Chapter 6 - BUNNY RETURNS TO MR. JESSE'S
(Mg, oral, inc, exhib)
Bunny sneaks off to visit Mr. Jesse again...
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Leaving Mr. Jesse's, I didn't go to Janie's. I went straight home. Mama was still at Aunt Bess'. Daddy was so absorbed in the football game that wasn't even aware that I had gone anywhere.
I was just lying on my bed thinking about all that had happened that weekend when Uncle Joe knocked and then poked his head in my door.
"Bunny. I need to make a beer run. Want to go with me?"
Just taking a ride with Uncle Joe was far far better than what I was doing, so I jumped up and followed him downstairs and out the front door. I was expecting him to go to the Seven-Eleven where I could extract a sweet treat from him, but he went to his house instead.
"I thought you had to get beer?" I asked as we pulled into his driveway.
"I do. It's inside." Parking his truck he added, "Come on."
So I followed him inside. As soon as he shut the backdoor, he turned to me and unzipped.
"We've got to be quick, Bunny. So, how about it?"
I looked at his cock that he fished out of his pants. Circumcised, I realized that it was a thing of beauty, not that Mr. Jesse's cock wasn't beautiful; soft, it was just funny looking to me.
"Come on, Bunny, blow me, baby."
I smiled and went to my knees, took him in hand and directed the semisoft organ to my mouth.
'This is nice,' I thought as I began mouthing the thing, thrilling in the feel of it hardening and growing bigger and bigger in my mouth. Even before it was fully hard, I began bobbing my head, looking up at Uncle Joe looking down at me, hands on his hips, a huge smile plastered on his handsome face.
It didn't take too long and his thingie was shooting his stuff in my mouth. I swallowed and swallowed, saving the last weaker shots to savor once the blowjob was done.
"That was nice, Bunny, real nice," he said zipping up. "Wish we had time for me to return the favor, but we need to get back"
He helped me up, turned to the fridge and extracted two six packs. Within minutes we were back, with Uncle Joe hardly missing a play, and Daddy none the wiser.
Constantly distracted with thoughts about cocks, I could hardly concentrate in school Monday. Not just the two cocks I was now familiar with, well actually three if you count my baby cousin, Davy, but distracted by the thoughts of the cocks of each and every boy in my class. No matter how hard I tried to pay attention to my middle school teachers, I couldn't help but wonder if this or that guy was circumcised or not, and then how big it was. It was driving me crazy. Same thing on Tuesday.
That Tuesday afternoon, I got my first chance to play with a cock when Mama sent me to Uncle Joe's with dinner for him. Unfortunately, she told me to come right home. Darn! Still, as the Sunday afternoon beer run with Uncle Joe had proved, I really didn't need a whole lot of time to be naughty.
Heading to Uncle Joe's with his plate of food, I had a few moments to consider what I would do with the little time I had. Give Uncle Joe another blowjob? Or maybe I'd drop in on Mr. Jesse and... I had been wondering at school what Mr. Jesse would do if I just walked in and sucked him in his kitchen. That idea was so deliciously wicked that I almost decided not even going to Uncle Joe's, but that wouldn't work as he was expecting me, and if I didn't show he'd call Mama and... Of course I could always stop at Mr. Jesse's on the way home.
Cutting through Mr. Jesse's yard, I saw that his truck was gone. Well, that eliminated that. Then I realized that maybe, just maybe, he'd be back home by the time I was on my way home.
Uncle Joe was waiting for me in the kitchen. "You have to go straight home?" he asked.
"Yeah. Mama wants me to help her with supper. But we have time to do what we did Sunday."
"You don't mind?"
"No, I like sucking your dick, Uncle Joe."
"Hey, that makes the both of us, cupcake!"
A moment later I was on my knees unzipping him while he undid his belt and unbuttoned. In seconds, he had his jeans and drawers down off his hips and rather rudely rubbed his dick across my face. A week or so ago I would have been offended, but not now. Now I rather liked it, though I'm sure Mama would've had a stroke if she knew how much I liked it. Cupping his balls with one hand, I captured his hardening cock in the other. Looking into his handsome face, I smiled, opened my mouth and slipped the head of his cock between my lips, mouthed it for a moment and took more into my mouth.
Suddenly I didn't care if my mama wanted me home as soon as possible or not, I didn't want to rush this. After taking as much of his cock as I could handle, I let it slip from my mouth. I grinned up at Uncle Joe, and took just the head into my mouth again, ran my tongue over it and released it.
Uncle Joe seemed to like my game, so I continued. After awhile, he began softly cursing, his hands lovingly caressing my head as I sucked him. Suddenly, his grip on my head tightened and he thrust his hips forward, driving his dick deep into my mouth. He pulled it back and drove it back in. Over and over he thrust his hips and at the same time pushing my head onto his dick. And each time he thrust it in, he went too deep and I'd gag. I'd gag and my eyes would water.
Thankfully he adjusted how deep he thrust and stopped making me gag. Even so, he continued to rather roughly push my head back and forth until he shot off.
Letting go of my head and pulling his spent organ from my mouth, he apologized. "Sorry, if I got a little too rough with you, Bunny," he said.
"That's okay," I said looking up at him and smacking my lips. "You didn't hurt me or anything."
"Good, I don't ever want to hurt you, honey."
I stood up and he grabbed my crotch. Unfortunately it was still rather chilly and I had worn jeans to school. If I was wearing a dress, I probably wouldn't of had panties on and his hand would have been on my bare pussy. As it was, it still felt good for his hand to be there squeezing and squeezing.
I was about to say to myself, 'I'm just gonna have to be a little late,' and pull my jeans off, but he released me saying, "You'd better be running along, Bunny. But next time, it's going to be your turn."
I wasn't too happy to be run off, but I wasn't too disappointment either. What was really disappointing was seeing that Mr. Jesse still wasn't home. To make matters worse, Mama didn't really need my help with supper when I got home, she had it all done. She just wanted me home for whatever reason.
My next opportunity came Thursday. Mama had a plate of food for Uncle Joe ready to go the moment I got home.
"Get your homework done, Bunny," she told me. "When you're done, you can take Uncle Joe his dinner. He's got to work late, so just put in his refrigerator."
"Can I go to Janie's afterward?"
"Yes, sweetie. Just be home for supper. You know how your daddy is." Daddy liked to eat supper as soon as he was home from work, never mind that he was late some days and early others, and he insisted that we all eat together.
So I did what little homework I had and took Uncle Joe his dinner, leaving it in the fridge like my Mama told me to do. Mr. Jesse was home, as evidenced by his truck under the carport cover. I had a clear path to be naughty with Mr. Jesse, but there was just one problem... Janie.
I picked up Uncle Joe's kitchen phone and dialed the number I knew by heart. Janie answered.
"Listen, Janie, do me a big favor," I told her. "I'm supposed to coming to your house, but I'm not."
"Where are you going?"
"To see a boy."
"What boy?"
"Never mind. Mama doesn't like him and he's asked me to help him with his homework."
"Jake Botham? You're going to Jake Botham's? Ewwww!"
"No, not that creep! Some other creep. Just don't call my house. Okay?"
"Sure, Bunny. You can count on me."
Secure in the knowledge that my cover story wouldn't be blown, I headed for Mr. Jesse's. It was warmer that day and I had a dress on. Feeling very naughty knowing what I was about to do, I slipped my shorts and panties off and stashed them in Uncle Joe's kitchen cabinet where he was sure to find them.
Mr. Jesse must not have seen me going to Uncle Joe's because it took him a few minutes to answer the back door. His little backdoor curtain parted just enough to for him to peek out. Seeing who it was, he let me in.
"Bunny! Come in, darling! Come in!"
I slipped in and he locked the door behind me. I wasn't surprised to see him totally undressed.
"I hope you can stay for a while," he said with that warm smile of his.
"I don't have to be home until supper."
He glanced up at his clock and asked, "What time is supper?"
"Six, six thirty." It was barely past four thirty.
"You don't say? You're not going to run off before six, are you?"
I shook my head and then lifted the helm of my dress to show a little bare butt.
"Hot damn!" he declared. "You going to get bare ass naked with me this time?"
"Well, it is kind of hot in here," I replied fanning my face with my free hand.
"Yes, it is. You'll be much more comfortable," he said lifting my dress even higher.
"You just want to see me nude," I replied with a grin.
"Yes, I don't deny that. Not in the least. Now, you need my help?"
He really didn't give me a chance to answer before he began unbuttoning the top of my dress. I didn't stop him. Soon he had me unbuttoned down to my navel. Grasping the shoulders of my dress, he smiled as he pushed them off my shoulders. I pulled my arms free and he stripped the dress down to my ankles. Stepping out of my dress, he picked it up and hung it up next to his overalls.
He checked me out, front and back declaring, "You have no idea how beautiful you are." That made me feel good. "Yes, you are a very beautiful girl. Gives me a hard-on."
I looked and sure enough, he was hard. He must have read my thoughts as he said, "Don't worry, darling. I've never raped anyone and I'm not about to start today."
He offered me something to drink. My mouth was dry from anticipation, and I accepted a glass of water, gulping it down. Naked, I was then led to his living room and to his sofa. I sat. Looking up, his erection was at eye level and only inches away. I was sorely tempted to lean forward and...
"I have something to show you," he said breaking my penis induced trance.
He disappeared into one of the bedrooms. A moment or so later, he came back carrying a box. He sat it down on the coffee table and pulled out several photo albums. He selected two, put the rest back into the box and set the box onto the floor. Opening the first, I saw it contained mainly black and white photos, photos of naked people, young and old, doing the most everyday mundane things. Photos taken outside, photos taken indoors, group pictures and pictures of individuals, photos of outdoor picnics, photos of naked people walking down streets, having lunch at outdoor cafes, at a swimming pool, playing softball, volleyball, riding bicycles and driving golf carts. Nothing sexual in nature, just naked people doing things everyday people do in public. He had hundreds of photos like this and soon my interest began to wane and I became distracted and more interested in him.
"You'd rather look at my dick?" he said. Having been caught, I supposed I should have been embarrassed, but I wasn't.
"Can I touch it?" I asked.
"Damned right you can touch it. Touch it like you did the other day and you'll make me a very happy man."
I played with his dick until he was quite hard once again, then I stopped.
"Don't stop, baby girl. You can touch it all you want."
I did want to touch it, but not like I had been touching it. I think I really took him by surprise when I leaned into his lap and took the head of his thick dick into my mouth.
"Holy shit, child! You shouldn't... you shouldn't... Damn, that feels nice!"
He had a taste, a rather funky taste and not so very different than Uncle Joe tasted right after he got home from work, but a little stronger.
I pulled off and looking up asked, "Do you want me to stop?"
"Stop? Hell no, I don't want you to stop!"
I slid off the sofa and got between his knees. Looking up at him like Uncle Joe had taught me, I took his dick back into my mouth.
"Son of a bitch! You're something else, Bunny. Obviously you've done this before. Who taught you to suck cock? Your Uncle Joe?
"Don't answer that! I don't need to know and you shouldn't tell. But it was Joe, wasn't it?
"No, don't answer that! If I was in Joe's shoes, I wouldn't want you to blab about it to anyone.
"Oh, watch the teeth, honey."
"Sorry."
"Don't worry about it, darling, just keep sucking.
"Yeah, Lassie, use that tongue. A most useful sex organ the tongue is," he rambled on. "Damn..."
Let me tell you, he was a mouthful. Uncle Joe was pretty big, but Mr. Jesse... I could hardly get my mouth around it and I have a big mouth, or so my daddy tells me, but that's not what Daddy means. But even as thick as Mr. Jesse was, I was still able to stuff a good three inches of it into my mouth.
"I'm gonna cum, darling," he warned. "I'm gonna cum. Shit fuck... I'm gonna cum, Bunny, I'm... Ahhhh!"
I think it really surprised him that I didn't pull off and let him pump his nut juice, as Uncle Joe sometimes called it, into my mouth. And it surprised him even more when I just gulped it down, even though he was pretty well senseless at the time.
While he recovered, I was savoring the taste of his cum and comparing it to Uncle Joe's. Mr. Jesse's was a bit sharper, but not bitter.
"You swallow too?" he muttered. Then added, "Damn, girl, you're full of surprises. I bet you fuck too."
Like a big old grizzly bear attacking, he grabbed me off the floor and threw me onto sofa and yanked my legs apart and placed them around his waist. Then he opened me up, or rather he opened my pussy up, peeling my pussy lips open with his thumbs.
"Well, I'll be damned. You're a virgin, though I suspect you won't be for very much longer," he said. "I don't have any use for virgins, especially virgins as young as you. Too messy and too emotional, so you don't have to worry about me popping it. I'd gladly wait to be the second or fourth man to fuck you. By then you'll be properly broken in and will enjoy the ride with me. If I fucked you now, I'd probably tear up that tight little cunt and that'd be a shame. Yes, a damned shame.
"Still, there's just something about the taste of a virgin's cunt..."
Grasping me by the hips he lifted my pussy to his mouth and dug his fat tongue into me. Like his dick, his tongue was fatter than Uncle Joe's, but maybe not as long. Still, it felt wonderful boring into my young gash and laving away at me while he held me practically upside down. And his whiskers tickled. His beard wasn't as wiry as it looked, but rather soft and springy. He paused scouring my puss and rubbed his chin hair into my clit for a moment. That sent me in orbit and then he was back working my pussy over with that fat tongue of his. He really knew what knew was doing too and had me nearly out of my mind filling me with rapture, after rapture, after rapture. By the time he was finished eating me out, I was wasted and covered with sweat.
When my eyes fluttered open, I was no longer being held upside down, but I was on my back, sort of leaning up against the backrest cushions, my legs flopped open in a very unladylike manner. He was sitting next to me, stroking his renewed erection.
"Virgin or not," I heard him say, "I ought to fuck you."
As he moved on top of me, I remembered what he said the other day about me being safe, as he wasn't being able to get it up again that afternoon. Well, he was up again, the big liar, and it seemed that he was intent on shoving that big thing up my little pussy. But he didn't. He crawled up past my pussy.
Bracing himself on the backrest he lowered his dick, brushed it across my lips a few times and then pressed it against my lips. My mouth just opened up automatically it seemed and he pushed his dick in. He began thrusting his hips, not wildly like Uncle Joe did the other day, but rather slowly and with measured strokes. Me, all I did was just lie there, and used my tongue now and then, other than that he did all the real work. He told me later that it wasn't so much a blowjob as a mouth fucking. Okay by me!
He fucked my mouth for five minutes or so, and then moved off of me, sort of collapsing and out of breath. He hadn't cum, which was disappointing for me, so I took it upon myself to do all the work while he just lay back and enjoyed it. I must've sucked him for another ten minutes, but he never came before my jaw gave out. Still it was fun just being with him. He was really very sweet to me.
I glanced over at the clock on the fireplace mantle. "Oh, my gosh! It's past six. I've got to get home."
"Well, I'm not going to stop you, Bunny," he remarked, "though it would be nice if I could just keep you. But if I did, I'd probably lose control and fuck you, so it's probably best you get running along to your Mama. We don't want her worrying about you, now would we? She might worry that you ran into some dirty old man on the way home who aims to ravish you."
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