Chapter 7
Jennifer had no trouble locating Carla. Carla Hawkins was an unusual young girl. At the age of twelve she was perhaps even better developed than Jennifer. Even her face looked older. She was as pretty as Jennifer too, equally desirable in every way.
Carla and Jennifer would often spend their evenings together. The pretext was homework but as they were in different grades it wasn't a very practical arrangement. On the other hand, the two girls got along remarkably well and Carla was easy for her friend to influence.
Their topic of discussion was usually sex. Both girls were proud of their bodies and, to tell the truth, had a strong physical attraction to each other that neither had the nerve to admit. So far nothing had happened between them, but it had often come close.
Jennifer went over to Carla's house and the two girls retired to Carla's bedroom as usual. They did their homework briefly and then sat down on the bed to drink sodas and talk about the usual topics. Jennifer looked at her friend and decided that she was ideal for the purpose. Frank would never be able to resist her.
The two girls chatted away like magpies, each glad to have at least one good friend. Jennifer decided to make a complete confession before getting down to business. It would make Carla trust her and whet the younger girl's appetite for experimentation.
"I have something to tell you," she began. "I don't know if I should though. It's really personal."
"Come now," Carla responded already curious. "We're best friends. You know I can keep a secret."
"Well, I lost my virginity. It's as simple as that. It was really great too. I liked it so much."
"What was it like?" Carla asked anxiously. "It hurt a little at first, but after that I didn't mind at all. I had an orgasm and everything, just like we read about in the book you found."
Carla followed up with a million questions, remembering the good times they had had thumbing through the illustrated marriage manual. The book had left little to the imagination and soon formed the basis for all her fantasies about the mysteries of sex.
Jennifer answered everything candidly, wishing to have no secrets from her friend. She exaggerated the pleasant aspects of sex and ignored the painful experiences she had had, not wanting to discourage the malleable little girl. Carla could hardly hear enough of it.
"I wish someone would do that to me," she concluded sadly. "I hate being a virgin."
"Maybe I could help you," Jennifer answered. "Listen, I don't really care about Frank anymore. I'd like to find another boyfriend now, somebody new."
"You mean I should go to him?" Carla asked. "I think I'd be scared. He's so old and mean-looking."
"That's the best way to do it," Jennifer told her. "With an older man. If you go with one of the boys around here I bet he won't even know what to do."
It didn't take a lot to convince Carla to go through with it. After all, she too was horny and dying to get laid. It didn't seem right to do it with her friend's lover but Jennifer honestly seemed not to mind. If that was the case she might as well go through with it.
The girls had to map out their strategy but their will soon overcame all obstacles. It was decided to make a surprise attack. Carla would just show up at his house and try to seduce him. Jennifer couldn't imagine that she could have any difficulties on that score.
The two girls found a pretext to sneak out and Jennifer accompanied her friend almost to the door of Frank's house. She felt slightly jealous about the whole thing but her anger at Frank and her wish to conquer him were enough to outweigh her need for the man.
She kissed Carla goodbye and then went directly home. She knew that she would not get much sleep that night, but would have to wait till she met Carla at school to find anything out. She did drop off eventually, hours after she had gone to bed. By that time her scheme would either have succeeded or failed. She had only to find out.
Carla wasted no time in knocking at Frank Larkin's door. He let her in and tried to remember where he had seen the girl before. She was such a gorgeous little number that he could hardly keep his eyes off her. Carla immediately made up a pretext for her presence.
"Our telephone is broken at home," she began. "I just have to call a friend of mine about school. Can I please use your telephone?"
"Sure thing," Frank replied. "It's right in the bedroom. Close the door behind you."
Carla slipped into the bedroom and considered calling Jennifer to tell her how well things were going. She decided against it after a minute's thought. This was her party and it was about time she started doing things on her own. She dialed a few digits and then pretended to whisper into the telephone for a minute or two.
Carla came back into the living room and sat down without an invitation. Frank got an even better look at her and immediately knew that he was going to fuck her. There was a look in her bottomless black eyes that told him that the luscious piece of ass was hot for him.
He decided that she would be well worth the risk. Things had been going so well for Frank that he could not stop himself anymore. He had to have every young girl he saw, the younger or less developed the better. He wouldn't let himself admit that things were out of his control.
He sat down next to Carla on the couch and wasted no time in putting his hands on her body. She started a conversation in which he engaged with great impatience. Carla found that she was no longer nervous, only horny and curious to see what he would do to her.
Frank inclined his head and kissed the girl passionately, hardly giving her a chance to adjust to things. That was the way he wanted to take her, hard and fast and with no hesitation. He was the hunter again, preparing to destroy his helpless sexual prey.
Carla got to her feet and let him lead her into the bedroom. She stood tall before him and let Frank strip the garments off her body. She knew that he would like what he saw and was not to be disappointed. Frank could hardly believe the evidence of his own eyes.
Carla's body presented an incredible blend of maturity and lack of development. She had a full set of tits, heavy and firm, with large black nipples that began to contract in the evening breeze. The rest of her however, looked more like the body of a normal girl of her age.
There was hardly any hair at all on Carla's cunt. A soft black down managed to hide the outer part of her labia but the inner set gleamed pink and wet and nacreous. Nor was the rest of her body that of an adult female. She was just perfect, the type of girl he had been seeking for years.
Her legs were long and shapely but there was not a hair on them. Nor were her armpits hairy. Her ass was just beginning to develop. Some of it was still baby fat but he could tell how good she would look in a couple of years when her muscles became more firm and shaped.
Those tits were what really got to him, along with the cunt that was halfway between youth and maturity. He had to have her, had to fuck the little angel before she got away from him. He kissed her once again and then led her to his waiting bed.
"This is going to hurt a little," he began, wondering how many times in his life he had used that phrase. "I'll be gentle though. You won't feel a thing."
"I'm not afraid," she answered. "A friend of mine just did it and she told me it was fun."
Luckily for Carla, Frank never made the connection. In truth, his mind had not been working well since he had started fucking Judy as well as Jennifer. His passion was ruling his entire life and there was not a thing he could do to stop himself once he found a girl attractive.
There were a million reasons why Frank should not have fucked Carla. This one was just too young. For all he knew, Frank might do her serious physical injury, which would land him in jail. But all these reasons meant nothing to him. Frank was slave to his needs and barely could make himself acknowledge their existence.
Frank took Carla by the hand and led her directly to his bed. He figured that he might as well give her a taste of cock before fucking her. What the hell, he was dying to get his tongue into that nearly hairless pussy. It was bound to be a satisfying experience.
It would also serve the purpose of relaxing the girl and lubricating her before he shoved his cock in. He took her onto the bed and allowed the girl to sink down onto her side. In that position it would be easy to get something started. Maybe she would even take the hint and start sucking his prick without being told to.
Frank reversed his position and took her legs into his strong hands, spreading the shapely limbs so that her cunt was open and vulnerable. He put his head between her thighs and allowed them to close around it. Now he was ready to work on her.
Frank located her clitoris with little in the way of difficulties. He sucked it all the way into his mouth, taking most of her labia majora with it. He rolled the succulent flesh around in his mouth, tasting the warm sweetness of her virgin juices.
Carla found the sensation strange but not at all frightening. Jennifer had given her such a complete description of sexual procedures that nothing would have come as a surprise to her. So far so good. Maybe it wouldn't hurt her at all when it finally happened.
He sucked the clit. The little organ was abnormally large and equally sensitive. She squirmed and moaned in his embrace until Frank was scared of the noise she was making.
He twisted his body slightly so that his prick was resting right in front of her mouth. He was so much taller than Carla that he had to form a bow with his body in order to meet at all points. He wondered how long it would take her to do what he wanted.
Carla saw the huge swelling organ and decided to do what Jennifer had told her. It looked ugly and threatening and she had to close her eyes before getting herself even to think about swallowing it. This was the first unpleasant facet of sex she had noticed thus Frank pushed forward and the semi-erect penis seemed to part her lips. In no time at all it was firmly embedded in her mouth and Carla discovered with relief that the taste was not at all unpleasant. So far Jennifer's descriptions had been perfectly correct.
Carla sucked on the prick for awhile, until it was fully erect and red from the blood that had poured into it. She opened her eyes and stared right into the tangle of Frank's pubic hair. Things were going awful fast so far but she was able to cope. Still, the big thing had not yet even begun.
Soon the young girl discovered for herself how much fun it was to suck cock. It was like a game at first. All she had to do was vary her motion slightly and he would reward her by getting harder and thicker, shoving it into her mouth with increased violence. Unlike Jennifer, Carla never gagged on the heavy burden.
Frank had by this time rejected her clitoris in favor of Carla's twat. He shoved his tongue into her vulva, parting the labia with his hands. Her twat was incredibly wet and juicy, sweet and delicious as well. He could have gone on like that for hours.
Frank was amazed at the way the girl had learned to suck his cock. It was obvious that she had never done it before but she was showing talent that experience could never develop. The girl was a natural, the hottest little piece of ass he had ever encountered.
For her part, Carla was perfectly content. He was turning her on completely with his long snaky tongue. Her limbs felt warm and relaxed and her cunt itched mightily, in a way that would only be satisfied when she reached her first, long awaited orgasm.
Frank was beyond the point of caring about his partner. He was eating her cunt out as a matter of course, thinking only of the way his cock was going to explode. Then he would be able to have some real fun with her, fucking the ass off the willing gorgeous little slut.
Carla had no idea of what was going on in her lover's mind. He was a strange man, so silent and domineering that he frightened her. Still, it was not to be denied that she was enjoying herself. A sense of pride and accomplishment informed her being.
Frank tried to turn his head to watch her sucking his prick but soon found it to be impossible. He would have to come blind this time but later he would have her suck him off down on her knees, the way he liked to have it done. The thought made him all the more amorous.
He could not hold out much longer, despite a strong desire to do so. This was a golden moment, something that would never come again. So was fucking her, however, and this thought consoled him. There were so many things he would be able to do with her.
Frank thought to himself that he had been coming an awful lot of late. He had never been one of those men who could achieve five or six orgasms in the evening, not until he had met this series of young girls anyhow. Now he felt as if he could go on all night, having an unending series of passionate climaxes.
He shoved his prick in a few more times, moving it faster and faster to the point where even the indomitable Carla began to choke and gag. The sounds of her difficulties only turned him on more, bringing Frank to the point where he could no longer hold back on her.
Frank plunged his prick into her throat again and gave Carla a double shot of hot frothing come. She tried to get the stuff down, having been forewarned of the power and quantity of his semen. She opened her throat wide and tried to get it all.
Carla was reasonably successful, although some of the scum backed up on her and came trickling out of the corner of her mouth. She hardly noticed it however as Frank was continuing to eat out her pussy. She felt too preoccupied even to wipe the stuff away.
Frank licked at her pussy, sometimes drawing the labia into his mouth and at others just plunging his tongue in to the hilt. He would alternate strokes scrupulously all the while, sometimes short and quick, other times long and slow and agonizingly sensual.
He soon realized that the girl was not going to come. She just didn't know what to do with herself it seemed lying there with a puzzled look on her face and scum all over her swelling tits. As long as she had to be taken by storm it was better to do it while fucking her, when he really had the upper hand.
Frank moved his head away from her cunt noticing her moan of disappointment. It was too bad, he told himself. His cock was still rock-hard and ready for action. She would come to like it sooner or later although his patience was not infinite.
"I'm going to fuck you now," he announced. "Like I told you, it'll hurt a little but you look like woman enough to put up with a little pain."
"I can take it," she answered bravely, falling into the trap. "Don't worry about me."
"All right then," Frank smiled. "You just lay there on the bed and let me do all the work. I'll be real nice to you baby. You'll love every minute of it."
"I'm sure I will," she answered, beginning to be afraid. "I'm not afraid of anything anymore."
Frank went to get a jar of vaseline. He returned with his fingers covered in the stuff, waiting to smear it in her little cunt. Carla was tighter than Jennifer had been, but he anticipated little trouble getting into her snatch. She seemed like a girl who would cooperate, who would do anything to get what she wanted.
He rubbed the vaseline carefully into her cunt, smearing it on the clitoris, labia and inside the pussy walls. Her cunt became so slick that he could hardly hold on to it. Then he rubbed some of the stuff into her asshole. It felt nice and anything might happen.
Now she was all ready to be taken. Frank looked down at Carla with his eyes afire with lust. This was going to be the real thing, the culmination of his desires. At last he would overcome his frustrations by taking a girl who was years too young by any criterion but his own.
Carla submitted passively, hoping that he would finish before she lost her nerve altogether. Her body was extremely sensitive to his every touch but the erethism only added fuel to her apprehensions. Still, there was no way she could turn back at that point in the game.
Frank was finally going to take her. He approached her slowly with an unconscious ceremonial dignity. The frightened girl laid flat on her back with her legs parted invitingly. Her cunt gaped open and Frank decided that the time had come for him to make his move.
He mounted the girl directly, draping his large frame over her compact torso. Her tits were crushed under his chest as his prick besieged her pussy. The huge organ slid in a few inches and then came up against the strong barrier of her untouched maidenhead.
Frank leaned all his weight against the girl, trying to achieve entry by main force. It was a strategy doomed to failure and he soon realized that he would have to do it by other more gentle means. He drew back slightly and then began to rotate his prick with a steady motion, intent on enlarging her slit.
Carla found the experience not at all painful. It was stimulating to be hollowed out like that, to have a huge angry prick altering her body to fit its selfish needs. She smiled up at her lover as if to tell him she was willing to tolerate anything for his sake.
Frank decided that it was high time to get all the way into her snatch. He raised his body up and supported it on his flattened palms. His thumbs pressed into her sides as he steadied his body above Carla. In that position he looked as huge as a giant.
Frank put more pressure on his prick, slowly and carefully forcing his way into the breach. His steady efforts were soon rewarded as his prick suddenly shot home, causing a narrow stream of blood to shoot out of her cunt. Carla felt as if she had been split in two and found the pain intense but not intolerable.
Carla turned out to be one of the easiest virgins he had ever cracked. There was that one moment of pain and then she was big enough to take him in with ease. He was able to get the full ten inches of his cock all the way into her on the third stroke.
The windows were closed in the cramped bedroom and the physical exertions of the two lovers soon had the temperature far above the point of comfort. Both their bodies were soon filmed with sweat although it caused neither one a moment of discomfort.
Carla found that there was really nothing that special about losing her virginity. The pain had none of the emotional content for her that it had for Jennifer. It was a simple case of putting up with a little inconvenience for something you wanted badly.
Frank noticed her attitude immediately. Not a tear was to be seen on her pretty face and in truth the girl hardly seemed to be impressed by what he had done to her. It intimidated Frank at first but after awhile he found it easy enough to discount and then ignore.
He had to admit that in another sense it was a pleasure to have a girl who didn't give him a hard time about sex. Her attitude may have been cold-blooded and dispassionate, but at least she didn't hassle him about what he was doing to her precious body.
Her cunt was tight and firm, just the way he liked them. It was easy to run his hands up and down her own sides as he fucked her, caressing her exaggerated curves and thrilling to the electric feel of her soft skin. And Carla, despite her overly rational attitude, was as responsive as she was desirable.
Frank continued to fuck Carla slowly and carefully. There was no need to hurry. The girl had told him that she was free for hours and less than one had passed since her arrival even though the time they had spent together seemed much longer to both of them.
He looked down at her and saw that his prick was covered with blood, even though the flow had stopped. Her labia had parted wide and it was quite easy to get into her. Also, at this point it was obvious that he wasn't hurting her a bit.
Carla felt a stirring in her body and wondered if she was going to achieve an orgasm. Her limbs felt unnaturally warm and loose, as if she no longer had control over her muscles. Also, her mouth was dry and her eyes refused to clarify the hazy scene around her.
Then the feeling of disembodied warmth spread all through her body before slowly centralizing in her cunt. Her clitoris began to feel as if it would explode and her pussy walls could feel every excresence of the big prick that continued to enlarge her channel.
Her cunt began to contract around the thick penis, increasing the friction and bringing her closer to a climax. She began to moan, softly and unconsciously, telling Frank that she was just about there. He smiled down at her and then plunged his cock in to the hilt.
Frank used long probing strokes to turn on the passionate beauty. He was absolutely tireless about slamming his body into her. Soon he managed to push her over the verge and the young sexpot rewarded him with her first orgasm, causing both of them to sigh with relief.
The feel of the actual orgasm came upon Carla quite suddenly. She felt a searing pressure in her cunt and then her juices began to flow out of the again bleeding orifice. She experienced one spasm after another, to the point where she began to wonder if her body would ever subside so that she would be able to rest.
Frank waited until she had finished coming and then forced both his hands under her ass. His hands held her buttocks firmly in place and then his finger wandered into her well lubricated asshole. The vaseline and pussy juice made the passage swift and effortless.
Carla found this an even more pleasant sensation. Now both her holes were filled. She wondered if she should ask Frank to shove his prick into her smaller aperture but decided against it. Ironically, that was the one aspect of fucking that Jennifer neglected to mention.
Frank crushed her against his body, determined to come as quickly as possible. She was such a good fuck however that it was almost impossible. Every time he would approach his orgasm Carla would slow down and decrease the friction, leaving him where he had started.
The simple motivation of pleasure was what initiated her actions. There was nothing at all conscious or willed about her technique. Fucking was for Carla a heuristic experience and she could learn from it in the actual process of getting laid.
Frank was determined to come, but Carla made it impossible. She herself was thinking about another orgasm, sure that she would have it if only he held out for a few minutes longer. If nothing else the force of his orgasm might well be enough to get her off. She would know in a matter of minutes.
Frank was fucking her so hard that it was finally beginning to hurt her. Carla let go at last, plunging her pelvis forward so that he could get into her with ease. Frank responded by shoving his prick all the way into her cunt and finally shooting his load.
As soon as the hot come hit the walls of her pussy, Carla was ready to shoot her own load. She whimpered softly and squeezed the cunt muscles until finally her glands had emptied their juices. She then lay back on the bed totally exhausted.
Carla closed her eyes and was just on the verge of dropping off to sleep when Frank told her that it was time for her to head home. Just as the early part of the evening had passed so slowly, the latter had been proportionally contracted so that two hours had seemed little more than thirty minutes.
"Shit," she announced. "I do have to go, just when I was getting ready for more. Well, I guess we can get together another time."
Frank nodded his head vaguely, not sure if he really did want to see her again. For all her antagonism and bitchiness, Jennifer was a lot easier to manage. He would have to think about getting involved with a strong personality like Carla.
"Take it easy," Carla told him as she finished pulling on her clothing and walked out the door.
Frank watched her go with rather mixed feelings. She had been a terrific lay but something about her distressed him and made him nervous and apprehensive. It was as if her grip on reality was firmer than his own, as if it were she who was controlling their relationship.
Frank sat down in the living room to watch television, knowing that he would not be able to fall asleep for hours. He was tired and confused and disspirited, despite the strong drink he poured down as the set warmed up. Things seemed to be getting very much out of hand.
He thought back on his experiences of the last few weeks and then on his past. Things were falling into place. Just as he was losing control of them, all his actions and feelings were forming a definite pattern. Unfortunately he could do no more than analyze his problems. The time for constructive action was long since past.
Carla's healthy indifference showed him how much a slave he was to his passions. He was getting deeper and deeper into his perversion and the time would come when he would need girls even younger than Carla-would be unable to repress his desires for them.
After that anything might happen. He was bound to get into trouble with the law sooner or later. His luck had been good so far but he could not count on its continuance. There was no way out for him Laneville at least. There was simply too much temptation.
Frank suddenly remembered that his term in Laneville had almost expired. Actually, with the vacation time due him he could leave at almost any time, certainly as early as two days from the present. Everything was in order at the office, so that was no problem.
Maybe a change of scenery would do him good. The shock of being separated from Judy and Jennifer and Carla might turn the trick of pulling him off his fatal course. It was certainly worth a try and he decided to leave by the midnight train of the next evening.
Once his mind was made up Frank found it easier to relax. In the back of his mind he knew that his logic was specious, that a change of venue would do nothing for him in the long run. Still, anything was better than going out of his mind in this town.