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                                  The Lords' Number One Whore
                                           By: Phil Phantom
                                     HTTP://PhilPhantom.Com

Everyone thought Tommy Carter and Tammy Smith were as cute a couple as ever
there was, a perfect match, and the first couple of the junior class to set
a date to marry immediately following graduation, which was eighteen months
away, but they were sure and had their parents approval. They were no longer
steadies, they were an engaged couple with a ring and everything. There was
only one problem. A powerful clique of the school's bad boys wanted to fuck
it up like brats who see a beautiful sand sculpture and just have to stomp
it back into sand. They also wanted all the Tammy-ass they could get before
any schmuck bound it up in holy matrimony. The Lords Del Diablo launched
Operation Tammy on the night of November 10th, 1956, a Friday night after
the Homecoming game which they lost 44 - 6.

In most high schools, the football team keeps the bad boys in check. At Del
Diablo Canyon High, the bad boys were the football team. They were bad boys,
just lousy football players, but those thirty-three bad boys had their run
of the school. They were cool and their letterman jackets were made of black
leather, a combo letterman gang jacket - cool.

There was an understanding among them and throughout the school: You don't
go steady with anything fine. If your steady was ugly there was no one to
mind, but if your steady was fine, you were asking for trouble from the
Lords. Tommy and Tammy thought they found a way around that by getting
engaged. Good try, no cookie.

Tammy Smith was too fine to leave be, though she rarely dated jocks,
preferring the smart studious types with a future. That was Tommy. He had
quite a catch in Tammy, the finest at DDC if you like the compact, cute, and
curvaceous type with a bubbly personality full of bounce, school spirit, and
good cheer. She was the one who poured her heart into the cheers, and she
was the one sure to cry when the shitheads on the field let good old DDC
down. Pride, vanity, and gullibility were her only weaknesses, but that was
all the shitheads needed to formulate a plan worthy of a bunch of smart
guys.

They were parked at the Burger Hut after the game, feeling down, Tammy still
in her cheerleader uniform, sucking on a cherry coke when the passenger door
opened and the hulking form of their team captain and Lord of the Lord's,
Trevor Gabney, slid in shoving Tammy even closer to Tommy and making her
spill cherry coke on her DDC sweater.

"Trevor, you jerk! Look what you did to my DDC sweater. You probably ruined
it."

"I'll buy you another one. Better yet, I'll let you wear my letterman
jacket."

She waved her ring under his nose, saying, "I am engaged, in case you didn't
know. Besides, I would never wear a jock's anything. What do you want,
anyway?"

"A piece of your fine ass."

Tommy was seething and now had to say something. He said, "Leave her alone,
Trevor."

Trevor leaned across Tammy to get in Tommy's face, saying, "I'm talking to
Tammy. She asked me what I want. I told her what I want. I wanna fuck her.
You wanna make somethin' of it, butt face?"

Tammy struggled to push Trevor back on his side of the car while saying,
"Leave him alone, Trevor. I won't let him fight, so just leave him out of
it." She turned to Tommy and said, "I'll handle this, Tommy. Please, just
don't say a word to him. He is just looking for an excuse to beat you up. If
you give it to him, I'll be so angry with you."

Trevor said, "Not bad, Tammy. You got this boy pussy whipped already."

"Tommy is not pussy whipped. What do you want?...never mind, I know what you
want. You won't get it, so why are you here?"

"To give you the good news."

"What good news? Did Cloverdale decide to go ahead a forfeit out of pity, or
did you quit the team out of a sense of duty?"

"No, you were nominated the best fuck at DDC."

"GET OUT OF THIS CAR!"

"I'm serious. You received a nominating score of 97 out of a possible 100."

"GET OUT OR I'M CALLING THE COPS!"

"No one has ever scored over 92, and that's going back four years."

"GET...OUT!"

"Your nearest rival got a score of 84."

This calmed her considerably. In a new tone, she said, "Who got 84?"

"Cindy Furguson."

"Cindy got an 84...get out!"

"Seriously."

"I scored higher than Cindy?"

"A lot higher. You blew Cindy out of the water, assuming the score holds
up."

Tommy couldn't hold it in any longer and burst out, "Time out. How can a
virgin earn any score? What is there to score? Are you scoring on looks or
hopes and dreams?"

Tammy sat quietly. Trevor said, "Do you want to tell him or can I? Let me.
[looking around her] She ain't no virgin, dip wad. The guy who nominated her
has screwed every chick that puts out. I believe you know Kenny Dugan, our
star quarterback. His score carries a lot of throw weight. That's how she
got up in the nineties. We add ten to any score Kenny comes up with, and she
only fucked Kenny, so there was nothing to average. He scored her an 87.
Throw weight bumped her to 97."

Tammy still wasn't saying anything. Tommy said, "Tammy, is it true what he
said? Did you and Kenny...ever..."

Like a bad puppy looking at a puddle of piss, she looked to Tommy and said
words that seemed to cause her pain, "Well...yes, a few times."

"A few times? You said you were a virgin."

"I was."

"Were you when you told me you were?"

"Well...no,...not exactly....All right, I lied, Tommy, but you had no right
putting me on the spot like that."

"What do you mean I had no right? We were contemplating marriage. I had
every right."

"Well, I'm sorry, but I just wanted our first time to be special, and be on
our honeymoon, and I felt like a virgin for you, so I said I was virgin. If
that makes a difference, you can have your ring back."

Trevor sat back against the door, taking this all in. Mentally, he said,
"Point, Tammy."

Tommy calmed and meekly said, "No, sweetheart, it makes no difference. I
think it's just the shock."

"If it makes you feel any better, this happened before we started going out,
and it didn't last long, about three weeks. Furthermore, every girl on the
squad has to do it with Kenny. I was the last holdout, but the pressure to
join the others was too great. It was either do Kenny or leave the squad. I
did Kenny. We did it a few times over the course of a few weeks and then he
moved on."

Trevor said, "Yeah, Tommy, they only fucked four or five times a day for a
little over three weeks. [Tammy faced away from Tommy and hung her head in
her hand] It couldn't have been much more than a hundred times. Here, let me
check my notes. [pulling a note pad from his shirt pocket] Here it is - 106.
I guess that's a lot. Yeah, she maxed the willingness-to-fuck portion. He
gave her a ten out of a possible ten. That translates to fucks-like-a-bunny.
Horny little thing, ain't she?"

Tammy took a deep breath and sat up. She then looked to Tommy and said,
"Okay, it was more than a few. I wasn't counting. Evidently, he was. I want
to find out what else he said about me and get to the bottom of this contest
of theirs. I'd rather do this with you present, but I can meet with Trevor
some other time if that's the way you want it."

"I don't want you meeting with anyone."

"Fine, then just listen and don't interrupt. I don't want to hear any sighs,
or moans, or comments, or questions. If we need to discuss anything, we'll
do it when we're alone. Agreed?"

"Sure, go ahead."

She turned on the seat to face Trevor, saying, "There's something I'm not
clear on. This throw weight thing. You said I got a 97 out of a possible
100. With ten points of throw weight, wouldn't that make for a possible
110?"

"No, there are nine ten-point categories for a total of ninety. With max
throw weight, that makes the 100 possible. You lost three points."

"What are the categories?"

"You know one - willingness to fuck. Then there's tits, ass, pussy, and
legs. That's five. Six is pussy fucking. Seven is ass fucking. Eight is blow
jobs. Nine is sort of a miscellaneous - over all looks, dress, disposition,
and smarts. The ninth category pretty much says what a fox you are, like
rating a girl on a scale from one to ten. I know Cindy lost points there.
She got an eight."

"Kenny said Cindy was an eight! You're shitting me - Cindy Furguson?"

"Remember, now, her score was an average of all those who rated her, which
was everyone who screwed her, which was everyone, all thirty-three. That
averaged out to eight."

"That can't be."

"Cindy is not very bright. Most guys value brightness in a chick, at least
two or three points worth."

"You're right. She's not the brightest bulb on the tree, but I'm surprised
to learn you guys care. How did I do in the ninth category?"

He thumbed through the pad, then said, "A ten. I would have guessed ten. You
are a ten, Tammy. I think most everyone would agree on that, not just the
Lords."

"Wow, I am so flattered. So, what areas was I faulted in?"

"Let's see. Tits - 10; Ass - 10; Pussy - 10; Legs - 9."

"What's wrong with my legs? Does it say?"

"Yes. I guess you have a scar on the right one."

She showed him a one-inch faint line on the outside of her right knee,
saying, "Yeah, right here. I can't even remember how I got that. I'm
surprised he noticed. So, I lost a point because of this little scar, huh?"

"It's a flaw. Your legs aren't perfect. Ten says they are."

"Okay, where else am I not perfect?"

"Let's see...category six - pussy fucking. Got a ten. That's rare. That says
you're a perfect fuck. Kenny has never said that any girl was a perfect
fuck. That blew our minds."

"Really! He said I was perfect?"

"What he actually wrote was, 'Absolute perfection.' Kenny always finds
something to criticize in category six. He is very picky about the way a
girl uses her pussy. She has to work for it."

"Boy, I'll say. You really have to apply yourself to get him off. He doesn't
do much but watch you workout on his dick, and you'd better use all of it
and throw in a lot of hip action with gyrations. You get a workout, let me
tell you, and when he cums, your pussy had best be sucking like
a...oops...[looking back to Tommy] sorry...forgot you were here. I guess you
don't want to here this."

"No, this is all very interesting, Tammy. Pretend I'm not here. Say whatever
you feel like saying. We can discuss it later."

She shrugged like a puppy with a wet nose, then turned back to Trevor,
saying, "Okay, that leaves two categories. I had to have lost those two
points there."

"Yeah, one each."

"What were they again?"

"Ass fucking and blow jobs."

"Did he say what I did wrong?"

"Under ass fucking, you lost a point for telling him you won't do that. If
you hadn't done that, you would have received a ten, but don't let that go
to your head. It's hard to fuck up butt fucking. Nines and tens are common."

"Okay, what about my blow jobs?"

"Let's see...blow jobs...blow jobs...here it is. Like I figured. You spit
out the first wad. That's typical."

"I didn't know you were supposed to swallow. No one told me."

"Like I said, it's typical, still, you got a nine which isn't typical. Girls
generally don't give good head. A nine says you got that sword swallowing
technique mastered, and you love sucking cock."

"Yeah, I got pretty good at it after he showed me how to overcome the gag
reflex. I suppose you know that Kenny has a big cock...nine inches. I could
get it all in and lick his nuts."

"I know what Kenny has, and I have an inch on him...and I'm thicker...plus I
have bigger balls. If you were licking my nuts, I could probably shoot my
wad directly into your stomach."

"No kidding. You have a ten-inch cock, really!"

"Yes, would you like to see it?"

"I, uh...I would but [she looked to Tommy, then back] but I'd better pass."

"Suit yourself, but to win, you'll have to be vouched for. Someone has to
vouch for Kenny's evaluation before you can enter the finals. It doesn't
have to be me, but you'll have to select from a member of the Lords."

"Finals?"

"The top three enter the finals and screw each of the Lords over the course
of the school year. You can screw and do as much as you want, but the
cut-off is June 1st. We then put it to a vote and select a winner."

"Win what?"

"There's the title, good for one year, which would be your entire senior
year, and there's a grand in prize money."

"A thousand dollars?"

"In cash, awarded after you serve your term."

"Serve how?"

"Serve the Lords."

"How?"

"By never turning down a Lord. Do you want it spelled out?"

"No, I think I get the picture. So, who was number three?"

"Michelle Acheson."

"Figures. Talk about fucks like a bunny. She is part bunny, Playboy Bunny."

"She's a fucking whore, no class. Everybody's tired of fucking that slut.
Same with Cindy. If you ask me, with you in the competition, they may as
well sit in a corner and frig off. You're a cinch to win. I'm sure they are
praying you ain't got the nerve to compete. They are looking for a forfeit."

"I might be forced to forfeit, but I am not afraid to compete against those
two sluts. Now what, do Tommy and I talk this over and get back to you?"

"Not so fast. You are not officially qualified for the finals."

"But I got the highest score."

"True, but you need a voucher because you only had one rater. You had a good
one, but there is always the possibility that Kenny's judgment was clouded
by love or affection. Basically, the voucher has to make a determination on
whether that was a factor. In other words, are you really that good, or was
he that good to you. It's a pass or fail type of thing."

"What would you have to do to make that determination?"

"Go through the categories. Make my own calls. See if we're close. My throw
weight is eight. I'll give you those two points. If you score in the 90's
with me, I'd pass you."

"You're saying we'd have to have sex."

"The works - oral, anal, vaginal, a physical exam, some pictures."

"Pictures?"

"Assuming you pass, yes. Every finalist has a set of pictures taken;
besides, the winner gets a full layout for us to hang on the clubhouse
walls."

"Porno?"

"We ain't Boy Scouts, and this ain't no Prom Queen contest. We're talking
about DDC's number one fuck, the girl every guy wants to put a dick in, the
dream queen, the cream queen, the jackoff babe. Whoever she is had best not
be bashful. There will be a copy of her beaver in every guy's wall locker."

"A picture of my pussy in every locker! Are you saying every Lord's locker
or every guy's locker?"

"Every swing dick at DDC. Figure twelve hundred copies, and those will be
copied and recopied. Like I said, she had best not be bashful. You're not
bashful, are you, Tammy?"

"No, not really. I have always been proud of my body. I don't think the
human body is anything to be ashamed of, not if you are in good shape and
take care of yourself."

Trevor reached to her thigh and pushed the hem of her pleated skirt to the
crotch, exposing all of her legs as she sat facing him with her back to
Tommy, her right leg bent at the knee and laid against the back of the seat.
The left was straight out on the floor, so this action exposed her
cheerleader underwear, not really panties, but they were wet in the crotch
like panties. He said, "I have always admired your sexy legs. You can look
at these legs and know there's a dynamite pussy at the top."

Tammy looked down and couldn't see what he could see, so she pulled the hem
up so she could fully see the crotch, saying, "Well, I don't know what makes
a pussy a dynamite pussy, but there is a pussy at the top of my legs."

Trevor reached between her legs and cupped her pussy, saying, "Yeah, there's
a pussy here, a nice, plump, juicy pussy."

Tammy held for this feel-up with her lower lip in teeth, wishing she hadn't
started this and glad she did. Her pussy needed that gentle, reverent
petting. Had he groped and grabbed, she would have been able to push his
hand out, but the petting felt too good to stop. He didn't even try to slip
a finger in under the leg band. He massaged over the underwear, totally
disarming, so much so that she slowly fell back and began using Tommy as
back support with him now able to look down her front and see what Trevor
was doing with her holding her skirt out of the way.

All three were watching fingers toy with the pulpy flesh of her pussy. No
one said a word. They just sat there watching the wetness spread. Tammy
tried like hell to remain motionless at the very least, but when she lost
that battle, she also drew her left leg in to widen the spread. Once he had
her rolling on his massaging fingers and offering him an obscene spread,
Trevor said, "Are you horny, Tammy?"

"Can't you tell."

"Kenny said you'd like this."

"He would know. What else did Kenny tell you about me?"

"Well, he said once you start rolling your cunt, you'll take a finger. Once
you take a finger, you'll beg for a dick. Once you get a dick in you, hang
on for the ride of your life."

"Then what's stopping you?"

"I can't put a dick in you here at the Burger Hut, so there's no point in
slipping you the finger. That would just be torture for you."

"And you think this isn't?"

"I'll stop if you like, but what I want is your answer. Are you going to go
for the title or forfeit to Cindy."

"Do I have to decide now while you're doing this to me?"

Tommy said, "No, you don't. We have to discuss this, Tammy. He doesn't want
you thinking about this with a clear head, but I insist we discuss this and
you have to be thinking with a clear head when we do. I say we discuss this
with your parents first thing tomorrow morning if you're still seriously
thinking about it in the morning, which I seriously doubt."

Trevor angrily said, "You stay out of this, butt breath. This is between
Tammy and the Lords, and I am here on behalf of the Lords. We don't give a
rat's ass about your god damn engagement. I'll take that ring off her finger
and shove it up your ass. Say one more word and see if I don't."

All through this menacing threat, Trevor worked that pussy and Tammy ground
her pussy on his hand, now gripping her inner thighs, offering him a spread
as wide as possible. After putting Tommy in his place, Trevor looked to
Tammy and said, "Now, where were we?"

Tammy tried her best to keep her clit under his fingers. Either he didn't
realize this, or he was teasing her. In either event, it kept her at the
brink. She said, "You said I had to make a decision. I'd like to go for the
title, but I have to get Tommy's okay."

"This is between us, Tammy."

"It's also between me and Tommy. Let me talk to him. I can reason with him.
We'll discuss this here and now, and whatever we decide, I'll stick to it. I
promise, no going back."

"All right, I'll tell you what I'll do. I'll let you talk to him, but I'm
going to keep playing with your pussy while you two love birds hash this
out. If I see you losing ground, I'm going to slip you the finger. You won't
get the dick, but you'll get the finger. Will you go along with that?"

"Yes. We can take the undies off if you want. That'll make it easier for you
to slip me the finger when you think I need it."

"Let's do that."

Tommy rolled his eyes and thought, "Jesus Christ, Tammy, hand it to him on a
silver platter why don't you!"

Tammy didn't know what her hubby-to-be was thinking. He was the furthest
thing from her mind though she used him for back support as she quickly got
the undies off with Trevor's assistance, then resumed her splayed spread
with her hands once again grasping her inner thighs, pulling herself open,
doing her best to make a silver platter out of her crotch, electrified by
the bare flesh contact as Trevor worked his fingers through her intimate
flesh, bringing her to a rapid boil before he said, "Okay, go ahead."

Tammy took a moment to gather her wits, then looked over her right shoulder
to see Tommy looking at her pussy just as Trevor pull the lips wide apart.
She said, "Don't look at that; look at me...Tommy...TOMMY...I want this
title, Tommy. I want it bad. It may sound crazy to you, but I am that good,
and I want the recognition."

His gaze kept darting to her splayed pussy and was on her pussy as he said,
"What, the title of biggest whore at DDC?"

"No, the best fuck at DDC. Tommy, stop looking down there. Look at me...You
should be proud. I'm your girl."

While watching her hole getting rimmed, he said, "Yeah, my girl, their
whore."

"Oh FUCK! [Trevor slipped her the finger...deep] Oh god....Ugh,
Trevor...Damnit, Tommy, don't be so insecure and possessive....Ummm....It's
just six months of finals and one fucking year of...Oh, yes...service. You
weren't going to get any anyway....Oh, yes, put two fingers in...ummm, that'
s so good..."

"That's not what this is about. They're going to turn you into a whore, the
gang whore, the team fuck and plaster the school with your porno. They won't
use rubbers and they won't pull out. You'll be pregnant at the alter in an
off-white wedding dress, nursing one little bastard while saying, 'I do.'
That's what this is all about, Tammy. They're just out to fuck up our
wedding and make a mockery of our engagement."

"Ummm, oh god, this is murder....Tommy, don't give me a ration of shit over
this. This is something I want. Make it a gift. I'll be grateful for the
rest of my life, but if you deny me this, I'll resent you for the rest of my
life. I...want...this. Let me be a winner."

"Damnit, Tammy, don't you care about what anyone thinks."

"No, I don't because they'll think I'm a great fuck - the best. Maybe the
best ever. No one will ever beat a 97. That's a record by a wide margin.
Cindy scored 82, Tommy."

"84."

"Okay, 84, big deal. I blew Cindy out of the water. You heard him. I want
everyone to know that I beat Cindy by fifteen points."

"Thirteen."

"Whatever. I blew her out of the water."

"Tammy, I've been going to DDC for three years and so have you. Why have we
never heard about this best fuck contest? Why don't I have pictures for my
locker? Who are the previous year's winners? This is bullshit. It's a con.
They just want a whore."

"No, it's not. Tell him, Trevor."

Trevor kept working his two middle fingers deep in her pussy the way she
liked with Tommy watching while he said, "The football team has been doing
this for four seasons. The Lords are now the team, and we're doing it
different. We're going all out, letting everyone know, offering prize money,
the works. It ain't bull shit, fuck face. Don't piss on her dreams with your
lies and insecurities. She's right. You should be proud that the Lords want
your girl to be our number one whore."

Tommy said, "There, Tammy, did you hear that? They want you to be their
whore."

"Their number one whore. Yes, I heard it, and Trevor is right - you should
be proud that I am the Lord's number one whore. I will be unless you ruin
everything by being a possessive and insecure pussy."

"All right, Tammy, I give up. You win, but I am not going to be proud."

She twisted, threw her arms around his neck, and cried, "Oh, thank you,
thank you, thank you! I take it all back. You're no possessive pussy; you're
all man, my man. I love you so much, and I just know you'll be proud. You'll
see that I really am the best, and you'll know that, one day, I'll be all
yours. When I say, 'I do' it'll be all you."

"Great. I can't wait." He said with no conviction.

Tammy sat up, sat back against the seat, and placed her arm around Tommy's
shoulder while offering Trevor a pussy to keep fingering. She did that by
placing her left leg across Tommy's lap. Her right hand reached into Trevor'
s crotch to feel a ten-inch cock. Trevor unbuckled, unsnapped, and unzipped.
He wore no underwear, so Tammy soon held a mighty cock in one hand and her
awed fiancee's left shoulder in the other, the three of them staring at the
cock her hand was pumping, fondling, and fawning over - a mighty impressive
specimen of manhood - balls and all. Tommy felt mighty tiny and wished he
were elsewhere - anywhere elsewhere.

Tammy knew Tommy was a bit tiny from slow dancing with him, but she told
herself that wasn't important. She never told him. They never discussed sex.
Virgins never do. Her secret was out and she would have played with his
cock, too, but didn't want to embarrass him, so she played with Trevor's
cock, let him finger her pussy, and placed an arm around Tommy, which was
very humiliating, maybe not as embarrassing, but thoroughly humiliating. She
didn't mean it to be, but it was.

Tammy had to fuck that cock. She made that quite evident. She held to it
possessively, stroked it wantonly, and hungered for it obviously. Trevor
didn't look like he intended to go anywhere. Tommy wasn't leaving. The car
belonged to his parents. You can't fuck at the Burger Hut, and the Hut was
no place to be playing with naked genitals. Too many high schoolers were out
and about, socializing, poking heads in windows, saying hi. They had been
lucky. Their luck was running out.

On his own initiative, Tommy started the car. Tammy said, "Where are we
going?"

"Anywhere but here."

Trevor said, "Take us out to the bluffs."

"The bluffs are worse than the Burger Hut."

"Yeah, but those are my people. The Lords own the bluffs. The cops don't
bother us there."

"Come on, Trevor. I don't want to go out there, not with Tammy. Can't we
find a quiet place, a private place, some place the cops never check? I know
a good place. We can go there? You two can do whatever it is you have to do,
then I'll bring you back."

"Fine, take us to your spot. I gotta fuck her, see how she sucks, and try
her ass. Assuming that goes well and she's in the finals, we can then run up
to the bluffs. Kenny will be up there. If she's in the finals, they can have
a little reunion in a ring of head lights. You'd like that, wouldn't you
Sweet Puss? You, Kenny, center stage. The whole gang will be there around
midnight. It'll be like fucking on the fifty-yard line at half time. They
can all see for themselves what a fine bod you have and what a fantastic
fuck you are."

Tommy in a panic said, "No, Tammy, it's a setup! You're going to get gang
banged. There's no test, no finals. He just wants you all to himself, first.
He wants first crack at knocking you up. Can't you see that?"

Tammy couldn't see anything except pubic hair. At the mention of Kenny's
name, she went down and got her mouth on the cock. Tommy had a good view
because she slipped to the floor board and got between Trevor's legs. He saw
her swallow that ten-inch truncheon like a fat, dull sword. She was now
licking nuts, doing her best to pass the blowjob test by bathing his
dickhead in stomach acid. Tommy caught driving glimpses of this dynamic,
deep-gullet blowjob and had to admit, his wife-to-be was an avid cock
sucker. He couldn't help but envy Trevor.

Trevor sat back with his arms laid out across the top of the long,
bench-like, front seat of the '54 Buick, watching his cock being devoured to
the balls while Tommy pleaded his case. After Tommy said his piece, Trevor
placed his left hand firmly on Tommy's right shoulder and said, "She can't
talk right now. Your fiancee has her mouth full - full of my cock. Why don't
you just drive the car. Maybe you two can talk about your theory after we
get to the bluffs, but don't bother her when she has a cock in her mouth,
and no talking during her exam. You might distract her and cause her to lose
points. She'd be really pissed if you ruin her chance to compete in the
finals."

Tommy just shook his head and drove toward his father's forty acre hunting
lease a few miles out of town in the direction of the bluffs. Tommy had the
combination to the chain that barred access. Once inside, they'd be safe
from snoops or cops. As he drove, he kept watching his beautiful fiancee
make a fool of herself very well. She kept a big shit-eating grin on Trevor'
s face by fawningly fucking her face on his loins, sometimes coming off to
better lick his balls or delve her tongue way back to tickle the asshole's
asshole. She made big brownie points that way.

Tommy never suspected the Lords could be this slick or Tammy this naive and
gullible. He had to hand it to them, and Trevor in particular. This scheme
of theirs was good, damn good, and there was no convincing Tammy that they
were playing her for a fool. If they could keep up the ruse this well, she
just might spend the rest of her junior year and all of her senior year as a
whore for the Lords, thinking all the while that she was a damn beauty
queen, a winner, number one, numero uno, DDC's best.

He didn't think the prospect of getting knocked up or of bringing a couple
of bastards into the marriage bothered her - simply the price of fame, two
souvenirs from her days of glory. Tommy didn't even want to think about the
things that would be written in her yearbook. They'd have to keep that
pornographic high school momento hidden from the kids, at least their own
kids. The bastards might want to read what their fathers had to say. He
pictured an older Tammy, seated on the sofa with a naked bastard on either
side of her, the yearbook opened on her naked lap, covering their hands,
reading to them while they played with her star pussy. That bizarre image
never would have entered is mind prior to Trevor entering his Dad's car.

Tammy saw Tommy watching, came off, and said, "Are we going to the lease?"

"Yes."

"Great. [looking up to Trevor] His dad has a hunting lease. That'll be
perfect. There's a blanket in the trunk. We can do the exam on that. This is
just a warm-up. I'm not trying to make you cum."

"Sounds good. Keep it hard. I know you swallow cum, so that won't be
necessary. I'd rather cum in your pussy."

Tammy came up from another deep dive and said, "Just tap my head and I'll
hop on it. I'll finish sucking with my pussy. How's that?"

"Do that, and you've got a ten-point blowjob."

She smiled and went down with ten points in the bag. Tommy arrived at the
chain, got out shaking his head, but smiling this time. While working the
combination in the beam of his headlights, he said aloud, "What a fucking
whore. Mind if I knock you up? No, I don't mind. I'll suck your bastard out
with my talented cunt for ten blowjob points. Jesus Christ...my wife, a
fucking whore. I'll just bet she says, 'I do...I do everyone except this
pencil prick I'm marrying. Would you hold the bastard so he can slip the
ring on my finger? Thanks.' Christ..."

Tommy returned to the car to find his future wife sitting astride Trevor's
hips, riding the pony gently with her bare tits in his hands. She was all
the way down, riding high in the saddle with her back arched, thrusting her
chest into his hands with her shoulders back, hardly moving at all. They
were bathed in interior light. Tammy looked over and said, "No, he's not
cumming. I'm just giving him a sample of my pussy while he examines my
breasts. He didn't believe I could suck with it. That's what I'm doing. I'm
pussy sucking him."

Tommy had to squeeze in, her right knee crowding him against the door.
Trevor looked like he had a pussy sucking him. He slowly looked over wearing
a blissful, shitting grin and said, "Your fiancee can suck a cock with her
pussy. Kenny was right. Your sweetie has a real squeeze box between her sexy
legs. How about these titties? Did you ever see her titties?"

Tommy eased through the gateway with the door open. "No."

"Not even a feel inside the bra?"

"No."

"Damn. She was playing up that virgin angle to the hilt, wasn't she?"
He stopped to go back and lock the chain behind him. He wasn't going to
answer, but Tammy said, "It wasn't that so much. I just wanted to save
everything for the honeymoon - you know, to make it special."

Tommy waited, sure that Trevor would have something interesting to say. He
said, "I guess this will ruin your honeymoon having him here, watching the
exam. There won't be any surprises left, except what it feels like to be me.
He'd need a ten-inch cock to know what that feels like. What he's likely to
feel is what its like to fuck a pussy that the big nigger linemen have been
fucking all year. That'll be a surprise if he don't fall in. Those mule
fuckers call me tiny."

Now, he was very interested to hear Tammy's response. Had she thought about
the blacks, mule fuckers, about black bastards and pussy a guy could fall
into. Would that sober her up? He was also very curious as to why she hadn't
gone off with Trevor to do this thing in private. She went out of her way to
make her fiancee a part of it. She was showing off and torturing the man she
loved and wanted to marry. She had to know that, but why. He was very
curious.

Tammy said to Trevor, but it was all aimed at Tommy, "Maybe there won't be
any surprises, but he has seen this much. Maybe there shouldn't be any
except he and I making love for the first time, and he won't fall in. I'll
keep in shape. I can take a large cucumber, wear inside me all day, then
take it out and squeeze down on a pencil. That's how I keep my pussy in
shape. I'm not worried about the Negroes, and you shouldn't call them
niggers. They don't like that."

"We call them spear chuckers. They don't give a shit as long as we share the
white pussy. When we can hand them your white pussy, they'll smile big when
we say, 'Here, nigger, fuck a little black bastard into this white whore.'"

Tammy playfully slapped his chest and said, "Oh, you! I can see it won't be
easy being the Lord's number one whore, but I'll show you guys. I'll be
smiling, too. I'll smile real big whenever one of them comes in my pussy. I'
m not afraid to get pregnant, and I don't care what color the baby is. The
Lord's number one whore shouldn't, should she?"

Trevor confirmed that, but Tommy heard enough and exited the car as he did
so. While securing the chain he said aloud, "Fuck, what a kinky bitch.
Nigger bastards. Naked little picaninny bastards running all around my
house, fucking my wife...mother fuckers. Shit! I wish her mother could hear
her talk."

Tommy returned to find them fucking, Tammy riding up and down the pole while
French kissing him passionately. Tommy eased in, trying not to disturb them,
but her leg didn't give him room to sit fully in the driver's seat and close
the door, so he sat at the edge and drove with the door ajar which left the
interior light on, which gave him views of obscenity to the right. The
fucking was bad enough, but the kissing broke his heart. That was the way
she kissed him when they made out on the blanket under stars and talked
about their bastardless future. The subject of bastards never once came up -
or cucumbers, sword swallowing, negro mule fuckers, Lords, whores, pregnant
brides. You think you know a girl.

Tommy coasted slowly to their favorite grassy spot, put the car in park, and
turned off the engine, expecting them to stop. They didn't, so he took the
key and went to the trunk. He got their love blanket out and spread it out
in the beam of the head lights. They never did anything in the beam of head
lights, but he figured she'd want lots of illumination. She was in a real
show-off mood and getting worse. When he returned to the car, they were on
their backs with their loins aimed at the open driver's door, Tammy over
Trevor, tits-up showing her stuffed cunt while he twirled her nipples and
she twirled her clit - a most provocative sight in fairly good light.

They were showing off, so Tommy stood and let them. He stared at her pussy
and admired the manly cock it rode slowly on. He wished he had a cock like
that, thick and muscular looking, a real cock, not a peter. She had a
gorgeous pussy, a perfect pussy, soft and sexy, full looking, clean, trimmed
neatly, aroused in pastel white and tittie pink, extremely wet, a real
slippery, slimy, slit plowed wide and stretched thin. Tommy pictured it with
a shiny black cock in it, a bigger one, pumping a copious load of negro
semen. The puffy labia lips would be stretched even thinner. The hole would
cling more tenaciously a large ebony shaft. No sperm would escape that tight
seal. The blacks would stand the best chance; plus, she'd suck their sperm
into her womb. The image and the sight made his peter hard like a pencil. Go
figure.

The fuckers weren't looking his way, but probably knew he was there. After
three minutes of viewing, Tammy raised her head and looked down her torso.
Their eyes met. She did not stop her sensuous grinds or her clit play as she
said, "You shouldn't be looking at this, Tommy. You'll only torture
yourself. You're not getting any until the honeymoon. You're not getting any
sex until the honeymoon. I'm saving that or we won't get married. I mean it.
Something is going to be special and it's going to be the sex. Do you
understand that?"

"I understand. You've made the point several times."

"It bears repeating. You can watch me having sex with all kinds of guys just
as long as I know that you know you aren't getting any. I don't care if you
watch. You can stare at my pussy with a cock in it like you're doing now.
That doesn't bother me, but I would think it would bother you. If it makes
you horny, don't expect me to take care of it for you. Feel free to jack
off. I know you need relief. Jackoff any time you feel like it. I wouldn't
mind watching, just don't get any on me. Until we're married, you should
squirt your seed in the dirt. That's exactly what you should do, that way,
when you can finally squirt it in me, it'll be special."

"It would be if your weren't pregnant with someone else's child."

"It would still be special if you're used to squirting your seed in dirt. At
least you'll be putting it where it belongs, in your wife's pussy."

"Isn't that like planting seeds in a flower pot with a root-bound plant
already in it."

"Yes, I suppose, but isn't that better than tossing seeds in the garbage? At
least you'll get to do some planting after watching all those others plant.
Most of the time, they'll be fucking pregnant pussy, too."

"We could postpone the wedding until you're not pregnant."

"I don't want to. After spending a years as the Lord's number one whore, I
should stand pregnant at the alter, hopefully showing well. I like that
image you came up with, the one of me nursing one bastard while pregnant
with another and saying my vows. I saw me in a wedding dress that consisted
of high heels, itty bitty bikini bottoms, and a vale, nine months pregnant,
about to bust."

"Why not wear heels and a vale? Are you bashful?"

"You think I won't. Think again. I'll do it with a shaved bald pussy and
thirty-three loads of cum running down my legs. I'll show everyone how the
best fuck to ever come out of DDC gets married. Will you be there?"

"It wouldn't be much of a wedding without a groom, now would it."

"You didn't answer my question. Will you be there...as the groom?"

"I'll be there just to see the look on your mother's face."

"Is that supposed to scare some sense into me? Who do you think taught me
how to turn my cunt into a squeeze box, give deep suck blow jobs, and take a
big dick up the ass? Who do you think got me ready for Kenny, encouraged me,
coached me, made me the fuck I am. She fucked me before Kenny did. Poor mom
never got to be a whore. She missed out. She doesn't want that to happen to
me. She'll be there, proud as a peacock. She'll shave my pussy for me. She
loves giving me my pussy trims. Shocking, isn't it? Well that's nothing.
When she's done, she kisses it, French kisses it. She sucks my cunt, Tommy.
My mom eats my pussy. Guess who's coming on the honeymoon with us - Mom and
Dad, one room, one bed, one big happy family - unless you want out."

Tommy was stunned, but Tammy looked dead serious. Trevor came alive,
struggled up on his elbows, and said, "Shit, Tammy, how would your old lady
like to be in the finals with you."

"She'd probably love that, but she's not a student at DDC."

"We'll amend the rules."

"You can't do that; besides, I don't want to compete against my own mother.
Suppose she wins."

"You're sure to come in second."

"I don't want to come in second."

"You'll win. You're young."

"Yeah, but she's better. She taught me all I know. I think she'd win."

"Damn, is she a looker?"

"She looks like Ann Margaret with bigger boobs."

"Fuck! I've seen her. That's your mom!"

"Yes. See why I don't want her in the finals."

"Where's your spirit of competition? What's the point of winning a shoe-in?"

"NO! It's not fair! She is not a student, and it's no fair making up rules
as you go along. I won't do it. I won't!"

"All right...all right. Calm down. Forget I said anything about bringing her
in, but can we fuck her after you win? Will she join in, come to parties, do
shit with you?"

"You mean eat my pussy in front of a bunch of horny jocks and their whores?"

"Yes."

"Maybe. She fantasizes about shit like that a lot, or licking me while I get
fucked on my honeymoon, or being held down for dogs, or being sold into
sexual slavery, or forced to make porno movies, or bear bastards for
Negroes, pulling trains on buses, fucking in public, masturbating for a
classroom full of little boys, letting monkeys fuck her face. She has a ton
of good ones, but she never does anything except with me. She likes to
masturbate with someone watching and she talks out loud. I know her inside
and out. She'd like to do all kinds of shit; she just doesn't have the guts.
She has the guts to go on my honeymoon. She can't wait to lick Tommy's nuts
while we're fucking."

Looking to a stunned Tommy, Tammy said, "Does that turn you on, stud? Will
that make you plant your seeds where you're supposed to, or am I too sick to
take as a wife?"

This was not as sarcastic as the words made it seem. There was something
deeper being said, and Tammy was saying things she shouldn't be saying in
front of Trevor. There was a message that Tommy began seeing. This really
wasn't Tammy, but it was the Tammy her mom wanted. She must have been under
a great deal of pressure for quite some time, finally giving in to Kenny,
but drawing the line there, finding love, making a commitment, staying true,
chaste. Trevor pushed her over the edge, right into her mother's bizarre
fantasy world. She felt sick in that world.

Tommy felt for her, but the image of her mother licking them while they
fuck, joining them on the honeymoon, watching her and Tammy eat each other,
watching Tammy's dad fuck her. He was now sure he already had. That nasty
shit struck a chord with him. It seemed like some middle ground could be
reached. Fuck the Lords, but give Mom something.

They needed to be alone. They did not need to go to the bluffs. If she went
there, she'd go off the edge. She'd be what made her sick. There ensued a
pregnant pause white Tommy thought about a way to handle this situation. At
least she had stopped grinding herself on Trevor's cock and was no longer
playing with her clit. Trevor, still up on his elbows made a nice recliner
for her, and he couldn't understand what was going on, only that something
was and he didn't like it.

He took more pregnant pause than he could stand and blurted out, "Why do you
want to marry this dip wad, anyway. Hell, the Lords will marry your ass. We'
ll hold a ceremony and everything, maybe get a big mutt to stand in as the
groom. You're old lady will love that. When he gets to that part where he
says, 'You may now kiss the bride,' Instead, he'll say, 'You may now fuck
the bride.' You get down on all fours and let the mutt fuck you, then we'll
all go on a honeymoon and let your old lady lick our nuts while we fuck you.
Hell, we'll bring the mutt along, too. Now, that's a wedding."

Tammy said, "Shut up, Trevor. I want to hear what he has to say....Tommy, am
I too sick to marry. Tell me the truth, because I would give Mom a wedding
like that. She'd like a wedding like that, only with you as the groom
holding the dog's leash. I would actually do it, Tommy. I would get down on
my hands and knees in a packed auditorium and let a dog mate with me in
front of your family, my family, invited guests, and the Lords I had been
serving. They'll all know what a whore I am long before the wedding, and you
can bet that won't be the first dog they mate me to. I expect they'll have a
few up at the bluffs. I'll fuck them and tell Mom all about it while she
eats me and frigs off. I'm that sick, Tommy...well?"

"Well, you're not going to the bluffs..."

Trevor shouted, "HEY FUCKER, I'LL..."

"YOU SHUT UP! You wanna fight, we'll fight. I'll lose, but she's not going
anywhere without me...ever, and we will never go to the bluffs."

"You son-of-a-bitch...I'll..."

Tammy kept him from getting up and loudly said, "You lay one finger on Tommy
and I'll scratch your eyes out. Shut up and listen to what he has to say. Go
on, Tommy, I'm listening."

"First off, you're not going to be the Lord's number one whore or any whore
and be my wife. I won't keep you from having sex with guys. You can pick the
time and place, but I must be present. What you and your mom do doesn't
bother me. I don't think that's sick. Your mom and dad are welcome to join
us on our honeymoon and share a bed. If you get pregnant, you get pregnant.
I'll plant my seed in a pregnant bride, but I will not allow her to mate
with dogs during our wedding. My family for one, will be put off. The
wedding dress alone will be a bit much for them, so I insist on the bikini
bottoms but they can be very brief."

Clearly excited, now massaging her clit and giving Trevor a good rolling
grind, she smilingly said, "How brief?"

"I'd like most of your pussy to be hidden."

"Can the lips show?"

"Yes, but let's hide the pink if you're going to get fucked right before you
come down the aisle."

"Yes, Mom would want that to clearly show - the sperm, I mean - running down
my legs. She'd like the people to see gobs of it oozing from my fucked hole,
but you're right - that would be a bit much. I'm thinking a string bikini
bottom with the crotch strap nestled between my shaved pussy lips with cum
runs down both legs to my heels."

"That's fine, but lets hold the sperm to one. Let's not overdo it. One good
load should accomplish that. Maybe your father would do us that honor?"

That kicked her into high gear and made Trevor bite down on his lower lip.
She wailed on her clit as she cried, "Oh god, you don't mind if Daddy fucks
me?"

"Why should I mind? He'll be fucking you on the honeymoon and from there
after, won't he?"

"YES! OH GOD! I'm cumming...so good...oh god...yesssss..."

Trevor came too, heaved up and came. That pussy sucked him dry and then they
both collapsed in a pant. Those two looked very satisfied and very spent.
She looked fantastic after a good fuck. He stood there watching for a while,
then impulsively leaned in and planted a kiss to her raw clit. That brought
her head up. He was still hovering over their sopping wet genitals, looking
up sheepishly having taken a sexual liberty he wasn't sure she would approve
of. He only meant to let her know that he didn't mind that she sucked Trevor
's balls dry with her pussy and then laid there soaking in his seed like she
were trying to get pregnant. It was a kiss that said she could have Trevor's
baby if she wanted to.

Tammy understood perfectly well what that kiss meant. She just didn't expect
that from Tommy. When their eyes met, she smiled and said, "Do that again."

He smiled, eased in, and took all of her clit into his mouth for a good
kiss, a French kiss while their eyes remained locked on each other, passing
reams of messages that all said they were perfect for each other and would
be happily married. She had to fuck a bunch of guys and stay barefoot and
pregnant for her mom, but he needed to suffer without and jackoff in dirt.
That was for Tammy, her little kink. She also liked seeing his mouth on her
pussy when it had a guy's spent dick in it. She hadn't thought about that
before, that being the impossible dream.

New ideas were popping into her head. Tommy saw them, saw a gleam in her
eye, then heard her say, "Lick all of my pussy - top, sides, bottom. Lick
all over. Prove to me that I can fuck anybody I want and let them cum in my
pussy. Convince me that I'm free to have all the sex I want."

There was no way to lick her pussy all over without licking Trevor's cock.
She may as well have said, "I want to see you lick his cock." Tommy didn't
want to lick that slimy cock. He did and didn't. He wanted to do it for
Tammy, but didn't want Trevor to know. He'd know. He was up on his elbows
peering around Tammy who had gotten up on stiff arms for a good look. She
spread her legs frog fashion, expecting the lick. Trevor strained to see if
he'd do it.

Tommy hated to give Trevor that satisfaction because it was sure to get all
over school, but his desire to thrill Tammy won out. He gave her a lick up
the left lip, just grazing the cock - ninety percent lip, ten percent cock,
but that ten percent made Trevor go, "Fuck, I don't believe it. The fucker's
licking my dick while it's in his fiancee's pussy."

Tammy said, "Hush, Trevor. You'll make him self conscious. He'll lick it all
over if you'll just let him adjust to the idea. I want him to get used to
licking cocks that are in my pussy." She then addressed Tommy as thought
that last message wasn't for him, saying, "You're doing good, Tommy. Don't
be afraid of licking his cock, too. It won't hurt you, and it certainly
doesn't make you queer. It just proves you're man enough to share me with
other guys, that you can handle me fucking other guys and having babies with
them while you jackoff and squirt your seeds in the dirt. That's what your
licking means to me, especially when I see you licking cock. Let me see
that, Tommy. Lick his cock, just his cock. Do it for me, Sweetheart."

Tommy figured he may as well. The damage was done. He dragged his flattened
tongue over several inches of just cock and brought this from the cock's
owner: I don't believe this shit!

Tammy quickly said, "Be quiet, Trevor. I almost have him lapping. I can get
him to lap your entire dick if you'll just stay quiet. I might get him to
suck it like a queer. You'd like that, wouldn't you?"

"Hell, yeah. Do it. While your at it, have the faggot lick my balls."

"I'm getting to that. He'll lick your balls, but if you want to see him suck
your cock, you'll have to stay quiet and just watch. These things are very
delicate. I know how to handle him."

Tommy felt odd in a cock sucking holding pattern while Tammy played this
silly game, but it wasn't silly if she were doing this to have a great story
to tell her mom. The silly part was her pretending that he couldn't hear
their discussion when they both spoke in normal voices. It was like he were
mesmerized my cock, or drunk on the fumes of a fuck, unable to focus except
when she drew his attention, which she did, saying, "Tommy, that was very
good. I'm proud of you, now lick more cock and I'll give you more to lick."

Tommy made the decision to go all the way with this, not just to please
Tammy but to thrill her mom. Tommy had a bad case of blue gonads for that
sexy bitch, which only got worse when he discovered how hot and horny she
really was, not to mention kinky. She really was an Ann Margaret with bigger
tits, easily Del Diablo Canyon's finest specimen of womanhood. One would
think the straightest and most faithful, certainly no daughter sucker and
fucker. That's right, he mused, Tammy did say her mother fucked her. I
wonder how? Anyway, he was joining this sex circus, so he may as well get
kinky. If it's a cock sucking hubby they want, they got one...well, as soon
as he got through the training.

Tommy began lapping all of the cock that wasn't in his bride to be, roughly
four inches. Tammy said, "Very good. Lap all over. Don't forget the
underside...that's it. Lick it all over. Lick it clean and I'll give you
some more nice juicy cock. There's plenty more inside my pussy and it's all
nice and slimy, coated with our fuck juices - my cum and his cum all mixed
together, lots of good sperm to eat. You can have it all. I only need one to
get pregnant by. The rest are all yours."

Tommy hadn't counted on that - a cum sucking hubby? Pretty kinky. Was that
Tammy or her mom? Did it matter? The question was, could he eat it. The
light coating of slime on his cock wasn't bad, but that had to be mostly
pussy juice. He had no idea what raw sperm tasted like. He'd soon find out.

Tammy eased another two slimy inches out, saying, "There you go. That's good
and messy. Now, we're getting to the good stuff. Ummm, yummy."

It wasn't yummy but it wasn't bad. He tasted sperm, one line, maybe a drop
or two, but it was pure semen, white, slightly congealed. It was cum, all
right. A lot more appeared when the rim of his crown edged out like a cum
scoop, especially on the underside. He had to lap that before any dripped
onto his Dad's car seat. That would never do. Tammy kept dragging more out,
keeping Tommy busy trying to spare the seat, making him look like a starving
faggot, making Trevor laugh, making Tammy shush him.

Tommy ate a lot of cum. Tammy had to work the spongy cock in deep to fetch
more. Her efforts or all the good lapping was giving Trevor another woody.
That helped drag more out. Tammy paused with just the head in, saying, "Now
lick his balls. Show Trevor how much you appreciate him fucking me for you."

This was getting ridiculous. Tommy reached over and turned off the head
lights. It was a long walk back to town. He should have thought to do that
earlier when it was clear they weren't getting out. He licked balls to show
Trevor how much he appreciated him fucking his fiancee for him. She needed
fucking and he couldn't do it. Her mom wouldn't like that, or Tammy wouldn't
like that. Maybe that was her father's thing. Anyway, someone was into
torture the hubby. Tommy didn't care who. It didn't matter who, they came as
a package. Tammy had to get fucked, so Tommy showed his deepest appreciation
so well that he thrilled Tammy.

She said, "Oh, that's very good ball licking. You're making his cock hard.
Oh, Tommy, yes, thank him for making you all that yummy sperm with those
balls. You keep licking his balls like that and he'll brew you up a nice
fresh batch, then pump it all into my pussy. This time, I'll let you eat it
right from my cunt, or would you rather suck it straight from his cock the
way queers do? I'll let you decide. You earned it. Trevor, let Tommy know
when you're about to cum. I'll suck you with my cunt. Just lie back and
relax. Tommy, when you get the word, I'll hop off and you take over. Suck
him off with your mouth. Pump and suck. His cum with squirt into your mouth.
Just keep pumping and swallowing, then milk it toward the end. That way you'
ll get every drop he has to offer."

Shit, what happened to getting a choice. That was not his choice. It was
clear whose choice it was, although she might be doing this so she could
tell her mom that she made Tommy suck a guy off. Maybe that was her father's
thing. This was all very confusing, but somebody wanted a cock sucker and
Tammy wanted to deliver one. She sure seemed awfully turned on about it,
though. She sure knew how to suck a dick with her pussy and he could not
have had a better view. Hell, her clit kept hitting his nose until he
stopped licking balls and began licking her clit.

That was an instant hit with her. She cried out, "Oh yes, lick us while we
fuck. Oh god, Tommy, Mom and Dad are going to be thrilled when they hear
about this. You're going to do this for Daddy. You'll do this for Mom and
Dad when they fuck. I won't lick her pussy, but you will, won't you? You'd
love to lick her pussy, wouldn't you? You have the hots for her. I know you
do. She has a great pussy, Tommy, a fantastic pussy. I'm just not into
eating pussy. You can eat all the pussy you want. We'll both let you eat
pussy."

That was sweet music to Tommy's ears, Trevor's too, evidently. He cried, "I'
m fixin' ta blow!"

Tammy hopped off, completely off and knelt on the floor board. Tommy didn't
expect that. He didn't want to be looking into Trevor's face while sucking
him off, but Trevor was up, looking. Tammy held the cock up and shouted,
"Hurry, suck on it!"

Tommy crawled up, got his mouth over the head, and began sucking while Tammy
did the pumping for him. Trevor groaned, liquid jetted into Tommy's mouth,
followed by another, and another, then some dribbles. Tommy didn't swallow
until he had a mouthful, and then it was a gulp. Tammy was so excited. Tommy
took over the milking and thrilled her even more. She turned to Trevor and
said, "Didn't I tell you I'd have him sucking your cock like a queer."

"Can I talk, now?"

"Sure, say anything you want. He'll keep sucking."

"Look, I don't want this getting around. I mean, it's not cool letting some
guy suck your dick. Don't get me wrong. I like it. I'd like to keep doing
this when the three of us get together. Having a cock sucker along on a date
is tops. It just wouldn't be cool if it got around, know what I mean."

This came as a huge relief to Tommy. Tammy said, "I know what you mean. I
mainly wanted to get him over his aversion to sucking cocks. He'll be going
along on all my dates. I can't have him sitting there watching. He needs
something useful to do. Keeping my dates hard will be useful, and he needs
to show his gratitude for them fucking me for him. The least he can do is
clean up the mess and suck their cocks for them, don't you think?"

Trevor grinned down at Tommy and said, "The least. We're doing him a big
favor keeping a hot chick like you sexually satisfied."

"I think he knows that, otherwise he wouldn't still be sucking on your dick.
He's showing gratitude, and he's trying to get you hard again so you can
fuck me once more. Any chance of that?"

"Sure. Let's go out and get on the blanket. We can make out while he works
on the rod."

"Great idea. You're a good maker outer."

Tommy eased out and helped Tammy out. When her mouth was by his ear, she
said, "I love you. You...were...fan...tast...tic. My hero."

Tommy smiled and stepped aside for Trevor, saying, "Do you want light?"

He said no; she said yes; he changed his mind. Tommy started the engine and
let it idle with the lights on, and the damn engine just barely caught
before stalling on a dead battery. That was close. He hoped this blanket
party wouldn't take long because there wasn't much gasoline and Buicks drink
the stuff even at an idle.

They were stripped down and going at it hot and heavy when he arrived on the
scene. Trevor was on his back. The rod he was to attend was lying limp on
his thigh. Tommy got down on his belly between Trevor's wide legs and
examined the cock closely. It really was a beautiful organ, the penis.
Trevor had a very nice one, silky soft, hefty, nice big balls, not too
hairy. Tommy fondled, licked, and sucked the great organ of procreation. He
could suck a lot into his mouth in the limp state. That was neat.

Since Trevor would be keeping this a secret, serving him that way no longer
bothered, Tommy. In fact, it was kinda nice to do it without feeling shame
or embarrassment. It was kinda neat to suck a guy's dick, especially a big
one, a dick so much different than his own. The stuff that came out of a
dick wasn't bad, either. He now wished he had savored some, not gulped. He
didn't need to pretend he didn't like cum. With Tammy and Trevor, he could
be himself. He liked their cum, both of their cums. He liked it mixed. He
looked forward to eating a mixture directly from Tammy's cunt.

He wanted them to fuck. He wanted Trevor to cum in her pussy. He wanted
Trevor to knock her up. He wanted to lick them while they fuck, clean up the
mess they made, and thank Trevor for servicing his fiancee for him, thank
him properly. He liked his role in this strange sex trio - the sex helper,
the fucking assistant, the cock sucker along on the date. Even their making
out like lovers didn't bother him anymore. They looked great. He was a good
maker outer and she was a passionate girl, putting a lot into it.

Her bare ass was close by; in fact, her legs straddled Trevor's left leg
placing her ass over his left hip bone. She appeared to be rubbing off on
it. He could see her pussy in the head lights. He reached over and stroked
her ass. He lovingly stroked her bare ass, her legs, and her inner thighs,
but stayed away from pussy, sending her the message that he knew he was not
to take that liberty. She said he could eat it, not touch it. She seemed to
catch on and responded. She liked that more than if he had taken the
liberty.

He also conveyed that her passionate lovemaking didn't bother him. His
stroking encouraged her, brought out more passion. He had her pouring it on
heavy. Her finger appeared on the scene and rubbed her clit. She widened her
spread. Her pussy became very tempting, but he sensed that she did that just
to see if she could tempt him. He lightly traced his fingers all around her
pussy, very close, close enough to let her know that he knew where the
boundary was. This almost made her cum. She had to slow down.

They made out for a while longer, then parted. Tammy half rolled to her side
to look down Trevor's torso. She said, "How's it coming with that cock?"

Tommy took his mouth off to show her and say, "Almost there."

"Good. I need it bad. Let me know when he's hard enough to get in. I'll take
it from there. Just guide it for me."

Tommy returned to jacking and sucking while they watched him. Tammy said to
Trevor, "Isn't it great having a cock sucker along?"

"It's the only way to fly."

"He really likes your sperm. I can tell. He'd like to suck it right from
your cock again."

"He's going to have to suck this load out of your snatch."

"He won't mind that, either, as long as he gets it. You know, I think he's
queer for you."

"I don't care, as long as he makes me hard for you."

"He's doing that. Won't be long now. He'll enjoy licking us while we fuck. I
'll bet he jacks off while he's licking us. Tommy, you be sure to squirt in
the dirt. Move the blanket. I wanna see where you squirted, and don't put
your dick away. I wanna see how little it is. I want to see it spent."

Oddly, that made his dick harder if that was possible, and that got Trevor
where he needed to be. Tommy took his mouth off and said, "I think he's
ready."

Tammy threw her leg over and got on all fours astride Trevor. Tommy guided
the cock as her cunt came back. He hit the mark and she settled back,
pushing his hand down the shaft. Tommy then got his cock out, moved the
blanket to expose a patch of dirt he could hit, then went in and began
licking and jacking. Tammy fucked her pussy on the full length of his cock,
so Tommy was kept busy trying to lick at the point of connection.

Tammy liked this action but she really wanted to watch Tommy lick and jack
off, so she got turned around and got in the back crab-walk position with
her stiff arms on Trevor's chest. She held her knees wide to each side and
had an excellent view with the light coming in from the quarter. She could
now see everything and still work the cock from root to tip. She could see
that he loved licking her pussy, especially her fleshy clit, taking
liberties with his tongue that he didn't dare take with his fingers, but
that was all right since he was engaged in a degrading act of service.

Tammy was having herself a ball, and loving it when he got a lip-lock on her
clit and followed her up and down the shaft, diddling her clit with his
tongue. That felt too damn good to object to. If he kept that up, she'd
climax, but she needed one. She said, "That's good, Tommy, suck my clit.
Stay with it. Make me cum, them make him cum. Lick his balls for him and get
me a nice big load of sperm for my pussy,...or should I say, sperm for your
belly. You like eating his cum, don't you."

Tommy nodded.

Tammy went nuts. "OH GOD, YES! SUCK!...Oh, you wonderful cock
sucker!...yes...oh yessss..."

Tommy squirted in the dirt and the engine died, dimming the lights
considerably. The two events were unrelated.

"Oh fuck! We're out of gas!"

Trevor got up on his elbows and said, "What do you mean we're out of gas?"

"I mean, we have no gas. I had to run the engine to keep from running the
battery down. I almost didn't get it started."

Tammy said, "We might as well finish."

Tommy was up pacing with his limp noodle still hanging from the fly. Trevor
lifted Tammy off his dick and set her aside. He got up and began putting his
clothes on and suggested Tammy do the same while they still had some light."

Tommy ran and turned the lights off. Gas would do no good with a dead
battery. Tammy objected to darkness, but Tommy explained that gas would do
no good with a dead battery. Tammy tried getting dressed but stopped and
said, "Wait a minute, Trevor. Tommy can get the gas. We don't need to go
anywhere."

Trevor said, "No, I'm done. I say we all hike into town. I need to get back
to the Burger Hut and go out to the bluffs. The offer still stands, Tammy.
Tommy can take care of this problem. He created it."

Tommy waited to hear what Tammy had to say about that suggestion, no longer
sure she wouldn't leave him to be with the gang. She didn't hesitate,
saying, "No, my place is with Tommy. Where he goes, I go. He already said
there would never be any bluffs. Sorry."

"Suit yourself. I can bring you guys back. [to Tommy] I hope you know your
way out of here in the dark."

"It'll be easy once we get over that first crest. From there, you can see
the lights of the city and the highway. I doubt we'll have to walk far after
we hit the highway. Someone will give us a ride."

"How far is the highway?"

"About a mile, maybe a little more."

"Let's go."

Tammy cried, "Wait a minute. I need my undies. Why did they have to be dark
blue? Why can't cheerleaders wear regular panties? Who are we kidding, they'
re fucking panties, now I don't have any. Damnit, I have to find them. They'
re part of the uniform."

Tommy said, "You took them off in the car, remember? You took them off to
make it easier for Trevor to slip you the finger so you couldn't think
straight."

"Oh yeah...it worked, too."

Tommy placed his arm around her and they began walking. He said, "Got you
fucked, didn't it?"

"That's the first thing Mom taught me - lose the fucking panties. Those were
her parting words as she saw me off to my first day of school. Mind your
teacher, and lose the panties."

Trevor now felt like a third wheel as he followed them. He was sour about
losing Tammy right when he had her in the boat. How she wiggled free of the
hook was still a mystery. Everything was going so well. Made no sense. Still
didn't. She was a whore and Tommy was a...he didn't know what Tommy was, but
he had a spine. He had guts. He sucked a mean dick. Trevor wanted to stay on
their good side, go on more dates, do more kinky shit, so he followed along
and let them talk.

Tommy said, "Has she been pushing you to be bad all these years?"

"Yes, and I have been, mostly with adults. I go out of my way to look pure
and good at school because I'm anything but. I didn't want anyone to suspect
how bad I was, or how much I'd done, or how much I knew."

"How long have you not been a virgin, Tammy?"

"Longer than I have been. I didn't lie. She was the first, for my ass and my
pussy, but there were a lot more between her and Kenny."

"Adult men?"

"Mostly."

"Dogs?"

"A few...quite a few...okay, a bunch. For a while, I was a bitch, wore a dog
collar, walked on all fours, took meals in a bowl, and drank from the
toilet."

"Did you hate it?"

"Only when the lid fell and hit me on the head."

Trevor laughed his ass off. Tommy laughed, then said, "No, I mean all of
it - the men, the dogs, the shit she did."

"Sometimes. When I didn't, I felt dirty and bad. I knew sex was wrong. I
knew she was perverted, that she shouldn't play with my pussy, or eat it,
suck on it, write on it, put things in it. I always let her. For as far back
as I remember, my pussy has been her toy, and she shares her toy. She likes
to watch others enjoying her toy, them and their pets. I was eight when she
first watched a man fuck it, and he was as big as Trevor. I was ready for
him, but still, normal moms don't do that shit. They certainly don't
masturbate to it."

"Did you ever try to stop her?"

"No, but Dad did. He finally gave up. Last year, he fucked me. He held out
for a long time, though. He really isn't the type to fuck a kid, especially
not a daughter. She cut him off until he couldn't take it anymore. She had
me sleeping naked in their bed with them, but he still wouldn't climb on. We
finally had to rape him. After he shot his wad in me then slept all night
with his cock in me, he's been okay. It doesn't bother him anymore. He fucks
me more than her, but she likes it that way. She'd rather masturbate and
watch. He's pretty good. He has a dick like Kenny with balls like a bull. He
cums like a bull, too. It's a wonder I'm not already pregnant. We do the
rhythm method, but we cut it awfully close. Mom would prefer we didn't cut
it at all. She's been trying to get me pregnant ever since I could get
pregnant. I sometimes wonder if I can. She may have fucked something up in
there. She does things to a pussy that pussies were never designed for."

"Such as?"

"Stuffing me full of pool balls. I think I have taken nine, maybe ten. She
loves stuffing me like a turkey. I've been stuffed with all kinds of crap:
hard boiled eggs, potatoes, steel balls, marbles, cheese balls, bananas, ice
cubes, fifteen frozen hot dogs - all at the hole - half in, half out. After
that, she could put her fist up me. She still can. I'm very elastic. Oh, and
cucumbers, gobs of cucumbers - up my ass, in my cunt, taped in place, legs
taped together, hands bound behind my back, then laid in my bed with a
goodnight kiss and a 'Sleep tight.' I haven't slept tight since first
grade."

Trevor said, "It didn't do you any harm. Kenny thought you were a virgin."

"They all do. I can fool anyone by making it hard to get in and groaning a
lot. I could make Tommy think I was virgin, and you saw his dick."

Tommy said, "Thanks."

"You're small and you know it. I knew that the first time we slow danced.
You have a dick like a poodle. Lucky for you I can make my pussy like a
poodle, so it doesn't matter...much. It does matter. The bigger the better,
and for your information, I have no intention of remaining faithful to you
after we're married. Mom would never allow that. I have to be a cheating
slut. Sorry, but she'd insist, and insist I be open about it, even in front
of the kids, which won't be yours."

"I get the impression that you have a strong desire to please her."

"Tommy, my mother lives vicariously through me. She always has. I don't know
what she'd do without that outlet. Probably explode from the pussy out."

"Why can't she be her own slut?"

"Who knows, but she can't. The most she can do is masturbate and she'll
place a pillow on her lap so no one can see. I've never seen her do anything
with any man except Dad."

Trevor said, "Then why were you worried about her competing?"

"She might and I think that would end her marriage. I don't think she can
handle it, but she'd try. She's ready to try things. She knows I'll be
leaving the nest. One day, we'll leave the state, maybe the country. She
knows she needs to try. She has to do more than talk about it or live
through me. She's my cross until she can fuck around on her own, but what
you had in mind was way over her head."

Tommy said, "What is she ready for right now?"

"You want some of that Ann Margaret pussy, don't you?"

"To eat."

"She's ready for that. She's ready for fucking, too, but she won't fuck you.
When I told her you were Mr. Right, she cut you off - no pussy, no titties,
no blow jobs, no hand jobs, no nothing. You can eat pussy if it's been
fucked or on the rag, but you won't get any clean pussy for your dining
pleasure."

"So, that wasn't your idea."

"No, but that idea has grown on me. I do enjoy not giving you anything
except a hard time in your skivvies, but I especially enjoy giving you
nothing while giving someone else everything right in front of you, making
you so fucking horny that you jackoff and squirt in the dirt...or did you
notice?"

"I noticed, and what's with this squirting in dirt?"

"It's biblical. The Bible says something about a man shall not spill his
seed on the soil. It means you're not supposed to jackoff. Mom took it
literally, as though squirting seed in the dirt were the greatest sin for a
man. That was for her. She'll like knowing I drove you do that. You may as
well know, church fucked her up. She was never raped or abused, but her mind
was. Her grand parents raised her and they were awful. They accused her of
everything, but especially masturbation and thinking wicked thoughts. They
put the wicked thoughts in her head and then taped her hands behind her back
so she couldn't do anything about it. That'll drive any girl crazy."

Tommy said, "That would drive anyone crazy."

"From puberty on, they kept her in a jock strap made of duct tape with a
little hole to let piss out. She put me in one for a full month so I'd know
what she went through. It was pure hell and terribly uncomfortable. That
tape jock completely sealed off your holes. You could rub but you couldn't
feel anything, and the pressures when you walked or sat or moved made you
horny, but no matter how you moved, you couldn't climax. Having it removed
hurt like hell, and having another put on was like being a baby and getting
a diaper change, only the baby has to hold her ass up with her legs out in
the splits."

Trevor said, "How did she shit?"

"They removed it, watched her shit, then put another one on. Her pubic hair
never had a chance to grow. She still has none."

Tommy said, "That sounds like abuse to me. Sounds like sexual abuse."

"It was. I meant beating abuse. They never beat her or fucked her, or did
anything overtly sexual, but what they did do was very sexual masked as
religious discipline. That duct tape jock was nothing more than a poor
excuse to constantly check out her goodies, plus they watched her use the
bathroom, watched her take baths, change clothes. She had absolutely no
privacy and no way to masturbate while being constantly stimulated. It
fucked her up, and she's just now getting unfucked. She used to be much
worse. I didn't think I'd live to see ten candles on a birthday cake. From
eight until ten, it was one child molester after another. I don't know where
she found them all, but she always found one, and he'd be my baby sitter
with instructions to give me a bath and discipline me as he sees fit."

"Damn. That's crazy."

"You're telling me. I'm lucky to be alive, and damn lucky to only have one
tiny scar. What's worse. I'd tell her all about it while she ate me, or
masturbated, or did both. The bad ones got invited back, and the very worst,
the cruelest, the meanest, the most sadistic became my regular sitter for
nine months. She took me to his place which was like a torture chamber, all
dark and dank, full of bondage shit, all lying out in the open, the most
disgusting pornography all over the walls. This was one very sick man, but
she'd dress me up nice and sexy and come in with me, have coffee, and chit
chat while he had me on his lap finger fucking me. He didn't do it where she
could see, but he wasn't too subtle about it, either. It was pretty obvious
he was doing something to me between my legs. She left me there for entire
weekends."

Tommy said, "Damn, Tammy, how did you survive that?"

"He killed a girl and got caught. I ratted on him. Her body, or what was
left of it, was in the fridge. He'd been eating her. He ate most of her. It
had no arms or legs, no head, no tits or pussy. At first, I thought it was a
turkey, but the skin wasn't turkey-like. It took a while for me to realize
that this was a human torso, a kid about my age. At the time, I didn't know
it was a girl. The cops figured that out."

Trevor said, "Fuck! I'll bet your Mom felt like shit."

"Yeah, because he got arrested. She would have been pissed if she knew I
made the call. She knew about the torso, but she still took me back to him.
She took me back twice before I ratted. I knew I had to or I'd be next. By
this time, he would strip me naked right after we arrived, bind my arms
behind my back, and shove me down on his cock while she watched and sipped
her coffee. They discussed me and the things he planned to do to me, and she
'd offer suggestions that he might like or that I would especially not like.
It got pretty fucking weird and damn scary, but that was her at her worst.
She has made steady improvement since then. She's no longer dangerous and I
can't say she's crazy. She once was both."

They arrived at the highway, but they arrived after ten in the evening.
There was no traffic in either direction, so they started toward the city
lights, three miles away. Tommy said, "Tammy, it is amazing that you are as
sane as you are."

"I'm not as sane as I look or act. I'm fucked up, too, only in a different
way. I have been raped and abused. I grew to like it and need it. I still
do. I may always. I like being used more than abused, but I can get off on
abuse, too. The guy has to be right - big, strong, ugly. Mom knows the type.
She sets it up, and she seems to know when I need it. I'm good for about
three months and then I need to get abducted and gang raped. She's usually
there or comes and goes, bringing me food or something for them to hurt me
with, something they hadn't thought of. She always takes me home, tends my
wounds, eats me. It's never anything serious. I'd have more than one tiny
scar if it was."

"How long do these abductions last?"

"Three days, a week was the most."

"When was your last?"

"Two months ago. Maybe more. I'm about due. I'm beginning to feel that need
to have four grown men fuck the shit out of me for a few days. Would you
like to watch that, Tommy? Would that make your dick hard?"

"I do like watching you get fucked."

"They'd probably fuck you, too. Would you like that?"

"No. I'll pass. Enjoy yourself."

"Oh, I plan to. I want to fuck my brains out, and I want you there to lick
and suck every dick I fuck. Trevor, spread the word about me. I'm easy. I
want a date every Friday and Saturday night. I want a different guy every
time. I want to fuck my way through the Lords and then start on the rest. I'
d like to be the biggest whore at DDC."

Trevor said, "Then come out to the bluffs with me."

Tommy said, "No bluffs, and you are not going to be the biggest whore at
DDC. You can pick out a few steadies and date them."

"Meany."

"I may be a meany, but...hey, there's a car headed our way."

Tammy said, "I wanna fuck him for a ride. Can I do that?"

"It's probably a preacher and his wife, or just the preacher's wife."

"So, they like young pussy, too. I'll do it. Do you dare me?"

"So, no matter who or how many, you'll offer to fuck for a ride."

"Yes, is it a dare?"

"All right, it's a dare."

They shook on it as the car head lights lit them up. Trevor and Tommy moved
onto the shoulder, but Tammy stood at the edge. When the car came close
without slowing, she raised the hem of her cheerleader skirt past her waist.
The car was going to pass giving them a wide berth until she did that. It
slowed fast and eased onto the shoulder about a hundred yards past them. The
car was an old Chevy sedan. They couldn't tell how many were in it, but they
ran to it.

The guys let Tammy go to the driver's window. They stood behind her to hear
what she had to say. Inside was a man and woman who looked to be in their
fifties. Preacher and his wife wasn't a bad guess. They looked the part, but
a naked pussy sure slowed them in a hurry. The wife didn't appear to be
upset that her husband stopped. She leaned across to do the talking. He
leaned back to let her. Tammy was put off by having to say her lines to a
lady, but a dare was a dare though it may cost them their only chance for a
ride. She said, "I'll fuck for a ride to town for some gas. We're
desperate."

The woman said, "We gathered that when you raised your skirt. Don't you wear
panties, young lady?"

Tammy knew that this woman was the one who stopped the car. She looked like
she wanted to watch someone fuck. Her husband didn't seem capable. He looked
like he was afraid she'd make him try and he wouldn't be able to get it up.
Tammy leaned on the window sill so that she could be seen better after the
woman switched on the interior light. She said, "I left them in the car that
's out of gas back in the hills where we went parking."

"Do you always go parking with two boys and remove your panties for them?"

"Well, one wanted to fuck me and the other wanted to watch and jackoff. I
was actually naked but I put everything back on except the panties."

"I must say, you are very open and free with your language. In my day, a
girl would never use a term like that."

"Fuck or jackoff?"

"Either one. I'm glad to see things have changed. I always thought that was
unfair. So, tell me. You said they wanted to. Did you let one fuck you and
let the other watch, or were you about to?"

"No, one fucked me and the other watched and jacked off. They wanted to, so
I stripped naked and let them. We laid out a blanket and did it in the head
lights. We let the car run so we wouldn't run the battery down. They took so
long, we ran out of gas."

"What took so long?"

"We actually fucked twice and did a lot of stuff in between, you know, the
usual messing around."

"Would you be willing to do this again and let us watch?"

The man said, "MARTHA!"

"Oh shut up, Fred. I know you want to watch kids fuck." She looked past Fred
to Tammy and said, "We keep spare gas in the trunk. We could take you
straight back there."

"Sure. That would be great."

"Wait...Would you three take off all of your clothes and hand them to me. It
's not that we don't trust you, but you can't be too careful these days.
Your story is a bit far fetched. If it's true, and you intend to do this
again, I would think you wouldn't mind stripping here and now."

"Damnit, Martha, you can't have them kids gettin' nekid out in the god damn
street."

"Oh hush, Fred. We ain't seen a car for miles."

"I don't mind," Tammy said while stripping. Trevor and Tommy followed suit,
handing the items through while the hubby leaned well back. He wanted no
part of this and wouldn't even look at Tammy's tits when she put them in the
window. He turned his head as though they'd blind him.

Tommy got in, Tammy got in, then Trevor got in. The woman turned on the seat
to face the back and check out all the young flesh. Her wide eyes ran from
crotch to crotch. Tammy made her a beaver by laying her legs over the boys'
thighs. She took Trevor by the almost-hard dick and used her other hand to
open her pussy lips as Fred made a U-turn. Martha smiled and said, "There's
nothing bashful about you, is there?"

"Nope."

"Fred, look at this. She's showing her pussy with her legs wide apart and
her pussy lips pulled open. Look, Fred! Look if you want to see what a pussy
looks like on the inside."

Fred looked, then looked again, then looked back every other second until
Tommy told him where to make the turn. Once on the narrow, winding dirt
road, he couldn't look back very much, but he managed a few. Martha said, "I
see which one you fuck. You like 'em big, don't you?"

"The bigger the better."

"He's a beauty, a real stallion. Can you get all that horse cock up inside
your little girl pussy?"

"Every last inch and nibble at his balls with my cunt lips."

That made her giggle. She said, "You are such a nasty girl, aren't you?"

"I'm a fucking whore."

Again she giggled, then said, "I wasn't going to say that, but that's what I
was thinking. You must do a lot of fucking. Do you fuck him, too?"

"No, Tommy is my fiancee. We're saving sex for marriage. He licks me while I
fuck."

"Did you hear that, Fred! Her fiancee licks her while she fucks!"

Fred said, "Licks what?"

"What do you think. He licks their genitals while they're fucking. See, I
told you there are people who do that sort of thing."

Fred said into the rear view mirror, "Is that right? Does he lick ya'lls
genitals while yer fuckin'?"

"Yes, he does, and he loves doing it. He even cleans up the mess we make.
That's why I'm clean. He cleaned me by licking out my pussy, then licked
Trevor's cock and balls all clean. Tommy is a very good fiancee. He keeps me
nice and clean for other guys."

Fred said, "Well, I'll be damned. If that don't beat all."

Martha got to her knees to face the rear. She soon said, "I have my finger
in my pussy."

Tammy smiled and said, "Is it wet?"

"Yes, would you like to see it?"

"Your finger or your pussy?"

"My wet finger. I have it all the way up my pussy."

"Sure. Show it to Tommy. He'll suck it clean for you."

Martha produced a shiny fuck finger and seemed to be flipping Tommy the bird
until he leaned forward and she angled it toward his mouth. When he sucked
her finger in, she giggled and excitedly said, "Oh god, Fred, he's doing it.
Look, he's sucking the finger I had up my pussy."

"I figured he might if he does them other things."

Tommy drew off and sat back, saying, "You'll see the car once you round this
bend. I'll need to get out to let you in. Pull beside my car and put your
headlights on the blanket. You might want to leave the motor running if you'
ve got plenty of gas."

"I got a spare battery if it runs down. I'll save my gas."

Tommy sucked several more sopping wet fingers, then got out, unlocked the
chain, let them in, locked the chain, then got back in to be greeted by yet
another wet finger. They drove down to the Buick and parked beside it.
During that brief ride, Martha fed Tommy eight slimy fingers by getting each
finger wet, letting him suck each, then getting them wet again, giggling
like a naughty school girl the whole time.

Fred put his high beams on and made daylight on the blanket. Everyone piled
out and followed Tammy. She placed Trevor on his back. Tommy got on his
knees between Trevor's legs. Tammy straddled Trevor's hips and brought her
pussy down to the rigid cock that Tommy held straight up. Fred and Martha
knelt on the blanket on either side of Tammy, one at each knee, taking in a
sight they'd never seen before.

They were not a very attractive couple, both skinny and weathered. They had
little desire to look at each other, and no one would fuck either one of
them on a dare. Tammy dodged a bullet by drawing two voyeurs, and didn't
envy Tommy for having to suck those fingers. She felt badly about putting
him on the spot, but didn't think Martha would do it - not over and over and
over again. On the other hand, he didn't make a disagreeable face. Maybe
pussy was pussy. Tammy got a wicked thought that wouldn't go away.

When Tammy slid her little girl pussy down that big horse cock, Martha's
hand slid up her own leg. She was back at her pussy when she saw Tommy take
the first lick. She looked very self conscious about it but had to do it.
Tammy settled back on stiff arms, widened her spread, and thrilled the
couple as she moved her pussy up and down the shaft with Tommy licking along
the way. Martha was beside herself, transfixed. Fred just stared wide-eyed
and open-mouthed. Martha was the show but they couldn't see much, just the
motion of a self fuck going on under bunched dress material. That was enough
to put a deep blush in her cheeks. She knew everyone was looking at her
hand, but she couldn't very well stop them from looking or stop her hand.

Tammy caught her eye and said, "How's that pussy? Pretty soupy?"

"Yes. No one has ever seen me do this, not even Fred. I feel so vulgar,
utterly wicked."

"We're not seeing much."

"This is plenty for me. I'm not like you, then again, I don't have a body
like you. If I did, I'd be struttin around naked all over the place - at
least, our place."

"Take your clothes off. We'd like to see you naked."

"Oh no. I could never do that. I don't even get naked for Fred and we been
married going on thirty-five years now."

"How do you fuck?"

"We don't hardly. When we do, it's under covers in the dark. He finds it and
sticks it in. That's the way it's always been, and I can't tell you when it
has last been."

"If you come to bed naked and leave the lights on, he'll fuck you."

Fred said, "She's right about that, Martha. I told you, a man likes to see
what he's fuckin'. If you'd act like a whore, I'd damn sure treat you like
one."

Tammy said, "See. Problem solved. Get naked and act like a whore. Works for
me."

"I can see why it works for you. Like I said, I ain't built like you...never
was. I hardly got any titties at all, and what I got is saggy and baggy. No,
I wouldn't anyone seeing me with no clothes on unless they got a doctor
diploma on the wall. Even then, I don't want 'em seeing my tits."

"If you get naked, Tommy will lick your pussy."

"He wouldn't want to do that to an old biddy like me."

"Sure he would. He likes all pussy, and he loves the taste of your pussy. I
can tell. He wanted all you could give him."

"He didn't seem to mind. I do keep myself clean."

"He'll suck that pussy good and lick all inside. He'll make you cum like you
never came before. You'll see stars, but you'll have to get naked for him
and make him a good beaver like I did in the car."

"I could never."

Fred chimed in, "Get yer damn clothes off, woman. You'll never get another
chance like this, so make the most of it. If the boy wants to suck on yer
pussy, let him suck on it. Get yer shit off or don't ever whine about never
havin' done nothin' wild and exciting. You ain't gonna get it from me on my
best day, and I ain't suckin' on no damn pussy. I wouldn't suck her pussy,
and that's as fine a pussy as I ever saw."

Martha thought for a moment, then stood with a determined look. She
hesitated, then began getting out of her dress. She worked fast so she
wouldn't have time to change her mind. You'd think her panties were on fire
by the time she got to those, then there she stood, not much to look at, but
the best part was her pussy. Tammy expected a formless flat slit with a
shaggy growth of nasty looking hair. Just the opposite was true. She had
very little hair and a full and fleshy cunt, an exceptionally large clit and
inner lips like elephant ears. Tommy perked up on seeing that surprisingly
erotic looking gash.

Martha saw his interest and sat down. She leaned back in a position similar
to Tammy's, then slowly opened her legs to equal Tammy's, a spread much
better than the one in the car, a spread that begged, "Please eat me."

Tommy crawled across Trevor's leg and dove right in. He got a juicy mouthful
of cunt and made Martha's eyes go cross. He ate her pie like he loved it,
and she fed him pie like a soldier home from the war. She had one climax
within the first minute and another three minutes after that. He still kept
on eating and she kept right on feeding that soldier boy, all shyness and
inhibition now completely sucked out of that woman.

Tommy thoroughly enjoyed thrilling Martha, and she really did have a
fantastic pussy. It looked good and tasted great. She was clean, fresh, and
very juicy. He was having a great time until a rough and bony hand took hold
of his genitals and lifted him to his knees. That wasn't Trevor, and it wasn
't Tammy. It sure wasn't Martha. Whoever it was had a very hard skinny dick
that was poking Tommy in the ass. Martha had been flat on her back looking
up at stars, but she raised her head to see why Tommy stopped sucking. She
didn't look too surprised. Tommy winced as the dick entered, then groaned as
it kept on entering. He had a skinny dick but it was long. Tommy didn't
think he'd ever feel balls, but the man's balls finally touched his own.
After their balls kissed, serious fucking started.

Tammy said, "Tommy, don't look now, but there's a man fucking you in the
ass."

Tommy looked to Tammy and said, "Thanks for the warning."

"Don't mention it. How's the pussy?"

"Great."

Tammy looked to Martha who now had her sucker back sucking with a pleasant
jarring bounce in his mouth action. Tammy said, "You look like you're having
a good time. You look positively shameless."

"I am. If I could get my legs any further apart I would. I feel like fucking
myself with something big."

"Hop on this and let Tommy lick you while you fuck."

"I'd love to if he wouldn't mind fucking an old lady."

Trevor said, "Hop on. I wouldn't mind getting me some of that shameless
pussy."

Tammy hopped off; Martha hopped on; Tommy scooted over; Fred followed; Tammy
stood off to the side and took it all in, marveling at the fact that this
all started because she showed her pussy to a passing car, and she didn't
decide to do that until she could see that it was passing them by. Her mom
was right - pussy can get you places. Her mom wasn't right about much, but
pussy got them gas.

Fred and Martha were only too happy to help those kids on their way. Fred
left the hills with an old whore, but she was looking mighty fine to him
once again, fine enough to give up sheep, or cut down. He'd sure like to see
more of Tommy, though. They both wanted to take Tommy home. He said he'd
visit. Tammy assured them he would. Tommy then said he would like he meant
it, wrote down the directions, and made a date.

Back at the Burger Hut, Trevor tried once again to get Tammy to go out to
the bluffs. Once again, Tommy showed his spine. Trevor backed down,
apologized, and departed. Tammy looked to her hero, smiled, and said, "I
love you. Do you know that?"

"You have a funny way of showing it."

"So do you. If I didn't know better, I would think you were queer."

"Before long, everybody is going to think I'm queer."

"I'm afraid so."

"You're supposed to assure me that that won't happen."

"They won't all be like Trevor. I think most guys would brag about it,
especially the Negroes."

"Oh fuck, Tammy."

"Yes, they'll fuck Tammy. We must make mom happy which means I fuck Negroes
and you, my darling, are a pussy-whipped, cock-sucking, sperm-slurping
faggot."

"Could you honestly love a man like that, Tammy?"

"Till death do us part. Forget Mom. I would love having a man like that. I
want a man I can thoroughly pussy whip. I want a man who lives to serve this
slit between my legs and is satisfied with whatever he can get, even if he
gets nothing. I don't like whining and pouting, but I do like begging."

"I see. In that case, maybe a trip out to the bluffs is in order."

"I'm game if you are."

"I think it's safe to say you're in the finals."

"Tommy, do I look like a total idiot?"

"Well, you had me wondering and Trevor totally fooled."

"Men are idiots. Come on. Run me out to the bluffs while there's still time
to enter the competition."

Tommy backed the car out while saying, "Won't Mom be proud. Little Tammy,
the Lord's number one whore."

"She fucking better be, because this is going to totally fuckup my yearbook
and my wedding."

It did. No surprise ending here.

                                                   The End

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CAUTION: Exercise caution and good sense before engaging in unsafe sex
practices that involve any exchange of body fluid, even contact with open
sores or small cuts. Scenes involving large objects, tattoos, bestial sex,
body waste ingestion, bindings, devices and gadgets are the stuff of fantasy
and are offered to promote the only safe sex there is - masturbation. Before
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