Canon Ch. 04

She shivered and blushed even redder. "If it makes you shoot, Geoffie, I'll do it. I promise. No matter what. I'm your naked slave girl. I really am. I'm your human sex toy. I'll do anything." Her right eye was frightened but devoted, her left eager and adoring.

He grinned, and his eyebrows rose - and she felt her pussy growing wet just seeing the speculative look in his eyes. "We'll see, Punkin," he finally said. Then he looked at her frankly.

"Amy," he said softly, "this sex toy, slave girl thing - that's like the Jag. It's going to be there for fun, and I love it. But what you really are..."

She watched his face. "...is the love of my life. You are my heart. You're why I'm breathing and walking around. Don't forget that, Punkin - even when I tie you up and fuck you till you cry."

She giggled, touched and thrilled. "I love you too, Geoffie. With all my heart." She smirked. "And when you tie me up I'm going to struggle and cry and beg you to stop and love every second of it."

He grinned. "Deal. Let's go find something to eat."

Her tummy rumbled again, right on cue, and they both laughed. "Guess we'd better," she giggled, and they got out of bed.

Geoff pulled on a pair of cutoffs and a T-shirt; Amy watched, but she only put on her glasses and made no move to go to her room. He looked at her, and she smiled. "I told you I was going to go naked for you all day," she said.

He looked down. "And barefoot," he said, and she giggled and wiggled her toes at him.

"And barefoot," she smirked. Then she put her hand over her bare pussy and her arm across her breasts, and squeezed her thighs together with a childlike shiver of embarrassment. He grinned.

"Are you pretending, because you know I like that?"

She shook her head quickly. "No, Geoffie," she said in her little-girl voice. "It's kind of scary. I'm not used to going naked, and I'm not going to put any clothes on all day... And - and I don't know what you're going to make me do." She swallowed, and he saw that her nervousness was real.

"Okay," he said. "Then your first orders are..."

She watched him, wide-eyed and biting her lip.

"...don't cover yourself, and stand up straight. Stick your chest out, Amy. Show it off." He smiled as she did so, blushing. "You should be proud of those pretty tits. They're perfect."

He pointed. "Walk in front of me." Amy led the way into the kitchen, where she stood with her hands behind her back and waited for further orders. "Well?" he said. "Lunch, Punkin. Make us some lunch."

"Oh... Yeah..." She shook her head as if to clear it and went to the refrigerator.

Geoff sat at the table and watched with enjoyment as his naked beauty set about preparing sandwiches and heating up some barbecue-flavored beans. He admired her every curve and movement, every pale inch of her sweetly exposed skin. "You look good, honey," he said quietly. "You look like an angel."

She smiled back at him and blew him a kiss - then, on impulse, bent over, crouched, and pulled her pretty asscheeks apart, showing him her still-red pussy and her pink asshole. "You sure don't act like one, though," he added, and she giggled and winked at him from between her legs.

His naked waitress served him his lunch, then moved to join him, sitting in the chair beside him - but he stopped her, shaking his head. She looked at him curiously.

"Sit facing me, and don't put your legs together," he said. "I want to see all of you."

She turned her chair to face him, then sat down - and leaned back, braced her heels on the seat, and let her legs splay open wide. Her cheeks were pink. "Is this OK?" she asked. Everything she had was on display, milky-white and bare - but her pussy was still shockingly swollen and fiery-red.

His eyes widened as he chewed, and he nodded. "That'll do," he said, staring at her inflamed pussy.

After a few bites of his sandwich, he said, "Okay, that's enough for now. You can sit like you usually do."

Amy didn't move. "Don't you like this?" she asked, taking a sip from her Coke.

"Sure. But I just bit my thumb."

Amy almost choked with laughter, and Geoff grinned at her. She finally put her feet back on the floor and slid her chair up to the table, still laughing.

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After lunch, they went to the back yard for a swim. "I love seeing you go naked outdoors, pretty girl," said Geoff, watching her walk to the faux "beach."

She turned and smiled at him shyly. "I love doing it," she said. "It feels so scary and naughty." Then she giggled. "Watch this, Geoffie." she said.

As Geoff stared in astonishment, the lovely nude teen ran to the manicured putting green and did a series of cartwheels and backflips, frolicking naked on the grass and laughing with sensuous delight. "Look at me, Geoffie!" she squealed. "This is so fun! I don't have ANYTHING on!"

He sat on the bench and watched her play, marveling at her innocence and sensuality, her beauty and grace, at the wonder and the miracle of the fact that she loved him.

She finally ran whooping for the water, and did a cannonball into the deep end by the waterfall. Geoff laughed and joined her, doing a creditable cannonball himself.

They came up laughing, and proceeded to get into a splash-fight that left them both breathless. Then they relaxed against the fake rocks by the waterfall and talked for a while. Amy's long hair drifted on the water, and Geoff's bald head gleamed in the sunshine.

"This is so much fun, Geoffie," she laughed. "I always wanted to be able to run around outside without any clothes on. And now I can."

He grinned at her. "And I always wanted to have a pretty girl who would do that in front of me," he said. "And now I have one. My own little nudie cutie..."

She squealed with pleasure and splashed over to him go hug him. "Geoffie, it's so perfect! How could this be any better?"

He smiled at her, but didn't say what he thought:

I could be eighteen, too...

And that reminded him.

"Say, what was this about, this morning?" he asked, flipping the loose skin under his chin with a finger and smiling at her curiously. "I could swear I felt you playing with my turkey neck."

Amy giggled. "I was," she said.

He grinned at her skeptically. "Don't tell me you think it's sexy," he said.

She smiled. "Geoff, do you remember saying you love everything about me?" He nodded. "Well, I love everything about you too. And that's part of you. So I love it."

She snuggled up to him, lifted herself higher by his shoulders, and nipped at his wattles gently as he laughed and protested. "Ow! Now stop that!"

"That's my Geoffie's turkey neck," she said happily. "So yes, it's sexy." She kissed him there again, and his arms went around her - and he lowered his chin and kissed her on the mouth.

"I can't believe you're mine, Amy. You surprise me and amaze me a hundred times a day."

Her bare legs wrapped themselves around his waist below the water, and her arms did the same around his neck. She came in close for her kiss, her pretty mouth open, and he obliged her.

"I love you, Geoff," she whispered when their lips parted. "I want to amaze you. I want to make you laugh and smile and moan sometimes and just - just be crazy about me like I am about you." She kissed him again, her tongue teasing his.

Then she leaned back and smirked at him. "But you know what I like best?"

"Tell me."

"I like shocking you." She suddenly let go of him and dived beneath the water, and a half-second later, he felt her mouth on his cock.

"Damn," he said softly. Girl..." He shook his head, grinning, and pulled her up by her shoulders. She came up sputtering and laughing.

"What happened to your dick?" she laughed. "It's teeny!"

"Cold water does that," he said with an indulgent smile. "Didn't you know?"

She shook her head, both her eyes wide and innocent. He laughed and took her in his arms, small and wet and naked, and spun her around in the water.

She remembered the bear hug he gave her when she first arrived - was that just three days ago?

She kissed him, then climbed out of the water and up onto the faux rocks above the waterfall. As Geoff watched in renewed astonishment, she posed lewdly for him there, showing off everything she had to show, from her pretty hands to her pretty toes. She turned and twisted and bent, doing backbends and splits, squatting, kissing her toes, licking her lips with obscene pleasure, teasing him and tormenting him cruelly, outrageously.

Amy was unconscious of her beauty; but she knew exactly how her nudity and shamelessness affected Geoff, and she worked it hard, doing her best to drive him mad. She soon combined posing with dancing for him, and his mouth fell open in wonder as his eyes narrowed with lust.

He finally left the water himself; and Amy, who was in the midst of doing the Chinese splits while shyly biting a pretty pinky finger, stared at him, her strange eyes widening. Geoff's dick was fully, bouncingly erect.

"I guess the water got warmer," she breathed, staring at it as he approached her.

"You made it boil," he said. To her surprise, he walked past her and took a seat on the rocks below and behind her.

She climbed down, and saw that he was sitting with his feet in the grass and leaning back comfortably against the smooth rock.

She knew what he wanted - and realized he had picked the spot to spare her knees. She could kneel in the grass, and not on the rocks, while she sucked him off.

Amy knelt between his legs and looked up at him - one eye shy and uncertain, the other burning and eager. That was just how she felt.

Though Geoff had cum in her mouth once already, Amy had never done this before. She took his stiff bone in her small white hand, and he felt it tremble. "You'll know what to do, Punkin," he whispered reassuringly. "It'll be all right."

She nodded and began to pump his foreskin up and down, watching his face and licking her lips. She realized her mouth was watering.

As Geoff watched and she looked back at him, wishing she had her glasses on, she began to kiss and lick his swollen cock tenderly. Her pretty pink tongue slid around and around on his dickhead and slid wetly up and down beneath its tip, and Amy savored the salty-sweet flavor of his leaking pre-cum.

She explored his organ with her mouth, nibbling and kissing up and down the shaft, top, bottom and sides. She kissed and licked his balls, even taking them into her mouth and rolling them gently with her tongue. She massaged and stroked his ass and belly and thighs as she washed his genitals with her mouth, wetting every millimeter of his cock and balls with her busy tongue.

The moment finally came when the lovely, long-haired teen took his rough old dickhead into her sweet young mouth and began to move her lips and tongue on it.

Amy was new at this; but she reasoned that the idea was to make her mouth feel as much like a pussy as possible, and she let her mouth grow wet, letting her saliva flow - and she moved and slid her tongue and cheeks on it, dragging them over the sensitive rim, sucking gently and rolling her head from side to side.

Amy's eyes closed with pleasure as she worked her mouth lovingly on her strong man's dick. There was nothing in the world but that fat, rubbery knob that filled her mouth, and she tried to smoothly massage and caress every bit of it as she sucked and slobbered on it shamelessly.

Spit and pre-cum began to ooze from her lips and drool from her mouth and chin; she let it drip, and even made sure there was more. She wanted to be sloppy and slutty, as nasty as possible, as her Geoff watched her make him feel good. She began to suck rhythmically, bobbing her head up and down as she worked his sensitive knob in her mouth as sensuously and smoothly as she could.

She heard him moan, and opened her eyes; he was staring down at her, his craggy, handsome old face twisted and congested as if he were in agony. He was gripping the rocks at either side of him so hard his knotty old knuckles were white.

She stroked his shaft up and down with her cum-slippery hands and scratched lightly behind his balls with her nails. She rotated and bobbed her head and slid his dick in and out of her mouth, fucking him with it, doing her best to draw out his cum as she knelt naked on the grass at his feet.

Geoff's old cock had already shot twice that day, and it was taking a long time for Amy to pull another load up from his aging balls; but she was glad. She wanted to suck his dick naked forever. She loved it. She'd suck him for hours if he needed it, and she'd adore every second of it.

For his part, Geoff was gasping and shuddering at the feel of his young lover's mouth on his bone. She was sucking him without experience, but with total commitment and love, and that was better. Amy's mouth was by far the best he'd ever had. Only her sweet wet pussy was better - and maybe not even that. He watched her, unbelieving, stunned as well as stimulated by her youth and beauty and her absolute love and devotion.

She sensed him growing more excited, and quickened her pace; bobbing her head faster, working her mouth and tongue on his dickhead more urgently, sucking a little harder - and, remembering their shower, beginning to hum.

A low note, for maximum vibration. Geoff grimaced and shivered at Amy's astonishing cocksucking ability, and felt his cum rising.

So did Amy, and she sucked and hummed and worked on his swollen, sensitive dick even more devotedly, loving him, fucking him with her mouth, sweetly and intimately and with fervent passion. She heard him moan, and sucked him faster and faster, whipping his dickhead with her tongue, watching his agonized eyes as she slobbered all over his cock, letting their juices drool from her chin.

He likes it messy, she thought. I'll show him messy...

When she felt the first small spurt emerge from his swollen dickhead, Amy knew what to do. She lifted her head from his dick and tilted it back, with her mouth wide open and her tongue extended as far as possible - and jacked him off into her mouth and all over her face with three pretty fingers, her strange eyes on his as she made a show of enjoying his flying, squirting sperm.

He watched, staring in disbelief and jerking in intense, soul-searing orgasm, as this beautiful young teenage girl licked and lapped shamelessly at his bare, vibrating, squirting dick, taking his load all over her cheeks and nose and chin as well as in her mouth and on her tongue. She giggled happily as she reveled in his orgasm, jacking him all the way off onto her lovely face, licking and kissing his dickhead even as it spurted thick white slop all over her lips. She stick out her tongue obscenely and pulled at his dick, milking it onto her tongue and laughing as he shuddered and stared and covered her pretty face with his copious, stringy load.

As his spurts began to weaken and slow, she popped her pretty mouth back over his dickhead and sucked out a few more, working her mouth and tongue smoothly and lovingly on his supersensitive head, making him cry out at the intense sensation - and then sucking him even harder and more passionately. She gave him no mercy, working his bare, cum-slimy knob hard and wetly, immediately after he came, heedless of the sperm dripping from her face and of his cries and struggles.

Amy's universe was that swollen, slick dickhead in her mouth, and she worshiped it fervently, devotedly, holding Geoff's balls and loving him without restraint.

He finally pulled her off him, but her mouth remained extended, her tongue whipping, and her eyes on his dick, as a long skein of sperm trailed and hung from her working mouth to his fiery dickhead. She licked her lips and strained to reach it, her mouth still sucking, though empty.

Amy had been sucking his dick naked for forty-five minutes, but she didn't want to stop. She wanted more. She finally settled back on her knees and looked up, her eyes sparkling with pleasure. She licked her lips with a childlike smile on her cum-splattered face. "That was fun, Geoffie! I like doing that!"

He looked down at her, shaking his head in wonder. "You never did that before either, did you?" he asked.

She shook her head, both her eyes wide and innocent. "Did I do all right?"

Laughter sprang from his mouth and tears from his eyes at the same instant, and he slid down onto the grass and pulled her into his arms.

"Oh, Amy, Amy, Amy," he rumbled, weeping with love and joy, covering her sticky face with kisses. "You're wonderful - perfect - so sweet..."

She giggled. "Now you're just as gooey as I am, Geoffie," she said, and began to lick his cum from his mouth and wrinkled cheeks.

He watched her laughing eyes, and thought; and he understood something new, once again. How much can an old man learn in just a few days? he wondered.

"You've never been hurt, have you, Punkin?" he asked quietly.

She looked at him curiously, wiping a drop of cum from her nose and licking it from her finger. "What do you mean, Geoffie?"

"That's why you can love me so completely," he said softly. "You're not afraid. You've never given your heart and had it torn in two before your eyes."

She smiled. "And I never will, will I?" She kissed his mouth and rocked her hips, rubbing her wet pussy on his belly. She had wrapped her bare legs around his waist.

She hugged him with all four of her lovely limbs, rubbing her bare chest on his. "No, Geoffie, I've never been hurt. And I know you'll never hurt me."

He held her close, stroking her smooth young back. "No," he murmured. "Never." He rocked her, thinking, and he spoke as he thought - something she had only just taught him to do.

"You're still a baby, Punkin, and I'm going to keep you that way. You love me like the child you still are inside, and that's a miracle you can't understand; but do you know the real miracle?"

She shook her head, looking at him wide-eyed. "It's that you've taught me to love like that too." He smiled. "I haven't been a baby for a long, long time, Punkin. But here I am, naked in the playpen with you."

She laughed, not quite understanding, but happy that he was happy. Then she nipped at his dewlaps again, wriggling against him suggestively.

"My turn, Geoffie," she whispered, rubbing her breasts on his chest. "I need to cum now. Sucking you made me so hot...." He felt her pussy against his belly, warm and soft and juicy-wet.

He looked at her speculatively. "Wait here," he said. He lifted her off his lap, got up, and started for the house.

She watched him go, wondering at the strange smile he had given her as he rose. After a moment, she leaned back against the smooth rock and let the sun caress her bare skin.

Whatever it was, it would be good, she thought...

She opened her eyes a few minutes later to a sound it took her a moment to identify. The popping, rumbling animal growl of a Harley-Davidson V-Twin.... She sat up and stared, feeling a liquid quiver of fear in her belly.

Geoff sat astride the vintage motorcycle, grinning. He was wearing jeans and boots, but no shirt. He turned off the ignition, and it sputtered into silence. "Get on, Punkin," he said. "Put your feet on these." He tapped a footpeg, high on the frame of the bike behind him. "Be careful of the exhaust pipes. They're hot."

The pretty teen stood, exquisitely conscious of her nudity. "Like this?" she asked in a tiny voice. "Naked?" He nodded, his grin widening.

"Trust me," he said.

She nodded uncertainly and approached the bike, trembling a little. "Are we going to go - out on the street?" she whimpered.

He took her hand and kissed it. "You know I'd never do that to you, sweetheart," he rumbled. "Come on. Get on. You're going to like this, I promise."