'I don't think anything would have happened,' he answered. 'But when I saw how eager you were to have sex with me I thought I would take advantage of the situation.'
She was no longer listening. She thought back to her ready agreement with the stranger now lodged comfortably in her ass, to her agreement with Bobby, to agreements with twenty other guys she had met since moving to California. Am I a whore, she asked herself, a round-heels that falls over for every guy that comes along? Her mind raced to find one man, just one, whom she had dated that she hadn't-no, wait, she thought, and not just dates either. What about the others?
She felt him shift slightly, felt his thick cock stir in her bruised chute as he snuggled closer, more fully on her, obviously perfectly content to remain softly lodged in her ass as he relaxed for those precious few minutes after orgasm in silent contemplation. She heard his breathing return to normal and his soft sigh of satisfaction as he enjoyed her warmth and easy-there it was again, she thought. There was THAT word again-EASY!
She remained still, being his pillow, as she brought up memories from her past, remembering experiences that perplexed her confused mind, made her think and rethink her role in life, about the men she had been with prior to Bobby, prior to her forced inauguration into the sultry world of oral sex.
Before Bobby, she thought, I didn't consider myself a 'bad girl.' Oh, I had lovers, but I always managed to control my sex drive, accept the passive role in sex, never would think of yelling 'Fuck me! Fuck me!' as I did just minutes ago. My sex then was always done missionary style, always done 'properly,' without all those 'bad acts' that would make me a bad girl.
She wanted to laugh at her unbelievable small town thinking, wishing her mother and father and all her up- tight neighbors from the town of Kensington, Nebraska could see her now! — lying under a complete stranger with my ass packed full of monstrous cock. Oh, that would shock them, she thought maliciously, startle the pants right off them, especially that holier-than-thou Peggy MacDonald, my trusted friend and confidante through high school, the prim girl who blanched visibly and quickly crossed her fingers over her heart when I told her of actually 'doing it, going all the way' with my psychology-major boyfriend.
Yeah, she thought bitterly, I would shock all of you with my new desires and thirst for life and love that you up-tight assholes will never have and never experience. You just keep doing the right things at the right times, with your planned lives and scheduled sex, and leave me the hell alone!
Thank you, Bobby. Thank you, Bobby. Thank you, Bobby, she repeated over and over. I'm permanently indebted to you for opening me up to life and all its joys, even though you had to force me, like the man deep in my ass right this minute, a man I knew for only a few minutes before allowing him to fuck my ass to a fare-thee- well as Elliot would say, and showing me what sex can be and mean if you are willing to do anything and try anything, to give yourself up to the glorious and magnificent god of love.
I may be a round-heels and a whore, she thought, but what I do is my business and my business alone! I'm going to enjoy myself, and I'm going to experiment and try everything at least once! And by God, I'm going to be the best at it!
She thought of Bobby and his worried concern about whether she could please Elliot Beaumont. She remembered Elliot's words about the dreamers and wishers outside in the dark city wanting to be at the top but doing nothing about it. Well, she told herself with total conviction, I am going to get to the top, and I am going to enjoy getting there! If I have to fuck and suck cock to get there then I will fuck and suck cock with the best of them, with a passion! No more self-recriminations and doubts as to what is right and proper! I know what is right and proper! Anything that helps Paulette Bodine is right and proper!
She felt the heavy tool in her ass recede further, shrinking down as he lay spent over her. You forced me, Tommy, to open myself to you, she thought, just as Bobby forced me to open myself to him, forced me to suck his hard cock that first time. Yes, that first time was glorious, even if I did protest then too, shaking my head and fighting it, gagging at the hot load of cum that filled my virgin mouth, struggling to get it down as he held my head and forced me to drink every drop. Thank you, Bobby, she thought again. Thank you for everything!
She tightened the muscles of her ass, experimenting with her newfound toy, enjoying his groaning response as she played with his thick tool, squeezing it and releasing it, milking it of every last drop of spunk.
He groaned loudly, feeling his dick responding with a surging throb between the undulating buttocks.
'Who would have thought you could get so good so quickly? Just thirty minutes ago you were a virgin, and now… and now you're fantastic,' he breathed hotly. 'But, unfortunately, I don't think we have enough time for an encore, as much as I would like to ream your tight ass again.'
He pulled back slightly and glanced over at the clock. 'Aww shit,' he said. 'It's after ten o'clock and I have to be at the players' dormitory by eleven for bed check to make sure they are all tucked in early.' He slapped her playfully on the hip. 'Hey, pretty lady, are you listening to me?'
'I'm listening,' she said sleepily, not wanting him to ever take his huge prick from her thankful ass. 'I'm listening… '
'C'mon, Babe,' he shook her. 'We have to get up. We have just enough time for a shower before I drive you home.'
'Can't you miss even one little bed check?' she asked.
'That's my job, baby. You have your work and I have mine. Now c'mon,' he said, backing away slowly and beginning to slide his heavy tool from her protesting hole, watching as her pink ring gripped at him and finally quivered over his massive cockhead. 'God, I hated to do that,' he said, moving to the side of the bed and getting to his feet.
She agreed slowly, feeling loose and empty inside as she brought her legs together and rolled from the bed to stand beside him.
'How's your delectable ass feeling now?' he asked, throwing his huge arm across her shoulders and walking her to the bathroom in the hall.
'It feels very happy,' she said, grinning up at him. 'And very loose!'
'Can I give you some advice?' he asked, adjusting the shower spray.
'Sure.'
'If I'm not around you should get someone else to keep you loose, ream you out again either tomorrow or the next day. That way you won't have any troubles the next time you meet someone like me. Believe me, there's nothing that will make your man happier than to have a number of holes to choose from.'
She finished stuffing her hair into a shower cap before joining him under the refreshing spray, thinking of who she might ask to keep her loose. Then looking at him strangely as she built a lather on his cock and balls, she asked, 'Do you really think I should keep it loose?'
'Sure do,' he told her. 'Get your ass used to it because if you don't it will tighten right back up on you. I'm a trainer out at the football camp and I see a lot of muscle pulls because the guys don't exercise regularly or they start off cold. Keep a muscle in shape and it will accomplish unbelievable feats for you. Hell,' he added, 'with your looks and talents there's no telling what you might accomplish.' He kissed her softly and began soaping her body.
Paulette thought about what he had said as they drove along the coast highway toward, her apartment. She looked over at Tommy, seeing his strong profile, noticing the easy manner of his driving, thinking she was glad she had met him, had tasted his huge cock, and most of all she was glad he had introduced her to a whole new world of sex.
The dark sandy hills slid by quickly as Tommy accelerated. He checked his watch in the dim dashboard lights and said, 'It's going to be close. By the time I get you home I'll just have time to get to the dorm if I speed all the way.'
'If you want,' she said, 'I'll go with you and you can drop me off later.'
'I don't know,' he murmured, glancing over at her and seeing her soft hair flowing in the breeze from the window. 'I guess it would be all right. Girls aren't usually allowed in the dorm, but of course we make exceptions, like after we win an important game or Mr. Beaumont is feeling extra generous.' He looked at her eager face and said, 'Yeah, what the hell. Besides, it will give those animals something to think about. Maybe it will make them work harder for a night off.'
'You mean I'll be going around with you to their rooms? Actually seeing if they are in bed or not?' she asked incredulously.
'Sure,' he kidded. 'They don't embarrass easily. You'll give them some nice dreams. And don't worry, I'll
