But I wasn't content to just sit there. I wanted to find out what the rest of her was like, especially those outsized tits. While she sucked my cock I rolled her T shirt up until it was bunched about just below her shoulders. Even in that position her tits kept their shape, two full orbs that fitted into my palms perfectly. Her nipples were bigger than before and hard as rubber bullets. Squeezing them was pure joy-but what about the rest of her? Those lean buns intrigued me, and I wanted to see how blond her pussy would be. Martha made no attempt to stop me when I reached down to undo her jeans. It was an awkward business to take off her clothes without disturbing her delicious sucking. In the end she had to take a break to help me out.
"You want to do it to me?" she asked, taking off her T-shirt and then stepping out of her jeans. "Do men do that to girls, or are girls the only ones who eat?"
"No, anyone can eat," I said. My hands came to rest on her hips and I drew her toward me to illustrate my point. Martha grew shy for a moment when I ran a finger down the length of her pussy. She blushed and tried to draw away from me. But I held her tightly and kept caressing her cunt until she understood what it was for. There was a small table behind her. I made her sit on the edge of it and got down on my knees in front of her to pay closer attention to her cunt. It was a gem, a teenage marvel. Her pubic hair was sparse and golden, and it grew down the sides of her pudgy little labia, to peter away before it reached her asshole. Her pussy lips were slightly open and admitted a glimpse of the pink flesh inside. My finger titillated her tiny clitoris for a moment before sliding down deep between her lips. It pressed against that peculiarly convoluted area to have it yield easily, gladly. Her flesh parted now to let the rest of my finger slip inside her. Martha was still uncomfortable but she was also very interested.
"How does that feel?" I asked her, pushing my finger in and out of her moist pussy.
"Very nice," she said, "but my mother said I shouldn't let any man do that to me."
"She's not here to see you, is she?" Martha nodded. That made sense to her, and she relaxed more, giving in to the sensations my fucking finger produced in her. My face came closer and closer, my tongue poked out and there I was, for the second time that day, eating cunt. But how fresh and firm this one was compared to Peggy's! Her juices tasted different, not very sapid, but the fact that they were virginal made all my taste buds stand up and take notice. I took my finger out of her cunt and put my tongue up there instead to suck down more of her nectar. So subtle, so sweet, thick drops of dew slithering down my tongue and right down my throat. Martha leaned back and her sighs were heartfelt. I took her whole cunt into my mouth and sucked as hard as I could, then released it and pursed my lips around her hard little clit. She had forgotten about cocksucking, all she wanted now was to be eaten into oblivion. That was a shame. My cock stood up in the air, quivering with impatience. Should I fuck her? It would be lovely to stick my dick into that channel of tightly packed flesh, to stir up more of her virgin's fluids and to see her initiation into the wonderful world of sex.
"Do you want to do it?" I asked her, looking up from her pussy for a moment. Martha was on her back on the table, her legs hanging over the edge limply. She shook her head but both her hands came down to her pussy and held it open for me. What did that mean? I decided to interpret her gesture freely. With one quick motion I was on my feet and my cock pressed into her cunt. My glands was almost inside her when she realized what was happening.
"No!" she cried, sliding back on the table and throwing one leg over the other for extra protection. "I told you not to do that to me! You can do anything else but not that." She got off the table and stood in front of me, close, her hand touching my ravening erection. "Besides, don't you like what I do for you? Isn't that enough?"
"I guess so," I said, but deep down I was disappointed. The knell of her teenage pussy still echoed through me. She was so deliciously tight, so young, so fresh, and if I didn't fuck her someone else would. I wanted to throw her back on the table and shove it into her all the way, and I might have if she hadn't anticipated me. Suddenly she was on her knees, this naked nymphet, and her mouth was around my cock again, and just as suddenly I lost the urge to fuck.
She licked my dick all over and then pursed her lips around it and slithered halfway down my cock. Her little hand closed around the base of my stalk and started to jerk me off in time with her steady sucking. For a girl her age she was very expert at blowing. In no time at all my cock started to throb ominously, my hips began to jerk back and forth, and I kept forgetting to breathe. My hands were on her shoulders, clutching at her flesh while my cock pushed deeper and deeper into her mouth. She couldn't swallow it all, not like Peggy, and so whenever I pushed she moved her head back. But she made up for it by licking my cock with love and moving my knob around her mouth so that her tender flesh brushed past it and cajoled it into blowing.
Sperm burst from my balls. I couldn't hold it back any longer. With a last reserve of strength I grabbed her head and poked my cock down her throat. Martha was so busy swallowing and sucking that she hardly noticed. The little girl had disappeared. Now there was a rapacious woman at my dick, whose mouth resembled a vacuum cleaner and whose hands raked along my ass in, convulsions of pleasure. She sucked and sucked until there was nothing left, and even then she wasn't satisfied. I expected her to withdraw and give me a break, but no, her mouth kept a firm grip on my dick and her lips started to pulse around it like before.
"You're expecting too much from it," I cautioned her. Martha shook her head and when I went limp she just swallowed all of me and suckled it passionately. Warm spit flowed around it, her tongue lapped at my knob, her teeth closed around the stem to tease and threaten me, and before long new pulses of fife ran through my cock. I had to sit down. She followed me on her knees and she held my dick between her teeth to warn me not to escape. Once I was in position she rested her arms on my thighs and got down to some serious sucking. Her pleasure was evident. While she had my cock in her mouth her eyes shone and she moaned and wriggled about in her private ecstasy. All she wanted me to do was sit and take it. I was up for that
It took her longer to bring me off this time. My cock was less sensitive, my balls had to be replenished; but that only made Martha work harder. She kissed her way up and down my cock, licked my balls, swallowed them, ran her tongue along the insides of my thighs, and when she had to take a breather she closed her little fist around my cock and jerked me off until she was ready to eat more. No one could withstand such a determined assault. I could feel my toes tingle and curl, and then the rest of me became very warm, sweat broke out on my brow, my hips got the twitches again. Martha sensed it, too. She took my cock in her mouth and moved her head up and down rapidly, jerking me off with her lips now. "Yesssss!" I hissed, running my fingers through her golden locks. "That's the way, very good, very good, here I come now, watch it uunnnnhhh!" The shell slipped into the breach and was projected against the roof of her mouth, small stuff, the last of my virility. Martha swallowed it happily and stayed down on me in case there was more to come.
"Listen, we really ought to be getting back to the house," I said when it became clear that she had no intention of giving up. "Your mother will wonder where we are."
"Oh yes, her," she said, releasing my cock at last. "She's always spoiling my fun. Will you come back, Joe? We could have such a good time together. Perhaps you could visit me at night, in my room. Wouldn't that be nice?"
"I'd like nothing better," I said, "but let's find out what your mother has in store for me first, shall we? Will you look what you did to my cock. I think it died!" My dick dangled between my legs like a piece of old meat, completely drained. Martha giggled proudly and patted it. "No, don't touch it, I'm afraid it'll fall off."