Untamed Passion

The cold shower hadn’t helped a lot, and Scott had toyed with the report all afternoon. He was still hard and he hadn’t accomplished a single thing by the time the two of them came home. Both of them went to the kitchen table to do their homework while they had an afternoon snack…but Tony was feeling a little ill and just pushed his pizza rolls around on his plate.

Scott, nervously fidgeting in his office, nearly jumped out of his chair when Caryn spoke from the doorway. “Tony’s not feeling too well Scott, and he doesn’t even want any dinner. I’m going to take him upstairs and put him to bed, okay?” Her tone of voice was normal and Scott felt a flood of relief surge through him. Maybe the morning episode had been an aberration…

maybe he had built it all up in his head, made more out of it than it had

seemed. She had said ‘You’re going to fuck me…’ That didn’t sound like a ‘maybe’ at all.

An hour later, Scott turned to see Caryn standing in the doorway of his study. She was wearing a sheer nightgown and absolutely nothing else.

Scott stopped breathing and moaned deep in his throat. She was beautiful. One knee was cocked forward, and her feet were planted solidly on the floor at angles to each other. When she saw that he had finally looked at her, the mysterious smile from breakfast reappeared. “I’ve been thinking about this for months,” she said in a low voice.

“Caryn…” Scott managed to croak. His mouth was suddenly very dry and his moan was cut off when she reached behind her neck and did something with her hands. The sheer nightgown dropped to the floor. Any other words that might have issued from his lips died in place. Caryn was gorgeous.

“I’ve wanted to do this forever,” she whispered as she walked towards him. She lifted his hand to her pubic mound and pushed his fingers between her slightly spread legs. Her eyes were squeezed shut tightly, and her breath

was coming rapidly. It was her turn to moan. Inches away from his

wondering eyes, her tiny nipples became rigid and Caryn began to convulse in what would be only the first of many orgasms that evening.

“Good,” she moaned quietly, “so good…” Caryn bent over, shuddering, and Scott’s fingers came away wet. He was speechless. It took several moments for Caryn to regain her composure. When she did, she looked into his eyes and took his hands again, tugging them to her nearly nonexistent breasts. “Scott,” she whispered, sinking to her knees in front of his desk chair.

He knew damned well he should stop this. Sure she was legal, but she looked ten years old, this was wrong in so many ways he couldn’t process it. The next words out of her mouth shut off his objections. Her small hands fumbled with the catch of his shorts and somehow she managed to pull his erection out, balls and all. Her heated breath scorched his bare skin

as she wrapped her fingers around him and began to stroke him up and down.

“I’ve practiced this on a couple of the boys at school,” she breathed, “but none of them was as big as you are.” Her small pink lips were so close to the head of his rigid cock. “But I got them in my mouth anyway.” She made an “o” with her small mouth and kissed the tip of his cock wetly.

Scott shivered and his moan escaped. Bending down, she kissed his heavy balls and he felt her tongue exploring the soft skin of his scrotum.

“Oh…my…god!” he croaked when her tiny mouth came up and enveloped the tip of his glans. He watched as her lips stretched, encompassing the

whole of his glans, and then slipped down his shaft. Caryn’s eyes were wide with excitement as his cock disappeared into her mouth. Her tongue began to move on the underside of his thick shaft. She began to make choking noises and she coughed. Scott tried to pull out of her mouth but she shook her head and began twisting it back and forth until magically his glans had passed her gag reflex and she was taking more of his cock into her throat.

The only thing inhibiting the penetration of her throat now was the

smallness of her lips. When she had all of him in her mouth that would fit, she began to bob her head on his thick organ.

“Jesus Christ!” Scott yelped, cum spurting from the tip of his erection.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

Caryn refused to move her head away from his erupting prick, insisting on keeping her lips tight around his shaft as he pumped his thick creamy sperm into her throat. Despite her innocent appearance, there was a wicked, knowing gleam in the huge blue eyes staring into his. However much or little experience she had, Caryn knew exactly what she was doing to Scott. She refused to let go of his cock until long after the last of his sperm had disappeared down her throat.

With a final lick at the tip of his cock, Caryn stood and tugged at his clothes and he was completely nude. Taking him by the hand, she led him to a bare spot in the deep pile of carpet of his study and laid him on his back. He tried to sit up and take her in his arms, but she pushed him back down. “I’ve done this a thousand times Scott, lying in my bed late at night with my panties pushed down around my knees and my nightie pulled up around my

waist. I know exactly what I want to do and how I want to do it.” Her face came close to his and he felt himself falling into the deep blue vastness of her huge eyes. “People tell me what I want is nasty, that only a really bad girl would do it, or even want to do it, but I do Scott, I want this bad. Just let me do what I want,” she said, her lips touching his, “and when I’m done, you can do anything you want to me.”

He stared at her, wondering if she had any idea of what she’d just offered.

Her next words told him she knew exactly what she’d offered. “I’ve

watched all those videos on the internet, and I know exactly what men like to do to women…and I want to learn every bit of it.” Her lips touched his, “I’m especially interested to see how it feels to have one of these,” she

squeezed his cock firmly with her small hand, “in my backside.” She

smiled, the most wickedly sexy smile Scott had ever seen on a woman. “I tried it with my finger and I liked the way that felt.” Her lips pursed. “But I have to admit this is a lot bigger than my finger.”

She said it with such a solemn face that Scott couldn’t restrain the giggle that was bubbling up inside him. Caryn silenced him in seconds as she rolled him over and spread his legs. Her lips and tongue followed her fingers as she explored the utter base of his cock and his balls and then followed the seam of skin to his ass.

When she was finally through, she rolled over onto her back and extended her arms to him. He was rigid, his cock straining as he knelt over her tiny, perfect body. Her eyes were wide, as were her legs. “Don’t worry about hurting me,” she whispered, “I’m not a virgin.”

“Jesus,” Scott croaked, staring into the depths of her blue eyes as the tip of his penis penetrated the tiny lips of her little pink pussy. “I feel like I’m falling into you.”

Caryn wrapped her arms around his neck and wrapped her legs around his waist. “So do it,” she whispered. He did.