Chapter 8
Dick didn't know what to do when he got home. He felt so awful. He felt responsible for the trouble that they had gotten into. He didn't know what to do. He didn't even know where Debbie lived.
He waited for some time and then, he decided to look in the phone book. He saw that there were several Marinos listed and he felt stupid. He should really forget about it.
After all, he didn't really know Debbie. He had picked her up on the beach and then, in a few hours, they were fucking. That wasn't the way that a good girl acted, was it?
But then, he found himself angry for thinking that way. He had been as responsible for what happened as she had been. That was the truth of it, and he really couldn't deny that.
However, he didn't know how to go about any of this. He didn't know what he should do about all of it. He figured that if she really wanted to get in touch with him, she could call him.
After all, she knew his name and his address. He was in the phone book. At least, his father was in the phone book. He was listed and she could get the number from the book.
He paced the house until his parents wanted to know what the matter was. He dodged their questions and parked himself in front of the television. He didn't want to go out, for fear of missing her phone call.
Close to ten o'clock, Dick was about to give up and go to bed. He didn't want to wait any longer. He was convinced that she had just wanted him for the time and that she didn't care about him as a person.
He got up from the television set. He hadn't been paying much attention to it to begin with. His mind was too occupied to even concentrate on anything. All he remembered were the commercials.
They had been loud and had demanded his attention. But, outside of that, he didn't even remember what shows he had been tuned to. He got up and walked out of the room.
He went up to his room and closed the door. There wasn't much else to do but go to sleep. He didn't know what else to do at all. He started to get undressed when he heard the phone ring.
He stopped moving as the ring stopped. Someone had answered the phone. He waited for something. Then he heard a knock on his door.
"Yes?"
"It's for you, Dick. A girl named Debbie."
"Oh, yeah!" He let out a nervous laugh as he walked past his mother. She was more than just a little confused by his reaction, but she didn't have time to ask him anything.
Dick was at the phone and then, he panicked. He didn't know what to ask her. He didn't know what to say.
"Hello."
"Dick? This is Debbie."
She was whispering. Dick didn't know what was going on, but he was more than just a little bit nervous. He didn't know where she was.
"Hey, is everything all right? Are you okay?"
"Oh, sure. It's just that I'm at home. My parents are very angry with me."
"Why?"
"Well, for being out late, that's why."
"It wasn't that late when we were. . .well, interrupted."
"Well, I. . .I ended up having to get home myself."
"What happened? I thought that he was going to take you home."
"Well, he was, but then, he had to go on another call and I had to take the bus."
"Oh, wow, Debbie. That must have been pretty bad. I mean, you didn't have anything else on, did you?"
"No, I never wear anything to the beach but my bikini. I felt awfully funny sitting on the bus in just a bikini. Everybody was looking at me."
Dick thought of the picture. He imagined Debbie in her scanty bikini on a bus full of conservatively dressed people. It was at once erotic and embarrassing. Debbie was counting on that reaction.
"That's terrible. How are you now?"
"Oh, all right. But that cop was awful to me. He, well, he wasn't a very nice person."
"I know. Do you think that he can get us in any more trouble?"
"No, Dick, I don't think so. I think that he was just trying to get us scared."
"Well, he made me want to hit him for the things that he said to you."
'That's very sweet, but he was just trying to give us a hard time, I bet."
Dick felt the" awkwardness flow out of him. He forgot about what he should say and the conversation got very normal. He didn't have to strain at all.
"I'm glad that you called, Debbie."
"You are?"
"Sure. I was worried about you."
"That's so nice. That makes me feel so good "I'm so glad that we met. Honestly, I am, Debbie.' "So am I, Dick."
"Can I see you tomorrow? At the beach?"
"Just the thought of it makes me squirm a little, Dick."
"Gee, I'm sorry. Look, that won't ever happen again. I promise. Not for my part."
"Look it wasn't anyone's fault, really. We didn't mean to get caught by that jerk who called the police."
"Look, maybe we can go for a picnic or something like that."
"Gee, okay. I'll see you tomorrow."
They made arrangements to meet in the late morning and go to the picnic grounds that were off the beach area. In all actuality, Debbie wasn't upset about being on the beach, but she wasn't sure about the police officer showing up again.
She still believed that she had done the seduction and that she was the femme fatale who had forced him to go against what he wanted to do. She had corrupted him in his chosen work.
Debbie wasn't sure that he wouldn't show up again to see if she was there. She was interested in making things cozier with Dick, however', and she wanted to get to know him better.
That night, she lay in her bed thinking about all the things that had happened to her that day. She had met a new boy. She had fucked him right on the beach and then, she had been accosted by that horny policeman. Of course, he couldn't help himself.
However, it had been the first older man she been with. It was the first time that she had been with a guy that old. It was something else for her to grind the way she did over his cock.
Her parents were angry with her when she got home. That part was true. She had gotten home rather late, and she asked Frank to drop her off around the corner from the house.
However, her mother had been extremely worried and when she said that she had been with Bobby, her mother cut her off.
"I happen to know that you were not with Bobby till this time."
"How do you know that?" She asked the question before she realized the obvious answer. Bobby he must have called.
"Because he called to find out if you were home. Where have you been? It is nine o'clock!"
"I was with some friends. I, well ... "
Debbie hesitated. She understood one thing. Her mother knew when she was lying to her. She figured that there was a better way of doing things.
"I met someone new. He's terrific. He is really something. I was with him."
"And Bobby doesn't know about it?"
"No, he doesn't. Was he mad?' "I don't know. He sounded a little bit worried. That was why I worried about you."
"I guess that I better call him"
Her mother was mollified by the half truth that Debbie had told her. She got her some supper and Debbie changed into her shortie pajamas. She still hadn't called Dick. And she wanted to.
"Well, perhaps you had better call Bobby. At least have the decency to let him know that you are all right."
But after she had gone up the stairs, she didn't want to call Bobby. She wanted to call Dick and talk to him. She was a bit in shock at what had happened, though she didn't appreciate it herself.
However, as she dialed his number, her mother came by and she had pretended that she was talking to someone. Namely Bobby. That was during the lull on the phone when Dick's mother had gone to get him.
She couldn't make another phone call after that one. She figured that she could call him in the morning. But she didn't really want to talk to him. She had no idea what she could say to him.
Debbie had dropped boys before. She felt awful for a total of about two hours and then, the new interest filled her thoughts so, that she couldn't think of anything else.
This time was no exception. She was totally involved with Dick. She thought about him during the night, before she felt asleep. She wanted to dream about the picnic that they were going on.
Debbie wasn't the type who delighted in making sandwiches and playing house frau for any male. However, she was infatuated enough with what she considered Dick's prestige to make some effort.
The lunch she prepared did not compare to a real picnic. She threw together some sandwiches and threw in some packaged cupcakes that her mother kept around the house for snacks.
A couple of cans of soda completed the "feast", and she considered her efforts to be maximum. In reality, this was her best effort. She felt so satisfied with herself. The only problem was how to meet him. Finally, she decided to be honest about it with her mother. She got the things together. Her mother would usually drop her off a the beach and Bobby would take her home.
"I'm going to meet this new guy, Mom. Would you like to meet him later on today?"
Her mother was taken with the honesty of the statement and fell directly into it. She could show no anger about her daughter's actions. She was offering her an opportunity to meet the young man.
That meant that Debbie was serious about him and that she wasn't trying to hide anything from her mother. She merely nodded and drove her to the beach. When she dropped her off, she tried to see if there was anyone waiting, but she couldn't and drove off.
Debbie hurried towards the parking lot where she had arranged to meet Dick. She was thrilled when she saw him standing next to a small car. She was thrilled to see him, but the car was really nice, too.
"Hi. How are you today."
"Oh, I'm just fine, Dick. Now that I'm with you."
She put on a little pout and he immediately responded correctly. He put his arm around her and cuddled her protectively. She smiled to herself, thinking that this relationship would be most compatible.
They walked over to the picnic area and spread out the blanket that he had brought. He had some towels with him, in case they wanted to go swimming later on.
He also had his binoculars with him. She was very impressed with them and he taught her how to use them. They had no idea that less than a mile away, Bobby and Evelyn were making it together on the lovely cove beach area.
They laughed and listened to his radio for a while. Then Dick became hungry and wanted to know what to tell her just yet.
Debbie produced the sandwiches. They were anemic looking. After all, she just never cooked, even for herself. She handed them to him and waited for his enthusiastic acceptance. He smiled at the baloney slices between the soft air-filled cottony white bread. He realized that she was more helpless than her had figured.
"Hey, those are great, but I have something
I want you to try."
He pulled a foil wrapped package from his bag. He spread the foil out and then open the inner package. Debbie couldn't believe her eyes.
"Wow, that's great. Where did you get the sandwiches."
"I made them."
"You made them?"
"Sure. I guess we didn't get to talk very much, yesterday, but cooking is something that I like to do."
"You really like to cook?"
"Well, my folks are really pretty different. They really do what other people talk about. They figured that I should know how to take care of myself. Cooking is part of self-sufficiency."
Debbie didn't know what to say. But she did recognized the feeling inside her that told her didn't want any part of her baloney sandwiches. She wanted the warm, delicious smelling concoction in the large club rolls.
"What's inside the bread?"
"Oh, well, its something like a Western omelet, but not exactly. It's more like a ratatouille held together with an egg."
"A what?"
"Oh, that's something like a vegetable stew. It's thick and delicious. I made it. It's really pretty easy. And then, I figured that I wanted to surprise you, so I put it together with some eggs and that's that."
Debbie was duly impressed. She took a bite and was even more impressed. She didn't realize just how much she enjoyed it until she found Dick watching her. He was smiling at her.
"Wow, you really do like it."
"Well, sure. It's really good."
She looked down and realized that she had eaten the entire sandwich. She laughed and then he started to eat his. They laughed at the baloney and she said that he could stay home and cook if they got married and she could go to work.
He said that he didn't mind anything like that. He could do anything, thanks to his parents, who had taught him how to do everything. He could take care of the entire house.
"I even know how to go shopping and plan menus. I can cook whole meals, too. It's really fun."
Debbie was embarrassed to say that she didn't like to cook. That she never did cook. She wanted Dick to be impressed with her. So, she lied to him and told him that she cooked, too. "It's just that I don't like making sandwiches. I like to make a whole meal, too.
I'm not used to making cold sandwiches.
She was so captivating a creature for him, that Dick nodded even though he figured that she was trying to cover for herself. He didn't intend to make her uncomfortable.
"Hey, maybe someday, we can do cooking together. That could be a lot of fun."
Then he politely changed the subject. He wanted her. He had been thinking about her during the night and he wanted her. He wanted her body, in the same way that they had shared it the day before.
The noon, sun baked the earth, but the trees and the water so close brought a cooling breeze their way. It was still during the week, and the place was not overly crowded.
They were very much alone on that part of the beach. Most of the families that came to the beach during the week spent time on the beach. The kids wanted to go in the water and that meant they had to be in the beach area. Swimming wasn't allowed in the picnic area. There were no life guards.
Debbie and Dick were close together on the blanket. They were shaded from the direct sun, but the temperature was warm enough to support the wearing of a bathing suit.
As usual, Debbie was wearing a bikini. She had several different kinds and she wore a different one today. She had worn her clothes, however, over the suit. She unzipped her shorts and took them off.
She was standing on the blanket and Dick was watching her. He was getting horny, just thinking about what had gone on the day before. He remembered the way she looked without anything on.
She threw her shorts on the other clothes and then started to untie the halter top that she was wearing. She had her halter bikini to go with it. She threw that on top of the shorts and then she sat down next to Dick.
"Do you like this bikini? It's one of the newer ones that I have."
"Yeah, it's great. You look great in anything, though, I bet."
"Oh, that's nice to say. I don't know. I'm not that pretty."
She got the response that she was looking for. He immediately contradicted her.
"What do you mean? You're really something! You're the prettiest girl that I've ever met. Honest."
She snuggled next to him and kissed him lightly on the lips. She was so pleased at the response that she had elicited from him. She rewarded him with the kiss and the minimal body contact.
But it was more than enough for Dick to get started on. He was beginning to feel the snake in his pants uncurl and come to life. He could feel the need in his groin as he touched her arm with his hands.
"I think you're the most beautiful girl in the whole world. Really."
Debbie couldn't resist that. She pressed herself up against him and let him touch her all over. He touched her legs and her back. He wasn't touching her vital parts just yet, however.
The sun was hot and the breeze was cool. The combination served to make them horny for each other. The time was right. The time and the feeling was right for the both of them. She melted. She came willingly. She let him kiss her, but it was Debbie who thrust her tongue into his mouth.
She wanted to feel that still stiff cock that she had felt the day before. She wanted to feel excited. She felt excited when he touched her. He made her feel like someone special.
Dick took his cues and rubbed his hands over her thighs. He rubbed across the bathing suit. He wanted to tear it off and thrust his fingers into her tight pussy but he didn't know how she would feel about it.
Debbie didn't allow him to wander in ignorance for very long. She wanted him as much, if not more than he wanted her. She pressed her body against his and especially into his crotch.
When Dick felt the pressure against his cock, he knew that he couldn't stand not touching her cunt. He pushed his hand under her bikini bottom and fumbled until he felt the curly hair.
He thrust his finger into the slit and rubbed up against her clitoris. She sighed and immediately opened her legs. She wanted him in her pussy more than he did. She wanted him all the way in.
"Ahh, Dick, that feels great."
"I want to do it, Debbie. How about you?"
"Yeah, I do, too."
This time, they didn't waste any movement. They weren't coy with each other nor did they try to influence each other. She merely wiggled out of her suit. Though she did feel a bit of discomfort at being naked in the open air, she realized that they were unlikely to be seen here. Dick undressed as quickly. He didn't wear his trunks this time. He had carried them with him in case they wanted to swim. He had his briefs underneath his pants.
Dick, however, was more cautious than Debbie. He pulled his pants down and then his briefs, but he didn't take them off, completely. He figured that he could perform as well with them in this array, and it offered better protection for the two of them in case of discovery. Debbie was about to take her top off, but he stopped her. He didn't know how to say it without reminding her of the awful incident of the day before, but he wanted to say it.
"Don't take it all off. It could be ugly if someone saw us again."
"Oh, come on, that officer isn't going to bother us again."
"Hey, you can't tell. It might mean trouble if he was the one who caught us. He was pretty mean."
Debbie tried to be nonchalant about the entire incident. She didn't actually want to tell him that she had everything sewed up with him, but she didn't want him to hold back in his fucking.
"Oh, just don't worry about him. He won't come here. He promised that he wouldn't."
"He what?"
"Oh, well, he let down later on and said that he just liked to scare kids. That's why he did it."
Dick started to lose his erection. He was getting involved in what she was talking about. She felt it and immediately changed the subject.
"Look, I want to fuck. I don't want to talk about anything terrible. Come on, Dick." She pouted sufficiently for him to realize that he had been wrong and he quickly went back to making love. She rubbed her hands across his cock and when she felt the hard meat grow stiffer, yet, she was pleased.
"You make me horny, Dick. You really do."
She kissed him deeply and he completely forgot about any policeman playing games with them. He forgot about anything but sticking her right up the cunt with his hard cock.
"I've just got to have you, Debbie. I have to do it and soon."
"You do it now. We can fuck all afternoon, if you want."
The erotic image came into his mind and since he was excited to begin with he became uncontrollable. He began to breath hard as he pressed his naked cock into her warm and moistening pussy.
He pressed the blunt end into her hairy patch and the slit parted into a larger opening. He felt his cock slip against the deliciously warm and moist parts of her cunt.
However, there was a target point for his actions. He wanted to spear her cunt. He wanted to stick his cock right into her hole and make her scream until he pumped his cream into her.
He didn't think about anything else. Being sixteen, with a stiff cock wasn't easy. He wanted to be cool, but he couldn't. He couldn't think of anything but her hot, wet cunt squeezing all around his cock.
She had done it the day before and he wanted to feel it now. He wanted to know what it was like to have her suck him off again, with her cunt. He didn't believe how wild her box was.
He rolled on top of her now and she opened her legs easily. She wanted to have him inside her. She didn't protest at all. In fact, she helped him get it in.
She lowered her hand and pressed the tip of his cock into the opening she made accessible by spreading her pussy lips. She spread her lips and fitted him up against the hot, wet, opening.
Dick felt her help and he went mad with desire. He had to pump into her. He thrust into her pussy and felt the very tip sink into her tightness. He grunted with the extreme pleasure that he was feeling and began to fuck her steadily.
He thrust at her every other moment. He was pulling out to get some leverage but he didn't lose a moment in seeking entrance to her magic box. She had so many wonderful pleasures for him that day.
He was thrusting on top of her, driving his cock deeper into her cunt. Each time that he thrust into her, he succeeded in gaining another inch of her cunt. He wanted every bit she had to give him.
As he sunk more of his cock into her, Debbie climbed higher in her own passion. She found it hard to believe that any boy's cock would be so great. She had experienced Frank's thick cock the night before and it had been wonderful.
She knew that she could never forget fucking with Frank, but somehow, this time with Dick was even better. She was thrilling to the way that he touched her skin. She didn't know what to make of it.
This was something different even for Debbie. She was used to fucking just for the sheer fun of it. She wasn't involved with the boys that she dated. She was usually interested in them for what they could give her in the way of prestige.
Dick was somewhat different for her. He was different from the other boys she had fucked with. He was capable of thrilling her by merely touching her arm. He didn't have to be touching her pussy for her to feel good.
However, she was totally taken with the driving fucking that they were sharing. His cock was fat and it filled her young pussy completely. Frank's cock, the night before had been more than she would have expected.
Dick rammed his cock into her and she saw the stars that everyone talked about. She felt the shivers go up her spine and she jerked all over his prick, she couldn't get enough of it.
"I have to have all of it, Dick. Come on!"
She was really far gone and they had only just begun to fuck. Dick, however, was not counting the minutes and he slammed his cock deeper into her. He wanted to give her all the prick that he had for her.
Finally, his balls slapped against her ass and she knew that he was completely inside her. She was groaning as he rammed his stiff organ into her all the way.
Her young pussy was spread out over his cock, but she squeezed him more than she had the day before. Then she had been a stranger to him. Now she wanted all she could give and all she could get.
The boy felt her tight pussy contract over his large, swollen organ and he went mad. He didn't breathe at all. He held his breath in an effort to fuck her right away.
He was concentrating his energy on making her come. He wanted to feel her cream all over his cock. Then he was going to ram her until he burst inside her hot cunt.
Debbie was going wild. She couldn't take much of this. She was so psyched up at being here with Dick. She knew that she wanted him, but he turned her on so very much that she merely wanted to get off right that moment.
She humped her ass all over the place. She was writhing underneath him. Her own pleasure was important to her. She wanted him so that she didn't do anything extraneous.
That is, she didn't stroke him or touch him for his pleasure. She merely fucked with him. She moved her cunt all over his cock, tightening it when she wanted more pleasure for herself.
They slammed at each other, and Dick was the first one to show signs of not lasting. He couldn't take the intensity of emotion as well as the fantastic feeling all around his cock. It was more than any young man could stand.
She clenched her fists and tightened her cunt over his cock and then, as Dick tried to hold off, she felt her own orgasm coming. She didn't realize the problem at first and increased her movements.
"No, Debbie. I'm going to come! I can't help it!"
"I can't either!"
Her teeth were clenched as she worked her body against her partner's. She wanted as much cock as she could get. But she didn't estimate his condition correctly and as she worked towards her burst of pleasure, he beat her to the punch.
"Ahh! I'm coming! I'm coming!"
She felt the gush of come shoot into her pussy. The cream filled her cunt completely. Each time that he stabbed her again, some of the cream would be forced out, wetting her thighs and her ass.
But she didn't care. She didn't care about anything but getting off. She had to do it and do it now. She was desperate to get off on his cock. Now that he was spewing his come into her, that was all the better.
The feeling stole up on her and then, before she realized what was going on, she was coming. She was wetting his cock with her cream. Their juices were mingling in her hot, convulsing pussy.
Debbie didn't say anything as she came. He merely forced him to move with her hands clamped tightly at his hips. She didn't want him to stop moving. She couldn't have taken that.
They heaved together on the blanket and finished their orgasms together. Dick and Debbie were so tired as the intense waves of pleasure broke into smaller rivulets of warmth that they gasped for breath for several minutes after if was all done.
The tingling sensation went all the way out to their extremities. They were gone for the time being. There was nothing else that they could give each other at the moment.
Dick pulled himself off Debbie. His cock was still hard and she looked at it with considerable greed in her heart. She imagined it when he had rested for a little while.
She was thinking of where she would like it next. The breeze was blowing across the both of them and all she could think of was what they could do next. She was becoming insatiable for his cock.
She reached over and swiped at his cock with her tongue. Even though it was fading. Dick felt he pleasure and he winced. It was something that was exquisite for him. He looked at her and marveled at this girl that he had found only yesterday.
They settled against each other, covered partially by the blanket and one of the towels they had brought. It was wonderful to be outside on a day such as that and he turned to kiss her lightly on the forehead.
However, he could think of nothing else either. He wanted her again. They were touched with electricity. They needed each other and they both knew it. It was so great to be next to her. As he felt the breeze whisper past them, he found himself thinking about all the great places that they could go and all the things that they could do. He was truly taken with her.
Debbie, however, was thinking of all the wonderful things that they could do when they fucked. She was beginning to think that this would be the greatest summer of her life. It was going to be something else. Somehow, the beach held a different and nicer feeling for her. Dick was there.