Chapter 16

We sat mostly naked on the bed, sipping on a half-empty bottle of wine, me thinking of what a shit I was for not having the courage to open up about Gary. Then I showed what a real shit I was by asking for the rest of Alice’s sexual history.

“Glad those two disappeared, especially your brother, but would you have been okay if Jackson had stayed around?”

Alice took a second to think and nodded, saying, “Yeah, and no. It was good that he left. We weren’t really much of a couple. I think we went out in public together all of five times. A couple of times just for a quick meal and a few parties. Not anything I was interested in. Booze and older men and women who wanted to know what I was doing with Jackson. Couldn’t just come out and tell them I was there for the fucking, for him to get off inside of. I didn’t mind it so much, but later guys did more for me, mostly.”

“Oh yeah,” I pretended to remember, “Linda and then Tom. What happened with Tom.”

“Well, Linda first, or her brother. That was pretty straightforward. The same kind of older dude shit girls in high school go through. My problem was that I’d just finished a long run with two older guys. Happy to have Paul out of my bedroom, but maybe I was used to having a guy around. So when I was at Linda’s for a sleepover and her older brother and a friend of his were there, things kind of went sideways.

“The parents were gone and the guys started messing with Linda and me. They started checking out lingerie sites and asking our opinion, and of course those sites and girls led into more than just extreme risqué photos and videos. They never took it to like double-X stuff, so it was all in fun. Thing was, Linda’s brother, Ray, kept a hand on some part of my body at all times. Never outrageous, like feeling me up, but always just an inch away.

“That was fun, but then Linda and me crashed in her bedroom. Maybe around midnight or one or so I had to pee, and just as I was coming out of the bathroom, Ray was there. We whispered back and forth and he led me into his bedroom and I kind of let him. There in the dark, first kissing, then a lot more than kissing.

Then it happened, just like you said. I pulled away when he tried to push a hand down my pajama bottoms, but then he put both hands down my bottoms and wouldn’t take no. Pushed me back, like against his bed. I tried to turn away but he folded me back onto his bed, and suddenly all I could see was his big hairy chest. Two seconds more and I felt his cock slowly pumping away in me. I tried to scream and kick out, but the more I struggled, the deeper in he went.

“In all it took Ray maybe five minutes, from whispering a hello to crushing his balls into my bare thighs. Trying to move away and back onto the mattress didn’t do me any good. He pulled out but then just pulled my bottoms all the way off, forced my legs open and settled his hips back into my thighs.

“I know this sounds weird, but I was mostly worried that his parents or Linda would hear the squeaking of the mattress. Ray kept it going for quite a while, like a long hard fuck with a thumb up my ass before grunting with the effort of blowing his balls in me. I thought that would be it, but he wouldn’t let me go. Did ten minutes of playing with my tits and everything before rolling onto me for a second even longer run. The guy turned out to be a real stud, like even more than Jackson. Sure got something out of it that second time. Wet his bed and had to muffle my scream like I had to do with Paul. It was good but its not like I’d planned it or anything.

“The craziest thing was being woken up by Linda the next morning. Me and Ray were tangled together and she began shaking us, saying her parents were up and wondering where I was. I pretended to be sleepy and walking out of Linda’s room, but no way I could hide my embarrassment from Linda. So weird. I’d just gotten out from under Jackson and Paul and then Ray comes along.

“Wound up spending a lot of time there. Every weekend, you know, with sleepovers and Linda being paid off to stay quiet. Some weekdays too, after school, walking over with Linda and sometimes even hanging out to eat dinner with the parents. I think they knew but didn’t say anything. Bet they thought their young son had become a man and needed a girl to relieve himself in. Thank god I was still protected. I don’t think he ever once used a condom, but that was only for a couple of months. It was a month after I stopped seeing Ray that I met Tom.”

“So, you were doing it with Ray, every weekend and stuff, but then you just left him? Why?”

“I grew a brain,” said Alice with a shrug, “and maybe a couple of balls. I sucked enough in my time to be due my own pair. I just wasn’t interested in Ray. The sex was good, sure, like half-hour fucks every time, and he wasn’t into any weird shit. If Jackson wasn’t fucking me he was into watching me fuck something else. Sex with Ray was kind of nice and normal after what I went through with Jackson and Paul. Thing is, Ray was kind of boring. Loved sex and sports and nothing else, so I just walked away. I’m kind of proud of that. I could be raising one of his kids right now, heating a can of soup and changing diapers. Fuck that. I’m so glad I bailed.”

I have to admit that I was impressed. Still fourteen and Alice had walked away from a guy five years her senior. She’d grown up fast, but she still hadn’t gotten into this Tom character and why he was so important in her life, so I urged Alice to keep talking.

“Where were we? Talking about Paul really screwed my mind over. Yeah, Tom and his great sounding deal to make big bucks by giving hand jobs to all his friends. I knew where hand jobs led to but it still sounded interesting. One thing I didn’t care for was having a guy blow a load into my throat. No offense, May, but that shit is too sticky and gross for me to handle.

“Having Tom blow a quart of cum down my throat reminded me what it was all like, so I showed a lot of doubt about doing the same for that group of biker buddies he wanted me to meet and be nice to. That’s when he brought up using condoms, like not just to cover the guys dick to stop pregnancy but to hold all the cum in latex. Blow the guy and throw the bag of cum away. Wish I’d thought of that sooner. Well, seemed like a good plan right then, but of course it didn’t work out quite like that. You know what guys are like.”

“Wait. Biker buddies? Tom does all that to you but doesn’t pledge love forever? He turns you over to his friends? What a jerk.”

Alice looked at me in that innocent but kind of guilty sort of way and said, “Well, kind of my fault. It’s like, he said it was all a way to make some money, and I wasn’t really all that hooked on him. Didn’t mind leaving Ray in my past and Tom didn’t seem any better. He was nice and all but even after all the sex I didn’t feel all that connected with him.

“Do you know what I said to Tom, like right after he’d gone wild inside of me and we were still catching our breaths? He was back to kissing my neck and tits and it felt nice, but just off the top of my head I looked at him and said, ‘So, how much was that worth? Was that a hundred dollars?’”

“You slut!” I said in a joking tone, giving Alice a soft shove. “No. Not a slut. A whore. From the start it was all about the money.”

“You’re one to talk,” groused Alice. “Your last screw just left you forty bucks.”

“And half of that is yours since your so-called boyfriend invited his friend to take you for a ride while filling me with what you keep claiming is all yours. I’m kind of worried that you’re getting more of a reputation than me for giving it to anyone for a price, and with Ken’s blessing. Thing is, back then you were what, fourteen and being sold on the open market? I can’t believe this guy put a for sale sign on you just after he thought he took your cherry.”

“Well, like I said, it was my fault. I think Tom was kind of hurt I didn’t see him as my special guy. Right there, two minutes after he’d blown a quart of cream into me and I’m asking him how much I could get for a repeat with his friends. He grew kind of angry, rolled out of bed and told me his parents would be back soon and that I should go.

“I for sure know he wanted me to be only for him when just a few days later he took me out for lunch and invited me back to his place. I ruined it by asking about his friends again and if I could get as much doing a hand job as using my mouth. Mentioned again how much I didn’t like the taste of a guy’s cum, which led to Tom asking how many guys I’d blown. Then of course questions about my past and sex and how I’d used condoms.

“Turned out that Tom had a whole collection of condoms and he wound up showing me a couple of new uses for them. Sure, basic sex, doing it on his bed, but then he showed me how to use a condom while blowing a guy. I’d never thought of that before, using a flavored condom to hold all the cum. It was flavored, supposedly just for girls to blow a guy, but the taste was still terrible. Better than having to swallow a guy’s cum, though.”

“Totally agree with you there, about the junky taste of flavored condoms. Nothing but chemicals mixed with latex unless the guy puts out for the expensive ones. Vanilla isn’t bad. Way better than the strawberry.”

“Says the girl who just pulled my twat over her face. Nice orgasm for me but I knew you did it just to slurp down the two different types of cum Ken and his friend filled me with. You’ve said it more than once, that a guy’s cum is kind of a turn-on for you.”

“Yeah,” I admitted with a kiss to Alice’s nearest tit, “but it still goes down a lot more smoothly when its coming out of you. Want me to check and see if there’s any left?”

Alice giggled and pulled her knees away from my prying hand. I was hoping to get the girl to agree to my playful request but all on her own she got back on topic.

“Let me get back to Tom and the guys. No way I’ll want to talk about this with Ken around. We were laying on the bed all naked and everything was nice, like how it should be after a lot of sex, but when Tom brought up dating me, you know, like being my boyfriend, I shrugged and said maybe and then asked if he’d mentioned me to his friends.”

“That would be a real mood killer,” I replied with a smirk.

“Not just a mood killer. Tom started getting kind of mean, as though he wanted me to be the biggest slut ever. He turned from possible boyfriend to angry pimp. Like Jackson on a bad day. He brought out a dildo, also nothing new, but then he rolled onto me and took me up the ass while force-fucking me with the dildo. Kind of a turn-on, it was good sex, but his anger scared me. He just started becoming rougher and meaner, and I’m sure it was because I wouldn’t be exclusive with him.

“Over the next week he went into what I call pimp-mode, showing me stuff and talking about what all the guys might like. I think he was trying to scare me, like make me back down and just stay with him.”

“So when did he ever introduce you to these friends of his? Did he bring them over to his house?”

“When he found he couldn’t have me for his own, like me agreeing to be his girlfriend, he went all out in making me available to his buddies. There were like six of them, the whole gang doing week-end bicycle rides out of town, but they always came back and hung out at this one guy’s house afterwards. Tom brought up the possibility of them having some pay for play action and just two weeks after my first time with Tom introduced me.

“It was really embarrassing. Tom drove me over and when I walked into the back yard where all the guys were they stopped talking and just stared. Then a couple of whistles and one guy congratulating Tom. Then the grilling, like them handing me a soda and talking about what Tom said I was willing to do. Tom had given them all the details, even prices for stuff, so I just nodded and sat there like a dummy.

“I almost got up and walked home, but then one guy kneeled in front of me, told me I was the most beautiful girl he’d ever seen, that it was hard for him to believe I could want to be with him even for money, and that he wanted to make sure I was okay with it all. That’s when he kind of asked for proof, telling me to take my top off and having me ask them one by one to suck my tits. Kind of like a test, just to see if I was willing to go even that far.

“My hands were shaking but I did it, blouse and bra and everything. Before I could say anything, like ask them the way he wanted, all the guys began taking turns feeling and sucking my breasts. By the time the last of the guys had finished, I was in another level of consciousness, shaking and ready to faint. Then one of them kneeled in front of me, pushed his face up my skirt, and began doing a number on my clit. I pushed him off, looking around the room and saying something about how embarrassing it was with everybody watching.

“That’s when it all started. That same guy who’d just gotten a taste of me took my hand, pulled me into the house, and we spent maybe an hour together until other guys began banging on the bedroom door and wanting their turn. It went faster after that, most just wanting a fuck.”

“Wait. I thought it was going to be all mouth action, some hand jobs. You know, a girl making some money without having to really put out. What happened?”

“Yeah, that was the plan, or at least my plan, but I kind of lost all control. That first guy had me undressed in a minute, on the bed and sucking on my tits and before I knew it he was pushing into me. It wasn’t so bad, but I wasn’t used to giving directions to guys, especially when I didn’t know their names. He’d fucked and cum and was back on my tits before I could bring up birth control.

“He seemed okay with the idea, but then claimed he didn’t have a condom. Promised he’d have one the next week. Didn’t stop him from rolling onto me for a second time. Hands down to my ass and telling me to wrap my legs around his hips while he did this marathon fuck before he filled me with another dose of wild semen.

“It was good sex, and with a guy I didn’t even know, but then all the other guys started banging on the door and wanting their own turns. That’s kind of when it hit me. A bunch of guys, all wanting to fuck and cum in me. I wasn’t sure my body was up to it, but too late. The army of guys was right there in the doorway and all of them wanting their turn in me. Wow. Amazing to think I didn’t just up and run.

“In the end, it was nothing but fucking, all the guys, all afternoon. It was all too much, all those guys at one time. There were arguments about cost, the guys saying that it should be by the hour and not by ejaculation or position. Jeez. I guess. Some of the guys blew their balls in two minutes but then wanted to play around until I could harden them up for a second try. I did that for the first guy, but having to do it for all of them took most of the afternoon.