Nick Eastwood - That hot sucking sitter

Roni Richards had never been touched by a boy before, and it was quite a shock when it first happened. She was sitting on the couch with the kid she was babysitting, Greg Nelson, when he suddenly threw himself at her and kissed her.

Roni was so shocked that for a few seconds she couldn't even move. That encouraged Greg. He wriggled his tongue into her mouth and probed around. When she still didn't react, he grabbed her tits, squeezing them eagerly through her thin summer clothing. Roni almost went through the roof.

Wrenching her face away from his, she slapped Greg's face and snapped, "Take your hands off me this minute, Greg. What a filthy thing to do."

That hardly fazed Greg. He just drew back with a lazy grin and drawled, "Sorry, Roni, I though you might wanta get it on."

Roni blushed hotly. "Certainly not," she replied stiffly. "I have much more important things to do than, uh, get it on."

"Yeah, like reading all those big books," Greg said dryly. "Don't you ever wanta have any fun?"

"This is plenty enough fun for me," Roni said, pulling a book into her lap and opening it. "Why don't you go play, Greg?"

"Yeah, I think I will," he answered. "There's sure nothing going on around here."

Roni watched him go. She had to admit he was kind of cute for a younger guy. He was several years younger than she was, but already his body was man-shaped. He was husky, blond, and had nice features. But of course, she told herself quickly, that kind of thing didn't interest her.

She just wondered why she had that strange hot sensation between her thighs. It started happening when he had kissed her and fondled her tits, and it was still there. She'd never experienced anything like it before. She just hoped it didn't have anything to do with sex.

Roni had been raised in a very strict and puritanical way by her highly religious parents. They'd drummed into her head that sex was dirty and evil and that nice girls don't have anything to do with it, at least not until marriage, and maybe not even after that. But they'd made it clear that they hoped Roni wouldn't marry at all but would devote herself to her studies and a career.

So far, she'd followed their teachings without a murmur. She'd been a straight-A student all through school, and she'd never accepted a date. She'd just graduated from high school and had never had anything to do with sex or boys. At least not until a moment ago when Greg had come on to her. Now her pussy felt scorching hot, swollen and wet.

She tried to ignore the strange and disturbing sensations and concentrate on her book. It was a French grammar book. Roni intended to go to Europe in the fall, and she wanted to be able to speak the languages of the people there. A year in Europe would broaden her intellectually before she started college, she hoped.

She was babysitting to earn the money for her trip, but she had never been asked to sit with a kid as old as Greg. She could handle tiny babies or little kids, but this was her first experience with a teenage boy. She was finding it pretty disturbing.

"See ya later," Greg said, sticking his head in the doorway.

"Where are you going, Greg?" Roni demanded.

"Just around the neighborhood," he said.

Then he disappeared. Roni heard the back door slam. She hurried to the kitchen and peered out the window to see where he went. After all, she was supposed to be watching him. He didn't go far. He just ducked into the next yard, swinging himself over the high fence. Roni frowned, wondering what mischief he was up to.

She went quietly out of the house and found a knothole in the fence. Greg was walking up to a cute teenage girl who was sunbathing on the grass. She was petite, blond, and snub-nosed, and she was wearing a ridiculously tiny red bikini. Greg was looking at her like she was a bowl of candy.

"Hi, Dawn," he called.

The girl looked up and smiled. "Oh, hi, Greg," she said. "Come and sit with me. I'm so bored."

"Your folks gone out?" Greg asked, sitting down beside her.

"Yeah, they went to the company dance," Dawn said.

"Mine, too," Greg replied. "Hey, your back's getting kinda red. Want me to spread same sunscreen on it?"

"Oh, thanks," Dawn said, unhooking her bra.

Greg's eyes widened, and so did Roni's. Dawn was lying on her belly, and she just unhooked her bikini top so Greg could spread the lotion, but it was still a pretty suggestive thing to do. Her bra fell down on the grass, exposing all of her luscious-looking ripe tits except the nipples.

Greg swallowed hard and forced himself not to stare at her pretty breasts. He grabbed her sunscreen bottle and squeezed some lotion into his palm. Then he set his hands on her back and began smoothing in the stuff. Dawn gave a little gurgle of pleasure, reined totally, and closed her eyes.

"Mmmmmmm, that feels so nice," she sighed. Greg was staring at her tits again and very gradually working his hands in that direction. Roni could see what he was doing, and she wanted to call out and warn the girl. But that meant Greg would learn she'd been spying on him, and she felt embarrassed about that. She could only watch helplessly.

Greg was getting a little flushed in the face while he inched his hands patiently but steadily toward the outer curve of Dawn's creamy skinned tits. He was licking his lips, and his eyes were hot and glassy with lust. Obviously tits excited him a whole lot. He'd made a grab for Roni's tits, too.

Now he suddenly slid his hands under Dawn's naked tits and cupped them, squeezing. She gasped, and her blue eyes popped open and got huge. Panting, Greg started molding her tits in a lusty rhythm. Roni waited for the girl to roll over and slap his face. Instead, Dawn giggled.

"Greg, you nut, what are you doing?" she laughed.

"Playing with your tits," he chuckled. "Can't you tell?"

"You're naughty," she said teasingly. "You didn't ask if you could."

"That's right," he answered, "I couldn't help myself. I'm just a naughty guy."

He certainly was that, Roni thought, getting red with embarrassment. She was going to have to speak to his parents about it. First he'd come on to her, actually fondling her tits, and now he was practically attacking the neighbor girl. Greg was a very bad boy.

So why wasn't Dawn protesting and making him stop? She just lay there getting more and more flushed in the face as he played with her tits. Then suddenly she rolled over and lay belly up, her gorgeous high-riding breasts exposed to Greg's hungry eyes. He stared at them for a second, then gave a horny growl and cupped them again.

"Mmmmmmmm, yeah, that feels so nice," Dawn sighed.

Roni was indignant. The girl had no morals at all. Didn't she realize how wrong it was to do things like that with anybody but the man she married? Roni wanted to march into the yard and spank both the young teens. But she had an uneasy feeling that she would be laughed off the stage.

Now Greg was using his thumbs to tease Dawn's rosy little nipples into long erect buds. Roni blushed even harder when she realized that her own tits were still swollen and stiff-nippled. It was incredible how a few brief squeezes from Greg had done that. Wonderingly, she rubbed her nipples through her clothes and found them supersensitive.

Dawn just lay there gurgling and shivering with excitement while he worked her nipples into long rigid nubs. Then he dipped his head down, stuck out his tongue, and used the hot wet meat to lash her engorged nipples.

"Oooooooo, yeah?" Dawn squealed.

Roni was so shocked, she could hardly think. Those kids were having a regular sex orgy over there, doing things she'd never even heard of. She knew she ought to put a stop to it, but how? They were too big to spank, and she was outnumbered. About all she could do was watch, then report everything she'd seen to Greg's parents when they got home.