Chapter 3
"I've just met the neatest guy, "Shirley raved. "He bought me a drink and we talked about Nicholson's latest movie and Mom even had to admit she liked him."
Tammy had been looking out over the silver-gray waves. Her mind hadn't been following the conversation but she turned to smile at her sister. "So you met some guy? What's he look like?"
"Tall and handsome. Kind of light-brown hair. Curly too. It's a little long over his ears." Shirley hugged her own shoulders. "He's really neat. Neat jacket too. I just love tan suede."
"Does this guy have a scar?"
"Yeah, now that you mention it." Shirley touched her cheek. "Right here."
Tammy trembled inside. But she didn't really know for sure that the man in the corridor had been that guy she'd seen looking at her.
"Anyway," Shirley rambled on, "we're all going to eat together tonight. Won't that be nice? Nate knows so much about Europe. He's promised to take us to some neat places once the boat lands." Shirley ran her fingers through her fine blond hair. "I hope he doesn't think I'm too out of it. I've never met a man like him before."
Tammy rubbed her palms together. They were sweaty and she felt dizzy again. Like when that guy had pushed his finger way up into her . . . Shirley cocked her head and frowned.
"You getting sea sick, Tammy?"
"No. I'm fine. I just ..."
"Come on down to the B deck. I'll see if I can sneak you a beer. That'll settle your stomach."
The little bar was crowded and the fun-loving people made Tammy forget about her worry for a while. She had given up the idea of telling the captain about her encounter. It seemed pretty useless under the circumstances. Especially since she could give no description of the man who'd assaulted her. Besides, she didn't think she could take the embarrassment.
"Oh here comes Nate right now!" Shirley squealed, her cheeks flushing with excitement as she stood up. Nate smiled at her and nodded at Tammy as he was introduced. Tammy recognized the man she'd seen on deck. But she couldn't know whether the same person had intercepted her in the darkened corridor below decks. Nate certainly didn't act as if he had anything to hide, anything to be guilty about.
"So this is the young sister I've heard about." He took Tammy's hand and pulled her to her feet. "You won't mind if I dance a slow one with Tammy, will you Shirley?"
Tammy could tell that Shirley was wishing she was the one in Nate's arms. But now they were drifting across the floor and Nate pulled her close. She tried to catch the scent of cologne. Apparently, Nate wasn't wearing any at all. And his voice-was it the same one she'd heard close to her ear while a finger had been pushed up into her cunt? She couldn't be sure.
"You're a good dancer, Tammy."
"Oh, I'm not as good as Shirley."
"But you move fast and light. And you're easy to hold." Nate's hand rested at the small of her back. As she turned, he let his fingers slide down a little so that he was just touching the outward swell of her ass cheeks. The touch made Tammy tingle.
"Shirley's going to be mad if you dance with me much longer."
"Don't tell me your sister is the possessive type." Nate laughed. He seemed like such a nice guy. So easy going. And strong. That made Tammy tremble as she remembered the stench of the man in the corridor. The man who'd finger-fucked her until she couldn't even walk.
Nate swung her back to the table and Shirley rose to catch his hand. "I got you a beer," she whispered to Tammy as she danced away. Tammy watched them, sipping the cold brew and enjoying it. Her mother came up and sat down. She had a package and her eyes danced with excitement.
"Hello, Tammy. I'll bet Shirley snuck you that beer. I just found the loveliest sweater in the gift shop. Isn't this ship marvelous? It's got a little bit of everything."
"Yeah. Neat."
"Aren't you having a good time, dear?"
"I am, really I am." Tammy drank more beer. The girl brought Nate's drink and when she was gone, Tammy took a sip of that too.
"Tammy, shame!"
"I just wanted to see what it tasted like."
"I suppose your big sister has introduced you to her new friend. A real gentleman, isn't he?"
"Yeah." Tammy was trying to figure out if a real gentleman could grab a young girl in a dark corridor and put his hand under her dress. But then she was ashamed of herself for pronouncing Nate guilty before she was sure. The alcohol had made her feel much better. When her mother went to the ladies room, Tammy grabbed Nate's drink and finished it. She told the passing barmaid that he needed another. Then she left to wander topside again.
The sun went down in a blaze of orange glory. Tammy pulled her sweater around her and leaned at the rail. She felt slightly drunk and the delicate flesh between the outer lips of her cunt ached slightly.
On her way down to the room, Tammy came upon a couple in a darkened corner under the stairs. She heard the soft breathing, the sighs and kissing. Only when she'd gone past did she realize that the girl in the man's embrace was her own sister. And Nate had been kissing her. Tammy got ready for bed slowly. Her cunt throbbed where that man's finger had pushed inside. She couldn't get her mind off sex, excited and repelled at the same time. As she'd danced with Nate, she'd felt a little breathless. His finger had brushed her bottom and she couldn't forget how that felt either.
When Shirley came in, she looked comfortably mussed, her lipstick smeared, her blouse partly unbuttoned. When she saw Tammy looking at her she blushed.
"Where's Mom?"
"In the other bedroom asleep. Where have you been?"
Shirley's embarrassment turned to a grin. "Out in the passageway with Nate. I've never enjoyed being felt up that much in my whole life!"
Her sister's sudden frankness shocked Tammy. "He felt you up?" She was remembering what had happened to her. Wasn't that being felt up too?
"Ohhh, did he ever. I know I don't ever say anything much about sex, but let me tell you, Tammy, I have never followed any of Mother's old-fashioned advice." Shirley tossed her blouse over a chair and hopped onto the bed, her full tits jiggling. When she peeled her panties off, they came away from her twat with a sticky, wet sound. Tammy could see the bright smear of juice across her sister's pubes and Shirley's blond curls were plastered down. "I know Nate wants to fuck me bad. I'm just trying to decide when I'll let him."
"You mean you're going to let him?" Tammy's pussy felt tingly again.
"I wouldn't miss an opportunity like this,"
Shirley said. "I've already felt his cock and I'm sure he's not circumcised. I've always had a yen to do it with a guy who still has his foreskin."
Tammy knew vaguely that a foreskin was part of a man's equipment, but she wasn't too sure exactly what part. She was awed by her big sister's sophistication in such matters.
"Shirley, did a guy ever grab you and kind of force you?"
"You mean so he could get a feel? Sure."
"What about if he grabbed you from behind and tried to put his finger up your ..." Tammy couldn't finish it. She bit her lip and twisted her fingers together.
"I don't know about that. If a guy tried to hold me while he finger-fucked me I'd think him pretty damned crude."
"Is a girl supposed to get excited if something like that happens?"
Shirley shrugged. "Don't know. Guess it depends on the girl." She laughed then. "Or the guy."
"You mean if you knew who it was, it wouldn't be so bad to get hot ..."
"Is my little sister thinking of offering herself to some creep in the alley?"
"I was just curious." Tammy put on her robe and paced the room. She felt too nervous to sleep.
Shirley picked up a paperback and stuffed a pillow under her head. With her legs thrown open, Tammy could see the raw, glistening flesh of her pussy. "Did you come?" she asked. "With Nate, just now?"
"Yeah. I was trying not to let him find out, but right at the last I kind of melted and let out a little squeal. Guess he knows for sure that he got me with that finger of his."
Tammy paced faster. "I'm so nervous. I wish I knew how to smoke. I'd have a cigarette."
"There's a sauna right down at the end of the hall. Why don't you try that for awhile? That steam can sure make you drowsy."
"Maybe I will. I've never had a sauna."
Tommy wondered if she should wear something under her robe, but thought it was silly since she'd have to undress anyway. And she'd be safe enough. The sauna door locked from the inside.
"Watch me until I'm inside the sauna, will you, Shirley?"
Shirley made fun of her caution, but stood in the doorway of their room until Tammy had opened the sauna door and waved back. But as soon as Shirley closed the door and Tammy was about to lock herself in the sauna, somebody pushed her on in and slammed the door behind him.
"Who are you?" she cried out, beating her fists against his chest. She hadn't turned the light on and there was only a dim glow from the heating elements of the steam machine. She could see the man's broad shoulders and looming face. But she couldn't see who it was.
A hot mouth closed over hers. Tammy writhed, her slender body flopping helplessly as the man's tongue went in and out between her teeth. She'd never been kissed like that in her whole life! And now he was groping at her robe, jerking the tie loose. As the thing slipped from her shoulders, Tammy cried out in fear. She realized that the man accosting her was naked too! She felt the muscled warmth of his chest and then something else.
"Oh no! Ohhhhh god in heaven, no!" The man's cock pressed into her belly. She could feel the length of it against her skin. It pulsed hotly, the head in the shallow dip of her navel. Then her hands were pulled behind her and she felt a leather thong being wrapped around her wrists.
Tammy was pushed to her knees in the partly darkened cubicle. She could feel the wet tiles under her knees and steam swirled around her head. The red shine of the heater cast an eerie glow that seemed to swirl along with the rising steam. She saw it then. The man's cock! It was huge, at least eight inches with a very large tip. Now she could see that the head itself wasn't completely visible. It was covered by a tight-fitting sheath of flesh, open at the end. As the man dug his fingers into her long, dark hair, he lifted his cock with his other hand. It was growing right before Tammy's eyes and the man was stretching the skin back, letting it slide on a layer of juice.
Tammy knew what a foreskin was now. And as the swollen cock head was unsheathed, she saw how shiny it was. Only then did Tammy realize what the man intended to do with it.
"Don't make me! Ohhhh, don't make me put my mouth ..." She tugged hard at the thongs that bound her wrists behind her but the leather just cut into her flesh a little deeper. She tried to see his face, but there was only a dim silhouette with steam swirling around it. It was easy to see his cock. It was only a few inches from the tip of her nose.
The man's fingers tightened in her long hair, pulling her head back. He rubbed the damp head of his cock across her neck, then smeared his way toward her chin.
Tammy began to whimper, but the touch of that hard thing was making her feel so strange. Her cunt seemed to throb harder than ever and her nipples were alive to the slightest touch. When the man put his cock against one and then the other, Tammy panted faster.
Now he was rubbing her chin with that thing! He held her head still and wiped his prick across her mouth. Tammy kept her lips tight but she was still affected. She thought of begging him, of pleading or praying. But he was pushing it against her mouth again, his other hand pulling her hair painfully.
She had to open her mouth. She had to cry out. And when she did, the fat, hot knob of his cock was pushed between her teeth. The throbbing smoothness glided across her tongue and she gurgled weakly in protest. But she couldn't bite him. He might really hurt her then. All she could do was push her tongue frantically against the invading prick. And doing that made her moan. Because whenever her tongue smeared across the hot, rounded surface, it bulged even larger and the man made funny sounds in his throat.
"Suck it good," he murmured, his voice husky. Tammy couldn't be sure that it was Nate. It could've been anybody. He pulled her head forward. His cock went deeper, almost to the back of her mouth. Again she jerked at the leather at her wrists. There was no escape. She was on her knees with a cock jammed into her mouth. She was helpless.
The man began to bring her head forward and ease it back, forward and back. As her lips slid along his rigid shaft, saliva dribbled down her chin. The wetness smacked at the corners of her mouth. Her tongue danced and fluttered in her nervousness. She realized she was exciting him by doing that, but she was trying to keep him from choking her.
"Ghhllluuuuuhh," she moaned as that swollen, throbbing cock head wedged between her tonsils. Her throat cinched down tightly around his cock. The man let out a shaky breath and nudged another inch deeper. Tammy gagged violently, her convulsions making the huge prick shudder and jerk.
"You've got to relax when I do that," the man said. His voice was a breathy whisper that was impossible to identify. Was it really Nate, trying to disguise himself?
"Ohhhhhhhmmmmmmmm," Tammy groaned, her nostrils flared wide with fear and excitement.
"I'm going to slide my cock deep again and I want you to try to take it. I want you to let it touch your throat. Just relax and tell yourself you won't choke."
"Nhhhnnnooo," she moaned, trying to shake her head. The man's fingers twisted in her hair again and he held her firmly as he pulled her down. That streamlined thing seemed to fill her mouth completely. It went along her tongue, wedging once again in the feverish softness of her tonsils. "Now, just stay loose."
"Ghhhaaaa!" Tammy gasped. But she knew she had to try to do what the man was ordering. She hated to choke like that. It was horrible. Now his tip was pressing deeper. Now it was in her throat. Her belly bucked, but she kept from gagging. Her throat tightened and loosened on that fat, hot head, but she didn't gag.
"Good girl. That's a good girl." The cock slipped back as her head was forced away from the man's body. He smeared his prick across her cheek, then popped it into her slack mouth once again. "Lick it."
Tammy began to lick his cock. She caressed the underside of his tip, then smeared hot saliva across the top of his cockhead. The man shuddered and sucked in a lungful of air.
"Ohhhhh baby, you do it right. Do it again."
Tammy repeated the pass with her tongue, moaning through her nose as she excited him. She was frantic. And yet another part of her was dripping and aroused. Her cunt. It felt heavy with blood and the outer lips pooched open to expose her fleshy inner lips and dainty hollows. In the steamy darkness she couldn't tell whether she was wet with water or her own dripping juices.
"Tighten your lips around the head of it," the man hissed between clenched teeth. Tammy did what he wanted, her mouth a perfect O, her tongue flicking the velvety-smooth head.
The man's cock was being pushed in and out of the clasping circle of her lips. The wet, sexy sound it made caused Tammy to tremble with a sudden lust. She couldn't seem to control the pulsing tickle between her thighs. She breathed raggedly through her nose, whimpering whenever the man groaned.
"Now I'm going to come in your mouth, and you're going to swallow it."
"Nhhoo!" Tammy whined, trying to say something around the swollen cock that slid in and out of her mouth.
"It won't hurt you. It's good for a young, growing girl."
"Mhhhhuuuhhhh!"
"Suck!"
"Ghhhuuhhh."
"Oh god ..." The man squeezed the sides of Tammy's head then, his big hands pulling her head forward and back as she bathed the underside of his cock with her hot saliva.
Tammy knew that if she kept sucking his prick, it would happen. His cum would spurt. But the slow, in-and-out movement, the suction of her lips around his cock, the throbbing of the thing had hypnotized her. Her tongue wouldn't stop moving.
The spongy texture of his cockhead fascinated her. It felt strangely enjoyable to lick and suck it. And it was getting plumper and plumper.
"Ahhhhhh," the man gasped. His shaft jerked upward, his tip touching the roof of Tammy's mouth. Tammy breathed faster. Her heart lurched in her chest. She knew he was going to come in her mouth. Already, the little tube that ran along just under the skin of his cock was throbbing against her tongue. Then came the first explosion of hot sap. It spattered into her throat, oozed onto her tongue.
The taste and thickness of it shocked her. Tammy could feel the slick strings clinging between her teeth and the roof of her mouth. She choked, coughing suddenly. A streak of white exploded from one nostril as the man held her head and pulled it forward and back. His slippery, throbbing prick speared deeply, the hot cum boiling from the tip. Tammy whimpered pitifully. She could feel each surge of his spongy cocktip. The foreskin was stretched back so that the hot, naked knob touched her tonsils directly. More frothy jism bubbled down her throat.
"Suck damnit ..."
Tammy sucked. She sucked so that those fingers wouldn't yank her hair out. She sucked so that the man would finish doing what he was doing. So that his horrible prick would stop jerking up and down against her tongue.
"Ohhhh baby," the man gasped, still spurting. "Baby doll!"
Was it the voice of Nate? She couldn't tell for sure. Not with that swollen cockhead almost choking her! Not with the gurgling sound of cum in her nostrils and throat. At last he let her go and she slumped down on the steam bench, her head falling to the side. A dribble of jizz leaked from the corner of her mouth. Tammy shut her eyes. She wanted to die of shame. She prayed that whoever the man was, he'd leave her alone now. But she felt a hand on her naked thigh. He opened her knees and pushed her heels back against her buttocks. Again Tammy felt a leather thong being wound around her ankles and then around her thighs.
"No! What are you going to do now?"
"Turn about's fair play," the man said. She could still see only his silhouette in the shimmering, steamy light. He tied one thong and went to work with another. Tommy found she couldn't straighten either leg now. She was panting as the man knelt on the tiled floor and began to kiss her bottom.
Writhing this way and that, she couldn't avoid his mouth. He sucked one of her cuntlips next, his teeth teasing the dainty, super-sensitive flesh.
"Whhhaaaaaah!" Tammy gasped, arching her back up from the bench. Now his hot tongue was forcing her cunt lips wider. She shuddered as he passed over her clit, then dug deeper, went lower. He was going to put his tongue against the place where he'd pushed his finger inside her. It was the same man who'd done that, wasn't it?
"You lovely little nymph. I could eat this every day of the week ..."
"Ohhhhhh don't hurt me! Don't bite me!"
He laughed then. "I'm not going to bite you. I'm going to devour your!"
Tammy writhed more frantically than ever. Her small tits rode high and firm on her chest, the pink nipples erect in the steamy warmth of the sauna. Her abductor passed a wet palm across one tit and then the other. He squeezed each of them gently as his mouth opened her fleshy pussy slit. He worked his tongue deeper, sliding it up and down the length of her cunt. Her juices flowed freely now and a shimmery tingle of pleasure went through her, followed closely by another.
"Ghhhaaaaa," she panted, unable to fight off the throbbing thrills. They seemed to penetrate every square inch of her being. The man's tongue felt like the softest, hottest velvet! She couldn't keep her trim ass from moving now. She gave a plunge, smearing her youthful juices across the man's chin and cheeks.
"Ohhh! Ohhhhhh, I can't stand it!"
"God, you're the finest eating little angel I've ever licked on ... "
"Nhhhoo! Ohhhhh!" Tammy's hips did a little dance as that tongue flicked and stabbed at her juicy pussy. She could hear the sound of the man's mouth against her cunt. She could hear his breathing and his moans of satisfaction as he caused her body to buck with the incredible pleasure she felt.
Now he dug his strong fingers into the flesh of her thighs, holding her open, stretching her trembling knees as far apart as they'd go. Tammy growled deep in her throat as the inner lips of her young pussy were pulled far apart, as the softer pink flesh bloomed upward against the man's hungry mouth. He sucked noisily on her seeping parts, wallowing his chin across them, forcing his tongue into the tightly squeezed opening of her cunthole.
This sudden penetration shocked Tammy, sending a pulsing flutter of excitement up her backbone. She humped herself down against he bench, her ass rising in the air. The man cupped each tense cheek of her bottom now, feasting wildly on the hot cunt against his mouth. The sound of him eating her was shocking. Tammy babbled half-words, incoherent whimpers of passion mixed with fear. Her nipples felt so hot! Her tummy trembled as she sucked it in under her ribs. How could she stand much more without losing her mind? How could she?