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"Fuck you, Joshua! Don't you have any better sense than that?" Ertha
cursed. She clasped the telephone in her hand restraining herself from
cursing further.
"Hey, don't get hot with me, Ertha! I can't help it he took her to a
hotel."
"The poor chick is in a nervous state. And it's your fault! Christ,
now I don't know what to do with her!"
She took the phone and walked down the hallway to the massage room,
putting her ear to the door.
Loud wet sounds emanated from inside.
."O.K. She's busy now but she'll have time at nine tonight."
She hung up and placed the phone back on the hook. Then she returned
to the den door.
Julie was finishing her last customer for the day . . . good! All
she needed now was a few drinks in her in the morning and then for the
rest of the day anything, and that meant anything, was fine with her.
Ertha had never seen anyone change so quickly in her life. After she'd
finally returned from the night at the hotel, she hadn't been the same
since. From that night on, she had lapsed into a catatonic state that
lasted for two days in which she rarely spoke, except to degrade herself.
Then one morning she'd gotten up, just as though nothing had ever
happened, except for the fact that she seemed distracted and vague.
Ertha had found her at the breakfast table downing a glass of
burgundy wine. She turned and studied Ertha silently. "I want to be
fucked . . . don't care who it is."
In her loins she felt a dull aching, a need to have a big cock
churning high in her cunt. All her other feelings had gone, almost burned
out by the sequence of shocks she had been through. All that was left was
the physical and Julie had an overwhelming need to quell the fury in her
belly.
Ertha had shrugged and tried her with an old customer that afternoon,
watching through a slit in the door to make sure that all went well and
that Julie didn't do anything odd. But everything had gone perfectly and
Ertha couldn't tell if Julie was faking when she begged the man to fuck
her. She smiled goodbye to the man, picked up the money and smiled to
herself.
Every day she begged Ertha to let her see more and more customers
complaining that there weren't enough to appease the strange, hungering
lust in her loins. What Ertha didn't see were the tears that Julie shed
when she was alone in her room waiting for the next customer. Something
had snapped inside her and there was just enough vestige of her former
self left in her to make her regret the sad condition she had come to, but
not enough to enable her to control herself. Alcohol was the element that
fused her personalities, making the day one long blur . . . a succession
of cocks that impaled her, making her whisper and cry out until orgasm
once more gave her a reality to hang onto.
Ertha tried to convince Julie to quit drinking, telling her that for
one thing it would ruin her looks, and secondly, her insides would age too
fast. Julie nodded as if she'd heard, but her blank, expressionless eyes
told another story. She just wanted to go and lie down and wait for the
next customer.

* * *

Julie took a nip out of her private bottle that she kept in her
dresser. Her mind was practically blank as it nearly always was these
days. Thinking was such a painful process. But there was that now, ever
constant, tingling between her legs, reminding her without cease that she
was still a human being, still a woman and with a woman's needs.
Tonight, though she didn't know it, there would be no customers, and
Ertha had not felt well all day, preferring to stay in her room and nurse
her cold. It was the first day off either of them had for two months now.
Ertha found it a relief, but Julie was pained.
And so when the door bell rang at seven thirty and a customer
insisted on service, Julie took it upon herself to satisfy him. By now,
her services had gone beyond mere massage, stretching to more complicated
kinds of sex. He'd satisfied her . . . momentarily. When he left, she
lay on the sofa staring at the ceiling in a semi-stupor. It seemed like
only seconds when the doorbell rang a second time.

* * *

Roy smoked a second cigarette in half an hour and squished out the
smoldering ash with the heel of his boot. He'd been standing outside of
Ertha's apartment building and, when he saw a man come out an hour after
entering, he stopped to inquire, thinking perhaps the man might know
Julie. Then, too, there was a silly smirk on the man's face that roused
the suspicion in Roy's mind.
He knew Ertha was of the sultry sort, having met her only once, and
Corby Lewis had made some rather insinuating comments about the way Ertha
made her living. That, combined with the knowledge that Julie was the
impressionable sort, easily swayed by others attitudes and opinions, set
him on edge.
"Yeah, she's in there," the man said. "Hot little number, too.
Shit, man!" he said, rubbing his balls. "She's fuck you crazy."
When Roy saw his Julie answer the door, clothed in a filmy rose-
colored peignoir, he could not believe that he was seeing right. He took
two steps into the room, blood rising under his collar with each step he
took.
"Julie . . ." he said . . . and then louder, still disbelieving,
"Julie!"
Julie heard the voice before she really looked at him. The voice was
the same one that had called her by endearments for the past two years.
It was Roy, her boy friend!
Julie's head snapped back to attention and she moved faster than she
had for days. She jogged toward the bathroom. She had to get away! God,
the look in his eye to see her dressed in a peignoir at five in the
afternoon, with her hair a mess and the tell-tale scent of male love
juices smeared between her legs and about her mouth. He couldn't see her
like this! The adrenaline shot through her system arousing the depths of
shame hiding in the recesses of her mind, allowing the full horror of what
was happening, of what had been happening even, to flood her brain with
unwanted knowledge. though his heart was breaking, as though someone had
shot him, and he clutched at his chest and then at his stomach, fearing he
would throw up then and there.
Roy caught hold of Julie's gown before she could reach the bathroom
door, pulling her back toward him. His hand ground down onto her wrists
forcing her to her knees in front of him. Julie screamed hysterically,
crying out . . . NONONONO! It isn't true, it isn't true . . ."
But her words had no meaning to her boy friend as he began to slap
her about the head. "So this is what you've been doing . . . this is your
roommate . . . This is your house . . . this is where you turn your
tricks! Where you massage and fuck your johns!"
With each 'this' his hand had come down hard against Julie's cheeks,
battering her head to and fro like a volley ball.
"What the hell is goin' on?" yelled Ertha from the bedroom, wondering
what all the fracass was about. She stood in the doorway of her room,
handkerchief to her nose, and yelled, "Oh, God, it's Roy. I gotta get
outta here!"
"Hell you will, slut. You get back in here," Roy yelled. "This is
probably your doing anyway. And believe me, you'll pay for it . . .
you'll both pay for it!"
He brought Julie to her feet, pulling her up by the wrists. She was
still sobbing as he threw her over to the wall and pointed towards Ertha's
bedroom.
"You! Take off your clothes!" he yelled at Ertha.
Ertha hesitated, fear eating her.
"Make it snappy! You think I ain't seen a naked whore before! And
you, too, Julie!" The words rang sarcastically throughout the room.
He could hardly contain himself. He wanted to kill her. He loved
her but he wanted to kill her! A whore! What on earth could he do? He
couldn't kill her, she was his only love and yet, she had to pay for it.
He watched as the two women began to slowly disrobe, his Julie on the
bed, sobbing as she removed the sheer peignoir, Ertha taking off her
dress. As he watched them he ground his teeth together in anger and
frustration.
"You two bitches . . . Yes, that's fight . . . Let's see what your
customers have been getting!"
Julie crouched nude on the bed, her breasts large and creamy white,
trembling as her shoulders shook uncontrollably. She had her legs tucked
under her, trying to cover as much of her nakedness as possible. Ertha by
the door, stood in all of her glory, the black swatch of her pubis jutting
forward like a badge of courage. Her figure was almost as perfect as
Julie's and she stood now defiantly, as though her nudity might be a
weapon against Roy. Her mind was racing. What was he going to do? She
cursed the day she had gotten Julie involved in her business. This was
all she needed . . . Her best bet was to cooperate.
Roy took his hot gaze off of Julie's fearfully quaking form and
coolly appraised Ertha. His fury was growing with every second that
passed and his mind searched wildly for an answer.
" You . . . get over there on the bed! You're going to give a little
performance with my lady! You're whores, aren't you? Let's see how good
you are!"
"No . . . NO!" Julie whimpered on the bed. "Roy, let me go . . . I
promise . . ."
"Shut up! I don't care what you promise . . . don't you dig it!
Your name is whore! Not Julie, whore!"
Julie shivered, lowering her head to her folded arms. Ertha sat down
on the bed next to her, wondering just what Roy had in mind.
Julie's body was covered with nervous perspiration, and her forehead
felt hot. Her breasts heaved against her arms and her hands were tightly
clenched.
Ertha had been trying to remain passive, but it was impossible. She
had been in some bizarre situations before, but this was the worst yet.
"All right, you . . . yes, you!" he said gruffly, looking at Ertha.
"Get to work on her!"
"But . . .?"
"You heard me. Do it to her! I want to see how she likes it!"
"But I . . ." Ertha hesitated. Julie looked up and stared at Ertha
in horror.
"But nothing . . . NOW!"
Julie's hand trembled and her lips quivered as she mumbled and edged
away from Ertha . . . "NO . . . no," she said, understanding exactly what
Roy had in mind.
"Yeah, Julie . . . she's gonna do it to you . . . and I'm gonna
watch!" he said sadistically, a part of himself hating himself for doing
this to the woman he loved.
The words sent a white shock of terror through Julie . . . her head
went dizzy and she knew it was all over for her now . . . She had reached
the bottom of the barrel. First, Don betrayed her, then Joshua, and now
Roy.
"I can't . . . just can't . . ." she cried fiercely, but even as the
words came out, Ertha's hands were on her breasts and she knew that she
would have to go through with it.
Julie gave a start as she felt Ertha's fingernails tracing lines
along her breasts moving over the white skin.
Roy sank into a chair and sat back to watch, a twisted grin marring
his handsome features. This would be good. He'd get back at her anyway
he could for doing this to him . . . for doing this to both of them.
"Unfold those arms. Lie back . . . Let her get at you!" he
commanded.

ENTER
TEEN STEAM

Julie obediently lay back on the bed, and Ertha shifted her position
so that he could get at her better.
"You got nice, tits, Julie," Roy cried out. The words seemed to burn
holes into Julie's nipples which were fully exposed now and hard from
nervous excitement.
Ertha began to tweak her nipples and Julie whimpered in pain.
Roy surveyed the sensual outline of Julie's figure. She was
beautiful, he thought. Almost too beautiful.
Tears of shame ran down Julie's cheeks as she endured the
manipulations of her nipples by Ertha's agile fingers.
"More than that!" Roy yelled out.
And Ertha whispered through her teeth at Julie. "Open your legs!"
Julie obediently opened her legs for a few inches and then a few more
inches.
Roy could see directly into her soft, fleecy pussy and he felt a
surge of unwanted emotion rush through his cock. His face flushed and he
coughed to clear his throat.
Ertha let one hand wander down to Julie's well-rounded belly and then
her fingers moved across the gaping raw pussy flesh that was so
vulnerable, nestled between the young girl's warm quivering thighs.
Julie jerked and tried to get away, but Ertha held her back, fairly
grunting out to her.
"Okay. Cut the act. You know you've been dying to get anything you
could up your twat for the last couple months. Well . . . this is not
going to be a prick, but knowing you, you'll like it just as well."
Julie's soft pink slit gleamed with moisture that was clearly visible
across the room as she lay frightened out of her wits, more naked than she
had ever been, more degraded than anyone had ever been in the history of
the world. She knew that Roy was looking directly into her burning cunt,
the same orifice that had shamed him so thoroughly. God, she had been
sinful! And now she had no choice but to submit to the vile, filthy
touches of the woman who had taken her in. She hated herself for putting
Ertha in that situation.
"Aaaahhh!" she cried out as Ertha's hand suddenly made wet contact
with her pussy lips. The slender fingers thrust tip first one knuckle,
then two, up into the tender flesh of her cunt.
"She'll go wild in a minute, Roy," Ertha said, beginning to grow more
courageous.
This was turning out to be a job just like any other . . . and she
could handle it, she figured. She could handle it very well!
"Don't talk so much. Pay attention to what you're doing!" Roy
replied, shifting uneasily in his chair. He thought he would be able to
watch this without emotion but maybe he couldn't after all. Yet he
remained in his seat.
With expertise which came from handling her own private parts so
often, Ertha began to smooth her fingers up and back, round and round in
the warm wet recesses of Julie's cunt, while her other hand tucked under
her buttocks, pulling Julie's loins forward to meet her searching hand.
Her large, milk-white breasts swung down as she moved over Julie and their
nipples grazed the soft flesh of Julie's thighs.
"Unnnnnnnnnn!" Julie called out and then, "Unnnnnngh!" again, as the
steady sawing motion of Ertha's fingers began to elicit a moist reaction.
The scraping against her streaming cuntal walls, the pounding against her
cervix . . . she couldn't hold up under it! Like a woman being pulled
into the ocean by a strong undertow, she screamed:
"Oh, help me! God, help me!" and then she started an obscene
screwing upwards of her buttocks, wriggling her crotch, legs flailing,
arms awry.
"I told you she'd open up!" Ertha cried, trying to keep up with the
bucking feminine body beneath her.
"Good Lord!" Roy muttered to himself. He'd never seen anything like
it!
Julie made one last effort to control herself, but it was no good.
The very hideousness of her predicament was now working against her. Her
pussy had that old tingling, that old need for satisfaction. Her longing
knew no shame as she moaned her lust loud and clear.
Then Ertha bent over her, lowering her entire body onto Julie,
squashing her big tits against Julie's, squirming her well-stacked hips
against Julie's, belly to belly, while her hand ground on in the quivering
fleece-lined lips of Julie's pussy. It had been a while now since Ertha
had last made it with a woman, and it had been too long.
"Go with it, Julie. Go with it, honey . . . It'll be okay. Let
yourself go and cum . . ." Ertha hoarsely rasped, growing more and more
excited.
And indeed, it did feet like a man's prick shoving high into her
burning cunt. To Julie it suddenly became every man she had ever slept
with, from her husband Roy on down to the lowest crumb in a dirty hotel .
. . and yet it was more than that . . . it was . . . a woman's body . . .
Ertha's body . . .!
Julie was really lost now to the world, to Roy and to herself. She
had to attain the incredible heights that reached down to her now . . .
the unbelievable fucking was drawing all the juices out of her and she was
climbing, climbing, cumming, cumming, hips working, arms working, eyes
rolling, crotch pressed to Ertha's crotch, pussy shattering. "Oooo!
OOOOOO!" The bliss flowed in her and around her, spreading its relief
through her sweat soaked body as she choked out her ecstasy in a mind-
blowing earth-shaking orgasm.
Roy watched the lewd sight with his eyes almost bulging out of his
head. In all his life he'd never seen a woman cum like that. And she had
been with another woman! A strange fury of another kind began to invade
him, adding to the anger he had already felt. His big cock had been in
full erection for a long time now, and he could feel it swelling to even
greater proportions as he stood up, staring down at the final spasms of
his girl friend and the whore who was fucking her. He could see the
fluids seeping from both their cunts as he peered between their entangled
legs.
Reaching down, he grabbed Ertha by the shoulder and pulled her off of
Julie. Her face red with emotion, hair stringy and hanging in her eyes
from the workout she'd been through, Ertha stood glaring at Roy. His hand
pointed toward the door. "Get out!" he said quietly.
Ertha moved quickly toward the door, wondering if she should call the
police or call Joshua. She had no idea what Roy would do to her best
friend Julie now.
Roy looked down at Julie. She was lying face down on the bed now,
sobbing into the pillow. Roy knew what he was going to do and he knew
what it meant. But so far as he was concerned he had no choice at that
point. It was all a part of something that had started a long time ago.
He quietly got out of his clothes and then looking down at Julie again,
his big cock sticking out fiercely from his pubic hair, his brawny chest
covered with the same dark masses of curls. Julie looked up at him.
It seemed that his face got closer and closer to hers, his eyes
burning into hers, and then his big thick rock hard cock was worming its
way into her moist, waiting cunt, poking furiously then, without
resistance, sinking in. He was holding both her arms down on either side
of the bed and this he intended for his beautiful Julie . . . to feel his
cock. She was fighting him, but he held her hard, forcing her legs apart
with his own legs. She squirmed vainly as his cock penetrated her tight
cunt. He grinned down at her savagely as it sunk in to the hilt, his
balls slapping hard into the open crevice Of her upturned ass and her
groans like music to his ears. Her silken pussy covering up the tough
sheath of his prick like some fine moistened material, fitting snugly
against it, tightening around it. He began to move hard and fast,
scrambling down on to her letting her feel all the strength of his hips
and thighs. He could feel the rawness of her pussy slipping all around
his hot bursting cock. He fucked her with all his might, wanting to hurt
her, to humiliate her as she had him. He stroked her hard with each
forward blow into her cervix, hearing her cry out in shameful ecstasy,
moaning and staring grassy-eyed up at him.
He wanted to kill her with his cock, wanted to hurt her, humiliate
her, and shame her forever and, in that instant, when Julie began to
return his thrusts, he realized the meaning of insanity. He hedged on the
thin red line; wanting to love her, yet at the same time, kill her.
His tempo built as wet smacking noises resounded through the room and
he lunged at her cruelly until their bodies were gyrating wildly and
uncontrollably on the bed. Julie's ass rotated against Roy's groin as
blindly she squirmed and jerked, spewing out orgasmic fluids all around
his raging cock every few seconds.
"Oh, OH, oh, yessssss! Oh, Royyy! Fuck meee!" she cried out. "Oh,
baby, love me! Oh, God, Roy, I love YOU."
Roy stared down at her and stopped for a second. "What? Did you say
you loved me? But how?"
"Oh, don't stop, Roy. Fuck me . . . fuck me . . . oh, Roy. There's
never been anyone else but you. Pleeeeeease!"
Roy stared down at Julie. She wasn't a whore anymore, she was Julie.
His Julie. The Julie he'd loved for two years and thrown away for a cheap
night s stand that only gave him VD. Tears came to his eyes. He clutched
her tightly. "Oh, Jesus, Julie.
Oh, God, Julie," he whimpered. "Baby, I love you. Oh, honey, let's
cum . . . cum together . . ."
Roy knew he would have to cum now or he would die. This one had to
be it! He gasped, feeling his loins bursting and giving into the strength
of her arms around his neck, exploded deep inside her, falling upon her
and shooting his hot liquid cum deep into the fiery furnace of her open
womb.

* * *

When it ended, they collapsed together, both crying and laughing at
the same time, a moment of magic . . . of forgiving, understanding, and
every positive emotion imaginable washed over them.
Next door, hearing the last of the cries and sobs Ertha put on her
robe and peeked through the door of her bedroom to see Roy and Julie
embracing. She'd heard the forgiving words and she stood there shaking
her head, muttering to herself: "I'll never understand men."

Chapter 9

Ertha never thought she'd be a bridesmaid, yet the low-necked organdy
dress did well to accentuate her large breasts. Julie hadn't protested
when she'd refused to wear a bra, and that pleased Ertha. Au natural . .
. the only way to fly for a sultry woman like herself.
The dark haired woman yanked up the bodice of her dress, raising her
breasts a couple of inches. The organ music began a slow grind and slowly
she started up the aisle, heading toward Joshua who was to be her
counterpart in this strange play at love. He too, looked awkward in his
tuxedo, but it was part of the game, and it pleased Julie; that's what
counted.
Love is bizarre, she mused, rocking a little nervously on her high
heels as she by-passed the fifth row of church pews. Strange indeed. She
wished Julie and Roy well, of course, but she couldn't avoid the feeling
of having been shut out somehow. That experience at love with Julie had
been a rare one . . . rare and beautiful as a black pearl. Such passion
happens only once, and with Julie it had been special. A tingle of
intimate pride raced through her at the realization that she had seen
Julie in her darkest moments, her weakest moments, and her strongest. And
she, Ertha, had been a part of them all . . . a catalyst, so to speak.
Looking up, squinting against the colored lights beaming through the
stained glass windows, Ertha caught in Joshua's eye a glimmer . . . a
glimmer unlike any she'd seen coming from him before. An incongruous
thought struck her: Maybe she, too, could learn to love and forgive as
Julie had. She saw Joshua in a different light then and that pleased her.
Who could tell, maybe next month the bells would ring for her. Yes, that
would make sense of these complexities. Very much sense.

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