Julie laughed softly. "I think you're probably right, Mark." Her thighs parted giving him access to her cunt. It was normal for them to play and fondle and fool around after he had discharged. Julie knew it would require a while for his cock to stand up again, and she allowed him total freedom of her body during the time she waited. She had knowledge of the voyeuristic thrills many people had, and exploited herself to give them this extra charge. She willingly assumed any position the thirteen-year-old boy wanted her in, knowing he was creating his real-life dream of her.
But she was steaming, had been since he had come off so swiftly. Shoving his hands away from her pussy, she pressed him to his back and sat up on her heels at his side.
"You should be hard by now, Mark," she said, looking at his semi-hard cock. "It hasn't taken you so long before."
He peered at his prick, a slight frown on his beardless face. "Maybe that son of a bitch won't work anymore."
Julie took his cock in her hand. "Want to bet?"
She lowered her face, hovered above his prick as she held it up by two fingers. "I can make any cock hard."
She proceeded to prove it.
Holding his cock at the base, she sneaked her moist tongue out, flicking it over the smooth head. The boy watched, eyes wide. Julie licked her tongue about the head, down each side until his prick glistened wetly. She lifted her face and looked at his prick. It still wiggled like rubber in her fingers.
"Hmmmm," she frowned. "Guess there's only one thing to do."
She opened her mouth and gobbled down his half limp prick. Mark groaned as the hot wetness of her mouth closed about his cock. Julie sucked inward until the full length was in her mouth, a task that was easily enough accomplished since he wasn't fully hard yet. Her lips pressed into the curling hair at the base. She compressed her lips tightly, her tongue pressing at the bottom to make his cock tight against the roof of her mouth. She sucked upwards, gripping the head just behind the ridge with her lips, stretching his cock.
She held him this way for a moment, her tongue licking around the piss hole. She released the tightness of her lips, and before his cock would pull away, she raced down, and closed them around the base again. She repeated the same maneuver about five times, and his cock began to swell inside her moist mouth. She continued sucking on him until he was throbbing again.
"There!" she said, triumphantly. "Nice and hard again."
"You're fantastic, Julie!" he exclaimed. "You know about everything."
She gave a slight frown, then said: "No, not everything… but I'm trying to learn it all."
"Are you going to suck me off?"
"Would you enjoy that?"
"Yes!" he shouted, wiggling on the bed.
Julie laughed, saying: "Well, I guess I've got to keep my new boyfriend happy, don't I? Here," she twisted about on the bed until she was on her hands and knees, lovely naked ass waving near his shoulders. "Poke me with your fingers while I suck you. That way I can come too."
"Want me to eat your pussy?"
"Just your fingers will do right now," she replied, bracing her hands on each side of his squirming hips. His cock was standing rigidly up-right, the swollen head pointed like a beacon at her sweet lips.
Ovalling her lips, she sucked his cock in. As she began sucking him, she wiggled her ass in the air, silently telling him to start poking around her pussy.
Mark ran his hand up the inside smoothness of her thighs, fingered about and located her inflamed clitoris. As he twisted and pulled at her clitoris, Julie began to suck, slowly at first, letting the thrills grow inside her body. Her head bobbed up and down, her copper hair waving, brushing at his thighs and stomach. Having a cock in her mouth was always a fantastic thrill for Julie.
She could feel his fingers feeling between her thighs, and she wiggled her ass in the air as he thrust two fingers inside her cunt, finger-fucking her only to pull them free and grab for her clitoris again. Mark was groaning as the intensity of her sucking grew, rocking his ass about below her face. Julie, making soft sounds around his prick, licked and sucked, her lips making pressure as her tongue raced everywhere.
She felt Mark's other hand move up the back of her thigh, then it caressed her ass-cheeks. She wiggled as the sensations of pleasure flowed through her, and he was then rubbing at her asshole with one hand, the other doing all kinds of delicious things to her pussy. Sucking at his cock, she twisted her ass, humping it back and forth into his hands. She could feel the throbbing of his cock between her lips, and it was a signal she had come to know well the past few days.
Slowing her motions, she toyed with his cock, using her tongue and lips gently, holding him back. She wasn't ready for him to come, not yet. She wanted his hands to build her up more. But Mark was far too excited. He began to lift and drop his ass, driving his cock in and out of her mouth. Julie gave a muffled giggle and began sucking his cock again. She knew Mark could easily be convinced to lick her off if necessary.
"Oh, shit!" she heard him grunt.
A squirt of semen splashed into her mouth. Julie squealed, raced her mouth down as another spurt came from the piss hole. Then, as his discharge bubbled and frothed, she raced her lips up and down his cock furiously, her tongue licking at the spewing piss hole, her throat swallowing greedily. She humped her ass, and his fingers flew about her inflamed clitoris, the other hand rubbing harshly against her asshole.
Julie felt the shuddering pleasure bubble up inside her body as she sucked up the last of his semen, then she exploded.
It was some time before they recovered, at least it was for Julie. She lay next to Mark, her body glowing warmly, a smile of satiable pleasure on her pretty face. She toyed with his moist, limp cock.
"I saw your asshole moving," Mark said.
"You what?"
"I saw your asshole moving," he repeated.
Julie laughed. "You mean you saw it flexing when I came, don't you?"
"Yeah, I guess that was it."
"Assholes do that, didn't you know?"
"I guess I don't know much of anything… but I'm learning fast!"
"You sure are, honey," she hugged him. "I'm going to teach you everything I know, and maybe we can come up with some interesting variations."
Chapter 7
Barbara Kramer prepared a fabulous meal Friday evening for her son and daughter.
She hadn't been surprised to see Julie in the bright yellow bikini when she came home from work. Julie had always worn bikinis about the house for as long as Barbara could remember. She was proud of her beautiful daughter, always pleased when friends complimented her on the attractiveness of her children.
It was Julie's first weekend at home for the summer, and Barbara wanted to make it a nice one. It was strange to her that Julie had no boyfriends here at home, and she seldom mentioned any at college. Barbara wasn't concerned, though. Julie, like most teenagers, collected photos of TV and movie personalities, gossiped about boys, and Barbara knew Julie dated frequently at college.
In a way, she was pleased there was no one boy Julie was interested in. She wanted Julie to finish her education while she had the chance. There was plenty of time to become serious about boys. An eighteen-year-old girl has no business becoming serious about a boy, anyway, Barbara felt it was one of the better ages for a girl, the age when they should play the field, enjoy themselves.
Julie helped her mother with the dishes after they had finished.
"That's a pretty dress, mother," Julie commented. "Is it new?"
Barbara made a deprecating gesture. "About two months new. Seven dollars on sale." Barbara grimaced with distaste, showing her attitude at having to buy clothes on sale.
"You've always been able to wear anything," Julie commented. "How do you manage to look so sexy in whatever you wear? Most women would look dowdy."
"Sexy?" Barbara asked with a smile. "I've never thought of myself as sexy before."
Julie stepped back and appraised her mother. She cocked her head to one side, jutted her right hip and placed her finger on her chin. She looked up and down.