When Bobbie Joe had struggled into a pair of long jeans and a blouse, she joined her two cousins out at the front desk. She was a little embarrassed at first, for she knew that they knew that she had gotten a spanking. In fact, as loud as her screams were every guest at the motel probably knew.
"C'mon, Bobbie Joe," said Jim, trying to lift her spirits. "Don't let what happened get you down."
"Yeah," said Ken. "It was all our fault. We're two teenagers posing as adults in one of the motel rooms. I think it was a Saturday night. Well, he burst into their room and really screamed his head off. The boy was so frightened she jumped into his car and drove off. But Dad took the girl back into the locked room and kept her there for nearly two hours. When he finally let her out she was as white as a sheet."
"It's a wonder she didn't go to the police," said Bobbie Joe. "Uncle Roy had no right to do that."
"She was too frightened to do anything but get in a cab and go home."
"I've got a feeling he's done things like that before when no one was around," said Ken. "But the only time I ever asked him about it he threw a tantrum, and I've been too afraid to mention it again."
"Yeah," said Jim. "We found it best to just mind our own business. He has his fun and we have ours. Don't we, Ken?"
"You can say that again," said Ken, all smiles. "Which reminds me. There's a party tomorrow night. Room twenty-four. Some local kids are getting together. It should be a lot of fun. We just have to keep it secret from Dad, that's all."
"Am I invited?" asked Bobbie Joe, grabbing hold of the boy's arm. "Please?"
"Sure, you can come, Cousin," said Jim. "If you're sure you want to take the chance."
"I'm sure. Grandma wouldn't let me have any fun down on the farm. It was always work, work, work. I'm not going to let Uncle Roy do the same thing to me up here. It just isn't fair. It's time for me to live little."
Just then the door opened and Uncle Roy in from outside. All eyes were on him as he came around behind the desk. His tall, muscular tinny towered over them, and his deep-set eyes seemed to burn right through Bobbie Joe's blouse. If it was not for his calm, smooth face, she would have bust scared stiff.
"Well, Bobbie Joe," he said, his voice also calm. "I see you're behaving like a young lady now. Are my sons teaching you about the motel business?"
"Yes, Uncle Roy." He seemed totally different from the man who had spanked her a little while ago. His manner put her completely at case. For the time being she forgot about returning to the farm.
"That's fine, child. Now I know you've had a long day what with all that traveling. So why don't you call it quits and go get some sleep? You can start working first thing in the morning by making sure that all the rooms have fresh towels."
"All right, Uncle Roy. I'll do that." She smiled at him as she walked back into the apartment perhaps her cousins had been exaggerating about him – or maybe just pulling her leg.
Bobbie Joe slept soundly that night, dreaming very little. When she finally awoke the next morning, she threw back the blankets and lay staring at the ceiling. She didn't mind that her shortie nightgown was bunched up at her waist or that one tittie was exposed. She was in too good a mood to care.
She thought in general about the upcoming days and how she would make the most of them, how she would take advantage of her new-found freedom with an eye out for Uncle Roy, of course. She intended to learn as much as she could about sex from anyone who would be willing to teach her. From now on no more milking cows, slopping pigs, or plucking chickens. It was time for fun!
In particular she thought about that night's party. Where did the boys say it would be? Room twenty-four? Well, she would make a point to be in room twenty-four tonight. Nothing was going to stop her. And Uncle Roy mustn't find out!
As she lay smiling with her hands folded beneath her head and her legs spread wide, her bedroom door was suddenly flung open. Startled, she clamped her thighs shut and abruptly sat up, the one loose tittie jutting outward. She was surprised to see that it was Uncle Roy.
"Time to get up, Bobbie Joe," he said, his eyes roaming over her pink tit, "there's lots of things to do."
"All right, Uncle." She made no attempt to cover her tit, finding the situation arousing.
Bobbie Joe told him that she would but her fingers were crossed when she said it. If he wanted her to be so damn good, why was he was looking at her tits and ass in such a lustful manner. Too bad he was so dead set against having fun, thought Bobbie Joe, otherwise, she would have been eager to give him a tumble.
When he's gone, she yawned sleepily then got out of bed, showered, and dressed. After breakfast with the boys, she went on her rounds, delivering clean towels and fresh soap to the gusts. She received no propositions and she made none. Her mind was on the party to be held later that evening.
The day went by quickly. She learned quite a bit about the motel business from her cousins. They were just the opposite of their father. Instead of always warning her to be good, they were always encouraging her to be bad. And they didn't risk gang-banging ha again that day, her as mid titties were covered with pinch marks by the time evening rolled around.
At six o'clock that evening two carloads of teenagers drove up to the motel and parked outside room twenty-four. They entered the room quickly, making as little noise as possible, Bobbie Joe found out from her cousins that the group had paid in advance and were given keys then so they wouldn't have to come to the front desk that night and register. The boys had no way of knowing whether their father would be home or not, so they didn't want to take any chances.
"Well," said Ken, grinning, "Dad's not back yet. I'm going over to join the party. You coming, Jim?"
"Yes, but I think Bobbie Joe should wait here for a few minutes longer just to be sure." Then, to Bobbie Joe, he said: "If Dad isn't back in thirty minutes, just lock up and come on over. Chances are he won't be back until long after the party's over."
"All right, I will. Have fun."
The farm girl watched her cousins leave, then placed her elbows on the desk and her head in her palms, waiting. She waited for thirty-five minutes and then went back into the apartment, showered again, and struggled into a pair of tiny black panties.
After combing her long blonde hair until it fell loosely down her back, she picked out one other favorite dresses and wriggled into it. The dress was black, very tight, and very short. It had a very low neckline, too. Bobbie Joe smiled at her reflection in the mirror.
After stepping into her shoes, she left the apartment, locked up the front office, and then hurried through the darkness to room twenty-four. She bubbled with excitement.
The room was dark when she entered, all except for the glare of a movie projector. There were three beds in the room, and all of them were occupied. There were even some kids lying on the carpet.
Clothes seemed to be scattered everywhere. Bobbie Joe had trouble walking through the heaps of jeans and dresses and bras and panties. She wondered if there was anyone in the room who was still clothed other than herself. She had never seen so many bare asses and jiggling titties and dangling cocks at any one time in her life. Her excitement showed as she made her way among the twisted, panting bodies.
The farm girl found a seat on the floor and began to watch the movie that played on the wall. She didn't see her cousins anywhere, but she knew they were somewhere among the naked bodies. She drew her knees up to her tits and wondered if she should introduce herself.
She didn't have to. Within seconds a tall, smooth-chested youth sat down beside her. He was totally naked, and Bobbie Joe's eyes feasted on his long, hard cock.
"My name's Al," he said. "What's yours?"
Bobbie Joe told him. Thou she glanced back up at the movie. A woman was on her knees, surrounded by three naked men. They were taking turns shoving their cocks into her mouth. She seemed to be enjoying it.
"You like movies like that?" he asked, placing his hand on her thigh.
She told him that she did, although she had never before seen such a movie. She thought he was a good-looking kid, and she welcomed the company, even if he was a bit bold. Or perhaps it was because of his boldness that she liked him.
"Hey," he said after she answered his question. "You've got a funny accent. You're not from around here, are you?"
"No, I'm from the country."
"Oh, a farm girl, huh? Well, you've sure got a nice body. But I thought all you farm girls wore jeans or big wide dresses. Where did you get a sexy little number like that?"
Bobbie Joe glanced down at her dress, and said: "What, this little old thing? I just picked it up at a little store at the bus station. I bought it especially for the city. Do you like it?" She turned towards him.
"Sure!" He ran his hand down her thigh until her dress slid over his fingers. "But I like what's under it better."
Bobbie Joe smiled then took a quick look around the room. Everyone was either groaning or gasping or panting, the bedsprings creaking noisily. Wet sucking noises and squishing noises filled the air. She looked back at the youth, and said: "Then why don't you remove my dress and get a better look?"
Bobbie Joe raised her arms as her dress was pulled over her head. It was flung aside, along with her shoes. She faced the man on her knees, with her big tits jutting out.
"Damn!" he said, reaching out and cupping both.
"I take it you like my big titties. Well, that's good because I like your big cock. And I love to fuck!"
"You're like a dream come true, baby. You put all these other girls to shame! C'mon, let's get you out of these panties. Shit I see you've got a big ass too!"
Bobbie Joe was soon naked. Al pushed her back on the carpet and looked down on her naked body, admiring her. With a giggle she spread her legs wide and rubbed her pussy.
Al covered her with his smooth, youthful body, mashing her into the soft carpet. The two kissed and fondled one another as loud sighs escaped her lips.
"Ummm!" moaned Bobbie Joe, her fingers gliding up and down the boy's hard prick. "You cock is so big! And hot!"
"Not as hot as your pussy, Bobbie Joe. I think I'll finger-fuck you and suck you for a while."
While he caressed the farm girl's flat stomach with one hand, Al fingered her little pussy with the other. He massaged the soft, velvety pussy lips, his fingers sliding up and down their length, running through the silky pussy hairs. Her pussy was like a hot muffin – steaming and sweet smelling.
Al moved his hand in circles, fondling and pinching the delicate pussy mound. The soft folds of her pussy lips slipped through his gentle fingers. He stretched her membranes out of shape then watched as they contracted back into place.
"Eeeee!" squealed Bobbie Joe, writhing beneath him. "It feels so damn good!"
Al's fingers penetrated her pussy crack again and again. He spread fire throughout her pussy. As her legs opened wider, he seized her clit between his thumb and forefinger and rolled it around, holding it tight in spite of her bucking.
When her juices began to ooze Al explored her pussy hole. He stuck his finger into the hole up to the second knuckle and then wriggled it around for a while before pulling it out. After a few minutes of this, her pussy was very wet.
"Oooooooh!" squealed Bobbie Joe, her plump ass bouncing up and down.
The squishing noises in her cunt told him that she was ready for more vigorous play. He took his middle finger and plunged it deep into the farm girl's hot cunt hole. His knuckles rested on her pussy lips for a second and the heat seemed to rise up into his hand. Shuddering, he began to poke his finger in and out of her tight pussy.
"Oh, yeesss!" she moaned. "I like to be fucked! Do it harder, Al. It feels so good!"
Bobbie Joe spread her legs far apart and began to rub her own clit.
"That's enough of that," he said at last. He yanked his finger out of her hungry clit with a loud pop. Then he crawled down her body nestled between her wide-spread legs. "I'm going to eat your wet pussy for a while. It looks tasty!"
Al immediately stuck his tongue into the farm girl's hot fuck hole and tasted her sweet pussy meat. He lay on his belly and stretched her thighs wide with his hands.
At first he snaked his tongue into the hot pussy hole, licking her pussy walls. A thin stream of pussy juice ran down his tongue into his mouth and he gulped it down. He reamed her cunt took his eagerness stretching it wide. Her whining made him smile inwardly.
"Eeeee!" squealed Bobbie Joe, lifting her. "Ohhhh! You're making me burn!"
Bobbie Joe rotated her pussy as the boy's tongue slithered in and out of her cunt. It delved deep, setting fire to her pussy walls. Filled with lust, she reached down and grabbed hold of the boy's head, holding it tight against her cunt.
Al, his nose and chin covered with pussy juice, withdrew his tongue and began to lick her pussy lips. He licked them hard, his rough tongue stretching them apart and pulling at her cunt hairs. His change of tactics didn't seem to lessen her pleasures, she was still bouncing and writhing and gasping.
"Yeeesssss!" cried the farm girl, shaking her head and rubbing her plump titties. "So fucking good!"
Al began to nip at the girl's pussy meat. He seized the fleshy membranes between his teeth and stretched them. They were like rubber in his mouth and he felt their heat and tasted their juices.
When Bobbie Joe bucked hard in response, Al began to lick the pulsating membranes. His rough tongue unfolded them and cleaned them of juices. In no time her membranes glistened with his spit.
"Ooooooh!" She sank her nails into her tits and arched her back as blasts of heat rocked her senses.
Al then bit down on her clit and rolled it around between his teeth. This made the girl scream loudly and flail her legs high in the air. Bobbie Joe was on fire and her cunt was throbbing.
"Fuck me," she said, groaning. "Give me your cock!"
Hot and ready to fuck, Al lifted his head and squirmed up her body. He reached her head and grabbed hold of her asscheeks, lifting her pussy to his cock. He could feel it quivering as he poked his prickhead in between her wide-spread cunt lips.
The farm girl, her big tits flattened by the youth's smooth chest, held onto his shoulders and circled her legs around his back. His intruding bulb made her gasp, and she wriggled enticingly beneath him. As he nibbled on her earlobe, she turned her head sideways and closed her eyes.
"Mmmmm! Your cock is very hard. I think I'm going to get the slit fucked out of me."
"Damn right you are, you country bitch!" Al held her ass tight and worked his cock into her pussy.
Bobbie Joe tried to relax as the swollen cock bulb entered her wet cunt hole. Her dripping juices oiled the cock's path and it slipped in without too much trouble. She felt her membranes parting and stretching to make way for the big prick and before long it tilled her cunt hole completely.
"Uuungh!" she groaned, arching her back. "Yeesss! Shove it in me! Fuck me hard!"
Sinking his nails into her luscious ass, Al began to put his oversized cock in and out of her tight pussy hole. He lifted his ass and then slammed it down hard, repeating this several times. Each thrust speared her young pussy, stretching it wide, and she gasped and moaned her approval.
"Aaagh!" moaned Al. Her clinging pussy membranes were burning his cockshaft as waves of heat racked his nuts.
The youth's thrusting cock scraped against her clit again and again and Bobbie Joe was filled with steady bursts of blissful heat. The big cock jarred her pussy so hard she could almost taste it in her mouth. As spit bubbled between her lips, she began to buck up into him.
"Aaagh!" she groaned. The cock was wedged tight in her pussy hole, threatening to split her open.
His nuts slammed noisily against her cunt lips. As Al tried to tame her, he plowed into her cunt fiercely, each thrust jarring her titties and rattling her teeth. He heard her juices squishing as he churned them into butter. He knew that even now froth was forming on his cockshaft.
"Ohhhhh!" he moaned, his eyes shut tight. "Your pussy is so damn hot! I'm burning!"
When his balls began to ache from the terrific pounding, he started to grind his big cock into her cunt hole. His hips moved slowly in circles and his rotating cock speared and stretched every corner of her cunt hole. He pummeled, her clinging cuntal membranes while his weight mashed her into the carpet.
Feeling his massive cock moving around and around her pussy hole, Bobbie Joe began to rotate her own hips. She moved in unison with the boy and their sweaty bodies ground together passionately, the friction filling them both with mind-blowing bliss. Bobbie Joe was forced to sink her teeth into the boy's hard shoulder to keep from screaming.
"Mpgh!" he groaned.
"Uuungh! Obhhh!" moaned Bobbie Joe.
Soon Al's passion soared and he was no longer content to just grind his cock into her yielding cunt. With lust in his eyes, he pushed the farm girl's long legs back to her shoulders and began to pulverize her widely exposed pussy with vicious thrusts of his cock. His nails sank into her thighs as he held her legs back and fucked the hell out of her.
Bobbie Joe, feeling his passion, began to howl and groan. His balls slapped loudly against her cunt lips and inner thighs as his prick plowed into her cunt walls from different directions. She was split wide and very vulnerable and her juices were rising fast.
"Ohhhh!" howled Bobbie Joe. "I can't take any more! My pussy is on fire!" She shook her head back and forth, and dug her fingers into her tits. Her long blonde hair flew every which way.
"I'm on fire too!" shouted Al, his ass rising and falling between her open legs. "Uuungh!"
Bobbie Joe felt the sting of his pounding cock and she tried to buck up to meet it. Her pussy juices were boiling, and sweat covered her body. Spit ran from the corners of her mouth. She knew she was going to come, and she howled happily.
Al slammed his cock deep again and again, intent on shooting his cum into the farm girl's open cunt hole. His cum was about to explode and he knew it. Grunting loudly, he fucked her with all his might, ignoring the pain in his balls.
"Oh, shit! Shit! Shiiiiiitt!!" howled Bobbie Joe. Her body jerked and trembled as her pussy erupted over the boy's cock. Gripped by orgasmic spasms, she drooled deliriously while her juices oozed from her cunt and ran down her thighs.
"I'm coming too!" shouted Al. "Uuungh! Aaagh!"
As his cock shot deep into her cunt, it exploded, filling her fuck hole with streams of hot cum. His cum mixed with hers and made her pussy even hotter and juicier than it already was. He howled and his cock continued to spurt, blasting her pussy walls with more thick jism.
By the time his cock had emptied its load, his balls were covered with cum, as were his cock hairs, belly and thighs. With a limp cock, he rolled off her and stared at the ceiling. Bobbie Joe immediately put her hand to her sopping pussy and smeared the hot cum all around.
The girl lay still on the carpet for several minutes, gazing at the movie on the wall. All around her were shadows of other naked people, fondling and fucking one another. In fact, the whole motel room smelled of cunt and cock.
Another woman had now entered the movie, and was busy eating the first woman's pussy. Bobbie Joe rubbed her pussy as she watched, wondering if Al intended to fuck her again. She was still horny.
After a few more minutes Al rose to his feet and pulled Bobbie Joe to her knees. She smiled, glad that he was ready for more action. She wondered what, it would be this time.
With both hands on her checks, Al stepped in front of her and guided her mouth to his hard again cock. Bobbie Joe, with her ass jutting out behind her and her tits jutting out in front, eagerly opened her mouth and leaned forward.