Teenagers' revenge 9 (The End)


They took Gerald under arrest, and Kelly was taken to the police station. DNA tests quickly confirmed what the police already knew. Samantha arrived a half-an-hour later, frantic with concern for her daughter and rage for her ex-husband. She hugged her daughter tightly and comforted her as much as she could, while vowing revenge against Gerald with all her heart. In the meantime, the police searched their apartment, and found Kelly’s diary. In it, Kelly had described in minute detail every sexual act she had performed for the men of the neighborhood over the past month, every cock she had sucked, every fucking she had received. Five men, all of them pillars of the community, were subsequently arrested, in addition to Gerald Willis.

Of course, all the men protested that the sex had been consensual. But the diary offered a different version, a version in which Kelly had been seduced and repeatedly fucked and sodomized by older, more experienced men, who had taken full advantage of her innocence and had threatened her if she told anyone about it. And in the end, it didn’t matter anyway. She was still just thirteen.

The women, too, strongly suspected that Kelly had orchestrated the entire thing, and they were smart enough to make a guess at her motives. But that, too, didn’t matter in the end. They were utterly, thoroughly humiliated, disgraced, their marriages completely destroyed. Only their generous divorce settlements they were prepared to extort from their philandering, child-molesting husbands would allow them to start again, in some other town, while their husbands rotted in jail.

The sensational case and the subsequent trial made headlines for weeks. Kelly agreed to testify in open court. She was on the stand for three days, sobbing quietly at times, steadfastly repeating the version of events reported in her diary. Her story stood up under intense cross-examination. She never wavered as she ruined the lives of six upstanding members of the affluent community. They never had a chance. The jury members KNEW what these men had done to this little girl. They knew it in their gut.

The night after the verdicts were read, Samantha, who had steadfastly supported her daughter through it all and had been careful not to ask her what really happened, lay in her bed, thinking about the events of the past few months. It nagged at her, preventing her from sleeping. Things were not as they seemed, she felt sure.

In many ways, it had all worked out all right. Amazingly, Kelly did not seem at all traumatized by what had happened to her -- she was still the same active, vivacious and happy teen she was before, despite having been made to endure such savage, repeated fucking by men she trusted, men who had used her as nothing more than a receptacle for their animal lust. And Samantha’s lawyer had promised her that she would receive a huge settlement from the pending civil suits, and would have no more financial worries for the rest of her life. Never again would she have to work two jobs, or take her clothes off for men she didn’t know, or rub their cocks with her body through their pants. Still, something nagged at her, and she couldn’t get it out of her mind.

She got up, wrapped a silky, transparent coverup around her lush, curvy body, and crept quietly into Kelly’s room. Kelly was asleep in her bed, the covers thrown off, wearing her short little babydoll nightie and gauzy panties.

“Kelly…,” she began quietly, her hand on her shoulder.

Kelly awakened and stretched, her growing breasts plainly visible through the sheer material. “Yes, mom?”

“Kelly, we need to talk, sweetie. There’s something I really need to ask you, and I didn’t want to do it during the trial. Will you answer me honestly?”

“Sure, mom. What do you want to know?” She sat up, her legs folded in front of her, facing her mother.

“Kelly, I’m your mom. I think I know you better than anyone in the world, maybe better than you know yourself. And you know I’ll always support you, always be there for you. I’ll always have your back.” Samantha took a deep breath, fixing her daughter with a steady, penetrating gaze. Kelly waited for her mother to continue.

“So…here’s what I think. I think you planned this whole thing, from day one. I think you did it for me. You got all those men to fuck you, for me. You knew that none of them could resist the opportunity to have sex with you. You made sure they had that opportunity. You set them up, didn’t you, Kelly. And then you wrote it all down, where you knew the police would find it.”

Kelly gazed steadily into her mom’s eyes, her own becoming moist with her tears. She should have known she could never fool her mother about what she had done. They were too close, and too much alike.

“You even got your own stepfather to fuck you. In your ass! For me!” Now Samantha was tearing up too. “Is that what happened, baby?”

Kelly sobbed, relieved that her mother knew. She threw her arms around her, hugging her and crying on her shoulder. “Yes, mom,” she sobbed. “It was all for you. I just hated them all so much! I still hate them!! Oh, mom, I love you!”

“I love you too, baby girl!” Samantha sobbed, holding her daughter tightly and rocking gently.

After awhile, they dried their tears, still holding each other. Finally, Samantha pushed her gently back, drying her eyes with her finger. “Kelly, it’s okay, what you did. It’ll be our secret, forever. No one will ever know. But there’s….one more thing I’m still curious about. I can’t help it.”

“What’s that, mom?” Kelly whispered.

“Well….all that sex. With Dr. Akers, and Mr. Sinclair, and Mr. Gregory, and Mr. Murdoch…all of them….even Gerald….”

Kelly gazed at her, her eyes wide, blue, questioning.

“Ummmm….this is kind of hard to ask.”

“Go ahead, mom.”

“Well….” Samantha hesitated for a long moment, then held her hand to her daughter’s face. “Did you like it?”

Kelly looked into her mother’s eyes for a long moment.

“Mom…please don’t hate me if I tell you the truth.”

“Sweetheart…I told you. I’ll always love and protect you. Always.”

Kelly gazed at her mother. And then her face broke slowly into a smile. She leaned forward and whispered conspiratorially in her mother’s ear.

“I loved it, mom. I loved every single minute of it, from the first moment I sucked on Mr. Simpson’s cock in his car on the way home from babysitting. I loved it when all of his come spurted into my mouth, and I swallowed it. I mean, I hated those men for what they did to you and me. But I loved fucking them. I loved it all, even when Daddy fucked me in my ass! I must have come a hundred times, Mom! I loved it so much I was kind of sorry when I had to end it. I wanted them all to fuck me again and again, and never stop!!”

Samantha pressed her precocious daughter back and stared at her with a mixture of shock, pride, and awe. “Ohhh, baby, we’re so much alike. I should have known.” She leaned forward and touched her daughter’s lips with hers. They stayed that way as the seconds ticked past. And then, with a moan of surrender, they melted into each other’s arms and their kiss deepened, their lips parting. Samantha felt Kelly’s tongue slipping into her mouth, and met it with her own, twining together. Kelly whimpered as her arousal soared. Their hands softly caressed each other, Kelly’s easing up to touch her mother’s big, full breasts, capturing her nipples through the open front of her coverup. Samantha gasped as they broke their kiss. Both of them were panting, excited, wanting each other. Kelly parted the flimsy silk further, bent forward and took her nipple into her mouth. “Baby girl…” he mother moaned, her voice a sexy purr. “Maybe there are a few more things I can teach you…”

Samantha pushed Kelly gently back on the bed, and Kelly parted her legs invitingly. Her mother moved her head between them, and eased the flimsy material of her panties to the side, revealing her succulent pussy. Her tongue slid forward, and she gently began to lick Kelly’s glistening cleft, with a mother’s sweet tenderness. Kelly moaned softly, forbidden pleasure surging through her. “Oh, mom….that feels so wonderful!” she said, breathlessly. “Don’t stop!”

“Your pussy tastes like heaven, sweetie,” murmured Samantha, sliding her tongue up to gently caress her daughter’s clit, so much like her own. She licked it lightly, nibbling at with her lips, as Kelly gasped, digging her fingernails into the sheet.

Patiently, Samantha made love to her daughter, her talented tongue seeming to know just how to touch her, to caress her, in ways no man had ever done, to bring her gently, inexorably upward, higher and higher. After awhile, Kelly lifted her hips as her mother slid her panties off. Then Samantha recaptured her daughter’s pussy, reaching up and teasing a fingertip between her labia as her tongue fluttered against her clit with exquisite sureness. Her finger slid deeper inside, curling upward, pressing rhythmically as she lapped at Kelly’s sweet clit, until the teenage girl exploded in a shattering climax, trembling with joy as the waves of her orgasm swept over her again and again.

When Kelly finally came back to Earth, she smiled at her mother, pushed her gently back onto her back, and proceeded to return the favor, making patient, exquisite love to Samantha’s voluptuous body, her tongue exploring every square inch, every delicious nook and cranny, as Samantha shuddered through orgasm after sweet orgasm. Samantha shivered with joy as Kelly lovingly licked and sucked on her sensitive clit, thinking of all the men her daughter had fucked, willingly, eagerly, motivated only by two things: her fierce loyalty to her mother, and the smoldering, molten, almost ungovernable sexual desire that surged through her young body, just as it had surged through Samantha’s own body when she had been Kelly’s age, and still surged through it now.

The obscene vision of so many stiff cocks being thrust into her daughter’s yearning body triggered a final, tremendous orgasm, her body wrenching upward as Kelly licked and sucked on her clit, her lips clinging to it as she gasped ecstatically.

As she slowly descended from the pinnacle of her orgasm her daughter moved up and they held each other tightly, rocking gently, and finally going to sleep that way. Samantha dreamed of the things they could now do together, mother and daughter, giving free rein to their insatiable sexual needs, to their unbridled lust her daughter had inherited from her. She imagined them with other men, imagined herself guiding their eager cocks into Kelly’s willing body, giving her daughter to them to fuck, helping them fuck her. She imagined them travelling to exotic places, to the Amazon, to Egypt, to the Orient, embarking on a sexual odyssey in which nothing would be taboo.

Kelly’s dreams were as powerfully erotic as her mothers. She imagined herself bringing her classmates home, young, innocent men, young girls, so that her mother could introduce them to the joys of sex, with her daughter as her willing accomplice. She imagined the two of them conspiring to seduce the rich and powerful, extorting money from them, living a decadent and lavish lifestyle.

In the morning they awakened and made slow, soft, exquisite love again, licking each other’s pussies until they brought each other to another shuddering mutual climax. So began the first day of the rest of their lives together.
Teenager's revenge 8


Kelly Willis nervously rang the doorbell of the house she had grown up in, a week after the orgy in the Delaney rec room. Her resilient body had recovered from its use and abuse at the hands of the five men who had fucked her so thoroughly, although she had been sore for the first few days.

It felt strange to her to be here, now that it was no longer her home. And she was nervous for another reason: this was to be the final act in the drama, the culmination of all of her plans. And even though she knew her step-father very well and could anticipate his reactions to a large extent, she also knew that he was volatile, quick to anger, and even violent at times.

As always, she had planned carefully. She was wearing a tiny little miniskirt that barely concealed her blue gingham bikini panties. Her top was the same gauzy, transparent one she had worn the first day at the Delaney’s house, the one that did nothing to conceal her braless breasts. She had put on a shirt on over it for her trip over to her old home, but had thrown it in the shrubbery before she rang the bell.

Gerald Willis answered the door in his bathrobe, having just taken a shower. He frowned when he saw her in the doorway. He had little use for Kelly, and absolutely no use for her mother. As he looked down at her revealing outfit, his frown deepened. The little slut! “Kelly…what are you doing here?”

“Hi daddy,” she said, unable to break the habit of calling him that. “Can I come in?”

“Kelly, this isn’t really a good time. I’ve got to leave in a while.”

“Oh, I won’t take too much of your time, daddy. I just wanted to ask you something.”

Gerald wrestled with himself for a moment, and finally relented. He had to admit, Kelly was some piece of eye-candy. “Oh, all right, but just for awhile. I’m really busy.”

He held the door for her and she walked past him in her platform sandles, her breasts quivering in the sheer top with each step she took. She sat down on the couch, and he sat down in a chair opposite her. Her legs were parted a little, providing him with a clear view of her panties, which were clinging tightly to her bare labia.

“Okay, so what’s so important?” said Gerald, forcing his gaze away from the cleft between her legs. He could feel his cock lengthening involuntarily against his thigh as blood pumped into it.

“Daddy…I just came to ask you if you could loan me some money. To buy some clothes. School is going to start, and I know mom can’t afford to buy me much. I don’t even want to ask her, and I know she’d never ask you. She’d kill me if she even knew I was here. I could pay you back out of my babysitting money.”

Gerald was shaking his head. “Kelly, you’re wasting your time. I wouldn’t give your mom a dime, and I’m not about to give you money so you can go buy some more of those skimpy outfits you wear.”

“But daddy, it’s what all the kids wear now,” she said, carelessly letting her slim legs part a little more.

Gerald fought with himself as he watched his stepdaughter, imagining his cock deep inside that luscious little snatch. How many times had she paraded herself around him like this, careless of her near-nakedness? How many times had he thought of her as he’d pumped his come into some bimbo he’d met on the road, imagining that he was flooding her tight, 13-year-old pussy. But he had never dared to do anything with her.

“You look like a slut, Kelly, like a little teenage cock-teasing whore. Is that what you want?”

Kelly glared at him. “Maybe it is!” she said angrily. “Maybe I DO want to look like a whore. Maybe that’s the only way a girl ever gets your attention!”

Confronted with Kelly’s righteous anger, Gerald quickly became contrite. “Okay, okay, calm down, Kelly, I’m sorry I said that.”

Kelly had lost control of herself for a moment, but now she forced her anger down. She couldn’t let him get to her if she was to be successful. Her face relaxed and she sat back against the back of the couch. Her voice was meek. “I’m sorry too, Daddy.” She watched as his gaze was again drawn to her barely hidden pussy.

“Daddy….,” she began again, her voice quiet, hesitant, as she spread her legs carelessly apart, deliberately eased her hand down between them. “I was just thinking…maybe we can make….an arrangement. I’ve grown up a lot since the divorce. I’ve learned a lot. You know, about sex. I’m not a virgin anymore, daddy. I’m even on the pill.” Her fingertip touched her barely concealed slit. “If you gave me the money….

Her stepfather’s eyes narrowed. “What are you saying, Kelly?”

She gently rubbed her clit through the thin material. “We could do things together, Daddy. I could make you feel good. You could fu…”

Gerald was on his feet, walking over quickly and grabbing her by the wrist, his grip like iron. “You fucking little whore!” he grated, through clenched teeth, pulling her over to the large nearby ottoman as she cried out. “You think you can come in here and wave your tits and your juicy little cunt in my face and get whatever you want? You’re just like your whore mother!”

“No, Daddy, don’t!” she wailed, as Gerald bent her over his lap, reached up under her skirt and yanked her skimpy little panties down over her pert ass cheeks, leaving them stretched tightly between her thighs.

“The difference is, you’re still young enough to be punished this way!” He raised his hand and brought it down on her naked ass in a hard SMACK!! She squealed and sobbed and struggled to escape him, but he held her tightly, raised his hand, and slapped her again, hard, leaving a red mark on her ripe ass cheek in the shape of his hand. Her ass quivered as he spanked her repeatedly, wriggling to get away from him. Yet, through it all, though, Kelly could feel his stiff cock pressing up against her tummy. He was hard as a rock!

“Stop it, Daddy, STOP IT!!!” she cried. “I’m SORRY, DADDYYYYYYY!!!”

Gerald, too, was all too aware of his aching cock poking up against his step-daughter, aware of her squirming against it, and even more aware of her naked pussy, clearly visible to him, it’s pink petals dewy with her wetness. It was too much.

“Oh, yeah, I’ll stop!” shouted Gerald as he grabbed her again by the wrist. “I’ll give you what I’ve wanted to give you for a long time.” He dragged her, stumbling behind him, to the couch, and pushed her over the padded arm. He shrugged the robe off and it fell at his feet. Gripping his cock, he positioned it at the entrance to her pussy.

“NO, DADDY!!!” she screamed, just as he thrust forward and buried his throbbing cock in his step-daughter’s tight, wet cunt in one hard, furious lunge.

“UUUUUUHHHHHHH!!!!” she gasped, as his thick cock filled her. Her heart leaped excitedly. She had done it!! She had seduced her step-dad, in almost the exact way she had planned it. She exulted as he began to pound his cock in and out of her nakedly exposed pussy, jolting her body with each powerful thrust.

Gerald angrily fucked her, marveling at how tight and wet Kelly’s cunt was, how deliciously it gripped his lust-hardened cock. “Are you sorry NOW??!!” he shouted, driving into her relentlessly, his balls slamming against her clit. “HUH? Fucking little CUNT!”

Kelly sobbed, her cries punctuated by his hard thrusts. “Yesss, Daddy, OH!!! UHH!!! I’m sorry!! OH!! Please! OH!!! Just FUCK me!! FUCK your baby girl!!”

Her words enraged Gerald even more. Christ, the bitch was LOVING it!! He jammed his cock into her to the balls a few more times, his mind reeling with his anger. Then he pulled out of her and dragged her to the wall, forcing her against it, holding her wrists. His other hand guided his cock to her cunt and rammed it into her again.

“AAAAUUUUGGGGHHHHHH!!!!” she moaned as he buried his cock inside her. He let go of her wrists and she wrapped her arms and legs around him as he fucked into her with a driving fury. Kelly felt her orgasm well up, rising powerfully within her, driven upward by her feverish excitement at being wantonly fucked by her own stepfather. “OH, GOD, DADDY, FUCK ME HARD!!! I’M COMING!!!!!

Kelly screamed as she came, shuddering against him, digging her nails into his back, her vaginal muscles gripping his cock tightly as her body convulsed in an ecstatic frenzy. Still enraged, Gerald carried her upstairs to the bedroom, impaled on his lust-hardened cock, and deposited her roughly on her back, on the very bed her mother had fucked Enrique on. She lay there, trembling from the force of her climax, as he grabbed a jar of lubricant from the night stand. Dipping his hand inside, he smeared a huge quantity of it across her exposed asshole, and then dug some more out and spread it over his cock.

Kelly emerged from the haze of her orgasm just in time to realize what her stepfather was about to do. “OH, GOD, DADDY, NO, IT’S TOO BIG!!! YOU’LL HURT ME!!!

But Gerald was already moving up between her legs. He reached down and grabbed her by her throat, choking her, as his other hand gripped his cock tightly and he positioned it at the tight, virginal pucker of her ass. He answered her then, his voice strangely calm, but powerful and menacing. “I’m gonna fuck you in your tight little ass, Kelly, and there’s nothing you can do or say to stop me, so stop fighting.”

She stared up at him, scared and gasping for breath, but stopped struggling. His hand still at her throat, Gerald slowly drove his cock against the resisting muscle, slippery with lubricant. He increased the pressure relentlessly, feeling it gradually open to admit his cock. Kelly raised her legs instinctively, bending them at the knees, as she felt him slowly force her asshole open.

“Ohhgoddddd…” she moaned, her breath catching in her throat, as she suddenly felt the head of his cock pop inside her. She was prepared for the pain, but she wanted her stepfather to believe he was the first to fuck her in her ass. She screamed in feigned agony. “OH DADDY, STOP!!! STOP!!! IT HURTS!!!!”

Gerald released his grip on her throat, and stopped for a moment, savoring the feeling of his cock inside her tight, virgin ass. He let her calm herself, let her body become accustomed to the unnatural, obscene penetration. After a moment, her sobs and cries diminished, and he pushed slowly into her, inch by slow inch.

Kelly looked at him, wide eyed. The pain was easing now, but still intense. “Oh, god, Daddy…go slow! It’s so big!! I can’t take it!!”

Her step-dad stared into her eyes. “You can take it, and you will. You’re mother always loved being fucked in the ass, too.” He sank his cock one more inch into her unyielding asshole, then backed out a little, then drove still deeper.

“Ohhh, Daddy…” she moaned, tears streaming down her face. “Oh god!!”

Gerald thrust forward again, this time burying his cock all the way inside his stepdaughter’s violated back passage. Her ass gripped his cock like a hot, tight fist. Slowly, he began to fuck her.

Kelly groaned as he began to slide his slippery cock in and out of her. The pain had gone now, supplanted by a growing thrill, coupled with a feeling of degradation, of subjugation. In her mind, she was outside of her body, watching herself being savagely fucked in her ass by this evil, angry man, her own stepfather. And she loved it!

“Yeah, you like it now, don’t you, you fucking little whore. Just like your mom.”

Kelly moaned and whimpered as he slowly moved inside her. “Ooooh, yes Daddy!!” she gasped, breathlessly. “Yessss, I like it now! Just go slow! Fuck me nice and slow!”

“Ohhh, fuck, you’re ass is so fucking tight!” he groaned. “You’re daddy’s little fuckslut now, aren’t you? HUH?”

“Yesssss, Daddy, I’m your little whore,” moaned Kelly. “Nobody’s ever fucked me in my ass before! Only you, Daddy! Only you!”

Gerald began to fuck her faster now, his cock sliding easily in and out of her brutally stretched asshole, as he felt his balls begin to tingle with the first stirrings of his orgasm. But her defilement was not yet complete. “Get on your knees! Let me see how much you want it!”

He slid his cock out of her ass and she quickly turned over and got on her knees, her back arched downward, her ass high in the air, wagging invitingly from side to side. He moved up behind her and guided his aching cock back into her ass, penetrating her easily now.

“Ooooh, yessss, FUCK me, Daddy!!” she hissed. “Fuck me up my asshole!” She reached back and began to rub her clit frantically with her fingers.

Mercilessly, he begin to saw his cock in and out of her, looking down to watch it impaling her tight hole. The sight of it made him almost desperate to come, to flood her ass with his pent-up semen.

“Yeah, you’re my little come slut. You want your daddy’s come, baby? Huh? You want me to pump your tight little ass full of my come?”

“Ohhh, yes Daddy, I want your hot, thick come. Give it to me!” She felt her own climax building as he fucked into her like a wild animal.

Her obscene entreaties, coupled with the tight grip of her asshole, drove him past the point of no return. He groaned like an animal, buried his cock all the way into her ass, and began pumping spurt after hot spurt of semen into her depths. “OH, FUCK, BABY, TAKE IT!!!! UHHHHHHHH!!!!! EVERY FUCKING DROP!!!!”

“OHHHH, YEAH, DADDY, SPURT IT ALL INTO MEEEE!!!!!!” she moaned, her body convulsing violently as she felt the thick warmth of his sperm flooding her with it’s soothing warmth. She had done it! He was filling her ass with his come!! And just like when all those men had used her body at Mr. Delaney’s, it felt so good!!

Her knees collapsed and her stepfather fell on top of her on the bed as his cock continued to flourish, his semen still spurting wildly into her ass. They both fought for breath, their bodies dripping with sweat. Kelly shuddered in the aftermath of her intense climax, wanting to keep his cock buried in her ass forever. Finally, however, Gerald slid his cock out of her still-slippery ass and rolled over on his back, Kelly moaning with disappointment. He got up, went to the dresser, and wrote out a check to her for $1,000. He dropped it on the bed beside her, and without a word, went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Kelly waited, exhausted, until she heard the water running. Then she sat up, picked up the check, looked at it and smiled. It was time. She rolled over and picked up the phone from the nightstand, and calmly dialed 9-1-1.

The police were there before Gerald finished his shower. They found Kelly on the bed, sobbing quietly, with her stepfather’s syrupy cum oozing from her thoroughly fucked asshole.
Teenager's revenge 7


Kelly arrived at the Delaney home at 7:00, wearing her denim miniskirt and a red, spaghetti-strap top that came down just below her breasts. After the events of the day before, she was anticipating another evening of fucking with Mr. Delaney. Although apprehensive, she was looking forward to taking a cock up her ass for the first time in her life. Joe answered the door and greeted her warmly, his gaze drifting down to her top, where her nipples were showing through the thin fabric. He resisted the powerful urge to reach beneath the loose-fitting material and touch her breast, even though he knew she probably wouldn’t resist. “Hi, Kelly, come on in. How’s my favorite babysitter?”

“Hi, Mr. Delaney,” she said cheerfully, grinning at him. “Did you miss me?”

“You’ll never know how much, sweetie. Listen, a bunch of the guys are over here tonight, and we’re gonna play some poker for awhile, okay?”

“Sure, Mr. Delaney. I’ll just watch TV for awhile.” She was a little disappointed that they weren’t going to get right down to business, but tried not to show it. She settled down to watch TV as Joe walked down the stairs to the basement room he used as a rec room.

An hour or so later, Joe came back up the stairs and opened the door at the top. “Kelly, would you mind getting us some beers from the fridge? We’ve run out down here.”

“Okay, Mr. Delaney.” Kelly went to the refrigerator and dug out a half-dozen cold beer bottles, put them on a serving tray she found, and walked to the door, carefully descending the stairs and balancing the tray.

There was no poker game going on, and the poker table was off to the side. The men were sitting on couches that encircled the small room. She knew all of them. Mr. Simpson, Mr. Murdoch, Doctor Akers, Mr. Gregory, Mr. Delaney. It was obvious that they had been talking.

“Is the game over?” asked Kelly, as she served each of them a beer.

“Noo, Kelly,” said Joe. “You might say it’s only getting started.”

“What do you mean,” said Kelly, beginning to sense that something was up.

It was John Simpson that spoke next. “We’ve been talking among ourselves, Kelly, about lots of different things. And it turns out that we all have something surprising in common. Well, not surprising to you, perhaps. But it surprised us.”

Kelly searched their inscrutable faces, but learned nothing from them. “Like what?”

“Well, Kelly,” said Dave Murdoch quietly, “it turns out that we have you in common. It seems that you aren’t quite the innocent little girl many of us thought you were. Well, I might as well get it all out on the table. It turns out that all of us have fucked you. But you already know that, of course.”

Kelly’s mind raced. She had not anticipated this development, and it surprised her that they had found out about each other. But, she quickly decided, it didn’t matter. They couldn’t possibly do anything to her, or tell anyone else. Don’t panic, she thought to herself. Just go with it!

“Okay….so you know,” she said, a hint of a smile beginning to cross her lips. “What now?” Already, she thought she knew where this was leading, and the thought of it excited her.

“Why did you do it, Kelly?” asked Dave Murdoch.

Kelly gazed from one to the other, letting the silence in the room lengthen. She had already decided how she was going to respond. She would tell them the truth. Or, at least, part of the truth. “That’s easy, Mr. Murdoch. I did it because I love to fuck. Because I love dirty sex. Because I loved having all your cocks plunging into my body and filling me with all of your hot come, and I wanted more and more.” She smiled at Dave Murdoch. “Is that what you wanted to hear, Mr. Murdoch?”

They all stared at her in shock, not quite believing what they just heard her say. Joe Delaney was the first to recover himself. “Well, in that case, Kelly, maybe you wouldn’t mind putting on a little show for all of us tonight. Now that we’re all so…..well acquainted and everything. What do you say?”

Kelly looked from man to man, appearing to think it over. But her pussy was already wet with anticipation. Five men! She was going to be the center of attention in an orgy! She smiled slowly. Then she giggled. “Okay! Sure! What do you want me to do?”

“That’s my girl! How about if we get comfortable and put on some music, and you can dance for us. Maybe do a little striptease, huh?” He went to the stereo and flipped on the radio, tuned to a rock station.

Kelly began to move to the music, swinging her hips, instinctively wanting to tease these men. She ran her hands up over her breasts, squeezing them a little as her body undulated sensuously. Then she turned her back to them, bending over with her hands on her knees as her hips writhed, providing them with a glimpse of her pussy, barely concealed by her red thong. Straightening up again and turning back toward them, she slid her hand up her torso, raising her top and cupping her breast in her palm. Her face was a picture of lust, her eyes narrowed, her lips parted, glistening with her fresh lipstick. She extended her tongue-tip and slowly traced her lips with it as she danced, then raised her arms over her head, lifting her top enough so that they could see her breasts almost up to her nipples.

“Jeezus,” said John Simpson, watching the obscene exhibition. “I don’t know about you guys, but I’m getting out of these clothes!” said John Simpson. He got up from the couch and began taking his clothes off, eager to free his already rigid cock from its confinement. The other men quickly followed suit, and soon all five were back on the couches, watching her as they reached down and slowly stroked their cocks.

Kelly kept her clothes on for the moment, but her dancing became more and more wild and abandoned as she provided them frequent glimpses of her pussy, her ass, and her titties. The men cheered wildly as each cut ended, and pretty soon they were shouting at her to “take it off!”

She smiled at them with her best sultry look, inspired by the sight of five big cocks, all for her. And then reached up and grabbed the bottom of her shirt, bringing it up over her head. Flinging it aside, she raised her hands and squeezed her breasts together, pinching her erect nipples with her fingers. The men howled like wolves.

Kelly kept moving, a saucy smile on her face, as she slid her hands down, reaching behind her back to unfasten her miniskirt, then unzipping it and slowly wriggling it down her ass. In a moment it was down at her ankles, and she stepped out of it, now clad only in her thong. She turned away from them, bending forward at the waist as she reached back and grasped her firm ass cheeks with her hands, then raised one hand and brought the flat of her palm down on her cheek. She turned her head and winked as the men groaned in agony.

“C’mon, Kelly, show us your cute little pussy!” said Don Gregory from the couch. She smiled as she turned around, her hips undulating toward the men. She reached down and caught the front of her thong in her fingers, and slowly, teasingly, pulled it aside, revealing her glistening, dewy labia. She touched her clit with her fingertip, rubbing it gently. She was at least as aroused as the men by her erotic dance, at least as eager as they were to feel their cocks plunging deep inside her body.

She let go of her thong and once again slid her hands up over her naked breasts, bringing her finger to her mouth and sucking on the tip. Then she turned around, hooking her fingers in her thong, and slowly slid it down over her ass. It clung wetly to her pussy lips, but finally pulled away, and she let it fall to her feet. Now she danced wearing only her high-heeled platform sandals, reaching down to rub her pussy as she turned to face them again.

Joe Delaney had gotten up and walked to a wall cabinet as she danced, and had returned to the couch with something in his hand. “Here, Kelly, use this!” He tossed it toward her and she grabbed it in the air. It was a dildo, flesh colored, eight inches long, with a big set of balls at the base.

Kelly held it in her hands, smiling at the men. She’d seen dildoes before – her mother owned several, although not this big. She first held it between her breasts, squeezing them around it with her elbows. Then she raised it to her lips, and extended her tongue, licking all around the flared head.

“You guys are bad, making me do nasty things with fake cocks!” she said teasingly. And then her lips slid down over the head, sucking on it as they watched her, fascinated. She tilted it up and slid it deeper into her mouth. Every man in the room imagined his cock lodged far down her throat.

Joe Delaney got up from the couch again. “Don, let’s get the day bed out there!” Don got up and the two of them quickly moved the day bed out into the center of the room, behind Kelly.

Kelly sucked eagerly on the big dildo, taking it as deep as she could into her mouth. As Joe and Don sat back down on the couch, Dave Murdoch called out to her. “C’mon, Kelly, let’s see you fuck yourself with that thing!”

Kelly grinned lewdly at him, and sat down on the bed. Lying back, she raised her legs up, bent at the knee, and spread them obscenely, providing a clear view of her parted labia. As the men watched, she guided the tip of the dildo to her pussy, rubbing it along her labia. Finally, she positioned it at the entrance to her vagina, and slowly eased it inside, gripping it at the base with both of her hands. Slowly, tantalizingly, she fucked herself with it, forcing it a little deeper each time it penetrated her, stretching her vaginal opening.

“Jeezus!” said John Simpson, gripping his cock tightly. “I’ve got to fuck her!”

“Easy, John, we’ve got plenty of time, and we’ll all get to fuck her,” said Dave. “Let’s have her suck our cocks first. Come on, Kelly, get down on your knees over here and let’s see how much you’ve learned about giving head.”

Kelly raised her head, slid the big dildo out of her juicy pussy, and looked at the men arrayed on the couches. “Mmmmm, I can’t wait!”

She got up from the bed, walked over to Dave Murdoch, and knelt between his spread legs. His cock was throbbingly erect. She moved it up with her fingers, so that it rested against his flat stomach, and lowered her head. Sliding her tongue forward, she began to slowly trace around his balls, fringed with curly grey hairs, as she stroked the underside of his cock with her fingertip. He groaned as she licked his balls, encircling them with her tongue, and finally sucked them, one by one, into her mouth.

After making love to his balls for awhile, she let them go and looked up, a saucy smile on her lips as she reached up and held his cock to her lips. “Do you think I’ve learned anything, Mr. Murdoch?” With that, she let her lips part and slowly took him into her mouth.

“Ohhh, jeezus, yes!” said Dave as the precocious teen began to suck his cock, her head slowly bobbing. Her mouth was pure heaven, filled with saliva, her lips stretched tightly around the thick shaft.

She sucked him for a few minutes, thoroughly enjoying herself, and then moved to Don Gregory, sitting next to him. His big, ebony cock was rigidly erect, and she eagerly took him into her mouth, her lips and tongue teasing and sucking him as her fingers stroked and caressed the trunk-like shaft. After a bit, she let him escape and moved lower, making love to his heavy black balls as she had Dave Murdoch’s.

And so she proceeded, sucking on all the men in turn, feeling marvelously slutty, loving the feeling of their cocks in her mouth. When she finished with Joe Delaney, he pulled her up to her feet, as he also got up and led her to the center of the room. She obediently kneeled again before him and took his cock in her mouth, slurping hungrily on it. The other men gathered around her, until she was surrounded by their erect, wet cocks. They filled her vision, and she began to suck on them alternately, stroking two others with her hands. When she spit one cock out, another one would be thrust into her mouth, until she didn’t know whose was whose. She didn’t care, they were all just cocks for her to suck. She knew that she would soon feel them thrusting deep into every orifice of her body. She lost herself in her sucking.

Soon, the men again grew impatient to fuck her. She felt herself being lifted up by several arms and deposited on the day bed. Dave Murdoch moved between her legs and guided his cock to the opening of her pussy, and slowly slid inside, filling her with it’s rigid length. She gazed up into his face as he withdrew, then thrust into her. “Ohhhh, yesssss, fuck me, Mr. Murdoch. All of you, fuck me!”

Dave skewered his cock in and out of her, loving they way her tight little pussy gripped his aching shaft, bringing back vivid memories of his marathon fuck session with her at the Simpsons’. “Ohhh, Kelly, you’re gonna get all the cock you ever dreamed of tonight!”

Kelly was in a state of near-delirium, lost in the sheer wickedness of being fucked by so many men, and being watched by those whose cocks were not yet buried inside her. She felt like she was starring in a porn video, with an entire crew watching her being savagely fucked.

After a few minutes, Michael Akers tapped on Dave’s shoulder, and he withdrew his cock reluctantly. Immediately, Michael took his place and drove his cock into Kelly all the way to the hilt, and she grinned up at him. “Mmmmm, fuck me, Doctor Akers. I’ve missed your big cock in me so much!”

He thrust slowly in and out of her, loving the sensations of her vaginal walls as they squeezed every inch of his cock. “And I’ve missed your tight little cunt, Kelly.”

The third man in line to fuck her was Don Gregory. Each of the men seemed to be trying to outdo each other, and it was Don’s deeply embedded cock that drove Kelly into her first orgasm of the evening. Her hips thrust upward against his driving cock, and she clawed his back with her fingernails as her body exploded, her pussy spasming around him. She was still trembling from her powerful climax when he pulled out and John Simpson skewered his cock inside her, filling the void again. He fucked her hard, jolting her body with each thrust, until she came again, crying out ecstatically as her orgasm seized her in it’s delicious, white-hot grip. Finally, Joe Delaney fucked his throbbing cock into her, and he slowed the pace down a little, wanting to enjoy her thirteen-year-old pussy to the fullest.

After a few minutes, he rolled her over on top of him and she straddled him, his cock still deep inside her pussy. “Michael, go over to the cabinet over there and get that bottle of oil. I think it’s time that we initiated Kelly into the joys of ass-fucking.” Kelly moaned, nervous about what was to come next, but she continued to move up and down on his cock.

Michael Akers retrieved the bottle from the cabinet, walked over and climbed up on the bed behind Kelly. “No, just relax, Kelly, and everything will be fine. We’ll go nice and slow.” He unsnapped the lid, and poured a liberal quantity of the oil into the crevice between Kelly’s ass cheeks. Then he slid his finger down her cleft, seeking her tight little asshole and spreading the oil over it. No need for gloves, he thought to himself, as his finger pressed against the tight, resistant opening, easing slowly inside it. Kelly gasped, but quickly adjusted to the unnatural invasion of his digit. He slid it in and out, coating her anus with the slippery oil, and then eased another finger in with the first, slowly stretching her.

“Do you think you can take my cock now, Kelly?” said Michael, slowly fucking her ass with his two fingers.

“Y..yes….I think so, Doctor Akers. I’ll try! Just go slow, okay?”

Michael smiled, withdrew his fingers, and poured more of the slippery oil on his erect cock. Moving up close to Kelly’s ass, he guided the head of it to her entrance, and pushed against it. “All right, Kelly, take a deep breath, and I’ll put a little of it inside you, okay?”

“Okay!” she gasped, feeling his cock forcing it’s way past the tight ring of muscle. She sucked air quickly into her longs, and felt the head of his cock suddenly slip past it, lodging inside her!

“OH!! OHGOD, STOP!!!” she groaned, the intense pain of the unnatural invasion causing her to almost pass out. Michael paused, and Kelly remained motionless, with Joe Delaney’s cock still inside her pussy.

“Easy, sweetie, easy…it’s okay…it’s okay,” said Michael, soothingly. “It’ll be okay in a minute.”

“Ohhhh, god, it’s so BIG!” she cried. “It won’t fit!” But even now, Kelly felt her body adjusting to the cock in her ass. She could do this, she told herself. She was glad it was the Doctor doing this for her first time.

“It’ll fit, honey…just relax. Is it better now?”

“Ohhhhhhh….I think so,” gasped Kelly. “Push it in a little more.”

“Good girl,” said Michael, slowly thrusting into her, a little at a time. “Mmmmmm, your ass is so fucking tight, Kelly!”

“Ohhhhhhhhh, yesssss…it’s okay now,” she said, breathlessly. She was beginning to like the feeling of being sandwiched between these two men, stuffed full of cock, so close together that they pressed against each other inside her depths. “Mmmmm, fuck me now, both of you.”

Slowly, they began to move in and out of both of her holes. First Michael held still while Joe fucked her pussy, and then he paused as Michael fucked her ass. After a few moments, both of them pushed into her, and she groaned. “Uhhhhhhhnnnnnnnnnn….do it!”

At that moment, John Simpson climbed up on the bed and faced Kelly, presenting his cock to her to suck. While Michael and Joe began to fuck her at a slow, steady pace, she raised her head and eagerly took John’s cock into her mouth. He held her head with his hands and slowly thrust in and out of her mouth.

Kelly’s excitement soared – she was completely full of cock!! She had never felt so wickedly obscene, so adult. She wanted them all to fuck her now, for as long as they could! She moved with them, working with them as they fucked her, establishing a rhythm, as all four built gradually toward a climax.

Suddenly, Joe Delaney groaned and drove his cock upward, burying it deep inside Kelly’s welcoming cunt. OHHHH, FUCK, I’M COMING!!!!” he shoulted as his balls erupted, sending pulse after pulse of hot come into her, bathing her vagina with it.

Michael Akers felt the flourish of Joe’s cock against his and heard his strangled cry, and it triggered his own long-withheld climax. He shoved his cock all the way into Kelly’s tight ass and unleashed a hot, thick torrent of sperm into her bowels. “UHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!” he growled as he flooded her ass with his come.

Kelly felt herself being filled full of come, pressed tightly between the two men, and her own body convulsed yet again in a powerful climax. She would have screamed, but for John Simpson’s cock stuck deep in her throat.

Michael pulled his spent cock out of Kelly’s ass, and John eased his glistening cock from her mouth. He had not come yet. “It’s my turn to fuck that juicy pussy, Kelly,” he said.

Kelly raised herself off of Joe Delaney’s shrinking cock, and he climbed off of the bed. John immediately took his place, on his back, and Kelly obediently guided his cock to her sperm-drenched pussy, sliding down on it. Dave Murdoch, meanwhile, was oiling his cock, and now he climbed up and pressed the head against her freshly-fucked asshole. He slid his cock into her easily, lubricated by Michael’s slippery come as well as the oil.

Kelly sighed happily, her body once again stuffed full of cock. “Uhhhhh, yeah, FUCK me!! Oh, god, I love to fuck!!”

Don Gregory climbed up on the bed and fed Kelly his glistening black cock to suck. She eagerly took it into her mouth and sucked it, her fingers holding it tightly around the base.

On and on they fucked. When one man came, emptying his spurting come into Kelly’s willing, receptive body, another man took his place. When one hole was left empty, another man stuffed his resurgent cock into it. If a stiff cock was temporarily unavailable, they rammed the dildo into her pussy, or into her ass. When her mouth was free momentarily, she begged for them to fuck her more. They seemed tireless, so aroused by the opportunity to gang-fuck a thirteen-year-old Lolita that they were reliving their youth.

Kelly thought she would never stop coming. Again and again her body was pummeled by her repeated orgasms, seized by powerful, crashing waves of ecstasy. She lost count of the number of times she had come, lost count of the number of times the men had poured their sperm into her, the number of loads of come she had swallowed. All she knew is that she didn’t want it to stop. Not ever. She wanted everything these men could give her, and more.

Finally, after what seemed like hours, she found herself on her back on the bed, with all five men above her. Her vision was full of five stiff cocks, being stroked by five hands. She watched as a thick spurt of come erupted from one of them, as if in slow motion, draping itself across her face. It was followed by a second spurt, and a third, covering her face with viscous semen. A second cock spewed come, covering Kelly’s breasts with hot syrup. She reached down between her parted, upraised legs, and delved her fingers into the slippery come oozing from her sperm-soaked pussy. Gathering it up in her fingers, she smeared it over her clit and rubbed herself frantically, driving herself toward a final, frenzied climax.

Another of the men came all over her face, jerking it out with his fingers, covering her with his copious come. Some if it slid down past her parted, spermy lips into her mouth, and she gulped it down to keep from drowning in it. At that moment, her frantic fingers drove her over the edge into her shattering orgasm, and she threw her head back against the bed and screamed in ecstasy as she came. Her body convulsed again and again as she whimpered and sobbed, her body trembling, nearing exhaustion. The last two cocks erupted, their come splattering on her cheeks, her forehead, her chin, her neck. It oozed slowly down her face and pooled in her ears. When they finally finished, it looked like a bowl full of come had been turned over on her face. Some of the men smeared the come around with their flagging cocks, or their fingers, guiding the gooey fluid to her mouth. She swallowed, then licked and sucked hungrily on their wet fingers.

It was over. Kelly lay back, utterly spent and gasping for breath. She stayed that way for a long time, here eyes closed, only dimly aware of the activity in the room.

When she finally opened her eyes again and turned her head, the five men were dressed and sitting at the poker table, playing. Joe Delaney, noticing her after a moment, got up and picked up a nearby hand towel, tossing it over to her without a word. He went back to the poker game.

Kelly stared at them. “You fucking pigs,” she murmured, under her breath. “Enjoy yourselves while you still can.”
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“Dear Diary:

Tonight I went to the Delaney’s to babysit, and I ended up being gang-fucked. They were all there, all five of them. Mr. Simpson, Doctor Akers, Mr. Gregory, Mr. Delaney, Mr. Murdoch. All of them except my dad. They made me take my clothes off and dance for them, and suck on a fake rubber cock. Then they made me stick it in my pussy and fuck myself with it while they watched me and jerked off. I had to suck on their cocks, and then they all stuck their cocks in me, in every one of my holes, even my asshole, over and over again, for what seemed like forever.

It’s like they’ve made me their own plaything, their little teenage fuck-toy, a receptacle for them to shoot their come into, anytime they want. I hate them.”
Teenager's revenge 6


Joe Delaney came downstairs and found Kelly Willis sitting in a soft chair, reading one of his wife’s “Vogue” magazines. Elaine Delaney was away on business, and they had hired Kelly as a baby-sitter for their nine-month-old daughter, even though Joe figured to be home most of the weekend. He wanted to be free to come and go without worrying about the baby.

He walked into the room where Kelly was sitting, and sat down in a nearby chair. Kelly was wearing the sexiest outfit she owned, one that she never wore in public without something over it. It consisted of tight, white short-shorts through which her bikini panties were plainly outlined, and a white, gauzy little top with elastic piping, coming down just below her budding breasts. It was almost completely transparent, clearly revealing the swell of her unfettered breasts and her pert nipples. Her mother didn’t even know she had bought it, and would never have allowed her to wear it outside if she had. The outfit had caught Joe’s attention from the start that morning, and he had not bothered to avoid staring.

“So, Kelly, how are you doing these days? We haven’t had much of a chance to talk since you’ve been here.” His eyes drifted down to her breasts and stayed there.

Kelly had figured Mr. Delaney to be among her easier conquests. He had a habit of touching her in ways that weren’t too appropriate, even grabbing her butt once or twice in the past. She had always flirted with him, and he with her. More than that, she happened to know he was cheating on Elaine, and she on him. When you babysit for a couple, you overhear things. Given all of that, she had a pretty strong feeling there wasn’t much holding him back from acting on his sexual interest in her. All she had to do was let him know she was available. Still, she couldn’t resist the idea of toying with him a little bit.

“Oh, I’m okay, I guess, Mr. Delaney.”

“Just okay? A beautiful, sexy girl like you?”

Kelly smiled shyly at the compliment, and then her look turned serious. “Well…it’s kind of hard to adjust to not having much money. You know, my mom and I. I need to get some new clothes for school, and she said I had to make enough this summer to buy my own, because she can’t afford it. But my babysitting money isn’t going to be near enough. I need to find another job, I guess.”

“Yeah, I guess you can’t wear what you have on to school, huh?” said Joe, grinning salaciously. “They have rules.”

Kelly smiled again, and glanced down at her top. “Do you like it? I feel really sexy in it. My mom would kill me if she knew I was wearing it.”

“Me? I love it! But I can see how maybe your mom wouldn’t,” laughed Joe. Then he, too, got serious. “You know, Kelly, a sexy girl like you shouldn’t ever have to worry about money. For girls that look like you do, there are lots of ways to make money. Lots of ways.”

“What do you mean?” she asked.

“I mean, guys will pay you,” he said, staring into her questioning blue eyes. “To do things for them.”

“What kind of things?” said Kelly, all wide-eyed innocence, even though she was positive she knew where this was heading.

“You know what I’m talking about, Kelly. Sexual things. Are you a virgin.”

“Mr. Delaney!” exclaimed Kelly. “I’m only thirteen!”

“So the answer is yes?”

Kelly stared at him…and then giggled. “Well…..not really. Promise not to tell?”

“Uh, huh, I thought not.”

Now that the cat was out of the bag, Kelly was anxious to get back to the subject at hand.

“So, are you saying I should have sex with guys…for money?”

“I’m just saying it’s a way you could make money. A lot of money.”

“By being a….a prostitute? Me?”

“That’s a very negative-sounding word. We don’t have to call it that.”

But now Kelly leaned forward, and gazed at him with sudden interest. “Mr. Delaney, are you saying…that YOU’D give me money if I let you….um…..”

Joe smiled, liking where the conversation was going. “That’s exactly what I mean, Kelly. So would lots of other men. But we could start with me.”

Kelly blushed. “Ummmm…what would you want me to do?”

“Well, for starters, you could take those shorts off.”

“That’s all? Just my shorts?”

“Well…like I said, that’s for starters.”

“And how much would you pay me for that?” asked Kelly, smiling coquettishly, a hint of a tease in her voice now.

“Hmmmm…I think that would be worth…oh, maybe ten dollars.”

“Okay! It’s a deal.” she smiled. Standing up, she walked over and stood before him, reaching down to unbutton the button of her tight shorts. Tantalizingly, like a stripper, she slowly unzipped them, and then turned her back to him and slowly peeled them down over her cute ass, leaving her panties loosely covering a very small portion of it. That was a pretty easy ten dollars, she thought to herself.

“Mmmm, that’s perfect, Kelly,” said Joe, admiring her pert, sexy ass. “You want to try for more?”

“Uh-huh,” she said, turning back to him and smiling as she stepped out of her shorts. “What do I have to do?”

“Well, first, I’m going to make myself more comfortable. Then, how about a lap dance? Do you know
what that is?”

“Ummmm, kind of…my mom used to work as a stripper in one of those places, you know? When I was little. My dad told me she used to give him lap dances.”

Joe was struggling out of his pants and shorts, and kicking them off his bare feet. His large, thick cock was erect. “Good, then let’s see if you can dance like she did. I’ll give you twenty dollars for it, that’s about the going rate.” He picked up the remote for the TV, clicked it on, and found a rock music channel. The strong beat of the music filled the room.

Kelly stared, wide-eyed and fascinated, at Joe’s rigid penis. Never taking her eyes from it, she started to move with the music, her body undulating. She was a good dancer, and kids her age had no qualms about a lot of contact during dancing that would have shocked an older generation. Her dancing was sensual, erotic, suggestive. After awhile, she moved between her legs, leaned over him, and nudged her knee between his legs, pressing it against his exposed penis and rubbing it. Then she turned around and bent forward, placing her hands on his knees, as she carefully sat on his lap, rubbing her panty-clad ass against his cock, capturing it between her soft, smooth cheeks and wriggling against him playfully.

Joe gasped as she rubbed him with her luscious young body. His cock was aching, and he was eager for more. “Kelly,” he moaned. “Take off your top. I’ll give you another $20.”

She grinned, stood up, still moving with the beat, and turned around, climbing up and straddling him in the chair, sitting down in his lap. She could feel his cock pressing against her pussy through her wispy panties as she squirmed closer to him, rubbing it. She smiled at him. “Why don’t you do it, Mr. Delaney?”

Joe’s cock was rock-hard as she rubbed against it with her barely covered pussy, and he fought the impulse to throw her on her back and fuck her right then. But this game was too much fun to end so soon. He gazed at her breasts through the flimsy material of her loose-fitting top, seeing them up close for the first time. Her pert, eager nipples were taut with arousal, seeming to beg for his mouth around them. He reached up and slowly slid her top upward. The bottom hem caught on her nipples, and then eased past them. He left her top resting just above her bare breasts, and leaned forward and took one of them into his mouth, sucking on it. Her nipple was like a little pebble against his tongue. Kelly shivered and squirmed on his throbbing cock. The head lodged against her clit, sending her arousal higher as she wriggled against it.

“Ohhh, Mr. Delaney…that feels nice. Mmmm, suck on my titties.”

Joe feasted on her breast, licking and teasing her nipple, and then moved to the other one, as she rested her hands on his shoulder. Soon, though, he became impatient to move to the next level. He released her nipple from his mouth and leaned back.

“Kelly, how about taking your panties off now?”

Kelly climbed off his lap, standing before him, with a saucy smile on her face. “You want to see my little pussy, Mr. Delaney?”

Joe groaned. The little cock-tease! “Yes, Kelly, I very much want to see your cute little pussy.”

Kelly smiled at him teasingly. “I think that should be another $20, don’t you, Mr. Delaney?”

“Put it on my tab, Kelly.”

Kelly smiled and turned away from him, moving again with the strong beat. With exquisite slowness, she hooking her thumbs in her panties and slid them down over her ass cheeks and down her sleek thighs, bending to reveal her bare pussy lips. Stepping out of her panties, she straightened up and turned toward him again, once again leaning forward and gently rubbing his swollen cock and balls with her leg. He reached up and slid his hands up around her ass, squeezing her smooth cheeks.

Then Kelly turned her back to him again and slid back into his lap, once again capturing his cock between her ass cheeks, now unencumbered by her panties. The touch of her skin against his cock, after all her teasing, was indescribable. She leaned back, rubbing him gently, and leaned her head on his shoulder, as his hands moved up and again toyed with her bare breasts. Kelly turned her head and moaned softly in his ear, extending her tongue and teasing it inside. She wriggled playfully against his rigid, imprisoned cock.

“Mmmmmm…..your cock feels so nice, Mr. Delaney,” she breathed. “I’ll suck it for a hundred dollars.”

“Ohh, jeezus, yes….” groaned Joe, silently congratulating himself on his obviously successful approach.

Kelly slid down to the floor and turned to face him, kneeling between his legs. She leaned forward, reaching out and sliding both hands around the base of his shaft, tracing her lips wetly with her tongue.
“Mmmmm, you have such a big cock, Mr. Delaney. I can’t wait to feel it in my mouth.” She moved closer, extending her tongue, and slowly encircled the flared, circumcized head. Here eyes gazed streadily into his as she bathed the spongy head of his cock with wetness….and then licked upward along the underside with long, slow strokes of her tongue.

“Ohhh god, suck it, Kelly…” he gasped.

Kelly moved up a little, aimed his cock at her lips with her fingers, and slowly took just the head of his cock into her wet mouth. She began to bob her head, her taut, stretched lips moving past the sensitive crown of flesh each time, as she watched his face intently.

She sucked him like that for a little while, taking him a bit deeper into her mouth each time, her fingers lightly caressing the shaft, stroking it, then closing around it firmly and jerking him off as she sucked on the head with a slow, insistent rhythm, her lips pursed tightly around him.

“Ohhh, my god, suck it just like that!” he groaned, not quite believing that such a young girl could be so good at sucking a man’s cock. He fought to keep from coming, but he knew it was a losing battle, already feeling the first stirrings of his impending climax.

Kelly, sensing his state of arousal, sucked him deeper into her mouth, feeling the head of his cock nestling in the entrance to her throat. Then she slid her lips up the shaft and over the head, releasing him as she gasped for breath. “Come in my mouth, Mr. Delaney. I want you to.”

She plunged her mouth down over his rigid cock and sucked it harder, at the same steady, maddeningly slow pace, as her fingers continued to stroke him, gripping the shaft tightly with both hands. Her mouth was flooded with saliva, bathing his cock as she nursed on it, making soft slurping noises.

“Ohhh, god, Kelly, SUCK IT!! I’m gonna COME!!” He thrust his hips upward as he felt his balls spasm violently, and then he was pumping a thick torrent of hot come into her greedily sucking mouth.

“MMMMmmmmmm!” she hummed eagerly as she felt the first pulse of semen erupt in her mouth. Her lips clung to the shaft as her hands kept up it’s rhythmic stroking of his shaft. Pulse after thick pulse of come pumped into her waiting mouth, as he reached down and held her head, moving it on his cock as he pumped her welcoming mouth full.

Finally, he was done, the last of his ejaculate having been squeezed out onto her tongue. He lay back, gasping for breath, as she slowly moved her lips up and down. And then she eased upward, letting his wet, spermy cock slip out. She still held it with her fingers, and as he watched, she leaned forward and pushed his accumulated cum out of her mouth and down onto the head of his cock. The viscous fluid slid down over the head and down the shaft, until it reached her fingers. She looked up at him, smiling.

“Mmmmm, I love come…” she murmured, and then leaned forward and began to lick it up, playing with it with her exploring tongue, smiling at him with her eyes.

“Jeezus christ!” he murmured, in awe.

“Did you like that?’ asked Kelly, all little-girl now, despite her licking of dollops of sperm from his penis.

“I liked that,” gasped Joe.

“Me too,” said Kelly. But then she formed her lips in a girlish pout. “But I didn’t want you to come so soon. Now I can’t make any more money.”

“Just give me a minute, Kelly. I’ll be ready to go again.”

“Ohhhhhh, goody!” she said. She slid her mouth down over his cock and began to suck on him gently, liking the feeling of his cock in her mouth, now that it was somewhat less rigid. Her lips pressed into his softened flesh, and she took him all the way into her mouth, feeling the head lodged again in the back of her throat.

She sucked him patiently for awhile, and then, as he had foretold, he began to become erect again. A few moments later, he pushed her back, and got up from the chair. “Get on your knees on the chair, Kelly. I’m dying to taste that sweet pussy of yours.”

“Mmmmmm, that sounds nice, Mr. Delaney,” she said, smiling. “Ummm, how mu…”

“Another hundred, okay?”

“Okay!” she smiled, and obediently climbed up on the soft chair, resting her knees on it and hugging the back. Her cute butt was presented to him, and he lost no time in getting down on his knees and spreading her cheeks with his hands. He leaned forward and began hungrily lapping at her already-wet cleft, licking her with long, slow strokes of his tongue.

“Mmmmm, maybe I should have paid you, Mr. Delaney!” she gasped, as pleasure surged through her young body. She wriggled against his tongue as he licked and nibbled at her, bathing her sex with his saliva. Then he stiffened his tongue and drove it up inside her, fucking her with deep, wet thrusts of his lingual muscle.

“Ohhhhhhh, yeah, just like that,” she moaned, thrusting back against his tongue.

Joe continued making love to her pussy with his mouth, getting full value for his money. Soon, though, his insistent cock couldn’t be denied any longer, and he stood up and guided it to her dripping-wet entrance. He paused, rubbing the head slowly up and down her cleft, letting it bump against her clit each time.

Kelly, for the first time, lapsed out of character, forgetting about the money. “Do it….,” she hissed. “Fuck me now!”

Aroused beyond reason by her obscene entreaty, Joe thrust forward, burying his cock in her on one hard thrust.

“Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!” she groaned as he penetrated her depths. “You’re so BIG!”

“Damn, your pussy is tight!” he gasped, feeling her snug cunt grip him deliciously He slid out, feeling her cling to him, and then thrust it back into her, making her ass cheeks quake from the impact. He reached up and grabbed the base of her ponytail, and began to saw his cock in and out of her as he held her, pulling her head back as his balls slammed against her clitoris.

Ohhh, god, yessss….FUCK me! Fuck me like a whore!” moaned Kelly, loving the feeling of his pistoning cock in her drenched pussy. She loved feeling like a cheap street hooker, loved being used for sex, loved being a receptacle into which men pour their cum, loved the idea of being paid to do this, when it felt so GOOD!

Joe Delaney was mad with lust, driving in and out of Kelly’s eager cunt with a mounting, savage fury. He began to pound her pussy with hard, fast strokes, as her cries began to rise in pitch, punctuated each time by his vicious thrusts, and the hard slap of his balls against her clit.

“OH!! OH!! OHH!! YESS!!! FUCK!!! FUCK!!! ME!!! OHH!!! GOD!!! YESS!!! YESS!!! UHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!”

Kelly’s body exploded all over his deeply embedded cock, convulsing violently as he rammed it into her, making her see stars she trembled in the throes of her furious come. Her screams brought Joe near to his own climax, but he managed to hold back, since he had so recently come. He waited for her to come down, and then slowly eased his cock out of her and led her, trembling, to the adjacent dining room. He pulled out one of the armless chairs, and Kelly straddled him and sank down on his aching cock, holding onto the high back of the chair. She slowly began to rock her hips, her pussy gripping his cock tightly as she fucked him. Her breasts were close to his face, so he leaned forward and sucked on of them into his mouth, sucking it hard, almost at the cusp between pleasure and pain. Then he reached behind her and gripped her ass. His middle finger eased between her cheeks, seeking her tight, virginal asshole, and finding it. She moaned softly as his finger slowly wormed its way inside her, fucking slowly in and out.

Kelly, sensing her own orgasm welling up inexorably, concentrated on making him come when she did. She leaned forward and placed her lips to his ear, crooning softly as she worked his cock with her vaginal muscles, loving the feeling of it so deep inside her.

“Mmmmmmm, Mr. Delaney, I love your finger up my ass. Do it, fuck me with it. Your cock feels so nice this way…so deep inside me. I can’t wait to feel all of your hot come spurting up inside me, all warm and slippery. I want to feel each hot, delicious pulse. Mmmmmm, don’t you want to fill my teenage whore pussy with your come?”

Her lewd words, coming out of the mouth of a thirteen year old girl, drove Joe ever closer to the brink. He drove his cock into her and buried his finger further into the hot depths her ass. “Ohhh, god, baby, I want to come in your tight little pussy so bad…just a little bit more…just….OH GOD, HERE IT COMES!!!!!!!”

Kelly tightened her muscles, gripping his cock as she felt it expand ominously. And then, jet after jet of semen was erupting inside her eagerly clasping vagina, and he held her tightly as he emptied his come into her in viscous, syrupy spurts. Their bodies rocked gently as Kelly, too, shuddered through an exquisite climax, triggered by the warm flood of sperm inside her.

They stayed that way as their orgasms ebbed, Kelly’s pussy twitching on his spasming cock, they’re breathing slowly returning to normal. Joe slowly slid his finger out of her asshole. Kelly shivered deliciously with the aftershocks of her powerful climax.

Finally, Kelly giggled. “Let’s see….that’s ten for taking my shorts off, twenty for the dance, twenty for my top, a hundred for sucking your cock, another hundred for letting you lick my pussy….I think fucking you should be worth at LEAST two hundred, don’t you?”

“Whatever you say, darlin’. Just come back tomorrow for more, okay?”

She giggled again, wriggling playfully on his flagging cock, still lodged deep inside her. “How much would you give me if I let you…fuck me in my ass?”

Joe moaned, feeling his cock stir again within her. She felt it too. “Name your price, honey. You learn fast! Just be here!”

She grinned and slowly climbed off his lap, reluctantly letting his cock slip out. Then she bent down and briefly took his semi-erect cock between her lips, tasting herself as well as his come on it. Then she released him and stood up. “Okay, Mr. Delaney. I’ll see you then. I’ll just check on Jeffrey and then I’ll go home.” She began to gather her clothing.

When she let herself out the front door, Joe was still sitting in the chair, a dazed expression on his face.
Teenager's revenge 5


Dave Murdoch gazed out the window of his second floor bedroom at young Kelly Willis, lying face down by the Sinclair’s pool in her tiny black bikini. He knew the Sinclair’s were in Florida, taking their kids on a vacation to Disney World. They must have hired Kelly to house-sit for them while they were gone, he thought to himself. Involuntarily, his cock lengthened and thickened in his pants as he watched the nubile young girl he had known pretty much all her life. With difficulty, he fought down the vivid mental image of her naked, impaled on his lust-hardened cock. “Down boy!” he said, sternly. “She’s a child!”

Murdoch moved away from the window and walked downstairs, exiting the house through the back door. Crossing the yard, he peered over the top of the block wall that separated his property from the Sinclair’s residence. “Hi, Kelly!” he called.

Upon hearing her name, Kelly jumped, surprised. She looked in the direction of the voice, and saw Mr. Murdoch looking over the wall. She smiled. “You scared me, Mr. Murdoch!”

“I’m sorry, Kelly. Didn’t mean to. Are you house-sitting for the Sinclairs?”

“Yeah, they won’t be back until Tuesday. They said I could use the pool.”

“That’s what I figured. Well, have a good day, Kelly. It’s nice to see you again.”

Kelly smiled. She had counted on Mr. Murdoch seeing her, or at least hoped he would, since his house overlooked the pool. Things were falling into place.

Dave Murdoch was the oldest of her step-father’s close friends, over 60 years old. His hair was almost white, but he worked out constantly and was in great shape for a man his age. Kelly had always looked upon him as a kind of surrogate grandfather, and he had always been protective of her. Yet he had stood silently by while her step-dad had cruelly reduced her and her mom to instant poverty. He deserved what he got, she thought. It was like the saying she had once heard: revenge is a dish best served cold.

Kelly knew that Mr. Murdoch would probably be her most difficult assignment. He was the last person she expected to be interested in her sexually, much less to act upon his interest. She wasn’t even sure guys his age were interested in sex at all. She had trouble even imagining it. But he was still a man, she thought to herself, and she was determined to go through with it regardless of the consequences. She would just have to use a little bit more direct approach.

“Mr. Murdoch, why don’t you come over and take a swim? You can keep me company for awhile.”

Murdoch looked up at the morning sun, shielding his face. He couldn’t think of a nicer way to spend some time on a warm Saturday morning than swimming in the large pool, with Kelly there to please his eyes.

“Okay, it’s a deal. How about if I bring some cokes and an ice-chest?”

“Bring something stronger, if you want to. I’m a big girl. Or hadn’t you noticed?” She giggled.

“Yes, I’ve noticed,” said Murdoch. “Okay, I’ll throw in some beer and wine coolers. For me.”

Kelly pouted. “Okay, be that way!” she called. “The front door is open!”

A few minutes later, Murdoch appeared in the back yard in his baggy swim trunks, wheeling an ice chest. He was tanned and muscular. He greeted Kelly again, secretly admiring her pert ass, like a ripe peach, about five percent of it covered by the skimpy swimsuit. He felt his cock expanding again, and he quickly walked over and dove into the pool to keep her from noticing. Rising to the surface of the clear blue water, he swam the length of the pool, then back again. The water was cool and invigorating.

“You should come in for a swim, Kelly. If you don’t mind swimming with an old man.”

“You’re not that old, Mr. Murdoch…and you sure do keep in terrific shape!” She got up from the recliner and walked over to the edge of the pool as Murdoch watched. Her budding breasts were exposed even more than her ass. Her mother would never have allowed her to wear this particular swimsuit in public, but she figured it was okay for a private sunbathe in a secluded back yard.

Kelly caught his lingering gaze, smiled inwardly, and dove gracefully into the pool, making almost no splash. She surfaced in the shallow end close to where Murdoch was standing. “Whew! It’s cold!” she said, laughing.

Murdoch smiled, his glance again drifting downward, despite himself. The top of Kelly’s swimsuit had shifted when she dove into the water, revealing her tiny right nipple, puckered tautly from the chill of the water. He cleared his throat, raising his finger and pointing.

Kelly looked down and blushed. “Ooops!” she laughed, reaching up and unhurriedly tucking her nipple behind her top. She might as well not have bothered, thought David, since her nipples showed plainly through the thin material of her suit anyway.

“It’s okay, Kelly, I’ve seen them before,” he laughed, fighting back his quite natural lustful impulses. “I mean….other women’s.”

“My mom thinks I shouldn’t wear such a tiny swimsuit, now that my titties are getting so much bigger,” she said. “Honestly, she’s such a prude sometimes.”

Dave had a fleeting mental picture of Enrique and Kelly’s voluptuous mom fucking their brains out on her big bed, and his cock suddenly felt like an iron bar in his trunks. “Your mom is right to be concerned about you, Kelly. You’re a beautiful girl, and there are lots of sexual predators out there.”

“Oh, I know,” she said, too close to him for comfort. “But it’s okay, here in private, with just you.”

“Better watch out, Kelly,” he grinned. “I may be old, but I’m not dead yet.”

“I hope not!” she giggled. She was tempted to reach out and grab his cock through his trunks, but she was afraid of scaring him away. She wanted to let the scene build a little more gradually. “I’m going to get some more sun. Can I have one of your wine coolers?”

“Kelly,” he said, frowning. “You’re too young.”

“Aww, c’mon, Mr. Murdoch,” she pleaded. “You think I’ve never done anything like that before?”

“Well…okay…just don’t tell your mom I corrupted you.”

“Thanks!” she said, smiling and climbing out of the pool, water cascading off her body. She walked to the recliner and dried herself off with a fluffy towel. Getting a wine cooler from the ice chest, she opened it and drank from it, liking its coldness as it washed down her throat. Then she lay down on the recliner again, feeling the warm sun on her back.

Dave waited for his throbbing erection to wane, and then climbed out of the pool too. Walking to the ice chest, he got himself a cold beer and sat down in a chair next to Kelly. “So, what else does your mother not know about you, Kelly?”

She turned her head toward him, resting it on her arms. “You wouldn’t tell on me, would you, Mr. Murdoch?”

“Nooo, of course not, Kelly. What happens here, stays here. Just like Las Vegas.”

“Well….for one thing, she doesn’t know I’m not a virgin.”

Once again, Dave had to conceal his throbbing erection, this time with his towel. “Hmmmmm…..well, I guess I shouldn’t be surprised, the way young girls are these days. Who did you have sex with?”

“Ohhhh, with a few guys,” she said. “I shouldn’t tell you, I don’t want to get them in trouble.”

“And did you like it?”

She giggled. “Of course, silly! It’s, like, all I ever think about now! Even when I’m in school.”

“Kelly, are you using birth control?” asked Dave, not quite sure whether he was asking the question to protect her, to satisfy his own curiosity, or…

“Uh-huh. Dr. Akers gave me a prescription two weeks ago. My mom doesn’t know that, either. You’d think she’d be more worried about me, considering she got pregnant with me at 16.”

“Well, that’s good, anyway. No point in messing up your life that way when you’re so young.”

Kelly smiled, feeling like she had finished baited the hook sufficiently. “Mr. Murdoch, would you put some oil on my back? I can’t reach.”

“Sure, sweetie.” He moved over and straddled her, sitting on her thighs. Picking up the bottle of oil, which had been warming in the sun, he unsnapped the lid and he poured some on her back, spreading it with his fingers, working it into her smooth skin.

“Mmmmm, that feels good…” she murmured. “Would you mind untying my top? I don’t want to get a line there.”

Again Dave’s cock lurched, the bulge almost touching the cleft of her ass. God, she was growing up to be a little cock-tease! But he couldn’t resist the chance to see more of her body, and not the fleeting glance he had had before. He slowly pulled the string at her back until it came loose, and pushed the strings down to her sides.

“That’s better,” she sighed, as he began again to massage her back. “You have nice strong fingers.”

“The better to rub you with, my dear,” said Dave playfully, fervently wishing she’d turn over on her back.

“Could you get my legs, too, Mr. Murdoch?”

“Sure, Kelly…my pleasure,” he said, moving down and pouring some more oil on her thighs. He began working his fingers into her firm flesh, gazing admiringly at her pert, round ass. Her little bikini bottom had pulled up into her cleft, and it clung to the folds of her labia in a way that left little to his vivid imagination. Oh, to fuck this little nymphette, he thought. Just once.

Again he fought down the impulse. The girl was 13! And practically his own granddaughter! Think of something else! And yet, his hands slid up to the tops of her thighs, as if they had a mind of their own. She parted them a little more, almost as if inviting him to rub her pussy. His cock throbbed insistently, completely free of his brain’s control. His thumbs stopped just short, and pressed deep into her inner thighs, and he watched as her labia parted beneath the clinging material.

Kelly decided that now was the time to turn the heat up. As Dave reached over for his beer, she turned over on her back, her luscious titties fully and shamelessly exposed to his gaze. “Would you do my front?” she whispered.

“Kelly….you shouldn’t…I shouldn’t…” he stammered, setting the beer bottle down.

“It’s okay, Mr. Murdoch,” she said, smiling. “It’s like you said, it’s not as if you’d never seen them before.”

“Sweetie, you’re only 13. I could get in so much trouble!”

“Nobody will see. Don’t you like my titties?” She reached up and lightly caressed her nipples with her fingertips as he watched, teasing them into erection again..

“Kelly….I adore your titties,” he said, struggling to maintain his composure. “All right, just this once. And not a word to your mom.”

“What happens here, stays here,” she said, giggling, as he moved up and straddled her. He reached for the oil again, and poured some between her breasts. Slowly, deliberately, he began to spread it with his fingers, sliding them over her budding mounds.

Kelly sighed happily, feeling her nipples responding eagerly to his touch, standing forth against his slippery palms. “Mmmmmm….that’s nice, Mr. Murdoch. You see, nobody’s here to arrest you.”

Dave glanced around, satisfying himself that no one else’s house overlooked the pool. His hands gently squeezed her firm young breasts, glistening now with the slippery oil. “No, nobody’s here to arrest me.”

He continued to rub and squeeze her breasts, as her breathing became more erratic, then moved lower and spread oil on her tummy, admiring her smooth skin, the delicate little cup of her belly-button, and the gentle rises of her hip bones.

“Do you want me to do you, too?” she asked, after a few more minutes. “I mean, rub some oil on you?” They way she said it almost drove him crazy with need.

“Okay, that sounds nice,” he said. She got up from the recliner and he lay down on it, on his back. Too late, he realized that she could now see the outline of his fat, rigid cock through his loose wet shorts.

But Kelly was already straddling him, pouring warm oil on his white-haired chest. She began to rub it into his skin, his stiff cock resting against her barely covered pussy. Her deliciously bare breasts bobbed just a little as she moved on him, her cleft putting gentle pressure on his aching cock. He knew she could feel its rigid hardness rubbing against her clit.

“You know, Mr. Murdoch, I’ve always felt you looked really good for a man your age,” she said, as she rocked against him. “You must work out all the time!”

Dave stifled a groan as she rubbed against the shaft of his aching cock, pinching his nipples a little with her fingers. “Yes…I do work out quite a bit.” She MUST know what she’s doing to me, he thought. She MUST!

“Do you and Mrs. Murdoch have sex a lot?” she asked, out of the blue.

David frowned. It was a sore point. “No…not for a long time.”

“That’s too bad,” she whispered, a sad, pouty look on her face. “A man like you shouldn’t have to go without sex.”

“Well, it’s just one of those things some of us have to live with,” said David.

“Let me get your legs now.” She moved down, reaching for the bottle and pouring more of it on his hairy legs. The outline of his stiff cock was plainly visible to her as she worked her fingers up and down his thighs, each time sliding just a little higher.

“Mr. Murdoch,” she whispered softly. “You don’t have to live with it.” Her fingers moved tantalizingly higher.

“What do you mean, Kelly?” he asked, his cock arguing with his brain and quickly gaining ground.

“You know what I mean, Mr. Murdoch, “ she whispered softly. Her fingers slid up his parted inner thighs, teasing against his bloated balls. Her touch was electrifying. He moaned.

“Kelly….” He broke off as her fingers continued to gently caress his balls, then slid up inside, along his rigid penis, caressing it with her fingertip.

Kelly gazed into his eyes steadily. “You can fuck me if you want to. Here. Now. I know you want to. I can feel your hard cock. I’m not a virgin, I know what to do. I’ll make you feel real good, and nobody will ever know.”

“Kelly…it’s wrong. As much as I want to, I just can’t! You’re only thirteen!”

Kelly slid her fingers around his cock and squeezed it, making him groan. “This doesn’t care if I’m thirteen. It just wants to be inside my tight little pussy. And I want it there, fucking me! Mr. Murdoch, I’m so wet!”

“Ohhh, god help me!” moaned Dave. How could he resist her?

Kelly, meanwhile, was tugging at his swim trunks. Despite what was left of his crumbling resistance, David found himself raising his hips to let her pull them down, setting his rigid cock free. She quickly encircled it with the fingers of both of her hands, holding it toward her. “Mmmmm…it’s even bigger than I thought.” Without waiting for a response, she lowered her head and engulfed the head of his cock in her mouth, sucking it eagerly as her fingers began to stroke him in time with the bobbing of her head.

“Oh, jeezus, Kelly!” he groaned, his cock imprisoned in the warm, wet paradise of her mouth. Where had she ever learned to suck a man’s cock like this??

Kelly sucked him happily, jerking him off into her mouth with her fingers. She had won! He was a man like any other, and he couldn’t pass up an open invitation from a sexy thirteen-year-old, no matter how many moral scruples he had!

Dave watched, his mind swirling, as Kelly sucked hungrily on his cock, making wet, slurping sounds. Her blue eyes were wide open, watching him as she made love to his penis. He knew it was wrong, so very wrong. If he was caught, his life was over. But none of that mattered now. All that mattered was that his cock was in Kelly’s welcoming wet mouth, that it felt like heaven, and that her delectable young pussy was his for the taking. He was 63 years old! It had been literally years since he had had sex, with anyone, let alone a gorgeous teenage nymphette. How many opportunities like this would he ever get? But he had to take her into the house. His wife would be home from her shopping soon!

Kelly, as if reading his thoughts, raised her head, letting him escape. A thick rope of saliva draped from her lower lip to the tip of his cock, then snapped up and dangled from her chin. “Take me upstairs and fuck me on the bed!” she whispered urgently.

He nodded, his surrender to her now total. She got up, still wearing her bikini bottom. As he rose to his feet, letting his trunks fall to his feet, she pulled on the string at the side, and the tie came lose. The bikini came lose and dropped to the concrete, revealing her naked pussy, with its neatly trimmed heart-shaped patch of blonde hair. He stepped out of his trunks and walked to her, his cock still throbbingly erect, and she jumped into his arms, wrapping her arms and legs around him. He grabbed her cute ass and carried her that way through the back door, up the stairs, and into the Sinclair’s bedroom, with its king-sized bed. He pushed her back onto the bed, moved over her and kissed her. Her lips quickly parting and she thrust her tongue eagerly into his mouth, meeting his and twining with it. Her legs moved up and around him, welcoming him, and he fought the powerful impulse to drive his cock into her right then. He wanted to savor this, now that he was committed. He would give her a fuck that she would remember the rest of her life!

Breaking their kiss, Dave moved slowly down Kelly’s body, tracing along it with his tongue. When he reached her right breast, he kissed it and sucked her nipple into his mouth, loving the way it responded eagerly to his touch. She moaned as he suckled her, his tongue swirling around the sensitive bud, his hand tightly squeezing at the base of her breast. Then he moved to the other one, giving it the same patient attention. Kelly thought she would come just from the pleasure he was giving her nipples. Her pussy was dripping-wet. No man had ever made love to her nipples this way.

“Ohhhhh, Mr. Murdoch, that feels so good!” she murmured, her breathing ragged. “I can’t wait to feel you licking my pussy!”

Dave reluctantly released her erect nipple from his mouth. “And I can’t wait to taste your sweet little pussy, Kelly.” Slowly, he slid further down her body, still patiently tracing with his tongue, down across her tummy, delving into the delightful little font of her belly-button. She shivered with pleasure as his tongue slid into it, then continued it’s meandering travels. He licked across the rise of her hip bone, then down into the fold between her thigh and her hip. Finally, he could restrain himself any more, and stuck his tongue between the folds of her pussy, and let it glide lightly upward, parting her. She gasped as his tongue eased past her little clit.

“AAAHHHHH!!!! That’s soooo nice….lick me all over….”

Dave began to lap at her glistening sex, caressing the petals of her pussy with long, slow strokes of his tongue. She whimpered softly as his experienced tongue drove her arousal higher and higher. Then he stiffened his tongue and drove it deep inside her vagina, tasting the honey that flowed from within her.

“Ohh, god, yessss, fuck me with your tongue!” she gasped, using every weapon at her command now.

David stabbed his tongue in and out of her, loving her fresh, sweet taste. His hand crept between the firm cheeks of her ass, his fingers seeking. In a moment, he rested a fingertip now against her tight little anus, as his tongue slid upward and across her clit again. He began to lap at her clit with steady upward strokes now, his finger exerting gentle pressure against her tight little ring of muscle.

She squealed as he pressed against her ass, his tongue fluttering over her clit. She could feel the stirrings of her body and knew she was going to come soon, hard. “OHHHHHHYESSSSS!!!! MR. MURDOCH!!! OHH!!!! OHH!!!! OHHH!!!”

He teased her clit with the back of his tongue, moving it from side to side over it as his fingertip eased just inside her ass, stretching it. Nobody had ever done that to her, and she felt her arousal build deliciously as he probed her there.

And then, his lips closed around her quivering clit, and sucked at it, his finger sliding deeper, and Kelly’s body convulsed upward against his mouth. She screamed as her orgasm welled up and took hold of her. “OHHHGOD! OHGOD!! I’M COMING!!!! AAAAAAUUUUGGGGHHHH!!!!!!”

Dave kept his mouth fastened to her clit as she came, his tongue swirling around the tiny bud. His finger drove deeper into her virginal ass as she bucked against his face, lost in the tumult of her furious orgasm. She drove her feet into the bed and raised her hips as she trembled violently, suspended there for what seemed an eternity, and then fell back, gasping for breath.

Dave slid his finger from her tight little ass, but kept up his gently licking and nibbling at her clit as she came down. But Kelly couldn’t wait any longer. She reached down and grabbed his face between her two hands, causing him to look up into her eyes. “Fuck me now,” she whispered urgently. “I need you to fuck me!”

He slid upward, resting on one hand, and positioning his throbbing member in the furrow of her wet pussy with the other. And then, without hesitating, he drove it into her to the hilt. Her young pussy gripped his cock like a tight fist.

“Ohhh, Mr. Murdoch!! It’s so big!! It’s filling me so full!!” she gasped breathlessly.

“Now you’re going to be fucked, Kelly, the way you should be fucked.” He began to saw his cock in and out of her wetly clinging pussy.

“Ohhhhh, yessssss!” moaned Kelly, gazing up into his eyes worshipfully. “You like me to talk dirty, don’t you Mr. Murdoch. Does it get you hot?”

“I love it, Kelly,” he moaned, accelerating his thrusts, fucking his cock in and out with hard, fast strokes. “I love it when you’re nasty like that.”

She stared right at him. “FUCK me, Mr. Murdoch. Give me your big, hard cock, and fuck my little pussy, HARD!!”

Driven by her obscene entreaties, David began to slam his cock into her with a mounting fury, pistoning it in and out, jolting her body each time he thrust into her, making her breasts jiggle as he fucked her. “Hold your legs back, Kelly.”

He pushed her legs back, and she hugged them together with her arms, opening herself completely to him. He looked down and watched as his rampant cock impaled her pussy, her inner labia clinging to it as it withdrew, only to disappear inside her as he thrust forward. He sat up and began fucking his cock into her relentlessly, thrusting hard and fast with his hips, his flesh smacking against hers in the quiet room.

Kelly squealed with each thrust, her voice catching in her throat, rising higher and higher in pitch, as she felt him driving her fast toward another powerful climax. “Uh! UH!! OHH!!! UHH!! UHH!!! UH!!!UH!!!UH!!

“COME!!” he commanded, baring his teeth and sucking air through them. “COME, you little SLUT!!! COME HARD ON MY BIG DICK!!!”

Kelly felt her body exploding, spurred on by his words. She loved being called a slut! She felt like a grown-up now, able to fuck like a grown-up! She convulsed upward, meeting his hard thrust, and screamed out her orgasm as he pounded into her with a growing fury, punctuating her cry with each fast jolt of his cock. He didn’t stop when she came, he just kept fucking her, hard.


Kelly trembled in the throes of her climax, and he continued to fuck her relentlessly. He was like a machine, she thought, her mind swirling. A fucking machine!

He fucked into her for several more strokes, and then abruptly stopped and pulled out of her. His voice was like the crack of a whip. “GET ON YOUR HANDS AND KNEES!!”

Instantly, she turned over and got up on her knees, her face against the bedspread, her back arched downward. Her glistening, well-fucked pussy was there for him to take, her ass wriggling from side to side invitingly. He moved up and drove his cock back inside her sopping pussy, and began to fuck her with the same powerful, driving force. Her firm ass cheeks jiggled with each thrust, and his balls smacked against her clit, sending hard jolts of pleasure through her young body. Once again, the room was filled with the sounds of his flesh against hers, as he fucked her relentlessly, for what seemed an eternity.

Kelly lost track of the number of times her body erupted in orgasm. Her entire being was focused on his big, hard cock, pounding incessantly into her pussy. Once, when he felt that she wasn’t quite wet enough, he pulled out of her, gathered his saliva in his mouth, and then bent down and spit it on her. It oozed downward while he moved up and spread it with the head of his cock, then shoved it back inside her and began fucking her again. After a few moments, she came again.

Finally, he stopped, and lay back on the bed. “GET ON TOP OF ME!”

Kelly was completely his now. She would have done anything he wanted, anything at all. She climbed up over him and straddled his cock, reaching down and grabbing it and guiding it to her juicy pussy. She slid down on it, and began to fuck him that way, his hips rising to meet her as they moved together.

“Ohhhh, yeah, FUCK me, Mr. Murdoch!!” she moaned. “Don’t ever stop!” She had never been on top before, and she loved the feeling of being in control, fucking herself on his cock, as if it were an inanimate object put there only for her pleasure. She began to rock her hips, her pussy exerting delicious pressure on his cock with each movement.

They fucked that way for awhile, and then Kelly had another idea. She slid her legs up, resting on them, and then leaned back, supported by her arms. She would have worried that she was going to break his cock off, but she had seen this in one of the Sinclair’s porn DVDs and was anxious to try it.

David groaned as she leaned back, the pressure on his cock growing as she forced it away from him. And then she began to move, slowly fucking him that way, her pussy seeming to grip his cock tightly and suck on it.

“Watch your cock going in and out of me, Mr. Murdoch,” she murmured, her hips rising and falling slowly, gradually accelerating her pace. “Do you like that?”

“Ohhh, fuck yeah, that’s so fucking hot!” groaned David, gazing at his cock as it slid into her. She watched too, loving how sexy it looked.

“Uhhhhhhh, I love your big cock!” she sighed, as they worked together. There was no hurry, no anxious drive toward orgasm. They were just lost in the joy of fucking for it’s own sake.

Another long interval past as they slowly moved together, worked together. Then Dave spoke again. “Turn around, Kelly, facing the other way. I want to look at that beautiful ass while you fuck me.”

Smiling, Kelly lifted off his cock and turned around, straddling him again. Once again, she guided his cock into her vaginal opening, and sank down on it, impaling herself. Her hips began to rise and fall, as he watched her engulf him in her. Soon, she began to writhe on his cock, rotating her hips as she rode it, wanting to maximize his pleasure. He reached up and grabbed the cheeks of her ass and squeezed them as she fucked herself on his cock.

David felt his long-withheld orgasm lurking just below the surface. He had wanted to hold back as long as he could, loving this delicious, marathon fuck that by now was well over an hour old. But now, he knew, he had to release the semen that had been accumulating in his balls all this time. He had to come!

“Kelly, get on your back again,” he whispered urgently.

Quickly she slid off him and rolled over on her back, her legs up and apart, once again presenting her welcoming pussy to him. “YESSSS, FUCK ME NOW, HARD!!” she hissed.

He climbed between her legs and stabbed his cock into her, fucking her hard and fast, like an animal. Kelly lost herself in his cock, conscious only of the furious pounding of her pussy and the incessant beat, beat, beat of her almost continuous climaxes, her body buffeted by his thrusts. She was nearing exhaustion when he finally gave out with a gutteral growl, and his cock erupted inside her. Kelly clung to him as his cock pulsed and spurted, flooding her vagina with its soothing, slippery warmth. Still shaking from her last climax, she welcomed his thick, syrupy come into her depths, her muscles gripping him tightly, squeezing him, wanting to extract every spurt, every drop. For the first time in her life, a man was spurting his hot, thick come into her pussy, with no condom, no nothing, just flesh against flesh, and lots and lots of come, bathing and soothing her insides with its creamy white goodness. She loved the feeling.

He continued to pump his sperm into her as she whimpered happily, her pussy spasming around his cock, milking it, crooning the words in his ear breathlessly. “Ooooh, yeah, give it to me, Mr. Murdoch….give me all of your hot come….so good…”

He rolled over, bringing her with him, as he gasped for air. His oozing cock was still buried inside her tight little cunt. Gradually, their breathing and heart rates returned to normal. Without a word, Kelly slid his cock out of her, and he rolled over on his back. She moved up, leaning forward and lazily caressing his spent cock with the tip of her tongue, patiently licking it clean as he moaned, exhausted.

Finally, she was done. She sat up, smiling at him impishly. “So, was it worth it, Mr. Murdoch?”

“Maybe you should call me Dave,” he laughed. “I mean, after all we’ve been through together.”

“Was I a good fuck?” she asked, feeling playful.

“Too good!” he sighed. “I’m an old man! You almost killed me!”

She giggled, almost sorry for what she was planning to do to Mr. Murdoch and all the others. Almost.

“But you would have died happy. You were great, Mr. Mur…Dave. I don’t know how many times I came. I thought I was going to explode! Maybe we can do it again sometime, huh?”

“Ohhh, I’d love it, Kelly.”

“Good, maybe the next time I baby-sit for them. We can turn the lights off and go skinny-dipping!” She giggled. “Your wife won’t see a thing!”

The mention of his wife caused Dave to return to reality. “Well, I better get out of here, Kelly. My wife is probably wondering where I am.”

Fuck her, Kelly thought to herself. But she smiled. “Say hi for me,” she said. She lay back on the bed, still enjoying the feeling of being full of come.

“Bye, Kelly. And…thanks.” He got up, walked down the stairs and out the back door, retrieving his swim trunks.

Kelly lay back, smiling. She was already composing her diary entry.