Carl Ross - Hot lips secretary

Kenny kept sucking and licking, and his hand went down to her knee and she felt him roaming up under her skirt. His fingers caressed the soft flesh of her inner thigh, and he let one finger gently go up inside her pants and touch her pussy. She spread her legs wide for him and made his exploration easier.

He was getting very hot. His breath was coming in short, hungry gasps. Susan knew that it would only be a matter of minutes before she'd get what she wanted.

"Oh, Kenny, why don't we go into the back of the van?" she asked. "I wouldn't want anyone to see us."

He pulled his head back and smiled at her.

"Good idea, baby," he said, straightening up.

"Damned good idea!"

They scrambled quickly into the back where Susan was delighted to find a thick, wide mattress of foam rubber, all unrolled and practically covering the entire floor of the van.

She lay down, and as she did so she glimpsed Kenny, just as he was dropping his pants. He stepped out of them, and pulled his shorts off just as quickly. It surprised her, but it also thrilled her.

Kenny was built like a bull. Her eyes widened and she got goose pimples all over when she saw that giant, hard, throbbing cock of his stand out from his body like a mini-telephone pole.

"Why not slip out of those things, baby?" he suggested. "No sense letting a nice set-up like this go to waste. Might as well make every minute count, right?"

She couldn't have agreed more. It took her only ten seconds to slip out of her blouse and skirt and bland panties and stockings and shoes. Then they both lay down again, bareassed and ready for anything. It was obvious right away that anything was going to mean a good, hard, deep, belly squirming sucking for none other than Kenny Pearson!

And Susan couldn't wait any more than he could!

He lay back, propped up with a pillow against the drivers seat. He spread his legs suggestively, hunching his crotch, up so that his thick, bulging shaft was pointing to the roof of the truck like it was begging for a handout.

"You look like you might like a little taste of this, baby," he said softly. "How about it?"

"If that's what you'd like, Kenny," she murmured. "I guess I wouldn't mind too much."

"Good, so get it," he said, and he shut his eyes and relaxed completely… except for that gigantic, yearning pecker.

It stretched out fully, bouncing softly under the strain of being filled with the lust of a hungry young stud. His cockhead was shiny and smooth and ripe to be taken into her mouth and devoured. Susan moved toward Kenny's taut, muscular body, his stomach quivering slightly, his long, hairy legs flung out obscenely, waiting for her.

She bent over him, her eyes filled with the wonder of a young teenager about to suck the biggest cock she had ever seen.

Susan just couldn't believe what was laid out before her! Only a few hours ago, she was hoping this guy would just look in her direction. Now, he was stripped down to nothing, with a hard-on big enough to choke a rhinoceros, practically begging her to suck him off – just what she'd been dreaming of doing all along!

She thought the Gods must have been smiling on her that day.

She lowered her head to his loins, and took his pounding meat in her hand, guiding it to her lips. She let her mouth drop to the base of his hot shaft, and ran her tongue, slowly but surely, all the way to the top.

Then her lips closed over his big, beautiful cockhead, and she held it firmly in her warm lips, then let her head go back down, taking his stiff prick all the way into her hungry head.

Ken felt like a blanket of warm honey had just been poured over his straining, needy cock.

Susan was moving as though she had been born to be a cocksucker. Her warm mouth was like a silken purse, and Kenny's cock was a roll of hundred dollar bills, tightly wound lengthwise, and the purse did not want to ever let the money go.

She kept his hot, pulsating meat firmly in her wet, slippery lips, sliding up and down on him in slow, sensuous strokes, licking him and sucking him with all the hot feelings that spread through her body.

This was a night of destiny for her, she thought. She was destined to meet Kenny, to be recognized by him at last, and to have him invite her here to his van to give him a blowjob. It was just in the cards, and she was going to make sure all her dreams were fulfilled.

She let her mouth go all the way down to the clump of curly hair around the base of his thick prick. It felt tingly and made her even hotter when she felt his cock hair brush against her lips. She loved everything about cock, she thought. My God, she told herself, what is it about a hard pecker that makes me so excited?

She liked to get fucked, that's for sure. She answered any lingering doubts she might have had about that when she took on Ronnie Ferguson. There was something about taking a hard, springy prick into her mouth that made Susan become another person.

It was as though all her longings, all her sexual desires, all her frustrations, everything that could make her feel uneasy and doubtful, were washed away as soon as she felt that hard cock between her lips.

It was heaven to suck cock!

She loved it! She craved it! She thought she would burst just thinking about it!

All these things ran through her mind as she softly and thoroughly wet down Kenny Pearson's fantastic pecker, at least a ten-incher, if it was an inch, she mused as she tasted its whole, meaty length.

She felt the lovely, stiff but spongy ridges along its shaft with her tongue as she pumped up and down on it.

It had to be the world's most beautiful prick, so she wanted to suck it until Kenny was crying for mercy from the delicious teasing and tormenting of her hot mouth.

Kenny was beginning to moan softly from the working over he was getting from Susan. As soon as she heard him, she automatically went a little faster, just enough so that he felt a churning in his balls that went aching up through his belly. He groaned and shifted his ass and wished she would pop him right then and there.

But Susan wanted it to last. She'd never been with Kenny, so she had no way of knowing that he was good for at least two or three good comes, at the very minimum, every time he dropped his shorts.

She was afraid if she got him off too soon that she might be out of luck for the rest of the evening. She wanted to keep her face full of hard cock all night, if there was any way she could. The best way of all, she knew, was to stretch it, just like you stretch a drink.

She was doing that now, slowly laying him with long, smooth, slow strokes of her tongue, starting at the bottom and going all the way up. She was like a cat or a dog taking a bath. Her tongue lingered and was almost suspended sometimes as she bathed his cock in her warm saliva.

A light from the parking lot shone in the windshield of the van, and she could see him clearly in the dim light. His face mirrored his emotions, reflecting the whirling rhapsody of erotic delight. Susan saw the look of contentment, mixed with rapture and pure, animal lust on his face.

He stretched out full length, one leg raised up, bent at the knee, and the other put flat. Susan was on her knees between his legs, working her magic in a way that was turning him on.

She knew it was going to be a night of unequalled excitement in her young life. There was no way at the time that she could have known exactly how incredible it was going to be. She'd find out soon enough.

Right now, though, Kenny began to stir and twist.

Susan realized it was time to turn on the juice… pull out all the plugs… suck him like she had never sucked a hot, hard young cock before.

And so she did. She hunched over him, taking his balls gently in one hand, and sucked his hot cock right up into her mouth and started bouncing her bead up and down on him. Her hair flew and swirled around his crotch and set his flesh tingling with a fresh new urgency.