Chapter 5
Breakfast went smoothly. Teresa behaved well, like a little girl in someone else's home. Jim was in his usual hurry and even omitted his usual peck on the cheek as he hurried out. When the morning dishes were done, Alice joined Teresa in the back yard.
"Well honey, what are we going to do today?" The child grinned and suggested what Alice had been afraid she would.
"Let's go up the hill. I'll bet Jack and Teddy are up there, or will be soon!"
Alice felt rooted to the spot. She knew that the resolve of yesterday, giving up her relationship with the boys, was a hollow one. She had come to face the hunger and knew she couldn't deny that it was there. Still, she was uncertain as to how to let Jack know. She had too much pride to just go up the hill and humble herself by telling him so. Then she had an idea. The back yard was shaded with tall bushes and trees. It was very private. She knew that someone could come in the back way and none of the neighbors could see them come or go!
"Teresa, listen. The last time I saw Jack, I told him that I wasn't going to go up to the hill anymore and that I didn't want to see him anymore. Now ... well, maybe I might. I mean I want to talk to him-alone. Could you go up the hill and find him and show him how to come in the back way? Then you can go up and play for a while."
The girl nodded and started out the gate.
"Be certain to tell him to come alone!" , The girl was off like a shot, running up the gentle slope like some wild, free spirit.
Shaking, Alice sat on the lawn chair and watched the hillside. She wasn't certain what she was going to say to the boy-even what she actually wanted to say to him. Her inner mind was hiding from her again. She knew that this was a foolish and idiotic thing, letting him come here. But the thought of seeing him soon made her body tingle. She waited. Her nerves grew tighter and she almost had given up hope when she heard a sound along the wall. The gate swung open and Jack walked in. He stopped about fifteen feet away from her. There was a glimmer of hope in his eyes.
Looking around to make certain that no neighbors could see him, she motioned him to follow her. She took him in the side door of the garage. It was shadowy and cool there.
"Teresa said you wanted to see me, Mrs. Murray. If it's about the pictures, honest, I tore them up! No one has one. I talked to all the kids and they promise never to say a word about it. Really! I mean it."
Alice smiled and nodded. "I believe you Jack. It wasn't about the pictures. It is about what I told you the other night. I told you that I didn't want to see you again. Well, that isn't exactly true, not all of it anyway." The boy smiled and started to move closer to her but she stopped him with her out-thrust hand. "Now, before anything happens, I want us to understand each other. This whole situation scares me Jack. If we were caught it would be so horrible that I think I'd kill myself. That's how dangerous it is. That's how important it is that no one ever finds out about us." The boy nodded solemnly.
"Now here is the hardest part to put into words. I'll try to explain something to you. You have forced me to do things that I have never done before, and because you forced me to do those things, made me do them, I liked doing them. But do you understand I can't do them unless you force me. I don't mean that I want you to hit me or to hurt me or anything like that but ... I want you to ... OH!, it's no use! I don't know how to explain it. I can't put it into words!" She was embarrassed and confused.
The boy thought for a moment, then he brightened. "You mean that you want to be boss about when and where we do it and I'm supposed to be the real boss on how we do it?" Alice let out a great sigh.
"Oh yes, Jack! That's exactly how I mean it." She was so pleased. It seemed that the boy was very bright and knew the score. That encouraged her. He seemed to be thinking it over. Then he made up his mind. Brushing her restraining hand aside, he put an arm around her and pulled her up to him kissing her very hard. She was thrilled. The feeling of being kissed that hard, being taken, whether she wanted it or not, was wonderful. It was just what she had been trying to put into words. She felt led, as if she was being trained.
"How did you like last night ... truthfully?" he asked in her ear.
She didn't answer, just shivered.
"You know, watching Mrs. Harris was what gave me the idea about you when we saw you with Teresa," he confided. He ran a hand over the front of her torso, fingers lingering at her breasts and belly. "And after we went up to the bushes, that was good. I like having you suck me. It feels great, makes me feel like a king or somebody like that." She heard the hint in his voice and decided to test him, to see if he actually understood the idea. She pulled away a little and stubbornly shook her head and tightened her lips. She felt a strong hand on her shoulder, feeling herself being forced forward from the waist. His hand pressed her down to meet his crotch. "Open my pants and love it a little, Mrs. Murray." His voice was firm but she hesitated. His grip on her neck grew painful and she felt the hint of fear in herself and that fear freed her.
"Go on and suck it!" he demanded. Meekly, she undid his trousers and felt the spear of flesh in her hand. Again she felt his physical insistence. His hand pressed her further and hurriedly she opened her mouth and sucked it in. He jogged his hips up to meet her mouth and only her hand at the base kept it from lodging in her throat and gagging her.
"Mmmmmm, suck it. Do you know what you are doing for me? It's called a 'blow job,' Mrs. Murray, and a woman who gives a blow job is called a 'cock-sucker.' Now tell me what you are."
Meekly, loving his show of domination, she answered, "I'm a cock-sucker, Jack. I love sucking your penis. I love to give you a blow job. Please, put it back in my mouth. Make me suck it!"
He laughed delightedly and wagged it back and forth in her mouth, shaking her head like a tassel attached to the end of his big organ. Suddenly he pulled her upright and spoke to her.
"Stop. You'll make me come like that. I don't want to come yet. Is there somewhere that we can go. I don't want to wait or to go all the way up to the shack."
Alice was excited now. Her panties were wet. She wanted to have him and as she looked out the door, seeing nothing about, she led him into the house and into the guest room. "This is where Teresa is staying for a few days. She won't mind if we use her bed," she said huskily. She stood close to him. He put both hands on her breasts and pulled them. Alice was afraid her bra was going to rip and made a mental note to stop wearing it, especially when she thought she might see
Jack.
"Undress me, Mrs. Murray. Show me you want me," he said quietly. She was so ready that she almost jumped at him. Off the shirt came. The belt was undone. His trousers and underwear fell to his feet and he kicked them free. He bent over to untie his shoes and took them off with the socks. Then he stood before her nude. She stared at his strong young body-at his hard shaft.
"You have a lovely penis," she breathed. She could see traces of her lipstick on the shaft and under the tip. Knowing that it had just been in her mouth excited her and she was tempted to start sucking him again.
"Naw, don't call it a 'peenus', " he insisted. "It's a prick, or a cock. The other way sounds like some cruddy health-lecture."
Alice had always thought of it as a penis. The other words were always held as profane, wicked, the words that nasty little boys wrote on walls.
It almost choked her the first time, but she said it. " 'Cock.' Please let me undress and put your big, hard, wet cock up inside me!" She saw his organ jerk and knew that he liked her to beg him like that. He sat on the bed and looked up at her.
"Go on. Strip off your clothes and let me see you in this good light." Alice smiled at him and slowly unzipped the dress down the front and stepped out of it. She unhooked her bra and threw it to one side, then kicked off her sandals and, catching the panties by her sides, she slid them down. Bending gracefully she stepped out of them. She stood before him, allowing him to see all of her that he wanted. Alice had always hated to be seen nude. She never paraded around the gym locker room in school like the other girls had. She had always turned off the light with Jim. She never went around naked like Jim said other women did. Now she was happy to be looked at. She could see his penis (cock she corrected herself mentally) getting even harder, and she felt a positive hunger to have it enter her.
Jim lay back and said, "Climb up here and ride the nice horsy."
She recalled seeing that position in one or two of the pictures in his book and climbed astride his body. Catching his organ in her hand, she held it steady as she lowered herself onto it. As she pressed it into her eager opening, a memory came to her.
"This is what Sally Harris did to the big man last night!" she said to him and smiled.
She went slowly and felt the big head force her lips apart and edge up her wet, hot tube. She could feel her flesh stretch and slither inside as this large intruder entered her. At last it was all the way in!
Jack put his hands on her hips and started moving them up and down and side to side until she got the movement and she crouched there. Her hunger was being fed. Her mind was a blank as she raised and lowered herself over his pole. Her head hung down, hair fell over her face. From that position she could see him enter and pull out of her sex. His wet penis glistened in the sunlight that filtered through the drapes. The shining flesh excited her.
He kept his hand on her buttocks and she felt him squeeze and toy with the flesh. The woman on her knees flashed into her mind and that excited her too.
It was almost as if she had told him of her fantasy because he cupped her fleshy buttocks and a finger slid between the cheeks and started nudging her anus! She felt herself pucker and when he pressed harder she felt an almost hysterical fear of what was coming next. His finger pressed harder against her and she felt it pop into her. That same deep pleasure warmed her and added to the enjoyment of his penis as it filled her, feeding her hunger.
As she rocked forward she could brush his face with her breasts and he lifted his chin and caught one as it passed. He sucked the nipple hard. It forced her to shorten her stroke but she found that by wiggling herself sideways as she pumped she could double the feel of him in her. She glanced up and saw that she could see the both of them on the bed. The mirror on the dresser was angled perfectly. She could hardly believe that the woman was herself. She couldn't see her face clearly. It was like watching a dark Sally Harris. The sight of his hand buried in her behind excited her as the fear-pleasure thought flooded her and before she was aware of what was happening, she climaxed. Her excited twistings and rollings excited him and caught him up with her. Pulling his finger away from her, he grabbed her hips and pressed her down on him. Going deeper he squirted his warm fluid deep in her.
The feel of that deep spurting sensation made her think of pregnancy for a second. She blessed the pill silently and continued to writhe for him, making his climax better, thrilling her deeply.
At last they were finished. She felt him start to wilt in her and she slowly pulled away. Cupping her hand over her streaming sex, she trotted to the bathroom, wiped herself clean and brought him a wet cloth and towel to clean up with. He ignored the towel and she washed him instead. She washed him slowly, enjoying the feel of his now limp organ between her fingers.
It gave her a feeling of power-a reminder and an assurance that she was a woman. To know that she was able to make this "cock" grow and lust after her was to know that power. All she had to do was entice it and it would swell and grow until it was the hard rampant rod that she was beginning to adore. As she dried it she couldn't resist the temptation and bent over to kiss the head. As she did, she let the tip of her tongue slip out and caress the head. As she did she heard a sound and turned. At first all she could see was the outline of another person and it frightened her until she focused and saw it was Teresa!
The girl stood in the door. Alice could see envy and interest in the girl's eyes. Jack turned, saw her and laughed.
"Come on Teresa. Come on in and join us." He patted the bed beside them and Teresa ran over and jumped up on it.
"How long have you been there, Teresa?" Alice asked. She was upset that Teresa had seen more than she should have but then recalled that the child had watched all three boys on her, had. seen her climax. There didn't seem to be anything left for her to see that she shouldn't, or wouldn't see very soon. Regardless of everything Alice wasn't quite prepared for what happened next.
"Hey, Teresa," Jack teased, "Don't you feel kind of silly being the only one in here with clothes on? Come on. Join the party!"
Not waiting for another invitation, the little girl got up on her knees. She pulled her sandals off. Then, catching her play dress by the hem, she pulled it over her head and threw it aside. All she had on was her tight little cotton panties. Jack reached over and patted her little groin. Then he slipped his hand down the front of them. Alice watched her panties bunch and bulge as the boy toyed with the girl's little sex. Teresa had a dreamy look in her eyes.
"Mmmmmmm. Wow. That's okay, Jack!" she whispered.
"Well, what are you waiting for?" Jack demanded. "Pull those panties down and we'll play a while." She giggled and pulled them down to her knees. Then rolling on her back, she pulled them down to her feet and tossed them away. Alice's sexual instincts were beginning to revive. She stared at the little pink slit, remembering how it tasted and how Teresa wiggled it when Alice sucked and licked it. Jack reached over and caught the girl's hand and pulled it over closing the fingers around the limp shaft between his legs. "Here baby, warm me up a little and I'll get Mrs. Murray to teach you how to play that game I wanted you to learn."
Puzzled, Alice watched the plump little fingers strip his loose skin up and down the slowly reviving stalk.
"What game ? " she wondered to herself. "What game can I teach her? I won't let him screw her. He's too big. What game?? " Soon Jack was satisfied with the state of his erection. He slowed her hand motions and, reaching out, he put an arm around Alice and pulled her down to him. As the girl slowly masturbated the boy, he kissed the woman and fondled her hanging breasts. Alice felt the excitement rising and wanted to push the girl aside and take the penis again. Jack turned her head and whispered in her ear.
"Now, Mrs. Murray, let's show Teresa how a nice fat cock is sucked. Give her a lesson with that nice experienced mouth of yours."
Shocked, Alice pulled back and stared at him. She was about to refuse when he spoke aloud. "Teresa, you get up close to Mrs. Murray and watch. She's going to show you how to suck. You said you didn't know how and that you wanted to learn? Now's the perfect time and she's getting so good she will be a great teacher."
Teresa scooted closer. Alice could feel the warmth of her naked little thigh against her own.
Teresa seemed to sense that she needed some help and put a shy hand on the woman's breast. The feel of her little fingers, pulling and teasing her nipple, excited Alice and she felt a sudden lewd desire to show the girl how. The idea of letting the child watch while she put the boy's organ in her mouth, watch as she tongued and sucked it, seemed to excite her. The thought of watching those red little-girl lips around that red swollen head stirred her and she decided to do it.
Slowly she bent over and let the head touch her lips. She felt the girl change position and bend over so that she could see. She saw that the little hand still caressed her breast. Alice took a deep breath and opened her mouth into an oval. She covered her teeth with her lips and then, moving her head forward, let the entire top half of his cock spear her mouth. Jack grunted and sounded pleased. Alice sucked him and as she did she wondered if there were any lipstick still on her mouth, hoping to see smears of it on his rod when she pulled away. She heard Teresa suck in her breath as she sucked and nibbled. Then she pulled her head back and began to lick the head, running her tongue up under the knob in front.
"Now let her try it," Jack said, his voice startling Alice who had been in her own world as she mouthed him. She pulled back and moved to one side as the girl moved to the shaft. She opened her mouth, closed her eyes and touched the head with her lips. She pulled back quickly.
"Relax," Alice heard herself saying. "Don't push it in too far. It'll make you gag. Just suck the head of it for now. As you suck it let your tongue run over the head and the little slit on the top." The child was sucking too hard. Alice saw her face flush. "Easy," she said, "just a little suction. If you do it too hard it will hurt him and give you a headache."
Jack had both hands on the little girl's head moving it up and down ort his now rigid rod. Alice felt a tingle of envy. She almost felt as if the cock were hers and she wanted to push the girl away to finish the job herself. Instead, she reached down and let her fingers feel the junction of the boy's rod and the little girl's mouth. Her fingers strayed to his testicles and gently rolled them on her fingers. Then she circled the stem with her thumb and forefinger and began to slowly pump him as the child sucked.
Jack was grunting and sighing and hunching his pelvis up, thrusting his hard organ deeper into the little girl's mouth.
Alice lay beside the children. She saw pink lips pulled thin around the hard flesh. She could hear the smacking, sucking sounds. The visual and sound stimulus kept her desires at a fever pitch. She saw the little girl's plump thighs and buttocks quiver and shake as her long-haired head bobbed up and down on his penis.
"Oh my God!" Alice thought to herself. "She's only a child. Only eleven years old and in just a few days I've helped turn her into a Lesbian. A cock sucker!" A strong feeling of guilt came over her. Despite the guilt feelings that she felt, the smacking wet sounds of oral love gave her deep thrills and still felt a strong feeling of envy as the child sucked and licked the boy's organ. Jack grunted and stiffened and Alice knew that he was coming, flooding the little mouth with his seed.
"Suck harder, honey," she urged. "Suck and swallow. Don't stop now!" She heard Teresa gag and then saw her throat working.
When he was done, she lifted her head, letting the shrinking cock fall from her mouth to his thigh.
"Wow, that was really weird!" Teresa seemed excited and proud. "How did I do, Jack?" He just smiled and patted her cheek.
They all lay on the bed resting. As they lay there very little was said, each of them looking at their own thoughts. Jack finally got up, dressed and headed for the door. Alice got up and went to him.
"My husband is leaving town tomorrow for a four day fishing trip. Will I see you?" He grinned at her.
"Yea, you'll see me-maybe feel me too." He reached out and gently caressed her breasts. "I like being a boss. It feels good!" Her knees shook a little and she wished he could stay but she knew that he needed rest instead of more games.
After he was gone, she went back to the bed. Teresa lay quietly. "Do you feel all right, Teresa?" thinking the child might be sick to her stomach.
Teresa laughed and rolled over on her belly.
"I feel GREAT! ... except...." Fearing she was right, Alice bent over the girl. "Except what, honey?"
"Except I feel so sexy and hot!" The girl giggled and reaching up she caught the woman's breasts and toyed with them. Laughing, Alice brushed the girl's hand aside and bent down. Placing her mouth on the child's chest, she sucked the entire small swelling breast into her mouth. With the applied suction she felt the tiny nipple rise and ran her tongue back and forth over it. She moved over and sucked the other bud-like swelling to attention. She felt the little fingers grope between her thighs and opened them. The fingers entered the lips of her sex and she knew she was wet and dripping down on the slender hand beneath her. She reached down and fingered the little slit. Slowly, with much sighing, kissing and mutual breast sucking, they masturbated each other. After each was satisfied, they lay together to finish a sleepy afternoon.