Vivianne

Brat Girl

 

"Philip! You're early!" exclaimed Kelly when she opened her front door.

I grinned self-consciously and thrust out the flowers I had picked up on the way to Kelly's house. "These are for you."

Kelly accepted the flowers and ruffled her long, dark brown hair. "I'm a complete mess! Do you mind waiting in the living room for awhile?"

"No, that would be okay."

Kelly let me inside and showed me into the living room. A young girl reclined on one of the couches, reading a teen magazine, chewing loudly on a piece of gum.

"Oh, Philip, this is Vivianne, my kid sister."

Vivianne looked up from her magazine, she smiled at me mischievously and blew a large, pink bubble.

"Just ignore her, I'll be ready in twenty minutes," said Kelly as she disappeared down a hallway.

"More like thirty!" retorted Vivianne.

The young girl watched me sit down across from her in an easy chair. I rested my hands in my lap, I leaned back into the chair and exchanged brief glances with Vivianne.

Vivianne stretched out on the couch. She leaned back against one of the couch's arms, playing with a pigtail, sliding her luscious legs together slowly. The girl smacked her lips while chewing her gum, she never looked away from my face.

"Do you date a lot?" asked Vivianne suddenly.

"Um, no."

"I didn't think so, most of the guys Kelly dated weren't so nervous," smiled Vivianne smugly.

"And I was trying so hard to exude confidence."

"You're not doing too well."

"Thanks for the observation."

"You're welcome."

Kelly's little sister was starting to get on my nerves. I tapped my fingers on my legs, I glanced at my watch a few times.

"Do you like younger girls, Philip?"

I let my wandering eyes return to Vivianne. "I'm not a pedophile, if that's what you're asking."

"I'm not talking six or seven, how about sixteen, around my age?" prodded Vivianne, her gaze intense.

"Having trouble getting a date?" I smirked.

"I've dated lots of boys," bristled Vivianne defensively. "But all they want is to get into my pants."

"The nature of the beast," I shrugged.

"You didn't answer my question."

"I concentrate on women your sister's age, admiring pretty girls like you can get a guy into trouble with the law."

"That doesn't stop some guys," countered Vivianne. She twirled a pigtail around a finger. "You think I'm pretty?"

"Very," I grinned. "If things don't work out with Kelly I'll look you up in two years."

Vivianne sat up on the couch. "Why wait two years when you can have me right now?"

"Excuse me?"

Vivianne traced lines across her bare belly with her nails. "Don't you want me, Philip?"

I started to laugh, but the sound died in my throat when Vivianne slipped her hands up into her halter top, rubbing her breasts.

"Stop it! What if your sister comes in here and sees you doing that?"

Vivianne giggled and took her hands out of her halter. She spread her legs apart, taking a pigtail between two fingers and tugging upon it.

"My sister won't see us, we could fuck each other right now and she would never know."

"I can't do that, I won't!"

"But you want to. I see your eyes glancing at my crotch, you can't help it, you want to see my pussy."

I struggled to deny her words, but it was true, sitting across from the girl, her creamy thighs open and inviting, her shorts tight against her crotch, I couldn't look away. Vivianne's legs were so smooth and lush, I imagined what her sweet pussy must look like. Vivianne smiled when I didn't argue with her, she rubbed her lower lip with a fingertip, extending her tongue to lick the nail, her eyes piercing my mind, her gaze hot and bright with lust.

"My nipples are getting hard, Philip. Would you like to see?"

I swallowed as Vivianne slowly raised part of her halter top, baring her left breast to me. Vivianne watched me while she played with her stiff, pink nipple, encircling it with a nail, her milky skin glowing as she made circle after circle around the dark, swollen nub.

"This feels so good, I wish you were doing it, I wish your lips were sucking on my nipple," purred Vivianne, her right pinky caressing her soft, moist, lower lip.

My face was hot as I watched Vivianne fondle herself. She cupped her bare breast, gently squeezing it, sucking wantonly on her pinky finger while she tugged upon her yielding tit.

"Stop it, Vivianne, you have to stop," I gasped, looking over my shoulder at the mouth of the hallway, almost eager for Kelly to appear.

When I dragged my eyes back to Vivianne, she was kneeling on the couch, her halter was completely raised, she was rolling her small hips.

"Don't you like my tits? Wouldn't you like to fuck them?"

I licked my dry lips, mesmerised by Vivianne's naked breasts. She leaned forward, her breasts jiggled from the motion, firm and delicious, ripe and gleaming in the living room light.

"I like it when you look at my tits like that. My pussy's getting so wet," moaned Vivianne softly, tugging on the waistband of her shorts.

Vivianne sucked on her pinky as she tugged her shorts down farther and farther. She wasn't wearing panties, I could see her swollen clit briefly before she raised her shorts to tease me.

"Do you want to see more of my pussy, Philip? Do you want to see how hot and wet it is?" grinned the young girl.

I was openly caressing Vivianne's bare flesh with my eyes, I adored every inch of her body, her tight belly, her sweet breasts, her lithe, sensual thighs. Our gazes locked, Vivianne knew that I wanted to fuck her, I was her toy, her slave.

Vivianne dropped down onto the couch seat. She massaged her left breast, moaning softly, watching me through half-closed eyes. I lowered trembling hands to the zipper of my trousers, I lowered the zipper and reached inside to grasp my erect, aching cock. Vivianne smiled as I started stroking myself, the tension building in my prick. The girl slipped her right hand into her shorts, I could see her fingers working, rubbing her cunt, stroking her engorged clit.

"I wish you were fingering my pussy, Philip, I wish you were sticking your finger deep into my hole."

I groaned weakly, my eyes drawn to the caressing motions of Vivianne's fingers hidden by her tight shorts. Vivianne closed her eyes, her mouth trembling as her hips bucked back and forth. She tightened the grip around her crushed breast, her right hand worked faster, straining the fabric of her shorts, a damp stain spreading across her crotch from the sweet juices flowing from her young sex. I could smell the musky perfume of Vivianne's pussy, it made me stroke my cock faster, my member bulging with building cum.

"My pussy's so hot, Philip!" panted Vivianne, falling back onto the armrest, raising her legs so she could slide off her drenched shorts.

The scent of Vivianne's cunt became stronger, it filled my nostrils. I breathed the musk in deep, my mouth watering, my cock shuddering in my grasp. I could see Vivianne's honey-soaked fingers now, she was fondling her pussy desperately, stroking every hot, pink fold, gently scratching her moist clit until a sharp sigh of pleasure escaped her lips.

"Can you see my cunt? See how moist it is!"

I caressed my erection while watching Vivianne masturbate. She held her thin legs in the air, her damp shorts wrapped around her ankles as she stuck two slim fingers into her cunnie, ramming them in deep, her tummy clenching with every sharp thrust.

"My cunt's so hot, it's melting around my fingers!" moaned Vivianne, her head bobbing gently, her mouth open and slack as she drove her fingers into her dripping pussy harder and harder.

The sight and smell of the masturbating girl was too much. Forgetting about Kelly, I stood up on shaky legs and shuffled over to Vivianne. She looked up at me with lust-glazed eyes, her body rocking as she pumped her digits into her tight slit.

I slid one palm over Vivianne's warm, crimson hair. When my palm rested over her flushed forehead, I tilted her head back, until her lips touched the bloated head of my cock.

Vivianne sucked my prick into her small mouth. She milked my trembling member with her tender lips, her tongue stroked the fat veins of my shaft until I felt like gushing in her mouth right there. I lowered my left hand, I enfolded her pliant left breast with my fingers, I tugged upon it, rubbing the hard nipple with the flat of my thumb. Vivianne moaned around my cock, she pumped her head, sucking my prick deep into her throat, stuffing her mouth until my balls pressed against her little chin. I ached to climax in the slurping girl's mouth, but I looked down at the bare-breasted vixen, I watched her left hand nestled between her upraised legs, probing her young sex, coaxing rivulets of honey to pour down over her shapely buttocks. I knew where I wanted to shoot my load.

I reluctantly pulled my saliva-soaked cock out of Vivianne's hot, little mouth. I rubbed the milk-stained tip across Vivianne's moist lips, she kissed the knobbed head, her tongue flicked out to taste a drop of my cum.

I grabbed Vivianne's hips and positioned her ass so it faced me. Vivianne looked over her right shoulder, excitement making her cheeks glow and her eyes sparkle.

"Fuck me, Philip! Fuck me till I scream!"

I slid my palms over Vivianne's beautiful buttocks. Her flesh was hot and silky, I squeezed her ass, spreading her cheeks so I could see her wet, quivering pussy.

"Do it, Philip! Put your cock inside me!"

Holding Vivianne's ass open, I eased my pulsating cock into her cunnie. Vivianne moaned, clutching the back of the couch as I pressed deeper and deeper into her vagina, groaning from the tight constriction of the young girl's cunt.

"Ride me! Ride me like a pony!" panted Vivianne.

I slapped Vivianne's buttocks and started thrusting into her ass. Vivianne was gasping loudly, she held the couch while her body rocked back and forth, her outspread thighs flexing as she rode my crotch, grinding her pussy onto my shaft. I caressed Vivianne's slick, bare back, she arched her spine, her cunt squeezing my prick, her buttocks rubbing over my thighs, her skin feeling so good against mine.

I pressed my right palm over the base of her spine, I stroked her ass, so warm and creamy, my hand tingled even as my cock engorged inside the sheath of her honey-slick pussy.

"Cum inside me, I want to feel your hot cum in my belly!" panted Vivianne, sweat beading down her beautiful face.

I hugged Vivianne's small waist when I finally orgasmed. Vivianne gasped and threw her head back, her cunt clutched my squirting cock, sealing in the flood of milk I blasted into her shuddering tummy.

I leaned over Vivianne, running my fingers over her wet, red hair. The young girl leaned her head back, we finally kissed, tasting lips at first, then massaging each other's tongues, stroking over and over, our bodies melded together, sharing heat in a passionate embrace.

"Vivianne? Philip?" exclaimed Kelly from the hallway entrance, her eyes huge, her mouth agape.

Vivianne stroked my cheek, rubbed her ass over my crotch, and licked my lips before saying, "Sorry, Sis, this one's mine."

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