"Timmy," she whispered. "Timmy!"
"It's good," he said. "It's so fucking good! I've got to come! I've got to fill your cunt with my cum! I'm going to, baby! I'm going to comeeeeeee!"
His hands squeezed her ass hard as his cock spurted a thick wad of cum into her cunt. He wasn't finished for she felt him grow and send more spurts of cum into her cunt.
The hot white seed filling her caused her to see stars. She wiggled against him as she felt her first hot orgasmic shudder touch her body. She arched her body against him, to get him deeper, as the hot shudders threatened to tear her completely apart.
She was completely exhausted as he drew his cock away from her juicy, cum-drenched cunt. She started trembling. What had she done?
"Get dressed," Timmy said.
She didn't look at him as she slowly picked up her clothes and dressed.
CHAPTER TWO
Billy Newark slapped his friend Danny Bell on the shoulder to catch his attention.
"Here she comes," Billy said.
The two boys quit leaning against Billy's car and watched Marilyn walking toward them. Both the boys had heard Timmy brag about fucking her and they were curious if what he said was true. They decided that they were going to find out.
"I just don't think so," Danny said.
"Shit," Billy said. "We can't get any if we don't try."
"But those cheerleaders are so popular," Danny protested. "You know how Timmy likes to talk. Nobody ever believes half of what he says."
"I don't care," Billy said. "You can't get any if you don't try."
Marilyn saw the two boys watching her so closely and she grew afraid. She didn't walk straight through the parking lot as she'd intended. Instead she changed direction so that she would walk around the cars instead of between them. She hurried her steps a little as she saw the two boys come swaggering toward her.
It had been two days since she'd lost her virginity to Timmy. Two long days. She'd spent each minute in fear that someone was going to start calling her a whore. She didn't know if Timmy had said anything, but she knew that so far nobody had treated her any differently.
"Hey," Danny called. "Wait up, Marilyn. We want to talk to you."
Marilyn had no real reason to keep walking except for her fears. She was aware that she could have chosen a better outfit to wear that morning. She had chosen one of her shortest skirts for some reason.
Mostly it was that she still liked the way that boys looked at her when she wore a short skirt.
"What do you want?" Marilyn asked the two boys. "I'm in kind of a hurry."
"Going to practice with Coach Bayles?" Billy asked.
"Yes," Marilyn said. "And you know how impatient he can be."
Danny looked shyly at his shoes but Billy kept staring at her as if he could see right through her clothes. Marilyn felt a little uncomfortable.
"What's your hurry?" Billy said. "You can afford to miss one practice. Coach Bayles knows you're the best swimmer on the girl's team."
"I have to go," Marilyn said.
She turned to leave but Billy put a hand on her arm. She tried to shrug his hand away but his fingers tightened on her.
"Don't hurry off," he said.
"Let me go," Marilyn insisted.
"Don't be so impatient," he said. "Why don't you walk to the car with me for a few minutes?"
"I told you," Marilyn said. "I'm in a hurry."
Danny was looking scared. There were a lot of students and teachers in the parking lot. Some of them were looking their way.
"Come on, Billy," Danny said. "We're going to get into trouble."
"You sure are," Marilyn said. "Let me go." Billy's face went suddenly hard.
"No need to be so proud," he said. "We know all about you and Timmy. We only want a little bit of what he got. He says you're a good fuck."
"Oh my God," Marilyn said softly.
She had expected a lot of things but she hadn't expected to be faced with this in a parking lot. What was worse, she felt a little twinge of excitement. These two boys were both very good-looking and obviously interested.
"He lied about me," Marilyn said.
"Sure he did," Billy said. He released her arm. "We'll be waiting for you after practice. I've got a key to a motel room. We can go there. Just you and me and Danny. Wouldn't you like that?"
"You're sick," Marilyn said.
"We'll be waiting," he said. "You can ride the bus or you can come out here and get in the car. I promise you that we'll have a good time."
Marilyn stood looking at him for a moment and then she hurried away. Danny breathed a sigh of relief.
"Goddamn, Billy," Danny said. "Are you trying to get us arrested? What if she had screamed rape or something?"
"She wouldn't," Billy said.
"Why not?"
"Because I think Timmy told the truth," Billy said. "I think she really is a hot fuck. And I think her mouth is watering for it right now."
"You mean you actually expect her to meet us after practice?"
"Yes," Billy answered.
"Then you're a God damn idiot," Danny said.
"She'll never come out here."
"She'll come," Billy said.
Marilyn would have called him a liar. She had no intention of going anywhere with them. She was already thinking that she could control herself and her reputation wouldn't get hurt. After a while, Timmy's bragging would be forgotten.
She concentrated on her swimming. She wanted to get really tired, but Coach Bayles wouldn't let her stay in the water. He wanted the rest of the girls in the water but he wanted Marilyn to do a few practice strokes and then rest for the big swim trial coming up.
"You're doing fine," Coach Bayles said. "I think you're ready to win."
"I hope so," Marilyn said.
"Just think confident," Coach Bayles said. "Confidence. That's the key."
She nodded. The practice went well. Everyone looked good. Of course, Leslie had to tease her when they were back in the shower rooms.
"I'll be glad when the swimming is over and cheerleading starts again," Leslie said. "This water hurts my hair."
"You do have pretty hair," Marilyn admitted.
Leslie couldn't let a compliment pass without sinking her barbs in.
"Brian Edwards likes it," Leslie said.
Marilyn felt hurt. Everyone knew how she felt about Brian and it hurt every time Leslie mentioned him. The girls walked out to the bus and Marilyn stopped just before she got on. "Come on, Marilyn," Carol said.
"No," Marilyn said. "I think I'll walk home." Carol shrugged her shoulders.
Marilyn didn't know why she'd done that. She watched the bus pull away and she suddenly felt very lost and alone. She had let the bus go. What could she be thinking of? She found herself looking toward the parking lot.
It was very dark. She wondered if the two boys were out there waiting as they told her they would be. The practice had lasted longer than usual and perhaps they had given up.
Why was she thinking of the boys? she wondered, as she started walking toward home. She had no intention of going with them. Yet, somehow she found herself walking in the direction of the parking lot.
She kept telling herself that it was just curiosity, to see if they had really stayed. Yet her breath was coming slowly and her heart was pounding against her ribs.
She had not walked very far when a car's lights came on, striking her in the eyes.
"This way, Marilyn," Billy said.
She walked toward the car. Billy had the door open and she slipped into the car. Danny was driving. Billy got in the car on the other side of her and put his hand on her knee.
"You waited," Marilyn said.
"Of course," Billy said.
"But how did you know I'd come?" Marilyn asked.