Mitch Holden watched Desiree as she came back into the restaurant from the back rooms, he knew there was a gambling party going on there tonight but he didn't think that was where she had come from. Janey or Tulip usually worked those rooms. Could she be seeing the Chief of Police, Alex Cranston… oh no dear God! Please say it isn't possible, the young boy thought wildly to himself, feeling his heart contract at the sight of the woman he loved swaying sexily across the room. I've got to talk to her, I've just got to, he thought with mounting emotion and not thinking of either her job or his, he moved over to her at the bar.
"Desiree where have you been," he whispered between tightly clenched teeth.
"Mitch… Oh my God! Don't talk to me here, you'll get me fired!" Desiree answered, wildly looking around the room for the boss.
"I don't give a fuck, where have you been?" he murmured. "Have you been with Cranston?"
"It's none of your damn business Mitch, I told you to get out of my life and I meant it… I don't need another child, I already have Julia."
Mitch Holden stepped back now, stung to the core of his being by his love's harsh words. He looked deeply into her face but he couldn't read her true feelings, perhaps she meant it then, perhaps she didn't love him anymore… oh God… he wanted to die, he just wanted to die. Not thinking about the rest of the group, not caring if they lost the gig or not, the young lover ran out of the restaurant into the night. He wanted to die, felt sick, Desiree had been with Cranston he was sure of it now and she had called him a child… oh God, he wanted to die!
Julia Patton was crossing the trailer park, coming back from the ice-cream parlor where she had been hanging out with her friend Rachel when she saw Mitch Holden stumbling around. He seemed to be drunk or something, she didn't know what but she knew that he needed her help and without another thought she spurted across the trailer park to his side.
She was so embarrassed for him when she arrived to find that he was crying and she almost wished that she hadn't gone to him, but the deed was done now and she was there.
"Julia, what are you doing here," he groaned.
"Are you alright Mitch?" the young girl asked the boy she loved, anxiously.
"I'm fine. Look Julia, can I come to your trailer and talk with you for a while," he asked, almost begged.
"Sure," Julia said, knowing full well it had something to do with her mother but not caring, happy to have a few moments with the handsome young boy herself.
Back in the trailer, Mitch Holden asked Julia if she had any liquor and as soon as the young girl produced it, he began to drink rapidly, first one, then another becoming drunk and slurred in his speaking almost immediately.
All he thinks about is my mother, Julia Patton thought petulantly to herself, surveying her beautiful fourteen year old body in the mirror, why doesn't he look at me for a change. I won't make him cry, she thought naively.
Unnoticed by the sullen young man, Julia poured herself a stiff drink and holding her nose she gulped it down. If he's going to drink, I'd better get loose she thought wildly to herself and anyway then I won't care, I just won't care that he doesn't love me.
Mitch Holden was slipping into a drunken stupor, he wanted to die, he'd lost Desiree he was sure of that now and he just wanted to die. He looked up to talk to Julia but she wasn't there and Desiree was standing there in her stead. "What!" he said reaching out and grabbing the young girl in his arms and crushing her into his body, his hot mouth plunging down onto hers, his tongue plunging between her soft lips, beyond the barrier of teeth and deep to the point of choking her. She felt his hands cupping her buttocks as the swelling bulge in the front of his pants pressed into her softly quivering belly. Automatically she sucked and nibbled at his tongue, the tiny tingles that had seemed to burst into being in her virginal loins, seeming to spur her on.
At last he came up for air, breathing heavily into her face. "Well, Desiree, I've got you now."
Julia gasped as she realized that Mitch thought he was giving himself to her mother but she didn't care, if this was the only way she was going to have him, she just didn't care!
She felt Mitch's mouth now crushing onto hers, his tongue smashing against the hot petals of her lips, his right hand moving beneath her sweater, upward along the naked flesh of her trembling ribs to her full, bra-covered breast and smothering it in his hand, his long fingers kneading and caressing through the material while the breath seeped helplessly out of her.
"Desiree, oh Desiree," the drunken boy mumbled.
Julia was quivering with strange, intensified feelings she had never known existed; her loins tingled hotly, moistly, between her legs at his wonderful masculine nearness; still she struggled lightly. In truth his lust was frightening her and she didn't quite know what to do, she wanted him and yet she was afraid.
She felt him kissing her passionately now, his hand creeping up beneath her sweater to fumble at her back with the fastener of her bra, while his warm, wet mouth and tongue moved eagerly over her face. She realized that all sense of time and place were leaving her as her mother's lover urged her on.
"Desiree, oh Desiree," Mitch moaned again.
"Mitch, Mitch, it's not Desiree, it's Julia," the young girl said suddenly shaking the boy to his senses.
Mitch's eyes began to focus now in his drunken stupor, oh God, he was kissing Julia, it wasn't Desiree it was her daughter Julia. It was then that a wicked plan began to form in the boy's mind. Desiree had fucked Alex Cranston, he would make love to Julia, he would get his own back on Desiree, he would fuck her daughter.
"Oh Julia," he groaned, "I know it's you, I know that now and I want you, it's you I want Julia," the young boy moaned in his pain and anguish.
Breathlessly now, Julia gasped into Mitch's mouth as his hand slipped around and beneath her loosened brassiere to caress the smooth, firm flesh of her now throbbing breast, the nipple hardening erectly as he pinched and rolled it gently between the thumb and forefinger, raising further unbelievable passion inside her, overwhelming any shame that she might have.
"I mean it, Julia baby," Mitch breathed hotly into her mouth, running his hand down her ribs and over the full swell of her rounded hip and along her outer, covered thigh, then behind and up to press beneath and cup the softness of her buttocks, "I'm going to fuck you… and you're going to love it… every second of it."
"Mitch… Mitch!" she gasped. "We… I… Oh, we shouldn't!"
Julia's brain reeled in the throes of the fogging emotions that had swept over her, and she wagged her head negatively, visions of her mother, interspersed with the face of Mitch Holden, fleeting in and out of her mind, while the obscene word he had spewed at her along with its complete meaning ricocheted erotically through her aroused senses. Yet, even as she tried to oppose him, she sensed the barriers of her restrain crumbling rapidly, the very sound of his use of lewd, unspeakable words strangely exciting her.
"Yes… yes, we can, baby," he whispered softly, covering her mouth with his and sucking at her lips, his hands suddenly moving to unzip the zipper at the back of her slacks. "I'm going to slip my cock right up into that tight, cherry cunt of yours, gently and sweetly… hold your luscious ass tight in my hands and fuck my cock into your pussy until you swear you're in heaven," he hissed as she stared fixedly up into his eyes, her breathing increasing with every licentious, but passion-building word that came from his lips. "But first, I'm going to lick and suck that little hole between your legs like you've never dreamed of in your lifetime…" he went on, his hand slipping down inside the loosened waist of her slacks over the flat plane of her quivering belly, and slowly down to the thin, nylon covered swell of her pubic mound to gently stroke and tease at her dampening vaginal lips beneath. "And you're going to love me for it, baby… love and beg me to fuck and suck and fuck you…"
"Ohhhhh God," Julia whimpered, breathing heavily, her arms clutching tightly around his neck in a sudden, uncontrollable burst of passion that completely bewildered her, desire that her vibrantly aroused young body could not, and did not want to harness.
She kissed him wantonly, thrusting her tiny tongue deep into his mouth, while the middle finger of his hand that she had let slip down inside her slacks pressed and rubbed at her moist, nylon-shielded vagina, and she knew that she was going to let him… let him do whatever in this world he wanted to her!
"Are you ready, baby…? Ready to become a woman?" he whispered, suddenly removing his taunting hand from inside her slacks, then abruptly lifting her bodily into his arms. "Ready to be sucked and fucked… made love to fully for the first time in your life…?"
"Oh God… Oh God, yes… yes, Mitch darling," she blurted, hardly realizing the words had come from her own lips. "Love me… please, love me… Make me a woman, my darling…!"
Mitch Holden could hardly believe the passion choked response that gasped from her soft, moist lips into his face. He knew only that the heat and aroma of her young hot breath was setting him crazy, forgetting his Goddamned revenge on her mother… forgetting everything else in the world except the pagan magnificence of this virginal creature in his arms. Christ! He couldn't wait any longer!
She clung to him, her arms locked around his neck, her head on his shoulder and he carried her whimpering and mewling into her bedroom. There in the darkness, he kissed her again and felt her tongue slide into his mouth with a wantonness he'd bet she never realized she possessed. His prick throbbed and strained in his pant-leg, until he was certain it was going to break, rip out by the roots, if he didn't release it soon.
"Oh God, darling… I'm afraid… I'm afraid," she whined, "I want to… I do… but I'm afraid…"
Mitch felt her hot tears against his face. "It's alright Julia… it's alright. You want to be a woman, don't you… don't you," he slurred in his drunken state.
"Yes… yes… yessss…!"
"Then, don't be afraid Julia," he reassured her. "I'll be gentle… and we'll make beautiful love… fuck to our hearts content… really find and love each other… until every muscle in our bodies are relaxed and filled with love. Isn't that what you want?"
"Yes… oh yes, darling… I want you to! I do!" she gasped.
Mitch Holden knew that Julia wanted him, he had always known that Julia wanted him but until now he had only eyes for Desiree. He couldn't stop now however, his cock was like an ax-handle. Shit, he'd rape her if she tried to stop him. He put her down and said. "Do you want to undress yourself baby?"
"Yes, but let's do it quickly Mitch, I'm frightened, please touch me… please hold me."
Julia Patton began to remove her clothes, but almost hypnotically, her mind spinning, she could hear the rustle of Mitch's clothes and suddenly a tingling chill spiraled through her at the thought that in moments she would be in bed naked with the boy she loved… her handsome, wonderful Mitch, with his hot hard flesh pressed tightly against her own, his thing rigid and throbbing in anticipation of making love to her. Oh God, mother, you'll just have to understand… I love him! I love him! He was meant for me… not for you… don't you see mother, Mitch was meant for me!
Suddenly Mitch was behind her, his arms slipping around her waist as she stood there with her flimsy nylon panties her last covering. She felt his lips on her naked shoulder while his hands smoothed over the little bowl of her smooth, white belly. She shuddered, delighted at his touch.
He said nothing, only let his hands slide upward over her hot, satiny flesh to her large, full pointed breasts, his hot, sensitive hands slipping beneath to cup upwards and lift them as the cool air brushed entrancingly against her unleashed nipples that had burst into hardness.
"Christ, they're absolutely spectacular baby," groaned Mitch as he caressed the fourteen year old girl's breasts.
She felt his hands massaging and kneading and stroking her vibrant naked breasts, pinching at the tiny, hard cherry nipples and rolling them between his fingers, causing unknown erotic fermentations to spasm blissfully through her whole body. Then, he was moving around in front of her, she stood perfectly still, her hands by her sides, trembling wildly from the excitement swirling through her. He lowered his head, cupped her breast and sucked the erect throbbing nipple deep inside his hot, wet mouth. Julia swayed in the darkness, the overwhelming rapture causing her to nearly lose her balance.
"Take off your panties," he said still holding her breast, and she did, rolling them down her hips and bending forward; he took both breasts then, one in each hand and held them until she straightened, her panties in a useless pile on the floor at her feet, finally kissing and sucking each one individually.
Mitch couldn't believe her firm young tits, so full, so hot and wanting. She was more than the replica of her mother… she was her mother! He was going to take his revenge on Desiree, she whom he loved most of all, she who had allowed herself to be touched by the vile Chief of Police, that dirty old man, he would take his revenge on her, he would fuck her daughter!
He moved toward her on the bed and as he did so she reached up and wrapped her tender young arms around his neck. He rammed his tongue into her throat, one hand traversing over her breasts and down her side, across her belly, finally reaching the moist velvetness of her hot, sensitive vaginal split, toying momentarily in the sparsely covered pubic hair as her breath burst from her lungs with the shock his fingers brought her; then, searchingly, he discovered her tiny excited clitoris. He tweaked and pinched it, raising gasps that exuded into his mouth, and then he ran his fingers downward through the sensitive, undefiled flesh to the small unbroken opening of her vagina. While his tongue fucked into her hungrily receptive mouth, he slipped his middle finger very slowly up into the damp, tiny hole of her maiden-head… into the unpenetrated passage of her quivering vagina…
Oh God, he groaned inwardly to himself as he felt the delicious moistness of the fourteen year old girl, I'm going to lose my mind, I really am. Forgive me Desiree, forgive me, his brain swirled wildly, but you hurt me and now I'm going to hurt you so that you'll know what it's like… but oh God! This girl feels so good, so very good… ah… so very good!
When Mitch had left the restaurant a little earlier, Desiree had watched him through one of the side windows. She had seen her daughter Julia run over to him and knew that she would probably talk with him and comfort him… this didn't worry Desiree at all. She knew Julia had a soft spot for Mitch, although she had no idea of her daughter's true feelings for her young lover, and she was relieved that she was there to take his mind off of her.
She was in a quandry, she didn't know what to do… she loved Mitch she now realized so much that it really freaked her out that she might lose him. He obviously realized that she had made love with the Chief of Police and she was afraid that this news would turn him away from her. What could she do… how could she get out of the tangled web she was ensnared in.
After half an hour had gone by however, Desiree was worried. Mitch still hadn't come back to the club and the band was looking for him, they were due back on stage in five minutes. Desiree found Jim Saunders and told him that she had to go to her trailer for a moment, she told him that she was worried about her daughter Julia. "I won't be more than five minutes, I promise Jim," she pleaded with the older man.
"Okay, as long as your tables are covered," Jim Saunders said, "but make sure you're not more than five minutes."
Assuring him that she wouldn't be, Desiree threw on her coat and made her way over to her trailer. Mitch and Julia had been alone for half an hour, what could they be doing… for some reason, Desiree Patton was worried and she intended to find out what the cause of her instinctive concern was!
She opened the door to the trailer quietly, it was dark, the only light coming from Julia's bedroom… it was then she heard the telltale sounds coming from the bedroom that almost made her kill Mitch Holden on the spot!
"Oooohhh!" Julia lurched, as Mitch's hot moist lips closed over the soft pubic mound at the base of her belly. Then, she sensed liquid, tantalizing kisses being ravished on the hair-lined slit of her wildly palpitating pussy… just as he had promised, his tongue flicking snakelike at the soft, quivering opening. Every muscle in her body taunted at the insanely pleasurable licking of her still-closed vagina while uncontrollable groans of ecstasy rolled from her lips. My God, he had said it… said he would lick and suck her cunt… but… oh God!
Suddenly Julia heard a scream, "Stop! Stop it, damn you Mitch Holden. Stop it, or I'll kill you!" screamed Desiree as she stared down at her daughter and her young lover naked on the bed.
Julia gasped as she looked at her mother. She had never seen her in such a wild state in her life before, she really did look as if she would kill Mitch, maybe even kill her.
"Get off her you bastard!" she screamed again.
Mitch Holden was horror-struck, it had never occurred to him that Desiree would find him, in fact the very presence of her in the room sobered him immediately and he began to sob uncontrollably.
"Forgive me, forgive me Desiree, I was out of my mind, I wanted to get my own back on you for what you did."
"You fucking bastard," Desiree screamed now, unaware of what she was saying, "I did it for you and for Julia, I was blackmailed… Alex Cranston said he would bust you if I didn't, and God knows what he would do to Julia."
Suddenly Desiree Patton crumbled like a rag doll on the bed, it was all too much for her and she began to cry like a baby, allowing Mitch to hold her in his arms and to stroke her head tenderly as if she were a baby. "Don't cry baby," he groaned over and over again.
"Did you fuck her, did you," sobbed Desiree.
"No, I didn't Desiree, I only kissed her," Mitch confessed to his mistress.
"I wanted him to fuck me mother, do you hear I wanted him to. I love him too!" sobbed the young Julia, suddenly jumping up from the bed and locking herself in the bathroom.
"You shouldn't have done it Mitch, you shouldn't have used Julia to get your own back on me, it wasn't fair."
"I know, I know. Oh God! I'm so embarrassed," the young boy cried once again.
It was in this position that Jim Saunders and Alex Cranston found Desiree and Mitch as they burst into the small trailer. "I knew it, I knew it," Alex Cranston snarled as he saw his favorite mistress embroiled in the arms of the young rock and roll musician. "I knew that she was cheating on me… I just knew it."
"Oh my God!" gasped Desiree as she looked up and saw the Chief of Police, Alex Cranston, the man she had fucked only an hour ago, standing angrily over her, accompanied by Jim Saunders the owner of the club. "Get out of my house!" she screamed. "Get out!"
"Not before I get my due baby. Like a sucker I was falling in love with you," growled Alex Cranston, "but I caught myself just in time. You're just like all the rest of the women in the world, you want one thing and one thing only, my cock, forget about everything else."
Desiree Patton stared in amazement at the older man. My God! she thought to herself, he's deranged, he's not sane. He was the one to take me in the first place. There was never any talk of love between us, he knew that I loved Mitch… what's wrong with him, he looks absolutely evil to me right now… absolutely evil… he looks like the devil incarnate!