Nick Eastwood: The hottest babysitter

"Aaagghhhh! I'm coming!" she wailed. "Whhaaahhhh!"

Terry felt her spasming cunt gripping and squeezing his deep-lodged prick, and he groaned, "Ahhhhhh, shit! I'm shooting, baby! Take it! Take my load!"

Cindy watched them howling and coming, and just then she brought herself off with her own pumping fingers. The sensation was delicious and dizzying, even better than when she frigged her clit. She slumped against the wall, gritting her teeth and stifling her cries of pleasure. She jerked her fingers feverishly in her squeezing little pussy, prolonging the wonderful sensations.

She'd just finished coming when she heard Amy Dolan say, "I'm just dripping with cum. I'd better go wash up."

Cindy whipped her cream-drenched fingers out of her cunt and scurried for the living room. She just managed to dive onto the couch and pull the blanket over her when Amy entered the hall. She breathed a sigh of relief. It would have been so embarrassing to get caught like that, spying on the Dolans while they fucked, and frigging herself.

Cindy took her clit between her thumb and forefinger and gently kneaded it as she drifted off to sleep. She just loved to fall asleep that way. But playing with herself was beginning to seem like kid stuff. After what she'd done and seen tonight, she knew she wouldn't rest until she'd experienced real sex – sex with a man.

She grinned as she realized that tomorrow was Friday and she and Jim had a date. It would be the perfect chance to complete her sexual education.

Unfortunately for Cindy's plans, Jim was a gentleman. She knew he wanted to take up where they'd left off on the Dolans' couch, just is much as she did. But he'd promised to take her to the movies on Friday night, so he took her to the movies. Cindy was so horny she could hardly sit through the double feature.

While she squirmed with impatience and toyed with her popcorn, Jim tried his usual old trick, slipping his arm around her shoulders and then letting his, hand trail down until it accidentally touched her tit. But tonight Cindy didn't try to stop him. He gingerly felt her tit, waited for her to slap his hand, and all she did was stare at the screen as if nothing was happening.

Jim gave a big sigh of relief and took a firm grip on her right tit. Cindy could feel the lusty heat of his hand right through her jersey and bra. She grinned to herself. Let him play with her tits all he wanted – it would just make him even more horny for her by the time the movie ended. While he happily squeezed her tit, she felt her swollen aroused pussy leaking hot juice into her panty crotch.

She glanced down at the fly of Jim's jeans and saw a big hard bulge. She shivered with lusty longing and gave in to a naughty urge. Still staring at the screens if she were absorbed in the movie, she let her hand slip down and rest on Jim's crotch. She felt him shudder with horniness as her hot palm warmed the hard bulge of his cock. She could even feel his prick heavily throbbing through his jeans.

Both of them forgot all about the movie. As Jim eagerly squeezed Cindy's hot firm tit and she pressed her palm against his aching hard-on, both kids were thinking of the exciting things they'd done on the Dolans' couch last night and of the even more exciting thing they hadn't been able to do. At last, after what seemed centuries, the double feature was over, and they hurried for Jim's car.

He was still playing the gentleman. "You wants go get something to eat?" he said, not very eagerly.

"No, thanks," Cindy said, "I'd rather drive out to the lake, if that's okay with you."

"Sure," Jim said, breaking into a big grin.

Driving out to the lake meant only one thing to the young people of their small mid-western town. It meant parking and making out. Jim forced himself to keep the speed limit as he made the five-mile drive. He chose a remote corner of the lake, woodsy and hard to reach, where no one was likely to invade their privacy. Turning off the ignition, he turned toward Cindy with a hungry look.

Cindy smiled invitingly, and Jim swooped in to kiss her, his hot firm lips forcing her lips open, his long wet tongue snaking deep into her mouth. Cindy melted against him, eagerly returning his kiss. Her pussy felt scorching hot and achingly swollen, and her panty crotch was soaked with helplessly oozing pussy cream.

She wasn't going to resist a single thing Jim tried tonight. All he had to do was make the moves!

As they kissed, she felt him sliding his hands up under her shirt and fumbling with the catch of her bra. "Oh, let me help you with that, Jim," she cooed.

He drew back and stared at her, hardly able to believe she was cooperating instead of protesting, and Cindy grinned and pulled off her shirt, then unhooked her bra and carelessly dropped it to the floor of the car. Jim's eyes widened, and then he moaned and dived for her tits, eagerly kissing and tonguing the plump mounds of silky flesh.

"Mmmmmmm, that feels nice," Cindy sighed. She leaned back against the seat and let him do whatever he wanted with her luscious grapefruit-sized tits. He cupped and squeezed the hot pulsating globes, lashed them with his big wet tongue, and watched ha small pink nipples go long and erect from his touch. He caught her right nipple between his lips and started sucking on it loudly ad greedily.

"Oooooooo, Jim, yeah!" Cindy moaned. "Suck my tit! That feels terrific!"

As Jim's lips tugged and squeezed her sensitive stiff nipple, she felt hot streaks of pleasure running right down to her swollen pussy. She gurgled and sighed as he sucked. She knew what her parents would think if they caught her in a situation like this. They'd say she was bound for Hell. Somehow Cindy couldn't believe that. How could something be bad when it felt so good?

Jim sucked both her nipples in turn, till they were totally stiff and visibly throbbing. Cindy was squirming with horniness. She started unbuttoning Jim's shirt. She wanted to see him completely naked. Last night at the Dolans', she'd just gotten a brief glimpse of his cock, but tonight she hoped she'd be able to make a thorough exploration of his exciting male body.

Flushed, and grinning, Jim let her remove his shirt and t-shirt. His chest was hairless, hard and tan. Cindy rubbed her tits against the hot smooth flesh, her rigid little nipples tickling his chest. She enjoyed these little games, but Jim was ragingly horny and very impatient. He reached for the zipper of her jeans and started tugging it open.

"Uh-uh," Cindy said.

"What?" he moaned.

"I'm not gonna take off my pants unless you take off yours," she explained with an impish grin.

"Oh, hey, no problem," Jim panted, wrenching open the zipper of his skin-tight jeans.

Both horny teenagers skinned out of their jeans as fast as they could. Cindy hungrily eyed the huge obscene bulge at the crotch of Jim's shorts. She hooked her thumbs under the waistband of her panties and inched the garment down slowly and tantalizingly while Jim watched with hot gazed eye. Gradually she uncovered the golden triangle of her pussy and the firm little rounds of her ass.

"Oh, man," Jim sighed.

Cindy whisked her panties off the rest of the way and seized the waistband of Jim's shorts. While he moaned and panted, she carefully eased the elastic down over his hugely swollen cock. As she helped him out of his shorts, her big blue eyes were glued to his prick. Now at last she could get a really good look at it. She tossed his shorts on the floor and stuck her face close to his cock.

"What are you doing?" Jim asked.

"Looking," Cindy sighed.

Jim's rigid six-inch prick fascinated her. The thick stalk began in a base of wiry dark hairs and it bulged with blue veins. His cock was capped with a big knobby purple head, and it stood up from his lap as stiff as a board. Cindy just had to touch it. Remembering what she'd seen Mrs. Dolan do, she curled her fingers around the fat base.