Nick Eastwood: Suck show for the sitter

What the hell, Mom wasn't here watching her. She could get away with it. While she watched the Carters rolling around on the bed kissing and pawing each other, she slipped her hand between her thighs and touched her own pussy for the first time.

"Mmmmmm," she gasped.

It felt great to touch herself there. But she had to be very quiet. No more sighs or gasps, because it would be so humiliating if the Carters heard her and caught her spying.

She ran her fingers over the swollen scalding folds of her cunt gash, finding out where it felt best to be touched. Tom must be doing the same thing to Carol now. He had a hand between her legs, and she was moaning. Darla wished she could see exactly what he was doing.

"Mmmmmni, honey, you're getting me so hot," Carol moaned.

"Yeah, that's the whole idea," Tom chuckled.

His hand moved faster between her thighs, and it was very frustrating to Darla, because she couldn't tell what he was doing. She did some experimenting of her own, touching every inch of the hot engorged flesh between her legs. She soon found the place she liked best – a small lump at the top of her pussy.

It was supersensitive and throbbing, and just her lightest touch there felt fantastic. She rubbed her finger stiffly over the pulsating bud and felt hot stabs of pleasure. She could hardly keep from whimpering and moaning.

"Unnnnhhhh, yes, Tom, play with my cunt!" Carol gasped.

Darla saw that he was rubbing at the top of her pussy, just where Darla was rubbing herself. That thing had a name, too. It was a cunt. She was definitely enlarging her vocabulary tonight. And she was learning how to give herself incredible pleasure.

She kept rubbing her finger over her clit as she watched Tom arousing Carol. Soon the pretty blonde housewife was sobbing with excitement, and Tom's hand was covered with her spurting cream. He drew back, grinning wickedly.

"How'd you like some of this, baby?" he said, wagging his rigid cock at her.

"Oh, God, would I ever," Carol moaned. "Tom, you devil, I'm so horny I could scream." Horny? Darla thought she understood that word, too. It meant the way she and Carol were feeling right now, with their pussies on fire, and their excitement at the boiling point. But what was Tom going to do with his cock? He'd asked Carol if she wanted some of it. Darla didn't understand.

She soon found out. Carol bent and spread her nice long legs, fully exposing the soaked pink flesh of her cuntslit and its pretty fringe of blonde curls. Panting and flushed, Tom knelt between her legs and fisted his massive prick.

"Yes, darling, stick it in me," Carol moaned. Darla went wide-eyed. What did Carol mean by that? Tom pressed the huge purple head of his cock against the mouth of her cunt and started pushing the thing into her. It looked like her delicate pussy lips were going to split.

Darla trembled, waiting for Carol to scream with pain. But it didn't happen. Instead the young blonde moaned with delight, her pretty face twisting into a lusty mask. Thick hot cream spurted from her cunt and ran down her ass crack.

"Ohhhhbh, yesssss!" she wailed, "get into me, Tom, fuck me."

There was that word again. Darla forgot playing with herself. Her whole attention was on the Carters as Tom eased his huge hard cock deeper and deeper into Carol's cunt. To Darla's amazement, it didn't seem to hurt Carol at all. In fact she loved it.

"Give me all of it, honey," she panted. "Mmmmmnim, God, yesssss!"

"Ahhhhh, Jesus!" Tom groaned.

So this was fucking? This was what men and women did in bed? Darla was really surprised. She hadn't expected anything like this. But then she'd never seen a cock before, and she hadn't known what they were used for.

NOW she was finding out. Tom pushed his cock as far as it would go into Carol's cream slick pussy hole. Then he started pistoning it inside her, his ass knotting and jerking. The big blue-veined slab of prickmeat jerked in and out.

"Yeah, fuck it to me, fuck it to meeee!" Carol wailed.

"Ummmmhhhh, baby, your cunt's so hot!" Tom moaned.

Darla couldn't understand why that would feel good to Carol, but it obviously felt great. Carol was clawing the bed and jerking her hips to Tom's movements, taking his fat hard prick as deep as she could get it.

"Oh, darling, I love you to fuck me!" she sobbed.

"You better believe I love fucking you, baby!" Tom panted.

Darla felt her own hot pussy sizzling and throbbing against her hand. She started playing with her clit again, and it felt so damned good. She sawed her finger stiffly over the swollen nub and drenched her fingers with her dripping cream.

Meanwhile Tom was fucking Carol faster and faster. Darla could hear an obscene sucking noise as his thick cock reamed out his wife's pearly cunt juice. She could hear their hot sweaty bodies slapping together. It looked brutal, but they were having so much fun.

Darla was having a pretty good time herself. She was getting her curiosity satisfied at last, and she found it really exciting to spy on the fucking couple. But the most fun thing of all was learning to play with herself.

How come Mom had forbidden her to do this? Darla couldn't see anything wicked or dirty about it. It just felt great, and it was easing that strange ache in her pussy. She rubbed her finger faster and faster over her swollen clit.

"Harder now, honey," Carol moaned, "fuck me as hard as you can, Tom."

Tom snarled with lust and fucked into her so hard that the big bed began to rock and creak. Darla thought the bed was going to collapse. Clearly Tom and Carol didn't care if it did. They were going at each other like rutting animals.

"Unminhhhh, honey, I'm gonna come so good!" Carol sobbed.

There was another new word, come. Darla didn't know what it meant, but she was very close to finding out. She saw Carol's body arch and stiffen, and then a second later the pretty housewife was bucking and screaming.

"Ooooooooh, Tom, you did it to me, I'm cominggggg!" she cried. "Ooooooooh, shit, whaaahhhhh!"

"Take my load, baby, awwwwww!" Tom bellowed.

Darla didn't know what all the excitement was about, but a second later she was in on the secret. She rubbed her finger hard across her clit and started climaxing like crazy. Pleasure ripped through her body as she experienced her very first orgasm.

"Ooooooh, shit, aahhhhhh!" she howled.

She was lucky. Her helpless cries were drowned out by the noises Tom and Carol were making. She rolled around in the hall, her body wracked with pleasure, till she'd drained every last drop of sensation from her spasming cunt.

"Wow!" she breathed, "sensational!"

The next night Darla was babysitting for another young couple.

Kim and Bob Warner. She'd agreed to alternate between them and the Carters for the sum, ma. But she was finding it hard to concentrate on her work.

She got the kids to bed as early as she could, then curled up on the couch to watch TV. Her thoughts soon drifted from the program. She couldn't forget all the exciting things she'd seen last night when she spied on the Carters.

She wanted to see more. She'd be allowed to go out with boys in the fall, and she wanted to be ready. If a boy tried to make out with her, she wanted to know how to behave, so the more information she got, the better.

That was what Darla told herself, anyhow. What she really meant was that she wanted to spy on the Warners.

Okay, so it was naughty, but she just couldn't resist. Spying on Tom and Carol had been the most exciting experience of her young life. Tonight she might have another opportunity, and she wasn't going to pass it up.

When Bob and Kim got home a little after midnight, Darla was already tucked in her bed on the couch, pretending to sleep. The young couple looked in on her and quietly turned off the lights, then went down the hall to their bedroom. Darla slipped from her bed and followed.