Tootsie's wasn't open yet; too early in the morning. Sue Belle Jamison turned slowly and strolled on down Broadway, past the Pink Pussy Massage Parlor, almost colliding with a balding, middle-ager who hurried out the doorway looking guilty. Sue Belle stared at him briefly, wondering if she should follow him and see if he would spring for a room, but he was gone and away before she made up her mind. Finally, with some resignation, she turned and jaywalked across the street to Deeman's.
Too early for the tourists, even, but they would be here. In their walking shorts and brightly colored sport shirts, carrying their camera cases around their necks, the cameras resting on their pot bellies; the men would be sounding off to their equally tourist wives, gawking at the souvenir shops, the record stores and the Alamo-home of fine Western-type clothing.
Sue Belle glanced at the clock over the Easy Loan Pawn Shop doorway. Ten and already Nashville was sweltering in a midsummer heat wave. She pulled a dirty handkerchief from her battered leather purse and dabbed at the sweat rolling down the side of her tanned face. As soon as she wiped it clear another bead swelled up and rolled downward, shining and glistening in the sun.
It was cooler than this in Atlanta. Maybe she should have stayed there a while longer, at least until fall; and the waitress job was a fairly decent one, but what the hell. If she was going to make it big in Nashville she had to get her feet wet.
A fat, dirty-looking delivery man walked out of Deeman's, wiping the foam from his full lips. He belched, nodded to Sue Belle and hurried on up to his delivery truck parked in front of old Ernest Tubbs's Record Shop. Sue Belle watched him until he started the dingy truck and pulled slowly onto the half deserted street.
She was trying to make up her mind whether or not it was too early to make a pickup. She had to eat and eat soon or she just knew she would fall flat on her face. She had decided last night, after sitting all night in that twenty-four-hour cafe near the Greyhound Bus Station that she had to get somebody to shack with. After making all the rounds of the recording studios and booking agents she had tried the restaurants for anything from waitress to dishwasher, but there already were too many others in the same fix ahead of her.
So, she reached her decision. Even though she had grown up around the honky tonks and red necks in that small Georgia town where she had been half-raised, she was still a virgin. She had fought for it many times in the past six years, but she did still have it. When she realized that she wasn't going anyplace she had packed her belongings and thumbed to Atlanta. From there to Nashville, and ...
Counting her change, even though she knew she had exactly seventy-three cents to her name, she decided to enter the bar. At fourteen, Sue Belle looked much older. There was a look of wisdom and understanding in her eyes that would have fit a woman twice her age. She had learned much of sex from her mother, a beer bar waitress who took customers into a back room and fucked them for a five-dollar bill. Even at eight she was wise in the way of men. One of her mother's "overnight" guests had sneaked to her bed after her mother had passed out. When he found out that Sue was just too small to enter, Sue had obliged him by playing with his cock until he shot his semen all over her tiny body. There had been many other occasions, too. Sue was wise enough even then, not to put up a fight, but always, she managed to keep them from penetrating her vagina. She had even sucked an overzealous guy's cock. But she had remained a virgin.
She had never been close to her mother, but the older woman had told Sue that her Daddy was a country music singer and that he was working out of Nashville. He had called himself Curly -Bill, but after checking for many months, Sue decided that he was either dead or had changed his name. She didn't have a picture of him, but her mother had described him enough. Usually when she did talk about him, she was so drunk that sometimes her faded past was more dreamlike than real, and Sue didn't know where or at what point fact gave way to fiction. She did know she had inherited her father's talent for singing, and she did know that she was in love with the image of the dream-man her mother had pictured for her so many times. It would be a man like her daddy who would get to pop her cherry. She had said this over and over to herself for the past few years, but now, broke, hungry, and without a bed, she knew she couldn't hold out. She would have to give in so she could continue to live.
She stepped inside Deeman's doorway. Standing for a moment to let her eyes adjust to the dimness, Sue Belle was aware of the only other two customers inside. One was probably a cook, by the looks of his white pants and shirt, who was having a cold beer before going to work, but he could have been a painter, Sue realized. She couldn't decide which. She liked to look at people and imagine what they did or who they were. Back in Atlanta she could sit by the hour in a busy shopping center and study people. Maybe, too, down deep, she just hoped she might find her daddy.
She pushed the painter or cook, whatever, out of her mind and studied the other customer. He was a country music picker.
Even though she had been in Nashville only two weeks, she could already spot pickers. This one was young, older than she, but young, maybe twenty-two or three. He would be wearing, in addition to the black felt cowboy hat, faded jeans and an equally faded print, long-sleeve shirt. Sue Belle couldn't make it out in the dimness, but she knew she was right in her appraisal.
"What're you having?" The bartender, a tall dark-haired gambler-type with a thin mustache, stood waiting for Sue to order.
"Coke." She had wondered which had more food value, a coke or a milk. She couldn't stand milk and maybe the coke would give her more strength. At least she hoped so.
She eased her lithe young body up on the stool and counted out a quarter from the loose change. Before the bartender could reach for it, the picker called out from down the bar, "I got it, mac."
Sue Belle raised the coke in a mock salute. The picker moved from his end of the bar and swaggered to the stool alongside Sue Belle's. "Mind if I join you?" He didn't wait for an answer. "I sure to hell hate drinking alone, and who'd a thought such a pretty little ol' gal would pop in on me this early in the morning." His voice was deep backwood North Carolina or maybe Eastern Tennessee.
Sue Belle watched him.
"Man, honey, this beer sure do go down fine. I just got in early from a gig in Bowling Green, and I aim to get rip roaring drunk today. Watch out Nashville!" He grinned an infectious grin and Sue Belle felt it getting to her as she watched the picker's reflection in the mirror behind the bar.
Now she turned to him, "Do you pick?"
"Hell yes, honey. Doesn't everybody. I pick a mean guitar and once in a while Bonnie lets me sing one."
"Bonnie?"
"Yeah, Bonnie Dale. I work with her group."
"Bonnie Dale!" Sue Belle's heart skipped a beat. "I know most of her songs by heart. Oh!" She was suddenly so excited she thought she was going to fall from the stool. Righting herself, she continued. "She's so sweet and that voice of hers ... oh my!"
"Hey, honey, don't you believe it. Bonnie Dale's the hardest woman or person for that matter that I've ever worked for. She's about as sweet as an old diamond-back rattler, and that's putting it mildly."
"Why, why I simply couldn't believe that."
"Believe what you want, honey, but it's the truth, so help me."
Sue Belle shook her head, "I swear it's hard to believe. Why do you stay with her if she's so hard?"
"The pay is good, and as I said, she lets me sing one once in a while. Hell, I'll make a name for myself and go out on my own one of these days."
"What's your name?" Sue Belle asked, still appearing to be dazed by what the picker had said.
"Oh, excuse the dickens outta me. I'm Bill. Most folks call me Billy. Billy Earle."
"Why, my goodness," Sue Belle exclaimed, "I remember hearing you sing. Didn't you sing last month on the Grand Old Opry?"
"Yep, Bonnie let me do a solo."
"Wasn't that nice of her."
"Well, I reckon. But, the truth is she stole one of my songs and recorded it as her own, and she made a deal with me, when I found out, that if I let her have the song, she'd give me a solo on the Opry. Simple as that."
They talked a while longer, then Billy suggested they go to his motel so he could clean up a bit before taking her out on the town. "Hell, honey; I've been drinking all night. Gotta refresh myself."
Sue Belle rolled her eyes at him and replied, "Is that all you have in mind?"
"Well now, I could be coerced into something else, if you know what I mean."
Sue Belle giggled. Why not? Why the hell not? She had to eat, didn't she? She had to have a place to sleep so what the shit, she admitted, she would pay for it with the only thing she had left to pay with, BUT, she wished Billy was older. As old as her father at least!
Out on the sidewalk, the heat that had welled from down Mississippi way smothered them. Billy pushed his black Stetson to the back of his head. "She-it! Ain't it a doozer out here." He motioned with his head, "Around the corner. My caddie's got air."
Once inside the 1972 Cadillac, Billy turned the air to high before pulling away from the curb. When the temperature inside the car was comfortable, he squealed around the corner onto Broadway and headed west.
When they passed Eighth there was more traffic, but as drunk as he appeared, Billy guided the big car through the maze of slow-moving vehicles. "Damned tourists. Opryland oughta have a good business today."
When they crossed the Interstate overpass, Billy wheeled the big caddie to the left, and then onto the ramp of the interstate. He drove to Murfreesboro Road, then turned off and pulled into the Southern Breeze Motel.
"What you looking for, Sue Belle?" Billy asked when they were inside the room.
"You mean in the future, or right now?"
"Both, I reckon," he said, pouring himself a water glass of whiskey from a bottle he had on the dresser. He downed half the glass in one larger swallow, then he sat it down and said, "I'm gonna take a shower. I feel like I been sleeping in a manure pile. And, I probably smell like it, too." He turned towards the shower, but said over his shoulder, "We'll talk some more later."
"Can I take one, too?" The thought of a nice hot shower appealed to Sue Belle. She had never felt so dirty in her life.
"Hell yes. Come on in with me."
"I'll wait," she said. Her voice had a nervous tone in it.
Billy merely shrugged and started undressing. "I wasn't gonna rape you in the shower anyway."
Sue Belle leaned back in the softness of the chair and studied him. Billy was not tall, but he still towered over her a good foot. Although he did have a muscular frame, there was a certain amount of flab around his midsection. When he slipped out of his jockey shorts and stood with his back to her, Sue Belle caught a glimpse of his nude body in the mirror of the dresser. In the mass of pubic hair that covered his pelvic area, his male organ looked about as big as a thimble. She almost giggled. He'd certainly have a helluva time screwing her with that tiny thing. Heck, it wouldn't even pop her hymen, she decided. He'd probably have to use his finger first to clear the way.
He didn't even have enough to jack off with.
This thought really got to Sue Belle, and she had to work at it to suppress the laugh that wanted to well up from deep inside her. He sure couldn't hurt her none, though. And, if she did play her cards right, she'd have free room and board for a while.
When Billy walked on into the bathroom she had made up her mind that she wouldn't say a word about the size of his organ. She'd act as if it really pleased her. After all, he had promised to take her out on the town afterwards and she decided that would certainly include a meal. A meal! God, she was hungry.
When she heard the shower running, Sue Belle quickly stripped herself. She let the jeans and underclothes fall into a pile. With her bare feet she kicked them over into a corner. She certainly couldn't put those back on once she had showered. She walked to the closet and opened it. Finding a robe, she slipped it on, and then glanced at the other clothes; maybe she could get into a pair of his jeans.
Turning, she switched on the television to see if she could find a country music show, but it was too early, Disgusted, she flipped it off and turned a small radio on. She switched the dial until she got the station she wanted. By coincidence Bonnie Dale was singing her latest hit, "Dark Moon Love," God! The thought just occurred to her. Maybe Billy would introduce her to Bonnie. Wouldn't that be something! And, what if Bonnie asked her to sing. Wow!
Even though the shower was still running, Billy strode out of the bathroom, a cloud of steam following. He had a huge bath towel wrapped around him. "The water's the right temperature. Go on in. It'll make a new woman outta you."
"I want to hear the rest of 'Dark Moon Love'."
"Hell, honey, that's the one I was telling you about-the one I wrote."
"You didn't tell me it was that song you traded."
"What was the use?"
"Was it worth it? You could've made a fortune. I bet she's raking it in."
"A fortune, my ass. Who the hell am I? It's Bonnie Dale who's selling that song, not me. I gotta have more exposure. She-it! If I'd found anyone nutty enough to record me on that one it wouldn't sold enough to pay for the label. Man! You gotta realize that country music is like any other field. It's what's behind a song that counts. Now, once I get me some more exposure, then I'll take a stab. But, till then, I'm just satisfied with letting old Bonnie Iron Ass make the killing. At least I know my writing is good enough as long as she lets me do the solo now and then on her show." He stopped talking, looking at her as if trying to make her understand. "I'll make it big! Christ yes! But when the time is right. And it just ain't right yet,"
Sue Belle shook her head and walked into the bathroom. Over her shoulder she called out, "You're downright crazy, you know."
The water almost made her forget her hunger. She stayed under it for as long as she dared, then, toweling herself briskly, she decided to walk right on into the room nude. If he intended to get his cookies off then she might as well get it over with. "Goodbye, cherry," she whispered softly as she strode into the room.
Billy sat at the desk looking at something out the window. He didn't pay any attention to her as she walked on across the room and lay down on the bed. Sue Belle stretched out and spread her thin legs. Billy turned finally and let out a long, low whistle. "I ain't seen nothing like you in a long, long time, gal. You're about as small as my kid sister, but yet you're pure woman and that's a fact." He stood. She realized for the first time that he had slipped into a clean pair of jockey shorts. Bending down over her, he kissed her firm breast.
"Oh, my," Sue Belle said.
In reply, Billy lightly bit at her tit. She shuddered. It did feel good. Damned if it didn't. Maybe she had been missing something all along, but down deep she knew she'd have felt more secure if it had been an older man kissing her bear nipple. She needed to be taken care of, and she was afraid that maybe all Billy wanted was a tumble in the hay before he threw her out on her ass.
Billy licked his lips, and put his wet and pliant mouth down over her tit, rapidly flicking at her boob with his tongue.
Sue whimpered, like a tiny puppy.
Billy was alternating between her tits. He licked one and then the other. He extended his tongue and licked the fleshy mounds of her breasts, the space between her tits, and then on around her slim neck and into the hollows of her shoulders. As his warm, wet lips began a gentle nibbling along her flesh, goose bumps raced over her, rising up and receding as he passed, only to rise up again in a new location.
She quivered uncontrollably from the sudden unexpected sensation and then dropped her hands to her sides as if she had surrendered completely-totally. And she had! "Ohhhhh," she sighed.
She heard him groan in return as she raised a hand and pressed it against his bare shoulder.
"I'm going to suck you until you can't walk straight, little honey," he gasped hoarsely between panting breaths. "Shit, you've got one incredible body."
Sue Belle smiled to herself through the sensations of desire building deep in her belly. "Yes, yesssss," she hissed, "I want you to. Suck me good, please. It really feels so nice."
Billy's hot moist mouth fastened tightly to an excitedly erected nipple and began a gentle soft sucking pressure against it.
His calloused hands coursed lightly at the same time over the soft firmness of her belly and thighs. His mouth played for a long moment around the throbbing firm tits, moving from one to the other, his hot tongue trailing wetly, teasingly, down through the narrow fleshy valley between them as he alternated his attention to each.
"Mmmmmmmmmm," Sue coaxed.
And then, his mouth slid down over her now hotly quivering belly, his shoulder sliding from her hand as his body moved away. He ground his tongue for a moment into her navel, bringing small moans and gasps of pleasure from her open mouth.
"Oh, Billy. It feels so good."
"I like it, oh, I like it so," Sue Belle murmured at the wonderful feeling moving into her stomach.
He moved lower, maddening patterns of indecent sensation trailing after his gently nibbling teeth. She felt her thighs being pressed gently open, and she made no resistance as he haunched down between them.
She sucked in her breath with a gasp as she felt his fingers spreading the soft hair-covered lips of her virgin cunt, and the lightness of the air touched her there, causing additional waves of pleasure.
His tongue flicked forward, the tip teasing moistly against the tiny bud of her clitoris, causing it to throb into a shocked, eagerly quivering hardness.
"So good, sooooooo gooood," she cooed.
He lowered his fingers and spread the opening of her cunt wide apart and then suddenly, dropping his tongue from her clitoris, he thrust it as far as he could into the pink, moist flesh of her open pussy mouth.
"God!" Sue Belle jerked spasmodically from the sudden wet searing contact and, reaching down, she tangled her fingers into his hair and pulled his face roughly into her aching, hot loins.
His tongue circled around maddeningly inside her, the tip flicking teasingly against the wet sensitive walls of her pussy lips like the warning tongue of a vicious snake about to strike.
He made snorting sounds as he buried his face.
"Mmmmxnm," a deep-throated sigh of pure pleasure escaped from deep in her constricting throat. "It's good, darling. Do it more, Billy. Lick it more!" She cried loudly, in wonderment at the feelings that were speeding through her unused, but lusting body. Never once had she imagined it would feel this good.
She chanted the words now without thought, her tits heaving against her chest. Her long legs splayed out wide, and she jackknifed her knees up hard against her swaying tits to open her cunt wide, as wide as she could, to offer the man the entire fleshy pink expanse of it.
Billy spread the smooth upturned crevice of her buttocks wide apart with the palms of his hands, stretching them cruelly as he heard her begging for more and dropping his tongue to the small, tightly puckered anus, thrust the tip of his tongue enter just a little. She fairly shrieked her joy now as he teased it wetly against the sensitive tightness of her rectal lips.
"Oh, Billy, Billy. It's so fucking good! So fucking good!"
He moistened the tip of his middle finger in her cunt crevice and pressed it against the tight little hole, his mouth returning to her clitoris, and as he nibbled against it he thrust forward with his finger, sinking it to the knuckle in her asshole. A groan burst from her lips and then he sank the upraised digit a knuckle further.
She lay still, holding her breath with her mouth wide open, her lips drawn back tight over her teeth and her tits quivering sensuously on her chest. After an eternity, she began to breathe again. Billy began to lick and suck in earnest now, twisting his finger around and around in her rectum, stretching it wider with each brutal circle until the pain in her rear passage merged with the powerful pleasure-pain coursing through her pussy, and she began thrusting her white rounded buttocks back up on his finger, skewering it into herself in rhythm with the lashing of his tongue.
"Oh, Billy," she moaned.
He mumbled something, but Sue was unable to make out what he was saying. She just continued to moan loudly, squirm violently, as both his tongue and finger invaded her.
He slid his free hand up under her upraised buttocks and pressed them right up against his face, locking her to him in a lascivious wet connection of tongue and pussy. The soft, curly hair grazed tantalizingly against his cheeks.
A strange masochistic wildness had somehow taken control of her lithe body as she lay impaled between his tongue and finger, and she ground her ass in wild abandoned ecstasy hard up against the maddening probings of her steaming loins.
Nothing mattered now but the agony of the lovely swirling sensations rippling over every inch of her naked flesh. She had even forgotten the hunger pains that had gnawed at the pit of her stomach for so long. There was nothing else in the world but the feeling she was experiencing, and she writhed and twisted beneath his impalement, gasping and screaming all the lewd words that came into her tortured and anguished mind. It was as if there were no other feelings or sensation outside those this man was giving her.
"Yes, Billy. Suck me! Lick my pussy! Earn your fingers harder into me! Oh harder! Yes I Harder! It's so good, so good!"
Billy Earle worked like an avenging devil below, hearing her cries as she approached a quick climax. She was really something. Scratch the surface and, wow, a screaming she-goddess of passion. She was a hot enough little bitch, all right, he decided, through the blind ecstasy of bringing a tender young sexpot like this to orgasm, playing her like he'd play his own guitar.
He flicked his tongue faster and ground his finger with greater severity in and out of her ever expanding hot hole of an ass.
Her body worked beneath him, her thighs spasmodically opening and closing on the sides of his head. He could feel their warm resilience press tightly against his ears as she would jerk involuntarily from an extra-deep flick of his tongue in her steaming cunt.
"Oh, God, Billy. Lordy, it's so good. I'd never have thought it could be so wonderful."
He mumbled something else in agreement, but again, Sue could not understand his words.
Billy felt her belly begin to rise and fall more quickly, her head flailing out of control from side to side on the mattress, her long hair, undone now from the shower, tossing about the bed like a whip. He thrust his tongue deeper. Her thighs pressed tighter into the sides of his head, holding him, tightening and softening in a lewd rhythm to the thrusting of his punishing tongue.
He knew she was on the brink of orgasm again. Not quite there, but hanging on the very edge of it. Her fully developed tits heaved and danced on her chest wildly, her fingers twisted crazily in his hair.
Her head stopped its flailing and tensed as she arched her back, the cords in her neck standing out like steel tendons. Her face contorted, and a. low guttural scream rumbled deep in her throat, choked off at the last moment by a long soulful gasp that reminded him of a piteously dying young doe who was enjoying dying.
"Ahhhhhhh!"
Sue Belle felt as though she were losing her in-sides as the fluid of her orgasm started deep in her belly and caused an overabundance of love juice to gush out with a roar around Billy's still thrashing tongue and onto his face.
She could feel it running wetly down the crevice of her buttocks, around the finger still worming hotly around in her anus, and down to the covers below.
She gave one last great gasp and collapsed down onto the mattress, dropping her legs like heavy weights of lead to each side of his body.
She could not move, the world and everything around her was a big glowing ember, the charred fragment of the nerve-shattering explosion that had been her orgasm.
Lying absolutely immobile, her arms and legs splayed out uselessly like a rag doll's, on either side, Sue was speechless for the first time since the lovemaking had started. Billy Earle lay still also, with his head pillowed in the wet softness of the sparsely curling pubic hair between her legs.
They panted out their exhaustion together for a long moment, and Billy crawled closer to her and pressed his open mouth over hers.
Sue could feel and taste the wetness and intensity of her orgasm on his cheeks and lips and thrust her tongue deep in his mouth in a wordless gesture of thanks for the incredible gift he had just given her.
She felt completely exhausted, washed out now. Her passion subsiding, the hunger pains returned to gnaw at her insides.
"Billy," she managed to say, when he took his lips from hers, "Do you think we could get something to eat?"
"Yeah," he said, "I suppose so. Are you hungry?"
"Oh, Billy, I'm so hungry I can't even think about anything else."
"Little gal, we better feed you-there's lots more I want you to think about before this day is over."
And feed her he did. Sue Belle, dressed in a pair of Billy's jeans and a shirt that hung down hiding the overlapping jeans, didn't care whether or not people looked at her. She ate with relish, thanking her lucky stars she had found Billy Earle.
CHAPTER TWO
They ate at an old eating house on West Broad and Mike, the owner, made Sue Belie welcome. After the meal he invited the two down to the pub in the basement to hear Big Bob, a man Billy Earle knew. Big Bob was entertaining between gigs.
Mike said, "Every time Big Bob comes to town he always plays a few nights here. My crowd loves him."
And so did Sue Belle.
She immediately fell in love with the greying-templed performer. He stood almost as tall as Mike, and his face was tanned, not artificially, but from days of sitting on a lake somewhere fishing. He reminded her so much of the man her mother had described to her as her daddy. Could it be, she wondered. Perhaps.
After his set Big Bob left the small stage and walked to the small bar tucked away in a corner of the cellar pub. Sue insisted that Billy take her in and introduce her.
When the Big man smiled warmly down at her, Sue felt herself grow dizzy. She wavered slightly, grabbing at the big man's arm. He took her and held her to her feet, but not before Sue felt his hand touch briefly her braless tits beneath the oversized shirt. "Hell, little girl, you almost fainted. I never had a woman fall at my feet before."
Sue smiled weakly and said, "I don't feel too well. But I did so want to meet you."
"Tell you what," he said. "I'm gonna cut a record tomorrow, so," turning to Billy, "you take this little girl home and let her get some rest, then tomorrow pick her up and bring her over to Priest. Hell, Billy why don't you sit in with me. I need some more good guitar in the background."
"Right on," Billy replied. After saying goodbye to Mike, Billy took her outside to the cab Mike had called for them. "You got any clothes anywhere, Sue Belle?"
"All I own are those dirty things I was wearing," Sue apologized.
"She-it," Billy stammered. "Reckon we better get you something to wear."
Later, after a shopping spree in an all-night clothing store, Billy and Sue were lying on the bed in the motel. Sue wore nothing, but Billy had kept his jockey shorts on.
Curiosity getting the best of her, Sue Belle asked, "Why do you always wear your shorts when you're in bed with me?"
Even in the dimness of the motel room Sue could see the flush that crept over Billy's body. He stammered, starting to say something, but instead he arose from the bed and poured himself a straight water glass of whiskey. After he downed it he turned back toward Sue. "I'll tell you something, little girl." He had lost his jovial mood and was now very serious. "Ever since I was little, I've been different. I, well, uh ... I ain't much of a man."
"You're man enough to get me all worked up and crawly," Sue offered.
"I don't mean it that way. I mean, well, I mean, I ... my cock isn't big enough for anything. She-it! It ain't hardly big enough to pee through, let along fuck with. Here," he fumbled with the waistband of his jockey shorts, "I'll show you." He pulled down his shorts and held his penis between his two fingers. "Look at this little old thing, I mean just take a gander at it."
Sue looked at it. She could hardly make it out as he held it between his fingers. "Come over here closer, Billy Earle."
The lanky picker walked over to where Sue had raised herself to a sitting position on the side of the bed.
"Let me see it closer." She reached out and took the small organ from his fingers. It felt like a large worm to her. Pulling on it, which caused Billy Earle to move closer to her, Sue placed a wet kiss on the small object.
"Don't make fun of me," Billy said.
Sue detected the desperation in his voice. She raised her head up toward him. "I ain't making fun, Billy. I know you must feel awful about it, but heck, you got me all worked up and you did make me come. And," she grinned, "I don't suppose Fin the only girl you've ever been with."
Billy smiled slightly, but still nervous, "She-it!" he said, using his favorite expression. "I been with a lot of women. They don't call me the 'Nashville Tongue' for nothing. Hell, I've been told many times that I got an educated tongue, and I do know how to use it."
"Hey, I'll go along with that," Sue agreed. She continued to fondle the small appendage, marveling at the fact that it was becoming hard. She watched as it stiffened and grew rigid under her manipulations. Yet, even when it was near the bursting point it was no bigger around than her ring finger and only as long as her little finger.
Fascinated by the absurdity of it, she leaned forward and took it in her mouth. The sharp pungent taste and odor caused her mouth to salivate and her nostrils to flare slightly. Her hands dropped to the base of his pubic area and she cupped his soft, smooth, small testicles gently with one of them, grazing her nails tantalizingly over the hairy, flaccid flesh.
The other hand encircled his body and rested on his bare asscheek.
She could feel the hardness of the small cock as it rubbed against the roof of her mouth. She closed her eyes and rolled her tongue around the small nubbin.
"Oh, honey," Billy said, "Your mouth feels so nice. It's the first time anyone has ever done this tome."
Sue moaned slightly as he began a slow rhythmic undulation of his hips up into her face.
"Tighten your lips, baby, and suck harder," he hissed from above, through clenched teeth, his voice thick and coarse from his passion.
Sue did as she was told, feeling at the same time the excitement growing again in her own body at the thought of her mouth helping this poor boy out in his predicament.
She sucked demon like, swishing her tongue with excitement around and around the throbbing tiny head, sliding it teasingly and hotly in and out of her soft oval lips. Sucking voraciously, her head bobbing like a cork over his lewdly pumping loins, she become more aware of the heat building between her own legs. Submissive mewing sounds came from her lips locked tightly now around his tiny thrusting cock.
She hoped she could get him to pump his hot white sperm into her mouth until it exploded out and ran from the edges of her lips in sticky white trails of blissful sensation that could be matched by nothing else in the world. Wouldn't that please Billy, and she so wanted to please him, to help him.
Billy's groans of pleasure were echoed by her own sputtered mewls. Sue knew that he liked what she was doing to him, and she liked it too. But she had to have something more. The fire in her own loins was unquenched. It was not even being fought. She had to have contact from him on her own genitals as she sucked him. She had to have his fingers on her clitoris and pussy.
Still sucking, she moved around on the bed and, lying across the foot of it, she guided one of his hands to her backside. He was able to reach the wet slit.
Another racking shudder passed through Sue's body as he rubbed his finger through the moisture of her pussy lips. She wondered if anything could ever be more fulfilling than what she was now doing, and she sucked even more greedily at the tiny pulsing penis, swirling her tongue again and again around its hot, short length. Then she felt Billy's finger begin to tease at the tiny bud of her clitoris, coaxing it to quick rigidity so it quivered with need beneath his stroking fingers to send new thrills of delight streaking through her lustfully excited body.
Now completely lost in her passion, Sue swayed wildly on the edge of the bed, her buttocks quivering, her whole body moving as her face met the lunging cock. She felt his fingers tease more eagerly at the small lust-wet opening between her thighs, panting the lips as they began to ease up into her virginal passage and match her sucking movements with a deep sawing in and out between the clasping hair-lined pussy lips.
She squirmed back and forth on his invading finger as the flames in her loins burned hotter. Her whole body ached and tingled with desire, her blood seethed and boiled as the guitar picker's response to her continued masochistic sucking further increased. And she began to long for the imminent moment when the manipulations of her mouth on his small cock would become more than he could resist, when the dam on his desire would break and he would lose the last remnants of control, and his hot come would spurt forth to fulfill her most secret longings.
The lewdly undulating mouth sucked voraciously, wantonly, oblivious to all else except the cock that was in it. Her own warm vaginal secretions were beginning to seep down around her lover's rapidly pistoning finger as she approached her own inevitable climax. She increased the gyrations of her lurching buttocks, working back and forth on the man's violating finger until she knew she could not contain her joy, knew she would have an orgasm within seconds.
And with that realization, Sue encircled her lips even more tightly around Billy's throbbing cock-shaft. Then she felt a ripple of sheer ecstasy shoot through his body. He groaned, thrusting deeper and harder into her surrendered mouth, his whole body trembling and jerking wildly. And then, not two seconds later, she tasted the first hot thick droplets of his come shooting into her mouth. She swallowed hungrily, gobbling down every drop of his precious sperm.
At the same time, the guitar picker fucked into her cunt with his finger, displaying an expertise that reflected the agility of his picking fingers. He speared it deeper and deeper inside her clasping cunt passage to send new waves of excitement rolling across her completely submissive and subjugated flesh, shattering and racking her as she drifted in a state of final consuming oblivion.
Together the two of them rose to heights of ecstasy neither had ever known alone. There was a long final shudder of joy rippling through them back and forth from one to the other before they subsided in exhausted pleasure, and Sue heard Billy's deep satisfied sigh echoed by a deep sigh of her own.
She let the limp penis slide from her mouth as he moved to hold her in his arms. "Baby! You're something else. No one has ever done anything like that for me before. God! You were great!"
He continued to hold her until she felt passion rising in her again. So soon! She couldn't believe what was happening to her. Reaching downward, toward his stomach, she felt for his tiny cock and found it to be hard also. He was ready, too! .
He rolled her over on her stomach, saying, "There's something I've always wanted to try, but I never had the nerve before." He was on her instantly, clutching at the roundness of her ass. Sue could feel his stabbing penis striking the flesh of her ass. God, even though it was small it was so hard! She wanted it inside her. She waited with her breath held in for him to strike the correct spot. He did so almost immediately, wildly, frantically plunging his hard small cock up her ass instead of her cunt, and doing it so roughly that she nearly passed out from the hellish pain of it. It was indescribable and frightening. Her heart pounded wildly and she knew she was experiencing the greatest thrill of her lifetime, and perhaps the greatest thrill she would ever know.
"Oh, my God!" Sue moaned in a whisper as Billy pumped, his short narrow hard cock into her asshole. "Oh, oh."
She heard him go "shhhh," and she tried to smother her voice so he wouldn't hear her protests at this unusual penetration. She stopped moaning words and merely groaned for a time. He was hurting her now, but she was having mixed feelings about the pain. It was both horrible and wonderful.
Soon, however, the horrible part ceased to be, and she knew only the wonderful feeling. Her breathing was fast now, and when she realized this she also noted Billy's breathing was rapid and agonized. He was hugging her shoulders with a ferociousness that bespoke sexual intensity she would not have formerly believed possible in any man. Billy's cock seem to grow longer and fuller by the moment, yet she knew it couldn't. He continued to thrust it into her. This didn't frighten her-it merely served to make her more passionate, if that was possible. She was already so hot she could scarcely breathe. Each time his prick stabbed into her, it caused her to have sudden moments of sweet weakness, losing all track of time.
"Oh ... my God!" she moaned in a soft whisper over and over again. "So good. So ... good I"
Billy was making a sound in his throat now that was not unlike a whine of pain and anguish. She wondered briefly if this act was hurting him, too, and decided it- probably was, in one way or another.
He squirted off in her suddenly and she became almost unbelievably weak from the excitement of receiving his hot come in her asshole.
"Oh, fuck me, Billy ... -fuck' ... me!" she muttered, her voice sounding as if it were coming from a far-off place. "Oh, sweet Jesus ... this is so good."
Sue spread her legs farther apart, and Billy instantly recognized this as an opportunity to go deeper into her rectum, and promptly did so, causing her to cry out half in pain and half in ecstasy. His cock felt so much larger than it actually was. It felt twice as long, but it really wasn't, she knew. The ruthless, quick, darting, savagely stabbing way he used it only made it seem so. He obviously needed this fuck more than he did anything else, and he was getting it.
Sue suddenly had an orgasm that left her so weak she nearly fell off the bed, but with an effort of will, she held herself up on the bed by digging her hands into the bedspread. The cock was all the way inside her ass, going around and around in driving movement, causing the flesh of it to bulge outward against the walls of her pussy as the head of it pounded against the insides of her rectum. The vibrations inside came at a maddening rate and made her flesh shake as if everything solid were being torn loose and turning to quivering jelly against all rules of reason.
Her ass lifted and made her cunt quake wantonly below his cock. She clutched at the bed and screamed hoarsely as shock after shock tossed her being from peak to higher peak and plunged her into the deepest valleys, only to lift her up again to further soaring heights.
But as one shock after another shot through her, she knew she was smiling with pure happiness, utter joy, and that her throaty screams had become a song, telling the world that she was alive and happy.
Everything started graying out, and she knew she'd about reached her limit for now. But she wasn't ready to stop. She couldn't control her spasming flesh. She knew her cunt was flowing freely with pure, clear juices.
Billy was moving with such great speed, his rear end was whipping down on her butt so fiercely, that a new kind of pain began. Her flesh and muscles were hurting. Billy was clinging to her shoulders with his two arms as if he feared she might fly out from under him. He scratched at her with his fingernails, but she didn't mind this; in fact, she barely noticed it. For just as it happened she hit her peak again quickly, wildly, wonderfully, as she was swept by another and far greater orgasm. This one left her so physically weak she started graying out again. Then the grayness lifted and was replaced by a warm golden color that spread over her mind and her body. She could feel herself sinking deeper and deeper, her head going gently around in swooning circles as she came down and down, like a circling bird seeking a perch on which to light.
Time had no meaning. There was no time. There was only total satisfaction and the glorious pleasure of uninhibited release. She knew it was good, but her mind couldn't form words to express what she could only feel.
She started sliding backward off the bed. When she was on the floor, her knees were still holding her ass in the air, so her collapse did not affect Billy's fucking movements. He kept on, and continued to swell inside her to the point where she thought he would never stop. Then suddenly he released a full stream of come into her asshole. It came out as a thin stream for the first few seconds but quickly thickened and increased in volume and force. Sue thought afterwards that it had felt somewhat like having a hot-water faucet shoved up her ass and turned on full force.
And then it was over.
Sue lay whimpering on the floor, her ass still sticking up in the air, held up in part by Billy's prick still buried inside her asshole. It was not until much later that the cock went limp and slipped from her aching, used ass. Sue now passed out from the sheer excitement of what had happened.
CHAPTER THREE
They ate breakfast at Shorney's on Murfreesboro Road before heading for the session which Big Bob had invited them to attend.
Billy hadn't said much after what had happened last night. She had held him a long time, during which he sobbed and cried, telling her over and over that she was the first woman to ever make him feel like a man. Sue kept hushing him, and now this morning he acted as though nothing had happened.
The recording studio rested between a used-clothing store and a drive-in liquor store. Sue sat in a corner under a boom and watched, bewildered at all the frantic activity. The lights were bright in the studio, but she didn't recognize anyone. The place was full of session men, a banjo picker, a bass man, and a pleasant portly fellow seated at a piano. Big Bob kept an argument-good-naturedly though-going with the man in the control room. The man at the sound board called for Big Bob to get ready for another take, He started and he stopped it again.
"Got off on the wrong key," Big Bob apologized to the session people. After another run-through the man on the sound board called out that it sounded good and they should be able to get a fine take.
Sue studied him. He was about the age her father should be and he was the right size. Her mother had always said he was big and good-looking with a mop of curly hair. Of course, Big Bob wore his hair much longer, but then styles had changed, she assured herself. Maybe she should just come right out and ask him.
He finally got a take he liked, then turned to Billy and said, "Thanks for sitting in, Billy Earle. Whyn't you and the little gal come along over to my place and have a drink 'fore it gets too late." He turned to the big fat piano player and said, "Never gets too late for that, right Jack?"
Jack just rippled with laughter.
At Big Bob's place, which was actually a rather large farm outside Nashville, Sue was in awe. It was the grandest place she had ever been in.
Big Bob and Billy talked shop, finally both agreeing that Billy would write a few songs for Big Bob. Later in the afternoon, Billy announced he had to go see Bonnie Dale on some business.
Sue got up to go along, but Big Bob said, "Stay here a while longer honey and enjoy yourself. I can drive you in when I go to Mike's.
She looked at Billy and he seemed to be pleased with the arrangement. She shrugged. She did want to spend some time with the big man; to get some answers.
After Billy Earle left, she sat beside the man on his couch. "Where did you come from, Big Bob?" she asked.
"You mean originally; where I grew up?"
She nodded.
"Oh, hell, I was raised up around here, little south, down Georgia way. Played about every VFW club in Georgia before I got a chance to cut a record."
Sue's heart skipped a beat, he had to be her daddy!
She moved closer to him on the couch until she felt the warmth of him. A strange feeling raced through her body. God! Here she was sitting beside this man; her father maybe, and she desired him. She couldn't understand herself. Never! she decided. Never would she let him get away from her again. She would make him love her, and he would want to keep her forever.
Suddenly, then, she felt the pressure of his warm masculine thigh against her own as he moved closer to her on the couch, and she turned to face him, flushed. His eyes were shining, his cheeks as flushed as hers, and his gaze locked and held with her own.
He whispered thickly, "Sue, oh Sue, baby ... "
"Ohhhh," was all she could answer, and the sound contained an awed excitement-for she realized in that moment that the same thoughts and feelings which she had just experienced were plainly mirrored on his handsome face, undeniable reflections of his own inner desires for her. Yes, yes, he wanted her too! He wanted her as much as she had found herself wanting him!
Big Bob, too, was now aware of the growing sensual excitement in Sue Belle, and his heart leapt with burning passion. Incredible as it seemed, she felt the same as he did; Sue was hungry for love, hungry for his love. Perhaps she had harbored some of the same inner desires for him as he had for her, never admitting them to herself until just now. Oh God, he ached to touch her, to caress her firmly, ripe breasts, to tangle his fingers in her soft hair as he kissed her full pink mouth! He ached to press her fine warm body tight against his own, to love her, to fuse their nakedly alive flesh in burning passion. The wild need raged like a forest fire inside the handsome man, and his restlessly stirring penis jerked into instant throbbing arousal. He stared into her eyes, heard her own uneven breathing, watched her nervously moisten her lips with the tip of her wet pink tongue. Just looking at her made him wild with wanting her, and knowing that she wanted him was enough to send him almost out of control. And she couldn't deny her passion to him, not and have him believe it; she couldn't deny it, and he refused to deny it! They wanted each other! And they couldn't wait until it happened between them. The time was now, right now; it would never be more perfect or more intense between them at any other time!
At the same instant they leaned forward together to place their empty glasses on the coffee table. Then they leaned back against the couch again, their bodies turned toward one another, and continued to lock their eyes together. Sue squeezed hers tightly shut, then wetly parted her lips, breathing heavily as her mounting desire consumed her-and Big Bob could hold himself in check no longer. His arms lifted and pulled her to him, almost roughly, and his mouth covered hers to completely engulf her half-open lips with his warm, moist ones. Sue's tongue flicked forward immediately ft) slip past his teeth and into his mouth, and she was moaning now, her hands encircling his neck, pressing his head tightly, molding their hotly yearning mouths together. His fingers caressed her shoulder, moved down as if they were entities of their own to the pliant swell of her firmly trembling breasts. Their tongues were sawing mercilessly in and out of one another's mouth now, in an attitude of abandoned copulation, and Sue made tiny, excited mewling sounds in her throat.
Bob's painfully throbbing cock pulsated like a caged wild thing in his pants as he pulled the lovely little girl to him. He reveled for the first time in the feel of her lush young body, her hungrily kissing mouth; she was everything he had known she would be, everything he had ever wanted in a hot, passionate woman! His fingers closed over her softly resilient breast and began almost reverently kneading the warm flesh. His lust-thickened penis throbbed painfully now, his breath rasping hotly into the beautiful girl's mouth as hers was sobbing into his. Deep moans of long-repressed desire, and of a need for genuine affection, were being wrung from the very core of Sue's being.
She tried, in a faint voice far back in her mind, to tell herself again that this was wrong, that she ought to stop it before it was too late. But her urgent need for this man was too great, and she knew even as the faint voice spoke to her that she didn't really want to stop it at all. She wanted it to happen between them, she wanted him to make love to her as she had for so long. She couldn't stop him. She didn't want to stop him, she couldn't wait until he entered her with his hot, long hard penis and made her have a huge pleasure-filled orgasm.
He guided her down on the soft couch, and now his right hand was sliding upward along her nakedly trembling thigh, sliding along the hot flesh under the hem of her dress. Higher and higher he moved, causing Sue to shiver with her mounting passion, and then the tips of his fingers were touching the silk-encased mound of her eagerly-waiting womanhood, slipping up and down the moistly hot furrow as she widened her long legs to assist his ministrations.
"Oh my," she sighed aloud, to herself in delight. Ohhhhhh. his fingers feel so good, so good! I can't wait much longer to feel his penis too!
The handsome big man's probing fingers pushed the elastic leg band of her little white panties aside, extending his middle finger like an erect penis to slip it into the hot, wetly trembling passage of her pussy. He exulted in the fevered thought that she would soon be his, that he would be putting his wildly pulsating cock where his finger was right now. He brought the digit up, up along the burning wetness of her passion-drenched cunt to the hardened bud of her clitoris, toying with it, reveling in the feel of her soft nakedness and the vibrating arousal of her firm, perfectly preserved body. His breath exploded from his mouth into hers, his tongue fucking between her lips mercilessly.
Then Bob removed his finger from her clasping hot channel, and his hands were feverish as he sought to make her naked, to remove the dress and undergarments which clothed the vibrant flesh he lusted so desperately to see and touch and conquer. The dress unbuttoned easily; Sue helped him pull it over her head and drop it onto the floor at the foot of the couch. Her brassiere was next, cascading onto the puddled dress, revealing the hard-nippled, quivering loveliness of her twin fleshy peaks, then her panties, drawn slowly down over her delicately curving thighs by Bob's eager fingers, while Sue obediently raised her hips to help him. At last the sparsely curling hair of her pubic triangle came into view, already drenched with the heated juices of her arousal; then the petal like, hair-lined expanse of her blushing, hotly moistened cunt was in full splendor to his passion-fired eyes.
The aroused young girl felt spasmodic jolts of fiery pleasure ripple through her naked flesh when Bob moaned as his big hands closed over tautly firm breasts. She heard him gasp in further delight as his thumbs rolled over the distended pink-tinged nipples, making them harder; then she felt his head lower onto her chest, felt his hot, wet mouth hungrily rolling the nipple maddeningly with his tongue. She groaned in sheer delight, and her gently flaring hips began an intense up-and-down undulating rhythm on the couch as Bob continued to suckle her nipple while he moved on the couch beside her, groaning his excitement at her perfectly youthful beauty.
His hands and mouth left her shamelessly aroused flesh then, and Sue knew with mounting fervor that he was making himself as naked as she was. In that moment, the faint voice made itself heard in her mind again, trying to tell her that what they were doing was wrong.
But she wanted to believe it wasn't. She had been on her own far too long. This man was her father, and he would take care of her. Big Bob would make love to her and he would want to keep her.
Sue stiffened momentarily as she listened to the voice of her thoughts, and she almost was gripped by enough fear and anguish to stop the abandoned desire that was building to a gigantic crescendo between them. But his hands continued to gently caress her, continued to delight her, and the heat flashed up again to consume her.
"Sue, baby," Big Bob whispered, "Sue, look at me."
Her eyes had been squeezed tightly shut, and not she let them flutter open in obedience to his words. She saw him kneeling on the floor beside her, saw him naked for the first time. Her gaze moved down his corded, muscled body and came to rest on his loins-on his thick blood-swollen penis standing out hugely, proudly from his dark-haired lower abdomen. She drew in her breath sharply, her eyes widening. It was so big, so beautifully huge! In further ecstasy, Sue's thighs opened and closed spasmodically at the prospect of soon having such an immense, pleasure-giving shaft buried up between them. It's bigger than Billy Earle's, so much bigger! And Billy's tongue couldn't stand a chance against it. I've never seen a big penis and now I can't wait to hold it and caress it with my vaginal muscles, to feel it hotly sliding in and out of me ... ohhhh!
"Do you like it, Sue?" he said softly. "Do you like my cock?"
"It's beautiful, Bob," she breathed, mesmerized. "Oh God, give it to me, let me have it!"
Spurred on by her lewdly abandoned words, the handsome man raised up onto the couch and settled his bronzed body beside hers. His head dipped down once again to her frantically quivering alabaster breasts. She moaned softly with prurient desire as she watched him take first one nipple, then the other, into his salivating mouth, licking and sucking the rigid berrylike little fruit until she wanted to scream from the ecstatic waves of pleasure washing through her fevered body. Her hand searched down between their tightly clasping bodies, located the rock hardness of his gigantic cock. He gasped as the hot, searing tips of her fingers tightly closed over his thick rigid shaft, and then his mouth lifted and settled over hers and their tongues once more lashed and twirled one another. She crushed the full length of her nakedly voluptuous body against his, ground her pelvis hard into him with a savage, not-to-be denied hunger; then she twisted suddenly, pulling him over astride her, opening her tapered legs as wide as they would go, her hotly palpitating pussy flaring open and secreting musky fermentations of her desire as it impatiently awaited his fiery invasion.
Sue's hands were running wildly up and down along Bob's powerful body, tracing the corded muscles of his shoulders, the cleft of his back, the trembling hardness of his buttocks. His heatedly pulsating cock rested against her thighs, trailing weblike strands of eager semen, then slipped into the narrow hair-lined slit of her warmly moistened femininity. The cock-hungry young girl arched for a moment, levering their nakedly entwined bodies up with the strength of her back, and reached under her buttocks with both hands to pull her wetly throbbing vaginal lips slowly apart, giving his massive hardness greater contact with the moistly sensitive flesh as his cock lay cradled the full length of her passion-drenched furrow. Sue relaxed then, dropping her body back to the couch with Bob's long hard shaft trapped between her hot, eagerly rippling cunt lips.
Bob forced his hands between her shoulders and the couch and ran them down the soft curves of her spine and hips, making little mewling sounds of pleasure and need deep in his throat to match the ones she was gasping forth. The raised ridges of her spine felt hot to him as she undulated her magnificently proportioned naked body up against him in a slow, teasing rhythm. Muscles rippled lightly just under the thin, beautifully white skin, giving testimony to the feminine power she possessed-a woman built for sensual pleasure, needing it in order to surve, having deprived herself of it for all her life.
Breathing raggedly, his brain aflame with lusting desire, Bob pushed his hands farther down beneath Sue, cupping the soft fullness of her asscheeks in the palms of his hands, pulling her dampened furrow hard against his massively aching prick. He moved the length of his great pulsating shaft up and down her fiery vaginal slit, sensing it grow hotter and wetter as her passion seethed out of her in a veritable torrent of lubrication. Her hips began a more desperate rotation up against his loins until, without warning, her legs snaked out wide on either side of him and her calves locked tight against the back of his thighs, pulling him into her. "Ummmmmmmmmmm I" she wailed in delirious ecstasy. "Oh, oh, now! Fuck me now, right now! Fuck me!"
Her pelvis ground forward as she spoke, and her hands were already between their bodies, circled around his thick palpitating shaft and pressing it further between the tightly clasping lips of her cunt and into the fiery valley of her vagina. Bob flexed his hips forward in that instant with a sudden driving thrust that drove his huge, rock-hard penis out of her caressing fingers, through the tough membrane, that was her hymen and deep into the hot, wetly gaping mouth of her love-starved cunt.
Eeeeeeeeek!" Sue screamed beneath, with pain, but there was also the sound of delight and thankfulness, of totally abandoned ecstasy along with the pain and discomfort of the first total penetration.
"You, you," Bob drew back for a moment "God, girl, that was your hymen ... you, you," he stuttered again, "You were a virgin."
"Yes, yes, sweet, was. Not now though. Please ... please!"
Now he felt the elastic sheath slip wetly, hotly, and tightly around his fleshy rod, consuming it as it rached to the full depths of her virgin, but heated cunt canal, her slippery vaginal walls lubricating the way and nibbling like soft lips at the ridges and muscles of his cock surface. Then the full length of his immense weapon was inside her, the lust-swollen head resting hard against her cervix, his sperm-laden balls pressing hotly between the smooth, rounded cheeks of her ass. Then, having conquered her with every inch of his maleness, the handsome lover began to stroke slowly into her pliant, hungrily squirming flesh; his body attuned itself to hers as she fucked hard up against him, matching his strokings, urging him on harder and faster with little purring sounds as she licked and sucked his ear, panting words into it.
"Ohhhhh, darling Daddy, that's it, that's it, ohhhhh you feel so good, so hot and hard, that's the way, ooooh Daddy, it's so good. Oh hot and hard, that's the way ... ohhhh! Do it harder, fuck me harder. It's wonderful, so wonderful!"
And Bob complied, fucking harder and harder into her, their naked bodies bucking wildly against one another with wet, staccato sounds as they sought desperately for release, oblivious to all else in the world except their mutual need.
Bathed in the light of the window, Sue and Bob were lost in a frenzy of near-completion, thrashing wildly on the couch as they both sought their climaxes. Sue abandonedly rotated her hips from side to side around the fleshy, impaling cudgel of Bob's magnificent shaft pressed far up into her quivering belly. Her vagina was dilating in time to the rhythmic hammering of the long hard penis, and the tiny contracting muscles of her pussy nibbled hungrily, with velvet teeth, at the inflated head of his cock. The passion-swollen lips between her narrow hair-lined slit pulled tantalizingly away, sliding moistly down his thickened rod for several inches before slowly nibbling back up as she buffered her wet pubic hair tightly against his own bristling growth ... embedding the full throbbing length of him deep into her soft warm recesses.
Sue groaned in sexual delirium under his pumping body, and Bob could feel his wildly pulsating cock suddenly growing and expanding inside her until it felt as though it were going to burst from the violent maelstrom of lust churning in his scrotum. He had to come soon, he had to, he had to ... and he wanted her to come, too, to come with him so that they both would feel the other's release. He began fucking into her still harder, and she gripped him tight with her imprisoning thighs, opening and closing them around him in time to his long, hard thrusts. He knew that she was fast approaching her orgasm even without her moaning confirmation, and it made him feel exultant and masculine to know that it was he, Big Bob Watson, who was about to bring her to the pinnacle! This moment was worth waiting for; she was the most sexually exciting girl he had ever fucked, and a virgin! God. He had never expected her to be a cherry the way she came on so strong to him. Now, he knew that their mutual orgasms would be fantastic ...
"Hurry, hurry, hurry!" Sue mewled. "Make me come, Daddy, make me come, fill me up. Ahhhh fuck me. Come inside me, make me come, ohhhhhhhh!"
"Now, baby ... now!" he groaned, his voice almost unrecognizable.
"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, ohhhh I can feel it, I can feel it ... almost there ... almost ... mmmmmmmmmm!"
The lovely young girl continued to moan out her delight to Bob, spurring him on to greater heights with her lewd words. She pounded her heels crazily on his back with a wild pagan tempo as she jackknifed her legs up to mash them against her breasts, offering him the full expanse of her nakedly upturned cunt furrow. Her eyes rolled and her face was contorted with mindless desire as she sought to achieve her imminent, monumental release-the first release for her which resulted from a big hard cock screwing away at her vagina.
The words burst from Sue's throat in a low wail, piercing Bob's eardrums, and she pulled her thighs back even tighter until the whole of her widespread, wildly throbbing vaginal valley was presented to his thick, pistoning cock. Her ankles locked over his shoulders, and she squirmed her hips beneath him in a frantic, uninhibited dance of ecstasy as she screamed out her orgasm, to him.
Bob felt the warm, gushing juices of her climax seethe and flow around his massively thundering cock as he battered his body against her. Sue simply locked herself up on his long throbbing shaft with all the power in her thighs and let her loins spasm convulsively against his belly. Abruptly, the great swirl of heat which was building in his overloaded testicles became unbearable, and he gasped again and again-until finally, the hot, sticky load of his semen began its frenzied rush from his sperm-bloated scrotum along the underside of his cock.
Bob began to spew hotly spurting streams of come into her eagerly sucking cunt in a seemingly never-ending burst, emptying his very being deep up into her warm virginal inner depths* Then as he moaned out his last droplet after what seemed an eternity later, his cock began to deflate; he withdrew it slowly, tenderly, with a soft liquid sound, trailing thin gossamerlike strands of semen along her tautly quivering belly as he rolled over beside her nakedly sweating body and elapsed her close. He kissed her mouth and nose and eyes in gratitude for the unbelievable pleasure she had given him; and Sue, weeping, kissed him again and again for the same reason ...
"Oh, little baby, you are something, I mean really something special."
Sue snuggled to him. "Big Bob, was your real name Bill Jamison?"
He looked at her a long moment before saying, "Why no. My real name is Bob Evans."
Sue felt as if her heart was pushing out her throat.
The both of them remained silent.
Sue was in a state of shock the rest of the time until she rode into the city with Bob. She had been wrong! He wasn't her father, and she had let him, no, she had made him take her virginity! How could she have been so dumb, she thought. "Oh God!" she cried out softly, causing the big country singer to look over at her.
"You want me to drop you off at the motel, or do you wanna come out to Mike's and goof around?"
"The motel, please."
When they drove into the parking place in front of the motel room, Big Bob turned the keys off and said, "Honey, listen. I know you're feeling bad about what happened, but heck. You're a sexy-looking baby, and I'm a man who didn't know you and, well ... " he kept trying to make apologies to Sue.
"It's all right," she said finally. "I deserved it."
As she started to get out of the car, Big Bob put a hand on her shoulder.
"Sue. I'm gonna go out of town for awhile to play a couple of good gigs. I, I uh, want to see that you're okay." He reached into his shirt pocket and pulled out some bills and shoved them at her. "Take this and get you some things till I get back."
She stared at him. "Do you think ... " she started to say what her anger had wanted her to say, but changed her mind. Why not? Hell, why not? She wouldn't have to depend on anyone if she had enough money to tide her over until she got a job.
She grabbed the money and raced for the doorway. Fumbling, she finally managed to get the door unlocked with the key Billy had given her. Inside she leaned against the door while the tears streamed down her face. Only after she had buried her face in the sheet on the bed, did she realize that she had not heard Bob's car start up and leave. She pulled herself to her feet, wiped her eyes, and sneaked a look out the window. He was still sitting there, his face buried in his arms as he leaned over the steering wheel. She watched him and realized that he was weeping too. Suddenly she felt sorry for him. It wasn't his fault! She now realized this truly. She started to go to the door and ask him in, but before she could, he had started the car and was wheeling it out the driveway of the motel entrance.
Sue undressed, showered, then crawled into bed naked, after turning the radio on to a country music station. Sometime before midnight, Billy came in. She feigned sleep and he did not bother her.
When she awoke the next morning, Billy was gone! There was a note for her beside the bed.
"Honey, I'll be gone all week. Something came up. There's enough money in the nightstand drawer to last you till I get back. Take care. Love, Billy."
She liked the young guitar picker, but she still had a life of her own to live, and now that she had some money, maybe she would find a job in the business.
That day Sue dressed and made the rounds again. No one wanted to give her anything, but she was propositioned ten times.
Just before dark she stopped in at Shoney's for a hamburger. The place was crowded, but a youngish-looking man, probably middle-aged, but still holding a mod look with youthful eyes, the same kind of man her father would be! she knew, offered to let her share his booth.
As they ate, she found out he was a writer and worked for Green Grass Publishers. Sue knew the label. He named off some of the songs he'd written, and Sue recognized a few of them. She couldn't get over it. Seems that since she had run in to Billy she was finally beginning to meet people in the business.
Sue told him she stayed with Billy and that she had spent the afternoon with Big Bob.
"Big Bob! Why that no-good son of a gun ... I haven't seen him for six-seven months. How is he?"
"He's ... " she felt herself flush. "He's okay, I guess."
"He is a rounder, that man. I wish I had half the success he had with women. Man, they flock around him."
Now Sue really turned red.
"Oh," the man said, and then as if to change the subject he said, "Hey I never did introduce myself. I'm Sean Baul."
Sue made herself look him into the eyes, "Sue Belle Jamison." She smiled too.
"Now that's a country music name if I ever heard one."
"It sure ain't brought me any success ... yet," she added.
"Oh, what do you do?"
"I sing."
"I'd like to hear you."
"Well," suddenly making up her mind, "Billy Earless out of town. But there is a guitar he left behind. Want to come out to his motel and hear me?"
"Why not go to my place? It's closer and I have a piano and a guitar. Maybe I can do something with you."
Sue studied his words for a double meaning. Really, though, he wasn't bad. If he was a couple years older he could be her father, but then, too, her father would certainly keep himself young looking.
"Did you ever play, I mean, perform before you started writing?"
"Sure did. About ten years of starving before I decided writing was my gig."
At his downtown apartment, Sue sang for him.
"Not too bad," he said, not showing a lot of enthusiasm. At first Sue felt hurt, then she realized that he was being honest with her, and she had to admit to herself that this was what she wanted.
"You need a lot of coaching, but you do have a natural voice. Who taught you to pick that way?"
"My Mom. Dad, I never got to know him well, so Mom taught me a few runs and things, then I picked the rest up on my own."
He promised he would coach her some, if she wanted him to.
Later, he took her to her motel and dropped her off. "I'll come by tomorrow and give you your first lesson."
"Fantastic!" she cried, her excitement showing.
That night she could hardly sleep. She was on her way! Hell, she knew she'd have to sleep with a lot of men, sleep hell, she suddenly giggled. "Fuck a lot of men," she said aloud. She knew that as a girl with her youth and her looks she could get men to do anything for her. But, she knew too, she had to learn to please them. Maybe Sean could teach her a few things about sex, too.
Back in the motel the next morning, she didn't let the maid in to clean. She wanted to do it. She straightened up the bed, then walked back into the small sitting room and dusted the table and smoothed the cushions on the couch. She kept herself busy until Sean drove up in his old Ford.
When he was inside Sue could hardly keep herself from hugging him. She wanted him to teach her so much!
He made her do a lot of voice exercises to strengthen her voice, then had her to sing a few more numbers for him. "Can you read?"
"Nope."
"No matter. Half the performers around can't either. I'll just have to sing the songs for you and let you memorize them."
"What songs?"
"The ones I'm going to write for you."
"Oh, Sean," Sue said, hugging him.
Then she drew herself back from him. "Sean," she said, her voice serious. "I want you to teach me something else too."
"What else, lamb?" the older man asked.
"I want to learn about sex."
"What? I, uh, shit, little girl."
"I'm serious."
"But, but, you mean like the birds and the bees?"
"No, Sean." Sue said, her voice growing deeper. "I mean I want to learn all the ways to fuck."
His mouth was open and he stared at her, his face a flaming red.
She walked up to him and pushed her body against his, grinding her pussy into his leg. "Can you teach me?"
"I, uh, I guess, I can, but shit, honey."
"Shit what?"
"Well, hell. I mean I had no idea ... well, I just hadn't planned on anything like this." He studied her as if for the first time.
"Wow! You are built, that's for sure. In fact you're built, if you'll excuse the expression, like the old brick shithouse."
Sue laughed. "Do you really think I'm sexy?"
"Hmmm, yesssss!" he uttered.
Sue was wearing a simple dress; one that was short and buttoned down the front. Her hair fell loosely around her face, haloing it. She noticed that it had an effect on Sean. He wanted to reach out and take her, she knew this, and it pleased her.
Aloud she said, "I like sex. Pure unadulterated sex."
"Hey," he exclaimed, not at all shy. "Right-on! You're exactly right. You like it, huh?"
"Yeah, I like it," she said again, noticing the bulge in his jeans. He had gotten a deathly hard-on just looking at her.
"Maybe I can teach you a few things."
Sue looked at him, ready to give a tart reply, but she held herself in check, and said only, "I want to learn as much as I can. Sex is fun. I guess since men always look for a strange piece, why can't a girl do the same thing?"
"No reason at all," Sean agreed.
Sue took Sean by the hand and said, "Let's set on the couch a while. It's comfortable, and you do need a rest before we ... uh, before we get with it."
Sean smiled at her. "Rest?"
Now Sue smiled. "We have plenty of time."
"Plenty of time?"
"Yes. You can do whatever you want. No one will disturb us."
As they leaned back onto the softness of the couch it was Sue who made the first move. She leaned over, pressing her tits against his arms and kissing him. She let her tongue slip between his lips and into the warmness of his mouth. Sean took her in his arms and held her while he returned the kiss. Her fingers slid gently across his muscular leg and onto his thick, hard cock. She massaged it gently, squeezing it lightly, taking the measure.
"Wow! Sean! That's a big thing. I've never felt one so big before. You have a monster there." She shivered almost violently as she whispered her praise.
"I'm glad it suits you."
"It does, it does," she whispered again. "I've always wanted to feel a big one like this. It's so ... well, there's something about it that's so ... so hard." She giggled. "I don't mean hard that way. I mean strength." She was fumbling with his zipper, sliding it down, opening his fly. Her nimble fingers searched inside, found the slit in his jockey shorts, and drew out his hot, throbbing cock. In a second, she was jerking him lightly, concentrating her fingers on the underside of his cock, playing with the cockhead and giving him an all-around expert hand job.
Sean groaned. This young girl really knew what she was doing. She could jerk him better than he could jerk himself. He knew though, that if she kept this up, he'd be coming all over the couch.
"Like it?" she asked.
"Hmmmm, yesss," Sean murmured softly.
"Let me show you something even better." She leaned forward, letting her head descend slowly and touch the head of his prick with her hot tongue. She made tiny darting motions, concentrating on the tiny hole at the tip. Slowly, easily, she slid her body around so that she was kneeling on the thick carpet, caught between his legs, her head rhythmically moving up and down on his bursting prick.
It was too much for Sean. In a minute, he was shooting his hot load into her, driving his cock against the back of her throat and spraying her mouth with his come. He couldn't hold it any longer. It was the fastest he had ever come in his life.
"I'm sorry ... I, uh, I didn't mean to come that fast. You were just so goddamned exciting." He was looking down at the top of her head. She still had her mouth on his cock.
Freeing herself, she looked up at him with moist eyes. "Don't worry about it. There'll be plenty more, I bet. You know, that's the biggest cock I've ever seen. You're absolutely enormous."
Sean smiled and blushed. He really couldn't get it through his head that this young girl talked the way she did. He found it even more exciting. Oh, he had been around, certainly, but here was a young girl who loved everything about sex. He had been getting head jobs all his life, but not like this. He usually worked them up and then got them to go down on him. But it was nothing at all like this. This girl had actually seduced him. It was going to be a wonderful day, he decided. A wonderful day!
"Why don't we go into the bedroom? There's no reason at all we have to make love in the living room." She smiled up at him. He hoped he took the meaning of "make love," after the plain words she had been using. She wanted to be fucked, but she wanted to have love made to her too. He had to understand this.
"Are you sure it's okay?" Sean asked.
She nodded. "No one will come in on us. They're all out of town. We have the place to ourselves." Sue smiled wickedly and said, "I want to get fucked."
Her words had the desired effect on Sean. His cock was becoming visibly hard again.
Sue let her hand stray up to his stiffening prick, squeezing it gently, watching intently as the huge spongy meat sprang to life again.
"I want to lick you all over, lover. I want to run my tongue over your muscular male body. I want to suck your big cock again." She kept her voice low and sexy. "I want to do everything to you that you want, and you can do everything to me, too."
"Okay, little girl, let's go." He stood up, not attempting to put his cock back in his pants, and headed for the bedroom right behind her. He was stripped down in seconds. He stood there, completely naked, his huge cock standing out straight and stiff, his heavy balls swinging freely.
Sue was unbuttoning her dress, her eyes taking it all in, his muscular body, his maturity, his huge cock. "You are ... simply gorgeous," she said breathlessly.
"Want some help?" Sean eyes riveted to her tits. They were so perfectly formed; so firm, yet so soft and appealing to him. He had never seen tits or a body so beautiful and well-developed.
"Won't take a second," she said, and finished unbuttoning it. Now she shrugged it to the floor. Sean's eyes dropped. He could see the downy thatch of hair at her crotch through the thin panties she was wearing. In another second, she was facing him, standing there so beautifully nude.
He took her all in; the beautiful coral-brown nipples on her firm upturned breasts; the flat, youthful belly; the taut skin; the inviting cunt She was something very special and Sean knew this.
"The bed's right this way." Sue indicated the enormous queen-size bed with its heavy satin spread. She took him by the arm and escorted him over to it. With an easy motion, she stretched herself out on the bed, her body framed with all that pale-silky satin. Beaching her hands up, she pulled Sean down on top of her, pinning herself under him.
"Want me to suck you some more? I really like that, you know." Her voice was low and husky.
"I like it, too, honey," Sean assured her. He brought his lips close to hers and was now plunging them against her, forcing her to open her mouth and admit his hot tongue. Her arms went around his slender body, her hands reaching down to the cheeks of his ass. She stroked his small tight ass, feeling the hardness of his cheeks.
Sean was ramming his tongue into her mouth, trying to get it down her throat. If this young girl wanted some real sex, she was going to get it. She had asked for it. He moved his body upward slightly and brought his hands to her tits. They had to be the most beautiful tits he had ever seen. Sue began to slide her body downward, forcing him upward. It was clear that she was going for his cock again. She had her tongue out, licking and wetting him, sucking and biting at his tits, running her tongue over his chest and belly. His cock was bursting again. Christ! He didn't want to come as fast this time. He really wanted and needed to fuck her in that small tight hole of a pussy.
"Just suck it enough to get it wet. I want to fuck you. Your head jobs are too goddamned good."
Sue didn't answer him. She just kept working her head lower and lower, moving down to his crotch. In minutes, her hot lips were back on the head of his cock. Sean sucked in a deep breath; a sort of deep sigh. He moaned. This young girl really knew what to do with her warm, wet mouth. She was sending a million sensations up and down the length of his throbbing prick. In a matter of minutes she had her hot lips around his cock again. He started to protest but the pleasure of the moment prevented him from doing so. Just as he started to come he tried to pull away, to get his aching prick into her cunt, but it was too late. He cursed loudly as he shot his load-for the second time-into her hungry mouth. When the last scalding drops of semen had shot out, he lay exhausted.
"You're going to have to wait, honey," he said, by way of apology. "I can't get it up again for a while."
"I don't mind," Sue replied, crawling back up and snuggling into his muscular arms. "I like you," she said in a few moments. "I'm glad we've gotten together."
"I am too, Sue," Sean said. He studied her sweet and innocent face. So soft and smooth and innocent, he thought. Now his hands traced a delicate pattern on her naked flesh as they enjoyed each other's warmth. There was a sadness hanging in the background, but it was thrust aside temporarily, yet it was still there in the background. Sue sat up after a while and bent her head to his cock, kissing it and holding it at the base, her small hands squeezing his balls. He stiffened. Not again! Christ! Yes, it felt painfully wonderful. Her mouth was hot and smooth and moist, her lips sucking at his huge cockhead. He moaned and thrust his hips upward, trying not to allow himself to enjoy it too much. He had to fuck her! Now he could feel the tiny taste buds on her tongue as his cock slid in deeper. He wanted to howl with pleasure, but he didn't, afraid it would only goad her on.
Suddenly Sue let it slip out all the way, and he was disappointed. He didn't want to go off in her mouth again, and ... hell, he didn't know what he wanted, nor did he know what she wanted. His cock felt lost and naked out there all by itself, sticking up like a flagpole. He watched her move quickly to a new position. Her dark eyes were bright with something he kept telling himself were not tears. Her smooth hair spilled from around her creamy shoulders as she put her knees under his legs, bending her body down toward his loins. Reaching, he grabbed her breasts. Now she ran her tongue around his purple cockhead, making little circular motions while her hands pumped up and down his rigid cockshaft. Slowly, she slid her mouth up and down on it, taking every inch in her mouth, letting the huge thing slip beyond her tongue, down to her tonsils.
"Ahhhh, Christ!" he moaned and squeezed her erect, hard nipples. Her hands went again to his balls, squeezing them together in that gentle motion. In and out of her mouth his cock went, down into the grasping muscles of her throat. The top of her head was all he could see, and her hair lay in folds, across his smooth belly. Now and then she would raise her head up far enough so he could see her forehead, eyebrows, and hazy eyes. Her lids were half-closed. She was concentrating on what she was doing. And, she was carried away with it so much that she was out of herself. He could feel her as moving back and forth, hypnotically, in a humping motion under his legs. He managed to reach down and touch her slit. It was slick and heavy. When he began to rotate it with his fingers he felt it get hotter ... wetter. She rubbed against the palm of his hand and sucked harder. Her breasts ground against his belly now, and then, as she came all the way down with her lips on his cock, he almost screamed out again. He knew if she kept this up much longer he would come. "Stop it, Sue; Stop it for goodness sakes!"
She shook her head, holding his cock in her mouth. Then she came down on his raging prick again, taking it in all the way, burying her face in his pubic hair. He couldn't stand it. He was going off again. He could feel the semen wanting to jet out, and the desire to let it go was almost stronger than his desire to control the situation. He had been trying to hold it, but shit! This girl had a way with her mouth.
Finally he managed to pull his cock out of her mouth and get her back down on the bed at his side.
"Let me," she whispered. "I want to. I love the taste of it. I need it!"
He made a motion as if he would get down at her cunt, but she said, "No. You better fuck me now!"
Roughly, he dragged her halfway off the bed. Holding her ass in his hands, he stood on the floor and spread her legs. Then he rammed his cock into her pussy, grinding it deeply to the point of no return. His balls were hard and firm against her bottom. She allowed him to raise her legs up so her feet rested on his shoulders. He was glad he had taken her mouth off his cock when he had. Her inner muscles clutched at his prick, pulling it ever deeper. She moved like a corkscrew when he took it almost all the way out, stroking long and easy the way he knew most women liked it. He knew she would, too. He could feel the churning bubbling juice in her and felt her body tremble violently as she convulsed into climax. Gratefully, he allowed his heavy load of semen to go free. He fell onto her as he continued to support her body, feeling the fury of the orgasm as it rocketed through his body.
There was a dewy freshness to her skin as he remained where he was, drinking all of her in. He wanted to stay there inside her forever, feeling her heartbeat as it slowed down to normal, the rise and fall of her chest as she sucked in gulps of air. "Sue, I love you," he said. And he meant it. Now at this very instant, he meant it. He wished to God there was a better way to tell her how he felt, how much she meant to him for letting him make love to her. He held her close and kissed her moist lips, forcing his tongue between them, probing into the moistness of her mouth.
Sue felt the heat as it spread throughout her body. Even though Sean had shot into her before, the size of his load was equal to any she had ever experienced. This one was it, she knew! He might be the man she was seeking. He had to be!
She moved his hand to her hard breast, guiding it, while she put her own on his half-hard cock. Her skin was smooth and cool to his touch. But now it was warming. Sue wanted more, more fucking and more loving. Her nipples grew erect under his fingers, and she moved her pubic bush closer to his cock. He kissed her again, probing the inside of her mouth with his tongue, flipping it against her lips and running it across her teeth. Again she moaned, lost in the limbo world of her need. The pumping motion on his warm cock grew more urgent. He took his mouth from hers and rained kisses on her breasts. Then he nursed them sweetly, taking pleasure in the response of her body. It seemed to Sean that she was so attuned to him that she became a part of him at times. Her flesh moved with his as one, and when he touched her he couldn't be positive that he was not touching his own body. It had never been like this with any other woman, or young girl, he added to himself, because Sue was the youngest he had ever made love to.
She smiled up at him, then moved onto her back, spreading her beautiful firm legs. He knew she wanted him to open her cunt lips, to part that amazing pussy and start the joy juice perking. She was all sensuousness, this girl, this beautifully young girl lover. Her clitoris was making that little pulsating movement, and he quickly brought it to full vibration. She moved her pelvis upward to meet his fingers, demanding that he slip a finger in her pussy. The response was immediate. He felt a gush of wetness, and the action of her hand on his cock grew more insistent. He wanted to bring her back to the point of quivering need, and although he was aware that he could take her again now, he didn't. Instead, he kept up the vigorous fingering and added to her building heat by sucking hungrily her breasts, making them grow firmer. The nipples were long and slender in his mouth. His teeth nibbled slightly and she cried out, but not in protest. Now the heat was coming from her slender body in waves, and she was begging him wordlessly. But still, he made her wait, knowing it could last longer if he took his time. She was breathing hard, her breath a hot breeze against his neck when he finally mounted her. Her legs wrapped around his thighs automatically, and he could feel her gnawing cunt, waiting anxiously for his hard cock. Again he hesitated, wanting her to say something.
"Oh, Sean, damnit, damnit, damnit," she finally panted. "Don't make me wait any longer."
"Okay, sweetheart."
Gently, he took the pillow from beneath her head and put it under her, feeling the quick upward thrust of her buttocks. He liked to have her ass higher than the rest of her, and he knew she would like it this way, too.
Already the juices were running inside of her as his throbbing cock thrust in deeply. Her cunt pulled at him, dragging him deeper and deeper inside of her. His hands worked at her breasts, twisting the nipples. He plunged in and out of her, bringing her to climax before he got his. It gave him a heady sense of power to bring her to orgasm two or three times before he reached his. Under him, her ass twisted and thumped, the come that had rolled out from her first climax drying quickly because of her intense heat. Now there was nothing but the wild urgency of his body, the great, seething, churning gathering of his forces. With a great part of his mind he was aware of her coming, but he knew her enough by now, he figured, to realize that she wasn't finished ; that there would be much more. She was a strong, healthy girl She could last another round as soon as she had gotten her breath, which was what she did right then. And too, she began to meet him, thrust for thrust, taking her in and twisting him around. His strokes grew longer, harder. The juice throbbing in his balls was readying itself for the final thrust. He shot up into her, feeling the come burst from the end of his prick. Then he remained where he was, buried in her to the very root of his being. He closed his eyes slightly and thrilled at the heavenly sensation as volley after volley of hot come streamed into her sucking, moist cunt.
Sean's head rested between her breasts. Her arms were a delicious heaviness around him. She had relaxed the grip on his thighs and back, even though her feet and ankles were still loosely locked around his middle.
After they had rested a while, Sue said, "I knew it would be good with you. You really know what to do to make a girl enjoy it."
"Hey," Sean laughed, "you did as good as a pro. Hell, you really know what to do to please a man."
"We are good together, aren't we?"
"Yes." Sean kissed her on the warm shoulder and she trembled slightly.
"Sean?" She raised her head to look at him. "I like you very much. In fact, I think I might be in love with you." She watched him, waiting for him to reply.
"I'm glad sweetie, but," he studied her, "sometimes we mistake desire and lust for love. You know, physical pleasure for emotional love. Actually, a person has to learn to separate the two."
"You mean, uh ... all this pleasure you're giving me is entirely physical?"
"That's right. But, certainly there is emotion in it too, but this emotion combined with physical pleasure can happen any time you make love with someone you like."
"I'm still sort of confused."
"Don't worry about it, Sue. Just enjoy every minute of it while you're young and can."
"I ... " She stopped and smiled, deep in thought. After a moment she decided to change the subject entirely. Looking toward the dresser she noticed his Polaroid camera. "Hey how about taking a picture of me? You know, the kind that only you and I can look at."
He shrugged.
"I want you to take a shot of me with my legs spread and your come oozing out of my twat. Will you? We can tear it up after we look at it, but I want to see what it looks like."
Sean grinned now. "Sure. If you want me to. I'll take any kind of shot you want."
He stood, still naked and took the camera to adjust the focus.
Sue rolled over on her back and spread her lean legs wide apart.
Sean took some close-ups of her pussy as it gaped open, the spent semen glistening on the puffy lips and on the inside of her thighs. He moved backwards and took some more, showing her entire body in his viewer.
As he snapped, he studied Sue's body. He was thinking about how her naked body would feel pressed against his again; hot, soft, smooth, and desirable. Man! Just looking at her tender, juicy body gave him another hard-on. He stepped closer now so he could catch the beads of sweat that lay between her hard, luscious tits. As he snapped the shutter he leaned to touch the girl's small chin with his finger.
"You really turn me on," he said.
"You do me, too, Sean."
Sean wanted to say something more, something that would tell her how he felt, but he couldn't find the words. All he could say, was, "Do you want to look at the pictures I took?"
She shook her head, "Not now."
He looked down into her eyes and saw all the pent-up passion lurking there. As gently as he could, Sean lowered himself and pressed his mouth to hers. Her lips felt hot and dry against his as they touched, and an electric current seemed to flow between them. Sean felt Sue's muscles ease and relax, felt her drop her arms, then felt Sue's arms slide upward so that her hands reached the back of his neck and pull him down to her warmness.
She moaned softly, almost inaudibly, as if the sound was for Sean's ears alone* As if he were handling fragile china, Sean touched Sue, slid his hands over the girl's naked skin, drew her in closely. He felt Sue's breasts touch his chest, and his throat knotted with excitement and lust. She felt so soft, so wonderful. The hardest thing about Sue was her nipples; hard little knots that dug into Sean's chest.
Now it was his turn to moan.
The sound of his lust affected Sue. "Oh Sean," she sighed, "You are such a man. Oh, I want you to do everything to me. Teach me all the ways. I want to fuck any way you want it. I want to try anything."
Sue was warming rapidly, Sean knew, and he shivered slightly at the thought. He liked the feel of this passionate young girl.
Twining against each other, the two delved deeper and deeper into a passion that neither of them had dreamed existed. Their mouths opened, their tongues tasted. They breathed each other's body smells, almost perfume to them. They savored all that existed between them; all that was different between them, and all that was the same. Masculine chest pressed against firm, soft breasts, passion-hardened nipples digging into masculine nipples. Soft, feminine arms and hard masculine arms twining around each other. They sank back to the bed and broke the kiss.
Sean let Sue nestle her head against his shoulder and he slid one exploratory firm hand over one of Sue's delicious young tits.
"You're so sweet and wonderful," Sean said to the young girl. Tenderly now, he patted Sue's breast, fascinated by the hard little nipple on the firm mound. "I love every part of you. I want to love you; to do everything to you that you want me to."
"I need love, Sean. I need it so much. I've never had it before. No one has really loved me."
"I do, my sweetie. I do," he said softly, hugging her tightly.
Sue's hand searched down his body and cupped his bag in one hand, her thumb brushing over the surface of it. "It feels so full, so ready."
"It is. It's all there for you," Sean replied, his voice a whisper of passion.
They kissed again, and this time there was more tenderness, more passion in the kiss. They started working harder, with the violence of love. They ground their mouths together, their tongues dueling and fighting for supremacy. Sean won and drove Sue's smaller tongue back and licked the roof of the girl's mouth; the back of her teeth; every part of the warm interior. Sue welcomed the intrusion by sucking, drawing as much of Sean's hard tongue into her own warm mouth as she could possibly take.
There was now none of the vile talk or the frankness of before. Sue had reverted back to the sweet young child that he had imagined her. She was his student and he was teaching her, leading her into the tenderness of love.
Sean groaned and Sue moaned.
Rougher now, Sean stroked Sue's little nipples, rolling the hardness in his fingers. He could feel the girl jerking and trembling and knew what she was feeling. He knew because he could almost feel it, too. He knew he was giving her pleasure as she was giving him pleasure. The thought of the identical pleasures sent ripples of desire flooding through him, and the knowledge of the thought was wild, insane, and wonderful all at once.
Snuggling together, the two reveled in the pure discovery of each other's body. Sean's slight beard brushed against Sue's pale, slender shoulder, while her feathery soft hair rubbed his cheek. He nibbled at her shell-like ear, and felt the girl gasp when he ran a tongue into the tiny opening. Sean shivered when Sue's sharp white teeth nipped at his tan shoulder, and he felt his own body shake with excitement. Slowly, their muscles relaxed again, and they lay on their sides on the softness of the bed, the fire inside them warming their naked bodies.
"God," Sean said softly, letting a rush of breath escape through his half-closed mouth, "You're the sexiest girl I've ever seen. You make me want to love you over and over. It's as if I am ready for you any time you want me. You know," he said, "a man usually can't stay hard all the time. A woman is ready any time though, but a man just can't keep it up, but baby, you make me feel like I can keep it hard all the time just for you."
"I'm glad," Sue said. "I want you to fuck me. Fuck me with everything you've got. Fuck me over and over, time after time, all the time."
Leaning back a bit, Sean could see the full length of Sue's graceful, young body. He admired the spare curves, the shadows and hollows, the gentle rounding of her belly and the jet blackness of the pubic hair shielding her slit. She looked breathtakingly pale, like alabaster. Her ribs were visible under her skin because she was so slender, and Sean stroked his fingers along the shadowy ripples. Sue's stomach trembled, and she dug her fingers into Sean's side fiercely.
"Oh, I like that," Sean said.
Sue mumbled something in agreement.
Her nipples were dark, hard knots begging for some more attention. Sean's hungry mouth was watering as he stared at them. Lowering his head, his mouth sought out the little buds of delight.
He flicked his tongue over one of Sue's small nipples, and he felt the girl jerk in response. Pursing his lips, he kissed the nipple wetly, then sucked on it tenderly. Opening his mouth wider, he sucked more of her small breast in, while bathing the nipple with his tongue. He felt Sue's breathing quicken and become irregular as if the girl were gasping for breath. At the same time, Sue's hand tightened on Sean's full bag until it almost hurt him. Then, helplessly, Sue let go and rolled quickly over on her back to sprawl out and open widely on the bed.
Sean hesitated, looked at the young girl tenderly, wondering what she wanted him to do now. There certainly wasn't any telling what she had in mind.
"Don't stop, Sean," she whispered, not opening her eyes. "Please don't stop."
With more passion now, since he knew he was really pleasing her, Sean bent his head and suckled one of the firm young tits, then the other. Sue tangled her fingers in his hair, and began stroking his neck and bare back. Out of the corner of his eyes, he could see the dark triangle of her sex, could see Sue rubbing her slender, pale white thighs together as her excitement built to a higher peak. Passionately again, Sean slid one hand down from Sue's smooth belly toward the dark patch. Sue shook and quivered, her fingers knotting in his hair.
"Yes, yes," she whispered, moaning. "You're doing it like I want you to. Oh, Sean, you know how to turn me on; how to please me. Ohhhhh I".
Like a creeping animal, Sean's hand crept into Sue's crinkly pubic hair. The girl spread her thighs, wider now, opening herself for his exploration. Sean slid his fingers down and down, finding the same slit there that he had felt before. The same slit that he had run his big cock in and out of heatedly. Carefully he cupped her bulging sex mound, feeling and liking the hot softness of the tissues under his fingers, the curving arch of her pubic bone under his palm. Sean pressed his whole hand down on Sue's cunt, and felt the girl respond by pushing her hips upward. Her pussy felt hot and sticky, and Sean realized that it was the renewed juices flowing freely and easy.
Now Sean had to have something at his own begging cock. Hesitantly, he released Sue's cunt, and felt the girl's disappointment. Sean sought the girl's hand, loosened it from his bag and guided it to his own eager cock. Sue's touch was frightened and shy, but it also felt searingly hot to Sean.
Sean spread his thighs, pressed Sue's hand around his swollen cock, then clamped his thighs down to trap the little hand. Now he worked his own hand back into Sue's wet, hot crotch. This time he slid one finger between the lips, and pressed it into the girl's cunt.
"Ohhhhhh, Sean," Sue purred, feeling the intrusion into her passion-filled pussy.
Her moist channel felt scalding hot and sticky and slimy with juices. Sean drove his long finger deeper into her and felt the girl's hips surge upward. At the same time Sue worked her hand up and down his rigid fuck pole, and Sean thought he was going to die from the sheer pleasure of the moment. Now he spread his thighs wide and let Sue take total possession of his throbbing hard cock. He looked down to where his own thick pleasure finger was buried in the young girl's juicy hole.
He studied it a moment as it probed into Sue's girlish tight pussy, then his gaze shifted to where her hand clutched his cock. He shuddered with pleasure.
"Your hand feels good on there," he said, "What if I shoot my wad all over you?"
"Oh, Sean, I want it in me. I want to feel it in me, in my mouth, in my pussy, just inside me somewhere. It's too precious to waste."
Now Sean felt wildly excited, though nowhere near his climax, yet. This excitement was something else. Maybe it was the thrill of discovery. The tenderness of the moment was something to consider, too. It didn't really matter, he decided* He looked down again and realized that they their mutual emotion-filled lovemaking.
He felt they both needed to prolong it this time, to make it last. Lightly, Sean withdrew his dripping finger from Sue's slippery cunt, and theatrically licked the juices off slowly.
"Taste me," he whispered to her. "I've tasted you and it's so good. Now take my cock in your mouth and taste me. It's really something."
Sean turned to bring his head toward Sue's crotch. Bending and leaning over, he slowly lowered his face toward her pussy, his eyes riveted on the curling hair and the gleaming pink tissues. An animal odor, wild animal, assaulted his senses, attracting him even more. His mouth watering with a wild appetite, Sean lowered his face to Sue's pubic bush and wedged his tongue deep into the young girl's hot, juicy slit.
It tasted wonderful and exciting to him. Driven by a wild desire for more, he jammed his tongue deep into her tender cunt, shifting around to get the best possible angle for his attack. His knee bumped against something, and he pulled his head back to glance up along the length of Sue's supine body. He found that his knee was against the side of her head. Carefully he lifted it and straddled her, returning his face to the musky cunt as soon as he could, unwilling to sacrifice a moment of the taste and lust he was finding there.
"Good, good," Sue was muttering almost incoherently, as she bathed in the pleasure of what was happening to her.
When her hands closed around his butt cheeks, Sean almost jumped with excitement. He let his hips drop, still eating happily at Sue's juicy cunt. He mumbled through the tissues of the hot slit, but the words were jumbled and didn't make any sense.
The touch of Sue's tongue on his cock set off rockets of passion in him, making him drive his own mouth down on the girl's pussy even harder. Ramming in his tongue, deep, deep, into her steaming snatch, Sean lowered his hips and felt the girl's mouth close around his dong. The explosion of pleasure almost lifted him to the peak of an orgasm. He dug his chin into the young girl's slit, and was rewarded with a flow of juices that almost drowned him, as Sue's hips jammed upward in response.
He could feel her hot mouth close around his rigid shaft. The tingling sensation it brought filled his entire body.
Head to crotch, the two lovers tangled in the center of the bed. Hands gripping each other's buttocks and thighs, they drove each other crazy with their mouths. Sue's almost gagged in the deep penetration of her throat as she swallowed the gigantic love pole.
Sean was nearly delirious with pleasure, boiling and churning, churning and seething, his huge body betraying him with its convulsions. He was coming and coming and coming, and he knew he was drowning Sue with the flood of semen pouring out of his cock. But he couldn't pull away from the girl. Sean was driving his own mouth into Sue's gushing pussy, and her slender thighs clamped around his head like a vise, trapping him there until he was afraid he was going to suffocate.
All at once it was over. Sue's body went from spasmodic tightness to total limpness. Sean's own intense orgasm was passing its peak, its plateau, leaving him quivering with exhaustion. He was dimly aware of Sue freeing her mouth from his limp cock, and he struggled with his last reserve of strength to help. Finally, he managed to lift his leg and tumble away.
Sprawling on his back, exhausted, he let blackness sweep over him as he fought for breath and sanity.
Later, Sean felt as if he was drifting in a soft, warm, gray cloud of semisleep, in limbo, feeling wonderful, almost sated. His body was totally relaxed, tired with the delicious exhaustion that comes from such exercise. Vague, peaceful dreams floated through his mind.
CHAPTER FOUR
"Wow. Sean," Sue said, after they had rested, and after Sean had taken a few more Polaroid shots of her. "I like to fuck. Just as simple as that. I like it. I like it any way I can get it."
"You about fucked me in, little one," Sean replied, a tired smile on his face. He had never seen just a fucking machine. There had been girls who liked to fuck, but this Sue, Hell, this girl loved to fuck and probably from now on out, would live to fuck. And the pictures. Hell, he could take any shot of her he wanted. He had already taken pictures of her finger-fucking, of her using a candlestick, of her pussy dripping with milky come, hell, what was left, he wondered. Later, he could look at the pictures and recall in detail each part of the young girl's body.
Noticing Sue watching him, Sean said, "I guess this day is about shot and my cock is about spent. In fact it's worn to almost nothing. All shriveled up."
"The poor little thing," Sue grinned in mock sympathy.
Sean studied her. "I wish I could get it up again. The sight of you lying there is a sight to behold."
"Do I really still turn you on? I think you've about fucked me out, too," She appeared thoughtful, then added, "I thought men were through with a woman after they had screwed her. At least that's what my mother always told me,"
"Not me."
"You mean you'd still fuck me?"
"Hell, yes. You got a hell of a lot of good fucking left in you," he joked. "Matter of fact, Fin not sure I could ever wear you out or get tired of you myself."
"Do you think Fm a nymphomaniac?" She appeared very serious, lying on her back at the moment, heels pulled tightly against her butt and knees pressed firmly together, as if she were lying in a warm womb.
"I guess," Sean replied, equally serious, "that there's a difference between a girl being a nympho and just being ready to fuck at the drop of a hat." He reached down and parted her knees. She whimpered.
"You're not a nympho," he assured her.
Roughly now, he seized her ankles and lifted them to push her thighs against her belly. With his other hand he ran his finger into her wide-open cunt. He probed until he felt the moisture start gathering. "See," he said, "I proved my point. All I have to do is to touch you and you're ready. And you like it. See. Something else. If I was to ram my cock in you now you'd have an orgasm, right?"
"Right," she said nodding her head the best she could in the awkward position.
"Okay, then, that proves it. A nympho rarely ever is satisfied. She just can't make it. With her? screwing is nothing. It is something she does. But she's never satisfied, nor does she have orgasms. She just can't enjoy fucking. It's only a sick thing with her. A search or something." He probed a bit more, then added, "See how you're enjoying this?"
Sue nodded. "Yeah," she sighed. "I am enjoying it for sure. I wish that cock of yours would get hard again. You could make me happy. Or rather," she giggled, "happier."
"Well, I'll be damned," Sean said, disbelief in his face. "My cock is hard. I can't believe it. I was just gooffing around, and will you look at it."
He knelt at her ass and let her calves rest on his upper arms. By leaning over her, he forced her legs back and rotated her butt into the air. In a moment, Sue felt his cockhead at her cunt-mouth.
"I like it, I like it, I like it," Sue chanted over and over as she felt the probing cock.
Sean pressed his cockhead in, forcing her cunt open more widely and sliding it inward, deeply. A single, hard tremor shook him as the pussy walls opened widely and his heavy cock entered. His bulbous cockhead surged back and forth among her internal organs, jostling and displacing them to create inner sensation unique to sex.
"You like, huh," he grinned, teasing her.
"Yesssss, I like."
Sean was in no hurry to reach another orgasm; in fact, he doubted that he could. He just felt lucky his cock had gotten hard again; so his interest was clearly oriented toward a leisurely exploration of possibilities, rather than toward direct progress to a culminating release of his passions. He pulled his cock free and rolled Sue onto her side. Trapping her knees against her chest, he lowered himself and burrowed his cock into her again, working his knees forward so one thigh pressed at her back while the other lay against the backs of her thighs. Cradled between his warm legs, she moaned contentedly, as if willing to be used in any way Sean so desired.
Now he backed off. "Let's get you up where I can get a good, full penetration, baby," he remarked.
She nodded in agreement, ready for anything.
He raised her ass and positioned her on her knees. With her hands secured as they were at her ankles, her shoulders pressed into the bed, where she had been lying, she had to turn her head to avoid smothering her face. Hands on her hips, Sean knelt astride her legs. She quivered with excitement when his cockhead penetrated the heart of her hot cunt again.
"You know," she said. "It seems strange that I can still feel such an emotion after the different ways we've been screwing today. I think this facedown, butt-up position is the ultimate. I feel wide open to you. It's like, well, like I was a love slave and you control me completely, like a stern father controls a child."
"You are my love slave," Sean said. He clutched her hips tightly, his finger digging into her flesh. She tensed when, with a sudden surge, Sean blasted against her. His cock burst through her gaping cuntmouth and plunged to its full depth in her and his groin slammed against her upturned pussy with a crash that nearly drove her head through the floor.
"Eeeyahhhgghhh!" she screamed out. "You're driving me out of my mind."
"Good, good," Sean said, emotionally involved now in what he was doing. He hadn't planned it this way. Really, he had just wanted to pleasure her, to please her, to show her that she was something, something great.
Sean continued to immobilize her hips, gripping them with brutal force, and he pounded her with his groin as if her aching cunt were a cushion. Her boobs hung inverted, the nipples in the carpet, and every blow made them surge wildly among the tangled mess of the love bed He purposely held a total disregard for her comfort now-his savage force and the incredible sense of not caring was getting its results. When he had stopped trying to please her; when he had started letting his animal instincts take her, he had begun to really please her with the savage way he was assaulting her.
Sue was being affected, too, acting wildly, she was screaming out for more, pounding her head against the wall and whimpering as if in intense pain.
As Sean screwed her he realized that his roughness was only making her more passionate. She was enjoying it, really digging it. God! What a girl, he thought. What a little fucking machine.
Maturity wouldn't help her a bit, he decided. She was a natural and was learning quickly. There just wasn't much he could teach her after this day.
He kept plunging his cock into the depths of her hot tight cunt. The harder he plunged, the more force and violence he threw at her, the better she seemed to like it. She responded to roughness as she did to tenderness. He had never met any one quite like her before.
"How do you like it now," he asked, his voice raspy from the tightness in it.
"Great! Oh, it's so great! Push it harder. I want you to be rougher with me. Oh, wow! Sean, I love it! I adore it! I can't get enough of it!"
Suddenly without warning, without Sean's even being aware it was happening, he was shooting into her. It wasn't much, but he was coming. Everything seemed to be spinning around and around.
As soon as the first hot drop hit her deep inside, Sue let out a slight shrill scream, and Sean felt her vaginal muscles tightening around his spurting cock.
He felt paralyzed, as if he couldn't move. When finally he found some strength he pulled his limp, sore cock from her dripping box and then he sprawled over onto his back. "Whewww!" he exhaled through tightened lips.
It was almost an hour later before he said, "Little girl, you done wore me out. You wore me to nothing."
Sue raised up on an elbow and smiled, her face a picture of innocence. "I'm really glad. You make me all so ... I guess you just make me feel all grown-up."
"You are grown-up, my sweet."
She leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. "Will you be my Daddy, my sugar Daddy? I need someone to take care of me."
"Baby girl, I'll take care of you."
"Oh, Daddy, my sweet Daddy. I love you so."
Sean studied her innocent face for a long time.
For the next month Sue stayed with Sean. Even when Billy Earle came back and talked to her about moving back in with him.
Billy had worked a deal to write two songs Bonnie and she promised to give him a solo at least once a week whenever they were on the road. He seemed so excited with his own affairs that he didn't mind at all that Sue had moved in with Sean.
"He's teaching me to sing," she announced proudly." Then when you get your first big record you can help me with mine."
"Right on," Billy agreed, not really even hearing her.
CHAPTER FIVE
It was through Sean that Sue first met Cal Buckley. The big Texas Cowboy, as he called himself, was making an appearance at the Opry, and Sean took Sue along to meet him.
Cal Buckley was a legend in the country music field. He had gotten his start after coming out of the military service in Korea. His first recording had sold over a million records and he had kept himself on the charts every year since.
"Yeah, little lady," Cal told her after the three of them went out to Cal's place for drinks after the show, "I been a long time in this business and it takes everything I can do to keep up with all the competition. And there's a helluva bunch of talented kids out there trying to take it all away from me."
Sue sat and listened, hoping she'd get a chance to sing for him. She had hoped that Sean would say something, but all Sean did was to talk about some new songs he had about ready for Cal to listen to.
"You bring 'em out, hoss," Cal said. "I need all the help I can get."
They talked way into the night and early morning. When it came time to go, Sue had fallen asleep on the couch. "Hell, leave her out here, Sean, boy. You can come back out and get her tomorrow evening. I got a daughter out in California about her age, maybe even older."
Sean appeared to trust the older man. "Okay," he agreed.
The next afternoon, after Sue had showered, she was sitting in the den with Cal. He had told her all about the business, or as much as he felt she would understand. They were talking about his gold records and he started telling her about them. Around the walls of his den he had them hung. One had slipped and was hanging crooked. When Cal brought the ladder to climb and straighten it, Sue said, "Let me, Cal. I want to touch one of them, anyway."
She suddenly remembered that she had washed her panties out and had left them hanging in the bathroom. The thought made her start thinking about how nice it would be to go to bed with the big cowboy.
Cal had her standing near the top of the ladder, and when he walked beneath her to balance her, he noticed she wasn't wearing panties. "Hot damn," he murmured, so low she couldn't hear it. Perfect, he thought, maybe she was more on the make than he had first imagined. As he stared up at her cunt, not making any bones about it, he felt a warm flush spread up through his body.
When the girl stretched out her arms, she presented him with a totally unimpeded view as she wobbled back and forth. Losing her balance, she stared falling. Cal grasped her firmly and she fell against him, twisting as she fell so that her arms were around his shoulders.
He was holding her securely, one hand around her legs and one around her waist as he gently lowered her down to the ground. The girl panted loudly, as Cal deposited her lightly on the soft rug.
"Are you all right?" he asked, kneeling before her with a look of concern in his eyes. Her skirt was thrown back a few inches, hiking up around her thighs, but she did nothing to cover herself. Leaning back, she propped herself up on one elbow.
"I think I twisted my ankle," she whispered, suddenly wincing as if in pain. "Feel it, Cal. Maybe it's broken, or something."
Cal remained as cooperative as ever. A look of genuine concern showed in his eyes, or at least he hoped it did. He was pleased to note, however, that her dress had crept up her smooth legs even more. As he reached out to touch her ankles he noted that his fingers were visibly trembling nervously.
"That feels fine," she whispered sexually, leaning back even more, opening her tanned legs slightly until Cal had no trouble making out the shape and configuration of what was barely hidden between her spread-eagled thighs. "Your hands are so firm, and, uh, feel so good. Keep working on my ankle. I think it's helping."
His fingers began to work on her ankle, massaging it, as his chest rose and fell almost violently. His face was flushed and he knew what was causing it. As he felt her smooth skin under his hot fingers, as he felt her firm ankle, moving on upward, rubbing slightly higher, he felt a rush of sensual pleasure, and he knew that she must feel it, too. He knew she was feeling it in her cunt because she wiggled and squirmed ever so slightly, as the walls of her pussy dampened with the growing heat and the building ardor of her lust.
Even though Gal knew the effect his manipulations were having on her, he said nothing. Seeing how she was leaning back, still moaning softly with what sounded like genuine moans of pain, he kept massaging her ankle.
"A little higher, I think," she said, finally breaking the silence.
Cal was barely able to control his growing excitement as his hands moved higher, up along the girl's calf, fondling and kneading her flesh as she tried wiggling toward him.
Cal wished he could reach into the girl's mind and make sure that what he was doing was affecting her as much as it was him.
It was! Sue liked what he was doing to her, and she had planned it all, knowing what it would probably do. He had something she wanted, and it wasn't all in his pants, but she knew she had to have what was in his pants, or to let him have what was in hers, before she got what she had really come after.
She glanced down at his crotch as he knelt before her, resting his weight on the backs of his legs. And, sure enough, she was pleased to see that the rounded bulge of his cock had definitely gotten larger. The swelling seemed disproportionate, too pronounced to be taken lightly.
It tented up the front of his jeans as she detected a slight movement behind the fly. The warmth increased, and she pushed her backside up off the rug, unable to stop herself, not wanting to mask her growing desire and pleasure and just plain, pure delight.
Even the way his hands moved, how they were now openly caressing her calf, excited her incredibly. She kept staring at the outline of his cock and then fell back against the softness of the rug, closing her eyes, waiting for him to take her, to ravish her just the way she had imagined it would be with him.
"Sue," he started to say, looking at her as she reclined on the rug.
But she didn't answer him. She didn't want anything to interrupt her feelings.
She waited, holding her breath almost, until finally it happened. From her calf he moved his fingers lightly up her leg, past the bony crown of one shapely knee. And then he was gently brushing his hands against her thighs, and she whimpered softly, egging him on, almost begging to be taken and used in any manner he saw fit.
Cal acted as if he could not control himself any longer in what he was doing to her.
The very sight of the young girl lying there, her firm pear-shaped jugs poking forward, the nipples distended and pressing tautly against the front of her thin blouse drove him mad with lust.
And when he glanced up, he could see the barest hint of her pubic mound, lying there, just waiting for him to use in any manner he desired. His fingers stole on up her firm thighs, and she kept murmuring softly, refusing to open her eyes.
Sue saw him openly ogling her naked pussy, the tip of his tongue slipping out of his parted lips, moistening his mouth as his fingers trembled, and then he mumbled something under his breath and pressed his hand fiat against her naked quivering cunt.
"Cal!" she said aloud. "Cal! What are you doing? Oh, but it feels so nice and ... oh yes, do it, do it some more, it feels so nice!" she pleaded.
"Like this?"
"Yes," she repeated, realizing that it was much easier than she had expected. He would make her all right, and she didn't have to do anything to goad him on. All she had to do was to let him make the moves.
Just the way his palm pushed down against her hairy gash made her cunt juice gush downward, moistening her tract. Her hips were pulsating and she arched her lithesome back, pushing her aching box flat against his hot hand until there was no hiding her intentions, no hiding the desire she felt, and Cal's as well.
He couldn't stop himself anyway, now that he was touching her, staring at her quivering box with a gleam in his eyes. He rubbed his palm over the swollen mound, feeling the way her cunt hairs stuck to his palm, already glistening wet with her sap. Sue opened her legs even wider, goading him on as the thin outer lapels of yearning flesh parted ever so lightly, revealing the hidden mysteries of her tight young vagina.
They would not be mysteries to this man for long.
"Cal, what are you doing?" she asked again, knowing full well what the singer was thinking. "It feels so strange, so wonderfully strange, you touching me there. Yes, do it! Do anything, anything!"
The plaintive tone of her voice fairly amazed him, and he reached down with both hands, gently spreading apart the narrow outer lips to reveal her clitoris poking forward from the top of her vulva. The little pea-shaped morsel of flesh wiggled its enticements, and Cal felt his cock swelling heatedly inside his pants.
"Ohhhhhhh," Sue moaned.
Throwing all caution to the winds, he suddenly groaned loudly and flung himself down between her legs, smashing his mouth against her quivering and juicy box. Sue arched her pubis, pushed it toward him, and clawed at the rug with her hands, almost screaming out.
She felt his tongue sweeping out, diving right inside and curling around her clitoris. It was long and wet and raspy and she began to moan with growing pleasure as he licked and tongued her moist and slippery vagina.
He was making whining, doglike sounds as he lashed away with his tongue.
"Yes, more. Do it more," Sue kept repeating, looking down between her legs as Cal panted and tongued her with short lapping strokes, muzzling her box with his face. She felt his spittle come drooling out of his mouth, mingling with her own juices.
The heat of her passionate lust was building up, far more quickly than she had ever built up before, even when she masturbated. It was growing uncontrollable, and she kept pushing toward him as he scaled the walls of her snatch and sponged them down, his tongue pistoning in and out like a small but masterful penis.
"Oh, Cal! Oh migodddddd," she cooed.
Sue had never imagined how nice it would feel with him. She had never seen a guy's, or rather felt-she almost giggled when she thought of it-she had never seen a guy's tongue work so frantically. Just the way Cal's head bobbed up and down, the way he moaned and shook against her, excited her beyond belief. She reached out then and touched his curly, sweat-wet hair, pushing his face deeper and harder against her trembling cunt.
"Cal! Cal!" she moaned.
He was gobbling her up, literally and figuratively, chewing delicately on the tiny pulpy bud of her clitoris until she couldn't see straight. And as he probed deeper, keeping her cunt lips wide open with his feverish hands, she knew that she couldn't stop herself or stop him either, for that matter.
She knew that any second it was going to happen, and she waited for what she hoped would be the first of many climaxes with an expression of incredible delight etched upon her lips. "Faster!" she heard herself ranting. "Drink it down, suck on it. Eat me out. Cal! Oh, Cal, you're so good, soooooo goodddddddd!"
Cal didn't have to be told what to do. He kept on doing what came naturally to him.
He stared down at the dark pink interior of Sue's pussy, whimpering softly to himself. And then his nostrils flared, and he inhaled deeply, savoring the delicate fragrance of her girlish and musky trench. Her clit wobbled on its short stem, and he kept sucking it up into his mouth, much to both their delights.
She screamed out again in utter pure joy. "Oh, Cal! Oh dear ... you're so good!" She sighed, "Fuck me!"
And when he heard her begging to be fucked, her slurped greedily, tonguing her cunt until she writhed and thrashed about on the rug.
She was about to come!
"Feel it!" she screamed out as her orgasm consumed her and drove her wild. "Suck, suck suck. Good! Good! Oh so good! Harder now, Call Oh harder. Oh yes! Oh my goddd! Oh my ohhhhhhhhhhhh ... I'm coming Yes! I'm coming! Oh, Cal, I'mmmmmm commiiiimming.'' She was screaming and yelling and jerking as spasm after spasm hit her, causing her young body to jump and thrash about.
Her words and actions amazed her as much as they amazed Cal. She kept mewling, bucking and pitching her body toward him, shoving her eager hairy crotch against his wildly sucking lips as the juice of her lust and as the result of her climax gushed down, hot and spicy, running down her legs, soaking into Gal's, mingling with his sweat.
He sucked it up into his mouth, tasting her dew and licking his feverish lips. The girl was begging for it, and he kept eating her out, long after the last waves of the pleasurable orgasm had coursed through her flailing body sending shock wave after shock wave racing.
Sue lay there, finally, exhausted, but still not totally or completely satisfied. She knew Cal had to be satisfied, too, and she waited.
She wanted more too, but that would come later. Cal sensed that she need more sex as his own satisfied lust and need built. He would see that she got her fill.
Sue needed it so badly. She knew exactly what it was she wanted too. She looked up at him and saw his thick sensual lips glistening and smeared with her come. He was unconsciously rubbing one hand against his groin, playing with himself so that she saw the outline and how the bulge of his cock had swelled to what seemed to her to be monstrous, very monstrous proportions.
"Oh!" she mumbled, half to herself. It was so big, too big!
But, regardless of the size, she had to have some of it, even if it tore her wide open. She was confident that she could take it, though, she kept assuring herself. Slowly, reading his thoughts in the way he openly fondled his still hidden meat, licking his lips as his eyes kept devouring her body, and her cunt in particular, Sue slowly nodded her head, "Go ahead," she mumbled softly, ordering him on.
"You'll like it," he assured her.
And Sue knew she would!
Her hands moved self-consciously to the budding mounds of her ripe and jutting breasts. And then she began to play with her sensitive boobs, tweaking the nipples as she kept her blouse and bra in place, listening to the way Cal was panting and seeing how his chest rose and fell as heatedly as her own.
The more she watched, the more she pulled at her breasts, the greater desire she had to try this gigantic hard piece of muscular meat.
"I'm going to fuck you," Cal said, his words hissing out from between his clenched and hungry lips, a look of lust on his face.
Sue nodded.
"I'm going to fuck the shit right outtta you. Wow! girl, you really got me turned on."
It was not exactly the way Sue had planned it with this man. She had wanted him to rape her-or almost rape her-if there was such a thing. She had wanted him to force himself on her so that she would be his victim-then she would have recourse. But he had made her so hot she wanted to be devoured, as if by a hungry animal. Cal had not really been forceful enough for her purposes. She wanted to be brutally taken, without being hurt too severely, of course, but at least she wanted something to use as a lever.
She decided right then that something had to be done to change the course of action.
"Maybe," she whispered with a cruel smile, one hand moving down to play with her cunt, her fingers sliding through her crinkly, wet pubic hair. "Maybe I'll let you fuck me and maybe I won't. I only want a real man, Cal. Are you a real man? You look too meek to me." She waited for the effect of her words.
Cal looked at her and there was a sudden trace of anger which pleased her. It was all going to work out, and knowing this, Sue kept at it, teasing him by the way she slowly edged her middle finger right inside her pussy. She pushed it down, pulled it out and waved it before his face, then she thrust it into her mouth and licked it dry.
Cal just watched. He let the mock anger show in his face. He knew what this young girl needed. She wanted him to be more forceful with her, and if that was what she wanted that was what she'd get, he decided. He watched her fingering herself and forced a grin back that tried to work its way onto his face.
Now Sue moved both hands to her box, rubbing her long fingers along the insides of her creamy smooth thighs. Cal stayed where he was, kneeling in front of her and following her lewd and obscene gestures with a pair of open and unblinking eyes. His throat felt dry, and his sense of anger, of being teased and toyed with, manipulated perhaps, rose up like the taste of bitter bile inside of him. After all, it was he who was supposed to do the seducing, not her, not this young girl, who was supposed to be too young to know anything at all about sex, especially what she was doing. Suddenly he realized that she was only doing it to tease him, to cause him to be a bit more brutal with her. Perhaps this would prove all right. He would certainly show her how rough he could be. If he was rough enough to satisfy her, then later he wouldn't feel so bad about what he was doing to her.
"Maybe," Sue said again, knowing how well it was all working out. The throbbing of Cal's cock grew more and more pronounced. Then his expression changed to rage and incredible anger.
"I'll fuck you," he barked, pushing her hands away from her cunt as he reached down and quickly unzipped his fly. "I may be meek with you, but I'm a big enough man for you, baby. I'm gonna fuck you good and hard. Pm going to shove it in so rough you'll be screaming out with pain. I'll show you how a Texas man fucks a woman."
"Show me, Cal. Show me what you have to give me. Maybe it's good and maybe it isn't," she went on, no longer self-conscious or afraid of what she was doing or saying to this man. All she wanted was for him to be a bit more rough with her now.
Having unzipped his jeans, Cal unbuckled the belt and then pulled his shirt up around his stomach, not even bothering to take it off. Sue was surprised to see that his stomach was slightly hairy, the muscles lean like a washboard, rippling and pulsating as he quickly got to his feet, the front of his pants dangling down before her.
"My," Sue sighed.
Then, quick and impatient, Cal pushed them down off of his hips, his fingers shoving them down until they fell around his ankles, and Sue could not help but gasp, seeing the rigid silhouette of his penis still hidden behind the front of his shorts.
"Oh, yes, I'm gonna enjoy this, you little vixen," he mumbled hooking his thumbs beneath the elastic waistband of his shorts.
Sue could not stop staring.
Her eyes wandered from the rippling lines of muscle which fanned out over Cal's stomach, down past the long thick curving outline of his big penis. Then, farther still, to the pair of thick-haired and muscular legs, the thighs seeming as big around as her own narrow little waist.
She knew Cal would not disappoint her and hearing the way he snapped the waistband-as if to entice her just as she had tried-and succeeded; she thought-to entice him; she looked up and opened her mouth, a soundless cry of amazement and delight bubbling up from between her widely parted red lips.
For as she watched, everything she had dreamed about in the past happened. She had always wondered how great it would be to be taken like this, violated, raped, brutalized, loved.
Everything she had thought about, dreamed about, was finally becoming a reality and as she watched with startled and unblinking eyes, Cal pulled his tight-fitting jockey shorts all the way down, past his hips, past his thighs, down to his ankles.
And then she saw it and she could barely believe her own eyes.
It was, at first glance, incredibly larger and thicker than she had ever imagined a penis could be. Nothing in the past-none of the big cocks or pictures of big cocks she had seen-had prepared her for this. For, arching out like a third arm, a veritable pole of pulsating meat, was Cal's thick, stiff, raging pecker.
"Oh wow," she gasped, spewing her hot breath out between puckered lips. "It's so big, so fucking big. You'll tear me open with it."
"Maybe," Cal said.
The cock was as swarthy and dark as Cal's own tanned skin, the head even darker as he skinned his cock back and looked down at her, smiling at the sight of her opened mouth and startled expression. The head was smooth as a mushroom, round and velvety, and Sue saw how the veins beneath the ruddy skin along the shaft were bulging, braided almost, as Cal began to rub his fingers up and down the length of his penis.
"I don't think, I ... uh, are you sure it will fit into me?" Sue asked, her face still frozen with an amazed expression.
"Oh, hell, yes," Cal said, "it'll fit all right You'll be surprised how it will fit. Baby doll, I'm going to fuck you good. This cock ought to be enough for you? Don't you agree?"
"Yes, oh yes, I guess so," she whispered, her throat incredibly dry as she kept staring, still not believing the size of it. Cal's cock was definitely larger and much thicker than anything she would possibly ever imagine. She wondered how in the world she would ever accommodate the size of it, how he could ever be able to move right up into the depths of her hot and steaming cunt like she wanted him to. She wanted to feel him splitting her open, screwing her into the floor, but god oh god, would she be able to stand such a huge rigid pole of a cock?
But she would try to take it, that she knew for sure. She had to have this stiff huge male thing inside her, driving her crazy with the pleasurable sensation of it.
She spread her legs as wide apart as possible, noticing how Cal's balls swayed between his burly thighs, a hairy wrinkled fist which looked strangely alluring and so damned mysterious. Thinking that his nuts held a reservoir of semen, semen she had needed so badly since that time a few short weeks ago. God, she thought, how had she done without it for so long?
Now thinking of the huge sac of semen, she wondered if her small cunt passage would be able to withstand the additional load when his huge cock shot off inside her.
Cal was too impatient to hold back any longer. Not even bothering to take off his shirt or pull up her blouse so he could look at her boobs, he just took hold of his thick, straining phallus and directed the head of his virile cock right down between the pale puffy lips of her sweet young vagina.
"You going to ram it in?" she asked, holding her breath as she awaited his reply.
"Shit yes!"
He touched the lips of her vagina with the head of his leaking organ and both of them shivered and convulsed at the first contact of their sexes, Then, pushing down as Sue sucked in her breath, Cal managed to wedge the head of his meat right inside the vestibule, the entrance to her snatch.
Sue let out a wail, "Ohhhhhhhhhh, it won't fit. I just know it won't. Wait! Please wait!"
"Now," he said abruptly.
"Hmmmmmmmmmmm," she groaned, half in fright and half in anticipated painful pleasure.
Sue watched him and felt the pressure building up. Her cunt walls were stretched widely, and the outer lips seemed to fasten themselves around the sides of Cal's cock, holding it into place. So far, there was no hard pain, and she continued to grit her teeth and wait. She wanted him to keep on doing what he was doing, though. If she could take it all ... the thought caused another violent shiver to course through her body.
"Shit, baby doll. You are so tight. So fucking tight," Cal moaned as he saw how the lips of her snatch were widely distended, blocked, and held open and apart by the round blood-engorged head of his penis. "I don't know whether I'm gonna make it all the way in or not."
Then, bracing himself with his hands outstretched, his palms flat on the floor and his sneakers digging toeholds in the hard surface, Cal thrust forward with his weight centered at his hips. Sue winced, and as she watched she felt more and more of the burly virile man's penis disappearing between her legs.
"It's going in," she uttered in surprise. "Going in. Oh, wow, oh man, it's going to make it all the way in. I know it will."
Cal knew exactly what he was doing. The friction was far more intense than he had imagined, but it was so fucking good, he decided. His cock seemed to skid along her tight moist cunt walls, filling her incredibly.
"Fuck me!" she whispered over and over, "Get it all in big daddy, and fuck me, oh! Please! Fuck me. Fuck me right through the floor." She kept repeating this again and again as she watched him pounding down, funneling more and more of his enormous throbbing masculine cock right into her tight vagina.
"I'm going to, doll. I'm going to fuck you until you scream for help."
And Cal did not stop, not even when she cried out in real pain.
The scream only made him work harder, pushing and plowing forward so that he was all the way in her in two more in-strokes. His balls whacked furiously against the upraised cheeks of her tight ass, and when Sue threw her legs up around his heaving, sweaty back, locking her ankles, Cal slid his huge ramming rod all the way inside, right up to the very root.
"Now, little teaser," he challenged, "How's that?"
"Ohhhh," she cooed, but from her sound you couldn't tell whether it was a cry of pleasure or a cry of both. Cal decided it was a mixture; that she was on a scale and the pain was being balanced out by the pleasure.
"Oh," she cried out again, but this time it was definitely in favor of pleasure.
Cal's pubic bush, so much hairier and denser than Sue's, looked strangely salacious as it tangled with her own fleecy thick curls and ringlets. As for Sue, she felt so filled, so crammed with pulsating throbbing dong, that she was now unable to speak.
And when Cal began to piston his dick into her, pulling it almost all the way out before fiercely shoving forward again, she thought that she could do this forever, unable to stop the pure pleasure which was gradually consuming her body.
Despite her initial fears, there was no longer any pain at all; only pleasure; deep, sensuous, out-of-sight pleasure, consuming her.
"Ohhhhhhh Calllllillll," she moaned.
Her pussy was elastic and youthful enough to take the thickness and length of the man's formidable penis. She felt Cal's sweat against her belly, and he curled his lips back like a rutting animal as he kept at it, shoving forward, harder and harder. Forward, and into her, again and again, each blow pounding and thrusting, driving her lean hips into the hard floor.
She moved with him now, rocking back and forth on the floor, thrusting her hips toward his groin as he kept digging his meat into her pussy. And she found herself experimenting, using her inner cunt muscles to nip his swiftly sliding, pounding cock shaft, and holding it down inside her so that she would feel every vessel as it filled her. Cal was going insane with passion, increasing the power of each thrust.
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" he kept saying. "Sweet tight little pussy. Oh wow! Oh man! So tight! Fm going to fill you, baby. Buckets of hot come. Yes, feel it? Can you feel it? Am I man enough for you or do you want me to make it rougher. Do you like it?"
"Yes! Yes!" she screamed out as he fell against her, his hands grabbing hold of her tits, thrust right up under her blouse as he twisted her nipples savagely, pulling on them as she felt his weight and the pressure of his cock against her body.
"Oh yes! Hurt me! Twist them! Pinch them!" she pleaded over and over again.
Cal kept pounding into her, playing with her boobs, bending his head down to nibble them as his balls kept hitting her, and she seemed to lose all track of time. Then when she started to come, she urged him to join her, no longer able or even willing to hold back.
"Come! Come!" she called out.
"I will," he answered.
"Do it," she whimpered, whining and panting as he lay against her, the firm muscular cheeks of his ass clenching and unclenching in time to the rhythm of his deep and pistoning cock strokes.
"I'm going to fill you," he threatened.
"Yes! Come on, Daddy. Oh yes, do it! Shoot it inside me, come! Come inside me as much as you can. I can't stop! So big; so much cock. I can feel it. Oh I can feel it. It's so good, so goooooooooooooooddddddd!"
And then her words turned into incoherent ramblings as she mumbled and threw her arms around him, pressed the full length of her body against his sweaty muscular form and come as she had never come before.
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhh!" she moaned in pleasure, her eyes rolling back into her head.
The intensity of her orgasm left her speechless as she thrashed about beneath him and a great gush of oily sap flowed down the well-filled walls of her steaming hole, coating his fast-moving dick until he too could not help himself any longer; he could not stop himself as his throbbing balls seemed to contract and his body stiffened and convulsed spasmodically.
"Ohhhh," he groaned, a sound of pure pleasure, "Soooooo fucking goooooooooood!"
A trickle of drool sluiced out of the corner of his lips and ran down her chest as she felt the increased throbbings of his penis and the way he shivered and moaned against her. And then his come gushed up like a huge, wild geyser, a fountain of hot cream splashing heavily inside her pussy.
"Wild! Wild! Wild!" she screamed.
"Ohhhh," he continued to moan with passion.
She felt the first thick wads of his semen splattering against her cunt like bullets, thick gushing pellets of his creamy milk.
"Come," he kept repeating, unable to stop shaking as his cock ejaculated like a machine gun, one fast blast of cream following another in rapid and seemingly wet endless succession.
"Yes, yes, yes!" she crooned to him as he filled her twat.
"Oh, baby," he murmured, through his spasming, "you're so good, so tight and so good. That good pussy; so tight, so good," he continued to groan, and the moaning echo of it sounded like the wail of an animal, as he lay against her, his throbbing cock twitching and his cream pouring out until Sue felt as if she was flooded by the stuff, bathed in semen.
"Oh Cal," she moaned. "I like it so much. Oh, Cal, Cal! It's so good with you."
"You're good, too," Cal said, grunting it out as he spoke. "I can give you all the fucking you need, any time you need it."
CHAPTER SIX
Cal let Sue stay with him now. He and Sean had come to a compromise on some songs, Sue had listened in while they talked, and the arrangement sounded just like another music city business deal.
She also got to sing for Cal. He studied her for some time before saying, "Hey, you're not half bad. All you need is the right song. Tell you what-I might let you sing with me some night."
Sue was all over him, smothering his face with kisses. And she kept after him until he did let her sing. The response from her first appearance wasn't the greatest, but because of their love for Cal, his fans applauded her enough to give her a taste for it. She decided right then and there that she would practice every day, and then when the time was right ... well, who knows, she kept saying over and over to herself.
Time slipped by and Sue was comfortable in -Gal's-big house. Sean came by regularly to help her with her voice and to let her listen to some new songs.
She also read in the trade papers that Big Bob's latest record, "My Little Lost Rose," was making it big on the charts. The song was done in a story-telling style about a man who had lost his daughter, then found her in honky tonk in Nashville. The song always made tears come to her eyes, because it reminded her so much of herself and her lost Daddy.
She spend long hours practicing, and when Cal was off on a gig she took long walks and reflected on her life. Would she ever find her Dad? She doubted it.
She tried to push the thought from her mind, and while trying to do so, she explored the house. She found Cal's collection of pornography and his series of dildoes, and other fuck objects that he like to think excited him, or rather excited the women he often brought to the house before Sue had started staying there.
She found, too, that when she went a couple days without a good screwing that she became so horny she would like to believe that she would fuck anything.
This one particular morning Sue was alone in the house, wondering when Big Bob or Cal would help her get a big break. But she couldn't keep her mind on her career.
At the moment, Sue was stretched out on silver Satin sheets. They made her feel incredibly rosy. They made her feel busty and meaty. They also made her fantastically horny, and she wanted to fuck. After that last bout, she still needed something in her pussy.
She drew her hands across her body. Squeezing at the nipple on her left boob, she saw the fleshy nipple rise up erect at the end. She licked her lips and prepared to have some fun with herself.
She drew her body out long and felt the satin slide across her belly and across her luscious mounds of breast. She was in a daze; a sleepy daze of horniness and deep absorption in herself. It was too bad, she thought sleepily, that some big man was not available.
She drew the silver satin sheet between her legs, gasping at the feel of the lustrous fabric as it slid between her thighs and into her pussy. Spreading her legs, she drew the sheet again through the dense folds of her cunt.
The sensation was overwhelming to her. The sheets were slick and cool and they slid across the moist soft lips of her pussy like a breeze. Sue put her legs up into the air, and she lightly drew the sheets back and forth through her crotch, gently playing with herself.
Increasing the pace, she stroked her pussy with harder strokes of the satin. She began to breathe more heavily, and she felt her snatch warming inside as it grew damp. Soon, she found that her cunt was virtually steaming with the response to her little game. She moaned lightly and began to hump her hips on the bed.
She was wild to fuck! But there was nobody to fuck! Wait! She remembered. There was a way. She slid back a door in the headboard of the enormous bed and took the box that she knew was there. Now she smiled as she held the battery-powered sterling silver dildo.
She found the dial at the end of the tube and warmed the silver cylinder with her hands. The dildo was about the size of a medium-to-large-size penis. It was smooth, however, and had none of the sculptural qualities of the real thing. Sue felt it heating in her hands and felt the increasing vibrations of the little mechanical device. It hummed gently in her warm hands.
She put it to her lips, just at the very front of her soft, mouth, as if she were preparing to administer a tender kiss on a giant real-life penis. She extended her luscious pink tongue and lightly licked the end of the dildo. She giggled lightly as she felt the sharp end of the thing at her mouth.
It was heated up and so was she. Sue let the dildo slide into her mouth for a moment, as if it really were a warm-blooded cock, which she would have preferred at the moment.
She sucked on the dildo, pretending to suck off a very big cock. She let her mind play back a series of memories of blow jobs she had given in her short love life. Fast ones, others that took hours of slow, excruciating ecstasy culminating in a thrashing screaming finale of come erupting like lava from a choked volcano. She found herself breathing harder and salivating heavily as she recalled these scenes.
Pulling the dildo from her mouth she let it touch the nipple of her right boob. The pressure was light and the vibrations were still slow, but she instantly felt a response to the light touch.
Her nipple sprang up at the end, and she giggled to see how it just shot up into the air. She raised the right side of her hips from the bed, with a tremor of hot pleasure as she stroked her tit. It sent waves of heat and happiness rolling through her exquisite body.
Sue sucked in her belly and watched as it rolled with the hole of her navel bobbing in the soft surface of her skin. She was certainly lusting for a cock. Many cocks, she almost cried aloud. Big hard, hot cocks!
Sue moved down her body with the silver substitute. She let it tickle her knee. It caused heat to grow rapidly and then it spread upward toward her luscious cunt.
She followed the wave of heat with the dildo. Massaging the inside of her thigh where the tenderest parts are located she shivered with the pleasure she was giving herself.
Sue spread her legs and played across the entrance to her love channel with the silver object. It vibrated gently, like the trembling of a leaf at the full pink lips of her twat. She drew it across the surface and let the thing arouse heat in her, letting it build up with some excitement.
The dildo hummed gently and she turned it up a speed. She felt her cunt disgorging a generous quantity of sauce, of the sweet thick juice she manufactured in such abundance when she was aroused.
She knew that the dildo would be slick and slippery with the waters of her passion in just a moment. First, she wanted to get herself fully aroused. She imagined scenes with the men she had fucked. The memory of them, of their huge stiff cocks, and of their ways with her, brought a whole surge of emotion to her breasts, and at the same time, intensified the hungry ache gnawing at her cunt.
She groaned, and let her head roll back on the satin pillow as she began to let her eyelids droop, taking this as a sign of readiness.
Suddenly she plunged the sterling silver dildo into her hot pussy.
She felt the warm friend probing, thrusting into the damp tender walls of her snatch. She rolled her hips up and down on the mattress as she played and let her mouth fall open to a whimper of pleasure. The touch of the object on her inner surfaces was a lovely shock to her. It was the filling sensation she was so desperate for. She wondered why she had grown so horny after all the orgasms she had experienced recently.
She was too busy with fun to ponder the basic questions of life. The dildo gave her immense pleasure, and she felt her shoulders shudder with delight as she pushed her sweet dildo up into herself. She could feel, from the way the thing slipped easily into her and around once it was inside of her, the sweet pleasure it was going to give her.
She shoved her pelvis up into the air, and she twitched her buttocks with abandoned passion. She began to toss on the silver satin sheet and her lustrous hair played wildly out over the pillow and across the soft sheets. She was losing herself to the fun she was having; beginning to lose her sense of time and place. The dildo did the job nicely for her in a pinch.
Increasing the speed of the little pleasure appliance, she thrust it into herself with quicker strokes. It was a poor second to actually fucking, but neater, though, in some ways. She didn't have to ask for a different rhythm or a little less elbow, please. She just fucked her cunt with the thing at her own pace and put it away when she was done with it.
Sue pushed the dildo so that it rose up high in the hole of her deepest passions. She flicked it swiftly across her clit as well. She moved the silver object in circles, clockwise, against herself, and she felt her hips swallowing the pressure with a kind of hunger, or thirst.
Whatever the feeling was, it was delicious to her craving body, she decided.
Throwing her head back deep into the pillow, she began to moan loudly. Had she been with a giant of a man she might have been more vocal in her appreciation of what she felt. But Sue felt foolish calling out things when she was by herself. The thought was ridiculous, because she could not prevent a few little cries from escaping her lips as she worked on her pussy.
"Ohhhh! Oh God, it's. nice. Oh God I'm hot. It's such a fine feeling. Oh, it feels good, sooooo good! It feels so fantastic! So Wonderful!"
She wished though, at that exact moment that a man would walk in and crawl in bed with her, on her and in her, hard and hot. She wouldn't have to be doing all the thrusting, all the work. She was a lazy cunt, she decided, a low, sweet bitch who enjoyed having pleasure delivered to her. She loved to lie back and take pleasure from some big stud, to feel his hot cock and his hands pumping, squeezing and pushing her flesh into a state of orgasmic oblivion.
Sue made the best of every situation, however, and she let her regret for her loneliness pass as she twirled the dildo into her pussy. She tossed her head and thrashed against the silver sheets. She felt the little quivers of anticipation as she perched on the verge of coming. She began to gasp and to sweat with a fine film of sexual exercise.
The gates of the dam were creaking, weakening. She felt that she could not hold on, she was peeking, and her thighs were almost numb from the intensity of the sweet pleasure she was now experiencing.
Her pussy was throbbing and very wet with the sauces of her passion. Sue licked her full ruby lips because they had begun to dry from the workout she was giving herself.
She churned and pumped, humping herself with a total loss of inhibition. She gave herself everything. Switching the dildo up to top speed to give herself one or two more moments of sweet pleasure, she put the sterling silver imitation cock up to her asshole.
The trusty little mechanical penis slid as readily up her rear door as it had into her cunt. She felt her back tingle with the waves of glory that spread out from her rear side.
Sue loved to have a quivering, tingling thing up her ass, whether it was a finger, a cock, or a dildo. She flexed her cheeks, back and forth, and up and down against the thrust of the dildo as it caressed the channel of her ass.
Shrieking out loud, she knew she could not hold on for another ten seconds. She was sliding into her orgasm and wanted nothing more than for its blessed glories to wash over her and float her away to unconsciousness. It was her favorite way. She retrieved the dildo from her asshole and reinserted it into her begging cunt.
"Hmmmmmmmm," she cooed softly as she felt the touch of the dildo to the lips of her pussy.
She felt, too, her pussy lips virtually leap out to suck the thing back in. She thought perhaps her cunt had a mind of its own, and she often wondered if she possessed her cunt, or if it, in fact, were the boss of the two of them. She let the question fade, and she hunched her hips up hard into the dildo. It began to seem dark to her even as the sun grew brighter in her bedroom.
Sue ripped the air with a cry as she came. The sound was not a syllable that could be found in a dictionary, but anybody who heard it would know exactly what it meant. It meant that a fabulously sexy woman had just gotten off, had come, and had her pussy reamed out so nicely that she almost felt pain from the pleasurable beauty of her orgasm.
Shudders of joy convulsed Sue's prize body, and she lost her sight and her hearing at the release for just a few moments. Pictures, stars, and lights went off inside her head, and she felt the heavy gush of fluid from her vagina spread out in a flowing flood plain on the silver satin sheets as she extracted her sterling silver lover.
She switched off the dildo and tossed it to the side of her bed, even as she continued to experience convulsions of supreme pleasure from her self-fucking. She hit the pillow with the sides of her head in violent tosses of frenzied, pure wonder and delight.
Sue knew that if she had had a real cock in her, she would surely have dug her fingernails into the back of the owner, which would also include a few bites on his shoulder, in her present state of joy. The poor man would have been bloodied for sure.
The moments of her explosion passed, but left her with trembling shock waves, residual bursts of joy that gave her body lovely surges of warmth and numbness. Sue felt herself growing drowsy and limp, but she knew she had to get up and make the most of the remainder of the day.
Sue lay for a few minutes more trying to retain the blissful state she had brought on herself, But the pressures of the day kept creeping into her mind, so she finally had to get up and shower.
When she was finished, she walked about the house without her clothes. Even the sound of the doorbell didn't bother her. Still nude, she walked to the door and peered out the small round tube. Hell, it was Cal.
She unlatched the door and stood back so she couldn't be seen from outside. "Come on in," she said.
When the big cowboy walked in he looked at her and shook his head, "Wowee, little lady. You sure make me horny."
"Get your clothes off, then." What the hell, his cock was always good and she still had some time to kill. Besides, he might ask her to do another solo number, and she did need the exposure.
"Man, it's hot out today, but," he added, half-giggling in that high-toned laugh, "almost too hot to fuck."
"You jump in that shower and we'll see if we can't make it cool enough to fuck," Sue teased.
Cal was in and out in five minutes.
Sue noticed that, after he had come out of the showered dried, and even though he had said he was horny, his prick was still soft and lay snuggly against the puffiness of his huge balls. She walked up to him and put her arms around his bare body. Even though he was out of his boots he was still so tall that her head barely reached his chest. She held herself to him and let the warmth of his big body soak into hers.
Finally she reached and took one of his hands and pulled it between their bodies and pressed it to her pussy. Cal let one finger work inside the lips and when she felt the finger touch her clit she shivered. Violently. "Feels good, feels so fucking good," she sighed.
Now she took his soft cock in her hand and with two fingers, she slowly rubbed his cock until it began to harden. After a few minutes, she pushed him away slightly and dropped to her knees. Taking the half-hard cock into her mouth, she sucked on it until it began to grow firm in her mouth.
When it was hard to her satisfaction, she pulled away and fell back on the floor, spreading her legs wide as she did so.
It took Cal a moment to realize that Sue wanted him to eat her pussy. He bent down over her and kissed her tits. Sue felt the warmth and the moisture of his lips all through her body. Again she shivered and moaned.
"Oh Cal, Daddy, don't stop! It's so nice. You really know how to please a girl."
In replay, Cal lightly bit at Sue's tit. She shivered. The entire day had been one of heightened sexuality for her, and she knew it would culminate in a marvelous lovemaking bout with this big country music star.
He licked his lips, so as to have them wet and pliant. Putting his mouth down over her tit, he rapidly flicked at her boob with his tongue. Sue whimpered. Snuggling onto the harness of the floor she prepared for a lot of hot, wet, pulsating joy.
Cal alternated between her tits. He licked one and then the other. He extended his tongue, and he licked the fleshy mounds of her breast, the space between her tits and back to her nipples. She felt his tongue as if it weighed ten times as much. She was hypersensitive to touch, because of the thought of what he would be doing in a few more minutes to her pussy.
"Oh, Cal sweet Daddy! This is great! Oh, you're such a fine lover man! Scoot around here and put your hot cock in my mouth, I want to feel it throbbing. I want to feel the hardness of it."
"Not yet," Cal murmured between sucks.
"Then eat my boobs! Suck my tits and eat my nipples up!"
Cal loved to hear her voice; her tender love commands. Her sweet voice, so full of sex, rolled out of her lips low and full of passion, thick as hot honey, and caressing to the big man's ears and his senses.
He felt his body shiver all over with anticipation of the feel of her. But he wanted to have her keyed up to a fever pitch, to a point of insane ecstasy, before he put his powerful cock into her hot quivering pussy.
"Please," she begged.
"No," he was firm, but not rough.
He put her left boob in his mouth, and he sucked on it with all his strength. Sue cried out with excruciating pleasure. She tossed her head madly, and she sucked her breath in through her clenched teeth. She was mad for her big lover's tongue. She wanted to feel it snaking into her hungry pussy.
As if he had read her mind, Cal began to work his way down her smooth body. Before he took leave of the upper half of her, however, he kissed her.
It was no ordinary kiss.
"Hmmmmin," she cooed.
Cal nibbled at her lips as if they were sweet ripe fruit, like pears or papayas. He lightly bit at them, and then he licked her lips with his tongue, flat and wet.
"Soooo good," Sue cooed again.
"Yesssssss, mmmmmmm," Cal crooned.
Sue felt her pussy growing hotter by the second. Cal was a much more skillful lover than she had thought at first. He seemed to sense exactly what she wanted him to do before she realized what she wanted. She spread her legs wide, and closed her eyes, so she could feel the tiniest and most subtle expressions of his erotic passions.
He kissed her shoulder, and he licked the inside of her arms. She moaned, "Oh, Cal, God. Why didn't you come in sooner? Don't stop, please don't. Your probing tongue is driving me wild, setting me on fire! Oh, Big Daddy, you're so good tome!"
Cal bit the inside of her elbow and licked her skin dry after he had done so.
Cal worked his way down her creamy golden body, nibbling and biting, licking and kissing.
Sue found herself growing more passionate and restless. She was eager for his mouth around her pussy. She churned her hips a little and Cal increased his travail. He stuck his hot tongue into her navel, and then he moved all the way down to her hot box.
Putting his arms around her hips, he pulled up her thighs, and put his hands on her ass. When he squeezed her ass firmly with his hands, Sue gasped at the feeling produced by him. Cal raised up her legs to his shoulders, and put his nose down into her wet cunt Sue cried out, "Ohhhhh," when he touched her there.
Her pussy was damp and dark, full of aroused passion, damp and steaming with her love juices.
He licked her pussy tentatively at the lips, and marveled at the aroma that escaped from her tender slit. He thought he smelled sex more strongly than ever before.
He pushed his face deeper into Sue's cunt, causing her to begin hunching his face with the excitement of her heated sexuality. He had ignited the flame. She was beginning to roar in flames of erotic need.
"Hmmmmmm," he breathed into her cunt.
"Ohhhhh, Cal," she sighed, in pure bliss.
"Hmmm," he mumbled, then said something else, but the sound was so muffled Sue could not hear what he was saying.
She groaned deeply from down in her belly as he thrust his tongue far into her hot, wet snatch. He nipped the edges of her lips, and he licked the tapering ends of her lips at the rear of her, near her ass.
She begged him, "Go back there, big Daddy. Do it! Go in me there I"
He knew what she wanted. Sharpening his tongue into a point he drove little circles around her asshole. The small puckered hairy thing was tender and flexing madly in anticipation of his penetration.
Sue almost screamed out.
Cal shoved his tongue deep into her, and she moaned and cried out now, loudly, when he stuck his tongue into her aching hole. She rocked from side to side and let her cheeks shake with the deep pleasure he was giving her. Getting hotter and more eager, Sue could hardly wait now for him to shove his hard, throbbing cock into her body; and any hole would be all right, any opening, as long as it was his cock probing into her.
He spoke now, gently, to her, breathing small words of praise for her magnificent body, saying, "Oh, little girl, you are so luscious, so sweet and so sexy. I love doing this to you, giving you such please. I want to pleasure you so much. And I'm going to fuck you hard in a little while. I'll pound it into you until you can't stand it. Baby doll, you're going to get the best and the finest fuck you've ever had in your life."
His words washed over her like a wave of sweetness, and she churned her pelvis. He licked her cunt and her ass. He blew little puffs of hot breath into her cunt and up her ass with light-sure strokes. Nuzzling his whole face into her steaming pussy, he thought he might be able to fall deep inside her. At the same time, he was anxious to have her suck his cock.
And as if she were reading his thoughts this time, she began reaching for it, pulling it toward her face. Cal twisted around and stretched out his hard legs, pulling her hips over on top of his face. Sue spread her legs and nestled down onto his face. Cal gobbled and licked; he sucked and lapped her pussy in quick alternations until Sue didn't really know what he was doing.
And she had begun to busy herself with his cock. She tentatively licked the glans, and she circled the flared skin with her tongue. Applying her teeth to his shaft, she nibbled slightly.
She felt his cock going deep into her warm mouth, into her throat, and she closed her eyes to cause a greater share of the sensations to filter into her body through the taste buds.
His cock was slippery and hard, and she felt her lips working feverishly to heat his meat. She sucked and licked him at the same time, then, at the exact moment she worked on him, she felt, too, his mouth exploring, working and sucking at her cunt.
He was deep inside her pussy, and he found the walls of her love channel slick with her juices. They were both entering a state of pure animalistic arousal. Both of them were deeply engrossed in the oral delights of sucking at each other's sex organs.
Cal found that he was losing track of his senses, just working his way deeply into this lovely young girl's naked pussy. He had glimpses in his mind; little flashes of the entire gorgeous nude body, and it was exciting to him to think that he was fucking this beautiful young child who was actually young enough to be his granddaughter, for that matter. He felt a flood of pride, a huge sense of well-being in that fact. Here he was, at the age most men think about old age; here he was making it with a young chick. His masculine pride was almost overwhelming to him.
He worked harder and faster, bringing gurgling sounds from the young girl who had his prick buried in her mouth.
His ego was strong as iron as he thought of this young girl and all the studs, the young studs, who must have tried making out with her. When his ego stiffened, so did his cock. It seemed to grow even larger and harder.
Even Sue could feel his cock growing in her hot mouth. It was the most amazing thing she had ever felt inside her mouth. She was driving him to greater manhood! His cock grew larger than it had ever been before in his entire life. Now Sue grew wild for it. She wanted to have this big prick in her pussy. She began to suck hard on his cock, and Cal felt like he would come in her hot throat. This made him nervous a bit, because what he really wanted to do was fuck her in the cunt, to come inside her body, to flood her, fill her, until his come was running down her wet pussy, seeping and dripping off onto the floor.
Now Cal pulled out of her, got his cock from her mouth and stopped licking her pussy.
Sue spread her legs wide and begged, "Oh, Cal, Daddy! Let's fuck. Right now! Put it in me. Give me that cock! Oh, Daddy, come in me, fill me. Fuck me!" It sounded like a dying wail. She moaned and shuddered violently. "Fuck me! Oh God, Cal! Fuck me!" This time she was screaming as she begged.
Cal trembled with the heat of her. He could feel her aroused passion encircling him and pulling him downward and into her.
The lips of her snatch yielded effortlessly to his thrust. The moisture was contained inside her cunt, and the outer lips were somewhat dry. That gave Cal a brief sensation of friction. The rub of hot, dry skin, and the tingle it brought to the tender tip of his cock was overwhelming. Cal thought he would come the second he felt it. But he held on; clamping hard on his nuts, he pushed his iron scepter into her.
"Ohhhhh," she sighed. "You're so big and hard. Oh God, it feels wonderful! Big Daddy I love the feel of that cock in me. Cal, Daddy ... you're so big, so good, so hot. Oh, fuck me, Daddy. Drive that piece of big meat into me. Drive it into me! Harder, Daddy, harder!"
Cal thrust her steamy hole now with even greater passion. He took hold of her thighs, and he pushed himself harder and harder into her. She squeezed her creamy thighs and noted the exquisite feel of her asscheeks in his hands. They were more than capable hands could hold, but the feel was nevertheless marvelous to him. He used the grip of her ass to pull himself into her.
When the thick base of his prick wedged against the entrance to her cunt, Sue sighed deeply and gnashed her teeth. She hit her head against the floor underneath her, and they pumped each other with mounting fury and frenzy.
She let out a yelp of delight every time his cock pushed deeply into her. Cal found himself gasping and grunting with renewed pleasure when she squeezed the muscles of her pussy down on him.
He moaned, "Oh, baby. That's beautiful. Squeeze me harder. I like it. Harder! Oh, it feels good when you do it I"
They worked beautifully together. His cock was big and full inside her cunt, and they were tight! Up tight and in right! He thought, then laughed at his thought. They both let out sharp cries of delighted erotic ecstasy. It was better than it had ever been before. Both Cal and Sue realized that this was something very special.
"Gawd Cal, you're something!"
"Only with you, sweetie," the big man answered her soothingly.
Sue wrapped her legs around his waist There she clung, letting their bellies slap together. Truly, this was one of the prettiest sounds in human life, Sue thought. The slapping of two bodies making love sent pleasurable shivers throughout her body.
They were also making wet sucking sounds, pounding in and out of each other. His huge cock pulled out of her tight cunt with a sound very much like that made by a foot pulling from sticky mud.
Cal's cock drove harder and harder into her tight pussy. Even as Sue pumped more and more of her tender twat sauce out of her cunt and around his cock, they did not loosen the fit they had. It was still tight ... and perfect; like a tight glove.
She squeezed him hard with her firm, creamy long legs. When she stuck her tongue in his ear, Cal ate at her tit. Now they pumped and humped harder with long muscular strokes, driving into each other with determination.
Cal held her close to himself. He loved the sensation of her belly up against his, and he felt her ass and her thighs when he was deep inside her, stroking her with longer and longer intervals. His hard tongue worked fast, licking and flicking her taut nipples as he jammed his enormous prick into her growing more hot and passionately feverish by the moment.
Sue lost all track of the time, and she arched her back. She wiggled her ass as he fucked her. She was in heaven. There were few things in life Sue liked better than a really good fucking like this big man was now giving her. He knew exactly what to do and when to do it.
Cal was giving her one of the best she had ever had, and she gave way to the beauty of it with no reservations about anything. She would do anything for him! And, she hoped the feeling was mutual! Would he do anything for her? The answer would have to wait for awhile.
Cal was really pouring it on with no reservations about anything. He suddenly sensed the tingling sensation in his cock which precedes a big orgasm. He moaned, "Oh, baby. You gonna make it soon? 'Cause I'm about to blow you away, I feel my balls burning. I'm gonna do it! God, I'm burning. Come on baby, come on!"
Sue sucked in her belly and felt his firm stomach slap hers with mounting fury. It was all too fantastic. She rode him with sweet white heat. She, too, felt herself on the verge of something really beautiful.
With her, the sensation was only slightly different. She felt all over like she was being swept away. Every pore of her body quivered, and she felt as though she were about to be tumbled over a great falls. The roaring, the lights, everything in her head began to explode, and she moaned, "Oh Cal, Daddy! Oh God, darling! Oh, it's so fantastic. I can't stand it! I'm coming. Oh Lordy? I'm coming hard!"
Cal's strokes become faster and faster! He felt his balls about to explode with the release of his come.
His prick grew very hot and tingling. It was burning with the impending orgasm of the man. He felt his whole body tense as his boiling white come began to spew up out of his scrotum.
He fucked her in shorter strokes. He was faster, and the pounding, the short strokes, were harder. Then he drew in his breath in short gasps.
There was a strong but invisible bond between them as they perched on the edge of their orgasms. They both humped so profusely, their skins were virtually cemented by the fury of their sex.
"Eaggggghhh!" Sue's scream commenced from deep inside her.
Cal started to make a sound, but his throat was frozen, and all he could do was to let loose with a strange wailing, animal sound.
He plunged his cock in harder and harder, driving into Sue's twat. She held her eyes shut tight. Her mouth was seized in the middle of his purposeful humping as with a fierce passion he kissed her on the lips. He continued to hump the hot furnace between her legs. It was as if there were no tomorrow, no nothing!
Right in the middle of coming, as he was pumping her hotly, her lips struck him as exceedingly tender and delicious. He licked her mouth. Her lips had parted, and she had her face thrust forward at him. When he kissed her, her mouth felt warm and soft to him. He groaned and quivered. The kiss was all it took to push him over the edge.
Suddenly his cream erupted with the force of an unleashed volcano, spewing from the tip of his cock. It gushed with astonishing fury into her, and she felt the hot wet rush of his semen raging into her pussy. "
She shrieked, "Ohhhhhh! Gawd! Cal! Cal! Ohhhhhhhh! I can't stand it! Oh my ... it's so good, so good, so good!"
She squeezed him with her entire body. Every sinew of her muscle fiber gripped Cal, and he felt like he was caught in an iron hammerlock. He was astonished at the intensity and the power of her orgasm. It was much stronger than his, even.
He pumped harder and harder as his balls discharged their load into Sue. She trembled in convulsions of ecstasy. She went into spasms of joy. She shook and moaned. Even though she sounded like a woman crying, Sue was at the height of sheer delight.
"Gawdddddddddd!" she wailed out.
Her pussy flowed with her juices, mingled with his, and flooded out an downward. It dropped and ran down her ass and onto her legs. Hot, sticky love sauce, and the scent of the two of them together was sharp and strong-smelling lovely to her. It saturated the sheets as did their sweat from the prolonged period of fucking.
The odor of their come was a prod to them, and they found that this was not enough; they had to keep going, to keep on fucking, in order to retain the wonderful feeling that was all about them and through them!
Even though Cal had shot his rocks already, he felt more semen sizzling in his nuts, and he was as anxious as she was to continue-to keep on with this blissful happening. Sue was still stroking, still humping, and so Cal continued pumping his hard, hot cock into her dripping pussy.
He gripped her strongly, and he clenched his teeth. He was like an athlete at a tense moment in a game, except this game was a fucking one; a contest to see who could give the other the best pleasure. And, in this contest the winner would be the loser and the loser the winner.
Sue felt his renewed efforts with a rush of grateful sensuality. She was hot and sweaty, half out of her mind with erotic joy. She was also eager to continue this wonderful game of fucking.
"Oh, Cal," she said, her voice full of gratitude for this wonderful fucking man.
"I know, baby. I know. We're making it again, over and over."
"Hmmmmm," she wailed, in a moaning voice.
She felt like she could come again and again, and it seemed to get better each time. She released her iron lock on Cal, and she relaxed onto the floor. Kissing him wetly with her mouth and tongue, the kisses madly and hotly stimulating to him, she tried to show her zeal for what he was doing. Her cunt was soggy with juices, and yet she did not feel any particular lessening of the fine tight fit of Cal's huge cock that was buried inside her.
If anything, it just felt bigger and better! She was astonished, but she didn't say anything. The sex was too good to interrupt with talk.
But she had to emit an occasional moan of passion and sincere pleasure.
Arching her back, she dug her fingernails into her big lover's tough back. Cal felt the sharp stab of her fingers, and that impelled him to greater passion to even more erotic stimulation.
He pumped and heaved into her, moaning hotly. Feeling their bellies slapping with great muscular energy drove him on even harder.
There was something so wonderfully deep in her pussy. It was full of madness, and his blood almost boiled over. He had never fucked this crazily before. He was mad with lust, and his come virtually shook his entire body, demanding to be rammed deeper and deeper into this wonderful young girl again and again.
They were both making animal noises, deep in their throats. Rising from their bellies, the sounds filled the room. The two lovers rumbled and roared and soared with each other, one together.
Cal was absolutely lost in his fucking of this young girl. He forgot everything else as he fucked her. He squinted and pumped furiously, feeling his cock swelling, getting bigger and harder as he worked, and her cunt even felt hotter to him.
It was amazing what Sue was doing to him. He felt like a powerful engine, capable of going on and on and on. He fucked with energy and the strength of a stallion. He was wrapped up totally in the sweetness and the hot sweating joy of their screwing.
Sue pumped with vigor, like a regular fucking machine, clicking away. They pumped and humped. Her cunt began to flame with her need for him, and she moaned, "Oh, big Daddy. Give it to me. Come! Come! Hit me hard with it! Oh, Daddy, I can't take it any longer. You better shoot me full! Oh, Lordy, Lordy, I'm ... !"
She came with fury, and she sank her teeth into his shoulder. He actually enjoyed what would otherwise have been a painful feeling. The added stimulus of a sensation like this gave him what he needed, and he came; again, and rapidly into her* He came fully, too, as if it were the first time. He just shot a huge load into her and felt like it was the first time in his life he had every come.
"Oh, oh, oh," he muttered over and over as his sizzling semen seared her pussy.
It was a mutual explosion. And when it finally subsided they both relaxed completely and freely on the floor. "Oh, wow!" Sue said, panting and she tried to suck air into her exhausted lungs.
Cal had slipped off to sleep an exhausted sleep, and Sue finally dozed, too.
Sue woke first. She watched the muscular, large body of the older man while he slept She loved the sight of his smooth, tanned body. The big man must exercise a lot, she thought, because there were no signs of weakness visible. His muscles did not sag, nor was there a trace of fat on his stomach. She glanced down at his cock, which now lay limp and sticky from their love-making. This man really knew how to please her.
She wondered what would be the nicest way to wake him. Moving to her knees and scooting downward, she gingerly put his limp pecker into her mouth. She put her warm lips around it, and the thing at rest was small enough to fit into her mouth without difficulty. She let the limp sausage curl into her warm cavern, and she sensed him stirring, moving slightly.
Now her own cunt was growing hot again, and she wanted his cock to stiffen, to rear up mightily, so that Cal might shove it into her one more time.
She bit down lightly on his meat and the prick swelled up instantly, not fully erect, but semi-erect. Yet the instant reaction let Sue know that the cock could become throbbing hard again, if she worked at it.
Cal woke out of his slumber and looked at her sleepily. Instinctively he reached out for her and pulled her to him, holding her tightly.
She moved away and licked at his cock again, and the nubbin grew to a nearly full-blown erection. Call pulled at her again and she moved. He tugged at her shoulders, and she moved over on top of him. Cal lay flat on the floor, and she simply mounted him. Easing herself downward on his cock with a slow, deliciously soft motion, she sighed a soft sound of deep satisfaction.
She was very deliberate about what she was doing. It had to be slow and easy; she wanted it this way. It felt so good! She just eased down onto him and felt his cock rising up into her belly. As she sat down, she turned around so that her smooth back was to his face. Then she rode his cock. It was just minutes after waking him, and already she felt that she was deep in the middle of a really hot fucking, maybe not as fine and as thorough as the last one, but an equally satisfying one.
"Hit it hard, baby," he purred.
"I am," she replied. "Push it up into me. You have me all aching again. Screw me, Daddy. Push it all the way up. Ram it hard."
"Let me climb on top," Cal panted breathlessly. "I want to try a couple new things with you."
Sue slowed down her humping and crawled off and lay beside her big lover.
He straddled her lithe body with his own. The erect penis stood proudly waving in front of him, and Sue eyed it with intense pleasure. Her appetite for a really good screwing showed in her dazed eyes.
She seized his hard ass with her hands and pulled him down on her. Thrusting her hungry mouth up at him, so full of hot needs, she begged for a kiss.
Cal crushed his lips down on her, hard enough to nearly bruise her lips, and Sue groaned with pure delight. The pain of the kiss only kindled the heat that was building up so swiftly in her pussy.
She spread her legs around him, and he stood on his knees between her legs. Sue licked his mouth, and she put her arms around him and pulled him roughly toward her.
Cal reached between her legs and put all the fingers of his right hand into her pussy.
Sue smiled with immense pleasure at his zestful enthusiasm. She liked to hear him moan over her. Stroking his smooth muscled back with her small hands, she drew her fingernails across his ribs and down to his hard cock as he fingered her pussy.
He pulled at the lips of her cunt, and he stuck his middle finger up the precious channel.
Sue shrieked, "Oh Lord! That's it! You hit the right combination. Oh, Daddy, that's nice! Mmmm. I love it! It feels so nice!" and on and on she babbled out her joys of feeling the pleasure seeping through her body.
Cal moved his finger in all directions inside of her, and she whimpered at his ministrations. He felt how wet she was becoming and he knew he couldn't wait much longer to thrust his hard cock into her.
Cal gazed down at her, watching her as she panted and rolled her hips on the floor. Her mouth was open, her lips lightly moist, just glistening in a sensual way. He thought it might have been nice to come in her mouth; such a lovely, full tender set of lips. He couldn't believe how inviting her open lips were, and he bent over and licked her mouth, nibbling lightly at her lips, fingering her pussy continuously as he did so.
Sue moaned softly in her throat, and she made a purring sound of great delight, as she felt suddenly like a princess, a queen; a queen of quim. She was surely one of the sexiest young things Cal had ever laid eyes on. It made her feel great for him to say these things to her. He was not only a great lover, but he also knew all the right things to say that excited her so thoroughly.
Cal withdrew his hand from her quivering, moist cunt, and pulled her hips up toward himself.
Sue looked him full in the face and stared directly into his eyes as he prepared to insert his gigantic ramrod into her box. She wanted to see how he looked, how he expressed his pleasure at the sexual delight of entering a hot, soft, tight pussy. It was as if this were the first time he had ever fucked her. This fantasizing made him even more desirable to her. Against she moaned softly.
"Hmmmm," she moaned over and over. "Cal, my big Daddy. You're so good to me."
"You make me this way, little one," he said to her, as he continued moving his cock toward her awaiting tunnel of dripping wetness.
Sue tried to keep her eyes open, but the feel of his hard cock sliding into her made her close them, and she panted with fury as she had done previously when he fucked her. "Oh, big Daddy," she cooed. "That's such a lovely piece of meat you have between your legs. Give it to me, please! Put that fucking hunk of hardness in me and kill me with it. Oh, do it! Please give me every inch of it. I want to feel it all the way through my body. Fuck me! Oh, sweetheart! Fuck me with that big hot thing!"
"I'm fixing too," he panted.
Cal loved her words, too. He held her ass with his hands, firmly. He felt like such a stud, being with her, fucking* her here on the floor. He handed her his gratitude with his words, "Oh, baby doll. You're the greatest I want to fuck you so much you'll scream for help. You're so damned lovely and beautiful. And sexy! God, how sexy you are! You make me get hard over and over again."
"Ohhh, Cal, Daddy!"
"So good, so hot, so wonderful," he droned on and on. Each inch he slid into her caused his voice to stutter and break.
Sue wiggled her ass, and she pulled him further into her hot box. He shivered with joy as he felt himself sliding all the way into her hot hole again. She was so tight! God she was tight. He felt that she was like a beautiful handmade leather glove, a passion sheath for his masculinity.
And she was a tight glove, she fit him so perfectly. He made a special point of pushing hard into her, of driving his cock right into her cunt, up up, and deep, until there was no room for even an extra drop of pussy juice.
"Good," he crooned.
"Oh, yessssssss!" Sue sighed.
He loved the interior of her. He wanted to be so deep in her. Sue whispered, "Oh, big Daddy. This is lovely, just too lovely. Lord, it's fine, so fine. You cock is so big, and so firm and so strong. I love having you so deep inside me. I think I can feel every part of it."
In reply Cal merely groaned his pleasure.
Now he pushed and thrust his cock in her. He pumped and fucked her with all the strength he had in his legs and back. She, in turn, wrapped her lovely long legs around him as she shook with delight.
"Oh, my baby," he continued to murmur over and over. "You're so wonderful. I'm glad you like to make love. Oh, my sweet. You're so good to me and for me."
Sue had her eyes closed, although she breathed her reply up at him. "Oh no. No! No! No! It's no favor! I enjoy it all. It's so beautiful. I can barely stand the joy of this. I love the feeling your prick gives me. It's too, too fabulous! Oh, Cal, you don't know how much your loving me helps."
Cal pulled her up on his lap, and they sat with their backs vertical in the air, his cock still buried in her.
She was heavy on his lap, and he loved the feeling of this sensual girl resting on him in this fashion. She pushed her chest at him and rubbed his hairy chest with the tips of her taut nipples.
He hugged her tight, and she rose up and down on his lap, each movement, building up friction on their connected sexual organs. Sue said, "Ohhh. The feeling is incredible. I feel like your cock is about to pierce out my throat. I can feel your cock rising up at the back of my mouth, trying to get out. It feels like it's about a mile long, all the way through me, churning, throbbing. Oh, Cal. Is it mine? All of it? Can I keep it here forever?"
"As long as you want, little one," he assured her, loving the feeling.
Sue raised up and down continuously on his cock, and he churned his ass so that she was really getting the feel of it. It was making him so damned hot, if that were possible, that he didn't know how much longer he could stand it. Wow, he thought. This is fucking!
Sue loved the feel of his cock as it probed through her entire being. Her ass was pressing down on his balls, and their bellies, too, were slapping together as she moved with him. It was a warm feeling being together this way, but she found the vertical position tiring. It caused her hip muscles to cramp.
She wiggled her hips as a spasm struck her. Cal, suddenly aware of her discomfort, said, "You want to change positions, sweetheart?"
"Yeah, let me get back on top of you," she begged. "Let me ride you, Daddy. That would give me the greatest pleasure. I would love to be on top of you humping, up and down, up and down." She kissed his eyes and licked his face, his nostrils and his ears. She sharpened her tongue and drove it into his ear as she blew softly into it.
"Oh, Lord, Sue. That really turns me up. Up and away," he shrieked.
"Let me get on top and be the pilot," she teased, looking up at him.
"Okay," he obliged her by saying. "If you want to solo then get up there. You've got a warm persuader, so anything you say goes, just as long as I get my share of what we're both after."
Sue smiled and kissed him again. Cal turned and fell over on his back, sighing with content Sue grinned down at him, "Hmmmmmmmm," she cooed. "This is really nice. I love the wonderful feeling. What a great sensation! Just lie there, big Daddy, and let me fuck you for a long time. I'll wear that giant thing of yours down to a nubbin."
"Okay. It's all yours. Whatever you say. You be in charge. I'll let you do anything you want. It's all so good, so damned good. I don't think I can stand it. Lordy, you'll drive me out of my mind yet."
"Oh, I'll make you stand it. I know how, you know. All I have to do is keep you hard."
"Yeah, you're right. And you sure know how to do that."
"I try, I try," Sue said.
Cal grinned in satisfaction.
Sue smiled down at him and stroked his hot, rigid projection tenderly. "I love this love pole," she whispered passionately. "I love to look at it, but most of all I love to feel it buried inside me. You're the first man I've ever been with who can give me complete and total satisfaction. It's as if you read my mind and know exactly what to do and when to do it. Lord, Cal. You are a man!"
"Let's get it buried right now," Cal said, "and I'll see if I can live up to all these things you're saying to me. Come on, baby. Right now!"
"Right on!" Sue said, and she straddled it and guided it into her entrance, as she lowered her body. The hot rod penetrated easily, but Sue let it slide slowly into her tight, yet gaping tunnel. She eased all the way down, until her asshole touched the bag of balls nestling under his stiff cock. She hit bottom, then raised again and humped up and down on the hard penis. Oh Lord, she said to herself, it's so hard and stiff, and so hot.
Cal felt the blood racing up and through his throbbing tool as Sue twisted her hips slightly to one side before she came down on him again.
"How's this," she teased, as she humped up and down, each downward stroke burying his gigantic pole to the hilt inside her wet channel.
He gasped, "Oh little lady, this is fine. God, I never dreamed it would be so nice. Ride me, little lady. Ride me! Drive me wild!"
Sue happily obliged. She continued to bounce up and down on her big lover. She loved the slap, slap of her ass on his thighs. It was a lovely sound, almost as nice as the sound of two bellies slapping wetly together in a duet of screwing and lovemaking harmony.
"Wowee!" Cal wailed. "You're doing it! You're doing it fine. Keep it up!"
"Good, good, good," Sue joined in. Neither of the two paid any Attention to what the other was saying now. They let their voices coo out in harmony with their up-and-down strokes, each blending together in a duet of love.
Cal felt his cock tingle with the finest excitement he had felt in a long time. He watched as Sue rode his cock, and he drank in each small detail of her perfect body jiggling and swaying as she moved swiftly up and down. He just lay still now, and she fucked with tremendous energy. He couldn't believe how nice it was to be fucked this way by a young girl. He lay quietly now, not stirring, not saying anything. Let her do the work, he decided and then when she gets winded he would take over and really do her in. Maybe they could make it last much longer.
He loved looking up at her, though, and he felt surges of heat and passion race through his chest as he stared up at her. She was moving in short, twisting strokes up and down on him, and it was driving him wild.
"Good, good, good," Sue said again, as she lost herself in the ecstasy of the moment.
"Ohhhhh, ohhhhhhh, Lordy, Lordy," Cal finally made a sound.
Sue held her hands out and on his shoulders. The strain of muscle on her chest made her tits fuller. They stuck out and jiggled merrily. Cal noted that her nipples were hard and erect at the ends, like small pricks. The nibs of flesh were in a hard state of arousal. He wanted to reach out and suck at them, but in this position it was impossible, so he just watched. It was almost maddening, just watching and not being able to reach up and take one in his mouth. He knew the touch of nipple would drive him over the peak.
He began to feel a great urge to get his rocks off. He wanted to come in her, to fill her, to have her squeeze her tender, tight pussy around his penis, milking every drop of semen from him. Now he rocked up and down on the hard floor, trying to meet her down strokes, trying to throw another impossible inch of cock into her.
"No, Daddy," she pleaded. "Not yet. Let's make it last a little bit longer. It's too good, too fucking good. Let's make it last forever."
He sighed and stretched out languidly on the floor, letting her set the rhythm and the pace of their far-out fucking match. She was such an expert, and he put all his confidence in her. She had done so much for him since he had first met her. And he knew she would be doing much more in the future.
He closed his eyes, and drifted along with the loveliness of her work. "MMmmmmmm," he sighed. "This is really fine, so sweet. I love it, Sue. You do it so well. I just don't think I can stand it much longer. So wonderful, so wonderful," he muttered over and over incoherently. "So good, so good. Give me more. More. Fuck me sweet and tender. Oh, baby, you're really something."
"Oh, big Daddy," Sue said, "You're so good to me. You know how to please me."
"Yes, oh yes," Cal agreed.
Sue wiggled her hips, and she clamped the wall of her hot, tight pussy around his throbbing cock. She felt that she would come soon, too, and she wanted to wait a while longer. If she could just time it right, he would be gushing up into her at the very moment her strong climax would come. She rode him faster, not wanting it to end, yet wanting to feel his hot cream as it exploded inside her, knowing that it would probably drive her out of her mind.
"Hold on, baby," Cal begged.
"I am, I am," she replied.
Cal rolled his head on the floor, sucked in his breath, as if he was starving for oxygen, then moaned loudly, "Oh Lordy, Sue. My cock is getting so fucking hot So hot. Jesus, Sue. It's so nice. So fucking nice. I can't stand it. I'm about to explode. I don't think I can hold it. Oh, baby doll. Oh sweet little baby doll. I can't hold it."
"Do it, Cal, Daddy! Do it! I'm ready, too. Let me feel it sweetheart! Let me feel it!" She rose up and down swiftly, hammering, and she slapped her ass on his hard pubic bone, almost shattering it. She felt the first burst from his hot hammer as it exploded up into her, bringing a stifled scream up from her throat.
"Oh, Oh, Lordy, Lordy!"
Cal lifted his butt up and felt his hard cock hit bottom, almost banging and making a sound, as she sank to meet his upward thrust.
"Ohhhhhhh!" He wailed out and his balls trembled as his load of creamy come, of boiling semen surged out of him and exploded up into her begging, waiting receptacle, spewing like an erupting volcano.
It was blasting into her, scorching her insides as it came of out of him and spewed deeply into her hot hungry love nest. He shuddered and Sue started shrieking with pleasure as her own orgasm commenced. The pounding up and down, the shattering force of their joint climaxes lasted a few more minutes, and they went almost out of their minds totally as they shared their joint climax.
When it was over, Sue melted downward onto his prone, worn-out body, too weak to even roll off him. And they dozed again, Sue dreaming of giant cocks and Cal thinking* of floating tits completely surrounding him, cushioning him from reality.
It was a couple of hours before each of the two exhausted lovers could think straight.
When they had both cleaned up after their lovemaking bout, Cal said, "Sue Belle, honey. Irv Taub is coming in tonight from the coast and I'm gonna put him up for a few days. So," he pointed his finger at her in a teasing way, "I want you on your best behavior. He's a straight man, and I don't think he'd think highly of me fucking a girl as young as you."
"I promise," Sue held her hand up in a mock salute. "But," she continued, "who the shit is Irv Taub?"
"Who is Irv Taub," Cal mimicked. "Christ, honey lamb, he owns Tenky Records. That's who."
"Ohhh," she cooed, "your label. I thought the name rang a bell."
Already Sue's mind was churning, she had to make plans, she had to ... this might be her chance. She talked Cal into letting her ride to the airport with him. They both agreed on who she would be, and she was introduced to Irv Taub as a friend's daughter who was visiting in Nashville.
Sue had expected a fuddy duddy old man, but instead Irv Taub was a tall, bronzed (not an artificial, but a real California tan) man with silver hair, middle-aged almost, and quite athletic, He would look more at home on a tennis court, she decided, than behind a desk running a record company.
During the next day Sue did everything she could think of to interest the man in her body. Once she had him hooked, then she could talk to him about recording.
On the third day, Cal had to spend the day in the city and Sue was alone with Irv. About mid-morning they both decided a swim would do them good.
"Don't you want to race me?" she asked, moving closer to him again, in front of him, so that his eyes were on an almost direct line with her flat, smooth belly and the deep, well-defined cleft of her young pussy. She moved her body sinuously before him, tempting him. "I'll bet I could give you a really good race. I'll bet I could make it interesting for both of us."
His head jerked up and his eyes locked with her bold ones again. Had there been a double meaning in her words? He asked himself this question wordlessly. He felt a fluttering warmth in the pit of his stomach and down low in his groin. Damn, he wished this little bitch hadn't come here this morning! He wished she'd have her fucking swim and go away and leave him alone. She was having an undeniable sexual effect on him, and he was afraid she knew that already.
"Please," she whispered. "Let's have a race in the pool."
He stood abruptly. "AH right," he acquiesced, "one race, and then I've got to go inside. I've got something to take care of."
"Groovy!" Sue cried. She turned, swinging her firm young hips, walked to the edge to the pool, and dove gracefully into the cold, clear water. She surfaced, shaking her head and laughing as she looked up at the older man, her eyes touching and caressing that area of his body covered by the swim suit. It was almost as if he could feel her hot eyes actually caressing his cock, he thought, like soft, warm hands stroking it; the thought was both exciting and unsettling, and he felt his penis restlessly stir as blood filled the huge length and girth of it. To hide his beginning erection, and his discomfort, he ran forward and dived cleanly into the water.
He turned beneath the surface, swam to the deep end under the diving board, and clung to the side there as his head emerged. Sue swam toward him and clung to the pool's edge very close beside him, her eyes still brazenly sensual and mocking. "Five laps, okay?" she questioned.
"Five laps," he agreed.
Sue counted to three, and then they began the race. The lovely young teenager was a fine, strong swimmer, but no match for the big man's powerful, well-trained strokes. Ordinarily, he would have swum at half-speed and purposely and graciously lost in a race with a female, but now he felt a perverse desire to prove his masculine domination. He won the race by almost a full lap.
When he turned at the deep end finally, the petite teenager was standing at the shallow end, pouting at him, "Wow, you really went fast! Do you always go that fast?"
He didn't answer. He turned onto his back and floated, kicking away from the edge, breathing deeply. Suddenly, beneath him, he felt a hand encircle his chest and pull him under water. Sue had swum beneath the surface like a torpedo and ducked him!
They came up together at the shallow end of the pool; she was giggling, her dripping young face shining. Then she splashed him, crying, "Let's play roughhouse!" and stepped up close to him, put both her hands on top of his head, and ducked him under again. He reached out involuntarily as he was thrust beneath the surface, to grab hold of her slender little waist and pull her off her feet. She gasped, flailing out for a moment, and then she too slid beneath the surface.
As they thrashed about beneath the water, he felt Sue's hand come in electric contact with his thigh, brushing along it only inches from his rapidly awakening cock. It seemed to linger there for a moment, then move away. A surge of excited desire shot through him again, and he had to repress an automatic masculine urge to grasp the firmly swelling mounds of her breasts and buttocks. Her touch on his thigh had been an accident ... or had it?
They bobbed up, in waist-deep water. The teenage girl was standing so close in front of him that her ripe young breasts almost touched his chest. Her lips parted moistly with the tip of her pinkly wet tongue showing. The inside of his mouth was dry. Christ, why did she have to stand so close to him, the little prick-teaser? He had a half a hard-on already at the touch of her hand.
"More roughhouse!" Sue said suddenly, laughing huskily as she grabbed him and pushed him off balance. Again, they both ducked under. He twisted his body, feeling her surge against him, and then her fingers brushed over the front of his trunks, tracing the outline of his rapidly growing cock! They lingered there, massaging gently, gently, caressing with an almost maddening slowness that sent wild, burning ripples of passion flooding through his belly and brought his lust-thickened hardness leaping into a painfully throbbing erection. His mouth opened in a convulsive gasp, and pool water poured into his throat, gagging him. He coughed spasmodically, fighting his way to the surface. Sue came up with him, standing even closer to him now so that the hot firebrands of her near-naked breasts touched his chest. Her blue eyes were half-lidded provocatively, and there was mounting excitement inside her young, lustful body. Her plan was working! It was working to perfection, because he was more than a little turned on by her! His prick had jumped into a big, long hard-on when she'd touched it, and that meant that he wanted her-as she'd known all along he did.
Now she looked with plain, unmasked passion into his virile face. "Did you like that?" she whispered, "Did you like the feel of my fingers on your cock?"
He stared at her in openmouthed disbelief, his brain whirling furiously. He couldn't believe this was really happening now! She had deliberately caressed him there under water, deliberately brought his masculinity into an impatiently throbbing hardness; and now she was all but pressing her firm, young body against him, her eyes flashing sex and her lips saying lewd, enticing words. Jesus Christ, was she crazy! Didn't she know that he was only human, that she couldn't fool around like that and expect nothing to happen? Didn't she know that he was old enough to be her father, that teasing him like this was foolish and dangerous?
"What ... what's the matter with you, Sue?" he managed to croak. "For God's sake!"
"Mmmmmm, you have such a big, lovely cock," she crooned in her soft, sultry voice. "And I made it nice and hard for you, didn't I? Oh, I just love big, hard cock. I just love them! And I love yours!"
"Stop it, damn you!"
But she didn't stop it. Instead, she continued to intone softly obscene words to him-and suddenly her hand was on his fully erect penis again, expertly stroking it beneath the water! Her nimble, burning fingers caressed his long rigid shaft, then slid down to oscillate back and forth across his long sperm-churning testicles as she pressed her fully ripened breasts against his chest. Her breath was fervid and sweet and ragged in his face.
Irv knew he should pull back away from her, should end this impossible scene before it reached the point of no return, but the salacious pleasure of her expert fingering rended him frozen, incapable of motion. His brain continued to reel dizzily, ... as he fought for sanity. He knew he should do something, yet he couldn't move, and his massively thickened cock throbbed with still brighter heat.
"I'm going to take your prick out and hold it in my hand. You'll like that won't you, honey? Mmmmm, yes you will," she breathed to him.
"No ... no!" he choked. "Sue ... "
"You'll like it, honey, you'll like my fingers on your prick. I want you to like it, I want you to fuck me. Wouldn't you like that, Irv? Wouldn't you like to fuck a young girl like me, and teach me some groovy things. Huh? Wouldn't you?"
"Oh God, oh God ... !"
Dexterously, her fingers slid upward under water to pull back the waistband of his trunks, back and down until his blood-enraged member burst out and into the warm palm of the teenage girl's hand. Sue held it claspingly for a moment, making little animal sounds of abandoned joy deep in her throat, and then she began to stroke it gently, pushing the foreskin back and running her fingernails along the base, along the sperm-bloated sac of his balls. Irv felt the exquisite thrill of her caress bursting through his body, and raging desire began to block out all his rational considerations. He had always been a hedonist at heart, loving sex and pleasure, and the exciting touch of this wanton young girl was driving him almost wild with lust. He didn't want her, didn't want anything to do with her-and yet, ambivalently, he wanted to fuck her like he hadn't wanted to fuck any woman or girl in so long.
"Slide your trunks down all the way, honey Daddy," Sue breathed. "Hurry !"
Irv obeyed mindlessly, pulling them down as fast as he could. She cupped his balls in her hand now, rubbing them back and forth, squeezing them very gently, making the come build up hot and explosive in his scrotum. He looked down with glassy eyes at her hand through the wavy translucence of the water, watching her, reveling in the searing sensations of lewd delight. Then Sue was reaching up behind her with her free hand, unsnapping her bikini halter and pulling it away. Her beautifully rounded young breasts burst into view, and Irv stared at them with a fresh rush of desire. God, but she had a fantastic set of tits! High, resilient mounds were capped with large, distended nipples in their nests of brownish-pink aureoles, and the fleshy mounds were throbbing with desire, sheened with beaded droplets of water. His painfully throbbing cock jumped like a wild thing in her hand, and Sue laughed happily as she began to rub her wet, nakedly firm breasts across his chest, rolling the nipples through the thickly matted hair there.
"You want to fuck me, don't you, Irv?" she crooned. "You want to put your big hard prick inside my pussy and fill me up with come, don't you?"
"Yes, you do. You want to fuck me, I know you do. And you want to eat me up, too. You want to put your mouth between my legs and eat my pussy all up with your lips and tongue! My pussy is nice and clean-all wet ... good, and warm ... and its taste is so delicious."
"Crap, Sue, for the love of ... "
She was tugging at the bottom of her bikini now, pushing it down, down, to expose the sparse, light blond fleece of her pubic mound. She took one of his hands then and pressed it down through the water, spreading her legs and fitting his strong fingers between her excitedly quivering thighs, against the hot, wet expanse of her tight little cunt.
"Mmmmmmmmm," she intoned. "Oh, that's nice, big Daddy, that's nice! Isn't it nice! Isn't my pussy nice? Don't you want to eat it up and fuck it, Irv honey? Tell me, tell me!"
"Yes I Yes, damn you, yes, yes, yes!"
Sue laughed triumphantly, then guided him toward the edge of the pool with her hand still stroking his rigidly pulsating cock, and his hand still pressed against her wetly heated vagina under the water. She turned against the tile lip and whispered, "Eat me up, big Daddy, eat me up right this instant! Ohhhhh, my pussy is on fire for your mouth and your cock! Hurry, hurry, oooohhhhh!"
Totally abandoned to his raging lust, Irv grabbed her roughly at her trim little waist and lifted her up into the air, out of the water. Streams of water ran down across Sue's perfectly rounded breasts, past the taut nipples, along the flat velvetness of her belly to the raised, inviting mound of her wetly flushing cunt. Irv sat her down hard on the tile, her nakedly rounded buttocks slapping resoundingly, but the young girl only laughed aloud and continued crooning obscene words to the passion-crazed older man.
Sitting the way she was on the pool's edge, with Irv below her, Sue began to move her legs apart-wider, wider, exposing the narrow hair-fringed lips of her pussy to him, the full pink splendor of her tight femininity. Then she leaned back on her hands, her full, creamy breasts pushed skyward like twin mountain peaks. She raised her hips slightly, undulating her pelvis so that her widely-flowered cunt, glistening and enticing, seemed to leap toward Irv, and then retreat, leap toward him, retreat.
He watched it as if transfixed, his face only inches away from the moistly splayed furrow, his nose pointing at the quivering, fully exposed nubbin of her clitoris. Then, with a low moan of wild hunger, Irv lunged his head forward and buried his face in her warmly secreting slit. His tongue shot out, licking up and down over her moistly perfumed cunt lips, over the throbbing bud of her clitoris, and then back down again to the palpitating opening of her desire-inflamed vagina.
"Mmmmmmm, gooooooooood!" she moaned.
Sue continued to moan and abandonedly flung her hips up and down against his face, splaying her legs still wider on the tile, raising her steaming loins up to his mouth like some pagan offering of lust. The bronzed older man's tongue lashed out like a molten probe, slipping deep, deep into her hotly throbbing vaginal orifice in the ultimate French kiss, and he reveled in her pungent taste and the velvet warmth of her cuntal mouth.
"Assssshhhhhh, that's it, ohhhh fuck my pussy with your tongue, big daddy, fuck it, fuck it, fuck it!"
Irv continued his voracious tonguing of her moistly trembling inner recesses, his hands slipping up over her taut little belly to her full, quivering breasts, his mind totally committed to the act he was performing, no thoughts of anything else. He brutally squeezed her resilient young mounds as his mouth and tongue made lewd sucking sounds between her widespread legs.
Then Irv withdrew his wet probe from her channel and licked upward to the erectly pulsating button of her clitoris. She whined sharply as he took the tiny phallus between his sharp teeth and held it tightly there, before beginning to run the tip of his tongue around and around the sensitive nerve ending. Her wet blond head rolled from side to side in total abandonment, and the big man opened his mouth yet wider, moving his tongue downward once more along the smooth, heat-moistened slit to the throbbing moist opening of her vagina. And again he began to orally fuck her, hard, fast, jabbing strokes of his thickly wet tongue that burrowed deep up in to her wetly clasping passage and caused unintelligible whimpering sounds to bubble out of her lust-constricted throat.
Sue's naked young buttocks Jerked and spasmed beneath his plunging hot tongue, lifting high off the tile to meet each fucking thrust of his mouth. Her frantically quivering legs were spread as wide as they would go. She thought she would surely go mad from the sheer ecstatic rapture of his tongue fucking in and out of her tight young cunt, from the pleasure-pain of his savagely squeezing fingers on her passion-swollen breasts and nipples. The cute little teenager felt gathering billows of her orgasm rising out of control.
"I'm going to come!" she squealed. "Oooooohhh-hhh, big Daddy, fuck me meeeeeee, fuck me faster with your tongue, fuck me faster, I'm going to come, oooooooooo!"
And then, all at once, she crested the pinnacle and her climax struck with mind-blowing suddenness and intensity. She screamed out mindlessly as her juices began to flow from her widespread young cunt, inundating the older man's face and tongue, flowing down along her tortured slit and over her tiny brown anus to puddle on the tile beneath her nakedly heaving body. Irv continued to suck and lick her wildly pulsating pussy until, at long last, her orgasm was over and she sank back with a long, ecstatic sigh. She closed her legs tightly around his head, imprisoning it there for a moment in gratitude, and then released him from between her wetly fevered thighs.
Irv's rigidly throbbing cock and sperm-filled balls were seething infernos of impending come as he raised his head from between the young girl's widespread legs. The succulent secretions of her climax made his face shine like a grotesque mask in the morning sunlight as he stared up at the panting, glassy-eyed Sue. He had to have his own release, now that he had given her hers. He had to shove his massively pulsing cock into her, fuck into, her, pound his cock into her tight young cunt until his semen burst like fiery lava into the very core of her being!
"I'm going to fuck you now, you little bitch I" he cried. "I'm going to fuck you like you've never been fucked before!"
Sue's head lifted, and there was renewed excitement in her eyes. "Yes, yes, fuck me, big Daddy! Fuck me good!"
Irv grabbed her by the waist and pulled her down into the pool with him. She gasped as the cold water bathed her feverishly naked body, her hot, wet pussy. Irv pressed her back against the tile wall of the pool, and the teenager braced her ripe young body against it, bringing her legs up through the water and spreading them to encircle his waist. Then she grasped his heatedly hammering cock and steered it to her until the blood-engorged head touched her silken pubic hair and soft, butterlike pussy lips. She moved the head up and down along her wetly pink slit, undulating her hips in fresh excitement in a circular motion as she locked her legs more tightly around him underwater.
Suddenly, Sue thrust herself forward, in one smooth movement skewering herself on his long, gigantic shaft, burying his massive thickness almost to the hilt in the warm, lubricious folds of her tight young pussy. He moaned rapturously, and she cried out, "Ahhhhhhhh!" with her hips still rotating and her hands coming up to grip him under the arms. Irv dropped his own hands to the quivering rounded moons of her nakedly squirming buttocks, his fingers digging painfully into the hot flesh.
Obediently, wildly, Irv began to stroke into her with long, hard lunges, using all the power in his body and legs. He wanted to hurt her, fuck her like a crazy man, and he kneaded her soft little asscheeks with sadistic delight. Harder and harder he drove his burgeoning shaft into her tightly heated cunt, feeling her warm, wet pussy walls encompassing his throbbing: hardness, the nibbling muscles of her vagina like hungry fingers around his thick masculinity.
"Mmmmmmmmmmm," she squealed against his ear, breathing liquid fire into the orifice. "Ggggggahhhhh, that's it! Harder, harder. Oohhhh I've never been fucked this hard before and I love it. I love it!"
The bronzed man rammed his long rigid cock forward with all the strength of his hips and thighs, thrilling at the forbidden act of which he was a part. Sue wailed incoherently now, her smooth velvety legs enveloping his waist in a viselike grip, her hips churning the water around them to a froth. The satiny folds of her tight little cunt squeezed tightly around his rigid shaft, milking it already of its first tentative dribblings of seminal lubrication. He knew she could feel every inch, every muscle and ridge of his prick, as she screwed her nakedly rounded buttocks up tight against his pelvis. The bloated sac of his sperm-filled balls were pressed hard into the wet, wide-stretched crevice below her vaginal lips, and the hair-covered scrotum danced maddeningly against the sensitive flesh of her tiny puckered anus. Shivers of wanton delight made her fuck him as hard as he was fucking her.
Sue's hips were a blur of motion, twisting and contorting, and she opened and closed her legs around his waist as she endeavored to ingest even more of his long pistoning shaft into her belly. Then, abruptly, she cried out as Irv pounded his massive pole of hot flesh into her, "I'm ... I'm ... going to make it again. Honey! Oh, big Daddy ... oooohhhhh, I'm going to come again. I'm ... ohhhhhhh!"
Her body heaved toward his as the first delicious throes of her second straight orgasm rocketed through her, spurring him on, locking him in. In that moment, the handsome big man felt his own come boil over, explode along the passage within his wildly throbbing cock and burst from the widened opening in the glans like a volcanic eruption, flooding her inner cunt walls and the very core of her rapidly undulating belly with surge after surge of his fiery white semen. The naked teenager was squealing with total abandon, wantonly urging him to never stop filling her cunt with his wonderful hot, thick come ...
Finally Irv collapsed against her, pushing her back hard against the tiled edge of the pool. His rapidly emptying penis began to deflate then, and slid out of her tight young pussy, trailing long sinuous webs of his seed in the water like thinly white sea kelp. She stroked his face as he lay pressed against her, exhausted, and fervently kissed his mouth and his eyes and his neck in gratification. "Oh, Irv Daddy, that was fantastic ! Two times in a row, two magnificent ones in a row! I've never had it like this. Never!"
When they were back in the big house, after showering and dressing, Sue served them tall glasses of ice tea. She acted as though nothing had happened between them.
"I admire you so much," she said when she was seated.
"Is that so," Irv replied, smiling patronizingly.
"Oh, yes, I really do."
"And you wondered if I would listen to you sing and perhaps let you cut a record, right?"
Sue reddened.
"Listen to me, young lady. Cal told me about you and about your voice. He told me to keep an eye on you, that you would be ready to record in a year or so, but not now. Hell, you need to be strong to survive in this business, and you need to be a professional."
When he paused, Sue said, "But I think I'm ready."
"Yes," he agreed, "you maybe are. You have a natural voice, but you lack experience. Why don't you sing professionally for a year, then try me. I know two or three people who would let you go on the road with them."
"Ohhh," Sue's eyebrows shot up V ... "Who? Cal?"
"No, not Cal. He's a one-man act and show. Another performer who has a large following. I talked to him by phone this morning. He'll be back in Nashville tomorrow and I'll-be signing him to record for my company."
Now Sue was really curious. She couldn't imagine who it might be.
"Big Bob." Irv grinned. "He knows a lot about you already."
"He should, that no-good-so-and-so." She couldn't bring herself to really curse him because after all it was Big Bob who had taken her virginity, and it was Big Bob who had left her enough money to get along on.
"Anyway, I told him I was staying with Cal and he knew you were here, too."
"How'd he know that?" Sue wondered.
"I believe he's been having certain friends keep an eye on you."
"Mmmmmmm," Sue murmured, thinking. Why would he do something like that? Maybe his conscience bothered him after what he had done to her, but Sue knew down deep that it was she who had forced herself on him, because she did think he was her real father. Everything did point to it, but he had insisted that he wasn't.
Now she wondered, too, if she ever would find her real father. She had searched for so long-in every man she had fucked. She always asked herself if the man could be her dad, and the thought would only increase the desire she felt so deeply.
The next day Try and Cal took Sue with them to Music City Row. In the tall Tenky Record building they met with Big Bob and his manager.
Big Bob seemed overwhelmed with joy in seeing Sue, "Oh honey," he said, "I've missed you so, but I had to get away a while to do some soul-searching."
Sue studied his face, "Soul-searching? For what?"
"I've decided I want you to be part of my act. I'll work with you and well ... hell, I want to be a real dad to you."
Sue felt the tears coming to her eyes. "Shit!" she said aloud, then she turned to the door. "I don't want an imitation father. I want my real dad."
When she slammed the door behind her, running down the hall, she could hear Bob stammering, "But, but ... "
Sue didn't hear anything else.
She lost herself in the maze of corridors and offices. When she reached the bottom of the building, she turned toward a maintenance shop. The man standing there at a workbench, repairing some gadget turned to her, "Hi young lady, what can I do for you?"
Sue looked at him, her real father would never show up, she knew it. Big Bob felt sorry for her, that was all. Well, she didn't need that.
She needed a real father to love. Then she focused her attention back to the man who had turned to her. Maybe he could be her father. "Hi," she said.
Again, the man asked, "Can I do something for you?"
"I don't know. Canyon?"
He looked confused until Sue walked over to him. He put the object down, and then slowly wiped his hands on a cloth he had picked up from the worktable. Sue thrust her ripe young body hard against his, rubbing her tautly firm breast up and down his arm and undulating her hot secreting pussy against his thigh. Then her right hand was gliding down to cup and gently stroke his cloth-encased erection, while at the same time she stuck her wet little tongue maddeningly inside his ear.
The man moaned softly, trying half-heartedly to twist away from her, but she held tightly to his eagerly throbbing cock and balls, stroking them, flicking her tongue into his ear until he was quivering with excitement, his eyes staring through the dimness. Then Sue was murmuring into his ear, "Don't you like this? Don't you like me feeling you up?"
"Oh, God, yes, yes ... " the man moaned.
"Why don't we fuck then? You and me. Fuck! Your cock is hard. I can feel how hard it is, wouldn't you like to have it deep inside my pussy, fucking deep and hard into my hot box?"
A low, tortured sound was wrenched from the lust-incited man's throat-and by that sound, Sue knew that she had won. She whispered excitedly, "I'm going to take your cock out now, honey. I'm going to take it out and hold it in my hand, then I'm going to make you naked and me naked, and we're going to fuck."
The man just stood there while the panting young girl unfastened his belt, pulled his trousers and undershorts down, and began to stroke his nakedly swollen cock. Her little finger was extended downward to tantalize the burgeoning sac of his sperm-filled balls. Then she was pulling her T-shirt up with her free hand, pulling it over her head, and unsnapping her brassiere, and with the same fluid motion casting it aside as well. The lust-inciting sounds of lovemaking from within the room echoing back into her ears filled her with tremendous urgency, causing her wetly throbbing pussy to palpitate with crazed desire, and she tore at her jeans and lacy underpants, yanking both garments down around her ankles before kicking them impatiently aside. She stood completely naked in the room, her diminutive, young body thrilling to the coolness of the evening breeze on her naked flesh and across the hot moistness of her pussy and her urgently throbbing breasts. She pressed her twin mounds of warm flesh against the man's bare arm, rolling the nipples back and forth through the thick hair of his forearm, reveling in the feeling that lewd motion generated inside her tautly rippling belly and cunt; then she began kissing him on the neck and throat with her hotly moistened lips as she continued to fondle and caress his long hard cock and aching balls.
Gingerly turning her sensual little body just enough so that his massively pulsating cock was jutting toward her, but not enough to hamper his driving it into her if he wanted. Sue began rubbing his swollen, hot shaft up and down her warmly secreting cunt slit. She guided it slowly, maddeningly, through the wet, platinum-colored pubic fleece, causing both of them to moan softly with an obscenely spiraling delight. Against his ear she whispered, "I want you to fuck me now, honey, fuck me while I'm standing here. Hurry now! I'll lean forward against the wall and you get behind me and put your big, hard cock in my pussy! Fuck me good and hard from behind, hurry honey, hurry, and fuck me good!"
Sue broke away from him momentarily, leaning forward with her hands braced against the wall. Then she arched her back downward, lifting her nakedly gleaming buttocks up to the man, wiggling them tantalizingly, parting her legs wide so that he could see the wetly waiting opening of her hair-fringed cunt. She reached behind her, found his hotly throbbing hardness and grasped it tightly, guiding it to her backside, moving the moistly lubricated head over each of her asscheeks in movements that caused the fires of her passion to immediately spiral almost to the pinnacle of release.
The man was totally enslaved by lust now, no longer able to control himself or his emotions.
Sue's fingers were like firebrands on his long eager penis, guiding the pulsing cockhead across her quivering, feathery-soft buttocks. Her impatient strokes and caresses, combined with the intensely erotic sight he knew they would make should anyone catch them, made the pressure in his come-bloated balls almost excruciating. He had to have release, he had to fuck Sue. He had to, he had to!
The hot young girl was breathing so harshly now that she felt sure the wildly quivering legs would give way and she would fall to the floor. She couldn't control her gasping, consumed totally by the powerful emotions seething through her vibrant young flesh.
She couldn't wait any longer! She guided the man's virally heated cock, filled with swirling blood and hot semen near-ready to erupt, over the quivering nether ring of her anus, causing her to jerk spasmodically. Then she brought the thick shafthead down into the warm wet furrow between her wide-splayed legs. She teased the hard, rubbery tip up and down the moistened cleft, over her arching little clitoris, through the fiery pink folds of her cunt lips. Finally, with a low groan of intense hunger, she worked the blood-engorged knob of his wild-pulsing cock into her impatiently trembling pussy.
The pressure in the rugged man's balls climbed and soared, and the velvety lewdly squirming buttocks of Sue spread before him were an invitation that he was unable to resist. He leaned forward, not taking his eyes off the beautiful sight. He ran his hands up and down Sue's silken sides in spasmodic caresses while the full girth of his massively swollen cockhead slipped into the tight little cunt of the girl. Her wetly clasping passage around his hardness was soft, as soft and warm as flowing molasses inundating his throbbing manhood.
He suddenly levered forward, out of control with desire, and the full length and girth of his heaving cock flashed through the moistly clutching walls of the young girl's cunt, filling her, before slipping off her cervix and coming to rest, hot and hard and pulsating, deep in her belly. Sue felt a maddening ecstasy as she began to roll and fling her nakedly rounded buttocks back against his thick invading member, thinking mindlessly, It's never been this good, never, never!
Sue moaned excitedly as the handsome, rugged man's profusely sweating loins slapped against her undulating, upthrust little buttocks-and all of his great long rod lay buried in the warmly wet sheath of her pussy ... and then he was fucking into her in superb strokes that caused her whole body to vibrate with desire. The warmly moistened walls of her tight young cunt clasped his thickness like a soft fist, and the man groaned deep in his throat as he withdrew, until only the lust-swollen head of his shaft lay within the fire-hot wetness of her channel. He stared down for a moment at his moistly glistening shaft, slick with her lubrication, before returning his passion-glazed eyes to the nakedness of her beautiful, sensuous back.
His lean hips drove forward with ever increasing speed, and his hands kneading and squeezing the pliant warmth of her buttocks, as his long hard cock rammed up into her now widened cunt tunnel. The passage accepted it eagerly, and Sue rolled and twisted her hips back against his bucking loins as delicious waves of erotic pleasure surged through her trembling young body-a pleasure that was beyond anything she had ever in her life experienced.
Then the man leaned forward, resting his head on her warmly naked spine, and kissed the soft light strands of her hair as his hands slid under her twisting form to cup and caress the dancing globes of her full breasts. Sue moaned softly, then took one of his hands and slid it down over her sweat-streaked stomach to the wetly heated swath of pubic hair at the base of her belly. She began to move his hand up and down there, extending his middle finger for him so that it parted her swollen hair-lined cunt lips and moved back and forth over her erectly throbbing clitoris as his virile, throbbing cock fucked in and out of her wetly heated cunt just below. It wouldn't be long now, Sue knew; it wouldn't be much longer at all before he would come, and she would explode!
The thought caused her to buffet madly back against the man's powerful body, and her own naked flesh vibrated with growing, pin wheeling heat as she sought to achieve her orgasm from the great thick rod filling her eagerly twitching cunt below, and from his outstretched middle finger sliding so masterfully over her tingling little clitoris.
Then, without warning, she came!
Great flashes of light burst in back of her eyes, and acute pleasure consumed every trembling fiber of her insatiable, enticing being. Oooooohhhh, this is the best, the best fuck I've ever had, her mind chanted as her violently rippling orgasm surged through her. The best fuck, the best come, the best, the best, best best!
Behind her, his eyes glazed with lust, his loins bucking and twisting against Sue's wantonly upturned asscheeks, the man dove into her convulsing, climaxing cunt with long, looping strokes that seemed to receive power from the tips of his toes, his sperm-bloated balls slamming hard into her sweating, secreting crevice below. Then, as Sue's hot flowing juices consumed his penis or-giastically, bathing it with fiery liquid, his own balls erupted like a volcano.
Guttural, mewling sounds burst from his throat, comingling with the moans from Sue. Great torrents of his whitely bubbling seed spilled into the lovely young girl's tightly clasping pussy. He kneaded her full, firm breasts convulsively with both hands now, having abandoned her pulsating little clitoris for the warm swaying mounds, and his cock spasmed crazily in the moist softness of her cunt. His heated white come filled her, overflowed from her, causing tears of rapture and delight to flood from Sue's eyes as his juices mixed with hers deep up in her quivering young belly.
Then his long, hard shaft gave one last spurt of liquid and the erectly jerking cudgel gradually was transformed into a soft caricature of its former self, popping free from Sue's tight young cunt. As it did, sanity began to push away some of the hypnotic trance of lust which had captivated the man-and with that sanity came the advent of shame. She was so young!
Sue straightened up, sighing, and pressed her nakedly sweating flesh to his. She whispered, "Oh, honey, honey, that was really and truly the wildest! I've never been fucked so good in my whole life! You're the best, the very, very best ever!"
"Come on home with me and we'll make a day of it," the man suggested.
"No," Sue declined. "I have to go."
"But, I don't even know your name," the man called out.
"And I don't know yours," Sue said over her shoulder as she left the basement room.
When she reached the ground floor, she left the building and walked away. She needed to be by herself for awhile. Maybe she should call Billy Earle, she knew he was back in town.
No, she wanted to be alone, to think. As she walked, she realized that Irv was right, she did need more experience. No one was an overnight success, she knew this. It would take work, and she didn't mind this. But, she had to decide which was more important to her-work, or searching for her real father?
Maybe he was dead? No one ever heard of a Jamison in the business* and she had asked everyone.
She walked all the way to Vanderbilt University before turning back east on Broadway. When she came to Mike's place, she stopped and wondered whether or not to go inside. She knew Sean wasn't in town, so he wouldn't be inside. Finally, making up her mind, she walked into the dining room and on through. As she walked down the stairs to the basement pub she heard voices, but didn't recognize any. It wasn't until she turned into the basement room toward the bar that she realized who was there. Big Bob was the first one she saw. He paused with his drink halfway to his mouth, then sat it suddenly on the bar, spilling it.
"Sue!" he called out and was off his stool and over to her in two steps. He picked her up and hugged her. "Little girl, I've been all over this town looking for you. Where have you been?"
"Walking and thinking," Sue said, her voice sullen.
"Listen you," he growled, in a make-believe gruff voice, "You didn't let me finish this afternoon. I said I wanted to start being a real daddy to you. Then before I could finish it you ran out. I wanted to say, It's about time I become a real daddy, 'cause I am your real father, and I want to make it all up to you after all these years."
Sue studied his face to see if he was lying. He appeared to mean what he was saying, "I don't understand. You said your name wasn't Jamison. How could you be my real father?"
"After I left Nashville, I got to thinking that you could be my daughter, and I got plenty upset about what we were doing, so I went back to Georgia and did some checking. You could have done the same thing if you'd thought it out. Your mother never did know my real name. We just lived together. I hate to say it, but she was running around on me all the time and I finally just skipped out. When you were born I came back and you were legally given my name, Evans. But when your mother and I separated again, I never did go back. Your mother took up with a guy by the name of Jamison and when you started to school she just registered you as Sue Belle Jamison. Actually your name is Sue Belle Evans, that's the way your birth certificate reads."
Sue was lost for words, finally she buried her face in his broad shoulders and cried. Big Bob continued to hold her in his arms.
After what seemed like an eternity to Sue, Mike, the owner, came over and said, "I think this calls for a celebration."
He called out to his wife, "Anne, bring out a bottle of that old Irish Mist and a coke."
"Who's the coke for?" Sue asked, wiping the tears.
"For you," Big Bob said. "You're going to spend some time as my little girl again, before I let you grow up."
