Nick Eastwood - That hot sucking sitter

"Ooooooo, shit, oooooooo!" Dawn wailed. "Awwwwwwwww, fuck, aaaagggghhh!" Greg yelled.

Roni suddenly joined the noisy chorus as she brought herself off. It was her first orgasm. She fell to the grass and writhed and convulsed as hot pleasure wracked her body. She couldn't believe how great it felt. She was just glad Greg and Dawn were making so much noise that her own helpless cries couldn't be heard.

"Ohhhh, God, so good, ohhhhhhh!" she moaned.

She almost blacked out with the pleasure. Then she heard Greg and Dawn saying goodbye to each other, and she hurriedly stumbled back into the house.

Greg behaved himself for the next couple of hours, giving Roni time to think. She respected her parents and their views, but she'd begun to think they might be wrong about sex. It just didn't seem so terrible to her.

Greg and Dawn had given each other such a terrific time, and Roni had adored beating off. What was so wrong about that? What was so bad about making herself or somebody else feel great? Roni couldn't understand why her folks were so down on something like that. But one thing she did know – she wanted to experiment with more sex.

She waited, hoping Greg would come on to her again. This time she wouldn't make him stop. She wanted to experience some of the stuff he'd done with Dawn, it looked like so much fun. But he remained a perfect little gentleman through dinner, and then he parked himself in front of the TV set.

Roni was disappointed. As she thought about all the exciting things she'd observed when she spied on Greg and Dawn, her pussy began to get hot and wet and swollen again. She wanted to play with herself, but even more, she wanted Greg to play with her. She wanted to see and touch and explore his cock. But he seemed absorbed in his TV programs.

Roni went into the master bedroom and looked at herself in the full-length mirror. She wondered if maybe she wasn't really so attractive to Greg. She saw right away that there could be some improvements in her appearance. She'd never been interested in attracting boys before, so she'd never bothered to try to look sexy.

She studied herself carefully. She was kind of tall for a girl, slim, and she had small high riding tits. There was nothing she could do about the size of her tits, but she could get rid of her sensible, binding bra. She removed it and watched her tits jiggle enticingly under her T-shirt.

Next Roni removed her reading glasses and put them away in her tote bag. If her plan worked, she wouldn't need them for the rest of the evening. She also untied her ponytail and let her shining dark brown hair hang free. She paraded back and forth before the mirror, letting her tits bounce and wiggling her ass.

That was a lot better. She marched back into the living room and stood between Greg and the television set. He looked annoyed at first, but when he studied Roni's changed appearance, his eyes lit up. They darted up and down her slim shapely body, and she knew he liked what he saw.

"Hey, what'd you do to yourself. Roni?" he asked. "All of a sudden you look great."

"I'm glad you noticed," she said, switching off the TV set and coming to sit beside him on the couch. "Let's see if you can guess what I did."

He studied her again, then grinned. "Well, I can't be sure of everything," he said, "but you're not wearing a bra."

"Correct," Roni grinned, taking his hands and setting them on her tits.

Greg's mouth dropped open.

She pressed his hands firmly against her tits. He had to feel their heat and their throbbing through her thin T-shirt. Her nipples quickly stiffened and poked into his palms. She could feel his hands growing hot. But he was still too stunned to say anything.

Roni couldn't blame him for that. Just a few hours ago he'd tried to cop a feel of her tits, and she'd slapped his face and lectured him. Now she was actually inviting him to play with them. The kid had to be confused. Finally he cleared his throat and spoke to her.

"Uh, Roni, are you coming on to me?" he asked hoarsely.

"You could say that," she answered. "I'd like you to play with my tits."

"But this afternoon you didn't want me to," he answered in bewilderment. "You got real mad."

"Things have changed since then," she said. "Don't ask questions. Let's just have some fun."

She didn't want to explain to him why things had changed. That would involve admitting that she'd spied on him and Dawn while they made love and that she'd masturbated herself to climax while watching. She was still uptight enough not to want to admit those things but her prudery was vanishing fast as Greg began to smile and to play with her tits.

"Okay," he said, "you're the boss. I gotta do what you say while my folks are out, right?"

"Right," Roni breathed. "I knew you'd get the idea fast, Greg."

Greg felt the babysitter's little round tits swelling and throbbing in his hands, her nipples poking out stiff and hot. She seemed very excited. She was flushed in the face and breathing hard, and her eyes were kind of dazed and glassy. She looked a lot like Dawn when he got the neighbor girl horny.

But it was hard to imagine Roni being horny. She'd been sitting for him for several weeks now, and she had always had her nose in some big complicated book. She was very stern – she didn't allow swearing, and she clit him off immediately if he ever started to talk about sex. This afternoon he'd been feeling so horny, he just had to come on to her, but it had been a disaster.

So why the change? Was it real, or was she just setting him up for punishment? Greg decided to find out. He slipped his hands up under her T-shirt and cupped her bare tits. She just moaned and closed her eyes, and her tits throbbed even harder against his hands. This girl was genuinely turned on.

"Yes, Greg, don't stop," she panted.

Greg's cock mushroomed into hardness. He didn't know why, but the pretty babysitter was suddenly hot to trot. He decided to stop even wondering and just go with it. He squeezed and molded her hot silky-skinned tits, and he thumbed her nipples into perfect stiffness. Roni just slumped back against the couch and enjoyed it, panting and moaning softly.

"Mmmmmmmm, yes, that feels so exciting," she murmured.

In fact she couldn't believe how exciting it felt to be touched by a boy. Again she wondered why her folks were so dead set against sex. She was creaming right through her jeans as Greg played with her sensitive little tits, and she wanted him to go on touching her, all over her body.

He grew bolder and pushed her T-shirt up over her perfectly firm, swollen tits. He ogled the luscious apple-size globes, then stuck out his tongue and started licking her nipples, just as he'd done earlier to Dawn. Now Roni knew why the little blond had gotten so excited. It was an incredible turn-on to have her tits licked.

Then he started sucking them, and that was the best of all. He sucked her left nipple into the steamy heat of his mouth and she almost flew off the couch. She slumped there, squealing and creaming while he sucked on sensitive swollen nipple and then the other. She wanted the excitement to go on and on.

She grabbed his hand, set it on the fly of her jeans and said hoarsely, "Play with me, Greg. Play with my pussy."

Greg's cock almost ripped its way out of his jeans. He couldn't believe this was his puritanical bookworm babysitter. But he wasn't going to waste any time wondering about the sudden turn of events. He just grabbed the zipper of her jeans and got her pants open.

She was wearing sensible white cotton panties. That was more like the Roni he'd known up to now. He grasped her jeans and panties and tugged them down. She blushed a little as he stripped her but didn't ask him to stop. He stared hungrily at the glossy black triangle of her bush.