Teenage teaser

CHAPTER TWO

Billy Newark slapped his friend Danny Bell on the shoulder to catch his attention.

"Here she comes," Billy said.

The two boys quit leaning against Billy's car and watched Marilyn walking toward them. Both the boys had heard Timmy brag about fucking her and they were curious if what he said was true. They decided that they were going to find out.

"I just don't think so," Danny said.

"Shit," Billy said. "We can't get any if we don't try."

"But those cheerleaders are so popular," Danny protested. "You know how Timmy likes to talk. Nobody ever believes half of what he says."

"I don't care," Billy said. "You can't get any if you don't try."

Marilyn saw the two boys watching her so closely and she grew afraid. She didn't walk straight through the parking lot as she'd intended. Instead she changed direction so that she would walk around the cars instead of between them. She hurried her steps a little as she saw the two boys come swaggering toward her.

It had been two days since she'd lost her virginity to Timmy. Two long days. She'd spent each minute in fear that someone was going to start calling her a whore. She didn't know if Timmy had said anything, but she knew that so far nobody had treated her any differently.

"Hey," Danny called. "Wait up, Marilyn. We want to talk to you."

Marilyn had no real reason to keep walking except for her fears. She was aware that she could have chosen a better outfit to wear that morning. She had chosen one of her shortest skirts for some reason.

Mostly it was that she still liked the way that boys looked at her when she wore a short skirt.

"What do you want?" Marilyn asked the two boys. "I'm in kind of a hurry."

"Going to practice with Coach Bayles?" Billy asked.

"Yes," Marilyn said. "And you know how impatient he can be."

Danny looked shyly at his shoes but Billy kept staring at her as if he could see right through her clothes. Marilyn felt a little uncomfortable.

"What's your hurry?" Billy said. "You can afford to miss one practice. Coach Bayles knows you're the best swimmer on the girl's team."

"I have to go," Marilyn said.

She turned to leave but Billy put a hand on her arm. She tried to shrug his hand away but his fingers tightened on her.

"Don't hurry off," he said.

"Let me go," Marilyn insisted.

"Don't be so impatient," he said. "Why don't you walk to the car with me for a few minutes?"

"I told you," Marilyn said. "I'm in a hurry."

Danny was looking scared. There were a lot of students and teachers in the parking lot. Some of them were looking their way.

"Come on, Billy," Danny said. "We're going to get into trouble."

"You sure are," Marilyn said. "Let me go." Billy's face went suddenly hard.

"No need to be so proud," he said. "We know all about you and Timmy. We only want a little bit of what he got. He says you're a good fuck."

"Oh my God," Marilyn said softly.

She had expected a lot of things but she hadn't expected to be faced with this in a parking lot. What was worse, she felt a little twinge of excitement. These two boys were both very good-looking and obviously interested.

"He lied about me," Marilyn said.

"Sure he did," Billy said. He released her arm. "We'll be waiting for you after practice. I've got a key to a motel room. We can go there. Just you and me and Danny. Wouldn't you like that?"

"You're sick," Marilyn said.

"We'll be waiting," he said. "You can ride the bus or you can come out here and get in the car. I promise you that we'll have a good time."

Marilyn stood looking at him for a moment and then she hurried away. Danny breathed a sigh of relief.

"Goddamn, Billy," Danny said. "Are you trying to get us arrested? What if she had screamed rape or something?"

"She wouldn't," Billy said.

"Why not?"

"Because I think Timmy told the truth," Billy said. "I think she really is a hot fuck. And I think her mouth is watering for it right now."

"You mean you actually expect her to meet us after practice?"

"Yes," Billy answered.

"Then you're a God damn idiot," Danny said.

"She'll never come out here."

"She'll come," Billy said.

Marilyn would have called him a liar. She had no intention of going anywhere with them. She was already thinking that she could control herself and her reputation wouldn't get hurt. After a while, Timmy's bragging would be forgotten.

She concentrated on her swimming. She wanted to get really tired, but Coach Bayles wouldn't let her stay in the water. He wanted the rest of the girls in the water but he wanted Marilyn to do a few practice strokes and then rest for the big swim trial coming up.

"You're doing fine," Coach Bayles said. "I think you're ready to win."

"I hope so," Marilyn said.

"Just think confident," Coach Bayles said. "Confidence. That's the key."

She nodded. The practice went well. Everyone looked good. Of course, Leslie had to tease her when they were back in the shower rooms.

"I'll be glad when the swimming is over and cheerleading starts again," Leslie said. "This water hurts my hair."

"You do have pretty hair," Marilyn admitted.

Leslie couldn't let a compliment pass without sinking her barbs in.

"Brian Edwards likes it," Leslie said.

Marilyn felt hurt. Everyone knew how she felt about Brian and it hurt every time Leslie mentioned him. The girls walked out to the bus and Marilyn stopped just before she got on. "Come on, Marilyn," Carol said.

"No," Marilyn said. "I think I'll walk home." Carol shrugged her shoulders.

Marilyn didn't know why she'd done that. She watched the bus pull away and she suddenly felt very lost and alone. She had let the bus go. What could she be thinking of? She found herself looking toward the parking lot.

It was very dark. She wondered if the two boys were out there waiting as they told her they would be. The practice had lasted longer than usual and perhaps they had given up.

Why was she thinking of the boys? she wondered, as she started walking toward home. She had no intention of going with them. Yet, somehow she found herself walking in the direction of the parking lot.

She kept telling herself that it was just curiosity, to see if they had really stayed. Yet her breath was coming slowly and her heart was pounding against her ribs.

She had not walked very far when a car's lights came on, striking her in the eyes.

"This way, Marilyn," Billy said.

She walked toward the car. Billy had the door open and she slipped into the car. Danny was driving. Billy got in the car on the other side of her and put his hand on her knee.

"You waited," Marilyn said.

"Of course," Billy said.

"But how did you know I'd come?" Marilyn asked.

"I knew, baby," Billy said. "You got a hot look in your eyes."

Marilyn wondered if that were true, if she really did have a hot look in her eyes. She didn't know, but she did know that something had drawn her to the parking lot. Something she didn't understand. And she'd known if she came that both these boys were going to fuck her.

Her skirt was so short that sitting in the seat had made it draw up almost to her panties. Billy wasted no time about letting her know what he wanted. His hot fingers brushed up her thigh and grasped between her legs.

"Oh," Marilyn said.

"You have a hot look," Billy repeated. "You can always tell a girl who loves to fuck."

"Please don't talk like that," Marilyn said. "Why not?" Billy asked. "You're going to be talking like that before the night is over. You're going to be begging for it."

Marilyn shivered. She didn't like to think that what he said was true, but she knew it was. Before the night was over she was going to be for it, just like she had begged Timmy. She would say anything, do anything, to make the two boys happy.

"I have to be home by nine," Marilyn said. "Don't worry baby," Billy said. "We've got a room, like I told you. We all know what we want so there's no need to be wasting time."

Marilyn shivered again. She felt Billy's hand become more insistent, rubbing her pussy through her thin panties. She felt a twinge of excitement. Her nipples began to harden.

"Hey," Billy said. He sounded almost surprised. "She's liking this."

She was aware that Danny's eyes were fastened on the spot where Billy's hand disappeared into her dress. She lowered her eyes and saw the already hard bulge in Danny's trousers. Danny was in a hurry to join them. She saw that they were speeding.

Up to that moment she had not really thought about two boys having her. She had known Danny was coming along, had known that he would want what Billy got, but she had just not thought much about it.

Now she realized that she really was going to get fucked by both of them. It didn't frighten her as much as she thought it would. In fact, it excited her.

Two boys and both of them wanting her. It gave her nice feelings.

Billy's fingers went underneath the top of her panties and pressed hotly against her pubic thatch. She sighed. She had known it would only be a matter of time before he grew bolder.

"Damn," Billy said, getting encouragement from her obvious willingness to allow him to do what he wanted. "Let's get your panties off."

Marilyn knew a moment of shame. "No, Billy," she protested weakly. "Don't start teasing," Billy warned.

"I'm not teasing," Marilyn said. "I'll let you. Just not here. Not in the car."

"Hell yes," Billy said. "Let's take them off. It'll save a little time."

"But Billy…" she said.

He didn't let her finish. His fingers were already tugging at her panties. She gave in and lifted her hips so that he could slide them down her long legs. He pulled her skirt up above her waist so that her blonde pussy could be admired by both boys.

"Would you look at that snatch!" Danny exclaimed.

"Keep your eyes on the road," Billy said. "I'll do the looking."

Danny reluctantly looked back at the road again. It wouldn't have mattered if he'd looked back at Marilyn because he wouldn't have seen anything. Billy had covered her pussy with his hot hand.

He started rubbing the flat of his hand all over her pussy. Marilyn was already beginning to feel juicy there.

"Like that?" Billy asked.

"Yes," Marilyn moaned.

Billy pressed one finger into her cunt. He found her clit and began to flick his finger against it. Marilyn moaned loudly.

"Hot damn," Danny said. "Here we are. The motel. I don't think I can stand just looking much longer."

Billy gave her cunt a few more flicks of his finger and he reluctantly withdrew his finger. He tasted it, smiling.

"Ummmmm," he said. "Pussy juice. There's nothing that tastes as nice."

Danny stopped the car in front of the motel. "We've got room three," Billy said.

Billy still had her panties in his other hand. He now opened the dashboard and stuffed them in.

"A little reminder," he said. "You don't mind if I keep those do you, Marilyn, honey?"

"No," Marilyn said.

She pulled her skirt down as she climbed out of the driver's side of the car. Danny was looking at the bare flesh of her thighs with obvious hunger. As soon as she was out of the car he pulled her to him.

"You're a sweet piece," he said, as his lips pressed down on hers. She didn't protest as his tongue wormed into her mouth.

"Cut that out," Billy said, as he got out of his side of the car. "Do you want the whole Goddamn world to see?"

It was too late. Marilyn heard a clucking noise and she jumped away. An old man had come around one corner of the building. He was very old and dirty-looking.

He gave Marilyn a leering look.

"Well, well, well," he said. "What have we got here? A pretty young thing and two boyfriends."

The old man peered at Billy and a hint of recognition came into his eyes.

"You rented a room," the old man cackled. "I know you. You said you were married. This young lady don't look old enough to be married."

Marilyn didn't know what to say. She remained silent as the old man approached her.

"No, sir," he said. "You don't look old enough to be married."

"She's just a friend," Billy said.

Billy and Danny were both nervous. The old man knew he had them where he wanted them. He knew they were underage. He could order them away from his small motel and there would be nothing they could do. Or he could call the police.

"I don't know what I'm going to do," he said.

"You kids may be in trouble."

"Please," Marilyn said. "We'll just leave. We'll just go."

"I don't want to let you go," the old man leered. "Maybe I want to call the police. You know, it's against the law to register as man and wife when you're not man and wife."

Marilyn knew nothing about the law. She didn't know if this old man could get her into trouble or not. She only knew that she didn't want to be in trouble.

"Let us go," Marilyn pleaded.

"I don't want to cut you out of your fun," the old man said. "Let me watch."

Marilyn turned white. She couldn't even consider the thought of this horrid old man watching her. She knew that Billy or Danny wouldn't consider it either. At least she thought they wouldn't.

"Sure," Billy said.

"What?" Marilyn whispered.

"Let him watch," Billy said. "It won't do no harm. He's an old man. Let him have a little excitement in his old age. It won't do any harm."

"I don't want him to watch," Marilyn said.

"It's either me or the police," the old man leered. "Make up your mind, young lady."

Marilyn didn't have a chance to make up her mind. Billy grabbed her arm and pushed and pulled her toward room number three. He dropped her arm as he pulled the key from his pocket and opened the door.

"Billy," Marilyn said.

"Go in," Billy said.

His voice left no room for argument, and Marilyn stepped into the dark, dingy room. The room was not dirty, but it was plain. There was only a bed and a lamp. Suddenly Marilyn felt very cheap.

But it was much too late to change her mind. Billy came up behind her and his hands went underneath her skirt. His hot hands cupped her firm ass cheeks and then went around her body pulling her ass against his hardening prick. "Feel that, baby?" he asked. "Yes," she said. "What is it?" he asked. "It's your prick," she said.

"That's right," he said. "And I'm soon going to use my prick to fill your hot cunt."

Marilyn felt weak as his hard cock, still in his trousers, pressed against the curve of her ass. For a moment she forgot that the old man and Danny were in the room.

Danny soon reminded her by slamming shut the door and going to the bed. He was undressing. He was not shy about exposing his body. He peeled off his shirt and undershirt to reveal a chest that was hairy and muscular. He stopped when his fingers touched his belt buckle. "I think I'll let you do this," he said. Marilyn nodded as Billy released her.

She walked to Danny and put her fingers on his belt. He was smiling at her as she slowly undid his buckle and unzipped his trousers. She peeled his trousers down his legs, trying not to look at the hard bulge under his shorts.

He kicked off his shoes and she pulled his trousers off. Now only his shorts remained to hide his prick from her eyes. She could already see that he was bigger than Timmy. She had somehow expected all boy's cocks to look the same.

His didn't.

She peeled his shorts down, having to lift them away from his jutting prick. He lifted his legs as she pulled them off.

He placed both hands on her shoulders and forced her to her knees. His prick was inches from her face and she knew what he wanted. The same thing that Timmy had wanted. She kissed the tip of his large cock.

"Jesus!" The old man was groaning. "Jesus, look at her."

Billy came up to her again and he lifted her to her feet before Danny could make her do any more. Slowly he started to peel the rest of her clothes off. He undid her blouse and bra and unhooked her skirt. As the skirt dropped to the floor she stood naked before three pairs of hungry, staring eyes.

"You've got nice tits," Billy said.

Marilyn nodded. Billy's cock was aching and he took her hand and placed it against it. She began to rub her fingers all over the front of his trousers. "Unzip me," Billy said.

She fumbled with his zipper but her nervous fingers finally got it down. She reached inside and found his hard prick bunched in his shorts. It took her a few moments before she was able to free it. It sprang out hard against her sweaty hand.

Danny came up behind her and pressed himself against her. His prick went in between her legs from behind Billy's prick robbed against her leg.

Billy started kissing her again, his hot tongue forcing its way into her mouth and going deep into her throat. His hot hands pressed against her tittles.

She remembered what Timmy had told her and she started moving her fingers up and down on his hard rod. She knew that she should feel ashamed but there was no shame in her. She was enjoying herself too much.

Hot flashes of delight went through her body every time Danny's prick robbed against her pussy, and it no longer mattered that the ugly old man was standing in the comer. He was still watching everything that happened and rubbing the front of his trousers. The leer had not left his face.

"Billy," Marilyn moaned. "Oh Billy."

Both Danny and Billy released her. Billy nodded toward the bed and Marilyn understood. She crawled into the bed. She was trembling.

"Spread your legs," Billy said. "Let the old man see your pussy."

She closed her eyes because she couldn't bear to see the old man staring at her. Slowly, reluctantly, she opened her legs, exposing her red gash to their hungry eyes. When Marilyn opened her eyes again she was shocked to find that the old man had taken his prick out and was holding it in his hand.

"Pretty," he said. "Pretty pussy. It's been a while since I've seen a pretty pussy."

Billy got onto the bed beside her. He bent his head and ran his hot tongue over one of her nipples. She shivered as the delicious jolts of excitement once more went through her body.

Billy slipped his hand between her legs and pushed two fingers into her already juicy cunt.

"That's it, boy," the old man said. "Get the pretty pussy all heated up. Get it all hot and juicy."

Billy continued to run his finger in and out of her cunt. The excitement grew in Marilyn's body. She didn't want to be so carried away, but she couldn't help it. She liked his fingers inside her cunt. She liked his tongue caressing her twin peaks. Suddenly she wanted to feel his cock inside of her more than she had ever wanted anything.

"Fuck me, Billy," she whispered. "Fuck me!"

"See there," Billy said. "I told you that you'd beg for it before the night was over."

Billy was proud of himself as he climbed on top of her. He separated her legs even wider and placed his cock just at the entrance to her cunt.

"Get ready, baby," he said.

He gave a savage push and his cock tore into her, filling her up.

"Oh Billy," Marilyn moaned. "Oh Billy."

Billy started to fuck her in rapid, hard strokes that drove his hard cock deep into her cunt. He was breathing heavily and his balls slapped loudly against her.

"That's it, boy," the old man said. "She's feeling it now. Fuck her good, boy. Fill up her cunt. Fuck her hard. That's the way they love it!"

She tried to close her ears to the old man's voice but she kept hearing him urging Billy on, as if he was in a race or something.

Then she didn't care anymore, for she felt the first tingle of her orgasm approaching. She started slamming herself up to meet Billy's stroke.

"Billy," she cried. "You're making me hot! So hot! I think lm going to come, Billy! Oh Billy, I am coming! I ammmmmmm!"

Billy grunted loudly as he gave her one last stroke and then his prick exploded inside her. He sent large wads of jism into her cunt that made him cry out in joyous delight. She kept grinding herself against him until he'd finished trembling.

He withdrew his now limp prick from her cunt.

"Goddamn," Billy said. "You're as good a fuck as Timmy said you'd be."

Marilyn was in a daze. Her climax had been so good. It seemed like she was hearing him from far away. She was hardly aware of when he left the bed and Danny replaced him.

"Lift your legs," Danny said.

Marilyn wasn't sure what he wanted but Danny was quick to show her. He lifted her legs above her head so that her cum-filled cunt was even more exposed.

"I don't like sloppy seconds," Danny said. "I'm going to show you a new way to do it."

She didn't know what he meant. She looked at him suspiciously as he pressed himself down on her. Then she felt his hard cock at the tiny entrance to her ass.

Her eyes blinked open wide.

"Oh no," she said. "Not there."

"You've got to learn all the ways to make a man happy," Danny said.

"Please," she said.

"Wait a minute," the old man said. "I've got something to make it easier."

Danny waited as the old man hurried to his room. It did no good for Marilyn to straggle. Her awkward position left her completely at Danny's mercy.

"Danny," she begged him. "Fuck me. Put it in my pussy. But please not there."

"I won't hurt you bad," he promised.

The old man returned. He had a bottle of some substance with which Danny coated his thick rod. Marilyn moaned as she felt his prick back at her anus.

"No," she said.

Danny began to press against her. She felt his prick sliding into her ass and there was nothing she could do about it. She started struggling again, but the more she struggled, the more excited he became.

He gave a hard shove and his prick went halfway in. Marilyn gave a little gasp of surprise as she felt his cock so deep in her ass.

"That's it," the old man urged him on. "Right up her ass. Do it to her!"

Marilyn screamed as he pressed harder and his cock slid into her tight ass up to his balls. He brought his prick half out of her and then slammed it back into her again.

"Damn," Marilyn moaned. "That hurts. Stop it. Please stop it."

"Relax, baby," Danny said. "Relax."

Danny started fucking her ass hard. His balls slapped loudly against her and she felt a little cramped in her position.

"You feeling it yet, baby?" Danny asked. "You feeling it?"

Marilyn didn't know what she was supposed to feel. It hurt. It hurt like hell. He kept slamming his cock forcefully into her and it felt like a flaming hot poker tearing out her stomach.

"Damn," Danny said. "It ain't working this way."

Marilyn sighed with relief as he withdrew his hard cock, but Danny had no intention of stopping, instead he allowed her to drop her legs, and then he motioned for her to turn over on her stomach.

She turned over.

"On your hands and knees," Danny whispered. "We're going to do this doggy style. I'm going to fuck you like a bitch in heat. Which is what you are!"

She struggled a little but he easily put her into the position that he wanted her in. He adjusted his position and slammed his cock once more back into her asshole.

"Ahhh," he moaned. "This is better."

He reached around her and found her pussy. He pushed two fingers into her pussy and he flicked her clit every time his cock drove into her. She began to feel it. A slow delicious warmth was building up in her.

"Now she's feeling," the old man said. "Now she's beginning to like it. I told you she would. They all like it."

"Damn," Billy said. "I'm getting hard again watching. Let's show her the fucking special."

Danny was agreeable. He withdrew his cock and motioned for Marilyn to sit up. Marilyn was still in a daze and she hardly knew what was happening to her. All she knew was that she was willing to do anything as long as it felt good.

Danny got on his back and pulled Marilyn toward him. She guided his prick to her cunt. He slowly pulled her down so that her cunt was engulfing his cock, drawing his hot rod deep into her pussy.

Danny started to drive his cock up into her hot pussy and Marilyn was hot enough now to drive herself back at him. She loved the feeling of going down on him, feeling his thick rod press apart the walls of her cunt and fill her.

Now Billy pushed her forward a little as he stared at her ass. He hadn't had her ass yet, but Danny would have made it hot and slippery. He pressed his cock against her ass and felt Marilyn shiver.

"Oh no," she said. "Not both of you. You can't mean both of you."

"Sure you can," Billy said. "Just relax. You're about to be double-fucked!"

He held his cock in his hand as he pressed it against her ass. He pushed and his cock went easily into her ass. He pushed until he felt his heavy balls resting against her ass.

"Now do it with me," Billy directed Danny. "Fuck her with me."

Marilyn screamed with delight as the boys began to find a rhythm to their fucking. She felt as if she was completely overpowered by the two boys, as if she only existed to meet their brutal thrusts.

She couldn't move with them. They set the pace and they directed her movements. She couldn't do as she liked. She loved it. She loved the two rods stretching her cunt and ass.

She screamed and thrashed as her first explosion threatened to tear her body apart. She heard Billy grunt and then his hot cum was pouring into her ass. A moment later she heard Danny's loud grunt and then both their cocks were spewing out the white seed.

"Oh God," she said. "Oh God!"

She had experienced orgasm before but never like this. It was powerful. It rocked her entire body. It left her completely exhausted. It was too good to believe!

They stayed inside her for a long while. Then Marilyn started coming back to the ground again. Both boys withdrew their cocks, dripping with cum.

"You're fucking good," Billy said, clapping her on her rounded ass. "Fucking good."

She was tired. God, she was tired. She watched Billy and Danny start to get dressed and she knew it was time to leave.

"What about me?" the old man said.