Steve Golden - The sitter loves to suck

"It's true," she answered quietly. "That's all he thinks about. The guy has a one-track mind."

Doug glanced at her shyly. "Did you suck his cock?" he asked finally.

She looked right back at him. "Doe it make a difference, whether or not I sucked him off?"

They stood there on the sand staring at each other. It was growing dark, and they couldn't see each other's face clearly. Lisa wasn't sure what was going through his mind. Guys sometimes had such weird ideas when it came to sex. Some of them considered a girl a whore if she sucked a guy off, for instance. She wondered if that was what he thought of her. Why had he asked her out then?

"I did suck his cock, yes," she replied simply. "I've sucked lots of cocks lately. I enjoy it. I love to suck cock. What's the big deal?"

For a second, she thought he was going to walk away. But then before he could do anything she was dropping onto her knees on the sand. Her fingers were fumbling with his fly and belt. She was opening his pants, reaching inside, wrangling out his cock with her long slender fingers.

She began to pump his prick in her hand, staring up at him all the while with her big blue eyes. Then she dipped her head and slipped the head of his cock between her lips. His cock was soft and puffy as she began curling her tongue around and around it, but within seconds she felt his cock thickening, swelling in her mouth. Her lips slid lower on the cock, drawing in several inches of prickshaft.

"Lisa, you don't have to…" he muttered, gazing down at her blonde head. He glanced up and down the lake edge to make sure no one was around.

"Mmnimmffffff!" she growled, sucking in another couple of inches of cock. The cockshaft was growing quickly, thickening and stiffening as she worked on it. Her pretty blonde head dipped up and down, up and down. She made wet slurping sounds on the growing prick.

"I didn't mean anything… when I asked about Hawkins," he muttered. "I heard stories, that's all. I was curious. I got to thinking about you and him… together."

He was breathing funny. He was growing more and more excited by the minute. His cock was sticking out from his pants now in a long thick pole. Her fingers had wrapped tightly around its base and while she sucked the cockhead she pumped her fist up and down evenly. Her free hand snaked into his pants and scooped under his balls. She began to squeeze his balls gently.

"I guess I was jealous, thinking about Hawkins and you and all those other guys…" he went on. "All I could think about was you sucking Hawkins cock…"

"Well, now I'm sucking your cock, so it doesn't matter, does it?" she gasped, suddenly pulling her mouth off his solid cock. She gazed up at him in the half-light and licked her lips. "I told you. I like to suck cocks I also like to fuck. I like to take cocks every which way. Up my ass and between my tits. If we're going to go on seeing each other, you'll have to get used to that, Doug."

Before he could answer she sank her mouth back onto his prick and started sucking roughly, jacking the cock base up and down in her fist and wriggling her tongue very which way an the bloated cockhead. He groaned softly and his hands came up to caress her head. He swept the hair up over her temples so that he could see her cheeks hollow and swell.

"I know… I know it…" he grunted. "But it's not easy, you know. It takes some getting used to, having the girl you like fuck around so much."

For a while she didn't say anything more. She simply sucked and pumped his cock, till it was as hard and long as it was going to get. She fondled his balls with her free hand and drew his balls out into the open where she could see them. When she finally pulled her mouth off his cock she began licking up and down the cockshaft hungrily.

"I don't want a boyfriend. I don't want just one guy," she muttered, scraping her tongue lower, over the wrinkled hairy pouch of his balls. "No restrictions, understand?"

"Yes… yes," he croaked. He was growing weak in the knees. Her mouth and hand were driving him crazy.

"Okay then," she said. "Maybe now you'd better get down to business and fuck me. I think your cock is hard enough." She suddenly let go of his prick and stared up at him with big, teasing eyes. She licked her lips and smiled at him.

"Fuck you?" he moaned, his voice thick and stupid.

"Yeah. Shove your cock up my cunt and ram it in and out. You know, what we tried to do before one time."

"Fuck you?" he repeated. He stood there staring down at her, his cock jutting out from his pants.

She unhooked his belt quickly, drew his pants and shorts down off his crotch. He groaned softly as she bent down his hard-on in the process. His cock suddenly snapped upward as it was freed from his shorts. His cock swayed heavily in the air, and a fat pearl of pre-cum oozed form the cocktip and hung there.

"Fuck me. I want you to," she muttered. And she fell back on the sand, lifted her dress, showed him the tufted mound of her cunt. She was wearing no panties, just her black garter belt and sheer stockings. She spread her legs for him, raising her knees.

"What are you wearing? Shit!" he wheezed. He glared down at the black strips of her garters and the hairy triangle of her bare cunt between them. Her cunt was opening for him, gaping beneath the blonde pussy hair.

"Just fuck me. Fuck me!" she groaned she slipped the top of her dress off her shoulders, folded it down to expose her big beautiful tits. She wriggled there in front of him, using her hands to press her tits together.

He moaned deeply. Then he dropped to his knees, his pants and shorts still tangled around his ankles. He wasn't sure where to start. She was all spread out for him there like some life-sized doll. He wanted to suck her tits. He wanted to eat her pussy. He wanted to fuck her so bad his balls were aching. He took his cock in his hand, jerking it up and down strongly.

"Shove your cock up my cunt! Fuck me!" she groaned. She planted her fingers in her puffy cunt lips and tugged them apart, showing him a great deal of pink pussy skin. "Cram your cock up my pussy! Please!"

Doug finally tilted his cock down, slotted the great cockhead between the gaping slabs of her pussy lips. He moved forward, fucking the cockhead into her cunt. She let go of her cuntlips, let them fold snugly around his straining prick. He rammed forward, fucking more than half his cock into her cunt. After a brief pause, he lunged forward again and fucked the rest of his hard-on into her pussy.

"Yes! Oh yes!" she moaned. She lifted her legs, wrapped them over his haunches. She could feel his cock throbbing inside her cunt. She began to hump her belly at him hungrily.

"Oh fuck! Oh fuck!" he moaned. And he began fucking in and out of her pussy, burying his cock deep on each and every fuck-stroke.

He couldn't believe this was finally happening, that he was fucking Lisa at last, after dreaming about it so long. And she'd sucked his cock. What a strange, crazy little girl she was. All the time he'd known her she'd been so quiet and shy. She was like some kind of cock-crazed slut. She couldn't seem to get enough cock.

He wondered if all the stories he'd heard about Lisa were true. That she fucked the men she babysat for, that she'd actually fucked with all those rowdy friends of Tom Hawkins'. She'd as good as admitted that. She loved sex, all kinds of sex, she'd said. She craved cock. Should it make any difference to him? Did he want her less because of all that?

Doug didn't know. He couldn't say. He didn't even know if he'd want to see her again after tonight. But one thing was for sure. He couldn't have stopped himself now, no matter what. He was having the fuck of his life with the sexiest girl he'd ever known. He was going to make the most of this fuck, just in case it was the last time.