The Lisa Series (19 page)

“Yes. You know I do. You know I like doing whatever pleases you.”

“Enough,” he said, and roughly pushed her off his cock. He rolled her over on the bed and knelt above her. Immediately she lifted her legs and spread them wide. She was so very small and vulnerable. He looked like some giant albino beast as he drove his thick prick into her. She bucked furiously and came almost at once in a frenzy of humping, all the while crying out, her head thrashing back and forth. In the middle of her orgasm, he pulled his dripping cock out of her and quickly moved up along her tiny body. She knew what he wanted and opened her mouth to receive him. Holding her head, he thrust his cock into her mouth but she could take no more than a third of its length.

“Suck!” he whispered harshly, and began to pump his load into her. She continued to suck and swallow while her hips rose and fell, her legs flailing the air, her bright painted toes curling. He withdrew his cock and shot the last thick gobs of jism over her small breasts.

Lisa looked up at him, trying to catch her breath. Finally, she smiled and said, “Thank you, honey.”

“You had enough?”

“No,” she said.

“Who’s next?”

She thought for a moment. “Dooley,” she said.

“Fix you face,” he ordered.

She got out of the bed and went into the bathroom. Frank turned to me. “Some hot little bitch, ain’t that right Billy?” He gestured toward the door. “Tell Dooley to get his black ass in here for some white pussy.”

Chapter Fourteen

The Others

I opened the door and pointed at Dooley. Then I went back to my chair next to the bed. Frank sat in a chair on the other side of the bed directly across from me. Lisa lay on the bed. She had put on her red heels and pulled the red silk slip across her body so that it covered her breasts and pussy. Dooley stood in the doorway staring at her, his face a blank, his eyes unblinking and mean. Although she’d felt his hands on her and at the General’s he’d kissed her, she had never sucked or fucked the impassive black man. At first, Lisa drew her legs together and looked away from him but, after a moment, she turned back forcing herself to meet his gaze. Once again, she’d become a frightened little girl.

As he removed his shirt and then his trousers, Dooley continued to stare at her from the doorway. His feet were already bare. His long, dark cock was stiff and angled up and back toward his flat muscled stomach. Without taking his eyes from her or moving from the doorway, he began to stroke himself. She watched him, then gently pulled the slip up until it no longer covered her pussy. Very slowly, looking directly at him, she parted her legs. Her pussy was swollen and wet.

Dooley remained in the doorway pulling at his cock. He watched her, waiting. She understood and, spreading her legs wider, she lifted the red slip from her breasts and let it drop beside the bed. “So?” Dooley said.

After a moment, she raised her arms, stretching them out to him. “Please fuck me,” she said.

He moved to the foot of the bed and stood there looking down at her. She lifted her hips so that her ass was off the bed and offered him her wet pussy. Her arms were still outstretched.

Frank nodded in approval. “That’s right, Lisa, do just like I taught you.”

She rose up on her toes tightening her firm calf muscles. I looked at her tiny white feet, the high arches, the bright red of her perfect toenails. “Please fuck me,” she repeated.

“Billy and Frank gonna watch?” he asked.

“Yes.”

“What they gonna see?”

“They’re going to see you fuck me.” She lowered her hips and her arms. She glanced over at me. The color rose to her cheeks and she quickly turned back toward Dooley.

“Yeah, baby,” he stood there waiting, “and what else?”

She stared at his long, black cock, then closed her eyes. “I...I...I’ll come for you,” she whispered.

“How long you been wantin Dooley’s cock?”

She thought for a moment before answering. Continuing to look directly at him as if he was the only other person in the room she said, “Ever since the night you took us from the motel to the General’s. The night you kissed me. When you kissed me, I wanted it...I wanted it right then.”

“That’s what I thought,” Dooley said.

He crawled up on the bed and leaned over her. His black skin glistened with sweat. She put one arm around his neck and with her other hand she guided his cock to her opening. “Now, you’re gonna get what you been wantin,” he said. Very slowly he slid his black prick into her pink cunt.

“Ahh,” she moaned, “yes, what I’ve been wanting.” She wrapped both arms around his shoulders and hooked her ankles around his waist. She pulled him tight against her. His face was only inches above hers. His cock was inside her, but he hadn’t moved.

He licked his lips, “Yeah?” he said. It was a question. She nodded and lifted her head. Their parted lips barely touched. She moaned softly. I sat there two feet away watching my beautiful young wife slide her tongue into Dooley’s mouth.

Together they began to rock back and forth, slowly at first, his long cock buried deep inside her but pressed against her clit. He lifted his head slightly. “More,” she whispered, and pulled his head down. Once more her tongue slid between his thin lips. Somehow seeing her pale face next to his glistening black one...seeing their parted lips touching...catching a glimpse of her pink tongue darting into his open mouth was worse than knowing his prick was deep inside her. It seemed more intimate...more like making love.

They moved faster. He started to push in and out, pumping her, riding her high so that his prick rubbed against her clitoris. Under him she was gasping and thrusting her pelvis to meet his driving cock. I could see how slick it glistened with her juices. Her orgasm began. “Come inside me!” she cried, and grabbed his ass digging her red fingernails into his skin and bucking underneath him like a crazed animal.

He couldn’t hold off any longer and, matching her wild thrusts, pumped his load into her all the while making a loud hissing sound between his clenched teeth. She continued to thrash against him tossing her head from side to side and crying out.

Although I hadn’t noticed them, Teddy, Harriet, and Silk had come into the room and were standing by the door. Teddy and Silk were naked. Harriet had removed her jeans and boots.

Lisa lay under Dooley. She unlocked her heels from around his body and relaxed her arms although she still held him to her. He kissed her softly, “That was good, babe,” he said.

“Yes,” she whispered, “I knew it would be, thank you.” He kissed her again, then rolled over and sat up on the edge of the bed.

“My turn,” Teddy said, huskily. He quickly knelt between Lisa’s spread legs. Dooley moved to the far side of the room and sat on the floor. Teddy’s huge, thick cock was fiery red and stiff as a club. Lisa was still panting and trembling. “I want to look at your ass,” Teddy grunted, and lifted her hips and spun her around so that she was in a kneeling position, her ass raised and facing him.

I thought he intended to shove his enormous cock into her tiny anal opening. She must have thought the same thing as she squirmed to get out of his grip. But with a loud grunt, he entered her pussy. She grunted and immediately began to match the rhythm of his hard thrusts.

Harriet moved around the bed and climbed up on it so that she faced Lisa. She then spread her legs and pulled Lisa’s head between them. “Make Mama come,” she said. She held Lisa’s head there in the wet purple gash of her cunt. Lisa licked her.

Teddy came first, cursing and banging Lisa so hard she almost collapsed under his weight. He leaned back on his heels, red faced and panting. After a moment, he got off the bed and stumbled over to sit on the floor next to Dooley.

Harriet was gasping, and her legs shook. “That’s it, baby, make Mama come good,” she whispered. “Lick me, baby, lick me!” She pushed Lisa’s head tight against her crotch and rotated her hips as she came. Then she lay still. Lisa was gasping, trying to get her breath. She lowered her head to the bed and stretched out lying on her stomach. She was trembling and her body heaved several times. I could see that she was crying.

After a few moments, Silk lay down beside her and put a bony hand on her back. She flinched and quickly moved to the far side of the bed. “No,” she whimpered, “please no...don’t touch me.” Silk was completely naked. It made me sick to look at him. To see this filthy old bastard lying there in the bed beside my wife, his yellow skin splotched red, his wrinkled ass and dirty feet. I had seen him naked before, but now he looked even more repulsive: his concave chest and scrawny neck, the fringe of greasy hair around his bald-head, his large hooked nose, his cracked lips wet with spit. He was small and cruel and looked like some cadaverous evil risen up from Hell.

It was obvious to all of us that Lisa hated and feared him. She buried her head in her hands and began to sob. Silk grinned at us, showing his broken yellow teeth. “The uppity bitch still thinks she’s too fuckin good for Silk,” he said. “Well, she ain’t.” He reached across Lisa’s back and put his hand under her, cupping her breast. He pinched her nipple. Lisa cried out in pain, and tried to scramble away from him. Silk had one arm around her waist holding her. I stood up, but Frank quickly motioned for me to sit.

Silk dug his long fingernails into Lisa’s breast pulling her around to face him. “That hurt?” he asked.

“Oh, God, yes, please let go!” Lisa cried, still struggling in his grasp.

“Well, unless you open up that sweet mouth of yours for old Silk, he just might cut your little nipple right off.” He twisted her nipple viscously. She screamed. Silk smiled and, with one hand, pinned her arms back over her head. He lay down on top of her. “I’m waitin, baby,” he sneered. She turned her face away. Once more he dug his long fingernails into her tortured nipple.

“Agggh,” she cried, “please, no more.”

“Well then?” Silk took his hand from her breast and turned her head back so that she had to look up at him.

Closing her eyes, she parted her lips to take his tongue. After a moment he raised up and, still holding her arms against the mattress, leaned over her. “You like that, you like kissing old Silk?” he asked, a thin strand of saliva dribbling from the corner of his mouth. Lisa had not opened her eyes. She refused to answer. “Maybe you’d like me to play with your other nipple, maybe that’s what you’d like,” Silk grinned at her. Lisa started to speak but couldn’t. She shook her head. “Say it,” Silk demanded.

In a small voice she whispered, “Yes, I like it.”

“Show me,” Silk demanded and released her arms. “Prove to me how much you like Frenchin old Silk.”

Desperately Lisa looked at Frank hoping that he would interfere. He shook his head. Angrily, Silk reached down and took both of her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. “Goddamn it!” he shouted, “I ain’t tellin you again.” Giving up, she took his skeleton head between her hands and pulled him down and, once more, opened her mouth to him. They lay there kissing for a long time. It was obscene, his emaciated body on top of my wife’s, his wart encrusted skin pressing against hers, his filthy feet touching hers. She kept her eyes closed, but her lips remained parted. He snaked his dark tongue between them. Then, quickly he rolled over forcing her to kneel above him. “Give me your titties,” he said.

Lisa cupped her small breasts and leaned over him so that he could suck them.“Now you do me,” he said, and pushed her down to his chest. She kissed his nipples. He guided her head down to his stomach. She licked him and was soon sucking his horrible brown cock.

Frank, who was sitting on the side of the bed next to them, whispered in Lisa’s ear. She sat up. “Oh, please Frank...no, please,” she begged.

“Do it!” Frank ordered. “And say it so we all can hear.”

She knelt between Silk’s legs, looking down at him. It was clear that of all she had gone through, of all the men who had used her: Ryan and Al, Carl, the General, Teddy, Dooley, and Frank himself, Silk was the worst. There was no question that she despised him. We all saw it. It was also clear that he hated her as well.

“Speak up,” Frank repeated.

“Will you...”Lisa began. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. “Will you...will you fuck my...my ass again?” she said.

“Did you forget the fuckin please and thank-you words?” Silk chuckled. “I want to hear you beg.”

“Please fuck...please fuck my...my...ass,” she whispered.

“I thought you’d never ask,” Silk said. “You might even get to like it.” He reached out to rub the inside of her thighs. “I was the first, wasn’t I? I mean I was the first to fuck your virgin ass. That must mean something. Right? Tell me.”

Lisa bowed her head watching his grimy fingers slide up toward her wet pussy. “Yes, you were the first...the first and only man to...to...fuck my...my ass.”

“Yeah, go on,” Silk demanded, “tell us what that means.”

“I...I...guess it means...it means you and I are...we are somehow...we are in some special way...” she searched for the right word.“In some special way... connected, “ she said.

“That’s fuckin right!” Silk squealed. “Ain’t no one gonna be first again. Only one man can be first and it was me. You ain’t never gonna forget the man what was first. Yeah, Mrs. Lindal, you damn well ain’t better than old Silk. You and old Silk is sure as hell connected...connected forever.” He sat up and gestured for her to move. “Now, I’m gonna be second...first and second to fuck your ass. I think maybe your sweet ass belongs to me.” He dug his fingers into her ass cheeks. “Ain’t I right?”

She closed her eyes and nodded, “I suppose you’re right.” She paused, no doubt thinking about the truth of his statement. “Yes, you were the first so in a very real way...you...you and I...” she couldn’t finish.

She moved to the center of the bed and pressing her head against the mattress raised her buttocks. Silk knelt behind her. “Spread,” he ordered. She reached back and pulled her ass cheeks apart for him. Her anal opening was still red and sore. Frank looked across at me and smiled and winked. Silk drove his cock in hard and quick. Lisa screamed. Silk pumped her. In a few minutes she was pushing back against him trying, it seemed, to make him come. “You like it, you hot bitch...you like it, don’t you?” he hissed.