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CHAPTER FIVE

Her words galvanized him on the spot. He hadn't expected her to be so experienced. David thought he was pulling something over on the girl by getting his mouth on her tits, and here she was insisting that he lick her snatch for her!

It galled him that she had turned his challenge back at him and accused him of being afraid to do something.

"Sure, baby," he said, trying to get back the upper hand, "I've eaten plenty of chicks out. I was gonna get to that in a minute. But shit, first I want to…"

"Why wait around?" she demanded. She had him going now and she loved it. "You must not have done it to too many chicks if you can't tell when one wants it."

David had been stretching the truth when he said he had licked a lot of girls' pussies. Now Kelly went him one better. Before he could reply to her she said, "Most guys can tell a girl wants to have her pussy licked without her having to say it. Can't you smell it, Romeo? Most guys get a yen to go for it as soon as they smell it… I know you must be able to smell it 'cause I'm so hot and juicy I'm about to boil over down there."

It was a bald-faced lie. The only male to ever have his lips on her cunt was her own father. But she sure did love it. That part was the truth for sure.

David wasn't about to let himself be made a fool of. He had really only done it twice in his life before – his usual practice was to get a girl's sweet lips on his organs. But this was no time to quibble. He could smell it, all right, and the sweet, slightly acrid scent was wafting up from between her legs like a heady gust of perfume. His prick was quaking like an animal inside his pants and dying for some attention, but it would have to wait.

He let his face fall below her tits and go down her tender stomach as he mumbled and kissed her thoroughly. At her navel, he slowed down and rasped, "Come on, lemme get your clothes off and get you naked. Spread your legs and lemme get your jeans down."

She was loving every second of his mouth and tongue on her body. She wanted to play it for all it was worth.

"Huh uh," she disagreed. "Do me a little through my jeans first and then go inside."

David was humiliated. He certainly didn't intend to lick the crotch of a chick's pants for her without even getting his lips on her meat. Not even one as cute and sexy as Kelly. He started to protest but she squelched it.

"Never mind," she said, feigning irritation. "You probably don't even know what I'm talking about. I guess Jeannie never taught you how to do that to her, huh? She probably wouldn't even let you do it if you did know how. What do you two do anyway, just sit around and fingerfuck each other? I thought you were a real man. I thought you really knew how to satisfy a chick."

That did it. He was ready to eat out the crotch of her jeans immediately… if necessary he would chew up the cloth and swallow it just to get to the sweet, wet folds of the aromatic snatch he smelled underneath her jeans.

"Okay, honey," he confidently told her, his words creating a warm breeze on her soft belly. "Just didn't want to scare you by doing something you never had done to you before. Looks like you know the score pretty well, though."

She giggled at the success of her ploy and also at the wonderful tickling sensation that had started up in her crotch. Even her dad had never done this before. She just made it up on the spur of the moment because she wanted a nasty new thrill. And David was eating it up! The idea, that is, as well as the thick crotch of her jeans. She bent forward and let the hard tips of her nipples press against his back. She took off his shirt so she could feel his warm skin against them and heard him sigh at the touch. He had been feeling them up so thoroughly earlier with his fingers that he could picture just what it was against his naked back.

His chin pressed her soft skin at the level of her pants top while he tongued out the cute little cleft of her navel. Then she felt his face slide gradually down, down, till at last his mouth and nose were flush against the upper front of her pants. She was wearing the button-fly style and this allowed a strong scent of her wet pussy to pass through to his nose.

"God damn, I can smell it now," he blubbered. "Your fucking cunt must be wet as a fish in there. Jesus, just wait till I get my mouth on it, honey. You're gonna know you got something going on between your legs when I do!"

She knew the scent was really getting to him now, that he was really wanting to suck her off. She knew what the sexy smell must be doing to him because she'd smelled it herself a few times when she got herself especially hot from masturbating. Yet the strange new thrill of having him work on her through her pants was too much fun to cut short. She wanted more of that before letting him in to the ripe, sweating folds of her panty-covered pussy.

"Just take it slow, please," she cautioned. "What you're doing now feels groovy. Lemme have more of that before you go sticking your mouth inside. And go lower, will you? Right down to where you feel my pussy bulging tight from underneath."

David was getting caught up in her weird little games. He enthusiastically dropped lower. He put his lips on the fat swell at the very apex of her pants crotch.

"Oooooo," she crooned, giggling. "That's it. Oh, right there, David, right there is where I wanted to feel your mouth on me. Ummm… ummmm… yeah, that's good."

David got down on his knees in the floor of the car so he could have more room. He put his hands on her knees and separated her slender legs, snooting his mouth into even closer contact with her pubic bulge. Now he could feel the definite protrusions of each individual pussy lip through the material of her jeans. He applied his open lips and tongue to the area industriously, causing her to giggle more and begin moving her ass around restlessly on the car seat. Now he could even feel the pulsations of her blood running through her firm, pooching little pussy lips.

She felt the sweat break out on her forehead.

"Oh… oh… I think you better go ahead and open me up," she sighed, beginning to want him inside next to her. "Unbutton me now and go ahead and do what you've been want…"

He acted so quickly he made her stop herself in the middle of her very words.

"Oh!" she exclaimed, needing it more every minute.

David had been anticipating getting her pants down for a long time, so the mere suggestion was enough to spur him toward his goal. In seconds he had her unbuttoned and was snaking the top of her jeans over her beautiful thighs.

His prick jumped at the sight he beheld. As her tanned stems became naked all the way to her knees, David thought, Wow, what a fantastic pair of legs. Sonofabitch, I could get my nuts off just from looking at them.

But there was something much better a little higher up. He raised his eyes from the sensuous curves of her tanned thighs and knees, and found himself staring at her newly revealed panties. The light blue silkiness of the wispy undergarment was stretched skin-tight over the swollen mound of her cunt. He could even see the vertical line of depression that split the mound into two firm halves.

Kelly saw him looking at her with hunger in his eyes and she wondered how he would have liked her the way she and her little sister had been back at the park – without a trace of undies underneath. If it were that way, he'd be looking straight into the wet slit of her hot little snatch this very moment. She was glad she was wearing panties, though. She wanted him to lick and suck them too, like he'd done with her outer garment.

He made a move toward the elastic top, but she put her hand on his to intercede.

"Not yet, not yet," she whispered, her voice low and sultry. "Gimme a little panty-sucking first, okay?"

"Huh?" he responded, irritated at being held off still longer from what was underneath. "What do you mean? Listen, I'm dying to strip you off all the way and get my mouth straight on your naked pussy so I can lick it."

"I know, I know," she begged. "Me too, I want you to… Jesus, I'll let you suck me dry if you want to – but first can't you just plaster your tongue on the crotch of my panties and give me a nice lick-job through the crotch? Look at 'em. They're so thin down there, and so damp from my pussy juice that you can darn near see right through them anyway."

Having his head between her naked thighs with her scantily covered cunt in his face was too exciting to make him refuse her anything. He pressed his lips and tongue at once to the smelly, wispy-thin material that covered her pulsing snatch. He worked his nose and mouth around like a pig rooting for persimmons. He'd been smelling her cunt for a long time – now he could actually taste it, and the sensation of its flavor on his tongue made him crazy to lick and suck her as much as she would let him. His cock throbbed in his pants as he continued madly working on her.

"Oh… oh yeah," she cried, "that's what I want. You're making me so juicy and so hot… keep it up. Oh God, I love it!"

She reared back against the seat and her glistening tits stuck out high and proud from her chest as she dug her heels into the floorboards of the car and got more leverage. She took one of his hands and raised it to a tit as he worked away on her tightly pantied morsel. Finally she even ran her hand between his legs and felt for the swell of his cock. It was there all right, stiff and thick, just as she expected it to be.

"Go ahead, David," she sighed at last. "Strip off my panties and get my pussy out where it can get some air. It's suffocating in there, wow, believe me."

With his hands trembling, he peeled the wet undergarment off the smooth skin of her pubes and gazed at the shock of thick black curls that greeted him. He still had his hand on her tit and she saw him lick his lips for a few seconds before ducking below to the treasure just uncovered.

Then he darted his free hand to the black bush and parted it in the center. Two rosy-colored, moisture-laden pussy lips were suddenly exposed. The sight of her beautiful wet meat after the way she'd been tantalizing him and making him wait, made him crazy for her. He dropped his face once more to her crotch, this time entirely free of the stricture of any bothersome panties, and slid the hot flesh of his lips along the juicy curves of her waiting cunt.

"Ummm," she cried, "oh God yes… do it, David, please… lick my pussy and suck it for me till I come all over myself! Oh Jesus, that feels sweet!"

He greedily slurped the juice from her naked lips and felt her thick curls tickle his nose and cheeks as he kept it up. He could feel her sliding her ass around on the seat and knew she was getting as big a charge out of it as he was. She clamped her thighs around his head and urged him I on.

"Now your tongue, lover!" she panted. "Your tongue… stick it way in deep and really let me have it, will you? Here, I'll get your cock out and give you a nice hand job."

He eagerly complied with her request and was rewarded with the touch of her fingers on his zipper. She reached past his busy head and managed to bring his cock out of his fly in short order. It was so dark she could only see the sheen of its shiny red head, but the feel of it in her fingers excited her anew and made her cunt quiver with passionate longing. David pushed the end of his tongue deep inside, along the velvety folds of her moist channel, and worked his lips on her outer flesh at the same time.

She gave him a few slow jacks and then stepped up the pace, slipping her nimble fingers up and down the hard shaft in time to the rhythm of his active tongue.

"Oh wow," she cried, "I'm really getting there now, I'm really getting there!"

David ripped his mouth from her cunt just long enough to say, "Me too, baby, keep jacking me just like you're doing and I'm gonna come all over your legs!" Then he slapped his mouth back to her cunt.

At another time Kelly might have been revolted at even the thought of having a boy shoot off on her legs, but she was so hot it served only to make her more excited. She'd hoped he wouldn't hold out for sticking his cock into her pussy at the last moment because she was so close to her orgasm she didn't want to change the rhythm. His words made her feel free to come off strictly by way of his tongue.

The juice was flowing fast and furious now, and David knew it would only be seconds before he shot his wad. From every indication, Kelly was as close as he was. At that moment the headlights flashed on the side of their car. Kelly saw it but was so near to getting her jollies she didn't have time to think straight. In fact the danger of being suddenly discovered by some stranger with a boy's mouth going to town on her pussy seemed to increase her excitement.

"Suck honey!" she cried, her voice rising. "Oh Jesus, suck me good, I'm coming… tongue it for me, lover, tongue me good, that's the way, that's the way!"

Then the end of the hard cock she was holding spewed out a stream of hot thick fluid that flew all over her shins and knees. The fountain of sperm was accompanied by a deep groan of pleasure from David and she knew he'd hit his climax. She was wildly stimulated by the feel of hot spunk running down her calves. Already his tongue had her cunt hot as blazes, and the feel of his splattering wad was enough to put her over the top. She hugged his head to her cunt in one final spasm, and whimpered like a baby as her pussy pulsed with a heated climax of pure, unadulterated bliss.

She collapsed back into the seat and as David wearily crawled up from the floor, she remembered to glance back outside for the car. Not only was it no longer in sight but its headlights had already passed far out of the range of visibility.

She breathed a sigh of relief and told David what had happened, laughing at her mistake. He grinned and said, "It's a damned good thing no one did drive past here. You had me so fucking hot I couldn't have stopped licking your snatch for a thousand dollars."

As they tugged their clothes back on and drove off, Kelly said, "You can't fool me. You might have been grooving on licking my pussy quite a bit, but I'll bet the main thing that made you shoot your nuts off was a certain little thing I was doing with my hand."

"Maybe so," he grinned, conceding the point.

Just before they reached her block, David asked when they could get together again. It was quite obvious to Kelly that he had fallen for her pretty hard. Remembering his earlier bragging, she decided to throw it up in his face.

"Who said anything about us getting together again?" she coldly answered. "Not me. I have other fish to fry. The only reason we're together now is just because I needed a ride home, remember? Besides, from what you were telling me earlier you have so many girls you barely have time for them all."

He got red in the face and tried to back down but she wouldn't have it. He even begged her to go out with him again but she still wouldn't commit herself. She thought he was good-looking all right, but had decided he was too stuck on himself to be much fun. As she got out of the car she couldn't resist a little barb.

"See you around, Romeo," she cooed. "Who knows, maybe the next chick you ball will even let you stick your cock in and fuck like a man."

And she was away from the car in a flash, leaving David smoking with rage over her insult. Actually she had enjoyed what he did to her tremendously and wanted a suck job instead of a regular fuck – she could always count on good old Dad for that. But she knew that her slam at David's manhood would infuriate him and just did it on purpose. She giggled to herself as she walked down the sidewalk. She hadn't even let him touch her pussy with his cock – only with his mouth. She mentally patted herself on the back. She had done pretty well, she thought, considering how David had been just the second lover she'd ever had.

It made her think again of her boyfriend, Rex. Handling David so well made her want to do the same thing with Rex. And he wasn't nearly as aggressive as David. She amused herself by considering all the sexy things she could probably succeed in getting Rex to do if she worked it right. She'd have to keep the idea in mind.

In the house, her mother asked how it had been at Jeannie's house. Since she made it home so early, Curt wasn't peeved at all. He also asked about her evening.

"It was fun," Kelly said. And when they asked her what she and Jeannie had done, Kelly calmly replied, "Oh, we just sat around and talked about stuff."

On the way to her room, Kelly almost doubled over with suppressed laughter. If only her parents had known the truth, especially her dad – that the only sitting around she had done was on the front seat of a boy's car with his mouth in her panties, and that most of the talking had been groans and moans of pleasure. She started to shower before bed, but Lilly was using it. The water was running so she didn't hear her big sister approach. The girls had their own separate bathroom, which joined their two bedrooms so they were accustomed to seeing one another semi-nude or from time to time, nearly all the way naked.

But when Lilly noticed Kelly outside the glass door of the shower stall, she became angry. And her older sis knew at once why – she had accidentally caught Lilly in the act of very closely examining her barely pubescent young pussy.

"So what are you doing sneaking around peeking in the shower while I'm using it," the trim little blond demanded.

"What are you so uptight about?" Kelly answered, knowing full well the reason. "You didn't used to get shook when I happened to see you naked. And for gosh sake's, I wasn't peeking – I'm just standing here waiting to take a shower."

Lilly came out of the shower and grabbed a towel around her wet, slender body.

"None of your business why," she replied. "Heck, I'm not uptight. Can't a girl have any privacy?"

Kelly grinned. Apparently, her little sis was in the process of shedding her tomboy traits and beginning to be concerned about her feminine appearance.

"Couldn't be because I happened to catch you looking over that peach fuzz between your legs, could it? That why you're sore?" Kelly asked, baiting her.

Lilly finished drying herself and slid into a fresh pair of panties, turning her back to Kelly as she answered.

"For your information, it is not peach fuzz anymore," she said, ignoring Kelly's charge that she had been all caught up in examining her pubes. "I have hairs there, not fuzz. And it's none of your business, anyway."

She stalked out of the bathroom toward her bedroom, her cute little ass wiggling under the towel. As she left the room Kelly noticed that the little bee-sting titties Lilly had been sporting for a few months seemed to be somewhat larger. That was it okay. Lilly was finally growing up. And maybe just a wee bit jealous of her older sister's ample tits and of her furry bush.

Kelly stepped under the shower and began lathering herself down. She applied copious amounts of thick suds to her tits and underarms and to the curly swell of her cunt. As she washed her gleaming body, she thought fondly of how Lilly had been checking her meager-haired little pussy for signs of new ones about to pop out of the skin. She remembered so well how she had done the same thing herself when she was about that age, and how important it had been to her when she discovered a new one sprouting up. And when her titties had begun to swell, as Lilly's were doing now, she remembered how she carefully observed them from all angles every time she got the chance.

She hadn't been such a tomboy as Lilly. She had welcomed her developing femininity and had been eager for the swell of her titty to finally require a brassiere. She glanced down at the high tips of her fat nipples and was grateful that her little beestings had turned into such fully packed, perfectly shaped tits. She remembered the first time she ever played with her pussy and idly wondered if Lilly ever did such things. She giggled to herself as she combed her long black hair. The thought of her skinny little sis feeling around between her legs and fingering her nearly hairless pussy was somehow funny.

Kelly powdered herself with talcum, her usual procedure, and went to bed at once. Before long she was asleep. The release provided by David's mouth on her cunt a couple of hours earlier had made her very relaxed and ready for sleep.

In the master bedroom, Curt crawled between the sheets before Karol entered the room. When she got naked and slid in beside him, she threw her arm affectionately over his side and let her hand fall dangerously close to his soft cock. He gave no reaction, so she moved closer to him, pressing her naked tits against his back.

"Not tonight, honey," Curt said sleepily. "I got a big day ahead of me tomorrow at work."

Karol accepted his word. She rolled over to her side of the bed and lay quietly until she heard him snoring. Then she delicately placed her fingers between her thighs and worked on herself till she was nice and wet. Burying her face in the pillow so as not to wake Curt up, she frigged her juicy cunt for several long, delicious minutes. Finally she slipped her fingertips up to the shaft of her aroused clit and, applying herself to her lust, brought herself off. She lay for several minutes enjoying the relaxing lassitude which followed.

Before going to sleep she thought to herself about her sex life. If Curt wasn't ready to service her whenever she needed it from him, there were certainly other ways of getting the job done. And masturbation was only part of it. He knew she did that once in a while. But he'd no idea what additional activities his wife participated in to relieve her considerable appetites. And he wasn't ever going to find out, either. If he ever did, there was no question in her mind but what he'd divorce her. Gratified by her own fingers and keeping her secret safe within her head, Karol soon drowsed off to sleep.

But in the third bedroom of the Carson's house, the occupant was still very much awake. Young Lilly had a few things to concern herself with before she was ready to go to sleep. Making sure that her door was securely locked, the youngster stood in the middle of her room and judged herself critically in the mirror. She had never been very interested in her appearance until very recently, but now she was making up for lost time.

She had already changed into her shorty pajamas, so her arms and legs were covered. But being a very long-waisted girl, her pajama top failed to touch the waistband of the bottoms by a couple of inches. There was a band of honey-colored skin visible just above her protruding hip bones.

Compared to the other kids in her class at school, Lilly thought she was at least above average in looks and maybe even one of the prettiest two or three girls of all. But it wasn't her classmates she was concerned about. It was her big sis and even – since the keyhole affair – her mom. She had suddenly decided she was very deficient in the titty department, or "ninnies", as she sometimes called them. And she couldn't wait to have a nice pair the size of her mom's or of her sister's.

She turned this way and that, but no matter how she stood she couldn't make the points of her small titties show up through the top of her pajamas. Still looking at herself in the full-length mirror, she stepped out of her bottoms and regarded the long, slender legs that disappeared under the hem of her pajama tops with only an inch or two of panties visible. She honestly thought she had pretty good legs for her age, even if they did tend to be a little skinny. She turned and pranced in place, extending them and twisting them every which way. She liked what she saw.

And apparently a few other people did too. She'd noticed a couple of the older boys she played softball with take an awfully long look up her skirt if she happened to be wearing one when she played in the park with them. When she wore pants they didn't seem to notice her as much. In the past she had thought things like that were dumb, but now that she was changing her mind about a few things she could remember other guys who had looked at her in a funny way.

One was an old guy that lived near her school. Whenever she walked by on her way home, she would often see him trying to sneak a look up her skirt if the wind was blowing. If someone his age tried to see what she had under her skirt, then she reasoned she must be growing up. And she had also noticed that the boys who bagged groceries at the store had started paying attention to her if she happened to be wearing a tank top that showed her budding ninnies.

She sat back on the bed and unbuttoned her pajama top, letting it fall behind her. Now her titties were naked. She carefully examined them with her fingers. Each one had a pert berry of a nipple at its center and was supported with a firm little mound of titty flesh about as big as a fat strawberry. Maybe Mom would get her a bra soon. She touched them gently with the tips of her fingers and noticed that when she tickled them just right the tips got harder and stuck out more. It was sort of like the way they looked in the winter when she got cold. But she'd never noticed she could have them get hard by just touching them.

Lilly then swung her feet off the floor and lay backwards onto the bed with her toes in the air. She caught a shot of herself in the mirror and stuck her tongue out at herself, then slipped her thumbs under the elastic of her panties and skinned them off over her legs. She tossed them aside and let her feet fall to the floor again. She glanced again at the door and, assured once more she was in complete privacy, she spread her slim thighs. She put her hands between her legs and carefully manipulated the twin halves of her nearly hairless pussy lips.

No, there didn't seem to be any sign of new hairs yet. But the ones she had been secretly so proud of were very much in evidence, she was pleased to note – three golden strands that curled up from the pad of flesh at the top of her pussy. She delicately ran her fingers up each one to measure its length.

Lilly kept examining her pussy and thinking about how it compared with her mom's and her sister's. They both certainly had huge muffs of hair on theirs – coal black, too. Hers was bright blond and she wasn't sure if it would turn black one day like theirs or if it would stay blond because the hair on her head was that color. She'd have to take a little peek the next time she was in the girl's rest room at school and see if older blonds had light or dark pussy hairs.

Just then a fleeting motion caught her eye outside the bedroom window. It was a man's face. He was looking right at her and seeing everything she had. She screamed and hopped behind the bed.