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CHAPTER FOUR

"You sure the Johnsons aren't gonna come home early and catch us, Mandy?" Tommy Pell asked.

"I'm sure," Mandy replied. "And the kid is sound asleep upstairs. There's just the three of us… you, me, and Phil."

Phil Carlisle sat, his eyes big as saucers, his hard cock in his hand. He couldn't believe this was happening. Mandy had called that afternoon and said she was babysitting for the Johnsons. They could party.

"You sure this is cool, Mandy?" Phil asked. Mandy laughed and answered his question by pulling the flimsy fabric of her blouse taut across her huge tits and taking a deep breath. The firm surge of her tits leapt outward.

Tommy smiled. She did have a fantastic body, and she knew how to choose clothes that enhanced it. He turned on the stereo and dialed until music filled the room. Then he sat down in a chair across from the sofa and prepared to watch and enjoy.

Mandy started to move, cat-like, toward Phil. There was something erotic, carefully perverted, and fantastically stimulating about the way she undulated her incredible body.

She began slowly, languidly, moving her lithe form to the music that by now totally pervaded the room.

Her figure was voluptuous, svelte, gracefully flowing as she moved. Her hands played with her body, first caressing her big tits, cupping them, squeezing them until her nipples grew and hardened, straining to break through the filmy material that encased them. Then her hands pressured downward to her waist, teasing, fleeting, and farther down… to her crotch and then stroked her cunt mound as her hips ground back and forth in the suggestion of fucking. Her massaging lingers worked her skirt up and up, to reveal more and more of her beautiful, finely-muscled legs and thighs.

Phil sat like a statue, staring at the sight of Mandy's crotch. His tongue flicked around his lips in anticipation.

Then her actions grew more demanding, her fingers more frantic. Her face contorted with obvious desire. Her skirt was now hiked over her hips and the full beauty of her long legs and thighs, was revealed.

Only the thin wispy material of her panties covered the dark hair of her cunt mound. She moved closer and closer to Phil, pushing her twitching pussy to within an inch of him.

Suddenly, she flung the skirt from her body. Her huge tits swayed beneath a gauzy layer of cloth. Her movements were wild now, her pelvis working faster and faster in the fucking motion.

The blouse she wore had a thin row of buttons down the front. Phil swayed forward, his fingers trembling as he worked the buttons.

Suddenly all the buttons were undone and the blouse fell off. Her tits pushed upwards in two great, white globes. They bulged above her bra in high jutting beauty. In comparison to the rest of her body, they were so large as to seem almost grotesque.

Then her bra was gone.

Her tits brought an audible gasp of shock from the two young men, springing so whitely into view in the shadowed dimness of the room.

Mandy turned, and pulled Phil's head down, kissed him long and hard. Her hot pink tongue explored his mouth. His hands moved up and grabbed a tit each. He had short hands that plucked and stroked eagerly.

"Suck 'em, suck my nipples," Mandy breathed.

Phil lowered his greedy mouth. She saw blood spring into a bite his teeth made on the swell big under surface of her right tit.

She didn't make a sound.

Then he let her tit go with a slurping sound, and brought his head around, his eyes wide and goggling. He looked, unseeing, over at Tommy.

"C'mon, get naked," Mandy insisted, her hands going wild on Phil's clothes.

He shrugged out of his shirt as she worked on his pants and shorts. Then he was naked, his cock rock-hard and jutting angrily from his groin.

"Jesus, Mandy," he moaned, "you really gonna fuck both of us?"

"Hell, yes," she exclaimed. "That's one of the fringe benefits of this baby-sitting crap… a place to fuck!" She was on her knees, openmouthed, in front of his bobbing cock.

Phil felt her fingers on his ankles, massaging gently as they moved up his legs in slow, lazy circles.

"You've got a fantastic body," she cooed. "Firm, and yet soft in the right places."

"Jesus, Mandy," Phil croaked, looking again at Tommy sitting in the chair.

"Big balls," she purred. "I'll bet there's a gallon of cum in them."

"Why don't you find out, baby?" Tim said from across the room.

"I will," she giggled. "Very soon."

She had covered all of his body except the immediate area around his groin. His prick was pulsing and erect from the sensations that crept deliciously through his body from her fingers.

She was teasing him, and he knew it.

"You teasing bitch," he said, reaching for her. "Let's fuck!"

"Soon," she purred. "I want to taste this first!"

His eyes became glazed as he looked down at Mandy's lowering head. Down, down it went, and deeper went his prick into her throat. He couldn't move. He didn't want to. He just watched.

And then she hit bottom and the pleasure was excruciating, mind-boggling in its intensity. Her nose ground into the wiry pubic hair above his cock while his balls bumped her chin.

Then she surprised him even more with her ability. While his prick was sunk to its full length in her throat, she opened her mouth wider. Her tongue began bathing his balls.

It was sublime. It was wild. Phil cried out with the instant heat of passion that it caused in his cock and balls.

And then she started bobbing up and down. On each down-stroke, she again took the full length of his driving prick into her throat. Her mouth, as she dove and sucked, threatened to unhinge his mind.

"Jeez, oh Jeez! Can you suck a cock!" he cried.

The pleasure that filled him as she sucked him was immense. He felt as though his veins would burst from the boiling blood that thundered through his quivering body.

Finally, he felt the detonating point approaching. His hips drove to meet her diving head, trying to give her mouth more and more cock meat. Her hands stopped their cupping, squeezing motion and, for a moment, left his body. Then her fingers were between the cheeks of his ass. He spread his legs wider for her entrance.

There was no prelude and very little warning. Mandy stationed two fingers at his quivering asshole and shoved. They sank clear into his asshole, and the fireworks started.

Phil jolted the first glob of sticky cream into her throat when a third finger joined the initial two. A surge of absolute animal passion and satisfaction ripped through his body.

He shook, convulsed, tossed, tumbled and churned through what seemed like a lifetime of sensual relief, and her lips and hands didn't leave him until he was an immobile mass.

Slowly he felt himself coming back to reality and he fought it with everything he had, trying to hold onto the fantastic feeling.

When he finally realized that he couldn't hang on to it any longer, he opened his eyes and grinned at her.

His cock was still rock-hard, Mandy was glassy-eyed. Tiny drops of cum bubbled from the corners of her mouth. She smiled at him and sucked them into her throat.

"Now, let's get to the bed," she cooed. They scampered to the bedroom and dived onto the plush mattress. Phil buried his prick balls-deep in her hot cunt the minute they hit the bed.

"Yes! Dick me, Phil! Fill my little pussy up with cock!"

"Jesus," Phil moaned, "I never fucked such a hot pussy!"

"Give it to me!" Mandy wailed. "Stick your beautiful cock clear up to my tits!"

And he did. He fucked her with a vengeance, driving his steel-like fuckpole again and again into her gooey softness. Mandy matched him stroke for stroke, hunching her pelvis up to meet his downward thrusts, her cunt channel hungrily swallowing the hard length of his virile young cock, until at last she was on the brink of a mind-blowing climax.

"I don't think I can take much more!" she suddenly cried in his ear. "I'm so close! So close!"

"Then get ready, baby, 'cause I'm coming, too!" Phil answered hoarsely, and with a frenzy he drove his big prick into the depths of her quivering, sucking hole.

She writhed, bucking, up against him, demanding that he give her more, more cock. Her long nails tore into the flesh of his back, leaving long, red gashes in their wake.

Then she screamed through her orgasm, her pussy juice gushing out until her clasping fuckhole overflowed and the bedspread beneath them was soaked.

And till she wanted more. "God, don't stop!" she shrieked. "Keep on fucking me, dammit! Fuck meeeeee!"

Phil pulled his cock from her cunt and shoved a pillow under her ass. Then he split her legs wide again, raising them high into the hair. With her thighs spread open and elevated so that her ass rested on the pillow, he knelt before her, between them. The massive head of his still swollen cock hovered at her pink cunt mouth, which glistened with the juices of her first come. He inched forward and his meat started to sink into her soft cavern.

Slowly, his cock glided in, pushing against the upper wall of her pussy. Thrusting deeply, he let his weight fall forward as he rammed his giant cock up against the uppermost end of her cunt, almost into her womb. Her cunt muscles were tight and ready, stretching as his hot fuck knob pushed its way past. Her long legs wound around his back.

Holding her impaled on the stiff cock, he began to jack himself off with her whole body. Mandy moved upwards while, he held her entire body in his two strong hand and moved his massive prick. In her position she let her body hang loosely from his hands, hanging into his mammoth fuckpole. It filled her sopping cunt completely.

"I love it! I love it! Yes, yes, do it! Fuck me!" she wailed.

Phil thrust into her cunt again and again, as she moaned continuouly with pleasure, feeling ripped wide-open. She bucked against him. As he moved in and out of her cunt, little electric fingers seemed to scratch her intensely, tickling her cuntal walls. She held her legs wide-open, her body tense and arched as he shoved into her fuckhole hard and steadily.

Phil watched her panting mouth as he jerked in and out of her pulsing cunt, answering her wanton groans with groans of his own. Then, suddenly, her second come was approaching and she felt stuffed with cock. He kept up his fuck-rhythm, never slowing it for a second, his hands under her hot little ass, squeezing the ripe flesh and pressing her hard against his rampaging prick.

"Ready, baby?" he gasped.

"Ohhhh, yes, yes, yesssss!" she screeched, unable to contain her body's wild gyrations.

Phil was treating her roughly, and she loved it. He had shoved her legs up around his neck and her weight lay heavily on her shoulders. His hands were holding her tits so hard that his fingers were almost buried in their soft flesh.

"Come, come, come!" she shouted, her voice thick with unbridled lust.

And then she jerked, then jerked again and again, uncontrollably. Phil couldn't take his eyes off her. The sight of her beautiful face contorted in all-consuming release brought on his own climax.

With a scream, he fell on top of her and came in a cascade of hot foaming cum, shooting in her cunt with an even greater force than the last time. Her climax joined his as she quivered on his jerking, spewing cock, clutching herself to him violently.

His body fucked hers with a steady vigor that rammed his massive cockhead deep up within her hairy cunt.

His pounding weight crushed the soft cheeks of her ass down into the mattress. The bedspread rumpled beneath her so that her ass was being rubbed raw on the ridges of the cloth. She didn't care. She twisted and jerked in her attempt to get more and more of the thick length of his wonderful slick prick up into her convulsing fuckhole.

Sweat formed on their bodies and ran off to stain the bedspread and puddle beneath them.

Then, panting and gasping in total fulfillment, they fell into a tangled heap on the bed.

Phil, paying no attention to Tommy standing by the bed with his hard cock in his hand, finally levered himself off Mandy's body and moved into the bathroom.

But Mandy didn't move. She lay quietly, a smile on her face as if her thoughts were in another world.

Tommy looked down at his swollen cock. It seemed so hard that it would soon explode and sent his blood splattering around the room. Then he looked down at Mandy's glistening pussy triangle and the pink, gooey-wet slit of her cunt. White droplets of Phil's cum oozed from her gaping cunt lips.

"Want some more?" he grinned sheepishly.

"Why do you think I invited the two of you over here?" Mandy laughed.

"Great! How do you want it?"

"Watch," she said, and dropped to her knees in front of him.

She put both hands on his cock, end to end, and there were still two inches of shaft and his huge, bulbous prickhead protruding free toward her mouth. A tiny drop of cum oozed from the eye in his cockhead. She speared it with her tongue and savored the delights of salty, male cream in her mouth.

"God, you're big," she moaned, tonguing his cockhead.

"Suck it!" be groaned, placing his hands on the back of her head and guiding his prick between her lips.

She took it gladly, gurgling in delight as she felt his giant cockhead stuff her throat and spread her lips. She hollowed her cheeks as he withdrew and sucked lovingly on the fuckrod.

Then his hips mashed forward, sending the head and shaft deep into her throat.

Back and forth he moved, thrusting his hips, pummeling her face with his prickmeat. He placed her hands, on his balls, urging her to knead and play with them.

Wanting more, wanting to see and feel him more, Mandy sanked a finger between his asscheeks and tickled his asshole. His asscheeks opened. She thrust a finger into his shitter.

Tommy nearly creamed in delight as he felt first her finger enter his ass and then, when he lunged, his cock nearly disappear in her face. The head of his prick was nearly all the way down her throat. He'd never had a girl take so much of his cock in a blow job before, and it thrilled and excited him.

"Jesus, you suck good," he croaked. "I love to fuck your mouth, Mandy. I love it!"

His words redoubled her efforts. She cupped his balls in her other hand. Faster and faster, she fucked his asshole with her finger in time with her bobbing head. She didn't know which was best; feeling his hardened cock against her tongue or thrilling to his bone-hard cockhead ramming the roof of her mouth and the tract of her throat.

She could feel the juices seeping from her cunt, running down her asscheeks and puddling beneath her. Her cunt was on fire. She took her hand from his balls and slipped it down to her own crotch. In one motion she curled her index finger and rammed it into her sopping cunthole. Furiously, she finger-fucked her cunt while her mouth worked on his cock.

Tommy saw what she was doing. "Mandy, honey, I want your cunt. I'm coming, baby… I want your cunt on my cock!"

"Yes, yes!" she cried. "Cock! Give me cock!"

He raised her to her feet and turned her around. He bent her over. "Grab your ankles and hang on tight!"

He looked down. The cheeks of her ass gleamed against the tanned lushness of her thighs and back. His cock bobbed in front of her perfection. He ran his cockhead up and down her cuntslit. Her pussy flesh was wet and pulpy. It gave easily to his pressure. He cased his prickhead into her cunt, but before he could do more, Mandy rammed her ass backward, impaling herself on the full length of his fuckmeat.

He felt the pressure of her contracting cuntal walls on first the head of his cock and then the shaft. She tensed her thighs and then her asscheeks. Hc reached around her and cupped the hugeness of her tits where they hung beneath her. Her nipples were hard and hot in his palms.

Mandy reached for her own cunt and stimulated her clit with three rampaging fingers. She groaned aloud with rapture as she felt his cock withdraw and reenter in long, hard, even strokes.

It was only a fee minutes until their bodies shook violently in mutual orgasm. Her juices flowed like a river from her pussy, filling the palm of her hand.

His come was equally fantastic. His cock rammed with jack-knife thrusts inside her tight pussyhole, coating her belly with flaming-hot cum.

Slowly, they both subsided, his prick making a slurping sound as it slipped from her pussy slit.

Mandy turned and kissed him, sucking on his tongue as if she could pull his whole body into hers through his mouth.

"Hey," he laughed, "take it easy."

"You were terrific, both of you… terrific fuckers!" she smiled.

Just then the telephone jangled on the bedside stand. Mandy slithered from Tommy's embrace and wiggled across the room to answer it.

"Hello, Johnson residence."

"Thanks a lot, Mandy!" It was Madeline Devine. "You have a party and you don't invite me? And after I let you fuck my boyfriend the other night!"

Mandy laughed. "Don't get bent out of shape, Madeline. I'm baby-sitting at the Reeses' on Friday. Get a group together and we'll really have a party!"

She hung up and turned around. Both Tommy and Phil were hard again.

"Now let's get down to some real fucking," she said. "This time, I want both of your cocks at the same time!"