Chapter 2
No, Addy Scharf couldn't blame him. Now that she had felt what Darcy could do to her, the teenaged girl couldn't blame him one little bit.
Even after Darcy drove her home, incongruously paying her for having sat with his son, after she got undressed and into her baby doll pajamas, sliding beneath the covers of her own bed, she still couldn't blame him.
Her parents, two very strait-laced people, had always insisted it was evil for her to think of letting boys touch her there. And Addy, being a good girl, had always listened to what her parents told her. But now, as she lay in her bed, with her fingers rubbing that spot Darcy had licked with his tongue, feeling good all over again, she wondered just how evil it could be. Sheldon Darcy had strongly punctuated how good it could all feel, leaving no doubts in her mind about it. The one remaining question was, how bad could something be when it felt so good?
Friday afternoon, when Addy returned from school, her mother told her Mrs. Darcy had called and asked if she'd be available to babysit the following night. Addy should have turned it down. But her heart leaped and she knew she was going to take the job in the hope she would be alone with Mr. Darcy again and she felt strangely hot between her girlish thighs.
The following evening, Sheldon Darcy brought her to his home making no mention of what had passed between them, smiling and telling jovial little jokes as he had always done before. At his house he took his wife out, saying they would be back about two or three in the morning. Addy nodded, feeling both, disappointment and relief. She was only fourteen, and much too young for things like this anyway, or so she rationalized. It was better this way. He had been drunk that last time. He hadn't known what he was doing. Perhaps he didn't even remember it. But the girl experienced a lonely quiver of lust where her pussy lips pressed tightly together.
After making certain Sheldon Junior, was fast asleep, Addy went down to the living room and turned on the TV set.
Her hand rubbed between her thighs once, feeling her freshly-douched and cleaned pussy. Then she took her hand away, suddenly guilty feeling at the idea of touching herself.
It was midnight when she heard the Darcy's return. Mr. Darcy rapped on the front door, and when she opened it, she saw him carrying Mrs. Darcy.
"She had a little too much to drink, too soon," the man explained. "She'll be out until tomorrow, noon. Wait here while I put her to bed."
Addy nodded, then returned to the living room and sat on the floor near the sofa, returning her attention to the TV set. She watched for close to ten minutes before Sheldon Darcy came downstairs.
"Looks like a good movie," he said, staring at the TV screen. "Are you in a hurry to go home?"
"I'd like to see the end of the picture," she told him.
Addy felt her heart start to pound. Her throat was dry. Perspiration was on the palms of her hands. Just the presence of the man made her feel giddy and breathless.
Darcy sat on the sofa and Addy felt herself becoming giddy. She had to hold her breath a moment not to giggle.
The minutes passed as they both stared at the TV screen, Addy not seeing anything but the sweep of his tongue on her slit. She got up, went to the bathroom, peeing then washing herself very thoroughly between her thighs, quivering as an anticipatory tingle raced through her body. When she returned to the living room, she sat on the floor next to the sofa again, only she positioned herself much closer to where Darcy was sitting. As the minutes passed, she began breathing more and more raggedly.
She knew she had to get closer to him. Leaning over, she rested her head on his knee. Darcy didn't object or pull his knee away. She rubbed a hand on his calves, feeling him tremble slightly. Finally, unable to take the silence between them any longer, Addy looked up at him and said, "You were right. I just didn't understand."
"You're still a young girl," Darcy told her, and she could hear his heavy nasal breathing. "You'll learn, in time."
"Teach me," Addy whispered, barely loud enough for him to hear.
"It has to be done quietly. My wife may be drunk, but if you start screaming and making noise, she just might wake up." Darcy talked normal, but he was breathing heavily.
"I'll be quiet," Addy promised. Thrills of anticipation shot through her body, beginning in her crotch.
"And this time you have to do something for me, first."
"I'll do whatever you say," she answered, feeling her heart trip hammer inside her. Her pussy was leaking juice. She knew what he wanted and she wanted to do the same thing for him.
Suddenly her mouth descended between his thighs and clamped on the thickening bulge forming between his loins. Darcy's hand caressed her head. She could feel the hard, stiff thing inside his pants jerk and twitch. She didn't know why, but she had a strong urge to put that monster into her mouth. Addy remembered the way his mouth had felt on her cunt, and how much she had enjoyed it. There was no doubt he would enjoy having her suck that huge, fat thing she had seen the last time. She remembered the way it had shot white glue all over her. She should have been repulsed by the slick, slimy feel of the stuff, especially after she had smelled it. But she hadn't been. The girl wouldn't admit it to herself at the time, but now she realized how her nostrils had widened and twitched at fragrance of it. She wanted to smell it again. More, she actually wanted to taste it. There was no way of explaining it to herself. All Addy knew was that she had a strong, overpowering urge to taste the white liquid she'd felt and smelled coming from Darcy's hot penis.
She tugged down the zipper of his fly, feeling his eyes burn into her hand. There was no pretense of astonishment on Darcy's part. He wanted Addy even more than she wanted him, and she knew it.
It took some doing to pull the huge, fat wand through the hole in his underwear, but Addy did it.
She stared at his cock, fascinated as her fingers closed around the thick barrel. She watched it stiffen and harden to its full length. The head was a rich purple, and the shank, which had been tan, was now reddish. She saw the dark hairs curling around the base, looking very much like the blood vessels winding through it. Darcy's prick was the most majestic-looking thing she had ever seen. She felt the hard velvet skin in her palm and it made her shudder.
A tiny, diamond-like drop formed at the tip. The drop got bigger and bigger. Out of curiosity she leaned forward and sniffed. Aside from the masculine muskiness coming from the base of Darcy's cock, there was no odor at all. With her finger she touched the drop and watched it become a lubricous smear. Addy rubbed the cream all around the purple dome, making it shine with a rich gloss. Her other hand tightened into a fist around its bole, sliding up and down a little, feeling it pulse and throb in her hand like a living tree branch.
The more she stared at the purple knob at the tip of his burning cock, the more it looked like a ripe, luscious plum. It looked delicious, and she felt her mouth watering as she stared at Darcy's cock. There was a strong compulsion on her part to literally swallow the fruit.
God! she thought to herself. I have to taste it. I just have to.
It was her food, her sustenance. Without it, Addy knew she would die of hunger.
Grasping his cock all the more tightly with her hand, she dragged herself a little closer, raising her head until it was over his thighs. Opening her mouth, staring very intently at Darcy's phallic helmet, Addy brought her head down and pushed part of the slippery plum between her lips. It was hot and slick and tasted better than she believed possible. She felt the thick base pulsing wildly in her palm as the part of the cockhead between her lips swelled to even greater size. It made her want to taste more of it, so Addy pushed her head down and sucked the entire glands between her lips, letting her tongue rim the corona as she did so. That huge, smooth, knobby dome rubbed and pressed against her lapping tongue and the taste of it made her shiver with delight.
The girl pushed lower, taking two thick inches of shaft into her mouth along with the solid head. Meanwhile, her hand began tugging on the base of Darcy's cock. Her lips tightened and worked lower, and she felt herself drooling. Some of the saliva slid from between her lips and the solid cock and dribbled down the shaft to come to rest on her grasping fist.
Addy wanted more of his penis. She wanted all of it fitting into her tight, tiny mouth. She sucked madly, pushing her mouth even lower until her ringing lips touched her fist. Had his prick been thinner she might have fitted more of it in her mouth. It's very thickness prevented her from wedging more of the fleshy cock into her mouth. She felt the heavy head pressing into her throat, squeezing against her gullet. She sucked, tasting the sweetness of his colorless semen, working her lips against his thick, meaty shaft.
Darcy's hands flattened against the sides of Addy's head and began working her mouth up and down, up and down, and she sucked strongly the entire time, pulling his meaty prong between her lips, sliding it along her tongue and palate to the back of her throat, and letting the swollen rubbery cap press against her gullet before allowing it to slide back the way it had come.
Then she suddenly felt his thick prick spasm and twitch between her lips, pressing down against her tongue. She heard him start to moan and make funny little noises in his throat. Addy thought she might be hurting him and was ready to pull her mouth off, when his hands came away from her cheeks and pressed down hard on her head, forcing his cock against her esophagus. And all the while her hand continued to tug on it, madly. The dome thickened and swelled to unbelievable size in her mouth, and suddenly she felt as if lava was erupting into her throat. Darcy's thick cock sprayed her gullet with fluid electricity, and the hot, blazing eruption sprayed through her mouth for what seemed like forever. Some of it would have fallen on his pants had her fist not been there to catch it.
Time seemed to stop for a few moments. It was a wonderful, heavenly moment for Addy as she drank the entire contents of his solid flesh hose. As it shriveled she found it fitted more easily into her mouth and she was soon able to take the entire cock. Her chin felt something soft still inside his pants. She knew what it was. It was his balls. She wanted to lick them, as well, though, she would settle for his cock.
She licked the drying liquid from the top of her fist, then removed her fist and sucked on his shriveling dong until it was completely out of fluid. Even then, Addy continued working her mouth, sucking and licking his cock over and over.
Darcy finally took his hands off the babysitter's head and lifted her lovely face to him. She felt the spot of semen on her cheek, and before he could wipe it away with his hanky, she had licked it off.
"Was it good?" she wanted to know. "Was I as good for you as you were for me?"
"You were very good," Darcy assured her.
"Don't make me go now," Addy begged. "Do something for me, first."
"Wait a little while," he told her. "I have to get hard again."
"Are you going to fuck me?" she asked.
"No," he told her, his nasal breathing very heavy. "Not tonight, that's for sure. There'd be a bloodstain somewhere in this house that I wouldn't be able to explain away."
"Well then, what?"
"A sixty-nine," he answered. "I mean, from what I saw, you seemed to enjoying sucking my cock."
"I did," she nodded. "I enjoyed it very much."
"Well I enjoyed eating you out, last week. So tonight ... this morning ... we'll do it together, both at the same time."
"This is very exciting," she admitted.
"Yeah, but it'll be more fun if we're both totally naked. So let's go into the den and undress."
He got up, walked over and shut off the TV set. Then he led Addy into a little room off to the side. He shut the door, pulled down the shade, and drew the curtains before he turned on the light.
"No one'll see any lights on from outside, and with the door closed it's almost soundproof in here."
He took off his suit, shirt, and underwear. "You've got nice, firm tits," he told her, sitting on the den sofa with Addy naked in his lap.
He pulled her close and began licking her nipples.
Addy sucked her breath in and held onto Darcy's head. The feel of his tongue on her nipples excited her even more as he licked the budding points, making them fill with blood and extend like tiny pink bullets from the silver dollar-sized suction cups of her aureole.
"Mmmm," she sighed, "that feels good."
She wiggled in his lap, feeling his limp penis rub against the under part of her slender thighs. She pressed her own girlish lips to his forehead.
He turned her so she sat straddling his lap, with her thighs wrapped around his middle. She had her hands clasped behind his neck and was leaning way back so he could continue sucking her nipples while Addy humped her cunt against his limp cock, realizing it was the littlest bit bigger than it had been when she'd finished sucking on it earlier.
She rubbed her clinging cunnus against his growing dork with faster movement, feeling it thicken and swell as it pressed against her tight, creaming slit.
"I'd love to be fucked," she whispered, hearing somewhere that use of that particular word always aroused men.
"I'd love it, too," he nodded, "but not tonight. Don't worry, Addy. That hot little pussy of yours will get itself properly reamed, at the right time. Just wait a little while longer. I promise you it'll be a lotta fun."
"Okay," she agreed.
With her legs still clamped tightly around his waist, he stood up, turned around, and gently pressed her back into the sofa.
"Okay, Addy," he whispered. "This is it! A nice little sixty-nine. Ready?"
"Uh, huh," she nodded, eagerly.
She opened her thighs, releasing the hold she had on him, at the same time unclasping her hands from behind his neck. Darcy swung his body around so his three-quarter hard cock dangled above her face. She stared straight up at it, loving the thick, heavy way it stood out, pointing down toward her eager lips. Now she could see his balls, admiring the way his dangling scrotum looked. His balls were huge, like a pair of golf balls inside a leather sack, all covered with hair. His heavy cock was almost completely stiff now, and it was wet and shiny, making her mouth water.
"Just open wide and take it right in," he instructed.
"Oka-k-k-k-k ... " Addy said. Darcy's heavy dong slid right in and moved with almost practiced ease to the back of her throat where it came to rest.
"Careful now, don't get overanxious and bite. Just suck it nice and easy, like you did before ... run your tight lips over it and rub your tongue against it—ooooh—thataway."
Addy nodded, feeling overcome with desire and heat. The swollen cock felt so wonderful in her mouth she wanted to bite and chew in addition to being able to suck. It took all her willpower to use only her lips and tongue. Her tongue lapped strongly, and she followed the combination of saliva and lubricant as Darcy pushed the mighty organ back and forth between her lips.
Addy dug her fingers into his solid ass-cheeks and pulled him a little lower, even though he insisted on keeping himself balanced on his knees. His balls rubbed against her nose and forehead and she breathed the essence of him in, deeply.
She felt his arms forcing her thighs apart and she jumped as his sand-papery tongue flicked at her delicate clitoris. Then his thick, heavy tongue slithered between her inner and outer labia, running first along Addy's right side, and then along her left side, moving up and down. He licked the moss-encircled pink gash again and again, letting his tongue slither between her asscheeks as well, touching the puckered rosebud of her anus. She writhed under his knowing tongue, her own mouth continuing to suck wildly. His own fingers were gripping her asscheeks, fingertips rubbing her asshole when he wasn't licking it.
When she felt his tongue flatten and press against her clit, Addy shuddered back and forth madly, and suddenly she felt a finger slide part way into her tight cunt. The finger moved in rhythm to the way her mouth sucked his tremendous dork. Her lips tightened around his cock all the more strongly as her cunt-muscles clamped down around his probing finger. And all the while her palate rubbed his glands, licking madly at it, while his tongue lapped away at her shivering clit. She felt his finger press harder and harder into her, rubbing back and forth with ever-maddening pressure, while his tongue applied equally heavy pressure to her aching clit.
She felt his lips suddenly close tightly around her tender clitoris and she shuddered madly as Darcy compressed his mouth around the over-sensitive nubbin as his tongue whipped over it again and again, making her ass roll from side to side as she shuddered and bounced. She felt his teeth delicately nibble her tender button while he continued driving a finger in and out of her cunt. Yet another finger probed at her asshole, making the girl squirm even more.
Addy was thrilled no end, sucking strongly and drinking, unable to keep herself still for one moment. When she felt a finger worm its way into her asshole, she writhed wildly. She was hooked in three holes at once, with a cock stuffing her mouth and fingers filling her pussy and anus. She burned as if the flames of perdition were seething through her.
Her tight, anxious mouth had caused his glands to swell to such a proportion the throbbing knob no longer fit in the tiny pocket at the rear of her throat. She felt his body ram the thick meat back and forth more and more quickly, giving her no chance to tighten her lips around it. Brilliant flashes of bright, colorful lights began going off in her head as his second load of heavy seed began pumping out like a flaming spray, blasting away for what seemed like a delicious forever.
This load seemed hotter, tastier, and she thoroughly enjoyed every drop of the gism as she swallowed. It was nice, very nice as it washed down her throat. And all the while his mouth kept lapping at her clit until her own thighs finally tightened around his head. She bucked furiously, an arm in her mouth to keep herself from squealing out her delight and waking up the entire neighborhood.
They rolled together for a long time, thudding to the den floor without letting go. She could feel his tongue continue to drink out the heavy flow from her sweet little pussy while she continued madly sucking, lapping and drinking the wonderful contents oozing from his shriveling cock. It shrunk a lot faster, this time. Even so, Addy managed to get her mouthful of wonderful semen. It slid down her throat as if it was the nectar of the gods. She was in a delightful, dizzying spin. All her worries, all her woes, all her problems, went down the proverbial drain the way his wet, sticky sperm went down her throat.
Now her tongue licked his cock, his balls, and all the surrounding crevices. She even probed with her tongue between his asscheeks and licked at his anal hole. The tiny prune-like pucker was a new experience for her questing tongue, and when she saw how it made him wriggle, she kept it there for what seemed like half a lifetime.
It was nearly three o'clock in the morning when they finished. Addy would have remained there forever, had she been able. But she knew she had to leave, and so she reluctantly dressed.
It was while they were in the car, and Darcy was driving her home that he asked, "Is it true you work with your father some of the time?"
"Uh huh," she nodded. "I'm his secretary on Saturday."
"What do you do, aside from answering phones?"
"I type a lot of his correspondence. I'm very good with a typewriter."
"You must be fairly familiar with all the people he works with."
"I know a few of them," she admitted.
"How about my next-door neighbor, Marty Lehrer?"
"Gee, I didn't know Mr. Lehrer lived next door to you."
"Oh yes. And you know him?"
"Of course."
"Have you any idea what Mr. Lehrer is trying to do with your father at the moment?"
"No, I'm afraid hot. I know it has something to do with that swampland at the other end of town, but that's all I know."
"Well I want you to do me a favor, Addy. If you hear anything more about that deal, I want you to tell me."
"Why?"
"Just call it a special favor. Okay?"
"Sure, if it'll get me more of what I got tonight."
"It'll get you a lot more, honey. You just do as I say, okay?"
"So far you haven't done wrong by me," she laughed.
"And I won't, Addy. You just stick with me and we'll have a lot of fun together, you and I."
"I'm all for that," she nodded. "I like fun."
"Everyone likes fun."
He pulled up in front of her house, got out with her, walked her to the door, then handed her twenty dollars.
"Twenty dollars?" she asked. "Gee, that's a lot of money."
"Well, you came to my house at seven P.M. You left at three. That's eight hours, right there. At two and a half dollars an hour, that's twenty dollars." And he kissed her goodnight.