Chapter 4
"That cunt is gorgeous," he said and fondled the adorable bald snatch.
He felt his prick stiffen slightly and dug his hard finger up into the girl's cunt.
"Tight enough for you?" Doreen said, standing near the sink with her hands folded over her enormous rising and falling bosom.
"Like a worm hole," Horton said and backed off again.
Annie was left gripping the towel rack and moaning softly.
"Let's start her off on a blow job," Horton said calmly, "see how she can handle that."
"Witherspoon would love it," Doreen said and came forward to assist.
"Here, Annie," she said and slipped an inflatable rubber ring under her ass. "Sit on this. I'll run the water."
"You think you can talk kind of cutsie," Horton said, "not like a college girl, but somebody a bit younger. like your younger sister?"
"I have all brothers."
"Like one of them, only a girl."
"I'll try."
"Just try now."
"Ooooooh, golly gee whiskers, Mr. Witherspoon, what a biiiiiigggggggg cock you have!! ! ! ! "
"I said young girl, Annie," Horton glowered, "not Shirley Temple."
"I'm not a professional actress, you know."
"You won't be a professional anything if you don't do as we say," Doreen shouted. She was getting a little tired of this whole routine.
Besides, having Horton standing in front of her with his big whang growing larger by the moment, was making her cunt lips slap together.
"Now, let's get on with the blow job," Horton ordered.
"Yeah," Annie said and stared at Horton Granger's huge deep hole. The one in the middle of his impossibly round, hard dick dome.
"Now," Horton said, leaning back and using his very professorial voice, "when a guy gets his cock out, he usually wants you to admire it."
"That's the most gorgeous dick I've ever seen," Annie said.
"More sincerity, please."
That struck Annie as odd, since she meant it. Horton Granger had the longest, hardest, thickest most gorgeously turned out piece of meat this side of Chateaubriand. And she had never even seen one of those.
"I would love to suck that," Annie said and wiggled her hips.
Maybe the hip wiggling thing would get them. Her acting really wasn't doing her too much good.
"Now just start with some tongue action. Hold my balls a bit and play with them. Just massage, now, no tweaking."
He cast an evil eye at Doreen, who passed on the implication.
Annie reached out and took the bucketful of spongy, wrinkled ball flesh in her hands.
The things hung hard and heavy into her palms.
"Just massage them," Horton commanded.
Annie massaged her professor's balls with great care. She felt the hard elliptical eggs inside the pliant flesh. She rolled them around gently.
"That's okay," Horton said, "now my cock."
"I would take your cock anywhere," she gushed.
"That's good, give it some compliments."
"These aren't compliments. I mean it."
"That's good," Doreen spoke up, "be sincere."
Fuck! Annie thought. These two are so jaded and full of games they don't even believe a person when they're sincere. Fuck them both!! !
"Diddle my cock a bit. Just play with it. Let's see how you do it."
Horton Granger closed his eyes as the girl reached for his prick head. He could tell how a girl would be in bed just by the way she reached out and held onto that thing. And he could tell it from the moment of first impact.
Most girls needed a lot of help in this area. Especially young ones.
He figured with Annie's brains, he would probably have to potty train her.
But when she reached her hand out and set the palm over his taut smooth prick dome, he was very surprised ... and a little pleased.
She had a good grip.
Not too soft, not too hard.
Not too cool, not too eager.
Just right.
She stretched her hand out flat and ran her palm over the head of Horton's round hard dick. The sensation was completely arousing.
"Well, well," he said approvingly. "You do know how to touch a dick."
"I can suck one, too," she said and grinned proudly.
"No!" Doreen said and came forward, "don't try to sound like a hooker. You're twelve going on thirteen, not a has-been porn starlet looking for money to buy downers. Remember that. You've naive. You've not been across the street."
"Let alone around the block," Horton reminded her.
"Oh, I get it. Young and innocent."
"And a little reckless," Horton added.
"You can wiggle your ass," Doreen said, "just don't wiggle your age around too much. Remember the illusion."
"I'll try to get it better," Annie promised and went back to handling Horton's big, hard dick stick. Much better work anyway.
"Now how about some tongue on my head," Horton suggested.
The girl did have an excellent handle on his cock. And he loved the way her pussy lips splayed open when she sat cross-legged like she was now. That appetizing bald clam of hers looked so right with all that pink flesh stuffed inside of it. A hot hors d'ouevres if he'd ever seen one.
He could hardly resist dipping into it, in fact.
He reached his hand down and scooped some runny cunt honey out of her delicious pink juiced up pussy pot. It felt sweet, wet and charming.
"Now stick your tongue out," Dr. Granger instructed, "Let's see some tongue action on my joint." He could hardly wait for that one.
Annie opened her mouth and started lapping at the big's man enormous dick head. She ringed her hands around his cock base to better steady the thing. It was flying around like a flagpole in the sand.
She made a ring with her thumbs and index fingers that barely squeezed around the base of Horton Granger's huge monster dick.
Holding the thing in place like that, she leaned over and dabbed her tongue all over the round, taut head of his cock pole.
She dabbed her tongue into the slit.
She slithered her tongue around the glans and ducked it up under the rim and tasted the flared skin under his mushroom cap.
"Mmmmmmm," she said, tasting the thing and savoring the flavor.
"You like cock, do you?" Doreen said as she stroked the girl's firm up-thrusting breasts.
"Mmmmmmm," Annie nodded and went back to sucking dick.
She could feel the vital throbbing blue vein running the full length of Horton Granger's huge whang. She felt it vibrate hard beneath her fingers and under her tongue whenever she swept over it or around it.
She sucked his prick lengthwise by running her mouth along the shaft, like it was a mouth organ or a cob of corn. She sucked vigorously.
She ran her tongue all over the hard shaft and popped it around and in and under in all the expected places ... and some of the unexpected ones.
Then, in one fell swoop, she swallowed his wide, hard dick head. She crammed his cock knob down her mouth and sucked it so hard her cheeks sank it.
"Auspicious," said Dr. Granger.
Delicious, thought Annie.
Vicious, Doreen said to herself.
Annie lowered her head and clung to
Horton's hard pecker like a trapeze. She scoured the underside of it with her thick, vibrating tongue.
She swirled the thing around, around, around the whole circumference of the big man's hard, thick rod. She spiraled it around his whole shaft.
Then, she stuck the thing inside her mouth up to the wide halfway point along his shaft. The thing filled her mouth so completely, she could barely breathe.
"Good," Doreen coached, "can you breathe?"
Silence.
"Just nod your head yes or no." Annie nodded, then shook her head. "What the hell is that supposed to mean?" she said.
"I think she can sort of breathe," Horton managed, though he was finding it difficult to speak coherently. The girl was that good.
"Try your nose," Doreen commanded. "Relax and breathe through your nose."
She fondled the girl's pussy gingerly. Doreen stroked the soft pulpy mounds of the girl's cunt lips. The silky smooth moons that she had just shaved herself personally with her very own razor blade.
She was proud of her work. And she was beginning to see that maybe Annie had something going for her. She was proving to be a dynamite cocksucker, all right.
She could tell that just by the way Horton was tilting his head.
Well, she knew him pretty well. Horton Granger leaned back and let the little girl suck his dick. She could handle it, and he wanted to enjoy it. He didn't always.
But he did this time.
Annie gripped Horton's full hard on and pumped it in and out of her mouth.
The sweet, loud sucking sounds echoed off the walls. They bounced off the bathroom tiles and made Doreen's cunt wet just to hear them.
They made Annie's cunt wet.
And they made Horton's pecker hard as a ball peen hammer.
"Can you take this thing all the way down your throat?" Doreen said and stroked the lower half of Horton's gigantic prick stick.
"Mrrrrrrfff," Annie nodded, but just barely.
She was getting too hot to think about much now, but she could manage to think of how good that log would taste in her hot, tight throat.
She wiggled her mouth around and managed to gulp a few more inches back in her throat. Her mouth salivated like fury and her temples throbbed.
The big vein in Horton's cock was throbbing, too. Annie could feel it far, far back in her hot, tight wet throat channel.
"Suck me," Horton called softly, "suck that dick."
He rammed his pecker harder into her mouth.
Annie caught it swallowed some more.
She lapped his vibrating hard head with her tongue and slid up and down on the thing, t trying to grease some tracks to take the whole load down her mouth.
She worked Horton's huge, hard dick shaft in and out of her mouth. Her mouth was running saliva and pre-cum like a rivulet.
She humped Horton's cock hard with her sucking, fucking mouth.
She rammed his pecker all the way into her mouth and took it down to the shaft.
She wondered if her face was turning blue.
She wondered if she would choke on that hard, round firm baseball bat of a prick.
She wondered if she would die and go straight to heaven if she came.
Then, she came.
She tossed her hips up and down and succeeded in making Horton's cock wetter and harder by doing so. She sucked the thick, punishing rod in her mouth and pumped it in and out.
Harder and faster.
In and out. Up and down.
She swung off the tip of Horton's dick for a brief moment and took in a gasp of air. But before anybody had time to ask her what was up, she stuck the huge log back in so hard, Horton thought a lamprey was eating him alive ... cock first.
"Good Lord this child can suck," Horton said, and braced himself against the towel rack. He knew that when he came, the force of his jism might well knock her back against the opposite wall. It had gone like that sometimes.
"Oh, shit," he cried, "hold onto her, I'm gonna shoot."
Annie dug his dick in her mouth and slid off it.
She dug it in again and yanked it back out.
She went down on it and sucked the thing so fast and far back into her mouth, Horton closed his eyes and lay his head back on the tiles.
"Shiitttttt!! ! ! ! " he said and shot his load.
He shot his whole load of come cream out in one giant, instantaneous, powerful geyser that would have indeed knocked little Annie right back into the opposite wall had it not been for Doreen catching her.
"Jesus," Doreen said when she saw Horton's jism still squirting out the tip of his massive, hard pecker log. "That's a fucking bucketful."
Horton emptied his guts.
He emptied his entire supply of delicious come cream into the girl's waiting mouth. She seemed quite happy to get a load of it.
She sucked his cream.
She ate his spunk till it was all gone and licked her lips.
"Wow!! ! ! ! " she said, coming up for air, "that was some kind of far out suck you just gave me."
"What about the one you just gave me?" Horton replied, a little breathlessly, "What about the one I just got?"
"Oh, I'm sorry," Annie said, looking and sounding very much like a twelve year old girl just then, "I couldn't take your cock down inside my throat until the very end. It's so fucking huge. Maybe next time."
"Let's you cleaned up and into this negligee," Doreen said, hoisting the girl out of the tub. "I think Witherspoon is due shortly."
"I'd like to have a few moments with Annie alone," Horton said, feeling his balls twitch again. So unlike them, but there they were.
I bet you would, Doreen thought, but kept her mouth shut.
"Sure," Annie said and slithered into her gorgeous satiny gown.
She stood in front of the light and watched the thing move with her like she was under white water. She could see the mound of her bare little adorable pink pussy. She wondered how long the hair would take to grow back.
Doreen slipped out the door quietly.
"Dr. Witherspoon is a first-rate academician," Horton said.
He grabbed his smoking jacket off a peg in the bathroom and slipped into it. His cock had taken to dangling between his knees now, but it showed promise of making a return engagement, especially if this little nymphet were going to hang around to give it any encouragement whatsoever.
"He is also a gentleman, a scholar, and a close colleague."
Annie nodded circumspectfully.
"His credentials are unquestionable, and provided you play the role the way you did just now in the bathroom, you will have nothing to worry about," Horton told her.
She looked at her luscious body in the mirror and smiled hotly.
"If you say so, Dr. Granger."
"One more thing," he said and grabbed his pipe from his jacket pocket.
"Yes?"
"He loves a good rim job. After that, he'll want to bugger you. Sound okay?"
Annie pursed her lips together and made a wide-eyed little girl face.
"Why the hell not," she giggled, "it's to save my education."