“You looked good out there.”

Evie turned to look at the woman. Girl really, Evie thought with just a bit of resentment. The girl was perfect in every way. Perfect blond hair. Perfect, little face. Perfect tits and perfect ass, too, all tucked away inside of a bright red leotard. Yep, the girl was perfect in every way, Evie thought. But your day will come, she thought even as she looked at the girl. Your day will come.

“Like I said, you looked good.”

“Thanks,” Evie said. “I haven’t seen you around here before.”

“I don’t come every day,” the blond said.

You will, Evie thought to herself. Just you wait, honey, and you will be here every fucking day.

“I like the instructor though. She’s kind of cute.”

Yeah, Evie was thinking somewhat resentfully. That much was right. Didi was a little cutie. Of course, she was a little sadist. Hell, she was barely older than the girl Evie was talking to now and she expected the class to be able to do every move that she did flawlessly but her time would come, too, Evie thought. Someday, her day would come, too.

“So do you come here often,” the blond asked.

“Every day before work,” Evie said and it was true. Every morning at seven, she was there, ready to let Didi run her through the paces in the aerobics class and it showed but it took time, too.

“That’s great,” the blond said. “I admire the commitment.”

Evie looked at the girl almost as if for the first time. The girl had gone up a notch in her book. Kids these days didn’t use words like commitment or if they did, it was something of a joke. Of course, using words like that didn’t make the girl a woman. It merely made her unusual.

“My name’s Martha,” the blond said.

“I’m Evie,” the other woman said.

“Well, Evie, it was fun talking with you. I guess I’ll see you around.”

Evie’d only turned her head for a moment but when she’d turned back, the blond was gone. Insolent, little tramp, Evie thought. She was just like all the other kids these days.

It was nearly a week later when Evie saw the blond. “Hi again,” the blond said perkily.

“Hi yourself,” Evie said. Didi had been particularly sadistic with the class that day and her body was hurting. Someone really ought to teach that little mynx a lesson.

“So did you like the workout today,” Martha asked.

Evie wasn’t about to admit how rough it was. “Yeah,” she said. “It was good.”

“I don’t know,” Martha said. “I think she was a bit rough today.”

Honey, you don’t know what rough is, Evie thought. Try doing this when you’re 42.

“Still, that’s what we’re here for,” Martha said.

“It’s what I need,” Evie said acidly.

The blond seemed to cock her head. “That’s an interesting word you used there, Evie. I wouldn’t call it a need exactly, would you?”

There was something about it, something about the way the blond said that word that made Evie shudder. A need. No. She knew what need was. She’d almost forgotten. She’d buried it that deep, but she knew what need was.

“Are you okay,” Martha asked.

Evie shook her head to refocus herself. “I’m fine,” she said abruptly. “I’m fine.”

“Okay, because for a second there, you looked distracted.”

Did I, Evie thought. She shook her head again but now that the thought was there, it wouldn’t go away.

“I guess I’ll be going. See ya around, okay?”

Evie’d only turned away for a moment to pick up her things but when she straightened up, the blond was gone. Damn cheeky of the girl, Evie thought.

Evie found it difficult to concentrate that day and that made her irritable. She was still irritable when she got home, so irritable that even her husband noticed it. “It’s nothing,” she’d told him. “It’s absolutely nothing.”

“You sure?”

“I’m sure,” she’d snapped and to his credit, her husband knew enough to shut the fuck up and not say another word.

Evie slept restlessly. The next morning when she awoke, she didn’t feel at all refreshed. Great, she thought. I feel like crap and Didi’s probably going to beat me up even more in aerobics. Just great.

Even that thought wasn’t enough to deter Evie from going. Her husband was still sleeping when she got out of bed and by 7:00, she was at the club ready for her aerobics class.

She couldn’t help but notice the girl Martha. She was there again and her bright, red leotard made her hard to miss but more than that, Evie found her eyes locking on and tracking the blond in the bright, red leotard.

“You’re back again,” Evie said when class was over.

“Yeah.”

“You looked good out there.”

“Thanks. So’d you?”

“I should. I need this.”

The two women were walking to the locker room when Martha leaned in close. “Now, Evie,” she said conspiritorially. “We both know that’s not really true. We both know that’s not what you really need.”

Evie gasped just a little.

The two women were entering the locker room. Martha leaned in close. “I know what you really need,” she said.

Again, Evie gasped. There was just something in the way the girl said that that made Evie think that maybe the girl really did know what she needed.

Funny, but that morning, their lockers seemed to be right next to one another. “I know what you need,” Martha said once more. “You need to feel a woman between your legs.”

Evie gasped. There it was, out in the open. How did this girl know what she was thinking.

“Have you ever had that,” Martha asked. “Have you ever had a girl between your legs?”

“Once,” Evie moaned, “in college.”

“Only once,” Martha said. “That’s a shame, Evie. You know you need it more often than that.”

Evie’s heart was pounding. How did this child know what she needed?

Evie was still sitting in front of her locker when she sensed the girl was moving. The girl was leaning down. No wait, Evie thought. No wait. They were in public. No wait, she couldn’t be doing this.

The girl kissed her.

“How was that,” Martha asked.

Evie’s heart was racing. What had happened?

“How was that,” Martha asked again.

“Wh-what are you doing,” Evie asked.

Martha smiled. “I’m doing just what you want me to do.”

“But no, wait. I … I don’t want—”

“Shhh, shhh, shhh. I know what you want.”

Evie was breathing heavily. “What,” she asked.

The blond teenager was still bending down over the older woman. Her eyes were locked in on Evie’s and then her lips slid past Evie’s. Her cheek brushed against Evie’s and her lips whispered in Evie’s ear even as her hand slid down between Evie’s legs. “You need to feel a woman here. You need to feel another woman here again.”

Evie gasped. “Yes,” she moaned.

She could feel the girl slide a hand down inside her shorts and then down inside her panties. “You need to feel a woman here.”

Evie was breathing quicker. “Yes,” she moaned again. “Yes.”

“More than that, you don’t want just a woman. You want a girl. You want a teenage girl. You want her youthful enthusiasm. You want young lips caressing you between your legs.”

Evie could feel the girl’s finger as it worked against her clit. “Yes,” she moaned. “Yes.”

“You want to have a girl pleasure you.”

“Yes,” Evie moaned. “Yes.”

The woman moaned again as she felt the girl pull her finger back. “Is that what you want,” the girl asked.

Evie suddenly looked around her guiltily. What was she thinking, she wondered and yet even as she looked around her in the crowded locker room, it was amazing. It seemed almost as if no one had seen what the girl had done with her. “Wh-what are you doing,” she asked.

“Just what you want me to do,” was the girl’s answer. “What are you doing today?”

“What? Me? I’m going to work.”

“No, you’re not.”

“What do you mean? Of course, I’m going to work.”

“No, you’re not. You’re going to invite me to come home with you.”

Evie snorted even as she continued to look at the girl. “And why would I do that?”

“Because I know what you need,” the girl said. “You need me. You need me, a teenage girl. You need me, a pretty, teenage girl. You need me to slide in between your legs. You need me to get you off and unless you want me to make you cum right here in this locker room, in front of all these friends and strangers, you will invite me to come home with you.”

Evie had gasped when the girl had said the word “cum.” She had almost felt as if she were going to cum right then and there but the feeling passed but she was still horny.

“Which is it going to be,” Martha asked. “Are you going to invite me back to your house or do you want me to take you right here and now?”

Evie was trying to tell herself no but she knew what she wanted and she knew what she needed.

“So what’s it going to be?”

Evie stared at the blond. “Would you, um, would you come to my house,” she said finally.

The blond smiled. “Why, I’d be delighted and maybe if you’re a good, little girl, I’ll let you eat my pussy, too.”

Evie knew she should be upset at the characterization of her as a girl but she knew she wasn’t. Just the thought of her eating the blond out was enough to make her giddy. She knew that even though the other girl was years younger than her, she knew the other girl was in control.

“Come on,” Martha said. “Let’s go.”

Evie followed the girl out of the health club. Nice car, the woman thought as the girl led her to her convertible. She wondered how a mere kid was able to get a car like that.

Evie got in and not once did she question why it was that the blond never had to ask her where the house was or which direction her car should take.

Evie led the girl into her house. She hadn’t even considered it but she hoped that her husband had already left for work. He should have but it would be embarrassing if he were still home. Forunately, the man was gone. She turned to Martha and asked shyly, “What now?”

Martha smiled. “How about we go to your bedroom.”

Evie led the way. “What next?”

Martha smiled seductively even as she stepped closer to the older woman. “You know what’s next,” she told the woman. Neither woman had bothered to change from their workout clothes so Martha’s hands slid in and around the t-shirt that the other woman wore and then they were moving up behind her.

Evie could feel the girl’s hands as they loosened her sports bra and then she could feel the girl pulling her shirt free. She could feel the girl’s hands stroking her even as the two women kissed and then kissed again.

The women kissed and then they kissed again. Martha slipped her arms out of the straps of her leotard and then she was pushing the leotard down her body.

Martha slid a hand down inside Evie’s shorts and down inside her panties and once again, Evie could feel the girl’s finger rubbing up against her pussy. “You want this,” Martha purred. “You want me here.”

“Yes,” Evie moaned.

“You want me to use your pussy.”

“Yes.”

“You want me to use your pussy for your pleasure.”

“Yes.”

“Tell me what you want me to do.”

“I want you to use my pussy,” the older woman moaned.

The teen pulled the older woman’s panties down. Her panties quickly followed suit and suddenly the older woman was completely naked. Martha pushed the older woman back onto the bed. “Spread your legs,” she told the woman.

Evie spread her legs.

“Play with your tits,” the teen said.

Again, Evie did as she was told.

Moments later, Martha was sliding between Evie’s legs. Evie moaned as she felt the girl’s tongue work its way between her legs and then she moaned even louder. “Oh yeah,” she moaned. “Oh yeah, that’s good. That’s good. Oh geez, that’s so good.”

The girl pulled back. “You like that, huh?”

“Oh yeah,” the older woman moaned. “Oh yeah. That’s good. Eat me. Eat me.”

Martha once again slipped between the older woman’s thighs and once again, Evie moaned as she felt the girl once again tongue her slit.

“Oh yeah,” Evie moaned. “Oh yeah. Oh yeah. That’s good. Eat me.”

Evie’s moans became incoherent as the teen’s tongue savaged her clit. Her body shuddered and then it shuddered again.

“Oh God,” she moaned. “Oh my God, what are you doing to me?”

The older woman moaned again. The girl’s tongue was incredible. It felt almost like she was licking her clit at the same time as it felt as if she were sliding that tongue up inside her. How could she do that?

But did it really matter. Oh my God. It was good. It was so good. Oh geez, it was so fucking good.

“Oh my God,” Evie moaned frantically. “Oh my God. Oh my God, I’m going to cum. I’m going to cum.”

Martha’s tongue kept licking Evie’s pussy.

“Aaaaaiiiiyyeeee,” the woman screamed. “Oh God. Oh God. Oh God. I’m cumming. I’m cumming. I’m cumming.”

The older woman thrashed back and forth as her body continued to cum and all the while, that tongue kept working her convulsing cunt.

“Oh my God,” she moaned. “Oh my God. You’re going to make me … you’re going to make me cum again.”

The older woman gasped again. What was the fuck was the girl doing with her tongue. Oh my God. Oh my God. Oh my God.

Oh geez, that tongue. That tongue. It felt like the girl’s tongue was a big, fat cock. Oh geez. Oh geez. It was so good.

Evie gasped again as she felt her body succumb to that tongue. Oh geez, that was good. That was so fucking good.

Evie’s head thrashed from side to side and her arms flailed and her hands clenched. “Oh God, that’s good,” she moaned. “Oh God. Eat me. Eat me.”

If the blond heard her, she gave no reaction. She just kept eating the older woman’s pussy.

“Oh my God,” the older woman moaned. “Oh my God. Oh geez, you little slut. Oh geez, you’re going to make me cum. Oh geez, do it. Do it. Make me cum.” The older woman gasped as Martha’s tongue savaged her clit and then she screamed again. “Oh fu-u-u-u-u-u-uck,” she screamed and then she paused just long enough to take another breath and she screamed again.

After that, Evie didn’t say much at all. She just laid back and let the waves of pleasure wash over her.

Her pussy was starting to come down from her latest orgasm and still that tongue was licking her. “What are you doing,” Evie moaned. “What are you doing. No please. No more. Let me rest.”

It was the first time in some time that Martha pulled her mouth from between the other woman’s legs. “What’s the matter, Evie? Don’t you like having your pussy eaten?”

“It’s not that,” the older woman moaned. “It’s just that I need to rest.”

Martha grinned up at her. “I don’t think that’s what you need at all. I think you need to have your pussy eaten all over again.”

“No, please. I need to rest.”

“It was never about what I wanted,” Martha said. “It was always about what you wanted, Evie. You wanted to have your pussy eaten.”

“Yeah, but—”

“No buts, Evie. You knew what you wanted and now you’re going to get it.”

Evie moaned again as that tongue once again went after her cunt. “No,” she whimpered. “No, wait.”

The blond wasn’t stopping.

“No,” Evie moaned. “No. No. Oh fuck, yeah. Oh geez, fuck, yeah. Eat me. Eat my pussy.”

But incredibly, that’s when Martha stopped.

“What are you doing,” Evie moaned. “Why are you stopping?”

“I know what you really need,” the girl said.

“What,” Evie asked frantically.

“You little bitch. What do I need?”

“I’m not going to tell you.”

“You little bitch. What do I fucking need?”

“You need to get your pussy licked—”

“I know that.”

“But to be a true, little lesbian, a real honest to goodness lesbian, you need to learn what it’s like to eat a girl’s pussy.”

“What?”

“You heard me.”

“If you think I’m going to lick your pussy—”

The blond stood and stripped off her shorts and then stripped off her panties. “As a matter of fact,” she said, “that’s exactly what I think you’re going to do.”

“I am not going to lick your pussy.”

“Not unless you want me to lick yours.”

“You bitch.”

Martha smiled. “It’s time for you to make a decision. Which do you like more? Cocks or cunts?”

“What do you mean?”

“I meant what I said. If you could have only one, which would it be?”

Evie didn’t say anything.

“Come on,” Martha said again. “Time to choose. It’s not that hard, is it? Just think about my tongue between your legs. If you could have only one, which would it be? Cocks or cunts.”

Still Evie didn’t say anything but she was thinking about Martha’s tongue between her legs.

“Choose,” the blond said. “Cocks or cunts. Choose one now.”

Still, Evie said nothing.

“Choose one. Choose one now.”

“Cunts,” Evie blurted out. “I choose cunts.”

Martha grinned conspiritorially. “I kind of thought you would,” she said. “Now, about licking my pussy—”

Evie blinked.

“Now if I know you,” Martha said, “I’d bet that you’d love to have a taste of a fresh, young pussy like mine.”

Evie blinked again.

“So how about it,” Martha asked. “Do you want to lick my pussy?”

Evie blinked. She knew what she wanted. She wanted to lick Martha’s pussy and more than that, Evie knew that was all she ever wanted. She never wanted to feel a cock again. In fact, she couldn’t even remember why she’d ever thought a cock was so good to begin with.

“Well,” Martha asked.

Evie blinked and then she softened. “I’d love to eat your pussy,” the woman said.

Martha grinned. “Why, Evie, what a pleasant surprise. Now lie back and let me what you want.”

Evie licked her lips. She was getting impatient now. She wanted to lick the girl’s cunt. She wanted to lick it now.

Martha settled in over Evie’s body. Her pussy hovered over Evie’s mouth even as her fingers strummed against the older woman’s pussy and then she pressed her pussy against the older woman’s mouth. The blond moaned as she felt the older woman’s tongue slide in against her cunt. “Oh yeah, Evie, that’s it. Eat me.”

The older woman wrapped her hands around the younger girl’s butt and even as she licked the younger girl’s pussy, she moaned as she felt the younger girl do the same to her with her tongue.

There was a need there. She needed to make this girl cum. She needed to make the little tart give her her juice. Her tongue savaged the girl’s clit and she was rewarded with the little slut moaning against her pussy. Mmm yeah, she liked that.

She’d already cum twice but the little teen’s tongue was almost magical. Evie moaned as the little girl’s tongue worked its way against her cunt. Fuck, that was what she needed. Fuck, that felt good. That felt so fucking good.

The girl was humping her pussy against Evie’s face. Evie almost felt like she couldn’t breathe and yet she knew she loved it. It was almost as if it were a challenge. Well, Evie could take the challenge. She’d make the little girl come even yet.

Evie smiled to herself even as she felt the girl moan against her cunt. She knew she was going to make the girl cum.

The girl was panting against her cunt. Evie smiled even more. She knew she had her now. She’d show the girl who was boss here. Her tongue savaged the girl’s cunt. Ha. Take that, she thought.

“Oh fuck,” the girl was moaning. “Oh fuck. Oh fuck.” The girl was moaning again and her hands were rubbing against the other woman’s pussy. “Oh fuck.”

Not fair, Evie thought as she felt her pussy responding to the girl’s fingers, but it didn’t matter. She’d make the teen cum anyway.

The girl and the woman were both moaning as both responded to the efforts of the other.

“Oh fuck,” Martha moaned and even as she did, her pussy convulsed as she finally succumbed to the efforts of the other woman. Evie smiled to herself but in the next instant, her pussy succumbed to the girl and for the third time, she was cumming hard because of Martha’s efforts.

The two women cuddled and kissed in the aftermath of their lovemaking. “I can’t believe it,” Evie said.

“What?”

“I knew I liked girls,” Evie said, “but I guess I never knew how much. I don’t think I could ever let a guy stick his cock inside me ever again.”

“Mmm, I knew that about you.”

“You knew what,” Evie asked.

“I knew you liked hot, young girls, the hotter the better.”

Was she that transparent, Evie wondered.

“But I’ll bet I know what you really want.”

“What’s that,” Evie asked.

“I’ll bet you’d like to have a cheerleader come and plant her face between your thighs.”

Evie snorted. “Yeah right. Them. They’re untouchable. You couldn’t get them.”

Martha smiled. “I wouldn’t be so sure about that.”

“What do you mean?”

“Well, you’re on the school board, right?”

Evie sucked in a breath of air. How did the girl know that? Had she told her that.

Martha went on as if the other woman had said nothing. “There’s a change coming. The cheerleaders may have cover now but their time is coming. Imagine it. The cheerleaders stripped of their status. All they’d be then is just a bunch of sluts on the make. You’d like that, wouldn’t you, to get all those tight, young cheerleader pussies.”

Evie smiled slowly but then the smile faded. “But how do you know this,” she asked.

Martha smiled. “Don’t worry about that,” she said, “but I know what I’m talking about. Just make sure that when the vote comes, you’re there to disband the cheerleaders.”

Evie smiled again. “You can count on me,” she said. “I’ll be there.”

“Good. I knew I could.”

THE END OF CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

“What’s wrong,” Martha asked.

“It’s my credit card,” Shari moaned. “I’ve put so much stuff on it and I don’t have nearly enough money to pay for it. I don’t know why I did it. I just did.”

“Can’t you ask your dad to help you out,” Martha asked.

“No,” Shari wailed. “He doesn’t even know I have a credit card. He’d be mad at me just for that, but if he found out how much money I spent, he’d go off the deep end.”

“So what are you going to do?”

“I don’t know,” Shari moaned. “I don’t know.”

It had been a cool thing when the card had arrived in the mail. There had been no fanfare. Just a letter from the Bank of Hades saying that Shari had been approved for a credit card. There was nothing more to it than that.

Still, it wasn’t like Shari ran out and started using the credit card. She knew she didn’t have the money so she kept the credit card, but she kept it in her wallet, for emergency purposes only, she told herself.

But then she found that her best friend, Katie, had gotten one, and what was more amazing was it seemed as if no one else on the cheerleading squad had gotten them. Just Shari and Katie and no one else. That was so cool.

Still, it wasn’t like Shari was in any great rush to run out and use her card. Katie wanted to use hers but Shari told her no. They couldn’t do that because if they did, they’d get themselves in debt, and then they’d never get themselves out, and Katie had agreed with Shari so both girls did the sensible thing. They kept their cards, but they kept them in their wallets.

And then they were at the mall one day, shopping with Martha. Both girls thought Martha was cool even if Chrissy didn’t think so, so the three of them were hanging out together when Martha led the trio into Victoria’s Secret. “Come on,” she said, “let’s see what they have in here.”

“Martha,” Shari said.

“What?”

“We can’t go in there. What if someone sees us?”

“Well fine,” Martha said, “if you don’t want to go inside, then you can hang around outside while me and Katie go inside.”

“You guys,” Shari pouted even as she watched her friends walk into the store. She stood outside. She looked first one way and then the other and then with a shrug, she followed the others into the store.

“Glad to see you could join us,” Martha said.

“Well, I guess it wouldn’t hurt to look around just a little,” Shari said. “I mean, it’s not like I’m going to buy anything here.”

“Oh, I don’t know,” Martha said. “They’ve got some cute stuff in here like how about this. This would look so cute on you.”

Shari looked at the garment, what little of it there was, and she blushed. “I could never wear something like that,” she said.

“I don’t know,” Martha said. “I think you’d look awfully cute in it.”

“Yeah, well maybe, but you got to have someone to, um, to wear it for, and I don’t.”

“That’s not what Bobby Taylor says,” Katie said with a grin.

“Well, Bobby Taylor can say whatever he wants,” Shari said indignantly, “but there’s no way I’m going to let him see me in something like that.”

“I don’t know,” Katie said. “You’d look pretty damned cute in it.”

“Well,” Shari said hesitantly. She was definitely interested in the garment. It was a see-through teddy. “I don’t know who I’d let see me in that,” she said finally, “but there’s no guarantee that it would be Bobby Taylor.”

“Hey, look,” Martha said. “They got matching panties for it.”

“Oh my God,” Katie gushed. “You’d be so cute in that.”

Shari couldn’t help but take a little closer look at it. “Well,” she admitted, “maybe,” and then she saw the price tag. “Guys, would you look at that. I can’t afford that.”

“Yes, you can. You’ve got the … you know, the …” Martha was looking on so Katie mouthed the word, “card.”

“What?” Shari didn’t get it the first time, but she got it the second time. “Oh no. No way. I’m not doing that.”

“But come on. You’d look so cute in that.”

“No way. It’s just for emergency use.”

“What is,” asked Martha asked.

“She’s got a credit card,” Katie blurted out.

“Katie!”

“Well, you’re not even using it so who cares if anyone knows what you got.”

“Well, you’re not using yours either,” Shari blurted out and then she covered her mouth as she realized what she’d just said.

“So you’ve got one, too, huh?”

“Gee thanks, Shar.”

Martha laughed. “Hey, don’t worry guys. I’m not going to tell anyone. Your secret’s safe with me.”

The two girls looked at one another with relief. “We were so worried that if anyone knew what we had, they’d all be wanting us to buy stuff for them,” Shari said.

“Yeah. We were afraid we’d ended up blowing right through them in nothing flat if people knew what we had.”

Martha nodded. “I understand completely and you can count on me. I don’t want you to use those cards for anyone else but yourself, but speaking of which, this teddy really would look good on you.”

“Guys,” Shari said. “I can’t. It’s for emergency purposes only.”

“Yeah but if you need something like this and you don’t have it,” Martha said, “then that’s an emergency.”

“But I can’t,” Shari said but even as she said it, she knew she was wavering.

Shari bought the see-through teddy and the matching panties and all the way home, she fretted about what she’d just done but even so, it wasn’t enough to make her want to take them back.

Shari wasn’t the only one finding new ways to use her card. Having seen that her more responsible friend could be talked into using her card, Katie’s willpower rapidly crumbled and soon, she had amassed several more provocative articles of clothing for her own wardrobe. The funny thing was, and not that she’d ever notice it, but whenever she ended up splurging on herself, it seemed as if Martha was always around.

But now, the inevitable had happened. The bills had come and Shari was devastated. There was no way she could pay that bill. “So what are you going to do,” Martha asked again.

“I don’t know,” Shari said. “I just don’t know.”

“You sure you can’t ask your dad?”

Shari snorted. “If you knew my dad, you wouldn’t even ask that question.”

Just about that time, Katie came up to where the two girls were talking and suddenly, Shari forgot about her problems. “What’s wrong,” she said.

Katie looked as if she were about to cry. She hadn’t started, at least not yet, but she looked very, very close. “I … um … I did something really dumb.”

Not as dumb as me, Shari thought, but she’d have time enough to dwell on that later. “What’d you do,” she asked with concern.

Katie’s voice was breaking. “You know those credit cards you said we shouldn’t use?”

Suddenly, Shari got this real terrible feeling. “Yeah,” she said.

“Well, I used mine. I used it a lot.”

“Oh no. How much? How much did you spend?”

Katie was sniffling. “I … um … I spent over three thousand dollars.”

“On what?” Shari hadn’t meant to blurt it out but it had just happened.

“I don’t know,” Katie sniffled. “It was just, you know, stuff, but how the hell am I going to pay back three thousand dollars?”

Shari shook her head. She wished she knew but the truth was she had no idea. About the only comfort she could find in the situation was at least her bills weren’t as bad as Katie’s. Close, but not quite as bad. “I don’t know,” she said. “I don’t know.”

Martha cleared her throat. “I couldn’t help overhearing, but I think I might have a solution, a solution maybe to both of your problems.”

“Both our problems,” Katie asked.

Shari shook her head. “I’m not doing much better than you,” she said and then she told her friend about her own problem. She looked at Martha. “So, what’d you have in mind.”

“There’s this guy I know. He got a buddy who’s getting married. So, the guy who’s the best man, he blows it, right? He’s got the bachelor party all set up but the women he thinks he’s got, he doesn’t got, right. So this guy, he calls me up, right, and he says you want to do it, and of course, I tell him no, and then he asks me if I have any hot friends who might want to do it, and of course, I told him no, but I know he said he was going to pay and I was just thinking …”

“You want us to be bachelor party, bimbos,” Shari said.

“I didn’t say that,” Martha said. “I only said there was this guy. If you don’t want to do it, that’s fine, but if you wanted, I’m willing to see if I can’t dig up his phone number.”

“I don’t know,” Katie said warily. “I guess I could do it.”

“Come on,” Shari said. “You know what happened at the The Candy Shoppe.” What had happened at the The Candy Shoppe was common knowledge amongst the cheerleaders although none of them actually talked about it, but they all knew what could happen.

“I’m not forcing you guys to do anything,” Martha said. “I’m just throwing it out as a possibility.”

“I don’t think I’m ready to do that,” Shari said.

“Yeah,” her friend said, “but that’s only because your bill isn’t as big as mine.”

“You mean you’re actually seriously considering doing this?”

“Sure. Why not? I mean, there’s not going to be any sex involved, is there?”

“Not if you don’t want there to be,” Martha said. “The way the guy told it to me, they’re in a jam and no offense, but it sounds like they’re willing to take anyone they can get their hands on.”

“So that sounds okay, right?”

“I guess,” Shari said, “but this all sounds so … so … I don’t know, so dirty.”

“Yeah, well I don’t know about you but I don’t want to tell my mom how much money I put on my credit card.”

Shari shivered at that. “I know what you mean.”

“Look, we can talk to the guy, right, and find out what he wants, and if there’s anything that’s not cool, we can just say no, right?”

“Absolutely,” Martha said. “You don’t like anything about the deal, you just say no.”

“Come on,” Katie said. “Let’s do it.”

“You want to do it, you do it,” Shari said. “Why do you need to drag me into this.”

“Because you’re my friend and we’re in this together. Besides, I want someone there with me in case something goes wrong.”

“So you do think something’s going to go wrong?”

“Not if you’re there with me. I mean, one of by ourselves isn’t good, but what could they do to the both of us? Come on. Who knows? It might even be fun.”

Shari shook her head. “Geez, I can’t believe I’m even thinking of doing this.”

Katie squealed and then she gave her friend a hug. “Thank you. Thank you,” she said, and then she turned her attention back to Martha. “Now, you’re sure you can get that name for us?”

“Pretty sure,” Martha said.

“Then it sounds like we’re in business.”

“I guess,” Shari said.

“Oh come on,” Katie gushed. “It’ll be fun.”

“I hope.”

There was a moment of silence.

“You are? That’s great. Listen, I got a deal for you. I got a friend and me and we’re looking to pick up a little cash, so um, how much would you be willing to pay.”

Another moment of silence.

“Oh, that’s it, huh. Three hundred, but that’s for each of us, right?”

Another pause.

“That’s good.”

Shari was pointing upwards with her thumbs.

“You’re sure you can’t go any higher then?”

Another pause.

“But we might be able to earn more for extras. What do you mean by extras?”

Another pause.

“Oh, I guess that’s okay then. Hold on.” Katie cupped her hand over the phone. “They can only do three hundred for each of us,” she said, “but he said we might be able to get a little bit more for extras.”

“What does he mean by extras,” Shari asked.

“You know. Flash a little. Maybe let a guy cop a feel, but nothing more than that.”

“You’re sure it’s nothing more than that?”

“Hold on.” Katie brought the phone back up. “You’re sure extras is nothing more than that,” she asked. She listened and then she brought the phone down. “He says that’s all. So, what do you think?”

“I don’t know. So when is it?”

“It’s this Monday night. Come on, Shar, I really want to do this. I need the money so bad.”

“I don’t know,” her friend said.

“Please.”

“I don’t know.”

“Please. Pretty please.”

Shari laughed just a little. “Oh, all right. I guess. At least, it’s something to pay off the credit card.”

Katie brought the phone up. “Okay,” she told the man. “We’ll do it.” She listened for a moment and then she gave the man her address. “Okay, we’ll be ready. See you then.”

“What?”

“They’re going to come by here to pick us up,” Katie said. “The man said bring something sexy to wear or maybe even bring a couple somethings sexy to wear. Are you sure it’s okay,” Katie asked.

“You’re asking that now,” Shari asked.

“I just want you to say yes.”

“Yeah,” her friend answered. “It sounds okay.”

The two girls were ready that night. Shari had told her parents that she was going over to Katie’s house to study and she asked if she could stay over because they would be studying late. Her mom asked if she’d checked with Katie’s mom and Shari said she had so Shari’s mom agreed.

The man who picked them up was a black man. Neither girl had expected that but he seemed nice enough as he led the girls out into his Escalade. “You girls ever do this before,” the man asked.

“No,” Katie said. “Is there anything we should know?”

The man grinned from the front seat. “You’re asking me. Heck, I was hoping maybe you girls had done this before so you could tell us. I mean, normally, you go out and hire some strippers but Dave screwed that up, so we’re left doing this at the last minute, not that you girls aren’t good, but we should have had this done earlier.”

The two girls nodded in the back seat. The guy didn’t seem too bad so maybe this would work out just fine.

The man quickly drove them across town and then he was parking the car. He came around and opened the door for them.

“Thanks,” Katie said as she climbed out.

“Yeah, thanks,” Shari echoed.

The man led the girls inside the house. “There’s a room over there where you girls can change,” he said. “I’ll come back and get you when we’re ready,” he said, “and I guess you guys can just dance for the guys and be all flirty or something and the groom, his name is Michael. He’s got on a Steelers ball cap, so you want to pay special attention to him, okay?”

“Sure,” Katie said.

“Sounds easy enough,” Shari agreed.

The girls changed quickly and Katie laughed when she saw what Shari had brought. It was the same see-through teddy with the matching panties that had started the whole thing off.

Shari grinned. “Like I said, I wasn’t going to wear this for Bobby Taylor.”

The Escalade driver was back rather quickly and he let out a nice whistle when he saw the two girls. “Man, kind of makes me wish I was the one getting married,” he said.

Shari grinned. Maybe this wasn’t going to be so bad after all.

Somebody’d turned on a radio in the other room. “All right,” the Escalade driver said, “you girls ready,” and both girls nodded.

The man led the girls into the front room where they were supposed to do whatever they were supposed to do although neither girl was quite sure what it was that was expected of her. “Okay,” Mike asked, “who wants to go first.”

“You go first,” Shari whispered.

“Chicken,” Katie whispered back.

“Well, it was your idea.”

“Fine,” Katie said.

“Well all right, then, let’s go.”

The music played and Katie danced and Shari and the guys watched. Shari was wearing a little string bikini. The guys cheered as Katie bent down over Michael and gave him a good, long look at her boobs and they cheered even louder when the young cheerleader mashed her tits up against the man’s face.

“Why’d you do that,” Shari whispered when Katie came back.

“Do what,” her friend whispered back.

“You know, press your tits against his face.”

“Oh, stop being such a prude. I mean it wasn’t like I actually took my top or anything.”

And then it was Shari’s turn to dance so she danced. Her tits weren’t as big as Katie’s but she’d always heard guys say she had a great ass so she made sure the guys got a good look at her butt and that seemed to go over really well, so well in fact that one of the guys wanted to cop a feel of her butt and even though she slapped his hand away, it kind of made her hot.

“Oh wow,” Katie whispered when Shari returned. “You were so hot.”

“Really,” her friend preened.

“Really,” Katie said. “I wish I had an ass like yours.”

“Well, I wish I had tits like yours,” Shari whispered back, “so I guess we’re even.

Escalade driver was back. “You girls were great,” he said. “Now, if you could just mingle a bit. Is there any way we could get you all the way out of those clothes? We were supposed to have strippers, remember?”

“What,” Shari exclaimed.

“I don’t think so,” Katie said.

“How about we pay you something extra for it?”

“Like what?”

“Like I don’t know. Fifty bucks.”

“Fifty bucks. No way. More.”

“How much more.”

“Like I don’t know. How about a hundred each.”

“A hundred each. No way. How about sixty each.”

“A hundred,” Shari countered.

“Eighty.”

“A hundred.”

“Ninety.”

“A hundred.”

“Fine. A hundred.”

The girls giggled with delight at the outcome. Getting themselves all the way naked had just earned each of them an extra hundred bucks.

“Remember,” Escalade driver said as he peeled off the bills, “Michael’s the guy in the Steelers cap.”

The girls went back out and once again, they stripped off their clothes and then the two of them snuggled in next to him. “I hear you’re getting married,” Shari cooed.”

“Yeah, next week.”

“That’s too bad,” Katie cooed from his other side.

“Why’s that,” the man asked and even as he did, Shari couldn’t help noticing where her friend’s hand was. Katie had her hand on the man’s cock and even though he was still wearing his clothes, they weren’t.

“Because,” Katie said even as she squeezed the man’s cock, “that means we have so little time together.”

Someone was pushing up behind Shari and then Shari felt the man’s hand on her hip. She slapped the hand away. “Quit it.”

But the hand was back again.

“I said quit it.”

Escalade man was back again. He held up a hundred and he whispered something and Shari shook her head. He held up another hundred and Shari shook her head but not as vehemently as before. Escalade man held up another hundred. The girl wanted to say no but there were those three hundreds and she did need the money.

Another c-note was added to the ones already in the man’s hand and Shari stared. She couldn’t bring herself to say no but she couldn’t say yes, either.

A fifth bill was added to the others. Shari looked over where Katie was and she saw her friend watching. “I want to,” Katie said.

Shari felt helpless as she looked back at Escalade man. It seemed like everyone had the same thing on their mind.

Escalade man waved the bills in front of the girl.

“For each of us,” Shari squawked, hoping against hope that the man would balk at the offer.

“Deal,” the man said and the next thing Shari felt was the man behind her once again putting his hand on her hip. This time, she let him and when he slid his hand down onto her thigh and when he lifted her leg, she let him do that, too.

She knew the man was naked and she knew his cock was coming up behind her. This couldn’t be what they meant by extras the girl thought but even as she thought it, she felt the man’s cock press up against her cunt.

The girl sighed as she felt the man enter her. “Oh fuck,” she moaned. “Oh fuck.”

Shari looked at her friend. Katie already had the bridegroom’s cock out. She looked back at Shari even as she slipped her mouth down and started to suck on that cock and even as she did, there was a man coming up behind her.

Katie looked so good as she took that cock in her cunt. For just a moment, the girl let the cock slip from her mouth as she moaned but almost immediately, her mouth was back on that cock again.

Damn, her friend looked hot getting fucked. She moaned as she took that cock inside her. She hoped she looked as hot as her friend.

But in the next instant, the man behind her was fucking her and Shari realized she didn’t care how she looked. All she knew was she wanted to get fucked.

That was how it started. Shari had her leg up as the man behind her continued to fuck her and when Escalade man offered her his cock, she happily sucked his cock and when the man finally came in her tight, little cunt, she quickly offered herself up to Escalade man.

By that time, Katie had hopped up on Michael’s cock. She groaned lustily as her pussy took the man inside her.

Shari’s fingers worked her pussy even as Escalade man continued to fuck her. “Fuck me,” she moaned. “Fuck me.”

Someone was pounding into Katie even as she continued to ride the bridegroom’s cock and Shari knew she wanted to ride that cock, too.

It was late that night when Escalade driver finally brought the two girls back to Katie’s house. Each girl had over a thousand dollars in her purse. It wasn’t enough to pay off their bills but at least it was a start.

“You girls were great,” Escalade driver said.

“Thanks,” Katie said, “and the next time you guys are having a bachelor party, you just let us know.”

“It doesn’t have to be a bachelors party,” Shari added. “You’re having a party. You let us know.”

Escalade driver smiled. “I’ll do that,” he told them.

“Why’d you tell him that,” Katie asked after the man had driven off.

“Tell him what?”

“That we’d be available for other parties.”

Shari shook her head. “I don’t know. It’s just that … that … I guess it’s just that my pussy’s so full of cum and it feels so good. I feel like such a slut and you know what?”

“What?”

“It feels good. I like feeling this way, and I think I want to feel this way again. You know what I mean?”

Katie smiled. “Yeah. I know what you mean, because I’m feeling it, too.”

Shari grinned. “So I guess we’re agreed then. We’re available for parties, just so long as we get paid and just so long as they’re lots of guys with big, hard cocks.”

Katie laughed. “You got it. God, I feel like a slut and damn, it feels so fucking good.”

THE END OF CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

She was Tanya and yet she wasn’t. Her newly reshaped tits were still big and firm but now her straight hair was suddenly more kinky and her ass had just a little more oomph to it and she loved the way her teeth looked when she smiled, all nice and white and framed by her rich, full lips and her eyes were so dark against the whites of her white eyes. She liked her new face and apparently, so did everyone else.

She’d wondered what she was going to say to people she knew. “Hi, I’m Tanya. I used to be white but now I’m black.” Somehow, that didn’t seem to cut it and yet, she needn’t have worried. Her family, it seemed, continued to see her for who she really was, and at school, perceptions had changed but only Tanya seemed to realize it. She was still Tanya and she was still black because as far as everyone there was concerned, she always had been black.

That was the way Martha had said it would be. By now, Tanya knew Martha was more than she appeared to be but in a way, that just made it even hotter. She knew she would do anything for Martha but now she knew that conviction was becoming stronger and deeper.

Martha had said no one would recognize her outward change but Martha had also said that people would see something new in her. Martha had said that when people saw her, they were going to want to fuck her.

As right as Martha had been, Tanya still found that hard to believe and yet, she soon found out it was true.

The first one was Seth Rappaport. She’d caught him checking her out in Math class and then again, out by the lockers. She kind of liked the attention, having the boy stare at her, but it wasn’t all that long before she found herself wanting to get fucked.

She was willing to wait for him to make the first move but she wasn’t willing to wait that long so when Seth didn’t make the first move, she went up to him. “What are you lookin’ at,” she demanded.

“Nothin’,” the boy said.

“Nothin’,” the girl said. “Are you saying I’m nothin’?”

“No, it’s not that.”

“Then what is it?”

“I don’t know.”

“You don’t know. Then why are you staring at me?”

“I don’t know. Just because.”

“Just because, huh. You sure about that?”

“Yeah, I’m sure.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, really.”

“Because when I caught you staring at me,” Tanya said, “I could have sworn you wanted to fuck. Is that what you want?”

“I guess.”

“You guess … or you know.”

“I guess. I mean yeah, I know.”

“You know what?”

The boy shifted his weight nervously from one foot to the other. “I know what I want. I want to fuck you.”

“You do huh? Well you know what? You’re in luck.”

“Why’s that?”

“Because I want to fuck you, too, so you and me after school, we’re going back to my place. Okay?”

The boy nodded.

It really had been that easy.

The boy had come home with her and she’d taken off her clothes for him and then she’d helped him take off his clothes. She’d pushed him down on her bed and she’d started out by sucking on his cock but she’d been a little bit too good at it because she’d made him cum even before she could get him inside her.

Tanya hadn’t minded. She’d just kept sucking the boy off even as he continued to cum in her mouth and even after he was done, she kept on sucking.

The boy had groaned but he’d had little choice but to stay where he was and take it and she’d been quick to get a rise out of him.

Tanya had pulled her mouth from the boy’s cock. Her hand now stroked his slippery shaft. “Do you like that,” she asked.

“Yeah,” the boy had groaned.

“Yeah? Yeah what?”

“Yeah. I like it.”

“You’re sure?”

“Yeah, I’m sure.”

“You’re positive?”

“I’m positive.”

“Do you want to feel what it’s like when you get your dick inside me?”

“Yeah, the boy had groaned. “Yeah, I want to feel that.”

That was all it had taken. Tanya had climbed up on the boy. Her body had straddled his and her hands had played with her tits and then she’d reached between her legs and she’d taken hold of his cock.

She remembered thinking how she’d wished the boy’s cock had been thicker but she didn’t tell him that. She just brought the head of his cock right up to her wet and waiting pussy and she’d paused there for just a moment before finally plunging herself down on him.

The boy had groaned just as Tanya had expected him to do and he’d kept on groaning but what Tanya liked most was once his eyes locked in on her tits, they never left them. She was proud of her new tits and she loved it when others loved them, too.

She’d known what was going to happen moments before it did. “Are you going to cum,” she had asked.

“Yeah,” the boy had groaned.

“I want you to cum,” the girl had said. “I want you to cum. I want you to cum on my tits.”

The boy hadn’t said anything.

“Can you do that for me,” Tanya had asked. “Can you come on my tits?”

Still, the boy said nothing.

Tanya was getting more desperate. She knew what she wanted. “Can you do that,” she had asked again.

“Yeah,” the boy had groaned. “Yeah, I can cum on your tits.”

She’d pulled her pussy up off of his cock at the very last moment and then she’d knelt down over him. Her hand had taken hold of his cock but it didn’t take more than a couple quick pumps before the boy’s cock had unleashed its first volley. The girl had purred with delight. “That’s it,” she moaned. “That’s it. I want you to do it. Cum on my tits.”

The boy hadn’t said anything. He’d just laid there and groaned as the girl continued to pump his cock.

“Cum on my tits,” the girl had moaned. “Cum on my tits.”

The boy had groaned again as his cock unleashed the last of itself on her well-formed tits.

Seth had been the first boy to fuck her but he certainly wasn’t the last. Martha was right. There was just something about her. It wasn’t just her tits but there was something about her that made guys want to fuck her.

And it wasn’t just guys either. There were girls who were coming up to her and that was exciting, too.

One of the girls was Kim. Kim was a cheerleader and unlike Tanya, Kim was naturally black. Tanya hated cheerleaders.

“Hey, girl,” Kim had said one day. “You’re lookin’ hot today.”

Not for the first time, Tanya was thinking to herself how it was weird how everybody just seemed to think that she’d always been black but Tanya had instantly been wary of what the cheerleader wanted. “Yeah,” she’d said cautiously.

“Yeah, and I was thinking me and you could like, you know, hang out after school.”

“And do what?”

“Nothing special. Just you know, girl stuff.”

It wasn’t the words she said that tipped Tanya off. It was the look, as if Kim were mentally undressing her with her eyes. Kim wanted to fuck her and if that was what Kim wanted, then Tanya knew she was going to give it to her.

Tanya couldn’t help noticing that while the other girl might be a cheerleader, she was clearly not as well endowed as she was. Tanya tried not to feel smug about it, but she was proud of her new tits. Still, that was tempered by the fact that as far as she knew, Kim had come by hers naturally.

“Just girl stuff, huh?”

“Yeah, you know. Just girl stuff. You know, like hangin’ out.”

“You can’t fool me,” Tanya had said. “I know what you really want.”

“Yeah, and what is that.”

“You want to eat my pussy.”

Kim had gasped at that but Tanya knew she knew why. It wasn’t that Kim was shocked at the idea of eating Tanya’s pussy but she was shocked that Tanya had figured it out. “So, um, okay, so you want to do it.”

“Do what?”

“You know. You want to let me eat your pussy.”

Tanya had smiled at the other girl. “Tell me something. Do you think my tits are hot?”

“What?”

“I asked you if you thought my tits were hot.”

“Yeah, sure. Why?”

Tanya smiled to herself. She remembered when her tits had been really, really small. “Well, if you want to lick my pussy, it seems like you should want to make love to my tits, too.”

Tanya could see it on the other girl’s face. Part of her wanted to tell Tanya to go fuck herself but there was another part of her that wanted to give in.

“Well,” Tanya had asked.

Kim had just looked at Tanya and then she’d grinned. “Sure,” she’d said. “If that’s what you want, I’d love to suck your tits.”

That day had gone over even better than Tanya had expected. It turned out that not only was cheerleader Kim a very good pussy licker but she was damned good at licking tits, too. So good in fact, that Tanya decided to be magnanimous and give the girl a little reward of her own. After all, she might be a fucking cheerleader but when she was able to lick tits as good at that, the way Tanya figured it, the girl did deserve some kind of reward.

She stripped the girl down and then slid in between her legs. Tanya stayed there for just a moment as if admiring the girl’s little, hairless slit and then she was moving down, moving down and sliding in, licking her slit and tonguing her clit.

The young, black cheerleader had moaned and then she’d moaned again. “Oh yeah,” she moaned. “Oh yeah, eat me. Eat me.”

Tanya had smiled to herself even as her tongue went to work on the little vixen.

“Oh shit,” Kim had moaned. “Oh shit. Eat me. Eat me.”

Tanya wasn’t letting up on the girl. Her tongue savaged the other girl’s pussy and the girl moaned uncontrollably.

“Oh fuck,” she’d moaned. “Oh fuck. Eat me. Eat me.”

Tanya’s tongue had worked over the other girl’s clit and in that moment, the girl had shuddered as her body had finally climaxed and then she’d moaned loudly as she just kept on cumming and cumming.

Still, as much as Tanya loved her new body and as much as what Martha had said had come to pass, this was different. This could get her in some real trouble. Still, Martha had said she had to do it and so reluctantly, Tanya did what she was told to do.

She knocked on the door.

There seemed to be no answer. Maybe the man wasn’t home. Maybe, there was still a way out.

But almost as soon as she thought that, she could hear someone moving around inside. Damn. Martha was right again.

The door opened and there he was, just like Martha had said he’d be. “Can I help you,” he said.

“I think it’s more the other way around,” Tanya said just as she had been told to do. “It’s more about how I can help you.”

“I’m afraid I don’t understand.”

“I understand you like black girls.”

The man seemed to stiffen. “Who told you that,” he asked.

“Who’s not important,” Tanya said. “What is important is that I’m here and I’m black and I need to be fucked. I need it really bad.”

“Listen, Miss—”

Tanya shook her head. “Nuh uh. That’s not the way it works. I know you want me. I know you want me right now. In fact, I’ll bet if I reached out and took hold of your cock, I’ll bet you it’d be nice and hard. Should I find out?”

Vic Patterson stared at the girl. “No,” he moaned. “No, I don’t want you to do that.”

“Now, Vic,” Tanya said, “you know that’s not true. Now that I’ve said it, you know there’s absolutely nothing more that you’d like me to do but I know there’s something you want to see even more.”

“What’s that?”

Tanya smiled. “Why, Vic, isn’t it obvious?”

The man shook his head. “Hey, wait a minute,” he said. “How do you know my name?”

“I know a lot about you, Vic,” Tanya said. “I know you like to jack off when your wife’s not at home. I know you fucked two girls that you picked up at the tennis court earlier this year, but most of all, what I know most about you, Vic, is that you like hot, young black girls, busty, young black girls like me, and I know I’d like to show you my tits. So, how’m I doing, Vic?”

The man licked his lips and then he nodded. “Pretty good actually,” he said hoarsely.

“So should I come inside or do you want me to flash you right out here in front of all your neighbors?”

“But my wife—”

“Come on, Vic. We both know your wife’s not home right now, but if that’s the way you want it, then here goes.”

“No, wait,” the man said. He looked back into the neighborhood. “Okay,” he said. “You can come inside.”

“You sure, Vic, because I wouldn’t want you to do anything you didn’t want to do.”

“Come inside.”

“You realize if I do, I’m going to let you fuck my brains out, Vic.”

“Just come inside,” the man said.

Tanya smiled even as she slipped past the man. “In fact, I’m going to insist on it,” she said softly. “I’m going to insist that you fuck my brains out.”

They were standing just inside the door with the door safely shut behind them. “Okay, let’s see them.”

“Not so fast, Vic. If I do this, are you going to fuck my brains out?”

“But I thought you said—”

“That was to get me in off the street, Vic, but I want you to have what you want, Vic, so I’m asking you again. If I show you my tits, will you fuck my brains out?”

The man licked his lips and he nodded.

Tanya still didn’t move. “What’s that, Vic,” she asked. “I’m not sure I got it. What are you going to do?”

The man was staring at Tanya’s chest. “Dammit,” he said. “Show me your god damned tits and I’ll do whatever you want me to do.”

That was just what Tanya was waiting for. She hesitated for only a moment and then slowly, she pulled her top up to reveal her bra-encased tits. She opened her bra and then her hands fondled her tits. “Is this what you wanted to see,” she asked.

“Oh yeah,” the man groaned.

“Would you like to touch them?”

“Can I?”

The girl smiled. “Oh come on, Vic. You ought to know by now that that’s exactly what I want you to do.”

The man stepped closer and then his hands were reaching out and he was caressing Tanya’s tits even as Tanya hand stroked his cock through his jeans.

“Oh, Vic,” she purred. “You do like this. You like it a lot.”

The man just groaned.

“Come on, Vic. How about we go somewhere a little more private and you can do everything you want to do to me.”

For a moment, it seemed almost as if the man hadn’t heard what Tanya had said but then he pulled back just a bit and he looked at her. “Come on,” he’d said.

Vic let the girl move in front of him and then he directed her towards his bedroom.

Tanya smiled. “So you like looking at my ass, don’t you, Vic,” she said with a smile. “Well, don’t you worry,” she told him. “In a few minutes, you’re going to be getting an even better look at it,” and then they were in the man’s bedroom. The man moved to take off his clothes but the girl stopped him. “Let me,” she said. “Let me be the one who takes your cock out. I don’t want you thinking about anything else except what it would be like to take that cock and slide it between my legs.”

The girl unbuttoned the man’s shirt and then she opened the man’s jeans. She pushed the jeans down around his hips and then her hand was stroking his cock through his underwear and the girl moaned again.

“Oh, Vic,” she moaned. “You’re even bigger than I thought you were,” she purred. “I can’t wait to have you inside me.”

The man groaned as the girl’s hand continued to stroke him.

“Would you like to see that,” the girl asked. “Would you like to see your cock in my cunt?”

“Yeah,” the man groaned.

The girl’s hand continued to stroke the man’s cock. “Yeah, what?”

“Yeah, I want to see your cock in your cunt.”

“You want to see your cock in my cunt? Well, Vic, if that’s what you want, then I think we need to do this,” and with that, the girl pulled the man’s underwear down. “Oh, Vic,” she purred even as she wrapped her hand around his shaft. “You really do want to fuck me.”

“Yeah,” the man groaned.

“Well, Vic, if you want to fuck me, I think we need to get you out of the rest of these clothes.”

“Yeah.”

The girl pushed the man’s shirt off his shoulders and then she slid his jeans down around his ankles. Once again, her hand took hold of his cock and she gave it a few light strokes. “I can’t wait for you to put this in me,” she said even as she pushed his underwear down.

It wasn’t all that long before the man had his shoes off and the jeans and underwear quickly followed suit.

Tanya turned around and she backed her body up against the now-naked Vic. “Now you undress me,” she said, “and I want you to touch me everywhere you want to put your cock, okay?”

“Okay.”

The man’s hands pulled the girl’s shirt up and then he was pulling it over her head. Her bra was already open and moments later, that was gone, too, and that’s when the man’s hands found their way to her tits.

“Oooh, Vic,” the girl purred, “that must mean you want to fuck my tits. I want you to do it. I want you to fuck my tits.”

The man groaned as his hands fondled her tits but then they were on the move again.

This time, his hands were on her skirt. He was stroking her around her waist and then he had the skirt undone and he was pushing it down past Tanya’s hips.

“Would you look at that, Vic,” the girl purred. “Would you look at that. I’m not wearing any panties and that’s all for you, Vic. I didn’t want to wear panties when I was around you, Vic. I never want to wear panties around you, so touch me, Vic. Go ahead and touch me. Show me where you’d like to fuck me. Show me, Vic.”

Once again, the man grabbed her tits even as he slid his other hand between her legs.

“Oooh, my tits and my pussy,” the girl groaned. “Oooh, Vic. That’s a good choice, Vic. I was hoping you’d say that. I want you to do it. I want you to fuck my tits and I want you to fuck my cunt.”

The man didn’t say anything but then he didn’t have to.

The girl had turned around and once again, her hand was stroking his cock. “Would you like to feel what it’s like,” she asked. “Would you like to feel what it’s like to have your cock between my tits?”

“Yeah.”

“What’s that? I’m not sure I heard you correctly. Would you like to feel your cock between my tits.”

“Yeah. Yeah, I want to feel my cock between your tits.”

“That’s what I want to hear, Vic,” and then Tanya was pushing the man down on the bed and moments later, she was straddling the man’s legs. Her hand grabbed his cock and she gave his cock a good squeeze. “Tell me you want to fuck these big, black, young tits, Vic.”

“I want to fuck your big, black tits.”

“Oh yeah, that’s good, Vic. Say it again.”

“I want to fuck your big, black tits.”

“Oh, Vic. That’s just what I wanted to hear,” and then the girl was sliding down, letting her tits envelop the man’s cock. “You like that,” she asked. “You like it when I fuck your cock with my tits?”

“Yeah.”

“You like it? You really like it?”

“Yeah.”

“I like it, too. In fact, what I really want is for you to cum on my tits, but first—”

“First?”

“Come on, Vic. I know what you want.”

“What’s that?”

Tanya’s hand slid down and she stroked her hand over Vic’s cock. “You want to feel what it’s like to have your cock inside a tight, teenage pussy. No wait. Not just a tight, little cunt, but you want to feel what it’s like inside a tight, little … hot, little … hot and black … teenage cunt. Don’t you, Vic?”

The man just kind of groaned.

“Don’t you, Vic. Don’t you want to feel your cock in my tight, black cunt?”

“Yeah.”

“Yeah what, Vic.”

“Yeah, I want to feel my cock inside you.”

“Inside my tight, black cunt, Vic. Let’s be precise, Vic. We both know what you want. You like black girls, don’t you, Vic.”

“Yes.”

“Yeah what, Vic.”

“Yeah, I like black girls.”

“That’s black, teenage girls, isn’t it, Vic?”

“Yeah.”

“That’s black, teenage girls with big tits, isn’t it, Vic.”

“Yeah.”

“That’s black, teenage girls with big tits, isn’t it, Vic. Black, teenage girls with big tits who want nothing more than to feel your cock between their legs. Black teenage girls who want nothing more than to feel your cock in their tight, little pussies. That’s what you want, isn’t it, Vic? You want girls like me.”

“Yeah.”

“You want girls like me,” Tanya said. “Girls like me who will come running whenever you want, Vic.”

“Wait a minute. What are you saying.”

“You know what I’m saying, Vic. I’m saying I want you to fuck me, Vic. I’m saying I want you to fuck me. I’m saying I want to be at your beck and call, Vic. I’m saying I want you to use me for your pleasure, and all I’m asking is one little thing in return.”

“What’s that,” he asked warily.

“I know you’ve been protecting the cheerleaders, Vic. That’s got to stop, Vic and if it does, you get to use my pussy whenever and wherever you want.”

“But—”

“There’s no buts about it, Vic. Do you want to feel your cock inside me?”

“Yeah.”

“Do you want to cum all over my tits?”

“Yeah.”

“Do you want me as your own little black slut, ready to cum at your beck and call?”

“Yeah.”

“Then you know what you have to do,” the girl said. “All you have to do is withdraw your support and you can have me whenever you want.”

“That’s all?”

“That’s all.”

“Okay.”

It was like something suddenly switched off in the man. One moment, he was a somewhat reluctant supporter of the cheerleading squad and in the next moment, he was wondering why they even bothered to keep the girls around.

“So how ‘bout it, Vic. You ready to feel what it feels like to have your cock in my cunt?”

“Yeah.”

The girl pushed her pussy down onto the head of the man’s cock even as she continued to hold him about the base. “Oooh, Vic,” she moaned. “You’re so big.”

The PTA president groaned. From his way of looking at it, the girl was so tight.

The girl gasped as her pussy took a little more of that cock and then she took a little more. “Oh, Vic.”

The man groaned. The girl was tight, really tight.

After a moment of pause, the girl finally pushed herself all the way down on Patterson’s cock letting out a little yelp as her pussy finally bottomed out on the man’s cock. “Oh, Vic,” she moaned. “Oh, Vic. It’s so big, Vic.”

The man groaned again as the girl started to work her pussy on his cock. Oh shit. She was so fucking tight.

The girl was moaning. “Oh, Vic,” she was moaning. “Oh, Vic. Oh geez, Vic. We’re going to have a good time together, Vic.”

The man could hardly disagree with that.

The girl was moaning even louder. “Oh geez,” she moaned. “Oh geez. Fuck me, Vic. Fuck me.”

The man groaned. There wasn’t much he could do. The girl was doing all the work.

“Oh geez,” the girl moaned again. “Oh geez. Fuck me, Vic. Fuck me,” and the whole tone of her voice changed. “Oh geez, Vic. I’m going to cum. Make me cum, Vic. Make me cum.”

The man groaned as he felt the girl clench and suddenly what had been a tight fit before seemed almost impossibly tight.

“Make me cum,” the girl was moaning. “Make me cum.”

It was a bit late for that, the man thought. The girl was already cumming but then a most remarkable thing happened. The girl pulled herself up off of his cock. “What are you doing,” he asked.

The girl knelt down and once again, she was taking the man’s cock in her hand. “You know what we agreed on.”

The man looked quizzical.

“We agreed you were going to cum on my tits,” the girl said even as her hand stroked his cock.

The man groaned. He was close. He was really close.

“Tell me, Vic,” Tanya asked. “Tell me. Do you like my tits? Do you like my big, black tits?”

“Yeah,” the man groaned.

“I know you do,” Tanya said. “I know you do but wouldn’t they look even better with your cum all over them?”

“Yeah.”

“Yeah, that’s right. I know what you want. You want to cum on my tits.”

“Yeah.”

“Come on,” Tanya said even as her hand continued to work the man’s cock. “Come on. Cum on my tits.”

The man groaned as his cock unleashed itself and suddenly, he was cumming hard.

“That’s it,” Tanya said. “That’s it. Cum on my tits. It feels so good, doesn’t it,” and it really did. It felt so good to have the man cum on her tits.

THE END OF CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR