Sitter Lapdance

David watched as she walked, still naked, out of the room. He closed his eyes and shook his head. 'What a fucking idiot' he muttered to himself. How could he have let himself cum like that? Oh god the embarrassment. He pulled his foreskin back over his cock head, using his briefs to dry it as he covered himself up. He took a paper handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the cum from his stomach, then fastened up his trousers. At least Lauren didn't seem angry; he was thankful for that.

She quickly appeared back in the room but to his surprise, she didn't immediately go to pick up her clothes. Instead, she sat on the couch next to him, curling her legs under her like she'd done on the opposite sofa earlier, only this time, she was naked.

"So, you think that routine is ok then. Anything any of the other girls did that I should add in?"

David sat back, turning his body slightly towards her. He tried to clear his head; clearly she wanted some actual feedback, as if him cumming wasn't proof enough she was excellent at lap dancing.

"Well, to be honest...no, I don't there is anything you could do to improve that," he replied. "Everything...everything was amazing. The...ummm...finger stuff...wow."

She grinned, then bit her lip and looked at him. "Uhm...you know...when I put my finger in your mouth after..." she paused for a second, " you know...I'd put it inside me...was that ok?"

David nodded. "It was incredible."

She nodded slowly. "Cool...it...well, did it...ummmm..." suddenly she seemed slightly nervous. "Did it...taste ok?"

David frowned, surprised by her question. "Well, yes, it...err...tasted great. Why?"

She shrugged. "Dunno...it's just...well, I've never actually been..." she paused again, like she was thinking of a specific word. Her voice became a whisper as she added "licked before." He could see her cheeks flush a little.

"Really?" he asked, a note of surprise in his voice. "You...you're not a v...virgin are you?"

Lauren giggled. "No, I'm not a virgin! Just, well, I dunno how but I've never actually had a guy, you know, go down on me."

David smiled. "Well trust me, you tasted just perfect. No worries there Lauren."

She smiled back at him. "Cool." She swept her hair back over her shoulders, and he found himself staring at her tits. "Do you...ummm...go down on Lucinda?"

David laughed. "Well, being totally honest, not really. Used to I guess, but well..." his voice trailed off.

"Well what?" she asked, a quizzical expression on her face.

David felt his cheeks flush a little. It seemed strange having this conversation with her, despite all that had just happened. "Well, it's just..." he sighed. "Our sex life isn't really that great since George came along. Probably part of the reason I...you know...so quickly," he added, using the opportunity to further explain his embarrassment at cumming the way he did.

She nodded, seemingly understanding what he was saying. "When I was dancing for you, and when my pussy was at your face, did you want to...you know...lick me?"

"Well, I can't really lie, of course I did. I know I shouldn't, but hey, being a bit drunk and, well as hard as I was," he chuckled.

Lauren slowly nodded. "Do you want to lick me now?"

David felt this mouth fall open. "W...what?" he stammered.

She stared at him intently. "Do you want to lick me now?" she repeated.

He ran his hand through his hair, again surprised at this young girl. Was she really asking him that; was she offering, inviting him to go down on her? "Well, I...jesus Lauren...you really shouldn't ask me that!"

She frowned. "Why not? If I'd let you when I was dancing for me you'd have done it wouldn't you?"

He felt flustered. "Well, yes but..."

"And I'd really like it, before I start lap dancing," she interrupted. "I'd feel kinda stupid dancing like that and not having had somebody actually lick me out."

David blinked. She was speaking so matter-of-factly it made it him feel uncomfortable, but in a way he understood what she was saying. "God Lauren," he sighed. He knew he had to be careful here. "I...I would love to...of course...but, well, I'm married," he said.

She snorted a sharp laugh. "Didn't stop you going to a lap dancing bar, or letting me strip for you, or you blowing your load on my face."

He grimaced, knowing she was right. A wave of shame and guilt engulfed him and he regretted being so weak earlier. If he hadn't been so drunk, he thought. He tried to think of the right thing to say, and as he opened his mouth she suddenly leaned back against the arm of the couch and uncurled her legs, straightening her left one while raising her right leg, bending it at the knee, stretching her toes down. He stared at her pussy with his mouth open, his eyes focussed on her smooth, puffy mound. His cock was soft again, but his stomach churned nervously. "Oh fuck" he muttered.

Lauren's frown was instantly replaced with a smile, her metal braces shimmering in the light. "Please," she said softly.

David wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. How could he say no? He felt like he at least owed her something, especially given he had ejaculated on her face. He stared at her pussy. One of the reasons he didn't go down on Lucinda was that she rarely shaved, and he didn't really like pubic hair. It had been a long time since his tongue had explored a smooth pussy. And she looked so tight. He closed his eyes. He knew he should resist, do the mature and sensible thing. If he could just think of the kindest way to say it. He opened his eyes, looked at her, but before he could speak she quietly but firmly said "Please come and lick my pussy."

The words shot through him like a bolt. Here was an incredibly sexy, naked 18 year old begging him to go down on her. He looked at her small, tight frame. Her nipples were rock hard. His drunken brain told him firmly he owed her, it wasn't anything worse than he'd done that night already. Unable to resist, he leaned towards her, letting his body fall flat on the sofa as he lowered himself between her legs. He placed his hands on her inner thighs, feeling a nervous tingle in his stomach as he extended his tongue and placed it against her pussy.

Lauren let out a little moan as his tongue ran up between her lips. He raised his eyes, as if to check she was definitely OK with this and was met with a focussed and intense expression. She was biting her lip, and she closed her eyes as he pushed his tongue between her pussy lips. He inhaled, the familiar smell of pussy in his nostrils as he started to flick his tongue inside her.

He felt her body tense and he pushed his tongue deeper inside her, flicking it from side to side. His hands gripped the top of her thighs, her tight, soft smooth flesh under his fingertips. He started to quickly flick his tongue, hearing her moan again before alternating between flicking and sucking.

"Ohhhhhhhhhh," she moaned, and he raised his eyes to see her lean her head back. She started to gently buck her hips as he pushed his tongue even deeper inside. She tasted sweet, and his dry mouth was now lubricated with her wetness. He slid his hands forward, using his thumbs to gently prise her pussy lips apart, his chin coming to rest on her opening as his tongue extended as far inside her as he could push. "Oh fuck that's good," he heard her gasp, and he felt a sense of satisfaction that he was pleasuring her.

He rubbed his thumbs on her pussy lips, her hips starting to buck more rapidly as she met his tongue strokes, her breathing intensifying. He pulled his tongue out of her, then started to nibble on her clitoris, looking up to see her mouth and eyes open widely as she sharply looked down at him. "Ohhhhhh god," she murmured. He smiled as he pressed his tongue more firmly on her clit, then pushed two of fingers into her tight hole. She gasped loudly, and he quickly started to finger-fuck her, deep inside her, before retracting and plunging back in again. Over and over he fingered her, flicking his tongue, nibbling and licking her clit in time.

Her reaction was instant. She started to moan constantly and he felt her getting even wetter. He was now rapidly finger fucking her, her pussy contracting tightly on his digits, her hips bucking under him. He let his right leg slide off the couch, planting his foot firmly on the floor so he could push down harder on her. He roughly flicked his tongue over and over on her clit, then curled his fingers inside her, using a come-here motion.

She let out a loud gasp. "Ohhhh fuck! Ohhh yesssss," she squealed, making him suddenly concerned she would wake George. But he kept going, increasing the pace with his fingers and the pressure of his tongue on her clit, a full two minutes passing as she squealed, gasped and bucked under him.

She'd straightened her right leg now, wide open for him. He sensed she was close to an orgasm, and it spurned him on. The thought of him making her cum filled him with satisfaction, payment certainly for his earlier accident and the prize of being the first man to make her orgasm from oral sex. His mind wandered to whether she'd even orgasmed before at all.

She suddenly yelled "Fuck...fuck fuck fuck..." and her hips started to buck furiously. He kept his fingers curled and pressed firmly inside her in that come-here motion, his tongue now rapidly flicking her clit.

"Ohhhh god...oh goooooooood," she squealed, pushing herself into him. "Ohhhhh fuck...oh yesssss...fuck...fuck...fuck..." she cried. He could feel her body start to tense. "Yes...oh yes...oh fuck yes," she screamed and he knew she was about to orgasm.

He used his tongue and his fingers as fast as he possibly could, raising his eyes to watch her. She had a shocked expression on her face, her mouth and eyes wide open as she looked down at him.

"Oh god...oh god..." she panted. "Fuck...y...y..." He felt her body fully tense, she arched her back and then screamed "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh FUUUUUUCKKKK" as she started to shudder. He pushed himself firmly against her, holding on as her body spasmed, feeling her pussy contract tightly on his fingers. She screamed again and he pulled his head back, her hand suddenly pushing his fingers out of her. His buried his face into her pussy, extending his tongue back inside her. She jerked violently and his mouth filled with her juices as she orgasmed.

"Fuuuuuckkkkkk," she screamed again, her body jerking. He kept his tongue inside her, swallowing her juices as she continued to spasm. He couldn't believe how much she was cumming, swallowing again to stop himself from choking. He felt her hands on his head, pushing him away and he relaxed, pulling back and looking up at her.

She looked shocked. Her breathing was rapid, her eyes wide open. He wiped his mouth, swallowing again as he sat up. He couldn't help but smile. "Are you OK?" he asked.

She nodded, slowly catching her breath. "Fuck..." She ran her hand through her hair. "Fuck that was awesome."

David grinned. "That was...ummm...some orgasm." She nodded. He was inquisitive now. "You've...ummm...orgasmed like that before?"

She took another moment, capturing her breath, before slowly shaking her head. "I...I've never cum before with...you know, a guy. Just..." she shrugged, "with my fingers."

David exhaled, puffing out his cheeks. "Wow. I'm honoured then," he smiled. She returned a meek smile. He looked down at her pussy, then found himself checking to see if the sofa cushion was wet, but he'd obviously taken it all in his mouth. Fair enough, he'd cum on her face, so they were at least even. He realised he felt good. He'd made her orgasm, her first as it happened, and his embarrassment from earlier diminished. "You're incredible, you know that?"

Lauren giggled. "Thank you for doing that."

He smiled. "My pleasure." He let his head fall back. He suddenly felt tired, and in need of a cigarette. He slowly stood up. "I really need a cigarette," he grinned.

Lauren looked up at him. "I didn't realise you smoked."

He chuckled. "I don't usually, and Lucinda would kill me if she knew I'd been smoking so best keep that a secret too!" She laughed. "I'll need to go outside, so I'll be back in a minute," he added.

He walked out in the hallway, then realised he needed to pee. He went into the little toilet and looked at himself in the mirror as he relieved himself. He still couldn't quite believe what he'd just experienced, and he couldn't help but smile. Sure, he'd be hungover and guilty as sin in the morning, but it was worth it. At least, he hoped it had been worth it.

He took the packet of cigarettes from his jacket pocket and walked through the kitchen, opened the back door and stepped outside, pulling the door behind him but not closing it; enough to stop the smell of smoke going back into the kitchen.

It was 1AM, and pitch dark, but it was the middle of summer and still warm. He lit a cigarette and inhaled deeply, savouring the taste. The events replayed in his mind. Had that all really just happened?

He was disturbed from his thoughts as the door opened behind him, and he turned to see Lauren step out towards him. To his surprise, she was still fully naked.

"Are you OK?" he asked, taking another drag of the cigarette. She nodded, and he turned his head to blow the smoke away. He looked back towards her and was startled that she was right next to him. Before he could say anything, her hands were on his belt.

"W..what are you doing?" he whispered. She didn't respond, her hands quickly unbuckling his belt. "Lauren! What..." his voice trailed off as she quickly unclipped his trousers. He heard his zipper as she pulled it down. He tried to move back, but he was unsteady on his feet and he gasped as she roughly pulled his trousers and briefs down. "Lauren!" he hissed, knowing he had to keep his voice down as he was outside.

She ignored him and he groaned as she squatted down and took hold of his cock. His cock was flaccid; having already cum and being drunk he hadn't hardened again when he'd gone down on her. He gasped as he felt her lips on his member, tightening around it.

"Jesus Lauren," he muttered. Her hand gripped the base of his cock and she started to gently masturbate him as she sucked. He let out a moan, feeling his cock stiffen in her mouth.

"Lauren...y...you don't have too..." he protested, albeit meekly. He took another drag of his cigarette, instantly scanning the garden. His house wasn't overlooked, so it was private, but still felt strange. She bobbed her head, her mouth running the full length of his shaft as it hardened. He wasn't particularly big, just over five inches fully erect, and his cock was quite thin, so despite having such a small mouth she easily devoured it. Her fingers tightly gripped his base, tugging him in her mouth. He took a final drag of his cigarette and flicked the butt away, making a note to make sure he got rid of it later, then tried to relax. He was surprised, but the way things had gone, why not? If she wanted to give him a blowjob, he couldn't resist.

She ran her tongue along the base of his shaft, bobbing her head back and forth. He could feel the metal braces against him, and he let out a low groan of pleasure. He looked down at her, used her hands to push her hair back and started to gently buck his hips. The sensitivity had gone from his cock; that always happened after he had cum, and he let himself enjoy the feeling of fucking her mouth.

The fact he was in his back garden heightened the feeling; it was naughty on so many levels. He heard and felt her gag as she pushed her head fully forward. He held the back of her head, holding her on him. She gagged again and he took his hand away, his cock popping out of her mouth as she gasped for air. She looked up at him and grinned, then plunged her mouth back over him, sucking harder.

"Oh Lauren that's good," he murmured. She smoothly dragged her mouth back up his shaft, letting his cock spring out of her mouth, before repeating it several times over. She gripped him tightly, and he winced as she pulled his foreskin back, her tongue pressing firmly against his exposed cock head. She flicked her tongue against him, her hand rapidly waking him. He closed his eyes, savouring the sensation, despite feeling a little pain from his peeled back foreskin. She took him back in her mouth and he groaned "ohhh fuck," as he pushed his hips forward. Again, she sucked, harder this time and he kept bucking her hips. Her mouth was so small, so tight. She took him deeply, gagging again before pulling her head back, her tongue flicking against his cock head as she came off him.

He opened his eyes to see her stand up, his cock still in her right hand. She pulled him with her as she took the single stride to stand on the doorstep, her back facing him. She stretched out her left hand, pulling the door shut and pressing her hand against. He stumbled as she pulled his cock towards her, spreading her legs on the step. Looking back at him, she yanked his cock and he felt it press against her bum cheek. "Put it in me," she hissed.

David gasped. He hadn't expected that. "Lauren...are...are you sure?"

She nodded. "I want you to fuck me."

He gulped, and his mind raced again. A lap dance, oral. He could deal with that. But to actually fuck her? He was married for christ-sake. That would be the ultimate sin. She rubbed his cock against her firm bum cheek, then bent over, manoeuvring his cock until he felt it against her pussy.

"W...what about...you know...protection?" he gasped.

"It's fine," she replied sharply. "I've aways used condoms before." She was squeezing him tightly, pushing back against him. His mind reeled. She'd never had unprotected sex before. He couldn't stop himself from pushing forward. Even with her on the step he had to bend his knees for the correct angle and he groaned as he felt his cock entering her tight pussy.

"Ohhhh fuccckkk," she gasped, letting go of his cock and pressing her hand against the door. She pushed back against him and with no resistance, David was suddenly fully inside her. He knew he should stop, but instead, he placed his hands on her hips and started to fuck her.

He closed his eyes and held her firmly. Within a few strokes, he felt himself against her bum cheeks, his cock deep inside her. He started to thrust into her, his cock gripped by her tight pussy. He let his hands slide down to her bum, checking himself from moaning loudly. God she was tight!

Lauren was panting, but quietly. He wrapped his hands around her thighs and pulled her back against him, prodding his cock forcefully into her.

She started to moan. "Ohhhhhh yes...fuck...oh yes...mmmmm...fuck me..." and he responded by increasing his pace and forcefulness. He could hear the slap of skin as he pumped her and he stopped caring about being in the open air of his garden.

His thighs started to burn from being bent, so he pulled his cock out of her, hearing her gasp as he did so. He turned her around to face him, stooped again and pulled her forward, taking hold of his cock and positioning it against her pussy. He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her down off the step and onto his cock. She closed her eyes and groaned as he entered her again. He pushed up, lifting her at the same time and she instinctively wrapped her legs around him. She clung on around his neck and started to bounce herself on his cock.

"Oh god," he gasped. She was so small and light he held her off the ground easily. His head was still above hers, and she leaned against his shoulder. It was incredible. He was so deep inside her, bucking his hips as she bounced. He grasped her bum cheeks, grunting as he impaled her. He moved forward, up the two steps until he could push her against the closed door. They were locked together, his cock buried inside her.