Chapter 3

Billy’s head rolled aside and his eyes caught sight of the picture on the big screen again. He sighed deeply in pleasure, his hand reaching out to pat Julie’s thigh under her skirt. Julie accepted his pat, like a well-loved dog might accept a pat on the head from its master. She sat staring at Billy’s face while he watched the movie.

She noted his full attention to the action up there, his total absorption with the events of the movie. Slowly, she let her own attention drift to the screen, and began taking mental notes, glancing now and then toward Billy when she heard him moan or gasp at something that had just happened in the film. It was a highly enlightening session for the teenager learning what would please her man, as she was beginning to think of Billy.

Only she wasn’t certain that she could force herself to let him do to her what the men in the movie were doing to that poor young girl!

Oh, my golly!

SCHOOLGIRLS IN BONDAGE ended with the young girl smiling lustfully into the camera as her face was jerked backward and forward by the motion of the hard assfucking she was getting.

Billy took a deep breath as the screen went dark, and turned his head to look at Julie.

The teen smiled weakly at the boy. Her pretty face was blushing, her whole body felt hot and constricted by her embarrassment at the subject of the film, the bondage and screwing of a young girl like herself!

“Good flick,” Billy said.

“I guess so,” Julie told him, shrugging a little.

The seventeen-year-old boy reached out casually and began rubbing the back of his hand over Julie’s breasts, feeling the silken friction between her blouse and her training bra.

Julie hunched her shoulders, pulling her titties back away from the boy’s touch.

“Hey, baby, after that terrific blow job, what’s the hassle with a little feel?”

Julie blushed harder and moved again into her corner. She was having second thoughts about what she’d done with Billy’s cock, taking it into her mouth and sucking it dry. She was absolutely certain her reputation as a “good” girl had been irrevocably destroyed by her behavior in the back seat of the car. Billy was sure to spread the word about the fine blow job he’d gotten from the girl, and now it would haunt her for the rest of her life!

Julie felt like crying! What a vile thing she had done!

A few salty tears slipped from her big bright blue eyes and trickled down over her pretty cheeks.

Billy watched her without a word.

He didn’t mind watching a pretty girl crying. He felt his prick rising as Julie’s tears began to flow more freely down her face, dropping wetly onto the front of her tight white blouse over her big boobie mounds. As her blouse and bra became wet with her tears, Billy could see Julie’s dark brown nipples!

Julie let her tears flow for a few more minutes, until she heard all around her the sound of the second movie coming on. Through her hands, she took a peek at Billy. He had turned his attention to the film, ignoring her tears and distress.

Oh, darn it all! she shouted in her mind Why can’t you take me in your arms and comfort me, you creep!

But Julie couldn’t understand that Billy was no more familiar with how to deal with girls like her than she was with how to deal with boys like him.

Her tears subsided, she wiped her cheeks with the backs of her wrists, then, pouting very obviously and sighing loud and often, she crossed her arms over her chest and settled down in her corner, determined to watch the movie and totally ignore Billy, no matter what!

If he could treat her like this, she could treat him even worse! She could ... well, she could ... she didn’t know what she could do to get even with him, but she began to think hard about the problem.

If Billy told stories about her behavior here, then she could tell stories about him!

Yes! She could tell the girls that Billy was off his cookies, that he wanted her to suck his cock--and here she could make such a face of distaste and horror that the girls would simply have to believe her!--but of course, she refused! And yes, Norma had told the truth, she would tell them. Billy wanted to tie her up and feel her up and make her do all sorts of Disgusting Vile Naughty Filthy Sexy things! But of course, she refused!

Refused!

But as these thoughts began to take on clearer and clearer form, as her mind began to bring into focus the sharper details of what she could say, she found her nipples growing firm and hard and begin to tingle with such lovely pleasure!

And her tight cunt began to leak such a sweet perfume!

She sighed loudly and glanced at Billy, hoping he was watching the sexy shifting of her long legs.

But he was staring wide-eyed at the film. On the screen, an incredibly beautiful young girl was hanging from the overhead beam in a dungeon, stripped to the waist, her lovely large knockers bouncing wildly with each hard blow of the torturer’s thick whip!

And Billy was eating it up!

Julie could see the bulge throbbing in his pants!

Why wasn’t he holding her? Why wasn’t he trying to touch her tits or feel up under her skirt or even just kiss her? What the fuck was wrong with her!

Oh! OH! OHHHHH!

She had never said that terrible word before!

But now, she whispered it again, very quietly to herself.

Fuck.

She lifted her right hand up and let her fingers stroke ever so lightly over the swollen nubbin of her nipple! It sent electric shocks of pure sex ripping through her breast! Pure fucking sex! FUCKING! Come on, you stupid creep! Why the fuck don’t you try to fuck my cunthole?

Julie tightened her thighs as hard as she could to feel the sweet sensations coursing into her clit, sensations that were compounded by the stroking and pulling and pinching of her fingers at her own tiny sensitive nipple!

She moaned, very quietly. Her long hair slipped back and forth over her shoulders as she let her head roll from side to side, closed her eyes and brought her other hand up to her left breast and began massaging hard, clutching and cupping and mashing her small mounds hard in a rising frenzy of girlish innocent lust!

As her head turned in its rolling toward Billy, she blinked her eyes open very briefly, just to see if he was watching her yet, and was pleased to see that he was!

She parted her full lips a tiny bit and slipped her tongue out to wet them, keeping her sweet face turned toward Billy.

He was drooling!

It suddenly struck Julie that what she was doing here in the car, for herself and for Billy, was exactly what Jerry wanted to watch her do for him!

And the thought of having Jerry watch her caress her own big boobies--maybe even her bare boobies! brought the girl to even greater heights of personal pleasure, pleasure that found its focus in both of her burning nipples and her tight seeping clit!

“Go, baby!” Billy whispered harshly. The violent action up on the screen had been completely forgotten by both young people.

“Oh, Billy!” Julie gasped. “This feels so good!”

“Let me!” he said, leaning toward her, reaching out for her breasts with both hands curled like claws!

“No!” she shouted at him. “You just sit there and watch!”

Billy was shaking with desire for this beautiful morsel of masturbating girlhood, but he forced himself to stay back, to only watch.

Julie was extremely pleased that she had taken the boy’s attention away from the vicious whipping on the screen. Such painful torture really upset her and she didn’t want that to ever happen to her!

She wanted this to happen to her!

Her own hands teasing her own nipples! And Billy, forcing her hands away, taking her tits in his hands and mashing and crushing them into mounds of aching lust!

But Billy was simply watching!

Damn you! Julie cried in her mind. Damn you, Billy! Take me! Make me! Force me!

FUCK MEEE!

The word, shouted madly in her brain and echoing loudly through the almost thoughtless haze of her rising sexual pleasure in her own breast massaging, startled the girl, made her shudder at her own boldness, her blatant tease!

Her breathing was ragged.

Her heart was pounding with excitement!

Her nipples ached to be bared to the clawing scratching relief of the young boy’s fingers!

And her tight virgin cunthole was steaming, dripping wet!

Julie felt the moisture seeping down along the bare skin of her thighs above the tops of the stockings, wetting her flesh with sweat and girlish lubrication, sweet smelling and slippery and wonderful!

She moaned, threw her head back against the seat and clutched her titties hard, finding her hard nipple nubbins through the material of her silken bra and pulling them away from the softer plumpness of her fat boobies and rolling them, pulling them, pinching them between her thumbs and forefingers.

“Ohhhhhhhh...”

Billy was gulping hard and literally drooling on himself with lust to feel his girlfriend’s big titties, to see those sweet mounds bared, to suck them into his mouth and bite them and tongue them and tease them... !

But look! What the fuck was the kid doing now?

Julie was slipping her left hand slowly down the front of her tiny tight body, down over her taut tummy to the soft material of her skirt, downward over her firm thigh to the hem of the skirt, and under!