My Dreams Bug Me Pt 4

I was horny all day. Like dripping, throbbing, aching pussy horny. In all my life I could not picture today's events. Topless in public. Naked in public. Ass up in public. Lying next to 7 other teenagers who were also ass up naked in public while Trevor, a boy I like, took dozens of naked pictures of us all.

Then Amelia told me to suck his dick in her SUV. Trevor drug me in, pulled his pants down, and I did it. Not only did I suck it. I swallowed his semen.

I was hot. The day was blasting with heat. My pussy was dripping. I was so freaking horny. I didn't know what to do.

After leaving the park a bit after the blow job. Trevor and I dropped the bikes off at that boulder.

"Uh. Thanks for the uh. Blow job." Trevor mumbled.

"Yeah. You are welcome. That was crazy right?!" I asked. A bit too excited.

"Wait. Did you like that?" Trevor asked. His eyes lifted up to meet mine.

"Yeah. I really did. I can't believe what I'm saying. But yeah!" I laughed.

"Wow. Dang. I thought I was being too forceful." Trevor laughed.

But I had to go. I had to run. If I didn't run, I was going to push Trevor down, pull his cock out, and let him fuck me right there. But I couldn't. I had to run.

"Bye!" I shouted, laughing and ran off.

I turned around to see Trevor scratching his head with a smile and a look of confusion. At home, my dad was working in the yard, my mom was working on some potted plants, I ran to the shower.

I was naked, I held the phone over me, my mouth wide open. "This is the view your cock had as I sucked it!" I texted Trevor and sent the picture.

My tits and naked ass could barely be seen in the background. I shivered as I climbed in the shower. The water was barely warm. The little bit of sunburn I had and the hot weather. I did not need a hot shower. My fingers were on my pussy. Rubbing, twirling, and massaging. I had to brace myself against the tile wall of the shower as I orgasmed.

My legs shook, my hips thrust into my hand as it was the first time I had ever played with myself. I drooled; my eyes rolled back in my head. My body shook and then froze. I pulled my fingers from my dripping pussy and stuck them in my mouth. The sweet salty taste of my own juices.

My body shook again as I thought about it. "Trevor owes me one now," I thought to myself.

I quickly finished my shower, changed my clothes, and went downstairs. It was nearly dinner time. Dad grilled steaks; mom made a salad of some kind. I was smiling, happy, and friendly. My parents looked at one another with a bit of a look. Why was she so happy?

"How's work going?" My dad asked.

"Fine. Easy. I got paid. A bit over 400$ week." I smiled.

"Nice. Save 300$ and pay the gas bill. If you don't mind." My dad asked.

"Sure. I can do that." I smiled and hummed myself.

Dinner went well. Nothing big to discuss. It was then time to clean up and head to bed. It was only then I started feeling tired. My shoulders felt heavy; I lay down in bed. I didn't drift off to sleep. I felt like I dove headfirst into a pool of water. I was asleep that fast.

I heard the floor creak; I woke up and I looked over to see Trevor. The bedroom door creaking open. He had the same devilish smile. No plastic cage in his hand today. It was a glass bowl. Was it a leach? Was it a jellyfish like worm?

I was frozen solid. Fear made me this way. There was no fight or flight reaction for me. I was like an opossum. I froze or played dead. Trevor set the glass bowl on my nightstand. He pulled down my covers. I couldn't resist.

He smiled and looked at me. My naked body was exposed as he unbuttoned my pajama shirt, he pulled down my loose-fitting bottoms. "So smooth." Trevor hissed as his hands felt my naked body. I could not fight him or move a muscle.

He pulled my pants off and threw them on the floor. With two hands he spread my legs. My knees up to my sides. I was a pretzel. His fingers traced my wet pussy. I was scared beyond belief, but I was also soaking wet.

"This is not a bug. But the worlds worst fish. You think a bug could kill you or poison you? This fish is called Candiru. It is thin like a tiny worm. It's body looks smooth and scaly. But it has a surprise." Trevor smiled and hissed.

He pulled a pair of long pliers and snapped it on the fishes tail.

He pulled the wiggling fish from the water. It was fighting for water to breath.

"This fish is from South America. It lives in rivers and ponds. It is the worst of the worst. It breeds in a terribly painful way. It waits in the water. When a creature enters, it will swim up and look for its urethra. It wants warm, it wants urine. When it finds it. It shoots in and wiggles. Then its spines shoot out from its side. Into the walls of the urethra. Locked in place it cannot be removed. You are in excruciating pain. The spines point backwards. You pull and you will pass out due to pain. The fish waits. Another male fish will come from behind and inseminated it. After some time, the eggs will be released into your urethra and up into your bladder. But that can take days or weeks. You can't pee the whole time!" Trevor smiled as he lowered the fish towards my pussy.

"Oh. It's wiggling. It smells your urine-soaked pussy. This fish wants inside you. Should I, do it?" Trevor hissed and smiled as he lowered the fish and pulled it away playfully.

"No. No. Please!" I begged. But my whispers were barely audible.

"You will send me full nudes. Face, tits, ass, pussy. In public, in private, notepad full naked body too. If you agree. Nod!" Trevor smiled.

I nodded. My face was red, I couldn't breathe, I was so scared. But I nodded furiously. Trevor pulled the fish from my pussy and placed it in the bowl. He then crawled around to the foot of the bed, he licked his lips and lowered his warm mouth to my pussy.

I nearly screamed at his touch. His tongue licking circles around my gushing pussy. His lips sucked on my clit. If I could have moved, I would have put my hands on the back of his head, I would have squeezed my breasts. All I could do was shiver and moan.

It didn't take long of me to orgasm. My fear, my horniness. I bucked my hips at his face as I orgasmed, and he laughed. But he didn't stop. He returned his mouth to my swollen clit. Sucking, tonguing it.

He continued. My body was shaking again. Some could describe the feeling like you are floating. Fuck that. I felt like my body was being electrocuted. My clit was hit by high voltage. If I wasn't scared out of my life. I would have run. But I was still frozen when my second orgasm him me.

My body writhed, my legs shook, my eyes rolled back in my head, and I saw blackness as my hips thrusted into Trevor's mouth. "Fuck. Fuck. Fuck." I whispered.

"No. Not yet. But soon. Soon you will get fucked. Is that what you want?" Trevor laughed and asked.

I nodded and said "Yes." As I moaned. The last few seconds of my orgasm drifted away. My frozen body was now heavy. I felt like lead. Too heavy to move. No strength. No energy.

"You suck cock very well. I am impressed. You must watch a lot of porn to be that talented. You will watch 1 hour of blow job videos a day. Gloryhole videos, and such. But only sucking cock. And every day you see me. You will suck my cock and swallow my cum. Got it slut?" Trevor smiled as he wiped his face and leaned closer to my face.

I felt happy. He had let me orgasm twice. But that fish. That threat. I could not let him do it. I would have agreed to anything he asked or demanded. "Yes. I will suck your cock and swallow. I loved the taste." I whispered.

Our eyes were locked as Trevor kissed me and then stood up. He picked up his bowl and walked out.

How long did it take for me to sit up? 5 minutes? 10 minutes?

I kicked me legs over the side of the bed and stood up. My pants were on the floor, a giant wet spot was under my ass. Without my pants on I walked slowly through the house. How does he keep getting in and leaving?

After 20 minutes of sneaking around the house. I saw no sign of him. I drank a glass of water and went to bed. I had to use two large towels to dry the wet spot from my gushing pussy.

It was 4 am again. Another sleepless night.

My phone rang again at 7 am. I was up. I got ready, I took naked pictures, sexy pictures, notepad pictures. I wrote horrible things on my legs, my ass, my stomach, my tits, and my face. I was ashamed. But I smiled in all the pictures.

I sent them to Trevor. 5 of each type. My face is visible in them all.

I wiped off the lipstick and saw I was running low. I would buy some at work. The cheapest kind I could find. But first breakfast, running with Trevor, blow jobs, and then back for a shower.

Sunday went normal, I sucked off Trevor by the boulder after our run. He was very surprised and very appreciative. Then I was back home for a shower and relaxed all Sunday.

Sunday night I was in bed early. I watched 1 hour of blow job porn, glory holes, and women being faced fucked. I had no idea it even existed. The last video was one instructing on how to relax your throat. I practiced on an ink pen from my desk. I didn't have any problems.

I went to sleep, and the next day was Monday. Up early, naked notepad pictures, fully nude with face showing and I sent them to Trevor. I got changed ate breakfast and I ran out the door. My parents barely lifted their heads from their breakfast. I hid my sweatpants and shirt and ran towards the boulder. The bikes were gone! I looked everywhere. The bushes, the next few houses. Nowhere to be found. In my fear and anger I never heard the rumbling of a truck.

It was there before I knew it. I jumped back as I looked in to see the smiling face of Trevor. The old truck was huge. Tall, jacked up, and loud. Trevor opened the door from the inside, the door creaked like it needed oil, and I climbed inside.

"Who's truck?" I asked loudly. The engine rumbled so loudly I had to yell even though I was only 1 foot from Trevor.

"Mine. My cousin is going into the army. He gave it to me." Trevor laughed.

The front seat was a bench seat. The interior looked brand new and plush. The large bench made it so nothing blocked me from sitting next to him. I blinked a bit, hesitated, but I knew I had to. My hands dove for his crotch, he sat back and laughed as I fumbled with his drawstring shorts.

"Woah!" Trevor laughed as I fished out his semi hard cock.

My head was on his lap. My hand cradled his balls. I sucked and sucked as Trevor said "High, how are you, having a good day, nice truck Trevor. No. None of that. Right to attacking me and sucking my cock?" Trevor laughed as I nodded and kept my mouth attacking his dick.

I was scared. I could not let him use that fucking fish on my pussy. So, I would take his cock and semen in my mouth. It was worth a million times over.

"I would say let's go to the river. But I know a quieter spot." Trevor laughed as I nodded. His now hard cock deep into my mouth. I sucked and sucked.

We drove down the road. My body laying across the bench seat. No one could see me. Or maybe just my feet. Trevor's right hand was on my ass as he drove and laughed.

I knew we had made it to the spot he was talking about. The truck slowed, he turned it off, and he sighed. His fingers were gripping my ass through my shorts as he thrust his hips up a bit. Repeatedly.

"I'm going to cum. You going to swallow?" Trevor moaned.

I sucked harder, harder, and harder. He figured it out as his hands went to the back of my head and he shot load after load of semen into my mouth. I swallowed repeatedly. The hot liquid blasting the top and back of my mouth.

5, 6, 7 eruptions. I never let go. My hand squeezed his balls. He flexed. A single drop came out. I swallowed again, I licked his cock from balls to tip and back. He was clean. I sat up smiling, licking my lips.

"That's 1 for the day." I smiled and stated.

Trevor laughed. "I need a few minutes before we can go for our run."

I was sitting up, looking around. We were parked at the edge of the river. Not in a boat launch. Some trees and bushes surrounded us.

"Nice place right. Amelia told me about it. She called it blowjob point." Trevor laughed.

"Perfect name." I smiled and got out.

There were old beer cans, an old fire pit, burnt mattresses, burnt garbage and it smelled like rotting fish. Trevor got out of the truck. It was a little bit beat up. It had big tires on it. Shiny wheels. The paint was peeling. It was 4 different colors. But it had a very nice interior.

"85 GMC. He gave it to me. He had finished half of it doing a frame up rebuilding. He never got to paint it. There's a canopy at his shop. He said come by and install it." Trevor smiled.

"Let's go then." I smiled back and we jumped back in.

The cousins shop wasn't far away. A just as rusty, old, and peeling paint was lying next to a garage. His cousin laughed when we showed up.

"It's heavy. I will call my neighbors. Who's this?" His cousin Tom asked.

"Ah. This is Amy. My girlfriend." Trevor smiled and wrapped his arm around my waist.

I had not planned on going out in public, I was not dressed for meeting family, I was in skintight running shorts that likely showed off my wet pussy and camel toe. Along with a skintight sports bra that also likely showed off my horny and rock-hard nipples.

Tom looked me up and down and smiled as he pulled out his cell phone.

"Hey. Yeah. Can you grab 2 more? This canopy is heavy." Tom laughed.

3 neighbors, plus Trevor, plus Tom. And they set the peeling canopy on the truck. "There are 8 bolts with lock pins that hold it on. 10 minutes and you will be headed down the road. Here's the key to lock the back. "Tom advised as he handed Trevor the key.

Trevor handed me some greasy bolts and lock pins. He and Tom crawled around the beat-up bed of the truck and secured them in place. "Ratchet them down. Add the pins. They can't back out. I had it on for years. Replace the seals every few years to keep water out. But this thing is rock solid." Tom laughed as he banged on it.

The canopy was just as ugly as the truck. 4 types of paint peeling off. The base coat was grey. It had a window that opened and led to the front of the truck. Side windows had a bit of tinting to it and the large back window flipped up and also locked down. It too had dark window tinting but a bit of it was torn here and there.

Trevor tried locking and unlocking it. He shook it and saw that it worked just fine. Tom sprayed it with WD 40, and it worked a bit smoother.

"Hate to get ride of it. I did a ton of work on the whole thing. Except the paint. Over 15k in work. The paint was going to be another 4k. But I signed up for the army. I'm gone for a few years. No sense in letting it sit around. Then I thought of you. I would have loved to have this truck at 18. You will have lots of fun." Tom laughed, smacked Trevor on the back and winked at me.

Tom's girlfriend came outside. She dressed like me. "Tom. Time to go. It's nearly 1!" She yelled.

"Dang. I need to get home!" I told Trevor.

Trevor smiled and looked at me as we headed for the truck. I jumped in and laid down. He jumped in and pulled his shorts to his knees. He hadn't even started it yet and his cock was in my mouth.

"Thank god for the army." Trevor laughed as he started the truck, and we rumbled down the road.

His cock was hard again in no time. My hand squeezed and massaged his balls as I sucked and did my best to ram his cock head down my throat. To my surprise, it turned me on. The thought of having my mouth and throat used like this. His cock locked in my mouth. He was not only one in charge. But I was in charge a bit too. I could bite down. I could hold firm. I could keep his dick in my mouth as long as I wanted to.

Then I felt his hips thrust. I sucked harder, faster, harder, I stroked up and down his shaft with my lips squeezing tighter. Then I focused on the head and flicked that nub of skin with my tongue. Seconds later I felt hot sperm shoot down my throat. Hitting the back of my mouth, it filled my mouth as I swallowed. Over and over, I swallowed. He didn't give me a heads up this time. But no matter. I could handle it.

When the volume slowed, I squeezed his balls with my hand. He jumped and another drip of semen slowly oozed out. I licked it, swallowed, and then cleaned his shaft and balls with my tongue. My neck was a bit tired, my jaw and tongue a bit sore.

I sat up. It was the first time I had been sitting up in his truck. I sat next to him smiling. His hand on my thigh.

"Thanks babe." Trevor smiled as we arrived a few houses down from my place.

I jumped out and ran home. I regretted not getting any exercise in. But two blow jobs for Trevor should keep him happy. And that fucking fish away from me.

I ran in like I had a good run, to the shower to play with my soaking wet pussy again. One orgasm then out. More pictures. More tits. More ass and pussy. I dressed in my uniform and my mom took me to work.

"I made you a dinner. It's in the container. 60 seconds in the microwave and it should be hot." My mom smiled. I thanked her and she dropped me off at work.

Work was easy, Jenny was fun. Like an older sister I never had. I was working on organizing clothes. Shoppers always move stuff around.

"Hey. It's you. I recognize that ass." A woman laughed.

It was Tom's girlfriend. She looked at me and I looked back. "I didn't get your name?" I asked.

"Georgia. But call me Gia." Gia smiled.

We shook hands and chatted while I worked.

"The shorts you had on. Did you buy them here?" Gia asked.

"Yeah. Over here." I told her and showed her the yoga outfit I had been wearing.

"Squat proof?" Gia asked.

"Not if you size down a few sizes. I'm a medium. Normally a size 8. If I wear a 6, small, or 4 extra small. You squat. You can see your underwear if you are wearing some. If you aren't wearing underwear. You can see all that too." I laughed.

"Nice." Gia laughed as she selected a few pairs of size large.

Gia had a thick butt, thin waist, and D cup tits. She was 23, with long brown curly hair, and a very pretty face.

"Tom leaves in a few days. But if you are ever around. Give me a call." Gia advised me and gave me her cell phone number.

I thanked her, told her I work a lot, but the weekends were free. "I can buy you beer and shit. Let me know." Gia smiled and went back shopping.

"Who's that?" Jenny asked.

"The girlfriend of my boyfriend's cousin. She said she would buy me beer if I wanted it. Is that legal?" I asked.

"No. But that's cool. I will turn 21 in a few months. Always good to have someone like that around." Jenny laughed.

"Dang. You are old!" I teased as we went back to work.

We opened a few new boxes of clothes, yoga clothing, and exercise clothes. Some of the shorts were very short. Like barely covering your butt short. Then the tops. Instead of full-sized straps for sports bras. They were tiny spaghetti straps that went over the shoulder. Then the back had only a small skinny strap. The cups were tiny and padded.

"This is smaller than my swimsuit!" I held it up and showed Jenny.

"Yeah. Look at these. Same skinny strings, tiny cups, and the padding can be removed. There is no way my nipples won't poke through these!" Jenny laughed with me.

Ms. Martin walked over and saw we were laughing, stocking, and working. "Your mom is sick. She can't pick you up after work." Ms. Martin advised.

"No problem. I can drive her home." Jenny stated and smiled.

"Yeah. You two have the same schedule. Any chance you can pick her up for work in the morning too?" Ms. Martin asked.

"No problem. Carpool!" Jenny laughed as we high-fived like dorks.

"You think these will sell?" Ms. Martin held up some of the tiny yoga shorts and tops.

"We were just saying you should try this one on. A large?" Jenny smiled and handed it Ms. Martin.