I caught Tye looking at me with 'that' look, a couple of weeks later, in the late afternoon. Good God, wasn't the man getting enough, already. Not that I minded it twice a day or so. But I knew that he was pretty fucked out just now, so I just sorta came over to tease. My way; my new way. That is, sling one leg over his knees, so that I crawled up on his lap, facing him, forcing my micro skirt up on my hips.
Ooooh, did I want to play now. He'd learned just how to hold me there, by my nipples in one hand and...
"Hi, there, stud, ya' lookin' for someone to have a party?"
He answered, laughing, "look what we have here, a little sex kitten, just right for playing with, stroking, caressing." His hands matched his words, running over my thighs, calves, back and neck. He continued, "you a virgin, little girl?"
"Oh, no sir," I answered, in a sweet voice, "Mommy says continued virginity would be bad for my complexion. And since I have such good skin," I added stroking the flesh--quite a lot of it--that was exposed, "I must have had my virginity taken lots of times. Would you like to take it again?" And I gave him a round-eyed oh-so-innocent look.
"Oh, so, we have to take a virgin, do we? Let's see, what haven't we done that girls do, that you'd like to do?"
"Oh, sir, I don't know anything about that," I crooned, hips beginning to buck and writhe with the stroking I was getting. "Little virgins like me have to let the men make all the decisions. We don't know where they'll put all that big, plunging cock meat at all. Cock meat, that is the right thing to say, isn't it, sir?"
My breath was coming shorter, now. His hands were just too good, but I don't see how he'd kept off my boobettes or out of my slippery pussy. He was just sliding his hands gently around my hips, and waist (very bare waist, now), and up and down my arms, and up and down my thighs, looking at my fur. I looked down' too, and could see the beginnings of glistening, where the girl- goo was starting to seep out. I shifted my hips, so that the pussy fur and my love opening showed more clearly.
Did I ever love getting hot and horny! It felt like a warm, sleepy blanket drawn down over me, kinda golden, but being totally aroused, not sleepy at all, if you know what I mean. My words got shorter, more direct, sort of slurred. Tye's hands and fingers worked around my arms and back, then down across my waist, and down my hips and thighs...
Say, where did my top and skirt go: I didn't remember them coming off. Oh, well, doesn't matter, anyway, cause there weren't any panties or bra to start with, and the top and skirt just covered up the view.
Sort of detached, as well as around, I watched Tye expertly turn me on, turn me every which way but loose. Ooooh, I liked the way that body responded to his touch, but he still hadn't laid hand or lip on tit or pussy. Was I gonna have ta' beg him? Yep. I warmed to that task, which made me even hotter.
"Hey, stud, sir, you know there some of this hot slut kitty you've not touched yet. How about working on these little nipples. They're just begging for you to suck on them, aren't they, though." I massaged one with the flat of my hand, then thought better of it. Instead, I picked up his hand, flattened it, and moved its surface over the nipple. The shock waves from that sent me groaning and moaning.
"Ungh! Gasp. Come on, virgin molester, feel me out. Pull on 'em, show me what a man does with a fuckin' slut's hard nipple. Groan. Uh!. That's it, twist them right off my tits. Don' be gentle. Squeeze that tit, both of them. Here let me do the body work, you concentrate on violating my tits. Ugh! DO IT!"
I worked my hands frantically over my body now, rubbing and grabbing and pulling, while his hands caressed and tugged at my tits and nipples. I twisted and turned, and his body helped me move more sideways. My fluids spread out over my cunt, my buttocks, his thighs, warm and slippery. I closed my eyes, to better enjoy what I was doing to myself, getting done to me. Vaguely, I felt Tye make an abortive arm movement, so I snuggled up a little tighter, and continued talking.
"You like that warm, dripping stuff on your leg, don't you, stud, huh? Like a little girl slut on you lap, spread out for you, huh, don' ya'. How about a little more spread? Like that, too, don't you, like to see all that pretty pink stuff, stuff you can spread, shove a cock up into..."
Suiting action to words, I spread my legs wider, feeling Tye put his arm around me, coming in under my arm for more tit action, freeing up one hand. Hoping he'd put one hand on me before his cock went in.
He did! But not the way I expected. He shoved some fingers into me, massaging from the inside, but his thumb--warm and wet from my juice--stayed right on the clit button. Oh, Lordy, he had two of my three turn-on buttons under his expert fingers. He pushed his fingers in, then pulled them out with a little sucking sound, rocking them as he played with my erect clit, working in little circles. I nearly forgot how to talk, but tried anyway.
"Ooohhh! Right, do it. Play with it, thas' right. You want these legs in the air, don' you? You want them kicking and waving while I cum, huh, don' you. Here they go. Right, keep going, I'm cumming, cumming, cum...cum...cum...CUMCUMCUM...).
Eyes still closed, I collapsed back against Tye's chest, murmuring, "so good, so good."
Tye said, "I should think so."
