Trick or Treat
by (Hidden)
I flexed my cock, and she moaned in response, her hot, wet pussy rippling all along the length of my nine-inch rod, buried balls deep in her belly. I was sitting on my heels in the middle of the bed, my hands linked behind her back, feasting my eyes on her as she sat impaled on my cock.
Her head was tilted back, her long black hair falling almost to the bed. Her startlingly blue eyes were slitted, her tongue darting out to wet her lips every now and then, as she concentrated on the feeling of my cock stretching her newly deflowered pussy. Her breasts, big, luscious round globes perched proudly on her chest, heaved in time with her breathing. The pearl white skin of her tits was lightly flushed from her arousal, the breasts themselves were swollen, and her thick, rubbery nipples were distended, so turgidly erect that even her areolas were swollen, standing like over-sized Hershey kisses on her softball sized boobs. Her waist was impossibly slim, she had trim, yet womanly hips and her belly was very softly rounded, yet firm. Her legs were shapely and muscular, and led the eye up to her small, heart-shaped ass, so small that I could easily cup each taut cheek in one hand. Her tiny hands were lovely, and at this moment were firmly clamped on my forearms.
I allowed myself to fall backwards and stretched out full length on my bed, my six foot, four inch height easily accommodated by the huge bed. She moaned again as my ass hitting the mattress drove my rigidly erect cock another fraction of an inch into her pussy, the plum sized head of my cock bumping and massaging her cervix. Her whole body tightened and she came again, her tight wet cunt clamping on my cock and rippling along the length of it like a bunch of tiny hands.
Then her orgasm was fading and she whined as the sensations died away. Her eyes opened and she looked dazedly at me as I shifted my grip down to her tight little ass. I cupped each delightful little cheek in my hands and muscled her ninety-five pounds up into the air, my thick cock sliding from her cunny until only the fat head was still enfolded by her spasming canal. Then I dropped her, impaling her lush body on my huge cock again.
She squealed and came again, her body arching back as my cock thundered home into her tight pussy like a freight train charging into a railway tunnel. The sheer eroticism of the moment got to me and I stiffened as well, my balls drawing up as I came in her, shooting wad after wad of steaming cum deep into her belly. She bucked and writhed on me as she felt the heat of my jism filling her cunt, and came again, screaming in delight as we orgasmed together.
As her massive orgasm wound down, she slowly wilted and collapsed onto my chest, the top of her head tucking neatly under my chin, her long, thick hair covering her back like a blanket. My hands still cupped her ass and I squeezed and massaged it as we recovered.
She wormed her way up my body, my still hard cock sliding out of her as she moved, until my cock fell out of it’s new home with a soggy pop, and her face was over mine. We kissed, her tongue dueling mine until she broke off the kiss and whispered her thanks to me, her face tucked into my neck as she spoke.
Yes, she was thanking me. She was fully aware of what would happen to me if we were caught. Most parents take a dim view of a thirty-five year old man making love to an eighteen-year-old college freshman.
To be honest, I hadn’t had a chance. The first time I laid eyes on her in her Halloween costume, I had popped a massive woody, a hard-on that she couldn’t miss, the way it was tenting my jeans.
She had been the little girl next door ever since she was born, eighteen years ago and I had been an honorary Uncle for all of her life. Her parents and I got along very well together, except for her mother’s sporadic attempts to hook me up with her girl friends, and even those times weren’t too bad, as I usually got laid by a newly minted divorcee or a new friend of hers who preferred being single. Anyway, I had known Val for all of her life, although I hadn’t noticed her all that much. I mean, she was a kid. Who notices kids?
She had showed up at my door early on this Halloween night, dressed as a Munchkin and Trick Or Treating for UNICEF with her sorority sisters. The other girls hadn’t noticed my dilemma, as my rigid cock had been hidden from them by the huge bowl of goodies I held clasped to my belly. They all stood tall enough so the bowl of candy hid the rising storm in my pants. Luckily, I had a pocket full of dollar bills and didn’t have to dig into my wallet.
But Val saw it. And it fascinated her.
So when she showed up the later that night, in a drastically altered Munchkin costume that showed a LOT more of her ripe little body, it sort of floored me. She rejected my candy as ‘too fattening’ and demanded an apple instead. Then she stepped into the house while I fetched one from the back porch, closing and locking the front door and turning off the front porch light. When I returned with the apple and tried to hand it to her, she grabbed my cock instead. And that’s where she pretty much ran out of nerve.
We stood there for a frozen moment of time, until I reached out and gently cradled one of her delectable boobs in my hand, my thumb automatically finding and flicking her nipple. She sighed, and gave me a helpless look, and that’s when I took charge.
Still fondling her lush young tit, I unfastened my belt and quickly dropped trou, and my nine-inch cock sprang up as it was freed from its denim prison, right under her nose. She gasped and grabbed my cock again, this time using both hands to fondle and stroke it, running her tiny hands up and down the shaft. Her hands were as soft as the finest silk, and I noticed absently that her fingers did not reach around my rampantly erect cock. She leaned closer to take a good look at the formidable cock in her hands, and I gently cupped the back of her head in my hand, and urged her closer.
When her lips touched the drooling tip of my cock, I stopped and caressed the back of her head, running my fingers through her thick hair. She pulled back from my cock and a thin strand of pre-cum went with her, stretching from her lips to the head of my cock. Her tongue flicked out and broke the strand, capturing a thin ribbon of it, and vanishing back into her mouth as quickly as it had appeared.
She tasted it for a moment, and made up her mind. She leaned forward and engulfed the head of my cock in her hot mouth, her tongue laving it and catching all the pre-cum that was leaking in a steady stream from my painfully hard cock. My eyes must have bugged out as this gorgeous college girl started to suck my cock. I know that my brain went south as her lips wrapped around my steel hard shaft.
She giggled as I pried her off of my cock, and she wrapped her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist when I picked her up, stepped out of my pants and underwear, and started for the bedroom. I knew that her size was going to preclude a lot of things with this girl. I’m a tall guy and she is a tiny girl, so sixty-nine was out of the question. Plus, I had serious doubts about even being able to get my cock into her. A nine-inch cock into a four and a half foot girl does not leave a lot of room for other things, like stomach, spleen, liver, stuff like that.
But, oh Lord, it was gonna be fun trying...
She was raining little kisses onto my neck and face as I walked towards the bedroom, and being wrapped around me like she was, pretty much left my hands free, and they seemed to go to her taut little ass all by themselves. She moaned a little as my hands squeezed and kneaded her tight cheeks, and gasped when my forefingers swept aside her thong panties and found her hot little pussy. She gasped again as my fingers pried open her tight cunt and moaned loudly, her head going loose on her shoulders as I carefully worked a finger from each hand into her hot tunnel, up to the second knuckle.
I climbed onto the bed and knee-walked to the center of the huge mattress, my fingers still in her drooling cunt, and stopped as her mouth nibbled on my neck, across my jaw and fastened itself to my lips, her tongue licking them and then delving between them to invade my mouth. I put twenty years of kissing experience into that first kiss, and I was pleasantly surprised to discover that she knew what she was doing as well.
As we kissed, I took my right hand off of her delectable little ass, and grabbed my cock, bending it upwards until the fat, leaking, plum sized head was wedged into her pussy lips, along with my finger. She broke our kiss and looked into my eyes, her gaze smoky with promises of things to come.
“Do it!” she whispered. Then she blushed brightly as she heard her own words.
I smiled at her and said, “No sweetheart, you do it. Take it at your own pace, whenever your ready.”
Her head darted forward and she licked my lips again. She tucked her head into the corner of my jaw, and I felt her legs unwind from around my waist as she got her feet under her. I sat on the bed, legs splayed out in front of me and leaned back, leaving her squatting over my cock, braced myself with my arms, and looked at her. She blushed again as I drank in the sight of her.
She was wearing an impossibly short house dress from right out of the fifties, with a square cut bodice that showcased a very deep cleavage. The hem of the dress was ragged, she had not cut it when she shortened it earlier, merely ripped it to its current scandalous length. Her breasts strained at the material with each deep breath she took. My gaze drifted down, and I could see under the short skirt, between her spread thighs to where her hot, steaming pussy kissed the tip of my rampantly erect cock, her cunt lips splayed over the head.
She moved her hands to my chest, feeling the muscles through my T-shirt, and slowly trailed them down to my belly, taking the hem of my shirt in her hands and drawing it upwards. I sat up a little and raised my arms, and she drew it off me over my head. I relaxed back again, bracing myself with my arms, as she bundled the shirt in her hands and buried her face in it, inhaling my scent as she looked at me.
Then she flung the shirt aside and rested her hands on her knees, and wiggled her hips, the movement scrubbing my cock head up and down between her labia. She gasped as my cock nudged her clit sending a lightening bolt of pleasure through her body. God, she was hot in there! She craned her head forward and looked down to where we were not quite joined, her hands gently exploring the massive invader poised at the gates of her pussy.
I moaned as her fingers climbed the stalk of my cock, and fluttered on the lips of her pussy, feeling how they were wrapped around the bulbous head of my nine-inch rod. She bit her lip and looked up at me through her long eyelashes.
I was deathly afraid that she would decide that I was too big for her, and change her mind. It would drive me mad to have to stop here, but I knew, deep down in my heart that I couldn’t fuck this girl against her will.
She gave me a tentative smile as her hands again climbed the shaft of my cock and flattened against the soft skin of her inner thighs. She slid them down her legs and around her knees and back up to her hips, the only sound in the room the soft whisper of her palms sliding over her skin. She hooked the hem of her dress in her hands as they moved up over her hips and kept going, slowly baring her belly as her hands moved upward. She was biting her lip and that smoky look was back in her eyes as she watched me watching her.
Her hands slowly moved from her sides to her belly as they traveled upwards and she cupped her breasts, the material of her skirt still hiding them from me as she caressed herself. Then. in that slow, sinuous move that all women seem to know from birth, her arms crossed and moved up over her head, taking her dress with them.
I gasped aloud as she bared her breasts to me. I knew that she had big tits, but knowing something and seeing something are two very different things. Her arms were still up over her head, her back arched as she pulled the dress off over her head, and her amazingly lush, ripe young breasts were proudly on display for me, standing out from her slender chest like grapefruit halves on a table, her nipples rigidly erect and the size of the tip of her little finger.
The dress dropped to the bed, and with her arms still up, she combed her long black hair back over her shoulders in that incomparably feminine move that all women seem to use. Her hands dropped to her breasts and she cupped them again, lifting them up towards me, her fingers and thumbs finding the turgid nipples and rolling them as I stared at them.
Then her hands were on my chest, her fingers digging into my pecs as she started to bob her hips on me, her mouth falling open as my bloated cock started to tunnel into her belly, gaining a fraction of an inch each time she bobbed her ass on me.
“Oh my God!” she moaned to herself. “I didn’t know it would feel like this!” I couldn’t believe my ears, but it sounded like this lush, ripe-bodied young woman was still a virgin!
My hands flew to her hips, stilling them before I even knew that I was going to move them. She frowned down at me as I gaped up at her.
“What?” she asked.
“You ... you’re still a virgin!” I stammered, unable to believe that I was doing this, and completely floored that some swaggering high school jock hadn’t plucked this little flower before now.
“Yeah, so?” she said; yet another blush flaming in her face as she looked at me.
“But ... but ... you ... I ... we shouldn’t...” I said suavely, my own face burning as I listened to myself stuttering, my composure blown away by this discovery.
A small, Madonna-like smile appeared on her face as she realized why I was suddenly on the ropes. She reached out and tenderly stroked my face.
“Yes, we should.” she said. She pressed her fingers to my lips as I started to speak. “Shush!” I gaped up at her. “I chose you for this years ago,” she continued, “when I got my first period. I knew, even back then, that you were the one I wanted to take my virginity.”
I opened my mouth to speak, and she pinched my lips shut and said “Shush!” again. “You want to know, why you, right?” I nodded. “I picked you because, well, because to you, I’ve always been a person and not just a kid.”
I gaped at her again. I’d always paid attention to her when she wanted me to, and I’d never talked down to her like so many adults tend to do with kids, but I behaved like that with every kid in my life, not just her. I had seven nieces, some of them older than her, some of them not, plus there were other kids in the neighborhood, some of them as ripe and ready as she was, but none of them had ever grabbed my cock.
“Ooo?” I mumbled through pinched lips.
“So,” she echoed, “that means that to you, I’m me, Val, a real person with feelings and not just a fortuitous and convenient piece of teenaged ass!” She looked at me again, and smiled. “Don’t you get it, you big dummy?”
Eyes wide, still flabbergasted, I shook my head no.
She leaned forward until all I could see were her brilliant blue eyes. “I know,” she whispered, “that you would never hurt me. I know that if I got scared and changed my mind, that you wouldn’t just pin me down and take me.”
I stared at her again, my cool blown all to hell. “And I know,” she continued, her breath hot on my face, her eyes boring into my soul, “that you’ve wanted to fuck me since even before I grew these.” she said, brushing my chest with her tits. “That means that you wanted me for me, and not because I have a hot body.” She was blushing again as she straightened up. “Well?” she asked me, knowing that I knew what the question was.
I stared up at her, knowing that somehow, she’d hit the nail right on the head. Everything she’d just said to me was right. I’d never done or said anything to let her know, but I had lusted after her for years. I wanted to be the one to make her a woman, to have her love and her trust.
And she knew!
I relaxed and said, “Eet ooo.” She released my lips and left her hand on my cheek. Her hips started bobbing again on my still hard cock. I looked at her. “Have I always been that transparent to you?”
A sunny smile lit up her face and she nodded her head, still bobbing away on me.
“Um, birth control?” I asked softly while trying to remember if I had any condoms in the house.
She nodded again, adding another dose of steel to my cock.
“And you love...” I strangled on that last word, suddenly terrified that she did, and more afraid that she didn’t.
Her smile grew broader and she giggled. “Don’t worry, you big goon. I love you, but not in that ‘Lets get married and have kids’ way.” That smoky, lustful look washed over her eyes again. “I want what your girlfriends get, that makes them scream in the middle of the night. Make love to me!” she whispered. “Make me a woman and make me scream!”
I smiled my assent, and reached up and cupped her breasts, my fingers tugging and twisting her rock hard nipples. Her hips started moving faster, her snug little cunt fucking the head of my cock, and then she lurched downwards, impaling herself on my rampantly erect cock. She breath caught in her throat as she took fully half of my thick nine-inch rod.
“Oh God!” she moaned. “So full ... you’re so fuckin’ big...” She tried to look down to where we were connected, but couldn’t see past my hands, still mauling her luscious jugs.
“Don’t stop now, sweetie!” I gasped. My cock felt like a hot greasy hand was grabbing it. “Half to go, baby!” My hands settled onto her slim hips, urging her upwards and then back down as she rose to the tip of my straining cock.
She relaxed her legs and dropped onto my cock like a ton of bricks, driving my massive rod to the hilt in her soft, buttery cunt. Her head fell back and her groan echoed in the room. Her cunt clamped down on my buried cock and she spasmed through her very first orgasm while impaled on a cock.
“Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!” she screamed, in time with the convulsions that threatened to crush my cock as she writhed in the grip of her orgasm. I linked my hands behind her back as her orgasm wound down, sitting on my heels and holding her.
I allowed myself to fall backwards and stretched out full length on my bed, my six foot, four inch height easily accommodated by the huge bed. She moaned again as my body hitting the mattress drove my rigidly erect cock another fraction of an inch in to her pussy, the plum sized head of my cock bumping and massaging her cervix. Her whole body tightened and she came again, her tight wet cunt clamping on to my cock and rippling along the length of it like a bunch of tiny hands.
I glanced down the front of her lush young body to where my massive rod disappeared into her tight cunt, amazed at how far that long, thick rod had penetrated into her ripe young body.
Then her orgasm was fading and she whined as the sensations died away. Her eyes opened and she looked dazedly at me as I shifted my grip down to her tight little ass. I cupped each delightful little cheek in my hands and muscled her weight up into the air, my thick cock sliding from her cunt until only the fat head was still enfolded in her spasming canal. Then I dropped her, impaling her lush body on my huge cock again.
She squealed and came again, her body arching back as my cock thundered home in her tight belly. The sheer eroticism of the moment got to me and I stiffened as well, my balls drawing up as I came in her, shooting wad after wad of steaming cum deep into her belly. She bucked and writhed on me as she felt the heat of my jism filling her cunt, and came again, screaming in delight as we orgasmed together.
As her massive orgasm wound down, she slowly wilted and collapsed onto my chest, the top of her head tucking neatly under my chin, her long, thick hair covering her back like a blanket. My hands still cupped her ass and I squeezed and massaged it as we recovered.
She wormed her way up my body, my still hard cock sliding out of her as she moved, until my cock slid out of it’s new home with a soggy pop, and her face was over mine. We kissed, her tongue dueling mine until she broke off the kiss and whispered her thanks to me, her face tucked into my neck as she spoke.
“Sweetheart,” I said, lifting her face to mine. “Are you ok? That little pussy of yours hurt? Sore?”
“Oh nooo...” she breathed, and licked my lips. “I didn’t want it ever to end.”
“I got news, baby,” I smiled. “It hasn’t!” She squealed as I rolled us over, taking my weight on my elbows so I wouldn’t crush her. I dipped my head to her breasts and sucked in a hard rubbery nipple, flicking it with my tongue and chewing it lightly with my teeth as my hand found the other lush orb, squeezing it as my fingers found the nipple. I tortured both nipples, feeling them swiftly harden into diamond hard nubs in my mouth and hand.
I rolled to my side, and my free hand snaked its way down her firm belly to her drooling pussy, our juices hot on my fingers as I stroked her labia and wormed two fingers inside. My thumb found her clit and teased it as I located the bundle of nerves at the front of her cunt, about halfway in, and rubbed it firmly but gently.
Her thighs clamped together, trapping my hand as I stimulated her G-spot. “Oh!” she squealed. “Oh, my God! What ... wha ... Oh! OOOHH!” Her tight cunt tried to crush my busy fingers as her orgasm smashed down on her, and I could feel her nipple swelling in my mouth as the sensations swirled through her.
At the height of her orgasm, I pulled off of her tit and rolled back on her. Using the two fingers still embedded in her pussy, I pried her lips open, snuggled my still hard cock against them, hunched my hips downwards and drove it inside, not stopping until my balls slapped her taut ass, my bulbous cock head prodding her cervix.
Her eyes popped wide open and she let out a breathless little whistling scream, her legs moving to point straight up at the ceiling as she spasmed into another orgasm, grunting deep in her chest as she bucked and writhed under me. I hooked her legs with my elbows, spreading her open, and started to fuck her.
My first orgasm had taken the edge off, and right at that moment, I was as hard as a steel spike, and about that sensitive as well. I was in the zone, and young Valerie was about to get what she had said she wanted. ‘I want what your girlfriends get, that makes them scream in the middle of the night.’ was what she had said.
I braced myself up on my elbows and looked down at her. Her blue eyes were tightly closed and her mouth hung open as she panted for breath. Her hands gripped my biceps, her fingers digging into my flesh as she concentrated on the feeling of my massive rod spearing deep into her belly. Her breasts quivered and shook every time my hips crashed into hers; driving her taut little body deep into the soft mattress as my loaded balls slapped her ass.
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