"It feels big," she said. "Nice and big." Her hand traced up the length of his prick, which was jammed fast in his jeans. It throbbed mightily.

"I always like to know what I might get," she said, glancing up at him, wide eyed, smiling.

"If you do that you're gonna make me shoot in my pants," the horny, boy whimpered.

"Oh? Gee, I wouldn't want to do that, Tommy. Maybe-maybe I ought to take it out, huh?"

"Yeah! Jeez! Take it out, Belinda!"

She paused, as if considering it. If this was what cockteasing was all about, thought Tommy, it wasn't half as bad as it was supposed to be.

Then, brightly, she said, "Okay." Tommy sat there like a statue, only his cock moving. It was fully hard now and shifted in the confines of his tight jeans painfully. It seemed to be trying to tear its way out through the denim.

Belinda was looking very happy and pleased with herself, even a bit smug, for nothing delighted the lewd little nymphette, more than to excite a boy and to see – and feel – the physical results of that excitement.

Well, almost nothing. She liked to fuck better.

She wished that they could fuck right now, in fact, but it was true that she didn't know when her mother would be home, that had not been just an excuse, and she didn't want her mother to know that she fucked for fear that it might curtail further fucking. It was that simple. She wouldn't have minded at all if her mother or father knew she was not a virgin as long as they did not try to prevent further screwing. In fact, naughty little girl that she was, she thought that it would be thrilling to tell her father, who was a handsome fellow with a big prick, that she had been fucked three times. Wisely, she figured that it would be thrilling for her father, as well. It would undoubtedly cause that big, fatherly cock to get nice and hard.

Belinda knew her father had a gigantic cock because she peeked at him whenever she could, when he was changing his clothing or taking a shower and, on one memorable occasion, while he had been fucking her mother.