Unknown - Young model sluts from hell

"Fuck, honey. I'm real fucking horny, but your cock is so huge," she whined in her best spoiled brat voice. She knew men loved to hear her whine, but in this case she was almost sincere.

"I don't care. Get it up your little hole, baby. I want you to do it all by yourself. You can do it," Steve implored.

Tina shifted to a dainty squat position over Steve's body. She tucked the undone crotch flap of her little short pants up so they could both watch and revel as she tried to fit his horse dick into her nasty, little slit-of-a-cunt.

Her shorts were low-slung hip-huggers on her little ass – kind of like a slutty grunger's version of a garter belt. No doubt that is why Sherry had selected it for her.

Tina licked her lips languidly and aligned Steve's massive penis with her tiny crack. Since Steve had had his pole up her before, they both knew it was possible. But it was hard to believe that that huge veined shaft – a good 14 or 15 inches long and very wide would fit it the svelte 14 year old's cunt – especially considering that she was of slight build and extremely thin even though she stood 5'10". Her waist couldn't have been over 16", and her tight hips were no more than 18", or 19". She had a somewhat emaciated, waif look that ironically enhanced her exceptional beauty.

Maitlan, the owner of Know! had also been very impressed with Tina. They had met several weeks ago during a long search Maitlan had been conducting for the model that would star in his media campaign for his line of extraordinarily popular fashion goods. Tina had been so excited at being selected to meet him that she couldn't sleep for a week beforehand.

The print portion of the ad campaign alone would book $34 million and the lucky race-horse model chosen for the job would sign a contract worth $3.7million.

All the girls' minds danced with visions of popping flash-bulbs, choice of the finest studs in the world, and fashion immortality.

But it was a long shot. Mainland would probably end-up with a Models' Inc. model, but there were quite a few others he had interest in as well.

Tina gripped Steve's cock with a look of juvenile determination on her lewd and lustful pubescent face, placed the head against her tiny, warm slit and slid back and forth on it, each time exerting a little more pressure while she centered it into her sex dimple. Over and over she pressed her stallion's brawny beef against her slit, trying with a spoiled little girl's impatience to satisfy her craving, gnawing in frustration and then licking licentiously on her fiendishly charming lips. She shamelessly looked into the older man's eyes while she whined and fussed. Finally, with a moan of frustration, throwing her ravishing head back, she pulled the cock head from her moist slot.

Frustrated at not being able to impale her lascivious sex tunnel on the huge dick, she changed her strategy. She grabbed the beefy pole, positioned it in front of her spread legs and rubbed her little clit rapidly up and down on its length in a furious determination to satisfy her craving to come. After a short time, while levering her hips rapidly back and forth, her beautiful face slowly contorted in a little girl's sluttish sneer of sexual ecstasy, she bleated, "Oh, oh, oh fuck, oh fuck, oh Steve, I'm squirting, baby. Fuuuuck!" finally having her breathy little cum.

She fell forward, pressing her pert tits against Steve's muscled pecks, and opened her eyes. Looking directly into the man's tanned, lined face she exclaimed, "I think I can take it now, baby. Ya ready?" Steve nodded.

"I just need a little coke rub before I do it," she mouthed breathily. Steve lifted his head.

"Nick," he spoke up, "Get Tina a little coke for her pussy, would ya?"

From a sofa at the top of the landing, Nick immediately rose, moved to a credenza and using a cellophane card scooped up a pile of flake. Upon Nick's approach to the settee that she and Steve were playing on, Tina rose from her position and lay back diagonally across Steve's chest with her lissom arm circling his head and neck.

This position allowed her to spread her beautiful legs so Nick could apply the coke to her slit and at the same time she could have some tongue play with Steve. While Nick bent to discharge the cocaine between her little white legs, he couldn't help admiring the teenage model's tattoo peeking out from the unsnapped crotch of her sinfully revealing, silk shorts.

Tina's tattoo was of an erect penis that started on the inside of the top of her supple thigh, with the head of the cock-tattoo positioned at the opening of the girl's small slit to give the illusion of it going into her cunt. The artist had even tattooed part of the penis-head on the girl's tiny labia so it appeared partially inside her sex slit.

Nick had taken her to the shop to have it applied. The artist recognized Tina as a top fashion model, but because she was so young he was hesitant to do the work. Nick had had to pay a large amount of money to get him to do it.

Nick thought back to that day… PG Tina had reclined on the sofa in the artist's studio, spread her curvaceous, stocking-clad legs slightly and pulled-up her mini-dress almost to her navel to give the artist access. She watched him, leaning back on her elbows. He attempted to go about the task of expertly engraving the multi-color design. But the only thing covering the little trollop's sex hole during the procedure was a one inch diaphanous thong.

After several hours of this, the artist – a twenty something hipster with long black hair whose name was Bobbie – let his obvious attraction for Tina be know. While kneeling between her stockinged legs he would, not so subtly, press his tented pants crotch against her ankle. Nick was amused since Tina seemed to enjoy it.

Tina enjoyed showing off her delectable body to the attractive artist and eventually, she reciprocated the young man's affections by stroking her leg against his erect cock and then giggling. Then she reached into her mini-dress top and fondled her stiff nipples while he attempted to do his work.

Finally, when the artist needed to tattoo the lips of Tina's slit, he nervously asked her to slid her thong to the side of her sex. She moved her hand down between her legs, slid two fingers under the thong to rub her moist slit. Then she pulled the thong aside and looked into the young artist's eyes and said, "God, Bobbie, getting this tattoo is fucking getting me hot. What are you going to do about it?"

In a bold move, the nervous artist moved his head forward to the opening between her legs and slithered his tongue over her swollen clit. Tina grabbed his head by the hair and pulled it up tight against her crotch and hissed, "I need a dick in me, stud. Can you take care of it?"

Bobbie had then looked up at Nick, seeking some sign of permission. Nick sat impassively, so Bobbie had unzipped his black leather pants and worked his stiff dick out and moved into position between Tina's spread thighs. Nick then interrupted the maneuver.

"You've got to wear a rubber if you fuck her, man," he instructed. "Shit," the young man stood, left the room and reemerged with the rubber stretched over his still erect cock.

Tina who had remained reclined on the sofa was now furiously pinching the nipples of her partially exposed, bra-less breasts through her small mini-dress top, her beautiful lithe legs now splayed wide open.

The artist again knelt between them. He playfully slapped Tina's hairless slit with his length and then ran the tip back and forth through her moist groove while she hissed: "Oh, fuck yea. Get it in me, stud," licking her lips and then pulling her cunt-lips apart to help him work the cock in. After several minutes, the artist was fully embedded in Tina's tight sheath, fucking her deftly while she moaned and bucked her lank and lean ass up at him.