"The meeting will now come to order," Johnny Hayes was saying.
Mary sat in the back and watched the ritual with interest. The boys dispensed with their business and broke out the bottles of liquor.
"I think we should have a party to celebrate the presence of Miss Pussie," Johnny told the others.
They all agreed.
Paper cups were filled with whiskey and passed around. Mary had never had straight whiskey before and she gagged a few times before she finally swallowed it down. The other boys were definitely used to this form of drinking. They swallowed the whiskey in nearly one gulp. In time, the alcohol began doing its job, lessening their inhibitions but not yet numbing them. Even Mary began to feel more free. She looked wound at the six boys and licked her lips. She began imagining being violated by each one of them in barn. Slit could ace herself lying on her back on the floor and the boys doing to her anything they wanted.
One of the boys, Fred, had to take a piss. Ho strolled over to the corner of the shack where they had a bucket on the floor for that purpose. He unzipped his fly and took out his cock. Mary turned around when she heard the trickle of urine hitting the side of the bucket. She was embarrassed at first but found that she couldn't take her eyes off the boy. She had never before seen a prick and her curiosity was aroused.
"Is that his thing?" Mary asked Johnny. "Yes. Haven't you ever seen one before?"
"Frankly, no," Mary giggled.
"Fred, come here!" Johnny called out.
The boy was beginning to put his cock back in his pants.
"Leave your dick out," Johnny told him.
The boy stood near Mary.
"Is it called a dick?" Mary asked in a humble manner.
"Some people call it a dick, a cock, a prick, or a penis, as they call it in biology," Johnny said, enjoying the reversal of roles. It was as if he were the adult and she the child in need of instruction.
The boy held his cock in his fingers and waved it in front of the crossing guard's nose. The boy's prick began to swell and Mary gasped.
"It's getting bigger!" she exclaimed.
"Of course," Johnny said. "It gets bigger when it wants to fuck."
Mary had heard that word once or twice in her life. She wasn't exactly sure what it meant. She did know, however, that it was a bad word.
"Put it in your mouth," Fred said to Mary.
"What? But you just used it to go to the bathroom. It's dirty," Mary said.
"Naw, it ain't dirty," Johnny told her. "Go on, put it in your mouth."
She believed Johnny. She viewed him as a teacher. He wouldn't lie to her. She parted her lips and moved her head forward. The boy moved forward and steered his swelling piece of meat between her luscious lips. He pushed all the way into her mouth. Mary opened her eyes in surprise. She had only expected that he would put his cock into her mouth for a few seconds and then withdraw it. She began to pull away but Johnny took hold of her head and held her in place. Fred then began fucking her moist mouth with his growing spear. The thing began swelling and soon was a hefty mouthful for the crossing guard.
"Uggghhhh." Mary moaned.
"Shhhhhhh." Johnny told her. "Suck on it like it was a lollipop and promise you something beautiful will happen and you'll enjoy it."
Again the woman believed the boy. She began sucking on the big cock which was moving in and out of her mouth. The boy began panning, and as his movements increased, he seemed to be trying to ram his cock down her throat.
Mary, her eyes closed, her mouth full of cock, waited. She felt the bulging thing in her mouth throbbing and pulsing and then the boy groaned and she felt his thing spewing something into her mouth. To keep from choking, she swallowed. Some of the stuff escaped from her mouth via the corners of her lips. The boy shoved several times, burying his cock deeper into her mouth.
"Wow!" Fred said when he drew his semen- and saliva-soaked cock from her mouth.
Johnny let go of Mary's head. Mary looked up at the boy. Semen was trickling down her chin.
"Wasn't that nice?" Johnny asked the crossing guard.
Although she didn't understand what had just taken place, she said yes. In a way it had been nice. It was also educational. She had learned that the male's cock spits when it gets highly excited in a woman's mouth.
Johnny gave her a towel and she wiped her lips with it.
"There's more," Johnny told her.
"More to what?" she wanted to know.
"To fucking and sucking," the boy said.
Mary was excited and definitely wanted to know more. She was ashamed of herself. She was twenty-two years old and these teenage boys knew more of life than she did! How ignorant she felt. She had to learn more from these experts. She would become a willing pupil. She would do anything they wanted.
"Why don't you take off your clothes, Miss Pussie," Johnny said.
"My clothes?" Mary said, slightly startled by the lewd suggestion.
"Yes," Johnny said. "Well take off our clothes and compare our private parts."
"Oh, yeah," Mary said, not wanting to appear embarrassed or ashamed. After all, they all accepted it without being prudish!
The whole group undressed quickly. Mary was a little slower since she had more clothes. The boys helped her off with her uniform and her bra. She hesitated before she began to take off her panties.
"Show us your cunt," one of the boys said.
Mary was a little taken aback at the way this whole thing was turning out. A word formed itself in her mind – hussy. She wasn't sure of the literal meaning of the word but her father had used it in describing a certain kind of wanton woman. Somehow she knew that at this moment she fit her father's description. Here she was almost naked in front of a group of naked boys!
Her fingers slid into the waistband of her pretty pink panties and began inching them down over her well-rounded hips. When her bush appeared the boys whistled. She was alarmed and proud at the same time. They liked her body, obviously.
Naked now, she looked at each of the naked boys. Her eyes devoured their well-muscled bodies. She hungrily looked at each boy's cock. Her mind filled with all of her private fantasies. She wanted cock. She wanted it in her mouth. She wanted it now.
"Johnny," the girl said. "I would like to suck on each of your cocks."
"Wow!" Johnny exclaimed. "Get in line, boys!"
The boys gathered into a line and began whispering and joking among themselves. What luck! Their own private police crossing guard, symbol of authority to millions of boys and girls, was going to suck them all off!
Mary went to her knees, as she had been taught. She looked up at the first boy, her eyes glazed with wicked desire. She opened her mouth obscenely and the boy fed his swelling prick into it. Her lips closed around the rod and her tongue trailed over the tip. The cock swelled into a lance and the boy involuntarily began to fuck the crossing guard's wonderful mouth. Mary passively accepted the mouth fucking with genuine glee. This is how she had been taught that it was. This was sucking. For a fleeting moment, she wondered what fucking was.
With a quiver and a long groan, the boy began to empty his semen into the crossing guard's greedily gulping mouth. Mary didn't want to lose a drop of the precious fluid this time. She wanted to taste every drop of this glorious liquid. She was acquiring a taste for semen.
As the boy drew his shrinking cock from her mouth, Mary felt a little disappointed. She would have liked to suck on the instrument all day long. She felt like a baby with a pacifier when she was sucking dick. She felt content and happy. Yet somewhere inside her there was a feeling of emptiness which gnawed at her vitals. The boys seemed to be happy and relieved after their orgasms. But nothing happened fat her! No white liquid squirted out of her cunt. Convulsions of joy did not shake her body.
The next boy in line moved in front of Mary, who was still kneeling humbly on the floor of the clubhouse. The boy looked down at the crossing guard, his eyes full of adoration for the woman. This was a religious moment for, the lad. True, he had been sucked before – by his sister and a girl on the block – but never by a mature woman, a police woman at that!
Mary opened her mouth for the boy and he guided his swollen prong inside.
"Ooooooo," the boy sighed as his cock entered the warm moistness of the police woman's semen-stained mouth. She held the boy by his thighs as he began pumping in and out of her mouth. A strange glow started between her thighs and began spreading through her tummy and down her legs. Her critical sense was vanishing, she no longer paid any attention to the whisperings of the boys. Her eyes closed and she became lost in this new and weird experience. She moved her hand down between her thighs. Her finger touched her vulva. A pleasant sexual feeling flowed through her pussy and her fingers stroked through her swollen pussy lips and touched her clitoris. Shock waves of pleasure surged through her groin when she played with her clitoris, and so she kept her fingers on that spot. It was lovely!
Mary wondered if this was how the boys felt before they squirted? The cock in her mouth was dangerously close to going down her throat. The boy didn't seem to care about her predicament. He was ramming in and out of her mouth as if she were a piece of furniture with a hole in it. But the punishment her mouth was receiving made her even more excited. Even though the boy was hurting her mouth and throat, her pussy was hot with desire. She found herself secretly wanting the boy to shove his prick down her throat and choke her!
Her fingers were busily playing with her wet cunt as the boy's movements became more rapid and jerky. She had learned that these were signs of the approaching orgasm. With a grunt and one last shove the boy buried his prick deep into Mary's throat. His come spurted down her gullet as her face turned blue from lack of oxygen. Mary fell sideways to the floor, and the boy's cock came out of her mouth with an audible pop. And as Mary hit the floor, her busy fingers brought about her first orgasm.
"Ooohhh… aaahhhgggmmmm…" Mary moaned.