Jeanette chapter 3

One day I was in the entertainment room with Tommy and another friend Jacob watching a movie. I heard someone at the door and looked back to see MrH signaling me then walking down the hall.

I waited a minute, “be right back.”

“Oh we’ll pause the movie for you,” Jacob said.

“No it’s ok, I’ve seen it enough times with Tommy.” True enough he loved this movie and any time it was his turn he’d pick it. Really it bored me.

I walked out and down the hall as I reached for MrH’s bedroom door he whispered my name from the other side of the hall. I walked up to him and he pulled me into the garage.

“Uh, what’s going on?” I asked.

“Oh my wife is sleeping off her jet lag in there.” He put an exercise mat down in front of him and pulled down his pants. “Come on sweetie I need your mouth.”

His huge dick was hard already. I felt weird kneeling down in front of him here. Maybe it was the mention of his wife or the gasoline smell of a garage but I wasn’t really in the mood.

His hands grabbed the back of my head and yanked me the rest of the way to him. I instinctively grabbed his cock and started pumping it.

“Oh yeah, let me fuck your teen mouth!” Tommy’s dad moaned as I slowly lowered myself into the blue mat. His hands gripped my hair and pulled my head back. I opened my mouth to complain and he shoved his dick in.

Ok, fine. I can make this good and we’ll be done sooner. I worked my newly learned skills. I sucked him and pumped him. When his hands pulled his cock into my throat I opened wider and swallowed him in deep. Pulling at his saggy balls.

He began ramming forcefully into my throat. It hurt and it didn’t always go down the right way. He didn’t seem to care one way or another. He just kept going. Even as I gagged around his shaft.

It seemed like an eternity but maybe it was fifteen minutes before he began pouring cum down my sore throat. I knew how to handle it all now and took my time swallowing it.

I sucked him a little more for good measure and popped his long penis out of my mouth. I got up and checked my clothes for any semen. None.

I smiled at him and turned to leave. He grabbed me from behind. “Not, yet” he said. Pulling me back with both hands.

“Again? Two blow jobs in one night?” I said shocked. This would be a first for him.

He answered with his hands. One hand grabbed at my breast the other he worked in the front of my pants. “How about we use one of those condoms I gave you?” Diving a hand down the top of my shirt.

“MrH, I’m still only fourteen. I’m not ready to go that far yet.” I said timidly. Trying to pull his arms out of my clothes.

“There are other things we can do beside fuck,” he said one hand gripping my panties and trying to dig into them.

“Oww! No! Not tonight.” I cried out. Still pulling at his arms and trying to get away from him.

He let go all at once and I stumbled forward away from him just short of hitting the ground. “Then next time for sure.” He demanded.

“Sure, that sounds good.” I tried not to run out. I was so scared. He wasn’t going to take no for an answer. Next time he saw me he’d take what he wanted no matter what I said.

The next day after school he was calling my cell phone to get me to come over. I had five missed calls from him since I started color guard practice. I was really tired today and scared of what he’d want to do.

Besides I felt like Tommy was starting to get suspicious. He had seen his dad making a weird gesture to me a week ago and wouldn’t stop asking me what it was about. I tried to explain I didn’t know but he wouldn’t believe me.

I called MrH to tell him that it was over. I wouldn’t do it anymore. He was mad and started yelling at me calling me a tease and a slut. He threatened to tell Tommy and show him the pictures of me if I didn’t fuck him next time. He said I better be at his house tonight.

I was scared. I didn’t want to lose my virginity to Tommy’s dad, a week ago I might have done it. Now he was something else. A monster that wanted more and more. I wanted to cry I had to tell Tommy. He would never forgive me.

I got Jacob to walk me home. It wasn’t easy since he lived the other way. But, he was sort of a good friend. I’m sure he was hoping my parents weren’t home… They were but not for long. They were both traveling out of town for three or four days and the flight out was at 9:00 tonight.

I had five more missed calls from Tommy’s house. I tried to tell myself it was just Tommy but I knew it wasn’t. Tommy might call once maybe even twice. That meant at least three calls were his dad.

The next day he called me again and threatened me again. This time he said he was going to pick me up from practice.