by White, L. E.
“Yes, once, she’s an animal when she let’s loose, a born slut with hunger for dick you have to experience to believe,” said Mike. “Stacy, loves cock, don’t you, Stacy?”
“Yes, Mike, I love cock. I love it a lot and I can never get enough of it,” said an anxious to please Stacy reaching for both cocks to begin a slow stroking.
“Scoot over, Roger. Let’s see if Stacy’s inherited the gene for sucking two cocks at once,” said Mike. “I bet Mother Doreen can take two dicks in her mouth.”
Moments later, Stacy was crouched on the floor of the Crown Vic. Mike and Roger were seated side-by-side smoking a joint Roger had provided. Occasionally, they offered Stacy a toke she gladly took if for no other reason to remain calm. One hand stroked the cock she didn’t have in her mouth. On their command, she frequently moved her mouth from cock to cock. The two policeman talked shop as Stacy did her best to satisfy them.
“You must get a lot of young fresh pussy in your job,” asked Mike?
“Not as much as you would think. Most of these Harvard bitches think they’re too good to speak to, let alone fuck campus security. Stacy here has passed me a dozen times without speaking,” said Roger.
“Well she knows you exist now. At least her mouth does,” said Mike.
“Right, but this is an exception to the general rule.”
“Don’t bullshit a bullshitter. You get your share,” said Mike.
“To tell the truth I have been known to take advantage of the occasional coed who comes staggering back to the dorm too drunk to find her room. Corporal Woods and I happened upon such a fortitudinous situation this past week end,” said Roger.
“Tell us about it. Stacy needs to be aware of sexual predators lurking about the campus,” said Mike.
“Corporal Woods, Avery, he’s black and always horny. We were walking rounds in Maxwell-Simpson Hall, one of the B-school dorms. It was about two in the AM,” said Roger.
“I’ve seen Avery around, big fellow,” said Mike.
“Six four, two thirty, ripped, bastard must live at the gym. We hear a moaning coming from the second floor Ladies Room. We go in to check it out, Little Asian girl in a stall hugging the commode puking her guts out. When I say little, I mean little. If she tipped the scale at anything over a hundred, I’d be surprised.”
“My dad was in Vietnam. He claimed flat nose pussy was the best on the planet,” said Mike. “According to Daddy, pussy was the real reason we fought so long and hard to keep the God forsaken shithole.”
“Your dad must be right. Avery’s got a thing for Asians. This cunt was really out of it. When we asked if she’s all right, she gives us this look that says I’ve been doing serious drugs and booze and I am totally fucked. Bitch’s pupils were big as saucers. Tried to talk but couldn’t get the words out. Then she passes out right there on the tiles. Bang, she lands head first, chips a tooth and busts her nose, out cold.”
“Kids today don’t know how to control their use of drugs and alcohol. Both are all right if used in moderation. You getting all the cock you need, Stacy?” said Mike.
“Yes, more than enough. This is great,” said Stacy looking up from Roger’s penis. Even in the limited light, they could see her cheeks glistening with saliva.
“You enjoying Roger’s story,” asked Mike?
“Yes, it’s very interesting,” said Stacy. “Am I doing all right?”
“You’re doing fine. Keep sucking and you’ll get your reward,” said Mike. “So what happened, Roger?”
“We cleaned the blood and puke off her face then Avery picked her up, threw her over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes and carried her down the hall to the janitor’s supply closet. It was locked but my master key opened it.”
“So you had a little privacy,” said Mike.
“Didn’t want to be walked in on while we’re doing the nasty. They might mistakenly think we were taking unfair advantage of her. We peeled her clothes off. Fucking jeans were so tight you would have thought she painted them on. Jism was already leaking out of her cunt so it wasn’t like we were doing anything to her that hadn’t been done already,” said Roger. “Probably was over on Dunster Street letting guys fuck her in a Ladies Room stall.”
“There’s nothing wrong with sloppy seconds, is there Stacy?” asked Mike?
Stacy took Roger’s cock out of her mouth to answer. “Not at all, it just means someone else has gone to the trouble to get her hot and wet for you.”
“Good answer, Stacy, I figured you for a fast learner,” said Mike. “Continue, Roger.”
“She was a pretty little thing, delicate hands and feet, like a doll. Her boobs were real small, nothing compared to Stacy’s here. I’d guess AA at most. She had those real dark nipples Asian girls have and this patch of pubic hair that was maybe two inches across,” said Roger.
“Was she awake,” asked Mike?
“Not really, kept moaning in some foreign language. Avery thought it was Korean but who the fuck knows. I’d gone first last time so Avery went first with the Korean.”
“Quite a size difference,” said Mike turning so his cock was beside Roger’s. “I hope you don’t mind if she sucks both dicks at once.”
Stacy took the hint. She pressed their penises together then opened her mouth to take the tip of both cocks in her mouth.
“Nope, I’m versatile,” said Roger. “Where was I?”
“Avery was about to lay a large piece of pipe in a narrow ditch,” said Mike.
“Yeah, it was awesome watching him work his eight inches in her half inch hole,” said Roger forming a small circle with his thumb and forefinger to illustrate the difficulty his fellow officer faced. “I would have bet it wouldn’t fit. It took spit and some serious force before it slipped inside. It must have hurt because she started moaning and making a ruckus so we stuffed her panty in her mouth. That shut her up.”
“Sticking their dirty drawers in their mouth is traditional,” said Mike.
“We bent her double. I held her feet down by her ears. The situation got Avery turned on. He fucked the shit out of her. I got worried he was going to break her back, two hundred and thirty pounds of hard muscle slamming her against the floor. It must have bruised the shit out of her. You could tell by the way she was whimpering and struggling, she was getting more dick than she could handle,” said the Sergeant.
“There are times I prefer rape to fucking a willing slut like Stacy here. It’s more macho,” said Mike.
“I went next after Avery. After I dropped my load we smoked a joint then decided to try her back door. This time I got in first and lord was she tight. Anyway, Kimberly Ichuro, that was the name on her student ID, was moaning and whimpering which made it a hell of a lot better fuck than it would have been otherwise. If she’d been conscious, she’d been screaming her head off.”
“Stacy likes it in the ass, don’t you Stacy?” said Mike.
“Yes, it’s great,” said Stacy recalling her lone experience with anal intercourse was captured on DVD and she did not remember whether it was good or not. In the DVD, she had appeared to be enjoying it when the two men had taken her anally. She also recalled her sphincter was sore the next day.
“Avery and I’ll have to drop by your dorm room some evening,” said Roger.
“You and Portia would like that wouldn’t you, Stacy?” said Mike.
“Yes, come anytime,” said Stacy.
“Your Goth roommate’s a hot piece too. Half the guys on campus have boned that little slut.”
“Portia never gets enough dick or pussy. She’s got these two slacker friends she’s been fucking behind a trash compactor in an alley behind Dunster Street. So finish your story,” said Mike.
“After a short break, we popped her again. This time we did both holes at the same time. I could feel Avery’s cock in her ass rubbing alongside mine in her pussy. All the while, she’s making these little mewling sounds like a sick cat. After we’d each blown three loads in her, we carried her to her dor
m room and dumped her on the bed. I kept these as a souvenir,” said Roger reaching into his shirt pocket to extract a couple of objects.
“What you got?” asked Mike unable to see clearly in the dim light.
“Piece of her tooth she broke off on the bathroom floor and a Polaroid of the inside of her asshole. It wouldn’t close up after we’d ass fucked her,” said Roger holding up a small Ziploc bag containing a shard of an incisor and the picture.
“She will need to wear a diaper for a month. You animals stretched out her butt ring,” said Mike looking at the photo then showing it to Stacy.
“Since her butt was open and we both needed to take a whiz, we left her a souvenir,” said the Sergeant.
“Was it what I think it was?” asked Mike.
“Yes, we stood her in her shoulders and peed down her hole until we reached the full mark. Then we wedged a cleaning rag in her butt as a stopper,” said the Sergeant.
Bet she had an exciting start to her day,” said Mike. “Your story got me all worked up. I’m almost ready to give Stacy’s tonsils a come bath. Suck hard, sweetheart. Daddy’s going to give you your reward,” said Mike.
Stacy applied herself to getting Mike off. Her jaw was tired and her breast throbbed with pain but she was driven by fear to perform as best as she could
“Here it comes, baby,” said Mike. “Give me a big finish.”
Stacy experienced the sensation of a warm salty fluid spurting first on her tongue then the back of her throat.
“Oh that’s good, swallow it bitch,” said Mike both hands embedded in Stacy’s hair holding her tight as his cock jerked and spurted in her mouth.
“You’re next, Roger,” said Mike once he was finished.
Moments later, Stacy found herself swallowing a second batch of semen.
“Want to go get a beer? I’m buying,” said Roger zipping his trousers.
An exhausted Stacy had collapsed in a heap on the cramped floor.
“Yeah, I’m a little thirsty. Throw the tramp out, Roger,” said Mike.
“Let me get dressed first,” said Stacy reaching for her clothes lying under her on the floor of the car.
“Dress on the sidewalk. We got to go,” said Mike.
Stacy was able to grab her jeans and shirt before Roger opened the car door and shoved her out on the pavement. Stacy was left standing naked clutching her clothes as the Crown Vic sped away.
The sound of laughter caused her to turn and face a group of students walking toward her dorm.
“That’s Stacy Todd,” said one of the girls in her dorm.
“Out for an evening stroll? You’re dressed a little light for the weather,” said one of the boys.
“Those are a nice set of knockers,” said another male reaching out to grope Stacy’s boob. She swatted his hand away.
“Jesus, Stacy, you need to control yourself,” said Althea, one of the coeds who lived right down the hall.
“Shit, it’s too dark for my phone camera,” said a boy holding his cell phone toward Stacy.
Stacy threw on her shirt and jeans. She quickly walked barefoot toward the entrance to her dorm ignoring the rest of the crowd’s remarks.
“God, what happened,” asked Portia as soon as Stacy came through the door crying?
“Oh Portia, it was awful,” said Stacy throwing herself in Portia’s arm. Portia held Stacy comforting her.
“I got punched, slapped, and he used pliers to hurt my breast,” said Stacy as she lifted her tee shirt to show Portia the marks. “He made me drink his pee.”
“The Goddamn motherfucker,” said Portia leaning down to plant a gentle kiss on the rectangular red mark. “I’ll get some ointment. Why did he do that? They’re so beautiful.”
“I pissed him off. I got mad and slapped him then he beat the shit out of me. I almost went out of my mind with pain when he grabbed my breast with the pliers.”
“Cops have been using pliers as persuaders since forever. Why did you get mad?”
“He tricked me into putting my fingerprints on heroin he had in his glove box? I’m so fucking stupid.”
“He had heroin with him,” asked a surprised Portia?
“He said it was a kilogram of China White,” said Stacy.
“That’s serious shit,” said Portia.
“He knows everything about me. He threatened to send copies of Stacy Does Cambridge to my relatives and my parent’s friends and people they work with. There must have been fifty addresses on the list he showed me.”
“What does he want from you,” asked Portia?
“Me, pussy, sex, you were right. He’s a crazy psycho motherfucker. Friday night, I have to go the same place he took me before. He’s having a poker party. I have to dress like a whore,” said Stacy.
“And you’re going to get poked. Sorry, that wasn’t very funny,” said Portia.
“Yes, it was,” said Stacy laughing through her tears.
“What happened to your shoes,” asked Portia?
“I left them on the floor of his car. After I blew him and this campus cop, they threw me naked out of the car. I didn’t have time to grab them. Althea and some friends were walking by. They saw me standing on the sidewalk without a stitch. I was never so embarrassed in my life. Thank God it was too dark for their cell phone cameras,” said Stacy.
“Campus cop, how did he get involved,” asked Portia?
“He happened by and tapped on the car window, Sergeant Roger something. They knew each other.”
“Ebbers, Sergeant Roger Ebbers, he works nights. You had to blow him too?”
“Yes, Mike offered me to him like I was his property. He said I had to show I was committed,” said Stacia.
“Wow, this is getting ugly,” said Portia.
“Yes, Roger said he and his partner, Avery, who is supposedly black and huge, might pay us a visit one night.”
“I know Avery. We’ll face that when and if it happens,” said Portia feeling excitement at the prospect of having sex with the tall black security guard.
“I’m sorry but I’ve gotten you involved. Mike even knew about you screwing Monk and Les in the alley behind Dunster Street.”
“Shit, one of the rats ratted me out,” said Portia recalling how rats frequently ran over her feet when she was leaning over letting the two fuck her. “Never trust a rodent to keep their word.”
“There’s more. He said if I didn’t cooperate, he’d plant drugs in our room and arrest both of us as dealers. We’d go to prison forever. I’m so sorry, Portia. You should get a new roommate.”
“It’s not your fault. We’re in this together now and I intend to see it through to the end,” said Portia embracing Stacy.
“He knows we had been having sex. He called me a dyke.”
“We have a lot to think about but first let’s get you into the shower,” said Portia.
“I want to brush my teeth first,” said Stacy.
Chapter 11 Poker Party
“Good, you’re on time. We’re just getting started,” said Mike pulling Stacy into the entranceway and kissing her. He smelled of cigars and scotch. Without hesitating, Stacy wrapped her arms around Mike’s shoulders and returned his kiss. Nor did she shy way when Mike’s hands moved down to her butt pulling her against his sex.
Play along Stacy told herself. Don’t resist or mouth off. All it will get you is another beating or a crushed nipple, maybe both. Follow Mother Portia’s advice. Mike Cabreeze is a dangerous psychopath. Let him bring out your inner slut.
Portia had been very direct about the challenge facing Stacy. “Your survival depends on you forgetting everything your parents drummed into you about sexual morality. From now on, think of yourself as a cock crazed whore like me. Someone who never met a dick they didn’t want to suck or a pussy they weren’t dying to lick.”
“How did you become that way,” asked Stacy. “You’re brilliant. Everyone says you’re a genius.”
“Genius doesn’t buy you shit where I grew up. I’ve bee
n a total whore since I was twelve and my sister’s girl gang raped me for two days straight,” said Portia.
“Your own sister raped you,” said a surprised Stacy. “Where is she now?”
“In Iraq, working as an interrogator at a prison called Abu Ghraib. She’s a Marine,’ said Portia.
“They raped you for two days?” questioned Stacy.
“Yes, Celia decided she would either take my cherry or some male gang banger would do the honors. She opened me up with a strap on they used to initiate new members. It was ten inches long, five inches in diameter at the widest part and covered with raised nodules. It hurt like hell,” said
“It must have,” said Stacy.
“This won’t be near as bad,” said Portia buckling the strap on around her waist and thighs. “Just relax and focus on how good it feels in your pussy. After you learn to climax with it in your twat, I’ll do the same for your asshole.”
“Whatever you say, Portia,” said Stacy spreading he legs wider.
“I know you can handle it,” said Portia positioning the faux cock head at Stacy’s opening.
Lessons learned from the time spent in Mike’s Crown Vic made Stacy determined to succeed. “I’ll do whatever he wants. That night, I sucked off two men and consumed a full bladder of pee. And to be honest, it turned me on. I know now I’m not a shy near virgin who doesn’t know how to handle a cock and whatever comes out f it.”
“Good, any woman can become a whore and a slut if she sets her mind to it. Learn to relax and enjoy sex of all flavors. Remember it’s as much mental as physical,” said Portia when she kissed Stacy goodbye a half hour before she left for the card game. “And by the way, you look hot as hell. If you didn’t have to go, I’d stick my head up your skirt and eat your pussy till the sun comes up. Mike and his poker pals will go nuts over you. Face up to the reality your three orifices are going to service a lot of cock tonight. Use your looks and brains to get through it.”
“Again,” said Stacy after Mike broke the kiss. Stacy molded her body against his as she intertwined her tongue with Mike’s. Wanting to prove her willingness, she dropped her arm to Mike’s waist holding him tight as she rubbed her sex against the bulge in his trousers. The sensation of feeling his manhood press against her pubic mound created a spark that traveled from her crotch to her brain and back.