The hottest babysitter

CHAPTER FOUR

Cindy wished she hadn't promised to baby-sit for the Dolans again on Saturday night. Waiting for them to come home, all she could think of was how much fun she could be having with Jim. By eleven o'clock, when the Dolans finally showed up, she was so horny, she could have screamed.

"Do you want to stay all night, Cindy?" Mrs. Dolan asked.

"Oh, no, thanks," Cindy said, "I'd better be getting home." There was still a chance that Jim might phone.

"Darling, will you drive her?" Mrs. Dolan said to her husband. "I'm so tired, I want to go right to bed."

"Sure," Terry Dolan said, "Come on, Cindy."

Cindy had never been alone with Mr. Dolan before. It had always been his wife who took her home if she decided not to stay all night. As he backed the car out of the driveway, she glanced at him and couldn't help thinking how attractive he was.

She remembered how he looked naked, and she felt a shiver of longing.

A wicked idea came to her. She wondered if it would be possible to seduce Mr. Dolan. Her mind went into high gear as she started thinking of ways to turn him on. By the time they were halfway to her house, she'd come up with a plan. She waited till just the right moment, then gasped so loud that Terry Dolan stared at her.

"Cindy, is something wrong?" he said.

"Oh, gosh, yes, Mr. Dolan," she cried. "Will you please pull up that little road there? And hurry."

Cindy was familiar with that road. You could hardly see it from the highway, and nobody lived up there any more. Mr. Dolan did as she asked, driving several hundred feet up the road till they were concealed from the highway by trees. He turned to Cindy with an anxious look.

"What's the matter?" he asked.

"Oh, this is so embarrassing," Cindy moaned, "but I've got a bug inside my jeans, and it's driving me crazy. I'm gonna have to find it. I just didn't want everybody on the highway staring at me."

"I understand," Dolan chuckled.

He watched with amusement as Cindy unzipped her jeans and fished around inside them for the imaginary bug. She felt all over but didn't seem to find anything. She even touched the crotch of her panties and felt the moisture and radiating heat of her horny little pussy, then cast Mr. Dolan a despairing look.

"Darn," she said, "I'm gonna have to take my jeans off. I just can't reach that bug."

Before Dolan could say anything she was skinning out of her jeans. He didn't look amused any more. Seeing Cindy in her skimpy blue bikini panties, his eyes suddenly got glassy and hot with lust. The blonde had a luscious, curvy little body. He tried to control himself as she shook out her jeans and felt around inside them.

"Ooooo, no!" she squealed.

"What is it, Cindy?"

"It's inside my panties," she groaned. "Oh, Mr. Dolan, I just hate to touch bugs. Would you get it for me?"

Dolan swallowed hard and said as calmly as he could, "Oh, why, sure, Cindy."

She knelt beside him on the seat and Dolan gingerly tugged at the waistband of her panties and slipped his hand underneath, touching the luscious little rounds of her ass. He felt them all over and Cindy quivered with lust and hoped he'd mistake it for nervousness. His big hot hands felt so exciting on her bare ass.

"I can't feel anything," he said hoarsely.

"Ugh, I can," Cindy said. "I know it's there somewhere, Mr. Dolan."

Again he thoroughly explored her firm ass globes, found no bug, and slid a finger into the plump crease between the silky cheeks. Cindy stifled a moan of lust as he wriggled his finger right down to the sensitive puckered mouth of her shitter. She hoped he'd go further and touch her pussy, but instead he drew his hands out of her panties and looked at her, puzzled.

"Oh, my gosh!" Cindy quickly gasped. "It's gotten around front. Please, Mr. Dolan, hurry and get it."

Rushing with barely-concealed lust, Dolan stuck his hand down the front of her panties and touched the soft warm curls of her pussy. As he explored the golden fur, he felt his cock go hard as a rock in his pants, and he was glad the scene was lit only by moonlight. He didn't want the poor frightened kid to see that he'd gotten a hard-on for her.

"I still can't find the damned thing," he said.

"It's lower," Cindy moaned. "Ohhhh, please find it, Mr. Dolan, it's driving me crazy."

Dolan took another hard swallow and slid his hand onto her pussy. As he touched the scorching moist flesh, his cock gave a horny lurch and started to juice. Struggling to control his lust, he carefully felt all over Cindy's swollen juice-slick cunt. Cindy shivered with pleasure. It felt great to have him touching her naked pussy.

"Ooooooo!" she squealed helplessly.

"Don't worry, honey, I'll get it," Dolan panted. His fingers pressed everywhere, on her erect horny clit, into the hot little mouth of her cunt, and into every steamy fold of her gash. Cindy just couldn't control her lusty excitement, and she creamed helplessly, soaking his hand with a big scalding rush of juice. Dolan stopped still and stared at her, and then suddenly understanding dawned on his face.

"Cindy," he said, "there wasn't any bug, was there?"

"Noooo," she moaned, "but please don't stop touching my pussy, Mr. Dolan. It feels so good."

Terry Dolan had never been unfaithful to his wife in almost ten years of marriage. He'd never been tempted, because Amy was such a fantastic and eager lay. But this teenage girl was making him wildly horny, and for the first time he was tempted to stray a little. Amy would never have to know about it. Besides, Cindy was practically begging for it, looking at him with hot pleading eyes and rubbing her soaked cunt back and forth over his hand.

"Please, Mr. Dolan," she cooed.

"Well, okay, honey," he said hoarsely. "I guess I could do it a little more."

"Great," Cindy grinned, "just let me take off my panties so it'll be easier for you."

Stunned, he just sat there gawking while she gently slipped his hand out of her crotch, whisked off her panties, and lay down on the seat. She lay on her back, knees bent and thighs wantonly spread, and even in the moonlight Dolan could see the glistening pink flesh of her pussy and its dainty fringe of blonde curls.

His cock gave another horny lurch, and he wanted more than anything to whip it out and cram it into her tight teenage pussy! He had to remind himself that that would be rape, that the girl was underage, and she hadn't asked him to fuck her. She'd only asked him to play with her pussy. Sighing, Dolan reached out and ran his fingers over the puffed juicy flesh.

"Mmmmmm, yesssss," Cindy moaned. "Touch me all over, Mr. Dolan, I just love it."

He started with her clit, wondering if it would be as sensitive and responsive as Amy's. About all he had to do was knead Amy's clit once or twice, and she was ready to fuck. He seized Cindy's wet little clit between his fingers and rolled it gently but firmly, and the girl responded with a screech of pleasure and flooded his fingers with molten cunt cream. Dolan kneaded her clit harder, faster.

"Eeeee!" Cindy squealed. "That's it, Mr. Dolan, frig my clit good!"

Dolan felt his cock straining against his fly and tried to ignore the horny ache in his balls. No way would he be crazy enough to rape a teenage girl. But he felt his excitement steadily mounting as he roughly kneaded her clit and watched her writhe and squeal with pleasure. Her pussy radiated scaring heat, and his fingers were soon dripping with her juice.

"Uhhhhh, yesssss!" Cindy whined. "That feels so darn good, Mr. Dolan! Don't stop!"

She was really pleased that her bug trick had worked so well. Mr. Dolan was such a solid citizen, she hadn't dreamed she could get him to go this far. With any luck, she'd end up taking his big hard cock, but she sensed that she had to work through his inhibitions and scruples first. Meanwhile she could enjoy the delicious sensations that ripped through her pussy as he expertly frigged her clit.

Dolan gradually kneaded her clit even faster and harder, feeling the juicy bud swell and stiffen between his fingers. Soon it was throbbing violently, and Cindy's big blue eyes were rolling. She drenched his hand with more steaming cunt juice and moaned hoarsely as her pleasure mounted. Her slit felt scorching hot against his fingers. Suddenly she gave a piercing shriek.

"Ahhhhh, you're doing it to me!" she wailed. "I'm coming! Ahhhhhhh!"

Her petite body rocked and bucked, and her clit throbbed and squirted between his kneading fingers. Dolan was excited to see that she came just as violently as his wife did. Again he had to fight the urge to cram his achingly bloated cock into her gushing little cunt. He frigged her pulsating clit till she went limp and gasping.

"Ohhhhh, wow, that was fantastic," she sighed. "Please do it some more, Mr. Dolan."

"Already?" he gawked. "But you just got off, Cindy."

"I know," she grinned, "but I'm so horny tonight, I just can't seem to get enough."

Dolan began to wonder what kind of weird scene he'd gotten himself into, but he couldn't resist the chance to play with her cute little teenage pussy. He wedged the thick tip of his middle finger into the hot pit of her cunt and poked it around teasingly. Cindy responded with a lusty moan and jerked her hips, trying to impale her horny pussy on the stiff spike of meat.

"Ooooooo, get your finger into me deeper!" she whined. "I want all of it, Mr. Dolan."

Donan looked at her in surprise. She was acting pretty damned experienced, for a teenage girl. But he did what she wanted, cramming his big thick finger as deep as he could into her tugging pussy-hole. Cindy screamed with pleasure and soaked his finger with cunt-juice. He started finger fucking her, jerking his finger roughly up and down in her gripping pussy.

"Ahhhhh, yeah, fuck me with your fingers," Cindy whimpered. "I love it!"

Dolan groaned and almost came in his pants. He'd never felt a tighter pussy, not even Amy's on their wedding night Cindy's tiny cunt was hardly big enough to take his finger, let alone a cock. Besides that delicious snugness, her cunt was hot as a blast furnace and slick with juice. As he finger fucked her, she moaned in ecstasy.

"Ahhhh, yeah, so fuckin' good!" she whined. "Don't stop doing it to me, Mr. Dolan! Get me off!"

Dolan figured that wouldn't be hard to do. The girl was incredibly lusty. As he crammed his stiff middle finger in and out of her scorching little fuck-hole, she humped at the hard meat, slamming her juicy cunt up and down, taking his finger as deep as she could. A few seconds late he felt her pussy going tight as a vise around his finger.

"Uhhhhhbh, you're making me come!" she gasped. "Ohhhhh, yeah! Aaaggghhh!"

Dolan's cock almost tore its way out of his pants as he roughly finger-fucked the girl to a screaming orgasm.

Her heels beat the seat, and her whole body convulsed, her eyes rolling crazily. With his free hand he pushed up her shirt and watched her ripe round tits wobbling in her skimpy see-through bra.

As she came down from her climax and saw what he was doing, Cindy grinned and said, "You can take off my bra if you want, Mr. Dolan."

"I don't know if I should do that, Cindy," he moaned.

"Okay, I'll do it," she said eagerly. "You go on playing with me."

Dolan couldn't bear to say no. He knew he was getting unbearably aroused, close to losing his self-control, but he just couldn't leave the girl alone. While Cindy took off her shirt and bra, he ran his fingers all over her juice-drenched swollen cunt. He gawked hungrily at her luscious ripe tits and their stiff pink nipples.

"Mmmmmm, get me off again, please!" Cindy moaned.

Dolan's eyes were getting used to the moonlight, and he gazed down at her wantonly displayed pussy and could see everything – her erect clit, her drooling fur-fringed cunt, even her tiny puckered shitter. That small clenched hole gave him a wicked idea. He rubbed his middle finger in her gushing pussy juice, making it slick, then popped the thick tip into her tight little asshole.

"Oh, my gosh!" Cindy gasped.

Here was a kinky trick she'd never even thought of before. As Mr. Dolan grinned and slowly eased his big thick finger up her shitter, she felt incredible excitement. She found that her asshole was just as sexy-feeling as her cunt. He stuffed his stiff finger right to the last knuckle in her steaming little butt-hole, and she writhed around it and moaned.

"You like that?" he asked.

"Mmmmmmm! Yeah, terrific!" she moaned, her pretty face twisting in a big pleasure-grimace.

Dolan began ass-fucking her with his finger, and she squealed with pleasure as she took the deep stiff thrusts in her horny little shitter. It was every bit as good as being finger-fucked in her pussy, and even more wickedly exciting. Her asshole behaved just like her cunt, gripping and releasing the pumping finger, always trying to tug it deeper.

"Ooooooo, I love it!" Cindy whined. "Keep doing it to me, please! I think I could come this way!"

"That wouldn't surprise me at all," Dolan chuckled.

Gradually he jerked his stiff finger faster and harder in her scorching slick shitter, till he was doing it to her full-force. Still she showed no signs of pain. She moaned and wriggled her horny asshole around the stiff meat, and she soaked his hand with steaming cunt juice. A few more seconds of his stiff pumping, and he felt her asshole gripping his finger like a vise.

"Uhhhhh! Shit, I'm comng!" Cindy screeched.

It was weird to have an orgasm in her asshole, but the blast of pleasure quickly involved her whole horny pussy. Dolan went on jerking his finger deep in her convulsing shittcr, giving her spasm after spasm of hot pleasure. Cindy came so hard, she thought she'd black out.

"Ahhhhh!" she wailed. "Whaaahhh!"

Dolan decided, regretfully, that this kinky little game had to end. Another minute and he just wouldn't be able to control himself. His balls felt ready to explode with their steaming load, and his cock was painfully engorged. He popped his finger out of Cindy's asshole, wiped it with his hanky, and reached for the ignition key.

"Hey, Mr. Dolan, what are you doing?" Cindy howled.

"I really better take you home now, honey," he said.

Cindy was just getting started, and she just had to take his big hard cock before the evening was over. She thought fast.

"Wait, Mr. Dolan," she said, "there's just one more thing I want to do."

She took him off guard as she dived for his zipper, and the next thing Dolan knew, she had his fly open and was drawing his hugely bloated cock out into the moonlight.

"Cindy, what in Hell?" he sputtered.

"I just wanted to look at your cock," she grinned.

Dolan groaned. This was all he needed to completely blow his self-control. The girl eagerly curled her fingers around the fat hairy base of his cock and started to pump the hot throbbing meat. Shivers of pleasure went through his belly, and he slumped back against the seat, unable to resist the delicious sensations.

"Cindy, damnit," he groaned "if you don't cut that out, you're gonna be in real trouble."

"Trouble?" she purred. "What do you mean, Mr. Dolan?"

Dolan gritted his teeth. But Cindy knew just what he meant, even if she acted innocent. It was obvious even to the inexperienced girl that Dolan was aching to fuck her. Good, that was just what she wanted. She pumped his handsome seven-inch cock faster and saw big globs of juice steaming from his piss-hole. Eagerly she stuck out her tongue and lapped up the hot cream.

"Ahhhhhhh, Jesus!" Dolan moaned.

He'd had it. He was through fighting. Feverish with lust, he tugged down his pants and shorts in one quick motion and kicked them off. Cindy gawked hungrily at his hairy belly and bloated fur thatched balls. More big glistening bubbles of juice oozed from his cock cleft, and she hungrily licked them up and swallowed than.

"Cindy," Dolan panted, "there's just one thing I have to know. Are you a virgin?"

"Oh, wow, no," Cindy laughed, "nobody's a virgin any more, Mr. Dolan."

His last scruple out of the way, his cock about ready to blast off, Dolan growled lustily and threw Cindy down on her back. To his relief, she didn't scuffle or fight. She opened her legs eagerly and held put her arms, and he threw himself on her, his broad hair-matted chest pressing her stiff pink nipples, his wiry cock hairs grinding into her soft curly bush.

"Ohhhhh, yeah. Mr. Dolan," she panted. "Stick your cock in me."

Dolan hardly needed any urging. Snorting with lust, he crammed his massive rock-hard cock into her sopping little cunt. It was a damned tight fit, but her pussy was so slippery with juice that he managed to plow his rigid prick clear to her womb in one greedy lunge. He stuffed her full of thick throbbing cock and his hairy balls slapped her slit.

"Uhhhhhhh!" Cindy gasped.

"Oh, shit am I hurting you?" Dolan moaned.

"Nooooo," she whimpered, "but your cock's so big, Mr. Dolan." She sounded scared.

"You can take it, honey," he assured her. "Just relax. You got it all already, and you're still okay, right?"

"Right," Cindy said meekly.

When Mr. Dolan first crammed his huge cock into her tiny pussy, she'd felt stuffed breathless and very afraid he'd tear her in half. After all, it was only her second fuck, and Dolan's cock was longer and thicker than Jim's. But she wasn't going to chicken out. She knew she had to practice, because some day she wanted to be able to take the biggest cock around.

"Ahhhhh, baby, your pussy's so fuckin' tight!" Dolan moaned.

He started fucking into her slowly and sensuously, and Cindy felt sudden spasms of pleasure. If she relaxed, her cunt expanded enough to take his huge prick without danger. She clung to him, digging he nails into his sweaty shoulders, and started to whine, happily as he plowed deep into her steamy, gripping little fuck-hole.

"Ahhhhhhb!" she moaned. "Ummmmmm!"

"Feeling good to you now, honey?" Dolan panted.

"Mmmmm, yesss," Cindy moaned. "I love your big cook, Mr. Dolan. Ahhhh, yeah, fuck me good."

Dolan fucked into her faster, harder, and found that she could take it. She responded with a gasp of pleasure and soaked his cock with a huge blast of cream. Instinctively she threw her legs around his heaving back and locked than there so she could take his plunging cock as deep a possible into her seething horny pussy.

"Ooooooo, shit! You're fucking me so good, Mr. Dolan!" Cindy whined. "Don't stop!"

Dolan wondered just how long he could hold out. He'd been frantically horny for half a hour now, and the moment he crammed his swollen prick into Cindy's exquisitely tight teenage cunt, be wanted to blast her full of jizz. But his pride was at stake, too, and he wanted to bring the girl off. He gritted his teeth and fucked into her faster and faster.

"Uhhhhhhh!" Cindy groaned. "That's it, Mr. Dolan! Honey, fuck the living shit out of me!"

He shoved his hands under her grinding little ass and took a good grip as he started fucking her like a pile driver, giving her his cock as hard and deep as he could. The car began to rock, and the seat springs groaned and creaked. Cindy was screaming with pleasure as she took the almost savage pounding.

"Ahhhhhhh! Fuck! Aaahhhh!" she wailed.

Dolan felt her greedy red-hot cunt tightening around his pistoning cock, and then the girl shrieked, shuddered, and started to come. Her powerful young cunt walls squeezed his prick almost flat, and he just couldn't hold out another second. His balls spasmed violently, and he jerked his cock furiously as he started to flood her pussy with scalding jizz.

"Awwwwwww, Christ! Take my load, baby!" he bawled. "Take it all!"

"Give it to me!" Cindy howled. "Cream me good, Mr. Dolan! Yeah, aaaggghhh!"

Mr. Dolan looked a little sheepish when they'd finished, and he took her right home, but Cindy knew he wouldn't turn down another chance to fuck her. Now she had two gorgeous big cocks to have fun with, Jim's and Mr. Dolan's. But that didn't mean she wouldn't add to her collection if she got the chance.