Summer So Hot - Book 1 by Moran Copyright© 2024 by Moran Part XVIII - Truth So Perverted Jeans just pulled open and throbbing dick out, the beyond-horny teenager was jarred out of the greatest moment of his life by a shocked and angry voice behind him. “Randy! Randy Blavin! What the HELL are you doing!” He did a staggering 180, cock bouncing and balls throbbing, and locked onto the fuming face of “ ... Tia!” The daughter of former Danover High star quarterback Steve Jalone stood at the top of the tool shed’s plank stairs, hands firmly planted on her hips as she gaped across at him with a horrified expression. “I asked you a question, Randy!” she hissed dangerously, doing her best not to shout, “What are you doing?” “Uh ... I...” “You were about to--about to ... to do it to--with ... oh, I don’t even know what to call it!” Tia’s stomach flipflopped at the intense memory of what the tied-up hacker girl had tried to do to her so very recently. Randy was fidgeting like crazy, the panic rising up within his gut like a howling force of nature, “Um ... T-Tia, I-” “You--You were going to RAPE her! Randy! Admit it! You were, weren’t you!” “Uh-” “Don’t lie to me, Randy!” and the little brunette stalked forward, tartan skirt swaying around her bare legs, then she froze in mid-furious stride, doe eyes gone wide, “Ohmigod, you--put it away!” “Huh?” and he followed her pale-faced gaze downwards and realized he was still fully on display, then with a rush of desperate fingers he fumbled himself back into his jeans and zipped them up so fast he nearly did himself an awful wound. YOW! Fly burn! DUDE! Tia threw up a disgusted splayed palm, “O-kay, that was pretty much the worst thing I’ve ever witnessed, and let me tell you, Blavin, this has been a revolting last couple of days, so you truly out-did yourself in the creepy-pervert category.” “Shit, quit havin a cow, Jalone, it was just my dick. You can’t tell me it’s the first you’ve ever seen!” Then he saw the deep color on her cheeks and realized she was blushing hard, “Damn ... it was the first you’ve ever seen!” Awesome! Tia Jalone’s first dick was mine! Something to treasure! “Just ... just shut up and get out of here, Blavin.” she waved him past her, trying not to dry heave. His twisted grin threatened to cut off the top of his head, she was actually letting him go! Yes! And he made to charge for the steps. But as accelerating jog took him past the trim soccer player, Randy’s devious mind got the better of him and he jerked to a stop. “Wait ... how come you’re doing this for me? You hate me.” “And how!” Tia glared at him, “But just go. Let’s just forget any of this ever happened.” He looked at her for a long second, then back to the comatose blonde tied up on the couch, “Hey ... what exactly did I stumble into here? You ... you’re doing something, aren’t you? Something ... wrong!” Tia licked her suddenly very dry lips, “I ... I’m giving you the chance to g-get away with this, Blavin. So ... so you should just t-take it and go.” and she fought not to add the word ‘please’ to the end of that sentence, though on the inside she was desperately pleading with him telepathically to do just that. Randy dragged his suspicious gaze back to her quivering one, “You don’t want any of this to get out. You’re gonna do something bad to that chick. I don’t know what, but it’s probably way worse then what I was gonna do, isn’t it?” “P-Please ... Randy ... you have to understand-” “Handjob.” Tia blinked madly, “Wha--what?!” And he planted hands on his hips and leaned back, “You want me to do you a favor, Jalone, to forget ever being up here and all this weird stuff. So, okay, I can do that. But I scratch your back, and you stroke my dick.” She gaped at him like he’d asked her to stand on her head and sing Mary Had a Little Lamb, “I--I don’t even know how-” “It’s easy.” and reaching down he grasped his fly and slowly pulled it downwards. In the quiet of the old toolshed, the ratcheting sound the metal teeth made echoed up at Tia like rusty clockwork. “No ... no way...!” “Okay, fine.” the tall boy shrugged, “But then I’m going to find me a phone and call the cops.” “And you’d get in huge trouble too! You were going to-” “But I didn’t. So there’s no evidence. Thanks for interupting me just in time, by the way, heh!” “Uh-” “Decide, Tia. It’s not like I’m asking you for much, just a handjob.” She glanced downwards at the protruding bulge of his underwear, then whipped her eyes back up and locked onto Randy’s gleaming ones. I don’t have a choice here, do I? No ... I don’t... “All right-” “Oh yeah! Yes!” Randy pumped the air with his fist. “Stop that!” she snapped. “Sorry!” he swallowed hard, scared by her tone. He didn’t want to spoil this, he didn’t want to screw it up. Tia reached a hesitant hand downwards and with genuine disgust upon her face she gently touched the bulge. Randy moaned softly and it jerked at her through the fabric. Holy crap! So hot! Heart pounding in her chest, Tia gripped the elastic of his undies and tugged them down, and the shaft of his dick popped up, it’s fat head mushrooming free. “Ugh! So gross!” “I thought girls were supposed to like dicks.” “Not this girl!” “Well, you don’t have to look at it to stroke it, Tia. So ... get to it.” “Okay, just shut-up!” and mentally forcing herself to get it over with, she slid her fingers around the shaft. Randy gasped as she took firm hold. “Ohh ... oh my god...” “Am ... am I doing it right?” “Yeah ... though ... not ... not so hard.” “It’s pretty hard, actually.” Tia swallowed and shut her eyes. “Th-That’s not what I mean. Don’t grip it so hard. Yeah, that’s it, just a light squeeze--yes! That’s the ticket!” he fought not to sway from the terrific feeling of it all. Tia chewed her bottom lip, “Um ... what should I do now? Just hold it until you ... you know.” “You gotta stroke it, dummy!” “What? Oh! Right!” and she drew her encircling fingers up the shaft until they reached the base of the head, then swished them back down again. Then back up, moving into a rhythm. Randy gasped and moaned, his hands rose of their own volition to grip Tia’s narrow shoulders. She didn’t object, whatever it took to get through this as fast as possible was just fine with her, and despite her vast dislike of Randy, Tia had to admit that she liked the contact, his hands were strong and they were gripping her with a fevered intensity that made the heart pound behind the throbbing mounds of her aching breasts. “Ohhhh ... Tia ... ohhh...” She quickened the pace, her little fist a blur on his thrusting member, and the wet meaty slap-slap-slap sound seemed to fill the dusty low-ceilinged chamber of the tool shed’s attic. Randy’s head was lulling back on his shoulders, his jaw was wide and his gasps were steady now. Tia’s eyes were open again and she was drinking in his reaction as she worked his cock like a professional. “Uhhhh ... feels so g-good ... Tia...” Her own loins were aching now and she couldn’t resist, Tia lowered her free hand down to the taut skin of her abdomen below her t-shirt, slid it into her shorts, and slipped a finger under the elastic of her yellow Spongebob panties. She bit her bottom lip at the feeling of her fingertip sliding up her moist slit, knifing through her short shock of sweaty pubic hair, pushing in deep past her puffy lips and plunging into the tight mossy core, she gave an involuntary gasp at the feeling of the naughty penetration and Randy echoed it with a moan of annoyance. “You ... You st-stoppped...!” In a flash Tia realized he was right, she had been so wrapped up in the feeling of touching herself that her fist had slowed to a stop on his penis and the desperate member was throbbing impatiently between her tight fingers. I--I can’t believe I did that! She pulled her hand free of her panties and wiped the sticky fingers off on the back of her shorts. If Randy had opened his eyes and seen me--oh no! He IS opening his eyes! But she put a stop to that in a flash by quick-starting the pumping of his cock and Blavin’s shuddering lids clenched shut once more and the smile spread across his crooked lips once again. I need this over and I need it over now! Tia’s internal monologue declared and she fought to figure out how. Maybe if I talk to him? Ummm ... if I was a boy what would I want to hear a girl tell me to make me ... do that ... uck! What an awful mind picture! But whatever it takes... “Uh ... you’re so b-big!” she blurted out. Randy’s eyes snapped open and his jaw sagged, “Wha--What?!” “Your ... your ... it’s SO big, Randy! I ... I need to use two hands!” and her left one joined in the pumping. “Guhhhh...!” he jerked and lurched, the feeling was like nothing he had ever experienced, he was having trouble staying conscious, “Is it ... is it really th-that big...?” “Sooo big, Randy! Ooo!” Tia rolled her eyes at the insanity of the garbage she was spewing out. I must sound like one of those moronic big-eyed girls you see in Japanese cartoons. But I bet this idiot loves them to death and that’s what’s going to do it, I can’t believe it won’t fail. Because it can’t, ‘cause my hands are starting to go numb! And turning on all the pumping speed she could muster, Tia raised her voice several octaves, moving into sugar-plum fairy territory, “Ooooo, Randy! You are SO big that I bet it wouldn’t even fit inside of me! Tee-hee-hee!” That did it! With that bad little girl giggle Randy was pushed over the edge and with a gasping groan his body spasmed and jerked! Without thinking Tia looked downwards and his cock exploded, a hail of pearl-white cum launched upwards and caught her full in the face, she gasped as the hot spunk painted her lips and nostrils, staggered backwards in shock. Randy sank to his knees, face twisted in a paroxysm of infinite pleasure. It h-has never been ... been sooo good...! “Gahhh...!! It--It’s all over m-me!” Tia tried to wipe her face off but only succeeded in covering her hands with the sticky splooge as well. I--I’ve been slimed! And then an angry voice sounded, it roared up at Randy and Tia like a force of nature. “TIA! TIA, where are you!” Randy looked like he was going to be sick, “Isn’t that your-” “TIA!” came the shout again “GIRL! Answer me!” And she spun around in the direction of the voice, it sounded much closer now, like it was- He’s coming! He’s coming to the tool shed! DADDY! “TIA!”