Steve Golden - Open wide babysitter

He squeezed the tits in his hands and rolled them around and around on her chest. She lay back in her seat and let him do as he liked. It felt so nice to have him feel her this way, without clothes in the way. It made her feel more daring and adult. She watched his face, saw the strange look of longing in his eyes. Her heart thumped softly in her chest.

"Would you like to suck them?" she purred. "You can suck them if you like. I'll let you. Go ahead. Suck my titties. Take the nipples in your mouth and suck them."

He glanced into her face quickly and groaned again. And then he was quickly dipping his head toward her tit. He sank his mouth down over one swollen nipple and began to suck it hungrily. He circled his tongue around, and around it and tugged it up off its puffy circle with his lips. His mouth made wet slurping sounds on her.

"Yes! Oh God, yes!" she moaned. "Suck them like that! Suck my stiff nipples!"

She sank lowering her seat and heaved up her tits. Her hand came up behind his head and her fingers began curling through his hair. She could feel his lips and his tongue teasing her nipple and occasionally his teeth nipped at it. She felt as though her tit would burst with pleasure any second.

But then he was spitting her nipple out and licking and kissing his way down the side of her tit and up the globe of the other one. His tongue circled around and around her second nipple, wetting the puffy ring that surrounded it. Then he was sucking in the second thick stub, drawing it up high between his lips. Her freed nipple jutted up nearly an inch into the air, like a glazed cherry.

"Oh God… oh God…!" she groaned. "It feels so nice. It feels so nice to have you sucking my tits!"

Her eyes closed and she bit her bottom lip. She was squirming and wriggling in her seat now, and unless she was very much mistaken she was creaming her panties. Tell-tale beads of moisture were seeping down from between her pussy lips. She could feel them soiling her lacy panties.

"John… open my jeans… pull them down…" she grunted suddenly. "You can see my pussy if you like. I'll let you do anything you want."

John was in heaven sucking her nipple, but at this he raised his head and stared at her hungrily. She was as good as naked from the waist up for him. This was far more than he had expected. Now she was telling him he could undress her further if he wanted to. He could see her cunt. It was almost too good to be true. He glanced at her naked wet tits and felt a solid twinge in his crotch.

His fingers fumbled with the stud of her tight jeans. And as soon as he had it undone her fly unzipped itself with a loud buzz. She raised her ass for him and he struggled to haul her pants off her slender young hips. He gazed down at her crotch as the triangle of her ice blue panties came into view. Her flat brown belly was pulsing softly.

"And my panties too. You can pull them down too if you want," she offered.

Patsy kept her ass raised off the seat as he clawed at the flimsy garment. Then she settled back down again once he had her jeans and panties down around her thighs.

"Patsy… you're so beautiful… you're so sexy…" John groaned.

He was staring down at the whispy blonde hair of her cunt. Her pussylips had begun to split a little, he noticed, and he could see a slice of bright pink skin inside.

"Do you like it? Do you like my pussy?" she cooed. "Are you getting excited? Is your cock getting hard?"

He didn't answer. He was tugging on her jeans and panties, hauling them down till they were tangled about her knees. She could split her thighs wide for him now and her cunt opened, showing him more and more bright pink pussy tissue. He groaned and ran his fingers though the fluffy little triangle of her pussy hair. He planted his fingers on her cuntlips and pried them apart.

"John I want to see your cock. Let me take it out, please. I want to see how hard it is. I want to play with it."

Patsy was reaching down her hands onto his crotch. Her long fingers traced over the bulge there. She wriggled and squirmed in her seat as she felt him.

He couldn't take his eyes off her cunt. He was fascinated by it. But he managed to wriggle around so that she could get at his crotch more easily. While he studied the complicated folds of her cuntflesh, her fingers fumbled with his jeans, opening them up. He felt her hand snaking into his shorts and he gasped out loud as her long slender fingers curled around the solid bulk of his growing prick.

"It's getting so hard! I feel it! Your cock's getting bigger and stiffer all the time!" she marveled, as if it was a big surprise. "Oh John, let me see it! Let me see!"

She hauled out the elastic front of his shorts with one hand and pulled out his cock with the other. It was a solid seven inches of prickmeat and it jutted up like a pole of polished wood. Her eyes widened and she smiled slightly. She let his shorts slip down under the bulging sac of his balls and tugged the cock toward her.

"It's so beautiful? Your cock is gorgeous!" she praised. She loved the feel of it in her hand, and the way the outer sheath of skin slid so easily over the solid trunk of it.

He glanced into her face quickly, then at her hand curled lovingly round his still growing cock. Then he stared back down at her gaping cunt, not quite believing that this was happening. He'd never expected Patsy to be this eager about sex. She hadn't been before. What had happened to her? What had changed her so suddenly?

He dipped a finger into the sweet honey pot of her cunt, then added another. He wriggled them round, explored the squishy wet folds of her girly cunt. If he peeled back the outer lips of her pussy far enough, he could see the pink button of her cunt between its sheaths of skin.

"Is this the right way to jack you off?" she wondered, squeezing his cock and shucking her hand gently up and down. "Am I hurting you? Am I doing it right?"

"Mmmm… that's it… you're doing it just right…" he croaked.

John shifted a little more in his seat, turning to face her more fully. Her hand was making soft flapping sounds on his prick.

"It's still growing! It's getting harder and harder and harder!" she hissed. "It must be eight inches long!"

Up and down her fist pumped, slowly, so that she could study the cock as it swelled. After each successive tug the foreskin was peeled back further and further off the purple cockhead. Eventually it rolled off the dome completely and folded up in a tight little ring below the cockflange. She stopped pumping for a while when this happened and stared at the naked cockhead.

"So beautiful! So lovely!" she cooed. "I had no idea cocks could be so nice!"

And she began jerking him off again, her fist pumping with a steady rhythm. She began to whimper softly under her breath. John's fingers in her cunt were so nice and she was creaming up for him like crazy. She wondered what it would feel like to have a cock like this bucking back and forth inside her. She wondered if it would hurt. She didn't care if it did. She wanted to fuck very badly.

"God, Patsy, this is so great… your hand on my cock is so… mmmmm…" groaned.

He slipped a third finger into her greasy pussy and began wriggling it around with the rest. His hand was slimy with the juices pouring out of her.

"Do you want to fuck me? Do you want to shove your lovely cock inside me?" she cooed, her voice a little shaky with her breathing. "I'll let you if you want to. I'd like it."

"You sure? You want me to… fuck you?" he breathed.

He raised his head and stared into her face. Then he glanced down at his swollen cock captured in her pumping fist.

"Yes! I really want it! I want you to shove your cock into me!" she gasped.

She shucked her fist up and down on his cock faster and faster. She wanted it to be as big and hard as possible when he crammed it up her pussy.