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"Are you just going to blow me? Or are you going to eat me?" Such lusty words from this regal young lady was all the encouragement I would ever need.

My tongue went wild, dipping, diving, flicking, exploring, tasting, delving. I could feel Rebecca's hips buck. She locked her ankles behind my head, thrusting it deeper into her wet pussy.

She came quickly and often. Her golf spikes began to dig into my back. I pried her legs apart and pulled both her shoes and sock off.

Her feet were hot and sweaty and I immediately went to work on cleaning them with my tongue, driving her crazy.

I lapped between her toes, across the arch, around the heel, bathing her entire foot with my tongue. She climaxed again, just from having her toes sucked.

She was hanging from the frame supports that held the roof up. Her long hair was whipping back and forth behind her head. Finally she relaxed her grip enough to slide down and rest her upper torso on the golf seat.

"My God that's fantastic! Where did you ever learn to do that? I'll bet Patty really likes it when you do that." Mentioning my wife killed my buzz slightly.

"No, she really doesn't. She is not as free spirited as you. She likes it dark, missionary, and occasionally."

"Oh, poor David! She doesn't know what she's missing. I've never done any of this before, but I am sure that any woman would love it."

"Do you mean to tell me that you are a virgin?"

"Yes, are you shocked?"

"Hell yes! There aren't many eighteen year olds in this town that are still virgin."

"I know. I might be the only one."

"You've had so many boyfriends. How did you manage it?"

"Because the right man had never come along."

"Well I envy the man that finally gets to have you." She giggled.

"I don't think you need to worry about that." She struggled upright, using my head to get all the way up. "Stand up." Again I did what I was told.

She dropped to her knees. She reached out, caressing both of my thighs with her small hands. She let her fingertips reach under the fabric of my shorts, feeling the curly hair around my groin.

"You are wearing too many clothes." She reached up and unbuttoned my shorts, dropping them to the ground.

Since college I haven't worn boxers or briefs, content to be a freeballer.

My erection sprang out at her, striking her in the cheek. She quickly turned her head and engulfed the first three inches in her mouth.

Both of her hands grabbed the shaft, leaving an inch of my cock skin exposed. She pulled her mouth away. "Are all cocks this big?" I shook my head no. She just grinned, opened her mouth wide, and stuffed as much as she could into the opening.

Soon she was sliding it in and out of her hungry mouth. What wouldn't fit, she was aggressively jacking. Sometimes it hurt, she was clearly inexperienced, but she was enthusiastic and that more than made up for it. Within minutes I could feel my heavy ballsack beginning to tighten.

"Be careful, I am about to cum." Her eyes showed only love and her mouth opened even farther as she tried to stuff the entire shaft down her throat.

That was too much. I came into my baby-sitter's mouth and pulled her head even farther down onto my cock, bathing her throat with my copious semen.

She coughed and sputtered, but I didn't let up, driving it further into her throat and pushing spurt after spurt of rope-like cum directly down into her stomach.

I made one last thrust and I could feel her nose against my belly as the last vestiges of my orgasm faded.

I could feel her gagging, I could sense her tears. I had gone too far, forced her into too much. I released her head so she could remove my cock from her throat.

She pulled back only far enough to get a deep breath through her nose and then she dove forward again, putting my re-hardening cock deep into her throat again.

I could feel her swallowing, her throat milking the last drops of cum from my balls. I was spent. I forcibly removed my cock from her mouth.

"Noooo! Let me suck it some more. That was awesome. I want to suck it again!" She begged me to face fuck her again.

"No, I have something else in mind." I pulled her up, reached down and removed her shirt, revealing a purple lace bra that barely covered her firm breasts.

I massaged them both, feeling the hardness of the nipple underneath. I knelt and took them each in turn in my mouth before reaching between them to release the front clasp.

I removed her bra and then her skirt and she stood before me, her last moments of innocence were mine to use as I saw fit.

I scooped her up and laid her gently on the grass. I removed my own shirt and pressed my gray curly chest hairs against her tan and smooth breasts.

I positioned my hips between hers, my cock was eager and knew exactly where to go. I stopped at the opening to her virginity.

"This is your last chance. From now on, you won't be a virgin. Do you want me to go on?" I summoned the last of my restraint, though I knew with a thrust I could take her and I was concerned I might anyway.

"Shut up and fuck me, you old tease!"

"OLD? OLD? I'll show you OLD!" And with that my cockhead ripped apart her maidenhead. I stopped when I saw the tears. Suddenly I was ashamed of myself.

"No, no, no! Don't stop. Please, please, please, I have waited so long for this day, for you to take me. Don't stop. I'll get used to it. Please David, please. You must fuck me." That was all the encouragement I needed.

I thrust further, an inch at a time, pausing for her to adjust. When I was five inches in, I pulled out. I thrust in six inches and pulled out. I thrust in seven inches and pulled out.

I thrust the entire length of my thick shaft into her tight virgin hole. Her head was rocked back, she was biting her lower lip so hard, I was afraid she'd draw blood. She was holding her breath.

When I felt her hips relax I started my tempo, slow and easy. She started to move with me, then a little faster, urging me on.

"Fuck me David, fuck me. Fuck me David, fuck me. Fuck me David, fuck me." I did as I was bid. I knew I couldn't last long at this pace, her pussy was too tight, her body was too hard, her passion was too great for me to deny.

"I need to pull out, I am not wearing a condom," I warned her.

"I....am....on......the.... .pill.....don't.....stop....... fucKING.....MEEEEEEEE!" she cried between thrusts, ending in her third climax.

I was right behind her, pouring my seed directly onto her cervix.

I kept thrusting, my cock kept trying to empty into her, even after I had been drained of cum. Her orgasm continued, subsiding only when I couldn't thrust any more. We parted with a soft, wet plop.

"That was so much better than I ever imagined," she complimented after we caught our breath. "I can hardly wait for next time."

"Next time?" I asked. "What makes you think there is going to be a next time?"

"This," she replied, kissing me on the lips with passion and desire. "And this." Her hand grabbed my cock which was already beginning to stir again. And I knew she was right. This was only the beginning episode with my Baby-Sitter.