Chapter 8

That afternoon of sex with Trudy was maybe the most lust-fueled free-for-all I’d ever had. Problem was, all the sex had been with Trudy. Ronnie or Alyssa were my standards for hot young girls worthy of bragging about, but they had been too young and forbidden for me to ever bring them up with friends or family. Trudy wasn’t much different but I think she would have been fine with hanging on my arm at a party or after school. The biggest problem was that in no way did I want to be permanently associated with the girl. You know, as in her being my girlfriend, at parties and dates and stuff. Trisha, sure, but not the sister of Trisha.

Yeah. Such a jerk.

I had a long deep sleep that night, though I had to put down a towel over the wet spot in my bed. The next couple of days passed by but then I found myself thinking of just how good it would be if Trudy would walk through my door and open her legs for my immediate use.

The thought was both wonderful and unwelcome. Yeah, I could have definitely used the sex, like every day of the year, but I really wanted it to be with any girl other than Trudy. I still yearned for Ronnie, lusted for Alyssa, and had daily fantasies about Trisha, but Trudy was the most available slice of feminine flesh. She was plain to the point of being ugly, way too young, and the kid sister of the most beautiful goddess in the city. Pulling Trudy into an embrace and long kiss was not at all appealing to me, but shoving her thighs wide and burying my cock inside the girl’s twat was something my cock and balls yearned for.

I fought the feelings off for another couple of days before breaking down and walking over to Trudy’s house. I feared most of all having to make excuses to her parents or, worst of all, Trisha, but I hoped that simply showing up at the house would alert Trudy to my continuing interest in her. I hoped she didn’t take my harsh words too much to heart, like me telling her she was born to fuck and more of a slut than any girl I’d ever known. I winced at the memory, but I knew I was right. I also knew I couldn’t live without another hour of action between her thighs.

No cars in the driveway, and nobody answered when I knocked. Walking around the back, I saw Trisha sunbathing by the pool The girl looked like a sexual temptress, though all I could see was her ass, bikini bottoms hiding little, her head turned to the side. What really caught my eye was the lack of a strap around her upper back, meaning the girl was going for the perfect tan and was topless. I almost intruded, maybe scaring her into sitting up, but I didn’t want to seem like a creep and my more cowardly self turned back and headed for home.

I was just crossing their front lawn when I heard Trudy call my name. Standing in the front doorway, she looked like a little kid compared to the hot looking sex goddess of a sister laying by the pool. Walking back to her, I continued the unkind if unspoken comparison between her and Trisha. Like night and day, a flower and a thistle. Didn’t matter. I had to admit to being the sex-addled goat, more than willing to eat a thistle thorns and all, if I could just pump a few more ounces of cum deep inside the girl’s twat.

“Um, hi Trudy. Just wondering how you’re doing.”

“Thought you were here to see Trisha. Didn’t you see her around back?”

“Yeah, but she looked asleep, and I really was here to see you. You know, about last time. Just hoping you’re okay and not sore or anything.”

Trudy gave a half smile, eyes looking at me from the side.

“You mean sore, as in down there? No, I’m okay. Told you it was alright. Or do you mean sore as in totally pissed at what you did? More than just a little, but its still alright. No need to worry. Nice of you to ask.”

“Yeah, well, glad you’re okay.”

Trudy didn’t move, not to step toward me or close the door or ask me inside or anything. I could take the hint. With a shrug I turned and said, “Well, hope to see you around.”

“Yeah, I bet you do. Just don’t go asking me if I want any lemonade. We all know what that means.”

I turned, ready to tell the girl to go to hell, but before the words left my mouth I saw Trudy smiling, a wicked smile, what some guys might mistake for a cum-hither look. I was one of those guys, and my anger was quickly replaced by need and the despair of desire. To hell with her sloping chin or flat chest. I hated being played with and I would rather be cursed and thrown out than meekly walk away in silence.

Walking back to Trudy, I wrapped her in my arms and bent down low to set my teeth in her neck. Giving a bite to the girl’s tender skin, my fingers digging deep into her ass, I used her attempt to back up and turned her around, pushing Trudy back inside of her house with me following close behind.

Closing the door behind me, I reached out with one hand and pulled down on the simple button-up blouse Trudy was wearing. In my enthusiasm I wound up ripping the blouse. Only a few buttons broke, leaving her chest covered, but the violent act had an intended effect. Trudy looked at me, fear in her eyes as I pulled her toward me.

“No, Louis. I didn’t mean that. Not here.”

I wasn’t in the mood for word play. I didn’t really care what Trudy meant. It was a simple thing to bend down and scoop the little girl up in my arms. She struggled, but after giving a suck to her thinly covered tit, she paused long enough to hear me ask, “Where’s your bedroom? I haven’t been upstairs in years. Still at the end of the hall?”

She didn’t answer, trying instead to roll out of my arms, but when I bit and sucked on her neck, my teeth only lightly pushing into her flesh, she stopped struggling. All the while I’d slowly walked up the stairs and then down the hall to where I vaguely remembered Trudy had her own room. The door was open and it smelled vaguely like body wash and had a plush unicorn on top of a bookshelf. Definitely a girl’s room, so I went in and pushed the door closed with my foot.

The bed was just a single, sitting in the middle of the room, but it was all I needed. Walking over, I allowed Trudy to slide out of my arms. She immediately turned and tried to crawl over the bedding to the far side. She said something, her words sounding angry, but I wasn’t listening. My fingers grabbed either side of her shorts and pulled back. The girl’s ample but firm ass held the simple bit of clothing in place, but only for a moment.

As I dragged Trudy back toward me, the shorts began to slide off, perhaps giving Trudy the illusion of having a chance of escape. The shorts were only held on by an elastic band as a plus she hadn’t bothered with panties. As Trudy’s bare ass emerged, my hands moved to pull back on her now naked thighs. I pulled her back to the edge of the bed, her legs and shorts dropping down, her ass and accompanying snatch there for me to make use of.

“Wait, Louis. Wait,” Trudy said, her head turning back toward me, her eyes wide as though in disbelief.

“Okay. But just for a second.”

And it only took me a second to unbutton and push down my own shorts. Trudy used that moment of time to turn over and face me. She found herself sitting on the edge of the bed and facing my crotch, cock standing hard and stiff before her. Her jaw dropped as she stared, words failing her. I used that extra second to throw off my shirt and stand naked before her.

“Why is it always about sex with guys?” she asked, bringing up a senseless topic all girls seemed to obsess about.

I put a hand up to her head, saying something like, “It’s not always about sex, but it’s so easy to be in need with a girl like you.”

Trudy didn’t seem to buy my nonsense statement. She brought a foot onto the bed and tried to push back, to increase the distance and perhaps escape, but my hands were faster. I quickly bent down and wrapped my fingers around her upper thighs, pulling back and out, opening the girl’s crotch for my viewing pleasure.

No, not just for viewing. It was easy to crush my throbbing pole into the heavily forested region between her legs, allowing Trudy’s lush wet slit to envelop my dick. It felt wonderful and I was tempted to just pull back and fill her, but I paused. Not sure why. My cock and balls badly needed a hard selfish rampage through the girl’s snatch, but that quick glance down showed me a long glistening river of pink within her hairy twat.

Both girls in my recent past always enjoyed having me go down on them. I felt the same, the taste of a girl’s lusty secretions being like nectar, and the act of making a girl moan as I nibbled on her clit was always a real turn-on as well. Even before my knees hit the floor, I pulled up on Trudy’s ass and buried my face between her thighs, my imagination filling my head with thoughts of what Trisha’s twat would taste like.

The girl was warm and wet and after a quick fuck of her hole with my tongue, my teeth and lips quickly found Trudy’s clit and I went to work. Sure, she struggled for the first minute, but when she found she couldn’t escape my grasp, she lay back and quickly came to enjoy what I was doing. I did have an issue with the amount of hair between her legs, the forest almost being too thick to snake my tongue through, but I pushed such concerns aside and focused on nibbling and tonguing the girl’s clit and increasingly wet slit. Before long Trudy’s hands were caressing my head and she was pushing her hips up, trying to increase the action I was giving her with my tongue.

I of course wished it was Trisha I was eating out, but at the moment my cock didn’t really care. Slowly standing, my cum-wet mouth giving loud wet kisses to Trudy’s stomach and tits and neck, I pushed my straining cock back within Trudy’s forested valley. It was so easy. I swear the girl lifted her hips just enough for her hole to suck in my dick. Yet just after I impaled her on those first few inches, her hands rose to push on my shoulders, her words telling me to wait. I didn’t listen. I’d done just this same thing to the girl a week before, so she should have known the outcome.

Trudy’s initial grunt filled the room as I pushed the leading hood of my cock deeper into her. The girl was hot, wet and hot, her sexual liquids oozing out of her hole as I pushed deeper into her. Holding her ass tight to the edge of the bed, all she could do is groan again as I lay down on her and begin a nice simple fuck.

Very simple. With my feet firmly planted on the floor and with my chest covering her head, I was able to use the springing action of the mattress to quickly bring myself to my desired goal. Not too quick, maybe three or four minutes of fucking before my orgasm overwhelmed me, but that initial fuck was for my pleasure only. It was nice to hear Trudy’s moans mix with the nasty wet slapping together of our bodies. I was mindful not to crush her with my much larger torso, but all I really wanted was to push hard and deep inside the girl’s hole and fill her pussy with all the anger and lust and need every young man carries with him.

My own groan of completion and moan of pleasure accompanied the many jets of cum I pumped into Trudy. At the same time her hands came around and held me, embracing me as she gave vocal recognition of what I was delivering inside of her, saying only, “Oh my god,” over and over again.

As I settled into her, Trudy actually opened her knees a bit, one leg even coming up to twist around my own as I ground my hips into her thighs. Again, in my mind, that wasn’t the kind of thing a virgin would do. No doubt the girl had lots of boys on the side, but more on that later.

For the following few minutes we just lay together, saying nothing, myself only mindful of how wonderful it was to cum inside a girl. Yet I was aware also that Trudy was trying to keep the action doing, using her own body to bounce into the bed and back up into me, not so subtly trying to fuck the half-hard dick that remained inside of her.

That felt nice, but I’d gotten mine, had released a generous portion of my own liquid needs inside of Trudy’s feminine flesh, and I only looked forward to what more the girl could provide me. I really wanted to tell Trudy what a wonderful fuck she was, of how she had a pussy capable of making half the school happy every night of the week. Her body and face might not be up to the standards most guys expect of a week-end date, but if she left her panties at home and showed a willingness to bend over a guy’s back seat or couch, she’d never spend a minute of the weekend alone.

Instead of waxing nasty and mean about what boys would most love about her, I tried to re-engage my larger head and use my brain, thinking of how I could make use of the girl well into the future. With a kiss to the top of her head, I made an attempt to show I actually cared a little about her.

“Trudy. God but that was wonderful. It’s wonderful being inside of you, of cuming inside you.”

Silence from Trudy, apart from her deep breaths, her leg dropping to the side of the bed, but her hands stayed wrapped around my back.

“Yeah,” I continued. “So nice to be with you again. You sure it felt okay? I know I kind of lost control and might have pushed in kind of deep. Was it okay for you?”

She gave a light pat to my back, followed by a short few words.

“Yeah. It’s okay.”

Given that Trudy wasn’t cussing me out, I didn’t pause in thinking about what more this very welcome cock fucking slut could do for me. Putting a knee up on the bed while reluctantly pulling my well exercised dick out from her hole, I told Trudy to scoot back. She was probably thinking I was going to lay and cuddle with her. That was something Ronnie had always wanted, but my lust and selfish need to use her remained high. I wanted to make use of Trudy while I had her naked body under me, but first a few words to put her in a more pliant frame of mind.

“Really nice to be with you again, Trudy. You know I’ve missed you, every day. I looked outside every day hoping to see you. You’re the reason I came here, not Trisha.”

Trudy’s eyes remained closed but she smiled and then said, “Yeah, well its not like I can just go knocking on your door and asking to be serviced. Not that I was looking for you today. Sure didn’t expect you to come walking by.”

“Well, I hope you don’t mind the ends allowing my means to be forgiven. I needed you and just didn’t want all the words to get in the way. It was good, right? Didn’t you get something out of it?”

“You mean like getting thrown on my bed and cussed out for being the school slut and then filling me with enough sperm to impregnate the entire city? That was good? Those kinds of means should be okay because you think all girls like having a guy’s dick shoved between their legs? Really?”

We were laying on her bed, almost face to face, Trudy still embracing my back while I had one hand down to stroke her ass. I didn’t appreciate the girl’s sarcasm, but I also didn’t want to argue, so I tried to keep talking without forcing any particular point, a pliant and willing pussy being my only real goal.

“How about my tongue? You seemed to enjoy that. Have any of your earlier guys done that? You’re delicious you know. Really tasty and sweet.”

I could sense Trudy’s eyebrows come together when she asked, “You liked that, huh? Um, it was nice. Kind of nasty but, yeah, it felt good. And I told you I don’t have a boyfriend.”

“Hard to believe,” I said, though I was thinking that the girl still had the most fuckable pussy in the city. “And I absolutely enjoyed tasting you again.”

Then my selfish needs rose up and I maneuvered Trudy into doing my bidding.

“I know I’m not as sweet, but I also love to feel your mouth on me. Just for a few minutes, please kiss me. Suck on me just a little.”

I didn’t give Trudy a chance to argue and push away. I pushed down on her head as I scooted my ass up, placing my slightly softened and very sticky cock before her face. Using one hand, I maneuvered my hardening pole and pushed in, moaning in appreciation as I felt Trudy’s lips wrap around the soft bulbous tip of my cock.

I had both hands holding Trudy’s hair, controlling her head as I began a shallow fuck of her mouth. No need to push deep. I was sexually sated but really wanted to watch and feel the girl as she sucked on my dick and was forced to swallow down all the cum and secretions I’d just pulled out of her twat.

Not as many teeth as the week before. Nice to know the girl was learning how to suck as well as fuck, and I really enjoyed listening to Trudy suck and swallow as she hardened me up for another round of sex. Throwing my knee over her head, I selfishly pushed in a little deeper, telling Trudy to relax her throat and see how deep she could take me.

I was thinking that if her throat could loosen and match the fuckable qualities of her cunt, then she’d be able to make enough money on the streets to retire rich and happy by the age of 30. Musing about how much nicer it would be if it was Trisha sucking me to another climax, my eyes focused on a corner of Trudy’s room.

At first nothing special. A dresser with girl stuff on it, the corner of the room by the bed with some throw pillows on the floor, and then a full-length mirror on the wall. With a towel on the floor. And then my eyes went back to the pillows. Something was sticking out from under one of the pillows, maybe about four inches worth, an odd blue and sort of textured and just the right width and partial length to be considered phallic like. Like, a phallus, or dildo.

To be clear, up to that time, I’d never seen a dildo except in some triple X video. Like all guys, I imagined all girls played around with bananas and cucumbers, screwing themselves silly while playing sweet virgin with all the guys in town. That’s what I thought, and though I’d never seen or held a dildo, I absolutely knew that the vibrant blue thing sticking out from under that pillow was Trudy’s best friend in the whole world.

My cock hardened and grew an inch, my suspicions about Trudy not being an innocent little virgin being confirmed. Well, perhaps a virgin in terms of never having been reamed by a flesh and blood cock until I forced one into her the week before, but there was now no doubt that Trudy was a hot and lusty sexual being with as much of a need to fuck and be fucked as any other high school kid.

Trudy began to gag on the amount of cock I’d pushed down her throat, so I pulled back, releasing the fistfuls of hair I’d been controlling her head with.

“Sorry, Trudy. You’re so good, I got carried away again. Here. Let me stand by the side and let you have more control. I’ll stand by the bed and you kneel there, on the bed. Just bend down a little and give me a little suck.”

I really didn’t give Trudy much choice, rolling her over and forcing her to kneel before me on the bed. That made it easy for me to scoop her up in my arms and pull her off the bed before placing her down on the floor. I stretched her out, laying on the girl, her head between my knees while I opened her legs up to my easy view and access.

It was nice to feel Trudy’s lips suck on my raging boner, but I was really more focused on that blue thing. It was easy to pull it out from under the pillow, the long fake dick showing itself to be everything any sex-addled woman would need to stay happy though even the coldest of nights. I only took a few seconds to inspect the thing. Soft, firm but pliable, even textured, but not as thick as I’d thought, my hand easily wrapping around it. It was also sticky, as though having been recently used, and it was easy to imagine what Trudy had been doing just before I showed up.

Another second of attention made me realize the length of rubbery goodness had a weird base, like a set of fake balls, and on the bottom was what was obviously a suction cup. Obviously for use on the mirror which was only inches from my head. I was even able to see some round suction marks about a foot off the floor, showing me Trudy’s preferred place for her plaything.

My brain was burning with lust and ill intent and my cock had hardened so much it hurt. Without any concern for what Trudy felt or wanted, it was easy to position the weird tip of the rubber dildo within her open legs and push in. Slowly, not hard and fast, just an inch or so before pulling back. Trudy paused in the wonderful suction she was giving to my real-life dong, but when I pushed the dildo in a little deeper, maybe three or four inches, she stiffened and tried to fight me off.

“No. Damnit Louis. No.”

She kicked her legs out and tried to roll me off, but I was much too heavy. Pushing Trudy’s legs wide, it was easy to push the long length of rubber almost all the way inside of her. Some white goo oozed out, my own very real viscous cream being forced out of the girl’s very accommodating twat.

Trudy finally stopped struggling, her legs kicking out but remaining wide as I began to fuck the girl. It was sort of a teenage fantasy, being able to fuck a girl with a dildo, and though I would have preferred to have Trisha under me and squealing with delight, just being able to live out the unrealistic and illicit act with a slut like Trudy was a real turn on.

In my defense, I didn’t just shove the thing in and fuck her hole. With her trapped under my larger body, I was able to diddle Trudy’s clit with one hand while giving her only a shallow fuck with the first half of the rubbery phallus. Did that for a minute, just enjoying the sight of seeing the thing disappear into Trudy. Then I decided to up the game and force Trudy to show me what a slut she really was.

Pushing the blue length of rubber almost all the way inside of Trudy’s seemingly bottomless hole, I carefully slid off of her. I had her roll toward me, onto her hands and knees, her low moans turning into a groan as I tried to push the blue balls up into her ass.

“No. Damn. Too deep. Pull back a little.”

“Oh. Guess this dildo of yours is too long. Makes me the perfect length for you. Right?”

“Damnit Louis. None of your business. You asshole.”

Trudy groaned again, head lowering to the carpet, making it easy for me to arrange her knees and ass to be lined up with the mirror on the wall. With an arm around Trudy’s torso, I pushed her back, pressing the base of her blue dildo into the mirror. Trudy’s butt cheeks pressed against the mirror and she groaned again, straining against me and trying to pull back.

I held her there, all six or maybe eight inches of the thing buried deep inside of her, but then relaxed my hold and allowed her to pull back. It was a real turn on to watch the wet rubbery dick appear from inside of the girl, but I made sure she wasn’t able to fully escape the blue demon she was impaled upon.

“That’s it Trudy. Now back. Go back a little. I want to watch you fuck yourself. Let’s see how you do it when I’m not around.”

She groaned and struggled, but after using all of my strength to force her back a couple of times, Trudy finally accepted her place in the order of sex and all the perverted needs of teenage boys like me.

“That’s it, Trudy. Just do what you always do. Back and forth, slow and easy. Or do you like it hard and rough? Hard for me to say. Show me what you like, what gives you the most pleasure.”

Trudy was shivering, her body shaking, but she obeyed. I smiled as I watched the girl envelop the entire length of the artificial male organ, her ass slowly pushing into the bottom portion of the mirror. I eased the pressure I had on her shoulders and Trudy pulled herself off the wall, her vaginal lips reluctantly releasing the entire length of cum-slathered blue rubber she’d been impaled upon.

“Good girl. Now back. Just do what feels good for you. Pretend it’s a favorite boy in class. How’d you like to fuck him?”

I kept a hand on Trudy’s waist, another on her neck, just reminding her that I still had control, but it was totally on her own that she began a simple if shallow fuck of that dildo. Maybe just three inches in before retracting, her head falling to the floor as she kept her ass high while keeping up the back and forth movement.

I was so turned on I didn’t even try to get Trudy to suck me off. Instead, I dipped a hand under her stomach and pushed my fingers into her leaking snatch. She groaned as I began playing with her clit, quickening her hip movements while pressing her head tighter against my knee.

It wasn’t easy to keep that up, not for me, but just as my hand was threatening to cramp, my fingers tiring even as they were being slathered with vaginal cum, Trudy’s moans began to rise in pitch. I almost jumped when Trudy bit my leg, my flesh muffling her scream. My eyes were mesmerized by the sight of her ass dancing back and forth and up and down, playing with the sex toy that had given her so much pleasure. Even as her ass settled into a slow shallow fuck of the mirror, my hand filled with the flood of secretions coming from the girl’s overwhelming climax. Yeah, maybe I was an asshole for forcing the girl to do this in front of me, but I had no doubts that she did the same thing every night when the lights were out.

My selfish desires took over, and as I pushed Trudy back, impaling the girl on the entire length of her dildo I said, “Fuck it Trudy. Fuck it hard. Imagine half the school lining up to fuck you. There’s not another girl around who can fuck like you. Admit it. You like to fuck. No way I’m going another day without fucking you into the ground and making you say you like it.”

Trudy only replied to my nasty comments with a series of grunts, one for every couple of thrusts back onto the dildo with her ass. Watching her reminded me of my own needs. Pulling back, I lifted Trudy’s shoulders from the rug, her ass still connected to the mirror, and pushed my throbbing hard dick into her mouth. It was nice, but she was still shaking, still coming down from her orgasm. She really wasn’t in the mood to suck me to completion, turning her head away after only a minute of cleaning me off.

Fine. There was a ready and willing hole overflowing with girlie cum I could bury myself into. As she slowed and pulled her ass away from the mirror, her head and shoulders slumping onto the floor, I slowly pulled back on Trudy, literally pulling her off of her favorite toy. She didn’t help or hinder me as I turned her around, placing her head onto the newly wet towel by the wall. Lifting her ass high, hands pulling up on her pelvis, I groaned in appreciation as I embedded my cock inside of the hottest and most lush piece of paradise ever created for the use of boys like me.

Trudy hardly reacted, even after a dozen long deep strokes into her. That’s when I slowed and reached forward, pulling up on her shoulders and told her what else I wanted her to do.

“Suck it, Trudy. What you fuck you should also suck. That blue cock of yours is still hard and covered with your cum. Suck it.”

She didn’t fight me, not that I gave her much chance to. Pushing deep into her rear, I continued my rampage through the girl’s already well-violated pussy and smiled when she opened her mouth and took in the first few inches of the dildo. It really was dripping from her secretions, and I secretly got off on thinking about Trudy enjoying the same nectar I’d been sipping from her a half-hour before.

That was fun, fucking Trudy while watching her attempt to give a blow job to the rubbery dick, but my own second climax was rising. Pulling back a little further, I enjoyed the sight of Trudy’s wet ass, my cock magically disappearing inside of her. I almost finished the job right then, adding another hundred million rapacious warriors to the masculine seed I’d just blown up her hole, but then I paused. There she was, helpless, drinking down her own cum, her ass raised high for me to make use of. That was the one part of Trudy I hadn’t fucked, and I decided to seal the deal and lay claim to every part of the girl.

Pulling my dripping dick all the way out of Trudy, her pussy lips holding tight to me all the way to the end, it was an easy thing to line myself up with her anus and push down.

Trudy wasn’t able to groan much because of the mouthful of rubber, but her legs kicked out and back, showing obvious surprise if not annoyance at my laying claim to her ass. In her struggles she somehow pulled her mouth away from the blue dick but as I buried myself ever deeper inside of her, all I could hear from her was long low groans.

For me it was an intense sexual pleasure and I didn’t know if Trudy would ever give me a second chance. Ronnie never got into the act so I kept it polite and shallow for her the few times she allowed me to ream her rear. With Trudy I felt no compunction about being nice. In my mind, the girl had probably fucked her blue friend in both holes every night of the week. Unlike with Ronnie, there wasn’t a problem in pushing in, plenty of lubrication surrounding Trudy’s ass, and my cock had pulled out a lot of cum and cream from her vaginal sheath. No, hot pussy remained the best, but for that moment it was a sexual blast to be fucking the girl’s ass.

Anyway, I pushed in and held on as Trudy struggled, my cock making easy headway into her rectum. I’m sure I could have gone balls-deep, as in all the way, but I was already on the edge. Just another half-dozen thrusts in and I climaxed. I collapsed onto Trudy, hips still working to push ever deeper as my body pressed Trudy into the rug. My head rested on one of those throw pillows in the corner, my mind focused on the joys of unloading my balls into a girl.