Chapter 8
Jerry got to the phone before anyone else. It was his mother. He hoped that he would be able to talk to her. His head swam from the grass and from the sex. "Hi Mom," he said. He wanted to make it clear that he was talking to his mother so everyone would be quiet.
"Jerry," she began, "I'm afraid that I have some bad news." Oh no, he thought. He was so stoned out. He sat down to receive whatever bad news she was going to tell him. "Judy had an accident," she explained. "Well not really an accident."
Jerry asked to please get to the point. "Well Jerry," she said, "Judy tried to commit suicide. Now don't get excited," she said excitedly, "she's all right. She's all right physically that is, who knows how the poor girl is mentally," she added.
The rest of what his mother said Jerry did not listen to. He was in a trance. His head was confused with ideas and thoughts. He said goodbye to his mother and hung up the phone. He couldn't believe what she had told him. He didn't understand what she said.
Suicide, he thought to himself. He knew that Judy was too levelheaded to try to kill herself over what happened the other afternoon. There must be some other reason. There had to be some other reason. He knew that it was too late to ride to the hospital. But he would leave in the morning, first thing in the morning.
All the others in the room were silent. They could tell by the way that Jerry looked that he had received bad news. Rita made the first move. "Come on John," she said, "Let's go." John knew that he would have to drive back to the city now. He didn't want to, but he knew that he had to.
They both dressed quickly. Rita kissed Jerry goodbye, she felt sorry for him. Whatever news he got it must be pretty bad, she thought. Then she went over to Sam and kissed him goodbye. She said that she would call him. She tool the two peanut butter and jelly sandwiches that were on the desk and left with John.
Sam was now alone with Jerry. He felt awkward, and since they both were naked he felt silly, too. He put on his clothes, as did Jerry. He was about to ask Jerry if he wanted to be alone, when Jerry said that he was going out to take a walk.
He put on his jacket and went out into the cold fall night. He wanted very badly to know why she did it. He knew that it had something to do with him. But he also knew that she wasn't just another silly high school girl. He wondered if it had anything to do with sex.
He knew that he had initiated her into the pleasures that he knew. He did that to have a new convert. He wanted to give her pleasure and receive it. Did I go too far, he wondered. Did I enter some ground that I shouldn't have, he asked himself.
He wondered where Judy was, if she was still in the hospital. His mother said something about the slashes on her wrists being minor. He supposed that the reason she did it was to call out, to ask for help. He searched his mind, he tried to remember if she had called out to him.
That afternoon Judy talked to a psychiatrist. She was glad to talk to someone. He asked all kinds of questions. They were simple questions about her medical history and the medical history in her family. It was Judy who started to talk about more personal things.
Once she started it was easy. She told the doctor all about Jerry and what they did on those nights when he came home for the weekend. She felt no embarrassment. She wanted to get these thoughts out into the open. She told the doctor that she, at first, was disgusted by what Jerry showed her.
But then she explained that she realized that she felt repulsed because of guilt. "When I did it again with Jerry," she told the doctor, "I liked it." But then she told him about the absurd evening she spent with Jim. She laughed as she told the doctor the details.
She left the most important part for last. She told the doctor how much she wanted to see Jerry, and how she cut school to see him. "I felt so rejected when I found another girl there. I realize now that Jerry has his own life to lead, and that we didn't have any bond between us. You know doctor, I just took it for granted that he was my boyfriend."
Then she started in on her mother. She realized that as she talked that she was raising her voice, and she caught herself. She said that her mother had always instilled in her a moral code. "She always made a point," Judy said, "of saying that there are some things that people do and some things that people don't do."
"She's always restricted my life and made me feel guilty if I did something that I knew she considered bad. I don't hate her, doctor.
It's just that I can't get along with her. We live in two different worlds. I just feel that I can't communicate with her, that she won't understand me," she said.
When she was done the doctor spoke. It was the first time he spoke since Judy started to talk. "You're a very perceptive girl," he told her. "I have a very important question to ask you. You don't have to give me an answer now." Judy said that she was ready to hear his question.
"Judy, are you willing to help yourself? Do you want to talk to me again? Would you be willing to go under psychiatric treatment? It may take some time to discover why you did what you did. But I'm willing to help you if you want to be helped."
"Yes," she said, "I want to be helped. I know that this was a warning sign that I need help. I want to be helped now before it becomes too late." He smiled at her. She liked him. She knew that what she was doing was the best thing. When the doctor left Judy felt very relieved. She wanted to say all those things to someone who would understand her. She finally found someone who would.
Jerry had trouble sleeping that night. He wanted to see Judy very much. But he wondered what he would say to her when he did see her. He didn't care. He just wanted to see her to tell her that he was sorry for whatever he did. He looked at the clock and tried to get to sleep.
Jerry looked at his cock many times during the night. Finally the morning came and he was able to get up. He got dressed as fast as he could. He got into his car and drove the short distance back home. The ride seemed to take forever. He tried to think about what he would say to her, but he came up with nothing. He just had to wait.
He went straight to the hospital to see if she was still there. He found out her room number and went there. When he got there the nurse told him that Judy was sleeping, and if he wanted to see her he would have to wait. He sat down and waited. He had nothing else to do.
After about thirty minutes he was told he could see her after she finished her breakfast. He waited until her empty breakfast tray was wheeled away. She had been told that he was waiting to see her. When he came in he sat down next to her bed.
He didn't look at her. He, felt ashamed. Finally he spoke. "What can I say, Judy? I haven't slept all night, I wanted to see you as soon as my mother called and told me what happened." He looked up at her. "What can I say Judy?"
"You don't have to say anything Jerry. What happened isn't your fault. It's my fault for not understanding you. What I did was a danger signal that showed me that something is very wrong inside me. But I'm going to get better soon. I know it.
"I just hope that you learned from what happened Jerry. People are not just things that you can manipulate any way you want. And sometimes people's thinking cannot be changed to your way of thinking, not overnight. I realized a lot about myself in these last few days," she said.
"Listen Jerry," she continued, "I know how you feel. You feel guilty about what happened. I don't know if it helps if I say don't feel guilty. But there, I said it. Just remember what I said. People are people, not machines that you can feed information into and know that they will come out the way you want."
"I know that you felt-right in showing me the pleasure that you showed me. But Jerry I'm not ready for that kind of thing. Maybe you are. If you are it's because you're different than I am. You were brought up differently than I was. What's easy for you to accept may be harder for me to accept." She smiled at him.
He looked into her eyes. He still didn't know what to say. He wished that she would just keep talking. He was beginning to understand her. "What we did together is over," she told him. "It's done." She paused. "I know that we could never continue our relationship, even as friends. Because the knowledge of what we did would always be there, haunting us."
He asked her if what she was saying was that she didn't want to see him again. "If you want to put it in those words Jerry, yes. You see I could never accept you as anything else than what I know you are. And at this point in your life Jerry you leave very much to be desired."
He was surprised that she had said that, he didn't fully understand what she meant. "You're still young Jerry, but you try to do things that even mature people mess up. If you want to have a physical relationship with someone fine. But just remember that you can't let emotions get in the way."
As she talked Judy began to realize what Jerry really was, just a kid trying to do things that he was not able to do yet, because he just didn't have the knowledge of life. She wanted to keep talking to get all the mixed up thoughts in her head out. She knew that what she was saying was true. She knew it would be better for both of them if they knew what Jerry wanted to have and what he could have.
"Jerry," she started again, "you see I thought that you weren't using me. I thought that you really meant the things you said. And maybe at the time you did mean them. But something got in the way. I don't know what that something was. Maybe it's just your need to have all the pleasure you can get."
She looked at him. She knew that was part of the problem. Jerry just liked sex too much. He didn't know how to handle it, not yet. "You have to remember Jerry that sex and love are two different things. I'm not saying that I loved you. I'm too young yet to know what love is.
"But Jerry I had some kind of feeling for you. There was something between us. At least I thought so. And when I found out that this feeling was not being given back by you, I was hurt. I felt rejected. I wanted to cry out for the affection that I never got from you or," she paused, "even from my family.
"So Jerry remember, if you want to fill yourself with all the pleasures you can find, you can. You're free to do anything you want. And you can because when you do things you don't feel guilty. But remember that not everyone is like that."
Jerry knew what she was saying, at least it was all becoming clearer. He wanted to thank her for what she had said. No one had ever put into words the type of person he was. The picture she painted of him was not attractive. She started speaking again.
"I think that you have a better understanding of yourself now. I know that I do. I have faith in you Jerry. I know now that when you meet someone who you want to start some kind of relationship with, now you'll think twice before you'll decide if you want only a physical relationship, or something else.
Jerry got up. He leaned down and kissed Judy on the lips. He had never understood someone so clearly. "Thanks Judy," he said. He meant it. He now had a whole new outlook on his life. He just had some thinking to do to get all the thoughts in his head together.
He walked down the corridor, passed rooms of sick people. He knew that these people did not have anything physically wrong with them, these were all mental patients. He hoped Judy would be helped. He hoped that she caught herself soon enough before her sickness got worse.
Judy closed her eyes. She was so glad Jerry came. She got a lot of things off her mind. And the way she said all those things made them clearer to her. She knew that she would have been lying in this bed even if she never met Jerry. Sooner or later she would have broken down.
She was kind of glad that she met Jerry, though. He hastened her being helped. He taught her a lot about herself and about other people. He also taught her the most exciting physical pleasure she ever knew. She couldn't wait to get better, to overcome her guilt, and continue what Jerry had taught her.
Jerry got into his car. He started to drive back to school. He took his time. He missed his classes already. Besides, he wanted to think. He remembered how Judy looked laid out on the white sheets, like some kind of ghostly vision that told him his future.
He learned a lot in that little while with her. More than he learned so far in school. He remembered what he said to his mother, that he learned more outside of the classroom, than inside the classroom. He wanted to reach out to someone to tell them what he found out about himself.
He knew that Judy was right about everything. He was still too young to know about such things as love and emotions. He found out about sex, and was now using it like some kid with a new toy. He knew that he had to watch it. Things would be all right as long as his sexual relationships remained only physical.
He thought of the three girls out at school. The thought of having an emotional tie with any of them was absurd. They all knew that there was only one thing that they were all interested in, giving each other pleasure. That was the only thing that formed their friendship.
He thought of John and Rita. He supposed that they were the exception to the rule. But they needed each other for reasons besides love and sex. They needed to have another person. He thought that their life must be very lonely. But then he thought of himself.
What did he have? He too had only sex. He only had the pleasure that he so needed to survive. But he supposed that it was enough for him. At least it was enough for him now. He didn't want, at this time in his life, to get messed up in any serious relationship.
He only wanted one thing, to get all the pleasure he could get. He wanted to enjoy himself now while he was still young and had no responsibilities. He wanted to eat as much pussy now as he could, before he found the one cunt he would have to eat for the rest of his life.
His mind started to work faster. He now had a goal. He wanted to find that one cunt, that one delicious cunt that he would never get tired of eating. He remembered what Judy said about love. But he realized that he could have the best of both possible worlds.
He could have his cunt and eat it too. When he found the right cunt he would find the right girl. And if it could possibly happen the other way around, fine. But right now he wanted all the cunt he could find. He didn't go back to school. He went straight to the beach cottage to have his taste of three of the best tasting twats around.
When he parked his car he heard the three girls down by the beach. He remembered the first time he saw them by Cripple Creek. He wanted to eat as much cunt now as he did then. His mouth watered as he watched them play in the waves. Janie saw him first.
She and the others ran up to him. They were all out of breath from running. "Jerry," Janie said, "we were just talking about you. We were wondering when we were going to see you again." She looked at the others and said, "Let's go into the house. I don't know about Mary and Susie, but my cunt is itching for your tongue."
Jerry couldn't wait to start in on this feast.
He jumped out of his clothes. The girls had their bathing suits off in a flash. He was so glad that not everyone was so uptight about having sex. He just had to keep in mind, as Judy said, that he had to stick to this kind of person.
And that's just what he did. He stuck his tongue right up Janie's wet little box. Mary started to suck his prick. And Susie couldn't get enough of his ass-hole. Every part of his body was alive with the feelings of sex, the best possible feeling in the world.
Jerry knew that this is just how he wanted his wife, right now. He wanted to eat as much pussy as he could and have his prick sucked all the time. And these girls were just the ones to do it. They were masters at their work. And the only thing that they wanted in return was to get the same pleasure that he got.
And Jerry was doing a good job of that. He sucked hard on Janie's cunt. His tongue worked in and out of the wet slit. He could not get enough of the sweet taste in his mouth. But then, suddenly. Janie's cunt was replaced by Susie's delicious pussy. Janie went down on Jerry's ass.
Susie's pussy was soaked with her salty tasting cunt juice. Jerry's tongue lapped over the wet mound. Janie's tongue was working hard on his ass. And Mary still sucked hard on his prick. Susie's cunt gushed with a flood of tasty salt flavored come.
In an instant his mouth tasted still another treat. Mary thrust her cunt into his face. She worked up quite a sweat. The taste filled his mouth. He couldn't get enough of it. Susie was down on his prick giving him all the pleasure she knew how to give.
Again in his mouth was a flood of delicious, honey flavored cunt syrup. He darted his tongue in and out of Mary's sopping pussy and got every drop. He worked his tongue over her fine cunt hairs, he didn't want to miss a drop.
But then still another time he had a pussy in his mouth. All three girls were not wasting any time in getting all the pleasure that they could. They were all back in their starting positions. Mary was at his prick, Susie was at his ass, and he sucked hard on Janie's cunt.
She came in one gush of the sweetest cunt juice he ever had in his mouth. He lapped up every bit. Now Jerry was the only one to reach his climax. And with the help of Mary's expert tongue he was about to come at any second. She rammed the whole shaft into her mouth and sucked on it hard.
Jerry came in one burst, so intense that he thought that his balls broke. His prick kept jetting its thick come into Mary's sucking mouth. She never stopped sucking until every drop was out of Jerry's prick. He was exhausted, as were the girls.
He got what he came to get, three of the most delicious cunts he ever set a tongue on. Jerry looked around at the three nude girls. He was very satisfied with his life. All the girls came over to him and sat near him. Mary and Susie rested their heads on his shoulders. And Janie rested her head on his prick.
Jerry felt great. He knew that this was his life. He wanted all the pleasure that he could get. And he knew that these girls were the ones who would give it. The only thing that they wanted was to be given pleasure in return. And that was something that Jerry was only too glad to give.
He felt his prick growing under Janie's head. She felt it too. She turned her head around and started in on sucking his growing prick. Susie kissed Jerry hard. Her tongue shot down his throat. Mary stood up and straddled Jerry's head.
He looked into her cunt. It was good and wet with sweet cunt juice. What a meal, Jerry thought. Without further thinking his tongue slipped into the wet slit. He didn't stop sucking until he tasted Mary's pussy flood his mouth with her thick juice.
It was sure good to be back home. Jerry knew that he would never roam for a long time. He had all the cunt that he could ever dream to have, only a few minutes from his mouth. He knew that Judy was in that other world. The same world that his family was in.
Mary got up and stretched. Jerry watched her smooth skin stretch along her fine frame. Her cunt was still wet from their fun and games. He felt like a king. "Who wants to eat?" Mary asked.
"Oh Mary," Janie said. "Don't you think of anything else? We just got done and she wants to start all over." But then Mary explained that she didn't mean cunt food, she meant real food. "Oh," said Janie, "good idea. I'm really hungry and I knew when I get done eating real food I'll be hungry all over again for some cock."
"Well," said Jerry, "you won't have to look any farther than right here." He pointed to his cock. Janie laughed and took his prick in her hand.
"If I can interrupt you Janie," Mary said, "can you give me a hand, before you give Jerry a hand job?" Everyone laughed and the three girls went into the kitchen to prepare a snack.
Jerry got up. He put an album on the stereo. He turned the volume up as the strange and loud sounds of Pink Floyd filled the room. He caught a look at himself in the mirror. I wonder what I have that makes women dig me so, he laughed to himself.
He heard a car out on the beach. He looked out the big, glass window that formed one of the walls and saw to his delight that it was Sam, John, and of course, Rita. Rita was wearing a long, black dress. She had to fight the wind to keep it down.
He answered the door.
"Well take off your clothes and plan to stay for a while," Jerry laughed. The other girls came in and all the introductions were made.
Mary went back to the kitchen and made some more sandwiches.
Rita opened the huge bag which she always carried and took out a gigantic salami. "Isn't it a beauty. John and I ripped it off from our local deli." She gave it to Susie. "Cut it up or save it, baby. It's a present from me and my lover boy." She pulled John over and gave him a big, wet kiss.
"Actually," John said, "Rita wanted it. She wanted to use it as a cock. And believe me she could have fit that whole thing up her pussy."
"John," Rita scolded, "what will these people think of us if you go around and tell stories like that? But you know that if there was a man with a grand cock like that, I'd certainly be the first in line."
Mary brought in the sandwiches and sodas. And everyone wolfed down what they could, while the sandwiches lasted. But with Rita and John there, the others had to work fast.
And after every one was done, they all knew that the next course would be something more exciting than salami. And it was. Everyone didn't stop eating each other until everyone was satisfied. And with that bunch it took the whole glorious night.