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Kitty Licking
by Old Bill (address withheld)

***

A boy's father finishes the job for him. (M/f-teen, 
ped)

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I heard her hurrying down the stairs and then she was 
in the kitchen and standing right in front of me, 
smiling. Damn, what a little beauty, almost ripe, her 
clothes clinging to her fast-maturing body, my 
neighbor's youngest, pure temptation.

"Hi, Mr. Martin," she said, breathing hard, "I didn't 
know that you were home."

"Hi yourself Kitty. What were you and Mark doing up 
there in his room?"

"Having fun," she said, wiggling in front of me, 
turning her lithe body from side to side, hands behind 
her, breasts and belly pushed forward. She sniffed and 
smiled, rubbing her pug nose. "But he quit, ran out of 
gas he said. It's not fair."

"That's too bad," I said, admiring the way her hard 
little nipples poked at the thin material of her very 
short t-shirt. She was only a bit over five feet tall, 
and probably didn't weigh a hundred pounds, but it was 
all prime.

She nodded and pouted prettily. "I brought him off 
three times, too, and he never even did me once, not 
all the way anyhow." She sniffed rather theatrically. 
"He just flopped down and quit. And his thing's about 
as big as my thumb now, all shriveled up."

"Well shame on him," I said, reaching out and grasping 
her hard ass and pulling her closer, right between my 
legs. "Did you suck him, suck his cock?"

She nodded and licked her lips, looking up at me with 
clear, blue eyes. "Twice," she said, "and I swallowed 
it too, every bit. And did him with my hands."

"Well, you are a good girl, right?"

She nodded, bobbling her golden curls. "But he wouldn't 
lick me." She sniffed. "I mean he sucked my tits and 
fingered me, but that's all. I mean we kissed a lot 
too."

"And your tits certainly are growing, aren't they?" I 
asked as I pulled her t-shirt up, and she raised her 
arms so it would come all the way off. "It looks like 
he bit you here." I poked at her left boob. Her breasts 
were only about the size and shape of lemons, but they 
stood high and proud, the nipples small and pink, like 
candy kisses. I bent and licked the teeth marks, and 
she whimpered as I tossed her shirt aside. He skin was 
warm and soft.

"He was mean, wasn't he?" She sniffed and squirmed as I 
sucked her nipple.

"He certainly was. You are very pretty and very nice, 
and I like you a lot." I switched my attention to her 
other little breast.

"Will you do it, please Mr. Martin?"

I licked between her boobs and smiled. "How old are 
you, sweetie?"

"Sixteen," she said quickly, blinking at me.

"Sixteen and in the eighth grad. That's odd. Mike's 
only thirteen, and he's in your grade, your class, 
isn't he?"

She nodded and licked her lips as I undid the button of 
her little shorts' waistband. I could smell her sexual 
juices and my son's spunk.

"As long as you are sixteen, and so grown up, I guess I 
could help you. You really do need to come, don't you?" 
She looked absolutely feverish and her breathing was 
rather ragged.

She nodded and licked her lips as I pulled her shorts 
and cotton underpants down her long, coltish legs. "I'm 
so horny; you wouldn't believe."

"But you are still a virgin, aren't you?" I asked as 
she stepped out of her panties.

"Of course," she said, nodding. "Daddy would kill me if 
I let some boy pop me open."

"So he plans to do it himself?" I asked as I slipped my 
middle finer into her tight-lipped pussy and rubbed her 
tiny clit flap with the ball of my thumb.

"He might let my brother have me first cause his thing 
is so big." She wiggled closer and I pushed my finger 
all the way up into her, finding no hymen.

"What happened to your cherry?" I asked, looking 
concerned, exploring in her clinging warmth, enjoying 
the way she wiggled. She was hot and wet, her vagina 
spasming.

"I'm not sure; probably it was the cucumber but it 
might have been Melissa's toy."

"Well then, I guess I could put my cock in you, I mean 
if you wanted me too."

She nodded. "But I promised Daddy, so couldn't you just 
eat me?" Her whole pudenda quivered under my hand.

"Sure," I said, disappointed. "Hop up here." I helped 
her up on the kitchen table facing me, her legs wide 
spread and her vaginal lips quivering. "You have a very 
nice pussy and you've trimmed you hair, haven't you?"

She shook her head. "I just don't have very much."

I grasped her buttocks with both hands and pulled her 
teen cunt to my mouth, kissed and then licked, sucked 
and licked, probed with my rolled tongue and then got 
serious on her clitoris when it emerged from its fleshy 
cave. She was small enough that could just about mouth 
the whole vulva. I licked hard and deep and she gasped 
and snorted.

She dug her hands in my hair and groaned and panted and 
moaned, pushing her belly against my face eagerly. Her 
engorged clit stuck out like it little prick, and I 
sucked it until her orgasm crested with cries of lust, 
actual squeals of pleasure. Her whole body shook in my 
grip and her knees wobbled.

I pulled back, wiped my mouth with a paper napkin, 
sucked her hard nipples until they both were jutting, 
kneaded her buttocks, fingered her anus and then 
tongue-fucked her until she sobbed and climaxed again, 
her juices gushing out of her tight slit. I lapped up 
what I could, freed my rock-hard prick as I stood and 
eased its rounded head into her slick slot as she sat 
gasping, her eyes closed, mouth slackly open.

"No, no," she cried, pushing me away when I had three 
or four inches in her. She jumped down, dropped to her 
knees, made me sit back down and then took about half 
of my long shaft into her sweet mouth. She circled my 
glans with her tongue and sucked and bobbed, one hand 
cupping my balls and the other grasping my blood-hot 
shaft until I came, spurting a couple of thick ropes of 
jism into her talented mouth. She pulled back, licked 
my cockhead and smiled at me.

"Now we're even," she said. "Thank you, Mr. Martin." 
She gather up her discarded clothes and quickly 
dressed, pulling down her chopped-off shirt just as my 
son entered the kitchen.

"You still here?" he asked the pretty girl.

"We've been talking," I told him. "She said you weren't 
very nice to her."

"She wants me to eat her pussy, Dad. I can't do that." 
He made a face that showed his disgust. "Ugh."

"Did she give you a blow job?" I asked him as the girl 
stood by the back door.

"Sure," he said. "A good one too. She's a great 
cocksucker, maybe the best in the whole school."

"No kidding," I said, tempted to tell him how right he 
was, because for only thirteen, Kitty was world class. 
"Well, if she sucks you, than you should be willing to 
suck her. It's only fair."

"I'm going out to shoot some baskets," he said.

"Want to play horse?" Kitty asked, smiling at him.

"Sure, you can go first." They ran from the kitchen, 
and I relaxed, resolved to get a piece of that fine ass 
one of these days.

END

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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