Steve Golden - Open wide babysitter

Warren made loud sucking sounds with his mouth and his nose snorted into the sparse patch of her blonde pussy hair. He was nibbling at her cunt skin again, drawing it up between his lips. And his fingers peeled her cuntlips wide apart. His tongue was probing, dodging this way and that. And he suddenly prodded the bud of her clit by accident.

She went wild. A quiver seemed to pass through her and she was heaving herself up off the desk, arching her back, shoving her cunt hard onto his sucking face. She began to whimper and moan loudly, and she humped herself up and down and from side to side. Her feet hooked on the edge of the desk and supported her.

"Ohhhhhhh! Ohhhhh!" she groaned, her head rolling from side to side. "So go… so go… so good!"

He stayed with her, his face locked on her spasming cunt. He kept his tongue pressed against her clit and didn't let go. Around and around she jerked, and up and down only her feet and her shoulderblades were touching the desk top. There was a deep arch in her back and her blue skirt grazed back and forth across his papers.

Her cries grew louder. For a while he was scared she was going to scream. But then she began gurgling and gasping in a softer voice and the worst seemed to be over. Her belly humped up at him. She shimmied from side to side. But a bit at a time she grew calmer, and eventually she lowered her ass back down onto the desk. A thick oily goo poured down from her pussy and his face was greasy with it.

"Mr. Warren… oh God! Oh God!" she purred, wriggling about. "So good… so good."

He sucked and slobbered at her cunt, leaving her clit finally and nibbling at skin to he left and right. He mashed his face into her, not caring how oily he got. He loved the sweet fresh girly taste of her. He loved the feel of her soft sweet cunt against his mouth. He swirled his tongue around, slurping up her pussyjuices.

He didn't seem the slightest bit tired. And when she'd finally settled down onto the desk and was whimpering softly to herself, he grabbed a hold of her again, and rolled her over onto her belly. She was small and light and it was easy to manhandle her. He spread her legs, kneaded her pretty little asscheeks with his fingers. His greasy face leaned over her again.

He spread her asscheeks wide. And just above the gaping tufted slice of her cunt he could see the sweet puckered circle of her asshole. He stuck out his tongue again, and this time he was licking up and down the crack of her ass. He diddled his tongue about in the slime of her cunt, then slopped up to the ring of her asshole. He poked his tongue-tip about on the tiny circle as if he wanted to get inside.

"Mr. Warren… oooooh!" she moaned, twisting her head to stare back at him.

It felt so strange, to have him poking his tongue about on her like that. Even in her dazed state Patsy was a bit shocked.

He dug his fingers into the globes of her ass, amazed at how perfect the tight little mounds were. And he jammed his face deep between them, poking and licking at her asshole. He felt the numbness increase in his crotch. His balls were heavy and his cock, which had been hard so long, felt like it was over a foot long.

He snuffled and snorted between her ass cheeks for a few seconds more. He went back to her gaping soggy cunt and sucked there for a while. But then he let out a deep groan and he lifted his head up off her. Her stretched panties caught behind his neck and he lifted up more and snapped them roughly. Then he was standing up over her and fumbling with his clothes.

Patsy heard what he was doing. A wild thrill went through her. She twisted her head around, watched him unbuckle his belt and zip down his fly. He shoved down his shorts and her heart skipped a beat. A great thick log of cock swung out between his legs like the branch of a tree. It looked to be about nine inches long and as thick as her wrist.

"Mr. Warren… what are you going to do?" she whispered, her heart thudding. "What are you going to do with your… thing?"

"It's my cock, baby. It's not my thing, it's my fucking cock. Say it! Tell me what it is!" His voice was harsh and tense, not at all like what it had been.

"Your cock. It's your cock," Patsy repeated shyly.

In spite of all that had happened in the last little while, she blushed to the roots of her platinum hair. She wasn't used to using dirty, four-letter words.

"That's it. That's what it is," he growled. "And I don't know what I'm going to do with it. There are so many choices."

He stood there with his cock in his hand, staring down at her upturned asshole and pretty cunt. And the sight of her made his balls ache. He looked like he was in a trance. And instead of shoving his prick into her he began poking her with it, just as he'd done earlier with his tongue. He nudged the cockhead against one asscheek, then the other. He steered his cock around lazily.

"Mr. Warren…" she began.

But she didn't really know what to say to him. It felt so weird, having him steer his cock about on her ass like that. Was he going to shove it into her or wasn't he?

"Such a sweet little ass and cunt. So fucking nice," he muttered.

And he rubbed his cockhead down the crack of her ass till it was poking against the rubbery lips of her cunt. But still he didn't ram it inside her.

He was pressing his cock down against her with his hand. And he humped in and out slowly, rubbing himself closer and closer to climax. He didn't once let his cockhead slip between the gaping lips of her pussy. It was as if he was teasing her on purpose, making her want his cock inside her then refusing to give it to her. She moaned and groaned below him, sprawled across his desk.

He let out a deep groan himself suddenly and reared back, stood upright over her. He gripped his cock tight and began jerking off furiously, pumping his cock as if his life depended on it. His free hand clutched at her golden thigh and held her in place like a trapped creature. He mumbled and swore under his breath.

"Sweet cock-teasing little bitch. Horny young slut."

He ran his hand over the small of her back, shoved her rumpled skirt up under her shoulder blades along with her blouse. His fist was a blur of motion on his swollen cock.

Patsy, wondered what he was doing. Any second she'd expected the hot spike of his cock to force its way into her pussy, and it wasn't happening. He was pulling on his cock with his hand, pumping it. But he didn't seem to want to do any more. She wondered why. Was it because she was so young? Was that what put him off? Was he scared of getting her pregnant or something?

"Hot little bitch. Cock-teasing slut," he muttered, his face red and straining. "Gonna jerk off all over you. Gonna shoot cum all over your cute little cunt and ass! Gonna spurt! Gonna cum!"

Patsy waited patiently, still not quite understanding. And then she felt the wet heat of something splashing against her asscheek and she peered over her shoulder to look at him. His face was contorted into a weird snarl and he was staring down at her upturned crotch. He was growling and grunting as his fist pumped steadily up and down on his thick cock.

"All over your sweet ass and cunt! Gonna shoot all over you!" he croaked. "Hot cunt! Hot cunt!"

The first jet of cum had shot out and splattered over her left ass cheek. Thick streams of silver goo poured down her thigh and over into the small of her back. Now more spunk spurted from his cock tip, and he tilted this way and that with his fist, jerking off madly. His eyes had a wild light in them.

A jet of cum bounced off her right ass check and slithered down into the hollow of her back. Then he aimed his cock down more and several creamy jets in a row splattered into the crack of her ass, onto the puckered ring of her asshole and down over the gaping wet slice of her cunt. Thick silver strings of spunk drooled over her open pussylips and soiled her blonde pussy hair.