“Mmm,” she cooed. She’d never played with herself in front of a man before, and the reaction she was both getting from him and having herself was more exciting than she’d expected. “So I did this a lot all through junior high. Being as small as I am I was overlooked by the boys, but I never really missed them that much. I just couldn’t wait to get home from school and hide away in my room. What do you think of that?”
“I think I’m not thinking straight,” he all he could manage, trying not to pant too terribly hard.
He was ecstatic. He’d only minutes before confessed to her just a few of his desires, and now here she was acting them out for him, on his couch, in person. Honesty would now be his policy with her, first and foremost, from now on.
After stroking the full length of her lips beneath the sheer fabric for a short time, she then pulled it aside with her left hand and continued to run her slick fingers over her now open labia and firm clitoris, her wetness making audibly slick noises.
“Did you know, coach, that Bobbi and I used to masturbate in the hotel room on overnight competitions?” That made him look up and meet her gaze. He was both shocked and incredibly aroused at the same time. Seeing his surprise she grinned. “Mm, hm. It was a way to relax so we could sleep, and since we were always sharing a bed, we always kind of looked forward to it.” She paused to drop this last bomb on him. “Sometimes we’d finger each other, laying there side by side in bed.”
He let out a small moan. He’d imagined himself watching someone play with themselves for him, but now he didn’t really know what to do. So he sat there, frozen, staring, his dick hard and bulging in his jeans. Dee kept right on going. She was breathing heavier now, making faster circles then slipping her fingers within her dripping pink snatch.
“You know how we were always four to a room in two double beds? I think Lisa and Kim used to do the same thing I the other bed, but we never talked about it. We were always trying to be quiet.” Lisa and Kim were two other girls on the team who were going to be seniors in the fall. This new information, he concluded, was going to make future overnights far more difficult to deal with, knowing what was going on behind closed doors.
“I bet you can guess now that we used to talk bout you…,” she paused, breathing heavier now, “…in the room.” She was getting herself very close to cumming, pushing two fingers rapidly into her cunt and rubbing her palm hard up against here clit as she withdrew. “Mmm,… We’d discuss how cute you were, and what we thought you might be like in bed. Oh, god!” With her right hand pushed deep into her, and her left holding her panties clenched firmly to her thigh, she rose up from the sofa, her body tensing up as the orgasm came over her. Each inward thrust, now irregular but forceful, was accompanied by a gasp and a quick intake of air, which she then held until the next spasm released it. She did this four or five times until she relaxed her hands and let it subside.
“Oh, my god, excuse me. That was nice!” she panted. “I’ve never done it like that before, as a show. Wow.” She lay there, catching her breath for a moment, then said, “I’ll tell you more about Lisa and Kim if you let me see that nice long dick of yours.”
He’d been fully absorbed in watching her, ignoring the substantial hard-on in his pants, which had actually produced a wet spot on his jeans. He gladly undid his fly and pushed them down underneath him, allowing his rod to spring out. He grabbed it by the base with his left hand instinctively.
“Ah, ah!” she stopped him, “I didn’t say stroke it. You can just hold it for me while I continue. And in case it starts to soften, I’ll let you look at these.” She lifted her shirt up over her breasts, giving full view to her perfect, young peaches. She had tiny little stiff nipples, only about as wide as a nickel now that they were fully erect. She brought her left hand up and gave one a squeeze and a little roll of her nipple with her fingers.
Her right hand was lazily stroking outside her pussy, letting the pressure of her fingers pull it open, revealing how wet she was. She had a tiny, cute pussy, with thin straight inner lips that barely protruded past the outer, and were just the slightest bit more pink than the otherwise uniform paleness of her thighs. They had sharply defined edges that disappeared neatly under the hood of her clitoris, which became barely visible as she pulled upwards. Overall, it was young and clean and perfect.
“So, maybe I shouldn’t tell you this,” she continued as promised, “but Lisa and Kim are as much fans of you as Bobbi and I are.” This made his heart race anew, and he squeezed the base of his cock, moving his hand upwards a little in an unconscious stroking motion. Dee noticed this reaction and smiled at him. “Careful, now,” she cautioned. “We all decided you’re hot enough to get with, but the two of them were more adamant about it. Better watch out for them next year, mister.”
Lisa and Kim were about the same size as Dee in terms of height and weight. Lisa had tight, curly brown tresses she wore in a bob and slightly larger breasts, and Kim was of mixed race, white and African American, with loose curls down her back, and an even firmer, rounder butt. When she wore her spandex, they actually snugged up into her, creating two delightful little hemispheres, leaving almost nothing to the imagination.
She continued her taunt. “Can’t you just imagine going down on one of them, lapping up their sweet, tasty pussy?” She slipped her fingers back in a little, keeping her middle two side by side, forcing her opening wider. As she was doing this she noticed the large drop of pre cum running down the side of his cock.
She sat up and leaned forward, taking off her tank, then crawled slowly across the sofa again, catlike towards him, looking him in the eyes. “Can you imagine sweet little Kim wrapping her nice soft lips around your aching,” she crouched down, “dripping,” lowering her head, “hard cock.” She stopped in front of him, dropped her head and enveloped the tip of his dick with her mouth, squeezing it with her tongue, sucking out the juice. She released it with a loud sucking noise, “I bet she sucks a mean cock, Mr. Evans.” She bent down further, putting her mouth to the base of his cock, and licked fully up its length, taking with it the dripping trail that had escaped her first effort. Then she held just the tip in her lips, tickling the underside with her tongue. She placed her hand over his and wrapped it tighter around the base, pressing downward to add tension to the head while she sucked it hard, bobbing her head ever so slightly to let her lips move on it. After a few long moments she let it go with a ‘pop,’ and looked up at him, his eyes sleepy with her pleasure, her lips glistening. “Wouldn’t she look pretty wrapped around this nice cock, hm?” squeezing his hand again, tightening his dick. “I bet she’s home right now, lying in bed, sucking her dildo wishing it were you.”