Kevin Sellers
Horny eager babysitter

CHAPTER ONE

"Ahhhh, that's it, honey," Al Burke moaned, leaning back on the couch and sighing happily. "Rub it nice and slow like that. Yeah."

"I… I don't think we should be doing this, Mr. Burke." Janie Sanders' voice was a shy tremor as she stroked his bulging crotch delicately. Her fingers groped along the stiffness there, exploring with a mixture of hesitation and curiosity. She squirmed uncomfortably, listening for the sound of Mrs. Burke's car pulling into the driveway and vaguely aware of the moistening sensation in the crotch of her panties. "I mean, your wife could come home any minute, and I'm supposed to be watching Tommy."

"What's there to watch?" Al countered with a throaty chuckle, fully aware of the girl's willingness, and determined to overcome her fears. "Tom's asleep, and there's no way Marsha's going to sneak up on us while she's driving that old clunker of mine. Besides, her bridge parties always drag past midnight. We've got a whole hour to ourselves, so let's just relax and enjoy it. Here, maybe this'll help."

He slid an arm around her shoulders, drawing her to him.

Janie didn't resist. Actually, she knew he had a point. There was no danger of getting caught, with little Tommy Burke asleep, in his room and. Mrs. Burke gone. But she couldn't help feeling a small twinge of fright. She'd never seen a man's cock all hard and throbbing before, let alone held one in her hand. His prick pulsed rhythmically, shooting electric jolts right to the growing itch in her cunt.

Al gave a deep groan, thoroughly enjoying the teenager's massaging hand. "Oh yeah, that's nice. You know, you're the best babysitter Marsha's ever hired. Looking out for Tommy the way you've been doing the past couple of months, taking care of the place while I'm at business meetings and Marsha's off with her clubs and organizations. Yeah, you're quite a find, all right. Now rub a little faster."

As he spoke, the big, meaty hand draped over Janie's shoulders slipped sound and fell casually across one of her large blouse-covered tits.

She gasped, instinctively clenching her fist on his crotch as a thrill of new excitement rushed through her. "Mr. Burke, please. I shouldn't. It isn't right. I ought to be getting home, and just because you said it would feel good, that doesn't mean I want to… oooh!"

Her voice broke breathlessly as he began to squeeze and knead her oversized tit, making her nipple expand and stiffen in response.

Even under the layers of fabric, Al could feel that promising pebbly stiffness. His hand squeezed more confidently. "And what's wrong with feeling good, babe? After all, you've been doing such a tine job for me that the least I can do is repay the favor. There's nothing wrong in that, is there?"

Using his most soothing tone, he stole his free hand up to the front of her overfilled blouse. His fingers plucked expertly at its buttons and, one by one, they popped free.

Janie was really trembling now, her body turmoil of conflicting emotions. Still a virgin, she'd never done anything remotely like this before. But then, Mr. Burke had never arrived home so early before, either. His weekly meeting had been cut short. She'd dropped the book she was reading, practically jumping off the couch in surprise as the front door opened and he walked in unexpectedly. "Don't bother getting up," he'd said, grinning. "It's just me."

"Oh! Oh, hi, Mr. Burke," she'd stammered. "I didn't mean to jump, but I wasn't expecting you so soon."

"Got out early," he'd explained briefly, discarding his jacket and tie, then plopping down beside her with a drink in his hand and a heavy sigh. "Ahhhhh, it's great to be borne. Christ, what a day!"

Shy and a bit embarrassed at sitting alone with him, she'd started to leave. "Well, I guess you don't need me anymore tonight."

"No, wait." He reached out and abruptly caught her hand, pulling her back down on the couch with an enticing grin. "This is a good chance for us to talk and get to know each other, Janie. Besides, I don't like to relax alone. And maybe since we're here together, you can help me relax. Okay?"

Uncertain, but drawn by his handsome features and fetching smile, she nodded and sat back down. "How can I help you relax, Mr. Burke?"

"Like this?"

Still grinning, Al had pulled her hand over to his crotch.

It had happened that suddenly, without warning. Janie felt that mysterious twitching hardness rise up against her palm, and she knew instinctively what it meant: Mr. Burke had a tremendous hard-on!

She'd never felt a cock before in her life.

All she knew about pricks was what she'd seen in magazine pictures and heard from other girls. She'd certainly never expected to find actually holding one.

And that was how it began. Scared by his sudden action, but unable to overcome he curiosity, Janie automatically began to massage that massive swelling bulge. Strange, juicy excitement poured from her unfucked cunt, and she kept massaging even as her bionic foil open and Mr. Burke's eyes widened appreciatively.

"Jesus!" he murmured, pushing the loose flaps apart to expose her overflowing white bra-cups. "You've got a gorgeous pair of tits, you know that? Just the kind I like best – big, creamy and soft. Oh yeah, real soft."

One of his large hands covered a bulging cup, and Janie gasped when he started to rhythmically squeeze. She managed a weak smile and tingled with a mischievous heat like nothing she'd experienced before. "You shouldn't be doing that, Mr. Burke. It… it isn't nice, and it's making me feel so strange."

Al laughed, his voice a bit harsh as he kneaded her big tit and watched her pale mound quiver and strain against its cotton cage. "That's just what it's supposed to do, honey. But it won't seem so strange, once you've done it a few times. What we need is to get more comfortable. And he'll start by getting you out of this thing."

To prove her point, she gave his cock a hard squeeze.

"Ahhhh!" Al let out a chuckling groan, once more massaging her bra-confined tits and admiring the way her twin swells overflowed the garment, threatening to burst out. "Keep doing that, Janie. Just keep doing that, and we'll both be real comfortable before you know it. And just to show you what I mean, I'll make things even easier."

Al reached down, and he unfastened his slacks. The zipper made a slithering sound under Janie's hand and in one motion, he arched slightly and tore the pants down to his knees.

It was the first real-live cock she'd ever seen. It burst free, swinging up huge and bloated and veined to a full eight-inch length from its thick nest of black curls and spongy sack of enormous balls. His knobbed prickhead was all red and inflamed, and the little pisshole winked slickly open, oozing a droplet of clear pre-cum.

The sight took her breath away. Mr. Burke's cock was a monster!

As if reading her thoughts, he chuckled again. "Ahhhh, that's better. What do you think, baby? Is this enough cock for you?"

Janie's mouth opened, but all that came out was a shocked: "Ohhhh."

Pleased at her reaction, Al took advantage of it. "Go ahead, give it a real feel, for a change. After all, you're the one who made it like that. You might as well get the full benefit."

Her hand was hovering hesitantly over his upright prick, and the invitation was too good to resist. Her fingers dipped briefly over its smooth, fat length in a short, caressing stroke. Almost without thinking, she wrapped her hand into a fist around his thick fuckshaft. It throbbed hotly in her palm, pulsing with an energy that seemed to flow right down to her seething pussy with melting force.

Janie was mesmerized. Her small fist began to move, pumping up and down on his enormous cock slowly at first, then faster. More fluid oozed from its pisshole, and she sucked in a breath.

"Oh… oh, gosh, it's so big!"

"You bet it is." Al could barely keep from moaning as her hand gave his cock a few sharp jerking tugs that made his balls ache. "And you did it. How does it feel to make a man all horny like this? You like making pricks hard, don't you?"

"I… I guess it's all right."

Her answer was hardly more than a whisper as she gazed at his stiffened cockmeat almost unable to believe that she'd caused it to be that way all by herself.

"Yeah, that's it," he gasped, grinning. One of his hands sneaked around behind the fascinated girl, unnoticed. "That's real good, just keep it up. Not that you're having any trouble on that score."

Without warning, Janie felt her bra unhook. Before she could stop it, before she had time to fully realize it was happening, the bra cups flopped loose and her big tits sprang into view. He gasped, and Al's eyes went wide with delighted surprise at the huge, firm globes of flesh that bounced into the open. Pale and unsagging, thrusting out like a pair of snowy mountains, they were magnificent. Their sheer hugeness crushed them together.

Al decided they weren't really snowy at all, but more like ice cream. A pair of oversized vanilla scoops, topped by the biggest, pinkest cherry nipples he'd ever seen. Each scrumptious bud was the size of a half-dollar piece, and both swelled out into inch-long spires that expanded as if begging to be licked and sucked. He felt his mouth water, thirsting to do just that.

The bra slipped off as if by magic, and Janie felt a rush of new horniness at sitting nude from the waist up under his gaze. Her fears and inhibitions were quickly melting away, urged by the heat of his spasming prick in her hand.

"There," she said, managing a slight naughty giggle. "Now we're even. Is that fair enough, Mr. Burke?"

"For the moment," Al grunted back hoarsely, feasting on her lusty, inviting tits and enjoying the tugging ride of her fist. "It's a start, anyway. I always knew you had the greatest set of tits around, but these babies… Christ, they're something else!"

Abruptly, he reached out and cupped her mammoth tits, hefting them in his hands with an amazing delicacy that made Janie's young cunt cream even harder. And that cream churned into a juicy froth as his thumbs rotated over her rounded areolas, flicking across the two stiff pebbles on her nipples and making them quiver with life.

"Ahhhhh," she moaned.

"Oh, yeah, these are the fattest little candies I've ever seen." He choked the compliment out, watching her buds spike out all the harder as she squirmed breathlessly. "So cute and stiff, good enough to eat. You'd like to have these tits sucked a little, wouldn't you, sweet stuff?"

At any other time the suggestion would've shocked her but, by now, Janie was too engrossed in her newly aroused sensations and the feel of a prick to do more than gasp.

"Mr. Burke, you're… ahhh… you're terrible! If your wife knew what you were doing to your own babysitter, she'd explode!"

Her scolding had little effect, because it came out in a husky giggle that wasn't in the least reproachful as he thumbed her luxuriant nipples into rigid aching fires.

"First explosions first," he replied, grinning. "And that's just what I'm going to do if you keep on pumping at me like that. Now slow down, baby, and let me treat myself to some of your sugar while I'm at it."

His head ducked then, mouth puckering and lips fastening on an aching nipple.

"Ohhh!"

Janie gave a squeal, automatically arching her shoulder as he greedily sucked her rigid bud, licking and lapping and slurping at its enormous pink stiffness with loud smacking gulps.

This was the first time she'd ever had her tits sucked. Her nipple sprang to a quivering erection as Al's rough, wet tongue flicked with delight over its tender bumpy surface.

"Oh, that… feels so… funny, Mr. Burke, it's… ahhhhh!"

Her words came out in panting gasps of surprised pleasure, and that only made Al suck harder. He could feel the teenager's resistance melting as she shoved her oversized tit to his face, at the same time pumping on his prick with harsh, urgent squeezes.

"Good," she purred, creaming furiously as his tongue tortured her fattened nipple to an aching tingle. "That feels so good, I can't help it! Suck me, Mr. Burke! Suck my tits. Ohhhhh – aaahhhhh."

Al's head moved, and he switched from one tit to the other. She wiggled and writhed on the couch as both her pink nipples were slickened by his hot, sucking mouth.

At the same time, his hands were also busy. They had sneaked up under the teenager's flared skirt. His fingers groped along the slick, silky fabric of her panties, then hooked under their elastic band. As he gulped and smacked at her juicy tit, he began to ease the panties down, peeling them away with a deftness that almost took her by surprise.

"Huh… Mr. Burke!" Janie gasped, realization dimly sparking within her as the panties slid off. "You're… you're not supposed to do that! Don't, please."

Al released her big nipple from his lips to grin and his voice soothed her fears over. "Now, there's nothing to worry about, is there? You want it as much as I do. Hell, do you think I can't sniff out a sweet cunt when it's practically drooling for some of my prick? Relax, honey. I'm just going to give us what we both need, and you know it."

His tone was soft, but insistent as be inched the panties off, ignoring Janie's feeble efforts to stop him. They slithered down her slender thighs and, in the next moment, collapsed in a crotch-soaked tangle at her feet.

"Ahhhh, that's it," he chuckled, triumphant. "Now just lean back while I get a look at that sweet, hungry pussy of yours."

"No…"

Janie tried to stop his strong hands as they shoved her skirt roughly up, but the tingling ache deep in her cunt seemed to make her weak and powerless. She merely whimpered as the material was bunched into a heap at her waist, completely exposing her drenched pussy to view.

"Jesus!" Al let out a pleased murmur as he gazed down at the girl's sopping cunt. Her pink, soft pussylips flared open like delicate butterfly wings fluttering in a bush of soft golden curls, oozing fragrant juices that made his mouth water. "Oh, Jesus, you've got the sweetest little cunt I've seen in along, long time. I've just gotta get a taste of that pussy, too. I could eat your honey up, baby, and that's exactly what I'm going to do."

Twisting around, be pushed down between her legs. Janie was still limply struggling as his glupped into her downy golden cunt fur, and his tongue shot out.

"Ohhhh, Mr… ohhhh!" The moment Al's tongue slipped between her pink cuntlips, Janie's pussy exploded in a gush of horny cream like nothing she'd ever quite known before, making her cry out. "Please, I can't stand it! It feels like I'm going to piss! Don't, don't… don't stop, do… ohhhh!"

Al would've smiled if he could have. But at this moment, his tongue was lashing around between the teenager's hot little pussylips, drinking in the floods of juice that poured from her.

She'd never before experienced anything even remotely like the rough tongue that slid along her pussy now. He was tasting every delectable inch, letting his tongue slither across her small clit to send jolts of pure pleasure shooting all through her.

"Ohhhh, yes!" she mewled, squirming and gazing down at Mr. Burke nuzzling between her slender thighs. His tongue glided over her cunt lips, pushing deep into the soft, downy carpet of her pussy mound. "That feels so good I… I can't help it! I'm really going to piss! I'm pissing, Mr. Burke, I'm pissing!"

For the very first time in her life, Janie quaked in an eruption of orgasm. Her youthful body wrenched up in a spasm of pure bliss as Al's tongue lapped the cunt cream that blasted her tight little pussy. Instead of piss, floods of sweet cuntjuice poured from her in wet furious waves.

"Mummm… uhhm," he moaned.

Licking the teenaged girl to an undulating joy of luxurious ecstasy, he suddenly changed his tactics. While ripples of joy still rolled through Janie's shuddering body, his tongue teased between her soft pussylips.

This was a sensation she'd never known. Still reeling in climax, she felt her cuntlips pried wetly open as something fat and hot slid between them. Mr. Burke's tongue pushed into her, flailing wildly and wiggling like a big frantic worm, burrowing deeper.

Almost before she knew it, she was straining upward in response, arching in glorious abandon as his tongue slithered between her plump cuntlips and wedged inside her. She cried out as it started to glide bank and forth like a softly fucking cock, sending her heated pussy into new spasms of delight.

"Yes! Yes, oh, yes, Mr. Burke, eat me! Eat me up! Make me come all over again! That… oooh, that's so fucking nice! Faster, faster!"

She was squealing as his greedy tongue plowed in and out of her cunt, lapping her juicy inner walls and plunging deeper for more. He honestly couldn't remember when he'd ever tongue-fucked a cunt quite so snug or sweet. That fact made him probe hungrily up the teenager's drenched pussyhole just as if it was his stiff, sore cock stabbing into her. Giving a muffled groan, Al burrowed between her out flung legs and swallowed the juicy stream that flowed from the babysitter's bucking cunthole.

It took only a few furious strokes to have her climaxing again, wailing in sheer abandon as she soaked up the first cunt-eating she'd ever had. Janie couldn't have stopped now if she'd wanted to. Fresh spasms ripped, through her, and she hunched in obliging frenzy.

"Eat me, Mr. Burke! I'm coming again, ohhhh, I'm coming! Co… commmiiinnng!"

A series of earthquakes seemed to erupt from her tongue-filled pussy. She flopped back on the couch with a frantic upsurge of her hips that plastered her cunt to his face as tremors rippled again and again throughout her. It was more than Janie could stand.

"Aaaahhhhh!" she screamed.

She writhed and twisted in a fury of gleeful release, no longer caring if Mrs. Burke walked through the front door.

And that was exactly how Al wanted her.

At last, he lifted his juice-slickened face, grinning wetly from ear to car as she slumped in a gasping heap before him, eyes fluttering in the throes of climax. This was the moment he'd patiently awaited. He had the teenager panting and twitching in front of him, her legs lolling wide apart and inflamed pussy sinking open, glistening with a mixture of cream and saliva.

And right now, his cock was throbbing with painful stiffness, just begging to be eaten up by her sweet, tight pussy.

"Oh, Christ, you beautiful fucking little bitch!" his voice came out a croak, and he had to swallow hard. "Now it's time you found out what that cunt of yours is for, and I've got just the explanation you need, right here."

Rising onto his knees as he spoke, he let his prick swing up like a thick tree branch swaying in the breeze, its rippled hardness jutting out more insistently than ever. As he moved forward, Janie's eyes fastened on the sight. They bulged in realization.

"Ohhhh… ohhh, no!"

The words came out in a mere gasp, and it war already too late.

Al's inflamed cock speared straight at her open, greased cunt, then jabbed in.

"Guuuuhhh!" she cried.

Janie thrashed as Mr. Burke's monster prickhead pushed into her fuckslit prying her cuntlips apart. They snapped around it with rubbery squeeze, forming a tight, hot vise that made him growl deep in his throat.

"Yeah, oh, yeah that's just fine," Al hissed, enjoying the mixture of pain and joy on her faces she twisted on the couch, her pussy locked about his cocktip as if they had melted together. "Take my prick like a good girl, and I'll show you just how much fun that delicious little pussy of yours can really have. You're going to love this, baby just take it nice and easy… ahhhh."

With tender care, he began to ease his cockhead deeper inside her.

She cried out as her virgin cunt mouth was shoved even wider.

"I… I can't. It's too big, ohhhh, you're splitting me open! No, no don't… hhhaaaaaaaa!"

Scathing deep inside Janie seemed to tear apart. She wailed in writhing agony as inch after inch his big, stiff prick slid into her wrenched pussy, filling it with unbelievable pain.

"That's it, baby." Al's voice was a hoarse, pleased grunt as he pushed forward atop the lurching, sobbing teenager. "Just relax your little cunt and take it, because I've got a lot of cock that needs some of your precious fucking. That's it, open those sweet pussy muscles up, because here it comes… ahhhhh!"

His bloated cock sank the last of its eight meaty inches into her, and she couldn't hold back a fresh scream as it crammed her cunt to its limits and beyond.

Janie's glazed blue eyes bulged. Her torn, aching pussy squeezed on his enormous cockslab in a heated clamp, as if she were soldered to it. This was like nothing she'd ever read in books. Fucking was supposed to be a nice, warm, tingly experience, like having her tits sucked or her clit licked.

She hadn't expected anything like this – oh, it hurt!

But at the same time, a new ache rippled through her stretched-open cunt, not quite like anything she'd ever known before. A flood of hot, syrupy juices poured over Mr. Burke's cockbase, and her agonized thrashings grew rhythmic and less painful. She whimpered, at once frightened and aroused in a strange, overwhelming wave of bliss that she wouldn't have believed possible.

"Ohhhh, you're tearing me apart! I can't stand it! Ooooh, oooohhhh."

Al laughed. Christ, this little bitch had the tightest cunt he'd ever fucked. "Oh, yeah, that's real good, baby. Now you're getting the hang of it. Yeah, I think we're ready for some real fucking now, aren't we?"

He pulled a few inches of his cock from her slurping hole, then plunged.

"Guuuuh!" Janie gasped.

She lurched, but that only seemed to work his prick deeper.

"Jesus, that's good!" Grunting for breath, he threw his cock back again, then slammed it deep. Then again. And again.

"Unh… unh…" Janie gurgled, her slender legs jerking with each thrust. To her dulled amazement, the pain began too seep away. Her flared cuntlips sucked on his giant fuckshaft as if to hold it in while more and more of it slid in and out, shoving up her cunt channel with increasing fury.

It was really happening. She was really being fucked. Mr. Burke seesawed back and forth on his knees, groaning and gasping and thrusting his prick into her with long, harsh lunges that made her whole body shudder. His cock base pounded against her erect clit, sending fresh spirals of sensation tearing through her. His big hands held her legs roughly open, and his huge, fuzzy balls slapped against her ass with a series of wet smacks.

Before she knew it, Janie was hunching up to meet him. She couldn't resist the tides of gushing joy that surged through her with each forceful slant of his rock-hard prick into her pussy.

When she cried out, her voice was a wail of pure delight. "Ohhh, yes! Fuck me Mr. Burke, fuck me! Your cock's so big, it's killing me! Faster, fasterrrr!"

A new climax exploded within her. This was the real thing, as if her earlier orgasms were no more than tearing twinges. Janie soared up with a delirious scream, plunging her pussy onto his prick in an absolute frenzy of ecstasy.

Her young, steamy snatch thrashed onto his cock with frantic urgency, and Al let out a long, breathless moan.

The sudden sucking friction of her squeezing cunt was more than he could take. Pounding his cockmeat into the sobbing girl with fresh strength, he felt his overloaded balls erupt.

Janie felt it happen. Even in the midst of her orgasm she felt his prick suddenly ripple deep inside her. Bouncing wildly up, she felt his first blast of hot jism spurt in a long thick arc up her pussy. That made her came all the harder.

"Yesssss!" the girl, squealed as jet after jet of cum flooded her young cunthole. Al Burke pumped his load of jizz to her with long, fast cock strokes, gasping his satisfaction.

"Yeah, take it, take you sweet little bitch… ahhhhhh."

Janie undulated under him until every tremor of their mutual orgasm had been soaked up.

Then, filled with cockcream and moaning ecstatically, she collapsed on the couch in a dizzy, cum-bloated heap.

"Oh, shit," he moaned.

Al sank atop her, drained and satisfied, he chuckled as the babysitter's tight pussy squeezed in a natural sucking vise on his emptied prick, collecting every last drop.

"How'd that feel?"

"Ohhhhh…" Janie couldn't help but smile, dazed. It was the first fuck she'd ever bad, and it was wonderful!

At last, Al pulled away. His softened cock slurped from her snug youthful cunt, and he rose to pull up his pants. "Better get dressed now, Janie. We don't want my wife walking in on us at this late date! Besides, we'll have lots of chances to relax like this, now that you're out of school for the summer. I mean, I can always use a good babysitter."

He was grinning as Janie slowly sank back to reality and reached for her rumpled clothes.

Wobbling slightly at the feel of Mr. Burke's hot jism leaking down between her thighs, Janie rose. She slipped into her panties, bra and blouse, then smoothed the wrinkles out of her skirt.

Then, abruptly, she turned to face him with a small, fleeting smile. "Is that a promise, Mr. Burke? I mean, we can do that again sometime?"

"You bet we can." Not quite able to believe the hopeful tone of this luscious, ripe teenaged girl, he grinned wider than ever. "The very next chance we get, I promise. You can think of it as a sort of fringe benefit, okay?"

Janie smiled and nodded. She walked to the front door but, at the last minute, turned back.