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CHAPTER SIX

That evening at supper, Bobbie could hardly keep her part of the conversation going. She felt simply awful for playing the part of a young boy to the unsuspecting Mrs. Williams while Dan leered at her from time to time or touched her knee under the table. After helping with the supper dishes, Dan invited her into the front room to share a little wine with him and his wife.

Mrs. Williams seemed in a romantic mood as she cuddled against her husband and whispered things to him. She wasn't a bad-looking woman, merely plain. Her short red hair was styled attractively. It was plain to Bobbie that she'd fixed herself up especially to attract her husband.

"I think I'll go to my room," Bobbie murmured and started towards the stairs.

Mrs. Williams seemed happy that she'd be alone with her husband now, but Dan gave Bobbie a parting glance that caused shivers to go up her spine. It also made her feel awful inside. She knew that the big handsome man would rather fuck her than his own wife. And she couldn't entirely ignore the hot thrill she'd felt as his eyes had momentarily undress her.

Even with her bedroom door closed and locked, she began to remember how it had felt to have his enormous cock sliding into her cunt. It had been so hot and slick, and her cunt had been rubbed so fantastically…

Bobbie stripped off the uncomfortable elastic that held her throbbing tits. How much longer could she go on with this performance of hers? How much longer could Dan fool his wife?

"Maybe I should chance it and run away. Maybe he's just bluffing about telling the cops all those lies."

The sound of her own voice didn't inspire as much confidence as she'd hoped. She finished undressing and climbed into bed. But she was feverish between her slender thighs. Her cunt tingled whenever she moved. The slightest brush of her pajamas against her mound made her tremble and groan.

Maybe what Dan had told her was true. Maybe after a girl found out about fucking, she became obsessed by it.

"I've just got to get it out of my mind."

But turning onto her belly, her nipples were tickled by the flannel of her pajamas, and she pumped her young cunt mound against the bed, losing herself for a moment as the thrills concentrated around the squishy flesh of her clit.

"Ohhh… ohhh God! Ohhhhh, that feels so nice!"

But it didn't feel quite nice enough. Bobbie reached over to turn off her lamp, telling herself that she was going to behave like any normal teenaged girl who was tired and needed rest. She was going to turn over and go to sleep and forget all about sex, forget about the immoral things Dan had done to her.

Then she was staring at the bedpost again and it seemed to shimmer and turn into Dan's huge cock right before her eyes!

"Maybe some milk would make me sleepy," she sighed, swinging her legs out of bed.

Knowing that the Williamses would be in bed by now, she didn't bother with the elastic band for her tits. She padded barefoot down the steps and tiptoed through the darkened front room.

The milk did taste good, and she had two glasses. But on her way back through the house, she heard a moan from the downstairs bedroom. Pausing at the foot of the steps, she waited, her breath quickening. The moan came again – longer, more passionate.

"I've got to get upstairs and go to bed," Bobbie said through clenched teeth.

But her feet just wouldn't start up the steps. She was breathing funny and her nipples tingled against her pajamas again. With a smothered sigh, she turned and headed down the long hall that led to Dan and Mary's bedroom. The door was ajar and light streamed into the hallway. Bobbie kept to the shadowed side, inching close enough to peek in.

What she saw made her grab both tits and squeeze hard.

Mary Williams was on top of her husband, straddling him as she knelt there, her open cunt pressed against the swollen tip of Dan's cock. He touched her hips, guiding her back, but the red haired woman didn't need to be guided. She rocked wildly, pumping her juicy cunt against his hard prick as her big tits swayed over his chest.

"Ohhh, yeah, Dan! Ohhhh. I needed this so bad! You've been so busy lately, it seems. Ohhhh, it's going in!"

With a wet sliding sound, the tip of Dan's hard-on disappeared between Mary's plump cuntlips. She dipped her ass suddenly, thrusting and rubbing against the stiff penetration.

Bobbie turned away. She knew if she stayed there any longer, she'd be in even worse shape than she already was. She headed back to the kitchen. She seen a salami in the door of the refrigerator earlier that day and remembered how cock-like it seemed. Sure enough, it was still there!

"Oh, it's cold!"

But Bobbie knew that it wouldn't be cold long. She hid it under her pajamas and hurried through the house again. The moans from Dan and Mary's bedroom were louder now, and she held a hand over one ear as she clutched the salami between her tits with the other one.

Safely in her room, Bobbie Ann was panting with anticipation. She turned off the lights and eased her pajama bottoms down enough to press the rounded tip of the salami against her hot plump cunt mound. The little knot at the end excited her clit as she rubbed it back and forth. Her juices quickly slickened the firm phallus of lunchmeat. Her fingers fit around it just like they had around Dan's big prick.

"Oh, I wish I didn't have to do this," she babbled. "I'm so ashamed."

But she wasn't ashamed enough to stop. With the sheet up around her neck, she nestled deeper into the warm bed, both hands pulling at the hunk of salami as she forced it into her tight young cunthole. It parted her muscles suddenly, and as the thing slipped into her, Bobbie Ann humped her back down into the bed, thrusting gently at the wonderful friction. "Nhhhuuhhhh!"

It wasn't nearly so hot and exciting as when Dan had spread her legs and really put it to her, but it was good! It was something to till the aching emptiness inside her.

Bobbie Ann kicked her pajamas the rest of the way off. Naked from the waist down now, she bent her knees back until her heels rested against her ass. Now her pussy was really open, and the juicy salami went in deep – very, very deep!

"Rrrruuhhhh," she groaned, pumping furiously.

Her clit throbbed as she let her fingers tease its juicy heat. Less than five minutes from the time she'd pushed the salami into her cunt, she was coming – thrashing violently against the bed as her breath hissed from between her teeth.

She jerked her legs down straight, pressing her thighs tightly around the penetrating shape. Flopping in the last few seconds of her climax, she felt her muscles squeezing at the thing inside her as if trying to suck the hot sap from it. Then her twitching body rode past the consuming pleasure and she began to relax, her eyes closed with fatigue.

It felt good to have that salami inside her. She didn't pull it out. She lay there, her thighs pinched closed as slumber took her. Her dreams were of hot male mouths licking at her, sucking at her. When she awoke, it was to a tapping at the door.

"Who is it?"

She sat up in panic. It was nearly dawn. Then she remembered who she was and where she was sleeping.

"Come on, baby, let me in."

"No, Dan. I'm… I'm about to get in the shower."

Bobbie swung her legs out of bed and the firmness inside her reminded her that she'd gone to sleep with that salami jammed between the lips of her cunt. She pulled it out and shoved it under the mattress. Dan was knocking more insistently now.

"Mary's asleep, so I have a few minutes before I take her a cup of coffee."

"No, Dan, please, leave me alone."

Bobbie went into the bathroom and locked the door behind her. The hot spray of the shower felt good on her shoulders, and she lathered herself quickly, trying not to think of the throbbing passion that had weakened her will last night.

She wasn't expecting the door to click and suddenly open. Dan shoved the shower curtain back as he shoved a ring of keys into his pants pocket.

"You didn't think I was gonna let you keep the only key, did you?"

"Dan… don't… don't touch me!"

But Dan had already dropped his pajamas and stepped into the spray with her. As she wriggled, he held her soapy body against his muscled chest. The rub of her nipples across his hard chest made Bobbie shiver. He rubbed soapy hands down her back, caressing her pert asscheeks until she moaned like a bitch in heat. But when his finger slid over her shitter and he began to push harder, she struggled.

Bobbie snatched her hips one way and then the other. But Dan's finger was soapy and her ass was lathered up. Then came the most incredible sensation she'd ever experienced.

"Ohhhhh."

"I'd like to have a go at your hot little butt, too, sometime," Dan panted.

His other hand had rubbed soap over her nipples and was sliding down her heaving belly. He curled his fingers under her cunt mound and pushed the middle one deep into her with a quick thrust.

Stabbed front and back, Bobbie wriggled like a stuck pig. Her asshole closed tightly around Dan's knuckles and her pussy did the same with his other finger. Spasms of pleasure throbbed powerfully through her cunt and ass. She could hardly get her breath as the big man began to fingerfuck both holes.

"Uhhhhh, oh my God! Ahhhhhh… yaaahhh! Yeah… ahhhhhh… ahhhhh… ahhhh…"

"You're beautiful when you squirm like that," Dan whispered.

He kissed her neck, and the thrills she'd experienced grew stronger. Her nipples sprouted hotly from her areolas. Dan sucked one, tonguing the soft swell roughly as he kept slipping his fingers in and out of her youthful holes.

"Muuhhh…" Bobbie moaned, lost now in the bewitching thrill of the man's molesting hands. "Ohhh, please let go! Ohhhhh, my God this is awful… awwwhhfuull!"

She clutched frantically at Dan's wrists, but he was far too strong for her to resist. He worked his finger back and forth inside her ass, as her clit hardened and came up from its glossy hood. Her cunt began to spasm almost immediately.

Dan laughed. He seemed to enjoy his ability to bring her off almost at will. And it was true, he could – even with her not wanting him to! He rubbed her pussy until she thought she'd go insane.

Then she gave a little scream and her ass bucked and she came.

While still weak from her climax, Dan forced Bobbie to kneel in the tub. He soaped his big cock and let the shower rinse it off. Then he made her take it in both hands. She looked up at him weakly, her eyes glazed from the excitement his fingers had just forced upon her. Dan smoothed her damp brown curls away from her forehead.

"You know what I want."

It all came rushing back – the two cops standing there over her, the bright lights, the gun that one of them had held on the other, the taste of his cock, a strange muskiness that filled her nostrils as she'd sucked that hard, hot thing.

Then something else in her nostrils – cum – in her throat, leaking down her body. Cum.

Dan wanted the same thing. He wanted her to suck his cock. To put her mouth around him and suck him until he spurted his hot sap down her throat.

"No!"

"You damn well will!"

He wasn't petting her hair now, he was tightening his fingers in it, hurting her.

He pushed his cock against her closed lips, and Bobbie whimpered. It smelled squeaky clean and the head was very dark, very large. He pulled her hair again, and she opened her mouth. With a quick movement, Dan shoved his prick in between her teeth. Not meaning to, she clamped her jaws down a little, her small white teeth cutting into Dan's blood-plump cockhead.

"Damn!"

But though Bobbie was afraid she'd hurt him, he didn't hit her. His hand fell away from her hair. He trembled, his belly tightening as she let her teeth ride along his the flared head of his cock. The sponginess of it and the velvety texture made Bobbie's cunt throb. She couldn't help but be excited. She'd felt it inside her cunt, and now her mouth seemed to sense the firm, warm meat in a new way.

"Ohhh, baby, that's the way. You sure, you've never done this before? Uuhhh."

"Mmmmmuuhh…" she moaned, her tongue working now, petting the fat knob.

Its pulsing heat was doing things to her she'd never imagined. It seemed to fit perfectly into the spit-slickened hollow of her tongue, quivering there as she gently licked it. The shower spray cascaded over her hair, over her face as Dan moved his hips to push his rigid hard-on in and out between her teeth. The two lobes at the underside of his cocktip glided to the back of her tongue, but he pulled back before slowly choked.

"Glluuhh!" she gasped, but this time when his swollen cockhead slipped forward, she pressed it up into the roof of her mouth. It fit perfectly, and she danced her tonguetip wildly along the tender undersurface, trying to hold him off.

Dan jerked, and his breathing got ragged and strained.

"Grab my balls! God… damn!"

Bobbie cupped the heavy-hanging eggs, feeling a tickle of pleasure go through her body just to heft the potent weight of them. Moving them around seemed to have an effect upon Dan, too. He moaned and trembled and his cock surged against her tongue. He grabbed her head and tried to push his cock deeper.

Bobbie let him touch her tonsils with the tip, then closed her throat tightly to stop him.

"Ohhhh, baby, you've got a soft mouth!"

Bobbie was licking the entire length of his cock now. What few inches of the shaft that hadn't burn pushed into her womb, she extended her licking to reach. He was panting hard, her nostrils flared with the excitement she felt from Dan.

His knees were shaking now. He seemed to be having a hard time moving his hips, as if the slightest friction against her tongue was excruciating.

Bobbie felt the flared crown grow hotter. It throbbed powerfully against her tongue as she held each of the big man's balls and stretched them down in the sac.

"Ahhhhhh." Dan hissed and she felt his cum tube bulge where it rested on her lower lip.

One second later, his hot cum was spurting into the back of her throat. Some squirted, some oozed, but her mouth was filled with it before she could think to swallow. She gave a tight cough and a line of white oozed from the corner of her mouth and was washed away by the warm shower.

Dan lurched around, trying to keep his balance as his jizm reservoirs emptied of everything they held. Bobbie squeezed his balls instinctively, and he seemed to like the sensation.

His boiling cock slipped forward and back in the velvet trough of ha tongue. Bobbie cooed with excitement as his cream bubbled out and trickled down bet throat in long strings. She could taste it now and remembered vividly the night she'd sucked the cop.

But now the experience was having an unexpected effect – she like the texture, the sponginess of Dan's cock in her mouth. She liked the weight of it, too, and the shape – like an exotic mushroom with a thick stalk.

The thing about sucking him that surprised her the most, though, was how she craved the taste of his hot cum! It was only the second time she'd had it dripping from her tongue, and already she knew she'd want more. It excited her to a fever pitch to feel it smacking between her lips, to taste the strange sour, saltiness of it!

Her throat continued working, her tongue sliding forward and back along the tender bumps and hollows of Dan's huge hard-on. The big man grabbed a towel rack to keep from crumpling, but still Bobbie kept sucking.

That was what he wanted, wasn't it?

"Baby… ohhh, baby doll! Uhhhhh!"

He pulled his prick from her hungry mouth. She was still sucking, her eyes dazed, the white strings running down her chin. She looked up at him as the spray began to wash the spilled cum away. Dan seemed to be in a state of shocked surprise. Bobbie realized that he hadn't expected her to do that kind of a job on him, the first time.

And neither had she.

"Damn it, kid, where'd you learn to suck like that, anyhow?"

"I… I never did it before," she lied. But it wasn't much of a lie. That first time couldn't really be counted. She hadn't known anything about what was going on.

"I'd better get back downstairs," Dan said, stumbling from the shower. "My wife'll be waking up by now."

Bobbie got slowly to her knees. She felt dizzy – as if she'd just stepped off an airplane at a strange destination. Dan was gone, and she let the shower wash away any traces of her sexual snack. But she could taste him in her mouth – his cock, his hot cum – she could taste it. She knew she should be disgusted – she even tried to be disgusted. He really was a despicable man to blackmail her into performing sexual treats for him. She wanted to hate him.

But then she thought of his prick again, and the way it had slid so easily over her trembling tongue. Her cunt was aching, feeling empty and hot.

"Ohhhh, God, what's happening to me? What's happening?"