Steve Golden: The sitter loves to suck

"OOOOOOH, baby, yes! Suck it like that!" she moaned. His mouth really did feel good on her tit. She rolled her head back and closed her eyes and let him suck like a contented baby. She could feel her pussy growing wet already.

Doug lifted his lips up off the one nipple and began kissing all around it hungrily. Then he was heading down alongside her tit into her cleavage, kissing and licking as he went, fraying a trail of spit behind. Up the slope of her other tit he moved, till finally he reached the second stiff nipple. He licked and kissed all around this nipple before sucking it into his mouth.

"Yes! So nice! So very nice!" she murmured sleepily. She sank a little lower in her seat. She wondered what she might like to have him do next.

"Mmmnnnmmnulfln," he groaned, nipping her tit with his teeth and circling his tongue pound and around her nipple.

"Open my pants. Feel my pussy," she muttered, trying her best to retain control of herself. She humped her crotch up at him in invitation.

Still sucking her nipple, he reached down with one hand and groped for the tab of her fly. When he found it he tugged down and the zipping sound seemed as loud as a gunshot. He stuffed his hand into her panties and ran his fingers through the lush fleece of her pussy hair. It was as far as he could go. Her jeans were too tight against her skin.

"Help me pull down my pants. Help me!" she groaned, wriggling her hips and pushing at her jeans with her hands. She lifted her ass high off the car seat.

As if he were waking up from a dream, Doug raised his mouth off one stiff nipple and stared about him. His face was dazed and flushed between the twin mounds of her lush tits. Both her nipples stuck up wet and shiny nearly an inch off her tits. They threw long shadows across her creamy skin.

"My pants! Pull my pants down!" she urged, jerking her crotch at him. Her tits wobbled and jerked lewdly.

At last he seemed to hear her. He hooked his hands into her jeans and helped her shove her jeans down off her crotch. They forced the pants over her lovely slender thighs and past her knees. Soon the jeans were free of one foot and tangled uselessly around the other. Her legs were brown and slim and lovely.

"My panties too! Take off my panties!" she croaked, and again she thrust her crotch up at him.

Doug stared at the pretty triangle of her pale-blue panties stretched tautly over the hump of her cunt. He could see the tufted curls of her pussy hair crushed under the sheer material. A couple of tiny blonde hairs peeked over the elastic top at him. His mouth fell open again, and he groaned deeply.

"Please take them off! Please!" she urged. She held her ass up several inches off the car seat. With one hand, she'd shoved down on one side of her panties, and a thick sliver of blonde cunt hair was now clearly visible.

He hesitated a second longer, then suddenly he was dipping his head, planting his mouth firmly on the covered outline of her cunt. He began licking her pussy through her panties, wetting her panties so that the shape of her cunt showed clearly through the sheer material.

"Ohhhhh! Ohhhh!" she groaned. This wasn't what she had in mind at all. She wanted to stay in control of the situation. She didn't want to lose her head this way.

"Mmmfff, mmmmmm…" he mumbled, kissing her cunt through her panties. The tip of his tongue was poking at her cunt slit.

Lisa's head reeled. Sparks were flying through her cunt again, just as they had the other night with Mr. Henderson. Why was she so easy to arouse? Was she some kind of nympho, or what? She wriggled and writhed on the car seat, and slipped slowly to one side as Doug slobbered on her crotch. She tried to force her panties down farther, but his mouth was locked solidly on her cunt.

Doug was half kneeling, half lying on one side as he concentrated on her crotch. Her eyes focused on the cock-bulge in his jeans, and suddenly she was reaching for his fly with her fingers, tugging down, peeling open his pants. She saw the large bulge in his shorts and hauled the elastic top out and down quickly.

His cock, half hard already, rolled to one side and bumped her fingers. Her mouth watered, and she wanted to grab his cock, to pull on it, to stuff his prick into her mouth. But first she had to wrangle his pants and shorts lower, and it wasn't easy, the way he was lying. It took several minutes for her to shove his clothes far enough out of the way so that she could see his balls.

"Lisa honey, what are you doing?" Doug asked, lifting his mouth off her cunt. Her panties were soggy where he had been gnawing her pussy.

"I want your cock. I want to jerk you off. I want to suck it," she panted.

His cock and balls were free at last and she curled her fingers around the heavy prickshaft and began pumping it steadily. She could feel his cock growing in her hand. His fucker was thickening and growing stiffer.

"Lisa, honey…" he groaned. Her fingers were so long and cool and gentle on his hot prick.

"I want to. I need your cock. I love it," she crooned. Her fist pumped up and down on the heavy cock and she gazed at it fondly. But she couldn't get her mouth close to his cock in her present position.

"Where did you learn to jerk a guy off like this?" he wondered absently, watching her expert hand movements. "I couldn't do it better, myself."

Lisa smiled to herself. It really was funny, she thought, but no one had ever showed her how to pump a cock. It had just now come very naturally. All she had to do was curl her fingers around his prick, and the rest seemed easy. Shucking the outer cock skin gently up and down appeared to be the most reasonable thing to do. Maybe she was a natural at certain things. Maybe sex was going to come easy to her.

"Fuck, Lisa, that feels so good. But if you keep it up like that you'll have me shooting real fast. You're a bit too good, honey." He watched her tensely.

"Pull my pants down. Take them off," she said. Again she humped her crotch at him.

This time he did what he was told, digging his fingers into the lacy material at her hips and hauling down her panties while she lifted her ass helpfully. He shoved the briefs all the way down her legs till they were tangled around one ankle with her jeans. Then he gazed at her sweet young cunt for the first time. His mouth fell open loosely.

The plump outer lips of her cunt had split to either side, and a pink rubbery circle of skin had oozed free. There were thick flaps of flesh on each side which joined at the top over the swollen button of her clit. The whole thing stuck out nearly an inch from the damp hairy lips of her outer cunt. The rubbery cunt mouth looked hungry for cock.

"Fuck, Lisa, your pussy's all swollen or something. Do you feel okay?" he asked. He glanced up at her anxiously.

"I'm just horny, honey. Touch my cunt. Put your fingers on it. Make me feel nice." While she watched him, she jacked his cock up and down with sure and steady strokes. His prick had grown huge in her pumping fist.

Doug placed two fingers on the pulpy slabs of her pussy and pried them apart. The wriggling cunt flesh inside seemed to stretch farther into the open, and her pink clit thrust out at him like a thumb tip. He touched her clit with the finger of his other hand and she writhed and jerked strangely. Then he fucked his entire middle finger up her cunt and started circling it around and around.

"Ohhh yes! Ohhh God!" she crooned, cranking her legs in and out over his hand. "Finger-fuck me like that! Oh yes!"

He jammed his finger in and out of her pussy like a small cock. And the greasy wads of pussy slime began to ooze down her cunt walls and soak his hand. He loved the feel of her wiry crotch hair against his fingers, and the soft inner wetness of her cunt as he fucked his finger in and out. He saw her naked tits rise and fall as she began to breathe more heavily.