Babysitter Club Pt. 01

Babysitter Club, Part 1

"Hey, Rachel. How you doin'," I said as the young woman got into my car. Rachel had been our babysitter for the past year. She was a cute, 20-year-old college kid, who was out to make a little money. She always came over wearing casual clothes, her long brown hair cascading over her shoulders and hanging straight down her back. She was definitely a cute kid, one that was most likely driving the boys wild. And I admit that I was taken by her. I even admit that I wanted her... sexually...

Tonight she was wearing some cotton shorts and a spaghetti strap top, and looked absolutely delicious. Her legs were long, smooth, and tan. Her stomach showed a little between the shirt and the shorts giving a peek-a-boo feel. I groaned inwardly as she buckled her seatbelt.

It had been a rough year for me and my wife but we tried to keep things together. For some reason she had lost interest in sex. Neither one of us knew what had happened and had stopped even talking about it months ago. But the frustration really got to me. I was masturbating a lot, looking at porn on the Internet. Every now and then I slid into a strip club for a dance or two. I'd even bought a few magazines that were still around, hiding them in my bedroom. I needed sex bad.

For the past six months or so, my wife and I would still go out to try to renew our spark, and had Rachel over to watch Timmy. The pressure was obviously getting to me when I started flirting with the girl. It wasn't like I was perving on her or anything, but it was a difficult situation, with me being fifteen years older than her and being married. Rachel didn't seem to mind too much, and fought back with a little sexual innuendo, although she was shy about it.

I don't know why I didn't feel bad about lusting after her. I guess it was just because it felt good and she responded positively to it. And, so far at least, nothing was going to come of it.

Well it was another Friday night and my wife and I were going out to dinner and a movie. I went and picked Rachel up from her house and brought her over. We joked all the way over, with me teasing her about how good she looked and about how all the boys must be swarming over her. She just smiled and blushed, doubting it, and telling me that they're just stupid boys anyway. It seemed to me she was telling me that boys her age were too immature and she wanted someone... older. But I thought maybe I was reading too much into it in order to fit my fantasy.

Soon after arriving, my wife and I disappeared out the door, giving Rachel instructions on how to reach us if something came up.

The night was ok, I guess. About the same as it had been recently. We ate dinner without saying much and the movie wasn't anything special. It was a good romantic comedy that certainly put me in an amorous mood, but my wife seemed as cold and distant as ever. Less than half-way into the movie Cheryl, my wife, got a phone call that her sister was in the hospital from a car accident. She was going to be alright, but was a bit busted up. Cheryl, of course, was going to go see her immediately. Since I had to take Rachel home, she suggested I just go see her at the hospital tomorrow. Since the hospital was almost two hours away and Brenda's, Cheryl's sister's, house was near there, she decided to stay at her house at least for the night.

We left the theater quickly and zipped home. I went into the house to see about Rachel, while Cheryl jumped into her car and left. When I opened the front door, Rachel was on the couch watching TV and Timmy was in bed. She had moved hastily and suspiciously to hide some kind of magazine and sat up quickly. She was a little flushed and out of breath. I was suspicious, but didn't think too much of it.

"You're home really early," she said, breathing heavily.

"Yeah, Cheryl's sister is in the hospital and she went over to see her. She's going to be gone all night. I guess I'll grab up Timmy and take you home." I glanced at the couch and saw the magazine peeking out from under the pillow. Rachel looked at me with a little fear in her eyes. I knew I caught her doing something she wasn't supposed to be doing. I don't know what made me do it, but I went over to the couch and pulled the magazine out. I heard Rachel groan as I caught a look at the title and picture on the cover... "Teen Dreams"... with a beautiful girl, half-naked, showing her lovely, bald pussy to the camera. It was my magazine. I flushed red in embarrassment.

"I'm sorry, Mr. James..." she started to say.

"Rachel," I interrupted her. "You don't have to apologize." I turned to face her, still with the magazine in hand. I didn't know what to do or what to say. We were both caught red-handed, me owning something like this, obviously turned on by it, obviously masturbating to images of girls her age. And she being caught just looking at it out of curiosity. I remember where I typically hid it, in my dresser, but I didn't know how she found it. "I should apologize to you for even having something like this."

"No... nothing wrong with having it. I guess guys like that kind of stuff." We locked eyes for a moment and I had an overwhelming urge to just kiss her. She looked so innocent and lost, but so sensual.

"Where did you...?"

"It was under the couch," she blurted out quickly, anticipating my question. "I wasn't snooping or anything."

I nodded my head as I remembered that I almost got caught red-handed like she had. Cheryl had come home early from work a few days ago while I was looking at it on the couch. I shoved it under there fully expecting to retrieve it later and put it in its proper hiding place. "I know. That was my fault. I shouldn't have put it there."

I kept the magazine in hand as I moved towards the stairs. "I guess we should grab Timmy and get you home."

"Mr. James?" she asked, hesitantly. "You won't say anything about this will you... you know, to... Mrs. James?"

I laughed. "No. Believe me, she doesn't know *I* have these, let alone you seeing them. She wouldn't be too happy with either of us, but I think I'd be in far more trouble than you."

She seemed very relieved. I guess we kind of shared a mutual bond, both being caught and all.

"Do you... you know... like the pictures in there?" she asked hesitantly.

I wasn't sure I wanted to go down this path, but answered anyways. "Yeah, I do."

"Do you think they're sexy?"

"Yeah. Very." I gulped, feeling my mouth get dry.

"Do you think I'd... you know... look sexy like that?"

She seemed too innocent to be asking such a question. But, I guess it's the insecurity of her age... maybe the images the advertisers throw out there. "I think you look sexy no matter what," I answered.

She smiled, but still seemed like she wanted something. "You know I like you... a lot..." she said, looking me in the eyes. "And I'm glad you think I'm sexy. I was thinking that maybe... you'd..." She seemed to trail off as if not knowing how to ask her question.

"I'd what?" I asked, feeling my mouth get very, very dry all of the sudden.

"If you'd take pictures of me like that. Maybe they'd be just as good as the one's in the magazine."

I stood there, dumbfounded. She wanted me to take nude pictures of her. "I don't think..."

"I want you to. And I... I want you to look at them and think about me like you think of those girls. The girls in the magazines."

She was certainly coming on to me and was certainly persistent. My resistance was fading fast. I gulped as I thought about what I was getting into. "You want me to... to... take nude pictures of you and then play with myself while I look at them?"

She nodded her head, looking a little embarrassed, yet excited.

"Um... ok..." I didn't know why, but I pulled my phone out of my pocket and brought up the camera app.

"Would you pay me... you know... a hundred dollars?"

I thought about it a moment. I spent that just by going to the strip club once. Having naked pictures of her would assure I don't go there for many months to come. In the long run... she'd save me money. I reached into my pocket and pulled out some cash to see how much I had available... and nodded, licking my lips.

She gave me a sexy, sly smile and sat on the edge of the couch. I brought the camera up and began taking pictures as she slowly and surely stripped. Her hands continually caressed her body and she looked directly at the camera a lot as she pulled her shirt up over her breasts, exposing them to me. Her fingers slowly circled her nipples and pinched them, making them very hard. I could tell she was getting very excited doing this. As was I. My cock was at full attention.

Her hands slid all over her body, caressing her breasts, her stomach, her thighs. She looked down as her hands started to move over the material covering her pussy. Her fingers pressed into her clit and circled. I could tell she was really getting into this. It was like she enjoyed being watched, enjoyed being lusted after. After several minutes, she moved her hands to the waistband of her shorts and pushed one underneath. I could tell from the bumps in the material that her fingers returned to teasing her clit, circling it, a finger driving into her moist depths.

She was moaning softly now, her eyes closing every now and then as the pleasure overtook her. With her other hand she pushed the front of her shorts and panties down, freeing her hand and showing her beautiful pussy to me. She lifted her hips off the couch and slid her clothes down her legs and off, tossing them aside. I continued to snap picture after picture, zooming in on her body, loving how it was so open to me after all this time of imagining it.

She opened her legs wide, lay back on the couch, and started masturbating. It was an incredible sight, one that was sending me over the edge as well. One, then two fingers slid into her depths as she fucked herself. It didn't take long before she orgasmed. She let out a lovely squeak and moan as her body tightened and convulsed on her hands. Her body flushed red and was covered with a sheen of sweat. Her smile was golden as she opened her eyes and looked at me.

"Was that ok?" she asked, teasingly.

I licked my lips, wondering what to do and say. "Yeah, that was... awesome." I lowered the camera and realized how many pictures I actually took. It was... amazing.

"Can I see them?" She sat up, still naked and not shy about it at all.

I started to hand her the camera.

"No, on the big screen. Can you put them on your computer?"

"Uh... sure," I said, hesitantly. I went over to the desk and connected the computer to my phone. It took a few minutes to move the pictures from the phone to the laptop, and when it was done I brought up the viewer to see them.

Rachel moved behind me as I sat in the desk chair controlling the viewer. She put her hands on my shoulders as the first few images appeared.

"Wow, those *are* nice. You're a good photographer." Her mouth was by my ear and I was sure she could feel me shiver as her nearness sent pleasures through me.

I moved through a few more pictures as we watched. Suddenly she moved around me and sat on my left leg, her legs draped between mine. "I need to sit down," she said. She draped an arm around my neck and we both stared at the images on the screen. When they began to show her moving towards her pussy, she squirmed a little. "This is getting me excited again." I could feel my hardness straining against my dress slacks, wondering if she knew what she was doing to me.

"Yeah. It's been having the same effect on me," I laughed.

"Maybe you should... release a little tension," she whispered. Her left hand moved to my chest and began stroking it, slowly moving down to my stomach and closer to my groin. I looked at her as she stared at my tented pants and then looked down to watch her hand slowly caress it. God it felt incredible and made me even harder. She giggled as I gasped in pleasure, knowing that she was doing this to me. She grabbed the zipper between her fingers and pulled it down, then fished inside to feel the hardness there. With even less material between her hand and my cock, I lurched up as the pleasure surged through me.

"For another hundred... I'll let you touch me," she whispered.

I nodded. I'd agree to just about anything at this point. As she continued to caress my hardness, my hand moved from the mouse and slowly started stroking her leg. She opened them wider, inviting me in as she shivered in need. My left hand draped around her hips and held her tightly as my right slid up onto her thigh, my eyes glued on the downy fur adorning her pussy. It looked incredible to me. Her pussy was glistening with her juices and was engorged with blood, so open and pouty. The clit at the top was peeking out from its protective sheath. She was definitely turned on.

I slowly moved my hand up her thigh and let my fingers slowly and gently caress her pussy lips. I figured if she didn't want me to do it, this was her chance to tell me no. But she did nothing of the kind. Her hips even pushed into my hand a little, encouraging me to go further. I licked my lips as I moved my hand even more onto her, caressing her pussy with my palm, letting my fingers slip between her lips. She was so hot and wet and was gasping, practically begging me to take her.

She moved her left hand up to caress my arm, giving me more room to move. She leaned hard against me, her head resting against mine, her arm holding my shoulders tight. I pushed a finger into her, slowly, and started fingering her. I started slow and gentle at first, moving as deep as I could and then teasing her G-spot when I held it there for a moment before pulling out.

"Oh, God," she moaned, breathing heavily. Her legs were quivering in excitement and her hand gripped my arm tightly wanting me to please her even more. I fingered her fast, then, driving in and out as fast as I could move. Her body locked up and she held her breath between pants. She was obviously in heaven. But before she could cum, I pulled out and used my finger to coat her clit with her juices, toying with it.

"Fuck," she moaned. "Don't stop!"

I moved two fingers to her entrance, then, and slowly pushed them both inside. She groaned at the larger width... her fingers were a lot smaller in comparison to mine, but her pussy accommodated them just fine. I slowly fingerfucked her, my hand twisting with each thrust. Her fingers pinched her hard nipple making her moan. Her body was so on fire now. It took only moments before I was moving quickly, letting my fingers drive in and out of her once again.

She was panting with desire. Her body was so ready to cum.

"Oh my God... oh fuck..." she panted, obviously nearing her orgasm. In just another moment, her body went rigid as her pussy convulsed on my fingers. I felt her fluids flood over my fingers and hand and slowed my attack. I pulled my fingers from her wetness and brought them up to my mouth to taste. She was so sweet. I looked over at her and saw her smiling broadly, her face absolutely flushed and glowing, her eyes half closed as the pleasure coursed through her.

"Oh, God, that was so good," she whispered, moving in and kissing me. Our tongues battled furiously as we held each other tight. She slipped her leg over me, straddling me, and pressed her body against mine. My hands cupped her ass and pressed her pussy into my hardened cock. I could feel her heat through my pants and wished I could just fuck her right then and there. Her hips pushed in and back, letting my cock rub against her. I knew my pants were going to be soaked from her, but I didn't care.

Finally, we stopped kissing and just hugged for a moment. I let my conscience play out what I'd just done and felt guilt wash over me. It wasn't that she was *that* young or anything. She was only a few months from her twenty-first birthday in fact. But the age difference and how it all played out just bothered me. With my hands on her hips, I pushed her back and mumbled that I needed to get her home.

She got dressed while I went upstairs and gathered up Timmy. He was still in a deep sleep as I fastened him up into his car seat in the back seat. Rachel got into the front with me, still all smiles. She was just so adorable.

I figured this was the only time something like this was going to happen. I was going to have to just let her down easy and make sure I do the right thing. We drove over to her house in silence, just listening to the radio that was playing low in the background. It was late and dark out, so the time seemed to fly by. We got to her house at about midnight and it was dark. I turned off the lights and turned towards her.

"Thanks..."

"... one more," she interrupted me. She unfastened her seat belt and slid over beside me, then unfastened mine. She started unfastening my pants as I sat there dumbfounded. "You didn't get to relieve your tension yet."

"Rachel...", I started to protest but she quickly had my cock out and exposed. Her hands started sliding up and down its hardened length. She was right. I was still damn excited by what had happened. I don't think my erection eased off at all.

"You know I've never done this before right?" she asked, a little shyly.

"I know," I said. I'd wondered if she'd had sex with one of her boyfriends before.

"I don't want it to be bad or anything. I don't want you to be disappointed."

"Shh," I said. "You're not going to be bad at all. It'll be great and I'll enjoy it."

She smiled, although she didn't look too confident. "It's so big and hard. Damn," she whispered, stroking me. She licked my shaft a few times to lubricate it, sending shivers all over my body. She smiled when she noticed my reaction. "No blowjob tonight. That's something you can show me next time," she said. Her hands pumped up and down, up and down, moving faster and then slower, changing rhythm. Squeezing more... licking the head... Oh God it felt so good.

I was so close now. "I'm... oh God... I'm cumming...," I panted. And then the damn burst and my cum started spewing forth from my cock. She was stroking me so hard and fast that my cock was pointed every which direction, sending spray after spray all over the car. She giggled, obviously enjoying my explosive state. Her laughing made me laugh and before I knew it we were cracking each other up.

She was so easy to be with and certainly helped me when I needed it most. The next test was where do we go from here. Just before she got out of the car, I fished out my wallet and gave her everything I had, almost $400.

*****

It was another week before I saw her again. I went up to the hospital the following day and Cheryl came back to the house for work on Monday. We spent the next week with our normal activities, and Brenda called mid-week to say she was being released on Friday. She asked Cheryl to come up and help her over the weekend. I had to take care of Timmy, so I stayed behind.

I spent the entire week thinking about what I'd done with Rachel the previous weekend. It was strange how guiltless I actually felt. I felt... happy... I suppose. I was relieved from the pressure of not having sex for the past twelve months or so. I was relieved to actually have intimacy again in my life.

But she was a young girl and society wasn't going to let me just do what I wanted. So, I'd have to hide it.

Cheryl left Thursday night so that she could pick Brenda up from the hospital on Friday morning. I called Rachel on Thursday to set up a "babysitting" appointment for Friday and Saturday. I know it wasn't a good idea to have her at the house, but it was comfortable there and Timmy did love having her around. We'd just have to be careful.

I had Timmy in the back seat when I picked Rachel up at her house. She was dressed about the same as always, definitely sexy-looking, and was smiling like the Cheshire cat. She tried to act "normal" as she got in the car and buckled her seatbelt. I drove away from the house and I opened up, putting my hand on her thigh and slowly stroking it.

"I was so happy you called me," she said. "Last weekend was so awesome!" Timmy was out cold when she looked back at my son while her hand stroked my arm. I moved my hand between her warm, soft thighs which she parted for me, sliding it closer to her pussy. "That feels nice."

We drove on further and I couldn't get enough of touching her. My hand moved up and played with her clit through her pants, pressing in and circling it the entire time. I was so rock hard. About ten minutes into the trip she told me she had a surprise for me.

"Yeah? What's that?" I asked.

"You'll have to wait and see," she teased, shyly. She could barely look me in the eyes, but certainly didn't mind what I was doing to her.

Somehow this quiet, young woman had turned into a temptress. She was driving me crazy with desire. I tried to move my hand into her shorts to touch her pussy directly, but she slapped at it. "Keep your hands on the wheel, mister."

We finally arrived at the house around 8:00 and moved inside and downstairs to the family room. Rachel took off with Timmy and started playing with him. I moved to the couch and sat and watched, talking to Rachel, and generally flirting with her. And she flirted back... did she ever. She would take every opportunity to let me touch her, touch me, flash me, and even touch herself with me watching her. She was loving this new-found freedom.

When 9:00 rolled around, it was time for Timmy to go to bed. Rachel volunteered to tuck him in while I waited. I stayed on the couch and contemplated what I wanted to do with her. It was strange, the thoughts going through my mind. I wasn't thinking about whether or not to fuck her. I was thinking about how *much* I was going to fuck her. And I certainly wanted to badly.

I turned the lights down lower to get rid of the glare and make it more romantic and then sat back down to wait. Rachel came down the stairs about fifteen minutes later, walking a little shyly, as if she wanted this so bad, but didn't know how to make it happen. She wore a nervous grin of excitement. She walked over to the couch, standing in front of me. I opened my arms, inviting her to sit on my lap.

She sat down, putting her arm around my neck, almost like we'd sat the last week in the office chair. I hugged her to me with my right arm behind her and she put her head on my shoulder. I don't know if she could feel my erection or not, but I knew I was very aroused.

"Did you enjoy what we did last week?" I asked softly.

She took a moment, almost as if embarrassed to even talk about it. "Yeah... a lot."

"I was hoping we could play some more. Maybe... try more things," I said hesitantly.

She giggled. "Me too. Maybe for... a hundred dollars?"

I nodded and smiled, then turned and kissed her on the forehead. I hesitated a moment, looking down at her. She then turned her face towards me so I leaned in and softly kissed her on the lips. We kissed lightly at first, barely letting our lips touch, but it became more passionate over time. She was panting excitedly as she squirmed on my lap, her hands grabbing behind my head to hold me to her.

My left hand moved from hugging her to caressing her body. It slid up and down her long legs, teasingly stroking her inner thigh and then moving up until I was cupping her breast outside of her shirt. Every erogenous zone I crossed made her whimper into my mouth, exciting me even more. I pinched her nipple through the thin material and felt it harden beneath me. She was wearing a bra today, so there was entirely too much material between us. I moved my hand beneath her t-shirt until it was again caressing her breast. I felt the lacy material of her bra and guessed that she bought some sexier underwear to show me.

Excitedly, I pushed her away and then moved out from under her, leaving her on the couch with me kneeling on the floor in front of her. I lifted her leg to slide between them and kissed it from mid-calf up to mid-thigh, moving slowly, letting my tongue slide along it in little lines. She sat there watching me, an excited, lust-filled expression on her face. I bit her inner thigh playfully and looked down at her pussy wanting her to see my desire for her. Then I smiled and put her leg down so that I was between them, lifted her other leg, and repeated the procedure.

"I want to see you touch yourself again," I said. She smiled and, as I watched, slowly moved her hands to her breasts, squeezing them. I was kissing and sucking on her leg, moving behind her knee to the sensitive flesh there. She squirmed below me and moved her hands down her abdomen and then slipped them beneath her shorts. Once again I watched the bumps in the material as her hand moved below it, sliding through her pussy.

She gasped as she hit a particularly sensitive spot at the same time I did.

"Fuck that's so sexy," I moaned. I pulled back, unable to take any more teasing. "Stand up for a sec," I said grabbing her hands and pulling her up. I knelt in front of her and kissed her stomach with feather-like touches. She giggled as it tickled her. I looked up and smiled as my fingers found the waist band of her shorts and slowly pulled them down. Her smile turned more passionate as her new, sexy underwear was exposed to my view. Her pussy was inches in front of my face and I could smell her heavenly, youthful scent.

I sat and admired her choice of panties for a moment. "For me? My surprise?" She nodded silently and smiled. "Very sexy. I approve. You look incredible." I let my fingers play over the material and leaned in to kiss and lick it as well, aiming for her sensitive clit. My hands moved to cradle and massage her ass and I pulled her into me, my mouth plastering hard against her cunt. I looked up at her as I lightly nibbled on her. Her expression was priceless. It was obvious that no one had ever gone down on her before. Her eyes were shut, her mouth opened as she panted. One hand grabbed her breast roughly, squeezing and mauling it in her pleasure.

I pulled back for a moment and slowly inserted a finger into the leg band of her panties and pulled the crotch aside, exposing her succulent flesh. "Wow," I groaned in approval. "What a gorgeous pussy." I could hear her breathing heavily above me. She put a hand on my head but didn't know if she wanted to stop me or pull me into her. I pushed in and sucked deeply on her pussy lips. She cried out in pleasure, her hand entwining in my hair and pulling on it reflexively. Her body was quivering, shaking with her desire and pleasure.

I backed off, enjoying how much I was able to tease her. It'd been so long since I was able to do this. I slowly and softly licked her pussy and clit, taking my time to cover all of the sensitive, tasty flesh. She was so wet from her excitement.

I knew when her body started to shake again that it was time to let her sit. I sat back and pulled her panties down and off her legs. I sniffed them as she sat back down on the couch. When she got comfortable, I moved forward between her legs and kissed her, letting my body lay on her a little. She felt so warm beneath me, and even though I was fully clothed, I could tell she was soft and silky smooth. Her legs clung to my sides and her arms wrapped around my neck.

I slowly disengaged and kissed across her jaw to her neck, lingering there as I smelled her lovely perfume. I then moved down her neck and kissed around her chest, avoiding her breasts. She moaned a little above me, loving the teasing I was giving her. My hands caressed her breasts and squeezed her nipples as my lips, teeth, and tongue took time making them ache with need. She was squirming when I moved down to her abdomen, kissing my way to her belly button where my tongue slithered and pried inside. I was enjoying her body to the fullest, wanting this to last as long as possible.

"Oh God," she moaned as my mouth neared her overheated, dripping pussy. Her body was definitely ready for release as I kissed her hips and upper and inner thighs, expertly avoiding her clit but coming oh so close to it. Every time she thought I was going to move onto her clit I either avoided it altogether or gave it only a quick teasing lick. Her hips lurched begging for my caresses. She'd felt my fingers last time as they danced on her clit and delved deep inside her body to bring her to orgasm. This time she was going to experience my mouth and the pleasures it could provide.

I finally hovered over her mound, breathing in the intoxicating scent. She was mewling above me, ready to cum.

"You're so fucking beautiful," I moaned. "Your pussy is incredible. I want to make you cum all night."

She twisted her body above me, gasping. I would let her touch herself to get off, and she was loaded to go. "Please do it," she whispered. I'm sure she didn't know what it would feel like, but she expected to enjoy it greatly.

I let my fingers slide up and down the outside of her lips, pulling them apart, squeezing them together again. I gathered her nectar on my fingers and spread it around her mound making her clit tingle. She was so excited that just a short pass over her clit brought forth her first orgasm of the night. Her body twisted, tightened, and convulsed for a couple minutes while I was above watching intently, trying to make it last just a little longer.

When she settled down, she thought I was done. But I was just beginning. I leaned forward and let my tongue start tracing little circles around her clit and lips. I pushed it between her lips and made a long line deep inside.

"Fuck," she moaned, closing her eyes and leaning her head back, barely believing how good it felt.

I used my fingers to pry her labia apart and give me access to the sensitive flesh inside. I licked with long, slow strokes, teasing her clit at the top. Her panting and gyration of her hips told me every time I hit a sensitive spot. I tried to memorize just what felt good to her. After a while I moved up to her clit and gave it some much-needed attention. I stroked it slowly on each side then laid the flat of my tongue over it to bathe it in heat. I could feel her push her hips into me, wanting even more, wanting to cum so badly.

I gripped her clit between my lips and sucked forcefully. It threw her off her game, her body tensed up suddenly and her skin flushed. God how I loved the taste of her. The room was filled with my slurping sounds and her moaning. Her orgasm was quick and forceful this time. I wanted to drive it from her young body. I wanted to make her scream in passion.

And she did. Her thighs tightened on my head, and her body crumpled in orgasmic pleasure. I thought she was going to crush or smother me before she finally relaxed.

I then settled into more relaxed pussy-licking, licking her cum up and taking the time to tease her properly. I let my fingers play at the entrance to her pussy for a moment before sliding them inside her and slowly fingering her with them. She was so tight. I knew I was going to adore fucking her. As I fingered her, I casually flicked her clit with my tongue. She moaned above me and I smiled up at her. I loved the sounds she made, the moves she made, when she was excited. It drove me insane as well, making my cock swell.

She put her hands on my head for a moment, telling me to stop. I was reluctant to do so, but knew I'd have her again before the night was through. She sat, panting, her eyes closed. Then she sat up and pulled me into a searing, sloppy kiss. Her mouth was all over mine, her lips and tongue sliding all over my face. She was tasting herself, I realized. Her hands were busy on my torso, feeling my body, trying to remove my clothing. She pulled my shirt over my head and then kissed my chest, her tongue circling my nipples.

She sat on the edge of the couch and told me to stand, she wanted to remove my pants. I stood up so that my cock was level with her face. Her tiny hands unbuckled my belt and unfastened my jeans. The pulled them downwards as she kissed and licked my bellybutton. My cock tented my boxers beneath, exciting her. I lifted each leg, letting her slide the pants off them. Then her hands caressed my cock through the thin underwear, sliding up and down its length. It was very hard and I'm sure she felt it pulsing in her hand.

She teased me like that for a moment, kissing it through the thin material as her hands stroked me. She then pried the waistband down a little exposing the head. She kissed it softly and let her tongue slide over it for a minute. I wondered if I was going to shoot my load right then or not. Luckily she stopped when she heard me groan. She pulled my boxers down and they joined my pants and shirt in a heap on the floor. She lightly grasped my shaft with her soft hands and slid up and down its length.

"I don't know what to do," she said softly, a little frightened.

"I'll teach you." I was too happy to oblige. "First of all, I want to feel it on your face. Wipe it around your face." She leaned in and pushed it against her. She moved it up and around her face. It was so erotic watching this young thing with my big, hard cock on her, as if she was worshiping it. "Now treat it like a popsicle. Lick it up and down and nibble on it."

She let her tongue out and, tentatively at first, licked it. Her tongue felt so hot and moist against me it made me shiver with excitement. She slowly licked all the way from my balls up to the head. It felt heavenly. Then she gave short licks and nibbled on it a little bit. Oh God, my legs were shaking. I couldn't believe how sexy this girl was.

"Fuck, you're killing me," I moaned. She smiled up at me.

"Now put the head in your mouth and run your tongue around it."

She moved to the end of my shaft and let her lips open and wrap around just the head. Her mouth was so warm and moist it drove me crazy with lust. Her tongue slid over and around it before she lightly sucked on it. Damn, she was good.

"Can you put more in?" I gasped.

She pushed down a little, allowing more of my cock to slide into her mouth. It didn't go far, but even that was hotter than hell. Her mouth slid up and down my shaft. Her slurping sounds filled the room, but I could barely hear her because of the freight train running through my head. I was so fucking hot. I wanted to blow my load so bad, but I certainly didn't want to do it yet.

She'd only been going down on me for five minutes before I made her stop. I just couldn't take much more and knew I wanted that pussy wrapped around my cock more than anything else. I pulled free of her and sat on the couch, urging her to sit on my lap. She swung her leg over and sat on my legs facing me, my cock between us. I moved my hands to her ass and pulled her towards me so that her pussy pressed against my erection. She naturally pushed her hips up and back, grinding against it. Her face was perfectly in line with mine, so I pulled her into a kiss and held her tightly against me.

She was whimpering as she kissed me and her body moved quickly against my cock. It was rubbing right on her clit and she enjoyed the feeling. I moved her hips back a little and felt my cock move more between her legs, right at the entrance to her lovely pussy. She froze for a moment, knowing that this was it. She was actually going to get fucked. I'm sure she was scared a little as well as highly aroused by the thought.

"Don't worry, I'll go slow," I whispered between kisses.

She backed away from me, her hands cradling my face. We looked into each others' eyes as she sat down on my erection, letting it pierce her. Her face showed her exertion as she pushed it in deeper and deeper. It was obviously filling her up more than she'd ever felt before. Her skin flushed as she felt the excitement of the moment pour over her.

She put her hands on my shoulders to balance against as she moved her hips up and down, letting my large tool slide in and out of her wet box. She mewled and moaned as it slowly pierced deep and almost completely withdrew. My hands were on her ass, helping her move up and down. She was so damn tight. Her pussy was squeezing my cock.

It didn't take long for her to loosen up and move faster. Her hips were bucking faster with each stroke. I brought my hands around to her front, one grabbed her neck in a little choke, the other caressed her nipples. She leaned into my choke, enjoying it. The little minx wanted me to dominate her, wanted me to control her and make her do nasty things. She was sure to get her wish.

I squeezed her neck a little more and she closed her eyes and looked up, giving herself to me. I pinched her nipple and her body quivered and shook, her hands grabbing my shoulders tightly.

"Fuck, yeah," I moaned as I felt both of our orgasms approaching. Her face tightened and scrunched up, her mouth opened in a primal scream as her body shook beyond her control. I felt her pussy contract around me as she came. When it subsided, she stopped moving for a moment and just leaned into me. I wrapped my arms around her and held her close, still moving my hips to push my cock in and out of her. I couldn't get a full stroke, but it was enough motion to keep the excitement high. I still hadn't cum yet and I so needed it. It'd been so long since I'd fucked someone.

I pulled out of her and moved her off my lap so she was sitting on the couch. I moved until I was kneeling again. I inserted my cock into her again and held it there for a moment. I grabbed her legs and hugged them to my chest so that they where straight out and basically together. I held them tightly as I continued fucking her, pushing in and out, in and out. She was writhing beneath me, her head being pushed into the back cushions.

I didn't know what came over me. I guess I forgot who she was or forgot what was happening. I just had to get off. It'd been so long. I started ploughing into her, harder and faster. I was grunting with each thrust as I slammed my hips into her ass again and again. I was really fucking her now, my way. She was simply a pussy to me at that moment, a tool to make me feel good.

It didn't take long for me to finally cum. Not long after starting, I could feel it welling up inside me, wanting to burst out. Within another minute it did. I pulled out just as I felt my cock contract again and again, spraying all over her pussy, abdomen, and chest. It was like a damn burst. My God she made me so damn hot!

I don't know if she came again or not, but I sat for a few minutes afterwards. My eyes were closed and I felt my heart racing as I hugged her legs tightly. After a while, my heart rate returned to normal and my cock had deflated. I opened my eyes and looked down at Rachel. She was laying in the couch, breathing heavily herself. I smiled down at her, but she had a hard time even smiling back. Looks like I wore her out.

I went to the kitchen and got a soft cloth wet and came back to clean us both up. Then I lay behind her on the couch and we watched TV together, with me hugging her from behind, until it was time to take her home.