2.6 - Secrets
A/N Beth learns a lesson #PrettyMouth
Honestly Beth didn't care about shooting guns. She didn't care about learning how to kill things, not even these dead things that kept rising up. She didn't believe they were still people, not the way daddy did. But she also didn't want to have to kill anyone either. Going to the shooting range was going to be the first time in ages she had gotten away from the farm house. She didn't mind that Patricia was going, it would give her someone to talk to. She should have been able to talk with Jimmy, but he was actually there to learn about guns and shooting things. Once they had all gotten out of the truck he never looked at her. He didn't get to touch guns at the farm and she would take a back seat to a piece of metal. Beth stood behind Patricia with tiny wads of foam in her ears.
She watched as Rick and his Number Two, Shane, walked the line and explained the proper way to point the gun, "Always keep the barrel down, never point it anything you don't have the intention to kill." There was reminders about cocking it, recoil, squeezing the trigger, exhaling. Rick offered Beth a gun, to come to the line next to Carl and start practicing.
"I'm just gonna watch for a while." Beth really didn't care if she ever picked up a gun, she was just happy to be out of the house. She watched as Jimmy held the gun sideways. The way they had seen in the movies that she let him pick out on date night. It looked stupid, he looked stupid.
"Hey, none of that gansta shit." Shane had corrected him. Beth smiled, she liked that this stranger had put him in his place, she hated when Jimmy acted like he knew what he was doing when it was clear he had no clue at all. She watched Shane walk around the shooters, watching their form. Hell she was watching HIS form. He had great legs and he walked from his hips. He had shaved his head in the past day and though she didn't love the look, she had thought he was cuter with longer hair, but he still had a great body. She watched him walk over to the blond women. Beth wasn't sure what her name was but she always looked pissed off. Beth couldn't hear what they were talking about but she could see them looking down the range.
Rick and Shane snickered to each other, she was staring at them and somehow no one had noticed her do it, not even Patricia who was observing the whole scene more intently than Beth had been. Beth found herself zoned in on Shane, though he was second in command, sometimes she thought he was the only one in their group that had it all together.
She could feel the sun beating down on her, causing her to sweat as she leaned on the pickup truck. She watched him walk, watched him teach…. She was sure he would be a great teacher. Beth could zone out better than anyone, she could get lost in her thoughts and they were so vivid. That's what had happened at that moment when she thought about all of the things Shane could teach her.
"Com'mer little girl. Get over here, I got something I wanna show ya." She walked across the range not sure where everyone else had gone, they were all gone. All but her and Shane. The sweat dripped down her back as she tried to walk to him, he seemed so far away even though she could clearly hear him. He was watching her, his eyes squinting from the sun, sweat dripping down his cheek. He was watching her like she was prey coming close for the kill. "That's right. Get over here." She was standing next to him now. "You gonna learn how to shoot?" Beth shook her head no. "NO?" She lowered her eyes. "Look at me when I'm talkin' to you." She shifted back to look at him. He was taller than her, imposing. But it was the tone of his voice that gave her the tingles. "I didn't come all the way out here for nothin'. You said you wanted to learn somthin'." She nodded yes. "Well if it ain't shootin' then what did you come out here to learn little girl." Shane's words were harsh but his tone was mischievous. He stepped to her, into her personal space. She should have stepped back but she didn't want to.
Shane whispered in her ear. "I gotta teach ya somethin'." She listened, breathing heavy as she tried to figure out where he was going with this. "Ya know how to kiss, don't ya?" She nodded her head. "Jimmy teach you that?" She looked at him and croaked out a 'no'. "Someone else taught you that?" Jimmy had not been the first or the best boy she had ever kissed. Shane wrapped his big hand around her tiny arm. "Le'me guess, someone already taught you how to 'make love'." He said that part with dripping sarcasm, like he didn't believe in making love. Neither did Beth really. She nodded in affirmation. Jimmy didn't know it but Beth had 'made love' a year before she dated Jimmy. Jimmy thought he had taken her virginity, there was a lot Jimmy didn't know.
"So you know it all?" He watched her as she looked down shaking her head. There was some stuff about sex she still didn't know. He took her hand and smoothed it down his own chest, to his jeans, to his bulging crotch. He was hard. She loved the feel of a hard penis, even wrapped in jeans. He rubbed her hand up and down while he growled in her ear. "Know how to suck one of these?" She blinked. Twice. Then froze. She had given a blow job before. Well sort of. She had used her hands and mouth to suck on Jimmy a few times, but she wasn't any good at it. Most of the time he just brushed past it and moved right to the sex. Shane left her hand on him and took her chin in his grip. "You don't know how to suck this?" He pushed his hips into her hand.
Beth had never been one to miss an opportunity to learn. She knew that if she asked, he would teach her how to give a blow job. She suppressed her smile, simply looked up at him, fluttered her eye lashes and whispered out a reply. "No. Will you teach me?"
Shane's eyes widened, she never changed the way she was using her hand on him, flat palm to his clothed cock. His grin started slow then filled his face. His eyes widened. He spoke concisely. "Ya want me to teach you girl?" Beth answered by slowly dropping to her knees in front of him. He grinned from ear to ear. "Oh I'm gonna teach ya good." It was more under his breath as he cracked his neck and looked down at her.
"Take it out." He sounded just like her freshman math teacher telling the class to take out scrap paper so they could learn to work the math problems long hand. She did as she was told. She unbuckled his belt and worked on the button and zipper. The tip of his dick peeked out as she worked not to catch him in the zipper. Shane helped her by jockeying is jeans down a little, till the material enveloped his nuts and held him in place. "Get a good look darnlin'." He watched as her eyes scanned over him. He was bigger than Jimmy, by both length and width. More vains running along the shaft, this was a man's cock. His tip was not as well defined as Jimmy's and she thought it might be better for blowjobs than for intercourse. The flesh was dry but the tip was beginning to leak. "Touch it girl." Beth wasn't entirely sure that he knew her name, it was always some nickname that he had for her, not that she minded, she just wondered as she wrapped her hand around the shaft if he actually knew her name. He was warm, not hot but firm. She liked it. She always liked the feel of a penis. She looked up at him, she wanted the lesson to begin.
Shane looked down at her doe eyes and scratched at his nose with his thumb. "Too soon to be looking at me, look at my cock." She did. She was determined to be the perfect student. "See that drip," she nodded. "Lick it off." She never moved her hand just her mouth to him and she licked the drop of precum with the tip of her tongue. "Taste it." She did. It caused the corners of her mouth to curl up. "Now lick your lips…. Lick the tip….and wrap those pretty lips just on the tip baby girl." She completed each task as he spoke them and when her lips made contact he groaned a bit. She held her mouth on the tip but her tongue started to work. Licking at him, finding the slit and teasing it a bit. Beth felt his fingers start into her hair. Treading through her hair like her sister did when she was little. "Good girl… now take in… more." She wanted to look up at him, but she didn't think he wanted that yet.
She slid her mouth slowing along the shaft, sucking just a little, getting used to the feel of him. He was big for sure, a mouthful if not more. She knew she wouldn't be able to take him in completely. "Deeper." She used her tongue as she slid deeper and his threaded fingers became gripping hands in her hair. She smiled, she figured he must be enjoying it. "Ya, like that." He groaned when the tip of cock hit the back of her throat. She didn't pull back, she just stopped. Beth brought her hand up to what remained outside her lips and wrapped her hand. Between her hand and her mouth she had him fully covered. He started to help her, he pulled a little at her hair and she started to slide her mouth back toward the tip, her hand chasing her lips. "More spit girl. Ged'it good an' wet." Beth worked more saliva into her mouth and coated his skin that was now harder and hotter than when she began.
Beth used shallow motions with her mouth while she twisted her hand around his shaft. "Look at me." Beth stopped for a moment and shifted her doe eyes up to him. He was looking down at her like she was a meal to be devoured. "Don't stop pretty mouth. Keep suckin'." She did, she watched his face as she went back to her head bobbing motion. "Deeper…." Shane worked her head deeper on to his cock. "I'm gonna push you deep. Okay?" He waited for her reaction. Her eyes got wide. "Not gonna fuck your throat…yet." Her knees were beginning to get sore, the ground was not forgiving, but she didn't care. She wanted to please her teacher. Her eyes showed her enthusiasm and he pushed into her mouth. Till the tip found the back of her warm, wet hole and he moaned. She wondered when the last time it was that he had gotten a blow job. She wondered if she really was any good at it.
Shane's voice was a bit strained, but he was still guiding her lesson. "Now… the other hand… my balls. Fuckin' hold 'em." She obeyed, sliding her hand up his jeans and finding his balls nestled in his underwear. She worked her hand in and began to hold him, he seemed to like this. He pushed deeper into her mouth and triggered her gag reflex. She tried to pull back from him as she made a wretched gagging sound but the hand in her hair kept her in place. Saliva began to drip out of the corners of her mouth.
"That's good." Shane's voice echoed in her ears. "Do it again." She wasn't sure what she should be doing, she waited. "Nice. One more time." His voice was far away and she felt the spit drip out of her mouth.
Beth startled when she felt a hand on her face. "Beth, where are you?" It was Jimmy's voice not Shane's. It was Jimmy's fingers on her skin, wiping the drop of drool that had edged out of her mouth. "You gonna shoot or what? Shane says I'm pretty good. Com'on. I'll show ya." It took Beth a moment to realize that she wasn't on her knees learning some perfect lesson on how to suck a cock. She was at the shooting range and Jimmy was being… well Jimmy. She wiped her mouth. She watched as Shane worked the line of people, stopping with Rick to watch the blond girl. Beth rolled her eyes.