Chapter 8
"Hi, Sis," Cindy said. "How do you feel?"
Carol opened her eyes to find herself in her own room. She felt bruised and tired. She closed her eyes again to try and shut out the painful memories.
"Hey," Cindy said. "None of that now. You're all right now."
"Am I?" Carol asked.
She opened her eyes again. Cindy was dressed for going out. She wore an evening gown that was cut low in front. She had a new hairdo. Carol reflected that they didn't look so much like twins anymore. In fact, Cindy looked the more adult of the two.
"Sure you are," Cindy said. "You're fine. You've slept for twenty hours so you should be feeling better."
"Twenty hours?" Carol asked. "I've been sleeping for twenty hours? How could that be?"
"You've been sleeping ever since we brought you back home," Cindy explained.
"Back home?"
Carol shivered as she remembered the cabin, as she remembered all the boys touching her, as she felt again the cocks brutally using her.
"What happened?" Carol asked. "I don't remember very much."
"It was Nick," Cindy said. "He came back for help. I don't think his friends ever expected he would do that. But he came and got us and we went after you. Don't you worry. Brad and the football players made the Satans pay a heavy price. Some of them are in the hospital."
Carol shivered again and Cindy thought it was the bad memories. It wasn't. How could Carol explain to her sister that she had enjoyed what had happened to her. That the pain had left her quickly and the boys had caused hot passions to grow in her. How could she explain that to Cindy?
"But our parents?" Carol asked. "What did they say?"
"We didn't tell them anything," Cindy said. "Of course, Mother knew what had happened at one glance but she didn't tell Father. He just thinks that you were having a good time somewhere. Nobody except us will ever know the truth."
"Brad will know," Carol whispered. "And the football players. How can I ever face any of them again?"
"You can," Cindy said. "You're strong. Much stronger than me. You can do anything you want." Cindy patted her sister on the shoulder.
"I've got to go now," Cindy said. "I've got a big date."
"With Brad?" Carol asked. Cindy looked down at the floor. "Yes," Cindy answered. "I like Brad. I really do. He's a nice boy."
"Yes," Carol said. "I know."
It took Carol a while before she was able to face her friends again. But Cindy was right. Carol was strong. She was a lot stronger than she realized. In a few weeks she was ready to take over her cheerleading duties again.
They had a good game that Friday night. Their team rolled over the other team with a big score. Carol felt good cheering again. At least until she met Nick.
He was standing in the shadows of the bleachers and Carol felt shame redden her as she looked at him. She also felt something else. A tickle between her thighs. She realized that if Nick wanted her all he had to do was ask. In fact, if any boy wanted her all he had to do was ask.
"Hello, Carol," he said.
"Nick . . . " she said.
Cindy was right behind her.
"What do you want?" Cindy asked angrily. "You know, the boys haven't forgotten that it was you who took Carol to that place."
"I only wanted to talk," Nick said.
"Well get the fuck out of here," Cindy said. "Carol doesn't want to talk to you."
Carol had never heard her sister talk like that before. She gave Cindy a shocked look as she realized that Cindy had also done quite a bit of growing up in the past few weeks. She was thankful for Cindy. She didn't really want anything to do with Nick even if his physical closeness was enough to make her feel weak.
"I want to talk to Carol," Nick said. "Not you."
"And I said get the fuck out of here," Cindy said. "Or I'll call Brad."
Nick was beaten. He took another look at Carol and turned and walked back to where his car was parked. Carol breathed a sigh of relief.
"Hey," Cindy said, "don't look so worried. You don't have to be bothered by that creep anymore."
"You don't understand," Carol said.
"Sure I do. You don't want him around and I can't blame you. He's a creep. Well don't worry.
It'll be a cold day in hell before he drags you off anywhere again!"
"You don't understand," Carol repeated. "He wouldn't have to drag me."
A dumbfounded expression came over Cindy's face. "What do you mean?" she asked.
"I have to tell the truth," Carol said. "I can't hold it anymore. I have to tell someone. I get weak every time a boy gets near me. I enjoyed what happened to me up there. Not all of the things, but parts."
"You mean you enjoyed getting a cock?" Cindy asked.
"Yes," Carol admitted.
Cindy started laughing and Carol looked up angry.
"What are you laughing at?" Carol asked. "It's not funny."
"I'm sorry," Cindy said. "But you had me so worried. I thought that he might have given you drugs or something. You're such a silly nit!"
"I don't understand . . . "
"Of course you enjoyed getting laid," Cindy said. "Most girls do. I enjoy the hell out of Brad's cock. He's been laying me since the night you were taken."
"Cindy!" Carol said.
Carol had thought something like that had happened but actually hearing Cindy say it was almost impossible to believe.
"I like his cock," Cindy said. "I like it very much. It's nothing to be ashamed of."
"But Cindy . . . "
Cindy stopped her by placing a hand over her mouth. Cindy pulled her tight against her body and gave her a warm hug. It almost took Carol's breath away.
"There's nothing to be ashamed of," Cindy repeated. "Of course they made you like it. Any girl would. Or most oversexed girls like you and me. But don't let it worry you. You're still Carol and you can have your pick and choice of any boy in school."
Carol was feeling better. "Even Brad?" Carol teased.
"Even Brad," Cindy said. "But please don't take him away. I like him too much."
"Don't worry," Carol said. "I won't."
Carol was feeling better for the first time in weeks. She had been afraid that there was something wrong with her but now she knew there was not. Cindy was the same way. Cindy liked cocks too. The only thing was to control those waves of pure physical pleasure that washed over her whenever a boy was near.
Or maybe she would learn to control it slowly. Right now she needed a cock.
The hunger in her body had been building for days and now every inch of her body ached for a cock. She quickly thought over the many boys she knew. Brad was out. She wasn't all that sure of being able to take Brad away from Cindy and she didn't want to try. But there were other boys. like Bill Thomas, the left tackle for the football team.
Bill had a girl friend, but Carol saw no problems about that. Bill was a big, stumbling type guy and she didn't want him for a boy friend. She only wanted what was between his legs. A mental image of Bill flashed through her mind. Big and tough-looking with a wonderful physique. She just knew that he would have a fantastic cock.
Once she made up her mind there was no stopping her. She knew there wouldn't be a chance if they got away from the stadium. After the games his skinny girl friend stuck to him like glue. The only place to get him alone was at the stadium and Carol knew just how to do that.
It was easy getting into the dressing area. Her cheerleader costume granted her entry past the security. Often the girls would go in and change clothes in the girls' dressing room.
Some of the boys were leaving and they nodded to her as they passed. Carol knew nobody would be in the locker room. She went carefully through the locker room and the showers. She had been right. All of the girls had already left the stadium. Now all that would remain was to get Bill into the dressing room.
Carol smiled in the mirror. It wouldn't be hard for her to get Bill anywhere she wanted him. After all, Bill was used to skinny girls and Carol wasn't exactly skinny. She pushed her tits up so that her nipples were straining against her thin blouse. She didn't think he was going to be able to resist her twin peaks.
She went back outside and waited in the hall.
It wasn't long before Bill came up the hall from the men's locker room. There were others with him but Carol gave them no notice.
"Bill," she called sweetly.
Bill stopped. He wasn't used to pretty girls calling his name in halls. "Yeah," he said.
"I need your help to move something. Could you help me."
"I suppose," he said.
"Go ahead, Bill," a player said, patting him on the back. "We'll see you later."
"Okay," Bill said.
He looked a little shy about following her into the girls' dressing room but she gave an extra swish of her hips and he quickly got over his shyness.
"Uh, what did you want moved?" Bill said.
He was stupid. Even Brad would have made some kind of pass at her if he found himself alone with her in the girls' dressing room. But Carol thought that she really liked it better that way.
"I really didn't want to move anything," Carol said.
"Then what am I doing here?" he asked, blinking his eyes stupidly.
"I just wanted to talk to you," Carol said.
Carol sat down on one of the hard benches in the center of the lockers and she patted the place next to her. She was amused at Bill's uncomfortable look.
"Sit down," Carol said. "I'm not going to bite you."
"I know that," he said. "But my friends are waiting and I shouldn't be late."
"Your girl's waiting too?"
"Yes," he said.
"Sit down," Carol said again.
Again she stretched so that her nipples were straining against the front of her blouse. She had worn a blouse that didn't show anything but the outline of her tits and she hadn't worn a bra.
Bill sat.
"Now that we're comfortable," Carol said. "I wanted to talk to you about what happened at the cabin."
"Oh, that," Bill said. "Well, I really don't know much about it. We just beat up the Satans. They've had it coming for a long time."
"You know I was at the cabin?"
"Cindy told us, but she didn't tell us what you were doing there."
"But you must have seen what was happening to me if you went in."
"No," he said. "That is, I didn't go in. We called them outside. Only Cindy and Brad went in and Brad didn't stay long. He brought that James Wright out with him. We really gave him a good working over."
"And I appreciate it," Carol said. "You don't know how much I appreciate it."
"Ah," Bill shrugged. "like I said. They had it coming."
Carol let her thigh touch his. She was getting really hot sitting next to Bill. Bill moved his thigh away. He stood up.
"Well, I should be going," he said.
"Kiss me, Bill."
"What?" he asked.
"I want you to kiss me. Haven't you ever kissed a girl before?"
"Of course," he said. "I kiss my girl all the time."
"And what else?" Carol asked. "What else do you do with your girl?"
"Nothing much," Bill admitted. "She wants to wait until we're married."
"And you?" Carol asked. "Do you want to wait?"
"No," he admitted. "Sometimes I get tied up in a knot wanting it so bad."
"I'm not shy," Carol said. "I won't tie you up in knots. I promise."
He wasn't as stupid as he looked. He got the idea. He sat down and put his arm around her. He still looked a little nervous.
"Are you sure it's all right?" he questioned. "I mean, this is kind of public."
"Isn't that what makes it fun?" Carol questioned.
Bill nodded. He squeezed her close and his lips searched for hers. Carol realized that he was very inexperienced with girls. She wondered if he was a virgin. She almost laughed out loud at the thought. Now it was Carol who was seducing the poor virgin. The thought excited her.
His lips were pressed against hers again and she allowed his fiery tongue to probe her mouth. She shivered as their tongues made contact. He was getting excited. She could taste the hunger on his lips. His girl friend had him primed so that he was ready immediately.
She pushed him away and he gave her a hurt look.
"Don't worry," she said. "I'm not stopping you. But slow down a little. You're taking my breath away."
There was no way to stop him. He had boiled over quickly and now he wanted her. She would have been raped if she had fought, but she had no intention of giving a fight. She wanted his cock almost as much as he wanted to give it to her.
He was kissing her again. He had rough, demanding lips. He pushed his tongue into her mouth like he was fucking her mouth.
She had been kissed before but not with the hunger that he kissed her. It really did take her breath away. It caused her nipples to harden to little points and her tits to become swollen with lust.
His hands were wandering over her entire body. He started to undo the buttons of her blouse, then he snaked his hand in to squeeze her naked flesh. She felt a spasm of pleasure shake her body as his fingers caressed her hot and sensitive flesh.
"Kiss me there, Bill," she begged him. "Kiss my hot tits."
He tilted his head and sucked some of her creamy flesh into his mouth. His tongue softly caressed her nipple and tore a loud gasp from her throat. She tried to push her tit deeper into his throat.
"Jesusssss," she moaned. "You're making me so hot, Bill!"
He released one tit and moved to her other. He sucked greedily until Carol could stand it no longer. She pushed his mouth away from her aching tit. His lips went down, kissing the softness of her stomach and then downward to her navel.
"Oh Bill," Carol moaned. "Oh Bill, sweet!"
Bill pushed her down on the bench and finished undoing her blouse. He pulled it off her shoulders and dropped it on the floor. His eyes took in her white flesh. He licked his lips as he stared.
"Oh Bill," she moaned.
Then his lips were back at her tits again, smothering her nipples. She groaned. She wouldn't be able to stand much more of this. He released her nipple and once again his tongue trailed downward. His tongue darted into her navel and brought from her lips a squeal of pure delight.
Now his hot hands were moving up her thighs. His fingers searched under her skirt. He may not have been experienced but he knew where her pussy was. He quickly pulled at her panties until his fingers could slip inside to rub her pussy hairs.
"Oh God, Bill," she moaned. "That's nice. Keep doing that. Oh my sweet Bill, your girl friend never allowed you to do anything like this, did she?"
"Oh no, baby," he moaned. "She never did."
He drew his hand out of her pussy and he stood up. He was undressing. She watched him strip off his shirt and his muscles bulged beautifully. He looked so strong. He was the most well-developed boy she'd ever seen.
He slowly unbuckled his trousers as if he were teasing her. Perhaps he was. He knew she was anxious to see his cock. She knew it had to be beautiful.
She reached to do his zipper. She pulled it down and he rolled his trousers down his legs. His huge prick was bunched in his shorts. He peeled his shorts off and she gaped at him. His girlfriend had better look out. He had a beautiful cock, big and thick and hard.
"Oh Bill," Carol moaned.
Perhaps she would take this boy away from his girlfriend. He had too good a cock to keep it all to himself. She reached for his hard cock and wrapped her fingers around it.
"It's beautiful," she whispered. "Can I kiss it?"
"Hell, yeah!" Bill rasped.
Carol quickly got to her knees on the bench. He was so tall that his prick came perfectly to her mouth. She smiled as she touched the tip of her tongue to his monstrous weapon. She tasted his lubricating fluid. He tasted good. She ran her tongue around the rim of his cock.
"Jesus," Bill moaned. "What are you doing?"
"Making you feel good, baby," Carol said. "A boy with a cock as pretty as yours ought to feel good."
"Jesus," Bill said, "and to think the boys used to call you a tease." Carol gave him a kiss on the blood-engorged head and then she slowly ran her tongue down the underside of him all the way to his balls. Bill groaned loudly as she took one of his balls gingerly into her mouth. She teased the hot sac with her tongue until his hips were jerking. She released it with a wet plop and moved to his other ball. She had intended to have a quick fuck but now she found that she was growing more and more excited by sucking his cock. She wanted to taste his cum. She would taste his first load in her mouth to get the edge off and then they would settle down to some real fucking.
She moved her head back up to the head of his red cock and slowly pulled his delicious shaft into her throat. She made a gurgling sound as his cock went deep into her mouth. She put her fingers to his heavy sacs and massaged them as her head bobbed up and down on his cock.
"Suck me, baby," Bill cried. "Suck me!"
She made loud sucking noises as her lips and hands worked at him.
"Oh God!" Bill cried. "I'm going to come. You'd better move your mouth! I'm going to come!"
But Carol had no intention of moving her mouth. She kept sucking at him until he gave a groan and a load of hot milky cum entered her mouth. She swallowed the first thick spurt without trouble but then he kept coming until she was forced to open her lips and allow the stuff to come out the sides and drip to her naked titties. She didn't mind. She liked the feel of sperm against her skin.
"Sweet baby," Bill moaned. "Oh, sweet baby!"
Slowly his limp cock slipped from her mouth. Bill seemed to gain control of himself as he realized what had just happened. He started to look guilty but Carol wasn't going to give him time for that. Her pussy was tingling and she wanted that big, beautiful cock inside of her.
"I want you hard again," she said.
She reached for him and wrapped her fingers around his cock and started jerking him off.
A look of understanding came into his eyes. He had been feeling guilty because he didn't think that girls could get as hot as boys did. Evidently Carol was hot cunt and she wanted it. He couldn't resist.
Carol had him hard again. She lifted her hips and allowed Bill to slide her panties off. Bill licked his lips as he looked into her sweet pussy.
"I'm going to fuck you," he said, as if he didn't quite believe it himself.
"Yes," Carol said. "Fuck me, baby. Fuck me hard!" Bill crawled between her open thighs and pressed his cock against her cunt. He pushed a little and the monstrous head went partly inside her.
"Oh give it to me, baby!" Carol moaned. "Give me the whole thing."
Bill rotated his hips until his cock went easily up into her already juicy cunt. He eased out slowly, letting the top of his cock rujb against her clit. He pushed it back in again in the same slow rhythm.
"Fuck me hard," she begged him. "Fuck me hard! Grab my titties and put your cock in me hard!"
His huge hands cupped her tits and his fingers worked on her nipples. She raised her legs and locked her ankles against the back of his legs. He went deliciously deep on his next stroke.
"Get faster," She urged him. "Fuck me faster!"
Bill seemed to go crazy. He started slamming his cock into her with a violence that amazed her. Even Nick hadn't fucked her like this.
"Baby," she cried. "Baby, that's it!"
He squeezed her tits as he kept slamming his cock into her. She felt the first hot spasm of pleasure rock her and then her pussy started aching. She knew it wouldn't be long. She put her hands on his back and pulled him tight against her.
"Oh that's it," she cried: "I'm coming! I'm coming! I'm comingggggg!"
He came almost at the same moment, his hot load filling her cunt and mingling with her juices. She lay like that for a long while, almost afraid to move. His body felt good pressed against her. He was good. He was so very good.
Her hips started moving and she realized it was beginning again. He was inexperienced but he had a goddamn good cock. A wonderful cock that was already swelling inside of her. She started pressing her cunt down on him.
"God," he moaned. "God!"
"Just fuck me," she said. "Don't think about anything. Just fuck me hard!"
He was fucking her hard. He was getting as excited as she was. He pulled out of her and pushed her legs high. He slammed into her again. It was fantastic! His cock made loud sounds as he pushed into her. Her tits were swollen again. She loved it. God, how she loved it!
She was loving it so much that she didn't hear the door open. Bill did. He jumped away from her and she groaned and tried to pull him back.
"Somebody's there," he said.
Fear was in his voice.
Carol opened her eyes and looked up. Cindy was staring at them.
"It's all right," Carol said. "It's only Cindy." Cindy smiled and left.
Carol pulled him back on her again and loved the feel of his hard cock entering her. He hadn't gone soft. She was glad of that.
"Fuck me hard!" she screamed loudly as they collapsed together on the hard bench.