Chapter 7
Dressed in little white shorts, her luscious tits bouncing jauntily in her brief halter, Debbie was walking briskly down the sidewalk, her firm little ass swinging pertly with every step. Her parents were out of town for a few days and she was in a restless mood. Her abundant sex life seemed to have drawn to a complete halt, leaving her filled with frustration and loneliness. She hadn't seen Don Olsen since the scene in old McDonald's field, and she hadn't heard from Brent Palmer nor Roger Williams for several days. She had called them at home a few times, but when their wives answered the phone, Debbie had hung up.
On this particular morning, she was on her way over to the Williams' home, on the pretext of visiting with Barbara. In reality she hoped to see the principal because her lonesome little pussy was desperately hungry for the man's big cock.
Her thoughts were interrupted when Don Olsen drove up beside her in his car.
"Hi, Debbie," he called in a cheerful manner.
"Hello, Don," she returned, startled to see him.
"Want a lift?" he volunteered.
"No thanks. I'm just taking a walk."
"What have you been doing?" he smiled pleasantly as she walked over to his car.
"Not much," she answered.
"Are you still fuckin' old man Williams?" the boy suddenly asked in a sarcastic voice.
"Are you still fuckin' around like a little kid in McDonald's field?" she fired back, her eyes blazing in anger.
They glared at each other in silence.
"No," he finally answered. "I've joined the big leagues, too. No more fuckin' around with teenagers for me."
"How nice," she replied coolly.
"It's nice to be with a mature woman," he snapped back at her.
"I'll bet they really enjoy the back seat of this shitty car," she giggled for the first time.
Again there was a long nervous silence.
"Well, I must be going," she finally spoke.
"Can I call you sometime?" he suddenly asked in a tense nervous voice.
"Sure," she smiled. "You know the number."
When he drove away, Debbie continued walking, feeling a little better that Don had stopped and talked to her.
"Hello, Debbie," Barbara Williams beamed when she answered the door.
"Hi, Mrs. Williams," she smiled. "I was just taking a walk and thought I'd drop by for a second."
"How nice," replied the older woman, opening the door. "Please come in, dear."
When they were seated, she called to her husband, "Roger! Look who's here, it's Debbie Marshall."
"Hello, Debbie," Roger greeted her as he stepped into the room.
"Hi, Mr. Williams," she returned lightly.
"Debbie," Barbara said, "I haven't seen you since you took care of my little nephew. I hope he wasn't too much trouble."
"Not at all," Debbie replied, glancing over at the principal. "I really enjoyed him."
Mr. Williams gave her a secret grin.
"Well, what have you been doing?" the woman asked.
"Not much. Just loafing around."
"That's about all I've done," Mrs. Williams smiled. "Roger has been so busy this summer that I've hardly seen him, but we're going to Sea View for a few days."
"How nice," Debbie replied.
"Yes," Barbara continued. "It's a teachers' convention, and Mr. and Mrs. Palmer are going with us."
"I didn't realize you were that close to the Palmers," Debbie said to Mr. Williams.
"Well," he answered nervously, "I don't know him all that well, but because of the school I've worked pretty closely with his wife."
"I'll bet you have," Debbie replied in an overly serious voice.
"It's going to be so much fun," Mrs. Williams continued excitedly. "It will be like a second honeymoon."
"I think it will be, too," Debbie smiled, watching the nervous man.
"Well, if you ladies will excuse me," he stammered, "I have some things I must attend to."
Mrs. Williams and the girl chatted for almost an hour before Debbie excused herself and left.
Later that evening while sitting alone at home, Debbie kept thinking about the Palmers and Williams going away together. The one thing that irritated Debbie was the fact that her two favorite fuck-mates were going away with their wives. She also wondered, with some amusement, how Roger was going to divide his prick between the two women. Debbie knew one thing for certain, it would be one interesting weekend. How she wished she could stow away in their luggage and watch the show. A depression settled over the girl when she suddenly realized there wouldn't be anyone to fuck for the next few days.
"Oh, shit!" she said aloud to herself, walking out to the kitchen for a Coke.
Debbie was absently leafing through a magazine when the phone rang.
"Hello," she answered in a listless voice.
She was surprised when she heard Don's voice on the other end of the line.
"What are you doing?" he asked.
"Why?"
"I just wondered."
"I'm holding this damned phone," she replied. There was a long pause. "Did I interrupt something?"
"No."
"I wondered if you'd like to take a little drive with me?"
"To McDonald's field?" she laughed. "No thanks."
"Don't be so damned smart!" Don snapped.
"Why ask me out?" she continued in a teasing voice. "Where are all your mature women tonight?"
There was another silence.
"Sorry I bothered you," he replied, ready to hang up.
"Wait a minute, dummy," she giggled. "Why don't you drop by? I was only kidding you."
He hung up without answering and Debbie went back to her magazine. She was sorry she had been rude, she really wanted to see him. Since they had had their fight, there were many times when she had sincerely missed the boy, and tonight was one of them.
Debbie quickly jumped to her feet when the doorbell rang. Opening the door, she was very pleased to see Don standing on the steps with an embarrassed grin on his face.
"Hi, guy," she smiled. "Come on in."
He nervously seated himself across from Debbie's chair.
"Want a Coke?" she asked.
"Sure." Following her into the kitchen, his eyes hungrily followed her pert little ass so deliciously, outlined under her tight white shorts.
When she bent over to open his bottle, Don could see the big hard nipples of her luscious boobs under the loose fitting halter. Her flat little stomach and belly button were tantalizingly exposed above her shorts.
"You sure look sexy tonight," he said appreciatively.
"Shit I always do," she giggled, "or haven't you noticed?"
He followed Debbie back into the living room, seating himself next to her on the sofa.
"Well, like old times," she said, sipping her Coke.
"Yeah," he grinned.
"Do you still like my titties?" She smiled, having noticed through the corner of her eye how he had been staring at her cleavage.
"Christ, yes!" he quickly answered.
"Would you like to play with them?" she whispered teasingly.
"Shit, yes."
"Then be nice and I might let you." She kissed him lightly on the cheek.
Debbie was excited. She had decided that she would drive him crazy with all the neat techniques she had learned from the two older men. It would be fun to shock the shit out of him, and her little pussy was crying to be fucked.
Reaching over, she quietly unbuttoned his shirt and slipped her hand through, gently caressing his chest, letting her fingers linger on his nipples. Slowly she gently stroked him, her hand moving slightly lower with each tingling caress, until her fingers found his navel. Kissing him, she slipped her fingers under his belt and pants until they made contact with the thick pubic hair just above his cock.
For several moments her fingers wandered through the thick curly hair. His strong young body was trembling under her teasing caresses.
"Do you like my fingers?" she whispered, nibbling gently on his earlobe.
"Christ, yes!" he gasped, plunging his hand down into her loose open halter top.
"Please take your clothes off," she said, smiling and getting up to draw the drapes. When she returned, he was standing completely nude, his hard cock thrusting out from his lean tanned body.
"You've got a neat build," she whispered, putting her arms around him and pressing her bare midriff against his hot cock.
Clutching his arms around her, Don rubbed his swollen prick up and down against the soft bare flesh of her exposed belly.
"Please take your clothes off," he gasped excitedly.
"Not yet," she teased, leading him to a chair. "Now sit down."
When he was seated, his feet on the floor, Debbie crawled between his legs and took his engorged prick in her hands. Slowly she stroked his cock.
"Oh, my God!" he moaned, his loins shuddering in ecstasy.
Smiling up into his glazed eyes, Debbie's fingers worked delicately up and down his sensitive shaft.
Without missing a tantalizing stroke of her teasing fingers, she bent down and engulfed his lust bloated glans with her mouth.
"Debbie!" he gasped. "What are you doing?"
"I'm sucking you off, silly," she giggled. "But, honey," he almost shouted in an incredulous voice, "you've done that be . . . ? "
"That was before I matured," she answered, slipping the throbbing cock back into her mouth.
"But, Debbie," he started again. "Don't you like it?" she said, again removing his prick from her mouth. "Yes, but.. . "
"Then shut up and enjoy it," she laughed. "You talk too fuckin' much."
Again she covered his glans with her juicy lips, swirling her hot tongue around the big purple bulb.
Don stared in complete shock as she frantically sucked and slurped on his prick. He couldn't believe that Debbie Marshall was sucking him off and with such unrestrained enthusiasm.
His body was lurching violently at the feel of her tongue exploring every sensitive nerve of his shaft while her hot lips sucked desperately on his glans.
"Jesus!" he gasped, feeling her hand slip beneath his scrotum, gently caressing his swollen balls. He gave another wild lurch when her finger lewdly probed into his asshole. Her mouth was now moving faster and faster, taking his glistening cock deeper and deeper into her throat. Almost insane with ecstasy, Don stared through glazed eyes at her beautiful bobbing head, her long golden hair flying wildly around his lap.
His balls were swollen with sperm, screaming for release. His throbbing cock, ready to explode, was shuddering violently in the girl's hot sucking mouth.
"Oh, God!" he screamed, frantically grabbing the young girl's hair, pushing her mouth down harder over his passion crazed cock.
Feeling his body streaking wildly toward a gigantic climax, Debbie sucked deeper and harder on the boy's prick. With a final lurch, he fired a load of thick semen into her eager slurping mouth.
"Oh, Christ!" he shuddered as Debbie continued sucking and swallowing the last delicious drops from his shrinking prick.
"Did you like that, baby?" she whispered up at him, a small trickle of cum dribbling out of the corner of her mouth.
"My God, yes!" he gasped excitedly. "Where the hell did you learn to do that?"
"I've matured," she giggled.
"You sure have," he agreed, still trembling from his orgasm.
Resting her face on his thigh, they spent the next few minutes enjoying a warm relaxed silence.
"Will you excuse me?" she finally spoke. "I've got to run upstairs for a minute."
The boy watched her ass undulating up the stairs in her brief white shorts. He was still stunned with the memory of the exciting blowjob she had just administered to him. He could hardly believe that Debbie had actually sucked him off and had seemingly enjoyed every second of it.
"Honey," she called down a few minutes later, "will you please come upstairs for a sec?"
"Where are you?" he called, walking up the steps, his limp cock swinging freely between his legs.
"In my room."
Don was unprepared for the lovely sight that met his eyes when he opened the door. Debbie's luscious naked body was spread out on the bed, her long blonde hair cascading over the pillow. The girl's smooth young thighs were wide open, her fingers caressing her golden fringed pussy that was so blatantly exposed between her legs.
He stood motionless, staring at the erotic vision spread out so seductively on the bed, her beautifully tanned body a vivid contrast to the crisp white sheets.
"Don't just stand there," she whispered, her eyes half closed and her fingers sensually stroking her hot wet slit. "Come over here and fuck me. This little pussy is just dying for your hard cock."
Slowly walking toward the girl, his prick was now hard and throbbing. Dropping to his knees on the bed, he crawled up between her thighs.
Smiling tenderly, Debbie gently grasped his hard fleshy pole, guiding it toward her juicy pussy. When the tip of his glans touched her eager cunt, she lightly moved it up and down against the hot slippery lips of her juicy slit.
"Oh, God," he moaned, feeling the warm moist flesh against his throbbing glans.
His body lurched excitedly when she slipped the head of his cock through the hot juicy opening of her fuck-hole. Shaking with excitement, his big prick fucked deeper and deeper into the girl's eager young body.
When her cunt was fully penetrated, Debbie arched her hips, sensuously rotating her pussy against the base of his prick.
"Oh God, that feels good," she whispered, locking her thighs around his waist. They remained perfectly still for a long time, their bodies locked in a sweet exotic embrace.
Debbie trembled with delight when the boy began slowly moving his cock in and out of her warm pussy, his big cock sliding deliciously against the nerve ends of her fleshy cuntal walls. The muscles of her fuck-hole sucked and grasped at the full length of his swollen sensitive shaft.
Now speeding the tempo of his long deep strokes, the shaft of his hard cock was rubbing deliciously against Debbie's tingling clit. The wild sensation was driving her crazy with excitement. Raising her hips, she pressed her clitoris against his hot shaft.
"Oh, honey!" she squealed, gently nibbling on his ear. "That's so good, honey! That's so fuckin' good!"
Faster and faster he drove his big glistening cock into the girl's cunt. Every stroke brought groans of pleasure from Debbie. She was frantically thrusting her body up to meet every plunge of Don's assaulting honker.
"Oh, shit!" she shrieked hysterically. "That's it, baby, fuck me good! Rip my cunt open, honey, split me open! Oh shit, fuck, baby! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"
Out of his mind with pleasure, the boy was pounding his cock into her cunt with vicious abandon. Their frantic bodies were bouncing and crashing savagely all over the bed.
"I'm coming, baby, I'm coming!" she screamed, grabbing his ass and pulling him even tighter against her flaming cunt. "Fuck, baby, I'm coming! Harder, honey, harder! I'm comiiinnnggg! I'm commmmiiiinnnngggg!"
Her body writhed violently as she felt his semen flood the throbbing contracting walls of her fuck-hole.
Within minutes, the exhausted couple dropped off into a deep peaceful sleep, and it was sometime later that Don slowly awakened. Half groggy from the heavy sleep, at first he didn't remember where he was. It was the sight of Debbie's tender pussy only inches from his face that brought him back to reality.
The sleeping girl must have squirmed around in her sleep, unconsciously moving her luscious cunt up near his face. He stared fascinated by the droplets of cunt-juice that sparkled on the soft pink flesh of her cuntlips.
Bending down, he lightly ran his tongue up the length of her slit, licking up the little droplets. The sweet pungent aroma of her cunt sent a warm fire burning through his loins. Pushing his face against her pussy, he slipped his tongue into the hot inviting hole.
A murmur of delight escaped from the lips of the slowly awakening girl. His tongue now deep in her fuck hole, he swirled it against the soft ridges of her inner tissues. The exciting texture of her cuntal flesh sent the blood pouring into his excited cock. Gently moving his mouth up, he sucked her clit into his hungry lips. Sucking gently on the hard little bud, he could feel Debbie's soft body trembling with excitement.
Without saying a word, Debbie got up on her hands and knees, and facing his feet, she straddled his face, lowering her cunt down over his open mouth. Leaning forward, she inserted his big throbbing cock between her hot lips. Her cunt pressing eagerly against his mouth, Don's face was buried between the soft cheeks of her ass.
They were lost in the delicious timeless world of passion. There was no rush, just the slow sensuous feeling of tongues and mouths sucking on each other's genitals.
It was a new sensation to Debbie. It wasn't like the frantic sucking and slurping of the two other men who had introduced her to oral sex, this was more like loving tongue caresses. Her body was trembling at the feel of the boy's passionate mouth. The intense pleasure was almost frightening to the young girl.
Gently sucking on Debbie's hard clit, Don was almost out of his mind with the sensual feel of the girl's mouth on the head of his straining cock, while her fingers lightly caressed his balls and asshole.
Her cunt-juice was dripping out of her slit and into his mouth. He thought he would explode with the excitement of her hot sucking mouth wrapped so tightly around his blood bloated glans. He knew he couldn't last much longer, and from the way Debbie was grinding her clit against his mouth, he knew that she too was about to explode.
"Oh, God!" she gasped between slurps! "Suck, honey, suck! Suck me off, darling, suck me off!"
The boy hastened the movement of his tongue against her throbbing clit.
"I'm coming baby! I'm coming!" she gulped, then began sucking savagely on Don's big stiff prick.
Debbie felt the boy give a wild lurch just before his tasty semen squirted up through his quivering pole and gushed into her throat.
Sucking and swallowing frantically, she too was shattered by the most intense orgasm she had ever experienced. They lay side by side for several minutes, too exhausted to speak.
"I'd better get out of here before your folks get home," Don finally said, cradling her in his arms.
"Don't worry," she smiled, "they're out of town for a few days."
"Oh, shit," he laughed, "we can fuck our asses off!"
"Honey," she whispered. "When the hell did you learn to eat pussy?"
"Did you like it?"
"Shit, yes," the girl laughed. "You were fantastic, but when did you learn?"
"Since I've matured," was his teasing reply.
"Honey," she whispered. "I told you that Mr. Williams introduced me to adult sex. Who was your teacher?"
"Mrs. Williams."
"Barbara Williams?" she gasped, quickly sitting up.
"Yep," he grinned.
"My God," she whispered, staring at him with unbelieving eyes.
"Why are you so surprised?"
"Because Mr. Williams says she's not interested in sex except the straight missionary position."
"Shit!" Don laughed. "Old man Williams may not know it, but he's married to the hottest, wildest piece of ass in town!"
"Oh God!" Debbie gasped.
"What's the matter?"
"They're going to Sea View with the Palmers," she answered excitedly.
"What's wrong with that?"
"Hell, he's been fuckin' Laura Palmer all summer."
"What?" Don blurted.
"That's right," Debbie giggled. "Roger Williams and Laura Palmer have been playing fuckie fuckie ever since the class picnic."
"Are you sure?"
"Shit yes, I'm sure. Laura and I have both fucked him in the same bed."
"Does Mr. Palmer know about it?"
"I don't think so," she replied.
"My God!" the boy laughed. "That's gonna be quite a time they'll have at Sea View."
"Honey," Debbie suggested after a moment's hesitation. "My folks are out of town. Let's drive down to Sea View and watch the fireworks when it blows up. We could stay in a motel."
"Motel? Why not stay in old McDonald's field?"
"Fuck you," she giggled, jumping to her feet. "Will you go? It would be fun."
"Okay. If you'll let me taste some more of your pussy."
"It's a deal," she whispered, rolling back on the bed and spreading her legs. "Start sucking, baby, I'm hot and ready!"