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Tim, the Teenage MC
By: Rass Senip
rass_senip@usa.net
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>This posting contains:
Chapter IX(c): 10th Grade, Fall 1986
Part 6 - Dreams People Share (mc, mf, ff, fisting)
Part 7 - Holly's Favorite Dicky (mc, mf)
>The next posting contains:
Chapter X(a): 10th Grade, Winter 1986/87
Part 1 - Life Support (no sex)
Part 2 - The Dance of Sex (mc, oral mf, mf)
Part 3 - Twosomes and Threesomes. (mfm)
Part 4 - Parental Secrets (mc, oral mf, mf)
>See the Table of Contents (TOC) posting for a complete list of
all Chapters released so far and information on posting format.
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Chapter IX: 10th Grade, Fall 1986
Part 6 - Dreams People Share
(mc, mf, ff, fisting)
Some people have a love for cars, some for horses, others for big chested women.
Their eyes constantly scan for the images that excite them in a way nothing else
can. I enjoy many of these myself, but the weekend following Halloween, my eyes
nearly missed the object in the sky that would become an object I would drool
about.
"What is that," Suzi said, hearing the strange distant buzzing sound.
"Sounds like a plane or something," Joey said, searching the sky with his eyes.
The November sunset was as orange as the leaves lining the amusement park's
horizon. We were waiting to get on the Screaming Greek one last time before we
went home, and the sound was starting to attract a lot of attention as it grew
louder.
The small helicopter was nearly on top of us before it finally came in sight,
flying not more than thirty feet above us, appearing to be looking for someplace
to land.
"Shit. That thing is isn't any bigger than one of my go carts," I exclaimed.
Its size excited me, and thoughts of having my own little helicopter to fly
around in started whirling in my mind. "I'm going to go check it out," I said as
I got out of line.
"Okay! We'll find you when we're done.." Joey's voice said, fading as I started
to run.
The helicopter actually wasn't looking for a landing spot, just looking.
Despite its size, it could really move, and I nearly gave up following it when
it crossed over a section of the park closed to the public. I was out of
breath, and figured it would be out of my range by the time I made my way around
to the other side.
But before I turned to go back to Joey and Suzi, the buzz of the helicopter's
motor began to change in pitch.
"Cool. It's landing," I said to myself.
I found an entrance and walked through the gate, simply ignoring the sign marked
'employees only'. The area contained several buildings, a few equipment sheds
containing things like brooms and the like, and a row of lockers where
apparently the employees kept their personal belongings.
I had to walk around the corner of a building before I found the helicopter. It
was only eight or so feet long with an open seat that couldn't possibly hold
two. It looked a lot bigger on the ground than it did in the air, but nothing
as large as my father's personal helicopter.
The controls were nowhere near as complicated as the full size version, and what
I could see of the engine reminded me of the go cart engines Joey and I had
rebuilt several times. The blades were surprisingly folded together and tilted
at an angle, resting on an arm at the end of the body that held their almost
twelve foot length just off the ground.
My attention was so caught up in examining the craft that I never noticed its
pilot coming out of the building behind me. I almost fell into the cockpit when
she caught me bending over to look at the flight stick.
"Excuse me? I don't think you're supposed to be back here," the woman said.
"Uhm, yeah, I know. But I wanted to see your helicopter close up and... I just
think it's really cool."
"Thanks. But I've been told I have to keep looking for someone," she said as
she stepped up on a foot hold, then grabbed and rotated the right blade into
position with loud click. "And I can't take time out to give some kid a
demonstration."
"I take it you don't really want to be looking for this person," I said,
thinking out loud.
"No, I don't," she said as the other blade clicked into position. Then she
inserted some kind of pin to apparently lock them into place.
"I can help you find whoever you're looking for. Just tell me their name, and
if I find them before you do, could you just answer some questions? I wasn't
going to ask for a demonstration. I mean I already saw it fly."
"They've been blasting the guy's name out over the PA for the past half an hour.
But the guy's deaf, and a friend of my father's. If I didn't know what he
looked like..."
"But what's his name anyway. His full name if you know it."
"Gregory Steinman, and I don't have any idea what his middle name is. Now, you
better leave before security catches you in here."
And with that, she put her helmet on and started the engine up, then brought the
blades to full speed and took off.
I had run around the corner as the flying debris started to sting my bare arms,
and neck, but didn't hurry myself as I made my way out of the employee zone. I
connected to Joey who was still waiting in line and asked him to help me sweep
the park.
Joey and I had worked out how to do a sweep the previous week, and this was our
first real use of it except for the trial runs. We had started working it like
a blanket command except without any commands inside our imaginary sheet. But
it quickly became clear it would take forever to form a blanket big enough to
cover the large area we were testing, so we had started experimenting with other
shapes and concepts, and eventually came up with the sweep.
Joey and I began started imagining in our minds that we were gathering
incredible amounts of energy and containing it inside our head. Once we figured
we had enough, we released it all at once, imagining it spreading out from the
two of us in all directions like sonar pulses of mental energy. The sweeps
didn't quite make it to the far reaches of the park, but we found our man almost
immediately. He was standing in line for the Screaming Greek, twelve heads
behind Joey and Suzi.
Figuring she would never find him while he was under the pavilion and close to
getting on the roller coaster itself, I didn't hurry as I made my way there.
The hardest part was to find the helicopter after I lost my lock on her mind
that I had made during the pulse. Too many people's thoughts between us, and I
wasn't familiar enough with her mind to find it like I could Joey's and Suzi's.
Joey and Suzi came out just as I found her at the far side, still frustrated
over the fact her father had just ordered her to find him like she was one of
his employees. I hadn't realized she was the owner's daughter, nor had I
noticed she was only seventeen.
Joey and Suzi needed to leave, not wanting to miss the last chance to get the
shit scared out of them at a closing haunted house. We had gone to another one
last weekend, but once I had been startled by the first 'ghost', I couldn't keep
myself from sensing the next scare. So they understood when I suggested they
leave without me. I could just call a limo or maybe get a free ride from
someone going that way.
Holly was still five minutes away when Greg walked out the exit, so I followed
him and kept nudging Holly towards our new positions. Holly's eye caught my
smiling face as I pointed towards the ice cream shop. I was about to have to
nudge her again when she decided to ignore me, but then she saw her target
walking out of the ice cream shop and noticed me walking up to him.
Three minutes later, Holly landed inside a small roped off grassy area while I
and the thirty-something man stood and waited. She jumped over the knee high
fence and took her helmet off before she spoke to us.
"How did you.. Never mind. Mr. Steinman, your wife called and said you're
supposed to meet her at the front gate.. well, ten minutes ago. Something
about your ticket being bumped up and... You're welcome!" Holly cried after the
running man.
"I thought you said he was deaf," I said.
"Yeah. Too bad too. The dumb shit's running the wrong way. The front gate is
that way," she said pointing the other direction.
"So, uhm, can you spend a few minutes telling this kid a few things about your
aircraft?"
She looked at me with her head cocked to the side, squinting her eyes while she
tried to figure me out. But then she looked up at the sky and frowned.
"I have to take Beany back to her trailer before it gets any darker, and that
will take me at least thirty minutes. The park is closing in..." she said
looking at her watch, "about an hour and ten minutes.... Hmm.. When does your
ride leave?"
"When ever I want. When I get to a phone, I'm going to call home for a limo.
It will take it about forty minutes to get.."
"A limo? What are you, some kind of rich kid?"
"Depends how you look at it. Look, the sun's almost set now. I'll meet you at
your trailer after I make my phone call, and then we can answer each other's
questions," I said over my shoulder as I walked away.
She stood there a moment before turning to go back to her ship. After she
jumped the fence again, the thought suddenly occurred to her I couldn't possibly
know where the trailer was. She scanned the local area with her eyes, then
huffed and got in her craft and started it up.
Holly was rolling the 'copter into its trailer when I walked up behind her and
startled her with my hello.
"Shit. You sure are full of surprises, rich kid." she said.
"My name's Tim, not rich kid."
"Sorry. Holly," she said, offering her hand.
I shook it, then looked at the grease her paw had left on my hand.
"I guess rich kids aren't used to getting their hands dirty," she said, tossing
a rag to me with a crooked grin.
"Shit. I had my fair share of engine grease on my hands. My buddy and I built
our own go carts, and had to rebuild the engines a couple of times before we got
it right."
"Oh really. Well, that makes all the difference, doesn't it," she said
sarcastically.
"Uhm, are you like mad about something? Besides your dad making you fly around
on a wild goose chase."
"Oh, don't get me started," she said, flaring her nostrils in a way that I found
suddenly sexy. She looked at me for a moment, then sighed and said, "I'm sorry,
ki.. er, what was your name again?"
"Tim. Tim Brandton."
"Okay, I'll remember it now. I guess my step dad just gets under my skin
sometimes. So, what do you want to know about Beany?"
I asked her how she got it, what it takes to fly it, standard stuff. She had
started flying Beany when her stepfather got tired of it and offered it to her
when she was twelve. Apparently he hadn't expected her to actually stick with
it, and if it hadn't been for her mother, he would have sold it the next year.
"He uses Beany like a leash sometimes. Technically she's still his, so if I
want to keep flying her, I have to work at this damn park. At least the season
is almost over... So, what about you? You were just trying to impress me with
that limo line, weren't you," she said grinning.
"Would you believe me if I said I wasn't? I didn't think so. Well, suit
yourself. I can stay as long as I want though. Uhm, are you done with Beany?"
"Yeah, everything but locking the trailer up. Why?"
"Well, I was hoping we could go back and grab something to eat. Or at least go
indoors somewhere. It's getting kind of cool out, and I didn't plan on being
here this late otherwise I would have brought my jacket."
"Okay, but only if you tell me how you found Steinman when you couldn't even
know what he looked like."
"Hmm.. You want the truth? Or something you'll believe?" I said, rubbing my
arms.
"Try the truth first, then we'll go from there. Come on, you can tell me on the
way."
We climbed out of the trailer and I helped her close the doors and stood
watching her lock it. I wasn't all that cold yet, but I knew she hadn't eaten
dinner and I wanted to learn more about her and Beany. And while she fought to
work the lock shut, I found myself becoming a more interested in Holly than
Beany, especially her ass.
Holly was only a year and seven months older than I was, and by the time we had
finished racing to the park's entrance, I was seeing her more friendlier side of
her personality. Of course her mood went sour when the guy at the front gate
said her friend couldn't come in.
"What do you mean? He was in the park all day, and it's not closing time yet."
"So? Unless he had his hand stamped before six.."
I slid my hand under the violet lamp and said, "See? My hand is stamped."
"Oh. Okay, you can go in. But the park closes in thirty minutes. You'll have
to leave then, you know."
After we walked beyond his hearing distance, Holly said, "I can't believe he
fell for that. Didn't he even look at your hand?"
"Sure he looked."
"Nu-uh.. I looked, and there wasn't anything on your.." Holly stopped as I held
the back of my hand up for her to see it. "But.. it's only supposed to glow
when your hand is under the black light. Tim, you're starting to spook me."
"Sorry," I said, waving my other hand over the glowing mark on my left hand,
making it disappear. "There's nothing to get spooked about. It's just an
illusion."
"What, like an magician? I don't think.."
"No, more like a hypnotist. The dork at the gate saw what he expected to see
when I told him that I had the mark on my hand. You did the same thing. I
doubt what you saw was the same as what he saw."
"Okay, I'll let that one go for now. So how did you find mister deaf and
directionless?"
"Oh, that was easy. I used my magic."
"Sure you did. Come on, you said you'd tell me."
"Uhm, is pizza okay?" I asked, hearing her stomach growl.
"Yeah, it's this way. Now stop stalling and spill it. Otherwise I'm eating
alone."
"Okay, but if I do tell you the truth, you have to promise not to freak, okay?"
"Freak? Listen, kid, you're talking to a girl who flies a helicopter with a
blade span of twenty feet over an amusement park that has more power lines and
shit up there than a forest of telephone poles. I don't freak."
"I used a mental sweep."
"A what?"
"Well that's what Joey and I call it. I'm telepathic, and that's how I found
your Mr. Gregory Albert Steinman."
"Yeah, right. Looks like I'll be eating alone then."
"I'm telling you the truth," I thought to her.
"If you are, then why don't you just read my mind or something," she said, not
catching the fact I had stopped at the entrance of the pizza place and she had
already walked ten paces in front of me.
"Okay.... Uhm, can't you think of something better than just how big Zack's zit
is on his nose?"
"That's too easy." she said, as Zack came over to her at the counter.
"What's too easy," Zack said.
"Nothing, I was just talking to Tim... Is there any pepperoni left Zack?"
"Uhm, yeah, you want it?" he said, figuring Holly was just trying to play a
trick on him or something. As far as he could see, no one but he and Holly were
in the joint.
"Yes, please. What about you Tim.." she said turning to the empty spot she
thought I was occupying.
"I'll take the three slices left of the Canadian bacon, if you don't mind," I
thought to her from across the room.
Holly stared at me for nearly thirty seconds, trying to figure out if I was for
real. She concluded I had hypnotized her into thinking I hadn't moved my lips
when I spoke, so she just turned around and asked Zack for the Canadian bacon
also.
"Huh?" Zack said. "You never eat the CB. I thought you hated it."
"I do. It's for my friend over at the door."
"Uhm, what friend," he said, looking straight through me as I sat down next to
Holly.
"He can't see me," I thought to her.
"Zack. Snap out of it. I think he's hypnotized you or something. He's sitting
in the chair right in front of you."
"Hypnotized me? Who?" Zack said looking at Holly like she was trying to get
him.
"Oh never mind. Just.. never mind. Can I have a diet coke?"
"And a root beer," I said, making Zack jump as I popped into existence to his
mind.
"Shit! Where did you come from?" Zack asked.
"Here and there. Don't worry about it. Just hurry up and get our drinks like a
good boy," I said. He smiled and hurried over to the soda machine, wanting to
please us like a little kid who didn't know better.
"So, you're a very good hypnotist?"
"Well, I guess I am, but that's not what I'm doing. You want me to read your
mind? Okay. You're seventeen years old. You lost your virginity last year to
a guy who used to work this very counter, Justin Bram. You liked his sense of
humor, and really liked his.."
"Okay... I know I didn't tell you that, so that means you're a friend of
Justin's. What's he up to now? And why is he trying to pull another practical
joke on me?"
"I've never met him. Let's me try something else. The day you were up in Beany
over the large woods three miles southeast of the far end of the park, you
noticed something moving below you. You followed the movement until a herd of
deer and a buck stopped in a clearing and stared up at you. You swore they were
trying to tell you something, and they didn't move or anything, even when you
went down closer... should I go on?"
"Shit. I've never told anyone about that. If I hadn't been so close to the
ground when Beany's engine stalled, I would have crashed and probably gotten
killed. Those deer saved my life."
"Yeah, and you never saw them again, and the reason Beany stalled was because
she had a leak in the oil line. And here is something you didn't already know.
Your dad is planning to sell her when the park closes for the season."
"What? He wouldn't dare. Are you trying to pull something?"
"Nope. I'll prove it to you. But you'll have to trust me. And no, I don't
think you're gullible. Zack, come over here.. and stop picking at that thing.
It's already bleeding."
"Uhm, what," Zack said, a little embarrassed by his popped zit.
"Holly here thinks I've hypnotized you and her into seeing and hearing things.
But she also knows that you can't make people do things that they find morally
objectionable. So, Holly. You think Zack is a scum ball, don't you."
"Uhm..."
"It's okay, he won't remember anything you say."
"Okay then. Yes, he's shit," she said, watching Zack smile at her afterwards.
"Then you wouldn't want to kiss him?"
"No.." she said sarcastically.
"You wouldn't want to stick your tongue in his mouth, run your hands down his
scrawny chest, and pull his little dick out of his pants?"
"NO! And you can't make me either."
"I couldn't if I was using hypnosis, but you're not hypnotized."
"You're starting to piss me off. And Zack, stop looking at.... Oh, Zack.. OH!"
she said suddenly grabbing him, pulling him on the counter while frenching him
madly. Zack's eyes were flickering around wildly before he realised her hands
were starting to slide down his chest towards his growing lump in his pants.
His eyes closed the moment her fingers undid his jeans button, then he moaned
into her mouth as her steady fingers pulled his actually respectable-sized dick
out of his undershorts.
"Holly..." I said, realizing she wasn't coming out of her lustful daze.
"HOLLY! You're kissing SHIT, remember?"
She gave a squawk as she almost fell down. She was breathing really hard, and I
found myself aroused almost as much as the jerking off counter boy was.
"Shit! You fucken pricks! Shit!" Holly said to me and Zack.
"Zack, stop before you make a mess... And you better put that thing away. Here
comes the boss."
"Oh, shit," Zack said, rolling off the counter and hitting the floor with a
thud. He had just gotten back on his feet when Holly's stepfather and another
man walked in looking rather angry.
"Holly, I'm through with your attitude!" he shouted. "You deliberately moved
Beany's truck and trailer so the boys couldn't take it back to the shop. Why?"
"What?" Holly said alarmed. "I didn't move her!"
"Oh and I suppose you weren't the one who left this message," he said shoving
the note into her face.
"Dad, I know about you wanting to sell Beany. I'm running away with this
wonderful guy I met today and we're taking her with me. - Holly.. But I didn't
write this!" she cried.
"Oh, and I suppose you weren't spying on me when I accepted Heinz's offer to
sell Beany to him. You're a little sneak and a liar.."
"SO! You WERE going to sell Beany!" Holly said, flaring her sexy nostrils
again. "You... You..."
"Don't say it! All I want to hear from you is where Beany is! Otherwise you
can forget your money for college!"
"She doesn't know where it is," I said.
"What? Who the hell are you! Her latest worm to dangle?"
"I'm the guy who had Beany moved. You're not going to sell her."
"The fuck I'm not! You! Er, Zack. Call Security down here right now. And for
God's sake, zip up your fly!" he said with a pained expression.
"Zack, don't," Holly said. "I don't care if you take away the money my REAL dad
left for me..."
"Holly, it's in your name," I thought to her. "Only you can access it, but only
after you turn eighteen."
"Shit! You can't even touch MY money, can you! You're the sneak and the liar.
I bet you don't even own Beany. It was my real dad's, you know."
I hadn't known that. I checked her stepfather's mind, and found that Beany was
legally his, even though it had been an oversight on her mother's part.
"Oh, you are a weasel, aren't you Larry," I said. "Zack, why don't you stop
standing around and start cleaning up like you usually do. You can ignore
whatever we say or do."
"Look, you little piece of shit. My employees do not take orders from a
trespasser. Cody, take mister big mouth down to whereever he moved Beany to,
then turn him over to the police. He was caught trying to rob the pizza house
cash register."
"Tim, maybe you better run," Holly said starting to panic.
I just winked at her and stood still as Cody the gorilla came over and grabbed
me by the neck.
"AARRGGHH!!!" Cody screamed, pulling his hand back and looking at it.
"What!" Larry cried surprised.
"He's hot!"
"What? Stop fucking around. Grab him and go!"
"But... " he said, testing my shirt to see if I was still hot. "Okay, he's..
ARRRRGGG!" he cried when he tried to grab my neck again.
"What the fuck!" Larry said. "Cody, what's wrong with you," he said as he
grabbed my arm and held it out to Cody.
"But... I tell you, he burnt my hand.. Twice!"
"Cody, are you doing drugs again? Now take his arm and get the fuck out there
before I fire your ass. Hey! What they fuck are you doing!" Larry cried as
Zack mopped the floor along with Larry's shoes.
"Say Holly.." I said, watching poor Zack suddenly lose his balance and slide
across the wet floor on his back. "If I made your turd of a stepfather sign
Beany over to you, would you let me take her up tomorrow for a little while?"
"Oh hho hoo.. Tim, I'd even have your baby if you did that," she said. When my
eyebrows shot up, she added. "Only a figure of speech."
I smiled, knowing it hadn't completely been a figure of speech. But first
things first.
"Yo, slime ball," I called, looking straight at Larry.
"That's it. Okay, punk, I'll take care of you myself," Larry said, taking off
his jacket.
He walked up to me, grabbed my shoulder, and was about to shove me forward when
I said, "Excuse me. What's your name, little boy?"
He blinked, then let my arm go and stood blinking, looking around and at
everyone.
"What's your name?" I repeated.
"Dicky," he replied.
"What's your last name?"
"Strodmyer. My name is Dicky Strodmyer."
"What do you want to do for Holly, Dicky."
"I want to.. uhm... Oh, give her that flying thingy."
"What else?"
"Oh, I want to play with her. I think she's so much fun! Can I play? Can I?"
"Okay, Holly," I said as the man/child jumped up and down. "I'll meet you at
your house at... 10:00 am okay for you? Until then, have fun with Dicky here.
He'll go back to his normal lovable self after we leave tomorrow morning."
"Oh hoo ho ho. Tim... Oh ho hoho. I think I love you."
"Yeah, yeah, whatever. Look, my limo is here, so I'm gonna go home. You have
fun with your new friend, and I'll see you in the morning," I said, pushing the
door open.
"Uhm, Tim?" she called after me a few moments later from the door.
"Yeah?" I said, hoping she was going to ask me to spend the night.
She hesitated as she looked at me, turning a little red before she said, "Oh!
Where's Beany?
"Right where you left her, silly."
"Oh, right. Thanks. Uhm, I guess I'll see you tomorrow.." Holly said a little
too slowly. But then she brightened and let the door shut behind her saying,
"Come here, Dicky. I want a horsy back ride."
"Wow. Maybe she does like me," I said, barely keeping myself from peeking and
learning for sure. I sighed and walked towards the front entrance deep in
thought, and almost ran into two women who were nervous about something and were
walking quickly in the direction I had just came.
I didn't resist peeking in their heads, and didn't expect to find anything as
interesting as I did. The two college girls were looking for a safe place to
sleep without the staff finding them, then have another day at the park without
paying for it. But what interested me the most was the fact they were lovers,
and they were wet just anticipating what they wanted to do once they found their
hideout.
Naturally I followed them, feeling pretty horny from reading what they were
feeling for each other. I wasn't sure how I would fit into their plans, but at
the least I wanted to watch if not participate somehow.
They snuck into a small concession shack they had noticed hadn't been used all
day. I sat down on a bench, planning to wait for their activities to begin
before entering, and was concentrating on what they were doing when their plans
were brought to a sudden end. I hadn't noticed a security guard watching them
enter the shack, and was as surprised as they were when he and another guard
caught them topless inside.
"Well, well, well. Looky what we have here," the bigger of the two guards said.
"I don't remember these two paying their overnight fee."
"Fee?" Lisa said frightened, covering herself.
"Aren't you friends of Barbara?" the other guard asked.
"No.." Nicky said, putting her bra on. "And we're not paying any fee." She had
been startled by the men's intrusion, but she had recovered her wits and wasn't
about to let the men have their way with them.
"Don't say no until you hear what the fee is," the first one said, leaving his
hungry eyes pointed at her chest.
"What. A blow job?" Nicky said sarcastically as she tossed Lisa her shirt then
put her own on.
"Oh, nothing so easy as that," the second one said shutting the door. "A blow
job is just the membership fee. And since you have entered our club house.."
"Excuse me," I said poking my head inside the door. "Is this where I get my
refund? Larry said to find someone in a blue shirt to get a refund."
"This isn't no fucken customer service hut. Get the fuck.."
"Wait!" Nicky said, pulling Lisa with her past the two goons. "I know where the
refund hut is. HEY let her go!" She said when the first guard had grabbed
Lisa's arm.
"Get out of here, kid. This is a security matter."
"Oh wait a sec. I see Larry now. HEY Larry! Your guy here says you won't give
me a refund. Ma's not going to like.."
"SHIT!" the second guard said. "He's talking to the boss!"
"What?... So? Just means we take these two bitches out and say we caught them
sneaking in here. We're just doing our job."
"Doing your JOB?!" Nicky said before kicking the second jerk in the balls when
he tried to grab her. Despite the fact he was wearing a cup, he doubled over,
then fell on the ground when Nicky hit his neck with both fists.
Lisa had flipped the first guard onto his back right after Nicky had kicked the
second. I clapped while they stood over their work to make sure they were done,
and almost had to defend myself when they both turned around and prepared to do
the same to me.
"Hey! I'm on your side. I saw them following you at a distance, and thought
they were acting kinda perverted. Looks like you didn't need my help, though."
I said watching the first one struggle to get up to his feet.
"Put your FUCKING hands on your heads," he said, drawing his gun.
"Shit." Nicky said.
"Uhm, unless you're going to do some kind of cool kick, maybe you'd like some
help after all?" I asked.
"ALL of you, put your hands on your head. I'm not going to say it again."
Nicky sighed and both she and Lisa raised their hands.
"You too, mister nosy," he said, pointing the gun at me.
"I have a better idea. Why don't you put the pea shooter away before my friend
here fires your ass for pointing a gun at dear close personal friend of your
boss."
"What friend?" the guard asked.
"This friend," Cody said opening the door wide and towering behind me with his
over six foot height of muscle. "Come on girls, the party is over. I'll
pretend you were never here if you leave the park right now."
"Thanks," Nicky said. Even Nicky was a little intimidated by Cody. But then
who wouldn't be?
"Yeah, thanks," I said to Cody, giving him the ten second high I promised him.
I made sure he would never do drugs again before I closed my connection to his
mind, then left him to terrorize the security guard into closing his club down
for good.
The two security guards had made a deal with a few teenage girls in the past to
let them stay in the park overnight for a blow job like Nicky had guessed. They
hadn't really been planning to force them into anything, but Nicky's sarcasm had
prompted them to give the two college girls a good scare. I really don't think
they would have done anything, but the two girls didn't know that.
Speaking of which, I had to run and catch up with the two quickly departing
lesbians, who were hoping just to get out without anyone arresting them.
"Hey, wait up!" I cried.
Nicky turned her head and replied, "Sorry! Thanks for your help, but we're not
interested!"
"Not interested in what?" I said as I reached them.
"Look, kid," Lisa said. "We appreciate what you did, but we're not going to
kiss your ass in gratitude."
"Who said anything about kissing ass? All I wanted to do was offer you a ride
in my limo. Maybe even watch you two make out if you're still..."
Both women stopped dead in their tracks and were looking at me with angry eyes.
"What were you doing? Following us? Spying on us? Listening to what we were
saying?" Nicky demanded.
"Something like that. How come you two don't have sex while you're in your dorm
room?"
The anger they had displayed was replaced by shock, but then quickly went back
to anger.
"Listen, kid. If you know what is good for you, I better never see.."
"Name's Tim, and you didn't answer my question. Considering you would have been
put in the pokey if I hadn't come along, can't you just answer a few questions?
It's not like I could force you into something if you didn't want to do, you
know," I lied.
Nicky looked at Lisa, who shrugged and said, "All right. I guess we do owe you
something."
"But don't get any ideas," Nicky warned. "Compared to those two bastards back
there, I could take you out with one hand tied behind my back."
"Cool," I said and started to walk with them towards the entrance again. "So?" I
prompted.
"You've never been in a dorm before, I suppose, so I guess you don't know how
thin the walls are. You can almost hear your neighbors breathing, it's so bad.
Everyone on the floor would know it if we tried something, especially with
Lisa."
"Those people called the front desk that time because YOU couldn't shut up. I
was just getting into it when the hotel manager knocked on our door. I can't
believe we paid for a hotel room we... Is that your limo?"
"Yep. I can drop you off where ever you want. I don't think the buses run this
late. That is how you were planning to get back, isn't it?"
"What did you do, follow us off the freaken bus?" Lisa said, suddenly very
hostile.
"Nope. Just observant. I mean," I said, waving my hand across the empty parking
lot, "unless you were planning to walk home or get a cab, you must have been
planning to take the bus. But you weren't planning on getting caught, were
you."
"Sorry," Lisa said. "Those two jerks just... you know."
"Will you really take us all the way back to campus? It's a good three hour
drive from here," Nicky admitted.
"I didn't know that. No wonder you wanted to spend another day here. But yeah,
that's fine. If anything else, I can sleep on the bed during the trip home...
Ah, shit."
"What?" Lisa said, hoping I wasn't going to take back my offer.
"I didn't realize which limo this was until I saw who the driver was. Oh well.
I don't suppose you will mind for a little more female company, will you?" I
said getting in after the driver opened the door.
"Nicky, Lisa, meet Vicki and Carol," I said, not hiding my smile as the two
college girls stared at the two nude women.
"Hhhi," Nicky said, always the one to get her wits back first.
"Hello," they replied.
"Uhm, Lisa, you're going to have to get your other foot in the door. The driver
would like to shut it?"
"Sorry," Lisa said as she sat down right next to Nicky.
"Are you thirsty? We have soda, ginger ale, and other stuff. Or maybe you
would care for some of this?" I said, getting the bottle of the light purple
colored drink out.
"I don't think we want anything alcoholic," Nicky replied, looking very unsure
about the situation.
"Hey, where are we going?" Lisa said, realizing the car was getting on the
highway already. "We haven't even told you where our dorm is."
"You go to Southeast State, right? Well, that's were we're going. Relax. If
I'm trying to trick you into something, you can always beat me up, you know."
They looked at each other, then Lisa said, "Maybe I will have a glass of... What
is it? It doesn't look like anything I've seen in a bar before."
"That's because it's a family recipe, and it doesn't have any alcohol in it.
But it's really good. And just so you don't think I'm trying to drug you.." I
said, pouring a third glass and handing them theirs. "I'll drink it too."
They both smelled the bubble-gummy aroma, then took a small sip each. I really
didn't want to drink mine because it would cloud my mind with ideas I shouldn't
have. But I downed it anyway, figuring Carol or Vicki would satisfy me easy
enough if I required it.
They started to relax as we made small talk, and after a few minutes, I knew the
drink was starting to have its effect on them. Of course I was starting to feel
it myself, but some people take longer than others.
Finally after watching them squirm for five minutes, Nicky said, "So are you
supposed to fuck them, or just look at them?"
"Why? You looking to do the fucking?" I teased.
"I think if I don't start something soon, I'm going to go nuts," Lisa admitted,
giving Nicky a desperate look.
"Hey, you two were looking for someplace private to fool around. Well, if you
don't mind me watching and maybe even fooling around with Vicki or Carol, you
can moan as loud as you want. The driver is used to it. I promise I won't
touch you."
Despite their distrust of my intentions, they couldn't hold back any longer.
And once they started kissing, they forgot all about me. Of course I helped
them in that respect.
Nicky's hands were inside Lisa's pants before I realized they were trying to
strip without stopping their kissing. I watched them undo the fasteners on
their tops, noting that they had probably worn them just so they wouldn't have
to pull them over their heads. I awaited the breast unveiling with some
anticipation. Lisa's tits had unusually large nipples for such a small breasted
woman. I wanted to get a closer look, then perhaps use a little mental
deception to sample the unusual cuisine.
To my disappointment, they moved on to their jeans first. Their wiggles and
worming while frantically exchanging saliva was quite entertaining, and I found
myself almost unable to resist interfering.
"Shit," I said to myself. "Vicki, Carol, looks like I'm gonna need your
services."
They immediately began stripping the clothes off me, and in moments I was having
my dick and nipples expertly sucked and tenderized.
I returned my attention towards the two now nude guests. Lisa was slowly
pushing Nicky onto her back, still kissing as they had been. They slid
themselves down the seat until Lisa was laying on top of Nicky, completely
stretched out. Lisa sent her hand between their crotches and start fingering
them both while Nicky ran her own hands to Lisa's ass. My moan was almost as
loud as Lisa's when Nicky inserted her finger in Lisa's ass.
Watching Nicky fuck Lisa with her finger made me blow my load into Vicki's
waiting mouth, then I almost did it again when Lisa allowed herself to be guided
by Nicky's intruding finger to move her crotch up to Nicky's face. Nicky didn't
allow Lisa to turn around when Lisa tried to assume a sixty-nine position.
Instead, Lisa found herself facing the window with a finger up her ass and a
tongue up her slit, moaning and groaning as Nicky fucked her ass and cunt.
The scene got me so hot that I pulled Vicki up beside me and had her lay on her
back. When I mounted her, Vicki started to cry. But when I asked her if I had
done something wrong, she simply begged me to continue. I found out later Vicki
hadn't been fucked for nearly two months.
I started pumping my teen cock into the well fucked pussy, finding her muscle
contractions inside to be very pleasurable. I was constantly having trouble
keeping it in, however, but Vicki remedied that by moving her legs up into the
air, making my dick fall out again and slap against her winking asshole.
Her ass was much better, but nowhere near the tightness I had come to expect
from anal sex. Nevertheless, I started to fuck her backdoor, getting some very
nice moans from Vicki's open mouth. Poor Carol just sat by and watched, not
even playing with her very aroused knob. She would never give herself the
pleasure she desired, my father having made her unable to think of such a thing.
The only thing she could do was sit and look as sexy and desirable as possible.
And to give her credit, Carol did that well. Her legs spread, her vaginal lips
puffy and glistening with her juices, only upstaged by her pussy gaping open
and her clitoris poking out at an amazing height. When my eyes had taken all
this in, Vicki found herself coming from the surge in my lust. She was still
humping air when I nearly leapt onto the awaiting Carol, and it wasn't until her
orgasm ended that Vicki realized she had been out-slutted by Carol once again.
My eyes were shut while I fucked Carol's shit hole, but snapped open when I
heard Lisa's scream. A tidal wave of lust flowed from my eyes and crashed into
every corner of my body from the sight of both of Nicky's arms ending at Lisa's
crotch and ass.
Lisa jerked again with a scream of pain and pleasure as her lover sank her hands
into Lisa's insides even deeper. Nicky's eyes were as fogged over with lust as
Lisa's, and within seconds so were mine.
I made Carol turn so I could fuck and watch, not that I really needed to do so
since I came less than a minute later. As Nicky began to pull her hand of her
tired puppet's ass, my dick started to complain from my continued humping.
The sight of Nicky's shit covered hand made me agree with my softening tool,
making Carol cum hard before pulling my own shit covered digit out.
I quickly retrieved the baby wipes and the big white cloth towels from the
storage area under the little fridge. After I had myself in fair shape, I
canceled the commands to Nicky's mind than allowed her to ignore my very
existence.
Nicky's eyes caught my movement as I carried the wipes and towels over to her.
She was holding her hand away from her and Lisa, and quite frankly it was
stinking up the place. As I started pulling the wipes out by the handful, she
suddenly caught sight of my soft exposed dick.
When I offered her the wad of wipes, she quickly glanced back up to my face
before blushing slightly and averting her eyes to Lisa's face. Lisa was just
laying on top of her asleep, using Nicky's breasts as a pillow, noisily sucking
air in through her open mouth. Nicky's other arm was trapped between them, and
was probably starting to feel a little numb. But even as I cleaned her shitty
hand up, Nicky didn't move a muscle in fear of waking her lover up.
While my curiosity screamed for me to peek into their heads, I decided I would
just talk instead. So when I finished cleaning her up, I sealed the stuff up in
a small plastic bag, then operated the cabin's air controls to get rid of the
strong smell. Both Carol and Vicki fought their drowsiness, just in case I
wanted anything else. I told them to go ahead and sleep, and I would join them
after my guests were home.
I sat on the edge of the bed watching Nicky watch the two slaves curl up against
each other and finally fall asleep. I caught her looking at my nude body before
I finally spoke.
"You've never seen a guy naked before, have you?" I asked.
Her answer was in her blush, and then confirmed it with nod.
"How come? I mean, you're obviously interested."
"Not really. I just never seen one that wasn't made to look... big or
supposingly sexy. But yours is... so small and.... I'm sorry. I just meant it
was.. soft?"
"Oh.. You should have seen it twenty minutes ago. It was so hard I could have
dented steel with it. Especially when I saw your hands in... her. Man, that
was the horniest thing I have ever seen. And believe me, I've seen some
perverted shit."
Nicky was having another blush fit when she accidentally moved her buried arm
and flinched from the discomfort.
"Let me help you," I said, reaching to lift Lisa's chest up.
Nicky immediately slapped my hands before I could touch Lisa and said, "Keep
your fucken hands to yourself."
"I was only trying to help," I muttered, feeling a little cross.
Nicky closed her eyes from the strong unpleasant tingling her arm was sending
her, struggling to pull it out without waking Lisa. This time when I reached
out to help, Nicky didn't realize it until she had pulled her arm free.
After I let go of Lisa's sides, I took Nicky's arm and gently began rubbing
circulation back into it. I manipulated her nerves so she found my caressing
quite soothing while removing the discomfort she was feeling.
"Wow.." she finally breathed. "That really is making it feel better."
"You're welcome," I said, smiling. "So, do you two do this often?"
"What? Sleep in the nude on top of each other? Or the other bit."
"Well, both. If you don't mind."
"You keep rubbing my arm like that, I'll tell you anything you want to know.
You should get a job at a massage parlor."
"Heh. Problem is, I'd probably spend too much time having sex with my customers
to do much massaging." Then I added, "But I'm not planning to have sex with
you."
"Better not be... Ohhh.." she said as I started using my magic touch on her arm
for just a moment. "Whatever you just did, don't stop.."
"I didn't do anything that I haven't been doing," I lied. "Come on. So how
many times have you done that."
She though about it a few moments, then she said, "Okay.... I've fisted Lisa's,
er, pussy twice before, and she did it to me once. But this was the first time
we ever did anything like that, especially to her butt. If I had know how much
of a mess it would be, I wouldn't have done it. But we had teased each other,
and I just got so horny thinking about it, I just went and did it."
"How long have you two been lovers?"
"Since high school... I can't believe how good you're making my arm feel.
Where the hell did you learn how to do this?"
"I can't tell you. If I did, I'd have to fuck you," I said with a wicked grin.
But then I said seriously, "Would you like to feel something else even better?
It's not sexual."
"Not unless you tell me first," she said, giving me a grin herself.
"If you knew what's supposed to happen, it probably wouldn't work. Just trust
me. I haven't tried anything so far, have I?"
"No, I guess not. Go ahead."
I took her other hand and gently placed both palms beside Lisa's knot at the top
her neck.
"Okay, close your eyes and relax. When you feel it coming, don't tense up or
try and force it. Just let it come to you."
She nearly jumped as my hands rubbing her arms started to make her palms feel
tingly. Nicky was a very self assured woman with a quick mind and a strong will.
I felt she probably could handle anything without panicking, and my suspicions
were justified in this case.
"I... feel it.." she whispered.
"What do you feel?" I asked, stopping my rubbing since she believed it had done
what it had supposed to do.
"I can feel Lisa... dreaming? It's almost.. like.. I'm.. inside her dream.."
Nicky barely whispered before she went completely limp.
"Sweet dreams, ladies," I said yawning. I watched their merged minds dream
about a house they wanted to buy so they could live together and never worry
about being too loud again. I was tempted to make the dream come true for them,
but as I moved in between the two on the bed, I realized that they hadn't given
me a single reason to do something like that for them. So I dropped the idea
and went to sleep as their minds started to fuck each other.
We all woke up when the driver notified us we were approaching the campus.
"Tim?" Nicky said as they hurried to get dressed.
"Yeah?" I said looking up from Lisa's panty covered ass.
"Why did you help us? Or more importantly, why didn't you try something when we
were asleep?" she said, reaching down for her jeans.
"Because you weren't interested in doing anything with me. I guess I was
curious to see what gay women were like. I've seen girls have sex with each
other, but they were bi. I knew they wanted me to fool around with them too."
"Okay, you answered my first question, but not my second. Why didn't you do
something when we were helpless?"
I frowned at that, then reason became clear to me.
"Because you weren't any more helpless than you were before, or even now. If I
had wanted to do something, I could have done it at any time."
"What do you mean?" Lisa said, finished getting dressed before Nicky. "We'd
kick your ass if you tried anything funny."
Nicky looked at me for a moment then said, "I'm not so sure about that Lisa.
There's something weird about him."
"Weird? Gee, thanks," I said as the limo stopped. "Well, here's your stop.
Thank you for an interesting show." I said a little tired of their lack of
gratitude.
"Thanks for the lift," Lisa said, getting out.
"Yeah, thanks," Nicky said, stepping out behind her.
But then Nicky got back in and crawled onto the bed, right up to my surprised
face. Vicki and Carol sleepy watched as Nicky silently gave me a very deep
kiss. I nearly bit her when her hand started feeling my crotch. But she was
more surprised by her own arousal triggered by my dick getting hard in her hand.
I said, "Thanks," as she crawled back off the bed.
She turned head and smiled saying, "Thank you! For being a nice guy I mean.
Look us up next time you're in town. I'd like to try sharing a dream or two
with you."
And with that she shut door, leaving me sitting there with my mouth hanging
open.
"I might just do that, Nicole Faye Smith. I just might," I said before laying
down.
I will always remember my dream I had that night. Flying Beany.... with
someone's fist up my ass. That was one dream I hoped would never come true.
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Tim, the Teenage MC
By: Rass Senip
Chapter IX: 10th Grade, Fall 1986
Part 7 - Holly's Favorite Dicky
(mc, mf)
The next morning, I walked up on the porch and almost touched my finger to the
button when the door was opened by Dicky wearing a woman's one piece swimming
suit.
"Oh, Dicky is glad to see you. Could you help me?" he said, turning around.
"I see you've been having a lot of fun," I said, pulling the zipper up. "How's
the wife?"
"Mrs. wants Dicky to stay. Mrs. doesn't want mean old Larry back."
"And how does Larry feel about that?" I asked with a frown.
"Larry very angry. Larry wants to hurt Mrs. Dicky doesn't want Mrs. to get
hurt. Is Dicky going to have to leave Mrs?"
"You are Larry, Dicky. Why does Larry get so mad?"
"Larry doesn't want to fail. Daddy always whipped Larry when he failed. Made
Larry so mad when he tried and tried and tried, but couldn't make Daddy happy.
That's why Larry hit Daddy and ran away."
I noticed Holly and a woman obviously her mother standing off to the side
listening.
"Dicky, is Daddy still alive?"
"Oh no. Daddy died... ten years ago. Larry sad.. Daddy never saw his park.
I wanted to show him.."
"Larry, tell me why you built an amusement park? Why didn't you spend your
wife's fortune on something else?"
"Because.. I.. Larry wanted to have fun. We never had fun after Mommy died."
"Larry, do you still want to have fun? Do you remember what fun is?"
"Larry has no time for fun. He has to work hard and prove to Daddy..."
"Okay, Dicky. Why don't the five of us go sit down and figure out what is best
for everyone, then maybe Dicky and Larry will both be happy for once."
The four of us sat down in their large living room, Dicky fidgeting with his
bathing suit's empty cups.
"Uhm, is it okay if I call you Rose? It would be easier to call you that than
Mrs. Strodmyer when talking to Larry."
"That's fine. Holly told me you hypnotized him?"
"No.. Holly, I thought you understood. I haven't hypnotized one single person
that you've seen. But don't worry about that. I want to know what you want. I
can't leave Larry as Dicky. I take it Dicky told you everything?"
"Yes. Most of it I pretty much already suspected. But I'll give him credit for
one thing. He did turn his amusement park into a profitable business."
"Do you still love him?"
"I.. I'm not sure I can answer that. I used to, but he's not the person I
thought he was."
"Dicky, is Larry listening to everything?"
"Yes. Larry hears."
"Tell us, does Larry love Rose?"
"Yes. Dicky loves Rose too. Does Mrs. love Dicky?"
"I'm not sure who Dicky is.." she replied, looking at me.
"Dicky is Larry's... er... You know how they say everyone had a child inside of
them? Well, meet Larry's."
"Then, yes. I love Dicky."
"Larry wants to tell Rose he's sorry for.. things."
"Larry, do you love Rose enough to sign the park over to her?"
We waited for an answer, watching Dicky use his fingers to make the cups move
around.
"Dicky, did Larry hear?"
"Larry hear. Larry in pain. He can't give up park before he shows Daddy, but
he doesn't want to lose Rose."
"How can Larry show Daddy, when Daddy is dead?"
"Larry doesn't know. Maybe in heaven. Will Dicky go to heaven?"
"All good boys go to heaven. Larry might not, but Dicky will," I said, knowing
it didn't really work that way.
"Can Dicky go to heaven now? He could take message to Daddy so he knows Larry
did it. Dicky wants Daddy to be proud of him."
"Dicky, sleep," I said and then helped him lay backwards on the floor. "I don't
know what to tell him. I mean, I'm not sure what that will do to him if he
thinks the child inside him died and went to heaven."
"Can't you just leave him like he is? I like Dicky," Holly said honestly.
"No, I can't. Dicky and Larry are the same person. They're just different
parts of him. Like when you are deciding whether you should risk flying through
a group of trees. Part of you doesn't want to risk it, part of you loves the
risk. Dicky wouldn't be able to cope if left by himself like this. The rest of
Larry's mind has to be given control again. Dicky is just a small fraction of
what he needs to stay alive. Right now, he's extremely handicapped.
"Rose, what do you want to do? I can turn him into what ever you want as long
as most of what Larry is doesn't change."
"Can you just let his father see his park and tell him he did a good job? Then
maybe he can relax and enjoy it."
"Hmm. Okay. But I'll need someone to pretend he's his dad. Did you ever meet
him?"
"Yes, at our wedding."
I could tell she didn't care to expand on that.
"Okay, tell you what. Rose, for two hours today, you are going to be his
father. I'll copy everything Larry expects his father to say and how he would
react into your head, then while I'm buzzing around in Beany, Holly can go with
you and make sure nobody interferes. And don't worry, Rose. You'll still have
control of your actions. You will know exactly how Larry expects his father to
act, that's all. Whether you act the part out is up to you."
An hour and a half later, Holly and I was standing next to Beany after unfurling
her blades and checking everything for problems.
"If Beany starts to cough, just.."
"Turn the throttle down a bit, then bring it back up. I know everything you
know about flying Beany, Holly. How many times do I have to tell you?"
"I'm sorry. I'm just a little nervous about someone else flying her. She's mine
now, and I don't want to lose her."
"Oh, thanks. Well, I think I'm ready." I said, slipping the helmet on and
starting the engine.
"Hey!" she said, tapping the helmet. I looked up at her and almost didn't have
time to respond to her kiss.
"Good luck!" she said as the engine roared up to take off speed.
"Good luck to both of us," I thought to her.
Beany lifted off the ground and soon I was flying above the tree tops. I loved
every moment of being in the air, totally free, buzzing and hovering like a bee.
I did short hops, then long ones, and eventually just flew where ever my heart
desired.
I had to refuel a few times, but I had bought the gas I was using, so it wasn't
like I was taking advantage of them. When my two hours were up and I landed for
the last time, I knew I would be doing it again someday. Maybe not in Beany,
but in some kind of open air helicopter. It was my new dream.
I did the regular maintenance on Beany as I waited for Holly to return. She
drove up about forty minutes after my landing and smiled to let me know
everything had worked out fine.
"My mom and dad were on the Screaming Greek when I left them. They are acting
like a pair of kids. Did you do something to them?"
"Yeah. I made them want to have fun together. That is if you don't mind your
mom having fun with her husband."
"Larry is like a totally different person. But he's not, either. It's
pretty.."
"Romantic? Maybe. Right now, romance is about a million miles away from their
minds. She pulled him into one of the storage sheds and they're making out like
a couple of teenagers.."
We talked for over an hour, starting with her parents, but quickly moved to the
topic we both had in common, flying in Beany.
Sitting on the edge of the trailer, we shared our excitement and experiences,
and later I even took her flying, Timmy style. Holly was more of a dare devil
than Penny or Suzi had been, and I had to keep switching birds a lot quicker in
fear she was wearing them out. On the seventeenth bird, I announced I was
getting tired and returned her senses to her own body.
We spent another fifteen minutes repeating a lot of our favorite bits of the
past two days before we fell silent and just listened to the sounds of the park
in the distance.
I slipped my hand over hers, and she nearly tore my arm off pulling me to her
for a kiss. Our kiss got very hot very fast, and the next thing I knew, I was
sitting in her lap with my hands going down the back of her jeans. We broke our
lips apart and took a breather, staring into each other's faces, watching each
other become more aroused by the way we looked at each other.
Beany's trailer was way out in the deserted parking lot, and to both of us it
was the perfect place to make love. We both knew it would be a one night stand,
but something about our shared love for flying in Beany made us lust for each
other's body in a way we had never felt before.
Holly slipped her hands up into my shirt and worked it over my head without
turning it inside out. But before she could put her mouth on my male nipples as
she had planned, I got up and went further inside the trailer to where we
wouldn't be dangling our legs over the edge.
I had just sat down when Holly leapt on me, pushing me on my back while she
slobbered her mouth's juices all over my chest, working her way down to my belly
button.
Her mouth's efforts drove my lust to take a more active role, so I turned on my
magic fingers, reached down to her shoulders and started to massage the tingly
feeling into her skin. Holly slowly began unconsciously working her way back
up, craving my finger's touch to cover greater areas of her surface. Once her
mouth was again at a nipple, I had no trouble getting her top and bra off, and
then began freely wandering my hands over her naked skin.
Holly's will was very strong. She fought against my soothing touch, keeping
herself focused enough to continue her oral administrations to my chest. But I
was tiring of being the recipient. Besides, better to give than to receive, I
always say.
Instead of just taking over, I pulled her up to me, and we sucked on each
other's mouths and faces on a equal basis. But our desire to push the other
into a unresisting state only allowed that continue for a few minutes.
After I countered two attempts to lower her mouth again, I made my own move by
making her breasts start to tingle for the craving of my mouth. She held her
own until I gave my sucking mouth its own little magic touch, then she raised
her head upwards in a gasp. I quickly devoured her neck with my thirsty mouth,
sucking and licking my way down while her body slowly inched up mine.
Holly continued to try and take some control back, and as my mouth neared her
right nipple, she began to actively rub my crotch with her right leg. But all
that did was intensify my own lust to break her will and make her lay still
moaning and screaming in ecstasy.
My hands went down to her wonderful ass, then I turned up the power in my
fingers and mouth. Holly's arms and hands suddenly clasped themselves around my
head, locking my mouth against her breast as she started to cum from the
overdose of my magic touch. I was gasping for air by the time she let go, and
we both had to stop to catch our breath.
"Oh my God, I've never cum like that before," she said, rolling her crotch
against my stomach. "I hope you have protection," she said, moving her self
down so her crotch was rubbing mine.
"Shit!" I said, realizing I had given the rubber I kept in my wallet to Brad
when I was over at his house fucking his sister's ass. I had meant to get
another one, but I had forgotten it. "Do you really need it? I know I'm
clean.."
"Shit! I can't believe it! I'll get pregnant for sure if you do it inside me.
I was going to make you pull out even with the condom on. You prick! You got
me all worked up for nothing?" she said, flaring her sexy nostrils again.
I wanted her so bad, especially her ass. I suppose I inherited my love for anal
sex from my parents, both the fucking and the being fucked parts. So I had no
intention of letting her go without experiencing the joy of her virgin rose.
But I wasn't going to force her, just persuade her.
"No, not for nothing. You see, Timmy has two cocks. One you can see, and
one.." I paused as she shuddered, "you can't see."
"Shit that feels so REAL! Oh GOD Tim.. OH GOD! But.. <grunt> stop a second.."
she said, pinching the skin on my left side to emphasize she meant it.
"What's the matter?" I said truly surprised.
"You do understand that I'll get pregnant if you really do it to me. You're not
trying to toy with me, are you? Or trying to get me so horny that I do it
anyway?"
"Okay, I'll admit I meant to toy with you a little. And yes I was going to fuck
you for real. But I can put a lock on myself so I can't cum. There is no way I
would cum inside your pussy, accidentally or purposely. Please don't be mad. I
know you want it as bad as I do. And I am telling you the truth. Do you want
me to prove it?"
"How?" she said sarcastically. "And before you ask, I don't do blow jobs."
"Heh, I didn't think about using me as the guinea pig. If I can make you cum
just by touching your nose, would you believe that I can prevent an orgasm from
occurring just as easily?"
"I suppose... But Tim, I'm not sure if I want to take the....OOOOHH!" she said
when I touched her nose with my right pinkie. "Fuck the risks. I love taking
them anyway."
"Then you won't mind if you take another one, will you," I said, sending her
waves of pleasure through my finger tips as they ran across her crack.
"You want to... I don't think.... Tim, you're trying to coerce me.. Please
stop?"
"Are you sure?" I said, momentarily simulating the sensations of having both her
holes fucked. The simulation only lasted for a second, but it was more than I
needed to break through her resistance.
"Oh my God!" she said turning her head away from me.
"I'll make it as pleasurable as I can," I begged. "I really won't force you
into an..."
"FORCE ME?!" she said, turning her head back to face me, her eyes filled with
lust with a little anger. "You've made me cum twice, bringing my life's total
to three God Damn orgasms, both of yours were better than my first one. Then I
feel two invisible pricks inside me, almost making have my fourth, and you think
you're not FORCING ME by doing that?"
"God you're sexy when you're angry," I moaned, "I love the way your nostrils
flare out when you're mad. And your ass is almost as sexy as my mom's, and I
know you've thought about it before."
"Shit. Why do you go through the trouble of asking?" she said, disappointing me
by not flaring her nostrils again.
"Then I would be forcing you to do it, and I don't want to do that. Are you
going shut up and fuck? Or do we have to keep argumfff," I said, getting my
answer.
She released her lips hold on mine and said, "I'll decide if and when you do my
butt, not the other way around. You got that?"
I replied by licking her face while another twenty-seven tongues licked other
parts of her body, including her ass hole and an extra long one at her cunt.
After her entire body had been covered, I stopped, having stoked her fire enough
and said, "Got it."
Her arms gave out and she fell on top of me, unable to stop her shaking from the
most overwhelming experience she had up to that time. I quite frankly was
surprised by that. I had to hold her and stroke her back for a minute while she
recovered her strength.
When she did, however, she immediately started using her tongue on my cheek,
pressing her crotch into mine, and then got up on her elbows and started to
hump.
I swear I could feel her wetness through our jeans while I teased her nipples
with my fingers and palms. I had intended to let her drive this part of the
course, letting her control the events until she orgasmed again with my dick in
her puss. But she was working herself up to cumming again, finding it easier to
orgasm after having experiencing it a few more times. I had to cut power to my
magic fingers when I realized it was as much of a cause as her humping was, and
finally decided I would have to make the next move.
Holly wiggled her butt when I started rubbing it with my hands. As I started
working them around her waist, she gave an extra long hump against me, pushing
the front of her jeans up so I could reach the button. She did it a few more
times before I could undo it, then I helped her wiggle the tight fitting levis
down her bare ass and crotch.
I was astonished to realized she hadn't worn any underwear, and smiled as she
laid on top of me and wormed her hands down underneath her. She gasped in
surprise when she found I hadn't worn any either, then gave me a powerful kiss
as we kicked our jeans off our legs.
Holly didn't waste any time once the jeans hit the wall. She slid herself up my
body, then slid it back down, slipping my cock's head in between her vaginal
lips. Then she lifted her crotch up, holding my very stiff member by it's head
until it reached it's proper penetration angle. She shuddered twice as she
slowly lowered herself onto me.
I couldn't believe her tightness. She had fucked Justin three times, and the
first two had been too painful for her to enjoy, but managed a weak orgasm the
third time around. I can't imagine how it would have felt if Justin hadn't
already stretched her that much. I just hoped her ass wasn't as tight,
otherwise she would never enjoy it from all the pain.
When our crotches met, she gave another shudder, then smiled weakly at me.
"It feels better once we get into it. It just hurts a little at first," she
explained. I almost mentioned it would be the same when and if I did her ass,
but she pulled up and I couldn't help but moan instead. It was a good thing I
had already put the block on my orgasm. I would have blown for sure on the
third pump.
For the first few minutes, I was completely helpless. Well, I wasn't really,
but it really was turning her on again to think I couldn't even move from the
pleasure I was feeling. But after she had started to feel her own pleasure, I
started using my magic fingers (set to low power this time) on her back and
humping ass.
After feeling her speed pick up, I realized she might wear out and not let me
fuck her like I wanted to so much. So I switched back to my original plan. Get
her to a high point of arousal, hold her there until she does wear out, then let
her cum, but not too hard so she will still want more.
So I inserted a block to keep her arousal below a certain point, then increased
the gain on my magic fingers and mouth.
My hands found their way to her breasts, giving them long caresses and small
little pinches on the nipples. Once I got tired of that, I got her to lay back
down on top of me, and I used my mouth on her face and neck. Despite the
wonderful sensations my mouth and wandering hands were giving, she didn't stay
like that for long, for her humping had minimal effect in that position.
So she got back up on her arms and spread her legs around my own and started to
power thrust. Holly was desperate to break through the barrier I had put up.
She of course didn't know I was doing it, but I felt she would suspect later on.
When I felt her sweat dripping off her nose hit my cheek, I had a surge of
desire run through my body. I was tired of being as passive as I had been, and
decided on a better and quicker plan.
I stretched my neck up and managed to lick her sweaty cheek, sending a powerful
surge of lust down her body straight to her crotch. She had a tiny orgasm with
that, and it only fed her need to have a bigger and stronger one. Holly went
full out, throwing every reserve she had, and man, she had a lot.
She had immediately fell on top of me again, and the two of us were licking and
sucking our faces and mouths like we were licking the worlds most delicious
lollipop. Her humping speed hadn't decreased, and her slightly altered angle
had suddenly worked my dick's head against her g- spot, with a little help of
course. With my hands roaming around her body with the touch on high, I started
to bring her to a height of arousal she couldn't withstand for very long. Her
modest moans became screams, losing their intensity as her energy started to
give out, then suddenly stopped all together as I finally unleashed her orgasm.
Holly stiffened and shivered all over, holding her breath and rolling her eyes
up into her head. I didn't try to contain any of it because I suddenly felt
guilty over my toying with her. When she let her breath out with a moan of pure
relief, she went completely limp on top of me, and then she started to cry a
little.
"I'm sorry Holly. I didn't mean to hurt you.." I soothed. "If you want, we can
just stop here, and I'll just wait until I get hom..."
"No!" she said, looking into my eyes. "I'm sorry for crying. It was just so...
BIG! I didn't want it to end.. I'll let you fuck my ass if you promise it will
be that good."
"Well, if it isn't, I'll keep doing it until it is," I joked.
"Okay, that's a deal," she said laying her head back down and resting. "Tim?"
"Hmmm?" I said, trying to contain my lust while she was resting.
"You're doing something to me to make it feel that good, aren't you."
"No. Well, not like you mean, any way. You're worried about having sex with
another guy and never orgasming like that again. Tell you what. Stop thinking
about giving yourself to me, and I'll make it so that whatever guy you fall in
love with and marry can give you orgasms as good as that. Deal?"
"Do I have to marry him first?" she said.
"Yep, and marry him for love, not just so you can get your orgasmic high. I
don't want to turn you into a fuck slut."
"Oh, thanks, I think. Shit. You're still as hard as when we started. Isn't
that, like, uncomfortable?"
"Only in the sense than I'm fighting the urge to flip you over and fuck your ass
every second. But I can wait a bit longer before I start to loosen you up. I'm
sorry about wearing you out like that."
"I'm not. Look, don't worry about me. Start what ever you have to do. This is
going to hurt, isn't it? I can tell by the way you're avoiding it."
"Yeah, it will hurt. But it's worth it. And I don't say that without
experiencing it myself."
"What do you mean? You let some guy fuck you?"
"Not some guy, but my best friend, Joey. We're close and... Shit, you're
getting wet again. Well, you're as rested as you're going to get."
"Ohhh..." she moaned as I started stimulating her ass with my finger power.
Holly suddenly rolled us over, placing me on top of her.
"Fuck me. Get me so horny that I don't even feel the pain. That's what Justin
did the day he took my cherry. Fuck me like the slut you were talking about."
She was rolling her crotch around, getting turned on by her own words which were
having the same effect on me.
I looked at her and licked my lips like I was a hungry wolf coming for the lamb,
then made my mouth water like I was about eat oranges. She shivered as my drool
started to drip onto her chin, then used her tongue to gather and catch the
drips as I slowly began to pump. The otherwise gross act of swallowing someone
else saliva like that was driving us both even deeper into the fuck lust that I
was still holding at bay.
We sloppily sucked on each other's mouths like animals after I had finally
lowered my mouth to hers. We almost reached the point where we would have
sucked the snot out of each other's nostrils, but my own need to cum pushed me
to stop and start preparing her for rear entry.
Holly was trying to drive my humping faster with her own humping. But I
maintained my slow speed, only quickening when I felt she was starting to get
discouraged.
I pulled out and said, "Time to find out what kind of slut you are. Tell me
what you want."
"Oh, Tim... Fuck me.. Just fuck me..."
"Nope. No until you say it."
"Tim, please? Fuck me!"
"No, not that kind of it. What are you?"
"Oh," she said, almost breaking into a grin. "I'm a slut. Fuck this slut."
"Okay, that's getting better. Try some more. You can be my slut if you want."
"Uhm, all right. Tim, fuck your slut. She wants you to fuck her slutty cunt.
How's that?"
"Pretty good, but still is kinda dry. Get really dirty, then I'll use my
invisible cock on you while I get your ass ready."
"Okay," she said, frowning a little. But then she laid her head back down,
closed her eyes, and said, "Timmy.. Your fucking little slut wants your big bad
prick up her hot tight slit. Fuck me, Tim. Fuck your slutty.. whore. Fuck me,
Fuck my brains out! OH! YES.. Fuck ME. I'm such a fucking slut. I WANT IT!
FUCK ME!"
I was sending her ass hole waves of stimulus, causing her to worm and gasp. Her
legs had parted as far as they could, and as her words became meaningless, the
drawbridge started to rise. Holly's winking hole came into full view as her
feet reached the height of my chest. My dick surged with anticipation when I
moved forward, allowing her calves to rest on my shoulders as I aimed my warhead
at its target.
The head rested against the flinching entrance as I helped myself to her juices
to lubricate it. I was almost finished when she suddenly orgasmed, her anus
opening up and swallowing my pleasantly surprised dick. I reacted immediately
by pushing my cock in all the way, and was rewarded by her ass clamping down
while she screamed in pleasure.
Holly wasn't feeling any pain at all. In fact, she was overwhelmed by the
orgasms she started to have, her screams and cusses probably carrying all the
way into the next county. I was almost afraid to start the pumping action, but
my lust had been patient long enough. I couldn't wait any longer.
I got down on my hands hovering myself over her and started to fuck her ass like
I had never fucked before. I pistoned in and out of her without mercy, touching
the ground only with my toes and the palms of my hands. Holly cried out loud
moans with each pump, tears and sweat pouring off her twisting face, while her
ass pushed to meet each hump.
She passed out as her ninth orgasm rippled through her body, but came to seconds
later. I saw the look of a wild animal in her eyes, and that brought back my
desire to break her to my will. Her eyes snapped shut when my invisible cock
entered her smushed pussy, then opened wide again as her eyes rolled up into her
head and passed out.
I felt like I was blowing her mind. Holly passed out five or six times before I
let my orgasm explode inside her ass. As my seed shot into her rectum and
splashed against her walls, Holly spasmed and shivered, her tongue and mouth
attempting to escape the rest of her squirming body. When I finally collapsed
on top of her, Holly came once more before passing out again.
I laid there for nearly twenty minutes, enjoying the feel of her body beneath me
as I restored my strength and waited for her to awaken. But even as I pulled
out of her, Holly never stirred. I covered her up with a blanket from the limo,
and waited around for over an hour before inserting my address and phone number
in her head. I kissed her forehead before climbing out of the trailer to leave.
I closed the doors to the trailer without locking them, not wanting her to be
discovered like that if someone just happened by.
As the limo pulled out of the parking lot, I said a silent good bye to both
Beany and Holly, swearing I would ride both of them again.
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