by G. C. Grand
Lastly, Emma had finished off her outfit with a pair of white leather pumps with four-inch high heels. The shoes really made her stunning legs look even sexier, and the best thing was that she knew she looked hot kneeling in the them and giving blowjobs. Hot shoes always helped to finish off a slutty outfit, she always thought.
Emma pinched her nipples to ensure they were suitably hard and poking through the front of her hoodie before rapping on the ice cream van’s passenger side door to get Bob’s attention. She heard some muffled noise inside the vehicle before a large man opened the door.
“What the hell took you so long!?” he said in a booming, arrogant voice. “Get the fuck inside!”
Surprised at this, Emma stepped into the vehicle and closed the door behind her. Going from bright sunlight to dim interior dazed the girl, and it took a minute to get her bearings. The inside of the van was fairly dingy, dirty, and small in size. There was one driver’s side seat, behind which were two rectangular refrigerated ice cream counters against the back walls of the van, separated by a chair (which Bob had plopped back into). On the opposite side of this wall were similar ice cream counters, and the only difference was instead of a chair, there was a small cashier counter, which made sense as the order window for patrons was situated on that side of the van. In the center there was just enough space for a big man to walk through.
Bob wasn’t very clean, apparently; the equipment seemed banged up and quite used. However, it wasn’t disgusting, and the only thing the blonde wished for was some air conditioning. It felt close to way too hot in the van, and she wondered why he would keep it so warm.
Bob himself turned out to be a big, lumbering ox. Looking a bit oafish, he seemed to tower over Emma being six foot four inches tall. Broad shouldered, Bob also had thick arms and legs, and a large stomach. He looked older than his forty years of age with a receding hairline and brown, thinning hair.
Venturing a guess, Emma asked, “Did Mark tell you I was coming?”
“Yes, he did! He told me what a gorgeous little slut you were!” Bob sneered as he said this.
The lovely blonde sighed. Obviously Bob had a big chip on his shoulder. She wondered why things were always so complicated. Well, she thought, a job was a job. Putting on a sexy smile, Emma said, “Did he tell you that I’m here to suck your cock? My tongue and mouth will take you places you’ve never been before! I’m going to give you the best blowjob of your life!”
“Yeah – I know!” The big man said sullenly. “My best friend has to pay some whore to blow me on my birthday! Obviously I can’t find a chick myself - I’m only an ice cream man! Let’s get this over with!” With that he unzipped and pulled down his jeans so that they lay at his feet, and placed his knees wide apart, so that his big, hairy balls could be seen. His cock – though not erect yet - was huge even in its limp state. It was over eight inches in length, very thick in diameter with a bulbous, fat cock-head.
Emma’s jaw nearly dropped at the sight! She briefly wondered why she always got the guys with big dicks, and was glad she was only going to give him head. She was surprised that he didn’t at least have little bit of an erection; the beautiful blonde usually had that kind of effect on the male species, especially since he had not taken his eyes off of her the moment she stepped into the van.
It was almost creepy the way he ogled Emma, taking in the sights of her tits, legs, and her short shorts. She had even pulled down the front of her hoodie to cover her crotch more without thinking. So why wasn’t his dick at least twitching, she wondered.
“Well!? What the fuck are you waiting for?” Bob snarled. “Get on your knees!”
Sighing again, Emma’s got on her knees and grabbed his dick with her hand and began to tug on it. Bob’s cock was really big - she was just able to wrap her fingers around it, and wondered how it would look erect. The gorgeous blonde leaned forward sexily and thrust her bosom thrust forward so that Bob could see down her hoodie more easily. Then she smiled up sensually at him, licking her lips, before going down and swallowing his cock in her warm, inviting mouth. She tried to ignore the fact that Bob’s cock smelled like dried up semen, musky and squalid, and tasted awful, and got to work.
Trying to keep a sexy face, Emma licked and polished Bob’s dick with her talented tongue, trying to coax it into life. Every now and then she looked up at him with her lustful, bedroom eyes as if he was the biggest stud in the world. She nibbled on his cock-head gently, kissing and sucking between her hot, red lips like a Hoover vacuum, her amazingly nimble tongue twirling lewdly as she explored every crevice of his bulbous head.
Still nothing – no erection at all!
Exasperated after spending a few minutes of trying to get Bob’s limp snake aroused, Emma tried another tactic and swallowed his now sloppy wet pole deep in her mouth so that his big worm entirely engulfed by her. Her nose was now buried in his musky pubic hairs. The buxom blonde felt a twitch from the cock embedded in her throat, but that was it! She didn’t understand it – usually guys had blown their wad after a few minutes of her oral technique! Emma then tried licking Bob’s hairy balls while she tried to jack off his dick with her hands, and noticed another nearly imperceptible hardening of his cock.
It was unbelievable – she had spent ten minutes fellating Bob and he was barely hard! She looked up at him with stunned eyes, wondering if he was impotent. The heat from the van and her cock-sucking was now making her sweat profusely – her hoodie and shorts were now starting to get damp.
Bob looked down at Emma with a sneer and said, “That’s it, bitch! Keep going – don’t stop!” He grabbed his dick and then proceeded to slap her cheeks with his semi-hard schlong, clearly enjoying the moment. “That’s right, choke on that big cock!”
I’m not going to choke on it unless it gets hard, Emma thought to herself, kind of annoyed at her predicament. She tried a different tactic and repeatedly spat on his cock with thick gobs of spit, making Bob’s dick shiny and dripping messily.
Then Emma swallowed the cock before letting it slip out of her mouth. She knew she looked incredibly hot and sexy; multiple ropes of bubbling saliva hung from her luscious red lips to Bob’s cock and a few strands were running down her chin. Then she slurped and devoured down her saliva like a hungry cat lapping up milk, before repeating the entire process. Slowly, with this slippery and frothy method, Emma’s long, talented tongue and her pretty mouth caused Bob’s dick to become slowly engorged.
She thought excitedly, finally! The meat-pole between her lips was beginning to pulse with life, and the young blonde knew she had to take steps a bit further to complete her job. Emma looked up into Bob’s eyes and knew he was starting to get really turned on.
So she stopped sucking Bob’s dick, and instead pulled down the front zipper of her hoodie way down so that it went just past her naval. This shocked Bob, as he was led to believe he’d only receive a blowjob today. Emma’s formerly tight hoodie was now showing off a remarkable amount of creamy and soft flesh, and her nipples were nearly visible for the ice cream man to gawk at. If the girl twisted her torso or moved in any way, no matter how slight the movement, her nipples became visible as the hoodie could barely contained her bouncy tits now.
“You don’t mind me getting myself comfortable, do you?” the blonde asked, giggling. “I mean – it’s pretty hot in here!”
She actually wasn’t lying, since the midday sun heated the interior of the van, Emma began to get a bit sweaty and sticky from just sucking cock. The luscious blonde stood up suddenly and feigned interest in the van, pretending to look around, but really giving Bob plenty of chances to see her fleshy tits and smoking body. The birthday boy’s eyes bulged in their sockets with such a sexy chick in front of him.
“Go ahead, make yourself at home!” Bob blurted out, ogling the blonde as she opened up the doors to one of the ice cream counters and bent over to peek inside with her perky ass jutting up in the air. It was the tiniest pair of shorts he had ever seen on a chick, and the materi
al so thin he could see the folds of her pussy clearly.
Emma looked over at Bob and asked, “Can I have an ice cream?”
“Shit – go for it!” he blurted out, too distracted by the fact that her right tit had freed itself from her hoodie, the nipple rock hard from the cold of the ice cream freezer.
“Thank you!” she giggled, grabbed a cone and scooped up some vanilla ice cream.
Emma knew Bob was watching her intently, so she raised one of her legs girlishly for him to keep his eyes on her legs and ass as she scooped her ice cream. Then she simply stood in front of Bob and slowly licked, nibbled and slurped on her ice cream as if she would a cock. She took note that Bob’s dick now seemed to be half erect.
Within a few minutes – since it was so hot - the ice cream started to trickle down the sides of Emma’s cone and hand, before dripping onto her tits. At first only a few drops landed on her pillowy tits, but soon more came dripping down and her breasts were a delicious mess.
“Can you believe this? I’m gonna get my hoodie all dirty!” Emma said with a cute little pout. She unzipped her hoodie fully and pulled it off, so that her tits were entirely free. “You don’t mind if I take this off, do you?” she asked innocently.
“Ah – no!” Bob exclaimed. He couldn’t take his eyes off the young girl as she began to lewdly lick her nipples clean. First suckling one of her hard nipples, and then the other one, she cleaned herself up before returning to her ice cream to finish it up.
By now the ice cream was nearly completely melted, and most of it was just liquid. As Emma continued to eat it, she let if splash down onto her tits once more. “Shit! Can you clean this off for me, baby?” she asked him sexily, with a salacious gleam in her eyes.
Bob couldn’t believe his luck. “Yes, please!” he barely managed to utter, just as Emma sat with her legs spread wide on his lap, her bouncy tits jutting into Bob’s face as an offering.
“Go ahead – lick these clean for me while I finish off my ice cream!” she said with a smile.
Her tits were amazing – big and juicy, with tender pink nipples that Bob wished he could nibble on all day. He licked and lapped at the liquid vanilla streaming down her breasts, and then moved onto her hard nipples, suckling and chewing on them with his lips, teeth and tongue. She moaned softly, further enflaming his desires, and making him bold enough to begin pawing at her delectable body. He kneaded her fleshy tits, and then found out that Emma’s tits were big enough that he could fit both her nipples at once in his mouth, which cause more heavy breathing from the girl.
“Fuck - that feels good, baby!” she groaned.
Finishing up the rest of her cone, Emma knew Bob loved her smooth, creamy skin from the way he ran his hands all over her body. She let him massage her tight, teenage ass, and since she was sitting on top of his cock, she could feel his hardening response to all this sensual stimulation. Then she noticed that a few drops of vanilla ice cream had stained her short shorts, and knew how she could get the birthday boy a hundred percent hard!
“Baby – my shorts are dirty! Do you think I should take them off?” the stunning blonde asked in a sultry tone. They both looked down at her pants to see the damage. With her arms behind her holding onto Bob’s knees, Emma arched her back and spread her legs even wider to give him a better view.
And what a view it was! Emma looked so slutty at the moment, wearing only her tiny white shorts and high-heels, tits swaying up and down, and her lithe body slightly wet with perspiration. She was breathing heavily with her long, wavy hair behind her, blue fuck-me eyes twinkling in anticipation, almost as if daring him to go any further! Bob placed a hand over her crotch to feel the flimsy material, but it was the scorching hotness of Emma’s slit that he became painfully aware of.
She bit her lower lip as his fingers ran over her pussy lips, amazed at how clearly he could see her lips from beneath the shorts, and at the same time feeling the young blonde’s growing dampness. The tips of his fingers traced over the ice cream droplets before moving back to that sweet juncture between a woman’s inner thighs and cunny. Two of Bob’s fingers crept underneath the shorts so that they were touching her pussy, even though he was pretending to feel the material of the shorts.
“Yes!” Bob answered finally with a shit-eating grin on his face. “This is a very nice pair of shorts – you wouldn’t want to ruin them!”
Emma was startled at how horny she was – and wondering why all her simple cock-sucking jobs always turned out so complicated? But she knew that Bob was nearly ready for the blowjob, and she just wanted him to be satisfied with her!
With a naughty smile on her face, she replied, “Why don’t you help me get them off then, big boy?”
If Bob’s grin could have gotten any wider, it would have at that moment. Instead he said, “My pleasure!”
Both his hands tugged on the sides of Emma’s shorts, as she wriggled her slender hips to accommodate him. Then the girl lifted her legs high in the air so that Bob could pull off her shorts. He whistled as he gazed upon utter perfection – Emma’s legs in the air and her shaved snatch and rosebud asshole fully exposed. The hot blonde giggled and very, very slowly lowered her legs so that they were again straddling the man’s lap, splayed wide.
“Uh – oh!” She said, grinding her hips against his crotch, feeling the heavy length of hardness rubbing underneath her. “I think you’re ready for your blowjob! Do you want me to suck your big, fat cock now? Want me to choke on your monster cock?”
“God, you’re fucking amazing! But …” Bob’s hands were stroking Emma’s thighs, and he couldn’t stop staring at her sweet little hot-box.
“Oh – you want to play with my body a little more?” the girl replied. Emma thought, this is probably a bad idea … but my pussy is really aching right now! “You must think I’m a total slut right now – but go ahead!”
“Jesus!” Bob muttered, but quickly began rubbing Emma’s sweltering cunt lips and clit before she changed her mind. The feel of the girl’s tender flesh was exciting - and the way the young blonde gasped and moaned at his vaginal intrusion was almost too much for the man. “God damn you are fucking hot!”
Bob’s fat fingers explored every crevice and fold, rubbing and pinching to his heart’s content. He hesitated at the entrance of her pussy before burrowing two thick fingers in, Emma’s blistering wetness completely inviting. Next he slowly finger-fucked Emma, plunging his fingers deeper and deeper, faster and faster, much to the blonde’s delight. Within minutes her wet snatch was convulsing in pleasure, gripping his digits with a velvety smoothness. Emma’s smutty juices flowed freely now, and before long she tensed her body, closed her eyes, and experienced a sweet orgasm.
“Mmmmmmm – that felt great, baby!” she cooed, her body slowly cooling down. When she finally regained her senses, she knew that it was time for the blowjob.
Chapter Two
Bob’s cock was straining for release underneath her, and it felt incredibly rock-hard. Emma giggled as she pulled out Bob’s dick so that it now jutted up between the two of them.
She said, “I’m such a little whore – getting your cock all dirty with my nasty cunt juices! I’m such a bad little girl! I think I’m going to have to clean it all up … with my tongue!”
“God, yes!” the man groaned in desire.
With the slippery cock heavy against her sticky snatch and belly, the sexy blonde began stroking it with both hands, making Bob groan out even more. On a lark, the girl leaned in close to give him a slow, sensuous kiss on the lips, which ended up being a few minutes of deep tongue lashing between the pair as Bob grabbed the blonde’s ass and ground her pussy lips up and down his aching dick.
She eventually disengaged from their kiss – Bob reluctantly so – and leaned back. Emma looked delectable leaning back with her hands on his knees and back arched – her body with a thin sheen of sweat and sticky ice cream residue, tits proudly high in the air, nipples erect, legs and pussy spread wide, with Bob’s big dick b
obbing up in the air between the two. She quickly got onto her knees and began to lick and nibble on Bob’s iron-hard dick, pulsating with a feverish need for release.
It was a sloppy and messy blowjob, but she was a master at fellatio and instinctively knew Bob would enjoy this technique more. With Bob’s obscenely large cock before her, Emma spat, slurped and swallowed her way to blowjob heaven. Her red lips worked their way up and down the long shaft, kissing and nibbling along the way. Her sinfully hot tongue would lick and play with the throbbing thickness with glee, soft flesh against hard flesh, delving into the folds of the skin right beneath the bulbous cock-head. Her teeth would gently nibble that same cock-head, and when she stuck had his pole between her lips and sucked, it was like nothing he’d ever felt before. Emma’s mouth was like a scorching wet hole of sex-drenched indecency – when she finally swallowed Bob’s entire length he nearly fell off his chair!
After fifteen minutes, the ice cream man couldn’t take it anymore. He stood up, began move his hips back and forth, and thrust his twitching cock into Emma’s hungry mouth. She didn’t stop Bob as he grabbed her head with his hands and fucked her mouth hard and deep, making her take every inch of his thick cock so that he could feel himself hitting the back of her throat while his balls slapped against her wet, spit-drenched chin.
“FUCK, YES!” Bob shouted, furiously deep-throating the hot blonde, his cock a blur going in and out of her mouth, the only sound in the small van being the wet slapping and slurping sounds emanating from Emma’s mouth.
Meanwhile, Emma could barely breath, wondering how long she would have to gag on his dick. But luckily for the girl Bob was near orgasm; he grunted, pushed his cock deep down her throat, and then began to cum.
“FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, FUCK!! YES!!” Bob screamed intensely.
Emma had no choice but to swallow Bob’s thick loads of semen, ingesting three desperate gulps before he pulled out and unleashed two loads in her mouth. Next he jerked his remaining few spurts of jism onto Emma’s gorgeous face; landing on her cheeks, nose and mouth, the thick white strands of ropy fluid defiling her beauty.
