Ray Todd - Come and get it Dad

"Oh, sweet, fuckin' Jesus!" she squealed, arching her cunt up to receive the full load of hot cum that she could feel gushing out of his wildly pumping rod. "I'm coming, honey! Oh, shit, how I'm coming! Coming!"

Covering his lips with her hot, open mouth, she desperately clung to him until the last spurt of jizz had dribbled out of her wonderful cock.

"Oh, Ed," she whispered up to him. "That was so good, honey… that was real good!"

When the youth finally pulled his limp, wet prick out, Nancy saw Hank grinning through the car window as he lustily stroked his brand new hard-on.

"Hop on," she giggled. "There's still plenty of cunt here for both of you guys."

As she often did, Nancy sucked her father off the following afternoon before he went down to the tavern, and as always, it had left her in an exceptionally horny mood. Wishing Hank was around to take care of her sexual needs, she decided the next best thing would be to finger-fuck herself.

The pretty, blonde hadn't bothered getting dressed when she got out of her dad's bed after giving him his blowjob and she was loafing around the house in nothing but a robe. Wandering into the living room, she flopped down in a chair and opened the front of her robe to start masturbating.

Closing her eyes, she began idly running her finger up and down over the hot, moist flesh of her furry pussy. She let out a soft moan as she felt the heat building in her loins. As the delicious glow began spreading throughout her young body, she spread her legs farther apart. A heavenly tingle ran up and down her spine when she slipped the tip of her finger in between her hot, juicy cunt lips.

Exciting quivers began coursing through her body, raising goose-bumps all over her tingling flesh. She knew a hard cock would feel better, but there was no denying the rapture she was feeling as her busy fingers dipped and wormed into the throbbing folds of her moistly clinging cunt.

"Mmmmm," she softly moaned as her fingertip came into contact with the bud of her lust-swollen clit. Now frantically rubbing her thoroughly aroused joy-button, she threw her head back and her long, blonde hair flying wildly around her hotly flushed face. Her firm, young tits were jiggling crazily as her writhing hips ground into the cushion.

Still wishing it was Hank's cock, the horny youngster gave herself completely over to the intense ecstasy that was enveloping her. Nothing else mattered but the incredible joy she was feeling in her churning loins. With her fingers burrowing feverishly into the softly layered folds of her oozing slit, she could feel the rapture building and building through her entire body.

"Oooh… ooooh!" she excitedly moaned as she plunged her fingers even deeper into her cute pussy, feeling her slippery cunt walls squeezing hotly around them. As the youngster rapidly approached her climax, she was oblivious to everything but the unbelievable ecstasy that was coursing through her body.

She was just on the verge of reaching her orgasm when she opened her eyes and saw Buddy Ryan, the newspaper boy, staring at her through the open front door. Being a hot summer afternoon, Nancy had purposely not closed it.

"Damn you, Buddy!" she shouted, her face turning a bright-red with embarrassment. "Why the hell are you sneaking around like this?"

"I'm not sneaking," he gulped.

"Then what are you doing here?"

"Collecting for the paper."

"Well, I don't have any money in the house," she snapped. "You'll have to come back when my dad is home." But you owe for two months now.

"I don't give a shit how much we owe!" she shouted. "Just get the hell away from here!"

"Okay," he sneered. "But wait til I tell the kids I caught you playing with your pussy."

"You wouldn't dare!" she gasped.

"The hell I wouldn't," he defied her with a nasty grin on his face. "You're nothing but a smart ass bitch that plays with herself."

"Oh, Buddy," she said in a sweeter tone of voice, deciding to be nice to him before he spread the story all around town. "Don't you ever play with yourself?"

"None of your business."

"Oh, come on," she smiled. "All boys do it. Don't you ever jack off?"

"Well, once in a while," he blushed.

"Does it feel good?"

"Sorta," he grinned.

"Well," she explained in a soft voice. "It feels good to me, too. That's why I was playing with myself."

"Really," he gasped. "I thought you had to have a dick to jack off. Does it really feel good when you rub your pussy?"

"Sure," smiled the girl, trying to sound like a pal. "How often do you get a hard-on?"

"Lot's of times lately," he admitted. "I gotta hard-on right now. It got all hard when was watchin' you play with yourself," grinned the boy, unconsciously rubbing the bulge in the front of his pants.

"Oh, Buddy," giggled Nancy, suddenly thinking how much fun it would be to peek at his cute erection. "Why don't you show it to me?"

"No way!" he blurted out.

"Why not?"

"Because boys don't go around showin' their dicks to girls."

"Oh, come on," she giggled. "Just let me touch it."

"Shit, no!" he exclaimed.

"Why not?"

"I ain't lettin' anybody mess around with my cock."

"Don't be silly," she whispered, "all boys like to have girls play with their cocks."

"Not me!"

"Has anyone ever played with it except you?" she asked.

"Nope."

"Then how do you know you won't like it?" giggled Nancy. "Just let me show you how good it feels."

"Gee, I dunno," he stammered, not sure whether he wanted a girl to touch him down there or not.

Seeing his hesitation, Nancy reached out and lowered his zipper, dropping his cut-offs down around his ankles. A delicious tingle tippled through her body when she saw the kid's stiff, young cock. It was only about four inches long and as hard as a rock with a shiny cock-head poking out from his tightly stretched, uncircumcised skin. Tufts of fuzzy hair were faintly visible around the base of his stiff shaft and pink balls.

"Now doesn't that feel good?" she whispered, gently sliding the skin back and forth over his excited knob.

"Wow!" he answered, his young body trembling with excitement.

Thrilled with the hardness of the boy's prick in her hand, she lovingly stroked it until the youngster's legs were shaking so violently that he could hardly stand up.

"Come on," she giggled, releasing his prick and pulling him over to the couch. "Why don't you lie down here while I jack you off?"

"Are you gonna jack me all the way off?" he excitedly asked as he lay back on the sofa.

"I sure am," the girl whispered, starting to slowly and sensuously stroke his cock again.

"Faster! Faster!" he panted as she continued her slow, rhythmic strokes.

"No, Buddy," she giggled, "it feels so much better when it's sweet and slow."

"But I like to whack it off fast," he argued, excitedly writhing around on the sofa.

Ignoring him, Nancy continued slowly sliding the foreskin up and down his tingling shaft until the boy was actually squealing with joy, the intense ecstasy mounting and mounting, and then suddenly his young cock-head exploded a hot stream of jizz all over his belly and chest.

Releasing his spent cock, Nancy hurried into the bathroom, and when she returned with a towel, she gently cleaned him off.

"Now didn't you like that?" she whispered to him.

"Oh, yeah!" he grinned.

"It's a lot more fun to be jacked off by a girl, isn't it?" she smiled.

The boy nodded with a shy smile on his face.

"I know something that feels better than jacking off," she whispered.

"What's that?"

Without answering, the girl lowered her face and stuffed his limp prick into her mouth.

"What the hell are you doing?" he gasped.