Unknown: Masturbating Little Girls

"Don't you think we should get out of here?" she said.

They were on the shoulder of the road, and it was pitch dark outside.

"Yeah. Let's find a spot where we can bring this buggy into the woods."

They crept along, and Gregg put the brights on so that if there was an opening in the woods, they'd find it. It didn't take more than a mile before they came to one of those country roads in New England that looked like it hadn't been used in twenty years.

Gregg charged it full speed ahead, causing the big Thunderbird to bounce off of a tree and hit bottom a few times. He laughed as it happened, telling Jody to hold onto her ass.

"You are a wild man! You're crazy!" she let out.

"Yeah; baby! That's the idea!"

He took her in his arms and kissed her again, this time, moving her skirt way up on her hips. His fingers were quick to enter her little delta, and in moments, the front seat was slid way back, and she was naked.

Gregg was no kid when it came to the ways of the flesh. He seemed to know exactly what he was doing. She was right about one thing though. He was demanding.

"Baby, I want to see my big cock sliding into your mouth," he said to her, and it was stronger than a mere suggestion.

He actually placed his cock before her mouth, and moved her head forwards. She let her lips tickle the tip of his cock, then, after a few moments of that, it was him controlling the action, as he pushed his shaft deeply into her little mouth.

"Baby, give it a good healthy soul kiss."

He watched her, holding her blonde hair off of her face, so that he could see her little profile on his leg as she sucked at his cock.

Suddenly Gregg decided that he wanted to taste her blonde twat, and he arranged them in a sixty-nine position right there on the front seat of the car. It was hard, and their bodies were twisted and contorted by the limited space, but that skilled tongue felt better on her twat than anything she'd ever felt before. She felt herself getting more and more steamed up, as his tongue beat down on her oven, lapping at the sweet dew that drooled out of her little young cunt.

"Oh Gregg!"

"Hmmmmmmmmm!!"

"Gregg! I never felt so tingly before!"

Her little thighs pressed down on his head, and her hands were on his neck, pushing his tongue closer and closer.

Gregg's cock was sliding in and out of her mouth, and she couldn't help realizing how last night, in bed alone, she'd sucked her own thumb, pretending it was Gregg's cock.

Well, she hadn't even met him yet. Now she not only met him, but she had a mouthful of the real thing, and she was delighted not only by his tongue on her pussy, but by his big cock in her mouth.

Her little fist covered the base, because it was difficult for her to get the whole shaft in her mouth. With the base tightly in her fist, she could let her tongue and lips really work out on the tip of his shaft, which stuck out, through her fist.

He was really laying it on her, really fucking her mouth with all his might. He'd lost all control of himself, and he was fucking her mouth and lapping at her twat like a maniac.

Suddenly, she felt a finger enter into her ass, and she moaned and whimpered with pleasure.

"OH! I'm coming! Gregg! I'm coming!!"

Her whole body was shaking and throbbing in his grip, as her jaw clamped down hard as the orgasm flooded her senses and made her suck even harder on his cock. She fluttered her little tongue over the tip, and soon his hot sauce was shooting into her mouth.

"Swallow my sweet cream, Jody. I want to watch you gulp it down!"

Gregg watched the blonde beauty as his hot sauce filled her mouth, spilling out of the corners and running down her chin, down her cheeks.

"Oh! Gregg!"

She'd swallowed most of it, but he held her head still, and she realized he wanted her to lick him off, so she let her tongue come out and lap at his cock, even as it softened.

"Wow, Jody. That was great! You're one tight chick, baby!" he said.

She basked in his affirmation. She smiled and told him that he wasn't bad himself.

"Hey, baby. I think we should return the heap before it's missed, right?"

She nodded her head.

Gregg drove the Thunderbird in reverse, out of the woods, banging it around as much as he liked, and then got back on the road, where he drove quickly and skillfully until they got near the school.

"Now watch this baby. they'll never even know it was gone until morning when they see how bumped around it is," he said, coasting the car into the big lot.

He left it right where he found it, and was very careful to wipe fingerprints off the wheel and the door handles.

She watched as he worked, admiring his dexterity, his hipness. He knew exactly what he was doing.

When the car was ready to be abandoned by them, they got low on the seat once more, for a goodnight kiss which went on and on, until Jody mentioned, that after all that fun it would be a shame to get caught kissing in someone's car.

"You're right, baby. Tomorrow's another day."

"I want to see you a lot, Gregg!"

"Baby, you won't be able to avoid me!" They snuck out of the car, and back into the party. Gregg signed in using the same phony name he'd used to sign out. Actually it was the name of a novelist, one of his heroes.

He smiled politely at the usher, like a good little boy.

Jody had a hard time returning to what she once would have called a normal orbit. Gregg had left her head spinning. The boy was so crazy, so impossibly sure of himself, that she gave him god-like proportions in her head.

From then on, whenever time wouldn't allow an actual connection between Jody and her young stud, she found herself tossing in bed, her fingers working at her clitoris and pussy, trying to duplicate the feeling of having Gregg's strong hands on her. She'd pinch her nipples and moan, tossing on the hard flat mattress, transposing it, in her mind, to Gregg's hot body.

Her imagination would take her so far, and then it was up to her fingers, and even they didn't take her where Gregg took her.

One of the girls, a girl named Mary, produced a dildo, which her brother had sent her from home. That was a delight, and it made the rounds with the girls, each one cleaning it off and taking a night with it.

Of course, it wasn't passed around without a definite feeling for who should get it and who might snitch. Susie and Jody had no trouble getting it, their reputations being solidly bad. That delighted them for the first time. It meant that every so often, they could borrow the hard plastic phallus, that vibrated when you pushed a button.

On Jody's nights with the vibrator, she stretched herself in bed and recalled whole events, whole sexual episodes, between herself and Gregg.

When she ran out of stuff to replay, she just made up new images, and sometimes they, were better than what actually happened. Sometimes, the new images gave her ideas for things to do when she and Gregg would have the time.

"Well, Susie asked, "When are you going to share him a little. I mean, I've had to listen to how great he is for the past week. When do I get a chance to see if he's as great as you say?"

Jody hadn't thought about that. Of course, Gregg was like her, in that he could probably select anyone he wanted and get a response. He was at least as appealing as she was. If she tried to hold him for herself, it just wouldn't work, she decided.

On the other hand, if she shared him, and made sexual connections for him, he might appreciate her doing so, and consider her something special, something too good to ever turn his back on. That's what she wanted, in her mysterious way. She wanted him to be committed to her, in any way possible. She turned to her friend.

"Yeah, maybe it's time you got a taste of that hot cock. You've spent enough time with that dildo. I'm sure though, that after Gregg, Manny won't cut it for you."