Chapter 2
It was a couple of days later that Joe got a phone call from Pete Johnson.
Pete was calling from his job as manager of one of the larger garages in the city, and he had requested Joe's secretary to make sure he was on a private line.
"Hi, Pete. What's up?"
"My hard dick, pal," Pete breathed, a merry note in his voice. "Listen, I just got myself set up with something that would make that movie we saw the other night look like a Sunday School story."
"What are you talking about, Pete?"
"That fuck-flick with the young girl, remember?"
"Damn right I do."
Well, old buddy, how would you like to get your thirty-eight-year-old cock into something just that young and hot?"
Joe felt his blood turning hot and cold at the same time!
"Jesus, Pete, have you cracked?"
"Not hardly. I've run onto something that's too good to turn down. Wanta hear about it?"
"I-I guess so, sure."
"Well, you know how we have all kinds of cars come into the place here for fixing. Today this thumping piece of junk rolled in for repairs, one of those hippie vans with rainbows and stuff painted on the sides?"
"Yeah, so what about it?"
"It's full of four young hippie guys and one hippie girl. The guys are in their twenties-beards, beads, guitars, all that crap-and the girl is about fourteen or fifteen. She's cute as shit and built like a brick crapper."
"Go on."
"Turns out the hippie studs don't have a dime to their name to pay for the repairs, and so the oldest one, a dude about twenty-six, wants to know if he can talk to me in private. I say yes, and he lays this deal on the line that, like the man says, I just couldn't refuse."
Joe felt his pulse pounding.
"The hippie tells me," Pete continued, huskily, "that they picked up this little gal on the highway.
She's a runaway, and he said she'd rather screw than smoke pot-and that's something for those damn hippies! Long and short of it is, the hippie said I could fuck her all I wanted to in exchange for the repairs."
"And you said yes?"
Pete chuckled lustily. "Is honey sweet? Damned right I said yes!"
"Could be dangerous, Pete," Joe said, not too convincingly.
"Not the way I've got it planned. I'm taking her to a good motel I know out on Benton Road. You know, where all those bars and stripper joints are. For twenty bucks you could take your own grandmother in there with forty sailors! As for the hippie guys, they couldn't care less what I do with her for a couple of hours. They just said to save some of her pussy because they wanta take that hot stuff on to California with them."
"Sounds ... uh, like a lot of fun," Joe managed thickly.
"The question is, pal, do you wanta go halfsies with me on that repair bill?"
Joe was going to say no. He even had the word formed on his lips-but what came out was a searing, senseless, lecherous "Yes!"
Joe used the classic excuse by calling home and telling Ann he had to do some extra legwork out of the office, and for Sally and her not to wait dinner on him.
Then he left the office a bit early and headed for Benton Road, not wanting to miss his share of what he was paying for.
Pete had told him the name of the motel was Bird of Paradise. But when he finally located the rundown, dumpy place, it looked as if the bird had moulted a bit, not that he gave a damn in what kind of funky den he fucked a wild piece of teenaged ass!
He saw the bald-headed old fart who ran the place peering out a dirty office window at him as he walked by, but he just kept on going until he reached the room Pete told him to come to.
He rapped on the door quickly, and Pete let him in, after calling to him to hold on for a second.
Joe realized why Pete had been a trifle delayed when his friend opened the door. Pete was stripped down to his shorts, and from the bulge inside it was obvious that somebody had been pleasuring him down there.
And then Joe saw who that somebody was.
The girl sitting on the edge of the creaky old motel bed looked even younger than fourteen to Joe. She was naked except for some kind of hippie beads around her throat. Her legs were slightly open, and Joe got a quick, exciting glimpse of her winsome young cunt, lightly fuzzed with hair. To add to that charm, she had a couple of very well-developed little tits that were already swollen and wet looking, the nipples a very dark pink, as if Pete might have been chewing on them.
"Pour yourself a drink, Joe," Pete said, grinning, "and then I'll introduce you to Pam."
With that simple announcement, Pete walked back to the bed and sat down beside the young girl. He slipped one large, muscled arm around the slender shoulders of the girl and bent her back as he covered her mouth with his own. At the same time, Pete let his right hand come up and fondle the perky tits one by one, rubbing the nipples lightly with his thumb.
Joe swallowed hard, then found the paper sack with the bottle in it. He poured himself a good drink and sat down in the battered chair across from the bed.
It turned out to be like watching another dirty movie for the next ten minutes, only this time the actor was his next door neighbor, and the girl was certainly not celluloid!
Joe saw Pete's large prick harden to stone as he kissed the girl over and over, then lowered his mouth down to taste each delicious looking breast. The little nymph was obviously enjoying him very much, indeed. She ran her hands through Pete's hair, her face flushed and smiling, and once or twice she even held one of her tits up to his mouth so that he could take more of it in!
Joe's own cock was like a bar of iron in his pants.
When Pete's rod was throbbing stiffly up inside his shorts, he glanced over at Joe and grinned.
"Wanta fuck her first, or what?"
Joe had the perfect answer. "Whatever she wants," he said.
He saw the wicked twinkle in the girl's sensuous eyes, and felt a crude thrill as she glanced down hungrily at the bulge that had grown evident along his leg.
"What do you say, baby?" Pete husked, patting her trim hip with one large hand. "Who balls you first?"
The sluttish young teenager grinned. "I want both of you at the same time."
Pete laughed softly. "Hey, she wants us both, Joe. Gonna be kinda crowded in that little pussy of yours, babydoll."
"Not the way I want it."
"And how's that?"
The girl glanced at Joe eagerly. "I want to suck on his," she lisped, softly. Then she looked at Pete's grinning face. "And I want you to eat me while I do it."
"Wow," Pete groaned, "It'll be a real pleasure, little lady!"
Joe was sure that Pete didn't even remember the plot of that dirty movie they had seen, but it was exactly the same!
"Horse out of your clothes, Joe. Let's see if we can't satisfy Pam here."
Joe was more than ready. His prick had been pressing almost painfully up against his shorts all the time he'd been sitting in the motel sipping his drink.
He stood up and quickly took off everything he was wearing, even his socks.
When the girl saw the size of Joe's big cock, the corners of her wanton young mouth turned up toward her ears. That made it pretty obvious to Joe what she liked to do with those hippies she was traveling with. He even got a quick mental picture of the petite girl on her hands and knees with a circle of horny, long-haired youths standing around her, each one feeding her his big prick in turn, letting her suck to her lewd heart's content.
And he was more than ready to be a part of her oral need.
As Pete slid off his shorts and let his large, thick tool flop out from a thick bush of pubic hair, Joe walked over to the bed with his cock wagging strongly between his legs.
Pete had his mouth over the girl's cunt in seconds, and the sounds of his hungry lapping filled the room.
Just as in the movie, the girl looked up at Joe as her pussy was being eaten, and grinned seductively. Then she reached both her hands up and curled them around his stiffened column of meat. She could barely reach around the base of his prick, but she was so eager to taste him that the tips of her fingers pressed deep even into the stone-hard roundness of his tool.
Joe felt a prurient thrill go all the way through his loins as the girl ovaled her lips completely over the head of his cock, worming her small, wet tongue in circles.
His prick throbbed so violently that she had to hold it in check with her fingers.
Grinning even as she sucked, the brazen teenager took well over half of Joe's oversized penis into her mouth and began to move her head back and forth. She was literally fucking his prick with her lips, throat, and tongue, and the sensation of having his rod massaged by such a young and pretty little tramp made Joe's balls tighten with lust.
When he wasn't watching how her stretched mouth was sliding wetly up and down the veined hardness of his meat, Joe glanced down to see how Pete was doing.
His pal was doing just fine. His face was almost buried out of sight between the girl's sprawled legs, and her stubble of soft cunt hair made a brown fringe just under Pete's nose. His hands were cupped under her lean, trim buttocks and his large fingers looked dug into her flesh to the bone.
When Pete would get a particularly good and deep lap up her blazing cunt, the girl would moan softly, her cheeks pinkening, and Joe would get the benefit of her pleasure in a renewed and salacious sucking by her mouth.
In the hot excitement of feeling his climax edging up bit by bit from the center of his balls, Joe closed his eyes and pretended that the young mouth eating him so skittishly was actually that of Sally.
He was surprised at how easy and shameless he let the idea come into his mind. He knew that nobody could ever know what the hell he was thinking, and so he indulged himself to the hilt in the perverted pleasure.
He imagined Sally's lovely young lips closed tightly around the stiff cylinder of his cock, her tongue licking in slow, juicy circles over the flared and bursting glans, her delicate fingers holding his large penis in place, and finally her hot throat straining to take as much of his nine inches in as possible.
The images soon became too much for the mounting lust churning in his loins.
He wanted to pull his prick out of the gluttonous mouth but the girl wouldn't let him. In fact, when she felt him pulling even slightly back she rode her lickerish lips deeper down toward his balls.
With a low groan of deliciously felt passion, Joe felt his cock harden to the fullest in her pouting mouth. Then his nuts tingled a couple of times before releasing a torrent of hot sperm into her throat.
He opened his eyes in time to see her gulping and swallowing every ounce of his viscous seed. She couldn't take all of him, and the corners of her young mouth bubbled and frothed with the excess of his hot ball juice.
When his large, swollen prick began to soften, he thought she would let him go. But she didn't. She seemed too aroused by the bold way he had ejaculated into her mouth to give up such a succulent prize.
He let her simply keep on sucking him, milking his balls of the final dripping nectar. Then, even to his pleasant surprise, his cock began to harden once more in her mouth.
Christ, he thought, J haven't got a hard-on that fast again since I was sixteen!
His horny prick seemed to swell like a balloon in her throat, the erective muscles turning hard as steel cables!
When his prick was good and stiff again, she slurped her mouth away from it. She fell back on the bed and wrapped her legs hard around Pete's head, reaching down to dig her fingers into his hair and scalp.
Joe had never seen a girl that young get her rocks off, but he smiled as he saw her open her mouth and stick her tongue wetly out to the roots. Her spasms overtook her in one violent throb of pleasure after another, and he could hear Pete's lucky mouth smacking and slurping merrily as he took the flow of her orgasm in stride.
Joe stepped back from the bed, surprised to see that Pete had been jacking himself off all the time he'd been eating her snatch. And as Joe continued to watch, Pete gave the final jabs to his thickly swollen prick and shot great white wads of sperm on the floor.
Pete then staggered up on wobbily knees, his face flushed with satisfaction, his mouth smeared and glistening from the hot pussy-juices he had just swallowed.
"Fuck her, pal," he whispered. "I just got my rocks off!"
Joe smiled inwardly at the fact that Pete didn't know he had gotten his rocks off, too. But nobody would have known it from the way his cock was sticking out horizontally between his legs.
The girl was still lying back on the bed, her maidenly legs wide apart, her cunt hanging open and wet, her cute young tits pointing in opposite directions from their swollen condition.
Joe got in the saddle like a trooper.
He pushed her soft legs even wider apart and kept them in that position with his elbows while he slipped one hand down to hold his throbbing prick so that he could direct the head of it into her slit.
First the tip and then the whole glans nudged like a hard sponge between the yielding, sappy lips of her pussy. He felt the hairy folds of her cunt open like another mouth for him, and with no real thought of whether she could take a cock the size of his he rode over half of his gross prick up her twat. It made a soft, squishing sound going in, and then he felt her vaginal muscles constrict pleasantly around his invading rod.
He waited until he thought her vagina was relaxed enough, and then he rammed the rest of his long cock solidly up her womb. He got all the way in, so deep that his balls were pressed snugly up against the thin crack of her ass.
He almost gritted his teeth with the sheer lustful joy of being horsed to the hairs in a hot, tight, fourteen-year-old pussy!
He could tell the girl liked it, too. Her whole cunt seemed to absorb him like a soapy fist, tightening wetly and hotly to squeeze every gorged inch of the big tool inside of her.
To his delight, the girl brought her hands up and dug them into his biceps. At the same time she crawled her slender legs up over his naked buttocks and locked her ankles together at the small of his back.
He was pressed so close over her body that he could feel the firm tips of her nipples touching his chest.
"Fuck me!" she hissed, raggedly. "Oh, please, PLEASE! FUUUCCCK MEEEeeee!!"
Her wanton, girlish plea for him to pleasure her with his big prick made his blood boil with lust!
Slowly, deeply, powerfully, he began to stroke her ripe little cunt with all nine inches. He could feel the large head of his dick massaging the grainy walls of her pussy from one end to the other, and once every three or four strokes he took delight in shoving his cock right up to the deepest corners of her womb.
The girl purred under him like a wanton little devil.
She tossed her head from side to side, her eyes glazed with the consummate joy of being fucked by a real stud. Her nostrils flared and driblets of saliva trickled from the corner of her mouth.
Her sluttish heat turned Joe on even more!
He pumped greedily away inside her flaming core. The muscles in his buttocks bunched like snakes, and he could feel his sphincter muscle opening and closing as the tingling fury of his pleasure mounted.
He got a couple of views of himself in the old cracked mirror next to the bed, and the sight was so erotic that his prick stiffened even more. He couldn't see his own face, but he could see most of his naked body and hers, and what he saw was a grown man, strong and hairy and in the prime of life, savagely fucking a girl young enough to be his own daughter.
The mirror reflected more to him than just the physical act of screwing. It reflected his deepest desires-the dark, evil, delicious desire to fuck very young cunt!
And there was no damned doubt in his mind that the girl he was so wildly balling wasn't enjoying it as much-perhaps more-than he was!
Not once but four or five times he felt her torrid pussy bloat and constrict in one jarring orgasm after another. Her highly sensitive and youthful cunt seemed easy to bring to a climax, and he got the lewdest kind of pleasure in making her cum with his big prod.
He could feel her juices soaking his balls as they slapped again and again against her sultry butt.
By the time he felt his own climax approaching, he had her moaning with deep, sobbing gulps of joy.
"Here it cums, baby," he whispered, ramrodding his cock hair-deep into her swallowing pussy.
She could feel his prick expanding with the final throb of pleasure before ejaculation, and as if to second his lust she began to spasm like a witch!
He released his hot jism into the deepest corners of her cunt, pouring spurt after hot spurt into her gulping hole.
His own selfish joy was so extreme that he felt his whole body prickling with goose bumps as his cock vomited out its final salute to her hot slit.
He lay still over her for a few seconds, his hugely swollen penis refusing for long seconds to soften at all in the throbbing oven of her twat.
But finally he felt an urgent tap on his sweaty shoulder.
It was Pete, his thick cock hard as granite again and sticking out under his navel like a club.
"Man, I've never seen such stud-fucking in my life," Pete wheezed. "You sure could make some girl scout happy with that kind of humping!"
As Joe turned the well-fucked cunt over to his pal, to let him try his talent, he couldn't help but remembering that Sally had been a girl scout once. But now she was a grown up little lady of almost fifteen.
About the age of the pussy he had just enjoyed, the juices of which were still gleaming on his virile cock from the head to the balls!