Two days later, Stacy still couldn't believe what had happened between her and Mr. Caldicott. The whole thing seemed like some dirty wet dream. Taking all her clothes off had been bad enough. But then to let Mr. Caldicott ram his cock up and down between her tits like that, well, it was really shameful. And he'd shot off his white stuff, his cum, all over her, too. It really was disgusting. But it was exciting too, she had to admit.
Each time she thought about it, tingling sensations started down between her legs. She remembered how good it felt when he was using his mouth on her pussy. All kinds of warm melty feelings shot through her and it was wonderful. Mr. Caldicott had said she was cumming, whatever that meant. She was glad he hadn't put his thing, his cock, inside her. It was so huge, it would probably have hurt like crazy. But she was still curious to know what it felt like to be fucked. Her interest was well and truly aroused. If Mr. Caldicott's mouth could feel so great on her pussy. what would a stiff cock feel like down there?
She really did want to know. There was only one guy she could find out with, and that was Tim Young. He wasn't really her boyfriend. She'd just called him that in front of Mr. Caldicott. But he was a close classmate of hers from school, and they had been out on a few dates together. He'd kissed her a few times, but that was all. He'd never even tried to touch her tits. But Stacy was sure that with a little encouragement, he would do anything she wanted… On Friday night, she was babysitting at the Benson house. About once a month, the Bensons went out on the town and didn't come home till very, very late. Stacy phoned up Tim and invited him over to keep her company. She told him she needed help with her homework, but what she meant of course was that she needed help with her sex research.
Tim rushed over, always eager to spend time with Stacy. And for half an hour, the two of them did actually do some schoolwork together. The whole time, Stacy was wondering how to bring up the subject of sex. For the life of her, she couldn't figure out how to do it. Finally she decided on the direct approach. What did she have to lose? Tim could only run from the house in panic, and she doubted he'd do that.
"Tim, do you think I'm pretty?" she asked suddenly, standing up in front of him. She stretched her arms above her head, the way Caldicott had taught her, and twisted slowly from side to side.
"I sure do," said Tim warmly. "You're the most beautiful girl in school, Stacy – everybody knows that." Stacy smiled.
"But do you think I'm… you know, sexy, as well? Do I get you excited at all?" She continued shifting from side to side in front of him, and her lush tits strained the front of her T- shirt. For the first time in her entire life, she had not worn a bra. The outlines of her nipples and areolas were clearly visible. The tits looked like they'd burst the tight fabric any second.
"Stacy, you know you do. You get me real excited every time I see you," he said.
"Then how come you don't… you know… try to touch me and everything?" She came over to the couch where he was sitting and eased herself down beside him. She leaned close, so that one large tit molded into his shoulder. Ha heart was pounding in her chest. It was a strange sensation, to be taking the initiative like this. With Mr. Caldicott, she'd just stayed passive and done anything he told her.
"Gee Stacy, I didn't know you wanted me to touch you," he said nervously. "I was scared you'd think I was a jerk or something if I tried to feel you up."
Stacy sat up straight and leaned in towards him. She was thrusting out her tits in invitation, letting him see the glorious tit mounds as they bulged against her T-shirt. She took a deep breath and looked him in the eye. "You can touch my titties now, if you want to, Tim. I won't think you're a jerk." she muttered.
"Go ahead. Feel them. I want you to." Tim stared at her with a glazed expression for maybe ten seconds. Then he reached out with both hands and cupped her tits gently. He pressed his hands to the undersides of the tit globes and hefted them, testing their weight. They were so firm and solid, he couldn't believe it. Her tits rested on his palms like two heavy sacs filled with fluid. He held ha tits like that for some time, unable to take his eyes off them.
"Well? Do they feel nice? Is it good to touch them?" Stacy smiled. His hands felt very pleasant on her tits.
"Stacy, they're fantastic. They're beautiful!" He pressed his fingers more firmly into the lush tit flesh and squeezed.
"You can play with them if you like. You can touch the nipples and everything," she went on, surprised at herself. This was so unlike her. All her life, she'd been so shy and reserved. Tim let his thumbs curl up from the undersides of her tits, till they pressed against the stubs of her nipples.
Her nipples were already denting the front of her T- shirt like bullets, but now they seemed to grow longer and stiffer. He teased his thumbs back and forth across her nipples, urging them up off their puffy areolas. They were so hot and hard to the touch, even through her T-shirt.
"Stacy, you're really stacked," Tim said, meaning to be complimentary. "And your nipples are so hard and long! God, Stacy, you're just so sexy!"
"I'm glad you think so," she smiled. "But squeeze my titties harder. Really dig your fingers into them."
The young man did as she asked, pressing his fingers deep into the tit mounds and kneading them like dough. He kept flicking her nipples with his thumbs the whole time, fascinated that they were telescoping at his touch. His hands rolled her tits around and around on her chest, cramming them out of shape against her slender body. They were solid but springy, as if they'd been over-inflated.
"Would you like to see them?" Stacy gasped, sparks flying through her chest. "I'll let you undress me if you like, Tim. Would you like to see my titties?"
"Would I!" Tim groaned. He let go of her tits at last and waited for her to tell him what to do.
"Here, pull my T-shirt up," she instructed. And she sat up straight in front of him and raised her arms up above her head. Her tits stretched beautifully under the tight cotton fabric.
With trembling fingers Tim clutched at the bottom of the T-shirt and pulled upwards. He saw her navel, and her flat golden belly came into view. Then her rib cage and the hollow beneath her cleavage. Finally the shirt rolled up over her chest and he saw her stunning young tits in all their glory. He paused and gazed at her swollen tits with a look of deep respect. "Mmmfff!" Stacy mumbled, the T-shirt still wrapped around her arms and head.
She squirmed and her big tits jiggled. Tim quickly pulled the shirt up and off her, and her platinum hair settled in a sexy mess around her angelic face. She was smiling brightly, nervous but excited. She sat there for a moment in front of him, completely topless, letting him study her big tits. She thrust them out again proudly, and grinned at him.
"Do you like them? Do you think they're pretty?" she asked. By way of answer, he cupped her tits in his hands again and squeezed them, scarcely believing he was handling Stacy's naked tits. He was in heaven. He had never thought she'd let him go this far with her. And she'd encouraged him all the way! He hadn't had to do much of anything. She'd done all the work. He couldn't figure it out.
"You can suck them if you like," she went on matter-of-factly. "Would you like to suck and kiss my titties, Tim?" "Gggnnn," Tim moaned, his head throbbing. He swooped his head down toward one swollen nipple. His lips encircled her areola and he began to suck on her hard nipple. "Yes, Tim! Oh, yes!" she encouraged, cradling the back of his head with her hand. "Suck my nipple. Suck it hard. It feels so nice." Tim couldn't believe his ears. This didn't sound like Stacy at all. But he wasn't going to waste time wondering about the change in her.
He was too excited. He sucked on her nipple hungrily, making wet slurping sounds the whole time. The half-inch-long stub seemed to stretch as he tugged on it with his lips. "And the other one, Tim," she urged. "Suck the other one, too. Suck my titties real hard!" With a quick motion of his head, Tim shifted over to her other nipple. And as he began to suck again he was vaguely aware of Stacy's hand drifting down his arm and then over his hip. What he felt next was too good to be true. If he hadn't been so busy sucking tit, he would have whooped for joy. For there was no mistaking the delicate touch of Stacy's fingers on his bulging crotch.
She was tracing the outline of his cock and balls with her hand. "Tim, unzip my jeans," she whispered, her voice husky. "Unzip me and open up my pants." Again, it was hard for Tim to believe he wasn't dreaming. This was getting better and better. He let her nipple plop from his mouth and stared up at her face. It was as pretty as ever, but flushed. And there was a light in her eyes that he hadn't san before.
Before she could change her mind, he unsnapped the stud at her waist and unzipped her tight jeans.
He caught a glimpse of the elastic top of her white lace panties.
"Pull them down," Stacy urged. "Pull down my jeans and my panties, too. I want you to see all of me. Please, Tim, hurry!" Her ass was raised obligingly off the couch, and quickly Tim tugged on ha jeans, struggling to peel the tight pants off her hips. Her panties were caught underneath, and they were being pulled down, as well.
Tim caught sight of her blonde pussy hair, and then more and more of the furry patch came into view. Soon, both her jeans and panties were down as far as her knees.
"Now it's my turn," she grinned. And before he could react, she was unsnap ping his belt and zipping down his fly. She opened his jeans up wide and pulled out the elastic of his shorts, anxious to see what he had inside.
"Stacy, what's happened to you?" he grunted, watching her hands at work on his clothes. He raised his ass for her and let her haul his jeans and shorts down off his crotch.
Stacy was about to say that she'd been eaten by a man old enough to be her father, and that this same man had fucked her tits and sprayed cum all over them. She knew Tim wouldn't believe her. Who would? But before she could say anything, she caught sight of Tim's cock.
The youth's cock wasn't nearly as big as Mr. Caldicott's, but then it wasn't fully erect yet, either. His prick was maybe five inches long, and it curled gently over his lower belly.
There was a fold of skin over the pink cockhead that hadn't peeled back all the way. She couldn't recall whether Mr. Caldicott's prick had such a piece of skin or not. Her fingers curled around the half-hard cockshaft and she tilted it upright. It had a solid, pleasant feel in her hand.
"Stacy, this is fantastic! I never thought we'd do this together," he said. For the moment, his eyes had left her furry blonde pussy and he was gazing raptly into his own lap. Stacy's fingers were so cool and sexy on his throbbing prick.
"Show me how to make it really hard. What do I do?" she asked him. She tilted his prick this way and that, as if she were looking for the secret of making a successful hard-on.
"Just pump it up and down in your hand. That's all I do when I jerk off," he said, "Squeeze it a little harder, and move your hand up and down on it." Stacy gave a couple of clumsy tugs on his cock and he yelped with discomfort. She stopped and looked at him, scared she had hurt him. But he smiled warmly.
His face was flushed with excitement. "Slow, gently." he coaxed. "Don't try to pull it out by the roots, Stacy." Her fist began to shuck up and down slowly, and she watched his face to judge his reaction. He smiled in reassurance. And then he began running his own hand up the inside of ha naked thigh.
He worked slowly but surely toward her blonde cunt. "Yes, touch me between my legs, Tim. I want you to," she urged. "Play with my pussy. Make me wet." Tim couldn't help but wonder where she'd learned to talk this way. It wasn't like her at all. It we as if something had happened to her since he'd last seen her, but he had no idea what it was. Right now, there was no time to worry about it. His hand was nearing heaven and he wanted to concentrate one hundred percent on her cunt.
"It's getting harder! It's getting bigger!" she yelped, gazing down at his solidly erecting prick. "I guess I must be jerking you off right, huh?" "Hmmm," Tim grunted absently.
He was running his fingers through her blonde pussy hair. Below, he could see the pulpy cunt slabs and the crack in between. It was his first-ever glimpse of a real live cunt. Stacy pumped her hand up and down more and more quickly, confident now that she had the knack.
His cock had really hardened in he fist, so that she knew if she let it go it would stick up toward the ceiling like a steel bar. The fold of skin over the cockhead had long since peeled back all the way, so that the pink prickhead shone wetly. Stacy was proud of how quickly she'd learned her stuff. "Yow!" she yelped suddenly. Tim had pried back the outer lips of her pussy and poked his middle finger inside her. " Timmy! You naughty boy!"
"You like that? My finger feel good inside your pussy?" He was swirling his finger around, widening the hole of her cunt. He outer cunt lips were folding back for him. "Yes! It's nice!" she admitted. She squirmed on the couch and held onto his cock for dear life.
"Shit, what if Mr. and Mrs. Benson come home now?" he laughed. "I don't think they'd let you come babysitting again, Stace!"
"They won't be home for hours." she reassured him. But the mention of the Bensons gave her an idea. Suddenly, she stopped jerking on his cock and stared at him.
"What's the matter, Stace? Why are you looking at me like that?" he asked. His finger continued to probe deeper inside her gooey pussy.
"Tim, would you like to fuck me?" she asked, her eyes full of mischief. "Would you like to shove your cock inside me and fuck properly, like real adults do?" "Sure, Stace! Sure I would." he gulped.
Actually, the idea had never occurred to him till now. Never in a million years had he expected to see Stacy's tits tonight, let alone her cunt. Now here she was talking about actual fucking! Just what had gotten into her lately?
"Then let's go into the bedroom! Let's use Mr. and Mrs. Benson's bed!" she grinned. "Oh please, Tim! This will be my first time and everything! I want it to be in a nice big bed. Just as if we were living together or something!"
"Sure, Stacy, okay." he said a little uncertainly. He stared at her, unsure of what to do next.
Suddenly Stacy was standing up, and his finger was forced from her cunt in one quick motion. She began untangling her panties and jeans from around her ankles, and he followed her example. It took him a little longer, for he had a shirt and sweater to contend with, but soon the two of them were completely naked.
Then they were scampering down the hall to the bedroom, gasping and giggling like children. But their bodies were far from child-like.
Stacy's big tits bounced and jiggled as she ran. Cunt juice dripped down the insides of her thighs.
Tim's cock, now a solid seven inches long, jutted out in front of him and swayed up and down like a spring. His hard-on drooled a single drop of pre-cum from its split tip.
"You're sure they won't be home anytime soon?" he asked, standing beside the Benson's huge double bed at last.
"Not a chance," Stacy said.
She was folding back the sheets and climbing into bed. Her tits rolled in front of her, the nipples swollen. She lay back and spread her legs. With the fingers of one hand she pried open the lips of her cunt. She patted the place beside her and smiled at him. Tim damn near pole-vaulted into bed beside her.
His cock was swollen from her expert hand job and his balls were aching. He felt like he'd died and gone to heaven. He was going to fuck Stacy Burns, the sexiest, most beautiful girl in school. And he hadn't had to do anything! It was as if she'd set the whole thing up for him.
"Fuck me, Tim. Shove your cock inside me and fuck me silly," she said. She grabbed hold of his prick and pulled it down between her legs. She tried to guide it into her cunt. She wanted his cock inside her so bad.
Her fist jacked up and down on his prick as she hauled it down, and he wanted to warn her to be careful. It wouldn't take much to make him cum at this stage. He stared at her naked teenage body with the legs spread wide, and he gasped out loud. He moaned at the thought of actually shoving his cock inside this beautiful young girl.
"Quickly, Tim!" she urged. "Hurry up and put your cock inside me. I've got to know what it feels like. I can't wait any longer."
She nudged the head of his cock down onto the open lips of her pussy. And with a little jerk of her hips, she folded her cunt lips over the purple dome. Tim sank forward, and suddenly the head of his cock and two inches of solid cockshaft had disappeared up Stacy's cunt.
He stared down in disbelief as the rest of his prick slid effortlessly up inside her, inch after inch. There was no resistance. Her cunt was wet and greasy and seemed to suck his cock inside.
"All the way, Tim! Shove it all the way inside me!" she urged. She humped her ass up high off the bed, impaling herself on his prick.
She always thought it would be painful, the first time a cock was fucked up her cunt. But there was no discomfort at all. His solid prickshaft slid up inside her pussy easily. And in no time his crotch hair meshed with hers and his cock was in her all the way. His balls nestled against the crack of her ass. His belly lay flat on hers. He gazed down into her eyes for a second and then sank his chest down onto her big cushioning tits.
"It's in all the way, Stacy… do you feel it?" he hissed. "My cock is stuffed all the way up inside you!"
"Mmmmm, I feel it. It's lovely! I feel so good," she cooed. "Shove it back and forth inside me, Tim. Fuck me hard!" Tim began to pump his ass up and down, feeding her lengths of cock with steady strokes.
As if she'd been fucking for years, Stacy scissored her legs up on either side of him and snaked her arms around his shoulders. She tried to stay still, to let him get into a rhythm. But she couldn't keep herself from jerking her crotch up at him. She met each of his fuck-thrusts with a little hump of her own.
"We're fucking, Stacy! We're really fucking!" he groaned, crazy with joy. "Does it feel good for you, too?"
"It feels great, Timmy! I love how your cock feels inside me, fuck me deeper! Cram your cock deep up my hot cunt!"
The bed began to squeak with all the motion The coverlet rose and fell over Tim's ass, Stacy ran her hands up and down his back. Eventually she clutched at his ass cheeks and dug her fingers into the flesh. She wanted to draw his cock deeper inside her, but he was already in her to the hilt. His balls kept smacking gently into the crook of her thighs.
"It feels so nice! I love to fuck!" she muttered. And she looked up at him with glazed eyes. She meant every word. She'd had no idea fucking felt this good, or she'd have started long ago. There was a strange look on Tim's face, she noticed. He almost looked as if he were in pain.
And before Stacy realized what was happening, he was groaning wildly and biting his bottom lip. Suddenly his whole body shuddered on top of her. And then he was heaving back, pulling his cock from her cunt. He planted his prick on top of her pussy mound and humped her wildly. And then a streamer of silver cum jetted up over her belly and smacked her under her right tit.
Stacy couldn't believe her eyes. He was cumming, just the way Mr. Caldicott had, splattering his jism all over her naked body. Even as she watched, another jet of cum spurted from his prick and slithered all the way up her belly and into her cleavage. His cum zig-zagged up her body like a strip of wet paint, all warm and gooey, Crossing the first jizz-jet at an angle.
"No, Timmy! Not yet!" she groaned. 'Don't cum yet! Fuck me some more!"
But another jet of jism shot free. And another one. Till Stacy's belly and rib cage were awash with cum. Strings of cock cream poured off her flanks and soiled the undersides of her tits. Her navel was overflowing with a pretty pool of silver goo. She might have been frightened if she hadn't already had a similar experience with Mr. Caldicott. She knew what was happening now of course. She knew what a man's cum looked like.
But she was disappointed. As the final jet of cum spurted from the youth's cock, she curled her fingers around the cockshaft. And already it was growing limp and slack. Strings of cum trickled from his cock tip over her fingers. She squeezed the prickshaft and milked out the dregs. But no amount of squeezing would keep his cock hard. In less than a minute, his cock was limp as a noodle in her fist.
"So soon, Timmy. You came so soon. And all over me." she groaned.
"I'm sorry, Stace. I couldn't help it. You turned me on so much!"
"Do you think you could fuck me again? she asked hopefully.
"Gee, Stace, I don't think so," he moaned "I'd better go. What if the Bensons come home and everything?"
Stacy sighed and let the boy's cock go. Her pussy felt so empty and abandoned. She ran her fingers through the cock cream splattered across her belly and wondered what she had to do to get herself fucked properly.