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Tim, the Teenage MC
By: Rass Senip
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>This posting contains:
Chapter IX: 10th Grade, Fall 1986 (cont)
Part 6 - Dreams People Share (mc, mf, ff, fisting)
Part 7 - Holly's Favorite Dicky (mc, mf)
>The next posting contains:
Tim, the Teenage MC FAQs - About Rass, Blackie, the Book, and more
>See the Table of Contents (TOC) posting for a complete list of
all Chapters released so far and information on posting format.
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Chapter IX: 10th Grade, Fall 1986
Part 6 - Dreams People Share
(mc, mf, ff, fisting)
Some people have a love for cars, some for horses, others for big
chested women. Their eyes constantly scan for the images that excite
them in a way nothing else can. I enjoy many of these myself, but the
weekend following Halloween, my eyes nearly missed the object in the sky
that would become an object I would drool about.
"What is that," Suzi said, hearing the strange distant buzzing sound.
"Sounds like a plane or something," Joey said, searching the sky with
his eyes.
The November sunset was as orange as the leaves lining the amusement
park's horizon. We were waiting to get on the Screaming Greek one last
time before we went home, and the sound was starting to attract a lot of
attention as it grew louder.
The small helicopter was nearly on top of us before it finally came in
sight, flying not more than thirty feet above us, appearing to be
looking for someplace to land.
"Shit. That thing is isn't any bigger than one of my go carts," I
exclaimed. Its size excited me, and thoughts of having my own little
helicopter to fly around in started whirling in my mind. "I'm going to
go check it out," I said as I got out of line.
"Okay! We'll find you when we're done.." Joey's voice said, fading as I
started to run.
The helicopter actually wasn't looking for a landing spot, just looking.
Despite its size, it could really move, and I nearly gave up following
it when it crossed over a section of the park closed to the public. I
was out of breath, and figured it would be out of my range by the time I
made my way around to the other side.
But before I turned to go back to Joey and Suzi, the buzz of the
helicopter's motor began to change in pitch.
"Cool. It's landing," I said to myself.
I found an entrance and walked through the gate, simply ignoring the
sign marked 'employees only'. The area contained several buildings, a
few equipment sheds containing things like brooms and the like, and a
row of lockers where apparently the employees kept their personal
belongings.
I had to walk around the corner of a building before I found the
helicopter. It was only eight or so feet long with an open seat that
couldn't possibly hold two. It looked a lot bigger on the ground than
it did in the air, but nothing as large as my father's personal
helicopter.
The controls were no where near as complicated as the full size version,
and what I could see of the engine reminded me of the go cart engines
Joey and I had rebuilt several times. The blades were surprisingly
folded together and tilted at an angle, resting on an arm at the end of
the body that held their almost twelve foot length just off the ground.
My attention was so caught up in examining the craft that I never
noticed its pilot coming out of the building behind me. I almost fell
into the cockpit when she caught me bending over to look at the flight
stick.
"Excuse me? I don't think you're supposed to be back here," the woman
said.
"Uhm, yeah, I know. But I wanted to see your helicopter close up and...
I just think its really cool."
"Thanks. But I've been told I have to keep looking for someone," she
said as she stepped up on a foot hold, then grabbed and rotated the
right blade into position with loud click. "And I can't take time out to
give some kid a demonstration."
"I take it you don't really want to be looking for this person," I said,
thinking out loud.
"No, I don't," she said as the other blade clicked into position. Then
she inserted some kind of pin to apparently lock them into place.
"I can help you find whoever you're looking for. Just tell me their
name, and if I find them before you do, could you just answer some
questions? I wasn't going to ask for a demonstration. I mean I already
saw it fly."
"They've been blasting the guy's name out over the PA for the past half
an hour. But the guy's deaf, and a friend of my father's. If I didn't
know what he looked like..."
"But what's his name anyway. His full name if you know it."
"Gregory Steinman, and I don't have any idea what his middle name is.
Now, you better leave before security catch you in here."
And with that, she put her helmet on and started the engine up, then
brought the blades to full speed and took off.
I had run around the corner as the flying debris started to sting my
bare arms, and neck, but didn't hurry myself as I made my way out of the
employee zone. I connected to Joey who was still waiting in line and
asked him to help me sweep the park.
Joey and I had worked out how to do a sweep the previous week, and this
was our first real use of it except for the trial runs. We had started
working it like a blanket command except without any commands inside our
imaginary sheet. But it quickly became clear it would take forever to
form a blanket big enough to cover the large area we were testing, so we
had started experimenting with other shapes and concepts, and eventually
came up with the sweep.
Joey and I began started imagining in our minds that we were gathering
incredible amounts of energy and containing it inside our head. Once we
figured we had enough, we released it all at once, imagining it
spreading out from the two of us in all directions like sonar pulses of
mental energy. The sweeps didn't quite make it to the far reaches of
the park, but we found our man almost immediately. He was standing in
line for the Screaming Greek, twelve heads behind Joey and Suzi.
Figuring she would never find him while he was under the pavilion and
close to getting on the roller coaster itself, I didn't hurry as I made
my way there. The hardest part was to find the helicopter after I lost
my lock on her mind that I had made during the pulse. Too many people's
thoughts between us, and I wasn't familiar enough with her mind to find
it like I could Joey's and Suzi's.
Joey and Suzi came out just as I found her at the far side, still
frustrated over the fact her father had just ordered her to find him
like she was one of his employees. I hadn't realized she was the
owner's daughter, nor had I noticed she was only seventeen.
Joey and Suzi needed to leave, not wanting to miss the last chance to
get the shit scared out of them at a closing haunted house. We had gone
to another one last weekend, but once I had been started by the first
'ghost', I couldn't keep myself from sensing the next scare. So they
understood when I suggested they leave without me. I could just call a
limo or maybe get a free ride from someone going that way.
Holly was still five minutes away when Greg walked out the exit, so I
followed him and kept nudging Holly towards our new positions. Holly's
eye caught my smiling face as I pointed towards the ice cream shop. I
was about to have to nudge her again when she decided to ignore me, but
then she saw her target walking out the ice cream shop and noticed me
walking up to him.
Three minutes later, Holly landed inside a small roped off grassy area
while I and the thirty-something man stood and waited. She jumped over
the knee high fence and took her helmet off before she spoke to us.
"How did you.. Never mind. Mr. Steinman, your wife called and said
you're supposed to meet her at the front gate.. well, ten minutes ago.
Something about your ticket being bumped up and... Your welcome!" Holly
cried after the running man.
"I thought you said he was deaf," I said.
"Yeah. To bad too. The dumb shit's running the wrong way. The front
gate is that way," she said pointing the other direction.
"So, uhm, can you spend a few minutes telling this kid a few things
about your air craft?"
She looked at me with her head cocked to the side, squinting her eyes
while she tried to figure me out. But then she looked up at the sky and
frowned.
"I have to take Beany back to her trailer before it gets any darker, and
that will take me at least thirty minutes. The park is closing in..."
she said looking at her watch, "about an hour and ten minutes.... Hmm..
When does your ride leave?"
"When ever I want. When I get to a phone, I'm going to call home for a
limo. It will take it about forty minutes to get.."
"A limo? What are you, some kind of rich kid?"
"Depends how you look at it. Look, the sun's almost set now. I'll meet
you at your trailer after I make my phone call, and then we can answer
each other questions," I said over my shoulder as I walked away.
She stood there a moment before turning to go back to her ship. After
she jumped the fence again, the thought suddenly occurred to her I
couldn't possibly know where the trailer was. She scanned the local
area with her eyes, then huffed and got in her craft and started it up.
Holly was rolling the copter into its trailer when I walked up behind
her and startled her with my hello.
"Shit. You sure are full of surprises, rich kid." she said.
"My names Tim, not rich kid."
"Sorry. Holly," she said, offering her hand.
I shook it, then looked at the grease her paw had left on my hand.
"I guess rich kids aren't used to getting their hands dirty," she said,
tossing a rag to me with a crooked grin.
"Shit. I had my fair share of engine grease on my hands. My buddy and
I built our own go carts, and had to rebuild the engines a couple of
times before we got it right."
"Oh really. Well, that makes all the difference, doesn't it," she said
sarcastically.
"Uhm, are you like mad about something? Besides your dad making you fly
around on a wild goose chase."
"Oh, don't get me started," she said, flaring her nostrils in a way that
I found suddenly sexy. She looked at me for a moment, then sighed and
said, "I'm sorry, ki.. er, what was your name again?"
"Tim. Tim Brandton."
"Okay, I'll remember it now. I guess my step dad just gets under my
skin sometimes. So, what do you want to know about Beany?"
I asked her how she got it, what it takes to fly it, standard stuff.
She had started flying Beany when her stepfather got tired of it and
offered it to her when she was twelve. Apparently he hadn't expected
her to actually stick with it, and if it hadn't been for her mother, he
would have sold it the next year.
"He uses Beany like a leash sometimes. Technically she's still his, so
if I want to keep flying her, I have to work at this damn park. At
least the season is almost over... So, what about you? You were just
trying to impress me with that limo line, weren't you," she said
grinning.
"Would you believe me if I said I wasn't? I didn't think so. Well,
suit yourself. I can stay as long as I want though. Uhm, are you done
with Beany?"
"Yeah, everything but locking the trailer up. Why?"
"Well, I was hoping we could go back and grab something to eat. Or at
least go indoors somewhere. It's getting kind of cool out, and I didn't
plan on being her this late otherwise I would have brought my jacket."
"Okay, but only if you tell me how you found Steinman when you couldn't
even know what he looked like."
"Hmm.. You want the truth? Or something you'll believe?" I said,
rubbing my arms.
"Try the truth first, then we'll go from there. Come on, you can tell
me on the way."
We climbed out of the trailer and I helped her close the doors and stood
watching her lock it. I wasn't all that cold yet, but I knew she hadn't
eaten dinner and I wanted to learn more about her and Beany. And while
she fought to work the lock shut, I found myself becoming a more
interested in Holly than Beany, especially her ass.
Holly was only a year and seven months older than I was, and by the time
we had finished racing to the park's entrance, I was seeing her more
friendlier side of her personality. Of course her mood went sour when
the guy at the front gate said her friend couldn't come in.
"What do you mean? He was in the park all day, and it's not closing
time yet."
"So? Unless he had his hand stamped before six.."
I slid my hand under the violet lamp and said, "See? My hand is
stamped."
"Oh. Okay, you can go in. But the park closes in thirty minutes.
You'll have to leave then, you know."
After we walked beyond his hearing distance, Holly said, "I can't
believe he fell for that. Didn't he even look at your hand?"
"Sure he looked."
"Nu-uh.. I looked, and there wasn't anything on your.." Holly stopped
as I held the back of my hand up for her to see it. "But.. it's only
supposed to glow when your hand is under the black light. Tim, you're
starting to spook me."
"Sorry," I said, waving my other hand over the glowing mark on my left
hand, making it disappear. "There's nothing to get spooked about. It's
just an illusion."
"What, like an magician? I don't think.."
"No, more like a hypnotist. The dork at the gate saw what he expected
to see when I told him that I had the mark on my hand. You did the same
thing. I doubt what you saw was the same as what he saw."
"Okay, I'll let that one go for now. So how did you find mister deaf
and directionless?"
"Oh, that was easy. I used my magic."
"Sure you did. Come on, you said you'd tell me."
"Uhm, is pizza okay?" I asked, hearing her stomach growl.
"Yeah, it's this way. Now stop stalling and spill it. Otherwise I'm
eating alone."
"Okay, but if I do tell you the truth, you have to promise not to freak,
okay?"
"Freak? Listen, kid, you're talking to a girl who flies a helicopter
with a blade span of twenty feet over an amusement park that has more
power lines and shit up there than a forest of telephone poles. I don't
freak."
"I used a mental sweep."
"A what?"
"Well that's what Joey and I call it. I'm telepathic, and that's how I
found your Mr. Gregory Albert Steinman."
"Yeah, right. Looks like I'll be eating alone then."
"I'm telling you the truth," I thought to her.
"If you are, then why don't you just read my mind or something," she
said, not catching the fact I had stopped at the entrance of the pizza
place and she had already walked ten paces in front of me.
"Okay.... Uhm, can't you think of something better than just how big
Zack's zit is on his nose?"
"That's too easy." she said, as Zack came over to her at the counter.
"What's too easy," Zack said.
"Nothing, I was just talking to Tim... Is there any pepperoni left
Zack?"
"Uhm, yeah, you want it?" he said, figuring Holly was just trying to
play a trick on him or something. As far as he could see, no one but he
and Holly were in the joint.
"Yes, please. What about you Tim.." she said turning to the empty spot
she thought I was occupying.
"I'll take the three slices left of the Canadian bacon, if you don't
mind," I thought to her from across the room.
Holly stared at me for nearly thirty seconds, trying to figure out if I
was for real. She concluded I had hypnotized her into thinking I hadn't
moved my lips when I spoke, so she just turned around and asked Zack for
the Canadian bacon also.
"Huh?" Zack said. "You never eat the CB. I thought you hated it."
"I do. It's for my friend over at the door."
"Uhm, what friend," he said, looking straight through me as I sat down
next to Holly.
"He can't see me," I thought to her.
"Zack. Snap out of it. I think he's hypnotized you or something. He's
sitting in the chair right in front of you."
"Hypnotized me? Who?" Zack said looking at Holly like she was trying to
get him.
"Oh never mind. Just.. never mind. Can I have a diet coke?"
"And a root beer," I said, making Zack jump as I popped into existence
to his mind.
"Shit! Where did you come from?" Zack asked.
"Here and there. Don't worry about it. Just hurry up and get our
drinks like a good boy," I said. He smiled and hurried over to the soda
machine, wanting to please us like a little kid who didn't know better.
"So, you're a very good hypnotist?"
"Well, I guess I am, but that's not what I'm doing. You want me to read
your mind? Okay. You're seventeen years old. You lost your virginity
last year to a guy who used to work this very counter, Justin Bram. You
liked his sense of humor, and really liked his.."
"Okay... I know I didn't tell you that, so that means you're a friend of
Justin's. What's he up too now? And why is he trying to pull another
practical joke on me?"
"I've never met him. Lets me try something else. The day you were up
in Beany over the large woods three miles southeast of the far end of
the park, you noticed a something moving below you. You followed the
movement until a herd of deer and a buck stopped in a clearing and
stared up at you. You swore they were trying to tell you something, and
they didn't move or anything, even when you went down closer... should I
go on?"
"Shit. I've never told anyone about that. If I hadn't been so close to
the ground when Beany's engine stalled, I would have crashed and
probably gotten killed. Those deer saved my life."
"Yeah, and you never saw them again, and the reason Beany stalled was
because she had a leak in the oil line. And here is something you
didn't already know. Your dad is planning to sell her when the park
closes for the season."
"What? He wouldn't dare. Are you trying to pull something?"
"Nope. I'll prove it to you. But you'll have to trust me. And no, I
don't think you're gullible. Zack, come over here.. and stop picking at
that thing. It's already bleeding."
"Uhm, what," Zack said, a little embarrassed by his popped zit.
"Holly here thinks I've hypnotized you and her into seeing and hearing
things. But she also knows that you can't make people do things that
they find morally objectionable. So, Holly. You think Zack is a scum
ball, don't you."
"Uhm..."
"It's okay, he won't remember anything you say."
"Okay then. Yes, he's shit," she said, watching Zack smile at her
afterwards.
"Then you wouldn't want to kiss him?"
"No.." she said sarcastically.
"You wouldn't want to stick your tongue in his mouth, run your hands
down his scrawny chest, and pull his little dick out of his pants?"
"NO! And you can't make me either."
"I couldn't if I was using hypnosis, but you're not hypnotized."
"You're starting to piss me off. And Zack, stop looking at.... Oh,
Zack.. OH!" she said suddenly grabbing him, pulling him on the counter
while frenching him madly. Zack's eyes were flickering around wildly
before he realised her hands were starting to slide down his chest
towards his growing lump in his pants. His eyes closed the moment her
fingers undid his jeans button, then he moaned into her mouth as her
steady fingers pulled his actually respectable sized dick out of his
undershorts.
"Holly..." I said, realizing she wasn't coming out of her lustful daze.
"HOLLY! You're kissing SHIT, remember?"
She gave a squawk as she almost fell down. She was breathing really
hard, and I found myself arroused almost as much as the jerking off
counter boy was.
"Shit! You fucken pricks! Shit!" Holly said to me and Zack.
"Zack, stop before you make a mess... And you better put that thing
away. Here comes the boss."
"Oh, shit," Zack said, rolling off the counter and hitting the floor
with a thud. He had just gotten back on his feet when Holly's stepfather
and another man walked in looking rather angry.
"Holly, I'm through with your attitude!" he shouted. "You deliberately
moved Beany's truck and trailer so the boys couldn't take it back to the
shop. Why?"
"What?" Holly said alarmed. "I didn't move her!"
"Oh and I suppose you weren't the one who left this message," he said
shoving the note into her face.
"Dad, I know about you wanting to sell Beany. I'm running away with
this wonderful guy I met today and we're taking her with me. - Holly..
But I didn't write this!" she cried.
"Oh, and I suppose you weren't spying on me when I accepted Heinz's
offer to sell Beany to him. You're a little sneak and a liar.."
"SO! You WERE going to sell Beany!" Holly said, flaring her sexy
nostrils again. "You... You..."
"Don't say it! All I want to hear from you is were Beany is! Otherwise
you can forget your money for College!"
"She doesn't know where it is," I said.
"What? Who the hell are you! Her latest worm to dangle?"
"I'm the guy who had Beany moved. You're not going to sell her."
"The fuck I'm not! You! Er, Zack. Call Security down here right now.
And for God's sake, zip up your fly!" he said with a pained expression.
"Zack, don't," Holly said. "I don't care if you take away the money my
REAL dad left for me..."
"Holly, it's in your name," I thought to her. "Only you can access it,
but only after you turn eighteen."
"Shit! You can't even touch MY money, can you! You're the sneak and
the liar. I bet you don't even own Beany. It was my real dad's, you
know."
I hadn't known that. I checked her stepfather's mind, and found that
Beany was legally his, even though it had been an oversight on her
mother's part.
"Oh, you are a weasel, aren't you Larry," I said. "Zack, why don't you
stop standing around and start cleaning up like you usually do. You can
ignore what ever we say or do."
"Look, you little piece of shit. My employees do not take orders from a
trespasser. Cody, take mister big mouth down to where ever he moved
Beany to, then turn him over to the police. He was caught trying to rob
the pizza house cash register."
"Tim, maybe you better run," Holly said starting to panic.
I just winked at her and stood still as Cody the gorilla came over and
grabbed me by the neck.
"AARRGGHH!!!" Cody screamed, pulling his hand back and looking at it.
"What!" Larry cried surprised.
"He's hot!"
"What? Stop fucking around. Grab him and go!"
"But... " he said, testing my shirt to see if I was still hot. "Okay,
he's.. ARRRRGGG!" he cried when he tried to grab my neck again.
"What the fuck!" Larry said. "Cody, what's wrong with you," he said as
he grabbed my arm and held it out to Cody.
"But... I tell you, he burnt my hand.. Twice!"
"Cody, are you doing drugs again? Now take his arm and get the fuck out
there before I fire your ass. Hey! What they fuck are you doing!"
Larry cried as Zack mopped the floor along with Larry's shoes.
"Say Holly.." I said, watching poor Zack suddenly lose his balance and
slide across the wet floor on his back. "If I made your turd of a
stepfather sign Beany over to you, would you let me take her up tomorrow
for a little while?"
"Oh hho hoo.. Tim, I'd even have your baby if you did that," she said.
When my eyebrows shot up, she added. "Only a figure of speech."
I smiled, knowing it hadn't completely been a figure of speech. But
first things first.
"Yo, slime ball," I called, looking straight at Larry.
"That's it. Okay, punk, I'll take care of you myself," Larry said,
taking off his jacket.
He walked up to me, grabbed my shoulder, and was about to shove me
forward when I said, "Excuse me. What's your name, little boy?"
He blinked, then let my arm go and stood blinking, looking around and at
everyone.
"What's your name?" I repeated.
"Dicky," he replied.
"What's you're last name?"
"Strodmyer. My name is Dicky Strodmyer."
"What do you want to do for Holly, Dicky."
"I want to.. uhm... Oh, give her that flying thingy."
"What else?"
"Oh, I want to play with her. I think she's so much fun! Can I play?
Can I?"
"Okay, Holly," I said as the man/child jumped up and down. "I'll meet
you at your house at... 10:00 am okay for you? Until then, have fun
with Dicky here. He'll go back to his normal lovable self after we
leave tomorrow morning."
"Oh hoo ho ho. Tim... Oh ho hoho. I think I love you."
"Yeah, yeah, whatever. Look, my limo is here, so I'm gonna go home.
You have fun with your new friend, and I'll see you in the morning," I
said, pushing the door open.
"Uhm, Tim?" she called after me a few moments later from the door.
"Yeah?" I said, hoping she was going to ask me to spend the night.
She hesitated as she looked at me, turning a little red before she said,
"Oh! Where's Beany?
"Right where you left her, silly."
"Oh, right. Thanks. Uhm, I guess I'll see you tomorrow.." Holly said a
little too slowly. But then she brightened and let the door shut behind
her saying, "Come here, Dicky. I want a horsy back ride."
"Wow. Maybe she does like me," I said, barely keeping myself from
peaking and learning for sure. I sighed and walked towards the front
entrance deep in thought, and almost ran into two women who were nervous
about something and were walking quickly in the direction I had just
came.
I didn't resist peaking in their heads, and didn't expect to find
anything as interesting as I did. The two college girls were looking
for a place safe to sleep without the staff finding them, then have
another day at the park without paying for it. But what interested me
the most was the fact they were lovers, and they were wet just
anticipating what they wanted to do once they found their hideout.
Naturally I followed them, feeling pretty horny from reading what they
were feeling for each other. I wasn't sure how I would fit into their
plans, but at the least I wanted to watch if not participate some how.
They snuck into a small concession shack they had noticed hadn't been
used all day. I sat down on a bench, planning to wait for their
activities to begin before entering, and was concentrating on what they
were doing when their plans were brought to a sudden end. I hadn't
noticed a security guard watching them enter the shack, and was as
surprised as they were when he and another guard caught them topless
inside.
"Well, well, well. Looky what we have here," the bigger of the two
guards said. "I don't remember these two paying their overnight fee."
"Fee?" Lisa said frightened, covering herself.
"Aren't you friends of Barbara?" the other guard asked.
"No.." Nicky said, putting her bra on. "And we're not paying any fee."
She had been startled by the men's intrusion, but she had recovered her
wits and wasn't about to let the men have their way with them.
"Don't say no until you hear what the fee is," the first one said,
leaving his hungry eyes pointed at her chest.
"What. A blow job?" Nicky said sarcastically as she tossed Lisa her
shirt then put her own on.
"Oh, nothing so easy as that," the second one said shutting the door.
"A blow job is just the membership fee. And since you have entered our
club house.."
"Excuse me," I said poking my head inside the door. "Is this where I
get my refund? Larry said to find someone in a blue shirt to get a
refund."
"This isn't no fucken customer service hut. Get the fuck.."
"Wait!" Nicky said, pulling Lisa with her past the two goons. "I know
where the refund hut is. HEY let her go!" She said when the first guard
had grabbed Lisa's arm.
"Get out of here, kid. This is a security matter."
"Oh wait a sec. I see Larry now. HEY Larry! Your guy here says you
won't give me a refund. Ma's not going to like.."
"SHIT!" the second guard said. "He's talking to the boss!"
"What?... So? Just means we take these two bitches out and say we
caught them sneaking in here. We're just doing our job."
"Doing your JOB?!" Nicky said before kicking the second jerk in the
balls when he tried to grab her. Despite the fact he was wearing a cup,
he doubled over, then fell on the ground when Nicky hit his neck with
both fists.
Lisa had flipped the first guard onto his back right after Nicky had
kicked the second. I clapped while they stood over their work to make
sure they were done, and almost had to defend myself when they both
turned around and prepared to do the same to me.
"Hey! I'm on your side. I saw them following you at a distance, and
thought they were acting kinda perverted. Looks like you didn't need my
help, though." I said watching the first one struggle to get up to his
feet.
"Put your FUCKING hands on your heads," he said, drawing his gun.
"Shit." Nicky said.
"Uhm, unless you're going to do some kind of cool kick, maybe you'd
like some help after all?" I asked.
"ALL of you, put your hands on your head. I'm not going to say it
again."
Nicky sighed and both she and Lisa raised their hands.
"You too, mister nosy," he said, pointing the gun at me.
"I have a better idea. Why don't you put the pea shooter away before my
friend here fires your ass for pointing a gun at dear close personal
friend of your boss."
"What friend?" the guard asked.
"This friend," Cody said opening the door wide and towering behind me
with his over six foot height of muscle. "Come on girls, the party is
over. I'll pretend you were never here if you leave the park right
now."
"Thanks," Nicky said. Even Nicky was a little intimidated by Cody. But
then who wouldn't be?
"Yeah, thanks," I said to Cody, giving him the ten second high I
promised him. I made sure he would never do drugs again before I closed
my connection to his mind, then left him to terrorize the security guard
into closing his club down for good.
The two security guards had made a deal with a few teenage girls in the
past to let them stay in the park overnight for a blowjob like Nicky had
guessed. They hadn't really been planning to force them into anything,
but Nicky's sarcasm had prompted them to give the two college girls a
good scare. I really don't think they would have done anything, but the
two girls didn't know that.
Speaking of which, I had to run and catch up with the two quickly
departing lesbians, who were hoping just to get out without anyone
arresting them.
"Hey, wait up!" I cried.
Nicky turned her head and replied, "Sorry! Thanks for your help, but
we're not interested!"
"Not interested in what?" I said as I reached them.
"Look, kid," Lisa said. "We appreciate what you did, but we're not
going to kiss your ass in gratitude."
"Who said anything about kissing ass? All I wanted to do was offer you
a ride in my limo. Maybe even watch you two make out if you're
still..."
Both women stopped dead in their tracks and were looking at me with
angry eyes.
"What were you doing? Following us? Spying on us? Listening to what
we were saying?" Nicky demanded.
"Something like that. How come you two don't have sex while you're in
your dorm room?"
The anger they had displayed was replaced by shock, but then quickly
went back to anger.
"Listen, kid. If you know what is good for you, I better never see.."
"Name's Tim, and you didn't answer my question. Considering you would
have been put in the pokey if I hadn't come along, can't you just answer
a few questions? It's not like I could force you into something if you
didn't want to do, you know," I lied.
Nicky looked at Lisa, who shrugged and said, "All right. I guess we do
owe you something."
"But don't get any ideas," Nicky warned. "Compared to those two
bastards back there, I could take you out with one hand tied behind my
back."
"Cool," I said and started to walk with them towards the entrance again.
"So?" I prompted.
"You've never been in a dorm before, I suppose, so I guess you don't
know how thin the walls are. You can almost hear your neighbors
breathing, it's so bad. Everyone on the floor would know it if we tried
something, especially with Lisa."
"Those people called the front desk that time because YOU couldn't shut
up. I was just getting into it when the hotel manager knocked on our
door. I can't believe we paid for a hotel room we... Is that your
limo?"
"Yep. I can drop you off where ever you want. I don't think the buses
run this late. That is how you were planning to get back, isn't it?"
"What did you do, follow us off the freaken bus?" Lisa said, suddenly
very hostile.
"Nope. Just observant. I mean," I said, waving my hand across the empty
parking lot, "unless you were planning to walk home or get a cab, you
must have been planning to take the bus. But you weren't planning on
getting caught, were you."
"Sorry," Lisa said. "Those two jerks just... you know."
"Will you really take us all the way back to campus? It's a good three
hour drive from here," Nicky admitted.
"I didn't know that. No wonder you wanted to spend another day here.
But yeah, that's fine. If anything else, I can sleep on bed during the
trip home... Ah, shit."
"What?" Lisa said, hoping I wasn't going to take back my offer.
"I didn't realize which limo this was until I saw who the driver was.
Oh well. I don't suppose you will mind for a little more female
company, will you," I said getting in after the driver opened the door.
"Nicky, Lisa, meet Vicki and Carol," I said, not hiding my smile as the
two college girls stared at the two nude women.
"Hhhi," Nicky said, always the one to get her wits back first.
"Hello," they replied.
"Uhm, Lisa, you're going to have to get your other foot in the door.
The driver would like to shut it?"
"Sorry," Lisa said as she sat down right next to Nicky.
"Are you thirsty? We have soda, ginger ale, and other stuff. Or maybe
you would care for some of this?" I said, getting the bottle of the
light purple colored drink out.
"I don't think we want anything alcoholic," Nicky replied, looking very
unsure about the situation.
"Hey, where are we going?" Lisa said, realizing the car was getting on
the highway already. "We haven't even told you where our dorm is."
"You go to Southeast State, right? Well, that's were we're going.
Relax. If I'm trying to trick you into something, you can always beat
me up, you know."
They looked at each other, then Lisa said, "Maybe I will have a glass
of... What is it? It doesn't look like anything I've seen in a bar
before."
"That's because it's a family recipe, and it doesn't have any alcohol in
it. But it's really good. And just so you don't think I'm trying to
drug you.." I said, pouring a third glass and handing them theirs.
"I'll drink it too."
They both smelled the bubble-gummy aroma, then took a small sip each. I
really didn't want to drink mine because it would cloud my mind with
ideas I shouldn't have. But I downed it anyway, figuring Carol or Vicki
would satisfy me easy enough if I required it.
They started to relax as we made small talk, and after a few minutes, I
knew the drink was starting to have its effect on them. Of course I was
starting to feel it myself, but some people take longer than others.
Finally after watching them squirm for five minutes, Nicky said, "So are
you supposed to fuck them, or just look at them?"
"Why? You looking to do the fucking?" I teased.
"I think if I don't start something soon, I'm going to go nuts," Lisa
admitted, giving Nicky a desperate look.
"Hey, you two were looking for someplace private to fool around. Well,
if you don't mind me watching and maybe even fooling around with Vicki
or Carol, you can moan as loud as you want. The driver is used to it.
I promise I won't touch you."
Despite their distrust of my intentions, they couldn't hold back any
longer. And once they started kissing, they forgot all about me. Of
course I helped them in that respect.
Nicky's hands were inside Lisa's pants before I realized they were
trying to strip without stopping their kissing. I watched them undo the
fasteners on their tops, noting that they had probably worn them just so
they wouldn't have to pull them over their heads. I awaited the breast
unavailing with some anticipation. Lisa's tits had unusually large
nipples for such a small breasted woman. I wanted to get a closer look,
then perhaps use a little mental deception to sample the unusual
cuisine.
To my disappointment, they moved on to their jeans first. Their wiggles
and worming while frantically exchanging saliva was quite entertaining,
and I found myself almost unable to resist interfering.
"Shit," I said to myself. "Vicki, Carol, looks like I'm gonna need your
services."
They immediately began stripping the clothes off me, and in moments I
was having my dick and nipples expertly sucked and tenderized.
I returned my attention towards the two now nude guests. Lisa was
slowly pushing Nicky onto her back, still kissing as they had been. They
slid themselves down the seat until Lisa was laying on top of Nicky,
completely stretched out. Lisa sent her hand between their crotches and
start fingering them both while Nicky ran her own hands to Lisa's ass.
My moan was almost as loud as Lisa's when Nicky inserted her finger in
Lisa's ass.
Watching Nicky fuck Lisa with her finger made me blow my load into
Vicki's waiting mouth, then I almost did it again when Lisa allowed
herself to be guided my Nicky's intruding finger to move her crotch up
to Nicky's face. Nicky didn't allow Lisa to turn around when Lisa tried
to assume a sixty nine position. Instead, Lisa found herself facing the
window with a finger up her ass and a tongue up her slit, moaning and
groaning as Nicky fucked her ass and cunt.
The scene got me so hot that I pulled Vicki up beside me and had her lay
on her back. When I mounted her, Vicki started to cry. But when I
asked her if I had done something wrong, she simply begged me to
continue. I found out later Vicki hadn't been fucked for nearly two
months.
I started pumping my teen cock into the well fucked pussy, finding her
muscle contractions inside to be very pleasurable. I was constantly
having trouble keeping it in, however, but Vicki remedied that by moving
her legs up into the air, making my dick fall out again and slap against
her winking asshole.
Her ass was much better, but no where near the tightness I had come to
expect from anal sex. Never the less, I started to fuck her backdoor,
getting some very nice moans from Vicki's open mouth. Poor Carol just
sat by and watched, not even playing with her very aroused knob. She
would never give herself the pleasure she desired, my father having made
her unable to think of such a thing. The only thing she could do was
sit and look as sexy and desirable as possible.
And to give her credit, Carol did that well. Her legs spread, her
vaginal lips puffy and glistening with her juices, only upstaged by her
pussy gaping open and her clitoris poking out at an amazing height.
When my eyes had taken all this in, Vicki found herself coming from the
surge in my lust. She was still humping air when I nearly leapt onto
the awaiting Carol, and it wasn't until her orgasm ended that Vicki
realized she had been out slutted by Carol once again.
My eyes were shut while I fucked Carol shit hole, but snapped opened
when I heard Lisa's scream. A tidal wave of lust flowed from my eyes
and crashed into every corner of my body from the sight of both of
Nicky's arms ending at Lisa's crotch and ass.
Lisa jerked again with a scream of pain and pleasure as her lover sank
her hands into Lisa's insides even deeper. Nicky's eyes were as fogged
over with lust as Lisa's, and within seconds so were mine.
I made Carol turn so I could fuck and watch, not that I really needed to
do so since I came less than a minute later. As Nicky began to pull her
hand of her tired puppet's ass, my dick started to complain from my
continued humping.
The sight of Nicky's shit covered hand made me agree with my softening
tool, making Carol cum hard before pulling my own shit covered digit
out.
I quickly retrieved the baby wipes and the big white cloth towels from
the storage area under the little fridge. After I had myself in fair
shape, I canceled the commands to Nicky's mind than allowed her to
ignore my very existence.
Nicky's eyes caught my movement as I carried the wipes and towels over
to her. She was holding her hand away from her and Lisa, and quite
frankly it was stinking up the place. As I started pulling the wipes
out by the handful, she suddenly caught the sight of my soft exposed
dick.
When I offered her the wad of wipes, she quickly glanced back up to my
face before blushing slightly and averting her eyes to Lisa's face. Lisa
was just laying on top of her asleep, using Nicky's breasts as a pillow,
noisily sucking air in through her open mouth. Nicky's other arm was
trapped between them, and was probably starting to feel a little numb.
But even as I cleaned her shitty hand up, Nicky didn't move a muscle in
fear of waking her lover up.
While my curiosity screamed for me to peak into their heads, I decided I
would just talk instead. So when I finished cleaning her up, I sealed
the stuff up in a small plastic bag, then operated the cabin's air
controls to get rid of the strong smell. Both Carol and Vicki fought
their drowsiness, just in case I wanted anything else. I told them to
go ahead and sleep, and I would join them after my guests were home.
I sat on the edge of the bed watching Nicky watch the two slaves curl up
against each other and finally fall asleep. I caught her looking at my
nude body before I finally spoke.
"You've never seen a guy naked before, have you?" I asked.
Her answer was in her blush, and then confirmed it with nod.
"How come? I mean, you're obviously interested."
"Not really. I just never seen one that wasn't made to look... big or
supposingly sexy. But yours is... so small and.... I'm sorry. I just
meant it was.. soft?"
"Oh.. You should have seen it twenty minutes ago. It was so hard I
could have dented steal with it. Especially when I saw your hands in...
her. Man, that was the horniest thing I have ever seen. And believe
me, I've seen some perverted shit."
Nicky was having another blush fit when accidentally moved her buried
arm and flinched from the discomfort.
"Let me help you," I said, reaching to lift Lisa's chest up.
Nicky immediately slapped my hands before I could touch Lisa and said,
"Keep your fucken hands to yourself."
"I was only trying to help," I muttered, feeling a little cross.
Nicky closed her eyes from the strong unpleasant tingling her arm was
sending her, struggling to pull it out without waking Lisa. This time
when I reached out to help, Nicky didn't realize it until she had pulled
her arm free.
After I let go of Lisa's sides, I took Nicky's arm and gently began
rubbing circulation back into it. I manipulated her nerves so she found
my caressing quite soothing while removing the discomfort she was
feeling.
"Wow.." she finally breathed. "That really is making it feel better."
"You're welcome," I said, smiling. "So, do you two do this often?"
"What? Sleep in the nude on top of each other? Or the other bit."
"Well, both. If you don't mind."
"You keep rubbing my arm like that, I'll tell you anything you want to
know. You should get a job at a massage parlor."
"Heh. Problem is, I'd probably spend too much time having sex with my
customers to do much massaging." Then I added, "But I'm not planning to
have sex with you."
"Better not be... Ohhh.." she said as I started using my magic touch on
her arm for just a moment. "Whatever you just did, don't stop.."
"I didn't do anything that I haven't been doing," I lied. "Come on. So
how many times have you done that."
She though about it a few moments, then she said, "Okay.... I've fisted
Lisa's, er, pussy twice before, and she did it to me once. But this was
the first time we ever did anything like that, especially to her butt.
If I had know how much of a mess it would be, I wouldn't have done it.
But we had teased each other, and I just got so horny thinking about it,
I just went and did it."
"How long have you two been lovers?"
"Since high school... I can't believe how good you're making my arm
feel. Where the hell did you learn how to do this?"
"I can't tell you. If I did, I'd have to fuck you," I said with a
wicked grin. But then I said seriously, "Would you like to feel
something else even better? It's not sexual."
"Not unless you tell me first," she said, giving me a grin herself.
"If you knew what's supposed happen, it probably wouldn't work. Just
trust me. I haven't tried anything so far, have I?"
"No, I guess not. Go ahead."
I took her other hand and gently placed both palms beside Lisa's knot at
the top her neck.
"Okay, close your eyes and relax. When you feel it coming, don't tense
up or try and force it. Just let it come to you."
She nearly jumped as my hands rubbing her arms started to make her palms
feel tingly. Nicky was a very self assured woman with a quick mind and a
strong will. I felt she probably could handle anything without
panicking, and my suspicions were justified in this case.
"I... feel it.." she whispered.
"What do you feel?" I asked, stopping my rubbing since she believed it
had done what it had supposed to do.
"I can feel Lisa... dreaming? It's almost.. like.. I'm.. inside her
dream.." Nicky barely whispered before she went completely limp.
"Sweet dreams, ladies," I said yawning. I watched their merged minds
dream about a house they wanted to buy so they could live together and
never worry about being too loud again. I was tempted to make the dream
come true for them, but as I moved in between the two on the bed, I
realized that they hadn't given me a single reason to do something like
that for them. So I dropped the idea and went to sleep as their minds
started to fuck each other.
We all woke up when the driver notified us we were approaching the
campus.
"Tim?" Nicky said as they hurried to get dressed.
"Yeah?" I said looking up from Lisa's panty covered ass.
"Why did you help us? Or more importantly, why didn't you try something
when we were asleep?" she said, reaching down for her jeans.
"Because you weren't interested in doing anything with me. I guess I
was curious to see what gay women were like. I've seen girls have sex
with each other, but they were bi. I knew they wanted me to fool around
with them too."
"Okay, you answered my first question, but not my second. Why didn't
you do something when we were helpless?"
I frowned at that, then reason became clear to me.
"Because you weren't any more helpless than you were before, or even
now. If I had wanted to do something, I could have done it at any
time."
"What do you mean?" Lisa said, finished getting dressed before Nicky.
"We'd kick your ass if you tried anything funny."
Nicky looked at me for a moment then said, "I'm not so sure about that
Lisa. There's something weird about him."
"Weird? Gee, thanks," I said as the limo stopped. "Well, here's your
stop. Thank you for an interesting show." I said a little tired of
their lack of gratitude.
"Thanks for the lift," Lisa said, getting out.
"Yeah, thanks," Nicky said, stepping out behind her.
But then Nicky got back in and crawled onto the bed, right up to my
surprised face. Vicki and Carol sleepy watched as Nicky silently gave
me a very deep kiss. I nearly bit her when her hand started feeling my
crotch. But she was more surprised by her own arousal triggered by my
dick getting hard in her hand.
I said, "Thanks," as she crawled back off the bed.
She turned head and smiled saying, "Thank you! For being a nice guy I
mean. Look us up next time you're in town. I'd like to try sharing a
dream or two with you."
And with that she shut door, leaving me sitting there with my mouth
hanging open.
"I might just do that, Nicole Faye Smith. I just might," I said before
laying down.
I will always remember my dream I had that night. Flying Beany.... with
someone's fist up my ass. That was one dream I hoped would never come
true.
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Tim, the Teenage MC
By: Rass Senip
Chapter IX: 10th Grade, Fall 1986
Part 7 - Holly's Favorite Dicky
(mc, mf)
The next morning, I walked up on the porch and almost touched my finger
to the button when the door was opened by Dicky wearing a woman's one
piece swimming suit.
"Oh, Dicky is glad to see you. Could you help me?" he said, turning
around.
"I see you've been having a lot of fun," I said, pulling the zipper up.
"How's the wife?"
"Mrs. wants Dicky to stay. Mrs. doesn't want mean old Larry back."
"And how does Larry feel about that?" I asked with a frown.
"Larry very angry. Larry wants to hurt Mrs. Dicky doesn't want Mrs. to
get hurt. Is Dicky going to have to leave Mrs?"
"You are Larry, Dicky. Why does Larry get so mad?"
"Larry doesn't want to fail. Daddy always whipped Larry when he failed.
Made Larry so mad when he tried and tried and tried, but couldn't make
Daddy happy. That's why Larry hit Daddy and ran away."
I noticed Holly and a woman obviously her mother standing off to the
side listening.
"Dicky, is Daddy still alive?"
"Oh no. Daddy died... ten years ago. Larry sad.. Daddy never saw his
park. I wanted to show him.."
"Larry, tell me why you built an amusement park? Why didn't you spend
your wife's fortune on something else?"
"Because.. I.. Larry wanted to have fun. We never had fun after Mommy
died."
"Larry, do you still want to have fun? Do you remember what fun is?"
"Larry has no time for fun. He has to work hard and prove to Daddy..."
"Okay, Dicky. Why don't the five of us go sit down and figure out what
is best for everyone, then maybe Dicky and Larry will both be happy for
once."
The four of us sat down in their large living room, Dicky fidgeting with
his bathing suit's empty cups.
"Uhm, is it okay if I call you Rose? It would be easier to call you
that than Mrs. Strodmyer when talking to Larry."
"That's fine. Holly told me you hypnotized him?"
"No.. Holly, I thought you understood. I haven't hypnotized one single
person that you've seen. But don't worry about that. I want to know
what you want. I can't leave Larry as Dicky. I take it Dicky told you
everything?"
"Yes. Most of it I pretty much already suspected. But I'll give him
credit for one thing. He did turn his amusement park into a profitable
business."
"Do you still love him?"
"I.. I'm not sure I can answer that. I used to, but he's not the person
I thought he was."
"Dicky, is Larry listening to everything?"
"Yes. Larry hears."
"Tell us, does Larry love Rose?"
"Yes. Dicky loves Rose too. Does Mrs. love Dicky?"
"I'm not sure who Dicky is.." she replied, looking at me.
"Dicky is Larry's... er... You know how they say everyone had a child
inside of them? Well, meet Larry's."
"Then, yes. I love Dicky."
"Larry wants to tell Rose he's sorry for.. things."
"Larry, do you love Rose enough to sign the park over to her?"
We waited for an answer, watching Dicky use his fingers to make the cups
move around.
"Dicky, did Larry hear?"
"Larry hear. Larry in pain. He can't give up park before he shows
Daddy, but he doesn't want to lose Rose."
"How can Larry show Daddy, when Daddy is dead?"
"Larry doesn't know. Maybe in heaven. Will Dicky go to heaven?"
"All good boys go to heaven. Larry might not, but Dicky will," I said,
knowing it didn't really work that way.
"Can Dicky go to heaven now? He could take message to Daddy so he knows
Larry did it. Dicky wants Daddy to be proud of him."
"Dicky, sleep," I said and then helped him lay backwards on the floor.
"I don't know what to tell him. I mean, I'm not sure what that will do
to him if he thinks the child inside him died and went to heaven."
"Can't you just leave him like he is? I like Dicky," Holly said
honestly.
"No, I can't. Dicky and Larry are the same person. They're just
different parts of him. Like when you are deciding whether you should
risk flying through a group of trees. Part of you doesn't want to risk
it, part of you loves the risk. Dicky wouldn't be able to cope if left
by himself like this. The rest of Larry's mind has to be given control
again. Dicky is just a small fraction of what he needs to stay alive.
Right now, he's extremely handicapped.
"Rose, what do you want to do? I can turn him into what ever you want
as long as most of what Larry is doesn't change."
"Can you just let his father see his park and tell him he did a good
job? Then maybe he can relax and enjoy it."
"Hmm. Okay. But I'll need someone to pretend he's his dad. Did you
ever meet him?"
"Yes, at our wedding."
I could tell she didn't care to expand on that.
"Okay, tell you what. Rose, for two hours today, you are going to be
his father. I'll copy everything Larry expects his father to say and
how he would react into your head, then while I'm buzzing around in
Beany, Holly can go with you and make sure nobody interferes. And don't
worry, Rose. You'll still have control of your actions. You will know
exactly how Larry expects his father to act, that's all. Whether you
act the part out is up to you."
An hour and a half later, Holly and I was standing next to Beany after
unfurling her blades and checking everything for problems.
"If Beany starts to cough, just.."
"Turn the throttle down a bit, then bring it back up. I know everything
you know about flying Beany, Holly. How many times do I have to tell
you?"
"I'm sorry. I'm just a little nervous about someone else flying her.
She's mine now, and I don't want to lose her."
"Oh, thanks. Well, I think I'm ready." I said, slipping the helmet on
and starting the engine.
"Hey!" she said, tapping the helmet. I looked up at her and almost
didn't have time to respond to her kiss.
"Good luck!" she said as the engine roared up to take off speed.
"Good luck to both of us," I thought to her.
Beany lifted off the ground and soon I was flying above the tree tops.
I loved every moment of being in the air, totally free, buzzing and
hovering like a bee. I did short hops, then long ones, and eventually
just flew where ever my heart desired.
I had to refuel a few times, but I had bought the gas I was using, so it
wasn't like I was taking advantage of them. When my two hours were up
and I landed for the last time, I knew I would be doing it again
someday. Maybe not in Beany, but in some kind of open air helicopter.
It was my new dream.
I did the regular maintenance on Beany as I waited for Holly to return.
She drove up about forty minutes after my landing and smiled to let me
know everything had worked out fine.
"My mom and dad were on the Screaming Greek when I left them. They are
acting like a pair of kids. Did you do something to them?"
"Yeah. I made them want to have fun together. That is if you don't
mind your mom having fun with her husband."
"Larry is like a totally different person. But he's not, either. It's
pretty.."
"Romantic? Maybe. Right now, romance is about a million miles away
from their minds. She pulled him into one of the storage sheds and
they're making out like a couple of teenagers.."
We talked for over an hour, starting with her parents, but quickly moved
to the topic we both had in common, flying in Beany.
Sitting on the edge of the trailer, we shared our excitement and
experiences, and later I even took her flying, Timmy style. Holly was
more of a dare devil than Penny or Suzi had been, and I had to keep
switching birds a lot quicker in fear she was wearing them out. On the
seventeenth bird, I announced I was getting tired and returned her
senses to her own body.
We spent another fifteen minutes repeating a lot of our favorite bits of
the past two days before we fell silent and just listened to the sounds
of the park in the distance.
I slipped my hand over hers, and she nearly tore my arm off pulling me
to her for a kiss. Our kiss got very hot very fast, and the next thing
I knew, I was sitting in her lap with my hands going down the back of
her jeans. We broke our lips apart and took a breather, staring into
each other's faces, watching each other become more aroused by the way
we looked at each other.
Beany's trailer was way out in the deserted parking lot, and to both of
us it was the perfect place to make love. We both knew it would be a
one night stand, but something about our shared love for flying in Beany
made us lust for each other's body in a way we had never felt before.
Holly slipped her hands up into my shirt and worked it over my head
without turning it inside out. But before she could put her mouth on my
male nipples as she had planned, I got up and went further inside the
trailer to where we wouldn't be dangling our legs over the edge.
I had just sat down when Holly leapt on me, pushing me on my back while
she slobbered her mouth's juices all over my chest, working her way down
to my belly button.
Her mouth's efforts drove my lust to take a more active role, so I
turned on my magic fingers, reached down to her shoulders and started to
massage the tingly feeling into her skin. Holly slowly began
unconsciously working her way back up, craving my finger's touch to
cover greater areas of her surface. Once her mouth was again at a
nipple, I had no trouble getting her top and bra off, and then began
freely wandering my hands over her naked skin.
Holly's will was very strong. She fought against my soothing touch,
keeping herself focused enough to continue her oral administrations to
my chest. But I was tiring of being the recipient. Besides, better to
give than to receive, I always say.
Instead of just taking over, I pulled her up to me, and we sucked on
each others mouths and faces on a equal basis. But our desire to push
the other into a unresisting state only allowed that continue for a few
minutes.
After I countered two attempts to lower her mouth again, I made my own
move by making her breasts start to tingle for the craving of my mouth.
She held her own until I gave my sucking mouth it's own little magic
touch, then she raised her head upwards in a gasp. I quickly devoured
her neck with my thirsty mouth, sucking and licking my way down while
her body slowly inched up mine.
Holly continued to try and take some control back, and as my mouth
neared her right nipple, she began to actively rub my crotch with her
right leg. But all that did was intensify my own lust to break her will
and make her lay still moaning and screaming in ecstasy.
My hands went down to her wonderful ass, then I turned up the power in
my fingers and mouth. Holly's arms and hands suddenly clasped
themselves around my head, locking my mouth against her breast as she
started to cum from the overdose of my magic touch. I was gasping for
air by the time she let go, and we both had to stop to catch our breath.
"Oh my God, I've never cum like that before," she said, rolling her
crotch against my stomach. "I hope you have protection," she said,
moving her self down so her crotch was rubbing mine.
"Shit!" I said, realizing I had given the rubber I kept in my wallet to
Brad when I was over at his house fucking his sister's ass. I had meant
to get another one, but I had forgotten it. "Do you really need it? I
know I'm clean.."
"Shit! I can't believe it! I'll get pregnant for sure if you do it
inside me. I was going to make you pull out even with the condom on.
You prick! You got me all worked up for nothing?" she said, flaring her
sexy nostrals again.
I wanted her so bad, especially her ass. I suppose I inherited my love
for anal sex from my parents, both the fucking and the being fucked
parts. So I had no intention of letting her go without experiencing the
joy of her virgin rose. But I wasn't going to force her, just persuade
her.
"No, not for nothing. You see, Timmy has two cocks. One you can see,
and one.." I paused as she shuttered, "you can't see."
"Shit that feels so REAL! Oh GOD Tim.. OH GOD! But.. <grunt> stop a
second.." she said, pinching the skin on my left side to emphasize she
meant it.
"What's the matter?" I said truly surprised.
"You do understand that I'll get pregnant if you really do it to me.
You're not trying to toy with me, are you? Or trying to get me so horny
that I do it anyway?"
"Okay, I'll admit I meant to toy with you a little. And yes I was going
to fuck you for real. But I can put a lock on myself so I can't cum.
There is no way I would cum inside your pussy, accidentally or
purposely. Please don't be mad. I know you want it as bad as I do.
And I am telling you the truth. Do you want me to prove it?"
"How?" she said sarcastically. "And before you ask, I don't do blow
jobs."
"Heh, I didn't think about using me as the guinea pig. If I can make
you cum just by touching your nose, would you believe that I can prevent
an orgasm from occurring just as easily?"
"I suppose... But Tim, I'm not sure if I want to take the....OOOOHH!"
she said when I touched her nose with my right pinkie. "Fuck the risks.
I love taking them anyway."
"Then you won't mind if you take another one, will you," I said, sending
her waves of pleasure through my finger tips as they ran across her
crack.
"You want to... I don't think.... Tim, you're trying to coerce me..
Please stop?"
"Are you sure?" I said, momentarily simulating the sensations of having
both her holes fucked. The simulation only lasted for a second, but it
was more than I needed to break through her resistance.
"Oh my God!" she said turning her head away from me.
"I'll make it as pleasurable as I can," I begged. "I really won't force
you into an..."
"FORCE ME?!" she said, turning her head back to face me, her eyes filled
with lust with a little anger. "You've made me cum twice, bringing my
life's total to three God Damn orgasms, both of yours were better than
my first one. Then I feel two invisible pricks inside me, almost making
have my fourth, and you think you're not FORCING ME by doing that?"
"God you're sexy when you're angry," I moaned, "I love the way your
nostrils flare out when you're mad. And your ass is almost as sexy as
my moms, and I know you've thought about it before."
"Shit. Why do you go through the trouble of asking?" she said,
disappointing me by not flaring her nostrils again.
"Then I would be forcing you to do it, and I don't want to do that. Are
you going shut up and fuck? Or do we have to keep argumfff," I said,
getting my answer.
She released her lips hold on mine and said, "I'll decide if and when
you do my butt, not the other way around. You got that?"
I replied by licking her face while another twenty-seven tongues licked
other parts of her body, including her ass hole and an extra long one at
her cunt. After her entire body had been covered, I stopped, having
stroked her fire enough and said, "Got it."
Her arms gave out and she fell on top of me, unable to stop her shaking
from the most overwhelming experience she had up to that time. I quite
frankly was surprised by that. I had to hold her and stroke her back
for a minute while she recovered her strength.
When she did, however, she immediately started using her tongue on my
cheek, pressing her crotch into mine, and then got up on her elbows and
started to hump.
I swear I could feel her wetness through our jeans while I teased her
nipples with my fingers and palms. I had intended to let her drive this
part of the course, letting her control the events until she orgasmed
again with my dick in her puss. But she was working herself up to
cumming again, finding it easier to orgasm after having experiencing it
a few more times. I had to cut power to my magic fingers when I
realized it was as much of a cause as her humping was, and finally
decided I would have to make the next move.
Holly wiggled her butt when I started rubbing it with my hands. As I
started working them around her waist, she gave an extra long hump
against me, pushing the front of her jeans up so I could reach the
button. She did it a few more times before I could undo it, then I
helped her wiggle the tight fitting levis down her bare ass and crotch.
I was astonished to realized she hadn't worn any underwear, and smiled
as she laid on top of me and wormed her hands down underneath her. She
gasped in surprise when she found I hadn't worn any either, then gave me
a powerful kiss as we kicked our jeans off our legs.
Holly didn't waste any time once the jeans hit the wall. She slid
herself up my body, then slid it back down, slipping my cock's head in
between her vaginal lips. Then she lifted her crotch up, holding my very
stiff member by it's head until it reached it's proper penetration
angle. She shuttered twice as she slowly lowered herself onto me.
I couldn't believe her tightness. She had fucked Justin three times,
and the first two had been too painful for her to enjoy, but managed a
weak orgasm the third time around. I can't imagine how it would have
felt if Justin hadn't already stretched her that much. I just hoped her
ass wasn't as tight, otherwise she would never enjoy it from all the
pain.
When our crotches met, she gave another shutter, then smiled weakly at
me.
"It feels better once we get into it. It just hurts a little at first,"
she explained. I almost mentioned it would be the same when and if I
did her ass, but she pulled up and I couldn't help but moan instead. It
was a good thing I had already put the block on my orgasm. I would have
blown for sure on the third pump.
For the first few minutes, I was completely helpless. Well, I wasn't
really, but it really was turning her on again to think I couldn't even
move from the pleasure I was feeling. But after she had started to feel
her own pleasure, I started using my magic fingers (set to low power
this time) on her back and humping ass.
After feeling her speed pick up, I realized she might wear out and not
let me fuck her like I wanted to so much. So I switched back to my
original plan. Get her to a high point of arousal, hold her there until
she does wear out, then let her cum, but not too hard so she will still
want more.
So I inserted a block to keep her arousal below a certain point, then
increased the gain on my magic fingers and mouth.
My hands found their way to her breasts, giving them long caresses and
small little pinches on the nipples. Once I got tired of that, I got
her to lay back down on top of me, and I used my mouth on her face and
neck. Despite the wonderful sensations my mouth and wandering hands
were giving, she didn't stay like that for long, for her humping had
minimal affect in that position.
So she got back up on her arms and spread her legs around my own and
started to power thrust. Holly was desperate to break through the
barrier I had put up. She of course didn't know I was doing it, but I
felt she would suspect later on.
When I felt her sweat dripping off her nose hit my cheek, I had a surge
of desire run through my body. I was tired of being as passive as I had
been, and decided on a better and quicker plan.
I stretched my neck up and managed to lick her sweaty cheek, sending a
powerful surge of lust down her body straight to her crotch. She had a
tiny orgasm with that, and it only fed her need to have a bigger and
stronger one. Holly went full out, throwing every reserve she had, and
man, she had a lot.
She had immediately fell on top of me again, and the two of us were
licking and sucking our faces and mouths like we were licking the worlds
most delicious lollipop. Her humping speed hadn't decreased, and her
slightly altered angle had suddenly worked my dick's head against her g-
spot, with a little help of course. With my hands roaming around her
body with the touch on high, I started to bring her to a height of
arousal she couldn't withstand for very long.
Her modest moans became screams, losing their intensity as her energy
started to give out, then suddenly stopped all together as I finally
unleashed her orgasm.
Holly stiffened and shivered all over, holding her breath and rolling
her eyes up into her head. I didn't try to contain any of it because I
suddenly felt guilty over my toying with her. When she let her breath
out with a moan of pure relief, she went completely limp on top of me,
and then she started to cry a little.
"I'm sorry Holly. I didn't mean to hurt you.." I soothed. "If you
want, we can just stop here, and I'll just wait until I get hom..."
"No!" she said, looking into my eyes. "I'm sorry for crying. It was
just so... BIG! I didn't want it to end.. I'll let you fuck my ass if
you promise it will be that good."
"Well, if it isn't, I'll keep doing it until it is," I joked.
"Okay, that's a deal," she said laying her head back down and resting.
"Tim?"
"Hmmm?" I said, trying to contain my lust while she was resting.
"You're doing something to me to make it feel that good, aren't you."
"No. Well, not like you mean, any way. You're worried about having sex
with another guy and never orgasming like that again. Tell you what.
Stop thinking about giving yourself to me, and I'll make it so that what
ever guy you fall in love with and marry can give you orgasms as good as
that. Deal?"
"Do I have to marry him first?" she said.
"Yep, and marry him for love, not just so you can get your orgasmic
high. I don't want to turn you into a fuck slut."
"Oh, thanks, I think. Shit. You're still as hard as when we started.
Isn't that, like, uncomfortable?"
"Only in the sense than I'm fighting the urge to flip you over and fuck
your ass every second. But I can wait a bit longer before I start to
loosen you up. I'm sorry about wearing you out like that."
"I'm not. Look, don't worry about me. Start what ever you have to do.
This is going to hurt, isn't. I can tell the way you're avoiding it."
"Yeah, it will hurt. But it's worth it. And I don't say that without
experiencing it myself."
"What do you mean? You let some guy fuck you?"
"Not some guy, but my best friend, Joey. We're close and... Shit,
you're getting wet again. Well, you're as rested as you're going to
get."
"Ohhh..." she moaned as I started stimulating her ass with my finger
power.
Holly suddenly rolled us over, placing me on top of her.
"Fuck me. Get me so horny that I don't even feel the pain. That's what
Justin did the day he took my cherry. Fuck me like the slut you were
talking about."
She was rolling her crotch around, getting turned on by her own words
which were having the same effect on me.
I looked at her and licked my lips like I was a hungry wolf coming for
the lamb, then made my mouth water like I was about eat oranges. She
shivered as my drool started to drip onto her chin, then used her tongue
to gather and catch the drips as I slowly began to pump. The otherwise
gross act of swallowing someone else saliva like that was driving us
both even deeper into the fuck lust that I was still holding at bay.
We sloppily sucked on each others mouths like animals after I had
finally lowered my mouth to hers. We almost reached the point where we
would have sucked the snot out of each other's nostrils, but my own need
to cum pushed me to stop and start preparing her for rear entry.
Holly was trying to drive my humping faster with her own humping. But I
maintained my slow speed, only quickening when I felt she was starting
to get discouraged.
I pulled out and said, "Time to find out what kind of slut you are.
Tell me what you want."
"Oh, Tim... Fuck me.. Just fuck me..."
"Nope. No until you say it."
"Tim, please? Fuck me!"
"No, not that kind of it. What are you?"
"Oh," she said, almost braking into a grin. "I'm a slut. Fuck this
slut."
"Okay, that's getting better. Try some more. You can be my slut if you
want."
"Uhm, all right. Tim, fuck your slut. She wants you to fuck her slutty
cunt. How's that?"
"Pretty good, but still is kinda dry. Get really dirty, then I'll use
my invisible cock on you while I get your ass ready."
"Okay," she said, frowning a little. But then she laid her head back
down, closed her eyes, and said, "Timmy.. Your fucking little slut
wants your big bad prick up her hot tight slit. Fuck me, Tim. Fuck
your slutty.. whore. Fuck me, Fuck my brains out! OH! YES.. Fuck
ME. I'm such a fucking slut. I WANT IT! FUCK ME!"
I was sending her ass hole waves of stimulus, causing her to worm and
gasp. Her legs had parted as far as they could, and as her words became
meaningless, the drawbridge started to rise. Holly's winking hole came
into full view as her feet reached the height of my chest. My dick
surged with anticipation when I moved forward, allowing her calves to
rest on my shoulders as I aimed my warhead at its target.
The head rested against the flinching entrance as I helped myself to her
juices to lubricate it. I was almost finished when she suddenly
orgasmed, her anus opening up and swallowing my pleasantly surprised
dick. I reacted immediately by pushing my cock in all the way, and was
rewarded by her ass clamping down while she screamed in pleasure.
Holly wasn't feeling any pain at all. In fact, she was overwhelmed by
the orgasms she started to have, her screams and cusses probably
carrying all the way into the next county. I was almost afraid to start
the pumping action, but my lust had been patient long enough. I
couldn't wait any longer.
I got down on my hands hovering myself over her and started to fuck her
ass like I had never fucked before. I pistoned in and out of her
without mercy, touching the ground only with my toes and the palms of my
hands. Holly cried out loud moans with each pump, tears and sweat
pouring off her twisting face, while her ass pushed to meet each hump.
She passed out as her ninth orgasm rippled through her body, but came to
seconds later. I saw the look of a wild animal in her eyes, and that
brought back my desire to break her to my will. Her eyes snapped shut
when my invisible cock entered her smushed pussy, then opened wide again
as her eyes rolled up into her head and passed out.
I felt like I was blowing her mind. Holly passed out five or six times
before I let my orgasm explode inside her ass. As my seed shot into her
rectum and splashed against her walls, Holly spasmed and shivered, her
tongue and mouth attempting to escape the rest of her squirming body.
When I finally collapsed on top of her, Holly came once more before
passing out again.
I laid there for nearly twenty minutes, enjoying the feel of her body
beneath me as I restored my strength and waited for her to awaken. But
even as I pulled out of her, Holly never stirred. I covered her up with
a blanket from the limo, and waited around for over an hour before
inserting my address and phone number in her head. I kissed her
forehead before climbing out of the trailer to leave. I closed the
doors to the trailer without locking them, not wanting her to be
discovered like that if someone just happened by.
As the limo pulled out of the parking lot, I said a silent good bye to
both Beany and Holly, swearing I would ride both of them again.
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