Selena Kitt - Babysitting the Baumgartners

“Marco!”

“Polo,” I whispered.

His head turned toward me and he grinned, lunging at me just as I pushed off from the bottom, trying to swim away. We both went under for a moment, and he had me by my thigh, gripping his way up to my hips, his big body twisting against mine under the water. For a moment, I was beneath him, in his arms, pressed against him, and I felt something hard against my leg. I didn’t realize, until his fingers brushed over my breast, sending shivers through me, what it was.

I came up gasping and so did he. We were out deeper now, and I had to stand on my tiptoes to stay up. He was under the water to his shoulders, his face inches from mine.

“You got me,” I whispered, licking my lips and sliding my thigh against his. His eyes widened and then I felt his fingers gripping my hips, his knee sliding up the inside of my thighs, dangerously high, until I heard Henry calling, “Ronnie’s IT!”

I smiled as I turned away from him and started swimming back. He followed. We played a few more rounds, but then the kids got bored and wanted to go work on their “sand village.”

We three “adults” spread out a couple blankets and laid out in the sun. Mrs. B was next to me and Doc had his own blanket on the other side of her. I looked over at Mrs. B. She was on her back, her arm thrown over her eyes. I couldn’t help watching her breasts rise and fall with her breath, full and fleshy under the white bikini top. I called up the memory of what she looked like laying there topless.

Doc moved up on his elbow, facing me, and when I met his eyes, he smiled. I felt him watching, his gaze moving over me like a heat. I stretched, arching my back, and saw his eyes widen and then darken, his smile fading as he watched me roll to my side and then over onto my belly, adjusting my straps.

My skin and hair were still wet from the swim, and the heat of the sun felt good. I opened my legs a little bit, lifting my hips, knowing that my bare ass rose up in the air as I did. Through half-closed eyes, I watched him watch me, a lazy smile on my face. I couldn’t help glancing down at his crotch, and even in the loose material of the suit, I he was hard. I licked my lips, remembering the length of him, how his hand moved up and down the shaft.

My now-bare pussy tingled with feeling, and I wished I was alone so I could touch it. I fantasized about his hand there, those big fingers spreading me open. I glanced down at his suit again and saw him shifting, moving things around, and wondered what it would feel like in my hand…my mouth…inside of me. My pussy ached at the thought.

I was totally lost in my fantasy when a stream of cold water splashed over my back, making me scream and kneel up. Henry laughed and ran, trailing a blue bucket behind him.

“Ooooo you’re going to get it!” I stood up and took off after him.

I caught up with him at the shoreline, grabbing his swimming trunks. He squealed and apologized, laughing still. I tackled him, straddling and tickling him. He howled, twisting.

“Stop, stop! I’m sorry!” He begged, gasping. Janie watched, grinning.

“Henry, you shouldn’t have done that.” Doc stood behind me and I shaded my eyes as I looked up at him. He grinned, too. “As irresistible as the target may have seemed.”

“Very funny.” I stood up.

Henry still giggled as he stood, too. “Hop on pop!” He tackled his father.

Doc groaned, catching him with one arm. Janie squealed, running towards him, and he braced himself for her, mock-falling back onto the sand when she hit him in the chest. He laid sprawled in the sand while the kids crawled over him, trying to tickle him.

“You know I’m not ticklish.” He looked up at me as I walked by. “But I bet Ronnie is.”

“Hey!” He had hold of my ankle and I gasped, trying to shake him loose. “Oh, no, you don’t!”

“Hop on babysitter!” Doc called, and the kids screeched, jumping up to tackle me. I couldn’t get away with the hold he had on my ankle, and I tumbled to the sand as Henry and Janie tickled my ribs, making me laugh.

“Stop!” I gasped, rolling away from them, but Doc still had my ankle, and now his other hand was on my calf, moving up.

“I’ll hold her!” Doc grabbed my hip and used it as leverage to roll me onto my back. I was helpless, laughing as Henry and Janie dug their little fingers into my ribs. “You tickle her.”

My eyes widened as Doc climbed on top of me, straddling me. He grabbed my arms, pinning them above my head. My eyes met his, shocked and excited, and he saw it, putting his mouth next to my ear, the heat of his breath making me tremble.

“Got you,” he whispered, moving his hips just a little, letting me feel how hard he was, the length of him pressed right there between my lips. My clit felt like it was pulsing against the head of his cock.

“Stop, stop, stop!” I begged as the kids’ fingers found their way under my arms, making me twist and squeal underneath him. I couldn’t stop laughing, and still the feel of his erection between my legs made my pussy throb and my head pound.

“Okay, okay!” He sat up a little, looking into my eyes. “I think the babysitter’s had enough.”

I shook my head and mouthed the word, “No,” meeting Doc’s eyes and moving my hips up just a little bit with the tiniest, almost imperceptible rock. He pressed into me, squeezing my wrists once, hard, before letting me go.

Henry took his father at his word and tackled Janie then, trying to tickle her, and they rolled and kicked in the sand. Doc moved off me and headed for the water, and I knew why-because he was hard as a rock. That thought left me breathless. I stood, brushing sand off of me. Henry got bored and went back to digging a “moat” around his “castle.” Janie joined him after a breathless minute.

“Carrie!” Doc waved toward shore. I saw Mrs. B sit up, shading her eyes. “Come swim with me!”

I wiped sand off my arms while I watched her wade into the water, swimming out to where he was standing. He grabbed her, twirling her around, making her squeal, and I watched them, feeling something hard and tight in the pit of my stomach.

I went and got one of the floats from the side of the house, climbing onto it and paddling through the waves. I lay on my belly, letting the water rock me up and down as I watched them playing together. They were a good ways off from me, splashing and laughing.

I closed my eyes and drifted, spreading my thighs and letting my feet dangle in the water, hugging the float to my body. The water rocked me a little closer, close enough I could hear them.

“No one will know,” Doc said, and I opened one eye, seeing Mrs. B with her arms around his neck. They were shoulder-deep in the water. “Please, baby.”

“Doc,” she admonished, glancing toward shore, and then over at me. I made my eyes into slits, hoping to look as if I were sleeping. I knew what he wanted, because I wanted it, too. My pussy was aching, my clit a humming little swell between my thighs.

I saw his thumbs moving over her nipples through her white bikini top, making her gasp. He kept that up as he kissed her. I was close enough now I could see his tongue slipping into her mouth. I licked my lips, swallowing hard, the heat of the sun on my back nothing compared to the fire burning between my legs.

I saw Mrs. B glance over at the kids and then back at me. “What about Veronica?”

“She’s not paying attention.” Doc glanced over at me, too. “Please, Carrie? God, I can’t stand it.”

Mrs. B’s hand moved under the water, and I realized she must have his cock in it. That thought made my clit beg to be touched, and I slipped a hand slowly underneath me, edging under the tiny triangle of my suit.