1 comments/ 52607 views/ 33 favorites The Babysiter By: cumwithme2 Kara had been babysitting for the Jacobs ever since she was in high school. She was a senior in college now, and still baby sat to earn extra money for school and other things. Kara was a pretty 23-year-old, with sexy blue eyes and short blonde hair. It was Saturday night, and Kara was planning on spending the night since the Jacobs probably wouldn't be home until the wee hours of the morning. There was a big party going on at her husband's work, and since part of it was celebrating his big promotion they had to attend. Nicole Jacobs and her husband came down making sure everything was alright, and asking if Kara needed anything. "Oh I'm fine Mrs. Jacobs, have a great time at the party tonight." "Oh I'm sure we will, I just hope it doesn't get as boring as the last time we went to one of these things. Anyway, I have the guest bedroom all set up for you, so make sure you use it." "I will, and thanks Mrs. Jacobs." "No problem Kara, don't stay up to late studying...see you in the morning." Kara sat up until around 11, studying and then watching some TV. After a while she went up to bed, but found she was having trouble getting to sleep. Part of the problem was, she was feeling a little horny, not having had sex in a while. Not with all the studying and things going on in her life. She tried relaxing, and not thinking about things, but try as she might she just couldn't doze off. Finally out of desperation she decided that a little "self-pleasure" might help her relax. She began by cupping her breasts in her hands and strumming her fingers over her extremely sensitive nipples. Her nipples were hard in an instant, and the tingling sensation felt so good as Kara worked her nipples. She paused to push down the covers and stretch out on the bed. She continued to caress her breasts along with rolling her nipples between her fingers smiling at how good it felt. It wasn't long before Kara had what she liked to call a 'nipple-gasm', with a tingling sensation coursing through her body. Kara found herself wanting more as she parted her legs, and began running her hands up and down her soft inner thighs. She ran her fingers over her silk panties, teasing her full lips and clit, sending erotic jolts of pleasure coursing through her body. Her panties were soon soaked with her juices as she made circular motions over her mound making sure she teased her clit through her panties. It made her body shudder with a delightful tingling sensation. Kara was in her own little world of sexual bliss which was probably why she didn't hear the Jacobs when they came home earlier than expected. Unaware that they were home, Kara pulled her panties aside, and started running her fingers along her now wet pussy lips. Her pussy was so sensitive that Kara couldn't help letting out a little moan, as she continued teasing her pussy. She was so wet as she eased her middle finger between her lips, moving it up and down her creamy slit. The more she pleasured herself the more aroused she became. Finally she eased her middle finger into her pussy finding just how hot, and wet she was. She was soon working her finger deep into her pussy, working in and out, the pleasure making her gasp. She added a second finger and was soon working both fingers deep into her pussy. Nicole and her husband walked inside, closing and locking the door behind them, and then tip toeing up the stairs so as not to wake Kara or the baby. Nicole checked in on the baby, and was going to look in on Kara, but she decide to get her husband who was totally wasted into bed first. She then took a quick shower before looking in on Kara. After her shower went down the hall to peek in on Kara. She put on a sheer robe over her naked body because she had expected to find Kara fast asleep. She turned the door knob carefully so as not to wake her as she went to look in on her. As she stepped into the room she saw Kara, her legs spread wide and her panties pulled aside, with two fingers deep inside her pussy. Nicole smiled at the sight before her. She knew she should leave and yet she couldn't; Kara looked so alluring lying there in her bed, her fingers deep in her pussy, and squeezing her breast with her free hand made it next to impossible for Nicole to look away. As she stood there looking at the erotic sight before her, she felt her own pussy starting to tingle. Still standing in the doorway, she raised her hand, and began running her fingers over her own nipples which were now as hard as Kara's. A few moments later Kara started cumming as Nicole watched, still pinching her nipples as she watched the young woman cum. Kara reminded her of her room mate in college. They had a brief, but torrid affair when she was in college making her all the more aroused. While Nicole reminisced about her college lover, Kara turned her head, and opened her eyes to see Nicole standing in the doorway watching her. She froze for a few seconds, but seeing the smile on Nicole's face and the fact she was touching herself put Kara at ease. She smiled saying "Oh, Mrs. Jacobs, I'm so sorry...I couldn't sleep and well...I." Nicole smiled, "Shhhh...it's alright Hon. I apologize for watching you, but you looked so beautiful I couldn't help myself. I hope you don't mind." "No not really," Kara replied. "Good, I have to admit seeing you pleasuring yourself like that has really turned me on. I'll go and let you get some sleep." "No wait! What I mean is do you have to?" "No...I suppose not. Would you like some company?" Nicole asked. "Yes, I'd like that." Nicole sat next to Kara on the edge of the bed. She looked up at Nicole's body seeing she was naked though her revealing sheer robe. She smiled at the sight of Nicole's nipples through the thin fabric, and without knowing it, she began running her fingertips over her already wet mound. Nicole pretended not to notice as she asked, "So, couldn't get to sleep? Too much caffeine, or did you have a lot of things on your mind?" "No not really. I just couldn't get to sleep for whatever reason, so I thought masturbating would help, but now I'm even more aroused than when I started." "I know what you mean. It's alright if you keep masturbating while we talk. I don't mind if you don't." "Really? No, I don't mind at all your watching me Mrs. Jacobs." "Call me Nicole, there's no need to be so formal, and thank your for inviting me to watch...that's very sweet of you. I really don't want to go to bed now anyway." Kara smiled and pulled off her panties. She was about to give them a toss when Nicole said, "Wait Kara...don't toss them aside. I hope you don't think I'm strange or worse, but would you mind letting me have them?" Kara handed them to her saying, "Of course not...here take them. Do you mind if I ask why you want them?" "Well when I was about your age I was going to college. It was my senior year, and I got a new roommate. She was so pretty, and you remind me of her so much. Short blonde hair, beautiful blue eyes, and like you she loved to masturbate. I was really shy then, and she used to tease me about being so shy. I wasn't all that popular because of my shyness, and Brenda my roommate was just about my only friend. As we got to know one another, I became more at ease with her. There was something about her that just made me feel safe." "She sounds really nice, did the two of you ever...well you know." "Yes. One night I could get to sleep, and Brenda was having the same problem. She told me that when she had trouble sleeping she would masturbate. She said it would help her get to sleep, and that I should give it a try. Well of course I was so shy I told her I just couldn't do that. She just laughed and told me she would show me how if I wanted her to." "Really...what happened then?" "Well she got into bed with me, and she took off her nightgown, and told me to do the same. Once we were both naked I looked over at Brenda's naked body. I couldn't get over how beautiful she was laying there naked. Her breasts were so perfect, and her nipples were so hard. Her pussy lips were full and thick, and even in the dim light I could see how wet they were. I could feel my own pussy getting hotter and hotter, as I watched her start rolling her nipples between her fingers. She would tug at them, and pull them, then after a while she moved her hand down between her legs and start playing with her pussy." "Oh my Nicole, that is so hot...tell me more please...my pussy is on fire!" "Yes, I can see that Kara. Work those fingers deep in your pussy for me, and I'll tell you some more about what we did." "Oh yes...please don't stop!" Nicole felt so wicked telling Kara the story about her college lover, but she loved seeing her reaction as she recounted her love affair. She went on saying, "I watched as Brenda continued fingering her pussy, adding a second finger as she masturbated. Well that made me so hot that I couldn't help but touch myself. I watched her working her fingers in and out of her pussy, her fingers moving furiously as she fingered her pussy. Then as if that were not enough she started rubbing her clit with her other hand. Just the smell of her pussy as well as mine was making me even more aroused." "Oh Nicole, I know what you mean, I feel the same way now. Please go on." "Well after a while Brenda arched her back, and her body started shaking as she moaned and squealed. She came so hard I thought she would never stop cumming. When she did finally stop cumming she told me to hand her my panties and told me it was my turn to cum." "Oh that is so fucking hot Nicole...then what happened?" "Well, I handed her my panties and she took them from me holding them to her nose. I watched as she took deep breaths as she took in my aroma. Then she took my panties away telling me how good my pussy smelled. Then she told me it was my turn to masturbate. Still a little timid never having masturbated in front of someone I was still hesitant.. "What happened...did you finally do it?" "Brenda could see that I was still nervous so she told me she'd help me get started. She put her arm under my neck as I slid closer to her. Then she cupped my breasts in her hands and started caressing them, and gently squeezing them. It felt so good that I wanted to cry out and cum right then. She continued caressing them, and squeezing them, rolling my nipples between her fingers. It all felt so good I couldn't help but start cumming." "Oh Nicole...what happened next?" "Well she moved on top of me and we started kissing. Then she kissed her way down my neck, and started running her tongue over my nipples, sucking them and nibbling on them. By then I had totally surrendered to her as she moved between my legs and started licking my pussy. I'd never had anyone do that to me before, but she was so adept at it, that she had me cumming like crazy. She licked my pussy and sucked my clit until I exploded all over her face. We were lovers until she transferred to a different school. After that every time I masturbated I thought of her." "Oh that was so hot Nicole. Did you find another lover after her?" "No, I sort of moved away from women, when I met this guy that was really sweet and I fell in love with him." "You mean Mr. Jacobs?" "Oh no...he came along much later." Kara looked over at Nicole asking, "Is that why you wanted my panties...to smell my pussy?" "Yes...I suppose it is Kara. I'm glad you enjoyed my story. Come to think of it, this is sort of similar in a way. Would you like to masturbate for me while I watch you.?" "Yes, but I was wondering, would you mind taking off your robe so I can see your body." "Of course I can Kara...anything in particular you'd like to see first?" "I...I want to see your breasts as well as your pussy." Nicole smiled as she stood up and let her robe slide down over her shoulders exposing her breasts to Kara smiling down at her. She began working her fingers deeper into her pussy Nicole raised her hands, and started rolling her nipples between her thumb and forefingers while Kara watched. Once her nipples were as hard as stone, she allowed the robe to fall away revealing her pussy to Kara. As she watched, Nicole picked up Kara's panties holding them up to her nose, while she inhaled her feminine scent. Then she sat on the edge of the bed whispering softly to Kara, "Mmmmm, your pussy smells so sweet. There's something I want you to see before you cum for me." Nicole raised her right leg onto the bed, exposing her pussy to Kara. Then as she watched, Nicole began rubbing Kara's panties over her pussy, as she watched Kara's reaction. She smiled as Nicole continued rubbing her pantries over her pussy, moaning softly as she did. As she watched, Kara moved her free hand down, and began rubbing her clit. She was soon moaning and gasping as she worked herself toward orgasm. It wasn't long before she was cumming, her body shaking and shuddering as the orgasms washed over her. When she finally stopped cumming Nicole reached down, and pulled Kara's fingers from her pussy, and placed them to her nose taking in her scent. Once she was satisfied, she placed Kara's fingers into her mouth, and licked her juices from her fingers. She looked at Kara smiling and saying, "What are you thinking Kara?" "I'm thinking I want to touch your breasts, and kiss them. Then I want to suck your nipples, but most of all I want to make love to your." "Well, what are you waiting for Sweetie?" "What if Mr. Jacob's comes in and catches us?" "He won't...his passed out drunk. We won't see him until sometime around noon tomorrow. Now stop worrying and do what you want." Kara raised up slowly facing Nicole. Her hands trembled slightly as she reached up, and placed her hands on Nicole's breasts. Nicole cooed softly assuring Kara that it felt good. She smiled as she gained confidence, caressing Nicole's breasts, and teasing her nipples. Nicole placed her lips to Kara's kissing her softly as she began rolling Nicole's nipples between her fingers. The kisses soon became more passionate as their arousal grew, their kisses turning to deep, soulful kisses. Nicole placed her larger breasts against Kara's so that their nipples were touching, as she moved from side to side. After several minutes of caresses and kissing, Nicole laid back on the bed, and pulled Kara down next to her. Emboldened by the kissing and caressing, Kara began to explore even more of Nicole's body. She kissed her way down Nicole's neck to her breasts where she began making small circles, over Nicole's aureole's as Nicole moaned and cooed softly. Kara was soon sucking Nicole's nipples one at a time as Nicole's passion grew in it's intensity. Kara moved her hand down Nicole's torso making her way down between Nicole's legs. She began squeezing Nicole's bare mound, feeling just how wet her pussy had become. Nicole was moaning louder as Kara eased her middle finger between her wet lips and began sliding her finger up and down her drenched pussy. After a few minutes Kara eased her middle finger into Nicole's pussy, followed by another as Nicole whispered into her ear, telling her how good it felt. Kara was beside herself with lust as she was discovering things about herself that before now she hadn't even allowed herself to consider. But the proof was before her, she loved touching, fondling and kissing another woman. So much so that it was consuming her at that moment. Kara wanted nothing more than to make love to Nicole. She continued working her fingers deep in Nicole's pussy, exploring every sense, and sensation that both she and Nicole felt. She began teasing Nicole's clit with her thumb, her head laying on her stomach as she watched and listened as she made love to Nicole. She felt Nicole's breathing deepen, then it was coming in short gasps, and low moans. Then Nicole took a deep breath, and began moaning as her body shuddered as one orgasm after another swept over her. When she finally stopped cumming she pulled Kara up to her as the two of them kissed. It came to an end abruptly when they both heard Nicole's husband calling for her. "Shit!" Nicole hissed. I thought he was going to be out for the night. We can continue this in the morning if you want...I promise." She kissed Kara again saying, Nicole put her robe on and rushed out the door. Kara laid back and smiled knowing she had Nicole would be making love again in the morning with any luck. She caressed her naked body as she dozed off to sleep thinking of what might happen tomorrow. The next morning Kara awoke to the aroma of coffee and bacon. She looked at the clock and it was 6am. She got up and down stairs after dressing to find Nicole in the kitchen. Nicole smiled sweetly at Kara as she poured her a cup of coffee, and set some blueberry pancakes on the table for her. She said, "I thought you might be hungry." "Blueberry...that's my favorite." "Good...did you sleep well last night?" "Never better thanks to you Nicole." "No regrets?" "None, I don't know how to thank you enough. I've been sort of having issues, wondering why I was more attracted to women than men. I still like men, but now I know that I prefer women sexually. Does that make any sense?" "Absolutely Kara...it's who you are...embrace it. Just so you know, I struggled with my sexual identity as well when I was your age. Having that affair with my room mate showed me that I liked making love to women. It showed me that I was bi sexual which is what you might be. Before you make up your mind one way or another explore your feelings. You may find a man like I did that you really love and want to spend your life with, but that doesn't mean you can't explore your lust for women now and again. Just be careful and discreet." Then Kara looked at Nicole saying, "I totally get what you're saying, and I will do just that. By the way, I really enjoyed last night, I hope it wasn't just a one time thing?" "Of course not Dear. My husband got a call this morning which is why he's upstairs in the shower. His boss called him this morning saying something about the two of them having to leave first thing tomorrow morning for maybe up to a week. Seems some very important client is thinking of canceling a very lucrative contract, and he needs George to go with him to New York to try and save it. If you'd like you can come over for coffee in the morning after George leaves. If you don't have class of course." "No, I don't have any classes at all. Just tell me when to come over and I'll be here." "I'll send you a text." The next morning Kara was up early, showering and getting ready to go see Nicole and hopefully take up where they had left off. She finished her shower and looked at her phone. There was a text message for her saying to come over when she was ready. The backdoor would be unlocked, and for her to just come on in and lock it behind her. Kara quickly dressed and went right over to Nicole's. Once inside she locked the door. There was a note on the table saying she was upstairs feeding the baby. Kara smiled, she had always wanted to see Nicole breast feeding her baby, but had always been afraid to ask if she could watch sometime. She left the kitchen and went up the stairs toward the babies room. She peeked inside to find Nicole sitting in a chair by the crib, her baby in her arms suckling at her breast. She looked so beautiful sitting there, as she looked up at Kara and smiled sweetly. She was only wearing a thin robe that was open, her breasts exposed. She motioned with her head for Kara to sit down and watch her. She stood there for a moment watching when Nicole looked up at her, and then spread her legs so that her pussy was now in full view. The Babysiter Kara smiled as she looked at Nicole's beautiful pussy. Finally the baby finished feeding as Nicole got up, and lay him down in his crib. He was asleep the moment his head hit the pillow. Nicole raised up after covering him and faced Kara, a small droplet of milk was on the tip of her right nipple. She could see Kara was staring at it as if she wanted to taste it. Nicole cupped her breast in her hand saying, "Would you like a taste Kara...I have plenty if you'd like to try some." "Could I? I've always wonder what it would taste like." "Well now is the time to find out Sweetie. Why don't you get out of those clothes, you'll be more comfortable." Kara smiled and started disrobing as Nicole watched. She loved Kara's breast, her nipples so pink and puffy with arousal. Then as she pulled off her panties her soft, blonde pussy came into view. "There, that's more like it Sweetie, now come to Mama and nurse like a good little girl." Kara was a little taken aback at the Mommy thing, but then she had read about people role playing sexually. It seemed like fun so she decided to go along with it. She smiled saying, "Yes Mommy, I am very hungry this morning." Hearing Kara talk like a little girl, sent an erotic tingle though Nicole's pussy. She had hoped Kara wouldn't be turned off by a little role playing. She sat back down in the chair, pulled her robe wide open. Kara stared for a moment, and then knelt down between sat down on Nicole's lap, and lowered her head as if she was a baby herself. She stuck out her tongue, licking the droplet of milk from Nicole's breast. It tasted so sweet, it was like nothing she had ever tasted. She looked at Nicole and smiled, and then lowered her head again taking Nicole's nipple in her mouth, and began nursing like a baby. Kara nursed at her right breast for a few minutes and then switch to the left as Nicole stroked her hair. Nicole's nipples were tingling with arousal from Kara's mouth, and her tongue moving over her engorged nipples as she suckled at her breast. After several minutes Nicole lifted Kara's head saying, "That's enough little girl, we have to save some for later. Now, why don't you suck Mommy's pussy like a good little girl. I'm sure it's all nice and wet for you." "Yes Mommy, I can't wait to suck your pussy." Kara moved down between Nicole's legs, the aroma of her arousal filling her nostrils. She had never done any role playing before, at least not sexually anyway. Not only was it kinda fun, but she found it really turned her on. It was something different, something she had never done before. She could see Nicole's pussy was dripping wet as she ran her tongue over her wet lips. Nicole gasped as Kara ran her tongue up and down her labia, licking her juices from her pussy as Nicole cooed softly. She could hear Nicole as she whispered, "Mmmm yes...that feels so good. Such a good little girl...suck Mommy's pussy...suck it good. Make Mommy's cum like a good little girl." Kara worked her tongue between Nicole's folds, her juices flowing down onto her tongue as she gasped louder. She then ran her tongue up and down her pussy, working her tongue into her opening where she began tongue fucking her over and over again. Nicole was beside herself with lust, gasping as Kara tongue fucked her. With her tongue growing tired, Kara moved up and took Nicole's clit between her lips, and began sucking her clit and flicking it with her tongue. Now Nicole was gasping louder as Kara took her closer and closer to orgasm. Kara worked two fingers deep into Nicole's pussy, working them in and out as she continued sucking her clit. Nicole grabbed Kara's head as she thrust her hips upward, driving her pussy hard into Kara's face as she began cumming. Orgasm after orgasm surged through her body as tried not to call out to much and wake the baby. When she was finished cumming she pulled Kara's face from between her legs, and pulled her up so she could kiss her. Nicole kissed and licked the cum that covered Kara's face after which she took her into her bedroom. She pushed Kara onto the bed where she continued kissing her. She then smiled saying, "Such a good little girl, making Mommy cum so hard. Now Mommy is going to reward her little girl, and make her cum real hard to. Would you like that?" Still going along with the role playing Kara smiled saying, "Yes Mommy...make me cum...make me cum hard." "Alright, but first I want to watch you play with your pussy, will you do that for Mommy?" "Oh yes...anything Mommy wants." Kara parted her legs and started running her fingers over her pussy as Nicole watched. As Kara worked her middle finger between her lips, and started running her finger up and down her slit, Nicole spread her legs and masturbated along with her. Kara found she liked watching another woman masturbate. Soon she had as many fingers as she could buried deep in her pussy, her eyes glued on Nicole who was fingering her pussy as well. The more she fingered her pussy the closer she was getting to cumming. That's when Nicole handed her a vibrator saying, "Use this Sweetie...Mommy wants to watch!" Kara turned the dildo on, moving it over her clit before sliding it into her pussy. She began working it in and out of her pussy. It filled her pussy just like a real cock, only it vibrated adding to her pleasure. Nicole's eyes were fixed on Kara as she fucked herself with the dildo, when she handed Kara a slim vibrator telling her, "Here Sweetie...slid this into your ass...it will feel so good. I promise it won't hurt." "Alright Mommy, but wouldn't you like to fuck my ass with that while I continue fucking my pussy with this big dildo?" "Yes...I like that idea...Mommy will fuck her little girls ass. Here we go!" Nicole worked the vibrator into Kara's ass, making her squeal from the erotic sensation. Never had she felt anything quite like it, and she had to admit that she liked the feeling of having something fucking her ass. Pounding her pussy with the dildo, and the vibrator buzzing her ass took Kara to a series of hard orgasms. When she was finished cumming, Nicole took the dildo from Kara and started licking her pussy. Kara's pussy was on fire when she felt Nicole's tongue on her pussy. Kara was moaning and squealing as Nicole tongue fucked her, eventually taking her clit into her mouth where she took her to another hard series of orgasms. Nicole moved from between Kara's legs, her face covered with Kara's cum as the two began kissing. She licked her cum from Nicole's face as Nicole had done to her earlier. After the erotic kiss, they lay next to one another with Nicole caressing Kara's breasts, and lovingly sucking her nipples. Kara had never known such passion before, nor the loving touch of another woman. She was positive now that she preferred women over men, although she did like the feel of the dildo in her pussy, so she was sure that at some point she would want a mans cock, but not on a permanent basis. Her thoughts were interrupted when Nicole said, "You look lost in thought Kara. Would you mind sharing or is it private." "No I don't mind sharing. I was just thinking about what we talked about earlier. My preferring women over men, but I also knew I enjoyed the feeling of that dildo in my pussy. I was just wondering how to have the love of a woman, and the occasional feel of a nice cock in my pussy. I don't want to marry a man, but at the same time...well you know what I mean." "Yes I do. What I did was I found a man that understood my needs sexually. My husband knows that I crave pussy from time to time, and when I need a cock he's there for me...obviously. Any other questions?" "No, I just hope I can get as lucky as you and find a man that understands my needs, if not I'll just have to work it out some other way. There is one other thing I learned today that I like." "Really? And what did you learn that you didn't know before." "I found that I really like the role playing that we did, when you were the Mommy and I was the little girl. It was really kinky and at the same time it was really hot." "I'm so happy you enjoyed that Kara. I've been looking for someone that enjoyed doing that once in a while. My ex-lover Glenda wasn't into role playing, so since you enjoy it, you and I are going to have some fun together. Now let's you and I have some more fun. Last one in the shower is a rotten egg." Then Nicole bolted from the bed with Kara close behind giggling all the way. Nicole was in the shower first, closely followed by Kara. Nicole placed her head under the steaming water, and then handed Kara the bottle of shampoo asking, "Was my hair for me?" She turned around as Kara poured a generous amount of lotion into the palm of her hand. She worked the shampoo into Nicole's hair, creating plenty of suds. Kara stepped forward, pressing her breasts into Nicole's back as she ran her soapy hands down over Nicole's breasts. She began strumming Nicole's nipples with her soapy fingers as Nicole's moaned softly. Kara started gently caressing Nicole's breasts, and rolling her nipples between her fingers as Nicole ground her ass against Kara's pussy. After a few minutes, Kara moved her right hand down Nicole's stomach, sliding it between her legs. She moved her left hand down over Nicole's back, and onto her ass where she started caressing her ass. Before long Kara had worked her fingers into Nicole's pussy, while working the middle finger of her left had between Nicole's ass cheeks. Nicole gasped as Kara worked her finger into Nicole's ass, slowing easing her finger into her asshole. Then Kara began fingering Nicole's pussy, and ass as Nicole held onto the neck of the shower head as rocked her ass back and forth. Kara fingered Nicole's pussy and ass taking her to the edge, gasping ans squealing for Kara to make her cum. Suddenly her body started to shake and shudder. As she came, Kara removed her finger from Nicole's ass and pussy, kneeling down, and spreading Nicole's ass cheeks apart. She then worked her tongue into Nicole's asshole, tongue fucking her while Nicole fingered her pussy to yet another orgasm. With the help of some body lotion Nicole turned Kara around so she was facing the shower wall, and did the same thing to her. She worked her finger into Kara's ass, fingering her asshole as Kara fingered her pussy eventually cumming hard and fast. Then Nicole parted Kara's ass cheeks, and tongue fucked Kara's asshole while Kara rubbed her own clit furiously until she came one more time. By the time their shower was done, Nicole and Kara had cum numerous times. After that day, Nicole took Kara as her lover. The two of them made love on a regular basis, with Nicole teaching her all she needed to know about pleasuring another woman. For now Kara couldn't be more happy, and when the time comes that Kara and Nicole go their separate way, Kara has no fear she will find someone else. For now though, life is good and Kara couldn't be happier. The Babysitter “Okay, we’re leaving in a few minutes,” Mom said. “I called a friend of mine and asked her to come over so she could help you with whatever you might need while your father and I are out.” “What, like a babysitter?” “Oh don’t be silly. Your arm is broken, remember? I just thought you might need someone to do some things for you.” “Well thanks, Mom,” I said, somewhat sarcastically. “No trouble at all. She seemed very interested in you as a matter of fact.” Oh great. I could just imagine some old bag talking at me until my arm falls off, and then I’d have no good arms left. “Alright, we’re off to the opera. Have fun.” I didn’t think that was likely. I heard a stranger’s voice talking with my parents downstairs, followed by the front door opening and closing. Then I heard her coming up the steps. She stopped in my doorway and we just looked at each other without saying a word. It was an unusual first encounter, but right away I was glad to see she wasn’t what I had expected. She looked to be in her late thirties and quite attractive. Something about the look in her eyes told me she was willing to try anything. And what a body! I didn’t know such women actually existed outside of those magazines. She had a wonderfully full chest and legs that went forever. She checked to make sure my parents were gone and then came into the room. I was sitting in the recliner and she came right up to me, knelt down, and started to unzip my jeans! Clearly she had only one thing on her mind, and believe you me, I was all for it, but I finally spoke up. “Wait, I have to pee first.” It sounded stupid but I did need to, quite badly even. I figured this would ruin it for her, but instead she seemed delighted. She helped me out of the chair (since it isn’t easy with one arm) and I headed for the bathroom. This amazing woman, who still hadn’t said a word mind you, followed right behind me (as I figured she would). I stood in front of the toilet as she watched me closely and I started to use my left hand on my pants, but she reached out and put my hand back at my side. She then hooked her thumbs into my pants and underwear, and ever so slowly pulled them down to my ankles. My penis was already growing at an alarming rate but she caught it before I became too erect to pee. She knelt down again (she seemed to like kneeling) and aimed my penis down at the bowl with her determined right hand while laying her other hand on my bare butt. I started to pee and it struck right in the middle of the bowl, showing me that this woman knew quite well how to operate a penis. While I was peeing, she rubbed my bottom lovingly with her soft hand. For some reason it made me think of a mother helping her young son in the bathroom. Of course the obvious difference here was that my penis continued to grow like crazy. I briefly wondered if it might not simply explode soon, but her firm hand was in perfect control of me. She tugged on me expertly to get the last of it out and then reluctantly let go. She stared as my cock was finally allowed to grow fully erect so that it pointed to the ceiling. She grabbed it up again and pulled me gently. I stepped out of my pants and she led me by the penis back into my room. She closed the door behind her and started disrobing. I pulled off my shirt around the cast and stood naked, watching her closely. With her eyes never leaving my cock, she unbuttoned her blouse and flung it across the room, revealing a bra that was overflowing with her breasts. She pulled her skirt down and kicked it aside. She pulled her panties down, just to her smooth thighs, uncovering a lovely patch of silky hair. Then, sitting bare-bottomed in the recliner, she pulled those panties the rest of the way off, torturing us both by forcing herself to move slowly. Once her long legs were finally free, she stretched them apart as wide as possible, giving me a great peek at her bare pussy (her pubic hair was limited to the small area above her vagina). I had to work hard not to grab my dick since I assumed she wanted it for herself. She stood up and motioned for me to get on the bed. She continued to insist on not saying a word, which made it all that much more exciting. I lay down on my back. She parted my legs and sat with her thighs on my thighs, facing me. She looked down at my swollen cock and licked her lips. She opened her bra from the front and freed her enormous mammary glands with a quick movement, tossing the bra into the corner. She rotated her shoulders, making her boobs dance, causing me to lick my own lips. Her eyes focused on my cock, and so did mine because seconds later she was working on me with both hands. She was entirely fixated. She yanked my penis as hard as she could, as if she wanted to detach it and take it with as a souvenir. She rolled it between her palms and smacked it against my skin. She took my balls and rubbed and massaged them. I was pretty sure that she had forgotten I was even there, she was only interested in my genitals. Eventually, after several minutes of playing, she was jacked me off steadily. Now with all that had happened so far, there was obviously no way I was going to last very long. She knew that too, so her hands moved instinctively to the end of my dick just before I came. She managed to catch all of my semen between her lovely fingers, which she worked back into my cock, producing a beautifully sticky sound. She rubbed her hands together as if they had been quite dirty and my semen was making them clean again. I could only watch, almost in a trance by now as she kept on playing with my juice. Then as if that weren’t enough, she leaned back, spread her fabulous legs again, and used those sticky fingers to fully lubricate her pussy. The sight, sound and even the smell of our sex was almost entirely overpowering. I was already turned on again by her actions, which she could plainly see by my thickening cock. And this woman (God bless her) was still more interested in my pleasure than hers. She left her vagina alone to churn and drip for awhile and put her wet mouth over my waiting cock. At once I could tell that this was her favorite part of sex. She looked as if she could happily suck cocks clean for a living. She sucked my head, foreskin, and shaft and drank down my remaining cum from before. Then I watched as she straddled my hips and lowered her cum-soaked vagina onto my smooth dick, feeling that all-important penetration at last. She leaned forward and hung her big tits in front of my face. I hungrily sucked her nipples and felt her with my good hand. She leaned back again, shut her eyes, and held her face high as she rode me. I gladly watched her glorious breasts bouncing again and again. She got her much-deserved orgasm before I could get my second one, so she climbed off and went at me with her hands again. Surely those hands and a man’s cock are a match made in heaven. With her left hand she gently played with my balls while squeezing and tugging at my cock with her right. When I came again, she caught the cum the same way as before. I half-expected she would repeat the whole process all over, but instead she deliberately licked my cum off of each of her fingers and sucked my cock some more. I swear, the woman is a cock addict, and I loved her for it. So then what did she do? Why, she got dressed, gave my dick one last kiss, and walked right out the door to wait downstairs never having said a word. I knew she had only used me for my penis, but let me tell you, being used never felt so good. Now I just wish she would stop by again sometime. Maybe if I were to break my leg… The Babysitter Susie has been our babysitter for the past three months. She is a college student, trying to make a little extra spending money and has been very trustworthy since she came to stay with our children. I really didn't know that much about her other than she had come highly recommended by several of our friends. She was a very attractive young lady and had a way of flirting with you but never really showed she would ever do anything other than just flirting. She was a tall girl, maybe 5'9" shoulder length auburn hair and if I had to guess, she was about a 34 C. The last few times she had come to the house, she had brought her bikini and taken the kids for a swim in the pool. I had to watch myself and not be too obvious, but I lusted for her and wished she would give me some sign that she was a player. She was awesome in her bikini with her long legs and shapely figure. One weekend, my wife was out of town and I had a meeting to go to in another town so I called her and asked her if she could come stay with the kids while I was away. I knew I would be home late so I asked her if that would be all right and she said no problem. She said she could bring some homework to work on when the kids went to sleep. I don't know if she did it to torture me, but when she showed and I opened the door, she was standing there in a pair of shorts and a halter top that clearly showed she wasn't wearing a bra. Her nipples were very pronounced. She walked in past me and as if in a trance, I stood at the door watching her legs as she walked into the house. Again, I don't know if she was trying to get my attention, but her walk seemed to accentuate her hips swaying more than I ever noticed before. I started getting that warm fuzzy feeling. After she got settled with the kids, I told her I had to go. I left and went to my meeting. When I finished the meeting and was driving home, my mind kept undressing her and taking her whether she would have wanted me to or not. When I got home, I parked the car and walked in from the garage door and looked for her when I got into the living room but couldn't find her. I went to go check on the kids and when I walked by the study, I heard a TV going and the door was closed. I stopped and opened it, thinking maybe she was at my desk doing her homework. She wasn't doing that at all. In fact, she apparently had found one of my xxx movies and had it on TV. She had one of my high back chairs sitting in front of the TV and one of her legs were hanging over one of the arms. I walked in stunned because she had taken her shorts and panties off and had her shirt pushed up over her breasts and her fingers were working on her clit. I stood there for a moment soaking in the sights as my cock begins stirring in my pants. I looked over at the TV and the couple on there were fucking and she was so engrossed on getting herself off, she didn't notice me standing there. I peered over her shoulder and saw her fingers sliding in and out of her pussy with the other one squeezing her nipples. I must have leaned over too far, because she quickly looked up and scrambled to get her shorts to hide herself. She jumped up and put her shorts over her pussy and started to run past me out of the room. I stepped in front of the door and then she stopped and turned around and was trying to find the leg holes of her shorts. I said in an authoritative voice to hold it and she said she was so embarrassed and had to get dressed. I told her to stop what she was doing and to turn around and talk to me. She moved the shorts back up in front of her and slowly turned around and asked me to please not tell her parents what she had been doing and that she didn't want me to fire her because she needed the money. "I won't fire you as long as you do what I say", I told her. "What do you mean?" she asked. "Just what I said... .besides, you could have had one of my children walking in here and seeing you so you need to be punished", I say to her. "Oh, please, I'll do anything you ask, just don't fire me." She says back. "Good, then start with dropping your shorts away from in front of you and take off your little top," I tell her. After a brief pause she says she can't do that, so I say "Fine, then you are out of a job", and I turned and start to walk out of the room. "WAIT", she says and I stop and turn around. She reluctantly drops her shorts to her side and reaches up and takes off her shirt. She crosses her hands in front of her pussy, forgetting about hiding her breasts. "I said I'd do anything, but please let me keep this job". "All you have to do Susie is do what I say and the job will be yours", I say. I walk over and take her hands away from in front of her and watch the blush rush over her body. I lead her back to the chair she was in and told her to sit back down just like she was doing and resume watching the movie. "You mean?", she started to say, but I put my finger over her mouth and said, "Yes, I want you to resume everything". I make her sit down and then I take her hand and move it down to her pussy again and tell her to watch the movie and finish getting herself off. She avoids my look into her eyes, still embarrassed, but once she starts concentrating on the movie again, her facial expression changed from one of being worried to one of pleasure. Her fingers started moving over her clit and then dipping into her pussy. Her other hand moved back up to her breasts and she began squeezing her nipples. I move down on the floor in front of her and watch her work herself into an orgasm. She was really getting into it now. She has even stopped watching the movie and is now concentrating on entertaining me. Her tongue moving over her lips as her fingers disappear inside of her and come out soaked from her juices. Her eyes seemed to be glazed over as her body starts shuddering. Her fingers work frantically, bringing herself to a big orgasm. After her body relaxes, she smiles at me and asked if that was what I was wanting. To answer her, I take her hand and lift her wet fingers up to my mouth. I suck each one individually into my mouth and work my tongue over each one, cleaning her juices off of them. "See what you do to me Susie", I say to her as I stand up and there is a distinct bulge in the front of my pants. I pull her hand towards me and place it so she can touch my lump. Her fingers begin caressing me through the material and then I tell her to take it out so she can really touch it. Her fingers find my zipper and down it goes. My hands unbuckle my belt and once it's loose, she starts pulling my pants down my legs, leaving my underwear on. Her hands move up to the waistband and she slides her hand inside and feels my cock for the first time. She pulls the waistband out and lifts my cock out of my shorts. I tell her to stand up and let me sit down and we do this. She gets down on her knees in front of me and grasps my cock again and begins stroking it up and down very slowly, watching the head clear her hand and rising up towards her face. "Take it in your mouth Susie", I tell her. "I've never done anything like this," she says. "Go ahead, taste me with your tongue," I say as my hand moves to her head, pulling it gently towards me. Her tongue extends and slides over the head of my cock. She feels me jerk in her hand as she hits my sensitive area. Her tongue slides down the side of my cock and back up, feeling the hot skin expand in her grasp. Her tongue moves back up to the head and she finds a drop of precum and she tastes me for the first time. Liking the taste, she moves the head over her lips, coating them with my juices. Her mouth opens now and takes the head just inside while she continues to stroke me. She holds me still and lowers her mouth, taking more of me in. She starts bobbing her head up and down as her lips clutch my cock. Her mouth feels so warm and tight as she starts a fucking motion. My hips begin lifting off of the chair each time she comes down on me. "Use your hands on my balls Susie", I tell her. She moves her hand down and cups each ball and begins massaging each one. Her mouth moves up and down, then she stops and with the head inside of her mouth, her hand begins pumping my cock. I can feel her mouth sucking hard each time she does that. She must have really concentrated on that movie because she was sucking me like a pro now, making my balls ache for release. Her mouth moves down, taking me far enough where I feel the opening of her throat. She moves back up and starts sucking on the head again as her hand strokes faster on my cock. I run my fingers through her hair and pull her down as I fuck her mouth. My balls tighten and then releases my cum into her mouth. The first stream of cum surprises her and she opens her grip on my cock with her mouth and some of it leaks down on her chin. Knowing what to expect now, she catches the rest of it and swallows all I can give her. When she is done, she lifts her head off of my cock and starts to take her hand and wipe the cum dripping on her chin and I tell her not to. I move my hand up and swipe the cum from her chin and then I lick it off of my finger. I then take my hands and place them on each cheek and pull her face towards me so I can kiss her. Our mouths meet and our tongues search for each other. She moans as her tongue finds mine and takes the remainder of my cum into her mouth. After we break our kiss, I tell her to stand up and turn around slowly and she does. She is so fine. Her legs reaches up to one of the prettiest asses I've seen in a while. I get down on the floor and lay on my back right in front of my desk. "Susie, I want you to stand over me and show me how you can tease me by touching yourself", I commanded her. She grinned down at me and then stepped over me and moved her hand in front to her pussy. She used two fingers to part her lips and took the other hand and used a finger and run it up and down her slit. Her tongue begins running over her lips as her finger continues sliding through the length of her slit. She takes one hand and moves it up to cup her breasts. She lifts one and runs her tongue over her nipple. Her other hand finds her clit and she begins massaging it. Her legs begin to get week from what she is doing. I motion for her to come down and sit on my chest. She does it and then I run my hands under her ass and pull her forward until her pussy is right in front of my face. She reaches up and grabs the edge of the desk and slides herself closer to me until my tongue finds her tender opening. I cup her ass and pull her even closer so my tongue can enter her. I probe my tongue in her pussy as she presses it against me. Susie obviously has never had this happen to her because as soon as my tongue finds her clit her body begins losing it. Her knuckles whiten as she grips the edge of my desk. Her head leans back, her eyes close and she starts grinding her pussy against my mouth. My lips find her clit and I begin sucking on it until she explodes in my mouth. Her body trembling as she unleashes her cum over my face. She screams as she has an earth shuddering climax. "I want to be in you now Susie", I tell her. "Oh yessss," she replies and lifts herself off of me. I get to my feet and then tell her to turn around and lean over the edge of my desk. I clean off a spot and she leans over and presses her chest on the surface of the desk and looks around to see me moving up behind her. I take my cock in my hand and guide it to the opening of her pussy. She told me that she wasn't a virgin but I knew it would be tight in there. I pressed the head just inside and grab her hips and push forward gently, and further with each stroke I make. Her pussy is so wet but tight. I feel the walls stretching each inch I enter her. With me fully inside of her now, I increase my motion and start driving my cock in and out of her. Her moans continue as she lays her face down on the desk, enjoying the feeling. As my cock is trusting in and out of her, the front of my hips slaps her tight ass. I reach up and hold onto her shoulders as I really begin stroking her pussy. Harder and harder I fuck her, pushing her into the desk. After a while, I pull out of her and have her roll over on the desk. She opens her legs for me to reach her and I once again guide my cock into her wonderful pussy. I begin fucking her with long hard strokes as she moves her body against me. She raises up and props herself on her elbows and watches my cock sliding in and out of her. Her face showing total bliss as she feels my cock massaging her inner walls. She reaches down and finds her clit with her fingers as she starts bringing herself to another quaking orgasm. I feel her fingers slide over and grip my cock as it goes in and out of her. My balls slapping her ass with each hard stroke. My cum is boiling now, ready for it's release. Her fingers move back to her clit and she all but mangles it as she is rubbing it so hard. She begins almost a little chant, wanting me to cum in her... saying it over and over. I thrust as far as I can go into her and my balls once again unleash my pent up cum. Waves and waves of my juices fill her pussy as she begins cumming once she feels the warm liquid entering her. Her body spasms and her pussy contracts, enclosing around my cock. My cock gives a few more jerks, unloading the rest of my cum. My legs trembling as I collapse forward onto her with my cock still inside. She wraps her arms around me and we just lay there, kissing occasionally, feeling so satisfied. Once we've caught our breath, I pull my limp cock out of her and we go to the shower and we take a shower together. We get dressed and I walk her to her car and tell her that she always has a job here if she wants it. Thinking to myself... there is definitely a benefit here. The Babysitter Jack Marlin pulled the car into the drive and switched off the engine. He looked at his wife, who sat huddled against the passenger door. They had been at a company party when she began to get a migraine headache, which, thankfully, didn't happen often. And when it did, she couldn't do anything but take a painkiller and go to bed where she would stay until the following morning. He helped her out of the car and along the walk to the front door of their two-story home. Inside, he hung her coat in the hall closet, then led her down the hall to the stairs. Jana Morgan, a petite eighteen-year-old girl who lived down the street and baby sat the twins when they were out, came into the hall. A look of concern quickly crossed the young girl's face when she saw Cathy. "Migraine?" she asked softly. "Yes," Jack answered. "I'll call home." It wasn't very often when Cathy got a bad migraine but, when she did, Jana usually called home to tell her parents she would be spending the night with the Marlin's to help with the five-year-old twins. Jack told her he'd be down when he took care of Cathy and thanked her for her help. Once his wife had taken a painkiller and was in bed, Jack went into the master bath and showered. As he stood under the warm water, an image of Jana flooded into his head. As he pictured her in his mind's eye, he felt his cock begin to grow until it was a hard, throbbing eight inches. He could see her pretty oval face framed with short red hair, her green eyes and cupid mouth. He could almost feel her small, soft body under his as he slowly fucked her little pussy. She was intoxicating. For two years he and Jana had toyed with each other but he hadn't let it go further than that because of her age. Now that she was eighteen he had decided to call her bluff. He wondered if she would refuse him, when he attempted to seduce her. He hoped not. He'd wanted her for too long and tonight was the first opportunity he'd had to have her. Jack quickly finished his shower, dried and pulled on a robe. He decided not to wear underwear and slipped into the hall without disturbing Cathy. When he got to the den, Jana was on the sofa. She had changed into a short nightgown and robe she kept at the Marlins' house for just such a time. He walked to the sofa and sat down beside her. "How's Cathy?" she asked. "She'll be alright," he answered. "Just another migraine. "Oh, I hope so." Concern etched her pretty face and Jack took the opportunity to wrap an arm around her slender shoulders and hug her. She hugged him back but Jack knew that there wasn't anything sexual about it. His cock twitched when her robe parted a little and revealed a soft, tan thigh. As he looked he understood that he was going to have to make the first move and he decided that being subtle about his intentions might not work. Besides, she didn't seem to be in the same sexy mood she usually was in because of Cathy. "So, how was your night," he asked as he smoothly slipped a hand between her thighs. Jana looked at him, a startled expression on her face. He smiled soothingly and gently squeezed her slim, firm thigh. The color in her cheeks turned a soft pink as she averted her eyes for a moment. "It...It was alright," she stammered quietly. "I, um, watched cartoons with the twins and, ah, we, um, played some games and stuff. It was the usual." "You're good for the kids, Jana," Jack said as he gently caressed her soft thigh, the tips of his fingers making tiny, light circles. "They love you." "I-I love them, too." Jack slowly inhaled a deep breath while he enjoyed the delicious feel of her silky skin. His pulse raced with thoughts of the young girl naked and taking his hard, throbbing organ deep inside of her tiny, wet pussy. His cock ached to be touched by her small, soft hand. He decided to ratchet the seduction up a bit. "You're very pretty," he said in a quiet voice that was husky and filled with lust. He opened her robe a little more and ran his hand slowly down her leg to her knee, then back up. When his hand stopped the tips of his fingers were not more than two inches from the crotch of her panties. He could see the pink panty crotch and the outline of her puffy pussy mound. "I…I…don't think we should…be doing this…" Jana's voice was faint, barely audible. "You're legs are sexy." "Wh-What about Cathy?" "She's asleep and won't wake up until morning," he assured her. "But…" Jack shifted to one side on the sofa so that he sat at a three-quarter position with her. As he did, his robe came open, revealing his hard cock. Jana's eyes widened when she saw his hard dick, and a tiny gasp came from her mouth. "Look at my cock, Jana." Jack's voice was husky and deep with desire. "Look at how hard you make it." "Ohhhhh…" "Do you like it?" "It's very…Oh, Mr. Marlin, I don't think we-" "Touch it, Jana," he husked. "Touch my cock, baby." Jana raised her eyes to his for a moment then dropped them back to Jack's throbbing hard cock. She bit her bottom lip lightly as she reached a tentative hand to his dick. Jack sucked in a huge breath when he felt her soft fingers close lightly around the fat shaft. "Oh, baby, that feels so good," he gasped. "It's so big…" "I've waited so long for this," he hissed. Jack wrapped an arm around her shoulders and pulled her to him. She came easily, willingly, and Jack pressed his lips to the young woman's quivering lips. He gently pushed his tongue into her mouth and kissed her passionately, their tongues meeting, caressing, licking and tasting. Jack's pulse raced as he slipped out of his robe. Her small petite hand grasped the hard, scorching hot shaft of his fat cock and Jack gasped with delight. "I…I want you, Mr. Marlin," Jana said in a soft, barely audible whisper. "I want you to fuck me!" "I want to fuck you so bad, baby," he hissed through clenched teeth. Jack was beyond excited. Just like that Jana came out of the silent reserve that had held her back a moment ago. For a few minutes she had been shy, but now she was ready and willing, wanting his cock in her little pussy. She stood and quickly undressed, then slipped between Jack's legs. With a grin on her pretty face, she took his cock in one hand, his cum-swollen balls in the other and circled the massive head with the tip of her wet, searing-hot tongue. Jack groaned loudly. Jana's movements were slow, precise, as she made love to Jack's cock. She took the head into her mouth, sucked it gently, and then took the massive helmet deeper until it touched the back of her mouth. Up and down she bobbed her pretty head while she stared into her older lover's eyes. Jack groaned loudly as the intoxicating feeling of her warm, moist mouth made exquisite love to his cock. "Your cock is so much bigger than my boyfriend's," she grinned. "You are such a good little cock sucker," he husked. "I bet I'll really feel it in my little pussy." Jana grinned and ran her wet, pink tongue from the base of his thick shaft to the bulbous head, then back again. She licked his fat meat as if it were a lollipop. Jack's sex-glazed eyes were focused on her pretty face, watching with intense lust as her tongue continued to lap at his huge dick. Jana's intense green eyes never left his face as she feasted on his love pole. A loud groan escaped his lips when she took him back inside and began sucking furiously. Jack grabbed her head and held it tightly while he rocked his hips and fucked her sweet mouth with wild, uncontrolled abandon. Jana began to whimper as she took his cock, feeling the throbbing strength of it as he drove his meat in and out of her frantically sucking mouth. "I don't think I can hold off any longer, baby," he groaned. "I think I'm gonna cum…Oh, fuck, baby…" His words excited the young girl and she began sucking him with uncontainable desire, her hungry mouth sucking hard, relentlessly. She squeezed his cum-swollen balls while her pretty head bobbed and twisted on his cock. Tiny mewling sounds came from her mouth as she sucked with frenzied need. Suddenly, without warning, Jack shoved his cock into her mouth one last time as his body stiffened. "OHHHHH! FUCK, YESSSSS!" Jana nearly cried out with unconcealed pleasure as his cum shot into her cum-famished mouth. Jack's hands on her head held her motionless as he emptied his balls into her greedy mouth. The teenager felt the hot, thick seed in her mouth and she remained immobile while her older lover's cock continued to fill her to capacity. When she milked the last drop, Jana reluctantly released Jack's cock and sat back on her heels. With her eyes lock on Jack's face, she pushed the thick cum around her tongue and savored the taste before letting it slide slowly down her throat into her tummy. "You little cum-slut!" he grinned. "Did you like it?" she asked, returning his grin. "Oh, fuck, yeah!" Jack pulled her gently into his lap and cupped a small tit. "I've never cum that hard before!" "I love sucking cock," she said boldly. "I love a man's cum in my mouth." "You can have my cum any time you want, baby," he groused as he pulled her face to his. Jack's tongue slipped easily between her lips and he tasted the slight flavor of his cum that lingered in her sweet mouth. They kissed with uninhibited intensity, their faces twisting madly side to side, tongues searching and caressing. Their hands groped, touched, and explored one another. Jack was lost in a mad world of lust each time he felt Jana's small, soft hands touch his skin. He laid the teen on the sofa and slipped between her legs. His lips and tongue on the soft skin of her perfect thighs brought grunts of desire from her mouth. He stared at her shaved pussy and his eyes filled with rampant desire as he looked at the flawless puffy pussy mound. Without a word Jack pressed his lips to her pussy and began to lick her mound, run his tongue along her wet, pink slit, tongue and tease her sex-swollen clit. Jana cried out. The young girl began to twist her hips as she reached for his head. She held Jack's head in her hands as she pressed her sopping wet mound hard against his face. Jack slipped a finger into her little fuck hole, then another and heard the satisfying sounds of desire coming from her mouth. Her beautiful eyes were wide with need and filled with the fiery light of her lust. "Eat my pussy, baby!" she hissed. "Make my pussy cum all over your face!" Jana's words, her sexy young voice, drove Jack wild and he began to eat her young pussy with a ferocious passion. Jana's small, well-rounded tight ass came off the sofa and she began to buck and writhe under the eager attention of Jack's probing tongue and his sucking lips. She was close, very close. Jack could feel the building of a mighty orgasm within the young girl as he continued to devour her sexy, sopping wet cunt. "I'M C-C-CUUUUUMMMMMIIIIINNNNNGGGGG!" she screamed suddenly. "OHHHHH!" All at once, an immense stream of cum gushed from Jana's pussy, showering Jack's face, as he loved her womanhood. He'd never experienced a woman's orgasm so powerful, so huge before. Her long, slender legs trembled violently as she rode the pinnacle of her orgasm. Then, slowly, she lowered her ass to the sofa and gasped loudly. Jack moved unhurriedly between her legs until he looked down at her flushed, smiling face. "Thank you," she whispered softly. "That was sooooo good!" "I could eat your sexy cunt every day," he grinned. "I hope you do," she replied with a sultry grin. "Would you like that?" "MMMMM! Yesssss!" Jack kissed her and felt her soft lips part to accept his tongue into her willing mouth. She wrapped her slender arms around his neck, her legs around his waist, and kissed him hard. Their eyes were open as they kissed and Jack loved the boldness of her gaze. They nibbled on each other's lips as their tongues explored and caressed. He kissed her incredibly smooth face and neck, licked and nibbled on her ear lobes. Slowly, as if he had all the time in the world, he tasted her soft skin and reveled in the taste of her young skin on his hot tongue. He dipped down to her tiny tits and began to slowly lick the small globes; her chest heaved under his lips as he made slow, passionate love to her breasts. Jana hissed loudly when Jack sucked a fat, hard nipple deep into his mouth. "Yesssss!" she cried out. "Suck my nipples, baby!" Jack's teeth bit lightly into a nipple and Jana stiffened. She whimpered and moaned each time his teeth nibble her hard, sensitive flesh. She could feel the massive head of his cock, covered with slick pre cum as it lay against her smooth, flat tummy. The head rested no more than a few inches above her slick wet slit. "I can't wait, baby!" Jana's eyes were wide with uncontrolled lust as she looked at her lover. "I need your cock! Please…ram it into my cunt! Make me feel it!" "Ohhhhh, baby!" Jack groused. "You want me to fuck you, Jana?" "Yesssss! Please fuck meeeee!" Jack reached between their bodies and took his hard cock into one hand, then moved the head up and down the wet, greasy slit to lubricate it. Each time the giant head touched Jana's sex-swollen clit, she cried out with pleasure. Low, sultry grunts and gasping whimpers came from Jana's mouth as her eyes pleaded with him to take her pussy with his hard dick. "I've waited two years for you to fuck me, Jack," she whimpered. "Please don't make me wait any more." "You like it hard, baby?" Jack's voice was low and course with lust. "You like to be fucked hard?" "Yesssss! Make me feel you, baby! Make my little cunny feel your big penis!" A loud, explosive gasp, followed by a scream and a long, gut-wrenching moan, came from Jana as Jack suddenly lunged forward. All at once, it felt like her pussy was being split apart as his massive cock rammed forcefully into her cunny. He withdrew his cock until only the head remained and rammed it back into her. His hips rocked hard and fast, each thrust quick and measured. Jana's long legs tightened around his waist as she brought his face to hers. She began to suck greedily on his tongue while Jack continued to slam-fuck her pussy. "You like that, Jana?" he asked in a breathless voice. "Oh, fuck, yes!" she hissed. "Oh, Jack! Oh, Jack! Oh, Jack, my baby! Yesssss, baby! I love your big penis! Fuck my cunt hard!" "MMMMM! You make me so hot, baby?" "You ever think about fucking me before?" "All the time," he relied huskily. "I jack off thinking about you!" "Now you don't have to jack off any more," she said as she nibbled his bottom lip. "Now you can fuck my cunt anytime you want!" Jack was fucking her hard and forcefully. His balls slapped her sexy little ass with a resounding sound that was loud in the room. Her pussy made loud sucking noises as Jack's cock thrust in and out of it. They kissed with wild abandon, as each grew closer to a mind-numbing climax. Their bodies were locked together in a primitive ritual as old as man. "I want you to cum with me," she said breathlessly. "I want to feel your hot cum shoot inside my cunny when I cum." "I'm close, baby!" "Me too." Jana arched her back to give him more access to her sopping wet pussy. The look in her eyes told Jack that she was about to climax. "Ohhhhh, fuck!" he groaned. He shoved his dick into her three more times, then stiffened as wads of thick, white cum exploded into her cum-greedy pussy. Jana cried out as her own orgasm took over her slender body and wracked her with a deliriously, electrifying sensation. Her pussy was filled to capacity with the most gorgeous cock she'd have seen; now it overflowed with his thick, hot seed. Jacks' lips were pressed hard against hers and loud groans of pleasure entered into her mouth. "Oh, baby!" she whimpered as they collapsed together on the sofa. "OHHHHH!" he gasped breathlessly. "Do we have an encore?" she asked softly with a smile. "We have all night, Jana," he said as he lightly kissed her soft, yielding lips. "I don't want to stop fucking you, baby." They lay together for a long while, talking, kissing, caressing and exploring one another. They made love twice more before six o'clock finally rolled around, and each time was as intense and breathtaking as the first. Their bodies seemed to be made for each other as they lay together, each one wondering if there would be other nights like this one. The Babysitter Fiona applied the last of her mascara then started to pack her make up away. The doorbell rang and she walked into the hallway. "Darren, the babysitter has arrived are you nearly ready?" She opened the front door. "Evening Ying, come in and make yourself at home." Ying, the daughter of a family friend, was now Darren and Fiona's regular babysitter for their two-year-old son Joshua. At only 18 years old Ying was almost ten years younger than them. She was a strikingly pretty oriental woman who was a little over five feet tall. Like many oriental ladies she was very slim and petite, but her young body appeared to be athletic and curvy in all the right places. Fiona teased Darren as she had caught him on more than one occasion paying a little too much attention to the babysitter. Almost on cue Darren appeared "Hi, Ying how are you?" "I am fine Darren. You guys have fun tonight, enjoy your birthday meal Darren." Fiona smiled at Darren, as he blushed aware that she had seen him eyeing up Ying's shapely backside. As she turned Fiona thought that Ying had looked away almost guiltily from her husband. "Make yourself at home tonight, don't spend all night studying will you. The television, videos, DVD's and fridge are as much there for you tonight as they are ours. The restaurant's telephone number is by the phone." "Thank you, as I say have a great time, I promise not to work all night." She replied smiling. Darren took Fiona's arm and they left for their evening out. Ying watched through the window as they climbed into the car before driving away. Ying was certain that Fiona had spotted her eyeing her husband up. Despite seeing the two of them together, not to mention liking them both, Ying found Darren a very attractive man. If matters were different she would love to be intimate with him. Snapping out of her daydream she went into the kitchen to make a start on her coursework. Placing her watch beside her the timer was set for three quarters of an hour, when this elapses she will go and check on Joshua, then return door stairs and resume her work. Absorbed in her essay the electronic bleep of her alarm took her attention so she finalised her paragraph before tidying her papers. Walking up the staircase she listened for any sounds but all was quiet. Creeping slowly into the bedroom her eyes adjusted to the darkness and she saw the small boy sleeping. His little snores were so cute and sweet she lightly brushed his forehead then, happy that he was peaceful, it was time for her to return downstairs. She did a further stint of work before one last check on Josh then it was time for her to relax. Ying went to the kitchen and poured herself a long glass of Coca-Cola. She entered the lounge area, placing her glass on a coaster she then picked up the television guide, after a quick flick through she realised there was nothing she wanted to watch to the TV. Lying in front of the screen she turned the TV on and decided to pick a video to watch. Opening the unit she skimmed though the cassettes but did not find anything to her liking. Standing up she went to the shelves on the wall, which contained other tapes. A few were not labelled so she took these and placed the first in the machine. Pressing play she watched the screen and saw that this was an old episode of a soap opera. Rewinding the tape she ejected it and tried another. This time it was football, obviously one of Darren's. Putting the last tape in the machine she pressed play and initially the tape was fuzzy then there was Fiona on the screen. She was sat on the sofa and Darren was talking to her while he filmed her. Leaning forward to rewind and eject the tape Ying froze as she heard what was being said. "So Fiona are you going to show me your latest purchase?" "Not while you have that in your hand you pervert!" She replied with an angry look, which then melted as she grinned. "How badly do you want to see it Darren?" "I really want to see it. You know how long we have wanted to get one." "This tape stays totally private then sit down cameraman." Ying was confused and curious as to what they were talking about. The camera moved as Darren walked across to the chair. Fiona had got up before walking to the stereo, she put on some music, then she started to dance in front of her husband. "Okay, are you ready? Do try and keep the camera steady." She flicked off her shoes while carrying on the dance movement. Her arms crossed in front of her as she took each side on the base of her t-shirt. Slowly and deliberately she lifted the shirt higher and higher until her black lacy bra was in view. Finally she pulled the top over her head. The dance continued with her in her jeans and bra. Ying had always thought that Fiona was attractive but looking at her now she was stunning. Her long curly black hair fell to the top of her bust. Darren zoomed the camera to her face, which was undeniably pretty with her blue-green eyes staring sexily into the camera. She licked her red lips she asked, "Are you horny yet Darren?" Her eyes fell and a smile broke over her face, "Mmmm very nice, I'll come to that later if you don't mind." The camera panned back as Fiona unbuttoned her jeans and let them fall without breaking her locked gaze with Darren. Stepping out of the trousers she parted her legs and placed a hand in the front of her panties. As she moved in front of her husband it was clear that she was rubbing her clit and her face coloured slightly. "Stop teasing me you dirty bitch I thought this was for my enjoyment?" "Oh you are going to be so happy my little boy." Her hands moved to her back, as she was about to undo her bra. Quickly she turned as the back separated, but she cupped her breasts, stopping the bra from falling. Facing the camera she walked towards Darren she asked "Are you ready?" Before he could answer the bra fell but keeping the tease going she held her firm boobs in her raised palms. Ying felt a tiny pang of jealousy as Fiona looked to be at least a C cup, while she could only boast little firm 34A titties. Her mouth fell open as when Fiona's hands fell the surprise was unveiled...... Fiona's right nipple had a piercing. "Fuck me that is so horny darling." "I don't need to ask if you like it do I? Would you like me to take care of that?" Walking towards Darren she then fell to her knees and as the camera continued to follow Darren's erect penis briefly was in view. It did not stay in the picture long as Fiona's dark ringlets filled the screen as she started to give her husband oral. Darren's breathing became more laboured and Fiona made a lot of slurping and sucking noises. "Oh Fiona that feels great.....I can't hold on for long....... Look me in the eye if I can fill you mouth?" Then without a word see looked up at him and winked. "Thank you sweetheart." She carried on looking at him as she bobbed up and down. Darren moaned, there was a slurping noise, Fiona's cheeks bulged as her eyes widened then a trickle of sperm fell from the corner of her mouth. Ying knew that her pussy was getting damp, as she felt really horny after watching this. She shouldn't do anything here but she was just so hot. Her mind was in turmoil as they were her friends, but she found Darren very attractive. Given her aroused state she decided to have a quick rub and rewound the tape. As the strip started she pushed a hand under her skirt into her panties. Her hand slide over her perfectly smooth pubic mound, which she always kept hairless, and her fingers found her damp slit. Her finger began to slowly rub her erect little clit. Lying back on the floor in front of the screen she started to enjoy this dirty feeling while watching Fiona disrobe. The feeling was so good Ying decided to tease herself by easing her hand movements if she was getting close. Then letting the feelings build before pausing, this was a way she had masturbated before and she knew the feeling would ultimately be so good. Rubbing slowly again she focused on the blowjob on screen and when it had finished she rewound it and hit play again. Unfortunately the video's clicking masked the sound of the key in the door so when the lounge door opened it was the first warning Ying got. Fiona was standing open mouthed in the doorway, "Ying...!" "Oh fuck..... sorry." She blurted out and immediately pulled her hand out of her pants. Then the tears welled up in her eyes and she leapt to her feet and she fled to the kitchen allowing the door to close behind her. She sat at the table sobbing with her face in her hands. How could she have been so dumb, getting carried away and then worse getting caught masturbating. The shame of it and if her parents found out, she just sobbed and sobbed. Fiona was talking to Darren in the lounge and Ying jumped when the door opened. "Ying, oh god, please don't cry." Fiona said crossing the room, she embraced Ying, feeling the girl's body shuddering as she wept. "Please stop honey, it's okay." She stroked Ying's sleek black hair. Ying felt comforted and as she breathed in she smelt the perfume that Fiona was wearing. "Sorry Fiona....I am....am sorry very sorry. Please don..don't tell my parents." Fiona hugged her closer and with her face nestled close to Ying she whispered, "Don't worry it's okay. Please let me get you a tissue." They parted as she went to the side, as she walked back to Ying she noticed her crying was easing, so she smiled gently. She handed her the tissue and Ying dabbed her eyes. As Ying regained her composure she looked at Fiona, her face and eyes reddened following her tears. Fiona leant forward to wipe away a single tear. Ying felt a tingle as Fiona's soft fingertip touched her cheek. "It's okay you know Ying. Darren and I are very flattered that the video made you feel like that." She lifted a finger to Ying's lips to stop her interrupting. "I am cool with it. Can we chat about things?" Ying nodded silently as Fiona's hand fell and rested on her shoulder. "You know Darren thinks you are a very pretty girl and so do I. Now I may have embarrassed us by telling you that." "Not at all I am just surprised....and flattered." Looking down Fiona's other hand was stroking Ying's leg. "Ying, can I ask you a personal question?" Ying froze before nodding slowly. "Did you cum?" Blushing Ying shock her head. Fiona leaned forward, moving her hand from Ying's shoulder to her chin; she lifted Ying's head upwards and kissed her lightly on the lips. As her hazel eyes widened Ying stared deeply into Fiona's aqua coloured eyes. The shock of the kiss wore off as they broke then Ying kissed Fiona's lips. Fiona opened her mouth and slipped her tongue forward, pushing gently, the tip of her tongue slid between Ying's lips and into her mouth. Their tongues entwined and looking into Fiona's eyes Ying saw the pupils dilate. Now both of Fiona's hands cupped Ying's face while they kissed softly but passionately. As they broke their embrace Fiona put her fingers to her lips to indicate that she wanted Ying to remain quiet. Taking Ying's hand Fiona lifted it to her face before smelling the tips of Ying's fingers. "You must have been very aroused as I can smell your sexual scent. It's very nice Ying, I love the smell of a woman, if you know what I mean?" She slid from her chair so that she was kneeling before Ying. Her hands parted the girl's legs, and then she slid the skirt up her legs exposing her damp white panties. She hooked her thumbs through the sides of the knickers then started to drag them down Ying's slender legs. Lifting the panties to her face Fiona sniffed deeply in the gusset. "Mmmmmm I think its time that you have your release, but try and keep quiet." She lowered her face into Ying's groin and started to kiss her thighs lightly. Her hand sought out her damp cleft, gently rubbing her outer lips and ensuring that her fingers were really wet. The kisses carried on making her way up her thighs as her finger gently rubbed the swollen clitoris. "You are very well shaven Ying. I wish I could get my pussy so smooth. Darren loves a bare woman. He would love you." Then she buried her tongue into the damp opening. As Fiona started lapping at Ying the feelings were so sweet. Ying had fantasised about lesbian sex but never taken it any further. She would never have guessed that Fiona would take her cherry. Looking down she could see Fiona's head slowly moving while she loving attended to pleasuring Ying. She looked up and caught Ying's gaze, pulling her mouth away from her pussy, she asked, "Do you use dildos on yourself?" Ying shook her head; Fiona took her handbag from the table. Delving in the bag she removed a discrete 5-inch vibrator, which she flicked on. Placing on the tip on Ying's swollen clit she looked up as Ying closed her eyes and bit down on her lower lip. Fiona switched the vibrator off and resumed her licking of Ying's pussy. Then very gently she pushed the tip of the dildo against her opening. She licked and lapped at the clitoral hood then entered Ying with the toy. Sliding it in and out she maintained her licking. She knew that the orgasm was closing in as the juices were flowing giving the sucking noises as the dildo thrush backwards and forwards. In addition Ying's oriental complexion seemed to be darkening as her face coloured. While Fiona carried on giving oral the kitchen door opened and Darren walked stark bollock naked and stroking a large erection. He was a good eight inches and he drew his foreskin backwards and forwards, his other hand was at his mouth as he signalled for Ying to stay quiet. Standing beside her he moved her chin forcing her to turn her head to the side. He then leaned forward so the head of his cock pushed against Ying's mouth. She opened her mouth allowing him to fill her mouth. Concentrating on the penis that was sliding in and out of her lips she did not notice the licking had stopped. "Don't make him cum yet Ying." Fiona said before returning to pleasuring the girl. Ying felt her orgasm building and she let Darren's cock fall from her mouth, she took him in her hand gently pumping him to maintain his pleasure. She began to moan as she orgasmed then she pushed Fiona's face away from her. "Darren, would you like to fuck the babysitter now?" Fiona asked but didn't wait for the answer. Ying opened her eyes to see Darren move to her, he was very muscular and he picked her slight frame up into his arms. He laid her on the large pine dining table, while Fiona stripped Ying of her remaining clothing. Having just cum Ying could not wait to feel Darren's manhood being thrust into her throbbing cunt. They pulled Ying along the tabletop until her waist was parallel with the edge of the table Darren positioned himself so his cock was laying erect on top of Ying's pubic area. Rubbing his cockhead all over her bare pussy he moistened himself with her juices. Fiona stood behind him with her right hand taking his hardon. She wanked him slowly while her left hand teased his nipples. She kissed his neck before whispering in his ear. "Go on you have been desperate to fuck her since she has been babysitting for us. She is gagging for you." Then Fiona grabbed her husband's penis and slid it into Ying's opening. Instantly he pushed forward and began fucking her. Her cunt was so wet that the noise as her fucked her was really loud. After the comparative small ness of the vibrator Darren was really stretching her tight vagina. "Does that feel as good as you imagined it would Darren? She's unbelievably sexy isn't she? Her body is so slim and athletic. Go on suck on her boobs." Darren bent down and started to suckle on her breasts. He chewed on her nipples, which were very hard and erect. He was slamming into her with gusto. As Darren shagged her his strokes quicken, Ying opened her eyes, seeing Fiona finishing removing her knickers and then standing naked next to them masturbating as she watched her husband fucking a young girl. "I bet she is so much tighter than me isn't she. Darren I don't want you to cum inside her, you can cover my tits as I know you like that." She pushed her face into Ying's forcibly kissing her. Their tongues entwined as Ying felt her second orgasm hit her and she felt her legs twitch and the feeling like a warm blanket wrapping her groin while Darren's cock pistoned in and out of her. They carried on kissing as Fiona heard the sounds of her husband fucking their babysitter while she kissed her deeply. "Fiona, I am close darling. I can't hold on." She knelt down beside him urging him on. Suddenly Darren withdrew from Ying's cunt, turned to his wife wanking, spunk jetted from his cock over his wife's face and chest. She held her breast upward and together so his hot seed collected on her tits. "Mmmmmmm that was really horny darling, now it's my turn to enjoy our guest." She then walked over to Ying, "Sit up a moment Honey." When she sat on the table she could see Darren's sperm all over Fiona's chest. One thin drip of spunk had collected on Fiona's nipple ring. This nipple was offer up to Ying who took the hard pink bud in her mouth. The cold metal was in contrast to the hot salty cum. Fiona moaned as Ying sucked on her nipples then licked her breasts clear of Darren's spunk. They embraced and began kissing once more. Ying could feel the hot sticky liquid, together with her spittle from the licking, on Fiona's chest being squashed into hers. "Time for you to taste some pussy Ying!" Fiona said as she sat down. Ying knelt between Fiona's legs and looked at her pussy. Unlike Ying she was unshaven, her tufts of brown hair covered her pubic mound, where she had been fingering her self she had mixed her juices into the hair. Ying felt through the pubic hair inhaling the smell of Fiona's aroused state. Then leaning in and pressing her face into the lips she took her first taste of another woman. She started to lick and tease her new lover tentatively at first. "Mmmmmm that's so good Ying, you sure you haven't done this before?" Ying looked up and shook her head allowing her tongue to flick from side to side over Fiona's stiffened clit. "Oooo yes that feels sooooo good. You are a natural. Concentrate on my clit I am really close." Ying was aware that Darren's head was close to her face. Looking to the side she noticed he was wanking his newly hard penis. "This is so horny Ying. When I give Fi oral I find you really need to focus on her clit to make her cum." Fiona dropped her hand onto Ying's head forcing her to maintain the lapping. Ying heard slurping above her as Darren had forced his wife to put his cock in her mouth. Ying started to finger herself while she licked, looking up she was getting so turned on at the sight of Darren's cock sliding in and out of Fiona's mouth, his balls slapping his wife's chin. He was using her but she pushed him from her mouth as Ying felt more juices flow over her face. "Oooooooohhh jjesssusss I'm cuummmmmiiinggg." Fiona screamed "Keep licking her Ying, she can multiple just ignore her and keep going." Ying took his instruction and began licking furiously at Fiona's clit. "Oooooooo ssssttooppp Ying, its too much." She pushed Ying's face away. As she went to take Darren back in her mouth Ying stood taking his cock in her hand. "No I want his cum in my mouth now." She knelt in front of him. "Just fuck my face Darren, use me." He pushed his tip into her mouth and started to fuck her mouth. Her hands cupped his nuts and rubbed gently, then Fiona knelt beside her and bent her neck so her face was below Darren's groin. She placed his balls in her mouth and sucked on him, this was too much for him and his balls tightened, Ying's mouth was flooded with ejaculate. Having swallowed his seed she stood and gave him her first, of what would be many, deep sensitive kiss. The Babysitter Older man, young sweet fresh horny 18-year-old girl. They always ask me why I fill my mind with these fantasies. Why? Because to me there's no better way in the world to fuck. I know you think the same. From that first moment you saw me, climbing out of my boyfriend's car in my short, short black shorts and bikini top, walking up the pathway to your door. Your wife hadn't told you yet but I was your daughter's new live-in nanny. I remember you opening the door for me, your eyes dragging over my body, and the way you stiffened when I brushed against you, my breasts lightly touching your arm as I walked past you...I knew then that it was going to be a very interesting summer. Older man...younger woman...it's always been your fantasy hasn't it? You wish your hands could feel the soft smooth skin of my midriff...the firm juicy roundness of my breast...the naturally tight wet grip of a young woman's pussy? Have I touched a sensitive point? Oh I know, you think it's wrong to want me. I don't care. I want you, and as much as you've tried to hide it, I know you want me too. ==== Click Here to listen. (26 min/mp3) ==== For Michael...to whom I hope I'll always be a dirty, nasty little tease... ==== The Babysitter I walked down the still busy street, my coat flung over my shoulder. It was summer, and I was on my way to a new baby-sit address. The guy was a film producer, or so he said, and he had the cutest little toddler – I'd seen pictures. I was glad I found a new place to sit, having just turned 18, being bored and low on cash. When I reached the right street, I started counting down the numbers. 28, 30, 32... 34, there it was. The house wasn't big, but not small either. Through the living room window I could see him sitting on the sofa, smart jacket and bow-tie, ready to go. As I rang the bell, he looked up and smiled at me. He welcomed me in, and gave me a short tour around the house. "There's plenty of food in the fridge if you're hungry, and feel free to use the computer. Joshua is upstairs, asleep. I have to go now, my phone number is on the table if anything comes up." With that he left, reassuring me that Joshua usually slept all night, and might he wake up a hug and a story usually were enough to lull him back to sleep. First thing I did was tiptoe up the stairs, to check on the kid. He was indeed sound asleep, and cute as a button. I swiftly took a glance in the room next to his, which held a double bed, out of which one side was made. There seemed to be only men's clothes and no make-up or whatsoever, and I thus concluded my employer lived alone. I went back down, and turned on the TV. Zapping past game shows, bad sitcoms and documentaries on the natural habitat of octopi, I settled on a half movie. The story wasn't dashing, but I liked the pictures. It was some soppy love story, and after a while I decided to get myself a soda. When I came back, a full glass of ice tea in one hand, I walked straight in on a love scene. I settled back on the couch, slightly aroused. I sipped my coke, and one hand slid under my skirt. I had made sure the curtains were closed, and I could watch the door from where I sat. The kid was asleep, so I deemed myself relatively safe. The lovemaking went on and on, and I became more and more slippery down there. I rubbed my pussy though my tights. The woman on tv was riding her boyfriend now, grinding her hips into him. I slid down my tights, and put my hand in my panties. The woman grinded. I rubbed. The woman orgasmed, I slid my finger between my lips. And just as I was going to orgasm myself, the door opened. Mr Rhett stood facing me, his face gradually moving from surprise to delight. "Ah, I see you have made yourself quite at home." I was frozen, unable to even remove my hand from my panties. I watched him as he walked into the room, begin unbuttoning his coat. "I had forgotten my ticket, no use showing up without it." He said, taking off his coat and slinging it over the arm of the couch. "Please, stop staring at me as if I'm Santa Claus." He smiled. I attempted to smile back, but miserably failed. I then took out my hand, taking care to wipe it at my panties in the process. I sat up straight, and stared at him. He smiled again, taking a step towards me. "Did I mention you're quite the babe? I mean it. I can't say I mind having you masturbating on my couch..." I forced a grin. "As a matter of fact, please, continue. I think I could enjoy this." I was shocked. Instead of going into a rage fit about me violating his hospitality, not to mention making nasty stains on his sofa, he was asking me to masturbate for him! I thought on this for a moment. I was still rather horny and my pussy was dying for attention, and after all, I had already damaged my image of perfect college girl, so why not? He seemed to sense my decision, and sat down into the chair opposite me. "I see. Now, if you would be so kind, spread your legs so I can enjoy the show. Oh, and take off your panties, you will appreciate having them slightly clean afterwards." I, though slightly reluctantly, did what he said. He was after all a stranger, twice my age, asking me to masturbate for his pleasure. I put one leg up on the sofa, giving him a clear outlook on my pussy. He licked his lips, and untied his bowtie. Slowly, I slid my finger back in between my wet lips. Wiggling a little, I rubbed my clitoris. I looked at him, and saw him enjoy. I slid my finger into my pussy, and started to fingerfuck myself. After a while, he said, "Now use a second finger, please." He was still a gentleman, though one indulging in barely-legal masturbation. I slipped in a second finger. I resumed treating myself, whilst my other hand slid under my shirt. I kneaded my breasts, 36C's, and moved up the speed of my fingers in my pussy. I began moving my hips along, feeling the throbbing sensation of nearing an orgasm. It was rather sexy, masturbating while being watched. But again, right before I orgasmed, he stopped me. "No, don't let go. I want to finish it." He then continued to take off his chalet, which left him in his dress shirt and pants. He walked over to me, and kneeled down in between my legs. He placed his hand on my leg, and moved it down until it reached my pubic hair. He ran his fingers through it, and then slid one into my pussy. He had long, manly hands, and his finger went in deep. He moved it in and out, increasing in speed, stopping only to add another finger, and then another. He was fucking me with three fingers now, and I once again felt myself nearing an orgasm. He too saw this, and took out his fingers. "Why do you keep doing this to me?" It was the first thing I said since he left, and he grinned widely. Not wasting another word, he bent his head down, and put his hands around my waist. I could feel his hot breath on my thighs, then on my cunt. He bent lower, eventually reaching my pussy with his tongue. He flicked it over my clit, sending shivers through my body. He licked it upside down, and then slid it into my cunt. He licked faster, faster, faster, pushing his tongue in deeper and deeper, until he could no more. Then he suddenly stopped, and bit my clit. I came as hard as I never had before. It was the first time a man had masturbated me, and it felt so good. I could feel him smile as he lapped up my hot juices, but he did not lick all of them. Instead he stood up, and faced me. "You liked that, didn't you?" I nodded. "Do you want more?" I nodded again. He then took off his pants, and I saw his boxers bulge. He took my hands, and led them towards his boxers. He made me take them off, and his cock sprang free. It was large, pink, and very erect. The swollen red head glistened with precum, and he placed my finger upon it. I wanted to wank him, but he wouldn't let me. "No, I want to do you first. I want you to experience pleasure like you've never felt before." He laid me down on the sofa, and took off my skirt and blouse. I only had my bra on, and he unfastened that too, and took it away from under my back. He then sat over me, his huge cock nearing my cunt. "Are you a virgin?" he asked. "Yes," I said, and he smiled. "I thought you were. You have masturbated often, I'm sure you have, but you are really going to like this." He moved even closer to me, and grabbed his cock with his hand. "This may hurt a little..." He moved the tip against my lips, and pushed it in an inch or two. I inhaled my breath in short gasps, and he pushed the head in even further. He then moved his chest upon mine, caressing my nipples as he slid in further. When he was halfway in, he pulled back almost to the end, and with one large thrust pushed in to his balls. I gasped loudly, and felt tears spring into my eyes. Perhaps I should have picked a slightly less well-endowed guy to be my first! He slid out, and pushed back in. His thrusts were slowly at first, but rapidly increased in speed. His hands squeezed my tits, as he fucked me harder and harder. It was really intense, and I moaned a little. This felt amazing! "Harder!" I urged him, grinding my hips into him. He smiled, and pushed in roughly. It hurt, but I loved it. He went to fast and his thrusts were so hard, I felt like I was splitting open. I orgasmed harder than ever before. Amazing! He went on a few thrusts, and with his final thrust, he pushed in his cock as far as he could, and squirted into me. I could feel his hot cum inside me, and I wanted to cry out his name. Which I didn't know, so I refrained from it. Instead, I pushed my hips into him until he was in incredibly deep, and received all of his cum in my cunt. It kept on coming, and I felt it flow out of me, flowing over my ass. He collapsed onto me, and we panted together for a while. Then he moved off me, and while still panting, began searching around in his pants-pocket. To my surprise he took out fifty bucks, and handed them to me, together with my clothes. "As much as I have enjoyed your services, I am home now, and you can place Joshua back into my care. Now please, get your delightfully sexy ass out of here, and I'll contact you if I need you again." The Babysitter As nights go this one started off like any other. I had been to dinner with my son and his beautiful wife. It had been quite some time since I had been anywhere other than to work and home again. The kids felt like I needed to get out and start enjoying life again. They had arranged for a baby sitter to come watch their kids for the evening as we went dining and dancing. We made small talk on our way back to their home. My daughter stating I needed to start dating again. I didn't feel right, but I felt she was right. After all it had been over two years since my wife had left. Upon reaching their home we all went in the house. We had one hell of a surprise waiting for us when we walked in the door. It seems the young co-ed they had gotten to baby sit was watching porn on the TV after she had gotten the kids down for the night. She had her hand down her panties playing with herself so intently when we walked in that she didn't hear us. My daughter said "ahem" and the poor girl like to jumped out of her skin. Her face turning red as she stammered to explain. She was a beauty, five foot six and just over one hundred pounds, red hair and freckles which seemed to go on forever below her cut in her dress. I just chuckled inside as she stood there red faced. She was put at ease as my daughter-in-law explained she wasn't trying to embarrass her, but that we guys didn't need a show of a pretty young thing like her. Seeing that I had to be going soon I offered to drive the young lady home on my way. She readily agreed that sounded good. I think being caught had her not wanting to stay any longer in a situation which was very awkward for her. As we went to my car I learned her name was Lauralie. A young college freshman who was trying to make ends meet by baby sitting and other odd jobs. She lived across town in a small apartment not to far from my home. And things were tight for her as she only had her Mom's meager social security to help her along. She was in tears no sooner than we left the drive way of my sons, fearing she would never be asked to baby sit for them again. I tried to console her by stating that they would surely call her again. It wasn't like she had her boy friend there fooling around with him when we walked in. This seemed to make her smile weakly. As I drove down the dark road Lauralie kept fidgeting in her seat. She seemed to have a problem keeping still. I asked politely what was the matter, why she kept fidgeting? She shyly answered that her panties were a bit wet from watching the movie. As I passed under a street lamp I was able to see she was crimson faced. Being still a bit embarrassed over how she had been caught. I laughed softly and told her to fix the problem by removing her soaked panties and place them in her purse. It would make her ride much more comfortable and I could concentrate on my driving better. She smiled at me, and asked if it would bother me if she did just that? I told her "Heavens no it wouldn't bother me in the least. And at least she would be more comfortable that way." She eased her hands up under her dress, hiking the hem a bit as she did so, revealing a bit of her inner thigh. As she slid her soaked panties off I couldn't help but admire her soft shin. She must have saw me staring at her legs and panties as they came off, because she asked me if I liked the view. I guess it was my turn for a bit of red faced embarrassment. I answered her truthfully with a "yes". This must have made her day as she smiled mischievously and said "thank you." I continued to glance over at her lovely legs from time to time as I drove. Each time it seemed her dress hiked a bit further up her legs. If this continued her sweet womanhood would soon be in full display. It was all I could do to concentrate on my driving now. I had a raging hard on. And the views of her hiked hem had me wanting more. I glanced over to see she was looking at my crotch and the bulge in my jeans. Her hand went absent mindedly to her own crotch and started to run up and down her sweet mound. She licked her lips a few times as she continued to stare. It was my turn to ask if she liked what she saw. She looked up at me finally breaking her gaze at my bulging pants and said "Oh yes, very much so." I asked her what the movie was about that had her so wound up. She said it was about a girl and an older guy having steamy hot sex. I couldn't believe the coincidence of the situation. Here we were an older guy and a younger gal, driving down the rode with a situation that had us both so horney we couldn't seem to concentrate on any thing except sex. I asked her if she liked the idea of having sex with an older guy. This is when she informed me that she had never had sex with a guy. I was awestruck. Here she was a freshman in college and was still a virgin. She informed me that through her high school years she had done a lot of heavy petting but had never let a guy have sexual intercourse with her. Next I asked if she thought having sex with an older guy was something she wished to consider. She sat silently for awhile, not answering the question. I could see she was deep in thought and continued to drive. A few minutes later she asked where I lived. I asked her why and she stated she didn't want to go to her apartment because her room mate would probably be there with her boy friend. Then she went on to explain she wanted to have intercourse with me, both because of the movie and that she really enjoyed my company and friendly consideration of her feelings. As she was explaining her desires she was playing hard with her little sweet little mound. The aroma was enough to have my manhood bulging at it's restraining confines within my pants. Thank God my home was only a few minutes drive or I would have gone mad. We reached my home in record time. Upon parking in driveway I noticed she was wetter than anyone I could ever remember through all my years. I finally got a good view of her sweet little mound as she continued to stroke herself. I exited my side and quickly went around to open her door. As she stepped out she threw her arms around me giving me a kiss which seemed to express her deepest desires. Our tongues danced a tango together for what seemed like forever. Breaking our kiss finally to get some much need air into our lungs I started for the door with her in tow. Once we were inside it didn't take long for us to embrace once again. Kissing and fondling each other in our lust filled state. I ran my hands down her back, along the curves of her behind and down below her dress. Inching her dress up I felt her soft skin, hot from her lust. I continued to explore around to her womanhood. Touching and reveling in her wetness. As I touched her sweet wet mound she sighed into our kiss. She too had her hands exploring the bulge in my pants. I felt her fingers running traces of an outline around and around my hardened shaft. We broke our Kiss and I lead her to my bedroom where we could enjoy each other more fully. As we entered the bedroom I could see some apprehension in her eyes. I asked her if she was alright. She said yes, but just a bit scared of what it would feel like to have sex with me. I tried to ease her mind with a soft kiss, then explaining I would be as considerate and gentle of her needs as I possibly could. That I would go at her speed not mine. Sitting her on the edge of the bed I proceeded to kiss her gently and softly began to explore her sweetness even further. As my hand touched her wetness she parted her legs a bit to give me even further access to her wet sweetness. I began running my fingers up and around her wet lips trying hard not to touch her little bud of pleasure, but more to excite her needs and want by not touching it directly. She wiggled her hips as if to bring my fingers to the point of touching it. But I kept teasing her in this manner as I continued to kiss her full lips and to nibble softly on her neck and ears. She had her eyes closed as she experienced the pleasures of her body being teased and pleased in such a manner. I eased my other hand to the zipper on the back of her dress. Slowly I started the zipper down. Once the zipper was all the way down I started slowly taking her top portion down. As I did I gently followed it's course with soft kisses upon her bare skin. As I neared her sweet full tits she caught her breath. Kissing lightly around her nipple and continuing to explore her sweet wetness with my other hand she sighed, and started leaning back on the bed. I continued my gentle kissing to her other breast doing the same as I had on her first one. Saving her nipples for last as I continued to tease her love bud by not touching it directly. I continued my downward assault of kisses, hiking her dress up so I could get at her soft womanly folds. As I reached her womanhood with my kisses I breathed a soft breath as I took in her aroma. As my hot breath touched her wetness it sent a shiver through her body, a shiver both of pleasure and coolness to her heat. She parted her legs even further as I took over my assault of her womanhood with my tongue. I gently licked around her wetness savoring her flavor. Ever so slowly I continued to work my way closer and closer to her sweet love bud which by now needed attention in the worst way. As my tongue lightly passed over it for the first time her hips bucked involuntarily as the pleasures of it shot through her body. She moaned and continued to buck her hips each time I passed over it. Her bucking hips picking up speed as I continued. Her moaning became louder as her desire sped her ever closer to orgasm. I parted her sweet lips with my tongue and ran the length of her slit from top to bottom and back again. As I reached the top her juices seemed to explode. I savored her flavor as they washed across my face. She screamed as her first orgasm washed over her and sent electricity through every part of her body and being. As it subsided I continued to lick and nibble softly on her wetness. Her body became more relaxed as she enjoyed the moment and feel of my tongue doing it's magic on her sweet womanhood. She reached down and gently got a hold of my face bringing me back up to her full lips as she kissed me deeply, tasting her own juices as she did so. She whispered how much she enjoyed what she was feeling. I softly told her there was more to come. She sighed and eased up to take the dress off totally. I marveled at her young soft beauty. I was spell bound by this young goddess. My manhood ached and fought to get out of the confines of it's prison. Sensing my needs my young lover reached up to take my belt in her dainty hands. Trembling she unfastened the buckle and started to unzip my pants. As she slid my pants down the bulge which was hidden by them became more revealed. My boxers were the only things remaining to hide it's length and girth from her gaze. As she reached for the waist band of my boxers I removed my shirt. Now all that was left were a few more inches of cloth separating me from total nudity. Inching my boxers off ever so slowly she viewed more and more of my hidden treasure which was waiting for her. Her eyes widened as she took in it's proportions. She looked up at me with a mixture of fear and lust. Finally uttering the statement all men hear at least once in their lives, "I'm not sure if it will fit in me. It's so huge." I assured her all would be well, that her prized little box of love was made to bear children who were much larger than I ever was. She smiled wickedly and said "Oh yes, I forgot about that." She gently reached out and took it fully in her grasp as if checking it out for proper fit. She giggled and mentioned it was much larger than any of her previous boy friends. And that she liked the way it felt in her grasp, so alive and throbbing. She tentatively eased down and placed her warm wet lips to it's head as if to kiss it. Upon her touch it throbbed once again. She giggled and then proceeded to lick and kiss along it's length. Knowing that if she continued this I wouldn't be able to hold out long. It had been a few years since I had a woman touch me such a manner. I gently reached for her face pulling her up and to me. Holding her tightly as I explained there would be plenty of time for that latter. I kissed her fully, our tongues entwining once more. She moaned softly as I lay back on the bed. Having her on top of my body, feeling her nakedness. We continued to French kiss as she slid her body up and down my body. I could feel her wetness as she moved. The heat from her wet mound felt exquisite along my shaft. I mentioned that I needed to get a rubber at this point so she wouldn't end up pregnant. She laughed and said "No silly, I'm on the pill." Then she kissed me even harder. She eased up taking my manhood and aiming it at her wet sweetness. I felt it's tip slip past her outer lips on it's way to heaven. She stopped as it met some resistance. Hesitating for few moments as if to decide whither she wanted to continue further. I ran my hands along her side, sending shivers throughout her body. Then I felt the resistance give. Her eyes widened as she let out a slight yelp. She hesitated again, but only for a moment as she took in the feeling of being filled by my manhood. She eased further down until all my shaft was buried deeply within her confines of sweet heaven. Then she began a slow upward motion as if testing it to see if there would be any further pain. Sensing none she continued finding pleasure building with each little movement up and down. She uttered "Oh My God. I never imagined it would feel so wonderful." Her pace quickened as her need rose from deep within. I could feel her tightness and her pubic hairs as she bounced up and down on my hard throbbing member. The feeling was so exquisite, it had been years since I had entered any woman as tight as she was. I was thankful for her lubrication as her honey hole continued to ooze more of it's sweet nectar. With her eyes closed she continued to ride me with ever an ever faster need for completion. I could feel the walls of her honey hole tighten even further as she approached her orgasm. She moaning loudly and saying "Yes, yes, yes." I matched her speed with each thrust as she came down on my man muscle. Harder and harder each time. I felt a gush of moister escape her love tunnel as she climaxed, sending me also into my own climax. I came with a power and amount that I hadn't felt in years. She stopped, fully impaled on my tool as the waves of electricity ran through her. Shivering with each as the walls of her womanhood milked the remains of my cum deep inside her. As her orgasm subsided she collapsed on top of me, breathing hard and moaning as each shiver subsided. I kissed her hair gently as I caressed her body. Holding her close and secure as I too enjoyed the bond we now shared. As my manhood shrank inside her more of our love juices began to flow out of her. Creating a puddle of warm wetness at the base of my balls. I didn't care because she snuggled in tightly against me as she slipped off to sleep in my arms. I laughed in side as I thought "The old man still has it, must have wore her out. Sweet little thing that she is. I softly said "Goodnight Lauralie". She sighed as if in reply. My mind replayed the evenings events over and over as I held her tightly and slipped off to sleep myself. The last thing I remember was her warmth, her wetness, and the wonder I saw in her eyes as she experienced her first filling of man. The Babysitter Thanks to MissZ for correcting my 101 errors and making this a more enjoyable story. TSG * "I don't think I'll be able to attend tonight's committee meeting. My damn husband is out of town again and I can't find a babysitter." I was standing behind two attractive women in the grocery store's express check-out. "Amy, you have to come. You've done all the work to date and we need the project to remain on track." "I know . . . I know. I'll make a few more calls and see if I can find a sitter." My name is Chris. I'm a college sophomore and I'm home for a five week Christmas vacation. My dad has already bugged me about finding some part-time work. 'No son of mine is going to lie around the house for five weeks. Get a job!' I actually agreed with Dad, but who is going to hire someone for five weeks? As I exited the grocery store, I saw the mother who needed the babysitter. She was packing her bags in the back of her SUV. I approached her and started, "Excuse me. I'm Chris. I'm a college student and I'm home on vacation. I didn't mean to eavesdrop, but I'm looking for work and heard you say you needed a babysitter." I kept a respectable distance, but the woman was looking at me suspiciously, as I continued, "You can call Bob Lewis at the Parks and Recreation Department as a quick reference. I lifeguard at the pool during the summer. Also, Sergeant Jim Parks at the Police Department is a neighbor." "Anyway," I stuttered, "if you want a babysitter, give me a call." I wrote out my name and cell number, handed her the slip of paper and headed home. I arrived home after lunch, changed into a tee shirt and sweats. I ran three miles to the gym, lifted weights for an hour and ran home. When I was stripping for my shower, I noticed I had two voicemails. The first said, "Hi Chris. This is Amy from the grocery store this morning. I talked to Bob Lewis and he says you're a great guy. If you're willing to baby-sit, please give me a call." Amy hung up after leaving her number. The second message was also from Amy and she sounded a bit more insistent that I call. I returned her call after my shower. "Hi Amy, its Chris Harrington. Sorry about the delay in returning your call. I was at the gym. Do you still need a babysitter?" "Oh Chris! Thanks for getting back to me. I'm so desperate." I teased Amy by saying, "That's the story of my life. The pretty girls call me when their desperate." I could hear Amy chuckle. "Would you be able to watch my kids from 6:30 until 9:00? Maybe, a little later?" "Sure Amy." I hung up after she gave me her home address. I arrived a few minutes early and Amy met me at the door. She's a cute, All-American type. Tonight she's dressed in a red turtle neck, jeans and boots. She's 5'8" and weighs a healthy 150 lbs. Her dark brown hair in permed and shoulder length. I'll bet she has some Asian heritage, as her dark eyes are almond shaped. Amy's breasts are magnificent. They push her turtle neck out and stretch it to the limit. The cool night air has caused her nipples to become erect. Her waist is slim, but not skinny and the blue jeans she has painted on highlight a truly great looking heart-shaped ass. As Amy introduced me to the kids, gave me a tour and instructions, she drank from a very full wine glass. I wouldn't consider her drunk, but she was a bit tipsy. "My meeting is at the Roger's home. Here is their phone number and my cell number. I'll be home around 9 o'clock." She kissed and hugged her kids, waved over her shoulder at me and headed out the door. Truthfully, I barely saw her wave as my eyes were glued to the twin globes of her ass. They danced as she walked. Amy's kids were very well behaved. We watched TV until 8:00 and I put them to bed, without any fuss. I checked both children a half hour later and both were asleep. I was watching ESPN when Amy arrived home just before 9:00. "Hi, Amy, how was your meeting?" "Hi, Chris, it was fine. How were the kids?" I noticed a bit of a slur as Amy talked. "The kids are fine. I checked them a few minutes ago and they're asleep." "Let me check on them and then I'll pay you." I watched her ass again as she walked away. Amy is a walking wet dream. When she returned to the den a few minutes later, Amy was carrying two glasses of wine. "I hope you like Merlot," she said as she handed me a glass. Amy sat next to me on the small love seat. She rested her back against the arm of the chair, pulled her legs under her bottom and faced me. "I hope you don't mind staying," Amy said, slightly slurring her words. "It gets kind of lonely, with my husband traveling all the time." "I don't mind at all. I like your company," I flirted. Amy had a twinkle in her eye. "Oh, you're just being nice. I'm sure you would rather be out with a girl your age." My heart was beating a million miles an hour. I was far from being a virgin and had great sex with a regular group of college girl friends, but Amy was still a knock-out. More importantly, she was taboo. She's a much older, married mother. My cock was stiffening in my jeans. "If I tell you a secret, will you promise not to get mad?" Amy shook her head and said, "Nope." At the same time, she gave me a nice smile. "I'm sorry then. I can't tell you." A sexy pout formed on her lips. "Please tell me?" I scooted closer to her on the love seat. Our hips and legs touched. "I'll tell you, when you promise not to get mad." In a little girl voice, Amy said, "You're so mean. OK, I promise." "What do you promise, Amy." She slapped my thigh and said, "I promise not to get mad, if you tell me your secret." Nodding, I told her, "This morning at the grocery store, I almost didn't hear you talk about a babysitter. I was to busy checking you out." Her eyes sparkled with lust as she said, "You're lying." Taking a sip of wine I waited patiently. Amy continued, "I doubt you even noticed us." "Your friend was wearing a white blouse under a blue blazer, blue jeans and black boots. You had on gym clothes. A matching black sweat suit with a white stripe, a cream low-cut top was under the zippered suit jacket and white sneakers." I gave Amy a triumphant smile. I could tell she was stunned and flattered. Trying to divert my interest, she responded, "I know, Martha is very attractive." "You're right. Martha is a knock-out and almost as attractive as you." We starred at each other for a few moments. Her neck and face blushed and began to match the color of her turtle neck. In an unsure, but lust filled voice, Martha asked, "Would you mind if I changed into something more comfortable?" "Sure, Amy," I answered equally unsure. "I'll wait here." I continued to stare as Amy got up from the couch and crossed the room. I couldn't keep my eyes off her jean-encased ass and didn't care when she caught me staring. Twenty minutes later, I was still waiting in the den. Wondering if she wanted me to follow her to the upstairs bedroom, I had visions of the naked mother laying across her bed and waiting for me. I was about to follow her upstairs, when my cell phone rang. I answered and heard, "I'm sorry, but I can't do this." Trying to hide his obvious disappointment, not to mention a raging hard-on, I answered, "Amy, take it easy." "I don't want you to think I'm a cock-tease, but I've never done this kind of thing before." My cock twitched when she said "cock-tease," thinking it's sexy when a woman talks dirty. Quickly adapting and trying to get her to forget about her guilt, I told Amy, "I'm going to leave in a few minutes. We can make arrangements for paying me later. But, before I go, can I ask you a question?" A timid, "Sure," was her answer. "Have you changed into something more comfortable?" "Yes," was her answer. "Something sexy?" I continued. "I think it's very sexy." Deciding to push things a bit, I asked, "Is it the emerald green, floor length satin night gown I saw hanging in your closet?" Amy was quite for an uncomfortably long moment. When she answered, "You're an awfully naughty boy, for looking through my personal things," I knew I'd cleared another hurdle. "It was my favorite. I was hoping you would put it on." I could hear Amy breathing, but she didn't respond, so I continued, "I want you to do something for me." A wary, "What?" Was Amy's answer. "I want you to lock your bedroom door." "Why should I do that?" Amy answered. "Because I asked you too." I continued, "Please Amy, for me." She didn't answer me directly, but after a few moments, she said, "OK. I've locked the door." "Stand in front of your dressing mirror. Tell me what you look like." "I . . . I . . . Jesus, I can't believe I'm doing this. Amy continued, "If I tell you . . . will you leave?" Her voice was barely above a whisper. I had returned to the love seat. My legs were slightly spread and my feet were stretched over the far arm. I was playing with my fully hard dick through my pants. Instead of answering Amy's question, I asked again, "What do you look like?" "OK. I look . . . oh . . . I look great." "Is your hair up or is it hanging to your shoulders?" "I let my hair hang down." "I'm trying to imagine what your breasts look like. Tell me." Amy was quite, as if trying to decide if she would continue. "I'm imagining that they are spectacular. Please. Tell me." Amy laughed in a sad sort of way. "Spectacular? That's what my husband used to call them." "Amy, I bet there's a lot of cleavage." "Yes, more than half my breasts are exposed." "Do your breasts have freckles? Like you have under your eyes." I was trying to lead Amy. "Yes, the swell has a lot of freckles." "And your nipples? Tell me about your nipples?" Amy was breathing a little harder. "Um . . . um . . . my nipples are hard . . . erect." "Are they clearly visible through the fabric?" "They're big and fat and can easily be seen." "Are your nipples sensitive, Amy?" Amy tried to regain control and said, "I can't believe you're asking that. I'm married. I have two children. I'm twice your age." "Amy, your bedroom door is locked. You're safe. I can't touch you. We're having some sexy fun. I just want to know if your nipples are sensitive." "Oh, God. Yes, they're very sensitive." "Are you touching them?" Amy didn't answer. I continued, "Amy, I'm touching myself. I'm lying on your couch, imagining you standing in front of your mirror and I'm rubbing my dick." A very quiet, "Yes," was Amy's response. "Yes? You're touching yourself?" "MMmmm . . . HHmmm," was Amy's only reply. "Where are you touching yourself," I asked. "I'm . . . um . . . lightly pinching and caressing my nipples and . . . um . . ." I waited patiently. Amy sobbed, "I can't say it." I tried to sooth her. "Amy, do you want to know what I'm doing now?" Amy started, "I'm not sure," but finally admitted, "Oh yes. Tell me what you're doing." "I will, but first, get into your bed." I could hear the rustling of the bed coverings and then Amy said, "OK. I'm lying in bed." "Good girl. I've opened my jeans and pulled them to my knees. As we've been talking I've been stroking my cock and fondling my balls. When pre-cum drips from my piss-hole, I smear it over the head of my cock. We were quiet for almost a minute. Our heavier than normal breathing was the only sound. A timid, "I'm touching myself too," Amy admitted. She continued, "I'm rubbing my . . . my . . . pussy." When she said "pussy", it was barely a whisper. "Is your pussy wet?" "Oh my God. I'm drenched." "As you pinch your nipples . . . imagine I'm sucking them. Would you like that Amy? Having me lick, suck and bite your nipples, while you rub your clit and pussy?" "Oh yes. That's so nice." "Imagine Amy, if I kissed over your stomach and between your legs. Can you imagine my tongue working in and out of your pussy?" "Yes!" "And, over your clit?" "Oh God, yes!" "Imagine Amy . . . my tongue is sliding over your pussy lips and to your clit. It's sliding over and over." Amy didn't answer. But her deep uneven breathing was speaking volumes. "Amy?" "Yeesss." "Can I lick your asshole too?" "That's sooo dirty. Yes . . . lick me there." "Are you rubbing your fingers over your asshole now?" Amy didn't answer, so I continued, "I want you to rub your clit, wet pussy and tight asshole. Will you do that for me?" A ragged, "I'm doing it . . . now." "And, your imagining it's my tongue. Aren't you Amy?" "Oh my God . . . Yes . . . your tongue . . . Yes . . .I'm . . . I'm . . . I'm cuuummminnnggg." "Keep rubbing yourself Amy. Keep it going." "So good . . . So fucking good . . . YES . . . AAArrrgggg . . . I'm cuuummminnnggg!" Amy's orgasm lasted for almost a minute. When she finally settled, she admitted, "That was the best in a long time." "I'm glad Amy. I'm glad I was able to help you feel good." "Are you still . . .?" "Am I what Amy?" "Are you still . . . playing . . . with yourself?" "Yes. I'm playing with my dick. Would you like to know what I would do, if I was in your bed and had just finished eating you to orgasm?" Amy answered, "Yes . . . no . . . Oh God, yes. Tell me." "I'd slid up your body, kissing and licking you. I'd hold your legs wide and while kissing your lips and tasting your tongue, I'd slid my cock into your pussy. Would you like that Amy?" Amy sobbed, "I'm so horny." "Amy!" "Yes." "Take the vibrator out of your bedside table." While snooping earlier in the evening, I had found the skinny, five inch penis shaped vibrator. "I can't believe . . .," Amy tried to sound indignant, but knew she couldn't pull it off. After a few moments, she continued, "I have it." "Is it your favorite toy?" "Yes. It's my favorite." "Why?" I asked. "Because . . . um . . . it's about the same size . . . as my husband." "Put it in your mouth Amy. Get it wet, like you would for your husband." I could hear the slurping and sucking sounds as Amy put the fake cock into her mouth. "Can you take the whole toy?" "MMMmmm. Yes. Easily." "When it's wet, turn the vibrator on and touch it to your clit." "Whoa . . . Oh fuck." "And now Amy, touch it against your asshole." Amy's tone changed to a high pitched, "AAAAhhhhhh." "Amy, I'm going to cum soon. I want you to fuck yourself with the toy. Let's cum together." "It's inside me. Deep inside my . . . my pussy. I'm holding it in." "Keep going baby. You're so fucking hot." Amy continued, "I'm rubbing my clit. Circling it . . . with my fingers. I'm so wet. My pussies buzzing. I'm getting . . . I'm getting . . . I'm going to . . . cummmmmmmm." As Amy babbled and grunted into the phone, I stood over the coffee table and shot my wad. The first shot of jism landed two feet away. The second, only a foot and the rest puddle under at the edge of the table. We took a few seconds to gather ourselves. "Amy, I'm going to get dressed and leave. Give me a call tomorrow and tell me how you want to get me my money. And, Amy . . . I came all over your coffee table. You'll need to clean it up." I had a great night sleep and woke early the next morning. It was almost as if the phone sex with Amy had been a dream. My mom and dad left a to-do list that kept me busy until late morning. After completing my chores, I ran to the gym and had a great work-out. It wasn't until mid afternoon that I noticed I had missed three calls. When I checked voice mail, I listened to a message from a college friend, one from Mom and the last from Amy. Amy began, "Hi Chris. It's Mrs. Carpenter. You baby sat my children last night." I laughed at Amy's formality, as she continued, "For obvious reasons, I feel uncomfortable having you come to my house or meeting you in person. My children have library school tonight at the town library from 7 p.m, until 8 p.m. My white Ford Explorer will be in the parking lot. I'll leave the door unlocked and your payment on the seat. Thank you." My goal was still to fuck Amy. I spent the afternoon planning my next step. I was in my room at 9:30 that night, when my cell phone rang. I saw that it was Amy and decided to let it ring through to voicemail. Amy didn't leave a message, but called every half hour. I was in bed and finally answered the phone at 11pm. It was immediately obvious that Amy had a few glasses of wine. In a belligerent tone, she began, "That was a mean thing to do." "Hi Amy. How was I mean?" She continued, "That thing . . . that thing . . . well . . . it's just gross." Earlier in the afternoon, I had visited a local adult toy store. I bought Amy a present, gift-wrap it and left it on her front seat, when I took my babysitting payment. "I know your other toy was your husband's size. I thought I would get you one that was my size." Amy was caught totally off guard. She fumbled for words before saying. "You're a liar." I snickered into the phone. "You're right; it's not exactly my size. My dick is a half inch shorter but much thicker." "God, you're such a liar. No one's that big." I was getting annoyed at Amy's tone. "First off, you read Cosmo and that type of magazine. You know from the articles that cocks do get to eight inches. You also have girlfriends who have told you about the big dick's they have fucked. Right?" "I guess." "And, you were staring at my cock last night, as we sat on the couch. I was only half hard and you could tell I was big." Amy didn't say anything, so I remained on the offensive. "Hey, Amy?" "Yes." "Are you in bed?" "Yes." "You're naked." It was a statement and not a question. "MMMmm . . . HHHmmm." And then more forcefully, "Yes, I'm naked." "You have the new toy. Don't you?" Before she could answer, I continued, "The toy that's the size of my dick?" "Why are you doing this?" "Hey, Amy. You called me. Remember?" Amy didn't respond, so I asked, "Have you tried the toy yet?" "No," she began. "I'm afraid." "What are you afraid of Amy?" "I'm afraid . . . I'm afraid . . .," Amy couldn't finish. "You're afraid you're going to like it?" "You must think I'm such a slut." "I do, Amy. I think you're a slut. I think you're my slut. And Amy, I think you like being my slut." When she sobbed into the phone, my dick almost exploded. "Amy, do you think you could swallow this size cock?" When she didn't answer, I taunted, "I didn't think so." She quietly spoke up. "You're wrong. I'm . . . um . . . real good at that." "Then give it a try and tell me." Amy huffed, grunted and slobbered into the phone. She worked for over two minutes and was out of breath as she quietly answered, "I did it." I was shocked at her answer, but didn't think she would lie. "You know where to put it next." "Yes." "Tell me," I insisted. "I'm going to slid it into my pussy." "Use the 'C' word, Amy." "My cunt. My cunt. I'm going to slide this fat cock into my tight, wet cunt." And before I could continue, she gasped, "Oh . . . so fucking . . . full. It . . . feels . . ." I could hear Amy groaning as she worked the fake cock in. Pressing her, I asked, "Are you my slut?" When she didn't answer, I asked again, "Tell me you're my slut." "OOOOhhhh! It's all the way in. And I'm your slut." "Turn on the vibrator." Amy stiffeled a piercing yell as the vibrator turned on. "Rub your clit and think of me. I'm pounding my cock into your pussy. It's jack hammering in and out. Your tits are flopping around as I pound you into the mattress. "Oh, Chris. Fuck me. Fuck me hard. Make me cum." "Cum for me, Amy. Be my slut and cum for me." I was rubbing my cock and listening to Amy. "Yes . . . Here it . . . aaagggghhhh . . . cums. So . . . good. So . . . fucking . . . good. I'm . . . cumming . . . aaaagggainnnn. The Babysitter Amy babbled for a full minute, before quietly resting. "Amy?" She answered, "Yes." "You need to know. This is the last night of phone sex. If you want more, if you want to be my slut, if you want to get fucked by a big dick, it's going to be in person." "I won't do that." "That's fine. But if you change you're mind, call me." "I'm not going to call." "Amy, I hope you change your mind." I waited for Amy to say more. When a full minute of silence passed, I sadly said, "Bye, Amy." I hung up the phone. Like every holiday season, the days flew by. Christmas and New Years came and went. I thought about Amy on occasion, but wasn't obsessed with the sexy mother. On the Tuesday after New Years, I was in Vermont skiing. After a long, exhausting day on the slopes, my friends and I returned to my family's ski house. We showered and were getting ready for another night in town. When I unhooked my cell phone from the re-charger, I saw I had three messages and two missed calls. I checked the voice mail first. They were all unimportant and could wait until I returned home in two days. The missed calls peaked my interest. They were from Amy. She didn't call again until lunch the next day. I was in the ski lodge eating a hotdog when I felt the vibrating phone. "Hi, Amy." She answered, "Um . . . Hi." Clearly nervous, she continued, "Um . . . could we talk?" "I'm in Vermont with friends and will be skiing until Wednesday. And besides, I told you, I'm through talking." "I don't really want to talk," Amy admitted. "Then what do you want?" I asked in a very pleasant way. Instead of answering me directly, she said, "My . . . um . . . my husband is . . . going out of town. He's gone . . . um . . . the rest of the week." "Amy, I'm really glad you called. I'll admit I'm excited." A quiet, "Me, too," was her answer. "Do me a favor. Take a deep breath. Close your eyes. And, tell me what you really want . . . your fantasy," I suggested. I had to wait a few moments before Amy answered. "I want you to eat me. But there's more. I don't want it to be a chore." It took a couple of seconds before Amy finished, "I think it would get me more excited knowing a man wants to give me oral . . . than actually having it happen." "I can't wait to do that for you." "Really?" she asked. "Amy, I'm going to give your whole body oral sex. I'm going to eat all of you." I could feel her growing excitement over the phone. I continued, "When can we meet?" "I'm dropping the kids at my mom's on Thursday at 9:30 a.m. and will pick them up at 4:00." I told Amy, "I'll be at your house at 10:00." She quietly answered, "OK. Good." "When you answer the door, I want you to be naked." She was silent, so I continued, "I'm going to give you incredible oral. I promise. I want you to give yourself to me. Be naked. Do you understand?" In a whisper, she answered, "Yes. I'll do it." As I hung up the phone, I promised myself that I wouldn't jerk-off and would save my cum for Amy. That's easier said than done for a nineteen-year-old. The anticipation of meeting Amy had me incredibly horny and I had a massive hard-on, 24/7. I jerked-off five or six times a day. On Thursday morning, I pulled into the Carpenter's driveway at 10:00. I walked up the front walk, with much more confidence than I actually felt. My heart was pounding as I pushed the doorbell and heard the sound of the chimes. As I waited, I told myself, 'If my time with Amy was half as good as my dreams, it would be the best sex ever.' In reality, the sex was ten times better. When the door opened, Amy's head and one bare shoulder were poking around the corner. She backed away and I walked through the opening and into the house. Amy stood naked and in the middle of the entry hall. One arm was draped across her breasts and the other covered her pussy. She looked spectacular. I was tongue tied and was glad when Amy said first, "I'm afraid." "Of what?" Her gaze dropped to the floor as she continued, "I'm afraid that when you leave, I'll feel humiliated." As I thought about what she said, I realized, I didn't want this to be a one night stand. I wasn't in love, but hoped that Amy would accept me as an occasional fuck buddy. The idea of wild nasty ongoing sex with an attractive married mother is a college kids dream come true. The overcoat I was wearing was a Christmas present from my parents. It was a calf length wool coat. I took it off, walked behind Amy and hung the coat on her naked shoulders. "I'm afraid, too," I whispered into her ear from behind. In answer, Amy just raised an eyebrow. "I afraid, that when I leave, you won't invite me back again. I won't humiliate you. I'll do my best to make you feel good . . . great . . . out-of-this-world. And I hope you'll invite me back again." As Amy thought about what I said, I asked, "Have you had any wine yet." She smiled and slapped my arm. "Chris, it's only ten in the morning." "I don't know about you, but I could use a glass." Amy led me into the kitchen. "Ed has a wine rack in the back of the pantry. Pick out something nice." Before going into the closet, I asked, "Are you feeling better?" For the first time that morning, the sexy MILF gave me a genuine smile. "I'll feel better after I have some wine." Amy had been holding my coat closed. She suddenly let go of the lapels and let the coat hang naturally from her shoulders. It gapped open. I could see the side of each breast, her flat stomach, a full dark bush, her thighs and legs. She watched me as I watched her and teased, "You better not fall in love with me." I smiled at her and said, "You're looking at lust, not love. I'm going to bang you till you kick me out." A cloud of concern fell across Amy's face. "Amy, you were worried about being humiliated. I'm not going to humiliate you, but I'm going to fuck and suck you all day." She nodded and simply said, "I think I need some wine." I found a nice bottle in the wine rack. When I brought it from the pantry, Amy was standing next to the breakfast bar with two wine glasses and cork screw. I opened the bottle, poured two glasses full and handed one to Amy. I held my glass out and toasted, "To new friends." We touched glasses as Amy responded, "Friends." After each taking healthy sips, Amy raised her glass and toasted, "To horny college studs." After completing the ritual for the second time, I toasted, "And to attractive married sluts." Instead of clinking glasses, Amy slapped my arm, but she did drink another sip and we both finished our wine. We laid the glasses on the breakfast bar and I refilled them. We were only a foot apart. I reached for her, slid my hand under the coat, held her bare waist and pulled her against me. Our first kiss was electrifying. It started slow as we pressed our lips together. Slowly Amy opened her mouth and let me push my tongue in. She moaned at first and then forced her tongue back into my mouth. As we traded back and forth, Amy reached up and wrapped her arms around my neck. As she pulled herself against me, my coat fell from her shoulders and to the floor. With a hand on each hip, I held Amy's body against mine. Her breasts were full and round and her nipples were erect as they pressed into my shirt covered chest. Amy sighed into my mouth as she ground her pussy into the jeans on my thigh. The kiss wasn't love-filled, it was sexual. As we explored deep into each others mouths, we chewed and bit each others lips and tongues. Without breaking apart, I pulled Amy to a bar stool. I sat and she stood between my spread thighs. I let one hand drop from her waist to her ass. It was round, smooth and taut. As I cupped her cheek, Amy groaned into my open mouth, "So fucking good." My other hand wanted more. Moving it slowly, I caressed her side and moved it to her very full breast. I used the back of my hand to feel her erect nipple, before turning it over and mauling her tit. Amy shivered against me as I lightly pinched and twisted her nipple, before mauling it again. Amy was getting more and more excited as I felt her up. "He never does this to me anymore," she complained. As she pressed her lips into mine again, she begged, "Harder." I clamped her nipple between my thumb and finger and she groaned, "Oh fuck. Yes." "Do you want more, Amy?" As I asked, I pinched her nipple. "Yeah . . . more . . . harder . . . so good." I put both hands on Amy's shoulders and turned her around. I guided her athletic ass into my crotch and reached around and groped both tits. The harder I worked on her tits, the more she ground her ass into my cock and the dirtier she talked. "Fuck yeah . . . just like that. You're making my . . . my . . . fucking nipples . . . burn . . . soooooo . . . fucking good." I pulled Amy tightly against me and hissed in her ear, "You're whole body is going to burn. It's going to get eaten. It's going to get fucked." I twisted both nipples and pulled them apart. "OOOOhhhh fuuuuck! Oooohhh Jessssus. Fuck. Fuck. FFFUUUCCKK!" Amy continued to grind her round ass into my dick and hissed, "III'mmm cummming. Your . . . slut . . . is . . . cuuummming!" As her orgasm slowed, she slumped into me. I leaned into her ear and said, "We're just getting started baby. Turn around." Amy turned to face me and started to pull my shirt from my pants. "I want to see you naked." Pulling her against me, I reached for a thigh and pulled it over my leg. I reached for her other thigh and helped her as she straddled me. "You'll see me naked. Just not yet." I cupped each ass cheek and told Amy, "Feed me your tits." She hoisted her left tit and rubbed it against my lips. When I opened my mouth, she pushed it in. I sucked, chewed and nipped at her fat, spongy berry. Amy wrapped both hands around my head and held me tight against her boob. "It's . . . been . . . so . . . fucking . . . long." I spent the next few minutes going back and forth and working both nipples hard. My hands kept busy too. They supported her ass and slowly worked into the crack. Fingers rubbed along her exposed asshole and the bottom of her leaking cunt. "Please . . . take me . . . to . . . bed." "Will you let me eat you?" I asked. "Oh fuck yeah," she panted. Amy climbed off my lap, took hold of my hand and led me through the house. We climbed to the second floor and to the far end and the master bedroom. As we entered, I gave Amy a gentle push and told her, "Sit on the edge of the bed." When she was seated and facing me, I started to undress. It wasn't a strip tease. I wasn't trying to be sensual. I just wanted to get naked. As I pulled my clothes off, I noticed that Amy's tits and nipples were slightly swollen and very red. I nodded toward them and asked, "Did I hurt you?" Amy bit her bottom lip and responded, "Yeah. You hurt them just right." Once naked, we stared at each other for a few moments. Amy was long over the nervousness of exposing herself to me and sat proudly on the bed. "Show me where you want me to eat you." Sitting on the beds edge, Amy spread her knees apart. She looked down at herself and then at me. She reached both hands to her twat and pulled her lips apart. "I want you to eat me . . . right . . . here." That's what I did. I sank to me knees at the side of the bed, forced Amy's legs wide and back and buried my face in her hole. She smelled like heaven and tasted even better. I rubbed my face into her slot, before working my tongue in. Amy let out a long deep moan. She grabbed two fist fulls of my hair and held me tight. She let me set the pace, but kept a firm, painful grip of my head. I guessed that she didn't want me going anywhere. I knew this was Amy's fantasy. Since I didn't want this to be a one time event, I attacked her pussy slowly and methodically. I started by licking and sucking her cunt lips and after a while, circled her clit with the tip of my tongue. Then, working with the fat part of my tongue, I slowly lapped her drenched slit and to her clit. Amy had grabbed a pillow and was clenching it between her teeth. Occasionally, she'd stiffen, pull me tighter against her crotch and scream as she had a cum. Following her third orgasm, she pushed the pillow to the side and said, "No more. Please! Let me rest." I had one more thing I wanted to eat before quitting, so I lowered my head, pushed her thighs back further and ran my tongue over her asshole. Amy jumped, sighed and said, "Oh God! I'm not the slut. You are!" I chuckled as I rimmed her ass. After soaking her rose, I slowly worked an inch of my index finger past her sphincter. As my finger pushed in, I continued to lick her pussy. When I could easily fuck an inch of my finger into her butt, I moved my lips to her clit and pushed three finger of my other hand deep into her cunt. Amy's orgasm was explosive. She raised the lower half of her body off the bed and bucked into my face as I finger fucked both holes. When the orgasm passed, she wailed, "Don't . . . you . . . fucking . . . stooooooop!" Her ass was resting on the bed again, as I continued to pleasure Amy. Minutes passed as I sucked and licked her clit. She started to rotate her hips and then began a gentle grind, until she was bucking against my face again. "I'm . . . cumming . . . aggaaiinnnn!" She was only half way through her cum, when I pulled my fingers from her holes and my face from her crotch. "DON"T . . . YOU . . . FUCKING . . . STOP!!! She screamed. I pushed her to the middle of the king size bed, lined my cock up with her gapping pussy and pushed balls deep in the first stroke. Her cunt was as tight as any of my twenty-year-old girlfriends'. I rested my forearms on either side of Amy's body and drove my dick into her. Looking down into Amy's face, I could see her eyes were wide, her mouth was open and she was panting. My balls were swinging and spanked her ass every time I drove into her. Wanting to try something different, I pulled from her and ordered, "Turn over. I want to fuck you like a dog." Amy struggled onto her knees with her ass high in the air. Resting her head on the bed, she moaned, "Put it in. Put that fat dick in and fuck me." I took hold of her hips and rammed her from behind. "Fuck me you bastard!" Amy played with her clit and occasionally let her fingers grab and massage my swinging balls. As her cunt squeezed my dick and fingers played with my balls, I could feel a huge cum approach. I pulled from her twat and lay on the bed next to her. "I'm going to cum, baby. I want to cum in your mouth." Amy turned, jumped between my spread thighs and sucked my cock to the base in one hard suck. She slowly deep throated me in and out. In less than a minute, I was pumping my cum into her talented mouth. For the next quarter hour, I lay on my back, with my hands clasped behind my head as Amy used her mouth on me. I loved when she sucked my balls and rimmed my ass, but her deep throat skills were the best I ever had. I didn't want to be selfish, so I suggested, "Let's try a 69." Amy said something I didn't understand, as her mouth was full of dick, but she twirled around and planted her well used pussy on my face. We fingered, sucked and licked each other, until Amy crawled down my body. She raised her hips up, took hold of my cock and forced it into her pussy in the reverse cowgirl position. "This . . . is . . . my . . . favorite. Don't . . . do anything." She took three deep breaths before continuing, "Let me . . . do all . . . the . . . work." I watched for twenty minutes as Amy slowly raised and lowered her pussy on my dick. She had two more small orgasms and when she stopped and rested, I thought she might be done for the afternoon. I was wrong, by a long shot. When she finally raised herself and my wood popped from her hole, I was surprised when she reached between her spread legs and grabbed my dick. She shifted her hips, lined me against her asshole and forced my dick head passed her sphincter. Amy's back hole was super tight. She rocked back and forth for minutes before I was fully inside her. She rocked slowly and begged, "Give me a minute. Just . . . give . . . me . . . a . . . minute . . . to . . . get . . . used . . . to . . . your . . . fat . . . dick. My cock was full embedded in her bowels when she started to fuck the last inch in and out. She went on for a few minutes and she seemed to relax. Finally, she climbed off me and back onto her hands and knees. "Come on stud," she teased. "Fuck my slut ass. Fill it with cum." I crawled behind Amy and ass fucked her with all eight fat inches. She rubbed and fingered her cunt and had a few hard cums and grunted when I emptied my spunk in her back hole. Amy and I sprawled on her bed and caught our breath. I was pretty tired, but went to the kitchen to get our wine. We snuggled, talked, drank wine and rested. I shouldn't have been surprised, but we ended up taking a short intimate nap together. We snuggled some more after we woke, but the mood had changed and I knew it was time to leave. "Do you mind if I take a shower before I go?" Amy kissed me deeply, pointed to the master bath and said, "Take your time." I was in the shower for a few minutes, when the curtain pulled to the side and Amy climbed in. She wrapped me in her arms, kissed me some more before admitting, "I love to fuck in the shower." I backed her against the shower wall, raised a leg and entered her in a standing position. We fucked in this position for a while, before I grabbed her other leg, lifted her completely off the ground and banged her into the wall. Amy's not a tiny girl. Even with her arms and legs wrapped around me, I began to tire after a few minutes. "Hold tight," I told her and I lowered both onto the shower floor. Amy and I were in a missionary position and had water beating over us, as I started to fuck her again. We weren't in a hurry and had a long, slow, deep screw. Amy giggled and began to tighten her pussy walls around my cock. The sensation was new and very exciting and I soon dumped my third load into her pussy. As we lay together on the shower floor, Amy giggled again and then laughed. When I gave her a confused look, she admitted, "I can't believe it. You came in my mouth, pussy and ass. It was just like you promised." Before I could think up a come-back, she finished, "I thought you were full of shit, that you'd use me and leave. When can you come back?" It was my turn to laugh. Amy got her wish and I got mine; a taboo older, married fuck buddy. The Babysitter I was home alone again. My parents were out and my annoying little brother was staying the weekend at a friend's house. My boyfriend is away at school and I wouldn't be seeing him anytime soon considering the fact that we had just had a huge fight. He's upset because I would have sex with him. Don't get me wrong he is a very attractive guy, he just doesn't know how to satisfy me. I get so bored and horny that it's causing me to lose focus on my school work. I should probably be studying since I have a paper due on Monday. Maybe it will help me get my mind off sex. 2 hours later..... I couldn't get into the studying mood. So I thought I would email my professor to ask for an extension on my paper. I begin surfing the web when I got an IM. I new right away that it was professor Laski. Laski: "Your request for an extension has been Dined. You have missed more that 3 assignments and you are Failing my class. I suggest that you buckle down and hand your paper in first thing Monday morning." Me: "Isn't there anything that I can do to get extra credit. I can't Fail this class because if I do I won't be able to spend the summer in Paris with all of my friends. I'll do anything. Please professor Laski." Laski: "Anything?" June28: "Anything." Laski: "I need a babysitter for the evening. I'm taking my wife out. If you will do this I will grant your extension and assign you some extra credit." June28: "Sounds great." Lask: "Come by around 7:30pm." I looked at the clock. It was already 6:45. Great I thought. I'll going to be late for the guy who holds my summer vaction in the palm of his hand. I began to rush just so I could make it. I arrive a little after 7:30." I quickly noticed there where no children. When I asked where his wife was, he confessed that he had a secret crush on me since the day he first saw me. I couldn't believe my ears. Before I could do anything he grab me and kissed me passionately. At first I was a little nervous but I soon relaxed. He moved his hand slowly across my 40DD breast and my nipples harden. His hand moved slowly down my belly and he stops before moving further down. We share another passionate kiss. He begins to work his tongue slowly down my neck. I let out a soft moan. He continues and begins to play with my breast. I couldn't help myself, excitement rushed through my body. My nipples had grown erect and wetness soon invaded my pussy. "You have been a bad girl June, you must be punished. Now be a good girl and do as I tell you." I followed him upstairs to the master bedroom. He forced me to the bed and ripped off my clothes. I laid there completely nude. His forcefulness was turning me on more. He laid on top of me and began fondling my breast; this time more roughly. I could feel his erection pressed against me. I struggled to wrap my fingers around his thick manhood. I began stroking him slowly. My lips were soon parted by his massive cock. I move quickly working my lips and tongue over his knob. I slip one finger inside of my damped pussy and began playing with myself. Soon my fingers are replaced by his and he is licking my sweet juices from my fingers. He climbs on top of me. Pressing me into the soft mattress, I can feel his erection against my inner thigh. I prepared myself to be penetrated. I felt the tip of his cock pressing against my wet slit. Slowly he pushed deeper and deeper. He was now fully inside of me and I could feel him stretching me wider and filling my pussy with his enormous cock. He slammed in and out of me with long firm strokes. He fucked me so hard he jerked my body upwards. I felt the pressure in my belly build up. "Fuck me, fuck me" I whisperd into is ear. "Don't stop, I'm going to cum." I could feel his cock dig deeper inside of me. He began to grunt. His cock grew larger and his seed was soon going to fill my waiting pussy. "I'm cumming. AHHHHHH. "Don't stop, I'm cumming too," I said softly into his ear. My juices followed from my pussy and coated his cock. We both grunted and shared another kiss. We drifted off into a blissful sleep. When I awoke he said, "I have an 18 year old son, how would you like some extra credit?" The Babysitter Finally the brats settled down and were sleeping. It had almost been an hour since the last time I heard any noise from them. I peeked in their room to confirm they were sleeping. They had extra energy or something tonight and wouldn't go to sleep. I was baby sitting these two boy, twins Zack and Ryan, age 5. Their parents and mine were friends and I have been their babysitter almost since the day the boys were born. Really they weren't brats, just two little boys who had a ton of energy, unless of course you had something else planned and they were preventing it from happening. Which of course I did. After confirming they were asleep I grabbed my phone and sent a text message. Just a simple one liner, "Ready?" Almost immediately the phone went off, a reply "hell yeah be there in 5." It was from Shawn my boyfriend. I met him this past year at the community college we attended. Since we both lived at home we took advantage of every opportunity that we got to be alone. I didn't usually have Shawn over when babysitting but we had both been busy with midterms the past couple of weeks. I know I wanted it, and I'm sure he did. As I waited for Shawn I thought about stripping off my pajama bottoms and my oversized sweatshirt, answering the door when he knocked in only my panties (I wasn't wearing a bra tonight). But I chickened out, what if it was someone else. I would never be able to explain that. Five minutes passed, it seemed like an hour. I sat on the couch flipping thru the channels on TV, getting up twice to look out the window. Another five minutes, this was killing me. I couldn't wait, I was so wet in anticipation, it had been a couple of weeks since we were alone together, it was killing me. Finally there was a slight knock at the door. I ran over, pulled it open. There was Shawn. He came in, we embraced and kissed. Our tongues met, exploring each other. I was holding him tight, his hands were on my ass. After about a minute I pulled away, shut the door. Holding my hand he led me to the couch. We sat down and embraced again, our lips met again. His hands were on my back, rubbing up and down. At first so were mine, but then I reached for his pants. I pulled the belt buckle loose, unsnapped his jeans then tried to pull the zipper down. Shawn pushed back. "Whoa whats your hurry Brandi?" "Its been a while, and I miss you." I replied still trying to get his zipper down. "Well just slow down, that's no reason to rush it." "Oh and the Anderson's said they'll be home around 11:30." It was now 10:35. "Why did you wait so long before calling me?" Shawn asked while leaning back against the arm of the couch, with his hands behind his head. I was now able to get his zipper down. Pulling down his underwear I wrapped my hand around his cock. It was already hard. "The kids wouldn't go to sleep. And I want to make sure they were sleeping before you came over." I squeezed my hand on his cock and started to stroke it. "Always thinking aren't you Brandi." "Yeah I am." I said as I lowered my mouth onto his cock. I engulfed it, taking almost all of it in. I love sucking cock. Ever since I first tried it during my senior year in high school, I loved it. I love the way the guys react, their moans, their hands on my head. I love taste and feel of a cock in my mouth. I love the power it gives me over a guy. I pulled up on his cock, twisting my mouth on it. With just the tip still in my mouth I ran my tongue over it, then flicked it. At the same time I was stroking the rest of his shaft with my hand. Shawn was moaning already. I could taste the salty pre cum leaking from his cock. I lowered my mouth down his cock again, then pulled back up. Again I ran my tongue around his tip. Lowering myself on his cock again, this time I took it all in, I was deep throating him. When it was all the way in I held it there, rubbing my tongue along his shaft. "Oh God Brandi I love when you do that." Shawn moaned. I pulled back and then deep throated him again. I held it there again, rubbed my tongue on him, sucking as hard as I could. Shawn hips lifted off the couch in an attempt to get even deeper, but my face was right against his body. He couldn't go any deeper. After a couple of seconds of this I pulled off. "Lets get these off." I said pulling his pants down. He lifted his hips to help me. His cock stood at attention, gleaming with my saliva. I stood up and pulled off my pajama bottoms and my cute pink panties all at once. Then I climbed on top of Shawn, wrapped my hands around his head, leaned over and kissed him. His hands were on my naked ass, sliding up and down. My wet pussy pressed down on his cock, trapping it between our bodies. I rubbed back and forth a couple of times, covering his cock with my juices. His hands slid up my body under my sweatshirt. They slid around to the front to my breasts. "No bra tonight, I like that." He caressed my breasts. I sat up straight as he pulled my sweatshirt off. Once I was totally naked he looked me over. "You are so sexy, I will never get tired of looking your body." I put my hands behind my head, pulled my hair up, pushed out my breasts, twisted a little from side to side, giving him the super model pose. He placed his hands on my sides, slowly rubbing them up and down just above my hips. After a couple of seconds of that I lifted up a bit, grabbed his cock, aimed it at the entrance to my pussy. "Quit looking and fuck me will ya?" And I slid down his cock. His hips rose up to meet me and instantly his cock was buried to the hilt. God it felt so good, his cock pushed all the way in me. Quickly we got our rhythm going, his cock sliding in and out of me, Shawn pushing up to meet me every time I came down. I leaned forward, supporting my weight on the back of the couch to either side of Shawn's head. My breasts hung in his face, his tongue reached out to lick my erect nipples. His hands were on my ass, squeezing my cheeks, alternately pulling my cheeks apart and pushing them together. His hips rose off the couch pushing his cock as deep as it would go. I leaned forward, pushing my tits into his face. I could feel his mouth open taking in a large part of my tit, his tongue flicking on my nipple. I help my position, letting Shawn do all the work, pushing up in me, pulling back before pushing up into me again. "I want you doggie style." Shawn said while pushing away slightly. I pulled off him, got on the floor on my hands and knees. He was right behind me, his cock slapped on my ass a couple of times. He reached under me, found my pussy, opened it up and guided his cock into me. He wasted no time and jammed as deep as it would go. I gasped as I didn't expect the forced he pushed into me with. He pulled back and jammed it in again. He did it a third time and this time I pushed back. His hands were on my hips, pulling me back to meet his every thrust. "Oh yeah Shawn fuck me!" I moaned and he slammed into me again. And again. I pushed back against him, trying to get his cock just a little deeper. "Come on Shawn give me all your cock." It slammed into me again. He was not holding back, he was fucking me with everything he had. He pushed in again and again. "I'm gonna cum." Shawn moaned. 'Don't cum in me." I said while pulling away from him. Shawn fell back against the couch, his cock throbbing. I spun around, grabbed his slippery cock and sucked it into my mouth. I could taste myself on his cock as I bobbed up and down on it. Shawn was moaning and I knew it wouldn't be long. I squeezed his balls and he shot his load. I swallowed that just as another load was squirted into my mouth. Then another. After several more small shots he finally stopped. I continued to suck on his cock, draining the rest of his cum. Finally I pulled up. "Wow you've got to go." I said looking at the clock. It was 11:10, the Anderson's could be home at any moment. We both sprang to our feet, finding our discarded clothing and getting dressed. At the door we kissed again. Just as he was about to open the door a car pulled in the driveway. 'Quick out the back." I said pulling him to the kitchen where there was a back door. One last kiss and he was gone. I rushed back to the living room, opened a book and pretended to be studying when the Anderson's walked in. "Hi Brandi, how everything go?" asked Mrs Anderson. "No problem, the boys went to bed just as expected." Mrs Anderson paid me the usual 20 bucks. I packed up my things and Mr Anderson drove me home as usual. We lived several miles away and even though I could have borrowed my parent's car Mr Anderson always volunteered to pick me up and drop me off. This way he could also spend a few minutes with my folks. He and my dad had worked together a long time ago and have remained friends ever since. On the way home we exchanged a bit of small talk. Turns out he was entertaining a client of his, trying to close some big deal. A couple of blocks from his house he pulled off the main road onto a side road with only a couple of houses on it. All the lights were out on the houses. He pulled the car to the side of the road, turned it off. "Got time for the usual?" he asked while turning towards me. "You know I always have time for you Mr Anderson." I said as I reached over, undid his belt buckle, undid his pants and fly. The only light in the car was from a nearby street light, just enough to see what I was doing. Reaching in I found his cock, semi hard. He lifted his hips a bit and pulled down his pants so I had free access to his cock and balls. He settled back into his seat as I started to stroke his cock. As I stroked it grew harder. "Yeah you have such a nice touch." Mr Anderson moaned. With my other hand I cupped his balls, massaged them lightly. "Thank you Mr Anderson. I like the way your cock feels in my hand." Another reason why Mr Anderson always drove me is I would usually give him a hand job or suck him off on the way home. This started back after my senior year of high school. Mr Anderson always had a thing for me. A couple of times the on the way home he made suggestive comments but I didn't respond. One time though after he made a couple of these comments I responded by asking to see his cock. Well he pulled it out and ever since then it was a pretty regular thing. Leaning over I licked the tip of his cock. He moaned, he put his hand on my head. I continued to stroke his cock while licking his tip. I licked the underside of the tip, then up to the hole. Licking all around the hole before I pressed the tip of my tongue into it. One more lick around the tip then I sucked the whole head in. Mr Anderson moaned. I adjusted myself by getting up on my knees on the seat. Kneeling on the seat I leaned over and took his cock in my mouth again. Grabbing it around the base I bobbed up and down on it, at the same time rubbing my tongue all other it. His one hand began to roam. It roamed down my back. Due to the way I was positioned my sweatshirt had ridden up on me, exposing my lower back. His hand was now on my exposed back, rubbing it. As I continued to suck his cock and play with his balls his hand continued to roam. It moved up my back, bringing the sweatshirt with it. Once it got high enough for him to realize I wasn't wearing a bra his hand slipped to my front side and immediately began to massage my breast. His cock also got harder while he did this. "You have such nice nipples." He moaned, his fingers tweaking my nipples. As I sucked on his cock I lightly scratched his balls which my nails. He moaned. His hand left my breasts. I was a bit disappointed as he was doing a real good job with them. His hand returned to my back, made its way down to my ass. He rubbed my ass a few times over my pajamas. Then it slipped under them, and under my panties. His hand was now on my bare ass. He rubbed my ass while I continued to work on his cock. Removing my hand from his cock I slowly deep throated him. He was a bit thicker than Shawn but about the same length. I really had no problem deep throating Mr Anderson but I couldn't do it for long. I pulled back a bit and sucked it all in again. His hand slid further down my ass, his fingers found my pussy. He brushed along my pussy a couple of times, then pushed a finger in me. I moaned a bit with his cock in my mouth. Then I pulled off his cock, sat up while pulling his hand away. "No touchy for you Mr Anderson, remember." Those were the ground rule we had set some time ago. I would touch and suck him, but he was not to touch me. I didn't mind sucking him but fucking was out of the question. "Well I thought maybe you had changed you mind, I mean after all you let me touch your tits." "Consider it a bonus night for you. But no more. Otherwise you can just drive me home now." "No that won't be necessary. Please continue with your services." "Not quite so fast Mr Anderson." I grabbed his hand, the one that was on my ass, with the finger that was in me. I pushed the finger under his nose. "Like the way I smell?" He took a deep breath. "Yeah that smells nice." I pushed the finger in his mouth. "Like the way I taste?" He moaned as he sucked his finger clean. Before he could really answer I returned to his cock. Sucking it in as I ran my tongue all over it. My hands cupping his balls, squeezing them lightly. His hand fell on my back again, rubbing up and down lightly, pushing my sweatshirt up higher and higher on me. Not stopping him I continued to work his cock with my mouth. His hand reached around, found my tits and started to rub my nipples. Immediately his cock grew harder, I sucked harder. I squeezed his balls a little harder, he moaned. His fingers pinched my erect nipples lightly, it felt so good. But it was also making him more excited. Opening wide I slid his cock all the way in, my nose pressed up against his body. His hips began to push up, he was getting close. After holding his cock deep in my throat for several seconds I backed off. I wrapped one hand around the base of his cock and stroked it, while I sucked and licked the tip. He was beginning to moan almost non stop, his fingers pinching my nipples a little harder. His hips were now thrusting trying to drive his cock deeper. Sucking only the tip, my hand stroked his cock while the other squeezed his balls. Suddenly he shot his load, catching me off guard. Normally he didn't cum this fast but he must have been excited to be touching my tits. I sucked on his cock as he shot again and again. His hips were pushing up as he shot. I sucked down his cum as fast as he shot it. Soon he settled back into his seat, his cock slowly deflating while I continued to suck on it. I had to suck all the cum as I didn't want to leave any obvious trace for Mrs Anderson to find. Pulling off as I sat up, my hand still lightly stroking his cock. His hand slipped from my tit. "That was good." he said while looking at me. His eyes were on my chest. Looking down I saw my sweatshirt was pushed over my tits, so he could see them in the dim light. Quickly I pulled my sweatshirt down. "That wasn't really necessary now was it?" He asked. I didn't answer, but noticed his cock was leaking some more cum. I leaned over and sucked the last of his cum from him. "Yes thanks, you are always so neat." He said as I sat back in my seat. He fixed his pants and we continued home. When he pulled in the driveway he pulled out his wallet, pulled out fifty bucks, handing it to me. "Thanks again for watching the boys tonight." I jumped out and shut the door. As I was walking towards my house he rolled down his window. "I think we may need you again next week, is that ok?" "Certainly, just let me know." and I ran in the house. The Babysitter You're home, and I'm ready to leave. My job ends when you come home, but today you have plans. You light a cigarette, the glowing embers shedding an orange glow on your face. You ask if I would like one, and I accept your offer. You light your lighter and place it under the cigarette. I inhale, and step back from you. I'm not sure why you have asked me to stay, but the reasons coming to my mind are putting me at an unease. I pull myself up and sit on your counter. You step closer to me, smiling. You complement me, telling me that I look beautiful. I smile at you, and thank you for your complements. You step closer again, placing only about a foot between us. I look down at the floor and back up at you, the tension in the air slowly starting to suffocate me. You walk right up to me, and place your hand on my leg. I shiver at the unexpected touch, but I don't back away. Something inside me tells me I want what you want, and I'm ready for it. I place my hand on your chest, and pull you closer. You bring your head down to mine, and kiss me softly on the lips. I press myself against you as much as I can without falling from the counter, and roughly kiss you back. You're delighted at my response, and you press back against me, causing my back to hit the wall. My cigarette falls to your floor as I grope your shirt for the buttons holding it closed, wishing to see the body underneath it. At the same time, you start to pull my shirt over my head. As you get my shirt over my head I've undone all of the buttons on your shirt, exposing your muscular chest. I run my nails down your torso as you reach around me to unhook my bra. As it falls to the floor your hands cup my breasts, and I sigh at your touch. You lower your head and take my left nipple into your mouth. I squirm under you as you tease my nipple with your tongue. I push you off of me, and jump from the counter. I run back towards your room, and you run after me. As I run up to your bed, you turn me around and push me down. You climb on top of me, and run your hands along my body. We are still both wearing pants, and you take that problem into your hands. You unbutton my jeans, and pull the zipper down. You slide my pants down my hips, and throw them to the floor. I'm not wearing any panties. Next you undo your own pants, and kick them aside. Your hard cock bounces as it is freed, and I gaze at it. I want it in my mouth. I sit up and take hold of your cock. You walk closer to me, and I start to take you into my mouth. The precum on the tip of your cock tastes so good that I want more. I slide my mouth down your shaft, and back up. You gasp at the warm, wetness of my mouth. I move along your cock faster, taking your breath away. Your hand finds it place on the back on my head, and you thrust your hips up to meet my mouth. Your cock is filling my mouth completely. I never want to stop, but you pull me up. I move back down, but you stop me. You want more of me than my mouth. You want all of me. You get up, and tell me to lay on the bed. I do as I'm told, and you lift my legs in the air. My cunt is dripping with anticipation. You put the head of your dick right at my opening, and thrust hard. I cry out as stars cover my vision and pleasure encases my spine. You move backwards slowly, and push yourself roughly back into me. You pound away at my cunt, grunting in rhythm of my moans. Faster and faster you move until you are out of breath. You pull out, and I try to grab for you. You tell me to get on my knees, and I do, my ass in the air towards you. You place your hands on my ass and thrust back into me. I cry out again as the pleasure of your dick washes all over my body. You hold onto me and pull me to you as you thrust to me. My body almost collapses as an orgasm brings me to the edge of my physical strength. As the muscles in my cunt pulse against your dick, you shoot your seed deep into me. We fall onto the bed, me in your arms, exhausted. As you drift to sleep I carefully get up and get dressed. You groggily ask me to babysit for you tomorrow, and to wear nothing underneath my jeans and tee-shirt. I agree. The Babysitter Marie heard the door to the garage open and close and low heated voices. Same old thing. She rolled her eyes. It was too bad. They never seemed to come home happy from a night out. Well, they never left for it happy either. Marie turned off the TV and gathered up her stuff before walking out to the kitchen to meet them. As she stepped into the kitchen, the bickering stopped like a light switch had been flipped. They both turned to face her with a smile on their faces. Nicole was a tall willowy sophisticated blond. The term high maintenance popped into Marie's head. Jack was more of the intellectual type, with dark hair and a goatee. Marie was sure she remembered him wearing glasses a few years back. She suspected he'd gotten his eyes corrected with the laser surgery. Marie thought he looked cute either way. "Hi Marie," Nicole said. "We're so glad you could baby-sit tonight. The kids just adore you and we feel so safe leaving them with you. Did everything go okay?" "Yep, everything went just fine. Nick and Sage are all tucked up in bed." Though an hour later than instructed and only after a pillow fight. "I'm just glad I happened to be home from college for the weekend." Desperate for money too, to pay next semester's tuition. Marie hadn't been able to find a regular job yet. "Let's get you home," Jack said with a smile as he handed her some folded up bills for the night. Marie slipped them into her purse and followed him out the door into the garage to the brand new burgundy BMW. Jack did very well with the franchises he owned. Nicole poked her head out the door after them. "Don't feel like you have to hurry home dear," she said with a hint of frost in her voice. "I mean, I wouldn't want you to hit a deer or anything." Jack turned back to his wife, then glanced over at Marie and just smiled and waved to Nicole. Marie suppressed a smile. She suspected he wanted to do something else. They got into the car and Jack started it up. Jack and Nicole lived way out in the country so he usually picked Marie up and dropped her off again. "So, how's school going?" he asked as he backed the car out of the garage and got it turned around. "You just started your second year right?" "Yep, school's good. Just wish I could find a steady job. Call me anytime to baby-sit. I mean that seriously. I really need the money to pay my tuition for the spring semester." "Financial aid not cutting it?" Jack glanced over at her. "No, my parents make too much but they think I should pay for college on my own." Jack was quiet for a minute. He opened his mouth to offer her the money. She was a great girl who had always made him feel safe leaving his kids in her care and he certainly had the money to burn. Something made him close his mouth. He looked over at Marie and she felt his gaze slide over her body. "Getting a little desperate?" he asked softly. "A little," she admitted. Jack pulled the car over on to the side of the road and turned to look at Marie. "What if I could offer you a way to make a lot of money in just one night?" His eyes held hers steadily. "How?" Marie asked. She definitely needed the money but his intense manner was making her a little nervous. Jack smiled reassuringly as Marie started to fidget a little. "Let's find somewhere better to pull over and discuss it." Jack put the car in gear and pulled back out on the road then turned down the next road on the right. It was an old dirt road that was marked seasonal. There was nothing on it but cornfields and woods. Jack pulled into a field opening and stopped the car. He put the windows down and then shut the car off. It was a warm summer night and the crickets were chirping steadily. A bullfrog croaked in the distance. Jack unbuckled his seatbelt, pulled out his wallet and turned to Marie. "Marie, I'm going to be very blunt. I've been married for ten years and the sex stopped two years ago, after Sage was born. I had a vasectomy then at Nicole's insistence and she still hasn't been interested in sex at all. I'm a little frustrated. I would be willing to pay you ten dollars for every request I make tonight that you agree to. We could take it a step at a time and you could say stop at any point." Jack opened his wallet and took out a hundred dollar bill and laid it on the seat between them. "We can stop at the ATM on your way home if we need more money. As a sign of good faith, you can take that if you agree, without any requirements." Marie stared at the money. The last time she'd seen a hundred dollar bill was at her graduation party, a gift from an aunt and uncle. That was a good start already to paying her tuition at the community college for next semester. But, she was still a virgin. Did she really want to lose her virginity this way? To a married guy in his car? Admittedly, one she found incredibly hot and had thought about while masturbating several times. "I... I'm still a virgin." Marie looked up at Jack, biting her lip. "We don't have to do anything you don't want to do, Marie, but I would be very gentle with you. I promise your first time would be good with me." Marie thought for a minute. She didn't want to be a virgin forever. She reached out and took the hundred dollar bill, folded it and placed it in her purse. Jack exhaled and she looked back up at him as she undid her seatbelt and turned to face him. Jack smiled and let his eyes rove over Marie's body. She had such delicious curves. He hoped he'd get a chance to squeeze them and more. "Would you, please, take off your t-shirt and toss it in the back seat?" Marie reached down and pulled the bottom of her pink t-shirt up over her breasts and off over her head. She reached out and dropped in the back seat. She felt Jack's eyes taking in her silky pink push-up bra. It supported the girls nicely. Jack just sat there for a minute. There was some light from the moon but not enough to really show him everything he wanted to see. He reached up and turned her map light on. That was much better. The light whitened her already pale flesh. His eyes went up to the dark hair she had pulled back in a ponytail. "Please take your hair down?" Marie reached up and pulled the elastic band out of her hair, dropping it in her purse. She ran her fingers through her hair and pulled it around to drape over one shoulder, letting it fall down over her left breast. "May I kiss you?" Marie moved forward in her seat until she reached the edge of the bucket seat. Jack did the same and they leaned in toward each other. He pressed his lips gently to hers then brought one hand up to slide into her hair as he pushed his tongue in to explore her soft, warm mouth. Marie let her eyes drift shut as she enjoyed the warm, sensual stroking of his tongue in her mouth. It felt sooooo good. No boy had ever kissed her like that. Jack pulled back, letting go of Marie and shifted back in his seat so Marie did too. Jack put one hand on the front of his pants and began massaging gently. "Would you please take your bra off and drop it in the backseat as well?" Marie reached back and unhooked her bra, peeling it forward off her breasts. She shivered as her nipples felt the warm breeze drift over them through the open window. She dropped the bra in the backseat. The tail end of her hair tickled her left nipple. Jack sat massaging his cock through the fabric for a minute. What did he want to happen tonight and what was the best way to get her there? He decided his ultimate goal would be to have her lying on the blanket from the backseat out in the meadow while he fucked her. The best way to get her there would probably be to leave everything in her control. She might get nervous otherwise. "May I open my pants and take out my cock?" Still drunk on the kiss, Marie simply nodded then watched breathlessly as Jack unzipped his pants and pushed them down a little. He reached in and pulled out his cock, now thick and hard. He was a good six or seven inches and quite thick. "May I touch myself?" Again, Marie just nodded as she watched. Jack started stroking his hand up and down his shaft. "Oh Marie," he moaned. Marie felt hot to hear her name moaned. "That feels so good, Marie. May I please touch my balls?" Marie licked her lips and nodded. Jack groaned. "Please Marie, lick your lips again." Jack groaned again as Marie slid her moist tongue out and licked over her bottom lip and then her top. She did it again. She liked how he looked, sitting there so aroused. "Marie, please, would you kiss my cock? Just a little kiss on the tip?" Marie shifted forward again and leaned over to reach him as Jack came forward. She leaned down and pressed her wet lips to the head of his cock. She couldn't resist the urge to flick her tongue out and lick the top. She heard Jack groan and looked up, licking the salty precum off her lips. Jack wanted desperately to grab her head and thrust his cock into her mouth but he restrained himself. "Please, touch my cock. Wrap your hand around it and touch me." Marie reached out with both hands and caressed Jack's cock. Jack moaned at the feel of her soft hands on his throbbing hard pole. He wasn't going to last much longer like this. It had been too long, but he was sure he wouldn't have any trouble getting it up more than once. She slid her hands up and down the way he had and as rudimentary as it was, it felt like heaven to Jack. He'd had no one else touch him in two years. "Oh God! Marie! Please... please, would you suck on my cock?" Marie hesitated at that but only for a second. She was so turned on by what she saw before her. Watching him, so aroused by looking at her, by her touch. She wanted to do more... to touch him more. Marie slid her mouth over the head of his cock and began to suck lightly, tasting his salt. She took him as far into her mouth as she could, sucking and bobbing her head. "Please Marie, let me come in your mouth. Suck me dry and swallow it." Jack knew he was about to come and he didn't think he could bear it if she pulled back but she didn't. She kept stroking the base of his cock and sucking on as much of it as she could. Jack slid his hands into her hair and stroked it his hands through the silky weight of it as he felt his balls tighten. He exploded into her mouth and she didn't stop sucking as she swallowed. Jack pulsed and shot more come into Marie's mouth. She sucked until he stopped and pulled her off. He leaned forward and kissed her hard. "Thank you, that was so incredible Marie. It felt so good. I want to make you feel that good. Let's get out of the car? I've got a blanket we can lie down on in the meadow?" Feeling even more shy over what she'd just done, Marie nodded again and Jack kissed her. He fumbled behind himself with the car handle and opened the door. He turned to get out then pulled her over the seat with him. He pulled her into his arms and kissed her again. Reaching a hand up, he cupped her soft breast and caressed it. He let her go for a moment to get the blanket out of the back seat then took her by the hand to lead her into the meadow. He snapped the blanket out and laid it down then looked back up at Marie. The moon illuminated her topless state and Jack felt a burning desire to see her completely naked. "Marie, may I please take off the rest of your clothes?" "Yes," she said softly. Jack moved to her swiftly and knelt at her feet, unbuckling her sandals and slipping them off one at a time. Then he reached up and unbuttoned and unzipped her denim skirt, sliding it down. Marie put a hand on Jack's shoulder to steady herself as she lifted one foot and then the other to step out of it. Jack stopped to drink in the sight of her in nothing but a pair of pink satin bikini panties. He hooked his fingers on either side at her waist and pulled slowly down, revealing her dark bush. He pulled them all the way to her ankles and helped her step out of them. "May I smell your pussy?" "Yes," Marie replied. Jack put one hand on either wide of her rounded hips and buried his face in her soft bush, inhaling deeply. The smell of her was intoxicating. He pressed a kiss to her soft pubic hair. Jack pulled back and stood. "May I take off my clothes?" He hadn't actually taken a single stitch off yet but that was quickly remedied when Marie gave her assent. Soon, they were standing naked in front of each other in the warm summer air under a nearly full moon. Jack held out his hand. "Will you lie down on the blanket with me?" Marie simply put her hand in Jack's and allowed him to draw her over to the blanket. He sat and pulled her down into his arms, lying across his lap. "May I make love to you Marie?" "Yes, please." Jack pressed his lips softly to her hair and then her mouth. He slipped his tongue into her mouth again and this time Marie met his ardent tongue with her own, sliding and tasting together. Jack's right hand cupped her breast, his thumb rubbing over and over her nipple. Marie shuddered. Jack's left arm held her steady around her shoulders as his right explored lower, smoothing over her abdomen and around her hip then finding the v of curls between her legs. He dipped his fingers in and found her very moist. His hand urged her thighs apart. Using just his middle finger, Jack slid up her nether lips then slid the full length of his finger down again. Marie sighed at his touch, so gentle and delicious. She felt him part the lips of her cunt with one finger and dip further in, soaking his probing digit. He pulled it back out and circled her clit with it. Jack pressed his lips to hers again and then gently eased her off his lap onto the blanket. He turned to lie next to her on one side then cupped her breast and leaned over to suck the nipple into his mouth. He altenated sucking hard and licking. He licked and sucked his way down the underside of her breast then over her abdomen, stopping to flick his tongue over her belly button. He kissed her gently rounded tummy and worked lower to the spot between her legs. Her legs spread wide, Jack took in the pink lips of her pussy and leaned down to French kiss her slit. Thrusting his tongue in, he gently licked the juices up and bathed her with his hot mouth. He sucked and licked and drew designs on her sex with the tip of his tongue then as he heard her panting, he sucked her clit into his mouth and played with it, sucking and teasing with his tongue. She tensed and Jack heard her release. He pulled back and knelt between her legs. Looking down at her half closed eyes, Jack smiled and she smiled in return. He reached down and took her hips in both of his hands to pull her up a little, guiding himself into position. He pushed in just an inch. "How does that feel?" he asked. "Full, but good." She was nervous but she wanted this. She wanted him to take her. Jack pushed slowly in, stopping often to give her time to adjust. The slick tight fit of her cunt around his erection was maddening but he held still, breathing hard. He wanted her to enjoy this too. Finally, he felt the barrier. "I'm going to have to push through honey, but it'll only take a second." Marie nodded, nervous but ready. Jack thrust in with one stroke and Marie cried out as she felt a sharp pinch, as if someone had grabbed her with needle nosed pliers. Her mind reeled but as Jack held still it abated. Slowly, Jack rubbed his hands over her thighs until he saw the pain clear from her face. "Better?" "Yes, I'm fine." Jack started to slowly stroke into her again, taking it easy and watching her face for discomfort. He reached down and massaged her clit as he worked in and out of her. Marie cupped her breasts and started to rub and pinch her nipples lightly, breathing deeply as Jack stroked her body with his. She felt like every nerve ending was on fire. Moisture slicked her body and was whisked away by the breeze. She closed her eyes and gave herself over to the feel of Jack's hand on her clit, his cock filling and stroking her, her own hands teasing her sensitive nipples and the air caressing her everywhere. Jack watched her as he thrust into her tight cunt as it gripped and pulled at his erection. She looked so incredible, innocent yet wanton. Her long dark hair spread out on the cream colored blanket. He leaned forward and brought himself down on top of her, kissing her harshly, thrusting his tongue into her mouth. He gathered her against him then rolled over until he lie on his back with Marie straddling him, still buried deep in her cunt. "Ride me," he urged. His hands cupped her hips, showing her the rhythm as she began to move over him. Her hair flowed down and over his chest. Jack reached up and took over stroking and teasing her breasts. Marie braced herself against Jack and rocked her hips against him. She felt powerful as she watched the lust on his face. It felt so good to know she could do that to him. That he would want her. Marie rode him more urgently. She wanted to make him come again, to lose control. She watched as he moaned. He grabbed her hips again and began thrusting up into Marie. He felt like he was exploding as he shot his cum into her. Marie cried out as her own orgasm took over. They slowed to a stop and Jack pulled her down to kiss him and wrapped his arms around her. "Thank you, Marie. That felt so good. I can't even begin to tell you." Marie smiled as she snuggled against Jack's chest. She hoped this wouldn't be the last time. The Babysitter The doorbell rang at precisely 7AM, signaling the arrival of Courtney Stewart, our babysitter. Courtney lived across the street and two doors down and had been watching our kids on a semi-regular basis for the past three years, since she was fifteen. Though Cathy and I didn't need babysitting very often, since Cathy, my wife, was a stay-at-home mom, whenever we did wish to go out for a night on the town or whenever there was a meeting or some other function that Cathy needed to attend while I was at work, Courtney was a godsend. Since she had never really been much of the outgoing type, she was almost always available in the evenings. In addition, she was reliable, sweet, and our two kids loved her to death. We'd always considered her trustworthy as well, at least until the last babysitting episode two weeks before. That had been when Cathy and I had tried to spend an enjoyable evening by visiting the restaurant where I'd proposed to her ten years before. But, unfortunately, we'd ended up fighting about the same old stupid things. Why was I wasting my time at the District Attorney's office instead of going into corporate law, which paid better? Why was she spending our money like I had gone into corporate law? Round and round we'd gone, making our marital problems worse instead of better, until we'd come home thoroughly pissed at each other, me bracing to spend the night on the couch again, her trying to goad me into resuming the argument by making nasty remarks towards me in Courtney's presence. The discovery I made in the couch cushions while making up my bed for the night only served to add icing to that particularly bitter cake. I hadn't told Cathy about what I'd found in the couch, nor did I ever intend to. She would have simply demanded that we never allow Courtney into our house again. Cathy, apart from being a frustrated social climber, was insanely jealous as well. She had always been somewhat cool towards Courtney, who, though she wasn't really gorgeous or anything, was cute and young, two things that threatened my wife's sense of safety more than anything. Nor had I mentioned it to Courtney yet. We hadn't needed a babysitter since then and the discovery had occurred after she'd gone home that night. But I needed to mention it to her now, not to embarrass her or chastise her, but just to make sure that what apparently happened in my house that night would not happen again. I opened the door and there she was on the front porch. She was eighteen years old, tall, her face cute, her body just on the border of what was considered chunky but still firmly on the right side of that particular line. She was full-figured, almost Amazonian, a body that seemed custom made for playing softball or volleyball (both of which Courtney had done in high school). Her hair was a dark, honey blonde. Currently it was pulled up in a loose ponytail. She was wearing a pair of baggy sweats and a long T-shirt. She looked sleepy. "Hey, Steve," she greeted me, stifling a yawn. "I made it on time." "Good morning, Courtney," I responded. I was dressed in my usual suit and tie, preparatory to heading in to the office. "Thanks for coming over so early. It really is a pain when they make me actually go to court." And this was true. As a robbery and burglary specialist, it was rare indeed that I actually had to take someone to trial. Burglars and robbers were usually busted after being tied to multiple offenses and, when they were caught and charged, the evidence against them was usually overwhelming. Many were facing the prospect of doing some hard time, possibly even that dreaded third strike. As such, they were usually happy to take whatever plea bargain I offered. In this particular case, however, the young man I was prosecuting had a public defender that was almost as dumb as he was. Despite video evidence of him sticking up three convenience stores and two fast food establishments, and despite being caught with the gun that had been used in his possession and with his fingerprints all over it, they had elected to plead innocent and fight it out in court. Thus I had to go in early to prepare for jury selection, which was taking place that morning, and would have to stay late prepping for the actual trial, which would start first thing the next morning. Cathy was out of town attending a Mother's Against Drunk Driving conference in Seattle (MADD was but one of several organizations she volunteered with as a way of getting out of the house) so Courtney had agreed to come over 7 AM, get the kids off to school, and then come back that afternoon and watch them until I came home. "What time will you be in?" she asked me. A standard question, of course, and one she certainly had a right to know, but I detected a little hint of something in her eyes. "Hopefully by 9:30," I said. "Most certainly by ten." She nodded, the little something beginning to look more and more like and actual gleam. "No problem," she told me. "I'll be able to get some reading done once I put them to bed." Reading, my ass, I thought. Yes, I was definitely going to have to have this discussion with her. I took a deep breath. "Uh... Courtney?" "Yeah?" I wasn't quite sure how to begin. "Well... listen. You've been babysitting for us a long time now and you've always done a very good job and all and you've always been very respectful of our house." "Well... thanks," she said, her gleam fading a little at my tone. "You're welcome. But the reason I bring this up is because... well... after the last time you babysat for us... when we went out to dinner... uh... I found a... uh... a condom wrapper in the couch cushions." The gleam dissolved like sugar in hot tea. Her face instantly flushed bright red. "A... a... a condom wrapper?" she stammered. "Yeah," I said. "Trojan lubricated with reservoir tip, to be exact." "I don't know how something like that could have happened," she blurted, her eyes looking everywhere but my face. "I mean... couldn't it be one of yours?" "I had a vasectomy," I said. "And even before that, Cathy was on the pill. I haven't used a condom in more than ten years." "But maybe... I mean isn't it possible that Cathy... you know..." "Courtney, please," I said, holding up my hand. "Let's not go there. Cathy and I haven't been getting along terribly well lately, but I'm pretty sure she didn't have sex with someone on the couch and then leave the condom wrapper behind. You, on the other hand, have been dating that one boy... what's his name?" "Carl," she said. "And I know you told me your parents don't like him very much and won't let him come over to your house. Now none of that is any of my business and I'm not trying to make it my business, but I really have to insist that you don't allow your friends into my house, okay?" She seemed near tears as she slowly nodded. "Okay," she said softly. "I'm sorry." "Don't be sorry," I told her. "Just promise me you won't bring people into my house anymore, okay? For any reason." "I promise," she mumbled. "Good," I said, giving her a smile. "Then on that note, I'll be heading out. I left the coffee on for you." She bid me an embarrassed goodbye and a moment later I was out the door. ***** The day went by. We picked our jury in less than two hours since I didn't bother using any of my strikes; after all, even the most moronic or pre-conceived juror would have a tough time justifying an acquittal vote in this case. Once the jury was formed, the tedium began. I went back to the office and began going over every last detail of my case, piece by piece. I wasn't afraid of losing but I certainly didn't want to forget something vital or make a mistake that would cause me to look like an amateur. As I'd suspected, it took me until nearly nine that night to cover everything. I drove home somewhat frazzled, tired but too keyed up to feel like getting some sleep just yet. A phone call from Cathy earlier in the day certainly hadn't helped my state of mind much. She had called my office long distance for no other reason than to pick a fight. She'd started in about leaving the kids with "that girl" for so long, which, of course, soon worked its way into the ever popular, "if you worked for a law firm instead of the county we'd be able to afford a real nanny". I rode the argument out. If I had hung up on her she would have called back. If I'd refused to answer she would've called my secretary and harassed her instead, embarrassing me, herself, and my poor secretary in the process. She had done it before. So it is not surprising that as I walked in my front door at 9:25, my brain was fixated on one thing and one thing only. I needed a drink. Courtney was sitting on the couch when I came in, watching music videos on my plasma television. Thoughts of a drink were temporarily shoved to the side as I got a look at her. She was dressed in a pair of tight cotton shorts and a midriff baring tee shirt. Her stomach was smooth and unlined, with a gold stud threaded through her belly button. Her shoes had been kicked off, leaving her feet bare, and she was sitting Indian style, a position that allowed her shorts to creep upwards, revealing an enticing amount of upper thigh. God, she's cute, I thought, feeling a wave of lust sweep over me as I took in her form. This was certainly not the first time I'd had such a feeling about her. On the contrary, I'd always enjoyed looking at her, particularly in the last year or so when she'd truly blossomed into a young woman. I had never been the least bit flirtatious with her, however. Despite my marital problems I was basically an honest, decent guy. I was far from lecherous, at least in the overt sense of the word. She gave me a weak smile as the door closed behind me and I set my briefcase down. "Kids go to bed okay?" I asked her. She nodded. "Yeah. I read them a story and they went right to sleep at nine. They were good." "Perfect," I said. "Thanks again for hanging out so long." She nodded again, her face somewhat sour. It was obvious that something was wrong with her. Was it just embarrassment over having been caught fornicating on my couch? Or was there something else there? Perhaps she was mad that getting caught had ruined the chance for another encounter on this evening. Whatever it was, it really wasn't my business. I took one last look at her sexy bare legs and that even sexier expanse of upper thigh revealed by the way she was sitting and then my mind returned to the main task at hand. That drink. "Six hours tonight, right?" I asked Courtney. She nodded. "I'll write you a check in just a second," I told her. "But first, I really need to pour myself a little something. It's been... you know... one of those days." She let out a little laugh, a sharp, cynical laugh. "Oh yes," she said. "I know." "You too, huh?" "You have no idea," she said. I left it at that and walked over to the wet bar in the corner of the family room. I took off my suit jacket, draping it over one of the bar stools and then took off my tie, draping it over the suit jacket. I unbuttoned the top button on my dress shirt and then took down a bottle of imported Russian vodka and a martini shaker. I poured a triple shot of the vodka in, added some ice and some vermouth, and then began shaking. As I was straining my concoction it into a martini glass Courtney walked over to watch. "Breaking out the big guns tonight, huh?" she asked. "You know it," I replied, opening the small refrigerator and pulling out a jar of green olives. I used my finger to swipe one out and dropped it into my drink. "So... that's like a martini?" she asked. "Well, a purist would say that a true martini contains gin instead of vodka, but basically, yes." She chewed her lip nervously for a second. "Do you think that... you know... maybe I could have one too?" I looked at her pointedly. "You just turned eighteen, right?" "Two months ago," she said. "It's not like I haven't drank before." I sighed. "And if I do make you a martini," I said, "you're not going to be coming over here every day asking me to buy booze for you, are you?" "No," she said. "I wouldn't do that." "And you're not going to go home and tell your parents that Steve, the respected deputy district attorney with the ninety-seven percent conviction and/or plea rate got you drunk?" That got a little giggle out of her. "No," she said. "I swear." I shrugged, knowing that I was treading on slightly dangerous ground here, but figuring, what the hell? At the very least I might get another look up her shorts. Maybe I'd even get to see what color panties she was wearing. "Okay," I told her. "You talked me into it. But why don't you taste mine first before I make you one. I have a feeling you might not like it too much." She picked up my glass, smelled it, and then took a drink. Her face contorted instantly into a grimace of disgust. "Ewww," she said, breathing through her mouth to try to flush the aftertaste. "That tastes like gasoline." "I warned you," I told her, amused. "Martinis, like fine wines, are an acquired taste." I reached down into the bar and pulled out a bottle of apple schnapps. "Let me make you something that's probably a little more to your taste." "Please," she said. I poured a double shot of the vodka into the shaker, added a shot of the apple schnapps, and then put in some more ice. I shook it and then strained it into a martini glass for her. The resulting mixture was a pale emerald color. I handed it over to her. "Try this," I said. "What is it?" she asked, giving another careful sniff. "An apple martini, also known as an appletini, although no self-respecting male would ever be heard saying that term. It's supposed to have an apple slice in it for garnish but I'm fresh out of apples at the moment." She took a small sip and her eyes lit up. "Hey, that's good," she said. She took a bigger drink. "It's really good." "And it keeps the doctor away," I said. "Shall we go grab a seat?" "Sure," she said, seeming to cheer up the smallest bit. She turned and walked back to the couch. As she did so I had opportunity to get a good look at her ass. Her cotton shorts were of the kind that had a word printed across the butt. That word was: ANGEL. Protruding from the bottom of her angel shorts, the barest beginning of the swelling of her buttocks was plainly visible. "Wow," I mumbled to myself, as I watched said buttocks rise and fall with her movements. I wondered how angelic she really was and then cursed myself for having such a thought. We sat on the sectional couch, her on one side, me around the L from her, about four feet separating us. She took another drink of her appletini, a much larger one this time. "I think I found myself a new drink," she announced. "Just be careful with them," I warned. "They pack quite a punch." She giggled. "That's just what I look for in a drink." We talked of easy things as we sat there: her part-time job at the local pet store, her plans to go to college "some day" after she secured a job that allowed her to move out of her parent's home, the "overprotective" nature of her parents. Gradually, as the drinks went into our stomachs, the awkwardness as a result of the condom wrapper discussion faded away, allowing its emergence as a topic. "I'm so embarrassed, Steve," she told me. "About everything. You finding the wrapper, having Carl in your house, trying to lie to you about it." She shook her head in disgust at herself. "Will you ever trust me again?" "I trusted you today, didn't I?" I asked. "Well... yeah, but you still must've been wondering and worrying the whole time about me having him over again." She hefted her now-empty glass. "Can I have another one?" My own glass was empty by this point and I could already feel the warmth in my empty stomach, the swimming in my head, as the triple shot coursed through my system. My better judgment, which was usually quite sound, had taken a hit as well since serving her another drink didn't seem like a bad idea at all. "Sure," I told her, standing up and grabbing both glasses. "Another round, coming up." I began to mix up a couple of fresh ones. "Anyway," I told her as I poured free hand instead of measuring, "I was pretty confident that you wouldn't have your boyfriend over tonight." "Were you?" "Uh huh," I said. "Mostly because you're a good kid and I know you wouldn't blatantly defy me." "That's true." "But also because there wouldn't have been too much time for you to do anything. I mean, the kids go to bed at nine and I told you I could be home as early as 9:30. That doesn't leave a lot of time for indiscretions on the couch, does it?" She laughed. "With Carl it does," she said. "He could've gone twice and still had time to smoke a cigarette between rounds." I looked over at her and saw that she was blushing again. "Oh really?" I said. "Oh my God," she said. "I can't believe I said that out loud. Sorry." "Nothing to be sorry for," I assured her, amused. I finished up her drink and strained it into her glass. I then quickly constructed a new drink for myself. When they were done, I carried both back to the couch. "Here you go, my lady," I said, handing her hers. "Thanks," she said, still blushing. She immediately took a large drink of it. "Anyway," I said, resuming my seat. "I wouldn't be too hard on Carl if I were you. He's still young. What is he, nineteen?" "Twenty," she said. I nodded. "Twenty year old guys don't really know how to... uh... you know... control themselves too well yet. Sex is something that takes a long time to perfect." "So it does get better?" she asked. "Well... it depends on the guy of course. I mean, some guys never learn how to do it right. But, for the most part, the older and more experienced a guy is, the better he will be at making love." "Hmmm," she said thoughtfully, a slight gleam returning to her eyes, a gleam that seemed to be directed at me this time. "Very interesting." Now it was me who was embarrassed as it occurred to me that she might've taken my words of advice the wrong way. "In any case," I said, "I was reasonably sure you wouldn't try to bring anyone over tonight and that you won't do it in the future." "I won't," she said. "Besides, I'm not sure that Carl and I are going to be going out too much anymore." "Oh?" She took another large drink of her appletini. "We had a big fight tonight... on the phone that is." "I'm sorry to hear that," I said. She shrugged. "It ain't no big. I mean, it wasn't really working out with him anyway. The only reason he wanted to be with me was to... you know... have sex with me. That's what we fought about. That's all we ever fight about." "About sex?" She nodded. "He... well... he was going to try to come over tonight." She cast her eyes down. "I'm sorry, but that was before I knew you knew about... you know... the last time." "I understand," I told her. "Believe me, I'm not offended by what you did. Believe it or not, I was a teenager once too and I did it more than once in someone else's house while my girlfriend was babysitting. My concern was not about you having sex—after all, you're a big girl now—but about having people I don't know in my house. And at least I know you're using protection, right?" She giggled a little. "That's a big part of what the fight was about," she said. "Those damn rubbers." "You fought about rubbers?" "Well, that was part of it anyway. When I told him that you knew what we had done the last time and that you made it... you know... clear that he wasn't supposed to come over, he asked me how you'd known. So I told him that he'd left his freakin' condom wrapper in the couch." "Which is better than leaving the actual condom in the couch, I will admit," I told her. The Babysitter She laughed. "That would just be gross," she said. "Anyway, when I told him that, he blamed it all on me." "On you? Because he left a condom wrapper in the couch? How's that?" "Because I make him use the condoms," she said. "He told me if I'd just do it like everyone else and get on the pill or use that whole timing thing, none of this would've happened." "He sounds like a real prince all right," I said and then blurted out something I wouldn't have had I not had a drink and a half in my system. "Why do you use the condoms anyway? Shouldn't you get on the pill if you're going to be sexually active?" She was unoffended. "I'm not that sexually active," she said. "Carl is only the third guy I've ever done it with and he's only the second one I've done it with more than once. If I got on the pill my parents would find out about it and would think I was a total slut." She shook her head. "No, I'm not ready for that yet. Maybe when I get a real boyfriend, one who likes me for me and not just so he can screw me, maybe then I'll think about getting on the pill, but I don't think that's gonna be happening anytime soon." "No?" "No," she fumed. "I'm starting to think that maybe the lesbians have it right. Guys are a bunch of assholes—excuse my language." "You're excused," I said. "And you're right. A lot of us are assholes... present company excepted." Another laugh. "No, you're not an asshole at all. In fact, you're very sweet. When I finally find the right guy, I think he's gonna be someone just like you." "A married deputy DA with two kids?" She slapped at my arm. "No, silly, just a nice guy. A guy who knows how to listen." She downed the rest of her drink. "One more?" she asked. "Okay," I told her, taking her glass. "But that's it. You drink any more after that and you'll be smashed. I don't really want to explain to your parents how you got smashed at my house." "One more," she agreed. "And I promise I won't rat you out." I made her a fresh drink and, even though my own was still half full, I refreshed it as well. When I sat down on the couch I saw that Courtney had turned towards me a little more, which served to open up the view of the hem of her shorts again. It was even higher than it had been before, not quite high enough to get a peak at her panties, but up there. The crotch had also pulled tight, outlining the swelling of her mons and giving more than a hint of the split that lie just beneath. I had to tear my eyes away from this sight to keep from springing an erection. "Thank you," Courtney said as she took her latest drink. "These really are good." "I'm glad you like them," I said. She took a thoughtful sip and then slapped at my arm again. "Did you know that I used to have the biggest crush on you?" she asked. Actually, I did know that. When we'd first employed her as a babysitter—back when she'd been a tomboyish fifteen year old—her puppy love for me had been obvious. But I played dumb. "No," I told her. "I didn't know that." "It's true," she said whimsically. "I used to dream that I was married to you, that you would take me to my prom dates, that you'd pick me up from school and drive me home." She shook her head. "Silly little girl dreams, I know." "I'm very flattered," I said. "I trust you're over that now?" She gave me a saucy look. "Maybe," she said. Now it was my turn to flush. For the first time the inappropriateness of what was going on here tried to worm its way into my brain. I opened my mouth to tell her that maybe I should go get my checkbook and pay her so she could go home. But before I could do that, she blindsided me. "Did you ever feel that way about me?" she asked. Now it was my eyes that were having difficulty meeting hers. "Uh... well..." I stammered, unsure what to say. "It's okay," she said, a slight frown touching her face. "You don't have to answer. I'm just a fat little girl. Someone like you would never be interested in me. Forget I asked." "You're not fat, Courtney," I told her. "Not even a little." "You don't have to make me feel better," she said. "I mean, look at me. They're never going to ask me to model bras in the newspaper." "Maybe not, but those models are all emaciated freaks. You're a very beautiful young woman." "You're just saying that," she said. "Not at all," I assured her. "You're very cute, very nicely proportioned, and, if you don't mind my saying so, I think you're sexy as hell." "Really?" she asked, beaming, scooting just a tad closer. In the process, her shorts rode up just a little bit more, finally exposing a hint of the panties beneath. My eyes dropped involuntarily down, seeing that they were pale pink in color. "Really," I said, swallowing nervously and putting my eyes back on her face. "If I were your age and single, you'd had to fight me off." She smiled. "You're sweet," she said. "And I wouldn't fight you very hard, either." "That's uh... good to know," I mumbled, stealing another quick peak of her exposed panties. I just couldn't help myself. "So... so... are you saying you have thought of me that way?" she asked me. "Yes, Courtney," I admitted. "I have thought of you that way." She let her legs fall apart just a little more, widening the view of her panties. I could now see a stretch more than half an inch wide, more than three inches long, including the elastic portion along the edge. The combination of the conversation we were engaged in and my fleeting views between her legs caused my cock to begin the normal biological reaction. "Are you thinking of me that way right now?" she asked softly. "I'm uh... going to have to take the fifth on that one," I replied. She swallowed a little more of her drink. "You are, aren't you?" she asked, leaning a little closer. "Can I tell you a secret?" "Uh... sure." She gave a nervous giggle. "The first time I ever... you know... had an orgasm, I was thinking of you." I quite literally didn't know what to say to this. My mouth dropped open as a surge of adrenaline went shooting through me and the rational part of my mind tried to activate the warning system that things were getting out of hand here. "I shocked you," Courtney said, seeming far from upset by this. "I'm sorry. The booze is making me say things I shouldn't." "That's uh... okay. Once again, I'm uh... flattered, but..." "I'll never forget it," she said, before I could finish. "You won't?" "No," she said. "I was lying in my bed and I started... you know... playing with myself. I'd done that before, of course, but never to... you know... completion. But I was really horny that night, the horniest I'd ever been before." "Really?" I said, knowing I should make her stop but unable. The vision of her lying in bed and playing with herself was powerfully erotic. "Uh huh," she confirmed. "And that was when my crush on you was the strongest. God I was so hot for you. I would've done anything for you. So there I was, my hand in my panties, my fingers going crazy, and it started to feel better and better. And then I started imagining it was your hand down there. And then I started to imagine you were kissing me and touching my boobs. I got hotter and hotter and really really wet. And then I imagined you... you know... taking out your... your thing and putting it inside of me." She shook her head and sighed. "That did it. I exploded right there on my bed. I moaned so loud my mom asked me if I was all right." My cock was now a solid ramrod in my pants. I had had many women talk nasty to me over the years—on the phone, in person, in text messages, in email—but never had mere talk aroused me as much as what Courtney had just said. It wasn't so much her words, it was the matter-of-fact, almost naïve way she'd told the story, the way she blushed as the words came out of her mouth, the way her eyes sparkled with a mixture of embarrassment and arousal. Her eyes dropped down to the crotch of my pants where a prominent and obvious bulge had formed. "That turned you on, didn't it?" she asked, not with teasing, but with something like awe. "Yeah," I had to answer. "Very much." "Wow," she whispered. "It turned me on too. It always turns me on to think about that." End this conversation right now! a part of my mind screamed at me. This is leading nowhere good. I didn't listen. Perhaps I would have if not for the fact that it had been almost four weeks since Cathy and I had last had sex, that it had more than a week since I'd even whacked off. I had a major back-up of testosterone going on and sitting before me was an attractive young girl telling me that she had masturbated to my image, that my image had in fact been responsible for giving her her very first orgasm. And her legs had come a little farther apart as well, showing more of her pink panties to me, more of her smooth inner thigh. "I still think of you when I play with myself," Courtney told me, pounding a few more nails in the coffin. "Do you?" I asked her. "Yes," she whispered. "God, Steve, I'm so wet right now." Courtney, you really need to leave. I meant to say that. I opened my mouth to say that, I swear before all that is holy and sacred. But that's not what came out of my mouth. "Are you?" I asked instead. She nodded. "Very," she said, her hand dropping down to her upper thigh. "Would you think I was sick if I..." She took a deep breath. "If I were to... touch myself right now?" I nearly choked. "You mean... right here?" I asked. "I feel like I'm going to explode if I don't," she said, her fingers creeping a little further up her thigh. "Courtney," I said, my voice shaky, my hands trembling, "this is a really bad idea." "Please?" she pleaded, her fingers now touching the elastic edge of the panties, one fingertip stroking along it, one manicured nail scratching on it. "I'd really love to look at you while I play with myself, Steve. To see your face as I make myself come." My tremors grew worse, my eyes now unabashedly staring between her legs. "You could do it too," she said. "We could watch each other. There's nothing wrong with that, is there?" There was, of course, a whole lot wrong with that, but her logic combined with the alcohol and my horniness refused to allow my brain to acknowledge that. She was offering to show her pussy to me! To play with it in front of me! To allow me to play with my cock while I watched her do this! And it wasn't really cheating. Not in the strict and legal sense of the word. It was just visual stimulation. Nothing more, really, than looking at a pornographic video, right? "No," I said. "I guess there really isn't." She smiled nervously and licked her lips. Her left hand came down and slid into the edge of her panties. Slowly, she pulled them to the side, dragging the crotch of her shorts there with them, revealing her bare pussy to my gaze. It was beautiful, exquisite, everything an eighteen-year-old pussy should be. The area surrounding the lips was shaved smooth. The lips themselves were pink and slightly swollen, glistening with moisture. "This is so hot," she whispered as she leaned back into the corner of the couch and spread her legs a little wider. While her left hand continued to hold her shorts and panties to the side, her right began to play, the fingers sliding up and down between her lips, delving a few millimeters between them. "Jesus," I whispered, enthralled, my cock now begging for release. "Take it out," Courtney told me, begged me. "I want to watch you do it too." I reached down, opening my belt and unbuttoning my pants, doing it entirely by feel, not moving my eyes from her pussy for even a second. I unzipped and then raised my hips up a little. Doubt tried to push its way into my brain again—you're not really going to take your cock out in front of Courtney, are you?—but I pushed it right back. This was just visual stimulation. Nothing wrong with it. It wasn't like I was going to fuck her or anything. I pushed my pants and underwear down to mid-thigh, allowing my rigid cock to spring out. Courtney's eyes locked onto it as it hit the air. Her breathing took on a heavier tone and her fingers began to move faster in her slit, to slide further inside of her body between strokes. "Play with it, Steve," she told me. "I've never seen a guy do that. Play with it." I started playing with it, taking myself in hand as I'd done a thousand times before. I slid my hand slowly up and down, knowing that if I went after myself aggressively I wouldn't last thirty seconds. Through it all I kept my eyes glued to Courtney, drinking in the sight of her masturbating for me, watching as her lips grew wetter and more swollen, as her clit popped out of its hood, begging for attention of its own. "Oh... Steve," she moaned. "This is so hot, isn't it?" "Yeah," I breathed, my strokes going a little faster now as she started playing with her clit. "Do you like my pussy?" she asked. "I just shaved it this morning." "Yes," I said. "It's beautiful." "Mmmm," she moaned, flicking at her clit a little more. "Ohhhh, oh, Steve. Your cock is so nice. So big and hard. Will you put it in me?" I swallowed nervously. Hadn't I known she would ask that at some point? I tried to maintain my willpower. "I can't, Courtney. Let's just keep doing what we're doing, okay?" "Oh please, Steve," she moaned. "Just for a second? I've never had one inside me without a rubber on it. I just want to know how it feels to go bareback." "Courtney..." "Please," she begged. "Just put it in once and then you can take it out. Just let me feel what it's like?" She stopped diddling herself and spread her lips open instead. "Just once?" I found myself standing up. My pants and underwear fell down around my ankles. It wouldn't really hurt to put it in her just once, would it? I mean, the poor girl just wanted to experience the bareback sensation. You couldn't blame her for that, could you? And it wasn't really cheating if I just put it in and pulled it back out. Not really. It was more like an education thing, right? "Just once," I told her. "Just once." "Yesss," she moaned. "Just once." Her legs opened wider as I stepped forward. I put my knees on the couch between them and leaned forward. Her left hand stayed in her crotch, continuing to hold her shorts and panties to the side. Her right hand came up to my face and stroked it. I leaned forward, supporting myself with my right arm by putting it behind her head. With my left, I took my cock in hand and aimed it between her wet, slippery lips. The head made contact and I slid it up and down a few times, prepping it for its one (and only one) trip into Courtney's body. "Do it," Courtney panted, her hand sliding down onto my neck. "Put it in. Let me feel it." I pushed forward with my hips. My cock met a little bit of friction for the barest of seconds and then slid slowly and smoothly inside of her. She was hot and wet and tight. We both moaned as I bottomed out, as my balls came to rest against her ass. "That feels soooo good," Courtney said in my ear. "Yesss," I whispered, just sitting there, unwilling to pull it out just yet. "Just a couple of strokes in me?" she asked. "Just for a few seconds?" I didn't even bother trying to rationalize this one. I just nodded and allowed my hips to start moving. I gave her a grind and then pulled back until my cock was just about free of her. I slid back in, bottoming out once more and giving another, longer grind. Courtney moaned loudly in obvious approval so I did it again. And then again. And then I did it even more, starting to move a little faster within her, to push a little harder against her. "Lay on top of me, Steve," she said. "Lay on me while you fuck me." I leaned forward, allowing my chest to press against hers, feeling the softness of her breasts beneath her shirt. She pulled my head down to hers and kissed me, her tongue sliding into my mouth. I kissed her back enthusiastically, swirling my tongue with hers, sucking on it. She tasted strongly of apples. We kissed and rutted against each other. I could feel her juices wetting my balls now, could smell the sexy aroma of her musk permeating the air around us. Her free hand slid down to my ass and began to stroke it, to squeeze it. My free hand slid under her shirt, worming its way upward, probing beneath her bra, until I was cupping her bare tit. Courtney broke the kiss. She was panting like a dog, sweat breaking out on her flushed face. "You're gonna make me... make me... I'm gonna come, Steve! Don't stop. Don't stop!" I didn't stop. In fact, I began to fuck her harder, almost slamming her with each stroke, angling my hips upward in order to stimulate her clitoral nerves. Her hips began to rise and fall against me in response. Our mouths came back together and we kissed hotly, wetly, obscenely as her orgasm overtook her, as her body shook and shuddered against mine. It took her almost a minute to work her way through the spasms. As it faded she broke the kiss and locked eyes with me. "Come in me," she whispered. "Come in my pussy, Steve. No one has ever been able to do that before. I want to feel it. I want to know what its like." "Yes," I said. "Oh yes." "Ohhh, do it," she moaned. "Give it to me!" I gave it to her. It was a simple matter of moving my thrusts into overdrive, of squeezing her tit a little harder, of kissing her sweet mouth and sucking her tongue. The pressure built upward and the waves of pleasure began to spread. She felt the tightness of my body and began to moan against me, saying, "Do it, do it, do it" between kisses. The peak built up rapidly but with a power I'd not felt in years. I began to shake and shudder. My breath tore in and out of my lungs. Courtney stuck her tongue as far down my throat as she could, her pelvis thrust back at me, matching my erratic strokes. And then the peak arrived and I exploded, blasting the inside of her body with solid jets of hot come. "Yesssss!" Courtney screamed out, the sensation apparently sending her into another orgasm of her own. "Yes, yes, yessssssss!" And finally, it was over. I collapsed atop her, my wilting cock still buried within her body. She removed her hand from between her legs so she could put both of them around my back and pull me tighter against her. We shared another long, luxuriant kiss, this one sexy and sweet instead of lustful. When the kiss broke at last we looked at each other, both of us unsure what to say, what to do next. "That was incredible," Courtney finally whispered. "I never knew it could be like that. So... so... hot and sexy." "Yes," I said, feeling guilt and doubt wanting to work its way into my consciousness but keeping them barred for the moment. "That was extremely erotic, Courtney. You are very sexy." She smiled, leaning up to give me an almost chaste kiss. "Thank you," she said. We lay like that for quite some time, not talking, not thinking, just holding each other and sharing the occasional kiss. We knew that when we let each other go, the time for thinking would begin. And that would lead to the time for talking about what had just happened. I think both of us wanted to delay that moment as long as we could. Neither one of us were ready to wonder about what would happen tomorrow. The Babysitter Today, John and I are your average, middle aged couple with two busy careers and two rambunctious children. But this hasn't always been the case. I met John in college. His roommate, Brad, dated a girlfriend of mine, Luisa, for a couple years. In that time, John and I were often thrown together socially as we each independently tagged along with our respective friends, either to concerts or on trips to Brad's family's cabin on a nearby lake. I wouldn't say that we dated. We really didn't see each other unless it was in the context of going somewhere with Brad and Luisa. Frankly, I really didn't want the distraction of a boyfriend in school. So, John was a convenient social companion for me (and I like to think I returned the favour). Towards the end of our senior year, the four of us engaged in a foursome of sorts while visiting the cabin. We had been drinking quite a bit that day and the evening's discussion had turned to sex. One thing led to another and we all wound in bed sucking and fucking together in every way imaginable. Shortly after the orgy, Brad and Luisa parted ways. I think they were getting bored with one another even before we played around, so I wasn't terribly surprised. I was, however, a bit disappointed. I was far from falling in love with John, but the foursome had cast him into a different light. He viewed sex as the same playful activity that I did and was a very talented lover. So, even though Luisa and Brad parted ways, John and I continued to meet, mostly for outrageously fun sex. From time to time, we would include either Luisa or Brad in our play (but never both at the same time). Then, growing more adventuresome, we began to meet and play with other couples through a quasi-underground swingers group on campus. At the start of our second year of graduate school, we moved in together. We told ourselves that it was mostly to save on expenses, but truth is we had become really, really good friends as well as lovers. Five years later, we were married. Throughout all of our sexually playful years, we knew that we would eventually have to cut back. Each of us was concerned about continuing to play while at the same time raising a family. So when I turned thirty-four and deemed myself ready to start a family, we discontinued our playing ways. Frankly, this sounds like a greater sacrifice than it really was. We were each completely focused and deeply involved in advancing our careers. So a period of monogamy commenced and continued through the birth of our children, Jack and Isabella. By the time Isabella was two and a half and Jack was almost a year, John and I decided that we needed to set aside some time each week to take in a movie or go to dinner or do something else for ourselves. We weren't quite ready to jump back into the lifestyle. But we did want a little time away from the omnipresent responsibilities of being parents. Of course, scheduling the time depended upon finding someone to baby-sit our young children. Living in a metropolitan area, you'd think we'd have no trouble finding a regular sitter. Not so. While a number of high school girls were willing to commit to the isolated Friday or Saturday evening here or there, no one was interested in completely foregoing a social life by giving up all Fridays or Saturdays through the school year. Being too busy to attempt to coordinate the services of three of four different sitters to get what we wanted, I decided to place an ad in the paper for a regular weekend sitter not really knowing what to expect. After a couple weeks of interviewing spinsterly women with no where near the energy necessary to keep up with my rambunctious three-year-old, I was near to throwing in the towel. Thankfully, that was when Maria entered our lives. Instead of the grandmotherly voice that I had grown to expect when returning ad calls, Maria's voice cheerfully and youthfully rang through our receiver. Excited at the prospect of interviewing someone under the age of sixty for the job, I asked her to meet me the very next day. Maria arrived promptly at 4:00 p.m. presenting a clean and professional appearance. We sat down and talked. In the course of the interview, I learned that she had just turned twenty and was taking classes at the local state college. She was looking for a part-time job that would allow her to make a little money and still be able to study. She was also a single mother of a one-year-old. She hoped that I wouldn't mind if she watched her Rachael along with Jack and Luisa. She assured me that Rachael would not be a problem. We agreed to give it a try that weekend. So it came to pass that John and I started going out one night a week without children in tow. Maria would arrive with Rachael promptly at 6:00 p.m. each Friday evening. Rachael and Isabella would play quietly in the playpen while Maria read a story to Jack. We'd leave for our date returning four or five hours later to find the kids asleep and Maria busy with her studies. Upon our return, Maria would put away her books, scoop up Rachael, accept her pay, and quietly be on her way. It was a match made in heaven. One Friday evening, John came home from work complaining of a bad headache and fever, I rushed to put him to bed and make him comfortable while completely forgetting about Maria's imminent arrival. So, when she arrived at 6:00 p.m., I was faced with the prospect of turning her away, losing my night on the town, and caring for my two children and my loving husband all by my lonesome. I decided that I wanted some company. So, instead of turning her away, I asked her to stay and help care for the kids while I cared for John. While I finished settling John down for the night, Maria took care of the kids. When I returned downstairs from our master bedroom, the children were all settled into what were clearly there routine activities. Isabella and Rachael were playing with some toys in their play pen and Jack was watching a Power Ranger's video. Maria and I retired to the kitchen and gabbed while I fixed a quick meal. I learned much about Maria that evening. Her daughter was the result of a stupid mistake she'd made with a boy that she really didn't like. He was popular and she had wanted to be popular. So, she had dated him for status and he dated her for sex. She had actually become sexually active at a much younger age, loosing her virginity in her basement to a neighbour boy that she'd had a crush on since grade school. That relationship had lasted a couple years, and they had always practiced safe sex. However, she'd let her guard down one time with this one guy and, as luck would have it, the odds caught up with her. Of course, the guy had denied everything and she begged her parents not to take any legal action. Maria's parents probably realized that the unborn child didn't need a reluctant father that badly. Whatever their reasons, they respected her wishes (she being nearly eighteen at the time). Of course, Rachael's arrival changed everything for Maria. She was able to finish high school, but going away to college was now out of the question. She continued to live with her parents while attending the local state university. But her parents had set down some fairly strict rules as conditions for their continued support. Chief among them was that Maria had agreed not to take on a boy friend until she completed her undergraduate degree. To enforce this rule, they simply refused to look after Rachael other than during times when Maria was in school or studying at home. Accordingly, her social life was largely non-existent, not that she minded. Rachael was, in her opinion, more than enough to take care of for now. Maria had, in her words, no time or energy left for the care and feeding of a boyfriend. I marvelled at how mature this young woman had obviously become. She didn't blame those around her for her situation. She was taking the obligations she had head on and doing the best that she could with them. I also marvelled at her physical beauty. She had to be 5' 8" or more in height but couldn't weigh more than 130 lbs. Having borne a child, her breasts were fully develop to a C-cup which completed her very shapely figure quite nicely. Her brownish blond hair was long, down to the middle of her back. She quietly left that evening to return to her mother and father's home. I returned to my husband's bed. Three weeks later, an incident happened that forever changed our relationship with Maria. That night, John and I decided to cut our evening short, returning home a solid two hours earlier than we ever had before. While John took some materials out of the car to our shed, I went into the house. As expected, the kids were all fast asleep. However, Maria was nowhere to be seen. As I made my way up to our master bedroom, I noticed a low humming sound coming from our room and the unmistakable moan of a woman in passion. Then, I heard Maria's voice softly saying John's name over and over again. I froze in my tracks. I don't know why, but I immediately realized what was going on. Maria was using my dildo. She must have found it in my nightstand. And, she was fantasizing about fucking John. The thought made me immediately wet. I slowly backed my way down the stairs. "Think fast," I said to myself, "what should I do." John was going to be coming in the door any moment and I needed time to think. I decided that I needed to make some noise to give Maria a chance to cover her tracks. I went back into the kitchen and pretended to look for some glassware, banging dishes to make plenty of noise. "Maria!" I announced, louder than I would usually do, "We're home early!" I continued to make some noise in the kitchen as John came in the door. I heard Maria's footsteps coming down the stairs and thought, "good, she's heard me." Maria came into the kitchen showing no signs of her recent covert activities. "How was the evening?" she asked. "Oh, it was OK," replied John. "There's just nothing good playing at the theatre. So, we decided to call it an early night." With that, John started up the stairs. "Honey," he called over his shoulder, "I'll see you upstairs, OK." "Oh, I'll be up in a little while," I replied. "Don't be too long," called John, as he rounded the corner of the stairs, "Good night Maria." "Good night," she replied politely. "Can you sit with me for a moment, Maria?" I asked. "I have something I'd like to talk to you about." "Sure," she replied. "First, I'd like to check on the kids." With that, I quickly headed upstairs. As I passed our bedroom door, I noticed that John was in the master bath taking a shower. I knew that he was very interested in fucking my lights out and would be shaving and putting on cologne in preparation for pleasing me. The bed, while presenting a relatively neat appearance, still showed the depression where Maria must have been laying. I quietly opened the nightstand drawer and took out my dildo. It was still warm, and the scent of her musk was clearly present. Next, I checked on the kids. They were all asleep. As I headed back down the stairs I heard John climbing into bed. "Honey, I'll be up in a few minutes," I said to him. "Please keep your engine on idle and I promise you a night to remember." "Sounds good, but take your time talking with Maria. I can wait." Back in the kitchen, I beckoned Maria to sit with me in our breakfast nook. I couldn't believe what I was planning. The only question was whether she would go for it. "Maria, you are the most mature and responsible twenty-year-old I know," I started. "Why thank you Mrs. Fields." "Please call me Sara, Maria, and don't thank me quite yet." "Why, what's the matter, Sara?" "I think you know what the matter is. I heard you upstairs." Her face turned white. "I don't know what you mean, Sara. You heard what upstairs?" "I heard you playing with my dildo and moaning my husband's name." Now all color drained from her face. "I can explain," she stammered, a little louder than I wanted. "I hope you can, and please keep your voice down. I don't want John to hear what we are saying, do you?" "No," she sighed. "I'm so embarrassed. I was using your vibrator, but it isn't what you think. It's just that my parent's rules are so strict, and I have no privacy at their house, so I have no opportunity to use a, you know..." "Vibrator," I stated quietly. "Yes, a...vibrator...to help me cum. And, while I can masturbate with my hands, it has been forever since I've had an orgasm using a toy. I don't have any time for a boyfriend right now, and my parents would cut me off if I started a relationship anyway, but I am horny all the time. I don't know what to do. I found your vibrator six weeks ago. You'd left it out in your room. I didn't use it that night or the next week, but I have been using it ever since. I am really, really sorry." I could tell that her remorse was sincere. However, my own sexual excitement was extreme. "Well, that explains the vibrator. What about John. Do you have a thing for my husband?" "I have always fantasized when I masturbate. Using your vibrator was naughty. Using your vibrator in your bed was even naughtier. So, naturally, ...." "...you started thinking about using my husband, too," I said, finishing the thought. "Exactly. I mean, he is very handsome and all, but I don't have a crush on him or anything, if that's what you mean." "Well, I guess I understand. Lord knows I'd be going up a wall if I couldn't have an orgasm when and how I wanted. What I don't understand is why you don't hook up with one or another guy at school for a quickie every once in a while to take care of your urges. Surely there are guys out there that would be willing to do you from time to time without any strings." "Oh, I don't have time for that, plus I really don't want the reputation. Also, it would be just my luck that the condom would break or something else would go wrong. No, I don't need any of that. What I really need is for things to stay uncomplicated for a while—that and a little orgasm now and then would be perfect." My panties were soaking. I had to handle this next question, very carefully. "So, what you are looking for ideally is a cock that you can borrow from time to time, but that you don't have to worry about talking or taking care of." "Yeah," she said, sighing slightly, "but where is a girl going to find that?" I took a deep breath. "Upstairs," I said, looking her squarely in the eyes. "You mean it's OK for me to keep borrowing your vibrator." "No, no, no. You misunderstand me. Actually, I was thinking of letting you borrow something else......" I let the statement hang for a moment. I could tell from her eyes that she wasn't catching my meaning—that I was offering to let that tight little pussy of hers fuck John from time to time. It had been a fantasy of mine for the last couple years, to see him fuck a really young, tight pussy. Here was that tight young pussy, and it desperately needed to be fucked. "I'm not sure I understand what you mean, Sara. What is it that you'd let me borrow?" "Well," I said, "if you don't want a real cock....." Suddenly her eyes went wide as saucers. "You mean John?" "Sure." "Oh, I couldn't," she protested. "Why? You said it yourself. You need a little cock now and then and I know you find him exciting." "Well, yes, but..." "And, I am confident that he will find you exciting." "How can you be so sure?" she asked. "Because I know men and I know John." "Still, he's your husband." "So what, for years before we had children we played around sexually with other people. I love watching him fuck and seeing him cum in another woman's pussy and he loves watching me fuck and cum on another man's cock." "I don't understand. You have sex with other people? Is that what you do on your Friday nights out?" she asked a bit bewildered. "We used to play all the time. But, we haven't played since we started our family. It's OK, really it is. We played around sexually both with each other and with other people long before we got married. We just enjoy sex. Like I said, we'd be helping you out to be sure. But, I'd be getting off, too, just watching. It's fun. You'll see," I said taking her hand and leading her to the stairs. I had her. I knew I had her, and I wasn't going to let her go now. "But, don't you get jealous?" she asked. "I mean, seeing him with someone else in that way." "No," I said, as we reached the top of the stairs. "I never have. I guess I'm too focused on the fun to worry about jealousy." As I approached the bedroom door, I heard the television. I paused to knock lightly and then slowly pushed the door open. I heard the sound of the television turning off as the door opened fully onto our master bedroom. John was under the covers placing the remote on the nightstand furthest from the door. As a result, he didn't immediately see that Maria had entered the room with me. John had taken the time to light several of the candles around the room and had broken out our collection of massage oils. The oils were now sitting on the nightstand next to him. "Way to go, John," I thought. "John," I said, breaking the moment of silence, "I have a favour to ask." "Name it," he said before turning around. It was then that he saw that Maria was with me in our bedroom. "Honey. Maria is really, really horny and could use a very good fucking. Would you please stick that big dick of yours into her for me and give her a real good orgasm?" A mini-tent appeared in between his legs almost immediately. "Wow," he responded as he shook off the surprise, "I'd be very happy to fuck Maria if she wants to be fucked. Do you want me to fuck you, Maria?" "Oh God YES!" she exclaimed, tears welling up in her eyes. "You guys have no idea how much I've needed this." She began unbuttoning her blouse immediately. The game was on! "It has been over two years. I was beginning to think I was going to die without some cock." With that, Maria slipped her blouse off her shoulders and let it fall to the ground. She started walking slowly towards our bed as her hands moved to the waist of her skirt. I was standing behind her now. The cotton white straps of her bra shown plainly against the young, smooth skin on her back. Her hair was collected together at the back of her head by an elastic band. From there, her hair cascaded down between her shoulder blades barely covering the clasp of her bra. She slowly unzipped her skirt and allowed it to gently slide off her hips. The unmistakable smell of her musk now filled the room (or was that my musk?). As the skirt fell away from her hips, her underwear came into full view. She wasn't wearing a thong. Instead, she had on ordinary cotton panties with elastic leg opening and an elastic waist. The elastic along the leg openings perfectly followed the cup of her butt cheeks as though the panties had been tailor made to fit and accentuate her ass. Her cheeks were nearly perfectly pear shaped, obviously firm, rounded at the bottom, and ever so slightly pout in appearance. John was an ass man. I knew that he would not be disappointed. She was at the side of the bed now, immediately next to John. As she disrobed, so did I. I moved to sit in a chair we had in our room next to the nightstand. I slid the chair slightly closer to the bed so as to provide a front row seat to the spectacle that I knew would soon follow. John reached up from the bed and gently caressed the sides of her breasts still constrained in their cotton fabric prison. For a moment, he allowed the tips of his thumbs to slowly trace circles around each of her cotton encased nipples. Prisoners constrained by a few threads of cloth and a small bit of padding, Maria's nipples were now fully erect and begging for an early release on account of good behaviour. The Babysitter Gently, John sat up in the bed and swung his legs over the side. He was sitting up directly in front of Maria now, his rock hard cock visible as the covers slid away from his waist. If Maria reacted to the sight of his manhood, I could not tell. All I could see was the back of her head. Next, John spread his knees slightly pulling Maria, still standing, towards him. He took her into his embrace, knees to either side of her waist and his arms encircling her back. He kissed her hard upon her lips. She took his mouth passionately throwing her arms about his neck and head. Though the kiss lasted only a few seconds, it seemed to go on for an eternity. While they kissed, John's hands gently searched for and found the clasp of her bra. One at a time his fingers released each of the three hooks whose job it had been to stand sentinel over the release of Maria's nipples and breasts. As the third hook gave way, the band at the back parted and the tension released from the shoulder straps. Then, one at a time, John slid the straps off each of Maria's shoulders and over her arms. The now useless garment was tossed away. While I had missed Maria's reaction to the sight of John's cock, I had a front row seat to witness John's reaction to the sight of Maria's breasts. His eyes showed the undeniable passion and excitement that the release of these orbs so obviously engendered. John's hands slid from Maria's back around to the sides of each of her cups. Ever so gently he raised one orb and than the other to his mouth so that he could take in the taste and the texture of her young, pert nipples. I heard a low moan escape from Maria as my husband alternatively sucked and tongued her chest. As she moaned, I noticed that her hands had moved from John's neck to his lap. While her body blocked my direct view, the motion of her arms and the location of her hands suggest that she was now touching and jacking John's cock while he nibbled at her chest. The sight of my nearly Thirty-five-year-old husband being jacked in this fashion by our twenty-year-old babysitter sent me over the edge. As I fingered my pussy harder and harder, the waves of the first climax of the evening passed over my body. I have never been a quiet fuck, and I certainly wasn't about to change my vocal ways this evening. As the passion spread over my body, I began moaning gently at first, then louder and louder. "Oh,....oh.....oh....ah...AH..AHH..OAHHH, FUCK..YOU GUYS..ARE SO FUCKING HOT...TO WATCH...TOGETHER!!!" With that, my body went into complete convulsions. My toes cured to the point that I thought my toe nails would dig clear through the under sides of my feet. My arms shuddered, my back arched. My pussy vibrated hard and fast to a beat reminiscent of a Jamaican nightclub band. I hadn't yet removed my panties, but they were by now completely drenched as tough I had worn them in the shower. My orgasm must have provided its own spectacle. As I slowly regained my senses in my post orgasmic bliss, I realized that the spectator had become the attraction. Maria had turned slightly in John's embrace so that both she and John were looking in my direction. John, of course, had his normal Cheshire cat type grin. Maria, too, was looking at me with a smile. "Gawd, Sara, do you always cum that hard?" She asked. "No," I acknowledged, "that was very, very special, indeed." "Jeeze, just watching you has made me even hornier." With that she turned back to John. "I wish I had thought of this earlier, but I hope you have a condom. I simply cannot risk getting pregnant again, and I really do want to fuck this cock." Her hand gently squeezed the base of John's dick. "Oh he has something much better than a condom for birth control," I spoke up. "He's had a vasectomy. He shoots blanks. You don't have to worry about pregnancy with John at all." "Oh WOW, that's GREAT!" She exclaimed as her thumbs quickly slid under the elastic band of her panties whipping them off in one quick motion. "I've only had sex bareback that one time with Rachael's father. And, I had to worry about getting pregnant the whole time. So I wasn't able to fully enjoy the sensations." With that, she placed her hand squarely on John's chest and pushed him back down onto the bed. She swung his legs up and over the edge of the bed and then started climbing onto the bed herself. "John, the foreplay has been nice, but I really need to fuck. If you don't mind, I'd like to take you into me right now." She had, at this point, manoeuvred herself so as to be sitting astride his legs on the bed. She was clearly ready and eager to take him in the female dominate position if he'd only give her the word. I knew that the word she was looking for was coming. I also knew that I wanted to be more than a mere spectator to this event. So I moved over to the bed and joined them. "Please take me however you'd like, Maria," John replied. "This moment is about pleasing you. I just hope that I can hold out long enough to give you the pleasure you deserve." "Don't worry. I am so fucking horny right now; I may cum before I am actually able to get you in. You are so much thicker than either of the guys I've fucked before." "Maria, do you mind if I hold his shaft while you start to sit on him?" I asked. "Not at all," she replied, "that is, after all, your cock that I am borrowing." With that, Maria scooted herself up John's torso so that her pelvis was directly over his cock. In repositioning herself, she exposed her vagina to my view for the very first time. Her public hair was not shaved, although it clearly had been closely trimmed as by a set of scissors. I assumed that she little opportunity at her parent's house and no real reason to do more. Her outer lips were ruby red and obviously fully engorged with blood. The outer portions of her lips were parted and very obviously wet. The smell of her sex was both pungent and sweet. I thought to myself that watching this young and eager pussy impale my man's love rod may be the most erotic thing I would ever witness. As best I could, I prepared myself to remember in detail every moment of the experience. I took John's cock into my hand. It was extremely hard and very warm to the touch. I could almost imagine soft whiffs of steam coming off his head—the type you see spewing from manhole covers in alleys in low budget mysteries. The very tip of his penis head glistened from the near steady stream of pre-cum trickling from his eye. I aimed this eye directly toward Maria's slit as she began to slowly lower her hips down to come into the most intimate contact possible with my husband. "Bull's-eye!" I thought to myself as the very tip of his head parted the outer folds of Maria's womanhood. I watched as first a quarter inch and then the first half inch of my husband's cock head were taken within Maria's slit. It was then that I could feel John's penis encounter some resistance. "Wow, he is so THICK!" Maria exclaimed. Then, after thinking about it for a moment, she laughed, "and, it has been so long since I have had anything in there, too." "Well, hopefully you won't have to suffer through another hiatus like that again," I offered. "I couldn't agree more," offered John. Throughout this banter, Maria continued to slowly work her way down John's shaft. As she took the second full inch into her, she observed, "It feels so different without the condom—the sensations are so much more intense and personal. I can actually feel the ridge of his head as it travels up my vagina. Oooohhhh, this is so, so hot." With the final exclamation, she settled down on John's pelvis. My hand had flattened on John's public region so that Maria's clitoris was now in contact with the soft skin on the back of the hand in the curve between the thumb and first for finger. I slowly slid my hand from between their bodies and shifted myself around behind Maria so as to look at John's balls and cock. Maria started rocking herself slowly back and forth on John's cock. I could tell from experience that she was concentrating on rubbing her clitoris against the base of John's dick allowing the gentle friction to slowly excite her. With every forward rock of her body, I could see the outline John's cock entering into her womanhood. I can honestly say that I cannot remember ever seeing John's scrotum appear as tight as it did that night. I could tell that he was working very hard to constrain his excitement and his cum. That she had elected to go with the female dominant position was a big plus. John has always found it easier to control his own orgasm in that position over any other. Still, I knew that he was fighting hard to hold back. I decided not to do anything to break his concentration. Maria's own motion was starting to accelerate. I remember thinking, "good, she's almost ready to cum." "Oh, John!" she exclaimed. "Oh, this is sooo, sooo naughty." She was starting to do more than just rub against his cock now. Her ass was coming up slightly off John's legs with every cycle. I could envision John's head deep within her; moving slightly into then out of her vaginal shaft with each thrust. John's hands had grabbed hold of her hips so as to stabilize her ride. "Oh, I never thought it could be like this," Maria continued. "So free. So natural. So naughty. Oh Sara, I love fucking!...I love fucking your husband!...Is that OK?" By now, I had my hand deeply jammed into my own cunt. I knew that the question was completely rhetorical, but I had to answer it anyway. "Oh Maria," I said, "I love watching you fuck my husband. Please fuck him, fuck him real good." Her rhythm was near frantic now. I knew that the first waves of passion were starting to pass over her body. The convulsion-like contractions of a full body orgasm were only moments away. I could also tell that John was near his limit. He was doing his best to remain still and restrain his own release. But a battle was now raging in the base of his cock as his semen-less cum sought its own escape. "Oh,..Oh,..Oh,..I love feeling the skin of his cock in me. Oh,..Oh,...I want to...I want to feel his cum explode into me... Oh, John, Oh, cum into me....I need you to fill my pussy with your cum." John needed no more encouragement. Maria's words were the key to his floodgate and it burst open. He grabbed Maria's hips hard, arched his back, and drove his pelvis up to meet her next downward thrust. It was as though he was trying to drive his penis clean through Maria's pelvis and out the other side. Simultaneously, the muscles all around John's scrotum began to contract intensely,. Pulsing, pulsing, pulsing,. Like a heart on overdrive beating unto itself. "OOOOhhhhh Gawddddd, here I CUM!" he exclaimed. Now, Maria was arching her own back, writhing like an animal attempting to escape a hunter's snare. "Aaauggghhhh! Ohhhhhhh! I feel your cum spurting into ME! OHhhh Ohhh GAAAWWWWD!!!" she exclaimed, throwing her head back, her toes curling and her body shaking. Meanwhile, I was fixated on the source of all this raw expression of passion and pleasure. I could see the contractions delivering John's cum up his shaft. At the point where his shaft disappeared into Maria's vagina, Maria's muscles had clamped down. Her vaginal sphincter was desperately trying to keep John's man juice from escaping while simultaneously massaging out every last drop. Notwithstanding its best efforts, I could already see small globs of John's cum leaking out around the sphincter and onto the sheets. Maria's body relaxed and fell forward onto my husband's chest. However, John's cock continued to twitch, no longer in a strong, consistent rhythm, but with enough force to still be delivering more of his cum into her womb. As she lay further forward, John's cock slowly slid completely out of her. Though still semi-erect, John's rod was clearly deflating. The sight of Maria's gaping cunt filled with and leaking my husband's cum all over this leg drove me wild. The throws of my second orgasm of the night began to take hold of my body. I began feverishly fingering my clit once again in an effort to drive me over the orgasmic precipice that was approaching. I again let out a vocal stream of sexual consciousness. "Aaghaaaahgg.. ohh....your PUSSY is so FUCKING HOT....covered in My HUSBAND'S CUUUMMMM! AGHHAAAAAA!" With that, I surrendered my body to the waves of contractions that had been building. Then, I collapsed onto the bed beside my husband and my babysitter. I rolled onto my side throwing my arm across them both. Together we enjoyed a collective moment or two of post orgasmic bliss. After several minutes, Maria, turned to us both, asking "is it really OK if we do this again next week?" "Next week?" John quipped, "I was thinking about doing it again in about ten minutes." The Babysitter This story was a request from a reader. I don't usually do them, but I thought I could do something with the idea. So, thank you for the suggestion :) * Sometimes I guess it's hard to find ways to make a bit of extra money when you're home from college for the summer. It certainly wasn't easy for me looking for work. That's why I found myself doing a bit of babysitting in my spare evenings. I know, it's the kind of work that you'd expect from a teenage girl, not a nineteen-year-old guy who should be out living it up at nights. But, it was easy work and it was money. My parents were very young for the parents of someone my age, I sometimes found it hard to believe that they were younger than I was now when they had had me. This meant that they had a number of friends with young children and all that they needed of me was to be in the house while their children slept. I could just watch TV, eat whatever food they had in the fridge and drink their alcohol. It was a pretty ideal job really, all things considered, even if it did make my friends mock me a little. It had one other advantage as well. I have to admit that I was a nosey, curious kind of guy, and I loved the idea of looking around the houses of my parents' friends and going through all their things, even their private things, and getting a greater impression of what they were like. Naturally, it wasn't long before I discovered that the most interesting place to snoop around was in the wives' panty drawers. I've always loved women in sexy lingerie and I couldn't help getting turned on as I went through the underwear of my parents' closest friends. Now, whenever I saw them I couldn't help but imagine the sexy satin, silk and lace that I knew lay beneath their clothes. Meanwhile, when left alone in their homes, I loved to touch it, feel their sensual softness and inhale their feminine scent. One evening, I was babysitting at Joe and Sara Dawson's house. They were a couple in their mid thirties with twin daughters aged four who had long since been put to bed. Joe and Sara still liked to think of themselves as young party animals and still liked to date in bars and clubs. They both kept in pretty good shape too and could probably convince as being a bit younger than they were. I knew that Sara's wardrobe was definitely that of a much younger good time girl. I certainly knew that she had that kind of underwear. I knew that because I was right away inside her underwear drawer as soon as I heard their car pulling away. It was a treasure trove of sensual feminine delights. I sighed as I ran my hands through all the sexy panties. I knew that this was really wrong but I couldn't really help myself. Besides, I was basically alone in the house and nobody would ever know. I selected a pair of pale blue lacy boy shorts and took them from the drawer. As I buried my face inside the panties, I loved the feel of the lace on my face. I could feel my cock already getting hard at the thought of the panties. Looking around nervously, even though I knew there could be nobody there, I decided to take things to the next level. I lay back on Joe and Sara's bed and pulled my pants down around my ankles. My hard cock sprang out. I held the panties in my hand and then began to stroke my cock, rubbing the sexy lace against my hard throbbing flesh. I gasped at the touch of the older woman's hot undies. Before I could really stop myself, I found myself cumming, shooting a hot, sticky load all over my hands and Sara's sexy blue panties. I cleaned myself up by having a shower and then tried to think of what to do with the soiled panties. That's when the thought came to me. I could wear them! Underneath all my other clothes. It wasn't too far fetched to move from my love of the look of the sexy panties and the feel of them on my firm member, to desiring to wear them. I got hard again pretty quickly when wearing the sticky, soiled panties. If anything, the feel of my cum on the lacy material against my skin made me feel even more aroused even as I was a little embarrassed by what I had done. I tried hard to forget and let my erection subside before Joe and Sara returned, but it was hard to do when wearing the sexy undies. That night, I went home still wearing the panties of my employer and feeling slightly dirty but even more sexy. Back home, I was able to wash the panties and hide them away until the next time I was hired to babysit for Joe and Sara and then I could put them back. I only hoped that Sara wouldn't notice that her panties were missing in that time. Fortunately, Joe and Sara went out pretty regularly, and it only took until the following weekend for them to ask me back to watch the girls and the house. Naturally, the only way I could get the panties back into the house without my parents or Joe and Sara noticing was to wear them again under my other clothes. This was something I didn't regret at all. Ever since the last week I had been thinking about the feel of the panties against my skin and, as soon as I put them on, I began to get hard again. With Joe and Sara having left for the evening once more, I went back up to their bedroom and stripped out of all of my clothes except for Sara's sensual blue lace boy shorts. I was somewhat regretful about having to take them off. I looked down at my arse in the cute baby blue lace. My legs were long, slender and hairless and, with the panties on, they looked just like the legs of a hot young girl, with her pert arse in sexy panties. That thought made my cock twitch again, making it that little bit harder. The thought occurred to me that I had plenty of time yet before Joe and Sara returned from their night out. I didn't have to take the sexy panties off yet. In fact, I could go through the lingerie drawer again and find something further to cover my body. I longed for more soft, sensual girly fabrics against my tingling skin. Before I could really think about it rationally, I was already pawing through Sara's lingerie selection, naked except for a pair of her cute panties. I quickly found exactly what I was looking for, a skimpy little babydoll in the same baby blue as the panties. It was made of soft thin satin and opened at the front. The cups were frilled with blue lace like that on my panties. As I held it in my hands and felt the soft satin and sensual lace, I couldn't help letting out a little girlish squeal of delight. I didn't have to think about what I was doing, as quickly as possibly, I had put the babydoll on and was enjoying the feel of the soft satin on my chest and brushing against my arse and the tops of my thighs. This must be how Sara feels all the time in this underwear, I thought enviously, as my cock began to create quite a tent in my panties. I wondered how she ever got anything done, she must be horny all the time. I couldn't pretend that it was just the sensual feel of the feminine fabrics on my male body that was turning me on. I was starting to imagine what it felt like for a woman in this lingerie. Not only that, I was running my eyes admiringly down my body and picturing it as a woman's body, picturing myself as a woman. I had always been slight and thin. I had always regretted not being as masculine or muscular as the other guys, but now I couldn't be happier with how my body looked as I looked down at my soft, hairless slender form in the girly babydoll, with my long legs poking out beneath. Hell, I had the kind of cute, girlish body I liked to see in a woman! I couldn't help myself any longer, any thoughts about how weird and wrong it was to sneak into my employer's bedroom and try on her sexy underwear had completely gone from my head. I was hot and horny and I just had to touch myself. I rubbed my dick through the thin lacy material of the baby blue panties. My other hand slid inside the cups of my babydoll and caressed my nipples, imagining I had a small pair of perky teenage breasts. That was the thought that sent me over the edge and had me filling my panties once more with my warm sticky cum. It was the best orgasm I had had in ages, completely flooding right through my body and shooting out more cum than I had thought myself capable of, and I had achieved it all on my own. Well, just me and my new feminine alter-ego. Aside from the rock hard cock, I actually started to feel like a girl wearing all these pretty, frilly things. Once again, I had completely stained Sara's panties. Not only that, but my hand was covered in the warm, milky juices of my orgasmic moment. I don't know what possessed me, maybe I still had it in my head that I was a sexy girl, but I was suddenly overcome with curiosity about the taste of my spunk. I took my fingers from my cock and stuck them in my mouth. It tasted pretty good, warm and salty. I couldn't help myself, soon I was licking my fingers clean, going down on them like a hard cock. I stopped myself before I got hard again and filled my panties with even more cum, but by now I had crossed a line that there was no going back from. I had enjoyed dressing up in women's underwear, imagining myself as a sexy girl and eating cum. I had never considered myself as anything other than an ordinary straight guy but I guess that I would have to start thinking a little harder about that. Over the next few weeks, I could hardly think of anything but the idea of wearing girly clothes and how sexy it would feel. Every house I babysit at now, I would not just go through the underwear, I would dress up in it. I began to build up quite a collection of soiled panties stolen from the women of the neighbourhood. Some, I would wash and return, others I kept as souvenirs. It began to grow beyond just panties, babydolls, bras and basques. I began completely to dress in a feminine fashion with skirts and dresses and heels on my feet. I shaved, not just the beard that I had grown to try to look less weak and more manly, but also what there was on my legs and all my other body hair including all around my cock. My messy crop of sandy blond hair, I grew out until it was shoulder length. Of course, these changes in my appearance were noticed by my parents, and their friends who hired me to babysit at their houses, but nobody ever suspected the reason for my new clean-shaven face or hairstyle. I was confident that my growing secret kinkiness was completely safe from being discovered. I only ever engaged in my fantasies of becoming a cute girl when I was in a house totally alone except for fast asleep children. I had convinced myself that whatever I did then it was alright provided nobody ever found out about it. And maybe it would have been had I never been found out, but that state of affairs was not to last. It was another Friday, which meant that Joe and Sara were off to a party, and once again I was around at their place to babysit the kids, which, of course, really meant swanning around the house in a skirt and heels, imagining myself as the stereotypical cute teen girl babysitter. My body was already soft and shaved from earlier on today. All I needed to do was cast aside my boring masculine clothes and slip into something all together sexier. Fortunately, Sara had just the sort of thing I was looking for. I was pleased that she tended to dress younger than her age as I really wanted to go for a cute teen look. Rifling through her underwear drawer, I now knew exactly what I was looking for, having got to know it pretty well by now. A simple, virginal white lace thong and a matching bra were all I felt my pretty teenage persona needed. The thong felt amazing as it encased my already semi tumescent cock and ran up my ass crack. I stuffed the bra with tissues to give me a little bit of a chest. Fortunately, I felt a slightly flat chested look made me look cute and younger than I actually was as a guy. Next, I found a little grey pleated mini-skirt. Being slightly taller than Sara made the skirt even shorter on me, barely swaying at thigh level. I slipped the skirt on and gave a little twirl. I loved the feeling of having my long, slender legs exposed and easy access to my awaiting crotch. On top, I found a cute pink sweater that just fit perfectly, clinging tightly to my slight curves and narrow waist. For shoes, I chose a simple pair of four inch heels that served to enhance the shapeliness of my feminine calves and thighs. I sat before the mirror and went through Sara's makeup. This was the first time that I had done this and I was excited by the chance to make myself even more feminine than usual. I chose a simple touch of blush and mascara, wanting to make my pretty little babysitter self have a youthful innocent look about her. My lips I painted with a glittery pink lip-gloss that drew attention to my cute mouth and seemed more what a teenage girl would wear rather than a thirty something mother of two. Finally, I styled my hair into two blonde pigtails either side of my face. I looked in the mirror and it wasn't me looking back at all. No, it was Cassie, the cute teen in her tight sweater and short skirt. The hot babysitter who all the dads liked to fantasise about but know they can never have. The one that looks so cute and innocent but has a dirty, kinky mind beneath that sweet exterior. I could barely believe that I could pass for that girl, but the evidence was right in front of me. I was Cassie. I was the cute fantasy girl! Well, the very thought of that was getting me pretty hard, as was the feel of the lace thong around my cock, not to mention the short skirt. I began to rub my dick through the material of the skirt and my panties. I was concentrating intensely on the reflection, watching innocent but naughty Cassie rubbing herself through her skirt. I licked my glossy pink lips and gave myself a naughty smile in the mirror. I lifted my skirt and pulled my cock out of my panties. A little drop of pre-cum glistened on the swollen head of it. I wrapped my hand around the shaft and began to stroke, letting out a little sigh of pleasure; my pretty, girlish face looked a sight with my mouth open, gasping in sexual anticipation. And that was the moment when I heard the front door slam shut downstairs. Worse, I heard footsteps running up the stairs at quite a pace. I slid my cock back into my panties, or what I was rapidly remembering where in actual fact Sara's panties, and dropped my, or her, skirt back into place, smoothing it down and trying to cover my bulging arousal. I knew there was nowhere I could hide quickly enough, if anyone came through that door, I was discovered. My only hope was somehow to pass this off as a joke or something, anything but revealing how turned on I was by being so girlish. As that thought passed through my head, the door opened and Joe burst into the bedroom. He staggered a little, obviously having drunk a fair bit, and did something of a double take when he saw me standing there, taking a moment to process who the hell this cute teen babe in his bedroom could be. After a moment's open mouthed staring, he recognised his wife's clothes, remembered who he had hired as a babysitter and put two and two together. All this time, I was just standing there paralysed with fear about what was about to happen. "I came back from the party early," Joe said, by way of some explanation, "Sara was having too much fun without me." He paused and then ran his eyes over me again, this time his expression was not confusion but amusement and, I thought, I detected at least a hint of desire, "And it looks like you've been having some fun of your own, eh?" "Um, yes, sir," I stammered, blushing red in a way that, had it not been for the panicked situation I would have been quite proud of, it only served to heighten my innocent teen look. "Ha ha, sir, I like that," he leered at me, lust was definitely in his eyes now, "And what do I call you, sweetness?" "Ca..Cassie, sir," I stammered again, in a high pitched girl's voice. "Well, now, Cassie, there's no need to be nervous," he said, taking a couple of steps toward me so he was just a couple of feet away, "Me and your dad have been friends since you were just a little girl. And sweet little Cassie's been such a good babysitter for me and my wife. Maybe she deserves a big, thick reward." There was no doubt about it now. He was coming onto me. My dad's good friend had caught me dressed as a girl and instead of reacting with anger, he was propositioning me. My dreams of being the cute, innocent teen babysitter girl all the dads fantasised over had come awfully true and now I would have to deal with the consequences. I was blushing bright red now and it wasn't just fear. I had to admit that the whole idea of this situation, one that, except for the cock beneath my skirt, could be right out of a porno movie, made me quite excited. Even though a month earlier, the idea of sex with another man would have seemed almost worse than anything, now it seemed to me a whole lot better than that man revealing I liked to sneak around the neighbours' houses dressing in their skirts and panties. It wouldn't just be the cushy job and extra cash that would suffer if that got out. Imagine how my parents would react, or my friends. These fears flashed through my mind, but part of it was just me rationalising the way I knew I was about to behave. I had taken on the persona of Cassie, the cute teen temptress, and I couldn't escape it now. "Do you find me attractive, Cassie," Joe had said, moving even closer to me, "You know I think you're such a pretty girl." "Yes, sir," I gasped, nervously. The truth was that I was starting to think he wasn't looking so bad. His body was in great shape for a man in his mid thirties, he was toned and built and part of me was starting to get unhealthy thoughts about what he looked like beneath his tight shirt and jeans. "Yes, you find me attractive, Cassie?" he smiled, again running his eyes with an animal lust over my slender young body, "Well, how about a kiss for your dad's old friend?" Before I could answer, he took me by my shoulders and pulled me to him. He pressed his lips against mine. Up until that point, I was still in two minds about how I was going to react but as his lips touched mine, I just melted into the kiss. I let out a sigh of pleasure and completely gave in to my desire to be Cassie the teen babysitter and to be kissed by my older employer. He pulled me close in to him until his hard body was pressed against mine. I felt so small and soft in his manly embrace. It just felt right to let him slide his tongue into my mouth and I offered no objection as his hands ran down to my bare thighs and began gently to stroke them. Each touch felt electric, my skin was alive with desire. I knew as the kiss broke that my body would do anything he wanted now. He stepped back and stripped out of his shirt. His chest was really ripped, his gym sculpted muscles beautifully defined. Then he slid his jeans to the floor. He was completely naked before me, holding his cock in his hand and jerking it off. It was only semi-erect but it was already pretty long and thick and it was only getting bigger as it got harder. I knew just from looking at it that I wanted it. My girlish transformation was complete. There was no denying that all the dressing up, playing, masturbating and eating my own cum, had all been building up to this. "Have you ever been with a man, Cassie?" Joe said. "No, sir," I replied, blushing sweetly once more, "You're the first." "Would you like to get down and suck me, sweetness," he went on. I dropped to my knees instantly. Close up, his cock was even bigger. It was so thick and had throbbing veins sticking out. The head was just emerging from the stretched foreskin and was already glistening with translucent pre-cum. As I reached up to touch it, it felt warm, alive and growing, alert to my slightest attentions. It thrilled me to have such a visible affect on this hung guy and that spurred me on even further. The Babysitter Without a second thought, I leaned in closer, stuck my tongue out and got my first taste of cock, licking a spaghetti string of pre-cum from his swollen purple cock head. Meanwhile, my hand began to stroke his shaft, still delighting in how I made it grow and the warm feeling of pleasure that flowed through it and into me. I began to lick up from the base of his shaft to the head, covering his dick with my saliva so it glistened like my glittery girly lips. "Mmmm, Cassie, you're such a cutie," Joe sighed, "Such a pretty little thing, so young and unspoiled. Uhhhh," he gasped, "Oh yeah, sweetness, lick my lollipop." "Ohhh, yes, sir," I sighed, licking up and down his fat warm cock. I could still see my reflection in the mirror and I had to say that it looked pretty hot. The scene was right out of a porno. There was the hung older stud, naked, his dick sticking out firm and erect while his young virgin teenage babysitter in her tight sweater, short pleated skirt and pigtails licked his throbbing hardness. And that pretty young wannabe slut was me! A guy who until recently had been nothing but an ordinary guy with no strange fantasies or kinks. "Mmmm, how about you give that meat a suck, huh, sweetness?" Joe moaned. Obligingly, I opened my mouth and took the head of his cock inside the wetness. Opening his foreskin with my tongue, I tongued his slit, all the while jerking his shaft with my hand. All this time, my own cock was getting harder and harder until it was almost as rock hard as his and tugging on the elastic of his wife's panties that I still wore beneath her sexy short skirt. I opened my mouth further and swallowed more of his hardness. Now, I began to bob back and forth on the length of it, really starting to get into it now, really enjoying my first cocksucking experience. Suddenly, I became aware that we weren't alone in the room. I heard a sound of stifled giggles and impressed snorts. I pulled my face away from Joe's crotch and looked around at the doorway. Standing there were three of Joe's friends. I knew them quite well, they were friends of my parents too, Rob, Gary and Daniel. I blushed an even deeper red at this latest humiliating discovery. My only comfort was that at least I didn't think they recognised me even though I babysat for their kids too. I guess I didn't usually look like a cute girl in a short skirt and pigtails then, and they didn't usually see me with their friend's thick cock between my lips. "I see you've got a new babysitter, Joe," Rob smirked. "And I can see why," Daniel responded, "She's a hottie. Where did you find her?" "And why are you keeping her such a secret?" Gary chipped in, "Why are you keeping her all for yourself, you naughty man?!" "Guys, this is Cassie," Joe indicated towards me, and I blushed further as I realised I was still stroking his hard dick even while all this had been going on, "Cassie, I'm sorry. I forgot that I'd come back with the other guys! I guess drink will do that to you. That and finding you in here looking like that. It was quite some distraction! Now, do you mind? I'm kind of in the middle of something here!" He finished, turning back to his friends. I opened my mouth and swallowed his cock once more, slurping all around his hard thickness, feeling his arousal getting even stronger at the thought of performing before his friends, showing off his masculinity by fucking the face of the pretty babysitter. I thought that the guys might leave but instead they came in and stood around watching. Before too long, they had pulled out their own cocks and were furiously beating them off as they watched me going down on more and more of Joe's rock hard manhood. I gasped and let the length of the big dick slip from my lips, giving it a couple of kisses before returning to lick it once more. The watching guys were now cheering me on as they stroked themselves. Meanwhile, I too was enjoying putting on a bit of a show. I had adjusted to the idea of people seeing me as my girlish self and was starting to appreciate being the centre of attention. "Ohhh, Mr. Dawson, your cock is sooo sexy," I cooed and sighed over my older hunky employer's hard manhood, "I used to be so innocent but now I can't help but want cock!" "Yeah, you go girl, suck him, slut!" Daniel cried out, watching. I gasped and opened my mouth to deep throat Joe's massive dick. I managed to take him all in and the sensation of being filled was incredible even though I could only manage it for a couple of seconds. Things were really hotting up now and I could tell that Joe was pretty close to the edge. It was no longer me sucking and slurping around his thick meat, he was the one thrusting into my mouth and all I could do was kneel there and take it, something I was increasingly happy to do! "Oh yeah, Cassie! Mmmm, that's it, sweetness. Suck on my big cock," Joe moaned, "You like a real man's cock, don't you honey? You're making this man feel kind of good. I haven't had a sweet young thing like you in a while. You're gonna make me blow my load pretty soon, sweetheart!" "Ohhh. - slurp - Please, sir," I gasped, "I want your cum - slurp - Cum in my mouth, Mr. Dawson!" I knew that it was coming and that just made me more eager. Now I was completely gobbling and slobbering all over his cock, while my hand cupped his balls, massaging them to bring that cum closer to my lips. I didn't care any more, I was just desperate for that cum, desperate to show what a good girl I could be. I wasn't to be disappointed. I felt Joe's cock twitching in my mouth, while his sighs and grunts got louder and more urgent until he could hold back no longer. "Oh God, Cassie, I'm cumming!" he gasped, "I'm cumming for you Cassie! Drink it down like a sweet little girl!" A stream of warm liquid hit the back of my throat and I swallowed it without even thinking. It tasted good and it felt good to be being used like this, to accept his thick spunk into my mouth. It felt like I was getting used like a real girl, a naïve virgin having the older guys show her how its done, getting to drink their cum. As I swallowed, my mouth was quickly filled again until cum was running out the side of it. All the while, I held his huge cock in my mouth until it had finished spurting and became soft again. I turned to face the rest of the room with a big sticky grin on my face. Licking my lips, I tasted the last of the cum that Joe had fed me and then glanced around the three other guys. Each of them was eyeing me as hungrily as I had just been admiring Joe's cock. Each of them had their own hard member in their hands, willing and ready. And each of them was completely unaware that Cassie, the cute teen girl babysitter was really the male son of their close friend and had a proud and erect cock of her own just about concealed by the tiny skirt. "Well, well, Cassie, you've done a pretty good job on Joe there, you pretty little thing," Daniel grinned, "But now there's the rest of us waiting for our turn." I still knelt on the floor, a little worried that if I moved then it would reveal that beneath my skirt I was as aroused and excited as any of the other cocks in this room, but my eyes followed the three of them as they all stripped completely naked and all three walked towards me. They were all stroking their cocks as they manoeuvred themselves so all three were standing around my kneeling body. I suddenly felt very small, kneeling on the floor in my girly outfit with three large older men standing around me, waving their cocks larger than mine in my face. "Come on then, Cassie," Gary smirked, his cock was neither as long nor as thick as Joe's but it was still pretty sizeable and uncut with a huge bulging, glistening head and veins standing out along the shaft, "Show us what you can do, sweetheart." "Yes, sir," I smiled back at him, running my eyes over his cock, no longer feeling I needed to deny to myself that I wanted it in my mouth, "Would you like me to suck your cock." I pulled my sweetest, most innocent face, which could not fail to turn on an older guy as he looked down on the cute babysitter with her pigtails, tight sweater and short skirt. "Oh God, yes, Cassie," he said, "Suck me, baby." I opened my mouth and let Gary's huge head slide between my pink lips, swirling my tongue all around it, licking up the salty pre-cum. Meanwhile, I reached out with my hands and took the other two cocks, Daniel and Rob's and pulled them towards me, starting to stroke off their warm, hard shafts. All three guys began to moan with lust as they stood all around me, one feeding me his cock, the others getting my best handjobs. I couldn't imagine what the scene must look like to Joe as he watched his cute teen babysitter, a hot girl who only he knew was a guy, and the son of his friends at that, dressed in his wife's short skirt and sexy panties, knelt down in front of three of his friends' hard dicks, loving being the centre of attention for all these guys as hold as his/her parents. "Mmm, that tastes goooood," I sighed, letting Gary's dick slip from my mouth and turning to pull Rob's closer to me, kissing the head of it. This cock was longer and thinner than the others were but just as hard, "Come on, let me get a taste of you too." I started licking his lovely long shaft while Gary still continued to stick his cock in my face, rubbing his warm hardness against my cheek, smearing me with his pre-cum as he continued to stroke it. Meanwhile, my other hand was beating off Rob's thick throbbing beast, the biggest cock of the lot and the one I had left until last because of that. Switching again, I opened my mouth as wide as it would go and took Rob's thick meat inside it. I could only get about half of the length in before it hit the back of my throat, but I was quite happy to bob up and down on this length and this seemed to work pretty well for him too. "Oh yeah, baby," he grunted, "You might look all sweet and innocent but you suck cock like a dirty whore!" I felt myself blushing a deep red once more. It felt such a compliment to see how much I turned on these older, much more experienced guys. The feel of the hard cocks on my lips and tongue, entering the wetness of my mouth were really arousing to me. Almost as much as the sexy feminine clothes I was wearing. In fact, my own cock was every bit as hard and crying out for release as the one in my mouth, the one reminder that I wasn't the cute teen girl I was claiming to be. It was stretching out the fabric of Sara's white panties and my pre-cum was soaking them right through even onto the pleated skirt above. I wondered what the guys would think if they found out that I was packing meat just like there's. Would they want to hit me or fuck me? All this time I was behaving like a sex mad teen girl, on her knees sucking cock, I couldn't help but think about getting fucked. It would be the ultimate part of my transformation, for the hung guys to screw me like a little bitch and my virgin ass was starting too long to be penetrated. "Yeah, this sweet thing sucks cock pretty good for a beginner," Gary grinned, "But I want to get me a piece of her sweet pussy. I wanna fuck this cute babysitter slut!" Well, I guess there was no turning back now. I was about to find out what they thought of girls like me, whether I wanted to or not. Joe had been watching his friends sliding their dicks into my mouth for a while and now he came over to join them, still naked and still pretty hot, with his cock hard once more in his fist. He seemed a little worried about what was about to happen. After all, he was the one that knew I was a guy when I went down on him, so he was perhaps a bit panicked about his reputation. "Guys," he said, "I don't know. Maybe she's had enough. I promised I'd have her home by midnight. Maybe we should just let her suck us off. After all, what would our wives think? I mean, it's ok to get a quick suckfest from the teen sitter but to fuck her is much worse. Besides, she's a virgin down there, so we better take it slow." Unsurprisingly perhaps, that last comment had the complete opposite of the desired affect on the other guys. I looked around the three of them as they stood over me with their hard cocks in their hands eyeing me with even dirtier thoughts obviously written on their faces. I knew they were all picturing being the one to deflower this teen cutie and that thought just made them even tighter. "Joe, you mean one of us is going to be the one to take this sweet thing's cherry," Rob said, lustfully. "Yeah, you can't deny us the chance to be the first to have a crack at that sweet teen pussy," Daniel replied. All that Gary did was push me onto my back so I was lying on the floor, well aware that of my long, bare exposed legs and the tiny grey pleated skirts whose folds weren't doing much to hide how excited this conversation was making me. As Gary bent over my helpless form, I knew that he was about to discover my secret and yet I was still willing him on. Gary pulled my bare legs opened and manoeuvred his naked body until he was kneeling between my thighs. Meanwhile, Daniel had moved over so he was kneeling beside my face, his long cock still waving around tantalisingly close to my mouth. Daniel pulled my tight sweater over my head to expose my chest with my little teen tits inside the innocent white bra, or rather the stuffing I had used to suggest a just blossoming teen chest. Daniel began to massage my chest as he leant in and kissed my lips, but I could tell that he had begun to feel that there was something not right about my firm young breasts. At that same time, Gary flipped my grey pleated miniskirt up around my waist to expose my panties. There was no way of hiding it now, my panties were so wet with pre-cum that they were almost transparent, not to mention the bulging shape was kind of a giveaway. Still, just to be sure, Gary ripped off my panties and my hard cock sprang loose in his face causing him to jump back onto his feet with shock, even while Daniel turned to see what was not right about my body. There was a wide-eyed look of amazement on both their eyes, completely focused on my quivering member, as were Rob's. None of them, however, turned and left and none of their cocks got any less hard. "Holy shit, man," Gary was the first to speak, "She's not a fucking girl at all!" "Fuck, I knew she seemed familiar somehow," Rob replied, "That's not 'Cassie'; it's Chris, your usual babysitter." "Shit, Joe, you got a guy to suck you off?" Daniel said, also taking a step back, "You're not fucking queer are you?" "No, no," Joe said, although the raging hard-on he had from looking at me, a boy in a skirt and bra, implied otherwise, "I just couldn't help it. He just looked like such a cute girl..." "She is pretty sweet, isn't she," Gary said, eyeing me up still. "She's not a she, remember," Daniel, "That's Chris, Sean and Kathy's son. This is really gay." "Well, you didn't seem to mind when 'he' was sucking your cock," Joe replied, "And your dick's still pretty hard, so I guess maybe that makes you gay too." "Look, all that matters to me is that he or she or whatever looks like a total babe," Rob came in, "And she sucks cock like a real girl." "You're right, man," Gary agreed, "I'm horny, she's hot. I don't care if she's got a cock, I can still get a piece of that sweet teen arse." "Whatever," Daniel said, "But this is still really gay." But the others seemed to forget or not care that I was a guy and a guy that they knew well. Gary got back down between my long smooth legs. He grabbed me by the ankles beside my high-heeled shoes and pulled my legs open. Joe joined him kneeling beside me. As Gary pulled my legs open, Joe reached over and grabbed my hard penis. He pulled it up to give a good view of my tight little virgin arse. With his other hand, he licked his index and middle finger and slid it inside me. He began to finger fuck my arse while stroking my dick with his other hand. Rob, meanwhile, had moved around so he was kneeling by my head. As I gasped at the touch of Joe's hand on my cock and arse, Rob slid his thick dick back between my lips. I didn't have to do anything at all except lie back with my mouth wide open and let him slide his dick in and out, trying to open my throat and let the huge, thick meat fully inside. I didn't know which exciting stimulating thing to concentrate on as my body was flushed with sensations. There was a cock in my mouth but I was distracted by the fingers exploring my tight little arse. I had never had even a single finger back there, but now the idea that I was being opened up for a man's cock was a hell of a turn on. I could feel my arse clenching tightly around Joe's fingers but I tried to relax. After a while, Joe pulled his wet fingers out. My puckered little arsehole was wet and waiting to be filled. I let Rob's cock slip from my mouth for a moment so I could watch what the other guys were doing. My body had tensed up a little and I knew that wasn't good. I was filled with nervous excitement about what was about to happen, I knew that I would never be the same again. "Come on guys," I sighed, smiling sweetly, "Make a woman out of me." "With pleasure," Gary grinned. Joe, his hand still rubbing my dick with one hand, took his other, the one that had been inside my arse, and grabbed Gary's hard dick and positioned it at the entrance to my arse, so the head was rubbing along my arse crack as Gary held up my long legs. He lifted my ankles and pushed his shoulders against them. Levering himself like this, he was able to thrust the head just inside my sphincter. Even with that much inside me, I felt so filled up, I wondered how he was going to get the rest of the length inside me. It was painful, but it felt so good to give my body up to a hard manly dick that despite the pain I wanted more. Gary began to push up deeper into me and, with every inch, I began to feel more and more light-headed. It was still feeling pretty painful but I had a chance to grow used to the feel of the hard rod buried inside me. After allowing me to get used to it, Gary slid out and thrust back into me quicker than he had before causing my head to spin. "Oh God, yes!" I gasped, "Oh yeah, fuck me! Fuck my sweet girly virgin arse!" It wasn't like he needed much more invitation than that. Gary began to slam his cock right up inside me so the full length of the shaft was buried in my warm tightness. My arse clenched around his dick like a vice so any slight movement rubbed against me in my most delicately stimulated area and made my whole body quiver with the feeling of sexual completeness I had never had as a guy. "Mmmm, sweetness, your arse is so tight on my big cock," Gary moaned, "It's so good taking your teen cherry. You're gonna make me cum pretty soon." He began to slam his cock right into my arse and pull it out again, pumping faster and faster inside me, shaking my little teenage body about as he impaled me. There was nothing I could do except push my arse up to meet his thrusts. Joe was still stroking my dick with one hand and now was working on his own with the other. As I gasped and moaned with the pleasure of having my body truly penetrated for the first time, Rob slid his dick back inside my mouth so I was being taken at both ends. This was what all those weeks of dressing in sexy panties and then skirts and heels, of imagining myself in the role of the sexy teen babysitter, had been building towards. I had finally come to realise what I had been looking for. I had longed to feel what a real girl feels and now, lying on my back, in just my bra and heels with my skirt around my waist, legs spread and a cock in my arse and mouth, I could feel just like that. I had a very submissive side to my personality and it got a full chance to come out right now. I loved the feeling of giving my arse and mouth up to pleasure experienced men with hard cocks. The Babysitter Gary's thrusts deep and hard into my vulnerable virgin anus became more and more erratic. His gasps, grunts and groans were louder and more eager. I could tell that he was close to cumming and I longed to feel him shoot his warm load deep inside me, to fill me with his sticky seed. He pushed deeper into me, his full balls slapping against my round arse. "Oh yes, oh baby," Gary moaned, "I'm cumming! Oh God! Fuck. I'm gonna fill your virgin arse with my hot cum!" I felt my impaled arse filling up with sticky cum as Gary continued to moan and thrust until the cum started leaking out onto my thighs. Finally, he was finished and let his limp cock slide from my sticky anus. Almost instantly, he was replaced by Joe who slid his cock into the sticky mess left by his friend and instantly began to plough my arse. I had felt so empty for the moment after Gary pulled out that it felt even better having this second, larger, cock inside me. All this time, Daniel, who I thought had left after claiming that fucking me was too gay, had been watching the scene as I lay on my back being fucked, my hard cock sticking straight up out of my skirt. He obviously could no longer help his lustful feelings as he came back over to join us, stroking his long, thin cock. I had Joe's cock screwing my arse, while Rob was fucking my face. There wasn't really much space for Daniel. Joe, who was still stroking my dick even as he fucked my arse with his, pointed my engorged member toward Daniel. "Come and give a hand, Dan," Joe said, "She sucked you off, the least you can do is return the favour." "I already told you, that's really gay," Daniel responded, "I'm not some queer like you guys." "Yet you're really turned on watching us fuck this pretty little thing's arse," Joe returned back to him, "Either you like watching men fuck men, which makes you pretty gay, or Cassie here isn't a guy, which means it's not gay to go down on her." I didn't know if this was really the best logic but I wasn't about to disagree. It certainly seemed to work on Daniel's lingering doubts as he knelt down beside where I lay on the floor, sandwiched between his two friends' dicks, being rammed from one to the other. Joe passed my hard cock from his hand to Daniel's and Daniel began to beat me off with one hand while jerking off his own cock with the other. After a few minutes of this, he obviously got bolder as I felt a sensation other than warm hands wrapped around my dick. I could feel the wetness of a tongue running over my shaft and it made me quiver with pleasure. I turned my head so I could just about see what this insistently straight older man was doing with my cock even as I swallowed his friend's thick meat. Daniel opened his mouth to kiss my swollen cock head, but, as he did so, Joe slammed his own dick even harder into my raw ravaged arse and pushed my wobbling meat straight into his friend's mouth. Daniel gagged momentarily, but very quickly got the hang of swallowing my engorged manhood. He began to bob up and down on it in time with how Joe was ramming my arse so it was almost as if the one so-called straight friend was fucking the other's face through me. I was reminded of how well I had known these guys ever since I was a child; they were all my parents' good friends and all supposedly happily married. I wondered what their wives would think to see this scene played out for them. If they were to enter the room unexpectedly, how would they react to see all their husbands crowded around fucking the babysitter, dressed in just a skirt and bra, makeup smudged and pigtails out of place? And how much worse would their reaction be when they discovered that the cute teen girl babysitter wasn't a girl at all? When they discovered she was in fact a guy in girl's clothes, with his arse taken by their husbands' dicks and his own dick sucked by another of their straight hubbys. Things were really about to reach their climax now between me and my parents' friends. I could feel from the way both Joe and Rob and how they were fucking both my holes in an increasingly erratic way that they were both close to reaching their orgasms. The only question is which would be first. Meanwhile, the double penetration had set my body on fire and the feel of my cock in Daniel's mouth was nearly enough to send me over the edge. My body quivered with electric pleasure as one cock pushed inside my tight ravaged arse and another slid from my lips. It was the wet, thick monster in my mouth that exploded first, though. "Mmm, oh yeah, oh baby. Suck my cock, babe," Rob sighed, "Ohhh, yeah. Make me cum, Cassie. You want my cum, don't you, sweetheart? Want to drink it down?" And with that, I felt the second stream of warm, sticky cum to hit the back of my throat that night. Rob just kept on spurting his hot spunk until my mouth was completely full and the translucent juices were leaking from my lips and over my chin. He pulled his cock out of my mouth and, stroking the shaft, shot another couple of streams of sticky, salty juice over my face. It felt so good to be covered in this man's cum, to hold the tasty juice in my mouth and feel it covering my face. It felt like I was a real hot girl to be able to create that reaction in a guy. As I grinned and swallowed the cum in my mouth, eagerly licking my lips as I did so and showing the other guys how much I enjoyed it, I saw Joe was about to blow his second load of the night. He pulled his dick out of my tight, newly fucked arsehole. It was glistening with Gary's cum, which he had picked up from inside me. He began to jerk himself off over me as his cock began to shoot its sticky load. Daniel, meanwhile, still had my cock buried in his mouth and, as Joe aimed to shoot his load across my defiled once virgin teenage body, he ended up shooting a lot of his cum instead across his friend's face as the latter swallowed my meat. Surprisingly, the cum shower did nothing to stop Daniel from going down on my own dick and the showering of his friend in cum did nothing to stop the incredible force of Joe's ejaculate. Soon, both Daniel's face and my chest were sticky with milky juices. "Ohhh, sir, you're a cumslut just like me," I gasped, incredibly turned on to see Daniel's face covered in spunk as he eagerly sucked on my trembling dick, "Well, get ready for some more!" My cock began to spurt and fill the older man cocksucker's waiting mouth with my own cum as my orgasm shook through my body from my sticky, well fucked arse to my cum filled throat. My cum was leaking from his mouth and still there was even more to come. Daniel took his lips from my cock and came over to my face, stroking his own hardness. I continued to cum over my body and over my employer's little grey mini-skirt, I would never be able to give that back to her! Meanwhile, Daniel began to let his cock shoot another load on my face and chest, making the white bra I wore about as useless to return to its owner as the skirt. Finally, when both of us were spent, he bent over my exhausted body as I lay on the floor and kissed me deep on the lips, pushing my cum that still filled his mouth back down my throat and licking his own from my lips. The three guys who had come home with Joe then turned and put their clothes back on. After exchanging some words with Joe, they then left. All this time I lay back on the floor in the stained skirt and bra, heels still on my feet, my makeup smudged and my blonde pigtails sticky with cum. My girlish outfit was a little dishevelled but the experience that I had just had made me look at myself more as a girl than ever. No, not quite a girl, no my cute, innocent teen babysitter self had had her innocence taken from her, had been well and truly fucked in all her holes, I now saw myself as a woman. Thinking this happily, I basked in a post-orgasmic glow for some time until Joe brought me to my senses. His wife, Sara, would be expected home any time and did not expect to see her male babysitter dressed in her clothes and soaked in her husband's cum. I cleaned myself up as quickly as well as I could and put my male clothes back on. As I was leaving the house, however, Joe gave me a significantly thicker pile of banknotes than was my usual babysitting rate. "You're such a good little babysitter, sweetness," he said, "You've really earned this little bonus. And all my friends were very satisfied. They'll be recommending your services around." Well, I guess that would show all my friends who said I couldn't make any real money for babysitting! The Babysitter I just wanted to drop her off and get home. Our first date had been a disaster. On her personals web page she looked OK, blonde hair, regular features and a good figure. She seemed quite posh so I chose a new Italian restaurant. It had received rave reviews in the paper. But they couldn't handle the rush on the last Saturday before Christmas. The food was less impressive than the prices and the service was so slow that it highlighted Veronica's lack of conversation skills. All she did was talk about herself and whinge about everything and everybody else. Afterwards I suggested going on to a wine bar hoping alcohol would chill her out. Instead she insisted on going round the late night opening shops dropping heavy hints about what she wanted for Christmas, from me not Santa. Finally we stopped at a travel agents and she started speculating about a winter holiday in the sun; at my expense of course. Apart from the bad manners on a first date a week with Veronica would be about as exciting as cold pizza. I made it clear there was nothing doing. She wasn't happy and carried on moaning in the car on the way home. Finally I told her to shut up because it was starting to snow and driving conditions were tricky. When we reached Forest Avenue she told me to stop at number 17 instead of her home, number 42. Only when I asked why did she reveal that she had two kids she had to collect from a friend who was babysitting. Veronica marched round to the back door, knocked perfunctorily, opened the unlocked door herself and went in leaving me on the doorstep. I heard a pleasant voice call from inside "There you are! How did it go?" Veronica was standing in profile to me in the archway between the kitchen and living room. She didn't answer but shrugged and pulled a face. I probably should have left at that point but I hesitated thinking that the kids, and her for that matter, would need a lift up the road in the worsening snow. "I see. Like that was it," the babysitter answered sympathetically. "Come on in. I've just put the kids to bed." I called out, "Do you need a lift home or can I go?" I heard the babysitter ask quietly "Is Mike waiting for you? You should have asked him in, Veronica." She didn't sound like the usual teenager earning pocket money. When she came into the kitchen to investigate she didn't look like one either. She was older than Veronica, around 40 at a guess, shortish and chubby with fair curly hair and blue eyes and wearing a thick, calf length pink dressing gown with the collar turned up against the cold. "Brrrr," she said as the icy wind caught her exposed ankles. I'm Mary and you must be Mike? Come on in and shut the door." She seemed genuinely friendly so I replied "All right, just for a minute, thanks." Mary led the way into the living room which had been drastically rearranged. "I hope the kids haven't been too much bother," said Veronica looking around with an expression that said, "I'm not clearing up this lot." They have been good as gold," Mary replied with a wry, affectionate smile "They love playing house when they are all together." Almost before I knew it Veronica had said, "I'll pick them up in the morning. Thanks Mary. See you," and disappeared. "Great," I thought. "Thanks for nothing!" "I'd better be off too," I said trying to sound sincere. Actually I wasn't. My curiosity was aroused, the house was a lot warmer and more inviting than a winter night on my own and Mary seemed amiable and quite attractive in her own way. She picked up my vibes. "I've just made a hot chocolate before I go to bed. Do you want one? Then you can tell me what happened, eh?" The hot chocolate was welcome and soon appeared, rich and creamy in a pretty china mug with a mince pie as well. I repaid her by helping to straighten the furniture. "It's not every strange man who would do that," she said gratefully. "It's not every woman who would look after somebody else's kids and be treated like that. Why do you put up with it?" I asked Mary shrugged. "I'm new here. I haven't got many friends round about and I love kids." She left it at that and invited me to share her cottage style sofa. I told her about the disappointing restaurant and explained tactfully that Veronica and I had nothing in common and I wouldn't be seeing her again. Mary, thankfully, didn't probe for the gory details. Instead we watched TV and drank our chocolate. There was a late night political talk show on. I find that kind of thing interesting but don't expect others to share my feelings. I offered to change channels but she was happy to watch and discuss it. She wasn't academically educated but showed that she could think outside herself with common sense and compassion. Altogether she was a refreshing contrast to Veronica. Time flew and I realised, shame faced, that I had been there over an hour. She came to the kitchen to show me out by the back door. We got a shock. The snow had turned into a blizzard. The drive was inches deep and it was drifting up against the fence. Hurriedly we went back to the living room and peeped out of the front window. Sure enough there was already four inches of snow on my car and not even wheel tracks to disturb the pristine blanket coating the steep hill up to the main road. I realised that the chances of driving up that slope tonight, let alone getting back to the village where I live, were remote. We looked at each other both thinking, "What do we do now?" Mary decided to go to the cosy kitchen to look for another drink. I followed to help her choose. At my suggestion she reached up to the top shelf of a wall cupboard for a bottle of wine I had noticed. She turned to show it to me and I realised that her dressing gown cord had come unfastened in the process. It hadn't flattered her. Suddenly I was looking not just at a new friend but at a very attractive woman. She blushed but couldn't fix the problem because her hands were full with the wine bottle. I gently took the two sides of the dressing gown in my hands to close it again. At first she let me but when I started to tie a knot in the cord she said in a slightly husky voice, "leave it, Mike." I did and went back to the living room sofa whilst she found glasses and a corkscrew. When she came in the dressing gown had fallen open again. Despite the blizzard outside there was sweat on her forehead. It was warm in the living room with the radiator on but not that warm. I realised that she was flushed and nervous so I said as reassuringly as possible, "If you are hot, why don't you take your dressing gown off? I won't touch you, promise" She was all arms and elbows but off it came and I gasped. She had on just a colourful little nightie, all orange and bright pink swirls. Thin straps showed tan lines on her shoulders and freckles at her throat but her skin was clean and clear. There were two little triangles cupping her breasts which were full, almost joined at the top of her cleavage and curved away to the sides leaving a wide, deep, pale vee exposed by a plunging neckline that barely reached the bottom of her breasts. The body of this seduction tool was cut full and the material was opaque but it was tantalisingly short and her thighs were sturdy but firm, bare and slightly apart. She sat beside me, her legs demurely together and we talked, about all kinds of personal things, swopping stories and sharing secrets. She preferred to talk about me but gradually divulged that she was a widow and Christmas was not a happy time for her. Her husband, who she frankly admitted she was and always would be still in love with, had been killed by a drunk driver on his way home from an office Christmas party. That was two years ago and she was still only just beginning to put the pieces together inside despite the façade she maintained for their children. Finally we were both yawning but the cottage style sofa and wooden parquet floor were unsuitable for sleeping. It was decision time and she made it. "I've only got one bedroom, Mike," she said softly leaving the question hanging as she elongated the sound of my name. I knew her driving force was loneliness. She had confided that there were nights she couldn't sleep and she sometimes had nightmares. "It's OK. Trust me. You're beautiful and I like you too much to do anything you don't want," I reassured her. Like the rest of the house the bedroom was tasteful in an arts and crafts style, with twin beds covered with patchwork quilts and a white dressing table decorated with murals and covered in woman things. She went to the bathroom and I stripped down to my underpants and hid under the quilt. When she came back I expected her to put the bedside light out before getting into bed. But she just dimmed it. For me this was romantic but she explained that for her it was protection against nightmares. I caught a flash as she swung her legs under the quilt. Just a momentary glimpse between her thighs but it was enough that I was sure she had no panties on. I tried to sleep and so did she. But every time one of us was nearly in oblivion the other would turn over and the bed would creak. On my part it was desire that made me restless, on hers I wasn't sure. It must have been around three in the morning when I heard her whisper, "How do you break a promise, Mike?" "Like this I told her," and stood up in the narrow passage between our beds and slowly peeled off my underpants. My cock showed itself, hard and upright; its intent unmistakable. Her mouth formed an OOO shape of pleasant surprise and a look of anticipation crossed her face. She turned back the cover and I saw that her nightie was rucked up around her waist. Her thighs were together but I could see the top of the straw coloured muff between them. She sat up and stretched her arms up above her head. I took the cue, sat next to her on the edge of the bed and very slowly and tenderly lifted her nightie up over the two rolls of her belly and then her heavenly breasts, letting my thumbs linger as the nightie went past seeking out her sensitive spots. There were plenty. She was a woman who liked to be appreciated; not only with fingers but also with my tongue as I found out when it travelled slowly back over the same route before coming to rest between her thighs. There it stopped, forking down to the top of her labia but without provoking an opening. Instead she rolled over onto her belly making space for me to lay full length beside her. She reached her arm out and fondled from my chest downwards, working blind, her face in the pillow perhaps scared to betray the memory of her former husband but needing that intimate contact with manhood. Her fingers were wonderfully sensitive knowing just when to probe and just when to brush and caress. I think, I hope, I was as gentle with her at least until I found the sweet spot in the hollow of her back just above her firm rounded buttocks. Pressure there drove her crazy and she squirmed on top of me. Our heights were perfectly compatible. She could kiss me comfortably just where my cock tip reached her slit. I stroked its length becoming more and more urgent as her clit emerged into the open. Then with a muffled sob of agony and ecstasy she broke the kiss and moved down on me. I humped up my knees and drove deep inside her feeling her thick creamy cum making rivulets down my cock walls. Once my balls were rubbing against her mound I moved my hands up and pressed down on her back with a circular motion that ground her nipples against my chest. The feeling was incredible but I feared to hurt her and after a minute I lifted her gently and sucked her nipples better. Oh God she needed that, caressing the back of my neck like a baby and spreading her pelvis wider. With more room I was able to give her a cock dance moving my member around in and out, side to side of her drowning pussy until she was writhing not knowing where I would trigger the next orgasm. Finally I could wait no longer and blasted my load into her deepest recesses. Satiated she made a pillow of the fateful nightie and we both went to sleep hoping the blizzard would last for days. The Babysitter Holly Chapman had spent the entire day staring out the windows in class, day dreaming about the big birthday date her boyfriend had planned for her that night. Kyle Thompson was captain of the football team, and drop dead gorgeous. He was a picture-perfect definition of football jock; 6'1" complete with the broad shoulders, well-defined abs, shaggy, sandy blond hair and blue eyes. The two had met on the field, during practices, because she was head cheerleader. It may have been a little stereotypical, but sometimes stereotypes exist for a reason. Kyle had turned 18 three months before Holly, and since he had missed her official big day last week because of a practice, he wanted to make tonight extra-special! Now she was at home, still staring out the windows, when the phone rang. "Hello?" she answered. "Hi, Holly? This is John McKay," the voice replied. Holly often babysat John's two kids, Mark and Sarah, when he had business to take care of, or errands to run. The McKays had lived down the street from Holly since she was a little girl; she had watched the kids grow up and was their only sitter. John was a single parent and had been since his daughter, Sarah, was born 2 years ago. His wife had died during childbirth. And still, to this day, Holly had never seen him on a single date, or even mention the prospect of one. Holly loved sitting for John, and any excuse to see him for that matter. In the last few years John had become the star of many of Holly's private fantasies. Even though there had to be at least 25 years between them, Holly found herself thinking about him more often than she would have cared to admit - to anyone. John was about 6'2", just taller than Ky, with a dark complexion, brown eyes, and a dark 'business-like' hairstyle that was streaked with grays and whites, the trademark of any father. He was a lawyer in a large firm, and always dressed as if he were going to be called in on a moment's notice. "Hi, John. How are you?" she asked. "Holly, I'm desperate! I need you!" he begged. "Hehe. What do you need me to do?" she asked. "Can you PLEASE baby-sit for me? Tonight? I'll pay double! Please Holly?! I have a last minute business dinner with the president of the firm. I'm sure it's going to get me the new co-president position," he begged. Holly knew he really needed her. He didn't know any other sitters. She was his regular. But she had really wanted to go out with Ky...! "It will only be for a couple of hours. Holly, Please." he repeated. How could she say no? Clearly she had no choice. "Okay, what time?" she sighed. "OH MY GOD! Thank you sooo much Holly!! 6:30...thanks bye!" he said excitedly. She hung up the phone and sighed heavily, picked up the receiver again and dialed Ky's number. "Hey Babe, ready for tonight?" he asked (damn that caller ID). "Um, Ky...Yeah about that...I have bad news. I can't go out tonight. I have to baby-sit the McKays. It's an emergency. I'm really sorry." "But Hol....I have reservations and everything. I really wanted to see you." "I know, and I'm so sorry. I really want to see you too...I'll - I'll make it up to you, I promise. Just I really can't go out tonight." "Well, maybe...maybe I could come see you?" he asked coyly. She chuckled, "Yeah, that would probably be okay. Hmmmmm, why don't I bring them a movie and put them to bed with it early? Yeah, I'll call you when you can come over okay?" "Sweet! Okay talk to you then. Bye" "Bye." Again she put down the receiver and sighed. She knocked on the McKay's door shortly after 6. She was always a little early; it gave her more time to see John. She had pulled some Disney movie off the shelf at home for the kids and had it tucked under her arm, along with a few CD's, and a little bell. John answered the door with his shirt unbuttoned and ushered Holly through it. "Come in Holly, I'm just finishing up here," he said, as he was buttoning up his shirt, heading for his bedroom. "Make yourself at home." Holly went into the kitchen, grabbed a coke from the fridge, and sat down at the kitchen table. Sarah ran into the room and threw herself at Holly's legs. "HHOOWWWWYYY!!!" she screamed, clinging to her legs. Holly laughed and picked the little girl up. Sarah was an adorable two-year-old, who made you think twice about that terrible-twos rumor. She had strawberry-blond hair, today worn in pigtails tight to the back of her head. She had sparkling green eyes and a smile almost full of new baby teeth. She was only tall enough for the top of her head to reach Holly's mid-thigh; she had a good portion of her baby fat left, but you wouldn't call her chubby. Today, her dad had dressed her in a cute jean dress-jumper and a white blouse. "Hi Sarah!" Holly said and gave her a big hug, "where's your big brother?" "Uhhhh, his woom...I-I phink..." she answered. "Well, let's go see, shall we?" Holly said, standing up, putting Sarah on the floor and reached out to hold her tiny hand. "Otay!" Sarah led the way down the hall to Mark's bedroom. She opened the door and pointed to Mark lying on his bed, staring at the ceiling. Mark's walls were lined with sports posters, and team pennants, his floor cluttered with toy cars, and baseball cards. Mark was a bright boy, who was nearly 8, and loved every sport imaginable, although hockey was his favorite. He had white blond hair, fair skin, and was tall for his age, which made him look even skinnier than he already was. Holly remembered how often people told him he looked like his mother. "What, I don't even get a hello anymore?" Holly asked acting hurt. "Sorry, Hi Holly," he mumbled, not looking over at them. Sarah climbed up on his bed and started jumping. "He's caa-aannky!" she teased in a sing-song voice, laughing. "You mean cranky?" Holly asked, lifting her off the bed onto her hip. "YEAH!" "What's the matter, Mark?" Holly asked. "Nothing, I'm fine," he said, sitting up, "really." He looked more bored than he did cranky, so Holly dropped it. "Knock, Knock," said John. "I have to go now. I should be home between 9 and 10. You can put Sarah to bed by 7:30, and Mark by 8. Thanks again Holly. You're a lifesaver. I don't know what I'd do without you. C'mon guys, give Daddy a kiss." He bent over and kissed his kids on the cheek, and then Holly's too, and winked at her. After he had pulled out of the driveway, Holly called the kids into their dad's room. "Hey guys, guess what? I brought you a movie." "Yay!" they screamed in unison. "How about you watch it in here while I do my... homework in the living room okay? I'll go make you some popcorn." When she got back with the popcorn she put the movie in tucked them in, and turned out the lights. "We're going to play a little game...If you need anything; you can call me, by ringing this little bell, ok? And then wait here and I will come see what I can do for you. It'll be like ...room service in a hotel...Okay? Have fun." She threw that last part in to try and keep them from walking in on her and Kyle. Ky arrived at 7 and she opened the door and let him in. "Hey baby," he said, pecking her on the lips. He looked around the room...."Hey, are we alone?" he asked. "Yeah the kids are in John's room watching a movie..." She put in her CD's, turned on some soft music, as Ky made himself comfortable on the couch. She laid down beside him and rest her head in his lap. "You know I'm really sorry we missed our date tonight Kyle." He sighed and brushed the hair away from her face, "It's okay Holly, maybe some other time." "Well I still owe you....and I said I'd make it up to you remember?" she said sitting up..."I thought we could still have some fun tonight..." With that she climbed onto his lap, facing him, and took his face in her hands and kissed him hard. She completely took him by surprise, but he wrapped his arms around her tiny waist, pulled her close, and squeezed his hands on her small round butt. He was surprised, but eagerly returned her loving, passionate kiss. She broke their kisses, many minutes later only to pull off his white muscle shirt, revealing his well-defined rock-hard abs which matched his shapely, muscular arms very well. 'It's no wonder he's so good at football!' she thought to herself as she licked from the edge of his khaki shorts up to his chest. She then sucked each of his nipples briefly, and nipped at them lightly with her teeth. Holly continued to kiss him all over...on his neck, his chest, nipples, and sucked on his earlobe. "Whoa, Holly...what are you doing? This is so different," Ky muttered and moaned softly. She was usually so conservative about sex. She never initiated it, and was always very soft and gentle; it was never sex, but making love. And she had never enjoyed oral sex; it was only ever something she did grudgingly to please Ky. There was going to be none of that today. "Shhhh, just enjoy it babe," she whispered into his ear. She returned to the edge of his khakis and ran her fingers along the waistband. Slowly she pulled them down his legs. She took them, and his sandals off, and threw them over by the door. He was left sitting on the couch wearing only his boxers, looking down to his girlfriend, still utterly shocked. This new side of Holly was something he'd never before imagined, but something he was definitely enjoying. Every new touch she made, and breath she took was turning him on even more. When she ran her soft fingers up under the legs of his boxers, he twitched in curious anticipation. Holly massaged his upper thighs and he instinctively spread them slightly. Ky's boxers had formed a tent over his crotch and Holly smiled as she lightly ran her long fingernails over the soft flesh of his inner thighs. She ran her fingers up to the elastic in his boxers and slowly, carefully pulled them off, too. This revealed that his abs weren't the only part of his amazing body that was rock-hard. She kissed the top of his head softly and then took it slowly into her mouth and swirled her tongue around it and then sucked. He moaned and his member swelled even more, to about his full 8 inches. She put her hands under his ass and squeezed, pulling him closer to her as she shoved his entire cock down her throat all at once. "Uuhnnnhhhh" he moaned, tightening all the muscles in his thighs and ass. He couldn't believe how different this was, already, from any other blowjob she had ever given him. She even seemed to be almost...almost enjoying it. She looked up at him and her eyes twinkled and he could feel her lips turn into a slight smile as she bobbed her head up and down, sucking him off. She moved her left hand from his ass to his balls and rolled them gently, occasionally squeezing or tugging at them. She would roll them in her hand, fondle and tickle them. Then she slid her mouth up to his head again and flicked the tip of her tongue across the underside of his manhood. She could feel his balls contract and she shifted her mouth's focus to them. She began to lick and suck each of them while she used her hand to jack him off. Her right hand was gripped firmly, and she pumped it up and down hard and fast. When she could tell he was getting closer to cumming she sucked hard again on his head and her tongue darted all over the smooth surface of his pulsating penis. *Ring**Ring* The kids were calling her. "Oh Holly," he groaned. She took him all back in again and held it at the back of her throat and sucked hard. She felt his balls tighten at her lips and he shot load after load of hot cum straight down her throat. Holly swallowed every drop hungrily and licked her lips. She had never swallowed before, and evidently Kyle was impressed. "Oh, my god, Holly! That was freakin' amazing," Ky breathed as he relaxed back into the couch. *Ring**Ring**Ring* Holly kissed him gently on the lips, letting him taste his own juices, and said, "I'll be right back." Holly walked down the hall, smiling, and fixing her hair. She glanced at the wall clock on her way down to John's room to find out what the kids wanted: 7:34. When she reached the bedroom she found Sarah half-asleep, arms folded over her chest. And Mark, trying to seem more awake than he obviously was, was holding the bell. "Hey guys," she whispered. "You rang?" "Mmm-hi Holly," Mark yawned. "It's after 7:30, it's Sarah's bedtime. She was sleeping, but I think the bell woke her up." "Nun-unhhh!! I -yawn- wasn't seeping!" Sarah tried to protest. "I'm sure you weren't sweetheart, but he is right, it's time for bed. I'm going to bring your sister to bed, do you want to finish watching the movie or are you ready for bed too?" she asked Mark. "I wanna finish it," he replied adamantly, in a clearly exhausted voice. "Okay then, if you say so. I'll come back and carry you to bed in awhile then, sleepy-head." She picked Sarah up and carried her to her own bed, kissed her softly on her forehead, and tucked her in. She went back to the bedroom to pick up their emptied bowl of popcorn, and brought it to the kitchen sink before she sauntered down the hall to the living room and back to Ky. He was still on the couch, looking very relaxed and was slightly massaging himself. She stepped in front of him, hands on her hips, and smiled. "Baby! You're back!" Ky said, smiling. "Mmmhmmm, sure am..." she breathed, kissing him on the cheek. "You stay still now, I'm not finished with you..." She stood in front of him, swaying her body to the music still issuing from the speakers, as she painfully slowly pulled her top up over her head, before she tossed it to him. Holly slowly slid her skirt past her hips and let it fall to the floor. She danced closer to him as she reached behind her back to unclasp her bra. She let gravity have its way with it and it fell to the floor, near his feet. Throughout her sexy dance Ky's cock had once again begun to harden. She put each of her knees on the couch beside his thighs and pressed her thonged pussy up against his growing member. Then she proceeded to rock her hips, grinding against him while he caressed her body and breasts, giving him an erotic lap dance until the end of the song. By that time, he was definitely at his pull potential once again. Holly stood up, and turned around so that her ass was at his eye level and then she bent at the hips slowly pulling off her moistened thong and then stepping out of it. Holly whipped her hair around and turned her body to face his. She glanced at the clock on the wall behind Ky: 7:46. She'd have to have him out in an hour to be safe. She stepped toward him, and once again put each of her knees alongside his thighs and sat on his lap. She reached behind his neck and pulled him in for a long steamy kiss, pressed her body against his chest and kissed him hard. Holly slowly lowered her sopping pussy onto his engorged cock. His head slipped in and then Holly slowly let more of him in, inch by inch. When it was half way in she stopped and moaned as she lowered herself onto him, completely, in one quick movement. She rocked her hips into his pelvis, setting the pace...not slow... but not too fast, either...Kyle met her pace with solid, deep thrusts. Ky began caressing her breasts, and squeezing her nipples. Then he sucked one into his mouth and flicked his tongue across it, sucked and gently nibbled on it. Holly, enjoying her new sexual confidence, ran her fingers through his soft hair, gripped it tight and pulled his face back up to hers. As they kissed, Kyle rest his hands on her hips and pulled Holly closer to him, and he deepened his thrusts into her. Holly felt herself contract, putting more pressure on Ky's penis and they both moaned together. Holly put her hands on his big shoulders and tightened her inner muscles around the base of his cock and forcefully sped up their pace. Faster than, probably ever before, Kyle pumped Holly with his nearly spent cock. Their breathing became more erratic, louder, and they were making short moans and grunts. The more she thought about her take-charge attitude about this non-missionary style sex they were having, the more she thought she was going to cum. Holly tightened her grip on his shoulders and around his cock, as Ky pumped harder, faster, and Holly closed her eyes, breathing heavily. "Uuuunnnnhhhh, oh my ---!" he started to scream, but Holly had to stifle it by kissing him, in an attempt to not wake the kids up. He screamed into her mouth and then he once again shot his hot cum into her now trembling body. Holly clenched her vaginal muscles even tighter yet as her body shook in an intense orgasm that lasted a long time. Holly collapsed in an orgasmic heap on top of Ky. Once they had regained their composure, Ky kissed her on the top of her head, and she kissed him back softly on the lips. "That was better than dinner any day, baby," Ky said, holding her close to him. "Well you know...I babysit here a lot..." she hinted. "So we could probably do this again soon." She looked up at the clock again - 8: 55. John said he'd be home between 9 and 10! "Umm.... Kyle you really have to go though, I don't know when John will be home, but it will probably be soon." She stood up and started getting dressed and he followed suit. "Okay, Hol, call me when you get home, okay?" he said when they had finished. "I will," she replied as she showed him to the door. "I love you, Holly. Tonight was amazing," he said and they shared another long passionate kiss. "I love you too," she said then closed the door behind him. She leaned backwards onto the door and sighed (with a huge smile on her face this time) before she walked back into John's room to put Mark to bed. As she had expected Mark was passed out in the same spot he had been when she left him. She picked him up, and carried him off to his bedroom, laid him down and kissed his forehead, too. Back in the living room, she tidied things up and sprayed some perfume to try and hide the smell of fresh sex. Then she returned to John's room, put the bell next to the movie case, beside the TV, and pressed rewind on the VCR. While she was waiting she made John's bed, and laid down on it, exhausted. She didn't even notice when she drifted off to sleep. The Babysitter My wife and I live in the valley, just outside of the city. We thought it would be a nice place for a younger couple to raise a family. We bought a two story house with an attached garage. It needed a few minor cosmetic repairs, but nothing major. After some paint and building a new deck out back, it looked really nice. My wife Rose, is the manager of one of those upscale resort hotels. She likes the money, but doesn't like the long hours or the snobs that stay there. I on the other hand work as an auto technician, so I have the luxury of having set hours. This was working out very well for us, until one day we decided to have a baby. We've been wanting to start a family right from the beginning, that's why we moved to this area. The problem that we now faced, was finding a babysitter. We both wanted keep our careers. My Mom is able to baby sit for a few hours, but then she has to leave for her job. Our next door neighbors, Bob and Gail Thomas, have a daughter named, Jenny. She is eighteen and kind of shy. When Bob and I were talking, I told him that I was looking for a babysitter, for our six month old son. He said Jenny was looking to make some extra money, and that I should ask her. Later that day, the school bus drove up and dropped Jenny off. She went to one of those Catholic schools. She hopped down off the bus, dressed in her uniform. Little black and white saddle shoes, white knee high socks, blue skirt and a white button down blouse. Her hair was tied back in a ponytail. "Jenny! Would you come over here for a minute, please?" "Sure, Mr. Smith." Jenny came trotting across the lawn, carrying her books. She looked so innocent, but yet so damn sexy at the same time. "Hi Mr. Smith. What could I do for you?" "Jenny, your Dad told me that you're looking for a job to make some extra money. My wife and I are looking for a babysitter to watch little Joey after his Grandma leaves for work. It would only be for about three hours each day. I could pay you $50.00 per week." "Yes, Mr. Smith! I love little kids and I could use the extra money! I'm saving to buy a car. Every little bit helps," Jenny yelled, with excitement! "Okay, you could come over tomorrow right after school and take over for his Grandma." "Okay Mr. Smith, I'll be there. Thank you!" When my wife got home and we sat down to eat dinner, I told her about Jenny. She agreed that it would be both a convenience to have Jenny babysitting, plus we're both able to continue working. We felt that Jenny would be the perfect babysitter. The next day, Jenny came right over after getting off of the school bus. She took over and fed him and changed his diaper. Later, she put him down for his nap. This routine went on for about two weeks. During those two weeks, Jenny and I would talk a little when I got home, about Joey and school. My eyes were starting to wonder all over her sexy body, dressed in her Catholic Schoolgirl uniform. "Jenny, you look very nice. I wish girls looked like you, when I was in school." Jenny blushed and put her head down. "Thank you, Mr. Smith," Her voice quivered. I didn't want to push it, so I left it at that. I told her that I could take over from here, and thanked her. She left and I waited for my wife to get home. Over the next few days, I flirted a little more with Jenny. I'd compliment her body, her hair and I'd give her a little pat on her ass when she was leaving. She thought it was harmless, nothing to worry about, until one night when she was here babysitting Jenny sat on the sofa watching television, Joey was asleep upstairs in his crib. I just came home from work, and walked into the house. I sat down on the sofa, next to Jenny. I made small talk with her about school and asked how Joey was for her. I told her that I knew about what she had done, a few weeks ago at school. She was shocked by what I said. Now I'll be honest, I had no fucking idea what I was even talking about. I figured that most girls her age, usually do pull some kind shit. Jenny, not knowing that I was making this up, told me everything that I needed to know. "Oh, please Mr. Smith, don't tell my parents? Please? They'll never let me get a car if they find out. Please,... Mr. Smith?" I patted the top of her head, playing with her ponytail. "Why don't you just tell me the whole story, Jenny? I already know, but I want to her your side of it. Then I'll decide if I'm going to tell your parents." "Oh,... okay. I'll tell you, Mr. Smith." I sat back waiting to hear her confess. I could only imagine what she was about to say. "I was failing two subjects in school, and I got caught smoking in the girl's lavatory. Sister Mary told me to go to Father Nick's office. When Father Nick read the note that she had sent with me, he became angry. He said that I needed to be punished for smoking and if I don't study to bring my grades up, I'll need to repeat this class next year." Jenny was very embarrassed. Her face turned red, as she told of what had happened. "Well, what happened? What did Father Nick do?" "He told be to bend over and put my hands on his desk, so he could spank me. He has a wooden paddle in his office to punish students. He flipped up my skirt, then pulled my little white cotton panties down to my knees. I felt Father Nick's hand lightly rub my ass. Then I started to feel the stinging of the paddle, whack after whack!" I was getting hard, picturing Jenny in the way that she was describing. "Continue, Jenny. I want you to tell me everything." "Yes Sir. Father Nick spanked me until I was crying. The stinging on my ass hurt. He told me that I had a choice. Either I could continue that spanking, or I could avoid it by doing him a favor. Of course I said I'd do a favor." "What did you do, Jenny?" "Father Nick told me to turn around. When I did, I seen his hard cock in his hand. He told me to do, what bad girls do, and suck it. I knelt down in front of him and put my mouth on it. I never did it before, but heard about it. It felt kind of weird, but then I liked it. He told me what to do and how to do it. I gagged a couple times when he shoved all the way in, but he said that guys like that." As Jenny was talking with her head down, I slowly opened and unzipped my work pants. I pulled out my hard cock and guided Jenny's hand to it. She was stroking it while she talked, not even realizing that it was in her hand the whole time. She tuned her head to look at me, that's when she noticed it and let go. "Oh my gosh, Mr. Smith! What are you doing? What am I doing? I had no idea! Oh, oh my! Oh, Mr. Smith, you have a big,... cock! It's so big, and hard!" Jenny couldn't take her eyes off of it, she was amazed. She licked her lips, then looked up at me and smiled. I pulled Jenny's head down, closer to my cock. "Suck it Jenny. I want you to put your mouth on it and suck, just like you did for Father Nick. Nice and slow, baby. Come on Jenny, don't be shy." Jenny gave it a few licks, then slid her mouth over the head of his cock. Slowly and steadily she lowered her mouth down over it. "Ah, good girl. That's my good girl. Suck my cock nice and slow. We have plenty of time, my wife won't be home for about two hours." Jenny was sucking Mr. Smith very nicely. Up and down her head went, as she gave him a blowjob. She gagged a little, but Mr. Smith loved that. In fact, he even pushed her head down further, just to make her gag. "Good girl. Gag on it! Gag on my fucking cock, Jenny! Oh, oh baby you suck so good. I love the way your hot little mouth feels on my cock." After a few minutes, Mr. Smith pulled Jenny's head up from his cock, by her ponytail. "Stand up, Jenny. Pull up your skirt and hold it there. You look so fucking hot standing there. Take off your little white cotton panties and give them to me." Jenny slid them down her legs, stepping out of them. She picked them up and handed them to Mr.Smith. He held them to his face and sniffed the scent of her young teenage cunt. They smelled so good. "I'm going to keep these. If you tell anyone about this, I'll show them your panties and they'll never believe you. Do you understand?" "Yes, Mr. Smith." "Open your blouse. I want to see your young tits." Jenny very nervously unbuttoned her top, and pulled it open. The bottom was still tucked into her skirt. Jenny stood there in front of Mr. Smith, with her firm tits exposed. "Come over here and lie down on the sofa. Pull up your skirt and spread your fucking legs, baby." Jenny did as she was told. Mr.Smith loved the site of this hot little Catholic Schoolgirl, as she lie back with her legs spread and her tits showing. He got between her legs, and placed a condom on his cock. "Mr. Smith, I'm a virgin. Please be gentle?" He slid the head of his cock in until it hit a barrier, her hymen. He pulled out some and then shoved it in, breaking through it. Jenny yelled out, "Ow!" Mr. Smith waited for her body to relax. He wiped a lone tear from her cheek, before he started to fuck her. "Oh, Jenny. Your pussy is so tight, baby. Oh, oh, I can't believe how good you feel, princess." "Oh, oh, oh, ah, yes. Fuck me. Fuck me, Mr. Smith. Oh, at first it hurt, but now, oh, I love it." "Mmmm, do you like my cock inside of you, Jenny? My big hard fucking cock, sliding in and out of your cunt. Say it. Tell Daddy that your cunt feels good." "My, my cunt, feels good." Jenny never talked so dirty. Those words never left her lips before. "Say it again, Jenny. Who am I? Tell Daddy." "You are, you're,... my Daddy. You make my,... cunt feel so good." "That's right, baby. Now keep calling me Daddy, and talk like a whore for me. Do you know how to talk like a whore?" 'I,... I think,... so." "Go ahead, do it." "Fuck my dirty cunt! Shove your big cock deep inside of me, Daddy! Split me in two! Fuck it! fuck it! fuck it! Oh, yes,... you're my fucking Daddy!" Jenny was really getting into this. In a matter of minutes, this little Catholic Schoolgirl was turning into a whore. "Yes! Yes! Fuck me, Daddy! I'm a slut, a whore, a cocktease! Oh God, I wish you really were my fucking Daddy! I'd let you sneak into my room and climb up on top of me, and fuck my hot wet dripping cunt while Mommy was asleep!" Mr. Smith couldn't believe what he was hearing. Jenny really was a whore, she just needed someone to bring her out of her shell. She had him so turned on, that he was ready to cum. "Oh Jenny. I'm going to cum, baby. Daddy is going to fucking cum!" Jenny didn't care, she knew Mr. Smith had a condom on. "Do it Daddy! Cum! Cum Daddy! Fuck me and Cum! Cum for your little whore!" "Ahh! Ahh! Ahh!" Mr.Smith came, holding his cock all the way inside of her.Jenny knew something didn't feel right. She felt hot streams of liquid hitting her insides. When Mr. Smith pulled out, she noticed that condom had broke. He asked Jenny when her last period was. It turns out that she was lucky, It was the time of her cycle when she wasn't ovulating. As he kissed Jenny, they heard little Joey start to cry. It was time for his next feeding. Mr. Smith told Jenny to take the bottle up to him while he cleans the living room before his wife gets home. Jenny stood up and got the bottle, walking through the living room to head upstairs. Her top was still undone and Mr. Smith's thick white cum was trailing down her legs. As Mr. smith watched her walk by, he picked up her panties and sniffed them again. "I think Jenny and I are going to have a lot of fun together from now on," he thought to himself, as he started to clean up. About fifteen minutes had gone by, when Jenny came back downstairs. She had herself back together and clean. "Joey is taking a nap, Mr. Smith. Will that be all? I have to get home and start doing my homework." "Yes, Jenny. Let me pay you." He handed Jenny two fifty dollar bills and gave her a long kiss on the lips, while placing both of his hands on her firm little ass cheeks. "Oh my! Mr. Smith, this is a hundred dollars!" "Yes Jenny. Buy yourself some new panties. Oh Jenny, tomorrow I'll pick you up from school at lunch time. I'm going to take to get on the pill," Jenny blushed. "Okay, Mr. Smith. Thank you." As she left the house and walked home through their yard, Rose drove up the driveway. As she got out of the car, she yelled to Jenny. "Jenny! Did Mr. Smith take care of you?" "Oh, oh yes. He sure did." Mr. Smith came out to greet his wife. "Yes dear, I gave it to her right before she left to go home." He smirked, because Rose thought he was talking about the money they owed her for babysitting. The Babysitter She gave a light tap on the door, knowing that there was a baby in the house probably trying to sleep. The tapping was loud enough to alert the child's mother who was sat in her living room. The house had been silent so the sound startled the young mother who, up to now, had been playing through the infinite possibilities of the night ahead in her mind. The more she thought about it, the more nervous and edgy she made herself. At least her 3 year old son, Callum, had drifted off to sleep without too much bother. It felt like the young boy somehow knew his mother was going out on a real date for the first time since separating from his father and wanted to do what he could to help. The separation had been hard on Kerry. It had happened just 3 months into the pregnancy. She suspected that the sight of her ever growing 'baby bump' scared Jason (her boyfriend of 2 years and Callum's father) away. What made it worse was how connected she had felt to him, at 25 years of age she lost her virginity to this man who, she thought, would be around forever, no matter what. However the 'no matter what' part didn't seem to include a positive pregnancy test. He'd left his seed in Kerry and ran. It was then up to Kerry to raise their child alone and for the first time in her life she'd felt really alone. Of course that wasn't the case, her mother and father had been there for her when it mattered most and the last couple of years of motherhood had given her some of the best moments in her life. Tonight Kerry was set to meet Stewart, a man she'd met on Facebook through a friend of a friend. After weeks of online chatting she had learned a lot about the man. They shared similar tastes in music and movies and he hadn't been put off by the fact that Kerry had a son. The first time they arranged to speak on the phone had been nerve racking but tonight, as she awaited the arrival of the babysitter, she was in a whole new stratosphere of panic. Lucy was the daughter of a good friend of Kerry's. She only lived 5 houses along the street from her and, according to her friend, Lucy was happy to sit on the sofa watching DVDs while Kerry went out with her new man. Especially with a £7.50 reward! Lucy waited at the door for Kerry to let her in. She had to be persuaded by her mother to come here tonight. "Do it as a favour for me," she had said. "Kerry's been through so much and she's finally found the nerve to date again. All you have to do is sit on the sofa and watch the telly for a couple of hours!" Later that day Lucy heard her mother on the phone declaring how happy her daughter would be to baby-sit! It wasn't the money that had convinced her to accept the job; it was her mother's plea, who can refuse a favour to dear old mummy anyway? As it was only a short walk to Kerry's house Lucy hadn't felt the need to dress up or anything, no point in tarting herself up for a night on the sofa. With that in mind Lucy wore a low-cut white tank top and a thigh length black and white striped denim skirt with a wide white belt that had a round buckle at the front. A simple pair of sandals finished off the outfit. She had pulled her dark shoulder length hair back into a ponytail. She looked at herself in the full length mirror on the bathroom wall and smiled at what she saw. At 5 feet and 5 inches Lucy could be described as petite. Small in height and in build made her look younger than her 19 years. If she felt like wearing her old school uniform she would easily pass as a year 11 student. Looking young was great but sometimes she wished she looked more like a woman than a girl. She had small breasts that sat pert and proud on her slim chest. Her flat stomach was lucky considering her lack of exercise and her junk food addiction. Her legs were also slim, not ultra skinny by any means; they looked nicely toned right the way up to her thighs and bum. It was a beautiful figure that could be the envy of any young woman. She wasn't dressed for a special occasion, but, like most girls her age, she still wanted to look nice (sexy if possible.) Even if it was only for a quick walk followed by a night of nothing, and when the door opened and Lucy saw Kerry for the first time she was extremely glad she had made at least a little effort to look good. Kerry was beautiful; no other word Lucy could think of did this woman justice. She looked around 5 feet 7 inches tall with long blonde hair that hung right down to the middle of her back. Kerry was clearly dressed to impress and Lucy envied the man who would be her date. She was wearing a gorgeous black dress which managed to be revealing without looking slutty. It had a low-cut V-shaped top with the point of the V ending just below and between her ample breasts, low enough to reveal there was no bra under the thin clothing. Lucy imagined that it would be very easy to accidentally expose a nipple in a dress like this. The dress hugged her slim body down to just above her hips. Here, the skirt part of the dress flared out and hung loosely around her thighs. "Lucy? Are you ok?" Kerry's voice seemed far away. "Yes, sorry, my mind ran away with me for a second, yes I'm Lucy, my mum said you needed me tonight." Lucy replied trying to look Kerry in the face rather than her breasts. "That's fine sweetie," Kerry said with a laugh. "Come on inside, I really appreciate you coming tonight, my mother was going to baby-sit for me but she hasn't been well this past week." When Kerry turned around Lucy saw that the dress was backless with a single strap running around her neck and fastening with an ornate looking clasp over the nape of her neck. Lucy followed Kerry through the door and nudged in closed with her bum. As Kerry walked towards the living room Lucy's eyes dropped down from her bare back to the short hemline of the dress, settling on the tops of the young mother's thighs. It was only a small amount of material that bridged the gap from her bare lower back to the hemline but right now Lucy would've killed for a peek through the skirt. She had known in her heart about her feelings towards her own gender for years, since she was no more than 13 years old and sat with her legs apart busily bringing herself to her first real orgasm while watching the hot female presenter of kids TV. But outside of those special circumstances her feelings were well hidden. As she grew up she would stare at boys her age as well as men on the TV. She would watch wrestling with her dad and look at hulking biceps and arses as well as the bulges between the legs of the guys in Lycra trying to feel something. But it was no use. She had even had boyfriends, she had spent time behind the science department up against the wall with a guy darting his tongue in her mouth while sliding his hand up and under her school skirt to caress her buttocks, but she felt numb to the feelings of pleasure the schoolboy was desperately trying to give her. Nobody knew of course. Lucy could not imagine a more humiliating situation than actually telling people she was a...one of those kinds of people. The word lesbian made her cringe just thinking about it, let alone saying it to people! But what else could she be? Not bi-sexual because men were not of any interest to her, so it had to be that she was...the L word. Lucy had never met a woman who really made her want to dive on her, even at school where so many small skirts were around, her one enduring fantasy was of the kids TV vixen. That had changed when Kerry opened the door. Before Lucy could get too carried away with fantasies of dropping to her knees and sucking this woman's clitoris until she screamed Kerry turned to face her. "Callum's fast asleep," she said. "And I doubt anything will wake him up but still, try not to go overboard with noise. There's a load of DVDs in the drawer beneath the TV in case you get bored. Feel free to take anything you want out of the kitchen, there's loads of food and stuff." Lucy nodded and said, "No problem, I'll be fine. When will you be leaving? Is your date picking you up?" "Yes, he should be here in about 10 minutes or so, can I get you anything? A hot drink?" Kerry replied. "No, I'm fine, are you ok?" Laura asked, she had noticed Kerry was trembling and that she was quite pale. "Yeah I'm alright, I'm just nervous, very nervous actually," Kerry surprised herself by admitting how she was feeling so readily. She was slightly embarrassed, after all she was 28 years old, but tonight she felt like a young girl going out on her very first date. "I'm sure it'll be ok," Laura said soothingly. "Everyone gets nerves on a first date. My mum told me you were going to meet someone tonight." Kerry said, "That's sweet of you to say honey, do you think I look ok?" She was seeking reassurance; it had been a long time since she had dressed up like this for a man. During her conversations with Stewart, her date for the evening, he had mentioned how he was a 'leg man' and that he loved to see women wearing 'more feminine' clothing rather than trouser suits and the like. During one of their more explicit conversations he had said the thought of a woman in a short skirt with no underwear was a huge turn on, however that was further than Kerry wanted to go. She wanted to look attractive for him but she didn't intend to screw him tonight. This was their first face to face encounter and she wanted to get to know him properly, not to end up behind the pub with her dress bunched up around her waist being fucked like a whore. "Are you kidding?" Lucy replied, taking full opportunity of the chance to look Kerry up and down, "You're beautiful, very sexy." She immediately regretted saying that last part, afraid it would show her up as that kind of girl. She felt her cheeks begin to blush and quickly turned away in an attempt to hide her face before it betrayed her secret to this woman. "Aww thank you," Kerry responded. It felt good to know someone else thought she looked good. "I was worried it might be a little too much," she continued, gesturing to the low cut top and short hemline of the dress. "No it's fine, really it is," Lucy said. God she's driving me crazy, Lucy thought to herself, she could feel a little wetness in her underwear and she was suddenly terrified that she might have an orgasm while standing in front of this woman she'd met only 5 minutes ago! "Thank you, let's sit down for a bit rather than standing to attention," Kerry said with a smile. Lucy kicked off her shoes onto the floor and sat on one end of the sofa with her knees up on the cushion and Kerry sat cross-legged near the middle, when she'd sat down her dress had ridden up a bit and when she crossed one leg over the other and sat back more a more of her thigh was on show. From her position on the seat, Lucy was facing Kerry side on and, even though she tried not to, she couldn't help peering down the top of Kerry's dress. Lucy was enjoying her unrestricted view of this gorgeous woman, Kerry's legs were almost entirely on show and her bra-less breasts were also ripe for her viewing pleasure. Lucy's sex drive was going ballistic at this point, she didn't dare move her legs in case it caused the material of her panties to move over her aching pussy and send her over the edge. Even as they made friendly conversation she could help mentally tearing the little black dress off this woman and fucking her, and herself, to wonderful orgasms. But then, mercifully, the women heard a car horn outside followed by a knock at the door. "Oh God, Oh God," Kerry was beside herself. "What am I going to do? What if he doesn't like my dress? What if he wants to go further than I do? And what if..." Lucy interrupted her, "Kerry stop! It's ok; it'll be ok, just answer the door and go have fun." Kerry half smiled back and quickly grabbed her coat and purse. "Ok I'm going, don't forget the baby monitor is on the table and there are DVDs in the drawer, my mobile phone number is underneath it, if there's any problems at all call me ok?" Kerry was breathless by the time she finished. After Lucy had responded positively to everything Kerry smiled, a beautiful smile that lit up her entire face, so much so that it took Lucy's breath away. "See you later, have fun," Lucy called after her. Kerry opened the door and said a quick hello to her date for the evening and with one last smile shot in Lucy's direction the door closed and she was gone. After watching the car leave with Kerry and her date inside Laura pulled the curtains together and leapt back onto the sofa. She wasted no time looking for DVDs or exploring the kitchen cupboards, there was only one thing on her agenda now. Her hands were quickly up and under her skirt, her left hand grabbed the panties, which were damp from her immense arousal, and pulled them down and off while her right hand went straight to her burning pussy. "MMMMM," Lucy moaned and her index and middle finger slipped inside her aching hole, she didn't start to fuck herself yet, she just pushed her two fingers into her pussy and enjoyed the moment. In her head there were images of Kerry racing through her mind. Kerry in her little black dress. She added her ring finger into her wet tunnel, loving the feeling of having her hole filled to capacity. She thought about Kerry's legs, her breasts, her hair, her neck, and her lips. In Lucy's fantasy she was kissing those lips, her tongue was in Kerry's mouth, tasting, licking, sucking her tongue. "OHH GOD" In her minds eye Lucy was sucking one of Kerry's tits, her tongue danced around the erect nipple causing the sexy older woman to shudder in excitement, the cute little black dress now lay on the floor, torn and ruined from the initial assault on Kerry's gorgeous body. Not to be out-done Kerry had ripped open Lucy's panties and shoved three fingers into that dripping cunt where, in reality Lucy's own fingers works. "OH FUCK, KERRY" Lucy writhed around on the sofa where, not 10 minutes ago, she and her new friend had chatted to politely to each other. Her fingers pounded inside her, she had never masturbated this vigorously, this violently before, but she had to do it, had to finish, she was too far past the point of no return. "MMMmmm FUCK Yeaaaahhhhh" Her orgasm was mind blowing, her pussy gripped her fingers hard and her whole body tensed up so much it hurt. "FUCK....OH..... Kerrrryy..." Her voice trailed off as her body slowly came back under her own control. She hadn't noticed but one she had one of her hands under her top holding one of her breasts. "Good god," she said to herself. "Wow, that kid of hers must be a hell of a heavy sleeper." She had been certain she would hear the soft crying of a disturbed child through the one-way baby intercom, but no such sounds of sobbing came. Lucy relaxed herself, her body was still sensitive and she thought better of setting herself off again. She slowly withdrew her fingers from her pussy, listening to the sound it made with her fingers coated in her juice making a slick, wet noise. She brought her other hand out from underneath her top, being careful to stay away from her over sensitive nipples. Eventually she cleaned herself up, her knickers were a lost cause and ended up in the bin, and went to make herself a drink and tried to decide how to spend the rest of the evening. *********** Lucy had eventually calmed herself down; she still felt a slight buzz after her wild orgasm. She couldn't remember ever feeling that level of euphoria before and it was down to the situation itself. Being turned on in somebody else's house had felt almost dangerous, as if there was a chance of being caught. Anything could've happened really, if Kerry had forgotten something and had come back for it while her trusted babysitter was splayed across her sofa, skirt around her waist and her glistening pussy housing three fingers for all to see. What if her date had come in too? Entering the house only to be greeted by a half naked 19 year old in the throws of a self-induced orgasm. Despite the fact that Lucy was thinking about these scenarios as reasons why she shouldn't have done it, she couldn't help feeling slightly turned on. She'd never thought about herself as an exhibitionist before but the idea of being caught violently fucking herself by a stranger was sort of appealing in its own way. Holding her hot cup of coffee, Lucy flicked through the vast array of Sky TV channels. "900 channels of fuck all," She said to the empty room. Rather than spend the evening watching the re-runs of every show there is she decided to look inside Kerry's DVD drawer. After placing her coffee on a coaster, Lucy knelt in front of the TV and opened the large drawer; it was the kind that was on runners so it only took a slight pull to open, probably so Callum could easily get in there without bothering his mummy. Looking in the DVD drawer Lucy saw why Callum would want easy access; there was a huge array of kids' films, including Bob the Builder, Thomas the Tank Engine, Toy Story and so on. Pulling the drawer out further there were a few grown up films, nothing spectacular; The Matrix, Batman Begins, Silent Hill and a few others like that. Lucy pulled the drawer out some more, obviously too hard, and it came out of its runners and dropped to the floor. "Shit!" Lucy said to herself. She started to lift the drawer back into its slot when she noticed a few DVD boxes at the back of the drawer space. Intrigued, Lucy pulled them out one by one and when she saw the covers of the DVD boxes she smiled and giggled to herself. "Kerry, Kerry, Kerry, what do we have here," Lucy said, as if she was admonishing Kerry for having these kinds of films. Lucy hadn't needed to look at the titles of the DVDs to know that she had found Kerry's porn collection. The pictures on the front told her all she needed to know. There were pictures of women totally naked and posing with dildos and vibrators. Another box had a man on the front with a massive erection, probably due to the woman who was knelt before him with the tip of his penis in her mouth. Another box labelled DP had a woman laying on top of a man with his dick buried in her pussy and another guy behind her with his cock buried in her arse. "Ouch," Lucy said to herself. "I bet she has trouble sitting down afterwards." She giggled again and put it to one side. There were a few boxes with this kind of hardcore sex. Lucy was getting slightly horny again, picturing Kerry screwing herself, on the same sofa as Lucy had used earlier, while watching this stuff. There were two other boxes without pictures on, Lucy opened one of them and fed it into the machine, curious about what might be on there. Sitting on the floor with her legs crossed Lucy pressed the play button and the machine whirred into life. What came on the TV was not what she expected. There were two very attractive girls sat on a bed kissing each other, it was all very slow and passionate and the camera zoomed in to show the girls' tongues caressing each other. The camera then dropped down and focused on their legs, both of the girls wore micro mini skirts which were more like belts and no underwear, one girl let her hand drop to the other girl's lap and began stroking her inner thigh. Of all the things Lucy had expected to be doing this evening, watching lesbian porn was not one of them. Her hand had found its way back under her own skirt and was gently copying the movements of the girl on the TV. Lucy was gently rocking to and fro and moaning to herself in a world of her own. At least she was in her own world until she heard a car engine outside and saw the duel white glows of headlamps through the curtain. She glanced up at the clock, surely Kerry wasn't home yet, she'd only been gone 45 minutes! Lucy sneaked a look through the curtains, the car outside was a taxi and, sure enough, Kerry was in the back seat reaching forward with something in her hand. Presumably she was paying the driver, but hadn't her date....Stewart picked her up in his car? Why was she retuning in a taxi only 45 minutes after leaving? Then Lucy left the window and quickly ejected the DVD out of the player and shoved it back in its box. The Babysitter Lucy heard the car door slam outside and quickly gathered up the porn DVDs, feeling incredibly guilty, like she had pried into something deeply personal. Just as she lifted the DVD drawer back onto its tracks she heard a child sobbing and realised Callum had been disturbed and needed her attention. She rammed the drawer into its slot and ran past the door and reached the upstairs landing just as the front door opened. Callum had stopped crying already so Lucy had time to compose herself before walking downstairs acting perfectly natural. "Oh, Kerry," she feigned her surprise. "I didn't realise you were home!" ************ They sat beside each other on the sofa with a glass of wine each, the bottle of Italian Asti sat on the table in case there was a tragic emergency of an empty glass. When Kerry entered the house after only 45 minutes of her date with Stewart, Lucy knew something had gone wrong. Her eyes gave it away, they were sad eyes, and when Lucy looked into those beautiful eyes she almost cried herself. She had the look of a woman who was fighting back her tears in the traditional 'stiff upper lip' English spirit. "Are you ok Kerry," (stupid question.) "I didn't think you'd be back for a couple of hours," Lucy said, genuinely concerned. "No, not really, just another man who thought a single mother would be an easy..." Kerry's voice trailed off as she forced the last words out. Her stiff upper lip failed at last and as Lucy walked towards her, arms open, a flood of tears soon trailed down her face. The two women hugged each taking comfort from their firm embrace. Kerry's head lay on Lucy's shoulder, moistening the soft material of Lucy's top, and her hair flopped against Lucy's arm tickling her skin. After a moment had passed by they slowly broke apart, Lucy's grasp a little more reluctantly loosened. It was Kerry who suggested the wine and now they sat together. Lucy felt awkward as she had to position herself in such a way so that her exposed pussy would not be in full view. Kerry couldn't seem to relax properly, she sat hunched forward with her legs crossed and her head slightly bowed, it was as if she felt ashamed, embarrassed even, and normally she'd want to be alone now. But there was something about Lucy that made her glad of the company. Besides if she were alone she would only have gone to bed and cried herself to sleep, no, she wanted Lucy to stay. When Kerry leaned forward to reach her drink the V neck section of the dress slightly parted, giving Lucy a side view of her entire left breast! She had to suppress a gasp and tried to remember she was supposed to be being supportive (of the tearful woman, not the breast.) Still, Lucy couldn't help feeling slightly pleased at the outcome of the date. Earlier she had thought about this man being with Kerry and it had sparked a deep sense of jealousy in her. It made her feel guilty, and she knew she shouldn't be so selfish, but it was a feeling that wouldn't go away. As they continued sipping their wine Kerry told Lucy about the date. As soon as the door closed behind them and they headed towards Stewart's car, Kerry had felt uneasy. He had taken her by the hand and at every opportunity he stared at Kerry's breasts. "I dressed nice to look alluring, but I didn't think I'd be ogled at the whole time! It was nice, well; it was flattering for a while. But it's hard to hold a conversation with the top of someone's head," Kerry explained. Lucy nodded, and then quickly peeked at the tits in question before she continued her story. When they were in his car heading for the restaurant Kerry had tried to engage him in conversation, asked him how he was, if he'd been to this place before, talked about the weather and so on. In response she got a lot of one word answers. Then, while they were waiting at some traffic lights, Stewart had leaned over and placed his hand on her exposed thigh saying how gorgeous she was, then the hand was gone and they were on their merry way again. "Seriously?" Lucy asked, amazed at the man's rudeness. "Seriously," Kerry affirmed. "What do you say in a situation like that? I just let it pass and thanked him for the compliment, really I should've just told him to 'fuck off' and got out but, I couldn't bring myself to do it." Kerry was shaking her head as if she should have known better. They had arrived at the restaurant shortly after and were quickly shown to their table for the evening. Kerry had attracted a fair bit of attention from some of the male patrons but she was far too shy to admit this to Lucy. Kerry had expected to be sitting at opposite ends of the small table but Stewart had insisted they sit side by side. The table was one of about five that were on a small raised platform towards the back corner of the restaurant. The light was soft and their table had a small lamp with a fancy lamp shade atop it giving just enough light. It was a romantic setting but, after they got comfortable, Stewart became less of a gentleman. As they were in the back corner of the room they were quite hidden from the other people in the place, Kerry couldn't help wondering if that was the very reason he had reserved this table in particular. The waiter had left the menus and while looking through the available dishes Kerry felt a hand on her knee. Stewart simply smiled at her as his hand slowly slid up her leg and gently stroked her thigh. "I told him to stop," Kerry told Lucy, as if defending herself. "Did he?" Lucy asked. "No, he just smiled and said, 'hey baby just relax, you know you like it.' Then his hand shot up my dress and he started trying to pull my knickers off!" Kerry blurted it out, sounding a bit like a child accusing someone of picking on them. "Oh my god," Lucy said. "What did you do?" "I just pushed his hand away and stood up but he still had a grip on my knickers and they just snapped!" Kerry was blushing and Lucy's mouth hung open. "My god, what then?" Lucy asked. "I ran, right out of the door," Kerry said. Her eyes were filling up again but she continued. "I wasn't frightened, just angry; I walked over to the payphone and called a taxi. I felt so embarrassed though, I felt like everyone knew I was bare down there," Kerry's eyes lowered indicating that she meant her pussy. "The taxi only took five minutes to pick me up, I kept looking around but I didn't see him. Then I just came home." She managed a weak smile before adding, "I just thought the sick bastard's still got my knickers!" She looked disgusted and Lucy didn't blame her. However Lucy hadn't let the fact that Kerry was now naked under that little dress pass her by. "Would you like me to go?" Lucy asked, hoping the answer would be negative. "No, stay with me for a while," Kerry said. "I don't want to be alone just yet, let's have another drink." "Sure," Lucy replied, feeling relieved and, for the first time in a long time, feeling wanted. Feeling needed. It gave her a slight buzz to feel that way. The two women carried on talking for a short while but Lucy could see that Kerry still felt really tense. She had said that she wanted Lucy's company but, for some reason, she still couldn't relax. "It's ok, everybody makes mistakes, it's his fault, not yours," Lucy's voice was soft, hushed even. She gently combed her fingers through Kerry's hair, brushing it back behind her ears. Then, with her palms, she went back to stroking but pressed on a little bit causing Kerry to push her head gently into Lucy's hand. "Why do men think that because I'm separated and have a kid that I'm some kind of slut, a whore that they don't have to pay, like because I'm a single mother I should be grateful for a cheap fuck," Kerry said, again holding back her tears in classic British style. "Shh, I don't know," Lucy said in her calming voice. "You're very beautiful and I guess guys are always gonna be after you, but just because one or two of them might think those things it doesn't mean they're right." Lucy's hands fell to Kerry's shoulders, gently massaging the tension out of her muscles. "I know you're right," Kerry said. Her voice was calmer now and she was enjoying the young woman's soothing touch. "It's just hard." "I know, but look at what happened tonight, you didn't act like a slut or anything, you got up and walked away, and then you came straight home!" Lucy felt like these words of wisdom needed to be drilled in. "If you really were like that you would have stayed with him. You should be proud of yourself, you could've lost your self-respect tonight but you held on to it!" "That's so sweet," Kerry said with a croaky voice. "Thank you, I'm so happy it was you who babysat for me and not my mum!" "I'm sure your mum would understand as well," Lucy said. "No, she would say 'now Kerry what do you expect to happen when you go out with men wearing that kind of dress.'" Kerry was giggling a little. Lucy smiled and said, "Would she make you get changed into trousers, a woolly jumper and sensible shoes?" Kerry was laughing now, "Yea and iron knickers to keep the naughty boys out!" Lucy said through giggles, "And a sign saying 'No Entry!' Trespassers will be de-cocked! " Both girls were in a fit of giggles now and, for a few seconds, Kerry forgot all about her terrible night with Stewart. Unfortunately this release of emotion, even though it was laughing, brought the tears back to her eyes. Kerry raised her hands to her eyes, as if she was hiding her sobs from the young girl who was slowly rubbing her neck and shoulders. Gradually Kerry's tears subsided and she focused on the feeling of being touched. Neither of the women spoke a word, the only sound were the occasional quiet groans of pleasure as Lucy massaged the tension away. She had moved behind Kerry on the sofa and now her breasts and stomach we pressed against Kerry's bare back. To accommodate her position she was knelt down with one knee either side of Kerry. Knowing that her breasts were only separated from Kerry's skin by a thin piece of material was making Lucy feel quite excited. As she rubbed the exposed shoulders and neck of her newest friend she began thinking about the current situation. Her own legs were apart with nothing covering up her most private area, her breasts pressed up against Kerry's sexy, and bare, back and Kerry herself wearing only the skimpy black dress with nothing beneath. It was making her hotter every moment. "How do you feel now?" Lucy asked. "Better now," Kerry replied dreamily and now totally relaxed. Her body had gone limp and she settled back against Lucy's young body. The 19 year old babysitter leant in close to her temporary employer, her head drooped down to the base of Kerry's neck, and her lips agonisingly close. Then Lucy went for it, her hands went to Kerry's shoulders and stroked down her arms and then pressed her firm young lips into her beautiful neck, sending a shiver through the older woman's body. Kerry knew she should protest but she felt powerless, even as Lucy continued kissing her neck and up toward her cheek and ear. Eventually she had the strength to at least look at the girl, she had to lean back and turn her body towards Lucy to see her, as she did she met the piercing blue eyes of her friend's daughter. She had meant to turn around and tell her to stop but Lucy wasn't going to give up. Just as Kerry's lips parted Lucy moved in and suddenly they were kissing and, to Kerry's surprise, her own impulses (or perhaps an inner desire) took over and kissed the young girl back. For a moment they shared their first kiss, and then Kerry came to her senses and pulled her lips away from Lucy's and leant aw ay. Her intention was to say 'no' but as she moved her head away Lucy's hands ran up her bare back, her neck then when they reached the back of her head she pulled Kerry back into their kiss. For a moment Kerry tried to pull away but then she couldn't help the fact that she was enjoying the experience. She allowed Lucy's tongue to part her own lips and enter her mouth; they tasted each other as their tongues clashed together. Lucy's hand trailed down the older woman's body, down until she felt the warm skin of Kerry's thigh, it was the feeling of being touched in such a sensitive place that brought Kerry back down to earth and she pulled away from the girl's lips. "Lucy I can't," Kerry couldn't deny that the feeling was amazing. Different, but amazing all the same. "It's ok," Lucy whispered, her lips were millimetres away from Kerry's ear. "Relax; let me make you feel better. Let me treat you the way you deserve." Lucy stroked her face gently then put a finger under Kerry's chin to bring them face to face again. Kerry's mind, and heart, was racing but her body was betraying her, she wanted to stop, but oh god she wanted to carry on and allow this experience to unfold. It's wrong, she told herself time and again, but if it was really wrong why did she like it? Lucy carried on kissing despite Kerry's mild protests; first she kissed around her ear, her cheek, right along her jaw line and back towards the corner of her mouth. Kerry couldn't help herself at this point, her walls were breaking down and she stopped thinking. All that mattered now was the moment, the feeling and it was so good. She turned back to Lucy again and this time it was Kerry who instigated a passionate kiss. This, finally, was the green light as far as Lucy was concerned, she felt the beautiful woman kiss her and a shiver ran through her body. Their kiss was becoming more passionate, more urgent now. Kerry's hands were in Lucy's hair, she combed her fingers through it and pulled the younger woman in closer as if trying to become one with her. For a moment she pulled away to catch her breath and to regain some kind of control over herself. The separation was short lived and soon they enthusiastically resumed their first real lesbian encounter. Now that Lucy was in no doubt that both of them wanted this to happen she once again let her hand drift down Kerry's body. She felt her way down to the exposed skin of Kerry's chest and slipped her hand inside the delicate fabric of the dress to take hold of an ample left breast. Kerry shivered at the young woman's touch, her body suddenly aching for further stimulation. It had been so long since she had felt desired, or even lusted for this way. She still struggled to believe any of this was happening although the growing warmth and moistness between her legs begged to differ. She wanted to speak, to say things to her new lover, but deep down she knew that the time for talking was done for now. Kerry was turned on in a way she had never been before, even her sexual relationship with Jason was no comparison. She didn't want to stop kissing; she kissed Lucy's lips, her cheeks, her neck and her fingertips. Lucy moved her hand away from Kerry's breast and began stroking the inside of her thigh instead. Even though Kerry knew what was coming she still shuddered and moaned when Lucy's fingers lightly brushed against the moist lips of her exposed pussy. Lucy was just as excited when she felt the moistness on her fingers, even more so when she felt Kerry's reaction to her touch. Lucy was in uncharted territory as far as she was concerned having never experienced this before, she trembled slightly as the adrenaline built but she wasn't going to stop now. Her hand closed over Kerry's wet lips and rubbed up and down, knowing from her solo experience how sensitive the area would be and how pleasurable it could be, but she didn't allow any fingers to slip inside those lips just yet, choosing to tease the sensitive area first, building up the tension until her lusty partner could take it no longer, until she begged to be fucked to a thunderous orgasm. Kerry was breathing deeply, she felt Lucy's soft touch around her most private area. She slightly lifted her left knee as the fingers probed and stroked under the little dress. No man had ever touched her so gently or teased her so exquisitely; it wasn't just the feeling of being touched, it wasn't even the feeling of Lucy's soft tongue probing her mouth. It was the whole scene itself; she was having an incredibly erotic experience with a beautiful 19 year old babysitter, it was like she was in a scene from her secret and very private DVD collection. Lucy broke the kiss and then broke the silence, "Are you still OK with this?" "I've never...I mean yeah it feels good, really good...but I've never done this before, I mean...I have done it of course just never with...y'know...with a girl," Kerry was rambling and she knew it. The fact was that she had become worried. She'd worried during sex all the time, scared of doing something wrong and letting her partner down. "It's OK," Lucy said, her soft voice almost becoming a whisper. "I'll take care of you. All you need to do is lay back and relax." Kerry leant against the back of the sofa and half closed her eyes, focused simply on the experience and nothing more. Lucy reached around her neck to undo the clasp and, after a bit of fiddling, pulled down the top of the dress and fully exposed the beautiful breasts she'd been thinking about all night. Lucy had been on her knees on the sofa for a long time and they had started to ache so she moved her right leg out from under her and placed her bare foot on the floor, while she was getting more comfortable Kerry moved as well so her left leg was on the floor and her right leg up on the sofa. This movement caused the dress to ride further up her thighs so only a tiny part of it covered her bare pussy. Lucy accommodated by leaving her left leg under her and putting the right one over Kerry's so now she straddled her right knee. They had giggled while trying to sort their legs out and get comfy; it was harder than it ought to have been, mostly because of the alcohol making its devious way up to the girls' minds. It was now, after they eventually settled, that Kerry realized that Lucy was going commando as well as she was. She felt the younger woman's moist pussy on her leg; just above her right knee. The feeling of Kerry's warm skin on her cunt added hugely to Lucy's own arousal and before long her juices were moistening Kerry's leg. Lucy sat with her back straight for a moment, just enjoying the feeling of skin on pussy, and then she relaxed and brought her head down to Kerry's level and planted another hard kiss on those smiling lips. They parted with a little smooching sound after the brief, but intense, kiss. Lucy rose slightly and put her hands down flat against the arm rest on the sofa to brace herself and then, literally, slid her pussy down Kerry's leg and rested it on her knee. She resisted the urge to keep sliding up and down for the moment because her movement had left her head over Kerry's bare chest. Without another thought she brought her lips down to her right breast and ever so slowly teased the erect pink nipple with her tongue. The feeling of Kerry's hands stroking the back of her head told Lucy that she was doing a good job, sometimes she heard Kerry gasp or felt her shiver when she took the sensitive nipple in her mouth and gently sucked, licked and very softly grazed her teeth along it. Then Lucy set about giving the same treatment to the other breast. Kerry was enjoying herself so much, she had never experienced this much foreplay for a start. She had learned through her own experiences, and the experiences of her friends, that a lot of men could be quite selfish. There were exceptions of course but the impression she got was that some men thought a quick kiss, brief tit fondling and a quick pussy rub followed by a minute and a half of penetration was all that was needed to turn a woman on to the maximum. And they wonder why their girlfriends either don't have orgasms or just fake them! The Babysitter This was a whole new way of making love, it wasn't about fucking your partner, its was about eroticism, it was fully exploring a persons body to find out where their most erogenous places were and paying proper attention to each of them, and right now Lucy the babysitter, daughter of her friend from down the street, had her warm mouth and soft tongue on her amazingly sensitive breast. Kerry decided that life was pretty good in this moment! Unable to resist the temptation any longer Lucy started to slide up and down Kerry's leg, softly humping her knee. In order to enhance the experience for her, Kerry slightly raised her right knee, the extra 'bump' causing Lucy's pussy lips to part a little when she slide over it. Lucy was still going from tit to tit while softly gliding over Kerry's knee, her licks and sucks were getting a little wilder as her arousal grew and grew. Kerry could tell that Lucy was closing in on an orgasm and decided to go a little further; beginning with fondling the small breasts through Lucy's little white tank top, even through the material she could feel the hardened nipples upon the small mounds. Kerry was tingling all over, loving actually being aroused but also the thrill of knowing that she was arousing Lucy as well, the moisture on her leg from her pussy and the feel of the two erect nipples left her in no doubt of that. "Mmmmm," Lucy was feeling her orgasm building up inside her and it was going to be a big one, she was certain of that. Her body took over and her hips bucked against Kerry's knee, she raised her self up from the breasts she had been toying and put her hands on Kerry's shoulders, bracing herself against them to hold her steady while she increased her speed. Kerry looked up at the teenager who now leant over her, there was such passion, such lust in her eyes. Lucy's head lolled down and soon her face was inches away from Kerry's, they stared blissfully into each others eyes as their love making rapidly came towards its first climax. When Kerry put her hands under Lucy's little top and massaged her breasts, with her thumbs rubbing the incredibly sensitive nipples, and then, just for good measure, raised her knee up further into Lucy's groin, the orgasm that had been building up in her slender young body finally began to break. Lucy quickly moved a hand away from Kerry's shoulder and put in in-between her own legs, she stop rocking against the leg that had given her so much pleasure and instead parted the lips of her vagina and rubbed vigorously at her erect clitoris. That was the last straw. It started with a tingling in her legs, arms and stomach which spread over her body leaving a feeling of warmth in its wake. Then she felt as if she was falling from a great height, like going over a huge drop on a rollercoaster, her body was suddenly rigid and the tingling returned but this time is was between her legs. "OOhhhh, Mmmmm," Lucy cried out involuntarily. She felt like she burst open, her pussy tingled and leaked its juices onto Kerry's already soaking leg and waves warm of energy shot through her body. Her body eventually started to feel heavy and she fell into Kerry's arms. Kerry held her as the final waves of pleasure ran through her body, and when it was over Lucy raised her head just high enough to allow their lips to meet. They held each other and their body's relaxed as they shared a soft kiss, afterwards they just looked into each others eyes, they were both relaxed, they were both comfortable and they were both smiling. Kerry shivered with excitement after Lucy broke the silence. "Your turn," she whispered into Kerry's ear. Just as Lucy moved in to kiss her once again they heard a soft crying sound coming from the baby monitor. "Oh Callum, of all the times to interrupt your mummy," said Kerry. Lucy could see that Kerry was disappointed to leave her, even for a moment. "It's ok," Lucy said as she raised herself off of Kerry's leg. "I'll be waiting for you." "I shouldn't be long, he normally sleeps straight through," Kerry said apologetically. Lucy sat back and smiled while she watched Kerry sort herself out, when she stood up her dress almost fell to the floor but she caught it in time and hurriedly fastened the clasp at the back and pulled her skirt down over her bum as she walked away. "Kerry," Lucy said as she watched. "Why don't you get out of that dress when Callum's settled? I'd hate to be responsible for damaging such a pretty dress." A wicked grin played across her lips. When Kerry entered her son's room she immediately saw the problem, he had managed to kick his covers off and his dummy had found its way onto the floor. She quickly retrieved the dummy and rinsed it off under the tap in the bathroom before returning it to its rightful place. His needs satisfied, Callum drifted off to sleep again, freeing his mother to go and have her needs satisfied. Kerry went back to the bathroom and stripped out of the little black dress, there were butterflies in her stomach again and she didn't have enough bravery to walk downstairs naked. Instead she wiped herself down with a towel, suddenly self conscious about the stickiness between her legs. As she cleaned herself up she caught a glimpse of the moisture on her thigh and knee, it wasn't hers of course, it had leaked out of Lucy's pussy when she grinded against her. As if amazed by the glistening substance she reached down and touched it then brought her hand up to examine it more closely. She knew what she wanted to do, but if she did it would that make her dirty? Well, considering what she had already done tonight, she decided that it would be ok, so she gathered up more of the juice from her leg onto her fingers and quickly put them in her mouth. "Are you ok?" Lucy softly called. "Yeah sorry, I'll be right there," Kerry replied, still tasting the girl's sweet juice on her tongue. Kerry quickly finished cleaning herself off and grabbed her bathrobe, then she threw the bathrobe away and instead got her gold satin robe. It came down to her ankles and clung to her body; she loosely fastened it in the middle and checked herself in the big mirror. She looked a mixture of sexy and slutty, which suited her mood perfectly. Then she took a deep breath and headed back downstairs. Despite her deep breathing, the sight that she saw when she entered the living room still took her breath away. Lucy was leant against the wall staring at her, she was completely naked. She stood on one foot because the other one was up on the arm of a chair. Kerry was frozen on the spot and was unable to take her eyes off the young beauty that stood before her, and her gaze fell to Lucy's pussy that was accommodating three of her fingers. Lucy continued watching Kerry, taking in the gorgeous figure, as she gently pumped her fingers inside herself. Then she stopped and removed her hand from her groin and lowered her leg, she walked slowly towards Kerry who still seemed to be under a spell. Finally they stood toe to toe. Lucy looked up into Kerry's eyes and smiled. Kerry smiled back as she felt Lucy begin to undo the front of her delicate nightgown. Once it was undone Lucy brought her lips up to Kerry's and, as they slowly kissed each other Kerry shrugged off the silky robe and both women stood naked in the living room, oblivious to anything else in the world other than each other's soft, warm touch. Lucy took Kerry by the hand and led her back to the sofa. That piece of furniture had seen plenty of action tonight and, Lucy thought with a smile, they were far from finished! Once they were in front of the sofa Lucy put her hands on Kerry's shoulders and eased her down onto the seat. When Kerry sat back Lucy leaned in close and, with her lips almost touching her ear, whispered seductively, "Now just relax and let me take care of you." Kerry nodded and leant back, her heart was thumping so much she could barely hear Lucy's whispers. She felt more vulnerable and exposed then ever before, this feeling grew as Lucy stood back and studied her naked body, she could feel the girl's eyes on her. What surprised her was that she didn't attempt to cover herself up, her arms were down by her sides and her legs were slightly apart. While Lucy stood in front of her, Kerry took the opportunity to examine the pretty young thing that had given her so much pleasure already. Her slender figure, her cute breasts and, of course, the glistening moisture that sat on a hairless pussy. Kerry had shaved herself down there this morning; just in case she had been swept off her feet by her date tonight, funny how things can turn out! Finally Lucy stepped forward, she bent down and put her hands on Kerry's knees and gently eased them apart and stepped into the space she had created and knelt down. The sofa was pretty low to the ground so on her knees Lucy was just below eye level to Kerry. Lucy could tell how nervous Kerry was feeling, so far she'd managed to hide her own apprehension about their experience but, in truth, now that Lucy had this beautiful blonde woman in front of her and she was tasked with bringing this person to a climax similar to the two she herself had experienced tonight, she felt shakier than ever. Up to now it had all come fairly natural to her and she was certain that Kerry had no idea that this was her very first sexual experience. Lucy decided that, rather than guessing what Kerry might need in order to peak, she would do things that she herself would like. She began by kissing around Kerry's knee and slowly made her way further up the sexy long leg. Kerry's chest still thumped away, even more so as she felt Lucy's soft lips making their way along the inside of her left leg. Kerry's breathing became more ragged and shallow as Lucy got to her inner thigh, now the girl was licking as well as kissing the soft skin of her upper leg. As she got closer to the special spot between her legs, Kerry closed her eyes and soon she could feel Lucy's warm breath on the sensitive lips of her vagina. Now faced with the sweet smelling, and highly lubricated pussy, Lucy resisted the urge to dive straight in and, instead, planted a firm wet kiss just above the juicy lips. "Mmmmm," Kerry moaned. She surprised herself as she was never usually vocal during sex, but this wasn't a usual kind sex. Lucy was pleased that what she was doing was going down well and another kiss in that area got a similar response. Despite the position they were in and where Lucy's head was, Kerry had to idea what the other woman's intentions were. She had a secret collection of lesbian/bi-sexual pornography and, more often than not, the women would end up performing oral sex on each other. When she and Lucy had begun their 'lesbian encounter' however, she had not expected it to come this far. She had performed oral sex for Jason but had never actually received it in return. Experiencing so many new things at one time was a mixture of fear and excitement as well as feeling extremely erotic. Lucy was enjoying teasing Kerry; she would drag her tongue right along her inner thigh and stop just short of that moist area. Then she placed her tongue just above those pussy lips and lick all the way up to Kerry's navel. Now, Lucy thought, it's time to go to the next level, with that thought in her mind she again brought her face closer to Kerry's excited opening. With the tip of her tongue she delicately licked around Kerry's pussy, she didn't dive straight inside the naked woman's body; instead she ran her tongue up and down the slick slit, adding a little more pressure each time. Slowly she worked her tongue between the lips and was soon lapping at the pussy like she'd been doing it all her life. "OOhhhh Lucy," Kerry's entire body was reacting to the gentle intrusion of her pussy; her legs quivered and she felt something like little spasms in her stomach, she had never even dreamed this level of arousal even existed before these last few moments. Her cunt was getting wetter and wetter and every time Lucy's tongue came near to her erect clitoris Kerry couldn't help gasping. The sexuality of it all was so exquisite, her mind was racing, her heart was thumping, her pussy throbbed and her senses were overflowing and overloading with sexual energy, she knew an orgasm wouldn't be too far away. Lucy was also enjoying herself immensely, every time Kerry moaned or shivered it sent a thrill right through her because she was doing this to her. It was her actions that were giving Kerry such intense pleasure, she felt bolder and her nervousness had fallen away. She could tell that Kerry was close and she wanted to push her right over the edge, her tongue technique was good but she needed more. She withdrew her tongue for a moment and used her forefinger to gently stroke the engorged clitoris, the second she touched it Kerry shivered and moaned louder than before. Lucy was satisfied with this response but decided a softer touch was required there so she trailed her fingers down Kerry's slit and positioned them at the wet entrance to her writhing lover. Kerry felt Lucy's fingertips around her hole and instinctively braced herself for what was bound to happen next. She cupped her breasts, rubbing her pink nipples, unable to keep her hands still. Then it happened. Lucy penetrated her pussy with what felt like two or more fingers which seemed like more than enough to fill her up. The two digits went further and further into her body until they were as far in as Lucy could get them, then she withdrew them slowly all the way back out again. Next time three fingers were introduced, the added thickness made Kerry gasp, her body was tingling and the gentle fucking was dragging her to climax. Lucy didn't add any more fingers in case it hurt; instead she picked up the pace with each penetration. Lucy's fingers were sliding in and out of Kerry's slick hole quicker now and each time they did she gasped and moaned. Kerry had stopped massaging her breasts and now her hands were on her head combing through her now bedraggled hair. "OOHHHH," Kerry's voice was rising, clearly oblivious to her sleeping child upstairs. She felt as if she would float away, however, when she suddenly felt Lucy's tongue on her highly sensitive clitoris; she soon came crashing back down to earth. "Ohhh my GOD! FUCK." Kerry's pussy gripped Lucy's fingers and, even though Lucy knew she'd done enough, she kept on licking that sweet clitoris and fucking the hole that was quickly releasing more and more moisture, it served only to further lubricate Lucy's fingers so she still persisted in her full frontal assault on the burning pussy. "OOOH LUCY, MY..." Kerry's grasp on the English language was rapidly fading. Kerry felt like a hot wave had slammed into her body, her muscled tightened and she squeezed her eyes closed. Her skin tingled and her senses were unbelievable sharp. The feelings subsided but only for moments, Lucy's continued stimulation was bringing her quickly to another peak and once again her muscles tensed as the second wave hit her. Lucy had taken her fingers away from the dripping pussy, unable to continue because Kerry had become so tense down there, she didn't stop licking and sucking on the clitoris but she did slow her movements. She wanted to prolong the beautiful blonde's climax as much as possible but Lucy felt the strain and her muscles were slowly tiring as the adrenaline seeped out of her system. Kerry felt like she'd spent a full day at the gym working out, her body still tingled and in a way she still wanted more but, for tonight at least, her body had run its race. Lucy raised her head up from in-between Kerry's thighs and the two exhausted women looked into each others eyes and shared a wonderful, contented smile. Kerry leant towards Lucy and they shared a kiss, it was a different kind of kiss than before though. They stroked each others hair and embraced. Kerry could taste her own wetness on Lucy's lips but it didn't repulse her as it might do some other women, although she wouldn't imagine that she'd do this part with a man. But, after all, this had been a night of new things. "You're Mum will be wondering where you are," Kerry said regretfully, not wanting to part with her sweet lover just yet. "No, I called her when you went upstairs to check on Callum and to um, get changed, I told her that we were getting on really well and that I wanted to stay over to watch some DVDs and have some wine," said Lucy. "I hate that you had to lie to her," Kerry replied shaking her head. "I know, maybe I should have said that I wanted to stay here so I could lick your pussy," Lucy giggled at first and when Kerry joined in they both laughed for a while before embracing each other again. Later that night after cleaning themselves up by taking a quick shower together they both went into Kerry's bedroom. They lay naked under the covers and talked and kissed and hugged until finally, while still embraced and still smiling, they slept. [If you enjoyed the story please remember to submit a vote for it and I'll welcome your feedback. Thank you for reading] The Babysitter As I watched the girl eat, I wondered what a pussy tasted like. I decided to find out and withdrew my finger and put it in my mouth. The salty, acidic taste and smell really got me going. My pussy throbbed and my little nipples became harder than ever. I put my hand back down and really started pinching my clit and fingering my cunt and lips hard. The one girl being eaten suddenly bucked her hips against the other's face. I bucked my hips into the air and stuck my tongue out, licking the air, pretending I was licking a pussy. I collapsed on the couch and blushed, instictively covering my parts as I notice Jessica standing there looking at me with a funny look on her face. I was too embarrased to even say something and just hung my head in shame. "What do you think you doing, Dianne?" Jessica demanded. I was too frightened to say anything. "Where did you get that tape?" I started to pout. She grabbed my hair and lifted my head up. Some tears were forming in my eyes. "Where did you get that tape? Answer me!" I started to cry and blurted out, "From your dresser drawer. I'm sorry. I really am. I'm sorry. Please don't tell my mom, Jessica, please. I'll do anything. I'm sorry." "I'll teach you to go through my dresser," she shouted and, throwing down her purse, lifted me up, sat on the couch, and laid me face down over her lap. The first crack of her hand against my naked bum hurt. She kept wailing at me and my ass stung. I cried like I had never cried before. Here I was 21, being spanked for misbehaving. After about 20 or so hits, she stopped. My ass stung and pulsated from the beating. She lay her hand on my cheeks and squeezed and rubbed. The pain intesified and then died down from her carressing. "I'm not going to tell your folks, but you WILL be punished!" She commanded me to kneel on the floor, facing the couch, with my eyes closed and head down. I was not to look up until she told me to. She said she was going to check on Leanne and would be back to give more punishment. I knelt there and sobbed. I felt that I couldn't take any more of her spanking, but I was too afraid and ashamed to do anything. Shorty, I heard her come back and she sat down on the couch in front of me. She told me to open my eyes and look up. I freaked out when I saw her sitting there, naked with her legs spread. I started to back away but she grabbed my head and pulled it against her cunt. My nose slammed into her hairy pubic area and she screamed at me to eat her pussy. I cried "No," and tried to pull away but the rap of her hand against the side of my head told me otherwise. The smell of her cunt got to me and I started to lick it. Soon I was sucking, licking, and slurping her lips, clit, and hole. Her pussy juice tasted so good. She humped my face and quickly came. A big splash of cum hit my face and she cried as I felt her cunt throb with her orgasm. She pulled me up and we started kissing as our cunts, bellies, and boobs rubbed together. She slipped a finger into my wet hole and fucked me with it while pinching my clit hard. I soon had a powerful orgasm and shot cum all over her stomach, thighs, and the couch. We necked more passionately and Jessica whispered, "You're a bad girl, Dianne." Well, Diary, I have to finish now. Just had to write this down, not only to remeber it but also to kill time. I was supposed to be over at Jessica's 15 minutes ago, and now I'm late. I'm supposed to help her with some housework. I guess that when I get there I'll have to take off my clothes and have sex with her as my punishment. I love being bad. It feels so good. The Babysitter Catherine Walker slid out of her car, dragging her full laptop case, messenger bag, and file folders across the front seat with her. Juggling the load with practiced movements, she managed to open the door without dropping any of them. Her day at the store had taken a turn for the worse. With the flu going around, she had stepped into the sales floor position at the boutique she managed, barely able to keep up with that in addition to her supervisory responsibilities. The added paperwork made this daily re-entry to her house just a bit more difficult. Closing the door with a kick, she used the same movement to step out of her high-heeled shoes. When she turned into the kitchen, a small force barreled into her, making her drop the carefully balanced files and spreading the papers onto the linoleum. "Mom, guess what I did! Miss Jenny and Brent let me have gum and a candy cane!" Cat's son, a 5-year-old reason for grey hair, seemed to not breathe through his speech. "And we went to McDonald's and I had chocolate milk and then we went to the store and I got to see the fish and they let me play video games and I want a new game..." Cat sighed. "I know, honey." Setting her bags on the counter, Cat pushed her curly hair out of her eyes and smiled slightly at Jenny, her babysitter, who sat at the kitchen table. "And now I'm gonna go play downstairs, Mom. Come play with me!" "In a minute, buddy. I'm just going to talk to Miss Jenny a minute." Cat heard the feet thundering down the stairs moments later. "Thanks for taking him to McDonalds, Jenny, but I usually try to avoid the chocolate and sugar. I'm sure you can see why." Jenny laughed. "Yeah, I didn't think he could get anymore hyper! I'll definitely be watching his snacks a little better from now on. He almost wore Brent out." Cat nodded with a chuckle. "Yeah, he does that." Cat started to take her wallet out. "Um, could I borrow a book? We were looking for movies earlier and I saw one on your bookshelf that I've wanted to read." Jenny looked over Brent, who smiled enigmatically. Cat shook her head at her own snap analysis. She must have been reading too much into their expressions. Being rather close in age- only 6 years apart- it made sense that Cat and Jenny would have similar tastes in books. Perhaps they found it funny that Cat, so straight-laced and professional, would read the serial romance novels. "Yeah, that's fine. We'll go look and maybe you can borrow a couple good ones." Jenny seemed to stifle a laugh. "I bet we'll find some good ones." Cat led the way to her bedroom, asking questions about what movie they chose and how Jenny's classes were going. Upon entering her room, Cat noticed a few things out of place. Three framed pictures lay on her bed, disturbed from the usual place on the bookshelf. She felt light-headed. "Thought you hid them pretty well, huh?" Jenny's question was laced with intent. Cat regained her composure. "You can understand why. I have children. I hardly want them to run across them." Jenny ran her finger down the spines of Cat's erotica collection. "Bondage on a Budget. Exit to Eden. Yes, Sir. Herotica. Taboo." Selecting 'Love at First Sting', Jenny turned back around. "Cat, are you a freak?" Cat lifted her chin. "Yeah, I am." Jenny laughed. "That is so cool." Brent joined in. "I told you so, Jen. I called it." His position in the door seemed imposing, his arms crossed over his chest. The menace in his posture belied the wide smile on his face. Cat was surprised into her own laughter. "What are you talking about?" "Brent is really good at reading people. It's annoying sometimes. But he bet me you were kinky even before the first time we came over here." Jenny bounced a little, an odd reaction for a girl who easily stood at 5'8". "Can we get coffee or something and talk about it sometime? I have so many questions for you!" Cat relaxed. "Yeah, absolutely." After paying Jenny and changing from her work clothes, Cat played with her son, laughing about the strange reaction. *** "Okay. Wow, where do I start? I have so many things to ask, it's ridiculous." Jenny sat at the small table across from Cat. The remains of dessert and drinks sat between them. The restaurant was busy and loud, perfect for drowning the topic of conversation. "Well, we better make it short for Brent's sake. Are you sure he'll be okay? At the house by himself seems to be harsh initiation. You know how Carson gets." Cat drummed her naturally long nails on the table. She dressed in a way that whispered class. Jenny laughed. "No, they have fun together. And after bedtime is hardly stressful for daycare. But, yeah, I'll make it quick." Jenny pulled index cards out of her back pocket, surprising Cat into loud laughter. "Are you kidding me? You made notes?" Jenny shrugged. "It works for my classes; I figured it might for this too." Still laughing, Cat made a motion for her to continue. "Okay, first, when did you get into all that?" Cat took a quick drink to calm her. Her wine helped relax her, smooth and tart. "I was pretty young. Young enough that I didn't know better when guys were really dominant. I was trained before I realized it, then I wanted more so I found someone who trained me as a slave." "Wow, really? What do you mean?" "I'm position-trained, my orgasms were controlled, and I was trained to respond to certain touches, toys, and feelings." Cat toyed with the stem of her third wine glass, unable to meet Jenny's eyes. She knew her cheeks were already burning with the intake of alcohol, and she prayed it wouldn't get obviously worse with the topic. Jenny seemed to think for a moment. "Okay, so you're a slave?" Cat shook her head. "No, I don't have the right temperament to be a real slave. I am too independent in my daily life to submit twenty-four hours a day." Taking a sip of wine, she continued, "I'm just a submissive who went through the training as a slave for the experience. I am something of an experience junkie." "How did you know you wanted to be submissive?" Jenny seemed a little hesitant to ask this question, leading Cat to the conclusion that Jenny felt turned on by the concept of submitting. "Actually for me it was very natural. My first time was with a very dominant man and I seemed to attract men who were similar. It took me quite a while to realize it, though, and at that point I found it was so natural to me to submit I became completely turned off by the opportunity I once had to dominate. Even now, years after my last relationship with that dynamic, I can't even consider being the dominant partner. It feels so unnatural." Cat shrugged, having explained the situation as well as she could. "Well, but are you turned on by it? It doesn't seem like it would be very fun to just do what someone tells you they want. What does it do for you?" Jenny leaned forward, letting Cat take in the bright eyes usually accompanying an alcohol buzz. Cat smiled, a little secretive. "Actually with the extent I trained, it's the only way I can really get pleasure: by giving it. The orgasm control is the most frustrating. Two things have to be present, no matter what, for me to be able to get off. And it's not something I find easily." Jenny leaned closer. Her eyes opened wider. "Will you tell me?" Cat toyed with her glass, not looking up. "No. That's a little too personal." The younger girl shrugged. "Okay. Well, at least you can get yourself off, then." Cat felt her face heat more, signifying her blush. She heard Jenny gasp. "You can, can't you?" Cat shook her head. "Oh my God. How long has it been?" "A little over a year." Cat's voice was small, but carried well enough for Jenny to hear it. You haven't cum in over a year?!?" Jenny's shriek drew laughter and incredulous looks from the other tables. Cat bit her lower lip and closed her eyes in shame. "Sorry." Jenny lowered her voice. "I can't even imagine that." Cat shrugged. "You live without it. I mean, I enjoy myself; it just tends to build up until I forget about it. It's fine." Jenny sat back in her seat. "You're amazing. I couldn't do that. Being trained so I couldn't even masturbate-" she drew more looks from other tables, particularly the frat boy-types at the table next to theirs- "sounds horrible and unnecessary." "Well, it's the mental side of sex. I mean, psychologically, the power to control someone so completely must be a heady feeling. Guys like to feel powerful and there's not much more power than to control another human. It's understandable." Cat again shrugged, her fingers tapping at the table. "You like that, though, don't you? I could see you being really into the mental stuff. You know, like being blindfolded and Pavlov-ed into things, right?" Cat laughed. "That's a great way to put it; it's exactly like training animals. And yeah, the mental side does turn me on much faster than just the physical." "Oh, me too!" gushed Jenny. "Brent talks. I can't get over how hot it is when he talks dirty to me." Cat adjusted slightly on her chair. "Really? He does? Like what?" Jenny noticed Cat's movement, watching her lean closer to the table. Smiling slightly with the knowledge, Jenny leaned in. "He tells me how he's going to fuck me. And he calls me-" Jenny watched Cat lean even closer- "names like bitch or cunt or slut. It's so crazy when he does it." Cat took a deep breath. "Yeah, that would be hot." She leaned back in her chair. She stared down at her plate, her teeth closed on her lower lip again. "It's even better if he does it when he's fucking my ass." Jenny watched the reaction as Cat's muscles all seemed to tense simultaneously. "Or pulling my hair. Or choking me." Her smile grew with each obvious reaction. She leaned closer, beckoning Cat to lean in also. "But the best time we had lately? Was when he let me take charge once." Cat stood up so fast, people around them started. "Sorry. I really need to use the bathroom." She gave a nervous-sounding laugh. "Too much wine." Jenny watched her walk away slowly, like she needed to concentrate on her steps. Taking out her cell phone, she sent a quick text message to Brent. 'I got her.' *** Cat juggled the bags and papers another night the next week. Going through the ritual, she smiled at Jenny and Brent where they sat on the couch. "Hey, guys, thanks. That meeting went a lot later than I expected." Cat faltered when she saw the winning grin on Brent's face. Jenny stood up, straightening her shirt. "That's totally fine, Cat. I got some studying done and Carson's in bed. We just popped in a movie. I got kind of into it. Would you mind if we stuck around to finish it?" "Oh, no, that's okay. I'm just going to go change and grab something to eat and I'll join you. What are you watching?" Cat moved to a position where she could see the screen. The shot was paused, frozen on a scene she was extremely familiar with. The movie had been on the same shelf as her books. Cat felt herself tense, could hear her breathing shallow, and heard the small giggle come from Jenny behind her. "You don't mind, do you? I was still curious after our talk." Jenny's voice sounded innocent. Cat shook her head, her throat unable to open in allowance for words. She left the room, on auto-pilot to her own bedroom. She changed quickly into some comfortable yoga pants and a t-shirt. She stood at her window for a moment, staring out over the snow-covered yard. She'd had no idea, when she hired Jenny to baby-sit, that all this would come back to her. It had been sixteen months since her last session with the dominant she was in relationship with. It still hurt to know that her status as a mother had destroyed the status she had held as his submissive. Since then Cat had buried those needs as much as she possibly could. She began to feel proud that her knowledge might be helping another young woman discover her own nature. She recalled the feeling of her first training sessions: the vulnerability, the sense of shock when she was forced by pain to do something he wished, the pride of doing it right finally. There were so many emotions tied to those memories, things she wished fleetingly that she could experience again. Things like his voice, the deep baritone with just a hint of raspy quality left from his few years as a bartender, the words he would say to her, and most of all, the memory Jenny had invoked with her mention of names. Cat closed her eyes and remembered the sound of him commanding her. "Cunt, kneel." Like reflex, Cat folded gracefully to her knees before the window, her hands clasped behind her back, shoulders back, chin up proudly. After a moment of blind terror, Cat's eyes widened as she realized the voice had been audible. Immediately after her realization, she heard the gleeful laughter coming from her doorway. She turned, breaking her position and putting her back to the wall. Brent leaned against the door jamb, a smile on his lips. Jenny bounced a little behind him. "I can't believe that worked!" she squealed. "I was so sure it wouldn't." "Oh, I knew it would", Brent said quietly, in that same voice. It was lower than Cat knew it to be normally, and held a smooth cockiness. Cat chuckled nervously. "Silly reflex. I was just so lost in thought. Pretty funny, huh?" Jenny came into the room and sat on Cat's bed. "Actually I was so excited by our conversation; I wanted to do some research. I mean, I didn't ask you much about position-training and stuff, so I looked it up online. And the funniest thing happened." She got up off the bed, pacing as she monologued. "I ran across this blog. It talked all about what I wanted to know, which was perfect. But then I found something interesting. The submissive in the entries sounded awfully familiar." Cat could feel her face begin to heat. What were the chances? "I read some of the stuff to Brent. The guy was a really good writer, by the way. It read almost like fiction." Jenny pulled a piece of paper from her pocket and began to read. "'Tangling fingers in my pet's brunette curls is very near to the most effective way to move her. She will only let it pull to the point of tightness, never hard enough for her hair to begin breaking. She moves with grace even then, under that pressure, proving her hidden passion. Tonight I talk to her about it while pulling her hair to inspire her technique. Her mouth on my cock never fails to inspire me, after all, as these entries prove.'" Jenny looked back to Cat. "Do you know, he described things in such detail that we might know your body better than you do now?" A low moan welled out of Cat. She lowered her eyes to stare at the carpet in front of her. She heard Jenny move closer. Squatting next to Cat, Jenny's lips were next to her ear. "My favorite one was where you described your fantasies." Cat gasped, her eyes closing. "Do you want it? Do you really?" Jenny asked, her voice sounding excited with the anticipation. Cat hardly dared answer. Three loud footsteps and Cat felt her hair being gripped. With a surprised squeak, she struggled to stand to avoid the pain of her hair being pulled. "Answer her, bitch. Or I'll make you. And if you lie, I will make you hurt." Brent's voice was calm and insistent. Jenny stood also, moving closer to Cat to allow her body to brush against the others. "What do you say, Cat? You want a woman to dominate you? You want a couple to take charge?" Cat opened her eyes, looking up at the ceiling. "Y-y-yes." Brent released her immediately. "Strip", he commanded. Cat obeyed slowly. A sharp slap to her ass spurred her. She turned, naked, nervously crossing her arms over her breasts. Brent moved behind her and Jenny snickered. "Oh, look, honey, she's trying to hide her wrists." Cat's hips swayed slightly as she felt her pussy pulse lightly. Brent's hands took her wrists, bringing them above her head before getting a better, tighter grip. As his fingers closed tighter, Cat's eyes fluttered shut. Over her panting breath, she heard Jenny comment, "I wish we had some cuffs. That would be so nice." Cat felt fingers tracing over the shaved skin of her pussy. "Spread your legs, little cunt. I want to feel how tight a year would make you." Cat released a small cry as she did as directed. Jenny's fingers slipped over her clit to her wet hole. One finger went in easily but had Cat begging for more in just a couple strokes. Jenny added another finger, reveling in the keening moans escaping Cat's lips. With a smile at her fiancé, Jenny said, "I want to make her cum. Fast." Brent nodded and pushed Cat toward the bed, his hands still at her wrists. She heard the flurry of clothes and Jenny got on the bed, her ass on Cat's pillow. "Over here, slut", Jenny commanded with a giggle. Finding herself released, Cat struggled for a moment before crawling up the mattress to Jenny. "Hands under the pillow." As Cat obeyed, she realized where the position put her. Jenny grabbed Cat's hair, pulling her into her pussy. Cat's tongue began to work on Jenny's clit. A slick of cold gel was getting worked into Cat's ass moments later. Cat squirmed, her hips reflexively humping back for more as fingers skipped across the sensitive hole. When she felt the hard cock behind her, she froze. One fast thrust brought the shriek bubbling from her, muffled by the force with which her face was pulled into Jenny's cunt. With each stroke of Brent's cock into her ass, Cat whimpered and felt the wetness from her pussy leak onto her thighs. The torturously slow tempo he started made Cat begin to hump her hips back harder, trying to get him to fuck furiously into her. "Look at you." Brent's words took her by surprise. "Look at the way you just can't get enough, you hungry little slut. You can't wait to get fucked, can you, bitch? You want to get fucked like a bitch, too, don't you? On your knees like a fucking dog." Cat's eyes began to roll back in her head, her lashes fluttering down. Her tongue worked into Jenny's pussy, sucking the oozing wetness from her. Her breathing changed from whimpers to grunts as she continued to fuck back at Brent's dick. "That's right, cunt, eat out that pussy. Show me you know your fucking place. You are made for this shit, fucking, sucking, and licking. Make me want to let you cum, you little bitch." Jenny in front of her suddenly cried out, a gush of liquid from her pussy coating Cat's lips. Cat licked her lips, keeping her mouth gentle on Jenny's sensitive flesh while Brent's fucking sped up. Soon Cat had to drop her head away from Jenny, panting with the efforts as her inner muscles throbbed around his cock. Jenny turned on the bed, lying alongside them. Her fingers found Cat's nipples as they hung under her, bouncing with each thrust. Cat squeaked when she pinched them. Brent's commentary continued throughout. "You can't even think right now, can you, slut? It's just like an animal, focused totally on your fucking wet hungry hole. There's nothing else in that little bimbo brain of yours, is there? Just this cock fucking you and the taste of cunt on your lips. You're drifting in that red haze, just waiting for the words, aren't you?" Brent chuckled darkly, his fingers digging into Cat's hips. "Beg me, whore. Beg me to say them." "Oh God, please", Cat breathed. Her voice came out breathless, sounding every bit like the bimbette he had named her. "Please say it. Oh please, oh please, oh please. I'll do anything, just please, please, please say them." Jenny's lips brushed Cat's ear. "Anything? You promise?" "Oh, yes, I swear. Anything, please, oh please. Just let me cum, please, please." Cat panted, her brow furrowed. "Fucking cum then, you bitch. Cum now, cunt." Cat's cry was muffled as Jenny pushed her face into the pillow she had been sitting on. She felt the spasms in her pussy, pushing out her juices and letting them cover her skin and Brent's. Moments later she felt Brent's cock jerk inside her ass, triggering a small aftershock style throb inside her again while he filled her ass with his cum. The Babysitter Pulling away, Brent was slightly surprised to see her turn, taking his softening cock in her mouth. Jenny giggled and began to pet Cat's hair. "What a good little bitch. That's right, clean up your mess." Cat's eyes drifted open and the other two wondered slightly at the glassy look in her eyes. Brent pushed her away as her mouth began to work on hardening him again. She resumed the kneeling position she had adopted earlier, tits lifted and eyes downcast. Jenny looked at the glistening on Cat's thighs. Her mind began to work fast, developing ideas and plans. Brent slid off the bed, escaping to the bathroom to clean up. Jenny consulted her pages again. "Slut, present." Cat's back arched her hands to the bed now to lean back. Her legs spread slightly farther, her tits pointed to the ceiling. Her face turned to the side, her eyes closed tightly as if in a wince. Jenny smiled. Two of her fingers thrust hard into Cat's cunt. A gasp escaped the submissive girl. Massaging the inside of Cat's pussy, Jenny read a little more of the pages she held. Full of information about the girl whose pussy she held, the blog was turning into priceless material. Cat's hips began to pump along with Jenny's fingers. Jenny pressed a third finger in, marveling at how quickly Cat's pussy juiced up. When Brent returned, Jenny had stopped reading and was working on holding Cat still while she worked in a fourth finger. Cat's hips bucked violently and her shrieks were growing louder. "Fuck!" Jenny yanked her hand away, leaving Cat humping air for a few moments. "Where's the rope, cunt?" Cat's arm pointed immediately and insistently at the closet. Within minutes, her wrists were bound above her head and her knees were bound as far apart as possible. Her large ball gag stretched her lips. A large bottle of lube lay between her legs, where Jenny worked the fourth finger in, pumping it hard. After Cat's hips calmed again, Jenny began to duck-bill her hand, pressing the thumb along her cupped palm. Cat began to shake, her breath hissing in and out of her nose. Jenny poured more lube over the palm and heel of her hand, twisting it as she pumped in and out. Cat's eyes squeezed closed and a scream bubbled up behind the gag. Her legs shook so hard that one came free of the ropes, nearly succeeding to close them against the invasion of her cunt. Brent, sitting and closely watching, grabbed her leg, stretching them wide again. He straddled her body, holding her immobile just as Jenny's hand slipped in completely. Cat screamed again, her pussy throbbing around Jenny's hand. Her screams continued in shrieking breaths before they realized she was trying to say something. Brent laughed. "I bet you a blowjob", he chuckled to Jenny. "You're on", she said. "Cum, bitch. Cum all over her hand you little fuckdoll." Cat screamed, gushed, and fainted. **************** Thanks for reading this little fantasy. While it is based on real people, much of it is fiction. Feel free to comment here or e-mail the author. The Babysitter Ah, alone. A man can truly savor being alone sometimes. My line of work keeps me very busy on its own. Then there's the half of the week that I have my youngest son. Since the divorce, I do so much to keep my mind occupied and having him certainly does that. But I didn't have him that day. It's just me and the low him of the air conditioner. How is a single guy to spend the alone time? I planned on relieving a little personal tension. Still keeping things in the bedroom, I stripped from my work uniform and tossed it in the hamper. After loading my favorite porn flick into the DVD player, I laid back and watched the movie begin. The scene unfolded with my favorite starlet laying on her bed fantasizing just as I was. As she slid her glass dildo in and out of her wet hole, I began to touch myself. My cock slowly rose to full attention when I started massaging my balls. The porn queen imagined herself with a huge Roman soldier. She quickly found her way to his fleshy spear and began to run her tongue down his length. I was amazed at the petite blonde bombshell's ability to deep throat such a large prick. Watching her head bobbing back and forth, I began to stroke myself. I imagined my cock in her throat. I'm not a small guy by any stretch of the imagination. At 6'3 and 210lbs, my athletic physique reflects my days spent in the gym and hides my 32 years of youth. I often wonder how I would measure up to these mega cocks when I watch these movies. My eight inches of hard dick doesn't leave any woman I've ever been with complaining. The soldier has taken control of her and bends her over the chair. He fucks her furiously from behind. I'm starting to get into the scene now. The rhythm of her pleased moans causes my hips to rock in sync. I haven't had a good fuck in far too long. Knock knock knock. "Son of a bitch! Are you kidding me? Who could be knocking now? Two more minutes! All I needed was two more minutes!" Those were a few selected mumbles that I uttered as I threw on a pair of workout shorts and headed to the front door. "Hey Cess, what's up?" Cecelie had been my youngest son's babysitter for the last year. She just graduated high school and was spending the summer with her dad before going off to college. She had a petite frame but her curves made her an absolute fantasy of every straight boy in her school. She was about 5'2 and just over 100 lbs. In the fall, she was a cheerleader and she ran track in the spring. Her tanned and toned legs always garnered her great attention. This day would be no different. Her white sundress had a purple floral print. There was nothing but pure flesh from the bottom of the dress down to her favorite flip flops. Her long, wavy brown hair was pulled back, but draped over the thin strap of her dress on her shoulder which led my eyes down to her full cleavage. She gave me a coy smile when she noticed me checking her out. "I remember hearing you say that you hadn't seen this movie yet," handing me the newly released comedy. "Someone gave it to me for my birthday last week and I don't have a BluRay player but I knew you did, so I thought I'd see if you wanted it." "Wow, thanks! That was very thoughtful of you. Come on in ladies, if you're not in a rush to go anywhere." "Jason, this is my best friend Tori. She's on the track team and the cheerleading squad and, well, I guess you could say we do pretty much everything together. Tori, this is Jason, the father of the cutest little boy anywhere. Where is my little buddy anyway?" "He's with his mom today. It's nice to meet you Tori please come in and have a seat." I pointed them to the den where my home theater was. Tori seemed a little more tomboyish than my young babysitter. Her hair was jet black. I could tell she was in great shape, like Cecelie, but it was difficult to very much about the details of her body beneath her loose fitting tee shirt. They both glanced at my shorts as they came in. Shit! My bulge was easily seen through the thin material of my shorts since I didn't bother to put on any underwear on my way to the door. "So where is your little boy today? You guys aren't going to the park or anything?" "Nah, he's with his mom today. I needed a little 'Me' time to catch up on things." Cecelie walk towards me with lust in her eyes. Taunting. Alluring. "And just what needs catching up on? I hope we didn't interrupt you." The softly spoken words caused my dick to swell as if commanded. Her hand was on my bare chest. I think she was trying to make my heart actually pound through my chest. I broke my gaze from her tender brown eyes back to Tori, who had perched herself on the armrest of my love seat beside me. Her creamy leg had rubbed against mine as she sat. She couldn't seem to take her eyes off the bulge of my crotch. "Hey Jason, I've got to use the bathroom. You should tell Tori about your artwork." Turning to her friend, "He has a great insight into people!" I felt slightly dirty as I watched her tight ass sashay down the hallway. "She's such a tease!" said Tori, who had noticed the deliberate manner that Cess had left. Looking back to me, she commented "You seem to like it though." Again, she looked to the front of my shorts. "So, what kind of artwork do you do?" Though I didn't make my profession in art, I could have if I hadn't made the choice to be a father. Fatherhood is much more worthwhile, and I never complain about it. I showed her to a couple of my paintings that I had in my living room and then walked her into my painting studio, where I showed her my portfolio. She was particularly interested in the nudes. There was an intimacy with her towards them. I was very surprised. Cecelie had been the same way when I showed her. These two girls were birds of a feather. "Did you ask all of these people to pose for you?" "I asked some of them, but most of them came to me." "They just wanted to be naked in a painting for you?" "Better. They paid to be naked in a painting for me. A few of them wanted to be more than just painted, but I don't mix work with pleasure. That may change after the work is done though. I don't see the world the same as most people. Form and flesh move me as the orchestra moves the ballet dancer. Every curve, every subtle change in color from the life giving blood sings to me. They give my heart life and my life meaning." I couldn't help but notice, as I expressed my passion about my work, that she had began to lightly rub her breast. Her arousal had become even clearer when she moved closer to me. She looked at me wantingly. Her hungry brown eyes went from mine, down my smooth chest and stomach, once again to my cock which was straining to escape my shorts now. "Cess was right about you, Jason. You are intensely sexy! How long have you been single now? She says about a year but I can't see how that's possible. She talks about you all of the time. Do you notice that she wears her hottest clothes when she comes to see you? She really felt bad for you during your divorce and wanted to make you feel better. She just didn't know what to say or do." "It's probably best that she didn't do anything then. The hole left in my heart by my ex-wife was terrible. I needed time to find myself again. I just buried myself into work and my children until I healed enough. Truthfully, I've noticed Cecelie for years. I've watched her come into her body and seen her grow emotionally. I would never have thought that she would want an older guy like me though. I'm nearly twice her age. She could easily have any boy her own age that she wanted." "That's just it. She doesn't want a boy. She wants a man and, from what I see, you're all man!" "Speaking of Cecelie... where is she? She's been gone a little too long." I walked down the hallway toward the main bathroom, which was just across the hall from my bedroom. As I neared the door, I heard the low, steady moans of a woman nearing orgasm and the familiar sounds of flesh pounding against flesh. Opening the bedroom door slightly. My heart fluttered to see my sweet, innocent babysitter with her hand tucked down her light purple panties, poking into her perfect pristine pussy. Her other hand was massaging her full breast and playing with her nipple beneath her bra as she lay there enjoying the movie I had begun watching earlier. Tori quietly came up behind me and peeked over my shoulder to get a glimpse of the show. She rested a hand on my hip but then snaked its way beneath the waistband of my shorts. She began tugging on my endowment. "Don't be ashamed Jason. You should want to fuck her. I would! She wants you to fuck her. Go to her. Let her feel a man inside of her." Cecelie had just climaxed. I entered the room slowly when her eyes shut. "Oh shit!" she exclaimed. "I'm so sorry. After I finished in the bathroom, I wanted to sneak a peak into your bedroom and saw this movie paused. I've never watched a porno before. I guess I shouldn't be surprised you have them. Does this kind of stuff turn you on? I..." I interrupted her embarrassed ramble with a firm and deep kiss. She laid back as my tongue massaged hers. With one hand, I caressed her cheek and held her head to mine. With the other, I lightly slid my fingers along the inside of her knee. She parted her legs for me, accepting me as I traveled slowly, softly up her thigh. I felt the heat from her dripping treasure box before I could even get close to its tender folds. "What turns me on..." I whispered "is you. Everything about you is sultry and sensual. I have spent many nights fantasizing about you being in my bed. I wondered how tightly your innocent little flower would grip my thick cock as it penetrated into you." As if on cue my shorts were pulled down my legs, allowing my meaty manhood to spring free before her eyes. Tori had not been content with watching the show, so she made her way into the room to be a part of it. "Oh," gasped Cecelie "It's huge! My last boyfriend bragged about having the biggest dick in the locker room but you put him to shame." Her small hand wrapped around the base of my shaft and started stroking its length. A drop of pre-cum formed at the tip of my dick. Wiping it with her finger tip, she tasted me. "mmm, sweet." She had found her new favorite flavor. I climbed onto the bed with her and she playfully pushed me over so that I was laying on my back. She bent over me and held my dick to the side of her face. "Let's see how much of the monster I can fit in my mouth." I looked down my body to her as she licked my hard on from its base to tip and back down again. She took one of my balls into her mouth and hummed with delight. Wow! What an amazing feeling! Smiling, she worked her way back to the top of my dick. She was teasing me with expertise. Finally, she took me into her mouth. Her warm lips slowly inched their way down. Tori moved in behind her friend. I watched her reach up her friend's dress and pull off her cum sweetened panties. Cess resumed her position but left her legs opened slightly, allowing her best friend access to rub her bare mons. Tori readily obliged, but not before she had stripped out of her shorts and tee shirt. In her matching emerald green bra and panties, she positioned herself at the foot of the bed so she could continue her efforts on Cecelie. A welcomed moan escaped with her breath when I eased two fingers into her sweetness and started massaging her G-spot. Cecelie had worked herself all the way down, taking my full length in and began to deep throat me. The musky smell of lust filled the room as Cecelie's head bobbed up and down on my stiff dick. Her moans grew more audible while she slurped hungrily on my cock while Tori rapidly rubbed Cess' clit. My fingers in Tori completed the foreplay triangle. Cecelie couldn't take it anymore. She climbed up my body and mounted herself onto me. She tore her sundress off and threw it to the floor. It was quickly followed by her bra. Sliding herself onto my stiffness, she lost her breath. She wasn't a virgin, but her inexperienced opening had never met a man's member that matched mine. She rocked her hips on me with joyful enthusiasm. As she rode me, I put my thumb on her clit. My other hand held her breast, lightly pinching her nipples as they bounced freely in the air. All of the sensations began to overload her. She was getting close. I could feel her pussy tightening around me. She leaned forward as the pressure of her orgasm continued to build. Her perfect C cup breasts stopped right at my mouth. I suckled her nipple into my mouth and that drove her over the edge. Tori had moved to the edge of the bed and was fingering her little love box while watching my thick dick slide in and out of her best friend. She stared intently as Cess slammed up and down wildly while cumming. Cecelie had bucked so hard that I slipped out of her. Tori was quick to move. She pulled her head to my prick, only inches from her young friends shaven sex. She needed my cock in her mouth as much as Cess had needed it in her cunt only moments before. I could only imagine the sight since Cecelie had collapsed on me after her orgasm. Tori aggressively sucked me and lapped up her friend's sweet nectar. "I've never tasted a girl's cum on cock before. Cess, you taste great!" and went right back to her cocksucking. Cecelie had fallen to a deep, soulful kiss with me that she broke just long enough to mumble a quick "Thanks." "Cess, I need to be fucked too. Is that still okay with you?" "Mmmm, yeah. You'll love it!" With that, Cecelie rolled off of me while Tori hurriedly stripped off her underwear. She straddled my waist and watch Cecelie make her way over me, parting her legs and lowering herself over my face. She nestled her mons just above me. Tori pressed the tip of my dick against her tight opening. Slowly, she impaled herself on my flesh. "Oh God! I didn't think I... Oh God, yessss, fuck me!" She fucked me slower than Cecelie. I reached my right hand to cup her tits. They were slightly smaller than Cecelie's, but her light pink nipples were very similar to her friend's. One would almost think these two were sisters as much as they were alike. My other hand had a firm grip on Cess' ass, giving me easier access to the delicate petals of her pink flower. Cess leaned into her counterpart and took a nipple into her mouth. Tori reached back and started massaging my scrotum. It was an absolutely incredible feeling. I took my right hand back and grasped her other fleshy cheek. I inched my fingers closer to her soft sex, lubricating my middle finger with her own flowing juices. I placed the wet fingertip to her virgin rosebud. Cecelie's body tensed. Nobody had ever been to her backdoor in any way. I suckled on her clit a little stronger and she started pushing herself back against the pressure of my finger. I slipped my digit into her ass up to the first knuckle. I don't want to overdo her first explorations. I could hear her gasp at the unexpected feeling over Tori's loud moans. Tori had never stopped grinding herself on me. My cock was deeper in her than any guy has ever been. I could feel my seed building up but I wasn't ready to cum just yet. Motioning her to move off me, I rose up and laid the two ladies side by side on the bed. I reached into the dresser and pulled a pair of vibrators for them. One was a bullet style and the other was a full length dildo. I could tell from their expressions that they had never used toys before. I love introducing them to women. They really enhance the sex. I guided my swollen member back to Cecelie's anxious treasure. Sliding back into her with ease, I turned on the bullet and held it to her clit. Her eyes rolled back in her head an she screamed with delight at the sensation of my thick cock inside of her while the mini vibe buzzed away on her love button. I started pumping in and out of her while, at the same time I turned on the other vibrator and pushed it into Tori. For good measure, I also slipped two fingers in her slightly to tickle her g-spot. Within seconds, each girl was coming so violently and intensely that their bodies seemed to be having seizures. I did not relent on them because I wanted to make sure this was the most memorable sexual experience any of us had to this point. As Cecelie's body quaked in orgasmic bliss, her pussy clamped down on me so hard that I couldn't move. I swear she was milking my dick with her cunt. I was ready. I pulled out of her and up to her panting chest. With a loud grunt, I erupted all over her beautiful tits. I just seemed to keep coming and aimed toward Tori, who had leaned over with her mouth open and gave me a good target. After I had finished, Tori had begun to lick my semen from Cecelie's glistening bosom. "Hey! That's supposed to be mine!" exclaimed Cess. Tori grinned. A little cum dripped from the corner of her mouth. She hadn't swallowed my load. She had other plans. She leaned to her best friend and tenderly pulled her head close. They exchanged a deep kiss, and with it, my hot cum. The sight of these two ravishing young women swapping my seed and tasting me within their own first passionate kiss is absolutely permanently embedded into my memory. It still stirs my senses all these years later. Fortunately, we still talk about it as it was a relationship that we are still able to continue. Much more has been explored, but that's for another story. The Babysitter My wife and I had suspected that the babysitter might be sneaking into our room to plesure herself, so we set up a way to find out. My wife called Becky, and asked if she could watch the baby tonight, Becky said no problem and was at our front door in no time. My wife Sue, explained that she was going to meet me after I got out of work and we would be home around 11:30. I was actually hiding upstairs in our closet, with a perfect view of our bed. After I heard my wife leave I waited, it didn't take long. About 5 minutes, just enough time for a quick check on the baby. In walked Becky, she knew right where to go, the box by the bed, the Toybox, as we call it. Becky is very young, but she has a great little body, very perky tits, I would guess 34B, and a sweet ass, about 5'2", just a little baby fat. She has short blonde hair, blue eyes. I knew I was going to enjoy this. She picked out a 6" vibrator, with nubbies all over it, she turned it on to make sure it had good batteries, it hummed really good, so she turned it off and placed it on the bed. Becky reached for the top button of her blouse, one by one she unbuttoned until she could peel off her top. She then reached behind her back and unhooked her bra, letting it fall to the floor. Her nipples were already hard, and how I wanted to suck and lick her nipples, but I had to wait, it would be worth the wait. She undid her jeans, pulled the off, and off with the panties. I often wondered if she shaved her bush, bald indeed. She laid down on our bed and started to fondle her perfect little tits, she took a nipple between her fingers and pulled on it, and let out the slightest moan. She ran her hand down her stomach until she reached her pussy, she parted her legs and stroked a single finger up and down gently, just to get herself warmed up. She reached for the vibrator and turned it on low, and touched it to her nipples first, but she wanted more, so she opened her mouth and sucked in the vibrator to get it wet, and brought it down to her waiting pussy. Once again she ran it up and down her pussy lips, still humming slowly. Soon enough though she needed more, so she parted her legs wider, and slowly insirted the vibrator. She started moving it in and out, leaving it in longer each time. She turned up the speed on the vibrator,the humming getting a bit louder, along with her moaning. My cock was rock hard, but I had to keep quiet, and let her continue with her show. I was surprised when she pulled the vibrator all the way out, I was expecting her to bring herself to a nice orgasm, but she was just getting started. She reached down next to the bed, into the Toybox,wow, she was brave, she pulled up the 12 inch long, and about 1 1/2 inch thick dildo, I couldn't believe it, my wife has a hard time with that. She grabbed some lube, and smeared it all over the big cock head of the dildo. She spread her legs wider, I had a perfect front row seat. She placed the big cockhead at the entrance to her wet pussy and slowly pushed about 3 inches in. Her cuntlips were stretched apart, slowly she pulled about 2 inches out and than slid in deeper. I couldn't believe this small young hot babe was actually taking more of this big dildo than my wife can, it was amazing. Each time she pulled out the dildo, you could see Becky's cuntjuices all over the big fake cock, and her moaning was getting really loud. I sat and watched in disbelief, 8 inches, 10 inches, she had the whole fucking cock inside, all the way in. She kept on moving it back and forth, until she started bucking up and down on the bed, her cunt was gushing with her sweet juices. I heard the clock chime, she had been fucking that dildo for an hour. She lay quiet for a while, comming back down to earth. She got up and gather the vibrator and dildo and headed into our bathroom. I heard the shower turn on and knew she was cleaning up. I very quietly snuck out, without her knowing I was even there. The Babysitter Thanks to rledy for his help in finishing this story. Ben and Andrea go out for a well deserved evening and leave their young son home with Jennifer, the eighteen year old girl that lives next door. She has been babysitting for them since she was just sixteen. The couple has watched her mature and grow into a beautiful, sexy young woman. After a long night of partying with some friends, they'd had too much to drink and ended up having to take a taxi home. They stumble from the cab and up to the front door and notice that all the lights are off. After checking their son, they quietly look through the house until they find the babysitter asleep on the couch in the den; the only light is the flickering of the TV. They both just stand there for several long moments just admiring their nubile young babysitter; her long legs peeking out from underneath her skirt and her perky, obviously braless, breasts pressing against her t-shirt. They look at each other and then at her....her silky blonde hair frames her face and her mouth is slightly open with her slow, deep breaths. Andrea goes over and kneels next to her and starts to rub her thighs softly, saying her name to see if she wakes. She runs her hands up closer to Jennifer's cotton panties which are clearly visible underneath her skirt. As Andrea reaches her panties, Jennifer turns over onto her back and unconsciously spreads her legs. Ben is watching his wife's actions and begins to rub his rapidly thickening cock through his pants. Andrea continues to run her hand up and down Jennifer's legs, slowing as she gets close to her pussy and ass. She runs her hand over their young neighbor's mound and, to her surprise, finds a wet spot is growing on her panties. Jennifer squirms and moans in her sleep as Andrea slips her fingers inside the young girl's panties and feels the wetness. She slowly drives her fingers deep inside the young twat and the girl begins to rock her hips back and forth. Ben, his cock nearly rock hard now, comes over to the couch and pulls his out his 8 inch tool. It is leaking copious amounts of pre-cum which he gently rubs all over the young girl's lips. She instinctively licks her lips, tasting him. She licks the tip of his cock; wanting more... she is still sleeping soundly. Andrea continues her steady finger fucking of the tight young pussy. Ben, still with his cock just inside the girl's mouth, reaches down and pulls the girl's shirt up exposing her young, firm tits. Andrea instantly starts to suck on the tiny rose colored nipples as she continues her finger-fucking of this hot, sexy young girl. The girl is moaning and writhing in pleasure, still unaware of what is happening to her. The young girl sucks the tip of the cock in her mouth with a skill not expected by the couple. They quickly determine this was not Jennifer's first time. Ben starts to slowly slide his thick member in and out of his sexy, young babysitter's hot wet, mouth. His wife gets down between the soft young legs and licks the smooth young flesh of the girl's pussy, savoring her taste. Andrea licks the sweet young clit and sticks her tongue deep inside her pussy as Jennifer's juices run all over her face. Her husband is slowly fucking the young girl's face as she unconsciously sucks his cock. Ben is nearing his explosion and motions to his wife. She understands what he means and moves out of the way and he takes his place between the firm young thighs. He slowly pushes his cock inside the girl and begins to thrust in and out. The girl's pussy is so tight around the man's cock; he can't keep from cumming deep inside her. Ben groans aloud as ribbons of hot sticky cum fill the young cunt to overflowing and drips down her ass as he pulls out. His wife bends down and cleans off his cock with her hungry mouth and then laps up the cum dripping from the girl, cleaning her completely. The couple then straightens her clothes and awakens the girl, telling her that it is time to go home. They pay her handsomely and she goes home; completely unaware of what has happened and looking forward to the next time they call. It is always nice sitting for the couple and their son next door. The Babysitter So, there we were, just a couple days after St. Patrick's Day near in Topeka, Kansas, a few years back, when I was married. I have since divorced, but, the story needed to be told! My wife and I were sitting at home when there was a message on my phone: "If I come over would it be weird?" I replied "what would be weird?" My messaging went off again, "I have wanted u and ur wife for a long time." I replied, "come on over, we can talk." Who was it texting me? Well, it was our babysitter. The young woman worked part time as a nurse, and worked part time for us. 19 years old and beautiful. Hannah was her name, and being a pretty name, it fit her well. Several minutes later, after the wife and I had decided she wouldn't come over, and not really understanding what she wanted, there was a knock at the back door. Hannah walked in, wearing a sweater and a tight pair of blue jeans. She had the odor of fresh perfume as she walked by me, her arm brushing against me. I wasn't sure, but, I thought I could smell a bit of alcohol on her breath too. The odors combined to turn me on immediately. She led us into the front room and we all sat on the couch, her between us, not close enough to touch, but close enough to cause the sexual tension in the room become nearly solid. We all sat and talked and she explained how she had never been with a girl, but she had wanted to. She had also never had a threesome and wanted to with a couple she was attracted to and could trust. She had chosen us. Hannah asked if we had any adult movies, so we all went through a few and there was one that started out with 2 women making out. I left the room to get a glass of water and when I walked back in, there was my wife and our babysitter, embraced in a kiss full of passion and lust. I sat down and watched as they explored each other's skin, mouths and soon, their bodies. My wife's clothes were the first to come off and soon followed by Hannah. My wife's body was wonderful and Hannah's body did nothing but accentuate the beauty of the moment. Hannah was about 5'6" and just a few small pounds over average, but in a nice way. Her perfectly tan ass didn't wiggle but walked with a wonderful firmness. Her breasts were a good large firm c cup and just as tan as the rest of her body. Her succulent nipples were exaggerated by a pair of stainless steel nipple rings. As I admired her rings, she smiled and said "I'm not as innocent as everyone believes." I sat in complete awe as the two made out, their fingers entwined in each other's pussies, drawing each other nearer and nearer. As my wife went to go taste Hannah's pussy, the babysitter pushed her away and said she wanted to taste my wife's first. They had trouble getting the right angles, their lack of experience in each other evident, so I suggested we move to the bedroom. Both agreed and walked before me the bedroom, hand in hand, eager to continue. Hannah lay on the bed and my wife climbed upon her dark body. Hannah's legs slowly spread as the two began kissing, and I sat on the side, watching my wife's fingers enter Hannah. I lay down on the bed as my wife slowly moved down the babysitter's body, coming to final rest between her legs, admiring the well shaved young pussy. It was gorgeous, its puffy lips accenting her slightly swollen opening. As my wife began pleasuring Hannah, I reached out and massaged her breasts, her stomach and her neck. She turned toward me as I traced the outline of her ears, down her jawline, and moved slowly from one breast to another. Her nipples were hard from the excitement. As I slowly pulled on her nipple rings I saw her draw her hips toward my wife's mouth. As she was on the verge of climax she quickly sat up, denying herself orgasm. She smiled at my wife and said it was her turn. They switched positions and as they did, I bent down and tasted my wife's lips, covered in Hannah's juices. The sharing of their fluids was wonderful. Pretty soon, Hanna was giving pleasure to my wife, while I massaged both. I loved lying next to them feeling the heat they were inventing. Eventually, my wife looked Hannah in the eyes and said "it is your turn to fuck him." Hannah looked at her and even though my wife had suggested it, the babysitter still asked permission. My wife smiled and said she not only had permission but had better get to doing it. I was still dressed, so, I quickly undressed and soon found my mouth between Hannah's thighs, taking in her nectar and taking in the sweet musky odor of her and my wife, mixed together in the finest aroma. The babysitter moved her hips hard against my mouth as I pressed both my tongue and finger deep into her. I gave her pleasure, moving my tongue along the outside lips, along her clit and even stopping to move my tongue across her virgin asshole. Hanna moved in rhthym with my lashings and was moving hard against my face. Between her kissing my wife, she was gasping and moaning in time with me. Just as I felt her body start to move toward orgasm, she stopped me, pushing against my head. I came up and asked if everything was okay. She turned away from me and asked my wife if she could fuck me. My wife turned and commanded me to fuck her. I sat up and lined the head of my cock with her open pussy. Our eyes met as I slowly drove into Hannah, feeling her wet but tight walls surrounding me. While I rhythmically drove into her, she and my wife exchanged several minutes of kissing. I reveled in the view and could feel her pussy pulsing as I moved in and out. At one point my wife's fingers moved down to help Hannah, resting against her clit. Again, as before, Hannah was on the verge of orgasm when she stopped me, sat up, and asked if she could watch me and my wife have sex. My wife climbed on top of me as the babysitter climbed onto my face, burying her pussy and ass across my mouth as she kissed my wife above. I knew at that moment, with my wife's pussy moving up and down on my cock, and Hannah's fresh pussy on my face, I could die at that moment and believe I was in Heaven. Eventually, Hannah climbed off my face and sat beside to watch us. My wife continued stroking my cock with her wetness and suddenly I felt a hand on my swollen cock, slowly moving up and down my shaft while I fucked my wife. Hannah's fingers made a "V" shape as she followed the movement of my wife. I had never felt anything like that and it aroused me even further. Hannah must have known because she had a wonderful smile on her face; so did the wife. After a while we had to come to a conclusion; it was sad to end but the babysitter said she had to be going, as it was very late and she had to work the next day. Before she left my wife asked to try one more thing. We moved into another position and moments later I began taking my wife doggy style while my wife went down on Hannah. The babysitter pulled on her own nipples and massaged my wife's head as I continued to slowly but deeply drive my hard cock into my wife's wanton pussy. It only took a few minutes and my wife's pussy started to shudder and pulse. She screamed into Hannah's open legs as she had an amazing orgasm. The whole time, Hannah just looked at me, smiling. Hannah and the wife both moved off the bed, and we helped her gather he clothes. She got dressed and thanked us for a "fabulous" time... The Babysitter I pulled up to the Miller's house at 6:30. I had found their ad online; they needed a nanny for the summer. When I called, Mrs. Miller explained that they would like to have a trial run before hiring me for the entire summer; apparently they had a few less than reputable sitters apply for the position. I was 19 and had a lot of experience. In fact, I was over qualified for this position. The house was gigantic! The Miller's obviously had a lot of money; I mean they would have to, to have a house this size, in this neighborhood. I grabbed the rear-view mirror and fixed my make-up. I caught a glimpse of my cleavage in the mirror. I guess I should have changed before I left. I was wearing a pair of ripped jeans and a tight, v-neck, black tee shirt. It was cut very low, too low for what was basically a job interview. Whatever, I thought I look really good and maybe the dad will give me a tip. I had long blonde hair that was wavy from sitting on the beach all day. I was tanner than usual and in great shape from running all season on the soccer team. But my tits looked huge in this t-shirt. I was already a double D but they looked even bigger tonight. I pulled up my top as best I could but didn't bother too much. When I rang the doorbell Mrs. Miller answered. She was small like me, but super skinny like she did yoga for five hours everyday. She had short blonde hair and was wearing a simple black dress. "Hi! You must be Mrs. Miller. I'm Morgan." I tried to sound enthusiastic. She invited me in and asked if she could have a quick Q&A before they left. I assured her that I totally understood and that I would be happy to. She wasn't warm and friendly at all. Her personality matched her body: uptight, cold, and intense. She showed me around the house and said that her husband and son would be down shortly. The inside of the house was impeccable just like the outside. These people were clearly loaded I thought. Mrs. Miller went to check on her husband and I took the opportunity to look around the house. Just above the biggest TV I've ever seen there was a tacky teddy bear. It took me a few seconds to realize it was obviously a nanny cam. I quickly turned away and smiled a little. Way to be discreet, I thought. "You must be Morgan." The voice startled me a bit and I jumped before facing an incredibly handsome man. He had dark hair, hazel eyes, he had a bit of scruff on his face and huge muscles. "Oh my goodness . . . you scared me." I said looking him over. "I'm sorry, I'm Shane. My wife will be right down with Bobby. She just wants to make sure you aren't psychotic or anything," he said laughing a little. "Ha, nope not psycho," I said shrugging me shoulders. I couldn't stop staring at him. He was so sexy. Mrs. Miller came down with their son Bobby. She put him in a stroller and rocked him back and forth as she sat on the couch. "If he gets fussy he likes to be walked in the stroller. So tell me a little about yourself," she said. She and Shane sat on the couch and I sat down in a chair across from them. I couldn't take my eyes off this man. I think Mrs. Miller was starting to notice. She put her hand on his leg and scooted close to him. Message received lady, I thought. "Well, I'm taking classes at State, and I am planning on transferring in the fall. I am going into education and have already taken a few child development classes. Um, I play on the soccer team. I worked at a daycare last summer. Yah, ummm that's about it I guess." I had no idea what she wanted to hear because she just stared at me. I noticed Shane was looking me up and down and smiling, but Mrs. Miller was glaring. "How old is Bobby?" I asked trying to make her stop glaring at me. This was super awkward and she made it even more uncomfortable. "He's almost a year old. I'm sure you have had a lot of experience with babies this age and I'm sure you can handle keeping him in one piece. Satisfied Nancy?" Shane said winking at me and standing up. Nancy did not seem overly confident but agreed anyway. She went through the regular stuff, what to feed him, where his diapers were, emergency numbers, etc. I picked up Bobby and we walked them to the door. We waved goodbye and Mrs. Miller said they would be back by midnight. Bobby and I read a few stories on the couch, directly in front of the nanny cam. I read until he fell asleep and then carried him upstairs to bed. I set up the monitor in front of the TV, again right in front of the nanny cam. I wanted to show Mrs. Miller how attentive and careful I was. Maybe she would pull the stick out of her ass and hire me for the summer. I cleaned up the kitchen and sat down to watch TV. As I sat shifting my eyes from the monitor to the TV I began to wonder, who really watched the nanny cam. Was it Shane or Mrs. Miller? I got off the couch and headed for the bathroom but backtracked quickly to grab the monitor. I went to the bathroom and adjusted my bra. I pushed my tits up and pulled my shirt lower. I went back to the couch and sat down again. I pretended to watch the TV as I traced the outline of my v-neck, running my fingers over my tits and biting my bottom lip. I took a sip of my water and let some spill down my shirt. I continued this for a while, bending over in front of the camera to pick up little things, showing my thong. I would stretch my arms back making my tits pop out and pull my shirt up and run my hands over my stomach. When Shane and Mrs. Miller got back they were a little drunk and she seemed pissed. She went right upstairs to check on Bobby. I assured them everything went well and went to the sink to wash out my glass. "Don't bother with that, it's fine." Shane said standing really close behind me. I put my glass in the dishwasher and turned around leaning against the sink. I put my hands on the edge of the sink making my tits push up so he could see them better. He was much more bold now and slowly let his eyes fall to my chest. He raised an eyebrow and looked back up. He smiled and handed me a wad of cash. "Thanks Mr. Miller," I said still staring at him. I walked past him letting my breasts brush against his arm. The way he looked at me made me so wet and all I wanted to do was jump on top of him. "No, thank you," he said following me to the door. I was so excited when Mrs. Miller called me again to watch Bobby a few nights later. I couldn't wait to see Shane again. I had my roommate drop me off at the Miller's that night. We were going to a 90's party later and I didn't want to have my car with me the whole night. I wore a really short plaid skirt and a white v-neck t-shirt. This time I didn't wear a bra. The shirt was really tight and my nipples were clearly visible so I threw on a little black hoodie sweater. I rang the doorbell and Shane answered. I smiled a little too much "Hey Mr. Miller," I said seductively. He smiled at me and looked me up and down. "Hi Morgan. Nancy is still getting ready. She got home from her Pilates class late and I think she just got out of the shower. She's still going to be a little while. Bobby had a big day today and he is already sleeping, but I'm guessing he will be up in about an hour or two. We won't be out too late though, we are meeting with my sister and Nancy can't stand her so if she doesn't cut the night short I might have to," he said smiling. "Oh nice! I have a 90's party to go to later," I grabbed the hem of my skirt and did a little curtsey. He looked me up and down. He didn't smile and turned to head toward the TV. I thought I had gone a little too far. He readjusted the teddy bear on top of the shelf and looked back at me. I smiled and he slightly grinned back. I knew he was the one that watched the recording. I wondered if he stroked his cock while he watched me tease him. The thought made me wet. I took off my hoodie and pulled my shirt down a little. I went to the kitchen to get Bobby's dinner ready in case he woke up. Shane followed me. "So Mr. Miller what do you do," I said bending over in front of the fridge. I knew he could probably just see the bottom of my ass because I was wearing a small g-string. I could see him in the reflection of the chrome on the fridge. He had his head cocked trying to see higher up my skirt. "Construction. Well I'm a contractor now." I let him stare for a couple more seconds before grabbing what I needed and standing back up. I knew my nipples were hard and clearly visible through my white t-shirt. I stood there for a second letting him look at me, and he did. His eyes came back to meet mine as he bit his lip and I smiled and went on with setting up Bobby's dinner. I was now dripping wet. I wanted to feel his hands on me so bad. Mrs. Miller came stomping down the stairs and Shane went to stand on the other side of the counter as I put my sweater back on. "Shane, we are going to be late," she snapped. "We will be back in an hour or so hopefully." She rolled her eyes when she saw how I was dressed. "No problem Mrs. Miller. I'll take good care of Bobby." I said cheerfully. Shane looked at the teddy bear and then back at me as he walked out the door with her. I finished Bobby's dinner and sat down on the couch in front of the nanny cam. This time I looked directly at it as I traced the neck of my shirt. I let my hand slip under my shirt and grabbed my breast. My head tilt back slightly and I moaned feeling my hard nipples. I spread my legs and with my other hand I ran my fingers over my wet g-string. I rubbed my clit a little before I stood up and walked closer to the camera. I raised my shirt showing just the underneath of my tits and squeezed them underneath my shirt. I didn't know if the teddy bear had a microphone or not but I leaned forward and whispered. "I want to feel you inside of me so bad." I then turned from the camera and bent forward onto the coffee table letting him see my ass and pussy. The phone suddenly rang and when I picked it up. It was Shane saying that they cut the night short and would be home soon. Just then I heard Bobby fussing on the monitor. "Oh good you're just in time, Bobby is just waking up." I said I fixed a bottle for Bobby and brought him downstairs. I called my roommate to pick me up but she didn't answer. When Shane and Mrs. Miller walked in she looked pissed again. "Well that was a disaster, like always." She snapped as she took Bobby from me. Shane rolled his eyes and thumbed through his wallet to pay me. "I just need to call my roommate real quick, she was supposed to pick me up but she's not answering." I said scrolling through my phone. I dialed her one more time but her phone was off. Jenny, my roommate, was constantly letting her phone die she was so ditsy. "Nope, her phone's off now. That's ok I'll just call a cab." I said looking at Shane. "No don't do that, Shane will drop you off. In the future I would really appreciate you finding your own transportation please," Mrs. Miller, said very annoyed. "It's really not a problem, let me just change quickly to get out of this awful suit," Shane said. "It's really fine, the cab won't cost that much and they are really quick," I said as Shane headed upstairs. "I said it's fine, this time." Mrs. Miller snapped back. I told her Bobby was great, and that he slept just until they phoned from the restaurant. She seemed annoyed like it was my fault he woke up but thanked me anyway. Shane came down stairs in a pair of dark jeans and a gray t-shirt. I hadn't seen him in anything but a suit and he looked amazing this way. I could see all the muscles in his arms and could make out his chest muscles through his shirt. I grabbed my bag and thanked Mrs. Miller for having me back to babysit and that Bobby was such a good baby, that it was really my pleasure. Shane leaned over to kiss his wife but she turned letting him kiss her cheek instead. We took Shane's Mercedes. It was a brand new and there wasn't a spec on it. I assumed the giant truck parked in front of the house was what he used for work. "The party is really close just around the corner. I appreciate you driving me Mr. Miller but I know it's an inconvenience," I said sifting through my bag to find my other shoes. "No, not at all. It is completely fine. Don't let Nancy get to you. No amount of yoga could get that woman calm or at peace." He had the air-conditioning on really high and when I took off my sweater my nipples were rock hard. I took down my hair and brushed it to one side. I pulled down the mirror on the visor and put on some make-up. I could see him looking from the road to my nipples and back. "A 90's party? I definitely don't remember girls dressed like that in the 90's. I just remember everyone dressing like Kurt Cobain." He said smiling and looking at my legs in the mirror. I slipped my flip-flops off and lifted my leg giving him a better view of my thighs as I put on my heels. "I was going for Clueless," I said laughing as I pulled my shirt down a little showing even more cleavage. "It's freezing in here," I said as we came to a stoplight. The party was on the next street and I wanted to feel his hands on me before I got out of the car. I put my hands on the headrest behind me and pushed my tits out for him to see. "I can tell," Shane said smiling. I hooked my fingers into the V of my shirt and pulled it down very low as I looked at him. He put his hand on my knee and I arched my back and parted my legs for him. The light turned green and the car behind us honked its horn. Shane kept his hand on my knee and continued to drive down the street. "The house is at the end of the block right there with all those people in front," I said pulling my shirt down even lower, spreading the neckline of my shirt so my nipples were almost showing. Shane pulled up to the house next door and took his hand off of me to put the car in park. A girl ran across the lawn in front of us and a guy grabbed her and she screamed, laughing as he lifted up her skirt and spanked her. "This party looks a little crazy. Maybe I should be responsible and give you a little talk about the birds and the bees before I let you go in." Shane said putting his hand back on my leg, but a little higher this time. I spread my legs wider making my skirt hike up higher. "I know all about the birds and the bees, Mr. Miller," I moaned and looked into his eyes as his hand moved up my thigh. It was now almost at my pussy and I let my hands trace down my body to meet his. I needed his fingers inside of me. I led his hand to my pussy and when he touched it he immediately started to rub his fingers up and down. He lightly growled and my head fell back as I opened my mouth and moaned loudly. There was a bang on the window and my roommate Jenny was drunk and fogging up the glass to make hearts. Shane removed his hand but kept it on my thigh. I sighed and rolled down the window. "You're late! Where have you been! Does your friend want to come in?" She said leaning over the door. She was wearing an incredibly short, pink, tube-top dress and her tits were popping out of it. Her hair was in low pigtails and her had pink heart stickers at the end of her eyelashes. "Are you Baby Spice?" I asked smiling but annoyed. "Ha! Yesssss. Aren't I cute?" She asked as she danced around. Jenny was crazy she always had guys in our room and once in a while they brought another girl with them. I rolled my eyes. "I'll be in, in a second." I said as I shooed her away. I looked back at Shane and he looked out the window as some guy scooped up Jenny and grabbed her ass. "Maybe we can continue our conversation about those birds and bees later," I said as I grabbed my bag. Mrs. Miller would never let me back into the house if he were gone for too long. I leaned over and put my hand on his chest and kissed his cheek. Before I let go I whispered into his ear. "I think your little teddy bear has something to show you when you get home." He grabbed my face and kissed me hard. I slid my hands down his body and grabbed his cock. He moaned and kissed me harder. If I didn't stop myself now I would climb over the seat and ride his cock until I came. I broke the kiss and opened the car door. I got out very slowly and deliberately. I pushed my ass out letting my skirt pull up so he could see my ass. "Jesus," Shane whispered. I shut the door and leaned in the car window showing him my cleavage. "I'll see you soon, Mr. Miller," He smiled at me as bit my lip. "We are going to the beach house next week, make sure you pack a bikini," He said putting the car in drive. I had to drive to the beach with Mrs. Miller and Bobby; Shane was heading up about a half hour after us. Mrs. Miller threw a fit and wouldn't wait the thirty minutes for Shane to finish a job and drive up with us. I didn't think it would be too bad the beach was only an hour and a half away. Turns out it was though. Mrs. Miller talked about her friend Jessica the entire trip. Apparently she was heiress to a giant fortune and their friendship had "really blossomed over the past month." She wasn't even really talking to me, as I sat in the backseat with Bobby. It was more like she was congratulating herself on finding such a rich friend. When we got to the beach house Bobby was sleeping and she took him inside to put him in his crib. I was unpacking the car when Shane pulled up in his work truck. I was bending over the back of the SUV trying to reach all the toys that had spilled out of Bobby's bag when I felt him behind me. He pressed up against me and grabbed the last toy that was out of my reach. "I've been thinking about you all week," he whispered in my ear as he handed me the toy. I turned and looked at the house and then back at him and smiled. "You got here really fast," I said leaning against the bumper. He rolled his eyes. "I was five minutes behind you. She could have just picked me up in the city. How was the drive?" He seemed really annoyed. "Jessica seems delightful," I said sarcastically. "Wait till you meet her husband," he said laughing as he grabbed the heavier bags to bring in the house. Mrs. Miller didn't even say hi to him when we walked in. She just started barking orders. "I am going to the store to get dinner ready for when the Turner's arrive. I had the maid come before we got here so do not mess up a single thing. You need to check the pool to make sure they actually cleaned it. Morgan I need you to unpack all the bags and make sure Bobby isn't fussy. I'll be back in 20 minutes. Jesus Christ Shane you couldn't have showered before you left?" We both stood there and watched her stomp out of the house. I leaned against the wall in the entryway. "You are really dirty," I said biting my lip. He walked toward me and pushed me against the wall and kissed me. He wrapped his hands around my waist and pushed up my tank top. He pulled my hips into him and I could feel his cock press against me. I ran my fingers through his hair as he kissed me. "Fuck, you make me so hard," He growled into my neck and he moved his hand up my shirt. I arched my back and offered him my tits. He squeezed my breast through my bra and exhaled deeply like he had been dying to touch me. Then his hands dropped and he hung his head. "We have to get this shit done, or Nancy will be unbearable," He said as he pulled me into him one last time before letting go. "I guess I can wait a few more hours," I said frowning. He laughed and grabbed a bunch of bags to bring upstairs. He brought all the suitcases upstairs for me and went to clean out the pool as I unpacked everything. Bobby was still sleeping when I heard him get out of the shower. I was in my room unpacking when I heard my door open. He was standing in a towel wrapped around his waist and was dripping wet. He looked incredible and my mouth dropped, as I looked him over. He was tanned and had the most amazing body I had ever seen. He was so ripped with washboard abs and a perfect chest. The Babysitter "The nanny cam doesn't have sound. What did you say?" He asked as he ran a towel over his head to dry his hair. I couldn't even talk I was completely mesmerized by him. "What?" I asked trying to snap myself out of it. He walked up to me and lifted my shirt off of me. He pulled my hips into him and I moaned "You said something to me in the nanny cam. What did you say?" He was now pushing me closer to the bed. I finally snapped out of it. We probably only had a few minutes until his wife got home so I grabbed his hard cock and started to stroke it. "I said that I wanted to feel you inside of me." I looked at him as I slowly sank to my knees. I pulled the towel off his waist and his cock pulsed in front of me. I continued to look up at him as I wrapped my hands around it and slid him into my mouth. "Ughhh Fuck," He growled as I took him deeper and deeper into my mouth. I grabbed the back of his thighs and pumped his cock in and out of my throat. I let him slide almost out of my mouth and then all the way in again and again. We both heard the garage door opening. "Shit." He said it calmly and picked up his towel. He walked toward the door and turned back around. "Take your bra off." He said firmly. I obeyed letting it fall in front of me. I ran my hands over my tits and squeezed my nipples. I moaned and unbuttoned my jeans and let them slide down my legs. He grabbed his cock through his towel. He was dying to cum. I knew he needed it so bad and I was about to explode if he didn't fuck me soon. "Don't wear any panties tonight." He walked out of the room as we heard the front door open. I ran around with Bobby all day hoping to tire him out so he slept through the night. The Turner's came and they were predictably awful. Jessica was terrible, she was the snobby rich bitch I expected her to be. Her husband, Tony, was even worse. I guess you would think he was good looking, until he started talking. What made him worse was that he was a creep. He kept looking down my dress and "squeezing" past me so he could feel my ass against him. Shane looked like he was going to kill him. Nancy so graciously allowed me to eat dinner with them and when they were finished I cleared the table and started on dishes. I heard Shane ask Tony if he drank scotch and said he would go get them a bottle. Shane came up behind me as I washed the dishes. He slid his hand across my chest and under my dress, cupping my tits. I arched my back trying to feel his cock against me. His other hand slid up my thigh and when he reached my pussy I moaned. He stopped and shushed me, then slowly rubbed my waxed pussy. I was dripping wet and he easily slid his finger into me. I was breathing heavily and almost came when he put his hand on my throat. He tilted my head back and whispered into my ear. "You're so fucking tight. I need you so bad." He let me go and grabbed a bottle from the pantry. Jessica and Nancy went to bed around 1:00 and I sat with Shane and Tony while they had a few more drinks. Tony was drunk and was starting to get a little crude. Shane decided it was time to head up and I assured them I would clean up. Shane came back down minutes later as I was wiping down the table. He grabbed my hips and pulled me into him hard. "No interruptions this time," he growled in my ear. He turned me around and picked me up onto the table. I spread my legs around him and started kissing him. We heard a door creek up stairs and he picked me up. He never stopped kissing me; nothing was going to stop him from having me this time. He took me to an office off of the living room. I took his shirt off as we kissed and he slid the straps of my dress down leaving me naked. He pushed me back toward the wall and squeezed my tits as he kissed me. I moaned and unbuttoned his shorts. He stepped out of them and turned me so I faced the wall. I pushed my hands against the wall sticking my ass out for him and he reached in front of me to grab my tits again. "Don't. Move," he said seriously. He walked away from me and must have turned on a light. I looked over my shoulder to see him shut and lock the door as he slid his boxers off. He rubbed his cock as he walked back to me and I swayed my hips in anticipation. He positioned his cock so it was almost inside of me. With his other hand he grabbed my throat lightly and pulled my head back like he did in the kitchen. I moaned as he stroked the shaft of his cock and the head slightly separated my pussy lips. "Your so wet. I think you want this as much as I do, don't you?" He moaned the words into my ear. "I need it. I need you inside of me," I moaned back. He slid his hands to my waist and I arched my back even more. He slid the head of his cock into me and I moaned loudly. He lightly bit my shoulder and pushed into me all the way. I almost screamed. I had never been with a man before, boys from school but never a man. I had also never fucked a guy without a condom before. Shane was so big and he completely filled me up so I could feel every inch of him. He reached up and grabbed my tits as he moved in and out of me softly. I braced myself with my forearms and moaned as he squeezed my tits. "Oh my God, Shane. You feel so good, you're going to make me cum baby," I was louder than I should have been but I couldn't help it and he didn't seem to care. He grabbed my hips and pulled me up and down on his cock fast and hard. "Fuck, Morgan cum on my cock. You're so tight I want to feel your pussy squeeze around me." He bit my neck as he said it and I came hard. I was moaning and grinding against him. He grunted into my neck and I felt him tense up. I could actually feel him cum inside of me and it sent shocks through my body. My pussy pulsed around his cock drawing out every last drop from him. When Shane pulled out of me, my legs buckled and he had to stop me from falling. He picked me up and carried me to a leather couch across the room. He put his boxers on and sat with me as he caught his breath. "I've never cum like that before," I whimpered as I leaned against him. He pulled my head to his so I was facing him and kissed me. "You're fucking incredible. Are you on the pill?" He asked. I must have looked really worried because he smiled and kissed me. He pulled me on top of him. "That's ok baby," he said as I straddled him. I could feel that he was still hard. Six more days of this was going to be amazing. The Babysitter It was the summer I turned eighteen and it was unforgettable. My parents separated before I can even remember. My mom remarried and moved to London. My dad would not allow her to take me with her...and smart lady that she is she did not want me caught in the middle of a very nasty custody battle. Instead they compromised. And I got the best of both worlds, Los Angeles during the school year and a much cooler English summer. It became my escape after working my ass off to be what my dad expected; it was really nice to go there and not be expected to do anything, absolutely nothing. So even though I was eighteen now and an adult; I did not have to go, but when mom offered, I could not wait for one more escape before I faced the challenges of university in the fall. Now things were not all glamorous there. My mom had had another child, but my baby sister was special needs. Her marriage fell apart and things were not always easy. But she made the most of those summers with me. She always found money and time to spend with me too. That summer though was different for one reason: Kate. She was my little sister's babysitter. She was a couple of years older than me and finishing up university that year. She was studying to be a teacher and worked after school to give my mom a break. With my sister life was so crazy that mom usually had really exciting things to do when Kate came; things like the bank or shopping or another appointment to do with my sister. She always asked if I wanted to come too. But I was eighteen and gaming was way cooler than grocery shopping. I got to know Kate during those times. I discovered that she was that rarest of creatures...a female gamer. Hell, she could even beat me at a couple of them. She even got me to go with her occasionally to take my sister swimming or the park. We would talk about games or school or life...which was pretty much gaming when you are a geek likes us. I really liked her. Don't get me wrong, Kate was no super model or even all that pretty. She was a bit overweight and had skin problems. Like me (and most kids like us) she was not even into showers; let alone make-up and girlie crap. She was more like a friend...a female version of me. And that was cool. Eventually, we got around to talking about what everyone our age does...sex. We discovered that we were both still virgins. And neither of us was too happy about that. That is when we came up with the plan: it was simple...have sex with one another. The other thing that was amazing about my mom was how open minded she was. She, not my dad, had been the one to explain the facts of life to me. And she always took the time to listen to everything I said. So it might seem weird, but it was the most natural thing to talk to her about our crazy plan. She listened carefully without passing judgment. She asked a few questions: was I sure that I was ready, didn't I want to wait for someone 'special.' Then, of course, she had the condom talk with me again. She proceeded to go out and buy three boxes...and lube. That's my mom. Kate and I waited until mom had taken my little sister to the park for a few hours. My baby sister was always kidding me about liking Kate anyway. But mom just told her that we were going to play games for a bit...with a wink at us as they closed the door. My stomach got all knotty then. I mean in theory it had sounded awesome...have sex with my friend. But when you are both virgins, neither of you really knows how to get things started. Thankfully, Kate knew what she wanted. She started to strip off her old sweat pants and oversized t-shirt. Her tits were not that big so she did not bother wearing a bra. It was the first time I had seen breasts (other than my mom's when she breastfed my sister...and that don't count). I was fascinated with them, but she wanted to get on to other things. She was the director on this set. She wanted to me to finger her. So I did. She was tight but wet too. She wanted to try a blow job. She was not the best, but how was I to know that? She was certainly enthusiastic enough. She probably formed my preference for wet, sloppy blow jobs that summer. Getting the condom on was hilarious. We broke two. Good thing that mom had bought almost five dozen. One thing she had made clear: she was way too young to be a grandmother. We finally managed it though, getting that thing on my cock. It certainly was not because the condom was the wrong size; I have never and never will be a magnum guy. Then it was time for the big moment. I admit it; I hesitated. Losing your virginity is a serious thing. Mom's words echoed in my head. Was I ready? Was this how I wanted to lose it? Did I want to wait for someone special? Two seconds later, I took the plunge. I don't know what I expected but this was it. Better than Fifa World Cup, but not as good as the best game of Grand Theft Auto. To be fair, it was better than an average game of GTA. Just not as good as the 'best' one. Kate seemed to like it. Better than me even. At least from all the noise she was making. She even told me so while we were playing GTA afterwards. I kicked her ass in that game too. Of course, I was so nervous that first time that I did not manage to come at all. We went at it for over an hour, off and on, but I never managed to get off. Only when I was alone later on, thinking back on it and jerking off. But that orgasm was mind blowing. Like I had saved it all up. That was just the start though. Kate and I had weeks to practice. The other thing that the Internet rocks at...besides gaming codes...is porn. Kate and I both had a bit of a porn addiction and got loads of ideas. There was not much we did not try that summer...feet jobs, anal, you name it. I learned to eat pussy too, but only right after swimming when she was really clean. I got busy with my life after that summer. I never again spent a whole summer with mom. Sometimes I went a couple of years without visiting at all. But once or twice when I did visit I ran into Kate. Like me she had gone on with her life. Finished university, taken a teaching job, had a couple of relationships. We never did hook up again after that summer but we would laugh about the way we fumbled around as friends. I took my wife and new baby to see mom again this summer. One afternoon we sat on the bench in that same park where she used to take my little sister so Kate and I could get it on. She looked over at me with tears in her eyes as she watched her granddaughter take her first step to her teenage aunt. "Do you have any regrets? You know? About Kate?" That's my mom. Although it was my dad that raised me most of the time, it was my mom that I pattern my own parenting after...everything she ever did was about us. She thought everything through and put us first; right down to 'losing' me rather than put me through a nasty court fight. And that is how I want to raise my children...putting their needs first and worrying about every decision I make for them. But she had nothing to worry about on that one. I put my arm around her and squeezed, "You always taught me: no regrets, Mom. And I believe that." The damned sun got in my eyes then because they started to get all watery. But that is my mom. And my wonderful summer with the babysitter. The Babysitter Note: this is not a cuckold story but it's built like one. If you like stories about dominant sexual women who tease sex without giving it, this is the story for you. Otherwise, don't bother commenting or reading. ***** Hey there, how are you? Your name is Brandon, right? I'm Jackie, it's nice to finally meet you. I think we had biology together a couple years ago, right? God I hated that class. Mr. Terrence was such a perv. I swear, he was always trying to look down my shirt. There was one time after school when I was wearing this mesh top, probably two sizes too small. My tits were practically bursting out of that shirt, and Mr. Terrence was clearing gawking at them when he was supposed to be tutoring me. So I said, you know what Mr. Terrence? Just take a good look already so we can get on with the lesson! And I popped out my left tit and then my right, shook them around a little in his face and he practically fainted! I bet the perv went home and jerked off to it at his house, the weirdo. Gosh I'm sorry for going on such a tangent, that's so typical of me. I can be such a scatterbrain sometimes. I swear it's a miracle I even graduated with the rest of our class. It always felt like everyone was so smart there! Ashton and all his friends got those scholarships to Harvard! So many people are going abroad to great schools in Europe and Asia. It's like you and I are the only ones left in this dumpy North Carolina town, isn't it? Look at me , I did it again! Scatter brain Jackie! Let me actually get to the point for once! I was really distressed when I heard about your breakdown. It's really sad to hear about something bad happening to a former classmate, even if you didn't know him well. I wrote a long Facebook post in solidarity when you were in the hospital, talking about my own experiences with my cousin who had a mental breakdown a few years ago. It's really sad when a person gets to the point where they can't function in their life because of mental issues. Your parents sent me a message after they saw the post, thanking me for my support. I told them I would do anything to help them in their time of need, so here I am now! What I'm trying to say is that your parents know you need a lot of attention and care, and that's why they've hired me. When they're out of the house and busy, I'll come over and keep you company and cook you food and make sure you're in bed when you're supposed to have your rest. I guess you can think of me as your babysitter if that's alright with you! I think we can have a good time if you keep an open mind, right? I know this must be a lot for you to take in. Your parents told me that you feel that you've gotten better and don't need to be taken care of anymore. But trust me, after what you went through, you need to listen to us. Rest and care is what you need right now. You're probably not too happy about this. It's fine, I get that. Just a few months ago, we were classmates and you were studying in the same library I was skipping class to hang out in! Now here I am, in your house, and your parents are paying me to tell you what to do? I know it's weird. But if you go along with it, it will be much better for all of us. When I say it's time for you to go to bed, you have to listen to me. I know what's right to get you healthy. I may not have a nursing degree, but I baby sat all throughout high school with kids of all ages. And I know you're not a kid but with your condition, well, it might be best if you have someone who can deal with kids like me. I may have gotten D grades but everyone deserves a second chance, even a dust brain like me! Brandon, why don't you go eat the macaroni and cheese I made in the kitchen? You must be hungry. After that, we can talk about getting you ready for bed. Brandon, is it alright if I ask you a personal question while you eat? I was talking to Ashton about this new job with your parents, and he mentioned that you had a crush on me for a little while back in high school. Is that true? Oh I didn't mean to make you embarrassed! Trust me, I'm used to guys having crushes on me. At my last babysitting job, one of the boys did. He was ten, it was really cute actually. It was less cute when I learned his dad felt the same way! He was driving me home one night and pulled over to show me his cock. I admit it was one of the bigger cocks I have seen but it was hairy and I didn't know what to do. He kept touching my breasts and trying to undo my pants. I wasn't sure I wanted it to go on, even though I was starting to feel a tingle in my back and legs. He wanted to strip me nude and mount me over the backseat of his car. I suggested I give him a handjob instead, which he didn't seem to like until I got my two saliva coated palms wrapped around his shaft. When you develop tits like mine at age twelve, you learn quick how to give a perfect handie! I had him gushing like a waterfall in a couple of minutes. From then on, it wasn't a problem for me to jerk him off after my shift on the ride home. Whoops! Look me, blabbing on like an idiot when you've finished eating ages ago! Let me get this cleaned up and then I'll get you into a bath. Brandon, why are you looking at me like that? Of course I'm going to have to supervise your bath. After all that's happened, you can't be in there alone. It's my job to take care of you, so stop fighting me on this. Let's get you out of those clothes already. There we go, now follow me upstairs. Step right into the water, here you go. As I said, don't be so embarrassed. I've seen a naked man before, Brandon. There's nothing wrong with a little cock and balls. Ack, I mean, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to call you little, or, well, you're not big really either but it wasn't nice of me to—oh my god I'll shut up now! Ugh, I'm sorry. I'm such a ditz, that was really not nice of me to say. Here, let me take another look. Please stop squirming and let me hold it. I was going to have to wash it anyway Brandon so at least let me look at what I'm doing! See, it's not as small as I thought. Actually, now that you're getting hard I can see that I was totally wrong about your size. You're definitely average, or at least only a little bit under average. That's definitely not little, don't you worry! Let me get under there to wash your balls. There we go. Wow, you're really twitching. Have you gotten laid at all since you've been in the hospital? ... Brandon, did you get laid at all before you were in the hospital? ... Oh my god, Brandon, tell me it's not true, you're not a VIRGIN, that can't be possible. You're serious? So these hands, right now, are the first time you've ever gotten a woman to touch you? Oh no, don't feel bad about that. It's alright. Actually it's great. You should be celebrating. Today's the last day you have to say that! In this bath, you've got two of the best hands out there touching you right now! Brandon, you're twitching so much, do you want me to keep going? I can help you Brandon, it's alright. Just let me do my work. You know, for a young man like you, cumming regularly is definitely important to your health. Let me help you in this bath, right now. Just a few more strokes and I'll have you shoot a dirty load right into this bath water. Just a few more strokes, here, let me touch your balls... oh did you like that? We're almost there, don't you feel it? Just give in to it, let my hands take over. I'm taking good care of you, feel that? Did you like that Brandon? Feel your balls start tightening and shoot a fat load for me, right now, please! How was that? Your very first handjob, did you like it? Don't get too used it, though. It'll be tough to find a girl as good with her hands as me. It's actually a special talent of mine. Jackie Jack Off! That's what Ashton used to call me. Did he ever tell you that? I guess it was a big secret back then. I used to jerk him off all the time back in high school. It's how I got so good. I mean, Ashton's a special guy. His brain is wired totally differently than anyone else. It's what makes him so smart, but it also makes his hormones totally weird. The guy's dick is like a genetic mutation. I never measured or anything but there is no way it's under a foot. And he gets hard every couple of hours if he doesn't unload. I once drained his balls one afternoon only to get a text three hours later that he was clutching himself in pain he was so hard and full of cum again. And every load is like forcing a gallon of pudding through a pen cap. I don't normally like to swallow, but with Ashton if I didn't guzzle down as much as I could it would have practically flooded the room. The guy is a freak, but hey, I'm not complaining. When I could actually get him to stick it in me instead of using my hands, I swear he could hit something inside of me that made his jizz come out my eyes! Like, it felt that way, I meant. You know what, after I get you dressed and tucked into bed, I think I'm going to take a bath. After all that talk of Ashton, I think I could use some time to turn these hands on myself. Here, step out and use this towel while I drain and refill the tub. There are pajamas for you right there. Let me take you to your bedroom now. I hope you don't mind if I start to undress now? I mean, ugh, I know it's wrong but I want to get into that tub already. Who am I kidding, of course you don't mind. You probably want me naked more than I want me naked! Are you a tit man, Brandon? Oh please, forgive me, I forgot you said you were a virgin. So you don't even know yet! When the time comes for you to actually get your dick inside a woman, you'll learn quick whether you're a tit or an ass man. Get into the bed, let me tuck you in. There there, nice and tight. I hope it wasn't too weird having me as a babysitter tonight. And you don't have to worry about me going anywhere. Your parents are paying me a really good amount to be here and I don't need to look for another job or anything. So as long as you need help, I can be come over and watch you. And hey, maybe during a school vacation when Ashton is in town, he can come over and hang with us. You two used to be close, right? And I know I would appreciate it a lot. Brandon, I said it's bed time. Why are you following me out of your room? I just tucked you in. I told you I'm on fire and I wanted to get to the bath. What are you trying to say? ... oh I see. You're more of a perv than I thought. Do you want to watch me play with myself Brandon? Well, the answer is absolutely not. Maybe with my gabbing about cock and my attempt to take care of you in the bath you got the wrong idea. I'm not here to make you cum, Brandon. I'm here to make you healthy. So you get right back into that bed and you go to sleep. That's more like it, Brandon. Now close your eyes. Here, I tucked you in again. You better not move a muscle. Brandon, I think we had a lot of fun tonight. And if you want to keep having fun like this, you're going to have to follow the rules. Now when I'm over there in your bathroom tub, screwing my brains out to the thought of your friend's freaky dick, where are you going to be? Here, in the bed, that's right. And if I happen to make some noises from the bathroom, noises of thriving ecstatic pleasure, I'm not going to be able to control how you respond to that. So if you want to touch yourself too, listening, that up to you. As long as you don't even think of leaving. Now if you'll excuse me, my thighs are starting to drip onto your carpet and my bath is getting cold. Goodnight Brandon. The Babysitter The first time Jennifer came over, I thought nothing of it. I was eighteen, moving quickly towards independence, and frankly, not the least bit concerned that my parents didn't trust me enough to watch over my seven year old brother. I don't blame them, because aside from occasionally doing some homework, all I ever did was play video games, listen to heavy metal, and read comics. It's not that they didn't think I was a total hellian, it was just this issue of responsibility that seemed to convince them to shell out the money to hire someone "more capable of getting Randy to bed on time." At least when any babysitter came over, they left the explicit instructions to leave me alone unless I turned the music up to loud or if smoke was coming from my room. So during Jennifer's first visit, a night my parents went to the movies and then to dinner at the new Italian place downtown, I never once emerged from behind my locked door. I just sat there and played video games and watched TV. I didn't hear much from the rest of the house, except for Jennifer yelling out to Randy that it was lights out. Her second visit was exactly two weeks later and this time I actually had to meet her. I had accidentally left my door cracked and my mom had pushed it open and announced that it was time I met Jennifer. Although I disagreed, Jennifer appeared right behind her and smiled. An average girl, I remember thinking. A senior in high school, she had long brown hair and soft, brown eyes, but she wasn't a knock-out. Her breasts were big, though, and I also remember her kind of catching me staring at them as my mom formerly introduced us. "Hi," I said bleakly, trying to play uninterested. "Hi," she responded, "If you need anything tonight just ask." And that was that. It was the third visit I'll never forget. This was the time my parents were going to dinner and theater and had actually set a bedtime for me. They said it would be after one before the came back, and by then, they proclaimed that I was to be in bed with the lights out. I was playing one of my favorite games that night when I heard a tremendous rumble echo through the house. So for once, I left my bedroom to see what was going on. I walked into the living room to find Jennifer on top of Randy pinning him to the ground, both laughing. "I told you I'd catch you!" she laughed, "Bedtime." "Okay, okay," Randy gave in. That's when she noticed me. "Hi," she said, her expression a surprised one, "I didn't expect to see you tonight." "I just heard all the noise," I shrugged. "Oh," Jennifer answered, "I didn't mean to bother you, your baby brother here is impossible to get to bed." "I'm not a baby!" Randy objected. "Fine," Jennifer smiled, "Then be a big boy and go to bed by yourself." Randy huffed, but agreed. And soon, I was back in my room again playing video games. It was a little after eleven when there was a soft knock on my door. I opened it and there stood Jennifer, her breasts looking bigger than ever behind her plain, blue tee shirt. "Hey," she said, "Not to bug you, but please be in bed when your parents come home, okay?" I smirked but nodded. Fair enough. "Don't make me wrestle you down, too," she said with a smile. I laughed softly. "Fat chance," I retorted as she turned to walk away. "Fat chance of what?" she turned around and asked, "Of you being in bed or me wrestling you down?" "Either," I responded and right then she grabbed me. Shocked, I could do nothing but watch as she pushed me to the ground and straddled me, pinning my hands to the floor. "Hey!" I objected, "That hurt!" Jennifer smiled and tightened her grip. "Let me up!" I demanded. "What's the magic word?" she asked, and as she did, I realized something awful. My dick was quickly growing hard. I frantically struggled to save face, but as she shifted to keep her position, she obviously noticed. Her smile turned to a complexed look. I expected her to jump off me in anger, but instead, she just loosened her grip on my hands. I quit struggling and felt my face grow beet red. "My, my," Jennifer said and sat up straight, the weight of her now completely on my waist and crotch. "I'm really sorry," I began. "Don't be," she said and smiled, "That's a great compliment." "Thanks," I responded, still embarrassed to all hell. "Can I ask you something personal?" she asked, and as she did, she shifted slightly, grinding herself briefly on my hard dick. The sensation was unbelievable. "Okay," I said, only slightly aware that I thrusted my waist up just a tad, bringing on another sensation like the first. "Are you a virgin?" she asked. "Yes," I answered honestly, without hesitation or even consideration of lying. "Do you want me to get off you?" she asked next. "No," I answered simply, but this also truthfully. Then, without further conversation, she pulled off her shirt. And as she did she grinded herself against my dick again and I remember gasping lightly. Her breasts were beautiful. Fully developed and stout, I just stared in amazement. Next, she reached back and removed her bra and now I saw all. Nipples, breast, everything. "What do you think?" she asked matter-of-factly. "I like them," I answered and thrust my waist up again. "Touch them," she said, and so I did, reaching up and carefully massaging her breasts. "Can I ask you something?" I asked as she purred to my careful massaging. "Anything," she answered in a sexy tone. "Are you a virgin?" "No," Jennifer answered bluntly, "I lost my virginity when I was thirteen." At this, she winked, and my dick grew harder than ever. "How many times have you had sex?" I asked, feeling very brave at my hard line of questioning. She laughed and leaned down on me, letting her nipples touch my face and then leaned back up. "Not enough," she finally answered and put her hands on my chest. I didn't know what to say, next, but fortunately, she kept the conversation going. "Can I ask you something else, something really personal?" "Okay," I replied, noticing she was grinding herself up and down my dick now. "Would you tell your parents if you lost your virginity tonight?" "No," I answered quickly, my heart for the first time beating in nervousness. "Would you tell your parents," she asked, then paused, then continued," If I pulled your shorts down and screwed the ever living hell out of you?" My heart stutter stepped and I lamely shook my head. "Am I scaring you?" she suddenly asked and quit grinding. Instead of responding, I simply jerked my waist upwards. At this, she smiled and continued grinding. "Do you want to have sex?" she asked, "Don't feel pressured." I just nodded. "Is that yes you're being pressured or yes you want to fuck?" she clarified. "I want to have sex," I said and that was all that was needed. Jennifer got on her knees and unbuttoned her cut-off jean shorts and pulled them down to reveal black lace panties. She stood up, removing the shorts and then the panties, and I remember watching in amazement at her jiggling breasts. Her pussy was beautiful. I stared and almost came as she sat back on me, now completely naked. My shorts had an elastic waist, so removing them and my briefs seemed to be one natural motion for her. My hard cock finally came free, and before I could say anything, she grabbed it and lowered herself greedily onto it. The feeling was at first strange, very hot and wet, but then I adjusted and the sensation was all pleasurable. Jennifer gasped and leaned down on me and rubbed her breasts in my face. Then, without warning, she sat straight up and began bucking her body on top of me. There was nothing soft about this lovemaking. She was frantically riding my dick, sliding up and down, and then around, rubbing my chest with her hands. She was fucking me hard, and soon she was leaning back and just thrusting her hips back and forth. I could no longer take it, and as she sat back up and began madly jerking back and forth, I came with a mighty force. This she noticed and yelled out "Cum for me, baby, cum for me!" "Oh God!" was my response. "Keep cumming! Oh keep cumming!" she yelled back I did and when it was over the bucking stopped and she slowly slid off. "What did you think?" she asked a few minutes later as we lay side-by-side. "That was great," I said and I wasn't lying. It was ten minutes later that I got my first blowjob. It as a week later that we did it doggy-style on my bed, and then tried 69 on the living room floor. The week after that, she introduced me to anal sex. This followed, of course, by sex in the shower. For a babysitter, Jennifer did a pretty damn good job, I thought. Even better, when some months later, she brought her friend Allison over. But that's a story for another day. The Babysitter Ben often did a lot of baby sitting, just to get some extra money to spend when he went to University this year. He had a few regular families in the village; most of the kids were aged between 5 -12. However, there was one family whose child they wanted baby-sitting, was a damn sight older than that. The Patrick's were a very strict family, they very rarely went out, only to play bridge. They did not let their daughter go out. Sophie was in college, and was a very quiet girl. Whenever Ben went over to sit for the Patrick's, she would sit in her room and read. Ben was an attractive young man, 5'10, black hair and clean-shaven. All the mothers in the village wished their daughters would bring him home, probably to look at him themselves. Ben was an active sports player; he played rugby regularly and squash at least twice a week. This meant that he had a very fit body, muscular and toned. He went down the local pub quite often, where he would play pool, get pissed, and inevitably take one of the admiring girl's back to his bed to fuck. He never had anything other than a sexual relationship with the girls from the village, but they worshipped him no matter. It was a January night, and Ben was walking up the village to the Patrick's. He always enjoyed going there, as Sophie never bothered him, he could watch TV or sleep all night. He rang the doorbell and stepped back from the door. Mrs Patrick answered the door. "Evening Ben, how are you?" she asked. "Very well thank-you, and you?" Ben replied. He was always polite, and this was why a lot of the families liked him. "Mustn't grumble, we going to bridge at the Connor's tonight." She said as she ushered him through the door. Ben walked through to the living room, and was surprised to see Sophie sitting on one of the sofas watching TV. "Hi Sophie, how are you?" Ben asked. "Fine!" Sophie snapped back. This didn't surprise Ben at all, as she was never the happiest of people. Mr. Patrick walked through the room, mumbling to himself. "Come on then women, else we will never get there!" he snapped "oh, hello Ben." "Evening Mr. Patrick." "Right don't talk him death then Sophie," Mr. Patrick said sarcastically. Sophie just let out a grunt, and a small smile, as if to say 'fuck off dad'. Mr. and Mrs. Patrick walked out the front door, mumbling at each other, and shouting that they might be late tonight. Ben sat down on a chair in the living room, and started to watch the TV, a documentary of the sexual cycle of the Hippo. 'Oh brilliant' thought Ben to himself. He looked at Sophie, as she watched the TV intently, she was quite an attractive girl, about 5'4, brown hair down to her shoulders, her face was innocent, cute and kind of baby looking. She was wearing baggy track-suit bottoms and a sweatshirt, so it was hard for Ben to make out what her figure was like, but she wasn't overweight, so he thought it would probably be quite nice. The commercial blazed out on the TV, which caused Ben to drag his stare away from Sophie. "Would you like something to drink?" Sophie asked. This was probably the most she had ever spoken to Ben. "No I'm fine thanks." Ben replied. Sophie got up from the sofa and wandered to the kitchen. Ben took a good look at her body when she walked. The shape of her breasts could be seen, they seemed large and pert, when she turned round, her bottom looked nice and firm as well. This was the first time Ben had properly looked at Sophie, and he found very attractive. She walked back through carrying a glass of squash; she glanced at Ben, and caught him looking directly at her. Ben, being a lady's man, looked straight into her eyes, not fearing anything. Sophie quickly looked down, sat back in her seat and took a sip of her drink. She quickly glanced at Ben, seeing that he was still staring at her; she made a wry smile and looked back at the TV. Ben kept glancing over to look at Sophie throughout the duration of the documentary. Occasionally he would catch Sophie looking at him, at which point she would move uncomfortable of the sofa and focus on the TV. By the end of the programme, Ben knew that he wanted Sophie, and badly. But this girl was different to the others, they all made moves on Ben, making it easy for him. If he wanted Sophie he would have to do it! They kept watching TV for a while, both exchanging glances at each other. Sophie was growing aware of the feelings she was having towards Ben. Sophie had never been interested in boys before, she had never had a boyfriend, never been kissed, and suffice to say she was a virgin. She had never experienced an orgasm before; she had heard other girls at school talking about them, but never had one. In the last month she had started to experiment with her body, touching her nipples, stroking her pussy. Every time she had done this, she felt a slight tingle through her body, but she had been scared to continue. As she sat there looking at Ben, looking at his fit body, his attractive face, she started to feel the tingle all over her body. Her knickers started to feel a bit damp, and she thought that it might show on her tracksuit bottoms. We this fear, she slyly moved her hand down between her legs and felt her crotch, as yet she could not feel the dampness soaking through to her joggers. Out of the corner of his eye, Ben saw her do this, this got him excited and his cock started to twitch to life. With the fear of the wet spot appearing, Sophie got up to go and change. Ben watched as she walked up the stairs, her breasts bouncing up and down as she went up the stairs. Sophie ran into her bedroom, and quickly took her joggers off, she ran her finger over her pants, and was amazed to find how wet they were. As she touched herself, the tingles ran all over her body, more than ever before, she started to breathe heavily. She whipped her hand from her crotch, and calmed herself down. Never had she felt liked this before, she loved the feeling, she started to think about Ben, how he would look naked, what his penis would look like, she had never seen a penis before, how big would it be? As she thought about this, her hand slipped down to her pussy again, gently touching it, rubbing it. All of a sudden she heard a creak on the landing. "Sophie, are you OK?" Ben asked. Sophie removed her hands, and put on a pair of dark shorts, so as not to show her wetness. "Yes, I'm...I'm fine!" she splurged out, still breathing erratically. She opened the door, and saw Ben in the landing. How gorgeous he looked, his body was so firm, his jeans were tight around his legs, his top tight on his chest. Ben turned around to go down the stairs, Sophie looked in aura as his firm bum went down the stairs, she couldn't cope, she had to touch him soon else she was going to faint. She followed him down the stairs and sat back on the couch. Ben looked as she past his chair, he got a faint smell of her when she past, as Ben had been with many women before, he could tell the smell of sex. This turned him on immensely and his cock twitched again. He looked at her newly revealed legs, they were good legs, slender and firm, this caused his cock to push up more. Ben couldn't take it anymore, he had to do or say something. "So...which lucky bloke are you seeing at the moment?" Ben asked. "Erh... none, I don't have much luck with blokes really." She replied "No way." Ben said with false surprise "I'd thought the blokes would be swarming around you." "No, I can't seem to find one that likes me. But to be honest I haven't really seen one I like yet. Well not until...." she stopped mid sentence, she couldn't say that. "Until what?" Ben asked, knowing full well that she meant him. "Nothing. Doesn't matter." Sophie thought she was in too deep. "Till you met me!" Ben said confidently. Knowing full well that before the night was out he would have his hands on this untouched innocent little beauty. Sophie looked shocked, though deep inside excited that Ben had made the first move. She didn't know what to say, to deny, to admit or say nothing and hope Ben would say something. "I'm right aren't I?" Ben said confidently "Your all excited because I'm here, looking at you. You like me looking at you, while you touch yourself." Shit! Sophie thought, he saw me. What could she do now, the truth was out. Should she just get up and throw herself on him. There were so many scenarios running through her head, she didn't know what to do or say, all she knew is that she wanted to touch Ben. Then, out of the blue, Ben got up and walked towards Sophie, he sat next to here on the sofa, just far away not to touch her. "So, are you going to do something, or am I going to have to start it off." He asked. "OK" she whispered. "OK what, you want me to start?" Sophie just nodded, to excited, to scared to say anything. Ben rubbed his hand on Sophie's leg, running it up to her thigh and back down again. As soon as he touched her, Sophie twitched, a shock ran through her body, his touch was so soft, the feeling was greater than she thought it could ever be. He put his hand on her chin, and pulled her face towards his. She was looking down, trying not to make eye contact. He raised her face and made eye contact, he could see the fear in her face. "Don't worry" he whispered. He moved his face closer to hers, and gently kissed her, brushing her lips with his tongue. He drew back to see her eyes were closed, he moved back and kissed her again, this time he slipped his tongue in to her mouth, and played with her tongue. Fireworks were going of in Sophie's head, and in her groin. She had never felt such pleasure; she moved her hands and held Ben's broad shoulders. She opened her mouth wider, and slipped her tongue into his mouth, she loved it, and she never wanted it to end. Ben leaned towards her, and pushed her back into the side of the sofa, she leant back, with Ben leaning on her. She could feel Ben's body on top of her, pressing her breasts, his hands had moved to her back, slowly rubbing her lower back. The sensation going on in her pussy was amazing, nothing she had felt before. Then Sophie said something she couldn't believe came out of her mouth. "Touch me" "All over" she whispered. Ben didn't need a second invitation. He leaned back up, and took his top off, revealing his masculine body, muscles rippling. Sophie reached out and touched his chest, rubbing her hands over his pecks and nipples, which by this time had hardened slightly. Ben then put his hands around Sophie, lifted her up and placed her gently on the floor. Sophie lay there admiring Ben's body, when he picked up her left leg and started to kiss her foot, then her calf, then her knee. Sophie closed her eyes and let his tongue wander up her leg, her pussy was tingling with anticipation, the thought of Ben touching it drove her wild. He ran his tongue down the inside of her milky thigh, stopping before he reached her pussy, his nose pressed against her shorts, he took a deep breathe and he could feel the wetness on his nose. His cock was pounding against his jeans, he was so hard, the smell of her, the touch of her skin drove him mad with passion. Ben moved up over her shorts and he gently rose her top up, showing him her beautiful flat stomach, he continued to slide his tongue up her, around her navel. He pushed her top up some more, to see the bottom of her breasts; she had no bra on. His lips moved up, and he started to kiss the base of her breasts, every kiss was met with a quiet moan from Sophie. He eventually moved her top over her breasts, exposing her nipples which where large and hard. Sophie leaned up and took her top of completely. Ben's hands moved around and slowly caressed her breasts, kneading them in his palms, rubbing her hard buds with the palm of his hands. Ben's right leg was between hers; she felt it slightly press against her pussy mound, causing a small shock to happen. She then pushed her pussy onto his leg, softly at first, but as he continued to feel her breasts, she pushed harder. Ben then took a nipple in his lips, softly kissing it, running his tongue around and over it. Sophie placed her hands on the back of his head and pushed him harder on to her breasts. Ben's cock was as hard as rock by now, trying as hard as it could to get out of his pants. Ben moved around, so that he could rub his hard cock, up against Sophie's pussy. This was the first time Sophie had felt a cock anywhere on her body, it seemed huge, she wanted to touch it. She moved her hand down and gently rubbed over Ben's jeans, the touch of her hand, sent a twitch through Ben's body, she reacted by rubbing harder. Ben sat up on his knees, and pulled Sophie's hand onto his bulging jeans, slowly rubbing her hand over his cock. He then unbuttoned his jeans, and pulled them, along with his boxers, down to his knees. Sophie couldn't believe what she saw, it was amazing, big (at least she thought it looked big, but having never seen one before she couldn't tell, she estimated it at being about 8 inches long, and 2 inches thick), it stood upright against his stomach. She pushed her hand back, and wrapped it around his throbbing manhood. It was to big for just one hand so Ben put her other hand on it. It was so warm, and hard, the top was more swollen than the shaft. Ben started to move her hands up and down his shaft, every time she went over his swollen head, he would moan. As she did this, pre-cum started to ooze from his tip. She rubbed it over his tip. Ben was kneeling there, eyes closed, moaning gently as she stroked his cock. Enough was enough, he had to put this in her soon, or else he would shoot all over her. He removed her hands, and put his hands on the top of her shorts, Sophie raised her ass, and Ben slipped of her shorts. This revealed a very plain pair of white cotton panties, which were soaked around her crotch. Sophie leaned back and closed her eyes. Ben then ran one finger from the top of her pubic mound, down over her pussy lips. With this Sophie let out a small gasp, and pushed herself against his hand. He then rubbed his hand all over her pussy, as she gently ground herself against his hand. She started to breathe heavily; she had never felt this before. Ben moved his hand and pulled her panties of, revealing a very dark bush, which was glistening with her juices. Sophie never said anything, she just laid they, letting out quiet groans. Ben bent down spread her legs wider, so he could see his target to its full extent. He positioned his face just infront of it, her pubes tickling his nose. He blow softly onto her lips, at which she jolted over her body, he then stuck his tongue out and pushed against her puffed lips. He ran his tongue all around her lips, licking the juices of her, he would apply slight pressure to her now exposed hard bud. This drove her wild, she had obviously never had this done before, Ben lent forward and kissed her lips, tasting her juices, then he kissed her clit. This sent tremors all the way through her body, he then sucked on it, licked it, flicked it with his tongue. All this while one hand was playing with her nipples, and the other rubbing her swollen, wet pussy lips. She was moaning louder, pushing herself closer to him, he knew she was on the verge of what he knew was her first ever orgasm. He sucked hard on her clit, and slowly insert a finger into her love hole, not too far, but far enough to send her over the edge. "OOOhhhhhhhhhh myyyyyy Gooooooodddddd" Sophie screamed. At which point, her body convulsed, her breathing was very heavy, and her pussy started to flex. Ripples of pleasure, ecstasy, spread all over Sophie's body, she was in heaven. As Ben knelt there, floods of Sophie's juices came out of her as she had her first orgasm. She tasted so sweet; he lapped at her juices as they ran down her pussy and on her ass. She lay there for a minute, as Ben licked her clean, running his tongue all over her. "I want you to take my virginity." She said softly. "Are you sure?" "Definite, I want to feel you in me." She replied. Ben moved up her body, trailing kisses up her body. He slowly guided his hard, throbbing cock, into her. He inserted his tip gently; she was tight, but wet enough for it to glide in. As he pushed it in gently, Sophie let out little gasps of pleasure. He then felt the resistance he expected, Ben held her tightly, and pushed his way through it. Sophie let out a cry of pain, Ben held her for a while, not moving. He let her calm down and then he pushed his cock in the full way, she felt so tight. He started to push his cock in and out of her, at first she just laid there, but then she started to push her hips up to meet him, to get his cock deeper into her pulsating pussy. They started to get a steady rhythm going, both of them intertwined with each other, there lips locked. As Ben started to push harder, Sophie could feel herself coming close to cumming again; she stopped kissing him and started to push as hard as she could against him, groaning louder and louder. Ben was also getting close to shooting his load. All of a sudden Ben worked himself into a frenzy, pushing hard, moaning out louder. "AAAAAaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhHHHHH" he screamed His body tensed, his eyes glazed over, his legs went all limp. He proceeded to shoot what seemed endless amounts of cum into Sophie's cunt. Spurt after spurt hit her. As soon as that happened, the feeling of his was cream inside her sent Sophie back over the edge, she let out a large gasp, held Ben tightly, digging her finger into his back, as she tensed all over with pleasure, and had another orgasm. They lay for a minute of two, eyes closed, breathing heavily. Ben opened his eyes, and looked at Sophie, that was the best fuck of his life, FROM A VIRGIN. All he could think off, was what she would be like with more experience. "You were awesome." He said. "Really, you're not just saying that?" "No, that was the best." "Good, because I'm sure I'll only get better." She looked into his eyes, and kissed him. Him knowing that he would try and fuck her as often as possible. She knew that she was good, she knew he would always be there to fuck, and she knew that this had opened her eyes to life, and boy, was she going to fucking live it. The Babysitter I can't wait to see you tonight," my girlfriend, Gina, said to me over the phone. "Me too," I sighed. I had been idly pressing my pussy against the kitchen counter the whole time that she had been talking to me. "Did you get a babysitter for Eve lined up?" she asked. "Yeah," I said, "The girl across the street." "How old is she?" Gina giggled. "She's only JUST turned eighteen you big dyke!" I said. "Besides, its so handy to have Becky so close and not to have to worry about using someone I don't know, especially after hearing all those babysitter horror stories!" "Yeah but is she cute?" Gina continued to kid me. "She's very pretty," I said. At first I had be taken aback by Gina's teasing, but as I answered I suddenly had a vision of my short-haired butch girlfriend fucking the little high school girl next door with a strap-on. Just then there was a knock on the door and Becky entered the front vestibule. "Gina, she's here. I gotta go," I said as I quickly leaned away from the counter and straightened my dress. "Okay, baby. I'll see you when you get here. Love ya." "Okay see you, sweetie." I said and hung up the phone. I was just turning to say hello to Becky when all at once she burst into tears. Surprised, I stopped in mid sentence and went over to hold the now sobbing teenager. With my arm around her shoulder, I led Becky over to the large sofa and asked her what was wrong. "Everything," she cried, "My boy friend wants to dump cuz' I won't let him---you know, let him....." "You mean go all the way," I asked, still kind of thinking about what I had pictured Gina doing to her. Becky only nodded and cried even harder. "Boys can be such pigs," she said. As I held Becky close, I could feel her cheek up against my chest. I was wearing a thin silk dress, and the feel of the teenager's face against my firm breasts was starting to make my nipples hard. Over the last two years Becky had blossomed into a very pretty young girl. She had piercing green eyes and dark hair that was usually in a simple pony tail. Although not entirely filled out, she had a lean and lanky frame with just enough curves to let you know she was definitely female. She had narrow hips and was a bit knock-kneed. An adult man could have palmed her round little butt in one hand. Her breasts could best be described as perky, and while they weren't big, they looked just perfect on her youthful body. Earlier that summer, while Becky was over using the pool, I had noticed that she looked wholesome yet very sexy in her tiny white bikini. I will never forget how the thin material of her suit clung to her body when she crawled out of the pool. The funny thing was that she had no idea of the affect she had on not only boys, but anyone who saw her dressed so skimpily. She had met Mick that day, and they had started dating. I almost was pissed off as I realized how that little bastard must have hurt her. Fucking men are all the same. Now it was up to me to calm the girl down and maybe help her through her problem. After a few minutes Becky relaxed, and she started to tell me what had happened. "We were at my house yesterday while my parents were still at work," she said ,"and he asked me if he could kiss me..." I wiped a tear away from the corner of her eye as she continued. "I thought it was so sweet how he asked me...so we started kissing...and it was real nice...but then he started touching my butt but it tickled....I didn't want him to stop kissing me, I just wanted him to stop tickling me..." "It's okay," I told her. "I told him to stop, but he took it wrong and started to get all mad...and he called me a tease, said he was tired of messing with me, and left." "Don't you worry, sweetie," I said. "Its not your fault. Mick was way out of line trying to push you into something you didn't want to do." "But I want too, I just don't know how!" she sighed. "What do you mean, Becky?" I asked. "Well..." she stammered, "...I just...I mean...I've never done anything like that, and I don't know...I'm scared.Could you help me Miss Andrews? I really need help with this" I didn't really know what kind of help she was looking for. I knew what kind of help I WANTED to give her, but surely I could never get away with that. Not knowing where the situation was going, I looked into Becky's eyes and nodded in the affirmative. "What is it you would like to know dear? " I asked. "I don't know..." Becky said as she shyly pulled away from my embrace. As she shifted around looking at the tips of her shoes, I had my first chance of the evening to notice how she was dressed. She had on a demure white button shirt that looked like it was about three sizes to big for her and very baggy khaki shorts. The only skin showing was her skinny knees between the hem of her shorts and her white knee socks. "Have you ever fooled around with anyone before?" I asked. "No..." she said quietly. "Nothing?" I asked. "Nope," she answered, "only kissing." "Do you ever touch yourself?" I asked. "You mean, down there?" she whispered as she hestitantly pointed towards her groin. "Yes," I said, "Have you evet mastrubated?" "Oh no!" she answered. "Do you?" "Yeah," I answered, but, to be honest, I was starting to get bored with her. Eve was still asleep upstairs so there was no real hurry to end this conversation, but I did have an eventful night planned with Gina. I had been so turned on just a few seconds ago that I really wanted to get over to Gina's and get to fucking while I was still horny. Just when I was starting to wonder if this backward young thing would ever get around to whatever it was that she had on her mind I noticed that she had starting unbottoning her blouse. I have to admit, even I was a little shocked when she pulled open her shirt exposing the beautiful pink lace bra that gently cupped her tiny bosom. In awe, I watched as she reached inside her shirt and cupped her hands over her cute bra. "I get so scared when Mick touches them," she said, "and I feel so squishy inside...I can feel my nipples get hard and I get so flustered I just stop him...Look, see them now, they're getting hard just from me touching them." Beneath the lacy under thing I could see the outline of rigid nipples showing through the sheer fabric. Without thinking about it, I reached out to caress one of the hard nubs. Becky let out an audible sigh as I gently took the tip of her breast between my thumb and forefinger. I pinched it softly and then flattened my palm against her tiny tit. "Does that feel awkward?" I asked her. "No..." the girl replied. She looked up at me, and her saw that her eyes had grown wide with excitement and fear. "This is all he wants to do, " I said. As I was talking I slipped my hand behind Becky's back and unclasped her bra, letting it fall away from her young chest. I stopped for a second to look at her little titties. The tiny mounds were just large enough that they curved up slightly. Her nipples looked a little too big for the size of her breasts and they bulged out like tiny cherries in her current state of arousel. So much for my date. Gina would have to understand. Reaching out towards her again, I cupped both of Becky's tits in my hands, bent my head down, and flicked my tongue over the end of one nipple. Inhaling sharpely, Becky inadvertantly arched her back, pressing her entire breast into my mouth. "Miss Andrews!" she said as she tried to pull away. "I shouldn't be doing this!" Letting her step away from my touch, I looked at her, smiled, and said, "Take off your shorts, Becky." There was an awkward moment as she stood staring at me. Finally, the young girl undid her button and zipper and let the khakis slip down over her girlish hips. Wearing nothing but her unbottoned shirt, white knee socks, and baby blue cotton panties, Becky stood still, waiting for me to tell her what to do next. "Come over here and unzip my dress." I told her. Without saying anything, she hesitantly walked behind me and slowly unzipped the zipper. Letting the garment fall from my shoulders, I turned to face her as I stepped out of it. Wearing only a matching black panties, bra, and garter set, I took her by the hand and led her to the sofa. "Now unhook my bra, sweetie," I whispered. Fumbling like a nervous school boy, Becky spent many awkward seconds trying to get it off. When she finally did, I turned around, clasped my hands around the small of her back, and pulled her back down to the sofa so that her chest was mashed against mine. Surprised by the sudden movement, Becky was not really sure what was happening as I reached up and kissed her. Just as I felt her big nipples grinding into mine, she jumped up off of me. "I really can't do this!" she said. "I'm not even gay!" She looked down at me as if to ask me if it was alright for her to go. I only smiled and off-handedly rolled one of my nipples back and forth between my fingers. "I'm just gonna go now...okay?" she said. She turned to leave but hesitated as I stood up and put my hand on her shoulder. Moving closer to her, I clasped my hands over her flat belly, pressed my tits against her back, and whispered into her ear. "I'm gonna fuck you now, Becky." She inhaled as she felt the hot air of my breath on her ear, and I slid one of my hands into her little blue undies. Instictively tyring to avoind the touch of my fingers, she pressed her tiny ass back against my thighs as I cupped her pubic mound. I could feel that she was very hairy for a girl her age as I worked my fingers around, gently opening her swollen lips. "Please stop Miss Andrews..." she said, but her body betrayed her as she slowly ground her hips into my hand. With my other hand, I pulled her undies down around her knees, but I could not get them any further without taking my hand away from her pussy. Her wetness soon soaked my hand and her pubic hair alike. Bemused, I giggled, thinking back to how wet I used to get when I was eighteen. Confident that her protests were over, I withdrew my sopping hand and guided her into having a seat on the sofa. Kneeling between the young girls legs, I slid her undies completely off and motioned for her to lie back. "What are you going to do Miss Andrews?" she moaned. "I told you already," I said. She smiled, and I bent my head to her swollen cunt. Slowly sliding my forefinger into her pussy and my middle finger up her asshole, I clamped my mouth over top of her clitoris and started to suck. Within seconds she was in orgasm, rocking her hips back and forth wildly, and smearing her virginal wetness all over my face. "Oh fuck! Oh fuck!" she screamed as she squeezed my head between her legs. She had come three or four times, but I continued to apply my hold on her nether regions. The orgasms swept through the young girl's body one after another like waves on a beach. When I finally released her, her chest was still heaving. I stood up and marveled at her spent little figure. She did not even see me take off my black panties as she lay there hugging herself in a little ball. When she had recovered a little more, she jumped up and hugged me. I kissed her again, but this time her tounge met mine as our lips pressed together. "Oh, what can I do to thank you, Miss Andrews?" the estatic girl whispered. "It's funny that you ask, sweetie," I said as I twirled around and sat down on the sofa with my legs spread as wide as hers had been a minute ago. As the young girl nervously stared at my neatly trimmed pussy, I smiled up at her and said, "You'll have to stay and eat!" The Babysitter As my marriage began its long spiral descent into the inferno of divorce, other areas of my life were just buoyant enough to keep me from running screaming into the night. After moving into a dismal apartment surrounded by dozens of other dismal apartments, I got a new job for more money and a sometimes girlfriend as well. I still had responsibility for my kids, even more so now that our time together had become minimal. So it was with some reluctance that ever hired a sitter for them, except for events I just couldn't get out of. Such was the company Christmas party I attended one particular Friday evening. I got one of their old sitters, a girl we had hired several times before but I hadn't seen her in quite a while. Imagine then, my total surprise when this goddess stepped out of her parent's house and into my car. She wore a pink silky camisole with narrow shoulder straps, her taut nipples clearly outlined through the flimsy fabric. Her bare midriff was smooth and tight as her hips disappeared into a tiny skirt and emerged again as a pair of impossibly long legs. These tanned limbs terminated in a pair of white socks and a ratty set of tennis shoes without laces. A small backpack accompanied her into the front seat. As she reached to pull the door closed, her skirt rose up her hip to beyond where I expected to see a panty line, but I saw none. I tried to swallow but my mouth had gone dry. I looked away. I had to. With the door closed, I told her to put her seat belt on and headed out of the old neighborhood and toward the highway. The kids in the back were glad to see her and chatted with her animatedly on the drive across town. Occasionally, I tried to get a glimpse of those legs again and was rewarded with a few good views. There seemed to be no end to those slim creamy thighs and I still didn't see any panties. I had to be circumspect too, not wanting to do anything unacceptable in front of the kids. She seemed to be unaware that I was looking or maybe chose to ignore it yet managed to give me some really nice peeks. When we finally arrived, she had been kneeling in the front seat, facing the back, and putting her tight butt right at eye level. It was almost more than I could stand. Then, when she sat down to get out, her legs swung apart and froze for a brief moment; her tiny skirt pushed up around her waist. I could see for the first time she wore no panties at all. She held the pose for a fraction of a second; just long enough to make sure it was engraved into my mind forever. Her eyes widened a bit with mine and she blushed furiously. I did too. We both departed the car with kids in tow and resumed the posture of denial. A few last minute instructions and hugs for the kids just inside the door and I was ready to leave. She stepped up in front of me at the last second and made motions of straightening my tie. Her eyes twinkled as she bid me a good evening. I muttered a goodnight around the lump in my throat and hurried out. The dinner was largely uneventful. A speech by the CEO in which the hard working staff who were largely responsible for his continued success were ignored except where the best and smartest were singled out for punishment and the grateful recognition of those who did the least. All the time, I couldn't help thinking I'd rather be somewhere else. Once during the droning, I allowed myself a brief fantasy of hot sex with a teenage babysitter, but it gave me chills of fear and I shuddered it off. Eventually, it reached a merciful end and I made the minimum rounds of glad-handing and left. Even after shutting off the car in the driveway, I sat in the silence for a few minutes just to collect my thoughts. I eased into the house, trying to be quiet in case everyone was asleep. The light from the TV lit the living room like a welder's arc, illuminating the small frame lying on the couch. I tiptoed to her, and sure enough, her eyes were closed, her head resting on a throw pillow. Her top was draped such that the bottom curve of her left breast was exposed and that skirt had climbed up to her waist again too. The overall effect on me was one of total devastation. She was pretty enough, yes, but her previously immature body had bloomed into this vision of a sex goddess and all that skin positively shown in the dimness. Without thinking, I reached out to place a hand on her hip. When she showed no sign, I eased it up to cup her smooth bare butt. Still no sign. I slid it further up, to her waist then under that silk top to cup a small perfect breast. A full heartbeat later, she opened her eyes and I jumped back maybe a yard or so. She made no sign that I'd touched her, instead, she smiled and asked if she could call her mom. I led her to the phone at my desk and busied myself with make work while trying not to listen. I heard her tell her mother that I was home and the kids were ok, then she asked if she could spend the night because it was so late and such a long trip. I felt like screaming, "NO. NO. NOT POSSIBLE!" but instead found myself speaking to the mother in question. Yes her staying over was fine. Yes, my kids were glad to see her again. Yes, the divorce was proceeding apace. And on and on as she reminded me what single moms can be like sometimes. Reluctantly, and working hard at trying not to look at her, I made the couch up for her to sleep and retired to my bedroom. Quickly, I stripped off and stepped into the shower in the master bath. The hot water and soap infusing me with some relaxation in spite of the throbbing erection I'd been struggling to hide. I didn't even hear her come in until the shower door opened. She stood there naked and smiling, and I just stood there. My soapy hand still wrapped around myself; I was stunned beyond speech. All that came out was, "We can't do this. You can't do this. Honey, they'll hang me if I so much as touch you." "Nonsense," she said, closing the shower door behind her. "You've already touched me, and besides, I'm old enough now. I've been eighteen for a couple of weeks now. And it's been a lot longer since I was a virgin." I tried to do the math, but instead I felt myself letting her kiss me, those luscious lips pressing mine, a flick of a tongue tip slipping between them, her long lithe arms enclosing my neck and shoulders. I melted into a large pink pool with one point of passion still rising above the surface. Her hard little body warmed me to the very core. I took her shoulders in my hands and held her at arm's length. I tried vainly to find words that would convey to her the seriousness of her situation but she seemed oblivious to any protest. I stared in wonder at the rivulets of water cascading from her elfin face to the sharp crests of her taut breasts below. In a word, she looked delicious. Just at the precise moment when my resolve was ready to rebuff her one more time, she pushed those crimson lips into a pout and said, "I really want to do sex with you," That broke me. I brought her to me and kissed her roughly, more so than I intended, forcing my tongue between her lips. She opened to me completely. My hands found her sweet mound and softly felt between those lips too. Her ready wetness surprised me. I lifter her off the floor and she wrapped those slender supple legs around my waist, her thighs astraddle my hips. Still locked in our embrace, I guided my stiff sword to the opening of her scabbard. She loosed a whimper of pleasure and began to settle, lowering herself onto my impaling member stopping only when there was no more left to take. She leaned back then, keeping my neck locked in her hands. Her face was aglow with a rosy blush of pleasure that lit up her cheeks and forehead. Her chest and breasts were flushed too. her nipples stood out and the water beaded and ran off her body as if she was charmed from the rain. Smiling wantonly, she ground her hips into mine and I could feel her internal muscles flex around me. My hips bucked in response. Just as I neared the point of no return, she pushed back from me and slid to the floor. "Don't cum in me without a, you know. A rubber thingy." "A condom," I corrected and she nodded. "Not a prob," I quipped. I reached back to shut off the water and stepped out to get us towels. We dried each other giggling and exploring like children. She was awesome in her perfections, although I frankly preferred women with a little more mass. Her young body was taut and smooth, very little hair anywhere except the raven mane that draped her shoulders. As I toweled her legs, I was overcome with a desire to taste her, and I kissed her mound just above the crown. She inhaled sharply in approval. I slid a hand between her thighs and pressed my lips to hers. "OH," she said, her eyes wide. I stood then and kissed her forehead. I lifted her up in my arms and carried her to the bed in the next room. I set her down gently on the bed and we kissed again, this time her tongue probed mine and the flush began to return to her cheeks. I grabbed one of the pillows and placed her butt on top of it, her head resting on the other. Then I knelt and pressed my face to her mons, inhaling the slight sweet scent of her pheromones, feeling them infuse me, inspire me. I let loose my tongue then, drawing tiny pictures and writing words of passion with the tip across the canvas of her girlhood. Her body responded to my explorations. I lost track of the time I spent there between those smooth sweet thighs, so immersed was I in the pure pleasure of giving pleasure. Her body became more and more animated as her orgasm crept closer. I held her butt in both hands and pressed my face to her, holding my breath for long minutes while my tongue and fingers danced with the very center of her girlhood. Then she screamed. A high, thin keening of joy escaped from her lips and sailed around the room, its echoes becoming the background music for her repeated spasms, each of which brought another chorus of squeals of approval. Finally, breathless, my face drenched with her juices, I rolled over and slowly caught up to my breath. I couldn't help but smile as she squirmed to a stop after several minutes of little jerks and quivers that sent tiny ripples along her limbs. Her toes were locked in a curl. I reached over and caressed her breast, still heaving erratically with her ragged breathing. The mere touch of her nipple aroused me again. She opened her eyes wide and smiled at me then lifted herself up on one elbow to kiss me. As she drew back, she licked her lips and a quizzical look passed across her face. I reached into the nightstand for a condom and tore open the foil with my teeth. "Let me," she said. "We learned how to do this in class." Expertly, she placed it over the head and unrolled it down the shaft. I kissed her again, roughly. Holding her head, I pressed my lips to hers, forcing my tongue between her lips and teeth. I kept her there, struggling to breathe through her nose while I climbed between her legs. In response, she grabbed the backs of her knees with both hands and held those sweet limbs high and wide for me. Rising onto my knees, I placed the head of my throbbing member between her nether lips and pushed. No pretense of gentleness this time, I sank into her to the hilt. Muffled by the rough kiss, a low moan rose to my ears. I withdrew for a short moment then impaled her once more. She whimpered again. Then I gave every bit of strength I had left into pumping her full of me. Harder and faster than I thought possible, I rammed her repeatedly. Her hips ground and shook, matching me thrust for thrust. This wasn't mere sex, this was raw wild animal fucking. My back arched up involuntarily, holding my orgasm back as long as possible. She writhed and whimpered and cried beneath me, finally sinking her fingernails into my back and her teeth into my bicep as her body shook with ecstasy. I exploded into her. Finally, mercifully, we ground to halt exhausted and drained. A few minutes she was asleep and I carried her slumbering form to the couch and covered her. I kissed her on the forehead and she smiled a faery smile in slumber and melted my heart. The next morning, she slept through the kids awakening and watching TV, and was quiet through the quick breakfast. She had changed into clothes she'd brought in her pack. Dressed now in worn and baggy sweats, her eyes still puffy from sleep, she looked a bit less like a goddess but the ends of my nerves still vibrated at her every move or word. Several times we exchanged knowing glances and smiles. She blushed furiously once when I brushed her bottom with my hand but didn't pull away. The drive across town seemed overly long, as she sat in the back with the kids and chatted with them. I tried to think of plans to make that would bring her back. When we eventually arrived at her house, her mom greeted us brightly. "I hope she was a good babysitter," her mom said, hugging the girl. "The best," I replied. "The kids and me enjoyed having her. I'd like to ask if she'll sit for us again soon." "Of course she will," said mom, "she's been saving up for a car and I worry so much about her working in one of those fast food drive up places. She loves those kids of yours too.” I smiled and waved and drove off, wondering what I had gotten myself into. The Babysitter Once in a while, luck is on our side. Being at the right place, at the right time, in the right frame of mind and most of all recognizing and seizing the opportunity as it is set forth. Saying that, I wish to tell you of such an occurrence in my life that changed the way that I now look upon life. I am a mid-forties male, divorced for about two years now, two kids living with the ex, in the house that I had just finished paying for about two years ago, and paying a thousand a month for this arrangement. For this, I get to see my kids every second weekend, a couple weeks in the summer and ever second X-mas. Well, that was the way it was suppose to be, but that certainly is not the way things had worked out. Often times I have gone to pick up the kids and they or their mother weren't anywhere to be found. Some how she simply forgot that it was my weekend, or my X-mas or whatever. I think that you get the drift. Enough about the history and on with the story. It was my weekend to have the kids, a boy ten and a daughter six. I had arranged to pick them up at 7.00 PM on Friday night as I usually worked late in the office on Fridays, closing off the books and getting the orders out to the shop for their start on Monday. Everyone had left by the time I shut off the lights and locked up. I looked at my car in the parking lot, covered in snow, as I trudged out to warm it up and clear the snow from it. I sat on the cold seats and inserted the key and turned it in the ignition. Click-Click-Click-Click-Click. Click-Click-Click-Click-Click. "SHIT!" I screamed. No one heard me, there was no one around for maybe miles. 'Shit,' I thought. I could feel myself getting hot. I went back to the office and shut off the alarm and phoned the auto club for a boost. He said it would be about an hour or so, but the way my luck was running it turned out to be two and a half hours before the guy showed up. Within thirty five minutes I flipped the tow truck driver a ten spot and I was on my merry way. As I drove up the driveway, that I had paved about two years ago, I noticed that the kids mother's car wasn't there. 'Shit,' I thought to myself as I trudged up the walk, 'Looks like the same old story.' As I past the front window I looked in and I froze in my boot prints. There was a young lady laying on the couch watching the television set. She looked like she was about mid twenties, jet black hair, longish, with sexy blue eyes and deep red lipstick. She was wearing a short, black leather skirt, which she had hiked above her hips, exposing her panties, which were also black, and the fact that she had her fingers working on her snatch. I watched as she rubbed her clit with her right hand and pinched her large nipples with her left. 'Hotdog,' I thought. I could feel my mood changing and also a stirring in my groin. I silently made my way to the door. I checked under the front mat to see if the ex still hid a key there. Sure enough. Ever so quietly I unlocked the door and crept in. I didn't know where this was going, but I figured I would check things out at least. I made my way to the darken hallway and peered into the livingroom where this young lady was performing. I moved down the hall to get a better look at what she was up to. I could smell her perfume, Tabu is my guess and a distinct scent of hot pussy. My member was standing erect. 'I guess it has been awhile,' I thought to myself as the couch came into view. From where I was standing I could see her from the neck down. 'What the hell,' I thought. 'That's where the action is.' By now she had pulled down her panties and was thrusting her fingers into herself at a rapid pace. With her other hand she was rubbing her clit just as fast. I watched as her fingers disappeared and re-appeared, covered with her wetness. I don't think I have ever seen such a sexy sight as this young woman pleasuring herself in such a manor. By now my erection was begging to be stroked and as I was just getting ready to unzip my trousers the roof came down. "I think that you have seen all of my body, Mr. Wright." "How about showing me what you've got hiding in your pants," she said out load, giggling, but continuing with her task. I looked up and our eyes met in a mirror that the ex had put up after I had moved out. 'Caught,' I thought as I walked out from the shadows. "And just how long have you been watching me watch you?" I inquired. "I saw you pull up," she said as she had now slowed up her assault on her young sweet pussy and was gently rubbing her clit with her legs wide apart. I couldn't help but stare at her feminine attraction as she spoke. "Would you like some of this?" she asked as she lifted her hips and thrust forward her pelvic area. She rubbed her index finger across her crotch, parting her pussy lips as they excreted her wetness. "Well, of course I wouldn't mind a go at you, but where are the kids and where the hell is Linda?" I asked, not wanting any of the above to catch us in the act. "And who are you?" "Hi." "My name is Monica." "I'm the baby sitter." "Mrs. Wright went to a X-mas party with her new boyfriend and the kids are in bed." "She said that if you were one minute late not to give you the kids," she explained as she undid my trousers and pulled out old George. "Nice cock," she exclaimed as she started to stroke. "You are much larger than Mike, my boyfriend." "Much, much larger!" "Careful," I cautioned. "It's been a while." With that she engulfed my entire knob in her lips and began to suck leaving most of her lipstick on the shaft. I was in heaven. She began to tickle my balls as I stood there in front of her as she continued to suck. By now my pants had fallen down to my ankles and I stepped out of them. I could feel an explosion starting in my groin and my cock started to pulsate uncontrollably. I could feel my cum spew into her mouth. She greedily swallowed all that I had in me and kept on sucking until she had every last drop. Some had spilled out of the corners of her mouth, which looked so sexy as she said. "It has been a while, hasn't it Big Boy," she purred as she leaned back and spread he legs. "I want that big cock in me." I was still as hard as ever so I obliged the little lady. Slowly I inserted my knob into her sodden pussy. I was still tingling from the first blow job that I've had in years. I could tell by the way that she was bucking her hips that she wanted more, so I shove the entire length of my nine inches into her. She squealed. I don't know if it was from pain of with delight, but I kept on pumping her hard and fast. I could feel her dig her nails into my back as she met my thrusts. "OH MY GOD!" she screamed as I felt her clamp onto my dick. I could feel her wetness as she quivered and groaned. I kept on pumping. I had already cum and I felt like I could go all night long. God her pussy felt like silk on my underused cock. I kept on pumping. "Fuck me hard!" she cried. "Keep fucking." "Don't stop." I wasn't about to stop, believe me. I kept thrusting my manhood into the young lady as she began to meet me again. "Oh yesssssssss!" was all she could say as she had another orgasm. It was all too much for me and I came again. Not as much cum this time, but the feeling was actually much better. I was spent. I didn't want to stop, but mother nature took over and my erection faded. "Mr. Wright," she purred, "That was the best fuck that I have ever had." "Call me Peter and I quite enjoyed it too," I said as I gave her a kiss and she responded. 'Enjoyed it!' 'Hell, that was the best fuck that I have ever had as well' I though as we lay in each others arms. "Peter," she asked. "I'll never be able to be satisfied with Mike ever again after what I have just enjoyed." "Is there anyone special in your life right now?" "No one that special," I said as I stood up and got dressed. "Can we do this again, soon, please Peter?" she said. "Whenever you wish, where ever you wish, and how ever you wish," I said. "How about tomorrow?" "How about you pick me up after Mrs. Wright gets home?" she said. How could I refuse. Believe me I didn't. I took Monica home that night and she moved in the following weekend. I didn't care what anyone said and she didn't either. Mike wasn't too happy and the ex wrote Monica off her baby sitting list, but when the kids really like her and when they come over they have their Dad and a lady that they know quite well and they respect her. They don't care that I"m twice Monica's age and neither do I. The Babysitter and the Viagra "Well, Michael, I'm happy to be able to tell you that there's nothing physically wrong with you." How nice for the doctor that he could be so happy. Mike didn't feel quite the same happiness. "In that case, doctor," he said, putting a major effort into sounding calm and reasonable, "perhaps you could explain why I can't get it up, so to speak." "Stress," Michael was told. "You failed to achieve an erection during a stressful period. That failure just added additional stress which compounded the problem. Each failure creates more stress which creates more failures. It's rather a vicious circle. Fortunately, the cure is quite simple. Once you achieve an erection the stress will dwindle remarkably and you should have no problems getting further erections." "Great," thought Mike. "I can't get it up because I can't get it up. But if I can get it up, I'll be able to get it up." "I see," he said politely. "And do you have any suggestions as to how I break this vicious circle, as you named it?" "Quite easily," said the doctor. "It's called Viagra. One little tablet and you'll have an erection within an hour. I can let you have one tablet from my samples. Use it wisely. After that you shouldn't have any problems. If you do, come back and see me. If necessary, I will arrange a prescription." What with one thing and another, Mike had had to book an evening visit with his doctor. As a matter of fact he was the last patient and it was getting late. Mike considered the situation. Irene would be putting the kids to bed about now. That meant by the time he arrived home they'd be sound asleep and Irene would probably be curled up in their bed watching TV and waiting for him to arrive home. If, Mike decided, I take the pill now I'll be erect and ready as soon as I get home and will be able to greet Irene properly. So, down the hatch. Send a message to warn her of what's heading her way or just make it a pleasant surprise. Message, he decided, settling back on his seat, quite certain that he could already feel his erection starting to kick in. A slight delay on the train and an unfortunate run of traffic lights delayed Mike's journey, and almost the full hour had passed before he arrived home. The Viagra, he found, had most definitely kicked in, and if he didn't take his trousers off soon he suspected he might just burst out of them. Parking the car he rushed inside, beaming with anticipation. Irene not in the kitchen. Probably in the bedroom as he'd surmised. Moving right along, Mike reached the bedroom and smiled at the sight before him. Irene had a basket of freshly folded clothes on the floor beside her and was bent over, putting some things in the bottom drawer of the tallboy. A short skirt he hadn't seen before had ridden up, showing some lacy panties. They were new, too. Irene had apparently been doing some shocking. Suited her, though. The things made her look younger and more slender. From this angle anyway. Quietly stepping up behind Irene Mike pushed her panties down and pressed his erection firmly between her legs so that it was lying along her slit. "Guess what?" he said with a laughing voice. His question was answered with a squeal, and then a nervous voice spoke to him. "I'd guess that you've forgotten that your wife had to go to her mother's place tonight and arranged for me to babysit until you got home. She also asked me if I could take the clothes out of the drier and put them away for her. You will be careful with that thing, won't you?" "Rosie?" asked Mike. He felt like slapping himself. Now that Rosie had mentioned it he did remember. His father had been in hospital and was released that afternoon. Irene was staying with her mother to make sure everything was OK for the first night. "I'm terribly sorry, Rosie," Mike said. "Wouldn't have offended you for words. This does leave me in a bit of a predicament though." "Ah, I'm not offended. Just surprised. Would you mind moving away a little? You're sort of still pressing up against me." "Yes, I know. Therein lies my predicament. What you're feeling is the side effects of some medicine I took for a circulation problem. I have to use it to get it to go down." No way was he going to admit he'd had to take Viagra. A small adjustment and Mike found that his erection was starting to press between Rosie's lips. The unfortunate position she's been caught in made it hard for her to stop him entering. "Ah, Mr Morris, it's going into me. Can you please back of a little while we discuss this?" "Hmm, I don't think so," said Mike, giving another gentle push. "I feel once started I should just continue. Just relax a little and you'll be fine." "Take your fucking cock out of me. Now! You can't just come in here and take me like this." "Why not? You're of age. I remember Irene bought you a present for your eighteenth, so what's the problem?" "Take it out. I'm not your wife. I didn't agree to it. Just stop." "Mmm. I don't think so. Medical emergency you know. If I don't do something about my erection my balls might explode. Doctor told me so. If you get an erection, put it to good use immediately, he told me. I was just lucky you were here and willing." Mike pushed a little harder, easing his way deeper into a squirming Rosie. "But I'm not willing. Take it out or I'll scream." "Don't do that. You'll wake the kids and then you'd have to put them to bed again. And don't worry about not being willing. You will be by the time I finish." Another, much firmer, push and Mike settled firmly into place. "You're lovely and tight, you know?" he murmured. "You really know how to hold a man. Let's move this over to the bed." Lifting a wiggling and protesting Rosie, Mike turned towards the bed, laying Rosie half on it, taking care not to let her slide off while he did so. "Now before I get down to business," Mike told Rosie, "I need something to occupy my hands. I always find it pleasant to have my hands full of breasts while I pleasure a woman." Ignoring further protests, Mike pushed Rosie's top and bra up and off, leaving her stripped to the waist. His hands slid around her and closed on her breasts, cupping and squeezing. "Mike," said Rosie, trying one last protest. "You can't do this. Just stop now and we'll forget it. I'll put it down to the medication you're on." "Nice medication," murmured Mike, rolling a pair of nipples with his thumbs and hearing Rosie gasp while he did so. "We've gone so far it's just reasonable to continue. How do you want it? Like this or on hands and knees on the bed?" "Not at all," gasped Rosie, feeling Mike starting to surge within her. "Like this, then," said Mike, picking up speed and driving in harder. Rosie groaned and, in plain self-defence, pushed herself back to meet the oncoming cock. Once started, she couldn't stop, humping her bottom to meet each thrust, taking Mike deep into her, feeling him all the way to her womb. Rosie was panting as Mike plundered her, little ripples of sensation increasing to larger ripples. A feedback quickly developed where Mike's driving cock would send forth a new ripple of excitement that would join with the previous one, merging with it, growing constantly. Rosie found herself giving tongue, urging Mike to hit her harder and faster. She tried to shut up and start protesting again but her body was having none of it. It liked what was happening and was quite willing to see it through. Mike was quite happy to oblige Rosie. She had settled down and was responding nicely so it was only common courtesy to fuck her as hard as she wanted. He settled down to putting some real effort into his thrusts, enjoying the feel of her nubile body against his and enjoying her cries of pleasure, however much she regretted making them. It did a man good, mused Mike, to have a pretty young woman respond so eagerly to his attentions. She'd resisted at first, but that was to be expected. Now she was entering into the spirit of things. If, as the doctor had said, a good fuck would cure his impotence, then he was cured. Driving in hard, taking out all his past frustrations on Rosie's body, punishing her pussy and treasuring her breasts, Mike idly wondered if he's be able to talk Rosie into seconds. She'd put up some stiff resistance at the start but she was certainly into it now. She could be some extra fun, as long as Irene didn't catch on. Rosie had long given up even the pretence of a struggle. She was being screwed over thoroughly and she was enjoying it and doing her fair share of screwing. It wasn't going to last much longer, she knew, but until the end she was going to go with it. Mike was breathing hard. He had a couple of months load built up in him and he was quite sure that this was just going to be the first stage of a long night. It was time to push Rosie over the edge and release part of his load. Rosie could tell from Mike's change of performance that he had reached the business end of the deal. Suddenly he was giving shorter but harder strokes, driving in hard, ready to fire. Rosie was gasping, ready for what was coming, waiting for that first hot splash of his seed. Then it hit her and she went eagerly over the edge, welcoming her climax, shuddering as it turned her inside out, carrying her away to forgetfulness. Forgetfulness didn't last long. As soon as Rosie started gathering her wits together so did her anger arise. Especially as Mike was still firmly inside her and seemed to have no intention of disengaging. "Take that damn thing out of me, Mike," she snapped. "How dare you assault me like that?" "Take it easy, Rosie," coaxed Mike. "I can explain everything." "So explain. After you take that thing out of me. And it had better be good." "I'll say," said Irene, from where she was standing watching the scenario. "I got your message regarding the Viagra and, as Mum and Dad seemed fine, I rushed home to help you out with your little problem. And this is what I find?" The Babysitter & The Waterbed INTRODUCTION & DISCLAIMER - Let's travel back to 1992, where 18-year-old high school senior Sabrina, a responsible babysitter for a yuppie couple, receives an unexpected visit from her boyfriend Scott, and things get very interesting. As with all my stories, this is set in the past, and will no doubt bring back memories for readers who graduated high school or started college in the early 1990s. All characters and situations are entirely fictional, and only characters aged 18 & over are naked or engage in sexual activity. Enjoy, and please check out my other submissions to date, which include stories set in the 1940s, 1960s & 1990s. * WHENEVER Brad and Tanya Collins required a babysitter for their three kids, their first choice was always Sabrina Prior, an 18-year-old high school senior from the town they lived in on Long Island's South Shore. The last Saturday in May 1992 was Brad's company function, a black-tie, high-class affair in New York City, and Tanya was pleased when Sabrina confirmed that she could babysit that evening. When Tanya put down the phone, she noted with some regret that Sabrina would graduate high school in June and be off to college in the fall, and she and Brad would not be able to engage her services as often as they did now. The late afternoon weather was beautiful, warm and slightly cloudy, with summer clearly just around the corner. Tanya, an attractive, tall, slim blonde aged 30, put on her short black dress, stockings and high heels, while Brad, a tall, handsome, dark haired man aged 32, put on his tuxedo. Tanya had just finished brushing her long hair and putting on her diamond ear-rings, when the doorbell rang. Tanya walked through from the bedroom to answer the door, and found Sabrina on the doorstep, the small blue hatchback the girl shared with her twin brother Chris parked to one side of the driveway, allowing Brad and Tanya room to reverse out of the garage. Sabrina was a tall, slim and very pretty girl with straight, long blonde hair with a fringe that covered much of her forehead. Today she wore a teal-blue tee-shirt, a relatively short black skirt with broad pleats over her black stirrup pants, and on her feet a pair of black, flat-heeled shoes. "Hi Sabrina, thanks for babysitting this evening," said Tanya, allowing Sabrina into the house. "Thank you Mrs. Collins, your kids are always a pleasure to babysit," said Sabrina politely. She followed Tanya inside, to where Brad sat waiting and he greeted her politely. "Sabrina, do you have my cell phone number?" asked Brad, trying to remember if he had given it to her during a previous babysitting job. "No, Mr. Collins, I don't have it," said Sabrina. Brad took a pen and paper and jotted down the number, handing it to Sabrina. "So, if you need to contact us, just give this number a call and we'll be able to answer straight away." He held up his cell-phone, the bulky, black object looking like a large remote control for a video cassette recorder, crossed with a scientific calculator. "I will Mr. Collins, but I'm sure there won't be any problems," Sabrina assured him. "The kids' dinners are in the refrigerator, you just need to microwave them," said Tanya. She took Sabrina into the kids' playroom, where the three kids were playing. Brad and Tanya had a set of boy-girl twins aged four, and a younger boy aged two. The kids seemed pleased to see Sabrina, and given that she was a fraternal twin too, she always had a soft spot for Brad and Tanya's children. That they were well-behaved, and not like some of the hyperactive monsters she had babysat, was a big factor too. "We'll be back sometime around one," said Tanya, putting a wrap around her shoulders. "Good luck." "Thanks, Mrs. Collins," smiled Sabrina. "We'll call just before we leave," joked Brad. "To give your boyfriend time to get out." Brad, Tanya and Sabrina laughed. "I don't think that Scott will be putting in an appearance," said Sabrina. "He and my brother and their friends are off playing laser tag tonight. It's one of those boys' nights out, before we graduate high school." The husband and wife left for the evening and Sabrina commenced her babysitting assignment. Like the good, responsible sitter that Sabrina was, she played with the kids, fed them their dinner and put them to bed, the kids as always well behaved and compliant, falling asleep as soon as Sabrina switched off their lights and closed their bedroom doors. Brad and Tanya's house was quite an unusual one in design, with the family sleeping on the first floor and only a very small upstairs, a narrow staircase leading to a bedroom with an ensuite that Brad and Tanya used as a guest room, and another room they used as a home office. The large downstairs had the kids' rooms and main bathroom and laundry to the left side; the lounge, family room and kitchen in the center and Brad and Tanya's bedroom and bathroom to the right side. After feeding Brad and Tanya's two Siamese cats, Sabrina got herself a glass of juice and went into the family room. She picked up the novel she was currently reading, and sat down on the couch, leaning back and relaxing. She slid off her shoes, wriggling her toes, the straps of her stirrup pants comfortable around the arches of Sabrina's bare feet. After reading a chapter, Sabrina slipped the book-mark into the place where she had finished, reached for the remote control and turned on the television, watching a couple of sitcoms and then a teen drama series she and her friends at school enjoyed. When the show came to an end, it was dark outside, and Sabrina got up to get another drink, when she heard what sounded like somebody -- or something -- tapping lightly on the living room windows. Sabrina paused and glanced outside. Nothing was out there, just the shadows of the trees in the moonlight. Convinced that this was her imagination, Sabrina turned on her bare feet towards the kitchen and then the sound came again. Sabrina frowned and walked over to the window, looking more thoroughly. Again, nothing. Nerves fluttered in the teenager's stomach as she thought back to a documentary about paranormal mysteries she watched with her boyfriend Scott several weeks ago. One of the segments had been about the disappearance of a teenage girl while babysitting in 1959. The couple returned late in the evening to find nothing apparently amiss -- their kids were safely asleep in their beds, the dog and cat were relaxed and calm, and the house was neat and tidy with not a thing out of place. Except that their babysitter was gone, a half-drunk glass of milk and a plate with a half-eaten cookie and another untouched on the table in front of the television set, which remained on. The teenager's purse was on the floor next to the chair. The chilling narration to end the segment was that from that day onwards, the babysitter was neither seen nor heard of again, and not a single clue had been found to explain her disappearance. Trying to put the TV show out of her mind and convince herself it was all her imagination, Sabrina turned to go back to the kitchen, when the tapping came again. Sabrina walked back over to the window and again looked outside. "Is somebody there?" she asked nervously. No response. Again, Sabrina thought it must be her over-active imagination, but as she was about to turn away, a figure jumped into sight with an almighty roar. Sabrina screamed and felt the adrenaline rush through her body, her eyes wide and her skin turning white, her terror lasting mere seconds as she took in the sight of her boyfriend, 18-year-old Scott Williams, his face contorted with laughter at the success of his practical joke. Sabrina took deep breaths and attempted to relax her rigid body. She opened the window. "Shit Scott, what the hell?" she asked. "I wanted to surprise you," said Scott. "What's the matter, don't you like surprises?" "Not surprises like that," said Sabrina, still trying to recover her breath. "I nearly wet myself. You'll get yourself arrested, lurking around in the dark like that. Come around to the front door, and I'll let you inside." Scott walked around to the front door and Sabrina let him inside the house. "I got us a pizza for two," he said, holding up a cardboard box. "Plenty of anchovies, and double-shrimp." "Well, if you want to spend the evening holding my hair back from my face as I throw up you'll get your wish," said Sabrina. "Relax baby, I was just kidding around again," said Scott. "I know you're allergic to seafood." He held out the pizza. "Thank you," said Sabrina. She took the pizza and placed the box on the table. "I need to check on the kids. You've probably woken them up." "Me?" Scott feigned innocence. "You were the one who screamed." "I screamed because my boyfriend for some reason or another likes to go around getting himself off scaring me by looking in windows at night," she countered. "I'll be right back." To her relief, the kids were all still sleeping when Sabrina checked, and she returned to the living room, frowning when Scott was not in sight. She then heard his voice in the kitchen. "Hello, is this Melbourne, Australia?" Her heart skipped a beat, and Sabrina ran into the kitchen, to find Scott with the telephone receiver to his ear. "Scott, no!" she said, horrified at the thought of what would happen when Brad and Tanya received their telephone bill with the overseas call listed. Scott laughed and put the receiver down. "You are so easy to fool, it's not worth the effort. That's three to Scott, zero to Sabrina this evening." Sabrina glowered at him, and Scott flashed her a charming smile. "Come on baby, how long can you stay mad at me?" Sabrina looked at her boyfriend's handsome face, with blue eyes and blonde hair combed back from his forehead, and her face softened. A smile came over her pretty face when she took in his tall, fine muscular physique, which looked great in his white tee-shirt, blue jeans and white running shoes, and she walked over to him. They embraced, and kissed on the lips. Scott was absolutely right; Sabrina could never stay angry at him for long. In life, some people spend their whole lives searching in vain for their soul-mates, while others meet the right person for them very young. Sabrina and Scott were such a couple, with Scott, Sabrina and Chris knowing each other since childhood, Chris and Scott playing football together through school. Now all aged eighteen, Scott and Sabrina had been going steady for several years, and both knew that this was meant to be. Scott and Sabrina had enough common interests to ensure they were compatible, while enough differences to make their relationship interesting. Both were sports-minded, with Scott starring on the football team, and Sabrina running track. Both enjoyed the outdoors, and would often go hiking or for long walks along the beach in their spare time, not that there was an excess of this with having so much study in their senior year, and working part time. In addition to babysitting Sabrina would assist her aunt with her catering business, at weddings, corporate events and the like. Scott worked at the local gymnasium, and that very morning, had encountered one of the benefits of this, when Sabrina and two of her friends came in to take an aerobics class. Scott had very much enjoyed stealing glances into the aerobics room, as Sabrina, her blonde hair tied back in a pony-tail and wearing a white head-band, ran, jumped, stepped and bent to the instructor's directions, dressed in a tight blue leotard, which accentuated her C-cup breasts and her bottom, showing off every one of the curves of her slim, young body. At one stage, Scott had had to sit down to avoid embarrassment when the excitement spread to his groin. The main difference in Scott and Sabrina lay in their personalities. Scott was laid-back and easy-going, and loved practical jokes. Sabrina tended to be more conservative, more uptight, and definitely a 'do-it-by-the-book' girl. Scott employed a relaxed attitude to study although he was never in danger of failing in any subject, while Sabrina studied religiously. They also liked different types of movies, Scott loving action, science fiction and comedy, while Sabrina enjoyed historical, romantic and musical films. Both Sabrina and Scott loved animals, but Sabrina was a cat person, and Scott a dog person. They had recognized this when attending a costume party several weeks ago, with Scott dressing up in a dog costume, and Sabrina a cat costume, tight and black with a long tail and a head-band with pointy black ears. She had painted her nose black, and drawn some whiskers on her face. Their friends had commented on how the costumes were perfect for them; a couple that were so different in so many ways, yet meant to be together. Sabrina and Scott went over to the couch, and opened up the pizza. "Scott, be careful!" said Sabrina, seeing that some cheese was about to drip off the end of Scott's slice and onto Brad and Tanya's couch. Scott laughed. "Don't worry, I never let any pizza go to waste." He put this section into his mouth, and ate it. "You thought I was going to let it spill on the yuppies' couch and stain, didn't you?" Sabrina carefully held her hand under her slice to prevent crumbs. "Yes. And Brad and Tanya aren't yuppies." She felt the need to stand up for her favorite clients. "They aren't yuppies?" asked Scott. "Let's work it out together. Are they young? Yes. Are they urban? Well, we aren't in the country, so yes. Are they professional? Brad's an architect, and you said Tanya is a journalist, so yes on the third count, and that makes them yuppies. That makes Scott right, and Sabrina wrong." "Shut up," said Sabrina, slapping Scott good-naturedly. "You shut up," laughed Scott, returning the playful gesture. He looked around the living room, admiring the expensive furniture, fittings and artworks. "This is some house. And Jesus, Tanya's a hottie." He pointed at a family photograph on a wall nearby. "Why haven't you invited me here before when you were babysitting?" "I didn't invite you this time," Sabrina pointed out, trying to sound as stern as possible. "You know you're not supposed to come and visit me when I'm babysitting. What happened to the laser-tag?" "A birthday party for kids, my brother, some rappers and your brother and his girlfriend happened," said Scott. He looked at the table and saw the piece of paper where Brad had written down his cell phone number. "This is a strange telephone number," he commented. "Scott, you have the attention span of a sheep," said Sabrina, shaking her head. She was curious to know what had happened, but decided to address the telephone number first, as this was what her boyfriend was most interested in at the present. "This is Brad's cell phone number. He gave it to me in case of emergencies." "Those cell phones are so ridiculous," said Scott. "They're so heavy, it's like carrying a brick around." "I can't see why anyone would ever want one," said Sabrina. "You've got your phone at home, an answering machine to take messages and if you need to make a call when you're out, there's always a pay phone close handy." "People using them look so stupid," said Scott. "Imagine if everybody had one, it would be silly. You wouldn't catch me with one, that's for sure." Sabrina laughed and tried to imagine what it would be like in the city, or even in the town where they lived, walking around with phones pressed to their ears. It was difficult to conjure a mental picture given how ridiculous it seemed. "So, what happened at laser-tag?" she asked. "We went in, and there were all these junior high kids at a party," said Scott. "One of them must have had too much to eat, and he threw up everywhere inside the course. Then my brother had to be the one to slip up in it ..." "Justin slipped up in a pool of vomit?" asked Sabrina. Her eyes went wide in amazement. "Yeah, it could only be my younger brother," sighed Scott. "Justin's got nobody to blame but himself. It's karma. He got that stupid haircut -- you know where it looks like somebody put a bowl on his head and cut around it -- and he thinks it looks cool. Hopefully, walking around covered in sick might help him realize that he looks like a dork." "I've seen quite a few kids with those haircuts," said Sabrina. "They do look stupid." "Try explaining that to Justin," said Scott. "So what happened next?" asked Sabrina. "They had to close the laser-tag course and clean it up, so we went to the games arcade next door. These rappers set up outside with their huge radio and their music just got stuck in my head. Then your brother's girlfriend showed up, acted all clingy and insisted he go with her." Sabrina rolled her eyes at the mention of Chris's girlfriend Tamara. If Scott and Sabrina were an example of a young couple who were meant for each other despite their differences, Chris and Tamara were an example of a couple who were not meant to be together, but for whatever reason, were. The insecure Tamara scarcely left Chris alone, fretting about him getting hurt at sports, insisting that he do activities and wear clothes she liked, saying that he did not love her when he tried to protest. As for jealousy, if Chris had made a similar comment to the one Scott had made about Tanya earlier, it would have sent Tamara into a jealous spin lasting days. Chris, however, was blinded by love, seeing Tamara only through a rose-colored haze. There was nothing his sister nor his friend could do to dissuade him, both could only hope that he would see sense for himself. "After that, the night sort of fizzed and I thought, 'Why am I here, when I could be with the greatest girl in the world?'" Scott smiled his charming smile, and Sabrina could not help but smile back. "Okay, you can stay, but please no more surprise babysitting visits," said Sabrina. "So, are you going to give me the grand tour?" asked Scott. "No," said Sabrina. "It's not my house. You can't just go looking around." "Come on, where's your sense of adventure. Where's their office? The first thing we can do is check out their bank balance." "Scott, no," pleaded Sabrina, her boyfriend getting to his feet and looking around with a mischievous look on his face. Scott laughed. "You don't want to check out their finances? Would you prefer to open a bottle of their expensive wine instead?" He made a dash for the kitchen, Sabrina jumping up and running after him as fast as her bare feet would carry her. Scott stood grinning, and pointed to the right side of the house where Brad and Tanya's bedroom was located. "What's through there?" "Nothing," said Sabrina. "Come on, let's go back to the couch." "So, there's a big house with absolutely nothing -- some magical vortex that contains no matter at all -- to one side? This I have to see." Scott dashed through the archway, Sabrina following at speed. "Scott, come back," she pleaded, before her boyfriend stopped dead, looking through the open door into Brad and Tanya's bedroom in awe. "Wow, will you look at the size of that bed?" asked Scott, looking at the massive king-size bed that dominated the bedroom. "Yes, it's a big bed, but we need to be on the couch," said Sabrina. "We shouldn't be in here." "We aren't in their bedroom," Scott pointed out, indicating that his and Sabrina's feet were still outside the bedroom. He then jumped forward into the room. "But I am now." Sabrina reluctantly followed him in, Scott going over to the bed and pressing his hand down on the pristine white quilt, his face taking on an expression of delight. "This is a waterbed. I've always wanted to sleep on a waterbed." "You're not going to now," Sabrina assured him. "Come on, just feel how soft it is," said Scott. The Babysitter & The Waterbed Sabrina put her hand on the bed and felt the surface. It was soft and would feel amazingly comfortable to lie upon, but Sabrina's main aim was to get Scott out of the bedroom. "Yes, it feels amazing," she agreed. "The couch is amazing too, let's go back." "Hey look at this, two toilets," said Scott, glancing into the ensuite bathroom, before walking in there, Sabrina behind him. "Why would you need two toilets?" "Scott, that's a bidet," said Sabrina, looking at the gleaming white porcelain of the bathroom fixture, which stood next to the equally gleaming white toilet, a bath, vanity sink and shower recess matching their color exactly. "I know it's a bidet," laughed Scott. He idly opened the doors under the vanity, and took out a small prescription bottle. "Scott, don't look in there, it's private, put that back," hissed Sabrina, but her boyfriend was already reading aloud. "Mrs. Tanya Collins, for fast relief of symptoms associated with menstruation, including PMS, period pain and bloating, take when required with food." Scott replaced the bottle. "We should get some of those for you, baby," he grinned. "Oh, shut up, Scott," said Sabrina, a smile on her face indicating she was not really angry at the joke. Scott was the most supportive guy in the world when it was Sabrina's time of the month, reassuring her and treating her really nicely when she had PMS, and giving her back and shoulder massages to assist her with her period pain. Going back into the bedroom, Scott opened a drawer. "Looking hot, Tanya," he said, pulling out a pair of Tanya's frilly, bright-pink bikini-style panties and holding them up. "Scott, put them back right now," ordered Sabrina, horror etched on her face. "What if I said no?" asked Scott, holding Tanya's panties up so they would be out of Sabrina's reach. "If you don't put Tanya's panties back in the drawer right now, my panties are off limits for a month," said Sabrina, her arms folded. "Okay, Sabrina wins this battle of wills," said Scott. Before putting them back, he jokingly spoke to them. "Back you go, you lucky panties, to await your rendezvous with Tanya's pussy sometime in the next few days." Sabrina couldn't help but laugh, and she also couldn't stop her need to check things, and took a peek into Tanya's underwear drawer, to make sure that Scott hadn't just thrown them back in there. Not to her great surprise, he had done just that, and Sabrina quickly folded them so they were like her other panties, of many varied colors in Tanya's underwear drawer, before closing it and preparing to go back to the family room. Scott didn't want to leave just yet, and paused beside the bed. "Come on, let's just sit on it for a minute. What's the worst thing that can happen?" Sabrina, nervous and reluctant, went and sat with Scott on the edge of the waterbed. "Feel how great that is," said Scott, feeling the waterbed shape to his buttocks and thighs, Sabrina feeling the same sensation, and amazed by the comfort the bed provided. "I love it, but it's not our bed," said Sabrina. "We really shouldn't be in here." Nerves ran through her stomach as she thought about Brad and Tanya returning home early and catching them in here, or something getting spilled or broken. "Miss Sabrina's sticking to the rules as always," teased Scott. "Come on, we're just sitting here." He put his arm around his girlfriend, and leaned towards her, planting a kiss on her lips when he reached her face. Her sexual desires pushing aside her apprehension at not doing the right thing, Sabrina responded by returning the kiss, and she soon felt Scott's tongue working its way inside her mouth. Inside Sabrina's panties, she felt the first tingling feelings in her vagina, while Scott felt the blood flow into his penis, his cock getting hard and bulging against his underpants. The teenagers caressed, Sabrina running her hands down Scott's back, Scott doing likewise, his left hand feeling the clasp of his girlfriend's bra, the right going to her front, cupping her left breast, his fingers feeling the soft flesh and her nipple through the fabric of her tee-shirt and her bra. Sabrina felt the dampness between her legs, and she responded by rubbing Scott's groin through his jeans and underpants, feeling his dick getting harder and harder with each touch. As Scott's hand moved to her knee, and slid up the outside of her stirrup pants and under her skirt, his fingers feeling for and then tugging the elastic waistband of Sabrina's panties, she knew that she would not be able to resist and she had to take the necessary steps to avoid them messing up the bed, and having a lot of explaining to do. "Scott, there's a blanket in the back of my car," said Sabrina. "Could you please get my keys and go and get it? I don't want us to make a mess of the bed." "So we're going to do it on the waterbed?" exclaimed Scott. "There's only one problem. What do I do about this?" He indicated his enormous erection that made the front of his jeans look like a tent. "Keep it entertained for five minutes," said Sabrina. "Think about the soft, white cotton panties with little flowers I'm wearing today." "That might work, although I may have to hold something in front of me when I go out to the car," said Scott. He went to go out of the bedroom, Sabrina accompanying him. "I need to go to the bathroom," she said. "Just use that one," said Scott, pointing towards the ensuite. "I'm not supposed to," she said. "I should use the toilet in the main bathroom." Scott grinned at her. "So, we're going to have sex on their waterbed, but you're worried about sitting on one of their toilets?" Sabrina sighed. "Okay, I guess nothing will happen if I use the ensuite bathroom." She turned back and went into the ensuite bathroom, closing and locking the door behind her. Scott went out to the car and retrieved the large blanket that he and Sabrina used when they went out for the day and had a picnic lunch. When he returned, Sabrina was still in the bathroom so he spread the blanket out on the bed and prepared to wait. He heard Sabrina unwinding toilet paper from the roll, then flush the toilet and wash her hands. She opened the ensuite bathroom door and emerged, adjusting her stirrup pants and her panties through her skirt, not that she anticipated them staying on for very long. Sabrina spread the blanket out across the bed and jumped on top of it, feeling the waterbed contort to her body shape. The girl put aside her feelings of unease at not doing the right thing, and concentrated on how good this was going to feel. She knew which part of her body Scott would want to go to first, and so laid back on the bed flat on her back, her legs and bare feet extended. She wriggled her toes, indicating her desire. Looking at Sabrina's bare feet, the stirrups of her leggings fitting snugly around the arches, Scott felt himself getting harder and harder. He loved every part of Sabrina's nubile young body, but her feet were close to the top of his favorite. Her slender ankles, the perfectly formed arches and her wonderful toes, from her pristine big toe, and her second, third and fourth toes in descending size, before reaching her cute little pinky toes at the end of her feet. He loved seeing Sabrina barefoot or wearing her stirrup pants like she was tonight. He liked seeing her wear heels or sandals that showed her feet, and her wearing pantyhose of all colors, with her feet visible through the fabric. He even loved her wearing shoes such as her white sneakers with white ankle socks, or just a pair of socks, because he knew that he could caress Sabrina's feet through them, then remove her footwear so she was barefoot, and at her hottest. Scott knew Sabrina loved having her feet played with, but the hottest experience with his girlfriend's feet had been a voyeuristic one, several weeks ago. Scott and Sabrina had gone to the mall, not one of Scott's favorite outings on a Saturday, but on this occasion, he had gotten Sabrina so hot in the car on the way there by reaching across to touch her breasts, nibbling on her ear and sliding her hand up her skirt when they were stopped in traffic that she had severely wet, sticky panties upon arrival. They had rushed into a clothing store, Sabrina selecting a blouse to try on so she could go into the change-room. Scott, waiting outside, became aware that he could see under the door of Sabrina's change-room stall from a particular angle. His eyes picked up the sight of Sabrina kicking off her shoes so she was barefoot, then her purple panties with pink waist and leg elastic come down to the floor, her bare feet stepping out of them and her hand coming into sight as she picked up her damp underwear. He then saw Sabrina's hands go down below the fitting room door holding a pair of white panties -- those she kept in her period emergency kit in her purse in case she suffered any mishaps when she was menstruating -- and her feet step into them. Sabrina's fresh panties then vanished from sight as she pulled them up, before she stepped back into her shoes and exited the fitting room, leaving Scott with memories that provided enough masturbation material to last him a lifetime. Kicking off his shoes, Scott got onto the bed beside Sabrina and took her bare feet in his hands. He got harder and harder as he felt her toes, soles and ankles, and placed his fingers under her stirrups to feel her arches underneath, Sabrina feeling herself getting wetter as her pussy tingled in response. Scott lowered his face down to Sabrina's feet, his tongue circling around her soles, arches and ankles, and taking her toes into his mouth and sucking upon each one in turn, especially enjoying her tiny pinky toes and the delighted squeal Sabrina emitted. Loving the feeling of the waterbed around his body, Scott decided to give Sabrina's bare feet a break, and concentrate on the other parts of her body. They caressed, Scott feeling Sabrina's breasts through her tee-shirt and bra, and Sabrina running her hand over her groin, feeling his ever-growing penis through the denim and cotton of his jeans and underpants. French-kissing deeply, Sabrina and Scott's tongues intertwined in each other's mouths, Sabrina's pussy sent waves of pleasure through her body and Scott felt his cock throbbing. He reached up and removed Sabrina's tee-shirt, the white bra that covered her pert, C-cup breasts now visible. Scott removed his own tee-shirt, and his fine, muscular physique was now on display for Sabrina. Cupping Sabrina's boobs in his hands, Scott massaged the firm flesh, feeling his girlfriend's increasingly hard nipples through her bra. Sabrina lightly teased Scott's flesh on his chest and abdomen by running her fingers back and forth in circling patterns, stopping to concentrate on his own nipples from time to time. Sabrina then reached behind her back and unclasped her bra, allowing Scott to pull the fabric away from her chest, holding out her arms so he could remove the garment altogether. With Sabrina now bare-chested, Scott gazed at her young breasts with delight. The firm, white flesh that formed her perfectly symmetrical tits invited him, as did the slightly darker pink of her areole and her nipples. Scott lowered his face down into Sabrina's chest, his tongue licking around the teenager's breasts causing her to squirm when his tongue lingered on her nipples. With his left hand, he reached up her skirt and felt her stirrup-pants, and the elastic of her panties through the tight fabric. Sabrina opened her legs more, and Scott's hand found its way between her legs, rubbing her vagina through her leggings and panties. Scott placed his head between Sabrina's breasts, his girlfriend reaching up to press her boobs against the side of his head. Further blood raced to Scott's dick, his groin pulsing with anticipation. Scott extricated his head from Sabrina's tits to give his girlfriend another deep kiss on her lips, his hand which was still up Sabrina's skirt going higher and finding its way into the tight confines of her leggings, touching the soft cotton of her panties, inching under the elastic of one of the legs to feel Sabrina's pubic hair. He withdrew his hand, then positioned his hands so both were up her skirt, then slowly began to pull down her leggings, making sure Sabrina's panties remained up as he did so. The stirrup-pants came slowly down Sabrina's thighs, down below her knees and to her ankles, before sliding them off altogether. A smile on her pretty face, Sabrina opened her legs wide, affording him a view of her white, floral-print cotton panties. She reached her left hand up under her skirt, circling her index finger around the cotton that covered her crotch, before pulling it aside for a second, giving Scott a quick glimpse of her vagina, her pussy lips as perfectly symmetrical as her boobs, her long legs and the cheeks of her bare bottom, which Scott anticipated seeing very soon. Sabrina, her breasts wobbling as she moved around on the waterbed slid over to Scott, and removed his socks. She then unfastened his jeans and slid down the zip to his fly, pulling down his jeans to reveal red underpants stretched to capacity by his throbbing penis. Scott removed the jeans completely and then he turned his attention to Sabrina's pleated skirt, unfastening so it fell away leaving her only wearing her panties. Positioning themselves on their knees, Scott and Sabrina embraced then Scott placed his left hand in the front of Sabrina's panties, and his right down the back. His left hand moved up and down Sabrina's pubic mound, running through her pubic hair, the blonde curls visible just above the waistband of her panties. His hand went deeper into her panties, Sabrina squirming in delight when his fingers reached her vagina, stroking her clitoris and lips. Scott's right hand took in Sabrina's firm bottom, his fingers slipping between her cheeks and finding what he was looking for -- Sabrina's tight little anus. Sabrina giggled and blushed as her boyfriend's fingers circled around the entrance to her rectum and moved further forward, stroking the skin between her vulva and her anus. "That feels so great," whispered Sabrina. "Why don't you take a closer look at how wet my pussy is?" Scott withdrew his hands from her panties, Sabrina using her own hands to free Scott's throbbing erection from his underpants, moving her fingers along the shaft feeling the engorged flesh and veins, and teasing his balls with gentle hands. The teenager lay back on the bed, again feeling the water contour around her young body, and opened her legs wide. The saddle of Sabrina's panties showed the outline of her box, and Scott, his underpants around his thighs, was keen to get over and investigate. On all fours, Scott put his head between Sabrina's legs, and sniffed the saddle of her panties, his girlfriend's soft, musty feminine smell obvious on her pants. He admired the beautiful cotton panties Sabrina wore; white bikini-style briefs with flowers of all colors -- roses, daisies, violets, pansies, irises, sunflowers, carnations and dandelions -- that made her underwear look like a bloom of wildflowers in the spring. He sniffed her pussy again, then kissed her, his tongue pushing the double-cotton into Sabrina's vagina. He slipped a finger into her panties, and felt the wetness of her tight, young vagina. Sabrina put her thumbs into the waistband of her panties and slid them down, her triangle of blonde pubic hair that covered her mound now in view. Her panties around her thighs, Sabrina guided Scott's head to her feminine area and her lowered panties, encouraging him to sniff the cotton on the inside of her saddle that had been resting against her snatch all day. His nostrils absorbing every molecule of the musty scent, he commented, "You are so hot." "You're pretty hot yourself," said Sabrina. She smiled seductively. "Why don't you check out the source of what makes my panties smell like that?" Within two seconds, Scott's head turned to Sabrina's vagina. Sniffing her pussy, he felt his cock throbbing, and he teased the lips of Sabrina's vagina with his tongue, Sabrina's legs nearly kicking out at the sensation that ran through her pussy and into her rectum. "Time for these to come off, now," said Sabrina, indicating her panties. Scott slid them down her legs and to her ankles, caressing her bare feet through the cotton before removing them completely. Sabrina was now completely naked, and she made sure Scott joined her in nudity when she pulled down his underpants, removing them completely and putting them next to her panties. Scott reached into his wallet and took out a condom so they would be prepared for when they needed it. Sabrina sat cross-legged on the bed, her pubic hair and vagina visible between her legs. Scott reached forward and fingered her vagina, with Sabrina taking his dick in her hand and sliding back across the shaft, her fingers teasing at his foreskin and reaching down to his balls. Sabrina was getting wetter and wetter, then Scott rolled her over so she lay on her stomach, the cheeks of her bare bottom and her shapely legs in full view. Lying on top of her, Scott massaged Sabrina's back with his penis, feeling her twitching in delight. He rubbed his cock against her butt-cheeks, sliding it between her buttocks. He and Sabrina had never done anal -- she wasn't comfortable with this idea, but she sure liked feeling her boyfriend's cock around her tight little ass. The teenagers decided to take it up a step. Scott lay back on the bed, the sensation of the water trebling his excitement. Sabrina positioned herself above him, squatting over his face facing his feet. Scott stared upwards at Sabrina's tight pussy lips above him, her tight, darker pink anus visible further back. Sabrina then lowered her vagina down, until she was sitting directly over his face, her snatch against his mouth. Putting his tongue into action immediately, Scott began licking Sabrina's clitoris, his tongue moving into her vaginal entrance. Her feminine smell drove him wild, and he moved his tongue in rapid strokes around her pussy as she writhed, and her vaginal wetness flowed. Sabrina leaned forward as Scott pulled his legs up so his groin would be within reach of her mouth. Sabrina opened her mouth wide and took in Scott's cock almost to her tonsils, her tongue and lips working his stiff shaft as he continued to lick her pussy. After a five minutes, Sabrina and Scott ended their 69-session before one of them came. "So, what position would you like?" he asked, caressing his girlfriend's naked young body. Sabrina seductively stuck her finger into her mouth and sucked at it. "How about our three favorites?" she purred. Scott wasn't going to refuse this, and hastily unwrapped the condom, Sabrina rolling it onto his cock. Sabrina got on all fours for doggie-style, opening her legs at the back so Scott could see her vagina and anus. Looking at the tight vagina awaiting him, Scott also got into position. The tip of his condom-covered cock touched the outside of Sabrina's pussy, then he slowly slid it into her vagina, Sabrina gasping as he filled her completely. Sabrina felt the waves of ecstasy through her body -- her vagina, her rectum, her nipples and down into her toes as Scott set an almighty pace in sliding back and forth, his cock going back and forth, side to side in her pussy as she squealed, his balls slapping against her rear end. Scott used one finger to rub her anus and take her pleasure to greater heights, then he embraced her tight from behind, his strong hands caressing Sabrina's boobs as they hung down. He was somewhat reluctant to withdraw from her, but the thought of what was to come next motivated him, and he pulled his cock out of her pussy, giving her bare bottom a kiss as he did so, his tongue licking between her cheeks. The Babysitter & The Waterbed Lying flat on his back, feeling like he was floating, Sabrina got into position and prepared to do her thing, straddling Scott over his cock and facing him, then lowering herself down, using a hand to guide his penis through her pubes and once again into the tight confines of her box. Scott could feel how hot the walls of Sabrina's pussy were, even through the condom. With the teenager's beautiful breasts, her pubic hair and bare feet in sight, and her bottom visible courtesy of a mirror, Scott felt like he was in heaven. Sabrina began to lift herself up and down, her breasts wobbling with the motion, and she increased the frequency to which she thrust herself back and forth. Getting into his girlfriend's rhythm, Scott pushed his groin up at the same moment Sabrina's vagina was at its lowest, ensuring his dick went as deep as possible inside her. Sabrina squealed, and rotated her vagina, gasping with pleasure at Scott being so far inside her, his cock pounding her pussy. The teenager gritted her teeth and went faster and faster, her boyfriend's moans evidence of how much he was enjoying this. Both felt themselves getting closer to orgasm, and their trembling bodies separated to get into position for their third and favorite position -- the missionary position. Sabrina spread her legs wide, her pink vagina wide open and Scott got on top of her, pushing deep into her pussy. Sabrina wrapped her legs around his back, and Scott thrust in and out of her, the teenagers French-kissing as Scott went as hard as he could, up and down, back and forth, side to side and grinding Sabrina's vagina. Both were lathered in sweat, breathless and after five minutes Sabrina's toes curled up and her legs went rigid. The intense tingling feeling in her clitoris spread through her vagina and through the muscles into her rectum. "Yes, yes, yes!" she squealed, rotating her hips to increase their pleasure. "Fuck!" exclaimed the gasping Scott, feeling similar waves of pleasure through his own body, his balls tightening and inside Sabrina's vagina, his cock exploding a tidal wave of sticky white semen into the condom. The young couple tried to catch their respective breaths as they reached orgasm simultaneously, Sabrina unwrapping her legs from around her boyfriend's back, Scott withdrawing his dick from his girlfriend's snatch. They lay back on the waterbed, the surface adjusting again to the contours of their bodies, their fingers running over each other, Scott fondling Sabrina's breasts and pubic hair, Sabrina traced her finger down Scott's chest to his dick and removed his condom, tying a knot in it. It wasn't always that they came at the same time when they had sex. If Sabrina came first she would suck Scott off until he came, when Scott came first he would go down on Sabrina, eating out her pussy until she reached her orgasm. "Shower time," said Scott, reaching under Sabrina's bottom to feel her buttocks, but Sabrina shook her head. "Brad and Tanya will be back in an hour, if the shower's wet, they will know something's been going on," she said. She got up from the bed. "I've got an idea." Scott looked disappointed, but knew Sabrina was right. He watched as Sabrina stretched her nubile, naked young body, pushed her sweaty fringe back from her forehead and picked up and put on Scott's shirt. It was too big for her, but with Sabrina being tall, it only just covered her pubes, pussy and bare bottom. Feeling turned on by his girlfriend's nudity being covered by his shirt, he watched her make her way out of the room on her bare feet, her legs appearing somewhat wobbly. Sabrina returned a minute or so later with some paper towels and a plastic bag. She disposed of the condom and the wrapper into it, then she and Scott went into the ensuite bathroom. Wetting down some of the paper towels, Scott first wiped away the sweat, then turned his attention to his dick, using a wet towel to clean away the semen that remained. Sabrina likewise used a damp towel to wash away the sweat from her face, then wet another towel. She lifted up Scott's shirt so her pubic hair was visible, opened her legs and applied the paper towel to her vagina. The teenager frowned; her snatch was so wet and sticky that the paper towel struggled to freshen her up as much as she hoped. Scott looked over and smiled. "You've got something just perfect for that." He pointed at the bidet. "Scott, no -- I can't use that," said Sabrina. "We just had sex on Brad and Tanya's waterbed -- I think the horse has bolted on things we should and shouldn't do," said Scott. "Okay," said Sabrina. She walked over to the bidet. "Could you please look away?" "Relax baby, just sit down. It's not like I'm going to see you on the toilet." Sabrina's eyes widened. "I should hope not. Come on Scott, please just turn around. I feel self-conscious." "Okay, I'll turn my back," Scott assured her. "Let me know when I can look again." He turned away, Sabrina lifting up the tee-shirt and sitting down on the bidet. She worked the taps, and felt the jet of warm water spray up into her vulva, thoroughly cleansing her and washing away her sweat and pussy moisture. Sabrina than repositioned herself on the bidet, and the water jets washed the sweat away from the area around her anus and between the cheeks of her bottom. "Finished," she called, as she stood up and joined Scott at the sink. "Feeling better?" Scott asked her. "Much better," said Sabrina. She dried her pussy and bottom with a paper towel. "Those bidets make you feel so fresh between your legs -- I've never used one before. Tanya's a lucky girl." Sabrina and Scott disposed of the paper towels into the bag, Sabrina wiping the sink so it was impossible to tell that the water had been run in there recently. Back in the bedroom, Sabrina first took off Scott's shirt and handed it back to him. Scott pulled up his underpants and watched Sabrina step her dainty bare feet into the legs of her flowery white panties then pull them up, adjusting them comfortably around her pussy and bottom. She then put on her bra, covering and harnessing her C-cup breasts, followed by her tee-shirt and her pleated skirt. Sitting on the bed, Scott got a clear view up Sabrina's skirt and of her panties as she pulled on her stirrup-pants, then getting the stirrups in place around the arches of her feet. Scott dressed, and Sabrina removed the picnic blanket, fussing over the bed to make sure it was exactly how it was before, her eyes casting nervous glances around the floor in case they had left anything behind. Satisfied, Sabrina handed Scott the blanket and the bag containing the paper towels and condom, and they went back into the main hallway. "Now, you really need to go, Tanya and Brad will be back any minute," said Sabrina. "Tonight was amazing." "It was amazing for me too," said Scott, never failing to be amazed how his girlfriend cast off her goody-two shoes, always follow the rules persona in bed. He leaned forward and the teenagers exchanged a deep French-kiss, before Scott left, promising to call over to see Sabrina at her house in the morning. He then slipped away into the night, his departure as un-noticed by the neighbors as his arrival. He stopped only to put the plastic bag into a rubbish bin, then drove home. Back at the house, Sabrina sat reading her novel, her legs curled up to the side and her bare feet under her bottom, when Brad and Tanya returned. "How were the kids? No trouble I hope?" asked Tanya, as she paid Sabrina. "No trouble at all, Mrs. Collins they were an absolute delight," said Sabrina. "Thanks again," said Brad. "You're probably keen to go home, but Tanya and I were wondering if you would be interested in house-sitting for two weeks in late July? We're going on a cruise with the kids to Florida, and staying with Tanya's parents in Miami. All you would need to babysit is the cats, the house-plants and the house itself. Think it through if you like." Sabrina didn't need any time to decide. "Thank you, I would love to." "Great," said Tanya. "Thanks again for everything this evening." "It's my pleasure," said Sabrina. She slid her feet into her shoes and collected her book. "Well, goodnight then." "Goodnight," said Brad and Tanya in unison. As the teenager drove home, she smiled in anticipation at the thought of spending two weeks at the magnificent house. When Sabrina changed into her nightwear -- an oversized tee-shirt over her panties -- she pondered how she was going to keep Scott at bay when he found out. Although, sex on a waterbed was so incredible, she knew that she would probably end up doing it again -- more than once -- during this time. Her eyelashes fluttered as Sabrina closed her eyes and fell asleep, her dreams returning her to the waterbed and her boyfriend's arms. At the Collins house, Brad lay back in the waterbed wearing his boxers, waiting for Tanya to finish behind the closed bathroom door. He heard his wife unwinding toilet paper from the roll a few times, before she flushed the toilet. Brad next heard the sound of the bidet taps as Tanya moved across and sat on it. Brad's cock stirred in his boxers. His secret sexual fantasy was to see his wife using the bidet, but she would never allow it. He had once had to rescue Tanya when she had had a toilet emergency, running out of toilet paper halfway through, and Brad having to pass his wife a new toilet roll through the door. Tanya insisted Brad turn his back and close his eyes, but the voyeur in Brad couldn't resist one little peak at her panties down around her ankles as she sat on the toilet. The sound of the bidet ceased, and was replaced with the sound of Tanya washing her hands. The bathroom door opened, and Tanya returned, wearing a blue tee-shirt from college that bore the Greek letters of her soriety, her long legs and feet bare. His wife adjusted her panties, giving Brad a glimpse of white cotton, before getting into bed with him. "Sabrina is such a great sitter," Tanya said to Brad, as he put his arm around her. "I'm glad she agreed to house-sit for us." "She's perfect," said Brad. "You can always rely on her to do the right thing. She wouldn't have her boyfriend over, or anything like that. We can relax, Sabrina will take care of two of the pussies, but this pussy ..." - Brad paused for effect and slid his hand up into Tanya's panties and felt her pubic hair and the warm, slightly damp lips of her vagina - "...is definitely coming on vacation with us." Tanya laughed and kissed her husband, feeling his other hand go down the back of her panties, touching between the cheeks of her bottom and her anus. In less than five minutes, Brad and Tanya were naked, Tanya's legs wide open, Brad pushing his rock-hard penis into his wife's pink vagina, the couple writhing around and bouncing on the waterbed, with no knowledge of all of the action it had already seen that evening. "This waterbed is the best thing we have ever bought," Tanya thought to herself, as she curled up her toes, waves of pleasure going through her nipples, her vagina and her rectum as Brad fucked her harder and harder. The only problem was the amount of time they now spent fucking each other since they had purchased it. Most nights, within five minutes of getting into bed, Brad had gotten into Tanya's panties, and they would wake up earlier so they could have sex before getting ready for the morning. It was as though the bed had magic powers, causing anyone who went near it to just want to fuck. The Babysitter & Us Even as I put my key in the front door I could hear my wife Sharon running to meet me. She threw her arms around my shoulders and thrust her tongue deep into my mouth. Her long blonde hair was wet from the shower and as she pressed herself against me I could feel her fantastic naked body beneath the silk gown. "Well?" she asked pulling her mouth from mine and grinding her crotch into my groin "What happened? - Don't tease me! Did you do any thing to her? Did you kiss her or what?" She was talking about Lucy, the young daughter of some friends of ours that was our babysitter from time to time. We'd been out for a meal tonight and on our return I had driven Lucy home as usual – only tonight was so different! All evening while we were out Sharon had been teasing me about Lucy and how much of a crush she had on me. Talking non stop about Lucy's pert little breasts and her cute ass and asking me how much would I love to fuck a little college girl!! We have always shared fantasies and talked about people we would love to fuck – before our son was born we occasionally took things one step further and actually encouraged each other to have sex with other people – sharing all the sexy details with one another over and over again during sex. I thought that we had put all that behind us but lately Sharon had been insatiable. She wanted sex all the time and had started talking about wanting to find another couple to swing with. Then she began to get fixated on Lucy. We were going out more and more and therefore seeing Lucy almost every other day. She was loving the extra cash but I could tell that it was becoming more than that. Sharon would talk to her for ages when we got home and even from the kitchen I could hear them talking about the guys on Lucy's campus and about how many boyfriends she'd ever had. When ever I drove Lucy home after their little talks she was always flustered and seemed anxious in the car. I only found out why when Sharon told me that Lucy had admitted to her that she was still a virgin and that Sharon had been giving her a step by step account of what it felt like to have a cock inside you! For the last week or so Sharon had become obsessed with her role as sexual mentor to Lucy. She told me that they now discussed everything from masturbation to blow jobs and I could tell that she was excited by teasing the poor girl and getting her all worked up before asking me to drive Lucy home. In the restaurant tonight with her stocking clad foot pressing against my crotch under the table, Sharon announced that it was about time I did the girl a favour and showed her what being with a man was really like. I was happy to go along with the fantasy, after all, Lucy was gorgeous. Her long brown hair was usually tied in a single ponytail and shone healthily. Lucy really did have a great body. Most of the time she babysat for us wearing a t-shirt or vest top and cut-offs that showed off her slender, tanned legs. Her breasts weren't big but they were very pert and her puffy nipples could usually be seen if you looked hard enough as she rarely wore a bra. As we ate we plotted and planned and talked about Lucy's body and the things that Sharon and her had discussed. Sharon was convinced that Lucy fancied me. She kept on and on about the way Lucy kept telling her how lucky she was to have a "great guy" and how she hoped that when she did have sex it would be with someone who knew what they were doing. Sharon had decided that tonight she would show Lucy a porno film up in our room to show her exactly what she was missing and then she wanted me to ask Lucy about it in the car when I took her home!! Sharon was convinced that Lucy would be so turned on that whatever inhibitions she might have would simply disappear – I wasn't so sure. Its one thing to fantasise about a gorgeous young girl and even to talk about fucking her with your wife during sex but to actually try it on with the babysitter!!!! "Come on, tell me you bastard!" Sharon insisted, pulling me into the lounge and pushing me down onto the sofa. She sat astride me loosening the gown to thrust her beautiful tits at me as she ground herself down onto me. " Did you ask her about the film? I showed her the one with the two workmen fucking that little housewife slut – I swear I thought Lucy's eyes would pop out of her head. She couldn't stop staring at the screen. She LOVED it! – Now WHAT HAPPENED?" I was smiling at Sharon, I still hadn't said a word since coming home and she must have known from how long I was gone that something had happened. When I left with Lucy Sharon had kissed me deeply on the doorstep and whispered "I want every little detail when you get home!" " Well" I said squeezing Sharon's ass and leaning forward to tease her nipple with my tongue. "Close your eyes" I instructed her lifting my left hand up to cover her eyes and letting my thumb brush against her lips. "I'll tell you everything later but for now I just want you to imagine Lucy kneeling on the passenger seat of our car with her shorts and panties pushed down to her knees." Sharon moaned and started licking my thumb while she moved her hips back and forth, grinding her pussy into my crotch. I moved my left hand down and back to her ass bringing my right hand up to her mouth and pushing my three middle fingers between her lips. "Let me help your imagination along" I said "can you taste her little pussy now?" Sharon began lapping at my fingers sucking and licking them, moaning and rubbing her pussy against me as she tasted Lucy's cunt on my fingers. "I'm surprised you couldn't taste her when we kissed at the door – my face has been buried between her legs licking and sucking her beautiful pussy with my finger in her tight little asshole" Sharon went wild. She reached down between her legs and unzipped me pulling my hard cock out from my trousers and then impaling herself on it in one easy movement. She was so wet and as she rode my cock she reached down to her clit and rubbed it frantically as I described my fumblings in the car with our babysitter. " I asked her if she had enjoyed the film like you suggested. She really got embarrassed and started giggling nervously." "I asked her if it had turned her on and she said yes and stopped giggling so I leaned over to her and kissed her on the lips – it was that easy! – Want to know more?" "Yes" Sharon shouted, she still had her eyes closed and was rubbing herself even more furiously while she rode my cock. "Well - while we explored each others mouths with our tongues I started stroking her legs and worked my way up to rubbing her crotch. She just sat there and let me touch her all over – feeling her tits, reaching round to grip her ass cheek and then kneading the palm of my hand into her pussy." "I lifted her up so she was kneeling on the seat and unfastened her cut-offs pulling them and her little panties down in one rough movement. Still kissing her hard I reached around her with one hand to grip her ass and pushed my fingers up to her cunt. She's got a lovely, almost hairless mound with perfect little pussy lips that were glistening with her juices. I slowly pushed one finger inside her and moved my mouth down to her chest. I'll tell you - Lucy was on fire, thrashing around as she rode my finger and reaching up to pull her top aside so that I could lick her tits. I worked two and then three fingers inside her forcing the palm of my hand against her mound while my other hand played with her lovely ass." "I made her turn around and lean over the seat with her ass toward the windshield so that I could spread her cheeks apart and feast my eyes on her pussy and ass. I licked her cunt and ran my tongue up her crack to tickle her asshole and then went back to her cunt while I worked a finger gently into her ass. She bucked around like a madwoman thrashing about and whimpering as I worked on her with my mouth. Thrusting her ass backwards to meet my probing finger and gripping the headrest for dear life. When she came I had to support her as she went completely limp and seemed to almost pass out for a second. I used the opportunity to run my hands all over her so that I could describe her body to you my darling!" Sharon lost it! – She started to come and was just rocking back and forth with my cock buried deep inside her while she brought herself off with her fingers. She kissed me and sucked on my lips and tongue then opened her eyes and smiled. "You didn't fuck her then?" she asked. "Not this time darling – but if you want me to then I'll try" "Of course I want you to!" she said almost annoyed. "I've practically given her to you on a plate! I don't want everything I've been telling her about sucking cocks and about fucking to be wasted on some fresh faced kid who'll come in ten seconds flat!" "I want you to fuck her – here – in our bed – and I want to watch you do it!!" I was stunned. Sharon was on a mission now and I had seen that look in her eye before. Years ago when we were doing some occasional swapping with another couple she had started to talk about the guys wife all the time. Sharon has always been quick to notice sexy women and seems to really know my type. It turns her on to think of me fucking other women and I've often asked her if she fancied fucking them with me. She always declined. It's not that she wouldn't enjoy the feel of another woman – I think it's more that she doesn't want to ruin the pleasure she gets from hearing about me fucking them by having it there vividly in front of her. With this other guys wife she was obsessed with wanting to watch us together. She talked about this woman's body all the time when we had sex and it's only because they moved away that it never happened. Sharon was serious. She wanted me to take the virginity of our friends' daughter – in our house – in our bed – and in front of her. She who must be obeyed! Two nights later Lucy was due to baby-sit for us again. Her father dropped her off as usual and stayed for a coffee with me while Sharon was upstairs getting ready for our night out. Our son was asleep and the monitor was on and Lucy went straight over to the sofa and sat down with her books. I felt that she was nervous, we hadn't said anything to each other after our gropings in the car. She'd simply pulled up her shorts and sorted out her top, kissed me on the mouth and dashed up the driveway to her house. It was weird being there with her father and her in the same room, I couldn't escape the feelings of guilt at how my wife and I were intending to corrupt his daughter. Eventually he left and Lucy and I were alone. She didn't look up from her books and as I walked around the sofa I could feel the tension and apprehension in the air. "I hope you enjoyed the lift home the other night Lucy" I said with a reassuring smile. She shot a look at the stairs and then looked back at me without answering and suddenly I realised that she was worried about Sharon finding out about what we'd done! I knelt down close to her bare legs and leaned in to kiss her. She pulled away and looked up at the stairs again this time with a fearful look in her eye. "We can't" she whispered, "Sharon will be down in a minute" "Is that what worries you Lucy?" I inquired "is it that or don't you want me to touch you – please tell me the truth" As if in reply she took my hand and staring into my eyes she moved it up to her breast and with our fingers entwined she rubbed my hand across her chest, pausing to circle each nipple so that I could feel it responding to my touch. I stood up and reached for her hands. She didn't understand and hesitated before rising and letting me lead her towards the stairs. She was reluctant to walk up them first so I lead the way walking slowly but deliberately towards our bedroom. The door was ajar and the sound of the television could be heard faintly. As we approached I turned to Lucy and took her hand pulling her in front of me and placing my hands on her shoulders. The TV was clearer now and we could hear the unmistakeable sound of a woman moaning as if she was being fucked. Lucy pushed the door tentatively and was greeted by the sight of Sharon lying naked on the bed slowly rubbing her pussy as she watched on the screen a woman sucking on the end of a long slender cock while another man pounded away at her cunt. The moaning was coming from Sharon. She looked up at us in the doorway and smiled reaching a hand out towards Lucy while she carried on playing with herself. I gently pushed Lucy forward and realised that she was more transfixed by Sharon's activities than those on the film. Lucy reached the bed and turned to me as if for guidance and I reached forward and lifted her top. She helped me take it over her head and pulled out the band in her hair letting the long shiny brown tresses fall over her breasts. I smoothed the hair away from her face and kissed her vigorously – probing her mouth with my tongue and reaching down for the clasp of her shorts. I needn't have bothered. Sharon had slid across to the edge of the bed and was reaching around Lucy's waist to unfasten her shorts. Within seconds she was naked and kneeling on the bed with Sharon kneeling behind her. Sharon's hair was down too and as I undressed I watched as Sharon brushed down Lucy's hair with her fingers. Lucy's eyes were closed and her legs were slightly apart. I had the biggest erection of my life and almost leapt onto the bed. I knelt in front of Lucy and pressed myself up against her as I kissed her again. Tasting her sweet mouth I moved my hands over her breasts and then reached around to grip her ass. Sharon was pressed up against her back and Lucy's ass was nestled in Sharon's crotch – I would have to wait to get hold of those firm cheeks again. I brought my hands back to her breasts and as my mouth moved down to suck on her nipple I heard Sharon whispering in Lucy's ear. "David told me about your breasts. He says they are so pretty. Do you like him licking and sucking them?" Lucy didn't answer, she simply moaned softly as I nibbled on her nipple with my teeth and squeezed her tits together with my hands. Sharon was still stroking Lucy's hair but Lucy had leaned back now and was resting against her. As I enjoyed her young breasts, my wife moved her hands around Lucy's waist and they joined each other at her crotch. "He told me you have a lovely tight little pussy – he says you taste so sweet – do you want David to be your first?" Lucy's response was a faint "yes" followed by a moan as Sharon's hands closed around her mound. Lucy was leaning further back and as I pulled away from her tits I looked down to see Sharon's hands over Lucy's – all four hands moving in unison rubbing up and down the mound of Lucy's pussy. I had never seen Sharon with another woman before and although I knew that she had dabbled before it was so much more erotic seeing her stroke and tease Lucy like this. It was almost like she felt a responsibility to show Lucy all about her own body. What feels good, where she is most sensitive, how hard or soft to touch her. Sharon wanted to help the girl to discover herself sexually and I was simply a tool for her to use. Sharon eased Lucy down on top the bed and leaned over to kiss me. She knelt on one side of Lucy and I moved to the other and we continued kissing above the naked girl. Sharon took my hands and with our fingers interlocked we explored Lucy's body together. We stroked and pinched and rubbed her breasts, ran our hands over her flat stomach and watched as she twitched as we approached her pussy. Sharon led my hands all over Lucy's legs and as she pulled them apart she made me rub and stroke up and down the inside of Lucy's thighs for ages while the poor girl whimpered and writhed beneath us. We were still kissing each other and stroking Lucy when suddenly Sharon pulled back away from me looking down. Lucy's hand had snaked up between us and was gently caressing Sharon's tits and I could see that she hadn't expected this. I continued to tease Lucy and watched as my wife squirmed under her fondlings and eventually lifted her leg across Lucy and descended on top of her. Sharon kissed Lucy's neck and rubbed her chest against the younger girls budding breasts. It was Lucy that initiated their kiss. She snaked an arm around Sharon's neck and pulled her mouth down to her own. Hungrily eating at each other's mouths they teased and licked and sucked on tongues and lips before plunging their tongues deep inside the other's warm mouth. I couldn't resist it. With Sharon astride Lucy I moved up above her and eased my cock gently into my wife's cunt. She moaned into Lucy's mouth and adjusted herself so that she could thrust back at me and still kiss the beautiful girl beneath her. My rhythm got faster and as Sharon eased herself up onto all fours I could feel Lucy slipping down the bed so that her mouth was now beneath Sharon's tits. I felt a hand brush against the base of my cock and realised that Lucy was stroking Sharon's pussy while I fucked her. Sharon was moaning loudly now and I was getting deeper with my thrusts and getting close to my own orgasm. Suddenly Sharon shrieked and bucked violently as Lucy clamped her mouth to a nipple and I slapped into Sharon's ass with my groin. I held still while Sharon came and although it teased me I stopped myself short of orgasm and withdrew from her slowly. Sharon rolled off Lucy and then leant over her and kissed her again deeply on the mouth. She looked up at me and smiled saying, "lets not be rude to our guests!" I watched as she moved over Lucy kissing down her neck and stroking her breasts and stomach. Sharon reached down to Lucy's pussy and started to rub it gently as she licked on her nipple. I moved to the other side and started to lick and suck the other nipple whilst moving my hand down Lucy's body. I met Sharon's hand at her pussy and Sharon took my fingers and we worked a combination of two of Sharon's and one of my fingers into Lucy's cunt. Sharon winked at me from across at the other breasts and then her head worked its way down until I could feel her mouth and tongue trying to replace our fingers. I moved up the bed and manoeuvred my cock into Lucy's mouth while I watched my wife lapping hungrily at her young pussy. Sharon had a hand under Lucy's ass and I knew that she would be working a finger into her asshole while she licked and sucked on her cunt. Lucy was doing her best on my cock – it was obvious she had never done this before but she was a spirited learner! She sucked and licked and then as I pumped my cock into her mouth she worked her lips and tongue together to rub over the whole of the head of my cock. I was getting very close again and moved down the bed to climb between Lucy's legs. I swear that the look Sharon gave me when she had to stop eating Lucy's pussy was one of anger but never the less she decided to enjoy the proceedings by laying alongside Lucy and holding the lips of her pussy open for me as I slid into her. " You're going to get your first cock inside you now Lucy" Sharon teased "How does that feel? – You've only got half of it so far! – Shall we give her some more David?" Sharon was rubbing herself off and stroking Lucy's clit with her other hand all the while keeping up a running commentary! "Now push deeper into her darling – can you feel how tight she is? – Now lets fuck her a little harder shall we? – That's it now bury nit right in her – fuck her David, fuck her!" It was never going to last that long after everything that had happened and sure enough I came really quickly. I was gripping Lucy's little waist and fucking into her really hard as she moaned and thrashed about like a rag doll. Sharon was busy shouting, "fuck her – fuck her!" and frigging her own and Lucy's clits in unison when I felt the spunk welling up in me I decided to let go inside her and with a loud moan I shot stream after stream of thick sperm into Lucy's little virgin cunt. Lucy was having her own non-stop orgasm under Sharon's urgent attentions and the three of us just collapsed into a moaning entangled muddle stroking and caressing each other blindly. The Babysitter & Us We lay there for a while gathering our breath and I took it in turns to kiss both my wife and Lucy who eagerly returned my thrusting tongue and went straight from my mouth to kissing my wife in one easy and incredibly sexy movement. Sharon kissed her back deeply and as the arousal built in them I watched as Lucy rolled over onto all fours and straddled Sharon's head with her legs. Sharon went wild. She grabbed the young girls waist and pulled her down until her pussy was above her face. She reached around and gripped Lucy's ass and lifted her head up to bury it in the sweet young cunt above her. My spunk was oozing out of Lucy as Sharon squeezed and played with Lucy's pussy lips and when she clamped her mouth over Lucy's cunt the young girl squealed and buried her own head in my wife's crotch. As a keen spectator I simply moved around them as they worked on each other's pussies. My wife lapping and licking while she ground her chin into Lucy's mound – the younger girl sucking and pressing her whole face into Sharon's pussy until she found a rhythm that brought a groaning of approval. I contented myself with working my cock back up and smoothing their respective blonde and brown hair away from my view. They came together. As Sharon worked on Lucy's pussy frantically the young girl increased her own attentions to match and they gradually began to mirror each other's movements and speed. Sharon was probing Lucy's ass with a slender finger and I leaned over to dribble some spit onto her finger as if there wasn't lubricant enough. Lucy was fingering Sharon's ass with a single digit pushing it in and out to match Sharon's actions and this all brought the pair of them to the inevitable climax rolling over and over clamped to each other and moaning gently in unison. It was amazing to watch and even though my cock was now fully recovered I couldn't help but simply sit idly by and watch the two of them entwined on my bed. After they had recovered, giggling together, Lucy announced her need for the toilet and started to get up off the bed. I looked at Sharon and she grinned at me knowingly. At this moment I knew exactly what she was thinking and given her desire to educate our young guest I just knew she would want to go with her to the bathroom. For a while now in her increasing desire to explore sexual highs, Sharon has had a ritual after every time we fuck that felt sure she was about to share with Lucy. "Lucy?" she said as Lucy reached the door "Let me come with you and show you something that I like to do" She took Lucy by the hand and led her across the hall to our main bathroom. As she stood naked by the shower cubicle Lucy looked puzzlingly at Sharon as watched her open a closet and take out two pairs of white cotton panties. " Here, put these on" she said to the bewildered college girl "trust me – you'll enjoy it" I watched from the hall as Sharon led Lucy into the shower cubicle and stood facing her smoothing her hair away from her face and kissing her softly on the mouth. " Just relax and let yourself go" Sharon said. Lucy hadn't caught on and just stared blankly back at her until Sharon took Lucy's hand and put it gently on the visible mound of her pussy. "Just feel what it's like when I go on your hand "Sharon said, "feel it dribble through your fingers" Lucy didn't look at all sure about this but left her hand pressed against the soft cotton outline of my wife's pussy as Sharon took her face in both hands and kissed her gently. Lucy seemed to jump slightly and as I watched, the material of Sharon's panties began to change colour. Slowly at first and then the wetness spread as the warm pee trickled through Lucy's fingers and down Sharon's legs. Sharon was kissing her more frantically now as the torrent continued and washed down between her legs and onto her feet. I watched as Sharon thrust herself more onto Lucy's hand as the flow stopped and knew exactly how turned on Sharon was by all this. Many times my hand had been the one between those legs feeling the warm flow as her bladder emptied only to be followed by the most intense orgasm as she pressed her soaking wet panties into my fingers. As Sharon's orgasm subsided she turned her attention to young Lucy. Kissing her gently on the mouth she said "you try it now, just relax and let go, you must remember the feeling from when you were younger." "I… I…can't" Lucy said, " I don't think I can do it" "Sure you can" Sharon reassured. "Lean against me" Sharon pulled Lucy's head down to rest on her shoulder and let the younger girl lean against her. She rested her own head on Lucy's shoulder and planted reassuring kisses on it occasionally. One of Sharon's hands was around Lucy's waist and she stroked the back of her head with the other, rocking her gently. I watched transfixed as Lucy began to relax and lean more into Sharon. She had her eyes closed and was breathing deeply through her mouth. Sharon continued to stroke the back of Lucy's head but she brought her other hand around to sit on Lucy's waist as the young girl began to trust her more and more. Suddenly without warning Lucy started to sob. Just gently and not in any distress she started to cry and as she did so I watched as a trickle of pee ran down between the two girls legs. Sharon wasted no time and moved her hand from Lucy's waist and placed it very gently against her wet panties. As she did so I saw the trickle increase and begin to run through Sharon's fingers and down Lucy's legs. She continued to cry but the sobs became gentle moans as her waters ran freely through the underwear, through my wife's hands and down between her legs. Sharon turned Lucy's tear streaked face up to her own and as the younger girls eyes closed she kissed her deeply and pressed her hand harder into her pussy. Lucy responded by thrusting her pelvis forward and as the last of her pee subsided Lucy was eagerly rubbing her crotch onto Sharon's hand. I was playing with myself as I watched and as Lucy's orgasm burst through her I moved into the shower with them and wanked myself furiously towards them. Sharon had to hold Lucy up when she came and I helped by gripping her around the waist from behind with my free hand. Although Lucy was limp in our arms I manoeuvred her so that the head of my cock could be rubbed against her. Sharon liked to keep her soaked panties on until the wetness cooled but realising what I was trying to do she reached own and pulled Lucy's wet panties down. I rested the head of my cock in the crack of Lucy's ass and ground myself against her rubbing up and down as she slowly found her feet again. I wanted to fuck her again and as she leaned over and rested her hands on the wall of the cubicle I gripped her waist and adjusted myself so that as she bent over I could slip inside her. Sharon moved around and kissed me whilst squeezing Lucy's ass cheeks together around my cock. As I thrust into her, Sharon reached over her ass and worked Lucy's ass back and forth onto my cock. This time I worked up a wicked rhythm and banged into Lucy as hard as I could. Her pussy was so tight but so well lubricated from a combination of her juices and my spunk that it gripped the entire length and sent sensations right from the base to the head of my cock. Sharon kissed me throughout the fuck and really tried to meet my thrusts by shoving Lucy's ass at me. Lucy was whimpering as I fucked her and her pussy was tightening and twitching which was enough to send me crazy. I came screaming, "you fucking little cunt" with Sharon twisting my nipples and grinning at me. The orgasm was intense and I nearly fell over. Lucy's cunt gripped me like a vice as I shot my load into her. Only after every drop had squeezed from my cock did I pull out and immediately leaned against the wall for support. Sharon reached fro Lucy and put her arms around her as I reached for the shower control. We stood embracing under the warm shower for a number of minutes before anyone spoke. The silence was broken by Lucy who lifted her head from my wife's shoulder and said, "Do I still get paid for sitting even though you didn't go out?" The Babysitter: Caught Snooping 18 year old Danielle Majors had been babysitting for Brent Jennings for the last 4 years and had a crush on him the whole time. 2 years ago Brent's wife died and as far as Danielle could tell, he hadn't been out with anyone else. She usually babysat for him when he had to work nights. Danielle was over one night babysitting and got the idea to have a look around, just to see what kind of stuff he kept around. So she went upstairs to Brent's room after she put 4 year old Connor to bed and started searching through drawers. She looked through most of the dresser before she found 2 things. The first was a video tape that was on his side of the dresser, and the second was a dildo that was hidden in his wife's side. Danielle lay down on the bed and popped the tape into the VCR. The screen flickered and then there was Brent on the screen, and his wife sucking on his long cock. Danielle was so turned on... suddenly the picture switched and it was Brent fucking his wife very hard from behind. Danielle noticed the dildo that she left sitting on the dresser. So she went and grabbed it and came back to the bed. Danielle lifted her skirt, pushed her thong to the side and rubbed her pussy with the big dildo. Danielle finally shoved the big thing into her when the picture changed again to Brent fucking his wife in the missionary position. Danielle was so into the dildo that she didn't even hear Brent come home, but she did hear him clear his throat when he was standing inside the bedroom door watching her. "Having fun?" he asked. "Um... well, kinda." She replied, reluctantly pulling the dildo from her pussy. "I didn't say stop." He told her. Danielle pushed the dildo back into herself and continued. Finally Brent walked over and said: "Let me help you." He grabbed the dildo and started fucking her hard with it. Danielle moaned loudly and started playing with her tits. She pulled her shirt and bra off and lay on the bed topless while the hottest 32 year old guy she had even met fucked her with a dildo, she couldn't believe it. Brent reached up with his free hand and pinched her nipples causing more moaning. Danielle was losing it; her breathing got heavier and began moaning more and more until she came all over the dildo: "Oh fuck! Yes!!!" she screamed. When she calmed down Brent had taken the dildo out of her and was sitting beside her on the bed. "That was amazing!" She giggled at him. "I bet. You know you shouldn't sneak around. If you wanted to see my room I would have showed you." He told her. "What if I wanted to see something else?" She asked. "Like what?" "I want to see your cock!" she told him as she tugged at his zipper. Brent nodded and let her unzip his pants; he stood up and pulled his pants down. Danielle grabbed his boxers and pulled them off, she reached up and grabbed his half hard cock and stroked it, she was still very horny... Danielle got into position and sucked his cock into her mouth. She sucked it hard and bobbed her head up and down in his lap, Brent played with her long brown hair as she sucked him off. Danielle wanted more than to just give him a blowjob so she lay back on the bed and spread her legs. "Fuck me please?" she begged him. Brent agreed and quickly got on top of her slipping his cock into her easily. Danielle moaned and wrapped her legs around his hips as he rocked into her again and again. "Oh shit that feels so good!" She squealed. Brent fucked her harder and harder while he fondled her tits and pinched her nipples. His cock pushed deeper into her wet pussy and she cried out again: "Fuck me hard!!!" Danielle was moaning louder and louder with each pounding thrust. "Faster please!!!" she begged. Brent pounded her as hard and as fast as he could go, Danielle was in heaven, her moans became nearly in audible and soon her pussy clamped down around his cock and she dug her nails into his back as she came. Brent couldn't hold on any longer, he finally released his load into her, splashing cum all over the inside of her body causing her to cum again, gripping his cock harder. Danielle passed out and released him; Brent slipped out of her and rolled over satisfied... He kissed her on the cheek and fell asleep beside her. The Babysitter Ch. 01 Carol walked in the door and was instantly attacked by her two children. "Mommy, Mommy," they both cried out, laughing and jumping up for hugs. Billy and Sonya were seven and eight, respectively, and always excited when Carol walked in the door at night. She had been doing the single mom thing since they could barely walk, and the two of them never failed to make her smile. She looked apprehensively around the house. Summer vacation had started just this week, and to save money, she had taken the children out of after school day care for the summer and hired a baby sitter. Besides, at home they could spend a little time during the day with their friends, and she didn't have to get them up and ready every morning. Lisa entered the kitchen from the basement door, carrying a basket of laundry. She saw Carol greeting the kids and flashed a smile. "I think a couple kids are happy to see you," she laughed. "Well, all and all, how did your first week go?" Carol asked. Lisa smiled, "Pretty well. They are great kids, and I'm glad I was able to find a job so close to home until school starts up in the fall" Lisa and her parents had moved in three houses down about a year ago. Carol had met Mary, Lisa's mother, last fall, at the local election center. They had both volunteered their time, worked the same afternoon voting shift, and became friends. When Carol had mentioned her childcare plans for the summer, Mary suggested that Carol talk to Lisa. Carol liked Lisa right away. She was polite, and the kids seemed to get along with her from the first time Lisa came by to talk over the job. Lisa seemed very "in charge" and sure of herself, a trait Carol always admired. It is also a trait Carol had always seemed to have to fight to maintain. Carol ran a small office for a living, and control never seemed to come easy for her, so when she saw self-confidence in other people, she felt a lot of admiration. Since her divorce several years ago, she felt like a lot always rode on her shoulders. "Let me grab my checkbook from upstairs and I'll pay you for the week," Carol said. Lisa glanced at her watch. "Actually, I need to be at my summer theater class early tonight. I have to do a line read through before the others show up. Why don't I just pick it up from you next week?" "That's fine," Carol replied. "Or, you can stop by tomorrow and get it. Just don't make it too early. The kids are off to their dad's for the weekend, and I plan on sleeping in a little," she laughed. Lisa bounded out the door and smiled goodbye to the kids. Carol started out her quiet weekend with two of her favorite things. A hot cup of coffee, and the weekend paper. She was just getting into her second cup when the doorbell chimed. Tightening her robe a little, she peeked through the window into the smiling face of Lisa. "Want a cup of coffee?" Carol asked. "Sounds good to me," Lisa said, plopping her backpack on a chair and sitting down. Mary poured a cup of coffee and set it down in front of Lisa. "So, how was your rehearsal last night?" Lisa sighed. "Wouldn't you know it? My first lead part in a play, and it had to be a romantic drama." "That's sounds like it would fun. What's the problem?" replied Carol. "I've got a scene with the male lead that I read through six or seven times last night. The guy is a real jerk, and the director says my kiss at the end looks too "forced." I think if he had to kiss the jerk he would understand why it looks forced." Carol and Lisa both laughed. Lisa reached into her backpack and pulled out a thick script, tossing it on the table. "The latest and greatest play for the college fall theater" Carol picked up and thumbed through it a little. "I think it would be fun. I would never have the courage to get up in front of people and do something like this." "It might be my last chance if I don't get this scene right," Lisa commented, sarcastically. "Hey, I have an idea. Do a "read-through" with me on the scene from last night. I have my lines memorized, so you can use the script and read the jerks lines, while I practice." "Oh, I don't know," Carol, laughed, shyly. "I'm no good at stuff like that at all. I'm sure you'll do just fine without my help." "I'm sure you will do just fine," Lisa said. "Come on" Lisa grabbed the script in one hand, took Carol by the other, and led her out into the morning light of the living room. Handing Carol the script, she stepped back a little and started in on the scene. Carol read the male lines somewhat nervously, and Lisa said hers, getting into the part more and more. At the end of the scene, Lisa leaned in a little for the required kiss, and Carol, hesitantly, kissed her lightly on the cheek. Lisa laughed. "Even the jerk did better then that last night" Carol blushed. "I'm not exactly the "male lead." "But that's the part I'm having trouble with," Lisa replied, looking Carol straight in the eyes. "Come on, let's try that again, only this time, kiss me like you think a man would kiss at the end of a scene like that. Lisa read the last line of the scene, and leaned in for Carols kiss. Carol leaned in and lightly pressed her lips against Lisa's. Carol let it linger a moment, startled at the rapid beating of her heart. She backed away quickly, her face turning crimson and her breath short. Lisa looked into Carol's eyes and smiled. "What's the matter, Carol?" Carol stammered. "Nothing..." Lisa continued to stare straight into Carol's eyes. "That was a little better, but I think it still needs work. Let me show you how I want it done, Carol." Without another word, Lisa threaded her fingers into Carol's hair and pulled her face close. "Like this, Carol." Whispered Lisa. Lisa pressed her open mouth hard against the older woman's. Feeling the woman's body fall limp, she knew she had her where she wanted her. She flicked her tongue across the woman's lips and heard Carol moan. That was the last sign she needed before plunging her tongue deep in Carols mouth. She kissed her deep and hard, the fingers of one hand buried in Carols hair. The other hand slid down the woman's back, coming to rest on her ass and pulling her close against herself. Carol found herself in a swirl of thoughts. Here she was, being kissed by a girl half her age and as wrong as that seemed, she had never been so turned on in her life. Her better senses were telling her to back away, but the tingling in her tummy and her pounding heart kept her mesmerized. She opened her eyes and found Lisa staring back. Again, the girl whispered against her lips. "What's the matter, Carol?" Carol stammered. "I don't think we should..." Lisa pressed her open mouth against Carols to shut her up and kissed the woman deep again. She slipped one hand inside the woman's robe, finding Carol's breast. She squeezed and caressed it before taking the nipple between her thumb and finger. As she pinched, Carols moans became louder and she totally gave in, kissing Lisa back harder and harder. When Lisa felt Carol give in all the way, she reached down, untying the robe sash. Still working Carol's mouth with her tongue, she pushed the woman's hands behind her back and tied them at the wrist with the sash in one quick, practiced motion. She kept her mouth and tongue on Carols face and neck, while pushing her back onto the couch, in a slouched, sitting position. Sitting down next to her, Lisa continued to kiss her, while her hand, again, worked Carols breasts and nipples. Carol was moaning louder, and Lisa trailed her fingers down across the woman's chest and belly. When her hand had slipped between Carols legs, she pulled back from the kiss and laughed. "My, my Carol. How on earth, did your pussy get so wet?" Carol closed her eyes and blushed deeply. Lisa leaned down and whispered against the older woman's lips. "It's OK, baby, I can help you with that" Dipping her tongue into Carol's mouth, she slid her finger across the woman's clit, rubbing it a few times before plunging two fingers deep inside her. Carol arched high off the couch as Lisa fucked her hard with her fingers. It wasn't long before Carol rose up rigid and came, the juices drowning Lisa's fingers and hand. Lisa pulled her hand away and looked at Carol. The older woman was slouched back on the couch. Her eyes were closed and she was still shaking. "Look at Me Carol." Lisa said. Carol timidly open her eyes and looked at Lisa. Lisa smirked and laughed. "Damn, Carol. You were so fucking easy. Are you a slut or something?" Carol blushed and stammered. "n-n-no" Lisa reached over and let her finger rub the woman's clit again. Carol arched against Lisa's finger and moaned. Lisa looked straight into Carol's eyes. "Yes you are. You're a slut. And if you admit it and tell Me you're a slut, I'll take very good care of you. Now again. You're a slut, aren't you, Carol?" As she finished her question, she pushed a finger deep into Carol's pussy. "Answer Me, slut," Lisa insisted. Carol bit her lip and forced her self to look at the young girl that had totally taken control of her, yet made her feel the best anyone ever had. "Yes," she mumbled. Lisa stood up and looked down at the tied and exposed woman below her on the couch. Staring deep into Carol's eyes, she grabbed the bottom of her tee shirt and pulled it over her head, tossing it to the floor. She then un-snapped her shorts and kicked them aside. Carol looked up at the naked girl and couldn't help but stare. Lisa's breasts were a little larger then her own, but much fuller and firmer. Her eyes wandered down between Lisa's legs. The girl's pussy was shaved bare. Lisa took her own breasts into her hands and massaged them, her fingers and thumbs working the nipples until they were hard and standing straight out. She looked down at Carol and smiled. "You like My tit's, slut?" Carol moaned out a simple "yes" "Good," Lisa replied. "You're going to learn to take very good care of My tit's, slut." Lisa straddled Carols lap and leaned forward, pressing the nipple of one breast against Carol's mouth. Carol took the nipple into her mouth and began to suck and lick. Lisa took turns feeding each full breast to Carol, sometimes reaching behind her and rubbing Carol's clit. Lisa leaned down and kissed Carol deep, whispering into the woman's mouth. "Now slut, you're going to get your first chance to make Me come. Do a good job, slut, and I'll take very good care of you." With that, Lisa stood on the couch and arched her bare pussy to Carol's mouth. Carol reached out with her tongue and licked the girl's clit. After a few more licks, Lisa began to moan. She buried her fingers into Carol's hair and pulled the woman hard against her pussy. "That's it, slut. Fuck Me with your tongue." Lisa worked her pussy harder against the woman's mouth, her moans getting louder. After about five minuets of fucking Carol's mouth and tongue, she went over the edge, drenching Carol's mouth with her orgasm. After relaxing for a bit on Carols lap, she got up and slowly dressed. Bending down, she kissed Carol lightly on the mouth, while reaching behind her and loosening the knotted sash. She looked straight into Carol's eyes. "Listen slut. Monday, it's back to normal. I like this job and I like the kids. I don't want to ruin that, however, in two weeks, when they are gone, your training resumes. Do you understand slut?" All Carol could stammer out was a quiet "yes." The Babysitter Ch. 01 This is my first submission, so feedback and comments are always accepted. Hope you all enjoy it. This story is dedicated to Linda, my inspiration for everything. * * * * * "Why you little pervert!!" Screamed Debbie. Boy was I in trouble. But let me give you some background leading up to this point first. My name is Mike. I am 18 years old, I am a senior in high school, and I have what people call a panty fetish. I don't know what it is about them, but I love them. Clean or dirty, thongs, hi cut, granny, I love em all. Well here is what happened when my fetish got me into a little bit of trouble. As I said, I am a senior in high school. I was short on cash one weekend, when one of my parent's friends, a lady named Debbie called and asked me to baby-sit for their 4 kids. They were good kids, I had baby-sat for them before, and I needed the cash. Plus, I had a massive crush on Debbie. She wasn't a gorgeous lady. She had some meat on her, but she had huge full breasts, a nice firm ass, and this cute little face. I told her that I would watch the kids for her, and she told me she would pick me up at 8. The doorbell rang at 8 on the dot. There was Debbie, looking smoking as always, waiting for me. We got into the car and she drove over to her house. We got in the house, and I asked her where the kids were. "Sleeping," she said, "and my husband is away on business, so me and the girls are going out to have some fun. I should be back by 1." "Cool," I said, "I know where everything is, so have a good time." She thanked me again for left for her night out. I checked in on the kids, saw they were fast asleep, and then went to the living room to watch some TV. I flipped through the channels for about an hour, finding nothing to watch. Then I remembered that the TV in the master bedroom had an illegal box, so I decided to go watch some movies on pay per view (no, not that kind). I went upstairs, grabbed the remote and flopped on the bed. As I was flipping through the movie channels, I realized I was lying in her bed, and started getting a little horny. In the past, when I had baby-sat for her and got the urge, I went through her laundry and her drawers and found some panties that I liked, and used those for inspiration, fantasizing about what I would do if she were really there. I went to her dresser, opened the panty drawer (of course I knew where it was, I had used it before). I sorted through the standard panties in the drawer, but found nothing that sparked my interest. I went on to the hamper, and started sorting through the other random clothes until I found what I was looking for. There they were, a pair of white, hi-cut cotton panties, and they were soaking wet. Jackpot! I had never seen panties this wet before, especially in a married woman's bedroom. My cock was throbbing at the thought of what she had been doing before she picked me up. I opened my jeans and pulled down my boxers, letting my rock hard, 8 inch cock out of its restraint. I sat down on the bed with the panties in my hand. I closed my eyes, and imagined Debbie sitting in this very spot, doing what she was to make these panties so soaking wet. I brought them up to my face, and inhaled her musky smell, as I slowly began stroking my cock. Then I had an idea. I took the panties and wrapped them around my shaft, the wetness providing more than enough lubrication. I was in heaven. I lay back on the bed and closed my eyes, as I polished my cock with her panties. I was on the verge of blowing a massive load into the crotch of her panties when it happened. "Why you little pervert!!" Screamed Debbie. Boy was I in trouble. "Are those my panties??" she screamed. "So you were going through my underwear. All these times you babysat for me, I thought my underwear drawer was messed up. Now I know it was you looking through it. You little pervert! Just wait until your mother hears about this." My mother??? Oh shit! I tried to pull my pants up and hide my softening cock, as I cried "please don't tell my mom. She will kill me. I will do anything." "Stand up and go wait in the corner" she commanded me. I am going to call your mother and tell her what you were doing." I stood in the corner, holding my pants up, thinking about how much shit I was going to be in, and how my mother would ground me for life. I stood there waiting, and I heard her dialing. But before she could say anything, I heard her hang up. Maybe she wasn't home? I would be spared for a few hours. Then I heard "turn around and come over here." Debbie had her hands behind her back, as I slowly walked toward her. As I got right in front of her, I could see the anger in her eyes. I was standing right in front of her. As I opened my mouth to begin my apology, her hand came flying into view, right at my face. I tried to duck, but it was too late. The next thing I knew, I was lying on my back on her bed, with something in my mouth. Then I realized. The little slut had shoved her dirty panties into my mouth! I turned my head, but the ones I was jerking off with were sitting right next to my head. Then I realized. She had taken off the panties she was wearing, and had shoved them down my throat. What was going on?? "So you like my dirty underwear, don't you, you little fucking pervert. Well how do you like having them down your throat?" I tried to answer, but couldn't because of the nylon treat in my mouth. I was able to taste the wetness on her panties and realized that maybe what I was doing had turned her on. She came over to me on the bed, and slapped me across the face. "Answer me when I ask you something, you little sicko!" she screamed. I did all I could to mumble a yes, and nod my head. "Well now it's time for a little payback." Before I even had time to figure out what she meant by that, she was on me. My view was blocked by her dripping pussy and ass, as she squatted over my face. "You are going to pleasure me in any way I want, and you will do whatever I say, or I tell mommy, am I clear?" I moaned an "uh huh," and nodded. She lowered herself onto my face. I wasn't sure how she wanted me to lick her pussy with her little panties in my mouth. Slowly, she rubbed her swampy twat on my open mouth, then down to my chin, and up my face. I felt my whole face getting soaking wet as her pussy traveled all over my face, leaving a trail of love juice all over. Boy did she have a wet pussy. I was laying there with my hands at my side, as this wanton slut rubbed her pussy all over my face. She was moving her pussy faster and faster, pushing herself harder onto my face, all the while moaning. "Oh god. I love rubbing my cunt all over your face. Uhhhh. my panties in your mouth feel so good when they rub my clit. I am gonna cum! Make me cum, you sick perv! OH GOD...OH GOD...I'M CUMMINGGGGGGGGGGGGGG." she screamed, as she collapsed off my face. I was soaked. She was a squirter, and had unloaded her cum all over my face. After a few minutes, she had recovered from her orgasm, and came up to my face. Seeing her cum all over my face, she said "you are all dirty. I am gonna have to clean you up." She opened her mouth, and began to tongue my face, slurping off all of her juices. If my cock was hard before, it was about to burst, thinking about how she was swallowing her own cum. After she finished, she leaned over my mouth and used her tongue to pull her panties into her mouth. She pulled them out and tossed them over to the hamper. She told me to stand up, and pulled my shirt over my head, and pulled off my pants. My hard cock was standing at attention. "Ooh, someone enjoyed that" she crooned. She walked over to her dresser and removed a fresh pair of panties. She told me to stand where I was, as she sat on her bed, legs spread wide. I finally got a clear look at her gorgeous twat. It was all red and puffy, with a little pink clittie poking out, and very little whispy blond hair right above it. It was stunning. "You like my pussy?" she asked me. I was so shocked at the sight of it, all I was able to do was nod slightly. "Well then you might like this too." She took those clean panties and began working them into her tight cunt. My eyes nearly popped out of my head. This was something I had only fantasized about, and now I was seeing it for real. As I watched this, I moved my hand down and began rubbing my cock. She saw this, and yelled at me "don't you dare touch that. I never told you that you could touch yourself!" I dropped my hands, sad that I could not enjoy this as much as she apparently was. I watched in amazement as those full panties disappeared into her cunt. After they were finally in, she stood up and moaned "oooh, that feels good to walk with them in there." She walked over to me, and dropped to her knees. "Now I can show you why I didn't want you to touch it before I was ready." She leaned forward and took my cock into her hot mouth. We both moaned simultaneously, me as she worked her magic mouth over my shaft, and her as she enjoyed the taste of my pre cum. She worked my cock deeper into her mouth, and the next thing I knew, she had all eight inches down her throat. It was so tight and hot, I nearly blew my load right there, but I held out. She opened her mouth wider and sucked my balls right into her mouth with my shaft. I was in heaven! I watched her work her hand down to her panty filled crotch as she sucked my cock. As she sensed I was about to cum, she pulled out and shook her head "Not yet, big boy. My husband is not nearly that big, and I want to feel what it is like to have it in me." She threw me down on the bed, and straddled my groin. As she lowered herself onto the head of my cock, I felt some resistance. Then I remembered the panties. She was going to take my hard 8 inches inside her with her panties. As she worked me in deeper, her panties went further inside her. It felt weird having my cock in her tight cunt, while surrounded by her cotton white panties. As she finally settled all the way down, she began whimpering. "Oh it hurts so much, but it feels so good." She started moving herself up and down, as the friction from my cock and her panties turned her pussy into a sopping inferno. My cock was about at its boiling point as she screamed "I am cumming again...cum with me, you nasty, panty loving sicko!" That was about all I could take, as we both came together, our cums mixing and soaking her panties even more. She collapsed off me again, and as she recovered, she sucked the cum combo off my softening cock. I reached over to her pussy, stuck a couple of fingers in, and pulled out her nasty panties as she shuddered and moaned to another small orgasm. I put one hand on her face, and pulled open her mouth, as I shoved the creamy panties in her gaping hope. As she sucked them clean, I said "Payback is a bitch, ain't it." Take 2 coming soon! The Babysitter Ch. 02 Carol paced the kitchen nervously, fidgeting with her coffee cup. The last two weeks had been a roller coaster of feelings and emotions. Her initial reaction was to put what happened with Lisa behind her, find another babysitter for the summer and get things back to normal. After all, Lisa was half her age, and a girl at that. Carol had never considered herself bisexual. Sure, in the past she had entertained fantasies of being with another woman, but they had been just that. Fantasies. Every woman, or man for that matter, has fantasies from time to time. However, down deep, she knew it wasn’t the fact that Lisa was a woman that kept drawing her towards this weekend without making a move to stop it. It was the control Lisa seemed to have over her. The fact that no matter what she herself thought she should or shouldn’t do, Lisa seemed to have the power to make her do anything the girl wanted. Add to that, the fact that the sex was probably the best she ever had, and the two reasons together, was why Saturday had come, and Carol had not done anything to stop it. It had been uncomfortable at first. The first couple of days after that weekend, she avoided all eye contact with Lisa and got her out of the house as soon as she could after getting home from work. Then, after a few days, the whole thing seemed like it had just been a dream. Yesterday, Friday, she had gotten home, and after greeting the kids and getting dinner on the table, she wandered upstairs to change for the evening. The first thing she noticed was a note laying on the nightstand. On her way across the room to grab the note, her eyes caught something out of place on the ceiling. Screwed into the ceiling, were two large silver rings. She couldn’t for the life of her figure out where they came from, or why they were there. Opening the envelope, she forgot all about the eyelets in the ceiling and started to shake. The note was short and simple. My dearest slut, I will be here tomorrow night at six pm sharp. I expect you to be bathed, shaved totally bare and wearing only your robe. Be in your room and have it well lit with only candles. You will refer to Me as Mistress, or Mistress Lisa, only. Carol glanced at the clock, noticing it was only ten minuets to six. She lit the candles in the bedroom and waited nervously. She felt scared, but excited. At exactly six sharp, she heard the back door open and close. As the bedroom door opened, she looked up to see Lisa enter the room, and then nervously looked down. Lisa was dressed in a black-buttoned blouse, over a tight black, leather skirt. Her blond hair was pulled back tight, and she wore more makeup then carol had ever seen on her before. Her eyes looked beautiful and piercing, and her lips were a dark red. She quickly approached Carol and dropped her backpack on a side chair. “There’s My little slut. Are you ready to learn new ways to please Me?” Carol bit her lip and looked down. “I asked you a question, slut”, Lisa demanded. “Yes”, Carol replied. Lisa sighed and shook her head from side to side. “Yes, Mistress” “Y-Yes, Mistress”, Carol nervously replied. Lisa traced a finger softly down Carols face.” You will learn, slut. Now, turn around” Carol turned her back to Lisa. Meanwhile, Lisa stepped to the chair and grabbed a few things from her backpack. Stepping up behind Carol, she slid the robe off the woman’s shoulders and let it fall to the floor. Moving her hair to one side, she pressed her open mouth against her neck and traced the skin with her tongue. While gently licking and kissing Carols neck, she placed small collars around the woman’s wrists. She then knelt down and placed two more around her ankles. “Now, turn around, slut.” Lisa demanded. Carol turned to face Lisa, feeling very naked and very exposed. Lisa simply smiled, reaching into the backpack and removing a couple lengths of rope with latches on both ends. She hooked a rope to each wrist and then climbed on the chair to attach them to the rings in the ceiling. Carol was now very nervous, yet strangely excited. Lisa stepped back, blowing out a couple of the candles, effectively dimming the light in the room a little more. Carol kept her eyes towards the floor, shaking a little. “I want you to look at Me, slut”, Lisa demanded. Carol raised her eyes from the floor and looked at Lisa. Lisa looked directly into Carol’s eyes and slowly started to unbutton the blouse. The blouse fell to the floor, revealing a black leather bra with cutouts for most of her breasts. Carol couldn’t help but stare at the full, round breasts. Her finger then unhooked the skirt, letting it fall and reminding Carol how bare and smooth she was. Lisa reached in the bag again, and removed a black leather belt, which she fastened around Carol’s waist. She traced Her fingers across Carol’s shoulders and down her arms. Reaching up, she unhooked one of Carol’s wrists and hooked it to a small tether attached to the leather belt, giving Carol about 12 inches of movement with her right hand. Lisa then moved the side chair in front of Carol and sat down. She let her eyes wander up and down carol’s exposed body and smiled. “Did you enjoy shaving yourself, slut?” Lisa asked? “Yes”, Carol replied. Lisa rose from the chair, took what appeared to be some kind of leather tassel from the bag, walked behind Carol and snapped it across the woman’s exposed ass, with a loud crack. “You will learn the proper way to address Me, slut”, Lisa demanded. “I’ll ask again”, Lisa said. “Did you enjoy shaving your cunt for Me, slut?” “Yes, Mistress”, Carol replied, her voice shaky. “I knew you would”, Said Lisa. “Have you been looking forward to today?” Lisa asked? “Yes, Mistress”, Carol replied. Lisa took her breasts in her hands and kneaded the firm flesh, taking the nipples between her fingers and thumbs; she pinched and rolled them, making them stand out long and hard. “Did you miss My tit’s, slut?” Carol stared at Lisa as she played with the young, firm breasts and could feel her heart start to pound. “Yes, Mistress” Lisa sat down in the chair and slid to the edge, opening her legs and showing the older woman her bare, smooth pussy. She wet a finger in her mouth and started to slide it up and down her clit, looking straight at Carol. “How many times have you played with yourself in the last two weeks, while thinking about Me?” Carol watched the young girl play with herself and stammered. “I-I’m not sure. A lot, I guess” “Good”, Lisa said. “Do you want to touch yourself now?” “Yes, Mistress.” Carol replied, very proud of herself for remembering to say Mistress. “Then, perhaps I’ll let you, slut”, Lisa said, getting up and walking close to Carol. Lisa slowly circled Carol, letting her fingers trace the woman’s skin, stopping when she was directly behind her. Lisa pressed herself against the woman, and Carol could feel the firm breasts pressing against her back. Lisa reached her hands around and started massaging the woman’s breasts. She squeezed them for a bit, and then began working the nipples until they were hard. She took Carols face in one hand and turned her face around close to her own, opening her mouth and offering Carol her tongue. Carol took the offered tongue into her mouth and sucked. Lisa pulled back a little and whispered into Carol’s mouth. “Go ahead, slut, play with your clit.” Carols hand reached to her pussy and her finger found her own clit, rubbing it until she started to moan into Lisa’s mouth. Harder and faster she rubbed, getting herself close. Lisa reached down and pulled the woman’s hand away. “I said you could touch, I didn’t say you could come.” She whispered into Carol’s mouth. “You are only allowed to come when I say, understand, slut?” Carol whimpered out a “Yes, Mistress” Lisa continued to play with Carol’s nipples and whispered into her ear “Would you like to come, slut?” Carol moaned “Yes, Mistress” “Then you have to earn it, slut” Lisa replied. Lisa reached up and unhooked the wrist snap, then walked around and unhooked the snap between her other wrist and the belt. She then walked to the chair and sat down across from the whimpering Carol. “Come here, slut” she commanded. Carol started towards her, but Lisa snapped at her. “No, slut. I want you to crawl to Me” Carol stopped, unsure what to do. “It’s simple, slut. Crawl to Me on your hands and knees” Lisa commanded, again. Carol slowly lowered herself to her hands and knees and started to crawl to the chair. “That’s a good slut. Now, get over here.” Carol crawled closer, and Lisa slid to the edge of the chair, opening her legs. She threaded her fingers into the older woman’s hair. “Show Me how good of a slut you are. I want you to use your fingers to open My pussy, then lick Me with that slutty little tongue of yours.” Carols heart was pounding as she used her thumbs to spread the girl’s pussy open. She reached out with her tongue and licked across Lisa’s clit. Lisa let out a small moan and Carol reacted by licking faster and harder. As carols tongue worked harder, Lisa grabbed her by the hair and pulled her further into her pussy. She wrapped her legs around the woman’s neck and ground her pussy into her face. “That’s it, slut, eat Me! You are a hungry little bitch, aren’t you? Fuck that feels good. Come on, slut, fuck me with your tongue!” Carol licked and probed until Lisa arched high off the chair, drowning the woman’s face while Lisa screamed out.“Fuck yes!” Lisa slowly relaxed and gently combed her fingers through Carol’s hair. “You did well, slut,” Lisa said. “Would My little bitch like to come, now?” Carol looked up from the floor, the lower part of her face soaked with Lisa’s juices. “Yes, please, Mistress” “Lay back” Lisa said. “Lay back on the floor in front of Me” “Very good, slut” Lisa said. “Now, open your legs and show Me that nice smooth pussy” Carol let her legs fall open, her knees slightly raised. “Let Me see how you played with yourself the last couple weeks” Lisa said. “Show Me now” Carol closed her eyes and let her hand slide down to her wet pussy. As she started to slide her finger across her swollen clit, she moaned and writhed on the floor. Harder and faster she rubbed, sometimes dipping one or two fingers inside herself. Soon she was moaning loud and raising her ass off the floor. All at once, she arched high and screamed out, coming hard, before collapsing onto her back, trying to catch her breath. Lisa smiled. “Does My little slut feel better?” She asked. Carol simply moaned out a “Yes, Mistress” Lisa rose from the chair, grabbing her clothes and getting dressed. “You were a very good slut, tonight. Get some rest and I’ll be by in the morning. I want you freshly bathed and ready for Me at nine sharp. With that, she grabbed her backpack and slipped out the door. The Babysitter Ch. 02 "Holly..." "Holly..." John whispered as he gently shook Holly awake. She opened her eyes and half sat up, with a puzzled look set upon her face. "Whoa, I must have fallen asleep while the tape was rewinding," she chuckled. "What time is it?" "Yeah, it's just after ten," he smiled, as he sat on the edge of his bed, beside her. "How were the kids?" "Oh, they were great, as usual. They watched a movie in your room and fell asleep here, too. Then I carried them to bed," she spoke softly, obviously still tired. "That's good. Thank-you Holly," he said gently and then brushed the hair away from her face. "You looked so peaceful sleeping there. I really hated to wake you up," he said. She sat up a little more and looked him in the eye. "It's okay John; you must have the most comfortable bed ever made," she said. "Besides, I liked waking up to see you," she said and then placed her hand on his left hand which was resting on the bed just grazing her thigh. She watched his eyes travel to where she had just placed her hand. "It's always so good to see you, Holly... You are so beautiful; do you know that?" he asked. Holly blushed, "Thank-you John. I don't know what to say." John reached up with his right hand and caressed the side of her face. She closed her eyes and leaned into his soft touch. He leaned forward and pulled her face closer to his own, just an inch away. Being this close, she could tell he had had a few drinks at dinner. He looked deep in her eyes and whispered, "Thanks again for sitting. It means the world to me." Then he pulled her to his lips and kissed her hard. He parted her lips with his tongue and explored the inside of her mouth. Holly returned his kiss and massaged his tongue with her own. After a long kiss they pulled apart reluctantly. "Mmmmmm. I've wanted to do that for so long," John whispered. "Well, what have you been waiting for?" she asked. "I don't remember..." he said and pulled her in for another kiss just like their last. Holly reached up behind his neck and then laid back down on to the duvet-covered bed again. John pressed his upper body firmly on to hers. Then he shifted his wait and legs around and he wrapped his left leg around her right. She could instantly feel that he had been waiting a long time to do more than just kiss her. Holly began to loosen his tie; she pulled it up over his head and broke their kiss to completely free it from him. John looked at her with an inquisitive look and she just winked at him and began to undo the buttons on his shirt. Then she pulled it off of his shoulders and kissed the right side of his collarbone. Then he took it off the rest of the way and kissed her again, passionately on the lips. John wasn't nearly as built as Kyle, but hadn't let himself go over the years either. There was no trace of a beer gut or excess fat, just not the definition her boyfriend has. Holly pulled away and started unbuttoning her own shirt for the second time that night. She half sat up to take it off and looked up at John. "Are you sure you want to do this Holly?" he asked. "I've wanted this since I first started sitting for you, John," she blushed then kissed him hard and put her hands behind his neck and pulled him back on top of her. John's hands moved behind her back and he slowly worked the hooks on her bra. As he pulled his hands away, he took her bra with them. He kissed her lips, then chin, then her neck, each side of her collarbone, each breast - stopping to suck each nipple - then a trail down her stomach. He stopped at the top hem of her skirt and looked up at her and grinned. John unzipped her skirt slowly and gently pulled it and her thong off. He took in the sweet smell of her light feminine juices. His breathing was speeding up with anticipation and Holly felt the warm air gently graze her wetness and she instinctively spread her thighs as an invitation for John. He reached forward and spread her moist labia with his fingers. He bent in and sucked her erect clitoris into his mouth. Holly moaned very loudly and bucked her hips up closer to his face. He inserted two fingers into her hole and her muscles tightened around them and she moaned again, but softer this time. He pulled them in and out, gently massaging her, whilst still sucking her throbbing clit. He curled his fingers into her and she had to bite her lips to keep from screaming, but she still let an audible sound of pleasure escape, letting him know he had found what he was looking for. He inserted a third finger and then increased the pressure at this sweet spot, then began pulling them out and pushing them back in rapidly. He then began to swirl his tongue around her erect clit, sucking it harder and gently nibbling on it. That was nearly all Holly could take. She started rocking her hips furiously to the rhythm of his fingers fucking her. She arched her back, grabbed a pillow from beside her and screamed into it in intense ecstasy. Her entire body shook and she panted heavily as her orgasm, which lasted minutes, subsided. "Mmmmm, my God, John... That was absolutely amazing!!" Holly breathed, after she had finally come down again. John smiled and replied by moving up towards her, and kissing her with an extreme passion; thus she tasted her own juices from his sweet kiss. He pressed the weight of his body against hers and Holly ran her fingers along his back, gently but firmly digging her manicured nails into the soft skin. She held their embrace and slowly sat up, forcing him to his knees. She broke away from their tender kiss and began undoing his belt. She finally pulled it loose from his pants and undid the top button, then pulled the zipper down, too. She let them fall to his knees and onto the bed. Then she ran her fingers teasingly around the inside edge of his boxers from front to back, stopping when they met each other at the very back. She then put her hands in them, palms on his muscular ass, and pulled his boxers down slowly by rubbing her hands from the top of his butt cheeks down to the back of his knees. When she had them off, Holly noticed that John was bigger than Kyle, by at least an inch, and wider too; she liked what she saw and ran her long nails gently along the length of his shaft from base to tip. Then she kissed the tip of it and laid back down onto the bed again. John reached down his legs and pulled his pants and boxers off completely. He tossed them and his socks and shoes to the floor at the end of the bed. Holly reached for his hand and pulled him back on top of her. They continued to kiss, touch and fondle each other and Holly felt him pressing between her thighs. She ached to have him inside of her, but she wanted to give him a taste of the pleasure he had already shown her. She held onto him, rolled on top of him, and then ended the playful dance their tongues were sharing. She pecked him on the lips again and smiled as she slowly started crawling backwards over him on the bed. She stopped with her knees between his, where she could reach his throbbing member, which she did. She gripped it at the base with her right hand and squeezed it firmly while she kissed the tip gently. With this first soft touch, John let a low moan escape his lips. Holly held her firm grip and brought her fist up his shaft until it met her lips, which were tight around his cock head. She continued to jack him off while she worked on his sensitive head. She licked his slit, from the tip to where it met his shaft, with the underside of her tongue. Then she flicked her tongue across this spot, which received throaty groans from John. Holly again sucked his pulsating head into her mouth, but this time let more and more slip into her mouth. As her mouth slid further and further down the shaft of John's penis, Holly's hand strokes became shorter and quicker until she had to release her grip so that her lips could replace her hand altogether. Holly sucked hard on his cock and bobbed her head up and down, deep throating him, and massaging his penile flesh with her wet tongue. While she was doing this she was fondling his balls, rolling them softly in her right hand. With her left hand she pressed firmly at the sensitive spot between his cock and his ass. This nearly sent John through the roof. He groaned very loudly and raised his hips off of the bed, pushing his cock even further into Holly's mouth. Holly knew he was getting close to orgasm and so she worked even harder; she increased the pressure and speed of her sucking, bobbing her head up and down in long, quick motions. She also began to squeeze and tug at his balls, rather than the soft fondling she was doing before; Holly also increased the pressure at his sensitive spot with her left hand. John began bucking his hips into Holly's face, meeting her rhythm, moaning. Holly once again returned her attention to his cock head and sucked hard, swirling her tongue around the rim. She moved her right hand from his balls to his shaft and began stroking him up and down, hard and fast. When Holly pressed into him harder with her left hand John screamed out, "OHHH, HOLLY! Uhnnnhuhnnn...." And shot his load into her waiting, wanting mouth. Holly released the pressure of her left hand, and slowed her strokes down, gently pumping out all of the cum he was able to give up to Holly, whom had decided that she enjoyed this after all. Moments later, when John had stopped panting, and was able to open his eyes again, he looked up in to hers, and said, "Holly! That was...wow. That was just amazing." Holly smiled and lay back down beside John. She propped herself up on her elbow and leaned over to kiss him softly. He put his hands behind her head, pulling her harder into his lips, eagerly returning her kiss. Then he pressed her back into the bed and moved his hands down to her breasts. He began to fondle, squeeze and caress them. He pressed his chest into hers and she could feel his heart beat rapidly against her right breast. He lay on top of her and Holly could feel that his cock had hardened again quickly. He rubbed her pussy with the tip of his cock, teasing her. She raised her hips trying desperately to coax him in. After he had slid his head into her gently he suddenly entered her: half way with his first thrust, completely with his second. He was somewhat bigger than Kyle and so she had to accommodate that. Holly let a guttural moan escape her lips through their kiss. He slowly began to move his member in and out of Holly's tight pussy. John's mouth changed its direction of attention and he started to suck Holly's right nipple. He massaged the other with his hand and the extra stimulation was readily accepted. She bucked her hips into his and met his every thrust. They were rocking their hips into each other at perfectly timed intervals. And this time it was John's turn to moan, as his balls tightened. Holly tightened her muscles around his cock and then John moaned again. He quickened his pace and Holly continued to meet his thrusts with her hips. Their breathing got heavier, too heavy to kiss, and their hearts raced. Holly wrapped her legs around John and crossed them firmly on his clenched butt and pulled him in deeper with his every thrust. The added pressures made her muscles tighten again and she moaned loudly. She reached her arms around him and ran her fingernails down his sweaty back. At this point, their breathing was very shallow, and their chests were heaving as they panted. Holly loved the feeling of John's cock inside of her and just as she thought to herself, 'God, this feels so damn good; I don't ever want it to end!' she felt John's penis pulsate and contract. Holly knew that it was going to have to end soon because John was on the verge of his second orgasm. Holly tightened her vaginal muscles around his cock and he groaned and his hot, thick cum deep into Holly's sex hole. The feeling of it all sent Holly into yet another orgasmic frenzy, and this time she actually did scream out. They rode out their orgasms together and then he leant down and kissed her passionately. He broke their kiss, pecked her softly on the lips again and said, "That literally was a dream come true." Holly smiled, "It was for me too, John." John slowly pulled out of her and sat up. Holly followed. They slowly got their clothes back on in silence, and then Holly kissed him again. "You know...I got the promotion..." John said. "YOU DID?!?! Wow! Congratulations, John!" Holly exclaimed and threw her arms around his neck. John put his arms around her waist and held her. "Thanks, but...It's going to keep me really busy...I'm going to have to go out a lot more..." John said as his voice trailed off... "OHHH... So you're going to need me to sit for you a lot more now? Is that it?" Holly asked, slyly. "Yes, Holly. You're going to have to be here, at LEAST 3 times a week, sometimes more... I'll definitely have to tip you... Well, it looks like I started tonight..." John said, glancing at his bed, strewn with blankets. "Oh! WELL! In THAT case.... I'd be more than happy to," Holly said, and kissed him. "But I really do have to get going now..." "Right, of course," he said, reaching in his back pocket for his wallet. As he did Holly went to the VCR and ejected her movie. He handed her three 20's, and then reached in for another $20. "There, double, as promised, plus an extra tip, just because my promotion has left me in an extra generous mood. Thanks again for sitting on such short notice," he said. Holly was amazed! $80 for a couple of hours of "babysitting"!?! She just left them alone with a video... And, God, she'd have done it for free after what happened tonight! "Wow, John. I don't need all this money...God I feel like a prostitute, ha-ha." "NO! Holly that is NOT what the money is for. This is ONLY for baby-sitting. I did ...what we did, because I wanted to; because I wanted you. I am in no way paying you for it. Please, don't take it like that," John said, clearly distressed. "He he, thanks John, but I was just teasing," she said and gave him a playful shove, then a kiss on the cheek. "See you soon!" she said and bounced down the hall, grabbed her things, and stepped out of the front door. On her way home, down the street, she stopped to think about what just happened. She just made amazing love to Mr. McKay! That was something she had fantasized about for years, and it had finally happened!! She smiled and thought to herself, 'Between Kyle and John, babysitting will take on a whole new meaning!' She couldn't wait until next time John called! The Babysitter Ch. 02 At lunch time the next day, Mr. Smith went to Jenny's school. He walked into the office of Father Nick, and pretended to be Jenny's Daddy. "Hello Father Nick, I'm Jenny's Dad. I'm here to pick her up early from school today. She has a dentist appointment." "Oh, certainly. Let me call for her." Father Nick announced her name over the intercom, to come to the main office. Jenny came trotting in and seen Mr. Smith waiting there. "Jenny, your Daddy is her to pick you up. Have a nice day." Jenny and Mr. Smith left the school and got into his car. "Jenny, I'm taking you to the clinic, so you could run in and get birth control pills. Before we get there, would you like to earn some more money?" "Yes, Mr. Smith! I told you that I'm saving as much money as I can get. What do I have to do?" Mr. Smith opened his pants and pulled out his hard cock. "Come here Jenny. Bend down and suck my cock while I drive. We'll take the long way." "Okay Mr. Smith, but this seems really naughty." He pushed Jenny's head down onto his cock, and she sucked him while driving through town. He had an evil thought. While Jenny was giving him a blowjob, he drove past her house. Jenny's Dad was mowing the lawn up front. As they drove by, he beeped the horn and waved to him. This cute little Catholic schoolgirl was taking her time, doing a good job to earn some more money. He drove all over the place and finally to the clinic. He pulled into the lot and parked, waiting for Jenny to finish him. "Oh baby, I'm going to cum now. Swallow it baby. Don't make a fucking mess." Jenny sucked and swallowed every drop. When it stopped cuming in her mouth, she sat up. "Was that okay, Mr. Smith? Did I do a good job for you, Sir?" "Yes Jenny, that was great. Here's $20.00, now go inside the clinic and ask them for the pills. Hurry up, baby." Jenny wiped her mouth off and hopped out of the car. Mr.Smith zipped his pants back up, and waited for her. After ten minutes had gone by, Jenny came out carrying a bag. Inside were her birth control pills. She got into the car and opened them. Jenny read over the directions and took one. "Jenny you need to be careful for the first week, after that you should be fine." "Yes, the nurse already told me." "You have me so turned on. I want to fuck you before I drop you off. We have to hurry up because I need to get back home. Rose is there with Joey." He drove down the road to a place that he spotted the other day. It's a dirt road that goes behind a bunch of storage sheds. He parked the car and they go out. 'Pull your panties down Jenny and bend over the hood." She did, and Mr. Smith pulled up her skirt. He poured some of his wife's hand lotion on her asshole, and put his hard cock to it. He pressed the head against Jenny's asshole, slowly penetrating her. "Oh, oh, oh Mr. Smith! I never did this! Please, please be gentle?" He got his cock all the way in, and started fucking her ass. "Oh, Jenny. Your ass is so tight, baby. You look so sexy like this. Oh honey, I'm going to fuck your ass so hard and cum inside of it." "Oh, Mr. Smith. It hurts. My asshole hurts. Please pour some more lotion on it?" He took the bottle and poured some more out. His cock was sliding in with ease now. "Oh yes. Oh Mr.. Smith, that feels better. Fuck me. fuck my young ass. Fuck this young little Catholic schoolgirl up the ass. Come on, fuck me! Cum inside me!" He finally pumped every drop of cum out of his cock. Shooting what felt like streams of cum, deep inside Jenny's bowels. He slowly pulled out, and couldn't resist. While his cock was still hard, he slid right into her wet pussy and fucked it for a few stokes till his cock went limp. "Ahh Mr. Smith! Oh, oh, oh, I wish you could cum inside of my pussy." "Soon Jenny, very soon." She pulled her panties up and they got back into the car and drove away. He dropped her off near her house, so she could walk up as if she got off the bus. The next day, Jenny came right over, after stepping off of the school bus. Joe's Grandma left for work and Jenny was there to babysit by herself. little Joey was taking a nap, so Jenny sat and watched television. She thought about what has been going on between her and Mr. Smith. It made her young pussy wet just to think about it. Jenny got up from the sofa and decided to snoop. She went upstairs and walked into the Smith's bedroom, opening up some dresser drawers she found some adult toys and sexy clothing. In one of the drawers, she found the breast pump that belonged to Mrs. Smith. Jenny pulled her white cotton panties down and off. She lie down on the bed, spreading her legs. Jenny lightly rubbed her wet pussy, then turned the breast pump on and put it up against her pussy and over her clit. The light suction that it created on her pussy drove her crazy. She lie there humping the pump that was being held in one hand, while playing with her nipples with the other one. She was about to cum, when she opened her eyes for a second. Mr. Smith was standing there watching her. She didn't hear him come home. "Are you having fun, Jenny? Is this what I'm paying you to do?" "Um, um no. No Sir. I'm very sorry. I, I don't know what came over me." "Strip!" "Excuse me, Mr. Smith?" "Take your schoolgirl uniform off and lie back." "Yes, Sir." Jenny removed every piece of clothing, and lie back onto the bed. "Spread your fucking legs, baby." "Yes, Sir." Jenny felt so naughty and embarrassed, spread out on the bed naked in front of him. No one has ever seen her completely naked before. Mr. Smith started to remove his clothes, as he practically drooled while looking at her. A sweet, shy and innocent eighteen year old schoolgirl, naked on my bed with her legs spread wide. Her skin is a creamy white and firm. Her pink nipples show up nice against it. Her legs are very shapely and toned from gym class. Mr. Smith crawled up between her legs, and licked her tender pink pussy. Jenny was so wet and tasty, nothing like his wife's pussy. Jenny was lightly humping Mr. Smith's mouth as he ate her. Both of his hands were playing with her nipples. Jenny was enjoying this so much. "Oh Mr. Smith, that feels so good. Please don't stop? Oh, my pussy feels so good. No one has ever done this to me before. Oh, oh, oh." Mr. Smith gave her a few more licks, and then moved up over her. He took one of her nipples into his mouth and sucked on it. Jenny put a hand over the back of his head, and ran her fingers through his hair. As she held Mr. Smith's head to her nipple, she reached down to his cock with the other hand and stroked it. Jenny wanted his cock just as much as Mr. Smith wanted her pussy. She guided his cock to her fuck hole, and with one slow steady thrust, he was completely inside of her. "Oh, oh, yes! Mr. Smith, fuck me! Fuck my hot pussy! Oh, oh, oh, yes!" The bed started to rock, as he fucked Jenny. You could hear the headboard hitting the wall, each time he shoved his cock into her. Mr. Smith felt as if he were in Heaven, as he fucked this eighteen year old Catholic schoolgirl. "Oh,yes! Fuck me! Fuck me, pleas? Harder! Harder! Fuck my sweet little pussy! Oh Mr. Smith, I love feeling your cock inside of me! You have such a nice cock. Oh, it feels so good. Fuck me with that big cock! Fuck me!" Mr. Smith couldn't believe how much of a slut, that Jenny turned into when having sex. During the day she was a shy and naive schoolgirl, her knees were practically bolted together. "Oh Mr. Smith! I'm going to cum! Cum! Oh, oh, oh!" As Jenny came, Mr. Smith felt his cock getting ready to shoot. He kissed the side of Jenny's neck and whispered in her ear. "Jenny, I'm going to cum. I want you to feel it spurting inside of you. Are you ready, baby?" "Yes. Yes, Mr. Smith. Cum in me. I want to feel it." His cock started to pulse as the cum began to shoot out of it. Spurt after spurt, shot deep inside of Jenny. He was happy that she couldn't get pregnant now, as he thought about his sperm entering her womb. "Can you feel it, Jenny? Can you feel my cum shooting inside of you?" "Yes. Yes Sir, I can. It feels so good. It feels hot inside of me. I love to feel it hitting me each time it shoots. I'm so glad that you took me for the pill. Now you could fill me any time you want, Mr. Smith!" That was music to his ears. He turned over and lie beside Jenny, when little Joey started to wake from his nap and cry. Jenny got right up to tend to him. When she stood up, all of Mr. Smith's cum dripped from her pussy. Jenny ran downstairs naked and got the bottle ready, then ran back up to feed him. Mr. Smith got dressed and went downstairs. He opened his wallet to give Jenny a few bucks. When she was done feeding Joey, she put her school uniform back on and came downstairs. She grabbed her books and walked over by the door, where Mr. Smith was standing. "Here's some money for you, Jenny." She took it from him and put it in her blouse pocket. "Thank you, Sir. Do you need me for anything else before I go?" "Um, yes. Get on your knees." She did, as Mr. Smith opened his pants. "Suck my cock some more before you leave, baby" Without hesitation, Jenny wrapped her lips around his cock and sucked. It felt so good, until he heard his wife's car pull in. "Okay Jenny, get up. Rose just pulled in." He closed his pants and Jenny opened the door to leave. She met Rose in the driveway. "Hi Jenny! How was Joey?" "Hi! He was fine, no problems." "Good. Mr. Smith and I are really happy to have you. Aren't we, dear?" Rose turned to look at her Husband, waiting for his answer. "Yes. Yes, I am. I'm very happy to have her." He gave Jenny a wink, while answering his wife. The Babysitter Ch. 02 I woke up early to the sound of Bobby playing in his crib. I lay in bed for a few seconds after I heard him. I stretched my arms out over my head and then slipped them under the covers. My hand instinctually went to my breast. I was naked. I must have just got into bed after I took a shower last night. I didn't even remember getting out of the shower; I was in such a haze from being with Shane. I started to massage my breasts. Oh my God, Shane, I thought. I moaned just thinking about him. I slid my hand down to my pussy and ran my finger up, feeling how wet I was. If I started this now I wouldn't stop, I thought. I got up and threw on a pair of shorts and t-shirt and went to check on Bobby. Bobby and I were in the kitchen when Mrs. Miller came downstairs. I was cutting strawberries and heating some formula for Bobby. "Oh good you're making breakfast for all of us that's so nice," Nancy said rubbing her eyes. Nooooo I was making your son and myself breakfast, I thought. I quickly whipped up a batch of waffles and eggs, just as Jessica and Tony came down. They ate everything, leaving nothing for Shane or myself. I was feeding Bobby a spoonful of smashed bananas when Shane finally came down. He looked amazing in a pair of cargo shorts and a black t-shirt. I had to bite my lip to keep from smiling when I saw him. Shane was more obvious about it as he smiled and looked me up and down. He said good morning to everyone and Nancy and Jessica announced that they would be taking Bobby into town today to do some shopping. For about half a second I was so excited to have Shane all to myself before I remembered Tony would still be in the house. I smashed some more banana on Bobby's tray before I grabbed the dishes to clean. "I think you missed breakfast. Do you want me to make you something real quick?" I asked Shane. It took everything in me not to let on that he had given me the best orgasm I had ever had less than six hours ago. "No it's fine Morgan, I can get it." He said heading into the kitchen. "I'll just clean this up and pack Bobby's bag and stroller for you guys. Shopping will be fun!" I sounded like a Barbie commercial. I didn't care I just wanted to be in the kitchen with Shane as fast as possible. I walked into the kitchen and before I could even get the plates in the sink, Shane was behind me with his lips to my ear. "I need you again. Now." He whispered as I felt his cock harden against my ass. I almost dropped the plates as I grinded against him. We had just been together and I felt like I needed him for the first time. I knew he felt the same as he slid his hands under my shirt to grasp my tits. I really did try not to moan but I couldn't help it. Shane exhaled deeply into my neck and thrust his hips into me. He quickly turned on the faucet as to not arouse suspicion and began to kiss my neck as he moved against me again. We heard a chair squeak against the hardwood floor and he released me, moving to the fridge to grab a bowl of fruit. Nancy walked in holding Bobby. "Morgan you can finish those later. Go upstairs and get Bobby dressed and get his diaper bag ready." She lowered her voice and looked at Shane "You need to entertain Tony today while we are out. Can you handle that?" She asked him. "No." Shane said as he rolled his eyes. He was trying to be sarcastic but it really came out like it was a dreadful task. Nancy looked back at me. "Now . . . please," She said to me as she looked back to Shane. Nancy and Jessica left with Bobby around Noon. I knew the only reason why she brought Bobby was to show that she a good mother. Tony made a pitcher of margaritas and convinced Shane to go swimming in the pool. I cleaned up the house and got dressed in a pair of jeans and a white t-shirt. I didn't wear a bra. Nancy was out for the day so she wouldn't notice and I knew that Shane liked it. After I got ready, I went to check on Tony and Shane. I wanted to put a load of laundry on before I got in the pool so Nancy would see that I was busy during the day, and not fucking her husband. "Hey boys, do you want anything?" I asked as they sat on chaise lounges in front of the pool. Shane gave me a "get me out of here look" and Tony ran his fingers through his chest hair, as he looked me up and down. "Just to get you all wet," Tony said getting up and walking towards me. I accidently grimaced. "Ha . . . I need to put some laundry on," I said turning away from him. Before I knew it, he had his arms around me and was dragging me to the pool. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Shane jump up and head toward Tony. He looked like he was going to punch him. Suddenly I was under water, sinking to the bottom of the pool. I quickly kicked off the bottom and burst out of the water. Shane met me at the edge of the pool and in one quick hoist, lifted me out of the water. Tony was laughing and jumping around like an idiot. I smiled at Shane trying to let him know I was okay and that he should definitely not punch his wife's best friend's husband. "Oh It. Is. On!" I challenged Tony, trying to relieve the tension. I flipped my hair back and noticed Tony had gone silent. The two men were staring at me. I had completely forgot I was wearing a white t-shirt without a bra. I looked down and saw that my shirt was completely see-through and they could clearly see my nipples. "Why don't you make another batch of margaritas? I think Morgan probably wants one," Shane said to Tony stepping in front of us to block his view. Shane handed him the empty pitcher and I saw Tony straining to look past him. I went upstairs to put my bathing suit on and within seconds, I felt Shane's hands on the button of my jeans. He slid my jeans and panties off and I strained to get the wet fabric off my legs. "I'm going to kill him if he touches you again," he said reaching in front of me and squeezing my tits as he kissed my neck. I turned around to face him and lifted my arms as he peeled off my wet shirt. Shane let my shirt drop to the floor and leaned back to look at my body. I reached out and unlaced his bathing suit before pulling out his cock. I stroked it up and down and led him the last few inches back to the bed. I fell back and spread my legs, guiding Shane's cock to my pussy. Shane stood in front of me, his muscles oiled by suntan lotion. My pussy pulsed and my back arched, looking at him. He stopped and looked at the door, listening for Tony downstairs. "Please baby. Please give it to me," I moaned as I massaged my tits. My body ached for him and my pussy was dripping. We heard the blender turn on and Shane smiled. He slowly slid the head of his cock into my pussy and then pushed all the way into me hard. I arched my back high off the bed and squeezed my pussy around him. He let out a low groan. He held tightly onto my hips and thrust in and out of me. I loved the feeling of him inside me again, filling me up. My body was hot and my face flushed as each thrust brought me closer and closer to exploding. I heard the blender stop and so did Shane. He stayed still and held me while his cock was buried deep inside of me. "Don't stop. Oh God please baby don't stop," I moaned as I lifted my hips up and began to fuck myself on his cock. Shane's eyes rolled back and he inhaled sharply. He let me use his cock for a few more seconds before he pushed back into me making me cry out. He held me in place with one hand and fucked me hard as he grabbed my tit with the other. Just as I was about to cum we heard a knock on my door. We both stopped and looked at the door. I saw the doorknob turn. Please have locked the door, I thought. Shane didn't pull out of me; he just stood up taller and watched as the door shook. It was locked! "One second," I shouted as I looked back at Shane worried. He smiled at me and leaned over to suck on my tits before he slid out. Even with Tony trying to get in the room, I offered it to him, needing to feel his mouth on me. When Shane released me, I jumped up and pulled on my bathing suit bottoms. Shane laced up his shorts and hid in the bathroom. I was tying my bikini around hips as I opened the door. Tony was standing there with two glasses of margarita as he looked down my body to my naked hip. I finished tying my bottoms before I looked up at him. "Hey," I said smiling and lifting the strings of my bikini top to release my hair. Tony blatantly started at my tits. "Is Shane in here?" He asked still staring. "Why would Shane be in my bedroom?" I asked taking one of the drinks from his hand. He watched me take a sip and the condensation that dripped from the glass slid down between my tits. I placed a finger in between my tits and wiped up the spill before sucking it into my mouth. Maybe that will get his mind off of where Shane was, I thought. I stepped closer to him and closed the door behind me. I walked toward the stairs and turned back to look at him. He was staring at my ass now. "Are you coming back to the pool?" I asked as I headed down the stairs. Tony was watching me put suntan lotion on when Shane came back down. Shane's jaw tightened when he saw Tony looking at me. I was still wet and Shane watching me touch myself, as I put the lotion on, wasn't helping. I was rubbing it into my chest, letting my fingers dip just under my top and trying not to moan as I grazed my nipples. As I moved to my legs, Tony got a call on his cell phone. He got up and walked around the pool talking loud and laughing even louder. Shane grabbed a glass and poured himself a drink as he sat on the chaise lounge next to me. "You have to stop that. You're making me hard," he whispered and smiled. "What do you mean, Mr. Miller?" I asked as I massaged the lotion into my thighs. I could see he was getting hard again. With the amount of times we had been interrupted over the past two days, I knew he probably needed to cum more than once today. "Hey Shane! There's no service anywhere!" Tony yelled from across the pool. "Ya, you've gotta go out to the front of the house!" Shane yelled back. Tony rolled his eyes and hurried to the back door. I slipped into the pool and beckoned Shane to follow. I leaned against the edge of the pool and Shane stood against me. He looked toward the back door and then back at me smiling. His hand moved down my stomach and into my bikini bottoms. I gasped as he ran his finger up my pussy. "I love how you're always wet for me," he said getting very serious. He slid a finger into me and I moaned. I placed my hand on his chest and let my head drop back as he fingered me slowly. "Fuck me again," I said as I wrapped my legs around his waist. He shook his head. "The next time I fuck you I'm not going to stop until I cum deep in your pussy." He slid his fingers out of me and held my ass so that his hard cock was positioned at my pussy. I wrapped my arms around his neck and squeezed my legs around him grinding up and down against him. My tits were in front of his face and he opened his mouth to kiss them. He slid his tongue out licking my skin before kissing it and squeezing my ass into him. He looked over my shoulder and nodded his head toward the back door. "He's coming back out," he said. I spent another hour sitting by the pool with Shane and Tony before going back in, to change and do the laundry. Nancy and Jessica came back and announced that they had found a lovely spa that they would be going back to tomorrow, without Bobby. Bobby was exhausted and took a late nap. Shane and Tony were put on grilling duty while I was supposed to help Nancy and Jessica prepare the salads and vegetables in the kitchen. The two of them were horrible on their own; together they were impossible to be around. Nancy handed me a plate of corn and instructed me to take it out to the grill and I happily complied. Even a few second break away from the two of them, was good enough for me. I walked outside and Shane was alone. When he saw me he lowered his brow, pursed his lips, and made a small whistling sound. I was wearing a very short chiffon summer dress. I laughed and did a little spin for him. "Oh you like teasing me do you?" he asked raising an eyebrow. I smiled and looked around for Tony. When I didn't see him I backed against the wall of the house and slowly picked up the bottom of my dress showing him that I wasn't wearing any panties. "Jesus," he whispered as he rolled his head back. He jerked the tongs he was holding, motioning me to come closer. I smiled and tiptoed over to him. He pulled me into his side and squeezed my bare ass. "You should go for a walk on the beach later. Maybe around the same time I go running," he whispered in my ear and spanked me lightly. "I think I probably will," I said dropping my mouth and raising my eyebrows before smiling and walking back into the house. Dinner was excruciating sitting across from Shane and not being able to touch him. Around dusk Shane announced that he was going to go out for a run. "He's always running. I guess once a Marine always a Marine," Nancy said rolling her eyes. Are you kidding me? This man couldn't get any hotter, I thought. Tony declined the invitation that Shane never asked and Bobby was still sleeping. Shane quickly changed and went out for his run and I cleared and cleaned the dishes as Nancy, Jessica and Tony talked around the table. "I was going to go out for a quick walk on the beach before Bobby wakes up, if that's okay," I said looking at Nancy. "You should have just gone running with Shane," Jessica said sipping her wine. "Oh I refuse to run unless I have a coach screaming at me," I laughed. I looked at Nancy questioning and she nodded her head. The sun was completely set except for an orange glow in the distance. I found an old over turned boat a short distance from the house and I leaned against it waiting for Shane. It wasn't long before I saw a dark figure running down the beach toward me. Shane looked incredible with a pair of shorts and no shirt. His damp skin glistened in the glow of the sunset and I couldn't help but grab him and kiss him when he approached. "I need you so bad," I moaned against his lips. His hands felt amazing on my skin. "You couldn't need this more than I do," he said lifting my dress and squeezing my ass. I tucked my thumbs into his shorts as he kissed me and slid them over his hard cock. He picked me up and sat us down in the sand. He held his cock at the entrance of my pussy and I slowly slid onto him. "Oh fuck," I whispered as I began to ride him. I arched backwards supporting myself on his thigh with one hand. I slid onto him, lifted my hips slightly and came back down again and again. I held his hand as it caressed my breast. He growled and began to squeeze making me ride him faster. I was so close to cumming. "Morgan! Bobby's up!" Nancy screamed from the house. "Shit," I said startled. Shane grabbed my hips and slid me back down onto his cock. He pushed and pulled me back and forth. "Don't stop," he whispered, encouraging me to ride him. "Morgan!" I heard Nancy yell as I leaned back again. Now Shane was pushing into me with every down thrust of my hips. "Good, baby. Don't stop. Oh, you're going to make me cum," Shane breathed heavily. He pushed into me hard and exploded. Feeling him cum in me, sent me over the edge and my pussy seized on his cock. I slowly rocked on top of him as my orgasm subsided. I fell over him and he kissed me. "Keep your door unlocked tonight," Shane whispered in my ear before I got up and sprinted up to the house. "Hey I'm so sorry I was all the way down the beach when I heard you calling," I said when I saw Nancy. "That's fine, Bobby is up," Nancy said rolling her eyes. I spent the next few hours playing with Bobby and feeding him a late dinner. He didn't go back to bed until after midnight. I was worried about his sleep schedule being too disrupted today. Hopefully I could get him back into his routine by tomorrow night. Around one in the morning I could hear Nancy and Jessica stumble upstairs. I knew Shane wouldn't be far behind. I completely undressed and put some make-up on and let my hair down. I had just finished lighting a few candles in my room when the door slowly opened. Shane was standing there with his mouth slightly parted. I let my hands trail down my breast and stomach. I slowly walked to the bed as he closed and locked the door behind him, never taking his eyes off of me. I seductively crawled onto the bed. I stood on my knees and cupped my breast as I looked back at him. Then slowly I turned and bent onto my hands. I slid my hands down the bed so that my ass was up in the air and my arms outstretched in front of me. As my head found the sheets I turned it slightly so I could see him looking at me and I moaned. I slightly spread my legs out and stuck my ass up higher. "Mmmm. Good girl," he growled and I slowly rocked back and forth as I saw him undress. He held his hard cock in front of him and softly stroked it as I raised a bit off the bed letting my hair fall to one side in front of my face and slipped my hand through my legs. I ran my fingers up my pussy lips and moaned as I looked at him. Shane stood behind me and wrapped his hands around my waist and slid them down to my thighs. He quickly pulled me back so my ass was now at the edge of the bed and my arms were completely outstretched in front of me. I felt his tongue slip through my pussy lips and slide up to my clit. The second his lips touched my clit I let out a loud moan. He held onto me tightly as he rolled his tongue over my clit. It felt so good to have his mouth on me and I wasn't going to be able to take it much longer. He dipped his tongue into my dripping pussy and fucked me with his mouth. When his tongue finally made its way back to my clit I completely melted. I came so hard and my body shook from the pleasure. Before I could even catch my breath Shane shoved his cock into my pussy. I gasped and quickly sat up straight on my knees. I arched my back and started to grind my pussy on his cock. Shane reached his hands under my arms and grasped my tits. He lifted them and squeezed them tightly before pushing me back on to the bed. He squeezed my ass with both hands and pushed and pulled me onto his cock. He fucked me hard and fast for much longer than any of the other times we had been together. Shane quickly flipped me over so that I was on my back. I spread my legs wide for him as he slid his cock back into me. His head went back and he moaned and he entered me. He grabbed my hand and sucked two of my fingers into his mouth and then put them on my clit. "Make yourself cum again. I want to feel you cum on my cock," he groaned. I obeyed, rubbing my fingers in circles around my clit. I moaned and my pussy tightened around him. I lifted my hips to meet his thrusts. Shane increased his speed and groaned as he watched me. "I'm going to cum baby," I whispered looking at him. "Oh fuck," Shane said as he felt my pussy pulse around his cock. He thrust into me hard and my pussy contracted, squeezing out all his cum. He collapsed next to me breathing heavily. I wiggled my body slowly on the bed as I relaxed from my orgasm. Shane grabbed me and pulled me into him, sucking on my tits. "I can't get enough of you," he said and began to drag his lips across my hard nipple. I moaned feeling that pulse again in my pussy. The Babysitter Ch. 02 This story picks up where the last story ended, please read the first chapter, so that you can understand what has happened so far, Thank You. ***** Becky had just experienced the most powerful orgasm of her young life. She still couldn't believe it, she had actually taken the entire length of the 12 inch dildo. It had made her feel so full, so totally full, and when she came, she gushed, her cunt juices were all over her thighs. She had to shower, she knew she had plenty of time, Mrs. Summers had told her she wouldn't be home until after 11:00. Becky grabbed the vibrator and dildo from the bed and headed to the bathroom. She placed the vibrator and dildo in the sink and went over to start her shower. She could smell her own juices, she would have to light a candle in the bedroom to cover up any scent she might have left behind. Becky climbed into the shower, the water felt so nice, she let the showerhead wash over her body, when she reached her pussy she felt a familiar feeling start all over again. Her fingers parted her pussylips, and the showerhead did the rest, oh god it felt good. She started thinking about what she had just down, fucking that big dildo, her neighbor's dildo. Ever since she found her neighbor's toybox, it was her third time babysitting for the Summers, so she was feeling a little bit brave about poking around, just being curious. When she opened the box for the first time, she couldn't believe her eyes. She had never imagined so many different types, shapes, sizes, she reached in and grabbed one just to see what it felt like. She had picked up a vibrator, about 4 inches long, it was silver, and when she turned the end it started to humm, and when she turned it more, boy did it really feel good, and it was only in her hand, what would it feel like between her legs, she couldn't, she put it back in the box and swore she wouldn't think about it again. Becky finished her shower, and as she was stepping out, she heard the baby start crying, so she wrapped a towel around herself and walked to the nursery. The baby needed changing, and before she had finished she looked up to see Mrs. Summers standing in the doorway holding the big, used dildo. Becky didn't know what to say, she started crying, begging her forgiveness, please don't tell my Dad, he wouldn't understand. Becky's Mom had passed away a few years ago, it was just her and her Dad now, and this he wouldn't know how to handle. Becky wasn't sure how she could handle it, getting caught using your neighbors dildo while babysitting for them. Sue could tell that Becky was very upset, she wasn't about to tell Becky's Dad. She had other ideas, and she had to handle it the right way, she didn't want to frighten Becky away. Sue walked over to Becky and put her arm around her. She told her not to worry about her Dad, she wasn't going to tell him, this was only between her and Becky. Once she was certain that Becky had calmed down, she told her to wash off the dildo and vibrator and put them back where she had found them. Becky did as she was told and after she placed them back inside the toybox, Sue told her to sit down on the bed next to her. Becky was still wearing only a towel, but she did what Sue asked. Sue asked Becky to tell her what she had done, Becky just lowered her head and looked at the floor. Sue said listen, you could be in a lot of trouble, I just want you to tell me what you did, the first thing I need to know is, have you done this before with my toys? Becky, still looking at the floor shyly said, yes. Sue asked if she owned her own vibrators or dildos? No, I never even saw one until I saw your toybox full, I was just so curious, I'm so sorry. Enough of that, I think what you need is a good spanking, yes, I've decided, that will be your punishment. Becky started to complain, oh no, you can't. Sue, would never do it, but she said, I'm sure your Dad would spank you if he found out, right. Please don't tell him, you said you wouldn't. You decide, should I spank you, or should your Dad spank you. Becky gave in, I'll let you do whatever you want, please just don't tell my Dad. Sue told Becky to lay down across her lap. Becky laid down and Sue pulled the towel up, exposing Becky's sweet asscheeks. She started to complain, but Sue only had to say, ah, that's enough of that, take your punishment like a good little girl. Becky went silent, and Sue brought her hand down hard upon Becky's ass, she wasn't fooling around, it stung, again, smack, but this time she rubbed her hand on Becky's cheeks. Again and again, she spanked the girls bare bottom, leaving hand prints on her behind. Sue started rubbing Becky's cheeks some more, Becky started to squirm a little, so Sue told her to lay still until she told her that her punishment was finished. Becky was starting to get nervous, she wanted to run and hide, but she knew that she had to do as she was told. The more Sue rubbed her asscheeks the more Becky was feeling an odd sensation, her ass still stung from the spanking, but the rubbing was starting to feel good. Becky couldn't understand what was going on. Suddenly Becky heard a humming noise, she knew what it was, a vibrator, what are you doing, queit Sue told her, take your punishment. Becky felt the vibrator touch her asscheeks, very lightly, it felt good. Sue moved the vibrator around Becky's ass, she slipped it between Becky's ass crack, she thought Becky would say something, but to Sue's surprise she said nothing. Sue's hand started rubbing Becky's ass more firmly, so she decided to try more, she slipped her hand down Becky's thighs, and Becky parted her legs ever so slightly. Sue took the vibrator, and let it slide down between Becky's legs, again Becky spread her legs a little wider. Becky was at a loss, she was starting to enjoy her punishment, but when she thought about what she had done, she did realize she had done something very, very wrong. Sue suddenly broke the silence, I understand that we live in a really small town and that there aren't a lot of guys your age. I'm sure that it has been difficult for you since your Mother passed. I know your Dad is very nice, but a girl needs her Mom, to answer those questions that you just can't ask your Dad about. That doesn't excuse you from coming into my room and using my toys. Becky started to say something, but Sue cut her off mid-word. I want you to promise me that you won't use my toys agian, except when you are with me. Wow, Becky didn't expect to hear that. Sue told her she would answer any questions she has, about anything, especially boys. You can't tell anyone, not even your closest friends, and, I'll show you how to buy your own toys, the only thing is, we use the toys together. Sue said well, what's your answer? Becky thought about it for a few seconds, she did have questions, many of which she could never ask her Dad about. She only had a few friends, and they were as inexperienced as she was. She knew Sue could have made a lot of trouble for her, but instead she made her feel really good. Becky said, what about your husband? Don't worry about Jeff, he doesn't have to know. Well, alright, but, one more thing. What's that Sue asked. Can you help me cum, your rubbing has me so hot, I need to cum. You pick out a toy to use, I want to watch you, but I will join you by using a toy as well, will that be alright. Becky reached into the toy box, she knew exactly what toy she wanted to try. It was a glass dildo, with nubs all over it, she couldn't wait to find out how it felt. When Sue saw what Becky picked out she asked, "so how do you want to use that." Becky looked at Sue with a puzzled look on her face. Sue told her, with the glass dildos, you can either put it in ice water, or you can put it in really hot water. Now Becky knew that having Sue to help would really be helpful. I think I want to try it on ice. Sue left to get some icewater, and when she got back she was surprised to see Becky naked on the bed, her fingers between her legs. Sue brought the icewater over to Becky, with the glass dildo already chilling. Sue started to undress, Becky watched her every move. Becky had always thought that Sue was attractive, and she had got her shape back quickly after childbirth. Sue is 5'4", 36C, long red hair down to her ass, and a sweet ass it is. Becky watched as Sue removed her bra, when she saw her nipples, so long and very erect, after all she is breast feeding, Sue removed her panties, and Becky saw her red little patch of fuzz, as she calls it. Becky looked at Sue and told her, you have such a beautiful body. "Thank You", Sue replied, you also have a very sexy body yourself Becky. Sue watched as Becky took the dildo out of the ice, and parted her legs, as soon as it touched her pussy lips, Becky shivered, and moaned at the same time. Sue told her to put it inside quick, to get the full sensation of the coldness. Oh god, the coldness, and the nubbies, oh I like this. Sue was starting to get hot herself watching this young hot 18 year old masturbate. Becky was really putting on a show, she would slide it all the way inside, it was about 8 inches long, and about 1 1/2 inches thick, and Sue new how good it felt on ice. Sue reached for the vibrator that she had chosen to use. It was somewhat plain, but it was powerful, she had never made it beyond the 6th setting, and it went up to 10. Becky was really getting into this new experience, mutual maasturbation, seeing Sue slide her vibrator into her very wet pussy, Becky was really heating up. She could hear as Sue turned up the speed, and she could also hear the squishing sound from her wet pussy. Becky was ramming the dildo deep inside, she could tell she was getting close, she just kept watching Sue, a few more strokes in and out and she started cumming. Sue watched and was so turned on by Becky. Sue turned the end of the vibrator higher, she had it up to 8, suddenly, Becky reached over and grabbed the vibrator and turned the knob to full speed. Sue couldn't believe what had just happened, she also couldn't believe the feeling coming from her pussy, it was throbbing, she had never felt anything like it before. Becky grabbed the vibrator from Sue and started fucking her with it, she was fucking her hard and fast. Sue was over the top, her cunt juices started flowing, she was having her first multiple orgasm, one after the other, she gushed, and Becky just kept on fucking her cunt. Sue thought who is punishing who. Sue brought Becky into the shower and got in with her and washed her all over, then Becky did Sue. Becky was now glad she had been caught, because now she had even more to look forward to. As Becky was getting dressed, Sue came over to her, gave her a kiss, which Becky didn't complain about, and then Sue handed her the glass dildo, here this is yours, just make sure you put it someplace where your Dad won't accidentally find it. Becky hugged Sue, and thanked her for her for the dildo, and her punishment. Sue put on a robe and they walked downstair just as Jeff was walking in the door. Sue winked at Jeff, without Becky seeing, she would fill him in on what happened later, and then they would figure out how to proceed. The fun is only beginning. The Babysitter Ch. 03 Holly knew she couldn't tell anyone what happened last month when she was babysitting. She couldn't even tell her best friend. It was getting harder and harder to keep her affair with Mr. McKay a secret... especially with the added stress of her High School Finals, and her recent break up with her boyfriend, Kyle. They broke up last week because he had to go away to college. He left a few months early to find a place to live and get settled in. Holly was sitting at her computer desk trying to study for her Chemistry Final that was coming up this Friday, but kept finding herself staring out the window daydreaming about John. One of her daydreams was rudely interrupted by the telephone ringing, and ringing and ringing... "Are you going to get that mom? I'm trying to study!" she called down the stairs. "It's for you!!" Her mom yelled back a minute later, "its Mr. McKay, he wants to know if you can -..." "I GOT IT, MOM!!" she yelled excitedly, "You can hang up now!!" "Hi, John," she breathed into the receiver, trying to sound like one of those sexy girls on the TV ads for 'adult fun.' "I've been waiting for you to call." "Sorry I've kept you waiting, my dear," John said. "It's taken awhile to get settled into this new job, and I'm going to have to work late tonight. Is there anyway you could pick Mark and Sarah up from the daycare at their school?" "I'd love to! When do you think you'll be home?" She asked. "Hopefully not too late, but after the kids are asleep, most likely," he said with a wink on his voice. "Oh yeah? Well maybe I should stop studying, and make myself hot then," Holly said. "You're always hot, Holly. You're gorgeous," John said. "I can't wait to see you tonight. I'm not sure how much work I'll be able to get done knowing you're at my house waiting for me... But I'll have to try to work as quickly as possible because I want to be able to come home and see you sooner." "I want that too John. I'll see you tonight," Holly said, already looking forward to it and dressing herself in her mind. "I'm looking forward to it...Don't forget to pick up the kids at 3:15. I really do appreciate this Holly. Bye," John said, hanging up. Holly skipped off down the hall, with a flutter in her chest, to hop in the shower to get ready for her big night of..."babysitting." She stepped into the bathroom and locked the door behind her. She flicked on her shower radio and began to dance to the music of the local radio station as she started to undress. She pulled her tight-fitting white spaghetti strap tank top over her head, exposing her soft, full, barely more than teenage breasts. She was somewhere between a B and a C cup, not large, or small, but perfect for her petite frame. Then she dropped her gray cotton short-shorts, which were barely more than boy-short-cut panties, which combined with her tank top consisted all of what, she called her pajamas. Holly turned the tap on and let the water warm up while she got her shower supplies ready: her razor and shaving cream, shampoo and conditioner, towels.... When the water was just the right temperature, Holly stepped in and let the water pour over her soft skin. She reached up and let the water soak into her long blond hair. She squirted a generous amount of shampoo into her hand and gently massaged it into her scalp with her nails, enjoying the sensuous feeling. She left the shampoo in while she lathered some body wash into her hands, usually she used a bath puff, but today she wanted to explore her body with her own hands. She started at the ankle of her long, tanned right leg, and slowly rubbed the lotion into her skin, snaking her fingers up her calf, around her knee, and ever so gently past her upper thigh. Then she lightly skimmed her pleasure dome, saving the best for last, on her way to her left leg in the opposite order. She started working more lotion into the well-defined muscles of her thigh, developed over her last three years in high-school cheerleading, continued by rubbing it onto her knee-cap, and delicately over her calf and ankle. She ran each hand up each inner leg, coming to a brief rest, and rubbed soap into her slit with two fingers, taking a sharp intake of breath at the touch. She continued in her cleansing by rubbing fresh soap in rhythmic circles across her belly, and then caressed her breasts with her soapy hands. She allowed herself to pay special attention to her erect nipples, rubbing them with soapy suds, pinching them, and massaging her round, firm breasts. She then, reluctantly continued on to wash the soft, defined muscles of her upper arms, as well as her elbows, lower, and under arms. She then took fresh soap and lathered it into each tight cheek of her firm, round ass, making sure to get it all nice and clean, right up into her forbidden hole. Then she lightly skimmed her lower and upper back with her clean, soapy hands before she rinsed all the suds off of her body and out of her clean blond hair. Holly stood enjoying the feel of the hot spray before she started lathering conditioner into her long tresses. While the conditioner was working its magic, making her hair irresistibly soft and silky, she would take her razor and let it work its magic making her legs smooth and soft to the touch. She lathered some Tropical Splash Skintimate shave gel into her left leg and gently began to skim her Venus razor up her sudsy shin and calf, working slowly to avoid cutting herself, and because she enjoyed the massage the water pressure was giving her butt. Soon she had shaved each leg baby soft and rinsed off the thick suds, before she lathered more onto the soft curls of her pubic area. She would take even more care here. In short, clean strokes Holly brought her razor very gently over each lip of her outer labia, clear cutting the hair there. While she was paying so close attention to the area she couldn't stop without gently fingering her clitoris for a few moments. Holly ran her middle finger in the shave gel, up her slit and around her clitoris, toying with it, teasing it, and then finally she rubbed the side of it, up and down, creating a hot friction that was incredibly electrifying. But it was only a tease, she had better plans for it soon enough. She completed her shave by clearing the edges of her bush, leaving just a small round patch of soft, yellow, downy curls resting on her pubic bone. She rinsed it all clean and then did the same to her now smooth, gorgeous blond hair that came to a rest at her mid-back, in long, soft waves. Holly turned around and let the hard pressure from her detachable massaging showerhead run over her face and breasts, before reaching up and taking it off the cradle and into her hands. Ever since Holly had discovered the joys of a detachable massaging showerhead a few years ago, hygiene had never been a problem, Holly showered daily. Holly took her showerhead and rinsed her entire body off again, massaging her sensitive skin. She let the water pressure massage her breasts for a few moments, and she pinched and tweaked her nipples to add to the erotic stimuli. Then she let the massage drop lower down her body, spraying her tummy, navel, pubic bone, and finally coming to rest at her pussy. She let out an audible moan as the water cascaded over her clitoris and into her warm slit. The water pressure penetrated her hole and attacked her throbbing clit. The hot water invaded her cunt creating an intense friction heat that resonated from the vibrating against her clitoris, into her pussy, outwards to her hips, down her thighs, and into a toe-curling tingling sensation that left her moaning. She had to prop her left leg up onto the tub wall next to the faucet for leverage to help the heavy pressure spray harder against the side of her clit. Holly rocked the head of her shower back and forth, moving the direction of the spray across her clit until it began to buckle her knees and she thought she might fall over. She had to bring her leg back down and stand straight and use her left hand to part her throbbing pussy lips to expose her quivering clit to the invasion of the water again, this time straight on. When she redirected the water this way she thought she would explode on first contact, but settled with a loud, quick guttural moan. She rested the water in this position and held the spray there until her knees buckled again and she had to bend over backwards to compensate for it, resting her back against the cold tile wall of the shower. When Holly began to sense her impending orgasm her toes curled and she began rocking her hips toward the pressure, searching, almost yearning for more. And then soon her wondrous release came in an exploding sensation that coursed through her veins like an exploding dam's breakwaters out into every tip of every extremity. It ran through to the tips of her toes and her fingers, up into a warming sensation in her scalp, and back down to her knee-buckling, toe-curling, butt-clenching orgasmic frenzying clitoris, leaving Holly panting. "Oh, MY GOD!" Holly managed to mutter to herself. "Oh, fuck, oh God that was good." When the sensations finally subsided and Holly could once again stand normally on both legs she rinsed herself off again, and then reluctantly set the showerhead back into its cradle, until next time. She turned off the water flow and stepped out of the shower, reaching for her towel. She lightly towel-dried her skin, just barely skimming the extremely sensitive skin of her pussy that still sent the odd quiver coursing through her unexpectedly. She wrapped the towel around herself, and another around her dripping hair, and walked back to her room, much more casually this time as her recent orgasm drained her of the frenzied energy she contained earlier, leaving her with an incredibly contented, warm feeling; however not a sated feeling...she yearned for John with stronger passion now than before her steamy shower. Standing in her room in only her towels Holley flicked her stereo to her favourite radio station and started singing as she picked out her outfit for tonight. It had to be something flattering but still kid-watching-practical at the same time. She finally settled on tight black pants, with knee-high black boots with a 5-inch heel, a low-cut white halter-top with no bra. Holly toweled a little more water out of her hair, and scrunched it into loose waves with a styling gel that left her hair soft and touchable when dried. She pulled half of her hair up and put a small clip into it to give her some control over her long hair while she was watching the kids. It's amazing how much 2-year-old girls love to pull on it. When Holly was ready she sat anxiously in her room waiting, watching the clock, until it was time to go get the kids from school. When it finally clicked over to 3:00 she got into her car and drove to their school. She went to pick Mark up from his class first. She waited outside the door until he came out and looked for her. "Hey Mark! Over here!" Holly called out to him over the mass of 3rd graders. "Holly! Hi!!" Mark said when he finally spotted her. "I missed you!" "You too buddy," Holly said, hugging him. "Let's get your stuff and go over and pick up your sister." When they got over to the daycare she sent Mark into the play area after Sarah while Holly signed her out and got her things together. A few minutes later she felt something smack into her knees that almost knocked her over. "HOWWWYYY!" Sarah called up to her. "Uppey!!" She said with outstretched hands. "Well hello little one. You almost knocked me over!!" Holly laughed, picking Sarah up. "Are you ready to go guys?" "Yes!" they both said. By the time Holly got them both into her car and back to their house it was nearly four o'clock. She opened the door with the house key John had left for her under the welcome mat. Mark and Sarah barreled into the house dropping their backpacks at the front door and ran into the living room to turn on the TV. She let them watch their favourite afternoon cartoons while she fixed them a snack. __Being back in this house reminded her of her last visit and left her in a state of excited anticipation. She couldn't wait for John to get home. __Holly sat down on the couch with the kids and watched cartoon after cartoon, watching the clock tick slowly closer to the kids' bedtime. Around six she made them macaroni and cheese for dinner and then they helped her clean up. Holly helped Mark with his spelling homework while Sarah played with the alphabet fridge magnets, pretending she was making words like Mark. Soon after, she bathed them both and was getting them ready for bed when the phone rang. "Hello?" Holly answered. "Hi, Holly. How are things going?" John asked. "John!! Everything's going great. I'm just about to put them to bed. Are you coming home soon?" Holly asked excitedly. "Well... not really, I'm still buried deep in paperwork at the office. But listen, I think I might have left a file at home. Do you mind looking around to see if you can find it? It's a manila file folder that says "Case 58719" on it." "Ummmm, yeah sure I can look for it," Holly said, trying to hide her disappointment that she would have to wait longer for him. She started looking for it while she had him on the line, and found the file buried in paperwork on his computer desk. "I found it! It's here in your den." "Shoot. Well I'm glad you found it but I really needed that file tonight," John said. "I don't think I'll have time to go back to the office if I came to get it, but I need it to prepare for the meeting tomorrow morning." "Hmmm, maybe do you want me to bring it to you?" Holly offered. "I could pack blankets for the kids and put them in the car and drop it off for you so you could keep working." "I wish you didn't have to keep the kids up to do it, but yes please, that sounds like a better idea. Thanks, Holly. I'm so lucky to have you." John said. Holly was happy she had offered, she didn't think John would go for it. "You're welcome John, I'm happy to do it." Holly said. "I'll get the kids together and we'll be there soon." Holly hung up the phone and almost skipped down the hall to get Mark and Sarah ready. __"Okay, it turns out it's not quite bedtime after all. We have to bring something down to daddy's office. Want to go for a car ride, Sarah?" Holly asked. Sarah, who was almost three, nodded excitedly and smiled around the thumb she had firmly planted in her mouth. Holly picked her up and wrapped her favourite blankie around her shoulders. She went to get Mark, knocking on his door as she pried it open. __"Hey buddy, guess what? We have to go bring something to your daddy's office. Looks like you get to stay up late tonight! Can you get your shoes and coat on for me? Maybe you could bring a book and read it to Sarah in the car." Holly suggested. "Yay," Mark said, grabbing a book of the shelf, and running to the front door. Holly followed, packing Sarah along on her hip. She grabbed the file from the table on her way out and locked the door behind her. She put them both in the backseat of her car, strapping Sarah into the extra car seat John had bought for her car. She wrapped the blankie around Sarah and could tell she wouldn't stay awake much longer. She drove down to John's office listening to Mark reading Sarah some of his Harry Potter book. By the time she arrived, fifteen minutes later they were both fast asleep. She pulled Sarah, still fast asleep, from her car seat and wrapped her blankie around her again, and then went to open Mark's door. She had to wake him up because she couldn't carry both of them. __"Mark, honey, wake up," she said, gently shaking him. "We have to go up to daddy's office, and then you can go right back down and go back to sleep." Holly grabbed the file and tucked it under her arm, reached for Mark's hand and walked to the front door of the building. She pressed buzzer number 12 and waited. Soon she heard John's voice answer, "Hello?" "Hi John, it's me." She answered. "I brought your file." "Come on up," He answered. Then she heard a *buzzzzzzzzzzzz* and she opened the door. They all climbed into the elevator and John met them on the fourth floor. "Hey guys," John said, greeting them with a smile, as the door opened. "Thanks for dropping this off Holly," John said, looking her over, obviously enjoying the sight. "Come on down to my office, I'll show you around." Holly and the kids walked with John down the hall to his private office, one of the few that actually had windows overlooking the city. Just outside of his office in the hallway was a leather couch. "Why don't you put Sarah down on the couch Holly?" John said as he opened the door to his office. Holly laid her down on the couch and tucked her into her blanket. Sarah was still fast asleep with her thumb in her mouth. Mark sat down on the couch too, and then curled up beside his sister. "Tired, bud?" John asked Mark. "I'm not tired," Mark answered through a yawn, "but your office is boring." John and Holly laughed. "Alright well you sit tight and Holly will take you home soon." John held the door open for Holly and then closed it behind them. Holly handed John the heavy file, which he set on the corner of his desk closest to his chair. "Thanks again for bringing this down to me Holly," John said, brushing his hand across her cheek. "You look beautiful tonight." He said, as his hand reached behind her neck, he pulled her closer to him, and planted a passionate kiss on her lips. Holly nearly melted, and had to grab on to the desk to steady herself. Even after everything that had happened between them, Holly still couldn't believe that Mr. McKay, John, was kissing her like this. She could feel his eagerness, his hunger for her mounting with every passing second. Holly responded with a desire and passion of her own, matching his pressure with her tongue, and pressing her body against his, wrapping her right leg around his and resting it behind him on his office chair. He broke their kiss and started kissing her neck, sucking her earlobe and breathing hot air on her wet flesh. "Ohhhh, John," Holly moaned. John began to run his hands up Holly's stomach, and gently fondle her breasts through her shirt. At the same time his kisses trailed lower and lower down her neck, and onto her chest. "Mmmmmm. John, won't someone see us? What about the kids?" Holly asked, not at all wanting to stop. John pulled away briefly, leaving Holly half-sitting on his desk, aching for more, and then he opened the door to check on the kids. "Look Holly, they're both fast asleep and there's no one else in the office tonight. It's just you and me," John said, smiling at her as he closed the door again. He returned to Holly and again pulled her into a deep kiss. He then broke it only to pull her shirt up over her head in one smooth motion, exposing both of her breasts and erect nipples. Instead of returning to their kiss he lowered his mouth to her breasts, sucking on her right nipple, and caressing them both. He alternated his sucking and gentle nibbles of her nipples from her right to left, while Holly leaned back farther onto John's desk. Holly moaned softly as John began to trail his kisses down her stomach, and ran his hands ever so softly down her back. When his kisses ran out of skin he began to undo the button and zipper on her pants. As she slipped out of her pants, she began to undo John's tie, pulled it off, and then unbuttoned his dress shirt. He then pulled off his shirt and coat and pulled her back into a loving embrace and their tongues became entangled in another passionate kiss. Holly stood, still leaning against the desk wearing nothing but her skimpy thong and knee-high black boots. John stood enraptured in the stunning sight that was Holly's more than half-naked young body. The Babysitter Ch. 03 Becky had just left, as soon as the door was closed behind her, Sue spun me around and reached for my belt and started tugging my pants down. She was on her knees, sucking my cock in deep, pumping the shaft of my cock, all within 10 seconds of my walking into the house. I can't remember the last time I saw Sue that hot, she had my cock in her throat. I grabbed her by her hair and started fucking her mouth with my cock. I could see her fingers were jammed inside her sopping wet cunt, 3 fingers, dripping with her juices. I couldn't hold off any longer and unloaded my cumm, deep down her throat, she swallowed every drop. I kicked off my shoes and my pants that were around my ankles and picked her up and carried her upstairs, her fingers still in her cunt. I pulled her fingers out and licked them clean as she watched. I told her I was going to lick her cunt, and I wouldn't stop until she told me everything that she had done with Becky. My tongue found it's way between Sue's wide spread legs, she held them apart with her hands under her knees and started to tell me the story. When she started telling me about spanking Becky's bare behind, I reached up and pinched Sue's nipples hard, causing her to moan loudly. She begged me to start fucking her, but I told her to finish the story first. My cock was throbbing as Sue described how they had masturbated in front of each other, and how Becky had actually finished Sue off by fucking her with the vibe that Sue had chosen. At hearing that I didn't care if there was more to the story or not, I rammed my cock into her cunt before she had a chance to realize what had happened. Sue wrapped her legs around my waist as I gave her all 10 inches. We rolled over so that Sue was on top, and she started riding my cock. I reached up and pinched her nipples again, twisting them, she loved a little pain with her pleasure, and I knew it. Sue was bucking her hips, her cunt muscles gripping my cock tight. I thrust upwards and filled her cunt with my load of cum, just as she started cumming as well, our juices mixing together deep inside her cunt. Sue rolled off, she was exhausted, but completely satisfied, she fell asleep, I would have to tell her what I had seen the following morning. Becky walked into her house and ran upstairs to her room before her Dad could even say Hi. She couldn't face him right now, after what had just happened to her while babysitting. Her neighbor had actually spanked he bare behind. Becky knew she had deserved her punishment, but the rest was so totally unexpected. Sue Summers had joined her in mutual masturbation, and had told her they would do even more things together. Becky wondered if Sue would keep her word and not tell her husband Jeff. Becky let her mind wonder for a moment, what if Jeff were to find out. As Becky was thinking about Jeff, she started to get ready for bed, she removed her clothes and before she could put on her nightgown she saw her reflection in her full length mirror. Becky looked at herself, Sue had told her she was very sexy, she looked at her body again. Her hand reached up and she caressed her small boobs, feeling her nipples harden at her touch. She moved her fingers to her other nipple and did the same, it felt good, but she really wanted to experience more. Once again she thought of Jeff, she wondered what his cock locked like, and even more what it would feel like. She was lost in her thoughts, her fingers were now gliding up and down her pussy lips, as she continued to think about Jeff's cock. Becky watched herself as she shoved two fingers inside her cunt, she was fantasizing about her neighbors cock. Becky pulled her fingers from her wet cunt and grabbed her purse, she knew what she wanted to try. Becky pulled out the glass dildo, and went into her bathroom, she let the water run until it was as hot as it could get, filled a glass, and put the dildo inside it. Becky laid down and went back to pinching her nipples. She took the dildo out of the glass and checked out how it felt, she didn't want it too hot, that wouldn't be good. She reached down between her legs and used her fingers to spread her cunt lips apart, and slowly inserted the dildo. Her pussy heated up right away, it was such a different feeling, one she had never felt before. As she moved the glass dildo in and out of her pussy, she imagined that it was Jeff's cock that was fucking her. Becky closed her eyes, she could see him on top of her, his hard cock pumping into her wet, tight cunt. Becky started cummming, oh god, what if Sue knew she had such thoughts, yet even though she knew it was wrong, her orgasms told her different. I awoke the best way a man can wake, having my cock licked. Sue looked up at me and said, your turn to tell a story, and I'll keep you from cumming until I've heard it all. Sue's tongue went back to slowly licking my cock. I told her how Becky had come into our room and had stripped naked as I watched from inside the closet. I told her how I watched her use the vibrator until she was so wet and then when Becky switched to the 12 inch dildo, I couldn't believe the sight. When I told her Becky's juices were gushing out of her, dripping down her thighs, Sue started sucking my cock faster. My cum erupted, Sue sucked my cock dry, using her fingers to milk the last drop out. Sue sat up, wiping her lips, and looked straight at me. Jeff, you want to fuck her sweet little cunt, don't you. You have to ask, I said. Sue told me all in due time, my dear, you know the saying, good things come to those who wait. I know, that means you get to play with her first. Sue just smiled, and said, you know it. It had been almost a week since she had been caught by Sue, and she hadn't called her to babysit yet, she hoped everything was still alright. It was as if Sue had been reading her mind, the phone rang, it was Sue. Sue told her that Jeff had to go away on business, and that she wanted her to come over and help her with some things. Sue opened the door and smiled when she saw Becky, she closed the door and took her by the hand and led her upstairs. Sue started by asking Becky how many times she had masturbated since she was with her last? Becky started to blush. Sue told her, don't be embarrassed, remember how I told you, every girl does it, nothing to feel shy about. Becky told her she had masturbated every day since she was there, sometimes more than once. Sue asked Becky if she wanted to hear what she had done after she had gone home that night. Becky shook her head yes. Sue started telling Becky about sucking Jeff's cock, she watched Becky closely as she went into all the details about how he had than fucked her until she came. Sue than asked if Becky had ever given a guy a blowjob before. Becky told her she hadn't done anything but masturbate, that is until what happened with you last week. Sue got up and walked over to the toy box and opened it up. It's time you learned how to suck a guys cock, Sue told her. Sue was holding two, real looking cocks in her hands, one was about 6 inches long, the other 10. Sue told Becky that for her first lesson they would use the fake cocks, and then she added, for now. Sue handed Becky the smaller cock, she was after all a beginner. Sue told her to just watch, and she stuck out her tongue and started licking the shaft of the cock, using her saliva to get the cock wet, making slurping noises as she licked. She stopped licking and told her to make certain she made the slurping noises as she licked, she said it really turns a guy on to hear the girl licking and sucking. Sue told Becky to give it a try. Becky's tongue started licking the 6 inch cock, she wondered if a real one really felt this way. Becky stopped and asked Sue if it did. Sue told her the dildos were very lifelike, but nothing compares to having a real hard throbbing cock inside your mouth. Becky went back to licking, she was making the slurping noises just like Sue had told her to. Sue watched as Becky licked the rubber cock, she could see her saliva coating it's length, her tongue caressing it, her fingers wrapped tightly around the base. Sue had her stop again and watch. Sue opened her mouth wide and slowly let the cock glide into her mouth, letting her lips wrap tightly around the shaft. Becky wet her own lips as she watched Sue sucking the 10 inch cock into her mouth, she could feel her pussy getting wet from the show that Sue was putting on for her. Now it was Becky's turn, she did everything she had seen Sue do, her lips parted and she let it glide inside her mouth and tightened her lips around it, just like Sue had. As Becky was sucking on the cock, she remembered how Sue had told her about sucking Jeff's cock. Becky closed her eyes as she continued to suck, she was sucking Jeff's cock, she could almost feel his cock throbbing like Sue had described. Becky was so into her own little fantasy, she didn't even notice that Sue had removed her clothes. Becky opened her eyes and saw Sue naked beside her, pinching her nipples as she watched the girl beside her sucking a fake cock. Sue told her she was a fast learner, and it was time to move onto the next lesson. Sue told Becky she would have to get naked like she was now. Becky did as she was told, she was really starting to enjoy herself now. Sue pushed Becky onto her back and told her to relax and enjoy. Becky couldn't believe what happened next, Sue lowered her mouth and her tongue started licking Becky's pussy. As soon as she felt her tongue, she sat upright, what are you doing, she asked. If I'm going to teach you, I'm going to teach you everything. You have to know how it feels to receive oral sex, if you want to be able to teach a guy how you want him to do it to you. Becky thought about it for a moment, it did sort of make sense. Sue pushed Becky back down again, and once again started licking Becky's pussy. Sue's tongue was doing things to Becky that she could never have imagined, it felt so good. Becky's fingers were running through Sue's hair. Sue slipped a finger inside Becky's cunt,and her lips sucked on her engorged clit. Becky was cumming, oh Sue, yes, yes, oh god, yes, lick my clit, oh YES,YES,YES. After Becky had calmed down, she looked over at Sue, she could see her fingering her wet cunt. Becky had just had the most powerful orgasm, and she wanted to return the favor. Becky never in her life thought she would ever even think about sucking pussy, but she was. Sue looked at Becky, her fingers still deep inside her, Becky took her hand and pulled Sue's fingers out and licked her fingers clean. Becky leaned down, just as Sue had done to her, she wasn't sure how to do this, but it almost felt natural. Becky's tongue, although inexperienced, was doing wonderful things to Sue, she was a quick study. Sue was so wet, this young girl was licking her cunt, and she was cumming, and yet Becky continued licking, Sue was moaning with pleasure as she just kept on cumming. Sue pulled Becky up to her face and they kissed deeply, Sue tasting her own juices as they kissed. Sue asked Becky if she finally trusted her completely. Becky told her she did, that because of her she was learning new things, and feeling new things, she did trust her. Sue told her to come back next Saturday night, for her next lesson. Becky told her she would, and that until then she would be masturbating thinking about everything. The Babysitter Ch. 03 For the remainder of the week I barely got a second alone with Shane. Nancy had me busy running errands, doing laundry, watching Bobby, and doing everything she wasn't inclined to do. By Sunday morning the Turner's had left and the three of us including Nancy seemed relieved. We all ran around trying to straighten up the house and pack our belongings, but by noon we were all wiped out. Bobby went down for a nap and I asked Nancy if I could take a quick nap as well. She seemed exhausted and suggested we all take a break before we headed back home. I was able to take a twenty-minute nap and when I awoke I immediately checked on Bobby. He was still sleeping in his crib and I was relieved to have a few minutes to myself. I decided I could squeeze in a quick swim, if I took the baby monitor with me. I quickly put on my bikini and headed out of my room to the pool. It was then that I heard a moaning sound coming from down the hall. I saw that the Miller's bedroom door was open and without thinking I walked toward it. Shane was standing naked next to their bed as Nancy sucked his dick on her knees. I almost gasped when I saw them but I couldn't move away. Shane had his hands on her head and was pulling her mouth deeper onto his cock. Suddenly he looked up and saw me. The color drained from his face and he stopped pulling her onto him. He looked like he had been caught. Nancy had her back to me and continued sucking him as she moaned on his cock. Shane's brow wrinkled, as he looked utterly confused as to what to do. He was stuck between "being caught" and getting head from his wife. I don't know why but I felt betrayed. I clearly had no right to be, he was with his wife but somehow I was mad about it. I wanted him to cum for me, not her. I don't know why I did it but I reached up and cupped my tits. I pulled the straps of my bikini together and up, making my tits press together. I bit my lip and tilted my head, as I looked straight at him. Shane's mouth dropped and he started to move his wife's head up and down on his cock again. He still looked unsure about what to do but it was clear that the pleasure had won against the confusion and risk. What are you doing!? I thought. He is with his wife! Walk away! But I couldn't I didn't want him to cum for her. I pulled the small triangular fabric covering my tits together and apart, teasing him before finally pulling them apart and showing him my breasts. He growled and slightly pulled away from her so that he wouldn't cum yet. Part of me thought he wanted to see where this would go. I rubbed my tits together for him for a few more seconds before I slowly moved my hand down my body toward my bikini bottoms. I let one hand dip underneath and just barely touched my clit before pulling it out and lacing my fingers underneath the ties around my hips. I swayed my body as I pulled the fabric lower showing him my pussy before pulling them back up and repeating the process. The second time I let my hand drift back to my pussy and slowly ran my fingers down my wet pussy lips. "Show me how you rub your clit for me baby," Shane growled as he forced his cock deep down his wife's throat. We both looked down as Nancy moaned and slid her hand between her legs. I thnk we were both shocked that she actually did it. Shane's eyes shot back up to meet mine and he continued to pump into her mouth. I could tell he was close to cumming and for some reason I was annoyed he was ordering me to do something. My mouth dropped as if I was moaning and my finger moved up between my pussy lips. I pulled my hand from bottoms and stuck my finger into my mouth and sucked. Shane growled and pumped faster as I sucked my finger like I had sucked his cock. Seconds before he was about to cum I pulled the finger from my mouth and glared at him as I adjusted my bikini. I rolled my eyes at him and walked away from the door, heading toward the pool. Shane had looked even more confused like he was about to run after me. By the time I got to the staircase I heard him grunt as he presumably came in his wife's mouth. What the fuck was I thinking!? The words echoed in my brain as swam back and forth under the water. I had no right to be jealous. I was the other woman. He was with his WIFE for Christ sake. I had no right to do what I had just done but I couldn't stand the fact that he was going to cum for her and not me. The second the thought crossed my mind I knew I was acting crazy. This wasn't me and I didn't know why I had let myself fuck with him the way I did. I quickly decided I would act like nothing had happened and continue interacting with Shane as I had been. By the time I had fed Bobby a snack and packed up the cars my thoughts had shifted. Shane had tried to help me again and again and I brushed him off and shoved past him each time. Even Nancy had noticed that something was wrong. "Morgan are you ok? Are you feeling alright?" Nancy asked, hesitantly. "I'm fine," I said noticing how blatant my erratic behavior was, "I'm just feeling a little sick." "No! No absolutely not! You have to drive back with Shane. I'll take Bobby with me. I can't risk getting sick and I can't let Bobby come down with whatever you have." Nancy said backing away from me. "No really I'm fine. I can ride back with you, I'm ok," I almost pleaded with her, not wanting to be alone with Shane. "Absolutely not. Shane will drive you back," she stated firmly. We both looked toward Shane who stood there staring at us, as if he were at a loss for words. "Ya . . . eh em . . . ya I can drive you Morgan." He said stammering. Again I rolled my eyes at him and jumped up into the cab of his truck. Nancy looked like she was back to being uninteresting in Shane as she turned her head as he tried to kiss her goodbye. Minutes after we got on the Interstate Nancy had sped away and was out of our sight. Shane looked nervous and slightly irritated as we sat in silence. "Morgan . . . I . . ." He continued to talk but I quickly stuck my earbuds into my ear and turned the music up on my iPod. I scrolled through my music trying to look like I was doing something important as I felt his heated glare on me. I had to grab onto the truck's safety handle as we were quickly jerked off the main road. I looked around confused and the truck began to rattle on the deserted dirt road Shane was flying down. I lurched forward as we came to a halt and pulled the earbuds from my ears. The sun was quickly setting and I could barely make out our surroundings. "Morgan I'm fucking sorry. What do you want me to say!" He was angry and I couldn't blame him. "I'm sorry you saw that but she's my wife!" He looked incredibly sexy as he yelled at me. I looked him up and down a few times and the unbuckled my seat belt. I tried to open the door but it was locked and in my frustration I couldn't figure out how to get out. He stared at me slightly amused, which pissed me off even more. "I know!" I yelled as I turned to him and slapped his hard chest. "I fucking realize that!" I said going to slap him again. His hand caught my arm and I struggled as he pulled me toward him. I fought against him slightly as I began to realize how crazy I was being. He pulled harder and I was forced up to my knees on the seat next to him. We struggled against each other until he had his arms wrapped around my waist and my breasts were pressed against his face. While trying to resist him my dress had been pulled down so my tits were almost popping out of the top. Shane slightly relaxed as my chest heaved against his face, before pulling me harder against him. His mouth opened and he kissed my cleavage. I tried to push him away in vain. I knew I wanted it so bad and the feeling of his mouth on me made my pussy drip. I lightly pulled his head back as I grasped his hair but he shook free and pulled the top of my dress down roughly until my nipples were inches from his mouth. I just barely arched my back to offer one to him and he licked it before sucking it into his mouth as he looked up at me. I couldn't help but grab his head and pull him into me. As soon as I did he became ravenous. The intensity between us built again and he squeezed my breast as he sucked them. I didn't notice as one of his hands released me and traveled down my body, until I felt his fingers rub my pussy through my soaked panties. I moaned and ground my pussy against his fingers. I felt him smile against my chest as if he knew he had won the argument and it pissed me off. I grabbed at the buckle of his belt and within seconds had his jeans unzipped. He quickly yanked them down his hips and effortlessly pulled me on top of him. He pulled a lever at his side and the seat began to recline slightly, as he pushed his hips into me. His hand slipped between us and he tried to slide my panties to the side. I grabbed his hand and lightly pushed them away as he looked at me confused. I wanted to tease him, I wanted to make him late getting home, I wanted him to need it so bad it hurt. My panties were completely soaked and slid easily against him as I started to rub my pussy against his cock. He moaned and moved his hands up my body. I quickly grabbed them and secured them beneath my legs. He could obviously break free at any point but I knew he wouldn't. I was in charge now yet it was clear he was letting me be. I pulled the straps of my dress off my arms and let my hair down before cupping my tits in front of him. I leaned forward as my wet panties slid up and down his cock, and let my tits press against his face. As he opened his mouth to suck them I pushed his head away and leaned away from him. He smiled at first, as if what I had done was cute. It annoyed me and I raised an eyebrow as I pulled my tiny little g-string to the side and let the head of his cock push past the lips of my pussy. His smile quickly faded and his face hardened as he moaned. I lifted up and began to fuck just the tip of his cock. This time I smiled as I pulled off of him. He groaned in frustration and I felt his hand jerk beneath my leg as if he was going to break free. "What's wrong baby?" I moaned and lightly bit his bottom lip. I started to grind against him harder now. And he moaned as I let him suck my tits again. As I moved against him I allowed his cock to slip under my panties. I could feel him pulse against me. I wanted to tease him more but I needed to feel his cock inside of me. My pussy throbbed with anticipation for him. I slowly let the head of his cock push into me and looked at him as I moaned and sank lower on to him. "Oh fuck," Shane breathed, as his eyes rolled to the roof of the truck. I knew he got what he wanted and I wanted to resist a little more. I began to pull myself off of him but he pulled his hands from beneath my legs and forced me back down hard. I started to rock on top of him slightly but he grabbed my hips and made me move faster. I obliged as I felt my pussy tighten and a flush rush up my body. "Is this what you think about when you fuck your wife?" I asked knowing how inappropriate and cruel it was. Shane's eyes rolled in a way that expressed that my question pissed him off because it was true and turned him on. I leaned down and kissed his neck. "Do you think about my little tight pussy on your cock?" I whispered into his ear before gently biting his earlobe. He paused and let me grind slowly on him and I heard a moan of frustration and need come from him. I couldn't help but smile when I sat back up. "You better stop before you get yourself into trouble." He threatened. He was serious but I didn't care. I arched away from him and grabbed the steering wheel from behind me. With my shoulders stretched back, my tits sat even higher on my chest and bounced as I started to fuck his cock. His hands reached up and grabbed my breast and his eyes lowered as he stared at me. Shane was about to cum and I didn't want to let him yet. I let go on the steering wheel and slowly sank back down on him making him gasp. I wrapped my arms around his head and gently pulled him into my chest. He immediately brushed his open mouth across my tits and began to suck. I thrust my hips back and forth slowly. "Did you think about sucking my tits when you came in your wife's throat?" My eyes were closed and I was so close to cumming on his cock. He quickly grabbed my hips and kept me still. I know my words had almost pushed him over the edge and he still wanted to maintain some control over the situation. Suddenly, I was off of him. He had pushed me into a kneeling position on the seat of the truck before he spun me around and pulled my hips toward him. I barely caught myself on the seat in front of me before he pulled my hair back forcing my head up. "I told you, you were going to get yourself into trouble," he said sternly before shoving his cock into me hard. I practically screamed as he thrust into me. This wasn't the nice, sweet Shane whom I had known. This was a Shane whom I had pushed over the edge. This was a Shane who was going to take exactly what he wanted. I had to brace myself against the door of the truck as he thrust into me a second time, creating that flush yet again. When he thrust into me the third time, I came hard, shaking and gripping the seat of the truck. Shane was ruthless in his onslaught as he continued to fuck me hard, each thrust causing aftershocks throughout my body. He continued to pump into me a few more times before he gripped my hips and pulled me onto him hard. I could feel him erupt inside of me, sending shivers up my spine as my pussy contracted around his cock. Shane made a long, loud, guttural sound that made my pussy drip down my thigh as he forced himself into me one more time. He pulled out of me and fixed his jeans before sitting back in the drivers seat. It took all my strength to sit back up and adjust my dress. My g-string hung around my left ankle and when I went to put it back on I realized that the flimsy strap had apparently been torn. I didn't even feel Shane ripping it off of me. He turned the truck on and I rolled down the window and dropped my panties outside. I was confused about how I felt and where we stood. Shane noticed as I caught him staring at me from my peripherals. "Come here," he said softly. It was clear that this wasn't debatable, and he pulled me back on top of him. I looked down at his chest, trying to hide from him, embarrassed by my actions, but he grabbed my chin and forced me to look at him. "You can't do that." He said gently "You can't say shit like that. You know it's all true. You're all I think about. It takes everything in me not to take you every time I see you. Fuck, Morgan. I think about you all the time. Nancy and I . . . at the beach house . . . that was the first time since . . . we haven't . . ." I put my fingers over his mouth even more ashamed of my actions now. "Shane you don't have to make excuses for fucking your wife." I whispered. "I'm so sorry for acting like that. It was stupid . . . I was stupid. I guess I just never thought about it before I saw it." I didn't know what else to say and it was clear that he didn't either. I bent lower and kissed him softly and pulled away. He looked sad like he wanted to offer me more but couldn't. The strap of my dress fell from my shoulder and he carefully put it back into place and kissed the spot where it had fallen. He looked up at me and pulled me to him to kiss me again. It was a soft and sweet and he pushed his fingers through my hair. Just as he was letting go, he pulled me back and kissed me hard. The intensity grew again and his hands fell to my hips and pulled me into him. I could feel him getting hard as his hand reached under me and grabbed my ass. I moaned against his lips as I caressed his chest. I started to grind against him yet again. When his cell phone rang we both jumped. Shane quickly rummaged through his pocket and pulled his phone out. He let out a sigh as he put his finger to his lip, gesturing to me to keep quiet. "Hey Nancy," he said with a sigh. "Ya. Morgan has been sick for most of the ride. Your sister? Well does she need help? Tonight? Do you want me to go with you? What about Bobby? Ok . . . are you sure you don't want me to go?" A slight smile crossed his face and he looked up at me. "Ok well call if you need anything." His face became serious and he looked away from me. "Ok. Lo . . ." He looked at his phone in disbelief, clicked a button and rolled his eyes before putting it on the dashboard. I looked at him questioningly trying to get a read on him. It was completely dark now and it was hard to see him. "Nancy has to go to her sisters tonight, some type of crisis that her sister always seems to have. She's taking Bobby. Will you stay with me tonight?" He was smiling but there was a need behind his façade. I looked out the window and smiled. "Will you put the hot tub on for me?" I asked, raising an eyebrow. The Babysitter Ch. 03 Holly got down on her knees and started unbuckling John's belt, then undid his pants and they slid down to his ankles. His boxer-briefs did little to hide his obvious excitement. John kicked out of his socks and shoes and tossed his pants into a heap on top of Holly's clothes. Holly ran her fingernails very gently along John's lower back while making a light trail of kisses and touches along his inner thighs, leading up to, but not yet touching his fully erect cock. She hungered for it with a desire that almost had a mind of its own. Holly's fingers reached into the elastic of his briefs and pulled them down exposing his engorged member. As she did so, her eyes almost glazed over. In a heat of passion she pulled him down into his office chair, and rolled it close to her. She licked her lips and smiled up at him before slipping his swollen head into her mouth. John gasped as Holly pulled his shaft deeper into her mouth, inch by inch, until she had taken all of him in. She moaned and hummed around John's shaft creating almost a vibrating effect with her tongue and throat. Holly reluctantly let his length slip out a bit so she could lick and suck his sensitive head; she swirled her little tongue around the ridge of his cock-head and flicked it back and forth across the sensitive spot where the head meets the shaft. John moaned deeply as Holly continued her expert work on him. Holly reached up and gently fondled and played with his balls with her left hand, while she gripped the base of his cock with the other. Holly began bobbing her head up and down his shaft, using her right hand to assist her mouth in pumping his organ. "Mnnhhgnnnmmm, oh Holly," John moaned, as he began bucking his hips to match Holly's rhythm. John put his hands in Holly's hair and pulled her closer to him, and then began fucking her face faster, moaning more intensely. Holly loved everything about this. She loved being on her knees sucking John off in his corporate office, in front of a wall full of glass windows overlooking a street full of offices and apartment buildings. She began to suck him harder, while flicking her tongue around the pulsating shaft in her mouth. She knew he was close; she could feel it in her mouth, and in her hands; she could hear it in the quality of his groaning and heavy breathing. Holly kept sucking and pumping him until the second he finally let go and released spurt after spurt of hot, white cum deep into her throat and mouth. Holly drank it all down, and then lapped up every last drop from his softening member, balls, and even her own hands and mouth. "Oh my god, Holly that was amazing," John said, relaxing farther into his cushy leather office chair, too spent to move. "Mmmm, I'm glad you liked it," Holly purred. Holly smiled; proud of herself for the affect she had had on John. John lay slumped in his office chair, his hips slid farther down the seat. His breathing slowly returned to a normal rate. Holly knew his resting period wouldn't last long. Because his eyes were closed, he didn't notice Holly slip out of her thong. Holly was finally naked, except for her long black boots. Holly sat herself down on John's lap, facing him and took his face in her hands and planted a hard, passionate, loving kiss on his lips, which he returned with fervor. He pulled Holly's naked body closer to him, pressing her breasts against him and Holly could feel his heart beating hard in his chest. John wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her hips closer to his. She could feel his cock begin to twitch and stir again. Holly had already soaked through her panties and was still very wet and turned on. She moaned and gently rocked her hips, pushing her damp pussy against his swelling member. They continued making out heavily with hands and fingers gently exploring and caressing each others bodies. John couldn't believe how hot this young woman was for him, and it turned him on to no end. John gripped Holly's hips and lifted her body off of his lap and gently lowered her onto the head of his now fully erect cock. Holly moaned again and bit her lower lip in anticipation. John held her there, watching her wanting him to drop her down onto his rigid pole. Holly nearly ached with desire. "You want this, don't you Holly? You want my cock?" John teased. "Oh yeah, fuck me, John! Please! I need you!" Holly moaned. John loved how much she wanted him. He couldn't bear to tease her anymore because he wanted her just as badly, if not more. He finally lowered Holly's body down onto his hard member. Holly moaned and arched her back as she felt his hardness slide against the slick walls of her pussy. John pumped his cock in and out of Holly's young snatch and Holly met his thrusts by rocking her hips into his until they were quickly gyrating rhythmically in John's office chair. John wrapped his arms around her waist and slowly stood up. Holly wrapped her legs around John's waist and they stood there, locked together kissing passionately, still pumping steadily. John swept the papers in the middle of his desk to the side with his arm and then set Holly down on top of it. Holly broke their kiss, pecked her soft lips against his in a quick kiss and then she lay down against the cold, hard surface of John's mahogany desk. John cupped Holly's firm ass cheeks in his hands and held her as he slowly pulled his cock out of Holly's pussy, inch by inch, leaving just his swollen head inside and then plunged it back deep inside of her. The deep penetration made Holly groan in pleasure. John repeated his deep in-and-out thrusting, leaving Holly panting, and bucking her hips wildly. The imagery he was receiving by watching his hard cock, shiny with Holly's pussy juices, ram in and out of Holly's hot young cunt was unbelievably erotic. Holly was moaning every time John slammed his cock against her cervix, and loved the sound of his balls slapping her ass cheeks. John slowed his tempo down, afraid he would blow too soon if he kept up this pace. Holly still had her legs wrapped around his waist, and he began to rock his hips into hers and they met at a steady even pace, meeting each other thrust for thrust. John reached forward and began fondling Holly's breasts and pinching her hard nipples between her fingers. Holly found herself moaning again; putty in his hands. John leaned forward and used his elbows to brace himself on either side of Holly on his desk and again began to kiss Holly vigorously. John massaged Holly's tongue with his and still slowly propelled himself into her methodically. As John continued thrusting into Holly's wanton womanhood, his pubic bone was rubbing against Holly's engorged clitoris. Holly responded by moving her hips to reflect their previous quick, fast strokes that increased the friction on her clit. Holly moaned and swirled her tongue passionately against John's. Then she broke their kiss to moan, "Mmmm..ooohhh, John." Then she removed her legs from their locked position around his waist and positioned them with the heels of her boots on the edge of his desk, knees in the air, spread as wide as they could. She pulled her ass closer to him and lifted it off of the desk, opening herself up for him to enter deeper into her. John was still lying on top of Holly, with his weight rubbing against her pleasure centre. Holly wrapped her arms around him, pulling him closer, panting heavily as he pumped deeper and deeper into her young twat. Holly was close. She could feel herself creeping closer and closer towards a massive orgasm. Within seconds she was there. As she was deep in the throes of her orgasm, her vagina muscles convulsed and tightened even more around John's rigid cock, bringing him to the brink with her. His ecstasy built up slowly, and began to pulsate through his body. It began deep inside his groin as a deep pressure and quickly escalated to warmth and tingles spreading through his entire body searching out his limbs. John shot his load deep into Holly's youthful hole. Holly dug her fingernails deep into the skin of John's back and bit her lower lip as her orgasm continued to wash over her, wave by wave. John loved the feeling of her nails in his back; he loved knowing she was enjoying this as much as he was. They kept their sweaty bodies locked in their tight embrace while they recovered from their intense orgasms. They savored every lingering feeling from their passionate sex, and just lay there together. Minutes later, John opened his eyes and kissed Holly gently on the lips. "Baby that was so good for me," John uttered and kissed her on the forehead. "Mmmm, for me too," Holly said. Holly slowly sat up and stretched her toes and arms before looking around the office to see where her clothes had fallen. She passed John his shirt while she shimmied back into her panties and pants. They didn't talk much while they were dressing, but the air was heavy with the scent and tension of their sex. "I have been longing to do that to you again, Holly," John said as he enveloped her in a warm embrace. "You know I always want you John, so don't let it be so long next time," she replied. "I won't. I promise... Now you should probably get the kids back home to bed, let me help you carry them back down to the car. I will be home shortly, I just have to straighten up my office," he said with a wink and a kiss on her cheek. Holly picked up Sarah and John picked up Mark and they carried them down to Holly's car and strapped them in. "I'll see you at home, kiddo," John said to Holly with a playful smack on her ass as she climbed into the front seat of her car. She kissed him gently on the lips through her open window, and then backed out of the parking lot. She reminisced about their steamy office sex the whole way home. The Babysitter Ch. 04 Sue called Becky and told her to come over at 7:00, and tell your Dad that we need you to spend the night because we won't be home until very late. Becky explained to her Dad that she was heading over to the Summers house to babysit, and that they needed her to spend the night, they weren't going to get home until about 2:00 in the morning. Her Dad said alright, she had stayed before when she babysat, and she was very mature, he trusted her, and he knew the Summers were good people too. Sue greeted Becky at the door, and sat her down on the couch. Becky was a bundle of nerves, she wondered what Sue was going to teach her next. Sue looked at Becky, she took her hand in hers, and said, you did say you trust me, right? Becky shook her head, yes. Well than it's time you experience the real thing. If you really trust me, than you have to move on to the next level. Becky listened to Sue, she knew what Sue was going to say next, and she was ready. If you don't want to, I won't make you, it has to be your decision, but if I'm going to teach you any more, we need a real cock, and it has to be someone we can trust. Becky knew it would have to be Jeff, and with all the fantasies she had been having about him, she wanted it to be him. Sue said lets go upstairs, that is if you want to. As soon as they walked into the room, she could see Jeff standing by the bed, and she felt her pussy getting wet. Jeff looked at Becky as she walked in, and smiled, he wanted her to feel comfortable, and not be afraid. Hi Becky, Sue has told me that you are ready to learn, and I'm going to teach you, but I want you to know, we will go slow. We have all night, Sue will be here too, we are all friends, and I know you trust Sue, and I hope you will trust me as well. How about starting with a kiss, and we will move on from there. Jeff was much taller than Becky, he stands at 6'3", so he had to lean down to kiss Becky. He gently placed his hands on her shoulders and brought his lips to hers. She opened her mouth to accept his tongue, as it pushed past her lips and into her mouth. While Jeff was kissing her, he let his hands slowly move down to her breast, and fondle her right tit. Sue sat down to watch, she would join them later, but for right now, it was Jeff's turn to play with the babysitter. Becky just stood still as Jeff pulled Becky's top up and over her head. He moved his lips to her neck and started kissing her, his tongue moved to her shoulder, and than down to the top of her breast. Jeff placed Becky's hands at the bottom of his shirt and had her pull up, while he raised his hands and helped her remove it. Jeff's hands moved to her back, and unclasped her bra, his fingers touched the strap on her shoulder and slowly eased it off, exposing her firm breast, her nipples already erect. Sue had removed her top and bra also, and pinched her nipples as she watched Jeff with Becky. She could see the bulge in his pants, his cock was throbbing with anticipation. Jeff's lips lowered to Becky's nipple, she watched his every move as he opened his mouth and took her breast inside, sucking on her nipple. His hand reached for her other tit, and pulled gently on her nipple, and than he twisted it slightly, bringing a small moan out of Becky. Jeff reached for Becky's hands once again, he brought them to his belt, he didn't say a word, he just watched as she started unbuckling his belt, her fingers shaking slightly. Once his belt was undone, she unbuttoned his pants and her trembling fingers touched the tab on his zipper. As she pulled the zipper down, she could feel his hard cock beneath. Jeff reached for Becky's jeans and did the same, he eased her jeans down her thighs, past her knees, he lifted first one leg and than the other as she stepped out of her jeans. Jeff noticed her panties were already wet, and could smell her aroma. Jeff stood up, it was Becky's turn now, she placed her fingers inside the waist of his jeans and tugged them down, her eyes were glued to his crotch as his boxers came into view, his hard cock bulging against the material. Becky's hand reached for his cock, she looked up at Jeff, as if asking for permission. Jeff told her she could touch it if she wanted to. Becky's hand wrapped around Jeff's cock, her fingers could barely get around it. Jeff whispered for her to pull his boxers off. Becky did as he requested, and removed them, her eyes popping out of her head when she saw his cock come into view. Sue had removed the rest of her clothes, and was slowly stroking her finger along her slit. Becky's fingers were stroking Jeff's cock, a drop of pre-cum oozed out of the tip. Jeff watched as she lowered her lips down and her tongue licked the drop off. Her first taste of a cock. She held onto the base of his cock and started licking him up and down, just like she had done with the dildo. Jeff looked down at Becky, and than over towards Sue, he smiled when he saw her, slowly teasing her pussy while watching her husband receiving a blowjob from their babysitter. Just as Sue had taught her, Becky was slurping Jeff's cock, using her saliva on his shaft. Becky opened her mouth wide as she could, and sucked Jeff's cock inside. His cock was so big, she could only get a few inches inside, but she was trying her best. She used her fingers to stroke his shaft, feeling him throbbing in her mouth, just like Sue had told her. What she lacked in experience, she made up for in her eagerness to please him. Becky's head bobbed up and down, her fingers stroking his cock, jerking him, she wanted him to cum, she wanted to feel his cock shoot it's load of sperm into her mouth. Jeff knew he was close, he told Becky that he was going to cum. She tightened her lips around his cockhead just as he erupted, the first shot shooting right down her throat, as she swallowed quickly. Another shot of cum, and another, she tried to keep up, but there was so much, she was afraid she might gag. Jeff sensed this too, and pulled his cock out and aimed his cock at her boobs. Sue came over and licked the cum from her boobs, and than sucked Jeff's cock into her mouth and savored the rest of his load. She than kissed Becky, and licked Jeff's cum from inside her mouth. Suddenly Becky felt Jeff's fingers removing her wet panties, she stepped out of them and he lowered her onto the bed. Jeff spread her legs wide apart, and placed them over his shoulders, bringing his face right up to her wet crotch. Becky watched Jeff's tongue as it darted out from between his lips, licking her from her asshole all the way to her clit, but not touching her there yet. Jeff eased his middle finger inside her cunt, and moved it back and forth, every time he pulled his finger out, she could see just how wet she was. Sue sat down next to her, and lowered her lips to her nipple, she was being stimulated in two places at the same time. Sue reached for Becky's hand and guided her fingers to Sue's pussy. Becky watched as Sue took two of Becky's fingers and pushed them inside, and than let go of her, allowing Becky to move her fingers on her own. Becky's head was spinning, she was being fingered and licked, having her nipple's sucked, and she was fingering Sue. Becky was moaning loudly, she could feel her orgasm building. Jeff tightened his lips around Becky's clit, that did it, she gushed, just like Jeff had seen her do the first night he had watched her with the dildo. Jeff lapped up her juices, she tasted so sweet. Meanwhile, Sue was cumming too, Becky's fingers and seeing Becky gushing had sent Sue over the edge as well. Sue licked Becky's juices off of Jeff's face, while Becky licked Sues juices from her own fingers. Becky could see that Jeff's cock was rock hard again, and she wanted to feel him inside her. Sue looked at Becky, she could see that Becky was eyeing Jeff's cock, she knew that she wanted him to fuck her. Sue looked at Jeff, and said, Honey, it's time, Becky is ready for her first fuck. Jeff laid down on his back, he told Becky to straddle him. Sue put some lube on his cock, it would help. Becky raised her leg over Jeff, and moved so that her pussy was above his hard cock. Jeff told her to grab his cock and guide him inside, she would be able to control how deep he entered her. Becky grabbed his cock and rubbed the tip against her pussy lips, and lowered her body down, feeling his cock push inside. Becky had fucked herself with dildos and vibrators, but this was her first real cock. She could feel the warmth of his cock as she lowered more of his shaft inside. She could feel his cock throbbing, feel every vein, as she moved lower. Becky had more than half of his 10 inch cock inside her, his cock was nice and thick, her pussy lips stretched as she took more and more of his cock inside. Jeff couldn't believe how tight she was, even though he had seen her take the large dildo before, she still was tight, he could feel her cunt muscles gripping his shaft as she lowered down onto him. Jeff was surprised when Becky suddenly sank all her weight down hard onto his body, taking the remaining few inches deep, his cock was all the way in her. Becky ground her pussy into his crotch, rubbing her clit as she did so. Jeff reached for Becky's hips and lifted her up, and than pulled her down, ramming his cock up at the same time. Becky loved this, felling Jeff's cock moving in and out of her cunt. Becky placed her hands on Jeff's chest, and rode his cock, feeling him deep inside, rubbing her clit against the base of his cock on every downward thrust. Jeff moved her around, he wanted to fuck her doggy-style. He could really pound his cock into her this way, she could feel him going in so deep, so hard, faster and faster. Sue got on the bed in front of Becky, her legs spread wide, her pussy inches from Becky's face. Becky knew what to do, she lowered her lips down and started licking Sue's cunt. Jeff was rubbing Becky's ass cheeks, he pulled them apart and Becky felt his finger covered in lube push inside her asshole. She let out a squeal of pain. Sue grabbed the back of Becky's head and pushed her down, shoving her tongue into her cunt. Becky could feel Jeff's finger up her ass, rubbing against his cock as he fucked her from behind, ramming his cock deep in her wet cunt. He started slapping her ass, spanking her like Sue had down to her the night she had caught her. Jeff was going to cum, he told Becky. She wanted to fell him cum inside of her, fill my cunt with your cum, she said. He held on tight to her hips, and rammed his cock in to the hilt, exploding deep inside her cunt, shooting his load of sperm. Becky could fell him cumming inside of her and she started cumming too, coating his cock with her juices. As soon as Jeff pulled his cock out of Becky's dripping cunt, Sue moved around, so that she was sixty-nining with Becky. Jeff watched as Sue licked his cum out of Becky's cunt, getting every drop, while Becky licked at Sue's pussy. Becky shoved a finger into Sue's cunt and latched onto her clit, sucking the little bud hard into her lips, bringing Sue to a massive orgasm, her hips bucking off the bed as she came violently. Becky wiped her lips, she looked at Jeff and Sue, she was now a woman. Jeff looked at Becky, and said, that we had only begun, there was more for her to learn, but that would have to wait, for now, this was a good start. The Babysitter Ch. 04 Before we got to the house I realized that my bag was still in Nancy's car, which was now at her sister's house. I asked Shane if we could drive by the school so I could pick up clothes. He tried to argue that I wouldn't need any, but I insisted on grabbing some essentials. The campus was dark and there weren't many people out walking around. Sunday night was cram night. Everyone had to catch up on all the work that they had put on the backburner throughout the weekend. My dorm was toward the back of the campus and Shane had to park a considerable distance from my building. "I'll be right back," I said unbuckling my seatbelt as he turned off the truck. "No way, let me walk you in," he insisted as he also unbuckled. I was about to argue but decided to drop it after the day we had. I swiped my ID card to get into the building and headed to the elevator. I pressed the button for the fifth floor and looked over at Shane. His hands were in his pockets and his shoulders were raised as he rocked on his heels. He had a strange smile on his face and he stared at the elevator doors. "What?" I asked almost giggling. "I'm gonna see your dooo-oorm," he said still staring at the doors but now smiling like a teenager. I laughed and smacked him on the arm making him laugh as well. As we continued to the fifth floor I found myself glancing at him through the corner of my eye. He was so incredibly sexy and I couldn't help thinking about how he took me in his truck. I crossed my legs and leaned against the wall as I felt myself getting wet. I fumbled through my purse to find my keys as we walked down the hallway to my room. Shane stood close behind me with one hand on my hip as I turned the knob. I opened the door and saw Jenny standing at the mirror in a towel, fixing her makeup. The towel was very small and you could almost see her ass while her tits were squeezed together practically popping out. "Where the fuck have you been? Tommy had a party last night and it was fucking . . . your friend's back!" She said finally looking away from the mirror and noticing Shane was standing in the doorway with me. Shane kept his hand on my hip and I felt him wave at her from behind me. I hadn't even thought about running into Jenny and I didn't know how Shane felt being seen with me . . . in my dorm . . . at night . . . alone. Jenny was wild and I knew that she didn't care that he had seen her in a towel, so I walked into the room and shut the door behind us. "Sorry I just have to pick up a few things," I said leaning into her as we pecked each other on the cheek. I ushered Shane across the room to my side, in someway trying to be polite. I grabbed a bag from my closet and walked to the sink to fill it with the things I would need for the night. "Soooo, what are you two up to tonight?" Jenny asked teasing us. "I'm watching the baby . . ." It came out obvious and I quickly turned my head and mouthed "oh my God" to Shane as I filled my bag and he laughed. "Mmmmmmm hmmmm," Jenny said spraying some perfume into the air and stepping through it. Jenny walked to the middle of the room and unwrapped her towel, showing Shane her body before pulling it tighter and wrapping it back up. She was trying to be shocking. "So, I've always wondered . . . is Morgan any good . . . at her job, I mean." She asked Shane, placing a hand on her hip and tilting her head. I had to stop what I was doing to look at the two of them. Shane dropped his head and laughed as he ran his hand through his hair. "She is amazing," he stressed the words as he raised his head to look at her. "I knew it!" Jenny teased as she danced her way back toward me. "I'm going to hop in the shower, I'll see you later." She said turning back to smile at Shane. I rolled my eyes as she wrapped her arms around my neck from behind and kissed me on the cheek. We looked at each other through the mirror as she whispered into my ear. "Pleaaaaaaase let me know if two want to have threesome." She said it a little louder than a whisper insuring that Shane could hear. I laughed and rolled my eyes again as she winked at Shane and left the room. I knew that she was one hundred percent serious. I walked across the room to my dresser and started filling my bag with jeans and a t-shirt. I got butterflies when Shane pressed against my ass and grabbed the sluttiest piece of lingerie I own and held it in front of me. "You should just bring this," he said running his lips over my neck. I laughed and snatched it from his hands as I turned around to look up at him. "Yea? Should I be a bad girl for you baby?" I asked smiling. I felt him getting hard against me and he pushed into me as he said "yes." I couldn't hold back the moan that escaped my lips. He kissed me softly but I could feel him breathing hard. I reached my hand between us and rubbed his cock through his jeans. "How long does your roommate take to shower?" He asked, running his hands over my ass. "Haha! She is NOT going to shower. How many girls do you know, put on perfume BEFORE they get in the shower? Josh's room is in front of the bathrooms. We have a while." I had to laugh at his obliviousness, as I unbuttoned his jeans. He looked down at me smiling as I slowly unzipped his jeans and lowered onto my knees. His jeans pooled around his ankles and his cock twitched underneath his boxer briefs. I slowly ran my lips up the length of him and gently licked the head through the fabric. I looked up at him and slightly tilted my head. "Something have you excited?" I asked teasing him as I hooked my fingers into his boxers and began to pull them down. His cock sprang out and I licked his shaft making him groan. "Hmmm?" I taunted, starting to stroke him. I ran my lips up him again, this time without the fabric in the way. The man was insatiable, I couldn't believe how hard he was and I knew exactly why. "Were you thinking of what it would be like to have Jenny and I on our knees, in front of you? Taking turns licking you up and down?" I slid my tongue up his shaft until barely letting the head of his cock rest on my tongue like I would suck it. I placed my hand on his cock but didn't move it. I looked up at him as I lowered my head and to his surprise cupped his balls with my tongue before releasing him. Shane grabbed my head, not to force me on to him but, for balance as he gasped. "Could we take turns sucking you, with our tits pressed together?" My words came out as whispers. I pulled down the top of my dress showing him my tits and squeezing them to stress my point. Shane could hardly nod in agreement as I cupped his balls and ran my tongue up him again. This time, I flicked the head of his cock with my tongue and was rewarded with a drop of precum. I loved that Shane had endurance but the thought of him cumming so fast when I finally did begin to suck his cock, made my pussy gush. Without any panties on, I could feel my excitement running down my thighs. And although my pussy almost hurt with need for him, I wanted to make him cum. I licked him one more time before wrapping my lips around his cock. I started off slow taking him in just below the head and swirling my tongue around his cock and tightening my lips as I moved up. Shane let out a growl, and I moved with him as he balanced himself against the dresser. I did it again, this time taking in more of his cock. He wasn't even half way in yet but I couldn't swirl my tongue around him anymore, so I rolled my tongue in a wave along his shaft before again tightening my lips and sucking upwards. I held his thigh as my other hand grasped the base of his cock and lightly stroked him as I took in more. Again, I was rewarded. "Oh fuck," Shane growled as he laced his fingers through my hair and guided me back down onto him slowly. I quickened my pace, now able to fit almost all of him in my mouth, but not without difficulty. I alternated, stroking his cock and sucking him, never stopping either. I slightly gagged as his cock pushed into my throat, making my eyes water and my pussy drip. Shane growled and this time forced my head down farther. He almost stopped, realizing what he was doing. But I moaned around his cock, ensuring him that I was ok. "I'm going to cum, baby." His words were more like inhalations. I could feel his balls tighten and I lightly ran my fingers around them as I stroked him downwards and slowly, tightly, pulled my lips up his shaft. "Arrrrgh!" Shane grabbed my head with both hands and forced himself deep into my mouth. I felt the first shot of his cum hit the back of my throat, and I did my best to swallow what I could before again pulling upwards. This time I tasted his cum on my tongue and he pushed his cock into my mouth one last time, as the final shot hit the back of my mouth. I released him from my mouth and he watched me as I swallowed and ran my finger across my lips. The look on his face expressed his approval yet also showed that he wanted more. My pussy was still dripping wet as Shane dressed. I didn't know if it was because I had made him cum so quick or if it was the thought of Jenny and I sucking his cock. I finished packing my bag as Shane took his time looking around the room. I grabbed a pad of paper and a pen and wrote Jenny a note as we headed out the door. "I might just take you up on your offer. Love you Bea" The house seemed much bigger and somehow empty without Nancy and Bobby. I had wished to be alone with Shane in this house so many times, but now it seemed almost strange. "Do you want a glass of wine?" He asked as awkwardly as I felt. "Yea, haha,\ I think that might help," I said placing my bag down and leaning over the counter. Shane fussed with some switches on the wall and I saw the backyard light up. He opened a bottle of wine and poured two glasses. "Too bad you don't have your bathing suit, my neighbors are going to love the view of the hot tub." He said laughing and handing me a glass of wine. I felt the wine warm me as I took a big sip. I hadn't eaten all day and I knew I would be tipsy in no time at all. "Awww well tonight's not their night, because I brought a spare with me. You didn't think it would be that easy to get me naked did you?" I asked, smiling. Shane laughed and rolled his eyes as I grabbed my bag and my wine and said I was going to go change. My bikini left little to the imagination. I never wore it because it was way to small to be appropriate in any other setting. It was white and see-though when it was wet. The top was really tiny and I was grateful I was waxed as I slid on the bottoms, which barely covered me. I fixed myself up and threw on a short little dress cover, that only gave a hint of the bikini beneath it. My heart raced as I thought of my outfit making Shane hard. Sucking his cock in my dorm room had made me incredibly wet and my body ached with need for him. I tiptoed across the floor with bare feet and found Shane in the kitchen wearing only his suit bottoms. He had a dark tan from the weekend and it only made his muscles look bigger. I watched as he drank the rest of the wine in his glass and poured another. "Hey," I said pulling on the bottom of my dress and holding my glass out for more. Shane looked me up and down, and I could see him narrowing his eyes to look past the loose knit of my cover. I laughed, and grabbed the bottle from him as I headed to the backyard, pausing at the door to turn and look at him as he watched me walk. "Is it really hot?" I asked Shane, as he jumped in and placed his glass and the bottle of wine on the side of the hot tub. He smiled back at me and nodded. He froze as I stood above him and grabbed the bottom of my dress. I slowly pulled it up, wiggling my body to ease the dress over my tits. I pretended not to notice as I adjusted my tiny bikini top. The jets in the water prevented me from seeing below his hips and I wondered if I was making him hard. I also wondered if he could see how wet I was for him. I tiptoed down the stairs and into the water. I could feel the ends of my hair getting wet as the water rose past my belly button. We sat in the hot tub for a while drinking and talking. As I learned more about him I realized that we had never had a real conversation before. I hadn't known him that long, and talking would have taken away from the short amount of time we had alone together. He told me about his time in the Marines and his life with Nancy. Their relationship was sad and I felt bad for him, he deserved so much more than she gave him. Shane had placed the bottle just past my reach, and I had to lean over the edge of the hot tub to retrieve it. "Fuck." I heard him almost whisper from behind me as my ass came up out of the water. I knew my bottoms were now see-through and I deliberately arched my back more than I needed to so he could see my pussy too. As I turned around, I moved my hair back and to the side showing him that my top was also see-through. My nipples were hard as the cool wind hit the wet material of my bikini top. "Come here," he demanded, as I crossed the water towards him. I sat on his lap and poured him a drink, before pouring my own. Now, I knew that he was hard and I almost moaned as his hand circled around my waist holding me in place. The combination of the wine and the heat was making me bolder than normal. We both drank from our glass and placed them on the pool deck. I sat up, letting my tits brush against his face as I turned and straddled him. "21 questions?" I asked, wrapping my arms around his neck and wiggled on top of him. "How old are you?" He asked jokingly "Nineteen." I said laughing and slightly grinding against him, knowing that it turned him on to be with a girl so much younger than himself. "Ok, go for it," he said as his hands gripped my ass and pulled me into him. "Do you like that I'm so much younger than you?" The wine might have made me bolder but part of me was still embarrassed by my question, and I quickly took a sip of wine, hiding myself from behind the glass. "Haha! Uhhh yes. I like it . . . a lot. Do you like that I'm older than you?" He asked pulling the glass away from me, in order to see my face. I nodded yes and giggled. "What did you think . . . you know . . . when you first met me?" I asked shyly. "I wanted you the second I saw you. Haha I'm not going to lie I just wanted to get back home to watch you on the nanny cam," he said laughing. "You're such a creeper!!" I laughed and pushed his face away. "Your turn, and you can't ask the same question!" I exclaimed. "What's your favorite position?" He shrugged as he said it, and took a sip of his wine. "Really? Haha that's so boring! Hmmm. Apparently I really like it up against the wall." My hips involuntarily began to slightly move back and forth as I pushed my chest out. "Why did you do that this morning, when I was with Nancy?" He asked as his hands moved up my back and to my neck, pulling the knot that held my bikini top up. "It's not your turn," I practically whispered as he started on the lower strings. "Answer me." He was now peeling the wet fabric from my body. I knew he was asking why I had played with myself in front of him while Nancy sucked his cock. I didn't know how to answer him and I didn't think that he would ever bring it up. "I don't know," I said warily as his hands started to caress my tits. He brought his lips to my hard nipples and lightly licked them. "That's not an answer." "I didn't want you to cum for her. I wanted . . . ughhh . . . I wanted you to cum for me baby." His hand had moved beneath the water and he was slowly rubbing my clit beneath my bikini. He kissed me hard and lifted me off of his lap. I was quickly pushed up against the edge of the pool deck, as he stood behind me. Shane lightly bit my earlobe as his hand dipped beneath my bikini bottoms. I felt his hard cock against me, and then his finger pushing past my pussy lips. "Oh God," I moaned as his fingers quickly pushed in and out of me. "I was already thinking about you this morning. I was going to cum for you then and I'm going to cum for you now," he growled into my ear as he began to pull my bottoms off. I grabbed his hand and turned to face him. "Take me . . ." I stopped and kissed his chest, looking down at the water and watching my bikini top battering against the edge of the pool deck. I wanted to be in his bed. I wanted to fall asleep next to him. I wanted to be his for just one night. But I quickly remembered, it was THEIR bed. It was the bed he shared with his wife, and I knew it was wrong to ask. Shane pulled me away from him and looked at me intently. I couldn't look back at him. "It's ok. Come on baby," he said, as if reading my mind. Shane grabbed my hand and led me into the house, up the stairs and into his bedroom. He sat on the bed and pulled me closer to him. Water dripped off my body as I stood in front of him. His fingers hooked beneath the strings of my bikini bottoms and slowly pulled them down. They fell quickly and landed with a small splat on the floor. I stood in front of him completely naked, I felt naked. A pang of guilt coursed through me as I realized it was because I was in THEIR room. The shame that filled my body was quickly replaced by a warm sensation that began to engulf me. My nipples hardened as Shane ran his fingers gently up and down my hips. He pulled me closer to him and began to kiss my stomach. My hands instinctually dropped to his hips and began unlacing his shorts. He stood slowly, kissing up my body. He stayed bent to lick one of my nipples as I stretched his shorts over his now, rock hard erection. My back arched, offering him more . . . I needed more. His bare cock pushed against my stomach as he forced his hips into me. I moved my body against his, knowing he needed me to touch it. He turned us around and put his big hands on my shoulders, lowering me down onto the bed. Suddenly, feeling vulnerable, my hands reached up covering my tits. Shane quickly grabbed them and forcefully pinned them above my head. My chest heaved as my back arched and my nipples hardened. I rubbed my legs together in anticipation as I waited for him to do - anything. His knee separated my legs, kicking them apart. His hands and body left me for an instant before I felt him again, this time below me. Shane grabbed me around my thighs, pulling them apart. My entire body shook when I felt his tongue lick my pussy lips. I quickly reached down and ran my fingers though his hair pushing his head into me. "Keep your arms above your head." He was forceful and demanding. I obediently raised my hands up above me and lifted my hips off of the bed, desperately trying to feel him again. My hips bucked as his tongue returned, this time with more intensity. He licked up my pussy until he reached my clit and made light circles. My head turned from side to side as I moaned and grasped at the sheets above me. Then I felt his tongue slip into me, licking inside of me, fucking me. It had only been seconds and I already felt that rush of heat engulfing me. I wasn't even sure if his tongue was moving anymore, or if I was just fucking it. My hips swayed back and forth and moved up and down off of the bed. I moaned uncontrollably as my body stiffened. I almost cried when his tongue left me. He quickly replaced it with his finger as he licked me back up to my clit. His finger started to move in and out of me slowly, deliberately, and his lips sucked my clit before he made soft circles with his tongue agian. I completely lost control of myself. Every muscle in my body tightened and I arched my back entirely off the bed. I screamed as I came, knowing his fingers were completely soaked by my cum. The Babysitter Ch. 04 Shane didn't wait. His face almost scared me as he climbed on top of me. He had a dark, animalistic expression that made my body quiver. I wanted him to take whatever he wanted. I wanted all of him. Before I even realized what I was doing I grabbed the finger that had fucked my pussy, that had made me cum, and I sucked it. I moaned with it in my mouth and rolled my tongue around until I heard him gasp. I became insatiable. I started to grind my pussy against his cock, desperately trying to feel him inside of me. I could feel him slide up and down my pussy, I could feel how wet I was. "You have no idea what you are doing to me," he was almost pleading. I couldn't help myself. I let his finger out of my mouth and dragged it down my body. I arched my back offering him my tits . . . making him feel my tits. I moaned and lifted my hips until the head of his cock was inside of me. I started to make small circles around it feeling myself tighten as I came closer to cumming - again. "Urgh!" Shane growled so loud my eyes shot open, frightened. In an instant he had flipped me over so I was laying on my stomach, now somehow, in the middle of the bed. I tried to push myself up but was quickly thrust back down into the mattress. I knew he needed complete control of me. I felt his cock between my pussy lips and I raised my hips up. I felt his body leave me as he straightened. I moaned as I felt him grab hold of my ass and squeeze upwards, so forcefully my entire body moved up the bed. "Jesus Christ," he exhaled. I lifted my ass even higher giving him my pussy. I ached for him. "Please, Shane plea . . . Arrrrgh!" My pleading turned to a scream as he thrust into me hard. Shane fucked me hard, ruthlessly and I loved every second of it. He reached below me and squeezed my tits making me want to cum instantly, but I held back. I wanted to cum with him. I wanted to feel him cum inside of me. In this position my clit was rubbing against the sheets and every fiber of my being was screaming out to him. I had never been fucked like this. "Shane, I cant . . . baby, oh my God, Shane. . . " I didn't know what I was saying anymore. All I could feel was Shane fucking me. I felt every inch of him inside me. I felt him slipping in and out of me. The closer I came to cumming the harder it was for him to slide into me. His hands gripped my waist pulling me onto him. I couldn't hold back any longer. I arched my back giving him everything and then relaxed before doing it again. I came hard, feeling my pussy grip onto him, so tight that I almost pushed him out of me. "Oh fuck! Oh God! Oh shit don't stop fucking me! This is your pussy baby! " I screamed not knowing what I was saying. "Arghhh!!!" Shane growled as he pumped into me. I could feel his cum filling my pussy. I felt every shot hit the inside of me as I continued to cum on his cock. I pushed myself off of the bed, grinding back into him as he fell on top of me, fucking me deep. He stayed on top of me for a few more seconds, kissing my shoulders, before he finally pulled out. He fell to my side and snuggled against me as we both drifted to sleep. The last thought I had before I fell asleep was of making him cum again. The Babysitter Ch. 05 The next two weeks were hell. I hadn't seen Shane at all and I was starting to go a little crazy. I needed him so bad and I got wet every time I thought of him. There was no reason for me to call the house and, that was the only number I had. Plus, even if Nancy didn't pick up, the caller ID would have shown that I called. I had my phone on me constantly hoping that she would call and need me to watch Bobby. I just wanted to see him at least. It wasn't until Friday night that my phone buzzed near my head, as I laid in bed. I had a text from a number that I didn't recognize. (917) 654 . . . : Hey Me: Hey. Who is this? (917) 654 . . . : Guess . . . Me: Ummm idk. Why don't you just tell me? (917) 654 . . . : It's more fun this way. Guess My heart fluttered a bit. Maybe it was Shane! Me: Maybe you should give me a hint (917) 654 . . . : Hmmm ok. I have something in my pocket that belongs to you. What the fuck? Maybe it wasn't Shane. Maybe it was some creepy guy who had gotten a hold of my number somehow. Me: Uh? Wtf? What is it? (917) 654 . . .: A little white bikini top. Oh my God! It was Shane! My heart jumped at the realization and then quickly sank after I realized I had left my top in the hot tub that night. What if Nancy had found it! I quickly put Shane's number into my phone and started to text back. Me: OMG!! I'm so sorry! I must have forgotten it! Shane: Don't be. I like having a little piece of you with me. Me: Awww lol so sweet Shane: I've missed you . . . a lot. He missed me! I was smiling like a little girl. Me: I've missed you too. Lol, probably a lot more than you've missed me. Shane: There's no way. I've been thinking about you constantly. You have no idea what you do to me Morgan. Me: Oh really, tell me then. What do I do to you? Shane: Haha. You're just going to have to come over to find out. I froze. Was she not home? Did he really want me to come over right now? Shane: We are going out tomorrow night. Nancy is going to call you in the morning. How's that old hoopty running? Me: It is NOT a hoopty lol! Not so great though . . . I might need a ride Mr. Miller. My panties were soaked. I didn't even realize I had my hand underneath my shirt, caressing my body. Shane: I can't wait to see you. I'm ahhhh . . . a little too excited about it, I think. Fuck! I was now squeezing my tits. Is he saying he's hard thinking about me? I lost all rational thought and jumped out of bed. I quickly locked the door and changed as fast as I could. I put on my little plaid, schoolgirl skirt and stripped off my top. I flipped my hair so it hung down my back and stuck my ass out so my skirt rose. I slightly turned and cupped my tits as I took a picture with my other hand. My phone buzzed, but I held back from checking my texts. I looked at the picture. It looked pretty good for having less than a minute to take it. The bottom of my ass was just barely visible and my hand only covered my nipple, from the side. I opened my texts and saw that he had sent me a message. Shane: I'm sorry. It's just that I haven't seen you in weeks and I'm going crazy thinking about you. Me: Attachment: 1 Image Shane didn't say anything for a while. I paced around my room, staring at my phone, biting my thumb, wondering if I had gone too far. Shane: . . . I saw him typing. Shane: Holy fuck! You are fucking gorgeous baby. I laughed and bit my lip as I squeezed my tits. I saw him typing and stood frozen in the middle of my dorm room even as I heard the door opening. I quickly covered myself as Jenny walked into the room. "Woops!" She said, pushing some guy back out the door and closing it behind her. "What are youuuuu doing?" She asked as I put my phone down and pulled on some sweats. "Nothing!" I laughed pulling a top over my head and taking my skirt off. "Yea, because you always wear that skirt when you're up to 'nothing.'" She joked. My phone buzzed as I threw the skirt back into my closet and climbed into bed. "Soooomeone's taking dirty pictures," Jenny sang in a whisper as she opened the door. A guy that I had a class with came in and waved at me, smiling, knowing he had caught me. I gave him a little wave and rolled my eyes as I pulled the covers over me. I checked my phone as Jenny and the guy talked about . . . something, I had no idea what they were saying. Shane: Would I be an asshole if I asked you to turn around and take another? Me: Uck. Jenny's here now. I soooo would though. Shane: Well knowing Jenny I'm sure she wouldn't mind. Shane: That's ok. I think I need to take a shower now anyway . . . But I'll see you tomorrow night. I squeezed my legs together and bit my lip, thinking about Shane in the shower . . . stroking his cock to a picture of me. I couldn't believe how wet I was. "Morgan!" Jenny yelled from across the room. "Yea. Sorry. What?" I think she had been talking to me for a while. The guy was gone and Jenny was in bed. "Can I turn off the light? I have an early class tomorrow." She said reaching for the light. "Yea. Sorry, that's fine. Goodnight sweetie." I said hugging my pillow and closing my eyes. Nancy called early the next morning. Like at the crack of dawn. She said they had some type of function and asked if I could watch Bobby from seven until midnight. I pretended that I needed to get a ride and apologized for my car being in the shop. I agreed to be at the house at seven. I couldn't hide my excitement the entire day. I arranged for a friend to drop me off at the Millers and spent most of the day getting ready. I wore a pair of cut off shorts that were probably a little too short. Ok they were definitely too short. I threw on a white a hoodie that zipped up the front. I didn't wear anything underneath. I rang the doorbell and stuck my hands in my pockets when I noticed they were shaking. "Are you fucking kidding me?" My mouth fell open when Shane answered the door wearing a formal military uniform. My eyes shot open and I grabbed my mouth to keep anything else from coming out. More inappropriate words, a moan, drool, whatever. Shane looked me up and down and smiled. "Nancy's upstairs changing Bobby," he said stepping to the side and motioning for me to come in. Oh my God, I needed to touch him. I needed him to touch me, but he didn't seem like he was going to. I walked past him into the kitchen. I slowly bent over to put down my bag. I knew he was looking, but I wanted to see. I stayed bent over for him, showing him my tight little ass. I turned my head and looked back at him smiling. His mouth was open as he watched me. I ran my hands up the back of my thigh until I reached my ass. I squeezed it for him the way I knew he wanted to squeeze it now. "Jesus . . . Morgan . . ." He was asking me to stop, but I couldn't. I stood back up and turned to him. I lifted my hands above my head and pretended to stretch. The hoodie pulled up my body, showing him my flat tan stomach. He stood still, watching me as I ran my hand up my stomach, showing him that I wasn't wearing anything underneath. "Mr. Miller, I hope it's not inappropriate to say . . . but . . . you look incredibly sexy in your uniform." I walked closer to him until we were an arms length apart. "Shane! Ask Morgan to heat up a bottle for Bobby!" Nancy called from upstairs. Although Shane didn't move, his body tightened and he shifted in place. I kept my eyes locked on his as I slowly started to unzip my sweater. I pulled so slowly that Shane started to look uneasy. I bit my lip and tilted my head to the side as the zipper dropped past my tits. My nipples were hard and showing through the white sweater. If Nancy came downstairs, and even if I didn't have my sweater almost completely unzipped, showing her husband my tits, she would probably kick me out. The shorts were one thing but my nipples showing through my sweater was a completely different story. I walked closer to Shane until my arms rested on his chest. He looked down at me sternly yet I could tell he was losing the battle within himself. I could see he thought this was too risky but I couldn't help myself. I rose onto my tips toes and lightly draped my arms over his shoulders. I dragged my lips over his and heard an almost inaudible gasp come from him as I licked his lower lip. He brought his hand to my stomach, probably to push me away but I moved in closer, making his hand move higher up my body. "Just touch me baby," I whispered into his lips before sucking his bottom lip. Shane's brow furrowed and his mouth opened allowing me to lick his lip. His hands pushed up my body, half trying to push me away half trying to touch more of me. I grabbed his hand and slid it upwards until he was touching my tit. His fingertips moved across my nipple and he exhaled deeply before cupping my tit in his big hand. I moved my hand away from his dropping it lower, allowing him to touch me by himself. I slid my hand between us, until I felt his hardness. I kissed him hard and he squeezed my breast making me moan as I finally touched him. I ran my hand up and down his hard cock. His uniform was stretched around the bulge that I had created. We heard Nancy coming down the stairs. I pulled away from him but I continued to rub his cock through his pants for just a second more. I ran my finger over his lips, showing him that my lip-gloss was smeared across his lips. He licked his lips as I stepped away from him and zipped up my sweater. Just as Nancy turned the corner I was filling up a pot with water. "Hi Morgan. Bobby is a little fussy tonight, I think he's teething." She said, not really acknowledging me. Shane was gone. I put the pot on the stove and stood behind the island in the kitchen so Nancy couldn't see my shorts. Thankfully I looked busy enough that she didn't hand him to me. Shane came back, looking as put together as he was when he answered the door. We said our goodbyes and they promised to be home by midnight. Bobby was a perfect little angel. He had his bottle and was asleep within the hour, leaving me with little to do. The nanny cam, disguised as a teddy bear was missing. I didn't know if it was because Shane felt different about watching me now or if it was because Nancy wanted to look at the footage. Whatever the reason, it left me completely bored. After cleaning up the kitchen I decided to sit down and watch TV. I grabbed my phone as I sank down into the couch and saw I had a few texts. My heart beat faster when I saw some were from Shane. Shane: You can't do that while she's around. Shane: I lose all control when I'm around you. I was seconds away from taking you right there in the kitchen . . . you don't know what you do to me. I wasn't sure what to say. I wasn't sure if he was mad or just stating the obvious. I shouldn't have done that while she was home. I knew that. I paced around the house, trying to decide what to say. Before I knew it, I was in his office. I sat down in his chair and nervously flipped my phone around in my hand. Me: I just needed to touch you. I had to feel your hands on me. You made me so wet and I need more. I stared at my phone for a few minutes but he didn't respond. I flipped my phone in my hand again; the anticipation was driving me mad. I saw his laptop sitting on his desk and I opened it. He was already signed in and I wondered if I could leave him a picture or if Nancy also used it. I opened his camera but there weren't any pictures, I doubt he had ever used it. Maybe his search history would tell me if Nancy used his laptop as well. I opened his browser to check his history. What am I doing!!? This is such an invasion of his privacy. Don't do it! I did. His history had been cleared a few days before but he had clicked on the same link three days in a row. It was just the one link. He hadn't even searched for it. I clicked on it. "Busty babysitter gets fucked hard." I looked around the room as my face flushed. My heart raced. I felt like I could be caught at any second. I pressed play. The girl looked like she was my age and the guy was older maybe in his 30's. It was a typical babysitter porno. She wore tight little pink shorts, a tight white tank top with a pink bra underneath, knee high socks and white sneakers. He was lecturing to her about how inappropriate her outfit was and she was begging him not to fire her. She told him she would do anything he wanted as long as he didn't fire her. A few seconds later she was rubbing her face against the bulge in his pants before she started to lick it. For the next fifteen minutes or so, she sucked his cock. He was gentle with her at first as she drooled and spit on his cock but by the end he was pulling on her pigtails while he fucked her throat. He pulled her mouth onto his cock and called her a bad girl, as she gagged. Finally he pushed her down onto the couch and slid his cock into her pussy. She called him "Daddy" as he fucked her and begged for more. I was shocked when the man pulled out of her and positioned his cock against her ass. The girl hesitated and told him that she had never done that before. He told her that this is what bad girls deserved. It wasn't long before her cries of pain turned to cries of pleasure. I almost had a heart attack when my phone buzzed. I quickly closed the browser and shut the laptop before I checked my phone. Shane: I need to fuck you tonight. He was more blunt than usual. I was already wet but now I was soaking. I quickly opened his laptop again and took a picture. I sent it to my phone and then paused. I contemplated sending it. I was on my knees in his chair with my legs spread and my ass sticking out. I had taken off my jacket and pulled my shorts down a bit, showing him that I wasn't wearing any panties. I decided against sending it. I didn't want him to know that I was in his office invading his privacy. I ran to the bathroom and took another picture. This time I was topless cupping one of my tits as I looked at him through the mirror and took the picture with my other hand. I hit send. Me: Attachment: 1 Image Shane: Fuck that. I need you now. We're headed back. I quickly removed any evidence of me snooping through his office. By the time they got home I was sitting on the couch watching TV, trying to look uninterested. "How was the ceremony?" I asked as Nancy and Shane walked in. "Boring, as always," Nancy snipped before taking off her heels. "I'm just going to get out of this uniform and I'll drive you home Morgan." Shane said, rolling his eyes at Nancy. "Move," Nancy grumbled as she brushed passed him into the kitchen. Shane looked toward the ceiling and let out a long exhale before heading up the stairs. Tensions were running high. I stood in the hallway staring at my shoes and picking at the fringe on my shorts, trying to be anywhere but there. Nancy came out of the kitchen holding a bottle of white wine and a glass in the same hand. I apologized for not having a car and made small talk with her, as Shane dressed upstairs. She gave me a few looks when she noticed my shorts, but didn't say anything about them. Nancy was such an unpleasant person and the more time I spent with her the more I disliked her. On top of her disagreeable attitude she was rude and all together just . . . negative. "I'm going to bed," she said passing Shane on the stairs. We both heard her throwing pillows into the hallway before the door slammed and the sound of a lock clicked, echoing through the massive house. Shane took another long breath as he stared at the staircase. Then his head turned and his eyes narrowed as he looked at me. I tried to smile at him but it came out more of a wince, he just grinned. My heart began to beat faster as he walked toward me and spun me around. He grabbed my hips and walked me towards the bathroom that I had taken the picture in. Shane pushed the door closed behind us and locked eyes with me in the mirror. Gone was the safe, cautious Shane, I stared into the eyes of a ravenous man. "Unzip your sweater." He ordered. I looked up at the ceiling as if I could see Nancy from the floor below. I now felt like I had to be the voice of reason. So I hesitated for a moment but, Shane pulled my body into his and I could feel his cock harden against me. I slowly unzipped my sweater until it was open to my belly button. "All the way." He waited and watched me as I unzipped all the way. His expression was hard and before I could react he ripped my sweater down off of my shoulders and flipped the ends over my arms, pulling my elbows back and trapping my hands behind me. He held his makeshift cuffs tightly with one hand while his other moved up my abdomen, then squeezed my naked breast. My eyelids became heavy as my mouth parted and I moaned at his roughness. His hand moved higher and softly tightened around my throat, pulling my head to the side and he scraped his teeth against my neck. My eyes closed completely as I relished the feeling. I didn't even notice my shorts unbuttoning and sliding down my legs until my arms were pulled tightly behind me once again. I panicked as I heard a click from a lock coming from the upstairs. "Shane," I breathed his name trying to warn him as my heart skipped another beat. My eyes must have expressed sheer terror as he ignored the sound of his wife walking down the stairs and bent me over the sink. Adrenaline coursed through my body as I heard Nancy walk down the hallway toward the bathroom. Shane rubbed his cock against my pussy and then slowly pushed into me. It was then that I realized how wet I was. I could feel my wetness dripping down my thighs. With my body against the cold marble counter, my arms pulled behind my back, and my head turned to the side; I could see Nancy's silhouette as she passed by the bathroom door. A wave of heat rushed through me and I had to bite my lip to stifle a moan that begged to escape as Shane pushed all the way into me. My pussy gushed and I had to bite down even harder so I wouldn't scream out in pleasure. Shane began to fuck me hard and fast the way that I liked. His breath alone told me how good my pussy felt squeezing his cock. I could feel myself building up to an explosive orgasm as he pounded me. His cock moved in and out of me savagely. We both heard Nancy walking back down the hallway toward the bathroom and Shane turned on the faucet to muffle the sounds of him fucking me. Then he grabbed me by my hair, pulling my head back until I could see him in the mirror and he fucked me even harder. I came instantly. I pushed my body back against his and wiggled my ass as I tried to feel every inch of him. My orgasm was earth-shattering, I had never felt that way before. He quickly released my hands and grabbed my tits as I felt him cum inside of me. In the days following it occurred to me that I had been used to get back at Nancy and I was more than a little conflicted. I wondered if I was just a distraction from his shitty marriage. Maybe he was tired or maybe he was drunk but when he dropped me off that night, for the first time he treated me like a disposable mistress. I wanted to get back at him. I wanted him to feel as shitty as I felt. I wanted him to ache for me. More so, I wanted to feel the high of him fucking me like that again. I refused to contact him first, in the week that followed. The time spent away from him was excruciating. I fantasized about him fucking me. I dreamed about sucking his dick. I had no idea what he was thinking but I wanted him to be completely wrapped up in me, the way I was with him. And so I hatched my plan. I was his fantasy and he needed to be reminded of that. I was the hot young babysitter with big tits and a tight little pussy. Fuck the way he treated me. The Babysitter Ch. 1 Justine dropped her novel on the couch with a sigh and looked around the silent room again. She was bored, bored, bored. The novel couldn't hold her interest anymore, the radio was just clashing noise and the television had lost it's appeal hours ago. There was never anything on television on Saturday nights; everyone went out on Saturday nights. Only geeks and good little girls who still babysat stayed home on Saturday nights. She sighed and strolled to the window to peer out at the driving rain again, hoping against hope that Mr. Walker would suddenly arrive home and relieve her. Fat chance. All she saw was her own sullen face framed by auburn ringlets and stormy blue eyes. She sighed and shut the curtains. He had called an hour ago to say the business party was still going and he was expected to stay. Could she spend the night? Then he offered her a bonus and she couldn't refuse. College began in the fall and she had to contribute half of her tuition and expenses; her parents would cover the other half. Not that she would have argued with that. For eighteen years, Justine had been the perfect dutiful daughter, doing exactly what was expected of her. She picked up her coffee mug and snack plates and took them to the kitchen. It took all of 2 minutes to clean up her little mess and she came back into the living room. With a sigh, she decided to go up and check on the girls. At least, if she had to babysit, she couldn't ask for nicer charges, she thought with a smile. John Walker was a widower whose young wife, Julie, had passed away two years ago from breast cancer, leaving him with their two girls, Amy and Michelle, now 8 and 10. Both girls were pretty, blond and blue-eyed like their mother had been and very well-behaved. They had their moments, but both obeyed her immediately she asked something of them. They had gone straight to bed at 8 o'clock and she knew they would still be sleeping, but it was something to do. As she expected, both blond heads were snuggled against their pillows and soft snores filled the room. She sighed and slipped back out of their room quietly. As she closed the door, she glimpsed Mr. Walker's bedroom door ajar. Curiosity got the better of her and, instead of shutting the door, she pushed it open and peeked into the room. In the last year or so of babysitting for the man, she had never looked inside his private domain and she felt a little guilty now for doing so, but that didn't stop her from pushing the door open and strolling into the room for a better look. It was definitely a man's room all in a deep blue hue, the bed covered in a plain blue comforter and matching sheets. Not a stray item out of place anywhere, the room contained only the bed, one dresser and a desk in the corner with a laptop on it. Justine closed the door until it was just ajar and moved to the dresser, running her finger over it idly, noting that there was no dust even; Mr. Walker was a very fastidious man, it would seem. It was in keeping with the rest of the house though. Even with two active children, the house always seemed neat as a pin. The only item on the dresser was a picture frame containing a picture of the entire Walker family before Julie's death. She traced a finger over the frame looking at their happy faces; such a tragedy for them all. She had never seen Mr. Walker with another woman in the whole time she had been sitting for him. All his absences appeared to be business-related. He really was quite good-looking and his whole face was alight in the picture as he smiled with his young wife and children. She thought he was around 30 although these days he seemed older, more somber. On a whim, she opened the top drawer and smiled as she saw all this boxers and socks neatly folded and placed in rows. He probably had sex by the numbers, too, she thought and giggled. Not that she was any judge of how it should be done. Although she had her share of kisses and light petting, Justine was still a virgin. She sighed again. It was all in keeping with her good girl image, of course. For some reason, she was restless these days. She was feeling a need to break free from her everyday life. Justine put it down to the end of school and the short summer stretching out before she left for college. Turning to the desk, she flipped the standby button and the screen sprung to life, revealing a plain Windows desktop and standard icons. "It figures," she murmured. The man didn't appear to have a creative spark in him beyond his work which she vaguely recalled was in advertising or something. She pushed the Internet connection and the browser opened up, revealing a popular news site. Justine clicked on the address bar and looked at the history of sites he'd been on recently. "Hello," she said aloud, "And what have you been up to, Mr. Walker?" She saw several sex sites listed in the history and clicked on one of them. Immediately she was taken to a members-only area and realized he had cached his password. This could be interesting, she thought, as she sat down to view the screen closer. The screen welcomed John Walker and told him he had email. Justine didn't go to the mail section; she knew he would know someone had read his mail since most mail only remained marked as new until you opened it. Instead, she clicked on one of his preferred links and the screen flashed as the media player opened. Justine's mouth fell open as the movie began and a naked couple appeared on the screen. The woman was astride the man and bouncing up and down as his large hands covered her breasts. Her head was tossed back and they were both encouraging each other in extreme sexual talk. She had never seen anything like this and leaned forward in fascination as the hardcore sex continued, the camera switching between the couple's faces, genitalia and then drawing back for a full picture. The noises they were making, the sounds of their bodies and voices along with the movement was very exciting and she moved her legs together as she felt the tingles starting between her legs. When they reached the climax and their voices became more strident, Justine leaned back in amazement. That was so amazing, she thought, as she viewed the now frozen picture of the couple from the last shot. Mr. Walker certainly had some secrets, she giggled, as she clicked off the movie and checked the next link. A new movie opened in the media player and Justine leaned forward again. A shapely blonde was naked on her knees between the knees of an equally naked male with him seated on the couch. She was licking his cock in long strokes, looking up at him; he was looking back, stroking her hair. Again, this couple was talking as they performed and Justine felt her body responding. What was happening to her? She had enjoyed boys' attentions before, kissing them passionately and letting them feel her breasts and she had become excited, although she never allowed them to put their hands on her pussy. Again, that good girl image had taken over. But then, she had never felt such strong desires pulling at her with them. As she watched the blonde's mouth slide over his cock, her head bobbing up and down and listened to the man encourage her, she felt the heat pooling in her pussy. Almost unconsciously, her hand slid between her legs, under her dress to press against her mound, pushing her damp panties against her clit. Justine sighed quietly as she moved her fingers in slight circles, still watching the couple. The man pulled the blonde up onto the couch and was kneeling between her legs now, licking and stroking her pussy. The blonde had her legs in the air, holding them wide open with her hands and telling him how he was making her feel. Justine slipped her panties to the side and moaned as her finger slid along her wet pussy lips and dipped in to caress her hardening clit. She stroked it in cadence with the man's tongue as he licked the blond, pushing her own legs wide apart under the desk to give her fingers freedom to move. The blonde began moaning louder and crying out in orgasm and Justine felt fresh juices flow from her own pussy as she watched in fascination. The man pushed up from his knees and grabbed her legs, putting them against his shoulders as he reached down and grasped his hard cock, bigger than anything Justine had imagined and guided it to the blonde's pussy. The blonde cried out for him to "Fuck me" and his cock disappeared into her pussy with one hard thrust. Justine felt the answering pull in her own pussy as he fucked the blonde with quick, hard strokes, eliciting cries from the woman. The blonde kept up a steady stream of encouragement between cries, alternately demanding and begging that he fuck her and Justine felt herself wishing she could switch places and feel that hard cock inside her. The last thought was the impetus she needed as her finger stroked quickly over her clit and her orgasm burst over her. Justine shudder and sighed quietly, exactly as she had done for years of masturbating in the dark of her own room. Good girls did not do this, she knew, but it felt so damned good! The couple on screen, on the other hand, were screaming and moaning loudly as they both came for the camera and Justine felt a prick of envy as they let it all out in ways she could not. For a moment, she felt a prick of guilt at her snooping and masturbating right at Mr. Walker's own desk. She pulled her fingers from her panties and shut down the browser, going into the settings to delete the history first to cover her tracks. With a sigh, she pushed the standby button again and pushed the chair back in as she stood to survey the room. Her eyes fell on the neatly-made bed and she wandered over, her hand lightly stroking the comforter up to the pillow. She sat on the edge lightly and kicked off her shoes then lay back on the pillow and spread her arms out on the bed. It was so comfortable, just firm enough and the feather pillows let her head sink lightly. She turned her head to the side and looked at the set of pillows there, probably placed only by habit from sharing a bed with his wife for so many years. Justine reached out to touch the other pillow lightly and saw Mr. Walker's face in her mind, imagining him laying there, a smile on his face instead of the somber look he wore most of the time. Her fingers moved as if tracing his lips and she sighed as she imagined his hands reaching for her, drawing her body close and his mouth closing over hers in a passionate kiss. Her hand slide down her waist as his would, sliding along her thigh to the hem of her dress and slipping under it, caressing her bare thigh as it slid back up, pulling the dress with it. The computer images flashed through her mind replacing their faces with hers and John Walker's and she shut her eyes tightly to hold the image. Running her tongue over her lips, she imagined it was his tongue, his hand sliding across her belly causing her nerve endings to stand on end and her pussy to moisten again. She spread her legs apart as she lay back, slipping her fingers along her panty waistband, letting her nails rake her skin lightly. A moan escaped as her mind continued to generate the fantasy; in her mind's eye, she saw John Walker's hand pushing her panties down slowly and she lifted her hips off the bed to pull them off herself. It was his hand she saw travelling back up her inner leg, lighting caressing her inner thigh, tracing the crease and brushing against her tightly curled hairs on her pussy. Justine lifted her hips off the bed again with a gasp as she slipped her finger between her wet, swollen pussy lips and across her sensitive clit. Her breathing increased as did the moistness below as her finger slid down to slip inside. Her tight virgin pussy gripped her finger, sucking it in and she moved it around, twisting it and rubbing her sensitive inner walls, pulling the sweet juices out and back up to her clit. Circling it slowly, she arched her back at the sweet sensations travelling through her body. "Yes, yes, John, lick my pussy," she moaned as her fantasy took flight. She bent her knees up and spread her legs wider, her fingers moving swiftly over her clit as she imagined his tongue, licking and probing her young pussy. Justine tossed her head back and forth on the pillow, her pelvis bucking as her fingers stroked and rubbed her swollen clit, driving her onwards to her orgasm. She had never had a fantasy this real before and her young body was responding as never before. Her breath quickened, small whimpers filling the air as she pushed two fingers into her tight pussy and reached down to finger her clit with her other hand. It was all she needed to drive herself over the edge and she drove her hips into the air as her finger moved faster on her clit, cumming over the fingers inside her pussy. "Ah yes, yes, oh my God," she moaned, her fingers flying over her clit to extend the feeling as long as possible. At last she shuddered to a stop, lowering her shaking hips to the bed and rubbing her ass down into the comforter. Justine opened her eyes briefly and looked around the room in a daze. She had never cum like that before; it had never seemed so real. She shut her eyes with a smile as her fingers slowly rubbed her tender clit and stroked her pussy inside. If only John Walker knew how he had just made her feel, she thought with a giggle, ending in a big yawn. She wondered what kind of a lover he was and had been with his wife. That was the last thought on her mind as her breathing slowed and she drifted off to sleep, her fingers stilling, but not moving from her pussy. Downstairs, a key scraped in the lock, the front door swung open and John Walker slipped quietly into his house. He was so glad the party ended early than he had thought and he was certain Justine would be happy to get off earlier than she thought. Part 2 to follow ... where is the babysitter? The Babysitter Ch. 1 It was a cool night in October, my wife and I had just gotten home from seeing the late movie. We walked into the house and our baby-sitter was asleep on the couch. She is wearing a loose fit crop top and stretch pants. I noticed that one of her perky little tits are almost poking out of her top as she lay there. My wife tells me to wake her up and take her home, she is going to go to bed as she has to get up early tomorrow. She heads up the stairs for bed, as I walk into the living room to wake the baby-sitter. I stood there for a few minutes letting my mind wander as I looked at her sexy, sweet body. I got a raging hard on as I thought about what her tender pussy tasted like. I bent over her and raised her top a little more so I could see her perky tit. Her nipples were hard and standing to attention. I couldn't help myself, as I reached up and touched her nipple. She let out a small moan, I knew she was liking it. I then leaned down and took a nipple in my mouth and sucked lightly on it and nibbled it between my teeth. She woke up at that time, smiled, and said "That feels good." I suggested that we leave the house and go somewhere before I take her home. So, she got up off the couch and stretched, as she did her top went all the way up and both her beautiful tits peeked at me. She noticed how hard my cock was and gave it a squeeze saying how much she would love to have it in her mouth. As we were driving to a secluded spot, which we went to often, she reached over and took my cock out of my pants. She went down on me and stuck it in her mouth. She started sucking on just the head moving her tongue around the tip. Then she took the whole thing down her throat, I could feel her throat muscles as she sucked. I let out a moan of approval. She worked her way back up slowly flicking her tongue everywhere, when she got to the head of it, she gave it a light kiss and went back down again real slow. She milked my cock as I drove. We got to the spot were I could park the car and take off our clothes. As she took off her top she grabbed one of her tits and pinched her nipple hard. She let out a moan. She took off her pants and I watched with anticipation as I wanted to get my tongue on that sweet, wet, pussy of hers. She was naked laying in the back of mini-van. I got my clothes off and crawled back with her. My mouth met with hers and our tongues started exploring each others. I was so horny I thought I would explode right there. I gently kissed her neck working my way down to her rock hard nipples. I took a nipple into my mouth and bit softly and rolled it with my teeth. As my hand was playing with her other tit. I worked my way down to her smooth stomach kissing and licking my way to the treasure that awaits for me. I touched the top of her small pubic patch, that she keeps trimmed, and her hips pushed up towards my face, begging for me to lick her soft pink pussy. I parted her legs and I could smell her sweet aroma and my tongue started watering. I brushed my hand along the inside of her thigh lightly with my fingers, down to her knee and then back up slowly & lightly causing goose bumps to appear. As my tongue touched her soft folds, she moaned again rocking her hips. Her pussy was so hot and wet, I was going to lap up every ounce of her love juice. I started moving my tongue up her soft pussy lips circling the clit as I move back down for another taste. I stick my tongue deep into her hot cunt wanting all of her sweet nectar. I move back up to her swollen clit, I can feel it throbbing, at the same time, I put a finger inside her dripping pussy. Fucking her with my finger, then 2 fingers. I wrapped my lips around her swollen nub and sucked it while flicking my tongue over it. My tongue then moves back down to her lips tasting that sweet juice. I reach up with my pussy drenched fingers and start rubbing her clit. She is starting to quiver, I know she is getting close to cumming. I move back up to her clit and suck harder as my fingers dive back into her hot cunt, fucking her faster. She starts trembling and moaning loud saying "OH YES I, AM, CUMMING" Her hips start bucking and I hold on, not letting go as she fucks my face. After she has calmed, I stick my tongue inside her pussy so I can drink all her cum. I savor every drop and lick her pussy clean. I kiss my way back up her firm stomach and nibble on her neck, finding her earlobe I whisper "damn, your pussy taste good." I kiss her so she can taste how sweet she is and her tongue is going crazy in my mouth trying to get as much of her sweetness as she can. She laps at my face and chin to make sure she has cleaned me off completely. She looks up at me and smiles, saying "you were wonderful, now lay back." As I lie back my eyes slowly closed and I feel her soft hands touch my hard cock. She is stroking very slow and gentle. She leans down and kisses the head and then licks it. She parts her lips and my cock disappears into her hot, wet mouth. I gasp for breath as she slides it down her throat. The feeling is so remarkable, I feel as if this is heaven I am ready to go. She reaches down and puts my balls in her hands and gives them a gentle squeeze as she is sucking. She brings her mouth back to the tip and then her tongue is going down the underneath of my shaft to my balls. She takes one ball into her mouth and sucks. Her hand is now pumping my cock. She licks so soft on her way back up, then engulfing my cock like her last meal. She starts sucking and licking and I arch my back at the sensations she is causing. She has a wonderful mouth! Her fingernails go going down my inner thigh, not hard, but just the right amount of pressure to send chills down my spine. Then she drags her nails back up my other thigh to my throbbing cock. Wraps her hand around the shaft and strokes it while she watches my Pre-cum ooze out. She takes the tip of her tongue and touches it and draws her head back slowly to make a thin white string from my cock to her mouth. With one quick motion my cock goes into her mouth all the way to my balls. It takes my breathe away and I moan. She starts sucking me faster and harder, playing with my balls at the same time. Then as fast as she started ... she stopped and looked up at me. I thought I was going to explode right then. She knew I was close to shooting my load and she wasn't ready for me to do that yet. She smiled at me and said "I want to taste you, but not yet." I lay there with my cock pounding from the blood build up thinking I need to cum soon. She crawls up and kisses me passionately, with her tongue exploring my mouth. As she climbs on top of me she places her tit in my face for me to suckle. She lowers herself onto my hard cock and places the head at the opening, not letting me penetrate her just yet. GOD, SHE TEASING ME SO BAD! I can feel the heat from her steamy cunt and it makes my cock twitch with delight, knowing I am going to be inside that tight hole of hers soon. Then she lets just the head poke in and feel her insides. Fucking just the head with her sweet young pussy, I couldn't take much more. I rammed my cock into her with one hard thrust and it went to the hilt making her moan loudly. I started fucking her like a mad man pounding that tight little hole of hers. Her tits were bouncing with the rhythm as I fucked her. Her juices were making my cock shine and very slippery. She started grinding her hips and I knew she was nearing another orgasm. Her head tossed backwards and she let out a scream of passion. OHHHHH YESSSSS BABY FUCK ME, FUCK ME!! Her orgasm was intense and she collapsed onto my chest. I slowed down and eased out of her laying there caressing her back. She went down and started licking off all the cum she had left on me. Moaning the whole time I could tell she liked the taste of her sweet nectar. She was sucking and licking my cock so fast and furious my breathing got shallow and I said "here it comes baby" she took my cock half way and started massaging my nuts trying to pump my love juice out for her to taste. A few seconds later I shot a load of hot jism into her awaiting mouth and hit the back of her throat. She was swallowing as fast as I was cumming but it was still to much for her to take. Some ran down her chin and dripped onto her stiff nipple. After I shot my load, she licked my cock clean not wanting to waste a drop. She reached down with her finger and scooped up the cum off her tit and fed it to her hungry mouth. Licking her lips she said "I love the taste of your cum, it is so sweet" she sucked her fingers clean making sure she got it all. Kissing her way up stopping at my nipples, she gave each one a quick lick then came up and kissed me. I said "I had better get you home so your Mom doesn't worry too much" She pouted and looked at me with lust in her eyes. Her eyes were telling me she wanted more. I took both my hands and cradled her face, looking into her eyes and said "we will need a baby-sitter again next weekend" We got dressed and I drove her home while she lay her head in my lap lightly stroking my dick through my jeans. We got a couple blocks from her house and I stopped. Gave her a long, deep, passionate kiss. Drove into her driveway and said "see you next weekend." She smiled and said "I can hardly wait." She got out of the mini-van and I watched that cute ass walk up the steps and disappear into the house. The Babysitter Ch. 2 Gina's Revenge How could I have resisted? Surely Gina would understand when I told her why I stood her up. The eigthteen year old senior in high school who lives across the street had come over to babysit my daughter, but she had been upset. I had no choice but to comfort her poor tortured soul. When I finished sucking her pussy and released her, her chest was still heaving as she recovered from her orgasm. I stood up and marveled at her spent little figure. She did not even see me take off my black panties as she lay there hugging herself in a little ball. When she had recovered a little more, she jumped up and hugged me. I kissed her again, but this time her tounge met mine as our lips pressed together. "Oh, what can I do to thank you, Miss Andrews?" the estatic girl whispered. "It's funny that you ask, sweetie," I said as I twirled around and sat down on the sofa with my legs spread as wide as hers had been a minute ago. As the young girl nervously stared at my neatly trimmed pussy, I smiled up at her and said, "You'll have to stay and eat!" "You want me to do what you did to me to you?" she asked nervously. "Yes sweetie," I smiled at her. Her small boby was pale in the half-light of my living room and her sparse pubic hairs were still matted wet with her come and my saliva. As she stared at my pussy I spread my lips with my fingers and pointed to my swollen clit. "Right there baby," I said, "Just put your tounge right there." Tentatively the young girl knelt between my legs. Bending her head down, she let her hair fall into her face and over her eyes as she brought her tounge to my clit. I raised my hips off off the couch and pressed my pussy into her innocent face as I began to feel the blood rush to my groin. I could tell by Becky's technique that she had never done this before, but I could also tell from her vigor that she would be doing at again and again to many different women for the rest of her life. The thought of being young Becky's first was really turning me on and my orgasm was building higher and higher. I was in some kind of daze of lust, and I did not ever hear the Harley Davidson pull up and stop in front of my house. My heart nearly stopped when my girlfriend, Gina, walked through the front door. I was frozen with fear. I was caught! Young Becky, who had not even realized Gina was there, continued to lick my wet pussy as Gina stared on with disdain. She looked very imposing in her black leather jeans and her white men's tank top, her short sandy hair slightly tousled by the wind on the ride over, her green eyes aflame with jealousy. After what seemed like forever she finally said, "So this is the babysitter I take it?" Becky litterally jumped from my open crotch, turned around, tried to cover her youthful nude body with her arms, and looked at Gina in utter fear. "Oh my God who is that?" she said in shock. "Who am I?" Gina said, "Who the fuck are you? And who told you you could eat my girlfriend's pussy?" Gina's face was flushed with anger and her nipples were hard beneath the muscle shirt. "Gina..I..I'm sorry.." I stammered, "I thought you would understand..I..din't know..I mean.." "Shut your mouth Leanne," Gina said to me more calmly than I expected. "I wasn't talking to you yet. I was talking to your little friend." I nodded. I knew better than to tempt her fury by even apologizing for speaking out. I was in big trouble. "So?" Gina turned back to little Becky, "Who the fuck are you?" "B..B..Becky.." she stuttered, "I'm the babysitter." "Really?" Gina said, "You look more like the horny little slut who seduced my girlfriend into standing me up tonight." Becky looked down at her feet. "Well Becky," Gina continued, "Leanna is in big trouble. Let's see if it was worth it.." I could see Gina's tone change as she said that last sentence. She was no longer angry. She had put that aside. Now she was cold, calculating, and in control. She was going to get even. "Well come here." Gina said to Becky, "Let's have a look at you.." Becky just sat there. She did not know what to do. "Get up and walk over here you little bitch!" Gina said. Becky did as she was told. "Put your arms down and let me see that little body," Gina ordered. Again Becky did as she was told. My pussy began to get wet again as I saw Gina caress Becky's little titties with the back of her hand. "My you have big nipples for such a little girl," Gina said to Becky as she pinched one of her plump nubs very hard. "Owwww!" Becky moaned and instinctively pulled away from her. Gina reacted to this by grabbing the back of her neck with one hand to hold her still while she shoved her other hand towards the young girl's crotch. "Please stop," Becky pleaded, but I knew from experience that it would not help her. "Mmmmm," Gina moaned as she forced her finger into Becky's tiny twat, "Very tight ..and still wet I see. Did she make you come Becky? Did my girlfriend make you come you little whore?" "Leave her alone!" I said, knowing it would cost me. "I seduced her. It was my fault Gina. I'm ready to be punished now." Gina just smiled, slid her finger out of the teenagers cunt, and walked towards the closet. She returned with two pairs of handcuffs, a collar and leash, and the nipple clamps that she knows I hate. "Okay sweetie," she said to me, "We will do it your way. I won't punish the kid." I sighed in relief for my young friend until I saw Gina handcuff her by one wrist to the banister of the stairs. "She is going to have to stay and watch though," Gina purred, "So she will know what will happen to her next time." Becky looked like she was about to cry as she watched Gina violently tear my black bra off and cuff my hands behind my back. She pushed me back onto the couch where she had found the younger girl eating my box. The cuffs pinched my wrists as the weight of my body fell on my arms beneath my back. As I winced in pain, still off gaurd from the cuffs pinching my wrists, Gina grabbed hold of my hard nipples, one in each hand, and squeezed them as hard as she could. I screamed in pain and she said, "Was that sweet little-girl pussy worth it Leanna?" Still holding on to my nipples tightly, Gina shook her hands back at forth rapidly, jerking and shaking my firm breasts from side to side in the process. When she was sure I could take no more titty torture, Gina let go of my breasts and grabbed a handful of pubic hair and gave it a swift tug upwards. I screamed anew and tears welled in the corners of my eyes. Gina walked slowly to where Becky was cuffed to the banister. "Do you want to be next love?" she said. Becky jusy shook her head no. "Good girl," Gina said as she undid her leather pants. Then I saw a flash of lust come over little Becky's eyes as Gina slid her pants off to reveal the large black strap-on cock she had been wearing underneath the whole time. Wearing only the strap-on and the tiny muscle shirt, Gina came back over to me and secured the nipple clamps to my sore tits. I winced as she fastened each one tightly into place. The next thing I knew Gina was holding onto the back of my head violently shoving the rubber cock in and out of my mouth. All I could see was the white of the shirt over her hard belly and the sandy curls of her pubic hairs beneath the harness as she held my head and forcefully fucked my face. She called me "Slut" "Bitch" and her "Little Whore" all the while as I choked and gargled and tried to breath. When I thought I could take the mouth-hole fucking no longer, Gina whipped the girl-cock out of my mouth and rolled me over. I knew what was coming next, but I only had a moment to prepare as she placed her hands on my ass checks, pulling them apart. I tried to grit my teeth, hold my breath, but nothing happened until the searing pain of the huge rubber cock being forced up my asshole was already present. Again I screamed in pain as my butch dyke girlfriend held me down and fucked my ass. My whole being felt stretched and full as she skillfully humped my butthole with a rythym that provided just the right amount of pain and pleasure. When my screams had stopped she slowed her rythym and the ass fucking became pleasurable, almost intamite. I felt the cool metal of her nipple rings against my skin as her bare breasts pressed into my back and her hips softly ground into mine. She slowed and slowed and slowed the humping until she came to a stop with the dildo as far up my ass as it would go. "Look," she whispered in my ear, and I opened my eyes to see little Becky across the room. Her left hand was cuffed to the banister, but her right hand was moving vigorously back and forth across her clit as she watched us fuck. "That is so beautiful," Gina said to me, "I almost don't blame you." We lay like that together watching the teenager frig off until she came. She looked embarassed at first when she opened her eyes after her orgasm, but then she smiled at us and we both knew she understood. Gina pulled her girl-cock out of my ass and undid my cuffs. As I rubbed my wrists, she pulled her leathers back on and undid Becky's cuffs. Becky did not take her eyes off Gina the whole time as Gina lead her by the hand over to the couch and said to me, "Leanne, Becky needs to borrow one of your dresses." "What?" I said, slowly realizing that I would be staying in tonight after all. I looked up to see the nude teenager staring at my bull dyke girlfriend with shear wonderment and utter lust. Gina smiled back at the younger girl, squeezed her hand, and said to me, "My date stood me up tonight, but I still have dinner reservations for two and little Becky here is going to need something to wear!" THE END The Babysitter Ch. 2 Downstairs, a key scraped in the lock, the front door swung open and John Walker slipped quietly into his house. He was so glad the party ended earlier than he had thought and he was certain Justine would be happy to get off earlier than she thought. He rubbed his tired eyes and looked into the empty living room. There was no sign of her and the television was still on. That was odd. Justine was the most responsible teenager he knew; he never came home to a mess and she took care of his two daughters beautifully. John flipped off the television and gave a weary yawn. Damn, these parties were worse than a twelve-hour day in the office! He usually spent the whole night dodging the office barracuda who seems to have made it her main mission in life to get him in the sack. He gave a short laugh; him and every other guy in the office. Shaking his head, he flicked off the light and headed for the kitchen. As expected, no trace of dinner remained and the room was spotless. He looked in the fridge and saw the leftover neatly packaged, but he wasn't hungry. He shut the door a little harder than he meant to. He was restless and didn't know why. Yes, he did know why but there wasn't anything he could do about it. Estelle may be a barracuda and he might not be interested in her, but she knew how to work a man up. He had torn himself away several times but he could still feel her teasing touch and his body was not unaffected. Even the porn he sometimes used to get off would be a relief for this hard cock tonight though. He sighed. His hand and a tube of lubricant couldn't take the place of a warm, wet pussy. John pulled down the bottle of Jack Daniels he kept in the kitchen. He wasn't a big drinker and had only had two glasses of wine at the party. He was always mindful that these affairs were business as well as pleasure. He's seen a couple of promising careers flung off the rails because people lost their heads at parties. He poured a finger of the amber liquid and slammed it down his throat. He needed to feel that burn tonight. The alcohol burned all the way down but it felt good. He poured another finger and screwed the lid back on, placing the bottle back on the top shelf. He took a sip as he left the kitchen, flicking off the light. Justine must have gone to bed, he decided. She knew the spare room was available. He checked the doors and headed up the stairs, shrugging off his suit jacket. He opened the girls' door and smiled at their blonde heads sound asleep in their beds. He kissed each girl on the forehead and closed their door quietly as he left. He didn't bother to check on Justine. It would probably freak her out to have him pop into the spare room unannounced. He flicked on the bathroom light so the girls would have a nightlight and left the door slightly ajar, heading for his own room. His stride slowed, the glass halfway to his mouth as he noticed his door ajar and the light on. He knew he had shut off the lights when he left earlier, but wasn't as sure about the door. He pushed the door open quietly and nearly dropped the glass at the sight within. His mouth dropped open and his jacket did fall to the floor. He grabbed it and moved into his room, casting a glance at his daughters' room as he did. John tossed his jacket to the chair, missing it completely, his eyes focused on Justine stretched out on his bed. He may have been having trouble taking the sight in, but his cock wasn't as it sprang to new life. He had been on edge all night, spurred on by Estelle's overt attempts to arouse him and this was the final card. He ran his eyes across her young body as she lay sprawled asleep on his bed. As the first shock passed, he took a deep sip of his drink as he noticed little details now. Her legs were spread slightly and both hands were resting on her young pussy. He moved closer and could see the wetness, smell the musky scent and knew that she had cum recently. He shook his head. She had masturbated here on his bed; the bed where he spent so many lonely nights with only his hand for company. He downed the last of the JD and placed the glass on the nightstand, his eyes never leaving her body. He glanced at her face and relaxed a little as she appeared to be sound asleep. "God," he muttered as he adjusted his pants to give his hardening cock more room. Had it been so long that he would be looking at this little girl with such lust? No, not little, he amended as his eyes brushed her young, nubile breasts hidden from his view by her sundress. He knew she was eighteen. "Legal," the devil on his shoulder whispered in his ear. "Shut up," he said absently, his eyes traveling down to her spread legs again. He loosened his tie and tugged it from his collar as he sat gingerly on the side of the bed. His eyes flew to her face, but she didn't stir and he relaxed. His cock was straining against his pants and he absently rubbed it as he let his eyes travel down her body slowly. He groaned as he saw the moist droplets still clinging to her fingers and hairs. His hand seemed to have a will of its own as he stretched it out and gently stroked her hairs lightly, bringing the moisture back to his mouth. He shut his eyes briefly at the sweet, musky scent as it filled his nostrils, his tongue wrapping around his finger to taste her. In that moment, he was lost and knew he wouldn't hold back his burgeoning desires. He moved off the side of the bed, nearly ripping his buttons out in his haste to remove his shirt. He kicked off his shoes as he rounded the foot of the bed and cursed as his big toe made contact with the footboard. Holding back an yell of pain, his eyes fell on the door and he moved swiftly to shut and lock it. If Justine wanted to leave, he would have no choice but to let her, but he didn't want his girls looking in accidentally. He shrugged out of his shirt and dropped it to the floor, reaching down to yank off his socks. He hesitated as his hands reached his pants; his erection was almost painful, straining against the material. He decided to leave them on so as not to frighten her too much if she awoke. He told himself he only wanted a taste and then he would stop. John moved around the foot of the bed to stand beside where Justine's feet lay. He lightly ran his finger along her calf, stilling as she moved a little. When her breathing didn't change and her eyes remained closed, he moved again, placing one knee on the bed, close to the foot and shifted his weight onto it, pulling his other leg up so he now knelt between her open legs. He watched her face, but she seemed to be sleeping normally and not affected by his movements on the bed. Placing his hands on the bed, he slid them slowly palm down under her thighs until his forearms rested against her inner thighs. Then, using gentle pressure, he pushed her thighs open wider, watching as her wet pussy opened further to his view. Her hands fell away with his movements, exposing all of her pink flesh and he feasted on the sight, running his tongue over his suddenly dry lips. He could see and smell her recent excitement and knew that she had enjoyed herself more than once. Her sweet cum was still running out of her open slit, her inner thighs and ass wet with it. Unable to resist any longer, John leaned down and breathed her scent in deeply. His cock leapt in response and anticipation of slipping inside that hot, wet pussy. He wouldn't go that far though, he told himself. He just wanted to taste her. He stretched his tongue out and slid it between her young, swollen lips, running it slowly down to her slit. He shuddered as the flavor spread through his mouth. Pressing his tongue flat against her slit, he dipped it inside slightly, then dragged it up to her clit, rubbing against the hard little nub. Justine sighed in her sleep and he felt her spread her legs further. Even in her sleep, she could feel his tongue and he wondered what dreams this was causing her. He grinned and glanced at her sleeping face briefly. She tasted so damned good; he wanted to give her pleasure now. He ran his tongue back down her lips, sucking them in between his lips then releasing them, watching the blood engorge and flow out. Julie had loved him going down on her and he knew how to give pleasure like this. John ran his hands lightly along her inner thighs, just over the skin, slowly back and forth, moving with the same tempo as his tongue between her pussy lips. He felt her moving restlessly under his hands, her nerves jumping beneath his fingers and he smiled. He dipped his tongue into her hot entrance again, probing deeper, pulling the honey out and rolling it into his mouth. He heard her sigh again, a low moan slipping between her lips. He pressed his tongue flat against her slit, feeling the nerves in her pussy throb against it. Even in her sleep, she was so turned on he could feel it. More confident in her response now, he gently lifted her legs and placed them on his shoulders, burying his nose into her wet curls and letting her scent fill him. He pushed his tongue far into her pussy, spreading it inside to fill her. God, she was tight! Sliding his tongue out, he ran it back up to her throbbing clit and rubbed it gently. His hands trembled slightly as he slid them under her ass to push her body up, pushing her pussy onto his face. One part of him was so aware of the trouble this could bring on him, but another part no longer cared. All it cared about was the tight young pussy in his face. He groaned and slid one hand up between her pussy lips, rubbing it in the juices as his lips closed over her hard clit. Sucking it hard between his lips, he slid one finger against her slit, spreading her juices over it before pushing it into that hot entrance. Her pussy grabbed his finger, sucking it deeper into the tight recesses until it was buried to the second knuckle. John twisted it as he continued to suck on her clit. He could hear her breathing increase and, opening his eyes, he saw her breasts rising and falling as her excitement grew. He knew he was taking a chance, but he wanted to taste more of that sweet cum on his tongue; he wanted to be the one to drive her over the edge. He felt her pussy gripping his finger and slid it a little deeper stopping only when a barrier appeared. He pressed against it and realized it must be her hymen; she was a virgin, he thought, amazed at the possibility. That thought alone almost stopped him and he pulled back only to feel her hands curl into his hair and tug him down again. His eyes flew to her face and he thrilled to see the unique combination of ecstasy and frustration there. He knew she was close to her orgasm then and resolved to at least go that far. He raked his teeth lightly across her clit and her body jumped against him, a moan escaping her lips as her hands pushed his head firmly into her pussy. Even in her sleep she knew what she wanted, he thought with amusement. Not one to disappoint, John began slowly thrusting his finger in and out of her tight pussy, twisting it against the inner walls as he nibbled and sucked her clit. His reward was in her hot juices, flowing over his finger and he lapped eagerly, taking long strokes to pull the juices back to her clit. Her moans were increasing and he knew she was close. He slid his other hand between her ass cheeks, grazing his fingertips across her tight rosebud there. He felt the wetness there as it had dripped from her pussy and he slid his finger back and forth, spreading it over the brown entrance and pressing against it with every stroke. Her legs tightened over his shoulders as she pushed up, away from the new invader, but he didn't stop. Pressing his finger firmly against the wet hole, he bit down lightly on her clit and she let out a gasp as his finger pushed inside the tight ring. He pulled her clit into his mouth again, sucking and rubbing it quickly with his tongue as he worked a finger into each of her holes. He felt her body tremble all over and doubled his efforts, pushing her over the edge. Justine woke with a start and let out a short scream as a tremendous orgasm swept over her. She locked her legs against something hard and warm and rode the wave, tossing her head back and forth as she bucked her hips. She felt something hot and wet moving against her pussy and slammed up against it, willing the sensations to continue. John sucked and nibbled her clit through her orgasm, his fingers pistoning as she rode out her orgasm. When her soft moans began to abate, he slowed his fingers, rubbing his tongue gently over her swollen clit before sliding down to lap at the juices flowing over and around his finger in her pussy. Justine whimpered as his tongue assailed her hot pussy, still throbbing from her orgasm. Her body was a mass of exposed nerve endings and she didn't know whether to clasp him closer or push him away. Him! Her eyes flew open as she realized this was no dream and she gasped at the sight of John Walker on his knees between her spread legs, his face buried in her pussy. A blush suffused her face and spread down her body slowly as she saw the wanton picture she made. Her bare legs were thrown over his back, bent and locked around his neck so her pussy was spread wide and close to his face. Her dress was up around her hips and she could see one of her nipples had worked its way out of the top of her dress to poke impudently at the ceiling. She let out a cry as she saw her hands clutching his head and pushing it down into her pussy. Justine hurriedly pulled her hands away from his head, closing her eyes in mortification and burying her hands under her back. John looked up then and knew she was awake and he smiled as he deliberately dragged his tongue up from her entrance to her clit, stopping to rub it gently. Justine moaned against her will and she bit her lip to stop it. John deliberately pushed his finger deeper into her anus, twisting it and pushing it against her walls to touch his finger in her pussy. She looked down at him and he could see the indecision in her face. He locked his eyes with hers as he stroked her clit with his tongue, slowly moving his fingers and felt the shudder run through her as her body responded, the desire growing again. "This is going to happen," he thought in wonder. "I'm going to fuck the girls' virgin babysitter and she wants it, too!" His hard cock jumped at the thought of fulfilling the most common male fantasy and he pushed his finger deeper into her tight pussy, withdrawing it to add a second finger. As he slid them both inside, her delicate walls giving way to their thickness, he bit gently on her clit again and her hips shot up, thrusting her pussy into his face and allowing his fingers to slide up against her virginal barrier. He stroked it with both, letting her get used to the feeling as he stoked the flames again by sucking her clit. Justine clutched the blanket under her body and tried not to scream out. She couldn't believe that her fantasy was coming true and in a way she could never have imagined. Her body was alive, nerve endings jumping all over as John used his tongue and fingers to expertly bring her to orgasm again. She arched her back with a cry as he slipped the second finger in; it felt so good she felt like pushing his face back in. She wondered now if that woman was faking it on the porno because she could imagine herself screaming for John Walker to fuck her! John lifted his head and watched her reaction with fascination. He felt the wonder of being her first as well as the awesome responsibility. He knew she had enjoyed the oral sex and he wanted her to enjoy the real thing. More than that, he wanted her to participate fully. Placing an open kiss on her pussy, he slowed his fingers and kept rubbing her inner walls, letting the finger in her anus go still before slowly pulling it out to rub against the bud again as he slowly moved up her body. Her legs slipped off his shoulders, but he noted with satisfaction that she pressed them into his sides. He was distracted by the hard nipple poking out of the top of her dress and could not resist pulling it into his mouth. Her gasp told him more than words how that felt and he twisted the fingers in her pussy again as he used his hair-roughened chin to slide the dress down further, capturing her other nipple as it popped out. Justine could only moan as John moved his mouth back and forth between her hard, sensitive nipples, alternately biting and sucking them and causing her pussy to tighten around his fingers. When he lifted his head to look at her, she opened her glazed eyes to gaze back. Her mouth worked but words seemed impossible and she leaned up to boldly kiss his lips. John let her inexperienced lips move over his before he responded, parting her lips and sliding his tongue to touch hers. She gasped and her own tongue tentatively brushed his, her body arching up so her hard nipples moved against his hair-roughened chest. Justine moaned into John's mouth as a whole new set of feelings rushed over her. She pulled her hands out from under her and ran them down his sides lightly, feeling the shudder run down his body. She marveled that she had that power and ran her nails lightly back up along his ribs, sliding them across his flat nipples. John broke the kiss, breathing heavily as he looked deep into her eyes. "Touch me again," he growled. He spread his fingers apart inside her pussy, getting her used to the stretching she would be feeling when his cock replaced them. He moved his thumb up to her clit and began to press down and rub in circles. Justine bit her lower lip as she pinched his nipples. His low groan spurred her on and she tugged them again remembering how it had felt when he sucked hers into his mouth. He raised his chest off her and she leaned up, circling her tongue instinctively around one flat nipple. "Yes, that's it," he breathed down at her. "Suck them like I did to yours, Justine. You're turning me on so good here." He pulled his knees up to brace himself, pushing her thighs open further in the process. As her tender lips closed over his nipple, he pushed down on her clit and felt the vibration of her lips as she moaned around it. Justine pulled his nipple deeper into her mouth, rubbing her tongue over it and was rewarded by another low groan. Encouraged, she trailed her lips over to his other nipple and repeated the process, letting her hands settle on his hips, kneading the muscles there. Curiosity got the better of her and she looked down at his pants. His hard cock was clearly outlined there and she almost bit his nipple as she saw how large it was. She had only seen the two guys on those pornos and now what she could see of his. Were all men that large? She didn't see how it would fit inside a woman. Justine felt an attack of nerves as she thought of what they were about to do. John felt her lips and mouth stilling and looked down. He saw her eyes trained on his groin and knew her nerves were failing her. Leaning down, he kissed her forehead, trailing his lips down to her ear and sucked her earlobe between them, letting his teeth gently caress it. "We don't have to go further," he breathed in her ear, "but, I want you to do one thing for me. Will you do that?" Justine nodded tentatively, feelings of shyness creeping over her slowly. She felt his lips smile against her and instinctively tilted her head as his lips moved down her neck, nibbling softly. He gently bit her shoulder then soothed it with a kiss, placing soft kisses back up to her neck. His fingers continued to move slowly inside her and she felt her hips rocking with him. John shifted his stance and pressed his groin against her thigh, rubbing his cock against her slowly as his lips met her ear again. "Justine, I want you to open my pants and take my cock out. I just want you to see it, okay? Will you do that for me, sweetheart?" His hot breath brushed against her ear and Justine felt herself nodding. The Babysitter Ch. 2 After I had dropped her off last weekend I could not stop thinking about how sweet her pussy tasted. I could hardly stand being at our dinner date with friends tonight. The whole time we were out, I was thinking about the drive to take her home. My wife had to get my attention a few times by saying my name. She wanted to know why I was so distant, I said I just had a project at work that was giving me troubles and couldn't get it out of my mind. She bought it and moved on with the conversation with our friends. I was lost in thought about that sweet tender pussy and how I wanted another taste. I had plans for her tonight when I took her home! Something I have been thinking about for a while now, I am finally going to do. I wanted our dinner date to be over with as soon as possible so I could give my cock the satisfaction it was wanting. About an hour later, the other couple said they needed to get going because they told their baby-sitter they would be home by 10:00. I almost jumped for joy when I heard those words. I wanted to get our baby-sitter alone. We said our good-byes and went our separate ways. As I drove home my cock started getting hard just from the anticipation. I am glad it was dark so I didn't have to try to explain why I was hard. As we pulled into our garage, my wife said she wasn't feeling well and was going to lie down. When we walked into the house, she was sitting on the couch watching television. My wife greeted her and said I would give her a ride home. A smirk went across my face as I thought to myself ... yeah, I will give her a ride all right. After my wife had gone, she looked at me with those soft green eyes and smiled a wicked smile. I could see the lust all over her. Her eyes had a glimmer in them and her nipples were erect, as was my cock. We left the house and as soon as we were around the corner, she had my raging hard on in her mouth. DAMN, this girl knew how to suck cock. She was swirling her tongue around the head and stuck the tip of her tongue in my pee hole. I moaned a soft moan to let her know I liked what she was doing to me. She took my cock into her soft hand and stroked up & down while sucking just the head. Twisting her head like a cork screw as she sucked more & more into her hungry mouth. Taking her tongue and licking the length of my shaft like a lollipop. We got to our usual spot, and instantly she was stripping her clothes off. She said "I have thought about tonight all week." She leaned over and kissed me with such force & passion all at the same time. I could feel the heat radiating from her body, felt like she was on fire. Our tongues met and she bit it playfully, reached up and licked the tip of my nose. At that moment, I knew I was in for some wild sex! I got my clothes off and we went to the back of my mini-van. She was kissing and licking my neck and nibbling on my earlobes. She made her way back to my mouth and I kissed her with great desire. I looked into her eyes and I told her I had a surprise for her under the seat. She was excited and reached under and took out the sack I had put under there earlier that evening. She opened the sack and had a shocked look on her face. I lay there and watch her as she takes out a 7 inch dildo, a vibrating egg, a small butt plug and a tube of flavored lubricant. She looks at me and says "what are these for?" I smiled a calm smile to her and said "I want to explore your whole body tonight." I reassured her I would be slow and gentle with her, and at any time she wasn't comfortable I would stop. She agreed with that and gave a small, unsure smile. She came back onto the seat and lay on top of me looking in my eyes, searching for answers on what was going to happen. I reached up and moved her hair back out of her beautiful face so I could see her eyes in the moonlight. She is so precious and sweet. I tell her to lay down on her stomach, she does and I start kissing the back of her neck to relax her. I move downwards along her spine placing kisses and licks all over her back. She lets a small moan escape and I know she is relaxing a bit. I take one of her shapely ass checks and give a squeeze. I make my way down and kiss it. Her skin feels like silk, soft and smooth. I tell her to get up onto her knees. She looks over her shoulder at me and I wink at her with a smile telling her it is OK. She gets on her knees and has her head resting on the seat. I take both my hands and spread those luscious ass cheeks of hers apart. I get a very hard erection as I see her puckered hole. I let out a sigh of pleasure as I lean forward and lick that soft spot no man has been before. She gasps as my hot tongue touches it and I feel it get even tighter. I keep licking and she loosens up a little and relaxes. I go under and give her wet, dripping pussy and quick lick. My tongue goes into her soft folds and she twitches at the touch. Moving back up to her asshole, I reach over and grab the lubricant, I put a glob of it at the top of her crack and let it run down to her bum. As it gets to her tight hole, I put my finger at the opening and push slightly giving her some pressure, but not entering. She moans with approval. Then I slip my finger in, to the first knuckle. She jerks, and says "OH" and I feel the muscle get tight around my finger. I tell her to relax and start kissing her ass cheeks. I hold my finger there for a few minutes to let her get used to it. I slowly push it in a little farther, it is up to the second knuckle now and she is a bit nervous. She said "I am not sure I really want to do this." I start moving my finger out and pushing it back in a little more each time while I am talking to her and kissing her back and ass cheeks. She starts to melt under my touch and after a few strokes with my finger she is telling me to put it in more. My finger is all the way inside her tight ass and I feel as if I could shoot my load right then and there. I pump her ass with my finger slow and easy, but she is begging for me to fuck her ass faster. I pick up the speed and she is starting to move back against my hand with each inward thrust. I pull my finger out and she asked me why I stopped. I smiled and just told her "shhhhhh" as I picked up the vibrating egg. I turned it on and put it against her tight opening so she could feel the vibrations. She instantly started to moan and rock her hips. I put some more gel on her hole and smeared it around with my finger sliding into her relaxed hole. I took the egg and slowly inserted it into her ass. She pushed her ass backwards to try and get it in deeper. "OH MY GOD, THAT FEELS GREAT" she said looking over her shoulder. I smiled and said to myself ... this is easier than I thought it would be. I left it there and worked my lips up her back, to her neck and around to find her mouth. She was so hot and horny she couldn't stop moaning. Our tongues went wild exploring each others mouths. I went back down and took the egg out. Her tight ass now was a little loose and it looked so inviting I almost didn't finish what I had planned. But, I put the egg aside and picked up the butt plug, put some lubricant on the end and put some more on her hole. I inserted the plug to the first knob and let it stay there for a minute. She wanted more, so I took it up to the second knob. I was getting so excited watching her asshole stretch. I worked it in and out of her and then I put the butt plug all the way to the base. Her ass was full and tight. I reached under to feel her pussy and it was almost to the point of dripping. I could smell how badly she wanted to cum, so I touch my tongue on her clit and that sent her into a very intense orgasm. She shook and bucked against the plug like a wild woman. I stuck 2 of my fingers inside her while she was cumming. After she had stopped cumming, I took my fingers up to her mouth and stuck them in so she could clean me off. I rolled her over onto her back and spread her legs. I aimed my cock for that wet pussy. As I put the tip to her steamy cunt the heat was unbelievable. I stuck the head in and she arched her back with a smile. I shoved my cock inside her all the way to the hilt. It was so tight and hot. She has a tight pussy as it is, but with the plug in, it was INCREDIBLE! I started to fuck her and knew I wouldn't be able to do that for long or I would cum fast. I rammed her hard a couple times then pulled out. She grabbed my hard cock and pulled it to her mouth. She took me and was sucking the life out of me. I had to make her stop, I wasn't ready to cum yet, even though I wanted to badly. I had her go back to her stomach and I removed the plug. Her ass looks so inviting, like it is calling my name. My mouth needs to be where the butt plug was, I lean over and stick my tongue into her asshole. She gasps for air and moans saying "OH BABY, FUCK ME WITH YOUR TONGUE, MAKE ME FEEL LIKE A DIRTY SLUT." I start fucking her faster with my tongue and she is rocking back & forth. I reach over and get the dildo and her eyes grew wide when she saw it. I could see she was hesitant about it. So, I gave it to her and said "fuck your pussy with it." She was all for that game! I sat and watched her fuck herself with the lifelike dildo. She took almost all of it inside her cunt. I could tell when she hit bottom, she would growl and her eyes would flutter. She fucked the dildo until she was cumming again. I had her take the dildo and suck it clean as I stroked my hard rod. She took it in her mouth until it almost disappeared. Sucking and licking like it was the real thing. She licked from the base to the tip very slow and teasing, while looking at me. I took the dildo from her and got more gel. By this time she was begging for me to fuck her ass hard! I squirted the gel on her, ready to fuck, hole and slid it in. There was no hesitation whatsoever now. Her hole opened right up and was wanting more. I fucked her gorgeous ass, she had all of the dildo in her except about 1 inch. Just enough for me to hold onto it. I rammed her ass hard and she was going crazy, screaming "FUCK ME, FUCK MY ASS HARD." I took my other hand and pinched her nipple. Squeezing it between my fingers and rolling it. She bowed her head and licked my fingers. I couldn't stand it any longer, I have tortured myself long enough. I took the dildo out of her ass and replaced it with my rock hard cock. I was slightly thicker than the dildo so it stretched her even more as I slid in her gapping hole. She lost her breathe as I entered her, but I knew she was loving every minute of it. My mind was like jelly, I loved the feel of her hot ass surrounding my cock. I slammed her ass hard with every thrust, my balls bounced on her clit. She was on her hands and knees now so she could get my cock in deeper. I felt her asshole get tighter and I knew she was nearing another orgasm. I grabbed her hips and pounded away at that sweet young ass of hers. She started bucking and screaming "OH YES I'M CUMMING BABY ... YES YES OHHHHH YESSSSSSS" It was all I could do to hold onto her as she got off. What a wild one she is! About that time I could not stand any more, I reached around and grabbed a handful of tit and squeezed. I leaned down and bit her on the shoulder. She moaned and said she liked that. I straightened up and grabbed her hips again. I was pulling her backwards as I thrust my cock deep into her hot, wet ass. I could feel my balls getting tight and I told her "I AM GOING TO CUM IN YOUR SWEET TENDER ASS BABY" She said "OH YEAH, FUCK MY ASS, I WANT TO FEEL YOU SHOOT YOUR HOT, STICKY CUM INTO MY ASS" I gave one long hard thrust and was all the way in her fuck hole and I let out a big moan as I shot my load. I came so hard I had a chill go down my spine. I collapsed onto her back and stayed there. I didn't want to remove my cock from that pleasure hole of hers. It started going soft and popped out on its own. I sat up and told her stay right there. I watched my cum ooze out of her stretched hole and smiled. It was a beautiful sight to see. That once virgin ass of hers is now gapping and dripping. I got some paper towels that were still in the sack and wiped up the mess we had left. She rolled onto her back and grabbed my arms, which made me fall forwards. She wrapped her arms around me and looked into my eyes, saying "you can fuck my ass anytime you want lover" and then she kissed me. We got everything put away, cleaned up and headed for her house. The Babysitter Ch. 3 It has been a couple of weeks since the last time I have seen that luscious body. I can hardly wait until our next outing so I can be with her again. I came up with an idea of taking my wife out for "a night on the town." The wife agreed to my idea and made all the arrangements for our sexy sitter to be here. When she arrived, our eyes met with desire, knowing that we would be able to have each other again. I took my wife out to a fancy restaurant and we had a nice meal. We then went to a dance hall. I ordered drinks and we were sitting there talking about the days events. The band started playing a slow song and we went out to the dance floor. We were dancing so close together, a piece of paper would not have fit between us. She looked up and kissed me passionately. I couldn't help but to think of what was waiting for me at home. We sat and drank more while we laughed and talked most of the night. I kept looking at my watch, wanting to get home soon. My wife was getting a little tipsy as the night went on. We drank and danced some more, then it was finally time to leave. It felt like time had stood still on the drive home. I was wanting to get there fast, so I could get inside that hot, sweet pussy waiting for me. We got home and went inside. My cock was starting to twitch with anticipation. Her eyes lit up when she saw us walk through the door. My wife had gone upstairs and we were alone for a quick minute. I leaned down and kissed those pouty lips and let my tongue explore her wet mouth. I reached under her shirt and pinched her nipple through her bra. It instantly perked up and was begging me to suck it. My other hand was between her legs, I could feel the dampness through her shorts. She was rubbing the bulge in my pants, making it twitch with each squeeze. I wanted her in the worse way, I wasn't going to be able to hold out much longer. We were so lost in what we were doing, neither one of us had noticed that my wife had walked in the room. She stood there and watched us groping each other. I am not sure how long she had been standing there, but when I turned around, I noticed she was rubbing herself. I was shocked to see my wife doing that! She won't even do that when we are alone. I was excited and scared all at the same time. I just froze in my place, not really sure what to do. My wife walked over and started kissing me wildly. Grabbing for my hard cock. Then she reached over to the baby-sitter and pinched her nipple. I never knew my wife wanted to be with another woman. We didn't know how to react to the actions taking place. I gave a reassuring nod to the baby-sitter, and a smile to let her know to just go with the flow of things. Then my wife leaned over and took the bottom of her shirt and raised it up. She lifted her arms so my wife could take it off. Then she took her bra off, those perky little nipples poked out wanting some attention. Attention is just what they got too! My wife's mouth slowly moved over the left nipple making it disappear. While she kept playing with the other, rolling and pinching it. Her tongue was going in circles around the nipple. The baby-sitter let out a sigh of pleasure. I could not believe what was taking place in front of my eyes! My knees were getting weak, I found a chair and sat down. I was rubbing my hard cock through my pants waiting for more action. While my wife took the sitters shorts off, she was kissing her deep. Their tongues were going wild licking and exploring each others mouth. Then while she removed her panties, she licked and kissed her neck, making her way to her beautiful tits. Trailing down her firm stomach. I could see that neatly trimmed patch of hair as she stepped out of her panties. The lust on both of their faces was enough to send chills down my spine. Not to mention my poor hard cock wanting to explode. My wife led her over to the couch and laid her on her back. I have never seen my wife in this state before. It is VERY arousing to say the least. As she laid her down she started at her toes, taking each one in her mouth and gently sucking. Licking her way up to her thigh, she nibbled and kissed on the inner part of her smooth skin. She got to her hot pussy and she stopped and took a deep sniff and let a small moan out. I knew that sweet smell she was enjoying. Her tongue softly touched her pussy lips as she licked her way up to the little hooded clit. She took it and sucked on it, while flicking her tongue. She reached up and grabbed her perky tit and was squeezing it, pulling on her nipple, stretching it out. The sitter moaned with enjoyment. She worked her way up towards those tits and was placing tender kisses along the way. As she got to her tits, she put a finger inside that drenched cunt and fucked her with it. I knew the sitter liked that, as I had done that before. Then 2 fingers disappeared. She was slamming her fingers into her hot cunt making her buck with every thrust. The rhythm slowed and she pulled her fingers out and brought them up to the sitters mouth. She opened her mouth and hungrily sucked on them. As she sucked on my wife's fingers, my wife made her way back to that luscious cunt. She buried her face into it and was licking the life out of the sitter. My wife took her hands and placed them under each thigh, she pushed the sitter's legs up over her head and licked her puckered hole. I almost shot my load right then, remembering the last time we were together. I was amazed to see this act going on in front of me. She raised her head and looked at that tight asshole and smiled. Then she licked her soaked cunt and let a big glob of saliva run down to that tight hole. I could hear the sitter breathing heavy and fast, I knew she was close to cumming. Her finger slipped in her asshole and the sitter instantly started a intense orgasm. Grinding her cunt hard into my wife's hand and face making a nice glaze all over it. She moaned so loud I thought she was going to wake the kids. I couldn't sit and watch any longer, I had to join. I got up and took off my clothes as my cock ached for some attention. I walked over to the couch and kneeled over the sitter. She grabbed my cock and stuck it in her hungry mouth. I let a sigh of relief as she took it to the base. I have longed for this moment again. My wife was still lapping up her sweet nectar, licking her clit and making her convulse once in a while. I pulled my cock out of her mouth and told her to eat my wife's pussy. They changed places, the sitter spread my wife's legs apart and started lapping at her dripping cunt like a dog in heat. My wife sucked my hard cock while playing with my balls. I knew I wouldn't last long because of the show I had watched. I had always wanted to watch two women please each other, but I never thought it would be my wife and the baby-sitter. As my wife deep throated my cock, I watched her twitch as her pussy was getting a good licking. The moans she was making on my cock almost sent me over the edge. I took my cock out of her mouth and she looked at me as if I had taken candy from a baby, very disappointed. I walked around behind the sitter and pulled her onto her knees while she was licking that tasty pussy. I entered that hot, wet cunt and slammed my meat to the hilt. Her moans on my wife's cunt was making her squirm. I fucked her hard and fast, she licked hard and fast. After a few minutes I couldn't hold back any longer. I said "I GOING TO CUM" My wife said "I CUMMING TOO" The sitter moaned loud and knew she was also going to cum. The muffled scream into that hot pussy was all it took and my wife went into a very intense orgasm spreading her sweet juice on the sitter's face as I shot a load of hot jism into her cunt. Afterwards, we all laid together on the floor. I looked over to the sitter and she had her hand laying on my wife's pussy stroking it softly. I sat up, leaned over and clean off all that sweet juice that was still shinning on her face. My wife took my limp cock and sucked me clean. My wife looked at both of us and said, "I have known about you two for a while now, and I wanted to see what I was missing." I smiled and said, "her tender pussy is wonderful isn't it?" My wife said, "yes it is, and we will have to do this more often." I wasn't sure if I wanted to share my sweet, sexy girl with her too often, but I knew once in a while wouldn't be bad. The Babysitter Ch. 4 When Francine and Jeremy return, things get even hotter. Late in the evening, when our passion was temporarily spent, we both took a quick shower and slipped into our night clothes, and taking a blanket from the spare room lay it over us on the floor in front of the couch and turned the TV to the music channel. However, neither of us seemed to be able to settle with the music, so flicked around from channel to channel looking for something interesting. We were both surprised and a little shocked to come across a porno channel, and lay with eyes popping out of our heads at some of the action that was taking place on the screen, action that soon had us hot and flustered and reaching for each other's bodies once again. I had Meredith's pajama tops undone and my lips firmly wrapped around her exquisite nipples, my tongue flicking them lightly then caressing them gently as she moaned and shuddered, when we heard the car pull up outside and the car door slam, and knew that Francine and Jeremy were home. We quickly pulled apart and re adjusted our pajamas, still looking more than a little flushed, and at the last moment remembered to switch the channels on the TV before Francine burst in smiling and laughing, with Jeremy close behind looking equally happy. I grinned up at them, "Mmm, looks like it was a successful party" I said. "Wow, yes" blurted Francine, plonking herself on the couch just above us, "We met a couple of people who are really interested in taking some of our designs, apparently the buyer of a big store group told them our gear was fantastic!" she grinned at me, "I wonder who that could have been?" I felt myself flush, and Meredith looked at me a little strangely. "Hey, I think we all need a drink to celebrate, don't you?" said a grinning Jeremy, and headed off into the kitchen. Francine watched him go then turned back to us and grinned, "Mmm, didn't know you two were into foreign language programs" she said, and our heads snapped around to the TV and we flushed as we realized we couldn't understand a word of what was being said on it. Francine laughed and reached down for the remote control and flicked it a couple of times, "Mmm, that's better, well away from the naughty channel now, Jeremy will never notice" she said, and we both giggled. My giggle came to an abrupt end when Francine dropped the remote control into my lap, then lifted her hand to cup and caress my breast through my pajamas, in full view of Meredith. I heard her sharp gasp, and glanced over, her eyes were fixed on Francine's hand stroking my breast, and she could see my nipple getting bigger and harder by the second. "Doesn't Felicity have exciting breasts, Meredith?" I heard Francine whisper, "But then you do too, I couldn't help but notice when you were modeling the outfits, such sweet, succulent breasts" she added. I saw Meredith's throat move as she swallowed, and her face get a little flushed, then her eyes lift to look above me at Francine, "Yes" she whispered huskily, "Felicity does have beautiful breasts, and I'm glad you like mine too", and a soft shudder went through her. At that moment the door banged open and Jeremy staggered in with a tray filled with drinks, and Francine withdrew her hand from my breasts. We each took a glass and toasted the success of the business, and Jeremy and Francine gave us even more details of the party. I noticed that Jeremy perched on the couch just above Meredith, and from time to time would let his hand drop and gently stroke her shoulder. Meredith jumped a little the first time it happened and flushed bright red, but the conversation carried on without interruption and she soon settled back against the couch and let his hand roam over her shoulders. At one point, Francine and I got up to refresh our drinks, and glancing back over my shoulders I saw Jeremy lean forward to whisper something into Meredith's ear, and as he did so his hand slipped down and quickly disappeared into her pajama top, and I knew he was cupping and caressing her beautiful breasts. She flushed deeply and I saw her shake her head slightly, but Jeremy was still smiling brightly when he got up and announced that if it was ok with everyone he was going to hit the sack, it had been a long day and there was work to do tomorrow so he needed his beauty sleep. We all grinned at that, I don't think Meredith and I had met a more 'beautiful' man in our lives. He gave each of us a gentle embrace and a quick kiss on the cheeks, although I noticed that he slipped slightly on Meredith and managed to catch her lips instead, then he was gone. Francine finished her drink and announced that she was going to take a shower, and I told her I'd wash up the glasses while she was gone. Meredith picked up a couple of glasses and joined me in the kitchen and we washed them up. I grinned at her and began teasing her about the attention she'd been receiving from Jeremy, and the color immediately flooded into her face. especially when I made it quite clear that I'd seen him dip his hand inside her top and fondle her breast, "But I couldn't stop him" she stammered, "I mean I couldn't make a fuss or cause a scene or anything" I grinned, "Oh, are you trying to tell me you didn't enjoy Jeremy touching your hair and your shoulders and your breasts and kissing you on the lips?" She was bright red by this time, but suddenly she giggled, and then we both dissolved into laughter, "Well, I must admit it was quite nice once I got over the shock" she giggled, "But who are you to talk, I saw Francine fondle your breast too, and right out in the open" she said. "Mmm, and I loved it" I answered, "Especially the fact that you were seeing it" She giggled again, "Yeah, I know what you mean, the fact that I know you saw Jeremy fondling me excites me too, guess we're both just a pair of exhibitionists" she said. I reached out and squeezed her breast, "Well, what do you expect in this house, I mean, some of those outfits left very little to the imagination" I replied with a laugh and we wandered arm in arm back into the lounge room. Almost as soon as we arrived Francine walked in from her shower, and we both gasped. Talk of leaving little to the imagination, the outfit she had on was barely an outfit at all. The top barely came to the tops of her thighs and was a whispy blue that was almost totally transparent, and the panties that went with it were also whispy blue, but I'd never seen panties like them before, they were little more than a thread of material across her waist with two threads coming down in a V from each hip to cross somewhere at the base of her pussy. As she spun around in front of us I could see that the two strands actually entwined after passing her pussy to become a single blue strand that trailed up the crack of her buttocks to rejoin the strand around the waist. The effect was awesome, totally erotic, and I felt myself immediately catch fire. The top only seemed to highlight Francine's gorgeous high, firm breasts as she finished twirling around and came to stop in front of us, and the bottoms, well they just drew your eyes to her pussy like a magnet. I glanced across at Meredith and she was standing there with her mouth open and her eyes almost popping out of her head, and I could understand her reaction, I'd seen Francine totally naked before, and I was still turned on by this vision, this was Meredith's first glimpse of her succulent body so I could guess what she was feeling. Francine grinned at both of us, "This is one of the absolute latest creations" she said, "I thought it might be a bit wild for you to pose in tonight, especially in front of Jeremy" and she glanced quickly at Meredith and grinned, "Although as soon as he set eyes on you, he begged me to make it one of the costumes" Meredith gasped and colored, "Mmmm, I'm with Jeremy" I said laughing, "I think Meredith would look stunning in that" "Why don't we find out" said Francine and immediately lifted the top over her head and handed it to a startled Meredith, quickly followed by the bottom, "Quick, slip out of those pajama's and pop this on" she said. Meredith's head darted around towards the corridor, "Don't worry" Francine said, "Jeremy wont come out again tonight" "Come on Meredith" I urged, "you'll look stunning, and I really want to see it", as I spoke I moved over to stand alongside Francine. Slipping my hand around to cup and stroke her naked ass cheeks, I gave her a quick kiss on the lips. Meredith still stood there as if in shock, staring almost glassy eyed at Francine's stunning naked body, then down at the whisp of a costume in her hands. Then slowly she unbuttoned her pajama tops and slipped them off, and I heard and felt Francine's reaction as her beautiful succulent breasts came into view. She quickly slipped the whispy blue top over her head as if to hide her breasts from our eyes, but of course it didn't, in fact it seemed to highlight them as it hung up slightly on her stiff and swollen nipples. Then she slipped her pajama bottoms off and clambered somewhat awkwardly into the strings of the bottoms, but when she straightened up, WOW! she looked absolutely mouth watering! Both Francine and I gasped and reacted, heat flooding through us. Francine immediately grabbed Meredith by the arm and hurried her over to the full length mirror on the wall, "Look at yourself" she whispered hotly, "You are the most stunning creature alive in this, it could have been made just for you" Meredith stared at herself in the mirror, at first a little shyly, then with certain amount of a flush in her face, and then with a slightly wicked smile, and she began to pose, moving this way and that, and the costume shimmered and swayed, "It really does look nice doesn't it?" she asked. "Nice!" gasped Francine, "It looks stunning, it looks sexy , it looks erotic, it looks sensual, it looks everything but nice!, and it's driving me crazy" she whispered hotly. She moved behind Meredith and her hands came up and started to stroke her almost naked ass cheeks, just feather like strokes that swirled around sending tiny shivers through Meredith, then she was stroking the backs of her thighs and the front of her thighs and drawing her fingers up to that incredible V and running them lightly over Meredith's pussy lips, causing her to gasp and jerk. I thought Meredith would object, perhaps even pull away, but she seemed to be frozen there, staring wide eyed into the mirror, watching Francine's hands stroking over her body, over her most special parts. Then Francine's hands moved up, under the flimsy top, to cup Meredith's breasts, and they both seemed to groan in unison. I saw Meredith shudder, then I saw Francine's lips descend on her shoulder and start to caress it, and I knew I couldn't stand watching them any longer. I quickly divested myself of my own pajama's and moved over to stand just to the side of them, reaching out and cupping one hand on Francine's breast and one on Meredith's. I saw that Meredith's eyes were now closed and she was leaning back slightly into Francine, her body responding to the gentle trailing fingers. Then Francine drew her around until she was facing me, and I leaned forward and took one of her nipples into my mouth through the whispy material and sucked it hard, causing her to jerk and shudder. As I pulled back, Francine lifted the top over Meredith's head and then cupped her breasts as if offering them up to me, and I took them willingly, lashing with my tongue and sucking them hard into my mouth. Then I straightened , and reaching around behind Meredith, pulled Francine in close so we were both pressing our naked bodies into her, and I kissed her deep and long. Then I pulled away and Francine turned her around and we did the same thing again, only this time it was Francine that was kissing her deeply and passionately, while I gently stroked her ass cheeks, and thighs and anywhere else I could reach/ Meredith was totally on fire by this time, writhing her naked body against both of us, and Francine carefully guided us to where we'd been lying when she came in, and we collapsed together on the blankets. Meredith was in the middle, and Francine and I took one breast each, licking and sucking them, then occasionally giving each other deep tonguing kisses, while our fingers sensuously trailed over Meredith's body, meeting up and slipping jointly into her steaming, wet pussy, bringing her to the first of a series of body shattering orgasms. After that it was hard to determine who was doing what to whom, as hands, lips and tongues probed every bit of flesh that came within reach. Meredith went from receiver to giver and back again, as first one of us, then the other took the middle ground. I can recall lapping up Francine's copious juices then sharing them with Meredith in a kiss that seemed to go on for ever, and I can recall exploding over and over again as Meredith's mouth lashed my hot breasts and Francine's tongue pulverized my pussy, and then I was returning the compliment. The time with Francine and Mary had been fantastic, but this was totally wild, Meredith proved to be surprisingly horny and hungry and we went on and on and on, until finally I collapsed into Francine's arms and fell into a light sleep. I don't know how long I slept, or how deeply, but something disturbed me, some movement, and I opened my eyes. Francine was lying with her back to me sound asleep, and my arms were around her, my hands still cupping one of her breasts. I removed it slowly, so as not to disturb her, and sat up, looking around the darkened room, but not seeing Meredith anywhere. I slowly got to my feet and walked around, noticing straight away that the costume was gone from the floor near the mirror where Francine had tossed it. I wandered down the corridor to the spare room, thinking that Meredith may have picked it up and taken it there and decided to sleep in the spare bed. But as I got close I saw a shaft of pale light coming from another room further down and heard a voice. I stopped and listened, and then heard it again, it was Jeremy's voice, little more than a mumble really and for a moment I thought he must be talking in his sleep. I moved a little closer. Then I heard another voice, a voice I recognized instantly, and this time it wasn't a mumble, but quite clear. I heard a light laugh, then Meredith saying "Francine told me you wanted to see me in this special costume, so I though I'd come and demonstrate it for you" she said. I heard Jeremy clear his throat, and I could almost see him sitting up sleepily in bed, then the light intensified slightly and I knew he'd turned it up, "mmmm" I heard him say, "I thought it would look good on you, but in fact it looks sensational, but where are the others?" Meredith's laugh tinkled out again, "Oh, they're fast asleep, dead to the world, we had a few celebratory drinks" she said. I could almost hear the smile starting to come into his voice, "Mmmm, and so you decided to come and model the outfit for me, even though you're well aware that it's almost totally see through, and you are also aware from what I said to you earlier that I find you very attractive indeed? and, of course, you're standing in my bedroom" I knew I really ought to back away and return to the lounge room, but something held me there, something called, excitement! Just hearing them, imagining them looking at each other was turning me on. "I know what you said to me, and I know what you did to me, and I know exactly how I look in this outfit" Meredith said, and her voice had taken on a husky quality, "What I don't know is whether you were just teasing, or whether you really meant it" "So you've come to find out, have you?" he said, a slight breathlessness in his voice. I understood that, having seen how devastating Meredith looked in that outfit. "Yes. I've come to find out, does that shock you?" she said, and I heard the slight squeak as she obviously sat on the edge of Jeremy's bed. "Not shock, surprise" he said. "Only surprise?" she asked coyly, and I could almost see that incredibly sexy lift of her eyebrows, and my hand started to drift down between my legs and stroke my pussy. "Surprised ... and excited" he answered. I heard her hot chuckle and almost groaned out loud, my fingers dipping in to brush over my clitoris, "Well excited sounds a little better" she said, "But how do I know you're not just saying that?" "Are you sure the others are asleep?" he asked, "Shouldn't you go and check?" She laughed lightly, "Oh they're both fast asleep, and I think you're stalling because you're scared" she said. I heard a loud rustle, and an even louder gasp, then a low chuckle from Jeremy, "Still think I'm just saying it?" he asked. "My god" I heard Meredith whisper, "You are absolutely huge!" His chuckle got a little louder, "Mmmm, now who's the scared one" He asked teasingly. Damn he couldn't really be that big, I thought, if only there was a way I could get to see. It was almost as If I'd spoken out loud, as a very quiet voice said in my ear "There is a way to see". I jerked around to find a widely grinning Francine standing right behind me. She put a finger up to my lips to stifle my gasp and leaned over to whisper in my ear, "We don't want them to hear, do we, don't want them to know we're here, follow me" and she took me by the hand, leading me into the spare bedroom next door and over to a large picture on the wall, which she took down to reveal a large window, and I found myself staring right into Jeremy's room, seeing Meredith in the saucy blue outfit sitting on the side of the bed, and Jeremy lying there with an absolutely enormous erection. I echoed Meredith's words, and Francine grinned, "Yeah, he is huge, and he's awfully good with it, oh don't worry, this is a one way mirror, they wont know we're here" I half turned to her, "And you don't mind?" I asked. "Of course not" she laughed, "He lets me have my lovers and I let him have his, we're both very open about it, so I knew he wanted Meredith almost from the moment she walked in the door, I just wasn't sure if she wanted him, but now we know she does, so it's ok. Sometimes, it excites me to watch, especially if I have a lover to play with at the same time" she said, and she slipped her hands around and started to play with my breasts, "I think it will excite you too" she whispered, .......and it did! Watching Meredith licking and sucking on Jeremy's massive tool sent fire raging through me, a fire that Francine quickly built on with her hands and her lips, stroking and licking me everywhere as we sat on the spare bed and watched the action in the other room. My eyes almost popped out as I watched Meredith straddle Jeremy and slowly, almost tentatively lower herself onto his throbbing shaft, and even through the walls we could hear her squeal and gasp as he went deeper and deeper, god I couldn't believe he'd get it all in, but he did, and there was a smile on Meredith's face as wide as the grand Canyon. There was a smile on mine just as wide a moment later as Francine chose that time to ram three fingers deep into my pussy, and I was cumming like crazy! We could hear Jeremy's stuccato grunts and Meredith's squeals of delight as he started to fuck her in earnest, but we weren't watching any more, we were too busy bringing each other to orgasm after orgasm, our fingers ramming into each other's pussies in time with Jeremy's grunts, as our lips and tongues devoured each other. Then we were switching around and it was our lips and tongues that were driving our pussies wild, lashing and sucking on each other's clits, as avidly as if it was the very first time all over again. Faintly, as if from a long distance I heard Meredith's final scream, "Yes, yes, oh god yes, fill me, fill me, oh Jeremy, FUCK MEEEEE", then it became a wail that went on and on and on, and our own orgasms seemed to intensify along with it. The Babysitter Ch. 4 It was a long, long, long time later when we took a last look at Jeremy's recumbent form, his cock still amazingly large, even when soft, his arms still wrapped around the beautiful naked Meredith, and Francine replaced the picture and we slipped back to the lounge and curled up together in the blankets to catch up on our sleep. Mmmm what a night, what an amazing night, I thought as I drifted off to sleep, I wondered if Meredith would tell me about what happened between her and Jeremy, and I wondered if I'd ever get to taste that amazing cock of his. On that thought I feel asleep, my arms wrapped around Francine, my hands cupping her warm exciting breasts.