Thumper's Friend Part 1 (7 page)

     
“Suck it now,” Scott whispered.

     
Casey stopped slurping all over the cock and stared at the end of it, licking up the saliva on her lips.

     
“How?” she said.

     
“Put it in your mouth,” Scott instructed.

     
Watching him, Casey opened her tiny mouth as wide as she could and slowly started to lower it over the end of his huge cock.

     
“Don’t use your teeth,” Scott said.
 
“They hurt.”

     
“Ok,” Casey said.
 
She put the head of his cock in her mouth and closed her lips around it.

     
“That’s good,” Scott said.
 
She looked as good as he imagined with his cock stretching her jaw open.
 
Her eyes were bulging out like she was choking on it.
 
He was pretty sure that if he came in her mouth right then she would choke.
 
“Now suck in your cheeks and move your head up and down.”

     
She was looking into his eyes the whole time.
 
She could only move her head a little bit, but she did her best.
 
She kept her teeth away as well as she could, although they touched his cock once in a while.
 
She licked the head like she had a sucker in her mouth, and when she sucked in her cheeks she could feel the insides of them touching it.
 
She sucked them in as hard as she could.
 
Scott seemed to like that a lot because he groaned deeply.

     
This was great.
 
It was like she had a power over him.
 
Since they started he had been the one giving her pleasure, and now she was the one giving him pleasure, and he loved it.
 
She could get used to this, except that her jaw was beginning to ache.
 
She quickly realized she wouldn’t be able to keep this up for much longer.
 
She wasn’t sure Scott would, either.
 
He was breathing pretty hard.

     
What’s going to happen next?
she
wondered.
 
What will happen if I want to do this with other guys? She was watching his face when his eyes opened.

     
“I’m
gonna
cum,” he said brusquely.
 
“Do you want to see it?”

     
Casey let his cock fall from her mouth.
 
“Yes,” she said.
 
Scott grabbed the hand she had around his cock and moved it up and down rapidly.

     
“Do it just like that,” he grunted.
 
Casey kept pumping.
 
Scott’s ass rose off the bed and his face grimaced.
 
She wondered what was happening to him.
 
Then, suddenly, a white shower of cum erupted from the tiny hole at the end of his cock and shot straight into the air several feet.

     
“Oh,” she squealed in surprise.
 
She was still holding it around the base and still pumping it fast, but at arm’s length, like a roman candle that was going off.

     
The first glob came down and splattered on the hard ridges of his stomach.
 
It was quickly followed by another spurt and then another.
 
His ejaculate continued to spray out like there was no end to the stuff.
 
It splattered on his legs, her hands, her shoulder and face, his balls, his groin, and ran down the length of his cock like a waterfall.

     
Scott finally opened his eyes.
 
Casey was holding her hands up.
 
They were covered with his fluid.

     
“What is this stuff?” she said.
 
She didn’t know what to do with her hands.

     
“It’s
my cum
,” Scott said.
 
He scooped a drop off her forearm with his finger and put it in his mouth.
 
He scooped up some more off his cock and held it up for her.
 
Reluctantly, she licked it off his finger.
 
“It’s got my sperm in it.
 
It’s what gets you pregnant.”

     
“So that’s why my Dad wants you to wear a condom? So you won’t get
your
... cum inside me and I won’t get pregnant.
 
Right?”

     
“Right.”

     
She licked some more off her hand.
 
“This stuff tastes weird.”

     
“Some girls really like it,” Scott said, and immediately wondered why he was trying to convince her to try it.
 
He picked up the box of Kleenex from her nightstand and yanked out a bunch of tissues.
 
“Some even like it when I cum in their mouth.”
 
He handed her the tissues and yanked out more for himself.

     
“
Eew
,” Casey said, making that funny, disgusted face again.
 
“That would be gross.”
 
She used the tissues to clean
the cum
off her hands.

     
“Are you going to blow Tommy
Leeruss
?” Scott said.
 
He could see it was going to take a lot of Kleenex to clean up the mess he’d made.
 
The odors of the evidence of their combined arousal was overpowering in the small room.
 
He knew her father would be assailed by it if he walked into the room again.

     
“Maybe,” Casey said.
 
Scott was dying to hear if she was going to suck the guy’s dick, but she didn’t seem to want to discuss it, so Scott didn’t press the point.
 
She probably had her own ideas about what she wanted to do with him.
 
Scott felt it was his job to give her a few more ideas to work with.
 
He put her wad of tissues with his wad of tissues and tossed the whole thing toward her small trash can beside her dresser.
 
It bounced on the rim and fell to the floor.
 
Casey laughed.
 
Scott shrugged.

     
“I thought you were good at basketball.”

     
“I play hockey,” he said.
 
“What do I know?”

     
Casey smirked at him.
 
She rolled on her back and spread her legs.
 
Her hand went down to her pussy.

     
“I know what you’re good at,” she said.
 
“I think I want you to make love to me now.”

     
Scott put his hand on her crotch next to hers.
 
She already had a finger in her pussy.
 
He pushed his in, too.
 
Casey groaned.
 
He pulled his finger out and squeezed her tit.

     
“You can put the condom on now,” he said, and handed her the packet.

     
“Thank God,” she said with relief.
 
She tore it open like there was a winning lottery ticket inside.
 
She lifted his cock in one hand and rolled it down with her other hand in only a few moment, giving him a perfectly fitting latex sheath with just enough at the tip for a generous load of cum.

     
Scott was amazed again.
 
It would appear there was nothing this girl couldn’t do.
 
If he had enough time, he would teach her every trick he knew.

     
When she was done she laid back again, fingering her pussy between her spread legs.
 
Her other hand was stroking his covered cock.

     
“It won’t hurt this time, will it?” she said.

     
“It’ll hurt,” Scott said as he moved over her.
 
Her eyes followed him.
 
“But you want it to hurt, don’t you?”

     
“No.
 
I don’t like it to hurt,” she said, shaking her head.
 
Kneeling between her legs, Scott grabbed her by her hips and flipped her over.
 
“What are you doing?” Casey cried.
 
She struggled to look back at him over her shoulder.
 
“Aren’t you going to ... Aren’t you going to fuck me?”

     
“I’m going to fuck you,” Scott growled.
 
He was kneeling between her wide spread legs.
 
His latex-encased cock stood boldly out in front of him.
 
Her ass was so gorgeous, so small and perfectly shaped, as if it had been carved by a master sculptor with a lecherous passion for young girls.
 
Scott laid his hand on her bare cheek and stroked gently.

     
“I’ll fuck you whenever I want to,” he said, surprising himself at his angry tone of voice, and immediately slapped her ass hard.
 
Casey shrieked and nearly jumped off the bed, but then was very still, limp and lank.
 
Scott left his palm over her cheek.
 
She began to tremble.
 
She wasn’t trying to look at him anymore, just stared straight ahead.
 
Her sexy mane of hair draped over her shoulders, twisted and mussed like it was windblown.
 
Scott knew he would run his fingers through that hair and pull on it and use it like a horse’s reins.
 
He knew how Casey would respond, too.
 
She would beg him to take.

     
He raised his hand again.
 
She tensed perceptibly, anticipating the strike.
 
He brought his hand down with a loud smack.
 
Casey screamed and dropped her head into the pillow, whimpering.

     
“Oh please, please, please, fuck me now, fuck me, please,” she pleaded in a sobbing voice that was muffled by the pillow.
 
Scott smiled.
 
She would do anything for him by then.

     
Suddenly the door opened and Mr. Turner poked his head in.
 
He saw Scott on his knees over his daughter, who was face down on the bed, spread eagle.
 
Scott looked up at the man but did not move or lift his hand from the girl’s ass.
 
Casey raised her head and turned to the door.
 
Scott could the pout on her lips but could not see her eyes.
 
Her bangs hung over them like a sheepdog.
 
She was still trembling.

     
“Are you hitting my daughter?” Mr. Turner said, looking stern.

     
“Yes,” Scott said.

     
“Oh.
 
Ok,” Mr. Turner said, his expression changing.
 
He sniffed the air once, then backed out the door and closed it.

     
Scott grinned.
 
Was the man having second thoughts about what he had agreed to subject his daughter to? Scott didn’t care.
 
Mr. Turner’s little girl was spread out naked
an
panting in front of him and he was going to fuck her hard.
 
He pulled her ass up.

     
“What are you going to do?” Casey said.

     
“Relax.
 
This’ll only hurt for a little bit,” Scott said.
 
Her ass was up in the air and her head was down on the pillow.
 
She was clutching the end of the bed and shaking nervously.
 
He rose on his knees and lined up his cock.

     
“Oh God,” Casey groaned.
 
She was practically sobbing when Scott rubbed the smooth head of his cock across her wet slit.
 
He eased the head paste her pussy lips into her tiny opening.
 
She responded with a deep, primal groan.
 
Scott held her by her hips and slowly pushed his cock into her.