That Friday evening Linda's school played the best football game they had ever played. John was the hero. He seemed to be in on every play. Linda had never seen him play that way before. She was really proud of him.
The cheerleaders were supposed to ride the bus back, but John came up to her after he had showered. Linda was wearing a coat over her cheerleader's outfit, but it wasn't enough to keep out the chilly evening.
"Hey, Linda," John said, "you want to ride back with me?"
"You know we're supposed to ride the bus," she said.
"Come on, honey," he said. "Nobody's going to mind. Besides, it's warm in my car and you won't have to wait for that cold bus to warm up."
"All right," Linda decided.
Linda wasn't sure what was different about John lately. He seemed a lot more confident than usual. Besides, he wasn't trying to grab her all the time. She wondered if maybe he was getting his jollies from somewhere else. Another girlfriend? The thought frightened her, but she didn't know why. She knew he had a right to look elsewhere for what she wouldn't give him.
Linda wondered why she just didn't give in and give him what he so badly needed.
It wasn't the thought of him fucking her. She had been fucked enough lately so that she knew it was fun. She wasn't afraid of his cock. Perhaps she was just afraid of what it would do to her reputation. So far nobody knew about her fucking her father or her teacher. But she had the feeling that people might start finding things out if she started fucking John.
"You were great tonight," Linda said, as she got into the warm car.
"You really think so?" he asked.
"Oh yeah," she said. "The girls were cheering you on every second. That other team was a better team but you won the game almost single-handed."
"That's what I like to hear," John said. "Compliments from my girl."
"Am I your girl?" she asked.
"What's that supposed to mean?" he asked. "You've always been my girl."
"But you haven't been coming around as much as you used to. You don't seem to be that interested in me lately. I thought you might have another girlfriend."
"Nah," he said.
She wasn't convinced. There was something he wasn't telling her. But he would tell her when he got around to it.
He stopped at a hamburger place and bought them some supper. They ate in the front seat of his car. A couple of times she felt him looking at her in a strange way, and she started getting an uncomfortable feeling. She didn't know why, but she kept feeling that there was something really different about him.
He stopped again on the way home. He pulled the car into the front parking lot of a motel and turned the ignition off. She looked up at the bright blinking lights of the motel and wondered why he had stopped. She looked at him with a puzzled expression.
"Don't you want to get a room?" he asked. "It'll be a lot warmer than the front seat of this car."
"What are you talking about?" she asked.
"I'm going to fuck you, Linda," he said. "I've wanted to fuck you for a long time but I was always scared. Tonight I'm going to fuck you and there's not a damn thing you can do about it."
"You're crazy," she said.
"Am I?" he asked. "Look in the dashboard!"
She opened the dashboard and took the folder out. She knew what it was even before she turned to the first page. Some of the pictures of her had been developed. She was naked and getting her titties sucked by Joan.
"Where did you get this?" she asked.
"I have my ways," John said. "Now, how would you like to have that picture put up on the class bulletin board."
"You wouldn't," she said.
"Try me."
She sighed. She knew John meant exactly what he said. He would have no mercy on her. He had desired her body for so long. She waited while he got out of the car and went to rent a room. She got out of the car when she saw him coming back.
He gave her the key. She had to open the door; she could feel her heart pounding as she did so. The room was dark and dingy but John put on the lights. There was only a bed and a couch. John went to sit down on the bed.
"Take off the coat," John said.
She took off the coat and stood in front of him in only her cheerleader's outfit. John took a long look at her. She felt kind of funny standing there. She had never known the feeling except once before, when she knew she was going to do everything Craig Wilson told her to.
"Do a cheer for me," John said.
She did a cheer for him. She saw him smiling as she danced her body around the room in one of his favorite cheers. She could feel a little achy sensation in the backs of her thighs. She had never noticed what a good-looking man John was. She was starting to notice. He had a better build than her father and he was better looking.
"Now take off your clothes," John said. "Do it slowly. I want to enjoy every inch of you."
"You don't really want to make me do this, John," she protested.
"Do it, bitch," he said.
No appeal was going to change his mind.
She had no choice. She pulled off her cheerleading sweater and then peeled her skirt down her legs. She was standing in front of him in nothing but her bra and panties. She could feel the shivers going up her spine as he enjoyed her body.
"The shoes and socks," he said. "They kind of take away from the view."
She sat down and took off the white socks and shoes that went with the outfit. She stood up and peeled her panties down her legs. She reached around to her back and unhooked her bra. Her beautiful tits sprang out, they were glad to be released from the tight confinement of the bra.
"Shit," he said. "You were good looking in the pictures but you're a lot nicer in person. Shit, your tits are nicer than your mother's."
"My mother's?" she asked.
"Sure," he said. "Where do you think I got the folder? Your mother gave it to me. Of course I had to give her something in return. Like a mouthful of cum."
"You're lying," she said.
He was grinning lewdly and suddenly she knew he wasn't lying. He had fucked her mother's mouth. Linda was suddenly sure that she was going to get well-fucked this evening.
"Come on over here," he said, "and take my clothes off!"
She peeled his handsome young body out of his clothes. She could feel herself shivering every time her fingers brushed against his skin. She could well understand why her mother had allowed him to fuck her. He was such a handsome stud.
"Now play with my cock, whore," he told her. "Show me what a cock-loving cunt you are. Play with it!"
She looked down at his swollen prick. It wasn't quite hard but it was already bigger than she'd imagined it would be. She felt her heart pounding a little faster as she stared at it. She put her hand on his throbbing cock.
"That's it, baby," he said. "Play with it. Love it!"
She wrapped her fingers around his cock and started moving her hand up and down. His cock immediately got hard all the way. She moved her fingers down to his balls and stroked them. They felt so hot and hard.
"You sweet little bitch," he told her. "I've wanted to fuck you for a long time. Now I'm going to get the chance. I'm going to get the fucking chance!"
He grabbed her by the back of her head and jerked her face down to his cock. Linda could smell his strong cock odor. She pushed her tongue against the head of his prick and tasted his salty pre-cum. She lifted her head and brushed her hair back from her face.
"You want me to suck it?" she asked.
"Shit, I want you to do everything to me, baby. I want to enjoy you all, over!"
She smiled as she slid up his body. She let herself rest against his body. She felt his hard chest against her tits. She started rubbing her tits against his chest, and she felt him tense. She lifted up and moved a little higher, so that one red nipple was against his lips.
She had never even let him touch her tits before. Now she could feel his mouth open and begin to suck gently on one swollen nip pie. She felt him slowly drawing it into his mouth and biting on it with his teeth. She shuddered.
She pulled her hard titty back from his mouth. She moved up and kissed his mouth.
She rammed her tongue deep into his throat. She felt him rubbing his tongue against her. His hands moved down her back and grabbed her asscheeks. He held onto her asscheeks hard and it made her shiver all over. Her legs opened and his hard knee moved between them. He started rubbing his knee up and down the lips of her cunt. She could feel her pussy juices leaking out against his knee.
He was really starting to get her worked up. His hands moved between them and he started playing with her titties again. She felt his fingers stroking and fondling her big tits. Her tits got even harder. She hadn't thought she was going to enjoy it this much. John was a better lover than she thought he would be. He was making her feel things that her own father couldn't make her feel.
He pushed her down again. He rolled her over onto her back and his hot lips and went down to her titties again. This time he started sucking and biting one of her tits. He moved his other hand up her body and started fondling her other titty. His fingers flicked across her nipple and made her shiver.
He raised his head. "Big fucking titties. You've got a real big pair of tits, baby. I'm going to enjoy fucking you and feeling those big titties."
He moved up her body again. This time she felt his hard prick leaking on her skin and making her tingle. He rested with his cock between her tits. He closed her tits together around his cock. He started moving back and forth, fucking her between her tits. She lowered her head and could see his prickhead appearing between her tits. She could see some of his cum leaking out of the purplish tip.
"It looks so big," she said.
"It is big, baby," he said. "It's going to make you feel like you've never felt before!"
He kept moving back and forth between her tits and she could feel more of his cum leaking onto her skin. He finally moved up a little more and she felt his cum-covered cock brushing against her tits.
"All right, baby," he said. "Open your mouth. I'm going to cram it down your fucking throat. I'm going to ram it really deep!"
She opened her mouth. He didn't give her time to take a breath. He rammed his prick deep into her mouth and made her choke. He pulled back long enough for her to take a quick breath, and then he was ramming his prick deep into her mouth again.
"Play with my balls, bitch," he said. "Play with my balls while I fuck your mouth!"
She moved her hand up between them and started stroking his heavy balls while he ram med hiss prick in and out of her mouth. This wasn't like giving a blowjob. He was simply fucking her mouth as he would fuck her pussy. She kept feeling cum dripping down her throat, and she had to constantly swallow to keep from choking.
"I've been dreaming of doing this for so fucking long," he told her. "I love fucking your face. I love it!"
She thought he was going to come in her mouth. He was really dripping. Her mouth and throat felt wet and sticky with his tongue. She could feel some of his cum wetting the roof of her mouth. She got ready to swallow his cum but he suddenly pulled away.
His hot tongue was moving down her body again. She felt his tongue caressing her nipples and then moving down to her belly. She felt his tongue playing in her navel. His lips moved down a little more and she felt his mouth pulling at her pussy hairs.
She knew what he was going to do. Already her ass was moving in a slow, excited circle and she could feel her pussy juices leaking out and wetting the bed.
"Do you want me to eat your pussy?" he asked, in a teasing tone.
"You know I do," she moaned. "My pussy's so hot. You know I want you to eat me!"
"Are you a hot cunt?" he asked. "Are you nothing but a pussy that needs filling."
"Yes, I'm a cunt," she whispered. "I'm anything you want me to be. You know you've got me hot. Help me out. Do something!"
"I'm going to do plenty, baby," he promised her.
He dropped his face between her thighs. He started stroking her tits as he pressed his face close into her moist pussy. She felt his tongue sliding between her cunt lips. He started moving his tongue in and out. She had thought she'd been wet before, but now her pussy was flooding his mouth with her sticky juice.
"Oh yes," she moaned. "Eat me. Eat me!"
He started ramming his tongue a little faster into her moist cunt. His hands cupped her tits and started roughly squeezing them. He knew what he was doing to her. She knew he could feel the wild tension in her body.
He raised his head. She felt his tongue moving back up her body. Again his tongue flicked at her nipples. Then his body was on top of her and she could feel his stiff cock against her pussy lips.
"I'm going to fuck you good, baby," he said. "I'm going to give it to you really good!"
"Oh yes," she moaned. "Do me. Fuck me! Fuck me like you did my mother!"
He moved forward and she felt his prick stretching her cunt walls. He thrust again. Her pussy was so wet that this time his cock went easily all the way into her cunt. She closed her cunt walls tightly around his cock. She could feel every swollen inch of it. She started moaning as she kept her pussy lips closed tightly.
His cock felt so good – so fucking good!
He started to fuck her with quick thrusts. She could feel his balls bouncing against her with every thrust. His lips covered hers and he started driving his tongue into her mouth with the same hot rhythm he was using to fuck her with. His hands slid beneath her. He grabbed her asscheeks. His fingers slowly spread her asscheeks apart. She felt one finger stroking her asshole. She felt him making her squirm with hot desire. She started lifting her ass to take his cock deeper into her cunt.
"You hot ass little bitch," John groaned. "Your mother told me you had a hot ass. She said you'd fuck like crazy!"
She didn't know if she liked the thought of her mother telling this boy that she was a good fuck. But she would think about that later. Right now she could only think about how sweet his cock felt. He was fucking her so good. She could feel her juices starting to wet his cock as he drove it into her.
"You're fucking me so good," she moaned. "Oh, it feels so good to have that big cock of yours!"
He was really driving his prick deep into her belly. He was giving her more than he had promised her. She felt herself shivering with every hard thrust. She wanted to keep from coming, but she could feel the juices in her pussy beginning to boil.
"Oh fuck," she moaned. "I'm coming. I'm going to come. Oh fuck, I can't help it. I can't fucking help it. Give it to me! Oh fuck, give it to meeeeeee!"
He rammed her even harder as she felt her juices flooding his cock. She could also feel his prick getting thicker inside her. He rammed her a little deeper with every stroke. His balls felt so heavy and she knew they were filled with cum for her.
"Yes, yes, yes!" she screamed. "Come in me. Shoot your hot cum in my pussy!"
He held her ass tightly as he rammed her harder and harder. She felt his prick starting to squirt a little more. Her pussy was starting to make wet sounds as he pushed it into her. She gave him everything she had. She was trying to rip his cock off with her pussy.
"Bitch," he groaned. "You bitch. I'm going to come in your pussy. I'm going to give you what you want. I'm going to give you my fucking cum. Bitch. Bitch, You hot-assed bitch!"
He rammed her again and she felt his prick exploding into her pussy. His jism was like a soothing balm shooting into her sore pussy. She worked her ass a little faster as she milked every drop of his thick cum. A month ago she would not have believed that she could love the feel of cum so much. Now it was different. Now it seemed like she couldn't get enough cum in her pussy and mouth.
"Sweet bitch," he groaned, as her lips kept working on his hard cock. She got every drop from his cock and it finally slipped out of her mouth. She put her hand on his prick and started working her fingers up and down.
"Not now, baby," John said. "We've got plenty of time in the future. Right now I've got to get you back home."
She nodded, but she realized she wasn't really ready to go home. There was something special about John. Something very special. She never wanted him to take her home again.
She was surprised when John walked her up to her doorstep. She expected him to leave her at the curb. She never would have dreamed she could act as she had with John. All the way home he stroked her thighs and ran his hand up to her pussy. It was as if he was making up for all the times she had kept him from touching her.
"This has been a crazy evening," she said, as they stopped at her door.
"And it's not over yet," he said.
"What do you mean?" she asked.
He didn't answer her with words. He grabbed her and kissed her hard. Her mouth opened willingly and she felt him stabbing his tongue into her wet mouth. She knew he was remembering all the time she had refused to give him a good night kiss. She now had a feeling that he would never believe that she had once been a nice girl. She hadn't been teasing him. She had the feeling she was going to spend the rest of the relationship making things up to him.
He released her and pressed her back against the door. She felt his hands go under her skirt and grab her naked ass. He had her leave off her panties and now she knew why. She could feel him rubbing himself against her.
"What are you doing?" she asked.
"You know what I'm doing, bitch," he said.
"But it's at my front door," she said. "It's not that late. Somebody might come by and see. Or my parents might come to the door. Let's go back to the car if you have to do something."
She didn't understand how he could be so excited after the fucking he had just given her. But she could feel the swollen prick in his trousers and she knew he was hot to trot.
"Anybody might see," he agreed. "Then they would know what a whore you are. I don't give a fuck if they find out. In fact, I might tell them myself. You're a whore, Linda. And from now on you're going to act like one. You're going to pull up your skirt any time I tell you."
"I'm not a whore," she protested.
He pressed her up against the door again. She felt one hand up between her legs, playing with her pussy. She felt his fingers gently stroking the lips of her cunt. She tried to close her thighs together, but his hand wouldn't move. She could feel her breath getting shorter. She closed her eyes and tried to fight the feelings he was causing in her.
She gasped as one of his fingers suddenly stabbed into her hot pussy. She felt him moving his fingers around until she was shivering. She couldn't fight it anymore. He could make her crazy if he wanted to. She realized that any boy could.
"You're a whore," he said. "I want you to admit it. Right now. I want you to tell me you're a whore and that your cunt is going to be ready any time I want it!"
"Don't treat me like this," she begged him.
"Tell me, bitch," he said.
She kept trying to refuse, but she felt two of his fingers sliding in and out of her pussy. It was making her entire body tingle. She felt herself pushing her ass back against the door and then against his fingers. Her pussy was getting wet, and she knew she couldn't deny it anymore.
"I'm a whore," she whispered.
"Louder," he said.
"I'm a whore!" she screamed. "I'm a whore. My pussy is always ready for you. Is that what you want to hear?"
"That's it," he said. "Now reach down and take my cock out!"
She reached down and found his zipper. A car came by the road and she shuddered. She didn't know what they could see but evidently it was enough. She heard a loud laughing noise. The car turned around and came back, again and again.
"Don't worry about them," John said. "They're just friends of mine. I promised them a show. Not take my fucking cock out!"
She reached down again. She unzipped his trousers and reached inside. She gently pulled his cock out. She knew she was going to get fucked. She knew he was going to fuck her up against the door of her house with all his friends watching. He really wanted to punish her for all the things she'd done to him.
He picked up her skirt until it was bunched around her waist. He moved forward.
"Put it in your cunt, baby," he said. "You know where it goes. Put my cock in your pussy."
She had to spread her legs wide to get his prick in the right position. She settled down on it and groaned as she felt how deep his prick was inside her.
"Yeah, baby," he moaned. "You like that, don't you. You like having that big, hot cock inside you."
"Oh, yes," she moaned softly.
He held her ass against the door as he began to ram his prick into her pussy. Suddenly she didn't care anymore that the car was coming by and that anyone could see. All she could think about was how delicious his big prick felt. It was degrading to get fucked like this, but it was also exciting.
He pounded her harder and harder until she could feel the quivers starting in her body. Her ass was getting rubbed raw by her front door but she didn't mind that. She started moving her ass up and down a little faster. She could feel her pussy juices dripping over his cock. She didn't want to give him the pleasure of making her come like this. She didn't want it, but she could already feel her body starting to betray her.
"Yeah, you hot-assed little whore," he said. "It's starting to get to you. You'd fuck in the middle of the street in broad daylight. You're a cunt, baby!"
He started driving it into her faster, and she couldn't hold back. She started moaning softly as the flood of desire started building up in her body.
"Oh yes," she screamed. "Oh yes, fuck me like that. I can't help it. I like it. Oh shit, I like it. I'm going to come. I'm going to fucking come. Oh shiiiiiit!"
She screamed again as the wild juices flooded her body. She started working her ass up and down on his prick as fast as she could. She could feel his hard cockhead deeper in her belly. She had never felt it this way before. She loved it!
She finally started to calm down again. She felt the last few shivers running through her body and was able to relax. He stopped moving. He held her against the door until the last of her pussy juices had run down her thighs.
"You liked that, didn't you?" he asked.
"Damn you," she said slowly. "You know I liked it. You make me behave so dirty."
"That's because you are a dirty cunt," he said.
She kept squeezing his big cock. It still felt so deep inside her that she could feel herself shivering. She wondered why he didn't go ahead and come inside her. Instead she felt him pull his prick out of her. For the first time she realized that the car had stopped out in front and a couple of the boys were leaning against the fender watching them.
"They really want us to give them a show," he said. "Why don't we?"
"Please let me go inside now," she begged.
"After I'm done with you," he said. "I told the boys about your tits. They don't believe me. Show them."
"What do you mean?" she asked.
"Show everybody your fucking tits. You shouldn't mind that, cunt. Take your top off and show them."
"Please don't make me," she begged.
Linda had never felt really afraid, but things were getting out of hand. She didn't want to put on some kind of peep show for the boys. Of course they would know that they had been fucking, but they really hadn't seen that much of her body. Now she knew that John wanted to make her show herself to them, like a slave girl on an auction block. She didn't want to do it.
She felt his hand around her asscheek. He squeezed.
"You'd better show your tits to them," he said, "or I'm going to start yelling and wake up everybody in the place."
"Can't you just let me go inside," she begged.
"Why don't you do what I fucking tell you?" he said.
He was getting angry and she knew she had no choice. She reluctantly peeled off her sweater and unbuttoned her bra. Her big tits popped free. She hoped he would be satisfied with that, but he wasn't. He made her move out into the light so they could see her better. Then he slowly peeled up her skirt so that the boys on the curb could see everything she had. She felt sick and ashamed as she was put on public display for the young boys. And yet there was a funny kind of excitement about it. She knew that the boys were seeing every luscious detail of her body, and she knew they were getting turned on by it.
"Now let's give them one last show," John said. "On your knees, baby. Let's show the guys how you love to suck cock."
"Please, John," she begged him. "Don't treat me like this. I'll do anything you want, but let me go in now. Don't make me do it front of them."
"Do what I fucking tell you," John said softly.
She had known all along that she wasn't going to get any mercy from John. She went down on her knees and felt his swollen prickhead brush against her face. She drew her head back but his hands were already in her silky hair. She felt his fingers tighten in her hair and pull her face toward his cock.
"Come on, baby," he told her. "Let's give them a real show. Show the boys what you can do with a cock in your mouth!"
She opened her mouth and took his cockhead inside her lips. She felt him press forward; she let it slide into her mouth. She didn't move as she felt his hot, throbbing prick deep inside her throat. Finally she felt his hands jerking at her head.
"Come on, bitch," John told her. "Mine's not the first cock you ever had to suck. You know how to do it. Start moving your head and suck, baby!"
He forced her head back and forth; finally she gave in. It was hard to fight the feelings inside her. She did enjoy sucking cock. She enjoyed the feeling of power she got when she had a cock deep inside her throat. She didn't want to suck it in front of the boys, but she knew she had no choice.
She started bobbing her head. She could immediately feel his cock getting slick with her saliva and his dripping cum. She could taste her cunt on his prick and that only made her suck faster. She knew John turned his body slightly so that she would show everything she was doing to the boys on the curb.
"Oh shit, yeah," John moaned. "Oh shit, this is what I like. You know how to do it, baby. You know how to suck cock!"
Her head moved faster and she started using little fluttery movements of her tongue. She could taste more of his thick jism inside her mouth. She drew her head back and could see his cum dripping out of the tiny eye in the purplish cockhead. She felt his hands on the back of her head again. He was pulling hard.
She allowed his cock to slip back into her lips. She could immediately feel his cock getting a little thicker and she knew what was going, to happen.
"Suck it, baby," John screamed. "Oh shit, I'm almost there. I want you to suck it, baby. I want you to suck my cock! Oh, I'm coming. I'm shooting my wad! Swallow it, baby. Swallow it!"
He drove his prick into her mouth one last time, and she could feel his hot jism exploding in thick wads in her mouth. She started swallowing as he kept his prick deep inside her throat. She could feel his hot cum in her belly as she tried to swallow it all. Finally she felt him give one last shudder and take his cock out of her mouth. He wiped his prick off with some strands of her long hair.
"That was fine, baby," John said. "You can dress now. But you keep that pussy warm for me. There's no telling when I'm going to want some more."
John was laughing as he went to join his friends at the curb. Linda dressed and went inside the house. She felt sore and tired… and mostly ashamed. She hadn't known what she was going to get into when she fucked her father.