Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction, and it was created solely by me as the author. All characters are over the age of 18. Any similarities to characters, real life people, or things are all happenstance, though my appreciation to those who have
inspired
my works is immense.
Author's Note:
This is the sixth part of the series, but I'm excited to be posting back in this category. I hope you'll read the story parts from before to best enjoy the storyline. I also hope you'll find yourself wanting to check out the rest of my works. Please *follow me* so you'll be the first to know when the next parts come out. I know you'll want to see what happens!
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Recap:
In the first week of June, when the Dartmouth kids went to visit Connie's parents again, Lana and I had our couple friends over to have the first little party of our own. Once the cars were parked in the back of the house, clothes were refused coming into the house, and "Food, Friendship, Fun, and Fucking" was the theme. The music played around us. The echoes of immense pleasure could be heard bouncing off the walls in several of the rooms And love and laughter made everything perfect. Life continued to be grand.
I Was Their Babysitter - pt. 6
"How long has it been?" Lana asked as I sat on the couch with my head in my hands.
"Two weeks," I answered. "School is out. Kids are home. Mark has been working overtime, and Connie is covering shifts for a coworker on maternity leave. And with my work schedule, it just hasn't worked out."
"Well, come with me then!" Lana begged. "Come play with Tom and LeAnn! They would love to see you."
"No, I know," I assured her and let my hands fall to my knees. "But I want
my
couple. I miss them. And I've kinda been saving myself to be with them again since the party."
"Well, have you at least taken care of yourself?" my concerned cousin inquired. "Steph, I'm telling you..."
"Lana! At least every other night, I'm keeping myself entertained," I promised. "And I appreciate your offer, both to be with you, and to be with them, but I just kinda want
my
peeps. Since December 23, I've had one or both of them weekly, like clockwork. Even when my period came, they worked around it, and my orgasms were kicked right up again back into overdrive. But for the last two weeks, it just hasn't worked out."
"Well, I'm here if you need me," Lana reminded me and kissed my temple as I maintained my bowed head (yes, I was pouting). "I'm off to see the wizard, and his pretty
wand
too."
"He does have quite the pretty wand, doesn't he?" I agreed and shook my head. "Fuck! I need to get laid!"
"Love you!" Lana yelled as she headed for the garage. She was used to my whining.
Just as I was getting ready for bed, I got a text from Mark.
"Boat trip tomorrow. I know you don't have to work or have a class. Wear the new piece I got you. Not a whole lot of skiing this time around, but I can promise plenty of good riding will be done."
"Oh, fuck yeah!" I exclaimed and jumped onto my bed to "entertain" myself with visions of myself riding the waves as only Mark and Connie could make me.
Knowing Lana had planned to stay the night, I wrote her a note the next morning to let her know my plans. I put on the extremely tiny bikini Mark had ordered for me and covered the strings with a tank top and Daisy Duke shorts. As I pulled up to their house, I was pleased to see Mark preparing the boat.
"Hi there, sexy lady," he greeted me and waved me onto the boat. Wanna see what I'm bringing?" I nodded and looked down at what he was doing. He'd been seated at the wheel, so I hadn't even noticed that he had pulled down the front of his shorts to show me his sexy dick. I giggled and shook my head.
"I will be making myself much more acquainted with that guy shortly," I promised and patted his back while still laughing. "I'm gonna go see if Connie needs help."
"Uh-huh," he answered accusingly. "Don't you go getting her all worked up. We need to get going."
"Con?" I called into the house. "Baby? You here?"
"Kitchen, sweetheart," Connie answered. As soon as I caught sight of her, I inhaled deeply.
There
she was. "Mmm, hey there," she greeted me and walked over to where I stood. "I've missed you," she breathed.
"Me too," I answered and actually teared up.
"Oh, Stephanie!" Connie exclaimed. "Come here!" she continued and opened her arms. "What's wrong, sweetheart? Oh, baby! Don't cry!"
"I'm sorry!" I sobbed. "I've missed you so much and I... it's just... it's been hard being away from you guys!" I maintained my hold on her and cried into her shoulder.
"Well, let's get going," she told me determinedly. "Once we are on the river, you will not be able to get enough of what we have planned. And, Steph?" Connie added and lifted my chin to demand my absolute attention. "I have the same little bikini on too. Fuuuuuccckkk, it's already rubbing me in all the right ways." With a quick tap of her hip to mine, she winked at me and then turned around to grab the bag with our towels and snacks in it.
"Fuck, indeed," I whispered and placed my sunglasses back on my face before locking the door behind me.
On the drive down, I sat in the backseat and watched as Connie flirted with Mark, running her fingers through his hair and occasionally letting her hand slip down his chest to touch the friend he'd opted to bring in his shorts. At one point, I thought she was going to blow him, but he told her to just wait. She reluctantly sat back up and animatedly acted put out by the lack of such an activity.
Once the boat was in the water, Connie and I were helped into it before we headed out to the deeper waters. Normally, I'd be itching to ski, but this trip was certainly meant for other activities, and I was ready.
We first headed to our usual spot along the river. Part of it was slightly hidden from the passing boats and such, while the place where we'd enjoyed a small midday fire was in plain view. After unloading the boat of our food supplies and chairs, Connie pushed for me to take a nice ride with Mark while she got things set up on the beach. I gave her a quick kiss and climbed on board again. I had my tank top off and wiggled my barely contained tits at my woman friend as Mark backed us up to head out onto the water again. As soon as the engine was cut, I heard the anchor drop into the water. My shorts slid down my hips, over my legs, and onto the floor as I turned to face Mark.
"You wear those strings very well, my love," Mark praised and dropped his own shorts. "Look how much he likes it."
I reached out to hold Mark's cock and playfully pulled on it to bring him closer.
"I've missed you, big boy," I purred and let go of his manhood to hold his arms. "Will you give your girlfriend a little kiss, please, before I give your friend there a brilliant tongue lashing?"
Mark brought me into his arms as he fondled every park of my body and kissed me. We moaned at the sheer pleasure of finally getting to do this again. I'd missed his lips, his tongue, his hands! Oh, I couldn't wait to get my lips wrapped around his beautiful cock!
"On your knees, girl," Mark teased. "I believe you need to be reacquainted with this guy," he reminded me and held out his hard dick. As instructed, I dropped to my knees and ran my tongue up from the base of his cock to the very top. I especially loved the giant glob of pre-cum waiting for me to suck it up and swallow it. I played with it, sucked on it, and deepthroated it a few times before he began getting very vocal.
"That's it, baby," Mark encouraged. "Mmm, that's my girl," he continued. "Fuck, that's really good," he added. "I was gonna fuck you first, but I'm gonna...
uhn
," he moaned. "Fuck, I'm gonna cum," he conceded and cupped my cheek and then my chin. "Swallow my gift, baby," he growled and began to unload into my mouth. I slurped up his multiple shots of cum and cleaned up his dick before tucking it back into his shorts.
"Mmm, I loved that gift," I responded as I wiped my chin. "Does my handsome man want to lick my sweet pussy before we head back to play with his gorgeous wife?"
"I was instructed to do so, as a matter of fact," Mark admitted and gently pushed me back to lie down on the large seating area in front of the boat. As he continued, he knelt down and began toying with the strings around my pussy lips.
"Turns out, my wife cares a whole lot about me taking care of our girlfriend. She wants me to make you cum twice before I have you back there. Think you can cum all over my face a couple times? Think you can wrap your leg around my neck and let me lick every single fucking crevice to make you cum over... and over again?"
I moaned as he had shared all this with his lips as close to my lower region as possible, with only an occasional touch of my skin. I was nearly pulsating with excitement. Finally, he stuck his tongue out and made sure I watched by keeping eye contact as he ducked down to the bottom of my slit and ran it slowly up until he found my clit.
"Oh, Mark!" I moaned and spread my legs out to both sides of the seating. He had placed me directly in the middle, and I was sure he knew how that would work. Mark ran his tongue over my clit, down around my lips, and dove inside me with that wicked, hungry, thick tongue.
"Ah, ah, ah," he sounded into my hole to provide more sensations. I reached for his head and held it steady in hopes to reach for my orgasm, but then he changed tactics. Up to my clit he headed next where he began making low buzzing sounds. "Mmm, mmm, mmm," he played like a trumpet causing a vibration to encapsulate my sensitive little button.
"Oh, that feels so good!" I exclaimed and bent by knees so I could set my feet on the edge to push my pussy up into Mark's face. "Buzz me, baby! Yes, yes, yes!!!!" I cried out and rode the waves of my release. My body was like jelly, and the only thing I could feel was hormones coursing through my body.
"Damn, you taste good," Mark praised as he continued licking everywhere else but my sensitive pussy. "These strings just accentuate those fantastic titties, and that ass? Shiiiiitt.
Fo-geh dabowdit
," he teased in his best Italian accent. I giggled and lifted my butt off the cushion to wiggle it at him teasingly.
"Mark, that was amazing," I praised and motioned with my finger for him to come closer. He rubbed his cock up against my pussy as he brought his face to mine. I was about to wrap my legs around him, but he caught them and raised them to extend straight up with a foot on either side of his head. I moaned and smiled into his eyes. "Ooo, you like it when I'm all stretched out, having your nice dick all snuggled up into my girl parts.
Hmmm
?" I teased as I leaned forward and licked his chin. "You ever think about me in this position, Professor Dartmouth?" I continued in a schoolgirl's voice.
"
Mmm
, role play," Mark noted and dipped his tongue to meet mine since I hadn't stopped kissing and licking my juices off his face. "You're my favorite fantasy, Stephanie Morton. You're not a bad girl. You get straight As, and you're a brilliant student. But you're a
dirty
girl, and I need to show you the way we treat dirty, little girls in this classroom." Mark caught my mouth and kissed me with so much passion that I could actually feel more juices flowing down my area into my littlest hole. I moaned and kissed him back with as much love and affection as I had in me.
"So, are you gonna show me?" I asked sheepishly. Without answering, Mark pulled my legs from his body and pushed them both to the same side.
"Turn over, dirty girl," he instructed as he pulled back to watch me. "On your knees... yep, like that. My dirty girl needs a little cleaning up, and I know just how to do that."
