Chapter 8
Tricia started wearing her garter belt and stockings to school. They were all the underwear she had on under her skirts and blouses. There was something about being in front of a class dressed in this stuff that thrilled her no end. She was the only one who knew she wore no bra and panties, but that didn't matter. It was exciting enough that she knew it.
But the more mature kids in her classes sensed some change in her. Many of the boys and quite a few of the girls eyed her strangely from time to time. And the rougher boys, particularly Ron Price's friends, couldn't stop ogling her. They didn't even try to disguise the fact that they were lusting after her. It took all her time and effort to keep them under control.
The thing was, several of these young men weren't much younger than she was. They were mostly stupid and had had to repeat grades, and they were in no hurry to leave school in any case because jobs were scarce. They enjoyed sitting around in school, doing nothing. There were lots of girls around. And there was the odd pretty teacher, Tricia.
For some reason, she found herself attracted to them. Maybe it was the closeness in age, maybe it was because her parents had never allowed her to associate with such people. In any case, she couldn't bring herself to be too hard on them. And this was especially true after what happened between her and Ron Price.
One gorgeous fall afternoon she decided to walk home, and after she'd gone three or four blocks, a brightly painted customized van pulled up alongside her. The driver was Stan Mathers and the fellow in the passenger seat was Lou Raymond. Both were in classes of hers, and both were friends of Ron Price. But Ron, himself, was nowhere to be seen.
"Need a ride home, Miss?" Stan called out pleasantly. Beside him, Lou Raymond snickered lewdly. There was at least one other young man in the back of the van, she noticed. He was poking his head out between the two in front.
"I don't think so, Mathers. Thanks anyway," she called. She strode along slowly and the van followed by the curb.
"Aw c'mon, Miss," Stan urged. "We need a little classy female company. You know how guys when when they're alone. They just start looking for trouble. Come keep us in line."
Tricia glanced over at the van quickly. As she strode alone, she felt he soft fall breeze rushing up her skirt, fluffing her pussy hair. The taut elastic of the garters along her thighs flexed and stretched. It was madness. If she got into the van with three rough boys, she'd be surrounded with cock in no time. She'd have a lot of fucking and sucking on her hands. Anyone else in her position would have refused to get involved in such a situation.
Tricia hesitated for maybe five seconds. She came to a stop in the quiet suburban street. Then she glanced to the left and to the right, hiked her purse up on her shoulder, and skipped across to the curb before anyone could see her. A side door was flung open, a hand reached out to grab her wrist, and she was inside the van. Then it was speeding down the avenue. So much for her responsibility as a teacher, she thought.
Though when she thought a little more about it, she decided it made little difference now anyway. She'd already risked her reputation as a teacher when she'd fucked Ron Price on her desk. How much more risky could this be? It would be just a little innocent fun. No one had seen her get into the van. Why worry about it?
There were in fact two young men in the back of the van, not just one. Terry Fields was back there, as well as Jerry Lucas. They made room for her on the plush carpeted floor and offered her a can of beer, which she refused. They didn't talk to her except for an occasional word. They seemed content just to stare at her, as if they couldn't believe she was real.
Stan drove rapidly, making lots of sharp turns, and Tricia wondered where the hell they were going. She noticed trees flashing by the windows and after a while the road grew bumpy. When he finally parked, there was not a sound outside, and she assumed that they were in some deserted wooded area. He turned off the ignition, and both he and Lou left their seats and they joined the others in the back of the van.
"Well, isn't this real cozy?" Stan said pleasantly. He was crouched over as he spoke. The van was long but there was no room to stand up straight.
"What do you want me to do?" Tricia asked them. She was breathing a bit heavily already at the feel of all the maleness around her.
"Whatever you feel like. This party's for you," Stan assured her. He was gazing fondly at her big swaying tits inside her blouse. Her nipples dented the fabric sharply.
"Do you want me to suck you all off?" she went on. She sounded as though she were taking some kind of examination.
"If you want to, sure, that would be great," Stan said. He spoke patiently and smiled at her.
Terry and Lou were already unzipping their pants, shoving them down around her knees. Both their cocks flopped out into the open like soft, friendly playthings. Jerry was slower, but he also began to strip. And finally Stan joined them, seeming content to lag behind and let his friends get theirs first.
As soon as Lou had his pants off completely
Tricia reached for his cock. He lay on his back on the floor and watched her bend her head, open her mouth and stick out her tongue. She closed her mouth over his softened cock and immediately it began to grow in her face. Power flowed into his prick steadily as she worked her mouth up and down on it.
Out of the corner of her eye, Tricia could see she was surrounded by cock. All the young men were naked and their pricks flopped about loosely between their legs. They were all kneeling around her, waiting for their turn. She reached out a hand, grabbed the closest cock to her, and began to pull on it expertly.
Someone was shoving his cock in her ear, and she broke off sucking Lou's and took this new prick into her mouth. Lou's cock pointed up from his crotch at an angle, two-thirds stiff already. She held his prickshaft tight in her fist and jacked it up and down. She was managing to cope with three cocks quite well.
Only Stan was out in the cold. And he seemed content to stroke his cock up and down along Tricia's thigh, at least for the time being. He liked feeling the dry nylon of her stocking rubbing against his prickhead. He forced her skirt higher and higher with his cock.
Hands were all over her, feeling her, massaging her, testing the wonderful firmness of her young body. Someone was undoing the front of her blouse. Someone else was reaching inside. She felt a fist grab one large tit and squeeze. There was a thumb tip pressed against her nipple.
"These tits are great. Hey, they're fantastic," someone muttered. Her blouse was completely open. It was being folded back, forced down her arms. Her big tits rolled and swayed loosely.
"Fuck, look at this! She's not wearing any panties! And she's got on a fucking garter belt or something!" Someone had forced her skirt up over her hips and was stroking and kneading her ass. Fingers were under the elastic of her black garter straps, snapping them back against her thighs.
Stan was gazing down at the blonde fur of her cunt. He dipped his hand into her crotch to explore her damp fuckhole with his fingers. He pried open her cunt and poked around inside, testing her wetness. His cock lurched higher and a thick vein began to pump in its side.
"Sonovabitch. What a sleazy whore," someone muttered.
"She's a kinky one. She loves it," someone else put in.
Gradually Tricia was moving from cock to cock, sucking each on in turn, jacking each of them up and down in her fists. Even Stan got his turn. He fingered her pussy and diddled her clit while she forced her mouth up and down on his prick. He was amazed at how wet she was. She seemed to need a cock inside her cunt desperately.
She fumbled around blindly, on her hands and knees or on her side, grabbing cock after cock, jacking them, stuffing them into her mouth. And her skirt and blouse were slowly hauled off her, leaving her in nothing but her stockings and black garter belt. Their cocks grew larger and larger, until they stuck out hugely from the four crotches.
"Fuck me," she murmured at one point, between sucks. "One of you stick your cock in me and fuck me, please."
Jerry was quickest off the mark. He squirmed up behind her on the floor, raised one of her slender legs in the air, and poked his cock about between her spread thighs. He was aiming blindly, his cock in his fist, but eventually he found the wet gash of her cunt and shoved inside. Two thirds of his fully stiff cock disappeared at one go.
She was of course busy with the other cocks, but she did take time out to sigh with satisfaction as Jerry's cock slid up her cunt. Her mouth was sealed tightly around another prick, and now she let Jerry's lunges set the pace for her cocksucking. Her tits wobbled back and forth at each thrust.
"She's a hot one. Fuck, she's a hot little bitch," someone muttered. There were moans and groans of satisfaction from the others. Everyone was deep in concentration.
Now that Stan no longer had her cunt to play with, he turned his attention to her tits. Whenever she wasn't sucking him he steered his cockhead around and around her stiffened nipples, making them stand up even more, if that were possible. Her tits were so firm and solid and so perfectly shaped. He couldn't believe how lovely they were.
"Fuck me between my tits. Shove your cock between my tits and fuck me hard," he grunted suddenly as she spit out one hard cock and lunged for another. She glanced up at Stan eagerly and there was no doubt she was talking to him. He set about doing as she asked.
It was a bit complicated, because of all the bodies involved, but bit by bit it was arranged. Jerry refused to pull his cock out of her cunt, but he allowed it to be corkscrewed around her as her leg was swung over and down until she was flat on her back. He continued fucking her, barely missing a beat. He made room for Stan to swing a leg over her middle and mount her.
"Between her tits! Fuck her between her tits!" Lou crowed. He was kneeling alongside Terry with his cock stuck into Tricia's face. She had his prick in one hand and Terry's in the other, and she was moving her head back and forth between the two of them, sucking them each in turn.
Stan settled down on her rib cage, his thick thighs on either side of her. He forced the huge log of his cock down until it slotted into her cleavage between her big beautiful tits. Then he crammed her tits together with his hands and locked his prick in place. He began humping back and froth, driving his cock up and down in her cleavage.
"Between her tits! He's fucking her tits!" Lou babbled on. He seemed really fascinated with the idea.
Tricia writhed and squirmed on the floor of the van. She lost track of the time. She couldn't even recall what day it was. All she knew was that she was surrounded by cock, and she was loving every minute of it. She had a prick up her cunt, another pumping between her tits. She had one in each fist and she could suck deeply on either one of them whenever she wished.
She was in heaven. She didn't want it to end.
She didn't feel the slightest emotion toward any of these four young men. She didn't care about them at all. She barely knew them. They were cocks to her. Big, hard cocks that could fill her up and fuck her silly and shoot her with cum. That's all. Nothing else mattered.
"I wanna fuck her, too! I wanna fuck her!" Lou complained childishly. He pulled his cock from Tricia's fingers and crawled down until he was by Jerry's side. He watched Jerry lunge his greasy cock in and out of her hairy cunt several times. "I wanna fuck her! Let me fuck her!"
Jerry's face was glistening with sweat and he seemed not too far away from blasting his wad. Suddenly, he stopped fucking Tricia and withdrew his cock from her soaking cunt. He moved to one side and waved Lou between her legs in his place. He had had enough for the time being. He didn't want to be the first to shoot his load.
"Go ahead, Lou," he sighed, his voice tense with effort. "Go ahead and fuck her. We'll all get to fuck her. We'll all get our turn. Relax, This chick will never get enough cock."
Eagerly, Lou scrambled between Tricia's hooked knees. Her cunt was wet and folded out, all its pink inner flesh swollen out into the open. The great ragged mouth of her cunt hole was gaping wide for him, its lips folded back. Her pink clit wiggled about just above it.
"Look at that! Look at it!" was all Lou could find to say. His prick was raw and wet and huge from Tricia's sucking. He gripped his cock in his fist, bent down and screwed his bloated prickhead into her curl-framed cunt flesh. He pressed forward, leaned down and buried his cock inch by inch inside her. His hairy belly settled onto hers as the last thick inch slid from sight.
"Jerry, you wanna fuck her tits for a while?" Stan asked. "I want her to suck me some more. I can't get enough of that wet little mouth of hers."
Jerry nodded his agreement, priming his huge stiff cock in his fist all the while. And once Stan had lifted himself up and off Tricia, Jerry took his place, forcing his prick down between her tits and beginning a slow fucking motion that wasn't enough to make him shoot, but was more than enough to keep him rock-hard.
Her tits were full and hard. He pressed them together over his lunging cock and turned her stiff nipples in so that they scudded and scraped back and forth over the popping veins in his prickshaft. It was the sweetest feeling, having his cock surrounded by so much lush tit flesh. He'd never seen tits so brown and beautiful.
Stan stationed himself on the other side of Terry, propping his cock up over her mouth where she seemed to want it. She was clinging to both cocks and licking the undersides and teasing their prickheads with her tongue. Once in a while she concentrated on one cock, taking it into her mouth and sucking down four or five inches of cock shaft.
But she was growing restless again. She wanted to do more with the four huge cocks. She wanted to take full advantage of them. The girl didn't know when she might get an opportunity like this again. She stopped sucking cock long enough to gasp out what she wanted.
"Fuck me up the cunt and up the ass at the same time! Cram me with cock!" she pleaded. Her voice really did sound desperate with need. "Fuck me up the ass and up the cunt, and I'll suck the other two cocks at the same time! Oh, please! Oh, please! I want you to!"