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FUN WITH MR BURK (Mf, incest, cons, pedo)
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Mister Bob Burk was a 40 year old construction worker, living in a
duplex. He
was a tall man, with rippling arm muscles and large hands, due to 20
years of
hard work outdoors. Burk was generally a quiet man, and unlike many of his
buddies, preferred mellow evenings alone rather than playing pool and
drinking
beer at the bars. Unmarried, happy with renting a video or reading a book
at
night alone, Bob was known as that "nice, quiet man" in the neighborhood.
Bob was standing in his tiny front yard, watering the hedges, enjoying a
Saturday off, basking in the pleasant sun of an Indian Summer, when he
noticed
the little girl next door. Tough to guess her age---12, 13? Blonde
pigtails in
red ribbons, white ankle socks, and high heels that had that "dressing
up like
mommy" look made the girl appear younger than 12 or 13, but the toned
legs and
the shapely ass were features one would expect to see on a girl much older.
The girl possessed many lovely features, but Bob couldn't help paying
attention
to the girl's ass as it was on display in impossibly tight lycra
short-shorts.
Bob wondered, "do they still call them shorts if the ass cheeks are
poking out?"
The shorts were like a coating of white paint. "My lord, I wonder how she
squeezes into them," Bob pondered. The girl was prancing around her little
lawn, blowing bubbles, counting "1, 2, 3, 4," until the bubble burst and
then
she'd blow some more. Taking in the full picture, pulling his eyes from
her ass,
Bob admired her white bikini top, her flat, tan tummy, and the silver
braces on
her teeth as she counted out loud and giggled when the bubbles burst. "Gosh,
she's probably 4 feet tall and 65 pounds, soaking wet," Bob surmised.
"Hi," Bob said in a friendly way, approaching the fence separating the two
lawns.
"Hi back!" she teased. "Whatcha doin'?"
"Oh, just watering the hedges. What are YOU doing?"
"Blowin' bubbles, silly!"
"What's your name, Bubble-Blowing Neighbor?"
"Ashlee...and I just moved in and I'm not allowed to talk to strangers, so
THERE!"
"Well, I'm not a stranger...I'm Mister Burk."
"Pleased to meet you."
"The pleasure is ALL mine," Bob replied, smiling and delighting in her
youthful
presence. Then, she blew some bubbles and ran away.
Bob went to the side of his house, rolling up the water hose, shaking
his head
at the marvel of young beauty. As he headed up the front steps to go
inside, he
was surprised to find Ashlee sitting on the top step.
"Hi again," she said cheerfully.
"Hi back," he replied. "What are you doing here?"
"Well," she chatterd, "since you're an old man, I thought you might want
to hire
me to, like, do some chores for a few dollars or somethin'."
"Old man," Bob protested. "Hey, I'm not that old. And I do everything around
here myself."
"Can I take out your trash?"
"No, did it myself."
"Vacuum?"
"No, did it myself."
"Laundry?"
"No, did it myself."
"Oh well," the girl sighed, and began to stand up to leave.
Bob Burk felt as if an angel was about to exit his life. Her smile with
those
braces was so cute...gosh, wouldn't it be nice just to have her hang
around a
little longer?
"Wait," Bob blurted. "I, uh, think maybe you could earn some money doing
something for me."
"Cool! What?"
"Well," said Bob, looking around, uncertain. "Uh, are your parents home?"
"Not yet, they should be home in about an hour...but I wasn't supposed
to tell
you that!"
"Well, we're friends, right? I won't tell them you told me," he winked.
"So,"
he added, "how about coming inside and well, maybe you can consider my
offer."
"Well, uh, OK," Ashlee agreed reluctantly.
The duplex was small, perfect for one person. The furnishings were
spartan, but
Bob kept the place neat and clean. "This is the living room," he said,
leading
her by the hand, and "this is the dining room," he continued. Then, making
a
left, he pointed, "there's the bathroom, and here, well, here is my bedroom.
Let's talk in here."
Bob sat down on his double bed, while the girl twirled around taking in the
paintings of mountains on the wall and the tall shelves of books. Carpeted,
cool, quiet, simple, soothing, a nice bachelor bedroom. The girl said, "hey,
this room is kinda neat! So, whattya want me to do for you and how much will
you pay me?" she asked with a smile.
"Wow, you cut right to the bottom line, doncha?!" Bob said.
"What's a bottom line?"
"Never mind! First, let's just talk. Come here and stand close, yeah,
like right
here between my legs...I'll stay seated, you stand right there, yeah that's
good."
The girl drew close and Bob smiled at the whiff of baby shampoo and
licorice.
Given her elf-like height, with her standing in front of Bob sitting,
his eyes
were in direct contact with the two little mounds in her bikini top. Their
proximity took his breath away for a second.
"What's the matter," Ashlee asked, clueless about why his breathing sounded
briefly difficult.
"Well," Bob confessed, "I, uh, think you're very pretty and I haven't
been near
a pretty girl in a long time."
"You think I'm pretty?" Ashlee asked. "I think I'm FAT!"
"Fat?!" Bob cried incredulously. "No way!"
"Way!" she protested, and turned around there between his legs, saying
"look at
my rear, it's FAT!"
Bob was now inspecting the smallest, cutest ass he had ever seen, encased
in
white lycra, the slightly reddened butt cheeks not quite covered by the
shorts.
"SEE?" she demanded. "My shorts don't even cover my ass."
"Well," Bob proffered, "do you mind if I show you something?"
"No, go ahead."
And with that, Bob placed his large hands palms down on her perky, firm,
little
ass. "Look," he pointed out, "my hands completely cover your ass and
these cute
cheeks of yours are actually defying gravity, so I don't want to hear
any more
'I'm fat' out of YOU!"
"Mister Burk, I don't know...I mean, you seem nice and everything, but I
don't
think it's really right to be here with you holding my ass like this, I
mean, my
mommy said..."
"Look," Bob said with false certainty, "what if I pay you to let me sort
of,
well, touch, explore a little, show you some things. Then, you'd be
earning your
money and hey, if you don't tell, I won't either! Deal? How does 20 dollars
sound?"
"20 DOLLARS," the little girl squealed, "wow, that's a lot! Can I earn
that much
before my mom and dad come home?"
"You can count on it, Ashlee."
"Well, OK, uh, let's get started."
The only word in Bob's mind was "heaven," as his cock grew to its full nine
inches in his blue jeans. "You know what I'm gonna call you Ashlee?"
"What?" she
replied. "ASS-lee, that's what, because you have the best ass in the
universe,"
he stated, while rubbing his palms up and down and letting his fingers roam
under the elastic seam around her ass cheeks. "Why don't you get more
comfortable. Why don't you take off these cute little shorts for me!"
"Mister Burk!"
"Come on...I have 20 bucks waiting for you and I want to show you
something," he
said gently.
The girl pulled away from the V of Bob's legs, sat down on the bed,
kicked off
the little high heels, and started inching out of the tight, white shorts.
"Here, let me help you," Bob offered, dropping to his knees to help the
removal
of her shorts. The shorts were quickly just a little lump of lycra on
the floor
and now, on his bed, Bob
looked in heart-stopping delight at this pixie in tight white panties, in
pigtails, staring back at him. "This is kinda weird," she moaned fearfully.
"Don't be scared, you're a big girl, right? How old are you?"
"Eleven and a half," she said proudly.
Bob shook his head, smiling, in disbelief. "Look," he said, "maybe you
should
go, I don't know if..."
But then little Ashlee broke in: "I want to earn my 20 dollars and I'm not
scared of nothin', Mister Burk! You just tell me what you want, but I
don't have
much time..."
"OK, ASS-lee, ya ready?" Bob asked, newly convinced now that he saw the
girl's
willingness. "AWAY WE GOOOOO," he said brightly, as he pulled the preteen's
panties down her long, skinny legs, like it was a little game and before
she
could protest. The white briefs dangled for a moment on her left foot,
matching
the cute frilly anklet, and then fell to the floor, on top of the white
lycra
shorts. "OK, Ass-lee, you in your little pigtails and socks, slide down
here a
little, and just perch your legs over my shoulders."
The girl did as requested, without saying a word, looking down at Bob,
her thumb
childishly inserted in her mouth, her blue eyes as big as saucers in
curiousity.
"Now," he instructed, "just lay back Ass-lee, and enjoy this little
lesson in
pussy eating! I think you might like it!"
"Oh, Mister Burk!" Ashlee moaned as Bob flicked his tongue the short, entire
length of the girl's pussy. "Here, spread 'em out a little," he commanded,
pushing her legs further apart and parting her pussy lips like two
little doors.
"So very cute," he muttered before dipping his tongue into her
spread-out little
flower, exploring the lips, caressing the folds, sucking on the quickly
emerging
little clit, all the while fondling her tight little ass with one hand and
reaching up to squeeze her nipples one by one with the other. Without
instruction, Ashlee yanked the bikini top over her head. Without
instruction the
little girl who had been blowing bubbles just a few minutes before was now
bucking her pussy into Bob's face, "ugh, ugh, ugh, oh Mister Burk, this
feels
so, oh, Mister Burk, what's happening, oh, oh, oooooohhhhhh." The preteen
squealed through her first orgasm, as Bob, deeply buried in her bald little
pussy, having his head gripped by her tan and slender thighs, fee!
ling her little white socks midway down his back, ate her ravenously,
relishing
every taste of her virgin juices.
Bob pulled back from the little girl, stood up, and looked down at the
vision of
perfection on his bed: Red ribbons and blond hair, braces and big blue
eyes...the erect nipples and washboard tummy...the spread legs and the
wide open
pussy glistening from her first orgasm. "I think you're beginning to
earn your
money, little Ass-lee," Bob said, while Ashlee giggled and blushed a
little bit,
"oh, Mister Burk!"
"Well, maybe I should go," the eleven year old ventured.
"Not so fast, you are STARTING to earn your money, but you're not done yet,
little lady!"
Then, Bob unbuckled, unsnapped, and unzipped his jeans, releasing his nine
inches of manhood into the air like a rocket. "Oh my god," Ashlee
exclaimed. "I
never...I mean, wow, it's like, what do you..."
"It's called a cock, Ashlee. It gets big like this when it's excited."
The girl
looked shocked. "Yes, you made it this way Ass-lee, so you gotta take
care of
it."
"But what should I do?" Ashlee asked, somewhat panicked.
"Look, come close, it's very easy, just follow my instructions."
Ashlee sat up and scooted down so that her lips, glossed in chapstick,
were only
about an inch from the tip of Bob's cock.
Ashlee instinctively opened her mouth, as Bob pulled her head even
closer, using
her pigtails as handles, looking down to see the head of his cock slowly
enter
the girl's mouth. "MMMMMM," she mumbled, tasting cock for the first
time, and
unable to pull off because Bob was now holding her head still. "OK, look
Ashlee," he advised, holding her head still. She looked up, "MMMMMM,"
trying to
say something. "Don't try to talk. Just relax. Swirl your tongue around the
head. That's it, oh, yeah, that's it. Now, just like you bucked your
cute little
pussy into my face to make yourself feel good a minute ago, and I didn't
complain, right? Well, now I am going to just move my cock in and out,
I'll hold
your pigtails like this, I'm in charge baby, and I don't want YOU to
complain.
Sound fair?" "MMMMMMM," the girl gagged, but Bob couldn't tell if it was
the gag
of a yes or no. "OK, young lady, I'm going to begin, try to keep up, and
please,
work my dick the best you can, and keep your b!
races away from it or I'm telling your mommy. OK, now here we go."
Ashlee placed her hands on Mister Burk's butt cheeks to steady herself as
he
began thrusting his nine inch manhood in and out of the girl's mouth. "Yeah,
yeah, oh, yeah, just like that, oh, you little cocksucker, yeah, hey
watch the
teeth, yeah," Burk moaned, looking down to see his cock being devoured
by the
preteen. Spit and precum ran down her chin and dripped onto her quads,
dripping
down her thighs, joining the stain on the bedspread created by her
pussy, still
dripping from Mister Burk's oral demonstration.
"You can blow more than bubbles, you little slut," Bob moaned, moving in
and out
of the girl's mouth like a piston firing at full speed. Ashlee's little
hands
dug deeper into Bob's ass, as she tried to swallow the strange mix of
spit and
sticky precum that was filling her mouth. "Yeah, keep it up, darlin', oh,
I
think, oh yeah, now here it REALLY comes, AAAAAGGGHHHHH," and *SPLAT* a
big wad
of Bob's jism shot from his cock, hitting the back of the preteen's
throat, and
while Bob kept pumping, shooting wad after wad of thick white cum,
Ashlee gulped
and gulped, gobbling most of it reflexively, but losing some of it in a
stream
down her chin, now dripping onto her little tits.
And then Bob stopped. The teary-eyed, pigtailed girl looked up and
started to
pull off his cock, and Bob let her do so. His quickly shrinking cock slipped
out, and Ashlee wiped her chin. "Ewwww, what was that stuff and why
didn't you
tell me!?" she demanded. "YUCKY!"
Bob, regaining his composure, a little scared that the girl might "run and
tell," reassured her. "It's just my cum. When I shoot it, it means you
made me
real happy. You are now a cocksucker, isn't that neat?! Can you say
that: 'I'm a
cocksucker!'"
Ashlee didn't look so sure, but looked up and smiled a little bit. "I'm
a...I'm
a cocksucker."
"Now, before I give you your 20 dollars, there are a few things I want
to say,
my little cocksucker."
"What," she pouted with a smile.
"First, you have the best little ass in the world and don't you go around
thinking you're fat. Hear me?"
"Yes," she mumbled.
"Second, I really liked eating you...you taste like honey, honey. Did
you like
it?"
"Yes," she shyly admitted, twirling one pigtail, looking down.
"And finally, I'm sorry I treated you a little rough there...but I was
afraid
you'd pull off and then you wouldn't have earned your 20 dollars. And
besides,
you kinda liked it, a little bit, right Ass-lee?"
"Yeah, kinda."
"Say it with more feeling, baby. Say you liked sucking my dick. And say
that you
want me to stick it in your pussy and maybe up your ass. Say you want me
to fuck
you in your pussy and up your ass. Say it...and I'll give you 25."
The words sounded weird and naughty to the naked little lover, but for 25
dollars, she found some conviction, looked the man in the eyes
defiantly, and
said:
"Yeah, I loved sucking your dick, Mister Burk, and I want you to fuck me
up my
little pussy and fuck me up the ass too!" Then she held out her palm and
Bob
placed a 20 and a 5 on it.
"And here's another 5, Ass-lee, if you wipe your pussy with your
panties, put on
your tights in front of me, and let me keep your panties." He tossed her
a five
dollar bill.
"Wow," she murmured, apparently impressed by the offer. "OK."
Ashlee proceeded to wipe her cum-stained face and little titties, her messy
little pussy and upper thighs with the white panties, then handed them
to the
man, saying with a smile, "here are my panties Mister Burk---enjoy!"
Then, the little vixen wiggled into her lycra shorts, pulled on the
bikini top,
re-tied the ribbons on her pigtails, picked up her bottle of bubbles,
and walked
to the bedroom door. She paused, turned, looked at Mister Burk and said
tentatively: "I certainly could use more money for Christmas. Are you
going to
be around tomorrow?"
"I think that can be arranged," Bob replied.
"Good! And now I'm going home."
And with that, she ran from the house, down the steps, hopped over the
fence,
and ran into her own house yelling, "Mommy, Daddy, I'm home!"
The next morning, Sunday, Ashlee's mom announced, "Ashlee, your dad and
I are
going shopping and we'll be back in about an hour. Are you OK here by
yourself?"
"Oh sure, mommy," Ashlee assured her. "I'm going to jump rope for awhile
and
maybe play a little with my Barbie."
Ashlee's mom smiled, glad that Ashlee was still being a "girl,"
unconcerned, for
the time being, about boys. But after her parents had left, Ashlee quickly
stripped from her baggy overalls and wriggled into the tightest pair of
cut-off
jean shorts in the world. Tying on a little pink halter top, applying a
touch
of lipstick, Ashlee checked herself out in the mirror, confirming "THIS
should
get a rise out of Mister Burk!"
Then, she bounded from her house, scampered to Mister Burk's, and gently
knocked
on his door. "Hmmm, no answer," Ashlee frowned. When she knocked again,
the door
opened of its own accord and she stepped into the living room. "Hello?" she
ventured. "Anyone home?" Ashlee walked into the dining room, made that left
turn, and peeked into Mister Burk's bedroom, stopping in awe and wonder:
Mister
Burk was laying completely nude on his back on his bed, holding her
little white
panties from yesterday on one hand while slowly pumping his giant cock
with the
other.
Ashlee broke the silence, "Do you need a hand, old man?" Mister Burk was
stunned
and embarassed. "Oh, Ashlee, I, I, didn't hear you, I was just, uh..."
"Oh, I know what you're doing, Mister Burk. You're making yourself feel good
while thinking about me, aren't you!?"
"Well," Mister Burk stammered, "I, uh, I guess..." Ashlee giggled to see
Mister
Burk blushing and caught in the act.
"Naughty boy," Ashlee mock scolded, "using a little girl's panties like
that!"
And then she added, "here, let me help you." She glided to the bedside,
sat down
by Burk's torso, and slyly offered with a knowing grin, "I can pick up
where you
left off!"
Ashlee squeezed a little baby oil onto her fingertips, pushed Mister
Burk's hand
aside, curled her fingers around his cock, and began pumping slowly. The
slippery, glistening missile, vertically pointing toward the ceiling, in
the
grip of her little hand, seemed to even grow larger. For her first handjob,
Ashlee was doing an amazing job: lingering at the head of the cock, stroking
its entire length, then going back up to the head, and down again, then
back up
to the head where she paused and squeezed it for a second and said
"it's, like,
hard, but it's like a little spongey too!"
Mister Burk moaned as if in pain, as he watched this cutie pie in
pigtails and
halter top administer her first handjob. "You LIKE this, doncha Mister
Burk?"
Ashlee asked brightly, watching Mister Burk's hands grip the bed covers,
hearing
a couple of his toes crack, listening to his moans. "You certainly are
saying
'oh god' a lot for a Sunday," Ashlee teased. "Oh god, yeah, oh, I really
like
this, this must be a dream, oh don't stop..."Burk whimpered.
But then Ashlee stopped, which was like torture for Mister Burk. "Your
'thingy'
is crying a little bit," she noted with a frown. "Maybe I should kiss it
and
make it better!" And then Ashlee lowered her lips and gently kissed the
glistening head of the enlarged cock, looking Mister Burk directly in
the eyes.
"Was that OK?" she toyed, as if the handjob was over. "NO," he cried,
"please
Ashlee, please finish me off!" "Only if you give me 50 dollars," she
replied in
a sing-song voice. "Yes, 50 dollars, I promise," he replied. "OK then Mister
Burk, get ready for the VOLCANO!"
And then, without mercy, the cute preteen began jacking the cock in
double-tme.
"Ugh, ugh, ugh," Burk moaned with each downward stroke. He had to close
his eyes
because the visual image was too unbelievable: this cute girl in
pigtails and
braces staring intently at his cock while pumping it in fast motion,
determined
to drain every last drop. Ashlee thought, "I really couldn't see him squirt
yesterday, but now that his thing's right here in my hand, I will have a
good
view!" Then aloud, she said, "Come on Mister Burk, give me a little
show! Wow,
it's so big, and it's leakin' and stuff!"
Burk pressed his torso into the bed while Ashlee stroked and squeezed the
pulsating penis without pause. And then, Mister Burk could hold out no
longer.
"Oh Ashlee, my little darling, here it comes!" Ashlee taunted like a
schoolgirl
singing, "Mister Burk is com-ing, Mister Burk is com-ing!" Hearing this
taunt
from this precocious preteen was too much and Mister Burk shot a long
spurt of
jism into the air which landed on the girl's halter top. "Wow," she
exclaimed,
while she jacked faster and faster, spurt after spurt shooting from the nine
inch cock, with Mister Burk writhing in pleasure and disbelief. Several
spurts
landed on the girl's wrist while most of it was drooling down her hand,
running
like little streams.
When the cum stopped coming, and Ashlee has firmly squeezed every last
drop of
it from the cock's tip, she stopped pumping and pouted, "All done? Oh
well." And
then more brightly, "we need some tissues, old man!"
Ashlee let go of the cock and it flopped onto Burk's stomach while she
adjourned
to the bathroom for some tissues. Burk regained his composure while she
cleaned
up the mess of cum mixed with baby oil. Catching his breath, Burk
exclaimed, "My
god Ashlee, how old did you say you were again?!" She replied proudly,
"11 and
a half and daddy says he's going to give me a party when I turn
12--wanna come?"
"Oh, I'll be coming alright," Burk whispered, shaking his head.
Without asking, Ashlee fished through Burk's wallet on the bedroom dresser,
pulled out a fifty dollar bill, and said, "oh boy, I never had a fifty
dollar
bill before! Thank you Mister Burk! I guess I better go!" Burk
protested, "but
you just GOT here!" "Yeah, but my mom and dad are gonna be back soon and..."
"How soon," Burk asked. "Soon enough, there's no time to do the stuff we
talked
about yesterday," she countered.
"OK, OK," he said in resignation. "But, before you go, little angel, I
have just
one request. Would you just stand up and give me a closer look at your
ass in
these cut offs?" "Well, I guess so...and I won't charge you extra!" she
agreed.
"Thanks a LOT," he sarcastically replied.
The girl, not quite understanding this fixation with her ass but tickled
by it
just the same, stood by the bed while once again Mister Burk rubbed and felt
every inch of it. "Do you like my ass better in the cut offs or in the lycra
tights from yesterday," she asked. "Well, it's perfect even in a big
paper bag,"
he replied, "but I guess I like the lyrcra a little better." "Why," she
inquired. "Well, because lycra hugs your ass more closely than denim and
in the
lycra, your lower cheeks are sorta hangin' out in their gravity-deying
way!" he
disclosed.
After several seconds of silence during which Mister Burk sighed and
caressed
her ass as if in a trance, Ashlee asked, "what are you thinkin', old man?"
"I'm thinkin' how lucky I am that a lovely little angel like you is here
sharing
her perfect assets...and ass...with an old guy like me. And I am
wondering how a
little pixie like you could be controlling a big guy like me, all with
pigtails
and a smile. What are you thinking?"
"Well, I'm thinking that I have to go home, and my ass must come with me,
unfortunately for you! And I'm thinking that it was really neat to see you
squirt like that...I guess I did OK for the first time, eh? And I am
thinking
about buying some more lycra shorts to wear so that I can make even more
money
from you...you gave me, like, 10 times what I get in my allowance, just for
one...one...handjob," she said, as if saying that word for the first
time. "If
we do the stuff we talked about yesterday," she continued, "maybe you'll
even
pay me more, right?"
"Oh, probably, you little bargain-driver!" And then Ashlee was out the door,
wiggling her ass at him one time in a teasing way, and crunching the 50
dollar
bill into her pocket. "Bye sweetie," she said, and ran back to her house
next
door.
On Monday morning, the work week began which proved almost
unbearable to Burk. His construction site co-workers talked of televised
sports, while he dreamed of his little lover from next door. Burk caught
a
couple glances of Ashlee--once she was grabbing the mail from her
mailbox and
once she was running to catch her schoolbus. Both times, Burk's heart
fluttered
and he shook his head in longing.
And Ashlee was thinking about Burk. On Wednesday, Burk found a small
envelope
taped to his door. In the envelope was a notecard with a bunny rabbit on
it, and
inside was the message: "Hi Old Man! I hope you are having fun with my
panties!
School sucks. The boys are so immature. Please leave your backdoor open
tonight!
Luv ya, Ash"
Burk trembled at the possibilities. Needless to say, he left his door
open, as
requested, and waited breathlessly to see what the evening would bring.
About
eleven o'clock, Burk heard the back door open slowly and heard Ashley's
playful
whisper: "I'm comin' to get you, old man!" He sat up in bed and his cock
lengthened in anticipation. Then the little angel appeared in his
doorway--blond hair flowing beyond her shoulders, her braces shining in a
mischievous grin, a little nightie, with spaghetti straps, reaching to
her upper
thighs. Then Burk felt his heart stop for a moment as Ashlee pulled the
nightie
off, revealing her erect nipples and washboard tummy. But more stunning
were the
girl's panties: white, frilly, and "oh god," Burk exclaimed to himself,
"crotchless?!" And causing Burk's cock to bounce to its full nine
inches, above
the crotchless area were embroidered the words "fuck me" in fancy script
printing.
"Holy, WHERE did you get those?" he stammered
"Like 'em," she asked, placing her hands on her hips.
"Unbelievable!"
"Yeah," she explained, "I was, like, going by that adult bookstore
place? And
like, the owner was sitting out front? And like, he said I could have
whatever I
wanted in the store if I let him, like, touch me? So like, we went in and
he
locked the door and like just hugged me while reaching under my skirt to
like
hold my ass? And then he backed off looking all embarassed! A lot of
stuff in
that store is like really gross, but I thought these panties were awesome
so
like I grabbed them!"
"You little hustler," Burk replied in disbelief. "Now, get into this
bed, young
lady. Let's have a nice little visit."
"Lay down here on your back," Burk invited.
"Should I take these panties off and be, like naked, like you are?" she
inquired
shyly.
Burk paused for a moment: on the one hand, a completely naked Ashlee is a
delicious sight but an Ashlee in crotchless panties was even more delicious.
"No, honey," he replied. "Leave 'em on for now."
Her puffy, moist pussy lips protruded from the crotchless area, with the
"fuck
me" written above them and Burk sighed in amazement as Ashlee laid down and
reached up for him.
"Well now," Burk continued while positioning himself on all fours over
the girl.
"My little angel, can you raise your ankles and rest them here on Mister
Burk's
shoulders?"
The girl's feet rested small and dainty on the construction worker's broad
shoulders. A nervous expression on her face, Ashlee was beginning to
have second
thoughts but "it's too late for turning back now, I guess," she said to
herself.
Burk said, "I'm just going to rub my cock up and down your pussy a
little bit,
OK?" as Ashlee felt his shaft stroke up and down between the moist lips.
Burk
knew that he had to be gentle for her momentous first time. He also knew
that in
fear this little vixen might try to pull away once they got started. Burk,
therefore, nudged Ashlee's legs open a little wider, located his cock by
her
pussy's entry, and wedged his hand beneath her asscheeks. Burk thought to
himself, "this oughta hold 'er steady enough for starters," but Ashlee began
wavering, "I don't know, Mister Burk, I don't know..." Burk, his body like
a
tent over his little lover in panties, replied, "now look Ashlee--you
pranced
over here hoping to 'do it,' right?" "Well, kinda," she said. "So, it's
time for
you to get what you want, right?" he continued. "But your thing is so
big," she
muttered while staring down at Burk's cock ready for its entry. "Shhhhh,"
he
comforted her, "just try to relax...I want you to fee!
l good."
Ashlee squirmed a little in futility. In response, he strengthened the
grip on
her ass and held her down firmly but without force. Ashlee was virtually
immobile and upon realizing it, began to sniffle and break down into
tears. "Oh,
you're going to fuck me, aren't you Mister Burk?" the girl whimpered in
resignation. "Just as your panties requested!" Burk said with a smile. "Get
ready, you little cockteaser," Burk announced. "I want my mommy," the girl
whimpered, trying to wiggle from beneath the man.
"Now, now, you're a big girl now, come on, get a grip, here we go..."
Burk inched his manhood into the girl's vaginal opening. "You are TIGHT,
Ashlee!
It's like a vise-grip, ugh, ugh, ugh," Burk grunted as he inserted his cock
slowly into his little lover. "Ow, ow, ow," she moaned with each thrust,
until
Burk reached the proverbial "wall," the vigin's maidenhood. "Here we go,
darling...it'll only hurt a minute, I promise." "Oh, I don't know, I
don't..."
she stammered. "Too late," Burk announced.
And with that, Burk's hand pushed up on her ass while he pushed forward
with his
cock in a powerful thrust, plunging through the wall in triumph. "AAGGHH,"
Ashlee yelped, while Burk sighed, marveling at the tightness and humping
in and
out with increasing speed. "Ugh, ugh, ugh, there ya go," he moaned,
pumping the
nine inches in and out, in and out. Ashlee barked high little squeals
with each
re-entry and Burk released his grip on her ass to allow her to buck
upwards to
greet his cock. Ashlee bit her lip and turned her head into the pillow,
blabbering "fuck me, fuck me," her tight pussy devouring Burk's nine
inches like
a magic act.
"Oh Mister Burk, Mister Burk, oh god, what would my mommy say, oh god,
Mister
Burk, I think I'm coming, I think..." the pixie moaned, and sure enough,
Burk
felt her pussy muscles grip his cock like pliers. "Holy god," he breathed
in
disbelief at the tightness, "I think I'm coming too," and in the next
instant,
both Ashlee and Burk were bucking in orgasm, torso grinding into torso, the
monstrous cock plunging the depths of her pussy, squish, squish, squish,
the
girl's pussy grip milking the cock for every drop as Burk released an
explosive
jet stream of cum, "oh god, oh god," both of them exclaiming in ecstasy.
Ashlee's "eekk, eekk" high-pitched squealing echoed through the house as
her
pussy contracted and contracted, squeezing and releasing Burk's nine
inches with
hunger and power. Both Ashlee and Burk, in their orgasmic pleasure, were
oblivious to the singing bedsprings, the wet mess of blood and cum, the
sight of
Ashlee's crotchless panties now torn and wet, but both were absolutely
amazed at
how her little pussy accomodated Burk's huge cock and at how they were
able to
climax in synchrony.
After the orgasms subsided, Burk's cock slowly deflated and inch by inch,
he
pulled the invader from Ashlee's freshly-fucked pussy. In silence, they
sighed
next to each other, savoring the moment and catching their breath.
"Oh Mister Burk, I didn't think I could do it but I did!"
"You sure did, kiddo," he murmured as he cuddled the darling lover in
his arms.
"I wonder if you're the only girl who's done it in your seventh grade?"
"Sixth,"
she corrected him, "and probably! I guess I'm a big girl now!" she added
with
pride. "And you made a mess on my sheets!" he mock complained. "Hey,
it's not
just me, old man," she protested, "but I'll let you deduct a few bucks for
laundry from the 200 dollars you owe me."
"200!"
"Yeah, I was worth it, wasn't I?"
"You just got your cherry popped and now you're talking like an old pro!"
"Hey, old man," she countered, "my pussy hurts and a lot of guys would
pay more
to do what you just did!"
"Yeah, yeah, I know...200 bucks, sure...and Ashlee, I hope this little
adventure
has been good for you. In a few years, when some horny high school boy
is trying
to get into your panties, maybe you'll know what to do! After some prom,
as your
date makes his move, you'll be able to fuck his brains out! Pardon my
French!"
Ashlee sadly replied, "I think you may have spoiled me for boys like
that...you
REALLY know how to do it!"
"Well, you're gettin' there too, honey. And years from now, you'll think
back to
'ol Mister Burk and remember the time you sneaked into his house to fuck
for the
first time."
"And speaking of 'getting there' and 'sneaking into a house,' I gotta
get going!
If mommy checks my room, she'll like totally LOSE it!"
The girl slipped from Burk's bed, pulled on her discarded nightie, left
the torn
and soaked panties on the floor, and slid away as quickly as she had
arrived.
Burk, fading into sleep, wondered, "was that a dream? My god!"
Little Ashlee climbed into her own bed, and before she fell asleep,
whispered in
the dark, "I'm a big girl now! I wonder who ELSE I can have fun
with...and hey,
I forgot to get the 200 dollars!"
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