The Babysitter Dianna 2 – Old guy gets fucked and sucked by 19 yr old
Saturday, April 21st, 2007Her eyes were on my cock and when she saw my reaction to just looking
at her body, she smiled. “It looks like some life is still left in that thing
yet!”, Dianne said as she reached for my maleness. Taking the sticky and re-
juvenated throbbing member in her right hand, she began to stroke me off
again. “Let me clean this up for you”, was all that I heard as she stood up,
turned and headed for the sink.
She was a very beautiful young woman. As she walked towards the sink, her
thin, finely toned muscular body sparkled. I could see every muscle as it
moved. She had to spend a lot of time in a gym taking care of herself. Her
ass undulated as she moved. She grabbed a washcloth off the sink returned to
me. She knelt down between my legs and, smiling, began to use the washcloth to
wipe my cock clean. When she finished, she leaned over with those small, thin
lips and kissed the head of my now throbbing cock.
She stood up in front of me and used the cloth to clean the juices of our
last encounter from her ass and legs. She did this very suggestively and as
she wiped her blonde bush she said, “You haven’t forgotten what you promised
have you?” I could tell she was beginning to get a little turned on herself.
She took the washrag and threw it into the sink and looked back down at that
part of my body which she wanted.
“Let’s move this party into the living room at least”, I said as I stood
up and as I did my now fully erect penis brushed against the fine blonde hair
of her pussy. She reached between us and took hold of my cock and pushed it
down until it slipped between her legs. As it did she closed her legs very
tightly and grabbed a hold of my ass and pulled me very close to her body. My
cock slid along between her thighs and against her pussy. She was dripping
wet again, I could feel the wetness of her sex as she moved back and forth
along the length of my member. I knew that I was in for one hell of a day!
We entered the front room and walked arm in arm over to the sofa. She was
still using her hand on my dick to keep my interest up. We no sooner sat down
and the phone began to ring. “I’ll get it”, she whispered, and reached across
my body and picked up the reciever. “Hello”, was what I heard as the nipples
as she moved back and forth along the length of my member. I knew that I was
in for one hell of a day!
We entered the front room and walked arm in arm over to the sofa. She was
still using her hand on my dick to keep my interest up. We no sooner sat down
and the phone began to ring. “I’ll get it”, she whispered, and reached across
my body and picked up the reciever. “Hello”, was what I heard as the nipples
of her breasts hung down and brushed across my stomach and chest. I began to
run my hands over her body. “Hi, Mrs. Morrell, yes he got home about an hour
ago. Right, I’ve been taking care of him just like you said. No, I don’t
think that he’ll have any complaints”. As the teenager talked to my wife, I
slid my right hand along her back to her ass and the back of her thigh. With
my left hand I slowly and gently began to stroke her stomach and breasts. Her
nipples began to harden again. Her voice started to show signs of strain as
she struggled to keep her mind on what my wife was saying over the phone. My
right hand slowly moved into the valley between her legs. As my finger found
her damp lips, she let out an audible sound, a kind of quiver in her speech
that I knew my wife was sure to hear. “No, nothing is wrong, I just had a
chill”, the demure young sexpot tried to tell my wife. Slowly I moved my
other hand to her breasts. I cupped her left breast in my hand and began to
lightly slide my fingers from her rib cage to her very hard nipple as my
fingers got closer her voice began to quiver a little more. “No, everything
is fine here”, the sweaty teen said with as much conviction as she could
muster. That is when my fingers found the lips of her sex. She let out an
uncontrolled little gasp. “Umm can I call you back in a little while, Kate?”
I slowly inserted one of my fingers between the moist lips of her very damp
sex. I didn’t have to enter very far and I began to move my finger around the
inner lips of her sex. “Yes, Kathy, I’ll take care of it”, she said hastily on
this end of the phone, “but I really must go now, I have soup boiling on the
stove”.
Just then I grabbed her nipple between the fingers of my left hand and began
to squeeze, gently at first. As I saw her reaction and felt the moistness of
her sex increase I began to use more force. Her mouth was dry and she
struggled to keep her voice unemotional, “Right Kathy, I’ll finish up, but I
really have to go now. Right, I’ll take care of it! Yea, I’ll be sure and tell
him, good bye”. She breathed a sigh of relief as she hung the phone back on
the reciever. She started to try to move back to her original position, but
as she did, I kept my hand firmly against her sex. She pushed back and felt
the fingers of my right hand begin to enter her very wet sex. She stopped
moving back. She was extremely exited. I think that the idea of talking with
my wife and being naked on her hands and knees, bent over my throbbing member
as she spoke was what really drove her to this excited a state. “You are a
real bastard”, she said in a heavy frustrated voice. The high pitched little
girl sound had left her completely, she sounded like a woman in the heat of
passion now. “Don’t you think that your wife knew something was wrong?” With
that I tightened my grip on her sensitive nipple and moved another finger into
her wet hony pot. “Oh God”, she said, “That feels great!”, as my hands
continued to explore the different parts of her body. She began to reach for
my cock, but I told her to just stay as she was and enjoy what was happening.
It didn’t take much convincing, and she remained on all fours straddling my
body. Her breasts were hard and unyielding with the nipples pointing down to
my cock. They strained to make themselves harder and longer as my left hand
played with each breast. She moved her body so that her nipples could rub
against me. As she did I pulled my fingers out of her blonde bush and gave her
a slight slap on her tight little ass. She shuddered. “Just stay as you are”,
I told her again. She straightened back up. “Would you pleast put your hand
back in me?”, Dianne said, “I really am damn near ready to come!”. I slowly
started to feel the back of her thighs, moving my hand up and down on the
inside of those well structured legs. I’d gently move my hand from her knee
to her crotch. I made sure that I always just stopped short of her sex, but
I kept getting closer and closer to that wet golden part of her body. Each
time that I started my movement upwards toward her sex she would hold her
breath. This time I was going to enter her, I started my hand up and she said,
“Hurry, please”. By the time my hand got to her bush she was moaning and
shivering as she came. Her pussy was dripping wet and getting wetter. I could
see and feel her quivering as she came. “You son of a bitch…..oh..oh”, was
all that she could say.
The shaking and quivering began to subside and she collapsed onto my lap. I
took my hand and slid it over her buttocks and down to her cunt lips. They
were soaked in female juices. As my fingers touched her she moaned again. I
parted her lips and inserted my finger.
“You are a real son of a bitch”, she said, and meant every word of it. “So
far you haven’t done a thing that I’ve wanted, except for making me come. I’d
really like to get your cock into my cunnie. That’s what I’d really enjoy, and
you promised!” She just laid there across my lap as I fingered her damp pussy.
“It’s exciting to be under the control of someone else. You made me feel like
a real whore, when I was on the phone to your wife. That really turned me on.
Having you here naked and finger fucking me while I talked to your wife. God
that was a real turn on! In fact just thinking about it is starting to make me
horny again.” A smile came across her face as she looked at me and rolled
over. “What do you want me to do now?” she asked with a nasty little smile on
her face.
She reached down and took my hand and laid it on her mound, which was still
wet and full of her dew. “Do you like my body?”, she asked in a coy manner.
“Do you really think that I’d be sitting here nude with my hand on your cunt
if I didn’t?”, was my answer. “What would you like to do?” “Will you do what-
ever I ask?”, was Dianne’s question. “I’ll do anything you feel like having
me do. How’s that?”, I answered. “Great, you can start by putting a couple of
your fingers into me!” Being true to my word, I slowly parted her legs and
slid my hand over the deliciously wet lips of her cunt. I slowly slipped one
finger between the lips so I could lubricate my fingers. She was a sexual
machine. Her pussy was constantly wet and my fingers entered with ease. First
two then a third. She raised her knees and moved her hip forward to make it
easier for me to get my fingers into a comfortable position. I began to slowly
move my fingers in and out of her and she loved it. She turned on her side
with her knees still wide apart and my hand deep inside her golden box. The
reason she turned soon became evident. She was laying across my lap and her
breasts were on my right leg. This made a perfect position for her. Her face
was directly in front of my cock and balls. I was still hard from the phone
conversation that she had had with my wife, so as I was moving my fingers
around inside her, she reached out and took a hold of my cock with her left
hand and propped herself up on her elbow between my legs. She began stroking
my dick, this time with a firm grip around the shaft, Her smile widened as she
felt the extra pressure this added to my grasp of her pussy. She began to
squeeze my member very hard as she jacked me off. Dianne then pulled the shaft
of my cock toward her, until it was just a few inches from her mouth. Slowly
she stroked and pulled it, each time coming closer to contact with her lips.
As it got closer she got more excited. She parted her lips and this time she
took the tip of my cock into her mouth. It was a wonderful feeling, warm and
moist with her hand running up and down the shaft. I loved the way she looked
with my dick head going between her lips and her hand pumping the shaft.
All of a sudden her legs went together and tightened on my hand. I had
forgotten about what I was supposed to be doing. I again began to pump my
fingers in and out of that great pussy. As I got my hand down to her cunt, I
made sure that each time my thumb could come into contact with her clit it
did. Slowly she began her march down my shaft, more and more of my cock was
disappearing into her mouth. I couldn’t believe that she could get that much
of my cock into such a small looking mouth, but it was happening. Inch by inch
my dick was being enveloped by this amazing little doll.
