Stacy 5 - Sex Stories

Stacy 5

... centre of them was a cartoon of a teddy bear. The little yellow creature smiled happily and was clutching the strings of three different coloured balloons. "Very nice." "Ahuh. They sure are." Stacy lifted them higher and buried her nose in the teddy bear's belly. She made a show of closing her eyes and drawing a very deep breath. "Ahhhhh. Girl juice. Somebody got very excited thinking about your cock." I grinned. "I'm sure you did. Now come over here and climb onto it." Stacy ignored me and sighed as she sniffed the panties again. "There's nothing quite as nice as the smell of a teenage pussy, is there?" "Give them here and I'll tell you." "You want them, you come here." Smiling devilishly, I stood up. Stacy's head lifted because she had to crane her neck up to keep her eyes on mine. The tiny little girl barely came as high as my nipples. Stepping forward, I towered over my s****r and looked down as she grinned and lifted the panties up with one hand. "Here, b*****r, smell them." I put my nose to them and was surprised to feel that the cotton was damp. The unmistakeable musky aroma of girlish arousal seeped from them in intoxicating waves. "Jesus, Stacy, your little cunt must have been positively drooling to get these this wet." She gave a mischievous smile. "So you like the scent then?" I took hold of both sides of her tiny waist and pulled her body flat to mine, trapping my cock halfway up her chest. Without a word I dipped my head and she rose up on tiptoe to meet the ...

... kiss. The taste of cherries filled my mouth as her lips parted to receive my tongue. In seconds she undulated in pleasure at the kiss and crossed her wrists behind my neck, the panties tickling my back. Her mouth was hungry and eager for me, duelling my tongue with a passion that grew by the moment. Finally, breathless, she pulled away. "God Jack!" Her eyes shone up at me. "I can't believe how much I love you. Do you love me?" I wrinkled my nose and shook my head. "Nah." "OOO! You pig!" She slapped my upper arm hard. "You better had do or you're sure not gonna stick that hard thing in me." I knew just what buttons to press now. "What, you don't want your big b*****r to fuck his little s****r? You don't want to feel the i****tuous spurting of hot cum inside you, little s*s?" She melted and gave a little moan. "Yes, I want to feel that." Her face softened into a little girl pout. "Is my big b*****r hard for his little s****r? Does he want to shove that hot, hard cock of his into her young, tight, teenage body?" I stole another kiss, grinding my cock against her belly. "Yes, your b*****r wants to fuck you, brat. Very much." "Hey!" she protested at the nickname. I just grinned and took the panties from her hand. Her blonde eyebrows met as she gave me a puzzled frown, which turned into a delighted leer when I began to rub the damp fabric on her belly. Shoving my hand underneath her tee shirt, I sought out the tiny cone of her breast and began to smear the dampness all over it, ...