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The Sitter Loves To Suck
by Steve Golden


FOREWORD

The process of growing up, of passing through the age of adolescence has, through the ages, been marked by great inner turmoil, uncertainty, and tremendous pressures from family and peer group alike. Certainly, in modern society, the problems of youth appear to be more marked than ever before.

Lisa Fuller is a teenager embarking on her own special journey toward adolescence. She finds herself overwhelmed by powerful emotions, sometimes feeling guilty about her awakening sexuality, sometimes angered over imagined slights and youthful misjudgments. It is only through the patient understanding of her friends that Lisa manages to put her world into perspective and is able to cope with her new feelings and take disappointments in stride.

THE sister LOVES TO SUCK is the story of an average young American girl coming of age, and her story is a lesson to us all, a reminder, once again, that growing up is not easy.

-The Publisher


Chapter One

When Lisa Fuller woke up, Mr. Henderson had his hand up her dress. The blonde teenager didn't even remember falling asleep. It was something she never did when she was babysitting. But here she was, d****d across the couch in the Henderson living room. Her dress had ridden high up on her thighs, showing off her long legs. Mr. Henderson's hand was in the hollow of her crotch and he was gently feeling the insides of her thighs.

"Mr. Henderson! What are you doing?" she gasped. She sat up straighter on the couch and tried to push her dress back down her legs.

He didn't say anything. He simply stared at her with a weird look in his eyes. For a moment she wondered if he was drunk. His hand stayed with her as she shifted position on the couch. He was kneeling on the floor in front of her. His fingertips sc****d against the dry silky triangle of her panties.

"'Where's Mrs. Henderson?"

"She decided to stay over with the Bensons," he answered calmly, as if they were having a perfectly ordinary conversation and nothing unusual was happening. "She wanted to have a long talk, with Frank Benson in particular. I came home by myself to drive our sweet little babysitter home."

"Mr. Henderson, I don't think you should be doing this," Lisa muttered softly. But she made no move to jump up or get away from his exploring fingers. She hated to admit it, but his hand felt kind of nice playing about there in her crotch.

He smiled up at her gently, like a kindly uncle. His fingers crept over the top of her panties and moved quickly through the soft fleece of her pussy hair. Then his other hand
was under her dress tugging at the tiny briefs. She could feel her panties being hauled slowly but surely off her hips. She stared at him helplessly

"I think babysitters are definitely underpaid," he went on matter-of-factly. He didn't sound drunk at all. He seemed just to be choosing his words carefully. "And from time to time, I think they should be given a little bonus. A little extra treat, if you know what I mean."

"Mr. Henderson . . . " she groaned. She saw her pretty pink panties stretched tautly between her thighs. Then they were down past her knees.

"Babysitters work long hours, all alone, with no adults to talk to," he rambled on. "And all for a few bucks. I really don't think it's fair.

To her amazement, he suddenly waved her panties in the air in front of her. He smiled at her, then tossed the panties to the other side of the room. It had happened so quickly. She'd had no time to protest. In fact she couldn't speak at all. She just lay on the couch staring at him, wondering what he would do next.

He was raising up on his knees, lifting her dress slowly with both hands. Her slender thighs were exposed almost to the crotch as it was. Now her lovely, blonde pussy came into view. He gazed lovingly at the cute triangle of cunt hair. Then he folded the dress back over her golden-brown belly. He licked his lips in appreciation.

There was a deep, low sound coming from his throat, almost like growling. He stroked his hands up and down on the insides of her thighs, enjoying the feel of her taut young flesh. He forced her legs apart on the couch, so that he could see the perfect slice of her cunt beneath her crotch hair. Her pussy lips cracked open a fraction for him.

"Mr. Henderson, I don't think I should let you do this," she murmured, her voice husky and strange. "What if Mrs. Henderson..."

"I told you. She's staying over. We're perfectly safe." His fingertips began to probe against the soft puffy slabs of her pussy. He was prying her cunt open, examining the bright pink flesh inside. Lisa slipped lower on the couch in front of him.

"But, Mr. Henderson, what are you going to do?" she asked. She found herself edging her ass closer to the, edge of the couch and spreading her legs wide.

"You'll see. Just a little fun and games," he answered. He lowered his head sq that her sweet young cunt was only inches from his face. Then, very gently, he began kissing the inside of her thighs.

Lisa's mind raced. What was he up to? Was he going to kiss her pussy? Surely not. What would he want to do that for? But his lips were getting closer and closer. And they felt so nice. He was kissing higher and higher on her thighs. He was snuffling and nibbling in her pussy hair. Then her head reeled. He began licking and kissing her cunt.

"Mr. Henderson! Ooooooh!" she moaned. She closed her eyes and rolled her head from side to side.

He was keeping her cunt lips open with his thumbs, and with gentle flicks of his tongue he was teasing the pulpy slabs. Mound and around he went, in smaller and smaller circles. And finally he was probing inside her pussy and tickling the sensitive cunt flesh that oozed out like some weird plant growth. His mouth made soft smacking sounds.

"Mr. Henderson! Ooooooh!" she groaned. She glared down at the top of his head to make sure she wasn't dreaming His mouth felt so wonderful on her pussy. She'd never imagined anything could feel so nice.

"You like? You like getting your pussy eaten?" he asked. He was leering at her and licking his lips. Already his mouth and chin were wet and greasy.

"Don't stop! Oh God, don't stop!" she croaked. She lifted her ass off the couch and thrust her naked pussy into his face. Her crotch was tingling crazily.

"I knew you'd love it. I just knew it," he smirked.

He dipped his head back into her crotch and began nibbling at her blossoming cunt. Wriggling folds of cunt flesh were expanding from her pussy and swelling even more as he sucked them.

"It feels so . . . weird!" she panted, her voice tense. "I never felt this strange before."

She lifted her feet up onto the couch, spread her thighs as wide as they would go. His tongue was fucking deep in her pussy now. She could feel it circling around and around. A strange and lovely warmth was spreading through her pussy. She didn't want him ever to stop. She wanted this crazy experience to go on forever.

He suddenly scooped his hands under her tight little ass cheeks and hefted her up off the couch. He never once stopped gnawing on her ragged pink cunt flesh. She spread her anus out on either side of her for balance. Her legs were sprawled on each side of his face. Her knees were weak and trembling.

"Ohhhhh! Ohhhhh!" she gasped. His mouth mashed hard against her gaping pussy. She could feel his lips, his tongue, even his teeth gnawing and sucking at her cunt.

Lisa suddenly wondered if he was going to fuck her. It would be weird and kinky, fucking right here in his living room and everything, but she knew that if he wanted to fuck her, she'd let him. In fact, the more she thought about it, the more she realized how much she needed fucking. If his mouth and tongue felt so good in her cunt, what would his cock be like?

But he seemed quite content to suck and chew at her cunt. He kept it up for long minutes, without any sign that he wanted to try anything else, or that he was getting tired. It was as if this were something he'd been waiting to do for a very long time, and now that he'd got the chance he was going to enjoy eating her cunt. He began to probe even deeper into her wide-open cunt gash.

"Mr. Henderson, ohhhhhh!" The strange feeling in her pussy was spreading. Her cunt began to jerk against his mouth.

He had found the stiff little button of her cut and was teasing it between his lips. He tickled her cut again and again with his tongue and didn't let go. Her crotch swiveled and rolled under his mouth, but he stayed with her. A thick and slimy oil was rolling down her pussy walls and soaking his face.

"Ohhhhh! Ohhhhh! Ohhhhhh!" she whimpered, biting her bottom lip. For the moment, she'd lost control of herself and could only hump her cunt onto his sucking mouth.

He snorted and- sucked between her legs, thoroughly enjoying himself. The sweet fresh taste of her pussy was wonderful. Her cunt was expanding against his lips. And the thick oily ooze slithered over his face crazily. He didn't want to let her go.

"Mr. Henderson... ohhhhhh God!" She bucked her hips at him and smothered his face with her cunt. Her lower body felt as if it were melting with pleasure.

He tickled her cut then dug his tongue deep inside her pussy and circled it around. His lips nibbled at all the lush hunks of cunt flesh. His tongue was never still. Eventually he found her clit again and began diddling it back and forth. He didn't show her any mercy. He wanted to drive her out of her mind.

"Ohhh God! Ohhh God! Ohhh God!" she chanted. her eyes were rolling wildly and a fine film of sweat had appeared on her lovely forehead. She'd never felt so good before. She'd never felt so completely helpless.

He sucked at her pussy for several more minutes, forcing her to higher and higher levels of pleasure. But at last she seemed to have reached her peak. Her voice took on a wild, pleading sound, as if the pleasure were turning into discomfort. She almost sounded as though she were in pain. And her movements grew a little less jerky.

Without warning, he lifted his greasy mouth off her gaping pussy. He stared at her from between her legs as her naked ass settled back down onto the couch. He smacked his lips and smiled. Then he climbed to his feet, unbuckled his belt, and thrust his pants and shorts down to the floor. His big floppy cock danced about between his thighs.

"Now, little girl, time for you to return the favor," he announced evenly. "Time for you to suck a little cock."


Chapter Two

Lisa stared about her: as if she were in a daze. She had slipped down on her side on the couch and suddenly his prick was at her eyelevel. The heavy pole of his cock swung in. front of her, the piss slit at its tip winking at her lewdly. His cock was only partly stiff and pointed downward. But his fucker looked powerful and heavy. It was about seven inches long.

"Come on girlie, open wide," he coaxed.

"I've got all hot and bothered eating you out like that. I need a nice friendly blow-job to give me some relief."

Slowly Lisa's mind was coming back into focus. She was still half drunk with pleasure, but for the first time she realized that something was expected of her here. He wanted her to use her mouth on his cock, to suck him off. She stared up at the looming hunk of cockmeat nearing her face, at the hairy pouch of his balls beneath. Without thinking, she opened her mouth and waited.

"Atta-girl. Open wide," he urged.

He was kneeling just to one side of her on the couch, thrusting his cock at her with one hand. His cockhead pressed into her cheek, then into the side of her nose before he finally located her open mouth. His cockhead fucked into the pretty pink oval nicely.

"Mminmfffff!" She was amazed that all this was happening so fast. His cock was hard and hot against her pouting lips. Her eyes rolled up to his face as if to ask for instructions.

"Use your tongue. And your lips... Lick my cock. Kiss it," he told her. He didn't try to cram his whole cock into her mouth just yet.

She stared up at him for a moment, then began moving her lips back and forth gently, sliding them up and down over his purple cockhead. Her tongue tip poked at the piss slit and circled around gingerly. He gripped her hand and brought it up to circle the shaft of the cock. Her fingers closed on the thickening prick automatically.

"Pump it back and forth. Use your hand. You know how to jerk a guy off, don't you?" he smiled. He could feel his cock growing against her face. His cock wasn't even deep in her mouth yet, but his prick was swelling nicely.

"Mmmmmfffff, ggggggnnnnnnnn," she murmured. She felt the hard wriggling veins in the shaft of his cock. Her fist squeezed his cock and began jacking up and down gently.

The motion seemed to force more cock into her mouth, for suddenly the whole of his swelling cockhead was sitting on her tongue. His cockhead was heavy, like a ball bearing or something. And his cock was throbbing solidly. She bathed his fucker in the wetness of her mouth and curled her tongue around it. She felt the cockhead growing bigger and bigger.

"That's it. More and more cock, a bit at a time. Pump it steady. Atta-girl." His voice was gentle and coaxing. He moved his hips ever so gently, fucking his cock through the cradle of her fingers.

Her lips were stretching tighter around the growing bulk of his prick. Somehow another inch of cock had forced itself into her mouth, and now his cockhead was bumping the back of her tongue. She had to change the angle of her head and let the cock pull its way back toward her throat. She glanced up at him uncertainly.

"That's it. Let it go all the way back there. Take it into your throat," he soothed. "It won't hurt you. You'll get used to it."

Lisa wondered if she ever would. It felt so strange to have any part of a guy's cock in her mouth, but as more and more of it slid inside it felt even stranger. She pumped his prick with her fist and used her tongue and lips on his cock, but she couldn't help but wonder what was going to happen next. She wondered if she'd be able to handle it.

"You're doing real good. A natural cocksucker," he said. "But maybe it'll be a little easier if we change the angle some.

He was moving around, fucking his cock into her mouth and fingers and cradling her head in his hands. She found herself lying flat on the couch, with her head tilted over its edge.

He had shifted around so far that she could see nothing but the lower part of his cock and his dangling hairy balls. Everything was upside down for her.

"I'm gonna try and fuck your face for a while," he explained. "That way you won't have to do much. Just breathe through your nose, and everything will be easy."

Lisa wasn't in any position to complain. She let go of his cock and stared up at the huge dangling sac of his balls. Her lips were sealed tightly around his cock. The veins in the cock shaft were very solid and hard. Her nostrils flared as she sucked in air. She was curious to see what would happen next.

"Easy now, real easy," he coned. And he began a slow fucking movement with his cock, sliding it through the oval of her lips steadily. He supported her behind her head with one hand.

She glared up at the thickened base of his prick, amazed to see it sliding back and forth so easily.

Three, four, then five inches of cock disappeared into Lisa's face. His prick was two-thirds hard now and the ugly blue veins were swollen in its sides. Each time he felt she was used to the amount of cock he was feeding her he fucked a little deeper. His prickhead was plowing deep into her throat.

"Yeah, this feels real good," he moaned. "Just what I've been needing. Think you can take it all now, girlie? Think you can take every last inch of my hard-on?"

Lisa groaned deeply. Her mouth and throat were clogged full of hard cock. She only hoped his prick had grown as big as it was going to get. He thrust forward some more, and the final few inches of cock fucked into her mouth. His balls smacked against her nose now each time he lunged forward.

"Nice little mouth you've got, sweetie" he crooned. "Had my eye on it for months. All full and pouty and red. I bet that mouth drives all the boys crazy, doesn't it?"

His cockhead was flicking far into her throat and she was barely listening to him. She wondered vaguely if he could hurt her in some way, doing this. It didn't feel all that unpleasant. But it was so strange, so kinky. Why didn't he want to fuck her in the regular way? Men certainly had some weird ideas when it came to sex.

"And these tits, too. I've wondered for a long time what these tits really looked like. Are those for real?"

He was leaning low over her as he moved back and forth. His fingers were easing her dress down off her shoulders. He caught his breath as he uncovered the heavy tits packed in her flimsy pink bra.

He pried her big tits out of the sheer harness bit by bit, till finally the bra was stretched below both tits like a lacy rote. Her nipples stuck up over half an inch from their puffy circles. He fucked her nipples with his fingers and then began squeezing and massaging her solid tit mounds.

"Jesus, they really are for real, aren't they?" he said. "You've got big tits, little girl, for someone so small."

The whole time he was playing with her tits, he was humping his hips back and forth, fucking her face with even, steady lunges. The wetness of her mouth made his prick shine brightly. It glistened with moisture. Smudges of her red lipstick were smeared on the cockshaft.

"Yeah, very nice," he mumbled.

He kept one hand on her tits and pressed the other down between her wide-spread legs. Her cunt was wet and gaping from the teasing he'd given it. Now he began to play his fingers about between her pussy lips. He found her cut again and diddled it back and forth.

"Mmmfff! Mmmmm!" she moaned, her mouth full of cock. She was still dazed and confused beneath him there on the couch. Her legs cranked wide automatically.

She glared up into the crook of his thighs and watched the trembling sac of his hairy balls swinging back and forth. His balls smacked her in the face again and again as he fucked her. In and out his cock sawed, bulling through the tight oval of her lips and fucking deep into her throat. His movements were growing faster and more jerky as time passed.

"Yeah, you're a gorgeous little hunk of pussy, aren't you?" he croaked. "You've really blossomed this last year or two. I should have been paying you more attention."

It was true, Lisa realized. There had been great changes in her in the past year and a half. Her tits had filled out. She'd had to change bra sizes three times. Her hips had developed a delicious sexy curve. In a matter of months she'd gone from being a scrawny k** to a fully developed woman. Only her pretty face had stayed the same. She still had the eyes and hair and skin of a young teenager.

And men really had started paying her more attention. She noticed it whenever she walked down the street. They looked at her with the same light in their eyes that Mr. Henderson had in his eyes tonight. Did they all want to do things like this to her? Fuck her face and eat her pussy? Was that what all those glances meant?

"Beautiful tits, just beautiful," he muttered, squeezing one a big tit and rolling it around on her chest. "I think I'd like to fuck 'em. Yeah, the more I think about it, the more. it appeals to me. How about a tit-fuck, girlie? You ever had your tits fucked before?"

Lisa groaned deeply. Tit-fuck? Did people really do such things? Didn't two people just get together in bed anymore and make love, with the man on top and the woman underneath? Wasn't that supposed to be the way this worked? So far tonight she'd had her pussy eaten and her face fucked. Now, it seemed, he was going to use her tits in some strange way.

Already he was stirring, pulling his bonehard cock from the wet hole of her mouth. He was swinging one long leg up and over her, climbing on top of her on the couch. His legs scissored on either side of her and he settled his ass onto her belly. His cock jutted out from his hairy crotch like a shiny red club.

In a way it was a relief to have her mouth and throat free of the monster cock. At least now she could breathe easily. But it still felt weird to have him cram her tits together over the solid log of his prick. She wasn't at all sure she was going to enjoy this. Why didn't he want to fuck her in the regular way?

"Beautiful tits," he mumbled. "See, I just slot my cock down into your cleavage like this, and then force your tits together over my cock. Then I jerk back and forth like this and fuck your tits. It's a real ride!"

He plowed his cock up through the tunnel formed by her plush tits, enjoying the feel of the sweet young tit flesh. He forced her stiff nipples in against the bulk of his cockshaft, loving the touch of the stone-hard nipples along the swollen prick veins. And all the time he stared down into her sweet and innocent young face, thrilled that anyone with a body like this could look so young and pretty.

"It feels funny, having your cock there," she whispered. She was staring back up at him with her big blue eyes. "It feels so big and hard against my tits."

"It is big and hard, baby," he croaked. "And all thanks to you. Eating that sweet cunt of yours got me ready. And that pouty little mouth of yours finished the job. If you ever learn to suck cock properly, you're gonna drive men out of their minds."

She frowned slightly. "You mean I didn't use my mouth right? I didn't suck you properly?"

"Well, you just kind of lie there and let me do all the work. Which is okay. But a guy likes to lie back and let a real expert to go to work on him, you know. A guy should be able to lie there without doing a damn thing, and you should be able to get his cock up just with your mouth. You should be able to suck him hard and bring him off in your mouth.

"You said I was a good cock-sucker."

"You've got promise. I'll give you that. But you need to practice a lot. You need to suck a lot of cocks. It's the only way. You've got to eat a lot of cum if you want to learn to be really good."

Lisa thought about this for a while as he bucked back and forth on top of her, fucking his huge cock between her tits. But, then he started grunting strangely and she had to pay full attention to him. He squeezed her tits hard and jerked back and forth faster. All she could see of his cock was the purple cockhead jutting up from her cleavage.

"Open your mouth wide. Tilt your head for-ward," he instructed tensely. "I'm gonna shoot real soon and I want to spurt my jizz in your mouth. You're gonna get a mouthful of cum. You think you'll like that?"

Lisa nodded, not knowing what else to do. She opened her mouth wide and dipped her head forward and he quickly thrust a cushion behind her to prop her up. His cockhead was four or six inches from her gaping mouth, depending on how far he thrust forward on any given fuck-stroke. The thought that he was going to come soon scared her, but excited her as well.

"You ever had a mouthful of cum before?" he grunted. He didn't wait for an answer. "You'll love it. And you'd better get used to it if you're going to learn to suck cock. You'll see."

Lisa stared at the trembling head of his cock. Her mouth gaped wide in readiness. It was like waiting for a time bomb to go off. Her eyes flicked up to his face every few seconds, to detect any telltale signs there. She stuck out her tongue as far as it would go, determined to suck up as much cum as she could.

"Here it comes, baby. Don't be shy. Gulp it all down like a good girl!"

He rammed forward several more times in rapid succession. Then he slowed down as he felt the cum spin up the length of his big cock. He let her tits roll off his prick and held them in support on either side.

A thick wad of silver cum shot from his cockhead through the trough between her tits, leaving a glittering white trail behind it. The jet leaped over the hollow of her throat, bounced. off her chin and splattered her just above her top lip. The gooey string of jizz slopped across her open mouth and dangled from her top lip like elastic.

"Ohhhhh! Sssppplllfff!" she mumbled, smacking her lips together and capturing the tail of the jumping cum-rope. She did it without thinking, tasting the salty spunk before she quite realized what was happening.

"Open your mouth! Keep it open!" he wailed. "I wanna shoot this load right down your throat!"

Released from the grip of her tits, his cock tended to swing upwards out of control as he humped her. He folded one hand over his cock, gripped it tightly, and began jerking himself off just inches from her gaping lips. He bent the cock down and aimed it toward the pretty red oval of her mouth. Her tongue was stuck out once more, and it was coated with traces of white cum.

A steaming jet of silver spunk shot in a straight line directly between her gaping lips. It hit the back of her tongue and bounced up against the roof of her mouth before slithering down into her gullet. This time she kept her mouth open and her tongue thrust out. The thick rope of white spunk gleamed on the back of her tongue.

"That's it! Take it all! Suck up every last fucking drop!" he raved. He moved forward, till the head of his cock was sitting on the outstretched tip of her tongue. His fist pumped out the hot jets of spunk one after the other.

Lisa gazed up at him helplessly, letting him spurt his hot cum into her mouth. There was nothing else she could do. This thing was started now and all she could do was wait till it ended. It actually didn't feel that bad. His cum wasn't unpleasant. And by gulping occasionally, she could easily keep up with the hot flow.

But then he fired off three quick jets of cum, one after the other, right into her wide-open mouth. The silver spurts shot over her tongue, ricocheted off her teeth and gums, and filled her mouth to capacity in a matter of seconds.

The sizzling goo began to wriggle down her throat like raw eggs, and she just couldn't keep up.

The milky cum began to seep from the corners of her mouth and drool down her face. Two thick trails of white appeared, oozing to her chin. Cum slithered down over her pretty neck and throat. More and more cum followed. He pumped his cock steadily, emptying his balls into her mouth.

"Suck it all down. Attagirl," he encouraged. "Eat it. Eat my cum!"

Lisa swallowed gamely, sucking thick globs of jism to her belly. But she let great wads of spunk ooze clear of her mouth and slide down her face. Her lips were nearly closed over his cockhead now, for he had nudged forward again. She could feel his prick contracting each time it spurted out another steaming jet of cum.

Finally his cock stopped twitching though, and she could set about clearing her mouth of hot cum. When the last jet of jizz had shot free, he eased his cock from her mouth slowly. A thick string of spunk hung from his cockhead and stuck to her lip, like a loose thread. It stretched and stretched as he moved back, grew thinner and thinner.

And at last the filament of cum snapped in midair and fell away across her chin and neck to her left tit, leaving a gleaming silver trail of slime across her skin. She gazed up at him with a smile on her pretty lips. She opened her mouth slightly and let thick gobs of silver cum ooze from her lips and drain off across her chin and neck.


Chapter Three

The next few days were strange ones for Lisa. She was in a state of mild shock, in a way, over what had happened to her at the Henderson house. She'd been eaten, face-fucked and tit-fucked by a man almost as old as her father. And while it had been weird and a bit kinky, she had enjoyed it. Yes, it had been fun for the most part. She'd been exposed to a side of sex she'd never imagined existed.

She'd never realized, for instance, that a man could make a girl come by simply using his mouth on her pussy. Or for that matter that a girl could make a guy spurt aim by just sucking his cock. In a way, it was all so wonderful and exciting, and she wanted to know more about it and experience more. She was curious.

But she was shy and a bit scared as well. There was so much she didn't know. Like how to suck a cock properly, for example. Mr. Henderson had been pretty nice about it, but he had said she was too passive, that he had had to do all the work. She wanted to learn how to please a man in these new ways, with her mouth and tongue and hands as well as with her pussy. As he said, she needed lots of practice.

The thing was, she didn't have anyone she really liked or cared about to practice with. She went out on dates and everything, but most of the boys she saw were just as inexperienced as she was. And since she'd filled out so much, they seemed a bit intimidated by her body. They acted like little boys around a Playboy bunny.

She thought of approaching Mr. Henderson again and asking him to show her a thing or two. But it was awkward. He was a married man with a family, after all, and she couldn't just go barging into his home. She'd at least have to wait till she was asked to babysit there again, and that could take weeks. And besides, maybe he was so put off by her inexperience that he didn't want any more to do with her.

By the end of the week she was still as confused as ever. But when young Doug Hollins asked her out she consented, figuring that maybe some time in the course of the evening, if he didn't make a move, she would. He was a nice boy, and she'd been out to the drive-in with him several times already. But he was very shy and quiet, and their dates had been pretty innocent. He hadn't even tried to feel her up.

Doug took her to the drive-in again. Since he didn't have much to say this seemed the easiest kind of date for him. But the movie this time was truly awful, and after an hour they agreed to leave. He seemed content to buy her a hamburger and drive her home, but through some subtle suggestions she managed to get him to park the car in a secluded area up by the lake. They'd never done this before.

They necked for a while, pretty innocent stuff, and when he made no move to go fur-ther, Lisa took hold of his hand and planted it firmly on her lovely lush tit. She felt him tense and dig his tongue deeper into her mouth. His fingers dug into her tit and circled the big tit around on her chest. She'd left off her bra this evening on purpose.

"Mmmmm, squeeze my tit, honey. Squeeze it," she panted, breaking off their wet kiss. She pressed her body against his and forced her tit into his palm.

"Your tits are so beautiful, Lisa," he grunted, massaging her strongly now with his hand. "They're just so big and beautiful."

"Take my tits out. Play with them. Undress me," she moaned. And she caressed the hair at the back of his head with her fingers. His hand was sending sparks into her tit.

He stared at her for a moment in the dim light of the car, as if he wasn't sure he'd heard right. He switched his hand to her other tit and began squeezing and mauling it with the same firm motions. He was amazed at the size and firmness of her tits. He'd never dreamed they would feel this nice.

"Go ahead," she encouraged. "If really want you to. Open my shirt and play with my tits. Don't be shy."

She thrust out her tits at him, and slowly he began to unbutton the front of her shirt. He watched the great heavy swells of her tits come into view, all golden brown and smooth. Then he could see the paler skin that had been covered by her bathing suit. Finally he had her shirt fully open and he stared at the naked tits with his mouth open.

"You like them? Are my tits pretty?" she teased, cocking an eyebrow at him. She couldn't help but smile at the expression on his face.

"My God, Lisa. They're fantastic!" he croaked.

He was staring at the lush pink circles that capped both tits like painted silver dollars. And at the thick nipples that jutted up more than half an inch off the puffy rings. His mouth seemed to be watering.

"You can suck my tits if you like. Would you like that? Do you want to take my nipples in your mouth and suck them?" Lisa was enjoying herself. She felt completely in control of the situation. She was setting the pace. She was leading him from step to step.

There was a deep groan and he was leaning forward, opening his mouth, sinking his lips onto the swollen stiff nubs of her nut-brown nipples. He moved from one tit to the other quickly, as if he couldn't settle for just one. But then he slowed down some, stayed with one long nipple for the better part of a minute. He sucked on it hungrily, drawing the nipple up even higher off its ring of puffy pink skin.

"OOOOOOH, baby, yes! Suck it like that!" she moaned. His mouth really did feel good on her tit. She roiled her head back and closed her eyes and let him suck like a contented baby. She could feel her pussy growing wet already.

Doug lifted his lips up off the one nipple and began kissing all around it hungrily. Then he was heading down alongside her tit into her cleavage, kissing and licking as he went, fraying a trail of spit behind. Up the slope of her other tit he moved, till finally he reached the second stiff nipple. He licked and kissed all around this nipple before sucking it into his mouth.

"Yes! So nice! So very nice!" she murmured sleepily. She sank a little lower in her seat. She wondered what she might like to have him do next.

"Mmmnnnmmnulfln," he groaned, nipping her tit with his teeth and circling his tongue pound and around her nipple.

"Open my pants. Feel my pussy," she muttered, trying her best to retain control of herself. She humped her crotch up at him in invitation.

Still sucking her nipple, he reached down with one hand and groped for the tab of her fly. When he found it he tugged down and the zipping sound seemed as loud as a gunshot. He stuffed his hand into her panties and ran his fingers through the lush fleece of her pussy hair. It was as far as he could go. Her jeans were too tight against her skin.

"Help me pull down my pants. Help me!" she groaned, wriggling her hips and pushing at her jeans with her hands. She lifted her ass high off the car seat.

As if he were waking up from a dream, Doug raised his mouth off one stiff nipple and stared about him. His face was dazed and flushed between the twin mounds of her lush tits. Both her nipples stuck up wet and shiny nearly an inch off her tits. They threw long shadows across her creamy skin.

"My pants! Pull my pants down!" she urged, jerking her crotch at him. Her tits wobbled and jerked lewdly.

At last he seemed to hear her. He hooked his hands into her jeans and helped her shove her jeans down off her crotch. They forced the pants over her lovely slender thighs and past her knees. Soon the jeans were free of one foot and tangled uselessly around the other. Her legs were brown and slim and lovely.

"My panties too! Take off my panties!" she croaked, and again she thrust her crotch up at him.

Doug stared at the pretty triangle of her pale-blue panties stretched tautly over the hump of her cunt. He could see the tufted curls of her pussy hair crushed under the sheer material. A couple of tiny blonde hairs peeked over the elastic top at hint His mouth fell open again, and he groaned deeply.

"Please take them off! Please!" she urged. She held her ass up several inches off the car seat. With one hand, she'd shoved down on one side of her panties, and a thick sliver of blonde cunt hair was now clearly visible.

He hesitated a second longer, then suddenly he was dipping his head, planting his mouth firmly on the covered outline of her cunt. He began licking her pussy through her panties, wetting her panties so that the shape of her cunt showed clearly through the sheer material.

"Ohhhhh! Ohhhh!" she groaned. This wasn't what she had in mind at all. She wanted to stay in control of the situation. She didn't want to lose her head this way.

"Mmmfff, mmmmmm.. . " he mumbled, kissing her cunt through her panties. The tip of his tongue was poking at her cunt slit.

Lisa's head reeled. Sparks were flying through her cunt again, just as they had the other night with Mr. Henderson. Why was she so easy to arouse? Was she some kind of nympho, or what? She wriggled and writhed on the car seat, and slipped slowly to one side as Doug slobbered on her crotch. She tried to force her panties down farther, but his mouth was locked solidly on her cunt.

Doug was half kneeling, half lying on one side as he concentrated on her crotch. Her eyes focused on the cock-bulge in his jeans, and suddenly she was reaching for his fly with her fingers, tugging down, peeling open his pants. She saw the large bulge in his shorts and hauled the elastic top out and down quickly.

His cock, half hard already, rolled to one side and bumped her fingers. Her mouth watered, and she wanted to grab his cock, to pull on it, to stuff his prick into her mouth. But first she had to wrangle his pants and shorts lower, and it wasn't easy, the way he was lying. It took several minutes for her to shove his clothes far enough out of the way so that she could see his balls.

"Lisa honey, what are you doing?" Doug asked, lifting his mouth off her cunt. Her panties were soggy where he had been gnawing her pussy.

"I want your cock. I want to jerk you off. I want to suck it," she panted.

His cock and balls were free at last and she curled her fingers around the heavy prickshaft and began pumping it steadily. She could feel his cock growing in her hand. His fucker was thickening and growing stiffer.

"Lisa, honey . . . "he groaned. Her fingers were so long and cool and gentle on his hot prick.

"I want to. I need your cock. I love it," she crooned. Her fist pumped up and down on the heavy cock and she gazed at it fondly. But she couldn't get her mouth close to his cock in her present position.

"Where did you learn to jerk a guy off like this?" he wondered absently, watching her expert hand movements. "I couldn't do it better, myself."

Lisa smiled to herself. It really was funny, she thought, but no one had ever showed her how to pump a cock. It had just now come very naturally. All she had to do was curl her fingers around his prick, and the rest seemed easy. Shucking the outer cock skin gently up and down appeared to be the most reasonable thing to do. Maybe she was a natural at certain things. Maybe sex was going to come easy to her.

"Fuck, Lisa, that feels so good. But if you keep it up like that you'll have me shooting real fast. You're a bit too good, honey." He watched her tensely.

"Pull my pants down. Take them off," she said. Again she humped her crotch at him.

This time he did what he was told, digging his fingers into the lacy material at her hips and hauling down her panties while she lifted her ass helpfully. He shoved the briefs all the way down her legs till they were tangled around one ankle with her jeans. Then he gazed at her sweet young cunt for the first time. His mouth fell open loosely.

The plump outer lips of her cunt had split to either side, and a pink rubbery circle of skin had oozed free. There were thick flaps of flesh on each side which joined at the top over the swollen button of her cut. The whole thing stuck out nearly an inch from the damp hairy lips of her outer cunt. The rubbery cunt mouth looked hungry for cock.

"Fuck, Lisa, your pussy's all swollen or something. Do you feel okay?" he asked. He glanced up at her anxiously.

"I'm just horny, honey. Touch my cunt.

Put your fingers on it. Make me feel nice. While she watched him, she jacked his cock up and down with sure and steady strokes. His prick had grown huge in her pumping fist.

Doug placed two fingers on the pulpy slabs of her pussy and pried them apart. The wriggling cunt flesh inside seemed to stretch farther into the open, and her pink clit thrust out at him like a thumb tip. He touched her cut with the finger of his other hand and she writhed and jerked strangely. Then he fucked his entire middle finger up her cunt and started circling it around and around.

"Ohhh yes! Ohhh God!" she crooned, cranking her legs in and out over his hand. "Finger-fuck me like that Oh yes!"

He jammed his finger in and out of her pussy like a small cock. And the greasy wads of pussy slime began to ooze down her cunt walls and soak his hand. He loved the feel of her wiry crotch hair against his fingers, and the soft inner wetness of her cunt as he fucked his finger in and out. He saw her naked tits rise and fall as she began to breathe more heavily.

"Oh Doug! Finger-fuck me! Oh yes! Do it! Oh yes!" she croaked. Her hand was now a blur of motion on his swollen cock. She whacked his prick up and down crazily, as if' she wanted to tug his prick out by the roots.

"Lisa, easy!" he warned, trying his best to retain control of himself. "I'll shoot if you don't slow down. I swear, I'll shoot all over the place.

Lisa didn't seem to be listening. She pumped his cock madly and cranked her legs in and out over his probing hand. She slipped a little farther down on the car seat, but she still couldn't get her face close to his cock. By now she was past worrying about that, though. She felt too good. The only thing better than his finger in her cunt would be his cock.

"Honey, fuck me," she said suddenly, realizing that this was what she most wanted now. "Shove your big cock in me and fuck me silly! Please! Oh please do it!"

Doug gazed at her in amazement. How did she expect him to fuck her when she was clutching and pumping at his cock as if her life depended on it? She didn't seem about to let go anytime soon. Still, fucking was what he wanted badly as well, and he pulled his finger from her pussy reluctantly and set about wrig-gling around into the right position.

It was hard. They were halfway lying across each other with their heads and crotches in opposite directions. He forced himself up off her, twisted himself around, tried to shove her down on her back on the bench seat. But she wouldn't let go of his cock. She jerked on his cock steadily. He felt his balls sizzling and his cock trembling at the base.

"Lisa you've got to let it go! I can't fuck you unless you let go of my cock!" he complained. He was crouched just to one side of her naked body. The sight of her stretched out there drove him half crazy.

She let go of his cock, finally, and it snapped up against his stomach loudly. He crawled around between her scissored legs, leaned down over her, lined himself up with her gorgeous young body. But then her hand was snaking back up and curling around his bloated cock. She began jacking him off again. And her free hand came up to cup and caress the dangling hairy sac of his balls.

"Lisa, no! Oh God!" he groaned, and he stared down helplessly at the tight grip of her fingers on his aching cock. He was between her legs now, ready to bear down and cram his prick into the soft wet gash of her cunt. But she gripped his cock over her belly and wouldn't let him go.

"I love your cock! It's so big! Shove it into me! Rick me so hard!" she whimpered, squeezing his balls and whacking his cock crazily. She didn't seem to have any idea what effect she was having on him.

"Lisa, no! Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Oh fuck!" he grunted. His hips began to pump, and he was fucking his cock in and out through the cradle of her fingers. He felt his balls begin to pulse.

A giant rope of cum spiraled up from his prick and smacked down across her belly noisily. Cum splashed over her brown belly and up her heaving rib cage before wrapping around the inner slope of her lush tit. The cum-rope glittered on her skin like silver paint. Jism began to drool down the slope of her tit into her cleavage.

"I'm coming! Can't you see! Oh fuck! Oh fuck!" he panted, helplessly fucking his cock through her fingers. There was nothing else he could do. She really did have him by the balls.

Lisa pumped his cock evenly and stared at the head of his cock, fascinated. She couldn't explain it. She wanted nothing so much as his cock inside her pussy, fucking solidly. But she couldn't let go of his prick. She was hypno-.

tized by the sight of him spurting cum all over her.

"Coming on you! Coming all over you!" he moaned.

As they both watched, another huge rope of white arm shot from his prick and splattered right up the center of her body, slopping into her navel before slithering up between her big tits.

It felt so weird to Lisa, like warm cream being splashed across her skin. And it shot so far. The jets of jizz were over two feet long. She hadn't paid much attention when Mr. Henderson came. It had all been too close up. But now she could actually watch a guy shooting his cum-load, and she found it just amazing. She wouldn't have missed this for anything.

"Oh fuck! Oh fuck!" was all Doug could say. His cock was completely numb in her jerking fingers.

"Your cum is so lovely! It's beautiful!" she moaned, and as she yanked on him another streamer of jism burst free. This one spun in the air a while and then fell splattering in a wide circle under her left tit, like part of a string of pearls. Some of the aim drooled off down her side.

Her fingers pumped on his prick steadily, and gradually the strong jets grew smaller, till his cock was simply oozing heavy knots of spunk that poured over her hand and dropped to her belly like jelly. She watched his cum filling up her navel and drooling down over her hip. She was totally caught up in his climax. She seemed to have forgotten fucking.

"All over me! You came all over me," she whispered, as if to herself. Her hand was finally slowing on his poor, cock. She watched the spunk strings dangle lazily from his prickhead before dripping to her belly.

"Ohhhnnn! Ohhhnnn!" he groaned.

She tugged on his cock for maybe another minute, till she was fairly sure she'd milked the dregs of his cum from his balls. Then she let go and his cock rose up against his belly solidly. She planted both hands on her belly, with the fingers splayed, and began rubbing the cock cream onto her skin. She massaged the silver jizz all over her belly, and then into her tits, making them shine like mounds of gelatin.


Chapter Four

John Robbins was dark and muscular, and the youngest of all the husbands Lisa came in contact with when she was babysitting. He was also very quiet, as if he always had something on his mind. Lisa assumed it was his marriage. She figured he and his wife weren't getting along too well after their two years together. She was secretly pleased about this, if it were true. She had a crush on handsome Mr. Robbins.

Lisa had often caught him staring at her, while waiting for his wife to get ready for their evening out. He always looked away quickly, as if he felt guilty about eyeing another woman. But she knew she was having an effect on him. He never spoke to her much, but she knew he was interested in her.

Two nights after her date with Doug, Mr. Robbins called to ask Lisa to babysit. It was on short notice, but she didn't have anything better to do. And it would 'be another chance to show herself off for him. She wore a bright yellow top that clung to her so tightly her tits and nipples were as visible as if she'd been topless. She could always keep her coat on if Mrs. Robbins was around, she figured.

But Mrs. Robbins was nowhere to be seen. Nor was little Jason, the baby. Mr. Robbins was all alone when Lisa arrived, and he appeared to have been drinking for some time. He waved her into the living room with his highball glass, swayed a little unsteadily on his heels. He spoke to her very clearly though, with sort of a grim determination.

"Jackie's left me," he announced, almost before Lisa could sit down. He addressed her as if she were a relative or a dear old friend; she noticed. What business was this of hers?

"I'm sorry," she answered, not knowing what else to say. "She'll probably be back soon."

"No. No she won't. Took the k** and everything. She's serious."

Lisa thought for a moment. If there was no k** around, why had he called her over to babysit? Just what was it he wanted of her? Did he want her to listen while he jabbered on about how his wife didn't understand him and all that? Or was it something else? From the look in his eye, it appeared to her to be something ... like fucking.

He had the same look that Mr. Henderson had had the other night. Exactly the same. What was it about all these married men? They all seemed so unhappy with their wives. None of them seemed to be getting what they wanted out of marriage. Or was it just that they couldn't resist sexy little teenagers like her? She blushed as she realized again just how attractive she must be to these men.

She opened her mouth, about to ask him point-blank why he'd asked her over. But then there didn't seem to be any point. She had a pretty fair idea. The only question was how soon he'd get around to it, what exactly he had in mind. She sat back and watched him, her heart beating steadily.

"The real problem in our marriage was sex," he said, right on schedule. "Jackie had such old-fashioned ideas about it, you know?"

Lisa smiled softly and said nothing. She leaned back on the couch and her big tits lolled a little to the side inside her tight yellow top. His eyes kept flicking to her nipples, she noticed. The horny stubs stuck up into the fabric like bullets. She was glad she'd worn bright red lipstick and dark-blue eye shadow. It made her feel so much older.

"It was always straight fucking with her, or nothing," he went on, gulping from his glass. "You know all the time we were married she never sucked me off? What do you think of that? No cock-sucking in all that time."

"Mmmmmm," Lisa murmured, pursing her lips. He was sitting on the coffee table, directly in front of her. He watched her carefully the whole time.

"I guess you wonder why I asked you over here tonight," he said. "I suppose you're asking yourself that."

"You want me to suck you off?" she asked, her voice perfectly level. "You want me to take your cock in my mouth and suck it till you shoot. Isn't that it?"

Mr. Robbins choked a little on his drink. "Well....I'm not sure I'd put it like that..."

"Oh, don't worry. I'm not insulted or anything. I'd love to suck you off. But maybe you've had a bit too much to drink already..."

He seemed insulted, and immediately put his glass down on the coffee table beside him. "I'm not the least bit drunk. And if anything, I can get it up better when I've had a few. Why don't I prove it to you?"

Lisa was prepared to set to work right there. She would have leaned over, unzipped him, stuffed his cock in her mouth on the spot. She still hadn't had any real practice, but Robbins didn't seem in any condition to be such of a judge. Besides, he hadn't been sucked off in so long he would probably be satisfied with anything.

He insisted that they retire to the bedroom. Lisa imagined he wanted that so as to insult his wife in some way, and she felt a little uncomfortable at first. But she soon quit worrying. It would be her first sex experience in a proper bed. And for the first time, she would be able to stretch out and enjoy herself. She was determined to use the occasion to learn all she could about cock-sucking.

He stumbled down the hall in front of her, stripping as he went. By the time he flopped on his back on the big double bed he was completely naked, and his big soft cock rolled back against his belly lazily. He propped himself up on pillows and spread his legs, waiting for her. He was tanned and muscular, she was pleased to see.

"You want me to undress too, I suppose?" she smiled, kicking off her shoes.

"Of course, you silly girl. You think I'd pass up a chance to see those big beautiful tits of yours?"

Lisa unzipped her jeans and forced them down her slender brown legs. Her pretty blue panties stretched in a tiny triangle across her crotch. For a few seconds she paused and let him stare at her just like that, in her panties and T-shirt. Then she crossed her arms, hauled the T-shirt off over her head, let her big tits bounce free on her chest.

She heard his intake of breath, and after she'd tossed her shirt to one side she hefted her tits in her palms for him, lifted them, flicked the stiff brown nipples with her thumbs. Then she bent over and let her tits dangle free while she peeled off her pretty panties. Her tits hung down like heavy ripe fruit and swung gently
from side to side.

"Jesus Christ," he murmured from the bed. His eyes moved from her swaying tits to the beautiful triangle of blonde pussy hair at her crotch. He began breathing heavily.

Lisa clambered onto the bed, giggling, and John made a space for her between his legs. She scooted down, till her face was inches from his limp prick. She stared at his balls and at the long soft cock angling off across his lower belly. She planted her hands on the insides of his thighs and spread them farther apart.

"Lick my balls. Use your mouth on them," he murmured. He glared at her painted young face surrounded by the ringlets of fluffy blonde hair.

She smiled at him, leaned down, and touched one of his hairy balls with the tip of her tongue. His ball shifted slightly in its crepe pouch, rolled softly against its partner. And she followed it, forcing the ball gently this way and that with her tongue, playing with it. After a few seconds she began playing with the other bloated ball.

"That's nice. Oh yes," he muttered, watching her. "Use your tongue on my balls like that. Lick them."

With long slow sweeps of her tongue, Lisa did as she was told, scr****g his balls this way and that. Then she opened her mouth wider, planted her red lips against one ball in a soft wet kiss. When she drew back, a red circle of lipstick gleamed on his ball sac. She glanced up at him and smiled, her eyes teasing.

"You like licking my balls?" he asked.

But she didn't answer. Her mouth had fallen over his other ball and taken it completely inside.

She was sucking his ball, rolling it back and forth on her tongue and bathing it in the warm juices of her mouth. The skin of his ball sac stretched taut as she tugged gently with her lips. Her tongue curled every which way on his balls, circling it, teasing it, hefting it. Her big blue eyes stared up over his limp cock into his face, judging his reaction.

Suddenly his prick gave a mighty roll and ended up on the other side of his belly, angled up an inch into the air. She spat out his ball and smiled, her eyes full of fun. Then she sank her mouth down again and slipped the other ball between her glossy red lips. Together they watched his cock inch its way up into the air in a series of quick twitches.

"Jesus, girl, you really know how to use that mouth, you know? I've never had my balls sucked like this before."

Lisa felt her heart swell with pride. She had no real experience with this sort of thing, yet she was doing so well. She was pleasing him! She was giving him something that his wife, a much older woman, didn't give him. And she was doing it in the family bedroom. She began to feel quite adult and mature.

Whatever she was doing was obviously having its effect. A big ugly blue vein in the side of his cock was throbbing, and steadily his prick was lifting itself into the air, angling up and up as if it were attached to wires. The cock was thickening, growing longer, shifting back so that it pointed up over his navel. And all without her touching, his cock! She had done all this with her mouth on his balls.

"Oh girlie, oh girlie," he croaked, still watching her tensely. "You're going to have quite a bit of cock to handle."

This was true, Lisa realized, and she decided she'd better get started before his prick was too huge. His hard-on already seemed to stretch for more than eight inches over the hairy plain of his belly. Folds of skin had peeled off his purple cockhead and left it shining like a wet mushroom.

She spit out his steaming ball and began working up from the base of his prick, scr****g her tongue over the thick root of his cock and licking from side to side. She didn't use her hands on him, just her mouth and tongue, and his cock tilted this way and that as she nudged it. The whole time she kept her eyes locked on his face.

"Oh girlie, oh girlie," he moaned. He had propped himself up on his elbows and was glaring at her wildly.

Lisa dipped her head from side to side and wrapped her lips over the trunk of his cock. Greasy red lipstick smudged off onto the cockshaft. Her tongue flicked all over his cock, tickling and teasing. And his prick continued to grow, stiffening into a steel bar that threw a shadow across his belly. She could feel every vein and ridge in the cock's surface with her tongue.

"Nnnnnnn," he groaned softly. He closed his eyes from time to time now, as if he couldn't bear the sight of her pretty young face slobbering over his cock.

"Does it feel nice? Does my mouth feel nice on your cock?" she asked. She was almost at the top of the cock now, her lips kissing him just below the flange of the cockhead. His prick was huge and blocked off most of her view.

"Nnnnnnn," was all he could say. Her lips, her tongue, were driving him crazy. And she hadn't even begun sucking his cock yet.

She had reached his cockhead at last, and she stared at him over his prick for a moment, her eyelids droopy with lust. Her lips were pursed against the underside of the prickhead and her tongue tapped against it steadily. One hand had come up to circle the base of the cock and her fingers now held it upright in front of her. The monster cock throbbed and looked very red and angry.

"You want me to suck it? You want me to suck your cock?" she teased, talking near the head of his cock as if it were a microphone. Her tongue prodded the cock solidly.

"Nnnnnnn," he whimpered. His balls were sizzling.

Her lips folded quickly over the swollen red cockhead, and she was sucking the way she'd sucked on his balls, using her tongue to tickle and tease his prick. He watched her red lips move this way and that over the purple cockhead and he groaned deeply. The warm wet in of her mouth was driving him mad She was squeezing his cockhead with her mouth, bathing his prick in warm spit.

Then she was dropping lower, forcing her lips down and down over the shaft of the cock, inch after inch. He watched her lips crawling down, saw two, three, four inches of thick cock meat slide into her face. Then more cock. Five, six, seven inches. She angled her head and let his cockhead fuck into the depths of her throat.

"Nnnnnnn, he croaked. He grabbed a handful of bedsheet and tangled it in his fist.

With two-thirds of his cock stuffed in her face, Lisa paused. She backed up, rising on his prick till only the fat cockhead was still inside. Then she lunged down again, taking his cock in to the balls. Her pretty turned-up nose was stuffed into the thick curls of his crotch hair.

She began plunging up and down on his prick, raising up on his cock then stuffing every last inch of it in her face on the downstroke. The thumb and forefinger of each hand were arranged around the cock base in a diamond shape, propping it up. The cock hardened to the texture of granite in. her sucking mouth. It shone weirdly each time she lifted up off the cockshaft.

"What a cock-sucker! What a hot little cock-sucker," he wheezed. And again her heart swelled with pride. She was gaining confidence every minute. She was really enjoying herself.

Up and down she sucked on his rock-hard dick, her lips sealed tight around it and her tongue moving up the length of the cockshaft like a velvet pad. Her nostrils flared wide as she snorted air, and she made loud sucking noises with her mouth. Her pretty blonde hair bobbed up and down as she moved. A film of sweat formed on her forehead.

She sucked his cock this way till she sensed he was reaching a point of no return. Then, quickly, before he could protest, she lifted her mouth up off his prick completely and held his wet cock in front of her. She glanced into his face, expecting some complaint, but he was quite silent. He seemed passive and helpless, completely in her hands.

"Just a rest. Just a pause to cool off," she assured him. And she clambered up onto her knees between his legs, bent down low so that her big tits swung in close to his cock.

Her hand rose up the shaft of his prick and tugged it toward her. She prodded one stiff nipple with his cockhead, then the other. She circled his cock around, smearing off his precum juice onto her lovely swollen tits. She bent her nipples this way and that with the head of his cock, pressed her nipples in on themselves like elevator buttons.

He was watching her with glazed eyes. Why he hadn't shot his cum-load before now he had no idea.

"It feels nice to rub your cock into my tits," she teased. "It makes my nipples so hot and hard."

John didn't doubt it for a minute, but he couldn't say anything. He simply glared at her as she smeared his cock juice all over her gorgeous dangling tits, decorating them with clear slime trails. He'd never felt this aroused in his entire life. He could feel his balls sizzling in the crook of his thighs.

"You like it too, don't you? I can tell," she muttered. And suddenly she let go of his cock altogether, let it bump heavily back against his hairy belly.

Lisa drew herself up, then leaned low over him, letting her big tits dangle below her like ripe fruit. Slowly, with easy, gently motions, she began to rub her tits all aver his cock and all over his balls. The hard nipples, nearly an inch long, sc****d against his cockshaft and dented his ball sac. His cock bumped this way and that, rolled up the sides of her tits, slotted into her cleavage. A heavy pearl of pre-cum juice hung from the cocktip.

"Honey . . . you're gonna get . . . sprayed!" he grunted, warning her. There were tremors in the base of his hot cock. Her nippies were hard and scratchy against his balls.

"Are you going to come, you naughty man?" she teased. "You gonna spray your naughty white juice all over me?"

He whimpered helplessly and watched as she flopped her lovely tits onto his cock, pressed it down onto his belly. But then she raised up, circled his cock with her fingers, lowered her mouth onto the throbbing cock. She closed her lips around his bloate