Part XXVIII - Craving So Intense

Katrina “Kat” Nierce stood where she never should have been, in the kitchen of Dr. Marion Gurns. One of the customers on Kat’s paper route, the stern woman had refused to pay what she owed, so stumbling across the house’s spare key, the sixteen year old redhead had used it to get inside. She was going to get the money owed her, that was all there was to it!

But her attempt to snatch quarters from inside the oversized glass water bottle the doctor used to store change had turned out to be a very bad idea, because now Kat’s hand was trapped inside, and the only hope for getting it freed had appeared unexpectedly in the kitchen: Randy Blavin.

He had seen her sneak inside and had followed to find out what she was up to. And he had used her predicament to blackmail her into doing something so utterly perverse she couldn’t even believe it was possible, as his price for helping her get free of the bottle and not telling Dr. Gurns and the police about her trespass and attempted theft was to get herself off--to MASTURBATE!!--right there, right in front of him!

But what choice did she have?! None. So Kat had broken down and done it, and now it was finished, she leaned against the big water bottle, naked from the waist down except for sneakers and socks, her little butt clenching and unclenching like a puffer fish against the thick glass of giant change jar, while she pressed a palm hard against the wall and attempted to regain control of her racing heart.

But ... but it ... it f-felt ... felt soooo good! B-Better then ever before! A thousand times b-better! Ohhhh...

A friendly hand gently gripped her bare shoulder and she smiled warmly as it stroked her skin.

“You were amazing.” whispered Randy.

“Mmmm, it felt amazing...” she sighed.

“I could tell.” his hand slipped softly down, past her collar bone and cupped her right breast through her tank top.

“Ahhhh...” moaned Kat at the feeling, it was so nice and--”What the--Randy!”

Realization of what was happening had come rocketing back to her and she wrenched herself away from his hand, glared up at him scathingly, “Don’t touch me! You perv!”

He lowered his arm to his side and shrugged, “You seemed to like it.”

“I did not! Back off, freak!”

He took a step back, frowning as she curled her front away from him. But he grinned as her round little buttocks twisted into view. Kat eeped! and covered her behind with her free hand.

“Heh!” he grinned, “You have freckles on your butt.”

“Hey! Shut-up!” she glared, “You got acne on your face, so what?”

“That’ll clear up. But your freckles ain’t going nowhere.”

“My Dad sez their cute.”

“You show your Dad your butt?”

“Wha--shut-up! Gross! That’s not what I meant, you disgusting perv! I mean he said he likes my freckles! ALL of them, not specific ones. He hasn’t--my--you’re a DORK!”

Randy was laughing hard now, slapping his thighs, eyes streaming.

Kat fumed hotly, “Randy! My shorts!”

“What ... what about them...?” he managed to get control of himself and shaking his head he focused on her again, “Your shorts? Huh?”

His eyes travelled lazily down the bare hip she was showing him and moved lustily onto the trim little thighs stretching down from the hand doing a piss poor job covering Kat’s little mound, as little tufts of fiery-orange pubic hair were peaking through here and there.

I’d love to suck on-

“Randy!” hissed Kat in exasperation, “My shorts! You’re standing on them! I need you to hand them to me!”

“Um, I dunno. I don’t think I want to.”

But he did know what he wanted, and that was to get his dick inside her. Now ... how was he going to manage that feat?

There has to be a way...

“Randy!” Kat growled, snapping him reluctantly back to reality, “Give them to me! We had a deal and I’ve done my part by ... by doing what I did in front of you, so it’s time for you to do yours.”

“Yeah, yeah. Whatever.” and stooping he came up with her cut-offs and panties, tossed them to her and then headed for the refrigerator.

Opening the door he peered inside, found the butter dish, and catching it up turned away and kicked the door shut, headed back to Kat, who was struggling to pull her panties up past her uncooperative ankles with just the one hand.

“Little help.” she grunted and he happily dropped the dish onto the stool and ducked, hooked fingers in the sides of the underwear and slowly began to slide them up her legs. His face was right in front of her pubic mound and as he breathed out it ruffled the fiery-orange hairs covering it. He watched in wonder as they parted, revealing her puffy slit.

Randy couldn’t resist, maybe it was the scent, or the way her cunny was quivering slightly, still experiencing the last vestiges of the orgasm Kat had just jiggered out of it, but he just HAD to do it, he buried his face in her crotch.

Kat gasped and nearly fell in shock, she had to press her hand to the top of his head to stay aloft, which pushed Randy even deeper into her slope. His hands let go of the panties, they fell back to Kat’s ankles as he took firm hold of her tiny ass.

It was all too much for Kat, her mind spun madly and she couldn’t think straight, let alone do something to resist.

“R-Randy ... what ... what are y-you...”

His splayed lips sucked at her mound and his tongue speared forth and drove between her vaginal cleft.

“Ohhhh!”

Yes! He grinned against her, then swept the tip of his tongue up the slit and swiped it over the little round nub of her clit.

The sixteen year old girl’s eyes bulged hugely from their sockets, she pulled at Randy’s hair painfully and grunted, “Huh-h-hnnn--AH!”

Randy’s hands slid down her rounded buttocks and took hold of her narrow thighs, eager to pull them as wide apart as they would go so he could get at the redhead’s cunny and really start into eating her out. Sticky juices were drizzling down her left thigh, his thumb smeared them and Randy grinned, she was loving this!

Kev’s Auntie Dale took my virginity, it’s gone, but I can always relive that hot feeling by taking somebody else’s, like Kat’s! And that’s just what I’m going to do, right here in this house, today! Maybe on this kitchen floor! Yeah, dude, that’s EXACTLY what I’m gonna do, even if I have to hold her down while she screams and kicks and the I will TAKE-

Kat brought his train of thought to a crashing halt by driving a firm elbow down onto the top of his head. Randy yelped in agony and fell back from her, Kat stepped onto his foot and pushed down hard, making him yell again.

“Look you idiot,” she glared down while fighting not to pant at the amazing sensations whirling through her bottom half, “You are going to pull up my panties and shorts, no funny stuff, then you are going to get me that butter dish? Understand?” and she ground the heel of her sneaker into the top of his foot.

He hissed in pain and jerked, then nodded hard. Kat smiled darkly, “I thought you would. Now, get to it.” and she released him.

Randy made short work of it, in seconds her shorts were up and back on, even zipped up and buttoned, and he was holding out the butter dish for her. Kat scooped two finger’s worth off the white china, rubbed it on her wrist, making sure to spread it thickly all around, then first pushed her arm down into the big water bottle as far as it would go, then yanked upwards.

It still won’t come loose though, she moaned in dismay.

“Quit making a fist, dummy.” snorted Randy as he put the butter back in the fridge and returned with some paper towel.

“Ohh! Good idea!” and Kat did as he suggested and POP! out came her hand!

“You Nierce’s aren’t the sharpest knives in the drawer.” he rolled his eyes as she stared at her finally freed limb in relief, then snatched the paper towel from him and wiped the mouth of the water bottle carefully clean, then herself.

“I’m just gonna ignore that remark, Blavin.”

“That’s ‘cause you resemble it.”

“You said that wrong.” she tossed the wad of greasy paper in a nearby trash can, breathed a sigh of relief, it was over. Now I can get out of here!

She turned around and headed for the front door, but paused and scowled as Randy stepped onto the stairs and headed up.

“Hey!” she hissed, “Come on, don’t do that! I have to go.”

“So go.” he shrugged and continued upwards.

“But ... but you need to come too!”

“Not just yet. I want to have a look around.”

“But what if--if you get caught?!”

He chuckled as he reached the landing and vanished around the corner, “Then I’ll just tell them you let me in and said it was okay.”

Kat gaped up after him, hazel eyes wide like a frog’s, jaw working. That--That jerk! I hate him! He’s going to get me in so much trouble! I’ll lose my paper route! And get grounded for a million years! Daddy’ll probably spank the heck out of me, and I hate that!