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"You can cum inside me if you want to." she went on. "I'll let you. I want you to. I want to feel your hot jizz spurting up my cunt."

The car was full of wet squelching noises as her oozing cunt was filled again and again with rock-hard cock. She panted and moaned and dug her fingers into his shoulders. Her big tits bounced about his face, the nipples scraping his cheeks and mouth. Up and down she bobbed, riding him, fucking herself on his cock. Sweet melty sensations began rippling through her pussy.

"I'm so wet! I'm so fucking hot and wet!" she growled. "Ram your big cock inside me, Mr. Hudson! Cram your big cock up my cunt to the balls!"

He tried to think of other things. Her dirty talk and her humping were turning him on so much he would soon be spurting his cum-load. And he didn't want this to end. He wanted to stay with the little slut, make her cum as she had asked. She deserved it, for giving him his most exciting piece of ass in months.

"Fuck me deep! Fuck me hard, Mr. Hudson!" she pleaded. And now the warm sensations were flooding through her. She was cumming. She was climaxing on Mr. Hudson's wonderful hard-on.

He saw her face go into a kind of trance. Her eyes Blazed over as if she were fainting. She bounced up and down on top of him crazily, fucking her hot wet cunt on the entire length of his stiff prick. He was going so deep inside her. The force of her humps was sending his prick knifing up deep into her belly. Her flat brown middle twitched and rippled.

"I'm cumming, Mr. Hudson!" she cried. "I'm cumming so hard and so good!"

"So am I, babe, So am I!" he howled.

And he let himself go, unable to hold back anymore. The thought that he was going to cum inside a teenager young enough to be his daughter excited him no end.

Giant wads of cum began to spit from the tip of his cock. Again and again, his prick flexed and fired off thick slugs of jism up her cunt. Her cunt sucked the jizz out, the muscles of her fuck-hole squeezing and teasing his granite cock. Knot after greasy knot of his cum shot off deep inside her pussy.

"I feel it! I feel your cum inside me!" she croaked. "Shoot it all out! Fill me with cum! I love it! I'll never fucking get enough!"

Up and down she bounced like a crazy person, accepting every ounce of his cum-load gratefully. She could feel the gooey wetness between her legs. His cum must be overflowing and pouring out around his cock, she thought.

Now at last she knew what it felt like to have a man shoot his jizz up her cunt. Finally, someone had shot off properly inside her pussy.

She stared down at Mr. Hudson gratefully as she continued to fuck on his prick, Another gush of cum shot into her cunt. And another, till his balls were empty and his poor cock began to deflate up her cunt. And still she didn't quit fucking. His climax was long over and his prick was almost limp, and she was still riding him. She didn't seem to want this to be over.

"So good to fuck! So good to feel a guy's hot cum inside me!" she purred, slowing down at last. "Thank you, Mr. Hudson. I really enjoyed fucking you silly."

He grinned at her and held her around her amazingly tiny waist. And he wondered how anyone so young had developed such an appreciation for sex. His wife was entering middle age, and she had never come close to the kind of enthusiasm that this sweet little teenager had just shown. He pressed her tits to either side of his face and nuzzled them. His cock grew more soft inside her cum-drenched pussy.

"Should I lick you clean?" she asked suddenly.

And before he could react, she had eased herself up off him and snuggled up next to him on the bench seat, her knees beneath her. As she moved, he caught sight of her gaping cunt. It was oozing cock cream in great greasy strings. Her cunt hair was flecked with white cum.

He watched Stacy take his slimy cock in her fist and begin to lick it clean. And he groaned deeply. This cute little girl had quite a future ahead of her, he thought.

On Saturday, Mr. Caldicott phoned to invite her over once again. He wanted to take a few more photographs of her, he said. Not many, just enough to fill out his collection. Of course he would pay her three times her normal babysitting fee, just as he'd done the first time. And he would have some special presents for her, in addition.

Stacy seriously considered refusing.

Whenever she saw Mr. Caldicott, he always abused her in some way. If he didn't jack off all over her tits, he squirted cum all over her face. He didn't seem at all interested in fucking her properly. Why should she put up with that shit any longer? Her dirty fuck-session with Mr. Hudson in his car had given her enough confidence now to go out and find more normal sex partners.

But then she had second thoughts. She fell like she owed Mr. Caldicott, in a way. He'd been the first man to release her sexual urges and teach her that she didn't have to feel guilty about them. And in addition, he'd paid her enough for her to afford the sexy party dress she'd been wanting for so long. She decided to go see him. Maybe it would be the last time…

He welcomed her warmly and beamed with pleasure as she showed off her new dress. It was a slinky black evening affair with a plunging neckline, and it wasn't at all proper for afternoon wear. But Stacy couldn't resist modeling it. She wanted him to see what his money had helped buy. And she wanted a male reaction to her first really adult party dress.

"It's beautiful," he praised, as she twirled around in front of him. "I love the way it shows off your big tits. And I have something extra that will go with perfectly. These are the little presents I told you about. Go try them on. I won't peek."

He handed her a small package, and Stacy rushed over to the bed and opened it up. But it took her some time to figure out what the lacy items inside really were. They were underthings, obviously – but a kind that she'd never seen before.

There was a bra, but it didn't seem to have any proper cups. And there was a lacy black belt of some kind with frilly elastic lassies dangling from it.

"It's a garter belt, you silly little bitch," he said, seeing her confusion. "Put it around your waist and attach the stockings to it. Hurry up. I really want to see you in this stuff." Still, she hesitated. But then she shrugged her shoulders and slipped out of her dress quickly.

She eased her panties and hose off and then looped the black lace belt around her waist. She sat on the bed and drew the matching black stockings up her legs. It took her a moment or so, but finally she managed to clip the dangling elastic garters to the stocking tops. She stood up.

"Perfect. Now the bra," he instructed, watching her from across the room.

His cock began to twitch in his pants as he watched the sweet teenager dressing herself up in such lewd items.

She harnessed her big tits into the bra and clasped it in back. But the cups were so small that her tits were completely visible over their tops. Not only that, but the weird item forced her fits up and out grossly, so that they appeared even bigger than they were. Stacy blushed with embarrassment. She felt cheap and sleazy, like a hooker or something.

"Mr. Caldicott, this stuff is gross." She pouted. "I'm not covered at all. Aren't there any panties or anything?"

"No," he said simply, coming closer to her.

He couldn't believe how incredibly erotic she looked. It was the weird contrast that did it. Her face was a sweet and innocent as a child's, yet her body was as arousing as a porno star's.

He forced her to turn around in front of him and then strike a few poses on the bed. He especially wanted to see her on her hands and knees, with her ass reared high into the air. He said he loved the way her black garters dug into her flesh as they stretched over her ass cheeks.