bigdaddi666
08-17-2012, 06:27 PM
Two Broke Teens
Cindy and her best friend Lizzie were 17, and it was hard to get a summer job at that age, because most employers wanted 18 years olds if there was any driving involved, and jobs for younger kids didn't pay enough to make it worthwhile. So the two girls were hanging out at Cindy's house, laying out by the pool, when Cindy's older sister Kara came home from her summer classes, and told them she was going to her part time job as a waitress in the local Red Lion Hotel.
They lived in a small town in suburban Los Angeles, where the Hotel marked the town center, and the place where businessmen came, when they were in town to visit either of the town's two major businesses: either the olive packing plant, or the west coast warehouse of a major office supply products distributor.
Kara, yelled “hi” to the girls, before she dashed inside, and came out minutes later dressed in her waitress uniform- a short plaid schoolgirl type skirt, with a white cotton top that she left open to the third button. “Why don't you guys come along to the hotel with me, you can sit in the corner, and I'll bring you a few beers, when I'm not busy.”
Cindy and Lizzie jumped on the offer, and hopped up from their lounge chairs, almost forgetting that they had untied their bikini tops to tan their backs. When they jumped up, their firm teen breasts bounced, and they both covered themselves with crossed arms, as they scampered into the house. “What should we wear” they squealed in one voice.
Kara looked at the two teens, both well developed for their age, with nice b-cup tits, little tummies with pierced navels, and lean thighs topping their long tanned legs. “Why don't you just wear your school uniforms, then you'll blend in with the waitresses” Kara suggested.
So Cindy and Lizzie quickly slipped out of their tiny bikini panties, pulled on nearly identical lace edged, black thongs, and then pulled up their little plaid skirts. Neither put on a bra, before putting on their white starched cotton shirts. Cindy decided to leave hers unbuttoned, and tied it together under her tits, which gave her a very distinctive cleavage. Lizzie buttoned her shirt up, before tying the tails together behind her, which pulled the thin fabric of the shirt tight against her firm tits, showing clearly the nipples that topped her firm tit cones.
The three girls jumped in Kara's car, and drove the three quick miles to the hotel. They all jumped out, with Kara leading the younger girls into the hotel, through the lobby, and into the darkened lounge. Once inside, it was harder to tell the ages of the three girls, and all looked slightly older, although each wore the uniform of a schoolgirl. Kara motioned the younger girls into a back booth, and they slid in, both facing the front of the lounge, toward the bar. Kara began her rounds, and the younger girls watched as the businessmen in the lounge flirted with Kara, and in some cases put an arm around her, or reached out to cup one of the cheeks of her ass under the short skirt. Kara usually moved away, but the two teens giggled, and laughed in each others ear when they saw one of the men keep reaching under Kara''s skirt.
When Kara finally brought the girls a beer they were laughing, and making enough noise that several of the men had turned to take a look at them. One of them came back to their table, and sat down, without even asking. The girls giggled and when they did, their tits bounced inside their cotton shirts, which was visible to the guy across the table. “I'm Bill” he said simply, and nodded at them. “They both giggled, and Cindy said “I'm Cindy, and this is Lizzie, mt best friend.” “I'll buy you a beer,” said Bill, even though they were already a little tipsy after just one beer. “Sure,” they said.
When Kara brought the beers, Bill suggested he sit with the girls, between them, on their side of the table. They giggled again, but Lizzie got up to let Bill sit down, and as she did, she pulled her arms back and pressed her full chest forward, stretching the cotton shirt even tighter across her tits. At the same time, Cindy leaned forward as he sat down, making sure he could look down the front of her blouse, and see the firm teen tits that the shirt held in place. They were putting on quite a show, and whether they knew it or not, Bill was about to have a little fun with them.
When he sat between them, he slid an arm behind each girl, and reached around and grasped a tiny waist in each hand, holding each girl just above the bone that marked the top of the thigh. They giggled, both because it tickled a little, and because they were a bit turned on by this mature guy, boldly putting his hands on them, and just inches from their shaved pussies, and their firm tits with nothing but a film of cotton shirt between Bill's hands and their creamy tanned flesh.
Bill wasted no time starting to slowly massage the side of each girl, slowly but surely moving his hand up toward the firm and creamy white flesh of the tits that pressed against the thin shirts. As his somewhat rough hands began to touch and lightly squeeze the firm tits, the two girls sighed, and leaned into his touch. Both were getting hot, and each could feel the slit between her legs begin to moisten with the slick wetness of their young pussies. Lizzie was first to reach down and begin rearranging the fabric of her skirt, and slide her hand under the skirt, to slip a finger along the edge of her slit.
Cindy too, as Bill quietly kneaded her breast in his big hand, reached down and slipped a finger inside her thong, to touch the wetness of her slit. When she lifted her finger out, Bill surprised her, by looking her in the eye, and telling her, “Let me taste that, you little slut.” Cindy wanted to be upset, but all she could do was slide her finger up to his mouth,,and slowly let him lick it up one side and down the other. He squeezed her breast tightly, as he sucked on her salty-tasting finger. “Mmmmmm.... that's tasty,” he said, as he pulled his hand off of Lizzie, and slid the big hand into Cindy's lap, under her skirt, and roughly slipped his big middle finger into her now slippery, dripping teen pussy. He pulled up sharply, causing Cindy to gasp, as he took control of the young teen.
“What about me,” said Lizzie as she leaned forward, unbuttoning three buttons of her tight shirt, and allowing one very firm teen tit to slip out, and brush up against Bill's arm. “Aren't I sexy, too” she whined, in her best, pleading little girl voice. He looked over and quickly leaned down and sucked the tit into his mouth, taking almost half of the firm cone into his big mouth. He also reached down, and slipped a big finger of his right hand inside Lizzie's lacy little thong, coming out with a slick finger covered in wet pussy juice from the little teen. He fed his finger to her friend Cindy, and when she eagerly sucked on his big finger, he smiled, and said, I've got somethin' else you'll like to suck on too, little girl.
Meanwhile, Bill's friend Jack had come over to the table, after Kara left, and sat down across from Bill and the girls.
“Looks like you got your hands full, Bill, with those two. Maybe I can help out,” Jack said, smiling with a leer at the hot teens, who were now clearly aroused, and were both showing more than was appropriate in a public place. “Why don't we have the girls come up to my room, where we can watch some TV, or a movie, and get some snacks and a drink from the mini-bar.”
“Yeahh-- that sounds like fun, “ Lizzie gushed, looking at Cindy, and smiling. Cindy wasn't sure, but she was feeling really frisky after the big guy had forced his big finger into her slippery slit, and she really did want to feel that again. So the two girls got up, and the Jack and Bill, stepped behind them as they walked toward the lobby.
Jack put his hand on Cindy's hip, and let his hand slip down to cup the teenager's firm ass cheek, as they reached the elevator. Bill, whose hand was already wet from the two teens, reached down behind Lizzie, and slid his hand between her legs, letting his thumb press up against her hot mound. She stopped suddenly at the elevator, apparently wanting a little more pressure from his big hand, and he let her have it, pressing firmly up, almost lifting the teen off the ground.
In the elevator, the older men continued to fondle the teens, alternately slipping a finger into each girl's pussy, and massaging a breast, or feeding a wet finger into one of the girls willing mouths.
When they got to the room, they were hardly inside, before Jack pushed Cindy toward the couch, pulling apart the tied bottom of her shirt, as she fell back. As she laid back, her tits stood up from her chest, the firm and now very pink nipples contrasting with the untanned cones of her tits. Jack, slid down in front Cindy, reaching up to cup a breast in one of his meaty hands, as he pulled up her skirt and roughly pulled aside the thong with his other. Once he had moved the lacy fabric, he put his mouth over her little slit, and slurped the salty juice that was now making her slit slippery and hot. He forced his tongue into the tight slit, making Cindy moan, even as she pushed her pudenda against his mouth, encouraging Jack to push his tongue deeper.
As Jack was busy orally pleasuring Cindy, Bill had wasted no time in getting his big cock out, and offered it to Lizzie. Lizzie was a little frightened by his cock, as it was bigger than anything she had seen on any of her highschool boyfriends. In fact, Lizzie was now a little scared, because she wasn't at all sure that her little pussy could take Bill's cock, especially not without some pain. And she didn't like pain- never had. But Bill had no such thought, as he roughly ripped open the teenager's schoolgirl shirt, and watched her tit mounds spring forth, topped by the cutest tan nipples he had seen in years. He couldn't resist sucking on each tit alternately, while he reached down and roughly pulled down the lacy and now wet thong that covered Lizzie's wet slit. When he had slipped it down, and she helpfully kicked it away, Bill again pushed his big middle finger into her tight cunt, lifting her slightly as he wriggled the finger insider her wet hole. Lizzie shivered, and almost came, as she was overwhelmed by his strength, and the way he expertly found her little button, and pressed hard on it. But then he pulled his finger out, and when Lizzie began to pout, he lifted his meaty cock, and put the tip against Lizzie's slit and began to press. When he felt some resistance, he simply reached around Lizzie, and grabbed a handful of tight asscheek, and pulled the teen toward him, and driving his cock deep inside her very tight, but now nice and slippery cunt. As it went deeper, Bill could feel her cunt grip on to his member, and he loved the feeling as he could feel her pussy begin to convulse around his cock. “Oh....my...god...” said Lizzie in time with the waves that she felt come over her, as she came for the first time with the older man's cock buried in her, and his hand gripping firmly the firm meat of her teen ass cheek. When she lifted a leg and tried to wrap it behind Bill, he lifted her completely off the ground, grabbed her other ass cheek with his free hand, and began rythmically driving his cock in and out, in and out, pumping the now slippery teen pussy, and making slurping noises, as he almost slipped out, before driving fully into her with each stroke, causing Lizzie to yelp with each deep thrust. Finally, after vigorously pounding the young girl for several minutes, Bill could take no more. He let the girl slide, down, and as she slid to the floor on to her knees, Bill grabbed a big handful of her drity blond hair, and held her head up so she faced him, as her big green eyes looked up, and her mouth hung open, Bill shot a rope of semen toward her mouth, with part of it going into her throat, and part landing on her chin, and dripping on to her creamy tit. She giggled, and looked over at her friend Cindy, who laid back on the couch, her mouth open in a gasp of pleasure, as Jack rammed his cock into Cindy's pussy, her legs spread wide to allow him to put his meat deep inside her.
“Fuck me hard,” Cindy said through her teeth, as Jack continued to pound her on the couch. Finally, as Jack began to feel himself begin to come, he also pulled out quickly, and shot a thick stream of cum up toward Cindy's face, hitting her chin, her tit cones, and leaving a string all the way down her firm tummy, and into the landing strip above her slit. She giggled too, and began swirling the cum on her fingers, and around her tits, and even down into her slit. “That was nice,” she sighed, and asked Lizzie if she thought these guys were OK. Yeah, Lizzie agreed, “they're cool.”
It was then that Cindy said, “OK, you guys owe us both a hundred dollars, and if you want, we'll come back tomorrow, for another hundred each.”
OK, said both Jack and Bill, with little hesitation. Just don't tell anybody-- we'll meet you in the bar again. Author welcomes comments and/or criticism.
Cindy and her best friend Lizzie were 17, and it was hard to get a summer job at that age, because most employers wanted 18 years olds if there was any driving involved, and jobs for younger kids didn't pay enough to make it worthwhile. So the two girls were hanging out at Cindy's house, laying out by the pool, when Cindy's older sister Kara came home from her summer classes, and told them she was going to her part time job as a waitress in the local Red Lion Hotel.
They lived in a small town in suburban Los Angeles, where the Hotel marked the town center, and the place where businessmen came, when they were in town to visit either of the town's two major businesses: either the olive packing plant, or the west coast warehouse of a major office supply products distributor.
Kara, yelled “hi” to the girls, before she dashed inside, and came out minutes later dressed in her waitress uniform- a short plaid schoolgirl type skirt, with a white cotton top that she left open to the third button. “Why don't you guys come along to the hotel with me, you can sit in the corner, and I'll bring you a few beers, when I'm not busy.”
Cindy and Lizzie jumped on the offer, and hopped up from their lounge chairs, almost forgetting that they had untied their bikini tops to tan their backs. When they jumped up, their firm teen breasts bounced, and they both covered themselves with crossed arms, as they scampered into the house. “What should we wear” they squealed in one voice.
Kara looked at the two teens, both well developed for their age, with nice b-cup tits, little tummies with pierced navels, and lean thighs topping their long tanned legs. “Why don't you just wear your school uniforms, then you'll blend in with the waitresses” Kara suggested.
So Cindy and Lizzie quickly slipped out of their tiny bikini panties, pulled on nearly identical lace edged, black thongs, and then pulled up their little plaid skirts. Neither put on a bra, before putting on their white starched cotton shirts. Cindy decided to leave hers unbuttoned, and tied it together under her tits, which gave her a very distinctive cleavage. Lizzie buttoned her shirt up, before tying the tails together behind her, which pulled the thin fabric of the shirt tight against her firm tits, showing clearly the nipples that topped her firm tit cones.
The three girls jumped in Kara's car, and drove the three quick miles to the hotel. They all jumped out, with Kara leading the younger girls into the hotel, through the lobby, and into the darkened lounge. Once inside, it was harder to tell the ages of the three girls, and all looked slightly older, although each wore the uniform of a schoolgirl. Kara motioned the younger girls into a back booth, and they slid in, both facing the front of the lounge, toward the bar. Kara began her rounds, and the younger girls watched as the businessmen in the lounge flirted with Kara, and in some cases put an arm around her, or reached out to cup one of the cheeks of her ass under the short skirt. Kara usually moved away, but the two teens giggled, and laughed in each others ear when they saw one of the men keep reaching under Kara''s skirt.
When Kara finally brought the girls a beer they were laughing, and making enough noise that several of the men had turned to take a look at them. One of them came back to their table, and sat down, without even asking. The girls giggled and when they did, their tits bounced inside their cotton shirts, which was visible to the guy across the table. “I'm Bill” he said simply, and nodded at them. “They both giggled, and Cindy said “I'm Cindy, and this is Lizzie, mt best friend.” “I'll buy you a beer,” said Bill, even though they were already a little tipsy after just one beer. “Sure,” they said.
When Kara brought the beers, Bill suggested he sit with the girls, between them, on their side of the table. They giggled again, but Lizzie got up to let Bill sit down, and as she did, she pulled her arms back and pressed her full chest forward, stretching the cotton shirt even tighter across her tits. At the same time, Cindy leaned forward as he sat down, making sure he could look down the front of her blouse, and see the firm teen tits that the shirt held in place. They were putting on quite a show, and whether they knew it or not, Bill was about to have a little fun with them.
When he sat between them, he slid an arm behind each girl, and reached around and grasped a tiny waist in each hand, holding each girl just above the bone that marked the top of the thigh. They giggled, both because it tickled a little, and because they were a bit turned on by this mature guy, boldly putting his hands on them, and just inches from their shaved pussies, and their firm tits with nothing but a film of cotton shirt between Bill's hands and their creamy tanned flesh.
Bill wasted no time starting to slowly massage the side of each girl, slowly but surely moving his hand up toward the firm and creamy white flesh of the tits that pressed against the thin shirts. As his somewhat rough hands began to touch and lightly squeeze the firm tits, the two girls sighed, and leaned into his touch. Both were getting hot, and each could feel the slit between her legs begin to moisten with the slick wetness of their young pussies. Lizzie was first to reach down and begin rearranging the fabric of her skirt, and slide her hand under the skirt, to slip a finger along the edge of her slit.
Cindy too, as Bill quietly kneaded her breast in his big hand, reached down and slipped a finger inside her thong, to touch the wetness of her slit. When she lifted her finger out, Bill surprised her, by looking her in the eye, and telling her, “Let me taste that, you little slut.” Cindy wanted to be upset, but all she could do was slide her finger up to his mouth,,and slowly let him lick it up one side and down the other. He squeezed her breast tightly, as he sucked on her salty-tasting finger. “Mmmmmm.... that's tasty,” he said, as he pulled his hand off of Lizzie, and slid the big hand into Cindy's lap, under her skirt, and roughly slipped his big middle finger into her now slippery, dripping teen pussy. He pulled up sharply, causing Cindy to gasp, as he took control of the young teen.
“What about me,” said Lizzie as she leaned forward, unbuttoning three buttons of her tight shirt, and allowing one very firm teen tit to slip out, and brush up against Bill's arm. “Aren't I sexy, too” she whined, in her best, pleading little girl voice. He looked over and quickly leaned down and sucked the tit into his mouth, taking almost half of the firm cone into his big mouth. He also reached down, and slipped a big finger of his right hand inside Lizzie's lacy little thong, coming out with a slick finger covered in wet pussy juice from the little teen. He fed his finger to her friend Cindy, and when she eagerly sucked on his big finger, he smiled, and said, I've got somethin' else you'll like to suck on too, little girl.
Meanwhile, Bill's friend Jack had come over to the table, after Kara left, and sat down across from Bill and the girls.
“Looks like you got your hands full, Bill, with those two. Maybe I can help out,” Jack said, smiling with a leer at the hot teens, who were now clearly aroused, and were both showing more than was appropriate in a public place. “Why don't we have the girls come up to my room, where we can watch some TV, or a movie, and get some snacks and a drink from the mini-bar.”
“Yeahh-- that sounds like fun, “ Lizzie gushed, looking at Cindy, and smiling. Cindy wasn't sure, but she was feeling really frisky after the big guy had forced his big finger into her slippery slit, and she really did want to feel that again. So the two girls got up, and the Jack and Bill, stepped behind them as they walked toward the lobby.
Jack put his hand on Cindy's hip, and let his hand slip down to cup the teenager's firm ass cheek, as they reached the elevator. Bill, whose hand was already wet from the two teens, reached down behind Lizzie, and slid his hand between her legs, letting his thumb press up against her hot mound. She stopped suddenly at the elevator, apparently wanting a little more pressure from his big hand, and he let her have it, pressing firmly up, almost lifting the teen off the ground.
In the elevator, the older men continued to fondle the teens, alternately slipping a finger into each girl's pussy, and massaging a breast, or feeding a wet finger into one of the girls willing mouths.
When they got to the room, they were hardly inside, before Jack pushed Cindy toward the couch, pulling apart the tied bottom of her shirt, as she fell back. As she laid back, her tits stood up from her chest, the firm and now very pink nipples contrasting with the untanned cones of her tits. Jack, slid down in front Cindy, reaching up to cup a breast in one of his meaty hands, as he pulled up her skirt and roughly pulled aside the thong with his other. Once he had moved the lacy fabric, he put his mouth over her little slit, and slurped the salty juice that was now making her slit slippery and hot. He forced his tongue into the tight slit, making Cindy moan, even as she pushed her pudenda against his mouth, encouraging Jack to push his tongue deeper.
As Jack was busy orally pleasuring Cindy, Bill had wasted no time in getting his big cock out, and offered it to Lizzie. Lizzie was a little frightened by his cock, as it was bigger than anything she had seen on any of her highschool boyfriends. In fact, Lizzie was now a little scared, because she wasn't at all sure that her little pussy could take Bill's cock, especially not without some pain. And she didn't like pain- never had. But Bill had no such thought, as he roughly ripped open the teenager's schoolgirl shirt, and watched her tit mounds spring forth, topped by the cutest tan nipples he had seen in years. He couldn't resist sucking on each tit alternately, while he reached down and roughly pulled down the lacy and now wet thong that covered Lizzie's wet slit. When he had slipped it down, and she helpfully kicked it away, Bill again pushed his big middle finger into her tight cunt, lifting her slightly as he wriggled the finger insider her wet hole. Lizzie shivered, and almost came, as she was overwhelmed by his strength, and the way he expertly found her little button, and pressed hard on it. But then he pulled his finger out, and when Lizzie began to pout, he lifted his meaty cock, and put the tip against Lizzie's slit and began to press. When he felt some resistance, he simply reached around Lizzie, and grabbed a handful of tight asscheek, and pulled the teen toward him, and driving his cock deep inside her very tight, but now nice and slippery cunt. As it went deeper, Bill could feel her cunt grip on to his member, and he loved the feeling as he could feel her pussy begin to convulse around his cock. “Oh....my...god...” said Lizzie in time with the waves that she felt come over her, as she came for the first time with the older man's cock buried in her, and his hand gripping firmly the firm meat of her teen ass cheek. When she lifted a leg and tried to wrap it behind Bill, he lifted her completely off the ground, grabbed her other ass cheek with his free hand, and began rythmically driving his cock in and out, in and out, pumping the now slippery teen pussy, and making slurping noises, as he almost slipped out, before driving fully into her with each stroke, causing Lizzie to yelp with each deep thrust. Finally, after vigorously pounding the young girl for several minutes, Bill could take no more. He let the girl slide, down, and as she slid to the floor on to her knees, Bill grabbed a big handful of her drity blond hair, and held her head up so she faced him, as her big green eyes looked up, and her mouth hung open, Bill shot a rope of semen toward her mouth, with part of it going into her throat, and part landing on her chin, and dripping on to her creamy tit. She giggled, and looked over at her friend Cindy, who laid back on the couch, her mouth open in a gasp of pleasure, as Jack rammed his cock into Cindy's pussy, her legs spread wide to allow him to put his meat deep inside her.
“Fuck me hard,” Cindy said through her teeth, as Jack continued to pound her on the couch. Finally, as Jack began to feel himself begin to come, he also pulled out quickly, and shot a thick stream of cum up toward Cindy's face, hitting her chin, her tit cones, and leaving a string all the way down her firm tummy, and into the landing strip above her slit. She giggled too, and began swirling the cum on her fingers, and around her tits, and even down into her slit. “That was nice,” she sighed, and asked Lizzie if she thought these guys were OK. Yeah, Lizzie agreed, “they're cool.”
It was then that Cindy said, “OK, you guys owe us both a hundred dollars, and if you want, we'll come back tomorrow, for another hundred each.”
OK, said both Jack and Bill, with little hesitation. Just don't tell anybody-- we'll meet you in the bar again. Author welcomes comments and/or criticism.