Unknown - Deeper, daddy, deeper

It didn't take the pretty little blonde virgin long to realize that she loved the taste of his come.

She thought that it was a little fishy, and a little Sally, but it was refreshing. She drank it down as if it were the elixir of life – of perhaps a vintage imported wine.

She didn't stop sucking until the come stopped spurting out of his piss hole. She knew his orgasm was over when all of his muscles relaxed at the same time. His ass had been raised off the seat while he was shooting sperm. Now he lowered his bare buttocks back to the seat and let out a deep moan. He could feel the ecstasy of his orgasm being replaced by the warm contentment of his afterglow. The glow filled his groin. He could feel his heartbeat returning to normal.

Sally could feel his cock losing its urgent rigidity right away. The little blonde had never been so horny in her life. She left her mouth on the head of his cock even after his orgasm was over. She liked the way it felt there. She could feel the cock shaft getting softer against her palm and the insides of her fingers. She held the cock upright as the force of gravity began to have an effect on the tip. The little girl finally pulled her mouth off of the tip. She closed her jaw for what seemed like the first time in ages. Her jaw felt rusty – as if it were badly in need of oil. She hadn't been aware of the ache while her mind was on sucking. It was only after Marvin's horniness was appeased that the little girl was conscious of her own discomfort.

Sally stopped when her upper lip was only a fraction of an inch from the swollen lips on either side of Marvin's piss hole. She could see that the hole and her lip were connected with a bridge of conic. She pulled her mouth back an inch more and the string of semen broke in the middle. Half fell onto Sally's tooth and the other half rolled down his cock head – which was still dwindling as blood pumped back out of the dick.

She pumped his cock one more time and saw a single bead of post-orgasmic fluid form at the hole. She licked the fluid away with a single swipe of her slightly curled tongue tip. She then used the flat part of her tongue to lick his cock clean. The head had been covered with a thin film of coagulating fuck juice. By the time she stopped licking his prick the only thing that was making his manhood wet and shiny was the little girl's sweet spittle.

She was very hot.

She knew she was in danger.

Her willpower was weak.

Her panties were soaked.

She felt a great need to get naked.

She was in the mood to get nude!

She released her grip on his balls and let go of his cock.

His prick fell onto the top of his thigh. Sally remembered the come that had dripped down onto her chin and she licked herself clean with a broad sweep of her pink taster.

"You had better take me home, Marvin," she said.

"It's still early," Marvin said with a deep moan.

The tone of his voice rang with his disappointment.

"I have to get up early in the morning," Sally said.

This was a lie.

She was afraid that her willpower would give out if she remained.

She thought it would be nice to have her pussy eaten by the boy.

When she started to think like that she knew it was time to go home.

Marvin lifted his ass from the back seat of the car.

He reached down and tugged up his jeans and his underwear together.

He had to wiggle his ass from side to side to get them all the way up.

Sally thought he looked very cute as he did this. She moved so she was sitting on the seat beside him. She opened her purse and pulled out a facial tissue to wipe her mouth. She didn't want to look a mess when she faced Daddy at home.

The two got out of the car and moved into the front seat.

Sally knew what she was going to do when she got home. She was going to kiss Daddy goodnight and go straight up to her room. Then she was going to touch herself and make herself come. Sally could tell that she wouldn't even be able to think about going to sleep until she had made herself come. She could feel a great tension in her lower abdomen and the ache in her pussy was worse than ever. She shifted her weight from one ass cheek to the other as she sat in the front seat of the car. Marvin turned on the AM radio and switched the tuner to the local rock and toll station. He then turned up the volume and began to beat out the rhythm of a hard rocker on top of the steering wheel with his fingertips. The boy cleared his throat and turned on the engine. He pulled out of the lovers lane and headed the car back toward town.

The young couple had been making-out on a dirt road deep in a woods south of town. It was very secluded and the local cops never went there. Sally and Marvin both lived in the pretty little village of Caledonia, which was about eighteen miles south of Rochester, in Upstate New York. It was a sleepy conservative village where all of the houses were painted white with green trim. All of the narrow village streets were lined with mature maple trees. In the summer the streets of Caledonia looked like green tunnels. In the autumn there was much raking to be done.

"Did you have a good time?" Marvin asked, driving like a maniac. He spun his tires on the dirt road and tore out of the lovers lane like a bat out of hell.

"Oh yes," Sally said. She did not speak enthusiastically. She didn't want one blow job to go to the boy's head. She didn't want him to think that it was going to be a regular thing. "It was nice," she added.

"I thought that it was the best orgasm I have ever had," Marvin said sincerely as he pulled onto the paved road that led into Caledonia. He did not drive as fast once he hit the main road. He didn't relish the thought of being pulled over by a cherry-top.

"I'm glad you liked it. Remember it well. IT's the last one I will ever give you," Sally said. She had her knees together. Her tiny hands were folded in her lap.

"But why?"

Marvin was hurt.

"I told you. I don't do that sort of stuff," Sally said.

"But you just did!" Marvin said incredulously. He whined.

"I felt sorry for you," Sally said. She knew the comment cut deep.

Marvin was pissed.

He didn't speak to her after that.

He drove her straight home and let her out.

Sally didn't even bother to kiss the handsome football quarterback good-bye. Sally was smart enough to know the high school jock was not in the mood. He looked like he would rather hit her than kiss her.

"Just like men," Sally thought to herself as she got out of the car and ran up onto the front porch of her white home at 32 Genesee Street in Caledonia.

She shrugged.

"You give them an inch and they want to take a mile," she added to herself and walked in her front door. Sally entered the warm confines of the Symms livingroom.

Sally lived alone with her father.

She had never had any brothers of sisters. She was an only child.

Her mother had died five years before. Cancer at thirty-three.

It had been just Daddy and her against the world since then.

Symm was sitting on the couch watching television. The out and the TV cast a flickering everything. The room had a blue hue.

"Hello, sweetheart," MacIntyre exclaimed cheerfully as his beautiful daughter closed the door behind her and bounced over to the sofa.

Sally plopped down on the davenport beside her loving father and draped her arm across his broad shoulders. She gave him a smacking kiss right on the lips and smiled brilliantly.

"You are certainly in a good mood," MacIntyre said. "You must have had a good time with Marvin. What did you do park under the stars?"

"A little."

"I hope you didn't see stars."

"Oh Daddy, you know that I am a good girl." Sally said.

She was glad the room was dark. She could feel herself blushing.