by Norma Egan
And curiosity held her there, too, as Sid unbuckled his belt and unzipped his fly. She'd never seen a real live cock before, and she was dying to know what they looked like. She just couldn't stop gawking. Sid rose to remove his pants, no longer pinning her, and yet she just lay there on her back and stared. He dropped his pants, then quickly skimmed off his jockey shorts.
Jenny's brown eyes were huge as she gazed at a cock for the very first time. She saw Sid's tight black bush and the long stiff pale stalk of flesh that rose from it. His prick was perhaps six inches long, quite thick, and topped with a fat purple head which was knob-shaped. Below his dark bush his rosy balls were round and full and taut.
Jenny simply couldn't stop gawking at his dick. She was so hypnotized with it that Sid was able to lower himself to the rug again and start embracing her before she reacted. As his arms went around her, she felt his rock-hard cock nudging against her thigh. It left a trail of sticky wet stuff. She cried out in sudden panic.
"Oh, no, please," she squeaked, pushing at Sid's chest. "Please, I'll do anything to get that job but not this. I want to save myself for marriage."
Sid gawked now. "You're a virgin?" he said. "Oh, Christ, that makes it even better."
He rolled fully on top of her, pinning her down with his superior weight, and managed to wedge her legs open with his knees. Jenny wept and struggled, but Sid wriggled his body down between her hot silky thighs and began hammering his swollen cock-head against her moist little pussy, desperately seeking her cunt.
"Nooooo," Jenny wailed.
She didn't want to lose her cherry to this man. She was saving it for Ron. She fought in earnest now, clawing and biting and pushing, but Sid didn't seem to feel it. He just kept panting and jerking his cock hard against her molten-hot slit, blindly seeking out the tiny recessed mouth of her virgin cunt. Then at last he found his target, his engorged cock-head wedging into the snug little mouth of her twat.
"Oh, my, God, don't do this," Jenny sobbed.
"Easy, easy," Sid crooned. "You're gonna love it, baby, I guarantee it."
Jenny struggled and wept, but she couldn't roll out from under him. And there was a strange seething excitement in her pussy as Sid pushed his swollen drooling cock-head farther and farther into her virgin box. She was so tight that he really had to work at it, grunting and pushing, getting maybe an inch with each effort. Jenny felt horrified yet at the same time wildly turned-on.
"Now," Sid groaned, "now, I'm in. Oh, Jesus. You're the tightest thing I ever fucked, baby. Oh, YEAH."
Jenny stared at the ceiling in total disbelief as she felt her long-guarded little cunt completely stuffed with thick hard cock. Sid began to fuck her in long slow deep strokes, savoring the delicious snugness of her hot little box. His hard cock-stalk rubbed back and forth over her sensitive little clit. It felt good. In fact it felt damned good.
"Oooooo," Jenny squealed.
"Yeah, dig it, baby," Sid panted. "I knew you would."
Jenny still couldn't quite believe it was happening. After twenty-eight years of waiting and longing, she was finally being balled. She finally had a man's long stiff cock in her, could feel it moving steadily up and down in her tight but creamy twat. It was every bit as exciting as she'd imagined. In fact, it was the most dizzying pleasure she'd ever known.
"Oh, God," Jenny moaned.
She stopped resisting. She dug her nails into Sid's shoulders and arched her body upward to get more delicious friction from his steadily probing dick. Her cunt began to cream, gushing molten-hot juice all around his jerking meat. She forgot Ron. She forgot everything but the fantastic joy of being balled AT LAST.
"Yes, yes, YES," Jenny wailed.
And then her body seemed to explode with pleasure. As she writhed and bucked and moaned, she realized she was having the first orgasm of her life. She only wondered why she'd waited so long...
CHAPTER TWO
The next morning as Jenny got out of her car in the school parking lot, Ron was waiting for her. He hurried up to her with a tender expression on his face, and Jenny thought again how incredibly handsome and sexy he was. But when he reached her, all he did was give her hand a quick squeeze.
"Honey, I just wanted to tell you that I'm sorry about last night," Ron said. "I shouldn't have walked out in a huff. I should have stayed and tried to explain things better."
Jenny blushed hotly and lowered her eyes. If he was sorry about last night, he had no idea how sorry SHE was. Thank God he didn't know that after he'd left her house, she'd gone out and given up her virginity to a complete stranger!
"What things would you have explained, Ron?" Jenny said, heading for the school building.
"Oh, just what I was trying to tell you before," Ron said as he strolled along beside her. "I come from a real old-fashioned, strict family, honey. I just don't believe a couple go all the way when they're not married. And I don't believe they should marry till they're financially prepared. My folks taught me all this, and I still think that way. But that wasn't any excuse to walk out on you, like an angry little kid."
"That's all right, Ron," Jenny sighed. "I understand."
He actually leaned down and gave her a peck on the cheek. "Good," he said, "then we have nothing more to fight about. Well, I better hurry and get up to the gym before I'm late for class."
He took off running Ron could run faster than most of his teenage pupils and Jenny watched him longingly. Too bad he couldn't overcome his old-fashioned beliefs. She personally saw no reason why they shouldn't make love before they were married. As long as they loved each other and were committed to each other, what difference did it make?
But Ron had obviously made up his mind, so that was that. Her body ached for him all the time, so the sooner she got that down payment earned, the better. In a few weeks she could present him with enough money for a house, they could get married, and her problems would be solved. If she could stand working at the Jet Set Club that long.
She reddened as she recalled last night and what had happened in Sid Lewis' office. Somehow she'd lost her head and let the man ball her. She had to admit that it'd been wonderful. When it was over, Sid told her the job was hers, and he'd turned her over to the lead dancer, a big blonde named Millie. Millie had taught Jenny the few simple dance routines performed at the club and had provided her with a costume.
Jenny hadn't tried on the costume yet. She was afraid to. All she knew about it was that it weighed about as much as a feather and she could easily stuff the whole thing in her purse. But tonight, at nine o'clock when she reported for work at the club, she'd have to have that costume on. She'd have to dance in it before a whole room full of strange people.
And of course she'd have to face Sid Lewis again.
* * *
That evening in the privacy of her bedroom Jenny stripped naked and put on her dancer's costume. It was so skimpy that she couldn't wear a bra or panties under it, but she had no idea just how skimpy it was till she looked in the mirror. Her face flamed. For a second it had seemed as though she had nothing on at all.
The costume was a tiny thing like a swim suit, made mostly of flesh-colored see-through net that looked no different from her own skin. There were only three solid parts to the whole thing. Two tiny swirls of grey feathers covered her nipples just her nipples, not her breasts. And one slightly larger swirl covered her bush. That was it. Everything else, including her ass, was bare.
"Oh, dear," Jenny moaned.
She had a big feathered head-piece to wear with the costume, but she didn't put it on till she got to the club. At nine o'clock promptly she danced out onto the stage of the Jet Set with the five other girls. There were hoots and whistles and applause from the largely male audience. And no wonder. The girls had been chosen for their exceptional height and breath-taking figures.
A quick glance told Jenny that while all the girls were fantastically endowed, she had the largest tits of all. She was certainly the focus of
the audience's attention. Millie had placed Jenny in the center of the line because she was tallest and best built. Jenny felt as if a thousand hungry eyes were boring right into her flesh.
Somehow she made it through the five sets the girls performed until two in the morning. She managed to smile and kick her legs high in the air and whirl to show' her pert little bare butt to the audience. All the while she was praying that no one from the high school ever attended the club. What would they think if they saw Miss Peters, the normally prim and reserved English teacher, up there doing lewd dances?
After the performance, Jenny raced to the dressing room, grabbed her coat, and hurried for the door. She just wanted to get out of that place before some drunken leering customer spotted her and made a proposition. She'd heard plenty of propositions shouted from the audience already. But just as she was hearing the door, she heard a voice: "Hey, baby, I wanta talk to you for a second." Jenny whirled and saw Sid Lewis standing outside the door of his office. He looked darkly handsome, as usual, and he was grinning. Jenny blushed. He was the boss, and she'd have to obey him. She just hoped he wasn't unhappy with her performance. She walked over, and Sid ushered her into his office, closing the door behind them.
"Yes, Mr. Lewis," she said, "what can I do for you?"
"For openers, you can call me Sid," he said, lighting a cigarette. "We're just one big happy family here, Jenny. I wanted to talk to you about your performance tonight."
Oh-oh, here it comes, Jenny thought. She swallowed hard and said, "Yes, uh, Sid?"
He leaned against the desk and took a deep drag on his cigarette before replying. He had a kind of wicked grin on his face, as if he was purposely tantalizing her. Jenny couldn't help but notice how attractive he was. And she couldn't help remembering how wildly he'd aroused her when they'd made love.
"You were terrific," Sid said.
"Oh, my gosh," Jenny squealed delightedly, "you really mean that?"
"Ask anybody," Sid said. "The customers were raving about you. You could be the big draw for this club, baby, and I'm thinking about doubling your salary. Only " He trailed off, still grinning at her.
"Only what?" Jenny said breathlessly.
"Only you'd have to be very very nice to me," Sid said. "Like right now. Why don't you take off your coat and stay awhile?"
Jenny blushed right down to her toes. Sid's meaning was all too clear. If she wanted to be the star of the show and earn that fantastic salary, she'd have to fuck Sid any time he asked for it.
Jenny thought quickly. She hated his blackmail, didn't like being forced into things. But on the other hand, at that salary it might take her only a month to earn the down payment on a house, and then she could quit the job and marry Ron. And she'd balled Sid once already. What difference would a few more times make?
Jenny took off her coat.
Sid looked hungrily at her spectacular body in the outrageously skimpy costume. "Move around a little for me, baby," he said huskily. "I didn't get a close look when you were on the stage."
Jenny executed a few quick dance routines which she'd thoroughly memorized by now. Her heat was pounding at the knowledge that soon she'd be fucking this man. She didn't know if she liked the idea or not, but she felt she had no choice. She just had to have that money.
"Okay, good enough," Sid said. "Now take off the costume. We wouldn't want it to get wrinkled."
Reluctantly Jenny pulled the long zipper at the back of her costume. The flimsy garment fell away, slithering down her long lovely legs, and she stepped out of it. As she bent to pick up the costume, Sid got just a brief tantalizing glimpse of her pretty pink slit. Hastily he snubbed out his cigarette.
Jenny neatly folded her costume, placed it on a chair, and turned to face him. She seemed blushing but resigned to her fate. Sid ogled her fantastic tall body the big thrusting melon-shaped tits, the flat belly and tiny waist, and the sweet little puff of glossy brown curls at the top of her thighs. He felt just as hotly turned on to her as he had the first time.
"Now come over here, and undress me," he ordered.
Jenny's blush deepened. She hadn't expected that command. It was becoming increasingly clear that Sid could demand anything of her in exchange for the job. She'd be his slave as long as she worked at the club. Sighing, Jenny strolled over to him, her huge pale tits wobbling enticingly.
She dropped to her knees and helped him out of his shoes and socks. "You enjoyed being up on that stage tonight?" he asked as she worked.
"Not really," Jenny replied. "I didn't like all those men staring at me."
She rose to take off his jacket and tie, and Sid laughed, "Well, you better get used to the staring, honey. They couldn't keep their eyes off you. In face a couple guys asked if they could take you home for a price, of course."
Jenny reddened as she removed his shirt. "I'm only working her as a dancer, Sid," she said sternly.
"Sure, baby, of course," Sid said quickly.
Jenny couldn't help a twinge of lust as she studied his less, tan hair-matted chest. She might not particularly like the man, but she couldn't deny that he had a great body. She reached for his belt buckle, and her hands started to tremble. It seemed incredible that yesterday she'd been a virgin. And now she was an exotic dancer about to ball her boss.
"Yeah, you could go a long way in this business," Sid mused. "I'm willing to pay. You keep me happy, and I'll keep you happy."
"It's a deal," Jenny said grimly.
She got his pants open and let them drop. She tugged his shorts after them and knelt to help him step out of the puddle of clothing. As she rose she couldn't avoid looking at his cock. This time it was limp and drooping, hanging lazily from his thick black bush, just a little wrinkled sausage of pale flesh. His rosy hair-thatched nut sacs were limp and dangling, too.
"Come on over to the couch," Sid said.
There was a long wide backless couch in one corner of the room. Jenny could well imagine Sid using it for interviews with prospective dancers and cocktail waitresses. She sat down primly on the edge of the couch, but when Sid joined her he drew her down to lie beside him. Jenny's heart knocked. She wasn't ready for this.
Sid cupped her big hot tits and began gently molding and squeezing the silky-smooth flesh. Jenny gasped. No man had ever touched her tits before, and she was surprised to discover how sensitive they were. Sid's warm firm hands felt very pleasant as he fondled and pressed her big swollen jugs. Gradually she began to relax.
Sid seemed happily absorbed in what he was doing. Her enormous heavy boobs filled and overflowed his hands as he hefted and weighed them. He sighed and began to run his thumbs back and forth over her large rosy-brown nipples. Jenny gasped again as she felt little ripples of pleasure radiating from the soft buds.
"This doesn't hurt, does it?" Sid said when he heard her gasp of surprise.
"N-No," Jenny replied, blushing. "I just didn't know it would feel good."
Sid gawked at her, then broke into laughter. "You mean, no guy every played with your tits before?" he said. When Jenny sheepishly shook her head, he chuckled, "Christ, you weren't kidding about being a virgin. This must be my lucky week."
He bent low over her big thrusting tits and stuck out his gleaming red tongue. Jenny watched in a mixture of embarrassment and curiosity as he began to lick her large soft cone-shaped nipples, flitting back and forth between them. It felt delicious, she couldn't deny it. She felt her pussy start to moisten and glow.
When he'd left both brown-red nipples gleaming with his saliva, Sid pressed his lips to her left nipple and very slowly sucked the whole thing into his mouth. As Jenny felt the supersensitive bud being drawn into heat and wetness, she almost moaned aloud with horny excitement. It felt terrific when he started sucking fast and loud on her tit.
Sid made loud lewd slurping noises as he sucked on her big soft nipple. Even those obscene sounds aroused her. Hot pleasure radiated from her nipple as he sucked, streaking right down t
o her pussy. Her whole slit was getting hotter and wetter by the second.
"Ummmmm," Jenny murmured.
She felt her aroused nipple slowly going stiff and bumpy in Sid's loudly sucking mouth. The soft bud rose into erection, throbbing and more sensitive than ever. When Sid felt the hardness, he released the gleaming nipple and dived for the other one, which was still soft. Jenny gasped with pleasure as he began to suck it.
She wondered why Ron couldn't have done this to her. Even if he didn't believe in going all the way before marriage, there were a thousand delightful little things they could have done to give each other pleasure. But all she'd ever gotten from Ron was a little hand holding and a few discreet kisses. She almost hated him for his will-power. He'd cheated both her and himself of so much fun.
