Chapter 8
Southern California opened its palm-fringed arms to the group from Pleasant Valley and clutched them to its sunny bosom.
The children were wide-eyed as they read the Disneyland billboards along the inbound freeway. They chattered about the fun they were going to have.
Janice stared out the window at the streams of traffic, wondering how she was going to survive the humiliation she had received-and the frustration which she knew lay in store, because she never intended to let Rick touch her again.
He and Edna sat in the rear of the bus and snuggled, getting benevolent glances in the mirror from Jim. who had driven all the way. The extra labor had proven worthwhile, because it had given Rick a chance to function effectively with the women.
They arrived, in Anaheim, where Jim had his headquarters in a place called the Rest-E-Z Motel. It was not one of the better places, as Edna summed up with the remark:
"What a shitty dump!"
Rick chuckled. "You don't think they'd let old Jim operate out of a Holiday Inn, do you?"
"Just wait until we start to operate, baby!" she replied. "We'll get that old man by the balls!"
Edna had never enjoyed being a teacher, and she hated Pleasant Valley with a passion. She now saw an opportunity to make a rich strike and to parlay it into a fresh start for herself in the land of orange juice and sunshine. She was determined to play the chance for all it was worth.
"All right, let's go to our rooms!" Jim announced after the bus came to a half. "They're all reserved and ready for us. Ill just pick up the keys."
The boy students were crowded into one room, with Rick to oversee them, while the girl students had two rooms, one teacher in each. Since it was late in the afternoon when they arrived, no activities were planned for the first day. Dinner was at McDonald's, which pleased the kids .but made Edna grumble. Whether Janice minded, nobody knew, because she kept her own counsel. She scarcely even looked at Rick.
Having made a deal with Edna, he turned his full attention to the younger blonde that night. This was with Edna's approval, because both she and Rick realized that Janice posed the main threat to the plan they had worked out.
"Why don't we cut out of here and go to Hollywood?" Rick asked the young teacher as they were returning to the motel.
"No, thank you!" she sniffed, and headed toward her room with the students.
He persisted, tagging along: "Look, I'm sorry about last night. I didn't know Edna was going to show up, and once we got started ... "
Janice entered the motel room and slammed the door in his face ...
"Shit!" he exclaimed.
One of the girl students, who had been tagging behind, heard the dirty word and giggled as she squeezed past him to enter the room.
"What's the matter?" Edna asked, strolling up.
"She's giving me a freeze," Rick complained.
"I'll talk to her tonight and see if I can mellow her up some. I'll tell her you told me to cool it, that she's the one you dig."
"Maybe that will help," Rick agreed. "But what about tonight?"
Edna rubbed teasingly against him. "You mean, you can't go without it for more than 24 hours?"
"Maybe I could. But why should I?"
"You're right. Let's find a quiet spot."
They walked around to the back of the motel where there was an alley that seemed to have little use. They got out of sight of the motel windows and as far as possible from the nearest light.
"It'll have to be a quick one," Rick said.
"That's fine with me," Edna replied. "I've been wanting to suck you off, and this is my chance."
Rick removed his light jacket and put it down for her to kneel on. She did so, and immediately opened his pants.
"Come to Mama ... !" she purred as she lifted his slack penis out.
Rick had always dug sex in the open, and he suspected that she did too, the possibility of being discovered lending extra excitement to the act. They didn't fear discovery by one of the children, since they all presumably were in their rooms. But someone-even a cop!-might come cruising along the alley.
Edna held Rick's penis by a thumb and finger, clamped at the base of its limber stem. His bare glans nodded forward, and she bent close to it, sticking out her tongue. She began to lick the pale-pink, bobbling knob.
The exposed location combined with Edna's loving licks to make Rick's cock stiffen quickly. His proud organ lifted to poke high and hard. The sophisticated schoolteacher nibbled up and down the sides of his shaft, as if she were eating an ear of corn. Then she swirled her glistening tongue around his pink crest and took the knob in her mouth. She began to bob her head, her frosted hair shimmering in the dim light.
Rick rocked on the balls of his feet. His prick, which speared from his pants, stroked between Edna's sucking lips as she moved counter to his gentle thrusts. Her lips felt like a gliding silken band which rhythmically tightened and relaxed around his rod. Her mouth was a wet, warm vacuum.
Rick kept glancing about, but he saw on one infringing on the scene. Edna was totally engrossed in her sucking of his long, tasty cock , ... enjoying the way his hard shaft held her lips apart and stimulated them with its veins and ridges as she pumped her mouth forward and back ... enjoying the way his cockhead forged far back on her lapping, swirling tongue, and the way the wiry hairs that gushed from his fly tickled her nose when she took his prick really deep.
She had her eyes shut in rapture, and Rick neglected to turn his head far enough to check the corner of the motel building.
Twelve-year-old Alex, the tough but girl-shy loner who had been troubled by odd yearnings ever since his thrilling session with young Joyce the day before, had left the room which the boy-students occupied, there being no adult there to prevent him from doing so. He had decided to do some exploring on his own. Simple curiosity had led him to circle the motel ... and look at what he had found:
His teacher, Miss Sawyer, kneeling in front of the guy who had helped Uncle Jim on the bus, taking the guy's cock into her mouth!
As young Alex watched it in the dim light, his small pecker immediately flipped up, straining against his snug pants.
Is THAT how people fuck? he wondered. Do girls take the prick in their MOUTHS instead of in their pussies? Or is this something different ... something special?
He crept closer, sliding cautiously along the wall of the motel so that he would not attract attention.
Wow, Miss Sawyer sure seems to dig sucking that guy's cock! the child thought. Look at her go at it! And the guy digs it, too! Well, who wouldn't? Jeez, I'd love to have some foxy girl suck MY dick!
Some girl like Joyce ... he thought.
He had to open his pants, because his cramped prick was hurting him, and the little dingus speared out, sticking almost straight up and quivering. Alex grasped it.
He had never masturbated, but Joyce had taught him something about the way it was done, and he began to stroke his cock rhythmically, as she had.
His young eyes strained in the gloom to see as much as possible of the shocking scene in the alley. His teacher's clasping lips were flying up and down on Rick's long pole by that time-and was it ever long! Alex couldn't believe his own cock would ever grow that big.
Rick was stroking between the teacher's o-shaped lips while she bobbed her blonde head fast. Alex stroked his own dick quickly.
Suddenly Rick pulled back and out of the teacher's sucking mouth. His stiff cock flipped up and down, quivering. Then it blasted, and Alex was shocked to see spurts of thick, milky fluid spurt from it to splash right into Miss Sawyer's face!
She didn't seem to mind. In fact, she seemed to dig it, opening her mouth and sticking her tongue out, like Alex did sometimes to catch raindrops. Rick's rain splattered all over her nose and lips and cheeks and chin. She moaned and eagerly slurped the slimy substance in.
Alex's rapid stroking of his youthful dong caused it to jerk spastically, and blissful warmth flooded through him. But no milky-white stuff burst from the end of his pecker, as it had from Rick's.
Nevertheless he felt strangely satisfied, and he restored his softening organ to his pants. He quickly left the scene without his presence having been discovered.
Rick helped Edna to her feet and used his handkerchief to mop the semen off her pretty face. Then he kissed her.
"Why didn't you shoot it into my mouth?" she mildly complained, though she had climaxed anyhow, when he had blasted.
"I felt like doing it this way," he said. "You didn't mind, did you?"
"Noooooh," she purred, snuggling against him, and her voice tensed a bit as she asked, "Do you think anyone saw us?"
"I doubt it."
"Shit!" Edna murmured, and giggled.
Alex ran back to his room and was very quiet for the rest of that evening.