Nick Eastwood: Suck show for the sitter

But Tom finally got control of himself, wrenching his face away from hers.

"Darla," he cried, "what in hell are you doing?"

Darla blinked at him, acting innocent. "Gosh, Tom, I must have been dreaming."

"Yeah, I guess," he said with a nervous laugh. "Now let go of me, kid. I wanna make your bed."

"Oh, wait, Tom," she cried. "Just kiss me one more time. That was so neat."

"Darla, no," he began.

But that was as far as he got, because Darla was jamming her lips onto his again, kissing him hotly and hungrily. Her slippery hot tongue shot between his lips and wickedly probed his mouth. He gave a helpless lusty shiver.

Tom wished to hell the girl would stop. It was almost too much temptation for him. He adored his wife Carol, and she was fantastic in bed, but they'd been married five years now, and his thoughts had started to roam a little. Now and then he thought about making it with other females.

Most of all he thought about very young girls. Maybe he was some kind of pervert, but he really was attracted to teenagers. He had a secret letch for their babysitter, too. Darla was so cute, and she did have a luscious little body.

But letching after her was one thing, and actually making it with her was another. He was a married man, after all. He struggled to work his mouth away from hers, and he tried to ignore the hot pressure of her cunt mound against his cock.

"All right, brat," he panted, "that's enough. Save that stuff for boys your own age."

"But my folks won't let me date yet," Darla protested. "It's so unfair, Tom. I feel horny all the time."

Oh-oh, Tom thought, a warning light going off in his head.

"Honey, I agree it's unfair," he said. "Your parents are very strict. But I can't help you. I'm married, and I'm way too old for you anyway."

"But Tom, that's just it," Darla cried. "You've been around. You could teach inc everything. Please, just get me off. That's all I want. I'm so horny I could scream." She pushed her pussy mound hard against his crotch.

Tom felt his cock start to rise, and he struggled to break the girl's hold around his neck.

"Darla," he said, "that does it. You make your own bed. I'm leaving."

But having gone this far, Darla wasn't about to give up. She felt hornier than ever, now that her body was pressed against the hard hot body of a male. She quickly reached down and cupped the growing bulge at his fly.

"Darla, dammit, stop!" Tom cried.

She paid no attention to his frantic protests. She started squeezing the big lump in his pants, and to her delight it grew. It swelled till it overflowed her hand. It was hard, hot, and throbbing.

"Hey, Tom," she cried eagerly, "your cock got hard for me!"

"No shit?" he groaned. "Listen, Darla, you're so young. You don't know what you're doing. Sure, I'm turned on, but I can't make it with you. Forget it."

"No," Darla whimpered. "This is silly. Why can't we get each other off? Nobody will ever know."

Tom found his will power fading fast. Darla was right – no one would know if they had a little fun together. Carol and the kids were sound asleep. Of course he wouldn't go all the way with the girl, but they could still have a pretty exciting time. He felt his cock swell to its full dimensions.

"Okay," he whispered, "we'll get each other off. But we'll do it my way, and you have to promise never to tell."

"Oh, I promise, Tom," Darla cried, "and I'll do it any way you want."

Tom started taking off his clothes, and Darla watched with hot excitement. She was right next to his strong hairy male body, and it aroused her like crazy. She stared at his enormous stiff cock as he removed his shorts.

Then she grasped the hem of her little nightie and quickly pulled it off. Tom gawked hungrily at her small curvy body, taking in her apple-sized firm tits and the faint dark puff of her pussy bush. He could hardly control his lust.

He wanted to throw her down on the couch and fuck her. He imagined how exquisitely tight her virgin cunt would be. But fucking her was out of the question. She was jailbait, and he was a married man. They could do everything short of fucking, he decided, but they weren't going to take that final step.

"Let me get you off, Tom," Darla said eagerly. "Do you want me to suck your cock?"

He gawked at her. "Now how in hell did you know about that?" he demanded.

"Some of the older girls at school mentioned it," she lied.

She wasn't about to confess that she'd spied on him and Carol.

"Yeah, but do you know how to do it?" he asked.

"No, but that's the point," Darla said. "I want you to teach me. Please, Tom, I wanna learn from somebody who knows how it's done."

Tom just couldn't resist. "Okay, honey," he said, "you get down here."

He sat on the edge of the couch, with his legs parted, and had the girl kneel between them. Darla didn't wait for further instructions. Having spied on the grown-ups, she knew what came next. She grasped the thick hairy base of his cock and stuck out her tongue.

"Jesus," Tom gasped.

The kid seemed to be cock-hungry. She ran her hot little tongue all over his prick, lathering it with her hot saliva. He watched in a lusty daze, and she didn't miss an inch of the huge blue-veined column.

Thick globs of cream began oozing from his piss hole, and she went for them, spearing them up with the pointed tip of her tongue and gobbling them. It was Darla's first taste of cock juice, and she loved it. "Mmmmmmmm, yeah, mmmmm!" she gurgled.

Tom gave a lusty shudder and almost came in her face. The scene was turning him on like crazy. Whenever he jacked off, he liked to imagine a cock-starved teenaged girl going down on him, and now it was actually happening. He snorted with excitement as she gobbled up every last drop of his cock juice.

Then she opened her lips as wide as she could and slid them down around his wrist-thick boner. She didn't get very far before she choked on it. She sighed with frustration, realizing she couldn't take as much cock as a grown-up lady could. But she'd do her best.

With half his massive prick in her mouth, Darla drew in her cheeks and started to suck. Tom groaned, and his prick throbbed hard on her tongue. She suctioned the hot salty cock juice out of his piss hole and greedily ate it.

"Oh, yeah, honey, terrific," he groaned. "Shit, I don't have to teach you a thing."

Of course that was because she'd already learned by spying. Darla was imitating everything she'd seen the grown-ups doing, and it was working great. Tom shivered, moaned, and fed her glob after glob of hot cock cream.

"Hey, kid," he finally growled, "you better stop now, or I'm gonna come in your mouth."

Darla released his spit-soaked prick just long enough to pant, "But I want you to come in my mouth, Tom."

"Oh, Jesus," he groaned as she stuffed his prick meat back into the steamy cave of her mouth.

She started sucking very hard and fast on his nearly-bursting cock, and Tom just lost control of himself. Grasping her head, he started fucking her mouth. Darla made a choking noise, and he drew back a little, but he couldn't stop his helpless humping.

"Unnnnhhhh, shit, unnngggghhhh!" he groaned.

"Unnnnnhhhh!" Darla gasped.

Suddenly she was taking her first mouthful of jism, and she wasn't prepared for it. It filled her mouth and made her cheeks swell up so big, she thought they'd burst. Hot come was squirting from the corners of her lips, as she gulped his load.

"Ahhhblih, Jesus, fantastic!" Tom sighed as he slumped back on the couch. "You did great, honey."

"Thanks, Tom," Darla said, wiping the last drops of his jism from her lips. "Now could you please get me off?"

"You bet, kid," he laughed. "You earned it."

He picked her up easily and positioned her on the couch, her legs bent and spread. He crawled between her thighs and brought his flushed face within an inch of her beautiful virgin pussy. He felt his mouth water.