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Archive-name: 3plus/babysttr.mff

Archive-author: David C. Kovar

Archive-title: Babysitter





     We came home early, that night.  The party was not very

exciting, so we made excuses and left before 10, even though we

had told Heather, our babysitter, not to expect us until after

midnight.

     And obviously, she did not expect us--at least, not right

then.  Although we made a normal amount of noise driving up to

the house and walking in, she didn't hear us at all.  In fact,

neither of them did.  Not she or her boyfriend, lying on the

couch in a passionate embrace, seemed to notice as we entered the

living room.  We were both startled, and hesitated awkwardly, not

knowing what to do.  Then you placed a finger on your lips,

motioning me to be quiet; and we both relaxed, leaning quietly

against the door frame, enjoying the unexpected entertainment.

     Both Heather and her companion (who was unknown to us) were

fully clothed, but the young man was trying to correct the

situation.  He slipped his hand inside her blouse, which was

already half unbuttoned; she moaned softly, but slowly,

reluctantly, pulled his hand away.  He slowly reached in again,

undoing one more button; even more slowly, she removed his hand

again.  Like a stuck record, the identical motions were repeated

over and over.

     It was not difficult to understand the young man's

fascination with what was under Heather's blouse.  When she had

arrived, it was obvious that she was not wearing a bra; her

large, firm breasts stood out proudly from her magnificent

17-year-old body.  I suppose I stared, but she didn't seem to

mind.  As we walked out to the car, you laughingly told me that I

could stop drooling.  And now, as if in a projection of my

fantasy, those luscious young tits were being stroked and

fondled.

     Suddenly, the boy seemed to tire of the game, and sat up on

the couch in a huff, still looking away from us.  Heather,

suddenly concerned, pressed up against him, her breasts nearly

overflowing her blouse, now almost fully open.  At first, he

would not be consoled; then he relented, and began to kiss her.

How long would it be before he tried again, I wondered, but the

youth had decided to try a different tactic; as he held her with

one arm, he began to unsnap and unzip his jeans with his free

hand.  With remarkable dexterity, and without relinquishing the

kiss, he opened his fly and pulled his jeans down just a little.

     Just a little--but enough.  The sexual teasing that he had

been subjected to had give him an enormous erection, which sprung

free with such force and suddenness that we both had to stifle

giggles.  Still without breaking the kiss, he took Heather's hand

and wrapped it softly around his cock.  After a few moments, she

withdrew her hand; then, she slowly broke the kiss and gazed

down, dreamlike, at his erection.  Slowly, on her own, she

reached for it, stroked it lovingly, caressed its length with

hypnotic fascination.

     Heather's friend moaned softly; and slowly, gently, but

inexorably, began to push her head toward his lap.  We exchanged

amused, excited glances; it was obvious what he wanted.  We

nearly gasped out loud as Heather began to lovingly kiss the side

of kiss cock, as he moaned in sudden pleasure.  She began to lick

the length of his cock with long strokes, obviously aware of--and

enjoying--the effect she was having on her partner.  Her red

tongue danced slowly up and down his swollen prick, teasing him,

unleashing his passion.  Suddenly, boldly, she encircled the head

of his cock with her moist, full lips.  The magnitude of the

unexpected pleasure seemed to be too much for her friend to bear;

holding her head down on him, he thrust wildly with his hips,

driving his shaft deep into her mouth.  Not surprisingly, she

gagged.  Unfortunately, we gasped.  Out loud.  And this time,

they heard us.

     Instantly, pandemonium reigned.  Our living room, calm and

sedate only an moment earlier, was transformed into a three-ring

circus in the blink of an eye.  The boy, a bright shade of

crimson, was grabbing at his pants, trying to stuff his wilting

hard-on back in, running for the door at the same time, stumbling

and tripping as he run, cursing.  Heather, shrieking, was

covering her face with her hands; then, still screaming

unintelligibly, she began to dash around the room aimlessly.

     I guess we didn't know exactly how to react.  On the one

hand, we were trying to reassure them both, to tell them that

everything was OK.  But we were both trying with only moderate

success to stifle our laughter, not wanting them to feel any more

humiliated than they obviously were.

     But we were too surprised to take any control of the

situation; and, an instant later, the boy had stumbled out the

door, and Heather was on her knees in front of me, actually

sobbing and begging.  "PLEASE don't tell my mother," she said

frantically.  "Oh God, and don't tell my father he'd KILL me I

won't do it again I didn't mean it please, PLEASE don't tell

anybody, I'll do ANYTHING, just don't tell them.  I'll do

ANYTHING!"

     With obvious effort, she stopped sobbing, and began to

regain a glimmer of her composure.  Hesitantly, she raised her

face and looked up at me.  I was standing there with my mouth

open, caught in mid-thought.  I was trying to say, don't be

ridiculous, of COURSE we're not going to tell anybody, now calm

down, and for God's sake get up off the floor, you have nothing

to apologize for...but that's when I realized that she had said

"I'll do ANYTHING!"

     "Anything?" I thought.  Hmmm.  As if she was reading my

mind, she repeated, more softly.  "Please, don't tell.  They'll

KILL me.  Please.  I'll do ANYTHING.  Please."  Her eyes

glistened with drying tears as she looked up at me pleadingly.

Getting no reaction from me, she turned her head to look at you;

but your eyes were locked with mine, as we both weighed the

exciting possibilities.

     As she gazed hopefully at you, she must have been surprised

to hear the sound of my zipper being quickly lowered.  As if in

disbelief, she turned her head slowly back towards me; then

gasped when she saw my cock hanging just inches from her face.

     "Well," I said, "for a start, you could suck me off."  Her

eyes, wide in astonishment, never left my semi-erect and

rapidly-growing prick.  "It looked to me like you were beginning

to enjoy yourself with your friend, and I'd be happy to continue

your lessons!"

     For a long moment, I couldn't tell what she was going to do;

then, as if in a dream, she leaned forward and circled the head

of my cock with her luscious young lips.  From behind her, I was

dimly aware that you gasped as my prick slid into her mouth.  She

began to suck on my shaft, gingerly, tentatively.

     You kneeled down behind her, hands around her waist, and put

your face next to hers.  "He likes for you to lick it, not just

to suck it," you informed her; to demonstrate, you gently licked

the point where her lips clasped my cock.  I could hear, or maybe

feel, Heather as she moaned softly.

     "Now," you said, like a patient instructor, "lick the

underside of his cock.  Right down the ridge.  All the way to his

balls."  An apt pupil, Heather followed your instructions with

increasing eagerness.  As she reached my balls, you gently lifted

them, caressing them in your hand.  "Now lick under his balls,

and between his balls and his legs.  See how far you can get your

tongue back towards his asshole."

     From my viewpoint, as I watched Heather lick and suck me, I

could see most of her tits, barely covered by her mostly-opened

blouse.  I saw you grin as you followed my gaze; obligingly, you

reached over and completed the uncovering.  Released from their

bondage, Heather's tits were large and ripe, thrusting up,

nipples hard with excitement, bouncing and swaying erotically as

she moved.  You cupped one breast in each hand, kneading her firm

flesh, teasing her enlarged nipples.

     Then, suddenly, you slid down, clamped your mouth over one

exquisite nipple, and began to suck.  Heather stopped her oral

exploration of my genitals and gasped in astonishment, mouth wide

open.  Of course, I was unable to resist such an obvious

invitation, and reinserted my cock into her waiting mouth.  After

barely a moment's hesitation, she began to suck my cock, moving

her head back and forth in a quickening pace.  In seconds, I knew

was about to explode.

     "That's so beautiful," you said.  "God I love to watch you

fuck her mouth.  You're about to cum, aren't you," you added

knowingly.  "Now listen, Heather," you implored, "try to swallow

all of his cum.  See if you can suck him dry.  Drive him crazy."

     She was, of course, already driving me crazy.  I grabbed her

head and added my urgency to her rhythm, sticking my cock deep

into her mouth, fucking her mouth as if it were a warm, wet

pussy.  And then I exploded, streaming what felt like gallons of

hot cum into her mouth.

     Despite your admonitions, Heather couldn't handle it all.

She tried--I saw her gulp down at least one mouthful--but she was

too inexperienced to keep up with my insistent spurts.  Finally

she backed up and released my throbbing cock; the last few spurts

of my cum shot onto her upturned face.

     I could see that she still had a mouthful of cum, and you

were quick to notice it too.  "I've gotta have some of that," you

said eagerly, and licked the traces of cum from her face.  Still

Heather's mouth remained full; cum continued to slowly ooze out

of the corners of her mouth.  Finally, you put your mouth on

hers; and, with your tongue, forced her lips apart to share my

cum with her.  I could see both of you swallow the remains of my

cum; and long after it was all gone, your tongues still explored

each other.

     The sight of you two beautiful women--one fully developed

and experienced, one young and naive--kissing each other

passionately was incredibly exciting to me.  Even though I had

just barely finished cumming, I could feel my cock slowly begin

to harden in response to the visual feast.

     "Jesus, I'm unbelievably wet," you announced; and, to

demonstrate, you stood up and removed your skirt and panties.

"Look," you said, spreading your pussy lips wide, and inserting

one finger deep inside.  Heather, dazed, obediently watched.

"Now, it's my turn.  Eat me," you demanded of her.  "Lick my

pussy.  I want to feel your warm tongue deep inside my cunt.

Suck my clit.  I want you to make me cum too."

     Transfixed, Heather leaned towards you, her head between

your legs.  I could see her tongue darting between your fingers

as you held your pussy open for her and showed her where to lick

and suck.

     "Lie down on your back," you ordered breathlessly, and just

about flung Heather around before she had time to respond.

Straddling her face, you lowered you pussy to her mouth, grinding

into her with increasing speed and urgency.  "Oh God," you kept

saying, "that's wonderful.  Eat my fucking cunt.  My God, I'm

going to cum!" And with a short scream, you did.  The incredible

turn-on of watching two women making it right before my eyes--

possibly the most arousing sight in the world--had caused my

prick to become almost entirely stiff once again.

     After just a few seconds, you seemed to have recovered some

of your composure, and were eager to continue.  You scooted back

a foot or so, leaving Heather's upturned face staring up

dreamily, your pussy juices smeared on her face.  "Take off her

jeans," you suggested; and, as Heather wiggled her ass helpfully,

I complied.  I pressed my hand to the center of her panties; as I

felt the wetness, Heather moaned softly.

     Quickly, I completed undressing her, and spread her legs

with her knees bent.  The thin line of her young pussy gleamed

with moisture; I ran my finger over it lightly, as Heather tensed

and moaned.  I lowered my head, and began to lick near the tops

of her legs.  "Oh my God," Heather said softly, "that feels so

fucking good!"  I paused, momentarily surprised to hear her

speak.  "Don't stop," she begged eagerly.  "PLEASE don't stop!"

     Before I could oblige, you offered Heather some timely

advice.  "Be more specific," you suggested.  "Tell him EXACTLY

what you want him to do."

     Catching on quickly, Heather didn't seem to need much

urging.  "Eat me," she nearly shouted.  "Make me cum.  Please--I

want to cum SO BAD!  Eat my pussy.  Lick my cunt--all over.  Suck

my fucking cunt.  Make me CUM!"  With ever-increasing excitement,

I eagerly obliged.  I slipped my hands under her butt, squeezing

her ass tightly, and began to explore her wet pussy with my

tongue.  I licked and sucked all over her cunt, and teased her

clit as she moaned and writhed.  In a surprisingly short time,

she shrieked and shuddered in a violent climax.

     Noticing my now fully-erect cock, you had a recommendation.

"Fuck her," you suggested.  "I'll bet that young, tight cunt will

drive you crazy."

     "Oh yes," Heather added, semi-deliriously.  "Please fuck me!

I want to feel you inside me.  I want to feel your cock deep

inside my cunt.  Please!  Fuck my pussy.  I'm so wet.  I'm so

READY!"  As if to demonstrate, she reached down to her

sopping-wet pussy, and easily inserted two fingers as far as they

would go.  I spread myself over her, filling my mouth with an

ample breast, teasing her cunt lips with the head of my cock.

"Stick it IN, stick it IN," she urged.  Slowly, I slid my cock

into her pussy.  It was one of the most incredible feelings that

I've ever had--her cunt was so fresh and tight that it felt like

a velvet glove, caressing me, squeezing me, lustfully pulling me

ever deeper.  Again I knew that I was going to cum quickly; and,

sure enough, after a few minutes of ecstasy I unloaded into her

snatch.  Spent, I rolled off her.

     "What kind of gentleman are you, anyway," you demanded

mischievously.  "You left the poor girl unfulfilled!  Well," you

added, "I'd be less than the perfect hostess if I didn't make

amends!" You repositioned yourself over her face, and this time

she eagerly grabbed you and started licking and sucking your

pussy.  With a moan, you stretched out over her and began to

reciprocate.  I swung around for a closer look at one of my

favorite activities, and watched as your tongue and lips explored

Heather's cunt.  Just as earlier it had her mouth, my cum

overflowed her pussy; you eagerly lapped it up, and rubbed your

face in the mixture of her juices and my cum.

     Incredibly, the magnificent sight of two beautiful women

eating each other's pussies began to make my cock hard yet once

more; and by the time you both came, I was stiff as a board.  I

jumped you as you rolled off Heather, inserting the length of my

cock quickly into your tender pussy.  Both semi-exhausted, we

began to fuck slowly, savoring every stroke with intense

pleasure.  Soon, I began to feel Heather's mouth between my legs,

licking and sucking my balls, trying to lick my cock as it

plunged in and out of your cunt.  Just as I could feel that we

were both about to cum together, I felt Heather's tongue circling

the rim of my asshole.  And just as she spread my ass and

squirmed her tongue deep into my asshole, we both came.

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