Checking on Angie

"Your..uh...cock," she sheepishly said. Then with a little more gusto she went on, "I want you to put your cock inside me... inside my little pussy, Mr. Carlson."

Feeling particularly bold at that point I pressed the issue. "What about your butt, Angie? Would like Mr. Carlson to put his cock in your butt too?"

"Oh no, Mr. Carlson. I don't think it would fit in there," the girl replied, looking up at me with a grin.

"Are you sure Angie? It might go in there if we do it right," I told her.

"Well if you're sure, Mr. Carlson. I think I might like your cock in my butt. Only I'm scared it will hurt," she nearly whined.

"You are a naughty little girl, aren't you?" I said. "Maybe you need a good spanking," I added, wondering just how far the little chick was going to let me go.

"No, Mr. Carlson, no! I don't need to be spanked," she said, definitely whining this time.

"Yes. Naughty girls need to be spanked on the ass... on the bare ass," I stated and then told her, "Now gather our clothes and march yourself to your room for a spanking."

"But Mr. Carlson..." Angie protested.

"I only fuck naughty girls," I told her. "Are you a naughty girl or not?"

"Yes, Mr. Carlson. I'm a naughty little slut," she replied as she picked up our garments, then turned and started to walk away.

I watched the teenager's taut and sexy ass sway away from me and then followed a few steps behind. I had gotten quite caught up in our little banter in the kitchen but decided to let the girl off the hook when we got to her room. I truly wanted to spank her plump little ass, but only if I thought she wanted it. I didn't want to do anything that she wasn't on board with. Well, actually I wanted to do everything to her, but felt I should stay within her boundaries.

Once in her room, I sat on the bed and spoke softly, "I suppose I could let you off with a stern warning instead of a spanking."

"But I'm such a naughty little girl, Mr. Carlson and I deserve it," Angie playfully told me and then dropped across my knees with that sweet ass sticking right up in the air.

I couldn't help but to admire the rotund orbs for a moment and then I drew back and delivered a sound smack on the right cheek. Angie squealed and protested, but I was certain that she was simply playing a role. I raised my hand again and slapped the other side fairly hard. Again she squealed and twisted in my lap. Undaunted, I delivered a few more good smacks to the teen's bottom, admiring the way it jiggled under the force of each blow. My hand prints were quickly showing on her skin and I could feel the heat building in her flesh.

"Owww... That hurts Mr. Carlson," Angie cried. Then added with a lightly humiliated quality, "It hurts sooo good."

My cock was wedged between our bodies and I could feel it pulsing in time with my thundering heartbeat. The teen had gotten inside my head and I wasn't sure I could have stopped myself at that point, even had she wanted me to. I slapped the girl's bottom a couple more times and then paused, letting my fingers delve between the now crimson cheeks.

As I moved them downward, the tips brushed across her butthole and then targeted her pussy, which was very wet and inviting. With little effort I was able to wiggle two fingers into her cunt and Angie groaned passionately as I entered her hole. "Do you like that Angie?" I quizzed the girl.

"Mmmm... Oh yes, Mr. Carlson. It feels yummy," she replied, still using her little girl voice.

I jammed into her a little deeper and she let out a small yelp. Then I withdrew and pushed down just a bit further in search of her clitoris. I found the nub and stroked it a few times bringing a soft whimper from the flaxen-haired beauty. Then I pulled out and grabbed a handful of her right butt cheek. I squeezed and pulled at the flesh, parting her ass and getting a nice view of her winking anus. "You are such a dirty little girl," I growled at the teen.

"Yes, I am Mr. Carlson. Why don't you let me show you just how dirty I can be?" Angie said, shifting toward a more mature and sexy voice.

I assumed our little game was over but I wasn't finished handling the girl's exquisite ass just yet. I mauled both cheeks for a few moments and then dispatched a few more sharp smacks. This caused the girl to jerk and wail since they were harder than any I'd previously given. When I finished, I let her stand and she looked down at me with a playful smile while rubbing her warm, pink bottom.

After a moment, Angie dropped to her knees between my own. She took my rod in her youthful fingers and stroked upward once, pausing to run a fingertip over the tip of my pecker and spread around the abundant pre-cum that was present. When she had sufficiently smeared the clear goo over the head of my dick, she leaned in and took me into her mouth once more. Her tongue slid effortlessly across the bottom of my shaft and she started a slow up and down in my lap.

I moaned and leaned back to rest my weight on my elbows, watching the girl shift along with me. Her lips never left my penis as we moved and I now had a perfect vantage point to watch her perform fellatio on me. Angie's eyes were closed and she seemed to be concentrating on the task. Her young skin was flawless and end-of-the-summer bronze, and her blonde ponytail had flopped forward and was dangling down the side of her neck and in front of her shoulder.

As I said earlier, I could tell that Angie lacked some experience, but her enthusiasm more than made up for that. She worked her lips up and down my pole, licking and sucking, swirling her tongue around it and stroking me with her hand. It wasn't the best blow-job I'd ever had, but it ranked right up there. It wasn't long before I decided to stop her because I didn't want to get too worked up just yet.

I touched her head and she turned her eyes up at me, my rod still in her mouth. "Let's switch," I said. Angie bobbed up and down on my dick a few more times and then released me with a slurp. She stood and I followed, then we exchanged places with her dropping to the bed. I went to my knees and placed a hand on each of hers, spreading the girl wide open. Her luscious pussy was enticing and wet as could be, almost dripping. I couldn't remember ever seeing a woman this wet.

For several seconds, I simply sat there admiring the sight before me. It had been a long, long time since I'd seen an eighteen year old pussy and Angie's was divine. With her wide landing strip of closely trimmed hair and the perfect, still firm labia edging outward, she looked delicious. And as I stared at her, Angie dipped a hand down to spread her lips with two fingers, giving me an inviting view of her wet, pink hole.

"Do you like what you see, Mr. Carlson," Angie asked, remaining in the mature and sexy voice.

"Oh yeah, baby... I like it a lot!" I replied and leaned into the girl's crotch. She held herself open for me as I jabbed my tongue right into her pussy. She moaned as I set to work and eventually withdrew her hand. Her aroma was electrifying as it filled my nostrils and her nectar was absolutely delectable. The juice coated my tongue and continued to flow freely out of her tender, young box.

I munched the blonde for several minutes, alternating between tongue-fucking her hole and licking up and down her slit. I mixed in random bouts of sucking and teasing her clit. Before long, she was grinding her hips upward and twisting her fingers in my hair, moaning and groaning in ecstacy. "Oh, God.... Put your cock in me... Fuck me Bob!" Angie finally called out.

I wasted no time scrambling to my feet and positioning myself between the girl's legs. I lifted them and held her calves in my hands as Angie instinctively reached down to guide me into her steamy love nest. Once she had me seated in her hole, she let her fingers trail along my shaft as I slowly pushed into her. I couldn't believe how incredibly tight her young box was. It felt absolutely incredible pressing down around my cock as I entered her.

After steadily feeding about two-thirds of my meat into the girl I paused and withdrew until just the head remained inside. Then, again slow and steadily, I sank into her vagina until I was completely encased in her warm depths. I held myself buried inside her and looked down at her sweet face. Her eyes were closed, the one hand still between her legs and the other gently rubbing her right breast.

Before I could start stroking in and out of her, Angie opened her eyes and looked up at me. There was a raw lust in them that spurred me on. I drew back again and started plunging in and out of the girl, but not at an overly urgent pace. Her eyes closed again and she bit at her bottom lip while I thrust my dick into her. A low, "Mmmmm..." escaped her throat as she twisted her head from side to side.

After twenty-five or thirty strokes, I felt a small spasm race through Angie's firm, young body. She clenched her eyes tightly and I could feel her fingers strumming her crotch. I glanced down to see that she was busily having a go at her clit. The hand that had been on her breast was dancing happily all over her chest, squeezing and pulling at her nipples. She was a vision of pure, unbridled sexuality and I relished the fact that I was fortunate enough to get the chance to fuck her.

I began picking up speed and before long was slamming into the teen with a good deal of force. I've always prided myself on my stamina and knew I could last for a quite a while longer. But Angie apparently couldn't. I felt her body tense up, her legs stiffening in my hands. She started with a few low, "mmmm... mmmm... mmmm..." noises. Then, suddenly, her head and shoulders lurched upward and she cried out, "Oh God... Uhhngggg... I'm cummmminnnggggg!"

The blonde's hot little pussy clamped down on my pole and she started pounding the bed with balled fists. Her head thrashed back and forth while she puffed air from her lungs. I never stopped pumping the girl, only slowed a bit. When she had regained some composure, I started to really hammer into her again. She yelped and then wailed, "Oh God!" over and over as I drove into her sopping cunt.

Angie continued to moan and groan as I pummeled her crotch for the next several minutes, twitching and contracting her nubile young body. Eventually, I slowed and then eased my dick completely out of her quim. It glistened with her tasty glaze. Then, pushing back on her legs, I raised her rectum up until it was level with my steel-hard cock and began to probe at the puckered opening.

Realizing my intention, Angie reached around her hip and took my stick in her hand. She pressed the head against her anal opening and then paused and looked up with pleading eyes. "Be gentle," she said.

I pressed forward, feeling the intense pressure of her anal ring. Angie steadied my pole and I pressed a little harder, until the head of my penis opened, and then penetrated the girls ass. I stopped as soon as I was in her to let her sphincter adjust to my invasion. Angie's breathing was quick and shallow and I could see her heartbeat bulging a vein in her neck. It was obvious that she wasn't accustomed to anal sex, but she seemed determined to have me there.

Once I felt she was ready, I eased a little more into her. When I was nearly halfway in, I saw Angie wince and I stopped. I held myself in place, feeling the incredible tightness of her butt while she got used to my presence. After she seemed stable, I drew back a couple of inches and began to saw in and out with short, slow strokes. I made several of these strokes then began to speed up just a little and I increased the depth of my drilling. But, I never sank more than two-thirds of my tool into the girl for fear of causing undue pain.

Still, her sweet asshole felt ridiculously good around my shaft as I plugged her. Once I had found my rhythm, I closed her legs together and let them fall across my chest and onto my left shoulder. I held them in place with my left hand and reached out to the girl's heaving chest. Her small tits were swelling up and down with her breathing and her nipples stood erect. I plucked the left one and Angie groaned. I pulled outward on the bud a second time and she drew in a sharp breath while twisting her head to the side.

I continued to toy with the girl's little tit for the next few minutes as I slowly butt-fucked her. Then it seemed like my strokes were becoming more and more uncomfortable, to both of us, and I realized that the pussy juice I'd used as lube was all but gone. I pushed into Angie's back door, sinking in about six inches deep, then stopped and held my pose. My hands found her calves again and I spread her open, then let her limbs rest on my shoulders, one on each.

Keeping my dick wedged into her butt, I reached around her leg and began to play with Angie's stiff little love button. Her hips rocked slowly as I tweaked and rubbed the bud and she reached for her own chest once more. I kept playing with her clit for a few more minutes and I could feel the girl start to tremble slightly. Pushing my hand a bit more, I let my thumb dip a little lower and into her still dripping pussy. Angie's eyes snapped open and in almost a steamy whisper she said, "Oh Bob, that feels incredible."

I worked the digit in and out of her sweet hole for a couple of minutes and then started applying pressure to her clit with my fingers. Resuming my teasing of the fleshy bud caused Angie to whine and pant. Her body began to vibrate and I knew she was getting close for the second time. "Do you want to cum again, you naughty little girl?" I taunted.

"Uhhh-huhh," came Angie's excited reply. "Please make me cum hard Mr. Carlson," the minx pleaded.

I didn't really need the encouragement, but loved hearing her begging for me to ravish her. My cock was throbbing inside her butthole and my fingers increased their intensity, both in her pussy and on her clit. I began rocking my hips, not really stroking my cock in and out, but just enough to let the blonde feel it. Her body began to shake and she screamed something unintelligible as the orgasm ripped through her loins.

Angie's head was heaving up from the bed and her hands were grasping her boobs. I jerked my thumb and pecker out of their respective holes and quickly filled her pussy with my tool. Not giving the girl any reprieve, I started hammering in and out of her in fast, long strokes. I was fucking her with so much force that I was literally grunting each time I slammed into her. My balls were banging against her ass and I had no intention of stopping until they were ready to deliver their payload.

Taking me totally by surprise, Angie reached into her crotch before she had even stopped convulsing and began diddling her clit. After just a couple of minutes of my slamming cock and her self-stimulation, the girl rocketed into another gut wrenching climax. Her mouth opened as wide as it would go and she seemed to be screaming, but no sound came out. I could feel her pussy spasming on my rod and I also felt the telltale twinge of my own orgasm approaching.

I made a few more powerful lunges into the blonde and when I knew I was at the point of no return, growled, "Oh God... I'm gonna' cum baby." Planning to blast my semen on the girl's belly, I pulled out and grabbed my cock with my hand. Angie rapidly pulled her legs off my shoulders and dropped them to the floor. She leaned up, brushing my hand away with her own, then hunched over and slurped me into her mouth.

The girl barely got to me in time. I blasted a salty load just as her lips closed around my shaft. "Oh... you naughty... little slut," I snarled as my load erupted into her willing mouth. Her hand stroked me until I finished spurting and then she swallowed with my dick still between her lips. She continued to coax every last drop out of my member before releasing me and dropping back on the bed with a deep sigh.

I looked down at her and she was breathing heavily, eyes closed but smiling and content. I dropped to my knees and was going to turn and recline against the bed between her legs. But when my eyes locked onto her crotch, I couldn't help but to reach out and touch her. As my fingers made contact with her labia and clit, the girl giggled and clamped her knees together. She wrestled my hand away saying, "Don't... I can't... Gotta' rest..." with a little laugh.

Complying with her wishes, I turned and flopped my butt on the floor, leaning against the bed. My pecker was deflating quickly and my own breathing was labored. After a few minutes, I felt Angie moving on the bed. Her legs slithered down on each side of my body and her hands dropped over my shoulders to my chest. "Now what?" she asked.

"What do you mean?" I returned, honestly not sure what she wanted to know. Even though I knew it was wrong, I figured I was already in this deep, why not go for the gusto. My hope was that she wanted to continue.

"How do we handle this situation?" she wondered, then went on, "Our relationship will never be the same and I hope this won't cause problems between you and my folks."

"Well... First of all, I don't think we can ever tell anyone we did this," I began. Then I apologized for letting it happen in the first place. "I knew it was wrong from the beginning and I shouldn't have let it get out of hand. It never should have happened," I said.

Angie took my face in her hands, tilted my head up and looked down at me, then said with a grin, "You're right. It shouldn't have ever happened... Want to do it again?"

~~The End..... Maybe