Thumper's Friend Part 1 Read Free

pussy.   By the time he reached the moist, tender lips of her pussy, she had sprawled out on the sofa, her legs spread wide, and she was pushing her hips up to his hand.   Scott didn’t want to shove his finger into her and hurt her before he got a chance to do it with his cock, he just wanted to rub her clitoris and get her ready for what was coming up.
          His finger pushed between her labia.
          “ Ooohhh ,” she groaned.
          Her eyes closed and her mouth closed to a tiny O shape.   She put her hand on his forearm where it rested on her stomach.   His elbow was poking her breast.   Her nipples were hard like cherries on the tips of her tits.   The girl was panting.   She was overcome with desire.
          Mr. Turner finally returned and found them entwined in each other’s arms, groping with each other’s private parts.   Scott watched him approach.   The man looked surprised.
          “I see you’ve already started,” Mr. Turner said.
          Casey’s eyes opened with a gasp.   For a moment she looked like she was afraid he was going to punish her, then she smiled.
          “It feels good, Daddy,” she said.
          Scott’s finger was rubbing her clitoris.   Her ass was squirming on the cushion and her hand moved up and down Scott’s enormous penis.   Her fingers couldn’t close all the way around the shaft.
          Scott saw the condom in Mr. Turner’s hand and he was instantly relieved.   They could finally get started.   He started to pull his hand out of Casey’s pants, but she cried out.
          “Don’t stop now, please,” she begged, squeezing his forearm.
          She searched Scott’s face for his eyes until he looked at her.   She was trembling all over.   He could sense the sudden fear in her.   He had to do something to loosen her up.
          “I’m going to make her cum,” Scott told Mr. Turner.
          “Ok,” Casey’s father said with a shrug.   He sat down in the La-Z-Boy and watched them without concern.
          “What are you going to do?” Casey said.
          The nervous apprehension in her voice was clear.   The only answer Scott gave her was to gently push his finger past the lips of her pussy.   Casey gasped.   Her hand fell away from his cock and she clutched his arm in both hands.   His middle finger lightly rubbed over her tiny nub, stimulating her out of her mind.
          “ Ooooo ,” she cooed.
          Her body went limp again, but her hips were humping off the sofa.   Because of the time Scott had already spent working her up, Casey was not far from her orgasm.   The intimacy of the situation and the newness of the experience heightened her sensitivity.
          Casey’s lower lip was quivering.   Her chest heaved with her hard breathing, making her exposed breasts rise and fall.
          “Oh yes ... oh yes ... oh yes,” she moaned.   Her hips rose when her body spasmed .   Scott was glad she was coming.   She would not be nearly so uptight as she might normally be when he climbed on top of her in a few minutes.
          Casey rapidly began to cool down.   Her loud squeals had become quiet moans once more and her tense body had become limp and relaxed.   She was panting and a light perspiration covered the bare parts of her body.   Scott pulled his hand out of her jeans and she did not resist him.
          “What happened?” she asked weakly.   Her hand absently touched her nipple.
          “You came,” Scott said.   “You had an orgasm.”
          “What’s an org- ... org- ”
          “It’s what happens when you have sex,” Scott explained.   He reached out to Mr. Turner for the condom.   Mr. Turner, startled for a second, handed them to Scott.
          “I hope they’re going to fit,” Mr. Turner said skeptically.
          “I think they will,” Scott said, but even he was unsure.   Despite all his