Part 3, following "Mary's discovered in bed"
Over lunch Mary told the whole story, starting with Bud in the Blue room, and finishing with Wesley and his dating rules. Shelley chastised her for letting those guys cum in her. Pregnancy, disease! And letting both of them film her doing it with them? In this day and age, was she stupid? Did she not read the news?
Mary correctly pointed out that none of those scandals were about Joe Shmo and Mary No-name from Suburbsville; she hardly expected to see her pussy splashed across the home page of any gossip mags.
"Even so," Shelley said, also correctly, "All it takes is an email attachment to your family, and the effect will be the same."
"Hmmm," Mary said, screwing up her nose.
After lunch, Shelley took Mary to the doctor, who also scolded her for having unprotected sex. She gave her a big antibiotic tablet, a morning-after pill, two months of contraceptive pills, and a box of twelve condoms.
"The pill isn't your primary contraceptive, the condoms are. Pill is back-up."
"I'm not going to have sex again," Mary tried to explain.
Yeah, right," the doctor groaned. "Take the condoms."
Shelley lent her a high-collar cardigan, despite the heat, and dropped her home at 3pm. Shelley came in to say hello quickly to Mary's parents, then left with a vague reference to the girls doing something that night. Things were so busy at home that Mary slunk easily into her room and had a nap.
She was woken at five by her phone beeping a message:
Hey there -- Bud here, got ur no. from Alexandra. Pick u up at 8?
Mary didn't answer it straight away. She had a shower to think and wake herself up.
Bud. He left her there alone. As it turned out Wesley was nice to her, but it could have been a disaster. Anything could have happened. She should be angry with him, though it was difficult to regret how it all turned out.
Why did he even want to see her? To apologize? Mary wanted to send a rude message in reply, to blow him off for fucking her, then leaving her like that. But she worried that getting him angry would be dangerous - thinking about what Shelley said, she didn't want him showing their sex tape to someone they knew.
She washed her body but unfortunately, the bruises stuck. Her pussy was still completely smooth, although the sperm inside had been neutralized with Dr. Wang's medicine. She dug out some new underwear and shorts and a polo shirt with a collar to cover the hickeys. It didn't look too out of place in the weather.
She sent Bud a message back.
Pick me up from in front of Shelley's.
Mary caught the bus to Shelley's after an early dinner with her brothers. Her parents were at a show for her little sister.
"Overnight bag?" her brother asked as she went out the door.
"Just in case, call me at Shelley's if you need," she said, even though she knew they'd call her mobile if they needed her.
When Mary saw Bud's car turn into Shelley's street she stepped out to wave him down before getting all the way to Shelley's.
"What are you doing down here?"
"Shelley doesn't know. I don't want her to."
Bud shrugged. He drove on but didn't say where they were going. For the longest time, they didn't talk. Eventually, Mary couldn't stand the suspense.
"You left me there."
"I had to go. Where was I going to take you, to my place?"
"You could've said something."
Bud didn't answer, he turned into the roads above the cliffs on the edge of town, overlooking the river bend.
"Where are we going?"
"You'll see."
After a silent ten minutes, they pulled into the driveway of a darkened house. The sun was under the horizon by then, it was almost completely dark.
"Where is this?" The house was white weatherboard with an all-round veranda and large grassy grounds. There were no other houses nearby.
"My uncle's house."
"Why are we here?"
"He's away," Bud said, turning off the car and getting out. He opened Mary's door and took her hand, leading them to the front door. As soon as he unlocked it and they were inside he was on her, kissing and feeling her up. Again, he was rough compared with Wesley.
Bud's hands went straight to her button and zip. There was no delay in getting her shorts and panties down and off. The lights were off and it was hard to see but as soon as he cupped her mound to finger her he gasped and walked over to turn them on.
"Holy shit." His head was spinning. "Bare pussy! How? When? You did this to come and see me tonight?" he gasped.
Mary laughed. How vain was this guy?
"Why didn't you make sure I was alright? You just left me there."
Bud was pulling at his own pants, getting out of them as fast as he could. His erection was booming. He walked over and swept Mary onto the dining room table, sitting her bare ass on the cold wood. This time he didn't stop to lick her wet or to pull off her shirt and bra, he just pushed and prodded and grunted until his cock was fully in her. He leaned the girl back to watch as his cock slid in and out of bare-shaven pussy.
"Fucking fucking hot bitch you are."
"You left me there," Mary grunted between thrusts. Bud didn't say anything. "That guy. He fucked me."
"What?"
"That guy. The one you left me with. He fucked me."
"Oh yeah?" Bud grinned. "I bet you liked it."
Bud held her legs up and fucked harder, somehow the thought of Mary getting it again from some other cock after him made him even hornier. Bud was slamming at her. It wasn't as difficult as it had been the night before, Mary's pussy could easily take it. She may possibly have even enjoyed it if it wasn't Bud doing it to her.
Mary pulled her own top and bra off to get fully naked. She watched Bud drool in delight at the fuck-toy he thought he had acquired.
"Don't stop," Mary stuttered as Bud humped her pelvis. She wanted him in there so long that his skin wrinkled from the wet, that he was in no doubt her pussy juice had absorbed into his cock. Bud did the best he could, fucking her from above, behind, and underneath until there would be no doubt her juices had soaked him.
"Ah, oh, by the way... Shelley took me to the doctor this afternoon."
"Huh?"
"The doctors," she said squeezing her pussy on his granite shaft. "I went to the doctor."
Bud slowly looked at her, sweat dripping from exertion.
"She thinks I have a sexual disease," Mary lied.
Bud shuddered, his cock wallowing in her sloppy vagina.
"What?"
"She thinks I have a sex disease."
"Which one?"
"A couple of them, I can't remember the name. Something quite common she said. If I got it from you, I guess it doesn't matter. But if Maxwell or that other guy gave it to me, then..."
"Then what?"
"You probably shouldn't fuck me without a condom."
Bud shuffled back and out of Mary as fast as any man has ever moved. He fairly raced to the bathroom to wash off his cock.
"Holy shit, holy shit," she could hear in the background. "You fucking bitch. Holy shit."
Mary picked up her shorts and panties and held them in her hand as she walked into the bathroom naked. Her pussy glistened in the light from the wetness he had drawn from her.
"Bud."
He wasn't listening, too busy looking for disinfectant.
"Bud. Look at me."
He looked.
"If that video of us having sex comes out, I'll tell people the names of the diseases you gave me. Or I gave you. Either way, it doesn't really matter. People have got this funny thing about VD, yeah? Better to deal with it quietly. Better to keep that video to just us, yeah?"
Bud looked at her standing with her bare body on show, suddenly confident and firm.
"You want to keep fucking me?" she asked. "You can if you want, we're alone. Or shall I put these on?" Mary held her shorts and panties in the air.
Bud shook his head. "We'll go."
They drove back to Shelley's in silence. It was dark when they parked out front.
"Hey, no hard feelings," she said, leaning over to kiss him. "Just keep hold of that video, don't let it out. And you better see a doctor."
Mary looked around and saw it was clear. She pulled the straps of her bra over her shoulders and arms, then lifted her shirt and pulled it out from under, moving back to kiss him again. Bud felt her up with no conviction. She smiled at how well her plan had worked, the turnaround was remarkable. He was touching her like she was a leper.
Mary hung her bra on his rearview mirror, took her bag, and opened the car door.
"See you at school."
Mary texted Shelley asking for cover again that night. The return was a little red face with steam coming off, but Mary knew she would.
It was a long walk to a footbridge to be able to cross the freeway. It was dark, but the walk was residential and Mary felt mostly safe. She only took one wrong turn before finding Wesley's house again.
She stood out front and sighed.
What if he wasn't there? She would call a taxi and go home, and never come back. This was it, now or never, all or nothing. She walked the steps to his apartment. There was noise behind the door, but hard to tell if it was the TV. She rang the bell.
Mary was nervous but Wesley didn't make her wait long. He opened the door and smiled.
"This is good news."
Mary felt relief that he was happy to see her.
"You have people here?"
"Just some buddies. Come in." Mary walked in anxiously. "I have to warn you though, we're watching videos."
"What sort?" she frowned.
"Yours," he said playfully. "Come."
Wesley took her hand and before she knew it Mary had been led into the living room. Five guys were lying on the floor and sofas, most of them around Wesley's age, one of them perhaps a bit older.
"This is her," Wesley said.
"From this video?"
"Who magically appeared in your bed?"
"Miracle girl?"
Mary looked at the screen. It was her smiling at the camera as it panned down to show the sperm dripping from her pussy.
"This is her? Fantastic!"
The guys all broke into a round of applause.
"Honey, you are gorgeous."
"Wonderful."
"Sexiest girl I've seen."
"Unbelievable, stunning. Great to meet you."
