Chapter 3
After leaving Harry Ames' class, Kitty Halstead ran down the hall to catch up with her friend. "Wait a minute, Angie. What's the big rush?"
"I didn't feel like standing around all day while you wiggled your ass for Mr. Ames," Angie said. "I wanted to make sure he'd remember me." "Oh, he'll remember you. You showed him enough of yourself."
Kitty hugged her books to her full tits. " thought school was going to be a drag this year but the day ends on a good note . . . heavenly Mr Ames, Harry."
"God, Kitty, all you think about is boys."
"Men, honey, I think about men."
"He's old enough to be your father," Angie said with disgust.
"He's only thirty-three. I looked at his file in the office."
"You know what you are? You're a sneak, that's what you are."
"Sneaks get what they want. And I want Harry Ames."
"What about Rudy?"
"Rudy's only a boy. Besides, my parents don't approve of my going with him. He's half Mexican, you know."
"Of course, I know. So what?"
Kitty cast her eyes toward the ceiling. "Evidently you don't know my mother."
The two girls stepped out of the school building into the bright fall sunshine. They walked slowly.
"A teacher has no right to be so damned attractive," Kitty said with a lovesick sigh escaping her lips.
"Big deal," Angie snorted.
"You never talk about sex, not even to me, you best friend. Haven't you ever made it with a guy?
All the way, I mean. I have, and I'm not ashamed of it. Of course you don't go out with guys, but don't you ever get an itch between your legs and need a guy to scratch it for you?"
Angie wasn't about to answer. Her secrets were her own. Besides, Kitty was the biggest blabbermouth in school . . . best friend or not. Angie had decided long ago that they were best friends because she wasn't any competition for little miss sexpot.
Actually, Angie Gillis was developed far beyond her sixteen years, but no one knew it because of the clothing she wore.
"This goddamn bra pinches. I don't think I'll wear one tomorrow," Kitty said, tugging at the elastic garment.
"They'll send you home if you don't," Angie giggled.
A car eased into the curb and stopped beside them.
"That looks like Mrs. Keller's car," Angie said.
"Yes. And that's Mrs. Keller's husband driving," Kitty whispered excitedly.
Rick Keller leaned across the seat and pushed the car door open. "Hi, Kit. Jump in . . . uh, you too, kid."
"Thanks . . . but no thanks," Angie said frostily. "Come on, I'll give you a lift to where you're going."
Kitty looked at her friend pleadingly. "Do you mind if I go with him?"
"Shit! Go ahead," Angie said. "What if I see Rudy? You were supposed to meet him at the drugstore. Remember?"
"Tell him my mother came and picked me up at school. You'll think of something," Kitty said as she climbed into Mrs. Keller's car with Mrs. Keller's husband.
Rick pushed on the gas and sped away.
"I'm surprised that you even remember who I am, Rick," Kitty said.
"Hell, Kit, it's only been three years since I left that rat hole myself."
"Yes, I know. And I was only a lowly freshman then, and you only had eyes for my sister Kate."
"You've grown a bit since you were a lowly freshman," Rick said.
"Maybe a little," Kitty said proudly, sitting up straighter so her tits would push out farther. She felt an itch between her legs.
Kitty remembered Rick with excitement. She was only fourteen at the time and had gone to spend the night with a girl friend. They had a fight and she came back home, only to find Rick and her sister Kate fucking. It was the first time she had seen two people fucking.
Her sister Kate was naked and Rick had on a shirt.
"You'd better pull out now, Ricky, but it's so good, good, good!" her sister Kate cried.
Kitty watched Rick Keller pull out and shoot some stuff out of his prick onto Kate's belly. Kitty decided then that she must try it, too.
While Kitty daydreamed of days gone by, Rick Keller parked the car in a clump of trees outside of town. He killed the engine and took a pack of smokes from his pocket. "Want a cigarette?" "I thought you'd never ask," she said. Rick moved closer and slid his arm over her shoulder. "Yes, Kitty Halstead, you have changed since you were a lowly freshman."
"What about your wife?" Kitty said. Kitty was a coy bitch.
"What about her? Are you in one of her classes?"
"Yes. The first one in the morning." "Will you have trouble looking her in the eye tomorrow?" "No," Kitty said.
He kissed her then, and slid his hands quickly under her sweater. The bothersome bra came easily undone and he pulled the sweater over her head. Her tits were large and bouncy and he pressed his mouth to a swelling nipple.
"Do you have a blanket? It's too crowded in the car," she said.
By the time he had the blanket spread beside the car, she was naked. "Take your pants and shorts off," she said. It would be just like when he fucked her sister Kate. "And keep your shirt on."
His cock was very big, maybe the biggest she'd ever fucked, though perhaps the deacon in the church had one a little longer.
Rick was on top of her and nuzzling his cock against her cunt. "Are you a virgin?" he said.
"No," she said.
"I didn't think you were." He pushed forward and his cock slid easily inside. She raised her knees and pulled him deeper.
It felt good to have his prick all stuffed up inside her pussy, and she decided it was her biggest cock to date. She grunted and pushed up to meet his thrusts. Coming would be a cinch; she was ready and she liked to fuck.
Her first time had been with a boy fifteen, less than a month after she had witnessed her first fucking. She had seduced the boy in his own back yard. He was inexperienced, but with her help he got his cock in all the way and spilled his boyish juice in her cunt. After that it was all downhill. She was only fifteen when she got fucked in the church basement.
She had been going steady with Rudy for almost a year before she let him fuck her; of course a few others fucked her during this time. After the junior prom, she took his cock out for the first time and jacked him off and watched his stuff squirt all over his rented tux. On the next date she fucked him.
Kitty felt her orgasm coming. She gritted her teeth and enjoyed. She had discovered long ago that she could make it with any guy, even the first time.
"Before you come, jerk out," she said.
"Why, aren't you on the pill?"
"Yes, yes ... I want you to come on my belly."
"That's stupid!" he was almost there.
"If you don't, it'll be the first and last time you get to fuck me."
He jerked his cock out and splattered on her smooth tummy. She sighed with pleasure, her hand going down to smear his goo. She grabbed his prick and milked it dry.
"I saw you fuck my sister," she said. "When?" Rick gasped. "On my bed."
Rick dropped onto the blanket beside her. "That was the only time I ever fucked her on a bed."
"But not the only time you ever fucked her?" "Fuck no. We fucked so many times I lost count."
"You can fuck me until you lose count," Kitty said. "I like to fuck."
"So did your sister," he said. He got to his feet. "Come on, we'd better get back to town."
"Don't rush off, maybe we can fuck again."
"I don't think I'm up to it."
"Lay back down and I'll get you up to it," Kitty said.
He lay back down and her face was at his groin. She didn't really like cocksucking, but sometimes it was necessary.
His cock started to swell inside her mouth, and she decided that it really wasn't all that bad, especially when it would end up in her pussy, and this time he could dump that nasty stuff in her belly.