Robert Vickers: Seducing her family

She stood beside one bank of lockers, where she couldn't be seen from the doorway. Soon enough, she heard the click-click of cleats against concrete. Stu Taylor walked into the locker room and smiled to himself. His ankle seemed to be perfectly okay.

"You are not limping now. I hope the ankle is much better."

He spun around startled. "Goddamn, what are you doing here? You're not supposed to come in here!"

"But how else would I see you?" she pointed out. She bent aver and placed her school books on the wooden bench. As she leaned forward, her blouse drifted open just enough to allow him to get an unobstructed view of her naked tits bobbing around. The two buttons she had undone suddenly became three as if by magic before she straightened again. He found himself unable to stop staring at her tempting tits.

He licked his lips and wondered about this new girl in school. The way her nipples so impudently poked against the thin fabric of her blouse left him no question that she was turned on. Hell, he could see her nipples actually getting hard as he watched!

"That football uniform must be awfully uncomfortable. Especially those padded pants." She glided up to him and began untying the lace at his waist. The thick bulge just inches below grew rapidly. He was getting a raging hard-on while still wearing his jock strap!

"Look. I faked that injury out there just so I could go up in the bleachers and meet you. But you can't come down here and…"

"If you wanted to go into the bleachers to meet me, then you should be overjoyed I met you down here. It saves you the walk up. And that's not all that's up, I see." She curled her fingers around his prick as it rose up above the elastic band of his jock strap.

She quickly pushed down his pants and snapped his jock strap once, then laughed. "So comical, that slingshot thing you wear. But this isn't the least bit comical. This is fun!"

She dropped to her knees and sucked the purpled head of his prick. He groaned and limply sagged against the lockers as all strength flowed from his legs. He felt like sitting down. Yet he didn't want to dislodge his prick from her mouth.

Annemarie loved the taste of an aroused man. The musky taste would linger on her tongue for hours to remind her of the delights of sucking cock. But this was beyond all her expectations. Stu's sweat added to his male flavor and actually excited her as much as if his prick had been driving hard and fast into her cunt.

She reached down and began stroking her pussy in an open display, to show him how much she wanted his lovely, long, hard prick shoved up into her cunt.

"Shit, baby, I never saw a hot cunt like you before! Beautiful and so damned hot to fuck I can't believe it!"

Then she spoke. "Believe it. And you, too, are beautiful!"

"Men are handsome," he corrected.

"Yes, men are handsome," she agreed, "But a cock like yours is beautiful! And so big! And long and tasty!"

She slurped all around his cock and took the knobby head back into her mouth. She loved the feel of his cock bucking virile and strong against her tongue. But she wanted to drive his passions to the point where he wouldn't want to face fuck her, but rather, to drive his delightful spike of cock all the way up her pussy.

The Dutch teenager must have succeeded. He turned around and sat down on the bench, one leg on either side. He placed his hands in her blonde hair and stared into her eyes. "Screw that! I like a chick who knows how to keep her head while giving head, but I want some more from you!"

"Yes, oh, yes!" she cried. She hoisted her skirt and revealed red string-bikini panties. The dollar-sized wet spot right at her crotch had exploded and wet the entire fabric. "I am wet and ready for you! And this lovely, big prick!" She held his prick as if it were some sort of religious relic.

"Christ, I never saw a chick so hot to fuck before! You're the foreign exchange student, aren't you?"

"Yes, and you're the biggest stud on the football team, I've heard." She smiled wickedly as he laughed.

He began stroking up and down her naked legs. He fondled her knees, then moved up her thighs. Then, slowly, agonizingly, he moved toward her needy cunt. She was breathing hard by the time his fingers were scant inches from her pussy.

Then he pulled his hands away, and then grabbed her cunt. She could barely control her rampaging passions spurred by this treatment. He knew how to play with her, how to string her out until she was ready for the next act in their sexy little play.

She fumbled at the tie strings on one side of her panties. The tiny patch of red fabric fluttered away from her silky-downed pussy mound. Stu didn't waste any more time. He bent her back on the narrow bench until she lay with her legs on either side, her cunt spread wide open for him.

He moved forward, his prick coming in like a missile homing in on a target. She shuddered slightly as the blunted tip of his cock nudged into her pussy lips. For a moment, she was afraid he was one of the "wham, bam, thank you, ma'am" type of fuckers. But he wasn't. He knew all the right moves, all the right things to do to make her want his cock even more.

He teased her sex lips with the end of his prick. She felt tingles of passion surging into her belly. She knew her pussy was flooded with cunt oils by now, but the treatment she was receiving from the tip of his prick added to the reservoir. By the time he parted her cunt lips and sought her pussy hole, she was truly ready for him.

"Fuck me good! Fuck me long!" she cried, not caring if anyone heard her. She wanted this stocky football player's prick inside her cunt where she could experience it to the fullest. She wanted nothing more in the world at that second than to fuck him.

"Don't rush it, doll," he said. "Good things come to she who waits!" He began stuffing his prick into her juicy cunt. But he didn't simply ram in and fuck wildly like so many men might have done. He inserted his prick carefully, one slow inch at a time. She thrashed around, clawing at his shoulders and finding only shoulder pads she couldn't penetrate. He seemed to rise above her, over her, like a giant of a man. He was bigger than any human should be.

Especially his prick.

She felt another inch of his hot cock slide up into her steamy cunt. She thought she was going to go insane with need. She desired this youth like she had no other. She didn't understand what it was about him that made her feel this way. She had never found a lover who could give her this much excitement so quickly.

He buried another inch of cock into her seething pussy. She tensed around his buried cock to hurry him along. It didn't seem to affect him at all. She had to blurt out, "Fast! Fuck me fast with your lovely prick! I want to feel it all the way to my tonsils!"

"Don't worry, baby, when I get going, you're gonna think I'm splitting you apart all the way to the chin. But right now, I'm just sorta getting the feel for the lay of the land!"

He sank his prick another inch into her cunt. He was having to use every bit of his willpower. Her pussy felt almost virgin tight. He'd never had a virgin before and he wondered if she might be one. Then he knew she couldn't possibly be. No virgin spread so wantonly for a man. She obviously knew what she wanted and how to go after it.

If the coach or any teacher found them in here, he worried, they might get tossed out of school. His football career would be over, for sure. But he couldn't stop. This was too good. Hers was the best damned piece of ass he'd ever knocked off!

He finally felt his balls wetly slap against her slightly upturned ass. He was all the way up her seething, hot cunt. For a brief moment he wondered if he might have fucked into a blast furnace by mistake. But no, no furnace ever clutched so firmly at his prick. Could it be a vise? Had he shoved his prick between the jaws of a closing vise? He discounted that when he realized how juicy and warm she was. No hunk of metal could be this yielding, this soft, and at the same time, so exciting.