"And that's all?" Tracy asked fearfully. "Promise," Al said.
The promise did it.
"Okay," Tracy said.
Suddenly she hiked her T-shirt up in front. She bunched it up and held it high above her ripe, jutting, pink-tipped tits.
"Jesus!" Al groaned.
He leaned over to her and licked at her pink nipples with his thick tongue. Tracy whimpered immediately, and fed her tits to him. Al snuggled closer and lapped his hot tongue all over her taut, young tits.
"Oh, wow," Tracy breathed and, feeling safer with the nice man, settled back against the arm of the sofa.
Al caressed her naked ribs and sides and rubbed her tits hornily. Then he took a nipple between his teeth, very gently, and nibbled at her. He gave it a suck and Tracy moaned. Knowing then what the kid liked, he sucked the hell out of both nipples until Tracy was a trembling, moaning little nymph.
His mouth grew very wet on her tits and he licked and sucked to his bean's content. These were the tits he had seen grow day by day, week by week, month by month. Tracy's tits had been on his mind a lot lately.
He kissed, licked and sucked them like he loved them, and Tracy got the full benefit of his passion and adoration.
"Golly," she breathed after a while, "I didn't know it would feel that good…"
Her breath grew hotter by the minute and every once in a while her little ass squirmed on the sofa. Al's mouth was getting to her. Through heavy-lidded eyes, she glanced over at the TV.
"He's not licking her tits any more," she panted.
Al took a look at the guy with his face buried in the woman's bushy cunt.
"No," he said. "He's licking her pussy."
He looked at Tracy… breathing hotly and slumped on his sofa. Her hands had replaced his mouth. She had her tight young tits cupped in both hands, feeling them, fingers toying with her spiking pink nipples. His eyes met hers and an incredible heat arose between them.
Silently, slowly, carefully, he hooked his fingers into her jeans with one hand, and with the other he unzipped her. Tracy took a deep breath and waited.
He eased her jeans downward, below her navel. Tracy swallowed hard, nervously, but lifted her ass up off the sofa so he could take her pants off of her.
He peeled the tight jeans down her curvy young thighs and lovely legs. Tracy kicked a little at them as her excitement mounted. They dropped to the floor and she was splendidly naked from tits to toes.
Her eyes burned into him as her growing passion took over. As if she needed it more than anything else in the world, she slowly spread her cute legs and let Al see all of her horny little pussy.
"Want me to lick it for you?" he asked hotly.
"Yes," Tracy said weakly.
She riveted her eyes to the fuck-scenes on TV and surrendered her cunt to a man's hot tongue. The first lick of his tongue made her gasp. Her hands squeezed tightly on her tits and she stretched her leg farther out on the floor to fully expose her hot cunt.
She panted as Al licked his tongue up and down her cunt-crack, and she mowed when he inserted it between her tight pussy-lips. Al breathed hotly into her pussy-hair and shafted his tongue up into her juicy young cunt-hole. "Oh!" she cried.
Her eyes closed in rapture as the man licked all of his tongue into her cunt. This was the cunt Al had dreamed of. Now he attacked it with his lips and tongue and teeth. He foraged in her young crotch and enjoyed himself immensely. It was the youngest pussy he had ever eaten.
Tracy went crazy on the sofa. Her wildest dreams didn't match this overwhelming reality. Al's tongue drove her out of her mind with lust and need and horniness. She came alive for him, clutched her tits, humped her cunt, and begged for more in her sexual delirium.
"More! More!" she gasped hotly, pushing her pussy up at his mouth. "Ohhhh, Mr. Bensonnnn… that's amazing! Eweee, do more, do more! Oh, ohhh, ohhhh, my pussy's so hot and wet! More, more!"
To her horror, Al suddenly raised his face from her churning cunt.
"Oh!" she squealed. "Don't stop now! I'm gonna cum!"
"Will you suck my cock afterwards?" Al wanted to know. "And make me cum?"
Tracy's eyes went wide on the TV screen. A huge, cock was gushing violently, spitting giant wads of cock-cream.
"You mean… like that?" she gasped. "Yes, like that," Al rasped hotly. It was the first prick Tracy had ever seen shoot. It looked ominous.
Al gave her quivering little clit a nice lick. Tracy's ass jumped.
"Will you?" he prodded.
"I'm gonna cum!" Tracy cried after that lick. "Lick it again!"
"Are you going to suck me off later?" he asked.
Tracy hunched her hips and threw her cunt up at him, horny out of her young mind. She needed his tongue in her pussy if she was going to cum good.
"Yes!" she cried.
"Promise?" Al pressed on.
"Yes, yes, yessss! Oh, please, Mr. Benson. Don't tease me! Suck my pussy! Ohhh, make me cummm! I'll suck you, I'll suck you!"
With that promise, Al attacked her hot crotch again and ate her out. He filled her tight little cunt with his tongue and wiggled it until she came like crazy all over his mouth.
Her fingers clawed at her aching tits and she fucked her pussy on his drilling, plunging tongue. She came wetly, hotly, hornily, and then she knew for herself what those magazines and movies were all about.
CHAPTER FOUR
Tracy felt creamy-dreamy after the cunt licking. She smiled at Al and purred like a kitten on his sofa. She dropped her hands to her sides and let him feast his eyes all over her naked young body, her legs still open. She liked him a lot now.
Her pretty face turned and her blue eyes peered at a scene on the screen, a woman sucking cock. Her eyes traveled to Al's tall, thick, pulsing prick.
Al read her mind and gave her the encouragement she needed. "Come here," he said hotly.
Tracy swung her legs off the sofa and got to her feet in front of him. He stared hotly at her and told her to remove her T-shirt. She smiled and peeled it off and let it fall to the floor behind her. Then she posed for him, stark naked and beautiful, all curves.
Her eyes fell to his throbbing cock and a quiver of anticipation rippled through her. Al settled back against the sofa and displayed his genitals, let her young eyes examine him thoroughly, just the way she wanted to.
"Don't be afraid," he murmured.
"I don't think I am," Tracy whispered.
She wasn't afraid now. She slowly knelt down between his knees and gazed steadily at his big, wet, throbbing prick.
"It's all yours," Al said thickly.
"Oh, wow," Tracy breathed, eyes hot on him. "It's so big."
Al was the perfect teacher. He sacrificed his own burning urges to let a horny teenager get to know her very first cock. Careful not to alarm her with his own mounting passion, he sat very still while Tracy explored his genitals.
She reached out with one hand and gripped his hot cock-shaft. Her slender young fingers curled around it and held it experimentally.
"It's hot," she observed.
Her other hand reached out and she felt his hairy nuts. Al groaned and Tracy looked up into his face. She squeezed his prick in one hand and fondled his balls with the other, just to see what it would do. It made Al groan again and look very hot. She liked that.
"Do what you saw me doing before," Al said.
"You mean, jerk it up and down?"
"Yes!"
Tracy giggled a little and made her small fist slide up and down on his hard-on.
Al reached out and finger tipped the underside of his cock-head. "Make your thumb rub here," he said. "This spot is like your clit."
"Oh," Tracy said, understanding immediately because she knew very well how sensitive her clit was.
She smiled with confidence and pumped her fist up and down, with her thumb upright to stroke his special spot with each upstroke. Al groaned louder and his hips moved.