Ray Todd: Daughter on top

When the writhing couple collapsed on the bed, Jolyne turned and fled up the hall. She was shaking like a leaf when she entered the privacy of her own room. The young girl's mind was filled with wild visions of Sam's cock. She could clearly see it plunging in and out of her mother's hot sucking pussy.

Spreading out on her back in bed, Jolyne felt her cunt itching and flowing as it never had before. Knowing she had to relieve herself, the aroused youngster frantically pulled her nightie up to her chin and plunged a finger into the slippery hotness of her dripping slit.

"Oh, Sam," she whispered, visualizing his big hard cock as she began thrusting her finger in and out of her steaming hot pussy. "Fuck me, Sam, fuck me good!"

For the first time in her life, Jolyne was dying to be fucked. She didn't give a shit who the guy was, but she wanted to feel a hard prick in her pussy.

"Yes, honey," she panted, squeezing and twisting her hard nipples with the fingers of her free hand while she continued masturbating with the other. "Fuck me harder, honey! Give me that big hard prick!"

Completely crazed with lust, she spread her naked thighs wide apart, pretending that a man was between them, wildly plunging his hard boner in and out of her hot, sucking cunt. She visualized a handsome man above her as he eagerly fucked his stiff prick into her writhing pussy.

"That's it, honey!" she squealed, writhing her hot slippery slit around her plunging finger. "Fuck me good, honey! I want a nice big cunt-full of your cock juice! Oh, baby, how I love that big hard prick of yours!"

Squirming hysterically on the bed, she could vividly feel a cock plunging in and out of her juice-slickened hole. She could clearly see her cunt juices glistening on the full length of a slippery cock that she could feel pounding into the depths of her fuckhole.

"Bite my tits!" she suddenly squealed, viciously pinching her own tingling nipples. "Bite 'em, honey, bite 'em! Make me come, you beautiful big fucker!"

God, how good it felt to be screwed by this imaginary cock. It felt so big and hard, and she could hardly wait to feel the thick hot cum gushing up into her gasping pussy.

"Fuck, baby, fuck!" she squealed, bringing herself closer and closer to a bell-ringing orgasm. "Oh, baby, how I love that big cock!"

She suddenly realized how much she needed to be fucked. The youngster didn't give a shit who it would be as long as he had a hard cock.

"Oh, sweet fuckin' Jesus!" she squealed as her hot cunt began climaxing all around her deeply embedded finger. "Fuck it to me, honey! Fill me with jizz!"

For the next few days, little Jolyne could think about anything except fucking. One day, when her mother was at work, Jolyne looked out the window and saw Ted Moore pulling into his driveway. Ted was a young man of twenty or twenty one who lived next door with his parents. Watching him as he entered the house, Jolyne suddenly decided he would be the ideal guy to pop her cherry.

After taking off her panties, the youngster hurried next door and rang the doorbell.

"Hi, Ted," smiled the cute youngster when he opened the door.

"Hello, Jolyne," he grinned, his eyes immediately drawn to her bra-less tits that were rolling around under the thin material of the dress she was wearing.

"I-I need help," she nervously stammered, her soft warm eyes pleading up to him. "Our power has gone out and I don't know a darned thing about the fuse box."

"Let me put this milk away," he answered. "I was just starting to fix lunch."

"Oh, I'm sorry to have disturbed you."

"That's okay," he replied. "Just let me put this milk back in the fridge."

Quickly putting it away, he followed the youngster across the lawn to her house.

"Where's the fuse box?" he asked as they entered.

"It's in the utility room, just off the kitchen," Jolyne replied, leading him through the house, her bare young thighs provocatively exposed beneath the short dress she was wearing.

Indicating the door to the utility room, Jolyne watched him leave. When he was gone, she quickly hopped up on the counter top of the sink. Deftly raising her skirt and opening her thighs, she made certain that he couldn't miss the sight of her nakedly exposed pussy when he returned.

He'd only been gone a few seconds when the stove light came back on, indicating that the power had been restored.

"It was the breaker switch," he called from the other room.

Jolyne smiled, knowing that she'd pulled the switch herself.

"Now, Jolyne, if you ever…" he stopped short as he walked back into the room, his eyes immediately drawn to her exposed cunt.

"Yes?" she coyly smiled.

"If y-you ever h-have trouble again…" he stammered, trying to regain his composure, "it's the switch on the bottom left."

"Gee, I sure appreciate this," she smiled, sensually swinging her legs as she sat up on the counter top.

"It was no trouble," he blurted, his eyes nervously glancing at her deliciously exposed pussy.

"Do you like it?" she suddenly whispered, spreading her thighs even farther apart.

"Like what?" he stammered.

"My pussy, dummy," she giggled. "Do you like it?"

Ted just stared at her, not knowing how to answer her frank and startling question.

"Well," she persisted. "I saw you staring at it. Do you like it?"

"Yeah," he finally admitted. "I-I guess so."

"Does it give you a hard-on?" she teased.

"Of c-course not," he stammered. "You're just a little girl."

"I'll bet you got a hard-on."

"Sorry to disappoint you, kid," he grinned. "But I don't."

"Prove it."

"What!" he gasped.

"Let me feel it," giggled Jolyne.

"Hell, no!"

"Please," she whispered, suddenly reaching over and grasping his crotch. "See how hard it is. I knew it was."

A delicious tremor raced through the young man's body at the feel of her warm little hand pressing against his throbbing prick.

"Knock that shit off!" he snapped, pushing her hand away.

"Okay," she replied. "But your cock sure got hard from looking at a little kid's twat. I'll bet you'd really like to fuck me."

"Don't be stupid," he laughed. "I'm too smart to mess around with jail bait."

"Okay," she sighed. "I'm sorry I brought the subject up. But why don't you stay and have a bite of lunch with me?"

"No thanks," he mumbled. "I think I'd better get out of here."

"I was just gonna make some hot dogs," beamed the youngster, jumping down from the counter. "Please stay."

"No thanks," he answered, turning to leave.

"You'll be sorry," she giggled, reaching for one of the big weenies on the counter. "You don't know all the neat things I can do to a hot dog."

Smiling teasingly at the young man, Jolyne slipped the end of the weenie between her full, moist lips and sensually slid it into her mouth.

Ted stared as if he were in a trance as she suggestively wrapped her moist slippery lips around its fat length and began slowly pumping it in and out of her mouth, her teasing eyes looking directly into his.

"Mmmmmm, what I can't do to a weenie," she sighed, removing it from her mouth and running her tongue up and down the length of the obscene-looking object.

Ted knew he should get out of the house, but he just stood frozen, watching the weenie slither back into the brazen little girl's hot open mouth.

Winking suggestively at the youth, she made wet slurping sounds as she sucked on it while her fingers wantonly stroked the part that was protruding from her mouth.

"I wish you'd stay," she whispered, slowly removing it from between her lips with an erotic slurping sound. "I'd show you what I can really do to a weenie."

Staring into the youngster's sensuously pleading eyes, Ted could feel his stiff cock churning around in the confines of his pants. He fully realized that no matter how desirable the child was, he'd be heading for big trouble if he laid a hand on her.