Ray Mills: Spread wide babysitter

"Maybe we could give them a sedative," he suggested, smiling. He grabbed her firm ass and ran his hands all over. "Won't your parents worry about you if you're not home before dark?"

"They left town this afternoon for the weekend. They know I can take care of myself." Jondra winked suggestively.

She could feel that his prick was completely stiff now, tall and throbbing with need for her, which made her tingle with anticipation. But before anything could happen, they had to get the kids to bed. So she turned to her tasks with cool determination. Her body was burning to be fucked by him, but she would have to wait.

Finally it was eight o'clock. The kids had been in bed for half an hour. "Do you think they're asleep yet?" Jondra asked him, not bothering to disguise the eagerness of her voice.

"You're the babysitter," he grinned. "Why don't you check?"

Jondra tiptoed down the hallway to the children's rooms and peeped inside. Both of them were sawing logs, deep in sleep. Her blood began to heat up as she walked back down the hallway toward the living room. Her heart began to pound, and she could feel her cunt getting wet with pussy juices.

She went over to Andrews where he was sitting in an easy chair and got down on her knees between his legs. He looked down at her curiously.

"They're fast asleep," she murmured, aching out and slowly unzipping his fly.

"You're sure?" he asked softly, watching her take his cock out of his pants.

"I'm absolutely certain," she said.

She took his limp cock into her warm wet mouth and swirled her tongue all over his prick, sucking gently. His thick tube of cock began to throb and thicken, growing stiff between her lips. God, am I ever going to give you the best blow job of your life, Jondra thought, peppering his erect cock with passionate little kisses.

She took his fat, blood-pumping prick all the way into her mouth until his thick bulbous cockhead nudged the back of her throat. Then she drew her lips slowly up his throbbing prickstalk until she got to the ridge below the head. She lip-pinched his prick and stroked the velvety head of his cock with her tongue, feeling him wince with pleasure, hearing him groan. She took his prick out of her mouth, holding the shaft with her fingers, and licked and bathed his cock in warm spit.

"Do you like the way I suck you?" she asked cleverly. "Ummm? Do you want me to drink your cum?"

Andrews groaned with pleasure. "Keep it up, baby!" he gasped. "God, you're the best."

His thick red prick twitched and pulsed with urgent need. He was still fully clothed except for his huge blood-thundering cock shooting out of his open fly. And that was just what Jondra wanted. She wanted him to feel like she was raping him. She wanted his prick. She wanted to cradle his cock in her hands and lick and swallow his prick.

His fingers grasped at her neck and shoulders trying to get under her blouse at her tits. But Jondra squirmed away and devoured his stiff cock so eagerly that he could do nothing but fall back and moan and thrust up into her busy mouth.

His wet prick throbbed with hot urgent life in her hands. She stroked his cock from top to bottom with her tongue, then sucked his balls into her mouth, first one, then the other, swirling her lips over them.

"Mmmmmm, what a lovely big cock you've got," she murmured, licking his prick lovingly.

She slurped and swallowed the clear, warm juice that leaked from the bulbous head of his thumping prick. Wver hand she jerked him off until he was gasping and squirming with pleasure.

"How close are you, baby?" she murmured. She dove on his jumping shaft.

"God, it sure is good," Andrews groaned. "Were'd you learn to do it so good?"

"Mmmm, I guess it just comes naturally," Jondra replied.

His firm strong hands held her by the sides of the head now. He held her head steady and drove his raging cock up into her throat, making her gag and splutter with delirious dellght. Jondra loved it. He was raping her mouth, but she was the one who was giving him all this fantastic pleasure.

In the giddy flood of her desire to suck off his big, wet, twitching prick, she forgot about everything else her own body flushed with waves of heat. She could feel her cunt blossoming, fuck juice wetting her panties. Her thighs shook and clenched involuntarily. Her sensitive nipples chafed against the cloth of her blouse, and her tits throbbed and ached. God, I want him to fuck me! she thought. God, I want him to fuck me!

She sighed and whimpered and squirmed against his jerking knees and thighs, sucking the head of his rearing prick so fiercely that he cried out.

Oh, Bill! she moaned to herself. Oh, Bill, squirt it into me, feed me with it, feed me! Stick it in me everywhere. Keep it hard, please, please make it stay hard! After you come you have to fuck me, you have to rape me! I can hardly stand waiting for it. You can do anything you want to me, baby. But right now I'm going to pull it out of you. Oh yes, oh yes!

"Are you ready?" she cried. "Have you been saving a big load all day just for me, since this morning? Oh, feed me with it, baby. Feed me!"

She laced her fingers around the pumping red stalk of his prick. His cock grew even stiffer, hard as granite. She felt his prick extend and point, felt his whole body grow painfully taut. The rough strength of his hands shoved her head down. His cock fucked viciously into her throat. Jondra dove on his prick eagerly and gobbled his cock insanely, groaning and sucking with sharp rabid intensity.

"Aaowwnngg! Unngg!" Andrews wailed.

He crammed Jondra's mouth with so much of his jism-bursting cock that she thought he might split her face open. She went crazy with happiness as he exploded into her. She drank the warm rivers of his cum as it poured down her throat and milked his cock for more with her frantic fingers. She gently squeezed his balls and sucked the flaring head of his spurting prick, getting cum all over her chin and her cheeks. The hot jets jumped into her mouth again and again. Jondra didn't know a man could come so much. Andrews groaned and thrashed on his back, up-fucking into her throat, trembling and panting as his last ounce of cum came hurtling up to sluice her waiting tongue.

But finally he was empty. His cock went limp in her mouth. Jondra slithered up to his face and pecked him on the cheek. She still had his cum in her mouth and wanted to savor his jism before swallowing. She let him watch her gulp down the last drops.

"I'll bet your wife doesn't give you head that good," she whispered.

"You'd win," he admitted, beginning to umbutton her shirt.

Quickly he had her out of her clothes. His hands were on her naked tits, his fingers digging passionately into her firm flesh. His mouth was on her nipples, devouring them, before Jondra could even believe what was happening. She glanced down and saw that his huge prick was already springing back to life. It was too good to be true.

"Don't you even need a little rest?" she asked. "Not with you, I don't," Andrews said. "I can't get enough of you!"

"Oh, good!" Jondra sighed. "Ohhhnnnnn!" she gasped as he sucked one of her nipples so sharply that she nearly came unglued. "Oh, God, that feels good."

"You ready for more?" he asked.

"God, you can do anything to me, Mr. Andrews," she whispered hotly into his car. "Anything you want."

Andrews led her down the hall to his bedroom, and Jondra didn't get a wink of sleep all night.

The next response Jondra got to her babysitting ads gave her a small moment of anxiety. A man's voice on the phone sounded vaguely suspicious.

"You the babysitter?" It was a gruff, deep voice. The man sounded uncomfortable, even devious.

But since the whole thing had been begun in an adventurous spirit, it would be silly to back down now. Who could say what she might be missing?