Nick Eastwood - Babysitter in heat

"Roll us over," she panted, "and keep your cock in me. We're gonna fuck again."

"Far out," Don grinned.

He managed the move, ending up with him on his back and Tracy sitting on his cock. It was an exciting position because he could reach up and fool with her ripe hot tits, and he could see the thick base of his prick spreading the pouting red lips of her cunt. She leered at him and started working her slick tight twat up and down his semi-hard cock. He felt an immediate response in his balls.

"Awwwww, Jesus, I'm getting hard again already," he moaned.

"That's the whole idea," Tracy giggled.

She used her strong cuntal walls to tug, stretch and squeeze his cock, and it wasn't long before she felt the thick base of his prick pushing her pussy-lips farther and farther open. She felt the big hard knob of his cock-head butting her womb. Then Don took over, his natural lusty instincts directing him to cram his rigid boner fast and hard in her gripping little fuck hole. Tracy gurgled with pleasure as he fucked her.

"Oooooo, yeah, give it to me, Don," she panted. "Fuck my pussy with that big ol' cock. Mmmmmmm, terrific!"

"It sure is," Don sighed, his face twisted in a huge pleasure-grin.

Don's first fuck lasted several hours. His cock wouldn't quit much to Tracy's delight. He'd, no sooner shoot his load than she'd feel his magnificent young prick getting stiff again inside her. Then the fuck-crazy teenagers would experiment with yet another new position for fucking. They did it with Tracy on top, then dog style, then on their sides, and at last Tracy found herself leaning against the wall while Don fucked her standing up.

"Aaaaaaahh, sheee-it," he groaned, "I don't ever want to quit fucking you, Tracy. Jesus, it's good."

"Don't ever stop," Tracy wailed. "Fuck it to me, Don, fuck the living shit out of meeeee!"

His long thick cock reamed the scorching depths of her cunt, giving her jolt after jolt of body-rocking pleasure. She felt herself coming again, and her curvy little body convulsed against the wall. Hot cream sizzled down her legs. She wailed and dug her fingers into Don's wildly jerking ass.

"Oooooo, I'm coming so good," she cried. "Fuck, shit, aaaahhhhhh!"

Don yelped and jetted his fiery load into her, adding to the thick hot streams of juice that flooded down her legs. They were just catching their breath after that body-blasting orgasm when they head a car turning into the driveway. They jerked apart and stumbled into their clothes, Don racing for his bedroom. A minute later Mr. and Mrs. Dixon came into the house and found Tracy alone and dressed, just a little flushed in the face.

"Hello, Tracy dear," Mrs. Dixon said, "how did it go?"

"Oh, just fine. Mrs. Dixon," Tracy purred. "Don – I mean, Donald – is such a nice boy."

"Glad to hear you two got along," Mr. Dixon said. "We'll be sure to call you next time we need a babysitter."

"Oh, do that," Tracy said, "please do."

Tracy decided it was time that Freddie learned some new tricks. If he was going to be her steady boyfriend, he was going to have to be awfully good in bed or, in this case, in the back seat of his father's car. Their next date was on Friday night, and Tracy prepared herself carefully, wearing her tights and most provocative clothes.

To her surprise, Freddie looked disappointed when he saw her. "Hey, Tracy," he said, "you're just wearing jeans and a shirt."

"Anything wrong with that?" Tracy asked.

"Well, I thought about taking you out to dinner," Freddie said.

Tracy gave him a wicked grin. "Great," she said, "let's grab a hamburger and go make out."

Freddie's face lit up. "Gee, that's what I wanted to do, too," he said, "only I was afraid to ask. I didn't know how you'd feel if…"

"Freddie," Tracy interrupted, "shut up and drive."

Grinning broadly, Freddie drove to the nearest hamburger joint. In half an hour they'd finished eating and were parked in their favorite spot, safe from the eyes of passersby. Tracy eyed the crotch of Freddie's pants and noted that he already had a super hard-on. He'd hardly turned off the ignition before he was kissing her hungrily, snaking his tongue deep into her mouth. She could feel him shaking with need.

"Oh, man, Tracy, I been thinking about you all week," he moaned. "I been so horny, I coulda died. Let's fuck."

"How romantic," Tracy said dryly.

"Aw, come on, Tracy, let's fuck," Freddie begged. "My cock feels ready to explode."

"All right, Freddie," Tracy said sweetly, "we'll fuck. But first there's a few things I want to teach you."

"Huh?" said Freddie.

"There's more to making out than just fucking," Tracy explained. "There's all kinds of ways we can have fun together. I want to teach you about giving head."

"Oh, yeah, I heard about that," Freddie said not sounding very interested. "How did you learn about it?"

"Never mind," Tracy said quickly. "Wouldn't you like to have your cock sucked?"

Now he looked more interested. "Well, gee, I guess so," he said. "What do I have to do?"

"Just lean back and relax," Tracy said.

Freddie leaned back against the car seat but didn't look exactly relaxed as Tracy unzipped the fly of his pants. She opened his fly and tugged his pants and shorts down to his knees. His rigid young cock snapped free and smacked his belly, achingly stiff and swollen. Tracy almost drooled just from ogling that gorgeous hard-on.

As she studied his prick, the big knobby purple head began to leak hot globs of juice. Tracy quickly knelt beside Freddie and dipped her face into his lap, her hot breath tickling his cock and balls. Her little pink tongue snaked out, and she began to lick his prick from base to head and back again. Freddie flinched and gasped.

"Oh, wow!" he cried. "You're licking my cock!"

"That's the whole idea," Tracy said. "You like it?"

"Yeah!" Freddie exclaimed blissfully.

He relaxed now, slumping against the seat and watching avidly as the pretty little blonde licked his cock. Tracy's wet pink tongue swirled all around the blue-veined bloated stalk of his prick, leaving it gleaming with her spit. She worked her way slowly and greedily upward till she was rimming the oozing slit of his piss-hole.

"Awwwwwww, Jesus, yeah, Tracy," Freddie whined. "Lick my dick all over. Shit, that's great."

She liked gabbling up his hot salty cock juice. She cleaned his big purple cock-head of all the spilled cream, then reamed more delicious stuff out of his piss-hole. When there was no more to eat, she lapped her way down his granite prick once again, and this time her tongue tickled right through his coppery cock hairs and onto his balls. She eagerly tongue lashed the swollen bags, which were thatched with wiry red hairs.

"Aaahhhhh, Jesus!" Freddie gasped.

Her tongue was fiery hot and deliciously juicy on his sensitive nut sacs. He moaned with pleasure as she licked his balls all over, wriggling her tongue into the steamy spaces between nuts and thighs. When his balls were wet and gleaming with her hot spit, she worked her way back up to his cock-head, eager for more, cream.

There was plenty for her to eat this time, and she greedily lapped up his steaming prick syrup, savored it on her tongue, and swallowed. Freddie was getting hot and excited, panting and moaning, and she knew he was struggling not to come right in her face. If she wanted to get a whole mouthful of his tasty juice, she'd better act now. She could see his huge bloated cock-head twitching end getting ready to shoot.

"All that licking was just for openers," she explained. "Now we're gonna have the main event. I'm gonna suck your cock, Freddie."

"Ohhhh, man!" Freddie moaned.

He didn't know just what was involved in cock sucking, but he figured anything Tracy did to him would be fantastic. He was right. She popped the knobby purple head of his prick into her mouth and gave a powerful, suck, drawing most of his rigid six-inch shaft inside. She drew in her checks and raised her tongue, nesting his prick in ho juicy flesh. As she began to suck him, sharp jolts of pleasure ripped through his belly.