Chapter 7

Just a week after my time with Trudy in the spare bathroom, I spent an hour kicking a ball around with a few friends. Most of my fellow classmates thought soccer was a boring waste of time and focused more on American standards like basketball. Watch guys kick a ball back and forth on the field for two hours without a single goal ever being made by either team? How pointless is that?

Anyway, I was sweating from the workout, even with it not even being noon. The summer sun made it impossible to play any later and I was looking forward to making lemonade from the iced cubes of juice I’d prepared from our lemon tree. As I was draining the last drops out of my water bottle on my walk home, a familiar voice intruded.

“Hey. Looking good.”

“Oh. Hi Trudy. You shouldn’t be out in this summer sun. You should get into the shade or wear a hat or something. That white skin of yours is going to burn.”

She was walking toward me, pretending the late morning sun wasn’t already in the mid-90s. I had to admit she looked good. A skirt, sandals, and a light top tied just below her breasts, showing off her pale-white stomach. It took only a second to remember the scent of her long auburn curls, the smooth feel of her firm ass, and just how nice it was to blow my balls into the girl’s mouth Very nice, but the girl was still just Trudy, and I really had no interest in doing anything more with her. If she’d kept on walking opposite from me I’d have been just fine with that, but it didn’t work out that way.

“Oh, yeah. Hot, isn’t it? Just walking home from Angela’s, a friend of mine, and I just saw you guys running around in the field. The school lets you practice, even during the summer?”

We kept walking, me very aware that we were walking away from her house and on towards where I lived. We talked about easy stuff, like the summer heat and soccer and her sister, and when we reached my house she stopped with me and continued talking. More than anything I didn’t want to bring up what we’d done a week before. I wanted to break off our conversation and escape but she wasn’t making it easy to say goodbye, and somehow I wound up inviting her in for a glass of lemonade.

Easy to make. Two cubes of juice per large glass, cold water, sugar, ice cubes, and ten seconds in the blender. Trudy sipped on hers while I downed half of mine in a single gulp. It was delicious.

We walked over to the couch in the front room, Trudy sitting on the couch and me on a footstool just to her side. The girl looked cute, that short skirt showing off her skinny legs and a fair amount of thigh. I would have been plenty turned on if she had been any other girl, maybe with more of a chest or more appealing face. Even that bit of make-up she had on couldn’t hide the fact that the girl was just homely Trudy.

Yet the view of the darkness between her thighs did make my heart skip a beat, bringing back the memory of how wet and warm her mouth had been while sucking on my dick just the week before. All of a sudden the room grew foggy and all I could envision was how wonderful it would be to have my dick being enveloped by a girl’s, any girl’s, feminine parts.

Then Trudy pulled me out of my selfish sexual fantasy by bringing up what we’d done.

She took a sip of lemonade and reached out, touching my arm and saying, “You didn’t tell anybody, did you? About, you know, last week. I was kind of worried.”

“Oh, jeez no. And, um, now that you’re bringing it up, I want to apologize. I know I went too far. You have every right to scream at me or hit me or something.”

“No. I mean, it was a shock, sure, but I guess its not every day some girl flashes you, even with tits as small as mine are.”

“Small? Well, only compared to older girls. You look really hot. You know that, right? And things just kind of got out of hand.”

Lies, of course. The girl was the opposite of hot, unless you were checking her bare ass out from across the street, but I felt like I had to say that.

“Was it good? I’d never done anything like that before. I don’t know. I’ve heard boys like that, girls doing that with their mouth, but it was new to me. I hope I wasn’t too bad.”

My mind kind of blew a gasket when she said this. The girl was almost apologizing for me forcing her to suck me off and swallow the load of cum I blew down her throat. It was one of the most sexually exciting things ever to happen to me, but it was also the one time I felt I needed to apologize, and here she was beating me to it.

“Hey. I kind of forced it on you. And it was great. I wish we could do it every day. Like I said, just ask your parents and I’ll spend the night in your bed. I’m just hoping it wasn’t too bad for you. Don’t want you to hate all guys just because I lost control.”

“No. It was fine. Well, kind of. One thing I wanted to ask. No way I can bring this up with someone else. About all your stuff. I don’t know any other girl who’s done that. Swallow it I mean. Well, except for Trisha, of course. She kind of warned me a long time ago about what guys like, but she never got into details. Just that she didn’t like it so much and that some girls at school do it all the time.”

“Oh. Not all girls do. It really depends.”

“I guess you like it, and I guess it was okay for me. I didn’t really mind so much, but I wanted to ask if its always so sticky. That made it really hard to swallow. And kind of bitter, you know? I had to finish off a can of coke to cut the taste.”

That made me laugh a little, which really eased the tension in the air. Visions of Ronnie and Alyssa filled my mind, my cock hardening at the memory of their mouths wrapped around the hood of my cock. I had to shake my head and focus before answering Trudy.

“Right. Well, yeah. That’s why some girls don’t like it. All guys want it, but lots of girls refuse. The, um, stuff we put out is pretty potent.”

“But all guys like it? Having girls do that I mean.”

“All guys, absolutely, but some girls get into it too. You say Trisha didn’t care for it much? Sure, but everybody’s different. Everybody does their own thing when it comes to sex.”

Then everything came together in my mind. Maybe not in the right way, but it made sense to me and I acted on it. There was Trudy, dressed to kill, at least to the extent the girl could dress to impress. She was smelling lightly of perfume, had on a bit of make-up, a short skirt that was barely covering her ass and upper thighs, and her very bare tits pushing tight against a very thin blouse. Meaning no bra, her nipples making a deep impression on my eyes from four feet away.

It finally became clear to me that the girl was trying to come on to me. It didn’t happen all that often, maybe never before in my life, so don’t go laughing at me. For a second I was horrified, having no interest at all in becoming attached to the girl. I could just imagine my friends making jokes at my expense, at how pathetic it would look with me taking Trisha’s ugly baby sister out for a date. And of course screwing around with such a young girl would sure have her parents after me. Didn’t need that. But then the sexually starved needs of the average adolescent male took over.

Thinking only of what joys I could have over the next ten minutes, I realized I didn’t have to date Trudy. She came into the house knowing full well what I wanted, not even cursing me for what we’d done the week before. Sex was obviously on the table and no way I was going to turn away just because she had a receding chin and hairy eyebrows. Without thinking it out, I decided to go for broke, to make the girl either cross the line or retreat to her home fortress.

That’s when I made my very improper proposition. I moved closer to her, wrapping one ankle around one of hers. Reaching out to touch Trudy’s hand, I moved close and leaned in to give a slight kiss to her cheek.

“I’m really glad to know you didn’t mind it so much. I’m afraid most of a guy’s ejaculate is pretty thick. You just have to learn how to suck and swallow and not get overwhelmed. And since you’re here, I’m really hoping you’ll stay and try it again. We’d be a little less rushed and could enjoy one another’s bodies. You’re such a hot looking girl, and you know already how hard that is for a guy.”

Trudy’s jaw dropped. She looked around, as though suddenly aware we were alone. I could see a flush to her cheeks, the girl realizing what I was proposing. Maybe she had just wanted me to ask her for a date but she really should have known what she was getting into. I’d shown her what guys could be like back at her house, and here she was, bringing up the very topic that drives all boys crazy. Fine. I called her bluff and told some awkward lies in an attempt to have my way with her.

I didn’t wait for an answer. I moved closer, one hand up to pull her head into a kiss while my other hand rose to cup her far breast. Trudy kissed back, though a little hesitant with her tongue, mostly just waiting to see what I did with my mouth.

Putting our empty glasses safely out of the way, I pushed up her thin cloth top and leaned in, giving a suck and nibble to each of Trudy’s bare if minimal tits. I waited for the girl to slap me or try crawling away, but she just sat there, waiting for more. Acting as though we’d been dating for a year, I crawled on top of her, my knees pushing into the couch on either side of her thighs. Even as Trudy pulled her head back, I pushed down my shorts and took my very hard pole in hand.

“Here. Try it again Trudy. Go slow, just using your mouth, your lips and tongue. I won’t push in too much.”

With my crotch there in front of her face, one of my hands pulled in on Trudy’s head as my chest leaned over where she sat. I was sure she was going to curse and push me away, as any of the older girls I knew would have. Instead, without another word of instruction from me, Trudy sucked me in.

One of her hands rose up to hold my shaft while I slowly and gently fucked her mouth. I kept it shallow for the first minute but then began pushing in a bit deeper. I gave a few more tips, telling Trudy to watch the teeth and to relax her throat, to use her tongue a little more, but it all felt great to me.

I could have blown my balls right there, but I realized that Trudy was willing to do anything I said and that I needed to make use of the girl as much as I could. Yeah, you read that right. I wanted to use the girl, to get the most out of her body before she realized what a selfish jerk I was.

Pulling back, I reluctantly pulled my dick from her mouth, allowing Trudy to catch her breath. I slipped my knees off the couch and kneeled on the floor before her, leaning in to give another long suck on each of Trudy’s tits before going for the main prize. Using one hand to massage her chest, my other pushed up her short skirt and before Trudy really understood what was happening, my fingers pulled aside her pretty yellow panties and I pressed my face within her hairy but sacred space.

At first Trudy was just shocked, saying something like, “Louis, no, wait.” Then she lifted her knees and tried to turn aside, first one direction and then another, as though trying to throw me off and escape from my advancing tongue. My hands pushed Trudy back, my shoulders forcing her thighs wide as my tongue took long licks of the girl’s glistening pink slit. She continued to struggle but I held her tight. If anything, her struggles allowed me to pull her ass and open thighs tighter into my face. Within seconds my mouth had found Trudy’s clit, my lips and teeth and tongue enveloping and lapping at her little pleasure button.

Trudy suddenly stopped struggling, one hand still pushing at my head but with her legs still. I used the lull to pull her legs over my shoulders, and after another dozen laps and sucks and nibbles on her clit, I paused to look up into Trudy’s face, mouth gasping for breath, her eyes wide and unbelieving.

“Trudy. It’s okay. I’m just trying to do for you what you did for me. Your mouth felt so good. Let me do the same for you. It’s okay. Relax and let me do this for you.”

Trudy’s face was already covered in perspiration, her eyes wide as though in disbelief in seeing my chin resting within her thighs.

“Really? You like that? But what if someone comes in?”

“No. We’re alone. Don’t worry. Just let me do this a little longer. You taste like the most delicious wine I’ve ever had. Doesn’t it feel good?”

She slowly nodded her head, saying, “Um, yeah, but kind of scary.”

Dipping my head back down, my lips quickly reattached to Trudy’s clit. My tongue alternated between lapping at the stiff little nub and helping me swallow down the ever increasing juices that were filling her twat. Not much different from Ronnie’s though Trudy’s seemed to be a little sweeter, a little lighter and more tasty.

I generally enjoy eating a girl out, but just then I had other things on my mind. The thumb of one hand had dipped under Trudy’s ass, slipping up to feel and fill her slit. As I lapped and licked and sucked, causing Trudy to release a low moan, my thumb slowly felt out the girl’s gate to heaven. Almost without trying my thumb slipped in, and with only a couple of gentle thrusts I found the palm of my hand again cupping Trudy’s ass, my thumb taking up residence inside her vaginal tunnel.

Trudy again tried to pull away, obviously aware of what was happening, but I held tight. As the girl tried to pull back and move to the side, she only helped me to finger fuck her, my thumb moving in and out of her slippery wet hole without any intent on my part. It was then that I realized that plain little Trudy wasn’t any more of a virgin than her sister was and that I had no reason not to fully consummate our unintended relationship.

I had a quick flashback of Ronnie. I knew from the beginning I wasn’t the first with Ronnie. It might have taken two weeks before I had Ronnie fucking me with the same intensity I poured into her, but it was obvious she had done more than just watch Tammy and Rick from afar. The whole sad story behind her and Rick and friends was something I didn’t like to think about.

Trudy wasn’t so different and just then I had the experience behind me to realize I had a girl with some guaranteed practice at riding a boy’s pole. I swear the girl’s hole was wet and willing from the start, sucking my thumb in, and in all her struggles, Trudy seemed to demand my thumb fuck her hard and fast. Even when she stopped in her struggles to rest, gasping for breath, Trudy’s ass acted on its own, pushing onto my hand and face as though needing more.

At the time I was too preoccupied with my own needs, but there in the back of my mind was the question of just who or what did the deed. She seemed oblivious about boys and dicks and the taste of male essence, but her tight hole was obviously ready from the start to be filled and fucked. The question of who had taken her first was there, but I paid it no attention. When Trudy released a moan and brought her feet up to the edge of the couch, I knew what I needed to do.

It took a second to push my shorts off one leg, then another second to push Trudy’s legs and knees up toward her shoulders. Her head and back were already almost prone on the couch, her ass sticking out over the edge of the cushion. It was an easy thing to raise my hips up and push my crotch within her open thighs. With only a few easy forays of my hardened dick through Trudy’s slit, itself overflowing with her secretions, I adjusted the angle of my hips.

Leaning over the girl, her eyes grew wide with the realization of what was about to happen. Trudy began to struggle, her hands pushing up at me, her words telling me to stop, but too late. Her vocal demands and physical struggle all stopped in that same second that the thick hood of my cock levered her open and I slipped inside of her.

I say slipped in only because Trudy was so wet and slippery. I’d pushed down with my hips, the tip of my cock pressing at her vaginal opening. There was a pause, then a loud groan from Trudy when her gates opened just enough for that first leading inch or two to push into her. The girl’s twat held onto my dick like a vise, but I could feel the hotness of her wet hole, and before Trudy could complete her initial groan, I pulled back and pushed in hard. That gave me another couple of inches and the feeling was incredible. Hot, wet, and holding tight to my cock. Trudy kicked out with her legs but I ignored her, pulling back a little and starting up a slow fuck of the girl. Slowly back, then down a little more, maybe taking a full minute before my balls pushed into her ass.

Trudy alternated between grunting and moaning, but I just focused on holding her still while I pumped my hips in and out of her creamy white thighs. I should have gone slow, held the girl and loved her and whispered out how good it was to be with her. Maybe, but no way that was going to happen. I was in Trudy for the sex, the raw sex and nothing else. For the next few minutes I made full use of the hot hole my cock had dipped into. I pounded hard and deep into Trudy, hardly even thinking of her as a girl, focused only on fucking a pussy and slapping her ass and holding her tits while groaning out what a good fuck she was.

It was fantastic, but fucking such a tight hole brought me to a quick end. It didn’t take much more than a couple minutes of hard fucking before my cock overheated and the climax took me over. I flooded her with everything my balls had been saving for any willing pussy that happened to pass my way. Trudy turned out to be the lucky girl. The feeling of letting loose inside of her caused me to groan in happiness and I literally collapsed onto Trudy’s already crushed form. Her legs were already pushed up to her chest, and as I began pumping jism into Trudy, I stretched myself over her body.

I only remember myself saying things like “Fuck” and “Such a good fuck.” Not the most romantic thing to say to a girl you’re filling with a quart of cum, but I didn’t care. Even with my months of experience with Ronnie, that fast fuck and filling of Trudy with my most essential essence was mind blowing. Can’t say how long I stayed there, pinning Trudy to the couch, grinding my crotch and balls into her ass, loving the feel of my cock inside her hot little cunt.

It took a while, but as my very selfish mind remembered the girl I was physically attached to, I became aware that Trudy had a hand on my bare ass, and rather than screaming at me for pumping her full of semen, I felt her kiss the arm I had next to her head. After such a fast fuck and uncaring flooding of her snatch with what must have been a hundred million of my sperm, I was a little surprised she wasn’t biting me and telling me to back off. If she had, I wouldn’t have cared.

A great calm filled me, even as the last drops of cum dribbled from my dick, leaving me and joining a flood of liquid brethren so recently deposited deep within Trudy’s loins. It felt wonderful, but after a few more lazy thrusts and crushing my balls into Trudy’s ass, I did finally pull back.

I could feel my half-hard cock pull out of Trudy, the girl’s cunt giving a last suck on the hood of my dick. All energy seemed to drain from me and I found myself collapsing onto the floor, kneeling before the crushed and disheveled girl.

As I withdrew and moved away, Trudy’s legs followed, her feet coming to rest on the floor to either side of me and her newly ravaged twat only inches from my face. Looking past Trudy’s crumpled dress, I could see her tits, blouse pushed up under her chin, her head pushed into the lower portion of the back cushion, face flushed with perspiration, eyes unfocused and mouth gasping for breath.

I was going to say something stupid, like “Are you okay?” or “Wow. That was great” but something caught my eye. There before me, the girl’s lustrous pink twat open for my viewing pleasure, a thick dollop of white cream was pulsing out from where I’d just blown a large load of my seed. With her ass just pushing over the edge of the couch cushion, the thick glob of white filled her slit and moved slowly downward until it threatened to drip down to the floor between Trudy’s feet.

Some evil part of me took control. Reaching over to the table where I’d put my phone, I paused and gave Trudy instructions only the devil could have made me dictate.

“Trudy. You’re wonderful. Here. Raise your legs. Pull up your legs.”

I’d pushed her knees up, putting her feet back on the couch and then having Trudy pull back on her thighs, raising her knees high and giving me and my camera an unimpeded view of her despoiled crotch and body. It only took a second. Pulling up my phone, I got a half-dozen shots with Trudy’s cream-pie pussy in the foreground, framed by her high and wide white thighs and with the girl’s nipples and confused face in the background. The overall impression made it look like Trudy had just been gang-banged by the soccer team, her body crushed into the couch while her twat looked for just one more cock to bring her lasting satisfaction.

I should have been ashamed, and for a second I feared Trudy would finally call me out for being a jerk and slap me, but she really was too out of it to understand what I’d just done. As her hands lost grip on her legs, her feet returned to rest on the floor. Almost as a way of apology, I pulled Trudy’s short skirt down to cover her leaking twat and leaned in to kiss her lower stomach. That somehow woke her up and as she tried to rise up out of the cushions, Trudy slid down to kneel on the rug in front of me.

“We had sex, right? You fucked me. That was sex.”

Her words seemed stupid, certainly naïve, but I couldn’t deny the act. Trudy’s head was leaning into my chest, and as one of my hands rose to play with her tits, I tried to give excuse to my actions without any apology.

“Yeah. That hot little pussy of yours just sucked me in. I thought you’d just suck me off, like last time, but after getting a taste of you, there was no stopping it. You were great.”

“We did sex. Like, for real.”

“Yeah, but you were really good. It was so easy. You must have had a lot of boyfriends. You probably still have a boyfriend. Are you going to tell him about me? I won’t say anything if you don’t want me to.”

That all seemed to confuse Trudy. Before that day I would have sworn the girl was going to be a virgin well into her college years, but it was obvious from how easily I impaled the girl on my entire length that she probably had more experience than I did. A boyfriend seemed an unlikely and yet most probable reason for this. For a second I even thought that maybe her hot looking sister pushed unwanted beaus over to be taken care of by Trudy on a weekly basis. I was proof that guys will screw anything with a wet hole, and there was no doubt that Trisha had more admirers than she could handle. It made sense that Trudy’s bedroom would be filled to overflowing with sexually frustrated guys, but her words said otherwise.

“Um, no. Not really. Not a boyfriend. I’ve never done sex before, except, you know, with you last week. And now.”

That admission should have shocked me, finding out I’d just deflowered Trudy, crushing her and fucking the girl until finally flooding her very fuckable pussy with all the semen-laden cream my balls could pump out. Sure, it had been a great fuck, but I should have also felt some concern for what I’d just put the young girl through.

Nope. Yeah, a fleeting thought, but my mind was torn between wondering if girls like Trudy were simply ready to fuck and be fucked from the day they hit their teens and my very selfish dick hardening at the thought of doing it again. It was easier to assume that Trudy was just lying, trying to pretend to be an innocent girl and putting all the blame on me.

Forget that. The girl wasn’t screaming at me, and her pussy had obviously had enough practice for me to fuck the girl with ease. She even seemed accepting of the act, and here she was, sitting half-naked before me, twat warmed up and ready for another long round of fucking.

Of course I couldn’t just come out and tell Trudy to roll over and let me do it again. With one hand continuing to feel up her small but still very feminine breasts, I leaned down to kiss Trudy’s cheek and nibble on her ear, my mouth easily whispering lies for only her to hear.

“You felt so good to me Trudy. Your mouth was great, and you tasted so wonderful, but its amazing how your vagina seemed to suck me in and fuck me back. I really wanted to keep it up, to never stop fucking you. It was the best sex I’ve ever experienced, but I was kind of worried about you. Are you okay? Did it feel good to you?”

“Um, yeah, kind of.”

“Just kind of, huh? That’s okay. Then could you use your mouth again? You know, like last time. Please help me. I really need you to.”

Any other girl at school would have cursed me out, but Trudy gave just a slight nod of her head. After a last kiss to her hair, I rose up on my knees, my crotch perfectly placed before Trudy’s face. Acting as though we had practiced the act a hundred times, I aligned my half-hard cock with Trudy’s mouth and she opened her lips, one hand rising to cradle my balls as I pushed in.

The feel of the girl’s mouth sucking on my cum-slathered cock made me groan. Still too many teeth, but so warm and wet. Watching Trudy suck and swallow down a portion of what I’d just blown within her loins only made me harder and less compassionate. I wanted sex, more sex, and if the slut of a girl was going to let me have my way with her body, I didn’t care how ugly she was or how many boys she had or had not fucked.

I was nice at first, telling Trudy how wonderful it felt to have her sucking my cock again. With her back pushed against the front edge of the couch, I started a simple shallow fuck of Trudy’s mouth. It was wonderful, but her teeth began to get to me. I began pushing in a little deeper, keeping the wide hood of my dick away from her teeth while pushing deeper into her throat.

She was able to take that for a minute. My hands had risen from her tits to Trudy’s head, holding her steady as I leaned over her and began a serious fucking of the girl’s throat. I finally lost myself in the act, loving the feel of my cock pushing deep, unthinking of how Trudy felt.

Of course that kind of selfishness could only have one outcome. Ten seconds after I began shoving my cock balls-deep down Trudy’s throat, her accepting nature and warm loving lips were taken over by her body’s need for oxygen and gag reflex. As her body convulsed and her hands rose in an attempt to push me off, I stubbornly held on, lost in the fuck and pulling the girl’s head into my crotch as I pumped in with my hips. Trudy of course won out, turning her body aside, coughing and gagging, while I was pushed away, my dick hard and throbbing even though I was sure the girl had gouged out a chunk of flesh from my tender hood.

My frustration lasted only seconds. While Trudy turned away from me and leaned into the couch, coughing and gasping for breath, her firm round white ass rose up to present an even more loving possibility to my ill-treated cock. Her cum-crusted thighs were open, her lower lips still glistening with white froth from our most recent bout of sex, and I had no second thoughts about just where I could find relief.

Trudy’s panties were still attached to her waist, flossing her ass yet pulled to the side of her engorged labia. I could have easily just pulled them down, but instead I reached out to rip off one corner, leaving the dainty and useless underthings attached to only one leg. She lifted her head but before she could react, I quickly spooned Trudy’s ass with my crotch, my dick filling her ass crack. Leaning over her back, my arms cradled Trudy’s torso, my hands quickly finding her tits. As she looked back I kissed her cheek, pretending to give her comfort, hoping my apology and concerns would mask my true intent.

“Trudy. Sorry about that. I got too carried away. You felt so good. You were doing such a good job with your mouth and I went too far. My fault. I promise I’ll go slower next time. But maybe we should just do what feels good for you. You liked it last time. You said it was okay. Let me try making love to you again. Maybe it’ll feel even better for you this time.”

I didn’t bother waiting for an answer. With my fingers lightly pinching her nipples, my mouth kissing Trudy’s cheek, it was easy for my hips to pull back and with just a little help from one hand, my cock was position to slide back into the unsuspecting girl’s warm and welcoming sheath.

Such soft warm feminine flesh. No, not warm. Hot, my cock slipping deep into the very tight loving depths of Trudy’s pussy. It took all of three additional thrusts for my balls to be again grinding into her ass. There was no doubt in my mind that Trudy was born to fuck, had probably fucked a dozen other boys beside me, and was just trying to make me feel bad when she said she hadn’t ever had sex before. Impossible. The girl was tight but so easy to lose myself inside of.

As I ground my hips in, making sure every inch of my cock was embedded within Trudy’s twat, I became aware of her attempt to elbow me away and that she was saying something. She threw an arm out, maybe trying to turn to the side, but no way was I going to allow her to push me off. The girl just felt too good not to fuck.