A Fucking Investment Ch. 16

My cock was Arctic hard by now but hot and not cold as Arctic ice. I wiggled my finger inside the big woman and she wiggled with it, her whole body seeming to echo the little motion, amplifying it and duplicating it.

"Oh Christ and crayons!" Jeri muttered. "Oh my god! They're, they're watching!"

I agreed but did not speak. I withdrew my finger from her body and she shuddered. I lost her pussy and had to find it again, entering her again to be sure I had the way defined. I positioned my cock and thrust into her. The tip encountered her lubrication, sliding between her full ass cheeks, pouched out behind her. I crouched a little, pushed further and felt the kissing heat of her pussy. I followed it. I felt her cant her ass to receive me, her body shook. My cock head slid into the heat of her pussy and then past. I pulled back. She lifted her ass, arching her back to straighten my approach into her heated interior. I thrust forward and felt her pussy catch and clutch me. Her body writhed and as if by magic, she directed me with sheer will and lust alone into her body. She was oiled and ready. I slipped deep into her.

Jeri squealed, clearly not wanting to gain any attention. Her head thumped on the hood of the car, making a metallic sound. She shook and bucked as I pushed against her resistance. She struggled and then arched her back. It was like a trap door opened. I dropped deep into her. My cock penetrated her at last. Finally, I was inside Jeri Lewis.

The pleasure erupted around me. Her body held me close and tight. I felt her hips bunch and tense, then she arched her back again and I seemed to go deeper into her. Rooted inside her, I hesitated, luxuriating in the wealth of sensations flooding my senses. My cock seemed to feel each of the folds of her pussy and each one moved and flexed, tightening down on my hard cock.

"Oh Christ, fuck me, Jah, jah, George. Fuck me, George!" She grunted.

I had been pulling back on the belt around her elbows. I released it now and she drooped forward, fully laying on the car. The buttons on the breast-stretched blouse tinked on the metal, sounding loud. Jeri was holding her breath. I grasped her by the hips and ground into her, thrusting into her with little jerks of my own ass. I then pulled back and thrust long and hard into her, penetrating her once more. She bucked and her hips fucked back at me. She cried out, a wordless warble, like she was hitting a certain note but in a foreign language. The collision blinded me or at least closed my eyes. Suddenly I wanted more. I had only intended to fuck her from behind but now I wanted to see and touch her tits.

I withdrew from her pussy. I pulled her upright and turned her around. Her eyes were glassy, her face a smear in the snarl of her unraveled hair. I tried to kiss her but her head jerked to one side. I realized I hadn't kissed her yet. She lay back, bending her back. One leg lifted up and she rolled onto one hip. I grasped both legs and lifted, heaving her onto the hood of the car onto her back, her legs high around me but with her ass resting against my stomach. My cock bent against the bare small of her back. One leg looped up over my shoulder and she used it to lift her ass, feeling my cock with her butt cheek. She was trying to get it back inside her. I was leaned awkwardly forward. I tried to straighten to get my center of gravity back over my feet. I had to pull her further off the car. With both hands, I found the crevice in her pants and pulled them wide to the sound of tearing cloth. I fingered her pussy and she groaned.

Her elbows were still pulled back but the belt around them loosened and her hands came free but she kept them in place. I lifted her ass and my cock touched her ass crack. She wiggled her ass and then dipped it down. I felt the kiss of her pussy, she made a silly little motion and tried to get me inside her. Her body shook. I pulled her a little further off the car and magically my cock encountered the gapping entrance to her body. I slid into her.

Jeri bucked and her head turned far to the left, pressing one cheek against the hood. Her body arched and then bucked again, slamming her pussy onto my cock. She grunted and then moaned around it. One leg hooked over my shoulder and the other crooked around the small of my back. Her legs were strong and she used them to leverage her motions. Her body jerked and bucked as she tried to duplicate the fuck motion without my help. She was fucking me. Her eyes were closed. The belt released her entirely and she reached up and grasped the ridge of the hood where it left the gap for the wipers at the base of the wind screen.

I pulled back and slammed my cock into her. She groaned and her tits arched. The button on the coat popped and they appeared, coated with the white veil of her blouse. I reached past one of her trouser clad knees and ripped open the blouse. Buttons pinged around us, ticking off onto the concrete. Her tits came into view, towering cones of flesh topped by fiery red nipples. I cupped one with my free hand and pulled. She screamed then, a bitten sound that assaulted her teeth but did not get into the wider world so there was no echo. Overhead a plane roared over us, drowning us in its backwash.

I massaged her breast. She twisted onto one hip, pressing that tit more firmly into my hand. Her hips jumped at me. I put my other hand under her ass, still partly covered by the split trousers. I gripped her ass hard and used it to fuck her. I pounded into her, thrusting hard and fast. My cock plunged in and out of her body. She grunted and tried to match the motion but failed. She finally held still and let me do the work, thrusting deep into her over and over again. The walls of her pussy constricted and she did scream then, her whole body quaking with orgasm. She thrashed her hands stretched over her head holding her on the hood while her hips humped back at me. Her legs constricted, pulling at me with her heels. The need exploded in her one last time. Her head wagged back and forth a dozen or so times and then she tensed. Just as her hips raised off the hood, my own orgasm arrived, a comet from outer space and slammed into us both. It was like a catalyst. Jeri's orgasm blossomed and reverberated in her.

I pumped cum into her pulsing body. Her ass pulsed up and down thumping her back and shoulders onto the car hood like a drum beat. The primal sound drove me into her harder and faster, as though trying to duplicate her orgasm before my own ran out of power. I needn't have worried. Jeri's body arched and jerked as a new wave of ecstasy roared through her. She moaned around it and growled and shook while it possessed her. Her tits were free now, shaking with our motion. Her hair had become a matted mess, a tangled veil covering her face. I pumped cum into her until only her inner muscles responded. She lay panting and gasping on the hood of the car. She finally lifted her head, her slitted eyes peering through the mossy veil of her brown-orange hair, making her look sexy as hell.

"Fuck me any time you want, Mr. Gale." She hissed. "Goddamn that was good!"

I pulled free of her grabbed my gloves, pulled up my pants, grabbed my belt and scuttled away into the darkness. I turned to put myself back together and watched Jeri return from her oasis of pleasure. She lay back for a moment but her legs dangled and she finally slid down the hood and had to stand. She did stand, her tits wobbling freely now, then covered a bit by the lapels of the coat. I was dressed and realized I had not told her what to do next. I strode back into the light. She noticed me and flinched visibly. I took her by the shoulders and kissed her. The kiss could have started something again and I was sorely tempted. I bent and sucked on a breast and she groaned and shuddered.

I released, it leaving her unattended on the other side. I whispered in her ear. "Take them to Mrs. Angorra's house. The garage opener is between the seats. I'll meet you there."

She nodded slightly. I kissed her again and this time her arms went around me and she kissed me back with vicious pleasure. I felt her succumb to me and I wished to luxuriate in it but I resisted. I stepped away.

I caught a cab, hoping she'd take her time and not arrive before I did. I was fortunate and found Cassie awake and alert but alone.

She answered the door. I smelled like sex, smeared as I was with Jeri's cum and perfume. I dashed through a shower. Cassie stood by and watched me strip and shower, making no move to interfere. I had a set of clothes to change into and did.

I was just finished dressing when I heard the door of the garage go up. I knew I needed to hurry. I called Victoria. She answered on the first ring.

"I have them. How much?" I said quickly.

"Abrupt." She said, a tiny bit of peevishness in her voice. "I think they were charging two-hundred an hour."

"Okay. You told them you sold them? How much?"

"They didn't ask and I didn't volunteer."

"I am going to change the story. This is a resort and you told us that they wanted a new experience. I am going to address things directly with them and if they want to stay, fine. Otherwise I am sending them back on the same flight and they'll be on their own. Is that fair?"

"Any help would be good. I am still trying to corral my idiot sister."

"Good luck with that. Gotta go."

I sauntered out into the dirty garage light as the door went down. I went to the driver's side of the car and opened the front door. "Come with me."

"Hey! What about us?" A voice lanced out of the backseat. It made my teeth twitch.

I led Jeri into the kitchen.

"Jesus rabbit they never shut up!" She hissed. "They bicker and fight and god, they fucking never shut up. I have a headache the size of a pumpkin and I would pay you to not let them near me." She grinned, "At least together."

I walked around Cassie's room looking for the right place. I found it near the fire place. A cast iron loop that was part of the original inset but was just a decoration but a strong one. If I needed it I had it.

"Go home, Jeri. Maybe tomorrow you can recruit Bethlynn for me. I'll call you if nothing interferes." She nodded and left. Her shredded clothing got a raised eyebrow from Cassie; her ass we clearly visible...and inviting. I regarded the professor. "You work with this age of woman, can you deal with them or not?"

She shrugged. "Some of them I can take. I'll try but if its too much...I'll tell you. Fair enough?"

I nodded.

I walked out to the garage jangling keys in my hands. I opened the back door of the car and found the blondes in question They did not speak at all but both looked up at me. They were so exactly alike I thought for sure I was seeing double but wasn't. It felt like an optical illusion. But it wasn't. I leaned over the one on my side and made a show out of unlocking the shackles from their wrists with the keys while utilizing the release. They both scooted out the opposite door and stood looking around.

"Where are we?" One said.

"Which is Marla and which is Darla?"

"Fuck you. We decided not to tell you that. Who are you?"

"My name is Joshua Gale. Welcome to Holdingsfield."

"You can't keep us here. That's kidnapping. You'd be in big trouble..."

I interrupted. I pointed to a garage door. "I was asked to pick you up but if you want to leave, there is a door. I can give you a number for a cab."

They looked at each other. "We don't have any money." One said.

I smiled. "Blew it all on blow and hookers? That was fast. At two-hundred an hour, surely you two made pretty good money, even without any business sense."

They looked at each other again. "No, well, yes, we blew it but we don't do drugs."

"We just like to talk that way." The other finished.

"Nice clean girls, then?"

"We like to fuck." The other, the one on the right said.

The one on the left nodded.

"Why don't we go inside. We can discuss your situation and we'll go from there." I turned and left them to go to the garage door into the kitchen.

"What about our bags?"

I turned to look at them. "I'll get them later if we agree that you are staying, otherwise I'll take you back to the airport and you can forget this happened."

"Your driver..." the one on the left began but her sister poked her in the ribs with an elbow and they moved towards me. I went inside and in a couple moments, they appeared, closing the door behind them.

"Hungry? This is Cassiopeia Angorra. This is her house. Welcome to Holdingsfield."

Cassie moved around with her hand extended. "Call me Cassie. Come in, sit down."

"Can I have a scotch?" The one on the left asked.

"Nope. Too young." I returned. "Come in, sit down."

"We're nineteen. What's the drinking age here? A hundred?"

I grinned but not kindly. "Well, then, you're too blond. We don't let blondes drink, so not you two."

One actually stuck her tongue out at me.

"Sit if you like." I said

They crept into the living room and sat on the couch, snuggled closely together.

"What are we doing here?" The one on the right said but I'd lost track if it was the same one on the right from before. They were perfectly identical in every way, at least to the extent that I could see them at the moment. I intended to do a closer inspection and see if they were indeed identical in every way.

"I beg your pardon. You weren't told?"

"Told what?" The one on the left said.

"Our step father told us he sold us, that we had to service you and do whatever you told us."

"We won't."

I shook my head, finally seeing the situation for what it was. I thought I could work with this.

"I don't know about that. For all I know, he did but if he did, your Aunt Victoria paid back that money and paid me more besides."

"Why would she pay you? Are you a hooker?" Right Blonde asked.

Left Blonde slapped at her. "Men can't be hookers. They'd, they'd be...?"

"Escorts." Cassie offered dryly, looking at me out of the corners of her eyes. "Or are you thinking of gigolos?"

"Right! That's it. Gigolo." Left Blond said.

I smiled. "Your Aunt insisted that she'd explain your stay here." I was formulating the pitch, my explanation but right blonde interrupted my train of thought.

"Your, your driver, she got raped, right on the hood of the car."

"I don't think he knew we were there. It was dark. He wore a mask and everything."

"I think she liked it." Right blonde said. "She struggled but then seemed to, you know, give in and after that it was kissy kissy and fucky fucky."

"I was surprised she didn't leave with him."

The two women grinned looking at each other then at me.

"I am disappointed you had to watch that without understanding. Our little colony is designed for one thing. Your pleasure. Your aunt paid for you to be here and I am supposed to provide you whatever sexual pleasure you wish. If I can. If I cannot, then perhaps I can find someone who can."

The two blondes looked at each other and at me in a perfectly choreographed motion. Cassie was staring at me. "What you witnessed was not exactly rape, it was sex, sex she enjoyed but for your benefit. I was the one who took her like that and yes, she did enjoy it, immensely."

"Why did you just fuck her on the car like that?"

"Well, your aunt insisted that she thought you liked to watch, so I thought I'd try her out for you. That, that was the first time I have been inside her and so it was exciting for us all, both. If you don't like watching..."

"Oh, no," Right Blonde said. "We don't mind watching other people fucking so long as we get our chance."

"I always wanted to see my sister fucked by two men." Left blonde said.

Right blonde looked at her sister like she was farting in a court hearing.

"You know, one in her ass. One in her pussy. Since you are a cock short I may need to think of something else for you to do to my sister." She looked at her sister and smirked.

My heart was thundering. "I can get my hands on another willing cock, I am sure." I said, intentionally using that specific language. Right Blonde obliged me.

"What? Are you gay? Do you like men? Can we see you suck a cock?"

I shook my head. "I do not. I am not and so far as I know, I only have women who wish to use their skills on other women. I leave the male-male activity to another division of the company."

The two girls looked at each other and shrugged together. It was disturbing to see them in such sync.

"I think I'd like to see my sister come with a cock in her mouth while a woman eats her."

"My goodness, Mr. Gale, where did you find these two?" Cassie asked.

"Yeah, like her. Do you eat pussy?" Right Blonde continued.

Cassie started to answer but I cut her off. "I have plenty of women who will be happy to demonstrate their talents on you. Both." I looked from blonde to blonde. "There is one stipulation, however."

"Stipulation?" Left Blonde said immediately. "What stipulation?"

"We must shackle you in your beds. To prevent you from having sex with each other. Apparently your aunt is under the impression that you have, ah, been engaging in sex with each other and she insists we not allow that."

The two young women looked at each other and then at me, still in sync. "You don't have to worry about that." Right Blonde said. "We are not like that."

"Yes, I understand but your aunt was most insistent that we abide by those rules and frankly I am not willing to put our considerable retainer at risk. You will be quite comfortable I assure you. We may offer you some surprises if we think you will enjoy it."

Cassie rolled her eyes. "You girls aren't buying this are you?"

I glared at her.

"Mrs. Angorra, you contradict me? Do you wish to explain what it is you are doing here and why you just allowed me bring these two young women into your house?"

Suddenly Casie saw the wisdom in my concept. She shook her head. "No. I mean, I am not contradicting you. I just mean that they should help us understand what sexual pleasure they would enjoy so we can be more forward in presenting it to them." She smiled. "Being shackled in bed is not so bad, if you can sleep on your back."

The girls did the look thing again. Left Blonde muttered. "She doesn't have trouble sleeping, its the staying awake part that is so difficult."

"You too!" Right Blonde insisted.

I so wished they'd use their names so I could find a way to tell them apart. Oh well, I thought. Time enough for that later.

"Cassie go get the shackles. I don't know which is Marla and which is Darla but I am going to call you Right Blonde and you," I pointed at the other, "Left Blonde till you own up to your names."

They thought that was hilarious. They hardly seemed like young women. I didn't have birth certificates yet so I determined to wait. I took the long chained shackle in one hand and pulled Right Blonde over the fireplace, sat her in the nearest easy chair and hooked her up, clamping the shackle on one arm and the other on the iron ring by the fire place. She stared at the chain but then sat back.

"Can I watch TV at least?" She asked, her voice too cool for school.

I ignored her.

Cassie returned from upstairs.

I pointed at Left Blonde. "Take her upstairs and have her shower. Wash her if you must but be sure she is clean. I'll get the bags."

"What are you doing with her?" Left Blonde asked, staring at her sister chained to the fireplace.

"Do you two wish to stay here. Your stay has been financed fully and we'll be happy to figure out what you each like, when it comes to sex, I mean. Well, other things are important like food and the like but mainly, mainly we wish to provide you with a full sexual experience."

They stared at each other. Right Blonde, aka chained blonde nodded. "We'll stay. We can't go anywhere else."