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Roy Henderson slammed the doctor's office door behind him and hissed
a list of obscenities. Shit! VD! Now who in hell would have given him
that? Samantha, probably . . . or was it Susan? Hell, how could he keep
them straight. VD and he hadn't even got off on sex with those bitches.
Just a couple of sleazy bisexuals who were looking for a quick lay.
But what did that make him? Damn, he wasn't any better, was he? He
pressed the elevator button and waited for the red light to flash. Life
was getting to be too complicated.
A wave of loneliness swept over him. What he wouldn't give to go
home and find his sweet little Julie in bed waiting for him. Now that was
love; that was real love, something those cheap sluts Samantha and Susan

knew nothing about. Sex . . . that's all they could think about. Whew!
And that Ertha was no better, either. Who on earth Julie could call
that witch a friend, he couldn't understand. Man, she'd built up a
barricade twelve feet thick around Julie. No matter how many times he
called Ertha's apartment, the response was always the same. 'Sorry,
Julie's not here.'
But there had to be some way of getting hold of Julie, even if it
meant breaking into that apartment and abducting her. Just to hold her in
his arms, kiss her rosy cheeks and whisper sweet things in her ears . . .
The elevator door opened and he stepped in, his infected groin aching
with every cursed step.

* * *

"You what?" Ertha sat straight up in bed. "Horny for, or even
attracted to, but in love?"
Julie was sitting at the foot of her bed, and she'd just come back
from another afternoon with Joshua. This thing of Julie's about Joshua
was getting to be too much. Joshua was seeing her almost every day. But
Ertha was worried. Julie had been running around with her head up in the
clouds for two weeks now and she was obviously so intrigued with Joshua
that nothing else interested her. Roy had phoned almost every day and
somehow she'd managed to keep those heated conversations free of Julie's
ears. All Ertha heard around the place with was Joshua this and Joshua
that. She knew Joshua was one good lay, but she hadn't thought he was
that good, for heaven's sake! Ertha wondered what would happen when
Joshua showed his true colors to Julie, let her see what a fly-by-night
lover he was . . . and what his true interest in her was. She knew Joshua
couldn't keep his secret forever.
She wished that Julie would take her advice and not restrict herself
to just one male . . . but it was impossible to talk to her about anything
these days. Ertha decided, after this conversation now with Julie, to let
the whole thing run its course without interfering. It would all come out
in the wash soon enough, she thought, taking another sip of heir drink
while she turned on the hair dryer again.
When Julie dismissed herself and the sound of the shower spray
emanated through the adjoining wall, Ertha picked up her pink telephone
and dialed Joshua's number. "Damnit, Joshua, quit fucking around and
start setting up some tricks for Julie, would you? Man, don't play with
her head that way, she's a sweet chick and she doesn't deserve this
charade you've been playing with her."
Joshua listened, knowing Ertha was right. He hadn't been fair with
Julie, misleading her as he had. "Okay, okay. Just give me one more
night and I'll set the kid straight. Then we'll all be in business,
again."

* * *

Julie sat waiting for Joshua's call. He usually called between five
and six o'clock and since it was seven o'clock, she was sure he'd call any
minute.
As the hours passed and still he had not called, she began to grow
more and more nervous. He had not seemed terribly enthusiastic the last
time they met and when she asked him if he loved her, he seemed surprised
and answered very vaguely. Although she had accustomed herself to his
secrecy, there was a mysterious occurrence that happened every time he set
eyes on Ertha--almost as if they were exchanging thoughts whose subject
was she, Julie.
"Love? Why I really hadn't thought about it! Have you?" had been
Joshua's answer.
They had been in Ertha's 'office,' as they most often were during
their progressively wilder sex scene and Julie had lain back on the silken
pillow, turning her face so that he would not see her hurt. But
afterward, he had taken her so passionately with such obvious relish and
appetite, that she had been sure he was communicating his love in that
manner, rather than saying it with words. For, like Ertha, Joshua was the
type of person whose actions counted, not his words. It never occurred to
her that Joshua was interested in her for any other reason than to adore
her. Business and massage for money was the last thing she had in mind;
though, had she paid more heed to those secret glances exchanged between
her two best friends, she would have seen the true reason for his
affection.
Ertha came out of her bedroom, dressed to the teeth in her new calf-
length skirt and tight jersey. Now that Joshua and Julie were taking up
the evening hours in her romper room, she had been forced to use a less
appealing 'office' set up in the back of one of the Broadway topless bars
that Joshua managed on the side.
Ertha was beginning to feel sorry for Julie, since she knew that
Joshua would make his last call tonight. Joshua wanted no involvement,
she knew. Ertha felt a twinge of remorse about the situation she had
gotten Julie into. She had picked her out thinking Julie was just the
type of girl Joshua could use in his business, but it wasn't turning out
that way at all . . . not at all! She watched as Julie downed another
glass of wine which she had put in a water glass so she wouldn't have to
refill it so many times.
The wine had helped ease the pain Julie felt to some extent, but
there was a dull thudding in her head, replacing the mounting hysteria
inside her. The prospect of the end of another love before it had begun
was too cruel to contemplate. She began to think of Roy and how she'd
love to be with him now. . . how good it would be to have a true friend
who knew her well and would listen to her.
For a second she thought of phoning him, but the fear of hearing a
feminine giggle in the back ground kept her from doing so. Time would
bury the love for Roy . . .
She had about given up hope when Joshua called, but his request left
her startled and confused. The wine hadn't helped keep her head clear,
either.
"Julie, honey. I won't be able to make it tonight. But, listen.
How about making some extra cash? I've got a couple of buddies who don't
dig those massage parlor trips but who really get off on a good backrub.
How's about doin' it for 'em, huh, baby?"
When Joshua used that tone of voice, he could ask her to jump off the
Golden Gate Bridge and she'd comply. "Well . . . I . . ."
"Ah, come on, Baby. You can do it. Shit, Ertha's been making her
bucks that way for a long time, and she certainly hasn't suffered from it.
Come on, do it for Josh, huh?"
"Oh, all right," she heard herself say." "I guess . . .
Corby Lewis paid Joshua fifty dollars in cold, heartless cash and
jumped in the taxi. Man, tonight he was going to get himself a fine piece
of ass . . . clean hunk, too . . . none of this cheapo, kinky Broadway
meat. If Josh wasn't lying--and he seldom did to his clients--the woman
had to be tops. He only hoped she wouldn't fight too much when he socked
it to her. That was one of the advantages of dealing with the small-time
pimps; they were more selective with their clientele, and thusly, they
weren't standing outside the door listening to every grunt and groan.
Then, too, their clients kept coming back, once they got to know the
girls.
The taxi left him off in front of Ertha's apartment building; Corby
tipped the man an extra buck, since he felt generous after last night's
cocaine deal. He rang the buzzer to Ertha's apartment and waited,
adjusting the wide Brooke Brothers tie and pulling down the matching vest
to his three-piece suit. He was feeling in good spirits tonight after
splurging on his new wardrobe. He only hoped the anonymous woman inside
would appreciate what he'd gone through to look good.
He pressed the buzzer again. Inside Julie gulped the last dregs of
her wine and dizzily staggered toward the door, cursing Joshua as she
struggled with the double lock. She didn't understand any of it . . . why
he wasn't with her tonight, why he wanted her to go out with his friend .
. . and making extra bucks? What the hell did that mean? Sure, she knew
Ertha made her living giving massages, but that was Ertha. Ertha was
always different.
The chain fell free of the lock and Julie stepped aside as she let
Joshua's friend brush past her. Before she even saw his face she could
smell the sweetness of his after shave lotion. Well, at least the guy had
class, she thought with relief.
When he turned to introduce himself, a smile broke out on his face, a
smile she didn't understand the motive for. True, looked vaguely familiar
about him, but with those huge sun glasses covering half of his face, he
could have been anybody she'd seen on the street.
Julie introduced herself, and squinted up at the man who kept leering
at her. Her eyes were out of focus and she had a funny queasiness in her
stomach from not having eaten that day.
"Hello," she said, slurring her words. "Sit down and let me get you
a drink!" She waved her hand flamboyantly. She couldn't get a good look
at the Puerto Rican no matter how close he came. He was sitting next to
her now, and she decided she'd just give up trying to see him. She might
as well make the most of the evening . . . be happy, she told herself
"So you're Joshua's friend?" she said bitterly, camouflaging her hurt
with a forced grin that came out a sneer.
"That's right, honey . . ." he said, taking the glass of wine from
her, wondering when Roy's ex-old lady would recognize him. But he assumed
the natty suit threw her off guard; then, too, she was three sheets to the
wind already. No wonder she didn't recognize him. "How's about going
dancing later," he offered, plotting his revenge for the woman who had
refused him once.
Julie turned on the stereo and began madly gyrating her arms and legs
in an approximation of dancing to the music. All sense of propriety had
left her.
"Come on," said Corby grabbing her by the ann. "Let's catch a cab at
the comer."
"Empress Hotel, driver!"
Corby sank down into the taxi seat with a sigh. Julie hadn't even
heard the discrepancy in plans. That was good, but she was too snockered
to know much of what was going on. He wasn't going to touch her until
they got inside. This way, she'd never know who he was and, when Joshua
came down on him for treating his girls roughly, he .could deny the whole
scene and even demand his money back. He'd just say she was gone when he
got to Ertha's apartment. There was no proof.
The cab pulled up in front of the Empress Hotel, a ram-shackle
building on Broadway with a neon sign blinking! "Rooms . . . Transients .
. . Residents . . ."
It was just the place for what he had in mind, seedy and run down.
Tonight's my lucky night . . . he thought as he handed the driver the
money. This chick is so out of it I can probably get anything out of her.
He helped Julie out of the back seat. She was laughing at his
attempts to extricate her from the low seat. "Well . . . where are we?"
"Is there a floor show?"
"Sure, honey, sure."
The cab driver leaned way out of his window, looking Julie up and
down . . . "Nice looking broad you got there, mister!" he said.
"Wouldn't mind having a go at her myself."
"You're welcome to when I'm through!" Corby offered. The more the
better. It would serve the bitch right for refusing him once before.
"Hey, you serious?" the driver asked, a gleam coming to his eyes.
"It's not my ass . . . Ask the desk clerk for the room number . . ."
"Swell, buddy . . . See you later . . ." he said, stepping on the
gas.

ENTER
TEEN STEAM

Parts of the conversation had reached Julie but she didn't really
connect them with her. It seemed as though they were talking about
someone else. Some girl they both knew. She was looking around her
though, trying to figure out where she was. Before she could think about
it too long, Corby had grabbed her by the arm and was hurrying her into
the building.
A yellow light glowed from a naked light bulb as Corby passed the
night clerk. He dropped two dollars on the desk and was handed a key in
return.
"I think I'm gonna call Joshua now," Julie said, teetering against
Corby's tall frame. "It isn't a very nice place . . . where's the bar?"
"Shut up!" Corby said and hurried her down the corridor to a room on
the ground floor.
Once inside the door, Julie was sure that she wanted to leave . . .
something was going on that she didn't understand, and she had thought,
"Where's Ertha?" as she turned to face the bare room. Her dulled senses
had misled her into thinking that Ertha, motherly Ertha, would be there to
save her.
"I wanna drink . . ." she slurred as she turned around, lurching
toward the door. But her departure was halted suddenly as Corby grabbed
her by the arm and pulled her back toward him. When Julie tried to
protest, Corby let his right hand fly and it landed flat across her cheek
leaving a stinging red print on her white skin.
Tears streamed down Julie's face as the man pushed her down on the
bed.
"You will leave when I'm through with you, Julie . . . and this time
you can't say no!" And with that, he began tearing at Julie's clothes,
pulling them off her until she wore nothing but her garter belt and
stockings.
Julie had laid there motionless, unable to resist him, the blow
across her face made her terrified of coming to physical harm.
"Now, baby . . . you're going to do just what I tell you, aren't
you?"
"Hey, buddy, you in there?" It was the cab driver.
"Yea, friend . . . come on in . . . we're just getting started."
George Martin pushed open the door just enough to let himself in and
closed it swiftly behind him. Man, what a setup, he thought to himself
when he got a look at the naked beauty on the bed. I have landed in a pot
of gravy!"
"Have a seat," Corby said, pointing to the only chair in the room.
"Come on, Baby," he grunted to Julie. "Let's see you stretch those lips
for our friend here. After all, he was kind enough to drive us all the
way over here, now wasn't he?
Julie sat up tentatively in the bed trying to meet the eyes of either
of the men in the room. Why was this happening? she thought. How had
this happened to her?
But Corby was in no mood for delay. Grabbing her by the hair, he
pulled her off the bed, forcing her to kneel in front of him on the floor.
"Now crawl over to our friend!" he ordered.
Julie hesitated for a second and once again Corby's hands cracked
across her cheek. Julie cried out, but began crawling over to where
George sat. He straightened his legs and spread them apart so she could
crawl between them. And when she was kneeling between his spread thighs,
he tangled his hands in her short blonde hair and pulled it down, grinding
his crotch up at the same time against her face so that she could feel the
hardness of his already erect cock beneath the rough material of his
pants.
"Pull it out for me," he said, still rotating his crotch up against
her face.
She fumbled for a moment, but finally the huge fleshy instrument
burst into the air through the unzipped fly. George grabbed her hand and
wrapped it around the thick cudgel skinning it back so that the giant red-
fleshed head popped out from the thick foreskin a scant few niches from
her bulging eyes. Reaching around the back of her head, he pulled her to
him until her closed lips were pressed tightly against the slippery,
rubbery
tip.
But Julie refused to open her mouth. She pressed her lips together
as tightly as possible, trying in vain to pull away from George's grip.
Behind her, Corby had taken off his belt and he swung it at her, the
heavy leather strap landing square across her buttocks. And as her lips
parted to suck in the cool air expelled by the sudden shock of pain in her
quivering buttocks the thick pole of flesh rammed forward into the moist
saliva of her mouth.
Julie gagged as the huge fleshy instrument filled the entire cavity
of her mouth, but Corby held her firm.
"Don't forget, baby," Corby hissed at her. "If at any time our
friend here doesn't like what you're doing, my belt with will speak his
disapproval for him."
The hips on the chair began a slow undulation, the thick cock sliding
in and out of her mouth with a wet sucking sound.
Corby moved close to them to watch the purring of her cheeks as Corby
pushed up between her clasping lips. His grin widened with each grunt the
cab driver made ramming into her helplessly trapped face. He dropped his
belt on the floor next to Julie's kneeling body and began exploring her
body with his hungry hands, tweaking and twisting the small buds of her
nipples into hardness. His fingers kneaded her flesh hungrily as he
watched his companion's thick sword of flesh sawing into her wide-
stretched lips.
Julie began sucking to please, running her tongue wetly around and
around the slimy lubricated head. She had loved sucking Joshua's and
Roy's cocks, but this was different. She ran the tip of her tongue
teasingly into the tiny open slit of the moist gland until she could feel
it throbbing as though it had a life of its own and would erupt at any
moment into a great gushing fountain of sperm that would flow into her
mouth.
Oh, God! she thought. He would cum into her mouth! No, her mind
screamed . . . No! And in a moment of terror, her teeth closed tightly
down on George's throbbing prick.
" Aaaarnggg . . ." he screamed, pulling on Julie's hair until she
thought it might come out by the roots. "The bitch bit me!"
Corby picked up his belt from the floor and stood over Julie. The
belt whistled through the air and landed across her already reddened
buttocks. Tears of pain flowed down her face, but she began sucking on
George's prick once more, making sure her teeth were out of the way. She
would do anything, no matter what they demanded of her. They wanted her
to be a whore . . . she would be a whore! They wanted her to suck, she
would suck!
Her drunken mind droned on senselessly, the very helplessness of her
position excusing away the weird masochistic sensations arising erotically
deep inside her.
George skewered further and further into her mouth so that she could
feel the hard rubbery tip of the head of his cock grazing smoothly against
the back of her throat. Her mouth was filled with warm, moist saliva and
made a smooth hot sheath around his cock as it pumped faster and faster
into her face.
He looked down at her, a lust contorted face that glistened of savage
desire as he felt her begin to suck him with a moist, nibbling sucking
motion as he crushed his sweating loins at her face and ground his fingers
cruelly into the sides of her face. And suddenly he could hold back no
longer. He thrust his thick glistening cock deep into her mouth and
arched his pelvis up toward her face, pressing against her cheeks with the
tips of his fingers so that her mouth was tighter around it and he could
feel the full force of it. He gripped her head between his hands and with
his balls exploding with their juices, rammed his cock deep into her
throat.
Julie choked and sputtered for a long minute and finally George let
out a low moan as his hot sticky sperm shot in a thick hot stream deep
into her sucking mouth. He held her head in front of him with a vise-like
grip until he had emptied himself completely far back into the defensively
gulping recesses of her gullet.
Julie groaned as she continued sucking and her Adam's apple bobbed in
rapid rhythm, swallowing the gushing sperm squirting hotly into the warm
moistness of her mouth.
George released his grip on her face and collapsed in the chair. His
deflating cock slipped with a wet sucking noise from between her cum-
covered lips, a thin string-like trickle of white still connecting them
together.
Before Julie had even a chance to catch her breath, Corby was
dragging her across the floor, pulling up to her feet and pushing her face
down onto the bed.
"And now it's my turn, baby. This time you won't get away! Funny
you don't remember me, Julie. I don't consider that much of a compliment.
Here . . . look." He took off his glasses to reveal himself. "Now do you
remember me?"
"Oh, God, nooo . . ." Julie's past came back to haunt her. "Oh,
God, what do you want of me?" In that moment she hated Joshua, she hated
him more than death itself. He had betrayed her . . . sold her. "What
are you gonna do to me?" whimpered Julie.
"Don't you worry, baby . . . I'm an old hand at this back door stuff.
Comes from bein' Puerto Rican . . . know what I mean, man?"
Julie's drunken mind didn't understand what he meant and she resolved
herself to do whatever he wanted. If only it would . . . could be over
soon!
"Man, what an ass!" Corby thought. "I'm gonna love this!"
Through her haze, Julie felt his hands opening her naked buttocks,
drawing the cheeks wide apart. She tried to hold them tensed together,
but the pressure of his thumbs inserted in the moist crevice was too
great. As she felt the tip of his finger at the entrance of her naked
rectum, she clenched the puckered tiny lips tightly in a desperate effort
to stop the cruel penetration she knew was coming. He probed for a moment
on the outer edges of the small elastic circle and then shoved forward
with a grin, sinking the finger with a jerk up to the knuckle.
Julie jumped forward from the unexpected pain, her mouth wincing in
unheeded protest. He moved it around in the tight expanding hole in
preparation for what was to follow, sawing it in and out expanding the
tiny anus more and more.
Corby dug another finger into her tight hole and this time the pain
was almost unbearable.
"Aaaarrrgggghhh . . ." Julie screamed, her face digging into the
sleezy sheets of the bed. But Corby persisted, holding one hand at the
small of her back, pinning her to the mattress, his fingers digging
cruelly into her back passage, expanding it mercilessly as he twisted and
turned the fingers in the tight narrow hole. She was being skewered like
a helpless animal on a spit.
Then, as suddenly as his fingers had entered her virgin hole, they
were out. They came out almost reluctantly, the elastic ring of her anus
clinging to them until they popped out with a slight sucking sound. He
pushed the cheeks apart again with his hands and dropped his face into the
crevice. His tongue licked at the quivering hole teasingly, moistening
the tiny hole in readiness for their next attack.
"Kneel up, you little bitch!" he ordered from behind her.
Julie hesitated for a moment and felt Corby's hands on her hips,
jerking them down on the bed. Her buttocks were high in the air behind
her, waving as it open invitation to the cruel ravishment about to begin.
"Tickle my balls, whore!" She was at his mercy and he intended to
take full advantage of the situation. He was pleased that the cab driver
was still sitting on the chair watching this triumph over this bitch. He
was at his best when he could humiliate and especially if he had an
audience.
Julie had reached back and was stroking his hairy balls, treating
them like precious jewels, afraid she might hurt him and make him angry.
His knees behind her pushed her thighs wider apart, the hair of his legs
brushing hard against the insides of hers. She was held wide and helpless
completely at his mercy and she bit down on her lower lip to keep back the
tears of helpless frustration.
Corby's hands grasped harshly at her hips, holding them steady in the
air as she felt the long thick cock impress itself in the moist, naked
split of her behind. It was huge! She would never be able to take that
in her rectum without ripping her wide open.
Corby, in lewd triumph, sensed her horror and dug his hands into her
shoulders, pressing them hard against the mattress; she could not move.
His hands coursed greedily down over her defenseless buttocks, his thumbs
pressing on either side of the tiny puckered anal mouth stretching it
wide. Then she felt a probing between the thumbs that was soft and
rubbery at first and then grew into a hard unresisting bluntness. And
then suddenly it felt as if a tree trunk were trying to burst into her
body.
"Oooohhh . . . NO! Noooooo!!" she screamed. "It's too big! Oh, My
God! Noooooo!"
But there was no escape. His thighs thrust her thighs forward; his
arms held her hips back at his. She was helpless.
"Push back!" he yelled.
She could barely think. Every way was pain and more pain. She
pushed back and opened her ass as if by deliberate effort, that final
centimeter. It was like flicking a Band-Aid off a wound. His penis
surged right into her rectum, solid and painful, but at least he could not
go any further.
Julie's breath hissed in and out from between her tightly clenched
teeth. It was like having her asshole shored up with huge supports, like
some giant battering ram. She groaned in anguish, hung on the end of the
rock hard cock like a pig on a giant roasting spit.
Corby began to saw rhythmically and without mercy deep into the soft
depths of her back passage, bringing further sobs of pain and misery from
her tortured lips. She had never felt so low and debased in her life as
he levered up on his knees and began to lunge the full length of his
punishing cock into her with long smooth strokes.
"Aaaarrrggghhh . . ." he groaned. "God, it's tight!" he hissed,
throwing his head back in ecstasy from the hot clasping flesh enveloping
it. She couldn't stand the pain much longer. She had to end it, she had
to and she prayed for the stretch to please him. She began to move
backward to meet the forward thrust of his loins. She began to undulate
her body and move her buttocks in tiny circles. She even began to feel
excited through the pain.
Kneeling above her, Corby watched the reddish skin of the little
round hole drawn back with his prick, clutching it as if it didn't want to
come out. He watched his prick disappear right up her ass with every
stroke. It went right in so that not a half inch of it showed and then it
moved about in her tight resistant passage with the knob straining out as
if it were going to burst.
He began to rub rapidly into her, hard and fast, battering her
quivering buttocks with his hips. He gripped her waist hard with his
fingers, squeezing the spare flesh into odd shapes, His mouth opened and
wouldn't close again. His breath whirled out of it in long, broken gasps.
He stared at her slender body as he spread the thighs wide and pulled her
buttocks apart even more with his hands. He wanted to skewer her like a
carcass, split her body wide open. His prick was huge and heavy, loaded
with weight as if it had ripened in the last seconds.
"Oh, Christ!" he gasped above her, incoherent words sputtering and
shoved forward with a mighty thrust that almost tore through the walls of
her quivering belly and shuddered his hot thick cum in wave after wave
into the depths of her rectum. She knelt slave-like in front of him, her
buttocks still waving high in the air and pressed tight back against his
hairy loins as he poured his sperm deep inside her anal hole, filling her
soft rectum to the bursting point with warm, sticky wetness. He groaned
his final delight and collapsed on top of her, crushing her ravished body
flat down against the mattress.
"I wanta fuck 'er now," the desk clerk's voice came from the doorway.
"That is, if you fellas don't mind."
"Mind?" Corby panted. "Not if you give me my couple of bucks back
for the room."

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