CHAPTER 12
Vel and Cheese hardly saw each other Wednesday morning. Both of them had sore pussies, and furthermore, Vel had begun her period, so they mutually decided to take some sexual rest. Vel set about to fulfill her recent vow with Shawn to be more responsible, and took care of errands.
Cheese took care of errands too, but one “errand” was very sexual in nature. Henrietta came down in the middle of the day to receive her “victory fuck” from Cheese. The soft porn actress was between projects so she had a lot of time on her hands and got there hours earlier than Cheese expected.
Henrietta rang up Cheese as she neared her house and asked where they should meet. Cheese was stumped. She obviously couldn’t use her own home, as she had a ban on sexual scheming there, especially since Brad would be back from school in a couple of hours. She also couldn’t use Vel’s home, since Vel still thought Henrietta was a real psychiatrist and not a lusty bisexual actress.
Cheese had an unusual idea and met Henrietta at a restaurant. Henrietta met Cheese at one of the restaurant’s tables, and after hello kisses and hugs, she asked while sitting down, “So. Why this restaurant, of all places? You have to admit it’s pretty unusual. This restaurant is inside a day care center!”
Cheese agreed. “Yes. Look around. I had two reasons. My logic is that I wanted a place where you and I could engage in a little public flirting with each other, to warm up. But when I was thinking about that, I found the idea of exposing myself to the eyes of men so revolting. I’m Shawn’s woman, now. The idea of any other guy looking at my privates just seems so wrong. So, I thought, ‘Where could we go that would be completely free of men?’ And this place popped into my mind. Check it out. Everyone here above the age of five or so is female. Most of them are young, married, and pretty good looking. Even the employees are all female - there must be some unwritten rule. This would be the perfect pick up spot for a guy except for the fact that all the women are married with children.”
“Wow, Cheese, you really must love this guy. I’ve never heard of you going on like this. I mean, not even wanting to flirt with other guys. You were born to flirt.”
“Yeah, but that was then. Now I figure I can channel whatever wandering energies I might have onto other women exclusively. Like you. Or the cute women all around us here.” Cheese had been carrying a bag, and now put it up on their table. “Here. I’ve brought a change of clothes. Something more risqué for both you and me. I figure we’re nearly the same sizes, just like Vel and I are.”
Henrietta looked into the bag and pulled out a top. She held it up. “This? You want me to wear this? In public? We’ll get arrested.”
“No worries. That’s the other reason we’re here, because I have it on good word that they’re very tolerant.”
Just then, an attractive blonde waitress came up to their table. “Good day. My name is Ginger. Can I take your order?”
Cheese responded, “I’m Cheese, and this is my friend Henrietta. Spelled with an X, but pronounced like a Z. We’re not quite ready. Why don’t you leave the menus?”
“Okay.” Ginger walked off, but Henrietta suspected something. It seemed as if the waitress and Cheese weren’t complete strangers. Henrietta guessed that Cheese had been here before.
The two of them retired to the ladies’ room. Cheese had Henrietta wear a miniskirt with no panties underneath. She also wore a revealing yellow top that hung very loosely. Sitting back, all of Henrietta’s considerable cleavage was exposed. If she leaned forward, one could see all her tits and even clear down to her stomach. The two thin straps ostensibly holding up the top hardly did anything at all. Cheese wore a similar outfit except hers was a one piece black leather dress. But it too completely failed to cover her crotch when she sat and exposed all when she bent forward. Cheese wanted them to be on a level field for any flirtation games.
Henrietta considered herself equal in sexual bravado with Cheese, but when she returned to her table, she couldn’t help but blush. Her miniskirt was so short and tight that when she sat down, it was nearly as if she wasn’t wearing any skirt at all. Her entire bush and then some was on display, no matter how much one tugged on the skirt. Worse, their table was hardly a table at all. That sat on stools with a small, round table between them. But the table was no impediment at all if she wanted to look at Cheese’s crotch and vice versa. The high stools put them even more easily on display for the other customers. She only had two consolations: one, she could keep her legs closed and keep some decency; and two, Cheese was in the exact same predicament she was.
Cheese, however, looked around without a care in the world.
Henrietta wasn’t so confident. She and Cheese were so gorgeous that even when they first came in, both wearing as much clothing as anyone else, they were public spectacles for everyone else in the restaurant. It was as if two famous Hollywood starlets happened to come into an obscure, suburban restaurant and tried to act casual. The vast majority of the other women weren’t at all sexually interested in the two buxom beauties (since, after all, virtually every single one was married with children), but few could resist sizing themselves up with the top competition.
But when the two women returned with their skimpy outfits, it was as if a record had been playing and someone jerkily pulled the needle away, leaving only dead silence. Conversations stopped, and then restarted, but now discussing the two daring women in their midst. As if their table wasn’t exposed enough already, it didn’t help that the table was right in the middle of the restaurant, open from every direction. There was nowhere to hide.
Yet less than a moment passed when Cheese reached back into her bag and pulled out two vibrators and openly placed them on the table. They were shaped like life-sized penises, but with clit stimulators attached. She winked, and said, “Got cock?”
Henrietta was very grateful that the music in fact continued to play (a typical top forty radio station), and other conversations created a steady hum, making it difficult for even those in adjacent tables to hear what Cheese said. Henrietta said, “Cheese, I thought I was wild, but come on. This is too much!”
Cheese just grabbed one of the vibrators and made a show of turning it on. Then she brought it underneath the table. With the way they sat on stools around a high table, Henrietta had no trouble at all seeing what happened next. Cheese’s hips wiggled as she was trying to stuff all the vibrator in, and then she let out a sigh of contentment. Cheese gave Henrietta a direct, challenging look, and said, “Your turn.”
Henrietta again looked around the room. At least half the mothers were staring intently at their table. She also saw a couple of little children, and was reminded about their strange location. She asked Cheese, “What about the kids? Aren’t you corrupting them?”
Cheese pointed out, “That would bother me too, but look at their ages. Most are three or less. They have no clue whatsoever. I don’t even see a five year old here. Not only that, but look how few kids there really are; maybe two percent of the whole crowd? This cafe is basically the place mothers hang out and sometimes eat while waiting for their kids to finish, and then once they do they’re out of here. Ironically you’d find way more kids at a typical restaurant. I think you’re just stalling for time.”
“I am NOT!” Henrietta said defensively. She grabbed the remaining vibrator off the table and brought it into her lap. But then she looked around the room again and saw all the prying eyes. She kept the dildo in her lap but couldn’t bring herself to put it inside her hole.
Just then, the waitress Ginger came back. She stood by the table and asked, “Are you ready to order?”
Henrietta leaned forward and grabbed the menu with the hand not holding the dildo. Then she looked up at the waitress and saw Ginger’s wide eyes. Henrietta realized that clearly Ginger was staring down into her cleavage, and just as clearly, she was getting quite an eyeful. Henrietta leaned back in an attempt to cover herself.
Cheese on the other hand, leaned forward. She said straight faced to the waitress, “Nice view here today, isn’t it?”
Ginger smiled and replied, “Nice view.”
Henrietta looked around and realized that they were inside, and there weren’t any windows. After all, they were in part of a large day care complex. She noticed how brazenly Ginger stared down Cheese’s chest, even with many of the other patrons continuing to stare at their table. Henrietta decided that Ginger had to be bisexual, if not completely lesbian.
Cheese smiled politely and calmly, and then said to Ginger, “We haven’t looked at the menu yet because my friend Henrietta here hasn’t put her vibrator in yet. At least I don’t think she has. Can you check?”
Ginger smiled back with an ordinary smile and said, “Certainly.” Then she bent down a bit and reached into Henrietta’s lap. She found the vibrator resting in Henrietta’s hand, and then pulled her own hand away. She said to Cheese. “Unfortunately, it’s still not in.” She said this with the same neutral tone as if she’d said, “Unfortunately, we’re all out of ketchup.”
Cheese replied with equal aplomb, “I think it must be because she’s dry.”
Henrietta was already quite shocked, but she was doubly shocked when Ginger bent even lower and reached under the table again, but this time aimed directly for Henrietta’s pussy. Henrietta had been so taken aback by recent events that she’d forgotten to keep her legs tightly closed, so Ginger’s fingers easily found their way directly inside the pussy.
Ginger frowned and said, “Hmm. No, it seems she’s quite wet. Very wet indeed.”
Henrietta couldn’t take it any more. Again looking around at the couple dozen surprised faces looking at them, she exclaimed, “What’s going on here? Who are you, Ginger, and what are you and Cheese up to?”
Cheese laughed. “I guess I couldn’t keep it a secret forever. I met Ginger a couple of weeks ago at a sex shop. She works there. We had a bit of fun after the shop closed. Last time I went back, Ginger told me that she works here too. She’s bi, and finds it a good place to pick up hot and very lonely and neglected housewives. And, as you can see, she’s in with the owners and so doesn’t have to worry about getting fired. Plus, with two jobs she’s paying off those student loans faster than you can say ‘spread your legs.’”
Henrietta heard the command and inadvertently spread her legs wide. But then she recalled all the strangers staring, and closed them up again. Ginger meanwhile was now on one knee, and still had three fingers up Henrietta’s pussy.
Henrietta’s face was very red, but she was a daring woman, and a hard one to shock. Relieved that they weren’t going to be thrown out, she let out a good laugh. Ginger and Cheese laughed too. It greatly eased the tension. For some reason that caused many of the strangers staring to lose interest, as if it had been announced the show was over.
Henrietta immediately fought back. With her eyes intently upon Cheese’s face, she said to Ginger, “Waitress, I’m not sure if Cheese’s vibrator is properly inserted. And without it in, how can we order anything? Can you check? Thoroughly? … And you, Cheese. Spread your legs so this woman can make a proper inspection.”
Cheese accepted the challenge and spread her legs. She returned Henrietta’s challenging stare with one of her own.
Ginger now got down on both knees and inserted the fingers of one hand into Cheese’s groin while keeping the fingers of the other hand in Henrietta’s pussy. She encountered a large vibrator blocking access to Cheese’s pussy, so she couldn’t put her fingers in. But she grabbed hold of the vibrator and pushed it in and out. Ginger said, “Henrietta, looks like the vibrator is very much in. Though I’m taking my time to handle it to be absolutely sure. That’s more than I can say for your vibrator.”
Henrietta would not be outdone. She pulled Ginger’s fingers away and put the vibrator deep inside her. It felt so good that she nearly screamed. As it was, the situation was driving her to a climax, and now with the big vibrator filling her all the way up, she was hit with a powerful orgasm. That caused her to slump down in her seat and inadvertently spread her legs. Ginger took advantage and worked on Henrietta’s clit, which caused Henrietta to only spread her legs even further.
Finally, after a minute or two of sitting in a very exposed position, Henrietta came to her senses enough to look around and see that there were still at least two dozen mothers staring at their table. But now she felt too good to stop. And seeing Cheese’s knees still wide, she refused to even close her legs up and lose the game of face Cheese was playing.
But she couldn’t take it any more. She suddenly said, “Cheese, if this was your idea of getting me warmed up, it worked! Let’s go fuck! Take me somewhere. Now.”
Cheese didn’t really have a private place away from home, but she hoped Ginger would provide. She asked, “Ginger, do you have like a storage closet or something we can use? And would you like to join us?”
“We certainly have just the thing. A storage closet. I’ll lead the way. But unfortunately I can’t partake, because I am at my job after all, and all these people want to eat. Next time let’s do this when I’m at the end of my shift. Okay?”
Henrietta and Cheese didn’t stick around to chat. Both were so worked up that they practically flew to the private room Ginger pointed out. Once inside, they fucked each other silly in total darkness in a small closet. The vibrators came in handy. They had to keep their voices down lest the mothers outside would hear them, but that only added to the intensity of their illicit fuck.
When they were all done, they waited a very long time and just talked, so hopefully most of the customers who’d seen them run off together would be gone. They were mostly successful, but not everyone had left. In fact, one woman had apparently waited for their return. She walked up to them and handed them a piece of paper with a name and phone number on it, and then walked off without saying anything.
Cheese walked out of the restaurant and into the parking lot. She examined the piece of paper and then remembered the face and body of the woman who handed it to her. She decided that the woman wasn’t “Shawn-worthy,” as she was too flat-chested and not gorgeous enough.
That resolved, Cheese said to Henrietta, “So. Welcome to my world. This is a fairly typical event since things began with Shawn. Now can you see why I’m slowly losing my self-control?”
“You come to this restaurant often?”
“No. It was a bit of a trial run to see if I could bring Shawn, Joanna, or Vel here. I don’t really know Ginger that well as I’ve only seen her at the other store a few times, and I don’t think we’d get along that great sexually, since she’s a dom and I’m a dom. She’s way into S and M, too, and uses this job and her other job to find subs she can use. She’s a great multitasker in that respect. It’s not really a job so much as a way for her to prowl. By the way, that’s why we didn’t have to worry about being caught. The owner of this whole complex is a woman about our age who’s one of her subs. Ginger told me all this so I could take advantage of the spot.”
“I wish you would have told me earlier! I wouldn’t have been so nervous.”
“But the nervousness is part of the fun. By the way, you notice how wholesome she looks? All Miss America Midwestern coffee shop waitress?”
“Yeah?”
“Don’t believe it. From the very limited experience I’ve had with her, I’d say she’s about the wildest and most insatiable sexaholic I’ve ever seen. I could hardly recognize her today. You should see her over at the sex shop, all dressed up like a dominatrix. Shawn still doesn’t know about her. I’m afraid to get her near him for fear that she’ll whip him black and blue or something. And she can go the other way and beg to be whipped and spanked, too. That’s the last thing he needs right now, more weirdness and exhausting sex with someone other than me.”
“So, have you done this at this restaurant at all before?”
“Oh. Sorry I didn’t really answer your question. No, all the fun takes place at the Chen house so far, but it’s of that kind of intensity that we experienced today. With Shawn there’s always something new and exciting, and highly orgasmic. You’ll find out tonight at the card game.”
“I can’t wait. Wow. You’ve got an amazing thing going on down here, Cheese. But the game isn’t until this evening. We’ve got hours and hours before I have to don my fake psychiatrist glasses. Why don’t we do a little shopping and catch up on old times? I’m so glad we’re back in touch. Why didn’t you look me up for some fucking and fun years back? You know I’m not the kind to hold grudges, even with what you did with Jeffrey.”
“Well, I pretty much gave up lesbian lovemaking not long after I last saw you. I started working my way up the social hierarchy and I guess I was afraid of what other people would think if I got found out. Cheating on husbands was okay, in the sense that it was expected, but a lesbian relationship was somehow beyond the pale in the gossipy circles I hung out with. Mostly, I worried that word would get back to Vel, and then she’d be appalled, and maybe even afraid that I would try to seduce her. I didn’t want to lose that friendship for anything and I still don’t. Remember that this was back in her prudish days, when I was doing my best NOT to seduce her.”
“But now, everything’s changed,” Henrietta noted.
“Yep. I couldn’t give a flying fuck what anyone else thinks any more, as you can see. It’s just all out sex and fun every single day of the week, and I’m loving it.”
“Damn.” Henrietta pondered the situation in silence while they walked across the parking lot together. The sky was sunny and cars honked in busy traffic somewhere in the distance. Henrietta could still barely comprehend what they just did in front of dozens of witnesses at the restaurant. She had a feeling that as intense as that experience was, the card game would be even better.
keep it up bro…….frankly speaking.i am a very slow reader, therefore everyday i will copy your story and hopefully 1 day (might be very…..long) i will finish the whole story.
CHAPTER 1 (Wednesday, Nov. 20)
Shawn made it a point to get to school ten minutes early. He figured his friend Sean usually got to school with time to spare, so that would be a good time to catch him and talk about a proposal he’d come up with the night before.
Shawn found his Korean-American friend locking up his bike at the bicycle racks. He immediately guided him away to a remote corner where Sera wasn’t likely to find them. Shawn was still doing his best to avoid talking to Sera whenever possible.
Finally alone, Shawn asked, “So, Sean. What are you up to?”
“I’m on my way to contact the Weekly World News.” That was the infamous over the top tabloid newspaper.
“Why?”
“So I can give them their next headline: Rare Shawn Sighting in Orange County, California. His friends Bat Boy and Elvis are believed to have stayed behind in their secret Bermuda Triangle underwater base.”
Shawn found that amusing, but played it straight. “I’ll have you know that while Elvis and I are casual acquaintances, I have NEVER met Bat Boy.”
They both laughed. Sean commented, “Very funny.”
“Not too bad yourself. But I need to be serious with you for a moment.” He pondered how to begin, then started with, “Sean, have you heard any strange rumors about me lately?”
“Actually, now that you mention it, I haven’t really heard anything but people have been asking me strange questions. Just yesterday this big football linebacker type came up to me - you know I never talk to anyone like that - and he asks all gruff-like, ‘Hey, you’re a friend of Shawn’s, right?’ I told him yeah and he starts asking me a couple of questions about your sex life, of all things! Isn’t that bizarre? And then another guy did nearly the same thing. Peter said it happened to him, too. I was going to tell you about it, but finding you lately is like finding the Loch Ness Monster or something.”
“What did they ask?”
“Mostly who you were sleeping with. I told them Hui Shan, of course. Since she’s your girlfriend. I mean, it’s none of my business, but I guessed that maybe you and her, were, you know…”
Shawn smiled at his friend’s awkwardness in discussing anything sexual. Although Sean was good looking and was in great shape thanks to his love of tennis and other sports, he was an even bigger nerd than Shawn used to be. Worse for Shawn’s purposes, Sean was below zero in sexual experience. His family was about as prudish as Shawn’s used to be, which was saying something. Like Shawn, he focused all of his sexual and romantic longing on someone unobtainable. Just as many boys in the school did, Sean worshipped the ground Sera walked on.
Shawn thought, Man, Sean, everything’s about to change. Get ready to hold on to your hat! Or maybe I should say hold on to your pants. “Look, I know I haven’t been the best of friends lately. These last couple months you’ve hardly even seen me - none of my friends have. I want to make it up to you. Can you keep a secret? Absolute secrecy? You especially won’t tell those guys snooping around?” Sean nodded. “The truth is, I’ve discovered sex in a big way. And Hui Shan being my girlfriend is just the latest chapter in a wild ride. I’ve been living a bit of a double life and having loads of sex without anyone knowing. Some of the women in this school are really wild. Sera, for instance.”
“Sera? You mean head cheerleader and goddess sent to Earth Sera? That Sera? You expect me to believe that you’ve been having sex with her? No way!”
“I do, and I have. Have you noticed how she actually says hello and even talks to me? Why do you think that is? That’s why those guys are snooping around. They’re worried that I’m sleeping with their girlfriends. In some social circles pretty far removed from the ones you know, I’m getting notorious. Some guy practically attacked me in the hallway yesterday.”
“I know. I thought maybe that’s what you wanted to talk about.”
“You know already? … Of course you know. Gossip spreads fast. So you see? The snooping? The bullying? It’s happening because they think I’m this sexual stud. And I don’t mean to toot my own horn, but there’s a certain truth to that!”
Sean was extremely skeptical. “Shawn, two months ago we had a major D&D Lord of the Rings simulation. It lasted all weekend. You were acting, like, king of the geeks.” Actually, Sean was king of the geeks much more than Shawn was, and had for instance been the one to think up and arrange the game he referred to, but Shawn let that point slide. “And now you’re telling me that this same guy, namely you, is fucking Sera and others? And you expect me to believe that?”
“It’s true! I swear to God. Things have changed. Why, speaking of Tolkien, a couple of weeks ago I was rereading the Lord of the Rings and just fizzled out in the middle of the Two Towers. Can you believe that? Me! Without getting too graphic, as much as I love Tolkien, I’d rather be caressing a young lady’s thigh than read about Frodo climbing Mt. Doom yet again. I’d even take it over the movies.”
Sean gasped as if Shawn had uttered a heresy.
Shawn couldn’t help smiling at his friend’s pre-sexual priorities, but he stifled the smile and pressed on. “It’s true. Reserve judgment for the moment and let me explain why I’m telling you all this. First off, I’ve had to be extremely secretive, and it’s been driving me crazy, living a double life. I need to tell someone. Frankly - and I know you’re gonna choke with laughter on this, but it’s true - frankly, I’m having sex with too many girls. Too many! Isn’t that bizarre? I’ve set expectations I can’t meet, and I need to cut back. And there’s where you come in. You’re a reasonably attractive guy, probably the same as me in the looks department. That’s good. You’ve got some nerdy glasses that are a big turn off, but we’ll take care of that. I basically want to hand off some of the girls to you.”
Sean gaped and replied, “What? Did I hear that correctly? There’s just enough evidence to make me think you’re serious. You’ve changed, man. Changed. You’ve been acting so different lately and of course you’re never around; there must be something going on with you. Are you serious?!?”
“I am, already. Geez. I’m hoping you can kind of be my apprentice. I talked to a girl on the phone yesterday. Her name is Kim. She’s on the cheerleading squad. She’s…”
“Kim?” Sean exclaimed. “The cheerleader Kim? She’s definitely doable. I’d totally do her. You’re fucking her? But what about Hui Shan? Hui Shan is awesome. I would never cheat on Hui Shan if she was my girl!”
“I know she’s great, but she’ll let me sleep with other girls, and variety is the spice of life. Believe me, man. You couldn’t imagine how active my sex life is, which is why I need your help with Kim. And others, but she’ll be a good start.”
“Others? This is some kind of joke, right?”
“It’s no joke. My ultimate goal is to get you and Sera together.”
“SERA?!? All right, you had me going there for a while. I was totally falling for it. But you crossed the line with that one. Come on, man, the joke is over.”
“Look, I’m not asking you to believe me. In fact, the truth is so amazing that I wouldn’t believe it if you told it to me. I mean, I’m sleeping with women that practically make Sera look ugly. You know that woman on Star Trek: Voyager with the big tits and funny name?” Shawn knew that she was another unobtainable lust object for Sean.
“You mean Jeri Ryan? The Seven of Nine character?” Sean was a huge Star Trek fan and had no trouble recalling the name.
“Yeah. I’m fucking women who look hotter and are even more stacked than she is. I know that sounds impossible, but you don’t have to believe that right now. All you have to do is when Kim asks you back to her place for help with homework after school today, just say yes. There’s no risk to you. Worst case scenario, you hang out with a cute cheerleader. Best case scenario, she takes your virginity and teaches you all about fucking.”
“But wait. I thought she was a lesbian. Everybody knows that.”
“She is, kind of. Not so much any more, actually. The thing is, she doesn’t like men, and doesn’t want to be with them or have a boyfriend, she just likes sex with them. That’s why I thought of her. She wants sex without any attachments, and so do you. Don’t fall in love with her or anything. I know you’re mad for Sera, and it’s good that you stay that way.”
Shawn had been eyeing Kim standing a ways away for the last minute or so. Done with his talk, he made a nudge in her direction and said to Sean, “Don’t look now, but look who’s over there.”
Sean looked over, and his face registered in complete fear as if he saw a freight train barreling down on him and not a teenager walking his way. But there was no doubt about it. Kim was getting nearer. Curiosity had gotten the better of her, and she wanted to see what Sean was like right away, instead of after school as she and Shawn had discussed.
She walked up to Shawn and said, “Hey, Shawn. You gonna introduce me to your cute friend here?” Knowing that Sean would be shy, she made sure to put on a friendly, smiling face.
“Sure. Kim, this is Sean. Sean, Kim.” The two of them shook hands. Sean appeared to be recovering from his initial shock, though he was still tongue-tied. Shawn said to the cute cheerleader, “Kim, I was just telling Sean here my secret that I’ve been involved with quite a few girls. He finds that hard to believe.”
Kim looked around. They were in a remote alcove and no one was looking their way. With a devilish grin, she grabbed Shawn’s crotch. “Whatever are you talking about?” she asked facetiously. Then, as if that wasn’t bold enough, she reached into his shorts and started ostentatiously jacking his penis up and down. Sean couldn’t see Shawn’s penis still trapped in his shorts, but there was no doubt what Kim’s hands were doing.
Sean’s totally stunned facial expression was back with a vengeance. Kim leaned towards him and whispered conspiratorially, “Shawn’s penis is quite popular right now, I’ll have to admit.”
Sean had a chance to respond, but he merely stammered and finally gave up on attempting to form any words. His eyes remained glued on what Kim’s hands were doing.
Kim, still as casual as ever, said to Sean, “I hear you’re really smart. Would you like to come over to my house after school today and help me out with my homework … and stuff? Shawn suggested it would be good if we could work together for a little while.” Her hand still flew wildly up and down inside Shawn’s shorts.
Sean remained quiet and stunned until Shawn gave him a little kick. Then he squeaked out, “Um. Yeah. Homework. And stuff.” There was no doubt that the “and stuff” was the main thing on his mind, as he imagined Kim doing to him what she was in the middle of doing to Shawn. Sean was particularly blown away by the fact that a steady stream of students walked ten feet away from them. Had Kim and Shawn been facing opposite directions so the front side of Shawn’s shorts could be seen, all hell would have broken loose.
But apparently that wasn’t enough for Kim. Sean held his breath as he saw Kim reach for Shawn’s zipper. With an assenting nod from Shawn, Kim pulled the zipper down. Shawn no longer wore underwear anywhere, so she faced no obstruction as she pulled his penis out. She winked at Sean and said, “I like to help Shawn out with ‘stuff’ as much as he’ll let me.”
She jacked Shawn off in full view of Sean. Shawn seemed to take it in stride, almost as if he didn’t notice. But Sean was still trying to breathe and get his heart going again.
Sean gasped, “There are people everywhere! Right behind you!” He tore his eyes away from Kim’s hand on Shawn’s penis long enough to stare at two boys who appeared to be coming particularly close. But they passed less than ten feet behind Shawn and Kim and kept walking without suspecting a thing. If they would have noticed something, probably the only reason would have been if they’d seen Sean’s flabbergasted face and stopped to see what was causing the look.
Shawn winked at Sean. “Still don’t believe me now?” He felt strange to have his penis shown off in front of a male friend, but he figured the drastic action would help Sean understand just how crazy the situation had become for him.
He turned to Kim. “That feels great, as usual, but class is about to begin. You two have fun later.”
Kim smiled. “Oh, we will. And I think you and I need to meet more often like this. Whenever you get a stiffy, just ask any of us girls to lend a hand. We can do a lot in a five minute break. Imagine two or three of us sucking your cock at the same time in the stinky bathroom. I dream the impossible dream, but with enough of us on you we might even be able to get you to cum in our short window of opportunity.” She winked and finally withdrew her hand from his shorts. She hurried off.
Sean was still too stunned to talk. But then a light bulb went off. He nearly shouted, “Wait! If this is for real, then you really did sleep with Sera!”
“Sssshh. Not so loud.” Shawn could detect Sean would be jealous about Sera as soon as he got over the shock. “Yes, I did. I hate to break it to you because I know how you think of her, but she sleeps with lots of guys. Lots. That’s the bad news. The good news is that soon you’ll likely be one of them.”
That silenced Sean and seemed to return him to a completely shocked state. As Shawn started to walk off, he emphasized again, “Remember: mum’s the word. Seriously.” Sean managed a nod.
Shawn looked back and saw Sean still standing there staring off into space in dull incomprehension. Shawn thought, Sean has such a long way to go. But then again I was exactly like him not two months ago. He’s a smart guy. I trust he’ll keep quiet and figure this sex stuff out by and by. The problem is there’s no time to wait. I’ve got to bring him up to speed even quicker than the process I went through so he can help immediately with Sera. I’m still reeling from the shock. He’s gonna need more help than just Kim before he graduates to Sera. No way am I going to let him touch any of my family four, so who does that leave? Angela, maybe? Candice or Esther? Hmm. I’ll have to think about that.
I like what Kim did with her hands. It said to him, “Get ready to fuck, Sean, and by the way, I’m first and foremost one of Shawn’s girls. Don’t you forget it.” Very clever of her.
Shawn let out a big sigh of relief. There’s something about unburdening this secret sexual life of mine to another male. I don’t know what it is, but it makes it that much more real. It’s not so much an ego thing - the last thing I need is more ego stroking! He joked to himself as he thought of what Kim did to his penis, Cock stroking good, ego stroking bad. Though she had to leave me with a big woody for class. Grr.
But getting back to Sean, it’s the sharing of the burden, having a compadre, an amigo, in all this craziness. And my friendship with him was slipping away. I mean, I don’t care about sitting around and discussing Red Dwarf or The Prisoner any more. Maybe now it can roar back with a vengeance. Awesome! I should have started this apprentice idea weeks ago. … I just hope it works out with Sean and Sera. That’s going to be a real challenge, getting her to wanna be with him. The ace in the hole is that I’ve stumbled onto what excites her, and that’s degradation. And I know Sean has a dark side because I’ve seen glimpses of it. But can he be trained to treat Sera like I treat her, and quickly? As it is, he’s the exact kind of pushover guy that Sera hates the most, so we’ve got a loooong way to go with him.
CHAPTER 2
Shawn walked out of his first period class feeling wary. He worried about Sera ambushing him; he felt certain she’d have some new demands. But he hadn’t gone far when he was ambushed by someone else: Sera’s old boyfriend, Rockwell. Just like the unnamed football player who harassed him yesterday, the star quarterback Rockwell was surrounded by several flunkies. And just like yesterday, Shawn was pushed back into a locker before he even knew what was happening. Except Rockwell seemed far angrier than Shawn’s tormentors had been yesterday.
“Hey, you little fuck,” Rockwell started. He looked around to see if others in the busy hallway were watching, but his friends created a tight seal around Shawn. No one could see past the big football players.
“What?” Shawn asked dumbly. “What are you doing?”
“This!” Rockwell punched Shawn in the chest, hard. Shawn fell to his knees, clutching at the blow. “Get him up!” Rockwell ordered, and a couple of his flunkies roughly pulled Shawn back to his feet and then held him with his arms behind his back. Shawn was now helpless to do anything.
“What the hell?” Shawn said in great confusion. He looked around frantically for a way out, and briefly noticed that his chief tormentor from the day before was now leering at him, a couple of bodies away from Rockwell.
“You shit, acting all innocent, I know what you’ve been doing! You’ve been fucking my girlfriend Sera! And don’t play stupid. Everybody’s been talking about it since yesterday afternoon. Apparently you were doing her again, and treating her like shit, I might add!” As if to emphasize that point, Rockwell pulled a fist back and swung into Shawn’s face, hitting him on the chin.
Shawn reeled, but was only able to squirm. He futilely tried to break free from the two flunkies holding his arms behind his back. “What are you talking about?” he cried with great indignation. “Anyway, Sera isn’t your girlfriend anymore! I heard you broke up over the weekend. The word has been all over the school.”
“Yeah, thanks to you, you fuck! You played me for a fool, but who’s laughing now?” Rockwell swung again, and his muscular fist connected with Shawn’s nose. Then he hit his face with two more short jabs.
The only reason Shawn still stood was because he was being held up by the goons. He cried out, “You don’t know what you’re talking about! Sera must be telling lies about me, framing me! She does that! Find out. Ask around. She’s the one playing you for a fool, not me!” Shawn thought that was pretty good thinking on his feet, considering everything.
But Rockwell wasn’t impressed. “How would you know? Why would she even talk to someone like you, unless the rumors about you fucking everybody are true? Well, here’s what I think about your prick!” He looked both ways, but even though the hallway was full of students, no one could see what was happening inside the circle of seven or eight big football players. Seeing that it was safe, he kicked Shawn right in the nuts.
Shawn cried out a gut-wrenching scream. It went on and on, filling the hallway like a police siren. He saw Rockwell looking about nervously, and got some minor satisfaction from that. But that was the last thing he saw as he fell to the ground and passed out.
When Shawn woke up, he found himself in a hospital bed. He slowly opened his eyes and saw Mrs. Haggerty, the old school nurse, and Mr. Mifflin, the vice principal. The nurse was looking at him with kind concern, while Mr. Mifflin sat farther back, more detached from the scene.
“How are you feeling, Shawn?” The kindly white-haired and bespectacled nurse asked him.
“Ugh,” Shawn groaned. He rubbed his head and felt a pounding headache.
He heard some sounds coming from the other direction and turned. To his delight, he saw Joanna and Hui Shan getting up from where they’d been sitting. They moved to his side. Joanna grasped his hand tightly. He felt greatly reassured to have them there, and almost cried for joy to see their friendly faces. Hui Shan’s hand joined Joanna’s, so now his hand was shared with both girls.
Their reactions were telling. Joanna looked despondent, as if Shawn was on a life-support system, hovering between life and death. Hui Shan, on the other hand, was maintaining a positive attitude. While not actually smiling, she had a hopeful look on her face. Their difference in clothing was telling as well. Joanna wore a plain and heavy T-shirt, typical of the clothing she wore outside the house and designed to prevent attention from other males. Hui Shan wore a shirt that showed off her shoulders and a bit more of her chest, almost reaching down to her cleavage. She just couldn’t bear to go about so fully covered as Joanna.
Mr. Mifflin coughed, and Shawn turned back in that direction. “You feeling all right?” he asked.
“Yeah, I guess. Nothing broken, if that’s what you mean.”
“Good. Strictly speaking I shouldn’t have let your sister and girlfriend in here and have them miss class, but they were very insistent.”
Shawn turned back to the two girls briefly, and was warmed by their loving smiles.
Mr. Mifflin continued. “Shawn, before the nurse takes over, let me be brief. You obviously were beaten up by a gang of football players in the hallway who were yelling rude things at you. That much we know from witnesses, according to the teacher first on the scene. I won’t stand for that kind of behavior here at this school. I want to know who’s responsible right now and get to work on them. Can you name names, or do you want me to come back later?” The vice-principal was obviously antsy to do something right away.
Shawn replied, “Well, the main guy is named Rockwell. He’s the one who did all the punching. He even kicked me in the balls! God, that still fucking hurts. Oops. Pardon my language. How long have I been out?”
The nurse looked at her watch and answered, “Oh, about fifteen minutes.”
“Is that all? Anyways, I don’t know Rockwell’s last name, but I’m sure you know him. He’s the star quarterback and all. He really did everything and the other guys just stood around and blocked my way. I don’t know the other guys at all, but if you show me some pictures, maybe I could recognize a few of them.”
“I’ll do that,” Mr. Mifflin said firmly. “I’ll go get some pictures and be back shortly. And rest assured that this Rockwell is going to be expelled. I don’t care if he is the star of the team, and I don’t care what he or his friends have to say. Your wounds speak for themselves, and this school has a zero-tolerance policy for violence. This is not the first time we’ve seen this kind of behavior from Rock, so he’s definitely gone. May I ask though what this is about?”
“He accused me of sleeping with his girlfriend. Only they already broke up! She can do whatever she wants now and he should just butt out.” Shawn figured that was basically true, even if he was sleeping with Sera before she and Rockwell broke up. In actual fact, Rockwell had good reason to complain. Sera had broken up with him just hours after Shawn fucked her in the ass on Friday, and she did it as a direct result of Shawn’s disdain over her going out with the obviously lumberheaded, sexually inadequate, self-centered boy. Shawn hadn’t talked to Sera about it, but he’d noticed the timing and suspected a connection.
The vice-principal patted Shawn on the knee. “Typical jock. Those guys think they own the school. Don’t worry. I’ll get this all sorted out. You just get better.”
Mr. Mifflin left, and Mrs. Haggerty tended to Shawn’s wounds. Shawn’s groin surprisingly wasn’t too bad once the effects of the kick wore off. But his face looked horrible. His left eye was turning into a black eye, and his cheeks and nose were red and swollen. The nurse kept an ice pack on him while Joanna and Hui Shan commiserated and held his hands as if holding on for dear life.
After a while the nurse left, and Shawn was free to voice his thoughts to the two girls. He said, “I’ll be okay. My biggest wound is gonna be on my butt where I’ll be kicking myself. That and the wound to my ego. I kind of feel like I deserve this.”
“No!” Hui Shan gasped. “Totally not! Don’t say that.”
“No, it’s true. I’ve been too cocky. This was pretty much inevitable, because I wasn’t keeping my ear to the ground and listening to what people were saying. And my security standards grew lax. Hui Shan, I should never have let you speak so freely about sexual stuff.” Hui Shan was going to say something, but Shawn preempted. “Don’t worry, Aims. It’s all right. If not for you, it would have come out anyways. Sera and a couple of other cheerleaders were talking too, I’m sure. You know how it is: you tell just one best friend in top secrecy, but then that person tells just one, and so on. It gets around if it’s interesting enough, and my case is too interesting.” Privately, Shawn cursed Sheryl, suspecting her of starting a whole new round of rumors. He also cursed himself for getting drawn in to Sheryl and the others the afternoon before.
He continued, “The question is, what am I going to do now? They may expel Rock - I imagine he’ll get bounced to some other high school - but the other guys will still be around after whatever punishments they get, and madder than ever. Plus, now I’m a rat for naming names. Plus, if the football team loses, everyone’s gonna blame me for the loss of the school’s best quarterback. I have enemies, and I’ll be getting more.” He sighed.
Joanna caressed his upper arm lovingly. “Don’t worry, Bro. It’ll be all right. I have one idea, though you’re not gonna like it. I even don’t like it.”
“What?”
“Get Sera to help. Have her do the tricky, backstabbing stuff she does so well. She knows and fucks most of those football players. I’m sure she can do something to keep them in line and away from you. They act like they own the school, especially since the football jocks are generally the basketball jocks in winter and baseball jocks in the spring. If they back off, everyone else will.”
Shawn thought about it and sighed some more. “Maybe. But then I’ll be beholden to Sera. And that sucks.”
Hui Shan and Joanna both nodded in agreement to that thought.
CHAPTER 3
To Shawn’s surprise, he had to go back to class a couple of hours later. His wounds weren’t serious enough to merit being sent home. The school was strict about that, as well.
Lunch with Peggy turned out to be another mostly wordless cuddle session. Shawn again laid next to Peggy and held her tight while she held him. At one point, he thought to himself, In the greater scheme of things, this isn’t all that bad. It was a wake up call. I’ve been getting so full of myself, and this brings me back to reality. Yes, Shawn, a lot of girls think you’re a super fucker, but life can still kick you in the balls. All too literally. Ouch. I just want to go home and get this lousy day over with. And the homework still hangs over my head. Fuck! What a lousy week. At least I have fucking Mom to look forward to. Just a couple of more days… And tonight, Angela AND Henrietta are coming over. That’s nice. I can drown my sorrows in Angela’s fluffy tit-pillows if nothing else.
He recalled where he was, in Peggy’s arms, and thought, If only Peggy could hear what I’m thinking, man, would I be in trouble. She’d probably kick my ass even worse than Rock did. I have a feeling there’s more trouble brewing, and this Peggy situation is going to explode. What can I do to stop that? This time, I have to be smarter and stop whatever happens before it happens. All the cheerleaders know about Peggy and me now, and that’s far too many people in the know. Word is going to leak and leak, until finally, bam!
I really should talk to Peggy about it. She doesn’t even know the threat against her. We really should work out a joint strategy, especially against Sera. I feel like this humiliation I went through today is just the tip of the iceberg and all kinds of shit is about to hit the fan. This fucked up society I live in simply will not allow someone like me to break so many taboos. The backlash is beginning. But I just don’t have the mental energy to discuss it today. I’m going to go home and drown my sorrows in tit flesh and just fuck away the blues and then try harder tomorrow.
Shawn still didn’t know about Sera’s confrontation with Peggy the day before. Had he known, he wouldn’t have wasted any time. Sera was busy marshaling her allies to be called on to assist if need be while still deciding the best approach to take. But there was no doubt she planned to “take out” both Hui Shan and Peggy sooner rather than later.
He had one thing to do before he left school. He arranged to have a meeting with Sera in the theater room immediately after school. Shawn was with Joanna since they were going home together, but Sera insisted that Joanna wait outside until they finished. She wore the same short cut-off Levi’s and turquoise tank top she’d worn all day.
Shawn explained his wounds and then said, “That’s why I’m coming to you. I was hoping you could help somehow, and get the football players off my back. Even if Rock is expelled, there’ll be others. In fact, they’ll hate me more for getting him expelled and kick my ass just for that.”
Sera seemed moody. “Oh, so now you’re coming to ‘Cunt Girl’ and asking for help, huh? Whatever happened to ‘Cunt Girl’ being too stupid to walk or talk?”
“Sera, that’s just talk to spice up the sex, and you know it. Do you want me to treat you like that during sex, or what? Just tell me to stop and I’ll stop.”
Sera walked up and stroked a finger on the underside of his chin. That made him uncomfortable - it was literally like she was toying with him. “I didn’t say stop. But you can hardly call it talking during sex when you had sex with Sheryl instead of me! That makes me mad.”
“Sera, I’m sorry, but that was your idea to invite her and offer her to me. Can we focus here? I know you can help. What do you want in return for helping?”
Suddenly she turned on the charm. “Want? Now, why would I want anything? I’ll do it for you just because we’re friends.”
“Sera, come on. We both know you want stuff from me.”
She spoke surprisingly tenderly. “I do, but most of all, I want you to like me. Is that so hard? To maybe even consider me for a girlfriend if you and Hui Shan should somehow break up? That’s all I ask. And if you should fuck me more often, I sure wouldn’t mind.”
“Sera, I’d love to, but I can’t anytime soon with this twenty page paper over my head.”
Sera pouted and griped, “Twenty page paper this, twenty page paper that. That’s been your excuse all week. I’ll get the boys off your case no strings attached, but what if I get rid of that nasty homework assignment for you, too? Don’t you think I’d deserve some extra special something for that?”
Shawn laughed. “YOU? You would write my paper? Sera, you don’t even do your own homework…” A slow dawning hit Shawn. “Oh, I get it. You’d outsource my paper to one of your nerdy admirers. Clever.”
Her face was now inches from his, and she breathed her minty breath onto his cheek. He was sure that the way she leaned forward, causing her heavy tits to dangle in the tight tube top in front of his face, was no accident. Her nipples stuck out nearly as obviously as if they’d been Angela’s projectiles, and it was clear to Shawn that Sera wore no bra. He once again pondered how she managed to flaunt the school’s dress code so openly.
She said, “Now you get it. What if you spend the time you would have spent on writing that fucking me instead? Isn’t that a fair trade? I mean, I’ll probably have to kiss some total nerd on the cheek for a twenty page paper. Talk about disgusting!”
“Hey. I’m a nerd of sorts.”
“Maybe I should assign you to do the paper then.” Sera thought about that and laughed at the absurdity of the idea. “And let’s make it just you and me next time. Sharing didn’t exactly work out. We can get started right now.” Sera stepped back, and slid her Daisy Duke cutoffs down so he could see her blonde bush. She knew Shawn was a breast man, so she cupped her tits and pushed them out towards him. “So. What do you say?”
Shawn had never cheated before, and he considered the paper “outsourcing” cheating. He knew he’d feel guilty about it, but felt he had no choice. He said reluctantly, “I’ll take that deal. But I’ll have to pay you back tomorrow. Look at my wounds. I have to go home and tend to them. And Joanna’s waiting.”
“Fair enough. I was afraid you’d say that. Pay back tomorrow, and the next day, and beyond. Agreed? Just keep me on your regular fuck list. And I’ll get rid of those nasty football players. You should realize that I’m really your best friend. Could Hui Shan do the things I do for you? No. Think about that.” She pulled her cutoffs up and down as if they were eyebrows and she was repeatedly wiggling them.
That gave Shawn a strong urge to rip them off and stuff her. Then he thought that he’d prefer to give her a solid assfucking. But he kept his resolve and said as calmly as he could manage, “Sera, maybe I misjudged you. I still say you’re a bitch, but maybe you’re a bitch with a heart of gold in there somewhere.”
She really liked that comment, and they parted on good terms. But inwardly Shawn thought, “Heart of gold?” I’m really laying it on thick. But if that’s what it takes to get Sera’s help, I’d better do it. Considering that she’s already fucked half the football team, she can get them to do anything by denying or offering more nookie. She doesn’t do anything to anyone out of the goodness of her heart, no matter what she says. Once Friday is over I’ll be a free man without this homework cloud over my head, and I’ll be able to deal with her better, on more even terms.
I can’t believe she’d seriously think I’d even consider ever being her boyfriend! What chutzpah she has, I’ll give her that. I mean, she’s hot, there’s no doubt about that. Had she toyed with her ass and bent over to show me her naked ass, I would have lost it altogether. But her heart is so black. No way!
Meanwhile, Sera thought, Okay. I’m starting to change Shawn’s perception of me and proving myself indispensable to him. I’ve got to keep doing nice things. “Nice.” I’m capable of nice. I really am. Meanwhile, knock Peggy and Hui Shan out of the running without leaving any fingerprints. And how to use my blackmail material without losing the nice image I need to get him to willingly be my boyfriend? Maybe blackmail those around him, so he’ll never know. Yes! For instance, use the incest evidence on Joanna instead of on him, and in a subtle way. This unexpected assault on Shawn plays right into my hands. I can say, “Look, Joan, you wouldn’t want more harm to come to Shawn, would you? What if those guys found out what you and him are doing with each other? He’d be lucky to get to jail before they kill him! Don’t you think you two should just lay low with each other for a few months, and let me handle things?” It’s perfect!
But then doubts began to hit her. But what if I fail? I never fail, ultimately, but I’ll admit that I’ve had some bumps in the road lately. “Sharing didn’t exactly work out” - that’s an understatement! I really thought that if I couldn’t compete with the emotional closeness he has with his sister, and maybe Peggy or Hui Shan too, I could make up for it with sheer quantity of quality pussy. But that sure backfired. Just who is he sleeping with behind my back, anyways? Are there others beyond those three and the rest of the cheerleaders, and if so, what exactly are they doing to each other? I thought I was the only one with the skills and contacts to arrange an orgy, but maybe orgies are old hat for him, for all I know. I need more information! I hardly know the guy except for the all important fact that I must have him as mine. He could have some fetish or passion that I could totally use to my advantage. I need to snoop, and dig up more dirt. I can’t have another set back. If he finds out about the blackmail plan especially, my whole “nice girlfriend” plan will be ruined and then some, and then where will I be? Without a steady supply of quality fucking, that’s where!
I mean, it’s not like there aren’t other guys, and no one can expect me to be loyal to just one man, even if it’s Shawn. But why are so many guys in this school such utter losers in bed? Fucking them gets so routine, and about the only plus to it is it’s better than no fucking at all. Five minutes and out. “A female orgasm? What’s that?” I’d rather be with true girls than those girly-men. At least they know how to go down and lick.
Now, Shawn, he’s in a whole different class. He really knows how to get me going. God, my ass! I can still practically feel his thick thing up there. No one else even seems to know what anal sex IS, but Shawn fucks my ass like he was born to do nothing but fuck it! He’s slipping away from me with this “gotta spend more time with Peggy” crap, and meanwhile my ass is so unfilled. It’s been DAYS since he last fucked it and meanwhile all I’m left with to fuck are these losers like Rock. Spare me. Puh-lease! I couldn’t even keep up the pretense anymore with that king of losers. Thank God that ordeal is over. I don’t care if I don’t win Homecoming Queen if it means I had to spend another month trying to get Rock’s pathetic little noodle at least semi-hard. Too bad Shawn didn’t knock him on his ass. Anyways, I’ll find another way to be the school queen than going with the star quarterback. I always win. Always!
Except these damn setbacks with Shawn. He’s mocking me the way he fucked Sheryl right in front of my face, and it pisses me off. Nobody mocks me. I can’t lose him. Period. I never lose, because I have guts and brains and looks. And most importantly, Lady Luck absolutely loves me. I don’t care what it takes, but Shawn is going to be all mine!