Friday, 9 March 2012

Chapter 28: The Top of the Stairs

Rikki lives at number 27. You can read all of her stories here.

Rikki is 22 and lives with her parents. She is rude, uncouth, spoilt and has no job or prospects.

She needs to act her age. Her parents, Gavin and Mo, rang me up and asked me to babysit for them.

"Babysit? For Rikki? She's 22?"

"We know," said Gavin on the phone. "But she's grounded and we have an engagement we can't get out of tonight. I know it's weird but she really needs to be kept on a tight leash. She's out of control."

You may remember that a few weeks ago I found Rikki, drunk, in the street with her friend Penny. They shouted abuse at me and then got picked up by a total stranger. I later found out they spent the whole night sucking and fucking.

"OK," I said, "I'll do it but you owe me. Your daughter IS out of control."

I got there at 8pm. Gavin and Mo were dressed up like dog's dinners. They said Rikki was upstairs in her room sulking. They left. I got a beer. I watched TV. It was Friday. There are usually good music documentaries on BBC4 on Fridays. I didn't hear anything for an hour, then I heard a shout from upstairs.

"Old man! Old Man! Are you down there?"

Rikki called me old man to annoy me but I actually quite liked it.

"Yes," I replied.

"Let me go out. Let me see my friends. I won't tell my parents you let me, honest."

"Shut the fuck up and go back to your room little girl," I said.

"Fuck you," screamed Rikki.

Ten minutes later I heard her again. "Come her old man, come here and see."

I walked out to the hallway and looked up the stairs and there she was.


Rikki was a skinny little slut. Small tits and long legs. She wore a red striped cropped top that showed off her perfect, flat belly. She wore a tiny mini skirt and black red striped thigh highs. She wore cheap, trashy white stilettos and I could see her red panties. She looked cheap, ridiculous and gorgeous.

"You look like a fucking clown," I said.

"What do you know Grandad," barked Rikki. "I look good and I'm making you hard."

She threw ridiculous shapes like a girl who had watched too much porn. It was true, I did feel a minor tingling in the crotch of my jeans.

"What are you doing," I asked.

"Watch me," said Rikki. "Watch me dance for you then let me go out and see my friends."

"I don't want to watch you dance and I will not let you out."

Rikki ran her hands up her smooth slim belly. She threw her boney hips from side to side. She wasn't curvy like the girls I usually like. She was a scrawny, street skank with no meat on her, but there was something undeniable about her. She had a hard dirty face and a big cock sucking mouth.

"I've seen you look at me in the street old man," said Rikki. "I know you go home and wank about me. You thinking about fucking my slutty face. You dream of my young cunt."

"You are honestly not my type," I said. "I prefer big tits and arses, you know, real women. Not thin little leaches that live in the gutter."

"My tits are small and beautiful old man. They always make old men and young boys come. They make you think I'm younger than I am. They make you feel wrong, bad and horny."

"If you say so, Rikki."

Rikki sat down on a stair. She pulled her knees together but kept her high heeled shoes apart. I could see the soft, white skin of her thighs and the sweet red mound where her scarlet panties covered her cunt.


"That's it old man," said Rikki. "Look at what you can't have. Look at what you can't afford. Look at my soft unblemished youth and dream of all the days you can never have back. Think of all the pretty young girls you fucked in your twenties and how you could never have them now."

"Shut the fuck up," I said.

"Think of my cunt, old man. Think of how a twenty two year old cunt might taste to an old fucker like you. Do you think it would taste good? I've been told mine tastes the best."

"I've heard your cunt tastes like a dirty old kebab, stuffed with oily rags. I've heard that you've whored that slit up and down the street three times at least."

"You talk, the talk but I can see your dick growing in your jeans. Listen old man, I'll let you see my precious, little fuck hole if you let me out tonight and don't tell my parents."

"I don't want to see your cunt, go to your room, little girl."

Rikki reached up her skirt and started to tug at her cheap skimpy panties. "I'm going to show you my pussy whether you like it or not. You'll crumble before me."

"Jesus," I said. This was bad. Rikki kicked her legs out in front of her and slid her knickers down her long legs. She left them around her ankles and put her feet back down. She got her legs apart so her panties were stretched tight between them.

Her legs were wide apart, I could see her snatch.


"Look at it," she said. "Take a good long look at it. Look at my cunt, old man. Stare at my cunt."

I did. For a moment I lost myself and stared at this young slut's cunt.

"That's it you fool. Stare at my pussy. Can you smell it? Can you smell my cunt?"

I breathed in. I could smell it. "You smell like a sewer."

"Do you like a young girl like me using the word 'cunt?' Do like how brutal the consonants sound on my innocent lips. Listen. Cunt. Cunt. Cunt. Cunt. Listen to my words. Fuck....my.... cunt.......cunt." 

I knew my dick was straining inside my jeans. I knew she could see.

"Every time I say the word 'cunt' your cock twitches. Look and listen. Cunt. Cunt. Cunt. Cunt. Listen to my words. Look at your dick. Fuck. My. Cunt."

"I'm still not letting you go out," I said.

"Jesus, fucking, fucking, shitting Christ! What is it going to take. OK, look I'll suck you off ok? I'll let you shoot your Grandad junk down my throat, how about that?"

"No deal."

"Alright, perhaps you don't want it to go down my throat. Perhaps you like to see a young girl get messy. I'll let you jerk off onto my face. You can plaster my eyes shut with sad old uncle fucker jizz? Then will you let me out?"

"No, you're nothing but a silly little girl to me."

"But I can see your big, smelly dick straining to get out of your jeans? Why do you deny it? Ok this is my last offer."

Rikki got up and kicked her panties off. She turned around and bent over. She spread her ass cheeks so that I could see both of her holes.

"Right now, right here, you old fuck head. Come here and ram me. Just fuck my cunt as hard and as quick as you like. You don't have to use a condom, just throw a big dump of spunk inside my tight slit and then let me go."

"I don't want to fuck you Rikki."

"Goddam it. My arse-hole. That's all I've got. I've only been fucked in my arse twice. I'm practically an anal virgin. Just stand up here right now behind. Stick it in my fucking shitter. Please. Please. Please fuck me.

Please fuck my arse-hole.

Please fuck my shit hole.

Please, please yourself and use me.

Fuck my arse, fuck my arse, fuck my arse, please fuck my arse, please, please please."


"Go to bed Rikki. This game is over now."

"I fucking hate you so much old man," screamed Rikki as she stormed back up the stairs.

I picked up her panties went into the front room. Wanked into them and then put them in the bin.

I love living on this street.

3 comments:

  1. Very, very, hot story!

    Kisses
    Candy & Bunny

    ReplyDelete
  2. Hi Cap'n,

    That's so fucking over the top. The kind of event that will haunt your memory banks until the end of your days.

    Best,

    scott

    ReplyDelete
  3. Holy fuck! Yum… and Christ. And thanks for the orgasm. This is… delicious.

    ReplyDelete