Then her finger shot down between his legs, behind his balls, and it began to stab into his tight, puckered hole. The combination of pain and excitement pushed him over the edge. He felt his cum bubble up and out. It must have come quick, because she choked, but she kept sucking and swallowing.
He felt her pussy tighten around his tongue, and it started a series of convulsive squeezing motions. He kept his tongue shoved in her twat as far as it would go, although at times he thought it would be nipped right off. More moisture seemed to come from her pussy and mix with his saliva. It ran down his throat. She ground her pelvis so hard against his face he was afraid his nose would get broken. He also thought he heard her making sobbing sounds, but his cock was still deep in her throat. The sounds reminded him of the ones Bobbi had made in her bedroom.
After several minutes, she pulled away from him, stood up, and began to put her clothes on. She smiled at him, matter-of-factly.
"I hope you feel better now, Teddy. Of course, my way of treating your ailment might seem a little odd to a lot of people, so be a good boy and don't mention it to anyone. Not even your sister."
"I won't." He got up and dressed himself quickly.
Miss Webster led him to the door and dismissed him as though they had just been having a normal teacher-pupil talk.
"Rehearsal's over for the day. Now go home and bone up on those lines. You don't want to forget them again!"
Chapter 3
Four of Bobbi's friends were at the pajama party. Three of them, it was decided, could sleep in the bed, and two others made temporary pallets for themselves by folding quilts on the floor. They were all Bobbi's age, and all were in the same grade in junior high school.
Marcie, a pert redhead who was one of the most popular girls in her class, was Bobbi's closest friend. Jeanine and Wanda were brunettes, and looked enough alike to be sisters, but they were only close friends who shared mutual interest in science. Most of the boys considered them too "brainy" to be sexy, but Bobbi and her friends knew how much fun the girls were, despite the fact that they seemed to spend all their time reading books through their horn-rimmed glasses. The books they were reading at the moment had nothing to do with science, unless they wanted to consider them lessons in biology.
Connie Reynolds was the beautiful but dumb type, with dirty blonde hair that her mother refused to let her bleach. Her dream was to have hair the color of Bobbi's. She was a friendly, generous girl that the others took under their wing, usually to help her through examinations that she would otherwise have failed. She now studied a magazine with great interest.
Bobbi had distributed the publications she'd found in her father's bureau. So far, they had kept the girls entertained for hours. Connie stared at one of the pictures, then held the page upside down. She frowned.
"I can't tell what they're doing in this one," she said… "From upside down or rightside up, it looks impossible!"
Bobbi looked at the picture. Two men were fucking a woman at the same time. One in the front and one in the rear. The woman was taking a third man in her mouth, and holding the cocks of another pair of men. Bobbi explained what was happening, and Connie grabbed her crotch through the thin material of her baby dolls. "Owwwww! "she howled, rolling back on the bed. "I'd sure like to try that sometime! Imagine having five men at once! I'll bet I could use my feet and work it out to seven!"
The other girls laughed, while they continued to turn the pages of the books. They were all feeling flushed and excited from the photographs. None of them had seen anything this explicit before, and their heads were spinning with ideas.
Marcie Potts threw her magazine down and began to rub her small breasts roughly while she squeezed her thighs together.
"Seven!" Marcie said, almost disgusted. "I'd settle for one!"
"Hell," Jeanine said, staring at Marcie through her horn-rims, "you wouldn't know what to do with one if you had him."
"That's a lie," Marcie said, sticking her nose in the air. "I let a man crawl all over me in a movie theater once. And he was old enough to be my father!"
The girls were open-mouthed.
"Marcie," Bobbi said, "You never told me about that. And I'm your best friend!"
"I don't tell everything," Marcie replied.
"What did he do?" Connie asked.
"He took my panties down and felt me up, and then he took out his cock and made me play with it and put my mouth on it while he stuck his hand up my skirt and tried to put his fingers inside me."
"Ohhhh, gooodddddd,!" Jeanine and Wanda sighed, rolling back on the quilts on the floor. Their hands shot between their thighs and they began to rub themselves roughly up and down. "Tell us more!"
"That was about it," Marcie said. "Except that he took out a handkerchief and held it over the end of his cock and made me jerk him up and down until he came. You know, shoot off!"
All the girls howled then, and began rolling around on the bed and the floor, rubbing themselves •between their legs and kicking their feet in the air.
"Hey," Bobbi said, "we'd better quiet down! Teddy is in his room and he's bound to hear what we're talking about if we don't cool it!"
Marcie sat up suddenly and her face brightened.
"Teddy!" she cried. "Of course! I forgot he was here!"
“What about it?" Bobbi asked.
"Well," Marcie said, "after that little cock show he put on for everybody in the auditorium today, I'd sure like to take a peek under his sheets!"
"Oh, come off it, Marcie!" Bobbi said indignantly. "He's my own brother!"
“Well, he isn't my brother!" Marcie answered.
"He isn't mine, either," Connie said, jumping to her feet. "And I think he's just about the cutest thing I've ever seen!"
"I do too!" Jeanine agreed, also jumping up. "That Webster woman must have noticed that he had a hard-on, because she hustled him back to her office so fast she almost fell over the piano going after him."
"That's right," Wanda added. "I wonder just what kind of examination he got in that little hideout of hers."
"Oh, please!" Bobbi said. "She only wanted to examine him because he wasn't feeling well!"
"Then let's go see if she found anything unusual!" Marcie shouted, running for the bedroom door. The other girls began laughing and giggling and they followed her out of the bedroom and down the hallway. All of them were in baby dolls and shortie pajamas, and the hallway looked like a girls' dormitory.
"Please!" Bobbi shouted after them. "Come back here! Come on now! This isn't funny!" She ran after her friends, almost pleading, but it was too late. By the time she caught up with them, Marcie had thrown Teddy's door open without knocking.
The startled boy had been almost asleep. He was nude under his sheets, feeling completely pussy-whipped from his experience with Miss Webster. The events of the last two days had taken more out of him emotionally than physically, but he was still exhausted. Now he pulled the sheets up around his shoulders and stared at the invasion of half-clad girls who descended upon him like a horde of wild Amazons.
"Get the sheet!" Marcie screamed.
"Get out of here!" Teddy screamed back. "Don't! What do you think you're doing? Stop it! Bobbi, tell your friends to leave me alone!"
Bobbi was standing helplessly in the background, unable to reach the bed herself. And she knew that even if she did, there was nothing she could do about her friends' behavior. In a way, she realized, it was all her fault. She had decided to show the girls the magazines, and she hadn't discouraged some pretty hot discussions of sex that had followed the examination of the pornographic photographs.
Jeanine and Wanda almost lost their horn-rims in the scuffle, but they managed, finally, to tear the sheet away from Teddy's body. The boy, completely exposed to their view now, crouched back against the headboard of the bed and tried to cover his private parts with his hands.