Chapter 2
If she hadn't been so damned concerned over why Miss Arlen had suddenly decided to make a clothing change right in the middle of her working day, Shelly Carter irritably thought, swinging about and starting back toward her lovely employer's home, she wouldn't have forgotten to collect her pay. Of course, Miss Arlen might have remembered it, too ... but she'd been drinking, another unusual thing that had immediately caught the teenager's attention. She had never seen her drink before in the month-and-a-half she'd worked for her, not even after she was through teaching, and Shelly was positive that she had another lesson or two to give that afternoon. It certainly was an odd situation, all right.
The tall, willowy girl reviewed these things in her mind as she casually walked along in the brilliant California sunshine, conscious of the admiring glances from passing male motorists and purposefully ignoring them. If it weren't for the fact that her parents needed a portion of her money at home, she would let it go until tomorrow. But it was easier to go back and pick up her pay than it was to listen to her father rant and rave. Of course, his bitch was personal ... he'd need some beer money to blow at the tavern that night, his pay-check already having been drunk up. And unless she missed her guess, there wasn't any food in the house as usual.
God, one day she was just going to up and disappear from that hell-hole. She didn't know where she'd go, nor how she was ever going to get enough money together, the way they bled her, but it was inevitable. If she were just seventeen, or even sixteen, her parents might not try to find her and bring her back. Even though she looked older as far as physical development and all, the fact remained that she was just a lousy fifteen-years old, and the fuzz always managed to make a hot issue with a runaway girl at that tender age. Bull-shiricky!
God, it was hot! Wouldn't it be nice to be on some deserted beach, stripped naked and laying in the sand blowing a joint or two? All alone with no one or nothing to bother her ... no funky guys around ... oh, maybe another chick her own age, a pretty one who shared the same ideas and liked the things she did. No ... that wouldn't be too bad, having a hip girlfriend who dug the whole scene as she read it. They'd do things together, travel, see new places ... . Oh, they might lay a guy now and then if they felt the urge for variety, but no steady or marriage. Damn, she'd seen enough wedded bliss routine at home to know she never wanted any part of that. Men grew ugly both in actions and looks, once they slipped the ring onto a girl's finger and proceeded to make a legalized whore-slave out of her.
Not that she was thumbs-down on guys ... they had their points and she'd had several samples the past year at beach parties. She'd been high each time and maybe that's what had made it feel so good, though the first time with Jerry Halstead had hurt like the devil. God, she'd thought he was never going to worm it into her, she was so tight there ... and then there'd been a popping sound and there went her cherry, his long, thick cock racing right up inside her wanting, moist vaginal passage and filling her like a pregnant cow! Wow, what a crazy night that had been. They'd done it for hours, it seemed, but he wouldn't quit until she climaxed, he'd insisted; she hadn't because he couldn't hold out. Suddenly, he was shooting his hot, thick sperm into her soft belly like a young bull ... and then it was all over, except for the roaring fire still flaming inside her.
With the effect of the pot and all, she wouldn't have cared if her parents had been spectators; she would have fingered herself to completion right in front of them just the way she did while Jerry lustfully watched her. And each time after, when she'd tried it with other guys, it'd been the same: she'd had to finish herself. So, who needed them, and for what? They were all alike ... only concerned with their own satisfying pleasure, never the poor girl's!
She couldn't help but wonder why, after those over-all disappointing sessions, along with the situation at home, that girls ever tied themselves to a guy for keeps. It just didn't make sense!
Miss Arlen had the right idea. No husband to boss her around or lead her to the bed whenever he got the hots. She really had it made, being a music teacher ... . independent and all, Shelly thought, as she turned onto the cul-de-sac and her lovely blonde employer's house came into view. She was really a beautiful girl, too ... terrific shape and all ... the way she had looked in that cute little jersey and mini-skirt ...
Shelly thought about that as she approached the front door, a little quivering sensation unexplainably fluttering in her belly. Strange, she recalled, wondering why she might have done it, taking off her bra and changing into that brief, sexy skirt with music lessons still to give ... ? But then, she was reaching for the door-knob, her unanswered question momentarily side-lined No use of ringing and disturbing her if she was teaching. She'd just walk in and tap on the studio door ...
"There, does that feel better, dear?" Jan soothingly asked as she fluffed the pillow beneath Dickie Edward's head, then walked to the foot of the bed to slip off his loafers. "Your face is still flushed. Are you sure you don't want me to call your mother?"
The boy swallowed tightly and shook his head. "N—No," he managed. "I—I'll be fine in a minute," he added, deciding to let her think he really was sick ... anything to get another look up under her skirt! "Besides ... my mom isn't home this afternoon. S—She went into L.A. shopping ... ."
"Oh ... well, don't you worry, darling. Jan'll take care of you," she replied, elated with his bit of news. It meant that there would be no phone-calls or interruptions from that witch, wondering where her Dickie-boy was. Then, the lewd urge to sensually taunt him further made her turn her back to him and bend down to pick up his loafers and place them together under the bed.
Dickie gaped in breathless awe at the incredulously arousing sight she presented to him! He'd begun to wonder if maybe he hadn't gotten too much sun after all and was just imagining that he had really seen it ... but now there was no lingering doubts in his young, wildly excited mind! When she had bent over, the tiny skirt had hiked way up until he could clearly see her naked, white buttocks spreading slightly with the movement, giving him another bird's-eye view of her snug, hair-fringed pussy, as well as the tightly puckered little pink hole centered in the deep crevice between! Holy crap! He must be losing his buttons! She had to know he could see everything! She had to ... ! Man, his cock was going to break it was so hard ... !
Then, she was looking down at him smiling, her lush lips glistening moistly from the point of her pink tongue-tip habitually brushing over them. Her eyes seemed to sparkle with tiny little flecks of swirling lights and she was slowly sitting down on the bed beside him, her soft, warm hand reaching out to smooth over his thigh.
"Tell me, darling," she half-whispered in a brand new husky voice. "What did you just see?"
Jan felt the tremble of confused emotions tensely cause his whole young body to shudder. God, what she was doing to him was considerably less than fair game ... but it was her game and she was reveling in it! He couldn't move not speak; he was that awe-stricken.
"You sweet darling," she continued to whisper. "I know what's wrong with you ... and I know what caused it out in the studio ... and what you were just looking at ... ! Tell me, Baby, did ... did you like what you saw ... and would you like to see more ... . maybe even feel of it ...?"
Frig! He was afraid if he tried to say one lousy word he'd scream it right out! It was happening, all right, really happening ... and she'd known all along ... was doing it on purpose! Holy crap, what was going to happen, any way ... ?
"Well ... ? Tell me Precious ... would you?" Jan lecherously hissed, bending down over him until her lovely, passion-incited face was inches from his. She began to gently caress his thigh as she lowered her slightly opened lips to his, then kissed him, flattening her yielding, full breasts against his young, heaving chest.
Dickie Edwards felt as if he might be petrified ... frozen, his whole body as stiff as his throbbing cock inside his pants! Oh man ... she was kissing him ... really kissing him ... her hot, wet tongue wiggling into his mouth! And her tits, they were flattened right out ... spread all over his chest! Crap, he'd never kissed a girl before in his life say nothing of feeling their tits hot and soft against him, or actually seeing their naked pussy and ass the way he had hers! Ooohhh ... he didn't know what to do, but he knew he ought to do something, because he didn't want her- to stop ... not ever, ever ... !
It made little difference to Jan now whether he answered her or not; she knew that she was going to possess him. Nothing short of mayhem could stop her at that point! Her lecherous desire for him, spiked by the added stimulant of the vodka, had taken complete, lust-filled control of her. Had she wanted to, she knew she couldn't fight it. Ardently, she smothered his fair, young face with hot kisses, her caressing hand on his thigh moving pointedly to his straining, teenaged penis inside the tight-fitting jeans. She felt him tremble and gasp to her touch, an intense sensation of passion rocketing through her churning belly and loins as she teasingly traced the length of his thick young hardness with thumb and forefinger.
"Oh Dickie ... it feels so big and stiff to Jan ... all cramped up in there like that," she hissed against his panting mouth. "It must hurt ... Let me take it out for you, Baby ... "
"Oohhhh ... nhh!" the confused boy grunted in still frightened, mounting tension, the feel of her soft hand first caressing, then suddenly unzipping his fly to slip all the way inside the cotton of his shorts and smooth over the sparse-haired, trembling flesh of his pelvis, whipping his breath away. Then, her warm, velvety fingers were wrapping right around it, almost completely destroying him!
Gripes almighty! What was she going to do to him? Crazy tingles of never-before excitement charged through his groin to burst into his belly! Oh man! She had his cock right out in her hand, and ... she was stroking it just the way he did to himself! Ooohh ... up and down ... sliding its loose outer-skin back and forth ... and ... and oh shit, she was feeling of his balls ...!
"Mmmm, Dickie darling ... you feel so good to your Jan," she hotly breathed against his lips, the terrific aroma and taste of her about to flip his skull. "Why don't we both take all of our clothes off and get comfortably naked ... so we can see and play with each other to our heart's content? Would you like to do that, Baby ... to see and play with Jan's secret places while she does the same to you ... ?"
Again, Dickie couldn't answer. He felt as if someone had taken steel-wool to his throat! She was smiling beautifully down at him, her moistened lush lips that had been kissing his, still half-opened so that he could see her pretty white teeth. And her long-lashed, greyish-green eyes were sparkling with a billion explosions! Oh God ... he knew he shouldn't, that it was wrong and his mom would go right out of her mind if she ever found out ... but he was going to! He was! Nothing like this had ever happened to him before, and he was going to do whatever she said! She'd said he could ... see and play with her secret places ... her pussy ... her tits, and ass ... !
She arose from the bed then, and slowly began to raise her pull-over above her head! He gasped aloud when it kept going higher and higher, until finally, her fully rounded white breasts with their hardened pink nipples were revealed to him, right before his young, feverish eyes. The two, lusciously tipped mounds swayed provocatively to the taunting undulation of her curved hips when she unzipped the tiny skirt and wiffled it downward over them ... her dimpled navel, the small fleshy bowl of her belly ... then ... the sparse blondish-hair at its base and between her legs gradually coming in to exciting view! Now, for sure, he could see its pink crevice right there between the full, white columns of her slightly tanned thighs ... the first cunt he had really ever seen in his whole life! Man, he was going to go ape ... he was sure of it ... !
Jan's lecherous desire had reached that wildly inflamed point where only lewdness and lustful acts filled her liquor-glazed mind. She moved toward her teenaged prey lying motionless on the bed and staring in apprehensive frustration up at her, his stiffened young cock still protruding from his opened fly the way she had left it. She reached down and took his wrists, drawing him upward to his feet, then placed both his tremulous hands on her thrusting white breasts, while with her own, she reached down and warmly clasped his swollen young rod of throbbing hardness again.
"Now, Precious, Jan's going to undress you," she whispered, kissing him first as she tenderly stroked his youthful thick cock, before beginning to unbutton his shirt.
Her loins and belly were seething with lustful desire as he stood subserviently before her, letting her do as she wished with him, defenseless against the seductive charms of her voluptuous, naked body. His young hands explored her tingling breasts with hot, teenaged eagerness as she undressed him, their timid clumsiness letting her know that he was still virginal for her.
Jan removed his shirt and kissed his young chest, teasingly laving the tiny nipples of his developing pectoral muscles with her damp tongue-tip. Trailing it downward over his belly and navel, she slowly lowered to her knees and unhitched his belt. She felt his intake of breath as she tugged both jeans and shorts down over his slender, boyish hips and lean buttocks, her fervid eyes feasting on his upward-arched, rigid young cock jutting nakedly out from the scant, hair-sprinkled pelvis, while his filling teenaged balls virally swayed between his strong, muscular legs.
God! He was a beautiful delicious boy!
Unable to hold herself back any longer, Jan leaned forward and kissed the purple tip of his young pulsating cock, extending her pink tongue so that he could see it wriggling into the tiny split, while she tenderly caressed and cupped his sperm-bloating, testicles. Again and again, she kissed and tongued it's fiery head, the piquant aroma and spicy taste from the minute drops of seminal fluid which had oozed out with his mounting excitement, firing her frantically on.
"Uuugghh! Ooohh mannnn ... !" Dickie Edwards choked, staggering backwards and nearly falling from the imprisoning jeans fettering his ankles. Crap almighty! She was actually licking his cock ... !
Jan caught him before he fell, sensing his mind-staggering shock at what she was doing to him. She guided him backward to the bed and down onto it, easing the garments from his legs. Then, heedlessly spreading them wide apart, she caught at his lean hips and drew his buttocks to the edge, clasping his young jerking penis between thumb and forefinger at its root to pull back its foreskin, slipping her saliva-filled mouth hungrily down onto it!
Again, Dickie gasped out a whimpering groan, raising to his elbows to watch this beautiful girl who was frantically sucking on his aching cock! He could feel her hot, wet tongue swirling around its head like a velvety whirlpool, and see the oval of her soft, red-rimmed lips clasped tightly around it. Then, her smooth, white cheeks began to move in and out as her pretty blonde-head worked slowly up and down in a drawing sensation which he could feel all the way into his balls! Oh man ... she was actually sucking his prick ... Miss Arlen doing that to him! He'd seen dirty pictures of slobby-looking women doing it to men and wondered what it would be like. He'd always gotten horny just looking at them, but he'd never imagined it would feel anything like this ... especially with someone like Miss Arlen doing it! And ... oh shit ... she was stopping ... !
"Now, Darling, crawl up onto the bed where Jan can get between your legs to lick and suck it good for you," she breathlessly hissed. "My God, Baby ... it's the most handsome cock I've ever seen! Hurry, precious ... hurry!"
Shelly Carter was surprised to find Miss Arlen's studio door open and the room empty. She thought a moment, wondering where her employer might be. Perhaps, her lessons had all been canceled for the afternoon and she was lying down. Did she dare to bother her if she was napping ... ? Damn, her father would be fit to be tied if she didn't bring home her pay. She'd just have to chance Miss Arlen's anger. It'd be the lesser of the two evils, she thought, moving quietly along the hallway toward the open bedroom doorway ...
Voices ... almost whispering, gasping voices, brought the willowy teenager up short of the entranceway. She paused, momentarily listening, not really intending to eavesdrop, yet too taken with curiosity not to. Then, she heard Miss Arlen passionately hiss: "Mmmmm, Dickie lover ... it's such a hard and beautiful cock! S—Spread your legs wider apart for Jan ... so she can get right over it and suck it good for you ... !"
Shelly sensed every muscle in her curvaceous young body grow rigid as the lust-filled statement with its lewd four-letter word registered. She froze there, her breathing tightening in her chest, her legs temporarily refusing to respond. Then, almost immediately she heard the groaning gasp of a male ... a young male ... a boy!
"Ooohhh ... wh—what are you going to do now?"
"I'm going to make you happy, Dickie sweet," Miss Arlen's sensuous tones reached Shelly again. "I'm going to suck it and play with it for you ... while you lie there and watch me ... Then later, maybe I'D get up over you and put it inside my pussy ... right here! Would you like that, Darling? Have you ever fucked a girl?"
Shelly leaned against the wall for support, the unexpected shock from what she was hearing actually causing her knees to jell. Not that she wasn't familiar with sex and all of its luridly inciting terms; yet to visualize her beautiful blonde employer not only indulging, but if she'd heard right, orally so ... and with a boy ... was just about enough to knock the props from in under her ... !
N-NO ... I ... I've never done it to anybody ... !" the near-simpering boyish voice reached the short-haired, young brunette's now intensively listening ears.
"Nor had it sucked before ... like I just did for you?"
"N—No ... never ... honest, Miss Arlen!"
"Maybe you don't want me to do it anymore? Maybe, you'll just run home and tell your mother, or someone else the moment you leave me?" Jan's throaty-voiced questions drifted out to the tensed, listening girl.
"No ... I mean yes ... that is, I want you to do it! And I promise, I'll never tell anyone! Honest to God, I won't ... "
There was a momentary silence, then Shelly heard their movements on the bed and realized that she was trembling all over with excitement. Boy, wasn't she the clever one, thought ... beautiful Miss Arlen ... undoubtedly seducing him, then making him promise to keep it a secret! A boy, yet ... not a man, but a boy ... and it had to be Dickie Edwards, because his lesson was at two o'clock on Thursdays! Wow ... this she had to see with her own eyes!