The rumor that Alice was an easy lay spread through high school, though not as quickly or in quite the way Alice had imagined. She was still treated coolly at school. The early-morning swimming exhausted her and left Alice feeling like a zombie for most of the morning.
Her father was drinking more than usual and he was acting strangely. He kept calling her Darlene and Alice had to correct him. Not that it made a difference to her father. Alice no longer used the bathroom in the morning unless the door was wide open and she could see inside. Most of the time the door was closed and once when she put her ear next to the wood, Alice heard the long, plaintive moaning of her father followed by the slapping of flesh.
Actually, Alice was not fully aware of her new status in school as an "easy lay" until a very freakish incident occurred a week before the nationals. Alice had finished swimming that morning and was waiting for the bus to drop her off near school when a convertible screeched to a halt at the bus station. Alice recognized the driver Nick Adams, a football player known for his physical toughness on the gridiron and his awesome prowess in street fights of which there were one or two a week.
He also had a reputation as a womanizer in general and as a beast with the cheerleaders in particular. Alice was apprehensive about accepting a ride from Adams. At the same time, she felt drawn toward him in a mysterious way. Why had Adams stopped to give her, Alice Dilly a ride anywhere. Unless Jennifer's incessant gossiping had finally filtered through the ranks to the football players. It seemed doubtful, however. In the days gone by, she had heard not a word, received not one indication. Perhaps, it's my new coat and pants, she thought admiring her outfit.
"Where to, sweetheart?" Adams asked, grinning wolfishly.
"To school," she answered calmly. Alice got in the shotgun seat and closed the door. The tape deck was wailing as she reclined in the rolled-and-tucked leather interior. It was nice sitting in an open car. Adams didn't seem to be the unpleasant type, she thought. And he was not bad-looking.
"Nice day," he ventured, gunning the engine. A smile crept across his broad, bony face as he lifted a cold beer from the cooler in the back seat and offered one to Alice. "How 'bout a cold one before class. After all the swimming, you must need a little pick-me-up."
Against her better judgment, Alice accepted. The metal can was cold against her fingers and snapping the top open proved a mistake for beer spilled all over her clothes, wetting her crotch.
Adams watched intently, taking a long pull from his beer. It was laced with bourbon which made him loose and aggressive. He had heard stories about Alice in the locker-room and though he had never paid her much attention before he did now. Half-looped on the booze, his cock was getting hard and Alice, having accepted his beer looked like just the candidate to relieve him of that problem. He felt the familiar stirring of his cock inside his pants and decided to try a few tricks on the girl who sat beside him.
Alice took several quick gulps. A tingly sensation swept through her braless tits like little warning buzzers. She felt the wet spot in her pants settled against her cunt and she squirmed, the stain feeling very unpleasant.
"This is a nice car," she said as the convertible rocketed down the road. Adams was driving like a mad man weaving in and out of traffic. At H Street a car cut in front of him and he swerved, nearly hitting an old lady trying to get across the intersection.
"Stupid asshole," he yelled out at the old woman who shook her cane at him.
"Hey, you missed the turnoff," Alice said, pointing to Cedar Street, which led past the high school. But there was no stopping Nick Adams. The booze had spread a nice, warm glow through his body.
"Oh, stop!" screamed Alice. "I'll be late for class." But her voice was drowned out by the wind screaming through the open car.
"Some car, huh?" Adams shouted. He enjoyed every minute of her terror. It stimulated him, made his cock scream for satisfaction and this was one sure way of getting it. "I can drive like this all day."
To emphasize the point, Adams swung the car violently to the right, passing the surprised occupants of a blue Dodge on the narrow emergency lane.
"Oh, no you kill us both!" shouted Alice, sure now that Adams was insane and that he was bent on completing a suicide pact. She snapped her eyes shut waiting for the explosion as the convertible went smashing into a cement abutment or into another car. The car hurtled down the freeway at well over a hundred miles an hour, pinning Alice to the front seat. Beer dribbled down her blouse, wetting her pants. Next to her Adams was laughing like a wild man, his voice screeching above the din of the racing automobile. He drained the beer can and flipped it out on the road where it skipped crazily along the cement. He was drunk. Roaring, wildly drunk and his heart raced with his tire-screeching car.
He spotted an exit ramp and swerved the car in front of the Volkswagen whose startled driver nearly threw up in the front seat, and went flying down the ramp.
"Oh, God, no my God!" screamed Alice, glad to be alive. She pulled her fingers from her eyes and saw they were in a part of town that Alice was unfamiliar with. There were several smart homes set way back from the curbs hidden partially by large, bushy trees. A small park spread out before them, a quiet place with elm trees sprang up everywhere. Only the chirping of birds broke the silence of their blissful surroundings.
It's very nice, thought Alice.
Adams thought it was nice too, not that it mattered. He lunged at her suddenly and clamped his mouth over her lips. He forced her mouth open and plunged his tongue into her soft void. It was the first tongue Alice had ever tasted and it was warm and sticky and stimulating. She felt Adams' arms snake up her miniskirt and wiggle into her panties. Her thighs snapped open by instinct and she felt the violent thrust of something at the base of her crotch. "Oh!" she managed to gasp as his finger found the parted slit of her cunt. Drunk as he was, Adams had not forgotten how to work a girl's crack into a state of excitement.
"Here, baby, groove on this," he shouted. His finger touched her clit. Unlike her mound which was soft and smallish, her clitoris was fat and long as a pencil eraser. When he stroked his finger back and forth, Alice screamed. Electricity shot through her cunt. She bucked her hips against his hand. It was sensational and she was not at all embarrassed at her lack of experience because Adams was doing everything!
"Wonderful, baby," Adams was saying and to prove it, he pulled on her blouse and searched out her small breasts with his tongue. The nipple was like a raised pimple and he licked it greedily teasing the end with raspy surface of his tongue.
"Aaaaiiieeee!" Alice gasped. His teeth were clamping down on her tit Alice felt only the wild, unknown sensations of sex. She was being raped, and that was bad, but she couldn't help herself for the fiery sensation between her legs had ignited her. It felt like a Roman candle was aglow in her cunt, the little fire balls exploding upward into her womb.
Adams ripped open his fly and freed his swollen cock. "Now give me some loving," he snarled. He was ready for a fight and he pulled back his hand, ready to smash her across the face if necessary just to show the pukey bitch that he meant business. "Give me some pleasure, baby. Suck!" The shaft challenged her mouth. Alice felt afraid for the very first time. It was like a wild nightmare that so suddenly came to life. She visualized her father sitting on the toilet seat, his cock hard in the palm of his hand groaning like an animal. Adams thrust his cock towards her open lips. She pressed against him, not sure what to do. Fooling around in her pants was all right, but she was not prepared for his dick. It was long and lanky like a garden hose with a knotty end that gleamed wickedly. Adams jerked the shaft a few times to show he meant business and said, "Into your fucking mouth, baby. In! Suck it!"
The ugly blue veins marred the masculine beauty of his penis. She trembled like a leaf, her excitement turning into an awful dread. A twinge of revulsion shivered down her spine. I can't put that ugly thing inside me, she thought. God, that taste must be awful, simply awful. Adams pulled her close and with a jerk of his cock ended her fears and traumas once and for all. Because he was inside her mouth with a sudden movement of his hips.
The taste was quite pleasing, if somewhat salty. It surprised her that she didn't puke. His dick had seemed so raw and brutal up close, the smell of his anxious sex seemed to drip from the cock just as it dripped from her cunt hole. Adams thrusted in and out of her face, filling her cheeks, raking her lips with his hard shaft. "Baby, suck it! Suck it!" he was saying, pistoning her trembling lips.
His finger fished the soft, warm void of her cooze. So wet and nice, he wanted to push his dick into her slit and leave it in until he came. His blood pumped through his arteries, his tortured nerves screaming for satisfaction. Adams had reached a peak and he drunkenly screamed at her once again to satisfy his sexual passions.
"I can't hold it much longer," he bellowed. "Do it, baby, do it."
Her face came forward, his dick slid in all the way and her wonderful, luscious lips came down on him, wrapping like twin caterpillars around his sex pole.
He jerked and twisted violently causing Alice to suck in her breath as she lunged against him, his glans touching the back of her throat.
"Aaaaiiieee!!" Adams screamed. He bucked his hips off the seat and pushed his inflamed member in as far as he could go. "Suck it! Suck it!!" he said weakly, then exhausted he drained his sperm out into her face.
"Wow!" It was the first word that came to Alice's mind. She screamed and clutched the man's balls, squeezing softly. Sperm flowed thick and hot into her gulping mouth. As she squeezed on his cock more sperm came out. She was gulping and sucking on his spurting tool. Sex had eluded her for so many hears, that when it came she responded surprisingly like she had been fucking and sucking for years.
The viscous fluid caught her square and unable to keep up with his urgent demands, some seed dribbled out her mouth. "Yesss!!" bellowed Adams as he shot jet after jet of sticky semen into her face. His balls jerked in their sac.
She licked and sucked and squeezed his aching nuts until Adams wanted to scream. He had not been prepared for Alice's reaction, just as she had not been prepared for his aggressive lovemaking. He had fucked lots of girls in his seventeen fun-filled years, but nothing came close to the excitement he shared with this fourteen-year-old broach. Boy, could she suck cock! It was sensational! His hand that was buried in her crotch was sopping wet with juice. He pulled out of her pants, and held his fingers under her nose.
"Smell it, sweetheart," he said, truly surprised that a girl who had just been raped, or at least forced to suck him off could enjoy herself so much. He held the fingers under her nostrils and gave her a good whiff. "That's you, baby," he said. "You fucking came."
That was good for a laugh and Adams rolled back his head and laughed until tears streamed down his face. He continued to hunch his cock into Alice's willing mouth. They stayed glued to each other for what seemed hours before he finally pulled out.
"SO that's what sex is all about," said Alice.
Certainly was nothing to be frightened about.