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I enjoyed her right breast for another few minutes, until I lifted my head up again. “Maggie,” I said breathlessly, looking into the blue eyes that seemed like they had just experienced their own little bit of nirvana, “would you… Would you like to give me head?”
Her eyes stayed focused on me; her expression hardly changed. “Sure,” she said, without hesitation. “But… I don’t really know how.”
“I can tell you, if you want.”
“Yes, please. I would like that.”
“Well, first, you should get on your knees between my legs,” I instructed her.
Before I even finished talking, she was kneeling in front of me, sitting back on her heels and looking up with a coy, demure expression. I stood up to take my pants off, and her attentive blue eyes followed my face, never breaking their eager stare.
I quickly kicked off my shoes, unbuckled my pants, and pulled them off. Wearing only my boxer shorts, I sat back down in front of Maggie. She was still staring excitedly, but now her attention was focused on the bulge in my shorts. Then, right in front of her face, I pulled my underwear down and kicked it off to the side. My full erection stood out prominently, and Maggie just sat back on her heels and stared at it, her blue eyes wide with excitement and surprise.
“Wow,” she said, not breaking her stare. “It’s so huge! I never thought it’d be so huge.”
I just sat there smiling, watching the young girl’s inquisitive, arousing expression. My erection was proudly pointing right at her face, and I positioned myself on the front the couch cushion so that my balls were hanging down beneath my stiff penis. After an extended moment, while Maggie just sat and stared at me, I finally said to her, “Do you want to touch it? You should go ahead and touch it.”
She reached out a tentative hand and cautiously wrapped her fingers around the girth of my penis. Her fingers were small, and colder than I expected, but it was exciting to feel her touch on my aching cock. She just continued to stare at it, wideeyed with amazement.
“You can touch it more than that, if you want. It won’t break.” She looked up at me and smiled at my comment. “You can touch my balls, too,” I added.
She looked back down at my cock and started moving her fingers, feeling it, from the top to the bottom. She gingerly reached down and touched my balls, which moved excitedly from the coldness of her small fingers. “Oh, yeah,” I said, quivering with the excitement of the young girl’s touch. “Oh, Maggie, it feels great when you touch me. Do you want to make me come with your hands?”
She looked up at me again. “I thought you wanted me to give you head,” she said, disappointed.
“Oh, if you’d rather give me head, I’d love that.”
“I would.”
“O.K. Then you should put it in your mouth.”
“I don’t think it’ll fit in my mouth, Ron.” She was staring wideeyed at it again.
“Just the tip of it. Just the top.” She leaned over, her dyedblack hair obscuring my view of her face, but I could see one of her young little titties, still exposed, hanging down, as she directed the tip of my penis into her wideopen mouth.
I moaned as the tip of my penis ventured for the first time into her warm mouth. “That feels so great! Now, wrap your hand around my cock, and pretend that your mouth is your pussy, you know, move my penis in and out of it.” She started following my instructions, bobbing her head up and down, the tip of my cock slipping past her lips and into her mouth, where it was lightly caressed by her tongue, then out, then in again. “Oh, yeah, that’s it. Now, use lots of spit. Your pussy gets really wet, you know. So your hand, my cock, should be really wet. And just let your hand slide up and down, yeah, like it’s just a part of your mouth. Like it’s a part of your pussy. That’s it!” I said breathlessly, “Oh yeah, that’s it!” She started moving her entire hand and mouth over my cock, using her spit as a lubricant.
“Oh, god, Maggie, that feels so good! Now, touch my balls. Just lightly touch my balls!” She did as I commanded, continuing to stroke my penis while she fondled my sack. “Oh! Deeper, Maggie, deeper into your mouth!” I was getting extremely excited.
She opened her mouth wider and bobbed her head down lower, letting the entire cap of my penis into her mouth. As she did, her teeth dragged along my sensitive skin. “Ah, no, no teeth, Maggie. Less teeth!” She quickly opened her little mouth absolutely as wide as she could.
I started moving my hips in rhythm with her strokes, pushing myself into her, testing how deep I could get inside her without her teeth causing me too much pain. As she continued to work her magic on my cock, I reached down, under her arms, and cupped her little titties in my hands. Each time she took me into her mouth, I would press my hips toward her, pushing into her, and I could feel the tip of my penis sliding down the roof of her mouth, wedging sweetly into the back of her tongue. Then she would pull her head back until only the very tip was still in contact with her lips, then she would bob down and my cock would go in to the roof of her mouth again. Her spit was constantly flowing out of her mouth; the entire operation was getting very wet, spit running down my cock and onto my balls.
After Maggie had sucked on me for ages, I could feel an orgasm starting to well deep inside me. I let go of her breasts and wrapped my fingers in her hair, cradling the back of her head in my hands. Finally I reached the point of orgasm, and I stayed there, without coming, for what seemed like five minutes, although it was probably more like five seconds. Maggie continued to rock up and down on my cock as I clinched my eyes and tightened my grip on her head, wrapping my fingers even more tightly in her hair. My whole body tensed as I waited for the young girl to finally complete my orgasm, as I waited for those last couple of strokes that would take me over the edge.
Eventually, I could feel the first shot of come exploding out of my cock, and I rammed into her mouth as deep as I could, not caring any longer about her teeth dragging against my skin. My strong hands held her head in place; even though she tried instinctively, in vain, to jerk her head back, my fingers, tightly wrapped in her hair, prevented her from moving any more than I allowed. In fact, using my strength, I even managed to pull her head in towards my hips a little, allowing me to get even deeper into her. With the tip of my cock buried deep between her tongue and the back of her mouth, I waited for one final, glorious moment, just a split second, really, but it seemed like forever, tightly holding Maggie’s head in place while I braced for my orgasm to finally be consummated. And then I shot the first glorious load of my warm, salty fluid deep inside her mouth, down into her throat. Maggie tried to jerk back again, sputtering and choking with surprise at the force of my ejaculation and the taste of my come, but I held her tightly in place as I pulled my hips back, then shoved myself into her again, this time strongly and forcefully pulling her head in towards my hips. She resisted less this time, not jerking her head back as I entered her, but then I shot another load of come and she started gagging and choking and tried to jerk her head back again. Still I held her strongly in place, pulling back and pushing in again, holding her tightly with my powerful hands and fingers wrapped in her hair, and unload another shot of come.
Finally she sputtered and wheezed and gagged as come streamed out of her mouth, down her chin, onto her hand that was still holding my cock. I released my grip on her head and hair and she pulled back, letting my cock leave her mouth. As she gagged, gobs of semen erupting out of her mouth with each cough, I continued to come, striking her forcefully in the face with every pump. She closed her eyes tightly, mouth wide open with come dripping out of it, as I pumped shot after shot onto her young, beautiful face.
Then, it was over. I just sat there, my spent, hard penis twitching right in front of her. There was come everywhere: in her hair, on her face, gobs of it dripping off of her chin and onto her breasts and jeans. It was all over me, too, all over my legs, my cock, my pubic hair, all over the couch and the floor. When she had started gagging, the stuff just spewed everywhere out of her mouth.
She leaned back on her heals, opened her eyes and looked at me with her fabulous baby blues. I had no idea what she was thinking at this moment; I knew I had been a little rough with her. But then, much to my relief, she started smiling, and then both of us started laughing. “Wow,” she said through her laughter, “that was incredible! I can’t believe how much you came! Is it always like that?”
“Yeah, but only if the person giving me head is really good at it!”
“You think I’m good at it?”
“Oh yeah!”
“Well, maybe we should try it again someday,” she said, smiling mischievously.
“I think we should,” I answered, smiling back at her. She reached down and pulled the cups of her bra back over her sweet, diminutive titties, and our little interlude was over.
We both got cleaned up and I walked her to the back door. She stood up on her tiptoes to give me a kiss goodbye, and after a long, wonderful kiss, she said, “See ya soon, Ron.”
I couldn’t wait.
