From caesar@america.net Tue Dec 31 14:32:11 1996
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Subject: Helen & Jo Ann (Revised) Parts 1-4 (M/ff, blackmail, bd, nc)
From: Washington Irving <caesar@america.net>
Date: Tue, 31 Dec 1996 11:32:11 -0800
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This excellent story was originally written and posted by 'Zoned'.
I have edited it for spelling, grammar, and phrasing and present
this new version here. Unfortunately, I have had no way of contacting
'Zoned' to obtain his permission and approval. I hope he likes the
changes I have made, and, if not, I can only apologize to him and to
a.s.s. for this posting.
WARNING: If you are under age or cannot appreciate the eroticism of
sexual harassment, abuse, and battery, read no further.
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Helen & Jo Ann
Part I
Helen's Mistake
Originally by Zoned
Billy White was 17 years old. He had lived in rural southern Maryland,
near the Washington DC metropolitan area, for the last three years.
Prior to that he had resided in a Baltimore, MD suburb. He was shy and
introverted around girls, devoting most of his time to nature
photography. He had won a few photography competitions with shots of
eagles and their chicks in the nest. He found this nest deep in the
wooded part of a neighboring horse farm, owned by the Thompsons.
Mr. Thompson was the county sheriff and in his second term in office (up
for reelection the next year). He was well liked and well respected by the
honest citizens of the county and much feared by the lawbreakers. His
strongest virtue was his strong moral character: he practiced what he
preached even to the point of ticketing off duty officers under his
command. Chiefly because of Sheriff Thompson's position Billy had
asked for and received written permission to use his farm for scenery
and wildlife camera shoots about two years ago. So it was that Billy
found the Eagles' nest while walking through the woods looking for some
good shots. The nest was located about 50 feet up a large oak tree
about 150 yards from the Potomac River, beside a large pond.
Sheriff Thompson had a daughter, Helen, who was the same age as
Billy. Helen was 'large boned' but attractive with long blonde hair and
blue eyes. She also was well-endowed, and had full hips and broad
shoulders, but didn't seem to date much, at least to Billy's knowledge
(probably because of her father being the Sheriff). Helen was dedicated
to becoming a police officer after high school. She was intelligent and
was taking courses in Criminology at night at the local community
college. The rumor mill had it that she had already been accepted into
the police academy after high school.
One Wednesday in Mid-May, Billy wanted to check on 'his' eagles. He
persuaded his father to let him miss school (Billy had a 3.7 Grade Point
Average and had few restrictions at home) and he set out for the 'blind'
he had built two years before on the side of a hill across the creek from
the Eagle tree. For Christmas, Billy's parents had given him a hi-tech
camcorder with a 250 mm zoom lens, so he hoped to try it out on the
eagles, if they were there. The blind kept Billy almost totally hidden from
the eagles (or anything else for that matter) with slots to let him track the
great birds in flight. Billy got to the woods, focused in his camera and
new camcorder, and started his wait.
He knew that he could stay in the blind for hours and not see even a
fleeting glimpse of the eagles, but also that at any time they could come
soaring into their nest. From his position on the side of the hill, the water
hole was about fifty feet below and in front of him. This gave him an
excellent opportunity to try the camcorder out by zooming in on deer,
squirrels, birds and other wildlife that used the watering hole and the
clearing beside it for drinking and frolicking. The teenager had been
sitting there for about 4 hours; the time was approaching 11:00 am. He
had captured some great footage of the wildlife and had become very
comfortable with the camcorder, zooming in and out and panning with no
"stutter", when he heard the cloppity-clop of horse hooves in the
distance. Billy knew there was a horse trail about 300 yards away but
he had never heard a horse quite so clearly in the past. Since it was still
spring, the underbrush that usually was very thick had not yet fully
developed. He could just see a large black horse and rider approaching
the clearing.
As the horse entered the clearing, Billy saw that Helen Thompson was
the rider, so he loaded a fresh 8mm tape in the camcorder. She was
dressed in an unusual outfit, at least in comparison to her normally very
conservative dressing standards: shorts, a halter top, and riding boots.
Billy panned the camcorder to the clearing where Helen was
dismounting. The girl rubbed the stallion's neck and stood talking to the
animal, quieting it. She then moved to the saddle bags and removed a
light blanket, which she spread out on the ground in the clearing. Being
in the middle of her parents 80 acre farm, with No Trespassing signs all
around it, Helen obviously felt she was alone, because she stripped off
her boots, top, shorts and panties in rapid order and spread herself on
the blanket.
Billy started zooming in, checking out Helen's body while admiring her
flawless skin: not an imperfection in sight. She positioned herself to
soak up the sun which was falling fully on the clearing now. She spread
her legs widely -- to get a full tan, it seemed. Her right hand started to
move across her stomach and toward her cunt, which was lightly
covered with fine blonde hair. Slowly, idly, she started fingering herself.
Billy started zooming in and out, getting the action of Helen's fingers,
then scanning her whole body, then zooming in on Helen's face to see
the look of lewd excitement her delicate touches were stimulating. Billy
couldn't believe what he was seeing, he had never seen a girl's cunt
before and was transfixed by the scene in front of him. He grabbed his
camera and started taking shots of her large breasts, her fingers in her
cunt playing with her clit, her face, and completed the set with a couple
of shots of her whole body spread on the blanket.
Helen's gaze fell on her stallion. She began calling to him, and he came
over and started nudging her side. Helen rubbed his nose and, rising up
on an elbow, started stroking his neck. The stallion's penis unsheathed
itself and drooped down almost a foot from its belly. Even from a
distance, Billy could see that her attention became focused on this long
dark tube. After a few moments, she then did something that sent a
shock through Billy, but got him back on the camcorder to adjust the
shot. She crawled underneath the stallion and started rubbing his horse
cock. The giant cock head began to lengthen and stiffen as Helen
rubbed it with both hands. Then, to Billy's amazement, she started
licking the bared cock head of the horse while continuing to stroke it with
her hands. The licking progressed to the point that she stretched her
mouth around the cockhead (she had a pretty big mouth, but her face
became almost deformed with the effort). She was giving the horse a
blow job!
Billy went crazy trying to capture the obscene event with both the
camera and the camcorder. His mind reeled with the thought of what
was going on 50 feet in front of him. The horse was obviously getting
excited and was moving back and forth into Helen's mouth and face.
Helen was sucking and licking the immense cock. Suddenly, the horse
cried out and sperm erupted out of his cock, propelling her suctioning
mouth away from the spurting organ. The stallion kept cumming and
cumming and cumming, all over Helen's face, hair, mouth, and breasts.
After about 30 seconds, the sperm bursts stopped, and Helen started
rubbing the sperm over her tits and around the rest of her body. She
even licked the sperm off her face.
She lay back in the leaves and continued rubbing the sperm over her
body with her hands, occasionally licking the sperm off her fingers. Billy
got some great shots with the camera and camcorder while all this was
going on. Her hand finally moved back to her cunt with her left hand
holding the cunt lips open and her right hand attacking her pussy and
clit. In about 20 seconds she screamed in ecstasy and her whole body
went limp.
Helen lay there, a look of total satisfaction on her face, body covered
with horse sperm from her thighs to her shoulders and face and hair, for
about five minutes. Then she sat up, looked at her body, shuddered in
dismay, and immediately jumped into the watering hole. Since it was
mid-May, the water in the pool was very cold and she squealed. She
started to climb out, but then looked down at her body with loathing and
walked in slowly. Helen rubbed her face, hair, and upper body very
briskly, then hurried out of the water. Without even drying off, she
grabbed her clothes, got dressed, rolled up and stowed the blanket on
her horse, and rode off, all in the span of about two minutes. The sounds
of the stallion's trot rapidly receded in the direction of the Thompson
house.
Billy stopped the camcorder and looked at the timer. He found to his
surprise that the entire scene had taken but 22 minutes. It had seemed
like hours to Billy. Thinking about the images he had on film, it took him
only about 10 seconds to decide to pack up and head home.
He had a tape to watch (and watch, and watch again) and some film to
develop.
Billy's family's house was about a mile away on a spacious four acre lot.
Billy was the only child of a lawyer and a board of education
administrator. His photo lab was set up in an outbuilding, actually a
small house with plumbing, heat, and electricity where he had set up his
darkroom. Billy's father had provided very well for his photography
hobby, including a color darkroom in the bathroom of the outbuilding.
The teenager went there first and started the photographic film of
Helen's "adventure" in the developing cycle. He then took the video tape
and sped to his bedroom to watch it. Fortunately, he had done a superb
job of recording the entire scene. Next, he ejected the tape and took it
back to his darkroom so he could complete the developing of the
pictures. About two hours later, Billy saw that even though it had
seemed to him that his entire body was trembling with excitement from
Helen's lewd 'performance,' his shots were focused and composed
perfectly.
The pictures were pornographic perfection.
The next question was: what can one do with this type of pictures and
film. Billy was a virgin; he had never even kissed another girl. He was
very shy around girls and never wanted to face the ridicule of being
turned down or laughed at, so he never asked a girl out. Suddenly he
had information on an attractive classmate that would put her in an
extremely compromising position if it were ever released to the public, so
he wondered what she would agree to do to keep this information
private. He decided to feel her out to determine how far he could make
her go.
The following day at lunch, Billy saw Helen coming out the line. He
approached her and called out: "Hey Helen, got a minute?"
"Sure, Billy, where you sitting?"
Billy led Helen to his table, and they started the standard small talk
about the church they both attended and their father's careers in the law
profession. Then Billy asked her if she was planning on following in her
father's footsteps. Helen said yes, she had already passed the physical
and psychological tests and was accepted into the police academy
beginning in September. She said that she would probably become a
Deputy Sheriff by March of the next year. Billy joked that it must be nice
to have friends in high places, but she replied that she had to compete
all the way because her father refused to show favoritism for any reason.
Billy then asked, "What would your father do to you if you broke one of
the moral rules of the Sheriff's Department?" She said that he would
probably can her and even prosecute if it were warranted. Billy's mind
was working overtime now, and he decided to risk confronting her. "Well,
what were you doing to your horse down by the watering hole yesterday,
wouldn't that be a rule violation?"
Helen's face turned snow white. After an extended pause, she said,
almost in a whisper, "I don't know what you're talking about. And if you
ever try to slander my name with anything like that, then I'll do
everything in my power to destroy you." She started to get up and storm
away, but Billy asked if she had a VHS VCR at home. She stopped and
angrily said, "Yes, why?" Billy reached into his backpack and pulled out
a VHS tape and handed it to her, along with an envelope of 8x10 photos.
Billy rose. "Meet me Saturday at 10:00 am at the watering hole if you
want to discuss these."
He left for the yearbook room (his common hangout at lunch due to his
heavy involvement as the lead photographer). As he walked away, he
looked over his shoulder at Helen whose face was drained of all color as
she looked in the envelope at one of the pictures. Billy was feeling more
cocky than he had ever felt about women, but thought it best to just give
Helen time to think things through.
In the yearbook room, the students who were responsible for putting the
yearbook together were reviewing the final proof from the publisher. The
faculty advisory council has spent the last week looking at the proofs to
ensure that nothing in the yearbook was damaging to the school's
reputation, and the students had but two days to incorporate any
changes before it had to go back to the publisher. The faculty had
accepted the existing proofs as they were, so it seemed that the
students had an easy chore in front of them, at least until Billy walked
into the room.
Billy pulled out two photos featuring the cheerleading squad in action
and wanted at least one of them put in the yearbook. The students knew
of Billy's infatuation with Jo Ann Bower, the head cheerleader, since they
already had acceded to Billy's request for two pictures of her to be put
in.
Jo Ann Bower was about 5' 10", 3" shorter than Billy, and had long
black hair down to her ass and hazel eyes with a perfectly proportioned
body, featuring marvelous breasts and a beautiful ass. Jo Ann was
actively involved with the local Baptist church and was planning to
attend Salisbury State College on the Eastern Shore of Maryland in the
fall, the same college as Billy. Her strong suit academically was English.
She was a proficient writer, and planned on studying education in
college toward the end of becoming a teacher at the local Christian
Academy. Since her family was middle class, she had applied for and
been offered a full paid scholarship from the Christian Academy as part
of a fund set up to educate and hire local teachers for the school. In
return she would teach at the Christian Academy for five years.
The only things really wrong with Jo Ann were her popularity and that
since school had started last October she had been dating Johnny
Hayes, the class president and captain of the football team. Since
Johnny also attended the Baptist church (along with Billy and Helen and
a large percentage of people in the school), the relationship between Jo
Ann and Johnny was believed by everyone to be headed for marriage.
Billy had had a crush on Jo Ann ever since ninth grade but knew that
she would never go out with him, so he never asked. However, Jo Ann
was Helen's best friend, so Billy's mind started working again on how he
might get to know Jo Ann a little better, figuratively speaking of course.
The yearbook committee unanimously told Billy laughingly that they
were not going the make a last minute change to the yearbook because
of his little infatuation with Jo Ann. Billy laughed with the crew and said
that it was just an idea. They started to work on the proofs and had
some other last minute information to add to a couple of the seniors'
biographies and one more picture to put in the "Seniors at Play" section
of the yearbook. These changes had already been approved by the
faculty advisory council.
Billy, who was delegated to come up with the picture, reached into his
backpack and pulled out an envelope with a black and white picture of
some of the seniors in the parking lot of the local McDonalds. This
picture was of the popular seniors, though, who already were in other
photos in this section, so the others asked Billy if he had any other
pictures. Billy thought for a moment and reached in his backpack and
started leafing through an envelope. He produced a color 8"x10" of
Helen Thompson riding her horse through the woods wearing the halter
top, shorts and boots. Everyone laughed and said that this was what
they wanted. Since Helen was a very conservative dresser, never
wearing short pants or skirts above the knee, some committee members
joked about finally finding out what Helen's legs, shoulders and stomach
looked like. They asked Billy if it was all right with Helen to use this
picture, and Billy said he was sure that she wouldn't mind (considering
those other pictures Billy had in his knapsack). They spent the next 30
minutes fine tuning the added information to everyone's satisfaction.
Then, after asking Billy for the negative of the Helen picture -- which he
promised to produce the following day -- they left for their next classes.
That afternoon Billy found Helen in the hall and, with exaggerated
formality, asked her if it was OK to use the picture of her on the horse in
the yearbook. She replied she would prefer not using it, but after Billy
commented that in that case he would propose one of the other pictures
he had, she instantly agreed to the one he had originally proposed.
Part II
Helen: Question and Answer
Saturday finally rolled around, but Billy had not yet decided what he
would do with Helen at their 10:00 meeting. At 9:15, he gathered up his
camera, camcorder, audio phone (officially a parabolic microphone, a
cone-shaped device that magnifies sounds -- like bird calls -- from far
away), and tripods and headed out toward the watering hole. He got
there at about 9:50 and set up the camcorder and audio phone in this
blind.
He waited and thought about what he would try to get out of this meeting
and started to get aroused. His watch said it was 10:15, but still there
was no sign of Helen. He started to think how stupid she would be to
stand him up for this meeting, when he heard the clap of horse's hooves
on the trail in the distance. Billy left his camera equipment in his blind
with the camcorder and audio phone recording and walked down to the
clearing. Helen arrived on her horse, dismounted and approached Billy.
"You're late! Do you have an excuse?" Billy growled, taking charge
immediately. "It better be good."
"I'm sorry," Helen replied. "Jo Ann called and she and Johnny got in a
fight last night and broke up. She wanted to talk to me about everything
-- she's really bummed out. She wanted to get together right away. I told
her there was something I had to do, so she asked if I could I call her
when I got finished. I'm really sorry about being late, but it was, like, out
of my control."
Billy filed this new information for future use. He nodded his head and
switched to the reason for the meeting. "Okay, now what about the
pictures and film I have of you and Galahad? What should I do with
those?"
Helen quickly lost her usual confidence and started begging him not to
make them public. "Please, Billy, they would destroy my life. I would be a
total wreck and have no future. I've worked so hard for so long to get
where I am and you could kill all that by releasing those pictures." She
had started crying when she began talking, and her tears continued
while Billy just stood and looked at her with a sly grin on his face. Helen
finally broke down, fell to her knees, and begged Billy to destroy the
pictures, saying: "Please, Billy, please, I'll do anything, absolutely
anything to keep those pictures private. Please Billy."
Billy's quiet reply was "Anything?"
To which she replied "Anything."
The boy's evil smile made Helen shudder at the thought of what
'anything' might entail. Billy dictated her first orders. "Ok, Helen, we'll
start with a question and answer period. You will answer any question I
ask with total honesty. I have a wide range of pictures that can and will
find their way into certain people's hands if I find that you are lying to me
or if you refuse to do 'anything' that I ask. Some of these pictures are
humiliating, showing you in various stages of undress. Some are
immoral, like masturbating in public, and some are downright disgusting
and illegal, like your love affair with Galahad, your horse. So my advice
is that you answer my questions honestly and without hesitation or
things could get real messy, understand?"
Helen, seeming to regain some of her composure, replied, "If it will keep
the pictures private, I'll do what ever you want, Billy."
So Billy started his questioning.
Billy: "How many guys have you ever kissed?"
Helen: "Five."
Billy: "Who?"
Helen: "Johnny Hayes, Sam Bellmouth, Chris Songer, Barry McVey, and
Richard Lopez."
Billy: "Any heavy french kissing? and with who?"
Helen paused and said: "You mean with guys, right?"
Billy (surprised): "With anyone."
Helen: "Barry McVey and Richard Lopez and... Jo Ann Bower."
Billy: "Jo Ann Bower, tell me about that one."
Helen: "After my sixteenth birthday party, Jo Ann and I got talking about
both of us being sixteen and having never been kissed. Jo Ann said the
it would happen in time, and I said I wished it would happen sooner. We
looked at each other, and I just leaned over and gave her a peck on the
lips. I told her that I was sorry, I didn't know what came over me and she
replied that it was OK, what's a little kiss between best friends anyway. I
laughed and said that it still wasn't like a real kiss anyway and she
replied that she always wondered what a real kiss was like. So I leaned
over, and she didn't pull away so I started french kissing her and she
responded. It went on for about twenty minutes -- kissing, and saying on
how nice it felt, and kissing -- until we regained our senses and pulled
away. We never talked about it again after that.."
Billy: "How many cocks have you touched, excluding animals?"
Helen: "That's a low blow, Billy. I've touched three."
Billy: "How many cocks have you sucked, excluding animals?"
Helen: "One."
Billy: "Tell me about it."
Helen: "I went out with Johnny Hayes once last year, and we went to a
drive-in. He was pretty wasted, and he unzipped his pants, pulled his
cock out, and forced my face to his crotch. I didn't have any choice but to
put it in my mouth and try to give him a blow job but he was too wasted
and it didn't even get hard. He got pissed about that and literally threw
me out of his van. I got a ride home with Janette Rison and Jerry Loth.
Jannette and Jerry think that we just had a fight."
Billy: "Have you ever had intercourse?"
Helen: "No, I'm still a virgin."
Billy: "Are you saving yourself for marriage?"
Helen: "No, not really, the right guy hasn't come along yet."
Billy: "How often to you masturbate?"
Helen: "Jeez!... About once a week."
Billy: "Have you ever done anything with Galahad before the other day?"
Helen: "God, no! That was just a spontaneous thing. I was horny and
that big cock was just staring at me. I don't know what came over me but
it has never happened before and will never happen again. I was
disgusted with myself afterwards."
Billy: "Has any other guy seen you naked or topless?"
Helen: "Barry had me topless and was trying to get my pants off, I jerked
him off and he was satisfied."
Billy: "Did you take your top off for him or was it forced, too?"
Helen: "It was our fourth and last date, and he kept trying to get to my
breasts, so I took my top and bra off, thinking that would keep him
happy. But it didn't, so I had to jerk him off to satisfy him."
Billy: "Was that your first cock?"
Helen: "No, I had jerked off Richard Lopez when I was 13, we were
playing nurse and I was exploring his body and .he got hard and told me
how to jerk him off."
Billy: "I thought you said no one had seen you naked before?"
Helen: "Only he got naked, he said I owed him a game of Doctor where I
get naked and he explores my body, but that never came about."
Billy: "Have you ever engaged in anal sex?"
Helen: "NO!"
Billy: "Are there any other sexual secrets or information you haven't told
me?"
Helen: "Not that I can think of."
Billy: "OK, from this point on, if anything remotely sexual in nature
happens to you, you are to give me the full details. OK?"
Helen: "Do I have any choice?"
Billy: "No, I guess you don't."
The questioning had really turned Billy on, so he decided to test his new
found powers. He ordered Helen to get on her knees in front of him --
she complied, guessing what would come next.. As she expected, he
told her to take out his cock and give him a blow job, adding that it had
better be good. Helen unzipped and unbuckled Billy's pants and let
them fall to his ankles. She then tugged his white underwear down,
releasing his semi-erect uncircumcised cock. The teenaged girl jumped
when it popped out. Billy asked why she was startled, and she replied
that she had never seen a cock like that. Where was the head?
Billy said that normally guys are circumcised shortly after birth, but that
his parents didn't believe in that ritual. He added that Galahad wasn't
circumcised, and she pleaded with him to stop bringing up her horse.
Billy just said "Suck it, slut."
Helen took the shaft in her right hand, but Billy said "With your mouth:
no hands." Helen reluctantly started licking and kissing the foreskin-
covered head. Quickly, the red corona started to emerge. Helen
continued nibbling and sucking on Billy's cock just as he had watched
her do to Galahad two days before.
He stroked her shoulders and thrust his 6 inch cock into the girl's
reddened face. The excitement of his first blow job soon became too
much, and the boy only could hold back for about two minutes before his
cum started boiling up. He ordered Helen to suck his cock deeply into
her mouth and swallow every last bit of his cum. The over-stimulated
boy came and came and came. Helen began to gag at the amount of
sperm shooting into her mouth, but desperately fought down the
impulse. Sperm leaked out of the sides of her mouth and fell on Billy's
shoe.
After his cock finally stopped oozing and started to shrink, Billly withdrew
from her warm mouth and told her to lick the cum off of his tennis shoe,
and also to eat the leaf beside his shoe where more of the slimy sperm
had fallen. Helen looked up with pleading eyes for a second, but then
bent down to do as instructed. She licked the top of the tennis shoe
clean and reached for the leaf that was still attached to a small branch.
Billy said "No hands!" so she leaned over and got the leaf in her mouth.
She had to bite hard to sever the small stem attaching the leaf to the
branch. Then she chewed the bitter, beslimed leaf and gulped it down.
Billy stood above her and laughed. "You did that very well, slut. Keep it
up and your big secret will PROBABLY be safe. Fail to do as you're told
and bad things will happen."
Helen asked sheepishly, "How long is this going to last?"
"For as long as I want it to."
Helen simply nodded her head as glistening tears traced a path down
her cheeks. Billy felt a strange pride that the tears were caused by the
humiliation that she had just experienced, and knew that he had a lot of
worse things in mind for her in the future. For now, a little additional
humiliation that he had been thinking about seemed appropriate.
He told Helen to rise and bare her tits. She shivered but complied. Billy
spent a few minutes just looking at them up close, then caressed them
and tweaked the nipples while she stood blushing. Pinching a little
harder got a groan from her, but it appeared to be a groan of pain
instead of pleasure.
Billy gave Helen her shirt, a long sleeve button up, and told her she
could put it on, but no bra. He said that he didn't like bras and if she ever
again wore one while meeting with him, she would be punished. She
asked how would she be punished, looking worried, and Billy laughed.
"If you want to know, then wear a bra the next time we meet."
An expression bordering on terror crossed Helen's face.
Helen and Jo Ann (Part 3)
Billy orders Jo Ann's seduction
Billy told Helen to listen closely, that he had some specific instructions.
She was to call Jo Ann when she got back home and to invite her over.