Chapter 4
After Keith Edwards had left the swimming teacher at the pool, he had seen her walking toward her office and had secretly followed her. He, too, had heard Denise Layton giggle, and had watched Holly Granger as she stood and watched them from behind a tree. At the time he hadn't known for sure what was happening in the bushes, though he'd been able to guess.
He had not particularly noticed Miss Granger's behavior then. He'd been so preoccupied with what he imagined to be going on in the bushes and with the idea that the two guys he disliked more than anyone at the center were finally going to get caught at something, that he'd paid little attention to the swimming teacher.
But before the center had closed, Steve and Mike, discussing the incident, said, to his shock, that they had not been disciplined by the supervisor. This made him begin to think about the incident again.
Now, as he tossed on his cot, piecing the event together in his mind again, he realized that Miss Granger had stood watching the trio longer than she'd had to. For the fact was Steve and Mike had been feeling up Denise while the swimming teacher watched. And that made the whole episode much more complex-and troubling.
There would have been nothing extraordinary in the swimming teacher's eavesdropping on one of the young people at the center-not when a girl was giggling from behind a bush, nor in her stopping what was happening there; he would have expected that from any of the center's personnel. But as close as he could figure, the interval between the time Miss Granger had first looked in the bushes to when she'd spoken to them was nearly five minutes. She'd watched for that long, when the normal reaction of an adult on finding two young men feeling up a girl would have been to come in immediately and put a stop to what they were doing.
But there had to be a reason she had put off interrupting them that long, Keith concluded rather vaguely during the rest of the day. He had fallen asleep with that thought on his mind. When he awoke in the morning, that was the first thing that came to his head. Though he had already been hazily aware of its significance, it was only then in the clear light of the morning that he was struck by its full impact. It had been getting her too hot for her to stop them! She had enjoyed the whole thing as much as they had, and maybe even a little bit more!
The plan was absurd, Keith knew that, and as he looked at the scattering of sun-sparkles on the pool, he felt his resolve to go through with it slipping.
He no longer had any doubt that the swimming teacher was horny as hell. She was new to the town just like he was, and had apparently not been getting laid. Now, Keith figured, she was probably just about ready for any cock that came along. The episode yesterday had convinced him of that.
But there was a problem: the approach. Keith was still a virgin, and because he had always been so shy, he didn't have much experience in this kind of thing. In fact, he'd never really touched a girl's naked tit before, and he wasn't even sure how one was supposed to get that far.
Yet it was that very thing which had given him the idea for his strange plan. He would make Miss Granger feel sorry for him, make her think that he was so lonely and had never had a girl and was near suicidal about his inability to meet them. Maybe he would even throw in a few lines about not knowing anything about sex. That always got them. But he had to start the conversation first, without raising her suspicions. He couldn't just barge into the pool area and start asking things like that out of the blue. He had to have a reason for being in there in the first place. Otherwise Miss Granger might catch on to his real purpose.
Still everything hinged on her feeling sorry for him and wanting to help. If she didn't, and that was entirely possible, then Keith would have to make an overt move somewhere along the way. If he did the wrong thing, then not only could he get in a lot of trouble, but he'd risk losing the friendship of the swimming teacher he had come to like so well. Hell, she wasn't really much older than he was anyway. Maybe she was within a reasonable age to him that would make just coming straight out and asking her if she would go out with him the best plan. But no, that wouldn't be a good idea; they may have a rule against that and then all of his chances would be gone. He had just better play it as safe as he could.
Keith sighed and looked out at the pool again. What he needed was a reason to be alone with her, a good reason; then he'd just hope he'd have the guts to go through with the plan.
"Hey, Radish-head!"
Keith whirled around to see Mike Slade and Steve Roland standing behind him.
"What'cha doing, Radish-head?" Steve smirked. He had positioned himself directly behind Keith with his feet planted apart and his face contorted into a cruel childish grin.
"None of your damn business," Keith sneered, angry with himself for still being a little bit afraid of these two punks. Hell, he was way out of their league, he shouldn't be afraid of them. But then again he was the new kid on the block, so to speak, and as far as they were concerned, he still had something to prove to them before he would be accepted. Personally, he didn't believe in that sort of thing, but if he wanted to live here in peace, he supposed he would have to put up with it and go along with them.
Steve nudged his companion and chuckled. "You hear that? None of our business."
"Yeah?" Mike answered mockingly, stepping between Steve and Keith. "What'chadoing around here?"
Keith dropped his eyes. "Nothing."
Suddenly he felt two hands grab his shirt and pull him forward. "I asked you what you was doing around here," Mike bellowed in his face. "Now you going to answer me or not?"
"I-I said nothing," Keith returned, wondering what the hell they were going to do next.
"Aw, now, be reasonable, you must be doing something here," Mike said with sarcastic sympathy. "I mean nobody comes here to do nothing." As he said this he moved around behind the youth and, unseen by Keith, winked at Mike. "Bet he came over to look at the naked girls in the locker room.
Dirty little peeping torn."
"Gee, I think you're right," Mike said, gripping the boy's shirt tighter. "Came to look at the girls, did you?" he said with a sneer and shook him, then he glanced back at Keith with a scowl. "Bet you never even saw a naked girl. Never even fucked a girl, have you?"
"Ha, he ain't never fucked a cunt!" Mike sneered.
"Nooooo!" Keith moaned. "But so what. There are more things in life besides screwing!" he said defensively.
"You're a virgin!" Mike yelled, pushing the youth backward.
Before Keith knew what was happening, he had tripped over Steve and fallen to the ground. "So if a man can't fuck, he can't do anything, huh? Is that what you guys think?"
"Yeah, that's what we think," Steve said, standing up again. "Tell me something you can do that could match anything I can do." He kicked some dirt at the young man on the ground in front of him, then burst into laughter. "Tell us one thing!"
"All right, I could swim rings around you!"
"Oh yeah, well then, let's go and find out right now!" He started toward the pool.
"Hey, wait!" Keith said, trying not to panic. "I can't go now. Later, next week."
"Great! We'll be there. You better be ready, virgin, or you're going to get clobbered," Steve said menacingly. "Hell, he'll get clobbered anyway," Mike said, laughing.
They were still snickering as they walked away.
Keith Edwards sat dejectedly on the ground, wondering what the hell he had gotten himself into. He was going to be in a swimming race next week! Jesus Christ, he didn't even know how to swim!
"Keith, what's wrong?" Holly Granger cried as she rounded the corner of the building and saw the young man sitting on the ground.
"Mike and Steve were here and I think I just jumped into the fire!"
"Mike and Steve what?" Holly asked somewhat vaguely, not understanding what he was talking about. For some reason, she felt herself stiffen at the mention of the two names, but the sensation passed quickly, and she turned her thoughts to what he had said about jumping into the fire.
"Here," she said, "let me help you up and then you can tell me about jumping into this fire of yours."
As Keith stood up, he glanced up to see the swimming teacher, looking down at him questionably. Her huge tits were straining against her blouse, and Keith sucked in his breath nervously, feeling a strange constriction in his throat. He had suddenly realized that this was the perfect set-up. Those two clods Steve and Mike had done him a favor. His swimming race was his ticket to solve the problem that had occupied his thoughts for months, that of getting his first piece of ass. But until today it had only been a dream. He had to give Steve Roland and Mike Slade credit for it, though. If it hadn't been for them he'd still probably be sitting on the ground worrying about how he would get beautiful Holly Granger alone. But they'd solved that for him. Now, if he used the right approach, and his stupid plan worked....
"Now tell me what happened," Holly said as they began to walk toward the pool area. "If those two young men have been bothering you we'll have to do something about them. You know they have a record for trouble around here."
"Th-that's all right," Keith said. "They didn't do anything to me."
Holly paused and looked up at the young man walking alongside her, smiling tenderly. She felt a sudden urge to take him and hold him to her, almost as though she wanted to comfort him for the cruelty she knew he had suffered at the hands of the two other boys. But she knew it was more than that. She really did like Keith Edwards.
"Really," Keith said, "they just said some things to me, that's all. I tripped all by myself."
"Are you sure they didn't hurt you?" Holly asked.
"Yeah, really." He glanced back up at the swimming teacher, then started walking back toward the pool. Oh God, she had big beautiful tits!
"All right," Holly said. "I think I have a few things you could help me out with at the pool if you have time." She stopped as she came to the wire gate surrounding the pool. She took the keys out of her pocket, her asscheeks swaying enticingly beneath her shorts at the movement.
She knelt down in front of the lock to unlock it, and Keith noticed that he could see the crotchband of her white nylon panties beneath the shorts and a few stray strands of her soft, dark pussyhairs curled teasingly out from beneath it! He squirmed, and Holly glanced up at his face. "I always seem to have trouble with this lock."
"Oh," Keith said, hiding his eyes. He could feel his body burning with the anticipation of what he was about to do. But his resolve was beginning to slip again and he was no longer sure he could make himself go through with it.
Finally, when she had the lock open, she stood up and gazed at the youth. "Say, Keith, remember yesterday?"
Surprised, he looked up. "Yes...?"
"Well, I'm sorry about the way I acted. I really...."
"That's all right, Miss Granger," Keith said sheepishly. "It really didn't matter. I was just a little lonely."
"If there's anything I can do to make it up to you," Holly said tenderly, "I will."
Hardly believing his ears, Keith stared at the beautiful swimming teacher for a moment, then he swallowed. "Anything?"
Holly laughed sweetly. "Well ... just about."
Keith stared at her for a while longer. "Uh ... there is something."
"What, Keith?" she asked in a warm, generous voice.
"Wellll...." Keith knew this was going to be the most difficult thing he'd ever tried to do in his life, but now he had to go through with it. If he didn't, he'd never be able to even compete in the swimming race with Mike and Steve, let alone get to be alone with Holly Granger long enough to fuck her. And for that matter, if he didn't prove to himself he at least had the guts to try to get laid, he might be a virgin for life. "There's something I wanted to ask. That is, if you have enough time."
"You won't know until you ask," Holly said encouragingly. "What can I do for you?"
Still Keith hesitated, his eyes cast down to the ground. Then he took a deep breath. "I have to learn how to swim. See, Mike and Steve found out that I was still a virgin," he said finally in a stumbling voice.
Holly almost gasped out loud. Her eyes flared wide open and she stared at the young man. In spite of everything that had happened yesterday, culminating in her committing what, for her, was the most shameful act of fingering herself in the pool, Holly had succeeded today in maintaining a facade of composure. After the temporary satiation of her own secret and obscene lust, she'd been able to get a good night's rest. And thus far today she'd been fortunate enough to avoid both the two young men she'd found fondling Denise's tits in the bushes and Warren Friesen. She'd even managed almost to pretend that none of the disturbing incidents had happened. But now in one fell swoop all her composure had shattered.
"But Keith," she said in a trembling voice, "why are you telling me that?"
Keith hung his head shamefully. "I guess 'cause I need your help. I haven't been able to screw a girl yet so they said I wasn't a man."
"But that's silly, of course you're a man. Don't you know that already?" Holly inquired, feeling a ray of hope.
"No, ma'am," Keith lied with a look of utter innocence. "Everyone's always told me that you aren't really a man until you've ... well, you know ... fucked a girl!"
"Keith, don't listen to that. A man's not measured by the cunts he's screwed," and quickly added, trying to change the subject, "now, what is this thing about jumping into the fire?"
"I challenged Mike and Steve to a swimming race to prove I was a man," Keith said quietly.
"But that's wonderful. I don't see what your problem is with that," Holly said, unable to quell the tender emotions welling in her tits as she thought of the dilemma Keith must face in trying to cope with the teasing his peers were going to give him about being a virgin at his age.
Keith shrugged, fidgeting with his hands and looking down at the floor. "Well, I grew up in the city, never even left my hometown before I moved here. I guess what I'm trying to say is that Steve and Mike got me in a corner and I challenged them to the race ... but that's a problem." He hesitated a moment. "I can't swim!"
Holly sighed, looking warmly down at the youth. "Well, Keith, I guess you're right about being in a bind. That will be doubly worse for you if they find out you're a virgin who can't even swim!" She smiled understandingly.
"I think I can help you solve your problems!"
"Yes, Miss Granger?" Keith said, looking up at her huge tits hopefully.
Holly's heart was racing with wisps of excitement surging wickedly in her chest at the prospect of helping such a cute and sensitive young man as Keith Edwards. She was going to give him more help than he had ever bargained for.
Holly led the way to the dressing room.
"Keith, go into the men's locker room and get into your suit. I'll change into my bikini and meet you in the pool. The first thing I'll do is give you a swimming lesson."
"Okay, Miss Granger," the young man replied.
Five minutes later she stood in the shallow end of the pool, the water up to her waist, and held a float. Keith waded out, and as she patted the board with her hand, he lay down on it on his back, eyeing her expectantly.
Holly tried to smile, then flicked her tongue from her mouth to moisten her full, sensuous lips as she prepared to begin.
"Hummmmmmm ... hmmm ... where should I start, Keith?"
The young man took a deep breath. He could see that Miss Granger was excited, her cunt was probably all hot, and he was beginning to feel more manly though he still didn't want to get his hopes too high just in case. Golly, he didn't want to be too disappointed!
"I don't care about learning to swim...." I want to know how men and women ... fuck."
Holly couldn't contain the burst of nervous laughter that issued from her throat at the shocking remark. "How people fuck? Oh, Keith, that's so ... so innocent of you!" she added, again bursting into almost uncontrollable laughter. "Better you learn to swim ... here ... kick your feet."
"Well, tell me how they do it," Keith said courageously. "I don't know anything about fucking ... I really don't even know what the difference is between what men and women have. Experience-wise, I flunk."
Holly drew in her breath hoarsely. "The male sex organ is called the penis, Keith. Now, if you've asked me this question, do you need an explanation of its erection? The female, in turn, has a cunt. This is a big void hole. In the act of sexual intercourse the man's penis is stuck into the woman's cunthole. The male creams ... cums ... and if the female happens to be ovulating at the time and the male sperm unites with one of her eggs, that will cause her to become ... aah ... with child."
"There seems to be more to it than that," Keith said. "Jeeeez ... I mean, what does that have to do with kissing and playing with chicks' tits and all those things the guys talk about?"
Holly flushed and she was unable to resist another nervous laugh. "Oh, Keith, you really are making this hard for me. Naturally there is so much more to it than that, variations, different ... uuh ... fucking ... positions. There are different ways for men and women to stimulate each other. .And the whole reason, I suppose, aside from making babies, is for the two partners to attain a mutual cum."
"What's a mutual cum, Miss Granger?"
Holly shook her head, watching the young man through narrowed eyes, unable to believe his innocence. "That's when both partners cum at the same time."
"And how do you do that?" Keith asked. "See, that's what I want to know, is how you really fuck."
"Keith!" Holly gasped. "You really are making this hard on me now." She paused, staring down at the water; then sighing, she splashed some of the water on her bare stomach.
Keith was so nervous he could hardly sit still. Crap, he'd never so much as even made a pass at a chick, and now he knew this was his big chance. Miss Granger's hot cunt was obviously excited, and in spite of all his anxiety, he knew he had to make his move while she was holding the float for him and was so close to him. If he didn't, he doubted if he'd ever be able to forgive himself.
With a trembling hand, the excited young man reached up toward one of Holly's fully swollen breasts. She wasn't even aware of his movement until his hand came right into contact with her voluptuously rounded tit-mound. "Ooooooaaaahhhh!" She started so violently that Keith drew his hand back as if he'd touched a red-hot branding iron.
Holly stared down in shock and dismay at the innocent young man who lay virtually paralyzed on the float, his face pale. She caught her breath, her own lips trembling as she glared down at him. She was so stunned by his blatant audacity that for a moment she couldn't even find the words to speak. She cast her own eyes downward, watching the inviting rise and fall of her huge, succulent titties, heightened by her hastened breathing. She still couldn't believe that Keith Edwards had done what he had ... nor did she know how to react to it! She felt at once appalled and excited. The episode had taken on an air of unreality in her mind, and she wasn't quite in control of herself.
"Shit, I didn't mean anything, Miss Granger," Keith said in a halting voice. "I'm sorry. I'm really sorry. I ... Jeeeeez ... I just wanted to know what a woman's tits felt like for once!"
Holly lifted her eyes slowly back to the cute young man. For some reason her whole body was tingling, little shivers coursing delightfully over her flesh. There was a lewd fluttering in her pussy and her heart was pounding furiously. Again she was lewdly reminded of yesterday's eerie chain of events, beginning with the shocking sexual scene she'd witnessed in the bushes, ending on the solitude of the deserted pool when for the first time in years she'd committed the sordid act of fingering her own hot pussy until it came! But whatever satisfaction she'd derived from that depraved and shameful act had only been temporary. Today, back here in this same pool, her forbidden desire had reawakened, even more compelling, an alien, surreal force that loomed larger than all her self-control! Maybe she should have been angry at Keith Edwards for his shockingly overt move of feeling her hot and trembling titties, but she was unable to react in the way she knew she should ... all she could think of now was the shame and embarrassment he must be experiencing, which she could see clearly evidenced in his crushed countenance.
Oh, God-, he looked so forlorn, so rebuffed, and she couldn't help but hope she'd mistaken the meaning of his shocking action a few moments ago! Her hand trembling, Holly reached out slowly and touched the reclining young man's face; then, her fingers working lightly through his wet hair, her palm moved down to rest on the back of his head.
"Ooohhh ... ooohhh ... Keith ... Keith...." she purred softly. "What's the matter? You never did anything like that before! You've never ever in your life fucked a pussy?"
Stunned, Keith yielded as she pulled the float closer toward her. Holly bent over, flicking her tongue out to moisten her full, voluptuous lips in a mischievous gesture. The young man watched with a mingling of apprehension and anticipation as his swimming teacher leaned her face even closer to his. God! He'd never felt so awkward and ashamed in his life as he had a few moments ago after he'd reached out and blatantly touched her huge, fantastic titties right on the berry, and during those brief minutes as she'd stared at him in shock and anger, he'd decided he must have been a complete fool to ever come up with such an outlandish scheme. Then she'd changed completely. The anger had left her face, to be replaced by an expression of warmth and tenderness and something else Keith still didn't even want to name in his own mind. And now it looked like she was about to kiss him right here in the pool, or something ... and then an involuntary purr issued from the soft contact of his chest against the lustfully swelling fullness of her nakedly quivering tits as she nuzzled her face affectionately down into his wet hair.
Holly didn't know what had come over her, but now she couldn't stop herself ... she just had to hold him for one minute, to kiss him, to touch him, to feel his body against hers ... and then with a soft moan, she turned the nervously trembling young man's face up toward hers. She caught just a glimpse of surprise in his eyes before she bent her head down and covered his lips with her own mouth, breathing softly into his and parting her own lips wide to flick the tip of her tongue tantalizingly in between his teeth.
Keith stiffened in shock as Holly kissed him right on the lips. Christ! He could feel her huge nipples pressed hard against his chest and she was breathing heavily, her body trembling. This was the closest he had ever been to a person of the opposite sex, a gal, excepting his mother, of course. But this was no motherly kiss. God, it felt as if the swimming teacher was about to suck his tongue out by the roots, and even if he hadn't known the first thing about sex, instinct would have told him that she was really getting hot now!
Another soft tremor of excitement coursed through Holly's body as Keith's hands moved cautiously back up to touch her waist, then trailed slowly up her sides beneath her arms, lightly brushing the hotly heaving swells of her huge titties. Holly could feel the electric excitement exuding from Keith's trembling body, and she knew what she was doing was crazy ... she was leading him on! And Keith's response to her cock-hardening embrace could only be one of sexual arousal ... but she couldn't stop! Her tits were just bursting with all the love and emotion that welled up in them for this innocent young man, her naked flesh quivering with her own forbidden craving.
Another distant purr rising in her throat, Holly removed her lips from Keith's snuggling her face against his cheek and blowing softly into her ear. Now she didn't resist as one of Keith's hands slipped between their bodies to eagerly cup and massage the ripely rounded firmness of her tits, hardly protected by her flimsy bikini top.
"Miss Granger," Keith gasped breathlessly. "God, will you show me what you were trying to explain before? Will you show me how to do it ... h ... how ... to ... how to fuck?"
Holly could hardly believe her ears! Yet now the blunt request, which ordinarily would have shocked and angered her, prompted a much different reaction. The lust in her cunt, her compassion for this naive young man only grew beyond everything she could do to control it, and the delicious sensations coursing through her entire body only made it more difficult for her to resist the temptation that must have been growing secretly in her subconscious all summer and only in the last couple of days had emerged out into the open.
"Please, Miss Granger," Keith went on desperately, knowing now he had nothing left to lose by trying. "Ohhh ... ohhh ... Jeeeez ... will you do it with me ... or pull your bikini panties down and show it to me? Show me your ... your ... pussy?"
Still purring softly into the young man's ear, letting his hands continue to move freely over her straining tits, Holly shook her head. "No, Keith. No, I can't ... I just can't!"
Holly was hardly even aware as Keith took one of her hands and pulled it gently downward. Only when it was placed right down on his lewdly throbbing hard-on that tented the crotch of his swimsuit did she realize what he was doing. Then another shock coursed through her cunt as his other hand dropped from her tittie to worm its way up her soft-skinned inner thighs toward the loose cuntband of her short, barely protective bottoms which hardly protected her already wetly seeping pussy lips.
Keith was so excited he could hardly stand it! He still wasn't sure how he'd gotten himself into this, and every move he was making now was completely out of character for him. But he didn't care any longer ... the excitement of playing with Holly Granger's huge naked tits, and having her hand resting on the pulsating hardness of his prick, the sheer thrill of working his hand under the pussyband of her bikini were almost more than Keith could take. His virginal cock was so hard he thought it was going to burst out of his swimsuit, and if he didn't get to fuck Holly Granger after all this, he thought he was going to go-out of his mind!
With concentrated effort, Holly managed to pull away from the innocent young man and retreat a step backward from the float where he lay. She stared down in disbelief at the stunning sight of her own body. In his attempt to work his hand up the pussyband of her bikini, Keith had managed to nearly pull them halfway off her hips and now, beneath the thinly revealing panties, the soft wet brown hairs of her pussy were exposed, nestled so invitingly between her thighs. Then her eyes lifted slowly to the wide-eyed young man who still lay on the float, watching her hungrily. Her gaze found focus on the lewdly bulging hard-on in his suit, then moved slowly up to his pleading face. She bit hey lip, her flesh burning with the unleashed desire coursing through her pussy. She shook her head in a negative response to Keith Edwards' pleading eyes, but was still unable to quell the welling cock-hunger in her own body, and she knew it must have looked to him like a feeble gesture indeed.
"But Miss Granger," Keith begged, "you can't stop me now. You just can't. I want to fuck you so bad I can hardly stand it."
Holly watched the young man in desperation. She knew he was right, for it had been she who began this! And now she couldn't believe she had gone so far. Keith must be half out of his mind with unfulfilled desire, and if she left him hanging like this, she was no better than a heartless cock-tease, or worse!
Besides, she rationalized, it might be good for him to finally become a man.
"Will you let me fuck you?" he repeated.
For another short moment the battle was waged in Holly's mind until she hit deliriously upon the insane conclusion as to what she was going to do to relieve the frustration she had so inadvertently caused him.
"Okay, Keith. If you promise you'll never tell anyone about this."
"I won't tell. I promise I won't tell anybody. Honest to God!"
"I can't let you fuck my pussy, Keith," Holly said softly; "even though I want to, I can't."
"I don't understand...."
"But I know I can't leave your prick all hard like it is either, after we've gone this far."
Holly slid her hand slowly down her own body to the bikini bottoms and pulled them up again. But in her carelessness and confusion, she didn't quite accomplish her purpose. When she stepped back toward the float, the elastic cuntband on one side was still down near her thigh, and Keith could still glimpse some brown pussy-hairs curling wetly out, and he stared at them, bug-eyed, as she placed one of her hands on his forehead to press him down on his back on the float.
Holly knew what she was about to do was sheer madness as she moved down, her hip by his head, but at least she could console herself with the fact that she wasn't going to be doing it for the satiation of her own selfish sexual needs. As much as she would have liked to demonstrate what she'd just had a difficult time trying to explain, she had no intention of letting Keith fuck her cunt. She was not going to exploit an innocent young man for the satisfaction of her own naked desires no matter how much she might be tempted by the prospect. But by the same token, she wasn't going to leave that huge delicious hard-on.