Chapter 9
And there was a reason why she didn't like to do it in front of people, but she had never told her husband about it, because she was too embarrassed.
It dated back to her childhood, and had to do with her sister and her father.
As Tina tried to sleep that night, she tossed and turned in bed, because all these images were starting to come back to her, and she did not like them too much.
She thought about her older sister Leslie, who was a stunning blonde, and also happened to be a lesbian. When Tina's mother died, Leslie became like a mother to her, which, her older sister usually said, was the reason why she became gay.
"Actually, it isn't, so don't feel guilty," Leslie had told her. "It's just that I raised one kid, you, and I don't ever want to have to raise another kid. I don't ever want to have any children of my own."
Leslie told Tina that she knew she had been gay since she was about six. And she had always gotten along better with women than she had with men.
Leslie hadn't told Tina about everything right away. In fact, here were something that Tina didn't know about for a long time. But she would always remember a night when she was about eleven years old. Leslie had tucked her into bed, and had told Tina that one of her friends was coming over to study.
Her friend was going to sleep over, and Tina thought that was nice. After all, it was a lot of fun to have close girlfriends.
Tina now knew what was going on between Leslie and Sarah, a pretty brown-haired girl, but at the time, when it happened, she couldn't understand her father's anger.
She remembered being awakened in the middle of the night by her father's screaming, and then he was telling Sarah to get the hell out of the house, and he was telling Leslie that she was a disgrace to the family, and he hated her.
Tina had cried in bed when she heard her father talking that way to her sister.
Years later, Leslie would tell Tina exactly what happened.
She and Sarah had been studying for hours and hours, because they had a big test. And Leslie had always been hot for Sarah, and had found herself staring into her friend's eyes as the two of them had been studying.
Then, they had started to get undressed. It was the first time Leslie had ever seen Sarah with nothing on, and she had liked what she saw. She started to climb into her large bed, and soon she was snuggling up to Sarah.
She came right out and told her friend how hot she was for her, and Sarah seemed to feel the same way. The two of them started to kiss each other gently on the mouth, without either one using tongues at first.
The more passion-filled the kisses became, the more their hands began to slide up and down each other's body. Soon, they were stripping each other, and then they were starting to rub their pussies together.
Tina would always remember the way Leslie had talked of this encounter, because she was able to tell just how much her sister loved Sarah. In fact, the two of them had become lovers at college years later.
That night, Leslie had started to take command. She'd kicked the covers all the way off the bed, and then she had told Sarah to lie on her back. The brown-haired girl had been more than willing to do as Leslie said.
Leslie had started to lick Sarah's neck and cheeks, and ears, and soon she was moving her mouth down to one of Leslie's tits and sucking on her nipple. She sucked on that stiff nipple for the longest time, because as she was doing that, she was also making a rubbing contact with the girl's hot cunt.
She was rubbing her leg there in fact, and Leslie was getting more and more turned on while she was turning her friend on.
Soon, Leslie had licked her way down to Sarah's cunt, and as the brown-haired girl spread her legs, Tina's blonde sister started to eat her. She sucked as hard as she could on Leslie's flowing cream, and seemed to love it.
Leslie was going crazy, and she began to thrust herself up and down.
Then she rolled onto her side, and Sarah moved her body around so that Leslie could still keep eating her while she started to eat
Leslie.
Leslie had loved the way that it felt to be eating another woman and be eaten herself, and she had been moaning like crazy. Perhaps that had been the wrong thing for her to do, because she had awakened her father.
He had walked down the hall and pushed Leslie's bedroom door open, and that was when he had started to scream. He had caught his daughter in a lesbian act.
"Daddy is overprotective," Leslie had explained to Tina, a few weeks later. She had told the younger girl everything that had happened. "And it probably would have been just as bad for him to find me with a man. I know it. Instead, he found me with a woman, and he was pretty upset about that."
Tina could understand why. At the time, she was upset about the idea of her sister being a lesbian, though she had gotten over it during the years.
She didn't think about what her sister had said to her too much during her own formative years. But when she was a teenager in high school, something similar happened to her, though she was not going all the way yet.
Tina was dating a young handsome boy named Fred, who had brown hair and was one of the star players on the high school football team. They were like the perfect couple, as she was the head cheerleader in school.
After a big game, the two of them had gone parking. Fred had started to kiss her and turn her on, and he had even gotten her to go down on him. It was the first time that Tina had ever taken his cock into her mouth.
She had not loved it. But she had not hated it, either.
It was much bigger than she thought it was going to be, and she had to open her mouth real wide to take that fat cock in.
Then, when he tried to push her mouth all the way down so that his cock head entered her throat, she tried to pull back. She thought that she would choke to death on his cock if he forced her to hold her head down there.
That did not happen. He let her pull back, and she slid her lips up and down his cock shaft at a rate that was tolerable for her. She didn't mind it too much when he began to throb hard in her mouth, then came in her mouth.
She liked the way the come tasted, and was more than willing to swallow it.
And after she sucked him off, and he went limp, his sexual desire subsided. The two of them went out for ice cream sodas to continue the victory celebration.
Tina knew that she had to get home at midnight, and Fred pulled up in front of her house at around ten minutes to midnight.
"See," he had said to her, as he turned the car off. "There isn't even a light on. Your Dad probably went to sleep, and had no idea of when you'll be home."
"Well, even if he's sleeping, I still want to get in before curfew," she said to her boyfriend. "Just in case."
"Stay a few minutes longer. You still have nine minutes."
And she decided that she would stay with him a few minutes longer. As they sat in the front seat, he started to kiss her hard on the lips. Then he was sliding a hand up under her blouse and bra, and touching her naked tit. When she felt his fingers closing around her nipple, she liked that.
When he moved his other hand to her free hand, and pulled it toward his crotch, she let him move it there.
She knew that she was not going to go down on him again, not in front of her own house. But she thought that there was nothing wrong with sliding her hand up and down his cock bulge the way she was already doing it.
As she had kept on doing that, she had heard him moaning. He wanted her to take him out of her pants and jerk him off.
He even begged her as he was kissing her on the cheek and ears, and she was almost ready to give in. The feeling of his heated breath rushing into her ear was quite the turn-on, and she was beginning to stop resisting.
Tina would never forget that night. It was something of a nightmare for her.
She had just been ready to pull his zipper down, and might have even had it halfway down (though in the back of her mind, she was still positive that she was not going to suck his cock in front of her house maybe just jerk it), when suddenly the car door was yanked open.
She felt a hand suddenly closing tightly around her arm, and she was being yanked really hard, yanked away from her boyfriend.
As soon as she turned her head and looked, she knew it was her father. He cracked her across the face with his hand, as hard as he possibly could, and she felt tears starting to well up in her eyes.
"You goddamn slut," he said, and then he pushed her onto the front lawn, and dove into the car, head first.
She could hear him hitting Fred, or maybe Fred was hitting him. She didn't really have any idea, though the car started to move with the two of them in it. She managed to stand up and run into the house, into the bathroom, which was the only room in the house that had a lock on the door.
And she was looking out the window as her father stormed back into the house, then heard him running up the stairs.
He pounded on the door really hard, and she had been so scared that he s going to break the door down, because of the anger that was coming from her. He told her that he was never going to let her go out again.
In the end, she realized that he was drunk, and he stopped trying to break down the bathroom door, then left and went to his own room, where he fell asleep.
But she had stayed in the bathroom for at least an hour after he must have fallen asleep, because she had been too scared of him getting up and catching her as soon as she opened the bathroom door and stepped into the hall. Leslie was away at college enjoying the freedom of being away.
When Tina had finally made it to her room, she had closed the door quietly.
And she just kept thinking that the next time she tried to do anything with a boy, she was going to have to do it in complete privacy.
Of course, that was because she did not want her father to ever catch her again. She knew that he watched over her like a goddamn hawk.
Her fear and dislike of being watched while she was having sex dated back to that first experience, and to another one.
It happened when she was in her late teens, still living home, a year before she went away to college. Her father had gone away camping for the weekend with some of his friends, and she had had a boyfriend over.
His name was Danny and he was a tall, handsome black-haired boy.
When she and Danny had had a few drinks, he had started to come on to her rather strongly. He was much stronger than she was, physically, and she tried to resist his come-ons, only because she was scared to do it in her father's house.
When she told him she wouldn't do anything with him, he slapped her, and told her that he was going to make love to her, even if he had to tie her up and rape her. She thought about protesting some more, and realized that if she did, he probably would tie her up and rape her. Because he could overpower her.
So she had given in, but it still was not a willing fuck.
Though Tina was high on drinks, she could not relax as he was starting to lick her cunt. She could feel the way his licking soon became somewhat desperate, because he was trying so hard to make her get wet.
It all had to do with the image of her father. When she'd look over near the hallway entrance, she would suddenly think that she was watching him.
She would suddenly think that he had appeared from out of nowhere, and he was standing there looking at her, ready to attack her.
Of course, he was away, but she could not bring herself to relax, or to stop thinking that he was not going to show up.
As a result, she didn't get wet, and Danny started to spit on his hand, and then he tried to force his cock into her. He did manage to force it into her, and as he was thrusting it in and out, he felt like he was ripping her apart.
It was the most painful fuck of her entire life, and it all had to do with doing it in her father's house. Once she stopped doing it in her father's house, it was so much easier for her to handle a man.
But she still could not bring herself to doing it while someone watched, because inevitably, she would start to think that the someone watching was her father, and he was going to slap her for doing what she was doing.
As she was sleeping that night, she started to dream about the way Bobby had been fucking her, and she thought that felt really hot. But then, because she had also been dreaming about her father, she suddenly woke up.
She found herself sitting up in bed, and as she did, she knew she had to get up and get herself something to drink.
She had to get herself some water, and also wash her forehead, because she was sweating. She walked into the bathroom and wet a cloth, then put it on her forehead, and sat there for a few seconds.
She could feel her whole body shaking a little bit, and she heard Bobby yelling upstairs to see if everything was okay.
She yelled down and told him that it was, then started on her way back to bed.
As she did, she glanced out the bedroom window, and found herself look across at Joe and Melinda's house. When she found herself looking into their living room, she could not believe what she was seeing.
There were her neighbors, making it with each other. She could see the way that Melinda was sliding her lips up and down Joe's hard cock, and she kept her eyes on his cock, because of what her husband had said.
She started to think that she would like making it with Joe's cock. She thought that it looked like it might be a perfect size.
It was smaller than Bobby's, so she knew that she could handle it.
She saw the way Melinda kept looking over at the window, and then she began to smile somewhat slyly as she thought about something else. The huge picture window in the living room looked right out at this window in Joe and Melinda's house.
Tina was positive that Bobby was down there watching. In fact, she had never been more sure of anything in her life. She thought about going down to check, but she knew him well enough, and remembered what a sex fiend he had been in college.
She started to play with herself a little bit, but then she saw the way Joe began to thrust his cock in and out of Melinda's mouth faster and faster by the second, and she realized that he was probably coming.
Tina moved back to the bed, lay down, and put the wet washcloth back on her forehead. She closed her eyes, and started to think about Joe.
She thought about his cock, and could feel the way her mouth and her cunt were both starting to get wetter, one with saliva, the other with come. And she knew that if Joe came on to her the next day while they were working, she would make it with him.