Steve Golden - Open wide babysitter

He was prodding her tits harder and harder, and a wild look had come into his face. He smeared his cock everywhere on her jugs and nipples, left her gleaming with pre-cum juice. Then he slotted his prick into her cleavage again, jammed her tits together over the top. He started fucking her tits all over again, driving his cock through her cleavage with, wild motions.

Patsy was jerked back and forth on the bed. She was trapped and helpless underneath him. Her tits felt raw from the friction of all the cock rubbing. Her poor nipples, jutting up three quarters of an inch into the air, felt as though they were about to burst. She stared up at him and tried not to panic. This was only sex, after all, she reminded herself. He wasn't going to hurt her.

"Tit-fuck! Tit-fuck!" he growled. "How do you like having your tits fucked, slut?"

Patsy didn't know what to say. She was beginning to wonder where all this would end. She'd never been called such dirty names before and it made her feel a little funny. She wasn't disgusted exactly and that was what bothered her. A strange thrill went through her each time he called her slut or cock-sucker. Why would that be? She couldn't explain it.

He quit fucking her tits suddenly and let his cock spring up like a snake. Then he was crawling around her on the bed, stuffing an extra pillow under her shoulders so that her head was tilted way back. He poked his cock about on her lips, then shoved his prickhead and several inches of meat deep into her mouth.

Patsy gasped and found herself glaring up at the dangling hairy sac of his balls. He moved forward, shoved his cock deeper into her face. And she was forced to close her eyes as the ball sac dangled closer and closer. The head of his cock scraped over her tongue and plunged deep into her throat. For one weird second she thought she was going to gag.

"Mmmmm!" she gulped, her lips stretched around the invading cock. Her face was upside down between his legs. She felt his balls scrape over her forehead.

"Relax, baby. I'm gonna fuck your face. I'm gonna cram my cock deep down your gullet. Breathe through your nose." He paused, then eased forward. Another couple of inches of cockmeat slid down Patsy's throat.

She could feel the cockhead deep inside her. It seemed to be boring down as deep as her chest. And it was going farther all the time. He was pressing forward. His balls rode even higher on her upturned face. She snorted loudly into his crotch through flared nostrils. She could hear herself.

"Gonna fuck your face. Gonna fuck your sweet little cock-teaser face," he mumbled, as if he was talking to himself.

And suddenly he was driving in and out, lunging his thick cock through the soft wet oval of her lips. His hands gripped her head and held her in place.

Patsy had never felt so strange. Though half-closed eyes she squinted up into the crook of his thighs and she could see his twitching balls and the pistoning column of his cock. He seemed to be burying two thirds of his monster cock in her gullet at a time, and she could scarcely believe it. Each vein and bump of his prick rippled under her lips as he plunged in and out.

"Face-fuck! Face-fuck!" he grunted, speeding up his motions. "Take every hard inch of cock, bitch! Take all my thick stiff cock into your cock-sucking throat!"

In and out he lunged, till he was really fucking her face quite rapidly. And suddenly his hands left her head and reached down to cup and squeeze her tits. His cock slid in and out of her mouth easily. I looked like a greased piston each time it was pulled out into the open. Patsy's lips folded back and forth on it tightly.

"Mmmmmm!" she groaned, wondering whether she'd come through all this without choking. His cock was so big!

"So deep! So fucking deep!" he croaked, his ass pumping up and down crazily.

Patsy lost track of how long he fucked her this way. It could have been two minutes or two hours, she wasn't sure. But the next thing she was aware of was a slight flexing in the base of his cock. She could feel it distinctly as it plowed through the sweet oval of her lips. She had a pretty good idea by now of what that meant and the notion scared her.

He was going to cum. He was going to cum real soon. And she wondered what she was supposed to do. Would he shoot in her mouth? Would he pump all his hot jizz down her throat? Or would he pull out first? If he came in her mouth, would she be able to handle it, or would she choke, drown in a torrent of hot spunk? Suddenly she realized he was talking to her.

"I'm gonna shoot in your mouth, baby. Will you like that? You want a mouthful of steaming hot cum? You want to taste it? You want to taste my steaming hot cum as it shoots down that sweet teenage throat of yours?"

He paused in his fucking of her face and shifted around again, cork-screwing his prick between her lips till he was squatting on her rib cage again. Then he began fucking her once more, bulling his prick in and out of her mouth as if his life depended on it. Her pretty red lips quivered around the ugly red prick.

"You want it, bitch? You want a mouthful of hot spunk?" he growled as he fucked her some more.

Patsy's big innocent blue eyes rolled up to his face. Her head nodded on the pillow with the force of his thrusts. Only the cockhead and four inches of prickshaft were in her mouth now but it felt like much more. He stopped moving now and jerked off the base of his cock with his fist. His strokes were strong and steady. Her cheeks swelled and then hollowed lewdly.

"I'm gonna jerk off in your mouth, slut. Gonna pump out all my hot jizz in to that sweet sucking mouth of yours," he grunted. "I hope you're ready for a lot, babe. I shoot fucking gallons. I hope you're good at swallowing. I'm gonna feed you enough cockcream to last you a year."

Patsy glared up at him, on the verge of panic. He really was going to do it. He was going to spurt in her mouth. What was she supposed to do? How would she handle it all? Was she really supposed to swallow his sperm? Did he expect her to do that? What if he…

Her thoughts were cut off by a giant flexing of his cock. And suddenly there was a wet gushing sensation in her mouth and she felt as though she was sucking on a fire-hose. Hot greasy spunk was bursting from his cockhead, filling her mouth, clogging it. Her tongue felt weighed down, buried under a thick steaming mass of cum. Her eyes rolled up to his face in panic.

Patsy was swallowing, she couldn't help it. It was a reflex action. Without even thinking, she was gulping down the monstrous wad of cum-paste, sucking it down her gullet to her belly. It felt like raw eggs going down. It slithered down in a long sticky string. But she had no time to think about it. Everything was happening so fast.

"Ggglllggg!" she gurgled, keeping her big blue eyes locked on his face.

He had backed off and now only the cockhead and an inch of cockmeat rested on her tongue. His fist, flew up and down crazily as he jerked off and his face took on a tense, strained look. He stared down at her with fascination, watching as first one then a second string of silver cum drooled from the corner of her mouth.

A second jet of cum blasted free of his cock. It hit the roof of her mouth and shot in between her checks and gums. It swilled about over her tongue and drained into the back of her throat. Her mouth was full again in an instant and her cheeks ballooned out lewdly. More spunk overflowed the corners of her mouth in silver streams.

"Eat it, bitch! Eat my hot cum!" he raved, jerking off furiously.

He kept his cockhead lodged firmly just between her lips. Ripples seemed to run up the length of his prick as it emptied itself into her mouth.

Patsy swallowed again trying desperately to keep her mouth clear for what she knew waste come. The jizz was hot and waxy. It was thick and tough to gulp down. But she did her best and her throat bobbed up and down as she worked. She knew she was spilling some. She could feel the warm wet spunk pouring don her chin. But she managed to suck down great thick wads of it.