"Uh-humh. But he did something funny to her first. He put his head right down between her legs and licked her… what he called her 'cunt'. He licked right inside… where you rub me, you know."
"Yeah." Gilbert got his fingertip into Betty's vulva. "Right there." He tickled her clit, "Umm… yes. He kissed there, with his tongue!"
"I guess she liked it, hmm?"
"She moaned a lot. And she didn't really want me to see, but he was paying, so she let me. His pee-pee got awfully big and hard and I touched it when she wasn't looking. He liked that." Betty giggled and squirmed as Gilbert hooked his finger deep into her vagina. "Umm, rub me more."
"Rub me!"
Betty started to open his pants. When she unzipped him she saw he hadn't worn underwear. She asked why not. Gilbert pushed his pants down to his knees. He told her it was to make sex easier.
His cock flopped stiffly on his hip, jerking with the pound of blood as it grew longer and longer. It crept sideways, angling up onto his belly.
Betty watched it. "I never saw it all like this, all naked. It's awfully big." Her hazel eyes were wide. She touched his scrotum. She poked a finger at his testicles. One of them stirred. She giggled.
Gilbert asked, "Think you can get ail this inside you for the extra dollar?"
"Mommy gets twenty for doing it."
"But you're not a grown woman yet, you're just learning, so you have to ask less."
"I guess so… but that man would have paid me twenty dollars. He said so."
"We made a deal, Betty!" His voice carried an edge of imminent rage.
She heard it. "I know it. Okay." To placate him she began playing with his hard-on. Her hand seemed very small on his cock.
He urged her to sit on his lap, sideways, with his cock sticking up between her legs. He got a gut-tightening kick from that sight: his length reached up two or three inches above the top of her thighs. The head throbbed gently just below her belly button.
His throat tightened at the thought of getting up in her that far. He moved his hand up under her dress to her breasts. "Did you like it when the man played with these?"
"A little bit. He was kinda rough, though. He squeezed too hard."
Gilbert fondled her gently. "Did your mother have an orgasm from the man's licking and kissing her cunt?"
"I think so. She acted like it. Then she sat on him and fucked him."
"How about you sitting on me now?"
"Rub me down there some more. Make me feel funny inside. Then I will."
Gilbert slid his left hand down between her legs. He had to shift her away from his cock a bit, to have room. He found her vulva slippery and hot. Her clit was a tiny, firm button. He rubbed it fast and with light pressure.
Betty wriggled her naked buttocks on his bare leg and put her arms around his neck. "Feels good!" He kept it up, kissed her on the mouth and darted his tongue between her warm, open lips. She was eager for it.
His cock jerked against the back of his hand as he diddled her. His erection was almost painful.
In a moment Betty was writhing against his hand and was pushing her tongue into his mouth, playing sweet games.
Gilbert got so hot he couldn't get enough air. He pressed his face against her neck and hair. He filled his starved lungs. He flicked his fingertip faster and faster on her wet clitoris. His other hand caressed her back under her dress.
Betty was breathing quickly, her arms tightened around his neck. He detected the telltale pleasure-tension of an approaching climax.
He plunged two fingers into her vagina. She opened her thighs. He bunched three fingers and pushed them halfway into her. She was wet and dilated. Ready for his cock.
He whispered, "Now, honey. Straddle – facing me this time – and we'll get it all in this time."
She was breathing hoarsely, mouth open. Her child's face was flushed with arousal. Her eyes were dull, unfocused.
She did as he said. Her wet slit touched the head of his cock and easily spread open for it. She willingly pressed down and took the head and half the shaft into herself with a gasping, squirming move.
"That's it, Betty. It's easier this time, isn't it?" His cock was lodged in her cunt now, being forced up into her tight, virginal channel. He was gasping with excitement. He watched her face as more and more cock entered her and the head penetrated further and further up into her belly.
Her face seemed to slowly wrinkle as she frowned, clenched her eyes shut, tightened her mouth and drew her chin down to her chest. High pitched, pained "Ummm's" sounded in her throat.
Gilbert was gasping raggedly. He was near to coming just from the slow, exquisitely hot, tight entry.
He whispered, "Just a little bit more, honey. You can do it. You can do it. Then you'll be a real woman, all grown-up."
The head of his cock was like a sensitive probe. It was an incredible distance into her. She had all but an inch of cock sticking into her.
Betty rose and fell on the big club that was bludgeoning in her belly. She pressed lower and lower… and finally… finally… the wet, distended lips of her vulva touched his thatch of pubic hair, and then crushed down hard as she shuddered with the full engorgement.
Gilbert was almost delirious with lust. His cock felt like it was in the grip of a scalding, juicy throat! "Beautiful, honey. You did it! Don't cry. It hurts the first time, but – Now fuck it, Betty. Fuck my big cock! Up and down… up and down." He got his hands under her buttocks and lifted and let her weight carry her down onto his rigid meat.
He groaned at that first long stroke. "Jesus…" He gripped her ass and lifted again. He shifted one hand to her waist and dug in his fingers to urge her down onto the long white pole that would dig up into her guts.
Betty whimpered, "I want to get off!"
"Not yet – God, not yet!" He lifted her and pulled her down again. The stroke of her cunt around his cock was a golden caress, too sharp and powerful to be described. His cock jerked in her and he couldn't stop the coming, the mind-shattering eruption, the burning-sweet spurting that followed. Gilbert frantically lifted her and pulled her down – twice more, three times – his heart shaking him, his arms bulging, his breath a storm in his lungs and throat. He was blind to everything but the sensations of lust.
Then it was over and his arms dropped away. He laid his head on the seatback and sucked air.
Betty gingerly raised up off him. She dribbled semen from her gaping vulva. She fumbled in his pants pockets and found a handkerchief. She wiped herself tenderly. Tears were drying on her cheeks.
Gilbert watched with disinterested eyes. "Wipe me, too, honey."
"I want my money."
He pulled out his wallet and gave her three one-dollar bills. He pulled up his pants as she pulled up her panties.
He put a hand on her thigh. "How about tomorrow?"
"I hurt inside. I don't want to do it again for a while."
"You can jack me off. Give you a big box of candy bars."
She made a face. "I want… I want five dollars."
"Listen, honey, it isn't worth five bucks, even if I had it."
"And you can't stick your big pee-pee up in me again unless you give me twenty dollars."
Gilbert laughed. "Like mother, like daughter."
"I mean it."
"Okay, so you mean it. But I can't afford you anymore, honey. I don't have that kind of money to throw away on cunt. Even your nice tight one."
"Then I won't come in here to your car anymore. I really mean it."
"I believe you." He zipped up and got out of the back seat. He left the garage.
Gilbert saw her in a lot of new dresses after that. Then the family moved away. He never saw her again, but the landlady told him, before the move, of the increasing numbers of men visitors to the house next door late at night. Well-dressed men.
He consoled himself with the knowledge that he had had Betty first… at a bargain rate.