Text “Are you gonna cum?”
I don’t send the picture of my slimy, cum laced midriff right after I groan and hurl a bucket of pearl juice all over myself. That image of her naked body was more than a guy like me could stand after keeping myself on the edge for so long. I send a text.
“Like a fountain.”
I get there first thing in the morning but the daughters don’t seem to get up and show themselves until noon. Parents are on conference calls. I go about my business and consider the fact that I may not even get a glimpse of my little sexting temptress from last night.
Focus.
I’m working under the sink in the kitchen and as I’m on my back, staring up at a garbage disposal I feel a foot in between my legs, the heat of it mostly, not actually touching me.
“There’s a switch in my room that doesn’t work right.” says my teenage text mate, standing over me. She’s in fuzzy fleece sweatpants with monkeys on them and a baggy sweatshirt. Her light brown hair is long and all over the place.
“Emma, that’s inappropriate. Come on Hun, social distancing!” calls her mom sharply as I hear her shuffle into the room. I don’t think she could tell just how close her daughter was to me or where her bare foot was positioned, right at my ball sack.
“I was telling him about the switch that doesn’t work in my room.”
“I’m sure he knows about that already, it’s his job. Leave him alone… he’s got lots of work to finish.”
Bleep goes my phone 20 minutes later after they have both left the kitchen.
Text. “This is the switch that needs flipping.” Picture is of her, sweatpants pulled down from her waist in front showing her smooth shaved labia and prominent clitoris “switch”
My heart rate went way up and my throat felt tight. Oh trouble.
Bleep.
Picture from arms length showing her bare ass from behind. “here is another angle so you can see the problem” Her butt cheeks were rosy and her wet slit looked pink and delicious. My cock felt a spring of terror and lust.
I collect my tools, straighten myself and go upstairs, past her mother at her desk as my firmness is filling my tight pants, enter her room and close the door, but don’t lock it. I drop my tool bag in front of the door so anyone opening it will be slowed down just enough by it’s impedance to give a little warning I hope.
The teenage girl is on the bed with her clothes in place. She smiles. She’s maybe a little cuter than I gave her credit for earlier.
“Show me your cock again” she says in a barely audible voice. “I wanna see it in real life” The house is so quiet it almost seems loud. My pulse is pounding in my ears. My pulse is pounding in my penis too.
I can hear her mother on the other side of the door talking on her headset. She sounds so close.
I ease towards the edge of the bed. She rolls onto her hands and knees and crawls toward me. I unzip my fly and push the waistband of my breifs down below my ballsack, letting my prick and my tightening nads spring out into the open air.
“Oh god… It’s big!” She looks a little taken aback but then I see her jaw start to slacken and her tongue tip darts out and licks her lips.
She closes the distance and then it happens. The tip of my penis disappears into her mouth. I feel her tongue on the underside and her hot exhale against my abdomen. I hold perfectly still and she advances, enveloping my cock one centimeter at a time. A murmer escapes and her head bobs forward and back a few times. I almost want to reach out my hand and run my fingers through her light brown hair but she might think I was forcing her to go down on me and I have to be positive this is all consensual. Her mouth works on me for a few short, exquisite moments but she pulls off then and looks up at me. Her eyes flash with excitement.
“And it tastes like Man!”
Emma goes back for more thickening meat. She doesn’t engulf my whole length but some slurping noises come from her sucking mouth and then she pulls away and looks up at me again.
Her voice quavers as she says “I want it. I want it inside me”
Things happen with expediency. Fuzzy fleece pants are pulled down to her knees. I grasp her thighs and pull her ass to the edge of the bed. This is going to happen. She shows no sign of resistance. She breathes deep and gazes at me with excited eyes.
I hold her legs up and together and bump my cock head against her wet bulging labia. Then with just the right tilt and angle I sink it into her. I feel her inner tunnel widening and accepting faster than it went into her mouth, and deeper. To the hilt. Till my balls touch her asshole. She grunts softly at the exertion of accepting my turgid member. I’m hard as a granite obelisk. I can feel her insides completely. I look at her face and her eyes are wide and silent. I have to widen my stance a bit to get at the right level for fucking her. Then I start rocking. I feel every ripple of texture on the tight skin of my prick. Holy fuck!
She hugs a pillow to her chest and bites on a corner of it. I am not going to last long in this silky teenage twat. The feeling of hot slick bareback thrusting tingles me all over. Her Mom can still be heard talking real estate on the other side of the door. I go a little faster but the bed squeaks so I slow back down carefully. Emma, Emma it is, Emma’s pussy keeps getting wetter. I slow down and hold myself back. I grip her legs and push them into her chest. Her eyes are closed. All I hear is her breathing and it is deep and rough and sometimes grunts from down in her core, the spot that I’m thrusting at with my rigid member. I angle to try and bump her g spot with each thrust. I look at my inches disappearing into her past her flushed pink pussy lips. My rod is shiny with her wetness. I can’t stand this much longer. I see her belly ripple and clench. She groans into the pillow. Her cheek and neck are red. I hope that’s her cumming ’cause I’m right there and I can’t hold it any more.
At the last second, as I feel the surge and the wave cresting over me I pull out of her hot tunnel and squirt my cum up in an arc onto her pajama pants. I clench and buck silently and juice her fleece sleep pants with copious semen. With barely time to recover I need to quickly put myself back together. I’m sure I leak some more into my briefs. I back out of the room and walk past the mom with my tool bag held close in front of my tightly filled pants. Oblivious she is. I just stuck it to her daughter not 15 feet away!
A while later on I’m back in the laundry room at the electrical panel. Settled down and doing actual work now. The Mom is in the kitchen where she likes to do her work some of the time and the daughter walks right past her and into the room I’m in.
“I need to do a load of laundry”
“Ok. But stay out of his way.” pipes the mom.
The pajama pants with my spunk on them go in the washer last I can see. She winks at me and her tongue pokes out a little. I think I’m getting hard again.
. . . .
Later that night.
Bleep.
Picture. She is kneeling in front of her full length bedroom mirror and turned 3/4. Topless but wearing stretch pants. Long hair falling in front. Peering intently at the phone screen. Text “That felt so good! I keep thinking about it”
“You’re a hot little thing” I text her, getting a firm feeling in my gym shorts and taking things into my own hands. Light fingers on the outside of the nylon mesh keep the blood pumping and collecting.
She sends a video with sound in the background, a lewd hip hop song with the word pussy in it a few times. She has added a sporty top to the stretch pants and sets the phone on the bathroom counter facing her. I can see from her head all the way down to just below her crotch. She sways to the music and immediately slides her pants down showing a flowery pair of boyshort bottoms. Right after that she pulls the top up over her head, swishes her hair and then leans forward into the camera, lolling out her tongue and licking her lips, dainty and girlish. It’s a young girl strip, not a craven slut, not even fully adult. Regardless, the bottoms are shucked off soon after and I see the lips I parted with my penis earlier that day. She hikes one leg up on the sink and drags her fingers across herself but then swivels to show me her ass which she smacks and jiggles with both her hands before turning back to face the camera. She leans in, darts her tongue out once more and then the video ends. Hot little tease! So short but so sweet!
Text. “that’s all for now sexy man”
I send a picture back. Thick and hard and glistening with the baby oil I’m jacking off with. All I get is a text. “Nice. I want that again”
I watch her strip video once or twice more and cum looking at her pointed tongue in the frozen last frame.
. . . .
Late the next morning I’ve been working for a while and I’m at the electrical panel in the laundry room. She walks straight to me and hugs me and settles into my chest. I feel like a big teddy bear. My hand slides down to her ass, tiny fluffy shorts again. I cup an ass cheek and her leg hikes up my side and my fingers slide into her. Fingers are not clean. Her slit is slippery.
She reaches up to my face and her hands go in my beard.
My fingers are in her but the position is awkward and doesn’t allow me to reach the spots I’m aiming for. I push her against the washing machine and she drops both feet to the floor, spreading her legs at the knees so my hand can work on her girl bits. I crouch a bit to get a better angle and she presses her face into the side of my neck and breathes hot and hard. Her hand is up and gripping my beard again. My first two fingers are up in her wetness but I can add a new feature. I bend my ring finger out of the way and straighten my pinky and wiggle the tip of it on the spiral entrance to her butt hole.
“Geeeee” she breathes into my neck. I feel her sucking on my skin. I prod inward with my little finger and her muscle ring lets me in.
I have two in her goo and one in her poo. I move my digits with constant precision and feel her breathing speed up. She seems to be building quickly to an orgasm. She huffs and whinges and her legs start to shake and then she goes over the edge from my prodding, twiddling fingers.
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