Chapter 3
Shirley was afterwards to remember the next two days as the most hectic in her life. Nothing went wrong-in fact, everything worked on schedule., But there was so much to be done! George Weaver and his son, Dinky, arrived on Saturday afternoon after Mabel Jameson and the four truck drivers had gone on their various ways. Only Tom Sanders and Dan Hallbrook remained, and Shirley had decided to leave them in the rooms she had originally assigned to them.
But as she flew around making beds, washing mirrors and lining bureau drawers, she still had the problem to settle of just where Dinky and George would be placed. George had been generous offering to share a room with his small son. But the smaller bedroom upstairs seemed ideal for the child, and there was a connecting door to the father's room. After Shirley had finished making the beds she went up to the attic and, a little shamefaced, unearthed a limp Teddy bear from her own trunk of childhood toys. When she had made up Dinky's bed, she arranged the bear in a comfortable position with his head on the pillow and his arms outstretched.
"It's up to you to welcome that child into an adult world," she admonished the bear. "I know there isn't much we can do to make a small boy of five feel at home, but at least we can try."
All the new boarders were most satisfactory in coming up with cash in advance for their room and board. Aunt Jenny had gracefully withdrawn from the circle of commercialism and already had told Shirley that all the details of collecting money, readying the rooms, and shopping were to be entirely in her department. To Shirley's surprise, she had even apologized for her comments on the lack of paper napkins.
"I am sure you must realize that I was quite upset," Aunt Jenny explained. "There never has been a time when the Winsted family was reduced to taking in roomers and accepting cash for a gesture of hospitality which we enjoyed extending. But, my dear, you know that you are the only one whom I would trust to carry through this obligation with charm and dignity. You will not let me down. Nor will you be lacking in consideration for our paying guests."
That had been one incident in a crowded weekend. There was another most unexpected one. Shirley's heart went out to the puny child whom George introduced proudly as "my son, Dinky." The boy's topcoat was apparently a hand-me-down from an older child in the village of Burrbridge, and the plain cap, of which he seemed very proud, all but covered his ears. His expression as he looked at Shirley's, while it mirrored the pale blue stare of George's round eyes, had a sharpness that was far beyond his years. He seemed to be daring Shirley to laugh at him or to accept him on anything less than his own terms.
But when he was brought into the living room, he was taken off guard. He had spoken politely and had removed the overlarge cap from a thatch of sandy hair. He glanced indifferently around at the crowded mid-Victorian living room, and then all at once he came alive.
"Are they dawgs?" he demanded, pointing at a pair of Staffordshire dogs that were Aunt Jenny's prized possession.
"They are very special dogs," Shirley explained as she knelt to unbutton the topcoat on the small limp figure of the boy. "Years ago there was a king of England who had long black curls and who was very fond of spaniel dogs. He had them by the dozens," Shirley said, hoping that her history was at least close to the mark. "Because the king liked the dogs so much, the men who made fine china glorified them in these little statues and gave every one of the dogs a golden chain, just like the ones these dogs wear."
"Can I have one?" Dinky asked. "I always wanted a dog, all-over spots like these."
Shirley finished removing the topcoat and said, as severely as she could in the face of the longing in the child's eyes, that these were not dogs to be played with but, were, instead, prized ornaments. That was why they were placed on the mantelpiece, she continued. And then, in retrospect, the scene faded from her mind.
The next morning Shirley decided to take care of a couple of necessary chores as soon as she got out of bed. She didn't even want to get dressed, but she thought she should exhibit some modesty with strangers in the house. But when she looked out the window and saw Tom heading for the truck, she figured both men were outside ready to leave. So, grabbing up some fresh towels, sheets, and pillow cases, Shirley hustled to the truck drivers' room to get that chore over with first.
"Certainly hope they don't decide to return to the room for anything," the pretty, dark-haired girl giggled to herself. "What will they think of me if they see me running around in this outfit?"
What the truck drivers would think would most likely put the house into the same condition the Jameson place had been-on fire. Shirley was quite a delectable sight in her thin blue nightgown that descended only to mid-thigh. She'd had the garment for several years, and now the upper part barely contained her ample adult breasts. But she'd never had the heart to discard her favorite nightgown.
"What the heck," she said gaily. "By the time anybody sees me I'll be fully dressed."
As she went about changing the beds, the young girl was unaware that she was very wrong. She had been mistaken that both truck drivers were outside preparing to leave-Tom had gone out first to check over the rig while Dan was in the shower. Now the young man emerged from the bathroom unnoticed by the occupied Shirley.
My heavens! Dan gasped inwardly. Now that's an eye-opening sight to come across in the morning ... and to come on!
Amusement at his little pun soon gave way to frank admiration as he gazed at the voluptuous Shirley. With the bright sunlight streaming in the window, the young girl's thin nightgown appeared to be transparent; Dan had no difficulty observing the shapely contours of her healthy, well proportioned body. Her long dark hair whipped about her head as she vigorously worked on the beds.
"Man, my eyes are going to pop out and roll around the floor like basketballs!" the trucker breathed.
His breath caught in his throat as Shirley bent over to tuck a sheet in. The hem of her sheer garment rose up-until her ass crack and a tuft of dark pubic hair were completely exposed! Dan's bulging eyes roamed over the girl's very long, smooth legs, then back up to the erotic view of dark crevice between the two creamy mounds of her ass.
"Oh boy," he muttered, "my eyes aren't the only thing that's bulging!"
Sure enough, when the handsome young man glanced down, he saw that his large member was throbbing against the white towel he'd draped about his waist. Its potent pulsations sent streams of fire through his loins. He advanced into the room but Shirley still didn't notice him.
"God, she's beautiful!" he whispered in awe.
The luscious brunette was now at the other side of the bed, and as she bent over her nightgown barely managed to retain her large, white breasts. Dan could see the edges of her red nipples as creamy tit-meat poured out of the garment. His breathing grew labored, and the hoarse sound finally caught Shirley's attention.
"Oh!" she said, startled. She came around the bed. "I ... thought you had gone, Dan."
"Maybe I'm not going," he said huskily, "but in a minute you're going to see me coming!"
Shirley gasped as she got the gist of his statement. Her pretty eyes dropped, then widened as she saw the large bulge beneath his towel. A pink flush spread across her freckled chest and up her neck.
"My goodness, you're ... so big!" she exclaimed.
"Maybe even bigger than you think." The trucker grinned mischievously. "Here, take a full view!"
With that, Dan released the constraining towel and it fluttered to the floor. Shirley gasped loudly as his long, thick phallus was exposed to her sight. It jutted out from between his hairy balls like a missile ready for launching.
"So what do you think?" Dan teased.
"I ... I think it's the biggest ... prick ... I've ever seen!" Shirley cried. "Dan, we shouldn't ... be like this. After all ... I don't have much on."
"I sure noticed that, honey." Then the handsome trucker put on a glum expression. "I guess I'd better go cover myself ... if you don't want some."
"Wait, don't be so hasty!"
Shirley's exclamation startled her. She couldn't believe she could be so brazen. Yet, despite her inhibitions, she found herself advancing on the smiling young man, her wide eyes fixed on his jerking, red rod. Her mouth watered and she had a very perverse thought.
"I ... want to kiss it, Dan," she murmured. "Can I touch it with my lips?"
"Sure, darling ... it's all yours!" He spread his legs and placed his hands on his hips. "Have you ever sucked cock before?"
"N-no," the young girl stammered. "I don't know how ... and yours is so huge!"
"Just get on your knees and lick it, Shirley," Dan advised. "I'm sure you'll do fine." When the brunette hesitated, he added, "If you're a good girl, I'll lick your pussy. You ever get eaten out before?"
"Golly, no!" Shirley was shocked at the depraved thought.
Yet shocked as she was, she felt her cunt warming and moistening, and the prospect of having a man's tongue licking her made her shiver with desire. Casting her inhibitions aside, the young girl decided to see what it was like to kiss a man's dick ... then she would accept the reward of having his mouth kissing her twat.
She dropped to her knees before the throbbing altar of his potent manhood. "Please, Dan," she whimpered, "don't ... shoot your juice in my mouth ... I don't know if I could take it all in."
"Don't worry, honey," he replied hoarsely. "After I lick your cunt, I'll stick this pole in and fill your pussy up with my big wad of cum!"
Shirley moaned at the idea. To have him try to push that big tool in her ... impossible! Yet the prospect thrilled her and sent sharp jolts of need throughout her womb. She decided there was no harm in seeing what they could do together.
"Is this the way, Dan? she cooed.
After licking her full, red lips, Shirley kissed the warm, bulging flesh of the big trucker's cockhead. It surged and poked into her cheeks. She had to reach up and grab his purple-veined shaft to keep it steady. She discovered that she wanted to lick his throbbing phallus ... so she flicked her tongue out and bathed the length of his long staff with glistening saliva. After thus lubricating it, she was able to move her hand back and forth along it in smooth strokes.
"Jesus, baby ... that's the way!" Dan yelled. "Now put your lips around it ... take my dick into your mouth and suck on it!"
Encouraged by his husky ejaculations, the frisky brunette did as he instructed. Holding his lurching tool steady, her wet lips reached out and grasped his hard cockhead. Her tongue rolled around the edge of it, rimming the burning member and causing a steady dribble of warm pre-cum to emanate from the rock-hard tip. She wanted that juice, so tentatively she began to suck, her lips clamping securely. The lovely, dark-haired girl enjoyed the way his warm juice was drawn into her mouth and flowed down her throat.
"Holy fucking Christ, Shirley!" Dan howled. "You're a dick-sucking expert already!"
"Beginner's luck, I guess," the young girl laughed.
There wasn't time for further conversation. Shirley was caught by surprise as Dan grabbed onto her head, and with a quick motion of his hips he plunged every inch of his large, rigid pecker into her startled mouth. Shirley couldn't believe what was happening as inch after burning inch passed between her drooling lips into her orifice. A moment later, Dan's dribbling tip banged up against the back of her throat.
"Way to go, baby!" Dan groaned. "You manage to eat all of my big wong!"
Shirley's eyes were closed, so to convince herself that this was true her lips reached out and came into contact with the hard, throbbing flesh of the trucker's balls. Curly pubic hair tickled her nose. Suddenly, the young girl felt very proud that she could satisfy a man like this. In her joy, she clamped her feasting mouth hard around his embedded tool and began to suck the entire length of it.
"Go, Shirley ... Go!" Dan yelled.
And she went, furiously sucking his pulsing member. Her hands reached up to massage his hairy nuts, and she thought she could feel the rapidly swirling man-juice concealed within. Her smooth cheeks formed inverted half-circles and her breath spluttered as she blew the excited trucker.
"Jesus ... girl ... you're doing it ... to me!" Dan screamed.
He again grabbed a firm hold of her head. He began to move his hips back and forth, withdrawing and implanting his large phallus in rapidly quickening thrusts. Shirley scarcely believed her new-found ability as her warm, wet mouth repeatedly ate up all the prick the trucker had to offer.
I didn't know it could be so good! she moaned inwardly. J didn't know it was so exciting to get my mouth fucked ... I think I want him to come in me after all!
Thus resolved, she temporarily pushed Dan's rod out and looked up at him with glazed eyes. "Dan ... I've changed my mind ... shoot your juice in me ... please!"
"All right!" the trucker howled. "And you're going to get my load very soon, too!"
Thrilled at the prospect, Shirley again closed her lips around his surging prick and Dan fed all of it in. Only a few seconds later, his hips began to buck out of control and the young girl's mouth was battered by wildly lurching prick.
"God, honey ... here I ... ohhh ... Aaaarrrghgh!!!"
With that shout, Dan released his boiling, pent-up jism. It shot through his shaft and forcefully streamed into the sucking brunette's face. Shirley swallowed as fast as she could, loving the taste of white-hot cum as it went down her throat, but she couldn't keep up with the large amount. It spilled out over her lips and coursed down her chin, forming wide pools of warm wetness on her nightgown.
"Ohhhh ... too much," Dan groaned. He withdrew his softening spear and staggered back.
But Shirley wasn't finished. The urgent need of her pussy cried out for attention. She stood up and drew off her nightgown. She led the moaning trucker to the bed. She stretched herself out on it and spread her long legs.
"Now do what you said, Dan!" she screamed. Her pretty face had become a contorted mask of lust. "Lick my pussy ... I want to see what it's like to get eaten out!"
"You got it, honey!" the handsome trucker cried. He couldn't believe what a frenzied wildcat the demure girl had become. "It'll be better than you ever dreamed!"
He fell to his knees and placed his head between her soft, shuddering thighs. His tongue reached out, and at its first touch of her hot, dripping slit Shirley knew the trucker had spoken the absolute truth. Electric shocks of intense pleasure singed all her nerve endings. She couldn't prevent shrill whimpers of delight from escaping. She flung her long legs around the trucker's back and urged his tongue farther inward.
"Do it, Dan!" she shrieked. "Do it to mmmeeeee!"
Urged on by her evident need, Dan pushed his mouth into the young girl's drenched hole and snaked his tongue between clenched cunt walls to the burning inner recesses of her cascading womb. The horny brunette writhed on the bed and her fingers raced through his hair.
"Oh God, it feels ... so good!" she crooned hysterically. "Can't hold back ... Ooooh!"
Sure enough, Shirley felt a tidal wave of blazing pressure building in her loins. Her entire being seemed to concentrate on the breaking point she was rapidly approaching. Dan's tongue worked vigorously, plunging repeatedly into her twat until she thought she would shatter into fragments. A screaming howl came from her throat, signaling to the world the roaring climax that was taking hold of her.
"Eeeeaaahhhhh! Oh my God ... Dan! Can't hold...." Suddenly her back arched, her swollen tits pointing at the ceiling, and she achieved her release. "Ahhh ... Aaaaiieeeee!!!!!"
Her body bucked wildly as wave after wave of red-misted orgasm swept through her young body. Dan held on for dear life as the girl convulsed out of control, wheezing moans escaping her lips.
Some time later, Shirley's frantic gyrations subsided and she collapsed onto the perspiration-soaked mattress.
Dan stood up and laughed. "I think you'll have to make this bed all over again."
"Ohhh ... it was worth it," Shirley moaned.