John Kellerman: Two Horny Babysitters

For a long time, they squirmed happily together, Terri already absorbing the jizz Tommy had given her. It seemed a magic liquid to her. Something she'd always dreamed about. Something a male kept hidden away m his secret balls in their secret sac. Now, that cum was hers, a part of her forever. She wondered what it looked like. Already, she could smell it. Terri's nostrils flared as she caught another whiff.

"Damn!" Tommmy moaned, not still yet. Terri kissed his mouth.

"What's wrong?"

"If Arlene ever finds out…"

"I told you we don't have to worry about that. You're not going to tell her are you?" "No, but…"

"If you think I would," Terri snapped, "you're crazy. She'd probably murder me. And she'd tell Mom and Dad too."

"Look, Terri, I didn't really want to do this. I mean, when you pulled off your clothes and everything, I still tried not to think about it."

Terri frowned. "You didn't want to?" Her cunt was still squeezing Tom's cock rhythmically.

"Oh, I wanted to all right. I just knew I shouldn't."

"Let's not think about that now." Terri hugged him hard. She didn't want his cock to be pulled out of her cunt. It felt exactly right just where it was.

Tommy groaned, avoiding her lips when she tried to kiss him.

"Don't worry. Nobody'll ever know." Terri took his face between her hands and kissed him anyway. Her lips made him relax and he kissed her back. They stayed like that for a few more minutes. Terri wished it could have been hours.

"I'd better get the hell out of here," Tommy said suddenly, pulling his cock out so fast that it made Terri cry out. She sat up on the sofa while the hot cum began to form dewdrops in her brown cunt curls. There was only a small, spot on the sofa. Terri was thankful for small favors. She was disappointed with Tommy. He was hopping on one foot as he jerked on his jeans. After such a fine fuck, it seemed crazy to end it like this.

"Didn't you like me?" she whined, dabbing at her swollen cunt with her panties.

"Hell, yes! If you hadn't come on so sexy, I might have gotten out of here before I did this. Hell yea, I like you. You're a lot better fuck than Arlene. You're the best fuck ever had."

Terri's eyes went wide and bright. "I am?" "But that doesn't change the fact that you're Arlene's little sister and I could be in lots of trouble."

Terri was tired of hearing it. She grabbed her clothes and found the bathroom. She was more interested in finding out what real cum was like than listening to Tommy's guilt complexes over and over again. Standing before the mirror, she could see how swollen her pussy was. She dabbed a gop of white jizz onto her panties and held it up to her nose. Though the smell was strong, there was something about it she liked. She dipped a finger into the mess and rubbed it against her thumb. The stuff was slick to the touch. It looked kind of like snot. Taking a quick breath, Terri put her tongue out. The taste was slightly salty and maybe a bit sour. She tasted again and gave a shrug. "Far out!"

There was a small tapping at the bathroom door.

"Terri?" a sleepy voice said. "Yes? Is that you Billy?"' Her heart stopped. "I thought I tucked you in." Wiping the rest of the cum from her cunt, she jerked on her cutoffs, got into her bikini top and rinsed her cummy panties in the sink. She'd have to find a place to dry them. Opening the linen closet, she flattened them on a towel and turned to open the bathroom door.

Billy Carlton grinned up at her as he rubbed his eyes. "That bad man is gone." "What bad man, Billy?" "The big one that was wrestling you," "Oh, he wasn't really a bad man. We were just playing."

Billy looked confused but interested. "What game is that? I never played it before."

"It's to see who gets on top and stays the longest."

Billy laughed. "Oh. Well, I guess he beat you, didn't he?"

Terri's cheeks reddened. "Yes, darling. The big boy beat me at that game. But it's a kind of secret game. You wouldn't tell your mommy or daddy I was playing it on their sofa, would you?"

"Not if you don't want me to."

"What a little darling!" Terry said, kneeling to hug him. She led him back to his bedroom. She tucked him in and bent to kiss his forehead.

"Terri?"

"Yes, sweetheart?"

"Why do you have to take off your clothes to play that game?"

Terri chewed her lip hard. "It's a pretty rough game," she said at last. "I wouldn't want to pop any buttons or tear anything."

"I guess not," Billy agreed.

"Be sure and keep it a secret," Terri told him again.

"I know the name of the game," Billy chirped proudly. "Yes, honey. Keep that a secret too."

By the time Ralph and Ann Carlton retuned home, Terri had cleaned up any trace of the little party she'd had. She'd finished Tommy's beer herself and opened another. She hardly ever had anything alcoholic to drink, but something had depressed her. Maybe it was Tommy's squeamishness about what he'd done.

"I'll drive you home in a second," Ralph told her. "Just let me make me a quick drink."

As far as Terri was concerned, Ralph didn't need that drink. His wife was in the same shape, and she kept going on about what a good babysitter Terri was. Terri was glad they hadn't seen her earlier. Still vivid in her memory was how it had felt to have Tommy's hot cock going in and out of her pussy. She shivered, closing her eyes for a second in happy reverie. If only Tommy hadn't acted so funny afterwards.

When Ralph Carlton didn't come to drive her home, Terri decided to go on by herself, it was only a few blocks and she didn't really mind walking. When she stepped into the hall to tell him, Terri saw why she'd had to wait.

From where she stood, she could see into the Carltons' bedroom. Ann Carlton was on her back, her dress pulled up around her waist. One shoe had slipped off and her panties were hanging from her hand. Ralph Carlton hadn't even bothered to take off his pants. He was fucking her, his ass plunging as the blonde woman moaned and dug her heels into her husband's back.

Terri let herself out and headed down the walk in the darkness. Her mind was swirling with what she'd just seen. The way Ralph Carlton had been fucking his wife thrilled Terri. It was easy imagining herself on that bed with Ralph fucking her. God, he fucked better than Tommy, or so it seemed. He seemed to know what he was doing a lot more than Tommy had. At least it seemed that way. Terri went back, crossing the lawn to a bedroom window.

"Ohhh, get me, honey!" Ann Carlton groaned. "Fuck me good!"

Terri stood on tiptoes, peering into the partly darkened room. The bed creaked under Ann's shifting hips. Ralph had opened the front of his wife's blouse and was sucking her big fits like he wanted to eat them. His loving seemed more voracious, less restrained than the way Tommy had gone after her.

"I'm gonna come, Ralph!" his wife squealed, her head thrown back. She looked drunk. Ralph slammed into her steadily now and the tall woman shuddered and growled words that made even Terri blush. She turned from the window and went back across the lawn. She couldn't take too much more of that without wanting to finger-fuck herself while she watched.

She crossed the street and went on. Her cunt had begun to throb harder with each step. She felt weak and breathless and the images of Ralph Carlton fucking wildly between his wife's long legs made her skin tingle. Terri slipped a hand down to the gap in the leg of her cut-offs and eased a finger up against her cunt. That was when she stopped, her eyes wide with horror.

"My panties! I left them in the linen closet back at the Carlton's place."

She stopped there in the darkened street, uncertain what to do. As she hesitated, the lights of a car came down the street from the direction which she'd just come. Not wanting to be noticed, Terri started walking again, thinking of a way to retrieve her forgotten undies. The car stopped beside her and the door was thrown open.