Chapter 9

Richard knew that Judy would not be glad to see him on her first night back from her vacation. He knew, also, that she would wait for years before she would ask him for any money. She liked money but she was proud.

But Richard was proud, also. He knew she had a very poor job with a law firm and it was not nearly enough money to pay for the food and clothing for the children.

Richard also had another reason. He wanted to gloat. She had said many times during their married years that Richard would never be able to hold onto a decent sum of money.

He wanted to show her that he could. He wanted to see her eyes light up.

He drove up to the apartment she rented near the ocean. Her car was parked out front. He knew the children would still be with their grandmother. Judy was a good mother but she liked to have time to herself, so she and the children took far apart vacations.

Richard knocked on the door. It took a moment before Judy answered it.

"Why, Richard!" she said. "What are you doing here?"

Richard took a long look at her. She must have been taking a shower when he knocked, for her hair was still wet. She had belted on a fuzzy robe over her body and he made a mental bet that she was completely nude underneath.

"Can I come in?" he asked.

"I'm afraid it's too late. I've had a long drive and I'm tired. Some other time, maybe."

"I've got some money for you. I thought you might need it."

He saw her face brighten at the prospect of money. She might be too proud to ask for it but she damned sure wasn't too proud to turn it down.

"Come on in," she said.

He couldn't keep his eyes off Judy's magnificent ass as she led him through the small apartment into the kitchen. She made him a cup of coffee and sat down across from him. As she sat, she crossed her legs and the fuzzy gown fell away, revealing the inner part of beautifully tanned thighs.

"Keep your mind on why you're here," Judy said, noticing how hot his eyes were getting as he feasted on her thighs. "What's this about money?"

"Just this," Richard said.

He took the wad of bills from his pocket and counted two hundred out on the table. Judy's eyes grew wide.

"That's this week," he explained. "There'll be two more coming in like that every week."

"You're kidding," Judy said. "What'd you do to get that kind of money? Rob a bank or something?"

"No," he said. "I've just got a new job. A good job. One where I make good money and I don't have to break my back to do it."

"What kind of job?" she asked.

"As a salesman. I'm in insurance."

Judy reached across the table and fondled the money. The top of her robe fell away. Richard could see her huge tits down to her nipples.

She noticed him looking and smiled, "You've seen them before," she said.

"They look beautiful every time I see them," he said.

Judy was doing some fast thinking. Judy had always been a sharp girl. She had first met Richard when they were in school together.

Richard was captain of the football team and Judy was captain of the cheerleaders. It seemed only natural that they should get together.

She remembered the first time he had ever seen her tits.

It had been the last game of their junior year. If their team won, there would be a trip to Washington to play the state champions. Judy really wanted to go, and winning depended mostly on Richard Daws.

She had ridden with Richard to the game that night. He was his usual self, joking and trying to put one of his sweaty hands up her skirt or down her blouse. She had allowed him a few feels outside of her clothes, but she had never gone any farther than that.

If he wanted a whore, she had often told him, then there were plenty of hot pants in school.

But that night had been different. She wanted him to win and she knew the kind of urging he needed.

"Richard?" she had said, when they reached the school. "Yes."

"You want to win the game tonight, don't you?"

"Sure."

"I mean really bad."

"I guess so," he said.

Judy leaned across the car so that he could feel her mature tits poking against his shoulder, her silky legs rubbing against his, and the sweet smell of her perfume.

"We'll get to go to Washington together," she purred as she rubbed his arm.

"So what? They'll ruin things. Teachers always do. Rules and stuff."

"They can't watch us all the time." Judy purred.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean if you win the game tonight and we go to Washington together, maybe I'll give you a little surprise."

"What?" he asked. His breath was getting short.

She leaned so close to him she was almost in his lap. She kissed him solidly on the lips, letting her sharp, fiery little tongue slip into his mouth.

His hands came up to cup her boobs. He was dependable. He always started that way. His breath was getting even shorter. She laughed and drew back.

"You'll just have to wait and see," she teased, and was back on her side of the car and out the door before he could grab her.

The other team never knew what happened that night. Richard was a whirlwind, a hellish monster on the football field who stopped at nothing to win the game.

The other players played hard but they had no chance. Richard was determined to win and his team won.

After the game, Judy gave a small sigh. She knew what she had promised Richard and she was no liar. She would give him what she had promised.

After all, he had worked for it.

But giving it was harder than she had imagined. The trip to Washington was so well-chaperoned that it was almost impossible to get together with a boy.

It was not until the very last night that she managed it. The last night the chaperones decided to have their own party. From her hotel room, Judy could hear all the chaperones gathering in the room next door. There was the clinking of glasses and their party was started. It must have gone on for hours before Judy got her idea.

The girl in her room was asleep. The chaperones were all drunk. At least they were giving a good impression of it by the way they were laughing and singing next door. Nobody would know if she slipped out of her room and went upstairs.

Gingerly, she got up and slipped a robe on over her shortie nightgown. She went out into the hall. A chaperone was standing near her door. At first she started to reenter her room but she saw the blurred look on the chaperone's face.

"Hello, honey," he said, in a drunken tone. "Where you been keeping yourself?"

She smiled at him and started to walk past but a strong arm reached out and drug her backwards. A gnarled hand came up under her robe and began to caress her full tits.

"Hey, baby," the teacher said drunkenly. "With tits like these you don't need to go anywhere. Let's have a little kiss."

She was suddenly very frightened. It was one thing to be willing to give up her virginity to a boy friend but it was quite another to be so accosted in the hall.

She tried to fight. She reached up to claw his face but he caught her hand.

"Ahh, baby," he said. "There ain't no sense in you getting so upset. All I want is a little kiss."

He forced her head backwards and his rough mouth closed on hers. His hot tongue probed at her mouth but she kept her lips clenched tightly.

"Goddamn you!" the man shouted. "I'll teach you to tease me!"

He closed his fist and punched her hard in the stomach. It hurt badly. She fell to her knees gasping for breath and he took her by the hair.

"I'll teach you," he said. "I'll give you a lesson you'll never forget."

She tried to scream but he clamped a rough hand down over her mouth. He dragged her down the hall by the hair. She kicked and bit at him but nothing seemed to effect his drunken state.

He opened the door to his room and dragged her inside. There was a woman, probably his wife, passed out on one of the beds. He dragged her to the other one.

"Okay, honey," he said softly. "Now I'm going to teach you to play games."

She screamed loudly, trying to awaken the other women, but she didn't stir. The teacher fell down on top of her. His huge hands tore at her robe. The robe came away in two pieces. She wore only a blue shortie nightgown and panties. The sight seemed to sober the man a little.

"My God," he said. "Such a sweet piece. Such a sweet piece of ass. Tits like melons. I love you, baby."

He fell down on her, giving her a slobbering kiss. His hands tugged at her panties, trying to get them down her legs.

"Please don't do this," she begged. "Don't. Leave me alone. Please."

"Shut up, bitch," the teacher snarled.

"But please."

He drew his hand back to slap her. She closed her mouth quickly.

"That's better," he said. "You don't turn me on like this and then just tease me. I get what I want."

Judy was afraid to say anything else. He lowered his head, kissing her on the mouth, the neck, and running his lips across the top of her tit peeking out from the short gown.

"Oh, fuck," the teacher said. "I need you, baby. I need your hot legs wrapped around me."

He stood back from her and began to undress. She had never seen a naked man before. He took off all his clothes except for his white shorts. She was frightened by the hard slab of meat that filled the shorts.

"I'll let you take these off," he said.

"No," she said. "No, I couldn't."

He walked around the bed and grasped her by the hair. He pulled her head straight back until she was afraid that her neck was going to break.

"Do it to me, bitch," he said. "Do it to me or I'll hurt you."

She put her hands down the side of his shorts and slowly slipped them down his thighs. His hard prick burst forth and rubbed across her lips.

"Ahh," he said. "That's good. Now open your mouth. Open it wide."

"Oh, God, no!" she protested, but again his strong hand began to force her head backwards.

Her mouth opened and he plunged into her mouth all the way to his balls.

"That's it, bitch," he said. "Suck it good."

She was sick to her stomach but she couldn't draw away from the big prick slamming into her mouth. She tried to scream and to fight but his strong grip on her head was not lifted.

"Suck, baby," he said. "Suck it good. Swallow me once and then we'll get down to some real fucking."

He began to fuck her hard in the mouth, slamming his meat in and out and yelling loud enough to wake the dead.

"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE!"

The voice seemed to ring in her ears but still Judy was not allowed any freedom. She tasted his pre-cum and nearly gagged.

"LET GO OF MY HUSBAND!"

Judy opened her eyes to see the woman had awakened. She was tugging at her husband's arm, but he kept pushing her away.

"TAKE YOUR GODDAMN MOUTH OFF MY HUSBAND'S PRICK!"

Her husband was having none of that. He was nearly at his climax and his prick was engorged with lust.

"Oh, fuck," he said. "Oh, mother-fucking shit! Here I come! Here I fucking come!"

"DON'T YOU DARE COME IN THAT GIRL'S MOUTH!"

But he did. Judy swallowed but the cum ran down her cheeks and dropped on her nightgown. "GODDAMN YOU!"

The teacher fell away and Judy thought she was in a wildcat's den. The woman came at her with nails and teeth. Judy tried to fight, but the woman was too strong. She felt herself lifted by strong arms and propelled toward the door.

"YOU KEEP YOUR FUCKING ASS OUT OF HERE, YOU LITTLE WHORE!"

Judy found herself standing in the hall. She couldn't believe it had happened to her. A few moments before she had been an untouched little girl on her way to give her boy friend a prize.

Now she was standing in a chilly hallway with her clothes half ripped off and bleeding from a dozen cuts, with the taste of a teacher's cum still in her mouth.

What would she do? She knew already. She was a strong girl with a strong sense of need. She knew that if she told anyone, there would be sympathy and understanding. There would also be dirty looks and no boy would date her except for one thing. And marriage would be out of the question for a while. So the best thing to do was not to tell anyone. To go ahead about her business as if nothing had happened.

And her business was Richard.

She lifted her chin and walked down the hall once more. She was determined to let him have her virginity this evening. It had almost been taken by a drunken teacher. There might be other times when her virginity would be taken. The best thing would be to give it away.

She knocked timidly on Richard's room.

"Who is it?" Richard asked.

"It's me," she said softly. "Judy."

Richard opened the door. The light behind him was dim and Judy was glad it was. That way he couldn't see the cuts and torn gown.

"Judy," he said. "My God, what are you doing here?"

"I promised you something."

"But what about my roomie?"

"Send him into the bathroom or something," Judy said. "He'll understand."

Richard went to his roomie and explained things to him. The boy looked at Richard and Judy with obvious jealousy and he slowly got up.

"Okay," he said, "but don't make this a habit."

Judy laughed nervously as he walked into the bathroom and closed the door. She heard the lock being turned.

"Nice guy," Richard said.

"Sure," Judy agreed.

She knew he might be a nice guy but she also knew that on the next day everyone in school would know that Judy had spent an evening in Richard's room.

"Well?" Richard said nervously.

"Lay down, Richard," she said. "I'm going to make you feel good. Because you won the game for me."

Quickly Richard jumped into bed and stretched out on his back. Judy thought about the sad condition of her gown and she took it off.

The dim light revealed her full tits.

"My God," Richard breathed. "You're beautiful."

She smiled as she walked towards him dressed in only her blue panties. She knew the panties were flimsy enough for him to see the golden pussy hairs curling at the edges.

"God," Richard said again.

She stretched out beside him the bed and pressed her full tits against his chest.

"Hold me, Richard," she said softly. "Just hold me for a moment."

Richard took her into his strong arms and pulled her to him. She unbuttoned his pajama top and pulled it away from his naked chest.

They remained like that for a few minutes. Then she groped between his legs until she found his hard prick. That was all the encouragement Richard needed.

"Jesus," he moaned.

His hands began to fondle her tits and his mouth closed on hers. His tongue was probing between her lips and she gave him her tongue. It felt good. There was nothing of the rough beast in Richard.

He was gentle and strong.

His tongue trailed down her neck to her bare tits. He sucked one nipple into his mouth and then the other.

"God, Richard," she said. "That feels so good."

Her voice encouraged him and he sucked more of her flesh into his mouth. And more. It felt as if her entire tit was going into his mouth. She screamed with pleasure.

A thousand tingles shot through her whole body. She wanted more of him. Again she reached between his legs and tore at his pajamas until her fingers touched bare flesh.

"Jesus," he whispered.

"Just keep sucking, baby," she pleaded. "Just keep using your mouth on me."

She began to stroke his firm prick. She felt it actually grow harder in her warm fingers.

He was moving down once more. His tongue teased at her navel and then he was lower. He kissed her thighs and then his tongue was licking her right on her panties.

His hands came underneath her ass and began gently squeezing.

"Help me," she said. "Let me take them off."

He helped her to take off the panties and then his tongue was back again. She wondered where he had gotten such an expert tongue. She figured he was no virgin so some girl had probably taught him how to eat pussy. Well she didn't care. As long as it kept feeling good.

She protested as he left her pussy and came back up her body. He stopped again to taste her tits and then he was slipping his tongue into her mouth once again.

His hard prick was pushing at her virginal cunt and she let out a soft sigh. Here it comes, she thought.

It was painful at first. He pushed into her virgin hole slowly and she bit her lip to keep from crying out. Finally his cock was in. He remained like that for a moment.

"It hurts," she said. "It hurts me. I don't think I can take it."

"You will," he said soothingly. "Just wait. It'll feel good in a minute."

She waited. He only rocked gently inside of her cunt and finally the tingles started coming back. Her tits were against his chest and she began to move them against him harder.

"I told you," he whispered. "I told you it would feel better in a minute."

"Oh, it does," she moaned. "It really does."

He began to drive in harder and she didn't mind. He was making her feel good again. She could feel his prick rubbing against her clit and giving her the wildest sensations of pleasure.

"Oh, damn," he said. "Oh, damn that feels good. You feel so good, Judy. So fucking good."

She laughed with pleasure at the thought of making him feel good. He was sweating and he began to fuck her a little faster. She was trying to match his tingling rhythm.

"Oh, God!" she cried out. "It feels good. I think I'm feeling things. Oh, what's happening to me? What's happening to my body?"

"You're getting close to coming, baby," he said. "And so am I."

She wasn't sure what he meant but she was sure that things were happening to her. Her cunt was stretched deliciously out of shape by his hard cock, and her body was tingling like she was on fire.

"Jesus Christ!" she said. "Oh, Jesus! Tell me what's wrong! I feel so strange. So fucking strange. Oh, your big, hard cock is doing funny feelings in me. Oh, God, what are you doing? I can feel your prick squirting me. Oh, Goddamn! I'm tearing apart! OH, SHITTTT!"

He kept pouring his seed into her cunt and finally he fell across her. She had never felt so relaxed, so good. She knew she was no longer pure but she didn't care. Nothing mattered except the fact that she would have that cock again and again.

There had been many times after that trip. It had gone all over school that she was an easy lay, but the boys soon found out differently. She was easy only for Richard. She loved Richard. She never told anyone about the teacher trying to rape her.

She had married Richard soon after school. They had a good first few years together, but then the babies came and the money got scarce. She would have still stayed with Richard if he had made her. What she wanted him to do was get rough with her and make her behave.

But he had always backed down from her and she had sort of lost respect for him. The money problems got worse and then the divorce had happened.

"You seem to have done a good job, Richard," she said, fingering the money.

"I did a good job, and I'll do better next week. And there are a few other compensations."

There was something in his voice that made her look curiously at him.

"What do you mean?"

There was something different about Richard that she had noticed when he first walked through the door. He seemed to have more confidence, more self-assurance. She wished he had been more like that in his marriage to her.

"I mean," Richard said, standing up, "that the girls are wild about insurance men. They fuck without your asking most of the time."

She looked shocked. She had heard the words used before when they were in bed together, but he had never been the type to use them outside of bed.

"You're just bragging," she accused him.

"Of course. But I fucked a secretary, a couple of housewives, a twelve-year-old girl and my landlady last week. That's more pussy than I got when I was married to you."

She was hurt by his words but she was also excited by them. She had never thought of him as much of a stud.

"I think you'd better leave," she said. "I don't have to listen to your brags."

"I'll leave," Richard said. "Afterwards."

"After what?" Judy asked.

She was suddenly afraid of her own ex-husband. They had been to bed hundreds of times and she didn't mind going to bed with him again. But this was almost a stranger who was before her. A man she didn't know but was excited by.

"You know," Richard said. "After I fuck you. I still like your hot pussy best of all."

"Get out of my house," she said, but her voice was weak. She was trembling with excitement. If Richard had been so cocky before, their marriage would never have broken up.

"Fuck," Richard said loudly. "You don't want me to leave. Right now your thighs are trembling for a man to get between them. Now get your clothes off."

"No," she said.

He smiled. He reached down suddenly and lifted her from the chair. He easily tore her robe off her body and she stood naked before him.

"You still got a body that beats the young kids," he said in satisfaction. "Now prance your ass into the bedroom. We've got some serious fucking to do."

She tried to hit him. He caught her hand in a strong grip and bent it backwards. It hurt like hell and brought tears to her eyes.

"I said get your fucking ass into the bedroom," he snarled. "Quick."

This time she went. She had hardly gotten through the door before he picked her up in his strong arms and dropped her on her back on the bed.

"Open your thighs," he said.

She did. His eyes wandered over her body with a lustful appreciation. He unbuckled his belt and let his pants fall. Then his shirt and underclothes.

He dropped between her legs. There were no words of love, no encouragement. He plunged his hot prick into her cunt without waiting.

She had expected him to hurt but she found that her cunt was already hot without the foreplay. As he began to fuck her, she felt the tingles begin almost immediately.

"Jesus," she said. "I'm coming already: Oh, how the fuck can you do this to me?"

He was laughing at her as he plunged his hard and throbbing prick in her cunt.

"God!" she cried out loud. "Oh, God! I'm coming already! OH, FUCK ME, RICHARD!"

She expected him to finish as quick as she did but he wasn't done. He withdrew his sticky cock and turned her over. It was something that had never been done to her. She cried out loud for him to stop but nothing stopped him.

He pressed his hard cock to her asshole. He pushed. She screamed in pain as his cock-head passed the rim of her ass. He kept pushing and she relaxed enough for him to drive all the way in her shit-chute.

"Here you are, baby," he said. "You're going to love this."

He was right. His prick driving into her asshole was like nothing she had ever experienced. The tingles began again. Never in her life had she gotten this hot so quickly.

"Oh, stop, Richard!" she begged. "You're going to kill me! Please stop!"

"Nobody ever died from fucking," he said. "And a good fucking is what you need."

He was driving into her asshole with a furious violence. She couldn't help herself. She was his in a way she had never been his before.

"FUCKING CHRIST!" she yelled. "It's never been like this! Never! I'm coming again, Richard! Make me come again!"

He did. His hard prick took her up to the heights and suddenly she could feel her cunt go warm with her own juices and her entire body seemed to go numb.

He released her. His hard prick came out of her asshole and he turned her back over. He took his cock-head between his two fingers and seemed to point it at her.

"Open your mouth," he demanded.

She did and he pushed his prick deep into her mouth. Almost as soon as he entered he began to come. His cum poured down her throat until she had drank every drop.

Then he made her clean his prick and balls with her tongue before he was finished.

Finally he released her.

"I don't like this place," he said. "In the morning I'm taking you to my apartment. I'll introduce you to my landlady."

Judy knew she was never going to argue with him again. A pleasant smile came to her face. "Yes, sir," she said.