Three Girls at a Barbecue - Sex Stories

Three Girls at a Barbecue

... sounds like a bad idea to me, Tisha.” “Will you let me do it if I suck your cock?” she asked. “Jesus Christ, Tisha. You’re f******n! What do you know about sucking cocks?” “I don’t know anything,” she said. “I want to though. Can I?” She didn’t wait for me to answer. She pulled her top over her head and those beautiful little tits popped into view. She didn’t have a lot going on up there, but there were these little caramel colored cones that matched the color of the rest of her skin. She had milk chocolate areolas and dark chocolate, hard tiny nipples on the end of each little cone. I had never dreamed a f******n year old could look so sexy. She pushed her jeans and panties down and she was deliciously bare in front of me. She stood, hip shot with her hand on one hip bone, and let me look. She was flawless; very slender but decidedly feminine. Her waist was tiny and her hips were developing quite a flare to them. She had great muscle tone and it was easy to see that she was quite an athlete. Her little pussy was as bare as a baby and I wondered if she shaved or just didn’t have pubic hair yet. She shaved, I later found out. “Do you like me?” she asked. “My God, Tisha; you’re beautiful,” I told her. “Look up here,” she pointed to her face. “I know my body looks good. Do you think I have a pretty face?” I beckoned and she came close. I looked at her closely. She was very light skinned for a black girl and she had green eyes. There was a little dusting of freckles over her ...

... cute little nose and her lips were perfect. Her ears stuck out a little but they were tiny and cute. “Tisha, is one of your parents or grandparents white?” I asked her. “Yes, my dad was white,” she said. “I never met him but that’s what Mom said. I think that’s where the green eyes come from.” “I think it is,” I told her. “You have a beautiful face, Tisha. When you’re twenty five you’re going to be one of the most beautiful and exotic women in the world. You have the kind of looks that belong on magazine covers. If you stay away from the kinds of things your mom is involved in, you’ve got the package to be a star.” “Thanks,” she said. “So you think I’m pretty enough that you might want to be with me?” “You’re out of my league,” I told her. “You should be asking yourself if famous people are good looking enough to be with you.” “Wow,” she said. “That’s the nicest thing anyone ever said to me. You’re going to be famous though, Grayson. You’re playing professional baseball. I know you’re going to be great at it.” “Sure,” I told her. “I’m second string catcher for a double A minor league team.” “Yes, but you just started. So when you’re famous, do you think you’ll remember me?” “I’ll always remember you,” I told her. “God, I’ve got a naked, gorgeous f******n year old in my backyard. I think I’ll remember that.” “I’m going to make you remember me,” she said. “I’m going to suck your cock now.” “No, Tisha; don’t do that. You don’t have to do that. Let’s just go swimming,” I said. “Ok,” ...