CHAPTER NINE
Young Harley lay on the bed in his own room. He was naked and his cock was pointing straight at the ceiling.
Jeez, he thought, is she gonna come back? Or was she just teasing him? God, Carrie had let him put two fingers up her pussy while they were necking. She had gotten him hotter than hell, and then jumped up and ran from the room.
'I'll be back,' she called to him. 'You're my first 'other man', and I want it to be just right!'
What had she meant, 'other man'?
Harley didn't really give a shit what she meant, just as long as she did come back.
Damn, where the hell was she? If she didn't hurry up he'd be forced to end the ache in his balls with his hand!
Then the door opened and she was padding toward the bed. Now he knew what she had meant. She had changed into a black negligee that barely stretched across the mounds of her tits. Even in the semi-darkened bedroom, he could tell that she wore nothing under it.
'See? I told you I'd be back. I just wanted to be sexy for you!'
'You… you mean you're really gonna let me?'
'Harley,' Carrie smiled, 'we're gonna do everything together.' And she almost added, 'just like your mother and my father are doing up in the studio.' But she didn't. Instead she said, 'We're gonna fuck up a storm!'
Astonishment and joy mingled in the boy's body as Carrie hovered over him, her beautiful features framed by the blonde hair cascading over her shoulders. Lying on his back, he looked up at her, already entranced by her nearness. Her scantily clad body seemed all that mattered in the world as her warm lips touched his.
She was letting herself down slowly beside him on the bed, but the upper half of her body was pressing hard against him. The warm, soft breasts covered his naked chest. Her tongue reached far back into his mouth and his own tongue rose up to hers, mingling inside in a long, slow, lust-filled struggle.
His searching hands roamed beneath the soft folds of her gown. They moved to her young breasts. Her kiss was devouring him as he sucked wildly on her tongue, hearing the wet sounds filling the room.
'I know you want to, Harley,' she whispered in his ear. 'And I want to, too!'
His hands were touching the naked, silky skin of her tits. They were voluptuously molded and responded quiveringly to his touch. He toyed with the hardening tips, rolling them in his fingers until she began to croon and squirm on top of him. His cock was standing rock hard and stiff from his groin, aching to plow between the soft, sweet folds of her pussy.
Suddenly, Harley thought of his mother. What would she say if she caught them? Would she understand? Would she be jealous?
He didn't care. He had to have this young, beautiful girl.
His hands slipped down to Carrie's slender waist, drawing her close to him until she lay directly next to him on the bed. She pulled at the sheet until it covered both their bodies, and beneath it their naked legs intertwined. He bent his head and inhaled the fragrance of her breasts. He wanted to suck them, to feel their, softness with his mouth and tongue.
'Go ahead, Harley,' Carrie purred. 'It's all it… suck 'em! Go ahead!'
The boy eagerly wriggled down, pushing the full warmth of the soft globes up into his face. Their smoothness made his cheeks glow with desire. He thought he might pass out from the fantastic sensation of her tits almost smothering him, and now her taut little nipples poking up into his open mouth. His lips closed gently around the succulent flesh and he began to suck with all his might.
Carrie began to move her legs slowly up and down his. He caught one between his, and forced his thigh between her legs, thrusting his pulsating young cock up against her trembling belly, feeling her moist, hair-lined pussy jerk hungrily up against his meat.
'Ooohhhhh… mmmm,' Carrie murmured hotly, turning her thinly clad body against his hot flesh.
'Now, do it now, Harley,' she sighed. 'Put your cock in my pussy now!'
He pulled her over until she was writhing nakedly on top of him. His mouth sought hers again, and Carrie began to move her belly against his, feeling the hardness of his swollen cock against her.
Then he took her by the waist and positioned her moist young cunt over his cock. The blunt, glistening head of his prick touched the soft wet folds of her pussy, touching upward into the pink lips, spreading them wide and thrusting against them. Up, up, he surged, feeling the girl respond to the almost unbelievable sensations his rigid cock was creating in her willing pussy.
'Oh, Harley, Harley,' she whimpered over and over. 'Ohhbhhh!' It was better than anything she had ever felt with her father, better than anything she could have created by herself. She felt her cunt molding to his cock, sucking on it, milking it.
On and on they fucked, totally engrossed in the passion of their lovemaking. Harley alternated between a steady, rhythmic fucking his hips sharply upward against the lustfully groaning young girl's buttocks.
Carrie was a mass of melting flesh, soft and giving and clinging helplessly to him as he gave her more and more pleasure. The girl's unresisting cuntal passage throbbed and contracted wildly against her young lover's cock. The moist pink mouth of her pussy spread wide before the onslaught of his skewering prick as it drove nakedly upward between her trembling legs.
'Never!' she cried. 'Oh, Christ, it's never been this good before! Not even with Daddy has it ever been this good!'
Pauline was sucking his cock. It was beautiful, wonderful. But Ted suddenly sat bolt upright on the sofa and pushed her, head away from his crotch.
'What was that?'
'What?' the woman said, her eyes still glazed and her mind seared with lust. 'I didn't hear anything.'
'There it is again,' Ted said, and rolled off the couch. He stood like a dog sniffing a scent his ears tuned to the screams coming from below them.
'It's nothing, Ted, nothing,' Pauline said. 'Come back to me… fuck me some more, please!'
'No, that voice. It's Carrie…'
'It is Carrie, and she's in trouble! If your son…' But he didn't finish. Instead he ran from the room.
'Damn,' Pauline cursed. 'I told Harley not to try and fuck that young girl the first night. Now he's probably gone and spoiled everything!'
She slid off the sofa and followed Ted down the stairs.
'Kiss my pussy, Harley!' Carrie asked him.
Harley felt the heat of his passion rising uncontrollably as this exciting girl begged him to do it again. He parted her hair-lined cuntilips with his thumbs and found his nostrils suddenly flaring from the musky odor that arose from her exposed pussy.
He flicked his tongue out and felt Carrie jerk and quiver as it came into contact with the smooth moist flesh of her cunt. He licked gently at the hardening little bud of her clit snuggled just above the stretched entrance to her steaming hole. It gave him a sudden sense of power as it brought more jerks from her milk-white body and louder groans from her parted lips.
Young Harley pressed his thumbs farther apart, pulling open the glistening wet edges of the tender pink slit. His tongue traced a path up and down the full tantalizing length of it, searching out all the hidden crevices up between her legs.
Carrie's breath became more and more labored. She mewled and cried impatiently above him as he teased and thrust his warm tongue with greater and greater expertise. The young girl's twisting and groaning increased until he pressed his head farther forward and thrust his tongue into the deep wet opening of her pussy. She gave a long, mournful cry and began to rotate her soft thighs and love-hungry cunt hard against his face.
His cock hardened even more as he thrust it against the covers of the bed. The jolting sensations rose deep in his belly as he drove his face into the warm fleshy cunt that ground upward against him. He slid his hands down from between Carrie's thighs and cupped them under the smoothly rounded surfaces of her buttocks, then began to nip gently with his teeth into the soft fleshy folds that surrounded the widening hole of her down-covered
