Chapter 4: Steve Fucks Me

When I arrived at his house Steve met me at the front door wearing my favorite outfit - absolutely nothing! Seeing his awesome athletic nude body when he greeted me at the door for me sent a chill up and down my spine. The sly grin on his face told me he’d obviously been thinking about me as well - not to mention the massive erection he was slowly stroking. I looked behind me at the street and wondered if anyone was watching close enough to see him nude in the doorway! Steve seemed to be thinking the same thing when he retreated back into the entranceway a bit.

“Come on Kelly! Quit wasting time ... bring that cute little ass in here!”

No matter how many times I’d seen and touched it, I couldn’t help but stare at his swollen cock as it stood at attention. When it was hard like this it also curved upward like a banana. Granted, I’d only actually seen two real dicks in my life (babysitting doesn’t count) but I couldn’t imagine one that could have looked better. Mmmmmmm, it definitely looked like it was ready for action.

As soon as I was inside I closed the painted steel door behind me and stripped right there in the entranceway as my horny boyfriend watched me and stroked himself. Given I wasn’t wearing much it didn’t take long so a few moments later my clothes were in a heap at the door. Oh well, so much for worrying about what to wear! Steve looked at me with his mouth hanging open. I loved it when he looked at me that way, like a starving dog with a steak in front of him ready to be served.

“God you look so cute,” he whispered to me in an almost reverent tone, “I love it when you wear your hair that way - it makes you look even younger. Are you SURE you’re really fourteen?”

He was teasing of course but between having my hair pulled back, my little boobs and short fuzzy pussy hair, I probably DID look more like twelve than fourteen. Normally that would’ve discouraged me since I was always embarrassed when I was naked around girls my age. Being with Steve and seeing how turned he got was really the only time I felt good about looking younger than my age. My mom tried to console me by saying that I would appreciate the family genes when I got older. Maybe so, but there were times at the pool I would’ve loved to have bigger boobs for the guys to stare at.

“Hmmmmmm,” I said back to him as I stared at his wonderful cock, “And just what have you been thinking about doing to me that made THIS happen? Just what kind of naughty girl do you think I am?”

Steve just laughed. “I know EXACTLY what kind of girl you are Kelly. You’re a wicked little slut who can never get enough of my cock so just shut up and get that tight little ass on the couch so I can give you came over here for!”

Although I pretended to pout at the slut comment I knew in fact I really was one - or well on my way at least. Frankly I didn’t care that girls at school were starting to call me a slut - some even to my face. So what if I loved sex and didn’t care if people knew it? As for the couch, it was perfect! Normally it didn’t matter to me where Steve fucked me but in this case he needed to fuck me somewhere Sharon would be able to have a great view. Of course I didn’t see or hear any sign of her but I had to assume she was hiding somewhere close by.

With the two of were both nude so quickly the undressing ritual was avoided allowing us both to sit down on the couch close to each other. Steve put his strong arms around me and pulled me tight against his hard body. My tiny breasts pressed against his smooth chest and I could see his hard cock standing up, anxiously waiting for me. Dang I felt so good! I had one arm around his lower back and then I reached down to grab his tight athletic ass and massaged it slowly.

Steve was not only an athlete but he also worked on a local farm during the summer. Mmmmmmm, there wasn’t an ounce of fat on him. His bare butt was so warm and smooth - I loved the firm feel of it in my hands. We kissed for a while as our tongues explored while he played with my hair and ran his hands all over me. As he ran his fingers through my hair I shivered as a chill ran through my body. I always loved it when someone played with my hair but it became literally a sexual experience when Steve did it in situations such as this.

If we’d been at my house where I knew we had as much time as we wanted I could’ve stayed beside him like that for hours. Cuddling and gentle groping is a massive turn-on for me although I knew Steve’s cock had other intentions. I couldn’t blame him as after all, he WAS a guy which meant he just wanted to fuck me and get it over with. It was obvious from the way his cock quivered that it was demanding attention so finally Steve sat up straight on the couch while I kneeled on the floor between his knees. Holding his wonderful dick in one hand, my other hand was soon between my legs were I could feel my soaking wet pussy craving some attention of its own.

“That’s it, suck my dick Kelly,” Steve demanded, “C’mon, take it in your mouth and suck it!”

Ignoring his directions, I gently licked the underside of his hard cock, teasing him as he pressed it forward to try to push it in my mouth. Then I twirled my tongue around the head several times and looked up at him.

“Mmmmmmm, so do you like my mouth on your cock Steve?”

He nodded vigorously and so I continued, “Tell me how it feels.”

I spit on his cock to get it wetter and more slippery so it would be easier to stroke it with my hand. Taking the swollen head in my mouth, I sucked on it like it was a warm popsicle, letting my tongue have its way with it. Then I took him in all the way as I allowed my hand to slide off of him just as my lips reached the base of his hairy crotch. Shaking my head back and forth with his cock pressing against the back of my throat, I noticed how good he smelled. With my nose buried in his thick black pubic hair the musky male odor of his crotch was overwhelming.

As I sucked his dick Steve laid his head back against the couch and groaned, “Oh god Kelly, that feels so good! Suck it more, suck my dick you fucking bitch!”

He really didn’t have to ask as I was more than happy to do it on my own! Using my hand and mouth I sucked his cock like it was the last one I would ever have. My hand stroked it on the upward movement, following my mouth as it let him escape and then stroking him downward as my mouth absorbed him again. He felt so warm in my mouth and I loved the taste of him. His crotch had a strong musky smell that was sensual and just a little dirty at the same time. His pubic hair would play against my face and forehead when I took him in my mouth, tickling me and reminding me of where my head was - buried in my boyfriend’s crotch like some sort of whore!

Steve had both hands on my head, grabbing my hair and driving my head down onto him. As he got more excited his hips started to buck up against me in time with my movements as if he was trying to fuck my mouth.

“Oh fuck Kelly, don’t stop! Dammit don’t stop now! ... Suck it ... Suck my dick!”

His voice was rising and I wondered if Sharon was getting an eyeful of how good I was sucking her brother. I could imagine her playing with herself, wishing it was her name he was calling out instead of mine.