erection.
“How much do I owe you?” he asked, reaching into his coat pocket still hanging near the door.
“Nothing,” Nikki whispered, a little too close.
Carl turned around to find Nikki standing right behind him, smiling sensually. The sight of her cute pink pout sent chills up his thighs. Oh, the things he would do to that sexy little mouth. She placed her hand on his shoulder again.
“Don’t worry about it,” she said softly. “You don’t owe me anything, Mr. McKade.”
“Don’t be silly, Nikki,” he replied, thumbing through the wad of money in his hand. “How much?”
Nikki licked her lips and paused. Carl took notice and his cock swelled rock-hard.
“Put your money away, Mr. McKade,” she started.
“Carl — ” he interjected, shifting inside his trousers. “You can call me Carl.”
“Sure,” she giggled. “Look, Carl,” she nodded, smiling, “keep your money this evening. If you want to make it up to me some other time, then I’m sure we can work something out.”
Carl’s mind was racing. His huge erection was stealing all the blood from his brain and the only thing he could think about was bending her over the sofa and taking her ripe little teenage pussy right then and there.
Nikki looked up at him with her big brown eyes. She wanted it, too. He could tell. They exchanged a smile. Carl saw the hunger in her eyes, the yearning in her tiny pert tits, the come-hither lick across her lips. She was taunting him, teasing him. Carl put the money back in his coat pocket and grabbed his bulging erection through his trousers. Gripping it for Nikki to see, he made a suggestion.
“Whataya say I make it up to you right now?”
Nikki looked down and caught a glimpse of Carl’s huge cock, swollen and hard inside his pants. He held it in his hand, offering it to her. The sight of his excitement gave her the warm tingle between her thighs. Her panties soaked with anticipation.
“Mr. McKade,” she whispered devilishly, pulling him closer to her. “That’s exactly what I had in mind.”
Carl rubbed the length of his shaft to show her just how big he was. The outline of his plump head pressed firmly against the fabric of his trousers, just below the button. She could see the strain in the fibers as his throbbing dick begged to be unleashed.
“Have you ever been with a man before?” Carl asked.
Though Nikki had slept with a few teenage boys from her school, she had never been with a man. Not a real one. Mr. McKade was more than twenty years older than her. He was a man. He had hair on his chest and a huge cock in his hand. Nikki couldn’t wait to explore.
“They’ve all been boys,” she giggled coyly. “So far.”
Nikki’s lips were inches from Carl’s. She breathed deep, hoping he would kiss her. His breath was sweet with a lingering scent of Jack Daniels. Closer and closer, their bodies moved toward one another until Carl was thrusting his body against hers, shoving his erection between her thighs.
“Do you think you could handle a real man?” Carl inquired.
“The question is, could you handle me, Mr. McKade?” Nikki shot him a hungry stare. One that lasted a little too long.
Carl wasted no time snaking his hands all over Nikki’s tiny body, clinching her hips and pulling her in by her waist.
“The things I would do to you,” he whispered.
“Well, nobody’s stopping you, Carl,” she taunted.
Nikki looked him dead in the eye and challenged him to take her already. He paused for a moment, then kissed her with a passionate yearning, clawing at her top and pulling her tits out. Their tongues tangled hastily, each wanting from the other to fulfill a desperate desire and their forbidden fantasies.
Carl clenched her supple tits in his hands, rubbing his thick thumbs over her sensitive nipples as they hardened under his touch. Her body melted as he squeezed handfuls of her tender mounds passionately. She loved the way he took control and took what he wanted.
“Oh, yes, Carl,” she whimpered, arching her back and shoving her tits into his hands. “Show me how a real man does it.”
Carl groaned under his breath. She had challenged him again. His hands fell down to her ass as he gripped her hard and scooped her up.
“You wanna be man-handled?” he moaned, kissing her neck and chest hungrily. “Is that it?”
Nikki nodded, wrapping her legs and arms around Carl as he carried her toward the sofa. His swollen cock was pressed hard into her crease. She was wet and wanton, her body begging to be taken by him. Carl ravaged her with lustful kisses, backing up until they reached the couch. He pressed her body against the back of the sofa and hurriedly unbuckled his trousers.
Nikki reach down, running her dainty hands over the tender skin of his throbbing tip as it peeked out. He was moist and hard. She rubbed his plump head, sliding her fingers along his shaft as his pants fell to his ankles.
“You’re so big, Mr. McKade,” she noticed.
“That’s what a real man feels like,” he told her.
Nikki’s curiosity didn’t stop in her fingers. She looked down between their bodies to witness the size of his huge cock resting in her hand. Stroking him slowly, she pumped out his pre-cum. She knew Carl was excited and it made her clit throb. But first, she wanted to taste him.
“And how does a real man taste?” she asked, kissing him sensually as she locked eyes with him and slid down his body to her knees.
Gripping his shaft, she guided his tender head between her soft pink lips. Kissing his tip, she massaged it lightly with her tongue, licking his pre-cum.
“Mmm…” she moaned.
Nikki looked up at Carl. He had a fire in his eyes that she had never seen before. Teasing him with her stare, she parted her lips and wrapped her mouth around his head. A deep sigh escaped Carl’s lips as he anticipated the warmth of her succulent mouth. He placed his hands on her shoulders and thrust himself into her puckered pout.
“Oh, Nikki,” he groaned, shoving his cock down her throat.
Nikki swallowed Carl’s fat cock all, inching down his shaft until every swollen inch of his mammoth erection filled her warm mouth.
“Fuck,” he moaned again, sliding his wet cock from her tight lips. “You really are a woman now, aren’t you?”
Nikki didn’t answer. Instead, she gripped his dick and massaged it with her tongue, circling around his shaft and sucking his bulbous head. Nodding at him with her eyes to assure that she was a woman, Nikki shoved his cock back inside her mouth and stroked him with her lips. Moaning in ecstasy, she fucked his manly cock with her sweet teenage mouth.
Carl thrust his cock into her face, pulling her in by her shoulders. Nikki loved the way he guided her to his pleasure. She could feel his cock swelling as he pumped his flesh into her gap. She sucked him until he was about to explode. His cum was building pressure inside his shaft and leaking from his tip. She lapped it up, pleading for him to shoot his load into her mouth by teasing him with her tongue.
Carl was about to explode. Nikki’s sweet little mouth stroking his rock-hard cock was the first time he had been touched in a long time. In fact, it had been two years. The sensation of another woman’s touch had been a distant thought until now. And wow, was Little Nikki the Babysitter doing a fantastic job at reintroducing him to his dormant needs.
“Nikki,” he moaned softly.
She pumped her mouth faster, trying to fulfill his desires. But the thought of shooting his load in her mouth without fucking her tight little pussy first was not an option.
“Nikki,” he said again, this time more assertively.
Nikki pulled his juicy dick from her mouth and looked up at him. “Yes, Mr. McKade?”
Carl pulled Nikki up quickly and swung her around, shoving her against the sofa back. Hastily, he pulled her jeans down, taking her soaked panties with them. Peeling them down her thighs, he stroked his throbbing cock in
