J Watson - The virgin_s naughty lessons

Her mother noticed her on her way out.

"Susan," her mother said. "Where are you going dressed like that? You look like a…"

"Like a whore?"

"I didn't say that. Sometimes I wonder what's wrong with you. You haven't been the same since you came back from the mountains."

"There's nothing wrong with me," Susan said.

Susan left before her mother could say anything else. She didn't want to answer any more questions. She could only think about the hunger she felt inside. The brothers had started a fire inside her. She needed big cocks to quench it.

Ed White was behind the counter when Susan walked into the grocery store. Ed was a big, beefy man with small, close-set eyes. She had never liked him much. He noticed her come in and he grinned.

"I'm looking for Bill," she told him.

"He's off today. Bad cold or something. Can I help you?"

"I don't think so," Susan said.

"Was there something wrong with your mother's order the other day?" he asked.

"No," Susan answered. "It was just fine."

"Then why the interest in Bill?"

"I just wanted to talk with him. I suppose I can find him at his home."

"Sure," Ed said. "But like I say. He's got a bad cold or something. You could catch something."

"I'll take my chances," Susan said.

"I think you should hang around. I can give you anything Bill could give you, and a hell of a lot better."

Susan should have expected it. She was dressed like a whore and she was looking for a young, good-looking guy. Of course, Ed White would have, guessed what she, wanted to see Bill about. Still, she didn't like him. She gave him an ugly look as she went toward the door. She heard him come quickly around the counter. She stopped before she got to the front door. He stepped in front of her.

"You don't want to leave so soon," he said.

"I have to go," she said.

"You didn't come here dressed like that just to waste it on a kid like Bill," Ed said. "I didn't believe him when he told me what happened, but I'm beginning to. I think you're hot for him."

"That's not true," she protested.

She tried to brush past him but he grabbed her arm and held her. She could feel his fingers digging into her flesh. Her knees started to feel a little weak. Kevin had gripped her like that.

"I want to leave," she said.

"Don't waste all that on a punk like Bill," Ed said. "Why don't you find yourself a real man?"

"Like you?"

"Sure, you could do worse."

"I don't think so," Susan said. "You disgust me. I think you're a pig."

She had gone too far. She had hurt his feelings. She saw his open hand coming toward her face.

She wasn't quick enough to dodge and she felt the hard blow. He turned away from her and shut the door. He pulled down the "closed" sign.

Susan was holding her reddened cheek. "You crazy man. You have to let me out of here."

"Call me a pig, bitch," he said. "What do you think you are?"

Susan was backing away from him. She was frightened but she could also feel a hot flush of desire for this beefy man. It was exactly the same way the brothers had made her feel. She knew she couldn't resist him any longer.

"You always thought you were too good for me," Ed White said. "You were always sticking up your nose around me. Well, I'm going to make you pay for that, cunt."

"I'll pay anything," Susan said. "Only don't hit me anymore. I'll give you all my money."

"Money wasn't what I had in mind," he said.

He had her backed against the counter and there wasn't anyplace she could go. She closed her eyes as she felt his heavy hands on her shoulders. His hands moved down her body until he was lifting her tits. She could feel the heat of his fingers through the flimsy material of her blouse. Her nipples started to harden in desire.

"I've always wanted to touch your big tits," he said. "I've dreamed about this for years!"

His thumbs brushed over her hard nipples. She couldn't help her shivering excitement. She leaned forward and pressed her warm boobs into the palms of his hands. Her smooth knee slid between his legs and she felt the warm pressure of his cock. "Yeah," he groaned. "I knew you were the type. You are a real hot whore!"

Ed wasn't used to wasting time. He began to unbutton her blouse. The luscious blonde offered no resistance as he unbuttoned her all the way. He peeled the flimsy blouse apart to reveal the two most magnificent tits he'd ever looked it. The little bitch really had a pair of knockers.

"Sit up on the counter," Ed said.

He helped her up. Her big boobs rested right in front of his eyes. And his mouth. Especially his hungry mouth. He leaned forward and touched his lips to one of her hard nipples. He felt her shiver.

"Oh God," she moaned. "Taste me. Taste my tits."

Ed opened his mouth wider and sucked more of her creamy tit into his mouth. She tasted fresh. He moved his lips aver her nipple and then bit down gently with his teeth. She cried out loud and put both her hands in his hair. He could feel her hands pulling his mouth closer to her sweet-tasting tit.

He lifted his other hand up to massage her hot tit as his lips kept sucking at the other. He was so busy that he didn't hear the key turning in the lock of the front door. He only heard it when the front door was pushed open. He turned his head and saw his wife Nancy standing there.

"Oh my God," Susan shouted.

She frantically started trying to pull her blouse together. It was too late for that. It was obvious what they had been doing. Oddly, Ed didn't look alarmed.

"Come in, Nancy," he said. "Don't stand there with the door open."

Nancy White was a lot younger than her husband. She had very dark hair and eyes. She had a slender figure that made her look like a young girl.

Susan had never felt so ashamed as she did at that moment. She had started to button her blouse but Ed caught her hand. She saw Nancy staring at her big boobs.

"She's Nancy," Ed said. "I bet you haven't ever seen boobs like hers."

"She is nice," Nancy said.

Susan couldn't believe what she was hearing. The young, dark-haired woman wasn't upset. Susan would have been yelling her head off if it had been her husband. Instead Nancy walked across the room and stood near the counter. Her eyes kept caressing Susan's swollen tits.

"You're very pretty," Nancy said.

"Don't look at me that way," Susan said. "I think that I should leave now."

"You're not going anywhere," Ed said. "Stay where you are. The party's just starting."

Ed pulled Susan's blouse apart again. Somehow she couldn't resist as his big hands began to caress her flesh. In only a few seconds she was gasping for breath and her nipples were rock-hard again. She moaned as dark-haired Nancy bent to one of Susan's tits.

It was odd to feel Nancy's gentle lips on her flesh. Nancy seemed to know how to please Susan. Her gentle lips sucked hard at Susan's flesh, her tongue rolling over the hard nipple. Susan couldn't help but respond. She put her arm around Nancy's shoulder. She felt Ed playing with her other tit.

"God," Susan moaned. "Oh God!"

Ed peeled the blouse off Susan's shoulders. Ed could hardly believe what was going on himself. He had talked with Nancy many times about doing a little swapping. She had always been shocked by the idea. Yet, he'd always had the feeling she was a little excited by his suggestion. She knew he messed around. He had admitted that. But she had never caught him before. He was glad she had.

"Do you like sucking on her tits?" Ed asked.

"Mmmm," Nancy answered.

"Let's take her into the back room," Ed suggested.

Susan couldn't refuse. She allowed them to lead her into the back room of the small store. The space was dark and gloomy, but it contained a cot. Ed helped Susan stretch out on a cot. Nancy kneeled beside Susan and began to lick Susan's nipple.