John Kellerman - Tied up virgins

At last she got up and wandered down the path to the woods. It was a hot, windless night. Insects chirped in the thickets as she wandered deeper into the gloomy, tree-shrouded undergrowth. Thank goodness there was a path!

She didn't know how long she'd been walking. Her thoughts had been far away and it was only the sound of the highway that snapped her back to the present. She heard the sounds from Jeb Caruthers' garage and knew that she'd come all the way to the highway. She could see the neon light now, glinting through the branches at the edge of the woods.

She thought of turning back. But for some reason she didn't. She was thirsty for one thing, and Jeb had a Coke machine out front. Maybe, too, it was being lonely that directed her footsteps forward. She crawled through a barbed wire fence and walked around the corner of the garage.

Jeb was rolling in a stand stacked with oil cans.

They saw each other at about the same time.

"Hey, ain't you Jody? Staying over at the Russell place now?"

"Yeah." She went over to the Coke machine and plugged a quarter in the slot. She wasn't surprised when the thing didn't work. Jeb came over with a key.

"This damn thing ain't worth a piece of cow shit." He pulled a Coke out for Jody and locked it up again. "Hot night, ain't it?"

"Sure is," She swallowed down half the Coke and glanced up at Jeb. He was giving her a warm look.

"I'm about to close up here. You want to ride around with me for a while? We can put the top down and cool off some." Jody didn't know how to answer. Of course she felt flattered that someone as mature and good-looking as Jeb would consider talking her, a kid, for a ride. But she felt a little unsure too. She was so damned inexperienced with men.

"I guess so," she said finally, taking the chance. "If we're not gone too long. I have to be back at the Russell place before too late." Just then Billy Caruthers came out of the station. He looked at her like he wanted to run. Jody blushed, hoping that Jeb didn't know anything about what had happened to Billy the night Brit had climbed all over him. But Jeb didn't show any signs of knowing their secret.

"When you coming back, Jeb?" Billy asked.

"Later. You got some supper, didn't you?"

"Yeah," the boy said, and disappeared.

"Kid's been acting funny lately," Jeb said. Ho went inside and washed his hands at a sink in the back of the garage. Jody hung back, watching. "I think he's starting to grow some hair," Jeb laughed, "if you know what I mean." Jody did and she blushed furiously. She was glad it was dark.

They got in Jeb's convertible and drove out on the old lake highway. The moon was up now and the air felt cool rushing through Jody's hair. She liked convertibles. The radio was playing something from a station to the north. Something by the Rolling Stones. Something that made her feel restless, expectant. Of course she knew that a girl didn't just go riding with a man in his car after dark to pass the time. Though she'd been surprised that Jeb would take an interest in her, she didn't really know what to expect. Except that she was sure Jeb would try and kiss her at least. The thought burned in her guts, made her shiver to think of it. She was scared and yet could hardly wait until the moment came. But that was all she was going to let him do this time. Just kiss. The thought of his hands on her breasts or legs made her dizzy. That would be going too far. Especially with someone as old, as Jeb.

"You ever been out to the old Slater place?" he asked. They were already in the farm country to the west. Lights of farmhouses glittered through trees at the side of the road.

"Yeah. When I was younger some kids and I went up there."

"Spooky, ain't it?"

"Let's go."

It took about fifteen minutes for them to get to the Slater place. By this time Jeb had pulled Jody over against turn. She tried not to let him know how shivery and excited she was. She just wasn't that used to being with men.

When they stopped and got out, the big old house loomed over them. A shutter creaked in the wind. Overgrown bushes scraped crumbling walls. Jeb led her by the hand and they went up a weedy walk to the front door. Vandals had long since torn it off the frame. They went inside. Moonlight came in through the broken windows.

"Lotsa people come out here," Jeb said, "but not many know about the secret room."

"What secret room?" Jody asked. Jeb's fingers slipped tighter around her waist. Then he was drawing her against him. She felt her breasts flatten against his chest, felt his hot breath on her neck. His hands pushed up the back of her blouse and he rubbed her bare skin. Jody sucked in a breath as the pleasure tingled over her skin. Jeb sure knew how to kiss! He was working on her neck now, wetting and sucking and licking it until she thought she'd scream. His teeth felt so… so exciting! He was working teasingly towards her mouth. Jody pushed her fingers into his hair like she'd seen in the movies. Jeb thrust his hips against hers but she arched her back and pulled her ass back. It seemed like too daring a place to let him touch. She'd felt the ridged lump in his jeans, felt the way he'd tried to grind it against her.

"Baby… you smell good." He was dangerously close to her mouth now. Jody moaned through her teeth as he caught her bottom lip and started chewing gingerly on it. Then he thrust his tongue between her teeth and crushed her to him all the harder. Jody couldn't hold her mound away now; he was cupping the cheeks of her ass with both hands, forcing her to let him rub her there where her panties rode into the beginning of her slit.

"Ohhhhhh… Ohhhhh… don't…"

"Come on, we're gonna look at that room."

"Jeb… I don't want to…" But he was pulling her down the hall by the hand. They passed dark and yawning doorways. Then down a narrow flight of stain. Jeb let go of her hand and moved a big shelf out of the way. The room they were in was small rid musty and almost too dark to see anything. The shelf creaked and grated across the floor to expose a trap door. Jeb grabbed the ring and yanked it up. He fished a candle out of his pocket.

"We're not, going down there?" Jody said, shrinking back.

"You ain't scared, are you?"

She let him lead her down the stone stairs. They were in a chamber below ground. Jody could hear the dripping of water. There were iron rings in the wall. Jody shuddered, at the thought of what they might've been used for. They were just the right height so that…

"Ohhhhh… Jeb…" she moaned as he pushed her up against the wall and ground his hips against hers. The feeling of being forced between Jeb's hard body and the stone wall was unbelievably exciting. She could feel his cock shoving out the front of his Levi's something awful. She wondered what Brit would do if Jeb was fooling with her. She almost wished Brit was there to whisper advice. Jody had always wondered how a girl drew that fine between yes and no with a guy.

"You're eating stuff, baby," Jeb breathed, holding her head in his hands. He kissed her mouth hard, tonguing and biting until she was whimpering. Jody felt so helpless pressed back against that hard wall. And now Jeb was pulling her hands up over her head, pulling them towards the rings that dangled there.

"Nooo… what are you doing?" Jody tugged against him, but he was too strong. Something clicked. Her wrist was encircled by steel!

"Old man Slater had these loops special made. You can't reach the catch yourself, see. I'm the only one can let you loose." Jeb was forcing her other hand up to a ring. Jody squealed and kicked but he was too strong. The steel closed on that wrist too.

"Jeb! Ohhh God, I don't like this. You're kidding, aren't you? You're gonna let me go now, aren't you?" The flickering candle sent weird shadows bouncing around them. She could see the look on Jeb's face. It was hungry, intense look. Jeb's fingers undid the front of her jeans slowly. As he slid them down over her hips, he kneaded her flesh. Her panties were damp at the crotch and he dug a finger into the hot silk and smeared her juice down the inside of a thigh.