Dolly sat at her computer on her couch, stretching her long tan legs in front of her. She jumped at the sound of an IM.

Pickles: Hey woman.
Dolly D.: 'Ello, pickles.
Pickles: So what're you doing today, can you meet up with me?
Dolly D.: For sure, when 'nd where?
Pickles: Um…seven at the rec. center?
Dolly D.: Okay cool, meet you there.
Pickles: Signed off at 6:30 pm

Dolly signed off, smiling as she set her computer down on the couch and hopped up. She yawned, still tired from babysitting earlier that Saturday. She crossed her carpet floor and looked into the full length mirror attached to her bedroom door. Licking her lips, she looked over her 5 foot 2 body, 36 b cup breasts and gorgeous hips. Big brown eyes hinted with red paired with soft pale lips and straight black hair made every boy she knew smile. Not bad, for thirteen, she thought to herself with a smirk. Pulling on a pair of grey cloth shorts and a long fitted black tank top, she tied her shoes and hopped down the stairs. Â
"Hey mommy, I need a ride," She said, hopping up onto the kitchen counter. Her mother sighed, rubbing her temples. Sometimes the young mother, only thirty four, wished she hadn't gotten pregnant at twenty years old. "Alright, sweetie. Where to?" She asked, brushing brown hair out of her face. "The rec, I'm meeting Dillon," She said, brushing her hair back into a pony tail. Her mother nodded, "Meet you in the car, then."

Dolly drummed on her legs, sitting in the car. Her mom ran her hand through her daughters hair, blowing her a kiss goodbye as she came to a stop in front of the rec. center. "Thanks, bye mommy." She said, climbing out of the car and pulling her shirt straight. Â

"Dillon!!" She exclaimed, tackling the blonde. He grinned and caught her, wrapping her legs 'round his waist and hugging her tight. "How're you, my little china doll?" He asked, setting her back down. Dillon was gorgeous. Scruffy blonde hair, ice blue eyes, and a smile to kill. "Super. So what're we doing?" She asked, pulling on one of his cheeks with a giggle. "Let's go to the park, I haven't been there in like, five years," He exaggerated. Dolly nodded and hopped on his back, wrapping her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck. He 'oofed' slightly, faking it. She was light as a feather, but he could feel those tits digging into his back. Dillon merely grinned and began walking towards the park. Â

When the two got to the park, Dolly hopped off his back and ran towards the play structure. Dillon laughed and chased after her, climbing up the slide and pinning her down. She stuck out her tongue, winking up at him. He chuckled, and held both wrists with one hand and then tickled and grabbed her sides, making her squeal and giggle, and her hips to thrust upward involuntarily. He suppressed a moan, feeling her thrust upwards against his hardening cock. He kept tickling her, before grabbing her harshly and smashing their lips together. Her pale lips met his pink ones, and they soon became coated in saliva. She moaned against his as their tongues grinded together. Dillon pulled the girl into his lap, their lips still sealed together in heat. Dolly's arms tangled around his neck, her hands in his hair. He snaked his arms around her waist and began to squeeze and tickle her sides again. She twisted and grinded in his lap, giggling and moaning into his mouth making him gasp and kiss her harder.

His cock strained against his jeans, pressing below her ass. He stopped tickling her and slithered one arm between them, and down her shorts. Their lips parted for a moment, their eyes locked. Then as if the time had frozen and now restarted, their lips crashed together and his fingers meshed against her wet pussy. Their lips grinded together, and she rolled her hips, making her ass rub against his dick, separated by their clothing. Dillon ran his fingers down over her slit and pushed hard against her clit, making her buck upwards. He kept her down, keeping their lips together as he slipped a finger into her tight virgin twat. She moaned loudly, pursing her lips together as his kissed down her jaw and onto her neck. He sucked and nibbled at her flesh, as his finger slid from nail to knuckle into her warmth. Dolly grinded into his finger, as he laid her down on the floor of the equipment. He towered over her, sucking on her neck and making the beginning of a hickey. His free hand tugged down her shorts, revealing her blue and white poke a dot thong to the world as his finger dove in and out of her moist cave, and added another finger making her groan. He finger fucked her hard and deep, sucking on her bottom lip, neck, and tongue as her chest rose up and down. She locked up suddenly, and began to twitch and moan loudly, her juices flowing all down his hand. Â

Dillon smirked, as she came down from her high. Dolly's fingers reached out and danced over his pant zipper and pulled it down, along with his jeans. A nice sized tent perched out in his boxers, as she pulled down his boxers as well, to reveal a huge throbbing cock, 8 inches long, 2 ½ thick. She ran her small hands up and down, pulling at the foreskin and massaging his balls. He leaned his head back and moaned, closing his eyes. Dillon let this go on until he felt like he was about to cum. Then he pushed her back to the floor and pinned back her hands, kissing her heatedly on the lips. His free hand slipped under her tank top and kneaded her breasts and pulled at her rock hard nipples. She moaned against his lips and arched her back. Dillon stopped holding her hands and she kept them above her head. He grabbed her hips and kissed her hard to muffle any noises as he thrust his dick into her pussy with one swift push. She screamed slightly, crying out in pain. He held his dick in place, holding her and kissing her neck and collar bone. When she shifted slightly, he got the hint and pulled his dick out of her slowly. Dolly moaned, thrusting her now exposed chest upwards as he pulled in and out of her slowly. She began to thrust back, and he held onto her tits, thrusting harder and faster into her. "Oh fuck yes, fuck yes Dillon fuck me!" she screamed, wind rushing past them, making her nipples stand to attention. "Hell yeah Doll, you’re my little play thing aren't you, you skank." He moaned, thrusting harder into Dolly's tight cunt. It gripped his cock so hard, pulling at squeezing at it like a vice grip. He suddenly flipped her over, and started fucking her from behind, making her moans grow in volume and intensity. "Oh fuck I'm going to cummm!" She groaned, dragging out the word cum. Dillon smirked at that and started pounding at her, bringing her legs back behind her so she was laying on her stomach, her breasts being dragged across the floor as he fucked her. "Ah, ah I'm cumming!" She screamed out, feeling an orgasm rip through her small body. Dillon thrust into her twice more, before releasing his load of crème into her tight cunt, letting it milk his dick dry. Â
Dolly laid on the play scape, rubbing her sore tits as Dillon massaged her ass and kissed her neck, whispering sweet nothings into her ear as they planned their next get together.

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