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Adventures in Babysitting

By: Clohi



When Mr. and Mrs. Black asked me to babysit for them Saturday night, I wasn't really that happy about it. I was supposed to go out with my boyfriend, Mike, that night. When I called Mike to break the date, he wasn't too happy about it either.

I've been babysitting for the Blacks for a couple of years, since I was 16. Taking care of their kids is no problem. This Saturday, it was even easier. Their five-year-old was staying with friends, so I only had the four month old to look out for. Not too bad. I like the Blacks and it's good money.

The Blacks had been gone for about an hour when the doorbell rang. I was surprised to find Mike on the other side. He'd decided that if I couldn't come out and play with him, he'd come in and play with me. Since the Blacks weren't supposed to be home for another couple of hours, I didn't see anything wrong with letting Mike in. 

We settled in front of the tv in the living room. Mike is a great cuddler. That surprised me. I hadn't expected anything like that from an eighteen year old boy. We'd been going for about a year and we were planning on going to college together the following fall. As we sat on the couch, watching tv, I felt Mike blowing gently on my ear. He knows that does wonders for getting me in the mood. I turned to face him and felt his lips on mine immediately. We kissed, our tongues fighting each other. I moaned into his mouth when I felt his hand reach up and cup my breast.

As we made out on the couch, Mike slipped his hand up inside my sweater and stroked my breast through my bra. I have large breasts, which Mike loves, and my nipples are extremely sensitive. Mike's fingers were pushing down the cup of my bra and I moaned again as his fingers touched my bare nipple. Mike laid me back down on the couch and settled above me. Lifting my sweater up over my breasts, Mike pulled my bra down. He looked at my nipples and smiled. I knew what was coming next and I moaned in anticipation. When his mouth touched my nipple, I arched my back and pushed further into his mouth. 

As Mike's lips closed around my nipple, sucking me deeper and deeper into his mouth, I could feel his cock getting hard in his jeans. Mike has an amazing cock. I reached down between us, rubbing my hand over his growing bulge as his mouth sucked harder on my nipple. Lifting his head, Mike licked my nipple and then moved to my other nipple. I moaned again as this time his lips closed around my hard nub and his teeth bit down gently. Nibbling on my nipple, Mike massaged my other tit with his hand. I was going crazy. My panties were already soaked. 

Mike lifted his head and told me he really need to fuck me. I pushed him off and rapidly took off my sweater and bra. I kept my eyes on him as I unzipped my jeans and pushed them down. Mike was lifting his t-shirt over his head and then taking off his shoes and socks. Standing in front of Mike, I slipped off my panties and turned around for him, showing him my naked body. Mike reached out for me and I fell onto his lap. We kissed, our mouths grinding against each other. My legs were on either side of his. With my pussy open to him, Mike reached down and stroked my moist lips with his fingers as his tongue drove into my mouth. I love that Mike pays attention to my pussy. It's an even trade. He loves my pussy and I love his cock.

As Mike slipped the tip of his finger gently inside me, I moaned into his mouth and wrapped my arms tighter around his neck. Mike was telling me how much he loved my pussy, how wet I was, as he slid his fingers deeper and deeper inside me. When his lips closed over my nipple again, sucking as he fingered my cunt, I moaned and felt my orgasm building. I came hard and pushed down on his fingers. Smiling, I lifted my head and told him it was my turn.

Sliding off of his lap and onto the floor in front of him, I told him to stand. He did and I reached up, unzipping his jeans and sliding them down. His cock was hard and standing at full attention. Tossing his jeans to the side, I pushed him back down on the couch again. Opening his legs, I crawled between them and rubbed my hands on his thighs. Leaning my head down, I flicked the tip of my tongue across his head and Mike moaned. I love to suck his cock.

Slowly, I wrapped my lips around his cock and sucked gently, pushing my mouth down his shaft and then up again. Not using anything but my mouth on him, I sucked him, giving him the best head I knew how. My mouth bounced up and down on his shaft, twisting and turning, and pulling up and pushing back down on him. Mike moaned and threw his head back, telling me to suck him harder. We were so caught up in what we were doing, we didn't hear the door....

Greg and Courtney Black are a young couple, both only in their early 30's. Neither had ever thought that Cathy would ever be any trouble, that's why they had always asked her to babysit. Besides, the kids seem to like her. Their evening out had been shorter than they'd expected. Both were bored at the party and decided to come home early. When they walked in the front door, they had heard the tv on in the living room. As they approached the living room, Courtney stopped and grabbed Greg to stop him. Bringing her finger to her lips, she motioned for him to be quiet.

As Courtney had just been about to enter the living room, she'd noticed the light from the tv shining on the couch. Cathy was naked on her knees in front of her boyfriend, whom they'd met before. Cathy was giving the boy head. Courtney couldn't believe what she was seeing. She felt an immediate rush of arousal. Grabbing Greg, Courtney pointed out the scene on the couch. She heard Greg take a quick breath and watched his eyes go over Cathy's naked body. He was as excited as she was.

Standing in the doorway, they watched their young babysitter bounce her mouth up and down on her boyfriend's cock. She was moaning, obviously enjoying what she was doing. The boyfriend was moaning, telling her to suck harder. She did. Courtney felt Greg's hands reach around her and cup her breasts. She leaned back against him, reaching her hands back to grab his hips. Unbuttoning the front of her blouse, Greg slipped his hands inside and tore at her bra, exposing her breasts. His eyes were focused on the two eighteen year olds and his hands were roughly massaging his wife's massive tits. She suppressed a moan as Greg's fingers squeezed her nipples, tugging on them. 

Cathy lifted her mouth from Mike's cock and looked him in the eye. Standing up, she ran her hands over her body, fondling her breasts, and then she lowered herself slowly onto Mike's hard cock. She moaned as his cock pushed up inside her. Greg couldn't stand it. Watching this girl fuck her boyfriend was pushing him over the edge. Reaching down, he tugged on Courtney's skirt, pushing it down around her ankles. Grabbing the top of her panties, he pulled hard, ripping them off her. Courtney bit her bottom lip as Greg's fingers rammed themselves into her hot, wet pussy. 

Cathy was bouncing up and down on Mike's cock, her breasts swinging from side to side. She grabbed his shoulders as he grabbed her ass and slammed his cock up higher inside her. He loved her pussy, so fucking tight. They were both moaning, lost in each other, unaware that they were being watched. Cathy was trying hard to keep from moaning. She wanted to watch them cum. Greg was hard, his cock straining in his pants. As his fingers dove up inside Courtney, Greg unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out. While he diddled his wife, Greg wrapped his other hand around his cock and stroked it hard and fast. 

Fucking harder and faster, Cathy moaned and Mike thrust upwards. Cathy's pussy tightened around Mike's surging member and she moaned as she climaxed. Mike pushed up again and then moaned as he came hard. Standing up, Cathy bent over and took Mike's spewing cock in her mouth and sucked. As she was sucking him, she noticed a movement and stopped, stunned. Mr. and Mrs. Black.

Courtney knew they'd been seen. Smiling, she pushed Greg's fingers from her pussy and stepped down into the living room. Her blouse was open, her breasts exposed and she wore nothing below the waist except for her heels. She walked towards Cathy and Mike. Greg followed behind her, his cock hanging out, hard and erect. Without saying a word, Courtney leaned over and took Mike's still spewing cock in her mouth and sucked, tasting Cathy. Mike moaned and pushed his cock up. Courtney sucked hard, pulling on his rod, her fingers moving down and closing around his balls. She squeezed and Mike shot another load in her mouth. 

Cathy watched and then moaned as she felt Greg come up behind her. His hands reached around and grabbed her breasts, his fingers rubbing her nipples. Greg's hands moved down her stomach and settled between her legs. She was so wet and his fingers slipped easily inside. Cathy moaned as she leaned against him. She watched as Courtney's head bounced up and down in Mike's lap, sucking his semi-limp cock. Greg whispered in her ear to sit on the couch next to Mike. She did.

Sitting, watching, Cathy was mesmerized. As Courtney sucked Mike's cock, she slowly shimmied out of her blouse and bra. Naked, she knelt between Mike's legs. MIke was getting hard again already. Greg stood and watched his wife suck the boy's cock and he stripped out his clothes. Cathy turned back and watched as Greg stepped towards her, his hand stroking his cock. She thought he wanted her to suck him, she knew she wanted that, but he had other ideas. Kneeling in front of her, Greg spread her legs. Cathy moaned and arched up as she felt Greg's tongue on her sensitive pussy lips. 

Mike looked over and watched as Mr. Black ate Cathy's pussy, licking her lips up and down. Cathy's eyes were closed and she was moaning. He knew he couldn't believe this was happening. Mrs. Black was sucking his cock like it was her last meal, and who was he to complain. Her mouth kept pushing down on him, he could feel the back of her throat. He didn't want to shoot his load yet but he was so close.

Greg licked Cathy's tasty pussy, his tongue dipping just inside and then sliding back out again. She tasted to sweet and so young. As his tongue circled her clit, he slipped two fingers up inside her, fucking her fast. He knew she was close to coming. Closing his lips tight around her clit, he sucked hard, pulling an orgasm from her. Her body shook and he smiled. 

Rising to his feet, he held his cock in his hands. Cathy leaned forward, wrapping her arms around his legs, and took his cock in her mouth. Greg moaned as her warm mouth sucked hard. She didn't have Courtney's experience and finesse but god could she suck cock. Her mouth moved up and down, twisting and turning. He watched as Courtney rose to her feet and told Mike to stand up. Courtney crawled up on the couch, her ass in the air and told Mike to fuck her. He looked at Greg and when Greg smiled and pushed Cathy's head down further on his cock, Mike smiled. Grabbing Courtney's ass in his hands, he guided his cock slowly into her.

She wasn't as tight as Courtney but she still felt amazing. He pushed his cock deeper inside her, slamming his balls against her thighs. She moaned and reached down between them. Mike felt her grab his balls and he thought he'd lose it right then. He held back and drilled her pussy over and over again. 

Greg slipped his cock away from Cathy's sweet mouth and turned her around, leaning her over the couch. As he buried his cock in her tight pussy, Courtney reached out and grabbed her dangling tit in her fingers. Cathy moaned and pushed back against Greg. He was fucking her hard. She watched as Mike fucked Courtney and felt a rip of excitement. She loved watching him. She never thought she would but she was so fucking excited.

Mike moaned and pushed harder into Courtney. She pushed back against him, her orgasm ripping through her. She turned, taking his dripping cock in her mouth and sucked him. Mike collapsed back onto the couch and watched as Greg continued to drill Cathy's pussy. 

Courtney watched and couldn't stand it. Crawling down between Greg and Cathy's legs, Courtney flicked her mouth out and licked Greg's swinging balls. He moaned and pushed harder into Cathy. Cathy was the next to scream out as she felt Courtney's tongue on her pussy. Courtney was licking her as Greg fucked her. Cathy moaned and her orgasm tore through her, shaking her to the core. Greg pulled out and Courtney took his cock in her mouth. Cathy watched as Courtney sucked Greg to an orgasm, his cock erupting in her mouth.

Courtney laid back on the floor, still feeling horny and excited. Greg sat in the chair across from the couch and watched as his wife slipped her fingers between her legs. Without thinking, Cathy crawled off the couch and settled on the floor next to Courtney. Reaching out, Courtney brought Cathy on top of her in a sixty-nine position. Both Greg and Mike watched as their wife and girlfriend ate each other's pussy. 

Cathy moaned as she felt Courtney's tongue pushing inside her and she followed the example, pushing her own tongue between Courtney's lips. She'd never done this before, never even imagined doing it, but she was turned on as she repeated every move that Courtney made on her. Courtney was moaning, thrusting her hips upwards, meeting Cathy's mouth. As both women moaned and writher on the floor, the men grew hard. Greg looked at Mike and pointed to Courtney. Greg slid off of the couch and settled behind Cathy again. Lifting her, he slid his cock into her pussy as Courtney continued to lick her pussy, alternating with licking Greg's cock as he slid in and out. 

Mike moved and pushed his cock between Courtney's pussy lips, stroking her cunt with his rod. Cathy kept licking, rolling her tongue as Mike's cock moved in and out. Taking him in her hand, she sucked him and then pushed him back into Courtney. All four were moaning and thrusting, licking and sucking. When the orgasms started, they shook each and every one. Exhausted, they collapsed on the floor. 

The adventures in babysitting were just beginning. The following weekend, the Blacks were sending the kids to their grandparents and Mike and Cathy were spending the weekend with them. In bed.

Adventures in Babysitting



This is my third true story. Please email me your comments. One was about a black woman, one was about a black man, and this one is about a white woman. 

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When I was 19 years old, I used to babysit for extra money. People thought I was crazy, but I thought it was the perfect way to make money. You can sit around and watch television, usually eat pizza and drink all of the sodas you wanted to. I also only babysat for families that had older kids who didn't need a whole lot of attention, and even some where I knew the husband had a good stash of porn. 

There was one young family directly across the street from me that had two boys who both enjoyed it when I stayed there. We always had a lot of fun, and I always let them stay up past their bed time. I loved babysitting there because I had the hots for the Mom and the Dad had a really good supply of Penthouse. The Mom was extremely sexy I thought. She was 32, had a beautiful face, about a C cup breast and a nice thin waist. Her hips were a little big from having two kids, but she was gorgeous. She also had the most amazing lace bras which I used to love taking out of the hamper and smelling. She smelled wonderful! I think she bought her matching bra and panty sets from Victoria's Secret, but at 19 I couldn't tell the difference. 

A time came where I think the two of them were having marital problems. He seemed to be gone a lot and she seemed to going out a lot. I know she was going out a lot because I seemed to babysit about once a week. She also had this really good looking friend that went out with her a lot. She was good looking and really slutty looking too. It made the mom seem even that much more hot! She especially looked hot the days I went to babysit because she was going out and she really liked to wear something skimpy and revealing. She dressed for fun and she always seemed like she had fun. She never came home with a guy (I fantasized about her friend spending the night with her), but she always seemed to come home late, always seemed a little tipsy with a smell of alcohol and cigarettes in her clothes. She didn't smoke, but there was not a No Smoking policy in my hometown then. I always liked it when she came home late because I made more money and it gave me more time with her husband's porn stash after the kids went to sleep. I was very lucky that since she lived so close and was such good friends with my parents, there were times when I would spend the night there if I would fall asleep on the couch. There were a lot of times where the kids would fall asleep at a decent hour and she wouldn't get home until late, so I had plenty of time with the magazines. I also liked to go through her drawers and see what I could find. I really enjoyed her underwear drawer because she had such a good selection of things to wear. I could see a lot of her panties and bras in the hamper, but looking in her drawers gave me a chance to see some of the things she wouldn't put in the washer. She had some really nice garments and just looking at them would give me a hard on. 

I realized after several months, I had never looked in what kids think is the greatest hiding spot. I never looked between her mattress and her box spring. One night I looked there and found an envelope with Polaroid's in it. I was very excited when I opened the envelope. I kind of guessed what type of pictures would be in there, but didn't want to get my hopes up too much. They were justified in being up. There were about a dozen photos in different poses of the mom and of her best friend. None of them were of the two of them together though. I never did find out if she was bisexual, so that could have explained why they didn't have pictures together, plus I imagine they may not have had a photographer. Up to that moment, this was the best time I had babysitting for her. Needless to say I used the photos for motivation as I layed on her bed and jacked off two times before she got home. After the second time I put the photos back carefully and went back to the living room to watch television. 

For the next month whenever I would babysit for her, I would always get her photos out the first chance I had and jack off often. Some of the times I would pull out a couple of her husband's Penthouse magazines and read the Forum articles while I looked at her pictures. It was the greatest thing a 19 year old could ask for. I went to look one night after the great month, and the pictures were gone. I don't know where they went, but began to think that maybe she suspected either myself or her kids had found them. They were way too young to begin to think of anything like that, so if she suspected anybody, she probably suspected me. It was kind of exciting thinking she knew I had seen her naked body. At the same time though, she may not have suspected anything and may just have given the photos to her girlfriend to keep at her place. Either way, I no longer had the pictures to look at. I still did have a good selection of magazines which was all a teenager could ask for. As I lay there that first night, I got excited by the pictures, by what I was reading in Forum, and by the thought that she may have discovered that I would do bad things to myself while I looked at her. In my young mind, I thought she might have been turned on by the idea of me seeing her and by the thought of me fucking her like they did in the magazine stories. I decided to do something about it. I thought if I made it more obvious that I had found the magazines, she would know how horny I was and may want to act on it. After I was done jacking off for the last time that night, I left a couple of the magazines out where they could be seen under the bed. They were kept under the bed, but I left them sticking out so that she could tell somebody had found them. When she finally got back that night, she paid me and I went home. Nothing happened. 

The next week she called me to see if I was available on a Friday night. Of course I said yes. I got there about 7 and she and her friend were ready to go. They told me they would probably be late, so I should go ahead and call my Mom and plan on sleeping on the couch. No problem I thought. They left; I played with the kids, fed them some pizza and ice cream, and then watched a little television before they fell asleep. I had them go to bed and looked at the clock. It was only 1000 which was great because it gave me plenty of time with the porn stash. I looked at the magazines for an hour or so, jacked off a couple of times (two times in an hour sounds like a lot, but remember that I was only 19), and then suddenly saw headlights in the window. I had plenty of time before she would come in the house, but was disappointed she was home so early. I had decided I was going to leave the magazines out again which I did before I went into the living room and started watching TV. I saw the headlights back out of the driveway and then heard the keys in the door. The mom came in and I could tell she had been drinking, but hadn't had too much. We had our normal small talk and then went in to the kids room together to check on the kids. They were sound asleep still. We walked back into the living room, and she said she had to go get some money from her bedroom. I thought uh-oh because I knew she was going to see the magazines. She called my name and asked me to come into the room. I knew what it was about and started getting worried that she was going to be pissed and I was going to be in trouble. She was standing on the side of the bed I had the magazines on and asked me what this was as she pointed at the floor. 

I kind of stuttered, and said I had just found them that night. She told me I was lying. She knew I had been looking at the magazines for some time now and had been playing with myself in her bed because I would accidentally leave the lotion out beside the bed and she could see my cum covered tissue in the trash can. Then she asked me if I liked her photos she had under the mattress. I was stunned and didn't know what to say. She could tell that I guess because she just walked over to me and kissed me. I knew how to kiss and was hoping I was doing a good job. Up to that point, I would have been content with just kissing, but she wasn't going to stop there. As she was kissing me, she moved her hand down to rub my crotch. I guess she liked the huge lump in my pants because she rubbed it and rubbed it. Then she took one of my hands and placed it on her tits. I had plenty of boob action on dates before so I squeezed them like an expert I thought. One of my girlfriends liked her nipple pinched so I did that and the Mom just squealed. I thought she wanted me to pinch harder but she yelped and told me not to pinch so hard. I guess I had a lot to learn. 

I think she obviously wanted more than for me to play with her boobs, because she began kissing my neck and nibbling on my ear lobe. I was taller than her so it worked out perfectly. She eventually reached down and pulled up my shirt and moved to kissing my nipples and my chest. I had never had that done to me before and it felt wonderful. She was kissing one nipple and then began rubbing the other one. She squeezed it kind of hard and it hurt a little so I yelped. She looked up at me and asked me how I liked it. I wanted to tell her I liked it all but nothing came out of my mouth. I had been holding up my shirt which kept my hands occupied. I pulled it up over my head now so that my hands were free. She was kissing my stomach and before I knew it, somehow she loosened the drawstring on my sweatpants. She had gotten all the way down on her knees at that point and she pulled my sweatpants all the way down to my ankles which left my cotton covered cock at eye level for her. She licked the outside of my underwear and got a good taste of my precum. She licked me, and bit down a little on my cock too. I was loving it and she was loving it too. 

She told me to sit down on the edge of the bed to which I gladly obliged. I was sitting there with my underwear still on and my sweatpants around my ankles. She got up and made sure the bedroom door was locked and walked back over to the bed, removing her shirt as she walked. She just threw it on the floor and since I didn't want her to feel alone, I took my shirt off and threw it down on the floor too. All she had on was her jeans and her black, lacy bra and I was in my sweats (around my ankles) and my white briefs (with a big wet spot on them). She came over to me and took my sweats completely off and tossed them on the floor somewhere. She spread my legs a little and crawled between them. As she was doing that, she unclasped her bra's front hooks and tossed the bra somewhere too. She had beautiful tits I thought. They weren't really big, but they were perfectly shaped with a slight pointing upwards. Her nipples were good sized and very dark. I loved what I saw. 

While she was kneeling there, she reached towards me and pulled my underwear down a little revealing my very hard, 8" cock. She didn't pull the underwear all the way off so my balls were still covered. She then began licking my head with her tongue trying to get all of the precum I guess. I wanted her to take it all into her mouth, but she only licked it. She then rose up and took one of her tits in her hand and rubbed her nipple on my cock. She had gotten all of the precum, but I was so horny, there was plenty more still in there. It leaked all over and coated her nipple. She backed up a little and the precum made a string to her nipple. Then she took her other tit and did the same with her other nipple. Both of her nipples were shining with my precum. She stood up and pushed me gently back on the bed. I was laying there on my back and she crawled up and put one of her tits in my mouth. This was the first time I had ever tasted my own cum and it was pretty good. I sucked on her nipple and remembering that her nipples were kind of sensitive, never did bite down on it that hard. She rose up and put her other nipple in my mouth giving me another taste of my cum. Her eyes were closed the entire time and she had a look of extreme pleasure on her face. 

After I cleaned off both of her nipples, she stood up on the floor and unsnapped her jeans and pulled them down. Her black, lacy panties were part of a set and matched her bra perfectly. I didn't see them that long, because she pulled them down too. She stood there naked in front of me and crossed her ankles which kind of covered up her nearly hairless pubic area. As she was standing there, she cupped one of her tits in both of her hands and flicked her own nipple with her own tongue. It was so hot. She didn't do that very long before she walked back over to me and pulled my underwear all the way off. She reached for my cock and grabbed it, pointing it directly at the ceiling, perpendicularly to my body. She let go and it snapped back down making a slapping sound on my stomach. She bent at the waist and began licking my cock again, before she finally gave me what I wanted and took it all into her mouth. She grasped the base of my cock with her hand and bobbed up and down on it. I closed my eyes and just laid there enjoying the pleasure. Luckily I had already cum twice that night because otherwise, I would have exploded into her mouth right away. I think she wanted more than to just suck me off. 

She eventually stopped sucking me and climbed up on the bed. I started to get all the way on the bed too, but she told me to lie as I was. Who was I to argue? She asked me if I had ever licked pussy before and I lied. I told her I had. She said good, as she crawled up and started to lower her pussy onto my face. I could smell the musky, and wonderful aroma of her pussy juice. I could see the few hairs she had glistening in her own juice. She wasn't all the way on my face at first, but after she got her legs comfortable, she lowered herself so that her pussy lips were touching my lips. I eagerly lapped away. I was just licking like a fool when she made me stop and asked me if I had really ever done it before. I said that I had not. She could probably tell that I had not before so she told me to take it slowly. She also reached down and pulled her lips apart and showed me the little stub that was her clit. She told me to lick her crack some, but to also make sure I licked at her clit too. She lowered herself back onto my face and used her hands to keep her lips apart. She obviously trained me correctly, because as soon as I licked her clit a few times, and even sucked on it like it was a little cock, she flooded my mouth with her pussy juice. She was a very big cummer. I didn't really know she had orgasmed, so I kept licking at her clit and pussy. She became very sensitive when she came and made me stop. As I look back at it, I was probably killing her as I continued to lick on her clit at that point. She rose up a little just to make sure I couldn't touch her any more with my tongue and just sat there. I guess she was also a long cummer. She finally opened her eyes, and looked at me and told me how great that was. She said it was my turn. 

She turned herself around 160 degrees so that her pussy was still in my face. She didn't lower herself any so I couldn't easily reach it, but I could still smell her wonderful odor. Before I could say or do anything, my cock was in her mouth. She was a pro. As I got older, I looked back and realized I had never had a blowjob that good before. Maybe because it was from somebody I had lusted after for so long, or maybe it was because she was so good at it, but it was a fantastic blowjob. She licked and bobbed and sucked. Her mouth had so much suction in it. She was able to put my entire cock into her mouth which I thought was going to choke her. She would go all the way to the base so that her nose touched my balls and then just hold it. I didn't know how she was breathing. Then she would rise up and do it again. She was slobbering a lot I could tell because I could feel her saliva running down my balls, I loved it. She loved it too, but she wanted fucked. She just stopped and I asked her why she stopped. 

She didn't say a word as she turned herself another 190 degrees and quickly lowered herself onto my cock. She was very good at it because she went straight down. She didn't have to feel around at all for my cock to find her slit. She just sat right down and lowered herself all the way down the length of my cock. She looked at me and smiled and asked me if I could feel her. She was squeezing her pussy muscles and it felt like she was trying to milk the cum out of my cock. At that rate, she was going to get it. She smiled and she saw the big smile on my face. She rose up a little and began going up and down on my shaft. She reached down with her own hand and also began rubbing her clit. She was getting close to cumming and so was I. Suddenly, she began biting her lip like she was trying to hold in a scream. I had to do the same. I was cumming and I knew it. In one long spurt, I erupted into her beautiful pussy and she flooded my cock with her juice. We both just spasmed for a moment before she opened her eyes and reached down and kissed me. I eagerly kissed her back. 

She eventually climbed off me and lay next to me on the bed. We were both laying there naked, when we thought we heard a noise in the hall. One of her kids must be up. She quickly got out of bed, threw on a robe and told me to get dressed. She went out in the hall and saw her youngest boy going to the bathroom. He saw her and was excited that she was home. I knew he wasn't going to go back to sleep. I decided to go ahead and get dressed. She came back into the room in a minute and told me he wanted to stay up and watch TV with her and I should go out the back door. I said ok and then left. She never did give me my money that night, but I did "babysit" for her again, even some nights when the kids spent the night with their friends. She was always a lot of fun and she taught me more than anybody else ever has. I owe her greatly for that. She'll always hold a big place in my heart (and in my crotch). 



Adventures In BabySitting



Jimmy stepped out of the shower and grabbed a towel. He dried himself hastily, so his shoulder length hair was still wet as he slipped into his robe and made his way to the bedroom. The clock on the wall told him he was going to be late.

"Shit," he said. "Better get a move on". 

He opened the wardrobe and selected his clothes for the evening. A cream suit, white shirt with brown brogues. No tie. Smart but not too formal. Perfect for a romantic dinner with his girl. 

He laid the clothes out on his bed and slipped out of the robe. Then he caught sight of himself in the bedroom mirror. 

"Damn," he cursed, rubbing the palm of his hand against the stubble on his chin. In his haste he had forgotten to shave. So he left his clothes spread out on the bed and went back to the bathroom. 

Across town, Emily was listening to some disco records and enjoying a beer. She was dressed in hot pants, a man,s shirt and tie, and knee high socks. Her jet black hair was bunched up in pigtails, and she wore thick set glasses as a fashion statement, not necessity. 

Beneath her eyes she had applied black mascara, and her lips were painted a shocking red. She lay back on a bean bag, smoking and tapping her feet in rhythm to the music. Her shirt was unbuttoned enough to expose the frilly laced edges of her push up bra. This affected position pushed her breasts upward, giving the impression of a remarkable cleavage. 

Emily was feeling great. The beer was working, making her feel sexy and bold. She couldn't really say when her hand had slid into her hot pants, working beneath the hem of her panties to stroke between the pink folds of her pussy. 

She rubbed slowly at first, her hand working by itself. Then, as the sensations grew more intense, she stroked faster, rocking her hips against the movement of her hand. She took a pull on her cigarette as she masturbated. She was incredibly horny. 

But then her cell phone rang. Emily had been expecting the call, and it was a call she had to take. She slid the hand out from between her thighs and grabbed the phone from the floor. 

"Yes?" she answered with sexy oriental tones. "What time do you need me?" 

Emily nodded as the caller spoke.

"Ok, see you soon. You tell him to expect me, yes?" 

Emily cancelled the call and sat upright on the bean bag. She killed the stereo, finished the cigarette, then looked down to her groin and patted between her thighs.

"I deal with you later," she purred, then stood up and made for the door. 

Jimmy was still in his robe applying some after shave when the door bell rang. It rang twice before he heard it. He put the bottle down and went down stairs, creeping over the tiled floor that was cold against his bare feet. 

As he approached the door he saw the silhouette of a medium height girl standing on the other side of the frosted glass. He noted long legs jutting from a very short skirt, and if he was not mistaken, pigtails. From her sideways position, he could also make out the round definition of her breasts. This would be the baby sitter. 

Jimmy had got the call earlier that day. Her name was Emily, the agency had told him. A popular girl of Japanese / American parentage. She had sat for many couples in the neighbourhood and came highly recommended. Some of the guys at the office spoke very highly of her. But, even though he was expecting her, Jimmy didn't much feel like entertaining nineteen year old girls. Not until he opened the door and saw Emily in all her oriental beauty. She was stunning.

"Hi," she giggled, still half stoned as she stood on the porch her high heels. "You must be Jimmy, right?" 

Jimmy smiled weakly.

"Um, yeah," he replied, strangely nervous. "Emily?" 

She nodded and flashed a cheeky smile. 

"Yes. I'm from the agency. You're expecting me?"

Jimmy nodded. He took a side wards step and gestured for Emily to step inside. 

"Please, come in." 

He followed her with his eyes as she tottered into the house. He watched the tight cheeks of her ass roll in hot pants and tightened the belt of his gown as a safety measure.

"God damn," he whispered to himself. He shut the door and followed Emily inside. 

She was looking around the lounge, handling some porcelain items from above the fireplace.

"Please be careful with those," Jimmy asked. "They're quite expensive." 

Emily sighed and placed the objects down.

"Don't worry Jimmy," she purred, approaching him slowly. "I look after you're things. And, I look after you, right?" 

Jimmy laughed weakly. "Um, yes. Thank you." 

Emily stood inches from him, playing with her pigtails. 

"I look after you real good!"

Jimmy pinked and gave a startled cough.

"Listen", he stammered. "I must go and get dressed. My girlfriend will be home shortly. She's at some Tupperware party thing. I won't be long."

Emily smiled and blew Jimmy a kiss as he ascended the stairs and re-entered the bathroom. 

Jimmy shut the door fast and pulled the lock tight. What a girl! He clenched his fists and pounded them against his temples. There were thoughts in his head that he knew he shouldn't entertain. Thoughts of Emily naked, spread eagled on a bed with him between her open thighs, cock in hand, penetrating the mouth of her wet pussy!

Jimmy looked at himself in the mirror. He was hot with perspiration, and trembling. Emily had really gotten to him. He looked down to his crotch. His cock was poking through the slit of his gown. Jimmy pulled at the belt and freed his upright penis from the restraint of the gown. It was completely erect and twitching. Droplets of cum had already formed at the tip. What was that Prince had once said? Never waste an erection? 

So he pulled open the gown and took his cock in hand. Jimmy clenched it tight and began stroking the shaft, then concentrated his efforts at the head with finger and thumb, where the sensations were most delicious. He let out a silent moan. His balls shook as he pounded his cock. He thought of Emily presenting her backside to him as he watched himself masturbate in the mirror. The thought of fucking Emily was too much. Jimmy gasped and gave a final flurry with his hand. His hips bucked and he ejaculated hot tears of cum onto the marbled floor. 

Jimmy exhaled loudly and wiped cleaned his mess with some paper towels. Now he could be in the room with Emily and not have bad thoughts. He had come, so the need was gone. For now, at least. 

He fixed his gown cleaned then left to make for the bedroom. It was then that he was startled to see Emily in the corridor only inches from the bathroom door. 

"Emily," he exclaimed. "What are you doing up here?" 

She smiled mischievously and gave Jimmy a little wink.

"I need to pee. What took you so long in there?" 

Jimmy blushed and began to stammer again. "I was, um, getting ready," he said. Emily walked up close to him.

"As long as that's all you were doing," she remarked, then brushed her body up against Jimmy's as she squeezed past him and into the bathroom.

Jimmy watched incredulously as Emily shut the door, her sultry gaze never leaving his. Then he shook his head and walked into the bedroom.He sat on the bed and put his head in his hands. His fiancée couldn't come home soon enough! This was a dangerous situation he was in. The girl was dynamite. No wonder she came with so many recommendations!

Jimmy began to undress when there was the sudden intrusion of loud music coming from downstairs and, he thought, the sound of breaking porcelain. Again Jimmy fastened his robe and hurried to the lounge to see what the commotion was. He was amazed at what he saw.

Emily was slow dancing by herself to some horrid hip hop tune at the foot of the stairs. She had one foot on the carpet but her other leg was raised over the banister so she was sat astride it. Slowly, she gyrated hips in rhythm to the music. Her head was thrown back, her mouth open in a wide 'O', and a hand was placed gently at her throat. Jimmy could not believe his eyes. 

Emily was pleasuring herself against the banister! She was physically humping the railing and didn't care who saw it. It was as if she was sat astride a man, rocking to and fro and totally lost in the moment. Jimmy walked past her, in the direction of the stereo, and switched off the music. 

It had little affect on Emily. She still rubbed herself frantically against the banister, totally oblivious to Jimmy's presence. He approached her angrily.

"What the hell are you doing," he demanded. Emily opened her eyes and smiled happily.

"Enjoying myself," she replied, continuing her pleasurable movements against the banister. Jimmy's patience became fraught. 

"Will you stop that please. Are you crazy?" he asked her.

"Possibly," she replied. 

Slowly she raised her thigh and lifted a leg over the banister. Then she walked towards him, unbuttoning her shirt. Jimmy could not move as Emily approached him like a panther approaches it's prey, her shirt now undone to the waist. He was wide eyed as her flat stomach was revealed, and the delicious swell of her breasts revived the stirrings in his loins. He was rock hard by the time she stopped only inches from him.

"You'd better stop," he said weakly. "My girlfriend?"

"Is at some Tupperware party," Emily interrupted, throwing her shirt to the floor. "She won't be home for a long time yet."

Jimmy stood helpless as Emily fingered the clasp of her bra, then slid the straps off her pale shoulders to fully reveal her magnificent breasts. They were large and rounded, exquisitely pert specimens that protruded from her chest like over ripe melons. Jimmy pleaded helplessly as Emily clasped her bosoms and turned her back to him, gyrating her ass against his crotch.

"Emily, please stop." 

But his words were wasted. Emily took his hands in her own and placed them on her soft breasts. He sighed as his fingers clasped the warm flesh and squeezed into them. Then Emily tilted her head sideways and found his mouth with hers. 

The kiss was passionate, urgent. Her tongue was in his mouth, hungry for his kiss. Emily led Jimmy slowly to the couch and sat him down on the cushions. Her hand found the opening of his robe, then took hold of his straining cock. Her fingers traced the stem as they kissed. Jimmy then moaned into her open mouth as Emily began to pump his erection. With each sharp flick of her wrist, Jimmy felt his passion rising. 

Now he was begging Emily not to stop. Her mouth was upon his chest. The robe was wide open, and her little nibbling kisses made their way to his stomach and then his groin. She kissed his cock from base to head, licking the shaft, then swallowed the length of it in her mouth. She bobbed her head slowly at first, nibbling the head with her teeth, her tongue flitting across the opening of his foreskin.

Jimmy gasped. Emily was on all fours on the leather couch, her head in his lap, sucking greedily on his cock. He placed his hand on her rounded ass and found an opening in her pink panties. His finger found the wet opening of her pussy and he pushed it in up to the knuckle. 

As Emily sucked his cock Jimmy fingered her cunt, fucking her from behind with his hand. Emily gasped with delight. As she moaned his cock fell out from between her cherry lips so she clasped it firm between the soft flesh of her breasts. Instinctively Jimmy rocked his hips, thrusting upwards, lost in the delirious sensation of his cock being massaged between the babysitter's breasts. At the same time is hand was thrusting in and out of her gushing pussy, his fingers coated with her honey.

Both were delirious with pleasure; Jimmy with his cock sandwiched between pert breasts, and she on all fours with fingers pleasuring her cunt. Emily sighed as she felt his other reach under her belly and extend to finger her clit. 

Jimmy felt his passion rising. He accelerated the upward thrust of his hips, feeling the sensation of orgasm gather at his cock head. But Emily seemed to sense this and withdrew. Jimmy's cock flopped against his stomach and his hand fell away from her pussy as Emily reclined against the leather couch. She grinned slyly and lifted her hips. Her fingers tugged at the elastic of her panties and pulled them off her hips and down towards her feet. Jimmy removed them with his teeth and threw them to the floor.

Emily leaned back on her elbows and opened her thighs, smooth insides coated with her juices. She presented her cunt to Jimmy and he moved in without words. His face was inches from her delicate slit, he could smell her intoxicating pussy. Greedily he bowed his head and placed his mouth upon her opening. 

She had shaved her pubic hair and the stubble tickled his nose and chin. He extended his tongue and forced it into her hole. Emily sighed with pleasure. Jimmy stabbed her cunt with his tongue, then flicked it rapidly upon the pink folds of her clit. She dug her fingernails into his scalp, forcing him to tongue fuck her harder. 

The soft flesh of her thighs were pressed against his ears and her feet wrapped tight against his neck as Jimmy machine gunned her cunt with his tongue. Emily thrust her hips upward to meet the rhythm of his tongue, her ass squeaking against the cold leather as she gyrated and screamed with delight.

Then she took his head in her hands and pulled him upward so his body lay vertically to hers. His chest pressed against her warm breasts and his cock head was erect at the mouth of her pussy. Emily kissed Jimmy hungrily and her hands fell to his ass. She dug her fingers into his taut ass cheeks and gave a hard push. 

With one easy movement his cock was inside her. She grit her teeth as his length pierced her cunt. Jimmy gave a loud sigh of pleasure. Her pussy was the tightest he had fucked. He forced his tongue inside her mouth as he made long, slow thrusts inside her. 

Emily spread her legs wide and wrapped her thighs around Jimmy's back. She moaned noisily into Jimmy's mouth as he rode her. Her hands were on his ass, directing the movement of his groin against hers. Jimmy looked down at her breasts shaking with the force of his body violating hers. Her stomach was flat and taut as her body contorted to receive him, her skin flushed scarlet and perspiring. 

Jimmy could her hear squeal with each thrust of his cock. He reached down with his hands and took hold of her exposed ass cheeks. His fingers gripped the taut flesh and Emily gasped.

"Ah, yes!" she exclaimed. "You fuck me good!"

Jimmy thrust urgently , pounding his cock into her young body. He took hold of a meaty breast and placed his mouth upon it. He sucked hungrily on the plump flesh as his seductress squealed beneath him. She was like a scalded feline, thrusting up against him with an insane, screaming desire. 

Emily then placed her hands on Jimmy's chest and pushed him away. She lay him down on the couch and sat astride him. She took hold of his enlarged cock and bore down upon it. She swallowed him up to the hilt, then began rocking back and forth upon him. She stretched her arms upward so her body became as long and nimble as a blade of grass. 

Jimmy took hold of her breasts and squeezed them as Emily bounced upon his lap. She moaned eagerly, her face contorted in pleasure. It was time. Emily placed her hands of Jimmy's chest and thrust her hips back and forth repeatedly, her breasts flapping wildly as she came. She gave a long moan of pleasure then collapsed upon Jimmy.

"Oh baby, you fuck me good" she said. 

Jimmy gasped as she eased herself of his cock and slid down to take it in her mouth. She pulled her lips along the length of his thick penis then took hold of it between her thumb and finger. With the head still in her mouth, Emily stroked Jimmy's cock until she heard the rise of his moaning and felt his hips bucking. 

With a final flick of her wrist Jimmy groaned and Emily felt the hot jets of cum streak her lips and cheek. She licked the last droplets of cum from his cock head then slid to the floor. Her cell phone was ringing in her bag. She took it out and answered, her face still streaked with cum.

"Hi, Sarah," she said. "What are you doing?"

"I'm at the Mcready's babysitting, remember? How are you? Just checking in?"

Emily smiled.

"Oh, just good" she said. "I call you later. Bit busy now."

With that Emily hung up and smiled at Jimmy.

"Come on," she said. "You better dress. Your girlfriend will be home soon, yes?"

To Be Continued.



Adventures in Babysitting



"No Bobby, you can't come over. I'm babysitting. I'll see you tomorrow."

"Aw, come on Sarah. I can't wait until tomorrow. I won't stay long."

"No. I'm hanging up now. I'll see you tomorrow."

It was the third time Bobby had called. He was persistent. He had been persistent since their first date only three weeks ago. Sarah could still remember it vividly. She was giving him a goodnight kiss on her front porch. It was more than a peck on the cheek. It was a real kiss. After all, she did like him. 

Sarah had her arms around Bobby's neck. Their tongue's mingled. Their bodies were pressed together so tightly that she could feel his hardness against her. She knew she had to stop before Bobby got the wrong impression. It wasn't that she was a prude, although she was still a virgin, but this was only their first date. 

"I better go now," she told him trying to pull away. "I had a good time. Thank you."

"Aw, come on," Bobby pleaded holding her close. "Don't go. Just one more kiss. Please."

So Sarah let him kiss her again. There was no real harm and she did like him. Sarah got a little nervous when his hands slid down her back and squeezed her firm ass cheeks through her shorts. She felt his hardness pressing against her shamelessly. It excited her. She was getting damp between the legs. She had to regain control before it went any further. After all, this was her front porch. The neighbors might see.

"Okay Bobby," Sarah said trying to sound firm as she turned her face away from the kiss. "I really do have to go now. Call me."

He still didn't let go. Bobby sunk his teeth into the thin skin of her neck. He slid a hand between their bodies and squeezed her full breast. His fingers found her nipple through the top she was wearing and pinched it. Sarah gasped. Her body loved what he was doing. Just a little longer, she thought. Then I'll go.

The kiss resumed. His fingers dug into her ass cheek while his other hand squeezed and fondled her breast. Sarah could feel Bobby shamelessly rubbing manhood against her throbbing mound. It felt so incredibly good. Juices leaked from her gash into her panties as she rotated against him.

Bobby's hand slid from her breast and down her stomach. Sarah was so consumed with the sensations surging through her body that at first she didn't realize his hand had moved between her legs. He was rubbing her sex with his fingers. She had let things get out of control. Oh god, she thought, his fingers feel so good but I have to stop it... don't I?

"Please Bobby," she gasped. "Not... not there." 

She really didn't want him to stop. Not yet. Just a little longer, she thought. His fingers felt like they were trying to dig a hole through her shorts. Sarah had never felt so sexually alive. The throbbing between her legs was so intense that it scared her. She closed her eyes and gasped when she felt his tongue push into her ear. 

Bobby shoved his hand into her shorts and under her panties. Sarah could hear a voice screaming in her head to stop this insanity. Only one boy had ever touched her there and she had dated him for almost two years. Now here was a boy she barely knew doing it to her on the front porch. His fingers moved through the soft curls covering her swollen sex. She felt them touch the moist folds of her womanhood. 

"Please Bobby," Sarah pleaded not knowing whether she was asking him to stop or to continue. "Oh god... no... yes."

Bobby's finger parted the juicy folds and found her opening. Sarah gasped when she felt it slide into her body. Her legs involuntarily parted inviting him to go deeper. A second finger slid into her quivering sex. Sarah closed her eyes and gave in to the pleasure coursing through her loins. She squirmed against his thrusting fingers as they repeatedly delved into her steamy hole. 

The orgasm was sudden and violent. Sarah had never experienced anything like it. Her entire body tensed. Her fingers dug into Bobby's shoulder. A loud squeal pierced the air and then another. Sarah thought her insides were going to rupture from the intensity of the explosions ripping through her body. Juices gushed out of her opening soaking his fingers and drenching her panties.

Sarah was still recovering when she heard the front door opening. Bobby quickly pulled his fingers out of her shorts and stepped away. Sarah's mother asked if everything was okay. Bobby went into his Eddie Haskell routine and soon had her mother laughing and thinking he was the perfect gentleman.

Later that night Sarah lay in bed thinking about Bobby. She had met him through a friend at the Catholic girl's school she attended and was immediately attracted to him. Sarah was both surprised and excited when he called and asked her to go bowling with some friends. The date was everything she had hoped it would be. That's why the goodnight kiss on the front porch was more than a peck on the cheek - much more as it turned out.

Sarah knew that a second date with Bobby was dangerous, but she accepted anyway. She really did like him. Not only that, Sarah had relived the experience on the front porch over and over every night with her own fingers. Sarah didn't want to seem easy but she desperately wanted to feel his fingers in her body again. 

After dinner and a movie he drove her out to a dirt road in the woods. Sarah kept asking him where they were going but she knew. It excited and scared her at the same time. Bobby turned off the engine and put his arm around her shoulder. Sarah leaned over the divide between the seats and felt his tongue push between her lips. 

Bobby's hand slid up her naked back under her top. He deftly unsnapped her bra. His hand slid around to the front. She gasped when his fingers squeezed the soft flesh of her naked breast. Bobby pushed up her top and lowered his head. Sarah felt a jolt of pleasure course through her body when he sucked a nipple into his mouth. Sarah ran her fingers through his hair and closed her eyes.

"Oooohhhhh... yes," she moaned.

Bobby slid a hand up her thigh and pressed his fingers against her swollen sex through her panties. Sarah had worn a skirt on purpose knowing it would make it easier for Bobby to touch her there. She spread her legs and pushed against his fingers. His lips moved back to her mouth. She kissed him with the passion of a hungry animal. She was delirious with pleasure. It scared her.

"I shouldn't let you do this to me," Sarah moaned in weak protest knowing he would ignore her plea. "I... I don't want you to think I'm... you know... easy

Bobby kissed around to her ear and pushed his tongue into the opening. His fingers continued to rub her throbbing sex.

"I know that," Bobby whispered. 

Sarah closed her eyes and let it happen. She wanted it too much. She had been thinking about it all week. Bobby pulled the crotch of her panties to the side and plunged a finger into her steamy hole. Sarah threw her head back and gasped. A second finger pushed into her body. She could feel her juices flowing like lava. Her body was trembling with excitement.

"Oh Bobby... yes... oooohhhhh..."

Sarah lifted her lower body off the car seat when the first orgasm exploded. The ripples of pleasure had her gasping and shaking uncontrollably. Bobby moved his finger to the swollen button she often rubbed in bed. Sarah squealed as a second more powerful wave of spasms gripped her body. She finally grabbed his hand and pulled it away before the intensity of pleasure overcame her completely. 

"We... we probably should go now," Sarah suggested after catching her breath. "I need to get home before it is too late."

"It's still early," Bobby replied kissing her neck.

He kissed her again. She felt his tongue slide into her mouth. Her body was still tingling all over. Bobby took her hand and guided it to the bulge pushing out from his shorts. Sarah knew she shouldn't be touching him there -- not on her second date -- but everything was so confusing and surreal. She felt her hand squeeze his hardness.

Bobby moved his fingers back to her sex and rubbed them over her love button. Sarah continued to massage his throbbing member through the shorts he was wearing. She could feel the pressure in her belly building towards another explosion. Bobby sunk his teeth into the thin skin of her neck. Sarah threw her head back. He body stiffened and shook in a series of spasms. 

Sarah sat back in her seat breathing hard. Bobby pulled his hand from between her legs. She was still recovering when she realized that her hand was no longer touching the bulge in his shorts. It was now touching the naked flesh of his manhood. Bobby had somehow pushed them down during her orgasm. Sarah knew she needed to stop this insanity, but instead of pull away her fingers curled around his throbbing shaft.

Sarah's head was spinning with confusion. Everything was out of control. She couldn't believe that she was actually touching his naked penis. It felt so big and hard and alive. She knew about hand jobs but had never given one, not even to her old boyfriend. Was that what Bobby wanted? Would that be enough? Would he want more? 

"We really should go Bobby," Sarah said half-hearted with her hand still wrapped around his shaft.

"We will," Bobby whispered in her ear after pulling out his tongue, "After you do me. Move your hand up and down."

Sarah did as he ordered without protest. She loved the way his hard flesh felt in her hand. Bobby sat up in the driver's seat to make it easier but it was still a little awkward. The angle wasn't right and she was using her left hand. Sarah looked down and could barely make out the outline of his manhood in the darkness of the car. Her hand continued to pump up and down his shaft in jerky strokes.

"Faster," Bobby ordered, "And squeeze it tighter."

Sarah shifted in her seat and leaned over the divide. She pulled her left hand away and wrapped the fingers of her right hand around his throbbing flesh. From this angle she was able to stroke him faster and more firmly. Sarah's body was tingling all over from giving her first hand-job. She could feel a throbbing deep inside her belly.

"Oh yeah... just like that... oh god... oooohhhh..."

Sarah had not considered the consequences of stroking Bobby like she was doing. She knew boys ejaculated during intercourse and masturbation but in the excitement of the moment had not equated her actions to this eventuality. She felt him swell in her hand. Something wet and warm splashed against her cheek. Another splotch of warm ejaculate shot up the side of her arm and oozed over her hand. 

"Aaaahhhhh... oh god... oh fucking shit..."

Sarah was startled by his use of words. It finally dawned on her what was happening. She felt his final emissions ooze over her hand. She wanted to be disgusted but she couldn't. Sarah was excited. She could feel it in her loins. She had just made a man ejaculate. She could feel his seed on her hand and arm and even running down her cheek. It was the stuff that made babies. It was like magic.

When she returned home that night Sarah looked in the mirror and wondered what kind of a girl was looking back at her. Her body felt so alive. It had never been like this with Randy who she had dated for two years. He was always nice to her, but quiet and shy almost to a fault. The one time she had tried to touch him "down there" he got upset. She sometimes wondered if something was wrong with him. 

Sarah did have needs. Randy seemed to enjoy feeling her breasts but she wanted more. He finally touched her between the legs but only after she guided his hand there. Eventually, with her help, he put a finger in her -- just one. He pulled it out before she had an orgasm. Shortly after that Randy moved away. 

Bobby was the first boy she had dated since Randy. He was doing all the things to her that she wished Randy had done, but he was moving too fast. Sarah needed to slow things down until she was sure Bobby really liked her for who she was and not just because she let him touch her. 

When Bobby asked Sarah on a third date she tried to sound firm and said that she would only go out with him if he behaved and didn't push her to do things she wasn't ready to do. Bobby was a perfect gentleman and agreed. He promised to bring her home right after the movies if that is what she wanted. The problem was that Sarah wanted more... just not too much more.

"So do you want to go home now?" Bobby asked after the movie. "It's kind of early."

"Yeah, it is kind of early," Sarah replied matter-of-factly. "We can go someplace and talk if you want."

When he drove out to the same dirt road Sarah did not say anything. He turned off the engine and sat quietly for a few seconds. Sarah could feel her heart beating fast just knowing what was about to happen. She had worn her shortest skirt and a front clasp bra to make it easier for Bobby to touch her where she wanted to be touched.

"So what do you want to talk about?" Bobby asked.

"I don't know," Sarah answered wondering if he was going to completely ignore her physically. "I mean we can kiss if you want. I just was afraid, um, you know... I didn't want you to think I was going to put out like some of the other girls."

"I know that Sarah. I like you and I respect you."

Bobby leaned over and kissed her. Sarah threw her arm around his neck and pulled him closer. She kept waiting for him to touch her breast or slide a hand between her legs but it didn't happen. She worried that she had upset him and now he wasn't going to do anything. This was not what she wanted. Sarah did the only thing she could think of at the moment. She slid her hand over his bulging manhood.

"Why don't we get in the back seat?" Bobby suggested. "That way this big divider in the middle won't get in our way?"

Something told Sarah that getting in the back seat was not a good idea but she didn't want to upset Bobby again. She wanted to feel his fingers pushing into her body and giving her those incredible orgasms. They climbed into the backseat. Sarah melded into Bobby's embrace. He fondled her naked breasts and then buried his fingers deep in her steamy chamber rapidly pumping them in and out of her body

Sarah felt her insides churning and knew she was going to lose it soon. Bobby dropped his head and sucked a nipple into his mouth. When she felt his teeth gently bite down on the sensitive tip Sarah threw her head back and screamed. Juices gushed from her steamy passage. She could hear his fingers making wet squishing sounds as they continued to pummel into her twitching chamber.

Bobby pulled his fingers from her body and rubbed the slimy tips over her nipple. Then he sucked it into his mouth and licked it clean. He dipped his fingers into her honey-pot and did the same with the other nipple. Sarah's body shuddered from the excitement still coursing through it. When Bobby kissed Sarah on the lips she could detect the faint taste of her sex on his tongue. Even that excited her.

Sarah slid her hand into Bobby's lap. She was not at all upset to find he had pushed his shorts down his thighs exposing his naked manhood. Sarah wrapped her fingers around the throbbing flesh and slowly stroked it. They shifted in the seat so that the angle was better. This resulted in Sarah's head resting against Bobby's chest. She looked down at the image of his hard penis in the moonlight. 

Bobby put a hand on the back of Sarah's head and ran his fingers through her hair. She felt a slight pressure pushing her head down. As her face moved closer and closer Sarah could see his features more clearly. The swollen tip bulged out like the crown of a mushroom. She stared at the tiny slit that his ejaculate would come spewing out of if she kept up what she was doing.

Bobby continued pushing down on the back of her head. Sarah let it happen. When she felt his knob brush against her lips her body shuddered. Sarah knew what she wanted but didn't really know how to do it. Her lips parted. His throbbing flesh pushed into her mouth. Sarah swirled her tongue around the swollen knob. Her head was spinning as she attempted to perform an act she had at one time thought disgusting.

Sarah hoped she was doing it right. She licked his knob and let her lips slide down his shaft being careful not to use her teeth. She bobbed her head up and down and used her tongue. Sarah didn't realize the effect she was having on him. Without warning he tensed. She felt him swell between her lips. Seconds later an explosion of hot cream blasted into her mouth. 

Sarah didn't know what to do. Rather than pull away she kept her lips wrapped tightly around him. Spurt after spurt filled her mouth until it was leaking from the corners. The throbbing between her legs was so intense that Sarah slid a hand to her swollen sex and rubbed her love button. Seconds later she stiffened and gushed all over her fingers. His ejaculate poured from her lips drooled down his shaft.

Sarah sat up and wiped her mouth. Her body was trembling all over from the excitement of the act she had just performed. She was also scared. She was afraid of what she was becoming. Sarah didn't seem to have any willpower once Bobby pushed her buttons. She knew it would only be a matter of time before he took her virginity -- and not much time at the speed they were going.

"Jesus, Bobby," Sarah said trying to sound angry and upset. "You should have warned me. You didn't have to do that in my mouth. Take me home right now and don't bother to call. I'm not going out with you anymore."

Of course she didn't mean it. After his persistent calls Sarah finally agreed to go on another date as long as he "behaved himself." That's not what she really wanted but he didn't have to know. In fact, Sarah had resigned herself to losing her virginity with Bobby. After all, she was 18 and most of her friends had already crossed that line. That didn't mean she had to make it easy for him. She had her principles. She wasn't going to become a slut.

An hour before their next date she had to cancel. Friends of her parents were desperate to get a babysitter for a function that was honoring her father. Sarah didn't baby-sit much anymore, but she couldn't say no to such a request. When she called Bobby and told him she couldn't go out he went nuts. She really did want to see him in the worst way, but not while she was babysitting.

After the third call Sarah thought he had finally given up the pursuit. The kids were in bed and she was reading a book. Sarah heard a knock on the door. She looked through the peephole and found Bobby standing on the porch. Sarah was really pissed and told him to leave immediately before someone saw him.

"Aw come on Sarah. I won't stay long. Just a kiss to hold me over. I won't leave until you at least give me a kiss."

Sarah was worried one of the neighbors would see him standing at the front door so she pulled him inside and closed it. He was immediately all over her. His hands went around her and held her tight. She turned her head avoiding his kiss and tried to push him away but he was too strong

"Bobby you have to leave. I'll let you out through the back so the neighbors don't see. You'll just have to wait until tomorrow. I'll make it up to you. I promise."

Bobby was having none of it. His teeth sank into her neck. His hand pressed between her legs. Sarah continued to struggle to no avail. His fingers and dug into her sex through the gym shorts she was wearing. Sarah felt her resistance fading. She loved what his fingers were doing to her. She weakly tried to push him away but he wouldn't budge. Now she didn't want him to.

His lips moved to hers. His tongue slid into her mouth. Sarah moaned and slid her hands to his shoulders. Bobby shoved a hand down her shorts and under her panties until his fingertips met the searing folds of her womanhood. Sarah spread her legs to give him better access. He teased her love button before curling two fingers up her steamy hole.




Adventures in Babysitting



All resistance had gone out of her. Sarah leaned back against the wall and humped against his probing fingers. With his free hand Bobby pulled up her t-shirt and bra. He lowered his head and sucked a swollen nipple into his mouth. Sarah ran her fingers through his hair moaning and gasping as she thrust against his fingers. 

Sarah's head was spinning. The pressure in her belly was intense. She felt Bobby kiss her stomach and drop to his knees in front of her pulling down her shorts and panties with one hand while he plunged his fingers in and out of her body with the other. She closed her eyes and bit her lip trying to hold back the impending orgasm. 

Sarah felt something warm and wet flick across her sex. She looked down just as Bobby pulled his fingers from her body and clamped his mouth over her mound. This was a new experience altogether. Her head was pounding when she felt his tongue slide into her steamy chamber. Sarah grabbed his hair and pulled his face tighter against her sex.

Bobby sucked and slurped the tasty nectar dripping from her gash. Sarah ground against his mouth. Her legs were shaking and her knees were weak. The pressure in her belly continued to grow until she could no longer contain it. The ensuing orgasm felt like it was going to rip her apart. 

Bobby couldn't believe the strength of the forces his tongue had unleashed. He eagerly lapped up a flood of juice that gushed into his mouth. Sarah's body jerked and thrashed in a series of spasms that seemed to go on and on as one orgasm after the next sent her into another dimension. Bobby finally pulled his mouth from her gushing sex. Sarah squeezed her legs together and shuddered with a final spasm that left her exhausted.

Bobby's hard member was about to rip through his jeans. He stood and quickly pulled them down along with his briefs. Sarah slid to the floor with her back against the wall still shaking and trying to catch her breath. When she opened her eyes she found Bobby's throbbing hardness poised inches from her face. He moved it closer until it brushed against her lips. Sarah opened her mouth and felt it slide across her tongue.

This time it was different than in the car. Bobby grabbed her head and slammed into her mouth again and again. Sarah could feel him stabbing at her throat on each powerful thrust. She gagged and choked on his hard flesh. Spit poured from her lips and drooled down her chin and neck.

"Oh fuck... oh shit... oh god baby... I'm gonna cum... oh shit... oh... oh... AAARRRGGGHHH..."

Bobby pulled out of her mouth and aimed at her face. A river of hot cream exploded from the tip hitting Sarah's upper lip and traveling along her nose and across her forehead. A second blast landed on her cheek and sprayed her ear. Spurt after spurt continued to splatter her face until Sarah was completely drenched.

"You bastard," Sarah yelled trying to sound angry to hide the intense sexual high he had just given her. "Look what you did. I'm going to the bathroom to clean. You'd better not be here when I get back."

"But... but you said not to do it in your mouth."

Sarah ran to the bathroom and locked the door. She stood over the sink and looked at the girl in the mirror. A man's ejaculate was oozing down her face and dripping from her chin. Her throbbing sex was about to explode from the excitement surging through her loins. Sarah slipped a hand between her legs and rubbed them across her swollen button. 

"You fucking slut," she said to the image in the mirror as she moved her face closer and used words she never used. "You love what he did to you... don't you? You love the way his hot cum splattered against your face. You love the taste on your tongue and in your mouth. You're nothing but a dirty fucking cum-slut whore."

Her fingers flew faster and faster across her clit. Her eyes locked on those looking back at her from the mirror. Sarah could see a woman full of uncontrollable lust. She slid her tongue across her upper lip and licked off a bead of cum hanging on it. Two fingers slammed into her pussy and made wet squishing sounds as they fucked her in desperation. 

The orgasm hit like a thunderbolt. Her body stiffened and jerked in a series of spasms. She squeezed her shaking legs together. Her pussy clenched. Juices poured down her hand and coated her thighs. She moved her fingers to her clit. A second and a third wave hit. Sarah couldn't breathe. Her body was out of control. She finally pulled her fingers from her body and slid to the floor.

It took Sarah a while to regain her composure. She stood and cleaned the mess from her face. Getting it out of her hair proved more difficult, but she finally declared herself presentable. Sarah realized her shorts and panties were still in the other room. She opened the bathroom door wondering if Bobby would be gone.

Sarah was a little disappointed to find the he had, in fact, left. Her body was still tingling all over from being with him. She was sure that if he had stayed she would have let him take her virginity. Not just that. She would have let him fuck her. Yes, she thought, fuck was the right word. Sarah was ready now. 

She sat down on the couch and picked up her book. After a few minutes she fell asleep. She slowly opened her eyes when she felt someone shaking her.

"Wake up Sarah. We're home."

She looked up and saw Mr. Baker shaking her by the shoulder. 

"Hi. I'm sorry I fell asleep. Where's Mrs. Baker?"

"I'm afraid she had a little too much to drink. Actually I could use your help getting her undressed for bed. Do you mind?"

Sarah followed him upstairs. Mrs. Baker was passed out on the bed. She was beautiful. Sarah hoped that she looked so good when she got older. She watched self-consciously as Mr. Baker pulled off his wife's panties. He unbuttoned her blouse and asked Sarah to hold her up while he took it off. Sarah watched him remove her bra. Her breasts were almost perfect.

"Get the green nightgown out of her closet," Mr. Baker said looking up at Sarah.

When Sarah returned with the nightgown Mr. Baker had removed her skirt and slip. Mrs. Baker was lying naked on the bed. Sarah was feeling very self-conscious and a little embarrassed. At the same time there was something exciting about being in the same room with a man and a naked woman. 

"Hold her up while I put on the nightgown," Mr. Baker instructed.

Sarah had to climb on the bed and get behind Mrs. Baker. She pushed her up and lifted her arms into the air. Mr. Baker was about to drop the nightgown over her head when Mrs. Baker suddenly revived. She threw her arms around Mr. Baker's neck and pulled him on top of her.

"Fuck me, sweetie," she slurred while reaching for the front of his trouser. "I am so horny. I want your cock in my pussy."

"Linda, stop that," Mr. Baker said angrily rolling off of her. "Sarah's here."

"Who's Sarah? It doesn't matter. You can fuck her after you fuck me. Hurry up, baby - stick your cock in my cunt."

Sarah couldn't believe what was happening. It was all so surreal. She was getting turned-on by the whole scene. She especially liked the dirty words Mrs. Baker was using. Sarah could feel a powerful throbbing between her legs. She didn't think Mr. Baker would really do his wife -- fuck her in Mrs. Baker's words - right here in front of her but... but what if.

"I'm sorry you had to hear that Sarah," Mr. Baker apologized. "She doesn't know what she's saying. She's had too much to drink."

"It's okay Mr. Baker," Sarah replied in a shaky voice. "It doesn't bother me."

While they were talking Mrs. Baker had somehow managed to get his zipper down. Her hand slipped in the opening. She pulled out his flaccid member and quickly sucked it into her mouth. Before he could react, Mrs. Baker threw her leg over Mr. Baker forcing him onto his back. She slid up his body until her swollen mound was perched just above his face.

"Stop it," Mr. Baker said trying to sound firm.

"Eat my cunt baby," she demanded. "Eat my cunt while I suck your cock. Then you can fuck me."

Sarah watched in awe as Mrs. Baker lowered her swollen sex -- her cunt - to his mouth. Rather than push her away Mr. Baker clamped his lips around her shaved mound and shoved his tongue into her steamy passage. Sarah remembered how hard she had cum when Bobby sucked her like that earlier. Watching them do it right in front of her was getting Sarah really turned-on. She let a hand slip between her legs.

Mr. Baker had grown hard in his wife's mouth. Sarah was amazed at the way she was attacking him with her lips and tongue. Spit was drooling down his shaft and over his balls. Sarah's eyes got big when she watched Mrs. Baker take it all the way down her throat. At the same time Mr. Baker was making loud sucking and slurping sounds as he munched on his wife. She was grinding hard against his mouth.

Sarah knew she should leave but felt frozen in place. Her hand slipped into her shorts and found the searing folds of her sex. Sarah tried to stifle a gasp. She plunged two fingers into her steamy chamber. She moved a hand under her t-shirt and tweaked her swollen nipple. Oh how she wished she had Mr. Baker's penis - no, his cock - in her mouth and his tongue in her... yes, her pussy.

Somehow Mrs. Baker had worked Mr. Baker's trousers and briefs down his legs. Her head bobbed up and down on his shaft driving it into her throat again and again. Mrs. Baker wasn't just sucking him. She was fucking him with her mouth. Sarah wondered if Mr. Baker was going to fill it with cum. There was no way Bobby would have lasted this long with a blowjob like that.

The pressure building in Sarah's belly was powerful. She tried to keep herself from going over the edge but it was becoming more and more difficult as she watched the erotic act taking place in front of her eyes. Sarah finally lost it. She exploded like a volcano. Juices gushed across her fingers and soaked her panties.

Mrs. Baker rolled off Mr. Baker, turned around and straddled him. She dangled her tits in his face and reached between her legs. Her fingers grasped his hard flesh and guided the swollen knob to the open lips of her pussy. She rubbed it back and forth across her gash, pressed it against her opening and slowly sank down onto his throbbing shaft.

Sarah watched in amazement as his entire cock disappeared into his wife's body between her creamy white ass cheeks. She lifted up until just his knob was inside her and then plunged back down his length. She did this again and again and again. Sarah could see beads of cream -- of cunt cream - clinging to his cock as she fucked him.

"Fuck me... fuck me baby. God I love having your cock in my cunt. I want it deeper. Oh fuck yes... I'm going to cum."

Mrs. Baker threw her head back and clenched her teeth. She slammed down hard on his cock and ground her clit against his pubes. Her body jerked and thrashed back and forth. A scream pierced the air. Juices poured from her pussy and dribbled down her husband's balls. Sarah was on fire as she watched. A fingertip flew across her clit until she had another explosive orgasm. 

Mrs. Baker fell off her husband and collapsed onto the bed. She was breathing hard and appeared to be passed-out. Sarah looked over at Mr. Baker. His cock was pointing up at a slant and dripping with girl-cum. Sarah watched his vein-streaked flesh pulse. He reached over and pulled her closer. Sarah didn't resist.

All sense and rationality left her. Sarah had to have it -- had to feel his hard flesh slide into her mouth and across her tongue. She looked into Mr. Baker's eyes and could see his desperation. He needed it as much as she did. Sarah got onto her knees, bent over his body and slid her lips down his slimy shaft.

The taste of Mrs. Baker's pussy on Mr. Baker's cock was strong but somehow intoxicating. Sarah eagerly sucked the juices from his shaft. Her lips bobbed up and down. Her tongue swirled around the hard flesh. Her head bounced up and down faster and faster. Spit drooled from her lips and matted his pubes.

"Oh fuck... oh god Sarah... I'm going to cum... oooohhhhh... AAARRRGGGHHH..."

Sarah kept her lips clamped tightly around his shaft. Spurt after spurt of creamy seed poured into her mouth until she could feel it leaking from the corners. Sarah was on fire. She slid two fingers up the leg of her shorts and touched her throbbing clit. Her pussy exploded. Mr. Baker's cock fell from her mouth. Cum drooled from her lips as she gasped for air.

Sarah panicked once she realized what she had just done. Not only had she sucked the cock of an older man, but he was married and his wife was lying on the bed right next to them. She wiped his seed from her lips and swallowed what was still in her mouth. She looked over at Mr. Baker and saw him staring back at her with a satisfied grin on his face. Mrs. Baker was still passed out on the bed.

"I'm so sorry Mr. Baker," Sarah sobbed with tears welling in her eyes. "I don't know what came over me. Oh my god, what have I done?"

Sarah buried her face in her hands. Her sobs became louder. She was shaking. Mr. Baker sat up and put his hand on her shoulder.

"It's okay, Sarah. Don't cry. It's not your fault. I'm the one that invited you up here. Besides, I, um... I liked what you did. I needed it after the way Mrs. Baker teased me. I'm glad it happened."

"Really?" Sarah sniffed. "But you must think I'm a tramp. I'm not like that Mr. Baker. Honest. And Mrs. Baker must hate me. She's not going to tell my parents is she?"

"Don't worry," Mr. Baker reassured her. "Mrs. Baker is too drunk to remember anything from tonight."

As if on cue Mrs. Baker stirred back to life. She sat up on the bed and stared at the two of them. Sarah couldn't help but notice what a magnificent a pair of breasts were hanging from her chest. She looked away embarrassed and wondered if Mrs. Baker knew she had just sucked her husband and made him shoot in her mouth.

"She's cute, isn't she honey," Mrs. Baker slurred as she slid closer to Sarah. "I bet you'd like to fuck her. I don't mind. Here, let me get her ready for you."

Sarah was terrified. This was crazy. Surely Mr. Baker was going to put a stop to it. Sarah looked at him when she felt Mrs. Baker's hands grasp the waistband of her shorts and tug them down her legs along with her panties. He just smiled at her and stroked her hair. Sarah felt her shorts and panties being pulled from her feet. She needed to get out of there but was frozen in place by fear.

Her head spun into a confusion of feelings when Mrs. Baker's mouth opened around her swollen mound. Sarah knew it was wrong for a woman to lick her there. That was what lesbians did and she wasn't a lesbian, but she couldn't stop the tingles of pleasure that were shooting through her body. Mrs. Baker's tongue continued to invade her steamy passage. She wasn't just licking Sarah like Bobby had. She was feasting on her sex.

Sarah felt the pressure in her belly rapidly building to a climax. Mrs. Baker's tongue was touching her in places that had her whole body trembling. Loud sucking and slurping sounds reverberated through the room. Mrs. Baker had pushed back Sarah's legs so she could bury her face in her pussy.

"Oh... oh... oh god... uuuunnngggghhhh..."

The explosion hit like a thunderbolt. Sarah's bucked against Mrs. Baker's face in a series of violent jerks. Her head flopped back and forth as her screams and shrieks filled the room. Two fingers pushed into her gushing chamber. Mrs. Baker's teeth raked across Sarah's clit. An even more violent orgasm exploded from her pussy.

Sarah was trying to catch her breath when she felt something warm and almost alive brush across her lips. She unconsciously opened her mouth and felt Mr. Baker's semi-hard cock slide across her tongue. Mrs. Baker continued to gently munch on her pussy. Sarah wasn't sure if she was dreaming. Everything seemed so surreal. Sarah moved her lips and tongue against Mr. Baker and could feel him grow harder.

The cock in her mouth was like an aphrodisiac. Her head was pounding with excitement. Mrs. Baker was pumping two fingers in and out of her dripping pussy at the same time Sarah was sucking Mr. Baker. A few moments later another orgasm exploded from between her legs and then another. Sarah was vaguely aware of Mr. Baker pulling out of her mouth.

Sarah had her eyes closed and was trying to catch her breath as she lay there trembling. She felt her legs being lifted and prepared for Mrs. Baker's mouth to resume its feast on her sensitive pussy. Instead she felt something hard probing between her legs. She opened her eyes and saw Mr. Baker kneeling in front of her. She felt his penis slide between her open folds. She shook her head.

"No. I... I'm a virgin."

"Do want to be a virgin, Sarah?" Mr. Baker asked moving his knob against her opening.

All she had to do was say yes, she wanted to be a virgin, but instead Sarah realized she was shaking her head no. It was true. She didn't want to be a virgin anymore. She wanted to get... to get fucked. She thought it would be Bobby but it didn't matter anymore. She just wanted a penis inside her vagina... a dick in her pussy... a cock up her cunt. Strange and unfamiliar words came out of her mouth.

"Fuck me, Mr. Baker. I want you to fuck me."

He pushed. Sarah winced from the brief pinch as he drove his cock through her cherry. The tight walls of her virgin cunt stretched to accommodate his girth. She felt him plow deeper and deeper into her body filling her with his throbbing flesh. The pressure was more intense than anything she had ever felt. It was scary. It was wonderful.

Sarah felt him moving inside her -- in and out, in and out. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled her legs back. She wanted him even deeper. Sarah could feel the orgasm building and knew it was going to be unlike any she had experienced. It scared her but she didn't care. If her insides burst and she died she would die happy.

His cock slammed into her again and again. The pressure in her belly continued to build until it was almost unbearable. Sarah could feel her entire body trembling. Her gasps and moans became louder and more uneven. Her fingers dug into his shoulders. She threw her head back and tried to hold on for dear life. It was too late.

Every part of her being erupted in a simultaneous explosion of pleasure. She lifted off the bed bucking and jerking uncontrollably against his thrusting cock. She bit her lip drawing blood that trickled down her chin. A scream pierced the air and then another. Juices poured from her gash and dribbled down the crack of her ass. 

Mr. Baker continued to slam his cock into her body sending Sarah into a series of screaming spasms. The pleasure was so intense that she felt the world fading into blackness. She was vaguely aware of being lowered back to the bed and of Mr. Baker pulling his cock out of her throbbing pussy. She felt his hot seed squirt across her pussy and thighs.

Sarah didn't say anything when Mr. Baker drove her home. She wanted to curl up into a ball and die. She had just been fucked for the first time by an older man right in front of his wife and here he was pretending as though nothing had happened. But what really bothered Sarah was the throbbing still in her loins. She wanted more.

"Sarah, I was wondering if you could come over next Friday and help with the kids," Mr. Baker asked as he was pulling into her driveway. "Mrs. Baker will be out of town visiting her sister and I may be working late. In fact, you're welcome to spend the night. I don't know what time I will be home."

Sarah sat in the passenger seat thinking before she answered. It would be so easy to say no. She could put Mr. Baker behind her and move on with her life. That was the reasonable course of action. Sarah raised her head and turned to him with a determined look on her face.




Adventures in Babysitting



"Of course Mr. Baker. I'll be happy to look after the kids... and spend the night."