Steve Golden - Suck hot sitter

"Little girl, I always get excited when I think of you," he smiled. But he made no move to touch her. He stood by the table and stared down at her like a fond uncle. Stacy couldn't figure it out. If he was so excited, why wasn't he making a pass at her?

He began collecting the dirty photographs and sliding them into a manila envelope. She got the feeling that if she didn't say something else he might ask her to leave. He was acting so casually, as if they had no further business together now that she'd seen the pictures.

"Mr. Caldicott, you can fuck me if you like," she blurted, unable to stop herself. "I'll let you. I want you to. Remember last time? You promised you would."

Caldicott put the envelope full of photographs to one side and turned to face her. He smiled slightly. This was exactly what he wanted. She was acting just the way he wished her to. There would be little need for pressuring her to do things from now on. She was obviously deeply curious and excited about sex since their first session. He'd primed her expertly, and now she was ripe and willing.

"Stacy, angel," he soothed. "I'd love to fuck you. I really would. But I had a busy night last night. I'm not even sure I could get it up at this stage."

All this was true. One of his regular girlfriends had spent the night with him and she'd fucked him ragged. He had little interest in another session of straight fucking so soon afterwards. However, there were other things to do.

And cute little Stacy Burns was just the girl to do them with. He cradled her shoulders with his hands and forced her gently, slowly to her knees in front of him.

"I'll show you what the problem is," he went on casually. "Open up my pants and pull down my shorts. You'll soon see."

This was more like if, Stacy thought. Eagerly, she fumbled with his belt and fly. And without further instructions she tugged his slacks down off his hips. His shorts bulged out grossly, but it was obvious his cock wasn't hard. She gripped the elastic top of his briefs and pulled them down. His prick, all pink and puffy, swayed out heavily from between his legs.

"See what I mean? Totally useless," he sneered. He sounded really disgusted with himself. "That's no good for fucking today, I'm afraid."

His soft prick was a good eight inches long, and as thick as Stacy's forearm. But it just hung there limply. At the sight of his cock, Stacy had the same flash of anxiety she'd had the first time. Would such a huge cock hurt her when it was all stiff and hard? Well, she was willing to try anything once. His cock was huge. It was gross. But it was the only cock available to her.

"We could make it hard," she said brightly. "I could pump it in my hand or something. You know… jerk you off."

"You could, I suppose," Caldicott said doubtfully. "But there's a better way. How about giving me a blow-job?"

"Blow-job?"

"Yeah, you know… using your mouth on me. Sucking my cock. What's the matter? Does the idea disgust you?"

Stacy gazed up at him dumbly. She honestly didn't know what he was talking about. Use her mouth on him? Did he mean for her to kiss his cock then. the way he'd kissed her pussy last time? Was that it? She looked down at his huge dangling prick and then up into his face again. She didn't know what to say. Just when she thought she knew all about sex, here she was all confused again.

"I figured you'd be disgusted. I guess we'd better forget the whole thing," he said, reaching down to pull his pants up.

"No! Wait a minute. I'll do anything you say, Mr. Caldicott," Stacy gasped. "But you'll have to show me what to do. You want me to kiss your thing, is that it?"

Caldicott grunted. "It's not my thing. What did I tell you last time? I want you to say the dirty words. It's my cock. Say it. It's my fucking cock!"

"Your cock. Okay. Your cock," she mumbled. "Do you want me to kiss your cock or what?"

"Yes. I want you to kiss and lick my cock and anything else I tell you to kiss and lick, okay? But you've got to beg me first, like I told you last time. Are you ready to beg and plead to do dirty things to me, little girl'"

"Yes! Yes!" Stacy nearly shouted. She felt silly there on her hands and knees, facing Mr. Caldicott's huge dangling prick. But if kissing and licking his prick would get it hard, the, maybe he'd fuck her after all. Maybe she'd finally find out what it was like to have a huge, rock-hard cock fuck her for a long time.

"Do you want me to take my clothes off?" she asked.

"Just your top. I'd like to see those fantastic tits again while you're sucking me."

Quickly, Stacy opened up her shirt and tossed it aside. Again, she wore no bra, and her magnificent tits bounced free.

He couldn't help gasping a little at the sight of the teenager's tits, even though he was by now very familiar with them. He'd really never seen tits so beautiful in all his past experience.

"On second thought, take everything off," he said suddenly. "That way, I can give you a little lesson in four-letter words as we go along."

Stacy grinned happily and unzipped her jeans. She kicked her legs in the air and forced the pants down her thighs and off altogether. He watched as she peeled off her panties and tossed them away. Only days ago, it had taken him ages to get her undressed. Now she did it for him as if they'd been lovers for months. When she was completely nude, she got on her knees in front of his naked crotch and stared up at him.

"What's that?" he asked her, pointing down to her crotch.

"My pussy." she said, getting the idea. She knew it excited him, hearing her mouth dirty words.

"What else?"

"My cunt."

"What else?"

"My twat," she grinned.

"And what are those?" He gestured at her chest.

"My tits!" she laughed.

Next he began gesturing at his own body. When he wanted her to think of more names, he kept pointing in the same direction again and again. He really made her think when he first pointed at his crotch. Each time, she said a word he obviously wanted to hear more.

"Your cock!" she grinned. Then she was forced to continue. "Your dick! Your prick! Your fucker!"

"You learn fast, little girl," he laughed, pointing at the dangling hairy sac in back of his cock.

"Your balls! Your nuts!" she squealed. "And what are you going to do to my balls, little girl?" he coaxed.

"Kiss them?" Stacy said after a moment's hesitation. "Lick them? Suck them?"

"Right on all three counts. And with my cock?"

"I'm going to kiss it and lick it and suck it!"

"So? Beg me for it, you little bitch! Beg me!"

"Please, Mr. Caldicott, can I kiss your cock?" she begged, in her best little-girl voice. "Pretty please, may I lick and suck your big cock?"

His huge prick was dangling just inches from her face now, and without being instructed further she leaned forward and planted a soft, wet kiss just in back of the gross purple cockhead. It was warm and pleasant against her lips, and she opened her mouth and scraped her tongue quickly, shyly, up part of the puffy prickshaft. Immediately, his prick twitched and rolled gently along the side of her cheek.

"I want to suck your cock so bad, Mr. Caldicott," she went on. "But I'm just a poor little girl who doesn't know how. Will you teach me, pretty please? Will you teach me to suck your big hard cock?"

"Kiss it some more. Lick the shaft," he instructed, his voice tense. "Use your hot little mouth all over it, as if you were slurping on an ice cream cone."

Stacy kissed his cock in back of the cockhead again, and then halfway up the cockshaft. A third kiss ended up on the cock base, in amongst his crotch hair. Then she stuck out her tongue and licked all the way from the head to the base and back again. She followed a thick blue vein which had just started to swell and throb in the left side of the cockshaft.