Chapter 8
"I'm Bobby," he said.
Tracy couldn't help but bend her head and touch her lips to the head of bis beautiful cock. She looked back info his face and saw his eyes go wide with alarm.
"You're frightened," Louise said. "How old are you, Bobby?"
"Eighteen," he said.
"Eighteen," Tracy repeated. She had known he was young but she hadn't realized he was that young.
"Why are you frightened, Bobby?" Tracy asked.
"Because I've never been with a woman."
There was another loud gasp from the women in the audience, and Tracy realized they'd been hearing everything that was said, no matter how softly. There had to be concealed mikes around there somewhere.
She knew that Bobby was Joe Douglas' treat to the women in the audience. She wondered how he'd managed to get Bobby into this. Then she realized that she didn't care. Bobby's youthful shyness and his beauty turned her on.
He was also turning Louise on.
"Don't you be nervous," Louise said. "We're not going to let anything happen to you."
They pulled on him until they had him stretched out on the bed between them. Then Louise and Tracy began running their hot fingertips all over his body.
"You're beautiful, Bobby," Tracy whispered into his ear. "Do you know you're beautiful?"
"No, ma'am," he said.
She almost giggled at his obvious fear. Louise had run her finger down to his crotch and now her fingers touched his cook. Tracy wasted no time putting her fingers on his cock alongside Louise's. His cock stiffened almost immediately.
Tracy took the top of his cock and worked it between her fingers, while Louise lifted his balls and gently ran her fingernails over them.
Bobby groaned as his cock rose to hardness. The cock-head was the largest Tracy had ever seen, and she could already feel him going into her cunt.
"Oh that's sweet, Bobby," Tracy said. "That's a really sweet cock."
There were women in the audience who were groaning loudly. Tracy knew that she'd be just as jealous if she'd been sitting out there.
She lazed over and gave Bobby a kiss. Her lips pressed against his and she probed with her sharp tongue. He wouldn't open his lips and she drew back.
"Don't you like me, Bobby?" she asked.
"Oh yes," he said. "I like you. I like you very much."
"Then relax," she said. "Let me make you feel good. Kiss me easy."
She put her mouth back on his and this time his mouth opened to the probing of her tongue. She fondled his thick tongue with her own and she felt the juices start to flow in her pussy.
"Oh, Bobby," she said. "You're so beautiful you're making me hot. Don't you want to feel how hot you're making me?"
She took his hand and placed it between her legs. She pressed her thighs together tightly on his hand. His face had turned white.
"Feel me, Bobby," she begged. "Feel how nice and juicy you're making my puny."
"Don't talk like that," he said.
"Why, Bobby?" she asked. "Does it make you blush?"
Louise went down on him. Her red tongue flicked at his balls. Bobby looked down as if he couldn't believe what was happening.
"What's she doing?" he asked.
Tracy wondered at a eighteen-year-old boy who could be so stupid about sex. But then, Joe would have gone out of his way to find a really innocent boy.
Tracy licked at his nipples and they became hard under the caress of her tongue. She licked down his stomach and stopped at the cock-head. She touched her tongue to the end and licked off some of his lubricating fluid.
"Ummmm, Bobby," she moaned. "You taste so nice."
Her head was next to Louise as they kept kissing and playing with his hard cock. Louise was sucking his heavy balls into her mouth and rolling them with her tongue.
"Oh God!" Bobby said.
"He's a sweet one," Tracy told Louise.
"Let's see who can make him come first," Louise said. "The one who takes his cum into her mouth wins."
Immediately Tracy drew the gigantic cock into her mouth. She drew his cock into her throat and released him. Louise then drew the cock into her mouth.
There were groans from the audience as Tracy repeated the process. Tracy knew there were a lot of women who wanted a taste of his cock. She didn't care about them. She was enjoying the sweet taste of his cock too much herself.
"Oh you're got to stop," Bobby said. "Something's happening. Oh, you've got to stop!"
His groans only made Tracy and Louise go faster. Tracy closed her eyes as she went down on his cock farther than she'd gone before. Then she used her tongue in the special way she'd learned and she tasted the first of his jism.
"Ummmmm," Tracy said.
"Oh God!" he groaned. "Oh Jesus, I'm comingggggg!"
She tasted his cum as he spurted gob after gob down her hungry throat. Louise pushed her head away and went down on him herself. Tracy placed her fingertips against Louise's throat and felt her swallowing.
"He tastes sweet," Tracy said. "Really sweet."
Louise agreed with a muffled sound as she continued to suck down his sweet cum.
Tracy felt bruised and sore when she awakened but she also felt happy. She stretched as she looked up at the morning sun coming through her window.
The night before she had really learned to be a woman. She had been a willing slave passed around from man to man, even a few women, from the audience. She had come more times than she could remember and she had enjoyed it more than anything she could remember.
Maggie had been right. Sex was fun if one took the right attitude about it.
Someone knocked on her, door and she called for them to come in.
This showed bow much she'd changed for she didn't bother to cover up her full titties as she would have done earlier. Instead she hoped it was someone who could appreciate them. It was.
It was the eighteen-year-old boy from the night before. Except that he didn't look so young and innocent any more. He even looked wiser.
"Hello," be said.
His voice was more mature than it had been the night before, there was none of the strained, frightened quality. She told herself that there was something very odd about this Bobby.
She remembered that after their little performance the women had been standing in line to get at Bobby. She wouldn't have believed that he could have moved for a month after last night.
"Good morning," she said. "Somehow you look different then you did last night."
He laughed. The way his eyes swept her naked breasts left no doubt that there was nothing innocent left in him. If there ever had been.
"It was an act, wasn't it?" she asked him. "You were just acting last night."
"Of course," he said. "I thought you knew."
"No," she admitted.
He sat down on the edge of the bed and placed his hand against her thigh. He caressed her with knowing fingers while he talked.
"I'm an actor," he admitted. "I've been playing shy little boys on stage since I was sixteen."
"How old are you really?" she asked.
"Thirty," he said. "But somehow it seems to make the girls hot and bothered when I tell them I'm eighteen and act shy about sex. They can't wait to pull off their panties."
"So you're not really shy about sex?" she asked.
"Not at all," he said.
She studied his face. He still looked eighteen and he was still beautiful. He had brushed his blond hair differently but there was little else that was altered about him except the knowing, experienced eyes.
"But the hair," she said. "You have no hair on your body."
"Not on my chest," he admitted. "What do you do?" she asked. "I pluck most of my body hair out." "Oh," she said. "That must hurt."
"It's part of my living," he shrugged. "Besides, it seems to turn women on even more. Like you"
"Like me?" she questioned.
"Sure," he said. "My little-boy look turns you on. Admit it."
"Certainly I'll admit it," Tracy said. "Right now my pussy is hotter than fire and I'm wondering if your cock is as beautiful to fuck as it is to suck."
"Shall we find out?" he asked.
"Mr. Douglas might not approve," she said. "He does approve," Bobby said. "He approves very much, He was proud of you last night."
"He was?" Tracy asked.
"Yes," Bobby said. "And I'm your present." "Goodie," she said. "Let's get on with the unwrapping."
"Patience," he said. "Real fucking is something that requires patience."
Just the sound of his voice caused her to shiver.
Somehow she knew that Bobby knew more about sex than anyone she'd ever been with. This was the kind of present she liked.
His fingers still caressed her thighs and now he ran his tongue up her stomach to the curve of her tittie. He opened his mouth and sucked in some of her flesh. He released her and moved his band farther up her thigh.
"You're very nice," he said. "Last night I would have gone on a lot longer but you did that thing with your tongue. Very few women can do that well. I wasn't expecting it."
His complimenting tone warmed her up even more. Her titties were becoming hotly sensitive and responding to the touch of his lips.
"Ummmmm," she said. "You're nice too."
He responded by placing his hand between her thighs. His fingers parted her pussy lips and he sent one finger inside her hot cunt
"Warm and tight," he said. "You like cocks and fingers and tongues, don't you?"
"Oh yes," she said. "Oh yes, I like them very much."
He bent his head and kissed her stomach and then his head went down to the rise of her pussy. He kissed her hairs and the top of her pussy while his finger worked inside her cunt.
His tongue and finger excited her very much.
She found herself pushing her pussy up at him. She wrapped her fingers around her titties and started to massage the nipples.
"Oh," she moaned. "Oh, oh, oh!"
He kept working his finger into her cunt until he had her hotter than she'd ever been, and her pussy juices were flowing hot against his fingers. Then be stood up. She protested but her protest was cut short when she saw that he was undressing.
He peeled off his shirt and revealed his hairless chest. It was a turn on! She closed her eyes and remembered her sexual feelings the night before when she'd thought he was an innocent boy. She didn't blame all those women for getting so turned on.
She opened her eyes again and watched him taking off his trousers. She marveled at the strong, clean lines of his body. His muscles weren't the muscles of an exercise nut but they were nicely formed.
He kicked off his trousers and then pulled his shorts down his strong-looking legs. His beautiful cock was half erect and she saw again how big it was.
"You are beautiful," she said.
He came close and lay down beside her. His body pressed against hers as his hands went down her back and cupped her asscheeks. He started squeezing rhythmically as he pressed his cock against her cunt.
"Ummmm," she said. "You feel good down there. Really good. I feel so hot I could burn."
One hand left her ass and probed between them to find her tittie. He caught her nipple between his thumb and forefinger and he began to rub.
She felt spasms of delight rock her body as his fingers massaged her. He seemed to know the ways to move that would bring the most pleasure to her. She closed her eyes again and thought about the beautiful cock at her pussy.
She could hardly wait until she had that beautiful cock slamming into her cunt, until she felt him going deep inside her and his hot cum was flooding her.
"Fuck me, she begged him. "I want your cock."
He pushed her over onto her back and spread her legs wide. He positioned himself over her so that his stiff cock was probing between her legs.
"Do you want my cock?" he asked.
"Oh yes," she moaned. "Oh God yes! I want your stiff cock inside me! Oh please give it to me!"
He pushed and his huge cock-head stretched her pussy entrance. She winced a little as he shoved harder and his cock was being slowly drawn up into her hot cunt.
"Oh," she said. "Oh, that's' something!" "Just rein," he said. "Just relax." She couldn't relax as his hot cock went into her. He filled her up. His huge organ stretched her cuntal walls out of shape. He was delicious.
"Oh Jesus, that's fine," she moaned. "Oh Jesus, what a cock!"
"You like that?"
"Oh yes, oh God yes, I love it! I love every inch!"
He remained still as all of his cock got into her. He only rocked his hips a little, sending little darts of pleasure throughout her body.
"Oh don't do that!" she begged him. "Fuck me! Fuck me hard!"
He drew his delicious cock out of her cunt and then slammed it back into her. She shuddered as his huge cock slammed into her again and again.
"That's fucking," she moaned. "That's the way I want to be fucked! Oh Jesus!"
There was nothing boyish about him now. He knew how to use his cock to cause her entire body to tingle. He used his hands to rhythmically stroke her buttocks with each delicious stroke of his cock.
"Oh Jesus, that's good," she moaned. "Oh Jesus!"
He took his cock out of her. She tried to pull him back in but he was already changing positions. He pushed her legs up high over her head and placed his cock back at her cunt entrance.
"Give it to me!" she begged him.
Again be slammed his thick cock into her pussy. She couldn't believe how deep he was. He felt as if he were going to come out her mouth.
"God," she moaned. "God, God, God, God..."
She groaned loudly at each deep stroke and the slap of his balls against her tingly skin turned her on even more. She felt her titties swell up to a sensitivity they had never known. "Jesus, you're good, babe," he said. "You've got a sweet, tight pussy. It hasn't been used enough."
"No," she agreed. "It hasn't been used enough! So use me! Slam it to me! fuck me hard! HARDER!"
He drove his cock into her with rapid, violent strokes as his fingers kept caressing her asscheeks. Suddenly she felt one of his fingers going into her anus. His finger probed past the tight opening and massaged the walls of her ass.
"Ahhhhh!" she cried. "Ahhhhhh!"
"Have you ever had it in the ass?" he asked her. "No," she said. "Not there. It feels good in my cunt. Not there!"
"It'll feel good in your ass," he said.
"Oh, keep fucking me," she begged him. "Don't stop. Just keep doing that to me!"
But he was already drawing his cock out of her pussy. She begged and moaned in frustration because she could already feel the beginning of her climax. He turned deaf ears to her pleas as he placed his big cock against her tiny anal opening.
"No," she protested. "Not there. You'll kill me. You'd tear me up."
"It'll feel good," he promised. "It'll feel really good after a while."
There was very little she could do to prevent him from getting into her ass. She was not in a position to fight with her legs over her head and his strong hand holding her there. She struggled to be free but he was already shoving his huge cock into her asshole.
"Oh, that hurts!"
"I'll go easy," he promised. "It'll feel better in a few minutes."
Her eyes popped open wide as she realized he really did intend to fuck her ass. It was painful. She could feet him tearing into her and sharp jabs of pain rocked her body. Her pussy went dry as pain replaced her pleasure of moments before.
"No! Stop that! Please stop!"
She beat on him with her hands but she was too weak to stop him. His huge cock went deeper and deeper into her tight ass. She closed her eyes and bit her lips. She had never known such pain.
"Just relax," he said. "Just relax."
He was in her. She felt his balls resting against her as he impaled her upon his cock. She couldn't move without causing herself pain.
"Now I'm going to do it really gently," he said. "Just bang on for the ride."
He waited a few minutes until some of the soreness was gone and then he began to gently pull his prick out. He drew it out part way and then pushed it back into her ass again.
After a few minutes of this it didn't seem so unpleasant. Then his hands caressed her pussy, one finger slipping inside her cunt to massage her clit, and she began to actually enjoy it.
"Ummmmm," she said. "Ummm, it does feel nicer now. Do that with your fingers. Oh, it does feel nice!"
She could feel him in her bowels as he drove into her and she knew she was going to be sore as hell the next morning, but somehow all that didn't matter. What did matter was that his thick shaft in her ass and his massaging fingers had started to make her juicy again.
"Shit," she moaned. "I like it! I rally do like it! Oh, you do know how to make a girl happy!"
"Oh Jesus," he said. "You're so tight and sweet. I love your ass!"
His strokes were becoming more rapid and she could sense that he wasn't going to last for long. She allowed herself to relax and the juices started to flow in her pussy. Her titties were growing hard again.
"Jesus," he moaned. "Jesus, I'm going to come. I'm going to shoot my cum in your ass!"
"Oh yes," she moaned. "We'll come together. I can feel you growing. Oh, I know you're coming now. I can feel your hot aim going into me. Oh shit, I can feel it! Oh fuck, it feels so GOOOOODDDDDD!"
They collapsed together on the bed after his prick had drained away into her ass and she had flooded his fingers with her hot juices.
"Oh God," she moaned. 'That was fine. That was really fine!"
Tracy lost all track of time in the weeks that followed. She only knew that she enjoyed every minute and it didn't matter if she was with Joe, Louise or Bobby. All of them were capable sex teachers and she was more than willing to learn.
She didn't know what day it was when Joe Douglas called her to his room. Brad came for her and he looked somewhat sad. He awakened her from a deep sleep.
"What's the matter?" she asked as she rubbed the sleep from her eyes and looked at the clock.
She had gotten used to getting up around nine and it was barely past five.
"What's wrong?" she asked again.
"Mr. Douglas wants to see you," Brad said.
At first she was excited. Joe wanting to see her could only mean that he was horny and be wanted her. She got up and dressed in a pullover robe. She giggled as she thought that she certainly wasn't giving Joe very much to take off. He would like it better that way.
Then she noticed that Brad was wearing a sad expression, as if he didn't like his task. He looked a little nervous also.
"What's the matter, Brad?" she asked.
"Nothing," he said.
He was sad about something but she couldn't get him to tell her what. She finally quit asking and followed him out of the room in silence. She noticed that Louise's door was open as she passed the girl's room.
"Wait, Brad," she said.
She looked inside Louise's room and found it empty. The bed was freshly made and didn't look slept in. She turned a curious expression on Brad, "Where's Louise?" she asked.
"Gone," was all Brad would say.