Perverts 'R' Us

Pixies Are Full of Surprises

By Bryce ( m/f, m/g, oral )

At 17, James had partaken in his fair share of teenage sex-ploits. Although he willingly sought encounters with similarly aged females, he'd always had his eye on Melissa, the sister of one of his romantic encounters.

The first night he had seen Melissa, he was being rushed into the bedroom of Joanne, Melissa's older sister. What he saw was more of a glimpse than anything; just a quick gaze into Melissa's little pink room. She was lying on her bed with her feet scissoring the air while she was drawing some unknown creation in her little notebook.

When James saw her, he stopped dead, trying to take it in, but his current sexual conquest wouldn't be denied, and she tugged him further on. From the minimal time spent observing her, he took in as much as he possibly could. She had shoulder-length hair that was jet-black and had a sultry sheen to it. She had breathtaking green eyes and irresistible lips that seemed to be eternally locked in a pout. James had been unable to discern most of her body type, but he noted that she had lightly muscled legs that were smooth and white.

That night he'd had quite an ejaculation with Joanne.

Despite the fact that he normally grew bored with the women he chased, he continued to return to Joanne, but he had other motives. James only continued to remain with her so that he might catch more glimpses of her pixie sister.

As James and Joanne continued to date, he came to get to know Joanne's family quite well. And, most importantly, Joanne's little sister. James got to know Melissa, and felt that she liked him quite a lot. Certainly not in the sexual sense, as she was 10 at the oldest. James took advantage of this to its fullest. He wrestled with her often, but not so much as to raise suspicion.

Every time he was inside of Joanne he was dreaming of her little sister, imagining what he'd like to do to her, and what he'd like her to do to him. As he lay in the afterglow of an especially wonderful orgasm, he made up his mind. He would, one way or another, have sexual contact with Melissa.

His chance came earlier than he could have hoped. Joanne's parents wished to take her to an R-rated movie. Unfortunately for them and immensely fortuitous for James, the babysitter was a no-show and he'd already seen the movie with some friends of his. It was Melissa herself that suggested James. Her parents, having come to respect and trust James, agreed to it. When the topic of payment came up, James offered to do it freely, as a favor to them. He thought it unfair to exploit there daughter AND take their money.

He arrived on a wonderful sight, Melissa an oversized night-shirt and nothing but panties beneath. He mentally calculated how long the movie would take. It had been about 3 hours long when he went to see it, and with the drive time being 20 minutes each way, he figured he would have ample time to figure out how to get her on his cock.

"What do you wanna do tonight, Melissa?" James asked as he crouched down to her level.

"How about I give you a whoopin'?" came her reply as she flung herself at him, sending them both to the ground and inciting quite a wrestling match.

As the physical contact continued, James felt an all-too familiar stirring in his loins. As his member expanded in his sweat shorts he tried to position himself so that she wouldn't feel it. He didn't want her feeling too uncomfortable before he made his attempt at making her his own sexual delight. Alas, he was unable to prevent the contact, and as Melissa attempted to punch one of his shoulders, he leaned back quickly. Her hand, continuing its downward momentum, batted James right on the dick. You could've cut the silence with a knife. Her laughter stopped dead before James' penis had finished bobbing up and down through his shorts.

James feared the worst, but was very pleasantly surprised when Melissa said.

"Ohhhhh, so you want to do THAT kind of wrestling."

James' heart froze in his chest and his breath caught in his throat as Melissa slid her fingers beneath the waistband of his shorts.

"Whoah, whoah," James cried, wanting to be entirely sure she knew what was going to happen before he was in too deep to recover. "What are you doing?"

Melissa's impish little face flashed a knowing smile. "I know what you want, James. I haven't felt a dingdong that hard in a while"

"You mean you've done this before?" came the incredulous response from James.

Melissa replied proudly, "Daddy says I can work his tool like nobody ever has."

James was shocked, but the cogs of his mind quickly started turning. If her father has done this, that means he had something on the old man and could use the knowledge to blackmail him for future encounters with Melissa. With a pleased sigh he allowed Melissa to continue removing his shorts.

Melissa gripped his now-pulsing erection through his boxers and began to rub it slowly. "Wow," she said "You really want this, don't you?"

"More than you can know" James responded breathlessly.

"I don't want to keep you waiting, then" She said with a grin of unfathomable eroticism.

After removing James' boxers she looked silently at his cock. It felt to James as if he was sporting a quivering baseball bat. If bobbed slowly up and down as blood pulsed into it.

"What's wrong?" asked a suddenly concerned James. "..well, yours is much larger than Daddy's" came Melissa's reply.

Smiling inwardly, James assured her that it worked just the same and would be entirely all right.

Getting down to business, Melissa gently kissed James all over his pelvic region. She instructed him to lie on his back and began to lick his engorged penis. Every brush of her pouty lips on his member caused him to feel a surge of light-headedness, as if he was running out of the blood needed to keep his brain functioning. It certainly felt that way, too, as he had never felt harder.

Melissa continued to maddeningly kiss his erection, which, while pleasurable, was simply not enough to give him the release that he so desperately needed. After what seemed like weeks she said, "I'm surprised you've been able to contain yourself James, I thought for sure you'd go crazy. I guess you've earned this." And with that, she slid his swollen head into her mouth, giving it a tongue bath that could melt the polar icecaps. She quickly took more of James, getting most of him into her. The entire time she had a lively tongue, flicking it on the underside of his cock. Melissa let his cock fall out of her mouth as she took an amazingly expert grip on his cock and began to masturbate him like a pro, using her warm saliva as lubrication. As he hand quickly stroked his rod top to bottom she put a delicate twist on it, so that it felt like her hand was spiraling down his cock, as a stripper down a pole.

In what seemed like seconds, James began bucking his hips as he cried out a warning. Hearing this, Melissa quickly began to lick the underside of his head while maintaining her quick pace. He, quite literally, erupted. After the first stream of thick cum shot from his member Melissa lifted her face and allowed the other forthcoming ropes to coat her face and shapeless chest.

James could only lie back as each wave of mind-crushing pleasure left him. And having spent all that in him, he lay back and closed his eyes tightly.

Eventually, Melissa said, "I really enjoyed stroking you, James. Maybe when you babysit me in the future we can go a little… farther"

James left the house that night as a man walking on air.