Melissa Gets Put Out Part 1

MELISSA GETS PUT OUT
Part 1


Afternoons were the worst, at least that’s what her friend Tanya said, and she should know. Tanya said that in the mornings, everyone was headed to work, or school, and no one had time to do anything to you really, even the garbage men and the postmen were usually on a schedule, and hadn’t bothered her. Of course what happened to Tanya the first time she was put out was unusual, no-one had expected there to be a whole crew of landscapers working across the street the first time Tanya has been put out in the family stocks, they had fucked her over and over all day long, so much so, that the neighbor complained to Tanya’s father that Tanya was keeping the crew from getting any work done. Tanya had missed a whole week of the eighth grade recovering from that day.
Melissa’s family had a stocks in their front yard, nearly every family did, but Melissa never thought she would be in them. She knew that some people used theirs for punishments, and would occasionally see people in them, when she was walking to school, or in the car, going shopping, usually the help, sometimes young kids fully clothed, some times older ones in their underwear or stripped naked. There usually was a sign listing their offense, and the limits of what you could do to them. She probably saw Mrs. McGinty out there the most, usually once or twice a week, she and her husband argued a lot, and he would put her out there whenever she “crossed the line.” He usually put a paddle and a couple of whips out there for people to use on her. Melissa had even paddled Mrs. McGinty herself once, because she was feeling mad because she had gotten a bad grade on a test, and had been fuming about it all afternoon. A dozen two handed whacks with the paddle across Mrs. McGinty’s bare ass and pussy had left Melissa breathing hard, and the yelps from Mrs. McGinty’s gagged mouth had been satisfying. Melissa hadn’t drawn blood, but the paddle was wet and shiny when she hung it back up. It had made her feel better, and she had skipped home the rest of the way. Mrs. McGinty hadn’t said anything about it, even two weeks later when the McGinty’s had held a garden party, Mrs. McGinty had complimented her on her dress, and had even given her extra whipped cream on her strawberry shortcake.
Melissa didn’t know if the stocks in her front yard had ever been used, they were heavy wood and iron, the wood polished smooth, the black iron fittings treated with something so they didn’t rush. They were right in the front yard, under the large spreading magnolia tree, in front of the living room’s picture windows. The ground under the tree, and around the heavy post of the stocks was covered with red cedar mulch, and it was always kept neat and tidy, just the way dad kept the rest of the yard. Melissa had always thought about them just as something that most everyone had in their yard, like the birdbath, or a lawn jockey. But now, she was going to be put in them… for two days.

Melissa hadn’t meant to miss her curfew, and she shouldn’t have gotten caught, but she had. Mom and Dad were usually out late on Wednesday nights, she’d never hear the car driving up until after midnight. She knew that she had to be home by 8 pm on weeknights, and even more importantly on Wednesdays because she needed to make sure that her little brother Travis got to bed on time. But she was having such a great evening with her boyfriend Marcus. He had just turned sixteen a couple of months ago, and his parents had gotten him a new car. Melissa didn’t know much about cars, but Marcus’ was red and shiny, and he had let her drive it. She was so nervous, because she had just gotten her learner’s permit a couple of weeks ago, and Dad had had only taken her driving twice, and both those times on back roads. But Marcus had let her drive around town, and when they parked behind the Walgreens to make out, she had been so happy, she sucked Marcus’ dick right there in the front seat of his car, where anyone could have seen them. At the same time he had his hand up her plaid skirt and down the front of her panties, playing with her pussy. His fingers were running in exciting circles around her shaved slit, before they started to dip inside her, just a little at first, and then deeper, only to run into resistance, her maidenhead. The car was cramped, and Melissa really couldn’t take Marcus’ dick too deeply into her mouth anyway without gagging. She moved his other hand to her breasts, her shirt was unbuttoned, and her heavy bra was half pushed up to her neck. Her breasts were already large for her age, she had just moved up to a C-cup, and if they got much bigger, she didn’t know how much longer she could keep running on the school’s track team, even tight sports bras had a hard time keeping them from bouncing all over the place. She focused back on Marcus’s cock, as he began to twist one of her nipples under her bra with one hand, and made wet circles around her tiny clit with the other. Oh gods, she thought, it’s never been this good! It must have been the excitement of getting to drive through town, she had been so nervous. She tried to take him deeper, and started to swirl her tongue around the head of his cock on the top of the stroke, She could smell him, taste him, the sweat from baseball practice, and she wanted to make him feel just as good as he was making her feel. She started to feel herself shiver, and knew she had to hurry, all the magazines and the internet said it was best when it happened together, she started to play with his balls, and even tried to work a finger toward his ass. Her friend Trisha said that her boyfriend had really liked that. She pushed down hard, opening her jaws till they felt like they would crack and tried to relax her throat, and then, her nose was buried in the wiry dark curls of Marcus’s pubic hair. Wow, I did it! Suddenly, just, as she was beginning to gag, just as she was about to go over the edge herself, she felt Marcus begin to twitch deep in her throat. His warm hands which had been driving her crazy were suddenly gone, and were holding onto her head like a vice.
“Take it,” he growled, “take it!”
He began to thrust deeper down her mouth and throat, pumping hard, she couldn’t breathe, her nose was crushed into him, and Melissa felt like she was about to throw up the ice cream they had shared just an hour ago. And then he started to come, and it was either choke or swallow, and she couldn’t throw up in Marcus’ new car, he would never see her again, so she began to swallow, her rising orgasm forgotten. He held her there, her need for oxygen forgotten in his need for pleasure, her arms pinned uncomfortably, for what seemed like forever, his cock twitching and spasming in her mouth and throat. She never tasted a drop of his spurting cum, he was down her throat so far. Only when he was spent, and had started to soften in her mouth, did Marcus seem to recognize Melissa’s struggles, he released her, and she pulled away quickly, gasping and coughing, her throat hot and raw, tears starting to run down her makeup.
“Oh, baby, you were so amazing, I love you. You’re the best, the absolute best.” All of Melissa’s panic, her sense of humiliation and betrayal melted away at those words.
He loved me!
Marcus pulled her close, and kisses away her tear.
“I just wish you would let me love you more,” he continued, “I want to share myself with you completely, I wish you could love me enough that we could be complete with each other.”
They had talked about this before, but Melissa had been adamant, she had to save herself for marriage, she wanted to be a good wife like her mother, and she had been taught that you had to be pure for your marriage, or no man would want to marry you. She never thought that she would have gone this far with a boy, she had sucked his dick before, and had let him play with her breasts, and finger her, and even once, she had let him put his mouth on her down there, which had felt amazing, it was the first time she had had an orgasm, and she secretly wanted him to do it again, but couldn’t bring herself to ask him, it just felt so dirty. Maybe, if she let him do the other thing… but that was supposed to hurt, and it was so filthy, and if anyone else found out, she would never hear the end of it. Maybe she would ask some of her friends if they had tried it.
“Maybe Sarah would love me more…”
Marcus’ words shattered her train of thought like it was made of glass.
“Sarah? What? No!” Everyone in school knew about Sarah, she had had at least four boyfriends, and had slept with several other boys, and had even had sex with two of the teachers at school, and it wasn’t even for punishment.

The drive back home had been silent, Marcus stewing, and Melissa just not knowing what to say. They didn’t kiss, but Marcus never really wanted to kiss her after she had sucked his dick, he said that was “gay”. She was so relieved to see that Travis was sound asleep, she tidied up the house, cleaning up where her twelve year old brother had made himself a sloppy PB&J for dinner, her head spinning with thoughts of Marcus and Sarah and sex, and purity, she just didn’t know what to do. When she finally got to bed, she laid there staring up at the glow in the dark stars that she had stuck to her ceiling when she was eleven. She finally stopped thinking about Marcus and Sarah, and started just thinking about Marcus, and how his hands had made her feel. As if on their own, one of her hands cupped her left breast, and the other snaked down between her legs, to her secret place, she felt the faintest bit of stubble there, and knew that she would have to shave herself again, like she had been doing ever since Marcus asked her to, she had read that boyfriends like their women to be smooth down there, she guessed they were right. Her fingers seemed to remember what Marcus had been doing, the circles and the rubbing back and forth, she could feel herself responding, her nipple tightening and growing hard under her twisting fingers, and she started probing her pussy, deeper, until, in a twinge of pain, she jammed her finger against her maidenhead again. She stopped, remembering that this wasn’t what good girls did, and took her wet fingers out of herself, she eventually got to sleep fitfully, with a pillow clutched between her knees and thighs.

Melissa awoke to her alarm, sprawled across her bed, she had kicked off all her covers in the night and was sprawled face down with one leg off the bed, her nightgown was twisted and bunched up nearly to her armpits. The edge of her bed where she had been rubbing her crotch was damp down to the mattress, and her panties were soaked, she quickly stripped naked, only taking a moment to look at herself in her full length mirror, Her blonde hair fell past her shoulders, and her creamy white C cup breasts and smooth shaved pubic area were highlighted by the dark tan she had over the rest of her body. Afternoons in the backyard by the pool kept her tan, and running track and cross country for school kept her lean, and her legs toned. She grabbed a towel, and her bathrobe, she had to beat Travis to the bathroom, or he would stink it up, or simply take forever just to spite her.