Cindy by Randy Lavery
That Friday was one of those damp and chilly early spring evenings that we get so often this time of year. I was just settling down to watch a hot porno flick, having fast forwarded to my favorite part where the woman works herself down onto an enormous cock, 15 inches according to the descriptions, when the doorbell rang. I hit the pause control and went to the door.
"I'm selling candy to raise money for new uniforms for the Westside Junior High band," she said when I opened the door.
"Step inside and tell me about it," I replied. "It's too wet to stand out there on the porch."
She came in and pushed the door closed behind her. "Thank you. My name is Cindy, and I'm selling candy to raise money for new uniforms for the..."
"Westside Junior High band," I completed. "I got that part already. Tell me the rest."
"Oh, okay. Well, we have several different kinds of candy, and we're taking orders for them this week and the candy will be delivered in six weeks. This list shows all of the different kinds we have."
I took the list she was offering for examination.
"Well, there certainly are a lot of choices. Do I have to pay you right now if I order something?"
"No. You pay when I deliver your stuff."
"Okay. Which one of these do you think is best?"
She stepped closer and pointed out a couple that she preferred. Her pleated plaid skirt rustled as she moved. I noted that her white cotton shirt was damp enough from the misting rain to have molded itself to her, revealing that the plain white bra she was wearing underneath it contained very little in the way of breasts.
I examined her personal preferences in sweets, then settled on my own choices.
"Okay. I'll order some of these, plus I'll try the ones you like as well since they look pretty good too."
"I need you to put your name and address down in the order part on the back and mark the ones you want, then."
"Got a pen?"
She reached into one of the pockets of her pleated skirt, then quickly went for the other pocket. "Shoot, that last lady must have kept my pen. Now I don't have one anymore."
I laughed. "That's okay. I'll get one."
I turned and headed to the den at the rear of the house where there would be a pen at my desk. As I pulled open a drawer I heard her voice behind me.
"Oh my goodness!"
I turned around and there she was, staring at the paused image on the TV screen: a young woman using both hands to aim an absolutely enormous cock at her face and stretching her tongue out to touch the tip of it. Cindy's face flushed bright pink as she stared at the frozen scene.
"I'm sorry. I'll turn that off."
"N..no. That's okay," she said, tearing her gaze away from the screen. "I should have waited by the door for you. I..I just wasn't thinking."
I was filling out the order form as quickly as I could, but I noticed that she kept looking back at the image, fascinated by it. When I at last handed her the sheet of paper, she looked back at the screen again, then looked back at me briefly before she shyly asked, "Is she really going to do that? I don't see how that's possible."
"Yeah, she does."
I reached for the remote control to hit the stop switch, but before I pressed the button she said very softly, "I'd like to see that."
So I pressed play, and the action on the screen began.
Cindy stood there watching as the woman on the screen ran her hands, lips and tongue all over the huge cock. I stood there in amazement watching Cindy watch it. She was short and petite, with no boobs to speak of. Her dark hair was cut in a page-boy, and she still looked no more than 12 or 13.
She inched herself back to the sofa and sat down, never taking her eyes away from the raw sexual activity of the video. I sat down at the other end of the couch and watched the sex with her. Slowly she scooted her way down until she was sitting right next to me.
Cindy leaned against me as the woman on the screen wrapped her big breasts around the huge cock of her playmate and began to tit-fuck herself. I put my arm around her, noticing as I did that she was rubbing one of her own little breasts. Then I caressed her gently, slowly sliding my hand closer to her small boob until at last I was holding it through her clothes.
I lifted Cindy into my lap, never releasing the one tit I was holding as I did so. She settled in, squirming slightly against my by now hard cock bulging in the front of my slacks.
When I did remove my hand from her tiny breast, she whispered softly, "Don't stop."
I pulled the tail of her shirt from the waistband of her skirt, then slipped my hand up underneath. Her skin was hot as I slid my hand along her side and up towards her breast, and she moaned softly as I squeezed the cup of her cotton bra. After a moment she leaned forward, untucked the rest of her shirt and reached up behind her and released the single hook of her bra. I dropped my hand down to rub her flat tummy, then slid it back up, going under the bra cup and across the hard nub of her nipple. Then I began to gently squeeze and caress the small handful of flesh.
On the TV screen the action had shifted. The woman was sitting astride the man, rubbing her cunt up and down the length of his massive shaft. Eventually she positioned herself so that the very tip of the guy's cock was pressing against her wet hole. Cindy leaned back against me and spread her legs slightly as she watched the image of the woman beginning to slide herself down onto that great tool.
I continued to fondle her breast with one hand, and placed the other on her thigh and began stroking it. As my hand slid up underneath her plaid skirt, she spread her legs a little more. By the time my hand had reached the top of her thigh, she had tossed a leg up and over my own so that she was spread wide. My fingertip grazed her soft cotton panties and, when she made no move to stop me, I began to gently rub her crotch through the fabric.
Her panties were hot to the touch, and as I stroked her lightly they dampened quickly. I applied a little more pressure from my fingertips, and she moaned. Soon her underwear had moved beyond damp to wet. Cupping her whole crotch in my hand I squeezed, and she moaned again, louder.
On the screen the whole purple head of the huge cock had disappeared into the woman's cunt, along with about 2 or 3 inches of thick shaft. The woman's vaginal lips were spread wide to accommodate the huge tool. Cindy licked her lips as she watched.
I withdrew my hand from her crotch slightly until my finger-tips were once again at the edge of her panties. This time as I moved my hand forward I slid my fingers up underneath the elastic around the leg opening. The skin of her pussy was slick and smooth to the touch. I rubbed my hand over her slit, kneading the hairless skin of her bare cunt with my palm. Her juices were flowing by this time.
After several minutes of this, I slid the tip of my index finger into the slick groove, feeling the puffy flesh gliding along as my finger moved back and forth. I gradually worked my way to the top of her slit, where I could feel the hard nub of her clit. I flicked it ever so lightly, but she was sensitive in the extreme.
I stopped instantly, prepared to withdraw, but that was not what she wanted. Instead she twisted around, contorting her body so that I could continue to fondle her breast and her pussy but allowing her to press her lips to mine. I touched her clit again and she gasped against my mouth. Our tongues touched briefly, then she thrust hers into my mouth with abandon. I continued my finger action against her twat as she tongue-wrestled with me.
Suddenly she twisted back around and pressed her back against my chest. She groaned loudly, and her body shuddered as a rush of her juices flooded her panties. I slid my fingers through her sopping slit, then cupped her whole pubic area with my hand, enjoying the feel of her hot wet flesh against my palm. The tip of one finger nestled into the crack of her ass and rested against her tiny anus.
I held her like that for a few moments, gently massaging her boob and her cunt as she shuddered against me. When at last her orgasm ended, I continued to hold her. She reached up and unbuttoned her shirt, then squirmed her way out of it, tossing it and her bra aside. As she leaned back against me I could look over her shoulder and see the small mounds of flesh that made up her tiny tits. Both her nipples were like hard pebbles, and I tweaked first one, then the other.
Cindy then began to disentangle herself from my lap. I slipped my hand out of her panties as she got to her feet and turned to face me. Without a word, she unfastened the clasp on her skirt and let it slide to the floor. She had already worked her shoes and socks off as I had fondled her to orgasm; now she stood before me wearing only the white cotton panties which molded themselves to every curve of her petite body.
Cindy climbed back into my lap, this time facing me. She pressed her mouth to mine, sliding her tongue along mine. Then she pulled my mouth to one of her breasts. I sucked her hard little nipple in between my teeth and munched it lightly.
"Aieee...." she squealed as I pulled it as far out as I could before letting it snap back against her chest.
I repeated the process with her other tit, then alternated between them for awhile, sucking and chewing with abandon. As I worked over her boobs with my mouth I ran my hands up and down her back, pausing every now and then to squeeze the cheeks of her pantied butt.
Finally she stood back up and pushed my hands to the waist band of her briefs. I took the hint and began to slide them down her hips and then on down her legs until they dropped to the floor. Cindy stepped out of them and straightened up. From my seated position I had a clear view of her totally hairless pussy, and I could see her juices trickling down her thigh.
It was too much for me to resist. I spun her around and seated her on the edge of the sofa, then knelt between her legs. I began to eat her by running my tongue up and down the length of her bald slit, without penetrating at first, to lick up the flowing juices. Once I had them all I let my tongue dip into her valley, swabbing up and down, each time pressing a little deeper into her. When my tongue encountered her hard little clit, I paused and circled it several times before moving on. At last the tip of my tongue found the opening to her vagina.
I began to work my tongue into her hole then, boring it deeper and deeper until my lips were pressed tight against her labia and I could press my tongue no further. Then I tongue fucked her, sliding it in and out of her canal, scooping up a mound of her creamy juices on each stroke. As I worked to get my tongue deeper into her my nose began to rub against her clit, and she had several more orgasms.
After one particularly violent orgasm, Cindy pushed me away from her pussy and, as I got to my feet, she knelt on the floor in front of me and began to fumble with my zipper. Eventually she got it down and she then reached in and worked my hard cock out of the opening. As she held my rigid hard-on in both of her hands, she uttered an awe-struck "Wow!" and then began to lick the tip of my organ like a lollipop.
As I watched her trying to get more and more of my cock into her mouth, I peeled off my shirt and then unfastened my pants and let them drop to the floor. I kicked the pile away and stood there naked while Cindy knelt in front of me using both hands to feed my cock into her mouth. As she sucked on me she began fondling my ass and my balls.
At last she stood up and pressed herself against me. My hard dick reached nearly to her tits as we held each other. After a few moments I sat back down on the sofa. Cindy climbed back into my lap, straddling me and trapping my cock between my abdomen and her juicy crotch. As in the video, she rubbed her- self back and forth, letting her pussy lips wrap around the sides of my shaft. Her juices coated my organ before long.
Then she reached down and lifted up the head of my cock, aiming it at her the center of her pussy. She pressed the purple head into her gash and then slid it up and down the length of her slit until it glistened with her cream. Finally she lodged the tip in the opening of her deep cavern and held it there.
"That feels so good...."
"Yeah, it sure does," I agreed.
"I want it all, all the way."
"Go for it."
With that she began to lower herself onto me. In essence she simply lifted her feet from the floor and allowed herself to be suspended on the spike jutting up from my groin. Slowly she slid down, taking me deeper into her petite body. I had a great view of my cock disappearing into her tight stretched gash. Several times her slow slide paused for a moment, then it resumed until I was completely buried in her body. I was amazed at how much she took in.
Cindy leaned forward to kiss me, then said, "Fuck me. I really want it now."
I didn't argue with her about it. Instead I got to my feet, holding her by her butt to keep her impaled on my cock as I shifted positions. She wrapped her legs around me as I placed her on the floor, burying her under my weight. Then I began to fuck her as she was begging me to do, sliding my cock out until just the head was still sheathed in her tight cunt, then slowly pressing it back in until my pubic hair was mashed against her smoothly slick skin.
Cindy began writhing and moaning under me as I gradually increased the tempo of my strokes. Several orgasms ripped through her petite body and she screamed with pleasure as I reached my pile-driver stage. I was pounding my stiff shaft deep into her body, and I could feel the pressure building in my nuts until at last a convulsive wave rolled from the tips of my toes and the top of my head and came shooting out the tip of my cock in a great, groaning orgasm.
Cindy's cunt was so filled and stretched by my organ that there was literally no room for my cum within her. As each hot spurt poured deep into her recesses, the pumping action of my pistoning cock forced it to come spraying out of her. I could feel it splattering my balls and my legs. I found later that a lot of my cream had simply trickled up the crack of her ass and across her back.
When I was finished pumping my load deep into her cunt, and had recovered my breath a little, I held her and rolled over so that she was on top of me. My cock was still buried in her pussy as we laid there and held each other tightly for a long time. After awhile, though, she slid herself off of my cock, then turned around and licked me clean of all of our mixed juices.
When at last she had swabbed up the last of the spray from my balls, Cindy crawled up and laid her head on my chest, looked me in the face, and said, "I can't wait until it's time to deliver your order."