Extra Exercise  by UK Snowy

This is going to be an illustrated story, using my own sketches. However I
wanted to post the story in my file to make the varied impact on my entry
into the world of asstr

It was not a warm night. Only about seven o'clock but Rod had stopped at
traffic lights on a main junction in a suburb of the city. His breath curled
frostily round him as he watched the traffic unfold, thinking about the next
half mile to where he parked the campervan. New to the area and passing
through on holiday - Rod had gathered the impression that this built up
location was slightly rough, so his evening five miles run had been wary but
uneventful. He had parked up for the night by arrangement with a friendly
pub owner and looked forward to a few pints and a hearty meal in his warm
hostelry.
OEHad a nice jog then?' came the voice from behind, startling Rod slightly.
He whirled round to see a pretty smiling face wreathed in white fur
surrounding a hood that was part of her white puffer jacket. The girl looked
young. Wisps of dark hair curled round the sides of her face and she had
deep brown eyes. Her mouth pouted succulently.
OEYes not bad thanks, five or so miles but nearly finished - when the traffic
dies down,' Rod replied, studying her. She was about five feet tall and her
bottom half was clad in black pants.
OECor! Five miles I couldn't do that. How old are you?' she challenged
straight out.
OEFiftyfive and counting,' He chuckled, slightly taken back by the full
frontal approach.
OECor!  her stock phrase reappeared. OEI'm only fifteen and I couldn't run
across the road,' she told him.
OEIf your boyfriend was over there and had free tickets to go and see
Madonna, I'd bet you could run.'
OENah! Don't like her and I ain't got no boyfriend,' she said with a frown.
Her hands were deep inside her jacket pockets and were busy pinching her
nipples.
OEAny way, is it normal round here for fifteen year old girls on their own to
talk to strange men?'
OEOh I do,' she said emphatically. OELike talking you see. Plenty of cars
round here, no problem,' she added waving her hand airily at the still busy
junction.
Inwardly he questioned her wisdom as her eyes coursed up and down his lithe
slimness. He didn't notice the way she delayed for only seconds before her
eyes left the tight pronounced bundle of his genitals in his Ron Hills
jogging pants. What a knob - she thought.
OEDon't look fiftyfive you know,' she next hit Rod with. OEYou look pretty fit
to me, nah! not fiftyfive.'
OE Thankyou but I am - honest,' he told her. OEBy the
way,  I reckon that's the best way back to the Roebuck isn't it?'
She followed his pointing and shook her head - then,
OEAh well come to think of it, jogging it probably is,
but I would say that's the best way - if I was on my own. More lights.'
 He got her sensible reasoning and decided to make a dash across the traffic
at the next opportunity.
 OEI'm going to the Roebuck after I pick up my mate Lisa. Good group on there
tonight,' she told Rod, squeezing her thighs together, enjoying the dampness
created by her thoughts of the drummer in the band.
 OELet fifteen year olds in then do they?'
 OEI look older, without my gear on - my coat you  know?' she quickly
qualified her statement.
He reckoned she probably would. Rod shouted cheerio - not hearing her
response calling her name Becky and trotted across the road, thinking about
a live band at the pub and would it affect his night's sleep. Maybe a few
extra pints would help. He had had a fairly long drive to get down south
this far to start his business trip touring the rental cottages to vet them
for the next season, using campsites in a part of the coast he had never
visited before.
 Becky strolled to Lisa's home, running the gauntlet of some local lads
round the shopping precinct giving her some lip. Her tight round butt swayed
provocatively as she ignored them verbally but played up to them physically.
She liked the attention. Her new thong played on her cunt lips as she walked
and she was pleased with the purchase and how she had hitched it up so
tightly when dressing. If she didn't pull that drummer tonight, she would be
seriously surprised considering what she was wearing under her jacket.
 Lisa's mum told Becky to go up to the bedroom where the teenager was
getting ready. Lisa smiled when she walked in. She was half naked and
holding up two brassieres.
 OEWhich one Becks?' she trilled.
 OENah! Don't wear one, I'm not,' answered Becky admiring Lisa's pert pink
tipped breasts. Becky drew off her puffer jacket and Lisa gasped as the
large melon like curves under a very thin tee-shirt wobbled into view.
 OEFucking hell Becks,' gasped Lisa. OEYou going like that. You'll get fucking
raped, look at your nipples.'
 OEThere's only one fella getting near these,' chuckled Becky, shaking her
upper
 torso and making her tits bounce.
 OEWhat Fred, the drummer?' shrieked Lisa, pulling a tee-shirt over her bare
boobs.
 OEYes the very same, he's fucking gorgeous. I mean have you seen his
crotch?'
 lisped Becky pulling her jacket back on.
 OEYeah - but he's so fucking old Becks. He looks about eighty,' pouted Lisa.
 OEFucking stupid cow,' retorted Becky amiably. OEHe's not. These knockers are
his
 tonight.'
 She didn't know how old Fred was, she just fancied him and didn't care. She
had  had all those youths in the shopping precinct and decided she liked sex
if it was proper  - not some fucking youth's fumbling and rush cumming over
her clothes. Doctor Shah had agreed that she should have the birth pill when
she was twelve, as she was such a well developed, grown up young lady. She
had allowed him to carry out a careful examination of her blossoming breasts
and full internal inspection of her vagina. Indeed for regular monthly
checkups and complete discretion on both parties, he allowed Becky to have
free pill prescriptions through his cousin at the local pharmacy. The fact
that cousin Anil only agreed to issue pills to Becky on the grounds that he
had also examined her genitals and pronounced her mature did not phase the
teenager one bit. The older men - albeit Indians, were very polite, very
gentle and didn't want anything apart from the examinations and some
photographic records.
 When Doctor Shah - during his first examination, asked on reasonable
grounds if she had experienced full sexual penetration, she had candidly and
truthfully answered positive and said it was local boys. The good doctor
suggested that the only way for him to test that her vagina was in a good
condition  was to insert his own sturdy penis and Becky had quite happily
let him. After all, she hadn't disclosed that her dad and his brother and
her grandpa had also fully penetrated her and she liked it and wanted more -
and besides they paid her excellent pocket money in return. Grandpa Morrison
- who she knew was sixtyone years old and was especially blessed with a very
big cock, paid her more than handsomely to take it in her mouth and her cunt
and was now asking her very nicely if she could even take it in her bum.
Becky liked big dicks whoever they were hung on and she reckoned Fred would
unveil what looked to be a serious package in his jeans for the million to
one chance of him fucking a young chick like her and maybe slipping her a
tenner or two.
 The girls made their way to the Roebuck. Rod washed down inside his
Autosleeper campervan. The group were not starting until 9pm so he
thankfully had three pints of real ale with gammon, egg and chips in
relative peace, reading a local evening newspaper. People of all sorts,
shapes and sizes entered the pub and he people watched whilst shuffling the
pages. He had his eye particularly on a statuesque black barmaid. She wore a
startlingly white formal sort of shirt, open several buttons down to a
fascinating dark deep cleavage. The bottom of the shirt was tied in a knot
round her midriff and exposed a large expanse of chocolate coloured skin and
a cute navel. Her nipples were like headlamps.
 The pub filled up and the band started - Rod finding he actually liked the
R&B music they played very well. He stayed on instead of retiring to his
van, apart from dodging out to switch on the heating. The frosty night air
made everyone cover up when outdoors, but once inside the customers unveiled
all sorts of delights in terms of female bodies and vigorously gyrated to
the heavy beats.
 Rod ogled the barmaid and made several pointed remarks to her when she
served his drinks, but he knew he would only get to look and not fuck her.
Fred winked across at her many times from behind his Ludwigs. His lucky
night at last. The number of times he had tried to get her in the sack and
tonight's the night he knew. Becky spat each time her eyes crossed Fred's
after he had given her the brush off, saying that she was jail bait. Lisa
pulled a boy from school who had some stuff and they went out back. Becky
decided she would go home alone and flounced off towards the side entrance
and chanced upon Rod who was standing at the back, foot tapping to a Marvin
Gaye tune.
 OEHello Mr jogger,' she said touching his arm.
Rod swung his eyes down and near missed her face as he locked on to a pair
of sumptuous tits being wobbled dramatically close to him. He gulped - on
realising it was Becky and let his eyes roam once more, taking in her creamy
white flesh, her dark glossy hair pulled impossibly tightly back over her
brow and tied at the back, the odd spots at the base of her chin, the
slightly over thick makeup and some serious nipples bulging through her
tee-shirt.
 OEOh er!.. Hello,' he rasped, gazing in awe at the amount of tit show he was
getting. God! How he would love to get his lips locked round those young
beauties. Hang on Rod - he thought. She is only fifteen.
 OEI'm going home,' announced Becky, groping with her puffer jacket. Her
boobs bounced and shook with each movement.
 OEWith your fella?' asked Rod.
 OENah! On me own,' she told him, plunging an arm into the depths of the
thick garment.
 OEThis time of night?' spluttered Rod, helping her hitch the coat over her
shoulders and buying some more time to look down the glorious cleft of her
cleavage. He could dream and store the memories for a good wank in the van
later. OEYou're right. You do look older with your gear off.'
 OEThanks,' giggled Becky fiddling with her zipper. OETold you so. Gonna walk
me home then?'
 OEEr.. well alright,' Rod agreed. OEWas just going anyway,' he lied, but he
might get a chance for a feel at least.
 OEDon't be fucking stupid. I was kidding. You don't know where I live, it's
miles. I'll get the bus, unless you've got a car and drive me back. I'll be
ever so grateful,' Becky added coyly, eyeing up his incredibly tight jeans
and the considerable bulge in front.
 Rod puzzled with his dilemma. The van was parked up, hooked to power, ready
for the night and he had several pints. She was very forward and up front
and he did want to spend more time with those tits, especially as the black
bitch had knocked him back. He grabbed his bomber jacket and ushered her
out, hoping too many pub folk wouldn't notice.
 OEI'll just put my heater off in the van,' he nodded over to the camper.
OEThen I'll get us a taxi. I don't mind.'
 OECan't you drive it then,' asked Becky following him to the Autosleeper.
OEDo you sleep in it?'
 Rod opened up and stepped inside, Becky hard on his heels. She glanced
around and cooed and gasped, while he explained he had too much to drink to
drive and it was parked up and too much trouble to get ready for the road.
The girl bounced down onto the unmade bed, which he hadn't bothered to fold
up since the previous stopover.
 OEBet it's ever so cosy in here. It's warm ain't it?' she added flinging off
her jacket. She sat back, leaning on her arms, her chest thrust at Rod as
she licked her lips and gazed at him, from under dark made up lashes.
 Rod gazed at her nipples, seemingly ready to burst through the thin
material. He tensed his cock and her trained eyes spotted the faint jolt in
the denim. Becky went for the kill.
 OEI haven't got a bra on you know,' she giggled naughtily.
 OEHmm! I can see that. You look very nice,' he murmured.
 OEYou wanna see my tits?'
 OEFuck yesss!' he exploded, then. OEHang on what's going on?' Rod turned his
eagerness into protest, holding his hands up defensively and backing to the
other side of the van. OEThis a wind up or something? Fifteen year old girls
don't just show their tits to any guy like that. You got someone outside?'
 OENo - there's no one out there, have a look but be quick because....' Becky
taunted him as she spoke - slowly hoisting her tee-shirt from her waist and
gradually over the heavy sway of her young boobs. Rod forgot about any
threat outside apart from locking the door. Becky ignored what could be a
threat to her welfare in his action and whipped off her shirt. Her jugs
wobbled deliciously and Rod licked his lips as he noticed how her nipples -
while erect and very pink, had hardly no discernible areolae.
 He leaned over a worktop to pull a curtain tighter. Becky slid across the
bed and he felt her hand cupping his balls. He smiled as he looked down at
her gently enquiring face - then at her tits which had swung across her
chest and lay as if on top of each other, supported on the bed. Her nipples
were hard, jutting pertly up at him.
 OENice package Mr jogger,' she chuckled. OEWant to see more, because I do.'
 Rod unpeeled his shirt as Becky unfastened her waist belt and with some
very determined squirming, which unleashed violent boob clashing wobbles,
she gradually forced her tight black pants down her legs to reveal her black
lacy thong and plumply shaped legs, which were naked except for some glossy
black high heeled boots which near reached her knees. He stepped out of his
denims, slithering off his shorts at the same time and stood before an
appreciative Becky, showing her delight with little whistles and gasps as
she stared at his genitals. Rod was statue-like in only his socks and DMs as
she slid to the edge of the bed and beckoned him closer.
 OEEr!..What's your name?' he asked quietly as her hands curled round his
dick. OEI'm Rod.'
 OEHmmm! Suits you sir,' she giggled. OE Definitely a Rod. I'm Becky. Becky
Marie Morrison and you are going to fuck me yes?'
He nodded as her hand started to work up and down his half hard erection. He
shuffled forward, still slightly uncertain, but her face jutted forward and
soon her lips were wrapped tenderly round his knob end and she was sucking
furiously. He groaned as his cock reached full erection and bulked her
cheeks out. Rod moved to Becky's side and sat on the bed. She obligingly
moved and straddled him to continue sucking, but he moved her round so that
they were in a 69 position. He wanted to see the delicacies of a fifteen
year old twat before he shagged it. It was an assumption on his part that a
girl of such tender years would know all about a 69 and he was correct.
 He reached up and parted the soft folds of a fine slitted cunt, with fronds
of dark pubic hair curtaining her pouch. The pink inner portals parted
moistly and he gazed for a few seconds before diving in with his tongue.
Becky's head shot up off his dick in her excitement, moaning as he tongued
her expertly, but soon she was again swallowing much of Rod's sturdy tool.
Minutes passed with only happy slurping and slobbering sounds providing the
music.
 He patted her round butt and made her roll over and held his stiff cock
down to aim it at her young minge. Then he stopped and looked round and
swore. Becky opened her eyes and questioned him.
 OEFuck! I haven't got any rubbers,' he said slowly. OEHave you?'
 OENah! Don't need them anyway. On the pill aren't I? Stick your rod in
Rod...quick and hard,' she added.
 Their eyes locked for a moment. His questioning her statement, hers trying
to reassure him. Then he leaned over Becky as she grabbed his todger. He
thrust and penetrated six inches into her wet mott without any difficulty
and started to shag hard and fast to little calls and grunts from the girl
as she urged him on, clawing at his back and hips, pulling him down and
bucking her body up at his pounding crotch.
The van rocked, Becky's tits wobbled wildly and Rod grunted with delight as
he felt his nine inches search the depths of the teenager's pussy. There was
no doubt that she loved big cocks and knew how to cater for them. He felt
her boots rasping his waist and hips as she tried to curl her legs round his
bucking torso. Becky started to moan.
 OEOh yes Rod, fuck me hard..yeh hard,' she snarled. OEYou big cocked animal,
I'm going to cum.'
 He felt his cum rising and decided to let her have it, never mind delaying
and bringing her up to the boil again. Rod shagged faster, his balls
slapping at her arsehole, their juices mixing, the wet sounds like farts as
their sexes mashed together.
 Becky's voice grew from tiny little gasps and wails into a long drawn out
moan and Rod felt her fingers claw at his back. Her fiercely bitten nails
would not harm or mark him, but he recognised the signs as she nipped her
cunt lips round his pumping cock. His jism burst upwards and steamed deep
into Becky's teeny pussy. She felt the heat of the additive to all her own
juices until she felt she needed to piss, which was always the sign of the
height of her climax. Old Joe Morrison - her grandpa, always got her to piss
on him anyway, but she knew that this might not go down well in the
stranger's small home, so she nipped her cunt muscles hard, letting the
waves of orgasm sear through her as Rod lurched into a final thrust and fell
panting on top of her.
He let his dick soften inside her and was thankful she showed no youthful
impatience until he rolled off and left a trail of spunk across her thigh.
She raised her head and laughed before running her finger into the trail and
scooped some of it up and licked her finger.
 OEThink I'm a dirty cow Rod?' she chuckled, scooping up some more and
repeating her licking.
 OEYou're certainly a horny one for a fifteen year old. Fuck! You're a goer
and that's saying something,' he replied. OEShag around the area then?'
 OECheeky bastard. No I don't,' she spluttered, good naturedly shoving his
shoulder as he toyed with her nipples. OESuppose I do really,' Becky added
naughtily. OEGot me worked out haven't you?'
 OEWell you started it and I'm glad you did Becky. Of course I could get into
serious trouble, you know that don't you?' he suggested.
 OEHey! No problem,' Becky simpered flicking his balls as they lay on his
thigh. OEI know the score, but there is one thing....'
 OEOh yeah! What's that then? You're not actually on the pill I suppose,' Rod
probed.
 OENah! Silly. It's just that I'm still at school and I like nice things to
wear and there's no fucking jobs round here, like evening and weekends. To
pay for these for instance,' Becky fingered her boots.
 OEAh! You want some cash that it? No problem Becky. Couldn't care less. How
much - Tenner? Twenty? But you keep your mouth shut.'
 OECourse I will. You're great how you catch on and yes that'll be great
thanks,' Becky grinned. OEI need a pee.'
 As she hadn't qualified the amount, Rod slid a ten out of his wallet after
he had shown her to the tiny toilet cubicle. The door swung open and when he
returned and tried to latch it for her, she grinned up at him from her squat
while she let her urine flow.
 OEDirty old bastard,' she giggled. OEYou wanna watch me pee, OK but make it
twenty eh?'
 He grinned and knelt down and she raised her squat which was already off
the rim of the toilet bowl. The hot steaming stream was hitting the bowl
with some force and Rod watched in silent awe at the private moment.
OECould have peed on you if you want, but thought maybe you wouldn't like it.
Done it for one fella,' she told him, as the golden shower ceased.
OENever tried that but I wouldn't mind, but not on my bed,' he chuckled
evilly, turning his mouth up at the idea. OEOh shit - there's no paper, hang
on.'
He grabbed the toilet roll from the kitchen worktop and thrust it at her.
Becky took a few sheets off and was about to swab her dripping cunt lips,
then thrust it at Rod with a cheeky smile. He took the wadge of paper and
reached through her legs and dabbed at her sluiced quim, finally wiping
through the pliant young lips of this amazing teenager.
Rod handed over the money as they dressed. He asked and got her thong as a
souvenir and sniffed at the still damp string and gusset as Becky watched
with pleasure. She thrust her hands inside his jeans just before he zipped
the flies up and rumbled her hand around his genitals.
 OEYou're one fit old git,' she chuckled as he fondled her tits. OEThat's one
tool I have enjoyed.'
 OEThanks for the compliment but less of the git,' Rod countered, squeezing
her nipples. OEYou are one hell of a young fuck if I may say so. Been at it a
long time?'
 OEAh! That would be telling, but I like it - lots,' answered Becky.
OEEspecially big cocks like yours. You going to be round here for long?'
OE No moving on tomorrow, but I could come back the same way. Depends on the
scenery,' he told her, helping her to pull down her tee-shirt.
 Becky hoisted it up again and lifted her boobs into a sumptuous white
pillow.
 OEThis sort of scenery take your fancy? There's some places you haven't seen
yet,' she chuckled.
 OEI'll be back. Now lets get a taxi sorted,' said Rod happily, reaching for
his mobile.
 They went back to the pub which had emptied as the music had finished.
Becky showed him where taxi firms posted their cards. No one took the
slightest notice of them although she did wander away from Rod to check if
Fred was still around, but he wasn't. He took her home in the taxi. FIN


  
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