Suzanne sat on her sister's bed, reading the books that Syl kept hidden in her middle drawer.
The blonde was not sure why her sister bothered to hide them. Still, it was exciting to sneak them out from beneath the soft lingerie and read them as tough in secret. She had almost gone with her father and sister down to the store. She could have walked up to the drugstore and let Paul give her a milk-shake. She might even be willing to slip off toward the lake again. Perhaps the second time with the same boy would be better. That was an idea! Yes!
She quickly hid the books back beneath the nylon slips and gowns. The blonde ran into her room and slipped her jeans off. She replaced them with her tightest, ass-hugging slacks. She pulled the sweatshirt over her head. She paused a moment, then drew out her softest jersey blouse. Her tits lunged against the cloth, the nipples and areolas visible through the thin material.
Dad would scold her for going like this. All right, so she would get chewed out. That was nothing new. She would go like this anyway.
Fuck Dad! She picked up her brush and gave her hair a dozen or more rapid strokes, bringing it to glowing sparkle. The dazzling blonde then spun about and walked back to Syl's room. She sprayed her sister's best cologne on her neck, then lifted her blouse and sprayed it over her tits. She sprayed a liberal amount inside her panties and down her thighs.
That should do it. That should keep his interest. She ran back to her own room pnd applied light makeup to lips and eyes.
Suzy posed once again in front of her mirror. She had to admit that she was striking in appearance. If the shimmering blonde hair and peaches-and-cream skin didn't attract, then she could rely on her D-cups, trim waist and full hips to do the job. She had all the equipment to tempt a man or a boy. She had no doubt of that as she looked herself over in the mirror. The blonde stepped into her sandals land started for the door.
She stopped as she heard someone walk up to the porch. The girl waited, then heard the ring of their doorbell. She opened the door.
One of the best-looking men she had ever seen stood there, smiling warmly at her. Damn, he was sexy! His rich brown eyes sparkled beneath the black hair that was cut so mod. He was tall, but not enough to make him seem threatening. He was broad, but lean at the same time. He was just one hell of a good-looking piece of man.
"Suzy!" he said, pointing his finger directly at her. "You have to be Suzy! My God! You're ten times more beautiful than Sylvia said."
His eyes took her in, took all of her in from her clearly visible tits to her lusciously-curved legs. He looked her over thoroughly, yet not in a leering, lustful manner. He looked over every inch of her, but not in a way that made her feel uncomfortable.
Suzy stared dumbly at him, unable to find her voice for a moment. She was as impressed with his appearance as he was with hers.
"I'm Sam Stein," he laughed. "I don't know if Sylvia has spoken about me…"
"Sam Stein!" the blonde gasped, opening the door and continuing to stare at him. No wonder he looked so damn good. Beauty was his business. Fashion was his business. This was the man who kept trying to get Syl to come and model far him.
Suzy opened the door and invited him inside. She showed him to a chair and sat on the couch facing him.
"I'm sorry," she apologized. "Syl is down at Dad's store, helping him go over the books. If you'll wait a minute, I'll call her and tell her you're here."
Suzy wasn't about to send him down there. Syl would never forgive her for not warning her, giving her a chance to check her make-up and dress before meeting Mr. Stein.
"No hurry," he assured the girl with a wave of his hand. "I assume she'll be back before too long. If it's all right, I'll wait for her here. Then she can dress in whatever she wants to wear out to dinner. Besides, that should give us time to get acquainted. Unless, of course, you had other plans. I'm sorry, Suzy. I was so happy over having the chance to sit here and talk with a beautiful girl that I didn't realize I might be imposing on you."
He started to rise from his chair. Suzanne walked over to him, lightly pushed him back down in the chair. She smiled her most radiant smile at him. She wasn't about to let him go. Who was Paul Atkins anyway? She could fuck around with the druggist's son any time.
"I wasn't going anywhere at all," she insisted.
"Don't you dare leave me here alone. No telling what terrible things might happen to a poor girl all alone in this house." She laughed with him, her tits bouncing delightedly beneath the thin blouse. "Besides, Syl would never forgive me if I didn't hold you here for her. You want a Coke, or maybe a Scotch?"
"You have Scotch?" he asked, his eyes approving the way her tits bounced. He liked them! She vowed never to wear a bra again. This handsome, important man liked her tits this way. Her dad would just have to get used to her going around bra-less.
"I'm sure we do," she answered, stepping toward the kitchen for a glass. She hoped to hell her dad hadn't drank it all up. He usually kept plenty here. Last night he did his drinking at the tavern, so there should be plenty. She stopped at the refrigerator and dropped ice cubes in the glass, then walked to the liquor cabinet. She sighed in relief to discover a more than ample supply. The girl poured a generous amount over, the ice, more than she normally saw her dad pour, then called in to Sam.
"On the rocks? Water? Soda?" she asked. "I think the soda still has some life to it."
"Doesn't matter," Stein called back. "Just pour me about three fingers worth over the ice."
Suzy looked at the glass. Hell, she had already poured more than that. She shrugged her shoulders and took him his drink, smiling as she handed it to him. She felt a sudden thrill run through her as his hand caressed hers when he took it from her. She ached for some opportunity to brush her tits against him and she cursed herself for seating him in the chair. If she'd only put him on the couch, then maybe she could get a chance to lean against him. She kicked herself mentally. She was a lousy temptress, she decided.
The blonde sat on the carpet in front of him, drawing her legs up to give him a good view of her thighs against the skin-tight pants. Her breasts lunged against the blouse, the nipples showing clearly through, the full, ripe globes heaving against the soft fabric. She saw the gleam in Sam's eyes as he looked down at her, down at her face, down at her tits, down at her thighs. The teen-ager shivered under the delicious caress of his steady gaze.
Sam Stein sat almost stunned by the girl. He had told the truth when he remarked about her beauty. He would never hire her as a fashion model, not with those boobs, not with those hips. She had far too many curves to model clothing. What a hell of a body, though! What a hell of a centerfold she would make. Damn! How had this bundle of cunt been missed by some roving photographer?
She smiled warmly at her as they chatted about Sylvia and about modeling. This was going to be easier than he had anticipated. The seduction, at least, was going to be easy. Shit, the lovely little cunt was trying to seduce him. He would have preferred taking his time and letting her do the work.
Syl had warned him, though, that he only had an hour or an hour and a half to accomplish the job of laying Suzanne. If he was going to do a decent job in bed, he'd better cut the preliminaries short.
He took a deep swallow of his drink, then set it aside. Sam leaned down and took the girl's elbows. He lifted her up to her feet. He got up from his chair and turned her about slowly, posing her first one way, then another. His cock was tingling from the way her tits kept thrusting against the blouse. His throat was dry from looking at the dramatic sweep of her ass. The girl looked almost swayback, the way her ass swung out behind her. It wasn't her posture, through. Her tummy was absolutely flat. She had fantastic posture. She simply had an even more fantastic ass on her.
"Mmmmm," he muttered. "You're built more for men's magazines than for high fashion. There are some recent women's slicks, though, that have decided a woman shouldn't be ashamed of her body. Sooner or later they'll get up nerve enough to use girls like you as a fashion model for them. In the meantime I think you could still make a hell of a lot of money in modeling. It would involve quite a bit of nude posing, though."
Suzy smiled up at him. Her body was warm and glowing from his approval. She was trembling each time he touched her to pose her. The blonde ached for him to touch her tits or her ass instead of her shoulders and waist and arms.
Damn him! Didn't he know she wanted him to fuck her? Maybe he did know and wasn't interested. A man like Sam Stein could fuck any woman he wanted. The girl suddenly felt very young. He thought she was too young, she feared. Her heart sank in disappointment.
Then he turned her to face him. His face was close over hers. His nostrils were quivering as he looked at her. Suzy didn't look down at his cock as it swelled out in his pants. She didn't have to. His face told her enough. He was responding to her.
She stepped toward him, letting her tits rub against his chest as she put her arms up about his neck. She was throbbing in excitement as he leaned down and met her lips. He kissed her slowly. His hands came about her, drawing her more tightly against him. She could feel his prick now, feel his hardness pressing against her.
His leg parted her thighs and rubbed against her pussy as they kissed. One hand caressed along her back and down to her ass. She gasped against him a she felt the hand cup her buttocks gently and affectionately. She parted her lips and enticed his tongue into her mouth. Her own tongue met his and merged into a singe passionate licking. Her tits rolled in small circles against his chest.
"Where's your bedroom?" he asked huskily.
His brown eyes studied hers a moment to reassure himself that she wanted the fuck as much as he. Suzy smiled and took his hand. She led him down the hall and to her room. She was so happy that she had taken the time to clean it up this morning. She was entertaining a man of the world this afternoon.
The blonde had felt a slight shiver of guilt as they walked past her sister's room. Sam was Syl's friend.
"It isn't a fancy hotel room," she told him in her sultriest voice. "Still, maybe I can make it interesting for you."
"You already have," he assured her. "You already have me panting so that I wouldn't care if it was the floor of a warehouse."
He lifted her blouse and slipped it over her head. His hands came over her tits softly, adoringly. He leaned down and kissed each tingling breast, then reached for the side buttons of her slacks. He pushed them slowly down her thighs. They were so tight that he was peeling them off. Her panties followed as he knelt in front of her. As soon as the thin nylon reached for her knees, his lips were at her cunt, kissing and sucking softly at the trembling pussy.
Suzy stood transfigured as he kissed her thighs. He was shaking as he held her, trembling at the touch of her ripe flesh.
"God, you're a beauty!" he breathed as he stepped back and began removing his own clothes. "You are even more beautiful than I first thought. Centerfold hell! Girl, you should have that body painted and hung in a museum, maybe even in a cathedral."
The blonde was already half crazy with excitement. Sam Stein was going to fuck her. Sam Stein, with his important friends, with his choice of the models who worked far him, with his thousand-dollar suits, was going to fuck her. More than that, he was excited about fucking her. He was throbbing with desire for her, for little Suzy Morrow.
She watched him carefully lay his clothes over her chair and turn to her once more. His cock grasped her attention.
The sight of that mammoth instrument frightened her. She'd never dreamed any such prick existed. It was monstrous! She gasped in horror as she imagined it ripping her pussy to shreds as it drove into her. She stepped back and fell onto the bed.
The little blonde looked up at him, her eyes unable to draw away from that wicked piece of meat. She struggled to find words to protest.
Sam smiled down at her. He had seen the look of shock that grasped her face. This was no new experience to the man. Half the girls he fucked for the first time went through this. The other half went into orgasm just looking at the cock.
Too bad she wasn't in the other half. That could have solved her problem quickly. Well, he'd have to go to work with this tantalizing little piece of tail.
He stepped to the bed before she could recover and get up. He sat beside her and took her in his arms. His hands cupped her tits as he found her lips and began kissing away her fears. He'd have to get her to panting again before she became too frightened by the prospect of taking that pecker inside her. It wouldn't hurt her. He had yet to injure a girl with it. They just thought so when they first saw it.
Suzy fought the rising desire that swelled through her as he kissed her. She felt herself slipping back onto the bed. Then his lips were softly moving about her face.
He kissed with just the barest touch of his lips against her. He kissed the corners of her lips, then along her cheeks. He kissed her chin, beneath her chin, along her neck. Her body began to pulse with the slow sensual movement. He was at her shoulders, moving his tender kiss slowly down her arm. He kissed all the way to her fingertips, then turned her hand over and kissed the palm as she tingled wildly inside.
His lips came back up her arm. He repeated his treatment along the other arm.
Suzanne felt her tits throbbing madly. She had never been worked up like this, had never dreamed of such exquisite foreplay. It was beyond anything in any of Sylvia's books. She gasped in erotic delight as his lips came across the top of a breast. He circled the lit, kissing with that same tenderness. He kissed in a tight circle, then his mouth came over her nipple. He sucked briefly, ten turned his attention to the other tit.
The blonde thrust the breasts out at him, wanting to plead with him. Her body was more sensually alive than she ever dreamed possible. This was better than those massages she had read about. Damn! Kissing like this could put an extra inch or more, on those tits. They were lunging for his mouth, swelling like crazy.
"Mmmmm," she moaned. "Oooooh!"
Her body was purring beneath his kisses, puffing as it slowly shuddered and trembled with delicate passion. He kissed down her tummy. His tongue licked briefly into her navel before moving on over to her hips. Then he moved down her thigh. His lips brushed the satin skin into rippling tension as he moved down her leg. He kissed her foot, then her toes.
The girl was panting almost beyond control as he began ascending the leg. She was ready to scream as he came along the inside of her thigh, his hair brushing against her pussy. Suzy lay back trembling in anticipation as the teasing kisses came nearer and nearer her glowing cunt. She held her breath as he came right to the pussy, then moved down the other leg.
"Ooooh noooo!" she gasped as his kisses went farther down the leg. "Oh, God! Please stop torturing me like this! Hurry up! Please hurry up! I can't take any more of this! It's delicious! It's marvelous! But it's driving me wild!"
He ignored her pleas. He started another ascent.
Suzy knew that this time his lips would come for her pussy. The knowledge made her more impatient. Every nerve-end was raw and throbbing. Every inch of her wanted him. She ached for his lips, for his cock. She wanted him to take her, to use her. He could do anything he liked with her, just as long as he did it.
She wanted to be fucked. She would even take that cock of his. Hell, she'd gladly take that monster into her pussy. She was unable to breathe as he neared the pussy. She lay back heaving and twisting in anxiety.
Then he reached it. The cunt leaped into a frenzied delight as his lips moved over the soft entrance to the pussy. He sucked her gently, drawing the most delicious sensations she could imagine through the flooding cunt. He flicked his tongue into it and teased lightly at her clit.
Suzy was ready for more than soft teasing. She wanted him to take her roughly, violently. Her body pounded and throbbed in aching desire. She was flooding with lust and raw demand.
"Oooooh, God!" she whispered. "Fuck me! Come on, man! Fuck me! Show me how a man takes a pussy! Damn it, I want your cock! I want to be fucked!"
Sam smiled at the pleading girl as he slowly lifted his body up over her. He brought his mammoth prick to the mouth of her pussy and lodged the massive head into the lips. He rubbed it against her, driving her clit crazy.
The blonde rammed forward, impaling herself on the huge ram. Her cunt trembled around the tick shaft, sucking and glowing in lustful desire. She felt the elation of having gotten him in her.
She was taking all that cock! She had taken that magnificent prick all by herself! The knowledge of that drove her to deeper passion. She looked down and saw the huge monster buried into her cunt hair. Suzy gasped at the sight. It looked like a telephone pole had gone into her. It felt great, though. The cock fit tightly into her, stretching her pussy until it hurt. It was the most exquisite pain she had ever dreamed of.
"Come on," she urged. "Fuck me! Let it go after me! Let it get my pussy! I want it to get rough with me! Ohhhh, yes! Fuck me, Sam! Unload that cannon in there!"
He began to ball her slowly, but her swinging ass drove him to greater and greater frenzy. The great cock plunged through her. She trembled about him, her body urging him as wildly as her words. Suzy gasped and panted as she felt the pecker swell even larger in his excitement. He was ready to explode all that load in her. She tugged at his ears. She rubbed her tits against him. She hunched her ass frantically.
"Come on! Don't let me go alone!" she pleaded. "If you can't service me, get me a real man! I want more than just a big cock! I want some cum! Flood me, Sam! Choke me with it!"
He unloaded his charge. Her body shook from the force of his blast. The hot cum flooded her pussy. She felt it bounce off the walls of her cunt. She felt it fill her. She lay back panting from the excitement.
No need to tell Sam that she didn't join him. It had been a hell of a fuck anyway. She could get lots of pleasure from just knowing how she could drive a cock into such a frenzy. Suzy had settled for that.
Some day, perhaps, she would have her orgasm. Until then, she would get pleasure from receiving the charging semen of a man, any man. She caressed Sam as he looked down reverently at her lovely body. She kissed him and made him keep that big piece of meat in her as they lay on the bed.
"What a piece of tail!" Sam gasped. "What a fantastic piece of pussy."
Coming from a man like Sam, Suzy knew it was a compliment. Her body glowed from his adoration. Her head swam in delight at his approval.