Chapter 9
David couldn't quite fathom the change that had seemingly made an understanding young man out of his boy-child overnight, and in all truth he wasn't certain that he deserved the right to know. The translation from boyhood to man, as he remembered, was made almost in an instant, and generally at a critical juncture in the youth's life, the catalyst being usually female ... love ... sex.
He grinned to himself around his pipe as he washed the dishes and Stevie dried them ritually. Perhaps the permissive age they lived in bore considerable more merit than his generation liked to give it ... at least, from a selfish standpoint it appeared that way to him. He wouldn't question. Whatever, or whomever, had made a young adult of his son was deserving of praise, admiration, and decorum. He was more than elated....
"No, the way I see it, Dad, Mom would never have wanted you to live out your life without finding someone ... a wife, I mean, to share it all with you ... with us. Mom was too much of an understanding person. She ... she would probably have married again, too!"
David could hardly believe the things he was saying, but was so pleased to hear them. He clenched at his dead pipe and scrubbed subconsciously at the dishes. He said, "I would've wanted your mother to marry again, Stevie. It's just not normal for a woman in the full-bloom of her years ... or a man, to live without a mate. But ... but son, I'm glad you've considered it and settled on a mature viewpoint ... though, I never doubted but what you would."
"Really...? Well, I guess I was acting pretty kiddish ... but ... but a guy has to weigh a thing, doesn't he, Dad? I mean ... something happens and he realizes that he's acting like a kid. Isn't that about the way it is...?"
Again, David smiled inwardly to himself. He said: "That's about the size of it, Stevie." There was a girl all right. David surmised, but he'd wait until the boy decided to tell him about her....
"When ... when are you and Mrs. Lindsey getting married?" Stevie asked as he placed a stack of saucers and cups in the cupboard.
"We haven't really decided yet, Son. I wanted to talk to her today, but as you know, she didn't come to school ... had a virus or something."
"Yeah ... I know ... I ... I...."
"What...? David questioned.
"I ... I had a blister on my heel and wanted to get a Band-Aid, but coach said Mrs. Lindsey didn't come in today ... You suppose there's anything seriously wrong with her, Dad?"
David was surprised by his concern. "No ... Barbara's a very capable nurse. She can take care of herself. But I'll call her in a little while and see how she is, eh?"
"Yeah," Stevie replied with a grin. "Maybe ... maybe, I can talk to her, too ... okay?"
David smiled warmly. He was happy with and proud of his son. "Sure," he said. "I'll bet she'd like that...."
Barbara, dressed in slacks and blouse, was in a state of liquor-hazed complexity. She had been drinking since morning, since she had young Stevie Hamilton and the beauty of their escapade drenching her brain, while at the same time she loved his father ... impossible situation of forbidden love and joy that were tearing her apart, clawing at her brain!
Sometimes in the afternoon, following her call to the school professing her illness, she had changed from scotch to bourbon ... and she couldn't remember when she'd graduated to martinis.
Actually, it didn't matter, did it, she thought confusedly, sitting there on the couch and staring off at nothing. Booze was booze ... and boys were boys ... but Stevie and David, my God...! They were all things ... all beauty ... all love!
There was just no way she could have gone to school that morning! She had hardly slept two hours all night with her mind filled with that beautiful boy! Yes ... she loved his father! She unquestionably did ... but she loved Stevie, too ... and in a way that was impossible to reconcile...! Oh ... Oh God, she wanted to marry David! There was still a chance that she could become human ... normal! Sweet, sweet David! He had done all things for her two nights past! Was it feasible that she could be a normal wife and mother and make love with a man who emphatically brought her joy? Dear God ... was it...?
She started to raise her glass when the doorbell rang ... David? Stevie? What...? She tripped to the door and placed an ear.
"Who is it?"
"Me, Mrs. Lindsey ... Rocky Chalone." She hesitated. "What do you want?"
"It's Milo ... he's sick! Bad sick."
"Milo Wilson?"
"Yes ma'am! He's terrible sick! We think he took an overdose! Please ... please help us, Mrs. Lindsey?"
The word overdose, was like thrusting a sword into her! God, how many times had she tried to make them understand...!
"Where is he?" she gasped, trying to get her wits about her.
"I'll show you! Please hurry, Ma'am! He's bad...!
"All right! I'll be right there!" Barbara heard herself shout, trying to think in her mind what she would do for him.
My God! He needed a doctor ... a hospital ... not a floundering, drunken nurse...! Awkwardly, she stumbled about, tossing a few things in her little black bag that she thought she might need, completely at loss to know what help she could be to the little fool ... Lord, if only she hadn't drunk so much...!
"All right, take me to him!" Barbara ordered, joining the stocky, sixteen-year-old boy in the hall way, and remembering vaguely that he, too, had been one of her seductions. "Where is he at?'
"Come on, Ma'am, I'll take you there!" Rocky answered, grasping her bag and leading the way. "I've got my Dad's car out front...."
As they drove, Barbara worked desperately at trying to sober herself through mental exercise alone, but the results were far from satisfactory, and the evasive answers she was getting from Rocky as she tried to gain what information she could regarding Milo, were only further confusing her. Something was terribly wrong with this whole picture, but in her liquor-hazed brain she couldn't fathom what.
"Wh-Where are we going...? she questioned, the sudden remote surroundings of a wooded area causing an apprehensive twinge to ripple through her belly. They were on a secondary road, narrow and of dirt, and climbing upward...."Answer me, young man! Where are we...?"
"To the Gaylord hunting camp ... you know, Orvie's old man," Rocky said. "We were having a little party there ... and all of a sudden, Milo just keels over...!
"Dear God ... We should've gotten a doctor ... , " Barbara said, fully realizing her own numbed inadequacy. "I don't know what I...."
"We're here! Come on...! he said, interrupting her as he jerked to a stop before the dimly lighted rather large log building and hopped from the car.
Barbara followed him, stumbling through the almost pitch darkness, up the steps and across the porch to the front door that suddenly opened inward, allowing the flickering light from the fireplace to indistinctly illuminate the scene before her. Even then, the wavering shadows hindered her befogged eyes in focusing the occupants of the large room, and it was not until she looked into the grinning face of Orvie Gaylord who had opened the door for them ... then let her eyes trail downward over his massive, barrel-chested big frame that she realized he was stark naked...!
"Greetings, Nurse Lindsey!" the nubbin headed, youth said, his loose grin broadening, while his hand reached down to lewdly fondle his exposed genitals. "As you can see, we've been expecting you."
Barbara fell back a step, bumping against her escort, Rocky Chalone, whose arms caught around her waist and held to her caressingly. A sinking sensation gripped at her entrails as she heard the sniggering sounds from different parts of the room, while her eyes remained fixed on the overgrown boy's thick penis that was swelling in erection before her! "Wh-What is the meaning of this ... this outrage?" she managed in a slightly thickened, unsteady voice, struggling suddenly to escape Rocky's circling arms and brazen hands that had begun to smooth over her belly suggestively. "How dare you bring me here this way...?
"Oh Barbara baby, we dare all right!" Orvie leered, then chuckled, as he began to vilely stroke the heavy foreskin of his thick penis back and forth, revealing its purplish, blood-filled head. "You see, we're having a little party ... some beer and pot, you know, all the goodies, and we decided that maybe you'd like to join us ... being that you've met us all ... already sucked our cocks and one thing or another. I mean, you're amongst friends, Baby, eh? Come on, Rock, usher the lovely blackmailing bitch into the limelight where she can see the other guests!"
The Chalone boy still held to her and it was simple for him to press her into the center of the room where the flickering blaze from the fireplace shed enough light for her to recognize the young smirking faces ... even to Milo Wilson's which was grinning at her licentiously ... and dear God! ... they were all naked and obscenely handling their swollen young organs!
Oh no, Barbara thought, her mind blanking rapidly from sensible reasoning, her shock of a moment before giving way to rising panic and the first stages of sheer horror! How accurate she'd been about something being terribly wrong with the whole picture...!
"You remember all these cocks, Mrs. Lindsey, baby?" Orvie said, moving around to her right, his hardened thick member thrusting out from his hairy pelvis like a heavy sash-weight. "You should anyway, you've managed to get at them all with your lousy tricks! Take that one right there, that's Milo's eh? Give her a little nod, Milo...!
Barbara again heard the snickers as Milo lewdly waggled his stiffened penis at her, the others all followed with similar lascivious antics when the massive, naked boy called out their names...."Bart Carter ... Teddy Drake, and of course, the Rock here will whip his out any minute for you, just for old times sake," Orvie went on luridly, while her brain struggled in frantic, half-drunken fear for some means of escape ... but even as she strained her mental capacities, she knew that it would be useless. She was absolutely helpless against their number and strength ... and it was plain enough to see that they'd had it all planned....
"W-Why...? Why are you ... doing this to me?" she heard herself choke feebly. "I-I've never hurt ... any of you...!
"Hey, come on, Baby, Orvie soothed with a grin as he moved toward her, his big hand grasping her small wrist when she tried to shrink back from him. He jerked her against his hairy, naked body, drawing her arm up behind her as he crushed her to him, his thick, long cock vertically furrowing into the softness of her belly; then with his other hand, he grasped her long hair from behind and jerked it painfully, until her face was forced upward to his and he kissed her, ramming his thick, hot tongue into her mouth, while his companions laughed excitedly.
Barbara wanted to ... tried to fight his strength, but it was ridiculous! He was a teen-aged brute, dim-witted, spoiled, and at the moment, high on marijuana...! Finally, she let herself go limp against him to avoid the pain of her arm and scalp that he was sending in cruel shock-waves to her brain ... and the feel of his huge young penis fluting into the soft flesh of her belly became more intense with the passing seconds. She sensed his one free hand smoothing down her back and over her buttocks caressingly, then clutching at the crevice separating them, hauling her tighter against his throbbing, naked organ. Finally, he lifted his mouth from hers and grinned loosely down into her face. "That's better, Mrs. Lindsey ... much better ... I mean, here we are inviting you, the only girl, to our party and right off you're getting all up tight, eh guys?"
Barbara heard their laughing grunts of agreement and fought to hold back her tears. God, she was no child! She wouldn't give them the satisfaction of seeing her cry...! But, dear Lord, it was all about to come back in retribution, wasn't it? What a lecherous fool she had been, leading herself right into such a horrible position! How clever she had gloated over herself, scheming and entrapping them one by one to satisfy her depraved lust, never dreaming they might form into a crusade against her ... which was exactly what they were doing...!
"You see, Barbara doll, the way we figure it, you were beautiful enough to take us all in single situation," Orvie said, continuing to grin loose-lipped, down into her face while he held her arm behind her. "But you always used some little thing, like catching Milo with a joint, to stick us in a bad fix. I mean, how do we know you aren't going to get religion someday and turn us all in, eh?
"So here we are sitting around having a little grass and beer, and up comes your name!
Like that, we all decide that a girl who likes cock the way you do should at least once get her fill, eh? I mean, you've gone down on us all individually, but have you ever considered what it might be like having all our cocks in a gang fuck at the same time? Now, have you, Doll? Come on, tell the truth...."
"Please ... please don't ... I'm going to marry Mr. Hamilton ... don't do anything like ... like that to me...!
"Old Ham, eh?" Orvie repeated. "Terrific guy ... knows the scene and understands. Stevie's okay, too. You sucked him off yet, Baby?"
"Please, Orvie ... I beg of you, stop ... please stop!"
"Hey ... you're something else, lady!" he said, his smile fading, his small face drawing in. "You just refuse to get the scene ... Okay ... so I'll be more explicit! It's this way, bitch! We want off the hook, and tonight we're going to have a little party to insure that. I mean, a few pictures while you're sucking this one and that one, things like that. But just as you gave us to believe, we won't use them as long as you do as you're told ... and come around for a line-up when we want you ... you know, tow the line, Baby?"
She was drunk, she knew, but it was not her liquor consumption that was crippling her thinking capacities. There was just no way she might have outwitted this nubbin headed monster and his young pack of lusty wolves that she, herself, had pervertedly compromised. And in all truth, if she'd let herself face it, she couldn't much blame them, could she?
Retribution was never kind! And she was about to glean her earnings! But God, there were five of them...! One ... even two, she might even get up some excitement over ... but five...!
"That's the way, Rock," Orvie said, bringing her back to the reality of the scene and feeling the boy who had brought her there kneeling behind her, his hands around her waist and unfastening and zipping down her slacks. "Let's get this luscious Venus stripped for loving!"
It struck her then, the sweet, sickening smell of their pot, while Rocky unleashed her slacks, letting them fall around her lower legs, and Orvie unbuttoned her blouse, finally opening it and caressing her breasts inside her bra lewdly.
God, she couldn't deny the rising sensations their youthful hands upon her were triggering! She gaped around the room at the tender, hardened cocks thrusting lewdly from loins she knew too well, each and any one of them enough to set her off in her own environment! Her evil den would be the word, wouldn't it? Orvie and Rocky's hands moved over her skillfully, eliminating her slacks, blouse ... her bra ... and then, Rocky was slowly tugging her soft white panties down over her knees and ankles...!
God! She was naked ... as naked as were they! She saw them all moving in on her, while Rocky slipped his arms around her from behind, his hands cupping, squeezing, fondling her breasts, his erect, stiff penis pressing into the smooth crevice between her smooth rounded buttocks, as Orvie dropped to his knees in front of her, his big hands stroking down over her hips and thighs and moving inward toward her softly hair-sprinkled pubic mound. Then, the others were obscenely running their hands over her naked flesh, her breasts, belly and thighs, crowding as close as possible to rub their swollen young organs against her satiny, white flesh!
Dear God, she was helpless ... alone and completely at their drug-incited mercy ... and a weird sensations of masochism raced through her at the thought, her liquor-drenched brain unable to hold back the devilish imps of sensuality their lewd fondling of her naked flesh had unleashed ... satanic, tiny imps of hell that had governed the realm of her lecherous body too long to ever relinquish it!
"Oh ... oh God...! she moaned as Orvie's lips closed over and nipped teasingly at the pubic hairs covering the soft mound at the base of her belly.
The nubbin-headed youth raised his face and grinned evilly up at her. "That's the way, Doll, let yourself get with it. Enjoy all these stiff cocks that are anxious to show their appreciation for the way you've handled 'em in the past." He laughed, the others joining him. "Okay, guys, let's just carry her right over there on the rug in front of the fire where we can really do her justice, eh?"
They did, lifting her in their arms as if she were weightless, placing her on her back per Orvie's instructions, all of them dropping to their knees and surrounding her, their young, hardened cocks jutting excitedly out from their juvenile loins. But it was the heavy, poker-hard length of solid flesh poling out from the overgrown youth's hairy loins as he stood at her feet looking down at her that was sending the only waves of real fear through Barbara.
It had been the abnormal size and length of it that had lewdly fascinated her the first time she had uncontrollably seduced him in her office. Dear God, she had hardly been able to get her mouth over it, she remembered, and even then she'd had to stroke it vigorously to make him cum, and after she had vowed never to touch him again. He'd been like a rutting young bull, trying to ram it down her throat while he clutched at her head...!
"Spread them beautiful legs open wide, Nursie," Orvie said, his small eyes gleaming wickedly. "Don't be bashful, eh?"
Barbara did, but only slightly, her mind still filled with the cringing thoughts of that day in her office...! God, if only his was small and tender like the others...! Oh, she must be losing her wits entirely! Here she lay hopelessly subjected to their slightest whim, and instead of being shamefully debased, she was shamelessly alive inside with wild and mounting desire! Oh God, what a hopelessly lost lecheress she was...!
"Wider, Baby ... as far apart as you can get 'em!" Orvie hissed, and obscenely she responded, spreading her full, white thighs to the furthest extent, until the whole of her defenseless, naked cunt was lewdly exposed to him. "Fuck! Look at that delicious sight, will you?" he invited hoarsely. "Oh man, am I going to feast on that...!
Barbara gasped out, her heart pounding in her chest as abruptly, Orvie dropped to his knees, then forward on his belly, with his face hovering inches above her loins.
"Go ahead, Orvie! Eat the hot bitch's cunt! Can't you see how bad she wants it?" Teddy Drake prodded, grinning widely.
"Yeah, slip a tongue up in that, Orvie?" Rocky Chalone chimed in as he lie down beside Barbara and took her arm to put around his neck as a cushion for his head. "Me, I'm going to suck me a little tit. Won't you join me, Bart? You'll never find two more luscious ones!"
"You've got a point there, Rock," the Carter boy said, quickly taking a similar position on the other side of Barbara, until she was lying there with her arms around both of them, her feet flat on the floor with raised knees, her soft, rounded thighs wantonly agape before the staring beady eyes of Orvie Gaylord.
"Ooohhh!" Barbara gasped as she felt both boys begin to greedily fondle the smooth resilient flesh of her breasts, kissing and tonguing her nipples ... and finally sucking them hungrily into their young mouths. She could feel their hard cocks pressed nakedly against her hips, and both of them immediately began a lewd rhythmic undulating motion with their pelvises as she felt Orvie's large hands contact the flesh of her inner thighs, causing her breath to catch passionately in her throat.
"Ooohhh ... , " she whimpered again when she sensed dewy, tantalizing kisses being lavished on the hair-lined slit of her excited pussy, his tongue suddenly flicking at the palpitating opening. Every muscle in her body tautened at the maddeningly pleasurable licking of her un-separated cunt-lips, while soft escaping sounds of ecstasy arose in her throat. She felt his thumbs spreading open the puffy excited edges of her cunt, and then he laced his hot, moist tongue up through the sensitive pink flesh feverishly.
Barbara groaned, gasped and twitched spasmodically beneath their young lustful mouths and tongues sucking and biting at her hardened nippled breasts, while the third orally fucked into her vagina, then licked upward to circle her erect, quivering clitoris beautifully. Abruptly, his lips sucked, drawing the soft folds of inner petals into the warm shelter of his mouth, while his tongue kept up its spine-shattering licking against the tiny nerve plexus between her legs....
"Ooohhh ... oh God, yes ... yesss!" she whimpered, already feeling the first stages of her orgasm in her belly from their licentious ministrations to her defenseless body.
Then she saw Teddy Drake taking a position above her face, his feet on either side of her head and facing the others; he squatted down until his balls dangled above her mouth and the little brown hole of his hair-ringed anus nearly touched her nose. Excitedly, she licked out her tiny tongue, beginning to lave and coat his young testicles with her saliva, finally raising her head and opening her lips wide to gently suck what she could of them into her mouth. She heard him groan, then felt him raising up again. Reluctantly, she let him free, but not for long. He was re-positioning himself on his knees and arching over the two boys sucking at breasts, his hands extended to brace himself between her body and theirs, until his hardened, familiar cock was above her lips; with one hand he forced it down and withdrew the foreskin, holding it for her to quickly raise her head and suck it into the heated interior of her wanting mouth and he immediately began to fuck in and out of her face, his rigid shaft of hot flesh nearly choking her as it probed toward her throat!
Barbara had suddenly lost all conception of time and space. Her depraved passion with the aid of the liquor had quickly driven her beyond and rational stage. The perverted streak inside her had destroyed all restraint she might have once possessed, she realized, as she wantonly and masochistically gave her incited flesh to their young lust. Insane sensations of obscene bliss permeated every inch of her voluptuous body, and voraciously she sucked at Teddy Drake's swelling cock, knowing from experience that in moments it would be spewing its hot, sweet cum into her throat, while the warm tongues and mouths pulled enchantingly at her tits, and the one between her legs sent erotic shocks of licentious joy racing through her cunt and belly...! God she was going to cum, herself, any minute...!
Then, she felt the intruder playing around her anus and braced herself, sensing the finger pressing teasingly against the tight, puckered little hole, until suddenly it popped inside her and slid unhesitatingly right up into the depths of her rectum! She groaned around the stiff, thrusting cock in her mouth, the sound increasing as suddenly she felt a second finger join the first ... and finally a third, making her grunt and choke as they began to worm and thrust tormentingly in and out of her back passage.
"How do they feel plugging up your ass, Mrs. Lindsey?" Barbara heard and recognized Milo Wilson's voice. "You see, I want to stretch it good and proper for you before I shove my cock in it later on...!"
He said more, but Barbara didn't listen. His sadistic invasion of her rectum, coupled with Orvie's delightful licking of her pussy and the young hungry mouths at her breasts, had triggered her climax. But the final embellishment was Teddy Drake's jerking cock brushing at the back of her throat!
"Oh man ... I'm going to cum!" he gasped. "Suck it! Suck it hard!"
In seconds, Barbara's mouth was flooded with a torrent of hot, creamy sperm that raged down her excitedly swallowing throat in a fury of seething fire. She fought for breath as she gulped with lustful hunger at the white, viscous fluid ejaculating from his jerking teenaged cock driven to the depths of her constricting throat muscles. Simultaneously, her own building pressure peaked and burst, sending ecstatic jolts of rapture racing over and through her convulsing body!
She felt Teddy's youthful member growing limp in her mouth as she pulled and sucked on he drew it from her, and fell back away; she it, licking feverishly for its last drop, but then raised her head to gape down at Orvie between her widespread thighs, her passion released, hoping that he would stop and that Milo would remove his hotly thrusting fingers from her rectum ... but one look at Milo's grinning face and Orvie's upraised, beady eyes, let her know different. They didn't intend to stop ... not even for a moment! Dear God, she realized, jerking frantically as the nubbin-headed boy's tongue continued to stab and lick at her inflamed clitoris, they intended to exhaust her
... to extract her mind slowly out through her cunt ... and as he continued to mouth and tease the tiny, intricate little bud, she sensed the pressure beginning to build once more! Oh Lord, she would cum again in a minute...!
"My turn now, Orvie!" Milo said, extracting his fingers from her bottom with a moist, hissing sound. "You take a tit and let one of the boys take over her asshole!"
"Okay," Orvie replied, raising his face that was damp and coated from the moistness of her pussy. He grinned at her. "How goes it Nurse Lindsey? Wasn't that a winner? Wait 'till we get into the next half-dozen or so, eh...?"