Kathy Andrews - Wild babysitter

Her cunt sucked and drew on his thick, long cock, the hairy lips flexing around it. She was bouncing so fast and hard she almost lost his cock a time or two.

She heard him grunt, then his hips lifted from the seat of the car. She slammed down tight, grinding her cunt in frenzy, her ass on his hairy balls. She felt his cock lurch, deep inside her cunt and then she was flooded with his thick come juice. His cock squirted relentlessly. Her cunt was filled until the slippery come juice dribbled from her clutching cunt lips. She wailed loudly as he gushed into her twat. Again she thought his cock would never stop coming. Her body shuddered as she ground her pussy tightly against him, her ass cheeks trembling in his hand.

It was only after he had come in her cunt and she was slumped against him that she realized his finger was deep inside her ass hole. She writhed and pulled from him, lifting her crotch.

"You've got your finger up my asshole, Mr. Haynes," she said in a low voice.

"So it seems," he replied, pulling it out. "I don't remember putting it there, Kathy. I'm sorry."

"I'm not," she laughed softly. "It felt good!"

He looked at her as he scooted back under the wheel of the car. Kathy slumped on the seat, her skirt still at her waist, legs wide, cunt revealed. She turned her face toward him, smiling happily.

"You are a hot little piece, aren't you?" he laughed, starting the car.

"You're damn right!" she laughed. "I'm so fucking hot all the time!"

He pulled to the curb of her house. Kathy climbed from the car, smoothing her tight skirt over her hips and thighs. She went around to his side of the car and leaned in, kissing him. Her hand darted to his crotch, and she squeezed his cock.

"You be sure to call me if you want me to stay with Robert and Cindy again… or for anything else."

He reached out the car window and squeezed her ass through her skirt. "Or anything else," he repeated, "like a fuck or blow job, Kathy?"

"That's right, Mr. Haynes," she whispered. "Call me for a fuck or blow job. Good night."

Two days passed and Mr. Haynes had not called Kathy to baby sit Robert and Cindy.

She wondered if it was because of what she had done with him. But that was silly, she thought. He would not have said anything to his wife, surely. And, even if he had, Kathy didn't think Ellen would be very mad about it. Not if what she suspected after seeing those pictures were true.

During the next two days Kathy found she missed Cindy and Robert. She had been tied and forced in the beginning, but she could not deny the pleasure they gave her. Her cunt was in a constant turmoil of desire, always throbbing and twitching and soaking her panties. Her tits were so sensitive she could hardly wear a blouse or sweater now. She was finger-fucking frequently, reliving the ecstasy she had found with the two kids, and then with their father in the car.

Kathy turned down two dates during that time, dates that would have gotten her gloriously fucked. But somehow the boys seemed tame when she compared them with the past few weeks. It was not just fucking she wanted – it was the fucking with Cindy and Robert. She wanted more than one person; she wanted an outright, uninhibited, no-holds-barred orgy.

What she wanted was a cock fucking into her hot, hairy cunt and her tight asshole, while she licked and sucked at Cindy's sweet little cunt. She wanted Cindy's tongue fucking her while she fucked Robert's cock off. She wanted to be thrilled by hard cock and hot, wet cunt at the same time.

Dressed in shorts and cotton blouse, with sandals on her feet, she strolled through the park a few blocks from her home. She walked slowly, her mind inflamed with erotic visions of Cindy and Robert, of the things she wanted them to do to her, things she would do to them. The sun was high and hot, making beads of sweat on her young forehead and upper lip. She paid no attention to anyone else in the park.

Kathy's shorts were very tight, hugging her swelling, rippling ass cheeks, outlining than sweetly. The crotch dug into her steamy cunt, the puffy lips revealed. Her nipples, ever so sensitive, thrust pointedly and boldly against her thin cotton blouse.

Moving off the walk and onto the soft, green grass, she sat down, leaning back against a tall tree. Drawing her knees up, she rested her chin on them, hugging her legs tightly against her tits. She imagined Robert's hard cock, dripping and swollen, and the sweetness of Cindy's almost-hairless cunt. She rolled her tongue about her mouth, trying to recapture the taste of Jerry Haynes' enormous cock as it flooded her mouth with delicious come juices.

Another image flooded in and out of her wind, mingling with the others. For along moment she didn't understand. Then she became aware that it was not an image at all, but real.

On a park bench about twenty feet away sat a beautiful woman. The woman had long slender thighs, and her skirt was hiked halfway up them. That was as far as Kathy looked, because the knees of the woman were parted far enough for Kathy to see the shadow of her pussy hair.

The sight sent throbbing delight through her own cunt. Lifting her eyes, Kathy found she was looking at a woman with golden hair and piercing blue eyes. Kathy had been so involved in her erotic images that it took a moment or so before she realized she was looking at Ellen Haynes.

Ellen smiled at Kathy, but remained on the bench without speaking to her. Kathy's eyes grew hotter as she lowered her eyes to peer at that shadow again. They were like two strangers drawn toward each other, waiting for some spark to set them off.

Ellen spread her knees farther apart, and the shadow between her thighs became clear. The thick gold cunt hair was now obvious to Kathy. Ellen pulled her skirt higher on her thighs, and then Kathy saw the pink lips of the woman's cunt.

She quickly looked around them. No one was near, and Kathy didn't believe anyone else could see Ellen exposing herself. But Ellen didn't seem to mind if anyone did see her. That sent a ripple of excitement racing through Kathy. Kathy's cunt began to pulsate, and she squeezed her thighs tight, creating pressure upon her throbbing, distended clitoris.

Then Ellen was on her feet, coming toward Kathy, her hips swaying slightly. Ellen stopped a few feet away. "Hi, Kathy," she said in a low voice.

Kathy looked up at the woman. Ellen's tits strained against the top of her dress, the nipples molded there. Then Ellen squatted down, her knees apart. Kathy's gaze followed the knees, and she made a soft gurgling sound as she stared at the hairy cunt of this beautiful woman.

As if mesmerized, being told to do it by some silent voice, Kathy reached out a hand and placed it on one of Ellen's knees. The knee was very warm beneath her palm, and she began to move her hand there.

"Do you like it, Kathy?" Ellen said in a very low, very husky, voice.

Kathy knew what Ellen meant, and she nodded her head, her fingertips caressing past the knee. At this moment Kathy would not have cared if a crowd collected to watch her.

"Feel me, Kathy," Ellen urged, inching toward her. "Feel me up, darling."

Kathy's eyes darted about the park. "Here, Mrs. Haynes?"

"Of course," Ellen replied, not looking about. "I need to be felt up. I'm very hot, you know. Touch me, Kathy! Touch my cunt!"

Kathy's hand slipped along the smooth, creamy inner thigh of the woman, her eyes smoldering with desire. Then her fingers probed the curling hairs. Slowly she traced a fingertip up and down the crack of Ellen's cunt, feeling the heat of it. She rubbed lightly against Ellen's inflamed clitoris. Then with her thumb and forefinger, Kathy pinched and twisted Ellen's clitoris gently.

Ellen moaned softly as Kathy fondled her swollen clitoris, her blue eyes never blinking as she gazed at Kathy. She moved her ass gently against Kathy's fingers.