Chapter 1
Tina St. Peters was only sixteen, but she knew that she was the best little cocksucker in all of the Dreary School for Girls on Central Park East. Hell, Tina had known that since she was fourteen!
Most of the other girls in Tina's class were still worrying about their fledgling sexuality, anxiously comparing the size of their tits and the amount of soft hair that graced their pussies. Boy-girl parties had been held since the girls had turned fourteen, mostly with dates from Salton School, the brother school to Dreary, and a few of the girls were letting the boys check on their growth progress when the lights went down, but before parents came to pick up their little darlings.
Tina, on the other hand, had no time for silly games like spin the bottle.
Tina preferred to play real games.
"Tina is precocious, if also a bit of a rebel," her fifth grade teacher had written on Tina's first report card from Dreary. In sixth grade, the report had been much the same, and by seventh grade, the teacher had added that "Tina has been reported several times for smoking in the John and being seen off campus with tenth and eleventh grade boys from the Salton School."
Tina had got the customary talk from her mother and father after each of those reports, but she knew that they would have forgotten the entire incident by the next day. She had gone to a riding lesson in the park, and by the time she got back, Mummy was out to lunch with one of her girl friends, and Daddy was back at the Stock Exchange. As Tina kicked off her leather riding boots and sneaked one of Mummy's cigarettes from her silver case, the girl knew that her parents' attention had wandered off again.
At the end of her eighth grade year, though she had commanded more of their attention than she had dreamed of. Who would have thought that a lousy little incident like sucking off one of the Salton boys in the alley between the two schools would cause such a stink? she had thought to herself.
Tina had never seen her glamorous mother so much as bat one of her flutterfalse eyelashes when Tina had been sent home for smoking, or for swiping all of the chalk out of all of the classrooms in one afternoon. Now, a real river of mascara was trickling down Mummy's cheek. Amazing!
"I'm not going to tell your father, young lady," her mother had decided after a tense moment. Tina sat facing her mother in the living room of the St. Peters' rambling, million-dollar Westchester home. Marina St. Peters' knuckles were still white from gripping the telephone receiver. Mr. Marcus, the headmaster of Dreary, had been very blunt on the phone when he told her why Tina had been expelled for a week.
"I can't believe you are saying this to ME," Tina had said quietly, mustering up all of her fourteen year old nerve. "After all, isn't sucking cock a lot more socially acceptable than sucking pussy, especially if you're another pussy yourself."
"What!? "
"Mummy," Tina had said quietly, like the reserved little socialite her mother wanted her to be, "don't you think I know why Suzette makes twice as much money as any other maid in the entire county? Don't you think I've come home often enough in the afternoon to hear the rustling that goes on upstairs before the two of you come down and give me my milk and ... "
Marina shut Tina up with a hard slap across the girl's impudent face.
In reality, Tina knew nothing of the kind, but something in her catty female psyche had told her that was the way to get back at Marina for being so offended and self-righteous about a little cock sucking.
Tina didn't know that she had hit her mother's sexual nail right on the head.
Marina was trembling with rage when she slapped the girl again, and now Tina was getting a little scared.
"I'm sorry, Mummy!" she sobbed.
Marina wasn't in the mood to hear the girl's apologies. Tina had always been a pretty rebellious child, and her pretty smile and ash blonde hair had let her get away with it. She and Daniel had spoiled the little girl rotten, and now, faced with that fact, Marina couldn't handle herself.
Prior to this, Marina had secretly thought the little girl's exploits were rather charming, in fact, much different from the reserved, cloistered childhood she had had in 'Europe. What Marina didn't really understand, or rather, what she refused to understand, was that her jet-set life style now that she was married to the wealthy American, Daniel St. Peters, was only a bid to replay her own wasted youth. When Tina smoked and got caught, or inspired the wrath of a teacher for swearing in the classrooms, Marina got a vicarious thrill.
What neither the mother nor the daughter understood at all was that Tina wanted desperately for her mother to take some notice of her, to stop going to every single party between here and Beverly Hills and to just be with the scared little girl.
At ten, Tina had realized with a child's mentality that maybe she could be so bad her mother would have to notice.
But Mummy never did, and now Tina had forgotten how to be good.
Tina thought it didn't matter. She would rather suck a cock, or have one of the boy's diddle his finger in her slit than go to choir practice any day!
"Your father is going to hear about this, Tina," Marina screamed up the stairs as Tina dashed for her room.
If Daniel insinuated that there was any truth to Tina's story about her and Suzette, well, he would just have to answer about that new secretary of his.
"Daddy! That's a laugh," Tina said to herself as she locked her door. When was the last time Daddy was even home for dinner? Tina listened closely at the door. Mummy was dialing the phone. Maybe Daddy would be home after all.
Looking in the full length mirror on the back of her door, Tina could see the features of both her parents in her face and body. Undressing to take her after school shower, Tina could see that soon her tits would be just as big and full as Mummy's, and that already her legs were as shapely. She was always glad to get the Dreary School uniform off; it was designed for a child, Tina told herself, and she wasn't a child anymore, even if Mummy didn't know it.
Tina stretched, cupping her hands under her tits and pulling them high and away from her slender chest. She pivoted around, surveying her small, tight buttocks and crop of ashy blonde pubic hair, the thickest patch in her entire gym class. Because the filaments were so fine and light, though, the pouty pink lips of her pussy showed though.
Tina felt cocky, looking at herself in the mirror and knowing how much anger she had inspired in her mother. So what if the girl felt a little remorse. "Let Daddy come home and take notice of this!" she said out loud, leaning over either back to the mirror so that her tight ass cheeks parted and her pussy and butt holes gaped lewdly at the mirror.
Tina knew from the unspoken silences at the dinner table on the weekends that it would take that and more to get Daddy home. Marina never took the young girl into her confidence, but Tina was sharp enough to know that a lot of Daddies had affairs with their secretaries. There was nothing new about that.
But Tina still felt anger, and something like jealousy, to imagine her father fucking somebody other than Mummy. It seemed like he was cheating on Tina, too, but giving his cock to another woman.
The image made Tina feel kind of hot and tickly between her legs, despite her disgust with her father's affairs. Daddy was good looking, even though he was over forty-five, and Tina had loved riding on his chest, playing horsie when she was a little kid, But now she was a big girl, with a precocious sexuality, and that pleasure of childhood, denied to her too soon when Daddy began sniffing between legs other than his wife's, was rechanneling itself.
Right into the channel between Tina's virgin legs.
When this mood came over her, Tina didn't try to stop it. Spoiled since birth with gifts and clothes and trips and nannies, she didn't see any reason why she shouldn't play with her cunt when she felt like it.
The girl lay back on the satin bedspread of her four-poster and ran her hands all up and down the sides and front of her body. That was nice, the way she could make her nipples get hard. It was faster and felt even better the time she had let that sixteen year old from Salton suck her tits, but this was pretty nice, too, and she felt her cunt lips starting to spread out and fill with hot, excited blood.
Just last week, a Millie's party, Tina had let one of the boy's coax her into the closet. Locked away from the rest of the party, the boy had started to take off Tina's panties and let his fingers wedge into the tight little hole between her clit and her ass. Tina had pressed her back against the coats and umbrellas, angling her hips up as the boy, half on his knees, had worked two fingers into her.
It had felt so good, and when he used his other hand to play with her clit, just the way she did when she was alone, she had felt one of these hot, throbbing cascades that came over her when she played with her own slit. "You just came, Tina," the boy laughed as he pulled his sopping hand away from her cunt. "Now I want you to do the same for me!"
Tina was no stranger to the pleasures of cock-rubbing, and she liked to hold those big, male dicks right in her hand. Most of the other girls were too shaken to do that. But this boy had other ideas, and Tina felt herself being pushed to her knees on the floor, and the boy pushing his dick right into her face.
"W-w-w-what do you want me to do?" she had stammered as the head of his young cock butted against her lips.
"Suck it, Tina, just open your mouth and start to lick it! Hey, you got it!"
Tina felt, from the moment that cock had speared her pretty lips, that she was a natural-born cocksucker. It tasted so good, soft and hard at the same time, bitter and sweet, too. And there were so many things she could do with the cock between her lips!
Whether she licked it just a little at the tip, or she worked her tongue into the little come-hole at the tip, or she nibbled and sucked at the base of it, right above his balls, Tina knew that the guy was turning on like crazy. And when he rewarded her with a mouthful of hot, creamy come, she lost only a couple of drops.
The next time, she had promised herself, I'll drink it all! A couple of hours later, at the same party, she managed to lure a nice looking college freshman into the closet. His cock was bigger than the kid from Salton's, and Tina was really proud of herself that she had been able to get it all in her mouth. And the fact that he was the oldest boy at the party, the brother of the girl who was throwing the bash, made the cocksucking all the sweeter.
Remembering that first, sweet swallow of come, Tina felt her slit heating up all the more. Deftly, she worked two fingers into her cunt hole. Then a third. Tina was practicing, loosening up her cunt hole for the day that she would finally take a cock inside her pussy. None of the other girls at Dreary in her class had gone all the way, and Tina wanted desperately to be the first. She was the leader of everything, from fashion to rebellion, at her school.
If only she weren't a little afraid, if only Marina hadn't told her little girl that boys don't respect girls who "go all the way", maybe she would have quietly, more out of curiosity than anything, found a boy to take her cherry.
No, Tina told herself, I'm going to lose my virginity to somebody special, and I'm going to do it in a big way.
Tina worked another finger into her hole. Four, that was a record! Gently, she began to pry them back and forth, reaching as high as she could, feeling the tip of her womb as she urged herself to come.
Her index finger rested on her clitty. Ever since she was a little, little girl, Tina had found that that secret place between her legs was always there, ready to make her happy. Now she was stroking it seriously, making herself sooo happy that the time until Daddy came home disappeared in what seemed like one long orgasm to the pretty fourteen year old.
Tina scrambled off of the bed when Marina unlocked the door. "Doesn't a person have any privacy in this house any more?! " Tina snapped as she grabbed her silk kimono from the back of the door. Marina didn't seem to have noticed that Tina's hand had been high in her pussy and the sweating, flushed girl had obviously been right at the edge of coming.
"You gave up all your right this afternoon!" Marina replied sharply, taking Tina by the elbow. As Tina tied the front of her dressing gown and Marina told her to go downstairs, that Daddy was waiting for her, Tina smelled the hot, acrid aroma of whiskey and ginger on her mother's breath.
Tina's concern about the way whiskey and
Scotch bottles disappeared in this house flooded over into anger at having had her secret sexual inner sanctum invaded by her boozed-up mother. "Did you drink your lunch today, Mummy?" the girl asked cheekily.
For the second time in her life, Marina slapped her daughter. "You make me ashamed, Tina St. Peters!" Marina scolded the girl, once more covering up her confusion with a punishing violence.. Tina stumbled down the last two stairs to Daddy's study, landing on her knees, her robe thrown open in the fall.
Tina looked up at her father sitting at his desk, as if to say 'Look at the way Mummy treats me!' But there was no sympathy from Daddy, either.
Daniel St, Peters had been fairly annoyed to get a phone call from his wife that afternoon. His Wall Street office was the only place he got any peace and quiet these days, between Marina's habitual nagging after she had a couple of stiff drinks in her and his rebellious daughter's constant run-ins with the school teachers which Marina seemed unable to handle with more than a laugh and a comment of "The girl is just high-spirited, Dan. I thought you LIKED high spirited girls, or have my private detectives been telling me lies, too?"
Dan knew that Marina would never divorce him; alimony could never cover the lifestyle she was accustomed to now. So, he put up with the private detectives. Let 'em gawk, was his philosophy.
But that afternoon when Marina called, Dan was in no mood to hear from his wife. His new secretary, Terri, was busy on all fours, licking at the Wall Street magnate's big erection.
Daniel knew that he could buy all the women he wanted, but he preferred to hire them, give them something to do, and then fuck them. That way, he got some typing done for his money. Although he was still a handsome man, he didn't have the time for wining and dining. Terri had the young, doe-eyed looks that he liked, and her big, sloping tits had appealed to him the moment she came in to be interviewed. With this one, he hadn't beat around the bush at all.
"Well, Terri, I would like to give you the job," he had told her, "but I'm not sure about your loyalty to the company. After all, Daniel St. Peters is 50% of St. Peters Browne, Inc." The girl told him that she would do anything to get this job, she was excited at the prospect of working for him.
Precisely the kind of begging Dan liked to hear. He had stood up from the big leather chair behind his desk and made sure the door to his private office was securely locked. "Terri," he told the girl, walking so close to the chair where she sat that her big eyes were right at crotch level, "show me just what you would do to get this job."
Terri knew what was expected of her. But why not; the job was good, and the fringe benefits were pretty handsome, and rich. There was no hesitation in her touch as she reached out and unzipped his trousers, drawing out the hot, red staff with nimble fingers.
Dan loved having his cock sucked, and the girl was drawing his meat straight in and down her throat. In her swivel chair, she used her feet to rock her body, thus pulling Dan's cock in and out of her pursed lips without even moving her head. Mmmmm, he was pretty big, and Terri finally gave up trying to deep-throat the man. Instead, she worked her lips and tongue up and down his shaft, using her fingers to play with his balls until he came, all over her charming cocksucking face.
Terri had the job.
But her duties to Dan's prick hadn't ended that day, and the rich stock broker never let an afternoon go by, after the market was closed of course, that Terri didn't eat his prick or take it up into her warm cunt. Terri liked sitting on the big man's cock while he lolled back in his leather chair, his trousers undone and her skirt bunched up around her waist. She always came with that prick massaging inside her slit, and it sure beat typing!
She had been on the floor, her right hand massaging her pussy at Dan's command while her mouth and left hand worked the man's cock, when Marina called.
"Daniel, you must come home early tonight," Marina's voice had shrilled over the wire. Fifteen years ago, when he had married her, Dan had gotten a hard-on just hearing the woman's soft accent calling his name. Then, the boredom had set in, just after Tina was born, on both their sides. Dan could count on the fingers of one hand the number of times he had laid Marina in the last couple of years. But, they each had their own little diversions-Dan knew that the once highly sexed Marina couldn't go too long without some kind of satisfaction.
The problem was, neither of the spouses cared how or where or with whom the other got that satisfaction.
Right now, Dan was getting some pretty good satisfaction with Terri's little mouth, gobbling his dick and watching her rub her own pussy, and Marina was nagging him once more!
"Just why must I come home at your command, Marina?" Dan had demanded. A warning look at Terri told the secretary not to dare to stop sucking his cock.
"Your daughter, that's why! You remember Tina, don't you, Dan? The little girl I gave birth to about fourteen years ago? Good, you do remember her. Well, perhaps if you were home occasionally you could teach her that fellating Salton boys in back alleys is not the occupation for which we reared her!" headmaster. Tina was sucking boys in the alley! God, what a thought, he moaned to himself as the jumble of sperm in his balls, still under Terri's little tongue, began to run rampant.
"I'm coming right this minute, Marina," Dan gasped, hanging up the phone.
For the first time in many years Dan was telling his wife the truth. He came in Terri's young mouth just as he slammed the receiver onto the hook.
Now Tina was facing her father across his desk in his study. Daddy wasn't interested in any explanations. Tina had interrupted his session with Terri, she had shamed him with the headmaster at that school he poured so much money into, and possibly the boy she had sucked off was the son of a man who played the market, one who would never use the services of St. Peters Browne again once he discovered that Miss St. Peters had despoiled his son.
Tina knew she was in the shit, and when
Daddy grabbed the long, narrow metal envelope opener off of his desk and upended the girl over his knee, pushing her kimono up and off of her naked ass, she felt more rage and shame and pure, blind hatred than she ever had in her young life.
Dan laced into the spanking with all his might. He knew that the letter opener probably wasn't hurting the girl too much, although you couldn't tell that from the way she hollered and screamed. But he was embarrassed by the whole affair, not only Tina's indiscretions and precociously lewd behavior, but by having to be on Marina's side against Tina in this.
Marina had insisted that the girl be spanked, and Dan had thought that would be a suitable punishment for an eighth grader who was nibbling dicks after school.
What hadn't occurred to him was that the eighth grader had the body of a woman, and the spirit of a wildcat. After ten strokes at Tina's little ass, Dan had had to roll the girl off of his lap and onto the floor. Any more, and he would have had a pretty wicked boner to deal with.
Tina rolled onto her back, crying and kicking, slapping her mother away from her as Marina tried to help the girl up. In the process, Dan saw all of Tina's nubile body. God, he thought, she looks better than Marina did fifteen years ago!
"Stop it, get away from me!" Tina screamed, pushing her mother as she knotted her robe and stumbled, wailing, to her feet. "I don't need your help, Mother! Or yours either, Father! I don't need either of you! I hate you both!"
Tina cried as she raced up the stairs to her room. She did, she did hate them both! "I'll show them I'm too old to be pushed around like that," she promised herself. "I can do what I want!"