Sally skipped school the next day. It had been Bill's idea. He had been pestering her so much to go off with him that she had finally given in. She knew that all he wanted was to make out with her, but she didn't mind that. She was kind of tired of school, anyway. A change would be nice.
"Where do you want to go?" Bill asked.
"I don't know," Sally said. "Let's go to a movie or something."
She had expected him to take her uptown to one of the nicer theaters. She certainly had not expected him to drive to a worn-down part of town and stop before an old movie house.
"Here? What's playing here?"
"You'll see," he said.
She let him lead her up to the ticket booth. She saw the poster outside and nearly died. It was a porno house. There was a picture of two girls writhing together on a couch.
"This is a dirty movie!" Sally whispered.
"You don't mind, do you?" Bill asked. "The fellows say it's a great movie."
Sally knew that a month ago Bill would have never considered bringing her to a place like this. But things had changed. Sally shrugged her shoulders. She didn't really mind. She had always been curious about porno movies.
The man at the ticket booth looked at them suspiciously.
"You're both over eighteen?"
"Of course," Bill lied.
"Well you don't look it to me," he said.
He gave them their tickets anyway. Sally held Bill's hand as he led her into the dark movie theater. The movie hadn't started yet and they were the only patrons. Bill led her to a seat in the back.
Sally had worn a short skirt and blouse. As soon as she sat down Bill started caressing her knee.
"You're going to like this one," Bill said.
His fingers made Sally shiver with delight. She had been horny since the night before. She looked around. There was no doubt that she was going to allow Bill to fuck her. He wouldn't satisfy her. No man had satisfied her like Duke had, but at least he would help the itch in her pussy.
The movie began. Sally had expected a bad movie, but nothing like she was seeing.
"I didn't think they allowed things like this to be shown."
"It gets better," Bill said, in a worldly manner.
It got better. Sally had never seen so many people fucking and sucking. She was shocked and amazed. She hadn't realized there could be so many ways of doing it. She began to squirm in her seat.
Bill was still playing with her knee. She opened her legs wider and pulled his hand down to her cunt. His hand touched her pussy and sent shivers all over her.
"Play with me, Bill," she whispered.
He started rubbing her through her panties. Sally quickly saw that this wasn't going to be enough. She pulled his hand away.
"Let me, Sally," Bill pleaded.
"I want you to," she said. "I'm hotter than hell. Let me get my panties off."
She lifted her ass and pulled her panties off and stuffed them into her purse, then spread her legs.
"All right," she said. "I'm ready."
His hand went back to her wet crotch. His fingers slipped inside her cunt and began to massage her cunt walls. Sally shivered with delight. The people on the screen were turning her on. She started grinding herself against his fingers.
"Ummmmmm." Sally moaned. "Ummmmm."
His fingers grew bolder and he massaged her clit. She felt her juices flow against his hand. God, was it good. She was experiencing delicious spasms of pleasure.
A girl was sucking cock on the screen. Sally felt her own mouth watering. It was an amazing feeling. She had never before yearned to suck cock.
"Oh God!" Sally moaned. "Oh God!"
She slipped down farther in the chair so that his fingers went deeper into her wet cud. She felt her climax building as she started rubbing her ass against the chair.
"Oh Jesus!" Sally moaned. "Oh Jesus!"
She exploded against his fingers. It was good. Very good. She realized that she had shut her eyes at the last moment. A dreamy feeling went through her.
"Well isn't this nice," someone said.
It was an unfamiliar voice. She opened her eyes and saw a man standing there. She realized that he wore a uniform. Bill groaned and jumped away from her. A cop! Sally's heart sank. Now she was in trouble. Being caught in a porno movie house with her boy friend. The entire town would know about it in a few hours. This was awful.
She saw she could expect no help from Bill. His face had turned white and he looked as if he was going to be sick. The cop pushed a stick into Bill's stomach. Bill said nothing.
Sally realized her cunt was showing. She straightened up quickly and tugged her dress down.
"Aren't you two kind of young to be in here?" the cop asked.
"I'm eighteen," Bill said.
The cop punched Bill in the stomach again with his night stick.
"And how old is the little chickie?"
"Eighteen," Sally admitted.
"You're skipping school today, I bet," the cop said. "Skipping school to come to the porno house. That's a bad thing. A very bad thing. I'm going to have to turn you both in. A terrible thing."
The cop shook his head sadly.
"Please, sir," Bill said. "We haven't done anything wrong."
"Done anything wrong! I catch you with your hand up your girl friend's dress and you say you've done nothing wrong?"
"I was just feeling," Bill said weakly.
"I know what you were doing," the cop said. "That's why I have to turn you in."
"Don't do that," Sally pleaded. "Please don't do that!"
The cop hesitated momentarily.
"Okay," the cop said. "I'll tell you what. Boy, you go outside and wait for me. I'm going to talk to your girl friend about this. We might come to some sort of understanding."
Bill was more than willing to go outside. He was out of his chair in a minute. He left Sally sitting there. The cop shook his head once more.
"You're in a lot of trouble girl," he said.
"I know," Sally said. "I know how much trouble. But you can't tell my parents or turn me in. People will think terrible things about me. They'll call me a whore!"
Sally was really frightened. She could feel her heart pounding and she was on the verge of crying. Never before had she been so afraid of a situation. She knew what would happen to her reputation and she knew how her parents would behave.
"Aren't you?" the cop asked.
Sally didn't understand the question. She looked at him with a puzzled expression.
"Aren't you a whore?" the cop asked. "No," Sally whispered.
"I think you are."
"I'm not," Sally protested.
"What were you doing with that boy?"
"He was just touching me."
"Touching you, hell! He had two fingers up your cunt."
Sally lowered her head.
"He did," the cop said. "Tell me the truth. He had two fingers in your cunt."
"Yes," Sally admitted.
"And his cock has been in your cunt?" the cop asked. "Now tell me the truth."
"Yes," Sally answered him.
"That's what I thought. If you're not a whore then you're the closest thing to one. I think I'm going to have to turn you in."
"Please…" Sally said weakly. "It'll teach you a lesson," the cop said. "Please don't," Sally begged him.
The cop sat down beside her. He put one rough hand on her bare knee. Sally jerked her knee away. He pushed at her knee with his night stick.
"Now don't be that way," he said. "Be friendly or I'll take you in right now."
He put his hand back on her knee. Sally watched in horrified silence as his hand massaged her knee. Higher. He was rubbing at her pubic hairs.
"We could make a deal," the policeman said. "Are you willing to make a deal?"
Sally knew what kind of deal he wanted to make. But she was willing. Anything to keep him from taking her and Bill back to school or to jail. Anything he asked of her.
"What do you want me to do?" Sally asked.
"Just lift up your skirt first," he said.
Sally took the end of her skirt and lifted it above her waist. He looked at her naked pussy. He smacked his lips in appreciation.
"Sweet-looking cunt," he said.
He was rubbing her between her legs. He stopped. He took her hand and placed it on the bulge in his trousers. She could feel the heat from his hot prick.
"You're going to like mine better than those boys," he said.
Sally nodded glumly.
He continued to play with her cunt until Sally felt heat start to rise in her again. He grabbed her by the back of her head and forced her face down to his lap.
"Take it out," he ordered. "Take it out and suck it."
She fumbled with his zipper as she pulled it down. She reached inside and grasped his hot, sweaty prick. Sally felt a surge of desire. She couldn't help it. This was the way she liked to be treated. This was the way that Duke had treated her. She felt weak in his hands.
"Suck it," he commanded.
For the first time in her life Sally opened her mouth and took in a man's cock. He tasted hot and sweaty. She licked him as he directed her and then she took him deep into her throat. She tasted a little of his jism.
"You cunt," the cop said. "You dirty, fucking cunt! You like to suck pricks, don't you? All you cunts like to suck pricks."
Sally's juices were flowing. She was getting more excited each time he opened his mouth. God, it was fantastic! He was wonderful! He was almost as good as Duke had been.
"That's enough," he said.
She pulled her head away from his cock reluctantly. His stiff cock could barely be seen in the dim light but she could see the big red crown.
"Now I'm going to fuck you," he said.
He made her lean across two seats with her cunt high in the air. She felt shamed and humiliated and it was the way he wanted her to feel. She felt his hot hands pushing her asscheeks apart.
"I like that ass," he said. "But I need your cunt just as bad."
He stood in the aisle and pushed his cock against her cunt she felt his huge cockhead rubbing against her cunt. He pushed and his prick went into her all the way. She gasped at the pleasure of his cock.
"How do you like fucking a man, baby?" he asked. He started to pound his cock into her with deep, rapid strokes.
She felt her juices flowing hotly. She loved the feeling of the cock going deep into her cunt. She loved the sound of his balls slapping against her ass.
"Oh God," he moaned. "Oh God."
He reached up and grabbed her titties. She wished he'd taken her clothes off but he had only pulled up her skirt. But he fondled her titties through her blouse and it made her nipples erect.
"You fucking bitch!" he moaned. "You fucking cunt! I'm going to come. I'm going to fill your sweet cunt with my hot cum. Oh fuckkkkkkk youuuuuuu!"
His prick exploded into her cunt with great gobs of sticky cum.
At the last moment he pulled his prick out and let some cum splash against her thighs and the crevice of her buttocks. She felt good. She could have gone another fucking with her cunt up in the air. But he was done.
Sally wanted him to tell her what to do. She wanted him to make her do other things.
But when she turned around she saw his scarred face and that ruined it. He was not like Duke at all. He had wanted her but now he was worried.
"Get out," he said. "Get out of here and don't let me catch you here again."
"You're a bastard!" Sally said.
She saw his face turn pale.
"I've got you by the balls and you know it," Sally said. "You ever bother me again and I'll tell the world that you raped me."
She would have been his willing slave if he'd ordered her. But he had turned out to be less than a man. She stood up and pulled her skirt down.
"You're a pervert," she said.
She left him there with a pained expression on his face. Sally sighed as she went out the door.
Why couldn't men be like Duke? Now he was a real man. She wondered where he was and what he was doing. Sally squeezed her thighs together.
I need you Duke, Sally said to herself.
Bill was outside waiting on her. He looked waffled as hell.
"What happened?" he asked. "What happened? Is he going to take us in?"
"No," Sally said.
"But what happened? How'd you convince him to let us go?"
"I fucked him," Sally said.
She saw the look of surprise and shock on his face. He wasn't sure if he believed her or not. Sally didn't care. She was tired of little boys and weak men. She wanted a man like Duke but she didn't know where to find one.