Norma Egan - The neighbor_s daughter

Vicky got up and stood in front of him. Unwillingly he looked at her again. She still had that impish grin, and now she pulled her shirt off over her head and flung it away. She unzipped her shorts and let them drop down over her feet, then kicked them off. She was wearing only a ridiculously tiny pair of white lace bikini panties.

"You're being silly, Rod," she said. "Your wife will be gone for over an hour, and we could have lots of fun. There's no danger at all."

Rod licked his lips. His eyes focused hotly on her delicious curved little body, on the pouting rounds of her tits and the gentle swell of her muff under the tight skimpy panties. Only the thought of June, his faithful and loving wife, kept him from grabbing her.

"No," he said shakily, "it's all wrong, Vicky. Please put on your clothes and leave."

Vicky stepped closer to him till she was only a foot away and he couldn't avoid looking at her. Still grinning mischievously, she hooked her fingers in the waistband of her panties and began tugging the flimsy garment down. Rod watched as if hypnotized. He saw the tan flat of her belly, the first springy golden hairs of her muff, and then the whole bright puff of curls.

Vicky laughed and twined her arms around his neck, pulling him forward so that his face grazed her silky blonde muff Rod felt saliva pooling hotly in his mouth, and he smelled baby powder and the girlish fragrance of her pussy. He wanted to spread her legs, eat her…

"We could have so much fun, Rod," she whispered.

Before he could say anything, she slipped down on the couch beside him, wriggling into his lap. Her arm still around his neck, she kissed him wickedly, forcing her slick hot little tongue into his mouth. Her other hand sought his fly.

"Vicky, NO!" he said.

He got out of her embrace and eased her off his lap. Vicky stared at him a moment, then burst into tears.

"Oh, Jesus," said Rod, "don't cry. There'll be plenty of other men in your life, believe me, Vicky. I'm way too old for you anyhow. It's better that we quit right now before we get too deeply involved."

Vicky nodded tearfully. "I know, Rod," she said. "You're right. I'll go in just a minute. But, please, let me do just one thing first."

He couldn't withstand her tears, her forlorn look. "Sure, honey," he said. "What do you want to do?"

"I want to suck your cock," said Vicky.

Rod stared at her. As on the first day he made love to her, he couldn't believe his luck. It seemed incredible that this beautiful teenage girl would actually beg to suck him off. She looked sincere enough, though, so why not? It would please her, and he certainly could use a little relief… After all, it would be their last time together.

"Why, sure, sweetheart," he said, "if that's what you want."

"Oh, thank you, Rod," she purred.

Vicky lowered her shining blonde head over his lap – and grinned wickedly to herself. Her crying act had worked. All she needed was to get his cock in her hands, and she'd change his mind in a hurry. She knew he'd made up his mind to quit seeing her, but she sensed that his cock would have another opinion.

Rod sank back against the couch, relaxing, prepared to enjoy her blow-job. He felt her expert little fingers unzipping his fly, sneaking in, touching his limp warm cock. He flinched with pleasure. Vicky curled her warm fingers around his flaccid meat and gently drew it out of his pants.

She was surprised he wasn't hard yet – but she'd take care of that in no time. She let the big fat drowsy sausage lie on the palm of his hand, studying the loose rosy flesh, the soft purplish tip with its dark slit-mouth. She decided that cocks were a lot more attractive when they were hard – so she had a job to do.

Bending low, fanning his naked meat with her moist hot breath, Vicky stuck out her cute little pink tongue and began to lick Rod's limp blue-veined cock. She licked very delicately at first, just barely touching and fucking with her wet tongue tip. Rod sighed deeply. He knew she was teasing him, but he liked it.

She worked from the wiry-haired base of his dick, moving very slowly up the soft rosy stalk, till she was lapping and tickling the ultra-sensitive balls, wriggling her wicked little tongue-tip into the dry hole. Rod moaned. He hadn't meant to get aroused, but it was impossible to resist the delicious play of her tongue.

Gradually Vicky increased the speed and pressure of her naughty tonguing. She made his limp wet meat bounce on the palm of her hand, lashing it briskly with her pink tongue. Rod grinned, watching her work. She looked so cute bending over him like that, her saucy little butt in the air.

Unable to resist touching her, remembering vividly how silky and warm her body was, Rod reached out and cupped one firm little globe of her ass. Vicky responded with a contented sigh. She ran her wet hot tongue swiftly around and around the tender head of his dick, and Rod snorted with pleasure.

Increasingly aroused and dizzy, he sneaked his fingers between the tight crease of her buttocks and searched out the little soft wrinkled mouth of her anus. He rimmed it with his fingers, mischievously tickling round and round the bumpy little hole.

"Ummm!" Vicky murmured.

She returned the favor by clamping her soft lips around the head of his dick and sucking in strongly. Rod yelped with delight as he felt his whole limp prick zipping swiftly inside, into the searing wetness of her mouth. She began to suck on his cock, and dizzying pleasure melted his loins.

Well, what the hell – if they were going to have one last time together, he might as well get the most out of it. He wouldn't just lie there passively while she blew him. He'd bring her off, too.

He wriggled just the tip of his little finger inside her tight tiny bumhole. Vicky, her mouth stuffed with his limp prick, gave a muffled squeal of pleasure. Rod eased his finger in farther, feeling the incredible tightness and searing heat of her anus. He started working his fingertip in and out like a miniature cock.

"Ummm!" Vicky cried.

It was the craziest thing, but his finger felt fantastically good in her asshole. She'd never thought of THAT as a source of pleasure. She wriggled and jerked her shapely little butt, trying to get his finger in deeper. Her girlish cunt began to cream in sympathy, gushing out hot juice that trickled down her thighs.

In her excitement, she sucked Rod's heavy limp prick faster and harder than ever, and before long she got results. The doughy meat gave a violent twitch and then lurched into sudden full erection. Vicky wasn't prepared for it, and the hard knobby head almost went down her throat. Her mouth was so full of cock, she could hardly breathe.

With the sensitive head of his prick, Rod felt the gagging contractions of her throat. Recognizing her problem, he pulled out a little – her tiny mouth could take only half his erect length. Vicky, however, recovered quickly and sucked his whole dick back inside, allowing the bloated head to slip down her throat. She sucked him loudly, juicily, hungrily.

"Awww, Christ," Rod moaned. "That's great, baby… yeah…"

Vicky was proud of herself. It wasn't easy taking that long long prick all the way into her mouth, and her lips were widely stretched by his thickness. She knew she was getting him excited, though, and that was her goal. She sucked him ravenously, and soon his big fat cock head began to leak delicious juices down her throat. She reached inside his pants and tickled his taut swollen nuts.

"Yeah, yeah," Rod whined, "eat me, baby, eat me."

He wriggled his finger deeper into her clinging hot asshole, right down to the last knuckle. The heat was fierce, and her little rectum was so tight that he could hardly move his finger. She liked it, though. She whimpered and squealed and jerked her cute little ass in time to his stroking finger. Her thighs were wet with horny pussy cream.