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Nowadays, ice cream stands are getting more and more sophisticated, offering
dozens of different flavours with strange and exciting names like ‘Death By
Chocolate’, ‘Strawberry Strangulation’, and ‘Chunky Choke Cherry’. But I have
discovered a really special stand near the Canadian coast where the special of
the day truly does involve a certain amount of choking and gagging, at least for
the pretty blonde server girl.
I had driven by the place many times on my vacation, but never stopped. But, on
this day, I wanted something tasty for dessert, after having downed a steak
during a BBQ party with friends and went for a drive to see what flavours this
place offered. When I got there, a line was waiting, and people were impatient.
Even though the neon sign said ‘Open’, there was no one serving customers. The
stand itself was attached to a little restaurant, and it seemed people were in
there. One of the women in line had popped into the restaurant to ask about
getting ice cream and had been told the girl who served ice cream was just in
the back and would be right back. So people waited.
I was in no hurry and thought the old-style ice cream stand, with the big open
front was cute, so I stepped back and pulled out my digital camera to take a
picture or two. After taking the picture, I decided to see what they looked
like; so I scrolled around and magnified them to see what I could see. Imagine
my surprise when I came to the right extreme of the picture and saw,
unmistakable in the back of the booth but hidden from where people were
standing, a pretty blonde girl on her knees giving a blowjob to… I couldn’t
believe it… could that be an old man?
Trying to be as inconspicuous as possible, I side-stepped a little over to my
right and a little closer to the stand. Then I magnified what was in my scope
and took a few more pictures. I reviewed these new ones, and now there was no
mistaking what I had captured on film. This pretty blonde was wearing a dark
pink sweater, and extremely tight and extremely short camel coloured shorts, and
most definitely was blowing a man who had white hair and couldn’t have been less
than 70 years old. I took more pictures, and even used the option to take
ten-second action videos to capture about a minute of the young girl at work.
Finally, she stopped bobbing her head, her hands resting quietly on the old
man’s knees, and stared up at him. I knew that he was filling her mouth with
cum. Sure enough, within about 10 seconds, she slid off him, swallowed, and
started to lick him clean. She then let him out a back door and rushed to the
front, apologizing to everyone in line for the delay. Overall, I had been in
line about 5 minutes, and no one had left or seemed too upset. I waited my turn.
The closer I got to the front of the line, the more I marvelled at the pretty
blonde working the stand. She had long, blonde hair in a pony-tail that reached
to the middle of her back. She had blue eyes and the sweetest young face and
warmest smile. She apologized sincerely to each and every customer for the
delay, and all forgave her. I enjoyed most when she turned to retrieve ice cream
from the various big bins behind her. As she bent over to reach deep into a bin
with her scoop, I marvelled at her amazing little ass in those tight short
shorts. Man! It was sweet! Being at the back of the line, I pulled out my camera
to take a few more pictures. The woman in front of me with her kids gave me a
somewhat disapproving glance, but said nothing. I just smiled and put my camera
away.
Finally, it was just me and the girl, whose nametag said ‘Sophie’.
“I’m so sorry for the delay,” the girl said sweetly. “What would you like to
have?”
I stunned her a bit by pulling out my digital, taking a quick picture of her and
then asking her how old she was.
“Uh,” she said nervously. “I’m eighteen.”
“You look younger,” I said.
Now she really seemed nervous. “No,” she shook her head. “I just turned
eighteen.”
“I believe you,” I said with a smile, not sure that I did. This seemed to relax
her a bit.
“So… what would you like to have?” she repeated.
“Hmmm,” I said slyly. “I guess I’d like to have what the old man in the back was
having.”
She couldn’t help but gasp a bit. “What do you mean?” she asked nervously.
I then proceeded to show her some of the pictures I had saved on my camera. Her
mouth dropped. Finally, since no one else was in line, she asked me to step into
the restaurant, to my left, where she’d meet me. And she disappeared. I took a
moment to put my camera into the holder attached to my belt, and then slowly
sauntered to the restaurant door. When I entered, Sophie was standing with and
talking to a woman who appeared about forty; from her blonde hair and face,
there was no mistake that this was Sophie’s mother, who glanced my way when she
saw me come in. I waited a minute, and then the mother returned to her work
behind the food counter and Sophie came back up to me.
“Do you want to come with me?” she asked me; and I nodded and followed her. Man!
Her ass looked sweet in those shorts. At one point, in her nervousness, she
brushed against a table she was passing, knocking a pencil the floor. As she
squatted down to pick it up, I could see that she was wearing light pink cotton
panties… very cute!
She led me past through the front part of the ice cream stand, where she had
been serving customers, where no one was waiting. I then followed her past all
the bins and turned left to follow her to the very back, past a huge
silver-coloured stand up freezer, where there was a big sink against the right
wall. She asked me to lean against the sink and then slipped down to her knees.
As nervous as she was, she knew exactly what to do. She reached up to undo my
belt and zipper, asking me, as she undid my belt buckle, if I wanted to hold my
camera so it wouldn’t fall. I took it out of its case and held it. She then
lowered my zipper and fished into my boxers for my still soft but swelling dick.
“How much is this?” I asked her.
“Just leave a tip,” she said, matter-of-factly, her eyes darting over to a
little table to her left where, sure enough, there was a little jar that said
‘Tips’. And then she took me into her mouth. I couldn’t believe how skilled she
was. As nervous as she had been speaking with me and fumbling with my zipper and
belt, now she seemed confident, slowly and rhythmically sliding her mouth up and
down my shaft, her eyes open and either staring straight ahead or up at me
smiling down at her. I brought my camera up to my face to take a picture of her
the next time she looked up and, instead of looking away or trying to hide her
face, she just stopped and posed, my now hard cock several inches into her
mouth.
“Hmm hmm?” she asked.
I nodded, took a few more pictures, and then she resumed. Every time she slid
forward into my crotch, she angled her head a little different to let her soft
moist tongue run along a slightly different part of my shaft. And the amount of
suction she applied with her cheeks was just perfect. Man! She knew what she was
doing. And man! Did she ever look good with a cock in her mouth! About this
time, I noticed that there was a reflection of her in the freezer, showing her
cute little bum in those shorts, in addition to her white tennis shoes and
pink-rimmed ankle socks. I took a few pictures of that.
Shortly after this, she started to deep throat me, every inch of my eight-inch
bat disappearing inside her mouth as she pressed her cute little nose into my
belly. She held me like this for several seconds, and then started pumping
again, still slow and sure and in perfect rhythm. She’d been on me about 5
minutes when her mom rounded the corner. I had just reached down her back to
fondle her sweet ass through her pants, while Sophie deep-throated me.
“How’re you doin’, Sweetie?” Mom asked calmly.
I stood up abruptly, but Sophie just slid back a bit, at least 4 of my inches
still in her mouth.
“Hmm hmm,” Sophie answered brightly, pausing for just a second, tilting her head
towards the middle-aged woman to look at her, but never taking her mouth off me.
“Are you her mom?” I asked the woman, VERY nervously.
She nodded and smiled.
“There’s a car that’s just pulled in and I think they want ice cream,” she then
told her daughter, who had resumed bobbing her head to and fro.
“Hmm hmm,” Sophie replied. And then her mother smiled at me and left.
I am not sure that my cock ever had tingled so much as just seconds before I
shot my load into Sophie’s sweet mouth. I grunted a few times, trying my best
not to make noise in case whoever was waiting for ice cream would pop over to
look, like I had. Then my whole body started to jerk. I slipped my camera into
my pocket and grabbed Sophie’s head with both hands to hold her secure while I
convulsed, jet after jet of semen and sperm erupting into her mouth. As she had
done with the other man, Sophie just rested her hands on my knees (as they had
been virtually the entire blowjob) and peered up at my face with her gorgeous,
big blue eyes.
‘Are you SURE you’re eighteen?’ I thought to myself. Man! She looked sweet!
I have no doubt that I emptied the biggest load of my life into this gorgeous
little blonde’s mouth. She calmly waited until I was done, and then she started
to slide her mouth back and fro over my shrinking shaft, her mouth still filled
with my cum. The tingling this caused was even more intense than I’d felt before
I’d shot my load… it was almost painful… but also so amazingly wonderful. It was
only when I was fully soft that she slid off my dick.
“Hmm hmm?” she asked me.
I pulled out my camera, she opened her mouth to proudly display her reward, and
I shot several pictures.
“Okay,” I told her finally.
She then closed her lips, smiled, and swallowed. She took my back in her mouth
and applied suction to draw the last cum out of my pisser, then swallowed that,
and finally licked me clean. Her hands, now calm and confident, nimbly did up my
belt and zipper as she smiled up at me.
“Thanks,” she said.
I reached down with one hand to take one of hers and help her up. I walked over
to the tip jar to see what others had left, and was stupefied to see that the
cup was two-thirds filled, but entirely with coins… everything from pennies to
two dollar coins… men quite literally were paying this beautiful blonde with
their spare change. I emptied my pockets of all the change I had, $6.21 worth.
She thanked me and opened the back door to let me out.
“Do you live around here?” she asked me, her voice hopeful.
“I’m on vacation,” I said, “But I’ll be around all summer.”
“I hope to see you again.”
As I returned to my car, I saw that Sophie was serving ice cream to a family of
five, again apologizing for the delay. Sophie smiled and waved at me as I waited
there in my front seat, just watching her.
I stayed there for awhile, lost in thoughts and possibilities. After about ten
minutes, Sophie’s mom arrived leading another old man to meet her daughter.
Sophie and the man shook hands, and then she led him to the back as the Mom
returned to the restaurant. I got out of my car and pulled out my camera. No one
else was around this time, so I stepped right up to the counter and leaned in
fill up the rest of my memory card with pictures and video shorts of Sophie in
action. Her eyes glanced my way a couple of times, but she just continued
blowing the man she was with.
Needless to say, I was back the next evening. Sophie was wearing a light green
t-shirt and tight white short shorts, and clearly was pleased to see me. Even
her Mom gave me a big smile.
“Are you REALLY eighteen?” I asked Sophie later as she sucked my bone in the
back.
She paused to look up at me… “Hmm hmm,” she said with a shrug, and then resumed
her sucking, all the while laughing inside.
I’ve been back every day since. On cooler days, like we have on the N.B. coast,
instead of shorts, Sophie wears tight designer jeans that also look (and feel)
unbelievable on her. I bought her a framed 6 x 3 foot mirror with a magnetic
back to attach to the big freezer in the back, to make taking pictures of Sophie
from the back and side possible and clearly better than the freezer reflections
I initially filmed, and Sophie thought that was “very sweet”. I also brought a
couple of my friends out to meet her, so she can have a “little more less-mature
meat” than all the old guys I usually see her with; and Sophie that that was
“really sweet” too. It was a bit of a squeeze fitting all three of us guys
around Sophie in her little back ‘office’, but we managed. Sophie’s talented
mouth brought us all to climax within 10 minutes, so she playfully blew us all
again. And we handed the camera around to get lots and lots of wonderful
pictures of her from all angles.
I also went into the city one day to buy her a really cute matching satin bikini
panties and bra combination, decorated with pink and purple flowers, that looked
like they might be a bikini swim suit, but truly were bra and panties. Sophie
asked her Mom if she could wear that combination with heels once in a while (and
nothing else) and Mom just laughed and said ‘Yes’. The first day Sophie wore her
panties and bra, I stuck around for hours, taking pictures and trying to capture
the various stunned expressions of patrons who couldn’t seem to make up their
mind if the young lady serving them was in a swimsuit or sexy underwear. Sophie
thought it all was great fun. And, of course, she blew several more than usual
that day (at least a dozen) and made more than $55 in tips.
But what she thought was the sweetest ‘gift’ of all was when I showed up one
evening with new letters to put on her ice cream flavour board. Of course, I
waited until there were no customers waiting in line. Then Sophie watched me as
I added a new ‘special’ flavour: ‘Sophie’s Deep Throat Truffle’. Sophie laughed
and was very pleased.
“What are you going to say when some mom asks what it is?” I asked her.
“I’ll just say that it’s my favourite, but mostly older guys like it,” she
laughed again.
As it turns out, by now, most people in town had figured out what Sophie was
doing in the back of that ice cream booth, because of all the shop talk that
occurred between old men in barber chairs and the local coffee shop. But no one
seemed to object; in fact, Sophie sometimes had men order the deep throat
truffle with their wives or girlfriends right there nodding their approval. I
mean, who could blame a man for wanting to pork the mouth of a pretty blonde
teen in short shorts! The girlfriends would wait and eat their ice cream cones
while their boyfriends were in the back feeding Sophie. Some girls even came
into the back themselves to take pictures.
“You’re sure you’re 18?” everyone asked her, because of her sweet young face.
“Uh huh,” she always answered cheerily if asked at the front, “Hmm hmm” with a
brisk nod if she was answering in the back.
As for me, my summer passed far too quickly. I visited Sophie every day at the
ice cream stand, to stand while Sophie kneeled and blew. I always told her about
my day as she listened intently, staring up at me while bobbing her head. One
day, her mom, who knew I was her daughter’s most regular customer, asked if I
wanted to pop over for dinner at their home on a day when someone else was
tending the shop. Sophie then asked if I’d pop over earlier, to take her
horseback riding, since that was one of the activities I’d told her about. I
told her I was happy to, arriving in fact just after breakfast. Sophie was
wearing the exact same outfit she’d worn that first day I’d caught her in the
act… her camel-coloured short shorts, dark pink top, pink-rimmed ankle socks and
white tennis shoes. Her mom met me at the door too, and asked if I could just
wait a minute, because she was just finishing up making a picnic lunch for us.
When she returned with a picnic basket a few minutes later, Sophie already was
on her knees in the front hall blowing me. Her mom just smiled and commented
that her daughter probably wouldn’t need much lunch.
Sophie had never ridden a horse before. I helped her up onto hers, my hand
strategically supporting her bum to help her raise herself onto the big black
stallion she had been assigned, and then continuing to rest on her sweet behind
as the stable hand slowly led the horse around the pen a few times to give
Sophie confidence. Finally, however, we were off, taking it slow along a gentle
trail to go to a nice little meadow about a three kilometres away. By the time
we got there, it was nearly lunch time. I stood to eat my sandwich, only because
Sophie insisted that her lunch was between my legs.
In fact, it was while she was on her knees servicing me that she glanced over to
see both stallions as their members slowly lengthened. She couldn’t believe how
big they were.
“Can you hold them if they start moving around?” she asked me.
I nodded. But I basically just moved around with my camera taking hundreds of
pictures of Sophie with each horse as she dropped to her knees again for some
very unexpected fun. Several minutes into the second horse, she waved me over to
join in. So I went to stand next to the horse’s left hind leg facing Sophie, and
whipped my item out. Sophie immediately lunged onto it with her mouth and
started on me. Of course, both her hands had to support the horse, so she was
all mouth on me. The second time she latched onto me, I told her just to relax
and open her throat. Then I grabbed her head with both hands and started pumping
her face for all I was worth. Sophie just stared up at me with big eyes as I
repeatedly rammed myself down her throat. Then, after about thirty seconds of
this, she returned to Starbuck (cute name, eh?). As luck would have it, a couple
of older boys from Sophie’s school came by on horses about then, and I handed my
digital to one of them and my videocam to the other. Sophie alternated between
the horse and me while her eyes darted between cameras. Near the end, I was
driving my rigid rod so hard and deep down her throat that I bumped her cute
little nose with my belly every time. I could hear the gurgling gulp sound every
time my cock-head popped past her tonsils. All she could do was lean forward
from the waist with her head tilted back and her mouth opened as wide as
possible to give me unlimited access to her throat, her eyes watching my face
appreciatively. Of course, this meant she was neither kneeling fully upright or
with her bum resting on her shoes. Instead, her cute little bum was jutted out
and held about 4 or 5 inches above her shoes, the top of her baby blue satin
bikini panties showing out the waist of her shorts, the shorts themselves as
tight as they could be. (Later, she was thrilled at how cute her bum looked in
all these pictures and the video). She had to kneel upright a bit more when she
worked the horse, but this looked great too.
The horse erupted first. Of course, Sophie already knew about the ferocity and
amazing volume of a horse’s stream from the first horse… so she sputtered only a
little bit the second time. My volume couldn’t even come close to comparing; but
the blonde teen moaned appreciatively as I gave her all the seed and sperm I
could muster. And, as always, she made my cock tingle like crazy by continuing
to slide up and down its length as I shrank, and only popped off to swallow my
cum when I was fully soft. Of course, now there were four new rods to suck. So
the video-cam was handed back to me while Sophie confidently tackled another
rider and ride; and then the final rider and ride. It was past two when Sophie
got to see anything but the underside of a horse so she could ride back to the
stables.
We got back to Sophie’s home about four, and she took me up to her room. It was
mostly pink, with lots of posters on the walls, and several ‘Sixteen’ magazines
scattered around. There also was a computer on a little desk that piqued my
interest, as well as old grade 10 math and science books. ‘Hmmm,’ I thought to
myself.
“I’ll have to get you some of horses now,” I kidded her, my mind returning to
all her posters. I then told her I wanted to use her computer for a few minutes
to upload today’s pictures onto the ‘cute little website’ I’d created for her.
She was very excited. I told her not to peak, and she didn’t. But, after I was
done, she pulled me to my feet, walked me over to her bed and pushed me back
onto it. No sooner had my back and butt hit the mattress than Sophie was on top
of me again, her hands undoing my zipper and then her mouth finding my cock.
There was a big mirror on her wall so that I got to watch Sophie working from
the side, including her cute little butt as it hung over the side of the bed.
(I’m not sure if it was because of nostalgia or what, but those shorts still
were my favourite.) Mom entered the room to once again find her daughter’s mouth
wrapped around my bone. And again he just smiled and shook her head.
“After you’ve finished having your fun, why don’t you come down to dinner?”
“Hmm hmm,” Sophie answered.
Dinner was fried chicken and rice and corn and great! I met Sophie’s older
sister, Kate, who had slightly shorter, but still shoulder-length light brown
hair, and who definitely appeared to be at least a year or two older than her
sister.
“How old are you?” I asked Kate.
“Eight… I mean, nineteen,” she answered, catching herself and glancing quickly
towards her mom. She then went on to explain that she was starting university,
as a freshman, in just a few weeks.
Over the meal, I told both Mom and Kate about Sophie’s website, and offered to
show everyone after we’d finished eating. Mom, especially, could hardly wait,
and suggested we put off dessert.
Soon, we all were huddled around Sophie’s computer as I typed in…
“Sophie_TheTeenageSlut.com” and the home page appeared. Mom and Sis were
astounded by the tens of thousands of pictures of Sophie blowing me and many
other men in her ‘back office’, including some cruder ones from my first days
holding my one digital, to many, many great pictures from many angles from all
the mini-cameras I’d installed quite early on (with Mom’s permission). I also
had several full-length videos of Sophie in action. Sophie, Kate and their Mom
loved everything. But when Kate saw today’s pictures, she gasped.
“Oh my God, Sis!” she said, smiling and then laughing. “You really ARE a teenage
slut!”
But everyone truly was proud of her, she looked just so pretty looking right
into the camera, her big blue eyes wide open, first with one horse and then the
other in her mouth. I’d brought my video cam too, so there was full video
coverage, including both times Sophie’s mouth suddenly was filled with so much
creamy fluid that a bit leaked out the sides. She swallowed everything both
times though, which impressed even me.
This time, it was Kate who pulled me out of my chair to lean me up against the
wall so she could ‘punish me’ for being such a bad boy. I handed Mom my camera
and she happily squatted down to film Kate as she put my poor bone through the
cock-sucking of its life, and I entertained myself by watching Sophie’s sister’s
also sweet ass, in tight, dark navy blue jeans, in that wall mirror.
“So… did you JUST turn eighteen?” I asked Kate as she bobbed her head to and
fro.
“Hmm hmm,” she answered, absently.
And then she resumed her rhythmic pumping, while her Mom and younger sister just
shook their heads in disbelief and laughed.
I spent my last evening enjoying a home-cooked meal, lovingly prepared by
Sophie’s Mom while I porked both of her daughter’s mouths in the living room.
Kate was wearing a short skirt and panties, so we even tried a little bit of the
ass-to-mouth thing, me fucking Kate’s ass while Sophie kneeled nearby, waiting
to taste my rod and everything on it when it emerged. Let’s just say that Katie
didn’t disappoint and Sophie got a soft and brown taste treat, which she
accepted hungrily. Everyone was sad that I’d be leaving the area until the next
summer, but delighted that I’d offered to fly Sophie out to visit me in the big
city one long weekend a month, starting tonight.
“I even bought her a ticket,” I grinned.
Sophie’s knees nearly buckled, she was so excited.
“Best of all,” I continued, “there’s a pimp I know who I’ve already called. He’s
ready to put Sophie to work downtown on Friday and Saturday nights, starting
tonight. He probably won’t pay her yet, but he’s promised to buy some really
great outfits for her to wear for work (I’m talking jeans so tight and heels so
high Sophie can wear them in any town anywhere and immediately draw customers).
It would be great experience for her.”
Hearing all this, Sophie’s eyes looked to her mom longingly. Mom, in turn,
looked at me to ask if I was sure that Sophie wouldn’t just be standing around
all night with nothing to do if she wasn’t making money for Brutus.
“Oh No! Not Brutus!” I laughed. I knew he’d make sure Sophie had a good time and
got some great experience for later. “He’s got dozens and dozens of biker
buddies he usually has his girls do for free, and he’ll just have Sophie suck
them. Besides, he’ll make Sophie promise to come back to work for him for a few
years when she’s a bit older, so it’ll be more than worth it for him”, I said.
“Trust me… Sophie’s mouth will be filled 90% of the time she’s with me. And
Katie’s welcome too,” I said, holding up another ticket. “Twenty dollars per
blowjob for her.”
At this, Mom smiled, looked back lovingly at her two daughters, and reminded
them to both bring little make-up kits to fix their lipstick between clients.
You’ve never seen two teenage girls pack so fast!
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