All About Ellie-1
Entering the Top to Bottom tavern, they were a strange pair,
a very young man who was obviously out of place and a sensuous
woman in a corset with garter belts, covered by an even shorter,
hanging, lacy teddy. It was evident that they had both been
drinking.
The place was almost empty except for a group of four, black,
Caribbean, Hispanics at a nearby table and another pair
of husky workmen in a back booth near the entrance to the
rest rooms and the bartendress, a voluptuous, young woman.
Note: This 4-part series fills the gap between the two major
series: After the Orgy & Sea of Flesh. Next to Charolette,
Ellie is the major character in Sea of Flesh. She needs a
long introduction.
Her name was Ellie, and she was carrying a forged green card.
With long, flowing, auburn hair and the elongated face
of the IndianHispanic so prevalent in the mountains of
South America. This sensuous woman radiated a warm vitality
seldom encountered in Northern women. Every so often,
there appears a woman who has been either blessed or cursed
(according to how you look at it) with a severe overdose
of sex drive. That went double for Ellie.
She now lived with her brother who had also entered the country
illegally. Back in their village, her escapades had disgraced
the family and alienated the local prelate, who was rumored
to have a small cock, especially after she disdained his
advances. Now, in America, she was in her glory. Her brother
brought men home for her every night, and still, she wasn't
satisfied.
Ellie had the Indian susceptibility for alcoholism which
went along perfectly with her nymphomania. The more she
drank, the hornier she got; and the hornier she got, the
more she drank.
"Doncha remember me, Ellie?" a sultry voice
slurred.
"Let me theenk. Eeet's Charla, isn't eet?
Thee ladee weeth all thee men." Even though Ellie
was half drunk, Larry's and Charolette's well
lubricated condition didn't escape her. The way they
had entered none too steady on their feet and clinging together
like lovers, she wasn't ready for Charolette's
next revelation
"Close enough, Ellie, an this ish my son, Larry. Larry
meet Ellie."
"Your son! I thought, I thought ... Well, thees is
certainly deeference."
Being drunk, herself, Ellie tried to enunciate clearly.
Leaning over so her smooth, full, elongated breasts dangled
in the pair's faces, the bartending beauty continued,
"You have both been dreenking, I can tell.
Then she added, Eet's no good for a loose moother an
so hansome a son to dreenk together. Theeengs can happen."
Ellie, already horny, felt an even greater surge of excitement
well up in her abdomen.
"Things happen all the time."
"Theengs happen when you come here. Thass for sure."
"We're on martini's, Ellie, an we've
got a li'l buzz on. Make 'em big, 'cause now
we're gonna get ourselves seriously deranged so more
things can happen."
Just then, the phone rang and Ellie answered, "Aaalooow,
the Top to Bottom, .... Oooww, Hii, Hon." Because
of Ellie's arousal, when she heard the voice of a would
be lover, she was compelled to squirm her sensuous, bulbous
ass suggestive of her rut. Larry watched Ellie's rear
end as she spoke.
"She's got a nice ass, " Larry slurred
to his mother. Ellie certainly did have a nice ass. It was
quite broad, round and protuberant, but managed somehow
to taper within the context of her lank.
"This bitch knows what to do with it too, Hon, "
Charolette told her son.
"Oooow no, Rocky! I got thee dates right after work.
How about tomorrow ... Ohhh no I forgot, I got dates then,
too."
"Sounds like her ass gets her a lot of dates."
Larry's prick stiffened as he said that.
"No, deeeferent dates, all weeth deeferent men."
she added cupping one of her breasts.
Charolette whispered drunkenly back to her son, "You're
almosh right, Hon, iss what she does with that ass, an thass
why she'sh got all those dates, an we're gonna
try an get you in on the action, so you find out juss what she
does with that nice ass."
"Yeeuw know me, " she crooned wiggling the
ass they were admiring. "I'm veerree hot blooded.
Yes I admeet it, mahneee men." With that, she removed
her hand from her breast and blew a kiss over to the 4 dark
men sitting at the table.
"I'll be free later, " Ellie continued,
unconsciously reaching in her blouse to fondle an elongated
breast, half listening to the would be lover on the other
end of the line and half thinking about the drunk mother
and son sitting behind her.
Why don you an your friends come over an preeck me up ...
I mean peek me up at, say, two hours after meeednight, an
we'll all go to a motel. My other lovers aren't
gonna stay all night. My brother won't allow that.
..."
"No, no! Not tonight! No! Not tomorrow night, thee
nex night! I have maneee, maneee lovers tonight an maneee
lovers tommorrow night, too! Three nights from now."
"They ... how you say it in America? When they're
is two lovers, it's ... how they say eet ....... Yes,
when it's three, it's a good theeng. ... Weeth
you, I have three, but that's not a crowd. I like eet
when I have three or four or five lovers before a date."
"Listen to that, Larry. She'sh drunk, too. Get
ready to show her youre your cock. You're gonna love
that bitch tonight!"
"..... Hokay, that's good. Day after tomorrow,
eef they say it's hokay, Geeeve me your number, an I'll
call you...." Then, to Charolette, "Have you
got thee pencil?"
As she was asking, one of the Caribbeans from the table,
shouted, "Ellie! Wee need refills, " in Spanish.
Larry fished an old pencil stub out oh his jeans, and when,
Ellie saw that, she pushed a paper napkin across to him and,
then, said into the phone, "Geeve eet me slow. ...
Hokay 555 6969."
Larry managed to scrawl it and went to hand it to Ellie, but
Charolette grabbed it and whispered to her son, "The
guy she's talkin to still hasn't got a date for
tonight or tommorrow night, an it soundsh like he has othersh
with him. Thass where I come in, or less say, thass where
I hope I cum."
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