Stacy 4 - Sex Stories

Stacy 4

... and began to struggle a little. "Jaaaacck!" she complained, half-heartedly. Giving my cock one last grinding stir into her, I pushed myself off her tiny body and felt a thrill when her pussy squelched as I slithered out. Sitting back on my haunches between her spread legs, I looked down at her small butt and swollen pussy. Her lips were gaping open, flushed a deep red with arousal, and shining with juice. A slender trail of my thick white cum oozed out of her and ran like warm molasses down her slit toward her tender clit where it dribbled onto my bed sheet. Playfully, I swatted her butt. "Damn, Stacy! You are the best fuck I have ever had!" Brushing a sweat soaked lock of hair from her eyes, she glanced back over her shoulder at me and giggled, "What are s****rs for?" ++++++++++ After she had left, I quickly fell asl**p, but all too soon my mother's voice penetrated my dreams. "C'mon, Jack, wakey wakey! You have to get up and come with your father and me to the train station so that you can drive our car back. Jack! Jack, get up." "Yeah, in a bit," I mumbled, feeling more tired by the moment. The soothing warmth of post-orgasm was making me so drowsy. "Jack, will you get up this instant!" "Yeah, yeah," I slurred, rolling over and snuggling down. Through my approaching slumber, I heard the brat's voice from the hallway, "What's up, Mommy?" "Your b*****r won't wake up. I need him to drive the car back from the train station when we go on our weekend trip today." "Wait there, ...

... Mommy, I know just how to wake him up." I could hear the words but was doing my best to ignore them and drift off back to sl**p. My earlier exertions had worn me out. I was sure that I heard some noises from the bathroom before the brat spoke again, her voice getting nearer as she did so. "This'll do it." "Er... Stacy, honey, I don't think that is such a good idea..." SLAP! A soaking wet flannel smacked into my face causing me to yell and bolt upright. Snatching it away I turned angrily toward the grinning imp who, when she saw the look of murder upon my face, shrieked and fled in giggles. Roaring, I scrambled from my bed and leapt after her, "Come here you little brat!" ++++++++++ "Come on, Pumpkin!" Dad called from the bottom of the stairs when it was time for us to leave. I slipped my tongue from her mouth long enough for her to yell, "Just a minute, Daddy!" "Jack, see if you can hurry her up, alright?" "Sure Dad!" I shouted back, pressing her small body firmly against the inside of her bedroom door as I dipped in for another hot kiss. We could hear Dad mumble something about 'k**s' before stalking off to start the car. "We better go," she murmured, hooking her hands tighter around the back of my neck as she stood up on tiptoe to get me to bend down for another kiss. "Ah-huh," I agreed into her mouth. After a moment, I reluctantly pulled away and grinned down at her, "Come on, then. Let's go and get rid of the old folks for the weekend." Her giggle was lovely to hear, "Oh, ...