Now that the sexual revolution has given more and more people access to sexual satisfaction, many individuals are finding that the degree of freedom they have to indulge their needs does not necessarily correspond to the power of those needs.
The problem, simply stated, is that an increasing number of men and women now have the freedom to try anything, to do anything, in the way of sexual exploration and satisfaction, yet, their needs are so great and so insatiable that they are still not satisfied. It is as though sexual satisfaction is a goal they are forever pursuing, yet it is a goal that forever eludes them.
Some have come to the horrifying conclusion that sex is not enough, no matter how much they have, or what particular type it is, they still cannot be satisfied.
This lack of satisfaction, even within the context of the freedom that is now given us to seek satisfaction, bespeaks eloquently of a poverty of the spirit now besetting our civilization. This poverty of spirit, of emotion, is the first step towards total sexual dissolution.
The following account traces the steps of one such individual, who finds himself free to do, to try, to explore, yet finds his desires becoming more and more insatiable with each effort, and the myth of sexual satisfaction more elusive with each new conquest.
CHAPTER ONE
"Get the fuck away from me, Pam." Jerry was talking to his younger sister. "Come on Jerry. Teach me how." Jerry was practicing his guitar. "I can't now. I'm in the middle of learning something. Tomorrow I'll teach you how to play it."
Jerry was talking about a song that Pam wanted to learn how to play. "Some brother you are." She went off to find someone else to bother. Jerry was home from college for the weekend. He lived far enough away at school to be away from his family, but it was near enough so he could come home if he wanted to.
"Shit." He was having trouble learning some new chords. He looked at his watch. He had made a date with Judy for that evening. He knew his father would be coming home soon. He also knew that there would be the usual confrontation about his hair.
He put his guitar down. He was bored. He wished he had stayed at school instead of driving home for the weekend. But he was here. At least the food was better at home. And of course he would be seeing Judy.
That was the real reason he had come home on this particular weekend. He knew it would be some time before he could come home again, work would be piling up at school. He wanted to see Judy while he could.
He heard a car pull up on the driveway. That would be his father. He took his guitar and went into the house to prepare himself for the battle between the generations. He put his guitar in the living room and went into the kitchen.
His mother was making dinner. "Dad's home," Jerry told her. She knew that he had come into the kitchen for moral support. She put the chicken into the oven and set the timer. She gave the dishes to Jerry. He started setting the table as his father came in.
The first thing Phil Pace said to his son was, "I don't want you to come home again until you cut your hair."
"Phil, please stop it." His wife understood how her son felt. "Jerry can come home anytime he wants to, with or without his hair cut." Phil left the kitchen.
"Don't listen to your father, Jerry. He's living in a different world."
"He thinks I'm a threat," Jerry said to her. "What?" Alice did not understand what her son had said. "I learned all about it in psychology. I appear more virile with long hair. I'm an obvious threat to his manhood. He thinks that his role as husband is endangered."
Alice did not understand what her son was saying. "Oh," she told him. He realized that he better explain it more clearly. "You know," he began, "Dad's at the age when he's worried about his virility. And I'm at the age when I'm at my most virile." His mother was a little embarrassed.
"You talk so freely about such things," she said. "Mother, that's the only way man is going to solve his problems. You have to talk about things before people can understand them. You can't keep things in the dark. Sex is a very normal thing, but it's been locked in a closet for centuries. We have to bring it out of that closet and talk about it, so we can all understand it."
He knew that he was shocking his mother. It's good for her, he thought. "Is that what they teach you in college?" she asked. "Well not in the classrooms," he said. "But only a small part of my education is learned in the classroom. Most of what I'm learning is from just talking to other people."
"Well Jerry, those people are people of your same age. They have the same ideas that you have." She sighed. "But there are other people like your father, older people. He's set in his ways. He doesn't want to change, because he can't change. He's too set in his ways. You see it's a vicious cycle."
Jerry thought how easily his mother explained things in her simple way. "He's going to have to change, Mom. We are. The world is going too fast to slow down." Alice smiled at her son. "Well," she began, "just remember what I said. Try to understand him even if he doesn't understand you."
She smiled at her son, and put her hand through his hair.
"And don't listen to him about not coming home. You come home whenever you want to. I like your hair long."
Jerry looked up at his mother. At least she's trying to understand, he thought.
"When are we going to eat?" Pam asked. She had appeared from nowhere. Alice told her to go and wash her hands. Jerry wanted to eat soon, he wanted to get over to Judy's as soon as possible. His prick started to move in his jeans.
He had last seen Judy two weeks ago. They had been to a movie. During the picture he had put his hand on her thigh. He was surprised when she took it off and pushed it towards her cunt. Through her pants he felt the warmth of her box and knew that he wanted it then.
After the film they had gone to a dark, private road that Jerry knew about. There he unzipped his fly to allow his throbbing prick to pop out, escaping the restriction of his tight jeans. Judy took it in her hand and caressed it up and down.
As she was rubbing it in her soft hand, Jerry thought how much he wanted her to take it in her mouth. He wanted to feel her tongue glide over it. He needed the sensitive tip to feel her lips sucking on the sensitive foreskin of his prick. The very thought made his cock pulsate and turn purple. Most of all, he wanted to feel his heavy load shoot down her throat.
"Blow me, Judy," he whispered.
"No. I won't do that," she said.
"Come on," Jerry urged. You'll like it."
"Stop it Jerry," she yelled. His prick was begging to come. But he didn't want her to finish by jerking him off, so his hand went to her cunt; but she pushed it away.
"Come on Judy. Let me." He opened her jeans. He felt her dark patch of cunt hair. He wanted to taste that cunt in his mouth. But he was afraid that Judy wouldn't let him eat her box. He knew that tonight he would have to settle for less.
His finger had worked into her wet pussy, and he slid it back and forth. But he wished that his tongue was there instead of his finger. Judy looked down to watch what he was doing. Jerry had felt embarrassed. And he kissed her hard on the mouth, biting her lips.
She had taken his prick in her hand. She had made a circle with her thumb and forefinger and put her fingers in her mouth. Then she had slipped this circle up and down his hard flesh. He worked his tongue into her mouth. They had sucked hard on each other's lips.
As they gave each other pleasure her cunt became an ocean of thick sweat. He still worked his finger back and forth until he felt her twat flood in his hand. She still worked her fingers over his prick. It was akward in the small car. He just had wanted to come, to get it over with.
It would have been so much easier, and pleasurable, if she had only let him eat her out. Finally he felt his come push through his balls and prick. It shot out onto her hand. Her hand was dripping with his thick come. She had made a disgusted face and wiped her hand on some tissues.
Jerry's finger went to his mouth. The smell of her cunt had filled his head. He sucked on the finger that had just been up her cunt. Next time, he knew, that he would try to get his tongue where his finger had been.
He saw his father and sister sitting in the living room. His mother told them to sit down in the dining room. Jerry brought in their melon, followed by his mother. "How's that college, I'm paying for. You learning anything?" his father asked.
"It's all right," Jerry said.
Jerry looked down at the wet melon. The thought of the cool fruit watered his mouth. He scooped into the melon. He thought of Judy's cunt. He thought of how much he wanted to eat her. His mouth began to water, and he started to choke on his saliva.
"Slow down, Jerry," his mother told him. He had to control himself. His mother brought out the chicken. It was Jerry's favorite dish. She cooked it in a red wine sauce. He cut into a breast. The soft, white meat again made him think of Judy. His mouth filled with the flavor of spice and wine. He had two more portions, then he left the table and called up Judy.
"Judy? I'm coming right over."
"O.K. Jerry," she said. He told his mother that he was going over to Judy's.
She told him to have a good time. "I plan to," he said under his breath.
He got into his car. Even though Judy's house was only a few blocks away he wanted to use his car. He got it only a few weeks ago. Judy was a year younger than he. She was a senior in the high school that he had attended.
He felt for the lump of hash in his pocket. He turned her on to smoking. Now he hoped to turn her on to something else. He planned for an exciting night. He hoped that he wouldn't be disappointed. He parked in her driveway. He didn't see her family's car.
She was waiting for him at the door. She kissed him eagerly. She stuck her tongue into his mouth. They sat down in the living room. It was quiet in the house. "Where's the folks?" Jerry asked.
"They went to the country club dance," Judy told him.
Things were working out just fine, he thought. He took the hard, black lump from his pocket. Judy's eyes lit up. He broke off a piece and put it in the small, brass pipe. He held it towards her and lit a match. She sucked hard on the pipe. The piece of hash glowed. She handed him back the smoking pipe.
He put the wet tip into his mouth. He sucked in the thick smoke. He wanted to get really high. They kept passing the pipe between them until they went through three chunks of the hash. Jerry's head was in a smoke filled haze.
Judy got up and put an album on the stereo. She turned the volume louder as Mick Jagger's voice screamed out for sympathy. Judy loved his voice. If there was anyone in the world she would love to fuck it was him. She sat down next to Jerry.
The Stone's music filled his head. He put his hand on her thigh. He moved it along up to her cunt. She put her mouth onto his. Their tongues touched. She put her hand on his fly. She felt the hard lump beneath his jeans.
Jerry undid her pants. His hand felt her soft cunt hair. His finger slipped into her wet slit. He couldn't stand it. The hash and the music made his senses more acute. He wanted to taste her cunt. He got up and pulled off his clothes.
He was standing naked before Judy. She stared at his hard prick. She liked what she saw. His stiff rod was beckoning her to it. Since that time in the car she made up her mind that she wanted Jerry. She wanted to feel the experience she only heard about.
She got up and took off her clothes. Jerry looked at her naked body. Her tits were round and full. They were each crowned with round, brown nipples. He looked at her patch of cunt hair. He saw it was wet. He fell down on his knees in front of that mouth-watering sight.
His mouth went straight to her cunt. He smothered his face in her wet hair. She pushed his head closer to her cunt. She wanted all the pleasure he could give her. She groaned as his tongue darted into that hot passage. Her knees buckled at the touch of his tongue in her cunt.
They laid down on the carpet, making that infamous number sixty-nine. She touched his prick. It was hard and hot. She never had a really big sex experience. It was always some quick thing in a car or in the back of a movie house.
She was fascinated at the size of Jerry's prick. She wanted to taste it in her mouth. She wondered how it would ever fit. She started to lick the stiff shaft. Up and down her tongue licked over the smooth skin. She liked the way it tasted.
She also liked the way Jerry's tongue was working in her cunt. She never thought that it could be this good. If this was what her body could do for her, she liked it. She felt a great itching inside her cunt, as Jerry's tongue worked faster.
Jerry's tongue now worked over her wet, hairy mound. He licked her thighs. She moaned at the touch of his sliding tongue. Without knowing what she was doing she opened her mouth and slipped Jerry's pulsing prick into it. She did not realize what she had done, until she had done it. But when she tasted the throbbing rod in her mouth, she liked it.
like a kid with a new toy, she sucked on it hard, unable to stop her lips from moving. Up and down the shaft her mouth moved. She had only the tip of Jerry's cock in her mouth. Her tongue glided over the smooth skin.
Jerry never let up as he felt the pleasure Judy was giving him. It was incentive for him to suck harder on her sweet pussy. His head was spinning from the hash, the music and the exquisite feeling down in his balls. He never imagined that she would be this good.
His tongue licked her belly. Then he worked his way back to her cunt. Again and again his tongue darted in and out of the sweaty pussy. His face was wet with her cunt juice. He could not get enough of her delicious twat.
She moaned and moaned as Jerry's tongue slid between her cunt lips. He knew that she was coming. She pounded her pussy into his face. He kept his tongue rigid so it glided in and out of the soaking slit. In a moment his face was bathed from her spent cunt.
She sucked on his prick hard. She wanted to give him the pleasure she had just received. Jerry felt his come escaping from his balls. He thrashed his prick down her throat. His hot cream shot into her mouth. She was surprised when she felt his hot come flooding her mouth. But she sucked up every drop of the thick come. When she sucked every last drop of come from his dick she lay back.
Her head was spinning with the pleasure she had just experienced. In the daze of the hash and the good feeling in her cunt, she was glad at the choice she had made. She had experienced something new and had enjoyed it so much.
But something happened the more she thought about it. She began to feel guilty. She looked down at her cunt. It was wet with Jerry's saliva and her own sweat. It looked dirty. She felt dirty. She looked at Jerry stretched out on the sofa. She looked at his wet, limp cock, wet from her own mouth.
She thought of his come shooting into her throat. Her hand reached for her throat. She felt sick. She left Jerry on the sofa and ran into the bathroom. She leaned over the toilet and threw up. She threw up Jerry's come. She wanted to clean her whole body, inside and out.
She ran upstairs to the shower. She turned on the hot water and soaped herself good. She opened up her mouth and let the water run into it, like she had let Jerry's come in only minutes before.
She got out of the shower and brushed her teeth. Then she used mouthwash. She wanted to get the taste of Jerry's prick from her mouth. The thought of what she had done made her sick all over again. She used more mouthwash. She regained her strength and went back into the living room.
Jerry was still on the sofa. She looked at his naked body. She looked at his prick, lying on top of his balls. She felt disgusted. "Get dressed Jerry," she said. He could tell by the tone of her voice that something was wrong.
"Hey. What's the matter?" he asked her.
"Nothing," she told him. But by the way she said the word it was obvious that a lot was wrong. He put on his pants.
"Didn't you dig it?" he asked her.
"I don't want to talk about it," she said.
"O.K." he said, "do you want to do anything?" he asked her.
"Nothing," she said. She wanted him to leave.
"Do you want me to leave, Judy."
"If you want to," she said coldly. He thought it would be the best thing if he did leave. "Listen," he said, "I'll call you tomorrow, O.K?"
"O.K." she told him. He went over and kissed her. But she did not respond. He left her sitting there, alone on the sofa with only the sound of Mike Jagger's screaming voice.
What the fuck is the matter with her, Jerry thought. He got into his car. It was still early. He decided to go for a drive. He took the old road that went out into the country. He wondered why Judy ,was so upset. He hadn't forced her to do anything. It seemed to him that she enjoyed his cock. While she was sucking on it she sure enjoyed it, he thought.
His prick stiffened at the thought of what he had done only minutes before. He wanted one thing. He wanted to taste some more pussy. By force of habit his car drove to Make Out Grove. It was the place that every high school boy knew.
He remembered all the sex he had had here. All the delicious pussy he had eaten here. He looked at his watch. He knew that in only a little while this place would be packed with cars. They would invade the area like ants at a picnic.
Anyone who came here, came here for one reason, to have sex. He licked his lips as he thought. He decided to wait and see what happened. Maybe, he thought, I'll see some chick I know. He hadn't seen any of the girls from high school, other than Judy.
He didn't have to wait long. Cars soon invaded the area. In just a few minutes the place would be hot with the smell of sex. He got out-of the car to try to find someone he knew.
He saw some girl bouncing towards him. She was followed by some guy who was built like a refrigerator. It was Tina. Jerry's prick climbed along his stomach. He had fucked her before. And right now he wanted to fuck her again.
"Hi Jerry," she said. "How's college?" she asked.
"Hi Tina. Everything is O.K." he told her. She saw his car.
"Oh, Jerry, ya gotta new car. It's nice." Jerry could taste her neat little pussy in his mouth.
"Yeah. You want to go for a ride?" He wondered how he was going to get rid of the stupid looking guy she was with.
"I'd love to go for a drive," she said dumbly. She turned to the drooling hulk next to her. "Listen Jocko," she started, "Jerry and I are old friends. He's home from college for only today and I want to talk over old times. You understand. Call me tomorrow."
Jocko said nothing, nothing distinguishable. He just grunted and walked away. "Jocko and I are like brother and sister," she said. That's all right, Jerry thought, if you like incest.
She got into the car. "Where do you want to go Jerry?" she asked. "Nowhere, baby," he told her. She smiled and put her hand on his thigh. Jerry liked dumb chicks. They didn't think about what they did, they just did it.
And as he remembered Tina did it real good.
Jerry put his lips on Tina's wet mouth. Her tongue shot into his mouth almost before their lips touched. Her hand was at his fly. With a flick of her wrist she undid his zipper. His hard prick sprang out of his pants, into her hand.
She squeezed it hard. She rubbed it from tip to root. Jerry leaned back as Tina leaned forward and slipped his hard cock into her mouth, all of it.
Her tongue glided over his hot prick. She was giving him sensations after sensation. He imagined how her wet, little pussy would taste in his mouth. He felt his come jetting from his prick, straight into Tina's wet mouth. She sucked every drop out of his prick. His cock slipped out of her mouth.
"Well, how have ya been Jerry?" she said wiping her mouth. You dumb bitch, Jerry thought, I want to taste your cunt right now.
He unzipped her jeans and exposed her soft patch of cunt hair. At seeing the lovely sight he instantly remembered the taste of her cunt. She pulled her jeans down to her knees and Jerry pulled them the rest of the way down to her ankles.
He saw the drops of cunt juice on her hair. He licked his lips and went right to work. Oh it was a tasty meal. His tongue licked up her wet slit. He tasted her cunt juice on his tongue. He wanted more.
She spread her thighs. His tongue licked her smooth crotch. The smell of her cunt intoxicated his head. His lips sucked on the wet, hairy mound. It lanced into her sopping pussy. His mouth flowed with saliva and twat sweat.
He could never get enough of that sweet taste. He sucked harder. His tongue jabbed into her cunt. He tasted a gush of sweet liquid. His mouth never left her cunt until every drop of it was in his mouth.
"Gee Jerry," she said when he was done. "You haven't changed a bit."
"Neither have you Tina," he said. But she didn't catch the sarcasm in his voice. "When are you leaving again for school?" she asked.
"I don't know. Sunday night I guess," he told her. "Listen Jerry. Tomorrow night I'm having a party. So if you're not doing anything, do you wanna come?" Tina, Jerry thought, the only place I want to come is in your mouth.
"Sure I'll come," he told her. "I'll take you home now, Tina." All the way back to Tina's house she talked about the kids he knew that were still in high school. He wasn't interested. He stepped on the gas. He wanted to get her out of the car quick.
Finally he got to her house. "Listen Tina," he said. "Can I bring Judy tomorrow night?"
"Sure, if you want to, but there'll be plenty of girls there."
"I'll see you tomorrow night," he said. "Sure. Thanks for a wonderful evening. It was great talking over old times," she said.
He wanted to throw the dumb bitch out of his car. But instead he kissed her wet lips. He slipped his hand down her pants and stuck a finger into her wet slit.
"Good night Tina."
"Night Jerry."
He watched her ass shake as she ran to her door.
He started his engine and left. As he drove back home he put the finger that he slipped into Tina's cunt up to his nose. It was still damp from her wet pussy. His mouth watered. He licked the finger as he drove home.
Alice got into bed next to her husband. He gave her a wet kiss. He put his hand on her thigh. He moved it up to her cunt. She knew what he wanted. He wanted her cunt in his mouth. This was one of the few pleasures left in their marriage.
Phil got off the bed to take off his pajamas. Alice sat up and took off her nightgown. Immediately Phil laid on his stomach and put his face to his wife's cunt.
His tongue licked up and down her slit. His face moved up her body, onto her belly. Then he returned to her sweet cunt. He sucked hard on the hairy mound. As he stuck his tongue up her wet slit, she pushed her throbbing pussy onto his tongue. Up and down she moved until she felt herself quiver with her climax.
She now wanted her husband's prick in her mouth.
Up and down she stroked it with her lips.
She slowly let it out of her mouth until she was sucking only on the tip. She sucked on the pulsing rod, then she let it back into her wet mouth.
Phil started pumping his prick between his wife's lips. She knew that he would be coming at any moment. She sucked harder to hasten her anticipation. She felt his thick cream sliding down her throat. She sucked on his prick as it slipped from its wet home.
Alice lay back. She was exhausted. She glanced at the clock. She had not heard Jerry come in. But then in the last few minutes she was only concentrating on one thing. She looked over at her husband. He didn't like Jerry's long hair. He was conservative about that. But when it came to sex, in the privacy of his own bedroom he let down all barriers.
She thought about what Jerry said about sex being kept in a closet. Her husband would never admit that he ate his wife's cunt. But in his bedroom he could indulge himself in whatever pleasures, unmentionable pleasures, that he wished.
They never talked during or after having sex. It was just something to do. It was a pleasure that was there, that they could take advantage of. But it was not something to talk about. Her husband was a hypocrite about sex.
Phil would laugh if she told him that, she thought. She knew he wasn't a hypocrite. He was just part of an entire generation that never took the time to examine itself, because they were trying to survive during a depression. They just accepted what their parents' morality was, and all the rigid rules that went with it.
But with some of that generation curiosity got the better of them. When they tried those pleasures that were only whispered about, they liked them. But because of guilt, the ghost of their parents, they could never admit that they indulged in such pleasures. They just did whatever they liked, but they had to pay the heavy price of guilt. She closed her eyes and tried to get to sleep. She wondered where Jerry was.
Judy was lying on her bed. She had sat on the sofa after Jerry had left, for a long time. She still thought she tasted Jerry's come in her mouth. She still felt sick, but it was more of a mental sickness than a physical feeling.
She kept thinking about how she had Jerry's prick in her mouth. She thought how she had let him suck on her cunt. She remembered how much she had liked it. Her thoughts excited her as much as they troubled her. She knew sex wasn't dirty. But she felt that what she did was something perverted.
She never went that far with any other boy.
She only gave hand jobs to boys. And even that she did only to Jerry and a boy she met during the summer. The only thing that she let boys do to her was to stick their fingers up her cunt.
All these things frightened her. She still wanted to see Jerry. But she was afraid that he would force her to do the things that she was afraid to do. She kept thinking about the pleasure that Jerry had given her with his tongue.
The more she thought about it the more she wanted to feel his wet tongue on her cunt. She remembered how his prick, had tasted. She remembered the feel of the smooth skin against her lips. She wanted to taste that hot shaft again.
Her cunt was wet at the very thought of having his prick in her mouth. She remembered her surprise as his hot cream had shot into her mouth, as it had slipped down her throat. She had liked the sensation. She remembered that she had wanted him again at the moment. But after a moment that want turned to disgust.
She felt her cunt. She wanted to feel Jerry's prick in her mouth. She wanted to feel his tongue on her cunt. Her finger worked in and out of her cunt. She wished that Jerry was there, sucking on it. He did it so well and gave her such pleasure.
Her cunt worked into a hot sweat. She felt her climax coming. She sighed as she came. That climax was only secondary to the feeling that Jerry had given her. She knew she wanted him. But her mind was racked with guilt. She felt dirty. It was a dirt that she knew that she couldn't wash off.
CHAPTER TWO
Judy didn't hear her parents come home from the country club dance. They got home very late. They had stopped off at some neighbors on the way home. Doris looked at her husband. He was a little drunk. Whenever he got this way he wanted to have a special kind of sex.
Doris opened the door to the house while Jack put the car into the garage. She tried to be as quiet as possible. It was late and she did not want to wake up her daughter. She heard Jack slam the door to the car. She wished he would be more quiet.
She got upstairs just as he came into the house. She started to take off her clothes and get ready for bed. It had been a long evening. She knew that she had eaten too much. But Jack was always telling her to put on more weight.
She dreaded getting into bed with Jack; she knew what he wanted to do. He came up the stairs. He tried to be quiet, but he knew that he had too much to drink. What the hell, he thought, it's Friday night.
When he came into the bedroom his wife was already in bed. He couldn't wait to get next to her. He wanted to taste her cunt on his tongue. What a perfect end to a good evening, he thought. He got out of his clothes as quickly as he could.
He got into bed. He got close to his wife. He could hardly wait to feel her cunt on his lips. He rubbed her thighs. He put his hand on her ass and pulled her closer to him. He kissed her hard on the mouth. His tongue drove between her lips.
He pressed his hard prick against her cunt. He wanted to taste her pussy. He wanted to eat her out and then fuck her. He knew just what she liked, even though she never admitted it. Jack knew that she loved him to eat her cunt.
His hands lifted her nightgown around her waist. His prick rose at the very sight of her dark patch of cunt hair. He buried his face in the soft grove. His tongue darted between the wet walls of her twat. He moaned as he tasted the sweet juice from her cunt. He had been waiting for this moment all evening.
Back and forth he worked his tongue, as he knew that he would work his prick, in only a few minutes. Her cunt juice slipped down his throat. He loved the taste of it. He stuck his tongue in deeper, he want to get every drop.
Doris pressed her cunt into Jack's face. She secretly loved what he was doing. But she would never admit it to him. This type of sex was the dirtiest of all types of sex. But she was his wife. She had to give in to whatever he wanted. But there were some things that she would never do.
She would never take his prick into her mouth. Time and time again he had tried to get her to blow him. But each time she refused. She only prayed that he would not force her to do it. His tongue worked deeper. She felt the sensations throughout her body.
She pumped her cunt into his face. Jack knew just what to do to make her come the way she liked. Now she knew that he would have to be satisfied. Jack wasn't ready just yet to fuck his wife. He was enjoying lapping up her cunt juice.
He worked his tongue over her cunt hair until he swallowed every drop of the sweet liquid. I could eat cunt three times a day, he thought to himself. Sometimes, usually ca the weekends, before they got out of bed Jack sucked on his wife's cunt. Three times a day he thought, it's a meal fit for a king.
He felt his prick. It was ready to be relieved of its mounting tension. He felt his wife's wet pussy. She took her nightgown off. Jack took off his pajamas. He looked down at her cunt. He worshipped pussy as much as his wife abhored his eating her.
He slipped his prick into her cunt. Doris liked the way it felt as he slid it around in her. But she would never show her pleasure. She was taught that sex was not something that you talk about.
Jack worked his prick back and forth in his wife's wet cunt. He only wished that it was in her mouth. It had only been in that place once in his life. That was many years ago when they were young. She had wanted to try it. But after the intense pleasure she had given him she vowed never to do it again.
He tried to convince himself that her cunt was just as good. He had no choice. He had to settle for her cunt. If only there was some way to convince her that sucking him off was more pleasurable. He knew that it was no use though. She had very strong views about sex.
His prick was slipping all around her wet cunt. He felt his come spring from his balls through his prick. In one jet it shot out into her pussy. His thick cream surrounded his prick in her already soaking cunt. He was just about to fall asleep on top of his wife when she pushed him over to his side of the bed.
Doris felt down to her cunt. It was wet with her sweat, and still wetter with Jack's come. The very touch disgusted her. She pulled her hand away. She knew that sex was an important part of marriage. But in her marriage it seemed that it was more important for Jack to have sex than anything else.
She wondered what Judy had done that night. She tried to bring her daughter up with some sense of values about sex. She knew it was hard for a mother today to give her daughter a sense of moral values, there were so many things to tempt a girl today.
She trusted Judy though. She knew that she had the good sense to stay away from men until she was married. Once she was married she would have plenty of time to experience the pleasures that marriage allowed. She looked over to her husband. He rolled back to her side of the bed. If they got twin beds like she wanted she would not have to put up with all this.
Jerry got up late the next morning. As usual he had a hard on. Tonight was Tina's party. He couldn't wait to get there. He had to call up Judy and invite her. He wondered if she would even talk to him. It doesn't matter, he thought. At the party he knew there would be plenty of pretty pussy for him to take his pick.
He went downstairs. "Good morning, Mom."
"Good afternoon," she said. It was after twelve. He didn't care; he had nothing to do. Nothing except think about Tina's party.
"Did you have a good time last night?" his mother asked him.
"O.K., " he said. "I ran into Tina Bradsy," he told her.
"Didn't you see Judy?" she asked.
"Yeah. I saw her too," he said. She made him eggs and bacon. His father was playing golf, of course. And Pam could be anywhere. He was glad he came home for the weekend. He was glad he had met Tina.
After he finished his breakfast he went to call up Judy. When he got her on the phone she sounded strange. "Listen Judy. Tina Bradsy is having a party tonight. Do you want to go?"
"I don't know. I guess so," she said.
"Well if you don't want to go, I's sure we can think of something else to do," he snickered.
"Stop it Jerry," she cried.
"Stop what?" he asked her. "You know," she said. Of course Jerry knew. "I'll pick you up at seven, Judy. Okay?"
"O.K., Jerry. I'll be ready," she told him. She hung up the receiver. She didn't know if she had done the right thing. She wanted to see Jerry. But she was somehow afraid of what would happen.
Jerry planned for a big evening. He didn't care about Judy any more. All he thought about was pussy and how he was going to get some. He tried to remember other girls, like
Tina that he had known in high school.
They all seemed nameless. But he remembered every one of their cunts. His prick was hard at the thought of getting more pussy. This is becoming an obsession, he thought. But I am digging it, he added.
He went back upstairs. He had no plans for the day. Maybe I'll just ride around and take a survey of what's going to be at the party, he thought. He changed into pants and a shirt. He told his mother that he was going for a ride and that he would be home for dinner. But he hoped he would eat long before dinner.
Judy told her mother that she was going to Tina's party with Jerry. Doris knew that Tina was not one of Judy's friends. Doris didn't know Tina, but from what she saw of the girl she did not approve. But she knew that Judy would have the good sense to leave the party if things got wild.
Judy had planned to finish a term paper that day. But her mind was not on her work. She thought about what happened last night. She thought about how much she enjoyed herself. She wondered if she had made a mistake about telling Jerry that she was going to go.
She knew what kind of girl Tina Bradsy was. She knew what kind of parties she had. Secretly she always wanted to go to one of them. Whenever there was going to be a party at her house the school was buzzing, like it was during the last week.
She told herself that she would just leave the party with or without Jerry if it became an orgy. The very thought of that happening made her cunt water. She thought of all the boys that would be there. They would all be football player types.
She was always excited by that type of boy. But she had never found anything in common with someone like that. She looked back at her work. She knew she had to get it finished. She tried to concentrate on it.
It was an unusually hot fall day. Jerry decided to go for a drive to Cripple Creek. Hardly anyone went there, because the ocean was so much closer. But that's why Jerry liked it, because he could be alone. Besides he could go swimming in the nude. That was something he liked also.
He thought about Tina's party and about Judy. His mind went from one to the other. He wondered how far Judy would go. He wondered if he would be able to fuck her. Maybe tonight. He sure would like to feel his prick up her cunt.
If he didn't fuck her he would at least like to taste her pussy. He tried to decide which he liked more, fucking or tasting twat. He thought he liked tasting cunt better. He just couldn't get enough of it. And as he remembered Judy's cunt was a down right treat.
His thoughts made him lick his lips. He was getting nearer to Cripple Creek. He made a sharp right and followed the dirt road which lead to the creek. He parked the car and started to walk down the hill to the creek. But he had misjudged the distance. He had to walk a little out of the way.
But he didn't mind. It was a bright, sunny day. And thoughts of pussy filled his head. As he started to walk down the hill which ran into the creek, he thought he saw a mirage. He thought he saw two naked girls swimming. He got as close as he could without being seen.
The delicious sight before him gave him an instant hard on. He imagined the taste of then-cunts in his mouth. It made his mouth water. "So you like watching nude girls." It was a voice coming from behind him. He quickly turned around, only to find a third nude beauty.
She came towards him. "Want some pussy, sonny?" She was standing with her legs spread apart. "Want to taste some sweet pussy?" The only answer that Jerry could give her was to get down on his knees and open his mouth wide. "You really do," she said in surprise.
She straddled his head and shoved the biggest, hairiest cunt Jerry had every tasted into his mouth. Jerry started to suck with delight on this piece of twat. The girl called to the others. "Mary, Susie come here." The other girls came running up from the creek.
"Janie whatever did you find?" Mary asked. She had a thick bush of red hair between her legs. It was dripping wet from the water.
"I don't know. But he's sure doing a job on my cunt." And in fact Jerry was. He licked Janie's cunt like a starved man set before a feast. Up and down her slit he worked his tongue. Her cunt was so big that Jerry could easily reach into it deeply. And he was doing that a lot.
He had never tasted a more delicious cunt. "That's it kid, suck away. I'm coming." And indeed Janie was. She flooded Jerry's face with sweet tasting cunt juice. He licked up every drop of her cunt honey with quick tongue movements.
"I'm next," cried Susie. And in a second she had replaced Janie, standing over Jerry's open mouth. He wasted no time in getting down to business. He started on this second course. Janie and Mary, also wasted no time. They took off all his clothes. His prick was as hard as a steel rod. And it was as hot as a heated steel rod. He wanted it to be cooled.
He did not have to wait long before Janie consumed his entire shaft in her mouth. She worked her lips up and down his stiff prick. As Jerry was devouring Susie's tasty cunt, he thought he was in a dream. Susie was a real taste treat for a connoisseur like Jerry.
He couldn't get enough of it. In and out and all around he worked his tongue. As she came she pushed her twat onto his face. At the same time Jerry shoved his prick deep into Janie's mouth. Her tongue was working overtime on his cock and balls. She let it out of her mouth so only the knobby tip was being sucked between her lips.
Susie came with a gush of salty cunt juice. Up and down Jerry licked. The taste was so refreshing. He licked up every drop. As he enjoyed the meal in his mouth he felt a moving in his balls. He come shot straight up into his prick in one exquisite rush of pleasure.
Janie sucked every drop of his rich, sweet, cream down her throat. Jerry felt so satisfied. But Susie's salty cunt made him thirsty. He knew the only thing to quench his thirst was another dose of cunt juice. Mary was just what the doctor ordered.
She put her hairy, red pussy over his face as his tongue came out to start licking on the last course in a meal fit for a king. Mary's red hair gave a clue to what Jerry was to find beneath it. Her cunt was deep red and hot. He sucked on it with all his might.
Mary urged him on with her moans of pleasure. She pressed his head closer to her cunt, so his tongue could go deeper. And Jerry did just that to her cunt. His tongue lapped around the wide slit and got all that delicious liquid. Her cunt juice felt cool in his mouth. It put out the thirst Susie had given him.
But now Susie was giving him something else. She spread his thighs and was sucking on his ass. Up and down she worked her tongue on his sensitive hole. It sent waves of pleasure up through his prick. His cock started to come back to life, helped by that expert tongue of Janie's.
She licked his prick until it was harder than it was before. Then she swallowed it down her mouth. Jerry licked harder on Mary's sopping slit until he felt her come dripping onto his face. His tongue caught every drop of her cool, sweet cunt juice. Mary's cunt was a fine dessert to his three course cunt meal.
Janie sucked his prick harder. And when she had enough of that she licked over his balls. Then she went back to his prick. Up and down Jerry's hard tube of flesh she sucked, until his come jetted into her mouth. She sucked harder, until every drop was down her throat.
Jerry's mouth was still filled with the tastes of the three cunts. It was a dream come true. "Got enough, kid?" Mary asked.
"Yeah. I think so," Jerry said. But he wasn't sure. He could start all over again he was sure. He could never get enough.
"Well, I sure got enough," Mary laughed. All the girls agreed that they had gotten a very satisfying tongue lashing from Jerry. "Well, bye sonny," said Mary. "Maybe we'll see you again when you're peeping on some other poor, innocent girls." They all laughed and ran to the water.
Jerry laid back in the sun. He felt so satisfied. Never had he tasted so much delicious pussy at one sitting. It was a meal that he hoped he would savor again, soon. He knew that it was getting late. He put on his clothes and went back to his car. He started the engine and raced back home.
Phil was making spare ribs on the out door grill. Pam was helping him, or at least she thought she was. Alice was sitting on a chair reading a magazine. She heard Jerry's car come into the driveway. She got up to get the table set. Jerry smelled the roasting meat and went into the backyard.
"Hi, everyone," he said. His mother asked him if he was ready to eat. He wanted to tell her that he had been eating all day. But he simply told her that he was hungry enough to eat a bear. Or some more bare cunt, he thought.
"What did you do today, Jerry?" his sister asked. Jerry didn't want to lie to her, but how could he tell his little sister that he was out eating pussy all day. It would be neat if he could tell his whole family what he did that afternoon. But he knew his father would have cardiac arrest.
"I went out to Cripple Creek," he told his sister. She giggled when she asked him if he went swimming without his clothes. "I sure did," he told her. She laughed and went into the kitchen to tell his mother.
"His father didn't say anything since he came home. "Can I help with anything Dad?" Jerry asked. His father told him that everything was just about read. His father then asked Jerry how school was. It seemed to be the only question that he ever asked Jerry.
"It's alright," Jerry said. Phil and Jerry did not have much in common. Jerry had no interest in his father's business. And Phil had no conception of the things that made up Jerry's life. Jerry thought that the generation gap between him and his father was as big as Mary's cunt, which, as he remembered, was as big as the Grand Canyon.
His mother and sister came out from the kitchen. The family sat down and started their meal. Again that night they began with melon. Jerry loved the taste of it, because it reminded him so much of eating cunt. He liked the way the juicy fruit cooled his throat, just like cunt juice.
His father brought over the ribs. Jerry dug into his meat. His father made some comment about him eating too fast. "Leave him alone, Phil," his mother said. "He hasn't eaten all day." Oh, Mom, Jerry thought, if you only knew.
Jerry had another three ribs, before he was filled. His mother brought out dessert. It was lemon meringue pie. It was a favorite of Jerry's. He like the feel of the cool meringue on his tongue. He liked the way it melted in his mouth. He thought of Judy. He quickly washed the meal down with a glass of milk, and went in to call up Judy.
When he got her on the phone she sounded better than when he last talked to her. He told her that he would pick her up in about an hour. She said that she would be waiting for him. He liked the way she said that. Maybe there was hope for more of her fresh cunt.
He went upstairs and began to shower. He looked down at his prick. He remembered how well it had been sucked that afternoon. Then he remembered how his ass had been sucked. He liked that enough to get a hard on in the shower. "You wait until tonight," he told his prick. He dried himself. Then he laid down on his bed.
He wondered what kind of party Tina was going to have. He had been to just a few of her parties while he was in high school. But those were the days when kids thought it was exciting just to make out. Kissing and feeling tits was about the only thing that they did.
He put on his clothes. He didn't put on any underwear. He wanted to be able to get his prick out of his jeans as quickly as he could. He put on a clean shirt. He liked the way it felt against his chest. You handsome devil, he thought, I'm going to get you some pussy.
He said goodnight to his family. He started his car and went to pick up Judy. She was waiting for him just like she said. She looked good enough to eat. He saw her firm tits underneath her blouse. She wasn't wearing a bra. His mouth watered as he remembered her body.
They didn't talk much as they drove over to Tina's. Judy rested her hand on Jerry's thigh. She had done a lot of hard thinking that day. She had decided that if Jerry wanted her again he could have her any way he wanted.
She knew that sex was not dirty. She told herself that over and over again. But for some reason she could not fully believe it. But the more she told herself that what she and Jerry had done was normal the more she convinced herself. Or at least she tried to convince herself.
They arrived at Tina's. The music was blaring from the house. There was no mistaking that there was a party going on. Jerry got out of the car. He couldn't wait to get inside. He couldn't wait to scout all the pussy he knew that would be there.
He took Judy by the hand and walked to the door. He and Judy were met by Tina. She acted as if Judy was not there. She took Jerry by the hand. "Oh, Jerry," she said, "I'm so glad that you came. I want you to meet every one."
She introduced him around to the others. She treated him as if he was some celebrity. The fact that he was in college impressed everyone, since they were all in high school. Jerry like what he saw. He knew some of the other girls there. He had been with some of them at Make Out Grove. His mouth watered.
He tried to remember that he was with Judy. But his eyes and his mind wandered. He wanted to get some pussy as soon as he could. Judy was angry. She felt he was ignoring her. She wanted him so bad, but did not want to beg him, like she knew that the other girls would be doing.
A group of girls started to form around them. They all asked him questions about college. Judy got madder. She realized that Jerry was paying more attention to them, than to her. She looked at the girls in front of her. She thought what they would do for Jerry.
All she had thought about, had tried to convince herself seemed to vanish from her mind. The sex that they had together became dirty to her. She looked at Jerry. She knew that he was interested in one thing. He wanted as much sex as he could get.
She wanted him for herself. She didn't want to share him with any one. She knew that she could give him all the pleasure that he wanted. But she realized that he didn't care. She looked at the girls in front of her again. She knew that they all wanted his prick in their mouth. Jerry was completely ignoring her. She made up her mind to leave.
When she got up Jerry didn't even notice. He was thinking about all the pussy standing in front of his eyes. Tina saw Judy leave. Now I can have him all to myself, she thought. She went over to Jerry and sat down where Judy was seated.
She moved over to him and put her hand on his thigh. It was only then that Jerry realized that Judy was gone. He was about to get up, but Tina pressed her hand closer to his prick. His cock had been throbbing for some time at the line of waiting cunt lined up before him.
Now he didn't seem to care where Judy was. He just cared about one thing, eating twat. He knew Tina wanted him badly. "Why don't we go out side," she whispered to him. He thought his prick would jump out of his pants. They got up and went out into the back yard.
The yard was spotted with couples eating each other out. Jerry couldn't wait to get started. Either could Tina, she was already on the grass. Jerry got down next to her and prepared himself for a long night.
She unzipped his fly. His prick came out from hiding. It was hot and hard. Tina's eyes bulged at the sight before her. She immediately took that stiff rod into her wet mouth. She couldn't get enough of it. Up and down she slid her lips along his smooth prick. Her lips knew just how to give him all the pleasure he had thought about all day.
He couldn't wait to taste her sweet cunt. While she still sucked on his prick he undid her pants. Her cunt was wet with the sweat she had worked up while she sucked his cock. She wanted to feel his tongue up her cunt. She did not have to wait long.
Jerry had his face in her cunt. It's been too long since I tasted cunt, he said to himself. I want all I can get, he thought. His tongue worked in and out of her wet twat. He rolled his tongue over her soft, wet cunt hairs. He loved the taste of cunt.
Tina loved the taste of cock. She sucked on his tight prick tip, and sent impulses of pleasure down to his balls. Then she put her tongue on the hairy sack that contained the two balls that were about to come.
He sucked on her harder. In and out he worked his tongue. He let the taste of her cunt juice roll down his mouth. He kissed her cunt, as if to thank her for the pleasure that she was giving him. And she was giving him pleasure. He felt his balls were about to burst any minute.
It was less than a minute that he had to wait. His balls exploded in one great burst. His hot cream shot into her mouth, like Old Faithful. She sucked down every drop of his hot scum. She enjoyed the taste of come so much. Up and down his shaft she worked, making sure that every drop was down her throat. She kept his prick in her mouth, until she was sure that she had every drop of come out of it.
Jerry's head was dazed at the pleasure she had applied to his prick. He sucked harder on her cunt. He wanted to taste her flood of cunt juice that he knew would quickly be in his mouth. In and out his tongue darted between her cunt lips.
She let out a moan of delight, as her cunt was spent. Jerry returned the favor she had done him, by sucking every drop of her honey flavored cunt juice down his throat. He loved the taste of it. He wanted more. But not from Tina. He wanted to taste a new cunt.
He wondered how many times already that night someone had been in her cunt. He zipped up his pant and went in to scout for some new material. As he came in Candy came over to him. "Dance with me, Jerry," she said.
Jerry didn't want to waste time dancing, but he knew he had to give his balls a rest. The music was slow. She pressed her body close to his. He felt her bushy cunt beneath her jeans. He could almost taste it in his mouth. He knew that Candy would be his next course.
He squeezed her closer to him. He wanted her cunt to warm up his prick. He wanted to get hard quick. She wanted to taste his prick in her mouth. Tina told her all about him.
Tina told her how good Jerry was with his tongue. Candy wanted to find out for herself how good he was. She knew that Tina liked to talk. She remembered once she told her about how fabulous some guy was. And when Candy got a hold of him he couldn't get it up.
But she knew she would have no such problem with Jerry. She felt his hard prick against her cunt. The music was over. "Let's go outside, Jerry," she said. Jerry took her around the waist and they both walked outside. It seemed it was warmer now than when he had been out with Tina.
But he saw more bodies out on the grass. The more bodies the more heat, he thought. Candy had her hand down his pants, she squeezed his prick. They both took off their jeans and lay down under some shrubs. Candy's body was smooth and white. Jerry started licking her belly. He wanted to taste her tit.
He slid his hand up and undid her bra. Her two big boobs fell out of the cups. Jerry's tongue went down on the cute brown nipples. He sucked on each one until they became rigid. The he sucked on them harder. He licked around each tit. Her skin was like satin.
He wanted to feel his prick between her two mounds of soft tit. Jerry straddled her chest. Sitting on her belly, he pressed his prick down between her tits, and pressed them close to his throbbing cock. He felt the warmth of her tits all over his prick. And his balls were warmed by her soft belly. It felt good, but he wanted his prick in her mouth.
He rammed his cock into her open mouth. She took it eagerly. Up and down her lips worked. She took his whole shaft into her mouth. She worked her tongue around it. The feeling was too delightful for words. She sucked harder. She loved the taste of his prick.
Jerry knew that he wanted to hump her tits. He took his prick from her mouth. He put it back between her tits. It was slippery from her wet mouth. It slid easily between the two quivering mounds of warm, soft tit. He squeezed them harder to his cock.
He felt his balls jerk with excitement as his come rushed from them to his cock. His thick come shot out far over Candy's head. Then it shot in little jets over her face and tits. She licked up every drop of the white cream that she could.
She was ready for Jerry to eat her out. She spread her legs and waited for his tongue to appease her throbbing cunt. Jerry was down on that hairy, sweaty mound in nothing flat. His tongue worked deep into the west slit. Back and forth he worked his tongue, sucking hard on the slippery walls of her cunt. Candy lived up to her name. Her cunt was the sweetest thing Jerry had ever tasted.
Her cunt juice was like nectar in his mouth. He could never get enough of it. She pumped her cunt into his face. She wanted him to go deeper into her sopping twat. And that's what Jerry did.
His tongue reached deeper still into her quivering pussy. She was out of this world. He could not get enough of her sweet taste. Her cunt juice slowly flowed over her cunt hair. "Oh Jerry," she sighed, "Tina was right." Jerry supposed that word got around about him and his silver tongue.
Candy put her pants back on her naked legs. He got one last look at her cunt. He would remember her sweet tasting pussy for a long time. Or until the next time he got a taste of it. Jerry had scored five times that day. But he wasn't satisfied with that score. He wanted more.
He wondered if his prick could stand it, as well as stand up. But he would give it a try. The thought of more cunt already made his mouth water. He put his jeans on and went back into the house.
The party was still going full force inside, although it was nothing as compared to what was happening outside. He saw groups of people, each group had smoke coming from its center. He knew what that meant. They were smoking grass. The sweet smell of the burning weed filled his nose.
He found Tina and sat down next to her. She handed him a pipe. He sucked in the smoky air and let it fill his lungs. It went straight to his head. He passed the pipe to the person next to him. She was an Amazon. He thought that she was a guy when he sat down next to Tina.
He wondered what her cunt was like. His thoughts made his mouth water. He wanted to taste her big, hairy cunt in his mouth. The pipe came back to him. He took a deep drag. He wanted to get really stoned. He looked at the huge girl next to him. "Hi, Jerry," she said. Word had really gotten around about him.
"Tina told me all about you," she told him. "You sound really interesting." He took hold of the pipe again, and then passed it to her. He wanted to get her alone. He wanted to taste the big pussy that he knew was waiting for him.
"It's hot in here," he said, "do you want to go outside?" She got up before he did. She was about six feet tall. Jerry was about half a head shorter than she. He put his hand around her waist and walked her outside. There were more people out now than when he had last been out, just a little while ago.
Everyone is getting what he wants tonight, he thought, including me. He took her to where he had taken Candy only minutes before. She quickly started to take off her clothes, all of them. Jerry followed her move. He jumped out of his pants, exhibiting his hardened prick.
When she spread her thighs he saw the most tremendous cunt that he had ever seen. He couldn't wait to get into it. In a flash he was down on his knees. His mouth went to the enormous cunt that was just waiting for him to eat it. And eat it he did.
His tongue slid into the nest slit. He worked it back and forth and up and down. Cunt taste filled his mouth. He sucked hard to get every bit of that familiar taste down his throat. His prick throbbed. He wanted to feel it in the gigantic cunt that now housed his tongue.
He got up on his knees and quickly his prick was consumed in the tremendous cunt. Back and forth he worked his body. His dick slid in and out of her sweaty hole. The sensations went all over his body. His senses were all very alert from the feel of the grass.
Her cunt flooded with her thick juice. It made him slide even faster and gave him more sensation. His head was reeling with the pleasure he was feeling through every inch of his body. Especially through the inches of hard flesh that were up her cunt.
His come shot into the nest hole. It was lost forever in that cave. He quickly got off of her for the fear that his whole body would be consumed up her cunt. He lay on his back and looked at the sky. What a day I've had he thought. But he was not satisfied. He wanted more cunt. He wanted Judy's cunt.
He had to find her to make up some story to apologize to her. He had no story. All he had was a burning desire to taste her pussy. He looked for Tina but she was not inside. Of course, he thought, she must be outside under some guy's prick. She would never miss him. There was probably a waiting line to get to her.
He left the party and got into his car. He turned around and headed straight to Judy's. He wanted to taste her cunt as soon as he could. He felt obsessed with the thought of her cunt. But he put that out of his mind. It was only normal to want to taste pussy. And he had his share of delicious pussy all day.
When he got to her house she was sitting on the front steps. He knew that he had to be very delicate about this whole matter. He didn't want to blow his chance. He only wanted Judy to blow him. He went up to her house and sat next to her on the steps.
"I missed you at the party," he said. "Why didn't you stay. I had a really nice time. Tina was really nice to me. And everyone else, too." He knew he had to watch himself. Judy was not just another dumb chick.
"How long after I left did you notice I had gone?" she said. She was almost in tears. She knew she still wanted him. She wanted him to do what he had done to her last night.
"Judy, listen," he began, "I was going to follow you. But I knew that you wanted to be alone. I don't know even why you left. I wasn't making any passes at the girls. I was just sitting there."
"I saw how your eyes were undressing them." When she said that she realized how ridiculous it sounded. But she knew that was just what he was doing.
"Judy, don't be so paranoid." He put his arm around her. "Now listen, I guess that you did a lot of thinking. If you want me to leave I'll leave." That sounded good he thought.
She didn't know what to do. She wanted him to stay, at the same time she did not want to give in to him so easily. But she wanted him so badly. She wanted to feel his tongue on her cunt. "I only want you to stay," she began, "if you want to stay."
"I want to stay with you Judy," he told her. And he did. "Let's go into the backyard." They both held each other close as they walked into the backyard. They lay down under some trees. It was cool and quiet. It was much different than the scene in Tina's backyard.
He kissed her hard on the lips. His tongue shot into her mouth. He had been waiting for this all evening, just as Judy was waiting for it. They both were going to get just what they wanted.
His prick was hard, it wanted to get into
Judy's mouth. He took off all his clothes. Judy was afraid that her parents would hear them. She was afraid her mother would come out and see what she was doing. She became frightened. Jerry was lying there naked. She looked at her body. Her lust overtook her fear. She got out of her clothes in a jiffy.
Their bodies held each other close. He pressed his prick onto her soft cunt hair. She kissed him hard. She reached down for his prick. It was so hot and hard. She wanted to taste the smooth rod in her mouth. She felt his balls. She let them roll in her palm. She carefully squeezed them. She wanted them in her mouth too.
" Jerry went down on her cunt. His tongue reached back and forth, giving her the pleasure she had waited for. She shoved her cunt up to his face. She didn't know when she would see him again, and she wanted to get the most of this pleasure.
The taste of her sweet twat was just what he was waiting for all evening. The more he sucked the more he wanted, and the more she gave him. Her cunt overflowed with its sweet juices. He could not get enough of the sweet juice in his mouth. His tongue worked over her cunt. The cunt hairs brushed against his face. They were wet from his saliva.
She moaned with pleasure, but she did not want to come just yet. She wanted to taste his prick. She quickly swallowed what she had been waiting all evening to taste. Up and down she worked her lips over the tight rod. She wanted to feel his hot love juice down her throat.
She grabbed his stiff shaft in her hand, and sucked on the tight, round tip. She ran her tongue over the red tip, until Jerry moaned with pleasure. He wanted to taste her cunt and feel her come in his mouth as he came in her mouth.
He sucked on her wet cunt, as her lips slid up and down his dick. She flooded his face with her sweet juice just as his cream shot into her throat. They came together in a burst of pleasure. They were both exhausted from the joy. They just lay there quiet.
CHAPTER THREE
Jerry left shortly after then. They both quickly dressed. She walked him to his car. He told her that he would call her from school during the week. He kissed her hard. Her tongue shot into his mouth. She didn't want him to go. She wouldn't know what to do without him being there.
Jerry drove away and left her looking after him until he had gone. She went into the house. Her parents had gone to bed. She went into her room. She wasn't tired. She wanted to stay up and think about Jerry. She went over to her records, and put one on the stereo.
She turned down the volume so she wouldn't wake her parents. She knew that she took a chance doing what she did in the backyard. Her mother could have easily heard her. Her mother sometimes just sat by the window listening for sounds.
She put on a Airplane album. She listed as Grace Slick's voice sang about a relationship among three people. "Why can't we go on as three," she sang. She listed to the words. "You're mother's ghost at your shoulder," Judy thought of her mother. She realized why she had been so sick the night before. It was all from guilt.
She knew what she wanted. She wanted to conquer her guilt. She wanted to erase the ghost of her mother that hovered over her. She knew that she enjoyed what she did with Jerry. She liked it very much. She wanted more of the pleasure. But there was that guilt that made total pleasure impossible.
She put the song on again. This time she listened to all the words. For the first time she realized what the song was about. "You mustn't do that, it breaks all the rules," Grace sang. Judy thought more and more about what she had done. She had broken the rules.
She laughed at the word. There are no rules when it comes to pleasure, as long as you didn't hurt anybody, she thought. The rules that her mother had set up for her were from another generation. It was a generation that was always scared. They had to have rules to keep in line, because they were afraid to think.
The song was over. She wanted Jerry to be there with her. She wanted to tell him that she understood. That she wanted him the way he wanted her. Her cunt became wet as she thought. She wished that Jerry could be there to lick it dry.
She turned off the stereo. All her thinking had made her tired. She wondered what she would do without Jerry, when he left for school. She took off her clothes and started to put on her nightgown. But she thought of her mother. She got into bed without anything on.
When Jerry got home his family was asleep. He went up to his room and started to pack the few things that he took with him from school. He would leave some time tomorrow. He lay down on his bed. He was exhausted. He took a pad and pencil and started to write the names of the girls he had that day. There were the three girls at the Cripple Creek. There was Tina last night, and again tonight. He decided to start all over again. He thought he better start from last night.
First there was Judy. And he had Tina last night at Make Out Grove. Then today, there were the three girls that he spied swimming. He wondered if he would ever see them again. Then tonight there was Tina, Candy, the Amazon girl, and Judy. Two last night and seven today. A total of nine. Nine times in the last two days he had tasted the sweet pleasures of pussy.
That was a lot of pussy, but it was not enough. He was obsessed with getting more cunt. He wanted to taste cunt as much as he could. If only he could find someone at school, some girl at school who could give him the pleasures that he could give to her. It would be a drag if he had to come home every weekend to Judy.
He would have to put up with his family. His father in particular. Then there was just the traveling time back and forth, bucking the traffic. No, he had to find some cunt that he could just walk to. That would be his plan for as soon as he got back to school.
Jerry was obsessed with the thought of fresh cunt. Over and over in his mind he thought about his experiences in the last few days. The more he thought about it the more he wanted it. He knew that was the way life worked. And he liked it.
Jerry got up late, again. He looked down at his prick. As usual it was hard. He knew what it wanted. It would just have to wait until he found someone at school. He got out of bed, and took a quick shower. The water felt good against his body.
He dressed in his usual outfit of jeans and a shirt, and went down stairs to eat breakfast. He was hungry. Whenever he wanted cunt he was hungry. His mother had left him a note.
She had gone over to a neighbor's who was moving. His mother always did things like that for people.
For a minute he felt ashamed of what he had done in the last few days. Hell, he thought, it's only natural. But he knew that most people would think his lust was unnatural. His strong desire had changed into a lust. He had to get cunt. He had to taste pussy. He had to have someone suck on his balls.
All these thoughts spun in his brain. I've been thinking too much, he told himself. I've got to stop. I can't let some stupid moral code get in the way of my pleasure. He thought of Judy. Did he have some responsibility to her? Was he leading her down some road of lust?
He knew her mother. He knew that her mother didn't approve of him, because of his hair. He wondered if she ever told her mother what she did with him. Judy was considered a nice girl. Everyone knew what Tina did. But if anyone knew what Judy did they would be shocked.
Should he keep his obsession to the kind of girl who could give him what he wanted, someone like Tina? Or if he found someone he liked and introduced her to his different ways was he doing something wrong?
Different or unusual things have always been taboo, he thought. It took strong people to change these taboos, so everyone could enjoy the pleasures. In only a few moments, Jerry had changed from a villain who seduced innocent girls to a social crusader.
He started to eat his eggs. This whole thing is dumb, he thought. I'll just get whatever I can. I can't let all these problems about right or wrong get in the way of me getting my pleasure. He heard his mother pull up the driveway.
"Did you have a nice time last night, Jerry?" she asked. He told her that the party had been allright, but that he had been to better ones. He only wished he had been to better ones. He started to think about pussy all over again.
He was caught in a vicious cycle, and he knew it. But he didn't mind, as long as he could have cunt. As he ate his bacon he thought of the salty cunt that Susie's twat had given him. His mouth watered. He wanted to taste some cunt fast.
He told his mother that he was leaving for school. She asked him to stay for dinner. But he said that he wanted to get back and do some school work. He told her he had a test coming up, and that he needed to study. He knew that was always a good excuse.
He went upstairs and got his suitcase. He kissed his mother goodbye. She told him to call her during the week. He promised that he would. He threw his suitcase into the car and started on the short trip back to college. It sure was one hell of a weekend, he thought.
Judy's mother woke her when it became twelve noon. "You won't be able to get to sleep tonight," her mother explained. That was typical of her mother, always interrupting pleasure. She had been dreaming of Jerry and how he was sucking her cunt.
Even if she never saw Jerry again she knew that she would always remember him. He had shown her the pleasure that she could have. She had never dreamed that she could have such pleasure, until she met Jerry. She had always been with boys who were out for their own pleasure.
High school boys, she thought, are so different from college boys. She got out of bed. The record she listened to last night was still on the stereo. She turned the machine on. The song played loud. She knew it helped her make up her mind.
She felt a strange itching in her cunt. She wanted Jerry to be there to relieve it. She wanted to feel a tongue up her pussy. She wanted to taste Jerry's prick in her mouth. She didn't know what she would do when he was away at school. She didn't have a car. She could take a train. If she got desperate that is what she would do. Unless she could find someone at school who could give her the same pleasure that Jerry gave her.
Her mother yelled up to her that her lunch was ready. "I'll be right down mother," she yelled back. She knew what her lunch would be, egg salad. She was convinced there mother just did not know how to make anything else.
That was her mother, though, never changing from the norm.
She went downstairs to her mother and the egg salad sandwich that waited for her. She looked at the sandwich on her plate. It was just so, not a piece of lettuce out of place. The more she thought about the order of her life the more she wanted to deviate.
She ate her sandwich. "You came home from the party early last night?" her mother said. Judy just acknowledged her remark. "Was there anything wrong?" her mother asked. Judy said no, that it was just a boring party. "That Tina," her mother continued, "she has something of a reputation in school, doesn't she?"
"Just what are you asking, mother?" Judy shouted. "Yes she does have a reputation, as you so nicely put it. So what?" Judy realized that she was shouting at her mother.
"There's no reason to shout, dear. I just asked you a simple question." Judy was afraid that her mother had seen what she had done last night with Jerry. There was that guilt again, she thought. Her mother just sat there, like she had been doing all her life.
"You know," her mother began, "you have to watch out who you associate with. You could get a bad name by just associating with the wrong people. Now, I don't know that girl Tina, but she always impressed me as rather loose."
"Mother," Judy began, "Tina is not my friend. I was just invited to one of her parties, that's all." Her mother asked if Tina was a friend of Jerry's. "I think that they knew each other when Jerry was in high school, but I don't think that they were friends," Judy told her.
"They must have been friends, if the girl invited Jerry to her party. I mean you don't invite strangers to a party. There's something I don't like about that Jerry. Now, dear I'm not telling you how to run your life...."
"Oh stop it mother,'-' Judy shouted, "you are too. I live in a different world than you do. Who I pick as my friends is my business. Please just leave me alone. Haven't you done enough?" Judy ran from the kitchen up to her room.
Her mother sat in the kitchen. She didn't understand what her daughter said. She knew that she would have to have a talk with Judy soon. She was worried about the people that she was seeing. She got up and washed the dishes. She knew that her daughter was right. They were worlds apart. But she knew that she always tried very hard to listen to her daughter. But she just could never understand her.
After she dried the dishes she went upstairs. Her daughter was in her room. Judy turned the volume down on the stereo as her mother came into the room. Her mother sat on the bed next to her daughter.
"I'm sorry that I yelled at you," Judy told her mother. "It's just that I've been thinking lately about things. I have to think for myself, now I am growing up. I won't always have you to talk to. I want to be responsible for myself."
Doris put her arm around her daughter. She's just growing up, she thought. She was glad. But at the same time she was worried. She knew what kids did today. Doris knew that Judy's relationship with Jerry was becoming a little too strong.
Judy had plenty of time to meet a boy. She would be going off to college in the coming fall. But as she was pleased with the thought, she was frightened. She knew that her daughter would be far away from her. She could do whatever she wanted. She heard about what went on in college dorms.
Jerry got back to school in good time. The campus was quiet. He supposed that a lot of kids were still not back from the weekend. He took his suitcase out of his car and went back to his room. He hoped that his roommate would be in the room.
Jerry's roommate was Sam. They were both freshmen. Sam was from New York. For that reason everyone at the school had some kind of admiration for him. They respected him. They never guessed what he was really like and how he liked his pleasure. The fact is that Sam didn't care how he got his pleasure, or with whom.
Sam had spent almost as an exciting weekend as Jerry had spent. He had invited two of his friends from the city up to school. They were a couple. They weren't married. They just lived together. That was about the extent of their relationship. But that was enough. They didn't care who the other had sex with. And if one wanted to have sex with the other, fine. They found that living together was cheaper than living alone. And the rewards could be much better.
The couple's name were Rita and John. They jumped at the invitation which Sam extended to them. It would mean free food, as well as free sex. Sam had been with both of them before. They had come to know each other very well.
They arrived early on Saturday morning. They woke up Sam. As Sam opened the door he was awakened by Rita's piercing voice. "Sam, darling. Did we wake you? Sam if I could have gotten up at some ungodly hour to make the trip out here to see you, it's about time that you were up."
Sam sat down on his bed and rubbed his eyes. Rita and John sat down on either side of him. "Are you ready?" Rita said to John. In one quick movement they had Sam's pajamas off. And in a few more quick movements they had their clothes off. All three of them were sitting naked on the bed.
Rita put her hand on Sam's prick. She felt it get hard around her fingers. She stroked it up and down. At the sight of Sam's rising cock
John's prick began to grow. Rita helped it along by playing with his balls. Then she went down on Sam's prick.
Up and down she slid her lips. Then she went over to John and started to suck him off. When Sam got off the bed he made room for Rita to lie down. She laid on her back. John shoved his prick up her cunt, and Sam put his prick in her mouth.
John slid his cock deep into her cunt. It was sopping wet. She had been waiting for this moment all during the ride out. She sucked harder on Sam's dick. It had been a long time since she had it in her mouth. She was enjoying it very much.
John got off of Rita. Sam still had his prick in her mouth when John started sucking on Sam's ass. His tongue worked all around the tight hole. John loved the taste. But he wanted his mouth where Rita's was.
John pulled Sam off of Rita and started sucking on his dick. Rita stooped over Sam's face and let him suck on her cunt. His tongue worked in and out of her wet slit that was warmed by John's cock. Her cunt was soaked with her sweet cunt juice. Her cunt always worked itself into a sweat when she had sex.
John did a job on Sam's cock. His lips glided up and down the hard piece of flesh. John worked his tongue over Sam's balls. His saliva wetted the two balls, which he easily took into his mouth. He sucked on the two come filled balls ever so carefully, giving Sam sensation after sensation.
Rita pressed her cunt closer to Sam's mouth. His tongue went into the slippery slit. His face was covered by her wet cunt. Sam enjoyed every moment. His face was flooded by Rita's cunt juice as she came in a gush.
He licked every drop of her sweet tasting juice into his mouth. But he was distracted by the sensations which he felt that John was giving him. John was an expert with another man. He knew just how to suck cock so that his partner got pleasure.
Sam felt himself coming. He rammed his dick down John's throat. His hot come surged into John's mouth. John sucked hard until every bit of cream was out of Sam's dick and in his mouth. John's prick throbbed.
It was Sam who relieved him. He placed his mouth over John's hot stiff prick. Up and down his lips went. Faster and faster they glided along the slippery prick. In a quick few moments John felt the sensation that he had just given to Sam. Sam lapped up every bit of scum. He was glad they came.
Sam let the other two in his room while he went to shower. He thought about the good times they all were going to have that weekend. He wondered if Jerry was here if he would have joined in. He was curious if Jerry had the same views as he did.
Rita and John wasted no time when Sam had left them alone. They were on the floor fucking. John slid his prick up her cunt and then he slowly took it out. He knew that she liked that. She gripped his prick with her cunt muscles as he slowly took out his cock.
They both gave each other waves of pleasure. They both worked well together. They had a lot of practice. They both liked any kind of pleasure that the other would give. They fucked for hours on end, together, or with anyone who wanted to join.
He felt her pussy flood his prick with her delicious cunt juice. He couldn't wait to come so he could go down and start to eat that lovely meal. He felt a bursting in his balls. His come shot deep into her twat. He felt its warmth around his prick.
As he planned he went down on her cunt. In and out he worked his tongue. He tasted his come mixed with the sweet taste of her cunt juice. He could never get enough of that mixture. It was the nectar of the gods, and he wanted all he could lap up.
As he just finished eating her out completely, when Sam came back from the shower. He was still dripping wet. He looked good enough to eat, Rita thought. She took his cock in her hand. She did not have to wait long before it was stiff. She wanted it in her mouth. She could never get enough of cock.
Into her mouth Sam's hard prick went. Up and down she worked her lips. She worked them so well. It gave Sam impulses of delight. Her tongue worked around the shaft. Up and down it went. She rubbed faster until she felt his hot come flooding her mouth.
She still sucked on the limp cock between her lips, until every drop of come was down her throat. She wanted him all over again, but knew that she would have to wait. There would be lots of time for them all to feel the pleasures that they each could give to each other. Her mouth watered at the thought.
They all were hungry, this time for food. They all got dressed and walked over to the cafeteria. They passed pert little coeds. John didn't miss one. And Rita had her eye on the gorgeous boy in front of her. Anything with pants that had a cock was all that Rita wanted. And somehow she usually got it.
Inside the cafeteria there were hundreds of people. John and Rita couldn't get over this odd place. All these people, they thought, all these people just waiting to have sex. They were both of a very liberal mind when it came to sex.
They both had absolutely no inhibitions. They both took whatever they wanted, with whoever would give it. They enjoyed what they did. Their relationship with each other was never marred by their other relationships. They knew that they always had each other.
John and Rita each filled their trays up to brimming with food. Rita never cooked. She just opened a can, and that was dinner. John never bothered to cook. He just took whatever Rita spooned out. But here was their chance for real food.
They sat down at a crowded table. "How do you eat with so many people?" she asked. Sam made some joke about her having eaten with more people and she didn't eat dinner with them.
She asked if he found anyone who would fuck. He said that he hadn't. "Everyone here is too up tight even about talking about sex." John burped. "It's not New York, believe me," he said. Rita wolfed down another slice of bread.
"The food isn't too bad," she said. "Say how's your roommate? Where is he?" Sam explained that Jerry was away for the weekend. He continued that he wasn't sure, but he thought that Jerry might like to join them if he ever got the chance. Rita became interested.
Sam smiled. That chick never got enough. He knew that before the weekend was out he would give her all she wanted.
Rita and John filled themselves to the point where they just couldn't eat anymore. This took some time. They both went for fifths. This whole scene did not embarrass Sam in the least. He was so glad to see them. They reminded him of the city life that he missed.
After John and Rita were finally done, Rita said, "Well whatever we decided to do today we're going to be hungry. I'll make some sandwiches." While she was getting the fixings for the sandwiches John and Sam decided what they would do during the day.
Sam said that they could all go to the beach, or they could just stay on campus. The college was situated on what was originally the estate of a wealthy business tycoon. There were lots of private fields and gardens. John liked that idea.
Rita came back loaded down with bread and cold cuts. The boys clued her in on the plans. "Groovy," she said. "I can't wait to get started. I'm so glad you invited us out here Sam. It's so nice and quiet out here." As she talked she slipped mustard and cold cuts between slices of white bread.
John wrapped the sandwiches as fast as Rita made them. The two of them worked so well together. When Rita thought she had enough sandwiches, enough to feed an army, they all went back to Sam's room. Rita opened the huge bag she was carrying and took out a large piece of brown hash.
Sam took out his pipe and they all lit up. They passed the pipe around until they all had enough, or too much. Rita was floating around the room. Sam and John were laid out on the bed. "Come on boys," Rita said, "Let's go out to nature."
Rita and John followed Sam. He took them down a long road, and then they followed a dirt path. The path took them onto the side of a large hill. Below them was a field. It was Rita who first saw the two people in the field. She stopped, and the boys saw why.
There was a boy taking pictures of a girl.
The girl was nude. John, Rita, and Sam stare as the boy clicked shots of the girl. She posed for him, running all around the field. The boy clicked his camera. Then the boy called the girl over.
He said something to her. She hugged him. Then he started to take off his clothes. When he stripped they both clung to each other. The girl lay down in the field. The boy started to eat her out. He kept his head between her legs for some time.
The girl was enjoying what he was doing. When he lifted his head he lay down. This time the girl went down on him. She sucked on his prick for a long time, until he pulled her head up.
Then she lay back down. He mounted her. And together they started fucking. They rocked back and forth in the sun. Faster and faster they fucked until they both were spent. The boy put his hand on the girl's cunt. Then he put his mouth to it.
It was then that John, Rita and Sam invaded their privacy. The girl and the boy were scared stiff. Almost as stiff as John and Sam's cocks, which rose while they watched the couple fuck. The girl and the boy tried to cover themselves with their clothes.
"No," Rita said, "you've got us all wrong. We want to join in." This frightened the couple even more. The girl was crying. Sam noticed her juicy cunt. It was still wet with come. He wanted to stick his tongue right up that wet slit. John had the same idea.
"Baby," John said, "I'm going to eat your yummy looking cunt." He went to grab the girl, but she started screaming. "What the fuck are you screaming for? I just want to suck your twat. You let him suck it just a minute ago," John pointed to the boy as he spoke. The girl was terrified. Sam was laughing his head off.
"We saw you two eating each other and fucking," Rita said, "so we thought that you might want company." Rita started to take off her clothes. The boy and girl started to put on their clothes. "Don't you want to fuck?" Rita asked the boy.
He was now as scared as his girlfriend. "What's the matter with you people, are you crazy?" But then he pleaded. "You won't tell anyone what you saw us doing, will you?" he pleaded. The boy was pathetic.
"Listen baby," Rita said, "I won't tell anyone if you won't. What are you so up tight about? Shit, you think that I never saw two people fuck before? I do it everyday." The girl was sobbing uncontrollably. "Figure it out," Rita said to John and Sam, "we try to do them a favor and look at the thanks we get."
The boy finally said, "You people are nuts." He grabbed the girl and together they ran to get away from the trio. Rita said that she just didn't understand people at some times.
"Now you see what I have to put up with around here," Sam said. "The only time people fuck or eat cunt is in seclusion. They're just afraid to admit what they do."
"That's why we have wars," Rita said. "I mean it. People are just so up tight and afraid to express themselves. Fucking is so natural to me. And I love to eat cock," she looked at the two others. They all had their clothes off. "Come on Sam. Eat my cunt. It's dying for your tongue."
Sam wasted no time. He went down on that lovely sight. Rita's cunt always tasted good to him. His tongue teased her fine cunt hair. She laughed and thrust her sweaty pussy onto his rigid tongue. She kept thrashing her cunt onto his waiting tongue, which gave her untold delight.
While this scene was going on John was underneath Sam, sucking hard on his prick. He slowly worked his lips over Sam's mass of hard flesh. He sucked on its tight tip, working his tongue over the sensitive tip. At both ends of his body, Sam was feeling delight.
Rita felt herself coming. She smothered her twat over Sam's face. Her thick come ran over Sam's mouth. His tongue quickly caught every drop. One end of his body was satisfied. And soon the other end would be satisfied. He felt a rumbling within his balls. He pumped his hips into John's sucking mouth. His hot come jetted into that wet orifice, like a geyser. John sucked up every drop.
All that work made John's prick harder than a steel rod. It was Sam who relieved him of his tension. Sam went down on John's cock. He took the entire shaft into his mouth. He worked his lips up and down the shaft. His tongue worked all around.
He licked John's hairy balls until they dripped with saliva. When Rita saw John's hairy mass she couldn't resist. She sucked on John's balls, while Sam licked his dick. John was in pure ecstasy. Rita felt his balls jerk. John felt himself come. And Sam felt John's hot come down his throat.
He sucked up every drop of scum. And then he still sucked, hoping that there would be more. But John was spent. They all were happily exhausted. Rita passed out the sandwiches and they all took a break from their fun.
Rita was chomping on a salami sandwich. "You know," she said, "I really don't understand people. Here we are. We just enjoyed each other. Now if those two other people stuck around, they would have enjoyed themselves too. I would have loved to have had that boy's cock in my mouth." She took another bite of her sandwich as she relished that thought.
"Not all people are like us," Sam said. "Some people have been brought up under a moral code. When they do something that's considered wrong under that moral code they feel guilty. Did you see the way that poor girl was crying?" John said that he only saw the way her cunt was sweating.
Sam went on. "She thought we were going to tell her parents or something. People are just scared to do what they want to do. If they do it they feel guilty."
"I sure would have liked to have tasted that girl's cunt," John said. "It looked like a mighty tasty treat." Rita handed him another sandwich and told him to satisfy himself with it. "Rita," John said, "how can you compare bologna with pussy?"
Rita grabbed back the sandwich. She rubbed the bologna on her cunt and then gave it back to John. "That's Rita for you," he said, "always thinking."
They all lay in the sun, until Rita said, "All right lunch break is over. Somebody eat my cunt, it's been without a tongue for too long." And indeed it had. Her box had worked up quite a sweat.
It was Sam who first got down on that dessert. His tongue darted between her hairy cunt lips, again and again. He smelled the spicey bologna that she wiped on her cunt shortly before. It made his mouth water. The spicey taste added just the right flavor to her already delicious tasting twat.
She came quickly, in one big, juicy gush. As he lapped up her sweet cunt juice, he thought how nice his prick would feel in it.
So without further thinking he popped his hard prick into her warm pussy. Back and forth they rode each other. He felt himself coming and in a moment his hot cream shot into her gaping cunt. He still pumped himself into her until every drop of his come was up her wet cunt.
John could not resist eating what he knew was below Sam's prick. As soon as Sam pulled himself from Rita's cunt John went down on her. His tongue went deep into her running slit. He licked out every drop of come and bologna flavored cunt juice.
While John was enjoying that taste sensation, Sam spread Rita's legs and sucked on her ass. Sam worked his tongue quickly over Rita's tight ass-hole, giving her gales of pleasure.
When John finished lapping up Rita's cunt, Rita took his prick into her mouth. Over the stiff shaft she slid her lips. She sucked hard on the knobby head. John yelped with pleasure. She never let up until she felt John's rich cream shoot deep into her mouth. And still she sucked until every bit was out of his limp prick. They all lay in one heap. They all knew that it was still early.
CHAPTER FOUR
Jerry put his key in the door. He found Sam lying on his bed. He was reading. Since the few weeks that they had been together they hardly had been in the room at the same time. So they hadn't talked much. There was an awkward silence between them.
Finally Jerry asked, "How was your weekend?" Sam simply said that it was fine. He explained that the had invited some friends over. Sam then asked Jerry how his weekend was. Jerry said that he had a good time at home. Again there was that awkward silence.
Jerry started to unpack the few things that he took home. Then he sat down at his desk and started to read. The next day he had four classes. He had not been to his math class in weeks. He made up his mind that he would have to go, even thought it meant getting up at eight o'clock. He put his mind to his reading until it became late enough to use the time for an excuse to stop studying. Jerry and Sam were both tired. As Jerry got ready for bed, so did Sam
They were both exhausted.
When Jerry slept sometimes he did a strange thing, he talked in his sleep. But this weakness allowed Sam to learn that Jerry had the same sexual tastes as he did. It was around one in the morning. Jerry started to dream, of course he dreamed about pussy.
He dreamed about the pussy he ate, the delicious cunts of Tina, Mary, Susie, Janie, Candy the Amazon and Judy. Each cunt flashed before him. He ate each one all over again. As he dreamed of these delights he could not help but verbalize his pleasure.
"Your sweet pussy. Let me eat you all night, Tina. Suck me harder." These were just a few of the phrases that Jerry mumbled. But it was clear enough for Sam to understand what he was talking about. Sam's ears perked up as Jerry continued.
"Suck my balls, Judy. Let me eat your sweaty pussy." Sam took this all in. He was convinced that Jerry indulged in the same pleasures that he did. As he fell asleep, Sam thought how he would approach Jerry on the topic.
Jerry's alarm went off at eight. He quickly turned it off, he hated the sound. He dragged himself out of bed and got dressed. He took his notebook and went off to his math course. He hoped that he would be able to stay awake.
He took his seat in the lecture hall. He wasn't sure if it was the one that was assigned to him, it was so long since he had been to the class that he had forgotten. He tried to keep his eyes open by thinking of all the possible pussy that he was missing.
A girl with red hair caught his eye. In an instant he woke up. The girl was Mary, one of the delightful trio he met at Cripple Creek. His prick rose in anticipation of what his mind already planned. He would take to her after class.
He wanted to see her as soon as possible. His prick was hard at the very thought of what they could do. He only hoped that Sam would be out of the room. If not they would have to go outside. He hadn't eaten breakfast, and all this thought about cunt was making him hungry.
After class he made his way through the hordes of people to talk to her. He kept her red hair in sight as he finally came up to her. He called her name and she turned around. She was just as surprised to see him as he was to see her. She got over to him as fast as she could.
"What are you doing here?" she asked. Jerry explained that like she, he went to school here. "Do you live on campus?" she asked. Jerry said that he did. "Too bad, it's more fun living off campus," she said. Jerry asked if she was doing anything tonight.
Mary said that she wasn't, but she wanted to continue what they had been doing at Cripple Creek. "My cunt is itching for your tongue," she said. "Listen," she continued, "one of my roommates, you remember her, has her parents coming over tonight, so my place is out."
"Well come over to my room, Mary," Jerry said. "If my roommate is there we can always go off to some field." Mary was very excited. She promised that she would be over no later than seven. "I'll be waiting with open mouth," Jerry laughed. As they parted he realized that she did not even know his name. "My name is Jerry", he shouted to her.
For his other three classes Jerry had a hard on. All during English his mind was not on Chaucer, but on eating Mary's cunt. Throughout Philosophy his thoughts were not on Plato, but thinking how Mary was going to suck him off. And all during French, he was thinking about his come shooting into her mouth.
When all his classes were over he ran to the cafeteria for lunch. All that thought of pussy made him hungry. Lunch was a big disappointment in comparison to all the pussy he thought about. He tried to eat his Spanish omelet with enthusiasm, but it was no substitute for cunt.
He didn't know how he was going to manage the rest of the day. He would have to get down to some studying, but the fact that Mary was going to be in his mouth in only a few hours had him so excited. He only hoped that Sam would be off somewhere.
He wondered if Sam would be tolerant if he knew what he did. He knew that there were some people at school who were very up tight about sex. He knew that there were some people who believed that fucking was the only way to have sex.
He knew that Sam was from New York, so he figured that he had some idea what was going on in the world. It was strange, he thought, that he and Sam never had really talked to each other yet. Maybe, Jerry said to himself, I can convert him to my ways, like I converted Judy.
Judy had a lot of trouble sitting in her chemistry class. She wanted a tongue up her cunt. All morning she had an itch in her twat, an itching that would only stop if she had someone eat her out. She spread her legs apart, and hoped that it would stop.
After chemistry she had a study hall. She had a pass to go to the library. The quiet of the library seemed to make the itching more intense. She tried to keep her mind on her reading, but she knew it was no use. Jerry had shown her the pleasures that were available, if one had the mind to do them.
Judy had the mind. In fact ever since that night in the backyard the only thing she thought of was the pleasure that she received. She wanted more. She knew that there were boys in school who could satisfy that itching, but they were the type of boy that she didn't know. It was the type of boy that only girls like Tina Bradsy knew.
As Judy hought about all this, someone had taken the seat next to her. It was Jim Dayton. She knew Jim and dated him a few times last year. He was a nice boy. The very thought of him eating her out made Judy laugh. "Shat's so funny, Judy?" Jim asked.
"Oh, nothing, Jim, I was just thinking." She wanted him to ask her out. The very thought of getting him to eat her out excited her. She wanted his tongue in her cunt, and she wanted to suck his prick.
He asked her shyly if she was still seeing Jerry. "Not really, Jim. Jerry and I are just good friends not anything else. He's away at college and I'm still here, so we thought it best just to have our own lives where each of us is." Judy hoped that what she had said would be an introduction for him to ask her out.
"Well," Jim started, "are you doing anything tonight?" Judy was about to jump on him, and tell him that she was free. But she quickly contained herself and simply said that she wasn't doing anything. "Well," Jim said, "would you like to go to a movie, or something?"
Judy liked the part about the or something. She said yes. He told her that he would pick her up at seven. He looked very relieved, like he planned to ask her out for days and finally got up enough courage to do so. He left her to her reading.
Judy burned with anticipation. She wanted to show Jim the pleasures that had been shown, to her, by Jerry. She felt better. The itching in her cunt subsided. She went back to her reading. She knew that in only a few hours she would be sucking on Jim's hairy prick. The very thought made Judy's mouth water.
After lunch, Jerry went to the library. He thought it would be a good place to scout for pussy. He knew that he didn't have to worry about getting any, but it would still be nice if he could get some more. There was never enough cunt to get, and Jerry knew that.
There was not much action in the library. Jerry saw a lot of girls with very short skirts, she kept pulling them down. Jerry thought how worried people are about sex. Outwardly the girls wanted to show their sexuality. They wore those very short skirts.
But inwardly they were still the same as their mothers. Jerry wondered when people were going to change. He wondered when the big social revolution that people of his generation talked about was finally going to occur.
Jerry knew that even his generation was still troubled with the thoughts of sex, even though they talked about it more freely. But he knew that they were only products of their parents. He knew it would take a whole new generation of parents who brought up their children in free thinking ways, before there would be any sexual revolution.
Jerry looked at the girl sitting at the next table. She was wearing a really short skirt. But she was sitting with her legs crossed and she kept pulling at her skirt every few seconds. He wondered what kind of kids she was going to bring up. They would probably be the same as she, unless something happened.
Jerry was surprised at the thinking he had just done. He wondered if it was just being in the marbled library that did it. He looked down at his Chaucer. If he could only apply his thoughts to that.
Sam got back to his room and found it empty. He hoped that he would find Jerry there. He wanted to talk to him about what he had heard him say during the night. He hoped that Jerry was just not having a wild dream. But even if he was Sam knew that deep in his mind he wanted to taste the pleasure which he was dreaming about.
Sam took out the chunk of hash that Rita and John had left him. He put some in a pipe and lit it. He breathed deeply on the pipe. He wanted to be really stoned when he went to dinner. He took another drag on the pipe. He stared to look for an album to put on.
He couldn't make up his mind, he knew that the hash was doing his work. He finally found a Grateful Dead record. He put it on and lit another chunk of hash. He didn't know if Jerry smoked, but he was pretty sure that he did. He wanted to turn on with him.
Just at that moment he heard a key in the door. In a flash he had the pipe and the hash back in his desk. But it wasn't fast enough. Jerry knew what he was doing. And Sam knew that Jerry knew. They smiled at each other. "Do you want to smoke some hash?" Sam offered.
Jerry sat down and said that he would like to indulge himself. Sam though that if they both got stoned enough that their inhibitions would be lessened, and then he could talk to Jerry about what he said in his sleep. Sam put a big chunk of hash into the pipe.
Jerry breathed hard on to the brass pipe. He filled his lungs with the heavy smoke. Sam wanted him to get good and stoned. The Grateful Dead blasted away on the stereo. They both thought about the music and getting stoned.
Jerry said that he was really wrecked. Sam hoped that he was because he was about to hit him with the information which he found out during the night. "Did you know that you talk in your sleep, Jerry?" Sam said.
"Yeah, I know. Sometimes I do that. It scares me to think that I do that. I'm afraid that I'll give away some deep dark secret about myself. I've done it since I was a kid. Did I say anything that I shouldn't have said?" Jerry asked.
"Well," began Sam, "that depends on what you think you shouldn't say. I just surmised from what I could understand that you had a very enjoyable weekend." For a minute Jerry was dazed. He wondered what he had said. He wondered if he had mentioned any names.
He tried to laugh. But for some reason Jerry was a little bit embarrassed. "Well Sam what did I say?" Sam didn't know exactly how to tell Jerry about what he had said. But he was so stoned that his words just started to flow out.
"Well, it's like this. From what I could tell you really like to eat pussy." For a moment Jerry was stunned that Sam had said that, and he showed his amazement. "Oh Jerry, it's nothing to be ashamed about, or anything like that." Sam laughed and continued. "Why some of my best friends like to eat cunt." They both laughed.
Jerry felt more at ease. "Yeah, I sure like to eat pussy. This weekend I had a feast. I met these three girls and..." Jerry's mouth stopped working and his mind went double fast. He remembered that he had met Mary, and that she was going to come over.
"Sam," Jerry asked, "are you busy tonight?" Sam wondered what Jerry was planning or had planned. Sam said that he wasn't doing anything at night. "Well then," Jerry continued, "how would you like to eat the sweetest pussy that you will ever eat?" Jerry saw that Sam was stunned. "Let's go to dinner and I'll tell you all about it."
In the cafeteria they found a vacant corner. Jerry explained how he met Mary at Cripple Creek, and how he found out today that he was in her math class. He told Sam that she was coming over and he was sure that the three of them could work on something.
Sam's prick was about to pop out of his pants; he wanted to get his teeth into some cunt, instead of the hamburger that was in his mouth. If Jerry was not exaggerating Mary would be a meal fit for a king.
Jerry looked at his watch, it was getting late. He didn't want to miss Mary. He told Sam that they better get back to the room. They took their trays and put them on the conveyor belt that took them to the dishwasher. At the same moment they both started laughing. They both knew what was awaiting them.
When they both heard the knock on the door only a short time after they got back to the room they both started to go to the door to open it. Sam got to the door knob a split second before Jerry. He flung the door open. Standing before him was Mary.
The minute he saw her red hair he wanted to suck her cunt. He let her in. She greeted Jerry with a big hello. He introduced her to Sam. She told him that the other girls said hello and wanted to come over soon. They knew that they could have a good time again.
Mary didn't know when or if Sam was going to leave. She liked the way he looked. She wanted him to stay. She wanted to suck him off very badly. She kept looking at him. Jerry noticed her interest. "I'm happy to announce," he began, "that my roommate and I have the same tastes."
"Wonderful," Mary yelled. "Let's get started. I'm dying for both of you to eat me out. And I can't wait to have both of you." As she talked she undid her pants. In a few moments they were all out of their clothes.
Mary looked at Sam; the thought of his prick in her mouth made her head spin. She got down on her knees and took his big, hard prick into her mouth in one swallow. Up and down she slid her lips over his smooth skin. She sucked on his tight prick head, until it was red.
Then she went over to Jerry who laid on his bed. She got down next to him and sucked on his balls. The tip of her tongue worked up and down the underside of his prick. The wet tip slid up and down slowly. His prick throbbed with the pleasure she was giving him.
Suddenly she took his whole prick into her mouth. She sucked hard on it. Inside her mouth her tongue worked over the stiff shaft.
Her tongue knew just what to do to give Jerry every sensation that he dreamed she would give him. He rammed his prick down her throat. He wanted to feel the pleasure he knew was approaching.
Sam didn't waste a second. His head was between Mary's legs. His tongue was deep in her cunt. Back and forth he worked his tongue, just as Jerry was pumping his cock back and forth in Mary's mouth. Her cunt tasted so good. Sam could not get enough of it.
Jerry felt himself coming. He pressed his prick hairs onto Mary's face. He felt his balls pop his cream. It shot through his prick and it burst into Mary's mouth. She sucked up every drop. She wanted to taste more. She was ready for Sam.
But Sam was not ready for her. He didn't want to be disturbed from the tasty dish he was relishing. He worked his tongue over Mary's red-haired twat. He licked up every drop of her honey sweet cunt juice. He had tasted a more tasty meal, since he had sucked the delicious cunt that Rita had offered him over the weekend.
Mary couldn't wait. She wanted him now. She pulled his head from between her legs. She kissed him hard on the mouth. His tongue was down her throat. Her mouth was slippery from the come that still coated the sides of her throat.
He wanted to feel his come shooting into her slippery mouth. He wanted her to give him the same pleasure that Jerry had felt seconds before. He wanted to feel the joy of coming. His prick throbbed at the thoughts that spun in his head.
He laid back on the bed. Mary's expert mouth covered his hard cock. Up and down her lips quickly traveled over his stiff flesh. Sam moaned with the pleasure that she was giving him. The more she gave him the more she wanted, and more he wanted. His prick felt so good in her mouth.
In his mouth, Jerry tasted Mary's sweet cunt. He loved the taste of it. Back and forth he worked his tongue between her cunt lips. It felt so good to have his mouth in a cunt again. His face was drenched by Mary's cunt sweat. The more "he sucked the more her box sweated. Jerry lapped up every drop.
In one gush of sweet, sticky cunt juice Mary came. Jery could not get enough of the tasty nectar. He sucked hard on the wet, hairy mound. He could never get enough. He only wished that the other girls could have been there now. He would have loved to taste their sweet cunts.
Sam's brain reeled with the pleasure he got from Mary's tongue. She knew just how to give a prick all the pleasure that it needed to come with the most intense joy. She would mount pleasure upon pleasure. Then her tongue just teased. Then she started all over again.
Sam was breathing heavily. Mary worked her tongue over his hairy balls. She took them into her mouth. Her tongue worked the hairy sack into a sopping mass of pleasure. Sam had not felt such joy in quite a while. He liked the way she worked her tongue over his prick.
He wanted to come so badly. But Mary wanted to give him more pleasure. She also could not get enough of his big prick. She loved the feel of it in her mouth. She also liked the feel of Jerry's tongue that was now up her ass. He worked it in her sensitive ass-hole. It gave her intense feelings throughout her body.
She wanted to feel Sam's hot come shoot into her mouth. She knew that he was long ready to feel his cream shot from his huge balls. She just knew that those two big balls would hold more than enough hot come for her waiting mouth to taste.
Up and down she slid her lips. She heard him moan. And then in one jet she felt his thick scum coat her mouth. She swallowed every drop of the rich cream. His prick still jetted the sweet come. She could not get enough of it. She did not take her mouth from his prick until every drop of come was down her throat.
Sam had not felt such expert lips at work for a long time. He was glad he and Jerry were roommates. He knew that they would get along fine. He could not wait to take Jerry into the city and have him meet some of his friends. Sam wanted to return the favor that
Jerry had done him by introducing him to the delights of Mary.
Judy got out of the shower. She rubbed the coarse towel over her body. Her cunt itched in anticipation at what she planned. She wanted to get Jim alone. She wanted to introduce him the pleasures that Jerry had taught her.
She put on her jeans and a blouse. She knew that her mother would have something to say about her not wearing a bra, but she didn't care. She didn't want anything to get in the way of her pleasure. She only hoped that Jim knew what to do.
He was very shy. On their other dates it had been Judy who had initiated the first kiss. But Jim took it from there. She was convinced that all he needed was a little encouragement. She would be the one to give it. She wanted to feel his prick in her mouth. She thought of that feeling all during the day.
She went downstairs to wait for Jim. She put on her shawl, so her mother couldn't see that she had no bra on. She laughed at herself when she thought about her mother. If she only knew what she planned to do tonight.
Her mother and father were going to a neighbor's to play bridge. Judy wondered if she could use the house while they were out. But she decided against it. She didn't want to take any chances. She heard Jim blow his horn. She was more than ready to see him.
Jim had been very nervous while he was getting ready for the evening. He decided that he and Judy would go to a movie. But afterwards, he didn't know what they would do. He liked Judy. He liked her very much. He had never gone very far with any girl.
Over the summer he had been with one girl. Together they discovered the pleasures that two people could give to each other. He liked what they did. But he never got a chance to continue their new found pleasures. The girl had left without telling him.
When he got back to high school in the fall he fell back into his old pattern of just taking a girl out and maybe kissing her when he said goodnight. He never gone any farther. He never had enough courage. But Judy excited him. After he made the date with her he got a hard on. And all day, whenever he thought of her his prick would pop up again.
He held the door open for Judy. She sat as close to him as the bucket seat would allow. She wanted to get right down to some serious sex. She was disappointed when he suggested a movie.
But she agreed to see it. She didn't want to appear too anxious. When they got to the movie theater they just made the start of the feature. She purposely took a seat in a rather empty aisle of seats. If she had to sit through the movie she wanted to get him ready for what she planned for after the movie.
The film started. As the story unfolded it was another of the kind of picture that was about today's youth. These films bored Judy.
They never really told the audience what being young was really all about. They usually had some part where some kid took acid, and while he was finding out about himself he was flipping out.
Judy thought about herself. She never took acid. She was afraid to. She was happy as she was, she didn't want to press her luck. She laughed to herself when she saw the two actors making love. They always made it seem so beautiful on film.
But Judy knew what it was really like. It was a fast kiss in a crowded car. It was a quick feel at a noisy party. It was a nervous blow job while the folks were away for the evening. But Judy wanted it. If it had to be that way, because people are narrow minded, then she would accept it that way. Because she had to have it.
Even at that moment she wanted to feel Jim's mouth on her wet cunt. She wanted to feel his balls. She couldn't wait until she way away at college. Then she could do all these things how she always dreamed that she would do them.
She wanted to have sex in a bed, and not be worried if her parents would be home early. She wanted to do whatever she wanted to do, whenever she wanted to. And right now she wanted to blow Jim. She only hoped that he would take her lead.
The movie made Jim horny. When he saw the two actors fucking he thought of the summer. He and the girl he had met had fucked on the beach. It was the most pleasurable feeling he had ever experienced. He remembered the smell of her cunt. His prick became harder.
At first the smell repulsed him. He wanted to do what so many of the boys boasted about in the locker room. He wanted to go down on her and eat her out. But the smell of her cunt turned him off. He couldn't get up the courage to stick his tongue into her wet slit.
Finally he got up enough courage. He closed his eyes and held his breath. And just as he was about to eat her out she told him not to. He had been disappointed. He had wanted to be able to boast like the other boys had done. He wanted to have the experience of eating a girl out.
When the girl had told him not to start to eat her, he had become a little angry. Later when he fucked her he thrashed his prick hard into her cunt. He had made her bleed. He remembered the way the blood looked on the sand. He also remembered the exquisite feeling he had when he came in her cunt.
Just as he was remembering this he felt Judy's hand creep onto his thigh. He felt her fingers move slowly to his crotch. He wanted her to stop. They were in a public place. He moved his thigh from her hand. He wanted to wait until they were alone.
He made up his mind right then that he would eat out Judy. He wanted to taste her cunt. He wondered if her cunt would smell as bad as that other girl's had. He didn't care. He wanted to have the experience of eating a girl out.
He would be going away to college in the fall. He knew that he would have to have some sex experience before then. He felt that he was the only boy in his class who just had one, singular sex experience. He was almost ashamed at that fact. But tonight he would change that.
Judy was upset that she had been so forward. She was just so anxious. She couldn't wait for the movie to be over. The actors on the screen were fucking. The boy was going down on the girl. She wanted that to happen to her, she wanted him to put out the fire that was burning in her cunt.
The movie was almost over. Jim wondered what they would do after the film. He would ask her if she wanted to go for pizza. But he really wanted to get her alone. He didn't want to go to Make Out Grove. He didn't want to be with other people.
He would take her to some dark, tree covered road away from the center of twon. His mouth was dry from the anticipation. He wanted a drink. But he knew that the film would be over any minute. He would have to wait, for everything for a few minutes more.
As the film ended the young actors kissed. All their problems, all their hang ups were resolved. The unreality of it made Judy mad.
She knew that the whole thing was so untrue. What she felt in her cunt at that moment was the truth.
The lights came on in the theater. Jim asked her if she liked the film. "That's not the way people act," she said. Jim was surprised at the anger in her voice. He couldn't understand why she was angry. He knew that he just didn't understand women.
"Do you want to go for a pizza, Judy?" he asked. She wanted to taste only one thing at that moment, and that was his prick. But she didn't want to seem too anxious. She already made the stupid move of trying to feel his dick, during the movie.
She said that she would like to go to eat. The movie had made her hungry. The pizza would satisfy at least one craving that she had. And after they had the pizza she would go about attaining satisfaction from the other, stronger craving she had.
They pushed through the crowds who were waiting for the next show. They got into Jim's car. The parking lot was dark. Jin thought if he should grab her and kiss her. In that way he would tell her that he didn't want to take her home right after they had their pizza.
He made his move. He pulled her close to his shaking body. She pressed her lips onto his open mouth. Her tongue shot down his throat. She wanted to tell him that she wanted him. He pulled her closer. His mind was totally confused.
He wanted to have her then. But he made the plans for them to have pizza. For some reason he had to do things as he had planned. Anyway, he thought, the parking lot would be crowded in a few moments with people who saw the same showing that they saw.
He pulled his mouth from hers. His mouth was even drier now. He wanted to get something cool down his throat as soon as he could. He started the car. He backed out of the space and headed to the pizza parlor. He wanted to get there soon so they wouldn't have to wait for a table.
He stepped on the gas and they were at the restaurant in a few minutes. They got a table. He ordered the pizza and the Cokes. He also asked for some water. He was very nervous. There was an awkward silence between them. Judy said that she was going to the ladies room.
When she was gone his water came. He drowned his throat in it. He knew he had to contain himself. He tried to think of a question to ask her when she came back, something to start some kind of conversation.
In the ladies room Judy put some cold water on her face. Then she went to take a piss. When she looked down at her cunt it was sopping with cunt juice. She told herself that she would just have to wait. She put more water on her face. She combed her hair. She liked the way she looked.
When she got back to the table their Cokes were there but the pizza still didn't come. She wanted to eat and get down to sex as soon as possible. As soon as she sat down, Jim asked why she didn't care for the movie.
"It's just that I've seen that picture a dozen times before. It's that old story about young kids finding themselves in a world that they didn't create, but were stuck in it anyway. They try to find themselves through drugs. When that doesn't work they try sex."
She stopped for a second, as if to make a point. "After sex they try just to understand each other. And that usually works. And they live happily ever after. But things don't always work out that way. People always have problems."
She started something and she wanted to finsh it. "People try to live their life as they want to. But sometimes some obstacles come in the way. The obstacle may be a concrete thing or it may be an abstract thing. But whenever the obstacle gets in the way some kind of problem arises."
She lowered her voice. "What we did just before in the parking lot was pleasurable. But when most people have pleasure they feel guilty. That's a big problem with our generation, I think, even with all this talk about social freedom. The fact still remains that we are still hung up on the same things our parents were hung up on."
The waitress brought their pizza. She was a middle-aged women. She looked like every other waitress in a pizza parlor. The waitress said that the pie was hot and that they better wait a few minutes before they started eating it. She gave them dishes and napkins and then went to her next table.
"Now take that woman, for example," Judy said, "who knows what she does in bed?" Jim was a little surprised at what she was saying. "I mean that as long as people don't talk about what they do it's alright, they don't feel guilty. But that reasoning is stupid. If we are the new generation that we're being told we are then we have to stop pretending that sex is romantic, like in that movie."
She took a piece of pizza. Jim didn't stop watching her. He was so interested in what she was saying. "I don't know if I'm making any sense," she continued. "But I've been doing a lot of thinking lately, about things. I've come to the decision that if you're guilty about something then you should try to overcome that guilt, because it is an obstacle in achieving something you want."
She took a bite of her pizza. It tasted so good. Jim started to eat his slice. The smell filled his head. The sauce and cheese filled his mouth with flavor. He thought of how Judy's cunt would taste. He wanted to tell her right there that he wanted her, wanted to eat her out.
What she said made him think. He knew that guilt stopped him from achieving the pleasures that he had heard about. He would try to accept Judy's philosophy, but didn't know if he fully could. He knew that he was his parents' son. They had brought him up with a strict moral code. There was always that fear of going against that code.
But he tried to get those thoughts out of his head. He wanted to enjoy himself now. They talked about things like college and what they would both plan to study. Jim said that his parents wanted him to study business, but he wasn't too sure if he wanted to study that.
Judy thought he would fit right into the pattern, the round peg in the round hole. She hoped that he would at least come through tonight. She hoped that her talk had made him think. She knew that the movie had excited him. She hoped that excitement would be rekindled in the next hour or so.
Judy ate faster. She finished before Jim. Then he ate faster. He wanted to get alone with her as soon as possible. He paid the bill and then they went out to the car. The parking lot was quiet. His hands worked faster than his mind.
Again he pulled her closer to him. His tongue reached down her throat. Her hand went for his prick. She felt the lump growing under his pants. She knew that he was just as ready as she was. They got into the car. Jim started to drive away from the center of town. He knew just the place that he would take her.
He drove to a secluded road that was off the highway. Judy was there before. But she was sure that if another car came along it would be for the same reason that she and Jim were there. The car would either park at a safe distance away from them or leave.
Jim turned off the engine. He felt strange. He had never really been in a situation like this before. He never drove to a secluded spot with the specific reason of having sex. Judy noticed his nervousness. She knew that all he needed was a little encouragement.
She kissed him hard on the lips. He opened his mouth to receive her tongue. It was in his mouth in a flash. He shot his tongue down her throat. His hands felt for her tits. She had on no bra, he liked that idea. His hands lifted her flimsy blouse.
His hands felt her firm tits, the nipples were hard. He pressed his face to her tits. He liked the way she smelled. He wanted to get to her cunt. He took one nipple into his mouth. Then he took the other nipple into his mouth. He sucked on it until it was hard. When he was done he didn't know what next to do.
It was Judy who showed him. She took off her blouse. The she started to take off her pants. He had his mouth hanging open. "Take your clothes off Jim," she said. For a moment he was embarrassed. He didn't want to get all undressed in front of a girl.
But then when he thought that he realized how silly it was. He remembered what Judy said in the pizza parlor. He started to take off his shirt. He felt his stiff prick beneath his jeans. He knew he was ready for her. She was taking off her pants. It was hard to undress in the small car. But where there's a will there's a way.
She was sitting next to him naked. He liked the way her body looked in the moonlight. He pulled off his pants. He couldn't wait to taste her cunt. He reached over to her. But here was no room in the car to move. "Let's get out," Judy said.
She opened the door and slid out of the seat. He followed her. He had only been with a girl one other time. He was as nervous and anxious at the same time. She laid flat on the grass. She spread her legs and wanted him to go down on her cunt.
But, instead, he went to her tits. He liked the way they felt in his hands. He liked the way they tasted in his mouth. He sucked on the nipples of each of her tits. She reached for his hand and brought it down to her cunt. When he felt the wetness he pulled it away.
There was something frightening about her wet cunt. She wanted his mouth on her cunt so badly. She wished that it was Jerry she was with, instead of Jim. Jerry could make her feel the pleasure that she wanted. She reached over for his cock. It was hard. She wanted it in her mouth.
She stroked his prick. She wanted to arouse him to the point where he would eat her out, like he had wolfed down his last piece of pizza. Her hand traveled over his hard shaft.
His prick was bigger than Jerry's. She couldn't wait to taste it in her mouth.
While she ran her hand up and down his throbbing shaft, she brought his hand down to her cunt again. This time he let it rest on her sopping mound. He felt the wet heat under his palm. He was repulsed and fascinated at the same time. The wetness on his fingers was thick. One of his fingers crept into her flooded crack.
Judy couldn't wait any longer. She was tired of just playing with his cock and balls. She wanted some real action. She leaned down and took his hard rod into her mouth. She grabbed it tight. She sucked on the tip. She tasted the few drops of come that had formed on his prick. She wanted more.
She slid his whole shaft into her mouth. Up and down she worked her lips, as his finger worked back and forth. He was giving her some degree of pleasure, but she wanted to feel his tongue, where his finger was. She sucked harder on his prick.
Jim's head reeled with pleasure. He never thought that he would ever feel this much joy. Even that night on the beach had not been as good as this. Judy's tongue worked up and down his shaft. She knew that she did her job well.
But she was not getting the reward that she knew that Jerry would have given her by now. She didn't want Jim to come yet. She sucked on his balls. Maybe she just had to give him time. She took each hairy ball into her mouth. Each one was a big as a plum. She imagined all the come that was welled up inside each one, waiting to come out, wanting to shoot out.
Jim made up his mind to eat her out. He took his finger from her cunt. He brought it up to his mouth. He smelled it. It was the same kind of smell that he had smelled from the other girl. He was repulsed by the smell. He didn't want to go down on her. But at the same time he knew that he had to. He knew that it was just fear that was the obstacle between him and his satisfaction.
He got up his courage. His face went down on the sopping wet mess of hair. For an instant he felt sick. But he felt Judy's hand on his head, pushing his face onto her cunt. He knew that there was no way out. He stuck his tongue up her slippery slit.
Was this the pleasure that the boys talked about in the locker room? Was this the taste that they said was so good? Was this what he was waiting for all evening? He felt the pizza stirring in his stomach. He wanted out. He didn't want this so-called pleasure.
Judy rammed his prick down her throat. His tongue was working rather weakly in and out of her cunt. It was nothing like the way that Jerry's tongue could work. She sucked harder on his prick. She wanted this whole thing to be over with. She wanted Jerry.
Jim tried to concentrate on the intense pleasure that Judy was giving him with her tongue. He just wished that he could return the favor. He knew that the job he was doing on her cunt was rather weak, to say the least. He wasn't devouring it like the guys in the locker room said that they devoured cunts.
But everything about what was happening below his mouth repulsed him. He couldn't understand what was so great about eating cunt. But he knew that he had to finish what he started. He sucked harder on Judy's twat. She liked what he was doing. She didn't know how long this sudden burst of enthusiasm would last. She wanted to make sure that she would come, also.
She thrust her hips into his face. She sucked his prick harder. Up and down she slid her lips. If only he would give her the same sensations that she knew she was giving to him. If only he was enjoying her as much as she was enjoying him.
She felt herself coming. Finally, she thought. As her come ran out of her cunt, Jim lifted his face. The sudden gush of slimy wetness repulsed him. Judy wanted him to go down on her cunt and lap up every bit of her cunt juice, like Jerry did.
She knew that she had to finish Jim off. She didn't want to. She wanted to punish him for not giving her the pleasure that he could have given her. She sucked harder on his cock. He felt the cream rush from his balls through his prick.
Judy felt his hot scum jet into her mouth.
There was a lot of it. That was at least one consolation. She sucked on his prick until every drop of his cream was in her mouth. Jim enjoyed the feeling that Judy had given him. But the fact that she swallowed all his thick come made him sick. Again he felt the pizza stirring in his stomach.
Jim sat up. He leaned his head down and tried to stop the dizzy feeling in his head. Judy just laid back. All the anticipation she felt during the evening ended in an anticlimax. She looked at Jim. He looked so sad with his head down between his legs.
Some people are just not ready for the pleasures of the kind of sex that she enjoyed. Maybe next time Jim would be better. If there would be a next time. She wondered if he would ever take her out again. She also wondered what he would say about her.
She knew that boys talked in the locker room after football practice, and after gym. She knew that what they discussed was their sexual conquests. She wondered if Jim would make up some story about how great he was. She wondered if he would mention her name.
Judy got up and started to get dressed. She wanted to get out of here as soon as she could. But Jim still sat with his head on his chest. She felt sorry for him. She decided to sit in the car until he was ready to drive her home. She hoped that he hurried.
Jim felt sick. It was a sickness that was deep inside of him. He felt that what he did was wrong. His head was spinning. He couldn't get his thoughts together. Better not think, he said to himself. He looked around for Judy. Then he saw that she was in the car.
He felt embarrassed. He felt that he hadn't come through. He liked the pleasure that she gave him, but he knew that he did not give her much enjoyment. He didn't want to get back in the car and have to face her. But he knew that he had to. He found his clothes and put them on.
He got into the car. He started the engine. He wanted to get out of the area as soon as possible. He wanted to take her home. He wanted to be alone so he could think. He didn't look at her and she didn't look at him when he drove. He turned on the radio to stop the silence between them.
He wondered if Judy would say anything about his lack of performance. He knew that girls talked. But he also knew that Judy was not a girl like Tina Bradsy. He wondered what made a nice girl like Judy do the things that she had just done to him. He knew that nice girls just didn't do that sort of thing. That's what he was told.
Doris and Jack came back from their bridge game. Jack had too much to drink, again. Doris, of course, knew what that meant. She would have to submit to her husband's unnatural sexual appetites. They both went upstairs and got ready for bed.
Doris checked to see if Judy got home yet, she hadn't. When she went into her bedroom her husband was already out of his clothes. His prick was beginning to harden. Doris turned her face from the sight. She went to her side of the bed and started to undress.
She heard the shower running. She sighed. I'm his wife, she thought. She knew that as his wife it was her duty to give her husband the pleasure he wanted, up to a point. She had wanted to talk to Jack about Judy, and the way that she lately had been acting. But she knew that he wouldn't be interested. He always told her that bringing up Judy was her job, not his.
She supposed that he was right, but a father should take some interest. She waited for him to finish brushing his teeth. Then she would use the bathroom. Then she knew what was to follow. She only wished that he wouldn't drink so much. If he didn't drink and get high then he wouldn't want to have her that way.
Jack came from the bathroom. He was grinning. She tried to smile back, but found that it was too much of an effort. She went into the bathroom and started to wash her face. She wondered what made her husband want her that way. The very thought of what his tongue did made her feel sick.
She brushed her teeth. She put on her cold cream and removed her makeup. Then she put on more cold cream. It was a ritual that she did every night. She read in her women's magazines that it was good for the face, and that it helped you stay young.
Jack sometimes asked her not to put all that grease, as he called it, on her face. She knew that when he asked her that, he wanted to have her, the normal way. She liked having sex, but everything in moderation. There was a time and a place for everything.
She looked at herself in the mirror. She sighed. She was prepared for what was sure to follow. She got into bed next to her husband. His body was hot. She moved away from him, but he moved closer to her. His thoughts of what was about to happen hardened his prick.
He loved eating his wife out as much as she hated it. He couldn't wait to get his mouth on her hairy cunt. He only wished that she would such him off. He had often thought of going to someone who would do that. The guys talked about it in the office. If you didn't get it home, they said, why not go to where you got it.
But Jack knew that he could never do that, go to another women. He was satisfied with eating his wife out and then fucking her. The last part he knew that she liked, even if she wouldn't admit it. He was ready for her. He put his big hand on her thigh.
She wondered why they had to go through this whole introduction every time. She wondered why he couldn't just get into bed naked before he started. But they always had done it this way. They were set in their ways, even when it came to sex.
Jack took off his pajamas. He got in next to her. He felt the smooth nylon nightgown against his naked body. He lifted her nightgown to her waist. It was something he did many times. But each time that he did it he still became excited at the sight of her hairy pussy.
Jack had never known any other woman, but his wife. Even during the war, when he was away from her for two years he never went with another women. There were the other married men in his troop that used to go and fuck with anyone. But Jack couldn't get himself to do it. It was just the way he was.
He smothered his face in her hairy mound. His tongue lanced her cunt. He tasted her sweet cunt juice. He loved the taste. His tongue went deeper. He worked it back and forth, like he knew that his prick would be working in just a few minutes.
He worked his tongue over her sweaty mound. Even though her face showed no expression, he knew that she enjoyed what his tongue did. Her body told him so. Her hump of cunt worked itself up into a steaming mass. He was ready for her. He got down in front of her cunt. He guided his hard prick into her slippery slit.
He held her tight. And together they rocked as they had done so many other times during their marriage. Her cunt juice ran down his balls. He knew that she came. He also knew that in just a few moments his scum would be added to her already soaking slit.
He rammed his prick deeper into her cunt. He felt his come surging from his balls, through his pulsating prick. In one quick gush he came in her twat. He rested on her body. His prick was still in her cunt. His arms were still on her back.
She wanted him to get his hot body off of her. This was the part she really couldn't stand. The waiting, until he got enough energy in him to get off of her. She felt ridiculous lying there, her nightgown halfway up her body and this sweating, panting man clutching her.
Finally he rolled off of her. She felt relieved that it was over. Again she survived the humiliation. She wondered when Judy would get home. She had approved who she went out with. She knew that Jim was a nice boy. He kept his hair short, and he was well mannered.
Jim was certainly a change from Jerry. It was a change for the better. Her daughter was learning. It was important who you were seen with. But she wondered why she was not home yet. She looked over at her husband. He was asleep. She looked at the clock again. She wasn't worried. She knew that Jim was a good boy.
When Jim dropped Judy off at her house, they didn't look at each other. Judy spoke first. "Listen Jim let's just forget the whole evening, O.K. I think that's the best way." Jim didn't say anything until Judy decided to get out of the car.
"Judy," he said, "yeah, let's forget the whole thing. I just want you to know that what happened tonight is just between you and me. I mean, well, that what we did tonight won't go any farther from me. And I hope that you won't tell anyone about tonight."
Judy smiled at him. She knew what he was trying to say. He was ashamed of his performance. It went against the strain of pride he obviously had in him. "No Jim," she said, "no it won't go any farther from me."
She didn't turn around to watch him pull away. She walked straight to the front door. She took out her key. Only then did she turn around and look out into the road. No Jim, she said to herself, I won't tell anyone what we did tonight. She only hoped that he would keep his part of the bargain.
Sam and Jerry were still naked. Each laid on his bed. Each of them was still stoned out. Each of them thought of Mary. She had left only minutes before. "That girl can really suck cock," Sam said.
"You should meet her roommates," Jerry said. Then he added, "And I'm sure you will." Mary was very pleased with Sam. They all couldn't wait to continue and enlarge their relationship. Mary said that she would call them as soon as she and the other girls were free. They would spend a long evening together.
"Remember how she sucked us both off at the same time," Sam said. "How did she ever do that?" he wondered. Jerry said that he didn't care how she did it. He only wished that she was there now to do it again.
"Remember how she kept sucking us both, first she went to one and then she sucked the other. Boy, her timing was perfect. Not a drop of come was wasted." Sam could not get over the chick. He couldn't wait to meet her roommates. His prick rose at the thought of all the pleasure that they would concoct.
"Imagination," Jerry said sitting up, "that's half the secret to a great sex life. Just think of all the people who just fuck face to face. All their life they fucked that way. As soon as someone mentions an alternative they think it's abnormal. All their life they've been fucking face to face and they are not going to change for anyone. Even if means more pleasure. People are just afraid to change." Sam wasn't really listening. He was busy jerking off.
CHAPTER FIVE
When Jim got home his parents were still up. "Did you have a nice time?" his father asked. Jim didn't answer, he just mumbled. He went into the kitchen to make himself a cup of coffee. He rarely had coffee. The coach said it was bad for the system. But he needed something.
His father came into the kitchen. "Put up a cup for me," he told his son. Jim didn't want any company, but he didn't want to be rude to his father. When the coffee was done they both sat down at the kitchen table. He asked his father if anyone called him while he was out.
"No. No one called." Then there was a pause. "Did you get any action?" his father grinned. Jim felt a sickness in his stomach. He smiled weakly at his father and just told him no. Jim wanted to be alone. He wanted to think. And most of all he didn't want to talk to his father.
Jim finished his cup of coffee as soon as he could. He went up to his room. The coffee didn't help. It only made him feel sicker. He got undressed. He laid down naked on the bed. The room started to swim. He had that feeling before, when he got drunk. He sat up to stop the spinning.
He wondered why men had a preoccupation with sex. He didn't always want sex, like it seemed all his other friends did. The only thing the boys in the locker room talked about was what they had gotten the night before. He wondered what they would be talking about tomorrow. He wondered if any of them had seen him with her. He thought about Judy. It seemed that she liked what he did. It seemed that she wanted him to suck her box. He didn't understand. He thought only girls like Tina Bradsy liked that. And then he remembered how she had eaten his prick.
It seemed that she enjoyed doing that. The very thought of the smell of her cunt made him feel sick. He just didn't understand sex. When he had fucked that other girl, on the beach things went alright. He just fucked her until he came. But didn't know if the girl had come too.
But he didn't know how to tell if she came, or if she was coming. He looked down at his hand. The one that was in Judy's cunt. He was afraid to smell his fingers. He was afraid that he would be sick all over again. There were so many things about sex and fucking that he just didn't know. He hoped that he learned before he got married.
His father was no help. His father had once tried to explain sex to him. It ended in a lot of embarrassment for his father. He remembered how his father got all red and nervous when he was trying to explain to him about fucking.
He turned over on his side. He was beginning to feel better. He wondered how Judy was doing. She seemed so disappointed in him. He still felt embarrassed. He knew that he had been pretty poor in trying to give her pleasure.
The more he thought about what they did, the sicker he became. He knew that there was nothing wrong with what they did. At least he tried to convince himself of that. But the very thought of her slimy pussy revolted him. He just didn't like eating cunt.
Then the fear crept in. He wondered if he was queer. His body broke out in a cold sweat.
That's what it is, he thought to himself. He almost started to cry. He knew that was the answer. He tried to think about how he acted in the locker room.
He knew that there was always a lot of physical action there. But the boys did it all in fun. They snapped each other's asses with towels. They flicked each other's balls in the shower. He wondered if he did more than his share of fun.
Jim was scared. He never wanted another man, the thought never really entered his mind. Except maybe once or twice. But he knew that all boys thought about that at least once in their life. The more he thought about it the more worried he became.
He wondered what men did together. He wondered if it was more revolting than what he and Judy had done. He looked down at his prick. It was hard. He looked at it in disgust. Why was sex giving him so many problems? He noticed how hard his prick had become at the thought of another man.
No, he said to himself, this can't be my curse. He remembered back, many years, when he was in camp. He must have been fifteen or even fourteen. He and another boy were in their bunk, alone. They had just come back from swimming in the lake. They were lying on their beds which were next to each other.
They both had taken off their bathing suits. The other boy asked Jim if he had ever jerked off. Jim had heard boys talking about that all summer. But Jim didn't understand what it was. The other boy showed him. The more Jim remembered this incident the more vivid it became.
He remembered the other boy had gotten Jim's prick hard by rubbing it. Then he had started to stroke it. Then Jim remembered he came. He came all over the other boy's hand. He remembered that he was surprised at all the pleasure the other boy gave him. He also remembered the other boy's sticky hand, wet with his cream.
Jim was scared before, but now he was more scared that he had ever been in his life. The fear was an intellectual fear and not an emotional fear. His mind was blurred. He couldn't reason. His prick was still hard. The remembering excited him.
When he touched his prick it was sensitive. He stroked his own prick, as Judy had done that night. Up and down he rubbed it. In an instant he felt his come rushing through his prick. It happened so fast. His cream jetted out onto his stomach and over his hand.
He looked at his wet hand. He thought of the boy at camp. He ran into his bathroom and washed the shame off of his fingers. He turned the shower on. He jumped in. He wanted to wash off all the dirt that he felt was on his body, that was on his prick.
He remembered the films that he had seen in gym class, films about V.D. This added to his mounting fear. He scrubbed his body as well as he could, over and over. He turned the water on still hotter. He wanted to make sure that he killed every germ.
As he dried himself he thought about how dirty what he and Judy had done was. He made up his mind that he would never do that again. But why, he thought to himself, are you making all these promises. He knew why. He was afraid of sex.
But more, he was afraid that he was queer. He knew that he had to watch himself in the locker room. He had to make sure that he didn't come too close to another boy. He brushed his teeth. Then he brushed them again. He wanted that awful taste of Judy's cunt out of his mouth.
He got into bed. He turned out the light. He had to get up early for school. He hoped that he didn't run into Judy during the day. He didn't think that he could handle seeing her. He closed his eyes and tried to fall asleep. But there was that something bothering him. He remembered that other camper's gooey hand.
Judy got undressed as quickly as she could. She felt plain lousey. She hoped for an exciting evening. She thought that Jim was one of those quiet boys who were great when you got them alone. But she picked a loser. She hoped that she didn't see him in school. She felt embarrassed for him.
She laughed when she thought about the evening. It was almost comical. They both knew what they wanted, but went through a whole routine before they started to eat each other. She remembered how he had grabbed her in the parking lot.
She thought that he was going to be great. She thought that he was going to go down on her pussy and suck the life out of it. It was too bad, she thought, because she really liked his prick. It was bigger than Jerry's cock. But she would have given up even that extra bonus if Jerry was eating her out instead of Jim.
She had to see Jerry soon. She wished that he would call. But she realized that he had only been away for a day. And it had only been days since she had last seen him. Since she had last felt the pleasures of his tongue running over her cunt.
The thought of him doing that, giving her all those pleasures made her cunt water. She remembered how it had watered just the same when she was in the ladies room at the pizza parlor. But the way it was relieved of it's tension was so anticlimatical.
She wondered what Jerry was doing. She wondered if he wanted her as much as she wanted him. She planned to go up to his college at the end of the week. She realized that she would never be able to do that. Her mother would never allow her to go all the way there alone. Not even for one day, let alone for a weekend.
She told herself that she would just have to wait. Just have to wait, she thought to herself. But her cunt couldn't wait. She wanted to feel
Jerry's tongue darting in and out of her. She wanted to suck on his prick until she felt his come shoot into her mouth.
A thought came to her. If she got up early enough, even the same time that she got up for school, she could take the train to Jerry's college. She could cut a day of school and go and see Jerry. She could be back in the afternnon, and her mother would never know the difference.
She decided that she would do that. She only hoped that Jerry would call tomorrow, so she could tell him. She looked at her clock. It was late. She hated the thought that she had to get up for school. She would much rather see Jerry. She wondered how poor Jim was taking the whole thing.
In the morning Sam called up Rita and invited her and John out for the weekend. "Sam, you dear boy. How nice of you. Did your roommate get back Sunday night?, she asked. Sam told her the whole story, about Mary and everything. Rita was so excited. "I can't wait to meet him. And I can't wait to eat him," she started to laugh at the ditty she composed.
Sam knew that if he didn't hang up she would be on the phone all day with him. He just told her that he would see her on Saturday. "Sam," she said, "if I get any more hornier, you may see me before Saturday." Sam couldn't help but laugh, and hung up.
Sam hoped that Mary and her friends would be over that night. He wanted to get his teeth into some more pussy. The very thought of Mary's sweet cunt made his mouth water. And Jerry said that the other girl's were equal in quality. His prick was hard in an instant
He looked out the window. He knew that he had to face the reahty of college life, classes and all. He got dressed. He hoped that Jerry had seen Mary and he had some good news for him. It was good that Jerry had a car. He knew that if things got really bad, and cunt got really scarce they could always go into the city.
Sam took his Spanish notebook and his textbook. He knew that his mind would not be on Spanish, but on eating cunt. It seemed that was all he ever thought of. He didn't mind. It was the most delicious thing that he would ever want to think of.
When most people think about their life they think about their family, or their job. But when Sam thought about his life he thought about sex. And more specifically about eating cunt. He could never get enough of it. It occupied most of his thoughts.
Whenever he passed a girl, and on the college campus he passed many, he thought about what their cunt would be like in his mouth. Many men have a fixation with tits, or maybe legs. But Sam was really only interested in one thing. The taste of cunt. He knew that he would sit through Spanish class with a hard on. His teacher turned him on. He would love to taste her. There's more fish in the sea, Sam thought to himself.
All day Jim was on the look out for Judy. He wanted to avoid her. Now, in the security of the locker room, he knew that he was safe. Safe from a girl. He thought that over. He looked around him at the nude male bodies. He saw them all before, everyday.
But now they took on a whole new meaning to him. He wondered if he could ever lay next to another man. He had liked the feeling of his prick in Judy's mouth. He wondered if it would be same if he had his prick in another man's mouth.
All these thoughts were getting him excited. He ran into the vacant shower, and turned on the cold water. The feel of the cold water on his back relieved him of the mounting tension that he felt down in his balls. He knew that he better watch his thoughts, as well as his actions.
When he got out of the shower he heard the booming voice of Fred. Fred was the biggest jock in school He fucked every girl he could. And according to Fred there were a lot.
Fred was bragging about his most recent exploit. "Her cunt was so big," he was saying, "that I almost fell in." Everyone laughed. Jim tried to laugh, but he couldn't. "Just before I fucked her," Fred continued, "I went down on her cunt. Let me tell you it was the sweetest thing I ever did taste." Again all the other boys laughed.
Jim only felt sick. He didn't understand how anyone could like the taste of cunt. Just the thought of it repulsed him. But maybe, he thought, that's part of my sickness. He supposed that queer guys were queer because they didn't like the taste of cunt.
"Hey Jim," Fred bellowed. "Did I see you last night at the movie with Judy?" Jim was about to he, to say that he wasn't there. But he knew that would only make things worse. He told Fred that he was at the movie. Jim knew what would be Fred's next question.
"How is she, Jim?" Jim didn't answer. "Ah come on, you can tell old Fred. I just want to know for further reference. Did you get to fuck her or only eat her cunt?" Jim didn't know what to say. He knew that he had promised Judy that he would say nothing about the evening.
"Come on Jim" Fred said, "it can't be that you didn't get any action, huh? It can't be that you only got a little goodnight kiss?" Jim wished that Fred would stop taunting him. "Did you get to eat her pussy. I bet it was quite a meal."
Jim was confused. He knew that he promised Judy that he wouldn't tell anyone about what they had done. But at the same time he feared for his mascuhnity. He wanted to tell Fred that he ate out Judy and had loved her cunt.
He wanted to describe his enjoyment in every detail, like Fred always did. He wanted to prove to the others and to himself that he was a man who liked what all other men liked, eating pussy. He wanted to be accepted by the other boys, and he wanted to insure his masculinity.
"Yeah, she was O.K., " Jim said. Fred started to probe deeper. He asked Jim if he had fucked her. "No, I didn't fuck her," Jim said. His mouth was working faster than his mind. Fred asked if got a chance to taste her twat. "She was great," Jim blurted out.
It was not until this was out of his mouth that he realized what he had said. He had broken his promise to Judy. He saw Fred holding his stomach with laughter. "I won't think that chick put out," he told everyone in his loud voice. Jim realized what he did. By tomorrow morning it would be all over school that he had eaten out Judy.
"Man," said Fred, "I'm going to get me some of that cunt myself. I want a piece of the action too. Jim boy you must be some worker to get that chick to put out pussy." Jim was sorry he had asked what he did. But at the same time he knew that his masculinity was safe with Fred and the boys.
Jerry was dying to find Sam. He wanted to tell him that they were not staying in their room and studying tonight. He had met Janie in the Student Center. She ran over to him and gave him a hug like she was greeting her long lost brother. She was so glad to find him, to be able to tell him to come on over.
She gave him the directions to the house. They all rented a little cottage by the beach. It was in an area where a lot of students rented summer homes that were not being used during the school term. He told her that he and his roommate would be over in the evening.
Janie said that she and Susie were dying to meet Sam. From what Mary had told them he was some action. Jerry laughed when she had told him this. He knew that Sam would want to hear it. She had told him to come over early, to come over for dinner.
But Jerry said that they would have dinner at school He knew that there would be plenty to eat once they got there anyway. Janie had laughed. He was right. She said that she would go over to his room right now and start early, but she had a test in her next class. She told him that all the girls were looking forward to seeing him and Sam. She gave him a kiss and went off to her test.
What a life, Jerry said to himself. He only wished that Sam would come back to the room so he could tell him the good news. At that moment there was the sound of a key in the door. Jerry knew it would be Sam.
When Sam came in he was all smiles. He told Jerry that he had good news. "Sit down Sam. I have good news for you too." Jerry said. He quickly explained how ho met Janie, and how they were both invited over for fun and games. He told Sam that they lived on the beach.
Sam liked that. He was thinking how it could lend itself nicely to their activities. "Well we're all set for tonight," Sam said, "and we're all set for the weekend." Sam said that he invited Rita and John over. "I just know that you're going to like them," he told Jerry.
Jerry couldn't wait to meet them. They both decided to smoke some grass. Then they would go down to dinner. And, saving the best for last, they would go over the girls. "Good thinking," Sam told Jerry. Sam got out his pipe and grass.
They both lit up. They passed the burning pipe back and forth between them. Each of them took the smoke deep into his lungs. It went straight to their heads. In a few minutes they were both flying Jerry got up and put on an album.
He turned the volume up. The Beatles were telling everyone to roll up for the Magical Mystery Tour. Both Jerry and Sam were ready to go. Sam lit up some more grass, they smoked another two bowls. They waited until the song was over, and then they went down to dinner.
Dinner was an improvement over the last few nights. It was fried shrimp. Sam said into Jerry's ear. "I like the smell of shrimp. It reminds me of pussy." Jerry started laughing his head off. He told the lady who was dishing out the shrimp to pile it on Sam's plate. He explained to her that his friend liked the smell.
They sat down at a table with some other people that they knew. They, too, were obviously stoned out. The two girls there had on sheer blouses. And when they laughed, which they did a lot, their tits would bounce up and down. Whenever they laughed every boy at the table watched their tits.
Jerry wondered if the other people at the table were enjoying life as much as he was. He was very content with his life at school. His life at home, with his family was off in another world. Here at school he had all the things that he wanted.
He had no responsibilities. He had no cares. He was getting good marks, which appeased his father. And he was always in good company. He and Sam went back for seconds the shrimp tasted so good. And the smell was like the smell of fresh cunt.
They both returned to the table with their dishes filled. The others at the table were talking about the rumor that there was going to be a bust at the college It had happened once before, about three years ago. It was an election year. And the local government had wanted to show that they were cracking down.
One boy at the table said that he didn't think that the bust would be tonight. He explained that they usually busted kids on a Friday so they could keep them over the weekend. He had been at school when they had the bust three years ago.
One of the girls said that she was stashing all her pills and grass outside. She didn't want to take any chances on getting caught. She also didn't want to take any chances. She said that her parents would disown her if she ever got busted. Jerry thought about guilt again. He thought that if you wanted to do something that was considered illegal or immoral you were breaking rules.
He realized the girl just wanted to do what she was doing because it was the thing to do. If she really believed in what she was doing she wouldn't care that she was breaking the rules. She was worried about the restrictions that her parents had placed on her.
Her parents had used their force to set up the rules. They had almost tempted the girl to break them. After setting the trap they then were going to punish her if she fell into the trap. If she ever got busted she knew that it would be a big blow to her family.
He knew that he wouldn't go to them for money. It was his own fault that he was caught. But if something gave you pleasure, then all the rules had to be broken to attain it. Jerry thought that he was doing a good job at breaking rules, and at attaining pleasure.
Sam had finished his Boston cream pie. Jerry saw that he was more than ready to leave. Jerry let his last bite of the cream pie slide down his throat. In only a little while he knew that would have some cunt juice sliding down his throat.
They excused themselves from the others. They made their way back to the room. They both wanted to smoke some more, and they wanted to roll a few more joints to take with them. When they got to the room Sam made sure that the door was locked.
Jerry asked if all the talk about the bust had made him nervous. "Better to be safe, than sorry," Sam said. Sam rolled some joints while Jerry lit the brimming pipe. The smoke tasted good. But he wanted to taste pussy, and soon. When Sam finished rolling the joints he puffed away for a while.
They were ready to taste three of the sweetest cunts known to mankind. Over and over Jerry told Sam that the three girls could never get enough cock. And that they could put out as much as they could take in.
They ran to Jerry's car. Both of them had hard lumps under their pants. Their pricks wanted to be cooled in each of the girls mouth. They wouldn't have to wait long. Jerry stepped on the gas and off they went.
CHAPTER SIX
When the boys got to the house it was just getting dark. When they got to the front door, it was flung open by Mary. She was standing there without a stitch. She was ready. The other girls were sitting behind her. They too were in the raw, waiting out the time until Jerry and Sam could take off their clothes.
That did not take long. The boys nearly jumped out of their pants. They wanted cunt, as much as the girls wanted cock. Sam lit up a joint, as Jerry made the introductions. They passed three joints around at one time. Everyone was stoned in a short time.
They all were ready to start. Mary spread her legs. "Jerry," she said, "get down there and start sucking on my cunt. I'm dying to come in your mouth." Jerry wasted no time. He kneeled down between her thighs and started to eat what he wanted to eat all evening long.
At the same time Janie started sucking on Sam's prick. While Janie was giving him pleasure, Sam stuck his tongue in Susie's cunt and tasted her sweet cunt juice. The salty flavor reminded him of the fried shrimp he had just eaten, only her cunt was more tasty.
Jerry was feasting himself on Mary's sweaty pussy. She was really working up a sweat. She pressed her cunt closer to Jerry's face, so his tongue could go deeper. Jerry sucked hard on the wet mound. He wanted to taste her honey-tasting come over his face.
Jerry worked his tongue as fast as he could in and out of Mary's cunt. Her twat was sopping with Jerry's saliva and her own cunt juice. She couldn't believe the pleasure that he was giving her. She helped herself come by pumping her cunt onto his rigid tongue
She could feel herself coming. Jerry knew that at any moment he would feel her cunt flood his face. He couldn't wait. Faster and faster her body slid back and forth on his tongue. In one gush her lovely cunt honey rushed from inside her, out into Jerry's open mouth.
While he lapped up every drop of her sweet come, Sam was sucking hard on Susie's twat. In and out he worked his tongue. Susie swung her hip from side to side and gave herself more pleasure. She liked what Sam was doing. He had experience in the art of making a girl come as fully as possible.
Janie was sucking hard on Sam's prick, she could not get enough of it. Up and down her lips glided along his hard cock. She wanted to feel his hot come shoot into her mouth. She worked her lips faster up and down his prick. She sucked on the knobby tip. She ran her tongue over it, sending sensations all over his body.
Susie felt her glorious climax approaching. Sam sucked harder. His tongue slid in and out of her wet slit. In a moment he tasted her delicious salty cunt juice in his mouth. He sucked up every drop. The salty taste made him thirsty.
Sam's thirst was for the moment a secondary matter. For he felt his balls explode with come. The thick cream rushed through his cock, and jetted into Janie's mouth. The taste of his hot come was too much for her. Her cunt flowed as she sucked up every drop of his rich come.
Janie was now the only one who had not come. And she wanted to. Her cunt was dripping with cunt juice. Sam went down on the lovely sight. Her cunt was so sweet tasting, after Susie's tangy cunt. His lips slid in and out of her sweet pussy, sucking her hard.
Before he knew it his mouth was bathed with her thick come. His head spinned at the taste. He sucked hard at her twat, not missing a drop of the sweet juice. It was the most delicious tasting cunt he ever had. He worked his tongue deep into her cunt and tried to get even more of the rich juice.
They all came. And they all wanted to come again. "Let's go outside," Janie suggested. They all went out to the beach in back of the house. It was nice and cool. They all went down to the water. Jerry's prick was hard again. He wanted to be relieved of the come that was welled in his balls.
Sam was down on Mary's cunt. He remembered the taste of her sweet twat from the other day. He wanted to feel her cunt flood his mouth with her thick nectar. The waves lapped over Sam and Mary. And Sam lapped away at Mary's box. Her cunt hair was matted with her come and the salt water.
As she pumped her body into Sam's mouth, Sam humped the wet sand beneath him. His prick went deep into the thick sand, that gave way to his humping. It was a whole new feeling. Sam had never enjoyed himself more. He humped his prick harder into the sand.
Mary's pussy flooded his face with warm, wet cunt honey. Sam opened his mouth to receive every drop of it. He could not get enough At the same time he humped the sand. The wet grains of sand against his prick gave him intense pleasure.
He came in a blast into the tunnel his prick had made for itself. He felt his cock surrounded by his hot come. His mouth was still resting on Mary's warm cunt. He kissed it hard. His tongue licked her salty cunt hairs. It worked its way up to her belly.
His tongue worked all over her body. She groaned at the teasing sensations that he was giving her. She loved the feel of his tongue against her skin. Sam loved the salty taste his tongue was getting. It made him think of Susie's cunt.
Sam's tongue was now on Mary's tits. Up and down he ran his tongue between the two soft mounds. Her nipples were tight and hard from the cool night air. Sam sucked on each nipple. His prick rested on her wet cunt.
While Sam and Mary rested, Janie, Susie and Jerry were busy having fun. Janie was sucking hard on Jerry's prick. She did not know when she had such a lovely cock in her mouth. Her lips glided up and down the fleshy rod. She started to lick the throbbing shaft. She didn't want him to come just yet. She was enjoying herself too much.
While Janie was sucking on Jerry, giving him untold pleasure, he was eating out Susie's salty cunt. The salt air filled his nose, and her salty cunt filled his mouth. He could not get enough of it. He worked his tongue up and down the wet slit.
Jerry's finger was up Janie's twat. He slid it in and out as he knew that his tongue would be doing in a moment. Susie came with a moan of delight. The deluge of salty nectar from her cunt filled Jerry's mouth. He sucked down every drop.
In a flash his head was between Janie's legs. His tongue worked deep into her cunt. She sucked harder on his prick, gliding her lips up and down the shaft. She sucked hard on the tight head. She took his balls into her mouth. Each one was soon to explode with rich cream.
She rammed the shaft back into her mouth, she didn't want to miss the gusher. Jerry rammed his prick deep down her throat. His come shot into her mouth. She sucked up every bit of it. She kept his prick in her mouth until she was sure every drop of thick come was down her throat.
While Jerry's cock grew limp in between Janie's sucking lips, his tongue was working faster in and out of her cunt. She jerked her hips onto his stiff, wet tongue. She wanted to come, and come now. In a moment she got her wish. Jerry's tongue worked with his usual expertise. He felt her twat swimming with her thick juice. His lips never stopped sucking until he savored every drop.
Again, all of them had achieved the utmost in pleasure. Night was coming. It was getting cold. They all ran back to the house. The boys started a fire in the fireplace. The girls made coffee. It had been a very relaxing evening, despite all the activity.
The fire made the room warm. They all sat together, close together. Jerry ran his fingers through Janie's cunt hairs, her warm mound still wet with sea water. His finger went in between the moist cunt lips. Deeper his finger went, and then he slowly pulled it out. He brought it up to his nose. He smelled the strong aroma. He put his finger into his mouth. He tasted the taste of cunt and sea water. It was a delicious combination. The hot coffee felt good going down his throat. But he wanted to taste cunt juice one more time before they left.
Sam was sucking on Mary's tit. He wanted to feel his prick between the two mounds of warm flesh. Mary's hand squeezed his balls. She wanted to taste his come shooting into her mouth. She wanted to taste it now.
Mary sucked on Sam's dick, she felt it get hard between her lips. Sam couldn't wait to mount her tits. She laid down as if she knew what he wanted to do. Sam laid on top of her and put his prick between the two full mounds of warm tit.
His cock felt instant warmth. He pressed the two hills of tit closer to his prick and balls. He started rocking between her tits. It was a delightful feeling. Back and forth between the two tits he worked his prick. Mary reached down. She wanted to suck on his cock, to make it slippery.
Sam let her suck away. She took the stiff shaft into her mouth. Up and down she ran her lips. Her tongue worked around the shaft at the same time. Sam moaned with pleasure. But he wanted to feel his final pleasure between her tits.
When Mary was done sucking Sam replaced his cock in between the two mounds. His prick glided easily now giving more pleasure than he thought possible. He felt like his prick was on fire. He knew that his balls were about to explode at any minute.
Sam was right. He felt his hot come jetting from his balls to his hard cock. Mary was waiting with her mouth open. She didn't want to miss a drop. Sam groaned. His cream jetted out across the room. Mary grabbed his prick into her mouth, and sucked out the last remaining drops of come.
Sam was in a daze of pleasure. He rolled off of her. He only wanted one thing to make his pleasure really complete. He wanted to taste Mary's cunt. In a flash he was between her thighs. He sucked harder than he ever sucked before. He wanted to feel her cunt juice in his mouth.
Mary laughed with pleasure. Sam knew just what to do to give her intense joy. Back and forth he worked his tongue. Her cunt was deep. He pushed his tongue as deep as it would go into her wet crack. At the same time his lips sucked at the gaping slit.
Mary moaned with pleasure. She rocked from side to side, as Sam's tongue darted in and out of her cunt lips. His face was smothered by her wet cunt hairs. He couldn't get enough of her sweet cunt. The more he sucked the harder he sucked.
Mary groaned at the same time her pussy flooded Sam's mouth with the sweetest cunt juice he ever devoured. But every time he tasted cunt juice it was just as good. It was the one thing he was addicted to, and he didn't care about a cure.
Mary spread her legs so Sam could suck up every drop of her come. Sam worked his tongue in and over her cunt until it was free from any trace of her sweet tasting cunt honey. But he wasn't satisfied with just Mary. He wanted to taste more cunt. And he knew that Janie wanted to feel his tongue doing its work in and out of her cunt.
Janie spread her legs and raised them to afford every possible pleasure to herself. Sam went down on that tasty looking cunt. First he worked his tongue over the quivering twat. He teased the wet hairs with his tongue. Her cunt hairs were matted with her come. He wanted to taste a fresh batch running down his throat.
In and out his tongue lanced her cunt lips. Her cunt was a real taste sensation. He sucked harder. His tongue glided over her cunt walls. He kissed her sweaty pussy and took little bites of the delicious mound. She pressed her cunt closer to his face. She wanted him to suck harder.
And that's just what Sam did. He couldn't wait to taste her cunt juice. He didn't have to wait long. Her pussy flowed with her twat come in an instant. Sam worked his tongue over the entire wet mound. His tongue caught every bit of the sweet juice.
Finally he felt satisfied. He looked over to Susie and Jerry. They were busy on the floor. Their shaking bodies formed the number sixty-nine, everyone's lucky number. Jerry sucked on Susie's cunt. He licked her belly. His tongue ran up and down her slimy slit.
Susie couldn't get enough of his prick. She sucked it so hard that Jerry thought that she was going to tear it off. She just could not get enough of it. She had the whole shaft down her throat. Then she popped his two balls into her mouth. She worked her tongue all over this meal in her mouth.
Jerry thought he felt her come gushing into his mouth. But it was only a tease of what was to come. Jerry sucked harder on the slippery walls of her tasty pussy. He wanted to taste her lightly salted nectar down his throat. Jerry didn't have to wait. Her cunt juice flowed from her cunt, over her cunt hairs. Her entire pussy was matted with the thick juice. Jerry's tongue licked over this hairy meal, only to stop to catch a few drops that were still in her cunt. The taste was from another world. He couldn't get enough of it. He only wished that she would come all over again.
As he savored her pussy, she tenderly sucked on his prick. He gave her intense pleasure and she wanted to return the favor. She sucked on the red prick head. She ran her tongue up and down the pulsating shaft. Her lips glided with ease over his slippery dick.
He felt himself coming. He smiled with anticipation. He knew that the pleasure he was about to feel was compared to nothing else. And Jerry was right. He came in one burst of cream. He flooded her mouth with his rich, thick, hot come.
She sucked up every drop. She liked the way it glided down her throat and mouth. She wanted him to come all over again. She wanted to feel and taste more of his love juice. There was nothing in the world like the taste of come sliding down her throat.
All five of them were laid out in the small room. The fire was in full blaze, just as they had been minutes before. Both Jerry and Sam were glad that they came over. This sure beat studying.
When Jerry and Sam left for school they were exhausted as they were satisfied, which meant that they were pretty tired. When they got into the room they got undressed and went straight to bed. Jerry thought about what a lucky break it was that he found those three fun loving girls right at school.
He knew that he could never be down or feel bad because of lack of pussy. He could always just hop into his car and go right over to their cottage and take his pick of three of most delicious twats any guy could ever want. But why take a pick, he thought, just take all three.
For the first time since he got back he thought of Judy. Now that he found Mary, Susie, and Janie he didn't need Judy. Besides, she was just a kid. He could even be arrested for what he did to her. He didn't want to take any chances with that.
Anyway, he thought, why go all the way home to get some pussy when he could get it just minutes away. And those three girls knew how to suck cock. They were artists. Their tongues knew just what to do. Their lips knew just how to glide over his prick to give him the most outrageous sensations.
He knew that he promised Judy that he would call her. He might give her a ring. But he had no need for her anymore. And Sam knew people too. He had all the cunt that he could possibly want, just waiting for him to start sucking. He had no need for Judy anymore.
Judy got up the same time that she usually got up the next morning. But she didn't go to school. She went right to the train station. She bought a ticket to the stop that was right near Jerry's college. In just an hour she would be at the college.
During the train ride she thought about herself and Jerry. She wanted to see him so badly. She wanted him to give her the pleasure that she knew that only he could give her. She wondered if she should tell him about Jim. She laughed at the thought. It embarrassed her to think about that whole experience.
And that was all over. If ever she wanted to have the pleasure that she wanted she could always just get on a train and ride to where she knew Jerry would be waiting for her. She knew that he would be surprised to see her. She wanted to get into bed with him and spend a long time there.
She wanted him to suck on her cunt and give her the pleasure that he had first shown her. She wanted to give him all the pleasure he wanted to show him how much she wanted him. She wanted to feel his prick in her mouth. She wanted to feel his come shooting down her throat.
She wondered what her mother would say if she found out where she was right now, and what she was thinking. Judy thought that her mother led a very wasted life. But she was glad that she was not like her mother, and would never be. Judy had allowed herself the freedom to try something forbidden. That was something that her mother would never do.
She wondered if her parents ever fucked. She laughed at the thought. She could never imagine her mother enjoying anything, even sex. And the thought of her father on top of her mother seemed ridiculous.
If they only knew the pleasures that she learned from Jerry. She could show them a thing or two. She wondered what her mother was like when she was young. She probably was always the same. People like that never change. Even when she was young she was probably a prude.
She put the thoughts of her mother out of her mind. When she went away to college she would have the freedom that she always wanted. She could do whatever she wanted without her mother approving or disapproving. She would be free from all the ties that bound her to her mother's thinking.
She looked in her change purse to see if she had enough money to take a taxi to the college. She could call up Jerry, but that would ruin the surprise. She remembered that Jerry said that it was easy to get a hitch from the station to the school.
Her mother would not approve of that. Her mother had always warned her against hitchhiking. She said that was how girls got into trouble. The phrase "get into trouble" was one of her mother's favorites. She decided to hitch from the station to the school. If she "got into trouble" it would be her own fault.
Judy asked at the train station which was the road that went to the college. The man behind the glass window pointed out the door. She stood on the road, with her thumb out. The first car that came by picked her up. The driver was a student. And he was going to the college.
He asked her if she was a student there. It made her feel good to be mistaken for a college girl. She told him that she was just going there to meet her boyfriend. It was only a short drive to the school, she could have walked there. The boy asked her where she was going and she told him the name of Jerry's dorm. He dropped her off right there.
She found his name in the roster, and then found his room number. She walked through the halls. There was music coming from every door. In the privacy of your own room you could do anything that you wanted, she thought. She wondered what was going on behind all the closed doors.
She found Jerry's room. She knocked on the door. Jerry opened it. She woke him up. She jumped into his arms before he realized who it was. When he did realized who it was he seemed more disappointed than he was happy to see her. She noticed his disappointment.
"Aren't you glad to see me Jerry?" she asked. He told her that of course he was glad to see her. But she took him by surprise. He asked if there was some kind of holiday at school. "No," she said, "I just decided that I wanted to see you, so I cut school."
Jerry didn't know what to say to her. He had nothing to say. Last night he decided that she was in that other world, away from his life at school. He wanted her to go back to that other world. They had made no commitments to each other.
Judy knew that Jerry was not as happy to see her as she was to see him. She wondered why. The only reason would be if he had another girl. But Jerry would have told her if he did. He wouldn't have shown her all those pleasures if he had someone else.
Unless, of course, he was using her. She had heard that story lots of times from other girls in high school whose boyfriends went away to college. They found college girls, and they didn't need their high school girlfriend anymore. But she never thought that Jerry would do that.
He asked her if she wanted to go for breakfast. He explained that he had four classes that day. His first one was in about an hour. She told him that she wasn't hungry. She wanted him to ask her to come to class. She wanted to be with him. She also wanted him to ask her to bed. Her cunt was burning with anticipation.
There was a knock on the door. Jerry went to answer it. As he opened the door, Mary planted a passionate kiss on his lips. "I came to pick you up for math, and I came with plenty of time to spare. So baby suck my cunt."
It was only after she said these words that she noticed Judy sitting on the bed. Judy ran out of the room. Jerry ran after her. Judy knew that what she had feared was true, she was just being used by Jerry. He found some college girl and she was for him, only when he came home on the weekends.
Jerry ran after her. He had only a towel on around his waist. He ran through the halls after her. "Judy!" he called, "come back you don't understand." He kept yelling for her to stop. He finally caught up with her.
She was crying. She turned around to him. "I understand very well," she said. "I understand what you're doing. Now leave me alone. I don't want to see you again. I don't just want to be for your weekends." She pulled her hand away from his. She ran out the door she had come in just a while before.
Jerry didn't know if he should follow her to explain. But he figured that this was the best way. Now she was out of his life. He wouldn't have the trouble of calling her up and telling her that it was all over. He only hoped that she wouldn't think too badly of him. What the hell, he said. He went back to his room.
"Oh Jerry," Mary said, "I'm terribly sorry. I never even saw her sitting there. It was so stupid of me, but I never thought that there would be anyone in the room."
Jerry saw that Mary was sincerely sorry. "It doesn't matter," he said. "It's much better this way. Really." He took off his towel, and revealed his hard prick.
Mary knew just what to do. She grabbed his prick and stuffed it in her mouth. As she sucked on his prick the image of Judy faded from his mind. The only thing that he was concentrating on was the pleasure that Mary was giving him. And as usual, she was doing a good job.
Her lips glided up and down his hardened prick. She rammed his whole rod into her mouth and sucked hard. While she still sucked on the throbbing shaft she slowly let it out of her mouth, until she was only sucking on the tip. She flicked her tongue over the knobby head.
Jerry had never felt so much pleasure so early in the morning. This is how he wanted to start every day. Mary now took his two hairy balls into her mouth. She sucked on them slowly. At the same time she stroked his wet dick with two fingers formed in a circle.
Her fingers slid slowly up and down his pulsating prick, while her tongue worked over the balls in her mouth. She let his balls out of her mouth. Her tongue went underneath his wet, hairy sack. Jerry spread his legs so she could suck on his sensitive ass-hole. Her tongue flicked over his tight hole.
She spread the cheeks of his ass and worked her tongue into his tiny ass-hole. She was sending waves of excitement throughout his whole body. In and out of his tight hole she worked her tongue. Then she licked up to his balls. She flicked his balls with the tip of her tongue.
Jerry's head was in a pleasure cloud. Her tongue was all over his thighs. She put the tip of her tongue at the base of his prick. Slowly she worked it up the underside of his cock. When she got to his prick's head, she took it into her mouth.
Then slowly she consumed his whole throbbing shaft into her mouth. She never gave Jerry so much pleasure. The pleasure was so intense that it pained him. He wanted to come already. He wanted to feel the ultimate sensation that he knew waited for him.
Mary knew that he was ready. She quickly slid her lips up and down his thick shaft. She wanted to feel his hot come in her mouth as much as he wanted it to shoot from his balls. Her lips and tongue worked as one. Up and down, faster and faster her mouth glided.
Jerry felt as if there was an earthquake in his balls. His come exploded from those two vessels right into his prick. His hot cream jetted into Mary's throat. His cock spurted out his scum for some time. He felt as if his balls were dry. Mary sucked down every last bit of his come. She enjoyed herself as much as he had.
There was only one thing that Jerry wanted now. And that was to eat Mary's cunt. And Mary couldn't wait for his mouth. She had her pants down to her ankles. She spread her legs and waited for Jerry's tongue to begin its work. She didn't have to wait very long.
Jerry had his mouth on her hairy mound. She had worked her twat into quite a sweaty, delicious mess. His tongue licked up every drop of thick sweat before he got down to the actual business of eating her cunt. He wanted every drop of her cunt sweat in his mouth before he lanced her cunt.
He looked down at the quivering meal before his eyes. He was ready to indulge his appetite.-His mouth started sucking on her cunt. Then he shot his tongue between her cunt lips. He worked his tongue as deeply as he could. Mary spread her legs to help him go even deeper.
Her cunt tasted sweeter than he ever remembered. He worked his tongue back and forth between her two slippery cunt lips. He sucked up every bit of her sweet cunt juice. His tongue worked under her cunt to her ass-hole. He wanted to give her the same thrills that he had received from her tongue.
His tongue worked over her ass-hole. He spread her thighs to get into her tight hole. In and out he moved his rigid tongue. She was moaning for him to make her come. He wanted to taste her pussy juice now. His tongue teased over her wet cunt hairs.
Suddenly Jerry darted his tongue deep into her cunt. Back and forth he worked his tongue, faster and faster. In an instant her pussy was soaked with her luscious come. Jerry's tongue never left her pussy until every drop of her sweet love juice was lapped up.
Mary lay immobile. She hadn't had such pleasure in a long time. She just laid on the bed while Jerry went and showered. Mary was so glad that Jerry and Sam and she and the girls had all found each other. They all knew how to have such a good time together.
She thought it was great that people like themselves could get together for such a good time. They weren't up tight about the pleasure that they gave each other. And why should they be. They weren't hurting anybody. The only law that they were breaking was a social law.
She knew that that was a law to be broken, because it kept people apart. She wanted to suck as much cock as she could in her life. And she wanted to be eaten out at every chance she could, by whoever would have her. She looked down at her twat. It was still wet with her come.
In the shower Jerry thought of Judy. He hoped that he hadn't hurt her. But I have my own life to lead, he thought. He knew that they had not made any permanent arrangement about seeing each other. He still wondered if he should call her up, and explain what happened.
But it was all over now. Why continue it, he thought. His mind quickly changed to the taste of Mary's cunt. That girl had the tastiest pussy he had ever laid a tongue on. His prick started to awaken. But he told himself that there would be plenty of time later.
He got dressed fast. He and Mary went down for a quick breakfast. They found Sam and they all ate together. It was late and Mary and Jerry had to run to their class.
Judy ran back to the roadway to get a hitch to the station. She dried her tears with the back of her hand. She wanted to get on a train as soon as she could. She wanted to sit down and think. She felt all sick inside. Her thoughts were so confused.
She quickly got a ride. She tried not to look at the driver. Her eyes were still red from her tears. She felt embarrassed. The guy who she got the ride with had a grin on his face. He's probably thinking, she said to herself, another girl left by her old boyfriend. She felt silly and embarrassed. But at the same time her situation was very real to her. The tears started to come again, as she got out of his car.
She bought her ticket. She went down the stairs and waited for the train. It was due any minute. She took out a tissue and dried her eyes. She heard her train come into the station. She only hoped that she didn't meet anyone she knew. She knew that when she got home her mother would still be at her office.
On the train she sat back and started to relax. Her head cleared and she started to think. She knew that Jerry and she didn't have any verbal bond between them. But she thought that when he saw her last that there was something between them, an understanding.
She still remembered the way he kissed her. He seemed like he wanted her, not just for the weekends. Her cunt started to grow wet at the thought of the pleasure he had taught her. She remembered how his tongue would dart into her cunt.
She loved that feeling. She reached down to her box. She felt its wetness through her jeans.
But as she remembered the pleasure that Jerry gave her, she thought of how he actually used her. She realized that the only reason that he taught her this new pleasure was to attain pleasure for himself.
She thought of Jim. He too, wanted her only for his own pleasure. The only reason that Jerry ate me out, she thought, was so that I would suck him off. She remembered that the only time Jim made some kind of an effort to give her pleasure was when she had his prick in her mouth.
She thought of that first night when Jerry ate her in the living room. As she realized that he had seduced her she felt the same sickness as she felt that night. She thought that she would be sick.
She realized that all of Jerry's words were only used to get her to take off her clothes. He only wanted the pleasure of eating her cunt and the pleasure of being sucked off. She felt so bad. She knew that she had fallen into the trap that so many girls fell into.
She felt the same disgust and humiliation that she felt on that first night with Jerry. Then she thought of how she sucked his prick and felt his come in her mouth, she thought she would throw up. She wanted to get that same bad taste from her mouth now as she had done that night.
She felt the same filth over her body. She wanted to wash it off. The thought of Jerry's cock repulsed her now as much as she wanted it this morning. She wondered how she ever could have done that, had a boy's dirty prick in her mouth.
The fact that her cunt had been violated by his tongue added to her humiliation and disgust. She tried to think of how she could have ever let him do that. She thought of Tina Bradsy. She felt the same disgust for herself as she felt for Tina.
She wanted to yell. To tell anyone that she was sorry for what she did. She wanted to be punished for what she had done. She thought of her mother. If her mother ever knew what she had done with Jerry and Jim she was afraid to think of what she would say and do.
Now fear was added to her feelings of disgust and humiliation. She was afraid that her mother would find out that she had been with a boy, that she had sucked a boy's dick. And that she had let a boy suck her cunt.
The train pulled into the station. She still had time until school was over. She wondered if she should still go to her last class. But she wanted to be alone. She wanted to go home and take a shower. Her body was bathed in sweat. She started to cry all over again.
CHAPTER SEVEN
The next day at school Judy felt as if people were talking about her. For some reason she felt very paranoid. She was afraid that Jim had said something. But she knew that he promised not to. But she was beginning to suspect that he didn't.
She was in the girls' room when Tina Bradsy came up to her. "I heard that you went out with Jim," Tina said. Judy didn't answer. "Fred told me that you both had a good time," Tina giggled. Judy still didn't say anything, but she feared for the worse. She knew that if Jim told Fred anything about what happened the whole school would know.
"What are you keeping so quiet about?" Tina asked. Judy wanted to get out of there as soon as she could. She turned to leave, but Tina called after her. "You think you're so self-righteous. Well Miss Self-righteous, you're just like me. Even though you come off as some kind of prize, you're just like me."
Tina wasn't through. "And to think that you were insulted at my party. You didn't want to even be associated with me. You left. But your boyfriend stayed. You know that his tongue has been on my cunt too," she said. "I've had his prick in my mouth just like you have."
Judy didn't want to hear any more. She left the girls' room. She left school. She was right when she thought that people were staring at her. How could she face them? Tears were running down her face. She ran home. She didn't want to see anyone. She wanted to be alone.
She ran home faster than she ever did before. She went straight up to her room. She was all confused. She didn't know what to think of first. She looked at the time. Her mother would be home soon.
The fear that had started yesterday grew at that moment. Her mother would surely find out about what she did in a day or two. Or even today. She was terrified at the thought. She didn't know what her mother would do. Her mother never used physical means to punish her. But she used stronger ways.
She thought of Jerry, and how he had shown her the pleasure that led her to where she was now. He had been the one who made her what she was now. He was the one who had humiliated her. She knew that would be the first thing that her mother would say. It was her association with Jerry that made her into a slut.
At that moment of confusion Judy believed that she was a slut. She believed that what she did was morally wrong and that she would be punished for it. All the thinking she had done about breaking rules and being free were now clouded by the fear that she felt.
She was afraid. I'm being punished, she thought, for the evil I did. She wanted to scream out that she was sorry for what she did. She wanted to tell someone that she was sorry and would never do that again.
She thought of Jim. He had broken his promise. He too had used her. She imagined him boasting to his locker room friends that he had eaten her cunt. Who knows what else he had said. Who knows what other rumors were flying around school. Who knows what stories would get to her mother.
She wanted to hide, to get away from everything. She had been used by two boys for their own pleasure. She did something very wrong. She broke a code, a moral code that she was told never to break. She attained pleasure in the most perverse way possible. And now she was being punished, punished for the evil that she did.
She felt sick. She ran to the bathroom and threw up. She washed out her mouth. She looked at herself in the mirror. She couldn't stand the sight of herself. Her reflection disgusted her. She wanted to die. She wanted to escape from all the humiliation that she felt, and all the terror that was yet to come.
She heard her mother's car on the driveway. The moment she dreaded had come. Without thinking she opened up the medicine cabinet. She took out one of her father's razor blades. Only for a second did she feel fear of what she was about to do.
She looked at the blue veins on her wrists. In a flash she brought the razor across them. She did the same thing with her other wrist. She felt no pain. She looked at her wrists, for a second there was no blood. But then she saw the red liquid flow from the slits. Her head swirled and she fainted.
When her mother came home she saw Judy's school books. She usually got home before her daughter. Doris called her daughter but there was no answer. She went upstairs, but still there was no answer. She looked in Judy's room and saw that she had been home, her bed was rumpled.
Then she looked in the bathroom. She saw her daughter lying in a heap on the floor. She saw the blood coming from her wrists. She thought that she was going to faint, but she composed herself and ran for the phone. She called for an ambulance.
Then she called her family doctor. She became hysterical. The doctor calmed her down as best as he could over the phone. The ambulance arrived and quickly took Judy onto a stretcher. Doris went down with them and rode with her daughter to the hospital.
Doris was crying she didn't understand. Judy was still unconscious. The man in the ambulance wrapped Judy's wrists in bandages. Doris started to cry. She wanted to talk to Judy. She wanted her daughter to explain to her why she had done this.
The car got to the hospital quickly. Judy was taken into the emergency room. Her mother had to wait outside. It was in the emergency room that Judy regained her consciousness. She stared back at the white walls. She was dazed. For a moment she didn't know where she was. The she remembered.
She looked up at the doctor and the nurse standing above her. Their lips were moving, but she couldn't hear what they were saying. Then, slowly, their words became louder. The doctor talked in an easy voice. He told her just to relax. He told her not to worry about anything, she was safe now. Judy believed him.
They wheeled her out of the room and down a hallway onto an elevator. Judy thought that she spent a long time in the small elevator. She also thought that she had heard her mother's voice in the hallway. Her thoughts were all confused, Doris was hysterical. She called her husband at work. But he didn't seem to be at all excited. He too tried to calm her down over the phone. He told her that if she was at the hospital that she was in good hands. He told her that if he could he would leave the office, but right now he was closing a deal.
As she listened to his words she realized that he was putting all the responsibility onto her shoulders, as usual. She didn't want to hear any more from him. She hung up the phone while he was still making excuses. She knew that she would have to settle all the matters that were going to follow all by herself.
A nurse took her to a seat and started asking her questions about her hospitalization plans and other matters that Doris thought were irrelevant. Doris wanted to see her daughter. She wanted to talk to Judy. She wanted to find out from her why she did such a thing.
Doris was shown into a large office. It's quiet was a change from the noisy waiting room. A doctor told her to sit down. His manner was very pleasant. His voice was very quiet. He told her that physically her daughter was all right. The damage that the razor had done was minor.
He paused and then he continued. He told Doris that there was a deeper sickness that her daughter had. He told her that she would be examined by a psychiatrist. He told her that her daughter was in good hands.
Doris was still upset. She didn't want her daughter to see any psychiatrist. There was nothing wrong with her daughter she told the doctor. She started shouting. But then she realized that she was being hysterical. She calmed down. She excused herself.
"I know that my daughter is in good hands," she told the doctor. "It's just that I never expected to find her like that when I got home from work. It's just that the shock was so great. Whatever you decide I know will be the best thing," she said.
The doctor explained that Judy would be kept for observation for a day or two, and that it would be best if she didn't see Judy before the preliminary examinations were finished. He told her the best thing for her to do would be to go home and. rest. She could call the hospital anytime that she wanted to and someone would tell her how her daughter was.
Doris thanked the doctor, he made her feel much better. She was grateful for his understanding. She left his office and went to her car. the doctor watched her leave. He had seen that type of mother dozens of times. It would be a routine case. He laughed at his choice of words. It was routine only in the way that the girl's treatment would progress.
He wondered how much damage her mother had done to her mind.
Sam and Jerry were smoking grass before they went down to eat dinner. Sam turned the music louder. He took a deep breath of the thick smoke. He hoped that dinner was going to be worth getting so stoned for. He and Jerry decided to stay in and study that evening.
They hadn't done much studying in the last few days. They were too busy with more interesting things. Sam was glad that he had Jerry as a roommate. It was luck and he knew it. He knew that there were few people on the campus who had the same tastes that they did.
And he was also glad that he had Jerry for a roommate because he met three of the most tasty cunts he could ever hope to find. His mouth watered at the thought of Susie's salty tasting pussy. The more he thought about it the more hungry he got. "Let's go to dinner, Jerry," he said.
As Jerry was about to turn off the stereo there was a knock on the door. Sam put the grass in his drawer and went to answer it. "Sam boy," Rita shouted when he opened up the door, "we came early." She gave him a hard kiss, her tongue shot into his mouth. "Usually," she joked," I liked to come as late as I can, it feels so much better, but John and I were just dying to meet your roommate."
John was standing behind Rita, but he was obstructed by her feather boa. John and Sam nodded hellos, while Rita went over to Jerry. "Hi," she said. "You must be Jerry. Sam told me all about you, and believe me I shall watch myself. But not too carefully. I'm Rita. And this is John." She pulled John over to her.
"The ride was just awful. John and I just kept lighting up joints until the car was filled with smoke. In the tie up all the cars around us kept staring. They thought that there was a fire or something in our car. It was a fucking riot."
Sam sat down. He knew that once Rita got started there was no telling when she was going to stop. He was sure glad to see them. They added so much to his usually dull college life. They brought the city into his room. He was glad that they were here.
Jerry was fascinated with this strange couple. He had never seen a stranger pair. John took out a joint and lit it up. He passed it to Jerry. Rita was talking and playing with her boa. "Listen," she said. "John left work early today. He's a writer," she explained to Jerry.
"He came home and dragged me out of bed. He said that he just couldn't create," she looked at Jerry and said, "He's very creative." She took a drag on the joint that he passed to her. "So, where was I, oh yeah. So he said to me that we should get away from the city and go out and visit Sam, who was sO dear to invite us out here in the first place."
Jerry asked her what she did. She looked like an actress, he thought. "Do?, " she said.
"Dear boy I do one thing. And I do that one thing better than anyone else. Jerry asked her what that was. "I thought you would never ask. I suck cock." She stood up and announced to everyone, "I suck cock better than any one."
John told her to sit the fuck down and stop acting like a stoned out freak. "But John," she said, "you forget that I am a stoned out freak. Not only that but I'm a hungry stoned out freak. When do we eat around here, and right now I don't mean dick. That will have to wait until later."
John ate the stub of the joint. Sam explained that he and Jerry were just about to leave for dinner. Rita got up. She wrapped her boa around her neck and announced, "I am ready to dine, so good of you Samuel to make reservations for Johnathon and me."
"Rita," John said, "cut the crap. Let's go eat. I'm starved. They all left for the cafeteria. Jerry was glad that he finally met them. They were even weirder than he imagined they would be. He remembered that Sam had told him to prepared himself for two weirdoes, but he never thought that they would be this strange.
When they walked into the dining room everyone turned around to look at them. It didn't make Jerry feel strange at all. He thought that it was good that all the kids were getting a little shocked at the sight of Rita and John. Maybe it will snap them out of their sheltered college world, he thought.
Of course Rita and John piled all the food that they could onto their trays. They all found an empty table in the corner and sat down. "Sam," Rita said, "I truly do not know how you live through this everyday. Doesn't it get boring eating in here and seeing the same faces?"
"Rita," John said, "did you ever stop to think that we eat in the same place everyday. That is, if you decide to open a can. You know Rita just learned that you're supposed to heat TV dinners before you serve them." Everyone laughed except Rita.
"Very funny," she said. "But John you know that you would starve to death if I didn't prepare your dinner. He is so lazy that he won't even get up to eat. Anyway, I keep telling him that he should get a chef to prepare his meals if he wants to eat imagine."
"Rita," John said, "we already have a chef to prepare our meals, Chef Boy-ar-dee." This time even Rita laughed. She buttered another piece of bread and took it with her when she went up for seconds. Jerry watched her as she bounced over to the line.
He wondered if she was as good as she said she was. He couldn't wait to find out. He wondered how John would fit into their activities. The thought excited him. He drank down his glass of milk. He would have to wait to find out. He just hoped that Rita and John didn't eat too much more.
But Jerry had to wait until John and Rita had thirds. "Listen," Rita said, "we're all going to be hungry later. I'm going to make some sandwiches." John told her that she ate like a pig. "Go fuck yourself," she told him. "You're going to be glad that I made something for you to eat, after you get done eating me."
"You think that with all she ate that she would gain some weight on her scrawny body," John said after she left. But John knew that he wouldn't trade her scrawny body for an other. She had the best tongue in town. He knew that he had a prize. She could suck cock better than anyone.
Rita returned, loaded down with bread and peanut butter and jelly. She slopped the peanut butter on one slice of bread and the jelly on the other and then put them together. The boys wrapped the sandwiches, but it was hard to keep up with her.
When she was finally done they all went back to the room. John took out another joint and lit up. Jerry was amazed at the way John kept taking one joint after another out of his pocket. Jerry took the lit joint that was handed to him. He dragged hard, he took the smoke deep into his lungs.
Rita started getting undressed. "I just can't wait," she explained. The boys followed her move. And soon all four of them were nude. When Rita saw Jerry's hard prick she couldn't resist it. In a flash her head was down between his thighs.
She took the stiff rod into her mouth. Her tongue worked around the shaft as she slowly let the hot dick out of her mouth. Now she sucked only on the throbbing tip. She tasted the few drops of come that had formed on Jerry's prick. She wanted to taste more.
While she was working her tongue over Jerry's balls, Sam was eating out her cunt. Her pussy was soaking with her sweet cunt juice. She had been anticipating this moment for some time. His tongue licked her fine cunt hair. He was ready to taste her sweet cunt.
He lanced the walls of her twat with his rigid tongue. The taste of her honey filled cunt filled his mouth. He loved the way her cunt tasted. He could never get enough of it. Back and forth he worked his tongue, working her pussy into a sopping wet mess of delicious, sweet pussy syrup.
While Sam was enjoying this feast, John was licking Sam's tight ass-hole. In and out, John worked his tongue, sending thrill throughout Sam's body. When he was done with Sam, John went over to Jerry and started on his ass-hole. John worked his tongue deeply into the small hole.
Jerry liked what John did to his ass as much as he liked what Rita did to his prick. She was right. She could suck cock better than anyone. The tip of her tongue worked up and down the underside of Jerry's prick. This teasing sent chills all over Jerry.
When, by surprise, Rita took his whole shaft into her mouth he moaned with delight. In between her lips she slid his prick. As she let it out of her mouth she sucked on the red cock hard. Jerry had never known such pleasure. The more she gave him the more he wanted.
Jerry felt a rumbling in his balls. He knew that in a second he would feel the delight that she was so expertly working up to. And he was so right. He came in one burst of hot cream. It went deep into her mouth in one spurt, like it was just released from a trap.
She sucked up every drop of his rich cream. She wanted to taste every drop. When she was sure that all his come was down her throat she leaned back to enjoy the pleasure that Sam gave her with his tongue. She loved the way he ate her out.
She knew that when Sam went about eating cunt that was the only thing that he was thinking about. When he set his mind to eat cunt he really did. And she knew that he liked her cunt. After all everyone did. She pressed her cunt closer to his face, so his tongue could go deeper.
Sam worked his tongue deep into her twat. He let her sweet cunt juice roll down his throat. He wanted to work up her cunt into a wet mess and then fuck her. Back and forth his tongue moved. Her cunt was soaked with his saliva and her own cunt juice.
Sam was ready to fuck her, as she was ready to be fucked. He spread her wet thighs and thrust his prick deep into her twat. He moaned as he felt her thick cunt juice cool his fiery prick. She held him close to her and reached her tongue down his throat.
Together they rocked. Each one was giving the other as much pleasure that each one was receiving. Sam's prick glided easily between her soaking cunt lips. His thrusts gave him mounting pleasure. He couldn't wait to come in her wet hole.
Sam did not have to wait very long. He felt Rita's cunt gush forth a flood of sweet pussy syrup. He thrust deeper into her cunt. He felt his come shoot into the already overflowing ocean in her pussy. They both had given each other untold pleasure.
As soon as Sam rolled off of Rita, John was down on that delicious sight. He lapped over her brimming pussy. The taste of Sam's cream and Rita's cunt juice made him come. His come shot over the room, jet after jet. Rita couldn't resist catching some in her mouth. She sucked hard on his prick, until she was sure it was dry.
All four of them laid out over the room. Jerry got up and put on a record, he chose the Rolling Stones. He knew that their sex-filled beat would be just what they needed to start all over again. Rita distributed the peanut butter and jelly sandwiches.
They all filled themselves with two of the sandwiches each. John lit up another joint. Sam was sure glad that Rita and John came over. So I'll put off studying another day, he thought. He didn't care. He was getting what he wanted.
John's prick was hard again. Rita was the first one to notice. She went down on it in an inst nt. She loved his cock. She always told him that he should have it bronzed. That way she could suck on it even if he wasn't there. But she knew that would be no substitute for the real thing.
Up and down her lips glided over the throbbing rod. She could never get enough cock. She could eat cock three times a day. And most of the time she did. And sometimes even more. He thrust his prick deep into her mouth.
She knew what he wanted. She sucked hard on the shaft between her lips. Then slowly she let it out of her mouth, inch by inch. When she had only the tight tip in her mouth she rammed the whole shaft back down her throat. She continued sucking on his prick in this way.
As she sucked she felt Jerry's tongue between her thighs. His tongue darted between her cunt lips. He licked over her hot, wet, hairy mound. He loved the taste of her particular pussy. This delicious taste mixed with the peanut butter that was still in his mouth. It was a taste sensation that drove him wild for more.
In a moment Rita felt what she knew was going to come at any minute. Sam's hot cream shot into her mouth, and down her throat. She sucked hard on his prick to get every drop of his sweet, thick, rich cream out of the slowly shrinking tube.
When she was sure that she had sucked every drop, she leaned back and enjoyed the workmanship of Jerry's tongue. He licked in between her wet cunt lips. Then he took her by surprise by thrusting his rigid tongue between her hot box. Back and forth, quicker and quicker, he worked his tongue until she moaned with pleasure.
Jerry knew that she was going to come at any second. He opened his mouth wide to receive her sweet cunt juice. In a second his mouth was flooded with the sweetest taste known to man. He lapped up every bit of her thick come, his tongue reached deep into her cunt to get every bit.
Rita had not felt such joy in some time, well at least not for a few minutes, at any rate. And she wanted to reward Jerry for the pleasure he had given her. She could only think of one way to do that. She grabbed his hard shaft in her hand.
Up and down she stroked it. She put it in her mouth to make it more slippery. Then she continued to rub it. She sucked only on the tip. She squeezed his throbbing shaft and ran her tongue back and forth over the expanded hard tip.
Then she took the whole shaft into her mouth. She pressed her face onto his sweaty prick hairs and then slowly let the hard rod out of her mouth. Her tongue went to his balls. She flicked each one with her tongue. She took them both into her mouth.
She sucked on them ever so carefully, and then let them pop out of her lips. They were soaked with her saliva. She wanted to feel, his hot come down her throat at that very instant. She took his throbbing dick into her mouth and started working her lips up and down that delicious piece of meat.
She did not have to wait long for his hot come to shoot down her throat. In one splash she felt the thick scum coat her mouth. She sucked hard. She wanted every drop. She loved the taste of come. She felt his prick grow small in her mouth. She was not satisfied, not yet.
There was still one more prick to be sucked and she wanted someone down on her cunt. Rita grabbed Sam's dick as John went down on her cunt. Her pussy was soaked with all the activity it received. He wanted to do his part, too. He wanted to suck her cunt dry.
He started in on his task with gusto. His tongue rolled over her hairy mound. The flavor of her sweet cunt juice went straight to his head. And his tongue went straight into her cunt, back and forth he worked. It slid still faster between the slippery walls.
Sam's tongue was hanging out of his mouth. Rita was working such wonders that he was dazed. Her tongue was teasing his hairy sack. She wanted those two balls to explode with his rich cream. She shoved his hard shaft into her mouth. She worked her tongue around the pulsating prick that was housed in her wet mouth.
Just as her mouth was filled, so was her cunt. That wet orifice was filled with cunt juice and John's tongue. Back and forth, and all around the inside her wet, slippery, delicious pussy he worked his tongue. He could not get enough of it.
Finally he got what he was so expertly working up to. Rita's' cunt gushed forth with the most tasty geyser of cunt juice imaginable. His tongue caught every drop. He sucked hard on the cunt hairs. He did not want to miss a drop ... and he didn't.
As John was savoring the pleasures of Rita's sweet pussy, she was enjoying Sam's hot prick. She wanted to feel the ultimate joy of tasting his come. It rushed into her mouth in a second, just as the phone rang.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Jerry got to the phone before anyone else. It was his mother. He hoped that he would be able to talk to her. His head swam from the grass and from the sex. "Hi Mom," he said. He wanted to make it clear that he was talking to his mother so everyone would be quiet.
"Jerry," she began, "I'm afraid that I have some bad news." Oh no, he thought. He was so stoned out. He sat down to receive whatever bad news she was going to tell him. "Judy had an accident," she explained. "Well not really an accident."
Jerry asked to please get to the point. "Well Jerry," she said, "Judy tried to commit suicide. Now don't get excited," she said excitedly, "she's all right. She's all right physically that is, who knows how the poor girl is mentally," she added.
The rest of what his mother said Jerry did not listen to. He was in a trance. His head was confused with ideas and thoughts. He said goodbye to his mother and hung up the phone. He couldn't believe what she had told him. He didn't understand what she said.
Suicide, he thought to himself. He knew that Judy was too levelheaded to try to kill herself over what happened the other afternoon. There must be some other reason. There had to be some other reason. He knew that it was too late to ride to the hospital. But he would leave in the morning, first thing in the morning.
All the others in the room were silent. They could tell by the way that Jerry looked that he had received bad news. Rita made the first move. "Come on John," she said, "Let's go." John knew that he would have to drive back to the city now. He didn't want to, but he knew that he had to.
They both dressed quickly. Rita kissed Jerry goodbye, she felt sorry for him. Whatever news he got it must be pretty bad, she thought. Then she went over to Sam and kissed him goodbye. She said that she would call him. She tool the two peanut butter and jelly sandwiches that were on the desk and left with John.
Sam was now alone with Jerry. He felt awkward, and since they both were naked he felt silly, too. He put on his clothes, as did Jerry. He was about to ask Jerry if he wanted to be alone, when Jerry said that he was going out to take a walk.
He put on his jacket and went out into the cold fall night. He wanted very badly to know why she did it. He knew that it had something to do with him. But he also knew that she wasn't just another silly high school girl. He wondered if it had anything to do with sex.
He knew that he had initiated her into the pleasures that he knew. He did that to have a new convert. He wanted to give her pleasure and receive it. Did I go too far, he wondered. Did I enter some ground that I shouldn't have, he asked himself.
He wondered where Judy was, if she was still in the hospital. His mother said something about the slashes on her wrists being minor. He supposed that the reason she did it was to call out, to ask for help. He searched his mind, he tried to remember if she had called out to him.
That afternoon Judy talked to a psychiatrist. She was glad to talk to someone. He asked all kinds of questions. They were simple questions about her medical history and the medical history in her family. It was Judy who started to talk about more personal things.
Once she started it was easy. She told the doctor all about Jerry and what they did on those nights when he came home for the weekend. She felt no embarrassment. She wanted to get these thoughts out into the open. She told the doctor that she, at first, was disgusted by what Jerry showed her.
But then she explained that she realized that she felt repulsed because of guilt. "When I did it again with Jerry," she told the doctor, "I liked it." But then she told him about the absurd evening she spent with Jim. She laughed as she told the doctor the details.
She left the most important part for last. She told the doctor how much she wanted to see Jerry, and how she cut school to see him. "I felt so rejected when I found another girl there. I realize now that Jerry has his own life to lead, and that we didn't have any bond between us. You know doctor, I just took it for granted that he was my boyfriend."
Then she started in on her mother. She realized that as she talked that she was raising her voice, and she caught herself. She said that her mother had always instilled in her a moral code. "She always made a point," Judy said, "of saying that there are some things that people do and some things that people don't do."
"She's always restricted my life and made me feel guilty if I did something that I knew she considered bad. I don't hate her, doctor.
It's just that I can't get along with her. We live in two different worlds. I just feel that I can't communicate with her, that she won't understand me," she said.
When she was done the doctor spoke. It was the first time he spoke since Judy started to talk. "You're a very perceptive girl," he told her. "I have a very important question to ask you. You don't have to give me an answer now." Judy said that she was ready to hear his question.
"Judy, are you willing to help yourself? Do you want to talk to me again? Would you be willing to go under psychiatric treatment? It may take some time to discover why you did what you did. But I'm willing to help you if you want to be helped."
"Yes," she said, "I want to be helped. I know that this was a warning sign that I need help. I want to be helped now before it becomes too late." He smiled at her. She liked him. She knew that what she was doing was the best thing. When the doctor left Judy felt very relieved. She wanted to say all those things to someone who would understand her. She finally found someone who would.
Jerry had trouble sleeping that night. He wanted to see Judy very much. But he wondered what he would say to her when he did see her. He didn't care. He just wanted to see her to tell her that he was sorry for whatever he did. He looked at the clock and tried to get to sleep.
Jerry looked at his cock many times during the night. Finally the morning came and he was able to get up. He got dressed as fast as he could. He got into his car and drove the short distance back home. The ride seemed to take forever. He tried to think about what he would say to her, but he came up with nothing. He just had to wait.
He went straight to the hospital to see if she was still there. He found out her room number and went there. When he got there the nurse told him that Judy was sleeping, and if he wanted to see her he would have to wait. He sat down and waited. He had nothing else to do.
After about thirty minutes he was told he could see her after she finished her breakfast. He waited until her empty breakfast tray was wheeled away. She had been told that he was waiting to see her. When he came in he sat down next to her bed.
He didn't look at her. He, felt ashamed. Finally he spoke. "What can I say, Judy? I haven't slept all night, I wanted to see you as soon as my mother called and told me what happened." He looked up at her. "What can I say Judy?"
"You don't have to say anything Jerry. What happened isn't your fault. It's my fault for not understanding you. What I did was a danger signal that showed me that something is very wrong inside me. But I'm going to get better soon. I know it.
"I just hope that you learned from what happened Jerry. People are not just things that you can manipulate any way you want. And sometimes people's thinking cannot be changed to your way of thinking, not overnight. I realized a lot about myself in these last few days," she said.
"Listen Jerry," she continued, "I know how you feel. You feel guilty about what happened. I don't know if it helps if I say don't feel guilty. But there, I said it. Just remember what I said. People are people, not machines that you can feed information into and know that they will come out the way you want."
"I know that you felt-right in showing me the pleasure that you showed me. But Jerry I'm not ready for that kind of thing. Maybe you are. If you are it's because you're different than I am. You were brought up differently than I was. What's easy for you to accept may be harder for me to accept." She smiled at him.
He looked into her eyes. He still didn't know what to say. He wished that she would just keep talking. He was beginning to understand her. "What we did together is over," she told him. "It's done." She paused. "I know that we could never continue our relationship, even as friends. Because the knowledge of what we did would always be there, haunting us."
He asked her if what she was saying was that she didn't want to see him again. "If you want to put it in those words Jerry, yes. You see I could never accept you as anything else than what I know you are. And at this point in your life Jerry you leave very much to be desired."
He was surprised that she had said that, he didn't fully understand what she meant. "You're still young Jerry, but you try to do things that even mature people mess up. If you want to have a physical relationship with someone fine. But just remember that you can't let emotions get in the way."
As she talked Judy began to realize what Jerry really was, just a kid trying to do things that he was not able to do yet, because he just didn't have the knowledge of life. She wanted to keep talking to get all the mixed up thoughts in her head out. She knew that what she was saying was true. She knew it would be better for both of them if they knew what Jerry wanted to have and what he could have.
"Jerry," she started again, "you see I thought that you weren't using me. I thought that you really meant the things you said. And maybe at the time you did mean them. But something got in the way. I don't know what that something was. Maybe it's just your need to have all the pleasure you can get."
She looked at him. She knew that was part of the problem. Jerry just liked sex too much. He didn't know how to handle it, not yet. "You have to remember Jerry that sex and love are two different things. I'm not saying that I loved you. I'm too young yet to know what love is.
"But Jerry I had some kind of feeling for you. There was something between us. At least I thought so. And when I found out that this feeling was not being given back by you, I was hurt. I felt rejected. I wanted to cry out for the affection that I never got from you or," she paused, "even from my family.
"So Jerry remember, if you want to fill yourself with all the pleasures you can find, you can. You're free to do anything you want. And you can because when you do things you don't feel guilty. But remember that not everyone is like that."
Jerry knew what she was saying, at least it was all becoming clearer. He wanted to thank her for what she had said. No one had ever put into words the type of person he was. The picture she painted of him was not attractive. She started speaking again.
"I think that you have a better understanding of yourself now. I know that I do. I have faith in you Jerry. I know now that when you meet someone who you want to start some kind of relationship with, now you'll think twice before you'll decide if you want only a physical relationship, or something else.
Jerry got up. He leaned down and kissed Judy on the lips. He had never understood someone so clearly. "Thanks Judy," he said. He meant it. He now had a whole new outlook on his life. He just had some thinking to do to get all the thoughts in his head together.
He walked down the corridor, passed rooms of sick people. He knew that these people did not have anything physically wrong with them, these were all mental patients. He hoped Judy would be helped. He hoped that she caught herself soon enough before her sickness got worse.
Judy closed her eyes. She was so glad Jerry came. She got a lot of things off her mind. And the way she said all those things made them clearer to her. She knew that she would have been lying in this bed even if she never met Jerry. Sooner or later she would have broken down.
She was kind of glad that she met Jerry, though. He hastened her being helped. He taught her a lot about herself and about other people. He also taught her the most exciting physical pleasure she ever knew. She couldn't wait to get better, to overcome her guilt, and continue what Jerry had taught her.
Jerry got into his car. He started to drive back to school. He took his time. He missed his classes already. Besides, he wanted to think. He remembered how Judy looked laid out on the white sheets, like some kind of ghostly vision that told him his future.
He learned a lot in that little while with her. More than he learned so far in school. He remembered what he said to his mother, that he learned more outside of the classroom, than inside the classroom. He wanted to reach out to someone to tell them what he found out about himself.
He knew that Judy was right about everything. He was still too young to know about such things as love and emotions. He found out about sex, and was now using it like some kid with a new toy. He knew that he had to watch it. Things would be all right as long as his sexual relationships remained only physical.
He thought of the three girls out at school. The thought of having an emotional tie with any of them was absurd. They all knew that there was only one thing that they were all interested in, giving each other pleasure. That was the only thing that formed their friendship.
He thought of John and Rita. He supposed that they were the exception to the rule. But they needed each other for reasons besides love and sex. They needed to have another person. He thought that their life must be very lonely. But then he thought of himself.
What did he have? He too had only sex. He only had the pleasure that he so needed to survive. But he supposed that it was enough for him. At least it was enough for him now. He didn't want, at this time in his life, to get messed up in any serious relationship.
He only wanted one thing, to get all the pleasure he could get. He wanted to enjoy himself now while he was still young and had no responsibilities. He wanted to eat as much pussy now as he could, before he found the one cunt he would have to eat for the rest of his life.
His mind started to work faster. He now had a goal. He wanted to find that one cunt, that one delicious cunt that he would never get tired of eating. He remembered what Judy said about love. But he realized that he could have the best of both possible worlds.
He could have his cunt and eat it too. When he found the right cunt he would find the right girl. And if it could possibly happen the other way around, fine. But right now he wanted all the cunt he could find. He didn't go back to school. He went straight to the beach cottage to have his taste of three of the best tasting twats around.
When he parked his car he heard the three girls down by the beach. He remembered the first time he saw them by Cripple Creek. He wanted to eat as much cunt now as he did then. His mouth watered as he watched them play in the waves. Janie saw him first.
She and the others ran up to him. They were all out of breath from running. "Jerry," Janie said, "we were just talking about you. We were wondering when we were going to see you again." She looked at the others and said, "Let's go into the house. I don't know about Mary and Susie, but my cunt is itching for your tongue."
Jerry couldn't wait to start in on this feast.
He jumped out of his clothes. The girls had their bathing suits off in a flash. He was so glad that not everyone was so uptight about having sex. He just had to keep in mind, as Judy said, that he had to stick to this kind of person.
And that's just what he did. He stuck his tongue right up Janie's wet little box. Mary started to suck his prick. And Susie couldn't get enough of his ass-hole. Every part of his body was alive with the feelings of sex, the best possible feeling in the world.
Jerry knew that this is just how he wanted his wife, right now. He wanted to eat as much pussy as he could and have his prick sucked all the time. And these girls were just the ones to do it. They were masters at their work. And the only thing that they wanted in return was to get the same pleasure that he got.
And Jerry was doing a good job of that. He sucked hard on Janie's cunt. His tongue worked in and out of the wet slit. He could not get enough of the sweet taste in his mouth. But then, suddenly. Janie's cunt was replaced by Susie's delicious pussy. Janie went down on Jerry's ass.
Susie's pussy was soaked with her salty tasting cunt juice. Jerry's tongue lapped over the wet mound. Janie's tongue was working hard on his ass. And Mary still sucked hard on his prick. Susie's cunt gushed with a flood of tasty salt flavored come.
In an instant his mouth tasted still another treat. Mary thrust her cunt into his face. She worked up quite a sweat. The taste filled his mouth. He couldn't get enough of it. Susie was down on his prick giving him all the pleasure she knew how to give.
Again in his mouth was a flood of delicious, honey flavored cunt syrup. He darted his tongue in and out of Mary's sopping pussy and got every drop. He worked his tongue over her fine cunt hairs, he didn't want to miss a drop.
But then still another time he had a pussy in his mouth. All three girls were not wasting any time in getting all the pleasure that they could. They were all back in their starting positions. Mary was at his prick, Susie was at his ass, and he sucked hard on Janie's cunt.
She came in one gush of the sweetest cunt juice he ever had in his mouth. He lapped up every bit. Now Jerry was the only one to reach his climax. And with the help of Mary's expert tongue he was about to come at any second. She rammed the whole shaft into her mouth and sucked on it hard.
Jerry came in one burst, so intense that he thought that his balls broke. His prick kept jetting its thick come into Mary's sucking mouth. She never stopped sucking until every drop was out of Jerry's prick. He was exhausted, as were the girls.
He got what he came to get, three of the most delicious cunts he ever set a tongue on. Jerry looked around at the three nude girls. He was very satisfied with his life. All the girls came over to him and sat near him. Mary and Susie rested their heads on his shoulders. And Janie rested her head on his prick.
Jerry felt great. He knew that this was his life. He wanted all the pleasure that he could get. And he knew that these girls were the ones who would give it. The only thing that they wanted was to be given pleasure in return. And that was something that Jerry was only too glad to give.
He felt his prick growing under Janie's head. She felt it too. She turned her head around and started in on sucking his growing prick. Susie kissed Jerry hard. Her tongue shot down his throat. Mary stood up and straddled Jerry's head.
He looked into her cunt. It was good and wet with sweet cunt juice. What a meal, Jerry thought. Without further thinking his tongue slipped into the wet slit. He didn't stop sucking until he tasted Mary's pussy flood his mouth with her thick juice.
It was sure good to be back home. Jerry knew that he would never roam for a long time. He had all the cunt that he could ever dream to have, only a few minutes from his mouth. He knew that Judy was in that other world. The same world that his family was in.
Mary got up and stretched. Jerry watched her smooth skin stretch along her fine frame. Her cunt was still wet from their fun and games. He felt like a king. "Who wants to eat?" Mary asked.
"Oh Mary," Janie said. "Don't you think of anything else? We just got done and she wants to start all over." But then Mary explained that she didn't mean cunt food, she meant real food. "Oh," said Janie, "good idea. I'm really hungry and I knew when I get done eating real food I'll be hungry all over again for some cock."
"Well," said Jerry, "you won't have to look any farther than right here." He pointed to his cock. Janie laughed and took his prick in her hand.
"If I can interrupt you Janie," Mary said, "can you give me a hand, before you give Jerry a hand job?" Everyone laughed and the three girls went into the kitchen to prepare a snack.
Jerry got up. He put an album on the stereo. He turned the volume up as the strange and loud sounds of Pink Floyd filled the room. He caught a look at himself in the mirror. I wonder what I have that makes women dig me so, he laughed to himself.
He heard a car out on the beach. He looked out the big, glass window that formed one of the walls and saw to his delight that it was Sam, John, and of course, Rita. Rita was wearing a long, black dress. She had to fight the wind to keep it down.
He answered the door.
"Well take off your clothes and plan to stay for a while," Jerry laughed. The other girls came in and all the introductions were made.
Mary went back to the kitchen and made some more sandwiches.
Rita opened the huge bag which she always carried and took out a gigantic salami. "Isn't it a beauty. John and I ripped it off from our local deli." She gave it to Susie. "Cut it up or save it, baby. It's a present from me and my lover boy." She pulled John over and gave him a big, wet kiss.
"Actually," John said, "Rita wanted it. She wanted to use it as a cock. And believe me she could have fit that whole thing up her pussy."
"John," Rita scolded, "what will these people think of us if you go around and tell stories like that? But you know that if there was a man with a grand cock like that, I'd certainly be the first in line."
Mary brought in the sandwiches and sodas. And everyone wolfed down what they could, while the sandwiches lasted. But with Rita and John there, the others had to work fast.
And after every one was done, they all knew that the next course would be something more exciting than salami. And it was. Everyone didn't stop eating each other until everyone was satisfied. And with that bunch it took the whole glorious night.
