Nick Eastwood: The hottest babysitter

Cindy Jones, a pretty, petite blonde girl sat on the couch and yawned. She was babysitting for the Dolan family, and she'd gotten the kids to bed hours ago. Now there was nothing to do but watch TV. There was nothing interesting on the regular channels, so Cindy decided to experiment with the UHF knob.

She got a picture, and her big blue eyes widened. There was a naked couple on the screen, and they seemed to be making love. Cindy worked feverishly to get the picture in focus, then sat back on the couch and gawked. Sure enough, it was some foreign movie showing a couple lying on a bed without a stitch of clothes on, kissing and caressing each other.

"Oh, wow, fantastic," Cindy said happily.

Ever since she became a teenager, she'd been dying to know about sex, but her parents were too uptight to talk to her about it. Now maybe sh'd get an education. She felt herself getting flushed and excited as she watched the couple on the screen. The man rolled the woman onto her back and climbed on top of her. His hips seemed to move, but Cindy couldn't tell exactly what he was doing.

"Darn," she muttered, "I wish they'd show all of him."

But the movie showed the couple only from the waist up. It was obvious now that they were fucking but that was no comfort to Cindy, who wanted to see the guy's cock. She was aching to know what a real live cock looked like. Still, as she watched the naked couple moaning and kissing, she got hotly aroused. She felt her virgin pussy swelling up and getting wet and fiery hot.

Since she was alone in the house except for the sleeping kids, Cindy had no hesitation about slipping her hand down inside her jeans and pants and touching her pussy. That was something she always did what she was horny. After all, why go around frustrated when she could get relief with her fingers. She felt around and found the slick pea-sized lump of her clit and began to rub it with a fingertip.

"Mmmmmm," she sighed.

She watched the fucking couple on the screen and played with herself, running her fingertip firmly back and forth over the hot throbbing bud of her clit. Sharp jolts of pleasure streaked through her pussy, and her finger was quickly drenched with thick steaming cunt juice. Cindy just loved to beat off. She'd accidentally discovered the practice when she was twelve, and now she did it almost every night.

Tonight though, her caressing finger just wasn't quite getting it. It felt great, but she knew it wasn't the same as being with a man. Watching the couple moaning and pawing each other, she wondered what it would be like to take a man's cock into her cunt. The woman on the screen seemed to be blissed-out, wild with pleasure. Cindy sighed longingly and rubbed, her swollen clit faster.

"Qoooooooo!" she squealed. "It feels so good!"

Still she couldn't help wondering if fucking would feel better. The woman on the screen was in ecstasy, now, her eyes rolling, her face twisted in a wide grimace of pleasure. She stiffened, gasped, then began to convulse. Cindy could tell she was coming. The man's hips jerked faster, and he seemed to be coming, too. Hotly excited, Cindy rubbed her juice-slick clit as fast as she could.

"Unnhhhh!" she moaned. "I just gotta come."

Her frigging finger made her whole pussy melt with lusty arousal, and she creamed furiously, the hot juice soaking into the crotch of her panties. She caught her pulsating clit between two fingers and kneaded it roughly, whimpering with pleasure. Soon she felt herself hovering at the very brink of orgasm. A few more strokes of her fingers and she'd be over the edge – then the doorbell rang.

"Shit!" Cindy cried.

She whipped her hand out of her pants and switched the TV to something very innocent on another channel, then hurried to the door. Who could it be at ten o'clock at night? Maybe the Dolans had locked themselves out. Cindy looked through the peephole and saw that the caller was her boyfriend, Jim. She opened the door and stared at him, but Jim just flashed her one of his devastating grins.

"Hi, beautiful," he said. "I thought you might want some company."

"Jim, I promised the Dolans I'd never have boys over while they were gone," Cindy said.

"Aw, they'll never find out," he said, easing past her. "When we hear them coming, I'll just leave by the back door."

That sounded safe enough, and Cindy was feeling lonesome and bored. She locked the door and went to join Jim, who was already making himself at home on the couch. He was a tall, lanky dark haired boy, and Cindy found him very attractive. They'd been going together for several months now. She sat down beside him and grinned mischievously.

"I just saw the wildest thing on TV," she said. "It was this couple getting it on."

"Oh, yeah, what channel?" Jim said eagerly.

Cindy got the UHF channel again, and this time the couple was skinny dipping. They were exposed from the hips up, and Cindy stared hungrily at the dark wiry hairs on the man's lower belly. Jim's eyes were glued to the woman's full thrusting tits. He eased closer to Cindy and slipped his arm around her shoulders, and she relaxed against him.

"Out of sight," Jim said. "You actually saw them in bed?"

"Yeah," Cindy giggled, "they were fucking."

"Oh, wow, I hope they do it again," Jim sighed.

Cindy wriggled closer against him. He'd interrupted her masturbating session, and she was feeling achingly horny. Her hungry little pussy was scalding hot and tautly swollen, and her panty crotch was soaked with steaming cunt juice. She was glad Jim was there, but she wished she'd had a chance to come before he arrived. Watching that sexy movie wasn't helping much, either.

"Oh, man, too much," Jim said excitedly.

The couple was standing in the water kissing; the woman's big pointed tits nuzzling the man's chest. He reached down and cupped and squeezed her bare ass. Then, breaking the kiss, they took each other's hands and started wading toward the shore. Cindy shivered with anticipation. Maybe they were going to fuck again.

She felt Jim's hand creeping down from her shoulder towards her tits. She was used to that. He always did it at the movies and she always had to slap his hand just before it reached her tit. But tonight she didn't feel like bothering, she was so engrossed in the naughty film. It wouldn't kill her to have a boy touch her tit, after all. She watched the screen couple reach the shore and lie down on a blanket.

"Oh, darn, I wish they'd show everything," she sighed.

"Yeah, wouldn't that be something?" Jim agreed.

Again the naked couple was shown only from the hips up, but when the man rolled on top of the woman, it was obvious what they were doing. Cindy heard Jim start to breathe heavily as he watched, and his hand crept lower till he was touching her tit. Even through her tee-shirt and bra, she could feel the searing heat of his hand. She hadn't realized her tits were so receptive to touch, and she quivered with arousal.

The couple on the screen was definitely fucking, the man's hips jerking, the woman moaning. The film was in some foreign language, and the subtitles were too blurry to read, but that didn't bother Cindy and Jim. The picture was all they needed. Jim cupped Cindy's tit and began to squeeze it, and she almost squealed with excitement.

"Fantastic," Jim panted, "they're actually doing it."

"Yeah, isn't it exciting?" Cindy breathed.

Jim's eyes were glued to the screen, but he managed to find Cindy's other tit. He cupped and squeezed both hot globes in a steady firm rhythm that made Cindy cream helplessly, the steaming thick pussy juice soaking right through the crotch of her panties. She didn't think she'd ever felt so horny in her young life.