Ted Leonard - Hot wild babysitter

"Now show me your pussy," Johnny said in a strained voice. He was anxious.

Pam smiled sexily and moved back to him. With her eyes fixed on his throbbing boner, she squatted in front of him and stretched her thighs wide. Then she pulled her dress way up and let him feast his eyes on her cunt.

"Holy Jeez!" he gasped, and his cock jerked stiffly.

Pam smiled at him. "Do I have a nice pussy?" she teased.

"Yeah!"

"Want to see my tits, too?"

"Huh? Well… yeah… if you wanna show 'em!"

Pam lowered her dress from her creamywhite shoulders and peeled it down below her little pointed tits. Johnny's eyes went crazy and Pam giggled.

"Just your size, aren't they?" she cooed. She cupped them seductively in her soft hands as the boy ogled.

"Jeez," he rasped thickly, "how come you're doing this? I mean… girls just don't show their cunts and tits."

"I told you," Pam said, "I'm not like other girls. I like to show a boy my body. See what happens to your prick when you look at my tits and pussy? I like to watch a cock get stiff."

"You do? But – why?"

"Because a stiff prick is more fun to play with. Would you like me to play with your cock?"

Johnny couldn't believe his luck. The kids at school would never believe this. This cute babysitter not only wanted to make his prick hard, she wanted to play with his cock.

Pam giggled as the boy sat staring at her pussy. "Well?" she cooed. "Do you want me to or not?"

"Yeah! Heck, yeah!"

"You won't tell anybody, will you?"

"No!"

"You promise?"

"Yes! Yes!"

"It has to be our secret," Pam whispered. "If anybody ever found out, we'd be in a lot of trouble. If you keep it a secret, I'll do some nice things to your cock."

Watching the look of youthful lust growing on his face, Pam reached over and gently caressed his thick, throbbing prick.

Johnny's mouth fell open and odd sounds gurgled deep in his throat as for the first time in his life a sexy older girl willingly stroked his swollen prick.

"Holy Jeez!" he gasped, watching Pam's fingers slowly encircle and fondle his pulsing cock.

"Does this feel good?" Pam asked. "You're nice and hard. It's hot, too. I like the way you got a hard-on for me." Her hand closed around his hotly pulsating cock-shaft and she added, "Want me to jerk you off?"

"Yeah," Johnny rasped hornily, and he eagerly pushed his prick upward in her hand.

"Do you shoot when you jack off?" she wanted to know.

"Yeah."

"A lot?"

"I-I don't know."

"Well, I want you to shoot a lot," Pam said.

She slipped her naughty fingers down to his small hot balls and tickled them. "I want your nuts to make lots of come for me. I like a stiff wet cock and really horny nuts. If you're good, I'll make you come more than you ever did before."

"Jeez!" Johnny panted as his elongated prick jolted viciously above her teasing fingers. "This is fantastic! You're really neat, Pam! This is fantastic!"

"You said that," Pam laughed. She scraped her sharp fingernails up the length of his swollen prick and caressed his wet cock-head.

Then, to Johnny's complete surprise, she released his prick and got to her feet. She looked around his room.

"What're you looking for?" he wondered aloud.

"Where are your toys?" she asked.

"My toys?"

Pam's eyes nailed his. "Yes, damn it! Can't you hear? You have toys, don't you?"

Her sudden harshness intimidated the boy. "Y-yes," he stammered, feeling foolish. "In the closet."

Pam pulled the closet door open and peered inside. The shelf contained an array of games, a kid's football helmet and boxing gloves. On the floor was a toy chest. She leaned down and rummaged through the collection of toys.

Johnny's eyes widened because when Pam bent over to search her short dress hiked up in back and he could see the sandwich of her cute little pussy between her thighs. His cock jolted with excitement.

"Oh!" Pam exclaimed suddenly. "These are ideal!"

She whirled around and dangled a pair of toy handcuffs from her fingers. She looked very pleased, almost thrilled, which puzzled Johnny. Why would handcuffs excite her?

"Do these work?" Pam asked.

"Uhhh, yeah, sure."

"How?"

"You just put them on and close them around your wrists."

"How do you open them?"

"Push that little lever on them."

"Can you get out of them?"

"What do you mean?"

Pam looked impatiently at him. "If I put them on your wrists, can you get out of them?"

"Well, yeah – if my hands are in front of me."

"But no other way?" Pam wanted to know.

"No. Why?"

Pam sighed. "Get naked and lay on your bed," she said abruptly.

"Huh? Heck, no. I ain't getting naked in front of a girl!"

Pam's blue eyes flashed and Johnny thought she was going to get mad again. But she shrugged her shoulders and said, "I see. I thought you wanted me to play with your cock. Okay. I don't care."

She dropped the handcuffs on his bed and started out of the room.

"Hey! Wait!" he shouted. "Where ya going?"

"To watch TV with Debbie," Pam said. She gave his prick a distasteful look and added, "I guess you're to young for me."

She turned away and Johnny blurted, "No don't go."

Pam glanced back at him.

He swallowed hard and rasped, "Why do I have to get naked?"

Pam faced him and gave him one of her prettiest smiles. "Because I want to feel you all over. I want to rub your, little ass and tease your balls and jerk your prick nice. An older boy wouldn't argue with a girl."

"Are you gonna get naked?" he wanted to know.

"After you do," Pam replied.

"Why me first?"

"So I can cocktease you, silly," she cooed. "After you're naked on the bed, I'll strip and excite you."

Johnny only had to look up and down her figure once more. Her luscious young tits were still naked in the open V of her dress.

"Okay," he said.

Pam's eyes glazed over as she watched him undress. By the time he was nude, her eyes were glassy and her breathing erratic.

"On the bed," she said in a strange voice. Johnny jumped onto his bed, flat on his back with his eager boner bobbing in the air.

Pam moved to the side of the bed and said, "Put your hands up here."

Johnny obeyed, but frowned in puzzlement as the sexy teenager cuffed his wrists to a crossbar on the bed.

"What'er ya doing that for?" he asked. "Can you get out? Try."

He wriggled his hands and tried to stretch his thumbs to the catch-springs.

"I can't," he admitted.

"Good," Pam said.

"Why am I handcuffed?" he asked.

"It's a game," she replied, glancing at his throbbing prick.

"I never heard of a game like this," he said.

"Sure, you have," Pam said, moving to his dresser. "Like Indians tying up someone."

"Girl Indians don't tie up anybody," he pointed out.

Pam smiled at him. "Well, think of me as a rapist, then, and you're my victim."

"A girl rapist?"

"Why not? There are girl truck drivers now."

"Jeez," he muttered hopelessly.

Pam pulled open a dresser drawer. "Do you have neckties?"

"No. Why?"

"Any rope?"

"Rope? Why do you want rope?"

"I want to tie your legs open," she answered. She turned and gave his cock a sexy look, then cooed, "I want to torture your prick."

Johnny couldn't know that she really meant that. Her statement simply excited his prick.

"In the toy box," he said hotly. "There's a jump rope."

Pam found it and murmured something about needing two lengths of rope. She settled for the jump rope and an electrical cord. She tied Johnny to the bed, spread-eagled.

"There," she sighed, admiring her handiwork. "Now you're my prisoner."

She stood beside his bed and smiled seductively at him. Holding the sexy smile, she slowly climbed up onto his bed. Standing up on it, she carefully straddled his body with her feet. With her legs spread in a big V, she slowly took her dress off, lifting it up and over her head.