Chapter 11: Busted Again

I woke up the next morning in Bob’s bed, I was feeling quite a bit better after finally sleeping off the effects of all the booze those boys had fed me. I liked feeling better of course, but I also liked the feeling I had when I was drunk, so maybe it might be something I would do again, I am always looking for something that takes away the painful memories I have of verbal abuse, and the teasing. Another thing that is painful to think about is the loss of my dad at such a young age.

I laid there awake, totally naked, and then realized that Bob was in bed beside me. He wasn’t naked though; he was in his flannel pajamas and just waking up. “Good morning, Bob.” I said to him as he realized how close he was to me.

“Good morning, Rachel, how are you this morning?” he asked. I answered him with: “I am feeling much better, that swim last night and a good night’s sleep seem to have made a world of difference.” Then I felt Bob’s hand move over my belly and down to my hairy crotch. “What are you doing Bob?” I asked him.

Bob didn’t answer at first, then after a hesitation he said: “I don’t know Rachel, I just thought I could, you know, maybe feel your pussy.” I answered him sternly: “Bob, you know the rules, we have talked about it, you can’t just have me whenever you want to, it just doesn’t work that way.”

Bob answered: “I know Rachel, but I don’t have any money right now, and I would love to have you this morning.” he said pleadingly.

“Bob, do you have a fucking boner?” I asked him, and then I moved my hand down to his crotch and felt his cock through his pajamas, and sure enough, Bob was as hard as a rock, he had a boner. Then I said to him “Okay Bob, but you owe me, okay.”

Bob excitedly said: “Of course Rachel, I will get you the money real soon.”

“Okay Bob, but I want you to make me feel really good this morning, do you understand?” I took Bob’s hand and moved it over my clit and told him to massage it gently until he could tell I was feeling how good it felt. Bob went from just running his fingers through my thick pussy hair, to massaging my clit, and he was doing a nice job, making me feel really good. I reached over and took his cock into my hands and slowly began jerking him off slowly, Bob was getting excited. I asked him to move his finger to my hole and finger fuck me, he was a little surprised, but with the guidance of my free hand, he found the hole and began to finger fuck that cunt hole of mine. Bob was getting better at it, and he did get me extremely worked up.

I began to moan, probably louder than I should have, but it felt good, Bob was getting much better at making me feel excited. I hadn’t expected to be this excited, in fact I hadn’t expected anything that morning. Bob’s fingers kept penetrating my pussy hole, and it was good, it was really good, and I was ready, I was ready for Bob to fuck me.

“Okay Bob, fuck me now, give me that hard fucking cock, fuck me, fuck your little slut.” my words were purposeful, I wanted it, and I knew he did too. My moaning was louder than it should have been, so loud in fact that Bob’s mom heard me and had made her way to the bedroom door, the door was slightly ajar, and she stopped and looked through the small opening, just in time to see Bob pull his pajama bottoms down and mount my naked body. She didn’t say a word, but she did stand and watch as her son mounted my nude body.

With the help of my guiding hand, Bob’s hard cock made its way into my needy cunt, and he began fucking me, up and down he went, as he too began moaning, he was enjoying every stroke of his hard cock penetrating the girl that he wanted as his own. I was moaning as well, we needed each other, and Bob was making me feel better than he usually did. Bob was good, his pace had me turned on and in need of more, I told him: “Oh Bob, that feels so good, fuck me Bob, keep fucking me, you have me so fucking horny.”

Bob’s mom must have been shocked, maybe even getting turned on herself as she watched her son fuck me, I was so horny, “Cum in me Bob, shoot your fucking load deep into my needy fucking cunt Bob.” I was begging for it, as I felt that I would soon have my own orgasm.

Just then’ Bob said he was about to cum in me, and I encouraged him to do so, a few more strokes and then we both reached our orgasms, his cum filling my wet hole, my orgasm, although not a really wet one, felt tremendous.

“That was nice Bob, that was so fucking good, you are learning fast, and you are so good.” Then I heard his mother say: “Learning fast? And just how often has Bob been fucking you, Rachel?”

I was shocked as I looked over at his mother standing in the doorway, she was wearing an almost see thru negligee. It was very sexy. Bob quickly pulled his pajama bottom back up to hide his cock.

“I already told you that Bob had been fucking me, I told you that yesterday, this morning I didn’t want it, but Bob had such a hard boner, and I knew he was horny, so I gave it to him, and I must say, he is getting good.” I told her.

“Yes, you both made that very obvious, look Rachel, I really don’t mind, he is sixteen now, and most guys that I ever knew were sexually active at that age, but you really should try to be a little more discreet, I mean you were both pretty loud.” she said with a slight giggle. She continued: “Why don’t you go and have a shower, then come for breakfast and we will see if we can find you something to wear, I know I don’t have a bra big enough for you, but the rest I think we can find.”

I was still laying on the bed, in full view of her, completely nude with some of Bob’s cum dripping out of my soaked pussy hole, I responded: “A shower does sound good to me, so does breakfast, and maybe even a dip in the pool. By the way, your lingerie looks very sexy; I like it a lot.”