J Watson - Tempting little sister

"Do you really think I'm nice looking?" Stacy asked.

Benny knew he'd found her weak spot vanity. Usually every woman had one soft spot where a man could get through to her. Usually it took a while before Benny could find it, but this girl was simple and uncomplicated.

Probably she hadn't been called pretty often enough. "I think you're beautiful," he said. "You look like a movie star. You've got the build of a mature woman."

Stacy was blushing furiously now. Benny knew he had her hooked and now he started reeling her in. He started reeling slowly because he sure didn't want her to get away. He was too damned horny.

"Of course," Benny suggested. "You could be a little fake in places. A young girl sometimes does that. There's plenty of things a girl can buy."

"There's nothing fake about me," Stacy said. Her blue eyes flashed fire again.

Benny knew what she said was true. He could see the outline of her pert nipples underneath the halter top she wore. He shrugged his broad shoulders.

"Maybe," he said, "but a guy can never really tell about a girl until he sees her natural."

"Well I'm not going to get undressed just to prove a point," Stacy said.

Benny only smiled. He was confident that Stacy was going to get undressed for him. He was confident that she was going to do a lot of things for him before the night was over.

He reached across the table and patted her soft hand. Stacy drew her hand away quickly. She felt like she'd been burned by his fingers.

She felt a little, nervous around Benny. She wasn't used to someone with his smug self assurance and his worldly grin. She had been kept under wraps most of her life. Living with her aunt had never been exactly exciting.

Only that year had she found a way to rid herself of her unwanted virginity. It hadn't been very pleasurable but at least it had made her feel like more of a woman.

Then she had found out about moving to her sister's and she had gone out and purchased a lot of new clothes. The new clothes were sexier, and she knew that boys appreciated her new outfits. She had seen them looking at her.

She was prepared for a big change in her lifestyle, but perhaps she wasn't prepared for a change like Benny or even Chad. The trouble was that both of them were way out of Stacy's league. They were both handsome and experienced. Stacy wasn't sure she could handle two men like them.

"I'm going back to the bus," Stacy said.

Again Benny watched the swinging motion of her pretty little ass as she left the room. Benny felt his cock growing uncomfortably cramped in the tight confinement of his military trousers. Damn, but she was a fine little piece. It was going to feel fantastic stuffing his prick into her hot little twat.

"You might as well give up on her," Chad suggested.

"Why?" Benny asked.

"Because she's too young and she doesn't seem to be interested," Chad answered.

"Oh, she's interested enough," Benny said. "I'm going to have a Coke and then I'm going back to the bus and fuck the shit out of her."

"You're nuts," Chad said, but something told him that Benny meant exactly what he said.

Stacy was pretending to be asleep when the two soldiers got back on the bus. She was startled when Benny sat down beside her. She suddenly felt very alone and vulnerable on the bus. She wished the bus driver would come back.

"You're not asleep," Benny said. "Look at me. I want to talk to you some more."

"Go away," she said. "I don't want to talk. Just go away and leave me alone."

"You don't want to talk?" Benny asked. "Well, what do you want to do?"

He put his hand on Stacy's soft, girlish thigh and squeezed. Stacy tried to draw her leg away but his grip tightened. The touch of his fingers burned her again. She felt a weakness in her stomach.

"Please, just leave me alone," she said.

His fingers caressed her soft thigh higher and higher until he was touching the bottom of her pink shorts. Again she tried to pull her leg away but his hand was strong.

"Don't be like that, sugar," he said. "I only want to get to know you better."

"I don't want to know you," she said.

Her heart hammered in her mouth. She knew that it wasn't fear of what the soldier could physically do to her. It was fear that she couldn't control herself around him. She told herself that there was nothing he could do to her sitting on the bus, but she couldn't entirely convince herself.

"I like you, Stacy," he said. "I like you a lot. I think you're a pretty girl. A very pretty girl."

"Leave me alone," she said.

Suddenly he was grabbing her by the back of her neck. He was so quick that she couldn't resist. He brought her face against his and his lips touched hers. He kissed her brutally and she was out of breath when he released her.

She felt an itching heat between her thighs that she'd never felt before. Not even when she'd lost her virginity. That had been an uncomfortable sensation, nothing like the fire that was now growing in her.

He kissed her again and she tried to make her lips cold. It wasn't working. His lips were so hot and vibrant and they seemed to suck out her soul. She couldn't make her lips hard and cold. She felt herself responding to him, pushing closer so that her tits pressed his chest.

"Oh," she said softly. "Please don't. Please leave me alone."

"You know you don't mean that," he said.

This time he kissed her with his tongue. He licked her cheek and then pushed his tongue into her mouth. He kept stabbing his tongue into her mouth until she felt herself responding again, wiggling her tongue against his.

"Oh, please don't," she begged.

He stroked her back and then slipped his hand around to cup one of her tits. She sighed as a hot feeling went through her body. She started kissing him back, for real. Her mouth clung hungrily to his and she pushed her tongue into his mouth.

The young, inexperienced boy who had taken her virginity had not made her feel this way. She felt tight like a spring. She moaned as his fingers stretched out over her tit and squeezed.

"You feel nice, sugar," Benny said. "Now let's see if you're really for real."

She didn't have the strength to protest as he untied her halter top and let it fall away from her tits. His strong fingers clutched her plump left tit. She felt his thumb and forefinger tweak her pert nipple.

Her cherry nipple became extended in his finger. It itched hotly. His fingers moved from one tit to the other, always touching and caressing the hard nipple.

"Feel good, baby?" he asked.

"Oh yes," she answered.

He bent his head and touched his lips gently to one of her nipples. At the first touch of his lips, she forgot where she was. She cried out loud and grabbed the back of his head. She fed more of her plump, creamy tit up to his hot mouth.

"Oh God," she groaned. "Oh God, that's nice. I like that. Oh, keep sucking me like that!"

He moved his lips to her other tit. His lips, tongue and teeth scraped and kissed until she was squirming with delicious pleasure. She kept grabbing the back of his head and trying to feed more of her big, pointy tit into his hungry mouth.

Damn, he made her feel, so hot. She didn't want this. Not like this. Not in a bus with a soldier she didn't know. She was a good girl. Yet, his fingers started fires in her belly that threatened to burn out of control.

His hot mouth left her nipple but not for long. She was not prepared for what happened next. He grabbed both her titties and held them together. He began licking her swollen nipples like a puppy lapping milk. It was a new experience and it made her cunt gush hot love juice.

"Ahhh," he said. "You like that. I knew you would. I knew you were a hot little honey."

One of his hands dropped suddenly between her legs. At first she tried to clamp her legs together but it was already too late for that. She felt him rubbing the swollen, tender lips of her pussy right trough her shorts. His hand was so hot it was like his fingers were touching her bare flesh.