From: TC <tomcat7@gnn.com>
Subject: Sweet Sucking Schoolgirl (Chap. 2)
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
This story is not an endorsement of the sexual habits or practices contained. If you are offended by graphic sexual descriptions or are under the age of 18, do not read further...
Kimmy Johnson spent the next day at school thinking about her
fun with Mr. Thomas. It was so wrong, she knew, but it was so
right at the same time. When she got home, she had a phone message
from Mr. Thomas asking her to sit for them again.
She knew that he liked her school uniform, so she decided to
keep it on. Mr. Thomas picked her up at 6:30 PM, and the two drove
to the Thomas home. On the way, it was still light outside, and
Kimmy knew that they would have to be careful so nobody would see.
Mr. Thomas looked over to little Kimmy, who smiled with
anticipation. Her sweet blue eyes, her cute little bangs and
dimples, her pretty smile made Kimmy a picture of sheer teen
beauty.
"I wore my school uniform for you, Mr. Thomas," she told him.
Mr. Thomas looked her over as they waited for a stoplight. Her
blue vest fit tightly over a white long-sleeved blouse with a
straight collar. Her blue-and-white plaid pleated school skirt
rode high on her smooth, thin thighs. She wore blue cable-knit
knee socks, pulled up high to the bottom of her little knobby
knees, with her blue-and-white saddle shoes.
As Mr. Thomas gawked over Kimmy, she tugged her little school
skirt up higher until the crotch of her white cotton panties was
visible. He gulped at the daylight sight of her little puffy
muffin. He wanted to fuck her then and there, and his cock ached
with a raging hard-on.
Suddenly, the honk of the car behind him brought him back to
reality, as he had not noticed the light change. Kimmy laughed,
knowing that she had distracted him. She enjoyed the power that
she seemed to have over Mr. Thomas.
"You look great, Kimmy," he told her. "Can I cum in your mouth
later tonight?"
Kimmy smiled and nodded, a bit embarrassed, but looking forward
to tasting more of his semen. He had paid her very nicely for
babysitting the night before, and knew that he probably pay her
even more tonight.
It was nearly 9:30PM. The two children had been in bed for
about a half-hour, but Kimmy thought she heard noises upstairs.
She crept quietly up the stairs, and noticed that the boy,
Bobby, had his bedroom light on with the door open just a crack.
She tiptoed down the hall to his door and peeked through the crack.
The 12-year-old boy was sitting up in bed, with his hand
whacking away on his dick. Kimmy almost laughed at having caught
the young boy in the act. She opened the door. Bobby reacted with
total surprise and just stopped in mid-stroke. He blushed, not
knowing what to say.
"Why aren't you sleeping, Bobby?" Kimmy asked.
"I...I...I couldn't..." stammered Bobby.
Kimmy smiled.
"Why not?" she asked.
"Cause I keep thinking about you," he admitted.
"Oh, yeah?" asked Kimmy. "What were you thinking?"
Bobby shrugged.
"I don't know," he said. "I just get all horny looking at you
in that school outfit."
"Really?" Kimmy asked. "So you were jerking off to me?"
"Uh huh."
Kimmy was flattered.
"Would you like me to help you, Bobby?" she asked.
"Would you?!" Bobby asked, incredulous.
"Sure," she answered.
Kimmy walked over and sat on the bed. The young schoolgirl took
Bobby's hard, five-inch prick in her warm hand and started the same
motions that made his dad cum the previous night. Bobby leaned
back and moaned in delight as the schoolgirl babysitter jerked him
off.
"Oh, God, Kimmy, you're gonna make me shoot my stuff," he
moaned.
"Go ahead, Bobby. It'll make you feel better."
Kimmy was going to suggest that the boy cum in her mouth, but
she wanted Mr. Thomas to have the first opportunity. So she
grabbed a nearby towel and held it under Bobby's prick.
"Oh God...oh God...oh God..." he moaned.
Suddenly, he gasped. Kimmy felt his cock bloat in her hand just
before it shot a stream of cum onto the towel. She kept jerking
his cock as it emptied its load on the towel with several more
squirts.
When Bobby stopped shooting, Kimmy wiped his prick clean with
the towel. It wasn't as much gooey cream as his dad could pump
out, but she still enjoyed helping the boy to orgasm.
"Time to go to sleep, now, Bobby," she told him, as she stood up
and went to the door.
"Hey, Kimmy," Bobby called. "Could I put my dick inside you
next time?"
Kimmy smiled.
"We'll see," she said, as she turned off the light and closed
the door.
By 10:30, Kimmy was on her way home with Mr. Thomas. No sooner
had they left the driveway, than Mr. Thomas put his hand on her
thigh and slid it up under the hem of her plaid pleated school
skirt, reaching for her sweet pantied crotch.
Except this time, Kimmy wasn't wearing her panties. She had
taken them off and put them in her purse before they left, and now
Mr. Thomas' fingertips had found the soft, sparse curls of an
eighth-grader's pussy hair instead.
Mr. Thomas smiled.
"You're not wearing your panties, Kimmy."
"I thought you'd like them off this time," she said.
"You're right," he admitted.
He probed her soft muffy with care, pushing the tip of his
finger into her to get just a bit of her pussy juice. He used it
to lubricate her young, tender clit, rubbing it around gently with
two fingers.
Kimmy groaned in delight.
"God, Mr. Thomas, that feels so good..." she gushed.
He wiggled his wet fingertips back and forth across her sweet
love trigger, and Kimmy's breath grew steadily louder.
He felt her body convulse and shudder in orgasm.
"Oh, Mr. Thomas, I'm getting that good feeling again!" she
gasped.
"You mean you're cumming, Kimmy," he told her.
"Yeah, I'm cumming..." she mumbled, lost in exhilaration.
Mr. Thomas pulled his wet fingers out from under her skirt. He
found that same deserted parking lot and pulled off the road, then
turned the car off. As the dim streetlight filled the front seat
of the car, Mr. Thomas pulled his dick from his pants.
"Now, Kimmy, you're gonna suck on my dick," he told her.
"Okay, sir. Will you squirt your cum into my mouth, too?" she
asked.
"You bet, sweetheart. I'll give you plenty to taste."
Kimmy giggled, then leaned over to his lap, her legs spread wide
apart. Mr. Thomas pulled her skirt up again so he could admire her
nearly-smooth snatch while she sucked him.
The schoolgirl took firm hold of his nine-inch cock and stroked
it slowly with her hand.
"Put your mouth around it, Kimmy," he encouraged.
Kimmy slowly put his manhood into her innocent teenaged mouth
and sealed her darling lips around it.
"Now keep it in your mouth, but slide your lips up and down on
it," he told her.
Kimmy started to use her wonderful mouth on him. In and out, in
and out, she slid her lips up and down the shaft of his cock.
"Now suck on my cock while you do that, Kimmy."
She started to suck him, and suck him hard.
"Keep using your hand, sweetheart," he reminded her.
Kimmy started her hand jerk again, coupling that with her
sucking mouth. Her little dimpled cheeks caved in as she sucked
Mr. Thomas for all he was worth.
"God, Kimmy, I can't believe this is your first time..." he
moaned.
"You're so good..." he added.
Kimmy's mouth clamped down like a vise around his prick. She
loved the taste of his cock in her mouth, and enjoyed the feeling
of power it gave her. She could taste his pre-cum, and longed for
a full drink of his man-cream. Her hot mouth, her intense sucking,
her pumping hand would all milk Mr. Thomas to orgasm any minute,
she knew.
Kimmy heard his breathing grow quicker and louder. She knew she
was going to make him cum, because he did the same thing the
previous night. She waited for him to squirt his warm load down
her throat.
Mr. Thomas shook, unable to control his muscular actions. The
sight of the young schoolgirl in her uniform, sucking his cock for
all she was worth, was way too much for him. His balls ached,
waiting to release his cum into the little girl's hungry mouth.
"Oh, God, Kimmy, you're gonna make me cum again!" he yelled.
"Here it comes, sweetheart! I'm gonna squirt it in your mouth!"
Kimmy felt his cock spasm in her mouth, then felt a stream of
hot jizz splash against the back of her throat. She almost gagged,
but managed to swallow it before he shot more gooey white cum into
her virgin cocksucking mouth.
The eighth-grade schoolgirl worked Mr. Thomas like a vacuum
cleaner. The more cum he shot into her mouth, the more she
swallowed. Kimmy gulped down squirt after squirt of gooey white
fuck-cream, as fast as he could pump it out. Finally, the goops of
cum slowed to a stop.
Kimmy popped her lips off his cock and swallowed once more,
downing the last of his creamy fluid.
"You didn't even spill a fucking drop, Kimmy," he said in
disbelief. Mr. Thomas shook his head.
"Was I okay?" Kimmy asked, still holding his cock in her hand.
"You were better than perfect," he told her.
Mr. Thomas squeezed a couple more drops out, beading up on the
head of his bright red prick.
"You left some," he told her.
Kimmy looked down and saw a few beads of white on his prick-tip.
She bent down again and slowly licked them off with her tongue, as
Mr. Thomas moaned in pleasure.
"Oh, you sweet girl... sweet little Kimmy..."
The schoolgirl smiled at him with that cute dimpled smile, and
Mr. Thomas kissed her passionately on the lips. Kimmy opened her
lips slightly, meeting his tongue with hers.
She had never French-kissed before, and she felt a wave of
desire crash over her.
"Have you ever fucked, Kimmy?" he asked.
She shook her head.
"No, Mr. Thomas," she said. "Why?"
"Because I'd like to fuck you next time," he told her.
"That sounds like fun, sir," she answered, with that cute
schoolgirl smile.
Kimmy could hardly wait to have Mr. Thomas' cock in her virgin
pussy, and her mind swirled with her new discoveries. There were
many more cocks for her to suck, and she had to find them...
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