It was a restless weekend for Stacy. Her fuck-session with Tim had gotten her all hot and bothered. She'd been looking forward to cumming again, just like when Mr. Caldicott ate her cunt. Her pussy had been wet and juicy and ready for a nice long fuck. But Tim had disappointed her. She spent a day and a half in limbo, her feelings on edge the whole time. She had another babysitting job on Sunday afternoon, and by the time this was over she was ready to climb the walls. She tried to do some school work, but she just couldn't concentrate.
Finally, against her better judgement, she phoned up Mr. Caldicott. The thought of going over to his place again and letting him fuck her with that huge cock of his was scary. But anything was better than pacing around like a cat in heat.
She asked him if he'd developed the photographs he'd taken of her. She needed some excuse for phoning, after all. She couldn't come right out and ask him if he wanted to fuck her. He said yes, the photographs were ready. Would she care to come over and see them?
Within the hour, she was over at his townhouse, sipping a soft drink and examining the filthy, outrageous shots he'd collected. He had them arranged on a table in sequence, starting with her fully dressed poses.
"Boy, they really turned out well, didn't they?" she said, amazed at how beautiful and sexy she looked. "I thought they would be terrible."
"They're great photographs, if I do say so myself," he smiled. "But that's because you me a great model. You're a natural at this sort of thing, Stacy. And I want to do another session with you real soon."
"Right now?" she said hopefully, her face bright with anticipation.
"Not tonight, no. I'm not prepared. Sometime soon. We'll arrange a day."
Stacy couldn't hide her disappointment She was quiet for a while as she studied each of the dirty photographs in turn. It was weird, but she was actually growing excited looking at erotic pictures of herself. She smiled as she saw herself opening up her blouse and showing off her tits, then raising her skirt and pulling down her panties. A flush of embarrassment spread over her face at the shots of her on the bed, pulling her cunt lips apart and showing her pink pussy folds.
"I really was naughty, wasn't I?" she giggled, moving on to the last photographs in the sequence.
They showed her against the heap of pillows with a glazed, exhausted look on her face. Her neck, her tits, her belly were all streaked and splattered with glistening cum. Globs of the stuff were everywhere, plastering her skin like paint. She stared into the camera as if she couldn't figure out what bad hit her. The childish, rather dumb expression on her face made her look even more erotic.
"You were great," he praised. "These are some of the sexiest shots I've ever taken."
"I was a mess." She blushed. "I guess I must have gotten you pretty excited, huh?"
She glanced at the front of his pants, to see if he was getting as turned on as she was by the dirty pictures. And there was a definite cock-bulge there, all right. But it was hard to tell if he was excited or if the bulge was just his huge cock in its normal state. She gave him her sexiest, most coy smile and decided to go for broke.
"How about now? Are you getting excited at all, looking at these photos and everything?" She'd worn a little lipstick, and now she ran her tongue over her mouth and made her lips shine wetly. She gazed up at him from under her long eyelashes.
"Little girl, I always get excited when I think of you," he smiled. But he made no move to touch her. He stood by the table and stared down at her like a fond uncle. Stacy couldn't figure it out. If he was so excited, why wasn't he making a pass at her?
He began collecting the dirty photographs and sliding them into a manila envelope. She got the feeling that if she didn't say something else he might ask her to leave. He was acting so casually, as if they had no further business together now that she'd seen the pictures.
"Mr. Caldicott, you can fuck me if you like," she blurted, unable to stop herself. "I'll let you. I want you to. Remember last time? You promised you would."
Caldicott put the envelope full of photographs to one side and turned to face her. He smiled slightly. This was exactly what he wanted. She was acting just the way he wished her to. There would be little need for pressuring her to do things from now on. She was obviously deeply curious and excited about sex since their first session. He'd primed her expertly, and now she was ripe and willing.
"Stacy, angel," he soothed. "I'd love to fuck you. I really would. But I had a busy night last night. I'm not even sure I could get it up at this stage."
All this was true. One of his regular girlfriends had spent the night with him and she'd fucked him ragged. He had little interest in another session of straight fucking so soon afterwards. However, there were other things to do.
And cute little Stacy Burns was just the girl to do them with. He cradled her shoulders with his hands and forced her gently, slowly to her knees in front of him.
"I'll show you what the problem is," he went on casually. "Open up my pants and pull down my shorts. You'll soon see."
This was more like if, Stacy thought. Eagerly, she fumbled with his belt and fly. And without further instructions she tugged his slacks down off his hips. His shorts bulged out grossly, but it was obvious his cock wasn't hard. She gripped the elastic top of his briefs and pulled them down. His prick, all pink and puffy, swayed out heavily from between his legs.
"See what I mean? Totally useless," he sneered. He sounded really disgusted with himself. "That's no good for fucking today, I'm afraid."
His soft prick was a good eight inches long, and as thick as Stacy's forearm. But it just hung there limply. At the sight of his cock, Stacy had the same flash of anxiety she'd had the first time. Would such a huge cock hurt her when it was all stiff and hard? Well, she was willing to try anything once. His cock was huge. It was gross. But it was the only cock available to her.
"We could make it hard," she said brightly. "I could pump it in my hand or something. You know… jerk you off."
"You could, I suppose," Caldicott said doubtfully. "But there's a better way. How about giving me a blow-job?"
"Blow-job?"
"Yeah, you know… using your mouth on me. Sucking my cock. What's the matter? Does the idea disgust you?"
Stacy gazed up at him dumbly. She honestly didn't know what he was talking about. Use her mouth on him? Did he mean for her to kiss his cock then. the way he'd kissed her pussy last time? Was that it? She looked down at his huge dangling prick and then up into his face again. She didn't know what to say. Just when she thought she knew all about sex, here she was all confused again.
"I figured you'd be disgusted. I guess we'd better forget the whole thing," he said, reaching down to pull his pants up.
"No! Wait a minute. I'll do anything you say, Mr. Caldicott," Stacy gasped. "But you'll have to show me what to do. You want me to kiss your thing, is that it?"
Caldicott grunted. "It's not my thing. What did I tell you last time? I want you to say the dirty words. It's my cock. Say it. It's my fucking cock!"
"Your cock. Okay. Your cock," she mumbled. "Do you want me to kiss your cock or what?"
"Yes. I want you to kiss and lick my cock and anything else I tell you to kiss and lick, okay? But you've got to beg me first, like I told you last time. Are you ready to beg and plead to do dirty things to me, little girl'"
"Yes! Yes!" Stacy nearly shouted. She felt silly there on her hands and knees, facing Mr. Caldicott's huge dangling prick. But if kissing and licking his prick would get it hard, the, maybe he'd fuck her after all. Maybe she'd finally find out what it was like to have a huge, rock-hard cock fuck her for a long time.
"Do you want me to take my clothes off?" she asked.
"Just your top. I'd like to see those fantastic tits again while you're sucking me."
Quickly, Stacy opened up her shirt and tossed it aside. Again, she wore no bra, and her magnificent tits bounced free.
He couldn't help gasping a little at the sight of the teenager's tits, even though he was by now very familiar with them. He'd really never seen tits so beautiful in all his past experience.
"On second thought, take everything off," he said suddenly. "That way, I can give you a little lesson in four-letter words as we go along."
Stacy grinned happily and unzipped her jeans. She kicked her legs in the air and forced the pants down her thighs and off altogether. He watched as she peeled off her panties and tossed them away. Only days ago, it had taken him ages to get her undressed. Now she did it for him as if they'd been lovers for months. When she was completely nude, she got on her knees in front of his naked crotch and stared up at him.
"What's that?" he asked her, pointing down to her crotch.
"My pussy." she said, getting the idea. She knew it excited him, hearing her mouth dirty words.
"What else?"
"My cunt."
"What else?"
"My twat," she grinned.
"And what are those?" He gestured at her chest.
"My tits!" she laughed.
Next he began gesturing at his own body. When he wanted her to think of more names, he kept pointing in the same direction again and again. He really made her think when he first pointed at his crotch. Each time, she said a word he obviously wanted to hear more.
"Your cock!" she grinned. Then she was forced to continue. "Your dick! Your prick! Your fucker!"
"You learn fast, little girl," he laughed, pointing at the dangling hairy sac in back of his cock.
"Your balls! Your nuts!" she squealed. "And what are you going to do to my balls, little girl?" he coaxed.
"Kiss them?" Stacy said after a moment's hesitation. "Lick them? Suck them?"
"Right on all three counts. And with my cock?"
"I'm going to kiss it and lick it and suck it!"
"So? Beg me for it, you little bitch! Beg me!"
"Please, Mr. Caldicott, can I kiss your cock?" she begged, in her best little-girl voice. "Pretty please, may I lick and suck your big cock?"
His huge prick was dangling just inches from her face now, and without being instructed further she leaned forward and planted a soft, wet kiss just in back of the gross purple cockhead. It was warm and pleasant against her lips, and she opened her mouth and scraped her tongue quickly, shyly, up part of the puffy prickshaft. Immediately, his prick twitched and rolled gently along the side of her cheek.
"I want to suck your cock so bad, Mr. Caldicott," she went on. "But I'm just a poor little girl who doesn't know how. Will you teach me, pretty please? Will you teach me to suck your big hard cock?"
"Kiss it some more. Lick the shaft," he instructed, his voice tense. "Use your hot little mouth all over it, as if you were slurping on an ice cream cone."
Stacy kissed his cock in back of the cockhead again, and then halfway up the cockshaft. A third kiss ended up on the cock base, in amongst his crotch hair. Then she stuck out her tongue and licked all the way from the head to the base and back again. She followed a thick blue vein which had just started to swell and throb in the left side of the cockshaft.
"Very good, little girl. Very good for a beginner," he praised. He stared down at her angelic face as it tilted and swooped around his colossal cock. She looked too young and innocent for words.
"Does it feel good? Am I doing it right?" she asked, her face full of teasing humor.
"What do you think, you little slut?" he grunted.
His cock was definitely stiffening. It wasn't dangling loosely anymore, but was a solid pole jutting out and down at an angle. She took his prick into her hand. It was getting too springy to control with just her mouth. And she began licking and kissing crazily, scraping her tongue up and down on the pulsing prickshaft. Her eyes rolled up toward his face whenever possible. She wanted to keep track of his reaction every step of the way.
"Can I lick your balls now, Mr. Caldicott?" she asked suddenly. "Please, pretty please, may I lick and kiss your big hairy balls?" He groaned as he felt her velvet tongue start to curl and snake over the heavy sac of his balls.
She was poking each of them in turn, forcing them to sway this way and that. Her tongue scraped over his left ball and then his right. She held his still-growing cock up out of the way as she worked. It grew steadily thicker in her slender fingers.
"Can I suck your balls, Mr. C.? Please, please, can I suck your big hairy balls?" She pouted, as if she were a child being denied her favorite candy.
Without waiting for an answer, she dipped her head and took one swollen ball into her mouth. She let it roll back on her tongue and then closed her lips over it. She began to suck the ball, curling her tongue on it and bathing it in the wetness of her mouth. Her head reared back a little and the skin of his ball sac stretched. He moaned with pleasure.
The little bitch really was a fast learner, he thought. With some of his older girlfriends, he'd had to spend weeks persuading them to do stuff like this. And here was this sweet and innocent young girl, little more than a child, slurping and sucking on his balls like an eager whore. Life was sure full of surprises. He watched her spit out his ball and shift over to the other one without being told. She smiled up at him as her lips closed over this second swollen ball.
He would be able to do anything he wanted with this little girl. There was nothing she wouldn't try, if he told her to. And already thoughts of all the dirty, dirty things he would get her to do were springing into his head. His cock grew harder and harder in her fist as he made his plans. His balls grew heavy and numb as the sweet teenager sucked on them.
"May I suck your cock now, Mr. Caldicott? Pretty please?" She pouted. "I want to put your cock in my mouth so bad! Will you let me?"
His prick was nearly ten inches long in her fist, and very hard and heavy. She had to back off and bring it down and around in front of her face. She licked up and around the gross purple cockhead for a moment, wetting it nicely. Then her lips pouted and folded dorm steadily over the shiny dome. The cockhead slid over her tongue and bumped against the roof of her mouth. She angled her face down and let his prick slip deeper between her lips.
"Oh yes, suck that cock!" he groaned. "That's a good little bitch! Use your hot mouth on my big hard prick!"
Stacy felt the cock head far in the back of her mouth, and then in her throat. Her cheeks hollowed. Her lips stretched around the cockshaft. Before long, she had five inches of rock-hard cock meat inside her mouth. And she paused, her fingers clutching the cock base.
She wasn't sure what to do next. She felt as though she couldn't go forward and she couldn't go back. "Fuck, this is great!" Caldicott moaned. "To have your cock stuck in the mouth of a sweet teenaged girl! Suck that cock, bitch! Move your hand up and down!"
So that was it, Stacy thought. She immediately drew her mouth back up the shaft of the cock, till only the prickhead throbbed on her tongue.
Then down again she plunged, taking five, six, almost seven inches of prick between her lips this time. She repeated the move, again and again and again. She set up a rhythm with her head, bobbing it up and down along his cock. The upper part of the cockshaft was soon shiny with her saliva.
He helped her a little. He placed one hand on top of her head and humped his hips in and out, literally feeding her lengths of his hard-on.
A couple of times, he damn near got eight inches of stiff cockmeat into her mouth. Her cock-sucking was terrific. She used her tongue every which way. He could feel his balls beginning to ache with the strain. He'd have a load of cum to spurt soon that would rival his first load with her.
"Am I sucking you good? Does it feel nice?" she asked, suddenly slipping her mouth off his hard-on.
"Yes! Fucking great! Don't stop, you silly little twat! Suck it hard! Put it back in your mouth! Suck my cock till I shoot my load!"
His load, thought Stacy. His load! His sperm! So he wanted to cum in her mouth. He didn't really want to fuck her at all. And what was she supposed to do when he spurted? There was so much of it last time. Absolutely quarts. Would she choke? Would she drown in cum? What was she supposed to do, swallow it or spit it out or what?
"I've gotten it real hard," she gasped, letting his cock snap from her mouth. "You could fuck me now… if you wanted to. It's big and hard enough to fuck with."
"Put it back in your mouth! Suck it! I'll tell you if we fuck or not," he grunted. "Suck my big prick and don't stop till I tell you."
Stacy pouted, but she did as she was told. Her head began bobbing up and down again on his thick prick. But her mind was racing. Why didn't he want to fuck her? Was it because she was so young looking? Maybe that was it. Or maybe he didn't want to hurt her with his huge prick. It was very frustrating, whatever the reason.
"You ever had a mouth full of jizz, bitch?" He leered down at her. "You ever had globs of hot spunk pouring down your throat?"
Stacy gazed up at him but went right on sucking. Her head stopped bobbing up and down now, and she concentrated on teasing his cock head with her lips and tongue. Her fist began to rotate on his cock base, twisting it as if she wanted to unscrew it. Her mouth and fist squeaked on the stiff prickshaft. Her spit made it glisten brightly.
"How about in your face? Ever had a steaming hot load of cum dripping and drooling down your pretty face?" he went on. She was barely listening. She bobbed her head some more, twisted his prick base in her fist.
And she prepared herself for whatever weirdness he had in mind. He wasn't going to fuck her, that much was obvious. Either he was going to cum in her mouth or in her face. All she could do was let him. She certainly couldn't argue. She slid her mouth up and down on his prick without complaint.
It was kind of nice though, to have a man's cock in her mouth, she thought. It wasn't as good as fucking, maybe, but she could sure get to enjoy it. And obviously, Mr. Caldicott loved it. She could tell from his grunts and groans, and the way his hips humped back and forth.
She could barely get a third of his cock in her mouth now, it was so big and thick. Her lips were stretched grossly around it, and she could feel every bump and ripple and vein in the hard cockshaft.
"Get ready for a mouthful of jizz, little girl. Get ready to eat cum," he grunted. He fucked his prick through the cradle of her fingers and into the oval of her lips. He groaned deeply.
And suddenly Stacy felt a gushing sensation and her mouth was full of cock cream. A heavy wad of cum rolled across her tongue and clogged her throat.
She was too scared to swallow, and she gazed up at him in panic. Her cheeks ballooned out as a second huge blast of cum spurted into her mouth. Two heavy streams of silver cum poured from the corners of her lips and drooled down her chin. They ended up dangling from her face.
Another jet of cum spurted into her mouth, till it was full to capacity. Stacy was gagging, choking. And now two more thick strings of cum overflowed her lips and poured down her chin.
Gamely, she stayed with his cock, clutching its base in her fist and keeping it locked between her lips. But suddenly he was the one pulling it free. He took his cock from her as it slipped from her lips. He aimed it at her face and began jerking off.
A gross wall of cock cream poured from Stacy's half-open mouth. It slopped down her chin and off her face before drooling onto her tits.
Jism poured from her lips in a never-ending flow. Her tongue was heavy with cum. The goo hung from her teeth in thick strands.
"Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck!" he groaned. And he watched as a long jet of jism shot from his cock and splattered Stacy full in the face.
She winced, then shut her eyes in disbelief as the jizz-jet slopped over the bridge of her nose and across her forehead.
She could feel warm cum drooling down her nose and chin like thick syrup. She wanted to reach up and wipe it off, but she had a feeling he wanted to see her face soiled like this. She waited passively for the rest of his cum-load.
More jism smacked into her face in gross jets. One looped over her nose and slithered off down her cheek. The other splashed over her eye and hung off her lashes before forming a letter S across her cheek and mouth.
How gross she must look, Stacy thought, her pretty young face splattered with cum this way. But she knew she was turning him on. And in a final effort to excite him, she began talking dirty with jism still drooling from her lips.
"Yes, cum in my mouth and all over my face!" she groaned. "Spurt your lovely hot jizz all over my face! I love it! Don't stop! Cum all over me! Blind me with cum!" "Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck!" was all he could say.
He let go of his spent cock, and she grabbed it eagerly. "Cover my face with cum! Spurt it all over me!" she begged.
And she rubbed his softening cock into her cheeks and nose and mouth, spreading his creamy cum about on her face like lotion.