Tom Allison - The naughtiest daughter

"Fuck me again," Lisa babbled hornily.

"No, Lisa, I'm serious now," Peters replied worriedly. Wincing, he withdrew his softening cock from her puckered asshole and stood up. "I've got to get home right away. My wife will suspect something if I'm late."

"Fuck me again," Lisa repeated. "Please, Mr. Peters, my asshole feels so hot. Put your big cock back up my ass and fuck me really hard!"

"Sorry, honey," Peters said. "But I've got my obligations. You'll have to wait for tomorrow."

Shaking his head, Bill Peters walked across the storeroom and bent to retrieve his clothes. Lisa watched him for a moment through dreamily lidded eyes. Then she found the hair-fringed mound of her juice-dripping cunt, and shamelessly began to finger fuck her burning pussy as she thought of all the fucking and sucking pleasures her body demanded.

Bill Peters wasn't good enough for her any more. Lisa's horny mind quickly wandered to other men, and she giggled as her finger pumped faster and faster through the gurgling slit of her hot fuck-hole. He was the best fuck she'd ever, hard, and she knew she would always be available to suck that fat cock of his any time he wanted her to. She didn't want to give up on the conquests she'd already made. She needed other men now. She needed a whole line of them, a whole closet full of horny studs to give her four, five, even six raging fucking a day if she really needed it. Lisa knew she was unusually horny for a teenage girl, but she didn't care. Sex was the best pleasure she'd ever discovered in her whole life.

And she knew just where to get it next. A sudden picture of her next-door neighbor flooded Lisa's mind, and she eagerly jerked off her burning pussy that much harder. Ted Mitchell was thirty-five and handsome, the perfect candidate to join her growing stable of older studs. She'd seen the bulge of his dick in his pants many times, and she was pretty sure it was a nice big one. And from the way she'd seen him watching her in her swimsuit – Lisa thought eagerly, thrusting her fingers wildly between the pouting lips of her cunt – he'd be no trouble to seduce at all.

"Yes, Lisa, what can I do for…"

Ted Mitchell's hand slowly fell from the open front door of his spacious ranch-style suburban home. His mouth dropped open and his eyes widened. He stared at the mouth-watering curves of Lisa's partially revealed body.

Lisa smiled coyly. It was Saturday afternoon, and there was nothing really unusual about knocking, on her next-door neighbor's door dressed only in a skimpy halter top and stretch shorts. But a teenager girl as well endowed as her did tend to cause a reaction in most men. Including Ted Mitchell, Lisa thought, glancing at the swelling lump of his big cock in his slacks.

"I hope I'm not disturbing you, Mr. Mitchell," Lisa said brightly. She shrugged her shoulders and smiled, fully aware of the way her big full tits jiggled in her sheer halter top. "It's just that I saw you mowing your lawn earlier and I figured you might be free. Do you mind if I come in?"

"Huh? What?" Mitchell muttered. He raised his eyes from her jugs and focused on her face, squinting against the bright sunlight of the balmy, cloudless afternoon. "Free for what?"

"Oh, I just wanted to talk," Lisa said cheerily. "My folks are gone for the day, you know, and there's not that much to do."

Mitchell continued to squint strangely at Lisa for a few seconds, as if trying to comprehend his good fortune at being visited by the stacked brunette teenager. Lisa smiled and expanded her chest, making her rounded tits burst forth against the pink fabric of her halter.

"Oh, sure!" Mitchell said suddenly. Staring at her tits, he stepped away from the door and motioned for her to enter. "Sure thing, Lisa! Come on in!"

The living room of the Mitchell residence was pleasantly furnished in Colonist style, with antique silver decorating the ledge above the fireplace. Subdued sunlight through the drapes cast shadows across the carpet.

Lisa studied the room, smiled, and took the seat on the plush couch way from the windows. Her cunt was already moistening with her horniness, and she wouldn't atop glancing at the stiffening bulge of Ted Mitchell's dick. As far as she was concerned, the living room would be excellent place to spend the afternoon fucking.

"Well, Lisa, here we are," Ted said. He wrung his hands. "Sorry for my behavior, but I watt expecting you. Neighbors should visit mere often, though. Is there… uh… anything in particular you wanted to talk about?"

"Would you like to suck my cunt?"

Mitchell gasped and stepped backward, dearly in a state of shock. Lisa blushed and lowered her head. She had not really intended to bring up the subject of sex so quickly. But she was so horny, and her pussy hut so much, and her cunt lips almost seemed to ache for the delicious touch of Ted's mouth and rock-hard cock. More and more those days it seemed that Lisa was unable to resist the suggestion of fucking as soon as she was alone in a room with an older man. And Ted Mitchell made her hotter than any older man she'd yet met.

"What?" Mitchell exclaimed.

"I'd really like you to a lot, Mr. Mitchell," Lisa continued quickly. She was still blushing from speaking so boldly, but now that the words were out she knew she had to follow through on them. "None of the boys at school really know how to eat me out, and I get horny thinking about it. I get really turned on by you sometimes, Mr. Mitchell. Wouldn't you like to suck my pussy? Please? I'll let you fuck me nice and hard, too!"

"Lisa… holy Christ… oh, my God!" Mitchell stammered. "I… I… what are you saying? I can't do that! I mean… you're only a teenage, and I'm married… and… I'd get arrested! You're too young… oh, my God, I can't believe this is happening!"

Lisa giggled and looked at Mitchell's pants. The shaft of his prick was obviously completely hard now, pulsing and twitching along his slender thigh. As Lisa studied his throbbing meat, her lips curled into a smile, and she felt her boldness and horniness increasing at the same time. Mitchell's words didn't make any difference now. His stiff dick told her he really wanted to fuck, and that was the only important thing.

"I don't know what to say, Lisa," Mitchell continued worriedly. "Maybe you'd better…"

"Suck my cunt, Mr. Mitchell," Lisa interrupted shamelessly. Without looking away from his twitching hard cock, she unclasped her stretch shorts and wriggled them down, her tong tanned thighs, leaving herself naked from the waist down. Her silky brown cunt hair glistened in the dappled sunlight, and the lips of her tight hole were pink and wet with her desire. Lisa smiled and spread her legs wide apart, nakedly revealing the hair-fringed mound of her teenage cunt slit.

"Oh my God!" Mitchell gasped.

"I know you want to suck my pussy, Ted," Lisa purred. She dropped her hand between her thighs and hotly began to finger fuck her juicy fuck-hole, thrusting her fingers in and out of the spouting lips of her wet cunt. "I can see that big dick of yours pounding away in your pants. Come on, Mr. Mitchell, eat my pussy out real good! Then we can spend the rest of the day fucking!"

For almost ten seconds Mitchell stared wildly at Lisa's luscious teenage body. Then something seemed to snap inside him. Quickly he walked across the room, almost diving down to kneel before the couch with his head positioned between Lisa's spread thighs. Lisa giggled at the older man's sudden eagerness and thrust her hands into the pungent dampness of her pussy. Then his mouth touched, her cunt, and all the breath seemed to leave Lisa's quivering young body as she felt the first touch of his tongue against the spouting lips of her wet cunt.

"Unghhh! Mr. Mitchell, oh, God, unnghh!" Lisa squealed. "That feels so good! Suck my cunt now, awwwww, yes, suck it nice and hard! My pussy feels so hot! Make me cum, Ted! Eat me out real good and then fuck me hard!"