Norma Egan - Peeping maid

"God, that's turning me on," Carol said huskily. "I know just how she feels. Trish, get my little toy, please… ”

Carol stretched out on the bed close to her husband and spread her long legs lewdly wide. Trish knelt between her thighs and quickly slipped the big dildo into her. Carol gave a howl of joy-and went on howling as her stepdaughter quickly and expertly jerked the thick long dildo in her seething twat.

"Yessss," Carol moaned, "oh, God, yes… That's good, Trish… “

Lita no longer cared what those sick bitches did, so long as she got the release she needed. Foster's skinny hard prick wasn't nearly as exciting as Miles’ huge dong, but it would do the job. She whined blissfully as he fucked her, her fiery little cunt nipping and squeezing and creaming.

"Okay, son," Foster panted, "you'd better get your share of the action before I come. You were right-her cunt's incredibly tight.”

Lita didn't know what he was babbling about and didn't care. She just tightened her seething cunt around his jerking dick and enjoyed herself. Then she felt Tony pressing his long lean body against her back, felt his stiff red-hot dick slipping into the plump crease of her ass. What the hell…?

"What are you doing?" Lita cried. "You can't both-”

She didn't finish because just then she realized what Tony meant to do to her. She felt the huge hard creamy head of his cock pressing determinedly against her tiny tight asshole. He was going to fuck her in the ass while his father fucked her cunt…

"Nooooo," Lita screamed.

Foster chuckled and held her immobile while Tony, panting and snorting with excitement, managed to pop the bulbous hard head of his erect prick into the tiny tight mouth of Lita's bumhole. Tony whined with excitement and began shoving his thick meat into her ass, stretching the narrow untried hole almost to bursting.

"Oooooo, noooo," Lita sobbed.

The pain was terrible. She tried relaxing her rectal muscles, just as she'd relaxed her cunt for the dildo-and it worked. Tony's thick meat somehow slid all the way up her burning little bumhole without hurting her. Lita gasped for breath. She was so stuffed with cock, one in her cunt and one in her ass, that she could hardly breathe.

"Awww, Jesus," Tony whined, "incredible… So tight… ”

His cock started jerking in her, in perfect time with his father's stiff deep strokes. Their hard probing cocks were only a thin membrane apart, nibbing against each other, adding to their excitement. The two men panted, moaned, and balled her harder and harder…

For a moment Lita thought her belly would burst, with the pressure of two pounding pricks, but in a moment, to her wonder, she found herself enjoying the double rape enormously. Two cocks at once, in her cunt and ass, felt fantastically good. Adding to her crazy excitement was Carol's hoarse lusty cries as Trish worked the big rubber dick deep and hard in her insatiable cunt. Lita felt herself drifting away on a strong tide of pleasure.

"Ooooo," she wailed, "YES… Yes, ball my ass, ball my cunt… Ahhhhh, God, it's so good… ”

In a moment she was coming, writhing and screeching her joy as the two stiff cocks pounded furiously and savagely in her tiny tight asshole and juicy searing cunt. The men came right along with her, steamy blasts of come filling and overflowing her two tight holes. Lita couldn't quiet her blissful howls. She knew she'd never sink lower than this, but it felt so damned good…

Dizzily she felt the two limp wet cocks slipping out of her body, and then she was alone on the bed, the whole Barton family standing and sneering at her. She blushed furiously as she realized what she’d done, giving way like a shameless slut to all those dirty pleasures.

"Pack your things and get out," said Carol. "You're finished here. And remember, if you ever tell what you saw, you'll pay for it.”

Lita didn't waste any time getting out of the house. She raced to her room, leaving her torn uniform behind, and quickly tossed her few belongings into her cheap suitcase. She was never going to tell on the Barton’s, because then they could tell on her-and she'd die of shame if anyone ever found out how she'd behaved today.

Only as she left the house did she wonder where she'd go and how she'd earn a living. She didn't have a dime to her name, no training for any kind of job. She saw Miles polishing one of the cars, and she ran to him, sobbing.

"Hey, kid, what's wrong?" Miles exclaimed. "You got your suitcase-did they fire you?”

"Yes," Lita said tearfully. "And-and they raped me, Miles. They made me do such awful things. Oh, God, you've got to help me. I don't know where to go or what to do. I don't have any money… ”

Miles was looking at her oddly. He said, "Kid, I can help you, but only if you tell me the honest truth about one thing. When they made you do those things-did you like it?”

Lita blushed clear down to her toes but admitted, "Yes, I'm afraid I did.”

Miles grinned broadly. "Good," he said. "That fits right in with my plans… ”

Three months after the day she left the Barton mansion, Lita found herself kneeling on a thick pile carpet, giving a blow job to a complete stranger. The whole thing was Miles' idea, but she had to admit she didn't mind-not like she'd minded in the beginning.

At first she thought Miles was crazy when he proposed that they both leave the Barton’s and start a call girl service, with Lita as the main girl. She'd never imagined herself as a whore. But when Miles started teaching her the tricks of the trade, all the delicious things she could do to a man in bed, her interest picked up quickly.

After only a month she knew she'd found her calling. She really enjoyed the work. Miles took care of any John who misbehaved, and after his reputation got around, there weren't many of those. Lita felt free to be herself, the real self she'd kept suppressed all those years in the convent.

She was a woman who sincerely enjoyed pleasing men. She was proving it right now with her latest John. He was a skinny balding little guy called Fred, shy and ill at ease, and Lita immediately set out to do her best for him, leading him into the luxuriously furnished room Miles had designed.

"Let me take off your clothes, Fred," she said, smiling. "As you see, I'm practically undressed myself.”

Fred could see that. In spite of his shyness and nervousness, the little man couldn't help gawking at Lita. Her opulent olive-skinned body was barely concealed in a filmy blue negligee. He could see the outline of her figure as she moved, even the brown points of her breasts and the shadowy triangle of her mons.

"W-Whatever you think best," he said timidly. "I-I’ve never done this before.”

Lita smiled and approached him, the gold carpet deep and soft under her bare feet. Somehow Miles had found money for the whole operation. She suspected he might have blackmailed Foster Barton for some of it, but that wasn't her concern. Barton had more money than he knew what to do with anyhow.

"Just relax, Fred," she purred. "You're going to have a lot of fun tonight… ”

Fred managed a nervous little smile as Lita began to unbutton his shirt. As she undressed Fred, she marveled at how quickly she'd taken to this kind of work. It just came naturally to her. No one would have guessed she'd only been hustling for three months. She deftly and quickly removed Fred's clothes, noting his small limp cock. Probably he was self-conscious about it-she would have to reassure him.

"Would you like to undress me, Fred?” she said pleasantly.

"Oh-why, yes," Fred said, obviously delighted.

He was clumsy, his hands trembling, but he finally managed to get her negligee open. It slipped off her shoulders and fell to the floor, uncovering her big ripe thrusting tits and the lush raven-black expanse of her muff. Fred gawked at her body in awe and admiration.