Steve Golden - The sitter loves to suck

"You like that? Was I good?" she murmured.

And as she spoke heavy ropes of jizz slid from her lips and drooled down her chin. Cum hung from her face in white strands.

Lisa was proud of herself. In one area at least, her confidence was growing. She knew how to suck a cock. With her mouth and tongue, she'd driven Mr. Robbins out of his mind. When he'd tried to walk to the bathroom after she'd blown him, he was weak in the knees. In the future, she wouldn't have to worry about whether she could satisfy a man in this way. She had some cock-sucking experience at last.

But there was something else troubling her now. She'd had sex with three different guys in the last few days – but not once had she been fucked, not once had she had a nice thick cock up her pussy. Doug had been about to try and fuck her but had spurted his cum-load all over her before he could get his cock inside her cunt. Mr. Henderson and Mr. Robbins hadn't even tried to fuck her. This bothered Lisa.

It wasn't that they didn't want to, she told herself. They just hadn't had time. And they'd been more interested in her sexy mouth than her sweet young pussy. But whatever the reason, she wanted to correct things as soon as possible. A girl couldn't go through life just sucking cocks. She had to get fucked once in a while, too. It was only right.

She didn't have any babysitting assignments lined up, and she began to wonder where the next opportunity would arise. She didn't want to see Doug again, particularly. She wanted to fuck with someone more experienced.

The boys in school who had reputations with girls started to interest Lisa more and more. There was one named Tom Hawkins who really appealed to her.

He'd had a locker just down from hers for a long time, and she'd often noticed him watching her between classes, a cocky, confident look in his eyes. She'd always ignored Tom because she didn't know how to respond and because he was considered a real girl-chaser. He seemed to have a different girlfriend every week. He had a reputation for dropping a girl as soon as he'd fucked her.

None of this bothered Lisa anymore. She wasn't interested in him as a boyfriend, or any kind of friend for that matter. She was interested in him because he was sexy, and because he probably knew what he was doing in bed. Tom Hawkins was exactly what she wanted right about now.

One afternoon he happened to be standing around in the hallway as she stuffed her books into her locker. Classes were over for the day and the hall was emptying rapidly. He was watching her as she bent over to retrieve a fallen book, she could tell. She suddenly felt very daring and decided to go for broke.

Lisa was squatting on her haunches in front of her locker, her skirt hiked up to mid-thigh. Looking Tom in the eyes, she swiveled toward him, licked her lips, and let her legs swing open lewdly. He had a full view into her crotch, at the teasing flash of beige panty covering her pussy. For one wild moment, she wished she hadn't bothered to wear panties at all.

Tom had been leaning lazily against the lockers, but he suddenly straightened up, glanced about him to see if anyone had noticed what she had done. By the time he looked back at her she was turned toward her locker again. She was modestly rummaging in her bag, as if she had lost something. It was as if nothing had, happened.

He sauntered over to her, stared at her with his dark eyes. His crotch was at her eye level, and it was bulging promisingly. She glanced from his face to his cock-bulge and back again. She stood up, closed her locker, hooked her bag over her shoulder. She smiled at him and wet her lips.

"How'd you like to shove that big cock into me? You in the mood?" she purred. Her eyes were bright and challenging.

"I'm always in the mood, baby," he murmured. And he grabbed her arm and whisked her off down the hall and out of the building before she had a chance to change her mind.

Tom Hawkins was one of the few guys who drove his own van to school. His van was thickly carpeted and set up for all his many sexual adventures. The rear was practically one big bed. In a matter of minutes he had parked in a deserted lot a few blocks from the school and was ushering Lisa into the back. He left on his T-shirt but stripped off his jeans and shorts.

"You want me to suck you first, or what?" she asked, fumbling her way through the huge cushions on her hands and knees. He came up behind her, his big cock flopping about between his legs.

"First you gotta strip, baby. I wanna see what I've been missing all these months. Let's see those gorgeous young tits of yours." He was pawing at her top, and together they hauled it off over her head and let her tits tumble free. He grabbed one tit immediately and began to squeeze and maul it.

"You like? You like them?" she crooned. And while he fondled her tits she wriggled free of her skirt and slipped her panties down her thighs. She was breathless and excited. Her pussy felt damp already.

"I knew they were great tits. I've been telling the boys for months," he grunted, squeezing one long nipple between his thumb and forefinger.

"You talk about me? You talk about me with your friends?" She wasn't sure how she felt about that, whether she was insulted or flattered.

"All the time, baby. The boys have been real interested in you for a long while now." His hand had drifted down her belly and was searching in the fluffy curls of her pussy hair. Two thick fingers separated the pulpy lips of her cunt and a third dipped inside quickly.

"Ohhhhhh!" she gasped, caught off guard. Her hand curled around the soft bulk of his enormous prick and she began jacking his cock eagerly.

"Anytime you want a little cock, just call on me or one of the boys. We're always ready to oblige." He diddled his finger about in her pussy and pried her pussy lips open wide.

Lisa had a fair idea who he meant by the boys. There were two or three rough fellows, much dumber than Hawkins, who hung around with him and picked up the stray, confused girls after he'd fucked them and dropped them. They weren't attractive or pleasant or sexy enough to get girls for themselves, but they could always make out if they stayed close to Tom Hawkins. They were creeps, mostly.

"How about that suck now?" he grunted suddenly. And he climbed up on his knees by her side, thrust his cock in her face, bumped the cockhead against her cheek.

Lisa had been about to ask more about the boys. She wanted to know what they said about her, and whether they knew what she'd been up to for the last little while. How could they, unless Doug Hollins had said something? She didn't have a chance to say a word. Tom's cock was lunging for her mouth, and she was forced to close her lips over his prick automatically.

"Suck my cock good now, get it good and hard. Then I'll give you the fuck of your life." He shoved forward and four inches of thickening cock fucked into her mouth.

"Mmmffff, mmmmmm," Lisa mumbled, circling her tongue around his growing cockshaft. With the fingers of one hand, she tickled the underside of his ball sac.

His cock was swelling rapidly in her mouth. Veins were throbbing in his cockshaft and it was no longer spongy and soft. He fucked slowly back and forth between her lips, feeding her just the top part of the cockshaft. Her fingers circled his prick at its base, and helped pumped the life into it. His cock was soon a giant pole stuck in her face.

"Looks like you're ready for a good fuck. Looks like you're hungry for it," he smiled. He had been poking about in her pussy for some time now, and his fingers were wet and slimy.

"Mmmfff, mmmmm," she grunted. And suddenly his cock was pulled from her mouth and she was left gasping.

Tom forced her over onto her back, crawled between her legs and hooked them up on either side of him. He leaned down, his cock in his hand, and poked the cockhead about on her soggy cunt. He gouged the cockhead up and down in the slit of her pussy, but didn't force it inside just yet. He watched her writhe and whimper beneath him and smiled to himself.