Chapter 10

"You okay?" Amos said to Jerri when he reached the bottom of the stairs. "I don't know," she said. "You got a car here?" he asked. "No."

"How'd you get here?"

"Walked."

"Walked?" Amos said. "From New Haana."

"Walked all the way from New Haana? Why, how'd you be going about that for?" Jerri looked plaintively up at Amos. "Never mind," he said. "That's none of my business." She smiled, gratefully. "You come one with me, now," he said. "I'm from New Haana, myself. You come on with me, I get you cleaned up." Amos put out his hand and Jerri took it. The two of them walked out the door to his Vega. Amos held the door open for her. She got in the car. He walked around to the driver's side and got in. "Just sit there honey and get a hold of yourself," he said. "You don't have to talk at all if you don't want to." Jerri leaned gratefully back in the seat and closed her eyes. Amos drove her to his little house on the farm near the Fairmount Church.

"We'll get you washed up before you go on home," he said. "I'll call your folks and tell them not to worry." They went inside the house and Jerri went straight up the stairs to the bathroom, as Amos insisted. "Run yourself a nice hot tub," he said. She had given him her parents' phone number. "Now don't you worry about the little lady," she heard him say into the phone, as she stripped and immersed herself in the tub.

"She's just fine. Just had a bad scrape, is all. I got her here, out to Fairmount, going to get her something to eat and then bring her on home."

Jerri slid down into the bubbly water.

She had made it as hot as she could stand.

She slid all the way down into the tub.

The water was hot and good and the bubbles from the soap were soft and nice.

She soaped herself and she felt the hot water and she started to cry.

She thought about Leslie's tongue down inside her.

She slid her fingers up her cunt and felt around.

Everything was intact, she thought.

Everything, she added in afterthought, except my pride and my chastity.

Then again, she thought, she had not intended to remain a virgin forever.

She thought about her father and the Avon Lady.

The hot water and the bubbles enveloped her and she thought about her father and the Avon Lady and Leslie's tongue and all the hot cocks that surrounded her at the pool table, at Anse Newton's pool table and she started to cry. Tears streamed down her cheeks. She was humiliated and alone. She thought about Amos. He was the boy whom Leslie had thrown over for Anse Newton. He was kind of cute. He was very, very nice, that much was clear. She thought about her meeting with him the other day. She wondered what he could possibly think of her now.

She wondered what thoughts had run through his head when he walked into Anse's loft and found her strapped to a pool table with Leslie's tongue deep into her. She shuddered and she cried even harder. Amos was downstairs. He heard her crying. He ran up the stairs to the bathroom. He burst in the door. He threw off his clothes to get into the tub with her. He unsnapped his overalls and pulled them off. He pulled off his shirt and his underwear. His cock was so huge that she could hardly even believe it. It was bigger even than her father's cock and much nicer. He wanted to fuck her very badly and she wanted to hand him her cherry. He stood over her for a moment and played with his balls and moaned. "What a big cock," she said. "I want to lick it."

"Lick it then, baby," he said. "Just lick it." She looked at his cock and moaned. She pushed her soapy, watery hands down to her cunt lips and she fondled herself and moaned. He had such a fucking big cock and it was so nice. "Get in with me," she said. She did not have to ask. He slid into the bathtub with her and bit hard into her tits. She screamed and grabbed his balls. His balls were tight against his hips. They were big and meaty and hard and she liked them. She forgot about Leslie and those awful boys. She concentrated on his big muscles and his gigantic cock. "Let me take your cock in my mouth," she said. He kneeled over her in the water and gave her his cock. She wrapped her lips around it and sucked very hard. "Oh, that's good," he said, kneading her tits. "Ah," she said, sucking and slurping as hard as she could on his cock. She glued her tongue up against the underside of his cock.

She sucked it like a Sugar Daddy, like a big tasty candy bar. It was hard and good and nice and tasty. She moaned and she was wet and it was not just because of the bath water that she was wet. Her cunt was wet with excitement. Her cunt was very wet with excitement and his cock was wet. His cock was wet with her saliva and it was wet with his juices. He pulled the plug in the tub and the water drained out. They lay in the bottom of the empty tub and slid over each other. They were soapy and the tub was slippery and they were slipperery, too. They were slippery and hard and hot and wet. He tongued her nipples and they got big and hard and red. She played with her cunt lips and moaned and writhed and rubbed soap all over his back and all over his ass. She pushed one of her fingers hard up his ass. Her finger was wet and soapy and so was his asshole. Her finger slid very far up his asshole and he moaned and writhed. His cock pulsated in her mouth and she suck him very hard and chewed on him. She chewed on his shaft and pushed her finger very hard up into him and she pulled her hand away from her cunt and grabbed his balls and squeezed them. His balls were big and rubbery and they felt very nice. He pumped into her mouth. He pumped his big cock hard into her mouth, pumped and writhed and gyrated. He shouted long and loud and hard and he fucked her mouth. She took him as far down her throat as she could and she loved every inch of him. She deep throated him and sucked and nibbled and chewed and he yelled. "Ho boy," he said. "Ho fucking boy." He spurted over and over into her mouth and his stuff was hot and good. She swallowed hard and long and continuously and she liked the taste of his stuff. It was good and hot and salty and she liked it. He was heavy and wet and panting. He slid down her stomach to her cunt. "Eat me," she begged. "Eat me."

He spread her lips and dipped his mouth into her cunt. She was wet and soapy and messy and hot. He licked her lips and nibbled her clit and thrust his tongue down her tunnel. She pushed her hips up into his face and moaned and writhed and wiggled. She smeared her juices all over his face and he lapped it up. Stoke after stroke his tongue penetrated deep into her and she writhed. His tongue was long and able and he ate her well and slowly. She was very, very turned on and the muscles in her hips contracted. His cock was hard again and he hoisted up her hips and thrust himself inside her. Her muscles stretched out as she had not imagined they could and she shouted. "Oh," she said, over and over and over again. "Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh." She screamed and writhed. He thrust hard down into her, stroke after stroke. Her hips ached and she climbed towards a monumental orgasm. She slid around in the tub and moaned and screamed and he fucked her very hard and very good, thrusting his wide hips over and over again to push his huge cock up into her. She was terribly, terribly excited. "Oh, God," she shouted. "Oh, no. Oh, God, oh, no."

"Oh, yes," he said. "Oh, yes, oh, yes, oh, yes."

"Nonononononononononononono," she panted. She pushed her hips as hard up into him as she dared, fast and hard. Her whole body ached with desire and with passion. She felt herself mounted atop a big Ferris wheel. The seat was cold and hard and she was naked and she felt the metal seat against her bare ass and a metal rod pushed up out of the seat into her cunt. Her lips were spread wide for the piece of metal. The Ferris wheel swooped down and with each downward swoop, the metal rode hard up into her cunt. And with each upward swoop, she pushed back against the metal. Her engorged clit ached and she was dizzy. She was dizzy from the long, swooping, Ferris wheel ride.

The ride picked up speed and it swooped faster and faster, down and up and down and up and she was dizzy and happy and her whole body trembled.

The Ferris wheel went around faster and faster and she was dizzy and out of breath.

She screamed and held to the sides of the chair.

"Whee!" she screamed. It was fun and exciting and scary.

She did not know whether she was going to be able to stay on the ride much longer.

She thought she might fall off the next time it took a downward swoop.

Then, suddenly, her car broke away from the Ferris wheel.

Her car went hurtling through the air.

She was alone in the car and flying through the sky and she screamed.

She was terribly frightened and she could feel little explosions in her hips.

She screamed and tried to hold on and then she crashed.

She crashed hard and she felt her whole body jolt.

She mostly felt the jolt right between her legs. It felt like she had landed on the spire of a church, or onto a fire hydrant that had opened up with the impact of her fall and was pouring all its water into her cunt.

She felt the water from the hydrant pump into her cunt.

It was hot, thick water and it pumped into her cunt.

She closed her eyes even tighter and relaxed as the water died down to a trickle.

"Oh my God," she said, exhausted.

"It's still hard," he said, shoving his cock into her face.

She licked it dry. She bathed it and licked the semen off it.

The semen tasted like salt water taffy and she liked it.

She licked his shaft and his balls and she made him turn around so she could lick his asshole. She slid her tongue over his asshole, cleaning it out. They lay in each other's arms, in the tub and they were clean and wet. They were all fucked out and they were happy. "Baby," Amos said. "I don't even know your name."

"My name is Jerri," she said. "Jerri." He fondled her tits and kissed her. "Jerri."

He slid his long tongue into her mouth and licked out the insides of her cheeks. "You're one hell of a fuck, Jerri," he said. "Better than Leslie?" she said. "You know all about that, I guess," he said. "Only what I heard," she said, "which wasn't all that much."

"Well, then, let me fill you in," he said. He told her the whole story about him and Leslie. He told her about the first time in the shack, when she was only twelve. He told her about all the subsequent times, in the back seats of cars. He told her about how they broke up and about how he was still in love with her until he learned about Anse. "Thanks to you," he said. "Thanks to you, I found out what she's really like." Jerri frowned. She did not want to think about that meeting. "So can I ask you how come you were at that party?"

"It's a long story," Jerri said. "I've got some time," he said. She stroked his balls and she told him the whole, long, sad story. She told him about how Leslie got her replaced on the squad. She told him about how she had come home that day and found her father and the Avon Lady. She told him about how she figured she could get even. "That's why you walked up to me on the porch of Rambo's," he said. "Yeah," she said. "It was a pretty mean idea of mine."

"I wish you'd told me. Then you would never've gotten humiliated like tonight. I would have seen to that, pretty girl like you." She smiled and squeezed his balls, very hard. "Yeah," she said, "but then we would never be here right now." She pushed her cunt up to his cock. "Again?" he said. "Please, baby," she begged. She squeezed his cock and it hardened.

"Well, if it's alright with Little Amos, it's alright with me," he said. He slid his big cock back into her and he said, "Jerri, will you marry me?"

"Will you fuck like that after we make it legal?" she asked. "Five times a night, if you so desire," he said. "I will so desire," she said, "I'll tell you that right now."

"Does that mean you'll marry me, baby?"

"I'll marry you a thousand times," she said. "Whopee!" he shouted and he pushed into her so hard that she had an orgasm on the spot. The day the announcement of Jerri's and Amos's engagement appeared in the local newspapers, another union passed the planning stages. Leslie walked up to Anse one day, after practice. Thanks to the fact that-Anse's father happened to be the Police Chief in his township, the pictures of the tryst at his house were carefully suppressed.

The greatest penalty that the boys suffered was that they lost the game the day after the party and so lost their bid at their best ever chance for the State Championship. Leslie was of course kicked off the cheerleading team, but she immediately joined the drill squad, so that she could be after school for Anse's football practices. She walked up to him that day and she looked a little flushed. "Anse," she said. Anse was none too pleased with her, given the indiscreet way in which her ex boyfriend had managed to mess up his party. In fact, they had more or less unofficially called off their relationship. Now, however, Leslie had good reason to need a man. A permanent man. "Anse," she said. "I got something to tell you."

"What is it, Leslie?"

"Well, it's not so good news. I'm pregnant." Anse stared at her. "Mine?"

"The team's," she said. "I don't know which boy." Anse frowned. "Holy shit," he said.

"Yeah," Leslie said, "I know."

"You want to have it taken care of?" Anse asked. "No," Leslie said. "NO?"

"Anse, I told my parents and I told them it was yours and they're going to sue you for statutory rape if you don't marry me."

"Oh, shit, Leslie," he said. "Yeah," Leslie said. Anse kicked the ground. "That fucks everything up. Goddammit all to hell."

"Yeah, I know," Leslie said. "You sure," he said, "you sure you're-"

"I went to a doctor, Anse. Do you think I'd lie about a thing like this?"

"Yeah," Anse said. "I guess you wouldn't." Anse guessed wrong, but he didn't find out until after they were married and she got pregnant as quickly as she could, really pregnant and then she told him. By that time, it was too late. Amos's and Jerri's wedding was within a week of Anse's and Leslie's. They were married at the Fairmount church and they were a blushing bride and a handsome groom and they fucked happily ever after. On the eve of their wedding, Jerri and Amos lay in bed, in each other's arms. Jerri stroked his bulging cock, which, having satiated itself inside her wet, willing cunt, was even at this moment hot and hard with life. "I'll never get enough of you, baby," Amos said to her. "Oh," Jerri moaned. "I know just how much of you I can take. No more than the length of your cock. And I can take it over and over and over again." She leaned down to him and wrapped her lips around the tip of his cock. His stomach muscles tightened and he moaned. "Oh, God," he said. "You do that so well." She licked the tip of his cock.

His cock was still wet with his semen and her juices. They had fucked long and hard and his cock was still wet and excited. "Someone did a half assed job of cleaning you up," she said. "Go ahead and do a better one," he begged. She was the most exciting piece of ass he had ever had. She could suck and nibble and chew and lick and she could squeeze and pump and writhe. She was very, very good and he felt very lucky to have her. "I love your cunt, baby," he said to her. "I love your big dick," she said. It was no lie. She really loved his big dick. And she loved his asshole. "Turn over," she commanded. His little asshole was quivering as he rolled over on his stomach. He pushed his hot, hard cock into the bed and moaned and fucked the bedsheets while his new, luscious wife licked his asshole.

She lay her tongue flat against his asshole and drew her tongue in long, slow laps over his quivering, pulsating asshole.

She slid her tongue up inside him.

"Oh, God," he shouted.

He pumped his hips up and down into the bedsheets.

Her tongue was big and warm and slimy up inside him.

He could feel her tongue like a snake wriggling up inside of him.

"Oh, I like that so much," he moaned.

He drooled and his saliva dripped out onto the pillow at his head.

His mouth was wet and the pillow was wet and his ass was wet.

She got his ass wet with her tongue and she coated the insides of his asshole with her warm, gooey saliva.

"Oh," he moaned.

He fucked the bed. His cock was very hard and he burrowed into the mattress.

He was going to put a hole in the mattress. "Just a moment," she said. He felt her hand wrap around his huge cock. It felt very good Her hand was big and firm and warm and she wrapped it all the way around his cock. She squeezed his cock. She wrung out his cock, as if she were wringing out an article of clothing, to hang it out to dry. She squeezed the semen out of his cock, to hang him out to dry. He spurted hot stuff all over the bed sheets and she pulled her tongue out of his asshole. She licked the tip of his cock and then she kissed him, dripping some of his semen into his mouth. "Oh, baby," he moaned. They rolled over on their sides and he pressed up behind her.