Mothers and Daughters Ch. 10

Then Vera stuck out a second finger on her raised hand indicating the number two as she continued answering:

"However from then on I was a good girl as the second time I had sex was five years later when I was eighteen; on June 23 of that year to be precise. Curiously enough my partner at that time was the same one who had deflowered me, five years previously."

At this point Barrow was aghast at how Vera was answering the question and tried to stop her by interrupting:

"Please Ms Starikovich I am not trying to learn of your entire sexual history. Just please answer my question as simply as possible. Actually a simple yes or no would suffice."

"But Mr Barrow I have been instructed to answer all questions honestly and precisely. I do not wish to answer your question flippantly so I must be allowed to answer your question thoroughly so as there can be no misunderstanding to my answer."

The Judge secretly delighted by Vera's answer, intervened:

"I believe you opened this can of worms yourself counsel so that the witness must be allowed reasonable latitude in her answer. I will restrict the witness if she strays from relevancy. Please continue Ms Starikovich."

So Vera resumed and stuck out a third finger of her raised hand indicating the number three as she continued:

"The third time I had sex was a few days before that night with Mr Parker."

Then Vera stuck out all her fingers of her raised hand leaving her thumb folded indicating the number four as she continued answering:

"The fourth time I had sex was that first date with Mr Parker."

Then Vera added her thumb on display with her four fingers of her raised hand indicating the number five as she continued answering:

"The fifth time I had sex was the following March or April; I cannot remember which now. My male partner at that time was the same one I had sex with on my third occasion. I have not had sex with a man since then. I am now twenty-two years of age and as you can see I can count the number of times I've had consensual sex with men in one hand.

To be accurate I do have to use the word consensual. As I had already testified I was raped every day while I was a captive of the defendant. But surely such unwanted sex inflicted on me cannot be counted against me in assessing my perceived wantonness your question implies.

So to answer your question accurately, I believe I have demonstrated that I can confidently say that I do not make it a habit of having sex on my first date. You see I have had dates with lots of other men other than those three men that I have actually had sex with."

With that answer Barrow knew he had lost the jury. He could sense the hostile vibes emanating from the jurors. He realized the more he tried to probe the more hostile the jury would become towards him. Thus even should he elicit some answer that might damage Vera's character, it would have not one iota of effect or impact on the jury. Accordingly he stopped the cross-examination abruptly then and there.

Vera was relieved as she knew there was a little deceptiveness to her answer. Although her answer was factually correct she did not volunteer that she had plenty of lesbian sex which might belie the otherwise chaste impression of her answer. Vera knew that Barrow had missed the subtle mention in her answer of "male partner" and "sex with men" which freed herself from perjury should her participation of frequent lesbian sex be revealed or that it became known that her heterosexual episodes #3 and # 5 were FFM threesomes.

The trial duly reached its conclusion. The jury deliberated and rendered its verdict under the speed of light. Dr Frank Slaughter was convicted on all counts in the indictment and the jury recommended the death penalty. The judge had no problem in imposing the death sentence on Slaughter.

The end of the trial and conviction of Slaughter did not unfortunately provide the cathartic relief for Vera that Dr Sarah Morrison had hoped. Vera remained unable to participate in heterosexual sex. The mental block was still there. Thus she continued with strictly lesbian sex while she was playing rugby.

After she graduated she opted to enroll in a two year MBA graduate course of study at the business school of the University of Chicago. She could not play rugby anymore so even her outlet for lesbian sex was lost to her. On the other hand without any extracurricular activities and as caring for Natasha became less onerous as she was getting older, Vera was able to apply herself diligently at her academic studies. She achieved her MBA graduating with the highest grades in her class. The tortures Dr Slaughter had inflicted on Vera were sickeningly gruesome and grotesque. His racist views as they were uncovered, revolted every decent human being. Consequently Slaughter attracted no sympathy. Even the most bleeding heart liberals who as a matter of course object to any capital punishment were not in his corner. Slaughter had run out of money after having paid his trial lawyers, and so he could not retain any appeal lawyers. His toxic persona deterred any lawyer taking his appeal pro bono. His own pride precluded him from utilizing the public defender and he had no patience in personally applying for his own appeal. As a result Slaughter was on the fast track for execution and in fact was executed by lethal injection during Vera's sixth and final year at the University of Chicago a mere four years after his conviction and imposition of sentence.

Slaughter's execution took place at 6:00 AM. When Vera woke up on that day she turned on the radio and heard in the news confirmation of Slaughter's death. Sensing that a certain mental dread in her persona was lifted forever she smiled and danced a jig around her bedroom. She realized with absolute certainty that she was no longer troubled by the mental anguish that had been plaguing her the past six years.

Best of all she knew deep in her bones that today she would have no trouble in performing sex. Therefore, she decided to celebrate the end of her celibacy with a bang so to speak. She arranged for Alisha to look after Natasha for the next twenty-four hours. She conscientiously attended her morning class but then headed downtown and booked a room at the Palmer House one of Chicago's finest luxury hotels.

Before leaving the school she had changed from her casual clothes into a sleek cocktail dress which made her appear incredibly sexy. Thus when she was in the lobby and registering she had no luggage just her purse. Such an appearance drew the attention of the hotel's chief security officer, Jack Stevens. Sensing there just was something not quite right about this guest, he was determined to keep an eye on her if he found her loitering.

Vera entered her room and prepared the bed by pulling off the bed covers. She preferred fucking on bed sheets instead of the bed spread. She also believed the appearance of the bed might induce her anticipated gentleman guest to get the hint of what she exactly desired; i.e. hardcore fucking never mind protracted foreplay. Then she showered and daubed herself with her favorite perfume. She believed this perfume coupled with her natural scent would make her sexually irresistible.

Clothed again in her cocktail dress she was ready for the start of an adventure which she knew she was now ready for. Entering one of the hotel bars, she sat down at a conspicuous table and ordered a hamburger and beer. Considering where she was this somewhat plebeian meal contrasted sharply with her sophisticated appearance, but she hoped it would enforce the impression she was trying to advertise i.e. she was fuckable.

Indeed every male patron in the bar could not help but take notice of her. Even the most jaded libertine would be impressed by Vera's stunning appearance. Most of the males thought she had to be waiting for her supposed date to appear as it was inconceivable such a delicious creature would be alone without a companion. However one of the men sitting at the bar finishing his Glenfiddich on the rocks, took notice that Vera was not giving any signals that she was expecting company as he saw her wolfing down her hamburger. So sensing an opportunity of getting acquainted with a gorgeous woman, he approached Vera:

"Hey beautiful! Eating all alone?"

Vera did a quick look over and appraisal of him, and deciding he was not odious, invited:

"Well if you care to join me then I won't be."

Taken a little aback by Vera's boldness, the man replied:

"I don't mind if I do as I cannot resist the company of a beautiful woman. I've already eaten but I don't mind another drink and could I get you something?"

"Sure I wouldn't object to another beer."

As the man ordered another Glenfiddich for himself, and a beer for Vera, he introduced himself:

"I'm Barney Crane by the way."

Vera simply replied:

"Vera Starikovich."

Crane continued:

"I'm from LA and I'm here for the bridge tournament going on in this hotel. In fact I'll be playing a session this afternoon starting at 2:00. Perhaps I should not take this second drink as I'll need a clear head. Mind you my brain is already getting dizzy just gazing at you."

Ignoring the lame compliment, Vera could only think: 'Oh shit! I wondered why he bothered to come to my table if he did not have nookie on his mind.' However not one to give up so easily and glancing at her watch to discover it was 12:45, Vera replied:

"I'll be happy to take your drink if you wish to preserve your sober mind. I understand competitive bridge is a very stressful game to play and it is best to relax and unwind before participating in a tournament. Now I am not a physician, but I believe that sex is one of the most relaxing exercises one can undertake to reach such desired state. I happen to have a room here so we could go there for a quickie. When we are finished you will still have plenty of time to get to the start of the session and play well; that is after you play well with me. What do you say?"

Now totally shocked by Vera's sexual aggressiveness, but not to look a gift horse in the mouth, Barney replied:

"I am not sure prior sex improves one's bridge playing abilities, but I am certain it cannot do any harm. I would be delighted to put your theory to the test so to speak."

"That's the spirit! Just follow me big boy."

Vera alerted the server to hold off on the drinks and signed her tab to be charged to her room. When they got inside her room, she started immediately to undress, declaring:

"Since you have so little time let me quickly get naked. You can keep on as much of your clothes as you wish. I don't care."

Once she was completely naked, she scrambled to the bed and asked:

"How do you want me? Which way do you want to fuck me? Or do you want my ass? Or do you just want a blow job? Do you want to fuck me standing up or do you want to do it in the bed? Just tell me what you want and I'll do it."

Barney Crane was an executive producer of some very popular television shows. Although unfamiliar to the general public he was well known in the industry and as such had encountered and fucked his fair share of beautiful women. Seeing Vera naked ranked as the ultimate in female pulchritude he was privy to and thus he could not be more thrilled. Vera's brazen sexual wantonness was something he had never witnessed before. Even the most determined Hollywood starlet intent on furthering her career by sleeping with influential producers like him, were not as forward as Vera.

What was most mystifying to Barney was that Vera did not appear to have any agenda as she clearly did not know who he was. She just seemed to want to fuck merely for the sheer enjoyment. His male ego of course was boosted since he suspected that without considering his position in the entertainment world, he would not think of himself as exceptionally desirable to a gorgeous woman like her. But he was not about to question his good fortune in seeing her in her glorious naked body apparently eager to receive his cock. So treating Vera's sexual come-ons at face value he replied:

"Oh I think I have time enough to get naked as well. I wouldn't want my clothes to be stained; why I might even be embarrassed when playing bridge."

Vera snorted:

"I believe most men like to advertise that they have just had sex. Besides don't you want to distract your opponents?"

"I am not sure we need to go there. In answer to your initial question, I want to fuck you doggy style with you on the bed. So get on your hands and knees and I'll be there."

Scrambling on the bed and getting into the requested position, Vera lowered her head to the pillow as she reached back to part her buttocks provocatively exposing to view her nether orifices. She invited:

"OK Barney come and get it. Whatever suits your fancy. Just fuck me hard and deep. The harder and deeper the better."

Crane had by this time was completely naked and got on the bed to mount her. Without any foreplay he had gotten rock hard solely by seeing Vera naked and hearing her saucy invitation. He opted for her cunt as he suspected she had become totally moist there. He craved for the feeling of her wet vagina surrounding his meat. As he entered her his speculation proved completely accurate, as although his cock and cunt were a tight fit, his cock slid forward and backward quite easily given her lubricated love canal. He reached over and cupped her magnificent tits as he continued fucking her.

For Vera as soon as she was penetrated, her mind soared to a blissful joy. She sensed no resistance no aversion no disgust. If there had been a momentary doubt the same was now dissipated. Just as she knew in the morning, the confirmation Slaughter's death had indeed finally released her developed dread towards heterosexual sex and restored her original and natural libido. She reveled in the feel of a cock in her pussy for the first time in almost six years. The unfettered pleasure she was receiving and enjoying was heavenly. She reached a hand to caress the back of Crane's head as she encouraged:

"Oh my God this is good! Just fuck me big boy. Oh your cock is so good. Yes squeeze my titties...."

And Vera kept this kind of sexual banter going throughout the fucking. She just could not shut up. Vera's voice was very husky in this mode and it completely turned Crane on. He had never had a female sex partner that was this enthusiastic in the enjoyment of sex as Vera. Soon there was no holding back and he was ejaculating in her with a ferocity he had not known since his early twenties. The feel of his sperm flooding her vagina triggered her intense orgasm. She shuddered, shook and screamed. There was no doubt that she was experiencing an enjoyable orgasm; nothing fake about it.

As it turned out, there was plenty to time left for Barney to take a shower and get to the bridge tournament site on time. Vera also took a shower before getting dressed and return to the bar in quest for another fuck buddy.

An interested person in viewing Vera was Jack Stevens, the hotel security chief. One of his main duties was to be aware of the prominent guests that are registered at the hotel and ensure that there are no untoward incidents that cast the hotel in a bad light. He had seen Vera register with no accompanying luggage, and his antennae for identifying possible trouble went on full alert.

He spotted her entering the bar and noted she left with Barney Crane, an important Hollywood television executive and even better known as a great tournament bridge player. As the pair entered an elevator he assumed they were going either to her room or to his. He then saw her returning to the bar not more than a half hour later without him and just about ten minutes after that exit with Loren Hunt, a wealthy Texas oilman and owner of a professional sports franchise.

It was clear to Stevens that all this activity by Vera spelled out that she was a high class hooker and was making the Palmer House Hotel her personal bordello. To protect the hotel's reputation he knew he would have to put a stop to Vera. He did not dare accost her in company with Hunt as it would be too awkward and defeat his purpose in protecting the hotel. However he suspected she would shortly be alone again cruising for yet another well to do customer. Before she should strike again he was determined to pounce on her and arrest her for solicitation.

Stevens' speculation was partially germane to what was actually happening to Vera. When Loren Hunt noticed her at the bar, he also came to the conclusion that she was a high class call girl. What she was doing in the bar he did not speculate, but as Vera was without a doubt the most gorgeous good looking female he had ever seen, and given he had some free time, he decided to proposition her. He was not surprised that Vera readily agreed to sex but was puzzled that she made no mention of money. Well, he thought no matter her fee he certainly could afford it and he was certain it would be worth it.

When they got into her room, Vera casually shed her dress immediately and was instantly naked. Loren gasped in seeing her almost perfect nude body. About the only legitimate complaint about Vera's gorgeous body was that her breasts were too large in symmetry with the shape of the rest of her body. But he certainly was not one to quibble about such perceived defect. Vera was tall as well, 5'11", but again this did not detract from Loren's admiration of her. Loren was still surprised that Vera had not yet mentioned her fee but he was beyond worrying about it as he savored her naked beauty.

As soon as she was completely naked Vera sported a huge smile. She appreciated the catharsis of the liberating sex she was enjoying this day. She sensed that this day would be perfect for her and she was determined not to be deterred by the slattern impression she might be giving to her male partners. If they have a problem with her lewd and licentious behavior that is their problem as she knew it was not like she was going to see them again. So she got to the bed to lay flat on her back to enjoy some traditional missionary position fucking. She parted her legs and with crooked finger beckoned him:

"OK Loren come and get it. I just know you have a nice big cock that will just do me nicely. Yes fuck me good, I need it. I need your cock so badly. Don't keep me waiting. Just shove it in. Don't be gentle. I am in the mood for rough."

Loren had gotten naked of course and was extremely rock hard. By her words he started to wonder whether she was a prostitute but he no longer cared. Vera's enthusiasm was infectious to his psyche such that all he cared about was to fuck the shit out of her. When he penetrated her, her legs instantly wrapped around him. Her cunt clutched onto his rod as he frantically started fucking her. Although he had by this time in his life enjoyed a prodigious amount of sex, fucking Vera gave him the illusion of experiencing a unique new sensation hitherto unknown to him.

While he was fucking her, Vera was enjoying her pleasures with abandon, and she was grunting and squealing accordingly. However her mind was inflamed with the need to finally cast out the demons that Dr Slaughter had inflicted on her by his tortures. Her brain soon identified the solution and so she was compelled to plead:

"Oh Loren please don't cum inside of me. Please cum all over my face and my hair. Please pull out. Spill your sperm on me. I need the feel of it on my face. I need to taste it. Please Loren! Please do it. Please do what I ask. I need you to do it. Please!"

Loren was shocked by this bizarre request but her plea was made so earnestly that he could not see how he could refuse. Consequently as he felt his ejaculation about to happen, he pulled out and quickly straddled her head. Pointing his penis directly and with a few hand strokes he was shooting his cum all over her face, hair and neck.