"Teenage sex slave" - читать интересную книгу автора (Kellerman John)

CHAPTER TWO

That night Lorrie Jenkins was to spend the night with me. Mom had agreed a week before even though she didn't like Lorrie and didn't approve of our friendship. But Lorrie was the only girl at school I could even begin to get along with. And this Saturday I had something to tell her, something that would blow her mind!

Mom let us eat and watch television. Probably so she wouldn't have to be polite and make conversation with Lorrie.

Lord knew what was going on. But she didn't care. Lorrie was like that. Her mother was a waitress at a truckstop just out of town. Her father worked… when he felt like it. Lorrie was about my height. Her breasts weren't nearly so developed either, though we were almost exactly the same age. Secretly, I wished my tits looked more like hers. Soft little swells on her chest tipped with pink. Nothing to get the boys excited it seemed. But my big jugs stuck out no matter what I did with them! I hated the looks bays gave me.

When we'd finished eating and want upstairs to my room, I started telling Lorrie what had happened at Nat Blake's office that morning.

Lorrie got a baggie out of her pocket. "Hey, let's smoke some pass. That'll make the story better."

I just stared at her. "You don't believe a word I've said, do you?"

Lorrie smiled. "Oh I'm diggin' it just the same." She rolled a joint.

"It's true, Lorrie! I swear…"

She had the joint going now. She handed it across to me. I pulled a lungful in and held it.

"So Nat got you on the floor, huh?" Lorrie's smile told me she wanted to be entertained. The trouble was, we did this a lot. Made up stories about things. Though my made-up stories never had anything to do with sex.

"Oh forget it."

I'd tell her later. I knew I could think of something that would make my stow ring true.

Lorrie was sitting cross-legged on my bed, her eyes dreamy. "I told Bobby he could come see me tonight."

"Oh, Lorrie, you didn't! Not here!"

"Well, your old lady goes to bed so early and she sleeps clear upstairs and you have this nice room all tucked away in the corner of the house…"

"Your mom won't let him visit any more, huh?" Bobby was a wild guy. I knew that Lorrie's mother was trying to keep her daughter from getting knocked up before she got out of high school.

We smoked the joint and then rambled about this and that. I tried again to tell Lorrie about Nat's hands on my body. And how he'd crushed me down on the floor. Right there in his office. But I never could finish it. And Lorrie wasn't believing me anymore now than she first had.

I got more nervous. I knew that Bobby would be coming over soon. I had a private entrance that opened to our big back yard. If I knew Bobby, he'd climb the wall from the alley and tap on my door.

That's just the way it happened.

Bobby was out of high school, just hanging around. He had long hair and a tattoo of a rattlesnake on his left forearm. Tacky. But Lorrie was nutty about him.

After I'd let him in, we sat on the floor. Bobby rolled a joint from his stash and we got really wasted.

I was looser than I'd thought I'd be. Lorrie and Bobby were trying to curl up a little, but even that didn't bother me too much. I was just riding with everything, trying to figure out why I kept thinking of Nat. He had ordered me around something awful. And yet when I remembered the sound of his voice, I felt a little thrill.

Finally I had to lay down. If I had been alone, or even with Lorrie there, I might have pulled off my jeans and played around with myself. Doing that had been a habit since I'd graduated to junior high. It had been my total experience with sex… and enough to satisfy me. But I'd noticed that lately I'd been doing it more and more.

Lorrie and Bobby were on the floor, whispering. Then I heard the rustle of clothes. It wasn't any of my business. But Lorrie had just taken off her jeans. And now Bobby was too. I squinted at them. Bobby got to his knees to unbutton his shirt. Then they were on the floor again, whispering.

My body tingled. Now I really longed to touch my cunt. But I was more embarrassed about such things than Lorrie was. She didn't mind making out with company around. I'd watched her and Bobby kiss lots of times. Big deal. It didn't wipe me out or anything. Though now I was thinking of Nat again. And how his lips had felt on mine.

"Na… Jerilyn'll hear."

"Aw come on, Lorrie… I'll be cool…"

I counted the seconds as they kissed. It was a wet, noisy one. And when Bobby stopped, he was panting. More rustles. Jesus, I was more excited than I'd ever been. Just listening to a couple of people make out. And I was dying to peek. I felt awful for being so interested.

I couldn't resist it any longer. I pretended to roll over as if I were sleeping. My face was in shadow so neither Lorrie nor Bobby could tell that I was watching them. But I was afraid they might hear my heart pounding!

Lorrie was completely undressed. I'd seen her naked lots, of times, of course. But something about her being with Bobby made it seem so much more… naked.

Bobby was lying beside her, his back to me. They were kissing. Lorrie's hand was on the nape of Bobby's neck. Then he groaned and whispered something and rested on his back on the rug.

That was when I saw his cock!

It was curved! It had a bend to it, a bend to the right. Not like a banana or anything like that. But it was bent all right. And then I was taking in the rest of the details. The way his prick flared out at the tip. The way his cock was white along the shaft, but darker at the head. His prick was bigger than I'd expected… but I didn't have anything in my experience to compare it with.

His prick just looked awful thick and long to be able to fit inside a girl's body! Just the thought made my cunt warm. I was getting slick down there too. My panties were sticking to the plump lips of my cunt and the crack of my ass. I tightened my thighs.

Bobby was whispering to Lorrie again. "No… I don't want to, Bobby," she whispered back.

I could see Lorrie's small breasts easily. And the fluff of blonde curls that made a faint triangle at her crotch. Bobby reached out for the triangle.

Lorrie giggled and pushed his fingers aside. Bobby sighed as if frustrated.

"You wouldn't have to get cum in your mouth," he said.

"Ssshhhhh!" Lorrie scalded.

I knew what Bobby wanted now. Lorrie had told me a week before that Bobby had been after her to give him a head job. That's the way she referred to it. I'd barely heard that such things wont on. And at that time I hadn't wanted to hear about it either.

"I could tell you when I'm gonna come and you could [missing text]."

Lorrie put her hand over Bobby's mouth. He struggled to keep talking, but she laughed and wrestled with him until she pinned his wrists against the rug. It reminded me of how Nat had pinned me, and now my cunt flooded with butter, really drenching my panties this time. I was having a hard time keeping still.

"It looks so… so big and everything." Lorrie was sitting back again, rubbing Bobby's stomach. Everytime her fingers got close to his cock, Bobby tensed and the whole shaft twitched. Lorrie seemed to be enjoying herself. She pouted when Bobby grabbed her and tried to force her face down to his cock.

Then they were kissing. While their mouths squirmed wetly together, I watched Lorrie's fingers curve around the thick shank of Bobby's cock. His prick swelled immediately. She began to work the skin up and down the shaft. She was doing it so slow! The head of his cock was getting darker all the time. And a tiny droplet of something hung at the tip.

I could hardly breathe now. I knew that if I let them hear me panting they'd know I was watching everything. I smothered my excitement as best I could.

Bobby grabbed Lorrie's ass. Then I saw his fingers straying down between her legs. She opened her thighs a little… but not too much. Bobby wormed his hand between the plump, white flesh and then I heard the slick noise of his fingers digging up into the heat of her cunt.

Lorrie moaned.

"Come on," he said, "do it to me… suck me."

I could see what Lorrie liked about Bobby. Bobby was sexy. Lorrie's legs had fallen farther apart as he continued to dig his fingers between the moist slickness.

"Well… maybe for a little bit." Her head moved down his belly. "You won't try and shove it in."

"No baby, no!" Bobby was excited.

Lorrie hovered just over the thick, long cock. I knew she was trying to get up the nerve to actually put her lips on that huge cock! I was feeling exactly the same emotion. It was like I was Lorrie! I watched her lick her lips for the fourth time and I began to lick mine too. Oh, it was awful, really. For a girl to let a guy talk her into something so… well, so demeaning! But I couldn't turn away.

"You're hot," she said to Bobby.

He urged Lorrie's head down with both hands. She swallowed hard. Then the domed, pulsing head of his prick brushed against her lips.

I shuddered all over with excitement and fear. Fear for my best friend.

Then I saw Lorrie's tongue move. Her lips touched the bluish head. Bobby's belly went rock-hard. Then his thighs corded from the sexual tension Lorrie had created with two small movements.

I was past caring what anybody thought of me. I was lying face down on the bed, my thighs spread slightly. I unsnapped my jeans. I searched under the elastic of my panties and found my drenched, brown pubic curls. I almost gasped with relief as I shoved my middle finger deep into my slit and curled it up to dance lightly over the tip of my clit.

As I gently plowed my finger up and down my cunt, I wondered what it might be like to let a boy play with me… like Nat had.

But I'd never really wanted a boy messing with me. I didn't like boys and never had. I wasn't about to let them pull their con games on me. I wasn't about to let myself get all worked up over some guy who just wanted to stick his cook in my pussy so he could tell the whole school about it.

"Lorrie… Jesus Christ…"

Lorrie had let another inch off Bobby's cock slip between her teeth. I couldn't see the tip of his prick any more, but it wasn't very far in. Lorrie's cheeks sucked inwards as she licked his cocktip.

"Huuuuu…" Bobby tried to thrust his hips up from the floor.

Lorrie quickly pulled her lips away from his cock. There was a soft, popping noise as her mouth left his cock. I saw a glistening rivulet of saliva slip down to drench Bobby's balls.

"I don't like you to do that," she said, pouting, wiping her chin with her hand.

"I'm sorry, baby… I'm sorry. I just couldn't help it." He was breathing really fast. He grabbed her head. "Suck my cock some more… please!"

"Huh-uh…" She shook her head and played with his cock. "It makes me feel funny…"

Bobby sighed and pushed Lorrie over onto her back. She looked so slender and helpless. Even I felt older, though I knew I wasn't as experienced. Bobby had been going with her for almost a year. Lorrie had even told me that they fucked.

"… not unless you have a rubber," she whispered to him.

Bobby found the crumpled pile of his clothes and got something from a pocket. When I saw what was inside the foil package, I plunged another finger into my seeping pussy. I'd only heard about rubbers, never seen one.

Now Bobby was stretching a rubber over the tip of his bud cock and rolling it down. It fit his prick perfectly, tightly. I could still see the gentle bend in his shaft.

"Last time it hurt going in," Lorrie breathed, "they're so…"

"Why don't you wet it."

Lorrie bent down and licked the thin membrane of rubber which covered Bobby's cock. I saw the surface of the rubber darken as she drenched it with spit. My body seemed to be putting some kind of shock… a mild shock that tingled over its every surface. I worked my fingers up and down, making the shivery thrill spread.

Lorrie was on her back again… and she looked hungry. And her eyes looked dark. Bruised from their own desire? I wondered what would be running through her mind. How did a girl feel when her cunt was about, to be stabbed with something the size of Bobby's cock?

"Honey…" Lorrie opened her thighs wider as he slipped between them.

I saw him holding his shaft, guiding it to Lorrie's blonde-haired cunt.

My cunt poured hot juice out over my knuckles. I worked my finger in the slick stuff, loving the smooth rubbery way it made my clit feel. I wanted to moan, but knew I couldn't. Not like Lorrie was moaning now.

"Bobby… Ohhhhh… not so hard, honey!"

Lorrie's fingers trembled on his shoulders, down his back. I couldn't see what was happening between her thighs, but by the look on her face I could just about guess.

There was the sound too. A slick, opening sound as her pussy parted for the thick, hot head of Bobby's cock! I swallowed three times and finally got hold of my emotions. I thrust my hips against the mattress. I watched Bobby's mouth suck Lorrie's tit noisily.

Lorrie stiffened and arched her back. Bobby grunted hungrily and held her tightly as he nursed the pink tip of her nipple.

"Gaaaa…" she gasped, shuddering all over.

Now I could understand how she felt exactly! Nat Blake had done the same thing to me. I knew I'd never forget the soft-rough rub of a man's tongue against my stiffened nipple!

"Honey… Ohhh shit!" Lorrie worked her hips around in circles as Bobby sucked at her tits.

I could hear the slippery sound of their fucking, though I still couldn't see anything. I discovered then that I wanted to see something. And as if Lorrie had heard me herself, she lifted one leg and then the other.

"So deep!" she babbled, kissing Bobby's face. "It's going sooooo deep, honey!"

The sudden shine of Lorrie's cunt-juice coating the thick shaft of that cock made my breath catch in my throat. Lorrie moved her knees way back. Bobby held himself up from the floor a little, his knees rubbing in the rug as he moved his hips forward and back, forward and back.

Now I could see the reason for the soft, sucking sound. When Bobby's prick forced its way between Lorrie's swollen pussy-lips, it pulled on the delicate folds of her cunt. Then when he pulled his cock out, her inner parts of her pussy seemed to bloom outward too. I drooled with excitement. I didn't even bother to wipe my chin.

"Honey… Huuuunnh… Ohhh Jesus… Ohhh shit." Lorrie clung to his broad shoulders and worked her ass up and down. She was clawing him with her nails now. I could see angry scratches appear across his muscled back.

"Lorrie… baby…" He kissed her mouth sloppily. I heard the suck of their tongues as his cock filled her cunt with hot prick again and again.

My fingers were busy too, I had both hands inside my panties now, and I couldn't scratch my itching clit enough! I dug and pinched it. I plunged my pussy with more fingers. But the tickle only grew more intense… more hungry for scratching.

Lorrie was breathing like a bitch in heat. "Bobby… Ohhh I feel so good… I can't think any more… your cock… it feels like it's so big inside!"

"I'm gonna pop!" Bobby growled, cupping Lorrie's white, trim ass.

Bobby's shaft appeared and disappeared as rivers of Lorrie's juice trickled down to her firm ass.

I was about to go crazy. The sounds, the smell of my best friend getting fucked!

"Honey… Ohhhh… help!" Lorrie's fists beat against Bobby's back. Her heels drummed the floor as she twisted under his plunging hips.

Now I was certain she was coming! The twisted agony on her face made her look like she was enduring some kind of pain… or super pleasure. I knew that I felt like that sometimes when the sensation got real sharp and good.

Bobby was fucking so hard now that his cock slipped out and rode up across Lorrie's naked belly. I couldn't help but gasp as I saw that pulsing, darkened tip.

But, then something awful happened. I saw the membrane of the rubber bulging out as the powerful spurts of cum began to fill it. And then it broke! A flood of white stuff frothed into Lorrie's belly button!

Lorrie jerked. She had sensed that something was wrong and her trembling hand slipped down between their bodies as Bobby dragged his cock back to shove it deep into her pussy again.

"Nooooo!" She squirmed wildly under him. "Bobby! It… b-b-broke!"

Another spurt of seed shot all the way up to one her tits. Her hand moved across the white line, smearing the potent sap over her flushed body. By this time Bobby had his hand on his shaft and was guiding it down to her hot cunt again. Lorrie threw her ass around in an effort to escape the danger. But Bobby growled and I saw the muscles of his ass go tight as he lunged.

It was too late!

Lorrie's head went back as she felt his huge cock slide up into her belly. She had tried to close her lop to him… all too late. Bobby's body quivered as another spasm racked him. I just knew that he was pumping more cum into Lorrie's womb.

I almost felt like jumping on him and making him quit fucking my friend. I knew what this could mean. He was doing something dangerous to Lorrie. She looked too frail to have a baby at her age.

But it was as if Lorrie couldn't fight the powerful forces that were racking her body. Even with that cum foaming into her pussy, she was feeling pleasure.

"Nhhuu… Nooo… jeezzz!" Lorrie was hugging Bobby again. Like she didn't, care. Like she only wanted to feel his hot, thick prick gouging her pussy. I had tried to imagine what that felt like many times. How it felt to have something so dangerous-looking deep, deep inside my cunt. But Lorrie was writhing and squirming like she was trying to break Bobby's cock off at the base and keep it forever inside her pussy.

As a young girl in junior high, I'd come to believe that a female had to hold very still when a boy stuck his cock in her. If she didn't, she could be hurt badly. Though I'd discarded that falsehood long ago, I'd still thought that fucking was a boy's thing. That a girl simply opened her thighs and gave the boy her cunt. He pushed his cock in and but until it bunt with cum. Then she got pregnant and had a baby and got in bed again so the boy could give her another fucking.

"Bobby… damn it! Didn't you know it broke?" Lorrie was not squirming any more.

Bobby looked half passed out. He was still moving his hips very slowly. His cock was deep inside her cunt still.

"Naw… I couldn't think about tat." He kissed her. "It'll be okay. Remember those first few times we did it without a rubber? You didn't get knocked up them."

"Get off. Please!"

Bobby rolled over and his cock pulled out of Lorrie's cunt with a slurp. She got up and pushed her wadded panties against her seeping cunt.

"I'll go see if there's a Coke in the refrigerator. That might help kill some of them…"

I knew what Lorrie was up to. Coke was supposed to be a sperm killer.

It all seemed like such a drag. I hated the way women were. That they had to take all the risks. That they had to get fucked. By boys. Goddamn boys. Not a single one of them realized what it was all about.

Lorrie went in the bathroom with the Coke and Bobby went with her. That's when I got out of bed and limped down the hall to the guest bedroom. I was so hot I was about to scream. And I just couldn't bring myself off with my clothes choking me. I wanted to have a little privacy… I had to come… I just had to!

I closed the door of the spare bedroom and jerked off my jeans and shirt. I struggled into bed, fell onto my back and spread my thighs wide. Ohhh, it felt heavenly to slide my fingers into my pussy now! I gouged the juicy folds wide again and began to gingerly massage the swollen lump of my clit.

"Uhhhhhh…"

I didn't think it would take long. But I didn't want to rush it either.

But tonight when I rubbed myself, my mind filled with unwanted images. I kept thinking of Nat. The way he'd made me feel so helpless there on the floor of his office. It was frightening to think of how he could have raped me if he'd really wanted. I didn't like to feel like that. Helpless. I liked to have control. I thought I did anyway. But I had gotten so excited with him pinning me down…

"Damn it. I won't think of that any more!" I squirmed my ass in circles on the bed. And then another image filled my mind. That of Lorrie getting fucked by Bobby. Before I knew it, I was pretending that my finger was a little cock. Shoving at my cherry ever so gently. Again I was disturbed. I didn't like the idea of having to depend on getting pleasure from a prick. I never had longed for a boy's company. I didn't want to start now.

But the fantasy was very hard to get rid of. I pushed my stiffened finger up and down my flooding cunt. I teased the tautness of my cherry, stretching it in a little.

"Nooooo!" I groaned, pulling the finger away, pushing it back over my clit.

The familiar tickle grew more intense. I tried to think only of my finger on my clit and my ass rubbing the bedspread as I plunged and wriggled and urged myself ever closer to that ultimate pleasure. The sound of the door opening brought me up from the depths with a start.

I opened my eyes. Someone was slipping into the room… then the door closed again and everything was plunged into darkness.

The shape had been too big to be Lorrie's.

"Bobby?"

"Yeah. How ya doing?" He sat on the bed. I could just barely make out the lines of his face and shoulders. His hand touched my arm.

"You'd better get back to Lorrie," I said, hating the way my voice shook.

"She's asleep. She thinks I'm on my way home." His touch did something that sent shivers down my back. "I couldn't resist talking to you a little."

"I'm not dressed," I said, trying to pull the bedspread over my legs. I was sure he was able to smell my hot cunt. It was all over my fingers and seeping from the lips of my cunt. My kinky brown curls were soaked with juice.

I tried to get out of bed, but Bobby blocked the move. The way Nat Blake had held me. An unwanted thrill rushed through my belly and a glow began to heat up in my cunt.

"Bobby… let me go!"

"Huh-uh. Not yet. I've been looking at you." He laughed. "You ain't like most chicks. I know that… and I guess I'm interested."

He tried to kiss me. I turned my face away.

"How come you don't dig boys?"

"Why should I?"

He laughed. His fingers gripped my wrists tightly. I felt his bare chest against my breasts. He was naked! He hadn't dressed to go home at all!

"You're a virgin, aren't you?"

"That's none of your business!" I snapped.

"Christ, you are really weird. I mean, you're one of the finest chicks in town. You got fine legs and a beautiful ass. And man, you got tits like a movie star."

He tried to kiss one but I turned away. "… I like girls with long hair too. Just 'cause I go with Lorrie don't mean I'm all hung up on blondes, you know."

"Bobby, would you please get the hell out of here."

"You smell like you, been playing with yourself." He laughed again.

I lifted a knee as quickly as I could… but it slid up one of his thighs instead of between them. Now I was sure I was in for it. I couldn't see Bobby's face but I knew he looked mean.

"You shouldn't've tried that," he muttered.

Then he hit me. It was a slap. Then Bobby kissed me. He caught me with my mouth open, and I wasn't fool enough to try and bite him or anything. I saw stars when I closed my eyes. Bobby groaned and slid his body up onto mine.

"I think you're kind of crazy," he breathed.

He started to tease my tits with the tip of his tongue. He was some kind of pervert. A pervert! I'd never trusted him. Now I knew he might do something really awful! I started to cry.

"Shut that shit up!" he hissed. "You are really weird! I didn't think there were people around who didn't like to fuck."

"Would y-y-you get out please!"

"Yeah. Sure."

Bobby let go of my wrists. I just lay there, believing him… hoping he'd remember to shut the door behind when he left. But he didn't leave. He shoved his head down between my thighs so quick that I couldn't stop him in time. I closed my legs tight, but it just clamped his head tighter between them. His mouth was an inch away from my hot, dripping cunt. I could feel his breath on my pussy.

"Nooooo!"

"I'm gonna show you something about sex, baby!"

Bobby growled as if he were hungry. I heard him licking his lips. When I tried to beat his face with my fists, he easily caught them. I could see him better now that my eyes had adjusted to the dark gloom of the bedroom. And I guessed he could see me too.

I shuddered with fear. He held my wrists down against the bed. Then he shoved his pointed tongue up into my pussy.

"Nhhuuuuunnnoooo!" I squirmed violently, but I couldn't get my legs together with his head there. And the more I struggled, the closer he seemed to wedge himself in. I let out a sob of anguish.

"Bobby… let me go… you shouldn't even be in here. You're Lorrie's boyfriend."

"Christ, you taste so good!"

The sound of his tongue parting my cunt-lips made me quiver and writhe my hips wildly in another attempt to escape. But a sudden hot flash of pleasure jolted me. Something sooo hot… soooo wet… soooo smooth and lovely had stroked my clit. The touch was like nothing I had ever felt. No finger could feel like that… not even my practiced touch. The licks came again, and I arched up slowly from the bed. I struggled weakly to get my hands free, but I was aware of the tight gripping fingers that pinned me helplessly.

It was so strange! I didn't like to be held… and yet the tension of my arms being gripped like that sent shivers of pleasure through me every time I tugged against Bobby's strength. And his tongue and his mouth.

"You like that, baby?" he whispered, covering my cunt-lips with kisses.

"No! Noooooo!" I squirmed my ass, but the movements seemed to part my cunt wide around his licking tongue. He was starting to nibble on one pussy-lip now! I couldn't believe the sensation! My body glowed and tingled and jerked attic tickling went on.

I couldn't buck my hips now to try and make him stop… he had my cunt-lip firmly between his teeth and was gnashing it with back and forth movements of his jaw. Then his tongue dove deep into my cunt. My clit rose hotly, and he smoothed it flat with his tongue. I felt a thousand prickling thrills. Then my nipples picked up the hot glow and erected. My tits felt heavy and swollen. I whimpered and thrust. Bobby kept my arms pinned helplessly to my sides as he ate my cunt leisurely.

It was like he was doing just that! Munching. Taking his time. A little bite here, a suck there. And the effect on my pussy was devastating.

I couldn't get away! I couldn't fight him. And I couldn't just ignore him either! Because the soft rub of his tonguetip over my clit was starting to do awful, awful things to me. I wanted it to be over. For him to make me come and leave me alone!

I tugged to get my hands free. Again my body filled with thrilling shivers as I realized I was under Bobby's power. I wanted to die!

"You like… I know you do!" His tongue tickled down, down until it slicked across my cherry. I sobbed with fear and tried to move away from him. He tapped my clit with his tonguetip. Then he began to shove in a little.

"Ohhhh God, no!" I sobbed, really fighting him now.

"Relax… I'm not going to pop you." He kissed the inside of one thigh. I felt the hot smear of my juices and Bobby's spit. Then he kissed the other one. "God damn, you are one fine piece of ass. And I ain't even fucked you yet"

Now that he wasn't kissing my cunt any more, I found myself yearning for more friction.

Then his mouth wallowed between my pussylips again. My cunt was swollen so much that I knew the outer lips were peeled way back. Bobby was licking inner parts of my pussy. His tongue stroked up and down in my pussy until he found my clit again. Then he sucked it between his teeth and danced his tonguetip over it.

"Ghhhhhaaaaa…"

I felt every muscle in my body go hard as rock. And then I felt, my thighs sliding apart. I was actually spreading my pussy for Bobby's hungry mouth! I couldn't control my movements any more. I was going to come! But it didn't feel like any come I'd ever had for myself!

Not that fingering my pussy wasn't always very nice. With Bobby's mouth against my dripping pussy, my whole body was involved. When he rubbed my clit with his tongue, any tits thrilled at the same instant… as if someone was tonguing them too! I couldn't believe how every nerve was alive and tuned to the thins Bobby was doing to me with his teeth and tongue and lips.

My come built slowly… each throb building bier than the last. My shoulders shook like I was having some kind of fit! My belly plunged up and down and then locked tight again. I drooled.

"Huhnnn… Bobbeeeee!" I bucked my ass up and down. "Noooo… Ohhhhhh… Ghhuuuuu!"

I thought I was losing consciousness.

Bobby's mouth made sounds against my cunt-lips.

"Baby…" he babbled, spit dripping from his chin. Then his tongue swathed my cherry with spit.

I jerked and writhed and came. At the instant of my most intense pleasure I forget where I was and who was with me. I just floated in a paradise of the keenest pleasure imaginable. It was an itchy, tickly pleasure that almost hurt. Then I felt Bobby's tongue still licking my clit.

"Owww… don't… I'm begging you. It hurts now!"

Bobby stopped sucking my cunt. He pulled his mouth away and my body spasmed at even that slight discomfort. I started to breathe deeply. Bobby let my wrists go. I didn't even bother to move my anus.

"Now that's more like it," he said, wiping my cunt-juice off his cheeks. "If you tell me you didn't like that, you're a liar."

I didn't want to hear anything or say anything. I didn't want to be conscious of anything. Except maybe the delicious feel of relaxation. I wished Bobby would leave.

He got up from the bed.

"Guess I'd better go get my clothes and get out of here."

My surprise must have registered with him. He held the door open, the light flooding over, his naked body. I could see the way his cock jutted upwards at an angle. It looked very stiff.

It was weird, but I wanted to say something. Not that I liked him or anything. But… just say something. I mean he hadn't tried to rape me after eating my cunt. He could have, too. I was too weak to fight a fly.

He pushed some of his long hair out of his eyes. Then he was gone, pulling the door closed behind him. Big deal. Just another stupid male. I turned over and hugged the pillow. I had one hell of a time getting to sleep.