Susan Carter - Father knows best

It had been wonderful and exhilarating, but the girl felt funny sensations shooting through her. She knew there had to be some way to make herself feel better, but she didn't have time. She had to take the chicken to her grandmother's.

It was almost four-twenty by the time Idrine got to her grandmother's house. She rang the doorbell, she heard a hoarse voice from within invite her to come inside.

"Grandma?" she called out, entering the house. "Where are you?"

In the private room where she and Brian had romped, Harriet Pembroke was still asleep. In her bedroom was Brian Wolfe, wearing her negligee and a towel-cap to cover his hair, with the covers pulled up to his face, called out, "I'm in the bedroom."

Walking into the bedroom, Idrine stared at the figure under the covers as she put her riding crop and the package down on a nearby dresser. The room was dim, which was unusual, because her grandmother liked lots of sunlight.

"Are you okay, grandma?" she asked walking a little closer to the bed.

"Just a little under the weather," Brian replied in a high-pitched squeal.

"Gosh, grandma, the room is so dark. Let me open the curtains."

"No, no," Brian insisted. "The light hurts my eyes."

"Speaking of your eyes, they look so much larger today," Idrine insisted.

"Just so I can see you that much better," the young Wolfe answered.

"And your ears, grandma. I never saw them before. You always had your hair over them. Gee, they look so big."

"All the better to hear what you're saying," Brian giggled.

"And the way your nose is pushing up the cover. Gosh, I never noticed you having such a big nose before."

"All the better to appreciate the perfume you wear, dear."

And then Idrine's eyes wandered down to the apex of the thighs of the figure beneath the bed, and she saw the heavy swelling pushing up the covers.

"Gosh, grandma," she asked, "what's that?"

"That's my cock," Brian yelled, pulling back the covers. "And it's big all the better to fuck you with."

He jumped to his feet frightening Idrine as he tore off the negligee and the cap covering his head. The young girl ran to the dresser, grabbed her riding crop, and as Brian approached, lashed straight out and down with it. The crop thwacked against his extended cock, and Brian howled, "Eeeyowww! Are you crazy? Aaaiiieee! What the hell'd you do that for? Oooh! Aaaaaah! That hurts!"

"Brian," Idrine snapped, "what are you doing here dressed like that?"

"Ooooooh shit! That still hurts!" he screamed, pointing to his wilting cock. "Now I'll never be able to use this on you. You've ruined my sex life."

"Oh stop behaving like such an idiot," she snapped. "You got just what you deserved. Where's my grandma?"

"She's in another room, resting," Brian howled. "You've really ruined me. It isn't as if I was gonna really hurt you. I wanted to fuck you, and I figured this'd be the best place to convince you."

"Well if you'd been more gentlemanly about it, we might have come to some kind of agreement," Idrine snapped. "But the way you're behaving is ridiculous."

"I figured if I jumped out and whipped out the old pecker you'd be so fascinated by it, you would be dying to feel it inside you."

"Well to be very honest, I've seen better," Idrine told him.

"Gee, I always thought I would be the first guy to fuck you," Brian sighed, massaging his limp cock.

"Well, no one's fucked me, yet," Idrine told him.

"Maybe I can't do the job at the moment," Brian told her, reaching out and taking the phone off the hook. "But I'm gonna fix it so you'll never forget today. Have you ever had an orgasm?"

"No," Idrine replied, now knowing full well what the word meant, still tasting Larry Hunter's sperm in her throat.

"Well before you leave this place, you're gonna have a full-fledged climax."

Idrine found herself shaking and realized her body was craving exactly what Brian said he would give her. It was no longer a question of merely wanting an orgasm. She didn't like the idea of Brian telling her what he intended doing, rather than asking. It wasn't right. So when the fuzzy haired boy tried wrapping his arms around her, she began struggling. The two fell onto her grandmother's bed, and she found Brian's arms too strong. The girl felt Brian's hot, wet tongue pressing between her lips as he tried soul-kissing her. At first, she merely allowed his tongue to wander through her mouth, never once thinking to resist. After all, Larry Hunter had kissed her this way, and it had felt really good. Still, she could feel the difference in experience between Hunter's tongue and Brian's.

"No-o-o-o-o-o…" she gasped, suddenly trying to resist, straining to break away from the boy. But young Brian only continued the maddening movement of his tongue through her mouth, licking everywhere, pushing his maddening digit against her palate as he forced her head down against the mattress, lying almost on top of her to keep her from trying to get up. He pressed himself against the girl's pliant body, feeling her small, firm bra-less breasts press into his chest.

Brian had to admit he found the girl's grandmother's tits far more exciting, yet the feel of her thrilling little orbs excited him far more than he originally believed they might. There was a certain sensuousness that seemed to run in the family, and it made the boy wish he might one day fuck the girl's mother, too.

Totally overpowered by Brian's strength, Idrine shut her eyes and shoved as hard as she could, doing her best to fight the boy. But she was also fighting the fiery sensations put into her when she had sucked Larry Hunter's cock. With each passing moment she realized lustful tremors between her aching young thighs were building higher and higher. With each passing second she had to admit she found the prospect of climaxing more and more pleasant, even if Brian was the one to bring it all about. Heck! She certainly needed something. Her body was aching to be satisfied. But how could Brian do anything since she had incapacitated his cock? Oh it had been a light blow, really, and she had no doubt Brian's pecker would shortly recover, but surely not while she was with him here.

Actually, Brian's actions were totally unexpected. Had he been a little older she might have understood everything a bit more, but she couldn't understand how such a young boy had such strong urges. Still, if he could satisfy her without using his cock, it would be interesting for her to find out how.

"Look," she told him, pushing him away, "I don't know what you have in mind, but I'll tell you right now, I'm still a virgin, and I intend staying that way awhile longer."

"I won't fuck your cunt," Brian whispered.

"What exactly are you talking about?" Idrine asked.

"Shit! You tell me you're a virgin, but you don't even know the meaning of the word," Brian snapped. "The only way for you to lose your virginity is if I stick my fat, hard cock, if and when it gets fat and hard again, into your cunt. Then, and only then, are you no longer a virgin."

"That's how my grandma makes her living." Idrine nodded, suddenly comprehending.

"Yeah. And I already fucked her cunt once, today. So I can hold off fucking your cunt. But I'm gonna do something else to make you come. And after that, I'm gonna fuck my cock into your ass, assuming I can get it hard again. I mean, fair's fair, and if I make you come, you gotta make me come. I figure your ass is probably the best way. This way you stay a virgin."

"Boy, Brian, you sure have a big mouth," Idrine snapped.

"Yeah!" Brian agreed. "The better to eat you with, and that's just what this Wolfe is gonna do. I'm gonna eat your cunt."

"What?"

"You'll see. Remember, I get to fuck you in the ass, afterward."