The Babysitter 65

"Do you have to go?" whined Sally's boyfriend Roger.

"You know I do, this has been booked for weeks and I can't let them down at this late stage."

"But we were going to....you know." he continued.

"Have sex? No we weren't, you might have thought that but I never said I was." They'd been going out for a month or so now, but Sally was still a virgin and she wasn't entirely sure she wanted Roger to be her first. He was nice enough and they'd kissed and cuddled quite a bit, a lot in fact and last week she'd let him feel her breasts, but she'd never actually said she'd have sex with him.

However she did recognise she'd led him on a few times, she'd known he'd had erections, but she hadn't touched him and she'd read that was bad for boys. It was late afternoon, and she was due at The Daltons at six thirty to babysit their two boys, aged five and seven. They'd been old neighbours of her parents and had recently moved away a bit, but now she'd turned eighteen she was allowed to babysit still and they had offered to let her stay overnight.

"Can I come with you then? We can watch TV together and...."

"No Roger, it wouldn't be fair on them." She suddenly felt sorry for him. "Look, If you like you can give me a lift over there, we can go a bit early and park up in the woods for a bit and have a kiss and cuddle. But I'm not going all the way with you."

Roger all of a sudden looked like a puppy promised walkies and he grinned broadly, "Deal! When can we go?" They were currently at Sally's parents' house, in her room, she was not supposed to shut the door, her parents were quite strict about that, she knew she should put her foot down, she was eighteen now, but deep down inside her she was perhaps a little comforted by it.

"Soon." She promised.

-o0o-

In between getting the boys' tea Julie Dalton was working out what she was going to wear. They were having dinner with some friends, two other women she'd known most of her life and their husbands. All three couples were really good friends and she wondered if tonight was going to be 'the night'.

It had started with a few too many wines with the girls one night, talking about their husbands and their sex lives. All admitted that although the sex was still good, something was going out of their marriages. Kids didn't help, for example two nights ago she and her husband Peter had been having sex when a cry came up that her youngest was throwing up. Gruffly Peter rolled off her as she hurriedly pulled on some clothes and went to sort out the resulting mess. When she returned Peter had been asleep, and although she briefly contemplated getting herself off, ultimately she couldn't be bothered.

Anyhow, the suggestion was made that perhaps they should swap partners to liven things up. It was a joke really, but the seed of the idea had taken shape and although they'd backed down from a full blown swap, the suggestion was made that perhaps they'd have sex in front of each other.

Whether they would actually do it no-one was sure, but Julie was certainly up for it and she'd been looking forward to tonight. They hadn't told their husbands and she hoped that her two friends hadn't forgotten.

Peter came home from golf and came up behind her, reaching round and cupping her breasts, pressing himself into her backside. She turned her head and kissed him, pleased that he was in a good and hopefully horny mood. "Save that thought for later tonight," she said, rubbing her bum against him. He loved his wife, she was great mother to the kids and when she wasn't exhausted from looking after them, a great lover. She had a strong libido and when the occasion warranted it, they'd fuck like rabbits anywhere. He too was looking forward to that night, the three men got on well and Julie's friends were pretty good looking and great fun to be with so it should turn out well. They were being picked up by one of the couples, he didn't have to drive so he could have a few drinks.

"Why don't I give the boys their tea and put them to bed, you can go and have a nice bath and relax a bit before we have to go?" She spun round in his arms and kissed him again.

"Really? You do spoil me sometimes." She reached between them and fondled his cock, finding it semi hard. "Shame we can't make use of this before we have to go." Reluctantly they parted and Julie disappeared up the stairs, hearing her husband call the boys for their tea. She closed the bedroom door behind her, knowing what would happen if she didn't, the boys would be in and clambering all over her.

She eyed the bed and looked once more at the time, perhaps there was just time for a quick snooze, just half an hour would re-invigorate her she thought. Stepping out of her jeans she lay down on the bed on her back and let her mind wander freely. She recalled the feel of Peter's cock and thought about that evening, fucking him in front of their friends, she'd never had sex in front of anyone before, had never witnessed the sex act herself and a thrill went through her, a little trickle of pussy juice travelling downwards.

Her hand went between her legs and stroked herself through her panties, it felt good and she pressed a little harder, pushing the material into her slit, then slipping her hand inside her panties. No pubes, she'd had them waxed in preparation for tonight, it felt a little different but strangely exciting as her fingers slipped over her bald mons to her clit. They rested there, toying with that sensitive bud, then dipped down and into her slit.

She was surprisingly wet and her fingers slid easily along it to her pussy opening and in. She squeezed with her pelvic muscles and felt her walls tighten round her fingers, drawing them in and out. Not as good as Peter's cock, that was the most divine feeling, his hard cock splitting her open, driving in and out then erupting inside her, but fingers would do for now. Or perhaps....

She rolled over and opened the bedside cabinet drawer, then reaching inside pulled out a gold coloured, bullet shaped dildo. That would do nicely she thought, no need for the other one, a real life sized cock, complete with ridges and everything. She switched it on and pressed it against her clit, immediately feeling that little tingle start, sending shivers through her. Nice, but she wanted more, and with a glance at the door to make sure it was shut, she slipped her panties down and off.

-o0o-

At about the same time Roger was pulling his old car off the road into a little track just inside some woods. It was a place they'd been to before, somewhere private where they'd kissed and cuddled and where Sally had let him feel her tits. He'd been so excited, the soft flesh cupped in his palm, the feel of her hard nipple and he'd nearly cum in his pants, his cock was so hard and excited. He'd wanted to have sex with her, but she'd said no, and although he'd taken her hand and put it on the bulge in his trousers she'd refused to do any more. Perhaps tonight would be different he thought as he switched the engine off and pulled up the hand brake. He leaned across and kissed her, his tongue pushing into her mouth. Surprisingly it encountered hers and they touched, sending tingles through both of them.

He slipped his hand across her chest and cupped her breast through her top, squeezing it gently. He half expected a rebuff, but instead sensed a surge of passion in her as she kissed him harder. His cock was pressing hard against the inside of his trousers, feeling very uncomfortable and he dropped a hand to it to ease it.

Sally's eyes fell to his crotch and seeing what she'd done, took pity on him. She undid her seat belt, "Why don't we get in the back," she suggested, "then we won't have this between us?" She indicated the transmission tunnel with the gear lever and hand brake on it. Roger's eyes lit up as he unsnapped the belt and watched as she pivoted in the seat and started to clamber into the back. Why hadn't he got a four door car he thought as he followed, her shapely bum outlined by the skirt stretched tight over it.

Finally they were both in the back, half facing each other. Roger put his arm round her shoulders and pulled her in for another kiss, he actually kissed nicely she thought, the few other boys she'd kissed had been rough, but Roger was gentle and she rather liked it. She felt his hand on her breast again and she pushed it away, sensing the disappointment in him. However she slipped it up under her top and then his hand was on her bra.

"Here let me help," she said and pulled her top up, exposing her bra covered breasts. She saw his eyes fall to them and decided now was the time. She reached behind her and unsnapped the fastenings, then pulled the garment free. It was still round her arms but her breasts were now fully exposed to his gaze. His eyes looked as though they'd pop out of his head as he tentatively caressed them.

"Kiss them if you want," she offered, having read in her teen magazines that was the way to start off.

"Can I?" she nodded and he bent his head, initially just placing a peck on her nipple, then softly sucking one into his mouth. Instantly Sally felt a tingle run down through her body, starting in the nipple and ending in her pussy and she felt a trickle of something inside her. She knew it was pussy juice or love juice and was supposed to make sex easier, but she'd never felt it like that before. She looked down at his crotch and saw the large bulge there and suddenly realised she was the cause of that, the power she wielded.

She thought back to earlier and the half promise she'd made and uncertainly reached out to touch it, allowing her fingers to squeeze it gently. Roger groaned and she felt him pressing against her. "Will you....?" He whispered. She nodded and his hands fumbled rapidly at his belt and buttons, then he delved inside and there it was, her first real penis. She'd seen pictures and had even watched a bit of porn but now she had a real live and very hard one in front of her.

"How do I hold it?" she asked nervously.

"Just wrap your hand round it and stroke it up and down." She did so, surprised at how soft the skin was, yet how hard it was underneath. She began to stroke it as Roger had told her and she heard him moan with pleasure as his lips returned to her nipples.

-o0o-

Julie had no uncertainties about what she was holding, it was nearly as familiar to her as Peter's cock and she slid it up and down her slit allowing the vibrations to penetrate to her core. Every time it passed over her clit she felt a surge of love juice inside her and she eased the gold tip against her pussy entrance and pushed firmly in. God that felt good, she thought as it slipped into her pussy, two kids down and she was still quite tight, she needed to be well lubricated before Peter could get his cock into her, mind you it was a nice size, and it filled her up perfectly.

This wasn't a bad substitute though, the vibrations made up for its lack of girth and she began to saw it in and out of her pussy, just managing to catch her clit with her hand each time. She slipped a hand up under her top, feeling her breast through her bra, then eased the cup upwards until it rested above them. They had suffered from her kids, nowhere near as firm as they used to be, Peter said he still loved them, but the recompense was that her nipples were now twice as sensitive as they used to be.

She rolled one between her finger and thumb, instantly feeling the sensation down in her pussy and making her gasp with pleasure. For a second she worried that this would take the edge off tonight, but found that instead it was just whetting her appetite. She visualised Peter on top of her, his cock pistoning in and out of her as she looked over at her friends, imagining large cocks penetrating pussies, breasts wobbling. She was familiar with her girlfriends' bodies, they'd had trips away together, but she'd never seen the husbands other than in swim shorts and she wondered what their cocks would look like.

The thought sent shivers down through her and she recognised that her orgasm wasn't far off. She flicked a switch and the vibrations increased as did the tempo of her hand, thrusting the dildo in and out of her. Then it was rising in her, welling up from deep in her pussy and suddenly it was washing over her. She felt her hips rise, and her body began to judder as powerful pulses ran through her body, then fade away.

Panting she lay back on the bed, and quickly glanced at the door, imagine if the boys had come to say good night to her, they'd often nearly caught Peter and her, hurriedly uncoupling and covering up, but they'd not noticed anything other than Mummy and Daddy having a cuddle. Now if Peter had come in that would have been different, he'd have whipped his cock out and wanked furiously over her, spraying his cum over her body, or even better turning her over and fucking her vigorously from behind. She enjoyed fucking as opposed to making love, she liked that as well, but sometimes a good fuck was what was required, something like they were going to be doing tonight.

-o0o-

Sally found she was really enjoying stroking Roger's cock, yes it helped that he was still sucking on her nipples, cupping her breast in his hand, but she could see the pleasure she was giving him and she started to experiment with the way she went about it. She tried short and fast, but he seemed to prefer longer slower strokes and when she ran her hand accidentally over the end he actually gasped.

She felt his hand slide downwards, coming to rest on the inside of her knee and instinctively she opened her legs, immediately his hand slid upwards over her bare thigh. In the past she'd fought boys' hands away from her legs, she knew what they wanted and was determined to preserve herself, but somehow this was different and she allowed his hand to creep higher and higher. In fact she found she wanted him to touch her, then his fingers were scratching at her panties, sliding up and down the soft front over her pussy.

A surge of warmth went through her and she parted her legs more, allowing his fingers to scrabble round the elasticated leg holes of her panties. If only he'd just slide them in, she thought and then he did, finding the gap and there, his fingers were on her pussy, parting her folds. No-one had touched her there before and it felt good, better than good, it was wonderful and all she wanted was for him to push one inside her. She knew she didn't have a hymen, she'd experimented with her own fingers a few times, she'd enjoyed it, but it was nothing like she was experiencing now.

She forced her legs even further apart, "Just gently Roger, push a finger inside me." Before she could brace herself he was inside, his finger sliding easily into her pussy and she felt a huge surge of pussy juice flood her as the exquisite feeling swept through her body. Was she having an orgasm? No, she'd got herself off several times and it wasn't as powerful as those had been, but it was still like nothing else she'd ever experienced.

Roger couldn't believe his luck, he'd chanced putting his hand up her skirt and had been totally surprised when she'd let him, then when she told him to finger her he took his opportunity and pushed in. He'd been surprised how easily he'd found her pussy, it was warm and wet and tight round his finger but it was the first time he'd actually had anything inside a pussy.

Suddenly he felt his balls tighten and a surge inside him, then his cock seemed to go rock hard and he was cumming, spunk spraying powerfully out from the end, spurting several feet forward, covering the back of the front seat and spattering over his trousers.

Sally was surprised, she'd known he'd eventually cum, but she'd had no idea it would be like that and she continued to rub furiously until he took her hand and eased it off himself. He pulled his finger from her pussy at the same time and she felt a sense of emptiness, of loss. They looked at each other, both a little embarrassed and surprised at what had happened. Roger pulled a handkerchief from his pocket and offered it to her. She looked down and saw her hand was covered in his white spunk and she wiped it away, then offered it back to him.

While he cleaned himself up she adjusted her panties back to a more comfortable fit, then smoothed her skirt back down and resettled her breasts in her bra, doing it up, much to Roger's disappointment. "Can we do that again some time?" he asked. "Perhaps tomorrow?" Sally thought carefully, remembering the feel as he'd cum in her hand, thinking what that would have felt like in her pussy and nodded. Perhaps she'd let him.....No, not just yet and certainly not in the back of a car.

-o0o-

Julie rolled over into an upright position and carefully put the gold bullet back in her drawer, making sure it was firmly shut. She'd not want the boys finding her toys, it had happened once, the elder one running round the house holding one in his hand. Thank God no-one had been visiting, imagine if her mother had been there, or even worse, Peter's mother.

She dropped her panties in the laundry basket and removed her top, untangling her bra, then strode naked into the en-suite. She decided on a bath and ran the water, sitting down on the loo and having a pee while the tub filled. She put in some bubbles and eased herself into the hot water, relishing the feeling as she slowly slid down until the water was up to her neck. A nice soak, then a quick wash and she'd be out.

She looked down at her breasts bobbing gently among the bubbles. The hot water had made her nipples soft and pale pink, spreading across the ends of her breasts. It was amazing how fascinated men were with them, Peter said he could play with them all day, to her they were a bit of a nuisance, sure they felt nice when he kissed and licked them, but they really just got in the way. Still, perhaps she'd go braless tonight, Peter would be on heat all evening and if she gave the other men a flash or two now and then, it would set things up nicely for later. Another little twinge ran through her pussy and she realised again how much she was looking forward to it.

She heard the bedroom door open and called out, "In here."

Peter appeared in the doorway, "All in bed and just going off to sleep." He looked up and down her body and murmured appreciatively, "That looks nice, perhaps I'll join you." He went to start to take his clothes off, but Julie forestalled him.

"No you don't, we both know where that would end up and we don't have long before Sally gets here. Anyway I don't want your cum leaking out of me all night." Well not just yet, she continued silently. "You can wash my back though." She handed him the sponge and leaned forward as he ran the sponge over her back, reaching down low, then running it up over her shoulders.

"Do I get to do the front as well?" he asked impishly. Julie laid back in invitation and smiled inwardly as Peter lavished great attention to her breasts, running his hands round and round. He slipped one down to her bald mons.

"I do like this new look," he added as his finger dipped lower and slid into her folds. Julie felt the hot water invade her and remembered the sex session they'd had when she returned from the salon after the waxing and had shown him the result. What a fuck that had been, ending up with her spread across the kitchen table, Peter's cock ploughing into her until they'd both cum, breathlessly collapsing onto the floor.

"Enough!" she slapped him playfully on the arm and pulled his hand away from her. "Now go and get in the shower before we get all behind." She watched him undress, admiring his body. He kept in good shape and she thought he had a cock to die for. Not huge but a lovely shape and look and quite thick. It was semi-erect now and for a moment she almost weakened, but that might ruin tonight and she wanted her friends to be envious of what she had.