Little Leah And Her WKD Side -- Part 4 ------------------------------------------------------------
So, here I was, nineteen years of age, looking down at a fourteen-year old girl frantically undoing my jeans and seemingly very eager to discover what lay within. I felt the last button pop open, then Leah's hands frantically pulling down on me. I arched up so she had easier access and felt my jeans fall to my ankles, leaving my boxers exposed and my erect cock now closer to her touch by the second.
She was young, but she knew how to tease a boy. She began rubbing her hands around in a circular motion around my thighs, a smirk on her face as she looked upon the boner that had created a tent shape through my boxers. I shuddered with pleasure as she continued to tease me, feeling my dick move of its own accord every time her hands got closer, making her giggle.
Then she moved her hand to my cock, still hidden by one layer of fabric, and began stroking it, making me gasp. Now it was my turn to grip the sides of the computer chair where only a moment ago I had brought the little beauty to her first orgasm.
"Oooh, Tommy!" she coed. "Look at it bouncing around everywhere! I think it wants to come out, don't you?"
"Y... ahhh... yes..." I managed to say. "Oh, Leah, that feels nice..."
She moved her head closer, then pushed her dark hair back over her shoulder. Her lips only inches away, she said, "aww, do you want to come out? Wanna come play with Leah?"
I groaned in lustful agony. "Leah... for god sake," I said through gritted teeth.
She stopped her teasing, then I felt my boxers follow the same route as my jeans as she slowly pulled them back, her mouth agape as my cock sprung out to meet her, the head fully exposed, leaking relentlessly with precum, desperate for a females touch.
"Oooh, Tommy!" Leah squealed in girlish excitement. "Look at you, big boy!"
I smiled to myself proudly, but with certain amusement. I had measured myself before -- I wasn't exactly a porn star ten, (which I doubt exists, except on screen!) but averaging about seven inches. An amazing sight for this young girl though, who probably hadn't seen such a size on any of the immature fourteen-year-old "studs" she had been with in the past.
"Gosh!" she exclaimed, breaking my trail of thought. "And look at your balls, they're so hairy! Wowww..." then she proceeded to cup them in her hand, at the same time caressing them with her fingers. Her other hand made its way towards my thick shaft, which she took in a firm grip.
"Right, then!" she said. "Lets see if you fit." For a moment I didn't know what she meant -- I was lost in ecstasy. Then Leah stuck her tongue out at me, reminiscent of the photo on her Facebook profile I had masturbated furiously over only earlier that day, the black stud in her tongue inviting me inside.
I watched as she took me into her mouth, the sensation of my dick sliding over her tongue and the stud pushing against the head exhilarating as hundreds of nerve endings went wild, sending chills through my whole body. In and out of her little mouth I went, moving the hands to the back of her head and helping her through the motions as the adolescent gave me the best blow job of my life. She took me in as far as she could, to the back her throat, her efforts far from amateur.
This carried on for longer than I could imagine -- time was of no essence. Eventually, she released me, much to my frustration. But then said, "I have an ideaaa., Tommy... lets see if your big friend here wants something to drink!"
What in the hell?
She reached up onto the desk behind her and grabbed the bottle still half full of WKD. She took a swig, and I thought I knew what was coming next. She moved back towards my dick, her lips tightly closed together, then I realised that she hadn't swallowed anything she had drank, and was keeping the liquid held in her mouth. She took hold of my cock again and quickly pushed it through her lips and back into her mouth, making me gasp as my shaft was immersed in the cold alcopop.
"Leah! Oh fucking right, you dirty girl!" I moaned, as she proceeded to move her precious lips up and down my cock again, the drink spilling out the sides of her mouth and onto her top as well as all over the carpet. Not that I really cared. She picked up speed and I watched her head bob up and down eagerly, and I soon began to tremble as my orgasm drew closer.
"L-Leah," I managed, "Leah, I'm gonna cum..."
Only one reply to that - "mmmm!"
"Oooh, shit! Leah!" I grasped for something to hold onto and found her hair, pulling the dark strands tight between my fingers. Then without further warning, I felt the muscles tighten up below my balls and began to ejaculate stream after stream of thick, warm, sticky cum into the young girls awaiting mouth. She swallowed everything without hesitation, but made the mistake of withdrawing my cock too early and the last shot of cum landed with a satisfying splat over her cute face, making her squeal in surprise.
As I sat there, slouched back in the chair, trying to catch my breath, her first words were, "eww, Tommy! Now I'm all messy!"
"Ha!" I laughed, "I think it suits you!"
Not bothering to wipe my juices from her face, she slapped me playfully on my bare thigh, "shut up, you!" she said, embarrassed, but then joining in my laughter. Unfortunately, we were so caught up in the moment, we didn't see Michelle standing there at the entrance to my room, her eyes wide in shock, her mouth agape in utter disbelief.
But we did hear her as she gave her opinion on what she saw.
"What the -HELL- is this?"
It was too late to do anything. Leah and I both jumped and spun our heads towards the door, with no need for the guilty expressions on our faces, considering the positions we were literally both in. There was a moment of very awkward silence, until I broke it with my own words.
"Oh, for fucks sake."