In school the next morning, Pam noticed that a lot of the boys in her classes and in the hallways between classes were giving her funny looks, smirking grins, suggestive winks, as if they could tell she was no longer a virgin. Instead of giving them the cold shoulder, as she usually did, as she'd been doing all through her school career, instead of scowling back at them and turning away in disgust, as had been her habit, today Pam returned their lurid stares with a once-over look of her own. Her eyes lingered on the bulges in their jeans, some of which throbbed visibly as her eyes moved across them like caressing fingers.
How do they know? Pam wondered. Some how they know I'm different than I was last Friday. Somehow they can sense I've been fucked and now they want to fuck me too.
"They've always wanted to fuck us," Cissy said over the table at lunch.
The two girls were seated at a table by themselves in the most secluded corner of the lunchroom.
"Not so loud," Pam said, looking around to see if anybody had heard Cissy.
"You just never noticed them," Cissy said. "But I have. They've always looked at me that way. If we wanted, we could get fucked by every one of them."
"Somehow, it just seems they can tell," Pam said, ignoring Cissy's suggestive grin. "It's like they can read our minds or something. I tell you, they know we've been fucked."
"Maybe we're walking funny today," Cissy said. "I'm still sore as heck from Jeff's torpedoing."
"You always walk funny," said Pam. "And I'm not walking any different than usual."
Cissy's mouth dropped open and she dropped her fork. She was staring across the lunchroom. "Look over there!"
"Where?"
"Over there," Cissy said. "Way over there by the milk machine. The kid with the red hair. That's Jack, the one I sucked off yesterday in the bushes."
Pam squinted, unable to make out the boy's face clearly. Although she hated to admit it, the boy did look vaguely familiar. And he was looking toward her and Cissy. In fact, all the boys at the redhead's table were looking cross the lunchroom at her and Cissy.
"I told you they were looking at us funny," Pam said. "That punk's squealed and by now the whole school knows about what we did in the park. What are we gonna do?"
"You always get worried about nothing," Cissy said. She popped a French fry in her mouth. Grease ran down her chin as she chewed, gazing across the lunchroom at the redhead's table. "This could be our great opportunity."
Pam was studying in the school library during her free period when a tall, husky boy sat down across the study table from her. He was chewing gum, and although she kept her eyes on her book, she could tell he was staring at her. He wrote something in his notebook, ripped off part of the notebook page, and shoved the scrap of paper across the table at Pam.
Pam didn't touch the paper, but she could see what he'd written on it.
He wanted her to suck his cock.
Pam flushed. She glanced around, sure everybody in the library knew what the nerd had written on the scrap of paper. To her surprise, nobody was looking at either her or the boy. Not even the hawk-eyed school librarian seemed to have noticed.
"Come on!" the young man whispered. "It's a big sweet thing, and my balls are gonna bust!"
He nudged her foot with his under the table. She looked at him. He was red-faced and was giving her a silly, slightly embarrassed expression.
He was one of the school football players, and not all that bad looking.
"It's big," he whispered. "And it's hot, and it's all yours."
Pam squeezed her bare legs together under her skirt. She was greasy and hot between the pussylips. Even though she'd spent the night jerking off, having one orgasm after another, today she was hornier than ever.
She'd been constantly horny ever since Saturday afternoon in Jeff's van, and it seemed that the more she came the hornier she got. She gazed at the big, husky football player across the table from her, salivating as she tried to imagine what his cock looked like, what it would feel like between her lips, what it would taste like.
He smiled in a way that showed that he knew Pam was willing.
"I'll meet you outside in the hall," he whispered, and got up from his chair.
A few minutes later, Pam's rubbery legs carried her into the hallway where the football player was waiting for her. He was down at the drinking fountain and when he saw her he motioned to her with a nod of his head. She moved toward him in a trance, her swollen tits heaving under her blouse, her heart pounding so wildly she could hardly hear herself think.
"I hear you give great head," the boy muttered softly. "Come on."
He put his arm around Pam and guided her down the hallway.
Pam was too dazed to worry about where the boy was taking her. They went up some stairs, through a back hallway, down a back stairwell, down another hallway, and finally through a door into a small room. After switching on the light, the boy locked the door behind them.
The room smelled of detergents and cleaning fluids. Mops and buckets stood in the corners. A utility sink stood against one wall.
The boy grabbed Pam's tits, squeezing them through her blouse. She wasn't wearing a bra.
"Man, what tits!" He unbuttoned her blouse so fast that one of her buttons popped off and clicked on the concrete floor.
Pam was panting as if she'd just finished a sprint. "Take it easy!"
The boy yanked the blouse off her shoulders, baring her tits. He pulled it off her arms, leaving her topless. His sweaty paws fell on her tits.
Her nipples slid between his fingers. Pam gasped, her cunt contracting.
The boy leaned over and started sucking on her nipples and Pam almost came.
"Oh God! Oh stop!"
Pam tried to squirm away, but the boy held her fast, his lips smacking around her tits, his tongue slurping at her nipples.
He sucked up mouthfuls of tit-flesh and gnawed on it, growling like a dog.
Pam's eyes nearly popped out. She squeezed her legs together, working her pussylips against each other frantically. Pussycream oozed from between her swollen, throbbing cuntlips and trickled from under her panties down the insides of her naked thighs.
The boy thrust his hand up under her skirt and panties, groping at her crotch. He kneaded her furry cunt, slid a finger between her cuntlips, forced his finger up her fuckhole.
"Ohhhhh God!" Pam whined, going out of her mind as the husky football player sucked her tits and fingerfucked her. Her toes curled in her shoes. She squirmed with each wiggle of his thick finger in her crotch.
The boy pulled his finger out of her and inspected it, watching Pam's sap-like pussy-cream drip from it. He sniffed his finger, then thrust it into his mouth, sucking it clean.
"Ain't nothing like the taste of a hot, sweet pussy," he growled.
He pulled off his T-shirt, revealing a torso as solid and muscular as Jeff's or Derek's. He undid his jeans and yanked them off along with his leather athletic shoes. He wore neither underwear nor socks, so he straightened up stark naked, his enormous cock throbbing and dripping.
His prick was uncut, like Jeff's, and he had a cock just as large.
"Man, I'm horny!" He wrapped a muscular hand around his cock and slipped the foreskin back and forth a few times.
Pam could smell the boy's cock in the cramped room just as she'd been able to smell Jeff's cock last Saturday in the cramped confines of his van. The smell both repulsed her and turned her on. Her hand reached out, her fingers stroking the moist, searing-hot cockhead. She smeared around some lube as it oozed from the boy's pisshole.
"You want it," the boy said. "Christ, are you horny for it! Here, let's get this off."
He pulled off her skirt, then her panties.
Naked, Pam stepped out of her shoes, her smooth young body flushed and tingling, her skin silky-hot. She pressed up against the muscular teenager, rubbing her belly against his cock, nuzzling his muscular chest. He wrapped his arms around her and she went weak in his embrace.
She was madly in love with him. She wanted to marry him.
"You sure are a cuddly little sex-kitten," the boy said. "I bet you'll look real cute with my cock stuck down your hot throat."
He broke their embrace and pushed Pam to her knees. He rubbed his cock in her face, smearing cocklube on her cheeks nose, chin and lips.
Pam groaned, turning her face from side to side, enjoying the feel of the big veiny prong against her skin. It was so hot and slick, so velvety-smooth and yet so hard. The boy lifted his cock up and shoved his sweaty balls in her face. They were hairy balls, swollen with spunk.
"Lick my balls, cutie! Eat my ball-sweat!" Pam licked. Just as Cissy had been licking Jeff's balls yesterday as he'd jerked off in her face, now Pam licked the nuts of the horny teen-age football player. The salty, musky flavor and scent made her dizzy, made her drunk with lust. Her excitement surged and she started to jerk herself off.
The boy stuffed his cock in her mouth. "Suck the head. Clean up the knob."
Pam munched on the spongy head of the boy's cock as if it had been dipped in honey. The raunchy, slightly bitter flavor of the youth's uncut cock made her salivate. She sucked wetly, her tongue slurping around and around the hot, throbbing knob. Fucklube dripped into her mouth and dribbled down her throat. The boy took hold of Pam's head and forced his cock in deeper, pressing his cock-knob to her tonsils. When she failed to gag, he worked his cock down her gullet. Her nose pressed against his hairy groin, his cock buried completely in her face. "Man, you sure know how to deep-throat that fucker," said the boy. "Ain't many chicks can swallow it all without half-choking to death. Mmmmm, suck that prick! Yeah, pleasure that cock!"
Pam's well-stretched lips smacked. The youth's cock slipped in and out between them, his cockhead massaging her tonsils. She could feel his foreskin sliding back and forth along the rock-hard shaft of his cock.
"Jesus, that feels good! You sure do give good head! And here I always thought you were one of the goodie girls who wouldn't put out. You suck cock like a pro, girl."
Pam moaned, bobbing her head, trying to suck the jism out of the boy's thick, pulsating prick. She churned her tongue at the underside of his knob, trying to bring him off. She wanted his cum, wanted to feel his hairy balls squirm and contract against her chin as they pumped his spunky load through his cock and into her throat. As she sucked, her fingers pistoned between her pussylips. The moment the boy started shooting, she was going to bring herself off with him.
The boy gripped her head, using her open mouth and waiting throat as he'd use her pussy if he'd been fucking it. He closed his eyes, pulling his cock nearly all the way out of Pam's mouth, then plunging it back in, sliding it to the hilt into her mouth and down her throat. Spit ran down Pam's chin like pussyjuice. By relaxing her throat she was able to tolerate the long, slicing thrusts of his cock without gagging. His cock made squishing noises in her mouth and throat just as it would if he'd been fucking her pussy. She felt his cock-shaft swelling thicker and harder with each thrust. She reached up and squeezed his balls.
"Oh, man, oh, baby!" The youth swayed on his feet, his head twisting deliriously from side to side. "You got an electric tongue, baby, you got a mouth like a hungry calf! Shit!"
Pam moaned, growled, sucked. Her head bobbed. Her lips smacked. She swallowed the cocklube that dribbled into her throat. Her fingers plunged in her juice-oozing pussy.
I want your cum! she thought. I wanna eat your load! Give it to me, big boy! Shoot it! Her left hand massaged the boy's nuts rhythmically.
"Ahhhhh!" the youth groaned. "Take it!" He embraced her head and forced his cock to the hilt down her throat. His cock shuddered, flexed, ejaculated.
"Uhhhhh!" Hot cum flooded Pam's throat, gushed down her gullet. "Ohhh yeahhh!"
Pam's eyes rolled back. She was in heaven, her mouth stuffed with a spurting cock, her senses reeling with the taste and aroma of fresh teenage spunk. She gulped, swallowing each mouthful of the boy's cum as he shot it. Her pussy tightened around her sliding fingers and erupted with spasms. She clamped her legs together, writhing with ecstasy.
"Ooooh, honey!" the boy moaned. "Come with me! Feel it with me! Oh, baby, ahhhh!"
"Mmmmm!" Pam growled and groaned as she sucked, gulping thick hot wads of cum. Each flex and spasming pulsation of the youth's cock in her mouth caused her pussy to contract and spasm. The fuckjuice dribbled between her rhythmically squeezing thighs, and her fingers twisted and rubbed deep inside her pussy.
The boy started gasping as if in pain and he yanked his cock out of Pam's mouth.
"It gets too sensitive to touch when I finish coming," he said. "Man, that sure felt good!"
Pam sat back on her heels, dizzy and panting, her right hand still rubbing her pussy as the last orgasmic twinges itched through it. The boy's cock dangled half-hard in front of her nose, dangled over his balls like a huge wet salami. She leaned forward and kissed it on the head, which was half covered with foreskin.
"You sure do love cock," the boy said. He grabbed his cock and stroked it backhanded, pulling on it as if milking it. "You turn me on, baby. I'm about ready to go again. How about you?"
Pam smiled sheepishly, too shy to say anything, but showing him by her expression that she was ready.
The boy pulled her to her feet, kissed her, turned her around and stroked her ass. "Bend over. Yeah, turn that pretty ass up."
Pam's tits dangled heavily under her. She grabbed the edge of the utility sink for support, wiggling her ass as the boy caressed it. Pussy juice dribbled down her legs.
"Such a pretty ass!" the boy gasped. "I'd sure like to fuck your pretty ass, girl!"