Patsy was walking home from school on Friday afternoon when Mr. Kendall pulled up beside her in his big black car. He had a very special babysitting job for her, he said. From the way he looked at her she knew just what kind of job it was. But without hesitation she jumped into the front seat with him and they drove downtown. She wasn't a bit surprised when he pulled into the underground lot of a large hotel.
They rode upstairs in an empty elevator and Mr. Kendall ushered her into a plush suite that had a wonderful view of the city. The only other thing that she noticed about the place right off was that it had the biggest bed she'd ever seen. She smiled at Mr. Kendall nervously.
"As you see, it's just the two of us," he said. "You don't mind babysitting one slightly middle-aged man, do you? You seemed to enjoy it very much the other night."
Patsy blushed, remembering the way he'd fucked her face the previous week. For some reason she felt a bit shy with him. She didn't feel at all the way she had with John the other day. It must be the surroundings, she thought. She was in a hotel room downtown with a man old enough to be her father. In a way it was all very strange and exciting.
"I don't mind," she murmured, watching him as he made up a couple of drinks.
She wondered suddenly what he'd have done if she'd refused to come with him. He must have had the room booked in advance. Would he have hired himself a hooker instead?
"Here, you're a big girl now," he said, handing her a drink. "When you're finished with that, we'll have a little fun and then I'll take you down to dinner. You can phone home then and tell them you'll be babysitting for the rest of the evening."
He stretched himself out on the bed then and stared at her, sipping his drink. She strode about the room, examining the furnishings, trying to appear as if she was used to being in expensive hotels with middle-aged men. She really was beginning to feel more adult, what with the drink and everything. She just hoped he wouldn't notice how in awe of everything she was.
"I want you to wear something special for me," he said finally. "It's over there, on the dresser. Take your clothes off and try it on for me. It's a special present for a very special girl."
Patsy stared at him. She took a large gulp of her drink. Then she strode over to the dresser and examined the contents of an open box that lay there. She lifted the whispy items in her fingers, trying to figure out what they were. She looked at him again, as if she didn't understand what was expected of her. He was watching her with a half-smile on his lips.
"Take off your clothes," he repeated. "Put that stuff on. I want to see what you look like in them."
There was something in the tone of his voice that told her she'd better not ask why. And so she began to get undressed for him, her face flushing prettily. He watched her big tits tumble free and then his eyes fell to the whispy blonde tuft of her cunt as that came into view. He shifted a little on the bed but didn't say anything. He took another long pull from his drink.
Patsy stood there naked, her lovely blonde hair fluffed out on either side of her face. She reached into the box again, hauled out a snaky black elastic item. She held it up and gazed at him quizzically, asking for directions. Her big tits shifted on her chest as she turned toward him.
"It's a garter belt, you silly slut. Put it around your waist. Then the stockings hook to the suspenders. Fuck, don't you know anything?"
Patsy looped the belt around her waist, hooked it in back of her. Then she adjusted it so that the black suspenders dangled down her thighs. She sat on the chair in front of her dresser and began hauling the sheer black stockings up her slender legs. Then as she was instructed, she attached the garters to the stocking tops.
"Atta girl. Now stand up. Walk around for me. I want to see how you look." He placed his drink on the nightstand, reached into his crotch and touched his rowing cock. He loosened his tie with the other hand and then set about unbuttoning his shirt.
Patsy made some last minute adjustments of the suspenders. Then she stood up and began to pace slowly back and forth at the foot of the bed. She felt silly at first in the sexy get-up, but as she moved about and saw his reaction, she relaxed. The black garters stretched over her thighs and loosened by turns as she walked.
"Very nice. Very fucking sexy," he said. "You look just like a teenaged porno star. Turn around. Show me your ass."
She did as she was told, bent over slightly so that he had a perfect view of her taut little ass cheeks with the garters snaking down their outer edges. A tuft of blonde hair showed between the tops of her thighs. Her big tits swayed down and out like over-filled sacs.
"Beautiful. Fucking beautiful!" he muttered. He tossed his shirt and tie aside and unzipped his fly. He began to struggle out of his pants and shorts.
Patsy began to move about the room again, getting more and more used to the feel of the lewd underwear against her skin. At one point she caught a glimpse of herself in the dresser mirror and she stopped to examine herself more closely. She liked the look of the taut garter belt stretching across her flat brown belly. Her pussy, framed between the snaky black garters, looked very inviting.
Kendall tossed his pants and shorts over a chair and knelt up on the bed, naked, his cock swinging and swaying in front of him. He reached out his hand to her, helped her climb onto the bed. Then he crushed her near-naked body to his, mashing his thickening prick into her flat hard belly. Her tits squished against his hairy chest.
"What a fucking body you've got. Sonovabitch, little girl, I've never seen a body like yours anywhere," he growled. His hands reached down behind her and kneaded the flesh of her ass.
"Are you going to fuck me? Or do you want me to suck you again?" she asked sweetly. "Are you going to fuck me this time?"
He let her go. "For starters, yes, I'm going to fuck you. Get on your hands and knees. Stick your ass in the air. I'm going to fuck you doggie style, baby."
He tore the coverlet from the bed, arranged her so that she had her face mashed into a pillow and her lovely ass in the air. Then he knelt up behind her and took his cock in his hand. He stared down at the perfect twin mounds of her ass and the sweet tufted split of her cunt bristling up at him. He primed his cock in his fist.
"Spread your legs wide. Crank your knees far apart," he instructed. He grabbed another pillow and stuffed it under her belly for support.
Patsy split her legs as wide as they would go. Her ass checks spread and her pretty pussy split its lips. He moved closer behind her and she felt the first touch of his hard cockhead against her crotch. Then he was circling his cock about on her cunt, nosing it between her pussylips.
She felt a quiver go through her. She waited patiently, her ass in the air. Slowly, gently, he eased his cockhead deeper. He pressed forward, fed her one, two, three inches of cockshaft. Then he drove the rest in easily, buried his prick to the balls in her upturned pussyhole. His hands came up to grip her around her waist.
"Feel good, little girl? My cock feel good in your sweet little cunt?" He stayed quite still for a moment or two, his cock throbbing inside her.
"Yes! Oh fuck, yes! Do it to me! Fuck me hard! Cram me full of big hard cock!" she bleated. She snuffled into her pillow and tossed her head back and forth.
He began slowly, driving his prick in and out with gentle, easy strokes. But soon he was fucking her with deeper, harder motions. His balls swung to and fro and his prick shone like a piston. Her cunt was soon oozing a rich, thick slime, and wet sucking sounds rose up from their tangled parts. He hooked his fingers underneath her garter belt.
"Just like that! Fuck me deep! Just like that!" she crooned, glaring at him over her shoulder. "I love cock! I love a hot hard cock up my cunt! Fuck me deep!"
He pistoned back and forth, drilling her, filling her with hardened prick on each stroke. His cock grew harder, thicker as he moved. It swelled her pussylips apart, warped them out of shape around its bulk. Ugly blue veins grew solid in the cockshaft, and they seemed to get darker the longer he fucked her.
"Fuck me! Fuck me deep! Cram your big hard cock up my cunt!" she groaned. "I love a big thick cock up my cunt!"
"How about up your ass?" he panted. "How do you like a big thick cock up that sweet little asshole of yours?"
A flash of panic ran through her. And then, immediately after, a lewd dirty thrill. Was he serious? Did he really expect her to answer that? She guessed not. He continued fucking her with steady, deep strokes, never missing a beat. His hands ran up and down her waist as he pulled her to him.
"I think all young girls like you enjoy an assfuck once in a while, don't they?" he gasped. "You just have to be in the mood. You just have to be put in the mood by a nice sweet cunt-fuck first."
Still she didn't think he was serious. But then suddenly he stopped fucking her, pulled his hard-on from her soggy cunt. He humped his prick up and down in the groove between her asscheeks, oiling it up good with all the slime clinging to the shaft. Then he angled his prick down, planted the bloated purple head against the tight puckered circle of her asshole. He began to heave forward strongly.
"Mr. Kendall… nnnnnn… are you serious? Are you… really going to shove your cock up my asshole?" she gasped into the pillow. Her fingers snatched nervously at hunks of tangled sheet.
"Fucking right. All teenaged girls should be fucked up the ass regularly. It's good for them."
He put more and more pressure behind his straining cock, supported it midway up its trunk with his fist. The cheeks of her ass warped out of shape around the thick shaft.
"But it won't go! Nnnnnn… it's too big!" she protested. She squirmed about on the bed beneath him but he kept her pinned down with the force of his cock.
And amazingly, her tiny asshole was expanding. It was opening, growing wider, folding itself up over the huge purple dome of his cockhead. He pressed on, kept up the pressure, his face red and straining. His prick was numb with the effort. This was hurting him more than it was her.
"It won't go! Nnnn… it's too big!" she wailed. "Please, Mr. Kendall, please!"
He pressed on and suddenly her tight asshole seemed to open up wide. His cockhead plowed down into the channel. An inch of cockshaft followed. Then inch after inch of swollen prick drilled down into her. She seemed to be sucking his inside. In seconds his pubic hair was crinkling against the pale cheeks of her ass and he was buried up her asshole to the hilt.
"Mr. Kendall… ooooh!" she gasped, still not quite believing this was happening to her. "It's too big! Your cock's way too big for me!"
"It's in all the way, baby," he groaned. "You've taken all my hard cock up that sweet little ass of yours!"
And with that he began to fuck her all over again, driving his cock deep up her asshole on every fuck-stroke. She was tight. Her asshole was much tighter than her cunt. But she had taken him all in and now he could fuck her to his heart's content, bury his cock again and again in her sweet little asshole. His balls quaked at the thought of what he was doing.
"You like it, babe? You like a big stiff cock up your tight little shit-chute?" he leered.
"It's too big! Oh, Mr. Kendall, your cock is so fucking big!" she groaned. She wriggled and squirmed under him, feeling every ounce of his weight.
The whole lower part of her body was growing numb. She wondered if he could really hurt her, doing what he was doing. She tossed her blonde head about and clutched at hunks of sheet with her fingers. His thrusts were getting more and more rough and he was snorting and gasping above her.
"Feel it go deep, baby? Feel my hard cock up your sweet little ass?" he growled.
He reached one hand under her and scooped up her, big tit. He squeezed and mauled it harshly, tweaked the nipple between his thumb and forefinger.
"Oh fuck… oh fuck… oh fuck!" she whimpered she felt as though she were being split in half by his huge plunging cock.
He fucked her steadily, for several minutes, only pausing to adjust his position behind her once in a while. He loved the feel of her tight little asscheeks each time he slapped forward against them with his hips. He loved the feel of her big lolling tit oozing out of his hand as he squeezed it. His ass pumped up and down. His balls flopped and slapped against her own open wet cunt.
And then he was groaning. He was making loud moaning sounds as he lunged into her, and she knew he was close to cumming. She waited patiently. It was all she could do. She tried not to lose consciousness before he let fly inside her.
He fell forward across her back suddenly. His weight crushed down into the great soft bed. And while he squeezed both tits below her now his ass pumped up and down and he drilled his trembling cock deep up her ass. His cockhead twitched. A shiver went through him and a great sizzling knot of cum burst up her asshole.
"Oh fuck… oh fuck!" she gasped, feeling the weird exploding wetness inside her. He bucked up and down on top of her, rammed his spurting prick in her to the hilt.
Another jet of cum shot up her ass. And another. His thrusts were much shallower now, and gentler. The jets heaved out up her asshole like spurts from a hose. They drenched her, clogged her poor ass channel with steaming gobs of goo. Each time he drove forward, her ass made a wet squishing sound.
"Too big! Too big! Ohhh fuck!" she cried, half out of her mind. "You'll split me in half! Too big!"
He spurted another greasy wad of cum off and groaned deeply as he let it loose. He eased himself partway up off her back and began fucking her with longer strokes. Cum was oozing from her asshole and slithering down over her open hairy cunt. His cock was slick and shiny with it.
"Up the ass! All my cum up your sweet little ass!" he panted as he shot off another blast of spunk, and another.
"Too big! Too fucking big!" she moaned. He seemed to shoot for the better part of a minute. Patsy began to wonder if it would ever end. But finally he was slowing down, and eventually he drew back, pulled his cock from her plugged asshole with a wet pop. He slotted the shiny cock into the groove between her asscheeks then, and sank back down on top of her. She could feel warm jizz oozing out onto the small of her back.
"Mr. Kendall… oh fuck…" she sighed, her voice shaky. "Your cock was so big. It was so fucking big!"
It was still big, even now, drained and drooling between her asscheeks. But bit by bit she could sense it shrinking. She wondered how long it would take to return to normal size. Her asshole felt like it was wide enough to stick a baseball bat into. She felt cool air and cooling cum in her crotch.
She thought bitterly about what had just happened to her. In a way, she was still numb with shock. It occurred to her that only days before she had been thinking she knew everything there was to know about men, about sex. Now she realized she knew so little. Just when she thought she had things figured out, some guy did something new to her and she had to consider everything all over again.
Mr. Kendall breathed in her ear. He sounded as though he was about to fall asleep. She stayed where she was for the time being, crushed beneath him, his cock trapped and leaking between the cheeks of her ass. And she wondered what new tricks he might have in store for her. He wanted her to spend the evening with him, he said. All evening in a hotel room with kinky Mr. Kendall…
"So big…" she muttered. "So fucking big!"
Thick cum drooled from her gaping asshole.