bowl. At the sight of him, holding his cock in his hand, his fingers kneading the flaccid penis, Tessie shivered all over.
'Ssahh!' she said to Bill, fondling his balls with one hand, pinching one of her nipples with the other. 'Sssshhh! Don't let him know we're here, I want to watch.'
'Suck me, damn it, suck me!' Bill tried to push her head back onto his angry prick, but she was determined to watch the unsuspecting intruder. 'Christ, I can't wait to fuck you. I'm gonna fuck the shit out of you for this torture.'
Tessie licked her lips and gleamed delightedly at Bill. 'That sounds terrific, now ssshhh!' she said, the hand on her breast sliding down her body to between her legs. She resumed masturbating herself; faster now, wanting to come. At the same time, her other hand began to masturbate Bill. She jerked him off, and herself, squinting out at the boy trying to pee.
She was so hot, so close to orgasm, her body tensed and waiting. Sweat trickled down the sides of her forehead and under the swell of her jiggling tits. Her nipples stretched taut in the air, searching for a suckling mouth. The boy started to urinate, missing the bowl by an inch. He stopped, re-aimed his penis and relieved his bladder in a long, steady stream. That was what Tessie wanted to see. She wanted to know everything a male did with his beautiful cock… the organ that she had come to love, to want so very badly inside her cunt, on her belly, in her mouth, shoved anywhere, maybe even into her asshole. As soon as the boy left the bathroom, she lowered her mouth down around Bill's cock again, so turned on that she took his whole prick down into her throat, sucking it with every ounce of her being. She tried to swallow it.
'Yes… oh yes… suck it… suck it… oh, god, I'm gonna come!'
And Tessie sucked and sucked and sucked, her hand working madly in her cunt. She pressed her fingers down on her clitoris, then pulled on it, shoved her palm against it, rotating her hand rapidly. She shoved three fingers inside her and then spread them wide, pushing. her hole open from the inside. Wetness flowed down over the fingers, making them sticky. Her palm caught her juices and then wiped them all over her cunt, matting down her short brown cunt hairs. Her clitoris seemed to swell and she rotated it round and round and round.
'Coming now… now, don't stop. Ughnnn!' Bill shoved his cock deeper into her throat, his breath coming harsher and more rapidly. He pushed his groin as close to her mouth as she could, his hands busy at squeezing his balls, as if to urge out the sperm that boiled in them.
She opened her mouth wide around his thick shaft, giving it room to pulsate in, letting it hit every part of the inside of her mouth.
'Now!' He gave a final thrust down her throat and his come poured into her open mouth, down her gullet, in one steady, unfaltering stream.
Her mind flashed to an image of the boy who had urinated for his unseen audience, her hand moving in a blur between her legs, and she swallowed greedily all the fuckjuice that Bill had to give her.
'Take it! I'm coming. Swallow my come… swallow it… all of it.'
Tessie began to come, her orgasm taking over her entire body, shaking it, heating it, melting it down around her hand Her mouth filled with Bill's come and drops of it trickled out of the corners of her mouth, down her chin, and fell onto her tits. And when she had swallowed the last drop of it, she lifted her head quickly and looked up at Bill. His eyes were closed and a satisfied smile played across his sweat-streaked face.
'Fuck me now. You said you would.'
'Hey, give me a minute to recover. That was very good. You give great head.'
'I want to fuck. I don't want to wait anymore.'
Her eagerness for his cock and for fucking spurred him on. He wanted very much to fuck her, to pierce his cock into her, stabbing away that protective tissue deep inside her tight hole. He wanted to see the drops of her virgin blood on his cockhead.
'Okay, lay down again and spread your legs.'
About to do what he said, she was stopped by a sudden loudness of voices from outside the bathroom. 'Oh Christ,' she heard someone say, and then there was a rush of footsteps in the hallway. The door of the bathroom flung open and Jimmy's head poked in. 'Get out quickly.'
Both Tessie and Bill scrambled to adjust their clothing, and Tessie grabbed for her discarded sweater. She slipped it over her head as Bill climbed out of the tub. He fastened his pants, his now limp penis stuffed back inside them. Bill helped Tessie over the rim of the tub and the two of them ran into the hall. Tessie expected to see flames leaping up from some part of the apartment, but what she saw instead was a fat old woman running madly around the rooms, swinging a long loaf of Italian bread in the air.
'Sonsofbitches,' the woman screamed. 'Disgusting sonsofbitches. Get out of my house – Get out!'
'Oh wow!' Tessie ran passed the woman, ducking from the swing of the bread, ran into the kitchen, scooped up her books and her pocketbook, and ran for the front door. It was open and the kids who weren't scrambling out of windows, some of them dressing hurriedly as they went, were trying to push through the door. Tessie got through and ran from the building, laughing loudly. It had to be the greatest experience ever; it was invigorating. But about two blocks from the building, her breath returning to normal, her heart still thumping rapidly from her exertion, Tessie became aware of the frustrating fact that again – again, she was left with an unfucked cunt.
I'm still a virgin, she thought bitterly. But, then she consoled herself with – but I give great head!
Chapter 3
There were only three other passengers on the bus when Tessie boarded it. She smiled at the driver who, to her, looked just like Norman Mailer. She deposited the fare.
'Hi beautiful,' he said.
'Hi beautiful, yourself,' she said and took the seat right behind him.
'Where you comin' from, this hour?'
'A friend's house. We were… er, studying.'
'I'll bet you were. A beautiful young thing like yourself must have better things to do than to study. Call me Jack.'
'Okay, Mr. Jack Busdriver. I'm Tessie.'
Jack pulled the bus to a halt at the next stop and opened the doors. One man got off, no one got on, and Jack zipped the bus back into the middle of the street and pressed his foot down on the gas pedal, the bus picked up speed.
'You got far to go?' Jack asked, looking through squinted eyes into the rear view mirror at her.
'Uh-uh, not too. About three more stops.'
'Oh,' he frowned at her. 'I get a break at the end of this run, thought I could buy you a beer, or somethin'.'
'I'd like to do that, but I just can't tonight. Uh, maybe another night.' Tessie hoped he'd ask for her phone number. She didn't want to just offer it to him. Jack smelled so masculine, his shirt clinging to him, perspiration wetting the back of it. She was fascinated by the rippling of his muscles under the tight-fitting flannel.
'Yeah, another night. How old are you?'
'Fifteen. How old are you?'
Jack gripped the wheel, his cock coming awake. Fifteen! Oh, baby! he thought. 'I'm thirty-four.'
Tessie squirmed down into the rough plastic of the bus seat. Thirty-Four! she thought. A tingling sensation leaped through her loins.
The bus came to the next stop and the last two passengers got off. Again no one got on. Tessie and Jack were alone on the bus as it zipped along the darkened streets, entering Tessie's neighborhood.
'Oh, it's the next stop that I have to get off:' Tessie got up and stood next to Jack, in front of the white line that the passengers were suppose to stand behind. Tessie liked disobeying that order. She liked disobeying a lot.
'Hey,' Jack said. 'I'm not letting you get away without promising me a… a date.'
'Jack, you don't want to date me. I'd be embarrassed to have to admit something to you after goin' out with you and bein' alone with you… and…'
Jack slowed the bus down and parked it in the shade of some trees. 'Tessie, what are you trying to tell
