PR-3219 Spanked Babysitter by Thomas Trent


Chapter 1


Vicki lay back on the couch with her legs spread wide apart. Her pink 
bikini panties were all the way off one leg, and around the ankle of 
the other. Her fingers busily slid up and down her tingling cunt as she 
gazed at the fuck book she had found. She panted in enjoyment as her 
pussy creamed its slippery juices. The pleasure was doubled in her mind 
because she was obscenely frigging her open cunt on the living room 
couch of an almost total stranger.

Upon getting home from school that afternoon, a friend of a friend had 
called and asked her to baby-sit for him. Mr. Parker, the friend of a 
friend, had sought out Vicki because he had heard of her excellent 
baby-sitting reputation. Of course, Vicki had told him that she would 
be glad to baby-sit and pick up a few extra bucks. The man said he 
would pick her up at six o'clock.

For the occasion, Vicki had wore a pink dress that draped over her left 
shoulder and slanted below her right armpit. The right shoulder was 
bare, smooth and soft. She wore no stockings. Her sleek, tanned legs 
needed nothing on them. No bra was needed over her small tits. On her 
feet, she wore white high heels. They were slip-ons that left her toes 
and most of the rest of her foot bare.

After explaining the layout of the house, Mr. Parker left to go on a 
date. His young daughter, Stephanie, stayed with Vicki. Following 
directions, Vicki put Stephanie to bed at eight o'clock. Having the 
house to herself, Vicki began to breathe faster. It was time to do some 
snooping around.

It hadn't taken her long to find Mr. Parker's stash of porn books and 
magazines. She looked through the photographic assortment of swollen 
cocks and cunts, fucking in very position imaginable. Her own cunt had 
begun to swell and seep its hot liquid. Seeing the pictures of pricks 
spurting thick cum on cunts, faces, assholes, and everywhere else had 
turned her on.

Choosing the best of the bunch, she had taken it back into the living 
room. Reclining on the couch, she threw one leg over the back of the 
sofa and put one foot on the floor. Her dress slid up her thighs. Her 
cunt burned as she imagined the big cocks in the magazine spurting cum 
into her mouth. Slowly, her hand had worked its way under her dress. It 
slid sensuously over her tender inner thighs. She began lightly rubbing 
her swelling cunt-lips through her panties. She could feel the wetness 
oozing out of her pink fuck-hole. The waves of pleasure raced through 
her young body.


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