Linda had expected, from the lurid accounts of drug-crazed hippies that she had read, that the drug would affect her immediately. Instead, she could not detect a bit of difference in herself.
"What you've got to do," Sky told her, his voice curiously gentle for a change, "is to go over to one of them mattresses and sprawl out. Judy's going to show you a few things that a girl like you ought to know about. No need to worry; we ain't gonna hurt you a bit."
Linda lay down on a convenient mattress. It was stained with leftover food and grease spots, as well as particles of dried sperm; it evidently served as both a dining table and lovemaking pallet. She lay on her back and Judy knelt beside her. The girl's eyes sparkled with life now; she seemed not to be quite as far out as Sky had suggested.
"Just open your legs up," she purred. "I want to show you something. Something about your pussy; it's something you've got to learn from the very start."
Linda instinctively clamped her thighs together but, under the threat posed by Sky, she reluctantly opened them. Judy reached between them, dipped a finger into the lips of her pussy, and held it for a moment. She then took the finger out and smelled it.
"Not bad," she said after a moment. "But not very good either. See, the first thing you got to know is that these guys don't like a clean snatch. They like 'em gamey and rank. Whenever some guy shoots a load of come up your cunt, don't wash it out! Don't even take a sit-down bath; just let the fucking stuff cake up. Some of them like to eat it off! Here, take a look at mineóthis one is getting about right for most of the guys."
The girl squatted beside Linda and opened her knees wide. Linda could not help looking. She saw the hairy slit and nearly gagged: a thick, gray crust of dried sperm mottled the lips of the girl's pussy; greasy balls of the stuff lay in the inner folds of flesh. A stench of raw, unwashed, stale sex assaulted her nostrils.
"Yeah, it's pretty ripe, ain't it?" the girl said with a laugh. "That's what really turns 'em on to start with. And the second thing is, whenever they tell you to hump, you drop your drawers and get them legs spread out wide. If they want you to suck, just throw back your head and open your mouth, got it?"
"Why are you telling me this?" Linda asked. "Are you planning to turn me into a gang's whore? What is this all about?"
She tried to lift herself up to lend further force to her protest but discovered that the drug was taking its effect on her. She felt woozy and weak; she fell back upon the mattress and blinked furiously in an effort to clear her head.
"Yeah, it's starting to hit," Sky grinned. "Nothing to worry about, baby, it'll just be a short tripóno lights, no pretty colors, not much of anything. You'll just be a little weak, a little lightheaded, that's all. You'll be able to hear everything, feel everything, and whatever we say will start making a lot more sense to you!"
Judy knelt down at her side again, extending her hand to touch her pussy. She fingered Linda's pussy softly, running the tips of her fingers over the lips and skipping lightly over the clitoris. In spite of her aversion to lesbian love, Linda felt her body begin tingling in response to the caresses.
"Yeah, that's the way," Sky purred, beginning to undress. "Judy's gonna play with your pussy awhile, just enough to get you in the mood for fucking. But it's gonna be a long time before you get fucked, don't worry about that. And before you get it, you'll have to prove to us that you want it. Don't worry; you'll do it, they always do!"
Linda felt a vague worry at his words but due to the effects of the drug she could not take the fear seriously. She seemed bound to the mattress by invisible cords, unable to move yet thoroughly responsive to Judy's prying fingers. Moon came in presently; he stripped slowly and watched as the girl continued to caress Linda's pussy.
"Here, I've got something else that really gets to a girl," Judy whispered, changing her position and swinging herself over her victim's body. "You'll love this, I promise you that!"
She positioned herself directly over Linda's left breast, aiming the semen-encrusted lips of her pussy down at the proud, swollen nipple. Lowering herself down and holding those sex-smeared flaps open, she made contact; the nipple slipped between the lips and nestled into the very mouth of the girl's cunt. Linda choked back a sob of shame at being subjected to so vile a practice.
"Nothing to worry about," Judy crooned, allowing the lips of her pussy to close. "You've really got great tittiesójust the kind I like to be fucked with. After I've fucked it a little I'll turn around and lick the cunt offóthat ought to make you really want to fuck!"
Linda felt her body warming at an alarming pace. She, who had never before felt the slightest sexual attraction to a woman, now found herself becoming intolerably aroused at this perverted form of stimulation! Judy swayed back and forth gently, moving herself backward and forward over the nipple boring into her cunt. Linda felt the girl's warmth spreading to her own body and knew that soon she would be aching with readiness for penetration by a stout prick. This knowledge filled her with self-loathing but she could not make her body do what it ought to do: resist the lesbianistic acts.
"She's getting hot," Moon observed. "Look at them pussy lipsóthey're twice as big as when I got here."
"Yeah, and they're getting wet too," Sky added. "That cunt, she's a real juicer! Man, ain't it going to be something when she starts begging for some hot cock!"
Judy slipped off her unusual perch and twisted around. As she promised, she began kissing the nipple which her own cunt had oiled so well. Linda resisted the urge to throw up when she saw how the girl lapped up the raw, stinking film on her nipple. She was partly dissuaded by the electric jolt of pleasure shooting out from that nipple; Judy's lips and tongue played havoc with her self-control.
"God, I can't stand it," she heard herself saying. "She's making me want prick like I never wanted it before! Oh, won't somebody give me some cock? Get on me, one of you guys; I'll fuck your dick till you can't come anymore! I'll milk you with my cunt!"
Moon and Sky said nothing, nor did they move. Judy continued to work on her and her tension mounted. The girl was careful to taper off her ministrations just when it seemed that Linda would burst forth in a climax; she seemed to have an instinctive knowledge of just how far she could go without provoking an irreversible reaction. Linda's cunt swelled and ached at an increasingly rapid pace. She found herself possessed by a need far more intense than any she had ever known before in her entire life.
"All right," Moon said at last when she had broken down in tears at their stolid refusal to give her the prick she had been begging for. "If you really want it, show us. Prove it."
"Anything," Linda babbled, her voice almost incoherent. "I'll do anything, just name it!"
"Are you sure?"
"Hell, yes, I'm sure," she cried. "I'll suck you, I'll fuck you, I'll jack you off, I'll do anything!"
"All right, I think it would be nice if you played ladies first," Moon told her. "Yeah, I mean I think you oughtta suck Judy's cunt before you take us on. Just to pay her back for getting you warmed up, you might say."
"Will you fuck me then? Will you give me some cock if I eat her pussy?"
"Sure, I said I would, didn't I?" Moon told her. "And I always do just what I said. In fact, if you start chomping at her cunt and stick your ass up in the air, I'll even fuck you dog fashion while you're sucking her off! Go on, she's no bull dyke, but she likes to have her cunt tongued as well as the next girlóand a girl can do that as well as a guy!"
Almost berserk with lust, Linda scrambled around to do as she was told. The drug she had taken wiped away every barrier, every restraint; the fingers and mouth of Judy had aroused her body to an intolerable pitch. At the moment that she crouched between the girl's uplifted knees and lowered her face down to the stale, stinking slit offered her, she had not even the faintest idea what she was doing. She knew only that this was the way to get what she wanted above all else and she willingly complied.
Her kiss was crude and awkward at
first but Judy's suggestions soon put her on the right path. Linda ignored the foul stench and the acrid taste of the pussy pressed against her mouth. She sucked up the lips, reveling the taste of stale sex, and allowed her tongue to snake up and down the juicy furrow between them. She glided the tip of her tongue over Judy's clitoris and scraped it back down the crevice; when she found the cuntal opening she plunged her tongue deep, lapping up the fresh cunt drippings she found there.
"My asshole!" Judy cried, lifting her rump a trifle higher. "Ram your tongue in my asshole! I love to be tongued in the ass; it always makes me come so much harder! Do it to me, honey, tongue-fuck me in the ass!"
Linda did just that. Her tongue probed at the tiny brown ring, found the opening and pressed its way inside. At that moment Moon settled himself behind her, prick in hand, and drove the broad head of his tool into her swollen cunt. At first she did not move; the dynamic force of his entry paralyzed her. Then, forced out of immobility by the tornado his prick loosened within her, she lifted her head off Judy's pussy, screamed out an inarticulate oath and then resumed sucking the girl's slit. The taste of the girl's cunt now inflamed her senses, making her far more responsive to Moon's prick than she would otherwise have been, and she began driving her tongue into the girl at a furious pace. Her own climax mounted higher and higher, doubling and tripling in intensity, and the come welled out of her. Moon seized her trembling flanks and pulled her close, fitting his loins against her and shoving his prick in even farther.
Linda writhed heavily against him and continued to tongue-fuck Judy.
When she at last gave a weak moan and pitched over to one side, falling off Moon's dripping prick, she could not move at all. Her senses were dulled and her eyes were glazed over with a film of lusty pleasure. Moon looked over at Sky and Judy, nodding solemnly. Judy's eyes widened when she saw that Moon's prick was still dripping little pearls of sperm; she scrambled up and twisted about to position her mouth under the drooping shaft. She began mouthing his wet, slimy cock and fingering herself frantically.
"She's hooked," Moon swore. "After that, she'll be ours for good. I could feel it in her cunt when she started making itóthat bitch is sold for life; she's in our bag!"
"Just on this one fuck?" Sky asked skeptically.
"No, don't be stupid," Moon retorted. "But she'll be ready to come back for some more tomorrow and the day after. We'll keep on messing with her till inside of a week all one of us will have to do is snap our fingers and her old box'll start dripping like a leaky faucet. She won't know what hit her, but she'll know where to go to get relief!"
"Damn, I sure hope so," Sky said. "Shit, I like to fuck her; she's the best piece of ass I ever had, I think."
"That's something else we got to learn her," Moon added. "We got to show her that while a prick in the cunt's fine, it don't even begin to compare to getting fucked in the ass! As soon as she comes around a little we'll load her up and take her back to her pad. Hey, get her purseóI want to copy down her address and telephone number. We'll be getting in touch with her pretty soon."
CHAPTER SEVEN
As soon as Linda had roused herself from the dulled state produced by the violent series of orgasms she had experienced, Moon told her that he would be getting in touch with her soon. He suggested that she would shortly begin to feel the need for further sexual excitement and that she would not be able to find it anywhere except in his company.
"We're the only ones that can make that sweet little cunt of yours hum and sing," he told her. "That banker friend of yours, he couldn't begin to give you the kind of fucking you really want. And remember this too: when you get home don't wash off that pussy of yours! Let the come dry on it so it'll get a nice, ripe, sexy smell to it. I want you to be thinking about pussy and pricks all the time!"
"I'll do exactly what you say," Linda promised, her voice curiously disjointed, as if part of her mind were still asleep or perhaps elsewhere.
After she had pulled on her dress, Moon and Sky threw on some clothes and drove her back to her apartment. They dropped her off three blocks from her apartment complex and drove away.
"Okay, now what the hell is all this about?" Sky demanded as they drove away from the girl. "Yeah, I can tell that she's a good piece of ass but what the hell, ass is easy to find in this town."
"Sure it is," Moon agreed, "but where you gonna find a hot little cunt like that who also works in a bank? Huh?"
"Hey, I'd forgot about that!"
"Yeah, I figured you had. And besides that, she works for the bird that runs the bank's securityóhow's that grab you? I called up the big boy and he said it wouldn't hurt none to start working on her, getting her convinced that we got the answer to her problems. You know, just in case we might decide to knock over that bank some day. Hell, she could give us the complete layout of the bank's vaults, alarm system, guards, the whole fucking works!"
"Man! It's just like having an inside contact!" Sky marveled.
"She is an inside contact," Moon corrected him. "And all we got to do is keep getting her heated up, making her want prick more than she ever wanted it before, and before you know it all she'll have to do is hear my voice, or yours, and see a dick and she'll think somebody put a blowtorch between her legs!"
"How does that acid work?" Sky asked. "I still don't see why we have to get a chick high on acid to make it happen."
"I'm not sure myself," Moon admitted. "That's the big boy's idea. He picked it up from some college freak. But somehow, when the chick's spaced out fairly well, she really listens to what you say. And when she comes down, it's like you were still there talking to her, saying the same thing over and over. What the hell, who cares how it works? It works, that's the main thing!"
Linda watched the car drive away before she turned to walk back to her apartment. She paid no attention to the few Sunday afternoon pedestrians on the sidewalk, though they noticed her. Her tousled hair, the vacant look on her face, the rumpled condition of her dress all suggested a girl returning from a night of wild revelry. She ignored the steady trickle of semen running out the lips of her pussy and staining her thighs; Moon's ejaculation had been a large one and the sperm was already beginning to dry on parts of her body.
When she got back to her apartment she made straight for her bedroom and fell upon the bed, not even bothering to remove her dress. She slept for over twelve hours, waking up in the early hours of Monday morning. After fighting her way out of the deep slumber into which she had fallen, she realized that the jangling telephone at her bedside had awakened her.
"Hello," she mumbled into the mouthpiece.
"It's Paul," she heard. "We just got back into town a little while ago. Are you all right?"
"I'm all right," she said, more awake now. "You got loose, then?"
"Yes, someone came shortly after sunup," he told her. "We said that a gang of housebreakers had tied us up. I don't know that the police were very happy with the story but we stuck to it so they had to take it."
"That's good," Linda said.
"Linda, I... I don't think I'd better see you again," he added, dropping into an apologetic tone. "Outside the bank, I mean."
"You're probably right," she agreed, showing not a sign of regret at his decision to drop her from his life. "I'll see you Tuesday then. Goodbye; thanks for calling."
She hung up the phone and tried to go back to sleep. After spending a fruitless half hour trying to get back to sleep, she got out of bed and pulled off her dress. Switching on the bedroom lights, she stood before her dressing table's mirror and critically examined her reflected self. There was little visible evidence, at that range, of her orgiastic experiences. Her hair was matted and rumpled, of course, but otherwise she looked exactly as she had looked Thursday night when she had again stood before that same mirror and surveyed her naked body.
Her face showed no signs of the lewd, perverted scenes it had witnessed, though when she ran the tip of her scarlet tongue over her lips
she could still taste a faint, redolent reminder of sensualityóthe remainder of the cunt she had lapped out of Judy's eager young body. Was it possible that she, Linda Maddison, had done so horrible a thing? That she had willingly put her lips to a foul, unwashed pussy, ripe with crusted sperm and stale from long, frequent use, and devoured that unique morsel? She could remember with perfect clarity eating Judy's cunt; she could also remember the other exciting things that had happened to her. Yet it seemed that these things had happened to another creature, not to her.
Linda looked down at her left breast, tracing the pear-shaped outline of the big nipple and remembering. Yes, it had been this very nipple, hard and dark with lusty fervor, which had felt the exciting touch of Judy's pussy; it had earlier been coated with the rank juices from the girl's cunt and it had also felt the magical warmth of the girl's lips and tongue. She dropped her eyes down to her firm, flat belly: yes, there was still a dried, gray crust on her skin, a visible reminder of how someone had aimed a giant, stiff prick at her and directed a flow of hot, spurting come onto her flesh. She remembered the way Joy had sucked him, had fucked him with her mouth and fist until he had been driven to the point of no return, and had then removed her mouth to allow the heavenly shower of scalding love dew to splash down onto her body.
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