Chapter 2

The next morning, Jack woke up and headed into town for the conference. It felt like a long drive, even if it was actually around twenty minutes, but he was still tired from the night prior. His mind was still reeling from his activities with Chelsea. He couldn’t believe they had done that and was worried there would be a pissed off parent waiting for him when he got back.

When he arrived, he grabbed a large coffee and drank it quickly. These professional conferences were always a massive bore on the best of days. They could be fun for networking and the after-parties if you wanted to get wasted with a bunch of strangers, but he just wanted to get through this today. He found a seat, took out his laptop, and waited for the first presentation to start.

Noon rolled around, and there was a two-hour break for lunch. Jack picked up some take-out Chinese and ate by himself. He was the odd man out having missed the opening night activities. By the time he finished eating, he still had an hour to kill, so he wandered around the area looking for something to occupy his time. It was during this time that he found a shop that sold swimwear, so he figured he would stop in to have a look.

As he entered the store, he saw all kinds of women’s swimwear; everything from full one-piece suits down to tiny string bikinis. He hadn’t planned on getting anything at first, but he couldn’t help thinking of getting a gift for Chelsea, something that might actually fit her better and wasn’t see-through when wet. He wandered around the displays and aisles for a while before finding a small green bikini that was made for girls with smaller breasts. Looking at it, his mind imagined what Chelsea would look like wearing it. He had to snap himself out of it when a clerk asked if he needed assistance. He said he was ready to purchase it and walked to the register.

After he left the store, he headed back to the conference center for the afternoon presentations. He was dying to get out of there by the last presentation of the day. As soon as he could, he packed up his laptop, took the bag with the swimsuit in it, and headed to his car.

He stopped off at the diner on the way back and picked up some take-out meals. He figured Chelsea probably hadn’t had much to eat that day. He drove back to the motel and pulled into the empty spot by the pool. He saw Chelsea get up at the sight of his car and walk to the fence.

“You’re back. Did you miss me?” she asked teasingly.

“Maybe, plus I was just really bored, and I think I would rather spend my time elsewhere.”

“Awwww, I think you’re starting to fall for me, Jack,” she said with a wink.

“I don’t know, but I did get you some food if you want.”

“I’m starved, let’s go to your room to eat.”

“Ok, let me just throw my stuff in my room first and clean up while you change out of your bathing suit.”

The two briefly parted as Jack went up and dumped his laptop and other things in his room. He changed out of his business suit and into some jeans and a T-shirt. A couple of minutes later, Chelsea knocked on his door and came in. She was wearing another short skirt and a tube top. They sat on the bed and opened up the food containers.

They watched some TV as they ate. He just got them burgers again since he knew she liked them. At one point, Chelsea changed positions and sat cross-legged in front of him. He once again saw that she was not wearing any panties. He nearly choked, looking at her smooth slit before reaching for something to drink.

It was after 8:00 when they finished eating and just sat on the bed watching TV. Chelsea started to slowly move closer to Jack to snuggle into him again when he stood up quickly.

“Hold on, I want to give you something. I saw it when I was downtown, and I thought of you.”

Jack handed her the bag from the store, and she looked inside.

“Is this for me? Really?” her voice trembling a little. It didn’t seem like she received a lot of gifts.

“Of course, hopefully it fits. I figured you might want a new one.”

“Thank you so much! Let me go try it on,” she hopped up and down, then headed to the bathroom. A few minutes later, she came out looking stunning. The suit looked great on her. Her tiny breasts were a bit more noticeable. He could see her flat stomach, and the bottoms curved down nicely, showing off her thighs.

“Do you like it?” she said, doing a slow spin for his inspection.

“You look fantastic, Chelsea. Really!”

“Thank you!” She stood up on her tiptoes and kissed him on the lips, tenderly.

“You’re welcome,” he said, returning a kiss to her.

His hands lingered on her back and hers around his waist. They looked at each other and both moved together for another kiss. Their passions started burning for each other and their hands started to roam. Chelsea’s hands moved under his shirt, rubbing his chest hairs while Jack’s hands were all over her flat ass.

Her hands continued to move up, lifting his T-shirt over his head, while he reached behind her back and untied her bikini top, pulling it off and dropping it on the floor. He looked at her tiny mounds; her nipples hard and enticing. He lowered his head and sucked the small nub into his mouth. He teased the fleshy bump with his tongue and nibbled on it with his teeth. She rolled her head back and groaned, enjoying the sensations before he moved over to the other side.

Her hands grasped at his jeans, unbuttoning them and lowering the zipper. She pulled away from his embrace and got down on her knees in front of him. She pulled down his jeans and his boxers, his cock sprang free, and she took it in her mouth after he stepped out of his clothes.

She looked even cuter than the previous night, as he watched her work on his pole with her mouth. It felt even better too as she used one hand on his balls and the other stroking his shaft. He could feel her taking more of him deeper into her mouth, her lips almost touched the end of his shaft. He put his hands on her head and rocked his hips into her mouth, fucking her face slightly.

He had been thinking about her all day, so he was wired up already. It didn’t take long for him to feel himself getting close to the edge.

“I’m going to cum, Chelsea,” he groaned out. He had expected her to swallow it like the previous night, but she then quickly pulled off, jerking him with her hand. He was too close to cumming to question it as he burst the first rope out at the girl below him. The first rope splashed hard onto her eyes and nose, the second on her face, and the rest she pointed at her small chest, coating herself in his cum. After the last couple drips, she took him back into her mouth to clean him off then looked up at him.

“Why’d you do that?” Jack asked.

“I wanted to give you something I had never done before. Did you like it? Do you like seeing me covered in your cum?”

“You look so sexy, Chelsea. I wish I could take a picture of you.”

“You can, just don’t show them to anyone, ok?”

Jack agreed and grabbed his phone, snapping several pictures of the young girl dripping in his white sauce. He got many pictures of her tiny, glazed tits but she was still wearing the bikini bottoms so he couldn’t get a shot of her tight little pussy. After he was done, he gave her a towel to clean herself up. Luckily, none got in her hair, so she just had to wipe off her skin with a damp towel. Once she was clean, it was Jack’s turn.

After she finished cleaning the cum off herself, he leaned down and kissed her pretty lips. His strong hands reached down and gripped her ass, lifting her up into the air. She wrapped her legs around his waist as he carried her over to the bed, before placing her down gently, their mouths still locked together.

He broke their embrace and traced his tongue down her body, stopping to suckle on her tiny tits once again. When he reached her stomach, he stopped and carefully untied the knots on her bikini bottoms, like he was unwrapping a delicate Christmas gift. He untied one side, then moved over to the other side. As the final knot loosened, Chelsea lifted her ass up so he could pull the material away from her dripping sex. They were now fully naked with each other for the first time.

Jack was still between her legs, looking at the most beautiful pussy he’d ever seen. He could see how wet she was already, as she parted her legs wider. She barely had any inner lips, her pussy looked like a juicy little peach ready to be eaten. He ran his hands over her soft mound, admiring how smooth and silky her skin was. He used two fingers to part her outer lips so he could gaze into her dripping light pink interior.

Jack could smell the excitement emanating from her lower body. It was intoxicating and he knew he had to taste her. He moved his face in close, inches from her slit, and flicked out his tongue, teasing her. Chelsea was beside herself, she wanted him so badly. She put her hands on his head and shoved his face into her snatch, Jack happily obliged.

He pressed his face into her pussy and buried his tongue deep inside her, swirling it around to get at her juices. He loved how she tasted, it was so sweet and fresh, like ripe strawberries in the summer. His tongue danced all around her spread sex, sucking on her tiny clit and licking over her tight little asshole. Chelsea moaned, her thin legs spread lewdly open for the older man to dine on her young honeypot, gathering her nectar.

Chelsea used her own hands to play with her tiny tits as she was eaten. She was in ecstasy, never having experienced this before, and she wished she could have this always. She could feel a swell building deep within her core, a tsunami of pleasure about to crash on top of her. Her legs started to thrash, her breathing was hard, coming in gasps, and then it happened. The wave broke over her.

All Jack could hear was a loud gasp, his head was then crushed between her closed thighs as a flood of girl cum splashed onto his face. Not one to pass up a free drink, he opened wide and took in as much of her squirting juices as he could. His face was wet and sticky, but he knew she enjoyed that. As Chelsea’s legs loosened on his head, he removed himself and crawled up next to her as she recovered.