Ron Evans - Daughter was hotter

"Yeah, that's right!" she squealed. "Move your ass, honey! Fuck me! Drive your stiff prick right through to the top of my head. C'mon! Fuck me!"

"Howie! Come share a Coke with me?" Penny stood in the doorway of the house, calling to the young boy raking leaves in the back yard.

"Sure!" he yelled back, picking up his shirt from where he'd tossed it earlier. "Sounds great. I sure am hot!"

"So am I, dear," Penny murmured under her breath. "So am I!"

She'd had her eye on Howard Rollins for some time now. He was her age, a tall husky boy with corn-colored hair. He lived two doors down the block, and they saw a lot of each other around the neighborhood and at school. They were friendly, but had never dated.

Penny almost giggled out loud when she saw his reaction to the way she was dressed. She was wearing a shortie nightgown and a tiny pair of G-string panties. She knew he could see her nipples through the semi-transparent nightie, and the filmy patch of silk over her cunt mound barely covered her rich blond pubic bush. The nightie was just long enough to cover her flaring asscheeks and the tops of her creamy thighs. Howard's eyes widened as his gaze roved up and down her young body.

"C'mon in, Howie," she said, giving him a warm smile.

"Uh, yeah, sure!"

Penny had been hoping for an opportunity to seduce Howard Rollins, and today was the perfect time. Her mother had left right after lunch, saying she'd be gone for the rest of the day. And then Howard showed up for his weekly yard work.

Howard had been holding his shirt in one hand, and now he began to put it on, but Penny stopped him.

"Oh, don't bother with a shirt, dear! It's too hot. And I love seeing handsome guys like you with their shirts off. I like to watch their muscles!" Smiling impishly, she took his shirt from him and hung it over the back of one of the kitchen chairs. "I hope you're not bothered too much by the way I'm dressed, Howie dear. But it was just so hot, and this negligee is so light and cool."

She stood in front of him, turning gracefully on the balls of her feet, letting the silky material spin and flutter around her. Howard watched the way the hem of the nightie, swirled high on her shapely thighs. Her tits jiggled solidly, her pointy pink nipples thrusting against the thin material.

She turned and sauntered casually ahead of him while he followed, his eyes taking in the way her tight ass swiveled back and forth as she walked.

Howard was both confused and excited. He couldn't figure out what. Penny was planning. She was acting strangely, and it was making his cock stiffen. He was sure it would make a big lump in his jeans. And if she saw that, there was no telling what would happen!

Penny had Coke and glasses and a small bucket of ice on the coffee table in front of the sofa. She sat down and poured him a drink. As she sat down, the hem of her nightie rode up even higher. He could see all the way up between her thighs. He even thought he could see a few stray wisps of curly hair peeping out around the front of her panties.

"You look awfully nervous, Howie," Penny said sweetly. She held out a glass to him, leaning forward and letting the top of her nightie fall open almost to her nipples. He accepted the glass, staring down into the warm, deep cleavage between her lush tits.

"No! Nervous? Uh, no – I'm not – uh, nervous," he stammered hoarsely.

"Good!" Penny laughed playfully. "I'm glad you're not nervous, just because I'm trying to seduce you."

"Huh?"

"Oh, you didn't know? Well, Howie, that's just what I'm trying to do. That's actually why I invited you into the house, and why I'm wearing this little piece of nothing."

"But – I mean…"

"If you're worrying about my mother, don't! Mom's out for the rest of the afternoon. So we'll have all the time we need. Now drink up, and then we'll really start havin' some fun!"

Howard sipped his drink. His hand was shaking so much, he almost dropped the glass. Quickly, he set it down on the coffee table. He was aware that his cock was bulging thickly against the crotch of his jeans. When he straightened up from the coffee table, he saw that Penny had opened the front of her nightie down to the waist, and was leaning against the back of the sofa, her big tits completely exposed. Her pink nipples were stiff and swollen.

"Jesus H. Christ!" Howard gasped softly.

"Do you like 'em, Howie?" Penny whispered. She cupped her flawless tit mounds, lifting them on her palms, displaying them to him. Her thumbs rubbed over her full-blown nipples, making them twitch and shiver with excitement. "Do you think my tits are pretty?"

"Yeah, hell yeah! They're, uh, beautiful!" Still holding up her tits for Howard's inspection, Penny dropped her gaze to the huge cock-bulge in the crotch of his jeans. She was thrilled by the size of his prick. She could hardly wait to get her hands on that big stiff piece of cock meat, to say nothing of her mouth and pussy!

"Sit here, darling, beside me," she cooed, patting the sofa next to her. When she released her tits, they jiggled back into place on her chest, her nipples still-hard and erect.

Howard moved stiffly to the sofa and sat down about two feet away from her. She immediately slid over so that her ripe fleshy thigh was pressed along his. She leaned closer, her bare tits almost brushing against his side, and put her arm up onto the back of the sofa behind him.

"There! Now isn't this nice and cozy?" Penny murmured.

"Yeah! Nice!"

"But Howie," she giggled. "You're still so nervous! Relax a little! I'm not gonna hurt you. Although I just might eat you alive!"

Howard shifted his eyes over to her luscious tits, then quickly looked away. He tried to cover the bloated lump in the front of his jeans. Penny smiled sweetly and pushed his hands off his lap. Her fingertips ran lightly up and down over the swollen shaft of his hard-on. His prick meat was even harder and thicker than she'd realized before. Just the thought of having such a long stiff prick in her young pussy made Penny shiver lustfully.

"Are you nervous because you've got a hard-on, Howie?" she asked, her voice purring ardently.

"Well, uh – yeah – but who wouldn't get hard? With you sitting there – half naked."

"Just think how you'll feel when I'm all naked, Howie," Penny giggled. Her hand was still lightly caressing his cock through his thin jeans. "Just think how this great big cock will feel when I push my panties down and let you see my pussy."

For a second he looked as though he were going to leap to his feet and run for his life. But Penny wiggled closer against him, her hard-nippled tits pressing into him, her fingers stroking his twitching cockshaft. He groaned softly.

"Ohhhhh, Howie, darling! Your prick is so big and stiff! You don't mind, if I play with it a little, do you, dear?"

"No – if you want!" he gasped breathlessly.

"Oh, I want to, Howie! I love playing with big strong cocks like yours! Most girls do, you know. Does my hand feel good on your big hard prick, Howie?"

"Ooooh, yeah," he groaned, leaning back against the sofa, his knees falling open with a will of their own. His balls were lurching and seething now. Every time she stroked her warm hand over his throbbing prick, his ass squirmed and a gurgling grunt escaped from deep in his chest. He was getting hornier by the minute. His cock and balls felt cramped inside his jeans. He found himself wishing she'd open his fly and pull his straining fuck tool out where she'd have more room to play with it. At the same time, he was afraid that she'd do that very thing.

Penny just loved the way she had him so still and excited. She'd never really seduced anyone before. All her other lovers had been more than eager to fuck her with no suggestions from her. She was overjoyed at the success of her efforts. She felt his swollen prick spasming through the thin denim of his jeans. She squeezed his thick cock head between her fingers, then ran her palm down between his legs to cup and fondle his big, jism-filled balls. She could hardly wait to feel those balls filling her cunt full of hot cum.