Cherry Charles - Delighted in his daughter

When her dad was gone, Pam helped her mom with the dishes then went up to her room to read.

She had no more than opened the book when she heard a sharp, muffled squeal of laughter coming through the window of her upstairs bedroom. It was coming from next door, apparently, the old Howard house that her mom said some white-trash people had moved into.

Her curiosity mounting, Pam got off her bed and walked over to the window. She stuck her head just slightly out and peered down, and what she saw almost made her heart stop beating.

She could see directly into a bedroom in the house below her, and a girl of about thirteen was sitting back on a bed which was covered only with a lumpy, soiled-looking mattress. Sitting beside her on the same mattress was one of the best-looking boys Pam had ever seen, even if he did need his hair trimmed.

But the thing which had shocked and riveted Pam's attention at the first glance was the fact the boy had his hand up the girl's dress. In fact, he had it up under her dress to the elbow!

Pam felt that instant hot-itching sensation return to her virginal pussy!

The boy and the girl were talking to each other, but in such low, whispered tones that she couldn't understand a word. All she could understand was that the boy was doing most of the talking, and the girl was grinning and nodding her head while her cheeks turned a deeper and deeper pink.

Pam found it hard to breath!

Instinctively, with her legs trembling like dry leaves, Pam walked back across her bedroom and shut her door. Then she locked it before going back to the window.

Things had already gone much farther with the couple of teenagers in the room below her. The boy was now kneeling on the floor in front of the girl. He had hoisted her dress up to her thighs, and now he was pulling her panties off!

Pam felt a raw surge of pleasure go through the rim of her cunt as she watched the handsome, slackly grinning boy pull the silky, white garment off the trim hips of the young girl. And then he raked the panty all the way down to her ankles, and completely off her feet.

Pam stared at the mossy puff of hair between the girl's legs. Even from her bedroom she could make out the pouting lips of the relaxed little pussy and see the deep, ripe crease that ran in a long, vertical line between the doughy folds.

Despite the depths to which Pam felt her senses shocked by the crude things happening in the house next door, she couldn't stop what was happening to her own teenaged body. She could feel her own budding vaginal lips swelling out against the tight, nylon crotch band of her own panties as if every soft hair fringing her fourteen-year-old cunt was tingling separately!

She saw the boy whisper something again to the girl on the bed, and then she opened her legs wide apart, quickly and willingly, making her pubescent pussy yawn open like a wet, pinkish little mouth!

Pam gasped softly as she saw what the boy did next.

Without a moment's hesitation, he put both of his rather large hands up high inside the girl's slender legs and forced her to open her thighs even wider. And then he moved his face between her brazenly sprawled legs and began to slowly and gently lick on the twin mounts of her girlish cunt.

Pam couldn't believe what she was seeing!

She watched, her blood beginning to boil swiftly and hotly in her veins, as the boy lapped for eons on the outer lips of the girl's frisky little slit. Each time his long tongue rolled out to lick in longing strokes against the meaty ridges of the forbidden cleft, Pam felt the effect on her own pussy.

Her own pliant twat seemed to be responding with tingling, throbbing pleasure to what she was watching happen to the lucky girl down below!

The whispered conversation of Linda Walker and Betsy Meeker came back to her on dark, evil wings. That was what boys like to do. That was what Dirk had done to both Linda and Betsy – licked their pussies!

But it was the expression on the young girl's face that quickly transformed Pam's ideas about what a girl should or should not do with a boy. The girl on the bed was obviously enjoying to the hilt having her quim licked on. She was squirming under the boy's lecherous attack, trying to buck her legs up and lift her thighs higher as the hammering thrusts of his tongue were getting between the moist crack of her cunt.

Pam watched with quivering pores as the strong, boyish tongue disappeared over and over between the stretching folds of the pulsing pussy!

With a low moan of need, Pam knelt in front of the window and raked off her own panties!

She rested her chin on the window sill so that she could continue to watch the couple as she rubbed her palmed hand between her legs. The touch of her flesh against the tender, muffin-soft humps of her own cunt shot thrills hot and sharp into her loins!

The girl below her had now thrown her head back and closed her eyes. Her straw-blonde hair seemed to fall back behind her like a yellow veil as her mouth opened under the sensuous joy of having her snatch eaten.

As for the boy, he was deep into her tight hole with his tongue, his head bobbing almost monotonously up and down, his ears touching lightly against the insides of the girl's legs on each downward drive.

Pam continued to rub her heating pussy, feeling the outer lips swell out in pleasurably throbbing hotness and feeling the inner lips growing slick and wet, and receptive for something to touch them, too.

For the first time in her life, Pam slipped one of her fingers deep into the core of her teenaged quim. She wormed her finger as far as she could, sinking it up to the second knuckle in the warm, sappy folds of her sex.

The pleasure was so suddenly intense that her face flushed and her breath came in quick, raw gasps!

She found herself imagining that her finger was the boy's tongue, and to sharpen the fantasy, she began to move it back and forth the same way the boy was injecting his tongue into the girl's hair-rimmed hole!

The simple pleasure of having her finger inside her cunt now turned to a lusty, honed joy as the finger moved in softly squishing rhythm in and out of the puckered lips of her slit.

"Uuummmmmmmmm," Pam purred, smiling with quick, jerky pulls at the corners of her mouth. "OOHhhhh! Ah!!"

She felt something warm and hot trickle over her finger, and she would have been frightened, except that as the juice flowed the most exquisite kind of spasm rocked her sprouted pussy.

I'm cumming, she thought, this is what Linda and Betsy meant by cumming!

She kept working her finger in and out of her slavering snatch, loving the way her suddenly aroused cuntal muscles clasped and sucked at her knuckles!

Except for one or two times when she had clenched her eyes shut because of the delicious rapture going on between her own legs, she kept her watch on the two naughty teenagers down below.

The girl was completely under the boy's control now. She was lying back on the bed with one arm covering her face. Her legs were hanging almost limply down over the sides of the bed, and the boy's face was buried almost out of sight in the V of her thighs.

He had quite obviously made the girl cum with his tongue, and now he was still sucking her!

Pam felt her heated cunt throbbing all over again, yearning to experience just one more time the wildly lustful and sweet treat known as 'cumming'…

Since her pussy was well lubricated, Pam found it possible to force two fingers deep into her breach this time. And as she did so, she accidentally touched something at the upper part of her cunt that made her grunt out loud with joy.

She found the spot again!

It was like a small lump a little under the top of her slit, no larger than the tip of a baby's finger. But just the tiniest bit of pressure on the strange, firm bud made her wince with ecstasy!