Shoplifting Has Its Consequences
Copyright© 2025 by Rachel 42
Chapter 16: The Dance
True Story Sex Story: Chapter 16: The Dance - A young teen is caught shoplifting and pays the price.
Caution: This True Story Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Teenagers Blackmail Fiction True Story Incest First Masturbation Petting Squirting
Mom and I had spent a wonderful day at the beach yesterday, and this morning I woke up feeling good about the way things were going. A couple of things went through my mind about Jean, Mike and Bob. I wondered if Jean had allowed Mike to use her ass for his sexual gratification and to help mend their relationship. I wondered if she enjoyed it, and I wondered if it was something they may continue to do. I knew that if I asked, she would be willing to talk to me about it, and I wanted to know.
I laid in bed, mom was awake beside me, and we both decided to get up. Mom rolled out of bed first and walked into the kitchen to make the coffee. I got out of bed right after her, and walked into the kitchen as I normally did, still naked, just like mom. There was no sign of Roger yet, he liked to sleep in, and again this morning, he was doing just that.
Mom looked at me sitting across the table from her and I could tell that something was on her mind. “What is it mom, I can tell that you have something on your mind, so spit it out.”
She looked and with a smile asked me: “Rachel, yesterday you brought up anal sex, and I was wondering if that is something you have thought about, have you had anal sex yet? Have you thought about having anal sex?”
I smiled and told her the truth: “No mom, I have never had anal sex, and as of now, I don’t really feel like I am ready for it. No guys have tried to do it with me, and I am fine with that. I do want to ask Bob’s mom Jean, if she went through with it and if she enjoyed it or not though.”
Mom continued: “I was just curious Rachel, I know that you have been engaging in a lot of sex recently, and that’s okay as long as you keep yourself safe, some guys get horny and if you aren’t willing to go all the way, some men get out of control and take it by force, so be careful baby, I don’t want you to get hurt.”
I answered her: “I know you care about me mom, I have been careful, and I did learn a lesson when I went with that group of boys and at that rock festival. I will be careful mom.”
After chatting with mom and having coffee together, we both went back to the bedroom and got dressed. I left the house and went down to the river to where I liked to sit and think. I knew I wanted to see Jean a little later, but first I just sat on the rock and stared into the river, it was a very nice day, I was able to wear shorts and a tank top and still be warm.
After a while I began walking towards Bob’s house, then I ran into a girl I knew from school, her name was Laura, she was nice, didn’t ever tease me or anything like that. She was one of the girls that was quiet but pleasant. She was kind of shy, but her body was in good shape, she had average boobs, and a nice smile. Long brown hair and didn’t use much make-up.
I stopped and we chatted for a short while, and then she asked me if I was going to the teen dance that night. I told her that I really didn’t know much about it, so I wasn’t really planning on it.
She suggested that we go together, and maybe we could get some alcohol and have a good time. I was a little shocked at her suggestion, but at the same time I was interested. I liked the feeling of having a little alcohol, it made me feel fuzzy and loose. So, I told her that I would love to go to the teen dance with her.
She said she thought she might be able to get some alcohol but wasn’t sure. I told her that I knew I could get some, knowing that Jean or my mom would get it for me if I asked. We agreed to meet up later that evening and go to the teen dance together, we would meet down by my rock by the river, have a few shots of alcohol and then go to the dance.
I left Laura, we would both see if we could get some alcohol and meet down by the river about seven o’clock that night. I walked towards Bob’s house, curious to see how Jean had made out the previous night with her husband Mike.
When I got to the house, Jean was sitting out by the pool wearing one of her many bikinis, both Bob and Mike were out, so I knew I could have a good and honest conversation with her. I wasted no time at all in popping the question: “Well Jean, tell me about last night, did you let Mike have your ass?”
Jean smiled and answered: “Yes Rachel, I did, and it was so much better than I expected. We went to the bedroom; I had a lot of lubricant to use on my ass and on his cock to make sure it was good and lubricated. We kissed a lot, and I sucked his cock for several minutes, and trust me Rachel, Mike loves having his cock sucked. He then went down on me and not only licked my clit, but he also played with me ass, teasing it I guess you would say, fingering it gently and applying lube to it as he pushed his finger deeper into my asshole.
He had me so fucking horny Rachel, I was so needy, and his cock was so fucking hard, we were both ready, so I got on all fours, my ass in the air, and he applied more lubricant to my ass and I had already stroked his cock with lubricant, and I waited, and then I felt his big fucking cock slowly enter my asshole, he was so gentle, he made me want more and more of his cock, but he was so slow, so careful not to hurt me, and then he gave it one final push and his cock was all the way up my ass. I loved it, and he loved it.
I interrupted to ask if it really was her first time.
She answered: “Yes Rachel, it was my first time, but I can tell you that it won’t be my last, I loved it, Rachel. I loved the feeling of his hard cock slamming me from behind, he started fucking me faster. I was telling him how much I loved the feeling of his cock up my ass; I kept telling him that I wanted more. It was so fucking good Rachel, so fucking good. Then he filled me with his hot cum and that also felt wonderful, I really don’t know why it took so long, but last night was great. Mike loved it too, and we will definitely do it again.
I smiled and said: “So, do you think that your relationship will keep getting better, is he going to completely forgive you for having the affair, or is he going to keep wanting me or other women until he feels he is even?”
“Honestly Rachel, I don’t care, if he needs to screw you or other women, then I know he deserves that, so I won’t mind, especially if it’s like it was the other night with you, where we can all be together, nothing behind the others back, no secrets, If he wants you, and you don’t mind, then I’m all for it.” she paused and then said: “I love him Rachel, I should never have had that affair, but I did, and I can’t change that, but I can do everything I can to make him happy, and you make him happy Rachel.”
I looked at her and said: “Jean, you look great, he should be happy with yourself, and I am sure that he is, but he is probably going to want to do other chicks, and I think you like watching him fuck other chicks, don’t you?”
Jean answered me: “Honestly, yes, I do, I enjoyed watching him fuck you the other night, and I enjoyed masturbating as he did. I am also glad that Bob knows what is going on so that we don’t have to have these conversations behind his back, we are both so glad that you came into his life and then ours. You’re a part of the family Rachel.”
“Can I ask a favor of you Jean, I mean it’s something I have never asked a person before, but a girlfriend of mine and I are going to the teen dance tonight, and we would like some alcohol, and I was wondering if you could get me some.” I asked.
She answered: “Of course Rachel, anything baby, I would do almost anything for you, I think you know that.” she got up, and we went together to her liquor cabinet. She pulled out a full bottle of vodka and handed it to me. “Here Rachel, this should be able to get you and your friend pretty drunk, so have fun.”
I took the bottle, placed it on the table and looked at her, without knowing why, I just wanted to feel her tits, they looked so good under that skimpy bikini, so I asked: “Can I feel your tits Jean, they look so amazing.”
“Only if I can feel you too Rachel.” she laughed and unhooked the top of her bikini. I pulled my tank top off and then reached around and undid my bra, we hugged and somehow found a way to feel each other up. I loved what was happening, and I knew she did too. It probably could have went a lot further, but we both pulled away, kissed each other on the lips and she said: “I love you.” and i returned the comment to her.
I stepped back and put my bra and top back on after we hugged and caressed for several minutes, picked up the bottle and turned and walked away, saying: “Thanks Jean.”
I left her home and began walking back to the river, I was going to hide the bottle down by the rock I would sit on. It was getting late in the afternoon, so I wanted to hide the bottle, go back home to have some dinner and then get dressed and meet my friend Laura for a fun night out.
I got home to find myself home alone, both Roger and mom had gone out somewhere, so I found myself something to eat, and then decided to go to my room and spend some quality time with my toy. I got undressed and laid back on the bed, I reached down with my hand and began rubbing it through the thick hair on my pussy, it felt good, I knew I was going to masturbate myself, but first I just wanted to play with myself, tease myself a little. I allowed my middle finger to go inside of my vaginal passage, it felt good, really good.
As much as I loved to have a penis in me, and feel the hardness of a man’s cock, sometimes it was nice to just please myself, knowing exactly what I wanted, how I wanted it, and I could do it at my own pace.
Once I felt the moistness of my pussy, I reached over and picked up my vibrator, turned it on and placed it against my clitty. It felt good immediately, I obviously needed to please myself. That is exactly what happened, thinking of Jean getting her ass fucked and the excitement of the upcoming night, I got off several times very quickly. I loved fucking myself, and now with a mess down below, cum on my pussy hair and some on my legs, I got up and walked to the bathroom and took a shower. Playing with myself in the shower, like I almost always did was getting me in the mood for the night that was ahead. Finally, I had finished my business and got out of the shower and retreated to the bedroom to get dressed.
I knew that I wanted to dress very sexy, maybe even a little slutty, I has feeling horny and knew I was going to make this a good night, with any luck I would get laid, maybe even more than once.
I found a pair of red panties, I knew they might stand out and be easily noticed if I was wearing my tiny little black mini skirt, which of course I did wear. I put on my new black bra and a sexy black top that showed a lot of my cleavage, everyone would know that I didn’t wear falsies when they saw me in that top. I looked in the mirror, smiled at myself and I knew I was ready; I hoped that Laura would be dressed sexy too.
Still alone at home, I locked the door behind me as I headed out to our agreed meeting place. I got there before Laura; I looked to where I had hidden the vodka bottle and pulled it out and placed it down beside me as I sat on my favorite rock. Laura arrived a few minutes later, and as I had hoped, she had some sexy attire as well. A very short red skirt and a plaid top that showed plenty of her cleavage as well, she wasn’t as stacked as I was, but she had enough to make any of the boys want to see more.
She sat down beside me and pulled out a small bottle from her purse, it’s lemon gin she said, the boys call it panty remover, and speaking of panty remover, I can easily see your red panties, and they look so fucking hot.
I looked at her and smiled: “Panty remover hey, I don’t think I have ever had that before, shall we sample it now?”
Laura took the lid off the bottle, looked at me and then took a drink, she seemed to enjoy the taste and then she handed it over to me: “Go ahead Rachel, take a drink.” I did, and I enjoyed the taste of it. Over the next several minutes we finished off the bottle, and I knew that I was feeling the effects, and as a few more minutes passed, I knew I was drunk already.