Gary Woods - Hot loving babysitter

Ross Jordan was rapidly nearing his climax. Much more rapidly than was usual for him, and much sooner than he would have liked. There was something about the gorgeous young girl, so inexperienced but so naturally talented, that he found impossible to resist. And because of his lack of resistance to her considerable charms, he found his control greatly reduced.

Ali now had Ross' steely hard cock deep in her mouth, the throbbing purple head of it approaching the narrow opening into her throat. Ross had purposely taken it easy, not realizing how good the girl was at cock sucking. Now, with her insistent hand still pressuring him to probe deeper by gently tugging at his balls, he wisely decided to follow her lead. In moment, she had drawn the complete length of his cock into her demanding, sucking, hot and slippery mouth, the head of it well into her throat. He was shocked but extremely pleased at the ease and skill she showed in deep-throating him. With her lips nudging into the hair at the root of his cock, with her still sucking as if she wanted to inhale his balls as well, Ross couldn't hold out much longer.

Kent, who, except for his precociously developed and exceptionally large cock and balls, was only a little kid, wasn't thinking of much of anything. He was just enjoying the good feeling of Ali's tight cunt slipping up and don his big, stiff, thick hard-on, and watching her gorgeous tits bouncing almost in his face. Shyly, he reached up and spread his hands out so that her stiff little nipples slipped back and forth across the palms of his hands, tickling them and making him giggle, as she moved.

Only dimly through her lust-saturated mind did Ali realize what Kent was doing to her. One thought went through her desire-drenched brain the wish that the boy would suck one of her super-sensitized nipples.

Almost as soon as she had that thought, the same thing occurred to Kent. Without hesitation, he propped himself up a little on his elbows, his lips seeking one of the stiff little cock-like nips, until they managed to capture one. Then he sucked it into his mouth, holding it between his teeth gently while he squeezed it with his lips and licked and rubbed it with his rough tongue.

Sucking Ali's cunt brought Kent near to his peak. His hips began to answer hers, matching the girl stroke for stroke, ramming his giant cock up to the hilt into her steaming, sucking, demanding cunt as it descended on him. He didn't bow if he could hold it back any longer. Didn't know and didn't care. Now he wanted to come, wanted to shoot his hot load of sticky cum into the center of her body, fill her creaming cunt with his jizz until it wouldn't hold any more. He wanted, more than anything, to have that fantastic feeling of shooting off, and the feeling of release and relaxing that came afterwards.

Tracy, seeing that all three participants were hearing orgasm, twisted the knob on the plastic cock sticking out of Ali's asshole, turning the vibrator on to "full".

Reaction was instantaneous.

Kent could feel the vibrator almost as though it were held tight against his cock. After all, there were only two thin membranes separating the rubber-coated plastic dildo from his prick. His hips arced sharply inward, slamming his cock to the absolute hilt into Ali's descending pussy, ramming it home as the first shot of his cum spurted from the tip and flooded into her cunt.

When the vibrator came on, Ali reflexively jerked on the delicate flesh bag she held in her hand, squeezing it, forcing Ross to bury his prick in her mouth. The action triggered his orgasm and he shot jet after jet of his hot goo deep into the sucking, gulping throat of the straining girl.

With cum rocketing into her throat, cum jetting into the depths of her guts from Kent's enormous cock as well, and the rubber cock vibrating in her asshole Ali had a massive climax that shook her to the very core. She couldn't tell where it started, it seemed to be everywhere at once. In her mouth and throat, in her clit and cunt, in her asshole and tits, in her guts and thighs. Spasm after tremendous spasm wracked her body, an earthquake of shudders flashed through her. Her muscles seemed to all clench at once, then release and clench again one at a time in a moving wave. The fake cock practically shot out of her ass.

Her muscle contractions popped Ross Jordan's cock from her mouth as if shot from a gun. Another colossal spasm doubled her up, forcing Kent's still spurting cock from her cunt. She doubled up into a twitching, jerking, shivering, quaking ball, gasping and shrieking with the shock waves of pleasure that rocketed through her body like bolt after bolt of sex lightning. Gradually, her twitches and jerks and spasms slowed. Gradually, her breathing returned to nearly normal. Her muscles reined. She had passed out.

"Dad, is Ali okay?" Kent asked, concerned about the girl. After all, she had fallen down on top of him and then rolled over off him with her arms and legs kind of jerking around like a puppet's.

Ross had flopped down on the bed beside the girl and his son after his cock was expelled from her mouth.

"She seems to be all right, Kent. I think maybe it was a little bit too much for her all at once, but she's breathing okay." He put ear to her cushy chest. "Her heartbeat is strong and steady, too."

"That's good, Dad. I wouldn't want anything bad to happen to Ali. I really like her. Even before last tight and today. She's the best babysitter you ever got for me."

The object of his admiration slowly opened her eyes and peered around the bed.

"Oh, wow!" Ali exclaimed, shaking her head in wonder. "There just aren't words to say how fantastic that was! What did I do, faint?"

"Yeah, you passed out cold," Tracy answered. "So how do you like a three-way now?"

"God! Incredible."

"Well, dear," Tracy went on, "don't expect it to be quite like this every time you have sex. I don't mean just fuck, I mean have sex of any kind. Sometimes it'll be wonderful, sometimes only fair, and once in a while it won't be so good. It'll depend on how you feel, how your partner feels, how good you are together, a lot of things. And you don't have to have a three way to love fantastic sex."

Before anybody could say anything else, the telephone rang. Tracy picked the instrument up off the bedside table and, after a brief conversation that consisted mostly of listening, she hung up.

Ali looked uneasy. "What time is it, anyway?"

"Oh God, Dad'll kill me! I promised him I'd be home early and have dinner on the table when he got home from the office."

"Don't worry, dear. I apologized for keeping you so late, and promised you'd be home in about a half hour. He calmed down and said it was okay, that he'd go out and get something to eat. He said he hadn't meant to rush us and he understood that things can come up," Tracy paused as a rush of laughter broke her up, "and something sure did, several somethings. Anyway, you have time to take a shower and freshen up before you leave. If you like, you can have dinner with us."

"No, I'd better get home, but thanks anyway," Ali said, picking her clothes off the floor and heading for the bathroom.

"I guess you'd better have something to show your father for the all the time you spent there," Tracy called. "If you earn good money babysitting so long, maybe it'll make him feel better about not having his dinner on time."

Ten minutes later, when Ali left, Ross and Tracy were bathed and in their bathrobes and Kent was in the shower Ali protested that the twenty dollars Ross paid her was far too much even for a regular afternoon of babysitting, and it was especially too much after all the fun she'd had. Ross and his wife insisted through, so Ali finally took the money.

When Ali got home she heaved a big sigh of relief because her father's car wasn't in the driveway. Not that she was actually scared, but she was a little bit nervous about him seeing her in the dress she'd worn. She was kind of popping out of it. She giggled to herself. Maybe if he did see it he'd let her go shopping for some new clothes. She decided to leave the dress on to show him how badly she needed something new that would fit right.