Ray Mills - Spread wide babysitter

When they went inside Clark's house, however, neither the children nor Mrs. Clark were anywhere in sight. Jondra looked around, wondering what was up.

"Where are the kids?" she asked.

Clark winked slyly at her. "They're staying the night with their grandmother."

"Oh, Mr. Clark," she sighed as he quickly put his arms around her and began kissing her hungrily.

"God, Jondra, you can't imagine how much I've wanted you," he groaned, filling his hands with the firm globes of her ass.

"I've wanted you too," she whispered. "But all you had to do was call me. I told you before, you can do anything to me."

And he was already doing it, before she had even reminded him that it was okay. He had her sweater up over her head in a jiffy. His hands were all over her creamy skin, his fingers fiddling urgently at the clasp of her bra. Jondra helped him with it. She felt her knee-joints fill with jelly as his mouth explored her naked young tits. He cupped them and squeezed them with his hands, licking her nipples until she thought they would explode with the need to be sucked.

"Suck me," she whispered to him, stroking his head. "Suck me."

And when he did, she thought she might have an orgasm on the spot. Whereas Joey and Ed had ravaged her poor tits like sex maniacs, Clark sucked her large flaring nipples with gentle skin that had her gasping and shaking with lust in seconds.

"I thought you said your wife was home," she murmured to him, though unwilling to have him stop what he was doing for anything.

"Oh, don't think anything about that," he said mysteriously, pulling her down the hallway and into the master bedroom.

He had her down on the bed on her back and had his mouth all over her tits again before she could press the matter further. And his lips on her nipples made uncontrollable whimpers come from deep in her throat.

"God, it feels so good, Mr. Clark!" she moaned.

"Your tits are so beautiful, Jondra," he panted, slurping and sucking her nipples more passionately.

Jondra's hips began to churn involuntarily. She unzipped her pants and wriggled out of them with Clark's help. He got out of his own clothes quickly while she skimmed her panties down her tawny thighs and kicked off her shoes. In the back of her mind, she still wondered where Mrs. Clark was, but the sight of his big, throbbing cock coming into view was enough to chase all questions from her mind. Clark squatted over her head and dangled his huge prick in her face, brushing her lips with his swollen, bobbing cockhead. Jondra willingly opened her mouth and took his prick inside, encircling the thick stalk with her fingers. She caressed his cock delicately, swirling her tongue around the bulbous head and looking up at his face from beneath her eyelids. Was he enjoying it?

Clark grimaced with pleasure. He clenched his teeth as his cock grew stiff between her clinging lips. Gently he fucked his cock in and out of her wet mouth. Jondra gave herself up completely to sucking him in the most skillful way possible. She wanted him to enjoy the blow job so much that the next time she asked to see him he would be unable to refuse.

She was concentrating on his wet twitching prick so much that she didn't notice what was happening to her. Suddenly she realized that someone was eating her pussy! A long searching tongue slithered up into her moist cunt, tongue-fucking her rapidly with hot, short strokes.

"Unnbhhh!" Jondra gasped. "Oh! Unhh! What. What's happening?"

She let Bryce's prick slip out of her mouth and craned her neck to look around his muscular thighs. She couldn't believe her eyes! It was Mrs. Clark! The tongue Jondra felt insinuating its way into her wet, achy pussy was Mrs. Clark's tongue! The surprise and shock was enough to momentarily overshadow the pleasure the tongue-fucking gave her.

"Oh! Oh, what are you doing to me?" Jondra shrieked, squirming away from both of them.

The bed was king-size, and she scooted into one corner. But she couldn't really get very far away from them. She saw that Mrs. Clark was wearing only her black lacy bra and panties and had a stunning figure. Her tits were larger than Jondra's, high and firm, and her ass was round and pert. She had a look in her eyes that Jondra had never seen in a woman before. God, she wants me! Jondra suddenly realized.

"Now, Jondra…" Bryce said, trying to soothe her.

He started across the bed on his knees toward her, his stiff cock jerking and bobbing.

"You stay away from me!" Jondra shouted. "You didn't tell me it was going to be like this." She glowered at Mrs. Clark. "I'm not that way. I'm not a lesbian!"

"Nobody ever suggested you were, Jondra," Mrs. Clark purred, letting her dark, smoky eyes caress Jondra's naked body. "I'm not one either."

"Then why were you doing what you… were doing to me?"

Mrs. Clark got up from where she had been crouching beside the bed when she had been eating Jondra's cunt. Slowly she came around the bed to the side where Jondra was cowering in the corner.

"Don't you come any closer to me, Mrs. Clark," Jondra warned. "I'm not that way. I don't like doing that."

Mit. Clark smiled warmly. "Why don't you call me Anne," she said softly.

She sat down on the bed about a foot away from Jondra. Slowly, very tantalizingly, she reached both arms behind her back and unfastened the clasp of her black lace bra. The full round globes of her tits suddenly spilled free, her large coral nipples swollen and pointy. Jondra stared at Mrs. Clark's tits. She wondered why she had never felt this sensation before when looking at another woman's tits. God, I want to touch them! She thought. I want to touch them and squeeze them and lick them and suck them!

Anne Clark could see in Jondra's eyes what she wanted to do. She inched closer to Jondra on the edge of the mattress. Bryce moved closer to her too.

"You've got me so confused!" Jondra suddenly whimpered. "I mean, I've never done anything like this before."

"You want to know the truth?" Anne Clark whispered, inching closer still, now so close that she could reach out and touch Jondra easily. "We've never done anything like this either."

"Really?" Jondra asked.

"Really." Anne reached out and touched Jondra's naked left tit with her fingers. "It's just that you're so beautiful, Jondra, that we couldn't help both wanting you."

"Both of you?"

Jondra had become so pliant and submissive under the hypnotic throb of their desire that she could hardly resist when she felt Anne Clark begin to embrace her. Anne's lips on her neck and shoulders nearly made her swoon with pleasure.

"Oh, God, but this is so wrong, Mrs. Clark," she whimpered.

"Call me Anne, please."

Now she felt Bryce behind her, his hot twitching cock pressing against the bare flesh of her back. She was pinned between them and couldn't help remembering how she had been pinned between Ed and Joey in the same way a few days ago. But this time it was totally different.

Bryce and Anne Clark were not rough and brutal with her, but amazingly tender and gentle. Anne explored Jondra's quivering body with her mouth and hands, finding hidden nerves that made Jondra's flesh leap with unexpected fire. Her lips were on Jondra's tingling nipples. For the first time, ever, Jondra felt like she might be able to come just from having her tits sucked. She gasped and writhed under Anne's wet, searching lips.

"Ohhnnnnn… God, it feels good!" she moaned.

Anne kissed her mouth, embracing her and writhing against her. Jondra parted her lips and let the other woman's tongue slide into her mouth. Anne's full warm tits mashed against hers, their excited nipples rubbing together. Jondra couldn't hap herself. She entwined her legs around the other woman's hips, clinging to Anne with hot passion.

"Oh, God, yes, yes!" she panted as Anne's fingers found her runny silt.