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Chapter 2

Tessie pushed her way through the. crowded corridor of Thoreau High; glancing back and forth from the small white card clutched in her hand to each door she passed. Young boys and girls, most of them also clutching little white cards, moved, scrunched against each other, all trying to find the nest classroom on their new schedules. "Christ! Watchit!" she grumbled to the faceless person who had just stepped on her blue sandaled foot.

Finally she spotted Room 354, her American History 1 class. There were only a few other kids in the room, and Tessie looked them over quickly, stopping to give the blond boy sitting near the window a nose-wrinkling smile. He smiled back and Tessie let a maybe register in the back of her mind. She took a seat about halfway down the second aisle and stared blankly at the dusty blackboard.

The day had been pretty disappointing so far, school amounting to nothing more than delaney cards, dress codes and rules – lots and lots of dumb rules: no talking in the hall; go up the steps one at a time, and, of course, on the proper staircase. Tessie figured that you could probably get expelled if you wore the wrong color blouse on the wrong day of the week, and got caught while talking with a friend, going up two steps at a time on a down staircase. The rules alone challenged Tessie to try just that as soon as possible.

"You got a cigarette?"

Tessie was surprised by the girl who had slid into the seat that was attached to the one she was sitting in. She turned to look at the girl and recognized her from another class. She couldn't remember which one though.

"I had to ditch my pack when the Girl's Dean made a search in the Third Floor bathroom."

"Made a search?" Tessie asked as she reached into her tiny purse for her cigarettes.

"Yeah. I hear she does that for the first few weeks, checks all the bathrooms to catch girls smoking. She comes in and says that she smells smoke and wants to see who has cigarettes on them. All she found was four bowls of floating butts.

Tessie handed the girl a cigarette and remembered her name. "Sandy? Right? English, this morning."

"Uh-huh. Prick of a teacher, but this one is okay."

Tessie glanced at the white card still clutched in her hand. She looked for the name of the teacher who hadn't yet arrived to the class. "Mr. Sands, you know about him?"

"Yeah. He flusters easily, passes all the girls who wiggle their tits at him, and he's cute."

"Good afternoon, girls and boys, or.should I say young men and la – I mean, women." Cute Mr. Sands closed the backdoor of the classroom and angled himself between the textbooks and pocketbooks cluttering the aisle. "A nice size class, that's good."

Reaching the front of the room, he turned slowly and faced his students.

"Welcome to my classroom. I'm Mr. Sands, your teacher for the new term." He sat down behind his desk and spread open a large folder, then began placing little white cards into its neat little rows of slots. "I'm going to ask you each to tell me your name so that I can get acquainted with all of you, and so that I can write your names on the proper delaney cards. Please do not change your seat or you will not be where your card says you are."

"Shit," grumbled the blond boy whose hair glistened from the sun streaming in the window. He looked at Tessie and grinned.

She giggled and enforced the maybe into her thoughts.

Flustered, Mr. Sands just continued slipping cards into slots and wished to himself that he had been an accounting major in college instead. "Okay, let's start with the first row, first seat. Your name, please."

It came Tessie's turn, and she sat up straight and tall in her seat, and smiled. "I'm Tessie," she said, wiggling her tats at him, "Tessie Mathesom"

He couldn't help but linger his gaze, just a bit, on the firm breasts that jiggled in front of him. Her red sweater pulled taut on her flesh and her nipples were clearly outlined for him. "Uh, nice… name. Yes, nice name. Thank you." He went cat to the next person, and then the neat, in constant awareness of those hard nipples.

Tessie watched his every movement throughout the rest of the period, knowing that he was purposely avoiding her. That was good, she thought, he is a definite contender for my cherry. As he issued books and gave reading assignments, Tessie thought about how she could seduce him She realized she was going to have to be quite bold with this man. He was older than Bob, probably over thirty. Yes, she'd have to be very bold.

At long last, a loud shrill bell rang through the hallways, announcing that there were five minutes left to class. Actually, class ended the moment the bell started to ring. The first sound of it caused a noisy shuffling of books to drown out its ring. By the time the second bell blared, the one that tells you that you may move silently to the next room of indoctrination, all of the classrooms were already emptied of students, and most of the teachers were equally eager to get the first day over with.

Tessie didn't run for the door. Instead, she remained in her seat until the class was empty and she was alone with the very nervous Mr. Sands. She stared at him, one hand playing with a strand of her chestnut hair.

"Aren't you eager to get to your next period, Miss Matheson?"

"I'm not eager to get my feet stepped on again. I thought I'd wait till the halls aren't so crowded."

"Oh!" He was flustered again, and he looked down at some papers in front of him. "Very well."

Tessie took a deep breath and stood up. She pulled at her sweater, and took another deep breath. Courage gathered, she walked slowly up the aisle towards his desk. "Um, Mr. Sands… um, could you tell me which staircase to take to be on the right side to get to this classroom, this one here." She thrust the crumpled white card at him and bent over his desk, at just the right angle, the one she practiced in front of her mirror that morning, to show off the top of her breasts and a good amount of cleavage between them.

He didn't look at her, just at the card. "Uh, the one down the middle hall, the first one you come to."

She retracted the card and waited.

"Is there something else, Miss Matheson?"

"Yes."'

"What?"

"You are dynamite."

He turned then, his eyes widely opened by the sight of Tessie's smooth-skinned, round, firm, and very young breasts falling half out of the top of her sweater. They were so close he could have bit them.

Tessie rose, turned, and walked out of the room. Well, she thought, at least that ought to keep him thinking about me.

Her next period was Study Hall; and Tessie decided that she'd cut the first session and thus avoid having a delaney card filled out for her. This way, she figured, she'd never have to show up for it at all. That was her last class before going home, and it made no sense to stay in school an extra period just to sit on a hard seat in the auditorium – only because the school didn't know what else to do with her for the last 45 minutes of the day. Drawing a cigarette out, she pushed her way through the crowded, smoke – filled Third Floor Girl's Room.

"Can you share that?"

"Hi. Sure," Tessie said, recognizing her friend, Jeanie. "How'd it go?"

Jeanie inhaled on the cigarette and passed it back to Tessie. "Boring, how else can the first day of school be?"

The two girls had grown up together, both living on the same block, both going to the same schools since Kindergarten. In the third grade they had become blood sisters after having pierced their fingers with a safety pin, and, holding the fingers together, they had sworn undying friendship to each other. Now, in their junior year of high school, they were still very close friends.

"I'm going to cut out. I'm skipping Study and going across to Nick's. There should be a crowd there by now."

Jeanie brushed the long strands of her straight, light brown hair from her face. "There's going to be a party at this guy's house. Jimmy's. He's in my Science Lab, and he's beautiful. Wanna come?"

"I wasn't invited."

"Yes you were," Jeanie giggled, "I just invited you. It'll be all right with Jimmy. I'm sure."

Tessie didn't need much encouragement. It would be a chance to meet some more people. "Okay."

Jeanie decided that her art class was as unimportant as Tessie's study hall, and the two girls left the school through the back of the building, ran across the school yard, through a hole in the black wire fence, and kept naming the three blocks to Jimmy's house.

Jeanie was right, Jimmy didn't mind an extra guest, especially when he saw Tessie. He lived in a small apartment on the first floor of a large apartment house. The apartment was crowded with kids, most of the teenagers holding beer cans, but a few were smoking grass. Some sat in clusters, talking and laughing. Many had paired into couples and were trying to make or were making each other. Boys and girls petted openly, under and over clothing.

Tessie followed Jeanie to the kitchen where they found the beer, about twenty cans of it, chilling in a sink full of ice. They helped themselves to a beer each, and were about to go back to the living room when Jimmy ushered Jeanie away, leaving Tessie in a kitchen full of strangers.

"Hi. I'm Bill. You go to Thoreau?"

Tessie turned and looked into the most beautiful blue eyes she ever saw. "Uh-huh. You?"

"Yeah. I'm a senior."

"I'm a junior, my first year in the school. My name is Tessie."

"Hi, Tessie. Do you know anyone here?" Bill held his face close to hers and slipped his arm around her waist. He was much taller than Tessie, and he used his size to woo her closer to him.

"No, just Jeanie, and she's -"

"I know, I saw." Holding her tighter, he turned her around. "Come on," he continued, leading her into the other room, "I'll introduce you to some of my friends."

Bill's arm felt good to Tessie. Besides being tall, he was well built, very muscular, and his arm around her waist made her feel very secure. He introduced her to several of his friends, not moving his arm from her. They chatted awhile, finishing their beers, and then he guided her into the hallway, first getting them each another beer.

"It isn't so noisy and smoky here. Let's sit on the floor and get to know each other better. I like you." Bill sat while he spoke, pulling Tessie gently down next to him, not giving her a chance to answer. Then he opened the two cans of beer and handed one to her.

"I don't know… I don't think that I should drink another one."

"Why not?"

"I get drunk easily."

"Good."

Tessie laughed; running her hand nervously through her hair, causing it to fall in loose waves across her face. "Oh, so you are the type who gets 'em drunk, and…"

"Yep." Bill laughed, too, his blue eyes twinkling into her brown ones.

Tessie drank down the second beer.

"Now you've done it," she said. "I've got to go to the bathroom, and I'll probably have to go every five minutes now that you've forced me to drink so much beer. Beer does that to me."

She stood up, lost her balance and sat down again. She rested a moment and then stood again, this time succeeding. "Where's the bathroom?"

Bill rose up and once again made Tessie aware of his size. "This way," he told her and led her by the hand, down the hallway.

They passed a bedroom and Tessie saw several couples on the bed. They were all either naked or partially naked, and all heavily engaged in various sexual acts. What she saw made her stomach muscles flutter. The sight of those couples, the effects of the beer she had consumed, and Bill's manly body brought back to Tessie's mind, her promise to herself… her promise to get rid of her virginity. She liked Bill, and he was a turn-on, and there was sex going on at the party, and – and, well why not?

"This is the bathroom. I'll wait here for you, so you don't get lost when you come out."

Tessie entered the bathroom, locked the door behind her, peed, and then combed her hair in front of the mirror hanging over the once-white porcelain sink. She dabbed a little powdered rouge onto her cheeks and inspected her teeth in her mirrored reflection. Satisfied that she looked okay, she lifted the hem of her blue wool skirt and pulled down her pale blue nylon briefs. With her fingers, she fluffed up the sparse growth of brown pubic hair and rotated her clitoris between two fingers. Her nipples hardened, poking noticeably through the ribbing of her red sweater. She looked again at her reflection in the mirror, and saw that her cheeks were flushed and that her eyes looked glassy, sexy.

She masturbated for a few more moments, long enough to start her vaginal walls to secreting sex fluids. Then, she pulled up her panties, dropped her skirt back into place and smoothed it down neatly. She sniffed the fingers that had titillated her clit and then licked them, rolling her, tongue around the long fingers. The last thing Tessie did before opening the door and returning to Bill was to wash her hands.

When Tessie came out of the bathroom, she didn't see Bill anywhere. She was about to go back into the living room to look for him, when he returned, carrying two more cans of beer.

"That isn't for me, I hope. I can't possibly drink anymore."

"Look," Bill said, "I got this terrific idea. You're worried about getting too drunk, and about having to run into the bathroom every five minutes. So I promise to see to it that you get home safely, walking straight for your mom, and…" He ushered her back into the bathroom,.closing and locking the door behind them. "And, we'll drink it right here so you don't have to travel far to the john." He popped open both cans of beer.

"You're crazy." But Tessie didn't make a move towards the door, or say another word on the subject. She took the can from Bill and started drinking the cold fluid down. She was well on her way to being drunk.

"I have another terrific idea," Bill said, reaching into his shirt pocket. "Let's smoke a jay, too." Again, Bill didn't wait for Tessie to answer. He had a joint already rolled and was putting it to his mouth.

For a short moment Tessie felt nervous. She didn't know Bill at all. To give her virginity to a total stranger, someone she met not even an hour before, may be the wrong thing to do. She toked on the marijuana that he passed to her, holding the harsh smoke down for as long as she could. She was getting better at it.

"We could sit on the floor."

Tessie looked at Bill through hazed eyes and noticed for the first time how really handsome he was. His eyes were just so perfectly blue, so seductive, and long brown lashes fluttered down over them. His nose was perfectly shaped and his mouth soft and wet looking. He had wavy hair, light brown – almost blond, and when he spoke to her his head tilted forward, the long brown waves framing his face, emphasizing his creamy, flawless complexion. After looking at him for a few more seconds, her reserves were gone. "Okay, we can sit here by the tub, so we can lean against it.

They sat down and finished smoking the marijuana, hardly more than brief, awkward conversation between them. Then they stopped speaking altogether. Just as Bill was about to put his arm around Tessie, to draw her to him, there was a knock on the bathroom door.

"Yeah?" Bill asked.

"What the hell do you mean, yeah?" came a voice from the hallway. "Open the door and let me in."

Bill recognized Frank's voice, one of his friends. "I'm peeing."

"No you ain't, you got a chick in there and I need the john."

"Damn! All right."

Bill got up and opened the door for Frank. "Make it fast, please."

"Why don't you two use the bedroom, or the living room? Don't you like being seen or something

"Look, we just want to be alone for a little while, so hurry."

Tessie stood there, wondering if Frank was going to go to the bathroom while she was present. She kind of hoped that he would.

"Okay, you two get out and I'll hurry."

Disappointed, Tessie took the hand that Bill extended to her and they went into the hallway to wait. A few moments later Frank came out and they re-entered the small room.

"Don't lock the door."

Bill looked at Tessie, surprised.

"Someone may have to use the bathroom again, and it is a drag to have to keep getting up to open the door."

Bill realized that Tessie's logic came partially from her being stoned, but suddenly – maybe because of the glint in her eyes, or the way she stood there, thrusting her hip sexily forward – he knew she had something planned… something good.

"Okay, but we'd have to get up to wait outside anyhow."

"Well, now I have a terrific idea," Tessie said, looking him straight in those blue eyes, and licking her bottom lip suggestively. "Let's sit in the bathtub, close the glass doors, and not let anyone know we're in there."

"Honey, you're on!"

He climbed into the tub first, taking all the towels he could find with him, then helped Tessie in after him. As she lifted her leg to climb over the side of the tub, her short skirt slid up her thigh and he could see up between her legs to almost where the rim of her panties were. He started breathing faster, aware that Tessie was saying yes to the question he never got a chance to ask. She fell forward onto him, and he caught her with both arms. She leaned against his chest, her head resting on his shoulder, her legs spread slightly.

As he reached behind her to close the sliding glass door, he tightened his arms around her, bringing her body as close to his as possible. She looked up at him and parted her lips, prepared for the kiss he leaned forward to place softly against her mouth. Slowly he pushed his tongue into her mouth and then withdrew it again, pressing his lips firmer against hers. He thrust the tongue in again, licking at hers, and once more withdrew it. His lips pressed firmer onto hers and he thrust the tongue in a third time, this time with more force, and his tongue lingered in her mouth until she sucked on it and teased it back with short laps of her own wet mouth organ.

A moment later, he had cushioned the hard tub with the towels and helped her down with him into a sitting position. They were cramped next to each other, in the small space, but neither seemed to mind much, immediately having resumed their wet kissing.

Bill shifted his position so that he was lying against the shallow front end of the tub, his legs spread and his feet resting on the spigots at the opposite end of the tub. He pulled Tessie between his legs, so that she was facing him, resting on her knees, leaning forward, the top part of her body against his chest. He licked down at her ear, trailing warm wetness along the back of the earlobe. With one hand, he lifted her head up and gently kissed her opened mouth. His other hand molded itself around one breast and he slowly rotated the palm of his hand around the fleshy orb. He kissed her harder and at the same time inched his fingers up and then down under the wide-scooped neckline of Tessie's red sweater, seeking out her nipples. When he found them, they were tremoring and hard between his fingers.

"Ohhhh!" Tessie thrust her body against his chest, flattening her breast into his hand. "Oh, I love that. Do both of 'em."

That was all the cueing that Bill needed. Holding her up with one hand, he started to pull the sweater up Tessie's out-thrust chest. When she realized what he was going to do, she helped him remove the sweater. Her pert tits naked to his view, he licked his lips, smiled lustily into her eyes, then opened his mouth and bent his head between her breast mounds. He licked the rounded flesh between the tits, then blew a hot trail of aroused breath at each nipple, one then the other, then went back to licking between them.

"Suck them Bill, suck my tits!"

He drew one quivering dark nipple into his mouth and sucked as if to extract fluid. He did that for a few moments and then his sucking became more gentle and soft.

She ran her hands up and down the length of his arms, still in a kneeling position, her body stiff and straight, savoring the pleasure of his sucking mouth. One hand went up to the unattended nipple and she pinched it, pulled on it, and then flattened the whole tit into the palm of her hand.

Tessie's whole body was trembling with want. Her legs spread and she felt the dampness flooding down from her insides into her panties. She rubbed the top of her thighs together, causing the panties to swish back and forth across her alit. Her clitoris was erect and she could feel her virgin hole dilating slightly. Oh how she wanted something shoved inside of her, how she wanted Bill's cock.

"Take out your… cock! Bill, take it out and let me see it, let me touch it."

His mouth still on her nipple, biting it gingerly, he moved his hands to the top of his pants and undid his belt and zipper. His cock popped out of the pants opening and it throbbed, all red and menacingly, at her. He was very, very thick and about eight inches long. Taking his pulsating rod in his hand, he jerked it off for a moment, a small drop of clear fluid bubbling out from the prick hole. He wiped the discharge over the tip of his cock, causing the flesh to glisten.

"Lie down!" His tone was urgent, his hands pushing her back, lying her down. "I don't want to wait, lie down… please."

Without any hesitation, Tessie lay down and spread her legs as best she could in the confined space of the bathtub. She pulled her skirt up, and arching her ass slightly, she inched her panties down over her hips and waiting mound Bill, cock in hand and aiming it for Tessie's gaping pink slit, loomed over her, and then began to lower himself onto her, his cock coming closer and closer to her soaking wet gash. Her arms went around him, urging him to hurry.

"Yes, Bill. Do it… do it. Take my cherry!"

"Yes," he moaned. "I'm gonna do that right now. I'm gonna take it… take your… cherry!"

Tessie was so hot, so turned on that her legs were already raised high in the air on either side of his body. "Please hurry. I can't wait Put it in… put it in!"

"Cherry?" Bill's body stood suspended inches above her, his cock stretching itself desperately at the waiting hot hole of her virgin bog. "You're a virgin?"

"Yes, hurry… hurry and fuck me."

"No!"

"No? Yes! Yes, fuck me, you prick."

"It is gonna take me exactly one second to come. I'll never get it in. You bitch, why didn't you tell me before?"

"I didn't think it mattered. I didn't think you'd object to being a big shot, you know – first to fuck her, and all that."

"Okay, crazy girl, I'll fuck you. I'll take your cherry, but you take this load first. Take it in your mouth and then when I fuck you, I'll be able to take all the time needed to break your damn hole open."

"My mouth?" Tessie wasn't sure that she knew what he meant That must be like what Bob did to her at Mim's party, only in reverse, she thought, looking at his Cock and swallowing hard. His cock is so big how the hell do you do it, she wondered, getting more and more turned on at the idea of it "Show me… show me how and I'll do it"

"This is my lucky day. First fuck, first head-job. Far-out!" At the realization that he was in for a sexual treat beyond what he expected, Bill sat up against the base of the tub. "Get comfortable here, between my legs. Bring your head up close to my prick and I'll tell you exactly what to do."

Tessie moved to where Bill had directed her, and bent her head down over his cock. Her tongue snaked out and licked around the rim of his smooth, circumcised penis tip, licking it round and round. She looked coyly at Bill's face to see if he appreciated her willingness. He did.

"Lick it all over, holding my balls while you do… and don't squeeze them."

Tessie licked her tongue around the tip of his cock again, licking into its tiny puckering hole, lapping up the slight wetness there. Then she ran her tongue under the sensitive reddened ridge of the cockhead, and when he moaned at that, she did it faster, pressing her tongue flatter against his maleflesh. Her hands were between his legs, fondling gently the balls that hung down heavily from his body.

"That's good. You're gonna give – me a great blowjob. Suck now, slowly, taking a little more of my cock into your mouth as you suck your way down – as far as you can." To enforce his directions, Bill lifted his body up an inch or so and thrust his cock at her mouth. "Suck it!"

Tessie drew her lips from his organ and placed a soft, wet kiss on the very tip of it. Then she opened her lips a fraction and rested them on the saliva-coated bulb. Her lips began to slide down the length of his shaft, parting a little more as she lowered her mouth onto him. She sucked it as if it were a candy stick and she wasn't yet sure if she liked its flavor. Between her own legs dripped a thick discharge, her hole open and ready for what nature meant to happen nest. It ached there, between her legs, ached for something to fill the hot virgin sea channel. In one movement, she lowered her mouth as far down onto Bill's cock as she could, one of her hands burying itself in her snatch, two fingers wildly masturbating her hard clit. The other hand continued to fondle Bill's balls.

"Yes, suck it like that… suck it hard… you'll have it in a sec -"

The bathroom door thudded open and the sweat-oozing passionate couple startled momentarily. Bill slid his hand quietly up to the glass door and inched it open slightly. Holding Tessie's mouth down on his shaft, both hands pushing on her head, grabbing into her hair, he moved his face closer to the door and peered through the opened crack. He saw a very drunk male party guest, one of the guys he didn't know, trying to find his way to the toilet, pulling desperately at the fly of his pants.

Wrestling her head against Bill's hands, Tessie succeeded in pulling away from Bill's cock, so that she could also see who had entered the bathroom. She oozed her body up Bill's and peered out. When she saw the boy standing before the toilet, he had managed to free his cock and was now trying to aim it at the center of the toilet bowl. At the sight of him, holding his cock in his hand, his fingers kneading the flaccid penis, Tessie shivered all over.

"Ssahh!" she said to Bill, fondling his balls with one hand, pinching one of her nipples with the other. "Sssshhh! Don't let him know we're here, I want to watch."

"Suck me, damn it, suck me!" Bill tried to push her head back onto his angry prick, but she was determined to watch the unsuspecting intruder. "Christ, I can't wait to fuck you. I'm gonna fuck the shit out of you for this torture."

Tessie licked her lips and gleamed delightedly at Bill. "That sounds terrific, now ssshhh!" she said, the hand on her breast sliding down her body to between her legs. She resumed masturbating herself; faster now, wanting to come. At the same time, her other hand began to masturbate Bill. She jerked him off, and herself, squinting out at the boy trying to pee.

She was so hot, so close to orgasm, her body tensed and waiting. Sweat trickled down the sides of her forehead and under the swell of her jiggling tits. Her nipples stretched taut in the air, searching for a suckling mouth. The boy started to urinate, missing the bowl by an inch. He stopped, re-aimed his penis and relieved his bladder in a long, steady stream. That was what Tessie wanted to see. She wanted to know everything a male did with his beautiful cock… the organ that she had come to love, to want so very badly inside her cunt, on her belly, in her mouth, shoved anywhere, maybe even into her asshole. As soon as the boy left the bathroom, she lowered her mouth down around Bill's cock again, so turned on that she took his whole prick down into her throat, sucking it with every ounce of her being. She tried to swallow it.

"Yes… oh yes… suck it… suck it… oh, god, I'm gonna come!"

And Tessie sucked and sucked and sucked, her hand working madly in her cunt. She pressed her fingers down on her clitoris, then pulled on it, shoved her palm against it, rotating her hand rapidly. She shoved three fingers inside her and then spread them wide, pushing. her hole open from the inside. Wetness flowed down over the fingers, making them sticky. Her palm caught her juices and then wiped them all over her cunt, matting down her short brown cunt hairs. Her clitoris seemed to swell and she rotated it round and round and round.

"Coming now… now, don't stop. Ughnnn!" Bill shoved his cock deeper into her throat, his breath coming harsher and more rapidly. He pushed his groin as close to her mouth as she could, his hands busy at squeezing his balls, as if to urge out the sperm that boiled in them.

She opened her mouth wide around his thick shaft, giving it room to pulsate in, letting it hit every part of the inside of her mouth.

"Now!" He gave a final thrust down her throat and his come poured into her open mouth, down her gullet, in one steady, unfaltering stream.

Her mind flashed to an image of the boy who had urinated for his unseen audience, her hand moving in a blur between her legs, and she swallowed greedily all the fuckjuice that Bill had to give her.

"Take it! I'm coming. Swallow my come… swallow it… all of it."

Tessie began to come, her orgasm taking over her entire body, shaking it, heating it, melting it down around her hand Her mouth filled with Bill's come and drops of it trickled out of the corners of her mouth, down her chin, and fell onto her tits. And when she had swallowed the last drop of it, she lifted her head quickly and looked up at Bill. His eyes were closed and a satisfied smile played across his sweat-streaked face.

"Fuck me now. You said you would."

"Hey, give me a minute to recover. That was very good. You give great head."

"I want to fuck. I don't want to wait anymore."

Her eagerness for his cock and for fucking spurred him on. He wanted very much to fuck her, to pierce his cock into her, stabbing away that protective tissue deep inside her tight hole. He wanted to see the drops of her virgin blood on his cockhead.

"Okay, lay down again and spread your legs."

About to do what he said, she was stopped by a sudden loudness of voices from outside the bathroom. "Oh Christ," she heard someone say, and then there was a rush of footsteps in the hallway. The door of the bathroom flung open and Jimmy's head poked in. "Get out quickly."

Both Tessie and Bill scrambled to adjust their clothing, and Tessie grabbed for her discarded sweater. She slipped it over her head as Bill climbed out of the tub. He fastened his pants, his now limp penis stuffed back inside them. Bill helped Tessie over the rim of the tub and the two of them ran into the hall. Tessie expected to see flames leaping up from some part of the apartment, but what she saw instead was a fat old woman running madly around the rooms, swinging a long loaf of Italian bread in the air.

"Sonsofbitches," the woman screamed. "Disgusting sonsofbitches. Get out of my house – Get out!"

"Oh wow!" Tessie ran passed the woman, ducking from the swing of the bread, ran into the kitchen, scooped up her books and her pocketbook, and ran for the front door. It was open and the kids who weren't scrambling out of windows, some of them dressing hurriedly as they went, were trying to push through the door. Tessie got through and ran from the building, laughing loudly. It had to be the greatest experience ever; it was invigorating. But about two blocks from the building, her breath returning to normal, her heart still thumping rapidly from her exertion, Tessie became aware of the frustrating fact that again – again, she was left with an unfucked cunt.

I'm still a virgin, she thought bitterly. But, then she consoled herself with – but I give great head!