Chapter 11
Eve was beginning to wonder how she could ever find new excitement now. She'd fucked and sucked in almost every way she could think of with almost every type of partner.
But she did have a new idea finally as she picked up the phone to make her nightly obscene calls a few nights later.
She'd found a number on the book that intrigued her-the local Boys' Club. She got that old familiar twinge in her cunt as she dialed the number.
"Hello . . . Sunnyside Boys Club," came the youthful voice.
"Hi, sonny. How'd you like to put your cock in my mouth and let me make you come?"
"Whaaat? Are you kidding me?"
"I'm very serious. I'll suck you off and you can fuck me and we'll do all kinds of things, if you want to. What's your name?"
"I'm Bob Fitch," he said. "Who is this?"
My name is Denise, and I like younger boys. I'm not kidding, baby, How about it? Wouldn't you like to get sucked off?"
"Sure, but right now we're having a meeting of the senior boys' basketball team, and I can't leave," he said.
"Just tell them all to come along. How many are there?"
"There's nine of us," he said. "Are they all about your age?"
"Yeah, you have to be to be on the team."
"OK. Tell them I'll suck all of you if they're interested."
Eve knew they'd be interested. She was only concerned about whether they'd be scared to try it. She felt the excitement growing in her loins. Her heart was getting that fluttery feeling and her belly had the gnawing, nervous pull she always got when an impending fuck loomed.
Never had she gone to bed with a kid before, and the thought of having almost a dozen of them at one time made her so jumpy she could hardly keep her hands out of her own pants.
"Gee, I'll have to go ask the guys," he said. "Where can I call you back?"
Eve wasn't about to give them her phone number or let them know her real name. "I'll hang on, sweetheart," she said. "Just hurry, or I might change my mind."
"OK. I'll be right back," he said, letting the receiver dangle as he hurried away to tell the guys the good news. He was back in about one minute flat. "The like the idea. Where's your place?"
"Can't meet you here," she said. "My mother's in the next room." She smiled to herself at how good she was getting at lying. Her mind raced as she tried to think of a place to take on the whole Boys' Club senior basketball team.
"You're not far from the Sunnyside Municipal Garage, are you?" she asked.
"No, it's just around the block."
"OK. All of you meet me out back of the garage in about ten minutes," she said. "There's some woods behind it, and I think there's a little road into the woods that's a dead end . . . right?"
"Yeah, that's right."
Eve remembered the place because she got fucked there once. It wasn't a very good fuck, but she hoped the place would be better for her this time.
"OK, see you there. Make sure everybody has a hard-on. I like my guys to have them good and hard." She hung up and imagined this poor young kid, who'd never had his cock out in front of a girl before, sweating and panting and gasping for breath.
She was pretty excited, herself, as she drove the three miles to the sunnyside Municipal Garage. She only hoped there were no young wise-asses who tried to show off in front of their buddies and get rough. But she doubted that very much. If they were all like young Bib Fitch, she'd have her hands-and mouth-full for the next few hours.
There was no one in sight as she pulled into the drive, but as she slowly eased the car around the corner of the building into the parking lot out back, she saw a whole pack of white T-shirts and young slim bodies standing near the woods. She drove carefully toward the spot where she remembered the dirt road wove back into the woods and then went right on into the protection of the trees and shrubs. She knew the boys would follow the car. When she was far enough in to not be seen from the garage or the street, she doused the lights. Instantly the car was surrounded by peering, grinning faces.
She rolled down the window, and a big blond kid with a body that made him look like he was nineteen or twenty was right there.
"Denise?" he said. "I'm Bob Fitch. I'm first."
"Good," Eve said. "You look like you're just my type. Get in the back seat."
He climbed in, and Eve realized that he certainly was her type. He was big and raw-boned, almost like the picture of an Iowa farm boy. He had bright blue eyes and rumpled curly blond hair, rosy cheeks and shining white teeth. There wasn't a bit of fat on him, and he stood almost six feet. She only hoped he was built big between the legs, too.
She got into the back seat and let her hand go to his bulging crotch. He had on Levi's, and there was a mound there big enough to fill her hand. She didn't waste any time. She had a lot of cocks to take care of in a short time, because she knew these kids had to get home. They couldn't stay out all night like most of her fucks did.
Eve unzipped Bob and pulled out his cock. It. was amazing! She never dreamed a kid could have a pecker like this. It was about seven inches long, and it was so hard she thought it might be made of hard rubber instead of flesh!
She squeezed it in her hand and silently thanked him. It was turning him on strongly, she saw right away, because he was already breathing through his mouth and his eyes were at half-mast. His cockhead, so big and purplish and shiny, was stretched tight and out of that little hole was oozing the beginnings of sticky clear cum. Fortunately, he had not shot his load yet, but she was afraid he was going to be a fast pop, so she went right to work.
With his fly all the way open and his pants pulled partway down, Eve bent her head to Bob and took his throbbing hot cock between her warm lips. She sucked him, taking it all the way in on the first slide.
He winced and moaned softly and moved his ass a little. Eve knew it wasn't going to take long-she might even be able to suck all these guys in an hour. She could tell by the heat of his prick and the pulsating throbs and the way he reacted to her first tonguing that he would shoot his load quickly. The others would be the same, she was sure.
It excited her to think of all the cum she was going to swallow tonight. She'd get enough to last for a while-maybe.
She sucked Bob with long hard strokes, not really taking time to make him squirm or to give him all the little extra urgings that she had to give an older, more experienced guy.
But that was the fun of it all. She liked the idea of sucking all the guys who'd never had it before-being the first one to give them the greatest thrill that life has to offer. She was introducing them to a whole new life. And she was going to experience the thrill of feeling their young bodies jerk and respond vigorously and shoot-hopefully-big loads into her mouth.
Bob was groaning now, and his eyes were shut and his head was back on the seat. His cock was pounding hard. It was just as big as a lot of cocks on grown men she'd fucked, and it filled her mouth full. She loved the feel of its youthful vigor surging in and out of her mouth.
Then she felt it begin to tense and his hips came straining forward and up toward her hot sucking lips, and he let go. His jism shot up into her mouth-a gushing torrent of hot, sticky, white cream that penetrated her mouth and her throat and almost sent her reeling from the force of its blast.
"Geeeeee ... yyeooowww!" he yelled. His eyes were squeezed shut, and his strong muscular body was arched. He kept shooting more and more of the luscious cum between her eager lips.
His prick was convulsing in strong rhythmic spasms as all the pent-up sexual anxiety of his young body finally sent out its first load to a waiting female. He'd jerked off many times, of course, but this kid had never had the thrill of a woman's lips on his big cock before, and it was just too much to take.
He was in a state of mindless anxiety and tension as she took all the jism he had to offer her. His loins trembled with excitement as he fucked her face, and it took nearly two full minutes to drain the last of his cream and for him to ease back down on the seat and begin to relax. She never took her lips from his cock, sucking and stroking and licking it with all the care of a mother cat tending a nervous kitten.
When she finally took her lips from him, after licking his cock and his balls completely clean, she looked up to see eight eager young faces pressed against the windows. They'd watched the whole thing, and they obviously liked what they saw.
Eve smiled. She hadn't known she and Bob were putting on an exhibition.
Next came another big kid-George Arnold-who had almost the same build as Bob. He had brown hair and dark eyes, and looked older, too.
If they're all like this, I might just start a Boys Club of my own, she thought.
He moved right in confidently and sat down. He already had his fly open and he had a confident, sort of arrogant, smile on his face.
"Here it is, lady," he said. "Do your stuff." He whipped out the most beautiful cock Eve could imagine.
It was thick arid hard and really long-bigger than Bob's, even. Where in hell are these kids coming from? she thought. They aren't built like kids-they're more like marines!
She went right at it, licking up and down his beautiful strong prick, wetting it all up and then down into his crotch to give his balls a good going-over. She sucked one of his nuts and felt goosepimples come up all up and down his leg, and then she went for his cock.
It was already responding, hard and throbbing, and as soon as she clamped her lips over and started to slide down its lengthy shaft, he shot his load. It was another torrential onslaught, and it filled her mouth and streamed down her throat. She gurgled and moaned and gobbled it all right into her hot mouth.
Her jaws were stretched to the limit, but she jammed his whole cock right into her throat and felt the curly hairs of his crotch tickle her lips as she strained to swallow his meat.
His come came on and on, just like Bob, spewing out in gobs of hot thick jism, and it dribbled from the corners of her mouth and down her chin. But she licked it off and got every bit of the sweet stuff.
As she finished him off and prepared to take on the next one, she had an idea suddenly. If they all went this fast, she might just have time for something more when she'd finished all nine boys.
"Listen, Georgie," she said, "why don't you stick around until later? And tell Bob to hang around, too. When I'm finished with the other boys, I might have something special for you two. You're big boys. You deserve a good fucking. Would you like that?"
"We'll be here, Denise, baby." He smiled. "And we just might have a surprise for you, too."
She went on sucking and licking and squeezing balls, until all nine of the boys had been in the back seat and gotten their rocks off. By the time she got down to the last one, she realized that she was sucking a young boy. They kept getting smaller and smaller.
It was apparent to her that the biggest and strongest boys had their pick of the pecking order. They'd merely pushed the weaker, smaller boys to the back of the line.
The last one was a kid named Willis Thompson, and he was only about ninety pounds, and had a firm but not too big cock. But he was horny, all right, and Eve had no trouble getting him off.
He was shaking like a leaf when he got into the car, and she had tried to calm him down by kissing him and running her hands over his body. But it had only gotten him more nervous. She touched his cock to her lips at last, and he blasted off like a young howitzer. She barely got her mouth open in time to catch his cum. She had smiled but was glad that she had such a powerful effect on the younger generation.
As soon as Willis got out of the car, zipping up his pants and smiling like a young stud, she was ready to take on Bob and George again-in a more serious kind of passion play.
She intended to make men of them tonight-and they intended to show her that they already were.