"Oooooo," Debby cooed, "oooooo…"
It felt wonderful to have Hal rub his soapy slick hand back and forth over her pussy. Dizzying waves of pleasure washed over her body, and she felt her cunt getting hot and wet. Following her natural instincts she began to rub her horny little pussy back and forth over his hand. That felt even better.
"Oh, Hal," she said, gasping, "That feels… great…"
Hal didn't trust himself to speak. He could feel her tiny teenage snatch growing fiery hot from his rubbing, and then he felt the steamy trickle of her cunt cream on his hand. He was getting her horny, no doubt about it. He felt like a dirty old man, yet he just couldn't bring himself to stop.
Debby swayed dizzily, cooing and squealing with delight. She put her little hands on his shoulders to steady herself. Her eyes rolled wildly, and her little pink tongue darted out to lick her lips. More scalding juices burst from her aroused twat to soak his hand.
Hal felt himself losing control. He couldn't seem to suppress his wicked instincts, his desire to turn her on. He worked his soapy hand forward, then wriggled one finger inside the searing plump lips of her mons. He touched her tiny, hot clit and began to rub it.
"Oooooo!" Debby squealed.
She was delighted. Hal was touching that funny little button, the one that had given her so much pleasure when she'd touched herself there. It felt even better when he did it. She was creaming steadily now, rubbing her horny little snatch against his hand. She dug her nails into his shoulders, cooing: "Ummm, ummm, ngh, ooohhh, ummmmm!"
Hal saw that the girl was completely lost in sensual pleasure. He was miserably conscious that he was frigging his own teenage stepdaughter, but he couldn't seem to stop. Her excitement fed his. His cock was drooling in his pants now, hard and ready.
He kept on rubbing her tiny hot clit, making her squeal and moan with pleasure, and he worked another finger up the tiny squeezing mouth of her cunt. He didn't get far. There was a barrier there, the taut membrane of her hymen. When he touched it, Debby winced. He knew it hurt her, so he withdrew. He'd found out, though, that her virgin cunt was every bit as tight as he'd dreamed…
Working farther back with his slick soapy finger, he touched the bumpy little mouth of her anus. He rimmed it a few times and saw Debby blush with pleasure. She liked to be touched there, he could tell.
He popped the slick tip of his finger into her hot tight little asshole.
"Uhhh," Debby said, moaning. "Oh, yeah, I like that…"
Sweating in his excitement, Hal worked his finger all the way up her incredibly narrow asshole. "E-i-i-i-e-e-e!" The girl squealed with delight. He worked his finger wickedly in and out of her searing slick rectum, and she creamed furiously into his hand. He kept rubbing her clit, too, giving her double stimulation.
Debby thought she would faint with pleasure. Hal was rimming and rubbing her horny little clit, plus working his finger swiftly up and down the aroused narrow passage of her bumhole. It felt incredibly good. Suddenly she was shrieking as she felt her body burst with a powerful orgasm.
"Oooooo!" she wailed. "Oooooo! Wh-what? What's happening-g-g!?!"
Hal felt her tiny bumhole squeezing his finger, felt the fiery rush of juice from her cunt. There was no doubt he was making her cum. He felt deeply ashamed of himself. He had no business diddling this little girl, frigging his own young stepdaughter. He thought of Brenda and how she'd trusted him with the child. He hated himself.
He snatched his hand away from her burning crotch and stood up. "Debby," he said hoarsely, "you can, uh, finish your bath alone. I've got some papers to work on."
"Okay, Hal," she said, sighing. "Thanks for washing me."
He turned beet red and ran out of the room. Debby shrugged. Grownups sure were funny. She couldn't understand why he wanted to stop when they were having such a good time, but perhaps she could get him to do it again soon.
CHAPTER FOUR
Brenda hadn't wanted to leave the house and go to work. She never wanted to enter the club again. She wanted to spend all her time with Hal. It seemed silly to forfeit her paycheck, though, so she reluctantly showed up at the Red Dragon where she'd worked as a cocktail waitress for the past few years.
It was a week night and rather slow, just a few quiet drunks sitting at tables. Brenda took her time about appearing on the floor. There was a special room in back where the girls kept their coats and sometimes came for a smoke and a breather. She entered the room, hung up her coat, and lit a cigarette.
Her friend Lillian came in, popping her chewing gum, and gave her usual greeting, "Hy-ya, kid."
Lillian was a tall, very stacked blonde. On her the bright red club costume looked spectacular. Men were always pawing her on the floor, but Lillian also possessed a stunning punch to the jaw that discouraged anyone who got out of line. She picked her dates – they didn't pick her.