Chapter 2
Wendy watched with horrified fascination, lying on the carpeted floor, propping her head up with one hand as Ms. Burns reached over under the desk and pulled out a heavy leather handbag.
"If you've never fucked a young man before, my dear, this should prove to be a fine introduction for you," the older woman purred, pulling out a long, white plastic device. The blonde teenager stared at it, feeling perspiration begin to cover her body immediately. She knew what that was ... a dildo, a plastic cock, a substitute for the real thing!
There were times when she wished she could have had the nerve to stop in one of those head shops and buy one. How she shivered at night as she fingered herself, playing with her hot little cunt hole, wondering what it would feel like to have a man's cock inside her, or its substitute? Now she stared wide-eyed at the device being held loosely by the prison matron.
"No," Wendy whimpered. "God, you can't do me with that thing!"
Ms. Burns only laughed and shoved the girl's legs apart.
"It's no worse than a cock. But of course, you've never had one of those between your legs. Too bad," the older woman sighed, studying the dildo while still smiling. "I prefer a young girl like you. But at times I weaken and love to feel a man's cock between my legs."
Wendy was shocked . . . shocked that this sort of woman could have such a position of responsibility and trust. "But this little cock has some advantages over a man. None of that groaning and sweating, and it vibrates like this."
With those words, Ms. Burns reached down and twisted the base of the white dildo. The large plastic cock started buzzing. Wendy shivered as Ms. Burns brought the big knob down against her pussy.
"Ohhhhh!"
Wendy had lost the fight. She felt the plastic cockhead slip up and down her inner thighs, then work teasingly over her cunt lips. The warm vibrations made her cunt tighten and juice. She lowered her head back onto the floor and rolled it from side to side. Gradually she gave into the hot, electric feelings tearing through her pussy. Wendy raised her knees slightly, digging the heels of her feet into the thick carpeting and raising her ass off the floor. She tilted her cunt upward, a silent plea for Ms. Burns to drop the buzzing dildo into her pussy.
"I knew your curiosity would knock out any silly sense of morality you might still have," Ms. Burns said, her eyes glittering in triumph.
"Oh, oh, oh!"
If this was what getting fucked felt like, the young woman wondered why she'd put it off for so long! She couldn't believe the rush of powerful sensations ripping through her pussy right now. Wendy snapped her knees together, milking her thighs against one another, trapping Ms. Burns' wrist between her legs. She groaned through her clenched teeth, whipping her head from side to side. Ohhhhh, how delicious it felt when the headmistress slid that plastic cock in and out, making sure the warm, wet top touched her clit!
The vibrations poured through her cunt, making her clit vibrate like a tightly drawn piece of wire. It was as if her entire body had turned to jelly. The girl shuddered repeatedly as Ms. Burns worked the dildo in and out, twisting it around, reaming out the girl's juicy cunt. Wendy could feel her pussy sucking at the latex prick, trying to work it in deeper. Ms. Burns teasingly pulled it almost all the way out, working the free end around in broad circles, then shoving it in until she felt some resistance. The older woman's eyebrows arched while her smile broadened.
"You are a virgin," she said in obvious delight.
"Yes, yes," she panted, wishing Ms. Burns would go on with the fucking.
"Well, I'm not going to spoil your fun now. I think we can arrange for someone else to do that later."
There was some movement. Wendy opened her eyes and saw the older woman's dark red, hairy pussy only inches away from her mouth! Oh, God, Ms. Burns had twisted around on the floor, moving until they were in a sixty-nine position.
God, I can't do that! she thought to herself. Wendy tried to twist to one side, but that move was blocked by the head matron's thighs. Oh, God, no! She could smell the musky, pungent aroma coming of Ms. Burn's drooling pussy, her cunt edged closer and closer, only an inch away from her eyes. Then all she could see were the red lips of the woman's pussy.
"Eat me, eat me good, Wendy, and I'll make sure you'll never suffer at this prison," the headmistress said in a thick voice.
Wendy didn't have time to think about what was happening to her. The woman's pussy was suddenly pressed against her mouth.
"Mmmmmm!"
Wendy struggled, clawing at the carpeting, wishing she could do something, anything to squirm out from under this terrible woman. Yet something kept her there, something inside her, demanding that the hot, itchy ache between her legs be satisfied. And now she could taste the sharp flavor of cunt juice. It was the first time she'd tasted anything like it-bleachy, with a sharp flavor to it! The young blonde teen shivered. Wendy didn't know what she was supposed to do! The pussy hairs tickled the interior of her nose as Ms. Burns wiggled and squirmed on top of her.
"Eat me, damn it!" the woman snapped.
Oh God! Wendy felt her tongue slip out from between her lips and disappear between the bloated pussy lips of the headmistress. Then she heard Ms. Burns moan something about her clit, so she slid her tongue from her cunt hole and moved it higher. She let the sharp tip dart against her swollen clit.
"Yes, yes, you damned little slut, yes!" Ms. Burns groaned, snapping her head from side to side, shuddering as she pounded her cunt gently against the teenager's flushed face.
"Mmmmmmmmffff!" Wendy responded, moaning in the woman's juicy cunt. Ms. Burns cried out again, working the dildo once more in and out of the girl's pussy. Oddly enough, Wendy was proud of making the woman respond so strongly to her tonguing. This was the first time she had ever had any kind of sex with a human! And wow, how she was making this woman respond!
"Uhhhhh!" Ms. Burns groaned, taking her pussy off the girl's mouth for a second and holding it teasingly over Wendy's puckered lips. She twisted the dildo around like a screwdriver, telling the girl how good it sounded to hear that instrument squishing in and out of her cunt hole! Then the headmistress slowly lowered her pussy back onto Wendy's face, fitting her swollen cunt lips over the teenager's mouth once more.
Wendy attacked her clit with her slurping lips once more, making the older woman actually whimper with excitement. Ms. Burns was going crazy when the girl sucked on her tiny clit, working her tongue over her tumid pussy. The blonde teen now gave herself completely over to that wonderful vibrating plastic prick. She closed her eyes and sucked gently on the older woman's clit while she felt the dildo slide in and out of her cunt, banging occasionally against her cherry. At times, she thought Ms. Burns would lose control of the situation and shove that dildo through her cherry and cause her some real pain. But the headmistress caught herself in time, pulling the dildo away from her cherry while wiggling her ass all over the girl's face.
Wendy felt her cunt muscles tightening around the dildo, hugging it, inviting it in deeper.
"Faster!" Ms. Burns cried.
Wendy shuddered as she felt the woman's thumb stroking her clit. She stuck her tongue deep into Ms. Burns' drooling cunt and touched her clit once more, this time with an index finger. She let her other hand creep toward Ms. Burns' asshole. She heard the older woman moaning in approval as she caressed her smooth, tight asscheeks bouncing above her. Sucking in a deep breath and mustering her courage, Wendy moved her fingers over the wrinkled shit lips, then pushed down and in until one finger was buried up to the second joint.
"Ahhhhhhhh, bitch!" Ms. Burns cried, snapping her head up, then slamming her pussy on the girl's face, leaving small wet marks on Wendy's face.
Fuck me, fuck me! the girl thought to herself. Wendy's thighs were clamped tightly against Ms. Burns' wrist as the woman's hand expertly slid the dildo in and out, faster and faster, reaming out her cunt hole. Her face was pressed hard against Evelyn's pussy. She could feel the spittle and cunt juice trickling down her cheeks. The girl felt a spasm in her pussy, and then another and another. Oh, God, was this it? Was she coming? Her orgasm almost snuck up on her! She was so hot, so juicy! And was it coming to an end so soon? No, no, this was too wonderful to end so soon!
"OHHHHHHHHHH!"
It was too late. The girl felt her pussy walls contracting, actually moving against the dildo, sucking in and out of her pussy hole. Her cunt spasmed with a long, twitching series of contractions so powerful that she raised her thighs off the floor and ground her teeth against Ms. Burns' cunt.
"Little bitch, yes, yes, come, you little bitch, while I come in your mouth!"
Ms. Burns' pussy jerked and her asshole tightened itself around Wendy's probing finger. She felt a fresh torrent of pussy juice ooze from her hole and wet down the still-fucking dildo.
She's coming! Wendy thought to herself as she ground her thighs up hungrily, wanting more of the dildo in her cunt, not caring if it tore through her damned cherry and caused her pain.
But Ms. Burns was very careful, making sure the dildo didn't cause any damage. The two women hugged each other tightly as wave after wave of mind-blowing sensations swept over them. Wendy didn't know how long she'd lain on the floor, her legs spread apart and raised, the plastic cock still buzzing and sticking out of her hairy cunt hole like a spear. Ms. Burns was resting on top of her humming some nondescript tune, waiting for the the girl to come to her senses before moving again.
"Well, Wendy, did you enjoy yourself?"
The woman rolled off, reaching over and gently pulling the dildo out of Wendy's cunt hole and turning off the switch.
"Oh, please, I'm ... so ashamed," she said, turning away from the headmistress. Guilt washed over her like a wave. What had she done? She'd committed some terrible perverse act. Fucking was bad enough, but this . . . fucking with another woman? Oh, God, what kind of hellhole had she landed in?
"Well, there'll come a time when you'll smile at this," Ms. Burns said indifferently, slipping the dildo back into her leather purse, then getting up and slipping her bathrobe back over her shoulders. "Now you must get back to your room and rest. You'll have a full program tomorrow," she said, brushing back her hair, tying the belt tightly around her narrow waist, then reaching under the center drawer of the desk and buzzing for the matron.
Wendy nervously rose from the floor, grabbing her sack-like garment and slipping into it just before the headmistress unbolted the door and readmitted one of the matrons.
"She's ready to go back," Ms. Burns said, smiling knowingly at the other woman.
"Of course, This way, dear," the woman said, stretching out one hand toward the blonde teen.
Wendy shivered. Was this one going to try to make her, too? She shrank away from the two older women, not feeling at all safe until she heard the door locking behind her.
She stood for several minutes in her darkened room hugging her tits, closing her eyes and swaying back and forth as the footsteps of the matron died away in the corridor. Tears rolled freely from her eyes now, streaking her cheeks, falling off her chin! Ohhh, what a foul thing she'd done! And this was only the first night of many more to come!
"God help me!" she cried, feeling her knees buckling under her. Wendy pitched forward, falling onto the small bed. She sobbed freely now, crying herself to sleep.
The next day started out routinely. The wake-up call was a series of loud clanging alarms that scared most of the girls to death. They were all ushered from their cells to a dorm-like bathroom where they showered like cattle. There Wendy learned from some of the others that they had not been given supper. Some of them had heard noises during the night, sounds like people walking in the corridor. The blonde teen blushed, knowing full well it was her and the matron and what those sounds signified. Some of the girls commented on the headmistress, saying softly that she had to be a dyke. Wendy blushed furiously at those words.
"No chatter, girls, or you won't get breakfast either!"
Breakfast was nothing to write home about, but the food was palatable and hot. None of the girls complained about it, nor complained about the shops they were assigned to. Wendy was lucky, she was told, to get a ceramics shop.
"The laundry would take off any fat you've got left," one matron said, pinching her on the ass and grinning foolishly. Wendy shivered, glad she wouldn't have that terrible woman hovering over her.
"In there. You'll be with three other girls for the rest of the day," one matron said, indicating a large gray metal door to the right just outside the cafeteria. "We've got a man teaching in there, so you be careful. Don't want to knock him out the first day, do you?" she said, her face a mask of cynical humor.
Wendy ignored the woman and quietly opened the door. The smell of fresh clay and baking enamel greeted her as she stepped into the large, brightly lit room. Closing the door behind her, Wendy stood by the doorway for several seconds, pleased by what she saw and smelled. Brightly colored pots and vases were scattered on Formica-topped tables. Pictures adorned the walls, disguising the fact that this shop was only a small one in the prison. The blonde teen closed her eyes and inhaled deeply. It was almost as if she were back in her art class in high school. Yes, she was going to like it here! At least this would be an oasis in the reform school.
Her reverie was interrupted by some sounds she heard coming from what appeared to be a back room. At first, Wendy thought it was the sounds of a baking kiln. Cautiously she moved forward, past shelves of half-finished pots, toward the row of barred windows. "Yeah, yeah, baby."
Wendy stopped, feeling her flesh crawl. Those words, that tone of voice ... oh God, instinctively she knew what was happening in that small room! The girl heard the heavy breathing, heard a female's voice moan happily. What should she do? If she left the room, the matrons would want to know what the matter was. Could she get people she'd never met before in trouble? No! She'd just sit out here and wait until they were through.
And yet something drew her forward, making her sweat profusely, making her clothes stick uncomfortably to her hot, wet flesh.
"I don't think I can do something like this," the woman said, breaking off into a giggle.
"Come on, baby," a husky male voice replied.
Wendy thought they would hear her heart beating as she edged up to the end of the partition blocking the rear room from full view. She grabbed one end of the partition and cautiously peered around. What she saw nearly brought her to her knees.
A tall, handsome, dark-haired man in a white smock was standing spread-legged some five feet in front of her. His back was toward her. The girl could see his trousers were already wrapped around his ankles. In front of him was a brunette on her knees, completely naked! Her smock had been discarded and lay wrinkled behind her on the floor. "Take it and suck it!"
Wendy saw his prick as he turned slightly to one side. Ohhhh, how it made her heart pound! It was so long, so thick, so meaty ... far more attractive than that white latex thing Ms. Burns had fucked her with yesterday evening! And it seemed to get harder and longer with each passing second!
"Ohhh, I don't know if it will fit," the girl giggled, wiggling her naked butt in the air. The ceramics instructor had his fingers cupped gently around the brunette's head, working them back and forth through her hair.
"C'mon, Jackie, you don't want me to tell the headmistress you've been uncooperative, do you? That laundry wouldn't do your hands and face much good."
"You bastard!" the girl murmured, leaning forward until her lips were pressed against his bulbous, dark red cockhead.
Blackmail! He was actually threatening the girl unless she sucked that thing! She stood there, watching the couple, frozen in shock. The girl's mouth opened and the man's cock slipped easily inside. He kept his hands clamped to the sides of Jackie's skull, dipping his ass slightly, working hips back and forth, fucking her mouth just with his cockhead while keeping the full nine inches of his prick out of her mouth for the time being.
The brunette hummed happily, reaching down and rubbing her fingers back and forth on her cunt until they were wet with hot pussy juice. Wendy found herself gulping in lungfuls of air when she heard the slick clicking of Jackie's fingers rubbing against her pussylips mix with the softer sounds of the girl's mouth on that hard hunk of cockmeat!
"Shit, yeah, baby, gimme that head!" the big man groaned, closing his eyes and letting his head fall back.
It was so dirty, obscene, yet Wendy couldn't turn her eyes away. What she and Ms. Burns had done yesterday was nothing better! At least these two were different sexes!
"Shit, yeah, baby, that's good."
Wendy felt herself melting. If only she could trade places with that girl! Oh, if only she could feel a man, a real man doing that to her!