Brad Dixon's bare feet moved him noiselessly across the dirt floor of the old shed while he stared at the sleeping teenaged blonde. She was sprawled out on her back, her head turned to one side so that her cheek rested against her shoulder. The afternoon sun, filtering in through the wall's warped boards, dimly lighted the shed's interior. The metal bedstead was old and rusty, the mattress faded and lumpy under her motionless body.
Brad stopped beside the bed and then peered down at the doll, assuring himself that she was, indeed, alive. In slow and even rhythm her bosom rose and fell; each time she inhaled she revealed more of her golden, naked breasts. They were like two luscious ripe pears, seductively mounted under the low neckline of her yellow cotton dress.
The shifting of her body had twisted and tightened the cloth around her middle, outlining the tiny waist and the full rounded flare of her hips. The hem of her dress had worked itself up to mid-thigh. Her legs were parted, the naked thighs creamy and the calves shapely. One bare foot slowly stirred and rubbed sensuously against the other one. She shifted slightly, as though aware of Brad's presence. But she didn't awaken.
The latest movement of her sexy body had pulled the hem of her dress a few inches higher. Brad silently sucked air into his feverish mouth as his glance went to the delicious juncture of her thighs. Her thatch was a golden fluff of soft tendrils, framing the moist pink slit nestled between her mounded pussy lips.
Brad exhaled softly, blowing downward onto his naked chest, trying to cool his skin. It didn't help much because the source of the heat was in his crotch. He pulled forward on the waistband of his trunks and directed another gust of air into the opening between his trunks and belly. His red and gorged cock powered itself erect; then it's wet, inflamed eye stared up at him, as though begging to be released from the restricting garment.
His eyes flicked back to the girl because she'd moaned sleepily. Her eyes opened, soft and misty with sleep. For several seconds they stared silently at each other.
"Hi," she finally said.
Brad nodded in return.
Now that she'd awakened she squirmed a bit, as though trying to work her buttocks and shoulders deeper into the lumpy mattress. The hem of her dress crept up a few inches higher, but her hands remained at her sides and made no attempt to pull it down. Her seductive pussy was clearly visible. As Brad stared at it he saw that the moist, swollen lips spasmed, almost in the same delicious rhythm of the blood throbbing in his cock.
She asked, "How long have you been here?"
Brad shrugged. "A couple of minutes."
"Mmmmmm." She raised her head and her fingers sent the long strands of golden hair streaming out across the mattress before she settled back down again. "I'm glad you didn't leave before I awoke."
"Why?" Brad asked.
"Why?" She blinked rapidly, as though unable to comprehend his question. Then she smiled. "Just guess."
Slowly she pulled up her legs, bending them at the knees while the soles of her bare feet settled onto the mattress' surface. Then she pulled her knees apart, stretching the muscles in her firm, golden thighs and exposing to his gaze her gorged and swollen cunt, the inner folds crimson and glistening with moisture.
Brad groaned hoarsely because her depraved and lusty position had intensified the aching in his groin. He wanted to tear off his trunks and throw himself between the invitingly parted thighs, but he forced himself to hold back because he had never seen her before, and he didn't know where she'd come from
"If you can't guess, I can't wait," she said. "Just fuck me. Come on, let's do it!"
Her hands had moved down to her hips and now they headed for her crotch. Her fingers caressed the insides of her thighs before the fingertips gently massaged the moist, golden tendrils. Roughly Brad opened the front of his trunks and shoved them down his legs, hurrying because her fingertips had already crept to her swollen pussy lips. She pulled them apart gently to expose the wet, dark red entrance of her vagina.
While his bare feet kicked free of his trunks he saw that her glance was fixed on his erection. The head of the flared crown was now filmed with juice that had bubbled out of the slitted eye; his cock was a thick long shaft that angled out from his dark pubic thatch.
Her body rocked back and forth while she sat up and wriggled out of the yellow dress. She flung it aside; then she was naked, facing him on her knees. Her golden pear-shaped tits were hard and jutting, the tips uplifted so that the stiff and red nipples pointed towards the shed's dilapidated ceiling.
Her long, pink tongue swabbed at her lower lip. Hungrily eyeing his erection she marveled, "So big and hard. Your cock's almost as big as the one I was dreaming about." She reached out to him. Her sharp fingernails dug into his hips, and then she pulled him towards the bed.
Brad's hands shot forward and captured her hot, jutting tits. Roughly his hands spasmed and clutched while his fingertips dug into the heated mounds and his thumbs gouged the erect nipples.
He gasped audibly because she'd lowered her head and her hot tongue had made contact with the head of his throbbing cock. The moist roughness of her tongue slowly swirled around the perimeter of his cockhead. Then she pursed her lips and sucked vigorously at the end of his seeping cock while her hand gently caressed his moist and quivering asshole.
"Oh, baby," Brad murmured.
He shoved his tingling pelvis forward. The tip of his sensitive cockhead pressured against her front teeth. Delicious sensations jolted through his groin. Abruptly she pulled her head back and settled her shoulders onto the lumpy mattress.
"Suck it!" Brad urged.
"No," she replied. "Not now."
Her legs were forked, her calves rubbed sensuously against the sides of his legs. "I asked you first. I want to be fucked."
"Yeah," Brad muttered.
He stared down at the lusty, golden body that squirmed about on the mattress. Her eyes had become glazed with passion. Her red lips were swollen under her flickering tongue. Her hard tits seemed to quiver as they offered him the erect red nipples. Between her fidgeting thighs the yellow-fringed cunt was a puffed mound bisected by a seeping, inflamed gash. It seemed so small and vulnerable that Brad wondered whether it would be able to fit itself around his thick, veined cock.
"Do it to me!" she murmured. "What are you waiting for?"
"Nothing!" Brad had long forgotten that he'd never seen the blonde before. It didn't matter whether she was a neighbor of his best friends, or one of their relatives.
He felt the strong and marked quivering of his cock as his hand curled around the heated staff. His other hand felt the old and rough surface of the mattress as he fell forward, propping himself above her on one arm.
Her legs forked wider, pulling apart the lips of her cunt so that the red, wet gash was fully exposed. His flared and purple cockhead, directed by his guiding hand, made contact with her waiting cunt opening. Fire bellowed in the head of his cock; but her cunt was a searing flame that enveloped his probing cockhead.
He heard her ecstatic gurgling. Then his own hoarse and lusty moan drowned out her sounds as the head of his mushroomed cock penetrated her seething pussy. Roughly the purple flanges of his knob splayed apart her twitching cunt lips. Brad's hips powered forward; his swollen cock bludgeoned into her tight cunt channel.
"Oooooooeeeeeee!" she wailed lustily. "It's sooooo big and hot!"
His hands dipped under her quivering buttocks and pulled them upwards. His stiff shaft plunged inches deeper into her slippery vaginal sheath. Her legs clamped themselves around his waist, pulling him against her so that they were welded together. Before he tore his glance away from their completed union he saw that his hair was smashed against her matted blonde thatch.
Already her pelvis had begun to buck and bounce, jiggling so that her vaginal channel massaged the length of his imbedded hardness.
"Ohhhh-that's so good-" she whimpered. "Feels so good-good-I can't stand it!"
Brad humped and drove his cock in and out of the hot, quivering channel while his hands mauled the moist, rounded cheeks of her ass. Wild and delicious sensations jolted through his groin, and he felt the onrush of his climax.
"Come!" he grunted. "Dammit come-because I've already started!"
"Ohhhhhh-ohhhhh-yes-now I'm coming!"
Her body bounced wildly and heaved underneath him as he drove his exploding shaft in and out of the slick and spasming cunt channel. His come was a lance of fire that exploded in his crotch and then jolted through his plunging cock.
Savagely he drove his cock to the hilt inside of her. He sucked one of her hard stiff nipples. He clenched his fingers and dug his nails into the moist and velvety skin of her buttocks. Her pelvis drummed viciously against his.
And then he felt the wild and suctioning force of her cunt. It pulled at his spurting cock; the jolting jets of his semen shot into seething depths while her climaxing pussy milked his imbedded shaft.
It was finished, quickly and beautifully.
He collapsed and sprawled out on top of her. The tips of her hot nipples dug into his chest; the moist surface of her belly quivered against his. Her cunt was a glowing, suctioning sleeve around his weakening shaft. Her legs loosened around his waist and slid down the sides of his legs.
He pushed himself off the top of her. His pink, spent cock slipped out of her cunt. The strands of rich, thick cream that streamed out of her crack added fresh stains to the discolored mattress beneath her.
She squirmed sensually. Her hands lightly stroked the sides of her golden breasts while she pulled her legs together. Again one bare foot rubbed against the other.
"Mmmmmmm," she said softly. "That was terrific-" Her blue eyes stared up at him. "What's your name?"
"Brad."
"Mine's Penny. Short for Penelope."
He glanced down at himself. His creamed cock looped down from his crotch like a length of pink rope. He felt a warm jolt in the tingling staff, a resurgence that hungered for another penetration of her hot and wonderful pussy.
Looking at her again he saw that she had squirmed forward so that she was seated on the edge of the bed. Her feet dangled inches above the floor while she reached out for her yellow dress.
He asked, "Do you have to leave now?"
"No. Do you?"
He shook his head. "I've got a whole week."
Her face brightened. "Really? So do II" Her eyes crackled as she looked at him. "Where do you live?"
He pulled his head back, nodding in a direction somewhere behind him. "I'm staying at the Warren place. They're friends of mine. They invited me to make use of their house during my week's vacation. This shed is part of their property. And what are you doing here?"
Slowly Penny slid forward until the soles of her feet settled onto the shed's dirt floor. Then she stood up. Her fingers sent the long strands of golden hair to the backs of her shoulders. The movements of her arms caused the hard and jutting breasts to surge seductively.
"I'm a student at Greenwood Manor," she said softly. "It's a girls' school."
"Where is it located?"
"About ten miles from here, if you go by the road. It's less-much less-than that if you cut across the country. That's what I did."
Brad's glance moved slowly over the lusty curves of her naked, golden body. Her felt the wonderful heat flaring up in his crotch again as his glance savored the wet and matted tendrils of her pussy. Disappointedly he said, "And now you have to go back."
"Oh, no!" she replied. "Not unless I want to. And I don't want to. Do you want me to go back to Greenwood tonight?"
Brad shook his head. She moved across the space that separated them. She slipped her arms around his neck, and he felt the wild and wonderful sensations crackle through his body. Fire exploded in his groin the instant her hard and fiery tits pressured against his chest and her damp crotch mauled his.
"Don't go back," he mumbled, "unless you want to."
"I don't want to go back. I'm like you. I've got a whole week's vacation. Isn't that wonderful?"
"Yes. It's great."
And then it was sensational as his mouth found hers. Swirling thrusts of her heated tongue filled his mouth while her rolling pelvis massaged her hot and damp pussy against his hardening cock.
Finally he said, "Let's go up to the house."
Her nakedness continued to rub against him as she loosened her embrace. She continued to stand close to him. Her head was tipped forward while she watched her hand gently massage his revived erection.
"Oh, that's such a big, wonderful cock," she purred in a low and husky voice. "I want it inside of me-again and again. Right now I'd want you to fuck me with it again, if we weren't going to the house. Maybe I'll even suck it for you, because that's what you wanted me to do. Isn't it?"
"I don't know," Brad replied, still remembering the fierce and ecstatic sensations while his shaft had shuttled in and out of her juicy cunt. "Let's say I want you to suck it, only if it will feel better than when I'm fucking you."
She moved away from him and picked up her dress. She slipped it over her head, and her sexy body wriggled as the material slid down her sides. "Well," she said, "that will be up to you."
He picked up his shorts, pulled them up his legs and fastened them at the waist. Penny started towards the door, her hips swaying provocatively with each step.
Brad stared after her, remembering the different times Bill and Betty Warren had urged him to take advantage of their country home during his vacation. They'd never mentioned that there was a girls' school nearby. Brad didn't know now whether they'd forgotten to mention it, or if they'd never thought he might meet one of the school's students.
Penny was now outside the shed. Caught in the full rays of the evening sun, the lines of her sexy body were clearly visible through the thin dress. Brad felt the wonderful jolt of passion in his crotch. Quickly he went outside the shed, and then they were walking towards the Warren house.
She asked, "When did your vacation start, Brad?"
"Actually, it doesn't start until next Monday."
While they walked he told her that very early this morning he'd started driving. It had taken him until noon to get to the Warren house. Because he'd never been here before it had required another hour before he'd found the house, hidden away in the country. After he'd unpacked his clothes and stowed away all the food he'd brought along he'd undressed and put on his shorts. By that time he'd been so bored being by himself that he'd decided to go for a walk. He'd caught sight of the old shed and out of curiosity walked to it and gone inside to look around.
Both of Penny's hands squeezed his arm and she pressed her soft cheek against his shoulder. "I'm so glad you took that walk. Maybe we were just supposed to meet this afternoon!"
She explained that this was the week that the teachers held annual meetings and seminars, to prepare themselves for the remaining term. Like Brad, Penny's vacation officially started on the following Monday. Including today, she now had eight days in which she didn't have to study or attend classes.
Joyously she threw her arms into the air. "So there's nothing to do for more than a week," she exclaimed, "except fuck, fuck, fuck!"
Before Brad could reply Penny had whipped off her dress. Clutching it in one hand she stood with her legs spread far apart and her arms extended out from her sides.
Her eyes shone brightly. The strands of hair streamed down her back and shoulders, glinting richly in the waning sunlight. With her hips shoved forward her pussy was a protruding golden mound, and her hard breasts with the erect nipples jutted proudly from her chest.
"I feel wonderful!" Penny shrieked.
Brad whipped his head from side to side, looking to see whether anyone had caught sight of him and the naked blonde. He saw no one in the surrounding countryside.
"Put your dress back on, Penny!"
Her laughter was like the tinkling of a bell. "You'll have to make me do it! Catch me first!"
Already she was sprinting towards the house, her hair streaming out behind her. Brad raced after the naked girl, but he was unable to gain on her. Far ahead of him he saw her fling open the front door of the house and disappear inside.
He continued to jog now, wondering whether he really should have invited her to the Warren house. If she ripped off her dress and ran naked across the countryside in daylight, he didn't know what to expect from her from now on.
He called out her name as he approached the house. She didn't answer. He slowed to a walk, went up to the open doorway and stepped inside.
"Penny? Where are you?"
He closed the front door behind him and locked it from the inside, just to be sure that no one would enter and find him here with this wild and lusty girl. She hadn't answered his calls; it was obvious she was hiding from him.
He moved slowly through the house. She wasn't in the front room or the kitchen. He checked the bedrooms and a couple of closets but she wasn't there. The bathrooms were empty.
For a few minutes Brad stood in the hallway, becoming aware of his rising anger and frustration. Maybe she'd gone through the house and immediately slipped out the back door again. At this moment she was probably on her way back to her school, leaving him excited and aroused. Idly his hand moved down to his crotch.
Under the tightly stretched cloth he felt the outline of his cock, a hot and hard lump that was decreasing in size and cooling off because Penny had suddenly vanished. While he gently rubbed the bulge he felt his fresh arousal, the sensations feeling much better under his massaging.
Softly he cursed under his breath, the words revealing his disappointment and frustration. While they'd been walking towards the house he'd been imagining how it would be when he and Penny arrived. Visions of her hard, jutting tits and her juicy, swollen cunt had flickered in front of his eyes, and he'd imagined the hot softness of her nakedness against him, the scent of her musky pussy mixed with the freshness of the clean air.
Brad's glance had settled on the door that led down to the basement. Maybe Penny hadn't run out on him after all. If there was one place left in the entire house where she could be hiding it would have to be in the basement.
He walked down the hallway and opened the door. Looking downward he saw that the wooden stairway was illuminated by the overhead light. He distinctly remembered having turned out the basement light when he'd arrived and made his initial inspection of the entire house.
Penny had to be hiding in the basement.
Immediately he became aware of the heat flaring up in his groin. His cock, hard and throbbing, began to ache as it levered against his shorts. Brad grinned and momentarily stopped his descent. He unfastened his shorts and slipped them off his legs.
Completely naked, the way Penny must have been when she came down the stairway, Brad slowly began to descend the steps.