«That's right, little chick,» Davis said. «So leave, this lovely love-tube in your pussy for the moment and see if you can make it hard for me with your mouth.»
«My pleasure,» she said, scrambling around so she could engulf his cock in her mouth. And it was, indeed, her pleasure, for she loved cock. She loved anything and everything a cock could do, but most especially she loved a cock that could produce pleasure in her belly. And Davis' cock had given her pleasure in more than one occasion. It couldn't be said he'd taken her cherry, for she'd destroyed that useless piece of flesh with a hairbrush handle a long time ago, but he had been the first to put cock in her pussy. And for that she'd be eternally grateful to him.
So when she closed her mouth over his juicy, half-hard cock, it was with real pleasure that she felt it stir and begin to rise to the occasion. She wanted to fuck again, for even as she was sucking the bartender to another monumental hard on, she reached down and began manipulating the catheter tube in her meatus, and every motion of the strange tube in her body sent burning sensations throughout her pussy. Burning sensations that were absolutely magnificent.
By this time Davis' cock was hard and glistening as she ran her lips up and down it. She loved the length, the feel, the heft of it especially the large, purplish head that bulged at the end. With one hand she held it so she could do the good things with her tongue she'd learned during the night she'd had her first orgy at Ma Kidder's. She gratefully licked the ridge just behind the head, noting with delight that she had already produced a pearlescent drop of pre-fuck fluid in the tip, so she knew he was ready for a good screw. Still, through, she licked and sucked the fancy-fucking bar-tender's enormous prick, for she liked the feel of it in her mouth, and he didn't seem inclined to withdraw it and end the blow job right then.
But Jan hoped he didn't want to be blown to a come, for though she didn't mind that, and in fact liked to take come in her mouth and swallow it, right then she wanted to feel his cock elsewhere in her body.
She wasn't disappointed, for a moment later he pulled his cock from her mouth and stretched out beside her on the carpet. But instead of putting her in the missionary position and fucking her quickly, the fancy-fucking bartender rolled her onto her stomach and straddled her from behind. At first she thought he was going to fuck her dog-fashion, and once more fiery images of her horny boxer dog trying to fuck that way came to her … but she wasn't to get his cock in her cunt this time. Instead, he pressed the moistened tip against the crinkled brown rosette of her anal sphincter, and as she grunted her pleasure, drove it all the way into her young body
Then as he started fucking her, he reached around her hips, gripped the catheter tube in her meatus, and fucked her with it at the same time that he stroked her ass deeply, causing her to writhe in an agony of desire. His huge cock burned her back-door tissue, but she'd taken his cock this way before, so she knew she could cope with it. And ass fucking was entirely capable of producing Big Comes for her, but with him manipulating the catheter she was in absolute ecstasy.
Her comes started almost at once, and again and again she spasmed, so much so she couldn't tell where one come ended and the next began. Still he stroked her with his cock, driving it in until his pubic hair mashed heavily against her buttocks, then withdrawing it until the head was nestled just inside the tight ring muscle itself. And every move he made produced fantastic delight for her, until finally she felt him begin the short, sharp digs that presaged his orgasm, and he drove his cock into her up to the hilt, scalding her intestines with squirts of love juice.
Then slowly, slowly as the horses of the night he withdrew, his cock caressed by her ass muscle as it left her body. He collapsed alongside her, and while he fought to regain his breath she slowly removed the catheter from her pee-hole.
«You are a fancy fucker,» she said affectionately. «This is one of the best fucks I've ever had.»
«You forget, little chick,» Davis said breathlessly, «that I know when you got your first fuck, and from whom.»
«I know I haven't been fucking very long,» she said defensively, «but I try to do it as often as I can, and I try to do it good.»
«You do it good,» Davis said. «And I bet by the time you reach the ripe old age of fourteen you'll be the best lay in all of San Jose.»
«Do you really think so?»
«I think so,» he replied. «But I don't think there's any kind of contest we could use to find out.»
«I wish there were a fucking Olympics,» she said. «I'd enter the decathlon.»
«That you'd win,» he said, sitting up. «But look, little chick, we better take a shower and head back down the hill. I don't want Weird Stanley closing up. It's all he can do to make change.»
«I want to come to the party, if there's going to be one tonight,» Jan said, standing up and gathering her clothing. «May I?»
«Sure,» Davis said. «But I don't know if there's going to be much partying tonight. Most of the people who come to the orgies went to Lake Berryessa over the weekend, and they're fucked out.»
«I'm not,» Jan said, following him to the back of the house. «I could fuck another couple of hours.»
«You're an amazing chick,» he said, adjusting the water in the shower for them. «I've never seen any female who could fuck with the enthusiasm you do.»
She stepped into the shower with Davis, letting the warm water flow over her well-fucked body.
«You haven't seen anything yet,» she said. «Soap my back for me.»
Chapter 5
Just before dawn, Jan sneaked into the house moving softly and carefully to avoid awakening her mother. She was absolutely exhausted, for she'd spent the hours since the bar closed being fucked and sucked by such local characters as Tall Colly, the Garbage Lady, No-nooky Nira, and (she shuddered to think of it) even Weird Stanley.
Now her body was aching with fatigue, her pussy was sore from the exercise it'd had, and all she wanted to do was go to sleep. She hoped her mother wouldn't he her, and she hoped her mother wouldn't wake her up too early. She'd need a lot of sleep if she were to be ready for the big orgy the fancy-fucking Davis had promised her would be forthcoming that night. A special treat was in store, he'd said, so she was to sneak out of the house about one a.m. and come to Ma Kidder's.
If she were to be able to fuck as much as she had this night, she'd need to sleep all day.
As she slipped silently toward her bedroom, Meat scrambled to his feet and followed her closely, his nose at her ass. When she was inside her bedroom, she whispered, «Get away, Meat. You wouldn't want to stick your nose in there if you knew what had been stuck in there lately.»
She grinned, considered the possibility showering, then decided against it, because the noise of the water would certainly rouse her mother. And the old woman would want to know why it was important for Jan to be bathing just before dawn.
So she slipped into her baby-doll nightie and crawled into bed. Meat jumped on the bed beside her, trying to get his nose into her crotch again, but she pushed him away before she fell asleep, visions of sugar-fucks dancing in her head.
Meat, a dog wise enough to realise he wasn't going to get any more delightful fucking from his young mistress, snuggled down with his nose as close to her pussy as he could get, though he was on top of her covers. He went to sleep as well, though no one knows what kinds of images were dancing in his doggy head.
When the sun was three hours in the sky, Daisy Chain Sharon looked in to see her daughter asleep. She noted the way Meat was sleeping, his nose in Jan's crotch, and she wondered. The thought had crossed her mind when she'd arrived home the evening before that perhaps Meat could be taught to fuck her just as Richey the Fourth had.