Let him lead

Your defenses are gone. You're too turned on to stop the fumbling nerd. You look away, face hot, nipples straining within your bra, unable to watch as Lenny pops the buttons down the front of your shorts. He opens them and slides the flat of his hand from your firm belly down and, fingers first, into the front of your soft panties.

Your tight, cotton panties are steamy hot with your arousal. You take a sharp breath as his fingers contact your neatly trimmed mound. He slides his fingers a little lower, stretching the waist of your panties with his wrist, cupping your sex and feeling your wetness against his fingers and palm.

"You're so fucking hot," moans Lenny, and he presses against you, kissing your neck, sliding a hand under your shirt. He squeezes your breast and slips his hand beneath your bra, finding your nipple, rolling it between his fingers as he massages your aching mound.

You lean your shoulders back against the twisted roots of the tree and allow Lenny to lift your shirt and bra above your breasts, exposing your pert, wineglass perfection with your hard, pink nipples and small areolae. He continues stroking your slit, teasing his fingers over your damp lips and grinding the heel of his palm against your clit.

You moan as his mouth seeks a nipple, wetting it before he covers it with the wet heat of his mouth and sucks hard. He moves to the other nipple, giving it the same rough treatment that sends sparks shooting from your tender titflesh to your throbbing clit.

When Lenny kisses your mouth you offer no resistance. When he pushes his tongue between your lips you return the embrace, swirling your tongue with his, eyes closed and enjoying the sloppy passion of it as his hand continues to spur you towards climax. You cum in moments, legs quivering, hips thrusting against his hand in little jerks as soft cries pass from your lips to his. You cradle his neck, he looks down to watch your motions and whispers, "Cum you little monster hunting slut. Cum for me."

The pleasure is white hot, melting through your flesh in ripples. When it is done he slides his fingers from inside you and lifts them to your mouth. You look him in the eyes and suck your juices from his fat digits, letting your nimble tongue weave between his outstretched fingers.

Lenny unzips and pulls out his hard cock. You know what he wants and do not hesitate, falling to a crouch before him, catching his shaft with your thumb and skinning back his cock head. You engulf him in your mouth. He tastes strongly of sweat and his dried cum from before. You bob your tight lips around him, tasting him, soaking his length with your saliva. His cock is a good size. Your nose collides with his pubic hair and the pudgy mound that surrounds his cock.

Your slurping and licking, moaning around him, attracts the attention of something high above. You are too intent to notice the thing creeping from branch to branch, moving closer and closer. You continue to suck Lenny, stroking his balls, anticipating the hot explosion of cum in your mouth.