Ray Todd - Dirty little girl

Unaware of what she was doing, the girl was screaming and squealing with uncontrolled passion.

She was only dimly aware of the thick, hot fuck juice gushing out of his relentlessly pounding dong as she violently exploded into an earth-shaking orgasm. Her body shuddered and trembled beyond control as she rocketed into the dizzying heights of complete fulfillment.

Pulling his face to hers, she covered his lips with her open mouth.

"Oh, God, baby, that was great," she whispered into his ear as the intense orgasm began to recede.

It was wonderful tat the longest fuck of her entire lifetime had ended with such a fantastic climax. When they got off the floor, it was obvious to everyone that the party was over. The men began dressing when they saw the sperm-soaked little girl putting on her dress.

Grant Darwood escorted her to the library, where he asked her to wait until his guests had departed.

When they had gone, he returned to the library where he sat down in a chair across from Libby.

"You're some girl," he smiled at her.

"And you're some cocksman," she giggled.

"Libby," he said, "I know that we had agreed to pay you fifty dollars for an act with a partner who didn't show up, but what you did tonight is worth five hundred dollars."

"Shit," the girl laughed, "I had a real ball."

"Take this," he smiled, handing her two five-hundred-dollar bills. "Five hundred for tonight and an extra five hundred if you'll stay here with me over the weekend."

"Gee, Mr. Darwood," she replied appreciatively, "I'd love to stay, but I've got to go home and make arrangements for someone to take care of my baby."

"You have a baby?" he asked in surprise.

"Yes," she replied. "I have a little four-month old girl."

"But you're just a child yourself," he continued. "How old are you, Libby?"

"I just turned eighteen," she giggled.

"Okay," he suggested. "Let me call a taxi for you, and you can come back tomorrow evening after you've made arrangements for your child."

"I'd like that," she whispered suggestively. "I'd love to spend a weekend with you and that delicious big cock of yours."

Smiling, he got up and went over to the phone and called for a taxi.

When Libby awakened the next day, she could hardly wait to show the thousand dollars to her family.

"Where the hell did you get that?" asked Patty. "Five hundred dollars for the longest fuck I've ever had in my life, and another five hundred for spending this weekend with the biggest, juiciest cock I've ever tasted," she laughed proudly.

"The longest fuck you've ever had?" asked a puzzled Turk.

"Yep," she replied. "It lasted over four hours."

"Who the hell can fuck for four hours?" asked Whirley Bird.

"Nine or ten guys," she giggled.

The boys shook their heads in disbelief.

"I've found the neatest game that we can play when I get back from my weekend," she smiled at the boys. "You all take turns fucking me, thirty strokes each."

"Christ," laughed Patty. "You're the damnedest sex machine I've ever met in my life."

Patty was more than willing to take care of the baby, and Libby returned to Grant Darwood's home the next evening.

"Hello, Libby," he smiled, opening the door himself. "I've let all the household help have the weekend off so that we can be alone."

"I'm glad," she whispered, standing on tiptoes and kissing him lightly on the cheek. Taking her bag, he escorted her up the stairs to a fabulous master bedroom with a balcony that overlooked the city.

Placing her bag on the bed, he led her to the terrace where he had prepared a table with a cold supper and iced champagne.

"Oh, this is neat!" she squealed with delight as he held a chair for her.

"I'm glad you like it," he replied.

"Wait a minute," she exclaimed excitedly. "Let me change into something fresh for this little dinner party."

"Okay," was his reply as she dashed for her little bag in the bedroom.

Grant stared in stunned silence when she reappeared, slowly spinning around for his benefit.

"Do you like it? I just bought it this afternoon," she giggled excitedly.

"My God!" he gasped. It was a sheer, flimsy white gown that clung seductively to her curvaceous little body. Her big luscious nipples were boldly revealed trough the thin material, as was the soft triangle of pussy hairs nestled between her lovely thighs.

"You're the most amazing girl I've ever met," he whispered softly as he seated her at the table.

They conversed and laughed easily as they slowly ate and sipped the cold, bubbly champagne.

When the meal was over, she quickly moved over and cuddled herself into Grant's lap. Grant trembled with excitement, feeling the warmth of her body through the sheer material of her flimsy gown.

Gently reaching under, he moved his hands up against the soft warm flesh of her inner thighs. She mewingly fucked her tongue around the lobe of his ear.

She felt relaxed and comfortable in the man's lap. Little ripples of excitement ran through her body at the feel of his hand slowly caressing the naked flesh of her thigh.

Taking his face in her hands, she drew his mouth down to her moist open lips, her tongue delicately twining around his. Libby trembled in anticipation as she felt his hand slowly moving up her leg to the warm musky area of her eager little pussy. Their lips locked in a deep soul kiss, she felt his finger probing against the tingling flesh of her juicy slit.

"Mmmm," she whispered into his ear as she felt his finger slipping into her hole. She opened her thighs a bit wider, giving him better access to her eager pussy. Even through his trousers she could feel his big cock straining to be released.

Quickly standing up, she lowered his zipper and freed his big cock. Turning her back to the seated man, she raised her gown and slowly lowered her hot juicy cunt down over his purple knob.

"Oh, God," she whispered with delight as his rod slipped smoothly into her eager little fuck-hole. When she finally had lowered herself all the way down on his lap, she could feel his throbbing cock deliciously buried deep in her snatch.

Feeling him reach around her waist, grasping her big soft tits through the sheer material of the upraised gown, she began to rotate her hot little pussy around the base of his deeply embedded cock.

He was excitedly kneading and twisting her big hard nipples while her grasping little cunt continued to slowly swirl around his fleshy pole.

After what seemed like hours of sensually rotating her pussy around the base of his cock, she began a slow up and down movement. She was trembling at the delicious feeling of the big hard piece of meat moving up and don against the sensitive, grasping flesh of her slippery cunt walls.

"Oh, Christ!" she squealed in ecstasy as she quickened the strokes. "That's the biggest, hardest prick I've ever felt!"

Grant Darwood was now violently thrusting up to meet every downward stroke of her little ass. His body was lurching frantically toward a shattering climax when she suddenly stood up, his big cock making a slurping, sucking sound as it reluctantly slipped out of her cunt.

"Don't come yet, honey," she whispered dropping to her knees in front of him. "I want to suck you off, and then we'll go to bed and really fuck up a storm."

He smiled down at the childlike face, looking up at him through innocent eyes, as her baby-soft lips slid over the head of his throbbing cock.

"You're so lovely," he whispered to her.

"So's your prick," she giggled, temporarily removing it from her mouth.

Her hot, wet tongue twirled deliciously around the sensitive base of his knob while her ups gently sucked the throbbing cockhead. Grant's body was shaking and twitching in ecstasy as he watched her lovely little face working up and down over his pleasure-crazed prick. Her excited eyes were smiling mischievously up at him as she sensed that his lurching balls were about to explode a load of delicious hot fuck juice.