Steve looked back down at the little model gripping his cock. She was now just licking the head and stroking his length with one hand while she stroked between her thin legs at her clitoris with the other.
She looked directly into his eyes as she brazenly performed fellatio on huge pole rising from his groin.
"OK, honey, get your little cunt up here. Steve, wants to try fucking it again," he implored. Tina smiled as she lifted her head.
"You do, huh? You want to try and stick that big thing up my little hole again?" she asked in her provocative 14 year-old whine.
"You know I do, sweetheart, now get your little ass up her."
Tina lifted her lithe body and arched her narrow torso. She assumed her most provocative, knavish stance – hips akimbo, finger in her little pouting mouth, toying with the gold-stud that pierced it. She slowly ran the other hand up one thin thigh and over her pouting titties and then back down between her spectacularly sexy legs that were attached to her impossibly narrow pelvis. Once there she mischievously grasped her bare crotch and slowly stuck her middle-finger up herself. She had become very aware of the power she had over men.
No wonder he could bill her out at $1,700 per half-hour he thought to himself. She would give a 90 year-old a hard-on.
"You fucking little nasty whore. Get up here and fuck me!" Steve implored.
Tina sidled up and laid her thin body on Steve's, pulled her knees down on either side of him and then pushed herself up from his massive chest with her little hands on his bulging pecks. In this position her gauze-covered, budding breasts protruded to their fullest effect between the arms supporting her upper body on his chest. She knew she looked exceptionally provocative in this position and turned to look at herself in one of the many engraved and beveled mirrors lining the perimeter of the suite.
After studying her beauty and primping her hair for several seconds, she positioned the opening of the hairless slit between her legs, on Steve's cock's length, which lay erect on his stomach, reaching to his navel. She used his cock to warm herself up, by sawing it back and forth in her moist, fuck-groove.
"Fuck, honey. I'm real fucking horny, but your cock is so huge," she whined in her best spoiled brat voice. She knew men loved to hear her whine, but in this case she was almost sincere.
"I don't care. Get it up your little hole, baby. I want you to do it all by yourself. You can do it," Steve implored.
Tina shifted to a dainty squat position over Steve's body. She tucked the undone crotch flap of her little short pants up so they could both watch and revel as she tried to fit his horse dick into her nasty, little slit-of-a-cunt.
Her shorts were low-slung hip-huggers on her little ass – kind of like a slutty grunger's version of a garter belt. No doubt that is why Sherry had selected it for her.
Tina licked her lips languidly and aligned Steve's massive penis with her tiny crack. Since Steve had had his pole up her before, they both knew it was possible. But it was hard to believe that that huge veined shaft – a good 14 or 15 inches long and very wide would fit it the svelte 14 year old's cunt – especially considering that she was of slight build and extremely thin even though she stood 5'10". Her waist couldn't have been over 16", and her tight hips were no more than 18", or 19". She had a somewhat emaciated, waif look that ironically enhanced her exceptional beauty.
Maitlan, the owner of Know! had also been very impressed with Tina. They had met several weeks ago during a long search Maitlan had been conducting for the model that would star in his media campaign for his line of extraordinarily popular fashion goods. Tina had been so excited at being selected to meet him that she couldn't sleep for a week beforehand.
The print portion of the ad campaign alone would book $34 million and the lucky race-horse model chosen for the job would sign a contract worth $3.7million.
All the girls' minds danced with visions of popping flash-bulbs, choice of the finest studs in the world, and fashion immortality.
But it was a long shot. Mainland would probably end-up with a Models' Inc. model, but there were quite a few others he had interest in as well.
Tina gripped Steve's cock with a look of juvenile determination on her lewd and lustful pubescent face, placed the head against her tiny, warm slit and slid back and forth on it, each time exerting a little more pressure while she centered it into her sex dimple. Over and over she pressed her stallion's brawny beef against her slit, trying with a spoiled little girl's impatience to satisfy her craving, gnawing in frustration and then licking licentiously on her fiendishly charming lips. She shamelessly looked into the older man's eyes while she whined and fussed. Finally, with a moan of frustration, throwing her ravishing head back, she pulled the cock head from her moist slot.
Frustrated at not being able to impale her lascivious sex tunnel on the huge dick, she changed her strategy. She grabbed the beefy pole, positioned it in front of her spread legs and rubbed her little clit rapidly up and down on its length in a furious determination to satisfy her craving to come. After a short time, while levering her hips rapidly back and forth, her beautiful face slowly contorted in a little girl's sluttish sneer of sexual ecstasy, she bleated, "Oh, oh, oh fuck, oh fuck, oh Steve, I'm squirting, baby. Fuuuuck!" finally having her breathy little cum.
She fell forward, pressing her pert tits against Steve's muscled pecks, and opened her eyes. Looking directly into the man's tanned, lined face she exclaimed, "I think I can take it now, baby. Ya ready?" Steve nodded.
"I just need a little coke rub before I do it," she mouthed breathily. Steve lifted his head.
"Nick," he spoke up, "Get Tina a little coke for her pussy, would ya?"
From a sofa at the top of the landing, Nick immediately rose, moved to a credenza and using a cellophane card scooped up a pile of flake. Upon Nick's approach to the settee that she and Steve were playing on, Tina rose from her position and lay back diagonally across Steve's chest with her lissom arm circling his head and neck.
This position allowed her to spread her beautiful legs so Nick could apply the coke to her slit and at the same time she could have some tongue play with Steve. While Nick bent to discharge the cocaine between her little white legs, he couldn't help admiring the teenage model's tattoo peeking out from the unsnapped crotch of her sinfully revealing, silk shorts.
Tina's tattoo was of an erect penis that started on the inside of the top of her supple thigh, with the head of the cock-tattoo positioned at the opening of the girl's small slit to give the illusion of it going into her cunt. The artist had even tattooed part of the penis-head on the girl's tiny labia so it appeared partially inside her sex slit.
Nick had taken her to the shop to have it applied. The artist recognized Tina as a top fashion model, but because she was so young he was hesitant to do the work. Nick had had to pay a large amount of money to get him to do it.
Nick thought back to that day… PG Tina had reclined on the sofa in the artist's studio, spread her curvaceous, stocking-clad legs slightly and pulled-up her mini-dress almost to her navel to give the artist access. She watched him, leaning back on her elbows. He attempted to go about the task of expertly engraving the multi-color design. But the only thing covering the little trollop's sex hole during the procedure was a one inch diaphanous thong.
After several hours of this, the artist – a twenty something hipster with long black hair whose name was Bobbie – let his obvious attraction for Tina be know. While kneeling between her stockinged legs he would, not so subtly, press his tented pants crotch against her ankle. Nick was amused since Tina seemed to enjoy it.
Tina enjoyed showing off her delectable body to the attractive artist and eventually, she reciprocated the young man's affections by stroking her leg against his erect cock and then giggling. Then she reached into her mini-dress top and fondled her stiff nipples while he attempted to do his work.
Finally, when the artist needed to tattoo the lips of Tina's slit, he nervously asked her to slid her thong to the side of her sex. She moved her hand down between her legs, slid two fingers under the thong to rub her moist slit. Then she pulled the thong aside and looked into the young artist's eyes and said, "God, Bobbie, getting this tattoo is fucking getting me hot. What are you going to do about it?"
In a bold move, the nervous artist moved his head forward to the opening between her legs and slithered his tongue over her swollen clit. Tina grabbed his head by the hair and pulled it up tight against her crotch and hissed, "I need a dick in me, stud. Can you take care of it?"
Bobbie had then looked up at Nick, seeking some sign of permission. Nick sat impassively, so Bobbie had unzipped his black leather pants and worked his stiff dick out and moved into position between Tina's spread thighs. Nick then interrupted the maneuver.
"You've got to wear a rubber if you fuck her, man," he instructed. "Shit," the young man stood, left the room and reemerged with the rubber stretched over his still erect cock.
Tina who had remained reclined on the sofa was now furiously pinching the nipples of her partially exposed, bra-less breasts through her small mini-dress top, her beautiful lithe legs now splayed wide open.
The artist again knelt between them. He playfully slapped Tina's hairless slit with his length and then ran the tip back and forth through her moist groove while she hissed: "Oh, fuck yea. Get it in me, stud," licking her lips and then pulling her cunt-lips apart to help him work the cock in. After several minutes, the artist was fully embedded in Tina's tight sheath, fucking her deftly while she moaned and bucked her lank and lean ass up at him.
"Fuck yea, squirt me, stud. Squirt me… What was your name? Oh, yea. Bobbie. That's it, that's it, fuck me, Bobbie," she spit, spreading her curvaceous legs impossibly wider and flexing against the artist's leather clad ass for added leverage as she ground her moist, tight slut-hole around his hot, plunging cock-pole.
Her dainty feet, clad in platform, ankle-high, toe-less boots bobbed up and down on either side of the guy's body as he rutted her. Then she locked her ankles around his ass and pulled him up and into her as hard as possible. She fucked the guy's mouth with her gold-posted tongue, moaning loudly each time he bottomed out in her hairless hole. His muscular torso rubbed against her now bared tits making her nipples stiff as they poked out from the top of her mini-dress while he levered his hard pole into her tight cunt again and again. Her little mini-dress was bunched up around her lithe panting, tummy, its top pulled to the side showing off her little girl's cleavage. The partially applied tattoo on her crotch was now slick with the sweat from their illicit and utterly hedonistic copulation.
The tattoo artist didn't last long with his straining dick stuck up such a choice little nasty morsel. How often did a guy get to slip his prong into this – a fourteen year-old, nationally known, high-fashion model, who liked it hot and nasty and liked it now!! The carnal little slut's girdle-tight cunt contracted spasmodically around his swollen log till he jetted his gruel all the way up her hot, sucking fuck-hole.
"Oh fuuuuck! Fuck! You fuckin' little slut-whore, awwww!" he spat into her contorted face. Her clit sung at the top of her tightly stretched, elastic hole as he impaled her with his swollen prong. They came together yelping like dogs in heat as he pronged her repeatedly and then planted the pole and simply ground it as hard as he could into the tight slit between the beautiful, slut-model-child's splayed legs.
The little bitch's hole was so hot and tight that most of his come squeezed out of it immediately after he pulled out his cock. She fitfully scooped it up in her slender hand and sucked it off her fingers, panting breathily.
Tina whimpered, trembled and curled into a ball on the sofa while Nick comforted her by tenderly stroking her cheek. After a couple of blasts of coke she was back to her self. Before they left, the artist asked Nick how he could get hold of Tina later. Nick told him to forget it. It was amazing the effect this girl had on men.
Now, Nick finished shaking the cocaine from the cellophane card onto the little beauty's snatch. Tina reached down and rubbed it into herself, dipping two fingers into her little elastic hole, all the while looking up at Nick through heavy-lidded eyes and lasciviously circling her candy-pink lips with her gold-spiked tongue.
After squirming on the fingers, she pulled them out and stuck them into Steve's mouth along with her slip of a tongue. Steve's dick swelled at the lewdness of the erotic display of this precocious 14 year-old.
Once her crotch was tingling sufficiently, Tina rose once again over Steve's reclining body and repositioned her beautiful Junoesque legs on either side of his waist. She slid Steve's flinty dick into position at the opening to her sex and lowered her tiny hips. She balanced herself and reached her hands on either side of her slit and pulled the lips apart as far as she could and lowered herself until the head almost made its way into her, then lifted. She looked down at the huge column threatening to penetrate her small pink maw.
The head of Steve's cock was quite wet with her juices and poised at the entrance to her slit-of-pleasure. Encouraged, Tina applied the same technique again. As she pressed against the cock she watched the video monitor on the wall with Steve. Billie was still sawing his cock into the youngest girl's widely spread mouth. "Oh, look at that cute girl Billie's mouth-fucking," she said as she strained against Steve's cock.
The lewdness of watching Billie fuck the girl enabled Tina to finally get the entire head of the rich stud's cock to squelch up into her little teenage-slut cunt-hole. Maybe it was the fact that Tina had fucked Billie before and now she was watching him fuck someone else, and he didn't know it.
"Oh, fuuuck, honey. I got it in again – all by myself." She looked down and saw that indeed the 3 inch head of the giant cock was wrapped tight by the elastic entrance to her tight hole. She then leaned forward and brought her torso down to Steve's, extended her arms around his neck and stuck her little tongue into his mouth for some mouth fucking.
"No, honey. Not yet. Get that fucker in more before you start that."
"Oh, fuck. It hurts, Steve," she whined. But she lifted up her little ass and then pushed back hard against the steely cock. With the added moisture and excruciating rotary movements, she was able slid her cunt further down his shaft.
Then she paused in mid-stroke, "Fuck, honey. You know you're by far the biggest guy to ever fuck me. No one else can do it for me now. I think you are stretching me out a little," she whined amorously.
"But you know what? I fucking love it!" And then, marshaling her entire licentious resolve, Tina levered her entire weight against the shaft and pushed back until he had almost half his massive length up her tight slit.
"All right, babe! That's it!" Steve exclaimed. Even though only half his length was up her little slit, she was absolutely stuffed. Steve felt the top of his cock against the back of her compact womb.
Slowly, her hole stretched to almost comfortably accommodate the mammoth cock, and along with help from the coke Nick had applied to her nasty slit, she got into what she enjoyed most – sport-fucking her latest conquest.
Tina had now developed a penchant for wealthy older men with big dicks – especially ones that, just by saying the word, could push her career to the stratosphere. Fame. Adoring fans. Lots of coke. Sliding dicks attached to her White Knight – or Black Knight of the moment. She had been know to fuck with large black men too. Tina started her little fuck-ride with a vengeance.
Nick stood at the top of the landing, looking down at the couple on the settee. Tina's long body looked particularly small being so close to Steve's ample frame, especially with the hulking proboscis gaping obscenely from the stuffed hole between her legs. Her long, thin legs framed their pleasure, her new, svelte 14 year-old body, rutting the hairy, gnarly body of the 37 year-old man. The prurient contrast was dick-hardening. The little trollop's cunt-juice coated the swollen cock about half way down its length.
"Unnnh, unnnh, unnnh," she wailed as her ass spasmed, "I fucking got it in. Unnnh, unnnh, unnnh, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuuuuck," she churned her comely ass with determination. Then Tina raised up straight, her slight legs splayed across Steve's midsection and raised her willowy arms around her angelic head, all the while flicking her tongue over her pink lips. With one hand she reached under the gauze of her top and pinched her nipple where it was pierced with the ring. The other hand slid down to the top of her cock-stuffed, hairless slit and teased her clitoris. Within minutes she worked herself into a cum of such ferocity that her cunt clenched Steve's swollen cock so hard she couldn't stroke her clenching opening along the shaft anymore – it was like a cork stuck in too tight of a bottle; she yelped like a hysterical poodle till her cum finished and her cunt relaxed enough to release its clench on the cock. Steve gently pushed her off his still erect dick, hugged her and then got up. Steve hadn't come. He was saving his load for someone else.