She gasped as I sucked my fingers into my watering mouth. Her hips began a deep grind against my thigh as I made a show of tasting her essence. Her nectar was sweet and tangy, and I could have feasted on her for hours. Instead, she took my hand from my mouth and swallowed my fingers herself, moaning loudly as she did so. She suckled two, then three fingers, taking them deeper into her mouth than I thought would be comfortable. I think she was showing off her lack of a gag reflex, but then she started to jerk her hips on my thigh in spasms.
“Uhn, uhn!” She grunted around my fingers as she came suddenly. I was impressed and more than a little turned on. My hard cock was ready for action, and I would have liked nothing more than to drive it home in this little girl anywhere she wanted it. “God, I’ve never cum that quick, and never from a dry hump.” She whispered as she came down. “And I’ve cum a lot.”
“You’re not done yet. I’m just getting started.”
“Good! I need this right now,” she said as she squatted before me and attacked my belt. We were standing inside the open car door which afforded a little cover from the front entrance of the pub, but anyone coming up the other way could see everything. Before I could offer any protest, she inhaled my cock straight into the depths of her throat. Any objection I could have thought about vanished in that warm, slick sensation as my little head took over completely. I’ve had lots of blowjobs in my life, several times from more than one woman at the same time, but they paled by comparison. Of course, the best blow job is the one you are currently getting, but Shelby was one of the best.
She used both hands to stroke my shaft in tangent with her mouth and the pressure was building quickly. It was like she was trying to get my nut as fast as possible. “Your cock is yummy,” she said, taking her mouth off to catch her breath while keeping her hands moving. “I don’t know if I’ve ever tasted one so good.” She swirled her tongue around the glistening head. “You gonna cum for me? You gonna give me your hot cum? I’m so thirsty. I need it. Cum for me, Daddy. Cum in my mouth.”
She dove back onto my dick, driving it back into her throat so fast she actually gagged a little. She pulled off, leaving a trail of thick mucus and saliva from the head of my cock to her pouty red lips. Then she spit on it. She spit on the head of my cock and then attacked it again. She was almost in a fever trying to get my cum and I was almost in a fever to give it to her. I felt my balls tightening up and I knew my orgasm was on its way. My big head was telling me to stop, but the little head made me drive my hips forward, shoving my cock even deeper until I felt her lips at my pubes. Then it came. Ropes of cum launched into her mouth and down her throat in spurt after spurt as I grunted my release. I couldn’t tell how much I shot, but it was a more forceful nut than I’ve had in a while.
I’d like to say she couldn’t take it all, and that a lot of it dribbled out of the corners of her mouth, but that wasn’t the case. She swallowed every drop like her life depended on it. She never choked, she didn’t gag and she didn’t lose a drop. When she was done, she kissed me and I couldn’t even taste a hint of myself.
“That was yummy, Daddy,” she said as she stood and slid into a hug. “I sure hope you have more where that came from, cuz I need you in my pussy.”
If my big head was in charge, I might have wondered if this girl had daddy issues. As it was, I ignored her pet name. “Ask and ye shall receive,” I said, tucking my softening cock back into my zipper. “But I want to get you into a proper bed to worship this hot body the way it deserves.” I ran my hands over her cleavage. I still had not seen her naked and I desperately needed to rectify that oversight.
“Good. I was hoping you would feel that way. Let’s take my car.”
Now my big head would have said no. It would be better to drive my car so I would have some control, or at least an escape option if things went south, but as I’ve said, my big head wasn’t in charge anymore. She pulled me by the hand away from my SUV over to her car. My little head hopped in her Mustang as she fired up the engine. As she drove, I kept my hands all over her, stroking her firm thighs and pinching her nipples through the slinky fabric of her dress.
“Where are we going, sweetheart,” I whispered as I nuzzled her neck.
“You’ll see when we get there. We’re going to have a party, big boy. I hope you can keep it up.”
We pulled up to an expensive house in an upscale neighborhood. I doubted someone her age owned such a nice place. I figured it was probably her parent’s place, and I hoped they weren’t home. Chances were that they were younger than I, and I didn’t want to have to face that level of scrutiny. My fears seemed well-founded when I noticed several cars in the driveway.
She parked and gave me a quirky smile before she hopped out without another word. I blindly followed, my little head ignoring the questions my big head wanted to ask. As we approached the door, I heard music thumping inside, made louder as soon as she opened the door.
I was more than a little surprised and disappointed to see the candle-lit house full of young people, imagining my evening of unbridled sex being postponed. That disappointment was quickly replaced with stunned silence when I noticed the young people were mostly naked. There were about twenty people ranging in age from the twenties to the forties in all stages of undress and in various forms of sexual activity. There was a foggy haze drifting throughout the room along with a tell-tale odor that could have been incense. Partially empty drink glasses and beer bottles were scattered everywhere. On some of the tables, I spotted small mirrors covered in a fine dust. From the foyer, I could see couplings going on in the living room to my right, particularly one small-breasted–more bee-stings, really–girl bouncing on a long but thin cock while her nipples were being suckled by another woman. I had been to enough orgies in my swinging days that the public sex didn’t bother me. I was just not expecting it, and after what ended my marriage, I didn’t think I ever would attend another. I took a deep breath and inhaled a double lungful of whatever that smoke was. I turned to find Shelby had already shucked her dress which formed a pool of fabric at her feet and was standing there in all her naked glory looking at me with her hand on her cocked hip. “Are you ready to party, Daddy?”
No words would form in my overstimulated brain. She slinked over to me and pulled my face to hers, sliding her tongue into my mouth, and any reason that might have appeared in my mind fled. I hefted her wonderfully perfect breast in my left hand as my right hand slid down to her sculpted ass. As our kiss intensified, I reached down her thigh, drawing it up to my hip and allowing my fingers to find her dripping sex.
She groaned in my mouth as I parted the folds of her pussy allowing her juices to drip down her thigh. She pulled back and looked at me. “Take me, Daddy.”