Chapter 3

Now Daisy was ready to get to work on the cock licking.

"You're ready now for the licking action," she said. "When a guy's face starts turning red like yours is, and when his legs are shaking like a leaf, it's pretty obvious that he's hot."

"I've been hot for a long time."

"But I mean hot even by my standards," she chuckled. "You've got to be sizzling, baby, to be hot by my standards."

"I guess so. They must be pretty high standards."

"Just wait, baby. I'm going to go down on that cock of yours." "Oh, that sounds so good." "Sure it is, baby. Hang on." "I'm not going anywhere." "You bet you're not."

Now she leaned forward and got down on the floor. Now her tongue was within close range of his balls.

She leaned her head forward now and allowed the tongue to scrape gingerly against his hot balls.

"Oh, that tongue of yours is dynamite," he said. "Those itchy balls of mine. Oh, I feel like they're going to explode any second. Oh, I'm so hot, honey, those balls of mine. Oh, they're so itchy, oh, so itchy."

Back and forth she kept up those fervent movements. As she let the tongue manipulate ever so eagerly around those balls, he reached out and with both hands grabbed a hold of her legs.

He liked the idea of touching those lovely, firm thighs, and as he squeezed them, he smiled with great satisfaction.

It was so strange the way things were happening. He had never been able to get to first base with this gorgeous girl. Now he was having his balls licked by her, and she had told him that she had admired him from a distance for quite some time.

"Oh, the way that tongue of yours is scraping against those balls," he gasped. "I really like what you are doing, baby. You are really giving me some hot action. Ah, I like that. I really like the tongue action, baby, it's wonderful. It's just wonderful the way you work that tongue around. Keep up that hot action, baby, I really like it. Oh, now you're working the tongue a little faster. Oh, you're working it fast, honey. I like it. Oh, do I ever like it. Keep that beautiful tongue of yours going, honey. Work the tongue around, darling, oh, I want you to work it, I want you to work it brilliantly."

With that kind of encouragement, she couldn't help but be all the more aroused.

Now the tongue was skirting ever so eagerly around the balls, working at a more rapid clip than ever before."

She was masterful in the art of pacing, knowing just which tempo to exercise when it came to licking, and knowing precisely when to step up the pace.

Now she could tell that he was not far off from that stimulating state of orgasmic relief, and she recognized that it was imperative for her to see to it that she got him good and hot prior to his climax.

So now the tongue was working feverishly over his hot balls, and she was moving him that much closer to a hot climax.

"Oh, you've got me itching all over," he gasped. "Keep up that action, baby. Keep up that hot licking, sweetheart. Ch, do I ever love the way

SO you are handling me. Do I ever love the way that tongue of yours is working, darling. Oh, is that ever wonderful. Keep that tongue working, darling. Oh, keep it working. I love the beautiful way that it's working. Oh, that's fantastic."

Back and forth she allowed it to dart, and suddenly she released it from his balls.

"Now I'm going down on that cock," she exclaimed. "I'm saving the best for last, honey. This is dinner and dessert all at once."

"Ah, you've really got me in the mood," he gasped. "Just put that tongue to work, honey. Keep it going. Oh, what a tongue you've got. What a great tongue, and how you can use it."

Now she was manipulating that tongue with brisk eagerness over the tip of his lengthy spear.

"Oh, so good, so good," he gasped.

Back and forth she was manipulating the tongue, and as she did so, she drove him into a state of exhilaration.

"Keep working it around, honey, keep working that tongue," he exclaimed. "Oh, oh, you're really working it over the tip of that instrument of mine."

She confined her activities to the head of his penis for a lengthy period of time. She was intent upon seeing to it that he derived all that he could in the way of satisfying his passions prior to orgasming.

Daisy was a very shrewd girl when it came to analyzing young men. She recognized that the first sexual encounter could be of such importance. She knew that if she pleased the man in a highly meaningful way, that the relationship would be more-likely to improve from that state onward.

So with that thought foremost in her mind, Daisy continued to lick, letting her tongue skirt around the tip of his penis. While she was exercising that tongue in a vigorous fashion, she reached out with her right hand and allowed it to manipulate over his flaming balls.

"Oh, that double action, oh, the double action is too much," he exclaimed. "I love what you're doing, baby, oh, are you ever good at it."

So now she decided it was time to circulate that tongue over other parts of his penis.

She worked the tongue up and down the base of his cock, and as she did so, he came unglued with passionate excitement.

"Oh, am I ever itching down there, darling. Oh, am I ever," he exclaimed. "Keep that up, baby. Oh, keep up that tongue action. Keep sliding that hot tongue of yours around my penis. Oh, play with my balls, baby, let those fingers move over my hot balls. What great action. Oh, do I ever love that action. Do I ever like it. Oh, it's so stimulating, it's so stimulating what you are doing to me. Oh, keep that action going."

She wasn't about to let up. She was now reaching the state of acute hunger. She couldn't wait to experience the pulsating moment of achievement when the hot white juice would spurt out of the end of his cock and wind up in her mouth.

"Lick me, oh, lick me, tongue me," he said.

Now he removed his fingers from her legs and began to run the fingers of both hands quickly through her hair.

"Oh, go to work, darling, oh, go to work," he gasped. "Lick that cock of mine, darling, oh, lick it, I want you to lick it, work your tongue around."

So now the flaming tongue was operating in a vigorous fashion as she worked it up and down the length of his long rod.

While she continued the tongue movements, she reached out with her fingers and continued to employ them with eager grace around his balls.

"Oh, lick me, tongue me," he said. "I can't take much more, darling, oh, the action is just too hot and heavy. Keep up the tongue action, darling, oh, work that tongue around. I want you to keep working, honey."

So now he was on the verge of exploding as she kept up that fervent movement, working that tongue with such great eagerness around his cock. And all the while she played with his fervent balls.

"Oh, I'm there, I'm there," he gasped.

He felt the tremors of excitement shooting through his entire body. A few tiny droplets of the white juice shot out of the end of his penis.

Those first few droplets were followed by a good many more as the gobs of hot white juice spilled voluminously out of the end of his flaming rod and into her mouth.

He watched with great interest as she steadily attacked his cock, going after every drop of the hot white juice that spilled out of it.

"Oh, you're an expert all the way," he lauded her. "You're so good, honey, oh, you're good. Go after it, baby, oh, go after the juice. Eat every drop of the hot stuff. Oh, lick it, darling, swallow it, swallow my hot cock, baby. Go after that juicy white stuff, baby, go after it, eat every solitary drop, darling, eat it all, eat my cum, eat it all, baby, eat it."

Now she finally withdrew her tongue from his cock after digesting the last few drops of his load.

"How about that?" she laughed. "I ate just about every drop."

"I know you did, and that was quite a load too."

"I liked eating you, honey."

"And I liked having you going down on me."

"It was indeed a pleasure."

He watched as she leaned forward and slipped his penis inside his shorts. She then zipped up his trousers.

"You know, I could use a malt," she smiled.

"How'd you like a hamburger and malt?"

"That sounds even better."

"Then let's go," he smiled.

Now Harold was feeling on top of the world. He had a lovely girl sitting beside him in his bright, shiny new automobile.

They stopped at a local hangout of the kids from the school.

A few anxious faces turned and observed them as they came in together.

Harold could observe several of his team mates looking at each other with great surprise. They hadn't any idea that he even knew lovely Daisy.

"How would you like to take me to a movie tomorrow night?" Daisy suddenly asked, as they began to sip their malts and bite into their hamburgers.

"Sure, I'd like it."

"You know, there's a terrific double bill playing over at the drive-in. Brando is in one of the films."

"What is it?"

" 'Last Tango in Paris'. "

"Isn't that the picture where he does some balling?"

"That's right, honey," she laughed. "That's why I want you to see it with me."

"You're about as sexy a girl as there is."

"When I'm around a sexy guy, in particular."

"Sure, we can go and see that."

"That's great. I really enjoy being with you, Harold."

"Same here, honey."

Harold looked over at the table where his team mates were sitting. A smile of satisfaction formed on his lips as he observed them looking at him.

"I think my buddies are a little jealous," Harold told her.

"They are?"

"Yeah, they can't get over the fact that I'm getting to first base with you."

"First base? We rounded home plate, honey. When I tasted your hot juice, honey, that meant that we were intimate friends."

"I guess you're right," he smiled.

A few minutes later he drove her home. He got hard all over again when she delivered a solid kiss to his lips.