"The naughty virgin" - читать интересную книгу автора (Kellerman John)

CHAPTER FOUR

Rebecca didn't know where Nate was taking her. But she was bright enough to know it wouldn't be for a Coke as he'd told her aunt. He wanted more from her than her company and a little idle chatter. She could feel the hot vibes off him like rays. She scooted against the door and watched his face in the glow of the instrument lights.

"There's no reason to be frightened," Nate said.

"Why do you keep after me?" she whimpered.

"Because you know you love it."

"I hate it. I just want to go back home."

The big car moved quietly out of town. Then without her even noticing, they were on a dirt road winding into the pine trees. The air was cooler and stars played through the branches. When Nate stopped to unlock a gate, Rebecca threw open her door and darted into the darkness. But it was impossible to get away. She didn't know exactly where she was or how far they were from the highway. Nate stood in the car lights, laughing.

"Come on, little nymph. You know it's silly to hide from me. And I don't see what you're so scared of. I just wanted to show you my country place."

A hoot of some animal in the bushes beyond her sent Rebecca scurrying back to the safety of Nate Winslow's car. He drove through the gate and on up a narrow, tree-lined drive. The cabin was large and luxurious-looking. It was even nice inside.

"I've pictured you on that bear rug," he said, shutting the door behind. Rebecca looked around the comfortable house. She was trying to act normally but kept trembling with the fear of what Nate wanted to do with her.

Nate came from the kitchen with a glass of wine for her. She took it and managed a small smile.

"I'm glad to find that you accepted my present," he said.

She mumbled something and turned red. She couldn't let him know that she was wearing the gift. Nervously she drank her wine down in one gulp. Nate refilled her glass from a decanter. She had drunk half of that glass before she made herself stop. The wine was making her feel lightheaded.

"Don't you think you'd better take me home now?"

"What if I decided to keep you here?" Nate grinned. "Forever."

"You could get in, a lot of trouble for what you've already done," Rebecca snapped. She was thinking of the improper advances Mr. Winslow had made that first day she'd gone to work for him. And another part of her mind was replaying the scene she'd watched when Nate had actually fucked Tammy Patterson in the projection room. For an instant she was so angry that she almost threw it up to him.

"I don't see why you brought me up here anyhow," she said, finishing her second glass of wine. "You must have someone around who's more cooperative."

"Ah, you mean Tammy?" Nate sucked a tooth and glanced through his wine at her. "Yes, an interesting young female. But not nearly so interesting as you."

"What makes me interesting?"

"You're the first repressed virgin I've ever had the good fortune to stumble upon. And I don't intend to let you go until…"

Fear made her hug her shoulders, but Rebecca felt something else too. Something like a slow fire burning between her legs. She stepped back. Nate followed.

"I think I want to go home," she murmured. He took her shoulders gently.

"Don't you, want the other present I have for you?" He slipped a small box from his pocket and opened it before her eyes. Two gold bracelets glittered in the muted light. They were the oddest bracelets Rebecca had ever seen. Before she could refuse, Nate had slipped one on each of her wrists. They were engraved with figures of people engaged in some sort of sport, it seemed. But when Rebecca looked closer she recognized exactly what the delicate carved figures were doing!

"I can't take these!" she gasped.

"They're very expensive," Nate said. "They're made of gold and the engraving is seventeenth century…"

"They're awful! Ohhh, take them off!" She tugged at the beautiful but pornographic bracelets. They were locked tight and she could see no release for the catch. But then Nate brought the bracelets together and the two small loops clicked as they fit together. A thrill of fear went through Rebecca's tummy. These things were a kind of handcuffs. And now her wrists were bound together. Nate hugged an arm around her waist and muscled her easily toward another room. When the light came on Rebecca squealed and struggled wildly. Nate tossed her easily onto the big bed. He stripped off his clothes as he came at her. Her braceleted wrists were tied to the end of a rope that was secured to the head of the bed. Rebecca kicked as Nate grabbed an ankle and slipped a loop of leather over it. But with all her screaming and kicking, she was helpless to stop him from securing both her ankles and then pulling the thongs tight.

"Ohhh! Ohhhhhh, God help me!"

Nate stood back to survey the job he'd done on her. She could see his cock swinging at his crotch. It looked heavy and hard like it had when he'd pushed it deep into Tammy Patterson's squirming young body. Rebecca tightened her thighs but couldn't bring them together. Her ankles were bound, each to a corner of the bed. Her arms were pulled up above her head and bound there. When she tugged against the bracelets she knew they fit her too exactly to ever slip off. But at least she was still dressed. And there was no way Nate was going to get her clothes off without ruining them. Surely he wouldn't chance discovery by doing that. Almost at that very instant, Rebecca saw something glinting in his fingers. A pair of surgical scissors. The kind doctors used to cut off bandages. He picked up one leg, of her slacks and slipped the scissors against the material.

"You wouldn't dare!" Rebecca muttered. "If I went home with all my clothes ruined, what do you think my Aunt Lana would say? She'd have you in jail so fast…"

"Unless you didn't want me in jail," Nate put in. "And by the time the evening is aver, I think that's how you'll feel."

"You're an animal! Don't you dare cut my clothes! Don't you… ohhhh, noooo!"

The scissors worked up the length of one leg. Though she struggled against the sensations, Rebecca couldn't help but feel the thrills as he moved the clit near her upper thigh and peeled the slacks back. When he saw that she wore the red panties underneath, he seemed elated.

"They look lovely on you," he said, careful to cut around them.

Rebecca writhed, her long legs jerking against the leather thongs as Nate slipped the remains of her slacks out from under her. Then he quickly snipped her blouse from her shoulders. Her tangerine-sized breasts quivered naked on her chest as Nate tossed the ruined clothing away.

"There's more than one way to skin a cat," he whispered, bending close to brush her nipples with his lips.

Rebecca squirmed violently but he continued to caress and wet that one breast until at last she heard the suck and felt the sudden heat of his tongue. He had sucked the small orb between his teeth and was gingerly nibbling it. Her cunt dampened the red satin crotch band of her panties as she writhed.

"Nhhoo! Ohh, this is terrible! I feel so wrong, Nate! Why don't you let me go?"

But he wouldn't. He just kept kissing her, working on one tit until the nipple had darkened and lengthened and then switching to the other. At last Rebecca's belly was heaving as she fought to get more air into her lungs. She tugged to get her arms down, but when Nate saw her struggling, he kissed her downy armpits until she was dizzy with the strange sensation. She hadn't realized that being kissed there night be sexually exciting. But lately it seemed that every place she touched herself had some sort of erotic feeling upon her. And what made it frustrating was that Rebecca couldn't control her emotions. As Nate continued to lick her upper body, she panted and whimpered from the thrilling contact of his wet, hot tongue.

"Stop! Ohhh st-st-stop!"

"You taste too good to stop." He was delving into her naval now. His spit made everything very slick. She writhed, her flat tummy fluttering as he licked his way down her abdomen to the lace line of her panties that cut across her sharp pelvis bones.

"Don't… don't do it!"

Nate kissed the satin surface and she could feel his hot mouth though the thin material. He kissed his way down to her mound. His breath and tongue made her cunt convulse. The muscles inside her I tightened and for the first time in her life Rebecca thought she could feel that tube that went up into her body. Over and over again Nate caressed and pressed his mouth against the taut stretch of red satin. Her cunt flooded juice, drenching the narrow band until it was almost like wearing nothing at all.

"Now that we've messed up your panties, why don't we take them off?" Nate picked up the surgical scissors from the bedside table. "But don't worry, darling, I'll buy you another pair just as nice."

"No! Ohhhh don't cut them off me!" Rebecca wasn't worried about him ruining the damned sinful panties. She just didn't want him to expose her poor, overheated cunt. The scissors clicked and she felt him laying the silk back to expose her lower tummy and then her mound. He snipped around, cutting through the legs and up between the crack of her ass. When he peeled the satin away he did it so slowly that Rebecca couldn't keep her hips still. She rocked them with excitement, feeling ashamed at the same time. As the red remains of her underwear fluttered to the floor, Nate began to use his mouth against her cunt like he had that first time in his city apartment.

"Ghhhuuhhh," Rebecca gasped, her ass lurching on the bed. She was trying to jerk herself out of the way but no matter where she moved, his mouth stayed plastered against her aching, smoldering pubes. She could feel the tickle of sexual hunger begin. And she knew that she was far too weak to resist that sort of pleasure.

"Damn you!" she cried. "God damn you!" She threw her head back and forth on the pillow. Her wrists throbbed in their gold bracelets and she realized that she'd been tugging at them again.

For fifteen minutes, Nate licked and teased at her young curd. For Rebecca it seemed like hours. It was a slow, erotic torture that he gave her. Using the tip of his tongue he would caress and urge her pink clit from its hiding place. He would massage and entice the nub of sensitive flesh until it was pulsing and stiff. Then he would push his mouth down to her hymen and swath the thin membrane with hot spit while Rebecca's white ass quivered with frustrated excitement. Her face felt flushed and she could hardly get her breath. She could feel the itchy ecstasy just out of reach as she dug her nails into her palms and moaned. But Nate seemed to know just when to lighten his licking. He knew how to take her right up to the gates of paradise and then make her wait there.

He did this over and over again until at last Rebecca was heaving with sobs. She couldn't take much more without losing her mind. And Nate knew it.

"Ohhhh God in heaven! Nate… Nate, please don't stop this time! Please!"

Nate did something with the ropes. They still held her ankles and braceleted wrists but she was loose enough to turn over or sit up. Then he lay on his back. He was naked and his muscled body and hard cock made Rebecca's fires burst hotter inside her. Her cunt was dripping hot juice as she crawled weakly to his side and then up against him.

She felt like a fool. Only moments ago she'd struggled against what Nate was doing to her. Now she yearned wildly for the strength and hardness of his body. He lay watching her, his hands by his side.

"Ohhh, you, you…" She rubbed her cheek against his chest. She couldn't get her hands apart because of the locked bracelets, but as she brought them up, she felt his throbbing erection. Her palms slid over the firmness and she sighed. She wanted that hard, hot shape against her cunt! Her cunt was already itching like it might explode any second. She wanted to rub it against something… something like Nate's big cock.

Straddling his hips, she dragged her dripping pussy up over his balls and the jerking hardness of his erection. Too hungry for release to feel the shame, she steadied herself with her hands and began to plunge her open cunt up and down against the length of his cock. Just feeling that bone as her slippery cunt glided up and down over it started her belly to heaving.

"Ohhhh yes! Ohhhh, God that feels good!"

She thrust and plunged and wiggled, shoving her cunt down harder, smearing the big man with her young juice. But again he stopped her. His fingers went into the meat of her ass just when she thought she might make that furious tickle turn into lightning inside her.

He squirmed out from under her and reached under her cunt from behind. She was on her hands and knees, shivering, groaning for some kind of release from her sex torture. Carefully Nate petted her cuntlips apart and probed her hymen with his forefinger.

"Don't you think you've been a virgin long enough?" he breathed against the nape of her neck.

The shock of his words left Rebecca speechless. She hadn't guessed that he might do something so totally ruthless as that! But his finger pressed up and in and she felt a tiny sting as her hymen was stretched to the breaking point. She was afraid to move for fear of rupturing the dainty flesh that kept her a virgin.

"Wouldn't you like to feel my finger going inside you?" Nate whispered. His tongue wet the nape of her necks then moved slowly to her earlobe. He nibbled her there as he continued to rub the slick, heated patch that had protected her virgin pussy for eighteen years.

"I'm begging you… don't do it! Nate, please don't hurt me!" It was all she could do to hold still. The aching tingle in her cunt needed more scratching. Yet she knew it was all so wrong, all so wicked. This bastard had a way about him. He knew all her weaknesses. Weaknesses that she had never suspected. At last she could bear it no longer. She began to plunge her hips very gently, rubbing her crevice against his finger. Her hymen stretched more. But the rubbing felt too good to stop.

"Uhh, uhhhh, uhhhnnnn."

"Yeah, baby you want it. Every girl wants to be really felt up good. You want to have something inside you. It's instinct."

"Shut up… just shut up!" Rebecca closed her eyes and kept rolling her hips. She was chewing her tongue it felt so good. Rubbing against the sharp press of his finger. Her arms trembled and collapsed and she pushed her face against the bed and groaned louder. Her ass jutted up high, her young pubes open from behind for Nate to tease and tickle. She wasn't ready for the sudden stab of pain.

"There," he soothed, "that wasn't so bad was it?"

"Ahhhggg! Ohhhhhh! Ouch! Ohhhh!" She couldn't speak, could barely find the presence of mind to cry out. Because Rebecca knew that it had happened. Nate had done it quickly, without warning. He'd forced his finger through her thin cherry and was pushing it deeper into her body. The sting was already fading as her soft and dainty insides closed down around his knuckles. It was a sensation she'd never experienced and her heart thudded faster in her chest as the thrills rippled through her flesh.

As Nate kissed her back and shoulders, his forefinger slid in and out of her cunt. He did it slowly, letting her feverish pussy tighten around him when he went deep. Then as he eased the finger out, he hooked it so she could feel him gouging against the velvety slick surfaces. Her hips lurched wildly. She couldn't control herself, couldn't control the hunger that gnawed at her as Nate fingerfucked her for the first time in her life.

"I'm bleeding! I can feel it dripping down my legs!"

"Yeah, you're bleeding." The tone of his reply made her know that he'd done this to women before, that he knew it wasn't a serious wound. And Rebecca couldn't feel more than a dull ache where her cherry had been torn. Because the pleasure that throbbed around her hole was far too intense to ignore. Who wanted to feel pain when there was that sensation of being penetrated? Rebecca had never thought she'd think things like that.

"God, you're hot!" Nate licked at her earlobe again. "And so nice and deep. Now wouldn't you like to feel my cock sliding into you?"

"No! Ohhh God no!"

"Spoken like a true virgin," he laughed, thrusting his finger in as far as he could and watching her hips buck. More blood and juice dribbled down the insides of her thighs. Her heart beat fast, her small breasts hung heavy. That teasing itch around her clit was still hard to scratch into something better. She rolled her hips and then plunged them forward and back as Nate shoved his finger in and out of her hole.

The rhythm grew faster. She could hear the sucking juices as his knuckles glided past her clasping membranes. She could feel how swollen she was down there. Her nipples throbbed, aching to be touched.

"Uhhh, ahhhhh, I can't take it any longer!"

"Yeah, you can." Nate pushed two fingers together and inserted them with tantalizing slowness into Rebecca's swollen cunt. After a few minutes of wild squirming, she realized that Nate wasn't moving his hand at all. He was just holding the fingers straight and letting her fuck herself on them. Again, he'd tricked her into showing him just how horny she'd become. But even this couldn't shame her now. She could only think of that aching need, a need she'd never known until Nate had begun to play his hot and hungry games with her.

"Ohhhh help!" she squealed as Nate grabbed her suddenly and threw her over on her back. The ropes came off and he undid the bracelet loops so they were no longer handcuffs. But Rebecca found herself pinned under him, her long legs flailing the bed as he ground his hips down and wedged between her thighs. For the first time in her life she felt the overheated head of a cock. Nate pressed it between her labia and it smacked wetly in her blood and juice. When he lifted himself a little on his knees, she saw her own red smear across his glans. With a hungry moan, he lowered himself again and rubbed his pricktip up and down her vulva.

"Ohhhhh, Nate, what are you trying to do to me?"

"I thought that was pretty obvious." He held her head still long enough for his mouth to surround her lips. Then he was kissing her furiously, his tongue forcing her teeth apart. As she let him fuck her mouth with his tongue, the turbulent excitement between her thighs grew hotter. She felt how slick she was. She was aware of her spilled blood and the raw, swollen state of her pubes. The flesh there was much more sensitive than anywhere else on her body. And when it was all puffed up and hot like that it just had to be rubbed against something firm and cocklike! Maybe Nate was right. Maybe she was fighting the inevitable.

"You're doing such awful things to me," she whined.

"And you love 'em." He pushed his hips forward and his glans flattened her clit. Then he lifted himself slightly, holding his cock firmly in one hand. Rebecca couldn't resist thrusting her cunt up and down against that firm and slippery knob. It slipped across her bumps and hollows in such a sexy way! She plunged her cunt faster, reaching for that final tickle that Nate had held beyond her reach all evening.

"Uhhh, ohhh, ahhhh! Pleeeease, Nate, let me go! Let me have it!"

"You mean…"

"Noo, don't fuck me! Just let me come!"

"You want to come? Now?"

"Yes!"

"You want to bad?"

"Oh God, yessss!"

"Then I'm going to let you do it yourself."

Again Nate pulled away from her and rolled onto his back. She was babbling half out of her mind as she crawled up onto his body like before. But this time she pressed her young breasts down against his chest and wiggled her bottom as she reached for his throbbing cock. A few minutes before she would not have let herself touch a male so intimately. But now she clutched his feverish cockshaft like it was her salvation. At least it was her sanity… if she could just hold that damned thing while she plunged her hungry pussy against it.

Nate seemed amused as she got herself into position and began to writhe her hips so that her folds opened like a hot flower against his glans. She pumped and bucked, her breath coming in rhythmic gasps. Her nipples had darkened from their more innocent pink hue and they pushed out from her areolas as she rubbed herself against Nate's broad and hairy chest.

"You long-legged wildcat," he laughed, grabbing her trim ass in both hands. Rebecca squealed with fright. Because Nate was forcing her back against his rigid cock. She could feel the thing pressing her surfaces wider, stretching the muscles that surrounded the opening in her young body.

"Oh yeah, I want to get it inside you good!"

"No!"

"Just squirm all you want," Nate growled, his fingers sliding into the crack of her ass. "Just squirm that beautiful little ass of yours as much as you can!"

"Stop, Nate! Nooo! Ohhh, you've already broken my cherry… what else do you want?"

"Your cunt!" He bit her shoulder and Rebecca felt herself being rolled over again. The full weight of Nate's body crushed her down into the bed. He lunged and his glans slipped into the tight opening of her pussy. He lunged again and she felt the head bulge as it went in another half-inch. But her unsullied cunt wasn't used to being opened like that. She tried to resist by squeezing him back out. The friction against his sensitive knob made him grunt deep in his throat.

"Stop it now, Nate! Ohhhh it's hurting me!"

"But when it gets deep, you'll want it all the time."

"That's not true! I didn't even want to come up here with you. I hate you!" Nate lunged again and this time she felt her muscular opening close tightly behind his cocktip. It was as if her pussy wanted to hold that carnal pinnacle of male flesh! Wanted to keep it inside her forever.

Rebecca was in a panic. A part of her was the feverish, humping flesh of a sex-starved woman. The other part was the frightened child. She squirmed wildly under Nate's body, her long legs flailing. She could tell that her tight pussy was having an excruciating effect upon his cock. He looked dazed as he pumped faster and faster, trying to penetrate deeper into her slurpy insides. Until somehow, with one last concentration of strength, Rebecca drove her heels into the backs of his thighs and jerked her cunt free of his flared glans. Grabbing her hard, Nate thrust his juice-coated cock up across her belly. As he smeared her with her own sex butter, Rebecca felt something hot spurt up across her stomach.

"Baby," Nate moaned, pumping wildly, "ohhhh, baby doll…"

Sliding in its own sap, Nate's big cock pressed into her soft tummy flesh. Scared half to death from how close she'd come to being impregnated, Rebecca was still very excited. She was excited by the hard, feverish shape that was slurping and sliding against her adolescent belly. She could only begin to imagine how that thing would feel, stabbing its full length into her tight cunt. But knowing how big the head of it had been pressing past her broken cherry, she wondered if she'd ever be able to stand going all the way. Like Aunt Lana had warned, it was dangerous fooling around with men.

"God, you angel-bellied darling…" Nate was still pumping his cock up and down against her and his white cum streaked along her skin. The undersides of her breasts were spattered with the hot stuff. When at last he stopped coming and rolled away, the jism dangled in sticky strings. Disgusted now that it was over, Rebecca grabbed a corner of the sheet and mopped herself clean. She was trembling, her cunt itchy and unsatisfied. Again she felt that contradictory pull inside. She wanted to get away from this house and this man and yet at the same time she wished that she could get her smoldering pubes rubbed or kissed or something!

Somehow she managed to limp to the bathroom and wash her cunt with cold water. She splashed herself, purposely shocking her flesh. She had to regain some kind of control. She certainly hadn't maintained very ladylike behavior with Nate fooling with her. To hide her nakedness, Rebecca wrapped a towel around her slim body. Nate was partly dressed when she came out. On the bed he'd laid out a brand-new outfit, red panties and all. Now she knew how well the evening had been planned.

"What if my aunt asks why I left the house with one color pants and returned with another?"

"Oh, you can get upstairs before she gets a good look at you," Nate said. "If you really want to."

"I should tell her everything! Everything you did to me!" Her voice trembled.

"You might now know it yet, honey," Nate said, "but you'll come begging for it one day."

"I've never been so ashamed," she blurted. She jerked on the red panties, swearing to herself that she'd throw them in the incinerator as soon as she had the chance. Nate watched her dress and then took her out to the car. The ride back to town was tense and embarrassing. She stayed plastered against the far door while Nate sipped whiskey from a flask and sang her slightly off-color songs. She was going to say something nasty to him when he pulled up in front of her house to drop her off. Nate's words stopped her.

"You'll have to see that photograph I took of you," he grinned. "I've got it in my desk at the theater."

"I'm not coming back to that theater any more," she said, getting out before he tried to grab her.

"Oh yes you are," he laughed. "I'm certain of that."

Rebecca hurried to the door, relieved that the front room light was off. That meant that her aunt was already in bed. She let herself in as quietly as she possibly could and started upstairs on tiptoes. But she wasn't ready for the soft moans that came from the boarder's room. It was obvious that David had waited until Aunt Lana was out of circulation for the night and then invited his girlfriend up for a late-night get-together. Rebecca closed her bedroom door, pulled off her clothes and buried her head under a pillow. She didn't want to hear about any more sex that night. She couldn't stand to overhear someone else reaching paradise. Not when she suspected that paradise was naughty and wicked and a place she should never be tempted to taste. But those damned red panties clung against her damp cunt like reminders of what had happened to her that evening.

She was no longer a virgin. Nate had wounded her with his finger and then driven the head of his big cock into the opening. He hadn't fucked her more than a few inches, if that much. But it was enough for her to know how excruciatingly pleasurable something could be.

"No! I've got to get it out of my mind. I can't start daydreaming about sex all the time." And Rebecca didn't see how she could go back to work for Nate Winslow. But could she bear to stay at home and immerse herself in confusing thoughts about right and wrong?

"I think I'm going crazy," she murmured. Her fingers slipped down her belly toward the red panties. She drew her hand back before she touched her panty crotch. Rebecca knew she should peel the naughty undies off and put on the cotton drawers her aunt always bought for her. But she didn't. She lay there in her darkened room, the satin panties clinging tightly to her cunt. And when she dreamed, she dreamed hot dreams of cocks sliding across her buttocks and belly and back.