Chapter 5

Unable to locate either part of her bikini, Stacy surfaced and looked around. She saw that Ricky and Vic had hustled all the other boys out of the pool area. Ricky was swimming toward her and Vic was standing in front of the door as though guarding it.

"Thanks for helping out," she called to Ricky, covering her breasts with her hands as he came closer. "I do seem to have a habit of appearing in the altogether, don't I?"

"This was no accident," Ricky said. "Somebody deliberately untied your strings."

"Oh, really? Why would anyone do a thing like that? I do wish one of you would bring me a robe or a big towel or something."

"Vic will get you one as soon as he's sure none of those other dudes are sneaking peeks."

"Oh, Ricky, they wouldn't do that, would they?" she asked as he came closer and closer in the water. "They all seem to respect me so."

"Oh, they do, they do," Ricky assured her. "We all respect you and we'll keep on respecting you no matter what happens, but gosh, Stacy, you do have an awfully beautiful body."

"Why, thank you, Ricky. That's very nice to hear. You know, when a woman gets to be my age, she-" she stopped as he reached for her with both hands. "Ricky, what is it? You've got the oddest look in your eyes. What are you going to do?"

"We'll go right on respecting you, Stacy, no matter what happens," he repeated as his hands fastened on her shoulders and he began to pull her toward him through the water.

"Ricky! Ricky, please! You're frightening me!" She struggled to resist but it did no good, and suddenly his lean, hard body was pressed against the softness of hers. Her breasts were being flattened on his chest and her belly molded to his. She felt his thighs against hers and then felt something else that turned her eyes to saucers-the long, thick shaft of his erect penis.

"Ricky, you're naked!" Stacy gasped.

"So are you," he said. 'That makes it nice, doesn't it, because you can feel my cock better this way."

"Ricky...I think you have misunderstood my position or-"

"No, you're the one who misunderstood, doll. If you thought you were going to get away with strutting that gorgeous flesh of yours around and giving us all hard-ons without anything happening, you really misunderstood."

"No, that wasn't my intention at all. I never for a minute-" She gasped again as she felt the hardness of his shaft rubbing up and down over the soft mound of her womanhood, felt it forcing the lips of her pussy open, felt it demanding entrance.

"Yeah, I know, I know," Rick said, hands on her breasts, fingers caressing her peaking nipples and his mouth against the side of her throat burning kisses from her earlobe to her shoulder., "Please...no...I can't," she moaned, trying to push him away, but finding her strength had suddenly drained away. "I can't let you do this."

"You've got to, Stacy," he whispered in her ear. "You know you've got to. You have no choice, do you?"

"But I have! You can't do this to me...you've no right...Oh, God!" The super-hardness of his youthful cock was like a battering ram against the portals of her sacred vault, and she could feel a wetness there that didn't come from the water of the pool. What was the matter with her? Why was she so weak and unable to tear herself out of his grasp? She had to resist. This was an impossible position for someone of her stature to be put in. A person of her intellectual level couldn't permit herself to be raped by a mere boy.

Desperately she tried to struggle away and they both went under water. He wouldn't let her loose no matter how she twisted and turned. By the time they came to the surface again, the feel of his body, most especially his jutting young cock, was making her feel hot and limp all over.

"You know you're going to do it, Stacy...you know you want to do it. Open up your thighs, beautiful, and let me in."

She shook her head but his mouth was on hers and his tongue was forcing its way into her mouth. They were only in about five feet of water now and his hands left her breasts and moved down her sides, coming to rest finally under the lower curve of her buttocks to hold her tight against him.

"Open up, Stacy, open wide," he whispered as he released her bruised mouth. "You want to be fucked and you're going to get fucked."

"No, no, I can't...I can't," she all but sobbed, feeling his fingers digging into the fleshiness of her buttocks as he lifted her upward and forced her legs apart with his thighs, exposing her secret flesh and making it fully accessible to his carnal attack.

Ricky planted his feet firmly on the bottom of the pool and lifted her higher, then brought her in toward his rearing manhood until the bulging glans found the tender flesh of her unprotected pussy and began to force its way in.

"No, no, no," Stacy protested weakly. She wanted to fight, wanted to scream for help, but discovered she could only whimper. "How can you do this to me? You have no right to..."

"I've got all the right in the world, Stacy," he told her, pulling her closer with slow but relentless pressure. "I've got the right because you want it this way. You want my cock all the way up inside you. You want me to fuck you."

"No, no," she said, hitting weakly at his arms and shoulders. How could he say such a thing? She hadn't given one thought to having sex with him or anybody else, not one thought. She was much too busy with important things to waste time and energy on such foolishness.

"You want it, Stacy. Don't let silly repressions make you pretend you don't. You've never really let yourself have what you want, have you? You want a big fat cock that will fill your cunt to the brim and now you're going to have it. Let it penetrate, Stacy, let it sink all the way in and fill you, let it stretch you beyond your wildest dreams. And I'll make it happen time after time. A dude my age can keep fucking half the night and that's what you've always wanted, isn't it?"

"No, no, no. Please don't go any deeper...you're hurting me."

"Nonsense," he said, backing her up against the wall of the pool so she couldn't pull back at all. "You're not really that tight. You're not a young girl and you're not a virgin so quit kidding yourself. You can take a lot of man if you want to and baby, I'm going to make you want to."

"Don't...no...oh God!" She closed her eyes so she couldn't see the knowing, grinning face so close to hers, couldn't see their naked bodies entwined so shamefully in the clear water. Her whole body was trembling and she felt so weak she would have sunk to the bottom like a stone if she hadn't been pinned so tightly against the side of the pool.

He was in deeper now and her tender flesh was yielding to the insistent invasion. Her mind rejected what was happening, said she couldn't stand it, said that he was too big, that all men were too big, but her body was accepting the bigness and accommodating itself to meet any further demands.

She couldn't understand how her sheath could expand to hold all the hot male flesh that was pushing into it, was afraid it would suddenly reach the end of its elasticity and tear. She would bleed. Maybe she was already bleeding. Maybe that hot wet feeling was blood pouring out into the water.

Stacy opened her eyes and looked. No blood. Only the endless iron hard man meat screwing in deeper and holding her impaled like a butterfly on a pin. Her eyes glazed over and her mouth fell open and her unbelieving mind refused to acknowledge the fact that her legs were raising and tightening around the youth's lower body, that her hands stroked up and down his back and her buttocks were beginning to roll sensuously in the water. Her breasts felt tingly and swollen and her belly rubbed hotly against his.

"That's a girl. That's what I saw in you all the time.

You're a cock-hungry bitch under all that show of selfless devotion to juvenile delinquents. You like hard cock and you're going to get hard cock. You're gonna get so much you won't know what to do with it all You're gonna get it in your cunt, you're gonna get it in your mouth, you're gonna get it in your ass, and if we can figure out any other places, you'll get it there too."

Stacy squealed as he rammed in harder and hit bottom. She was sure he was going to drive right on through into her womb and destroy her completely. But then the thick pole was pulling out, dragging achingly along her sensitive inner flesh and then thrusting back in with a force that slammed her buttocks hard against the cold tile of the pool.

She moaned and her thighs rubbed along his flanks while her pubic area started to rotate and grind in response to his thrusts.

That's it, you cock-lovin' bitch, fuck! Shake that ass of yours and show me how you can fuck!" Ricky snarled. "You want more? You'll get more!"

That burning ram was moving in and out of her now in a steady rhythmic beat, turning her insides to fire. She could feel it sliding along the full length of her slit, rubbing and exciting her swollen clit while she mentally deplored the whole thing.

There was something wrong with her body. She was being raped, but her body didn't recognize that fact. There was a flooding of hot woman juice to lubricate the violated passageway and her vaginal muscles were flexing and tightening to squeeze and savor the skewering rod that tormented her.

"You like that cock, don't you, baby?" He had forced her head back against the coping and was talking with his mouth against hers. Tell me you like it, Stacy. Beg me to give you more cock."

"No, no...don't...let me go...stop," she choked, but her pelvis was thrusting forward to miss none of the flaming pleasure it craved.

"Yeah, you love it all right. Your cunt is begging for it, begging so hard I'm gonna give it all to you in one big slam."

He pulled almost completely out of her in spite of her involuntary whimper of protest and then slammed back in so violently that she thought she was going to faint. Instead, her pulsating pussy spasmed and oozed fresh juice while it sucked at his cock like a greedy vacuum. She felt his stiff shaft jerk and knew he was coming too, filling her with the steaming lava of his jism.

For a few moments longer she bounced and thrust against his softening cock. She had come but still felt an aching need to have him thrusting in and out of her, to have him conquer her totally. If anyone had asked her she would have said she had been raped, that she had resisted her attacker with all her strength, but even now her body was crying for more and deeper penetration.

"Okay, that's it for a little while," Ricky said, pulling away from her. "You're a real animal once you get started. Don't worry, you'll get more. You'll get it real quick but first let's get out of this damn water."

"What?" Stacy's blue eyes were still glazed and her mouth slack with lust. She looked around as though she didn't know where she was or how she got there.

"Get out of the water and get your robe on," Ricky ordered. "We're going back to your office. I have some interesting things I want you to do."

"I don't understand...what do you mean?" Stacy seemed to be coming out of a stupor, but her body was still on fire with a need she didn't know existed, a need she didn't recognize even now that it had come to the fore so strongly.

"Come on, bitch! Get out of the pool and put your robe onl You don't want to walk through the halls like that, do you? I'm not ready for the rest of the dudes to see you naked yet, although I imagine that secretly you've always wanted to parade that blonde cunt in front of a roomful of guys."

Stacy shook her head to clear it "Don't talk to me like that That isn't true. I've never-"

"Save your breath! You're gonna need it later on."

She let him help her out of the pool but stopped short as she realized that Vic was still leaning against the closed door leering at her.

"Please, Ricky, get me a towel or something," she said and tried to cover herself with her hands.

Ricky's laugh was short and ugly as he dragged her hands away and turned her fully toward Vic. "You're gonna be fuckin' and suckin' him pretty quick so what's the difference if he sees the merchandise now. Come on over here, Vic, and take a good look at this stuff."

Too shocked even to speak, she permitted Ricky to pull her toward the dark-haired youth and turn her around and around in front of him as though she were a prime piece of beef before a butcher.

"Look, Vic. Look at these boobs. Ever see anything so firm in your life? Look at those big pointy nipples. Here, put your hands underneath and feel how heavy her tits are."

Vic's hands were shaking and the front of his shorts was bulging out as he stepped closer and cupped his hands under the creamy cones. Stacy could feel his sweaty, trembling fingers curling around her flesh and she cringed inside even though her skin tingled at the touch. There was a fresh trickle of warmth in the crevice between her thighs. A whiff of a strong pungent aroma reached her nostrils and she wondered what it was until she suddenly realized it was coming from her vagina, the musk of a woman in heat.

"Jeez, they're big!" Vic said, squeezing the ripe globes. "And so solid and yet soft! Oh, man, I think I'm gonna cream my pants again."

"Don't!" Ricky ordered. "Save it! It won't be long until you can cream right into her pussy. Can't you see how hot she's getting?"

"Don't say things like that," Stacy said, but made no move to stop the exploring fingers. Her breath hissed through her lips in excited gusts and she couldn't stop it and she couldn't understand it. Why did she feel this way?

"But just look for now," Ricky said to his friend. He turned Stacy around again as though she were a puppet and his hands held the strings. "Look at that sexy ass, will you? Ain't that the most fuckable ass you ever saw in your life?"

"She's beautiful, Ricky," Vic said in an awed tone. "So tall and lady-like and cool and untouchable."

"Oh, she's touchable," Ricky snickered, "She's real touchable. Go ahead, touch her anywhere you want"

"Anywhere?" Vic was so excited he could hardly talk. Stacy felt his fingers trailing down her spine and across the top of her buttocks, stroking down each outward curve to the base and then passing lightly up through the deep chasm between the mounds. She felt them slide down to the backs of her legs and slither onto the doeskin softness of her inner thighs.

"Turn it around and spread your legs!" Ricky commanded. "Let the man get a good look at your hot pink cunt!"

The tone of ownership enraged Stacy. She wouldn't do any such thing! She was going to get out of here and when she did, Mr. Ricky Benson was going to find himself in a lot of trouble.

To her own surprise, Stacy found herself turning docilely to face Vic and opening her thighs to let him see the golden glory of her pubic hair with the plump-lipped slit beneath it.

"Oh, man, look at that!" Vic said huskily and dropped to one knee. "I never saw a woman so close up before. Even the girls I fucked never let me look this much. I never seen nothin' like it. You know I came just from lookin' at you, Mrs. Norris, early today back in your office? Ifs the truth. I looked at you and I smelled you and I shot my wad. Ain't that something?"

"Open it up and show him the rest, Stacy!" Ricky commanded.

As though in a trance, Stacy reached down with both hands, parted the blonde hair with her fingers and grasped the slippery vaginal lips to pull them open. Without being told, she leaned over backwards and thrust her pelvis forward almost into the face of the pop-eyed boy.

"Ain't that something, Vic? Ain't that about the most fabulous gash you ever saw?"

"Yeah, yeah," Vic almost choked getting the words out

"Look as much as you like, old buddy. Stick your nose in it if you want but hurry it up. We got to get back to Stacy's office before the rest of the gang come looking for us. We're not ready for a gang-bang yet"

Vic was leaning forward, staring at the pulpy red beauty, and Stacy could feel his breath stirring her pubic hair. She shivered at the way the warm gusts of air were making her feel.

"Oh, God! Can I fuck her, Rick? Can I fuck her right now?" Vic's voice sounded as though he were in torment.

"No! There's no time. We got to get out of here, I told you."

"But I can't stand it, Rick. My dong is hurting so bad it's killing me. I can't stand it. I'll go crazy." He lurched to his feet in obvious distress.

"Okay, okay," Rick growled and grabbed Stacy by the arm. "You...whack him off with your hand. That'll take less time."

Stacy stared at him in shock. "Wh-what did you say?"

"I said, whack him off! That's no big thing, for crissakes," Ricky said, his eyes capturing Stacy's and holding them. 'Take his cock out of his shorts and masturbate him. It will only take a minute or so and then we'll go back to your office and start the real fun."

"You must be out of your mind," Stacy said indignantly. "What do you think I am?"

"We already know what you are, Stacy," Ricky said softly. "We're just discussing the method you're to use now."

"Well, I'm not going to do it. Who do you think you are to order me to do something like that?" She made a move to pull away from him.

Ricky made no effort to twist her arm or even tighten his fingers on her arm. He just took her fingers and guided them almost gently to the tab of Vic's fly, still looking her right in the eye. "I don't know why you said you weren't going to do it, Stacy, because you know deep in your heart that you are. You'll do it not only because I tell you to but because you want to do it."

Stacy shook her head stubbornly. "No. No, I don't. I don't want to do it and you can't make me."

"I'm not making you do it, Stacy, any more than I made you fuck me there in the pool. I'm just telling you that you're going to do it. Why are you fighting it? You know you're going to do it, don't you?"

Stacy's fingers were already sliding the zipper down. Her eyes slid away from Ricky's intent stare and a dry sob shook her. She seemed to have no will of her own.

"Jesus H. Christ!" Vic muttered in awe as the zipper slipped lower and Stacy's fingers dipped inside his shorts to find his painfully distended shaft. "She's going to do it, Rick! She's going to do it!"

"Of course she is," Ricky said with supreme confidence. "Stacy is going to do everything I tell her to from now on, aren't you, Stace?"

Stacy's "Yes" was barely audible as she eased the rigid rod out of the tight swim trunks and closed her hand around it.