James Wellington - The Young Baby-sitter

Right away I fucked her hard and faster. God, she felt good. Her pussy grabbed and pulled at my cock as only a thirteen-year-old girl's tight little fuck hole can. The walls of her cunt enfolded my shaft on all sides with an indescribably wonderful hot smoothness as it moved in and out of her place of pleasure. I had discovered that I love fucking young girl's from behind like this. Their small, firm, round asses look so nice and sexy and feel so good as they slid back and forth on my prick.

Together we moved as one, my hips pressing forward as her little butt pushed back against me with each deep, hard thrust of my cock into her warm, wonderful cunt. This is what we both wanted and enjoyed so much: sensational sex, uncomplicated and without guilt or shame, just the enjoyment of sexual pleasure between two people for the sheer fun of giving and receiving pleasure.

We quickly found a rhythm, her ass banging against my loins and her sweet little-girl pussy made a wet, squishy sound each time my cock plunged into her. God, she was so wet and so hot. I was glad I'd cum already that afternoon; it would take me a lot longer to shoot off inside her, and I wanted to enjoy her young teenage body as long as I could.

"God, you feel so good…so fucking good…" I murmured softly to her.

"You know, you've spoiled me. Since I started fucking you and Megan on a regular basis, all my old girl friends call me up and want to know why I haven't asked 'em for a date. You know, I'm just not interested in them anymore. But, shit, I sure can't tell 'em that I'm having sex with a thirteen-year-old girl and her twelve-year-old sister, can I?"

I held her around her slender waist as I talked to her, my hands just above the waist band of her skirt. I could feel her ribs under my hands as I held her and I controlled the tempo of our fucking. Sometimes, we'd move together fast and hard; then, we'd slow down and I'd take long, slow strokes into her, keeping just the tip of my cock wedged in the tightness of her pussy lips before shafting completely into her again.

The change in speed was driving Molly crazy with lust as it built up that exquisite tension between her legs that could only be released in a flood of intense sensual pleasure. Her low moans of delight were getting louder and much more frequent, encouraging me to begin to drive my shaft hard and faster into her. We both needed the release.

Her ass slapped hard against the front of my thighs as I quickly fucked the horny junior high school girl from behind. I sensed that she was almost there, let go of her waist, and slid my hands forward up the sides of her slim body and underneath her. I cupped her firm, naked little breast mounds with my hands and pulled at her hard, pink nipples, banging fast and hard into her with my cock and sending her into orgasm.

She cried out, her head snapped back, and she sat up and leaned back against me. Her bare back rubbed up against my chest as she sat back on my lap, my hard cock still pushed all the way up inside her. I could feel the contractions of the muscles of her cunt as she came and I just held her against me, my hands gently massaging her sweet little breasts and making her orgasm even more powerful.

I was almost there, too, and took five or six more quick strokes in and out of her climaxing cunt before I felt a squeezing sensation in my balls and fired off deep into her pussy.

On the night of the sex party Megan, Amy, Molly and Jeremy were, of course, the first to arrive. The girls were all dressed pretty much the same: each was wearing a very short jean mini-skirt and a buttoned front shirt. None of the junior high school girls were wearing bras, though with their small, cone-shaped breasts neither Megan and Amy really needed one.

Jeremy was wearing a T-shirt and jeans. And, of course, none of the kids was wearing any underwear; that was the interesting part.

They all slipped their shoes off as they came into the house – sometimes shoes can get in the way of things. I gave them some jobs to do to get ready and they busied themselves setting up pillows and candles in the party room, putting some colored light bulbs in the lamps in the living room and, in general, trying to create an atmosphere of intimacy, adventure, and sex.

The other kids began to arrive about half an hour later and Molly let them in the front door. As instructed, each of the girls was wearing a short skirt and, when Molly reminded them what we'd asked them to wear, the girls were quick to slip their panties off and put them in a small basket I'd set on a table by the door. After she introduced us, she directed them to the party room.

Molly's friend, Becky, and her brother, Ted, were the first of the other kids to ring the door bell that evening. Becky, who'd just turned fourteen-years-old, was a cute, pretty young eighth grade girl of medium height with curly, natural blond hair that was so blond it was almost white and hung down onto her shoulders. She kept the front of it back with a large hair clip on the top of her head. Along with a slender, youthful body and small breasts, the attractive young girl had green eyes and a pretty, innocent, clean-cut look about her. She also had a big, warm smile and seemed very at-ease with what was going to happen that night.

Her brother, Ted, was in high school and was obviously older and more mature than the junior high kids. He was sixteen, tall, and very athletic looking, with broad shoulders, narrow hips, dark, wavy hair, and a ruggedly handsome face.

Becky had worn a plain white blouse and a regular knee-length, blue and gray plaid, pleated skirt, telling Molly that it was the only one she had.

It looked like she was wearing a uniform worn by girls who go to private schools. The skirt wasn't very short but, after she'd reached up underneath and slipped her white cotton panties down her slender legs and dropped them into the basket, she pulled the waistband higher up on her body, almost to the bottom of her peach-sized breasts. Now, the hem of the skirt was much higher up on her thighs and it hung down just an inch or two below the bottom curve of her pretty and petite and now naked behind.

She gave us that bright smile and said that being dressed like this made her feel real sexy, and her brother said he liked the idea, too. Becky told us that she and Ted wouldn't be able to stay too late: they were getting up early to go on a retreat with their church youth group the next morning. Because they both were so active in their church (Ted was the leader of the church group), it was important for them to go.

Sara and Aaron arrived a few minutes later. Molly explained that the two weren't really steady boyfriend-girlfriend; they just casually dated and casually got together to have sex. I guess Aaron was a real ladies man around the junior high school, and no girl could capture his full attention.

Taller than most boys in junior high, he had thick, blond hair and a cocky smile and attitude. I could see where young girls would find him attractive.

Sara was fairly tall for a girl her age, too, with short, light brown hair almost touching her shoulders. She had a plain, but pleasant face, a little freckled nose, small mouth, and bright blues eyes that almost seemed to glow. She had the body of a girl athlete, with long slender legs, very small breasts, skinny waist, and not much of a behind. Molly said she was the star player on the eighth grade volleyball squad and was also one of the smartest kids in the school.

Sara was wearing a dark red shirt that buttoned in front and a very short, bleached denim jean skirt. As the couple started to go into the room where the party was going to take place, Molly reminded Sara that the girls weren't supposed to wear anything under their skirts. With a lusty glint in her eyes Sara responded that she wasn't. Aaron gave us a big grin as the two young kids moved away. I think that the two of them had already begun to have some fun even before they arrived.