If I only could get rid of this damn erection, then maybe I could talk to her.
Dee had other ideas however. Brad was not quite certain afterwards how it happened, but before he knew it, she had her hand on his bulging crotch and she was rubbing her hand up and down the length of his cock.
She kissed him again; she was using her tongue furiously as she probed further into his mouth and frantically rubbed his cock and balls with her free hand.
Brad made one weak attempt to dislodge her from his lap, but the rubbing of his prick was sending sensations up and down his spine, and he knew if he didn't shove his swollen rod into her cunt, he would lose his mind.
Her tongue continued darting in and out of his mouth and her hand rubbed quickly. He sighed and thought, Why not? She's practically attacking me, the little bitch! If she gets screwed it's only because she's been asking for it! He kissed her back, and he didn't resist as her hand unzipped his slacks and she rubbed his prick through his shorts.
"Brad… oooh… Brad," she murmured, her voice heavy with passion.
He reached inside her shirt again and squeezed her bare tit. He could feel the nipple become erect under his touch and he sighed.
Her shirt had slipped out of her skirt and he pulled it over her head. His tongue lapped gently at her nipples, and she gasped audibly as she tightened her arms around him. His prick was standing out from his slacks, and without a word she jumped from his lap, kneeled on the floor and took his cock into her mouth.
He moaned and went limp. There was no turning back now, even though he made one last effort to pull away from Dee.
"Don't, Brad. I want to suck you," she said.
"Suck me? How do you know how to do that?" She didn't answer, but sucked greedily on his swollen cock that was filling her mouth. Dee was licking the length of Brad's rod with wild abandon and her soft wet tongue was driving him mad. Her tongue hungrily lapped the entire length of his prick; she swirled it around the foreskin and then she licked down the length of his cock again. His mind was racing. Should I come in her mouth, or should I fuck her good?
It was almost more than he could stand. Her licking and sucking were driving him mad and he felt dizzy with passion. If she was trying to push him over the brink, she was doing a good job of it.
He was going to come any minute, but he really wanted to shoot his wad in her cunt, not in her mouth.
Gently he lifted her from the floor and carried her across his office. He made sure that the drapes were drawn and the door was locked before he pulled his slacks off.
She gasped as she saw his huge prick pointing toward her. "Brad, let's fuck," she managed to whisper hoarsely.
Her skin was soft to his touch as he pulled her bikini panties down and felt the heat and moisture of her cunt. Dee sighed as he stroked her gently, and as he rubbed his cock across her cuntlips she trembled with delight.
The couch felt rough on her bare ass as he spread her slim legs to get a better view of her cunt. The childish pink slit stared back at him and her pubic hair was curly and dark. His fingers found their way among her folds, and the wetness of her juices excited him as they dripped down his hand.
Not able to stand it any longer, he lunged into her, his rock-hard cock jabbing stiffly into her cunt.
She cried out as he entered her. Distracted by her cries, he pulled his wet cock out and knelt between her legs and began to lick her tiny clitoris. Her slim hips began to move in rhythm as if she were fucking. As he tongue-fucked her faster and faster she sobbed wildly.
"Yes… oh, Brad… yes… oooh… that feels so good, Brad!"
Without further delay he stopped licking her cunt and again aimed his slick rod into her opening.
"Brad, oh… your tongue felt so good," she said.
"Gee, feel my prick in you! Dee, don't you want me to fuck you?"
"Brad… I… I've never been fucked before."
Great! he thought. I'll give this hot little broad a fuckin' she'll never forget. And with that he began to shove his huge prick in and out of her slippery cunt as she writhed beneath him.
He really didn't want to hurt her, but he knew he was as his hard cock pushed and pounded deeper and deeper. Each thrust brought a louder gasp from Dee, but he regained his composure and continued to stab in and out, in and out, over and over again. Each new thrust took him a little deeper, and finally, with one loud grunt, he pushed through the protesting barrier and went deep into her cunt.
Her little-girl pussy was so tight. She gripped her firmly with her muscles as his prick shoved in and out. He grunted and pounded and finally he felt jet after jet of his cream spill into the tight confines of her vagina.
"Good Lord," he groaned. "Oh… baby… so good… so… fuckin' good!"
Dee was lying there on the couch staring up at him as he pulled his spent cock from her pussy. Her face was expressionless as he looked at her and then he realized that she hadn't come. She lay there quietly and he knew that he must have hurt her. He was so busy ramming his cock in and out that he never thought whether or not he was huffing her.
As gently as he could, he pulled her toward him and kissed her tear-stained face as she clung to him.
"Dee… Dee… I didn't mean to hurt you. It won't hurt nearly as much the next time, Dee. I… I didn't know you were a virgin. I wouldn't have fucked you if I had known before."
She didn't say anything. He laid her back on the couch again and gently began to lick her cunt. Then he began to lick her faster and faster. Her arms were tight around his neck and her cries of pleasure were delighting him once more.
"Brad… oh, Brad… I think I'm going to… oh, Brad… I'm going to come!" She convulsed wildly. Her first orgasm was a mind-shattering experience, and even when she was exhausted from passion, Brad continued tonguing her until she begged him to stop.
The clock on the wall told him it was time to dress for dinner. Yes, he had better get Dee out of his office before someone saw them.
"Dee… I think you should go now," he said as he helped her put her clothes on. "Your mother will be wondering where you are, and I have some things to do here before I join you for dinner… so…"
She didn't answer him and she avoided his eyes as she walked toward the door. Then she flamed around and looked at him across the room. She said firmly but softly, "You'd better keep on fucking me, Brad… you'd better fuck me whenever I say… or my mother might just hear that you attacked me!"
CHAPTER THREE
The next morning arrived in the form of a bright and hot Florida day. Brenda awakened early and decided to go into town to do some errands before it was time to "tutor" Paul again.
Brad was in his office looking out once again toward the Gulf of Mexico. In the distance he could see Dee sauntering down the beach on her way to her sailboat. Wow, he thought, I'd sure like to be adrift with that little sex-pot for a few hours! He turned away from the window. The sight of Dee in her brief bikini with her tight little ass swinging down the beach was too much for him.
His prick began to quiver and he decided he'd better get his work done now or he wouldn't be able to see Dee later in the day when Betty went into town shopping.
How lucky could a guy get? Even if his wife wasn't interested in sex, her daughter's avid interest would more than make up for it. Brad was an opportunist, and he was not going to let any more opportunities pass him by. He would make the most of it while he could, and if it ended, well, so what? He smiled as he sorted through the papers on his desk. Yes, he was a lucky guy. Here he was with a sweet little piece of ass just as hot for him as he was for her. What if she was only sixteen? If he didn't fuck her, one of the boys at school would. She had thrown herself at him in her girlish innocence, and he no longer felt guilty about fucking her. She had asked for it, hadn't she?