Kevin Sellers - Horny eager babysitter

It was huge and bloated, its veined thickness pulsing in Mona's hand as she shoved his pants down to his knees and lay back once more, pulling it to her in the same motion.

Don's cock speared home, its enormous head thrusting between her soaked cuntlips, then jamming deep into her pussy. Instantly, she was wildly clutching his bare ass and bouncing up for more as his fuckshaft slithered deep into her aching cunt.

Janie saw Mr. Jackson's monster cock pound into her mother's pussy, saw Mona's full mouth open in a cry of sheer rapture as her cunt was filled with hard, pulsing cock for the first time in years.

"Naaaa… aaahhh!" the brunette shrieked, writhing and twisting as if screwing herself onto his fat prick with the intention of never letting go.

A fresh gush of hot cunt juice poured over her hand, and Janie began to plunge her sticky finger in and out with eager new hunger. The sight of Mr. Jackson's veined prick sheathed in her mom's pussy had its effect. She could almost pretend his cock was tearing between her own plump, tender pussylips, probing deep into the heated core of her cunt until it filled her completely.

"Oh Christ," Don grunted, bucking atop the attractive widow, who sobbed and lurched beneath bun. "You've got the juiciest pussy I've ever had my cock in! Jesus, it's hot! But I can cool it off for you, baby. Oh, yeah, I can cool you off real nice."

His huge cock began to pump in and out of Mona's seething cunt, and she went wild.

"Fuck me!" she wailed, bucking on the couch with a sheer ferocity that rammed her soaked cunt onto his meaty prick. "Oh, my God, baby, give it to me! Give me your cock! I've got to have it all!"

Her wails rose to a shrill scream as Don increased his pumping, gliding his prick out of her slick pussy to the very rim of his knobbed cock head, then back again, sinking it to the balls.

The thoroughness of his fucking had Mona flopping, her tapered legs fluttering around him like wings, and her fingernails digging into his ass to urge him on.

"Yesss!" she cried, clamping her cunt muscles over his thickened prick and squeezing it in her pussy. "Fuck me! Oh, Lord, it's been so long! Stuff it in me faster, fasterrrrrr!"

Their bodies thrashed on the squeaking couch, Don panting for breath as he plunged his prick in and out of her sucking pussy, and Mona lurching up to take his cock.

With a small whimper, Janie wavered on the stairs, shoving her wet finger furiously into her creaming cunt and grinding the heel of her hand hard against her clit. Mr. Jackson's enormous prick seemed to melt right into her mom's slurping pussy, his fuckshaft all slick and glistening as it glided between her fattened cuntlips and pushed to its base inside her.

Suddenly, she let out a shriek, and her body arched with an intensity that lifted them both off the couch. "I'm coming! Cum in me baby, give me your jizz. Fuck me, damn you! Fuck! Fuck!"

She screamed then, lunging up from the couch as if a bomb had exploded under her.

Don grunted, his cock slamming up the brunette's clenched pussy as she rippled and soared beneath him. That was all it took to unleash the load of cum that boiled up in his balls. Writhing atop her, he plunged his aching prickmeat home and let it rip.

"Guuuhhh!" she sobbed as a thick blast of jism tore into her cunt, flooding it with steamy pleasure. Orgasm after orgasm wrenched through her. Spiraling higher and higher, she let out a scream of pure, blissful release.

Staring with glazed eyes at the scene below her, Janie panted for breath. Her hips undulated furiously, and her cunt smacked wetly against her hand as she saw splatters of jism seep from her mother's fuck hole with the ferocity of Mr. Jackson's pumping prick. Both adults writhed and twisted, their groins mingling and bodies thrashing in the throes of climax.

Suddenly, Janie spasmed in the hunching frenzy of her own orgasm, and her finger slammed into her pussy as far as it would go.

"Ooooohhh," she moaned softly.

She wrenched onto her hand, coming almost as hard as she had on Mr. Burke's prick. Tidal waves of delight washed through her, drenching her cunt in foamy satisfaction. She swayed dizzily on the stair steps, climaxing in delicious burst as her mother and Mr. Jackson writhed in their own haze of completion.

For a moment which seemed to last forever, all three of them hovered like that, drifting at the peak of explosion.

Then, in a slow undulating motion, Mona sank back onto the couch in a sated heap.

"Oh, God, that was good! Sooo fucking good!"

Breathing hoarsely, Don slumped atop her as the last droplets of jism were greedily milked from his prick by her hot, drenched cunt that held it captive.

"Oh, yeah, it was that, all right. And more. Jesus, I haven't had it like that since… hell, I don't think I've ever had it like that!"

They laughed together, their voices husky.

Giving out a small satisfied gasp, Janie pulled her sopping finger from her sore cunt. Her legs felt weak and limp, just as they had when she'd left Mr. Burke's house.

Smoothing down her nightie, she gave them a last secretive glance.

Mona lay panting, her big tits mashed against Mr. Jackson's hairy chest, and her fingers digging into his ass as she moaned: "Good baby, so good."

They were still lying like that, clenched in each other's arms, when a dazed and sleepy Janie crept softly up to her room.

The next morning, after a restless night, Janie awoke hornier than ever. Her dreams had been filled with vivid memories of Mr. Burke's pistoning cock and of her mom and Mr. Jackson fucking on the living room couch.

It hadn't been a very relaxing sleep, but her spirits picked up as she slipped into her bikini and headed downstairs for breakfast. This morning she was babysitting for Mrs. Wilson, and Mrs. Wilson had a swimming pool.

"Hi, Mom!"

"Good morning, dear."

She had burst into the kitchen on Mona, who was dressed and finished her second cup of coffee. Noticing the wall clock by the stove, Janie hurried to the refrigerator and poured a glassful of orange juice, then joined her mother at the table.

Mona spoke up with concern at her daughter's skimpy breakfast. "Is that all you're going to have? Now, Janie, we can't have you running off on these babysitting sessions with nothing to eat!"

"I'm due at Mrs. Wilson's in fifteen minutes, and I'm not hungry anyway." Gulping down the last of her juice, she rose and scooted for the door, pausing just long enough to give her mother a quick peck on the cheek. "Besides, it's time for me to be going right now."

"Well, have a nice time, dear. But tell Sandra I expect her to fix you an extra-big lunch, to make up for breakfast!"

"I will. Bye!"

Scampering out the door before any more rules could be laid down, Janie bounced lightly along the short three blocks to Mrs. Wilson's house. The summer morning air was cool and fresh against her exposed skin in the scanty bikini, and by the time she got there she was awake, and eager for a nice relaxing swim.

She'd hardly knocked on the front door when it flew open, and Sandra Wilson appeared. "Oh, hello, Janie. My, you're right on time, aren't you?"

A tall, little woman about Mona's age with a sleek model's figure, she had short, raven-black hair that set off her high checks and creamy complexion. Sandra Wilson was probably the most totally gorgeous woman Janie had ever met. Her dark, flashing eyes took in the teenager's bikini at a glance, and she broke into a smile that positively beamed.

"And all set for a little relaxation at the pool, I see. Well, Ernest has already beat you to it. He's there right now, and I'm sure the two of you won't have a bit of trouble. I'll try to be back from my beauty appointment in a couple of hours, all right?"