Chapter 1
"Ohhhhh, I'd like to get my cock into that piece of ass!" the curly-haired boy laughed to his two companions as the girl walked past them in the small diner. All three watched the swinging ass inside the tight shorts. The girl waited for the young waitress to come for her money, fully aware of the approving stares of the three boys.
"Nice tits, too," the skinny boy agreed. "Damn, she'd be some sweet pussy. What say we take her along with us?"
"Naaaaaa," the heavy-set boy beside him commented. "She's too young. We'd have the cops after us before we got two blocks away. Girl like that, her father probably owns the whole fucking town."
"Shit, man!" the curly-haired boy grumbled. "I'm so damn horny I'm about ready to risk it."
"You'll get your pussy," his older and heavier friend assured him. "I've got as big a hard-on as you. We'll find us some tail tonight."
He looked up at the waitress as she came back to their table. He ogled her ripe tits as if he wanted to go after them right there in the diner.
"Anything else?" the girl asked, looking down at their empty plates. "Desert?"
"Yeah!" the burly young man grinned. "We'd like some desert."
He reached up her skirt and fastened his hand onto her full ass. The girl jumped in surprise and tried to pull away. He dropped his hand down from her buttocks and caught her around the thigh, holding her firmly while he rubbed his face against her heaving tits.
"You want to be desert?" the skinny one asked her. "You want to come with us and serve us some special desert?"
The young brunette gasped as the boy holding her caught one tit in his mouth and sucked on it. His hand ran inside her legs and grabbed at her pussy before she could twist away from him. The two spectators laughed loudly, their faces clearly showing their own desire to get a hold of her huge breasts.
"I'll call the manager!" the girl hissed. "You guys get the hell out of here or you'll be in more trouble than you ever dreamed of!"
The trio laughed raucously at her threats. The burly leader gave her cunt another sharp squeeze and looked up at her as he released her.
"Go ahead," he dared her. "Call him. We saw him leave just now. You know there's no one to yell for. Tell you what. You go take care of your other customers, then come on back here and sit down with us. I've got a load here in my pants that I'd just love to have you pet a little bit."
Karen Jacobson watched the waitress as she escaped the trio. The blond sat two booths away, debating whether she should slip out and call for a cop to aid the young waitress. Now the blond breathed a sigh of relief as the victim of the boys' lewd play made her escape. Karen felt relief not only at seeing the brunette free from them, she felt even more relief that she had not become involved in the scene. It was a good thing she had worn her loose-fitting sweatshirt today, as well as her jeans. The blonde shuddered to think how the trio might have reacted if she had been dressed in clothes that displayed rather than hid her curves.
Why did it have to be that way? Karen felt a shudder run through her body. Why did they always want to fuck? Why couldn't they think about something other than pussy? She clamped her mouth shut firmly, disgusted at it all.
Even Bob, her Bob, was always trying to get in her panties. He couldn't understand that she could love him and yet not let him in her pussy. He couldn't comprehend that even though she enjoyed it when he fondled inside her bra or when he stroked his finger across her cunt, she did not want him to go any further. That was why she had gone off on this trip. She needed some time to think about everything. She needed some time alone, without the constant struggle to preserve her virginity.
"Well, hi there, Blondie!"
Karen looked up in surprise. She had been so lost in her thoughts that she hadn't seen the three young men get up from their booth. Now they stood beside her, grinning down at her with greedy eyes. The blond realized that not even a sloppy shirt and jeans could completely conceal her body. When you had tits like hers, even the loosest blouse couldn't hide them. When you had such a tiny waist and full hips over firm thighs and legs, they were bound to be noticed by men who were looking for that sort of thing.
"She thinks that she's too good for us, Jim," the skinny boy laughed. "She's just going to sit there with her nose up in the air and ignore us."
"Better watch that sort of stuff, baby," the curly-haired youth warned her. "Jim doesn't like to be ignored, especially not by a cunt."
"Get lost!" Karen answered, glaring up angrily at the three. "I'm not like the waitress. I'll call a cop so fast you won't know what's happening."
"Oh, please, lady!" Jim pleaded in mock fear while the other two laughed at his antics. "Please don't hurt us!"
The blond considered going to the phone at the front of the diner. She realized how that would only increase her problems with them. First, she'd have to push through them to get past. That would give them a chance to feel her up as she went by. It would also give them a chance to look over her body more fully. No, it wouldn't do to let them see any more of her. She turned back and tried to ignore them again, forcing herself to eat the remainder of her meal with deliberate calm.
"Get out of here!" the waitress suddenly demanded of the trio. "Stop disturbing the customers or I will call the cops. This is a town that doesn't put up with your kind. You want some trouble, we have a few cops who'd love to oblige you."
The trio turned their attention back on the brunette. Karen appreciated the way the girl had come to her aid. The blond only feared that the three were more than the waitress could handle. She watched in horror as the big leader of the group pulled the girl against himself and hunched her roughly while the other two laughed at her helplessness. He lifted her skirt and clamped his huge hand on her firm, round, ass cheeks. Karen was almost ready to attempt to help the girl when the big youth released her and laughed as he led the other two toward the door.
"That's to remember me by," he called back to the brunette. "I'll be looking for you later, baby. I liked the feel of you. I'll be around again some night. We'll see how spunky you are when I get you alone."
The three strutted through the door and disappeared from view. Karen looked up at the waitress and started to speak. She knew that she should thank the girl. The girl had taken the boys' attention by design, to get them to leave her alone. Karen tried to speak but couldn't find the right words. The waitress smiled tightly down at her and laid her hand on Karen's arm.
"Wait here a few minutes," she suggested. "Don't leave just yet. They may be hanging around outside. I'll call for the cops and let them make sure they've gone."
She walked quickly up to the phone and dialed a number. Karen watched her as she spoke rapidly into the phone, then hung up and smiled back as though to reassure the blond. The brunette then busied herself behind the counter.
Karen closed her eyes a minute to try and erase the feeling of apprehension that still gripped her. She had been much more upset at the trio than she had been at Bob the other night. She thought about him now, and his attempts to talk her into going to bed with him.
His hands had teased her tits until they were full and swollen, nipples hard and tingling. His tongue claimed her mouth as he drew her breath more fully with each kiss. She could feel the heat from his excited cock even though she was only letting her hand lie along his thigh. The knowledge that her body got him so excited still gave her a deep glow inside. The fact that he was hardly able to draw an even breath sent shivers of delight through her. She thrust her tits at his hand as he slipped it inside her bra and let his fingers move across her nipples.
"Ohhhhhh, baby!" he panted. "You have the sweetest tits in the world!" He leaned down and kissed the bare skin where her blouse had fallen open. He kissed across the swollen upper areas of her tits, then reached behind her and up beneath her blouse. His fingers fumbled a moment with her bra, then released it and let her tits heave freely forward into his face. He caught one of her globes with one hand and moved the other hand up along her thigh. Karen jumped as he touched her pussy through her dainty panties. He pressed the filmy nylon into her crack and rubbed across her clit until she was twisting beneath his caresses in almost uncontrollable ecstasy. Sparks of pleasure went shivering through her cunt. Her breath came in short, excited gasps.
"No more!" she told him in an intense whisper. "That's all I can take!"
She meant it. God, how she meant it! Her cunt was pulsing wildly in anticipation. Her tits heaved frantically beneath his kisses and caresses. She arched to grab his cock in her hands and lead it between her legs. This was too much for the blond. She struggled against him, trying to break free from his embrace.
Bob pulled her panties down roughly and brought out his cock. He rolled her beneath him and fought to get the huge, rigid pecker against her cunt. Karen gasped as she felt the hot head of his prick lunge against her pussy. She rolled free of him and shoved her elbow roughly into his ribs. As he gasped from the blow, she managed to get her panties back up, her skirt down. She stood up and faced him, her eyes blazing with anger.
"I told you not to force me!" she hissed. "I told you tonight, just like I've been telling you every night. I'm not going to do it. I'm just not!"
Bob glared up at her, then shoved his cock disgustedly back into his pants. He stood up and faced her. His breath was coming in angry gasps as he held her by the shoulders. His eyes burned into hers with his smoldering passion.
"Then don't, damn it!" he told her. "But don't expect to see me around again, either. I've had enough, Karen. There are too many girls who like it. Tell you what-you think it over for a few days. I want to marry you. I want you to move in with me. I want it however you prefer. But I'll be damned if I'm going to keep putting up with this sort of shit. You think it over, then call me if you want something between us. If you still don't want to put out, that's O.K. I'll find a broad who isn't afraid of a good healthy fuck."
He had stormed out of her apartment, leaving her gasping in shock and disbelief. Karen couldn't comprehend that fucking could be that important to men. Hell, they got along so beautifully up until those moments when she had to stop him. They liked the same movies, the same kinds of music, all of that. Why was it so important to him to get her pussy? It was as if pussy were more important than anything else. Karen could understand guys like the three hoodlums who'd just left the diner feeling that way. Somehow, though, it didn't seem right for Bob to feel the same way.
"The cops just pulled up out front," the waitress told her, interrupting her thoughts. "You want another cup of coffee, or are you ready to leave?"
Karen looked back toward the door and saw two policemen come into the diner and walk over to the counter. They nodded back at the waitress as though to tell her that everything was all clear outside. Karen motioned her away, then rose to leave. She hoped to get in another two or three hours of driving before stopping for the night. She thanked the girl and walked with her to the counter. As she paid her check she debated going up to the cops and thanking them for showing up. She decided against it and walked out without either of them seeing her face.
The slender blond walked to her car and got in. Deep in thought about the situation with Bob, she was not aware of the shadowy figure who was hunched behind her seat. She was not aware of company until he sat up and reached over to bring his knife blade against her throat.
"Take it easy, baby," he purred. "Just take it easy and you'll be all right."
The curly-haired boy climbed quickly over the seat and joined her. His knife came down and rested against her side, its sharp point pressing painfully into her. Ahead of her she saw a gaudily painted van pull out into the street.
"You just follow my friends there," he told her, indicating the van. "We need a little pussy tonight, and we sure appreciate the offer you've just made