A Babysitter For Daddy

by Paul Fillmore

  Like a spurting firehose, the first wad gushed into the back of her mouth and began trickling down her throat. Before Mona had a chance to decide if she liked the taste or not a second blob of semen followed the first, landing on her tongue. Now Mona ascertained her liking for it as the tangy flavor of his come washed over her tastebuds. She drank deeply of it, moaning again, this time with pure pleasure.

  During this time Mona thought she saw flashes of light, and with her eyes closed, assumed them to be sunbursts of pleasure. Pete was worrying her nipples without end now, and she could hardly wait for him to finish coming in her mouth so she could get some attention between her legs. It felt as if she were on fire there.

  Actually, the flashes were flashbulbs exploding as Arnold recorded for good the episode on film, to Mona's complete ignorance. From the act, Arnold succeeded in getting six clear, bold relief impressions of Mona giving Pete a blow job, and capturing perfectly the rapturous gusto with which she did so. Upon looking at the photographs the two of them later developed in the darkroom Pete's parents had provided him with, they could see the almost angelic expression on Mona's face as she appeared to all the world to be partaking of the fountain of youth elixir instead of Pete's come. Unable to swallow fast enough, some of the creamy juice had trickled down the corners of her mouth in one picture and covered Pete's retreating dick in another. There was no doubt that the cock visible in the pictures was shooting come into Mona's mouth. Only it wasn't shown who belonged to the cock, since Pete's face had been carefully left out of view. But not Mona's.

  As the thick come ran down from the corners of her mouth, Mona swallowed as fast as she could, determined now not to let any of this hot cream escape from her. There was something exciting to her about the feel of the thick blobs of come trickling down her throat, warm and soft. She almost wished Pete could have kept shooting his come into her mouth indefinitely. But at last he was giving her mouth nothing but the dry heaves, the lubrication of his own come tantalizing him as Mona smeared it around over the head of his cock. Pete tightened his grip on her head, trying desperately to force his dick further into her eager mouth. Self-protectively, Mona resisted him, still wanting desperately to take the chance and see what would happen if she let him.

  "Oh, hot damn," Pete groaned at last finding his voice. "That... that's the best blow job I've ever had. Wow! I thought my balls were going to bust."

  Again hearing Pete's words of praise, and deliberately blotting Arnold's presence from her mind, Mona flooded with warmth. There was something erotic about having pleased her lover so completely which excited Mona. She remembered feeling the same with Tony. The more he seemed to enjoy whatever it was that gave him pleasure, the greater Mona's enjoyment.

  "Yeah, hey man, that was really something," Arnold quipped.

  The sound of his voice broke the spell, and feeling an embarrassed flush creep over her, Mona allowed the dwindling dick to slip from her mouth, quickly turning so Arnold couldn't see the semen streaked around her lips and chin. Self-consciously, she wiped the cream from her face with the back of her hand and was about to brush it off on her skirt when her desire took control and she hurriedly sucked it into her mouth, convincing herself that Arnold hadn't seen her.

  When she turned back to face the boys, Pete was slumped across the bed, flushed but grinning happily. Arnold, eyes filled with lust, eager dick hard and ready, surveyed her carefully. The boy paid particular attention to her legs and her skirt, which had ridden almost completely up again, exposing the soft insides of her thighs. Blushing again, and temporarily averting her eyes, Mona again felt that tingling sensation between her legs, and the impressed memory of Arnold's hard and ready cock invaded her thoughts. Reluctantly, she turned to face him again just in time to see him advancing on her.

  I was gonna do that first, he as much as said with his longing look, but now I'm hot to shove it into her cunt.

  Instead, he said, "Remember the last time? It was good, huh? You sure hollered enough. Well, I'm gonna do it again, only this time when I get tired, Pete here is gonna do it too. Yeah. You're really going to get a good one tonight. Probably won't be able to walk for a week," he concluded with youthful bravado. But glancing at his cock, seeming to be so much bigger in years than himself, Mona wasn't too sure he was bragging. Somehow it seemed larger than it had been before, and she remembered truthfully enough that once or twice the boy had pained her a little when he'd rammed it into her really hard.

  But the thought of feeling him shoving his cock into her excited her more than the thought of being hurt perplexed her, and Mona responded when he pulled her from the floor and led her to the bed. Without a word Pete rose and relinquished it to them, even helping take off the rest of Mona's clothing until she was completely naked.

  Briefly both boys gazed longingly at her lush young body, with the conical, pointed breasts, and lush, matted pubic hairs surrounding the slightly parted palpitating lips of her wet pussy. Gazing up at them through smoky orbs of burning desire, Mona's bee-stung lips opened just enough for the pink tip of her tongue to brush quickly over her parched lips, then her gaze dropped to Arnold's throbbing dick, silently pleading with him to shove it between her legs. Almost awkwardly this time, Arnold forced his knees between Mona's and allowed his body to cover hers.

  Reaching down, Mona eagerly grasped Arnold's dick, guiding it to her hole. In position, the boy merely shoved himself forward and the head sank between the groping, throbbing lips of her pussy. Deeper it angled, shoving aside the soft, moist, vibrant fibers of her inner vagina. Then his dick was all the way in her, and Mona had removed her hand from the shaft. Arnold paused momentarily, his balls resting on the slightly upturned cheeks of Mona's ass; then he slowly started working his dick in and out of her hot wetness. Mona's moans increased as the speed of his rocking motion increased, and she raised her legs higher, wrapping them tightly around the slender boy's waist. At the same time she moved her hands urgently over his back, her nails almost caressing the skin.

  Mona's eyes were closed again, and she could feel the hardness of Arnold's dick deep inside her. Each time the head would plunge thoroughly into her she would almost gasp then relax and enjoy the spreading sensation of ecstasy that flooded through her. Faster and faster she could feel the cock riding in and out of her. The head would graze over the budding protrusion of her clit each time and the faster Arnold rammed in and out of her the more excited she became. It wasn't long; already lifted to the high point of sensual need by having Pete shoot his come into her mouth, Mona felt herself coming.

  Gripping Arnold hard, clasping her legs tighter around him, she arched her back and thrust herself up to him each time he rammed down into her slit.

  "Ooh, ooh, ooh," she moaned out quickly, "I'm go-going to do-do it!"

  Gasping a strangled gurgling cry of ecstatic joy, Mona clinched her eyes tighter shut and rammed her pelvis up at Arnold all that much harder, reveling in each downward punch his dick gave her. The head crammed itself into her viciously and any second Mona was certain she would be hurt, but that second just never seemed to come. Then the flashing, milking, clutching sensation passed and Mona gulped for air.

  Luckily she hadn't seen Pete, his cock already made hard again by what he was watching, snapping pictures eagerly from every angle, again capturing the quintessence of the beauty Mona was feeling. From close up he caught the sucking motions the lips of her pussy made each time Arnold pulled his cock out a little, then the squishy overflow when the boy drove his dick all the way into her. The pictures were perfect.

  Above her now, Arnold was bucking and ramming himself into her and Mona felt herself come again. She knew Arnold also would start coming soon and eagerly wanted to feel his come jetting out into her waiting cunt. The harder and faster Arnold fucked into her the louder and more demanding Mona became for him to do it still harder and faster. The boy, overeager now, the tight milking motions of her cunt almost drove him crazy.

  "Oh, Arno

ld, do it hard," Mona pleaded, her voice harsh and unreal.

  "Ya, like it?" Arnold gasped out.

  "Oh, yes, yes," Mona heard herself saying.

  "Does it feel big?" Arnold pressed, anxious to be reassured of his manly development.

  "Real big," Mona replied, screwing up her face as the first wave of her come raced through her.

  Arching her back sharply again, she pumped up at Arnold as fast and hard as she could, at the same time milking the shaft of his dick as hard as she felt her cunt muscles would allow.

  "You coming?"

  "Uh-uh-huh!" Mona gasped back.

  "Oh, baby, it's good screwin' you," Arnold managed to gasp out before his own balls suddenly swelled two sizes too large.

  Mona too felt his cock growing suddenly as the blood raced to his organ and knew he was about to come. Through the haze of her delight she vaguely heard herself cry out, "Oooh, I want you to come in me. Do it. Do it!"

  Arnold needed no encouragement, and soon his hot come was gushing out into Mona's waiting pussy. The girl milked him of every drop she could, all the while feeling her own come seeping through the walls of her tortured cunt. Almost in a frenzy of pleasure, she shook her head back and forth wildly, eyes winched shut tightly, preventing her from seeing Pete still snapping merrily away.

  Mona felt the first wad of Arnold's come spurting into her cunt, followed by another and still another. Then she was full and still Arnold's cock kept pumping in and out of her. The come spilled over and around the shaft of his dick, and Mona felt some of it trickling down the crack of her asshole. She was suddenly seized by a desire to know what it would feel like to have a dick stuck in her asshole? The thought intrigued her, and added to the feeling of bliss that swept over her youthful body.

  "Aughhhh!" Arnold cried out as his come started spurting into Mona; then he was ramming and pounding away at her slit as hard as he could. He had barely pulled his dick back an inch before he was again seized with a compulsion to ram it back into her pussy, and another wad of come spurted out of his dick. "M-Mona, you... you're great," he whispered briefly before resuming his wild thrashing and thrusting into her cunt.

  Legs lifted high, ass pointing upward obliquely, Mona shoved herself up to meet Arnold time and again, seeming to never get enough of the wonderful feeling of cock in her pussy. For an instant she was captured by the fear she was truly a depraved animal for feeling the way she did and reacting this way, but the total feeling of happiness that gripped her soon overrode it.

  CHAPTER FOUR

  Spent, Arnold and Mona lay together for a few minutes, fighting to catch their breath. Mona could feel Arnold's dick still buried deeply inside her wet and clutching cunt, and felt it also begin to dwindle. A sadness engulfed her then, only to be washed away when she opened her eyes and saw the waiting Pete, cock hard and jutting, standing beside the bed. He had put the camera away from sight and the burning look of youthful lust that Mona saw convinced her there was more to come.

  "Man, let me tell ya, Mona," Arnold began, his voice quick and choked. "You sure are a hell of a lot better than my cousin. You really know how to screw."

  Mona felt herself blush, but didn't avert her face this time, feeling again that gnawing sensation of pride that she had given someone so much pleasure.

  At the same time she regretted that she hadn't gotten around to this sooner. Still, she smarted somewhat from the fact that she had literally been forced into the situation, even though she did find herself loving every minute of it. If only she hadn't been forced into it. It made her enjoyment somehow demeaning and obscene. Still, she knew she couldn't control herself, and looked at Pete's ready hardon with open desire.

  "Hey, she's ready again," Pete quipped, prodded by a need to feel somehow manly. "Guess she got another look at what's waiting for her and it turned her on." His voice was husky and thick, denoting that he too was turned on and ready. Hearing this, Arnold reluctantly surrendered his place between Mona's legs. His cock making a slurping sound as it pulled free of Mona's well-cocked cunt, he waved an arm in front of him in Mona's direction in mock gallantry. "It's all yours," he mimicked, continuing the act.

  Bowing in return, Pete moved forward, the bed creaking only slightly under his weight as he knelt on it. Then pausing for a moment as if changing his mind, he peered at Mona. Curious as to why he stopped, she opened her eyes again and gazed up at his quizzically.

  "Turn over," he suddenly commanded.

  "Huh?" Mona asked dully.

  "Turn over," Pete repeated, more insistently.

  "What are you going to do?" Arnold chimed in. "You're not going to cornhole her, are you? You're not going to stick it in her ass?"

  His words sent chills of anticipation churning through Mona, and although she had hesitated for a moment in the beginning she hurriedly changed positions now. Remembering her curiosity of how it would feel to be cornholed earlier, Mona almost hoped that that was exactly what he did have in mind. At the same time she dreaded the thought, and was certain that now she would be hurt. But all in all, she still was determined to find out.

  "Naw," Pete denied. "I'm gonna give it to her like dog fashion. I seen my mom and dad doing it that way once when I peeked through the keyhole. It really seemed to turn my mom on something crazy Mona felt momentarily depleted. She hadn't even thought about that position, although she had heard some of the other girls saying they liked it. Still, she felt cheated that she wasn't going to get what Arnold called "cornholed."

  "I'm s-sore," Mona moaned, lifting her rounded asscheeks skyward. "Put it in slow, okay?"

  Pete's eyes lit even brighter, the thought of Mona's hot pussy wrapping around the shaft of his cock taking hold. Putting both hands on her hips, he eased himself forward until the tip of his bobbing cock touched the damp lips of her cunt. Mona looked hard underneath herself, seeing Pete's enormous cock and balls lined up directly behind her. Pete's cock also seemed to have grown since the last time she saw it, although that time she really hadn't been able to see much of it since it had been shoved into her mouth most of the time.

  Mona saw Pete reach down, grasp his dick and guide the head to her waiting cunt. Sighing heavily, eyes wide, she watched as the head made contact, then shoved through the opening. Feeling the head of his dick sinking deeply into her cunt, Mona closed her eyes, almost terrified of what it was going to feel like. So far, Pete's dick would be the largest she had ever had.

  Mona felt the head continue plowing deep into her, larger and more demanding than that of either Arnold or Tony. Halfway in, Pete stopped, pulled a couple of inches back, pumped into her cunt a few times, then resumed his inward plunge. Mona began to groan, lifting herself still higher, feeling the head of his dick sinking into her cunt further and further.

  Firmly grasping Mona by the hips, Pete was pumping back and forth steadily now, sinking more of his cock into her pussy with each stroke. Soon the hairs of his pelvis were nudging against the cheeks of her ass, and his cock was all the way in. Mona was groaning even louder now, and Pete gave her a particularly hard thrust, forcing a mumbled yelp.

  "Ooh, ooh," she groaned. "N-not so h-hard. Oh, you're t-too big. Not so h-hard!"

  Pete pretended to ignore her, pumping back and forth with increased vigor now. His cock was fully into the waiting girl's pussy now, and he could feel the tightness of her pussy wrapped tightly around his cock. Mona had unconsciously started milking him, and Pete had to fight coming in a hurry. With difficulty he managed to control himself, not wanting this to end too quickly. The faster he rammed himself into Mona, the more she told him how good it felt, all the while cautioning him not to ram her too hard.

  "Oh, it f-feels good," Mona heard herself gasping out, feeling ashamed, but enjoying herself too much to stop. "Do it, do it t-to me. But... oh, oh... not too h-hard. Oh!"

  Pete was fast approaching his climax, and knew that he would come in her any second. Still, he knew Mona hadn't come yet, and he yearned to hear her carry on the way she did when she came. Pumping harder, clinching his teeth, he determined to hold out until she did.

  Pulling his dick as far back as it would go, making sine that it rubbed against that little budding thing that made her groan so much, Pete kept up his attack, getting louder and more urgent pleas for him to continue. Now Mona was thrusting herself back against him almost as hard as he was plowing into her. Each time their bodies would come together in a loud smacking noise, Mona would emit a muffled cry.

  "Ooh! Ooh! Ooh," she groaned, shoving herself back harder and harder.

  "I'm g-going to d-do it a-again," she squealed suddenly and thrust herself backwards as hard as she could. At the same time Pete felt her milking motions increasing and his cock was literally drained of come. Before he knew it he was pounding and driving into her cunt as he never thought possible, all the while telling her how great she was. Mona's only answer was to tighten and loosen her hold on his cock with her pussy ever more rhythmically, coaching the thick creamy come out the end and into her already well-fucked pussy.

  Again Mona's eyes were clinched tightly shut and again she failed to see the exploding flashbulbs as Arnold snapped his candid pictures. Again he caught the exact moment when her face was a mask of ecstatic surrender, contorted and filled with lust. With precision he caught Pete at just the moment he pulled his cock almost all the way out of her wet, sloppy pussy so that the back edge of the head was visible, then snapped him again at the instant he plunged the slippery, glistening prick back into her hole, lifting her almost off the bed with the power of his thrust.

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