Ron's body convulsed as she sucked the length of his shaft into her mouth once more. "Miss Andrews, I'm going to come!" he gasped.
She quickly withdrew her mouth and rolled onto her back once more. Ron was pulled on top of her and instinctively he pushed his cock into her gaping cunt.
"Ron… Ron… oh, baby… baby… stick your cock farther up me!" She felt faint from passion and she knew she couldn't hold out any longer.
"Miss Andrews… I'm going to come!" he managed to groan.
"Yes… yes, Ron… I want you to come!"
She wrapped her legs tightly around him and dug her fingers into his back as she pulled him into her. It was too much for Ron. His body began to shake and he almost fainted as he felt the unbelievable sensations shooting through his prick, and his whole body was racked with pleasure as he pumped his jism into her hot cunt.
"Oh… oh… mmmmmm… good!" he moaned. "Ummm… I'm COMING!" His spurting seemed to go on for a long time as he cried out over and over again and clung to Brenda as he felt the very last drop of his cream dripping from his exhausted cock.
CHAPTER SEVEN
It was late Friday afternoon of the following week, and Brad Livingstone was working in his office. He couldn't keep his mind on his work, however; his stepdaughter, Dee, would be arriving shortly and he would have to have his talk with her. He had been so busy all week that he hadn't had a chance to talk to Brenda, but he was certain that she had had her talk with the boy and that it was all over.
During the week, Brad had caught himself thinking about Dee on several occasions. His cock had stiffened as he thought of her tight little ass, her innocent nipples, and the way he had violated her sweet, body. Yes, it would be hard to give up Dee, but it was really for the best, he reasoned. If he wanted a woman he could always fuck Brenda. His cock stiffened again as he thought of Brenda and their screwing session the other day. He remembered her huge tits flopping above his face and the way his prick had felt when she sucked him off.
Yes, he would tell Dee this afternoon that it was all over and he hoped that she wouldn't cause any problems between him and Betty.
His thoughts went back to the papers on his desk, and just then the door opened a bit. He swung around in his chair to see who had entered the office. Brad stammered, "Hello… Dee… uh… I was just thinking about you. Aren't you home a bit early today, dear?"
Dee looked unashamedly straight at his cock before she answered him. "Oh, we got out of school early today so I took the earlier bus from Key West."
He struggled to keep his mind off Dee and the way she looked. Her trim little body was really turning him on as she stood in front of his desk in her tight shirt that outlined her nipples, and her short skirt that showed off her slim hips and ass. He breathed harder as he thought of her tits, braless, under her shirt.
Forget it, he told himself. You're going to tell Dee what you've planned all week to say. You're going to take her for a drive, get her away from the school where you won't be tempted to fuck her and you're going to by it on the line.
Dee bounced across the room exuberantly and threw her arms around Brad's neck. She began to kiss him. He gently but firmly tried to push her away from him, but she clung to him tightly.
"C'mon, Dee, let's go for a drive, I have something I want to talk to you about."
She smiled up at him. "Sure, Brad, let's go!"
Silently they walked toward his car. Dee was walking a little in front of him as they walked down the path. Her firm little ass swayed underneath her short, tight skirt, and he caught himself thinking about how hard it would be not to screw her any more.
They got into the car and Brad headed south toward Deer Key. He didn't say too much as he kept his eyes on the road, but Dee chatted gaily about school and her sailboat. Out of the corner of his eye, Brad could see her short skirt riding halfway up her thigh. His cock stirred as he thought of the last time he had balled her.
Finally he pulled the car into a side road and started driving toward the beach. He shut off the ignition and turned to face Dee.
"Dee, I…"
She grabbed him around the neck and started kissing him furiously. One hand dropped to his crotch and she began to rub his half-hard cock.
"Dee!" He pushed her away. "Dee, I brought you out here today because I want to talk to you."
"You mean we're not going to fuck?" she asked.
"Don't talk like that!" he ordered.
She looked up at him, surprised by his sharp tone of voice.
"No, Dee. I've decided that what we have been doing is not right. It's too risky and if someone found out about us, we both would be in big trouble."
"You can't drop me, just like that. You didn't think there was anything wrong when you were screwin' me last week. I don't understand. I'll tell everyone what you did to me!"
"Dee, please," be tried to reason with her. He reached over and put his arm protectively around her shoulder.
She began to cry softly.
"C'mon, Dee, let's go for a walk on the beach," he murmured gently. Maybe if he got her out of the car and they walked for a while, he could convince her that he meant business.
He opened the car door for her so she could get out. He held her hand as they walked toward the beach.
"I want you to understand why we can't continue our relationship as before. I think it's about time that you got interested in a boy closer to your age. I'm much too old for you, and besides I don't want to hurt your mother. If the school board ever found out about us, I would lose my job and we would have to leave Keysville in disgrace. Do you understand what I'm saying to you, Dee?"
"Yes," she sobbed, "but I don't want to end things." Her mind was working quickly and she decided that if she made the first move, Brad would not be able to stop himself. She would use all her girlish charms to entice him, and once she had control of him, she would fuck him like he had never been fucked before! She would make it an afternoon that he would never forget, and then he wouldn't want to leave her.
She smiled at him sweetly. "Let's sit down here for a while," she suggested. They walked a few feet further down the beach and sat down on a rock. Neither one of them spoke for a short while. Brad was watching a seagull dipping into the water, and Dee was watching Brad.
The rock was large and flat and Dee moved closer to Brad and leaned her head on his shoulder. He turned to look at her. Without a word she reached over and unzipped his trousers. She reached for his half-stiff cock. He didn't move away.
Brad was trying to reason with himself. Get up and walk away from her. Don't let her grab your cock. If she starts to kiss your prick, you've had it! You'll never break off with her. Don't let her do it to you!
But as she stroked his now firm prick, he kept thinking about the last time he had screwed her and he decided this would be their farewell; that it would never happen again.
Brad closed his eyes and leaned back against the rock as Dee tossed her long hair over her shoulder and leaned forward to grasp his stiff cock into her mouth.
"Oh… so good," he moaned as the girl knelt in the sand and sucked his hard cock noisily. His body quivered and he tightened his grip on her shoulders as she sucked his cock in and out of her mouth. She would stop licking his shaft for a second or two and concentrate on his balls, but she seemed to derive most of her pleasure from licking his cock from top to bottom.
"Let me fuck you, Dee," he groaned. "Please let me put my cock into your cunt," he begged. She dropped his cock from her mouth momentarily.
"No, I want to suck you off," she replied.
His body writhed as her sucking mouth pulled him deeper and deeper into her. His hands tightened their grip on her shoulders as he pushed his pulsating cock deep into her throat. "Oh, Dee… you suck cock… so… so…" He hesitated as he almost began to come.