Chapter 7
The next day at school Judy felt as if people were talking about her. For some reason she felt very paranoid. She was afraid that Jim had said something. But she knew that he promised not to. But she was beginning to suspect that he didn't.
She was in the girls' room when Tina Bradsy came up to her. "I heard that you went out with Jim," Tina said. Judy didn't answer. "Fred told me that you both had a good time," Tina giggled. Judy still didn't say anything, but she feared for the worse. She knew that if Jim told Fred anything about what happened the whole school would know.
"What are you keeping so quiet about?" Tina asked. Judy wanted to get out of there as soon as she could. She turned to leave, but Tina called after her. "You think you're so self-righteous. Well Miss Self-righteous, you're just like me. Even though you come off as some kind of prize, you're just like me."
Tina wasn't through. "And to think that you were insulted at my party. You didn't want to even be associated with me. You left. But your boyfriend stayed. You know that his tongue has been on my cunt too," she said. "I've had his prick in my mouth just like you have."
Judy didn't want to hear any more. She left the girls' room. She left school. She was right when she thought that people were staring at her. How could she face them? Tears were running down her face. She ran home. She didn't want to see anyone. She wanted to be alone.
She ran home faster than she ever did before. She went straight up to her room. She was all confused. She didn't know what to think of first. She looked at the time. Her mother would be home soon.
The fear that had started yesterday grew at that moment. Her mother would surely find out about what she did in a day or two. Or even today. She was terrified at the thought. She didn't know what her mother would do. Her mother never used physical means to punish her. But she used stronger ways.
She thought of Jerry, and how he had shown her the pleasure that led her to where she was now. He had been the one who made her what she was now. He was the one who had humiliated her. She knew that would be the first thing that her mother would say. It was her association with Jerry that made her into a slut.
At that moment of confusion Judy believed that she was a slut. She believed that what she did was morally wrong and that she would be punished for it. All the thinking she had done about breaking rules and being free were now clouded by the fear that she felt.
She was afraid. I'm being punished, she thought, for the evil I did. She wanted to scream out that she was sorry for what she did. She wanted to tell someone that she was sorry and would never do that again.
She thought of Jim. He had broken his promise. He too had used her. She imagined him boasting to his locker room friends that he had eaten her cunt. Who knows what else he had said. Who knows what other rumors were flying around school. Who knows what stories would get to her mother.
She wanted to hide, to get away from everything. She had been used by two boys for their own pleasure. She did something very wrong. She broke a code, a moral code that she was told never to break. She attained pleasure in the most perverse way possible. And now she was being punished, punished for the evil that she did.
She felt sick. She ran to the bathroom and threw up. She washed out her mouth. She looked at herself in the mirror. She couldn't stand the sight of herself. Her reflection disgusted her. She wanted to die. She wanted to escape from all the humiliation that she felt, and all the terror that was yet to come.
She heard her mother's car on the driveway. The moment she dreaded had come. Without thinking she opened up the medicine cabinet. She took out one of her father's razor blades. Only for a second did she feel fear of what she was about to do.
She looked at the blue veins on her wrists. In a flash she brought the razor across them. She did the same thing with her other wrist. She felt no pain. She looked at her wrists, for a second there was no blood. But then she saw the red liquid flow from the slits. Her head swirled and she fainted.
When her mother came home she saw Judy's school books. She usually got home before her daughter. Doris called her daughter but there was no answer. She went upstairs, but still there was no answer. She looked in Judy's room and saw that she had been home, her bed was rumpled.
Then she looked in the bathroom. She saw her daughter lying in a heap on the floor. She saw the blood coming from her wrists. She thought that she was going to faint, but she composed herself and ran for the phone. She called for an ambulance.
Then she called her family doctor. She became hysterical. The doctor calmed her down as best as he could over the phone. The ambulance arrived and quickly took Judy onto a stretcher. Doris went down with them and rode with her daughter to the hospital.
Doris was crying she didn't understand. Judy was still unconscious. The man in the ambulance wrapped Judy's wrists in bandages. Doris started to cry. She wanted to talk to Judy. She wanted her daughter to explain to her why she had done this.
The car got to the hospital quickly. Judy was taken into the emergency room. Her mother had to wait outside. It was in the emergency room that Judy regained her consciousness. She stared back at the white walls. She was dazed. For a moment she didn't know where she was. The she remembered.
She looked up at the doctor and the nurse standing above her. Their lips were moving, but she couldn't hear what they were saying. Then, slowly, their words became louder. The doctor talked in an easy voice. He told her just to relax. He told her not to worry about anything, she was safe now. Judy believed him.
They wheeled her out of the room and down a hallway onto an elevator. Judy thought that she spent a long time in the small elevator. She also thought that she had heard her mother's voice in the hallway. Her thoughts were all confused, Doris was hysterical. She called her husband at work. But he didn't seem to be at all excited. He too tried to calm her down over the phone. He told her that if she was at the hospital that she was in good hands. He told her that if he could he would leave the office, but right now he was closing a deal.
As she listened to his words she realized that he was putting all the responsibility onto her shoulders, as usual. She didn't want to hear any more from him. She hung up the phone while he was still making excuses. She knew that she would have to settle all the matters that were going to follow all by herself.
A nurse took her to a seat and started asking her questions about her hospitalization plans and other matters that Doris thought were irrelevant. Doris wanted to see her daughter. She wanted to talk to Judy. She wanted to find out from her why she did such a thing.
Doris was shown into a large office. It's quiet was a change from the noisy waiting room. A doctor told her to sit down. His manner was very pleasant. His voice was very quiet. He told her that physically her daughter was all right. The damage that the razor had done was minor.
He paused and then he continued. He told Doris that there was a deeper sickness that her daughter had. He told her that she would be examined by a psychiatrist. He told her that her daughter was in good hands.
Doris was still upset. She didn't want her daughter to see any psychiatrist. There was nothing wrong with her daughter she told the doctor. She started shouting. But then she realized that she was being hysterical. She calmed down. She excused herself.
"I know that my daughter is in good hands," she told the doctor. "It's just that I never expected to find her like that when I got home from work. It's just that the shock was so great. Whatever you decide I know will be the best thing," she said.
The doctor explained that Judy would be kept for observation for a day or two, and that it would be best if she didn't see Judy before the preliminary examinations were finished. He told her the best thing for her to do would be to go home and. rest. She could call the hospital anytime that she wanted to and someone would tell her how her daughter was.
Doris thanked the doctor, he made her feel much better. She was grateful for his understanding. She left his office and went to her car. the doctor watched her leave. He had seen that type of mother dozens of times. It would be a routine case. He laughed at his choice of words. It was routine only in the way that the girl's treatment would progress.
He wondered how much damage her mother had done to her mind.
Sam and Jerry were smoking grass before they went down to eat dinner. Sam turned the music louder. He took a deep breath of the thick smoke. He hoped that dinner was going to be worth getting so stoned for. He and Jerry decided to stay in and study that evening.
They hadn't done much studying in the last few days. They were too busy with more interesting things. Sam was glad that he had Jerry as a roommate. It was luck and he knew it. He knew that there were few people on the campus who had the same tastes that they did.
And he was also glad that he had Jerry for a roommate because he met three of the most tasty cunts he could ever hope to find. His mouth watered at the thought of Susie's salty tasting pussy. The more he thought about it the more hungry he got. "Let's go to dinner, Jerry," he said.
As Jerry was about to turn off the stereo there was a knock on the door. Sam put the grass in his drawer and went to answer it. "Sam boy," Rita shouted when he opened up the door, "we came early." She gave him a hard kiss, her tongue shot into his mouth. "Usually," she joked," I liked to come as late as I can, it feels so much better, but John and I were just dying to meet your roommate."
John was standing behind Rita, but he was obstructed by her feather boa. John and Sam nodded hellos, while Rita went over to Jerry. "Hi," she said. "You must be Jerry. Sam told me all about you, and believe me I shall watch myself. But not too carefully. I'm Rita. And this is John." She pulled John over to her.
"The ride was just awful. John and I just kept lighting up joints until the car was filled with smoke. In the tie up all the cars around us kept staring. They thought that there was a fire or something in our car. It was a fucking riot."
Sam sat down. He knew that once Rita got started there was no telling when she was going to stop. He was sure glad to see them. They added so much to his usually dull college life. They brought the city into his room. He was glad that they were here.
Jerry was fascinated with this strange couple. He had never seen a stranger pair. John took out a joint and lit it up. He passed it to Jerry. Rita was talking and playing with her boa. "Listen," she said. "John left work early today. He's a writer," she explained to Jerry.
"He came home and dragged me out of bed. He said that he just couldn't create," she looked at Jerry and said, "He's very creative." She took a drag on the joint that he passed to her. "So, where was I, oh yeah. So he said to me that we should get away from the city and go out and visit Sam, who was sO dear to invite us out here in the first place."
Jerry asked her what she did. She looked like an actress, he thought. "Do?, " she said.
"Dear boy I do one thing. And I do that one thing better than anyone else. Jerry asked her what that was. "I thought you would never ask. I suck cock." She stood up and announced to everyone, "I suck cock better than any one."
John told her to sit the fuck down and stop acting like a stoned out freak. "But John," she said, "you forget that I am a stoned out freak. Not only that but I'm a hungry stoned out freak. When do we eat around here, and right now I don't mean dick. That will have to wait until later."
John ate the stub of the joint. Sam explained that he and Jerry were just about to leave for dinner. Rita got up. She wrapped her boa around her neck and announced, "I am ready to dine, so good of you Samuel to make reservations for Johnathon and me."
"Rita," John said, "cut the crap. Let's go eat. I'm starved. They all left for the cafeteria. Jerry was glad that he finally met them. They were even weirder than he imagined they would be. He remembered that Sam had told him to prepared himself for two weirdoes, but he never thought that they would be this strange.
When they walked into the dining room everyone turned around to look at them. It didn't make Jerry feel strange at all. He thought that it was good that all the kids were getting a little shocked at the sight of Rita and John. Maybe it will snap them out of their sheltered college world, he thought.
Of course Rita and John piled all the food that they could onto their trays. They all found an empty table in the corner and sat down. "Sam," Rita said, "I truly do not know how you live through this everyday. Doesn't it get boring eating in here and seeing the same faces?"
"Rita," John said, "did you ever stop to think that we eat in the same place everyday. That is, if you decide to open a can. You know Rita just learned that you're supposed to heat TV dinners before you serve them." Everyone laughed except Rita.
"Very funny," she said. "But John you know that you would starve to death if I didn't prepare your dinner. He is so lazy that he won't even get up to eat. Anyway, I keep telling him that he should get a chef to prepare his meals if he wants to eat imagine."
"Rita," John said, "we already have a chef to prepare our meals, Chef Boy-ar-dee." This time even Rita laughed. She buttered another piece of bread and took it with her when she went up for seconds. Jerry watched her as she bounced over to the line.
He wondered if she was as good as she said she was. He couldn't wait to find out. He wondered how John would fit into their activities. The thought excited him. He drank down his glass of milk. He would have to wait to find out. He just hoped that Rita and John didn't eat too much more.
But Jerry had to wait until John and Rita had thirds. "Listen," Rita said, "we're all going to be hungry later. I'm going to make some sandwiches." John told her that she ate like a pig. "Go fuck yourself," she told him. "You're going to be glad that I made something for you to eat, after you get done eating me."
"You think that with all she ate that she would gain some weight on her scrawny body," John said after she left. But John knew that he wouldn't trade her scrawny body for an other. She had the best tongue in town. He knew that he had a prize. She could suck cock better than anyone.
Rita returned, loaded down with bread and peanut butter and jelly. She slopped the peanut butter on one slice of bread and the jelly on the other and then put them together. The boys wrapped the sandwiches, but it was hard to keep up with her.
When she was finally done they all went back to the room. John took out another joint and lit up. Jerry was amazed at the way John kept taking one joint after another out of his pocket. Jerry took the lit joint that was handed to him. He dragged hard, he took the smoke deep into his lungs.
Rita started getting undressed. "I just can't wait," she explained. The boys followed her move. And soon all four of them were nude. When Rita saw Jerry's hard prick she couldn't resist it. In a flash her head was down between his thighs.
She took the stiff rod into her mouth. Her tongue worked around the shaft as she slowly let the hot dick out of her mouth. Now she sucked only on the throbbing tip. She tasted the few drops of come that had formed on Jerry's prick. She wanted to taste more.
While she was working her tongue over Jerry's balls, Sam was eating out her cunt. Her pussy was soaking with her sweet cunt juice. She had been anticipating this moment for some time. His tongue licked her fine cunt hair. He was ready to taste her sweet cunt.
He lanced the walls of her twat with his rigid tongue. The taste of her honey filled cunt filled his mouth. He loved the way her cunt tasted. He could never get enough of it. Back and forth he worked his tongue, working her pussy into a sopping wet mess of delicious, sweet pussy syrup.
While Sam was enjoying this feast, John was licking Sam's tight ass-hole. In and out, John worked his tongue, sending thrill throughout Sam's body. When he was done with Sam, John went over to Jerry and started on his ass-hole. John worked his tongue deeply into the small hole.
Jerry liked what John did to his ass as much as he liked what Rita did to his prick. She was right. She could suck cock better than anyone. The tip of her tongue worked up and down the underside of Jerry's prick. This teasing sent chills all over Jerry.
When, by surprise, Rita took his whole shaft into her mouth he moaned with delight. In between her lips she slid his prick. As she let it out of her mouth she sucked on the red cock hard. Jerry had never known such pleasure. The more she gave him the more he wanted.
Jerry felt a rumbling in his balls. He knew that in a second he would feel the delight that she was so expertly working up to. And he was so right. He came in one burst of hot cream. It went deep into her mouth in one spurt, like it was just released from a trap.
She sucked up every drop of his rich cream. She wanted to taste every drop. When she was sure that all his come was down her throat she leaned back to enjoy the pleasure that Sam gave her with his tongue. She loved the way he ate her out.
She knew that when Sam went about eating cunt that was the only thing that he was thinking about. When he set his mind to eat cunt he really did. And she knew that he liked her cunt. After all everyone did. She pressed her cunt closer to his face, so his tongue could go deeper.
Sam worked his tongue deep into her twat. He let her sweet cunt juice roll down his throat. He wanted to work up her cunt into a wet mess and then fuck her. Back and forth his tongue moved. Her cunt was soaked with his saliva and her own cunt juice.
Sam was ready to fuck her, as she was ready to be fucked. He spread her wet thighs and thrust his prick deep into her twat. He moaned as he felt her thick cunt juice cool his fiery prick. She held him close to her and reached her tongue down his throat.
Together they rocked. Each one was giving the other as much pleasure that each one was receiving. Sam's prick glided easily between her soaking cunt lips. His thrusts gave him mounting pleasure. He couldn't wait to come in her wet hole.
Sam did not have to wait very long. He felt Rita's cunt gush forth a flood of sweet pussy syrup. He thrust deeper into her cunt. He felt his come shoot into the already overflowing ocean in her pussy. They both had given each other untold pleasure.
As soon as Sam rolled off of Rita, John was down on that delicious sight. He lapped over her brimming pussy. The taste of Sam's cream and Rita's cunt juice made him come. His come shot over the room, jet after jet. Rita couldn't resist catching some in her mouth. She sucked hard on his prick, until she was sure it was dry.
All four of them laid out over the room. Jerry got up and put on a record, he chose the Rolling Stones. He knew that their sex-filled beat would be just what they needed to start all over again. Rita distributed the peanut butter and jelly sandwiches.
They all filled themselves with two of the sandwiches each. John lit up another joint. Sam was sure glad that Rita and John came over. So I'll put off studying another day, he thought. He didn't care. He was getting what he wanted.
John's prick was hard again. Rita was the first one to notice. She went down on it in an inst nt. She loved his cock. She always told him that he should have it bronzed. That way she could suck on it even if he wasn't there. But she knew that would be no substitute for the real thing.
Up and down her lips glided over the throbbing rod. She could never get enough cock. She could eat cock three times a day. And most of the time she did. And sometimes even more. He thrust his prick deep into her mouth.
She knew what he wanted. She sucked hard on the shaft between her lips. Then slowly she let it out of her mouth, inch by inch. When she had only the tight tip in her mouth she rammed the whole shaft back down her throat. She continued sucking on his prick in this way.
As she sucked she felt Jerry's tongue between her thighs. His tongue darted between her cunt lips. He licked over her hot, wet, hairy mound. He loved the taste of her particular pussy. This delicious taste mixed with the peanut butter that was still in his mouth. It was a taste sensation that drove him wild for more.
In a moment Rita felt what she knew was going to come at any minute. Sam's hot cream shot into her mouth, and down her throat. She sucked hard on his prick to get every drop of his sweet, thick, rich cream out of the slowly shrinking tube.
When she was sure that she had sucked every drop, she leaned back and enjoyed the workmanship of Jerry's tongue. He licked in between her wet cunt lips. Then he took her by surprise by thrusting his rigid tongue between her hot box. Back and forth, quicker and quicker, he worked his tongue until she moaned with pleasure.
Jerry knew that she was going to come at any second. He opened his mouth wide to receive her sweet cunt juice. In a second his mouth was flooded with the sweetest taste known to man. He lapped up every bit of her thick come, his tongue reached deep into her cunt to get every bit.
Rita had not felt such joy in some time, well at least not for a few minutes, at any rate. And she wanted to reward Jerry for the pleasure he had given her. She could only think of one way to do that. She grabbed his hard shaft in her hand.
Up and down she stroked it. She put it in her mouth to make it more slippery. Then she continued to rub it. She sucked only on the tip. She squeezed his throbbing shaft and ran her tongue back and forth over the expanded hard tip.
Then she took the whole shaft into her mouth. She pressed her face onto his sweaty prick hairs and then slowly let the hard rod out of her mouth. Her tongue went to his balls. She flicked each one with her tongue. She took them both into her mouth.
She sucked on them ever so carefully, and then let them pop out of her lips. They were soaked with her saliva. She wanted to feel, his hot come down her throat at that very instant. She took his throbbing dick into her mouth and started working her lips up and down that delicious piece of meat.
She did not have to wait long for his hot come to shoot down her throat. In one splash she felt the thick scum coat her mouth. She sucked hard. She wanted every drop. She loved the taste of come. She felt his prick grow small in her mouth. She was not satisfied, not yet.
There was still one more prick to be sucked and she wanted someone down on her cunt. Rita grabbed Sam's dick as John went down on her cunt. Her pussy was soaked with all the activity it received. He wanted to do his part, too. He wanted to suck her cunt dry.
He started in on his task with gusto. His tongue rolled over her hairy mound. The flavor of her sweet cunt juice went straight to his head. And his tongue went straight into her cunt, back and forth he worked. It slid still faster between the slippery walls.
Sam's tongue was hanging out of his mouth. Rita was working such wonders that he was dazed. Her tongue was teasing his hairy sack. She wanted those two balls to explode with his rich cream. She shoved his hard shaft into her mouth. She worked her tongue around the pulsating prick that was housed in her wet mouth.
Just as her mouth was filled, so was her cunt. That wet orifice was filled with cunt juice and John's tongue. Back and forth, and all around the inside her wet, slippery, delicious pussy he worked his tongue. He could not get enough of it.
Finally he got what he was so expertly working up to. Rita's' cunt gushed forth with the most tasty geyser of cunt juice imaginable. His tongue caught every drop. He sucked hard on the cunt hairs. He did not want to miss a drop ... and he didn't.
As John was savoring the pleasures of Rita's sweet pussy, she was enjoying Sam's hot prick. She wanted to feel the ultimate joy of tasting his come. It rushed into her mouth in a second, just as the phone rang.