Date: Wed, 4 Oct 2017 14:27:19 +0200 From: Marvin Schmedlapp Subject: Meg Continued 2 Meg's Bike Continued Meg continued to drop by, often under the pretense of getting her bike fixed or fitted. We would go through the motions of checking the height of her seat and such, which always ended with my hand on her little pussy. From there, it went different ways. Sometimes, we skipped the preliminaries and I took her by the hand into the house. She was naked before we reached either the family room or the bedroom, and I had managed to step out of my shorts by then, too. Today, we left her bike standing in the garage and made it as far as the couch in the family room. I slipped my t shirt off over my head and flopped down on the sofa. Meg was quick to straddle my lap with a knee on either side of me. I put one of my big hands in each of her armpits and pulled her close. We kissed as I let my thumbs find her pointy nipples and caress them in little circles around the dark patches. They hardened even more as they did that. Of course, my dick got so hard that it poked her in the ass. She felt that and slid to the floor on her knees, between my legs, and pulled my hard cock down so she could reach it with her mouth. Her pink tongue came out of its hiding place and licked all over the head of my circumcised dick. I didn't think I could get any harder, but it was hard not to as I watched her worship my penis. Her small hand went to my balls and lightly caressed them. When the head of my dick was slick with her saliva, she stretched her lips over the mushroom head and began to give me the blow job she was trained to do. She never gagged anymore like she did when she started, but could take it all the way to the root. Her tongue was like a Mixmaster, lashing and rotating around my cock. I held off as long as I could, but hey, I'm not Superman! My ass rose up off the couch and I fired a load into her mouth. She sucked it down like a milk shake and looked up at me with sparkling eyes and a smirk on her face. After she had cleaned it all off my still rigid phallus, she crawled back onto my lap and kissed me. I could taste my spunk on her lips and tongue. When we had kissed enough, I urged her to stand on the couch, straddling my body. That put her bald young slit at just the right height to be a perfect target for my tongue. She was already moist and glistening from her excitement and her pussy lips easily spread when my tongue slid over them. How I love the taste of young pussy! I ran my tongue through her channel until she picked up on the rhythm and started to rotate her hips to maintain contact between my tongue and her clitoris. It was exciting to know she was jilling herself off on my tongue. I switched from drilling into her with my pointed tongue to letting her ride the wide part of it. Either way seemed to excite her more and more. I could tell from her gasps and jerky movements that she was close to cumming. That suited me fine. After all, she had brought me off and I love to make young girls cum. She grabbed both sides of my head and steadied it while she ground and rotated her flesh into my tongue. I found her little love button and pursed my lips and sucked on it like a little dick. It had the desired result for both of us. She began to quake, moan, and lose control. I steadied her hips with my hands and let her ride it out. It wasn't long before she was in the throes of ecstasy. Her pussy literally vibrated and let loose a rich torrent of moisture. I could feel and taste it on my tongue and I picked up on its wonderful scent. When she was done cumming, she slid down my chest and belly, again kneeling and straddling my lap. She left a snail trail of moist and shiny goodness down my body and her little wet snatch settled right on my hardening dick. I can't help it; I get off on satisfying other people. It gives me a hard on. Right now, her cunt lips held my hard cock like a hot dog in a bun. She moved around and back and forth, thoroughly aware of what she was doing to me. You see, she had learned the pleasure of pleasing others, too. I worked my hand between us and held my dick up so she could impale herself on it. I looked down to see her pink and swollen lips stretch themselves over the head of my dick before she let the weight of her body assist in sliding down its shaft. It was heavenly; so tight and warm and moist! With a hand on either side of her little hips, I urged her to move up and down, sliding my shaft in and out of her pink pussy. I watch when I could, though I found my eyes closed most of the time, lost in the feelings. When I thought I couldn't take it anymore, my body tensed and I shot a load of jizz into her tight pussy. I'm sure she could feel the pulsing of my dick and the quickening of my breath. She knew I had filled her pussy with yet another load of cum. She looked me in the eye with a look of complete satisfaction. "I'm so glad I had you fix my bike!" she exclaimed as she leaned forward and planted a sloppy kiss on my lips. "Me, too," was all I could get out. I had all but forgotten about her bike.