Unknown - Daddy_s Naked Angels

She wondered if she would ever be able to stop him. Michele knew that things had already gotten au t of control.

She figured that the boy would be telling all of his friends what happened in intimate detail the next day.

She burned with her weakness, but moaned as she felt his tongue exploring the inside of her mouth, making her shiver with passion.

The only thing she could do was end his passion. If she made him come quickly she would be able to keep her own desires manageable.

She placed her hand on the crotch of his tight jeans and felt the big bulge there.

She rubbed at it with her palm and loved the little whimpering sounds MacIntyre made in his throat.

She couldn't believe that this big tough jock was making those tiny sounds.

He sounded so vulnerable. So lovable. She caught herself.

She knew that it would be easy to take off her clothes and let him give her thrilling sensations that she had never before known.

"Take down your pants," she said when the kiss was over. "I want to kiss you down there too."

She could feel her mouth watering at the thought of sucking his cock.

She could feel the crotch of her white cotton panties getting all wet from her pussy secretions.

She could feel the material uncomfortably crawling up both between the cheeks of her ass and the outer lips of her boiling honey pot.

The boy quickly reached down and unbuckled his belt.

He lifted his ass off the seat and pulled his pants and his underwear down at the same time, not stopping until they were both wrapped around his ankles.

He pointed his knees in opposite directions, his boner sticking straight up in the air from his lap.

"I've never seen one before," Michele said. Her eyes were wide and she had to concentrate on keeping her mouth closed.

Her jaw insisted on sagging with her astonishment.

She just loved the way his erect phallus looked, long thick and purple. She could see it throbbing and she swallowed deliberately, licking her tingling lips with the tip of her tongue to moisten them.

"Can I touch it?" Michele asked, never taking her eyes off of it.

She could see his balls dangling over the edge of the seat, and she could feel fresh goose bumps forming.

The boy picked a little at her nipples through her tee-shirt, and Michele moaned before begging him to stop.

"You are afraid of getting hot," he said. She tentatively touched his piss hole with the tip of her right forefinger.

"Please don't, MacIntyre. I'll give you pleasure. Don't worry about me. I'll do enough worrying about me for both of us."

He placed his hands on top of her head and caressed her cropped chestnut colored hair affectionately.

She wrapped her fingers around his cock and slid her palm up and down slowly and lightly.

She had heard all about blow-jobs and hand-jobs from other girls who had wanted to 'save their virginity.

But most of those stories were on the old side. Michele's girlfriends had all gotten laid since. She was the last remaining virgin in her gang.

Michele supposed that you had to get to the real dogs to find another cherry in her high school class.

Michele moved her right hand to his balls and got them in her cupped palm.

This made the boy's whole body stiffen and she continued caressing his prick with her left hand.

The little girl lowered her head, glad that he wasn't pressing with his hands, and puckered her lips.

She had expected him to smell bad down there, but found that his cock and balls smelled of soap. Then she remembered that he had showered after practice before picking her up.

It had been a long time since Michele had given any thought to her obligation to Aunt Helen.

The little girl was living foot-loose and fancy-free, at least for her, and she fully intended to do it without conscience.

She stuck out her tongue and began to lick his cock.

She used the flat part of her tongue, starting at the base and licking to the tip.

Soon his entire penis was wet and shiny from her tongue bath.

"Suck it, Michele. Please," he said. He sounded so sweet.

He needed her, and there was no way she could turn down the request.

She opened her mouth and wrapped her lips around his cock head.

She squeezed his balls at the same time and could feel him stiffen and tremble.

She didn't want the come to spurt into her mouth, fearing that it would make her gag and vomit.

She sucked his cock noisily, drawing in her smooth fair cheeks, until he lifted his ass off the seat.

She could hear him crying out and she could feel his cock head start to spasm against her lips and gums.

She flicked her tongue back and forth across his swollen purple glans as she sucked him, pulling away just as he climaxed.

She grabbed the base of his cock with her right hand and pumped it hard, the tip still pointing at her pretty, though reddened face.

His piss hole puked his thick white fuck juice, spewing it into her face.

He screamed with pleasure and Michele could feel the sticky semen spilling over her right hand as she jacked him off.

Marlene and Bernard took a break. There was still a great deal of time before Margaret would be home so they pulled all the blinds and walked around the house naked, feeling like Adam and Eve in the Garden of Eden.

Marlene made ice tea and they drank out of the same glass – a tall thin one with plenty of ice – out of two straws.

"I haven't had a day like this in years and years," Bernard said.

"Gee, Bernard, I've never had a day like this.

"I think that you and I are going to be very good friends from now on."

"I think this is going to play havoc with my sun-tan," Marlene said.

"I can feel the ache coming back," Bernard said. They sat next to each other on the couch. He stroked her nipples, pinching them until they were hard, and allowed his hand to rest on the inside of her thigh.

She set the glass down on the varnished wood coffee table on the rug in front of the over-stuffed couch.

"Have you ever fucked a girl in the ass before?" Marlene asked.

Bernard remembered his single experience with anal intercourse.

He had been in high school, going out with a Greek girl.

Some girls gave hand jobs, some sucked guys off, all were afraid of getting knocked up in those days.

Her name had been Melia and her solution to the birth control problem had been to anew guys to fuck her in the ass.

At the time Bernard wanted real pussy and had only fucked Melia once before moving on to something new.

He remembered that a drought followed going out with Melia, a sexual drought, and he had spent a whole summer thinking how much better her asshole had been than his own right hand.

"Never," he lied.

"Oh, Bernard, I want you in my ass very badly!" she said.

She opened her legs and sighed as she felt Bernard working his middle finger up and down her wet and slippery pussy slash. Her clit grew.

She slipped his finger up inside her cunt and wiggled it around playfully.

Marlene tensed her cunt muscle, squeezing snugly at his finger.

She moved her hand to his cock and squeezed at the shaft, feeling it grow harder and thicker against his palm.

They got off the couch and moved back to the rug.

Michele could feel the tingling in her ass getting very bad.

The yearning in her bowels demanded to be appeased.

She took his cock in her mouth and sucked him, opening her throat to him.

Soon he was hard and erect. He was ready to fuck her ass.

It was impossible to tell that he already had two orgasms under his belt.

Bernard was amazed at his cock's ability to recharge itself.

It had been years since he had had occasion to get it up for the third time in a single sex session.