CHAPTER TEN
She lost count of how many times she came before Hal gave a loud moan and began shooting his jism into her. It had been good. He’d passed the test. He rolled off her and almost instantly fell asleep. She didn’t blame him. He’d fucked her like a pile driver.
Brenda got quietly out of bed and went to the living room and picked up the phone. She dialed the Red Dragon. It wasn’t too late. Denton would still be there, supervising the closing. He answered on the second ring.
“This is Brenda,” she said coolly. “I’ve changed my mind. If that job is still open, I’ll take it.”
He paused, no doubt surprised, and then spoke with obvious delight. “That’s great, baby,” he said. “You can start tomorrow night. I’ll have a costume made. But, listen—you mean you’ll do everything? Not just the dancing?”
“Everything,” said Brenda. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”
She hung up, wearing that strange cold smile which had frightened Hal. She had made up her mind. Her dream of marriage had been shattered, but if she couldn’t live for love, she could at least live for pleasure.
She wasn’t taking the job for the money. The money would be nice, of course, but she didn’t need it. Hal had plenty, and he was going to have to be generous with her.
No, she was taking the job because of the pleasure it would bring. She’d be fucking the very best customers, dozens of men…
Humming to herself, Brenda went to bed.
She left for work early the next day, right after making dinner. It was the last time she’d make dinner or wash the dishes. Hal had promised to hire a maid. Earlier in the day she’d had her talk with him and with Debby.
“I don’t like the idea of you going back to work at that place,” Hal had said when she told him about it.
“Too bad,” said Brenda. “You’ll just have to lump it. From now on I do whatever I want.”
He hung his head. “I know, Brenda, but it still bothers me,” he said. “The idea of all those men gawking at you, pawing you…”
She laughed loudly. “Oh, that isn’t all, darling,” she said. “Denton offered me a new job. I won’t be waiting tables any more. I’ll be dancing, and after the show, I’ll be entertaining his favorite customers—in private.”
Hal went pale. “You mean…?” he said.
Brenda nodded. “Sure,” she said. “I intend to lay plenty of men, and I might as well get paid for it.”
Hal looked completely destroyed. She felt no pity for him. She remembered vividly the terrible pain she’d felt when she came home and found him fucking Debby.
Later she went to Debby’s room to talk to her. The girl was unnaturally quiet that day, lying on her bed reading. She looked frightened when Brenda came into the room.
“Mom,” she said quickly, “about last night—I didn’t mean to hurt your feelings. I never even thought about that. I just wanted to find out more about sex, and Hal showed me. It was so much fun, I just forgot about everything else.”
Brenda put her arm around her daughter. “I understand,” she said. “I wish you’d waited longer, or that it had been someone besides Hal, but what’s done is done. You just go ahead and do what you want, dear. It’s all right with me if you go on making it with him.”
Debby hugged her mother. “Oh, Mom,” she said gratefully, “you’re wonderful.”
Brenda smiled distantly. She knew she was far from wonderful. She was just a bitter woman who didn’t care any more.
When she arrived at the club, she went to Denton’s office to see if her new costume was ready. He grinned lewdly at her when she walked in. It didn’t bother her like it had done before. She was interested only in his cock—and that went for every other man she might meet from now on.
“Baby,” Denton said eagerly, “you’re gonna be a hit, I know it. I got one of my best customers out there tonight, Sid Taggert, a real big spender. If he likes you, we got it made.”
“I’ll do my best,” said Brenda. “And if he likes me, am I supposed to entertain him afterward?”
Denton leered at her. “Yeah,” he said, “and I know you’ll be good at that, too.”
Brenda ignored his remark. “What about my costume?” she said.
Denton produced a big box from behind his desk. He took the lid off, parted some tissue paper, and drew out the new costume. It was a slinky, black-sequined bikini with fringes, which would bounce when she danced. It was like the waitresses’ costumes only skimpier and more suggestive.
“Try it on,” said Denton.
Brenda quickly stripped in front of him. He gawked and licked his lips, but it didn’t bother her any more. She put on the new costume and walked to the mirror.
“Fantastic,” said Denton.
He wasn’t exaggerating. The costume was made for her, showing off her lushly curved body. The tiny bra barely contained her big swelling breasts. It looked as if they would pop out at any moment, and Brenda discovered that if she leaned forward, her nipples showed. She could use that to advantage in her dance.
The tiny black panties were scandalously revealing. In front there was a small triangle of black sequins that barely covered her bush. In fact if you looked closely, you could see a few curly hairs escaping. In back there was nothing but a pair of thin straps that met just above her buttocks and disappeared down the crease. The two enticing globes of her ass were completely uncovered. “You like it?” Denton said eagerly.
“Perfect,” said Brenda. “When do I start?”
“As soon as we’ve got a crowd,” he said. “Probably an hour or so.”
He stepped closer to her. He couldn’t take his eyes off her tall curved body, so enticingly revealed in the scanty costume. He licked his lips.
“Say, baby,” he said, “we got a little time. How about a quickie before the show starts?”
Brenda looked him over coolly. The crotch of his pants was sharply tented. He looked at her pleadingly. It was like she was the boss now, not him. She despised him—but she remembered that he was a good fuck.
“Why not?” she said.
Coolly, Brenda walked over to his desk and braced her hands on it, her enticing half-naked ass turned toward him. She pulled down her panties and let them slip down to her ankles. She bent lower, exposing the ripe red line of her slit.
“Make it fast,” she said. “I want to practice my dance before I go on.”
She could hear his loud breathing as he approached her, the slithery sound of cloth as he let his pants drop. She didn’t turn and look at him. She wasn’t interested in him as a person. She was only interested in that thick hard prick of his. Her cunt began to cream hotly in anticipation.
Denton poked the big hard head of his dick into her wet cunt mouth. Brenda sighed and spread her legs a little more. He pushed, and she felt his wonderfully thick meat gliding up her cunt. It felt great.
“Deeper,” she said breathlessly. “Get it all the way in… Then fuck me hard!”
Like Hal, he obeyed without question. He pushed his thick wet cock all the way to her womb, pressing in hard. He began to move in her, slamming his fat pole in and out in quick deep thrusts. Brenda sighed huskily.
“Good for you, doll?” he panted.
“Don’t talk,” she said curtly. “Just ball me.”
He shut up and did his job. His thick throbbing meat jerked hard and fast in her wet hot box. Brenda moaned. This was what she’d be living for from now on, the hard simple pleasure of being fucked. Nothing else mattered.
Denton held out till she came twice, and then he moaned and she felt his hot juice spurting into her, dripping down her legs. She jerked away from him, his limp prick popping from her cunt.
“Get me a towel,” she said coldly. “I don’t want to ruin my costume.”
He fetched a towel. He was like a dog in his subjection to her. Brenda cleaned herself off and left the office, Denton staring longingly after her.
Her dance was a big success. Brenda thought that was funny, since she’d never danced professionally before. The band played hard rock music, and all she did was shake her body, showing off her huge swelling tits and her shapely little ass. The customers stared at her hungrily, applauded wildly.
She wondered which one was Sid Taggert, Denton’s best customer. As she danced, she looked around the crowd of flushed leering faces. Toward the back of the room, sitting, alone at a large table, she saw one man who wasn’t leering. He looked appreciative but cool.
He was about fifty, lean and tanned, expensively dressed. Even from the stage she could see the rings glittering on his fingers. He sipped a martini and followed her writhing body with his cool brown eyes. Somehow that look turned her on wildly.
“Shake it, baby,” somebody said, some loud leering drunk in the audience.
“Take it off,” somebody else said.
The crowd had to be pleased, so Brenda grinned wickedly and leaned far forward, briefly showing her large brown nipples. There was shouting and applause. She straightened up again and went on with her dance. It gave her a strange feeling of power to know that she could have any man in the room. She could have fucked them right on stage.
She didn’t want just any man, though. She wanted that cool silver-haired guy in the back. He was better than all those drooling panting slobs in the audience.
When her dance was finished, she went behind the bar and poured herself a stiff drink. Usually she didn’t drink on the job, but tonight she wanted to blot out everything, lose herself in the pleasure to come.
Louis the bartender winked at her. “Baby, that was some performance,” he said. “You really turned me on—me and everybody else.”
“Thanks,” said Brenda. “Listen, who’s that guy in the back, the one with the rings?”
Louis looked. “That’s Sid Taggert,” he said. “He’s got so much money, he papers his walls with it. Why? Does he interest you?”
“He interests me,” Brenda said.
“I can set you up with him,” Louis said, “get him to ask you over for a drink.”
“Never mind,” said Brenda. “Denton will take care of it.”
She went back and danced a few times more, till the crowd started to thin out. She felt like she was dancing for Taggert alone. He never took his eyes off her, but he didn’t lose his cool, either. Finally it was closing time and Brenda saw Denton approaching her. He looked gleeful.
“Sid wants to meet you,” he said. “Come on, I’ve prepared a special room.”
He took her upstairs to a room she hadn’t seen before. There was nothing in it but a king-size bed. They’d hardly arrived before the door opened and Sid Taggert walked in. Brenda felt sudden heat and wetness in the crotch of her panties. She didn’t know just why, but this guy really aroused her.
“Sid, this is Brenda,” Denton said. “She’s agreed to, uh, meet you.”
“Fine,” said Sid. His manner was poised, smooth. “Take off your clothes, Brenda,” he said.
She obeyed at once. Sid’s eyes enveloped her, and he nodded appreciatively when she took off her bra and revealed her huge swelling breasts. He nodded again when she removed her panties and exposed the neat dark bush of her crotch. He didn’t touch her, though. He sat down on the edge of the bed and looked at Denton.
“Ball her,” he said.
Brenda looked astonished. She didn’t understand. She’d thought Denton would leave them alone and that Sid would be, making love to her. What was happening?
Denton led her to the bed and said in a low voice, “Go along with it. He has a special way of doing things.”
Brenda didn’t like it. She’d really wanted to ball Sid. She cooperated, though. It would be unprofessional to object. Denton quickly undressed, but his cock was limp.
She had to save the situation. As Denton climbed onto the bed, she pushed him over onto his back and knelt beside him. She picked up his limp rosy prick and stuffed it into her mouth. She looked up. Sid was watching intently. He smiled slightly, and she figured he was pleased.
She began to suck loudly, wetly, on Denton’s doughy soft prick. Denton gasped, sighed, and got flushed in the face. Thank God, he was going to respond. She sucked harder, stretching his flaccid dick like elastic, doing everything she could to arouse him. She kept sneaking looks at Sid. His smile was getting broader.
“Nice,” he said coolly, “very nice. But get him hard now. I want to see him fuck you.”
The guy was some kind of nut, obviously. What normal man would want to sit there watching her ball somebody else? Well, it was too late to protest. She’d volunteered for this job and would have to see it through. Maybe tomorrow night she’d have better luck.
“Awww, Christ,” Denton moaned.
Her obscenely loud swift sucking was getting to him fast. She felt his cock lurching into fullness in her mouth. The tip got hard and butted the back of her throat. His shaft grew thick, stretching her lips. He was ready.
She raised her head, and Denton’s gleaming spit-soaked cock popped out of her mouth, pointing lewdly at the ceiling. A big glob of cream bubbled from his glans hole and trickled down his taut shaft. Brenda felt herself getting excited. Whatever else you might say about Denton, he had a damned nice prick.
“All right,” Sid said, “ball him. You on top.”
Brenda snuck a quick look at him and saw that his eyes had a strange gleam. Just the pink tip of his tongue appeared to lick his lips. He sat on the edge of the bed, leaning close to watch. She thought she saw a slight bulge at his fly…
They did as Sid commanded. Denton lay on his back, his cock obscenely stiff and erect, and Brenda straddled him, squatting over his heavily waving prick. She seized the hot throbbing meat and stuffed the big fat head into her wet little cunt mouth.
“Slowly,” said Sid. “I wanta see it go in.”
Yes, he had to be nuts. He leaned very close, so Brenda could actually feel his hot breath on her body, and as she slowly let herself down on the long thick impalement of Denton’s cock, Sid’s eyes gleamed hotter and hotter.
She took her time, letting the thick pulsing meat fill her cunt gradually. Sid watched the fat rosy pole disappearing between the little pink lips of her twat. At last Denton was fully into her, only his balls showing. Sid was breathing loudly.
“Okay,” he said, “very good. Now lean over him, let him ball you.”
Brenda obeyed, leaving forward so that her long dangling tits brushed Denton’s chest. Denton sighed, grinned, and began to work his meat in her juicy little box, poking it almost lazily in and out. They understood that Sid wanted them to take it slow, give him a good long performance.
She felt the sag of the mattress as Sid moved around behind them to watch. She blushed slightly as she imagined the view he’d have—her fully exposed pussy, Denton’s thick meat jerking in and out of her cunt. She had no doubt that Sid would enjoy it. He obviously had very kinky tastes.
She decided to ignore him and just dig the nice leisurely fuck Denton was giving her. His hard long prick worked deliciously in her horny little twat, and she creamed and sighed. So what if they had an audience? In her new job she was going to have to get used to things like that.
She felt Sid’s hands on her hips. He was breathing very loudly. Then she felt his hard hot cock head nosing around in her wet slit. What the hell was he trying to do? There was no room for him in her cunt. It was already stuffed with Denton’s thick jerking cock…
Sid pressed the wet sharp tip of his prick against the tight wrinkle of her asshole, then pushed with all his strength.
“OWWWWW!” Brenda wailed.
The sonofabitch hadn’t even warned her. She screeched with pain and shock as she felt his stiff dick ripping up her asshole. Sid was laughing evilly, enjoying her surprise. She looked down at Denton. He winked at her and leered. He’d known what was going to happen, the bastard…
“You CREEP,” she said, sobbing, “why didn’t you tell me? Make him stop. It HURTS…”
“No way, baby,” said Denton. “The customer is always right.”
“Relax,” said Sid. “You’ll dig it, I promise. Just relax…”
Relax? With that sharp, hot poker up her tight bumhole? Brenda didn’t see how it was possible. She tried, though, letting her anal muscles go slack. Sid began to jerk his cock in her searing tight rectum. He didn’t hold back. He was raping her asshole, jerking his meat swiftly in and out…
Thank God his cock was short and skinny. After a moment it didn’t hurt any more. Another few moments and she began to get a wicked sense of pleasure. Actually it felt pretty exciting to have two cocks in her belly at once. It doubled the exciting sensations in her cunt.
Denton’s thick long prick worked steadily in her tight creamy twat, stuffing, probing. Only a thin membrane away, Sid’s slim hard prick reamed her bumhole, jerking alongside Denton’s fat dick. She felt deliciously stuffed, and her cunt responded with heavy loads of hot cream.
“Okay, she’s digging it now,” Sid said, panting. “Really give it to her, Denton. Let’s ball her hard.”
Okay, so he was crazy, but it felt terrific. Brenda wailed with delight as the two cocks pounded and slammed in her, one in her cunt and one in her asshole. She’d never been fucked so well in her life.
“Oooooo,” she whined, “Ohhh, God, yes… yes… It feels so damned good…”
The men chuckled. Sid, panting, said, “Hey, Denton, I really like your new girl.”
Denton said something, but Brenda didn’t hear. She was spinning dizzily away in a powerful orgasm, triggered by the twin pounding of her ass and cunt. She moaned and clawed the bed.
She didn’t even think of Hal…
