‘Yes, Mr Brooks’. His hand started to move over her torso, up to her breasts.
‘Do you want me to touch you?’
‘Please Mr Brooks, I want it so badly’. Her chest rose and fell rapidly, and she glanced down at his hand moving over her school shirt. It looked so big and powerful.
Suddenly, his other hand moved from her neck and he ripped the buttons open, exposing her pink bra. She gasped, and a chuckle escaped his lips.
‘Oh, did you buy this just for me? What a silly girl.’
Both his hands moved over her bra, before moving down her stomach to pull apart her thighs roughly. He lifted her skirt to peer beneath it.
‘Oh, a matching pair! Very sweet.’
‘Do you like them Mr Brooks?’
‘I’m more interested in what’s happening underneath’.
His fingers moved over her bare thighs, sending chills through her. She was very conscious that wetness had started to leak from between her legs, staining her panties.
As one hand held her leg wide, he brushed his fingers lightly over the front of her panties. She moaned and instinctively ground her buttocks back against his erection.
‘Are you wet Natalie?’ he growled softly.
He pressed his finger down over the fabric, putting pressure directly on her clitoris beneath.
‘Ooohhh!’ He knew exactly what he was doing, and moved his other hand to unhook her bra and move his hand to her bare chest. He moved quickly over both breasts, squeezing and lightly brushing her nipples. At the same time, he kept up the pressure on her clitoris until she wanted to scream out loud.
‘I like young girls’ bodies. So… sensitive.’
‘I… I want.’
‘Say it clearly Natalie.’
‘I want to touch your cock.’
He released his hands from her body and she heard his chair creak as he leaned back.
‘You can’.
Trembling, she turned around to face him, and kneeled on the old floorboards between his legs. He was looking down at her with a small smile.
She moved her hands to the sizeable bulge in his trousers, clumsily unzipping his fly, and reaching around to pull his cock out through the flap in his boxers. She was so desperate to see it.
It sprang out in front of her face, wide and robust like his torso, and hard as wood. As she wrapped her tiny fist around it, a stream of clear pre-cum escaped from its head. His eyes were still focussed on her.
‘What do you want to do with it Natalie?’
She paused. ‘I want to, to put it in my mouth. But I don’t know what to do.’ She looked up at him, eyes wide and helpless.
‘Don’t worry, I’ll teach you. I’ve done a good job in the past, haven’t I? First, spit on it, and get it wet all over’.
She did as she was told, rubbing her hand over its length until it was slick with moisture. To her surprise, it grew even more at her touch.
‘Now, tease the head with your tongue’. His voice was becoming less steady.
She reached out her tongue. His cock tasted salty and warm. She circled the head slowly with her tongue, looking up for his approval.
‘Yesss… now, take some more in your mouth.’
She opened her mouth wide and gripped the shaft with her lips, keeping her tongue moving all the time.