Victoria Parker - No cherry cheerleader

The darling girls knelt on each side of their hero, and each clutched his long cock. Pam had a grip around the top, while Kelly got a good firm grip at the base. They staffed jerking.

"Ah, yes, girls, very good, very good! Where did you learn that?"

"Practice," Pammy whispered.

Deck smiled, skidded down on the chair and spread his legs, which made his cock look bigger and longer. The girls pumped harder and faster on the immense prick-stick.

"Aw, yeah, girls! I can tell you are both gonna be big hits on my TV show!"

"You think so?" Pammy asked, leaning over and kissing the tip of his bubbling prick.

"Oh, shit, honey, yeahhhhh! Kiss my prick like that!" Deck Card gasped.

Kelly took a cue and slid her tongue onto the tip of his cock, and both girls licked the bubbling cum, swirling their pink, young tongues at the bulging cock-head as they pumped and jacked the stiff cock-shaft.

"Oh, babies! Darlings!" Deck cried. Then he came. He squirted his load on their pink mouths, spewing thick, hot cockjuice at their faces as he sighed lovingly for them.

"Ahhhh, boy, oooooh!" he moaned, his prick splashing globe of cum at their little mouths.

The girls kept pumping, and jerked him dry, leaving him wilted on his dressing-room chair. He finally pulled them off his dripping prick.

"Good. Very good, girls. Now don't forget to wear shorter skirts and come back next Saturday. You're gonna be big teen dancing stars on my show."

Both girls were thrilled to even think about such a wonderful possibility, and they chatted about it all the way home.

"We actually masturbated Deck Card! Can you fucking believe it?" Pammy exclaimed. "Whew, jeeez, no! Too much," Kelly said.

That night, Pam's mother went out with her boyfriend, and Pam watched some TV in her room, still thinking about the experience at the TV station, and thrilled about appearing on camera as a regular next week.

The phone rang.

"Kelly?"

"Yes."

"It's your Uncle Frank."

"Oh, hi."

"I saw you on TV today."

"Gee, really?"

"Yeah. God, YOU were great! Very sexy!" Kelly felt a tingle of power. "Oh, yeah?" she said. "What were you doin' watchin' that program, Uncle Frank?"

"Well, just looking in, you know, but you were terrific! That little black skirt, whew, and the pink sweater, Kelly, the pink heels, the way you were dancing – God, it got me so hard!"

"Huh? I did, I mean, it did?"

"You did, Kelly."

"Got you on a hard-on, Uncle Frank?" she asked cutely, a shiver of excitement sweeping through her young fine body.

"Yes, a big one, Kelly, and I taped you. I've been running it back all day, jerking off to you."

"Gawwwwd!" Kelly gasped. "You didn't!"

"Yes I did, and I've jacked off to you five times today so far."

"Jeez, five times?"

"I was just dancin' and stuff."

"The way you moved your hips, honey, the sexy smile, it was all too much. I thought you were gonna pull that skirt up over your panties a couple times, the way you kept sliding it up with your hands while you danced. Oh, oh, I'm watchin' the tape right now, Kelly."

"Are you?"

"Yes."

"Are you playin' with your prick?"

"Yes!" he gasped.

"And watchin' me on TV," Kelly whispered.

"Yes!"

"Ooooh, wow, you're naughty! Real naughty!"

Kelly slid her black skirt up over her tight pink panties, dunked her hand into the cute undies and rubbed her pussy.

"Oh, Kelly!" Frank sighed into the phone hotly.

"You doin' it right now?" Kelly asked.

"Yes, jackin' off to you – I love it!"

"Is it all big and stuff?"

"Yes, darling!"

"Oh, shit, Uncle Frank!" Kelly gasped, a wave of erotic heat burning through her. "Do it then!"

"What? Do what, Kelly?"

"Jerk your prick to me!"

"Oh, yeah! I am!"

"You cock-beater!" Kelly cried.

"Yes! Yes I am, darling! A cock-beater!"

"Pump on your prick!"

"Honey, I'm gonna cum to you!" Frank shouted.

"Jerk it, Uncle Frank! Jerk your big prick! Make it squirt all over. Make it shoot all that gooey, icky stuff all over. Jerk fast and hard on your prick, Uncle Frank, really pound – ooooohhhhh, yeahhhhhh! Pound your prick, Uncle Frank!"

"I'm poundin'!" Frank gasped.

Kelly reached over to her dresser by the bed, opened the drawer and withdrew the picture she had of Frank jerking off.

"I'm lookin' at your picture, and you are lookin' at me on TV," Kelly whispered. "Kelly, Kelly!" Frank panted. "Masturbate it off!"

"My sixth time to you when I do!"

"Shit," Kelly murmured, her hand jerking in her panties, her finger playing on her cunt.

"I'll bet there was a lot of cum pumped to you today, Kelly," Frank whispered lewdly.

"Ohhhhh, shit, huh?"

"I'll bet guys all over town fucked their fists and shot their wads to you today, just like I'm about to do."

"Fuck your fuckin' fist! Fuck your fist!"

"I'm cummin'! I'm cummin'!" Frank yelled.

Kelly felt a tickle of pleasure tingle through her as Frank yelled and panted about cumming.

When he'd finished, he said, "I wanna come over and jerk off to you some day soon, okay?"

"Yeahhhhhh!" Kelly purred obscenely. Kelly hung up and lay back, her hand still in her gooey panties, her finger slowly pleasuring her pussy, her body tingling with satisfaction. She loved masturbation, and it excited her so much to hear how men would tape her TV appearance and jack-off to it.

She didn't know how long she lay there, but she was abruptly jolted from her mellow haze by the front doorbell.

She pulled her panties up quickly, wiped her dripping fingers on her bedspread and went downstairs.

It was Frank.

"I drove by and saw that your mother was out."

He walked past her, and Kelly shut the door.

"I came over to jerk off to you," he said.

"Oooooh, jeeeez, okay," Kelly said.

His eyes gazed at her young body with a blaring hotness.

"Better do it up in my room," Kelly said, "just in case my mom comes home."

They went to Kelly's little bedroom. Frank took his clothes off and sat down on her bed. Kelly stood a few feet away from him, leaning against the wall. His cock was bloated and big from so many pumpings, but it was incredibly hard, and it shot up from between his legs, straight and rigid, the cock-head cherry-red.

Kelly stared at the handsome prick. Frank clutched the cock-shaft in his hand and pumped up and down very slowly.

Kelly tingled with excitement as she watched his lewd stroke.

"Mmmmmmm, you look so damn good, Kelly!"

"Do I?" she asked, giving him a little sexy smile and sliding down on the wall so her black skirt pulled up high on her thighs.

"Do what you did on TV, Kelly."

"Like kinda move my hips like this, Uncle Frank, like I was standing there dancing and stuff?"

"Oh, yes, like that, darling, yes!"

"Oooooh, that looks good, Uncle Frank, the way you're playin' with your big prick like that! Jeeeez!"

"Pull your skirt up!"

"All right, I'm gonna," Kelly said, and she lifted the skirt along her hips, sliding it up until Frank could see her gooey-wet pink panties.

He let out a hot sigh of appreciation. Kelly reached down, dipped her hand into her panties, knuckled out the crotch and finger-fucked her cunt.

"Oh, yeahhhh, that looks good!" Frank panted.

"I'm gonna pull my panties down and show you my pussy, Uncle Frank. Like this," Kelly said.

She thumbed her pink panties, her skirt held high against the wall behind her. Then she tugged them down, pulling her undies to her knees and letting Frank see her beautiful little cunt.

"Yes, yes, your pussy!" Frank moaned.

"You like it, too, huh?"

His answer was obvious in the faster strokes he applied to his cock, masturbating the thick prick like a champion, pumping the juice out of the tip, so Kelly could watch it dribble down the prickshaft and fall on his knuckles.