Debby finished her bath and went to bed, but after a few hours she woke up suddenly. She'd been having a very strange dream. In the dream Hal was rubbing her body again, but this time without soap. They were on a bed, and he was making her feel so good. She wanted him to do more of it, to put his hand between her legs again, but just as he was about to, she woke up.
She sat up in bed, blinking. Her crotch seemed fiery hot and itchy. She was very wet down there, too. She ached to be stroked as Hal had done to her in the bathtub. Having watched her parents through the keyhole, she had learned some words for her dilemma, acquired a small vocabulary of sex. She was horny. She wanted to cum.
She sighed and lay back in bed, running her hands over her silky slim body. It was too hot for a nightgown. She slid her hand over the plump pout of her little hairless mons, wriggled a finger inside the steamy lips, and touched the hard button of her clit.
She began to rub it. "Ummm," she murmured.
She'd made herself cum this way once, when she was spying on Hal and Brenda. It might be a good idea to do it again and relieve her horniness. Then she could go back to sleep.
Debby rubbed briskly and steadily over the moist lump of her little clit, but it wasn't nearly as much fun as when Hal did it. He knew some really fun tricks. She remembered, with a horny sigh, how he'd wriggled his finger up her little tight asshole and what a turn-on that had been. He had a special way of rubbing her clit, too, that was much better than her own inexperienced technique.
Sighing with longing and frustration, Debby got out of bed. She would check on Hal, see if she could persuade him to bring her off again. She ached for it.
There was a connecting bathroom between her room and the master bedroom. Debby went in and silently opened the door. She saw Hal lying in the middle of the huge bed, on his back. He'd gone to sleep with the light on. He was naked.
Debby couldn't resist the opportunity to observe him unhindered. She could get a really good long look at his mysterious male body. She tiptoed over to the side of the bed and gawked at him. As before, when she looked through the keyhole, he seemed incredibly hairy to her. There was that thick mat of curls on his broad chest, a curly line running from chest to crotch, and then that big bush of grey and black all around his cock.
This time, though, she wasn't turned off by it. It seemed highly masculine to her, exciting, to be so hairy. It wasn't her main concern anyway. Her wide green eyes quickly shifted to the thing that attracted her most, the limp rosy worm of his cock.
Even when it was small like that, it seemed huge to the inexperienced girl. She bent closer for a better look. His cock lay drowsily on his belly, wrinkled and fat and curled. Below it sagged his large testicles, also wrinkled and dull rose. Debby couldn't decide if the whole thing was ugly or exciting – maybe both.
In any case, looking was no longer enough. She had a powerful desire to touch him, to find out just how a cock felt. Her little pussy was achingly horny, spurring her on to do crazy things. Maybe if she played with him, got him excited – like Brenda did – he'd play with her…
As carefully and quietly as she could, Debby climbed onto the bed and crawled between Hal's hairy outstretched legs. He murmured something in his sleep but didn't wake up. She crawled closer, till her knees were almost touching his balls. She could feel their radiating warmth.
Slowly she stretched her little hand out towards his cock. She prayed he wouldn't wake up right away. She wanted a moment to explore. She laid her hand softly on his prick. It felt very warm, and she could feel it throbbing against her palm. She rubbed it very gently, and she found that she liked the loose silky texture of the skin.
Again Hal mumbled something but remained asleep. Debby breathed a sigh of relief. She curled her little short fingers around his limp, fat cock – she could barely get her fingers around it. She liked holding the warm doughy thing in her fist. She began to pump it like she'd seen Brenda doing. It felt funny but nice.
Hal had been deeply asleep, and when he first felt someone touching his cock, he didn't open his eyes. It took him a minute to get oriented, to remember where he was and what day it was. He smiled as he got it all into place. He'd been waiting for Brenda and had fallen asleep. She'd come home, and the sexy imp was playing with his cock, trying to wake him up for some fun and games.
He was more than ready. He'd gotten powerfully horny while playing with Debby in the bathroom. He decided to tease Brenda a little first, though. He'd pretend not to wake up, just let her go on fooling with his prick. When she got him hard, he'd have a nice surprise for her…
He lay back with his eyes closed, murmuring occasionally, faking deep sleep. Her little hand was tight and hot around his limp prick, pumping it almost daintily. He decided not to "wake up" for that amateurish stuff. He wanted more action…
Debby was pleased when Hal didn't wake up right away. She was having fun, touching a cock for the first time. She began to note details, like the thick dull blue veins of his shaft and the dark slitted mouth on the big knobby head of his prick. She still couldn't understand how Brenda could take such a big thing inside her body, but she knew her mother had enjoyed it enormously.
If it was that much fun, Debby wanted to try it, too.
She understood that Hal's cock had to be hard before it could go into her. This limp floppy thing wouldn't go anywhere. The question was, how to make it hard? Then she remembered what Brenda had done. She recalled her mother getting on her knees in front of Hal, picking up his cock, licking it. Hal had gotten hard fast when Brenda did that.
Debby decided to try it, too. She bent low over his curly crotch and stuck out her tiny pink, wet tongue. She placed the tip lightly on the knobby purple head of his dick, not really sure she was going to enjoy this game. She licked timidly.
He tasted nice, kind of salty. Debby began to lick with more enthusiasm. She tickled her little tongue eagerly up and down the limp warm shaft of his cock, then around and around the fat purple head. Again Hal murmured in his sleep…
That was better, he thought. She couldn't expect him to get aroused if she just pumped his cock with her fist. Brenda knew better than that. Already, after only a few days of marriage, she knew what turned him on. She knew he loved to have his cock licked.
What he liked even better was to get blown, but he'd sensed Brenda's reluctance on that point. He'd asked her about it, and she'd said she'd never done it. He would wait awhile on that. He wanted her to do it, but he'd wait till the right moment.
Meanwhile her wet slick little tongue tickled deliciously all over the soft sensitive surface of his meat. He was enjoying it enormously. After a moment she went exploring, running her velvety tongue down onto his balls, tickling and lapping and lashing them. That felt nice, too.
When her juicy little tongue skidded swiftly up his cock again and circled the sensitive glans, digging into the hole, he got very definitely interested-so interested that he got hard. He felt his prick twitch, then lengthen and fatten…
Debby drew back in surprise. She'd been carried away licking him, exploring his cock and balls with her tongue, and had forgotten that her aim was to get him hard. When it happened, she watched in astonishment. His limp cock twitched, pushing against her tongue, and then began to rise up, pointing at the ceiling. It grew hugely thick and taut and swollen. The veins stood out.
As Debby watched, wide-eyed, a big bubble of juice came from the slit mouth of his glans and dribbled down his swollen shaft. Acting on impulse, she bent down again and licked it up. It tasted nice. She looked at his glans hole again, waiting for more juice, and when the next bubble appeared, she dug her little pink tongue tip into the hole and lapped up the bright droplet before it could run off.