Chapter 9
You should have seen the look on Robbie's face when I greeted him at the front door, stark naked.
"What's the matter, Robbie," I teased. "Haven't you ever seen a pair of tits before?" This was especially funny when you consider the fact that he was staring right down at my little cunt.
Robbie gulped and managed to force a half-hearted smile in the midst of his astonishment. "Is my mother here?" He asked in a croaking voice that sounded like it was about to change but couldn't make up its mind which way to go, right at the moment.
"Sure she is," I answered, stepping back out of the doorway. "She's upstairs with her twat split open. Want to have a look?" I said in a sadistic tone.
The color, what little of it there was, drained from Robbie's smooth skinned cheeks. "With her ... what?"
"Yes, you heard me right," I informed him. "Your old lady's just had a big fist rammed up her snatch. Want to kiss it and make it all better."
Robbie started to shake. He looked like he was going to shit in his pants at that moment.
"What's going on here," he demanded suddenly, in his manliest voice ... which really wasn't all that manly, now that I come to think of it.
"A lot of fucking and sucking and cunt lapping," I told him, just as calm and cool as you please. "You're perfectly welcome to join in, if you want to ... but first you'll have to get rid of those," I added, pointing to his pants.
Robbie seemed to squeeze his knees together a little, as though trying to protect his prick and balls from invasion. "I never undressed in front of a girl before," he said.
"Bullshit," I told him flatly. "I know your mother jerks you off every night. She told me so when I was lapping her pussy upstairs, not an hour ago."
"Well, that's different," Robbie said, sounding suddenly very weak. "She's my mother."
"She's one hell of a muff diver too," I added sincerely. "She knows how to stick that tongue of hers up my cunt and up the hole in my ass like I can't begin to tell ya."
Robbie looked more uncomfortable than ever. "I think I'd better be going," he said.
"What are you talking about. Coming would be more like it." I walked up very close to him, leaned over and whispered in his ear, "Robbie, how would you like to screw me? I'm a cherry, you know." He gulped. "I never...."
"Well it's damned well time you learned then," I snapped. "Come on, take out that prick of yours and lets see what we're dealing with here."
"I will not," he snapped.
"In that case, I see that I'll have to be the one to take the lead around here," I announced. And with that, I reached down, unzipped the front of his pants, slipped my hand into his fly and pulled out his whang.
Talk about little! This thing didn't look like it could give my pinky any healthy competition.
"You've got to be kidding me with that piece of equipment," I said, snarling down at his droopy little dick, still unable to belive what I was seeing. What a waste! I had half a mind to march right upstairs and stick my own fist up into Gloria's cunt, for leading me to believe that her faggot son could show me a good time.
"Just hold on a goddamned minute," Robbie snapped, and now he was good and mad. "You haven't seen that thing when it's up and stiff. First impressions can be deceptive in these matters, you know."
"I'm waiting," I told him. "If you can turn that puny thing into anything that resembles a hard-on, I'll be damned surprised to see it."
Apparently, my reverse psychology worked.
"Watch me!" Robbie yelled, grabbing his cock and giving it a healthy shake. "Just watch what happens when I put my mind to stretching my pecker."
I watched.
And let me tell you, I learned.
Tall trees from little acorns grow ... and Robbie was just the one to prove it.
He stood there inside the front hall, shaking his dick and pulling on it. Soon, it began to swell and lengthen in his hand.
Three inches.
Five inches.
Eight inches ... at least....
"Now that's more like it," I crooned happily, as the snake unwound to its full length. "For a while there you had me thinking I'd have to use a pencil or something."
Robbie looked a little braver, now that he had proven himself. "Wanna feel?" he asked.
"You bet your sweet nuts I do," I told him, suiting the action to the words.
He leaned back against the wall and started to groan as I slid my fingers up and down the length of his hard, throbbing cock.
Like his mother, Gloria, had told me ... it was thin, But it sure was long. Long enough to do the job I had in mind for it, anyway. Long enough to slide in between my tight cunt lips, bang through my cherry and hike its way all the way up to the top of my itchy cunt.
I couldn't wait to wrap myself around that gorgeous, tempting pecker.
I gave his tool an affectionate squeeze and sank quickly down to my knees.
"What are you going to do?" Robbie croaked, looking down at me with horror in his eyes.
"I'm going to suck your cock, dumb-dumb," I answered merrily. "Lean back and enjoy it, handsome. This is going to be the best blow job you ever had."
I rocked forward and wrapped my hungry lips around the tip of his rod.
Robbie got so nervous he started to piss right into my mouth.
What the hell, I figured. I'd had just about everything else down my throat by then. How much harm could a little piss do me?
"I'm sorry," Robbie said, when he'd stopped peeing.
I wiped my lips and smiled up at him, trying to reassure him that my feelings hadn't changed at all ... even if my chin was dripping wet with his hot, yellow fluid.
"Shall we get back to what we were going to do before?" I suggested with a devilish grin.
Again Robbie groaned as my lips sank down over his pecker and started to suck away at his skinny rod.
Remembering what I had seen and learned, I tongued my way up and down his shaft. I reached into his pants and dumped his balls out in plain sight.
The little knobs of flesh danced above my tongue as I lapped away at his balls and jerked him off with my fist.
Robbie started to shake his ass violently.
Suddenly I knew what else I wanted to do to him. How I was going to get him so hot and bothered he'd be willing to do anything I asked him to ... especially fuck me right up my tight little untried pussy.
I reached up and unbuckled his belt.
Robbie gave me no resistance at all as I unbuttoned the top of his pants and pulled them down to his ankles.
I lifted one of his feet and then the other. I tossed his pants over my shoulder.
He stood now, leaning against the wall, wearing nothing but jockey shorts below the waist. The front of his under pants gaped wide open at the fly where his cock and balls were hanging out.
I cupped his tool gently in my hand. Then, I eased it back inside his sorts so I could pull the things down without hooking the material around his protruding, swollen equipment.
Robbie caught on to the message soon enough. As I slid his underpants down over his hips, he got to work on the buttons of his shirt. At the same time, he kicked off his loafers.
I helped him off with his socks and that completed the job. He was completely naked.
"Turn around," I ordered, in a voice that left no room for disagreement.
Robbie positioned himself, facing the wall.
I saw what I wanted. The mounds of his ass were right in front of me now. Little golden hairs grew down the back of his thighs.
I cupped my palms over the cheeks of his ass and spread them gently.
There it was. His hole. All tight. Never been sucked. Never been fingered. Just ripe and waiting for me to get to work on it!
I didn't waste a moment. I dove right in to the crack of his ass and started to work my wet, slippery tongue up the hole.
"Ouch ... take it easy back there," he complained, squirming slightly. "You're hurting me."
"Here, this'll help matters along, I'm sure," I said. And with that, I reached around, closed my fingers over his cock and started to pull it back and forth.
I was absolutely right. No sooner had I begun to beat Robbie's meat when he started shaking his ass back and forth ... rocking his hips furiously ... groaning up a storm as his passion and his pecker grew.
"Bend over," I told him. "Bend over and spread your cheeks wide so I can really get my tongue up into that tight little rectum of yours."
Robbie wasn't about to give me any complaints now. Quick like a bunny, he stepped back from the wall, leaned forward, reached around and opened up his ass to my eager, darting tongue.
I took to his asshole like a baby takes to candy. In and out my wicked little tongue darted, making his puckered little rectum all wet and slippery and loose.
When he moved his hands and spread his cheeks even wider, I knew he was digging the action.
I wanted to give him a good time. That was the purpose of the whole thing, after all, I figured. So, like the little doll I was, I crammed my tongue all the way into his asshole ... and added the tip of my finger for good measure.
Let me tell you ... no sooner did my finger first sink into his back side than he started to jump around like he was about to cum any minute.
Now, I sure as hell didn't want that to happen.
No Sir! That would have spoiled everything before the fun had hardly gotten started.
I slipped my finger out of his asshole, reached for his hips and turned him back around to face in my direction again.
Then, to Robbie's surprise, I stood up.
"Come on. . let's go on inside to the living room," I said.
"What for?" he questioned, looking very obviously disappointed. I suppose he expected that when I turned him around I intended to give him another blow job.
"There's a sofa in there," I explained. "That's as good a place as any to bust a cherry."
"Aw shit ... do we have to?" Robbie complained sadly. "At least right away?"
"Right away!" I insisted. "Now don't give me a hard time. This pussy of mine has been kept waiting far too long as it is."
"But I was having so much fun getting my asshole licked out," he said.
"I'll finish that part of you up after you've banged my box good and proper."
Robbie looked like he needed convincing.
So, I grabbed him by the cock and yanked.
Hard.
He followed me into the living room, I sat down on the sofa and pulled him up to stand in front of me.
Robbie got a familiar, happy gleam in his giant baby blue eyes. "You gonna suck my cock again?" he asked, with an excited and hopeful look on his face.
"Shit but you're deaf," I said disgustedly. "Get down on your knees."
"What for?"
"So you can eat my pussy."
"I never ate cunt before."
"High time you learned, then. You're almost seventeen aren't you?"
"Uh huh."
"Your education has been sadly neglected, boy. On your knees ... before I bat you in the balls with this fist of mine ... and don't think I wouldn't do it."
Robbie took one look at the determined expression on my face and knew I meant business. With a sigh of resignation he sank down onto one knee, and then the other.
I spread my legs wide and pointed to my hairless little snatch. "Munch," I commanded.
"I ... I don't know how," Robbie confessed, looking very unhappy about the whole thing.
"Stick your tongue out and I'll show you."
I waited until that tongue of his was out full-length. Then I reached forward, cupped my hand to the back of his skull and pulled his mouth way in between my outspread thighs.
Robbie nuzzled around a bit inside my twat, but it was very clear that he didn't know what the hell he was doing there.
"Spread the lips with your fingers," I told him in my most authoritative voice.
He obeyed me with trembling hands.
See the little prick-like hunk of skin?
He looked hard, found it and nodded.
That's my clit, stupid. That's the best part to suck and chew on. Get to it.
He lowered his face into my eager little crotch and started to tongue my clit.
"Good boy," I crooned. "You're learning fast. Now let's see how far inside my hole you can stick that slippery tongue of yours."
Again he tried to please me ... but this time, the failure wasn't his fault.
I realized that now was the crucial moment. The hour of decision.
The time had come to bust my cunt wide open.
I pushed Robbie's mouth off my cunt hole. "Hold on a minute." I told him. "I gotta get myself ready to be fucked."
While Robbie looked at me with wonder, I slid my fingers into my itchy crack and began to jerk off. Up and down I rubbed, keeping my fingers in between my cunt lips and massaging my clit until the damned thing started to throb like the devil.
"Can I try that for a little while?" Robbie asked, sounding very interested in the experiment.
"Sure," I said, taking my hand away and spreading my cunt lips as wide open as they could go. "Have yourself a ball. Fingerfuck me to your heart's content. Stick your finger right into my cherry and poke around until my pussy runs with fucking juice. We're going to need all the cunt slop we can get for this little operation."
Robbie pushed his hand into my crotch, stuck out a finger and got to work.
He was slow at first ... shy and kind of timid ... but he got over it fast. Inside of a few minutes, he was rubbing my snatch up and down like all hell ... and both of us were loving every minute of it.
I felt my little cunny start to ache, deep inside.
This was the moment, I decided.
The moment for my first real fuck.
"Get on top of me, Robbie," I growled, pushing him away, rolling onto my back and spreading my legs wide and hunching my crotch upward.
Robbie crawled onto the couch above me on his hands and knees.
I saw his long, thin rod, stiff and alert ... hard and ready to ram up inside my eager gash.
I shoved my knees as wide apart as they would go. Then, I reached out, grabbed his cock and guided the head of it up against the lips of my pussy.
"Put it in slow," I whispered. He did like I told him.
The tip of his dick spread the lips of my cunt and started to move into me.
"That's good ... now shove it in a little further." I told him, still feeling brave.
He pushed.
This time, he reached the end of the passage and stopped short of the mark.
"That's my cherry, damnit," I growled. "We're going to have to smash it wide open if this little game is going to work."
"Won't that hurt you?" Robbie inquired in a timid voice.
"I guess so ... but that's the way the cunt will swing."
I closed my eyes, summoned up all the courage I had and yelled, "FUCK ME! FUCK ME NOW!" Robbie pushed with all his might. My insides felt like they were being torn in half.
I reached out, grabbed his ass and pulled with all my strength.
Robbie's cock jammed all the way into my resisting pussy.
The flesh tore wide open.
My cherry gave way.
Robbie shoved his dick all the way in to the hilt. "Owwwwww!" I yelled. "You're killing me."
"You want me to stop?"
"Not on your life."
"What should I do?" Robbie asked. "Keep fucking me," I told him. "No matter how much I yell, keep fucking me!" He pulled out half way. "You're bleeding."
"Of course I am, stupid. All virgins are supposed to bleed when they get their boxes busted. "Oh."
I raised my hips and tried to meet his thrusts. Still, it hurt like the devil.
"Does it feel any better now," Robbie asked. "No!"
"That's too bad," he said. "I'm starting to like it. A hell of a lot, as a matter-of-fact."
"Well hot shit for you," I snapped. "Put your hands under my ass and lift me up a little more, will you?"
"Okay." Robbie did as I asked him to.
"Yeah, that's better," I said, much releived. "Now just slide your cock in and out ... in and out ... nice and easy like."
"I think I'm going to cum," Robbie squealed.
"You do and I'll cut your balls off," I yelled back.
Suddenly, there was a great clatter of running footsteps on the staircase.
"What the hell's going on now?" Eddie's voice boomed.
"They're fucking," Mom yelled.
"Hey, cut that out," Eddie protested. "Get your slimy cock out of her. She's mine!"
"Too late," I screamed. "Your little virgin ain't a virgin no more!"