A question often asked by those who deal with psychological problems is: What is normal? The answer to that seemingly simple question will probably never be answered.
The people within a particular society usually are well aware of what is considered acceptable behavior from them. And therein lies the problem of the main character of this story.
Becky is a woman possessed of deep and abiding passions, passions which control her life and lead her to overstep the bounds of acceptable societal behavior time and time again. In her search for physical satisfaction, the fiery blonde is helplessly driven to take her pleasure where she can, risking everything for the promise of gratification.
NEIGHBORHOOD BABYSITTER -- the story of one woman tormented by her needs and the fear that she is abnormal. Her tale is a lesson to our society, and food for serious thought.
The Publisher
Chapter One
Becky was washing her father's car in the driveway, sloshing the creamy suds over the hood and windshield. Out of the corner of her eye she could see Mr. Diggens, the neighbor, watching her closely. He pretended he wasn't looking, of course, and strode back and forth with his roaring lawn mower as if he had not a minute to spare. But he was watching her every move. She could tell. She decided to give him a little show. Leaning low over the windshield, she poured a pail full of white suds over the glass. Then she bent down and began rubbing a thick sponge back and forth, letting her huge tits toll and squish against the pane. Her plunging halter-top did its best to contain her wobbling jugs, but they puffed out over the top, heaved and tugged against each other obscenely. Mr. Diggens would have a clear view down her cleavage to her rib cage.
She moved away from him, to the driver's side of the car, splashing more soapy water against the side window and repeating her performance. But this time she reached over to swirl her sponge back and forth on the car roof, crushing her mammoth tits into the wine down and forcing them to mash into flattened balls. She could feel her erect nipples scratching the wet glass, and she knew damn well Mr. Diggens could see them clearly. She let the fluffy water slosh lewdly into her cleavage, wetting her tits and belly and sticking her halter top to her golden skin.
Poor Diggens was going out of his mind. The buzz of his lawn mower grew loud and angry as he stayed in one place and let it rip into the grass. He was leaning on the mower handle, not fifteen feet from her, his eyes wide and his mouth open. She wasn't sure, but his tongue might have been hanging from the corner of his mouth.
She giggled softly. Men were so silly. It was as if something got a hold on them that they couldn't control. It was like that sometimes with Danny, her boyfriend. He would get all breathless and she could ask him for anything.
The loud roar of Mr. Diggens' mower suddenly died and there was an odd silence in the suburban street. Becky pretended she hadn't notice anything and went on with her work, squishing her wet tits hard against the window. The warm water had slithered down her belly and was now wetting her cut-offs. She could feel it dripping down her thighs toward her striped knee socks.
Diggens had left his mower and was standing about six feet away, his fists in the pockets of his baggy work-pants. He seemed to be playing with his cock with one hand. He just stood there and watched her over the narrow flowerbed that separated their two driveways. A fine film of sweat covered his forehead.
"How'd you like to wash my car later?" he teased, a sly grin crinkling his mouth. "You look like you really know what you're doing."
"Thank you, but I have to baby-sit in a little while," she replied pertly, continuing her work. "Besides, I only wash daddy's car."
She was moving around in front of the car again, coming closer to him. She turned her back on him and bent down low over the front fender, pretending to rub a trouble spot in the center of the hood. She lifted one slender leg off the ground.
Diggens groaned softly. She was wearing the tiniest pair of cut-offs he'd ever seen. They were so brief the crotch dug tightly into the crack of her ass, and her gorgeous buns bulged out under the ragged hems. She was spreading her slender golden legs, and frothy soap was dribbling down the insides of her thighs. He wanted to step forward, rip down the tiny pants, and plunge his cock roughly between her luscious brown ass cheeks.
"H-how much do you make on your babysitting jobs?" he croaked, trying to adjust the growing hard-on in his pants without her noticing. "I'll pay you double that to wash my car."
She paused in her work, turned to face him thoughtfully. The Diggens' certainly would never need a babysitter. Their only son was well into his twenties, living in his own apartment in town.
"Really?" she queried. "Twice what I make babysitting?"
She stood facing him there in the driveway and the sponge she was holding drooled creamy froth down her front. The upper globes of her tits shone and her thighs gleamed like they'd been greased. Her wet halter-top clung to her jugs like a second skin, and the nipples shot out like inch-long stubs of wood.
"Sure. Come see it. It's pretty dirty. You might not want to do it." He strode off up his driveway toward his garage, limping slightly because of the hard-on that bulged out his pants. He couldn't take this any more. For months the little cockteaser had been flaunting herself in front of him and today was just the last straw. He had to try to make her or bust.
Becky skipped over the flowerbed and followed him up the driveway, still clinging to the soggy sponge. Her tits jiggled and rolled. Her ass cheeks flexed out from under the ridiculously brief cut-offs. She smiled to herself as she noticed Mr. Diggens limping in front of her.
He was hauling up the door of his garage, ushering her inside, and pulling it back down behind them. It she'd figured out his intentions, she didn't let on. She simply stood by his side in the half-light, her wet body glowing with a soft, golden sheen. He stared at her a moment, his eyes strangely tense. Then he backed her quickly up against the front of his car.
"Mr. Diggens!" she protested, her sponge pressed tightly against her chest. More frothy soap drooled down her naked belly.
"You're such a hot little piece, aren't you? Such a hot, cock-teasing little piece!" he grunted. He planted his hands on the car hood, on either side of her, and crammed his body up against hers. His chest bore into her and his hard-on lodged menacingly along her lovely belly.
"Mr. Diggens... what's the matter with you?" she whispered, though she knew damn well what was the matter with him. "Are you sick, or what?"
She was backed up against the car and her pretty ass cheeks were hurting. There was something huge and throbbing poking her in the stomach. His cock! It was his cock! All hard and pulsing for her! She'd given him a hard-on, and now she was going to have to answer for it. There didn't seem to be any way out!
"I'm sick all right! Sick of watching you shake that tight little ass of yours at me! Sick of watching you jiggle your tits! You've been teasing me a long time now, haven't you, sweet little Becky? Well, how about offering me some relief? Isn't it about time? Isn't it about time you offer old Freddy some sweet relief?"
Becky almost giggled, in spite of her position. She'd forgotten his name was Freddy, and it suddenly struck her as funny. The thick log against her belly, though, that was no laughing matter. That was a hard-on, as stiff and strong as a cock could get. And she was responsible for it. What was she going to do about it? He had a point. What was she going to do?
"Well, sweet little cockteaser! What do you say?" he leered.
He suddenly reached for her soggy sponge and flung it to the floor. Then he was gripping the top of her tight halter. His fingers thrust down and he was urging the thing low on her chest. She wasn't wearing a bra, and all at once her beautiful tits exploded over the top of the taut garment. They jiggled a moment before settling.
"Jesus Christ!" he murmured, shocked at the sheer beauty of her lush tits.
They were so full and plentiful, like the tits of a mature woman. And she was only a teenager! He was old enough to be her father! They were a rich golden-brown color on top, where they'd been exposed to the sun. Below, were they'd been shaded by her bras and bikinis, they were a lovely delicate milky color. And they were soaking wet and shining.
And the nipples! Fuck, they were the longest nipples he'd ever seen! Was she hot or what? Was she excited? Why were they so fucking long? Shit, they must be standing up nearly an inch from the puffy wet circles of surrounding brown flesh! They were gorgeous, fucking gorgeous! And there was only one thing to do with nipples like those! He just had to fucking suck them!
"Mr. Diggens! Ohhhh!" Becky panted, shocked but thrilled at the way he'd made her tits bust out over the top of her tight halter. The garment was stretched below her huge tits, forcing them out and up like long, distorted balloons. In the half-light they looked even bigger then they actually were. The disarrayed halter was acting like some obscene bra, pushing them up high.
"Fuck, I don't believe it! I don't believe these tits!" he groaned, his eyes taking in every inch of the plush globes. "You're so fucking skinny! How can a girl this skinny have tits this big?"
Becky flushed with pleasure. She had beautiful tits, it was true. She'd been told so a thousand times. By the girls at school and by the boys she dated. She suffered from no false modesty. She had the body of a nude model, and she knew it.
He was pressing her against the car, and her buns were getting sore. She tried to lift up from beneath him, raised a thigh up between his legs. But then he was dipping his head. He was tilting his face to one side. And suddenly I one of her stiffened nipples was in his mouth. He was sucking on it hungrily, tugging it deep between his lips and running his tongue around and around it madly.
"Ohhhh!" she panted, pleasure ripping through her chest. "Ohhhhhh! Ohhhhhh! Ohhhhhh!"
His mouth was sucking her hot stub high off her tit. His teeth scrapped and teased it crazily. It felt like a great long hunk of wet rubber between his lips. His fingers hefted her weighty jug in his palm, urged it up against his face. He made loud squeaking sounds on the nipple.
"Ohhhhhh! Ohhhhhhh!" she groaned, her eyelids fluttering. She wasn't supposed to feel this good! He was practically attacking her, forcing his attentions on her. Shouldn't she be protesting? Shouldn't she be screaming wildly? But his mouth felt so good! His lips and tongue were doing outrageous and lovely things to her nipples!
He was running his free hand down her golden belly, rubbing up and down in the wet groove of her crotch. Then his fingers were fumbling with the stud at the top of her cut-offs, and he was lugging down her fly, wriggling his hand under the elastic top of her panties. His hand flashed through the wet curls of her pussy hair and suddenly two fingers were prying apart the damp slabs of her cunt lips. His middle finger bored quickly inside her.
"Ohhhhh! Ohhhhhh! Ohhhhhh!" she moaned, and she found herself half-lying across the hood of the car, spreading her legs wantonly for his exploring hand. Her pussy was melting, growing wet and hot around his fingers.
Her nipple was snapped from his mouth as she fell back and he turned his attention to her tiny cut-offs. He removed his fingers from her cunt as swiftly as he'd entered her, and now he gripped her tiny pants and ripped them down and off her lovely pubic mound. He shoved them down her legs and to the floor with one fluid movement.
"Ohhhh yes! Ohhh yes!" she groaned, encouraging him to undress her and lay bare her cunt. She propped herself up on her elbows on the car hood and watched his every move, as caught up as he was in the excitement of the moment.
"What pretty panties! What pretty panties!" he gloated, glaring at the tiny triangle of white lace that covered her lovely crotch. All that held the sexy briefs on were two frilly white strings across her hips. He snapped one roughly and pulled the panties off her.
Becky's gorgeous blonde beaver bristled, suddenly free of confinement. The pretty hair fluffed up in a cute little V, splitting down below into the twin slabs of her already parting pussy. Her cunt lips were cracking apart wetly, and pink flesh was exposed.
Diggens sucked in his breath, pausing a moment to gaze at the wonderful sight. The blonde cunt hair was matched by the pale swath of skin that had been covered by her bikini bottoms. It contrasted sexily with the rich brawn sweep of her belly and rib cage, which was rising and falling with her, heavy breathing. Her tits rolled about, the nipples soaring.
"What are you going to do?" she whispered, her voice tense with excitement. She kept her eyes glued to his face and brushed a thick blonde curl off her cheek.
"I'm going to eat you to start with. Then I'm going to fuck you! What do you say to that? Is that what you want? Is that what you want from old Freddy, cockteaser?"
He stared up the length of her nude body, taking in every inch of her lovely form. Her halter-top, still tied around her chest, forced up her tits and made them wobble lewdly. Her cunt was nude and splitting for him, its lips spreading wider by the minute.
"Ohhhhhh! Ohhhhhh!" She wasn't protesting. She wasn't complaining. She was simply moaning softly, in a state of tense expectation.
"I'm going to eat this lush little cunt till you groan, and then I'm going to show you some cock. Would you like to see my cock, sweet Becky? Would you like to have it fucking up your cunt?"
Becky groaned softly, her legs dangling over the car. But then he was gripping her by the waist, thrashing her up onto the hood, forcing her to lie down across the top of the car. He shoved her farther, till her ass was hooked on the hood and her feet were lodged on the car bumper. Her tits joggled and rolled on her chest.
His hands were on the insides of her thighs, spreading them harshly. He bent between them and watched as her cunt slice cranked wide and loose for him. Her pussy hair was already wet and shiny, with cunt oil. And then his mouth was on her, slopping and slurping at her ragged twat lips as if he hadn't eaten in weeks and was sucking up nutrition from her hole. His tongue dug deep inside her.
"Oooooooh! Oooooooh fuck!" she whimpered, her head rolling back and forth across the cool hood of the car. His tongue felt fantastic! It was like she was being pulled inside out or something!
Diggens slobbered, nibbling and teasing at her loose cunt flap with his mouth. She tasted so sweet! So sweet and clean! Just like a healthy teenager should taste! This had been worth waiting for! All the months of frustration were finally being made up for!
Becky lifted her feet onto the hood of the car and let her legs fall wide apart. Her knees were hooked up and she could stare between them at the top of his head. The more he ate her, the more pink flesh flapped out of her cunt-hole. Her cunt lips seemed to be expanding.
He made wet sucking sounds with his lips, like someone eating soup. And his hands kept her thighs spread wide. Soon she was lifting her ass off the hood, pushing her gaping cunt up into his face. His tongue drove deep into her and swirled from side to side. Thick pussy juice slid down and greased up his whole face.
"Oooooooh, so nice! It feels so fucking nice!" she moaned, her head tilted up so that she could watch him. "Your tongue's going right inside me! I can feel your tongue wriggling around up my cunt!"
She began to hump her ass up and down off the car, forcing her pussy onto his mouth time and again. He reached beneath her ass and scooped up a lush cheek in each palm. He started to squeeze and knead her lovely buns and pull them apart savagely.
"Ooooooh, yes! Ooooooh, yes! Eat me like that! Eat my cunt like that! Ooooooh, God? Ooooooh, fuck, I can't stand it!" she yelled, half out of her mind with lust. She brought her own hands up beneath her tits and clutched them tightly. She flicked the nipples and squeezed the flesh the same way he was massaging her ass cheeks.
"You like this, sweet little cockteaser?" he leered, raising his grease-smeared face from her cunt and grinning at her lewdly. "My big tongue feels real good up your cunt, does it? Shit, I wish we'd done this months ago! It would have saved me from a severe case of blue balls!"
He dropped his mouth back onto her cunt and began nibbling and snorting at her once again. Thick juice was sluicing down her cunt walls crazily. It spread in a clear pool across the grimy car hood. He licked it up and slobbered it around her crotch, messing up her pussy hair and smearing the tops of her thighs.
"Oooooooh! Mr. Diggens! Ooooooh! I love your tongue! It feels so good! I can't stand it! I think I'm coming! Ooooooh, fuck, I think I'm coming!" She humped her twat up to him shamelessly.
But then he cranked her pussy lips a fraction wider with his fingers, and his tongue found her erect little clit. He diddled it back and forth quickly, pounded it harshly with his tongue. All at once she went wild. "Aaarrrggghhh! Aggnnngggnnn! I'm coming! Oooooooh, fuck, I'm coming!" she wailed, and her body began to writhe on top of the car. Her thighs flexed, and she was raising herself up high, six or seven inches off the hood, urging her cunt onto his mouth.
Diggens pressed hard onto her pussy, mashing his mouth on her wide split beaver and sucking with a vengeance on her smoking clit. He showed her no mercy. He was determined to turn her to jelly. Before he'd finished, she'd want his cock in her so bad she'd be begging him for it. He licked and slobbered at her pussy eagerly.
"Aaarrrggghhh! Aggnnngggnnn! Coming! Fucking coming!" she croaked, swirling her hips around in circles. She clutched her tits and tugged at her own nipples. Her belly humped up and down and from side to side. She'd come completely unhinged. And it had only taken a few minutes. Her climax was rolling through her in waves.
Diggens slurped into her cunt, his mouth coated with her thick oily juices. For a sweet little teenager, she sure came good! She came like a woman with thirty years' experience!
"Ooooooh, please! No more! Ooooooh, please, no more!" she groaned, gaping down at him with lust-wild eyes. "I can't stand it! I can't stand your tongue any more! It's driving me crazy! Please! Oooooooh, fuck! Ooooooh fuck!"
He lifted up from her twat, his face a shining oily mess. "You want something else maybe? You want something else up that sweet little cunt of yours? How about a cock? How about a nice thick ten inches of cock as a special treat? What do you say, cockteaser, huh? What do you say to a nice ten inches of cock?"
Becky rolled her head from side to side and humped her ass up off the car as if she hadn't heard him. She was whimpering softly to herself. Her eyes had fluttered closed and her forehead was slick with sweat. She clutched her tits and tweaked the nipples.
"Just as I thought. A nice ten inches of cock. It's just what you need, little cockteaser. It's what all teenage cockteasers need. Yeah, slut, here it comes. Get ready now, cause here it comes!"
Diggens stepped back from her and reached for his belt. He zipped down his fly and let his pants fall to the floor.
Chapter Two
A cock about the size of a baseball bat sprang out from Diggens' shorts as he thrust them to the floor. It swung up then vibrated out, like the branch of a tree, its head gleaming and purple, and its shaft pulsing weirdly with a series of ugly dark-blue veins. The great hairy pouch of his balls dangled down below.
"See what a nice big cock I've got? You could have had this to play with months ago if you hadn't been such a little cockteaser," he breathed, stepping forward between her widespread thighs. He grabbed her knees and pulled her down toward him, so that her yawning wet cunt was winking at him from the very edge of the car hood. He took his cock in hand and began to scrape it around on the tops of her thighs, never quite coming into contact with her aching pussy hole.
Becky raised her head and gaped down at him with curiosity; she was still coming, her cunt twitching and pulsing weirdly. But she wanted to see his cock. She could feel its hard wet head rubbing around and around against the tops of her legs, and she wanted to see the thing before he rammed it inside her.
"See it? Quite a cock, huh?" Diggens said proudly, like a boy showing off a new toy. "What do you think, huh? What do you think of Freddy's nice big cock?"
"Ohhhhhh, God!" Becky moaned, her eyes rolling at her first sight of the thing. It was huge! Just fucking huge! Did he really plan to fuck her with that thing? It would split her in half! She'd never be able to take it!
Diggens' nudged his cock head closer to her cunt hole, steering it around and around the soggy hair lined slabs of her pussy lips and spreading her juice into the crack of her ass. She was humping up and down still, forcing herself against his hard pole.
"You ready? You ready for some nice hard cock in that sweet teenage pussy of yours?" he leered, then he was slipping forward, letting his granite hard cock slide up and down in the groove of her twat hole. His cock head tilted up over her pubic hair each time he moved.
"Yes! Ohhh God, yes!" she groaned, her voice hoarse. "Please! Do it to me! I need it! I need your cock inside me!"
Diggens smiled good-naturedly. At last after all these months of having to watch the cock teasing little slut parading about in her cut-offs and see-through tops, her shorts and bikinis; he was going to get to fuck her. He was going to get to ram his hard-on deep into her lovely belly. She was begging him for it! She was lying there on the hood of his car, nine tenths nude, begging him to cram her full of cock! What more could a man ask for?
He corkscrewed the head of his prick between her greasy cunt-lips, prying the fat folds of flesh apart and letting her steaming twat juices bathe his hard-on. Then he began to push forward slowly, easing the great solid mushroom-sized cock head deeper and deeper into her. An inch of prick-shaft followed, and another and pretty soon he had three or four inches of hard-on buried up her snatch.
"Oooooooh! Oooooooh! Oooooooh!" she bleated, supporting herself on her elbows on the car hood. She watched with half-closed eyes as his huge log of cock bulled its way through the soft lips of her cunt. It just went on and on and on, inch after inch. There was nothing she could do to stop it, even if she'd wanted to. And she sure didn't want to!
"Such a sweet little cunt! So nice and tight! Ohhh, its such a cute little pussy, isn't it?" Diggens raved, studying, the process of his prick as it drove on and on. "You gonna be able to take it all, little girl? You gonna be able to take all my big hard-on up that sweet little cunt of yours?"
Becky couldn't answer. All she could do was moan softly as she was impaled on the stiff hunk of cock. But it began to look as though she would take it all. It really did! There was no discomfort at all, only soft, sweet warmth between her legs as she sucked the prick inside her. Five, six, seven inches disappeared and he was leaning low over her, putting the full weight of his body behind his drilling cock.
"It's going! Every last fucking inch is going! You sweet little cunt!" he wailed, his eyes flashing. His head dipped and he watched carefully as the eighth, ninth, and final inch of his hard-on vanished. He rested a moment, panting softly, his cock totally embedded in the cunt of the willing teenager's. His crotch hair mingled with her blonde beaver, and his balls slotted into the crack of her ass. Sweat dripped steadily down his face.
"Oooooooh! Oooooooh!" groaned Becky, letting herself fall back across the car. She felt so full! She was completely bloated with cock, her cunt stuffed to capacity with Diggens' colossal hard-on. She breathed deeply, savoring every inch of it.
"Feel good, cockteaser? Ten inches of cock feel good up your hot little cunt? I bet you love it, don't you? I bet you love every fucking inch of it!"
Becky moaned softly, rolling her head back and forth. She squeezed her tits some more, hefted them like bags of sand. And she rubbed her nipples with her thumbs, fucking them this way and that. Her legs were hooked up high on either side of him. Without realizing what she was doing, she wrapped them tightly around his powerful haunches.
He suddenly went wild, bucking in and out of her as if someone was holding something hot to his ass. In and out, in and out he lunged, burying his cock to the hilt, and then pulling it back till only the purple head was inside her quaking cunt lips. The shaft was already greased with all her pussy juice. It shone brightly in the light as he positioned it back and forth.
"Ooooooooh yes! Ooooooh yes!" Becky muttered at last, finding her voice again. "Fuck me like that! Fuck me like that! It feels so good feels so fucking good! Bury your cock inside me! Give me every last inch of it! Ooooooh fuck! Oooooh fuck!"
She was having another climax, this one more powerful and longer lasting than the one before. Hot jolts of pleasure were firing through her cunt walls, making her thighs and belly twitch against Diggens' pumping body. His cock felt like it was bulling up into her chest somewhere. Her tits jiggled and jerked each time he drove into her.
"Such a sweet little slut! Such a sweet little cock teasing slut!" he was chanting, pumping his ass back and forth between her circling legs. He gripped her tiny waist and plowed her deep, carving her cunt hole as wide as he could with every stroke.
"It's so fucking big! Your cock's so fucking big!" she wheezed, biting her bottom lip. "I can feel it all the way up in my belly! Fuck, what a huge, lovely cock!"
Diggens' ass twitched back and forth and his balls swung heavily between his thighs. Heavy cream was swirling inside the hot pouch, boiling up in readiness. He slowed down a fraction and tried to think of other things. At this rate he'd be spurting any second. It would all be over too fast!
"I love it! I love your cock!" she grunted, digging her heels into the small of his back. "It feels so fucking good! It feels so fucking fantastic!"
He tried not to listen to her. He tried to ignore her horny cries. But it was impossible. The hot little bitch was impossible to ignore. He began pumping again, drilling his prick deep. What the fuck, if he came, he came. He couldn't hold back. He couldn't last any length of time with this gorgeous little slut wrapping her legs around him.
He drove into her one last time and his balls fired up their hot load of cream into his stiff prick. A sizzling wad of spunk shot out inside her belly, splattering the cunt walls with silver white paste. But then he was backing out of her, pulling his cock from her steaming box.
You never knew with these stupid young girls. Some of them didn't know the first fucking thing about protection. He slotted his prick into the soggy hair-lined groove of her cunt, letting his cock head tilt up over her belly as he had before. Then he began to spurt put his steaming load of cum all over her golden skin.
"Ooooooh! Ohhhhhhh!" Becky protested, her cunt suddenly cold and empty. Why had he pulled out? Why? Didn't he know she needed him in there? Didn't he know she needed that thick cock bulling back and forth in her pussy? "Aaaannnnnn!" Diggens grunted, watching as streamer after streamer of sizzling hot spunk shot up from his cock head and splattered across her heaving belly.
He came with such force. He always did. He seemed to shoot for yards. Even as he watched now, a long glistening twist of silver cum arced up from his cock and landed on the globe of her left tit. It soiled her hand, draped itself over her nipple, and slithered down over her belly like a white ribbon. It made a loud smacking sound as it fell across her skin.
"Ohhhhhh! Ohhhhhh! Ohhhhhh!" Becky wailed as she felt the hot pellets of cream splash along her tummy. He was coming on her! He was letting all his hot cum splatter her nude brown body! The stuff was splashing on her like grease, covering her with wriggling white stripes!
"How do you like this, cockteaser?" he sneered, driving his cock up and down in the wet upper groove of her cunt. "How do you like being covered in cum, hot slut?"
He jerked his ass, thrusting his cock again and again over her soggy crotch hair. His balls splashed up against her cunt hole each time he drove forward. In no time they were covered in her slimy juice. And jet after jet of the creamy spunk fired off over her belly like water from a hose.
"Ohhhhhhh! Ohhhhhh! Ohhhhhh!" she whimpered, her pussy lips still twitching with her climax. The cunt lips nipped at the underside of his shaft as if they wanted to suck him back inside.
Scalding blobs of jizz were jumping from his prick and slopping on her belly. A jet skidded up between her tits and hit her in the throat. Another splashed the underside of her tit and spun off into her armpit. Great splattering circles of greasy white formed on her fluttering brown belly. Her navel filled up with a steaming pool of the stuff. It overflowed and ribbons... of cream ran off her flanks.
"Ohhh yeah! Lots of cum, that's what I like to see! Lots of cum splashing out over sweet little teenage cockteasers! Feels so good to let it fly! Feels so good!"
Diggens pressed his spurting cock onto her cunt hair with his thumb and forefinger. He watched the jizz fly out. He hadn't come this strongly in a while, and he stared down proudly at all the steaming spunk sloshed across Becky's skin. She whimpered softly, upset that he'd abandoned her when she was coming strongest and shocked that she was so suddenly splattered in layers of hot jism. She glared down between her hooked-up knees and watched as his cock spat out the last few spurts of white. Ropes of cum were drooling down over his fingers into the bristling patch of her cunt hair.
"Pretty little cockteaser, all covered in cum!" he muttered. His humping movements slowed and he drove his cock back and forth almost gently.
"Nnnnnnnn! Nnnnnnn!" murmured Becky, still pumping her cunt up at him. She massaged her tits tenderly and his cum stuck her fingers together messily.
His cock finally empty, Diggens leaned low over her. He used one hand to scoop his jism back and forth on her belly. Then he began to smear the stuff into her skin like oil. He smoothed it up from her pussy hair over her stomach, over her flanks and up onto her rib cage. In seconds she was shining with a warm layer of spunk, as if she'd been painted.
Suddenly she reached down to help him, running her fingers all over her belly and tits and smearing his cum into her golden skin lewdly. She glowed wetly, draped over the hood of the car like some exotic shining ornament.
Chapter Three
Becky walked around for several days in a trance, not quite believing what had happened between her and Diggens in the darkened garage. She'd seemed so in control of everything. For months she'd enjoyed teasing him, leading him on, as she liked to do with so many men. And suddenly things had gotten out of hand. He'd caught her with her pants down, so to speak, and had fucked the ass off her before she'd quite realized what had happened.
She couldn't get over the way he'd pulled out of her at the last minute, as if he didn't care at all about what she was feeling. All that cum! Why, he'd covered her in it! She'd been bathed in the stuff, from crotch to tits, splattered and soiled purposely! It had felt so strange!
But it had felt kind of neat in a way, she had to admit. It had been quite exciting. If only he hadn't had to pull out to do it! She'd felt so empty, so hungry as he'd pumped out his jism all over her. It might be fun to try something like that again, in the future, but only after she'd come! Only after she didn't need the cock inside her any more!
She didn't see Diggens for nearly a week, and then he just smiled at her strangely from across the flowerbeds one morning, as if nothing had happened between them. He didn't seem in the slightest bit worried that she'd tell anyone about their get-together. He just seemed very content, as though he'd finally gotten what he'd wanted all these months and he was now content to let things be. Even when she strolled down the driveway in her cut-offs, he was nowhere around to ogle her.
And she didn't really mind. Carrying on an affair with a married next-door neighbor who was old enough to be her father was certainly a risky business. They were sure to be found out sooner cir later. And for now she had lots of other things to keep her busy. Like her babysitting, for example. There'd be no mention of either car washing or payment fee after the fuck session in the garage. And in a way she was glad. She was a babysitter, not a whore.
She had several jobs that week, and she sat through them in something of a daze, staring at TV with her mind drifting round in the clouds somewhere. It wasn't till the weekend that she finally started taking an interest in life once mare.
She was at the Randall's house, babysitting their two small boys, and she'd become half interested, in some stupid TV show when Mr. Randall burst back into the house. He and his good-looking young wife Sandra had left less than an hour before and Becky thought he'd forgotten something. She smiled pleasantly as he paced back and forth in front of her, shifting nervously on the couch whenever he looked at her.
"Shit, what a boring party!" he complained finally. "And Sandra's making eyes at that asshole Larry again. I couldn't stand it."
Becky didn't know what to say. She gazed up at him and waited for him to go on. But he seemed quite content just to look at her. He was examining her carefully, glaring at her tits and then at her face as if he were about to ask her something. He appeared to be very restless.
He was really very attractive, Becky mused, eyeing him in return. He was one of the youngest of the several young marrieds that she babysat for and she often found herself looking forward to coming to his house. He was in his mid-twenties. He was dark and sturdy, with piercing brown eyes and a moustache that she thought was real cute.
"Do you want me to leave then? Are you going to stay home?" she queried, hoping he'd let her stay. Her eyes smiled at him warmly.
"Oh no, honey, I don't want you to leave, I came back just to see you, as a matter of fact. You're gorgeous, has anyone ever told you that?" He was staring directly into her deep cleavage, and Becky found herself blushing. She was not a girl who blushed easily. She was far from shy. But for some reason she flushed under the piercing stare of the young Frank Randall. Maybe it was because he was so direct. Most guys who were attracted to her seemed a bit intimidated by her good looks, as if they thought her unapproachable. He wasn't. He was confident and cool.
"You're the sexiest, most beautiful baby sitter we've ever had. I think about you a lot." He thought about her a lot! Was he kidding her, or what? This was unreal! Surely he must be teasing her! She let her eyes drop from his face and found herself gazing right at his bulging crotch. The swell of his cock and balls were right at her eye level, and she couldn't really ignore them. She glared at the bulge thoughtfully, trying to imagine what his prick must look like.
"Married life isn't always what it's cracked up to be," he went on, noticing the direction of her gaze. He stepped toward her casually, his hands on his hips, a slight smile on his face. "In fact sometimes it can be a real fuck-up."
Becky kept her eyes on his crotch the whole time he was approaching her. When he was about a foot from her, he stopped, stared down at the top of her blonde head. She didn't know what to do. She didn't know where to look. What was this all about? Just what was going on here? His cock and balls looked so big!
"Would you like to suck me off?" he asked her, quite casually. "Would you like to take my cock out and suck it?"
Becky gulped and looked up at him quickly. Then she stared back down again. She swallowed noisily, her mind racing. She did! Oh God, she did! He was so cute! His cock and balls looked so interesting! She couldn't deny that she wanted to do exactly what he'd just suggested. But she couldn't bring herself to say it. Not yet.
"Well?" he leered, his voice tense. "You've been eyeing my cock for the past ten minutes. Do you want to put it in your mouth and suck it, or don't you?"
"Yes," she muttered softly, keeping her eyes cast down. "Yes I do."
"Yes, what? What do you want to do?" he persisted, determined to make her say the words. He loved to hear young girls mouthing obscenities.
"Yes, I want to suck you off. I want to put your cock in my mouth and suck it." There, she said it! And it felt good! It felt good to admit it!
"Okay. Then let's go to it. No point in fucking around. Unzip my fly." He smirked down at her, his hands still on his hips, his crotch-thrusting out suggestively.
Becky brought up her hand, clasped the tab of his fly between her thumb and forefinger. She tugged down and there was a loud zipping sound. She unsnapped his pants and pulled them down to the floor. Then she hooked her fingers in his shorts and slid them quickly down his legs. Finally she glanced up. Her eyes widened as she stared at his cock and balls. She hadn't expected anything quite so big, even when she'd examined the bulge in his pants. His prick was about eight inches long, and it wasn't even erect! It hung down from a thick growth of crotch hair like a limp snake, its head thrust out from its foreskin. It looked too thick to get her fingers around.
It was a dark brownish color, except for the mushroom head, which was a deep shade of purple, and two veins pulsed up its side, which were blue. It hung a little to the left, and as she watched, it began to twitch upwards ever so slightly. It was pointing at her crotch accusingly.
"Well, what do you think?" he asked, studying her reaction. "Is it a nice cock or what? What do you think?"
"It's beautiful. It's lovely," Becky praised, glaring at it with big round eyes. His nuts dangled down below in a huge pouch, like two captured billiard balls. Tiny black hairs bristled on the leathery sac.
"Then why don't you touch it? Why don't you play with it? Don't be scared. It won't hurt you!"
"I'm not scared!" Becky shot back, and in truth she wasn't. She'd just been caught a little off guard again, that's all, and she needed a moment or two to adjust.
Slowly, she planted her fingers under the great heavy head of his cock. She lifted it up, hefted it on her palm, and stared at the winking piss-slit. The thing gleamed at her wetly, like a reptile. His balls shifted in their pouch as the skin at the base of his cock stretched.
"It's so big!" she muttered, her mouth watering. "I can't get over how big it is!"
It occurred to her to tell him about Diggens' cock and how it had been one of the biggest she'd ever seen. But she changed her mind at the last minute. Men never liked to be compared to each other. They were so sensitive about those things. Randall's cock would be the bigger of the two when stiff, but she decided not to mention it.
"Have you handled many cocks?" he asked her, savoring the feel of her long cool fingers on his heated prick. He was going to have some hard-on by the time this little bitch was through with him, he could tell. The sight of her sweet and innocent face inches from his prick was driving him crazy already.
"I'm not telling!" she teased, smiling up at him. She curled her slender fingers under and around his growing prick and tilted it upright, her eyes taking in every inch of its mottled surface. It was like some great bat handle in her fist.
"I think you have. Looks to me like you know how to handle cocks," he went on. She was really handling him tenderly, expertly, careful not to hurt him.
Her one hand began to shuck up and down ever so gently on his cock while the other one came up to cup and caress the swinging sac of his balls. She played with the delicate bag and squeezed very softly, joggling the twin nuts against each other like hard-boiled eggs. She raised her eyes to his face to check out his reaction.
"Yeah, that feels so nice," he encouraged. "Your hand feels so good on my cock!"
She played for several more seconds. Then she leaned forward, opened her mouth, and poked out her tongue. She was searching for his balls. When she finally found one with her tongue-tip she nudged it back and forth like a piece of candy. She gave it several long licks and made it gleam with spit.
"Ohhhh!" he moaned suddenly, surprised that she'd caught on so fast. This one didn't seem to need much instruction! She seemed to have everything well under control!
"That feel good? My tongue feel good on your balls?"
"Ohhh fuck, you guessed it!" he wheezed. "Lick them balls! Lick them aching balls!"
Pumping his cock slowly in one hand, Becky slopped her lush mouth about on his ball sac. Smudges of pretty pink lipstick began to appear on the dangling hairy pouch. When she dipped her head forward a fraction more and turned her face to one side, one of his swollen nuts plopped between her lips easily.
"Ohhhhhhh! Ohhhhhhh!" he mumbled, watching his ball disappear inside her warm wet mouth. She was sucking on it, rolling it about on her tongue, and bathing it in the lush heat of her mouth. It bulged out one of her cheeks lewdly.
"Mmmpppfff!" she said, chewing on his ball gently. A man's balls were so sensitive, she knew. Her mouth lifted off his captured nut, spit it out noisily. She snorted loudly and attacked the other one, siphoning it inside her lips before he realized what was happening. She licked and sucked at this one just as hungrily, rolling her eyes up to his face suggestively. She seemed to be smiling.
"Ohhhhh! Suck them balls! Suck them fucking balls!" he encouraged, truly impressed with her talents. And he thought he'd have to lead her every step of the way! This little slut could probably teach him a thing or two!
Becky backed off him one last time. When she dipped back down, she struggled to suck both balls, his entire ball sac, inside her gaping mouth. The nuts swung this way and that, and she had to chase them about some, but at last she cornered them, trapped them under the nook of his thighs. She wriggled her lips forward and slopped both his aching nuts inside her mouth.
"Mnmmnnnnmmmmnnn!" he groaned softly, her mouth driving him mad. She was using her mouth like an experienced whore! And she was just a sweet neighborhood teenager!
Becky snorted and puffed in his crotch, her nose suck deep into his thigh. His balls bulged out both her cheeks, making her look as though she had the mumps. Her eyes popped and her nostrils flared and she gurgled deep in her throat. She used her tongue to lick and tease his captured nuts, diddling them this way and that and getting tiny hairs caught between her teeth.
Then she backed off quickly, spurting the wet ball sac from her mouth with an obscene, squishing sound. Tiny beads of spit dripped from his ball hairs. She gave the pouch a last little kiss then turned her eyes up at him again and began to lick lovingly up from the base of his cock.
"Shit, you really like this, don't you!" he marveled. "You really love to use your mouth on a guy, huh? I don't believe it!"
Up the length of his hardening cock Becky licked with slow sweeps of her tongue. She started at the bottom and worked her way up a few inches at a time, forcing the loose outer skin of his shaft up and down as she moved. In seconds his growing prick was shining brightly with saliva and lip-gloss.
"Mmmmmmm, feels good, hey?" she asked sweetly, staring up at him as she licked. "My tongue feel real good on your cock?"
He glared down at her, thrilled that she seemed to be enjoying herself so. How many chicks got into oral sex as willingly as this? And how many were as good at it? Not many in his experience, that was for sure. Certainly not his wife Sandra, who seemed to find the whole notion revolting.
Becky's fist had stopped pumping him for the moment, for she was approaching the head of the cock with her mouth. She used her fingers to prop him upright, and licked the last few inches more slowly than the rest. Her tongue wrapped around his prick, wetting the shaft and making it shine. Her chin gleamed with her own saliva.
"Are you going to suck it now?" he breathed, his heart pounding. "Are you going to take it in your mouth and suck it?"
"What do you think?" she teased, still staring at him. "Is that what you want? Would you like me to suck you off?" Again he groaned deeply. She seemed to enjoy talking this way as much as he did! She appeared to love the long slow ritual of easy sex. What a girl! What a fantastic girl! What would he give for a long weekend with this little slut!
"It seems to be ready. It sure seems to be ready for sucking," she said casually. "I guess we may as well go ahead. I guess I may as well suck you off!"
"Ohhhhnnnnnn!" Randall croaked, his balls churning.
She was holding his hard-on directly in front of her face, eyeing it curiously. And suddenly she stuck out her tongue again and licked it beneath its swollen head. It tilted upwards, forced higher by her wet tongue, and then slipped off to one side and smeared a clear trail of pre-cum juice down her cheek. It vibrated up and down in the air heavily.
"Naughty, naughty," she teased, wrapping her fingers around it strongly and pulling it back in front of her face. A pearl of clear cum seeped out its piss-slit and she licked it off with the tip of her tongue.
"Oooohhhh, God! Ohhh, God!" moaned Randall. If she kept this up, he'd be shooting before she even got him inside!
"You're leaking! Your cock's oozing all this stuff!" She pouted, watching as yet another glob of juice slipped from the cock head. "I guess you're pretty excited, huh? I guess I've gotten you all hot and bothered!"
Randall tried to say something, but for the moment no sound would come, out from his gasping lips. He glared down at her stupidly, totally at the mercy of the horny teenager. He just stood there, bare-assed in his own living room, his cock a giant boom of flesh in her expert hands.
"Well, what a naughty cock! What a naughty cock!" she was saying over and over again, licking its head time and again. And then she gave it one last glance, angled her head, and then slipped the swollen prick head between her full and pouty lips.
She sank lower, sucking in inch after inch of granite hard shaft till half the thing was in her mouth. Her velvet tongue guided it back into her throat and swirled up and around the sides of the thing. It was throbbing hotly, still leaking warm pre-cum juice.
"Ohhh shit!" he wheezed, watching her cheeks swell and hollow as she sucked on him. "What a mouth! What a fine mouth for sucking you've got, little girl!"
Becky was resting a moment, her lips wrapped tightly around the bulk of his cock. Then she was lunging lower, closing her eyes in concentration. She dropped down rapidly, slipping in five, six, and seven inches of cock at one gulp. She paused only a second then continued, drilling every last inch of his giant prick inside her mouth with one final fast movement of her head.
"Ohhh, fuck! What a sucker! What a fine little cocksucker you are! You took it all! You sucked it all inside!" Randall croaked. He could feel her hot breath against his lower belly.
"Mmmmmmffffff!" Becky snorted, her face full of cock. "Mmmmmmffffff! Ggggggnnnnnn!"
Her mouth raised up on his cock, leaving it glistening with spit and lip-gloss. But as soon as she reached the head, she drove back down, burying the thing to the hilt. Then up she rose, and back down. She set up a steady sucking rhythm on his cock, driving her face up and down on him in a mad dance.
"Feels so good! Feels so fucking good!" he groaned, shifting his hips back and forth gently.
He didn't really have to do anything. She had it all under control. She had a hand clasped on his balls and she was squeezing and caressing softly, coaxing up his cum. The other hand stayed poised at the base of his cock, and each time her mouth rose up, her fingers curled around his cock quickly and gave him a crazy little jerk. She was masturbating him and sucking him at the same time.
And she began to hum deep inter throat. It was like a low growl, very soft and very sexy. He swore he could feel the vibrations on the shaft of his prick. She was sucking him off like an expert.
"You sure know what you're doing, little girl!" he praised, amazed that his sweet little babysitter seemed so experienced at cock sucking.
"Mmmmmmffffff!" Becky moaned. She had sucked him to total and complete erection, drawing up his cock till it tilted to the ceiling like a rocket. Now all she had to do was bring him off. All she had to do was suck up his jism.
"You suck so good! You suck so fucking good!" he wailed. "Where did you learn to suck cocks like this? Did you go to cock sucking school or what? You're so good! Ohhh! Ohhh!"
Becky really was doing a terrific job. Her head moved up and down with even, regular strokes, and her tongue licked him every which way. She was even using her cheeks, puffing them in and out on his cock as if she were playing it like an instrument. From time to time she let the cock slip from her mouth altogether. Then she kissed and licked it, rubbing it over her face.
"You ready for my jism? I'm going to come real soon. You ready for a mouthful of creamy jism?" he grunted, driving his hips at her. The cum was swirling in his balls, coned up by her squeezing fingers.
"Mmnimmmffffff, yes!" she moaned, glancing up at him. "Come in my mouth! I want to taste your stuff! I want to taste your stuff I want to drink down all your hot spunk!"
Her lips corkscrewed back over his cock head and plunged halfway down his shaft. Her fist circled the cock base and pumped up and down, making his balls jiggle in her fingers. She bucked back and forth, licked his cock shaft hungrily, then backed off, turned her eyes up to his. Her fist shucked on him.
"You ready? You really ready to come?" Her lovely face was gleaming.
"Fuck, of course! Mmmmmmnnnnnn! Suck it! Suck my cock! I'm going to come any fucking second!" And he drove his cock through the tight circle of her hand, humping it up toward her face.
She bent her head quickly and sucked him inside, twisting her fist on the cock base and making lewd squeaking noises. Her mouth began to buck up and down on him crazily, and her bright blonde hair bounced prettily. It would only be a matter of seconds now, she realized, and he would be over the edge. She could feel tremors and twitches at the base of his cock and in his balls.
"Ggggggllllllgggggg!" she spurted, her mouth and throat suddenly clogged with what seemed like a quart of hot jism. It was as if she'd stuck her mouth over a faucet and turned the thing on full force. Her mouth was being pumped full of creamy liquid.
"Ohhhhhh! Ohhhhhh!" he groaned, driving his cock between her sucking lips with long, vicious lunges. "Coming in your mouth! Just like you said! I'm spurting my cum into your mouth! Ohhhhhh! Ohhhhhh!"
His prick sawed in and out, and each time he drove his split cock head in violent little bursts and hit the roof of her mouth or the back of her throat, forcing her head to rear back, her neck to recoil. It was as if she were being repeatedly slapped.
She grunted, swallowing as fast as possible. Her throat heaved with the effort. And down squished his jism, between her cheeks and gums, under her tongue, and back into her sucking throat.
"Suck it all down! Eat my jizz!" he croaked, amazed that she seemed to be swallowing all he had to offer. Her lips slid up and down on him expertly, siphoning up the scalding cream. So far she had not lost a single drop.
It was all a matter of timing, Becky was musing calmly. It didn't matter how much cum a guy shot off, you could swallow it all if you timed your gulps right. You had to wait for the tell tale twitches in the cock base, then, as soon as your mouth filled up with cream, you gulped deeply once or twice. You could have your mouth and throat clear before the next thick blast shot free.
"Ohhhhhh, what a mouth! What a fantastic, hot little mouth!" Randall groaned, shooting the last of his jism into the sweet teenager's sucking mouth. "You took it all! You took every last fucking drop of cum!"
Becky swallowed noisily, her eyes fixed on his sweating face. She let her cheeks balloon out with a thick load of cream, and then sucked it all down to her stomach. Only a tiny trail of white seeping from the left corner of her mouth showed what she'd been drinking. She backed off his cock, let it swing damply in the air. Then she opened her mouth and turned her face toward him, showing him what was inside.
He gaped, examining her white-coated tongue and her creamy lips as she smiled up at him suggestively. She swirled her tongue around and licked her lips, as if she'd just eaten the most satisfying meal of her life. A look of total contentment spread across her lovely teenage features.
"I love to drink cum! Every guy tastes different, you know? It's like they all have different flavors. Can you imagine? Fresh flavors of cum! They should sell the stuff to horny girls like me! They'd make a fortune!"
Randall stared down at her tiredly, watching her smack her lips and pump his softening cock in her expert fingers. His prick was drooling a clear warm liquid over her jerking hand. His cock was turning into a long thick noodle. He tried to back away from her, but she held on to him tightly.
"It's such far-out stuff," she went on matter-of-factly. "It's so warm and sticky. Kind of like glue, or wax or something, you know? I really love it. I really love to eat it."
And as he watched her, Becky leaned in toward his wilting cock and gave it a loving kiss, planting her full cum-smeared lips on the limp shaft. She rolled her eyes up to him and smiled a teasing little-girl smile. Then she began licking his cock slowly and deliberately.
Chapter Four
Becky felt better for having sucked off Frank Randall. Somehow it made her fuck session with Fred Diggens seem less important. And so she began to relax. She eyen looked back on her sexual encounters, especially the one with Diggens, as quite amusing. After all, she had fucked him on the hood of his car! That was kind of kinky! Most people, certainly most girls her age, had fucked inside a car at some time. But how many had fucked on top of a car, on a car hood! She smiled as she thought back on the crazy encounter.
She even began to look around at the men she came in contact with, the men she often babysat for, with a new interest. She began to wonder what they'd be like in bed. She started to grow curious about the size of their cocks, and what it would be like to suck on them. She even wondered what their jism would taste like.
For some reason she found these older men much more interesting than the guys she dated. She wasn't quite sure why this was, but she suspected it was because the older men were always unavailable for anything but the most casual sex. They were all married. They often had beautiful young wives and children. And so they could never make any demands on her.
She began to really enjoy her babysitting jobs. Most of the time the presence of a certain male, and the fact that she was in his home, made her horny as hell. And this was especially true of Roger Todd.
The fact that the Todds were quite well off could also have had something to do with it. They had a swimming pool, and whenever she was invited to baby-sit, Becky asked if she could come a little early and use it. The Todds were nice people and they always said yes. She spent many an afternoon before an evening's babysitting sloshing about in the green-blue water, tiring herself out.
Roger Todd sometimes joined her. While his wife was getting the kids to bed and preparing herself for an evening out, he would swim a few laps with Becky and chat with her, asking her all about school and her social life.
One Saturday night, just as the sun was going down and the sky was all orange, they were swimming back and forth quietly, neither one saying very much. Mrs. Todd, as usual, was indoors somewhere, settling the kids down and getting herself ready. Finally Becky stopped swimming and sat on the cement steps of the pool. She watched Roger Todd swim back and forth for several minutes.
"You have a fantastic body," she said at last when he paused for a breather in the shallow end of the pool.
"What?" he asked her, not sure he'd quite heard right. He moved toward her and tilted his head to one side, shaking water from his ear.
"You have such a strong, fantastic body. I really like it."
Todd gazed at her closely a moment, his eyes roving up over the lush mounds of her tits that were packed into the tiniest of string bikinis. The globes were way too heavy for the flimsy harness, and they bulged out the sides and over the top of the two tiny triangles obscenely. They were a golden-brown color, baked delightfully by many days in the sun. Tiny beads of water speckled them and made them shine erotically.
The peach colored material of her bikini top had stretched taut to contain the monster jugs, and now that it was all wet it forced her erect nipples out like stark jutting thumbs. Her nipples were about an inch long and very thick.
"Thank you. I like your body too. You have gorgeous tits," he answered finally, staring at her without embarrassment.
She felt a spark shoot deep into her belly. She sat there in the shallow water and was thankful that no cunt stains could appear on the front of her already wet bikini panties. The cool water swirled around her softly.
"In fact, everything about you is fucking gorgeous, little Becky," Todd went on, slipping down beside her on the steps. He glanced briefly toward the house to make sure he wasn't being observed.
Becky found herself checking the house as well. Then she was leaning over toward him, letting her right tit flop wetly against his arm. She wanted to reach out and cup his cock and balls through his wet trunks, but she thought better of it. Some guys got really upset if a woman made the first move. And besides, he might not want to do anything here.
"I'd like a quick look at those tits, in fact. What do you say?" he breathed. Suddenly he was feeling her tit with his hand, squeezing the lush flesh of her tit through her tiny bikini top. He massaged the jug and ran his thumb up over her stiffened nipple.
And that was enough of a move for Becky. She snaked her arm between his legs, palmed the large mass of his cock and balls through his trunks, and began to rub up and down on the warm swelling. His prick seemed to have started growing already. It felt like a great soft sausage under her fingers.
"Fuck, little girl, you're quite a bundle, aren't you? How'd you get your tits so full and big? These nipples are big enough to poke your eye out!"
He wriggled his fingers into the top of her bikini and tugged down, forcing her huge tit out over the material. Her nipple shot into his palm like a hot stone, and he began to squeeze and caress her naked tit all over again, amazed at the solid springiness of her tit-mounds. They were making his mouth water.
"Ohhhhh! Yes! Feel my tits!" she moaned, her eyes fluttering with lust. Her hand circled the hot column of his prick. She tried to jerk him up and down, but his bathing suit was too confining.
"My, you are a fast worker, aren't you?" he praised, leaning down over her erect nipple. He sucked the thing quickly between his lips and began teasing it with his tongue and teeth.
"Ohhhhhhh! Yes! Suck my tits!" she encouraged, running her hand down over his balls. "Suck my tits real hard!"
He circled her nipple with his tongue and sucked up the entire end of her tit with his mouth. His hand squeezed the plush globe roughly, and then slipped lower, over her belly and beyond. His fingers burrowed under the tiny triangle of peach-colored cloth at her crotch and frizzled through her sopping wet pussy hair. He dug his middle finger far up her cunt.
"Oooooooh! Oooooooooh!" she wheezed, desperately trying to free his cock from his tight trunks. "I want your cock! I need your cock! Please, let me have it! I want it so bad!"
"Yeah, and I need your cunt real bad too," he agreed, spitting out her stiffened nipple. "I suggest we adjourn to the bath-house to fuck!"
He drove his long finger back and forth in her soggy cunt half a dozen times, simulating a cock. Then he pulled his hand from her pants and tried to stand up.
"I want your cock! I want your cock!" she complained, still trying to free his hardening prick from his trunks. She was pouting childishly, like someone being deprived of a toy.
"Well, you've gotta let me go first, for fuck's sake! Let's go to the bathhouse to fuck! Just let me go a minute!" He struggled with her there in the shallow water, trying to keep his voice down. At last he tugged her wrist from his trunks and forced her to let go of his hard-on. His cock poked out of the suit, looming up toward his belly.
Half puffing and half pushing her, Todd hustled the sweet teenager from the warm pool and into a small wooden structure off to one side. The bathhouse had been an afterthought, a combined sauna and changing room that they'd put in long after the pool to prevent guests tramping through the house in dripping bathing suits.
He bustled the confused teenager through the door and closed it swiftly behind them. His cock was throbbing in his trunks and his heart was pounding. This was very dangerous, he knew, but he couldn't stop himself. Not now. He was too far-gone.
So, apparently, was she. Even before he had the door closed, she was reaching for him, grabbing the three inches of cock that loomed over the top of his bathing suit. He slapped her hand away immediately, but she was hot to be put off. She fell to her knees in front of him and thrust herself up against his stiffened prick.
"I want your cock! I need your cock!" she was chanting, hooking her thumbs under the elastic of his trunks and tugging roughly down.
"Can't wait, huh? You need a cock that bad?" he mumbled, staring down at her blonde head. Droplets of water speckled her lovely brown shoulders.
"Mmmmmm! Mmmmmmm!" she moaned, dropping his pants to the cold floor and reaching up to grab his granite-hard hunk of cock. She thrust it into her mouth and began to suck madly, bobbing her head up and down and puffing out her cheeks lewdly. Her tongue wrapped itself every which way on his erect cock.
"Ohhhhhhhh, Jesus! Ohhhhhhhh, Jesus!" he groaned, gazing down at her. She wasn't giving him a chance! She was taking over completely, as if her life depended on it! Fuck, what a horny little slut!
Becky sucked up and down on his cock, plowing it back into her throat and diddling her tongue back and forth on its surface. Her tit was still lolling out over the top of her tiny bikini, and it jiggled up and down as she worked. Her eyes closed tightly in concentration.
"Easy, easy," he warned her, reaching down to grip her under the arms. Having her blow him would be fantastic, but this time around he wanted to get into her pants. The sight of her bouncing around his pool in her tiny bikini had been too much. That tight little ass flexing inside her pants! Those cunt hairs curling over the triangle at her front! Yes, he had to fuck this little slut. A blowjob would have to wait till next time!
He was raising her up, drawing her up off his cock. It slipped from her mouth noisily. Her lips twisted in a childish pout, as if she were about to cry, and he acted quickly. Swiveling around, he sat on a bench and pulled her between his muscular thighs. His cock soared up from his crotch like an enormous club.
"Don't fret now, Becky," he soothed. "I'm going to fuck you. Just relax and you'll soon have a nice big cock inside you. Here goes."
He hooked his hands into her brief bikini bottoms and thrust them down off her crotch. Her gorgeous wet blonde beaver came into view. Sliding her panties all the way off to the floor, he then pulled her on top of him, forcing her taut young body against his throbbing hard-on. It pulsed hotly alongside her belly. Then he lifted her, spread her legs with a vicious thrust of his arms, and sat her down on top of his cock.
"Ooooooh ooooooh!" she whimpered, her cunt lips kissing the fat mushroom head of his gigantic cock. "I'm sitting on your cock! I'm sitting on your cock!"
"Ain't it the truth!" he leered, trying to guide his cock with one hand while he held her tightly by the waist with the other. His cock was slowly, steadily, bulling its way between the gaping pink flaps of her cunt. It slid in inch after inch.
"Oooooh! Oooooh!" she croaked, grasping him by the shoulders and feeling herself sinking onto his blazing hard-on. "It's going! Your cock's going right up inside me! Oooooh!"
"Fucking right!" he muttered. "Fucking right! This hard-on's going all the fucking way! I'm gonna stuff you till you choke!"
He studied her splayed thighs as they slipped lower and lower onto him. His cock was driving upwards into the inverted V, disappearing inch after inch under the bristling wet patch of her cunt hair. Finally there was no more cock to be seen and he was in her pussy all the way, buried completely inside.
"You're inside me! You're inside me all the way! I feel it! I feel your cock way up inside me! Ohhh, it feels so good! Ohhh, fuck, it feels so fucking good inside me!" She rolled back her head and began to jiggle up and down on him, allowing her cunt to get used to the huge intrusion.
"What a sweet young body! What a sweet young body!" he moaned, and he was reaching up to draw the string of her bikini top. He tugged it off her chest and let it dangle across her rib cage. Her huge tits rolled into the open with a lewd shimmying motion.
"Ohhhhhhh, please fuck me! Please fuck me with that beautiful cock of yours!" she pleaded. She began to hump up and down on him, forcing his thick prick in and out of her snatch on each lunge.
He sucked one long nipple into his mouth. Her tit wobbled up and down against his face.
They began to fuck fast in the small cabin, bucking against each other hungrily. He soon had to spit out her nipple and lean back against the sauna's upper bench, allowing her to do all the work. He simply gripped her by the waist and occasionally squeezed a lolling tit in his palm. He felt the spunk seething in his balls.
"Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me! Cock cock cock!" Becky chanted, doing a pogo dance on top of his prick. "Feels so good! Feels so good!"
Her heavy tits heaved up and down on her chest. Her thighs were splayed wide on top of him. She closed her eyes in concentration and from time to time she bit her lip.
"Ohhh, Jesus! Ohhh, Jesus!" he groaned, his cock caught in the sucking channel of her cunt. "This is too much! This is just too fucking much, girlie!"
Becky pumped herself up and down on him wildly, her hair flailing every which way. She leaned onto him, mashed her lovely tits to either side of his face, and scraped her nipples along his damp cheeks. She clung to his shoulder with one hand and used the other to heft her tit and force it onto his face. Sparks of pleasure fired up from her tits.
"Ohhh, girlie, you're some fuck!" he mumbled, clasping her by her waist and helping her to buck up and down in his lap. "What a sweet young fuck you are! This is just too much!"
He spread his thighs under hers and tried to hold back, but the jism was seething in his nuts. His balls were being pounded time and again by her smooth satin ass-cheeks.
"I love to fuck! I love to fuck!" she was saying, her voice ragged. "I love a hot cock up my cunt! It feels so good! It feels so good to be stuffed with cock! Ohhhhhh!"
Todd let his hands fall to her ass cheeks and scooped up the lovely rounded globes in his palms. He pulled them apart, spread them roughly, then dug his fingers into the flesh and mauled her buns cruelly. He wanted this to last. He wanted to fuck her for as long as he could. But he could feel his jism boiling already. He was going to come, and there was nothing he could do about it.
"Cram your cock into me! Cram your cock into me again and again!" she pleaded, her mouth snarling. "Fuck me deep! Fuck me deep and split me in half!"
Todd clung to her ass tightly, groaned deep in his chest, and then let go. His cum spiraled up his prick and shot out into her in sizzling knots. She pumped it out of him, driving her cunt up and down on him crazily. His cock twitched and exploded, sucked to climax by her steaming cunt.
"I'm coming up your cunt! I'm coming inside you!" he whimpered, his cock suddenly numb in his lap. "I'm shooting jism up your cunt! Ohhh, feel it! Feel my spunk shoot up inside you!"
"I do! I feel it!" she crooned, her pussy dissolving around his spurting prick. She was coming herself, her twat spasming wildly. Her cunt lips were nipping at his cock viciously.
"It's shooting! It's shooting! It's shooting!" he wailed, half out of his mind with lust. "Ohhh, fuck! Way inside you! Way inside you!"
"Spurt it! Spurt it all the way up there!" she encouraged. "It feels so good! It feels so fucking good! Ohhh, fuck me! Fuck me deep! Fill me full of jism!"
Loud squelching sounds were coming from Todd's lap as all the cum and cunt juice slopped down out of her. The oily mixture soaked his balls and the tops of her thighs. And still she pumped up and down. She was in a world of her own.
The scalding jizz spat out from his cock, coating her cunt walls and squishing along the surfaces of his positioning prick. It belched out of him in great wads, fat, slithering globs of it. Her cunt hole was clogged with it, shot to overflowing.
"Come up my cunt! Shoot all your jism far up my cunt!" she begged, mashing her tits into his face. "I love it! I fucking love cocks shooting off up my cunt! Ohhh, don't stop! Don't ever fucking stop!"
Up and down, up and down she humped, cranking her thighs wide and wrapping her pussy lovingly around his shaft. Cream was oozing out of her spread cunt lips and soiling her crotch hair. Her upper thighs gleamed brightly with the stuff. And she didn't seem to be tiring. She bucked up and down like a marathon runner. She seemed to have unlimited stamina.
Todd was thankful he was on the bottom. He was glad that all he had to do was support her on top of him, sit there while the horny teenager drove herself into a frenzy in his lap. He'd have quit fucking ago, otherwise, totally exhausted. In this position he could keep up with her. And his cum seemed to be jetting out endlessly.
"Cock! Cock! Cock! I love cock!" Becky wailed, tossing her pretty blonde head from side to side. She leaned back a little now, gave him some breathing room. Her tits rolled mightily on her chest, like great sacks full of liquid. The nipples soared up from the flushed pink circles like nut-brown bullets.
"Jesus! Jesus! I can't stand it!" he croaked, the friction of her pumping thighs driving him crazy. "Ease up! Ease up! Ease up!"
Becky drove herself up and down for another couple of minutes, her climax still rippling through her. Then she began to slow down, seemingly content that she'd sucked out the rest of his cum. She sat herself more squarely on his thighs and bobbed up and down gently, the crack of her ass wet with jism and pussy juice. Her eyes stayed tightly closed.
"Ohhhh, girlie! Ohhh, girlie!" Todd moaned, still clenching her ass. "I'm all fucked out! I'm all fucked out!"
Becky bounced on top of him gently.
Chapter Five
The drive-in movie was less than half over and Danny Wilkens was growing very excited. He pawed Becky through her tight T-shirt, forcing his fingers into the lush globes of her tits. He ran his thumbs over her nipples and pressed the stiff nubs back in on themselves. He was breathing heavily.
"Danny, don't you to watch the movie?" she asked, her eyes still glued to the screen, "It's really quite good."
"Fuck the movie. I want you, Becky. I want you so bad I can taste it!" He rolled one huge tit around on her chest, like he was kneading bread. The thing was so full and springy. The feel of it was driving him crazy.
"Don't get yourself too excited," Becky warned. "We're at the drive-in, after all!"
"So what? We can screw at the drive-in! People do it all the time! I want you so bad, Becky!"
"And I want you, honey. But let's watch the movie first, okay?"
Her voice was smooth and silky, as if she were talking to a child. And in a way she was, she thought. Somehow Danny and the other guys his age that she dated seemed so immature, so juvenile to her now. They were like little boys. In a way she'd graduated, gone on to a higher class. She'd started fucking men, and she was enjoying it tremendously.
Guys like Danny wanted to fuck her all right, but they sometimes wanted other things as well. They wanted to go steady with her or start a relationship. They wanted to tell her what to do. She wasn't ready for that yet. She wanted to play around and have fun with lots of different guys. She didn't like the pressure. Right now, the only kind of pressure Danny Wilkens was laying on her was the force of his lust. And in a way she didn't mind that. At least she could cope with it. She let him play with her tits and she smiled softly to herself. Maybe she'd let him have what he wanted. At least then he wouldn't start talking about the other stuff.
"Shit, you've got fantastic tits, Becky!" he was groaning, slipping a hand under her T-shirt and reaching for the gorgeous mounds. "And you're not wearing anything underneath! Wow, how come you're not wearing a bra?"
Again Becky smiled, leaning back so that he could paw her nude tits at will. "I've decided not to wear one anymore. What do you think? Do you mind?"
"Do I mind? Of course not! I love the idea!" he leered. But just as quickly it occurred to him that he wouldn't be the only guy to see those stunning tits flopping about all loose inside her flimsy tops. Every guy in the neighborhood would be able to see them! Her tits would be on show for everyone! It would be like seeing her nude from the waist up!
"It feels so good to have them all loose! It feels so free!" she went on, unaware of his sudden, frown.
"What about everyone seeing you, though? What about all the guys?"
"I know! It's great! You should see some of the looks I get!"
Danny groaned softly. He was scooping up her naked tits in his palms and twitching the hot nipples back and forth. But for the moment he went no further. He seemed content just to feel her. He was very quiet and preoccupied. Becky sensed it immediately.
"Lift up my T-shirt," she suggested suddenly, not wanting to start a jealous argument. "Lift up my T-shirt and look at my tits!"
Again Danny groaned, but this time it was because of the sudden ache in his crotch. He did as she wished, raising her T-shirt an inch at a time and watching her gorgeous tit mounds come into view. For the moment he forgot about everything else.
"God, what fantastic tits!" he raved, folding her shirt across the top of her chest and letting her soaring nipples hold the thing up. "Your tits are so lovely! They're so big!"
Becky smirked in the darkness, confident she'd caught his full attention once again. "Kiss them!" she urged. "Darling Danny, kiss my titties!"
"Ohhhh! Ohhhhh, fuck!" he moaned, and he thrust the T-shirt higher, till it was rolled under her neck. He bent his head, poked one of her erect nipples with his tongue, and sucked it between his lips hungrily.
"Yes! Oh yes, honey! Suck them! Suck Becky's nipples! I love it! I love to have my nipples sucked," she breathed sexily, running a hand through his hair. "Do you like it? Do you like to suck my nipples?"
"Mmmfffmmm!" Danny muttered, teasing her tit with his tongue. He lifted up quickly and licked down into her cleavage and up the globe of the other tit. He quickly sucked in her other hot nipple, leaving it's twin gleaming with saliva.
"Yes! Ohhh yes!" she moaned, her eyelids fluttering. She thrust a hand into his crotch and began rubbing up and down on the bulge of his cock and balls. The mound was warm and throbbing through his tight blue jeans.
"Yeah! Take out my cock! Jerk me off!" he croaked, lifting his mouth off her nipple. He soon had it back between his lips and was gnawing away happily.
Becky used two hands to unfasten his belt and open his pants. She jerked down his fly and folded back his jeans and shorts so that she could get at the great log of his cock. It was resting alongside his thigh, but it lolled out into the open as she undressed him. It had begun to grow and loomed seven or eight inches into the air in front of her. She circled it with her fingers.
"Ohhhh, yeah! Pull on it! Pull on my cock!" he groaned. "Your hand feels so good! Jerk on it! Jerk me off!" She did as he wished. Anything to keep him quiet. With slow, easy strokes, she began to pump on his growing cock, yanking it up from his crotch then thrusting down so that the purple cock head poked out from under the foreskin. Her fist made soft slapping sounds in his lap. His cock started to grow long and thick.
Danny was stroking his palm down over her golden-brown belly. He found the stud of her jeans and snapped it open. Before she could protest, he had burrowed tinder the elastic top of her panties and was thrusting hopefully through her dense pubic hair.
"Danny!" she complained, caught a little off guard. She didn't particularly want to fuck Danny tonight. She was more interested in saving herself for tomorrow, when she had a babysitting date at handsome Dick Gentry's house. But what could she do under the circumstances? He already had his hand deep in her crotch and he was probing at her cunt. One of his fingers had driven between her twat lips.
"You're so sexy, Becky! I don't believe how sexy you are! All the guys in school say so! They all want to go out with you!"
"Yeah?" she grunted, suddenly curious. "What about Tom Carver? Does he want to go out with me?" Tom Carver was the heartthrob of the high school. He was star quarter back on the football team and he was smart to boot. An unusual combination.
"Of course. Of course he does," Danny groaned, not quite thinking straight. Her hand on his cock was driving him crazy. Her fingers were so long and cool. And she really seemed to know what she was doing when it came to jerking a guy off. He sometimes wondered where she'd gotten the practice. He sometimes wondered just how many guys pretty Becky had actually jerked off. Not to mention sucked off or fucked.
"Has he said so? Has Tom Carver actually said he would like to go out with me?" she persisted, truly curios if she got a chance, she really would like to go out with old Tom. He was supposed to be something special. And he was so cute!
"Yeah. Yeah he has," Danny blundered on, poking his middle finger in and out of Becky's wet pussy. "He's said so several times."
Becky slid a little lower on the car seat, her eyes glaring over. She was no longer paying any attention to the movie. His finger up her cunt was doing nice things. One of his knuckled was even prodding her clit. She yanked his cock up and down a bit more strenuously, and the snapping sounds increased. "They why hasn't he asked me?" she continued. "If he's so interested, why hasn't he asked me out?"
"He knows you're going out with me, I guess. I don't know. I never asked him."
Shit, thought Becky. Is that why? Did Tom Carver really think that she was going steady with this jerk Danny? That was crazy! Maybe she did go out with him more than any other guy in school. But that didn't mean they were going steady or anything! She'd have to look into this. If seeing Danny made certain guys hesitate to ask her out, then she'd have to stop seeing Danny. Or at least cut down on the time they spent together. She wanted a chance at a guy like Tom Carver.
"Ohhh, Becky, honey!" Danny groaned, glancing down nervously at his swollen cock. It loomed out in her fist like an enormous red club, its head the size of a billiard ball. Her jerking was so expert, so practiced. If she didn't slow down, he'd be coming any second. And he wanted to try to get into her pants...
He pulled his finger from her sopping snatch and her panties slapped back against her belly loudly. Then he leaned over her and hooked his fingers under the elastic and pulled down. She lifted her ass obligingly and he ripped down her jeans and panties in one rough movement. Her blonde cunt hair tufted up into his face invitingly.
Becky groaned softly in spite of herself. She hadn't planned on this happening tonight. But now it was started, she couldn't really hold herself back. All it took was a hand on her tits, a finger up her cunt, and she was a goner. When it came to sex, she didn't seem to have much resistance. She was easy.
Danny was struggling with her tangled jeans and panties. He shoved them down her thighs and tried to unhook them from around her feet, but he was having a terrible time. They were caught in a tight roll around her ankles, and he couldn't seem to free them. Meanwhile, her hand pumped regularly up and down on his aching cock.
I wonder what Tom Carver's like in bed, Becky mused as she jerked on Danny. Her mind drifted and she was scarcely aware of her date's clumsy attempts to undress her. She was very hot and she jacked him evenly, but she was actually thinking of other things. She was imagining herself in a clinch such as this with the sexy quarterback.
"Fuck!" Danny cried out, and with a vicious ripping sound he tore the jeans and panties from her, flung them to the floor. He bent into her crotch and began to examine the ragged pink folds of her cunt as it sat winking at him from the car seat. He used his fingers to pry apart the lips.
"Mmmnnn! Mmmnnn!" Becky whimpered softly. She was practically lying on her back now, sinking so low in her seat she couldn't have seen the movie screen if she'd wanted to. She spread her legs wide and let him poke and play with her oozing pussy. "I wanna fuck you, Becky! Let's fuck, right now!" he grunted, and be was twisting on the seat, climbing up onto his knees. She kept a firm hold on his cock. "Mmmnnn! Mmmnn!" she moaned. As his pants slid down his thighs, she reached for his exposed ball sac, cupping it in her free hand and joggling the twin eggs together.
"Oh fuck! Oh fuck!" he croaked, and there was a real urgency in his voice. It was as if her hand on his balls had sent an electric charge through him.
He was grabbing her, lifting her, trying to flip her over on the car seat. But she was low and comfortable where she was, and precious seconds went by while he hauled her up, twisted, her in front of him, shoved her forward onto her belly. Her tits squished into the car seat and one thigh flopped over the side so that she was half-kneeling on the floor.
"No! Give me your cock!" she complained, forced to let go of his monster prick at last. "I want it! I want to jerk you off!"
She was squirming on the seat, trying to roll herself onto her back, but he suddenly clamped a rough hand on her shoulder and held her down, forcing her pretty face into the vinyl. He was kneeling up on the car seat behind her, between her lovely brown thighs. He held his cock in his hand and aimed it for the upside-down gash of her gaping cunt. The sight of her exposed ass cheeks drove him crazy.
"Gotta fuck you! Gotta fuck you, Becky! I'm gonna come! I'm gonna fucking come real soon!" he grunted, priming his cock slowly and urging it toward her cunt.
"I want your cock! I want your cock!" she persisted. She craned her neck and stared at him over her shoulder, looking for the looming bulk of his prick. Her hand snaked behind her and reached for it.
"You're gonna get it! You're gonna get my cock right where it belongs! But you gotta let me do it! Quit struggling! Relax! Relax!"
She was writhing like a snake under him, and her ass suddenly reared up at him in a lovely, incredibly sexy hump. She raised her rump up so high there was a deep hollow in her back and he kept her pinned down by her shoulder so she couldn't escape. Her thighs were split wide and the dark pit of her asshole was clearly visible between the gorgeous pale spheres of her ass cheeks.
"Jesus Christ! What a sight!" he groaned, and he was lunging his cock head for the thick wet slabs of her hair-lined cunt lips. All sorts of shiny pink twat tissue had begun to ooze from between the soggy folds of her pussy. Her cunt was blossoming like some exotic flower.
"Mmmnnn! Cock! Give me your cock!" she begged, her hand waving about aimlessly behind her. She didn't really know what she wanted, whether she wanted to jerk him off, to suck him, or to have him fuck her from behind like this. But somehow she couldn't stop herself from struggling. In a way she resented him using her as he pleased, without worrying about what she wanted.
"What a cunt! What a gorgeous fucking cunt!" Danny wailed, and all at once he had his bloated cock head planted firmly against the gaping wet folds of her pussy.
He pushed forward quickly, while he had the chance, and crammed his prick head and three inches of cockmeat inside her pussy before she could squirm away. He rammed forward viciously, and the rest of his prick followed, seven or eight inches of swollen meat that was on the verge of exploding. With a violent lunging of his hips he began to screw her, burying every last inch of his cock inside her on each stroke.
"Oooooh! Ooooooh!" she whimpered, her face crammed into the car seat. She could feel his cock entering her, knew when he'd plunged in all the way. As he started humping her, she drove her ass cheeks back at him, sucking at his hard-on with her soggy twat lips.
"Ohhh, fuck! It's so great! Your cunt is so great!" he raved, supporting himself with one arm across the back of the bench seat as he drilled her. "It's so deep! Your cunt is so cock sucking deep!"
Becky began to moan softly under him, her pussy deliciously full of cock. She closed her eyes tight and bit her lip, her belly doing flip-flops against the seat. She tilted her ass as high as she could for the deepest penetration. Her whole body was thrust into the car seat each time he drove into her.
"I can't hold out! Becky, I can't hold out! I've gotta come! I can't help it! I've gotta fucking come!"
How could he come so soon? Becky wondered. He'd only just put his cock inside her! Had her hand job been that good? She was feeling pretty nice herself, but she was nowhere near coming yet. She frowned as she realized that as soon as he came she'd be left hanging there. He'd go all limp, and she'd have no cock to satisfy her! No, she couldn't let him! She couldn't let him come yet!
She flopped her ass down suddenly, dropping it from its lush upward curve and mashing her crotch hair to the car seat. His cock slid out of her pussy easily and swung up into the air like a vibrating boom. It shone brightly and dripped twat juice and pre-cum fluid onto her thigh. It twitched nervously in the air.
"No!" he yelled, falling forward on top of her, trying desperately to impale her on his prick once more. "Ohhh, fuck, no!"
His cock swung crazily for a second before settling into the crack of her ass. Her buns nipped at it teasingly and caught it in a lush grip. He drove forward once, thinking he'd crammed it inside her, and all at once the thing exploded, caught in the tight trap of her ass furrow.
"Ohhh, shit! Ohhh, fuck! Cocksucker!" he wailed, gaping wide-eyed at his cock head as it tilted up over the sweep of her ass and spat a long ribbon of silver spunk high over her back. The stuff landed between her shoulder blades, gluing silky strands of platinum hair to her brown skin. The wet ribbon then streamed down into the small of her back and collected in a thick pool that soon flowed off her flanks.
"No! Don't come! No!" she sputtered. She reached between her legs, as if to push him away, but she ended up clasping his swaying balls in a taut grip and helping him to pump out the sizzling juice.
He was drawing back, hauling the log of his cock along the crack of her ass till he had the head lodged alongside the lower slit of her cunt. But then he rammed forward again, unable to control his movements. And another glittering streamer of white cum shot out from his cock and blasted a wide pale trail up the split between her buns. It rocketed up her ass crack then dove off into the small of her back to join the puddle of cream already formed there.
"Ohhh, fuck! Ohhh, fuck! Ohhh, fuck!" he screamed.
She let go of his balls and tried to squirm around to face him again. But he held her down tight and refused to let her budge. He drew back farther this time, still coming, and tried once more to bury his cock in the warm sheath of her cunt.
He actually had it in his hand and was within inches of her hole. But before he could plunge forward, a great sizzling blob of jism jetted out and wriggled like white worms over her hair-lined cunt lips.
"Ohhh, fuck! Ohhh, fuck! Ohhh, fuck!" he croaked, watching in frustration as jet after jet of his cum splashed into the crack of her ass.
Her pink puckered asshole winked up at him, and in response another white rope spat out, directly onto the reddened circle. And another. Till the scalding silver spunk was drooling in a thick stream over the pink folds of her cunt, seeping in between her cunt-lips and sticking to her soggy cunt hair in pearly droplets.
"No! No!" she growled, knowing it was hopeless, that this was it, and that he was practically finished. "You can't come yet! You can't come yet!"
But his cock twitched one last time, firing another silver rope of spunk onto her upturned ass and cunt. And then he was finished. He watched helplessly as all the thick streamers of goo dribbled into the crack of her ass. Her asshole had disappeared under all the white and her gaping twat tissue was awash with it, the bright pink flesh shining as if it had been splattered with milk. Her cunt hole was clogged with the stuff.
He stared down as two or three large silver drops of cum drooled from his cock head and splotched her left ass cheek. Then he drove forward and finally succeeded in plowing his prick into her soaking cunt. He humped back and forth slowly, bathing his cock in all the cunt syrup as he came down from his climax. He made loud squealing noises each time he drove forward.
"You're finished! Fuck, you came all over me! I can feel you're cum all over me! Fuck!" Becky whimpered, bitter and disappointed. "What am I supposed to do now? Where's this great fuck you promised me? Shit, you just shot your wad all over my ass!"
Danny didn't argue. He plowed his wilting cock several more times through all the cum clogged folds of her pussy, then leaned down onto her back and pressed her into the car seat. Her sticky ass cheeks molded into his lower belly. He suddenly felt very tired.
"What a fucking jerk-off artist! Jesus!" Becky went on, crushed under his weight. "You came all over my ass! Jesus!" Danny reached underneath her to fondle her tit.
Chapter Six
Dick Gentry hadn't paid much attention to the babysitters he and his wife June had employed over the years. They'd always seemed so alike, brainless little teenagers with bad complexions and tight blue jeans. He'd given them their money at the end of the evening, drove them home afterwards, and that was it. He never gave them a second thought.
Then along came Becky. She really made him sit up and take notice. She struck a chord in him and he found himself getting a hard-on whenever she crossed his mind. One night he even had a wet dream about her. He imagined her wrapping those pouty red lips of hers around his prick and pumping him in her fist till he splattered her throat with hot jism.
It wasn't that she was any brighter or better informed than any of the other girls they'd used, of course. If anything, she struck him as rather more empty-headed than average. But this was somehow part of her appeal. She gave him looks sometimes with those enormous empty blue eyes of hers that said, she'd be willing to do anything, let herself be used in any degrading manner, if you showed her the way. You could do with her whatever you wanted, she seemed to be saying, if only you had the guts to try.
On top of all this, of course, she was by far the most beautiful of the sitters. She had bright blonde hair done up in those tiny ripples that were currently so popular. Her complexion was flawless. Her mouth, always full and suggestive, damn near drove him mad. The way she could lick her lips made his balls churn.
She had a girlish body, but with amazing fullness in the right places. Her ass was so tight and trim, her waist so narrow. And yet she had these colossal tits bulging out her sweaters and tops, with nipples that stuck out so far they looked like they'd wear holes right through her clothes. Her legs were long and lean.
Yes, she was a gorgeous little cunt all right. But so what? What could he do about it? He was a happily married man, after all, and she was just a friendly neighborhood teenager. Thinking about her in sexual terms was madness. It could bring him nothing but grief. Yet he couldn't stop thinking of her in this way. He couldn't get the image of her out of his head.
What made it especially difficult was that this past week or two she seemed to be coming on to him. She seemed to be welcoming his lustful looks. Tonight, as he drove home with his wife, he was determined to do something about it. Either he'd stop her eyeing him that way, embarrass her into quitting, or what? Well, that remained to be seen. All he knew was, he couldn't go on this way. He was losing sleep.
He waited till his wife had padded off toward the bedroom and he had paid the teenager her money. Then, when he was leading Becky downstairs to the car, he touched her arm, stopped her, as they were about to go through the side door to the garage. They were in the rumpus room, alongside the pool table that was Gentry's pride and joy.
"Becky..." he began, his heart pounding softly. What was the matter with him? She was just a teenage babysitter!
"Yes, Mr. Gentry?" she answered, turning her big blue eyes up toward him.
She was a little breathless herself, and not just because she found Mr. Gentry sp handsome. She'd been thinking about him for several days, and shed was wondering how, once out in the car, she could make a pass at him.
"I..." He mumbled, gaping at her a little stupidly. His eyes fell to her tits and for the moment he couldn't speak. They were thrusting out her light sweater like ripe melons.
"Is anything wrong?" she teased, her eyes laughing, she knew exactly what was wrong. It was the same thing that was wrong with all the horny older men she came in contact with. He wanted to fuck her! He wanted to fuck her and fill her full of jism!
I... I want to... talk to you, he muttered, feeling a bit like a young boy asking for his first date. "There's something I want to ask you."
Becky turned to face him fully and stepped closer. Her fine young tits were nearly touching his shirtfront. He waited for a moment, and she stared up at him, a slight smile on her lips, her eyes twinkling. Her mouth was open just a fraction and he could see her tongue playing about between her even white teeth.
"You've been looking at me strangely these past few weeks. I want to know why!" he burst out, finally looking her in the eye. "Is there something wrong with me?"
Becky smiled warmly, flattered by his obvious embarrassment. "I think you're sexy," she said softly, touching his chest with the palm of her hand. "I think you're one of the sexiest men I know."
Gentry felt the familiar stirring in his crotch. Her hand on his chest was warm and caressing. He wanted to grab her in his arms, crush her to him. But something held him back. He kept thinking of his wife upstairs. He didn't say anymore. He gazed into her gorgeous teenage face and tried to figure out what was going on in that empty head.
"In fact I've been thinking of you a lot lately," she went on, circling her fingers about on his chest. Suddenly one of his shirt buttons popped open and her eyes widened in mock surprise. "Did I do that? How naughty of me! Oh there goes another one! And another!"
Her fingers played about on his chest, flicking open button after button till she had his shirt completely undone. She stared into his eyes the whole time she was doing this, smiling slyly. And he didn't make any move to resist. He couldn't speak. He couldn't move. All he could do was watch her.
"I think you're so sexy!" she murmured huskily, her voice growing heavy with lust. "You've no idea! I want to suck you off! Will you let me? Will you let me take your cock in my mouth and suck you off?"
Gently groaned softly. He watched as she leaned toward him, planted a kiss on his nipple. Then she was moving down, scraping her tongue over his chest. She poked her tongue tip into his navel and circled it about. Her fingers began to unbuckle his belt.
"I've wanted to suck you off for so long!" she rambled on, sinking onto her knees on the floor. She unzipped him and his slacks fell to the carpet. She tugged on his shorts and thrust them eagerly down his legs. His cock pointed to the ground at a forty-five-degree angle. It was thickening steadily.
Gentry couldn't quite believe this was happening. If he'd ever imagined getting it on with Becky, it hadn't been like this. He'd imagined himself as the seducer, the one calling the shots. He would be the one undressing her, not she him. Yet here he was standing passively, letting her strip him. And he was enjoying it. The sight of her on her knees in front of him, her bright blonde head shining, was incredibly erotic.
Then her long cool fingers were curling around his hanging cock, and he felt his legs tense. She was turning and twisting his cock tenderly in her fist, eyeing it carefully, as if she wanted to get to know it completely. And she was shucking it up and down slowly in the tight circle of her fingers, priming it and testing its weight.
"Your cock's fantastic!" she murmured admiringly, examining the thick blue veins and the foreskin at its tip. Each time she thrust down on the cock, the skin peeled back and the huge dome of his cock head soared into view, shining wetly.
His throat suddenly dry and scratchy. Her hand was so light, so expert on his prick! Even his own wife didn't handle him as tenderly as this!
She began to kiss his cock, licking along the throbbing hunk of meat and scouring it with her tongue. She kept her eyes glued to his face the whole time and smiled at him teasingly, watching his reaction. She had a fair idea of what the sight of her licking his cock must be doing to him.
"Jesus, honey! Are you sure you want to do this?" he asked, realizing even as he said it how stupid it sounded. "I mean, do you really want to suck me off?"
In answer to his question, she twisted his cock shaft in her fist and corkscrewed the head between her lips. She dipped her face low on him and siphoned in two or three inches of growing cock. She started bucking her blonde head up and down on him. Her fist primed the base roughly.
"Ohhh, honey! Ohhh, honey!" He gazed down at her lovely face and watched her suck his shaft, sucking in three, four and five inches at a time. The thing had grown almost to full size now and its head was denting her smooth cheek each time she slid up the trunk.
"Mmmmm! Mmmmm!" Becky warbled, a deep, satisfied sound that said she was enjoying herself thoroughly. She was twisting the cock base in her fingers and making the reddened flesh squeak. Her hair bobbed up and down prettily.
Without warning, she stopped, lifted her sucking mouth off his hard-on, and stared at the thing as if she'd had a sudden thought. She squeezed it in her fist, smiled curiously, and then began rubbing the cock head on her face, smearing it up and down on her cheeks and across the bridge of her nose. Her eyes closed tightly and she crammed the cock head against the lids, smudging the sockets with tiny trails of pre-cum juice.
"Ohhh, no! I don't believe it!" Gentry croaked, glaring at her in fascination. "Becky honey! Becky honey!"
Her long eyelashes were glistening with pre-cum sauce. There were trails of the clear liquid up her cheeks and along side her nose. Her fist clamped the cock tightly and she continued on her way, mashing the head against her face as if it were some new treatment for teenage complexions. She finally slopped it against her lips and sucked the bulbous knob inside.
"Mmmmmm! Mmmmmm!" she moaned ecstatically, resuming her up-and-down movements on his prick. Her free hand was cupping his balls and caressing them wantonly.
"I can't stand it! Ohhh fuck, I can't stand it!" he grunted suddenly, and he was reaching for her, slipping his hands into her armpits. He hauled her up, forcing her to release the cock from her mouth. Then he was pulling her backwards toward the pool table.
"No! Give me your cock! I want to suck your cock!" she wailed. "Let me suck it! Let me suck your big thick cock!"
His slacks tangled around his ankles, Gentry hauled her roughly to the pool table. He bent her backwards over its side and tugged her onto its flat green surface, using every ounce of his strength to control her erratic wriggling. He flipped her onto her back in front of him, lowered her head till it tilted backwards over the table's edge. Her blonde hair cascaded to the floor.
"Sssshhhhhh! You can suck it! I'll let you suck it!" he groaned, fearful lest his wife should hear them. "But I've got to do it this way! I've just got to! Here! Here it is!"
Her face was upside down in front of his enormous cock and he was poking it at her, trying to get it back into her mouth. But she didn't seem to understand. She was still struggling, reaching for his cock and trying to raise herself up off the table at the same time. Her face was flushed and tense.
"Here, you stupid cunt! I'm going to fuck your face! Relax and open your mouth! I'm going to shove my cock down your throat and fuck your face! Ohhhhhh!"
He was prodding his cock every which way on her face, bumping her cheeks and her nose with the hard wet head. But suddenly she seemed to hear him. She was still, her body went limp on the table, and her mouth opened wide. He drove, forward, plowing his prick head and three inches of dick into her mouth with one strong lunge. He waited, gave her a second to adjust to the bulling, erection, then plunged the rest of it forward, burying every last inch of cock in her upside down face.
She gurgled, her eyelids fluttering. She gazed up between his legs and studied the great velvety pouch of his balls as it dangled inches from her. She could see the corded muscles of his thighs and the crook of his ass.
But then he was fucking her, drilling his hard-on in and out of her mouth with a vengeance. His balls swung crazily before her and his ass cheeks flexed. Each time he drove forward, his nut-bag dragged roughly up over her forehead, scraped along her nose, and ended up caught against her upper lip. It blocked off both nostrils completely.
"Ohhh, Jesus! Ohhh, Jesus!" he croaked, knifing his cock into her throat again and again. The heavy jism was boiling in his nuts and he was no longer in control of his actions. He carved her mouth open with his prick, half out of his mind.
He was holding her down on the table by her thighs, but suddenly he let her go and gripped the tops of her blue jeans in his fingers. He pulled apart and there was a tremendous ripping sound as he burst the fly and shredded the pants off her crotch. Her pretty blue panties stretched taut across her pussy and he tore these off too, freeing her bristling twat bush with a vicious motion.
"What a cunt! What a cunt!" he groaned. He dropped down on top of her, glued his mouth to the hair-lined slice of her girlish cunt. He dug his tongue inside her and began ramming it back and forth, up and down, as he pumped his cock into her throat.
"Mmmmmffffff!" Becky bleated, totally helpless beneath him. She clutched his muscled thighs tensely and tried to keep her throat aligned, so that he wouldn't hurt her with his plunging cock. She snuffled and snorted onto his balls as she tried to suck in enough air.
"Sssppplllfff!" he slobbered into her cunt, nipping at the oozing folds of twat tissue with his lips. Her cunt was gaping wide for him, seeping a thick, creamy fluid onto his tongue. He was using his mouth to pry the cunt lips even farther apart, sucking and slurping nosily. She already seemed wide enough to get a fist into.
And Becky gazed up into the crook of his ass in panic, fearful of what she knew was about to happen. The corded bulk of his heavily veined prick plunged and withdrew in front of her eye, its trunk all glistening with her saliva. His balls danced wildly on he face. She clenched his thighs tight, barely aware that below he had torn her pants off and was eating her cunt. Her breath blew up into his crotch.
"Ohhh, fuck! Ohhh, fuck!" he gasped suddenly, lifting his gunk-smeared face up off her twat. "I'm coming! I'm coming down your throat! Ohhhh, fuck!"
He plunged inside her two or three more times and Becky felt his cock head twitch. Suddenly her entire mouth was ballooning with spunk, shot to overflowing with a great heavy draft of hot cream. It coated her tongue, splattered the roof of her mouth. Two thick white trails escaped from the corners of her mouth.
Then he was plunging forward, driving all the scalding jism down her throat to her belly. She swallowed frantically, knowing full well that this was only the beginning, and that now he was started, he wouldn't stop till his swinging balls were empty. The cum chugged to her stomach thickly, like glue.
"Ohhh, shit, it feels so good! Feels so good to be coming down your throat!" he wailed, his face red and gleaming with sweat. He drove in and out steadily, and great strings of white jism dripped and drooled from his cock shaft and splattered her face.
"Mmmmffffff!" she complained, her fingers digging deep into his thighs. Another huge blast of spunk shot out into her mouth and she was coughing, gagging on the stuff, snorting it up into her nasal passages and exploding it from her flared nostrils. She painted his balls with speckles of his jism.
His cock head spasmed and poured out jet after jet of the steaming liquid, clogging her mouth to capacity and choking up her bobbing throat. In and out, in and out he drove, his head suspended over her gaping pink cunt. And try as she might, she couldn't keep up. He seemed to have quarts of the stuff. No sooner had she cleared away one blast with a deep sucking when another shot ripped free, forcing her cheeks to balloon wide.
More and more jizz escaped from the corners of her mouth. It poured like mercury up her cheeks and pooled in her eye sockets, messing up her pretty face obscenely. And her nose snorted the stuff. Her raw and reddened lips were coated as if she'd been sucking ice cream.
"Drink it all down! Drink it all down!" he grunted, his ass cheeks positioning back and forth in a pale blur. "Suck it all down! Suck it all down to your belly!"
Becky gurgled. Her neck rippled wildly with the effort of swallowing, and her head was jerked up and down with the harsh thrusts of his hips.
He blasted out another wad of cum. And another. The stuff spat down her throat and slithered to her belly quickly. She gulped it down, wondering when it all would end. He couldn't have much more to shoot! He just couldn't! She'd suffocate on the stuff! She'd fucking drown! "Oh, baby! Oh, honey!" he moaned, mashing his balls onto her spunk-smeared face. "Take it all! Take every drop of it! Drink it all down!"
Becky swallowed one more time, sucked down a great sizzling glob of spunk, and it was over. His balls were empty. He continued to pump into her, driving his cock head far into her throat. But he was finished. He'd shot the last of his steaming jism. It drooled down her face, seeping from her mouth and her nose, making her skin shine.
She slobbered, curling her tongue around his bloated cock shaft. She breathed a deep sigh of relief.
Chapter Seven
For several days after her date with Danny, Becky kept an eye out for handsome Tom Carver. If what Danny had said was true, and the cute football hero really did wish to go out with her, she wanted to give him an opportunity to ask her. Danny was a nice enough guy and all that, but she couldn't let him interfere with her chances with someone she was really interested in.
She had no luck at all for some time, and she began to wonder if Tom was avoiding her for some reason.
Finally, toward the end of the week, she saw him. He was leaving school ahead of her, with a group of his jock friends. They were laughing and joking around, just ahead of her on the busy road in front of the school. She followed, at a distance, waiting to see if she could catch him alone. She clutched her books to her ample tits and walked slowly.
After several blocks the group had thinned and eventually there he was ahead of her, completely alone. She walked a little faster, caught up with him and addressed him by name. The young man turned around quickly and eyed her up and down.
"I've been wanting to talk to you," she said breathlessly, walking alongside the enormous young athlete. "I've been trying to see you for days."
He seemed a bit uncomfortable, as if he wasn't used to girls approaching him like this. Becky wondered if he was shy. He moved along slowly, his eyes on the ground.
"Aren't you going with Danny Wilkens?" he said at last, glancing at her.
"Well, that's part of the reason I want to talk to you. Is there somewhere we could go?" she said, tossing him a come-on stare. Her big blue eyes could smile so suggestively.
"My place," he answered quickly. "Let's go."
And he led her the two or three blocks to his house in a quiet, tree-lined avenue. His mother was puttering around the kitchen as they entered, but she barely paid them any attention as they passed through. Tom didn't bother to introduce them. He went ahead of Becky up the stairs, and before she quite realized what had happened they were standing in his bedroom with the door closed behind them.
Becky stared about her, a little confused. She hadn't quite expected this. It had all happened so fast. But then again, what had she expected? She'd asked to speak to him alone; she was plainly trying to come on to him. Why shouldn't he invite her up to his bedroom?
"Well what is it you want to say to me?" he said, tossing his jacket over a chair. Without hesitation he hauled his T-shirt off over his head and stood before her naked to the waist his muscled chest a mass of dark brown hair.
"I... I..." mumbled Becky, caught off her guard. She watched him, fascinated, curious as to whether he was going to go any further. He didn't even ask her to sit down.
His shyness, or whatever it was, seemed long gone. Gazing at her steadily, he unbuckled his belt, dropped his pants to the floor, and stepped from them quickly. Then he thrust down his shorts and the biggest cock Becky had ever seen sprang out into the open. It hopped out from his hairy crotch thickly, pointing at her feet.
"Go on, don't be shy," he went on, as if nothing out of the ordinary was going on. "Tell me about you and Danny Wilkens. I'm curious."
Becky gulped, her eyes widening at the sight of his colossal cock. It wasn't like her to be tongue-tied, God knew. Why only the day before yesterday she had virtually seduced Dick Gentry, a grown man, in his own house. Why was she standing here all confused and self-conscious?
"Well, we see each other and everything. You know, we go out..." She stopped, eyeing him as he came toward her, put his hands on her shoulders. "But it's not as if we're going steady or anything!"
He began to unbutton her blouse, parting it bit by bit till he had it open all the way to her waist. She often wore a bra to school, and today it was a lacy pink thing. Her huge tits oozed out top like captured melons, pressed together tightly so that her cleavage was no more than a thin slit. He reached behind her, pulled off the frilly item and let her tits dance to freedom.
"I mean it isn't serious or anything..."
Becky went on, as if nothing was happening. She couldn't quite believe she was acting so shyly herself. Here he was, doing what she probably wanted him to do all along, and instead of getting right into it, as she would normally, she was acting like an embarrassed youngster what was the matter with her?
"You have nice tits," he commented casually, as if he saw tits as gorgeous every second day. Without hesitation he leaned down over her chest and sucked one enormous nipple into his mouth.
"I... ohhhh... I guess most people think we're going steady or something... Ohhhh!" she groaned, trying to keep her voice steady. "But we're not... Ohhhh! It just looks that way. Ohhhhhhhh!"
He was running his tongue in a circle around her nipple and plucking at it with his teeth. He had pulled off her bra completely and he was squeezing one full tit with his hand. He spat out the thick stub of her nipple and moved over to the other one, repeating his suck job there. Then he was looking her directly in the eye.
"You wanna fuck? You wanna fuck right now?" he asked her, his voice even and strong.
She just stood there and looked at him blankly, her lovely mouth half open. Very calmly, he unzipped her skirt and let it drop to the floor. She stood before him in the briefest pair of bikini panties. They were just two pink triangles held up by slender threads across her hips.
"You have a great body," he went on. "Great tits, great ass, great legs. I'd have come on to you ages ago, but I thought you had a thing for that Wilkens asshole."
He was slipping a hand into her panties, stroking his fingers through her pussy hair. Then he shoved his other hand inside and let the force of his mauling fingers slide the pretty panties down off her crotch. Inch by breathtaking inch, her gorgeous blonde beaver came into view. He let the pants stretch taut between her thighs and went to fingering her pussy lips, prying them apart and digging his middle finger inside.
"You're all wet!" he breathed, pressing her back against his bedroom door. He circled his finger around inside her, testing the waters a little. Her twat slopped syrup down over his hand as if she hadn't been laid in weeks.
She let him do as he wished, propped up against the door as he diddled his finger back and forth. It felt so nice! To be in the hands of this sexy young stud who all the girls were crazy for. He seemed to know exactly what he was doing. Not like Danny, who came all over her before she was anywhere near coming herself. Here was a real man!
She gulped suddenly as she felt the great wet head of his cock brush her thigh. Yes, it was scraping up along her leg, leaving a wet trail along her skin. And it was growing! She reached out her hand for it, clasped it tightly in her fist, and began to pump it harshly. It was so fucking big!
Without taking his finger from her cunt, he began to edge them, both, step by step, toward the bed. Once there, he sat down and she was forced to follow suit. But she didn't let go of his cock. She primed it eagerly, anxious to get the huge thing inside her. It must be ten inches long! She thought. No wonder all the girls were crazy about this guy! Now it was all clear! He must have chicks coming on to him all the time. He must even get tired of it. No wonder he seemed so quiet and shy!
"Are you going to fuck me?" she asked softly, like a little girl.
"Fucking right. I'm going to fuck you till you can't stand up. Why? Any objections?"
She didn't answer, and he pushed her over onto her jack and tugged the taut panties all the way down off her legs. He flung them to the other side of the room and knelt between her thighs. She hooked her knees high and spread her legs, her tits rising and falling on her chest. She was very excited.
He slapped her hand off his cock and wrapped his fingers around the huge pole. Then he nudged it forward and slipped the bloated head between the soft wet lips of her cunt. He drove forward and buried four inches of cock at one go. His hand jacked up and down on the rest of the trunk. His belly sank down onto hers, and the remainder of his prick slid neatly into her warm pussy.
"Oooooh! It's so fucking big!" she groaned, staring wide eyed into her crotch. She was amazed the thing was going into her at all. She would never have thought her pussy would be that flexible.
"Ten big beautiful inches, bitch! Feel every one of them! Feel all ten big inches filling up your twat!" As he spoke, the last inch disappeared inside her and his pubic hair meshed with hers. He began to hump her steadily.
"Ooooooh! Ooooooh, my God!" she whimpered. She wrapped her lovely legs around his back and locked her heels together. Her hands clung tightly to his strong arms.
"Here we go now! Here we go now, little bitch! Feel every inch of it!" He started drilling her with a vengeance, feeding all ten inches of hard cock to her and smacking his balls against her ass cheeks. The bed began to squeak beneath them.
"Yes! Oooooooh, yes!" she croaked. "Fuck me! Fuck me deep! I love it! I fucking love it!"
Her ass lifted up off the bed and she smashed her belly into his time and again. Her splayed cunt lips, warped completely out of shape around his thick cock, sucked at him hungrily. Her heavy tits rolled and flopped across her chest, nipples pointing this way and that like horny pink stubs of wood.
"Ohhh, yeah, you've got a nice little cunt! A nice, deep little cunt! Most chicks can't take any more than a few inches of my cock, and you're taking damn near the whole thing! Atta girl! Atta girl!"
His aloof attitude was fading fast. He'd begun this whole thing rather casually, as if he had girls up in his room to fuck all the time, but now he was warming to the sordid little affair, and sweat appeared on his flushed forehead. He bucked, his ass at her enthusiastically, feeding her every last inch of his colossal hard-on.
"How'd you like it up the ass?" he asked suddenly. "What do you say to ten inches of hard prick up your poop-chute?"
Becky felt her heart flip-flop. "It would never work! It wouldn't go! I couldn't take it! It's just too fucking big!"
"Let's see," he insisted. "Let's just see how much cock that cute little asshole of yours can take! I've been watching it all year in school, that cute little ass, and I'm real curious as to how much cock I could get up there! Let's see!"
He wasn't going to take no for an answer. He circled her tiny waist with his huge hands, forced her back off his cock. With a loud wet farting sound his cock snapped from her cunt. Her legs uncoiled and suddenly she was on her belly, her ass in the air. He thrust her thighs apart with a strong pull of his arms.
"It won't go, I'm telling you!" she protested, her mouth suddenly half full of bed sheet. "Your cock's just too fucking big for me to take! You must see that!"
He ignored her, planting the great wet head of his hard-on in the lovely tempting crack between her full ass cheeks. He slid it up and down in the groove, wetting her with the oozing slime from his cock. Then he placed his hands on her plush buns and pried them apart, opening up her ass crack so that the puckered circle of her asshole was clearly visible.
"Ohhhhh, yeah, I'm gonna enjoy this!" he wheezed, his eyes widening. "I'm really gonna enjoy fucking you up the asshole!"
"It won't go! It won't go I tell you!" she complained, twisting her head to stare seriously over her shoulder. "You can't do it! You can't shove that thing up my asshole!"
But he already had the prick planted in the groove of her ass crack, and the cock head was lodged firmly up against the rubbery circle. He was pressing forward, forcing her into the bed, and drilling her plush ass down beneath him. He reached for a pillow, almost as an afterthought, and crammed it beneath her, raising her ass into the air sharply.
"Oh God! I don't believe this!" she moaned, feeling the intense pressure of his bulbous cock head on the tiny circle pf her asshole. "It'll never go! It'll never fucking go!"
"Oh yes it will! If I have to split you in half, this fucking cock's going up your ass, little lady! Relax now, 'cause here we go! Ten inches of cock, coming through!"
He drove at her, plowing the cock between her luscious buns. But nothing was happening. He was cramming her hard into the bed, but her asshole was not budging. He pried apart her ass cheeks and bolstered his cock in his fist, but her asshole was resisting him, denying him entrance.
Becky groaned, her face turning red. "Too big! Too fucking big!"
"Relax! You've gotta relax, you dumb slut! We'll never get anywhere if you don't fucking relax!" Sweat was dripping from his chest. Becky thought for a moment. He was right. She was so tense, she was so nervous; her asshole was probably keeping itself shut tight on purpose. At this rate, they'd never get anywhere, and chances were good that he'd hurt her in some way. It would be better to try to relax, let him do as he wished, let him get his cock inside her. She didn't seem to have much choice. He was much stronger and he was holding her down on the bed.
She tried to think of other things, tried to forget that he was going to ream her with ten inches of colossal cock. If she concentrated on what was actually going on, they'd be here all day. But it wasn't easy, not with that great hard cock head straining against her tiny asshole. The best she could do was to think over the wild sexual activity of the past few days, and how much she'd enjoyed it all. How many cocks had she played with recently? Four, five, six?
"It's going! Atta girl! The fucking thing's going!" he croaked, forcing more and more of his weight behind the great log of his cock. "Just relax, just relax, and we'll get this sucker inside you in no time!"
With her face pressed into the sheet, Becky continued to concentrate on other things. She thought of Todd fucking her in the sauna, and Diggens plowing it to her on the hood of his car. And she remembered vividly Gentry's face fucking her on the pool table. Wow, all the fucking she'd done had been in the oddest places! This was the first time she'd had sex with a guy in bed in ages, and he was giving it to her up the ass! She certainly, couldn't say her sex life wasn't varied!
"Oh yeah! There it goes! Oh yeah!" Carver grunted, watching as the huge purple bulb of his cock head pried open the rubbery circle of her asshole and dug inside. The puckered ring was wrapping itself around his cock-head, sucking it inside. And suddenly the cock crown disappeared altogether.
"Ggggggnnnnnn!" Becky bleated, no longer able to think of other things. This was too much! He'd split her in half! That cock head must be the size of a fucking tennis ball!
He was ramming forward. Now that he had his cock head inside her, it didn't matter if she relaxed or not. All he had to do was drill her, force the erect log of his prick into her smoking shit-chute. Supporting the cock midway up its trunk with his fist, he drove forward. And great long lengths of the thing slid steadily inside her.
"What an ass! What a gorgeous fucking ass you ye got, you sweet little slut!" he praised. "This is going to be real good! I'm going to enjoy plugging this little hole! Ohhh yeah!"
A third, then a half of the thick cock plowed into Becky's asshole. He planted one hand in the small of her back and leaned slightly to one side. More cock slid downwards. In a matter of seconds he had over three quarters of the thing inside her. He paused to rest, the sweat dripping from his chest.
"Gggggnnnnnn!" she complained. But she was no longer uncomfortable. Her lower body had gone all numb. She didn't even feel anything when his pubic hair crackled against her satin ass cheeks and he was in her all the way, every last inch of cock buried up her asshole. She closed her eyes and snorted into the bed sheet.
"Here we go now, here we go!" he crowed, kneading both her ass cheeks with his fingers. "You're going to get an ass-fuck now that you'll never forget!"
And he began humping her, cramming his cock to the hilt up her asshole then withdrawing it three or four inches before plunging back in once more. The bed began to squeak loudly once more.
"I love to fuck pretty little asses!" he went on, sounding more enthusiastic by the minute. "And you have one of the prettiest. I've been watching it all year long, hanging out of those tight little whore cut-offs of yours. And inside those tight little skirts. Now I'm going to fuck it! I'm going to cram it so full of cock you won't be able to stand up afterward!"
Becky moaned softly into the sheet, jerked roughly again and again by his monstrous thrusts. She swore she could feel the cock head deep in her belly somewhere. But she couldn't be sure. She was still totally numb below the waist. Both her hands reached out and grabbed hunks of coverlet. She twisted the material in her fingers.
Carver plunged back and forth, up and down, burying his cock time and again in her spasming asshole. The feel of her golden slender thighs under him was driving him out of his mind. The touch of her satin ass cheeks each time he drove down on her made his balls churn. His nut sac smacked wetly against the greasy slabs of her cunt lips.
"Gonna come up your ass! Going to pour a quart of jism up your asshole! How'd you like that?" he raved, positioning his ass cheeks in and out op top of her. "I'm gonna hose your belly with jism! Gonna spurt you full of hot cum!"
"Mmmmmnnnnn!" Becky muttered, not really taking in what he was saying. She felt as though she was in a dream, just imagining that she was getting reamed up the asshole with a ten-inch cock. Suddenly he stopped, was perfectly still and quiet. His head rolled back and his eyes flickered oddly. Then he was all motion again, driving his prick in and out of her with a vicious, crazy fucking motion. He gripped her by the waist and humped himself into his climax, not stopping again until his balls were completely empty.
Scalding hot blasts of jism spat out into her asshole, again and again, till her channel was clogged and overflowing. His pumping dick was suddenly coated with white paste, and as he withdrew, it overflowed her ass and drooled down into her pussy beneath. He felt jet after jet of the stuff escape, spurting deep into her shit-shute.
"Up your ass! Pumping jism up your ass!" he croaked, knifing his cock between her springy ass cheeks. His balls twitched and his cock squirted blob after blob of thick cream into her dark hole. It squirmed about and lubricated the tight channel, making passage of his huge prick easy at last.
"Mmmmmnnnnnn!" groaned Becky, completely passive, allowing him to use her as he wished. She was vaguely aware of what was happening now, understanding enough of his strangled cries to realize the wet slimy stuff oozing over her crotch was his jism. She clung to the bed sheets and waited for it to be over.
"Ohhhh, yeah! Ohhh, fuck, yeah!" he yelled, his eyes clenched shut. He could feel his balls emptying with slow, delicious spasms. He lobbed off jet after jet of sizzling paste, clogging her poor ravaged asshole. And even when he'd finished, and he had nothing left to shoot, he drove his stiff cock far up into her asshole, prying her lovely ass cheeks apart and drilling her deep.
Chapter Eight
Becky was swimming long slow laps in the Todds' pool, exercising away all the aches and pains of the last few days. She'd really been through quite a sex course, fucking and sucking in so many different places and positions that it was confusing. And it had all culminated in her ass-fuck with Tom Carver the other night. Or had it?
Was there something she hadn't tried? Was there anything that she hadn't done? She suspected so, but she couldn't quite say what. As she swam back and forth, she had the distinct feeling that before long she'd be trying something new.
Danny Wilkens was waiting for her on one of the deck chairs, and the odd combination of misery and excitement in his face as he watched her told her she was in for more sex as soon as she finished her swim. The thing was, with Danny she couldn't expect anything too out of the ordinary.
But the night was young and anything could happen. Why, later that night, Mr. Todd would be back and he might be in the mood for some fun and games. Or that handsome houseguest of his with whom he and his wife had gone off tonight to some fancy party. What was his name again? Teddy Cruickshank? What an odd name! Just the sound of it was kinky. She'd only met him briefly, just as she arrived to baby-sit, but boy, was he cute!
Danny was here visiting with her though, and that presented problems. As a rule she didn't let him come see her when she was babysitting. She had enough of him during her free time. But tonight Mr. Todd had told her she could use the pool as long as she liked, and she'd made the mistake of telling Danny over the phone. He'd insisted on coming over to swim with her, though most of the time he'd spent sitting on the deck chair staring at her. She suspected he just liked to see her in her tiny bikini.
She swam slowly, taking her time, not anxious to leave the water and have Danny immediately maul her with his eager hands. Her limbs were becoming deliciously relaxed, and even her sore asshole was recovering nicely. Why, any time now she'd be ready for another ass-fuck!
But maybe not with Tom Carver. His cock was just a little too much to take. She'd like to see him again some time, but not for a while. She needed time to recover from the ream-job he'd put her through. Yeah, she'd gotten in a little over her head there!
"Becky, are you finished yet?" Danny asked suddenly, striding to the edge of the pool. He sat down on the top step in the corner and dangled his feet in the water. There seemed to be a substantial bulge in his trunks already. Becky continued swimming, thinking quietly. How could she get rid of him? If she wanted to have some fun with Mr. Todd later, she'd have to get Danny out of here. But how? He'd never leave voluntarily. He'd insist on staying to the bitter end. He'd even offer to drive her home afterward, if Mr. Todd didn't do so. What a drag!
"I guess I'm finished, yes," she said at last, an idea slipping slyly into her head. She floated leisurely toward him, on her belly, allowing her head to drift directly between his legs as her hands found the concrete steps. Inches from her face, swollen and bulging under the dark blue material of his tight bathing suit, was his cock. It curved up and to the left from the mound of his balls, like a large banana. She wasn't sure, but she thought she saw it throb.
He sat on the top concrete step and leaned back with his elbows on the side of the pool. Water sloshed pleasantly under the cheeks of his ass. He didn't speak, but just watched her, fascinated at the sight of her platinum hair shining above the dark blue of the water. It was quite dark everywhere but for a soft glow of light from the rear of the house.
She was letting herself float closer and closer to his bloated balls, and suddenly, before he quite realized what she was doing, she had planted a oft kiss on the wet material of his swim suit right on the bulge of his aching cock head. She turned her playful eyes up to his face and smiled teasingly, like a very naughty little girl.
"You like that? You like me to kiss your cock?" she purred.
Danny groaned oddly, his eyelids drooping and his mouth falling open. Usually he had to do all the pressing when it came to sex. It was always such a struggle. Yet here she was getting all coy and playful, as if she was getting ready to go down on him right there in the Todds' swimming pool!
"I bet you love it, don't you? I bet you just love to have me kiss and play with your cock!"
She was stroking up the outsides of his thighs with her hands. Suddenly she thrust her fingers into the top of his tight trunks and pulled down. The great curving stony rod of his prick bent down under the elastic top and a look of mild panic flooded his face. But then there was a tremendous snapping sound and the great log of cock burst free and shot up into the air, spraying her face with pool water and pre-cum juice.
"Ohhhhhh!" she gasped, laughing. She glared at his crotch as she wrenched his trunks from off his balls and forced them to his thighs. "You're harder than I thought!"
Again Danny groaned, unable to believe that this was really happening. What had gotten into her? She'd never seemed this interested in him sexually before. He leaned back on the steps, completely passive. He was intrigued with what she might do next. He didn't want to spoil the magic of the moment by putting in any effort himself. Not yet.
"Suck a nice cock! Yes, such a nice hard cock for little Becky to suck on!" she purred, nuzzling her face slowly into his crotch.
She bumped her cheek up against the stiff cock, forcing it to tilt and bend this way and that. The great heavy head nudged her in the eye and slid across her forehead before falling like a vibrating pole down the side of her face. Then she brought her mouth underneath it, licking it teasingly and nipping and his balls sac with her lips.
What the hell, she thought, it was the only chance she had of getting rid of him before the Todds got home. If she sucked him off, he'd maybe leave early, his wad shot and his heart full. Otherwise, he'd hang around all night in the hopes that he'd get into her after she was through babysitting.
"Jesus, Becky!" he groaned, the feel of her soft cool mouth on his prick driving him wild. "You're fantastic! I swear, you're the most fantastic girl I've ever known!"
Becky licked up the underside of his shaft with the velvet pad of her tongue. She reared up and let the cock head bump against her soft red lips. Opening her mouth in a sexy oval, she angled down and let the bloated prick head slide eagerly into the warm chamber. It throbbed steadily.
"Ohhh, fuck, Becky! Ohhh, fuck!" he gurgled, dashing the edge of the pool tight. His eyes glazed over as he stared at the bulge in her cheek.
She was tilting her head higher, and then falling down on his erect cock, letting two, three, and four inches of hard shaft slip between her lips. Her tongue circled underneath the trunk and curled around its sides.
Her face began a gentle bobbing motion on top of his cock. And each time she dropped down on him, another inch of hardened cockmeat slid into her mouth.
"Jesus, Becky! Where did you learn to suck cock like this?" he wheezed, and for a few moments he gave the matter some thought. A girl could only suck a cock this well if she'd had a great deal of practice. Not only that, but a girl had to really enjoy cock sucking to be this expert. His heart ached at the thought of all the cocks she must have sucked in learning to do it right.
"Sssppplllfff!" she slobbered, refusing to take her mouth off his cock to answer him. Two thirds of his erect prick were disappearing into her mouth now each time she dipped low on him, and she seemed intent on working the rest of the colossal cock inside.
He watched her cheeks hollow, then balloon out as she sucked. He was fascinated at the way her lovely nostrils flared over his crotch hair. And he groaned softly as he noticed traces of her scarlet lip-gloss smeared up along the throbbing shaft. Her full lips were all over his hard-on.
"Becky honey! Becky honey!" he whimpered, half out of his mind.
Without paying him the slightest attention, she suddenly went into overdrive, plunging her mouth up and down on his cock with a vengeance. She was taking his cock inside completely now, and her lips and teeth nipped at his pubic hair on each down stroke. Her pretty nose snuffled alongside his lower belly. Her damp blonde hair danced and flailed in the air.
"This is too much! Ohhh, Becky honey! I can't stand it! Take it easy, please! You'll pull it off! You'll suck the fucking thing out by its roots!"
She stopped her rapid-fire motion as suddenly as she'd begun, and all at once she backed off his cock and let it slip steaming from her mouth. It throbbed in the air in front of her perspiring face, two great ugly purple veins pulsing in its side in the low light. The huge mushroom head shone a deep red color.
"Does that feel good? Do you like it when I suck your cock?" she asked innocently, as if she were asking if he liked the way she shook hands. Her big blue eyes were turned up toward him and they were smiling slyly. Danny couldn't speak. He just glared at her, as if he were in a dream. And his glazed eyes followed her as she dipped her head once more, stuck out her tongue, and began to lick his balls. She finally brought up her hand to circle the aching shaft of his cock, and she tugged it upwards so that the sac of his balls raised up out of the water and dangled directly in front of her waiting mouth.
"Now I'm going to eat your balls for a while! See how you like this! I'm going to suck your balls and get them good and hot!"
She opened wide her lovely lips yet again and this time let one of his sizzling nuts plop into her mouth. She basted it with her spit, and then she let it roll inside one of her cheeks and bulge out obscenely; her tongue played with it, poking it to the left and to the right in her mouth.
And then she spat the thing out and slid over to the other ball, sucking it into her mouth before poor Danny knew what had happened. She repeated her performance with this one, basting it in the heat of her mouth and diddling it every which way till it was sizzling. Her lips clung tight to the loose pouch.
Her hand had started to pump up and down very slowly on his cock. Not enough to bring him off, but just enough to keep him good and hard. She could feel the ripples and bumps in the thing as she jacked up and down on him, and she knew it wouldn't be long before he would shoot his load. There was just one more thing she wanted to try before she pushed him over the edge.
She bent down yet again and forced her open mouth down onto the entire velvet ball bag. She tilted her face this way and that, and finally succeeded in nudging both his bloated balls into her mouth. Her cheeks swelled out grotesquely, her nostrils flared wide, and she turned her eyes up to his face to see his reaction. She looked as though she had two golf balls crammed inside her cheeks.
"Jesus, Becky! Ohhh, God!" he groaned, finding his voice at last. "I don't believe it! Ohhh, God, I don't believe it! You're eating both my balls! You've got both my balls in your mouth! Ohhh, fuck!"
"Mmmmmmffffff!" Becky replied, blinking her eyes slowly. She held the balls in her cheeks as long as she could, letting him enjoy the incredibly erotic sight for several long seconds.
But at last it was too much, and she had to release the gleaming nuts from the hot oval of her mouth. They jiggled from between her lips and hung there beneath his cock, the tiny hairs shining with her saliva. They were red and raw-looking from all her sucking. And without a pause she was licking up his cock shaft once more, guiding it with her hand between her ravaged lips. She began to buck up and down on him again.
"Ohhh, God! Ohhhhh, God!" he croaked, his nuts on fire, his cock a long numb pole. "You're too much, Becky! I don't believe it! You're too fucking much!"
She was sucking him fast again, moving her lovely blonde head up and down on him so that her pale face was just a blur. And she was using two hands. One to cup his aching balls and coax up his jism, one to shuck up and down on the base of his cock. It was a perfect system, and it was obviously driving him out of his mind. His ass began to pump up and down softly in the water.
"God, Becky! I can't stand it!" Danny moaned. "If you don't stop, I'm gonna come! Ohhh, God! Ohhh, God! I don't believe it! I don't fucking believe it!"
"Neither do we," came a voice from the patio. Roger Todd and his male houseguest stepped out from the shadows. "Jesus Christ, we don't believe this either! So this is what our little babysitter gets up to while we're away! Son of a bitch, Teddy, looks like we've been missing out! Good thing we left the party early, otherwise we might have missed the show!"
The two men strode to the side of the pool, their backs to the light coming from the house. They gazed down at the lewd display with obvious delight, leering smirks on their faces. There was no telling how long they'd been standing there watching. And Mrs. Todd was nowhere to be seen.
Chapter Nine
"Mr. Todd!" Becky gasped, spurting Danny's steaming prick from her puffy red lips. "My God! I thought you were staying at the party till midnight! My God! I'm so embarrassed!"
If Becky was upset, it was nothing compared to Danny's feeling. He'd been getting the best blowjob of his life. Her mouth had been doing things to him he'd only dreamed about before tonight. And he'd been about to come! Another few precious seconds, and he'd have shot his bolt right down Becky's beautiful throat! Now all he could do was gape at the two older men as they stared smugly down at him and Becky. His poor aching cock soared out from his crotch, caught tight in the teenage girl's clutching fingers.
"Don't be embarrassed," Todd soothed. "We quite enjoyed the show. What we saw of it. In fact we'd like to see more. Teddy and I left the party early. We even left Mrs. Todd to come home by herself later with friends. All so we could have a friendly little get-together, Teddy and you and I. But since you have a friend over, and have already started the action, well, so much the better. Let's go into the house, and really have some fun!"
Becky stared up at the two of them a little stupidly. This wasn't quite what she expected. She'd been caught sucking off a boyfriend in the swimming pool. Surely Mr. Todd should be scolding her, accusing her of betraying his trust when she was being paid to baby-sit. And it wasn't happening. He was talking to her with warm, coaxing tones, inviting her to continue her lewd behavior. She didn't quite know what to think.
"Come on, I mean it!" Todd went on, his voice turning serious. "We even brought you a present. Something you can wear. You can go change in the bathroom and come model for us when you're ready. Teddy and I will entertain your boyfriend."
Becky was about to say that Danny wasn't really her boyfriend, but under the circumstances it seemed a bit beside the point. She padded off behind Todd and Cruickshank to the house. Danny, nervously stuffing his still-rigid cock back into his trunks, followed her miserably.
She paused for a moment in the sunken living room, still unsure of what they wanted her to do. Cruickshank eyed her hungrily, running his eyes over every inch of her bronzed, water-speckled body as she stood there in her lewd, peach-colored bikini. Her tits appeared about to burst out over her top. The circle of one thick nipple was clearly visible.
"Here, go change into these," Todd ordered, handing her a small paper sack. "And put on some of my wife's make-up. We want you good and sexy when you come back out."
She clutched the tiny bag to her chest and scampered from the room, a thrill tingling up and down her spine. She had the feeling she was about to experience something very special, and she was anxious to do as she was told.
Once she'd left the room, Danny started picking up his clothes. He edged toward the door, his hard-on bulging ridiculously inside his tight trunks. His cock head seemed about to force its way out of the material altogether.
"Sit down, relax," Todd told him casually. "You don't want to miss this, do you? We're going to have some fun with your girlfriend. You should be on hand. Maybe you'll learn a thing or two."
Danny stopped in mid-stride, hesitated, then moved in front of one of the room's plush couches and sat down. The huge growth in his trunks had not gone down one bit, and he was very uncomfortable sitting there in the damp suit. He tried to think of other things to make the swelling disappear, but it didn't work. He remained as hard as ever. And the conversation between the two older men did nothing to help him out.
"Did you see those tits?" Cruickshank asked Todd, as if young Danny weren't even in the room. "Where did you get a hold of that little whore? She has the body of a fucking skin book foldout!"
"She's our babysitter," Todd answered calmly. "A neighborhood girl. Ask Danny. She baby-sits for several families in the neighborhood. And from what I hear, she fucks and sucks with more than one of the husbands, on the sly. She humped me in the sauna last week till I thought my balls would drop off. The little cunt really seems to have been around."
Danny groaned. So it was true! All he'd suspected over the past few weeks was true! He'd done his best to ignore the little signs of Becky's indifference to him. He'd tried to convince himself that deep down she really liked him, that she acted the way she did because she was young and inexperienced. He'd even entertained hopes that someday she'd fall in love with him and maybe marry him. And all the time she'd been fucking around behind his back!
"First she started to suck me off though, like with our friend here. She seems to really enjoy sucking cock. But then she climbed on top of me and fucked me till I was bone dry. She pumped out every drop of cum I had with that mad little cunt of hers."
Danny wanted to run from the room, but something held him in his seat and he didn't budge. He sat there on the plush couch, his cock an aching pole in his lap while the two older men discussed his girlfriend as if she were some sleazy whore. He couldn't help it. He was fascinated by the talk. So she'd fucked and sucked other men! While she'd been going out with him! Fuck, what a fool he'd been!
"Does she suck cock good?" Cruickshank asked, ignoring Danny completely. "That pouty little mouth of hers is really something. You can get a hard-on just looking at it. Fuck, she has such sexy lips!"
"She's a natural. A natural-born cocksucker," Todd went on. "Some women haven't the first idea, when it comes to sucking cock. This little slut's a natural. You'll, see. She'll suck us all off before the night is over, you just wait. This little twat can take all we've got to offer and more, have no fear!"
Danny thought he'd go mad. How could she have associated with such men? How could she have fucked and sucked Todd so willingly? It was hard to believe. Yet it had happened. He didn't doubt it.
There, was a slight sound from the hallway leading to the bathroom, and suddenly Becky was standing in front of them, ready for inspection. All three men turned to look at her, anxious to see if she'd really dressed herself up in the stuff she'd been given. And all three men gasped quietly. For she stood there in the soft light from the hallway looking like an, absolute picture of depraved, sex-crazed girlhood. She couldn't have looked more ball churning.
She'd brushed her lovely platinum hair, and it frizzled about her face prettily, framing her sultry, ball shaded features. Under the light from the hallway it looked almost white. She'd painted her eyelids with deep purple shadow and her lips with a bright scarlet gloss.
Thrusting her tits up lewdly was a mockery of a bra. It consisted of thin straps of black elastic looping under her giant jugs so that they were forced out like swollen melons. The strips were no more than half an inch wide, and her chest was practically nude.
Around her waist she had a tight black suspender belt and elastic tassels held up the sheer black nylon stockings that ran all the way to the tops of her thighs. She was wearing no, panties, and the weird black garters framed her blonde twat and somehow displayed it more fully than if she'd been completely nude. She looked like a very young, very expensive whore.
"Jesus Christ!" gasped Cruickshank, hardly believing his eyes. "What a hunk of cunt! Fuck, she looks like that porno star, what's her name..."
No one answered him. Todd and Danny were gaping at her like schoolboys, their mouths hanging open dumbly. Though he'd bought the sexy underwear personally, and though he'd seen the stuff worn by some model in the store's catalogue, Todd had never dreamed it would make a real live girl look so desirable. His crotch began to pound hotly as he stared at her.
"This stuff makes me feel so sexy!" Becky giggled, moving slowly into the room. "I was watching myself in the mirror as I was putting it on, and I started to feel hornier by the minute! It's so dirty! I'd no idea they made stuff like this!"
She ambled into the center of the room and eyed each of the men in turn, her mouth crinkling into the lewdest of smiles. She knew they were watching the way her tits jiggled, and how her suspenders stretched and flexed as she moved. She swiveled in front of them, letting them see the plush curve of her naked ass. Then she dropped to her knees and crawled across the floor to the couch.
"Better get on over here if you want a piece of this," Todd told Danny. "Come sit over here with us or you'll miss out!"
Danny did as he was told, flopping down on the couch beside the two older men just as Becky reached them and let her hands snake into their crotches. He felt like he wasn't really taking part in this at all. It was as if he were watching it all unfold on screen in some dim movie theater. His cock throbbed painfully inside his still-damp bathing suit.
Cruickshank was glaring at her too as if he didn't quite believe what was going on. When Todd had invited him home for a little fun and games with his horny babysitter, we'd thought they'd have to take all evening seducing her, getting her into the mood for sex with two men. Yet here she was dressed up like a classy whore, groveling on her knees between their legs. And with three men, not two!
"I feel so sexy!" Becky muttered, clasping the flies of both Todd and Cruickshank in her fingers and pulling them down confidently. "I feel like I want cocks so bad! My goodness!"
Turning to first one then the other, she worked the pants off both men then proceeded to haul down their shorts. Two great thick cocks sprang into view and her eyes grew wide with appreciation. They were hefty cocks, and while still not fully erect, they measured well over eight inches apiece. She wrapped her hands around both of them and began to pump up and down steadily, jerking them off like a professional.
"What lovely cocks? Oh God, what beautiful cocks!" she murmured, leaning over them enthusiastically. Her fist whipped up and down expertly, making soft squeaking sounds in their laps.
While she wanked one cock evenly, she stopped jerking on the other one and began licking it instead. She ran her velvet tongue up along the growing shaft and forced the skin to wriggle about over the inner shank. Then she slipped the cock head between her lips and started sucking wildly.
"Ohhh, Jesus!" croaked Cruickshank, watching his prick disappear into the teenager's sweet mouth. "What a mouth! What a flicking tongue!"
Becky was riding his cock with her mouth, bucking her face up and down on top of him and slurping her tongue every which way on his fast-swelling meat. She tickled his balls with her fingers and on one fingertip into the crack of his ass. If he hadn't been sitting down, she'd have rammed her digit straight up his asshole.
Danny sat next to Cruickshank on the couch and glared at Becky's lovely young face as she sucked more and more of the older man's hard-on into her mouth. His head ached and his heart ached, and worst of all, his balls ached. His cock was rising, if that were possible, and the head was caught painfully beneath the upper elastic of his tight swim trunks.
"What did I tell you? Isn't she a mean cockteaser?" asked Todd, turning to look at his friend. "Isn't she just the best little cock eater you've ever come across?"
Cruickshank grunted. He was pumping his ass up and down off the couch, feeding long lengths of cock into Becky's sucking gullet. He brought both his hands up to her face and swept her flaxen hair up off her temples so that they all had a clear view of her cock sucking. Her cheeks were swelling lewdly over the bulk of his prick.
"Mmmpppfff!" she grunted. Then she suddenly backed off, let his great red cock snap from her mouth and sway in the air. She began jacking him up and down in her fist again while she leaned over into Todd's lap and slurped his enormous cock between her lips. Up and down she bucked in her familiar sucking motion.
"Yeah, suck that cock, little slut!" Todd wheezed appreciatively. "Eat every inch of it! Suck it deep! Suck it deep!"
Half, then three quarters of his fully erect prick slid in and out of her ravaged lips.
Danny wondered if he should run from the room. This was too much, to be forced to watch while the girl he cared about most in the world sucked off not one, but two other men. And she seemed to be enjoying herself so, that was the terrible part. It wasn't as if these guys were forcing her to do something she might not want to do. She obviously wanted to suck them off. The lewd half-smile on her cock stuffed lips told him that.
His muscles tensed, and he was about to lurch up and tumble from the room. But then Todd was speaking softly, soothingly to Becky, as if he were scolding a thoughtless child. And what he said welded Danny to his seat. His head was pounding, but he stayed where he was.
"How about sucking your boyfriend a little more?" Todd said. "He's starting to feel left out. It's been a while since you sucked him. How about sucking him some more?"
Becky heard him clearly and would have ignored him, preferring to suck the two cocks closest at hand. But he was touching her cheeks with his fingers, forcing her up off his aching hard-on. He pushed her back over Cruickshank and farther, till she was in Danny's lap. She decided it would be best to do as she was told.
The head of Danny's cock had finally forced its way out of his tight trunks and it sat throbbing against his lower belly, a great purple mushroom of tension. She inched her fingers into the suit and repeated her performance of a half hour earlier, hauling the tight material off his crotch and allowing his bone-hard prick to loll into view. Without wasting any time, she dipped low and began sucking him obediently.
Todd was wriggling up out of his seat, peeling off the remnants of his clothes and dropping to his knees on the plush carpet. He hobbled around in back of Becky and placed his hands on her gorgeous pale ass cheeks. He thrust them apart and examined the crack of her ass and her cunt carefully. Her hair-lined twat lips, soggy and glittering, winked up at him invitingly.
"I'm gonna fuck her," he announced casually. He crawled on his knees between her outspread thighs and fitted the head of his cock up against her already parted cunt lips. He rammed forward and more than half his cock was swallowed by the hungry slick twat. He started positioning back and forth behind her, burying his cock to the hilt on every down stroke.
"Mmmpppfff!" Becky mumbled warmly, obviously thrilled at being fucked while she still had a cock in her mouth. She moved her face up and down on Danny, swallowing him to the balls. Her nostrils flared crazily.
But then she lifted up off him and swept across to Cruickshank, slipping him back between her lips without even ceasing her rapid jerk-off movements on him. She continued to pump Danny in her other fist, never once losing her rhythm as she worked. The jerks from Todd's cock only seemed to help her pump and suck these other dicks.
She suddenly had a lewd idea, and after she'd sucked Cruickshank's cock for the better part of a minute, she raised up off him and stared down at his hard-on calmly. She stopped pumping Danny and examined his cock too. Then, while Todd poked her from behind and her body was jerked back and forth, she tugged the two cocks together, clumped them in her fists like an obscene double ice-cream cone.
"I want to suck you both at the same time! I want to try to get two cocks into my mouth at once!" she panted, her eyes flashing at the two confused males. "Help me! Give me a hand! I want both your cocks in my mouth!"
Cruickshank and Danny tilted themselves up off the couch and let her bump their cocks together. It wasn't easy, but they did it, and soon she had their pricks clamped tight in her fists. She bent her head, opened her mouth, and began folding her lips over the two colossal cock heads.
"Todd, look at this," Cruickshank grunted. "She's trying to get both of us in her mouth at the same time! The little whore wants to suck us off both at once!"
Todd glanced up briefly, but he was too involved in watching his own cock drive up between her lush ass cheeks time and again. He was mauling the lovely pale buns with his fingers, kneading the flesh and leaving white marks all over her. His cock was greasy and slick with her cunt juice. His face had taken on a tight and tense look.
In spite of his harsh thrusts, Becky managed to slop her wet lips over the twin cock heads. They swelled her soft mouth like the ends of two baseball bats, but she pressed gamely onwards, and before long the corners of her lips were stretched around the twin growths tautly. Her entire lower face bulged out obscenely.
"She did it! Holy fuck, she did it!" raved Cruickshank, staring at her wildly. "The little cocksucker took us both in her mouth! The slut's sucking us both off!"
Becky held her pose as long as she could, gazing up at the two men as she allowed their cocks to distort her mouth. She even ran her tongue around the cock heads briefly, teasing each of the piss-slits in turn. But they were much too swollen to suck properly, and soon she was spitting them out, holding them tight before her face, plunging them into her mouth one at a time and sucking madly. Her fists jacked them up and down.
"I wanna fuck her!" Cruickshank grunted suddenly. And he tugged his cock from her grasp, slid off the couch to the floor. He was crawling under her, on his back, as if he knew exactly what he wanted. His prick shot up from his crotch like a crowbar.
"I'll fuck her up the ass!" Todd put in. "You fuck her up the twat, and I'll fuck her up the ass! That way she can still suck on her boyfriend she'll have three cocks inside her! Three fucking cocks! What a whore! What a hot little slut!"
He jerked back from the sprawled girl and his dick slopped from her cunt and rose up into the air, dripping wet. He watched while Cruickshank wriggled beneath her I with his hard-on, found her gaping wet twat lips and plunged inside. Not till he could see that his friend's nine-inch prick had completely disappeared inside the horny girl did he move forward, his cock in hand.
"Fuck her now, Roger! Fuck her up the ass!" Cruickshank groaned, his own cock knifing up into Becky like a thick banana.
"I am! I am!" Todd insisted, planting his cock head against the ring of her asshole and driving forward harshly. "But she's so tight! Her little asshole's so fucking tight!"
Throughout all this Becky had continued sucking off Danny. Now, as she felt the hard bulb of Todd's cock head probing at her shit chute, she paused, lifted her mouth off Danny's hard-on, and closed her eyes tight with concentration. Then she blinked them wide, twisted her head and tried to see how Todd was doing behind her. She didn't protest, she didn't complain. She was simply interested. There were going to be three cocks inside her at the same time!
Chapter Ten
"It's going! Jesus, it's going!" Todd groaned, and he drove forward with his hard on in his fist, digging the head past the puckered rim of her asshole.
Becky was squatting low over Cruickshank, her legs jackknifed on either side of him. And now she was plunged forward, her tits dangling in his eager face. He was lifting up his head and sucking one long nipple after the other into his mouth. He sucked and tugged at her erect tits like a hungry child.
Danny shifted on his seat, sat lower as Becky was shoved forward. She had her hand clamped tightly around his cock and was twisting it cruelly, as if she had to hang onto something for dear life. Her face was a grim mask of strain. Again her eyes had shut tight.
"Fuck, it's going! I swear it's fucking going up her ass!" Todd raved, corkscrewing his prick head into the rubbery circle of her bunghole. The pucker had disappeared entirely now and her asshole was a taut red ring of skin. It was sliding down a fraction at a time ever the plowing mushroom crown.
"Nnnnnnnn! Nnnnnnnn!" she groaned, clenching her teeth. "So much cock! So much fucking cock! I love it! I love it!"
An inch of Todd's hard-on slid into her asshole. And another. And another. Her ass cheeks had split as wide as they could go, and his cock bulled between them, drilling deeper and deeper into her dirt road. As he lunged onwards, he could feel, the colossal bulk of Cruickshank's cock sitting like a thick log in her cunt channel.
"Suck it! Suck my fucking cock, twat!" Danny barked. Suddenly he couldn't stand it. His hard-on loomed like a pole of salami in her fist and it was throbbing madly. Her hand was tight ass vise.
"Nnnnnnnn! Nnnnnnnn!" she mumbled, her gasping mouth suddenly poked and prodded by Danny's twitching cock. She was angled forward over Cruickshank, her tits flopping about in his face. It was easy to let Danny's wet cock slip between her lips and over her tongue. Danny's legs were spread wide. He had a foot on either side of Cruickshank's face.
"It's halfway in! My cock's halfway up her ass!" Todd wheezed, spreading her ass cheeks apart with his knotted fists. "It feels so good! It feels so good! I don't believe it!"
His balls dropped lower, and when at last his prick drove all the way inside the helpless girl, they flopped on top of Cruickshank's nuts. The two ball sacs throbbed. Then suddenly Todd began thrusting in and out of her asshole like a madman, and the balls slacked together noisily. A clear oily scum quickly coated both sacs.
"You're in her all the way! Your cock's all the way up her ass!" wailed Cruickshank, and he too began to knife his prick into Becky, carving her twat lips wide. "I can feel you! Fuck, Roger, I can feel your cock right next door!"
Both men began a vicious fucking motion that sent their cocks deep into the twin holes of the willing teenager. She was jerked this way and that, her body wracked by the dual penetrations. And her tits flopped and danced against Cruickshank's sucking lips. Her mouth bucked back and forth on top of Danny's blazing hard-on.
"Mmmmmmffffff!" she moaned, her mouth stuffed with cock. She clung to the base of the prick with her fist, and each time she was jerked forward, her mouth and hand slid up and down on him in a terrific shucking motion. She was jerking him off with her mouth and her hand, and all her motions were uncontrolled. She was no more than a fucking, sucking machine for the three half-crazed men.
"Suck it, slut! Suck it, whore!" Danny growled, getting into the spirit of the thing. She loved it! She so obviously loved it! She didn't care about him! She didn't want to have a relationship with him! All she wanted was cock! Cock, cock, cock! She was proving it! Well, he'd help give it to her! He'd help her get so much cock she wouldn't know whether she was coming or going! The whore! The slut!
All three men flexed their hips, drove their cocks into the willing teenager. She was impaled on cock; every hole was plugged up tight. She sucked on Danny madly, dropping her warm wet lips down deep on his cock each time she was thrust forward. And suddenly she had a vision of how she wanted it all to end. She knew what she wanted to do.
"I want your cum!" she groaned, lifting her lust-distorted mouth up off Danny a moment. "I want you're cum all over me! Ungh, ungh, ungh! Let me see it! Let me drink it all down! Ohhh, I want your jism so bad!"
She wasn't just talking to Danny. She was speaking to all three of them. She wanted all three of them to show her their cum, wanted to drink down the spunk of each one. But for the moment they didn't understand. They continued pumping into her as if they were all possessed. Their cocks turned bone-hard inside her.
"Suck it! Suck my cock, you sleazy twat!" Danny groaned, very close to coming. "Eat my jism! Eat my fucking jism!"
He was prodding her mouth with his colossal prick. Its head scraped her cheek and nudged her alongside her nose. He was trying to plunge the thing back into her mouth but she was resisting, turning her gaping lips to one side. She still clutched him tightly in her fist.
"Come on me! Come on me! Shit, I want to see your cum!" she wailed, and she was sliding forward, trying to pull herself off the driving cocks.
For several minutes the men would do nothing to oblige her. They humped and bucked at her, driving their hard-ons deep into her wide-split body. But then Todd was leaning back, allowing his steel-hard cock to pry out of her asshole inch by lazy inch. He was ready to come. He was ready to come any minute. And he decided he wanted a change. He didn't want simply to blast his jism up her asshole.
"Ohhh! Ohhh!" he grunted, and at last his prick snapped free of her ass and vibrated out in front of him like a log boom. The prick glistened and gleamed in his hand. Large drops of pre-cum fell to the carpet.
Timing his movements perfectly, Cruickshank forced his body up under Becky and, twisted her onto her side then onto her back. His cock stayed inside her the whole time. Her ass hit the floor and she was flat on her back on the rug. He began to fuck her roughly, drilling every inch of his hard-on between the greasy slabs of her well-fucked cunt.
"Give me your cocks! I want to suck your cocks!" she croaked at the other two, wrapping her legs around Cruickshank's back. Her arms flailed about in search of the hard cockmeat. She didn't want to run the risk of anyone losing his hard-on.
Her words fired into Danny like electric sparks. For a while there he thought he'd been abandoned. He thought he'd have to jerk off all by himself. In a flash he was joining Todd on the carpet, the two of them on their knees as if they were about to share in some weird religious ritual. Becky grabbed their cocks and pulled them toward her, one on either side of her face.
"Let me suck them! Let me suck your cocks!" she groaned, and her head tilted from side to side as she started licking and kissing the two cocks in turn. She bobbed her face up and down and sucked several inches of each hard-on on every stroke. She clasped them tightly in her fists as if she never wanted to let them go.
"I'm coming! I can't stand it! What a cunt! What a cunt!" Cruickshank wailed, his ass cheeks a blur of twitching flesh as he fucked her.
"Pull out and come all over me!" she gurgled, Danny's cock poking her in the eye. "Pull out and jerk off all over me! I want to see your jism! I want you're cum all over me!"
Cruickshank groaned, but did as he was told, finding the idea revolting and incredibly exciting at the same time. He'd never had a woman say such things to him before in his entire life. The little cunt wanted to see his cum! She wanted it all over her! What a wild, kinky fucking idea!
At the split second he felt himself explode, he jerked back his ass, slipped his hard-on from the sucking clutches of her twat, and gripped his cock. He proceeded to jerk himself off all over her, just as she'd asked, moving farther and farther up her torso till he was actually jerking off into her face.
"Yes! Ohhh fuck, yes!" Becky wheezed as she felt the first splattering drops of jism hit her belly. "Come all over me! Jerk yourself off all over me! Please! I want to see it! I want to feel your hot fucking jizz!"
His fist a blaze of motion on his cock, Cruickshank watched in fascination as he began to shoot wad after wad of cream out onto the willing, pleading teenager. His first shot fired through her twat hair and ricocheted all the way up her belly to her chest, cutting across her navel and writhing into her cleavage like mercury over glass. Her belly button was full to overflowing in an instant, and the white cream began to drool down her flanks.
"Yes! Ohhh, fuck, all over me! Spunk all over me! I love it!" Becky crooned, glaring wide-eyed at the spurting cock between sucks on the twin mushroom heads prodding her cheeks. "On my tits! Come all over my tits! I want my tits covered in jism!"
Cruickshank pumped his purple dick, spiraling out jet after jet of shining jism. It looped in the air, gleaming like silver, then fell splattering all over her golden skin. And as he spurted, he crawled up over her belly, straddled her rib cage. He jetted out two thick white strings onto her tits, coating each nipple carefully. Then he lodged his balls in her cleavage and proceeded to spunk into her face.
A thick stream of spunk slopped up the entire left side of her face, bathing her rouged cheek and circling the socket of her eye. He tilted his cock a fraction at the last minute, and the gleaming trail of white continued over her forehead and to the right, along her hairline and into her blonde hair.
"Yes! In my face! Come in my face too!" she begged, eyeing the spasming cock head tensely and opening her mouth wide. Her tongue scooped up any extra cum, and for the moment she abandoned sucking the other two cocks entirely.
"Shit, look at that! Look at all the cum!" Todd moaned, hardly believing his eyes. And he folded his fist tightly over hers and helped her prime his own cock. She obviously wanted it! She really wanted all three of them to come in her lovely teenage face!
She tilted her bright blonde head back and closed her eyes, confident now that they would do as she wished and come in her face. She held open her mouth. If she timed this right, she'd have all three of them going off in her face at the same time! Imagine! God, how sexy that must look!
"Spunk-sucker! Dirty, filthy cock eater! Eat it! Eat it!" Danny wailed suddenly, half out of his mind. He too had a hand wrapped over Becky's long fingers, and was helping her to jerk on his prick. And now, as he watched, the spunk began to spurt from his cock tip in long, shimmering white lines. They fell splashing across her, mouth and down her left cheek, coating her tongue and making her painted red lips shine. One shot stuck to her teeth like a thick squiggle of toothpaste.
And then Todd was coming as well, lobbing hot wads of silver across her nose from the opposite direction. A huge scalding jet twirled in the air, like a silver cable unwinding, then crashed down over her eyes diagonally, and decorating her from her temple to the opposite cheek. It looped over the bridge of her nose and matted her eyelashes together, sticking to the tiny filament hairs like gross white teardrops.
"Ohhh fuck, yeah! Ohhh, fuck, yeah! Spunk on me! Spunk all over my face!" she moaned, out of her mind with lust. And now all three men were ejaculating on her, raining down blotches of cum onto her upturned, eager face.
"Ohhhhh, fuck! Ohhhhh, fuck! Ohhhhh, ggglllppphhh!" she gasped, her cry cut short by a monstrous bolt of slime that shot directly into her mouth like a jet from a hose. She choked, she gagged, trying to suck down the sizzling paste. It slopped from her lips and slithered off in all directions, up her cheeks, down her chin, up to her eyes. Her face oozed the stuff like overflowing milk.
And still the men shot off, showing her no mercy, calling her all the dirty names they could think of. White ropes spat up either side of her nose. Her forehead and hair gleamed with silver spray.
And Becky blew bubbles through all the spunk clogging her mouth. She rolled her head from side to side and thought she was going to faint with pleasure. For this was what she craved. This was what she wanted from life. Three guys or more coming all over her, jetting spunk into her face! It was so exciting! It was so thrilling! This was the ultimate thrill for her. From now on she'd do this as often as she could!
She scooped the jism up in her fingers and began to rub it on her face.
