Julie
Chapters 7 and 8
Chapter Seven
Julie was led by Crissi to the parking lot behind the school, through the parking lot, dodging cars as people raced to be the first ones to wait at the exit. There was always a gridlock, never an accident of any note, and the parking lot would be empty in fifteen minutes after the last class. This was something Julie as a bus student learned over the next few days after becoming a ho. The uses of the parking lot during and after school.
Crissi took Julie to the corner of the parking lot next to the cafeteria at the opposite end the wing where art class was. Julie felt like she was on parade for some reason. People seemed to notice her for the first time. Even good girls in passenger seats or back seats with their eyes and mouths open.
Nellie was there along with the other tease, Nellie’s boyfriend Will, and five other boys. Julie held back. “I thought it was just going to be Nellie and her boyfriend.”
“And a few others. You need practice.” Crissi took her hand. “Come on.”
Julie followed. It looked like she was going to have to pay for today’s respite. “How much practice?”
“A lot. When are you meeting Frank?”
“Six.”
“We’ll see.” Crissi grinned. “Don’t worry. None of these guys will last that long.”
Nellie gave Julie a serious look. “You’re late.”
“Sorry,” Julie said. “Hi,” to the other tease.
“You’re kidding,” the other tease said.
“Look, Sandi,” Crissi said to the other tease, “you don’t have to watch or say anything.”
“I want to see tubby do it. Fuck Will for me, tubby.”
“Sandi, that’s your name, right? Fuck off,” Julie said.
“Ohhh, I’m--“
“That’s enough, Sandi,” Nellie said. She turned to Julie. “Ignore her, okay?”
“Yeah, ignore me, tubby.”
“Down on your knees,” Nellie said to Julie.
Julie tried to get comfortable. They were on a paved segment but there were tiny stones that dug into her knees.
“Good girl.” Nellie looked at Sandi and winked. “Okay, open your mouth and stick your finger in. No problem, is there? The problem is a dick is a lot bigger than your finger.”
“Mine is. A whole lot bigger,” one of the boys said.
“Who said you could talk?” Sandi said.
“What is your problem, tease?” another boy asked. “Are you on the rag or something?”
“Or something, junior.”
Nellie turned to Crissi. “This is distracting.”
“Sandi,” Crissi said. “Why don’t you and I take a walk?” She and Sandi left them.
“What’s with her?” Will said.
“You wouldn’t understand. Why don’t you get yourself ready?”
The other boys snickered as he unzipped his pants.
“Watch how and what I do, and then it’s your turn with the others.” Nellie felt in Will’s jeans giving him a kiss before going to her knees.
Julie watched carefully but what stuck with her was how Nellie used her hands, not just on Will’s penis but on his legs and stomach, and how she used her tongue, licking and stroking the penis. Most of Nellie’s technique she couldn’t see. Julie was surprised at how quickly Nellie moved from one stage to the next, varying the stroke and touch. She swallowed Will’s yuck and said, “Yummm.”
Julie tried to follow Nellie’s example but the first boy was in her mouth and thrusting wildly, causing her to gag. He grabbed her hair and held her head as he came. The other four followed the same pattern, leaving her face and chest covered with yuck. Two boys wandered off after they were done.
“Well,” Nellie said. “How do you feel?”
“Used.”
“That’s how you wanted to feel, right?”
“Ummm, no. I know this isn’t romance but I was hoping for finesse.”
“You want finesse, you’ll have to train them. Okay, Steve, Todd and Scott. You and this ho need to go into training. Every day after school, here.”
“Hey,” one of them said. “That’s not what we signed up for.”
“You want blowjobs, don't you?” They nodded. “Every day, right? Well, I’m not going to give them to you. Sandi’s not. You want to get off you need to make at least a little effort.” The boys were looking at each other.
“Hey, guys,” Julie said. “This has to be more fun than self-pollution.”
“I guess.” The boy said to Nellie, “Why does she have to be fat?”
“She’s not fat.”
Julie didn’t think this was such a great idea. “I ride the bus. I can’t be here after school every day.”
Nellie looked at her and shook her head, turned to the boys. “Come on. Work with me.”
One of the boys looked at another. “Do you want to?”
“Not really.”
“We have stuff to do.” They left.
“You stay, Will.” Nellie glared at her.
“So far, this little class of yours has been a super tremendous ego boost for me. Can I leave too?”
“Shut up.” Nellie went off with Will and talked.
Julie stood, watched them argue and decided she needed to get the yuck off her. She went to the dumpster in the hopes of finding something to use to wipe it off.
“Julie,” Nellie said.
Julie looked over and saw Nellie, Sandi and Crissi talking. Will sat on the curb. She joined them.
Crissi smiled at her, Sandi was subdued and Nellie asked, “Is it true you’re going out with Frank tonight?”
“That was the plan.”
“And you were a virgin until Tuesday morning?”
“I have yet to kiss a boy but since Tuesday, yes, I’m no longer a virgin.”
“I’m going to loan you Will. He’ll get his cock sucked and I told him he could fuck you.”
“Thank you.”
“But if I find out you’re trying to steal him from me, I’ll kill you.”
“Thanks, but no thanks.” Julie turned to go.
“Julie,” Crissi said. “Let’s take a walk.”
“Why--“
“Don’t say anything for a minute, all right?”
Julie followed Crissi across the parking out back toward the art classroom.
“This way,” Crissi said. She held her hand out for Julie’s.
Beyond the classroom at the end of the wing was a hedge. Crissi pulled Julie into it and pushed her against the wall. “Hold still.” Crissi licked the yuck from Julie’s face and chest.
“How can you even--“
“Shut up.”
Julie felt Crissi’s hand on her privates, fingers probed her cunt, glanced past her clitoris. “We can’t do this. It’s not--“
Crissi kissed Julie while stroking her.
Julie didn’t know why she let her, but she did. Her legs opened and she kissed back. After five minutes her first orgasm roared through her; she nearly fell.
Crissi’s kisses were sweet; minutes later became urgent as her fingers rapidly fucked Julie. Julie’s hips thrust and she held onto Crissi as she had two more orgasms.
They were kneeling when Crissi relented. Julie trembled weakly as tears ran down her cheeks. She could smell a distant tobacco smell and hear the traffic at the busy intersection across from the school.
“Ready?” Crissi asked.
“How did you . . . we shouldn’t . . . why?”
“Don’t kiss Will, but it’s okay to kiss Frank.” Crissi stood. “It’s traditional to reciprocate in some fashion. I’m a whore and don’t expect it. But maybe next time you will. Okay?”
“I’m sorry.” Julie wiped her face.
“You taste pretty good with their semen all over you. When we get back, Will should be ready.”
“Okay.” Julie tried to catch up. “Thank you. I--“
Crissi smiled over her shoulder. “Now you know. It’s a secret. Okay?
“I won’t tell anyone.”
“Sandi can’t say it, but she’s sorry she called you tubby.”
“That’s what I am.”
“You’re not just one five letter word. Not tubby, not whore.”
“Yes I am.”
“Tell him you want him to cum in your mouth.”
“Okay.” Julie saw Will and the teases waiting. When they got closer, Will looked up. He stood, dusting off his fanny.
“What, no hard on?” Crissi said. Will shrugged.
“That’s okay,” Julie said. “Will, I’m kinda sore right now, but you can fuck me. Let’s make it tomorrow. I want to suck your penis.”
“Dick,” Sandi said.
“Cock,” Nellie said.
“Because I know, in a week or two of steady penis sucking,” she grinned, “and swallowing your yuck, there’s a good chance I’ll start to look like Nellie.”
“You wish,” Sandi said.
“If you can make me cum, I’ll let your friends fuck me too. Special rate for you. Two sucks and then a fuck.” She turned to Nellie. “Okay?”
As she waited on her knees she felt different from earlier. She wondered if it would be okay to touch herself. She thought it would be, so she did.\
Chapter Eight
Julie was in Frank’s car and it was nice being with him but she hadn’t figured out why Nellie and the others thought it was so important. “Did you want a blowjob?”
Frank laughed as he turned into the McDonald’s parking lot. “I’m going to defer in discussions of sex until after we eat.”
“You’re blushing.”
“It’s hot in here. I should have had the air conditioner on. There’s a t-shirt for you in back.”
“Don’t want to be seen in public with a ho?”
“Actually,” he turned to her and leaned against his car door, “this is a bit of a thrill for me.”
“So why the shirt?”
“No shoes, no shirt, no service. You’ll see the sign on family oriented places. Like McDonald’s. Want to go to a movie? You can take your shirt off after the lights go out.”
“You haven’t a romantic bone in our body, have you?” She got up onto her seat and looked into the back seat. “This it?”
“That’s it.” He got out.
Julie put the t-shirt on inside out and joined him at the restaurant door. “See?” he said pointing to the small sign on the door.
“I always thought that was a joke.”
“I think it was meant for teases more than anyone else.”
“You order for me.” Julie came up to his shoulder when she stood next to him. They didn’t touch.
At their table, Frank spread out their meal and fanned out an array of ketchup and mustard packs. Julie added condiments to her burger and ate. She was famished.
“We could go to a movie, drive around, hang out at the mall, whatever you want to do.”
“You’re serious all of a sudden,” Julie put down her burger and dipped a french fry in ketchup.
“I was doing pretty well before you brought up the subject of sex.”
“Let’s see. You’re an adolescent male, healthy, probably have sex on your mind about 75% of the time. Is it because I’m fat?”
“You’re not fat.”
“Thanks, but you didn’t answer me.” She pointed a soggy french fry at him. “It’s okay,” the french fry flopped downward. “Boy, that’s strange.” She wiggled the french fry and it swayed limply. After eating the french fry she noticed the look on his face. “It wasn’t a relative of yours, was it?”
“The spitting image of great-uncle Josiah. It was tragic seeing him end like that.”
“I know I’m fat and I probably shouldn’t be eating Josiah and all your cousins but I’m hungry. What’s the chance I can sleep in our car tonight?”
“All night?”
“Sure. You can take me to school tomorrow morning.”
“I’m not sure--“
“I can pee in the bushes. Your parents.”
“Mom only.”
“Your parent won’t even have to know.”
“You’re kidding.”
“I’m serious. My parents are wacko right now. It’s taking them a lot longer to get used to the idea of my state than I ever imagined. My father wants to send me away.”
“I know a place where we can talk after dinner.”
“Want to hear about my day?”
“Okay.” He folded his hands onto the table and was attentive.
“After school a tease friend is helping me get my blowjobs down, that’s why I asked you. So she’s letting me suck off her boyfriend and he can fuck me too. Two blowjobs, one fuck.”
“Sounds equitable.” He was smiling.
“I thought so. He’s to tell his friends. I blew five of them after school but they wanted me to be prettier and have a body like his tease girlfriend so they didn’t want to set up a daily schedule for use of me.”
“I just love shoptalk.”
“I did other things which I can’t talk about. What does an orgasm feel like? For you?”
“You’re not going to wait until we’re out in the car, are you?”
“I’m wearing a shirt and shoes but I’m still a ho. Well?”
“It depends. They aren’t all the same.”
“They aren’t?”
“Whimpers and shouts, but I have to say even the meanest whimper is damn fun.”
“Of course you,” she jerked an open fist.
“Sometimes.”
“I’ve done it. Just not by myself. Not without people around. I had my first orgasm today. It was fantastic.”
“I’m sure it was.”
“So do you usually do it by yourself or do you--“
“By myself and I think the discussion is getting pretty personal.”
“Are you a virgin?”
“No and yes. I’ve done it but there are a lot of things I’ve never done yet. Some I want to do, some I’ll probably never do.”
“Would it be okay if I watched?” She grinned at him, chin supported by her hands.
Frank started putting stuff onto the tray. “Ready to go?”
“Any time. Can I watch?”
“I think putting on that shirt has made you perverse.”
“I think so too.” She followed him out of the restaurant. “Can I ride in the back?”
“Why?”
“I want to see what it feels like to do it all by myself. You can’t watch.”
“Are you crazy?”
“I don’t think so, my parents do.”
Frank shut the door after her and got into the front of the car. “Don’t worry about the seat.”
“So I can?”
“Sure. I’ll drive around. You’ll diddle yourself and have all the fun and afterwards I’ll take you home.”
“You sound angry.” She balled up the t-shirt and put it under her head. She sat up, took off her shoes and socks and lay back down.
“I had a preconceived idea of how the evening would go.”
“It’s okay to talk. I haven’t started yet.”
He laughed. “Dinner, the mall or a movie, maybe a drive somewhere. Scintillating talk. Like in class earlier.”
“I think if I weren’t fat, I wouldn’t disappoint you so much.”
Frank started the car and drove. “But you’ve kept me off kilter.”
“I’m starting now. You can keep on talking if you want.”
“Sex. Sex. Sex.”
“Ummmm.”
“And more sex. Okay, here’s a question. Do you like to have your ass fucked?”
“It hurts. I’m not sure I can talk at the same time.” She sat up. “I’m brand new and everything hurts. Not blowjobs. They make me want to upchuck. And then there’s the yuck.”
“The yuck. After you barf?”
“No, what comes out. The yuck. All over. What should I do?”
“The first thing I’d do would be to change your hair color. Black or some fakey color like pink or green. Change the cut. Short, close to the head or maybe a pageboy. Straight bangs would be nice.”
“I was talking about the yuck. Guess where my finger is?”
“I have a pretty good idea. Feel good?”
“Un hunh. Want to stick your finger in me?”
“I’d have to join you in the back seat.”
“That would be okay.”
“Eye shadow and lipstick if possible. Wear high heels. They’ll tone your legs, make you taller and give a sway to your walk.”
“Will can’t kiss me. He’s the tease’s boyfriend. But they said I could kiss you.”
“Who’s they?”
“My tease and ho friends.”
“That’s nice.”
“I thought so. I’ve never kissed a boy.”
“Never?”
“Just fucked and stuff. No one wanted to go on dates with me before.”
“Your candor is frightening.”
“I know we’ll never go steady or anything, but this is nice.”
“I don’t think I can let you sleep in my car until I check with my mom. One’s filial duty. Mater, my girlfriend, though perhaps I shouldn’t call her that since she’s rather loose in her affections and a public masturbator.”
“You going to join me back here eventually?”
“Eventually.” The car hit a series of bumps.
“Hey, I know where we are. Denise is right. That was awesome.”
“Mater. This promiscuous slut I know--“
“You know all the right words.” Julie began to masturbate in earnest.
“Wants to sleep in my car at night. In the driveway. She has good qualities. Doesn’t snore,” he paused but she didn’t respond, “and allows boys to fuck her after she’s sucked them off twice. The only problem is she’s a whore.”
“Fuck.” Julie stiffened, then relaxed. After a minute she opened her eyes and saw him looking at her in the rearview mirror. “I don’t think that one counted since you were watching.”
“Just your face.”
“Doesn’t matter. Don’t watch this time. Okay?”
“Dear, I need to use the rearview mirror every now and again. I’m driving.”
“Just pretend I’m not here.” Her finger on her slippery slit slid deftly, just missing her clit.
“Easiest thing in the world.”
She lightly stroked her clitoris. “Think your mom will say yes?”
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Chapters 13 and 14 | Chapters 15 and 16 | Chapters 17 and 18
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