Chapter 3
When Mr. Mumm rose to his feet Nancy Mermerstein thought he was going to pull his pants back up. But this was not what he had in mind at all.
Mr. Mumm, instead, began to loosen his tie. He was going to take off all of his clothes so he could be just as naked as the little girl.
Nancy, sensing this, remained on her knees before him. She untied both of his shoes and then peeled his socks off of his feet one at a time.
"Are you sure you have never given a blow job before?" Mr. Mumm asked Nancy. He had a small smirk on his face a look of self-amusement.
"You know that I wouldn't lie to you, Mr. Mumm. I guess there are plenty of things I would do to you but lying is not one of them," she said.
"It's just that you did it so well, Nancy. Like an expert. Pardon the expression, but you seemed like an old pro at it," Mr. Mumm said.
"I guess that's it's just a matter of beginner's luck, Mr. Mumm," Nancy said. Mr. Mumm finished removing his clothes. Nancy got to see the thick muscles that she could only imagine before.
"I don't think that it is beginner's luck at all, Nancy. I think that you are just a naturally sensuous person," Mr. Mumm said, his smile broadening.
"Gee, Mr. Mumm, that might be the nicest thing that anyone has ever said to me in my whole life!" Nancy said. Her pussy was boiling worse than ever.
"I keep smelling your pussy wafting up. You smell so passionate and good. You don't smell like a little girl at all," Mr. Mumm said.
"What do I smell like, Mr. Mumm?" Nancy asked. She got up off of her knees and stood in front of the huge man. She felt very tiny before him. He was twice her size but the ratio seemed even greater than that to the little girl at the moment.
"You smell very much like a woman," Mr. Mumm said. "You smell good enough to eat. As a matter-of-fact, I think that's exactly what I'm going to do," he added.
"Oooooooooh, just the thought of you going down on me makes me feel shivery all over. I can feel the gooseflesh forming," Nancy replied.
"I have a hunch that you are going to taste just as good as you smell Nancy. Get up on my desk. Sit right up on top. Spread your legs for me," Mr. Mumm said.
"Okie-dokie," Nancy said cheerfully. Only after she plopped her ass down on top of the man's desk did she remember how sore she was back there.
She parted her knees. She could feel the edge of the handsome man's ink blotter touching the small of her back, very close to the top of the crack of her perfect ass.
Nancy watched with wide eyes as the man moved in front of her. He kissed her hungrily on the mouth once again. His lips and tongue worked their way up and down the side of his neck.
He explored the inside of her ear. He kissed the front of her throat. His mouth made its way downward toward her tits. Nancy could hear herself gasping.
Nancy couldn't believe how good it felt to have Mr. Mumm caressing her hypersensitive breast flesh with that hot, wet mouth of his.
Mr . Mumm kissed Nancy's left breast exclusively at first. He kissed that tit in ever-diminishing concentric circles so that each kiss was a little bit closer to the nipple than the one before.
Mr. Mumm's mouth was watering by the time his mouth finally got to the dark nipple. He parted his lips and stuck his tongue far out of his mouth.
Mr. Mumm placed the tip of his tongue directly on the little girl's nipple. He began to roll the tip of his taster around lazily. He moistened the entire feminine erection.
Mr. Mumm could feel Nancy Mermerstein's nipple growing larger and harder against his aroused taste buds. He began to flick back and forth with his tongue.
Mr. Mumm started out licking lightly and slowly at the dark rosebud but he gradually increased the pressure and tempo of his tongue's movements.
Mr. Mumm could feel the nipple turning into a pebble-hard erection. He knew what she wanted. He was a most experienced lover. He knew how to deliver the best in both pain and pleasure.
Mr. Mumm wrapped his lips around the outer edges of Nancy's dark left nipple and he began to suck. He sucked as hard as he possibly could.
Mr. Mumm sucked at Nancy's nipple so hard that the skin all around the feminine erection was as tight as the skin one might expect to find covering the head of a drum.
Mr. Mumm sucked that nipple so hard that he made the entire breast look a good deal pointier than usual. Nancy threw back her head.
The little girl closed her eyes tightly at the joyous sensations she felt rippling up and down the entire length of her arched spine.
Her lips were parted. Her tongue flicked back and forth across her lips. Mr. Mumm kept his tongue busy. He was sucking and licking at the nipple at the same time.
Then Mr. Mumm did something that Nancy would not have anticipated in a million years. He began to bite her nipple. He bit softly at first.
But then very hard. He clamped his teeth over the tip of the nipple and began to make growling animalistic noises. There was nothing remotely human about the noises Mr. Mumm was making at that moment.
Nancy could feel the divine combinations of pleasure and pain rippling throughout her concentrating at her erogenous zones. He tugged hard at the erection with his teeth.
As Mr. Mumm bit the rosebud he began to tug and shake his head from side to side. Nancy felt a little anxiety. She thought he was out of control.
For a frightening moment or two Nancy thought the man was going to tear her nipple right off the tip of her breast. But Mr. Mumm knew what he was doing.
The handsome man released his grip on the nipple with his teeth before any serious damage could be done. He released his grip and allowed the nipple to snap back into position. Nancy was gasping for breath.
She opened her eyes and looked down at the nipple. Her eyes went wide. Her eyes' whites became visible all the way around the pupils.
She could see that her nipple had grown much larger than it had ever been before. That dark nipple was protruding almost a full inch from the tip of her breast.
The nipple that had been sucked and licked and bitten was three times the size of the right one. But that was not to remain true for long.
Mr. Mumm almost immediately began to repeat the process with the other feminine erection. He once again went all the way from gingerly licking to savage biting.
By the time he was through both of the nipples were once again the same size. He pulled his mouth away from her nipples. They were shiny with his spittle.
Mr. Mumm puckered his lips and blew cool air onto each wet nipple making the black haired teenager sigh with pleasure. Fresh gooseflesh formed on her tender body.
Mr. Mumm placed his hands on Nancy's tits and began to fondle them. He positioned his hands so that the nipples were throbbing hard precisely against the centers of his slightly cupped palms.
Mr. Mumm opened his fingers as far as he could get them. He was pleased to verify his assumption that her tits were going to fit into the palms of his hands perfectly.
Mr. Mumm pressed with his fingertips hard enough to make Nancy's breast flesh pucker a little bit. He began to move both boobs in slow, sensuous circles at the same time.
He pushed her tits upward on her chest. He pulled her tits apart and then he pushed them together.
He pushed them together so tightly that they were flattened at their sides and the cleavage between them became incredibly long and deep.
Now it was Nancy Mermerstein who was breathing so hard that she sounded as if she were purposefully trying to hyperventilate herself.
Mr. Mumm pushed Nancy back onto the desk and told her to raise her feet to the edge of the desk. She raised her knees high in the air as she did this.
Nancy stretched the muscles in the insides of her thighs in an attempt to point her knees at opposite walls of Mr. Mumm's private office.
The man moved to a crouched position before her. He kissed her belly and her abdomen sensuously. He made loud smacking noises as he released each kiss.
Mr. Mumm ran the pointy tip of his tongue in a wet, crooked circle around the little girl's dimpled and concave bellybutton. He then dipped his tongue tip right into her navel.
Nancy squealed with pleasure. She found that this caress to her bellybutton felt a hell of a lot better than she thought it was going to.
She was learning so much and she was learning so fast. She felt as if she were discovering brand new erogenous zones left and right.
Nancy could feel her entire nervous-system becoming in sync with her feminine libido. Her whole body felt as if it were turning into one gigantic erogenous zone.
Nancy could feel Mr. Mumm tugging at her curly black pubic hairs with his ivory white teeth. She wanted him to start licking and sucking at her cunt flesh right then and there.
But Mr. Mumm had other ideas. He was in the mood to be a tease. He knew that her inevitable orgasm would be more intense if he made her wait for it. He wanted to hear her plead for that ultimate pleasure. Mr. Mumm wanted to hear the little black haired teenager beg!
Nancy could feel Mr. Mumm's mouth working down her leg all the way to her feet. He began to suck her toes and this too felt better than she would have thought.
Mr. Mumm sucked each of the little girl's toes one at a time. He then flicked the tip of his tongue back and forth in between her toes.
He kissed the tops of her feet, her shins and her rounded calves. He flicked his tongue across the smooth skin behind her knees. Then he began to work on the insides of her thighs.
Beginning at her knees he began to kiss her thighs, moving his mouth ever-closer to the sides of her super-swollen and super-wet poontang.
Nancy could feel her horniness growing by the second. Her honey pot was going to be raging at a full boil by the time the man got his mouth on it.
Mr. Mumm allowed his mouth to get within a fraction of an inch of her pussy flesh on either side of her vulva. But his lips did not make direct contact with her outer cunt lips.
Then Mr. Mumm placed his hands at the backs of Nancy's thighs and pushed upward. Her knees drew back toward her chest. She curled into a ball.
The weight of Nancy's sweet lower torso shifted to the small of her back. Her ass cheeks rolled up off the desk into the handsome man's face.
He kissed the backs of her thighs and worked his mouth downward toward her ass cheeks. He began to kiss and lick and bite at her buttocks.
Mr. Mumm loved the way that firm yet supple flesh felt on his mouth. He bit at the flesh hard easily hard enough to leave red teeth marks in the flesh.
Nancy thought for a moment or two that the man was going to break the skin with his sharp teeth. But he did not do this. He pulled his mouth away.
Mr. Mumm told Nancy to hold herself in this curled position by reaching up and grasping her own trim ankles with both of her dainty hands.
Naturally enough, Nancy did as she was told. She gripped her own ankles so tightly that her knuckles turned white. Her knees were very close to her grossly swollen nipples.
Mr. Mumm began to lightly stroke her tingling ass with the tips of his long thick fingers. He then massaged the ass flesh more firmly than before.
Mr. Mumm kneaded the ass flesh lovingly. The soreness from the paddling that she had received blended with the pleasure spawned by this firm caresses.
Mr. Mumm then turned his fingers inward toward the crack of Nancy's ass. He pushed his fingers right into the crack, turning his elbows outward.
Indeed, Mr. Mumm's elbows were pointing in opposite directions. The tips of his middle fingers were less than an inch away from the mucous membranes at the mouth of her scrotum on either side.
He pressed with his fingertips hard enough to make the flesh pucker once again. He began to pull her ass cheeks open. He did this slowly.
Mr. Mumm didn't stop tugging the buns open until they were parted as far as they could go. The skin in the cleavage between Nancy's buttocks was taut.
Even some of the puckers in Nancy's dark asshole were smoothed by the pressure he was exerting. He lowered his chin to the desk.
Mr. Mumm parted his lips and stuck his tongue out. He placed the tip of his tongue at the very top of the crack of her ass, which was close to the desk.
He touched her with his taster very close to the small of her back directly in between the twin dimples that indicated the location of her kidneys.
Mr. Mumm began to flick back and forth. He could taste the cunt juices that had dribbled out of the base of her pussy into her ass crack.
Mr. Mumm verified his suspicion that the little girl's pussy was going to taste every bit as good as it smelled. He could feel a little drool rolling over his lower lip onto his strong chin
but he didn't care Mr. Mumm lifted his chin and began to draw his tongue deeper into the cleavage between her ass cheeks. He approached her asshole a fraction of an inch at a time.
It seemed to take forever, but Mr. Mumm finally got his tongue directly on Nancy's anus
only a inch or so away from the base of her brown and pink pussy slash.
Mr. Mumm flicked the tip of his tongue all around the throbbing mouth of her rectum. She could feel the desire in her anus spreading inward.
Nancy found herself thinking of anal intercourse. She had never fantasized about ass fucking thinking the act was unnatural and probably very painful.
But now the little black haired girl was starting to think that ass fucking might be a hell of a lot of fun and she was thinking that she might try it one day.
Nancy could feel the movement in Mr. Mumm's tongue increasing in eagerness and enthusiasm. He began to lave her asshole with the flat part of his tongue.
He lapped back and forth across her nether eye which was winking at him. Nancy could feel her asshole opening and closing rhythmically.
He licked her asshole until all of the anal flavor, and the taste of her pussy juice, had been licked away. Then he stiffened his tongue.
Mr. Mumm made his tongue pointy at the tip at placed it right on the center of her anus' asterisk. She could tell that he was going to push his tongue right up inside her fanny.
Nancy could instinctively tell that this was going to feel very good so she concentrated all of her attention on relaxing her sphincter muscle.
Nancy wanted the man to be able to get his tongue up inside her buns as easily as possible.
Mr. Mumm was still using both hands to hold the little girl's ass cheeks apart as far as they would go.
Nancy thought she was going to swoon when she felt her asshole opening to let the man's tongue inside. He pushed up that hole deeply and he didn't stop until his tongue was up her rear as far as it could possibly go.
Nancy could feel the tip of Mr. Mumm's tongue pushing right up past her tight, tubular sphincter muscle right into the softness of her colon.
Nancy could feel Mr. Mumm's tongue tip wiggling around playfully inside her ass. She could feel the pressure in her loins growing in leaps and bounds.
Nancy could tell that the man was not going to have to lick her cunt for long to make her come. She felt as if she were going to explode into orgasm the very second he found her love button with that busy taster of his.
Mr. Mumm continued to press against different spots inside Nancy's colon with varying pressures. Nancy's asshole was instinctively squeezing at the man's tongue.
Mr. Mumm began to work his stiffened tongue in and out of the little girl's asshole. It didn't take Nancy very long at all to figure out that he was not going to appease her anal craving in this manner.
Nancy could tell right away that Mr. Mumm's tongue was neither long enough nor thick enough to appease the desire she felt in her back-door orifice.
Mr. Mumm finally pulled his tongue all the way out of Nancy's asshole. He pulled the tip out very slowly so that her sphincter muscle would not be forced to slam shut.
Mr. Mumm told Nancy that she could release her grip on her ankles and lower her feet at that point. She placed her feet on the edge of the desk.
Once again she had her knees stretched far apart. Her toes were gripping at the edge of the desk. Mr. Mumm moved his fingertips to the outermost edges of the little girl's needy vulva.
He began to pull her outer cunt lips apart. Nancy's sensuous lips began to stretch back over her pearly white teeth. Her face felt hot.
Her breasts felt swollen. She could feel the folds of pink tissue in between her incredibly shapely legs being separated. He didn't stop pulling her pussy open until the snatch resembled a slab of raw meat.
The handsome man had no trouble seeing the little girl's clit. The swollen erection at the top of her poontang slash was protruding far from its fleshy sheath.
Mr. Mumm knew that he could make the little girl come quickly if he immediately began to lap at her little man in the boat but he chose not to.
Mr. Mumm decided that he was going to tease the little black haired girl just a little bit more before he gave her that ultimate pleasure.
He was going to allow his tongue to explore all of the nooks and crannies of her pussy before touching the magic spot. He placed the tip of his pointy tongue on the inch-long patch of mucous membrane in between Nancy's cunt and her asshole.
The natural lubrication was gathered there thickly. As the man got his face right up into Nancy's crotch he could feel his afterglow wearing off.
Mr. Mumm could feel his afterglow being replaced by his rekindled lust. Mr . Mumm could feel the ache returning to his manly testicles.
Mr. Mumm could tell that it wouldn't be very long at all before the blood of his masculine passion began to pump back into the head and the shaft of his cock.
He knew that he was probably going to be well on his way toward having another erection by the time he made the little girl climax wildly.
Nancy's hot moans and groans of previously unknown pleasure were steadily rising in volume and pitch. He could sense the muscles in her tiny body tensing up on her involuntarily.
He began to flick the tip of his tongue back and forth. He flicked up and down the outermost edges of her sweet pink slit. He lapped at her outer cunt lips.
Mr. Mumm licked along the sides of her clit. He licked above her clit allowing his tongue to touch her clitoral foreskin. He came within a millimeter of the magic spot but did not directly touch that fiery bulb.
Mr. Mumm ran his tongue in between the girl's two sets of cunt lips. He flicked his tongue at the slightly curled back outer edges of her inner labia.
Mr. Mumm could see that her inner cunt lips were opening and closing rhythmically as if they were begging him to penetrate. She wanted her cherry popped. Not only did she want his tongue on her clit, but she wanted his cock inside her cunt deep inside, shoving into the core of her aching womanhood. She knew that there would be very little child left in her by the time he was through. He was going to transform her from a little girl into a full-fledged woman all in one fell swoop.
Mr. Mumm worked the tip of his tongue in between Nancy's inner cunt lips. His tongue tip was on the little black haired girl's urethra.
Mr. Mumm flicked his taster back and forth across her piss hole which was directly below and less than an inch away from her clitoris.
Mr. Mumm knew how badly the little girl wanted him to lick upward toward the clit. Instead he licked downward toward the mouth of her unused fuck hole.
He managed to get his tongue up under her pubic bone. He stuck his tongue out of his mouth as far as he could. Nancy was bouncing up and down on her ass cheeks. Mr. Mumm had to be agile with his head and shoulders to keep the tip of his tongue where he wanted it.
He tilted his head a little to one side as he tried to push his tongue deep up inside her pussy . Mr. Mumm did not want to inadvertently touch her love button with the tip of his nose.
Mr. Mumm knew that almost any direct contact with the little girl's magic bulb would cause her orgasm and he wanted her to wait just a little bit more.
Mr. Mumm wanted his tongue to push up inside her poontang very deeply but he didn't get very far. He had pushed in only an inch or so when he encountered a thin wall of membrane blocking the path to Nancy's womb.
He knew immediately what the wall was.
Her cherry.
Her intact maidenhead.
Her precious little hymen. Mr. Mumm pushed the tip of his tongue against the little girl's cherry. He could feel the thin membrane stretching taut against the pressure he exerted. "Please Mr. Mumm! Make me come! Make me come! I can't stand it anymore. I am so close! So very close! Mr. Mumm!"
Mr. Mumm had heard the little girl beg and that, of course, was precisely what he wanted to hear. He decided to give her the ultimate joy she obviously needed so desperately.
He placed the tip of his right forefinger at the top of her slash and peeled her clitoral foreskin upward. He pushed the foreskin far up. He rendered her clit naked and vulnerable to his every oral caress.
Nancy's clit felt more than ever like it was going to come popping right out of her twat. The little girl was bouncing up and down on top of the desk on the cheeks of her ass more furiously than ever. All of her muscles were tightened.
The little girl's curled long black eyelashes were pressed desperately against her high cheekbones. Mr. Mumm knew that he wasn't going to have to touch her clit very hard at all.
Mr. Mumm was experienced enough to know that any direct contact with the girl's center of womanly pleasure would be amplified perhaps as many as a thousand times, by her acutely aroused nervous system.
He stared at that pink marble of clit tissue. He blew cool air onto her hot, hot love button. He could feel the blood pumping into the head and shaft of his cock.
He then placed the tip of his tongue directly on her clit. He touched the magic spot as lightly as he could and he pulled his tongue away almost immediately.
He touched her as subtly as he could. Nonetheless, the little girl felt a lightning bolt of raw sexual pleasure ripping its way up and down her spine.
She tossed her head from side to side. She began to open and close her knees. She squeezed at his ears with the insides of her thighs a couple of times.
The man dabbed his tongue tip against her love button always pulling his taster away from the magic spot before the explosions of her orgasm could begin.
She begged for orgasm once again, this time without words. She begged solely with the gurgling groaning sounds she made deep inside her tensed throat.
Mr. Mumm placed the tip of his tongue directly on Nancy's clit and this time he kept it there. He kept the tip still at first and merely altered the pressure from soft to firm back to soft again.
Nancy was right on the edge of orgasm. She was teetering at the edge of bliss, yearning to topple into the bottomless abyss of her womanly ecstasy.
Mr. Mumm began to move Nancy's clitoris in slow sensuous circles. He moved the fiery ball as if he were rolling a ball bearing in oil.
Mr. Mumm began to flick the tip of his tongue rapidly back and forth across the clit. He didn't have to do this for very long. Nancy could feel herself coming. The pleasure was extraordinary and her mind was truly boggled by it.
"CCCCOOOOMMMMIIIINNNNGGGG!! ! ! " Nancy called out at the top of her lungs. Her voice was shrill, affected by the tenseness in her neck muscles.
Mr. Mumm could feel a small squirt of liquid coming from the little girl's urethra striking him on the lower lip. At first he thought she had lost control of her bladder.
For a moment Mr. Mumm thought that Nancy was urinating on his lower lip. Then the fluid got into his mouth and onto his tongue. It tasted sweet.
He realized at that point that this was not urine at all but rather her feminine ejaculation. The fluid was verification of her orgasm's authenticity.
Of course, the possibility that Nancy might be faking an orgasm never occurred to Mr. Mumm. He could tell that NO girl was that good of an actress.
Nancy could feel the explosions of pleasure starting at her clit and spreading outward. The joy filled her entire vulva and then her entire lower torso.
Nancy could tell that the pleasure was not going to stop spreading until it affected her entire nervous-system. Yes, each and every one of her nerve-endings was to be thrilled by her come.
Nancy could feel the pleasure spreading in ever-growing concentric circles just like strong radio waves being transmitted by her little man in the boat.
Nancy could feel her spasming clit being smacked back and forth sharply by the man's tongue at this point. She could feel the pleasure roaring up her arched spine like a clap of thunder from a storm directly overhead.
Nancy could feel the pleasure pausing for a fraction of a second at the nape of her neck, near the base of her skull, where the little black hairs were standing on end.
Nancy then felt that ecstasy exploding into her already reeling brain. Her back teeth had been clenched together up until that point.
But the second the pleasure struck her brain her mouth fell gaping open, so far that the skin at the corners of her hot little mouth was stretched taut.
Her tongue flopped in and out of her mouth as if she were having some sort of seizure. Mr. Mumm would not have been surprised if foam had come pouring from Nancy's mouth at that point-or from her pussy, for that matter.
Nancy could feel her brain spinning. She felt as if she could feel the world spinning on its axis. She felt as if she were spinning in the opposite direction.
Nancy felt weightless as if she were in outer space and no longer restricted by the laws of gravity. She felt as if she were levitating, drifting upward off the bed.
Nancy felt as if she were spiraling toward the ceiling. She felt as if her spiritual self and her physical self were parting. It was a bizarre yet wonderful sensation as far as the little girl was concerned.
Her body was soaked with the hot sweat of her sexual exertion. The little glands inside her cunt were secreting her natural lubrication more rapidly than ever.
Nancy's cunt juice continued to dribble from the base of her pussy like so many melted pearls. She could feel her sense of time becoming badly warped.
It got to the point in Nancy's consciousness where each second felt like a minute. A minute had her come lasted that long would have seemed like an hour.
Nancy could feel wave after wave of bliss shooting through her. She could feel the effects of her orgasm in her dainty fingertips.
Nancy could feel the effects of her sexual release all the way down to her toes which continued to tightly grasp at the edge of Mr. Mumm's desk.
Just when she thought the intensity of her internal convulsions was bound to die down, Mr. Mumm did something that the little girl had not expected.
Mr. Mumm puckered his lips. He wrapped his mouth around her little man in the boat and its surrounding tissues. He began to suck at the center of her womanly pleasure.
Mr . Mumm kept his tongue busy at all times so that he was sucking and licking at that fiery bulb simultaneously. Nancy began to wonder if it were possible to pass out from too much pleasure.
She could see bright splashes of colorful light shooting back and forth across the blackness of her tightly closed inner eye lids. The balls of light were bouncing back and forth like the balls used to indicate the appropriate lyrics during cinematic sing-alongs.
Then the passion was over. Nancy was surprised to find that her orgasm ended every bit as suddenly as it had begun. All of her muscles relaxed.
She struggled to catch her breath. Her ass cheeks stopped bouncing up and down on the desk. Mr. Mumm pulled his mouth away from her clit immediately.
He knew that that fiery bulb was too sensitive to even be touched during those first precious moments following orgasm. She could feel the intense glow of satisfaction filling her loins and her inner thighs not to mention her pussy itself.
Nancy lifted her head and looked at the handsome man. She could see that the lower half of his face was all wet and slippery from the pussy juices she had spilled while her crotch was being eaten.
Mr . Mumm stood up.
Nancy looked at his cock.
He had another erection.
He was ready to fuck!