"What do you think? Pretty nice, huh?" he snickered. He urged his hips forward, and his giant prick recoiled slightly in the air.
"Mmmmmm," murmured Connie. It was easily as big as the two cocks she'd had dealings with in the past few days, maybe bigger. It certainly looked thicker.
"Kiss it," he ordered. "Use your mouth on it, and see what happens."
He stood quite still with his hands on his hips, watching her.
Connie gripped her hands to the backs of his knees and inched her face forward. She planted a soft kiss on his down-turned prick just in back of his purple cock head. His fuck shaft veered a little to the left, and its trunk swung up a bit to scrape her cheek. She tried again and, this time, managed to use her lips more forcefully, so the bouncing cock was cranked backward.
"Not bad, not bad at all," he praised. "Now lick it. Use your tongue on it and have a little fun."
Again, Connie blushed. It was something she couldn't seem to stop herself from doing, no matter how many sexy situations she got herself into. She couldn't quite get used to people talking about sex so much while they were doing it. But it did turn her on and make her feel very excited and dirty.
Connie used her lips to try to capture his swinging cock and, at one point, she had her lips wrapped about his prick head, as if she were sucking on a pop bottle. But his growing fuck shaft always seemed to escape. It was getting more powerful, more elastic by the second.
"Use your hand, too," Mel instructed. "When you're sucking cock, you should really be jerking a guy off at the same time. That's what stirs up his jism. Your mouth is just extra trimming."
His cock was growing thicker all the time, and Connie was pleased. It meant she knew what she was doing, to some extent. But now, she did as she was told, curling her fingers round his trembling prick gently. She pumped it up and down in her fist two or three times.
She kissed it properly now that she had it in her fist, mashing her pretty lips against his pink satin prickhead. Then Connie dipped her head lower as she began licking his cock at its base. The pulsing purple vein felt very strange under her tongue. It was like a worm or something. She scraped her tongue up the length of his prick, as if she were licking an ice cream cone.
"Lick the balls too. Don't forget them," he reminded her. "Nothing like a sweet young tongue on your balls."
Obediently, Connie lowered her mouth to his balls, and she began kissing and licking. They swung every which way, as his cock had done earlier, and she had to chase them with her mouth. She wrapped her tongue around each ball in turn, licking it thoroughly, leaving tiny speckles of spit glistening on his ball-sac hairs.
"Here," he said suddenly, his voice tense. He put his hand in back of her neck and tilted back her head. Then he forced his body over her so that his balls scraped up and along her face. "Open your mouth! I'm gonna have you suck my balls for a while. Open your sweet littie mouth!"
Really, thought Connie, men were so silly. She'd never imagined such things went on. You could never predict what turned them on. Whoever would have thought that someone would get off on rubbing their balls all over a girl's face? But that was exactly what Mel was doing. He dragged his balls up one cheek, then down the other. He draped them over her nose and along her forehead.
She kept her mouth open, as instructed. He suspended his glistening ball-sac above the inviting pink hole like they were a small bunch of grapes. Then he lowered himself down and his dangling balls touched her gaping lips, then blocked the wet oval of her mouth completely. As he moved slightly from side to side, his whole ball-sac slipped inside Connie's pretty mouth.
"Oh yeah! That feels so nice! Suck 'em! Suck my balls, sweetheart! Yeah! Oh yeah!"
Connie's mouth was stuffed, but she did her best to wriggle her tongue and tickle his hairy ball-sac. Her cheeks were swelled out obscenely and her nostrils flared as she sucked in air. His balls seemed to be moving in her mouth, squishing from side to side as she ate him.
"Up and down, now. Up and down," he went on, and he began pulling his balls up from her mouth and dropping them again, letting them slip in and out of her gasping mouth in sequence. Sometimes only one ball fell inside her mouth. Sometimes both. Her tongue guided his sizzling balls back and forth.
Mel Hastings was having the time of his life.
CHAPTER FOUR
"What do you think? Isn't this fun?" Mel asked teasingly. "Isn't it fun sucking on my balls?"
"It's okay," Connie said shyly, looking up at him. He'd moved back from her a bit now, and his cock thrust out like a hunk of pipe along her pretty cheek. She felt a little silly.
"Here, see what you think of this," he went on casually. He gripped his cock in his hand and, again tilted back her head. Then he began rubbing his prickhead against her face, smearing it this way and that across her lovely teenaged face.
"Ohhh! Ohhhh!" Connie whimpered, caught off guard. She closed her eyes and let him do as he wished, again thinking that men sure were weird. It felt so odd to have him mashing his cock into her skin like that.
"I've been thinking of this ever since I saw you prancing around in that tight little suit of yours out there," he continued. "Ever since I saw those big tits of yours rolling op and down and that cute little ass of yours jumping. Your ass cheeks were so tight and cute, and they damn near hung out of your suit. I almost came in my pants!"
He was supporting her in back of her neck, mashing his cockhead into her face, smudging her lipstick and eyeshadow, wetting her cheeks and eyelashes with tiny oozings of pre-cum. Her expression was passive and empty as he forced his prick over her face, as if she were quite used to having strange men rub their hard cocks all over her.
"Now it's time to suck cock. It's cocksucking time," he said with a leer, backing off so that his cock pointed directly at her half-open mouth. "What time is it, sweet little Connie?"
"Cocksucking time," she mouthed woodenly, glancing up at him. His cock sure was getting big. It soared out nearly nine inches from his crotch hair now, and the puckered skin had pulled all the way back off his enormous prick head.
"That's right. Now open your mouth wide," he instructed. "My cock's pretty huge, so you'll have to open up all the way."
Glancing nervously at his shining cockhead, Connie made a pretty oval with her lovely red lips. Then, before she could change her mind, Mel eased forward and forced the purple dome of his prick inside. An inch of cock followed, and his cockhead sat contentedly on her tongue, throbbing gently. Connie thought she felt it squirt something onto her tongue, but she couldn't be sure.
"How does that feel?" Mel asked, more because he wanted to hear her talk with her mouthful of cock than because he was concerned.
"Mmmmmfffppp!" said Connie.
"Good," Mel laughed. He shoved another three inches of cockmeat into Connie's face and watched her eyes bug wider as she accepted it.
She was staring up at him like a little girl.
Before cramming any more cock into her mouth, he began pumping back and forth gently, fucking her face with the top half of his prick. He was getting her used to the idea of having cock in her mouth. And he wanted her to get used to his rhythm as well. She clutched her hands to the backs of his thighs while he humped back and forth.
"Now take it in your hand again. Jack it up and down while you suck," he told her. "Don't be scared of it. It won't bite. It just wants to be friendly."
"Mmmmmmfffppp!" answered Connie, gripping the base of his prick in her fist. She was amazed at how easily his greased fuck shaft was sliding in and out of her mouth. It was so thick and so fat, yet she was handling it quite well. She even let her tongue tickle his prick and guide the head back into her throat. As long as she learned to breathe correctly, cocksucking didn't appear to be that hard.