Jazzy Girl Ch. 6

I would have taken longer, maybe seduced her a bit more, but I had to pee from all that beer, and knew I couldn't keep this up for long, so I reached in and pulled my cock out into the air. Mindy stepped back and took a long, shocked look at this enormous hard-on sticking out of my pants.

I looked her right in the face. "I'm just so mad at her!" I said.

Something about my girlfriend angst emboldened her, made her want to comfort me, and she instinctively started stroking my cock. After three strokes she became aware of what she was doing, and looked down.

"Oh my God." she said, watching her little hand slide over my bumpy, thick tool. "Is this okay?"

"It feels really nice." I said.

She stopped, getting a little nervous, and just held my prick like a doorknob.

"Do you want some more beer?" I asked.

"Sure." she said, happy to have something else to do. She held onto my cock, afraid of it, but unable to release the sucker. She took out her bubble-gum, and I tipped the bottle for her, feeding her the beer like a farmer feeds milk to an orphaned lamb. The beer ran down her pearly throat as she gulped. When it was empty I pushed the bottle into her mouth, just a bit, her lips widening to accommodate the neck. I pulled the bottle out a bit, and pushed it in again, back and forth, until she began to suckle.

"Do that to me." I begged.

She squinted, confused, then, looking down at my cock, she seemed to understand.

"Really?" she whispered.

"I want you to." I said. "I wouldn't ask you if I didn't think you were old enough."

She gulped, then carefully knelt in front of me, my monster cock bobbing in her face. She wrinkled her nose at the intimate, adult smell, but kept her face there. She was still holding her gum and looked for a place to toss it.

"You can put it back in your mouth. It's okay." I said.

She popped the gum back in her mouth, chewed it a bit, then opened up and took my penis between her pink lips. She tested the size, and taste, and finally gulped it in, sucking once or twice before pulling it out, her sharp, little teeth scraping against the skin.

"Oooo. Nice!" I said. "Have you done this before?" I knew she'd be pleased by the question, which implied that she was experienced, and good.

"No." she said, curling her lips around me and sucking again.

I looked outside. Julie and Barry were on the stage, and she was telling him all about the instruments. The moment I saw them my cock engorged, and I pulled little Mindy's flower covered head into me, nearly gagging her. Shit! They could see me if they looked over, and I was excited by that. I had turned into a Goddamn exhibitionist!

Mindy gulped, and pulled her head back, gagging.

"Sorry," I said, "you just feel so amazing." I pushed her head over my cock again, and she took me as best she could.

She sucked for a while, and then, sensing that something more should be happening, pulled me out of my mouth, popped her gum and said, "Are you liking this?". Her eyes were moist, eager to please.

"Oh yes." I said. "You're perfect.

She smiled. "What else do I do?"

"Use your gum." I said, suddenly. She narrowed her eyes at that, not understanding, but took a deep breath, put my cock back in her mouth, and started swirling her tongue around, pressing the stiff little ball of gum against my cock like a tiny ball bearing.

"Mmm." I said, enjoying the sensation. The whole gum thing turned me on. "Now, blow a bubble."

She pulled my cock out of her mouth, stuck her tongue into the gum, make a kissy face and blew out an enormous, pink bubble.

"I'm going to pop it." I said, and pressed my cock into the bubblegum. The bubble popped, collapsing and sticking to the thin skin of my prick. "Now, use your teeth to scrape it off." I said.

She seemed to like that idea, if only because bubble-gum was something she understood. She began to alternately suck me and scrape away at the sticky gum with her teeth, gnawing it off bit by bit, like a cat using her fans to nibble food from your hand. It felt and sounded like she was devouring my penis. "Oh Christ!" I yelled. She got every last strand, and chewed it all back into a ball.

"Mindy, do you want to try something else?" I asked. "Something to make you feel good?"

She stood up, and nodded, breathing lustily.

"Okay," I said, "But you don't want to get pregnant, right?"

She shook her head. Outside she caught of glimpse of her big brother.

"So, I'm going to be real careful, okay?"

She nodded, too nervous to talk, but game.

"Come here." I said, and kissed her. Christ, was she waiting for that! She melted into my lips, letting me do all the work, crushing her little face into mine as she moaned and squealed, squeezing me with her thin little arms. She tasted like fresh strawberries and champagne.

She became aware of the window, and realized that she was kissing an older man in full view of her brother. She started to pull away, but I held her. "They can only see our faces." I said. "So we just won't kiss, okay?"

She nodded.

"Okay," I said, "Let's try this."

I lifted up her shift. She was wearing white, strappy shoes and no stockings. Her toes were delicate and painted. "Pretty toes." I said.

I lifted her dress up further. Her limbs were thin and hairless. I ran my hands up her legs, up her sinewy thighs to her ass, and rubbed her panties. She was so excited that she rose up on her toes, nearly falling over me. I placed a hand inside her panties and pulled them down and off, tossing them onto a "Twister" game that somebody had left out. The panties were yellow bikinis, with bright blue dots.

I could almost hear her little heart pounding as I put my hands under her dress again. "What are you doing?" she whispered? I kneaded her naked ass, ran my hands down her cheeks, my fingers just brushing the tiniest hint of fur between her twig legs, and lifted her easily into the air. "Ohhh!" she said, startled at being lifted. Her little legs naturally wrapped around my waist for support. I now held her suspended over my penis.

She seemed literally swept away by this whole thing, and kept holding her breath, scared, but aroused. She could feel the tip of my cock beneath her, and knew that I meant to impale her. "Is it going to hurt?" she managed to ask.

I held her easily with one hand, and used the other to maneuver my penis against her small pussy, which was bald but for some fine baby hairs. "If it does," I said pressing the head inside her lips, "you tell me to stop, okay?"

"Okay." she said with a trembling voice. Then, as if marking a moment of great import, she kissed me deeply, earnestly, with just a touch of pleading, as if to say "Gently, please."

We both looked out the window. Julie and Barry were getting another drink from the bartender. Barry was touching her arm, very excited to have so much attention from her.

I lifted my cock into Mindy's snatch, getting about an inch in. She winced. "Should I stop?" I asked.

She shook her head no, and tried to wiggle me in further, with no luck. We needed more moisture, and I couldn't wait for foreplay. I needed to excite her - and fast.

"Mindy," I said. "Is there a boy in school you like? A boy you've been in love with for years, and never told anybody?"

She looked at me like I could read minds and said "Yes. Ricky Sherman."

"Do this," I said, "close your eyes and picture Ricky wearing his gym shorts. He's playing basketball. Do you see him?"

"Yes." she said, her eyes closed.

"Picture him going into the boys locker room, all alone. He's in front of his locker, and he takes off all his clothes, and he turns around. Is he naked?"

"Yes." she said, gulping.

"Okay. Now you're naked. He picks you up, like this, and kisses you, like this..." I kissed her. "And starts to pull you down, like this...." I lowered her more onto my prick, bending it, waiting for the moisture which would allow it further entrance. "Do you feel it?" I asked.

"Yes." she said, her eyes tightly closed. "Ohhhhhhh." she moaned, burying her head in my chest, and starting to drip from between her legs.

"I'm Ricky," I said, "tell me what you've always wanted to tell me."

"Oh Ricky," she said, biting my shoulder, her pussy getting wet, "I love you."

I pushed my cock into her. It greased in easily, sliding though her tight tunnel. "I love you, Ricky." she said again. My cock pushed into her vagina, and pressed against the thin wall of her hymen. "Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!" she cried.

"I love you, too." I whispered, thrusting up, ripping her maidenhood, and plunging deep into her body.

"Arrrgghhhhhh!" she cried in pain.

"Should I stop?" I asked.

"Nooooooo!" she yelled, her eyes still closed. She bit my shoulder again and said, "Ricky, I love you! I love you!" I could feel her tears dampen my shirt as she wept and cried out Ricky's name. "I love you so much! Oh, God, Ricky, I love you!"

I watched Barry outside, while I screwed his little sister. I pumped my cock up into Mindy's snatch, but didn't need much thrusting. She was so tight, and smelled so good, like baby powder and soap, that I quickly came to the brink. Mindy, too, climaxed fast, shuddering and shaking and crying up a storm. "OOOOHHHHH RICKKKKY!" she screamed cumming hard. I held her tightly, letting her finish, not moving.

Finally she wilted, and I pulled her off me. She collapsed to the floor, still shuddering with little aftershocks. I placed her under the window sill, her back to the wall.

"Remember I said we have to be careful?" I said. She looked up at me, my cock glistening with her juice, and nodded. "I can't have my orgasm inside you, so you need to help have one outside, okay?" This seemed logical, so she nodded her agreement. "Hold me." I said. And she did, grabbing onto my penis with her doorknob grip again. "Use your mouth, and get ready because it might be a little messy, do you understand?" She nodded that, yes, she did understand. Thank God for Sex Ed.

I could now face the window directly. So, there I was pissed and drunk. I put my face against the glass, gripped the frame with my hands, looked right at Julie's face, and fucked Mindy in the mouth.

"OHHHHHHHH!" I moaned as she took me in and sucked my cock, pressing her bubble-gum around the shaft, slurping and gurgling and tossing her hair over my loins. I pumped and pumped and pumped her tonsils until I felt the cum inside me rise, higher and higher, ready to burst. I froze and yelled "Suck hard! Now!" She pulled me in, scraping her teeth against my cock as she sucked as hard as she could, and I looked at Julie and came like a fire hose, grabbing the back of Mindy's little head, pulling her onto me, gagging her. I came and came and came, one milky squirt after another, filling up her mouth until finally she pulled back, coughing up cum, and squeezed the last bit of semen out of me with her fist. I shot again all over her face, blinding her, sending a streak of white come across her flowered hair.

"FUUUUUUCK ME!" I cried as I blew my spunk, a thrill running through me as I looked at Barry and came on his sister. There were strings of sticky cum crisscrossing her lips, cheeks and forehead, and her hand was full dripping white goo. "AHHHHHH SHIT!"

After the last rope of semen squirted across her face I squeezed out the last dribble of goo from my cock and said, "You're great! You are great!"

She coughed up a little semen, wiped some spunk from her eyes and smiled. Then she felt the sticky cum in her hair, and dripping down her face. "Oh no!" she cried, cupping a hand under her chin to keep the goo from spotting her pretty shift.

I grabbed her tossed underwear and used it to wipe her face and hands clean. We did the best we could, but she very much needed to clean up properly.

"It's so messy. I'd better go to the bathroom." she said, moving to leave, limping a bit as she walked. A small spot of red blood lay spattered on the floor.

"Hey!" I said.

"Yeah?" she answered, turning back, a stunned look in her eyes.

"If you do that to Ricky, I think he might suddenly know you're alive."

She smiled, her sudden increase in experience giving her all sorts of ideas. She came over to me and kissed me sweetly. "Are you really going to stay broken up with that girl?"

"I don't know." I said. "I don't know if she wants me back."

"She's crazy." she said, chewing her gum brightly. "Bye. Thanks."

She left the playroom and limped across the yard, her soiled panties hidden in her fist. Barry noticed her walking strangely, and asked if she was okay. She nodded, and disappeared into the house, looking back once to the garage with a smile.

She looked okay, though I was worried about her, after fucking her mouth like that. And, shit, I did just take her virginity.

What the hell was wrong with me? Was I intentionally trying to fuck up my life, just as everything was going so well? Was that why I couldn't tell Julie that I loved her? Because I expected everything to fall apart, and for my life to turn back into shit? Was seducing Mindy just part of a self-fulfilling prophesy? Was I destined to lose everything I'd recently gained? Surely the Moon God wouldn't do that to me!

As guilty as I felt about Mindy, I rationalized that she was okay, and everything was fine. I enjoyed her. It was nasty and lascivious, and as shocked as I was to know I had those urges in me, I still enjoyed her, and thought about her long after we left Jersey.

Later that night I tried masturbating to the delicious memory of Mindy's delicate little body impaled on mine, and her gorgeous puppy-dog eyes widening at the sight of my cock, and her baby cheeks wet with my cum, but I couldn't, and I realized that what I wanted, what I craved, was the desire to do it in public. I was just like Bonnie. And Julie.

I thought about my newfound fetish, about how excited I got, and how much I craved the experience again. This wasn't a sickness, or a fever. It was chaotic, brazen, crazy -it was jazzy! I understood the craving now. I understood Julie now.

I picked up the phone and called her.

"Hello?" she said, picking up.

"It's me." I said.

"Yeah?"

"I haven't really been very understanding about this whole Bonnie thing. I get it that she was someone I had great sex with recently, and that you have problems with sex, and I can see how that might make you feel inadequate, and how you might think I might not want you anymore."

"Geez, you think a lot of yourself." she said, witheringly.

"But is that it?" I asked.

She hesitated. "Yes."

"And I think I understand a few other things."

"Like what?"

"We'll get to that later." I replied. "So, what if you come with me?"

"Where?"

"To meet Bonnie, on top the Empire State Building."

"What?"

This was perfect. Julie needed this. She needed to express everything in public. That's why she sang in front of people. That's why she needed to be watched to have sex. That's why she couldn't seem to deal with my seeing Bonnie - because she needed to be there, be a part of it. "It's perfect." I said. "She'll see that I'm with you, and you'll see that she sees it, and that will be the end of it."

Julie was silent for a moment. I knew she liked the idea of being there when Bonnie and I met. It was a concept she could understand.

"Okay." she said, then added, with relief, "I thought we were broken up."

"We were." I said, giving myself an excuse for my actions that afternoon. "But I think I understand you better now. And..."

"Yes?" she asked.

"And I think I might be in love with you." I said.

She paused. "Are you sure? Am I sure? It's only been a couple of weeks. How in hell can we be sure?"

"I don't know." I said. "Something's going on with me, with the city, with the universe. I don't need six months. I know it now. I love you."

We talked for an hour before I said, "This is stupid. Come over." She grabbed a cab, got to my place, and we had amazing sex on the fire escape overlooking the courtyard behind the building where at any minute anyone could look outside and watch us.

To Be Continued...