Chapter 2
It took several weeks for Sandy to fully understand why her mother wasn't going to live with them anymore. And, at best, she couldn't agree with her father's explanation that Claire was a bad influence.
Just because she fucked Tony Stepan?
Sandy would like to fuck Tony Stepan herself. And that desire became more and more on her mind with each passing day, until she finally got up the nerve to do something about it one afternoon on her way home from school.
As she had almost every afternoon since it had happened, Sandy ran straight home to play with her cunt. As she passed Tony's house, she thought of running inside and getting Tony to do it for her.
But she couldn't get up the nerve. Unless she was hotter. She decided to go up to her own room and get hotter.
"Why shouldn't I get fucked?" she said to herself as she bounded into her room. "I'm old enough. My pussy's big enough for a cock, I know it is!"
She stood in front of her mirror, surveying herself. Everyday she grew more and more like her mother, and now, with a tilt to her head and a pout on her lips, she adjusted her features so that they reflected an expression she knew her mother used.
Sticking out her already womanly curved hip, Sandy blew herself a kiss in the mirror, as she had often seen Claire do to her men friends. With a dramatic shrug, she slipped off the sweater she had worn to school that day, revealing the curvaceous contours of her growing tits where they snuggled inside the half-cup bra.
By turning about slightly and holding her breath, she could make the small nipples brush against the inner lining of the bra. It made tiny thrills race through her young pussy.
She slid her hand down inside her panties until her fingertips found the wet slit of her pussy. She closed her eyes and remembered the fantastic climax she had gotten that night. She had come right along with her mother that night.
Thinking about it, reliving it, made Sandy pant and tremble. She felt the little pearl-like drops of her pussy juice flow with the growing friction, quivering with expectation. She held her breath and flicked once more at the little swollen clitty.
"Come, come! Got to get a come! Got to get hot!"
She slipped out of her bra and panties. Then she brought her hands up to cup the firm, soft mounds of her tits. Her thumbs brushed the tender nipples. They jerked into instant erection, trembling. She began to breathe raggedly, feeling the stirrings of desire in her cunt.
Her eyes drifted down to stare at the golden fuzz on her pussy, the pussy she knew could give her so much joy and pleasure if she could just get up the nerve to get fucked. Her cunt lips seemed to twitch and spasm as she thought about fucking.
She spread her legs with her hands and stroked the tender, wet pussy lips, inspecting the smooth, pink-fleshed opening. Small beads of sweat broke out on her forehead as her brain recalled the fantastic sight of Tony's hard prick ripping and tearing at her mother's cunt, jetting its boiling load of globby, white cum into her cunt.
The memory of that wonderful sight caused her hips to begin a slow rhythm of arousal, quivering like molds of jello. She was powerless to stop their increasing tempo. She began to stroke and rub her sensitive pussy, feeling passion and lust rise higher and higher inside her cunt, as she played and manipulated her clit, hidden in the hair-covered, fleshy folds of her hungry cunt.
Faster and faster she went, until she gave herself up to the mounting desire which raced like molten lava through her body. Her fingers were moving wildly now, low moans filled with passion erupting from her parted lips, as she neared the peak of a come.
The shower, she thought, the water on my skin always makes me come faster!
Again the image of Tony's red, swollen cock fucking into her mother's cunt filled her mind as she raced to the bathroom and adjusted the spray of the shower.
With a trembling sigh, she stepped into the spray of the warm water. It felt good as it beat against her sensitive skin, rolling down her lithe body. She straightened a little and looked at herself in the glass of the shower doors. A smile played on her lips as she ran her hands over the high, firm mounds of her tits, down over the velvet smooth belly and teased lightly in the silken hairs of her cunt. Her arms pressed together until her tits jutted out in front of her. She held them under the stinging spray until the creamy white skin took on a glow of blushing pink.
She sighed at the erotic pleasure and leaned back, pushing her hips forward so that the shower played on her belly. She opened the lips of her pussy with her fingers, enjoying the wild sensation of the water pouring warmly into the sensitive pink slit.
Her lips opened in a breathless laugh. If the guys at school could only see her now. It would be the biggest shock of their lives to see the 'virgin's delight' playing with her own pussy, and enjoying it!
Then the heat hit her again. Wildly, she began fingering her cunt. Higher and higher it went. Hotter and hotter it became, until she knew she was there.
She stopped just before she came, leaving herself at that peak just before orgasm.
Quickly she jumped from the shower and dried herself.
In a frenzied hurry, she stepped into her panties, wiggling her lithe hips from side to side, sliding the sheer nylon up over her still damp thighs. Her fingers tugged at the elastic until they were snugged tight around the round cheeks of her ass and over the mound of her cunt. The tightness of the flimsy material split the full lips along the length of the slit and rubbed against her clit as she leaned over to pick up her bra. A frown creased her pretty face at the tiny shock, and she forced her mind to concentrate on the simple act of getting dressed.
Holding her bra up, the frown deepened. As if for the first time, she noticed it was just two thin strips of material with two small cups in front. Slowly she put it on and locked the clip in front, staring at herself in the mirror.
Her titties were raised high and full, overflowing the small cups. The pink nipples were exposed, naked.
God, she thought, I'm practically naked. No wonder all the guys have been trying to fuck me!
A moment of indecision flickered through her mind and then she quickly slipped into her blouse and skirt. Checking herself in the mirror, her eyes opened slowly in amazement. For some reason, she looked different. Something had changed. But what, eluded her mind. She studied the hair hanging around her shoulders, the full red lips, the tits high and firm, only now she noticed the nipples imprinted against the soft material. And the short skirt. It clung tight to the cheeks of her ass and was more than halfway up her tanned, rounded thighs. She stared at the slight creases in the front of her skirt where her thighs protruded.
With a sudden awareness, she realized that she could almost see the lips of her pussy. If her skirt were an inch shorter, you'd be able to see her whole cunt!
I'm ready, she thought, damn ready.
She ran down the stairs, out of the house and across the lawn and two drives that separated her house from Tony's. His was the only car in the Stepans' garage, so Sandy was pretty sure he was home alone.
After pounding on the door a few times, Sandy finally heard a movement inside and then a sleepy voice calling out, "Come in, for shit's sake! The door's unlocked!"
Feeling rather stupid and not certain at all about her scheme, Sandy entered the house. "Tony? ... it's me, Sandy!"
"Yeah?"
"I want to talk to you."
"I'm up in my room. I was taking a nap."
"Can I come up?"
"Yeah, I guess so."
Tony pulled a sheet up to hide his hard cock and chuckled to himself. He had been dreaming about fucking the mother and beating his meat when, lo and behold, the daughter shows up!
Shit, he wished Sandy were a couple of years older. He'd like to pour his cock to her as well. He was sure that Sandy didn't know about him diddling her old lady. Why should she? ... no one else did. Her old man had kept it pretty quiet.
His cock jumped under the sheets when Sandy walked in. She was her beautiful mother in exact miniature.
And she probably had an even tighter cunt, he thought. He felt the smooth sheets caress his jerking, twitching prick. It made him shiver.
"You're looking at me funny, Tony," Sandy said, easing into a chair across from the bed.
"I, uh, I was thinking how much you look like your mother, Sandy." He could see almost everything beneath Sandy's skirt from where he lay on the bed. There were two long, deliriously white areas of thigh and then the blonde pussy covered by the flimsy pink crotch band of her panties. How the hell old was Sandy now anyway?
All sorts of wild thoughts started running through Tony's head as he began to recall the cunts he had fucked; most of them were about fifteen or sixteen, some of them had been a lot older than he. A few as old as his mother.
Tony knew a guy who'd gotten into trouble for screwing with a thirteen-year-old cunt. That kind of trouble Tony didn't want. Besides, it was silly to think that Sandy would ever consider fucking him.
"I was just thinking about Mom, too," Sandy said. Suddenly she felt much more sure of herself. She sensed an uncertainty in Tony, and decided to take full advantage of it. "I'm not supposed to see her, you know, except at certain times when Daddy is there with me. I don't even know where she lives now."
"Shit," Tony said, "that's tough luck. She's great fun!" He took in the swelling curves of Sandy's adolescent tits and recalled the enormous tits that Claire Carson sported so casually.
"How old are you now, Sandy?"
She wrinkled her nose and tossed her long blonde hair back. "I wish you wouldn't talk to me like I was a baby! Just for that I won't tell you. It's not important anyway! How old are you?"
"Chalk one up for you," Tony laughed.
There was something about the vibrations Sandy was giving off, something too similar to Claire's. She began to make small talk with him about nothing of importance, all in a soft, husky voice that grew lower and more sexy all the time. Her tongue moistened her full, red lips often. From time to time, she would adjust her skirt, only it seemed to rise higher with each new position she took. Tony could feel his prick growing, stretching.
"Do you have lots of girl friends, Tony?" Sandy asked. "I bet you've had plenty of experiences!"
"A few," Tony replied, becoming more and more excited. "Uh, quite a few, actually. And you? Do you date boys yet?"
"No, but I thought maybe you could tell me a few things ... and that way I'd be able to get some first hand knowledge!" She stood up and approached the bed.
"Look, kid..."
But before he could stop her, Sandy had sprawled across him. The softness of her young body and the smell of her flesh instantly shot his desire to the peak. He found himself hugging her trembling figure to his lust-filled body.
"Oh, Tony!" Sandy whispered into his ear. "Please, please! You must do it to me! I want it so badly and I'm so ready! And I don't know anybody else who would ... Tony, please!"
"You're not serious, Sandy? You're still a baby, now cut it out! I can't! I mean, I wouldn't touch your ... " His words were suddenly stopped by the pressure of her mouth on his.
His prick was as hard as a poker. He felt the blood racing in his veins as Sandy's mouth sucked on his. He had figured out that she couldn't be more than thirteen or fourteen at the most, and yet he couldn't help feeling that she was somehow mentally much older, perhaps even older than he was.
"Teach me how! Show me!" she murmured into his ear between kisses, her legs beginning to move about over his, her soft belly rubbing slowly in a tormenting motion against his stomach.
And that was only the beginning. He heard the zipper on her skirt, and then she was peeling off her clothes. Slowly, her bare shoulders were revealed and then her small yet full tits puffing out a bra that would soon be too small for her. Her waist was almost non-existent. Tony moaned as he saw the rounded little stomach, the deeply inset belly button, with a light trace of blonde pussy fuzz that led down to the pink bikini panties. Several thin little wisps of blonde cunt hair stuck out from the tight elastic band that circled each perfectly proportioned thigh. Sandy was an incredible girl, just made for fucking, Tony thought, just like her mother.
"Unhook me, please, Tony," Sandy asked huskily, as she sat beside him on the bed. With only a moment's hesitation Tony leaned forward and released her bra.
She practically stuck her blossoming, cherry-tipped tits in his face. "Do you like my tits, Tony?"
"Oh, Christ, yes!" the young man gasped, reaching forward to touch her titties. His palms cupped the soft, fleshy mounds and then his fingers moved along the already hard nipples, his touch making them instantly harder, stiffening to greater size.
"Oh, Tony, that feels so wonderful, so good! No one has ever made me feel this way before!"
He suddenly reached forward and took one excitedly throbbing hard nipple into his mouth, while his other hand manipulated the tip of her other quivering young tit.
"Jesus, oh shit, Sandy, I wish I would'a known you wanted to fuck before!" Tony pulled her toward him. Sandy adjusted herself so that she was lying beside him. Then, without releasing his mouthful of luscious tit, he slid the sheet back and pressing her up against the naked length of his body.
"Oh, Tony!" Sandy cried. His thick prick bounced against her soft belly, spearing hard into her. His cock felt gigantic to her. Even bigger than it had looked when he was ramming it into her mother.
Tony felt completely overwhelmed by desire, completely out of his head. The voluptuous little girl-woman who clung to him in his own bed was driving him up the wall. His mouth moved up from her tits to her mouth. He kissed her hard, moving his tongue far into her throat until Sandy had trouble breathing. Meanwhile his hands moved down under the sheet. He cupped his hands beneath the firmly rounded globes of her naked ass cheeks, feeling the skin warm and soft on his palms. The tiny furry triangle of her quaking cunt hair rubbed up against his prick. He wiggled his cock and balls against her, feeling her whole body tremble against his.
His chest was smashed hard against her titties as his hand moved down along her belly between them. The closer he got to her cunt, the hotter he became. Sandy had started moaning and purring now, as if she understood where his hand was headed. His fingers crawled along the roundness of her belly and then touched the upper fringe of her furry cunt.
"Oh, shit!" Tony cried as his finger dipped into her tiny, virginal cunt.
Sandy could feel the ripples of moisture drip from her pussy. Her body felt drawn toward his prick. She felt ready for whatever was bound to happen to her. She felt warm, desired and beautiful, like her mother.
By moving her hips, she forced Tony's finger to push still deeper in her virgin pussy. The full length of it lay along her trembling slit. Then he began moving it down still farther, and then it was moving into her virginal fuck-hole.
"Oh, oh, Tony, your finger feels so much better than mine in my pussy!"
She wriggled her hips and tried to relax the taut flesh of her inner cunt around the probing finger. She felt Tony's thick finger slid up still farther inside it. She gasped and tried to open her legs farther. Her hands clung around his neck, her lips now a permanent part of his mouth.
Tony was panting heavily into her mouth and his chest heaved against her tits. He felt so muscular, and hard as a rock. And still the bulbous head of his gigantic prick pressed and jerked against her belly. She could feel an excited wetness seeping from his cockhead onto her legs.
Tony felt the little tight fuck passage of her youthful cunt sliding along his finger. He clenched his teeth and tried to think of something else to keep from shooting his cum right then. He snaked a finger forward slightly, forcing Sandy's body still closer against him. She cried out with delight as he touched her clit and began to tickle the sensitive nub at the top of her little pussy.
"Ohhh, Tony, I never knew anything could feel so great! I never realized!"
Furiously, he kept on moving his finger back and forth, up and down, his hand taking on a rhythm. The wet folds of her inflamed little cunt engulfed his finger hungrily and her body molded to his as though she were trying to get inside of him. He could feel his prick being pressed beyond endurance against her rounded belly. He moaned to himself, feeling with his thumb the pulsing beat of her clit with each surge of his finger. It twitched and expanded under his massaging action and Sandy let out a continuous moan of passionate delight.
"Aaaaaggghhhhh! Oooohhhhhh!" she groaned, her little pussy gyrating madly now so that he hardly had to move his finger. She was doing it all for him.
Jesus, what a hot little pussy, Tony thought, just like her mother! Her cunt churned around his finger and thumb.
Then, suddenly, he felt her flooding cunt contracting. A guttural moan erupted from her throat. "Come, come, OH SHIT, COME, SANDY!" he encouraged. God, I want my cock in there, he thought hotly, I want to fuck her with my prick!
He rammed another finger in her, up as far as he could reach. At the same time, his iron-hard prick dug fiercely into her soft belly.
"Oh, Tony! Tony! I'm ... something's happening to me! Ahhhhh, Jeez, yes! Yesssss! Oh, I'm shooting, I'm coming! Coming! Oh, Tony, it's so good! Sooooo goooood!"
Suddenly, Tony realized that he was climaxing too. His prick started spewing his boiling cum against her smooth young tummy. Wave after wave of pure heaven engulfed him as his thick, hot cum spurted over her naked flesh. His body ground into hers, his finger still moving, still thrusting, still tickling, the pressure lighter now, but still there.
The delicate pink flesh of her pussy moved and contracted as Sandy continued to come deliciously around his screwing finger. She clung tightly to him, whimpering now and crying out her fuck pleasure, tears streaming down her cheeks.
For a long time they shuddered together, neither one of them thinking about anything at all. Then, suddenly, Sandy twisted her pouring cunt once more, coming down hard against his still-fucking finger. Abruptly, she started coming again, the climaxes almost making her faint. Her thighs were shivering against his hard muscled thighs, her cunt greedily demanding more fuck pleasure, more orgasms from her young lover.
"Oh, Tony, Tony, do it to me again! I want to come and come for the rest of my life ... forever and ever! Tony, please! Make me come again!"
"I've got something that will make you come a lot better, Sandy."
"Your cock?"
"Yeah. It's a lot thicker, an' it'll make you come good!"
"Yes, yes!" she cried, throwing her legs wide apart and grabbing for his dick. "Yes, fuck me with your cock! Make me come real good!"
"No, not here, we can't!" His mind was racing. His folks would be home in a few minutes. "Listen, I know a spot out by the lake. We can drive out there and fuck up a storm!"
"But that's so far. We'll be back late."
"You stay overnight at Harriet Mills' a lot, don't ya?"
"Yeah."
"Leave a note for your father. Tell him you'll be there."
"Okay. Let's go!"
She jumped from the bed. It was then that she noticed his cum all over her belly. She gathered it with the side of her hand and turned back to him.
"Tony?"
"Yeah?"
"Look, your cum."
Tony's cock got hard again as he watched her lick all his cum from her hand and greedily swallow it.
"Jesus, let's hurry!"