A Girl Named Thumper Ch. 02

Casey was stroking his erection. She rolled on her side and laid her thigh lasciviously across his leg. She looked desirously at his cock. It was long and thick in her hand like a fleshy serpent.

“Ethan? What’s a blowjob?”

Ethan’s eyebrows went up. Well, he thought. Even after all this girl’s already done, maybe I still underestimated her.

“Is it what you just did to me?” Casey said.

“Sort of. Except it’s when a girl does it to a guy.”

She looked at his penis then back at him. “So what would I do?”

“You’d suck on it.”

“You mean in my mouth?” She made a face like she had a bad taste in her mouth. Ethan smiled at her funny face. “Are you sure?”

“Oh yeah, I’m sure.”

“How can that feel good?”

“Did it feel good when I did it to you?”

“Yeah.”

“It feels good for me, too.”

She looked at his cock for a long time like she was thinking about what he had just said. She was pumping it with her hand and licking her lips. Intense concentration was carved on her face.

“What should I do now?”

“I like it when a girl licks it.”

She nodded hesitantly, but she apparently had agreed to do it. She looked like she still had some doubt. Nevertheless, she stuck her pretty, little tongue out of her mouth and touched it cautiously to the warm head of his cock. The sight itself was almost enough to make Ethan shoot his wad on her face. She licked it tentatively like she wasn’t sure how it would taste.

“Lick it again,” Ethan said, almost choking. She might not have been doing much, but it felt fantastic.

Casey swallowed, stuck out her tongue, and licked the head again. Her inexperience was obvious. She was licking it like an ice cream cone.

“Lick the sides,” Ethan said. She glanced at him out of the corner of her eye. She bent the pole at an angle and gave the sides of the shaft playful little swipes with her tongue. “Give it a long lick, from the bottom to the top.”

Casey looked at him again like he was giving her a line of bullshit. She bent her head close to the base of his cock and began to slowly lick all the way up the long shaft. Ethan sighed. When she reached the head she smothered it with her lips and tongue, drenching it with a coating of her saliva.

“Oh yeah,” Ethan moaned.

Casey looked at him again. His eyes were closed. He seemed to be enjoying it, and she was enjoying it too. Feeling encouraged, she licked it more, all the way around the huge head and up and down the shaft.

“Suck it now,” Ethan whispered.

Casey stopped slurping all over the cock and stared at the end of it, licking up the saliva on her lips.

“How?” she said.

“Put it in your mouth,” Ethan instructed.

Watching him, Casey opened her tiny mouth as wide as she could and slowly started to lower it over the end of his huge cock.

“Don’t use your teeth,” Ethan said. “They hurt.”

“Okay,” Casey said. She put the head of his cock in her mouth and closed her lips around it.

“That’s good,” Ethan said. She looked as good as he imagined with his cock stretching her jaw open. Her eyes were bulging out like she was choking on it. He was pretty sure that if he came in her mouth right then she would choke. “Now suck in your cheeks and move your head up and down.”

She was looking into his eyes the whole time. She could only move her head a little bit, but she did her best. She kept her teeth away as well as she could, although they touched his cock once in a while. She licked the head like she had a sucker in her mouth, and when she sucked in her cheeks she could feel the insides of them touching it. She sucked them in as hard as she could. Ethan seemed to like that a lot because he groaned deeply.

This was great. It was like she had a power over him. Since they started he had been the one giving her pleasure, and now she was the one giving him pleasure, and he loved it. She could get used to this, except that her jaw was beginning to ache. She quickly realized she wouldn’t be able to keep this up for much longer. She wasn’t sure Ethan would, either. He was breathing pretty hard.

What’s going to happen next? she wondered. What will happen if I want to do this with other guys? She was watching his face when his eyes opened.

“I’m gonna cum,” he said brusquely. “Do you want to see it?”

Casey let his cock fall from her mouth. “Yes,” she said. Ethan grabbed the hand she had around his cock and moved it up and down rapidly.

“Do it just like that,” he grunted. Casey kept pumping. Ethan’s ass rose off the bed and his face grimaced. She wondered what was happening to him. Then, suddenly, a white shower of cum erupted from the tiny hole at the end of his cock and shot straight into the air several feet.

“Oh,” she squealed in surprise. She was still holding it around the base and still pumping it fast, but at arm’s length, like a roman candle that was going off.

The first glob came down and splattered on the hard ridges of his stomach. It was quickly followed by another spurt and then another. His ejaculate continued to spray out like there was no end to the stuff. It splattered on his legs, her hands, her shoulder and face, his balls, his groin, and ran down the length of his cock like a waterfall.

Ethan finally opened his eyes. Casey was holding her hands up. They were covered with his fluid.

“What is this stuff?” she said. She didn’t know what to do with her hands.

“It’s my cum,” Ethan said. He scooped a drop off her forearm with his finger and put it in his mouth. He scooped up some more off his cock and held it up for her. Reluctantly, she licked it off his finger. “It’s got my sperm in it. It’s what gets you pregnant.”

“So that’s why my Dad wants you to wear a condom? So you won’t get your ... cum inside me and I won’t get pregnant. Right?”

“Right.”

She licked some more off her hand. “This stuff tastes weird.”

“Some girls really like it,” Ethan said, and immediately wondered why he was trying to convince her to try it. He picked up the box of Kleenex from her nightstand and yanked out a bunch of tissues. “Some even like it when I cum in their mouth.” He handed her the tissues and yanked out more for himself.

“Eew,” Casey said, making that funny, disgusted face again. “That would be gross.” She used the tissues to clean the cum off her hands.

“Are you going to blow Tommy Leeruss?” Ethan said. He could see it was going to take a lot of Kleenex to clean up the mess he’d made. The odors of the evidence of their combined arousal was overpowering in the small room. He knew her father would be assailed by it if he walked into the room again.

“Maybe,” Casey said. Ethan was dying to hear if she was going to suck the guy’s dick, but she didn’t seem to want to discuss it, so Ethan didn’t press the point. She probably had her own ideas about what she wanted to do with him. Ethan felt it was his job to give her a few more ideas to work with. He put her wad of tissues with his wad of tissues and tossed the whole thing toward her small trash can beside her dresser. It bounced on the rim and fell to the floor. Casey laughed. Ethan shrugged.

“I thought you were good at basketball.”

“I play hockey,” he said. “What do I know?”

Casey smirked at him. She rolled on her back and spread her legs. Her hand went down to her pussy.

“I know what you’re good at,” she said. “I think I want you to make love to me now.”

Ethan put his hand on her crotch next to hers. She already had a finger in her pussy. He pushed his in, too. Casey groaned. He pulled his finger out and squeezed her tit.

“You can put the condom on now,” he said, and handed her the packet.

“Thank God,” she said with relief. She tore it open like there was a winning lottery ticket inside. She lifted his cock in one hand and rolled it down with her other hand in only a few moment, giving him a perfectly fitting latex sheath with just enough at the tip for a generous load of cum.

Ethan was amazed again. It would appear there was nothing this girl couldn’t do. If he had enough time, he would teach her every trick he knew.

When she was done she laid back again, fingering her pussy between her spread legs. Her other hand was stroking his covered cock.

“It won’t hurt this time, will it?” she said.

“It’ll hurt,” Ethan said as he moved over her. Her eyes followed him. “But you want it to hurt, don’t you?”

“No. I don’t like it to hurt,” she said, shaking her head. Kneeling between her legs, Ethan grabbed her by her hips and flipped her over. “What are you doing?” Casey cried. She struggled to look back at him over her shoulder. “Aren’t you going to ... Aren’t you going to fuck me?”

“I’m going to fuck you,” Ethan growled. He was kneeling between her wide spread legs. His latex-encased cock stood boldly out in front of him. Her ass was so gorgeous, so small and perfectly shaped, as if it had been carved by a master sculptor with a lecherous passion for young girls. Ethan laid his hand on her bare cheek and stroked gently.

“I’ll fuck you whenever I want to,” he said, surprising himself at his angry tone of voice, and immediately slapped her ass hard. Casey shrieked and nearly jumped off the bed, but then was very still, limp and lank. Ethan left his palm over her cheek. She began to tremble. She wasn’t trying to look at him anymore, just stared straight ahead. Her sexy mane of hair draped over her shoulders, twisted and mussed like it was windblown. Ethan knew he would run his fingers through that hair and pull on it and use it like a horse’s reins. He knew how Casey would respond, too. She would beg him to take.

He raised his hand again. She tensed perceptibly, anticipating the strike. He brought his hand down with a loud smack. Casey screamed and dropped her head into the pillow, whimpering.

“Oh please, please, please, fuck me now, fuck me, please,” she pleaded in a sobbing voice that was muffled by the pillow. Ethan smiled. She would do anything for him by then.

Suddenly the door opened and Mr. Turner poked his head in. He saw Ethan on his knees over his daughter, who was face down on the bed, spread eagle. Ethan looked up at the man but did not move or lift his hand from the girl’s ass. Casey raised her head and turned to the door. Ethan could the pout on her lips but could not see her eyes. Her bangs hung over them like a sheepdog. She was still trembling.

“Are you hitting my daughter?” Mr. Turner said, looking stern.

“Yes,” Stay answered.

“Oh. Okay,” Mr. Turner said, his expression changing. He sniffed the air once, then backed out the door and closed it.

Ethan grinned. Was the man having second thoughts about what he had agreed to subject his daughter to? Ethan didn’t care. Mr. Turner’s little girl was spread out naked an panting in front of him and he was going to fuck her hard. He pulled her ass up.

“What are you going to do?” Casey said.

“Relax. This’ll only hurt for a little bit,” Ethan said. Her ass was up in the air and her head was down on the pillow. She was clutching the end of the bed and shaking nervously. He rose on his knees and lined up his cock.