Sheri Frick - Lust Against Her Will

Suzanne became agitated. "Oh, good! A secret! I'm really good at secrets!"

Burns leaned forward and sucked each breast for a second before taking her hand and putting it in his lap, on his throbbing erection.

She jerked her hand away. "Oooo! What's that? Does it hurt?"

He looked up at her and said seriously. "Not if you do as I tell you-then it will feel very very nice. Think you can do what a grownup would do?"

She nodded and put her hand back on his pulsing prick.

Quickly, she followed his directions, opening his zipper and reaching Inside to fish his thick, stubby dick out from the boxer shorts and through the zipper. She made her eyes wide.

"It's so hot and it's-it's shaking sort of. And it's so hard and big and red! What made your pee-pee so big and, hard and red?"

He smiled. "That means that you're a pretty girl and growing up, when you make a man's pee-pee get big and hard like this." His fingers moved between her cunt lips again and she let go a shuddering breath. "Now, do you want to make me feel that good too?"

"Oh, sure, anything!"

He began moving her hand over his dick "Just feel that, squeeze it and play with it a little bit."

Her fingers moved over the rampant erection, exploring and fondling, savoring the velvety softness of the swollen glans and veined shaft.

"Can I look at it?" she cooed.

"Yes," he rasped. "Yes, you can look it right in the eye. Go ahead," he said, pushing her down to her knees between his wide-spread legs, leaning back on the sofa.

Suzanne took the thick cock in one hand, holding it like a piece of pipe or a telescope, and put her face right up close to it so that her exhaled breath skimmed over it.

Burns drew a deep breath at the feeling of her fingers on him, then gasped. "Now do you want to do what the nice big girls do?"

"Oh yes," she said with quiet excitement in her voice, playing Burns' arousal like a violin.

"First, kiss it very, very nice, right on the soft part, the head, on top."

She pressed her soft lips to it as he told her, stretching out the contact, letting first the edge of her lips touch it and then letting them spread out across the surface. She pulled back from it and looked up expectantly. "Now?"

"Now," he said huskily, "kiss along the rest of it, behind the head."

Eagerly, she leaned her head to one side and pressed her lips against the shaft all up and down one side, then the other. "Like that?"

He nodded, momentarily speechless.

"I like this," she said. "It makes me tingly all over."

"Good," he said, then drew in a sharp breath as she returned to her ‘inexperienced' ministrations.

After another minute of this, he said, "Now, for the part the very nicest big girls do."

"What's that?"

He swallowed. "Now, jut it in your mouth and suck on it, just like it was a big, thick straw."

"Suck on it?"

"Yes-or do you think you're too little?"

She made a face and then kissed the silken skin of the knob again.

And then, she opened her mouth and sucked it inside.

Burns writhed on the couch, his hips jerking. "Yes," he moaned. "Yes, that's it-don't stop that-keep going."

She sucked harder and harder the movement of hips making the thick rod move back and forth between her soft lips, sliding deeper in, then pulling back till just the head was inside. And all the lime, she sucked on it vigorously.

"Now, while you-unh!-.keep sucking it, run your tongue-Unh!-over the head and around the rest unh!-the rest of it!" he said in a low, urgent voice.

Greedily, she did as he said, running the rough underside of her tongue all over the hot rod of his manhood. For almost three minutes she continued and then pulled her head away.

"How will I know when to stop?"

He grinned wolfishly. "When-when the sap comes out."

"What sap?"

The lecherous grin broadened. "A man has a thick white sap in him," he said. "And when you make him feel good for a while, when he feels the very best because of what you're doing to his pee-pee, the sap comes shooting out! And that's when he feels the best. It's called coming and the very, very, very nicest big girls always make a man come when they want to make him feel good."

She slid her little tongue over her full lips. "And if I make you, uh, come, will that mean I'm one of the very nicest big all grown-up girls?"

"Yes," he said, reaching forward and taking her head in his hands. "But-when the sap comes out, you have to swallow it, every last drop of it."

"Oooh, yummy!" she said excitedly. "Can I swallow your sap?"

"You have to if you want to be one of the neatest, nicest, biggest grown-up girls."

"Then I'll swallow every last bit of it," she announced and dived her head forward, again sucking this turgid twat sticker.

She drew it into her mouth, first the head, then part of the shaft, then more of it till it was half in her mouth.

Burns, totally aroused, threw caution to the winds. Her head still in his hands, he pushed his crotch up at her.

Suzanne swallowed, drew a deep breath, aware that no girl sucking cock for the first time could be expected to take the entire member in, but decided that she would anyhow. Suzanne hated the feel of a man's dick in her cunt, but when it came to eating that meat-that she enjoyed, as much for the feeling of power, and control over the man as anything else.

She relaxed her throat muscles and let the pecker tip push past her tonsils. Arching her neck slightly, she pressed down and forward, taking more, more, more of the slippery shaft between her lips until she felt her nose press against the rough metal of Burns' zipper.

She'd swallowed all of it!

Bums could, only stare down at her dark-haired head in his lap, feeling her throat and tonsils dancing on his dick feeling her suck on the thick cock Slowly, she pulled her head back ant he watched, fascinated, as it reappeared from between her lips, felt all but the head cool as the air hit the saliva coated shaft.

Then she pressed forward on him again. His hands clenched, his fingers twined in her hair, as he watched her lovely young throat muscles clenching and moving, as he felt her esophagus swallowing and working on his dick.

He began gasping, shuddering, his hips moving in short spastic jerks of pleasure. He felt his balls tightening in the sack of his scrotum. The seed was boiling in his testicles and he hoped that the sweet young girl sucking his cock with such natural talent would carry through with her promise to swallow all of it.

The thought of seeing that-to him-virginal young throat working on him as he shot his hot load deep inside her excited him even more. Burns could just visualize the thick white froth around her mouth, dribbling out from between her lips.

He stiffened. What had that sound been? Was someone coming? Her father?

Suzanne sensed the excitement sapping tension in him and redoubled her effort on his sturdy penis. She'd heard the noise as well-and mentally cursed the people in the next room for their clumsiness. She was suit her father had taken a bottle with him and that he'd drained much of it while watching the show through the one-way glass.

He'd queer the whole deal if he distracted Burns!

Faster and faster she rocked her head over his click, taking the throbbing head deep into her throat then relinquishing it until just the glans was between her lips.

She heard the thudding from the room next door just as Burns did. Damn! she thought. What the hell is going on in there? She was doubly angry: because she knew that something was fouling up in the next room, something they hadn't counted on, something capable of wrecking the whole scheme.

And also because she knew Burns was very near to coming and she was furious at the idea of being deprived of his sweet come cascading down her throat And already he was getting limp!