Unknown - Susan after school

"Oh, I've been very busy. Starting Junior High and all."

The "all" was, of course, sex. Since her introduction to it that summer, Susie had had to forego many of her old habits and activities. One of them had been stopping in at the Deluxe after school. Now she did other things after school.

"You in Junior High already? My, you grow up fast. You look real good, too, Miss Susie. Theo, come see. Here Miss Susie to say hello."

"I just dropped in for a Coke."

"A Coke. O.K. You sit down. Theo, take Miss Susie a Coke."

Susie sat at a booth in the back of the restaurant. The vinyl banquette felt cold and sticky on her bare skin. She tried to spread her skirt demurely over her knees. Theo Vlastos brought the drink she had ordered. He was Mrs. Vlastos' husband. Both of them were in their seventies. The restaurant was mainly run by their sons, but at least part of every day, when business was slow, Mrs. Vlastos sat behind the cash register and Mr. Vlastos wiped half-heartedly at the tables.

After he set the Coke down, Theo Vlastos stopped to chat with her in his careful but awkward and limited English. He made Susie think of Mr. Marcella, the school janitor, which brought immediately to her mind the janitor's immense and still vigorous cock, despite its age. The memory of how he had fucked her in the boiler-room just an hour before started up a new itch in her pussy and she automatically looked down at Mr. Vlastos' crotch. She was surprised at what she saw.

"Why Mr. Vlastos, your fly is undone. Your zipper."

The old man looked down in confusion. He had indeed forgot to do up his fly when he last came from the toilet. It was so hard to remember everything these days. Hastily he tried to pull it up, but in his hurry he somehow got it stuck. His pulling and tugging only made things worse.

"It's stuck, Mr. Vlastos. Don't pull so hard. Here, let me see if I can fix it."

Susie bent forward, her face only inches from the old man's open fly, and pushed and pulled at the zipper to no avail. Despite her extensive experience with men's zippers, she could not make it move.

But something else did move. Susie became aware of movement inside the old man's pants. Her hands were already at his open fly, and nothing in the world could have stopped them from slipping inside on a voyage of discovery. It was madness, here in the restaurant with his wife just a few feet away. However, Mr. Vlastos was standing with his back to the cash-register, facing Susie, and no one else could see exactly what was happening.

Susie's hands found and instinctively began fondling the old man's hidden cock. Mr. Vlastos was silent. She was surprised that he accepted her actions so naturally, surprised and delighted. The restaurant was empty and Susie was not used to stopping once she got a cock in her hands.

Carefully she extricated the twitching organ from its confines and pulled it out into the open. Mr. Vlastos' cock was the youngest thing about him. Susie marvelled at its soft, fresh skin, and its rapidly growing length and hardness as she caressed it with her gentle but knowing hands. She looked up at the old man and whispered, hoping his wife could not hear: "Oh, Mr. Vlastos! It's so nice. I hope you don't mind but I just had to see it. I couldn't help it."

She had eyes only for that lovely thing, and she was about to lean forward and kiss it when her reverie was rudely interrupted.

"Papa! What you take so long for? You bothering Miss Susie?"

It was Mrs. Vlastos. She had left her cash-register and was hobbling painfully on her arthritis-ridden legs towards the back of the restaurant. Susie frantically tried to push the old man's prick back into his pants, but her caresses had had their effect and it was now too long, too hard. Mr. Vlastos didn't seem to be worried that his wife might discover him like this, his cock poking out of his pants right in front of a thirteen-year old schoolgirl.

"Oh! So that what going on. But maybe Susie no like. You ask her first, Theo?"

"My zipper, Mama. My zipper stuck. Won't go up. Miss Susie help."

"Funny helping. Zipper no go up but something else do. So, you like, Susie? I thought so all the time, but you so young I wonder. Me, I like too when I your age. My Theo, he have nice schlong, you no think?"

Susie had never heard the word "schlong" before, but she knew exactly what Mrs. Vlastos was talking about. Once she got over her amazement she stopped trying to hide the wonderful tool, but she felt she should at least let go of it. Mrs. Vlastos had a very unusual attitude but Susie didn't know how far it would extend. Looking was one thing, touching might be quite another. The old man's long, youthful cock stood there, poking straight out from his fly, and all three of them looked at it with admiration.

"You're not angry then, Mrs. Vlastos? I mean me touching your husband. It was me who did it, not Mr. Vlastos. It was all my fault."

"Fault, schmalt. No fault. Theo really proud of his schlong. Like to show it to the girls. But that's nothing. You should see our sons. Great big. Like this."

Mrs. Vlastos stretched her hands several feet apart. Susie knew she was exaggerating, but just the thought of two sons with pricks even bigger than their father's was enough to make her pussy ache with sudden want.

"It's a very nice prick, uh, I mean schlong. You have every right to be proud, Mr. Vlastos. At your age, too."

"Poor Theo. He stuck with it now. I no bother with that stuff any more, but Theo, he still like it."

Mr. Vlastos looked imploringly at Susie, then down at his slightly wilting erection. She reached out tentatively and touched his cock. His wife said nothing. Emboldened, Susie wrapped her fingers around it, feeling it throb against her hand. Then she started moving her hand up and down its length. She looked over at Mrs. Vlastos who was smiling happily as she watched Susie's fingers move on her husband's cock.

"Is it all right, Mrs. Vlastos? I can't help it, it's so nice. I just have to touch it."

"Sure, Miss Susie. You go right ahead. I remember what it used to be like. It long time since Theo have any fun like that."

"Ah, yes, nice, nice, Miss Susie. Oh yes! Since Anastasia gone, no more," the old man sighed.

While continuing to pump his hard prick Susie looked inquiringly at Mrs. Vlastos.

"Anastasia. She our daughter. Long time she used to play with Theo's schlong. Then she get married, but she still come back see us sometime and play with schlong. Now she have little girl and not come so much. Poor Theo! He not come much neither no more." Mrs. Vlastos laughed heartily at her own joke and even Susie had to smile. "You make him come, Miss Susie? It been long time for him. I get towel. No one in restaurant now. Anyway, I close."

Susie pumped steadily, her head awhirl with all she had heard. Her mouth watered at the sight of the old man's glowing cockhead above her fist. It was getting ready to shoot, she could tell. It would be such a waste to spill it all into a towel.

"Mrs. Vlastos… is it all right… I mean… can I use my mouth? Then you won't need a towel."

"Oh, Susie! You like do that? Me too, long time ago. Not now. Not even Anastasia do that. I watch. You go head."

And Susie gladly went "head". Her luscious lips swooped down over the tip of Mr. Vlastos' cock and began to suck. Mrs. Vlastos clapped her hands in glee. Susie's hands continued to pump up and down on the long shaft while her mouth engulfed the knob. She swept her tongue over the crown, tasting the first drops of fluid that were beginning to leak out.

"Oh, Miss Susie! Susie! Oh, good, good, good! More than 'tasia."

The old man babbled in a mixture of Greek and English. Susie didn't always understand what he was saying, but she certainly understood what his cock was saying to her mouth.