His prick wasn't stiff. It wasn't erect the way cocks were supposed to be when faced with naked girls. His limp cock just hung there between his legs like a gross hunk of meat. The cock shaft had to be at least eight inches long, Stacy figured, and it was as thick as her forearm. There was a solid blue vein pulsing in its side, and the cock head was all pink and shiny.
He moved around the room quite casually, picking up cameras and laying them down. He didn't seem at all self-conscious about being naked. His big cock bounced around gently, tilting to the left and then to the right. The great hairy sec of his balls hung down like a leather pouch with heavy bearings inside.
Stacy wanted to grab her clothes and run. She'd never even seen a naked man before, and here she was, naked herself and alone in an apartment with a naked man old enough to be her father. This whole situation was too strange for words. She should get up and make her excuses and head for the door. All kinds of weird stuff might happen otherwise.
But something kept her seated on the bed. Part of it was shyness. She didn't have the courage to get up and leave. And also, she didn't want to appear childish or inexperienced in front of Mr. Caldicott. She didn't want to come across like some silly little girl. So she sat on the bed and watched him, her eyes wide at the sight of his monstrous cock.
"Are you ready for more?" he smiled, finally approaching her with yet another camera. "Are you rested enough for a few more pictures?"
"Mr. Caldicott, I don't think I should go any further," she said shyly. "My boyfriend wouldn't like it." Stacy wasn't sure why she said this. Tim had no claim on her at all. He wasn't even her proper boyfriend. They'd just gone to some movies together and done some very light petting. Yet she felt better for mentioning his name. She eyed Caldicott's big soft cock nervously as he climbed on the bed and kneeled alongside her.
"Lie back and spread your legs a bit," he said, ignoring her. "I want to get some nice shots of this beautiful little cunt of yours."
Stacy blushed a deep shade of red. This was another dirty word she'd heard in the girls' locker room at school. Cunt. But she'd never heard an adult say it before. She was so shocked she did what he asked without thinking, moving up the bed slightly and lying back against the pillows. Her legs opened for him automatically.
"Very nice. Beautiful," he continued. He angled his camera down at her body and clicked away. Her big tits lolled back on her chest and separated slightly. He leaned over her and photographed both tits in close-up. He was careful not to touch her, but Stacy was very aware of his big cock shifting about so close to her. It rolled first against one thigh and then against the other. Stacy couldn't be sure, but she thought his prick was growing even bigger.
"Touch your pretty nipples for me," he instructed. "Rub them with your thumbs. See if you can make them even stiffer and longer than they are already."
He knelt beside her, waiting. And as she began tweaking her nipples between her thumbs and forefingers, he smiled at her. The stubby nipples were already half an inch long. He doubted they could grow any longer. But he loved the sight of her fondling herself this way, and he took several shots of her pinching the erect nipples.
A fine layer of sweat was forming on Stacy's forehead. She hated to admit it, but her fingers on her tits felt wonderful. Tiny sparks of pleasure were shooting up through her chest, and there was a tingling sensation all the way down to her pussy. She had no idea what was happening to her, but it was terrific and she didn't want it to stop.
"Wait a second. I know what will make your nipples long and stiff," he put in. "Move your hands away for a minute." Reluctantly, Stacy did as she was told. And then before she could react Caldicott dipped' down his head.and drew one stiff nipple into his mouth. He began to suck, pulling the nipple up high off its puffy pink cushion. He used his lips, his tongue, and his teeth to give her nipple a thorough sucking.
"Ohhhhh!" she gasped, the sparks of pleasure much stronger in her chest. "Oh, Mr. Caldicott! Oh, gee whiz!" He let the nipple slip from his lips and moved over quickly to the other one. He drew this into his mouth and began sucking mercilessly. He gently gnawed on the swollen nipple till it was throbbing and rock hard. Then he spat this one out and grinned down at her, his face less than two feet from hers. Both her nipples were wet and glistening from his saliva. They jutted up over half an inch from their pulpy areolas.
Stacy wanted him to kiss her, but he was soon all business again, photographing her nipples in close-up, recording for all time how aroused she was. She had a sudden desire to cover her nipples, to hide her excitement from him. But she was too aroused already. Ah kinds of crazy feelings were welling up inside her. Her tummy was fluttering and a wetness was beginning between her legs.
Caldicott was amazed at how big and full her tits really were. The rest of her body was so small and slender. And her nipples looked ripe enough to burst with milk any second. He had to resist the temptation to go back to sucking them some more. Instead, he tilted his camera lower, toward her crotch. He crawled around on the bed till he was kneeling between her legs.
"Spread your legs wider. I want lots of open pussy shots," he told her. "Grab hold of your cunt lips with your fingers. Pull them apart for me."
This was wrong, Stacy said to herself yet again. This was terribly wrong, and dirty, and she shouldn't be doing it. But all the confusing feelings were still pouring through her, and without thinking further she reached down and planted her fingers on the pulpy slabs of her pussy. She pulled her cunt lips apart, opened herself up for him. And what surprised her was that she felt less shame now than when she had first showed him her tits.
"Wider, baby. Pull your cunt lips wide," he urged. "I want to photograph all that pretty pink girlie-skin inside your twat. Show it to me, honey. Show me all you've got."
Stacy's fingers pulled harder on her cunt lips, and the thick outer slabs peeled farther apart. The inner opening of her cunt, all wrinkled like a little mouth, peeked into the open. It was all pink and delicate, like a little flower. The tiny bud of her clit was just visible beneath its beak of flesh. Caldicott stared at all the pussy flesh, and his mouth began to water.
"Wider, honey. Pull it open wider," he went on. "Pry your pussy open as if you were getting ready for a big hard cock." He saw a flash of fear pass over her face as he said this.
Obviously, she halfway expected him to climb on top of her and ram his big prick into her little-girl cunt. And in a way she looked as if she wanted him to. But he wanted to prime her, get her ready and willing for all kinds of filthy, kinky sex later On. He didn't want to scare her off. This little girl needed gentle coaxing, over time. And for now he'd content himself with other things.
"Beautiful. Perfect," he praised, his camera clicking.
She had her cunt open so wide now that he could see a dark round hole between the inner pussy lips. The pink pussy flesh was glistening wet. The little girl was obviously quite excited. If he wanted to fuck her, now was the time. But he only smiled at her, placed his camera to one side, and planted a soft and friendly kiss on her navel. Her belly rippled and he felt her shudder with excitement.
"Mr. Caldicott, I've never done anything before, with a man,'' she whispered shyly. "I've never done anything, you know, sexy."
"Not even with this boyfriend of yours? What's his name again?"
"Tim. No. He's so shy and everything. He never even feels me."
"He must be out of his mind," Caldicott said.
And he began licking all over her belly and then lower, tracing his tongue toward her blonde pussy fleece. She made soft whimpering sounds as he neared her cunt.
"Have you finished taking pictures?" she gasped, more for something to say than out of real curiosity.
"For now, yes," he answered. "But keep prying your cunt lips apart like this. I want to do something special to you."
Stacy couldn't take her eyes off him. She gazed down between the heaving mounds of her tits and he licked lower and lower on her belly. Soon he was munching at her sparse pussy hair, and she trembled as she realized what he was going to do next. He was going to kiss her between her legs. He was going to kiss and lick her open pussy. This was called eating a girl, she knew. It was yet another expression she'd heard from the older girls in the school locker room.
"Sweet teenage cunt," he was muttering. "Young stuff. Fuck, how I love young stuff!"
Suddenly his tongue was lapping at her outer cunt lips, first up on one side and then down the other. She tried to hold her fingers steady on the pulpy pussy slabs as he licked her, but it wasn't easy. Ah kinds of sweet sensations were flooding up into her crotch and belly. Then he was dipping his tongue deeper, exploring all the delicate inner cunt folds. He began to nip and suck at the pulpy pussy flesh with his lips.
"Oooooh, Mr. Caldicott! I feel so funny! I feel so funny between my legs!" she bleated in a little-girl voice. "Your mouth is making me feel so nice! Oooooh!" He nibbled more and more harshly on her rubbery cunt folds. Until he could resist no longer, and he was plastering his mouth down onto her open cunt as if it were his last meal.
He licked and sucked and gnawed on her cunt crazily, lapping up all the pussy juice that slopped down from deep inside her. Stacy whimpered more and more loudly, her voice full of little-girl pleasure. She obviously had no idea what was happening to her, but was loving every minute of it. "So good! Mr. Caldicott, I feel so funny and good!" she panted. "My pussy's all melty!"
He was poking his tongue deep inside her pussy now, fucking it in and out like a small cock. Cunt juice was sluicing down from deep inside her and smearing his face. He ate her this way for several minutes, till she seemed on the verge of screaming. Then he caught her clit between his lips and sucked on it roughly. "Mr. Caldicott! Oooooh, Mr. Caldicott!" she crooned, her body writhing on the bed, her tits rolling from side to side.
She arched her back, raised her ass off the coverlet and mashed her pussy onto his face. Only her heels and her shoulders seemed to be touching the bed. She wriggled and bent her back even farther, so that he thought he'd lose her altogether. He had to clutch at her ass cheeks and hold her tight to his mouth. And he continued gnawing and sucking at her clit without let-up. There was a break in her voice, and for a second he thought she was crying. It actually did sound like sobbing. But they were sounds of utter joy. She was cumming.
The little girl was cumming over and over and over again. And she was yelling out her pleasure like a fully grown woman, bleating out her girlie-climax hopelessly. What seemed like quarts of cunt slime poured from inside her and soiled his cheeks and chin.
Caldicott was amazed she'd cum so soon, With her inexperience, he thought he'd have to work on her much longer. But it was just as well. His balls were aching and his cock was as heavy as a hunk of lead. He needed some relief, himself. He stayed with her for another few minutes, until her climax died down. Then he raised his head from between her legs and looked her in the eyes.
"Did you enjoy that, little girl? Did you enjoy cumming?" he grinned, his mouth and chin glistening with pussy cream.
"Mmmmm," Stacy mumbled, and her body sank down into the bed at last. She seemed to be off in a dream world somewhere. Caldicott stared at her stunning, naked young body, and at her oozing, gaping cunt. And for a second he was tempted to ram his stiff nine-inch-long prick up to the balls inside her pussy. But he resisted. Instead he moved gently up over her, trailing his solid cock up over her thigh, her belly, her rib cage. Then he pressed the cockhead against one lush tit
"Mr. Caldicott," Stacy said, as if she were just waking up from a dream. "What are you going to do to me?"
She had felt the hot hardness of his cock scraping up her body. Now she could see his prick, all hard and red, poking into her left tit.
It was oozing something. A clear drop of precum seeped out of its tip and stuck to her hardened nipple. Her eyes widened. She opened her mouth to repeat her question. But suddenly he was shoving her farther up the bed, propping her up against a mound of pillows. She was half lying, half sitting up. And he was looking at her strangely.
"You say these tits are thirty-eight inches, huh?" he grunted. "Well, how would you like to have them fucked, little girl? You ever done that with your boyfriend? Ever had your gorgeous young tits fucked?"
"No," Stacy said, not quite understanding what he meant. "But aren't you going to… you know… put your thing inside me?"
"It's not my thing, it's my cock. Say it. Say the word cock for me."
"Cock," Stacy said Softly, a pretty blush rising to her cheeks. "Cock, cock, cock."
"That's right. And you want to know if I'm going to fuck you, right? Say it. Ask me properly.''
"Are you going to fuck me?" she asked, the blush still on her face. Her voice sounded very childish and shy. She felt strange and excited to be saying the dirty four-letter words.
"I tell you what. Next time, I may fuck you. If you're a very good little girl and don't tell a soul about what we've done here today. And if you get down on your hands and knees and beg me. But for now… I just want to cum all over these gorgeous tits of yours."
He swung a leg over Stacy's middle and settled his ass down onto her rib cage. His cock jutted out now like a steel bar, and he slotted it down into her cleavage. He grabbed both her hands and forced them to press her tits together on either side of his hard-on. The firm tit globes molded over his prick like heavy mounds of dough. He loved the feeling of having his prick surrounded by all that lush teenage tit flesh.
"Press your tits together hard over my cock, little girl," he instructed, his voice tense. "I'm going to fuck your tits till I shoot my load all over them. Oh, this feels good." He started humping back and forth, driving his huge cock up and down the trough between her tits.
The great purple head of his prick came into view each time he lunged forward. It loomed out over the hollow of her throat and almost bumped her under her chin. He held his hands over hers, forced her to press her tits together. His fuck-thrusts grew quicker, rougher. His balls scraped and squished against her rib cage.
"Such gorgeous teenage tits," he grunted. "I'm gonna drench them in cum. You ready, baby? You ready to have your big tits soaked with hot jizz?"
"Mmmmm, I guess so," Stacy muttered uncertainly.
"Then say it, bitch! Beg me to drench your tits with jizz!" he demanded.
"Yes," Stacy mumbled. "I want you to drench my tits with jizz. Please, Mr. Caldicott, soak my big tits with jizz!"
He loved the sound of her childish little voice using the dirty, dirty words. It gave him a very special thrill. And he vowed that he'd do his damnedest, over the next week or so, to get her to use such words as naturally as he did. She may have walked through his door today a sweet and innocent teenaged virgin, but she was going to leave with a lesson in hardcore sex that she'd never forget. And before he was through, this sweet and innocent little bitch would be doing things for him that a hardened whore wouldn't do.
"All over my titties!" Stacy raved, hardly understanding what she was saying. "Spray your jizz all over my big titties!"
Caldicott stared down into her face, at her big blue eyes and her full, pouty mouth. He gazed at her pretty turned-up nose with its delicate spray of freckles. And at her platinum blonde hair tied up in its two girlish bundles on either side of her head.
What a gorgeous little creature she was. And she was all his, to corrupt and abuse as he saw fit. She'd done a lot for him this afternoon, stripped nude and shown him her tits and her pink pussy. But this was nothing compared to what she was going to do for him in the future.
"All over my titties!" Stacy moaned. "Spray them with jizz!"
His cock seemed to have grown even bigger. Stacy swore that the cock shaft fucking back and forth between her tits was ten inches long. She was glad he hadn't shoved that big fucker inside her. She was curious now about fucking. She wanted to know what it was like. But Mr. Caldicott's cock would have been too much to take. He might have hurt her. There'd be other chances to experiment, to find out what real sex was all about. Tit-fucking wasn't bad, for starters.
"Here it comes, baby! Here comes one of the biggest loads of jizz you're ever likely to see!" Caldicott grunted.
He rammed his hard-on in and out of her cleavage with rough, vicious fuck-strokes. Something hot and sticky smashed Stacy under her chin, and suddenly her neck felt soaked with goo. She gazed up at Mr. Caldicott in alarm and watched him stop humping her and grab his cock from between her tits. He squeezed his prick and ran his hand up and down on it crazily. He was pointing the cock shaft down, directly at her quivering tits. He was moaning loudly, as if he were in pain.
"Oh, fuck, baby, feel that hot cum!" he raved. "Watch my jizz splatter your big bouncing tits!"
And as Stacy watched, his cock spurted a streamer of creamy cum right across her left tit. His cum looked like milk, or melted wax or something, Stacy thought, watching it slop as high as her shoulder and then slop back down over her tit. The jet of jism divided into two streams that curled down on either side of her nipple. She could feel the hot cum rolling down her skin.
This was his cum, his sperm, she realized dazedly. He was cumming, shooting hot wads of cum all over her. It was disgusting – but it was fascinating too. She couldn't take her eyes off his cum-spurting cock. "Feel it spurt, baby! Feel all the hot jizz!" he croaked.
Another jet of cum shot free and danced over her tight tit. Most of this jet spilled into her cleavage and rolled down between her tits heavily. Cum trickled down over her rib cage and onto her belly before pooling in the hollow of her navel. His fist was a blur of motion on his cock. And now jet after jet of hot cum was spurting free. The ropes of jism swirled in the air then fell directly onto Stacy's heaving tits.
Soon both her tits were awash with steaming cum. Rivulets of the stuff poured down and soiled her nipples then continued over the undersides of her tits onto her belly. Her upper body was streaked with white cock cream. This was the stuff that made babies, Stacy realized. And he seemed to have quarts of it to get rid of. What if he'd actually fucked her, and shot all this stuff off inside her? He would have ruptured her insides or something, surely.
"All over your tits, baby! Watch it drool!" he crowed. And he spurted one last jet of cum that hung across from one nipple to the other, before snapping down onto her belly. Cum dripped off both nipples like milk.
Stacy watched his cock deflate in his hand and then stared down at her soiled, cum- splattered -body, She was covered, from neck to belly, with silver cum. Her tits looked like they'd had a can of white paint spilled over them. it was gross. It was disgusting. But it was exciting, as well. She watched the jism drool down her chest as if she'd never seen anything so interesting.
And when Mr. Caldicott grabbed his camera and began taking photographs of her cum-splattered body, she didn't object. In fact, she decided she would ask him for copies of some of the shots he'd taken today. They showed a side of her she never knew existed, and she wanted to remember what had happened, stage by stage. So did Caldicott.
The shots he'd collected today were beyond his wildest dreams. He only hoped there'd be more, and wilder shots in the future. He wanted many, many photographs in his file marked: STACY, YOUNG STUFF.
"Smile for the camera now, Stacy," he coaxed. "That's a good girl."