John Kellerman - Teenage sex slave

"Mmmmmm!" I cooed, taking the tip into my throat just as it spewed out another steamy spout of seed. I gulped the stringy stuff down noisily.

Bobby seemed to like it when I rubbed my fingernails up and down against the insides of his thighs while I sucked. It was fun experimenting and finding out just exactly what excited him most! And we had a long time to discover each other.

I took my lips away from the flared head slowly. The sucking sound made me shiver with lust, and when I looked down at that dark cock another ooze of cum washed over the head and I wound some of it around my finger and sucked it off. Then I smacked my lips, tonguing the cummy mess from the corners of my mouth while Bobby watched me.

"Jesus… you're so fine. I'm crazy about you." Bobby closed his eyes.

"Okay. You can rest. But I'm not going to be able to wait long."

I got up off the bed and was surprised how dizzy I was. My pussy was swollen out so much that the lips rubbed against my thighs when I walked to the bathroom. Bobby lay on his back, breathing deeply. I could see his cock going limp as the last dribble of cum made a glossy, white puddle there.

My nipples were hot electric excitement. I started working my hips up and down like there was a cock inside me!

"Ohhhh… I want it soooo bad!" I dabbed a cum stain off the red dress. At first that dress had been a kind of symbol of my captivity. But now I figured it was a part of me. I was going to keep it as a reminder of my changed attitude about sex. I didn't even hate Nat for all the things he'd put me through.

I was dreaming about Bobby's cock. I looked in at his lanky, muscled body there on the bed. His cock was still limp, the color gone out of it now that he had spurted his sap. I wondered how long it took a man to revive.

As I stood there in the doorway watching him, my fingers strayed under the hem of the red dress. My fingertips were slick before I was even close to my slit. I plowed into my pussy and then dug up into my flushed, swollen hole.

"Ghaaaaa!" The sound of my knuckles sucking in the throbbing folds made my knees go weak. I leaned against the doorframe and fingerfucked harder.

It was time to get to the bed!

"Bobby?" I kissed his thigh and then lifted his wilted cock up. "When can we play again…"

"Nnnnnn…" He didn't open his eyes.

"Ohhhh… you look so beautiful all naked and cummy," I breathed, lifting his cockshaft and dropping it again.

Bobby smiled but he didn't look like he was coming around yet. I decided I'd take a little trip of my own… a journey over his lovely male body. Maybe I could find out a few things.

The sound of the silk dress sliding up over my breasts and shoulders made him peek at me with one eye, but he closed it again and took a deep breath. I shook my head and giggled. Men called themselves the super studs of the universe. It was a man's world… and all that kind of crap. But when they got their rocks, they sure petered out fast!

Bobby smelled good. Lorrie always told me he was a pretty clean guy, took lots of showers and all that. I was glad because I intended to eat him up. I loved the musky smell here and there. Like under his arms. The hair was tinged with a pungent, manly odor that sent me into shivers when I inhaled. The smell didn't bother me at all. It was really more like a sex perfume. I burrowed my mouth deep under his arm and pushed my tongue around in the hair.

Bobby moaned.

"Sonofabitch… that feels good!"

"I thought it would…"

"I felt daring! I felt like I could do almost anything and it wouldn't shock me. I only hoped I wouldn't shock Bobby." The thought made me smile. One of his nipples was close to my chin now. I wet my lips and then surround the small bump.

"Ghhhuuuu…" Bobby groaned, writhing around under my body.

"Jerilyn… what the fuck are you doing to meee!"

"Am I as good as Lorrie?"

"I thought Lorrie was a hot piece," he gasped. "She's a prude compared to you."

I pouted and teased his nipple. "I don't want to be just another hot piece!"

"Baby… I mean… what I meant was…"

I stopped his frantic explaining with the flat of my tongue. By pushing it down hard on his tit and rubbing it around like crazy.

Bobby arched his back up off the mattress. "Ohhh, so you like that, do you?"

"Huunnn!" Drool slipped from the corner of his mouth. I sucked that tiny nubbin as far into my mouth as I could. Then, holding it firmly, I danced my tonguetip over its surface.

It sounded like Bobby was choking on something.

I felt a little lump against my belly. When I glanced down between our bodies I saw that his cock wasn't quit so small any more. It wasn't nice and hard either. But it was getting there… slowly.

I worked my way across his chest to the other nipple. This time I just teased. Licking circles, coming closer.

"That's torture!" He writhed harder than before, his fingers clutching at my shoulders.

"I like to torture you. I've been through some torture myself."

"Maybe I should tie you up. You like that?"

"I don't know…"

I wasn't really sure. But the words, the sounds of his voice just saying it had made my pussy glow suddenly. Maybe I would like that. There was, time to see, to find out everything about myself now.

I kept kissing down Bobby's long body. I found his navel. Bobby made a sound like he was coming up for air.

I took a close look at his cock. It was still growing but it had a long way to go. I gave it a long, lingering lick and then dipped lower. Bobby parted his thighs eagerly. I had squirmed my body around until now I was headed downward, peering at his balls.

With careful squeezes, I picked the wrinkled sack up and worked the little orbs around. That was where it all started. Life, love… everything! I wet my lips. I could see the tube that ran down the underside of Bobby's prick… it seemed to be connected in some way to his balls. What would those thing feel like inside my mouth?

"Bobby?"

"Mmmmmmmmm"

"It is okay for a girl to… well I mean would it hurt you or anything if I kind of sucked on your balls, a little?"

"Jesus… sure… do it!"

Bobby seemed excited by the idea.

"You have such a nice body," I breathed, excitedly, squirming my belly against his chest.

Bobby was doing something to my other end. I felt his fingers touching the insides of my thighs and I opened them wide for him. Then he was prying apart my inner folds and breathing against my raw and dripping cunt! I sucked in a ragged breath.

"Honey… do something!"

"Your cunt… oh God, it's beautiful! It's all pink around the edges. Like a seashell. Then it gets darker… here!" His finger touched the ring of muscles at the beginning of my hole and I tightened down. Then he was shoving into me… deeper. Two fingers… no! Three! I rocked my hips and worked my body in that direction.

I was almost close enough to his mouth for him to lick me there! I writhed a little more and inched back. Then his lips were dripping against my pubes and I arched my back.

"Ooooooooh!"

"Baby… you're eating stuff!"

"Eat me! Eat my pussy all up!"

For the moment I'd forgotten about messing with Bobby. The luscious velvety rubbing of his mouth against me was unbelievable. I found myself shoving even harder against him… pushing my body up into a sitting position.

"Honey… honey… Nhhhuuuuuuu… Ohhhhhh shit!"

My arms trembled but held my weight. I shoved back hard, working my cunt around in circles, covering his whole face it seemed. I knew my juices were dripping down his cheeks. Now I was sitting up straight… sitting on his face! I wasn't even afraid to let more of my weight down on him. His tongue dove into my slit like a maddened make!

"Bobby… fuck… Ohhhhhhfuckohfuckohfuck!"