“You’re wet,” I told Patty accusingly. “You’re very wet.”
“It’s all for you, Mr. Amis,” Patty answered almost shyly. “It’s all for you.”
I couldn’t believe my ears. Was this really goody-two-shoes Patty? Where on earth did she learn to talk like that? Eventually I decided the details didn’t matter. Patty and I were lucky to have the house to ourselves (well, almost-Tanner was upstairs, but he was fast asleep). The rain showed no sign of slowing down, but I knew the rain wouldn’t go on forever.
I was totally turned on by Patty’s performance. I felt myself getting bigger and growing harder with each passing minute. I found myself unable to wait any longer. I had to be inside Patty now. I wanted to know what it would feel like to be deep inside her, to feel her warm flesh around my cock, and to thrust myself inside her as if there was no tomorrow.
I decided to find out.
The lacy lavender thong was in the way, but it didn’t offer much resistance. With one rip the cloth came apart and was in tatters. I threw it aside and prepared to feast my eyes, hands, mouth, and cock on the luscious organ that was Patty in all her naked glory. Patty, who, despite being as naked as the day she was born, continued to give off that subtle come-on aura that ordered me to fuck her hard.
I grabbed Patty’s organ, not gently, and she gave off a loud moan. Without any thought of finesse, I inserted a finger inside Patty. She was very wet by then, so my finger slid smoothly and easily into her. Patty bucked her hips a bit and moaned again. She didn’t say anything, but I knew she was asking for more. I inserted another finger inside her, and because she was so slippery, I put it another finger.
By then I had three fingers inside Patty. I moved my fingers this way and that, and Patty almost became crazy with pleasure. She jerked and bucked and thrashed, moaning all the while, trying to keep her sounds of pleasure to a minimum so as not to wake my son who was sleeping upstairs. I kept on making all sorts of motions inside Patty, and she continued to twist and thrash around.
When I slid my fingers out of Patty, I saw my hand was practically covered with her juice. The girl was hot and horny beyond belief! Looking into her womanly essence, I wasn’t surprised to see her lips were swollen pink and shiny with her fluids. The sight turned me on some more.
I changed my position again so that I was no longer pinning Patty’s arms but was between her long, coltish legs instead. I spread her legs as far apart as they would go so I could have more access. Patty didn’t object or anything. She simply let me spread her legs.
Once I was satisfied with how widely spread Patty’s legs were, I got down into business. I knelt and lowered my body until I was almost face-to-face with Patty’s vagina. I saw her clitoris was engorged and swollen, and then I spread her lips apart.
Without hesitation I placed my tongue inside Patty, tasting and feeling her. She tasted sweet with a hint of salty, but she tasted clean and pure. Patty really was still a kid, after all. But the “kid” practically convulsed herself to pleasure the instant my tongue made contact with her down there. For a moment I wondered if I should stop. I shrugged. Who knew if this moment would come again, right? To hell with what-ifs and all that horseshit.
I went on pleasing Patty with my tongue. She felt soft and smooth inside. It was like licking an ice cream cone, actually. The more I licked Patty, the more she writhed around. The more she writhed around, the wetter she became. It didn’t take long before my face was practically covered with white sticky goo. I was covered in Patty, for Pete’s sake. I licked some of the white goo from the corner of my lips. Delectable too.
“Mr. Amis, you’re driving me mad,” Patty groaned, her forehead dotted with sweat. “Stop torturing me, and put it in me. Fuck me hard.”
I ignored her orders and went on fucking her using my mouth instead of my cock that she wanted so badly. I swirled my tongue inside her, enjoying the silky feel of her inside me. I reached up one arm and fondled Patty’s tits while my tongue was still inside her and my mouth was wrapped around her vagina. I rubbed her nipples hard as I thrust my tongue in and out of her, increasing my speed and finding my rhythm. I rubbed and thrust, rubbed and thrust, until I felt her tense, felt she couldn’t take it anymore…
And that was when Patty grabbed me by the hair and put her face close to mine. The poor girl was suffering, I could tell, but I was satisfied with her suffering because I wanted her to suffer. I wanted to punish her for reasons I know not.
“You asshole,” Patty hissed. “You won’t listen to me, huh? You’re going to pay for it.”