Norma Egan - Daddy_s slut girl

"Awwww!" Jones bawled.

He was almost purple in the face now, panting heavily, and he'd curled his fingers in Cindy's hair, his hands working convulsively. She worried for a moment that he might have a heart attack. But she remembered what Linda had told her, that Jones was a veteran of these games. He must know his limits.

"Surprise!" he bleated. "Here comes the surprise!"

Cindy braced herself, opening her throat wide. Just in time – a thick splat of jism shot from the twitching head of his cock. She managed to swallow all of it, plus the little after-bursts of salty cum. She gurgled loudly, greedily, as she ate it all. Jones was squealing and moaning as he came.

At last his prick went limp and useless on her tongue, and Cindy let it slip from her mouth. She looked at him in wide-eyed disappointment. "Gee, mister," she said, "that was such good candy. Can't I have some more?"

Jones beamed, obviously pleased with her performance. "Of course, Cindy," he said, patting her on the head. "You've been a very good little girl, so I'll let you suck some more on the candy."

Shit, thought Cindy.

She'd figured he'd excuse himself, be satisfied after one come. But for five hundred bucks, she supposed he'd want his money's worth. Hiding her boredom, she grinned and picked up his limp wet prick and stuffed it back in her mouth. As she began sucking on the tool, Jones gave a long low sigh of pleasure.

"I like nice little girls like you, Cindy," he said, "so I'm going to give you a very special treat, something you'll really like. You just enjoy the candy awhile, while I get it ready."

Cindy hardly paid any attention. Her only aim was to bring him off again and get rid of him. She sucked his cock swiftly, juicily, with a vacuum pressure that soon had him panting and squealing. Of course it took longer this time to get his prick hard, and her mind wandered. She thought of the fine apartment she and Linda were going to have – in a white neighborhood this time, so they could stroll around the streets without danger. She thought of how pretty Linda would look in the new clothes she intended to buy her. Together, as a mother-daughter team, they were really going to go places. It would be a wonderful life.

Suddenly Jones was pushing her away, his now-erect prick popping wetly from her mouth and standing straight up in his lap. He had a sick eager grin on his fat flushed face.

"I want more candy!" Cindy pouted.

"No, it's not good for you to have too much candy," Jones said, wagging a finger at her. "We're going to play a game instead. I'll be the doctor and you be the patient."

"Oh, goody!" Cindy squealed, wondering what in hell he had in mind.

"Now you go over and lie on the bed," said Jones, "and then I'll come and be the nice doctor."

"Okay, mister," said Cindy, remembering to lisp a little.

She skipped over to the bed and lay down on her back. She looked innocently at Jones as he approached her, a ludicrous sight with his stiff wet reddish prick sticking out of his fly. He leered down at her. She noted that his stubby cock was drooling eagerly.

"Now, what's the matter, little girl?" he said soothingly. "Where does it hurt?"

Cindy was beginning to get the idea. "Right down here," she said, wrinkling her face in a pout. She pointed to her crotch.

Jones was delighted. This girl played the game better than any he'd ever encountered. "Down there?" he said. "I'd better have a look."

He raised her short frilly skirt and tucked it around her waist. He tugged down her childish white cotton panties, and Cindy obligingly raised her plump little butt to assist him. He tossed the panties aside and gazed with blatant delight at her shaved pussy. The cunt-lips were plump and pink and perfectly hairless, like those of a child. Jones could not have been more pleased.

"Spread your legs a little, dear," he said breathlessly. When Cindy complied, he had an enticing view of her girlish slit, of delicate folds of plump pink pussy flesh. He slid a stubby finger between the ripe blushing lips of her twat and rubbed teasingly around the tiny mouth of her cunt.

"Is that where it hurts?" he asked.

"Ooohhh, yes!" squealed Cindy. "But that feels nice, Doctor. When you do that, it doesn't hurt any more."

Jones chuckled and went on massaging the moist mouth of her little cunt, circling the slick flesh with the stubby tip of his finger, poking delicately in and out of the steamy little hole. The girl sighed deeply and let her legs fall wider apart. A cute little grin spread across her childish face, and he felt her warm pussy-cream starting to flow around his finger. My God, she was a superb actress. He'd be coming back to this one again and again.

Cindy wasn't acting this time, however. Jones' thick finger felt really good as it rimmed and probed the ever-greedy mouth of her little moist cunt. She was pretty horny. It had been a week since she'd been balled, since Cadillac's brutal rape had turned into the most exciting fuck of her life. She needed a screw so badly that she'd take anything – even Jones.

"Is it feeling better, dear?" he asked, breathing loudly.

"Ooohhh, yes," Cindy cooed, with perfect sincerity. "Do that some more, Doctor. It feels soooo nice!"

Jones grinned wickedly and eased his stubby finger a little farther into her wonderfully tight teenage cunt. He began working his finger in and out, stiff and fast, like a miniature cock. The girl flushed and gasped with pleasure and her cunt-cream boiled around his digging finger. He felt her powerful young cunt muscles gripping his finger, trying to pull it deeper inside. He could well imagine how delicious it would feel to stick his erect aching cock into that velvety tight little twat.

"Now, dear, you must be a brave little girl," he said. "I'm going to have to give you an injection. Then you'll feel just fine."

Cindy's blue eyes widened. "Oh, is it going to hurt?" she squeaked.

"Just a little," he said. "Just as I put the needle in. Then it will start to feel good." He knew damn well she wasn't a virgin – he'd already detected it with his finger – but they both had to keep up the illusion.

"All right, Doctor," she said bravely. "I won't cry."

"That's a good girl," Jones said breathlessly.

He crawled between her legs and aimed his stiff, drooling cock at the tiny shadowed mouth of her cunt.

Cindy wanted to scream with joy as she felt his rigid prick moving into her starved pussy. It felt so good! She needed a stiff fucking badly. But she was a professional now, and she had to keep up her act.

"Eeeee!" she shrieked. "That hurts! Ohhhh, take it out, Doctor!"

Jones slumped heavily down on her sweet young body and completed his penetration, his spongy cock-head coming to rest against the end of her cunt. As he'd expected, her snatch was exquisitely tight, but it was also as wet and hot as a mature woman's. Blissfully he began to fuck her with quick short jabs.

"Ooohhh!" wailed Cindy. "You were right, Doctor! Now it feels great! Keep doing it to me! Ooohhh, yessss!"

Five minutes later Jones had come and was finished for the day. He knew his limits. Cindy was pleased, though, for she'd come three times. She almost wanted to kiss the fat homely old guy, but right to the end she kept up the act. She pouted and looked tearful as he pulled out of her cunt.

"You did a naughty thing to me, mister," she said. "My mommy will be real mad."

Jones grinned at her. "Don't tell your mother, little girl," he said, "and I'll come back soon and give you more candy."

Cindy brightened. "Okay, mister," she said eagerly. "That'd be great. And could we play doctor again?"

Jones beamed. "Of course, if you're a good girl."

Cindy was very pleased with herself. Linda was pleased, too. Jones had met her outside the apartment and handed over six hundred dollars – the extra hundred as a tip – and asked to have Cindy again next week. Clearly Cindy was a rousing success at her new job.