Chapter 4
Cathy tore her clothes off and hung them in the locker. The room was filled with girls who had signed up for the swimming class. She was thrilled.
"Hurry up, girls," the instructor called. "We haven't got all day."
Cathy slipped off her panties and was now as naked as the other girls. She liked the idea of swimming naked. It was much freer and more fun. She walked quickly in the direction the other girls were going towards the pool, her little boobs bouncing along as she walked.
The pool was outdoors, but there was a high wall around it. No one could see inside. The crowd of naked girls were leaping into the pool as they came out into the bright sunshine. It was a glorious feeling.
Cathy jumped into the pool. Oooh! the water was much colder than she had thought it would be. But she would soon get used to it. She knew a little bit about swimming and so she tried out a few of the things she had picked up by herself.
A whistle blew and the girls all stopped whatever they were doing to listen to the instructor.
"First," the woman said. "We'll begin with breathing. All I want you to do is to put your faces in the water and then turn to the side and breathe. Marylou, will you deomonstrate, please."
Cathy had noticed Marylou in the dressing room. She was older than the other girls. Cathy had been amazed at the furry black patch of hair at the girl's cunt. She wondered if she would have such a fuzzy bush when she was older.
Marylou demonstrated the correct procedure for breathing and the girls followed her example.
The instructor, whose name was Miss Lewis, walked around the edge of the pool watching the girls as they tried the breathing exercise. Every once in a while she would call to Marylou to correct one of the girls. Miss Lewis was not wearing a suit either. Cathy peeked glances at her body as she tried to learn the proper breathing procedure.
Miss Lewis had the biggest knockers Cathy had ever seen. They were great sacks of soft flesh that hung from her chest like great suspended balloons. Their large pink aureoles were the size of silver dollars and the hard red nipples that jutted out from the centers were a good inch long. Cathy wondered how she had gotten them that way.
"Alright, girls," Miss Lewis called. "Now for kicks. Everyone come to the edge of the pool and grip the railing along the side. Extend your legs behind you and kick. First one foot, then the other, like a duck paddling in the water."
The girls scampered to the edge of the pool. Some of them were taller than others, their breasts were exposed above the water. Cathy's tits were just at water level and they bobbed above the water from time to time as she made her way to the edge of the pool.
The girls gripped the hand rail along the side of the pool and extended their legs behind them.
Their tits floated loose in the water as they kicked their feet behind them, raising a frothy foam of chlorine water with their frantic kicking.
"It's not the power," Miss Lewis yelled over the racket the girls were making. "It's the rhythm. Get the rhythm even."
Cathy tried to make her kicks rhythmic, bringing one foot up while the other went down and then alternating.
They worked all afternoon on breathing and kicking. Cathy was disappointed when the time was up and they hadn't done any real swimming. Oh well, she thought. Next week.
"Alright, girls," Miss Lewis called as they all scampered back into the locker room. "Everyone take showers and I'll see you next week."
The shower room was mobbed with girls. There wasn't room for them all in the small room. Cathy sat down on a bench and waited her turn.
"You seem to know something about swimming already," a pretty red haired girl said as she sat down on the bench beside Cathy. "I was watching you before the class started."
"A little," Cathy said. "But I really can't swim. That's why I signed up for the course."
"That's a good idea," the red haired girl said. "I don't know anything at all. I've always been afraid of the water."
"There's no need to be afraid," Cathy said. "It's perfectly safe if you don't panic."
"That's what I'm afraid of," the red haired girl said. "By the way, my name is Susan."
Cathy told her her name and they began an animated conversation.
They lost all track of time and before they knew it the locker room was almost deserted.
"I guess we'd better get our showers and get out of here," Cathy said.
"I guess so," Susan agreed.
The two new friends walked into the shower room together. Everyone else was gone so they had the room to themselves.
"Oh, that feels good," Susan said as she stepped under the hot water. They had gotten slightly chilled sitting in the locker room naked and wet for so long.
"It sure does," Cathy said. She, let the water run over her body as she turned round and round under the falling warmth.
"Hurry up, girls," Miss Lewis called through the open door. "The gym will be closing soon."
Cathy and Susan spread the creamy lather of the soap from the spigots in the wall in their hands and rubbed it over their warm little bodies. Cathy liked the feeling of showering in the large room. It was much nicer than the cramped shower at home.
"Well, I'm going to get dressed," Susan said. "I'll see you next week."
"Okay," Cathy said. "I think I'll stay under the water a little longer. I got kind of chilly waiting."
Susan left and Cathy was alone.
She loved the feel of the water.
Cathy filled her hands with the thick cream from the soap spigot. She rubbed it over her tender young breasts. It felt so good to squeeze her tits while she slithered her hands over them with the creamy soap. Her firm young tits were growing almost daily it seemed. Soon they would be full and round.
Cathy slipped her hand between her legs and rubbed the soft slit of her vagina. She felt the warm thrill rush through her body as she slid the side of her hand along the little crack.
Warm, sweet fluids began to well inside her pussy as she rubbed her hand along the hot slit of her young cunt. Cathy pressed her hand deeper into the virgin opening of her cunt and felt the tiny knob of her clit touch her hand.
A hot flash coursed through her from inside as her httle clit responded to the touch of her hand. She gasped for breath as she felt a warm rush flow through her hot little pussy.
Suddenly, the lights went out.
Cathy screamed.
What was it? A power failure?
She couldn't see anything. Only the sound of the shower falling on the tiles penetrated the blackness of the shower room. Cathy was afraid to move. It was so dark and slippery in the room that she could have fallen and hurt herself.
Then she heard something else.
As low, rasping breathing was coming from the doorway of the shower room„ There was someone there.
"Who is it?" Cathy called quietly. "Who's there?"
There was no answer, just the sound of the breathing.
Cathy backed up against the wall. She felt for the handle of the shower head, but she couldn't find it. The water fell to the tile in the darkness, and she heard the breathing come close. Someone was in the room with her now.
Cathy's heart was pounding. She could not see who was in the dark room with her. All she could hear were the footsteps walking closer and closer to where she was cowering against the wall. The footsteps and the heavy breathing.
"Who is it?" she cried. "Please tell me who's there."
There was no answer, just the sounds of the heavy footfalls coming nearer and nearer. And the rasping breathing.
Suddenly, a rough hand gripped her by her ponytail and pulled her forward. Her mouth was crushed against the hot lips of the man who was grabbing her.
Cathy screamed and kicked. She clawed and beat her fists against the man in the darkness. But it was no use. He was much bigger and stronger than she was she was helpless.
Cathy felt the rough hands grip her tits.
"Stop!," Cathy screamed. "Please stop!"
The man pulled her to the floor and leaped on top of her. Cathy struggled against the force that.was holding her down - but it was hopeless. There was nothing to do to prevent it.
Cathy screamed as she felt the big cock ramming into her virgin pussy, tearing her open as the man entered her with one tremendous plunge, filling her hot young cunt with his dick.
All was blackness around her, she could see nothing. All she could do was feel - she felt the hard, thick cock ramming and plunging into her young pussy, ripping and tearing as the man plowed into her - changing her life forever.
"Stop!" Cathy screamed. "Please stop!'.
She tried to wriggle loose, but the slippery floor of the shower only made her slide around as the man pressed her to the floor, driving his hard, thick cock into her young cunt, pinning her to the floor as they writhed and squirmed under the cascading water from the shower.
Cathy grabbed hold of the man's hair and pulled. She yanked and jerked at his hair, trying to pull him off her. He slapped her across the face with the back of his hand and rammed his hard, throbbing dick into her pussy, harder and deeper.
Cathy felt sick to her stomach as the big, thick cock ripped into her pussy, plunging and shoving to the depths of her sweet, young hole. She began to cry and scream in the blackness, but the man continue to plow his meat into her, tearing her hot young pussy wide open with the tremendous thrusts of his cock.
Then she felt the hot, swift jets of his shooting cock, spreading his hot, thick cum along the inner walls of her love passage. He rammed his dick into the hilt and thobbed his cum out in wad after wad of red hot, squirting fuck juice.
The man ripped his dick out of Cathy's pussy and she doubled up on the floor of the shower, the water running down over her as she lay bleeding in the darkness.
She vaguely heard the rasping breathing fade into the distance as the man left, but mainly what she heard was the pitter patter of the water from the shower head as it fell on her body and washed the blood away as it ran from her ripped and tortured pussy.
The light nearly blinded her when it was snapped on.
She lay cowering on the floor, expecting the man to return. But it was Miss Lewis who appeared in the doorway of the shower.
"My God," Miss Lewis shouted when she saw Cathy lying in a pool of blood that was oozing from her cunt and running down the drain. "What happened?"
Miss Lewis ran into the shower. She kneeled down and reached for Cathy. Cathy kicked and screamed as the woman put her hands on her.
"Don't touch me!" Cathy screamed. "Don't touch me!"
Miss Lewis stood up and turned off the faucet. The water stopped beating down on Cathy's bruised body. She lay doubled up on the floor in a fetal position, whimpering as the blood from her pussy flowed down the drain in the middle of the shower.
"I can't tell you how badly I feel about all this," Miss Lewis said to Jim and Margaret as they sat in the waiting room at the hospital. "I just feel terrible."
"Don't blame yourself," Margaret said. "I'm sure you did nothing wrong."
"I just went to fill out my records in the office and when I came back the locker room was dark and I assumed that all the girls had left and the custodian had turned off the lights. Then I heard the shower running and turned the lights on to investigate. That's when I found her.'?
Jim put his arm around Margaret's shoulder and pulled her closer to him. They had been waiting for nearly an hour. The doctors had been with Cathy ever since they had brought her to the hospital in the ambulance. Jim and Margaret had arrived at the hospital minutes after the ambulance that Miss Lewis had called. They had to sign the papers to admit Cathy to the emergency room. They hadn't heard a word from the doctors since Cathy had been taken in, strapped to a stretcher and screaming.
At least they couldn't hear her scream any more. Most likely she had been given a shot to quiet her down.
"I don't know how long she had been there like that," Miss Lewis said. "I had a lot of paper work to do - the first day of the class and all, you know."
"Don't torture yourself, Miss Lewis," Jim said. "I'm sure you did nothing wrong. We don't blame you at all. But how could it have happened. Who could'have done it?"
Miss Lewis lit a cigarette and blew the smoke into the air.
"That's what I can't figure out," she said. "There were some boys in the gym that day. But as far as I know they had all left before the swimming class was over."
"What about the custodian?" Margaret asked. "You said you thought he might have turned out the lights."
"That doesn't seem likely," Miss Lewis said. "He's an old man and crippled up with arthritis. Mainly he just locks the doors and checks on the lights. The heavy cleaning work is done by a couple of young men the city employs. They aren't on duty on Saturdays."
Jim looked up at the big clock on the wall of the waiting room in Emergency. They had been there nearly two hours. What could the doctors be doing with Cathy?
"Mr. and Mrs. Anderson?" a pretty young nurse said as she walked up to the little group in the waiting room. :
Jim and Margaret stood up.
"Yes," they said together.
"Would you come with me, please," the nurse said. "There's a police officer here who would like to talk with you."
"And Miss Lewis?" Jim said. "She's the one who found Cathy."
"He said that he would like to talk to her privately," the nurse said. "Will you come with me, please?"
Jim and Margaret followed the nurse to a small room off the emergency room and she ushered them in. There was a policeman sitting on a desk in the room.
"Mr. and Mrs. Anderson," he said. "Won't you sit down?" He indicated some chairs that were in the room. Margaret and Jim took chairs and held hands as they looked up at the policeman.
"I understand your daughter has been raped," he said softly.
Margaret simply shook her head in the affirmative.
"I realize this is a touchy subject," the policeman said. "But it's a criminal act and that's why I was called in. The hospital has to report all such cases immediately."
"We understand," Jim said. "We'd like to get to the bottom of it, too."
"Of course," the officer said. "I'll try to make this as painless for you as possible."
Jim squeezed Margaret's hand. She had begun to form tears in the corners of her eyes.
"I'm Officer McNamara," the policeman said. "I'm assigned to cases such as this one. They're always difficult. Especially when a girl as young as Cathy is involved."
Margaret choked back a sob and Jim put his arm around her shoulder.
"Now," Officer McNamara said. "Have you any idea who could have done this? A boyfriend, or someone who had been paying particular attention to your daughter."
"None," Jim said. "She's only started dating and the boy she goes out with is Billy Peterson. He seems like a nice enough young lad. I don't think he's the type to do something like this."
"You never can tell," McNamara said. "I'll need the boy's address."
"Is that necessary?" Margaret asked. "We know his parents. It would be so embarrassing."
"Not as embarrassing as what happened to Cathy, I hope," McNamara said.
Margaret took a deep breath. This was going to be worse than she thought.
"Anyone else?" McNamara went on. "Any men that have shown an interest in Cathy?"
"Don't be ridiculous," Jim said. "She's only a little girl."
"She's not a little girl, Mr. Anderson," McNamara sounded stern. "Not any more."
He was right, of course. In one afternoon, Cathy hads crossed the threshold from childhood to womanhood. Violently, but irrevocably. They could never look at their daughter in the same way again.
"I'd like to talk to the swimming instructor now," McNamara said. "I understand she is the one who found Cathy and called the ambulance."
"That's right," Jim said. "We were at home at the time."
The sweet, tender lovemaking that Margaret and Jim had been engaged in when the phone rang would stick in their memories forever. Jim and Margaret were reliving the passion of their youth, sucking and fucking and really having a wild time. To think that at the same moment Cathy was being violently ravaged - raped by an unknown stranger - of whom they might never discover the identity.
"Miss Lewis," McNamara said as the young woman entered the small room. "Won't you take a seat please?"
After he had introduced himself, McNamara got right to the point.
"Would you say she was a cockteaser?" he asked. "You know, the kind of girl who flaunted herself at men?"
"Certainly not," Miss Lewis said. "She's a sweet innocent young girl. Probably never had a dirty thought in her mind in her life."
That's what they all say, McNamara thought. Sweet little innocent virgins - until they got caught.
"So what was she doing hanging around the gym after everybody else went home? You think she made arrangements to meet somebody there and maybe things got out of hand, went a little farther than she had anticipated?" McNamara fixed Miss Lewis with his steely blue eyes. She felt like a fly under a microscope.
"No, I don't," Miss Lewis said. "I don't think anything of the kind;"
She was outraged. McNamara was making it sound like Cathy had arranged the whole thing, that she was the instigator. Men, she thought. Pigs!
"So what was she doing hanging around the gym naked?" McNamara persisted.
"Taking a shower!" Miss Lewis exclaimed. "All the girls had to take showers."
"But Cathy waited till everyone else left. Why?" McNamara's eyes burned into Miss Lewis. She felt as though he was stripping her clothes off with his eyes. His gaze burned into her, looking through her clothes at her naked flesh.
"There wasn't room for all the girls in the shower all at once," Miss Lewis explained. "It's a small shower and they had to take turns. Somebody had to be last."
"I see," McNamara said. "Just chance."
"That's right," Miss Lewis said. "Just blind chance."
"That's all for now," Officer McNamara said. "I'll be in touch with you if we need anything further."
Miss Lewis left the room and closed the door behind her. She felt dirty. She couldn't wait to get home and take a nice long bath.
Bud revved up his bike and shot down the road.
His cock was rock hard and ready to go. Jocko and Zero had said they had some really hot chicks lined up for a party. This was going to be something.
Bud wheeled around the hill and found the old dirt road that led up to the cabin the guys called their club house. Although there were only three of them in their 'club,' they hung together pretty tight.
The other guy's bikes were already parked in the yard in front of the house when Bud climbed the hill and clutched his brake line. He swung onto the lawn and parked his bike. There was a hot looking sports car parked in the drive. Must belong to one of the girls, Bud thought.
"Hey, what's happening?" Bud yelled as he kicked the door open.
"Come on in and find out. Buddy boy," Jocko answered him.
There were two of the foxiest looking girls Bud had ever seen sitting on the couch in the cabin. It was a dilapidated old sofa that had been cast out. But it was fine for their purposes. They didn't want anything fancy in the cabin. Just a place to hang out and fuck girls.
"This here's Arnette," Zero said, indicating the foxy looking redhead who was seated on his lap. She had the biggest knockers Bud had ever seen. Just the sight of them made his pecker jump.
"And this is Gloria," Jocko said, slapping the blonde who was sitting on his knee on the rump.
"Please to meet you, girls," Bud said..
"Have a beer, kiddo," Zero said. "They're in the cooler."
There was a big picnic cooler on the table in the middle of the room. Bud opened the lid and pushed the ice aside and pulled out a beer. He popped the top of the can and swaggered over to the couch.
"So, how's it going?" Bud asked as he squeezed between Jocko and Zero.
"We're just gettin' warmed up," Jocko said. "We were waitin' for you? What kept you?"
"Had some trouble with the bike," Bud said. He reached out and rubbed Gloria's ass with his beer can. She giggled and scrunched up her nose.
"How's your hammer hangin'?" Zero asked. He reached into Bud's crotch and grabbed hold of his dick.
"Hey, the little bastard's got a hard-on," Zero laughed.
The two girls let out with a peel of giggles and Bud pushed Zero's hand away.
"Damned right I got a hard-on," Bud said. "And I'm rarin' to put it to good use. Which one of you is first?"
He reached out and took hold of one of Arnette's tits. It was really hard and firm. He squeezed on her big boob and she slapped playfully at his hand.
"What kind of a girl do you think I am?" she said.
"A fuckin' good one - or a good fuckin' one, I hope," Bud said. "We didn't drag you all the way up here to play Canasta."
The girls laughed again and Bud took a long swig on his beer.
"Well, let's get started," Bud said. "It's been a long hard ride up here. No sense in wastin' any time?"
He reached into his crotch and flipped open his fly. He reached inside and grabbed hold of his cock and pulled it out. It was rampantly hard and he spread his thumb and forefinger as he held onto the base of his dick and presented it to the girls.
"Would you look at Buddy boy," Jocko said. "He don't mess around."
"Damned right," Bud said. "Come on, who wants to suck it?"
Arnette giggled and pushed her tits into Zero's face. She nuzzled her knockers against his nose and Zero opened his mouth and bit her.
"Ouch!" she yelled. "That hurts."
"Then keep 'em out of my face," Zero said. He reached under Arnette's sweater and gripped her tit with his hand.
Gloria reached down and took hold of Bud's prick. He took his own hand away and let her take over. She peeled the skin back from the head of it and bent down. Her lips closed around the head of Bud's cock and he pushed his hips upwards, driving his dick into her mouth.
"Hey, what about me?" Jocko said.
Gloria reached down with her other hand and pulled Jocko's zipper open. She reached inside and took hold of his cock. Jocko slid his hand up under her skirt and reached inside her panties.
Gloria's mouth was sliding up and down on Bud's prick as he pumped it into her mouth. Gloria stroked on Jocko's cock as he plunged his fingers into her hot slit.
"I told you Bud would get things started,"
Zero said. "Come on, Arnette. Do your stuff."
Zero unzipped his pants and unfastened his belt. He slid his pants down to his knees as Arnette knelt in front of him. Zero spread his legs out and Arnette leaned forward. She took Zero's cock in her mouth and slid all the way down to the base of it. She grabbed hold of his nuts and played with them while Zero reached down and pulled up her sweater. He slipped his hands into the bra and grabbed hold of her big tits.
Bud rammed his hips upwards and shot a load into Gloria's mouth. She gulped it down and slid off his dick.
"That's good for starters," Bud said. "Let me get another beer and let's really get something going."
Bud stood up and walked over to the cooler. Gloria sat down on the couch where Bud had been sitting and bent over Jocko. She took his cock into her mouth and began to suck on it. Arnette's head was bobbing up and down as she slid Zero's cock in and out of her hot mouth. She reached up behind her and unsnapped her bra. As it fell loose, Zero flopped her big tits out.
"What a fucking set of jugs," Bud said. He slipped over beside Arnette and knelt down beside her. While she sucked on Zero's prick, Bud took hold of one of her tits and leaned over and put it in his mouth. He sucked on her red nipple as she took Zero's cock all the way down her throat, sliding her tongue around the thick shaft of it as Zero pumped his meat into her hot, sucking mouth.
Bud slipped his hand under Arnette's skirt and fumbled with her panties. He pulled them down a little and rubbed his hand over her snatch as he sucked on her hard, red nipple.
Zero slid his hand up Gloria's skirt and forced it inside her panties as Gloria sucked on Jocko's dick, taking the long, thick shaft of it down her throat. .
Bud's fingers pried open the lips of Arnette's cunt as he tickled her nipple with his tongue and held it between his teeth. Arnette reached over and took hold of Bud's dick. It was getting hard again as she stroked on it and reached inside his pants and grabbed hold of his balls.
Gloria felt Zero's hand slide along her slit and she spread her legs out as she bobbed up and down on Jocko's thick hard meat. She felt his fingers slide into her pussy and let go with a stream of her hot quim juice as Zero gripped her clit in his fingers and pinched it.
"Hey," Bud said. "Let's get these fucking clothes off. They're in the way."
Everybody disentangled from each other and stood up.
"Come on," Jocko said. "Let's go into the bedroom. There's more room on the bed."
The group filed into the dark bedroom and began to remove their clothes. The girls stripped off their sweaters and skirts and the boys took off their pants and shirts. They dropped everything into a heap on the floor and piled onto the bed.
Bud stretched out crosswise across the bed. his thick prick was standing straight up. Arnette straddled him and rubbed her hot pussy up and down the length of his dick.
"Take it, Arnette," Zero said. "Take my Buddy boy's dick up your twat."
Arnette took hold of Bud's cock and slid it into the moist, hot lips of her pussy. She slowly lowered herself over him and Bud's cock slid up into her wet pussy as he pumped his hips up off the bed.
Gloria, lay down on the bed, lengthwise. She spread her legs over Bud's face and squiggled down until her pussy was against his cheek. Bud turned his head and stuck his tongue into the girl's hot slit.
Jocko straddled Gloria's shoulders and slammed his prick against her lips. She took his cock into her mouth and Jocko rammed it in, fucking her in the face while Bud licked out her cunt.
Zero stood up at the side of the bed and took his cock in his hand. He pumped on it and then spit on his hand and rubbed the wet spittle over the'head of his cock. He pressed up against Amette's butthole as she slid up and down on Bud's hot meat and shoved his cockhead into her asshole.
"Hey!" Arnette yelled. "What the hell you doin'?"
"Shut up," Zero said. "I'm fucking your ass, woman." He shoved his meat all the way into her tight brown hole while Bud filled her pussy with his hard tool.
Bud reached up and grabbed hold of Arnette's tits. They were flopping wildly as she bounced up and down on his dick and Zero rammed his cock into her asshole. Bud's tongue was sliding in and out of Gloria's snatch and he could taste the hot, sweet juices of her pussy flooding his tongue as she took Jocko's prick all the way down her throat.
Zero gripped Arnette by the waist and held tight as he pulled his cock back and then rammed it in, splitting her butthole open with his hard, thick mantool. He slid his dick in all the way to the balls, rubbing them against her creamy smooth ass as he throbbed inside her, feeling the thrusts of Bud's dick in her pussy as Bud pumped his ass up off the bed.
Jocko pulled his cock out to Gloria's lips and she slid her tongue across the little piss slit in the head of his cock, licking the clear lubrication that slid from the slit and covered the head of his prick. Then he plunged his dick down her throat, burying it in the moist, hot mouth of the girl below him.
Bud's cock was pounding as he twisted Arnette's nipples in his fingers and licked the sweet quim cum from Gloria's snatch. He plunged his dick deep into her pussy and shot off his load, pounding and plunging his dick into the girl's hot twat as he sucked out Gloria's snatch.
Zero plowed his meat into Arnette's asshole and she felt the hot, short squirts of cum shooting off inside her tight butthole as Zero rammed it to her. She let go with a hot flood of cream and flooded Bud's slick dick as it pounded up into her.pussy, shooting off its load inside her.
Jocko rammed his dick down Gloria's throat and shot it to her. She gulped down the sweet cream of his cock and licked it off the shaft and head as he slowly backed off and pulled it out of her mouth.
"Let's all have another beer," Bud said. "Then we can start all over."