The gymnasium had been decorated beautifully for prom night but Sherry was having trouble paying attention to any of the decorations. She knew that Jim was also having trouble. They were both thinking about what had happened, about what they had just seen.
Ginger and James had no idea that they had been watched. They probably wouldn't have cared if they had known. They were so much in love.
Sherry was shocked, however, by her friend's actions. She had always thought that Ginger was a virgin. Ginger had never talked about doing anything like that and it caused new feelings in Sherry that she didn't understand.
"Let's dance," Jim had said.
She had agreed but she suddenly realized that Jim had only wanted to be close to her, to feel her body crushed against his. He was not dancing so much as rubbing her body against his. She knew how excited he was because she could feel him trembling.
"I think we'd better get some punch," Sherry said.
"I don't think punch is going to help me," Jim said. "Hot damn, Sherry. Have you ever seen anything like that?"
"No," Sherry answered.
Jim got the punch and they sat down by themselves over in a dark corner. They watched the others dance for a while but both of them were thinking the same thoughts.
Sherry kept remembering the look on Ginger's face. Ginger had looked like she was having the best time in her life. Sherry's mother had always told her that sex was not that great. Sherry thought she would enjoy it but not as Ginger was enjoying it. Ginger was practically acting like an animal.
"I need some fresh air," Jim said.
"Let's walk outside," Sherry agreed.
This was the senior prom and nobody was going to stop them from walking on the senior court. It was a nice evening outside, but a tad cool and Sherry shivered a little. Jim took that opportunity to put his arm around her. His hand moved down her front and came close to the creamy curve of one tit.
"You'd better watch out," Sherry warned.
"I don't think I've ever been this hot," Jim said. "I don't think I've ever felt like this."
"Just calm yourself," Sherry said.
"Didn't it even excite you? Watching that?"
"Of course it excited me a little," Sherry said. "I'm human, you know. But you don't have to keep talking about it."
Jim put his arm around her a little more tightly, his hand moving down her body. She wanted to stop him, she really did, but his fingertips were already stroking the tops of her creamy tits. There was a burning sensation in her belly and she wanted to move away but she didn't.
"Kiss me," Jim said.
She turned her head toward him and kissed his mouth. She felt his tongue pushing between her lips. She kept her mouth tightly closed for a few moments but then she gave it up. She opened her mouth slowly and his tongue went deep into her.
She heard a muffled giggle over in the corner and then there was the loud sound of a slap. Somehow even that seemed exciting, and Sherry found herself being pushed down onto a cold concrete bench.
"Oh, baby," Jim groaned. "You really turn me on. You make me hot all over!"
Jim's hand was moving down slowly. Jim had gotten her blouse unbuttoned before but she had always had a bra on and he had never gotten his hand inside it. This time she realized he would have his hand on her bare titty but somehow she didn't have the strength to stop him.
"You shouldn't, Jim," she whispered.
His hand moved inside the top of her gown and his hand cupped her rounded tit. His fingers moved across her nipple and made her tremble. She knew exactly what he was doing as he started to lift one of her creamy tits out of her gown. She looked down at herself as the gown fell away. Her creamy tit was poking out and she could see his hard brown fingers caressing her titty-flesh.
"We shouldn't be doing this," she moaned.
"I'm sorry, baby," Jim said. "I'm so damn hot. I've just got to play with them a little."
He was playing with her titty a lot. His fingers kept brushing back and forth along her burning titty-flesh and his fingers seemed to be causing desire to flow down in her belly.
She put her hand over his. She wanted to pull his hand away but somehow she couldn't. She found herself pressing his hand tighter against her titty.
He was kissing her again and this time she started moving her tongue frantically against his. Something in the back of her head kept telling her that she was about to lose control but she ignored the warning. She had never been on such dangerous ground before.
His hand moved over to her other titty. Somehow he was working her gown down to her waist. Now she really was in trouble. There was no way she could cover up in time if someone came along, and yet she still couldn't stop him.
"Oh, please don't do this," she said.
She had known that Jim would ignore her. He had not gone this far with her before and he wasn't about to stop now.
"You're so fucking beautiful," Jim groaned. "Your tits are so fucking beautiful. I can't get enough of you."
She knew she should somehow stop him but she couldn't. She had one hand on his head as he moved down her form. His lips touched above one titty and she knew what was going to happen as she felt his hot breath blowing against her tits.
"Oh, Jim," she moaned.
His lips moved down a little more. His breath blew against one of her already rigid nipples and she squirmed a little on the hard seat. She wanted to run away from the feelings she was having but she couldn't.
Jim's mouth opened. His lips touched her nipples gently and then he sucked her nipple into his mouth. He held it inside his mouth for a few moments and then he started sucking it deeper.
"Jim, don't," she moaned. "Don't please."
But Jim wasn't listening and she no longer really wanted him to stop. His hungry mouth kept licking and sucking at her titty. He moved his hungry mouth to the other titty and his teeth nipped at her gently. His tongue licked across her nipple and then he was sucking even harder at her titty-flesh.
He seemed to be getting almost all of her titty inside his mouth. He was chewing and nibbling on her titty-flesh until she was squirming with pleasure.
"I've never felt anything like that," she moaned. "Not in my life. That feels so good!"
She was telling him the truth. His lips made her shiver all over and she could feel wet saliva dripping down on her belly. She put both hands behind his head and pulled him closer. His teeth nipped gently at her flesh and then he pulled his head away. He couldn't seem to get enough of looking at them.
His hand fell to her knee. He wasn't going to be able to pull her gown up but he could put his hand where she had never allowed it before. He moved his hand up to her thighs and then a little more until he was actually rubbing between her legs!
"Don't do that, Jim," she whispered.
He was licking her titties again and rubbing her pussy with one hand. She had played with her cunt before. She wouldn't have ever admitted it to anyone but there had been times when her pussy had gotten really hot and she'd had to do something.
This was one of those times and his hand was making her hurt from desire. She found herself lifting her ass up to press closer against his stroking fingers.
"I've never felt like this before," she said.
"Neither have I, baby," Jim assured her.
She knew it had a lot to do with what she had seen Ginger doing. Ginger had been fucked. She was no virgin after all the talking the two girls had done together. Ginger hadn't told her the truth and now Sherry was confused about how she felt about things.
"Let me pull your gown up," Jim asked. "Let me pull it up to your waist."
"No," she said.
"Come on, baby," Jim pleaded.
"I'm not Ginger."
"I know you're not. I just want to play a little."
Jim's mouth was back at her titty. He was opening it wide and sucking at her titty-flesh and she couldn't seem to find the strength to stop him. His hand moved down to the hem of her gown and she knew what he was doing. He was slowly pulling up her gown and she told him no, but he was doing it anyway.
"Stop, Jim," she said, but her voice lacked conviction.
He had her gown up to her knees and he didn't have to pull it up any further. His hand could slip inside now and he touched between her thighs, his fingertips stroking her. She closed her thighs together but she knew it wasn't going to do any good.
"You taste so good, baby," he said. "You taste really good. I love sucking your titties." He opened his mouth wider, trying to get all of her titty inside his mouth. She relaxed a moment and his hand seemed to drive for the target. He had his hand between her legs and he was rubbing her pussy.
"You shouldn't do that," she moaned. "Oh damn, you shouldn't do that, Jim!"
His hand moved around her panties. She knew what he was trying to do and she started to squirm. She was scared of what might happen if someone should find them. She would be marked for life!
His fingers got around to where he wanted them to go. He was gently stroking her pussy and his fingertips seemed to be made of fire. She had played with herself before but it had never been like this. He gently pushed one finger into her virgin pussy and started moving it around.
"Oh, you shouldn't be doing that," she moaned.
"Don't you like it, honey?"
She did like it, she liked it too much. Still, she might have been able to stop him if he hadn't pushed that other finger into her pussy and let his fingertips brush against her clitty. Her hard bud seemed to throb as his fingers brushed them.
"Oh, Jim," she moaned. "I don't know what's wrong with me. I've never felt like this before!"
Jim started sucking at her titty. His mouth made the same wet noises that James' mouth had made on Ginger's titties. Sherry knew it had gone too far for her to stop him. She closed her eyes and gave in to the delicious pleasure feelings.
She stopped thinking about anyone walking by. All she could think of was how sweet he was making her feel. His fingers kept moving in and out of her sweet pussy gently. It was almost like he knew where to touch her that would excite her the most.
"I love it," she moaned. "I know it isn't right, but I really do love it!"
Jim rammed another finger into her cunt. He wasn't being as gentle as before. Now his fingers started moving in and out of her pussy very quickly. She felt wet and she could hear her pussy making wet little sounds and it shocked her. She wanted him to stop. She was sure someone could hear it even down the walkway.
"I love your body, baby," Jim said. "I think you're so sexy. I think you're the best looking thing that ever came along."
His words turned her on even more. He was bending down to suck her titties again. His fingers worked in and out of her cunt and she knew it was happening to her. She didn't want to fight against it, even though she was ashamed of herself. It felt so good. Her body was slowly building up a fierce heat.
"Oh, Jim," she moaned. "Oh, that does feel good. I can't control myself. I can't."
She knew she would look lewd to anyone who came along. She probably looked obscene to Jim. She was in her prom dress and it was gathered at her waist while Jim sucked at her tits and drove his fingers into her pussy. It was a crazy thing to be doing.
"Oh damn," she said. "It's going to happen to me. Oh, Jim, it feels good. It feels so fucking good. I'm going to come, Jim. I'm going to come. Oh shiiiit!"
Even Jim was surprised by the quick way she started jumping around on her seat and the sudden rush of wet juices that soaked his fingers. Her body twisted with pleasure for a few moments. Then she sighed as the last pleasure spasm went through her and she relaxed. Immediately her good sense took over as she remembered where she was and what she looked like. She started trying to cover herself up.
"Don't do that, baby," Jim said. "Don't try to get away!"
Jim kept pushing her hands away as she tried to cover herself. She was ashamed of what had happened, sick at herself and how she had allowed herself to lose control with Jim – and right in the middle of the senior court! It was disgusting.
"Take your hands away," she said.
She was trying to pull her gown up but Jim kept pulling it back down. His hands kept grasping her titties, his fingers rubbing back and forth across her still aching tits.
"Come on, baby," Jim said. "You can't leave me like this."
"What do you mean?" she asked.
"I'm so hot. I need to get my rocks off. I need it bad. Couldn't you just play with my cock or something like I did you? We don't have to fuck."
"I'm not going to do anything," she said.
Jim kissed her mouth again and she could sense his hunger. She felt sorry for him. She had not meant for him to get this excited but now she could see that she couldn't just walk away from him.
"What do you want me to do?" she asked.
"Let me have your hand," he told her.
She gave him her hand, both afraid and excited as he brought her fingers to his crotch.
She jumped a little as she touched the hard cock in his trousers. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Closing her eyes made her see James' hard cock and she quickly opened them again.
"It feels so hard," she said.
"It is so hard, baby," he told her. "Take it out. Take it out and play with it. Make me come, baby. I need it so bad."
"I've never done anything like that before," she said.
"Do it for me," he said.
Sherry was still afraid but she knew she was going to do it. She wanted to do it for him. Sherry's panties were sopping wet as she ran her fingers up and down his rock-hard prick. It was making her nervous as his prick jumped in her fingers. She took a deep breath as she pulled down his zipper as far as it would go. She slipped her hand into his trousers and felt his massive prick bulging inside his underwear. His shorts felt sticky. She wanted to draw her fingers away but she didn't.
She grabbed the elastic band and pulled the shorts away from his swollen prick. Then she slowly pulled his prick out of his trousers. She wrapped her fingers around it and looked at the bulging cockhead carefully.
She had seen James' stiff cock but it had been from far away. This was the first cock she had ever seen up close. His prick was red and swollen and it twitched against her fingers. She could see the bulging blue veins all over his prick.
"Rub it, baby," he groaned. "Rub it for me. Rub it hard. Oh shit, your hand feels good!"
She couldn't stop looking at his big cock. It was frightening. She closed her hand around his swollen prick and started moving her hand up and down. Her fingers were suddenly slippery with his leaking jism but she kept moving her hand, her heart hammering in her throat.
"Would you lick it for me, baby?" he asked. "Just lick it a little. That's all I want."
"I couldn't," she said.
"Please," he said.
She couldn't refuse. There was a throbbing inside her belly. She bent her head. What was she doing? She could be branded a sick woman for this. Yet, she couldn't help it. She stuck her tongue out as far as it would go and she barely touched the tip of his bloated cockhead.
"Mother fucking shit!" he yelled. "Mother fucking shit! I'm coming. Oh fuuuuck!"
She tried to move back but she wasn't fast enough. His prick suddenly exploded in a flood of thick white cum. His cum spattered on her face and on the fringe of her green dress. She jerked back a little more. She had cum on her face! She just couldn't believe what had happened to her.
"I'm sorry, baby," he said. "I'm sorry. I just lost control. I couldn't help it!"
He was trying to wipe her off with his hand when they both suddenly realized that they were not alone. There was someone standing near them. Sherry looked up in alarm. It was a rough-looking young man and he was laughing at them.
"Who are you?" Jim asked. "What do you want?"
"I don't want you, mother fucker," the young man said. "I came for your girlfriend."
The young man reached down and grabbed Sherry by one arm. He was dragging her up off the bench and Jim jumped up to help. The young man moved very quickly. He caught Jim with a brutal punch in the stomach.
Sherry clawed the young man's face and broke free. Immediately she was confronted by another man. Jim was trying to regain his breath. The other man took a knife out and placed it at Jim's throat.
"Be still, cunt," he said. "Or your boyfriend gets his throat cut."
"Put your arms in back of you!" the young man said.
She put her arms behind her and her hands were roughly tied. She was pushed ahead of the young man and she began walking toward the back entrance to the senior court.