'Whew,' Gayle said, after finishing her last bite. 'I didn't realize I was so hungry.'
'Me too,' Sharon said. 'Another meal like that and I'd gain twenty pounds.'
'Ha,' Gayle said. 'Wait until you get to be my age before you start worrying about your weight. Then you have something to worry about.'
'I bet you never worry,' Sharon said. 'You look too pretty and you have a good figure.'
'For now,' Gayle admitted, 'but another few years of married life will have me looking like a cow.'
They all heard Ted Billings come in. He looked really bad. His face was worn and tired and he walked like a man who was near death. He sat down at a table near them.
'God,' Sharon said. 'Whatever did you do to him?'
'You mean what did he do to me,' Gayle whispered. 'I can still feel that monster cock of his fucking me. I didn't think he was ever going to stop.'
'You mean that skinny little man has a big cock?' Mark asked.
'The biggest I've ever seen,' Gayle said, and shivered.
'Maybe the biggest you've seen,' Sharon said. 'But it's not the biggest I've seen.'
'How do you know?' Gayle asked. 'Have you experienced Ted's cock?'
'No,' Sharon admitted. 'But there was a boy in my high school that would have put any boy's cock to shame. He was the one who took my virginity.'
'Tell us about him,' Mark urged. 'I'd like to hear that story.'
'Yeah,' Alan agreed. 'Tell us about him.'
'Okay,' Sharon said. 'Rut don't make any comments until I'm done. It's kind of hard to tell this story.'
'All right,' all of them agreed.
Sharon had been born in a very small town. It was the kind of town where everyone knows everyone else, and everyone knows what everyone else is doing. Sharon had been from a good family. Her mother was a secretary and her father was a teacher.
Sharon had started winning the town's beauty contests from the time she was ten years old. Everybody thought she was a little darling when she was younger. And when she grew older, and her figure started forming, the judges would look at her with lusting eyes and elect her queen.
Sharon was happy. As happy as it was possible to be in a small town with nothing going on. But when she was about fifteen she began to discover something about herself. She was lying in bed one evening when she heard strange sounds coming from her parents' bedroom.
It was hot and they thought she was asleep so they had left their door open.
Sharon had grabbed her nightgown and walked quietly down the hall.
She peered in her parents' bedroom. Her father was lying on top of her mother and she thought they were wrestling. But there seemed to be sounds of pain coming from her mother and she almost rushed in to help her.
But then she realized that it wasn't sounds of pain that were coming from her mother's throat. They were sounds of pleasure.
Sharon began to remember all of the things she and her girlfriends had talked about. The curious talk about sex and babies, and mostly about boys.
All of them had seen at least one picture of a boy without his clothes. They all knew what a boy's cock was supposed to look like.
But her father was the first naked man she'd ever seen in the flesh.
She watched breathlessly as her father fucked her mother. She couldn't seem to tear her eyes away. Her father was a thin, fair-looking man, and her mother had huge titties that bounced as he fucked her.
Sharon began to feel a little warm between her legs. She pulled up her nightie and started to rub herself through her cotton panties.
'Oh baby!' her mother was crying. 'I'm going to come! I'm going to come off your big cock!'
'That's it!' her father said. 'Fuck me, cunt! Eat me up with your hot pussy!'
Sharon was shocked. She jerked her hand from between her legs. She had seen and heard words like that. Usually they were written on bathroom walls or boys spouted them in school. But it was shocking to know that her parents actually knew words like that.
'I'm coming!' her mother cried. 'I'm coming! Oh shit, I'm coming! Oh shit!'
Her mother's ass came off the bed and a scream came from her throat as Sharon's father's cock erupted.
Sharon quickly went back to her room before her parents saw her. But she couldn't get the scene out of her mind. She kept hearing her mother's moans over and over in her mind.
She was not the same after that. She kept hearing the dirty words over and over again. She would feel hot flashes at the wrong moments. She found herself looking at boys, looking at their crotches and wondering what they had between their legs.
She had a date with her regular boyfriend that weekend. His name was Bobby Thompson. Her parents liked for her to date Bobby. Sharon felt like they thought he was too stupid to try and pull anything with Sharon.
He was stupid. The date was at a school dance and Bobby spent most of his time making jokes. He took her home early, telling her that he had a camping trip on Sunday morning and he wanted to rest up. He gave Sharon a little kiss at the front door and left her there.
Sharon didn't go inside. She wasn't ready to go in yet. She waited until Bobby had left and then she walked down the street. The evening was cool and clear. She hadn't walked very far before she heard a car coming up behind her. She was immediately angry. Her first thought was that it was Bobby coming back to check on her.
As soon as she turned around she saw it wasn't Bobby.
A tall, red-faced boy was sitting in the seat. At first she didn't recognize him but then she saw that he was one of the boys they called hoods around school. He wore blue jeans and a tight shirt.
'How about a ride, baby?' he said.
'No thanks,' she said.
'Come on,' he urged. 'Get in. Aren't you getting tired of running around with that asshole?'
'You mean Bobby?' she asked.
'I mean asshole. He couldn't possibly appreciate a good-looking piece like you.'
Sharon knew she shouldn't get in with him. He had a wild look in his eyes. She knew that he only went out with bad girls, girls who could be expected to be nice to him. He knew she wasn't that kind of girl. She was a good girl. A nice, going-to-church type girl. Then why did she feel so attracted to him?
'Get in, baby,' he urged again. 'Don't be shy. Nobody ever won a prize by being shy.'
'Where will we go?' she asked.
'I thought we'd drive out to the river road. It'll be nice and quiet now.'
There it was. The river toad. Nobody ever went to the river except for one purpose. Sharon had never been to the river road in her entire life.
'You're crazy,' she said. 'I wouldn't go up there with you.'
'All right,' he said. 'But you really don't know what you're missing.'
He turned the key and started the car again.
'Where are you going?' Sharon asked.
'Just riding,' he said.
'Couldn't you stay for a while arid just talk?' she asked him.
'Why the hell would I want to do that? I can talk at home. This is a night for having a good time.'
Sharon felt a deep longing inside. She wished she could just get into the car and ride. And have a good time. But she was a nice girl and nice girls didn't do things like that.
'Last chance,' he said.
'No,' she said. 'I don't think so.'
'Your loss,' he said.
He pulled away from the curb with a screeching of tires and a rebel yell. He was an interesting boy, Sharon thought. A very interesting boy, but not the type of boy a nice girl should be seen with.
Sharon looked at her watch. Bobby had really brought her home early. She was not due back for another two hours. She didn't know where she was going. Maybe some of the stores along the street would still be open.
