Paul Mall - Take A Toss With Tess

"Agggghhhh! Off. christ, ohhh!"

She let go of her breasts and slid both hands down between her legs. She pulled the dog away, tossed it aside, and pulled at her cunt hairs. She swirled the fleshy cuntlips in large circles, her fingertips threatening to jam all the way inside of her, and she came another time, and then another, and then another. She came for Jack, for Jeanie, for Mr. Sands, for Bill – the orgasms rolling out now, one right after another.

"Agggghhhhh! – Oh, mama, I'm comin'! Coming! Agghhhh!"

Then the room fell silent. Tessie sprawled exhausted on the bed, breathing rapidly, her chest heaving, her nipples melting softly into her tits, to flatten in rest. Except for her breathing, and an occasional shivering from the dying embers of her orgasms, her body stopped moving.

There was a knock on the door, and she heard her mother's voice. "You okay, baby?"

"Huh… yeah. Why?" Tessie said, drawing the sheet up in an instinctively protective movement.

"I thought I heard you call out, dear. Something wrong?"

"No, Ma. It's all right. I had a charley horse. Must be sleeping in a bad position."

"Okay, dear. I'm going to bed now. Good night."

Tessie heard her mother shuffle down the hallway to her own bedroom, to Tessie's snoring father's side. She put the stuffed dog back on the shelf and took down her teddy bear. Cuddling it, she pulled the covers securely around her and drifted off into sleep, the worn bear clutched very tightly in her arms.

Brenda Arlen checked her make-up – and the lines in her face – one last time in the hallway mirror. Wrapping her shawl around her shoulders, she looked at Tessie through the mirror, appraising the teenager carefully. "You seem to be… er, filling out some, Tessie. Very nicely, I may add."

"Oh, thank you, Mrs. Arlen," Tessie said, giggling and blushing.

"Don't be shy about it, you'll come to regard your… your figure as an asset one day." Brenda walked over to Tessie and put her arm maternally around the young girl's waist. "Now, are you going to be all right for so long into the night? You've never babysat so late for us."

"Oh, I'll be all right, Mrs. Arlen. I have the number where you are going to be, and Mom's only a few blocks away, and, boy, do I have plenty of homework to do… miserable science teacher."

"Well, I do trust you. You've always been such a perfect sitter." Brenda gave Tessie a gentle hug. "If Neil comes in, tell him I just went to get my purse. I'll only be a sec."

Alone in the large room, Tessie spread her school books across the coffee table and settled down on the sofa with one of the text books. A moment later, Neil Arlen entered the house.

"Hi, she still not down yet? The car's ready."

"Hi. She's getting her purse and'll be right down."

"Studying?"

"Yeah."

"That's good."

Tessie closed the book and placed it on the coffee table, bending over so that her braless breasts swayed forward to dangle invitingly for Neil's benefit. Then she stood up, tugging at the thin-materialed tee-shirt, accenting her breasts and pert nipples even further for him, and she looked at straight into his eyes. Her tongue slowly licking her bottom lip, she smiled an I know what you're thinking! smile.

"Why's studying good, Mr. Arlen?" Tessie tittered girlishly.

Sweat breaking out on his brow, his hands shaking, a twitching inside his briefs, Neil Arlen blanched "Um… 'cause that's how you… learn."

"Learn what?" she teased.

"Learn what you're suppose to learn… in school."

"Oh!" She wrinkled her nose at him, a grin widening on her face, and then looking him straight in the crotch, she added: "There's plenty of things to learn… that you don't have to study for… and they're not taught in school… Mr. Arlen."

"Tessie, I don't know what you're – " Neil was thankfully interrupted by his wife's return.

Clutching her purse, Brenda took Neil's arm and looked at Tessie. "Are you sure you're going to be all right, dear?"

"Please Mrs. Arlen, just have a good time. I promise you that you have nothing to worry about." Then, with innocent, twinkling eyes directed at Neil: "I'm old enough to handle things, really. And, like I said, I have lots of studying to do." Tessie licked her lips, emphasizing the word studying for Neil, who blanched once more, his penis rising to full erection.

Hurriedly he went out to the car, Brenda following him. Once the door was locked behind them and their car pulled out of the driveway, Tessie walked over to her books – and put them away.

On one wall of the living room there was a bookcase, and from the top shelf, Tessie took down a movie projector. She sat it on the coffee table, facing it at one of the cream-colored walls. Then she reached into her satchel and took out the film that she had sneaked from her father's dresser drawer. She had discovered many such reels of film, and some other rather interesting pornographic material there. Tessie wondered if her mother knew about her father's little collection. Probably not.

She opened the small can of film and held the first few frames up to the light. Well, she thought, she hadn't lied to the Arlens. She was going to study tonight. She was going to study fucking. After checking on the Arlens' little boy, tucking him in and kissing him on the forehead, she went into the master bedroom. From the bottom drawer of Brenda's night table, she removed the vibrator that she had found the last time she babysat, and took it with her back to the living room. Another check at the lock on the door, and she shut all the lights, using only the dim hallway light to see by. She threaded the projector and flicked it on.

Tessie removed her jeans as she watched the film, and when she had them off, she lit a cigarette and sat on the couch, her feet up on the coffee table, her thighs spread wide apart. Then she just watched the film, doing nothing more than that and smoking the rest of the cigarette. When the film had run through once, she rewound it and started it again, this time ready to get more into it… ready to masturbate and come all over the Arlen's pretty pale blue sofa.

The film began and Tessie watched as a young girl entered a small room. In the room there was a closet, a chair, and a bed, nothing more. The girl removed her coat and then completely undressed. For a moment, she stood in the center of the room, her hands squeezing her overripe melons, nipping them, lifting them up to her mouth to suck at her own huge, round nipples. Tessie envied the well-endowed girl's ability, and settled for just caressing her own smaller breasts through her tee-shirt.

Tessie grabbed for the vibrator and placed it between her legs, pushing her cuntlips open with it. She held the vibrator there, pressing it into her clitoris, further awakening the girlflesh. When she looked back at the images flashing on the wall, she saw that the girl was in bed now, her legs drawn up and her hands between them, three fingers from each imbedded deep inside her pulpy cunt. The fingers went in and out, in and out, a steady rhythm to her finger – fucking. Watching with wide, unbelieving eyes, Tessie began to swirl her clit with two fingers, her belly heaving in anticipation.

The scene changed and Tessie watched as a man peeked through the opened closet door, his cock out and in his hand. The man had a lecherous look on his face and he licked his lips hungrily as he jerked his long, thick, spongy organ up and down, up and down, up and down. The girl on the bed was climaxing, revealed clearly by the abandoned look on her face, the arching of her body, and the stiffening of her legs. And, obviously, this was all too much for the peeping tom hiding in the closet. He stepped out and showed himself to the orgasming female who immediately opened her legs wide and held her arms out to him. She mouthed the words: "Fuck me, fuck me" at the seedy-looking man who was climbing most willingly between her legs, prick rigid and throbbing, aiming right for her gaping hairless gash.