Smiling, he nodded. “Just like that blonde you were watching.” Cheeks
flushed, perspiration beaded on her upper lip. “Open your mouth real
wide. Make a big pink O with your mouth,” he insisted, tilting her
chin upward, cock head over slutty open mouth.
Eyes reflecting anticipation, watching him masturbate over her face, she
held her tongue out further, actually impatient now that she’d tasted
warm semen. “Gawd, Shawn, please don’t make me,” she moaned, acting
reluctant but so desperate for the new experience she was trembling.
“Please. Not in my mouth. I don’t want to have to swallow a whole
bunch of cum.”
“Get in front of the mirror. Quick! Turn sideways so I can see better.
Hurry up,” he gasped, stroking himself rapidly. “Open your mouth
wide. You want it, you little tease. You know you want it. I saw the
look on your face when that blonde was sucking that kid off. I’m going
to give you what you’ve been dreaming about. Swallow all of it, just
like that blonde did. You wanta do what she did. When you taste it,
you’re gunna cream your little panties, Anne Marie. Hold your tongue
out real far and keep masturbating.”
“Please . . . " she begged, loving the sound of her pleas, knowing deep
inside it was driving him even wilder, “please don’t - - - not in my
mouth. Gawd, please don’t make me swallow all your gooey cum.”
“Ask for it . . . " he panted. “You want to.”
Masturbating wildly, she was on the verge of an orgasm. “Oh, my Gawd- -
- let me watch, too,” she panted. Turning so she could see her face as
well as his cock in the mirror, orgasms flooding satin panties, she was
salivating at the thought of a grown man making her swallow her first
big creamy load of semen. “You’re going to make me swallow it?”
In front of big mirror, holding her by auburn tangled curls and holding
it in one hand, Shawn placed the head of his cock on the broad
outstretched pinkness of her cum-chute tongue, and without one more
stroke, reached orgasm.
“You want it, Anne Marie. Swallow this load. You want me to cum in
your mouth.”
“Unggggggggggggggggggggggg . . . " she gasped, mouth wide open, a sudden
massive warm surge of semen spewing into her throat.
Sluicing across the nymph’s spoon-shaped tongue into her pink cum-tunnel
mouth, a load as large as any he’d ever blown was filling her mouth.
In what seemed to be some slow-motion close-up, both watched surge
after surge of cum sloshing across the blushing girl’s fluttering
tongue, wads of opalescent semen, ropes of thick viscous jism streaming
into her waiting mouth, filling it to overflowing.
So aroused by the sensation and sight of white cum actually shooting
into her mouth, Anne Marie was cuming-off in skintight panties like
someone had turned on a warm faucet. The warm semen-flood in her mouth
made her gurgle with pleasure. Moaning with excitement, one hand
jammed in the crotch of her skintight pink panties, masturbating
wildly, cunt juice spraying down slim tan thighs, thick white cum began
pouring over the edge of her plump lower lip.
“Now . . . swallow it,” gasped Shawn, looking down into a mouth
overflowing with a shimmering lake of semen.
Wild green eyes wide, the young girl swallowed.
“Mmmgggguulllllgggggggggg!”
She guzzled warm semen like a calf nursing a cow’s teat, cum bubbling
from nostrils as she took the thick load down, green eyes wide, profuse
ejaculate surging straight down her well-lubricated throat. With no
alternative other than choking, she swallowed the load eagerly.
“Suck it again while I’m cuming off . . . gently . . . " he hissed,
throbbing cock pulsing above still open mouth.
“Ohhhhhh . . . " she slurped, heart beating like a drum, capturing
cock-head between plump pink lips, sucking gently but persistently
until the flow of jism slowed, until there seemed there wasn’t one more
drop. “Oh, my Gawd. What a LOAD of cum. I didn’t know it would taste
so good. I thought it was going to be nasty or something. Mmmmmm! If
I’d known how tasty it was, I would have swallowed it before.”
Licking cum glazed lips, she swallowed repeatedly in an effort to get
all the viscous, tenacious fluid down. The first mouthfuls of cum
she’d ever captured, she’d swallowed it all, its flavor and texture so
erotically tied to her orgasm she was instantly in lust with the act.
“You shoot so much. It’s real sticky, isn’t it?” she glowed, green eyes
twinkling mischievously, licking cum-glossed lips. She was giggling and
looking into his eyes, licking pink lips to catch errant gems escaping
pink pout. Swallowing again, she paused while fingering her little
pussy. “So, did you like it, Mr. Cain? Could you see it going all in
my mouth, too? I could see everything. I can stick my tongue out real
far, can’t I? No wonder all the guys wanted to cum in my mouth.
Mmmmmmmm!”
“I saw it. Now,” he hissed, steeling himself to keep the pending climax
from escaping too fast, “get on your hands and knees. Pull you dress
up in back.”
The sight of her puling her dress up around her narrow waist, the way
she looked back at him as he caressed the slippery strip of satin
between her smooth warm thighs, the daring invitation to use her
smoldering in those green-green eyes, the gloss of semen on her lips as
she licked them, every signal made his lust scream out for
satisfaction, to take the nymph daringly on her hands and knees, to
open her with his excitement, to fill her with a passion she’d never
experienced. When he rolled the satiny panties down around her thighs,
he nearly came again before he could get his still stiff erection
between the small puffy lips. They spread open easily as he pressed
forward, but the thickness of his erection made the nearly hairless
twins turn into a round-lipped hungry mouth that swallowed him to his
balls.
“Oh, Mr. Cain!” she squealed, quivering from head to toe. “You’re
fucking me! You’re fucking me! I never knew it would feel this good!
Oh, my Gawd! Here I cum! Here I cum!”
Wave-like muscular spasms surrounded his cock, a cunt that sucked like a
mouth was coaxing a load from his groin. Pulling back, the oversize
shaft looked like it was turning her pussy inside out.
“Oh, Shawn . . . I wanted this so bad . . . I wanted you to fuck me!
I’ve wanted you to fuck me for weeks! It feels so good . . . I knew it
would. I knew you’d know how to fuck good.”
He stroked her cunt-pout with the engorged erection, crest almost
pulling free from the deliciously slippery sheath every time he pulled
back, then, with an even juicer sound, buried again to his balls. She
mewed like a cat as he stroked her sex, balls slapping clit each time
he drove into the slippery heat, mutual lubrication leaving thick cock
covered with a white frothy glaze.
They both played with her excited clit as they fucked, and when she took
over the finger game, he worked a slippery finger into her tight little
anus all the way to his knuckled. So intoxicated with lust and nearly
spastic with need, his orgasm was sucked from his groin by the
teenager’s unbelievable snapping cunt.
Coupled like welded spoons, they gasped for breath, bodies soaked with
sweat. Grinning like a cat that just ate a canary, the teen looked back
over her sun-tanned shoulder.
“Well?” she smirked, tongue still doing sexy things to those lips that
had just sucked him off. “Is that what you wanted? I guess I wanted
it, too. I’ve wanted to fuck for months but I always held back. I’m
glad, Mr. Cain - - - Shawn. And I’m glad I waited. You did me lots
better than any guys I know could have done. You’re real nice in a
naughty way. I liked it. Are you satisfied, Mr. Cain? I never did it
before but I did what that girl did. Is that why you let me come in?
You came three times! Am I a good cock-sucker?” she giggled, rubbing
herself as his cock slipped out of her cum-oozing cunt. “I am, aren’t
I? I made you cum off three times! And I swallowed it all just like
you wanted me to when you jacked-off in my mouth. You wanted me to do
that since you first saw me, didn’t you? I saw you peeking at me over
the fence. I bet you were jerking-off while watching me, you naughty
man. You were wishing I was sucking your cock. That’s what all the
guys want girls to do. Suck them off.” Giggling, she turned to look
at herself in the mirror and licked up traces of semen still coating
Super-Model lips and chin. “I better not go home with your cum all on
my lips!” she giggled, standing, puling little panties up snugly into
her just-fucked crotch . “My folks would, like, kill me if they new I
just sucked off a grown man and let him fuck me.”
So satisfied he could do little more than breathe, Shawn got to his
feet. “You were wonderful, Anne Marie. You’re a real delight. Did
you like it? Fucking? The taste of cum?”
“Un-huh! You taste real good. That was fun. I love how it tastes.
Now I can’t wait to suck some of the guys off.”
“You’re a good little cock-sucker, Anne Marie, but you still have a lot
to learn,” he smiled, watching her in the mirror, then trying to get
half hard cock back in his pants.
Still watching him, the teenager nervously chewed a plump lower lip. “I
have to be careful so I don’t get caught - - - you know parents, and I
don’t want to get a reputation at school. You know how that is. So,
anyway, you won’t say anything, will you?”
Zipping up, Shawn casually fondled a still swollen nipple through the
short cotton dress. “Come by tomorrow, Anne Marie. Come by any day.
You’ve wanted to fuck and suck cock ever since you saw one shoot cum.
You’ve wanted to suck me off, too. I saw it in your face. You wanted
me to lick your pussy. I don’t know why you haven’t before, but you
wanted to swallow cum, too. That’s why you came in here. It wasn’t to
see my office. You little slut, you! You wanted me to give you a
mouthful of cum.”
Embarrassed by his forwardness, she giggled. “Hmmmm, you’re real sure
of yourself, aren’t you?”
“You loved it, you little tease.” He grinned and turned her around,
spanking cute little ass and rubbing hard flesh, slipping a finger
between nubile thighs to tease the girl’s little cum-wet crotch.
“You’ll be back soon. You want me to do that to you again, too. You
need some good spankings. You have a lot of exciting things to learn,
Anne Marie. I’ll teach you things they don’t teach in college. Come
back and I’ll teach you. You’ll think about fucking and sucking my
cock when you go home. You’ll get hungry for cum. You’ll see. I’m
safe. No teachers; no kids; no wife. Just what you want,” he grinned,
squeezing his cock. “Cum! You’ll be back.”
Leaning closer, and standing on tiptoes, she threw her arms around his
neck, planting a very wet cum-laced kiss on his mouth, long tongue
slipping half way down his throat. Not quitting, the kiss grew even
more passionate as she rubbed firm young body against his. Even though
he’d just experienced what he judged the best climaxes of his life,
Shawn’s cock jerked up like some teenage youth. That hadn’t happened
since he was twenty and he felt flames of sexual excitement demanding
more. Not sure if he was up to it, still he was reluctant to push her
away. The kiss more than a kiss, the young girl sucked tongue with
such fervor, that had it been cock, he would have instantly cum again
in her mouth. That image made him shake with desire, picturing his
second orgasm shooting into the adorable young girl’s succulent mouth.
Standing, he lifted her up to his, tongue against battling tongue.
Mewing against his, she licked and sucked lips like she was starved,
grinding crotch against upper thigh, breathing warm cum-scented breath
into his lungs like some exotic elixir. Fingers finding manhood
growing larger from sexual attentions, she squeezed hardening flesh so
knowingly he would have sworn she’d been doing it for years.
“Am I a naughty girl, Mr. Cain? Am I really a slut? Are you going to
spank me for being so naughty?”
Shawn wanted to have sex with her again so badly he was nearly insane,
mumbling against pillow-soft lips, feeling her aggressive tongue
caressing his. Holding her hair with one hand, he spanked her tight
little ass with the other, swat after swat as she played with cock,
standing on tiptoes, squirming against him while he paddled her hard
little ass.
“Oooooou! That hurts too good. I want you to fuck me,” she moaned,
rubbing his erection, the warmth of her hand making him even harder.
“And you’re right, you naughty man. Maybe I’m naughty, but so are you.
Sure, I though about it. I saw you behind this fence. I knew you
were masturbating and watching me. I wanted to watch you do it; to see
you shoot cum.”
Turning, she looked at the fence where he stood to jack off. There,
thick as white glue, wads of cum had dried at cock-level before getting
a chance to dribble to the ground. Grinning, she ran fingers over the
thick build-up of dried semen, then raised them to her nose for a
sniff.
“I knew it,” she giggled. “You were shooting off like crazy while
watching me! Look at all the cum on the fence.” Pleased with herself,
she looked up into his eyes and sucked her fingers. “You’re as bad as
all those guys. They jerk off in their pants while trying to look up
under our skirts.” Licking plump lips, she fondled his cock through
his pants. “You’re right, Mr. Cain. I wanted to learn how. My
girlfriend does it, an’ she thinks I’m so weird because I didn’t, and,
well, I didn’t want guys talking about me like they talk about other
girls. They call them sluts and cock-suckers.” Looking up deep into
his eyes, a smile teased her lips. “I was telling the truth. I’m not
interested in romance and getting serious yet. I wanted to play, and
just have fun. You were so easy. You can spank me anytime, Shawn. I
liked it. It’s true. I wanted to fuck and I wanted to give you head.
I knew you’d make me swallow cum. Make me be a little slut and suck
you off. I’d like that. Make me let you fuck me again.”
“Right now?” he asked eagerly, cock hard as stone.
“No, silly!” she giggled, letting go, pirouetting cutely, dress above
slim waist, skintight pink panties stretched snugly over rock-hard
buns. “Tomorrow.”
“Come on. Just once more?”
“Shawn - - - I like you. You’re a nice man. I’m glad I waited to do
this. For whatever it’s worth, I’m glad you made me. And I do want it
again . . . "
“Now?”
“Tomorrow!” she giggled, pulling her dress back down, skipping away as
he followed her through the gate.
“Tease,” he called after her. “You’re a tease.”
“Tomorrow!” she waved, laughing, a sound like music.
He could hear her laughing a block away.
Second installment…
This August day was as hot as the one preceding it. Classes had passed
agonizingly slow. Campus gossip and personal problems seemed stupidly
immature after what Anne Marie Summer had experienced the day before.
Twice she’d come close to telling a girlfriend about the torrid
encounter with Shawn Cain, but thinking better of it, decided to keep
it a secret. Showering and scrubbing squeaky clean after running home
from school, she’d hurriedly dressed. It wasn’t just the weather that
made her chose one of her favorite skimpy costumes for the after-school
route. To show-off her young succulent figure, to tease and arouse her
virile neighbor even more, the girl picked the shortest, tightest white
miniskirt in her closet, and a hot-pink cotton tank-top.
Fifteen minutes later, to her disappointment, Shawn wasn’t waiting in
front of his home when she passed on the other side of the street,
making her question expectations for an exciting adventure in wild
after-school sex. She even stopped and stood for a few minutes looking
across the street at his fence, hoping he’d appear and see her.
Maybe he was only teasing, she thought. Maybe he’s worried I might tell
an’ get him into trouble for fooling around with a teenager. Maybe
he’s had second-thoughts.
Still, she was unable to bring herself to believe he hadn’t enjoyed what
they’d done. She knew she’d never forget the pleasure-filled
expression on his face as he watched his semen flooding her mouth, his
lust, his absolutely wanton pleasure while watching those big wads of
cum shooting onto her wide pink tongue.
Mmmmmmm, she mused, feeling her panties getting wet just from thinking
about swallowing that first huge warm load. That sure was a turn-on.
I don’t know why I waited so long to have sex. Watching myself in that
mirror while he was fucking me sure made me hot, too. Hmmmmmmm, I
wonder if he has a girlfriend. Maybe she’s better at giving head than
me. Maybe I didn’t do it as good as she can. Maybe that’s what he
meant when he said I had a lot to learn. God, I hope he’s not over
there with someone else right now.
Sighing in resignation she completed the block, turned the corner,
finished the next block and returned down his side of the street.
Today, dragging her toes, the sexy little playmate wasn’t skipping.
She got a surprise while hanging handbills at his neighbor’s home. An
adorable young housewife came to the door and gave her such a wanton
look, Anne felt nearly naked. Instantly aroused, she pictured herself
in a situation similar to the one in Shawn’s video, Shawn looking-on as
the pretty woman went down on her and licked her juicy little pussy.
Snapping out of the momentary trance, she shuddered involuntarily. The
way the woman was looking at her nipples made Anne Marie almost cover
them. When the tiny platinum-blonde declined the flyers, thanked Anne
and went back inside, Anne Marie turned and walked away, but still
strangely aroused by the unexpected encounter.
Disappointed and embarrassed by her too-eager ego, Anne Marie started to
hang the usual pizza ads on Shawn’s gate, only to find it unlocked.
Heart beating faster, she opened it further. The Macaws made loud
noises but no one came to the door. Once inside the gate she again
examined the thick gelatin-like coating on the fence, wondering how
many times he’d jerked off while watching her, imagining him
masturbating surreptitiously, strong hands stroking that swollen-veined
shaft, pearl-like cum hosing the wall as he made himself orgasm.
Running fingers over the glossy build-up again, she raised them to her
nose and sniffed. Cum! Even the scent of dry semen made her quiver
deliciously, and she almost got down on her knees to lick the fence.
That thought made the slick crotch of her panties more than a bit
slippery.
Sighing again, she crossed the walkway and tried peeking into his office
window through thick foliage, moving jungle-large leaves away from
glass pane, shading green eyes from bright afternoon sun. Had anyone
been watching, they would have laughed at her expression as she jumped
back, face red as a ripe tomato. A grinning Shawn Cain was standing on
the other side of the glass, an erection even larger than she’d
remembered protruding from his open fly. If they’d been getting damp,
Anne Marie’s little panties were wet in seconds, a response she had
little control over. Juicy surges of vaginal lubricant instantly
saturated that glossy skimpy satin and began running down the inside of
adolescent thighs.
“What are you waiting for?” he asked, glancing at his wrist-watch.
“You’re five minutes late.”
Face burning, afraid he could read her mind, Anne Marie stood there
looking at him, heart pounding so hard she felt dizzy. Nervously,
another act she couldn’t control, her tongue parted pretty lips,
wetting the plump invitation to oral pleasures with a coating of glossy
saliva while, in the secrecy of tightly stretched teeny white spandex
panties, her vagina pleasantly pulsed.
God, Shawn, you scared me!" she blushed, tasting perspiration from upper
lip. “I thought maybe you weren’t home, that maybe you forgot or went
to see one of your girlfriends. Did you know I’d come by?”
“You’re a girl,” he laughed. “Go shut the gate and come on in. You get
an hour today.”
Responding like she did to most adult authority, Anne Marie hurried to
the gate, quickly pulled it closed, then hurried to the front door.
Finding it open, she entered and went directly to his office. He was
sitting in the comfortable chair she’d sat in the day before, almost
directly facing the big mirror, and what protruded from his open fly
was immediately the center of the darling young thing’s rapt attention.
“Oh, Mr. Cain! I’m so hot. You knew I’d be, didn’t you? Let me suck
you again. I thought about swallowing nice warm cum all night long.
I’ll suck you right now if you’ll let me.”
“Not yet - - - I want to get a good look at you again. Not bad,” he
grinned, looking her up and down, eyes caressing each inch of
deliciously packaged young body.
Although she wasn’t tall, Anne Marie’s miniskirt was so short it made
her legs look much longer, legs that got every boy’s attention. The
hard tight curve of her ass, the narrow waist, firm tummy, every
element of the nymph’s figure screamed ‘I’m everyone’s horny fantasy!’
“Turn around. Show off for me,” grinned Shawn. “Pull your skirt up so
I can see your panties. You have the sweetest little ass and crotch.”
“Really?” She was blushing madly. Pirouetting cutely, eyes flirting,
tight white Lycra Spandex miniskirt so short, and pink tank top so
tight, she looked like some girl trying out for a NFL Cheerleader spot.
White tennis with traditional white ankle socks gave her sexy turns
just the right bounce, nubile titties and long nipples enticingly
stretching body-hugging silky elasticized fabric. “Like, I’m so
nervous. An’ so hot. Make me be nasty, Shawn. I like being
subservient. Wanta make me get down on my hands and knees so you can
fuck me again? Please? Or make me suck you off. You got me all
flustered.” Taking a deep breath she tried controlling run-away
emotions but the sight of his erection was too much to ignore. “God, I
thought it was just your neighbor, but you must like the way I look,
too,” she giggled apprehensively, staring directly at his long thick
cock.
“My neighbor?” he frowned.
“The woman - - - two doors down,” blushed Anne Marie. “She looked at me
just like you are when I tried to give her some flyers.”
“Who could blame her,” smiled Shawn. “Show me your nipples. Pull up
that top. Your tits are incredible.”
Pulling it up, Anne Marie proudly displayed teenage charms, nipples so
long and hard they almost looked fake. “Really, you like them?” she
giggled, twisting coyly, tweaking rosy treats with fingertips. “Gee,
they sure get long when I get cold or nervous.” She giggled again,
hoping he’d suck them.
“You must be very nervous. It’s a warm day. You have to have the
longest nipples I’ve ever seen,” he grinned, aroused to the point of
stroking himself, appraising the girl’s slim legs. “Pull your skirt
up. What are you wearing under it? Don’t be modest, Anne Marie. Show
me.”
“My panties,” she giggled, blushing, embarrassed, thinking he’d read her
mind. “Let me do that to you - - - don’t you make yourself cum.
Okay?”
She had to tug to pull the tight elasticized miniskirt up, wiggling hips
coyly, copying a move she’d seen some stripper do on TV. Teeny white
Lycra Spandex satin panties, so tight they looked like second skin,
barely covered a very inviting nearly hairless crotch. Watching his
eyes, the precocious nymph knew at once he liked what he saw.
“Spread your legs. Spread wider,” smiled Shawn.
Wishing she was standing close enough to feel her up, he wanted to touch
the warm smoothness of satin between those young sexy tan legs, wanted
to taste that cunt-gush again that was covering the insides of her
thighs. Stroking standing cock, pulsing impatiently with each beat of
his heart, a large clear pre-cum gem suddenly welled up, poised on the
ruddy tip like a pearl.
“Come over here and sit.”
Without pulling the miniskirt down, Anne Marie hurried over and sat next
to him on the arm of the overstuffed chair, so close he could smell her
warm pussy.
“No,” smirked Shawn, “not on the chair. On this,” he laughed,
indicating the long swollen erection.
If her face had been red, it suddenly turned crimson. Blushing
profusely, she stared down at his hard-on, palm moving to cover
satin-covered wide gap between luscious legs, two fingers pressed into
deep panty-cleft now juicy wet and slippery, crotch tingling with
un-maidenly excitement.
“Sit on it?” she asked, plump lower lip between pearly white teeth.
“Like, how?”
“Pull the crotch of your panties out of the way and sit on my lap,” said
Shawn, “but first put this on.” He handed her an ultra-thin
non-spermicidal condom and chuckled as the young girl struggled to roll
it over the weeping crest of that awesome erection. “Ever do this
before?”
“Un-unh,” she blushed, lower lip between teeth as she finally got the
rubber rolled all the way down to his groin. “I told you I was on the
pill. You don’t need one to keep me from getting pregnant. Do they
ever break?”
“None of mine ever have.”
Holding her by one arm, he turned her so she’d sit with her back to him
as she stretched the tight white elasticized satin away from a plump
little pubescent pussy.
“You’re going to enjoy sitting on this. I’m going to give your sweet
little pussy another fuck.”
Lowering her slowly, he watched their images over her shoulder in the
big mirror, eyes on that absolutely perfect young slit. Holding his
cock firmly so as she sat, the ruddy latex-sheathed head spread her
pretty twins, tiny plump petals opening around the cock-head like a
hungry pink mouth. But now the cunt-sheath was so tight she balanced
precariously on the tip like some beautiful butterfly impaled on a pin.
“Oooooooou, my God! You’re going to fuck me again?” she moaned, looking
over her shoulder into his deep blue eyes, hers glowing with
excitement. “I really want you to, but you’re so BIG, Shawn. It won’t
go in me easy until I get more relaxed or get more orgasms. You’re way
big. See - - - I’m too tight. Really, it won’t fit inside me yet,”
she whimpered.
Playing with her elongated nipples, Shawn’s lips found hers, and they
kissed like lovers as she wiggled her ass, tongues exploring mouths,
sucking lips and twining tongues, breaths quickening, nibbles and bites
making the girl moan with excitement.
“Oh, God, Shawn - - - you’re making me so hot! You’re so big - - - it
won’t go in,” but at the same moment, she felt the penetration
beginning, the first inch of the first hard manhood she’d had, slipping
into her warm juicy teenage cunt.
“Start masturbating,” urged Shawn, watching his cock spreading plump
pussy lips. “Finger-fuck yourself. Make yourself cum. It’ll go in
easier if you’re masturbating."
A rhythmic autonomic muscular response to the almost too-large intruder,
the vaginal mouth began slowly and erotically swallowing him to the
hilt as the little sweetheart rapidly massaged her clit with dancing
fingers.
“Ooooooooou!” she squealed. Wiggling wildly, she watched herself in the
mirror, feet barely touching the floor as the pulsing shaft invaded no
longer virgin territory. “I’m cuming, Shawn! Ooooooooou! Oooooooou!
Ooooooooou!”
Squeezing cock like a velvet glove, all nine inches were getting sucked
into the warmest, smoothest, tightest cunt Shawn had ever fucked, a
sheath so tight he almost shot his wad going in, cunt so deep he
couldn’t hit bottom. The scent of teenage cunt, the sweet fresh aroma
of pubescent pussy and freshly shampooed hair, her absolutely
unblemished skin, the whole picture made him quiver with lust. When
she tried to stand it almost turned her little pussy inside out, the
thick shaft nearly popping free before he grabbed her ponytail at the
very last second, impaling her on the throbbing erection with one
strong tug. Using both hands, he captured long rosy nipples between
thumbs and forefingers, rolling cherry-buds in tempo with undulating
hips, engorged cock stroking the young girl’s cunt-sheath with long
deep strokes as she masturbated furiously.
The exciting penetration so completely overpowering, her orgasms
lathered his cock with succulent girl-gush. Her breathing was coming
so fast, all she could do was pant.
“Oooooooooou! Oooooooou! Oooooooou! Can you see it? Look! You’re
all the way in me!” she squealed, feet planted flat on the floor, warm
thighs straddling his, wiggling like a nasty table-top dancer, slim
hips bucking like a young mare as she ground her baby-crotch against
his, bouncing up and down on the rigid pulsing shaft. “Oooooooooou! I
just keep cuming! Oh, my God! Oooooooou! Fuck me! Fuck me! FUCK
me! Make it go in me deeper! Make me squirt, Shawn! Made me squirt!”
It had been over ten years since he’d fucked such a wild young thing and
Shawn, sweating profusely, was pleased past his wildest dreams. The
vision of her hard little buns, the perfect curve of ass-cheeks, tiny
white panties pulled to one side, pink inner pussy-lips sucking his
cock, the forbiddingly-erotic picture she made sitting on his shaft
made cum boil in his big balls. Wetting his middle finger with saliva,
he ticked her perfect little asshole, watching it pulse and pucker as
he teased the tight sphincter. Focusing on light golden fuzz
surrounding the pale pink bum, he made her accept the first joint of
his digit. One aggressive wiggle sent his finger in up to the knuckle,
a sensation so powerful, Anne Marie nearly fainted!
“Oh, my God!” she gasped, eyes fluttering wildly. “What are you doing?”
Worming it in and out, then back in deeper, he finger-fucked her virgin
ass in rhythm with his cock, loosening her up, stretching her tight
little crotch, aroused to such heights of lust he had to fight down the
demanding reflex to blow his impatient load. Vaginal lubrication oozed
around broad erection as the young girl danced wildly up and down on
his hard cock, compact titties barely jiggling, firm buns bouncing