Chapter 9
"Well, did you get the stuff?" Steve demanded on the phone next morning, as Paula sat yawning at her desk.
"Of course not!"
"You were out all evening, baby, because I tried to call you a couple of times-as late as midnight. You must have gotten that job in the city, huh?"
"How do you know I didn't go to a movie?" she snapped back.
"Don't be cute with me!" he snarled. "Remember, I've got you by the curlies."
"All right, I did get a job at an emergency hospital. I worked until 2 a.m., and it was miserable. But I couldn't get the Benzedrine tablets."
"Why?"
"Because nobody gave mc a key to the drug locker."
"Well, there's a way to get it, isn't there? Shake your tits at a doctor. Wiggle that fine ass of yours."
"Steve, you are unspeakably crude!" Paula said. "Maybe. But you got my meaning, right?"
"I'll ... try to get the pills tonight."
"They don't have to be Benzedrine," Steve said. "Any amphetamine will do."
"All right!" Paula said angrily. "Now I really have a lot of work." .
Steve hung up without saying good-bye, and she was grateful. She propped her elbows on the desk and bent her head forward, resting her face in her hands.
I've got to lie down for awhile, she decided. I can't survive on four hours rest!
She hadn't gotten in bed until 3 a.m. and had been forced to get up at 7. She had the same thing to look forward to each night until she could get those drugs Steve wanted-if she had the nerve to steal them. That was the next question.
Paula walked to her couch and lay down. She didn't intend to fall asleep, because she might be called at any moment to look at some sick child or one might walk in on her.
She squirmed on the couch, trying to get comfortable. Her bowl-like breasts quivered in her snug uniform, and the skirt worked its way up her thighs, exposing the tops of her sand-colored hose.
The next thing Paula knew, a hand was shaking her. She blinked at a husky, dark-haired boy, who appeared to be a ninth grader. He was about fifteen.
"Wh-what do you want?" she asked.
He was looking at the patches of pale flesh above the tops of her, stockings, which were exposed by her fucked-up skirt. "I, uh, don't feel so good," he said.
Following the direction of his impertinent gaze, Paula realized that her skirt had worked itself high on her thighs while she slept. Blushing, and angry with the youth for catching her off-guard, she pulled her skirt back into place and swung her legs around. She sat up.
"What's your name?" she demanded.
"Wally Brent." He handed her the pass he had gotten from his teacher, which entitled him to call on the nurse.
Without a warning knock, her door opened and another youth walked in. He was about Wally's age, but slim and light-haired.
"Now what do you want?" Paula asked irritably, getting up and pushing back the wavy hair that had fallen across one cheek.
The boys glanced at each other, and she detected a silent communication between them.
"I feel sick to my stomach," the blonde boy reported, but he didn't look or act ill.
"Where's your pass?" Paula asked.
He handed it to her, and it showed that his name was Ken Miller.
"Well, I can't take care of both you boys at once," Paula said with a touch of petulance. "Ken, wait outside."
He glanced quickly at Wally, who grinned and moved a bit closer to the nurse. "You can take care of both of us, Mrs. Merrill-just like you took care of that young kid out on the yard, yesterday noon."
Paula caught her breath, and her eyes widened as she glanced from one menacing youth to the other. "Wh-what do you want?"
"Just to have some fun with you, that's all," Wally said, and put out his hand, cupping her right breast.
Ken moved up and cupped her other full, quivery mound.
She was shocked by the boys' forwardness. They seemed to resemble men more than they resembled the twelve and thirteen-year-olds she adored.
She backed up, causing her breasts to pull away from the youths' insolent grasp. But they pursued her, and her buttocks smacked fleshly against the wall.
"You get out of here or I'll scream!" she threatened.
"You ain't gonna do that," Wally said with confidence. " 'Cause if you do, well have to tell what we saw yesterday-and, lady, we saw it all!"
"Where were you?" Paula asked, her cheeks burning.
"In the bushes, right near you and that young kid."
She shut her eyes shamefully. "Please...." she murmured, her moist lips quivering.
"Just be nice to us, nursie," Ken said, and reached for a tit again.
Wally did the same, and Paula found herself pinned against the wall while her breasts were roughly mauled by the boys' demandingly rude hands.
"We can't ... do anything ... right here," she said, breathing raggedly.
"Why not?" Wally retorted. "You got a sign on the door, telling people not to walk in."
"Why didn't you obey that sign?" she asked, whimpering.
" 'Cause we got you by the tits, nursie!" he said, and sniggered. "Hey, Ken, that's pretty good, huh? We really do have her by the tits, huh?"
"Man, yeah!" Ken replied as he, like Wally, squeezed a plump, spongy mound. "She's sure got good ones, too-the best damned boobs I ever felt!"
"H how many ... breasts have you touched, anyway?" Paula asked, amazed by the confidence and apparent experience of the fifteen-year-olds.
"Lots," Wally said.
"Ooh shit, yeah!" added Ken. "We get around a lot."
Paula felt they were lying, but they obviously knew a thing or two and had the courage to go after what they wanted. She didn't dare resist them.
"Let's get it over with," she said dismally.
"Now, that's what I like to hear-huh, Ken?" Wally replied.
"Yeah. What shall we make her do first? Suck us?"
"Sounds fair."
The punkish youths kept squeezing and rolling Paula's breasts, making them throb. Unwanted moisture sprang to the lips of her pussy. Her lashes fluttered.
"If ... if I ... suck you off," she said with difficulty, "will that be good enough?"
"Yeah, for starters," Wally said, and sniggered again.
Paula had the idea that if she could bring both boys to climax by licking and sucking them, they might leave without demanding more. She didn't want to get mussed up if she could help it, because she did have to work for the rest of the day.
She sank to her knees on the floor in front of the teenaged punks, hating their arrogant attitude and what they were demanding of her. But her hands didn't reveal her reluctance as she reached toward the youths' distended jeans. It had taken just a feel of her titties through her clothes to bring their cocks up.
She unzipped both fellows' flies and reached in to free their sexual organs. Her eyes widened as she stared at the two horny dicks she brought out-both bare-headed and locking into up-thrusts, super-virile erections. They were about the same length, but Wally's was thicker. Neither equaled the cock of an average man.
Paula leaned closer, her lips parting. The boys looked down, watching her in wordless fascination, as she stuck out her wet, rosy tongue.
She licked a smooth cockhead and felt it quiver, then turned to the other one. Her tongue swiped across the boyish knob.
Oh, God! she thought, shivering inwardly. Two dicks at once! I have sunk to the lowest point yet!
But she went on licking both thrusting peckers, turning her brunette head to and fro, her tongue waggling with obscene urgency.
I just want to bring them off! she thought. Come, you miserable bastards!
Paula pursed her lips around the end of Wally's plump cockhead and kissed it suckingly. She fluttered her tongue against his dewy slit.
"Aaaahhh!" the youth groaned, and shoved his cock forward, sinking his entire knob in her mouth. She let it soak in her saliva as she sucked, swirling her tongue around the throbbing bulb.
Ken gazed down with hot eyes and stroked his erection slowly. Paula released the other boy's organ with a noisy slurp and glided her hot mouth over Ken's skinnier, super-hard joystick. She pumped her slippery lips up and down on his rod while she sucked heatedly.
He writhed. "Shit!" he exclaimed. "Man, that feels good!"
"Give me some more!" Wally husked, yanking Paula by the hair.
Whimpering she transferred her mouth from Ken's cock to Wally's. She pumped her head forward and back. Her senses swirled from the taste of the two young dicks and their raunchy cent, plus the stroking of the iron-hard columns between her lips. Her tongue worked restlessly, swirling around the thrusting peckers ... lapping against their undersides ... flicking against their tips.
The boys became hotter and hotter.
"Suck us both at once!" Wally demanded.
The idea appealed to Paula, in her advanced state of wantonness, but she wasn't sure she could manage it. However, as she held Ken's smaller cockhead within her mouth, she yanked Wally closer, and his stiff dick collided with that of his friend. Pressing the two boys' pricks together, she opened her mouth wide and let her lips stretch even further, crawling over Wally's plump cock-head which was wedged snugly against Ken's glans.
"She did it!" Wally husked.
"Yeah, man! Shit!" Ken exclaimed, his eyes bright as he looked down at the two bristling tools which stuck into the nurse's widely spread mouth.
Paula shut her eyes and sucked shamefully, her cheeks glowing. She didn't have room in her mouth to move her tongue around the two cockheads, but she lapped against the undersides of the organs. Her stretched lips rhythmically compressed around the two shafts, her saliva dribbling down to hang from her chin in a gleaming strand. She felt the boys' cocks quiver in turgid excitement. They writhed, stretching her lips even more.
She had to let go of the excessive mouthful at last, and both dicks sprang out to stand high-wet and throbbing. Paula wrapped a hand around each and began stroking them madly while she leaned to first one, then the other, lashing the swollen pink knobs with her tongue and taking quick sucks from the tips of the twitching organs.
"AAAAARRRRRGH!" Wally rasped, and his husky prick spurted.
"SHIT!" exclaimed Ken, and he came also.
Both cocks spat milky, thick fluid into Paula's shocked face, striking her closed eyelids, her nose and her parted lips. She tasted and breathed in the scent of the musky semen. She writhed, whimpering, but didn't let go of the pricks. She preferred to hold them steady and take all their blasts in her face, rather than get her hair or clothing mussed.
The boys' twitching peckers jetted again and again until Paula's entire face was smeared with their thick, wet sperm, gliding down her nose, cheeks and chin. Finally their organs softened in her hands, and she let them fall limp. She straightened and pawed at her face, spitting distressfully.
"Give me a ... Kleenex!" she managed to utter. "From my desk there!"
She didn't open her eyes, for fear the semen would burn them.
Wally yanked out a couple of tissues and pressed them into her hand. The boys watched her wipe her face clean. Her eyes guiltily opened.
The youths were standing in front of her with their penises still hanging out of their flies.
"Well, aren't you satisfied now?" she demanded, her tone tense and husky.
"Hey, man, I want to fuck her!" Ken said to Wally.
"Ooh, noooh ... please!" Paula moaned. "Anyway, how can you do anything?" She reached out, to illustrate her point, and flipped both flaccid cocks.
"Just take your clothes off, nursie, and my rod will get up again!" Wally said.
"Yeah!" Ken added, already tugging at his limber organ, trying to induce another hard-on.
Paula was dismayed. She had hoped to appease the filthy youths with a suck-off, but it appeared that she had failed in her purpose. Worse, her own body cried for satisfaction. She didn't want the nasty boys to fuck her-but what could she do?
She got shakily to her feet and began to snatch at the buttons on the front of her white dress while she refused to look at the youths. Her cheeks glowed.
The boys waited, with goggling eyes, as she stepped out of her dress, revealing her voluptuous form in a bra and half-slip. She quickly stripped the slip down, flexing her stocking-clad legs.
"Pretty nice-huh, man?" Ken asked Wally while he continued to tug at his penis. The organ was already showing signs of excitement.
"Get you bra and pants off, nursie!" Wally demanded, fondling his meatier cock. "We want you bare-ass naked!"
"Oooooh!" Paula whimpered, drowning in a warm sea of shame as she unclasped her brassiere. She yanked it away from her hobbling mounds.
"Dig those titties!" Wally husked.
"Just like a fuckin' cow!" Ken replied, and sniggered.
Paula felt insulted, because her breasts weren't bovine in the least. But what did these dirty punks know?
The dismayed nurse hooked her thumbs around the top of her panties and stripped them down, exposing her thick bush to the boys' avid gaze. She stepped from her pants and dropped them on the floor with the rest of her clothes. She was nude except for her stockings and garters.
"That's okay, nursie!" Wally said. "We can get at you now!"
"H-how do you ... want to do it?" Paula asked, her throat threatening to close on her.
"I want to get it the way you gave it to that kid in the yard," Ken said, and quickly stretched out on the couch. He wriggled, pushing his jeans and shorts down. His erect cock sprang free from his gliding clothes and angled back toward his face.
Wally watched as Paula knelt astride the other youth.
"I want you to know I hate this!" she said to Ken as she grasped his rod and pointed it up toward her rosy, hair-fringed gash.
"Oh, sure!" he said, and sniggered nastily again.
Paula lowered her crotch, and her pussy wetly kissed the knob of his organ. He caught his breath as she lowered herself further and, with a smooth, grinding motion, entrapped his entire prick in her body.
"Yeeeaaaah!" he husked, grasping the springy-firm cheeks of her ass to hold her snugly against him. His dick throbbed twitchingly in her wet, warm quim.
She leaned farther forward, to bring his shaft into closer contact with her clitoris, because that was where she needed it. Her own shameful desire had become important by that time.
Her breasts dangled above Ken's face, and he moved his hands to her front, grasping and pulling down on her full, spongy mounds.
"It's milkin' time, man!" he told Wally as he yanked at the nurse's stiff nipples.
Wally had an exciting view of her flaring, rounded ass, which caused his cock to stand higher. The view also sparked his curiosity and, as she began to grind her needy snatch around the other boy's up-thrust rod, Wally knelt astride Ken's lower legs and impudently stretched the nurse's buttocks apart.
"Oooh, noooooh!" she moaned in humiliation, but she couldn't stop screwing Ken to deal with the other boy.
Wally stared at her puckered little ass-hole, which seemed to change shape as she wiggled her rosy-lipped cunt around Ken's rod. The kneeling youth moved closer, pointing his sexual torpedo toward the satiny cleft of the nurse's enticing ass, which he continued to hold open.
When he touched the tip of his prick to her anus, Paula gasped. But she was so caught up in the frenzy of her fucking with Ken, that she couldn't defend herself against Wally's unnatural onslaught. Her anus didn't even clench, which was the only thing that saved her from scorching pain as Wally drove his dry prick grindingly into her defenseless rear hole.
" A A A AHHHHGH!" he growled as he felt the nurse's tight ass-hole clasp his cock-inch after gliding inch, until he had his entire shaft stuck into her rectum.
"Maaaan, what're you doing?" Ken asked. "I can feel you inside her. Her snatch got real tight!"
"I'm screwing her ass-hole!" Wally proclaimed proudly.
Paula felt dismayed and humiliated, with two cocks sticking into her at the same time. Her crotch was monstrously impaled, her entire middle stuffed by the two thrusting rods.
Both boys stroked their stiff pricks inside her, rubbing each other through the thin membranes that separated her two penetrated channels. She gasped and squirmed, slapping her buttocks against Wally's cock which speared between them. Her sopped, throbbing cunt writhed around Ken's quivering rod.
The irresistible eroticism of the dual impalement got to her, and she began to bob wildly between the two youths-taking one prick up her snugly gripping ass-hole while the other fucked her hot cunt.
"OOOOH ... GODDD!" Paula panted. "SCREWWWWW ME! FUCK MEEEE! RIP ME IN TWOOOOO!"
She heaved and shuddered jerkily between the two fifteen-year-olds, Wally draped over her back as he spread her tight, rubbery ass, and Ken driving upward into her convulsively clasping pussy.
The youths furiously fucked her, displaying an energetic abandon that only teenagers could have. Paula, greedily grasping for a climax, squirmed and pumped her hips between them. She gasped and moaned.
Her brain seemed suffused by white light, and she shut her eyes. She tossed her head, her hair whipping about. Her tits slapped across Ken's boyish face.
"Ride her, you son of a bitch!" he husked at Wally, whom he could see above her shoulder.
"Keep that cock of yours going!" Wally replied. "I can feel it driving into her cunt!"
Both boys speared and ravished her ruthlessly as her inflamed flesh clutched them, rippling in spastic bursts. The white light in her brain became the aurora borealis, then a Fourth of July night. Fireworks seemed to explode all through her as her hot ass bobbed up and down. Her ass-hole rippled around Wally's cock like rubber-sheathed fingers, and he shot into her bowels. Ken geysered into her pussy. The two pricks jerked against each other as they flooded her with warm cum. She climaxed as never before. When her orgasm was finally over, she was exhausted.
Wally pulled his meaty cock from her ass-hole and stood up, his knees wobbly.
"God damn!" he said. 'That was the greatest!"
Paula withdrew her wet pussy from Ken's impaling but softened penis, and got dizzily to her feet. The youth on the couch sat up.
"Now are you satisfied?" Paula asked raggedly.
"Yeah, nursie!" Wally said, grinning as he patted her jiggling buttocks.
"That'll last us for awhile," Ken added, and picked himself up.
"It will last you forever!" Paula said angrily. "If you ever bother me again, I'll tell Coach Decker. He's a good friend of mine, and hell skin you alive!"
"Yeah?" Ken replied, obviously impressed.
He glanced at Wally, and Paula could see that she had frightened them both. If she had just used that threat at the beginning, she might have saved herself from the degrading dual rape.
She wondered why she hadn't thought of it earlier.
The boys pulled their clothes together and slunk out of her office without another word.