Chapter Seventeen
After school Julie got into Frank’s car and dumped her book bag on the seat next to her.
“Where to, darling?” Frank asked.
“Anywhere I can take a nap before dinner and whatever you two sex fiends have planned afterwards. Darling.” She grinned at him in the rearview mirror.
“Pleasant day at work, dear?”
“Do you want to hear everything? You do?” She sounded surprised. “First off fucking Denise goes berserk on the bus to school. You can guess what that means. Alexander takes me to his little love shack in the woods and I think we finally came to an arrangement. Lunchtime daily, whatever that will entail, and a party tomorrow night at eight. He’s picking me up.”
“Where?”
“I told him front of the main library.”
“We’ll make sure you aren’t late, darling.”
“Alexander’s a little rough and the love shack is sort of creepy with a trophy wall covered with torn and stained pairs of girls’ panties. Moldy mattresses and a plethora of empty alcohol containers.”
“That’s where the party’s going to be?”
“My guess. I need to call Amy. She needs to dump that shithead.”
“Think she’ll listen?”
“Of course not, darling. I’m competition.” Julie paused, making swirl patterns in the yuck on her chest. “Then gym. Why don’t you tell what happened in gym today, Jerry darling?”
“You’ll do it better,” Jerry said in a mumble.
“Nothing. There’s absolutely no reason to be shy. They were hoping and expecting you to hand me around. After using me yourself. You’re going to have to do it, Jerry. Bite the bullet and get it over with. All you need to do is go through the motions. I’ll put on a good show for you, and then unleash the troops.”
“Tomorrow? Better sooner than later,” Frank said.
“If it’s tomorrow, with the,” she dropped her voice, “big party later,” her voice returned to normal, “could you maybe take me to school in the morning? Denise is getting on my nerves.”
“We’ll think about it, darling. Jer?”
“The thought kind of turns my stomach. Not that it’s you, Julie.”
“What, rather than who I am. That’s okay,” Julie said. “Unh, do you think I can, you know what, before my nap?”
“We’re going to the mall. You can nap in the car, then we’ll explore.”
“I’m kind of yucky.”
“We may go no further than the parking lot.”
“I’m going to lie down now. Jerry, you can watch if you want.”
“I’m okay,” Jerry said.
“After lunch with Alexander, it was just blowjobs and Will’s fuck. Nothing really interesting.”
“And lunch?”
“Alexander is rough, knows what he wants and it’s my responsibility to give it to him. He’ll never thank me and he’ll never admit I did it right. He thinks choking me with his penis is my penance for being a, what? Woman, girl, whore, pushover? You tell me.”
“I saw a marked improvement this afternoon, didn’t you, Jerry?”
Jerry gave a grunt.
“And you’ve swelled the ranks,” he waited for a laugh, there was none, “I see.”
“Clara and her group joined in. I’m doing hers now too. Must be cushy being a tease, getting a ho to do all the work.”
“I noticed more finesse.”
“I can actually swallow the little fuckers. Of course I can’t breathe with a penis stuck in my throat.”
“It’s the moment that matters, the dwell. Breathing is secondary.”
“Jerry, when you held my head like you did yesterday. That was fantastic. I’m going to play with myself now.”
“Play away.”
“Thanks for not fussing about me messing up the back seat.”
“It’s a rare privilege having you . . . whatever, loll about in the back seat.”
“You’re sweet.”
“We’ll see what you say after tonight.” Frank gave a laugh.
Julie licked her finger, tasted the yuck and used the finger on her clit. “I want to be on display sometime tonight. So others can see me. It’s up to you if they can touch me.”
“You’ll whine if they don’t.”
“You wouldn’t want me any different way, would you?” Julie heard the silence, thought about Jerry. “I mean, as your pet ho, you two struck it rich.” More silence. “Fuck it.”
Julie brought herself off quickly thinking about earlier in the house with Alexander, the bottle in her cunt and the way he looked at her. “You know, Alexander had problems getting it up and I had to more or less force him to fuck me in my cunt. He always goes for the mouth.”
“Maybe he likes peace and quiet.”
“He did say I talk too much.”
“Well that’s it then.”
Julie stroked herself slowly. She imagined them parked at the mall, both back doors open so people could see. If anyone came close, Frank or Jerry would invite them closer. They could touch her.
She wondered what it would feel like masturbating while several boys or men held her in the air. Some of them would touch her in inappropriate places and she’d squirm with delight.
Julie remembered the ride back to the school in Alexander’s car, both were quiet, she on her whore blanket or whatever he called it, seeping another layer onto it. Alexander scared her but pushing him like she’d done had been fun. She’d been in control and he hadn’t liked it at all. She was less in control at lunch which was more pro forma; he wasn’t like her boys with almost endless amounts of hardness and yuck to grace her with.
If she came to school bald he’d be really pissed because he’d have nothing to hold her with when he fucked her face. A good reason to shave her head.
Will, his two and a fuck after school. His friends and Clara’s and why the hell hadn’t she seen Crissi since the party? Whatever tonight, dropped off at home sweet home and she had to admit she was enjoying this. The degradation. Being hit by Alexander after she made him hit her. Being held down by Denise this morning. She’d only had a chance to say, “Just my mouth,” before it started since she wanted to save her ass for tonight. Just three fucks so far. She’d sucked a gallon of yuck, and tonight her everything would get a workout. She hoped.
“I need to call Amy,” Julie said.
“We won’t forget,” Frank said.
“Where are we?”
“At the mall.”
“We are?” Julie sat up. “I want to fuck. Right now. One of you get back here. You, Jerry. Bite the bullet and do it. In my cunt. Take all day or take two minutes.”
“I don’t know,” Jerry said. He purposely whined.
Frank laughed. “Julie. Take your nap.”
“You then. It’ll just take a minute.”
“Okay. Get out of the car. Now.” Frank slammed his door into the car next to them. “Now.”
Julie got out on his side. He grabbed her hair and pulled her toward him. “Look at that,” he said, shoving her face in front of the side mirror. She was covered in yuck.
“Bogey at three o’clock,” Jerry said.
Frank let go of her. She heard a young voice ask, “Why isn’t she wearing clothes, Momma?”
Julie watched Frank’s face. Jerry said, “All clear.” Frank heaved her against the car hood, knocked her feet apart, and pushed her forward.
“Not one word, whore,” Frank said.
She heard his zipper and while the heat of the hood rose through her hands from the warm engine, Frank fucked her cunt. He had no problems getting it up. He was in her and they both knew it. She looked up and saw Jerry smiling at her from the front seat. “Yaaaah,” she said, letting her mouth fall open and her voice rise and fall to Frank’s thrusts. She looked down and saw spots of spit or yuck on the hood.
Frank finished in her, pushed her down on the hood and held her. “Your turn, you fucking pansy.”
Julie thought Jerry might argue but he opened the car door and she could hear his steps on the pavement.
“Want me to hold your hand, pussy boy?” Frank said. He laughed and stepped away.
Jerry got it in her after a few fumbles and half-heartedly thrust a couple of times. Julie said, “Fuck,” and banged her head against the hood. “Fuck.”
Jerry pulled out and a voice said, “Now you boys know better.” Frank’s hand still pressed her to the hood.
“We kind of got carried away,” Frank said.
“You’d better leave and do what you’re doing elsewhere. You’re not supposed to bring her kind to places like this and you know it. We’ve already had one complaint.”
“And the boys watching the security camera have been having a good time,” Frank said.
“That they have.” Julie could tell the guard was smiling.
“Want a turn with her?” Frank asked.
There was a pause. “Not out here.”
“In the back seat okay for you?”
The guard must have nodded, because Julie felt Frank’s hand lift her from the hood, take her shoulder and pull her upright. She could see yuck smears on the hood from her face and chest.
“Tell the nice man thank you, whore.”
Julie looked to the guard; he wasn’t that old, in his late twenties and skinny. “Thank you, sir.”
Frank shook her shoulder. “Get in back.”
She lay on the seat, knees on her chest. The door was open, she wished both were. The guard climbed into the car. “Suck me,” he said.
She took a moment to get into position, looked at his face. “Thank you, sir.” She bent and took him in her mouth.
Chapter Eighteen
Julie sat next to Frank in his Ford as he drove her to school. She’d had the best night of sleep for a week. “Thank your mom again for me.”
“I will. You’re welcome to stay anytime. The couch isn’t that bad.” He grinned at her.
“You didn’t have to give up your bed.”
“I did. Mom believes every chaste girl should sleep in a room with a good lock. And to her, you’re chaste in spite of the very obvious evidence of your state.”
“You’re cute. You do those things to me and still you blush.”
“I do them and then think, Oh goodness. Did I just do that to her?”
“You’re a sweet tyrant.”
“Sweet. I’m the boy all the girls’ moms want them to marry.”
“Maybe not that sweet. Guess where my finger is?”
“I already know, dear heart. Frig away.”
“I guess you’re saying I can keep on doing what I’m doing.”
Frank nodded. “Today, between each class, I want you to do yourself, but you can’t come. The only time you can come is if there’s cock in you. Of course you’re absolved after eight. There’s no telling what requirements your Alexander might have for you.”
“No telling. Ummm. Do I have to start now?”
“Now.” Frank grinned. “Call it penance.”
“But I can still do this?”
“Required, dear heart. Just don’t go over the edge.”
“Want a blowjob?”
“Maybe later.
“When Jerry’s around.” She was slippery and starting to tingle.
“How’d you guess?”
“Oops.” She let out a nervous giggle.
“I already have your punishment in mind, dear heart.”
“Don’t get me excited.”
“Don’t stop.”
“Unnnh.” Julie worked her fingers slowly in and out of her cunt. Her legs were splayed, feet on the edge of the seat, her back curved sharply because she was slumped.
“I’m cutting today. We’ll pick you up after school at five as usual.”
“Feel free to join in.”
“I think not.”
“Umm. Can we talk about something other than sex?”
“We weren’t talking about sex.”
“I was.”
“We’re almost there.”
“You too?”
“At school.”
The car shook as it passed over a series of bumps. “Oh fuck,” Julie said. “Fuck.” Her fingers didn’t stop. “You looked at me with that look of yours.”
“What look, whore?”
“Fuck. Don’t do that. Talk about algebra. Be a fucking pansy. Anything.”
“We’re almost there. Any last words?”
“Kiss me before you do it. Please. Shit. Oh fuck, am I in trouble.”
“I may kiss you. I may want you to kiss my shoe.”
“How come Alexander and them can be shitheads and it just pisses me off. You can do it and I’m hot all over and begging for your cock.”
“Maybe because we talk, hunh?” He stopped the car and turned to her. “Darling, you really must stop that and get into the back seat.”
“We’re at school?”
Julie felt Frank’s hands take hers and remove them from her crotch. She opened her eyes and saw him leaning over her. They kissed and his finger entered her sending a jolt through her body. He backed away from her; she held his wrist with both hands. “Fuck.”
“Is that a cock in you?”
“Sure feels like it.”
“My pretty little whore. Beg me to stop so you can get in the back seat.”
“You called me pretty.” No one had ever called her pretty.
“Too late.” He withdrew his hand. “Get out.”
Julie sat up, pushed with her feet and rose in the seat. She was a little foggy, her mind felt quite separate as her body hummed along without her. “Okay.” She opened the car door, dropped her book bag to the ground and got out.
“Lean against the car, feet splayed, and have very busy fingers. I’ll find Jerry.”
“What if?”
“What if what, whore?”
“Stupid question.”
Julie’s back arched as she masturbated. Her eyes were shut; she could feel the car window at her shoulders. Frank walked away, she could hear that and other cars arrive. There were voices but none were close.
Frank had a way of setting her up so she enjoyed herself immensely. She was a ho and used as a ho, someone with brains who could feel as much with her mind, if not more. Will and his friends used her orifices but her mind went on vacation while they were doing it. She was just a hole to them.
Last night, after leaving the mall, they took her to McDonald’s but left her in the front seat of the car, nose pressed against the windshield. They took their time inside, had dinner, met friends; she could watch them talking. They came out; Jerry had a bag of food for her, and opened the car doors. “Get out,” Frank said.
She stood by the car and waited. They got in; Frank started the car and said past Jerry, “Come over here.” She stood by his window. “Tell me what a whore you are.”
“Unh. Unh ah or.”
“With your mouth open, whore.” He grinned at her.
“I’m such a fucking whore, Frank.” The mall’s security guard’s yuck dribbled out of her mouth, down her chin and chest. “I’m sorry, Frank. I can’t help it.”
Frank asked Jerry, “Should we leave her here? I have better things to do tonight than--“
“Let’s take her,” Jerry said.
“In the back seat, whore.”
She got into the back seat and sat leaning on the front seat. “Thanks. You can fuck my ass.”
“Of course we can.” Frank started the car. “You can be pretty disgusting. You stink like a locker room circle jerk.”
“I’m a ho, Frank.”
“Fucking whore. I bet you drink piss and eat shit.”
“People do that?”
Jerry began laughing. “Don’t give her ideas. She’ll become insufferable.”
“No takers?” Frank said next to her in the school parking lot.
She shook her head. “I’m really close. Is anybody watching?”
“Open your eyes and see.”
Julie saw Jerry and several other boys from gym. “Oh fuck.” She squirmed and twisted as she orgasmed. She leaned on the fender, not looking at them. “Oh fuck.”
“Julie,” Jerry said.
She looked up.
“Hold her, Frank.” Frank turned her sideways, held her bent over, his hand gripping her shoulders, the other squeezed a tit, both hands held her between them.
“Michael, you hold her like that at gym class,” Jerry said.
She felt someone finger her cunt and butt. A cock pressed against her cunt. “Is that you, Jerry?”
“Josh, you can use her mouth if you want. Or take a turn back here. For all she’s a whore, her cunt is tight.” Jerry gave a grunt.
Julie felt his half hard penis enter her. “No hands,” Frank said. Julie pushed back so Jerry wouldn’t fall out.
Two minutes of fake fucking and he flopped out. “Next,” Jerry said. “Go ahead, use her mouth too.”
A cock entered her cunt and this one was hard and thrust eagerly. The one behind her said, “She’s tight. It’s hard to tell she’s just been fucked.”
Frank said, “Decorate her face.”
Julie felt a penis press against her face. She lifted her head and opened her mouth.
“Find her throat,” Frank said.
Julie was used to two at once, with Frank and Jerry. These two weren’t synchronized, were unaware of the other.
“Use her like that at gym. Everyone,” Jerry said.
“I get a turn, too,” someone said.
“Start out this way. Holding her. Next,” Jerry said. “Then put her on a bench or something. Anything you want, except her ass. We’re saving her ass for later today.”
Julie began to black out as the one in her throat, stilled and blocked her air passage. She flailed her arms, but Frank held her tightly. Then she could breathe, tasted yuck as the boy pulled his penis from her mouth. Drool poured down her chin. Another was in her cunt. She struggled in Frank’s hands.
“Fuck her good,” Jerry said.
She relaxed and braced herself against Frank. “Fuck,” she said. She couldn’t remember how many there’d been. She flitted between orgasms as she was pounded, her hands holding onto Frank’s right arm, the one holding her breast.
“Good isn’t an adverb,” Frank said when the last one was done with her. “Upsy daisy.” Frank turned her so her back was on the car hood. She began to slide, stopped, wrapped around a stiff arm.
Jerry laughed. “Well didn’t seem pertinent. Well is a noun describing a bottomless capacity for men’s seed.”
Julie looked up at Frank.
“You did okay, kid.” He smiled at her. “But they forgot to decorate you.”
She felt his hand scrape her cunt and slap yuck on her chest. Another scrape and his hand spread yuck on to her face. She licked his palm.
“Have fun in gym today,” Frank said. “Ready, Jer?” He lifted her up and set her on the pavement over by her book bag, where she collapsed.
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