Chapter 3
"So, you let him fuck you, hmmmm."
"What?"
Karen wheeled around in the hall, staring in horror at the tall dark-haired girl confronting her. It was Sharon Laughlin, head cheerleader for the school. She was a darkly attractive girl with long black lashes, deep blue eyes and the figure of a mature full-titted woman even though she was only eighteen. Most of the girls knew Sharon had an eye out on Billy Granger. Unfortunately, Karen wasn't one of them.
"I said you let him fuck you. I know. I can tell. The way you swing that sweet little virgin pussy around him now.. . " Sharon's face began to flush, betraying the emotion she usually held so successfully down behind a cold, steely stare of anger.
"Don't," Karen whispered, looking uneasily around them. There were few people in the hall. But Sharon's voice carried, and the young blonde was afraid others would overhear what they said.
"Don't worry. I'm not going to ruin my reputation over a little tramp like you," Sharon said, stiffening and backing away from her. Karen shivered as she felt the older girl's eyes give her the once-over. "I can see why Billy wanted to get you. But now that that's over, I want you to back away. He's my territory now, honey. You can have him when I'm through," Sharon said almost in a hiss, proudly lifting her chin and pushing out her large tits. For a moment Karen thought the girl was going to have a fight with her.
"I don't care. You can have him," she said in a low whisper. At the moment it was true. She was suffering so much from guilt she could care less if Billy came around again or not.
"Good. You know your betters. Just remember my warning," Sharon said triumphantly, turning on her heels and walking away. Karen stood open-mouthed in the hall, not believing she'd heard those words. To think that she could have been involved in a situation like this horrified her! No, she could have Billy for as long as she wanted. Nothing could drive her back into the man's arms.
Wiping away a tear from her eye, Karen lowered her head and started walking back to her locker. It was three-thirty, almost time for her gym class. It would be good for her to work out her anger, guilt and frustration in some exercise routine.
"Hey, Karen, wait up!"
The young blonde froze. It was Billy's voice behind her.
"Leave me alone," Karen said thickly, turning her face away from him and quickening her pace to the locker.
"I tried calling you, but your mother said you were sick," Billy continued, keeping pace with the girl.
"I wasn't feeling well yesterday," Karen said, flashing a meaningful look at Billy, then lowering her eyes modestly again. That was the day after their fuck.
"Hey, I'm sorry. Look, let's cut the last period and talk about it, huh?" Billy said, laying a hand on her shoulder.
Karen felt his fingers burning through the thin material of her white cotton blouse. She couldn't ignore the fact that her pussy was responding like a musical instrument to his touch. She stopped in the middle of the hall, struggling with her emotions. Karen knew she shouldn't go with Billy. Yet something inside her was weakening.
"Okay," she said, smiling a little.
Billy responded, taking her by the hand and leading her out the back door. They strolled through the broad athletic field, watching the football team working out on practice dummies while the coach shouted angrily at his men.
"I've been chosen for the team today," Billy said, shading his eyes with his free hand and watching his team members play.
"Shouldn't you be out on the field then?"
Karen asked.
'This is more important," Billy said, guiding her off the field to a large grove of trees that separated the school grounds from personal residences behind them. Karen felt her pussy flutter with excited expectation. It was in the mid-afternoon. And yet something told her Billy was going to try something. Would she let him? It was so dangerous here. Someone could walk through and spot them.
"Hey, look, I'm sorry if I hurt you," Billy began after they both laid their books down and sat next to one another by a tall fern. The afternoon sunlight filtered through the leaves above. In the background the sounds of the practicing team drifted lazily through the air.
"No. Well, I kind of enjoyed it," Karen said sheepishly, biting down on her lip and flushing. She glanced at Billy, then giggled. She could see he did too.
"We could get together again, huh? I mean, you could sort of be my girl," Billy said hesitatingly, reaching over and sliding his hand around Karen's small waist.
The young blonde sighed, leaning heavily against Billy. She felt herself floating up from the grove of trees, over the playing field, over Little Rock as the big football player reached over and started toying with her buttons.
"Billy, don't.. . , " Karen started to say as the first three buttons were unfastened. But she felt her nipples stiffening, tightening up and scratching painfully against the confines of her bra. His hand kept roaming around the inside of her blouse, squeezing the cupped titties, milking the spongy flesh. Karen wished she could slip off her clothes and feel Billy on top of her-just like last night. God only knows, it wouldn't do her any more harm. She'd already had her cherry busted.
"Ahhh, baby," Billy moaned, sliding his legs over hers and pinning the girl gently down against the ground. Karen felt her pussy get hot and lush as the big young man moved his hands down from her titties to her asscheeks. She began to feel her body melt. That lush hotness extending down from her belly to the swollen cuntlips was driving her crazy. Her titty tips were so sensitive with swollen tissues and raw nerve-endings the girl almost begged Billy to tear off her bra. But she couldn't. Not here, not especially with Sharon's ominous warning ringing still in her ears.
"Please don't. Let's try to go somewhere else," Karen panted out.
"Oh honey. Don't do this to me. God, I've got to have you right now."
Karen peered down and saw Billy had already pulled his cock out. In the broad daylight it looked even bigger than she'd remembered it. How had she managed to take that in her cunny without screaming?
"Don't. Put it back. Oh God, no. What if someone decides to come in here. Oh God, Oh God Billy, put it back in," the girl pleaded in a small voice.
But Billy was too worked up. He moved her hand as he'd done before down to his cock. Karen felt her fingers wrap around Billy's prick. She could feel the hot flesh throbbing under her touch. Thick streams of cum oozed out of his piss-slit and slicked down her fingers. She was having the same reaction to that touch she had several nights ago when Billy Granger stripped her of her innocence. And now he was going to do the same thing-but this time, it was almost public!
Karen twisted her head around and peered over Billy's shoulders. No one was even near the grove. Through the thick bushes she could see some of the players running through the field, still shouting and calling to one another.
Laying back the girl squeezed Billy's prick a second time. Her hand jacked up and down, pulling the flexible outer covering over the steely inner core.
"Yeah, yeah, get on it," Billy said thickly. He was still crouched over her. Then he moved around, pulling her up and over his legs as he wiggled his Levi's down to his knees. Karen was on top of him now, her legs spread apart and her knees pressed hard against his thick thighs. "I wanna see you take that cock in your mouth. Get down on it baby and give me some head."
Karen blushed at the words. No one had ever talked to her like that. Watching Billy under her was like watching some stranger giving her orders. When he was worked up this way he lost all his innocence and shyness and became half an animal. And yet the young blonde responded well to this metamorphosis. She dropped her head to his crotch, smelling the thick, sourish odor of his sweaty crotch. That aroma triggered her into heat. The slippery hot tissues of her cunt cramped into tiny knots of lust. She spread her legs, pushing Billy's knees apart. Karen brushed back her hair while she opened her mouth and closed her eyes. She felt a shock of terror and delight creeping over her at the same time. There was something deliciously wicked about doing what she was about to do. To think of her, Karen Sharrod, about to take a man's cock in her mouth and suck on it!
Slowly she sank until her face was almost touching the fat, red rod. Billy held the dick root with one hand while he fully opened Karen's blouse and began fumbling with her bra strap. He watched her closely, his eyes glazing over with lust as she opened her mouth and formed her full lips into an O.
"AHHHH!" Billy sighed, closing his eyes and gasping in a lungful of air. Karen felt his slick cockhead touching her lips, then sliding in and bumping against her front teeth. The girl opened her mouth wider and sank down further. Billy's cock pushed in, gliding over her tongue, touching the sides of her cheeks, gliding in deeper and deeper until the pulsing head brushed against the back of her throat.
At that moment Karen's bra clasp came unfastened and her halter tumbled off to the ground. Her titties spilled out, hanging like two firm red-tipped sacs from her chest. Billy reached forward with one hand and toyed with her boob.
Karen moaned, feeling his hot flesh brush over her tongue. His big cock was filling her mouth. The thick, salty, bleachy-tasting cum bubbled out of his cockhead into her mouth. Karen swallowed hard as her tongue and throat were coated with a thick film of cum.
"Ohhh fuck baby. Give me that head!" Billy groaned, twisting his hips back and forth and making his prick rotate around in Karen's mouth.
The blonde felt Billy's rod brush over the insides of her cheeks, making them puff out as if she were blowing up an inner tube. Her tongue began to work on the inside, flicking at the football player's cock. It teased the sensitive underside of his fat rod, flicking up under the scar just under his prickhead, then retreating back to caress the pulsing vein that ran along the side of his prong.
"Suck me off. Jeeeeesus, Karen. Suck me," Billy begged in a hoarse whisper.
Karen responded by wrapping both hands around his hips and pulling herself tightly against him. He was fucking her in the mouth-really fucking her in the mouth, twisting and hunching his hips up and driving his pole in and out of her throat.
Karen felt Billy's strong leg muscles catch her tightly in their grasp. The two of them rocked back and forth until the girl began to gag for breath. She pawed desperately at the young man, crying out as best she could.
Reluctantly Billy let her go. Karen let her head slide up until the bulge of his prick disappeared from her throat. She sucked in air through her nose, still keeping his prick lodged in her mouth. Her tongue still lashed over it. She licked, tasted, sucked at the big prong while Billy moved his hairy ass on the ground.
"Ohh, you've got beautiful titties," Billy said. He was still playing with her boobs. She moved up slightly, lifting up her titties and settling them into his hands. It was a silent plea to have them caressed and rubbed.
"UNNNGHFFF!" Karen groaned as she felt him increase the pressure on her nipples. She could feel the hard, throbbing titty ends being crushed like nuts until the soft flow of agony started to vibrate through her entire body.
"Shit, goddamn!" Billy groaned, flopping down onto the ground. He was feeding her his dick meat crazily now, clawing at the grass, tearing it up by the roots while he slapped his ass hard against the ground. Karen could see he was going to cum soon. She could feel that cock ballooning up in her mouth. Reaching down between her legs the young blonde pushed her trembling small fingers up into her hot, swampy slit. God, she had no idea she was that hot. She could feel her cunny hairs dripping with her thick fuck oil. She could feel her twat lips unsticking as she pushed her hands up, spread them apart, and caressed the slick inner folds of her snatch.
"Ummmmm, yeah, yeah, yeah," Billy groaned, twisting his hips again and stirring his cock like a spoon in her mouth. "Feel my balls, baby."
Obediently Karen let her free hand wander down below Billy's fat prick root. She felt those fat nuts with the back of her palm. They were rising, pushing steadily against the big boy's cock. Gently the girl rolled them together, caressing them with her fingertips while she bobbed her head up and down on the fat cock rod.
"Oh fuck. I could go all night with you. Jesus, we should've gone somewhere else where I could really get into you. Jesus, Karen, Jesus!" Billy groaned, throwing his head back down hard against the ground and groaning.
Karen squeezed her clitty, ready to cum herself. Neither noticed a subtle movement in the bushes to their right. At the peak of their mutual cum, Billy and Karen were being closely observed by a pair of glittering dark eyes.