Chapter 2
Kelly half expected Bill to make another move on her, but he just looked at her and sighed.
"Kelly," he said, "you have a lot of hang-ups to work through."
"I don't agree," she said coldly. "I don't see what's wrong with staying a virgin till you're married."
"Neither do I, if that's your choice," Bill said. "But you're scared of sex, Kelly. You're afraid to be a woman. A little petting shouldn't panic you. You should be able to relax and enjoy it."
"Well, that's your opinion," Kelly said lamely. "I just wasn't raised that way."
"I can see that," Bill said. "Your parents must have given you some pretty warped ideas about your body. I'd like to help you get rid of those hang-ups."
"Oh, I bet you would," Kelly snapped. "But you're not going to get the chance, Bill Taylor. I want you to take me home right now -- and I'm not going out with you again."
"Okay," Bill sighed, "but I think you're making a big mistake. You've got to become a woman sometime, Kelly."
She didn't answer. She just leaned against the passenger door and stared out the window all the way home. She felt so shocked by her own behavior. On her very first date she'd acted like a whore. She knew it wasn't really Bill she was mad at. It was herself. Still, Bill was a temptation she had to avoid. She couldn't control herself around him. As he let her off at her house, he said gently. "Think things over, Kelly. If you change your mind, I'd love to see you again. I'm not interested in just a one-night stand. I think we might have a future together."
Kelly ran into the house without saying another word to him. For the two weeks that remained of the school term, she tried not to think about him and about her scandalous behavior on their date. He smiled at her in the halls, but she just looked away. Then on the last day of school the principal called Kelly to his office.
"Miss Kane, we need your help," he said. "You know about the annual two-day hike?"
"Yes, sir," Kelly said. "I know it's traditional for some of the faculty to take students on a hike at the end of the year."
"Right," the principal said. "We need two faculty chaperones. Miss Reddy usually goes, but she's sick. I need you to take her place."
"Why, I suppose I could do that," Kelly said. "Who's the other chaperone?"
"Coach Taylor," the principal said.
"Oh, no!" Kelly groaned.
"What's wrong, Miss Kane?" he asked.
"Uh, nothing, sir," Kelly stammered.
"Good," he smiled. "We really need you. I don't have any other volunteers."
Kelly went home that day in a state of confusion. She knew her help was needed, but she didn't want to be alone in the mountains with Bill for two days. Of course there'd be a couple dozen students, too, but she and Bill would be the only adults. They'd have to talk to each other. She just didn't see any way out of it. There was no other chaperone available, and she couldn't let the school down. So at dawn on the morning of the hike, she was ready. A school bus took the group to the trailhead, and then they were on their own.
Bill looked so handsome in shorts and t-shirt. Kelly couldn't help admiring his tan, powerful body. But she didn't return his greeting or his smiles. He took the lead, and she walked at the very end of the line of students, staying as far as possible from the man who turned her on. At noon they stopped to have lunch, and Kelly took a stroll to keep her distance from Bill. She hadn't gone far into the woods before she heard voices. She heard a boy's voice, husky and urgent, then a girl's giggles. Curious, she followed the sounds to a small clearing a few yards off the trail.
Kelly pecked through the bushes and turned pale. There were two of the students from the hike, kissing. They'd sneaked away from the crowd to make out. Kelly recognized them as Ron and Laura, two good students who ought to know better. She watched them angrily. Obviously Ron wanted more than kisses. He kept grabbing for Laura's tits, trying to fondle them through her t-shirt, but she'd giggle and pull away. Then they'd kiss, working their tongues in each other's mouth.
"Come on, Laura!" Ron groaned. "Let me touch you!"
"We haven't got much time, Ron," Laura protested. "Somebody might come looking for us."
"We've got time for a little fun," Ron insisted.
He lunged for her again, and this time he accidentally pushed her over. She landed on her back with a squeal, and he grabbed for her tits, squeezing them lustily. He pinned her down, lying half on top of her, and molded her small high breasts.
"Ron, stop it," she giggled. "Don't get me hot. We won't have time to finish."
"I don't care," Ron groaned. "I'm so horny for you, I just have to touch you."
He slid his hands up under her t-shirt, pushing it out of the way. That was when Kelly saw that the girl wasn't wearing a bra. That was strictly against school rules. Ron eagerly cupped her naked tits and squeezed them, and Laura gave a lusty little gurgle.
"Oh, darn, honey, don't do that!" she cried.
Ron didn't answer. With a glazed horny look in his eyes, he went on fondling her satiny hot tits. They seemed to swell in his hands, and Laura started breathing hard. He rubbed his thumbs over her little red nipples and teased them into long stiff buds. Kelly watched all this indignantly. These kids were breaking every rule in the book, and she knew she ought to do something about it. She was their chaperone, after all, and she was supposed to see that they behaved. Yet something kept her quiet and riveted to the spot.
"Oh, dammit, Ron!" Laura moaned. "You're driving me crazy! We gotta stop!"
"It's too much fun to stop!" Ron panted.
He cupped her tits but left her engorged nipples bare. He leaned down close, stuck out his tongue, and began licking the tender buds. Laura squealed and gurgled. Her face got flushed, and she breathed hard and fast. In spite of all her protests, she was just as horny as her boyfriend was. She writhed with pleasure as he tongued her tits.
"Mmmmmm, ooooooh!" she groaned.
Kelly was frowning as she watched, but suddenly she felt hot sticky cream seeping from her cunt and moistening her panties. She blushed, thoroughly ashamed of herself. Why should she be turned on by this outrageous scene? She didn't understand it, but she couldn't deny that it was making her hot. It made her think of her brief love-making with Bill. She hadn't approved of that, either, yet it had gotten her wildly aroused. And she thought of Bill's words: "You've got to become a woman sometime."
She watched Ron's gleaming red tongue lashing Laura's stiff nipples and wondered how that would feel. It really looked exciting and fun. She scolded herself for even thinking such a thing, yet her aroused cunt kept leaking molten cream, and her pussy was swelling and heating. Bill had somehow awakened all the lust she'd suppressed for so many years. All of a sudden she seemed to have sex on the brain. She couldn't control her thoughts or her desires. She felt so ashamed of herself, but there was nothing she could do about it. She kept creaming uncontrollably, and soon her panties were soaked. Now Ron was sucking Laura's engorged nipples, making an obscene wet noise that Kelly could hear even thirty feet away. She could also hear Laura's low gurgles and moans of pleasure. The scene was driving her crazy. Maybe the best thing to do was leave quietly and try to forget it. But, no, she had a duty to do. She couldn't allow this hanky-panky. She'd just wait a little longer, quietly spying, to find out how far these kids were going to go. She wanted to nail them good. She wouldn't tolerate their disgusting behavior.
Ron sucked Laura's tits till they were swollen taut and her nipples gleamed with his hot spit. Then he slipped one hand down her body and between her legs. He cupped her hot little pussy through her jeans and squeezed it. Laura moaned hoarsely.
"Oh, no, Ron, I can't take that!" she cried. Ron just went on squeezing her pussy. While he did it, he used the stiff wet tip of his tongue to flick and tease her stiff red nipples. Her eyes rolled, and she bared her teeth in a lusty grimace. Kelly knew exactly what the girl was going through.
She'd felt that way herself when Bill came on to her. She'd been so excited, so tempted, yet at the same time she wanted him to stop before she lost control of herself. She watched Laura going out of her mind with need, and she couldn't stop creaming. Soon she was panting, too.
"Oh, damn you, Ron!" Laura groaned. "You've gotta stop that! We have to get back to the group!"
"We've got a few more minutes," Ron said hoarsely. "Let me get you off."
"God, I wish you could!" Laura panted.
"I can," he said. "I can do it fast."
He unzipped her jeans and slid his hand down inside them. Kelly could tell from the outline where his hand was going. He slid it right between her thighs and started rubbing her hot wet pussy. She whimpered with bliss and writhed, her hips churning in a helpless fucking motion.
"Ooooooh, honey, ooooooh!" she moaned. Kelly was shaking with lust as she spied on them. She remembered how wonderful it had felt when Bill played with her pussy. Of course it was wicked and dirty, something her mother would never have approved of, but she couldn't help loving it. She'd been shocked, yet she'd wanted more and more, till finally he got her off. She knew she wanted him to do it to her again. That was why she had to stay away from Bill on this hiking trip. She couldn't trust herself alone with him. She'd be just as horny and helpless as Laura was right now. She sure could identify with the moaning, writhing girl.
"Oh, God, Ron!" Laura squealed. "You're driving me crazy! I just have to get off!" Ron moved his hand a little, and Laura groaned and rolled her eyes. He was doing something slightly different to her now, and Kelly just wished she could see what it was. Laura's cute face twisted into a lusty grimace, and she writhed harder than ever.
"Shit, yes, play with my clit!" she moaned.
At least Kelly knew what was happening now. She recalled Bill rolling her clit between his fingers and how fast she'd gotten off that way. No wonder Laura was going out of her mind. The girl squeezed her eyes shut and arched her body, greedily shoving her throbbing joy button harder between Ron's fingers.
"Yes, yesssssss, don't stop!" she hissed.
Kelly almost stopped breathing as she waited for Laura to come. She just wished there was a way she could come, too. Her pussy was on fire with need. Her cunt was leaking a thick flood of sizzling cream. It was wicked of her to get aroused by this naughty scene, but there was nothing she could do to cool her lust. Damn you, Bill, she thought, it's all your fault. It really was. She might have gone on as a frigid spinster, scared of men, all her lusts bottled up, but Bill had let her evil desires loose, and now she couldn't pen them up again. She was shaking with need as she watched Ron masturbating his writhing girlfriend.
"Unnnnhhhh, shit, yessssss, aaahhhhhh!" Laura wailed.
She was coming hard, bucking and writhing so violently that Ron couldn't keep her slippery joy button between his fingers. He pulled his hand out of her pants and watched her come, his handsome young face flushed with desire. There was an enormous bulge at the fly of his jeans.
"Oooooh, fuck, ooooooh!" Laura squealed.
She came for a long time, rolling around on the soft forest floor, then went limp on her back, gasping for breath. Ron watched and waited. He unzipped his jeans and hauled out his steel-hard teenage prick. It bulged with blue veins and leaked thick hot cream. Kelly couldn't help staring at it, and neither could Laura. The women eyed Ron's thick hard boner in lusty fascination. Kelly remembered how fantastically good it had felt when Bill worked his stiff finger in her cunt. Would his cock have felt even better? She scolded herself for even thinking such a thing.
"Jack me off, Laura," Ron begged hoarsely. "Sure, honey, but I better hurry," Laura said. "They'll be wondering where we are."
She rolled to her knees beside him and fisted his cock. It was pretty obvious to Kelly that the girl had jacked off her boyfriend many times before. She knew exactly what to do. Firming her grip on his throbbing prick, she started pumping it hard and fast.
"Awwwwww, yeah, great!" Ron groaned.
He lay there on his back and watched her. His face was contorted with lust, his teeth flashing. His eyes rolled crazily as Laura quickly worked him to a fever pitch of excitement. Thick gobs of cream oozed from his piss hole and ran down to soak his fingers. Kelly remembered how thrilling it had been to jack Bill off, and she knew she wanted to do it again. She was almost crazy with desire by now. Somehow she had to get control of herself. She couldn't spend the whole hike panting with lust. She reminded herself that she was the chaperone.
"Unnnnnhhhhh, shit, yeah!" Ron gasped. "Yeah, unnnnhhhh, aaaaggghhhhhh!"
He shot his load high in the air. Laura pumped his prick furiously as he came, milking it for every last drop of boiling jism. Kelly watched, but she was working hard on herself, getting her head clear, remembering her duty. Just as Ron finished coming, Kelly charged out of the bushes and into the clearing. Hands on hips, scowling, she confronted the startled students.
"I saw everything you did!" she snapped. "And I'm reporting you to the principal as soon as we get back! I never saw anything so disgusting in my life!"
"Please, Miss Kane, give us a break," Ron pleaded. "We won't do it again."
"No way," Kelly said coldly. "Now get your butts back to the group."