Unknown: Young model sluts from hell

The kids, unaware of his presence, were still having lots of fuck-fun. Steve sat at the edge of the pit and watched. Billie was now centering his affections on the new little thirteen year-old sex pot, and was, in fact, reclined on a large, velvet pillow while Susan licked and sucked his enormous dick. She was still wearing her little tank-top (which had dried by now) and her black thong. The thong, however had been pulled to one side by Lynn, who was positioned between her agile, fawn legs. Lynn had her mouth centered on the little trollop's sex hole and was slithering it over her clit. All the while Susan was mewling and cooing, and occasionally lifting her head to bleat an intense moan. It was apparent that she was near delirium with cocaine induced pleasure.

But she was aware enough to notice Steve watching her.

"Look, you guys," she notified the others. "Hi Steve," Lynn and Billie greeted.

"Hi kids. Don't let me get in the way of a good time," he laughed.

Lynn rose and went over to him, her large breasts bobbing, grasped his hand and pulled him over to the other two. Lynn reclined pulling him down with her.

"Hi, sweetheart. I'm Steve," Steve said, turning to the new girl. She was now sitting back on one of the pillows with Billie's arm around her shoulder.

"I'm Susan, pleased to meet you in person," she said demurely, averting her gaze. Steve was awestruck. If the girl looked good on the monitor, she was spectacular in person. Perfect features and skin. Little girl's cleavage delectably exposed through her thin tank-top. Long, lean limbs and she absolutely exuded that exceptionally powerful sexuality of the alluring and amoral young. And her voice. It belied her age – it had smooth dulcet tones, lilting tones, that reminded him of something.

Although obviously on a coke high, the girl well maintained her composure, and smiled and chatted for a minute with Steve.

"So I'm really glad you're going to be staying with us. I just want you to know that I find you exceptionally attractive and I think you will do well her – both at work and play," he chuckled.

Susan smiled and replied in a confident tone, gazing directly at him, "Well, I'd heard you were handsome yourself, but I never expected this. You are really hot!" Steve's ego swelled to the point he was embarrassed. He didn't think a thirteen year-old could have this effect on him. He was over three times the girl's age, but it didn't seem to put her off at all.

Suddenly, Susan giggled and then exclaimed, "Jesus, is that your cock?" Steve looked down and realized the conversation with the girl had given him a partial hard-on and its head peeked from the edge of his robe.

"Ah, yeah," Steve shifted himself a little self-conscious.

"I guess talking to you got me a little excited," he explained with a chuckle.

"God, that thing looks huge. How big is it?" she asked with a little girl's inquisitiveness. Steve pulled his robe back to expose his penis. Its length lay on his thigh, half-way to his knee.

"I thought Billie's cock was big, but yours is even bigger," she exclaimed. "Can I feel it?" she asked in her smooth as butter voice – that was it. Her voice reminded him of butter. Butter. She moved toward him.

"I'd love it if you would, sweetheart," he could barely get the words out. His heart pounding and his cock lengthening.

Fuuuuck, this little girl was a shot of adrenaline to his sex drive. He was almost afraid he would ejaculate, like a high-school boy on his first date, if she touched him. Susan moved over to him, balanced on her knees and bent to touch and then rub the almost fully erect cock.

"Fuck, how do you do it with this thing. I couldn't ever get that in me – could I?" she intoned with a coquette's ironic smile and a flick of the lips with her tiny tongue. Steve ignored her inquiry and urgently reached for her tiny waist where the thong wrapped around it. He pulled her down against him and brought her small pouting mouth down to his. He tried not to overwhelm her with the passion he felt for the precocious child-slut. His mouth closed over hers and he immediately felt a flick of her tongue as her mouth opened. Ummmh! He had to possess this creature.

High voltage shot through his being as her tongue danced against his lips, then she kissed him ardently and then lightly sucked his large tongue.

"Christ, honey. You are a dangerous little thing. You know that?" he nuzzled her long, lithe neck and ran his hand from her lean, curvaceous thigh, across the valley of her slight waist, to cup her pointing tittie pout, obviously erected from the lusty kiss. As his hand made the journey, Steve felt transported; the expression in her eyes was of hunger, but it was she who was feeding him.

She giggled, "You fucking make me horny… at least I think. I really need to fucking cum but I can't cause Billie stuck all that coke up me and now I can barely feel anything down there," she whined and ran her sinuous hand down between her legs and cupped her slit through the thong while she drew back the stockinged leg, an invitation for Steve to address her complaint. Steve bent his head and flicked his large tongue in a moist swathe across the pinnacle of her nipple poking out through her shirt. He then raised the tank top till it was above her breasts. He attached his lips to the adorable nipples, so pink they looked as if they had been lipsticked.

"Let me see what I can do, honey," Steve moved his hand from her breasts back down the supple length of her body. Susan cooed her agreement and rolled onto her arched back and shifted her stockinged legs slightly apart in anticipation. Steve's cock was so hard at the stimulation this Lolita was having on him that he was lightheaded.

Steve righted himself, then turned toward the black marble table in the center of the entertainment pit and reached for a small crystal decanter; attached inside the silver cap was a spoon. He scooped it into the white powdery contents and proffered the heaping spoonful first to Susan.

"This might bring back a little feeling. Would you like to try a little, baby?"

"What is it?" she asked. "It's Ecstasy, babe. It makes you feel real good and want to do it all night."

She giggled, "Really? Maybe I want to do it all night already!" flashing her perfect white smile and fluttering her heavy eyelids.

But she moved toward the spoon, covered one nostril, snorted and then the other. Billie and Lynn also took large snorts before he put the bottle away.

"Oh, God," Lynn exclaimed, "Last time I did this stuff, I went to a party with Cindy and we were so horny we fucked a guy in the bathroom and then I fucked a couple of other guys in their cars outside the bar we went to. I had one of them take me home and call up a couple of his friends and they fucked me all night. I even fucked two of them at the same time. I was still fuckin' horny in the morning. I think we went through about a gross of rubbers. I came home and masturbated for about three more hours," she giggled as she squeezed her cunt-mound through her thong. Lynn liked to talk openly about her sexual activities.

Steve quickly shucked his robe, ran a hand down his tanned, washboard stomach and stroked the massive organ that jutted obscenely from his crotch up past his navel.

As Susan raised up on her elbows to get a better look at him, Steve signaled to Billie and Lynn to join them. Lynn lifted and cradled Susan's exquisite head and shoulders in her lap and caressed her face, placing light affectionate kisses on her high cheek-bones, bubble-gum pink lips and breathtaking eyes while Billie laid his head on her chest, and lightly licked at her breasts and rubbed her delectable tummy.

Meanwhile, Steve moved between the young girl's long stockinged legs, reveling in their extensive splendor while jacking his gargantuan cock. He took his time reveling in the sight of the exceptional beauty of the promiscuous thirteen year-old's exceptional charms.