Public Nudity/Please Mister Postman
"I'm sorry, Jeff. But I'm not supposed to let strangers into the house," you say as you continue to stroke his cock. You're a little worried he might walk away, but he just stands there, erect.
After a few more tugs, the mailman says, "Well, Kiki. I tell you what. Since you're such a nice girl, and it was just your birthday last week, I'll let you have your wish."
As he said that, you stroke his dick even harder and move your other hand to reach his balls. His privates don't feel like anything you could have imagined. Mr. Jefferson continues to keep his eyes back towards the neighborhood. He clearly doesn't want anyone to see this naked tween girl jerking him off in broad daylight. But maybe it's a good thing that he's not looking at you. You'd probably be too nervous to have any fun if he was just staring at you.
But you are having fun. A lot of fun. As you continue to give him a handjob, you start to wonder what Mr. Jefferson's giant cock would taste like. Afterall, it feels a lot different than you thought it would, so one could only imagine what it would taste like or if you could even fit it in your tiny little mouth.
Postman Jeff must've been enjoying himself. By this time, he was breathing heavily and he closed his eyes for a second. That's probably why he didn't even notice your elderly neighbor, Mr. MacKenzie, walk by with his dog. Mr. MacKenzie was like 90 years old though, and he doesn't have the best eyesight, so it's quite possible that Mr. MacKenzie couldn't see what you're doing to the mailman. But you certainly saw Mr. MacKenzie as he walked down the sidewalk right in front of your house.
You remove your hand from Mr. Jefferson's balls and wave at Mr. MacKenzie, but the old man doesn't wave back. Still, you're not entirely sure he didn't see you.
A few moments later, Mr. Jefferson opened his eyes and caught sight of the old man out of the corner of his eye. For a moment, he panicked and reached for his zipper, but you put your finger up to your lips and quietly whisper "Shh... it's okay. Mr. MacKenzie is blind as a bat."
Postman Jeff looked really nervous. "Are you sure?" he whispers back.
"Yeah," you reply, as you lick your finger. You can kind of smell Jeff's package, and now you get a little taste of it too. With your other hand, you keep vigorously stroking his dick, moving up and down his shaft. He looks away again to make sure there's no one else around, but it's clear he's going to let you keep going.
A little taste can go a long way. Now you crave that man-meat inside your mouth. You've heard stories about how men like it when girls use their mouths to pleasure them. But this is the first time you've even touched a penis, and if Mr. Jefferson was nervous about letting you do this to him in public, you're not even sure he would let you use your mouth on him.
Then again, he keeps looking around in all the other directions. You're not even sure if he's paying attention to you at all. Maybe you could just lick his dick for a quick second and he wouldn't even notice.
"Oh god, Kiki," he whispers, making sure that the neighbors don't hear. "You're so good at this. I'm going to shoot my load."
You're not really sure what that means, but you're worried that you're running out of time for some reason. If you're going to act on your impulses, you'd better do it quick!
So, what do you do?