Cleaning His BIG Rod (Smut With A Side Of Story)

by Diana Quippley

  Roxanne felt the warm lips of her mother’s best friend press against the supple line of her neck. They were slightly moist and terribly soft. Like a cloud had just bumped against her skin.

  “Sexy, huh?” Carrie giggled.

  “Yeah, very!” the young Roxanne tilted her head to the opposite side, freeing up even more of her unprotected throat. “Keep going, what else did he do!”

  “Well, this might get a little touchy-feely then Roxanne,” Carrie leaned back to stare into those big, beautiful eyes once more.

  “I don’t mind, really. It’s ok, just show me all that he did. I’m really curious! It would help me know what to expect and be more comfortable,” the anxious girl responded. Though curiosity wasn’t the only thing she felt. Not at all. And if Roxanne hadn’t been wearing black colored pants, Carrie could very easily have spotted the growing wet spot right down near her naughty bits.

  “Ok then,” the lustful woman on top grinned, making no effort to hide or restrain her salacious smile. “He kissed and smooched on my neck and lower jaw for a while. Maybe several minutes, before he began to suck on my skin. He put his lips on me tight, like this.”

  And here the mischievous woman bit down into the neck of Roxanne, as she took a mouthful of skin and sucked softly and gently, at first. The lips were leaving behind a dull red mark on Roxanne’s enticing flesh. Little naughty signs of desire.

  This caused the young girl to gasp, both with delight and shock, for the feeling was almost as incredible as the thought of having someone sucking on her skin.

  “He gave you hickeys?” Roxanne moaned, letting her fingers dig into the couch, searching for something, anything, to take away the nervous energy. Little did she know that there was only one way to satisfy this urge… though she would soon learn.

  “He gave me three or four… just on one side,” Carrie whispered into the ear of her young volunteer.

  “Oh, good…” Roxanne nodded, thinking of those lips still running along her skin. “What else did he do?”

  The fanciful girl immediately felt a hand cup her bountiful breasts. Carrie gripped them in her fingers, caressing and massaging the delicate tissue, all through the shirt and bra of the younger woman.

  “He held my tits, like this… He squeezed my boobs and sucked my neck, whispering in my ear how much it turned him on. He told me how much he wanted to taste them, to taste me. I remember feeling his hands on my boobs… I could feel the intense, almost animal-like craving in them. He wanted me so badly, just like this.”

  And here, Carrie increased the pressure exerted by both her fingers, lips, and mouth. She sucked with a great passion, all the while allowing her hands to roam the entire length and width of those amazing boobs hidden just beneath the two layers of clothing.

  “You liked him touching your boobs?” Roxanne whispered, her eyes shut tightly.

  “Yes, it made me feel hot and wanted.”

  “Did he touch them just like this? Like how you’re touching mine?” the tense teenager mused aloud.

  “Exactly like this,” Carrie replied as she squeezed and kneaded the tissue with a practiced hand. She could feel the nipples of Roxanne began to harden with a growing arousal. Little knobs of joy, just dying to be set free.

  “He made me feel so sexy… Can you imagine how it feels to know somebody craves your body with every fiber of their being?”

  “I’d like to,” Roxanne moaned, biting her lip to stifle a groan. “I really would.”

  Carrie drew her lips upward, planting them just beneath the ear of Roxanne. The horny, plump things sucked on the lobe hanging down ever so slightly, as she spoke in a sultry tone, “You are, Roxanne… I want to know every inch of your body. I want to explore every curve of your sexy ass and these hot, big boobs.”

  “Oh god,” the young girl arched her back suddenly and fiercely. “Is that what he said to you?”

  “Just as I’m saying it to you, sexy girl,” Carrie replied, followed by her lips moving over the front of Roxanne’s face. “Then he ran his hand along my cheeks like this… and he dipped his head low for a kiss.”

  The mature sexpot took Roxanne’s lips into her own mouth, sucking on the bottom one for a moment or two, before transitioning to the top lip and performing the same action. And then it was Carrie who felt one of the dainty hands belonging to the young girl lift up and rest on her back, pulling them closer together.

  “Mmm, sexy girl…” Carrie whispered between mouthfuls of lust. She opened her mouth, extending her tongue outward, to lick the lips of Roxanne. That hot item ran the length of those thick morsels, sending a shivering sensation through the young girl’s entire body. It was amazing... That a gentle, light touch could bring about such pleasurable feelings. Roxanne couldn’t help but wonder how that same tongue would feel pressed on her now dripping southern lips.

  “He kissed you like this?” Roxanne gushed, with both of her hands gripping the back of her desirable friend.

  “Mmhmm, and he even did this…” Carrie said as she slipped her tongue into the mouth of that tight-bodied teen. She let it rub against the young girl’s tongue, trapping it against hers before sucking it back into her own mouth.

  “Awww…” Roxanne moaned, squeezing harder on the backside of Carrie. The older woman helped her along by pushing those adventurous hands down to her ass, showing the excited lass just where and how to grab.

  “And I held him like this,” she said. “Put your hands on me, squeeze my ass – that’s it. Squeeze my ass.”

  Roxanne didn’t stop to ask if the boyfriend had actually requested such things; she just assumed he didn’t, and continued right on kneading the dough-like ass of her mother’s best friend.

  “Man, your ass feels even better than it looks,” Roxanne smiled.

  “I’ve got a few more things that feel even better,” the mature woman whispered, still sucking on the lips of her young mistress.

  “Tell me about your boyfriend again,” came her reply. “What did he do to you next? Show me…”

  “He was on top of me, just like,” Carrie began. “Sucking on my mouth… feeling my breasts… I bet you like that, don’t you Roxanne?”

  “Yes, I do…” she moaned.

  “Then, after he had gotten my pussy to run with excitement, though he didn’t know it yet… he ran his hand down my body, just like this.”

  It was here that Carrie took her right hand, and moved it southward, starting the slow audacious journey to the waistband of Roxanne’s tight yoga pants. The older woman would sigh every inch or so, reveling in the touch of her young friend. The toned, voluptuous body. It was like she had been created with the sole person of love making in mind. Everything about the cute girl screamed of sex and wanton desire. The way her stomach would tremble at the slightest touch from Carrie, but relax in a moment, beckoning her to descend farther and farther.

  “He lifted my pants, just like this,” Carrie said.

  Carrie then slid the tips of her fingers beneath the pants, but not below the panties. Those were kept on for a tactile delight.

  “I remember feeling his warm hand touch my mound, right at the top.”

  “I feel it…” Roxanne exhaled, writhing on the couch. Her legs were squeezing inward and outward, in what can only be thought of as an attempt to hasten the process of her deflowering.

  “He slid them down…” the older woman intoned, licking the ear of her pining girl. “I could feel them right on my clit, just like this. He pushed his fingers along just a little farther, so his palm was on my clit, just like this. Then he rubbed his hand up and down on my lips, massaging the clit with his palm.”

  “Just like this?” Roxanne moaned, arching her back as if she were taking up gymnastics.

  “Just like this…” Carrie grinned. She couldn’t help but tilt back and watch her hand rubbing the pussy of her best friend’s virgin daughter. Just tucked away beneath those tight pants and what appeared to be even tighter, orange cotton panties. That was one of Car
rie’s favorites… Getting to play with the girl while still clothed in her panties, still denied free access to her most vulnerable and cherished parts. She was content for now to let her fingers do the exploring – massaging Roxanne’s nether regions – as indescribable pleasure coursed through both women. It was a mixture of taboo and forbidden wishes, which only served to make it all the hotter. The young girl couldn’t help but fantasize about the older woman’s first sexual conquest, just as she was experiencing her very own.

  “Would you have liked to feel him rubbing you, Roxanne?”

  “Yes, I love the way it feels on me…”

  The young woman had never felt so aroused in her life. She was gushing with liquid, so thick, and voluminous that her orange panties were now colored dark with the juices – and make no mistake, Carrie could feel this wetness all too well. It took every ounce of willpower she had to prevent herself from dropping down and ramming her tongue into the dripping untouched pussy. The one she knew was soaking wet and longing to be taken.

  “What did he do next?” Roxanne panted, now humping her hips against the palm of her mother’s best friend. “What did he do to his virgin girl?”

  “You want to know how he changed me from a girl into a woman?” Carrie asked, running her hand through Roxanne’s hair, pulling it roughly once or twice.

  “Yes! Show me how he fucked you!”

  “He straddled my thigh, just like this,” Carrie stated, as she lowered her groin down onto one of Roxanne’s legs – all the while keeping her hand rubbing and massaging the pleased girl’s sex.

  “He was hard, so hard and solid. I could feel him through his boxers as he pressed his cock down flush against my leg.”

  “What did he do then, Carrie?”

  The older woman loved to see such eager enthusiasm… it made her efforts that much more satisfying. And to think, in a few minutes she would be tasting the sweet juices of her best friend’s virgin daughter… What an awe-inspiring thought.

  “He pumped his hips back and forth, like this. Grinding his cock on the top of my leg as he stroked my pussy. It felt so good… that stiff cock on my thigh. I could feel just how big he was and how much of my thigh he covered with every hump.”

  “Was he really big?” Roxanne moaned, biting into her lip, breathing heavily.

  “So big… I couldn’t wait to have him inside me, even if it was a scary thought – taking something that large in my chaste pussy… I bet you know just how I feel, don’t you?”

  “I think so… oh god, but I want it bad. I want to have my pussy filled. Please Carrie, tell me more. What did he do next?”

  “He reached down, groping at the back of my hips, where he took hold of my pants and pulled them off me. I had to lift my butt just a little to allow them to pass over this big booty,” she giggled softly.

  “Get mine off?” Roxanne questioned.

  “If you want to follow the story, mmhmm,” Carrie winked lustily.

  “I do, I do… Keep going, here let me lift up for you,” the young woman panted, hoisting her butt from the couch, letting Carrie pull those pants completely down her legs and onto the floor. There was nothing but a thin pair of orange panties separating the depraved Carrie from that tempting slit of Roxanne’s. Nothing but the dampened material, indented with the shape of those plump lips hiding beneath them.

  “He kissed me once more, like this…” Carrie nibbled on the young girl’s lip. “Then he lowered down and placed his hot mouth against my pussy. Oh, I had wanted him more than anything – with his lips pressed against mine… I wanted to watch him taste me. You’d like to see me taste you, Roxanne?”

  “Yes, just show me what he did!” she shouted, her fingers gripping powerfully into the couch cushions. Her body was quivering with a burning desire. She was so ready, so horny, so desperate for it. Roxanne wanted to know what it felt like to have a needy mouth sucking on her southern lips.

  There lingered a tense, eternal moment… with Carrie’s mouth positioned directly above the young pussy. Roxanne cast her gaze downward, still biting her lip, shaking with anticipation. She was so ready to not only see, but feel her fantasy come to life.

  “Go on, Carrie… Show me what he did!”

  The older woman smiled, lowering her face down, letting her mouth press against the naughty lips of her best friend’s daughter. Oh… how juicy and tasty they were through the panties. This pitiful wall of clothing could do nothing to hold back the liquid gushing out from Roxanne and finding its way into the wanton throat of Carrie as she swallowed it all, quite greedily.

  She ran her tongue over the entire length. Feeling the juicy slit on either side of her dipping spoon, stopping at the top to lick roughly on Roxanne’s wee little pleasure button. She dug that tongue in deep and hard, eliciting a loud moan from the young girl. It was an amazing feeling to Roxanne – finally having something other than her own hand being touched on her most precious, erotic zone.

  Carrie refused to relent, as she licked on and on, top to bottom over and over. Her mistress was writhing like a mad-woman. It was too much to take lying still. She just had to move about and release the sexual tension in her body.

  “What next, Carrie! What did he do next!” Roxanne shouted at last, wishing with all her might that the boyfriend did something quite naughty… There seemed to be a good chance that he was about to.

  “He took this off, sexy girl,” Carrie instructed, already grabbing at the panties.

  Roxanne was kind enough to shoot her hips into the air with a miraculous speed, reaching down to remove them herself. They were tossed aside without a second thought – some soggy, sex scented memorabilia to be collected later.

  And there it was… Carrie’s eyes lit up with an inextinguishable craving, staring down at the fully exposed and utterly tempting pussy belonging to the young woman. It was the prettiest she had ever set her gaze upon – and soon her tongue… The thick, meaty sex curtains begging to be devoured. And devoured, they would be.

  Roxanne didn’t need to ask this time. Carrie was already on her way back down.

  “This is what he did…” she said, putting her tongue on the upper portion of that delicious looking cunt.

  The antsy girl began to pant and moan loudly, her chest heaving with rapid, shallow breaths. Roxanne’s feet began to jitter and shake. The girl was so ready for it all… so, so ready.

  And the insatiable Carrie was all too willing to deliver her most devilish fantasy. She sucked the southern lips of Roxanne into her mouth, grinding them gently against her teeth. Unspeakable sounds began to emit from the young lass, now gyrating her hips in tune with the debauched tongue slipping in and out of her pussy.

  The taste was irresistible to Carrie… she had waited for so long to ravage her best friend’s daughter, and now it was actually taking place – here she was with her tongue buried in the depths of that remarkable, untouched slit. The precum flowing heavily… draining into her mouth, devouring it with a gluttonous tongue that lashed out, asking for more (a demand which was being met beyond all expectations).

  Great, big, long licks with her fleshy dipping spoon from the base of Roxanne’s slit to the very top – flicking across the clitoris for an added sensation – which caused the burgeoning girl to squirm endlessly. A delightful, gratifying touch. But evidently, the young woman was desirous of something a bit more filling.

  “What next?” she gasped, still closing her eyes tightly, thrashing about to remove her own bra and fondle the nipples.

  “You want to know how he penetrated my pussy, Roxanne?” the older woman asked with a sensuous tone.

  “Yes, show me please!”

  “He went like this,” and here Carrie once again placed her groin on the thigh of Roxanne, straddling the leg. “I could feel his cock, hard and stiff, just pressing against my pussy. Oh god, I remember that thick thing… He was in between my legs when he reached down to grab his dick and line it up with my lips.”

  “Is that what he did?” R
oxanne gasped, still squeezing and groping her own breasts.

  “Yes, he placed his cock against my pussy and…” Carrie stuck her index finger gently against the southern slit of Roxanne as she spoke, simulating the boyfriend’s cock. “He kissed me hard and long, and when that was done, he asked me… Are you ready?”

  “Yes! Yes, I am ready! Yes!” Roxanne cried out in a hushed whisper.

  Now it was Carrie’s turn to bite her lip as she looked down at the beautiful girl, begging to be fucked.

  “I told him yes, just like you did. And then I felt his slickened cock push forward, spreading my lips apart… the first time I’d ever had anything penetrating my pussy.”

  Carrie’s finger drove forward just as she said the words, splitting the supple, moist lips, sliding farther in.