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The Usherette (4/7)
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CHAPTER SIX
Without watching where it fell, Betsy dropped her dress and
stood dressed in nothing but her tight blue panties. The lovely
teen stared at her reflection in the full length mirror that stood
in the dingy, crowded dressing room of the Majestic Theater.
Betsy wasn't certain how she felt about what she saw. The
slim eighteen-year-old stared at the firm but terribly small globes
of her breasts and sighed unhappily. Compared to Grace's large,
smooth breasts, hers were pimples!
Oooohhhhh, you shouldn't have done that Betsy told herself but
it was already too late. The lovely young teen tried not to think
about the older woman, but no matter how hard she tried a small,
secret smile began to tug at the corners of her mouth. You know
how it makes you feel when you think about her, a little voice
whispered in her ear. But Betsy ignored the whisper and a soft,
dreamy look crept into her large dark eyes.
She felt a funny, soft feeling in her belly and rubbed her
open palm over the firm outline of her little pussy. Far in the
back of her mind, Betsy Morrison knew that what she'd been doing
for the past three days was nasty and perverted, but the memory of
how Grace's firm, slick tongue could make her gasp and squeal for
what felt like hours at a time was so strong that Betsy knew that
she couldn't stop seeing her.
Since that first night that they'd spent together Grace had
been with her or on her mind every second. Julia hadn't minded.
She was so wrapped up with Mr. Henry that she didn't notice that
Betsy was never home.
The pretty young teen giggled happily when she remembered how
she'd managed to evade Rick and Mr. Simpson. Each time that
either man tried to corner her and talk to her, Grace would manage
to show up and cramp their styles! Ohhhh, it felt nice to squeeze
and play with her moistening pussy. Lazily Betsy watched her
fingers press and wiggle against the silky material of her panties.
Grace had taught her to do this, she'd always felt sort of funny
and embarrassed when she masturbated before, but the older woman
showed her how nice it was. Grace even showed Betsy how she played
with her hairy nest when there was no one else around.
Betsy saw a dark spot growing at the front of her panties and
it made her feel warm and melty inside when she realized that it
was her own love juice squirting out of her tight vagina and oiling
the tender membranes of her vulva.
It was so early. Betsy felt funny being at work at ten in the
morning but this was her first chance to work the film club and she
didn't want to pass up the extra twenty dollars that Newton Simpson
promised her for working it. Kathy was already dressed and
downstairs so reluctantly the smiling young teen stopped touching
and squeezing her tingling sex and slipped into the form-fitting
uniform.
Betsy was down the stairs and moving through the lobby before
she realized that there was something very unusual about the
members of the film club, they were all men! Everywhere she looked
the young teen saw men, older men for the most part and many of
them wore overcoats, even though it was summer.
As she bustled about, opening doors and helping Rick take
tickets Betsy slowly became aware of the warm, lingering glances
that the patrons gave her. At first the eighteen-year-old was
flustered and upset but slowly she realized what those looks were
trying to tell her and the firm, smooth lips of her vulva grew hot
and moist.
Betsy turned, looking for Kathy, but when she saw the older
teen she was standing in a dark corner of the lobby, a tall man in
front of her. The shocked little brunette wasn't certain, but she
thought she saw Kathy's hand pressed against the front of the tall
man's slacks!!
Before Betsy could even be sure of what she was seeing, the
music for the first film blared to life in the theater and all the
men in the lobby hurried inside. Acting automatically, Betsy moved
down the aisle doors and closed them. She was so caught up in her
private thoughts that she didn't bother to look up and see what was
being shown on the screen.
What is it? What is going on? The questions in her mind
bewildered the young teen because she could think of no answer.
Grace would have the answer, but when she turned to the candy
counter the young teen was amazed to find it dark and closed down.
Grace wasn't there.
"What's the matter, chick? You look like something just bit
you."
Betsy whirled on her heel and found Rick standing before her,
a knowing grin on his handsome face. "Didn't your precious Grace
tell you about the film club? That's not a very good sign, is it?"
Betsy didn't know what he was saying. The pretty young teen
stared at the young head usher and helplessly shook her head. A
slow, pleased smile creased Rick's youthful face. Moving confi-
dently Rick caught Betsy by the arm and led her to one side of the
lobby. "What I'm saying is that dear old Gracie has done her part
and now she's throwing you back to the wolves."
The young teen was more confused than ever and she hated that
smile on Rick's face. She jerked her arm free of his grasp but he
moved in front of her and barred her escape.
"Let me go," Betsy hissed-angrily. "I don't have to let you
make me... do things."
Rick just grinned.
"I'll tell Mr. Simpson. He won't put up with you bothering
me!!"
Rick scowled. His face looked cold and angry when he answered
her. "You stupid little twat! Who do you think runs this mess?
You'd better wise up and do it quick!"
Before she could protest, Rick caught Betsy by the arm again
and forcibly pushed her towards the main aisle of the theater.
"Take a look at what the film club is watching this morning and
then tell me about what Simpson won't put up with around here!"
The head usher jerked the doors open and shoved Betsy into the
auditorium, stepping in behind her so that he could keep his
painful grip on her elbow.
Betsy didn't have any idea of what she was supposed to see but
when the pretty young teen recovered her balance and looked up at
the screen she thought that her heart would stop!
The lovely brunette felt her knees shake and knew that she was
crying silently as she watched a pretty blonde bend her head and
pop the swollen, leaking head of some faceless man's penis in her
open mouth! Betsy's belly lurched and she wanted to scream, but
before she could make a sound Rick had clapped a hand over her open
mouth while he whispered urgently in her ear.
"How do you like it? This is the film club, all the perverts
and nuts in town come here two mornings a week and watch this shit!
Do you think that the man who runs this will give a damn if I
screw around with you? You're just another cunt, honey, and all he
cares about is that you be around and in good shape for what he has
in mind for you!"
Betsy heard the words but their impact was softened by the
flashing images on the screen. The camera was focused on a pretty
young teen. She was only nineteen or twenty and she sat naked on
a man's
knee. Betsy felt a chill race up and down her spine when she
realized what would happen. The man in the movie was naked too and
the giggling young teen was stroking and squeezing his erect
prick with her tiny fist.
Oooooh, nooooo, that voice whispered in Betsy's mind. She's
just as young as me, she's too young for him to do that to her. Her
entire attention was focused on the screen and the terrible thing
that she
was watching.
Betsy didn't notice when Rick drew her down in a seat and sat
beside her as they watched the naked man lift the young teen and
swing her high over his rampant cock before bringing her down. The
giggling young teen sat with her plump thighs spread wide on
either side of the man's thighs. She sat with her back to him and
in such a way that it looked as if his upthrust cock was growing up
from between her legs.
There was no sound but somehow Betsy knew exactly what was
being said when the man leaned forward and began to whisper in the
young teen's ear and stroke her naked body at the same time.
The pretty little blonde giggled again and nodded. Her small
hands clamped around the swollen, vein wreathed shaft of the man's
prick and made obscene frigging motions on it. The man threw his
head back and Betsy was sure that she could hear the echo of his
pleased moan. One of the man's hands pressed down over the naked
blonde's belly and then he inserted a finger in the pink and white
slit of her bottom.
Betsy's own little love box began to burn and drip. She was
disgusted with herself, but the images that she was watching were
so strong and so exciting that she couldn't help herself.
On screen the young blonde giggled again and turned her head
to
whisper something to the man. Strong hands gripped the blonde
gal by the waist and she was lifted about a foot off the man's
lap. The camera zoomed in and when the focus settled the audience
was awarded with a terrible close up of an huge, bloated cockhead
entering the young blonde's slit.
Betsy heard a groan rise up from the men in the audience and
that sound set something off inside of her and before she knew what
she was doing she was moaning along with them! The shaken young
usherette watched with sick fascination as the huge knob of the
man's cock forced aside the soft folds of the young teen's
lightly haired vulva and disappeared inside of her. Betsy could
see
gleaming drops of love lube squirting out of the young teen's
gorged cunt and knew that a flow of her own was wetting the crotch
of her panties.
The slender eighteen-year-old was so engrossed in the awful,
delicious scene before her that she offered no resistance when Rick
pushed her forward and undid the zippers to her top and the short
skirt that she wore.
The camera panned upward and the entire screen was filled with
the grimacing face of the young blonde teen. Betsy knew what she
was feeling, the memory of Newton Simpson's big, hard prick filling
her was still fresh and terrifyingly hot in her mind.
"You like it, don't you? I thought that it would shake your
day but I guess you're a young tougher than l thought you were."
She couldn't answer him. Betsy's attention was fixed on the
screen and she shivered as she watched the man's hands slowly guide
the twisting, jerking body of the nineteen-year-old up and down on
his
massive cock. Betsy was sure that she could make out the outline
of his prick under the flesh of the young teen's flat belly and
watched with growing excitement as it moved up and down, stretching
and pulling her teen vagina, making room in her small body for
itself.
The top of her uniform was loose and Betsy was aware of Rick's
hand as it slid upward, over her fibs. She gasped, then moaned
when his fingers closed around her firm young breast and squeezed
it. But even then she couldn't tear her eyes away from the screen.
A third performer had appeared. It was the blonde woman that
she'd seen sucking the naked man's prick. She was on her knees
before him and, as he raised and lowered the groaning young teen
on his prick, the woman leaned forward and began to lick and flick
at the gal's lightly haired pussy with a long, red tongue!!
A couple passed between the screen and the first row, catching
Betsy's attention for a moment. It was the other usherette, Kathy,
and she was taking a man back behind the screen! For the first
time Betsy realized the purpose of having that bed back there and
she was shaken beyond words!
The pretty eighteen-year-old's eyes flickered back to the
screen
and then she shuddered as a close up of the woman's tongue waggling
and slithering over the young blonde's clit assaulted her senses.
Memories of how good it felt to be licked like that shook Betsy and
made the flames that were already burning inside of her leap high
and out of control.
The pretty young usherette felt insistent hands tugging at
her loosened skirt and she gave no thought to the fact that she was
in a hall with close to two hundred men. She lifted off the seat
and let Rick slip her clothing to the floor.
Betsy fell back in her seat. The pretty teen's panties and
skirt hung at her ankles, her uniform top was loosened and had been
rolled up over her belly so that from the waist down she was naked.
"You want some of that, don't you?"
Rick's question stung and burned in Betsy's brain. The pretty
young teen shuddered as she watched the man on the screen increase
the pace and cruelly slam the young teen down on his blood hard
cock.
"You need the feel of a prick, I know you do," the handsome
head usher whispered.
Rick's fingers pressed in between her own slender thighs and
the teen spread them as wide as she could, hampered only by the
wadded clothing that still clung around her ankles.
Rick's forefinger found the lube slick lips of her own
lightly haired little sex and while Betsy watched the other man
fuck the
young teen, the finger sank deep into her newly opened love
sheath. A long, shuddering sigh oozed out of the young teen's
mouth and her hips began a shameless wiggling as she worked the
tight mouth of her pussy around the finger, clamping down on it as
if it was a long, slender prick working in and out of her.
"Ooooohhhhh, I can feel that old Newt has been busy," Rick
breathed in surprise. "He fucked you! He broke your cherry didn't
he?"
She didn't want to tell him. It was private and personal, but
the feel of Rick's slick finger working back and forth over her
stiff clit loosened Betsy's tongue and the humiliated young teen
heard herself babbling to him in response.
"Ooooohhh, yesssss!! Annnnggghhhhh, Ricky it feels so nice,
do it faster!!"
The head usher snorted angrily and fumbled with his own
clothing. Betsy wasn't surprised when her hand was jerked forward
and her fingers were pressed tight around the young man's erect,
throbbing cock. "Ahhhhhh, it feels so long and so hard!"
She loved it. Betsy's eyes were riveted on the screen and
while she watched the man cum in the young teen and followed the
thick rivulets of cum squirt out of her tiny cunt, her fingers
rapidly jerked up and down on Rick's cock.
"Do you want to cum? Do you need it now, baby?" Rick's
question was crude and to the point, but Betsy didn't care. The
young teen was past embarrassment and shame. All she could do was
obey the hot, urgent demands of her body.
"Ohhhhhhh ... yessssss, I want to cum, Ricky. Make me cum,
please!" Before she finished her plea the pretty, half naked young
girl was pulled crosswise in her seat and her head was pressed down
in the head usher's lap.
All that she could hope for was that she would make him so
happy that he would give her what she needed. Betsy didn't
hesitate. Her lips formed an oval and she dropped her head,
forcing the tangy knob of Rick's erect penis deep in her mouth. At
the same time her cheeks hollowed and she began to eagerly nurse
and pull on his prick.
The handsome usher jumped and then groaned. Betsy felt both
of his hands on her head guiding her up and down over his pulsating
shaft and she was shocked to realize how happy and delighted she
was to feel his hard meat pushing and bumping against the roof of
her mouth. For days Grace had been telling her how awful and
disgusting men were, but now she remembered how exciting and
fulfilling they were as well!!
Betsy was lost in a rapture that left her open and defense-
less. Another pair of hands was moving over the naked spheres of
her bottom, but she didn't give it a thought until she heard Rick
laugh and push harder at the top of her bobbing head, then she
realized what was happening. It was someone else's hands. Rick
couldn't have four of them!
The pretty teen moaned and tried to lift her head away from
the drooling head of Rick's long, jerking cock but the excited
usher wouldn't let her. She tried to turn her head and see who was
playing with her bottom but all she could see was the vague outline
of another man.
A finger moved down between the firm cheeks of her ass and
found the wet mouth of her pussy. Betsy moaned again and shuddered
as the stranger's finger slipped into her already wet and lubricat-
ed cunt and began to move around and around. She knew that she
should fight it, but the warm delicious feeling that the finger
gave her was too much to ignore and the pretty teen moaned and
wiggled her exposed bottom while she eagerly sucked and pulled on
the hard prick that filled her mouth.
It only took a few knowing strokes and she was on fire!!
Betsy squealed, the sound muffled and muted by the fat spear of
flesh that she was sucking on. She shook her bottom and rolled her
hips, helping the faceless man's finger twist and turn inside of
her. But Betsy's moans of pleasure turned to groans of fear and
pain as another finger wet itself in the drool that was pouring out
of her and began to press hard against the wrinkled rosette of her
tender anal passage!!
"Ouuuuwwww, dun't du thut," the pretty teen mumbled. But the
man behind her ignored Betsy's garbled plea for mercy and pressed
again. This time his lubricated finger popped past her clenched
sphincter and slid deep in the hot, pulsating grip of her rectum.
"Ouuuuuwwww, ut hurts. Pluze, dun't du thus tu muh!!!"
The man's other finger was still working back and forth over
her swollen distended clitoris and each time that it mashed it flat
Betsy would gasp and suck a little harder on the cock that she held
in her moist little oral cavity.
The worst part, the part that frightened and bewildered the
small brunette, was the fact that she liked it! The feel of the
thick finger twisting and turning in her rear made the lovely
eighteen year old jump and buck. She couldn't resist the impulse
to
respond and soon she was ramming her defenseless ass back against
the stranger's hand, helping him force the full length of his two
fingers into the slack and softened openings in her tender bottom.
Betsy groaned and snuffled. Her wet tongue lashed back and
forth over Rick's hard prick while she sucked on and on. The taste
of the head usher's penis filled her mouth and the thought that
soon she would taste his white, creamy cum only made her more
excited than ever.
"Aggghhhh, that's the Way," Rick panted as he pressed Betsy's
head even deeper into his lap. The young girl moaned, her wind
was cut off when the fat head of his prick filled her throat but
before she could fight her way clear of it the knob jerked and a
warm stream of cum shot straight down her throat and into her
waiting belly.
The lovely little eighteen-year-old gasped for breath. When
she
was allowed to pull back, she felt a hot shower of cum hit her
cheek and managed to stuff the cockhead back into her pursed mouth
before the next hot jet of semen spurted out.
The fingers in her pussy and her burning ass continued to
twist and turn and as she greedily sucked and nursed on the
spouting cock they brought her to her climax and she howled. Long
strings of cum dangled from her mouth when the young teen lifted
her head and called out. She was aware of the cum hitting her eyes
and her nose and aware of the heads that were turning in her
direction, but that didn't matter. What did matter was the
brilliant stabbing pains of her orgasm and the lovely, melting way
that she felt.. "Aaaaaaiiiiieeee, keep it up!!! Oooooooo, please
do it faster and faster ... Unnnnngggggg!!!"
CHAPTER SEVEN
You'll be just like that, Betsy told herself. No matter what
you tell yourself now, they'll turn you into something like that if
you let them. The theater was empty and Betsy stood peeking into
the ladies lounge watching Kathy tiredly lean over the wash basin
and try to wipe away the white crusty cum marks from her body.
Every time that she moved, Betsy was shaken by the stinging
pain that came from her stretched anal opening. The movies had been
over for more than an hour, but it only seemed like moments ago
that Rick and that man, a man that she'd never seen, had whipped
and worked her into that long series of orgasms in the back row.
The little brunette nervously ran a finger from her own lips down
over her chin and to her throat. She wanted to make sure that none
of the dried cum was still on her too.
Kathy hadn't said a word to her when she finally appeared from
behind the screen and staggered up the stairs to the lounge.
Consumed by curiosity she'd followed the older teen and watched
while Kathy stripped her wrinkled uniform away and used paper
towels to scrub at the stains covered her firm, up tilted breasts.
As worried and shocked as she was, Betsy was still aware of the
tingle that she felt deep in her belly when she looked at the
saucy, still stiff nipples that grew up. from the firm globes of
the nineteen-year-old's breasts and for a moment she wondered if
Grace had taken her home too?
Did she do that? Did she take her home and put her on her bed
so that she could suck and lick at her the way that she did with
me? Betsy felt the evil flicker of jealousy burning in her before
she realized what she was doing to herself. For the first time the
young teen understood what had been happening to her since she
came to the Majestic and that realization shook her to the core!
The young girl trembled when she imagined what it would be
like if she were caught in the mess that she saw brewing here.
Julia would be so shocked and hurt and how would she feel about
herself if everyone knew the awful things that she'd been doing
since she came to work here?
Of course it wasn't as simple as all that. Betsy still wasn't
certain how she felt about her mother now. After seeing and hearing
her with Dave Henry her vision of her mother was blurred and
unsettled. But the idea of having it known what she had been doing
made Betsy's mind up for her. The pretty young teen could see the
sneering, knowing looks that her friends would give her and the
idea of having to talk to the police about what had happened was
too awful to even think about!
I'll quit. We'll just have to do without all the extra money,
Betsy told herself as she turned away from the lounge door and
headed for Mr. Simpson's office door. They're all crazy, I'm not
going to be here when the trouble starts!!
There was no doubt in Betsy's mind about what she was going to
do when she knocked on Newton's door, then barged in without
waiting for an answer. She was going to quit and she was going to
make sure that she didn't let him touch her while she talked to
him!
"Mr. Simpson? I have to talk to you about something imp.......
"Betsy stopped in mid-sentence because the theater manager wasn't
alone in his office. Another man sat across from the desk, a
handsome older man with distinguished graying hair. He was wearing
a beautifully tailored suit.
Betsy began to tremble and tried to back out of the door. But
instead of being angry, Mr. Simpson smiled at her and motioned for
her to come to his desk. The young teen was too surprised and off
balance to refuse. After a moment's hesitation she stepped back
into the office and shyly approached the desk. "See? I told you
that she was nice. You don't have to worry about me, I know how to
pick my staff."
The man on the other side of the desk nodded in answer to
Newt's boast and calmly eyed Betsy from head to toe. The slim
young teen saw the heat and the interest in the older man's eyes
and shivered. She didn't want him to touch her. She wanted to leave
and never come back, but there was something about the other man,
something that rattled her completely. He looked just like her
daddy!!
"Come here, baby," the older man said in a low voice. "I want
a better look at you." His voice even sounded like daddy's! The
young teen wanted to cry as she slowly moved towards the graying
man's outstretched hand.
"Betsy ... this is... uh, Mr. Baker, Harold Baker," Newton
mumbled as Betsy took the' man's hand. The slim young usherette
knew that Baker wasn't really his name, but she didn't care. All
she wanted to do was go closer to him and see if he still reminded
her of her dead father.
"Mr. Baker is in charge of the Majestic and .... other places
for the company," Newton said softly. "I was just telling him
how... good you are at your job and how... worthwhile you'll be to
us soon."
For the first time Betsy understood. She realized that the
wasn't talking about the movie house. He was talking about the men
who came to the film club and what went on in the bed behind the
screen. She wondered where they would put her cot, when she was
ready, in the dressing room?
Despite her understanding, the young' teen wasn't upset. She
stared into Mr. Baker's eyes and felt that warm, gushing feeling in
her pussy.
He was just like daddy and now she realized something,
something that had been hidden from her all those years. She wished
that Mr. Baker was daddy, because she knew what he wanted from her
and she knew that she wanted him to have it! It would have been so
exciting if daddy had wanted her like that!!
"Do you like working for us, honey? Now that you've been here
for a while, do you think that you'd like to stay with us?"
Here was her chance. Betsy knew that all she would have to do
was tell him that she-wanted to leave and she could do it. But when
the pretty young girl stared deep into the handsome, gray haired
man's eyes no words came to her.
Mr. Baker smiled at Betsy and gently pulled her closer. His
fingers felt warm and gentle on the bare flesh of her wrist and
when they started to move up her arm all she could do was tremble
with anticipation.
"You are a pretty teen, that's good. A pretty girl can do well
with us, she can have fun and make a lot of money at the same time.
Do you like that idea, young teen?"
Betsy shuddered and watched as Mr. Baker's hand tightened
around her elbow and he used his gnp to gently pull her up on his
lap. Newton Simpson coughed and started to get up from his chair,
but Mr. Baker used his free hand to motion him back.
"You don't have to leave, does he, honey? Why don't you make
us all a drink, then we can call that other teen you have here and
we'll have a short party up here."
The ice in her glass slid forward and clunked against her
teeth. Betsy had just finished her drink in one big gulp, the way
that Mr. Baker told her to. The pretty young usherette coughed and
gasped for air when the fire of the whiskey exploded in her rummy.
It was her first experience with drinking and Betsy had just
finished her second drink. "Ohhhh, it makes me feel... dizzy,"
Betsy murmured as she sat her empty glass down and leaned back
against Mr. Baker's shoulder.
The pretty young girl could hear the man laugh and feel the
vibrations against her spine. He'd taken off his suit coat-and she
was. even more aware of his body heat as the older man hugged her
tight.
Betsy giggled. She could feel Mr. Baker's prick. stirring and
stiffening under her and she surprised herself with her own
boldness when she wiggled her bottom against it. The slender young
brunette heard the man behind her grunt and felt his big hand land
on her bare thigh and start upward.
The office was dark. Newton had pulled the drapes and he was
sitting across the room with Kathy. Betsy strained her eyes and saw
that the theater manager clinched with the older teen, their arms
were wrapped around each other as they kissed.
Betsy sighed and wiggled her bottom again. Just watching Kathy
respond to Newt's touch was making her feel funny and soft inside.
She'd forgotten how nice it was to be kissed by a man, to feel his
stubble lightly scratch her face and taste the cigarette tobacco on
his lips. Grace was nice and excited her, but the young teen
realized that she needed more, at least some of the time.
Mr. Baker's hand was under her skirt, but it was moving too
slow to suit Betsy and the slender little girl pulled the skirt up
and jerked the leg band of her panties aside so that he could touch
her.
"Ohhhhhh, you're learning fast," the handsome man who held her
whispered. Betsy gasped and stiffened as he pressed a stiffened
finger into the moist grip of her baby pussy. "Newton told me that
he was the first inside of you, is that right?"
Betsy was embarrassed, but she nodded as she rolled her hips
again. The finger burrowed deeper inside of her and it felt so nice
that she almost had a tiny climax! "Is he the only one? Has anyone
else ever fucked you, honey? Have you let some other stud shove it
to you yet?"
"Huuuuuh! Noooooo," Betsy gushed as he wiggled his finger back
and forth over her stiff little love bud. "Noooooo, it scared me,
I... I didn't want to let anyone do it to me again."
The second that she answered him Betsy felt Mr. Baker's prick
jump and butt hard against her bottom. The pretty teen moaned
with pleased anticipation and reached between her open legs so that
she could cup the fat outline of his heavy balls.
"You're not afraid now, I can tell that you're ready again,"
Mr. Baker's voice was so soft and low that it sounded like he was
humming to her. Betsy couldn't answer him, she couldn't make a
sound.
"I'm glad that no one else has been in you, baby," the man
whispered as he lifted Betsy and put her on her feet. They worked
together and in seconds she was naked except for her shoes. "I wish
that I had known about you because I would have been the first!"
The naked, little teen shivered as she watched Mr. Baker strip.
She darted a nervous glance at Mr. Simpson and Kathy but she
needn't have worried. The two on the couch were already half naked
and Kathy lay back while Newton was busy sucking and pulling on her
stiff nipples.
Betsy swayed on her feet and for the first time realized that
she was almost drunk. The pretty young brunette giggled and shook
her head, letting her long dark hair dance and swing around her
head.
All that Mr. Baker was wearing was his shorts. Before he could
pull them down, Betsy moved to him and hooked her own small fingers
in the waist band of his straining shorts.
It was funny. Betsy knew that the whole situation was weird
but in spite of that, she felt at home and natural. Every time that
the little teen looked up into the handsome man's face she was
reminded of her father and the idea of standing naked before her
daddy, pulling down his shorts excited her. Betsy couldn't bring
herself to look at Mr. Baker's hard-on until she'd managed to jerk
his tight shorts down to his knees. Then, her knees shaking, Betsy
looked and the sight of his thick, hairy column set off a small
skyburst rocket in her belly and made the delicate muscles in her
tight love sheath strain and clamp down!!
Remembering-what she'd seen in the movie, the pretty young
girl used both hands to grip the sighing man's throbbing cock.
Betsy hesitated for a second, enjoying the feel of the big fleshy
spear as it throbbed against her palms, then she began to move her
hands up and down.
"Ummmmm, that's good," Mr. Baker sighed as he leaned against
the desk and watched the naked teen jack him off. "You have a
talent for this, you're a natural!" He patted her head and used his
fingers to pull Betsy's long hair back from her face. His other
hand drifted down from her shoulders and was gently squeezing and
stroking the firm buds of her little breasts. Betsy shivered and
pressed closer to him. She loved the feel of his hands, especially
when she pretended that they were daddy's.
"Lick it, honey," Mr. Baker sighed. "Get my cock all wet and
slippery so that I can slip it in you. Lick it all over." She'd
only been waiting for the invitation. Betsy took a deep breath and
bent her head.
"0oooooggghhhh, that's nice, the gray-haired man sighed.
"That's good as it can get!" He had turned and was shoving the
things on the top of Newt's desk aside. Betsy shivered happily as
she worked the dripping blade of her tongue up and down his thick
cock. She liked the taste and feel of it and the idea that she was
wetting it so that it could crawl into her belly made her love Mr.
Baker's cock all the more.
She'd worked her way to the tip and after licking and
slobbering around the underside, the naked young teen popped the
bloated tip of the older man's big dong into her mouth and began to
suck on it. Without taking her ovaled lips away from the penis,
Betsy turned her head slightly and peeked behind her. Kathy was on
her knees before the couch and she was sucking on Newton Simpson's
big prick too, It made the little eighteen-year-old feel grown up
and
important to be able to please men like this and it eased her mind
when she realized that Kathy did the same things as she did.
"Ummmmm that's good, honey," Mr. Baker finally sighed as he
pushed Betsy's bobbing head away from his big slab of meat. Now,
come up here and show me what he taught you."
Betsy was trembling with fear, but she didn't resist. She
allowed the naked man to lift her and sit her on the edge of the
desk. Looking down at his throbbing cock, the pretty young teen
felt like crying. She was still afraid and the thought of taking
that big thing inside of her was suddenly almost more than she
could bear!
"You'll hurt me," Betsy whimpered as Mr. Baker moved between
her naked thighs. The man ignored her as he pulled her bottom close
to the edge of the desk and began to press her backward, forcing
the moaning young girl to lay flat on her back. "Please, let me
suck it some more! I'm afraid, you'll tear me and hurt me! !"
"Shhhhh, don't worry," Harold Baker sighed and soothed Betsy.
The man ran his hands up and down over her naked body, lightly
caressing and pinching her velvet smooth flesh. "I won't hurt you.
We'll go slow. You'll love it, believe me."
It was terrible. Betsy was still afraid, but each time that he
touched her, each time that he let his wandering fingers press and
dip into her secret places, that fire in her belly grew stronger.
Soon it would be too strong to ignore!
"Watch me, honey," Mr. Baker whispered. "Watch me, lover."
Betsy's wide eyes were brimming with tears as She meekly did as
she was told and lifted her head so that she could see. Mr. Baker
held his big prick in his hand and was slowly, gently rubbing the
purple knob of the glans against the parted lips of her little
cunt.
The naked young teen gasped and stiffened on the desk top.
The firm pads of her ass clenched together and lifted her moist
chink. Again and then again the man rubbed the pulpy head of his
prick between the folds could see as well as feel the glans kissing
her distended young clitoris and sighed happily as waves of
pleasure eddied and shifted in her.
"Spread your legs, honey," the man panted as he pressed
forward. "Lift them and spread them for me."
Betsy moaned as she did. The lovely young teen gripped the
hollows behind her knees and pulled her slim thighs all the way
back to her shoulders. She could still see what Mr. Baker was doing
to her and when he lowered the head of his lance and fitted it in
the oozing mouth of her vagina the naked young teen whimpered and
began to roll her hips in a feeble effort to escape penetration.
"Be still," Harold sighed. "Don't worry, honey, I won't hurt
you." He used one hand to guide his bloated, saliva slick cock, and
with the other hand he pressed down against her tummy, pinning
Betsy to the desk top while he slowly thrust the first two inches
of his big thing into her.
"Unnngggghhhh..." Betsy whimpered helplessly when she felt her
tight vagina being stretched and opened. Nothing had been inside of
her since that first time and this was almost as bad as it was
then! "Ooooggghhhh you're hurting me... awwwwwgggghhhh, please, Mr.
Baker you are hurting me!!"
Harold Baker snorted and shook his head, His eyes were closed
and he didn't hear her. Betsy shivered and strained to pull her
slender legs farther apart. It helped. Stretching her thighs seemed
to make more room for his big prick that way.
"Ahhhhhh, God but you're tight," the man finally gasped.
Betsy moaned in answer. Looking down she could see more than
half of his bloated stalk buried in her belly and the sight of it
frightened her and thrilled her all at the same time.
"It's going to feel good, honey, just relax and let it happen,"
Harold whispered to her.
Betsy was about to answer him when he reached forward and
covered the flattened buds of her small breasts with his warm
palms.
"Shhhhhh, just relax, kid. Lay back and let me fuck you.
You'll love it in a few minutes!"
A dull, slow moving sensation was building up inside of her.
Betsy's legs were hurting and she was forced to drop them. She let
them slide down around the naked man's rib cage and hug his waist.
The movement dropped her pelvis and the lovely young girl gasped
in amazement when she realized that the funny sensation was
pleasure!!
"Ohhhh!... Huuuuuuh!!" The sounds were gushing out of her as
the gray-haired man's cock advanced. It was getting thicker with
each fraction of an inch and Betsy stared down at the long,
throbbing hardon with awe. She couldn't stop herself. The muscles
of her ass clenched again and made her stinging, bruised little
cunt jiggle around the stiff post that was slowly gliding into her.
Mr. Baker grinned when he heard her moans of pain turn into sighs
of pleasure. He increased the pressure, driving himself into her to
the balls!!
Her vision was blurred and dancing when Betsy looked up at him
again. This time the gray-haired man who towered over her and was
intent on working his painfully big dong in and out of her looked
more like daddy than ever!
"Oooooooooo, Daddy," the shaken young teen moaned as she
wiggled and rolled her narrow hips. "It feels better now. Do it ...
I like it now!"
Mr. Baker looked surprised, then pleased. His eyes grew
brighter and he smiled, showing his white even teeth.
"Oh yes? Would you like it with daddy? Do you want daddy to
fuck you and make you cum and cum?" He sounded just like her daddy
and that, combined with the lovely feel of his big, slippery prick
beginning to move in and out of her broke the string for Betsy!!
"Oooooooohhhh, yesssss, Daddy. I want that! I didn't know
it before, but I want that so much!" The naked teen shuddered and
wiggled her smooth lightly haired body jerked and humped on the
slick
desk top. They both watched breathlessly as almost half of the
swollen cock was withdrawn and they both groaned with pleasure as
it jammed home again!
Betsy's neck muscles were taut and stood under her flesh like
straining bridge supports. flesh was crawling with excitement. The
teen's hands gripped the gray-haired man's shoulders and pulled as
she fought to bring the stuffed oval of her bubbling little cunt
closer to him. Harold Baker grunted and shook as he began to make
long, smooth strokes into the pink and red mouth of the teen's
lightly haired pussy.
Betsy heard a muffled, shuddering groan of pleasure from across
the room and she raised her head to see what was happening. Kathy
was on her hands and knees in the center of the room.
Newton knelt behind Kathy and he was the one making the
moaning sounds as he sent thrust after flesh shaking thrust into
the seventeen-year-old's body. It only took a second for Betsy to
realize that the theater manager's big prick was buried in the
teen's anus! Betsy gasped and shook. She was afraid of that too,
but even so she couldn't drag her eyes away from the lewd sight.
Looking over his shoulder, Mr. Baker saw what Betsy was looking
at and a new, hard sound crept into his voice. "Would you like
that? Do you want daddy to stick his big cock up your ass too?"
Betsy gasped and moaned. The muscles in her love sheath
tightened pain,fully and she wiggled frantically on the end of her
daddy's big prick. "Noooooo," she whimpered pitifully. "Nooooo,
don't do that to me, Daddy. Don't I... couldn't ...
ooooooohhhhhhhh!!!"
Mr. Baker snorted and then groaned as the teen's deliciously
tight pussy clamped down on him. He bucked and thrust and each time
that his big prick sank home it would drive the whimpering young
girl back an inch.
"Agggghhhh, shake your ass, honey! Shake it, Daddy's going to
cum in you. Daddy's going to fill his baby's cunt with cum...
agggghhhh!!!"
The warm gush inside of her stimulated Betsy. The naked teen's
body arched up off the desk, her heels locked tight behind his
back. Betsy was aware of how slick and hard to hold the big prick
had become and she clamped down even harder on it, milking Mr.
Baker's frothy semen up from his shrinking balls with each pull.
"Ooooo... dadddddddyyy!!! I... Aaaaaaiiiiieeeeeeeeee!!!"
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