William Carson: Daughter_s hot pants

Marcia slept in the next day and did not awaken until past ten when the sun shone through the lace curtains of her new room. She threw her blankets from her and let the sun warm her naked body. She thought of how much fun she had had with Tina the previous night, and the great afternoon she had spent with Steve.

As she thought about the young, bearded man next door, Marcia put her hand to her hairy cunt-mound and began to play with herself. She imagined Steve's thick cock pushing into her pussy, stretching the walls wide with his hard prick-meat. She plunged her finger into her cunt and closed her eyes, pretending it was a prick. But it just wasn't the same. Her finger was just too skinny, and there was no hairy, muscular body atop her to clutch.

As she played with herself and imagined she was being fucked, a knock, came at her door, shattering her sexual fantasy. She quickly pulled her sheet over her, keeping her finger buried in her cunt.

"Who is it?" she called out.

"Peter," came the young boy's voice from the door. "I just wanted to see if you were awake yet."

"I am. Why don't you come in?"

The sheet was moulded to her full-titties wide-hipped body. She wondered how Peter would handle such a provocative sight.

"Hi!" she said brightly as he entered her room.

"Uh, hi," he replied.

Marcia was pleased with the way his eyes went immediately to the outline of her nude body beneath the sheet. His gaze traveled from her tits down to her wide hips and back up again. He licked his lips and looked as if he had just had some heavenly revelation.

"How are you this, morning, Peter?" she asked, moving her body around and stretching so the sheet slid down, almost exposing her billowy tits.

"Fine. Just great, Marcia. I thought I'd let you know that Mom and Dad are gonna be out of town today and tonight. Dad has to look at some ground down in Eugene that his company might develop and they're going to spend the night there."

"Well, thank you for telling me, Peter."

The muscular young boy turned as if to leave then.

"You can stay and talk to me for a while, if you like," Marcia said to him.

He smiled at her like a little puppy dog and quickly crossed the room to sit beside her on the bed.

"Are your parents gone already, Peter?"

"Yeah, they left just a few minutes ago."

He couldn't take his eyes from her tits. The young girl decided to really give him something to look at and moved up in the bed, casually pulling the sheet down so both her nipples just barely peeked out at him. She pretended it had been an accident, wondering if he would be gutsy enough to get the hint and throw her down and take her the way she wanted it.

"It's a real nice day," he said.

"Yes, it is."

She smiled inwardly and thought of how young this boy really was. He had to be a virgin, the way he was acting with her. She wondered how it would be to fuck a virgin, and knew that she would before this day was out.

"You're a very handsome boy, Peter," she said.

"Th-thank you."

"Do you have a girlfriend?"

"Well, sorta. There's this girl I know and we go out sometimes, but it's nothing really heavy."

"I see. Do you fuck her?"

Her words shocked the young boy, and he had to swallow twice before he was able to speak.

"Well, uh – sure. Yeah. I fuck all the time." She loved the timid way he lied to her and smiled at him.

"What else do you do together?" she asked.

"Well, the usual stuff."

"What's 'the usual stuff?'"

"Oh, you know. I play with her, with her…"

His voice trailed off and Marcia decided she had toyed with him enough. She reached a hand out from under the sheet – the hand which had been buried in her pussy – and caressed his cheek with her sticky fingertips. He jumped away from her at her first touch but then smiled an embarrassed smile and reached out for her hand. He seemed content to just touch her fingers and palms and the back of her hand.

"Why are your fingers so sticky?" he asked.

"I've been playing with myself."

"Oh, gee, I didn't think girls did that."

"As much as boys."

That seemed to shock hum, but Marcia didn't mind. He would be in for a few more surprises before the day was over. She put her hand back to his cheeks and touched the soft, boyish flesh. She pulled her other hand out from under the sheet and rested it lightly on the crotch of his gym shorts. She smiled at him when she felt his hard-on. She began to stroke it and was pleased when she felt it grow even more and press up through the shorts against her hand.

"Uh. Marcia, I gotta tell you. I, uh lied to you."

"What do you mean?"

"About what I do with my girlfriend. I've never fucked her. I've never fucked anybody."

"That's okay, Peter. Everybody was a virgin once. I'm glad you told me."

She continued to caress his prick through the thin fabric of his gym shorts and when it grew so hard that she knew it must be hurting him to have it confined, she pulled at the elastic banding and told him to raise his ass up off the bed. When the cock was free and sticking straight up hard as tempered steel, Marcia smiled and kicked the sheets from her body.

"God, you're beautiful, Marcia!"

The boy's enthusiasm got to her, and she instinctively knew that, virgin or not, he was going to be a great lover. She curled herself around him on the bed so her head rested in his lap, her mouth scant inches away from his prick. She darted her tongue out and licked at the cockhead. A tiny droplet of pre-cum oozed out of his piss-slit and she quickly licked it up, delighting in the taste of it.

"God, good Christ, that's unbelievable, Marcia!"

"I'm glad you like it, honey," she whispered into his cock.

She opened her mouth wide and gently lowered it over his tender prick. She loved the way if felt when his cock slid against the soft, meaty cheeks of her mouth. She pressed her lips together, wrapping them vise-like around his cock, caressing it with her tongue as she did so. He began to jerk and sway beneath her lusty ministrations. He buried his hands in her full head of hair and pushed her mouth even further down his cock, it slid down her throat, and all of it was in her. His tight coil of pubic hairs tickled her nose.

"Jesus, Marcia, suck it, God, that feels so good!"

She slid her mouth back up his cock until only the spongy mushroom-shaped head was between her lips and she felt another little droplet of pre-cum escape from it. Its taste drove her wild and she slid her mouth up and down on his cock with a wild frenzy. She wrapped her hand around him and jerked him off as she sucked at him. He began to thrust his cock up as she slid her hand and mouth up and down, burying his stiff cock-rod deeply into her with each stroke…

"Ohhh, that's it Marcia, that's it right there, God, I'm gonna cum. Christ, I can feel it!"

She took her hand away from him, not wanting him to cum too quickly. She wanted to savor this virgin load of cum which would eventually shoot into her mouth, wanted to take her time with him. She wanted to show him just how great real sex actually was.

She stopped her frenzied sucking and pulled her mouth away from him. He looked down at her with confused eyes, almost begging her to suck him some more. She smiled up at him and flicked her tongue out, slapping the spongy head of his cock with it. He jumped and quivered each time her soft tongue hit his sensitive prick-head.

"I can't believe how good that feels, Marcia. Fuck, it's so Goddamn good… so fucking good?"

"I'm glad you like it," she murmured.

She wrapped her hand around the base of his long, thick prickshaft and slowly tongued its head. She pursed her lips tightly together and pushed her head down his prick, making the entrance into her mouth as tight as possible. When the head was once again trapped inside her mouth, she licked at the little slit and once again jacked him off with her hand.