Chapter 5
Jimmy arrived about five minutes late for that afternoon's punishment session. He reported in over the intercom, silently accepted his scolding from Superintendent Rathley, then, grinning, nudged his friend Kenny who stood beside him, already meticulously writing on the blackboard. The taller boy's smile broadened as he raised his own hand and wrote in large clear print: "Miss Simmons sucked my cock. Tell you about it later."
Jimmy watched with rising satisfaction as Kenny's face blanched and his eyes grew wide with disbelief. Then he reached up and lightly erased the shocking thing he'd written.
Kenny Matthews didn't think there had ever been three hours in his life that had passed so slowly as those three hours of continuous writing on the blackboard and waiting until they could get away and Jimmy could tell him what had happened. Once he'd even ventured to ask the other boy in a whisper to explain, but almost instantly Mr. Rathley's voice had boomed its warning over the intercom system. Then finally, a seeming eternity later, they heard the superintendent's voice again dismissing them, and Kenny dropped the chalk and hurried ahead of Jimmy out the door and into the hall.
"What happened?" he asked breathlessly as they hurried toward the exit. "I don't believe it. I just don't believe it!"
"Well, it's the truth," Jimmy said tersely. "I'll tell you after we get outside."
Quickly the two boys made their way down the hall, out the door and down the steps.
"Damn that Rathley," Jimmy said. "If I ever get out of this goddamned junior high school, I'm gonna kick his ass."
"Yeah, good," Kenny replied approvingly. "But what happened with miss Simmons?"
Jimmy grinned smugly. "Just what I said. She sucked my cock."
They walked on silently for a few stem Kenny waiting impatiently for the elaboration that was to be forthcoming.
"Well?" he asked finally, unable to contain himself any longer.
"It was easier than anything I've ever done," Jimmy said. "You know how I told you this morning that I made a pass at her yesterday and she slapped me and ran off?"
"Yeah?" Kenny answered.
"Well, she called me to the clinic to apologize for the way she'd responded, and to make it very clear she hadn't intended for anything to happen between us. So I just made another pass at her. And she tried to get real passive, you know, and just not do anything. That gave me the time I needed and before she knew what was happening I had her so hot she could hardly breath." Jimmy paused, sighing. "Then she tried to stop me again and I called her a prick tease. And I guess she figured she had to so something to prove that wasn't true. So she sucked my cock."
"Jesus!" Kenny said. "But you didn't fuck her?"
"I'm going to fuck her tomorrow," Jimmy said without the slightest bit of doubt in his voice. He walked on silently for a few steps, then added, "That probably won't be as easy as this was, but I know damn well I can do it. And you know what else?"
"What?"
"You're going to fuck her too," Jimmy said with conviction.
"Me?"
"That's right. You and a couple of other guys like you who really need a good piece to get you started. I'll go back to the clinic tomorrow and you can watch through the window. Then she won't be able to run anybody down."
Kenny frowned. "You think that'll work?"
"Hell, I know it'll work!" Jimmy answered. "She's begging for it, and I'm gonna teach that self-righteous cunt not to treat me like some stupid misfortunate kid."
Kenny looked at his friend strangely, walking for a moment in silence.
"I don't know," he said at last.
"You don't know what?"
"I don't know if I like that," Kenny said. "I mean, forcing ourselves on her like that. And what have you got against Miss Simmons?"
"Do you want to get laid or not?" Jimmy asked, the irritation showing in his voice.
Kenny hesitated a moment. "Yeah, I've got to get laid."
"Then don't ask stupid questions!"
Glenda lay flat on her back, her eyes wide open, staring up in the darkness at the ceiling that was just vaguely visible above her. She sighed and reached over to turn on the lamp on the nightstand beside the bed, then resumed her reclining position. Her body, completely naked beneath the thin white sheet which fell revealingly over her softly contoured flesh, still burned with the feverish masochistic desire that had been so obscenely unleashed this afternoon in the obscene act of perversion she'd committed with Jimmy.
The pretty brunette didn't think anything had ever excited her so much in her life as when the young boy had finally lost control and sent those hot, tangy-tasting droplets of cum spewing into her mouth. He had used her lips ruthlessly to the complete satiation of his obscene lust; he'd shot the entire load of his cum Into her mouth, and submissively she'd swallowed it to the last drop. She'd sucked the life out of his rigidly throbbing penis and left it empty and deflated, sated with the rousing ejaculation into her mouth. And in exchange she'd got nothing.
A tense sardonic smile crossed Glenda's voluptuous lips as she recalled her vow to deny herself while giving the young boy his own satisfaction unconditionally. It had seemed very noble at the time, but now it struck her as bitterly ironic. It had not occurred to her that once the ordeal was over, once his desire had been sated, her own punishment would only be beginning. For there had been no end to her lust. Through the long hours of the afternoon it had plagued her; it had lingered with her, an almost unbearable gnawing, into the evening and now through the night.
She had no idea what time it was, but she knew it must be very late and she hadn't slept a wink. And the lust was still with her, a fiery ball in her belly, tormenting her, demanding release no matter what she had to do to obtain it.
Glenda sighed again, her eyes moving slowly downward to trace in detail the outline of her generously molded contours beneath the sheet. It barely concealed the fully arched mounds of her breasts so that the rose-tipped nipples showed faintly through the thin fabric, then tapered lightly down over her slender girlish waist to fall teasingly between her parted thighs, faintly outlining the forbidden triangle of her dark-haired pussy.
She yielded almost unconsciously to the temptation to trail her hand down to the half-exposed swells of her breasts, her fingers flicking teasingly through the sheet over her already pertly rigid nipples, the
friction causing them to tingle to even greater tautness. She sighed again, beginning a subtle squirming motion of her naked buttocks on the soft mattress, her breath coming in slow hoarse gusts as she continued to knead and massage the ripely heaving mounds of her breasts. Then,
still without consciously admitting to herself what she was doing, she let her hand venture cautiously beneath the sheet, coursing lightly downward over the warmly sensuous flesh of her belly and the sensitive little hole of her navel. Her own touch prompted little tremors of forbidden delight to course out along her eagerly responding nerve-endings and Glenda trailed her hand even lower, moving it tenderly down into the curling strands of coarse cuntal hair between her thighs.
Then suddenly her body stiffened from the stunning electric contact of her finger on the already sensitively pulsing little bud of her clitoris nestled just at the top of her hair-fined pussy slit, and she realized with horror what she'd been subconsciously contemplating, though even now her mind refused to give the act its obscene name.
Glenda sucked in her breath hoarsely, an unwelcome spasm of longing suddenly darting out from the little bud and saturating deep through her loins and over all her lust-tortured body. For a moment she continued to tweak and fondle her little clitoris, teasing herself as the awareness of what she was about to do swept more vividly over her. With another sigh she closed her eyes, breathing out deeply as she pushed her finger lower between her thighs to slide it right down the pulsating slit of her already desirously moistened pussy.
Then she froze, her eyes opening wide as at last she did mentally confront the obscene act she was about to commit. It was masturbation, unimaginably perverted for a mature and attractive woman like herself to have to resort to. She hadn't done such a thing since she was in her teens, but she had to have some kind of relief if she didn't she was going to lose her mind. And at least this self-manipulation, however depraved, might satisfy her forbidden need to the extent that she wouldn't succumb to the next, even more poignant temptation she knew she would have to face with Jimmy.
At last she moaned softly, her hand beginning to move again, her buttocks jerking spontaneously as she parted her hair-fringed cunt-lips. More strained whimpers issued from her throat as her fingers spread the moisture up and down the tingling slit and began to flick daringly
up inside her pulsating vaginal orifice. Then suddenly with an even louder moan Glenda arched her buttocks up from the bed, at the same time kicking off the sheet to completely expose her naked body. Her thumb moved back into contact with her throbbing clitoris and her middle finger continued to probe teasingly up into the smoothly yielding inner flesh of her cunt until finally, with a distant-sounding wail, she surrendered completely to her need and began a lewd writhing undulation on the bed, finger-fucking with smooth even strokes in and out between her tightly caressing pussy-lips.
A stream of moans and pleadings issued from Glenda's throat as she began to shove her middle finger up into her cunt in earnest. Her eyes were tightly closed, her teeth gritted from the strain as she began to thrash her body in wild contortions of uncontrolled passion. Grunts of salacious pleasure spewed from her lips as her fingers darted swiftly out of the tightly trembling vaginal opening, her thumb working with maddening effect rubbing the bud of her tautened clitoris. Her face was shining, flushed red, strained, groaning in lust and frustration as she wormed her finger deeper and deeper up into the warmly quivering recesses of her cunt.
She tossed her head wildly back and forth, her long dark hair whipping softly over the nakedness of her shoulders as she further intensified her finger-fucking rhythm. Then she raised her head, gazing in shock down between the trembling swells of her breasts at the obscenely perverted sight of her own finger thrusting lewdly in and out of her hair-lined pussy softness.
Glenda could hardly believe her wanton response to the obscene manipulation of her own fingers in her loins. Her body squirmed and tossed in feverish contortions, and she couldn't quell the perverse thrill the sight of it prompted to course through her. She derived a warped excitement from the very depravity of her act, and now she was determined to obtain her satisfaction and release from the devastating want that consumed her no matter what humiliating act she might have to commit upon her helplessly aroused body to obtain it.
Then even that thought slipped from her mind as her head dropped back to the pillow and she concentrated totally on the lewd finger-fucking of her vagina and began to strain for the still distant relief. Her loins thrust eagerly upward to meet the probing strokes of her middle finger, and the lips of her vagina flowered open to give her even greater access to her yielding cuntal depths. The continued maddening caress of her thumb over her twitching little clitoral bud almost drove her insane with the passion surging up through her loins and breasts as an incessant stream of moans and pleadings issued from her lips. Reality drifted gradually away, replaced by the now vivid dream that it was Jimmy Russell's erect cock violating her vagina rather than her own finger. Then even that illusion faded as the even more devastating passion came at last upon her.
Suddenly Glenda's whole softly perspiring body tensed. She shuddered, moving her finger in a staccato rhythm in and out of her loins, jerking and quivering tirelessly, the deep and distant moans still spewing deliriously from her lips. Then in a sudden whiplash movement her naked body uncoiled, her legs scissoring open and closing frantically on the finger that still fucked swiftly in and out of her passion-sensitized pussy. A moment later she felt the rising tide begin deep in her belly.
A spontaneous contortion racked her voluptuous flesh as Glenda, began to fight and strain for the release she now knew was imminent. Another spasm of obscene delight shook her, sweeping away the last of her inhibitions with the salacious promise welling in her loins and she moaned aloud in wanton delirium, drawing her finger completely out of her vagina and concentrating all her frenzied efforts on the rapid stroking of her thumb over the taut little bud of her clitoris.
Then with a deep sigh she shoved her finger savagely back up into the wetly opening mouth of her cunt. Her breasts heaved with her hastened breathing, her naked buttocks jerked frenziedly up and down fro. the mattress as for a few seconds longer she remained in the purgatory of her desperate unfulfilled lust.
Then at last it began, a deep trembling far up inside her loins that surfaced in a volcano of elation, bursting forth in a breathtaking wave of sensation that soared through every inch of her nakedly quaking
young body. She further intensified the rapid stroking of her thumb over her turgidly aroused clitoral bud and the frantic finger-fucking in and out of her cunt, her breath rasping in short gasps as she wallowed in the depraved bliss of her self-inflicted climax.
A seeming eternity later, Glenda's buttocks at last sank down against the mattress and she dropped her head tiredly onto the pillow, gasping for breath. She withdrew her slickly moistened finger from her loins, reached down to the sheet and pulled it up lightly over her naked body. For several moments longer the little spasms continued to course through her loins, and she couldn't resist the temptation to stroke, gently now, over the lust-swollen mounds of her breasts. Her eyes closed, and for a moment she drifted very close to unconsciousness and the rest she now so desperately needed.
Then her eyes opened again, and she lifted her head to stare in despair around the empty lamp-lit room. Nothing had been solved, she realized with crushed hope. Her body was temporarily sated, but in obtaining that perverted release, she'd only served to further focus the desire that demanded it. And emotionally she still wanted Jimmy. She knew now that everything he'd said about her had been true, that she had wanted him all along without being consciously aware of it. And at this moment her perverted want was greater than ever before.