Cleaning His BIG Rod (Smut With A Side Of Story) (4 page)

“You liked him
touching your boobs?” Roxanne whispered, her eyes shut tightly.

“Yes, it made me
feel hot and wanted.”

“Did he touch them
just like this? Like how you’re touching mine?” the tense teenager mused aloud.

“Exactly like
this,” Carrie replied as she squeezed and kneaded the tissue with a practiced
hand. She could feel the nipples of Roxanne began to harden with a growing
arousal. Little knobs of joy, just dying to be set free.

“He made me feel so
sexy… Can you imagine how it feels to know somebody craves your body with every
fiber of their being?”

“I’d like to,”
Roxanne moaned, biting her lip to stifle a groan. “I really would.”

Carrie drew her
lips upward, planting them just beneath the ear of Roxanne. The horny, plump
things sucked on the lobe hanging down ever so slightly, as she spoke in a
sultry tone, “You are, Roxanne… I want to know every inch of your body. I want
to explore every curve of your sexy ass and these hot, big boobs.”

“Oh god,” the young
girl arched her back suddenly and fiercely. “Is that what he said to you?”

“Just as I’m saying
it to you, sexy girl,” Carrie replied, followed by her lips moving over the
front of Roxanne’s face. “Then he ran his hand along my cheeks like this… and
he dipped his head low for a kiss.”

The mature sexpot
took Roxanne’s lips into her own mouth, sucking on the bottom one for a moment
or two, before transitioning to the top lip and performing the same action. And
then it was Carrie who felt one of the dainty hands belonging to the young girl
lift up and rest on her back, pulling them closer together.

“Mmm, sexy girl…”
Carrie whispered between mouthfuls of lust. She opened her mouth, extending her
tongue outward, to lick the lips of Roxanne. That hot item ran the length of
those thick morsels, sending a shivering sensation through the young girl’s
entire body. It was amazing... That a gentle, light touch could bring about
such pleasurable feelings. Roxanne couldn’t help but wonder how that same
tongue would feel pressed on her now dripping southern lips. 

“He kissed you like
this?” Roxanne gushed, with both of her hands gripping the back of her
desirable friend.

“Mmhmm, and he even
did this…” Carrie said as she slipped her tongue into the mouth of that
tight-bodied teen. She let it rub against the young girl’s tongue, trapping it
against hers before sucking it back into her own mouth.

“Awww…” Roxanne
moaned, squeezing harder on the backside of Carrie. The older woman helped her
along by pushing those adventurous hands down to her ass, showing the excited
lass just where and how to grab.

“And I held him
like this,” she said. “Put your hands on me, squeeze my ass – that’s it.
Squeeze my ass.”

Roxanne didn’t stop
to ask if the boyfriend had actually requested such things; she just assumed he
didn’t, and continued right on kneading the dough-like ass of her mother’s best
friend.

“Man, your ass
feels even better than it looks,” Roxanne smiled.

“I’ve got a few
more things that feel even better,” the mature woman whispered, still sucking
on the lips of her young mistress.

“Tell me about your
boyfriend again,” came her reply. “What did he do to you next? Show me…”

“He was on top of
me, just like,” Carrie began. “Sucking on my mouth… feeling my breasts… I bet
you like that, don’t you Roxanne?”

“Yes, I do…” she
moaned.

“Then, after he had
gotten my pussy to run with excitement, though he didn’t know it yet… he ran
his hand down my body, just like this.”

It was here that
Carrie took her right hand, and moved it southward, starting the slow audacious
journey to the waistband of Roxanne’s tight yoga pants. The older woman would
sigh every inch or so, reveling in the touch of her young friend. The toned,
voluptuous body. It was like she had been created with the sole person of love
making in mind. Everything about the cute girl screamed of sex and wanton
desire. The way her stomach would tremble at the slightest touch from Carrie,
but relax in a moment, beckoning her to descend farther and farther.

“He lifted my
pants, just like this,” Carrie said.

Carrie then slid
the tips of her fingers beneath the pants, but not below the panties. Those
were kept on for a tactile delight.

“I remember feeling
his warm hand touch my mound, right at the top.”

“I feel it…”
Roxanne exhaled, writhing on the couch. Her legs were squeezing inward and
outward, in what can only be thought of as an attempt to hasten the process of
her deflowering.

“He slid them
down…” the older woman intoned, licking the ear of her pining girl. “I could
feel them right on my clit, just like this. He pushed his fingers along just a
little farther, so his palm was on my clit, just like this. Then he rubbed his
hand up and down on my lips, massaging the clit with his palm.”

“Just like this?”
Roxanne moaned, arching her back as if she were taking up gymnastics.

“Just like this…”
Carrie grinned. She couldn’t help but tilt back and watch her hand rubbing the
pussy of her best friend’s virgin daughter. Just tucked away beneath those
tight pants and what appeared to be even tighter, orange cotton panties. That
was one of Carrie’s favorites… Getting to play with the girl while still
clothed in her panties, still denied free access to her most vulnerable and
cherished parts. She was content for now to let her fingers do the exploring –
massaging Roxanne’s nether regions – as indescribable pleasure coursed through
both women. It was a mixture of taboo and forbidden wishes, which only served
to make it all the hotter. The young girl couldn’t help but fantasize about the
older woman’s first sexual conquest, just as she was experiencing her very own.

“Would you have
liked to feel him rubbing you, Roxanne?”

“Yes, I love the
way it feels on me…”

The young woman had
never felt so aroused in her life. She was gushing with liquid, so thick, and
voluminous that her orange panties were now colored dark with the juices – and
make no mistake, Carrie could feel this wetness all too well. It took every
ounce of willpower she had to prevent herself from dropping down and ramming
her tongue into the dripping untouched pussy. The one she knew was soaking wet
and longing to be taken.

“What did he do
next?” Roxanne panted, now humping her hips against the palm of her mother’s
best friend. “What did he do to his virgin girl?”

“You want to know
how he changed me from a girl into a woman?” Carrie asked, running her hand
through Roxanne’s hair, pulling it roughly once or twice.

“Yes! Show me how
he fucked you!”

“He straddled my
thigh, just like this,” Carrie stated, as she lowered her groin down onto one
of Roxanne’s legs – all the while keeping her hand rubbing and massaging the
pleased girl’s sex.

“He was hard, so
hard and solid. I could feel him through his boxers as he pressed his cock down
flush against my leg.”

“What did he do
then, Carrie?”

The older woman
loved to see such eager enthusiasm… it made her efforts that much more
satisfying. And to think, in a few minutes she would be tasting the sweet
juices of her best friend’s virgin daughter… What an awe-inspiring thought.

“He pumped his hips
back and forth, like this. Grinding his cock on the top of my leg as he stroked
my pussy. It felt so good… that stiff cock on my thigh. I could feel just how
big he was and how much of my thigh he covered with every hump.”

“Was he really
big?” Roxanne moaned, biting into her lip, breathing heavily.

“So big… I couldn’t
wait to have him inside me, even if it was a scary thought – taking something
that
large in my chaste pussy… I bet you know just how I feel, don’t you?”

“I think so… oh
god, but I want it bad. I want to have my pussy filled. Please Carrie, tell me
more. What did he do next?”

“He reached down,
groping at the back of my hips, where he took hold of my pants and pulled them
off me. I had to lift my butt just a little to allow them to pass over this big
booty,” she giggled softly.

“Get mine off?”
Roxanne questioned.

“If you want to
follow the story, mmhmm,” Carrie winked lustily.

“I do, I do… Keep
going, here let me lift up for you,” the young woman panted, hoisting her butt
from the couch, letting Carrie pull those pants completely down her legs and
onto the floor. There was nothing but a thin pair of orange panties separating
the depraved Carrie from that tempting slit of Roxanne’s. Nothing but the
dampened material, indented with the shape of those plump lips hiding beneath
them.

“He kissed me once
more, like this…” Carrie nibbled on the young girl’s lip. “Then he lowered down
and placed his hot mouth against my pussy. Oh, I had wanted him more than
anything – with his lips pressed against mine… I wanted to watch him taste me.
You’d like to see me taste you, Roxanne?”

“Yes, just show me
what he did!” she shouted, her fingers gripping powerfully into the couch
cushions. Her body was quivering with a burning desire. She was so ready, so
horny, so desperate for it. Roxanne wanted to know what it felt like to have a
needy mouth sucking on her southern lips.

There lingered a
tense, eternal moment… with Carrie’s mouth positioned directly above the young
pussy. Roxanne cast her gaze downward, still biting her lip, shaking with
anticipation. She was so ready to not only see, but feel her fantasy come to
life.

“Go on, Carrie…
Show me what he did!”

The older woman
smiled, lowering her face down, letting her mouth press against the naughty
lips of her best friend’s daughter. Oh… how juicy and tasty they were through
the panties. This pitiful wall of clothing could do nothing to hold back the
liquid gushing out from Roxanne and finding its way into the wanton throat of
Carrie as she swallowed it all, quite greedily.

She ran her tongue
over the entire length. Feeling the juicy slit on either side of her dipping
spoon, stopping at the top to lick roughly on Roxanne’s wee little pleasure
button. She dug that tongue in deep and hard, eliciting a loud moan from the
young girl. It was an amazing feeling to Roxanne – finally having something
other than her own hand being touched on her most precious, erotic zone.

Carrie refused to
relent, as she licked on and on, top to bottom over and over. Her mistress was
writhing like a mad-woman. It was too much to take lying still. She just had to
move about and release the sexual tension in her body.

“What next, Carrie!
What did he do next!” Roxanne shouted at last, wishing with all her might that
the boyfriend did something quite naughty… There seemed to be a good chance
that he was about to.

“He took this off,
sexy girl,” Carrie instructed, already grabbing at the panties.

Roxanne was kind
enough to shoot her hips into the air with a miraculous speed, reaching down to
remove them herself. They were tossed aside without a second thought – some
soggy, sex scented memorabilia to be collected later.

And there it was…
Carrie’s eyes lit up with an inextinguishable craving, staring down at the
fully exposed and utterly tempting pussy belonging to the young woman. It was
the prettiest she had ever set her gaze upon – and soon her tongue… The thick,
meaty sex curtains begging to be devoured. And devoured, they would be.

Roxanne didn’t need
to ask this time. Carrie was already on her way back down.

“This is what he
did…” she said, putting her tongue on the upper portion of that delicious
looking cunt.

The antsy girl
began to pant and moan loudly, her chest heaving with rapid, shallow breaths.
Roxanne’s feet began to jitter and shake. The girl was so ready for it all… so,
so ready.

And the insatiable
Carrie was all too willing to deliver her most devilish fantasy. She sucked the
southern lips of Roxanne into her mouth, grinding them gently against her
teeth. Unspeakable sounds began to emit from the young lass, now gyrating her
hips in tune with the debauched tongue slipping in and out of her pussy.

The taste was
irresistible to Carrie… she had waited for so long to ravage her best friend’s
daughter, and now it was actually taking place – here she was with her tongue
buried in the depths of that remarkable, untouched slit. The precum flowing
heavily… draining into her mouth, devouring it with a gluttonous tongue that
lashed out, asking for more (a demand which was being met beyond all expectations).  

Great, big, long
licks with her fleshy dipping spoon from the base of Roxanne’s slit to the very
top – flicking across the clitoris for an added sensation – which caused the
burgeoning girl to squirm endlessly. A delightful, gratifying touch. But
evidently, the young woman was desirous of something a bit more filling.

“What next?” she
gasped, still closing her eyes tightly, thrashing about to remove her own bra
and fondle the nipples.

“You want to know
how he penetrated my pussy, Roxanne?” the older woman asked with a sensuous
tone.