Kelly Lane - Wet and ready

I reached over and put my hand on his cock and rubbed it through his pants. "Does this feel like I'm young?" I asked. I squeezed the thick hard lump of his cock.

"That feels… good," Gus answered. He kissed me lightly on the lips. "That feels very good."

I ran my hand up and down the length of his cock, from the thick base where it connected to his belly, down to the swollen hard tip nearly seven inches away. It was wider than Marc's cock, and I tried unsuccessfully to circle it with my pinching fingers.

I'm touching Gus' cock, I kept on thinking. I'm touching his cock! The very same cock that I watched fuck in and out of Mimi's sloppy-wet cunt, and now I was touching it with my hand!

Gus kissed me again, and this time I used my tongue on him. I pried open his lips and lashed my tongue against his, tasting the sweetness of his saliva and the slippery wetness inside his mouth. As I kissed him, I continued to run my hand up and down his cock.

Gus' hand moved from my side, and I felt it slide around my body with a sureness and confidence that made me dizzy. He placed his hand over my left tit, cupping it in his fingers, lifting it lightly, pinching inward and awakening the hardness of the nipple.

The moment he touched me, I moaned in his mouth and squeezed down on his cock. I tried to dig my fingernails into the hardness of the shaft, as though I could squeeze out the excitement in my body by touching him. The thick material of his jeans numbed my caress, and I longed to fondle his naked cock in the warm shallow of my hand.

Gus' fingers fumbled at my blouse; his hand slid into the loose flap, and I felt the hardness of his fingers pressing against my flesh. His hand encircled my naked tit, and I felt the erotic rub of his palm pressing against the excited stiffness of my nipple.

Gus pulled his lips from mine; in passion I licked desperately at his chin, trying to suck it into my hot mouth.

"You have lovely breasts," he whispered into my ear, licking his tongue around the outer edge. "So firm and erect. It's an exciting feeling."

I shuddered; the words in my ear seemed wet and alive – they slid right into my brain. I opened the snap on his jeans and began to pull his zipper down with shaking fingers. "Touch more, then," I said, "if you like what you feel. Touch all you want."

As I opened the fly of Gus' jeans and reached in for his cock, I felt him confidently open the top two buttons of my blouse. The blouse fell open and my tits fell out. His hands ran lightly across them, touching them and rubbing them, caressing one and then the other. He took a nipple between his thumb and index finger, then pinched inward until the blood would rush from the nipple and make it momentarily soft again. Then he would wait as it filled up and was hard again before he repeated the pinch into my flesh. The teasing excitement was driving me wild.

Gus' cock popped out of his pants and pressed warmly against my hand. He wasn't wearing any underwear, and I could feel the stiff scrape of his pubic hair tickling in between my fingers. I rubbed the back of my hand up and down the length of his naked cock, teasing my fingers with the nearness of his erection. The flesh of his cock was hot against my hand, and I couldn't resist any longer. I turned my hand around and grabbed his cock.

It was enormous. My fingers stretched to circle it, but I could just barely touch the tips of two fingers together as I went around the stiff prick. The flesh was smooth and hot under my touch; I squeezed it and marveled at its hardness. I ran my hand up and down his tool, savoring the sleek thickness that slipped through my fingers.

"My God!" Gus moaned. "That feels so exciting." He hunched his cock up through my fingers. "Your hand feels so smooth and gentle against me. Light and caressing."

I kissed him on the neck. "Do I touch you the same way Mimi does?" I squeezed the head of his cock.

"Oh, God! No!" he moaned, pinching my nipples in retaliation. "Your touch is softer… different… more exciting!"

I enjoyed hearing the praise. I wanted to match up well against Mimi's years of experience. I squeezed his cock as hard as I could, and I felt him tremble in my grip.

"Touch my cunt," I whispered. "Lift my skirt. I have a surprise for you."

Gus' hand slipped from my boob and lay in my lap by my knees. I opened my thighs as wide as I could and gripped my fingers tightly around his thick cock. I began to jerk him off.

Gus' hand slid down the decline of my open legs. I felt his hand turn so that his fingers were on the bottom, his palm pressed inward. I felt the pressure of his hand as it softly crushed itself against my cunt hair, sending tingles of expectation through the wet heat of my cunt. Then, finally, his hand grazed the naked mound and his fingers cupped themselves under my cunt, his palm lodged firmly against the wide swell of my flesh. I arched my back and pressed my cunt tightly against his hand.

"You're so wet!" Gus moaned. "Your cunt is all wet."

"Do you like it wet?" My hand moved steadily up and down on his cock.

"Yes," he moaned, excited with his pleasure. "I wasn't expecting you to be so wet."

He began to rub my clitoris, rub it with an experience and knowledge that made my legs weak with pleasure. I hunched my cunt up and down under his fingers, feeling wave after wave of pleasure ripple outward from my cunt.

"Stick your finger in me," I grunted. "In my cunt."

Gus' finger slid down between the tight wet lips, then pushed up and in. I screwed my cunt down around his finger and felt his hardness sliding further into my hole. He pumped his finger in and out, scraping it sensually against the wet walls of my cunt. I felt the inner lips of my cunt moving up and down as he drove his pistonlike finger through the wetness.

"You're tight," he said. He leaned forward and chewed on my nipples. "Your pussy is very tight."

"You like it tight, don't you?" I tightened my cunt muscles around his prodding finger. Gus' finger became rigid inside of me, locked firmly into place by the tight ring of muscles in my cunt.

"Yes," he moaned, trying to pull the finger free, "I like a tight cunt."

I relaxed the muscles, and he pushed up hard inside of my hole, wriggling freely. "Then you can imagine how good it'll feel when you're fucking me. I have a very tight cunt."

The words excited Gus. "Let me fuck you now."

I leaned forward. "Not yet. I want to do something to you first." I opened my mouth.

He stiffened when I licked my tongue across the tip of his enormous cock. "You do that, too?" he asked. His voice was incredulous with surprise.

I sunk my mouth down around his cock-head. "I do everything," I murmured softly before swallowing his cock.

He moaned and pushed his cock stiffly into my mouth by arching his hips up. My lips opened widely to accommodate his thick rod. I licked my tongue against the bottom side of the shaft as he slid it into my mouth. The flesh tasted hot around my lips, and my jaw ached from being pulled so widely open. Although his prick was not quite as long as Marc's had been, I couldn't sink my mouth down as far around it because of the great width of his cock.

"Oh Jesus, Tootsie!" Gus moaned. He stiffened his whole body, and I felt his finger tremble inside my cunt. "It's fantastic!"

I bobbed my face up and down, swallowing and spitting out the length of Gus' cock as I pulled my lips tightly around the sides of his thick shaft. My mouth was as wet as I could make it, and I bathed his cock in the puddle of my saliva as I swirled my tongue back and forth across the head. I felt the wetness dribbling down the sides of his cock, collecting around my puckered lips, and dribbling down my own chin whenever his width pulled the ring of my lips apart.

"Uhhhnnn!" Gus moaned. He pulled his finger out of my cunt and pressed my head down against his prick with both hands. "I'm going to come soon."