The hottest babysitter

CHAPTER ONE

Cindy Jones, a pretty, petite blonde girl sat on the couch and yawned. She was babysitting for the Dolan family, and she'd gotten the kids to bed hours ago. Now there was nothing to do but watch TV. There was nothing interesting on the regular channels, so Cindy decided to experiment with the UHF knob.

She got a picture, and her big blue eyes widened. There was a naked couple on the screen, and they seemed to be making love. Cindy worked feverishly to get the picture in focus, then sat back on the couch and gawked. Sure enough, it was some foreign movie showing a couple lying on a bed without a stitch of clothes on, kissing and caressing each other.

"Oh, wow, fantastic," Cindy said happily.

Ever since she became a teenager, she'd been dying to know about sex, but her parents were too uptight to talk to her about it. Now maybe sh'd get an education. She felt herself getting flushed and excited as she watched the couple on the screen. The man rolled the woman onto her back and climbed on top of her. His hips seemed to move, but Cindy couldn't tell exactly what he was doing.

"Darn," she muttered, "I wish they'd show all of him."

But the movie showed the couple only from the waist up. It was obvious now that they were fucking but that was no comfort to Cindy, who wanted to see the guy's cock. She was aching to know what a real live cock looked like. Still, as she watched the naked couple moaning and kissing, she got hotly aroused. She felt her virgin pussy swelling up and getting wet and fiery hot.

Since she was alone in the house except for the sleeping kids, Cindy had no hesitation about slipping her hand down inside her jeans and pants and touching her pussy. That was something she always did what she was horny. After all, why go around frustrated when she could get relief with her fingers. She felt around and found the slick pea-sized lump of her clit and began to rub it with a fingertip.

"Mmmmmm," she sighed.

She watched the fucking couple on the screen and played with herself, running her fingertip firmly back and forth over the hot throbbing bud of her clit. Sharp jolts of pleasure streaked through her pussy, and her finger was quickly drenched with thick steaming cunt juice. Cindy just loved to beat off. She'd accidentally discovered the practice when she was twelve, and now she did it almost every night.

Tonight though, her caressing finger just wasn't quite getting it. It felt great, but she knew it wasn't the same as being with a man. Watching the couple moaning and pawing each other, she wondered what it would be like to take a man's cock into her cunt. The woman on the screen seemed to be blissed-out, wild with pleasure. Cindy sighed longingly and rubbed, her swollen clit faster.

"Qoooooooo!" she squealed. "It feels so good!"

Still she couldn't help wondering if fucking would feel better. The woman on the screen was in ecstasy, now, her eyes rolling, her face twisted in a wide grimace of pleasure. She stiffened, gasped, then began to convulse. Cindy could tell she was coming. The man's hips jerked faster, and he seemed to be coming, too. Hotly excited, Cindy rubbed her juice-slick clit as fast as she could.

"Unnhhhh!" she moaned. "I just gotta come."

Her frigging finger made her whole pussy melt with lusty arousal, and she creamed furiously, the hot juice soaking into the crotch of her panties. She caught her pulsating clit between two fingers and kneaded it roughly, whimpering with pleasure. Soon she felt herself hovering at the very brink of orgasm. A few more strokes of her fingers and she'd be over the edge – then the doorbell rang.

"Shit!" Cindy cried.

She whipped her hand out of her pants and switched the TV to something very innocent on another channel, then hurried to the door. Who could it be at ten o'clock at night? Maybe the Dolans had locked themselves out. Cindy looked through the peephole and saw that the caller was her boyfriend, Jim. She opened the door and stared at him, but Jim just flashed her one of his devastating grins.

"Hi, beautiful," he said. "I thought you might want some company."

"Jim, I promised the Dolans I'd never have boys over while they were gone," Cindy said.

"Aw, they'll never find out," he said, easing past her. "When we hear them coming, I'll just leave by the back door."

That sounded safe enough, and Cindy was feeling lonesome and bored. She locked the door and went to join Jim, who was already making himself at home on the couch. He was a tall, lanky dark haired boy, and Cindy found him very attractive. They'd been going together for several months now. She sat down beside him and grinned mischievously.

"I just saw the wildest thing on TV," she said. "It was this couple getting it on."

"Oh, yeah, what channel?" Jim said eagerly.

Cindy got the UHF channel again, and this time the couple was skinny dipping. They were exposed from the hips up, and Cindy stared hungrily at the dark wiry hairs on the man's lower belly. Jim's eyes were glued to the woman's full thrusting tits. He eased closer to Cindy and slipped his arm around her shoulders, and she relaxed against him.

"Out of sight," Jim said. "You actually saw them in bed?"

"Yeah," Cindy giggled, "they were fucking."

"Oh, wow, I hope they do it again," Jim sighed.

Cindy wriggled closer against him. He'd interrupted her masturbating session, and she was feeling achingly horny. Her hungry little pussy was scalding hot and tautly swollen, and her panty crotch was soaked with steaming cunt juice. She was glad Jim was there, but she wished she'd had a chance to come before he arrived. Watching that sexy movie wasn't helping much, either.

"Oh, man, too much," Jim said excitedly.

The couple was standing in the water kissing; the woman's big pointed tits nuzzling the man's chest. He reached down and cupped and squeezed her bare ass. Then, breaking the kiss, they took each other's hands and started wading toward the shore. Cindy shivered with anticipation. Maybe they were going to fuck again.

She felt Jim's hand creeping down from her shoulder towards her tits. She was used to that. He always did it at the movies and she always had to slap his hand just before it reached her tit. But tonight she didn't feel like bothering, she was so engrossed in the naughty film. It wouldn't kill her to have a boy touch her tit, after all. She watched the screen couple reach the shore and lie down on a blanket.

"Oh, darn, I wish they'd show everything," she sighed.

"Yeah, wouldn't that be something?" Jim agreed.

Again the naked couple was shown only from the hips up, but when the man rolled on top of the woman, it was obvious what they were doing. Cindy heard Jim start to breathe heavily as he watched, and his hand crept lower till he was touching her tit. Even through her tee-shirt and bra, she could feel the searing heat of his hand. She hadn't realized her tits were so receptive to touch, and she quivered with arousal.

The couple on the screen was definitely fucking, the man's hips jerking, the woman moaning. The film was in some foreign language, and the subtitles were too blurry to read, but that didn't bother Cindy and Jim. The picture was all they needed. Jim cupped Cindy's tit and began to squeeze it, and she almost squealed with excitement.

"Fantastic," Jim panted, "they're actually doing it."

"Yeah, isn't it exciting?" Cindy breathed.

Jim's eyes were glued to the screen, but he managed to find Cindy's other tit. He cupped and squeezed both hot globes in a steady firm rhythm that made Cindy cream helplessly, the steaming thick pussy juice soaking right through the crotch of her panties. She didn't think she'd ever felt so horny in her young life.

It felt terrifically exciting to have her tits molded and squeezed in Jim's hot firm hands. She gurgled softly with pleasure and melted against him.

Responding to his touch, her nipples went stiff and long, poking out sharply under her bra and shirt. Jim ran his thumbs over the throbbing nubs, and Cindy felt bursts of pleasure that almost made her gasp.

On the screen the couple was, moaning hoarsely. The woman's body rocked and convulsed and the man's hips jerked furiously. As they finally slumped together, satisfied and panting, the picture faded and the movie was over. The news came on and Jim and Cindy sighed with disappointment.

"Shit," Jim said, "I wish we could have the whole thing."

"Me, too," Cindy said. "That was really something."

"Well," he grinned, "I guess we'll just have to make our own movie." He slipped his hands up under her tee-shirt and felt the tightly-packed cups of her skimpy bikini bra.

"Jim, what are you doing?" Cindy squealed.

"Playing with your tits, of course," be said. "Come on, honey, we've been going together, for four months now. Can't we do more than just kiss and hold hands?"

Ordinarily Cindy would have said no, for her parents had drummed it into her that nice girls don't have anything to do with sex before marriage. But tonight she was feeling so wildly horny she just couldn't resist Jim's touch. That sexy movie, her interrupted frigging, and now his exciting tit play – everything had gotten her frantic with lust.

"Well, I guess it would be okay to play with my tits," she consented, "but nothing below the waist, Jim."

"Sure, honey, sure," he sighed happily.

He pushed her shirt up over her bra and stared at her tits. Cindy's luscious round tits were the size and shape of large grapefruits, and they seemed about to burst from her flimsy white lace bra. Quickly Jim reached around and unhooked her bra, then pushed it up and tucked it in her shirt. He gawked at her naked tits.

"Gorgeous," he said hoarsely.

Cindy's tits were creamy-pale and flawless, capped with deep pink nipples. Her nipples stood out stiff and throbbing. Jim cupped the naked satiny flesh and molded and squeezed hot fistfuls of tit. Cindy couldn't help moaning with excitement. It felt even better than when he'd touched her tits through her clothes.

"Ohhhhhh, wow, that's nice!" she cried.

"I know something even nicer," Jim said.

He bent down, flicked out his wet red tongue, and started lashing her rigid pulsating nipples. Cindy shivered and squealed. His tongue felt deliciously juicy and hot on her swollen sensitive nipples. As he hungrily tongue-lashed her nipples, she felt another big hot burst of cream from her virgin cunt. Her crotch was getting soaked, but she couldn't control that horny juicing.

"Oooooooo, Jim, that feels great!" she squealed.

Jim used his thick red tongue to lash hard and fast at her stiff pink nipples, and every touch of the wet meat sent shivers of pleasure running from her tits right down to her steadily creaming pussy. Her tits swelled up with arousal, and she moaned hoarsely. Jim was right – this sure beat kissing and holding hands.

"Mmmmmm," Cindy moaned.

Suddenly Jim caught her left nipple between his lips and sucked it hard into his mouth. Cindy gasped, then whined with excitement. He was sucking on her tit like a hungry puppy, and it felt terrific. His mouth was hot and juicy around her swollen bud, and sharp jolts of pleasure streaked to her creaming slit. She was getting so achingly horny, she could have screamed. If only she could play with herself!

Well, why not? Jim was busy sucking her tit, and he wouldn't notice. She just had to get some relief for that hot nagging sensation in her pussy. While Jim sucked fast and loud on her stiff nipple, Cindy slid her hand down inside her jeans and panties and started frigging her swollen little clit. She made her finger stiff and she rubbed briskly.

"Ohhhhhh, ahhhh!" she moaned.

Jim wondered what was making her so excited. He knew his sucking felt good, but it couldn't have provoked those hoarse cries of pleasure. Still working her taut nipple in his mouth, he glanced down and saw that Cindy had shoved her hand inside her pants. He could see a jerking bulge just at her crotch. He let her nipple pop from his mouth and grinned at her.

"Hey, honey, why don't you let me do that for you?" he said.

Cindy blushed hotly and jerked her hand out of her pants. "I just couldn't help it," she said lamely. "I felt so horny."

"Hey, no biggie," Jim soothed. "Everybody beats off. But it'd feel a whole lot better if I did it for you."

"It would?" Cindy said wonderingly.

"Sure," he said, "it's always more fun with two people. Let me just show you."

Before Cindy could say another word, he'd slipped his hand inside her jeans. She felt his fingers creep into her panties and touch the warm soft curls of her pussy. He fumbled around and found the swollen little lump of her clit. Pressing a fingertip against the taut burning flesh, he began to rub. Cindy gasped as hot blasts of pleasure ripped through her pussy.

"Ohhhhhhh!" she cried.

"See?" Jim grinned. "What'd I tell you?"

Jim was right again. He was doing the sane thing she would have done, rubbing a stiff finger briskly back and forth over her swollen juicy clit, but somehow it felt much more exciting than when she did it to herself. She slumped back against the couch, gurgling with pleasure and helplessly soaking his finger with hot gushing pussy juice.

"Unzip your jeans, honey, and I can do this better," Jim said.

Dizzily Cindy grabbed the tab of her zipper and tugged it down, freeing Jim's hand for more movement. Now he could frig her clit faster and harder, his finger zipping over the slick hot button. Cindy panted and moaned as the delicious sensations melted her hungry virgin cunt. She'd never felt anything so good in her life.

"Ahhhhhhh, fantastic," she sighed. "I just love the way you're doing that, Jim."

"It's gonna get even better," he promised.

He seized her swollen clit between his forefinger and thumb and began kneading it.

"Oooooo!" Cindy squealed.

Right again – that beading action was even better than the rubbing. As he rolled her throbbing clit between his fingers, Cindy felt herself spinning helplessly toward an urgently needed orgasm. Her big blue eyes started to roll, and her pretty face contorted in a grimace of lust.

"Unnhhhhh, Jim, you're making me come!"

She gasped.

The violent climax rocked her petite curvy body, and Jim felt her clit throbbing and squirting between his kneading fingers. Cindy howled with pleasure and drenched his whole hand with her flooding cunt juice. He frigged her clit fast and hard as she came, intensifying her sensation. At last she flopped back against the couch, red-faced and gasping.

"Oh, wow, that was terrific," she sighed.

"I can bring you off again if you want," Jim said eagerly.

"Mmmmmmm, yeah, great," Cindy said, flashing him a greedy grin.

"But you'll have to take off your panties," he added.

"How come?" Cindy asked suspiciously.

"Don't worry, I'm not gonna try anything," he assured her. "But I want to touch you lower down. I can't reach down there when you've got your panties on."

Cindy's lust and curiosity got the better of her. After all, she told herself, if they didn't go all the way, there was no harm done. She quickly skinned out of her jeans and panties and tossed them on the floor, naked except for the shirt and bra tucked up around her neck. Jim stared pop-eyed at her luscious young body.

His eyes raced from her swollen stiff-nippled tits down to the dainty blonde triangle of her pussy. She had her thighs slightly parted, and he could see just a glimpse of rosy-pink gash fringed with little golden curls. Jim's cock was already stiff just from touching her, and now it swelled painfully in his tight jeans. Eagerly he slid his hand between her legs and felt the sewing wet flesh of her pussy.

Cindy quivered with lusty excitement as Jim ran his fingers over the swollen sensitive flesh of her cunt. She just couldn't stop creaming, and he soon had a palm full of sizzling pussy juice. He found the tiny wet mouth of her cunt and stuck a thick fingertip into the molten pit. Cindy squealed, and he felt the muscular ring of her cunt gripping and releasing his finger. He wedged his finger about an inch into her virgin cunt.

"Ohhhhh, my gosh!" Cindy gasped.

"You like that?" he asked.

"Mmmmmm, yeah, it makes me feel so hot," she sighed.

She'd never had anything in her cunt before, not even her own fingers. Jim's middle finger was thick and hard and he kept it stiff as he incited it deeper and deeper into her untried little fuck-hole. Cindy gurgled with horny excitement as she felt her cunt entered and filled for the very first time. It was a delicious sensation, and it made he wildly aroused.

"Ohhhhhh, yesss!" she moaned, "Stick your finger all the way into me, Jim! It feels fantastic."

It felt pretty fantastic to Jim, too. He'd fucked a few girls before he met Cindy but none of them had pussies as tight as hers. He could hardly wedge his middle finger into her tiny gripping cunt. He finally managed to work his way right to the last knuckle in her steaming juicy pussy. He could feel her powerful young cunt walls gripping and releasing his finger in a steady, horny rhythm as he started to finger-fuck her, jerking his finger fast and deep in her squeezing cunt.

"Unnnnhhhh!" Cindy wailed. "Ohhhhh, yeah, Jim, that feels so good!"

She wondered if fucking was like this. She loved the sensation of something hard and stiff jerking in her greedy little cunt. She drenched his frigging finger with overflowing pussy juice as he probed deep in her scalding virgin fuck-hole. In no time at all, she was on the verge of coming, her face twisted in lusty ecstasy.

"Frig me, Jim, honey!" she whined. "Stick it to me good and hard!"

Jim increased the speed and force of his finger fucking, and Cindy wailed and came. As her curvy body rocked and she screeched with pleasure, he felt her tiny cunt gripping his finger like a vise. He imagined having his cock in that squeezing hot hole and he groaned and almost came in his pants. He was sure Cindy would resist, but he just had to try to fuck her.

"Aaaggghhhhh! I'm coming so good!" she wailed.

Feverishly impatient, Jim watched her coming and felt her molten cunt gripping and tugging at his deeply lodged finger. When her spasms finally ended, he whipped his cream-drenched finger from her cunt, stood, and tugged down his jeans and shorts in one frantic motion. His rigid young prick snapped free of its confinement, and Cindy gawked at it.

"Oh, wow," she breathed, "so that's what a cock looks like."

Jim's engorged prick hugged his belly in a fierce hard-on, and it looked enormous to Cindy's inexperienced eyes. His thick cock was about six inches long and capped with a swollen bulbous purple head. The head had a dark cleft that was oozing glistening bubbles of juice. His balls looked blue, bloated and thatched with wiry dark hairs.

Cindy was so absorbed in staring at his cock that Jim took her off guard when he suddenly pushed her onto her back and threw himself on top of her. His hard hairless chest flattened her throbbing tits, and his wiry bush ground against her soft golden muff. His rigid cock was sandwiched between their bellies, hard as a rock and violently throbbing.

"Honey, I just gotta fuck you," Jim panted. "My cock's so stiff, it hurts. Please, Cindy, open your legs."

Cindy wondered what to do. Her parents had assured her she'd go straight to Hell if she fucked before she was married, but she was so achingly horny, so frantic to know about fucking, and here was a perfect chance. It was the burning need in her virgin pussy that made the decision for her. Jim's big stiff finger had felt so great in her cunt. Wouldn't his bloated stiff cock feel even better? She moaned and opened her legs, and Jim sank down between them.

"Oh, Jesus, yes, baby," he panted.

He grabbed his painfully swollen prick and wedged it between her thighs, stabbing around and trying to find her cunt. Cindy felt his hard hot prick battering her swollen slit, and she moaned with need. Then at last he hit the target, his big knobby cock-head plunging about an inch into her cunt.

"Uhhhhhh!" Cindy gasped.

"Yeah, baby, take it!" Jim cried hoarsely. "I'm gonna get all the way into you."

Just then they heard a car pill up in the driveway. "Oh, damn, it's the Dolans!" Cindy moaned. "Hurry, Jim, you've got to get out of here."

Jim groaned, leaped off her, and fumbled into his clothes. "Shit!" he cried. "Shit and double shit!"

As he raced for the back door, Cindy tugged on her clothes and pretended to be asleep on the couch.