Steve Golden - Suck hot sitter

He stared down in disbelief as the rest of his prick slid effortlessly up inside her, inch after inch. There was no resistance. Her cunt was wet and greasy and seemed to suck his cock inside.

"All the way, Tim! Shove it all the way inside me!" she urged. She humped her ass up high off the bed, impaling herself on his prick.

She always thought it would be painful, the first time a cock was fucked up her cunt. But there was no discomfort at all. His solid prickshaft slid up inside her pussy easily. And in no time his crotch hair meshed with hers and his cock was in her all the way. His balls nestled against the crack of her ass. His belly lay flat on hers. He gazed down into her eyes for a second and then sank his chest down onto her big cushioning tits.

"It's in all the way, Stacy… do you feel it?" he hissed. "My cock is stuffed all the way up inside you!"

"Mmmmm, I feel it. It's lovely! I feel so good," she cooed. "Shove it back and forth inside me, Tim. Fuck me hard!" Tim began to pump his ass up and down, feeding her lengths of cock with steady strokes.

As if she'd been fucking for years, Stacy scissored her legs up on either side of him and snaked her arms around his shoulders. She tried to stay still, to let him get into a rhythm. But she couldn't keep herself from jerking her crotch up at him. She met each of his fuck-thrusts with a little hump of her own.

"We're fucking, Stacy! We're really fucking!" he groaned, crazy with joy. "Does it feel good for you, too?"

"It feels great, Timmy! I love how your cock feels inside me, fuck me deeper! Cram your cock deep up my hot cunt!"

The bed began to squeak with all the motion The coverlet rose and fell over Tim's ass, Stacy ran her hands up and down his back. Eventually she clutched at his ass cheeks and dug her fingers into the flesh. She wanted to draw his cock deeper inside her, but he was already in her to the hilt. His balls kept smacking gently into the crook of her thighs.

"It feels so nice! I love to fuck!" she muttered. And she looked up at him with glazed eyes. She meant every word. She'd had no idea fucking felt this good, or she'd have started long ago. There was a strange look on Tim's face, she noticed. He almost looked as if he were in pain.

And before Stacy realized what was happening, he was groaning wildly and biting his bottom lip. Suddenly his whole body shuddered on top of her. And then he was heaving back, pulling his cock from her cunt. He planted his prick on top of her pussy mound and humped her wildly. And then a streamer of silver cum jetted up over her belly and smacked her under her right tit.

Stacy couldn't believe her eyes. He was cumming, just the way Mr. Caldicott had, splattering his jism all over her naked body. Even as she watched, another jet of cum spurted from his prick and slithered all the way up her belly and into her cleavage. His cum zig-zagged up her body like a strip of wet paint, all warm and gooey, Crossing the first jizz-jet at an angle.

"No, Timmy! Not yet!" she groaned. 'Don't cum yet! Fuck me some more!"

But another jet of jism shot free. And another one. Till Stacy's belly and rib cage were awash with cum. Strings of cock cream poured off her flanks and soiled the undersides of her tits. Her navel was overflowing with a pretty pool of silver goo. She might have been frightened if she hadn't already had a similar experience with Mr. Caldicott. She knew what was happening now of course. She knew what a man's cum looked like.

But she was disappointed. As the final jet of cum spurted from the youth's cock, she curled her fingers around the cockshaft. And already it was growing limp and slack. Strings of cum trickled from his cock tip over her fingers. She squeezed the prickshaft and milked out the dregs. But no amount of squeezing would keep his cock hard. In less than a minute, his cock was limp as a noodle in her fist.

"So soon, Timmy. You came so soon. And all over me." she groaned.

"I'm sorry, Stace. I couldn't help it. You turned me on so much!"

"Do you think you could fuck me again? she asked hopefully.

"Gee, Stace, I don't think so," he moaned "I'd better go. What if the Bensons come home and everything?"

Stacy sighed and let the boy's cock go. Her pussy felt so empty and abandoned. She ran her fingers through the cock cream splattered across her belly and wondered what she had to do to get herself fucked properly.

It was a restless weekend for Stacy. Her fuck-session with Tim had gotten her all hot and bothered. She'd been looking forward to cumming again, just like when Mr. Caldicott ate her cunt. Her pussy had been wet and juicy and ready for a nice long fuck. But Tim had disappointed her. She spent a day and a half in limbo, her feelings on edge the whole time. She had another babysitting job on Sunday afternoon, and by the time this was over she was ready to climb the walls. She tried to do some school work, but she just couldn't concentrate.

Finally, against her better judgement, she phoned up Mr. Caldicott. The thought of going over to his place again and letting him fuck her with that huge cock of his was scary. But anything was better than pacing around like a cat in heat.

She asked him if he'd developed the photographs he'd taken of her. She needed some excuse for phoning, after all. She couldn't come right out and ask him if he wanted to fuck her. He said yes, the photographs were ready. Would she care to come over and see them?

Within the hour, she was over at his townhouse, sipping a soft drink and examining the filthy, outrageous shots he'd collected. He had them arranged on a table in sequence, starting with her fully dressed poses.

"Boy, they really turned out well, didn't they?" she said, amazed at how beautiful and sexy she looked. "I thought they would be terrible."

"They're great photographs, if I do say so myself," he smiled. "But that's because you me a great model. You're a natural at this sort of thing, Stacy. And I want to do another session with you real soon."

"Right now?" she said hopefully, her face bright with anticipation.

"Not tonight, no. I'm not prepared. Sometime soon. We'll arrange a day."

Stacy couldn't hide her disappointment She was quiet for a while as she studied each of the dirty photographs in turn. It was weird, but she was actually growing excited looking at erotic pictures of herself. She smiled as she saw herself opening up her blouse and showing off her tits, then raising her skirt and pulling down her panties. A flush of embarrassment spread over her face at the shots of her on the bed, pulling her cunt lips apart and showing her pink pussy folds.

"I really was naughty, wasn't I?" she giggled, moving on to the last photographs in the sequence.

They showed her against the heap of pillows with a glazed, exhausted look on her face. Her neck, her tits, her belly were all streaked and splattered with glistening cum. Globs of the stuff were everywhere, plastering her skin like paint. She stared into the camera as if she couldn't figure out what bad hit her. The childish, rather dumb expression on her face made her look even more erotic.

"You were great," he praised. "These are some of the sexiest shots I've ever taken."

"I was a mess." She blushed. "I guess I must have gotten you pretty excited, huh?"

She glanced at the front of his pants, to see if he was getting as turned on as she was by the dirty pictures. And there was a definite cock-bulge there, all right. But it was hard to tell if he was excited or if the bulge was just his huge cock in its normal state. She gave him her sexiest, most coy smile and decided to go for broke.

"How about now? Are you getting excited at all, looking at these photos and everything?" She'd worn a little lipstick, and now she ran her tongue over her mouth and made her lips shine wetly. She gazed up at him from under her long eyelashes.