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Babysitting II, by the Lone Banana
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BABY-SITTING: II
by The Lone Banana
When I was thirteen or fourteen, my mother was always
thoughtfully lining up baby-sitting jobs for me. I hated baby-
sitting. I have never gotten along well with kids, and it didn't
do my already low social standing any good: baby-sitting was for
girls.
I was baby-sitting for Fulchers'. Mr. Fulcher was away, as
he frequently was, and Marietta had gone out to a formal party.
The kids were asleep, had been for hours, when I heard the sound
of a car in the driveway.
I went to the window to see a car driving off and an
obviously inebriated Marietta staggering up the stairs to the
front door. I went outside to help her. "Where to?" I asked,
"Your bedroom?" She nodded. I helped her down the stairs to her
bedroom; she had recovered somewhat, and could stand unaided
without swaying too much.
She turned her back to me. "Unzip me," she commanded. I
undid the zipper of her expensive metallic-silver dress; I
couldn't help noticing that she was not wearing a bra. She
pulled her dress down and kicked it off. Dressed only in her
panties and stockings, she turned to face me, apparently
unconscious of the fact that she was topless. She thanked me for
helping her, then noticed where my eyes were--inevitably--
looking. She realized she was almost nude and clutched her
breasts, so that I could see only snatches of them between her
fingers. She blushed, then a glint came into her eyes and she
smiled.
Dropping her arms to her sides, she came toward me. "Fair
is fair," she said, "and if you get to see me topless"--she had
reached me--"it's only right I should see you topless."
She began to pull on my shirt, trying to untuck it from my
pants and take it off. I was a tad uncomfortable, but helped her
to get my shirt off. She threw it on the floor beside the bed
and ran her hands across my chest. She took a slightly unsteady
step back. "Take your pants off. Socks too."
I complied, hoping in a typically horny fashion that this
would lead somewhere. I was about to pull down my underwear, but
she stopped me. "No," she said. "Let me." She dropped to her
knees in front of me and slowly pulled my undies down, going
carefully past my obvious erection. My undies about my ankles,
she ran her finger up and up and down the side of my penis, which
jerked in response. She smiled and kissed the tip, then pushed
her head forward, taking me into her mouth.
Her mouth was warm and wet. She pushed forward, taking as
much of my penis into her mouth as she could. She gagged
slightly and backed off a little. Running her tongue teasingly
around my shaft, she began sucking.
I stood and enjoyed the sensation. She knew what she was
doing and did it well; I reflected that her husband must have a
fun time on his infrequent visits home. She sucked and moved her
head back and forth, now deep-throating me as much as she could,
now concentrating on flicking her tongue around the tip. One
hand cupped my balls, massaging gently and heightening my
pleasure.
The pleasure mounted. I entangled my hands in her hair,
controlling her head, and moved my hips back and forth, fucking
her face. Just as I felt the preliminary stirrings of orgasm,
she pulled away.
My disappointment vanished as she stripped off the remainder
of her clothing and flopped onto the bed. She lay on her back,
spread her legs, and held out her arms. "Come here," she said.
I crossed to the edge of the bed and sat down, then lay down and
began tonguing her vagina uncertainly. Her desire was such that
she wanted me in her, so fortunately my lack of experience didn't
matter. She pulled on my head. "Come on," she said. "I want a
kiss."
I moved up her body, pausing at her breasts to suck on her
nipples. As my lips reached hers, she grasped my penis and
guided it to the entrance to her vagina. She was well-
lubricated; it slipped in up to the hilt. She groaned under my
mouth. We kissed, and I began pulling my penis slowly out again.
"Slow and deep," she instructed, and I was only too happy to
oblige. I moved in and out, matching my strokes to her
breathing; as she breathed faster, I pumped faster. At last she
groaned in climax, holding me to her as her whole body went
tense. I held my penis at full penetration during her orgasm.
She kissed me, and pushed me away. Not sure what she was
doing, I was disappointed, but that soon faded as she rolled over
and arched her ass. She positioned herself so that she was lying
on her shoulders and knees, her vagina open before me. Eagerly I
moved to her and slid my penis into her again.
"I want you," she said, "to pump me hard and fast, as hard
and fast as you can, until you come." I slowly inserted my
penis, then withdrew and rammed it all the way into her again.
She groaned. "That's it," she encouraged.
Furiously I pumped into her body, enjoying every minute. So
was she, apparently; she came again, tensing up. I felt my
orgasm rise, but pulled out at the moment of my orgasm. I fought
it back, much to Marietta's displeasure. "I want you to come
inside me," she said, looking up at me over her shoulder.
"I will," I replied, and guided my penis to her anus. She
groaned in anticipation when she realized what I intended.
Slowly, using only her pussy juices for lubrication, I pushed my
cock up her ass. It felt so good, for both of us.
Slowly at first, then more rapidly, I began to fuck her ass.
Soon I was pumping into her ass as hard and fast as moments
before I had been fucking her pussy. I could not last long; the
feeling was too intense. "I'm going to come!" I informed her.
"Yes! Come in my ass!" she screamed, and I realized that
she too was highly excited. The moment arrived; I filled her ass
with my come, groaning in ecstasy.
I pulled out and lay beside her. We both recovered slowly.
We kissed, then rose. She paid me for baby-sitting (I've already
had my bonus!). I dressed and departed.
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