The Cute Little Red Hair’d Girl Part 1 by Reed Williams
Explore the tantalizing adult sex story of The Cute Little Red Hair'd Girl in Part 1 by Reed Williams. Join in on the steamy adventures of this charming character as she navigates her desires and passions.<br/>
My first time writing Erotica.
I first met Tammy when she was about 7 or 8. She had been friends with my daughters before they moved far away with their mother a few years ago. She lived just around the corner. Everyone always thought Tammy was a homely little girl. I contended that she would blossom late and be a knockout as an adult.Tammy recently turned 20, was a college student living at home. I had gone to high school with her parents although I did not know either of them well. She was tired of being a school kid living under the shadow of her parents.
I, along with my new wife, Debbie, resided in the same house as did my daughters. It was my neighborhood; I was comfortable there, knew the neighbors and even had a pet squirrel in the tree next door. It was our home.
One day in September, Debbie and I were walking our dogs, talking about our plans to head to the mid-south for her daughters graduation. It was several hours drive and we planned to stay for a week. We had discussed boarding the dogs and having the post office hold our mail until our return. As we passed Tammy’s house, she poked her head out the screen door and said, “Howdy stranger!”
I don’t see her often nowadays since my daughters have moved. I replied, “Well, hello to you too. Have you and Debbie met?” The response was negative so I made with the introductions, smiles exchanged and we continued our K-9 stroll. I noticed that Tammy was NOT a homely little girl any longer. She was a beautiful redhead with an ample breast, a slim waist and an ass to die for. She always was a redhead so I knew that it was natural. What got me most was her eyes, those riveting fucking eyes. Eyes that were, large, bright blue with long lashes were the highlight of her pretty face framed by the darkest red hair. As we walked, Debbie mentioned what a pretty young woman Tammy was and I told her how she had, ahem, sprouted. We continued discussing our plans for our upcoming trip while we zigzagged the sidewalks and alleys, stopping briefly to let doggies pee here and there.
We got home and buttoned up the house for the night. Nightly grooming completed, we headed up to bed. My bedmates always included Debbie and our 2 smallish dogs. Debbie sleeps in the middle, dogs on her side and I sleep on the cording the surrounds the mattress. King-size my ass!
We flipped on the tube to a cable TV movie channel, more for noise than anything else. A commercial came on for shampoo or some shit with a fine femme who had hair the same shade of red as Tammy’s. This got me thinking about how attractive Tammy had become and what the parts of her that were covered up would look like, how they would taste and how soft her pale skin would be. Suddenly, Debbie blurts out that maybe we could ask someone to doggie/house sit for us while we were gone. “But who?” I ask. “I dunno, it was just a thought.” I had someone in mind but figured I would let Debbie come up with someone on her own.
I was getting a wee bit horny thinking about this young woman whom I remembered as a freckle faced little girl of not long ago. I started to pat Debbie’s tummy. That is kind of a signal to her that BIG DADDY wants something more than a movie partner. Indeed, I wanted some of Debbie’s sweetness. She has plenty to give and is always more than willing to share. Sometimes, I have to give the “signal” since she is a shy little thing and seldom initiates such activities. She understood my intentions and immediately her breathing patterns changed for she knew what was going to follow. I shifted to my side so my dominant hand would be more available and her lips were closer to mine. Debbie did the same and our lips touched. Her kisses gave me a boner. She has a way of being so sweet and proper before turning into a woman full of passion. Both excite me very much. Her kisses turned into lust filled attacks on my mouth, her tongue wriggling into my mouth. By this time I was hard as granite and Debbie felt it pressing into her belly. She reached her hand down and began to stroke my dick with one hand as her other was rubbing my ass. I was caressing her upper back and neck. This always gives her goose bumps and makes her pussy nice and juicy. Knowing her body as I do, I started to venture my hand south and stroked her buns, tickling the crack ever so softly. She has a luscious ass, the kind of ass that I can follow around all day and play with all night.
I wormed my fingers between her legs from the back and found my furry treasure. Debbie was in fact quite moist when I finally got my digits inside. Warm, tight and oh so fuckin’ wet. I love fingering her while we kiss. I wanted to kiss the pink! I came ‘round front and again got my fingers into her sweet hole. I always use at least 2 fingers so I can rub twice the surface. I pistoned my probing fingers in and out of her cunt while I broke off her aggressive kissing. Her lovely tits were my next target. I took one in my mouth and rolled the nipple around before starting to chew on it. Debbie’s tits are the perfect size to gnaw on leaving enough to knead with my hands. I especially like to lick the crease under her breast. The place where tit becomes chest. I like the slight salty taste.
I continue down her tummy stopping to tongue her navel, then to her pubic mound. I played with her fur with my mouth, still fingering her love tunnel. I know her clit was aching but I wanted her to wait. Sexual tension, while frustrating, can be very enjoyable. Finally I get to her clit. It was a hard little nub and extremely sensitive. I suck on it with my fingers just wiggling inside her. She was moaning and groaning. I buried my face in her box, I could hardly breathe. I remove fingers and replace them with my tongue. I could smell her unique aroma but now I taste it for the first time that day in September. Debbie grabbed my head and guided me; I lapped at her twat for all my licker was worth, my nose bumping into that little man in the boat. When my face began to tire, I decided to fuck that pussy with my cock. Little Smokie is what we call my penis. It is a short fat little fucker that cannot get enough action. So, I climb on top of Debbie and she guides Little Smokie into paradise. She is well lubricated so my itty bitty prick has no problem going in balls deep on the first stroke.
I am a big man, outta shape and chubby. My wrists can only handle a few minutes of the missionary position. When they give out, I suggest we move the corner of the bed. This is our favorite position since my cock gets in as deep into her as it can. Her legs over my shoulders, I begin to pump slowly while I grope her lovely tits. I can hear her nectar sloshing around inside her. Debbie has copious amount of pussy sauce. I fuck her like that for a while and she points to her dresser and says, “Toy.” I extract my prick momentarily and retrieve the pink little vibe that always makes her climax. I hand it to her and then drop to my knees. My face is once again drawn to her sloppy slit. I love Debbie’s flavor. I slurp her secretion and smear it all over my face. I get up and slide Little Smokie into her and resume fucking her to smithereens while she uses the vibe on her clit. Once we do that it never takes Debbie long to cum. She starts making this sexy groan as her orgasm approaches so I increase speed and pinch her nipples. I feel her cunt contracting, squeezing Little Smokie, making him ready to burst.
Her orgasm subsiding and mine building toward blast off, I pull out and squirt my jism right on her clit. Not much pressure but gobs and gobs of semen make a real mess. I flip the head of my dick over her very sensitive organ. She squirms and giggles and tells me, “No more.”
So I drive my cum coated cock back into her, take a few strokes and let it rest. As it softens and plops out, we look lovingly into each other’s eyes.
It is an unwritten law in our house that I am responsible for clean up; a task I enjoy. That done, I help her up and we hug and kiss for a long moment. Crawling back into bed with her head on my shoulder she says in a small voice, “What about Tammy?”
I am a little surprised but quickly agree to ask her.
The next evening at about the same time, I take our smaller dog for a walk. You guessed it, right over to Tammy’s house to ask about sitting with dogs at our house next week. I took the littler dog because she is a puppy and quite adorable. No one can resist her. She said that she’d have to ask her folks with an eye roll but seemed like she was anxious for any reason to get out of the house. We chatted about her studies and my daughters for a few minutes. We exchanged phone numbers and she told me she’d call later with an answer. I was drooling heavily as I checked her out. I feel Little Smokie stirring so I excuse myself, making up some bullshit excuse to get back home.
I tell Debbie that Tammy would call and let us know. I no more than spat that out when my phone rang. It was Tammy bubbling with glee as she confirmed that she would house sit for us. Frankly, I could hardly wait. I was anxious to be near that cute young lady for any reason. Debbie could only hear my side of the call but she got the gist. I think she saw something on my face for she asked what was wrong. Busted! I had to come clean or she would see that look whenever Tammy was around. I told Debbie that I had been fantasizing about her. It was common that I told Debbie about my fantasies. She was ok with it as long as I didn’t act on them.
We planned to leave in the evening and drive during the night so as to miss the heavy traffic in Springfield and St. Louis. Tammy arrived at 5 as planned as I was loading the car. Tammy walked up wearing a cropped T shirt, a short denim skirt and flip flops. I wondered to myself if she was wearing panties. Her hair was in a loose pony tail. She was one sexy little lady.
Debbie saw her walk up and motioned for her to come in while she tried to contain our barking ass dogs. I followed and enjoyed the swing of her hips. Tammy had been to our home many times in years gone by but had never been into the sleeping areas. We gave her a tour and then sat down on the king sized bed while explaining some of the quirks of the house and the dogs as well.
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