The boiling jets of the shower stung her, but Carol wanted it that way. She was trying to hurt herself. Trying to wash away the shame and the obscene lust she felt whenever she thought of Doris Abels, the lovely boy and the afternoon they'd spent together.
Isn't he sweet, darling? Look how his hard little prick jerks when I kiss it. Carol shivered despite the heat of the shower when she remembered how Doris had pulled the boy's erect prick to her lips and sweetly kissed it. She tried not to remember how jealous and excited she'd been and how she'd pushed the blonde aside so that she could share the taste of the firm little penis.
"Well, why not?" Carol muttered aloud as she stepped out of the shower and began to roughly towel herself. "Why should I be ashamed, I like boys? I know that now, and Doris knows it. Why shouldn't I have enjoyed him?" Carol believed that. But there was still the feeling of doubt and fear inside of her. What if Davey told someone the dirty little games she and Doris had taught him? The lovely young policewoman shuddered when she imagined what would happen to her if someone found out!
Carol scrubbed the towel against her firm breasts and sighed unhappily when her nipples snapped to attention. It wasn't fair. All her life she had managed to control her feelings and her desires. Now, when she needed that control more than ever, she couldn't find it! She couldn't manage this new, greedy desire that burned in her belly twenty-four hours a day! The beautiful brunette lightly ran her fingertips across the swelling tops of her breasts and the lovely sensation triggered another exciting, lewd memory.
Ohhhh, that's wonderful, boy! Fuck her pretty titties! Yes, go faster, son! Can't you see how much she likes it? The lovely young woman moaned softly and closed her eyes as she remembered how Davey had straddled her chest and worked his hard little cock between her large, pillowy breasts while she held them tight around him. Doris knelt beside them, whispering encouragement to her and then to the boy. Little firecrackers of excitement burst along Carol's nerve endings when she thought of how Davey had moaned and wiggled on her. His dripping little prong slipping between her breasts on a track of Doris' saliva. When it ended, when he cried out, his small pecker squirted his warm baby-cum on her breasts and on her face! The lovely young brunette hugged her burning body tightly as she felt again the spray of the boy's seed hitting her face and setting off a delightful little orgasm!!!
Carol stood in the bedroom, trying to decide what to put on, but she couldn't concentrate. Every time she would loosen her firm grip on her mind a new, lewd memory would slip into her head and torment her. She remembered how the boy had moaned and growled while he poked his little stalk inside of her. How she'd been able to clamp down with her elastic sheath and hold him steady against her pearlhard clitoris. Then she remembered how Doris had knelt before the boy after she'd managed to suck his erection back, and how the older woman had demonstrated the joys of sodomy!!!
"OOOOOO, just thinking about that makes me ache," Carol whimpered and she realized that she couldn't wear any of her tight, form fitting things. The friction would drive her crazy! She had just slipped into a loose, light robe when the doorbell rang.
Don't answer it, pretend you're not here, the little voice of reason pleaded in her mind. But Carol was already moving toward the door and didn't stop. It will be someone sniffing around you, wanting you, the voice warned. You need time to think. You have to work this out before what's happening destroys you! But the graceful young woman's step still didn't falter. She didn't want to stop and think. The warm itching glow between her soft thighs wouldn't let her stop and think!
When the door opened, the light behind her spilled out and hit Jimmy Phillips' face like a spotlight. "Wha… what do you want Jimmy?" Carol's voice was hollow and lifeless as she stared at him.
Before he answered, the slender boy looked around, his voice was low and confidential. "I was downtown a while ago and I heard a couple of cops… policemen, talking about Sergeant Miller and some other guy shagging you up in the park this morning, I… I came by to see if you… needed any help."
The young brunette stared at the boy for a moment. She couldn't speak. All she could do was listen to the agonized scream inside of her poor head! They told! Those two awful men took me up there and made me do all those filthy things, then they told on me!
"Are you okay Miss Davis?" The sound of the boy's concerned voice pulled Carol back to reality. She suddenly realized that the neighbors might see him standing there. The whole police force might know what a slut she was, but her neighbors didn't have to know!
"Please, Jimmy, don't stand out there, come in," Carol managed to whisper as she opened the screen for him. It didn't take a second invitation. The boy slipped through the partly opened screen and stepped out of the way so that she could close the door behind him.
Once they were completely alone, Carol didn't know what to say or do. She couldn't even force herself to look the boy in the eyes! Jimmy's warm hand descended on her shoulder and turned her to face him. "I know some highschool girls who have some rough stories to tell about getting into trouble with Sergeant Miller and having to work their way out. They aren't pretty stories. Did he hurt you?"
How could she tell him where it really hurt? Carol found herself staring at him with tears brimming in her dark eyes. How could she explain the awful damage the two men had done to her inside. How they'd torn her self-respect and her pride into shreds?
"They… hurt me, Jimmy," was all that the lovely young woman could bring herself to say about it. But he seemed to understand. All of the boy's cocky arrogance seemed to be missing and she was touched by his obvious concern for her.
"I was sitting in a car, waiting for a guy when I heard them talking," the tall boy whispered, inching a little closer to her. "I didn't dare let the cops that were talking know that I was listening and I had to hear all of it. I… guess it sorta turned me on, in a weird sort of a way." The boy's honest admission struck a chord inside of her and Carol felt her tense muscles relax a little.
"Did it turn you on, Jimmy? Did hearing about the mean things that they did to me make you feel hard and ready?" Carol felt like a drug addict. She shouldn't be talking about things like this with the boy. She should be sick knowing how many people knew what had happened. But she just couldn't stop her tongue, couldn't control the fresh coating of lubricating juice that began to seep out of her.
Jim looked at her strangely. Then a faint ghost of his sly smile curved his lips as he slowly nodded. The hand on her shoulder slipped down to her elbow and pulled her up against him. "I almost had to pull my cock out and jack off when they talked about how you yelled and exploded when they double fucked you. That was the wildest thing that I've ever heard about." The homely boy grinned again as he pressed up against her. "It gives me a hard-on just talking about it now. I used to know a lady who liked it like that. She's the one who taught me all about tailgating and stuff like that."
Carol knew that she should be offended by the way that he was talking, but she wasn't. Her only reaction was to dart a quick glance down between them. She was looking for signs of the erection he'd just told her about!
"Jimmy… I… need help, I feel so alone now. Can you stay with me for a while, please?" She was a shameless whore! She knew what the boy was thinking and he was right. She wanted him. Despite the shame and the worry, despite the pain of her torn body, she wanted his long, young cock. She was willing to say anything to keep him there with her.
"Sure I'll stay, Miss Davis… I sorta hoped you would want me to." The boy's grip tightened on her arm and a small whimper escaped her as her swollen breasts pressed firmly against his chest. "When they were talking about you I could almost see you. I could almost feel your smooth skin and I damn near bit through my lip keeping quiet!"
The boy's free hand pulled her robe apart. Carol stood meek and quiet, letting him touch her fevered body. Letting him look down and excite himself even more by staring at her nakedness. This was what she wanted. No matter how hard she tried to deny it, being here with this excited young boy was what she had to have! Nothing held her back now. No false pride or moral reservations stood between her and the need that gnawed at her!
"Ohhhh, Jimmy, you have such talented hands. I love it when you touch me there. Oooooo!!! Yes, right there!" The beautiful young woman's knees shook as the boy's finger lightly flicked back and forth over her hard clit and she had to put a hand on his shoulder to steady herself. "Do you like being with me, Jimmy? Does it turn you on to finger me and make me all hot and wet like this?" Carol sighed when the boy's whole body shook in response. That was all the answer she needed.
"Isn't this nice, honey? You wouldn't tell anyone about me would you? You wouldn't ruin it so that we couldn't be together like this. I know you wouldn't do that to us." Carol was babbling and she knew it. She was only talking to steady herself while her shaking fingers slipped down and opened the bulging fly of his trousers!
"Ahhhhh, I love to hold your long, lovely cock, Jimmy," Carol whispered in his ear as she encircled his upright flesh with her thumb and forefinger. "It makes me feel happy to play with you and make you feel good, honey." She moaned as Jimmy's rude fingers twirled and twisted in her dripping slot. His forefinger worked deep in the throat of her soaking pussy, pulling her up on her tiptoes as he worked it in and out of her.
"Ohh Christ, Miss Davis! Stop jacking me off or I'll shoot all over you right now!" Carol shivered in a delighted reaction when she imagined his hot, thick cum squirting against her belly and down over her thighs. But she stopped. She didn't want him to cum. Not yet. Not until she was ready!!!
The pretty policewoman shamelessly shrugged out of her robe and then helped the boy out of his clothes. They still stood in the middle of the room, but her need was too great to waste time by taking him into her bedroom. She had to have him here and now!!!
The moment that Jimmy was naked, Carol's arms slipped around him and they clinched. She muttered and sighed as she rubbed her rounded belly against his long, hard cock. Jimmy's fingers worked down over the silky cheeks of her buttocks. Carol whimpered as he spread them wide and pressed a fingertip against the stretched anal opening. She was frightened when she heard some of the boy's usual arrogance when he began to whisper.
"Do you like it when I touch you there? Don't be shy, Miss Davis. Tell me what it was like when they fucked you in the ass." The finger dug deeper and, in spite of the pain, Carol felt a strange, twisted pleasure radiating out from her quivering rectum! The lovely brunette's plump mound molded itself against Jimmy's prick, she placed her feet farther apart so that the round shaft could lay between her swollen, dripping labia.
"Unnnggghhh, ohhh, darling, be careful. I love it, but I'm still so sore." Jimmy must have heard, but he didn't stop. Carol gasped as the finger pressed even deeper. Carol tried to stop herself but the perverted excitement boiled in her, forcing the words he wanted to hear out of her throat like live steam! "Uggghhh! Ohoooo, yes, darling. I love it when you touch me there!" Carol moaned and wiggled her shapely bottom as the finger forced her to go on. "It was terrible, darling. One huge cock jammed in my pussy, then the other one, pressing into me so hard. Just like your lovely finger is doing now, spreading me wide open!"
Jimmy's lean body began to vibrate and Carol needed him so badly that she almost screamed! The tall boy's muscles tensed and the lovely young woman felt herself being pushed backward until her heels bumped into something. It was the large bean bag chair that sat beside the coffee table! She was helpless. The lovely brunette made no attempt to stop him as Jimmy turned her around and forced her down on her knees before the chair.
"Jimmy? Are you…?" She didn't have the nerve to finish the question, to put it into words. Besides, she could see her answer in the determined look on his lean face, see it in his snapping eyes. "All right, darling," Carol whispered in a shaking voice. "Anything you want you can do. Anything, Jimmy!!!" The beautiful woman whimpered as strong, impatient hands pushed her face down on the yielding surface of the cushion chair. She felt the tiny plastic beads inside mold together under her as she was pushed forward and Jimmy Phillips knelt behind her.
Carol could hear the boy's excited breathing and moaned in anticipation as the wet muzzle of his long probe searched between her parted cheeks. "Ohhhh, please honey," the lovely woman moaned. "Use something, I'm too dry in there. You're supposed to use something to help!" There was a rustling sound behind her and Carol heard the boy's footsteps fade. She lay where he left her, making no effort to escape. She knew what she must look like, laying spread over the bean bag, her legs parted wide and the mental image fired a new, disgusting lust in her and she knew that the juices that trickled out of her were wetting and staining the fabric beneath her.
Suddenly he was back, Carol whimpered when his legs pressed against hers, spread eagling her! A finger pressed against her puckered sphincter and Carol groaned as she felt something smooth and slick being worked into her anus. It soothed the sting and made her feel oiled and loose inside. The finger left her and from the faint sounds that she heard, Carol guessed that Jimmy was smearing his long hard cock with the same thing.
Carol moaned again as she felt the slick mushroom of the boy's glans thrust against her prepared opening. Something clattered on the floor beside them and she stared in amazed shame at the butter dish. Her anus and Jimmy's long rod were coated with butter!
"Come on, open up," Jimmy panted as he thrust at her again. "It'll hurt more if you don't relax!" Carol heard him, but couldn't ease the frantic tension that held her sphincter in a puckered knot. The slick head of his cock found the very center and lunged in, forcing the knob past her last, clinging defense. "Unnngggghhhh! Damn, but you're so tight that it hurts! Goddamn you, loosen up!" Carol gasped and squealed in pain when the boy's palm smacked against her bottom!
"Do what I said!!!" Jimmy's voice was tense and it frightened her. Carol tried, she really did. But it wasn't enough because he spanked her again and then again!
The stinging blows made the beautiful young woman's body shake and wiggle under the boy. She couldn't escape him. She was pinned against the cushion, held in place by the greased pole that was slowly, relentlessly sliding into the forbidden darkness of her ass!
"Owwww!!! Ooooo, hit me harder, Jimmy!" Carol was shocked and sickened when she heard her cracked, hoarse voice calling out to him. But she couldn't make herself be still. She had to lay there and submit to his spreading, stretching penetration of her poor rectum and listen to the vile ravings of her inner mind.
"Ahhhh, that's it hurt me! Ram your cock in me!!! Owwww! Spank me! I deserve it boy, spank the slut and make her scream for more!!!"