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Ch. 2 Codes: Mf, oral, teen
CHAPTER TWO.
I didn't expect to see her again after that, figuring she would just chalk
the experience up to a brief bit of daring experimentation and fooling
around. But two nights later, as I sat in my den watching a "Seinfeld"
rerun, the doorbell rang again.
I found Marianne on the doorstep, wearing a stretch satin top and a pair of
jeans.
"Hi."
"Hey. What are you selling tonight?"
She grinned, cocking her head.
"Me. Again."
"The cheerleading squad must be hard up."
"Actually, I spent it all on clothes. It would be hard to explain where I
got all that money anyway. So, are you interested? Two-fifty to fuck me,
like we did before?"
I ran my eyes over her slowly. She posed, thrusting her breasts out. Unless
I was seeing things, she wasn't wearing a bra, and her stiff nipples strained
against the satin of her top.
"Come on in."
She walked into the living room, looking around and smiling at me.
"Where do you want to do it?"
"Upstairs."
"An actual bed this time?"
"Yeah."
She followed me up to the master bedroom, taking in the furnishings on the
way. I shut the door behind us.
"Lie on the bed," she said.
I did. She walked to the foot and slowly opened her top, popping open the
snaps one by one but keeping her breasts hidden. Then she threw it back and
off her shoulders, shaking her long blonde hair back behind her head. She
cupped her heavy breasts in her hands, tweaking the nipples.
"Take off your shirt and your jeans."
I did, stripping down to my boxers. She watched me, grinning at the hard-on
tenting out my shorts. She crawled up the bed, lowering her face to bite at
my cock through the fabric. It slipped out through the fly, and Marianne ran
her tongue up the underside, wiggling it over the glans.
Then she took the head in her mouth, sucking hard, working on just the end
with her lips and tongue. I reached out for her breasts, taking them in my
hands and pinching her nipples lightly. She continued to blow me eagerly,
bobbing her head up and down. I let her do it for another minute before
pulling her up. She giggled at me.
"Did you like that? I read about it in a book in the sex section of Barnes &
Noble."
"You're getting better."
"Thanks."
I pulled her tits to my mouth, sucking roughly on her nipples. She moved me
back and forth, alternating breasts, until her nipples stood out in angry red
arousal. I began unbuttoning her jeans, but she took over immediately, and
had them and her panties off in a few seconds.
I took her tight little butt in my hands and pulled her blonde-furred pussy
up to my mouth. She moaned, grabbing on to the headboard and began riding my
tongue. I thrashed it over and around her clit and lips, drinking up her hot
fluids. Her hips were soon rocking back and forth over my mouth.
"Oh, fuck, oh, fuck. That feels so fucking hot."
I stabbed my tongue into her, fucking her with it, then sucked lightly on her
clit. Her thighs were soon battering my ears, and she came with a shriek,
throwing herself across the bed.
I slipped out of my boxers as she caught her breath, then rolled over on top
of her. She put her hands on my waist to guide me.
"You're going to come in my mouth again, right? Not inside me?"
"Right."
I slipped slowly into her, luxuriating in her wonderful teenaged pussy. She
was dripping wet and almost painfully tight, gripping me with those toned
cheerleading muscles. The other afternoon had been too much of a surprise to
take my time with, so tonight I wanted to enjoy this.
I moved in her with a slow, steady rhythm, watching her arousal, nibbling on
her earlobes and nipples. She giggled as I did it, answering my attentions
with sloppy kisses on my neck and chest. I bottomed out inside her, pressing
as far into her as I could. I felt the tendons on her thighs as she spread
herself under me, groaning, pushing her hips up to meet me. She began to
whimper, biting at my shoulder, pressing her big breasts against my body.
I lifted off her as I sped my attack, making her tits shudder with each
thrust. She reached back to brace herself against the headboard, pushing
herself back at me with each entry. She came again with another shriek,
thrashing about on the mattress under me.
I had to stop to keep from coming inside her already, so I relented to let
her recover from her orgasm. The crisis soon passed, and I resumed my slow
fucking of this hot seventeen-year-old. I lowered myself back onto her body,
and she wrapped herself around me.
"Fuck me," she moaned. "Fuck me."
I felt her trying to squeeze me with her cunt, making herself even tighter.
I drove more purposefully now, grinding myself against her. She writhed
under me like a snake, still whispering perversions into my ear. Her
movements soon became more spasmodic, then her nails dug into my butt, and
she shivered into yet another orgasm.
My cock was beginning to ache from being hard so long without release, so I
finally loosed the brakes, fucking her with everything I had. She came a
fourth time, limbs flailing wildly under me, and as soon as her orgasm ran
its course, I withdrew, pulling out and lying down beside her.
She had me back in her mouth in an instant, bobbing and sucking for all she
was worth. She took me as far in as she could get, gripping my cock tightly
with her free hand. Her tongue massaged the underside of my cock eagerly,
and a moment later, I erupted into her mouth, squirting long, thick shots of
come down her throat. She gulped it down as it came, pumping it out with her
fist. She slowed her attack as my orgasm subsided, but continued to suck
gently on me for nearly a minute before lying back down.
"Whew," she said.
"Yeah."
"That was quite a fuck."
"You've had some experience at this."
She shrugged.
"I lost it two years ago. You're the fifth guy I've done it with."
"Do you have a boyfriend right now?"
She grinned.
"Yep. But he can't fuck like you can. He almost never gets me off unless I
totally help him do it."
She sat up and brushed her blonde hair back over her head.
"Do you have any beer?"
"Down in the kitchen."
"Can I have one?"
"Sure."
She pulled on her panties and top and descended to the first floor. I found
my checkbook and wrote her a check for $275. She returned with a bottle of
Sam Adams and flopped down on her stomach beside me, picking up the check.
"Thanks." Then her eyes lit up. "Hey--"
"A tip. That was better than last time."
"Phat. Thanks."
"Are you planning on making a habit of this?"
She grinned at me, bending her leg at the knee and flopping her foot back and
forth.
"Have you got the bucks for it?"
"Sure."
"Do you want to keep fucking me?"
"Yes."
"Then I will. And you know what?"
"What?"
"I'm not the only girl on the squad. I bet a couple of the other girls would
do this too."
"You think?"
She grinned again.
"Maybe. I'll ask around."
She finished her beer and left a few minutes later.
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