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“Are you sure that you’re only 18?” his eyes continually scanned my young naked body.
“Yeah. Why?”
“You certainly don’t fuck like an 18 year old.”
“Had that cock in a lot of 18 year old pussy?”
“A few.” he laughed. “And I have never had one that fucks as good as you.” I felt a beam of pride at knowing that I was a good lay. “When was your first time?”
“My first time?” this was something that I had yet to even think about. I mean I really couldn’t tell him that my first time was just a couple weeks ago and I most certainly couldn’t tell him that his was the first real cock I had ever had. “I’m starving. Let me order us some food and then I’ll tell you all about it.”
My mind instantly began to concoct a plausible tale of my “first time” and I was lost in thought to the point that I had trouble concentrating on the food order I was placing with the restaurant. I had to correct myself three time and when the girl on the other end of the line asked my address I went stone cold blank for a few seconds. I even considered asking her about the first time she had sex but rational thinking finally took control and I scrapped that idea.
“OK, they said it’ll be here in about an hour.” I announced as i walked back into the bed room and my eyes locked onto Mr. Ross’ cock as it lay on his thigh.
“Great, so you have time to tell me.”
“OK, well do you want to hear about how I lost my virginity or the first time I had sex? I mean I kind of accidentally popped my own cherry one night when I was about thirteen and I got a little carried away with the handle of a hairbrush.”
“Tell me about the first time that you had sex. How old were you?” his hand slid up and down my upper thigh.
“Oh it was about a month after my f******nth birthday.”
“Oh really? Who was it? Some little teenage boyfriend?” I guess I cold have just said yes but the slutty girl in me wanted to make it, well, slutty I suppose.
“No, actually it was his Dad.” the words leapt from my mouth even though I had no idea as to why.
“Oh shit really? Tell me more, fuck that, tell me everything!” I noticed that his cock was slowly getting hard again.
Even before I started to speak I got the sudden thought into my head that if this were a movie or T.V. show this is where the screen would get all fuzzy for a moment to let the audience know that what they were about to see was a flashback.
I had been dating Jake for almost 2 months and we had fooled around a bit. Mostly it was me going down on him until he blew into my mouth. He said that he wanted to fuck me but it seemed like every time it was going to happen I would go down on him, he would cum and that would be that. So one day I went over there intent on getting his cock inside me. I done myself up in a short little white skirt and a tight black tank top that really show cased my growing tits. I had even bought special panties for the occasion. I looked hot, not too slutty but slutty enough. I passed by his dad, Mr. Crawford, on my way in and as usual he was checking me out. It had become common place for him to sneak a little look at my ass when I walked by him or at my tits when I wore something like I was at the moment. I didn’t mind, in fact I think someplace deep down I loved the attention even from an older guy. I waved and smiled as I made my way past him while he was out in the garage.
I swear I could already feel myself getting wet while I climbed the stairs to Jake’s room and when I got to the door I took a second to gather myself before walking in. when the door creaked open there he was, sitting on the floor with empty energy drink cans littered around him and wearing that stupid headset he used when playing one of his dumb video games. He was mid-sentence with someone and looked up at me and then right back to his game like I wasn’t even there.
I never would have thought in a million years that a 16 year old boy would rather give his attention to a game when there was a wet, willing teenage girl in his room but that is exactly the situation that I found myself in. I started to coyly flirt with him which received no acknowledgment at all. I moved so that I was sitting on his bed with my legs opened wide and his head resting not inches from my never been fucked little cunt but he seemed oblivious. Finally I dropped all pretense and slid my hand down his chest and began to message his cock through his pants. “I want you to fuck me.” I moaned into his ear and that got a response, just not the one I was expecting.
“Babe, I’m kind of in the middle of something here.” his eyes remained locked on that damn game and his hands never left the controller.
“But I’m wet….” I purred.
He moved his hand over the microphone of his headset and without breaking visual contact with the screen said “You can blow me while I play.” needless to say I was pissed. I almost jumped from his bed and made a bee line for the door.
“Why don’t you blow yourself. Asshole.” and slammed the door harder then I intended. I almost shed a tear as I went down the stairs but I refused to let myself cry. I was hurt, pissed and still really fucking horny. I guess all these emotions were written on my face as I passed by Mr. Crawford on my way out of the yard because he called me back.
“Emily, you OK?”
“Your son is a fucking jerk.” I spat.
“What did he do?” Trevor Crawford sighed and invited me into the garage. He offered me a bottle of water and listened as I recounted, I left out the sex part and just made it out as if Jake was ignoring me.
Something happened while I was talking to Mr. Crawford. I started to imagine him naked. Did he have a big cock or was he hung like his son? I wondered what his cum tasted like and if he could go longer than a couple minutes.
“Mr. Crawford, can I ask you something?” I hopped up onto a bar stool and made sure that he could get a look up my skirt if he so desired. “Am I sexy?”
“You are a very pretty girl Emily.”
“No I get that….but am I, you know, sexy?”
“Um, maybe this is something that you should take up with your Dad.” he seemed a bit uncomfortable but that didn’t stop him from take a quick look at my chest.
“He’s biased. I’m asking you….you know as a man.”
“I really don’t think that this is an appropriate conversation for us to be having.” he looked around as if making sure that no one was near.
“You know I’ve seen you looking at me. Checking out my ass when I walk by, staring at my tits every chance you get. Last weekend when I wore that little white bikini I thought your eye were going to pop out of their sockets.” I slowly pushed my foot against his crotch and felt it start to swell. He began to say something but I stopped him. “Do you like my body Mr. Crawford?”
“Emily I think this is starting to go a little too far and ….” his voiced dropped silent when he watched me sliding my hands up my thighs and begin to push the bottom of my shirt up. He watched but he made no effort to stop me.
“I mean I know you like looking at my tits.” I literally moaned as I pushed the fabric of my tank top up over my young, firm tits. His cock was beginning to throb against my foot.
“Emily, you need to put your top back on and go home.” he said it but didn’t seem to believe his own words. I ignored them entirely.
“You ever wonder what my pussy looks like?” my hand softly caressed my inner thigh as it made it’s way to my panty covered mound. “MMMM my tight, young, virgin pussy.” I pushed my thong aside to show him my hairless slit and when his eyes caught sight I swear I thought he would pass out from loss of blood flow because his cock went from semi-hard to a full on hard-on. “Don’t I have a pretty little pussy? And it’s never been fucked. MMMM haven’t you ever thought what it would be like to fuck me? How hot would it be to slid our hard cock into my sweet young little cunt?” his hand was now holding my foot against his bulge. “You know, just because I’ve never actually had sex I have done other stuff.” his eyes kept going from my exposed tits to my now soaked panties.
“Like….like what?” his voice cracked a bit. It was kind of cute.
“Sucking cock. I love it and I’ve been told that I’m really, really good at it. Can I show you?”
“Emily you have no idea how tempted I am but this is wrong.” but his words fell on deaf ears and I was already down on my knees, my hand where my foot had just been. I had never been this aggressive and it was turning me on even more and despite his earlier protests he did nothing to try and stop me.
“MMMM wow Mr. Crawford, you have a nice cock.” I moaned as I pulled it free from his pants and held it in my hands. “Bigger than your son’s even.” saying those words reminded me that this wasn’t just some random guy I was about to blow but it was my boyfriends father and that made it even hotter to me. I watched him watching me as I let my tongue part my lips and lap at the pre-cum now drooling from his hard cock. “Can I suck it Mr. Crawford?”
“Emily, this is so fucking wrong but take your shirt off for me, I want to see those tits.” my top had slid back down and I was more than happy to do as I was told. “Fuck me if those aren’t perfect.” he said as I rubbed his throbbing erection against my 14 year old tits before taking it partially into my mouth. “Oh my god….ohh fuck.”
I was slow and deliberate as I stroked his meat with my lips. I would g about half-way down and then slowly pull back up all the while letting my tongue tease the underside of his shaft. When I would look up at him I would find that he was watching me intently, watching as his son’s u******e girlfriend was slowly but surely taking every hard, throbbing inch of him deeper and deeper into my mouth. Deeper and deeper. Inch after inch until I had his entire length in my mouth. I was deepthroating my boyfriend’s dad’s cock and I had never been hornier in my life. He groaned in approval as he watched the last remaining length of his manhood disappear between my lips.
“MMMM you like that Mr. Crawford?” I purred when I slowly pulled my lips up and off of his now spit soaked dick and smeared at against my lips.
“Suck me Emily. Suck my fucking dick!” he certainly wasn’t worried about right or wrong anymore as he guided my lips back down his shaft, slowly starting to fuck my mouth. I shoved my hand down into my panties and began to tease my virgin snatch.
“Ohhh fuck my mouth! Fuck my slutty mouth Mr. Crawford!” I pleaded. I had discovered that I liked it about two weeks before when Jake wanted me to go down on him and his friend Conner. They took turns on my mouth and I had never been that horny in my life up until now as Jake’s dad began to pump his cock between my lips. I thought about Jake up in his room playing that stupid game while his daddy was pushing his cock deeper and deeper down my throat.
Mr. Crawford was rougher then Jake and Conner had been with me and I found that I loved it. His hand grabbed my hair and while he pulled my head towards him he was thrusting into my throat. I could feel my tits bouncing and the beginning of saliva and probably pre-cum leaking from the corners of my lips as he drove in over and over. At one point I gagged and he pushed me off of him but I immediately grabbed for his slick cock and held it in my hand.
“You really are a great little cock sucker.” he slightly laughed as I pushed against him and let his spit soaked meat slip against my tits. “Oh fuck that’s good.” he moaned but made no attempt to either get back into my mouth or give me the right proper fucking I needed.
I moved over to the old couch that he kept out in the garage, sliding my skirt off completely and then sitting there, legs spread and completely naked except for the little lace thong I had bought specifically for what I intended to do. I teasingly ran my hand over my mound.
“Don’t you want to fuck me Mr. Crawford? MMMM finally feel what it’s like to be inside me. All those weeks of staring at my young body, getting hard for me, jerking off for me.” I doubt that he was even aware that his feet were moving as he made his way across the garage floor, cock leading the way and dripping pre-cum. Finally he was standing between my thighs. “MMMM come on Mr. Crawford, rip my little panties off and shove that fat fucking cock into my little virgin cunt.” his girth was laying against me and I could literally feel him throbbing.
“I want you inside me! Fuck me Mr. Crawford! Fuck my little virgin pussy!” I was delirious with sexual need and apparently my dirty talk was having the desired effect. My panties were pulled aside and I reached for his cock and pulled him towards my quivering sex. I had every intent to get laid but in my mind I guess I had envisioned Jake and I doing it in a soft, sensual way but as I lay there on that old couch with his daddy’s cock resting against my slit I just waned him to fuck me. Pound me. Use me like a little fuck toy. “Take me, take my little virgin pussy!” I screamed and then I screamed louder as I felt his swollen head start to penetrate me.
“Ohhhh fuck you are so fucking tight!” his hands had latched onto my firm tits as he fed his hardness into my virgin hole.
“You feel so big inside me! Oh my god yessss! Stretch my tiny little cunt with your big fucking dick!” I had tried to watch him go up inside me but the sensations shooting through my body made it impossible. Instead I closed my eyes hard and threw my head back in a silent scream when I felt his balls against my ass and I knew that he was fully inside me. I guess I thought it would be like some of the porn I had watched and he would just go at it but instead he held himself motionless inside me while I adjusted to his girth. After what felt like an eternity he started to finally slide back and then into me. Slow at first but building in intensity until he was rooting himself into me in long hard strokes.
“Play with your tits while I fuck you slut.” it was the first time anyone other than myself had called me a slut and I found that I loved it. His hands slid down to my waist and mine replaced his on my softly bouncing tits. I felt my panties being pulled tighter against me and then being ripped from my body. He grunted and drove into me even harder.
“Ohhh yes! Yes! Yes! Spread me open and fuck me! Fuck me like a whore!” he grabbed hold of my ankles and held my feet up and spread me wider and wider while he continued to slam into me.
“This what you wanted Emily? Your little slut hole fucked? Filthy little fucking jailbait whore!” he pushed my legs together and literally bent me in half with his cock driving into me harder and harder.
“Yes! Yes! Yes! Oh yesssss! I’m cumming! I’m cumming! I’m cumming!” I screamed as felt my orgasm explode throughout my entire body. He pushed into me and stayed motionless as my little hole constricted around him. When it finally passed I was like a rag doll as he positioned me so that I was bent over that dingy old couch. I could feel him behind me and when he pushed back up inside me I screamed again. There was no gentleness as he rammed into me with all his weight. “Yes! Yes! Yes! Pound my fucking pussy! Take me Mister! Take my little fuck hole!” I couldn’t see him but I imagined him with his eyes closed, concentrating on plowing into my once virgin cunt. “Use me! Use my fucking cunt to make you cum! Put me on my knees and fucking cum on my face!” he groaned and rammed harder than I thought possible. After a few more minutes I felt him slip from my hole.
“Get down. On your knees Emily!” I did as I was told while he stroked his own dick. I knelt there like I had before for several boys my own age but this was a man. A man who’s son I had been in this same for position before. I was almost mesmerized as I watched his mature cock start to erupt and I felt the first blast splash against my lips. The second spurt landed in my mouth as did the rest of his load. When he was finished he let go of his now twitching cock and I quickly took it into my mouth, tasting my own juices.
When I had finished my made up tale Mr. Ross was fully hard, a condition that did not go unnoticed.
“So he came in your mouth?”
“Yeah.”
“MMMM well that’s a damn shame.”
“Why?”
“Because I would have cum somewhere else. I would have cum right here.” his finger slid up and down my slit.
“MMMM in my little pussy?”
“Oh fuck yes I would have. And then sent you home to Daddy with your little cunt full of cum.” he pushed two fingers up into me.
“Oh fuck me Mister! Fuck my little virgin pussy!” I moaned as he fingered my wet cunt then slipped his thickness inside me and pounded me all the while I played the horny little f******n year old virgin for him.
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I awoke the next morning and for a brief moment forgot that Mitchell Ross still in my bed, sound asleep. I tried going back to sleep but it quickly became apparent to me that that was not an option especially when I peeked under the cover and caught sight of his huge cock. Even when totally soft his cock was impressive, so much so that I couldn’t believe that I had had it up my ass. I couldn’t resist reaching down and taking it in my hand and felt the weight of it. The notion of waking him up with a blow job crossed my mind but I was suddenly aware that I was starving. We had ordered a pizza but right afterwards we started fucking and I guess we didn’t hear the delivery guy and then completely forgot. I read a study once about how male lab mice would forgo food for sex and it seems that the human male species is no different…neither is the female species that used to be a male before being turned into female by a vengeful old woman. I showered the remains of Mr. Ross’ cum from my young body and ventured to the kitchen and began my morning ritual. I started a pot of coffee and slipped outside to get the newspaper. I didn’t even consider the fact that I was naked until I felt the cold morning air against my skin but thankfully my little talk with the paperboy finally got him to get it to the front door so I quickly grabbed the bundle of paper and headed back inside and that was when I noticed a note taped to the front door.
You ordered a pizza and I brought it. It was late and you were my last delivery of the night. I rang the bell and even knocked but you didn’t answer. I paid for that pizza out of my own money so that I could go home after bringing it to you. I’m out almost $30 now. Thanks. Assholes!
If ever there was an indication of my change in gender this was it. The old me, the male me, would have said “fuck him” and not thought twice but the female me felt bad and I made mental plans to fix this. I would call the pizza place later and find out who the driver was and reimburse him and throw in a healthy tip as well. That would satisfy my conscience but not my hunger.
As I contemplated food I wondered if I should cook breakfast for Mr. Ross. Is that the thing a girl should do when she has a man stay over? I had never really done it for women when I was still a man but I was starting to notice certain changes in my thinking and this was one of them. I decided to wait until he got up and see if he were hungry and in the meantime I made myself a cup of coffee and looked through the morning paper. I was bent over the table, just sipping my first cup and reading the style section (something else that I had never done before) when I felt hands on my waist and then the warmth of another body pressing up against my butt.
“Hey little girl, when is your Daddy going to be home?” he moaned into my ear.
“MMMM not for a long time.” I teased.
“MMMM damn you do have an amazing ass.” his voice was low and soft and his hands roamed from my hips, up my side and teased at my currently now hanging tits. “Such a young firm body.” I attempted to stand so as to face him but he prevented that. “Just stay like that and let me admire the view.” I relented and laid my arms out on the table as my pussy salivated with every word.
“Someone is up early.” I giggled, a giggle that turned into a moan when I felt his club-like cock lightly slapping against my hairless mound. “Oh, in more ways then one huh?” I reached down and took his massive cock into my hand and slowly stroked him while at the same time tried to put him back inside me.
“Damn, you‘re already wet! You are one horny little girl Emily.” he moaned as the head of his dick pushed hard against me but instead of penetrating me it slid along my slit and that glorious fat head rubbed against my clit.
“MMMM doesn’t your wife get wet like this for you in the morning?” I reached down and trapped his throbbing pole against me.
“Oh fuck no. Not in a long time, and never like this.” there was a slight tremble in his voice as if he needed to be inside me.
“Does she know that you were going to have this fat fucking prick deep inside a tight little teenage pussy last night?” I felt the pre-cum oozing from him which made me hand slippery enough for him to push until I felt him smashed up against my ass. I looked down at his dripping cock and with him between my thighs the way he was and with the sheer length of him it looked like I had a cock. I felt a moment of dread, for a split second I thought that maybe that old woman’s curse was wearing off and I was turning back into a man. Of course this was nonsense and I knew that but I was taken aback at how I was suddenly afraid of not being Emily. This fear retreated when he pulled back and this time lined his engorged head with my young cunt and pushed into me. “Oh god yes! Give it to me Mr. Ross! Give me that big fucking dick!” I screamed as he entered me in one hard, rough deep thrust.
“Oh fuck you are so fucking tight! You filthy little fucking whore!” he stammered as I felt my vaginal muscles constrict around him.
“Yeah come on, fuck me! Fuck me hard! Harder! Harder you big dick motherfucker! Use my slutty little girl cunt!” his hands dug into the flesh of my tits and he pounded into me harder with each word. “Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Right there! Right there! Fuck that little whore cunt! Oh fuck yes Mr. Ross make it hurt! Make my little pussy hurt!” one of his hands released it’s hold on my tit and he used it to push my head down hard against the table as he rammed into me. He jack hammered my little hole until the table began to creak and groan. I thought we were going to break it and maybe he had the same thought because he suddenly pulled out and spun me around to face him.
My first instinct was to get to my knees and wait for the cum shot but he had other plans. He pulled me to him and kissed me hard on the lips then roughly pulled back on my hair and gave my face a firm slap, not hard enough to hurt but just hard enough to make me feel like I would cum if he did it again. Instead he lifted me up and lowered me onto his immense cock and the weight of my own body caused him to go deeper than anyone has ever gone before. His hands once again latched onto my ass and he manhandled my young body up and down his length while he thrust up into me.
“I’m going to fucking ruin your little cunt Emily! Your tight, young little slut hole!” he stood there bouncing me up and down on his cock for what seemed like eternity and I came over and over again, causing a puddle of wetness on the kitchen floor. When his own orgasm neared his knees went weak and he damn near threw me from his cock and onto the floor. Watching it pulse and throb, knowing he was so close to cumming I slid my mouth around it and let him force it all down my throat again. I felt that same perverse pride in knowing that I could deep throat this man’s insanely large cock if even for only a few moments before I gagged and he was forced to pull out. His hands instantly began to fly furiously up and down his length as I awaited the cum that I so desperately wanted.
“Ohhh fuck yeah! Jerk that big motherfucking cock off for me baby, give it to me. Give me your load! Cum all over me Mister!” I didn’t expect much considering I had wrangled at least four loads from him last night so I was pleasantly surprised when the first stream erupted from him and splashed across my lips only to be quickly followed by another and then another unto there was only small droplets of yummy cream landing not only onto the floor but into the same puddle of my own juices.
“Ohhhhh you taste so fucking good.” I moaned as I lapped at his twitching head. He literally collapsed onto a nearby chair and watched me scoop his cum from my face and lick it from my fingers. “Look at this mess.” I pointed to our combined fluids on the floor and in a moment of kink bent down and licked it.
“Oh you are one sexy little girl Emily.” he smiled as I straddled him and kissed his lips. My pussy was sore but satisfied, at least for the moment, and Mr. Ross had to get showered and off to his meeting. I walked him to the door, him in his suit and me completely naked, and just like that he was gone. As he drove away I noticed that Sasha’s car wasn’t next door as had been lately and started to wonder about her and Megan. This led to me thinking about Sasha’s pussy, then about Megan’s cock, then about Megan’s cock in Sasha’s pussy and then about Megan’s cock in my pussy and Sasha’s strap-on up my ass. I touched myself and the soreness of my poor little cunt became evident. I need a long hot soak and I still haven’t had anything to eat….well except cum.
“Yeah. Why?”
“You certainly don’t fuck like an 18 year old.”
“Had that cock in a lot of 18 year old pussy?”
“A few.” he laughed. “And I have never had one that fucks as good as you.” I felt a beam of pride at knowing that I was a good lay. “When was your first time?”
“My first time?” this was something that I had yet to even think about. I mean I really couldn’t tell him that my first time was just a couple weeks ago and I most certainly couldn’t tell him that his was the first real cock I had ever had. “I’m starving. Let me order us some food and then I’ll tell you all about it.”
My mind instantly began to concoct a plausible tale of my “first time” and I was lost in thought to the point that I had trouble concentrating on the food order I was placing with the restaurant. I had to correct myself three time and when the girl on the other end of the line asked my address I went stone cold blank for a few seconds. I even considered asking her about the first time she had sex but rational thinking finally took control and I scrapped that idea.
“OK, they said it’ll be here in about an hour.” I announced as i walked back into the bed room and my eyes locked onto Mr. Ross’ cock as it lay on his thigh.
“Great, so you have time to tell me.”
“OK, well do you want to hear about how I lost my virginity or the first time I had sex? I mean I kind of accidentally popped my own cherry one night when I was about thirteen and I got a little carried away with the handle of a hairbrush.”
“Tell me about the first time that you had sex. How old were you?” his hand slid up and down my upper thigh.
“Oh it was about a month after my f******nth birthday.”
“Oh really? Who was it? Some little teenage boyfriend?” I guess I cold have just said yes but the slutty girl in me wanted to make it, well, slutty I suppose.
“No, actually it was his Dad.” the words leapt from my mouth even though I had no idea as to why.
“Oh shit really? Tell me more, fuck that, tell me everything!” I noticed that his cock was slowly getting hard again.
Even before I started to speak I got the sudden thought into my head that if this were a movie or T.V. show this is where the screen would get all fuzzy for a moment to let the audience know that what they were about to see was a flashback.
I had been dating Jake for almost 2 months and we had fooled around a bit. Mostly it was me going down on him until he blew into my mouth. He said that he wanted to fuck me but it seemed like every time it was going to happen I would go down on him, he would cum and that would be that. So one day I went over there intent on getting his cock inside me. I done myself up in a short little white skirt and a tight black tank top that really show cased my growing tits. I had even bought special panties for the occasion. I looked hot, not too slutty but slutty enough. I passed by his dad, Mr. Crawford, on my way in and as usual he was checking me out. It had become common place for him to sneak a little look at my ass when I walked by him or at my tits when I wore something like I was at the moment. I didn’t mind, in fact I think someplace deep down I loved the attention even from an older guy. I waved and smiled as I made my way past him while he was out in the garage.
I swear I could already feel myself getting wet while I climbed the stairs to Jake’s room and when I got to the door I took a second to gather myself before walking in. when the door creaked open there he was, sitting on the floor with empty energy drink cans littered around him and wearing that stupid headset he used when playing one of his dumb video games. He was mid-sentence with someone and looked up at me and then right back to his game like I wasn’t even there.
I never would have thought in a million years that a 16 year old boy would rather give his attention to a game when there was a wet, willing teenage girl in his room but that is exactly the situation that I found myself in. I started to coyly flirt with him which received no acknowledgment at all. I moved so that I was sitting on his bed with my legs opened wide and his head resting not inches from my never been fucked little cunt but he seemed oblivious. Finally I dropped all pretense and slid my hand down his chest and began to message his cock through his pants. “I want you to fuck me.” I moaned into his ear and that got a response, just not the one I was expecting.
“Babe, I’m kind of in the middle of something here.” his eyes remained locked on that damn game and his hands never left the controller.
“But I’m wet….” I purred.
He moved his hand over the microphone of his headset and without breaking visual contact with the screen said “You can blow me while I play.” needless to say I was pissed. I almost jumped from his bed and made a bee line for the door.
“Why don’t you blow yourself. Asshole.” and slammed the door harder then I intended. I almost shed a tear as I went down the stairs but I refused to let myself cry. I was hurt, pissed and still really fucking horny. I guess all these emotions were written on my face as I passed by Mr. Crawford on my way out of the yard because he called me back.
“Emily, you OK?”
“Your son is a fucking jerk.” I spat.
“What did he do?” Trevor Crawford sighed and invited me into the garage. He offered me a bottle of water and listened as I recounted, I left out the sex part and just made it out as if Jake was ignoring me.
Something happened while I was talking to Mr. Crawford. I started to imagine him naked. Did he have a big cock or was he hung like his son? I wondered what his cum tasted like and if he could go longer than a couple minutes.
“Mr. Crawford, can I ask you something?” I hopped up onto a bar stool and made sure that he could get a look up my skirt if he so desired. “Am I sexy?”
“You are a very pretty girl Emily.”
“No I get that….but am I, you know, sexy?”
“Um, maybe this is something that you should take up with your Dad.” he seemed a bit uncomfortable but that didn’t stop him from take a quick look at my chest.
“He’s biased. I’m asking you….you know as a man.”
“I really don’t think that this is an appropriate conversation for us to be having.” he looked around as if making sure that no one was near.
“You know I’ve seen you looking at me. Checking out my ass when I walk by, staring at my tits every chance you get. Last weekend when I wore that little white bikini I thought your eye were going to pop out of their sockets.” I slowly pushed my foot against his crotch and felt it start to swell. He began to say something but I stopped him. “Do you like my body Mr. Crawford?”
“Emily I think this is starting to go a little too far and ….” his voiced dropped silent when he watched me sliding my hands up my thighs and begin to push the bottom of my shirt up. He watched but he made no effort to stop me.
“I mean I know you like looking at my tits.” I literally moaned as I pushed the fabric of my tank top up over my young, firm tits. His cock was beginning to throb against my foot.
“Emily, you need to put your top back on and go home.” he said it but didn’t seem to believe his own words. I ignored them entirely.
“You ever wonder what my pussy looks like?” my hand softly caressed my inner thigh as it made it’s way to my panty covered mound. “MMMM my tight, young, virgin pussy.” I pushed my thong aside to show him my hairless slit and when his eyes caught sight I swear I thought he would pass out from loss of blood flow because his cock went from semi-hard to a full on hard-on. “Don’t I have a pretty little pussy? And it’s never been fucked. MMMM haven’t you ever thought what it would be like to fuck me? How hot would it be to slid our hard cock into my sweet young little cunt?” his hand was now holding my foot against his bulge. “You know, just because I’ve never actually had sex I have done other stuff.” his eyes kept going from my exposed tits to my now soaked panties.
“Like….like what?” his voice cracked a bit. It was kind of cute.
“Sucking cock. I love it and I’ve been told that I’m really, really good at it. Can I show you?”
“Emily you have no idea how tempted I am but this is wrong.” but his words fell on deaf ears and I was already down on my knees, my hand where my foot had just been. I had never been this aggressive and it was turning me on even more and despite his earlier protests he did nothing to try and stop me.
“MMMM wow Mr. Crawford, you have a nice cock.” I moaned as I pulled it free from his pants and held it in my hands. “Bigger than your son’s even.” saying those words reminded me that this wasn’t just some random guy I was about to blow but it was my boyfriends father and that made it even hotter to me. I watched him watching me as I let my tongue part my lips and lap at the pre-cum now drooling from his hard cock. “Can I suck it Mr. Crawford?”
“Emily, this is so fucking wrong but take your shirt off for me, I want to see those tits.” my top had slid back down and I was more than happy to do as I was told. “Fuck me if those aren’t perfect.” he said as I rubbed his throbbing erection against my 14 year old tits before taking it partially into my mouth. “Oh my god….ohh fuck.”
I was slow and deliberate as I stroked his meat with my lips. I would g about half-way down and then slowly pull back up all the while letting my tongue tease the underside of his shaft. When I would look up at him I would find that he was watching me intently, watching as his son’s u******e girlfriend was slowly but surely taking every hard, throbbing inch of him deeper and deeper into my mouth. Deeper and deeper. Inch after inch until I had his entire length in my mouth. I was deepthroating my boyfriend’s dad’s cock and I had never been hornier in my life. He groaned in approval as he watched the last remaining length of his manhood disappear between my lips.
“MMMM you like that Mr. Crawford?” I purred when I slowly pulled my lips up and off of his now spit soaked dick and smeared at against my lips.
“Suck me Emily. Suck my fucking dick!” he certainly wasn’t worried about right or wrong anymore as he guided my lips back down his shaft, slowly starting to fuck my mouth. I shoved my hand down into my panties and began to tease my virgin snatch.
“Ohhh fuck my mouth! Fuck my slutty mouth Mr. Crawford!” I pleaded. I had discovered that I liked it about two weeks before when Jake wanted me to go down on him and his friend Conner. They took turns on my mouth and I had never been that horny in my life up until now as Jake’s dad began to pump his cock between my lips. I thought about Jake up in his room playing that stupid game while his daddy was pushing his cock deeper and deeper down my throat.
Mr. Crawford was rougher then Jake and Conner had been with me and I found that I loved it. His hand grabbed my hair and while he pulled my head towards him he was thrusting into my throat. I could feel my tits bouncing and the beginning of saliva and probably pre-cum leaking from the corners of my lips as he drove in over and over. At one point I gagged and he pushed me off of him but I immediately grabbed for his slick cock and held it in my hand.
“You really are a great little cock sucker.” he slightly laughed as I pushed against him and let his spit soaked meat slip against my tits. “Oh fuck that’s good.” he moaned but made no attempt to either get back into my mouth or give me the right proper fucking I needed.
I moved over to the old couch that he kept out in the garage, sliding my skirt off completely and then sitting there, legs spread and completely naked except for the little lace thong I had bought specifically for what I intended to do. I teasingly ran my hand over my mound.
“Don’t you want to fuck me Mr. Crawford? MMMM finally feel what it’s like to be inside me. All those weeks of staring at my young body, getting hard for me, jerking off for me.” I doubt that he was even aware that his feet were moving as he made his way across the garage floor, cock leading the way and dripping pre-cum. Finally he was standing between my thighs. “MMMM come on Mr. Crawford, rip my little panties off and shove that fat fucking cock into my little virgin cunt.” his girth was laying against me and I could literally feel him throbbing.
“I want you inside me! Fuck me Mr. Crawford! Fuck my little virgin pussy!” I was delirious with sexual need and apparently my dirty talk was having the desired effect. My panties were pulled aside and I reached for his cock and pulled him towards my quivering sex. I had every intent to get laid but in my mind I guess I had envisioned Jake and I doing it in a soft, sensual way but as I lay there on that old couch with his daddy’s cock resting against my slit I just waned him to fuck me. Pound me. Use me like a little fuck toy. “Take me, take my little virgin pussy!” I screamed and then I screamed louder as I felt his swollen head start to penetrate me.
“Ohhhh fuck you are so fucking tight!” his hands had latched onto my firm tits as he fed his hardness into my virgin hole.
“You feel so big inside me! Oh my god yessss! Stretch my tiny little cunt with your big fucking dick!” I had tried to watch him go up inside me but the sensations shooting through my body made it impossible. Instead I closed my eyes hard and threw my head back in a silent scream when I felt his balls against my ass and I knew that he was fully inside me. I guess I thought it would be like some of the porn I had watched and he would just go at it but instead he held himself motionless inside me while I adjusted to his girth. After what felt like an eternity he started to finally slide back and then into me. Slow at first but building in intensity until he was rooting himself into me in long hard strokes.
“Play with your tits while I fuck you slut.” it was the first time anyone other than myself had called me a slut and I found that I loved it. His hands slid down to my waist and mine replaced his on my softly bouncing tits. I felt my panties being pulled tighter against me and then being ripped from my body. He grunted and drove into me even harder.
“Ohhh yes! Yes! Yes! Spread me open and fuck me! Fuck me like a whore!” he grabbed hold of my ankles and held my feet up and spread me wider and wider while he continued to slam into me.
“This what you wanted Emily? Your little slut hole fucked? Filthy little fucking jailbait whore!” he pushed my legs together and literally bent me in half with his cock driving into me harder and harder.
“Yes! Yes! Yes! Oh yesssss! I’m cumming! I’m cumming! I’m cumming!” I screamed as felt my orgasm explode throughout my entire body. He pushed into me and stayed motionless as my little hole constricted around him. When it finally passed I was like a rag doll as he positioned me so that I was bent over that dingy old couch. I could feel him behind me and when he pushed back up inside me I screamed again. There was no gentleness as he rammed into me with all his weight. “Yes! Yes! Yes! Pound my fucking pussy! Take me Mister! Take my little fuck hole!” I couldn’t see him but I imagined him with his eyes closed, concentrating on plowing into my once virgin cunt. “Use me! Use my fucking cunt to make you cum! Put me on my knees and fucking cum on my face!” he groaned and rammed harder than I thought possible. After a few more minutes I felt him slip from my hole.
“Get down. On your knees Emily!” I did as I was told while he stroked his own dick. I knelt there like I had before for several boys my own age but this was a man. A man who’s son I had been in this same for position before. I was almost mesmerized as I watched his mature cock start to erupt and I felt the first blast splash against my lips. The second spurt landed in my mouth as did the rest of his load. When he was finished he let go of his now twitching cock and I quickly took it into my mouth, tasting my own juices.
When I had finished my made up tale Mr. Ross was fully hard, a condition that did not go unnoticed.
“So he came in your mouth?”
“Yeah.”
“MMMM well that’s a damn shame.”
“Why?”
“Because I would have cum somewhere else. I would have cum right here.” his finger slid up and down my slit.
“MMMM in my little pussy?”
“Oh fuck yes I would have. And then sent you home to Daddy with your little cunt full of cum.” he pushed two fingers up into me.
“Oh fuck me Mister! Fuck my little virgin pussy!” I moaned as he fingered my wet cunt then slipped his thickness inside me and pounded me all the while I played the horny little f******n year old virgin for him.
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I awoke the next morning and for a brief moment forgot that Mitchell Ross still in my bed, sound asleep. I tried going back to sleep but it quickly became apparent to me that that was not an option especially when I peeked under the cover and caught sight of his huge cock. Even when totally soft his cock was impressive, so much so that I couldn’t believe that I had had it up my ass. I couldn’t resist reaching down and taking it in my hand and felt the weight of it. The notion of waking him up with a blow job crossed my mind but I was suddenly aware that I was starving. We had ordered a pizza but right afterwards we started fucking and I guess we didn’t hear the delivery guy and then completely forgot. I read a study once about how male lab mice would forgo food for sex and it seems that the human male species is no different…neither is the female species that used to be a male before being turned into female by a vengeful old woman. I showered the remains of Mr. Ross’ cum from my young body and ventured to the kitchen and began my morning ritual. I started a pot of coffee and slipped outside to get the newspaper. I didn’t even consider the fact that I was naked until I felt the cold morning air against my skin but thankfully my little talk with the paperboy finally got him to get it to the front door so I quickly grabbed the bundle of paper and headed back inside and that was when I noticed a note taped to the front door.
You ordered a pizza and I brought it. It was late and you were my last delivery of the night. I rang the bell and even knocked but you didn’t answer. I paid for that pizza out of my own money so that I could go home after bringing it to you. I’m out almost $30 now. Thanks. Assholes!
If ever there was an indication of my change in gender this was it. The old me, the male me, would have said “fuck him” and not thought twice but the female me felt bad and I made mental plans to fix this. I would call the pizza place later and find out who the driver was and reimburse him and throw in a healthy tip as well. That would satisfy my conscience but not my hunger.
As I contemplated food I wondered if I should cook breakfast for Mr. Ross. Is that the thing a girl should do when she has a man stay over? I had never really done it for women when I was still a man but I was starting to notice certain changes in my thinking and this was one of them. I decided to wait until he got up and see if he were hungry and in the meantime I made myself a cup of coffee and looked through the morning paper. I was bent over the table, just sipping my first cup and reading the style section (something else that I had never done before) when I felt hands on my waist and then the warmth of another body pressing up against my butt.
“Hey little girl, when is your Daddy going to be home?” he moaned into my ear.
“MMMM not for a long time.” I teased.
“MMMM damn you do have an amazing ass.” his voice was low and soft and his hands roamed from my hips, up my side and teased at my currently now hanging tits. “Such a young firm body.” I attempted to stand so as to face him but he prevented that. “Just stay like that and let me admire the view.” I relented and laid my arms out on the table as my pussy salivated with every word.
“Someone is up early.” I giggled, a giggle that turned into a moan when I felt his club-like cock lightly slapping against my hairless mound. “Oh, in more ways then one huh?” I reached down and took his massive cock into my hand and slowly stroked him while at the same time tried to put him back inside me.
“Damn, you‘re already wet! You are one horny little girl Emily.” he moaned as the head of his dick pushed hard against me but instead of penetrating me it slid along my slit and that glorious fat head rubbed against my clit.
“MMMM doesn’t your wife get wet like this for you in the morning?” I reached down and trapped his throbbing pole against me.
“Oh fuck no. Not in a long time, and never like this.” there was a slight tremble in his voice as if he needed to be inside me.
“Does she know that you were going to have this fat fucking prick deep inside a tight little teenage pussy last night?” I felt the pre-cum oozing from him which made me hand slippery enough for him to push until I felt him smashed up against my ass. I looked down at his dripping cock and with him between my thighs the way he was and with the sheer length of him it looked like I had a cock. I felt a moment of dread, for a split second I thought that maybe that old woman’s curse was wearing off and I was turning back into a man. Of course this was nonsense and I knew that but I was taken aback at how I was suddenly afraid of not being Emily. This fear retreated when he pulled back and this time lined his engorged head with my young cunt and pushed into me. “Oh god yes! Give it to me Mr. Ross! Give me that big fucking dick!” I screamed as he entered me in one hard, rough deep thrust.
“Oh fuck you are so fucking tight! You filthy little fucking whore!” he stammered as I felt my vaginal muscles constrict around him.
“Yeah come on, fuck me! Fuck me hard! Harder! Harder you big dick motherfucker! Use my slutty little girl cunt!” his hands dug into the flesh of my tits and he pounded into me harder with each word. “Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Right there! Right there! Fuck that little whore cunt! Oh fuck yes Mr. Ross make it hurt! Make my little pussy hurt!” one of his hands released it’s hold on my tit and he used it to push my head down hard against the table as he rammed into me. He jack hammered my little hole until the table began to creak and groan. I thought we were going to break it and maybe he had the same thought because he suddenly pulled out and spun me around to face him.
My first instinct was to get to my knees and wait for the cum shot but he had other plans. He pulled me to him and kissed me hard on the lips then roughly pulled back on my hair and gave my face a firm slap, not hard enough to hurt but just hard enough to make me feel like I would cum if he did it again. Instead he lifted me up and lowered me onto his immense cock and the weight of my own body caused him to go deeper than anyone has ever gone before. His hands once again latched onto my ass and he manhandled my young body up and down his length while he thrust up into me.
“I’m going to fucking ruin your little cunt Emily! Your tight, young little slut hole!” he stood there bouncing me up and down on his cock for what seemed like eternity and I came over and over again, causing a puddle of wetness on the kitchen floor. When his own orgasm neared his knees went weak and he damn near threw me from his cock and onto the floor. Watching it pulse and throb, knowing he was so close to cumming I slid my mouth around it and let him force it all down my throat again. I felt that same perverse pride in knowing that I could deep throat this man’s insanely large cock if even for only a few moments before I gagged and he was forced to pull out. His hands instantly began to fly furiously up and down his length as I awaited the cum that I so desperately wanted.
“Ohhh fuck yeah! Jerk that big motherfucking cock off for me baby, give it to me. Give me your load! Cum all over me Mister!” I didn’t expect much considering I had wrangled at least four loads from him last night so I was pleasantly surprised when the first stream erupted from him and splashed across my lips only to be quickly followed by another and then another unto there was only small droplets of yummy cream landing not only onto the floor but into the same puddle of my own juices.
“Ohhhhh you taste so fucking good.” I moaned as I lapped at his twitching head. He literally collapsed onto a nearby chair and watched me scoop his cum from my face and lick it from my fingers. “Look at this mess.” I pointed to our combined fluids on the floor and in a moment of kink bent down and licked it.
“Oh you are one sexy little girl Emily.” he smiled as I straddled him and kissed his lips. My pussy was sore but satisfied, at least for the moment, and Mr. Ross had to get showered and off to his meeting. I walked him to the door, him in his suit and me completely naked, and just like that he was gone. As he drove away I noticed that Sasha’s car wasn’t next door as had been lately and started to wonder about her and Megan. This led to me thinking about Sasha’s pussy, then about Megan’s cock, then about Megan’s cock in Sasha’s pussy and then about Megan’s cock in my pussy and Sasha’s strap-on up my ass. I touched myself and the soreness of my poor little cunt became evident. I need a long hot soak and I still haven’t had anything to eat….well except cum.
Vera
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