Gary F Woods
Hot loving babysitter

CHAPTER ONE

Ross Jordan paced nervously in the hall by the front door. He was waiting impatiently both for his wife to finish dressing and come down, and for the babysitter to arrive. Not that either his wife or the sitter was late, Ross was always impatient when it came time to leave. He shrugged and tried to calm himself. After all, Ali was always on time to sit. Poor thing, he thought. She'd probably never had a date in her life. Alberta Zimmerman was a tall, pale girl, skinny, shy, clumsy, with lifeless mousey light brown hair. She was a nice kid, too bad she wasn't better-looking or more vivacious.

Finally, the door chimes rang. Ross swung the door open, then gaped in an awed silence at the tall, sleek, golden-tanned beauty with rich, honey-blond hair and a pair of astounding tits that jutted straight out from her chest, pushing bet tee shirt out in a pair of cones in defiance of gravity. The girl was wiping sweat from her brow, panting lightly, and smiling shyly at him.

"I hope I'm not late, Mr. Jordan."

"Jesus Christ Almighty!" was all the astonished Ross Jordan could manage.

"Not really," the girl giggled. "It's Alberta Zimmerman, Ali. I'm supposed to sit for you tonight. Sorry I'm all hot and sweaty, I just finished track practice and didn't have time to shower and change. May I use your shower after you leave?"

Mrs. Jordan appeared. She glanced at the girl in pleased surprise. "Why Alberta dear, what a difference a summer can make! Do you know, you've become a real beauty. Jill bet you're going to be a heart stopper to all the boys in the high-school this fall."

"Thank you, Mrs. Jordan. I don't know, but I guess I have changed quite a bit this summer. I mean, I've grown another inch or two, and for the first time in my life I've gotten a decent tan. I kind of like the sun-bleached color of my hair, now. I think I'll try to keep it this way." Ali blushed and glanced down at her highly prominent tits. "I guess I've grown some other places, too."

Mrs. Jordan stared admiringly at the girl's tits and the rather large, stiffly erect nipples thrusting out from their tips, clearly visible through the thin cloth of Ali's tee shirt.

"That you certainly have, Ali dear, and delightfully so. I'm just going to have to get you over here some afternoon soon to tell me all about your summer." She turned to her husband, "Now, Ross, we'd better be on our way."

Jordan agreed, then told Ali. "I think you know where everything is. The refrigerator is well-stacked and Kent is up in his room I think he's fooling around with his home computer. Oh, and you know where the towels are. You can use either bathroom, whichever you prefer."

Ali thanked him. The Jordans went out of the door. As they strolled along the walk towards Mr. Jordan's car, Ali overheard them talking.

"How would you like to have a threesome with that, some night, Ross, dear?" Mrs. Jordan asked her husband.

"God! You fuckin' well better believe I'd like it! When I opened the door I didn't even know who the hell it was. Like in the fairy tale, it looks like the ugly duckling's turned into a swan. Jesus, Ali has become one sexy dish!"

Mrs. Jordan chuckled. "How'd you like to have your big, fat cock shoved up into her tight, juicy little pussy? And those legs! How'd you like to have them wrapped around you, squeezing you, grinding her cunt into your crotch?"

"Christ almighty, Tracy, cut it out," Jordan protested. "I'm getting such a hard-on I won't be able to stand up straight without bursting my pants!"

"Well, Ross, we really don't have to go out, we can go back to the house for a quick fuck first."

"Don't I wish. Shit! You know this deal tonight is important. It's more than just social."

Ali didn't hear Mrs. Jordan's reply, they were out of earshot. Ali had heard people talk dirty before, but she hadn't heard the Jordans do it. There was something about the way they were talking about her that made her feel all kind of warm and squirmy deep inside, and she could tell that the crotch of her panties was starting to get wet, just like that time at camp.

After closing the front door, Ali slowly climbed the stairs to the second floor, musing about the experience of a few weeks before that made her feel so funny.

Things had really begun to change at camp. Until halfway through the summer, boys and men had paid little attention to the scrawny, graceless, and unattractive girl. Although Ali had grown fast over the past several years, it had all been up. When it came to sexually maturing, that happened in what seemed to her about a month. She went away to camp flat chested, and slim-hipped and skinny. Now nobody could think of her as flat-chested, she had a gorgeous pair of high, full, thrusting tits that could make boys' mouths water from a block away, and her hips, although still slim, now had a sexy, womanly roundness.

One thing hadn't changed. Ali was still a virgin. Although she thought herself pleased to be a virgin, every once in a while that funny feeling deep in her guts would suddenly make her wish a handsome man, maybe somebody like Mr. Jordan or her own father, would hold her naked to his own naked body and hug her and kiss her and stick his thing into her. That's how she thought of it, his "thing". She couldn't yet bring herself to say "cock" or "prick", or even "penis".

Then, whenever she got those thoughts, Ali would start feeling all hot and flustered, and that oozing sensation in her crotch would make her all the more embarrassed.

At camp, on her birthday, the rest of the staff threw her in the lake, something they did at all birthday celebrations, a kind of tradition. Ali had worn a light summer dress with nothing except bikini panties underneath it. During the horseplay, most of the kids returned to the cabin, but Ray, the head counselor on whom Ali had a powerful but secret crush, stayed behind to help her out. When she came up out of the water, giggling and sputtering, the boy discovered that the water had made her dress almost as transparent as cellophane.

The shock of going into the cool water with her dress on, and the coolness of the evening air on her barely clad body caused something else to happen. Ray stared in open-mouthed wonder at Ali's amazing nipples which had come to a wondrous erection, forming stiff little spires that stuck out at least an inch from the tips of her beautiful tits. Something about those hard, slender little rods projecting from. Ali's wide, puffy aureolas made Ray want to wrap his lips around them and suck.

Ray, who was wearing only a light pair of running shorts, had jumped into the water beside Ali to help her back up onto the dock. The sight of her lovely body in the transparent dress had given him a tremendous erection that threatened to force its way right out, of his shorts. When he got behind Ali to boost her up so she could climb onto the dock, she lost her step and leaned backwards into him, her firm, round ass accidentally nesting into his groin. It took her a moment to realize what the hard, club-like thing was that was poking her in the crack of her ass. It was his cock!

Ali was surprised to find that she liked the feeling and she almost in reflex squirmed her ass harder into his crotch, thrilling at the feel of his rigid prick being forced deeper between the cheeks of her ass. Then, suddenly realizing what she was doing, she struggled to balance herself again, breaking contact.

Moments later, when both of the attractive young people were out of the water, laughing and shaking themselves like wet puppies, Ray suddenly turned serious.

"Ali do you have any plans for the rest of the evening?"

"Only to get to bed at a reasonable time. Why?"

"Would you like to come up to my cabin for a little while? I've got some beer and some soft drinks, and I snatched the rest of the cake from the mess ball."

Without thinking, Ali quickly replied: "That sounds great. Let me change into something dry, first, and I'll be right with you."

Ray, sounding less sure of himself, said: "Why don't you come up like you are? I'll light the fireplace in my cabin and you can hang your dress in front of it to dry."

Again, without considering possible consequences, Ali said: "Okay."

The summer sun sets late in the north country, but once away from the lake and into the trees it was considerably darker. They walked to Ray's cabin in silence, Ali out of shyness, Ray because he was surprised at what he was doing.

When all of the counselors arrived the first week, Ray had taken one look at Alberta Zimmerman and decided she was a real loser. Actually, until this very day, he hadn't really noticed the changes that had taken place in the girl, how she'd gone from a plain, skinny stringbean to a lush and sensuous beauty, just in the course of a couple of months.

Now, strangely unsure of himself, here he was leading this kid, this junior counselor to his cabin. He wondered to himself just how experienced the kid was. He hoped she was good, because his own girlfriend, a senior counselor he'd known for several years and who practically lived with him during the summer camp sessions, was away for the week, and Ray was horny as hell.

As head counselor, Ray was the only one with a cabin of his own, and it also served as his office. He held the door for Ali, then closed and locked it behind himself after first hanging a "Do Not Disturb" sign on the door handle. He flicked on a small lamp beside his bed, turned on an electric heater, and lit the fire in the fireplace. Ali stood in front of the heater, her teeth starting to chatter from the chill.

"Better get the wet dress off," Ray told her, tossing her a dry, clean towel.

Ali mumbled something, then grabbed the dress by the hem and peeled it up off her wet body and over her head. She dropped it with a wet plop onto the floor, and began to rub herself down. It felt good and helped her to get warm. Then she figured what the hell, she was almost naked already, and skinned her little bikini panties off and dropped them on top of the soaking dress. Once she'd fully dried herself, she felt warmer and a whole lot better.

"Hand me your dress, Ali," Ray said. "I'll put it on a hanger and hang it by the fire to dry."

Ali reached down and picked up the dress and panties and passed them to the boy. In the dim glow from the small lamp, she could now see Ray had also taken off his wet shorts. She could tell from the narrow strip of untanned flesh at his hips, and she could tell by the enormous looking post of pink flesh standing out from his crotch like a small skyscraper.

It was the first time Ali had ever seen a mature male prick in full erection. The size of the monster shocked her. Her knowledge of sex and how it worked was not very great, but she couldn't understand how that huge cock would fit into a girl. She was sure there was no way it would go into her own tiny, tight little pussy-hole.

It wasn't until that very moment that she realized that she was standing naked alone with an older boy who was also naked! This wasn't like being naked in the doctor's office or in the locker room with a bunch of other girls. Ali knew that Ray had something more in mind than just helping her dry her dress. Although scared, she also had a warm glow of expectation, of excitement. She could feel herself blush all over from head to toe. A wave of hot thrills scorned to pass through her body, making her shiver happily and giggle out loud. Then she discovered a wetness seeping down her inner thighs.

Unselfconsciously, she reached down to find out what it was. There was some kind of thick, gooey fluid oozing from her cunt lips. Her big, solid, cone-shaped tits were tingling as if on fire, the slender cylinders of her nipples standing straight out like hard little steel rods. She shivered again as another wave of that strange, squirmy, electric feeling went through her. Ali giggled again and decided maybe she really was ready to learn about sex first-hand.

Ray had been observing the variety of expressions passing across the girl's face by the flickering light of the fire. When she dipped her hand to her cunt, he decided she was more than ready. She had to be, if she was already creaming that heavily. Swiftly, he pulled his mattress off of the bunk and placed it in front of the warm fireplace.

"Come on, Ali, let's sit down by the fire. It'll be nice and warm and comfortable."

The girl hesitated, giggled again, then shrugged her lovely shoulders, which made her beautiful tits go into sexy motions, then she walked over to the mat and started to kneel down on it. Then, remembering the stuff dripping out of her cunt, she looked up at Ray.

"You're going to have to be a little bit patient with me, Ray. I've never done this before."

"Oh, shit!" the boy groaned. "I take it that means you're still a virgin?"

"I guess so. I've never had sex with anybody. Why, is something wrong?"

"Do you take the Pill?"

Ali thought a moment. "Well, I take vitamins, and sometimes some allergy pills when I get the sneezes."

"Jesus Christ, kid, don't you know anything? I mean the birth control pill!"

"I'm sorry, Ray. I've never had any need to. Do you have any here? I could take one now."

Ray shook his head in disappointment. "I guess you don't know anything. God damn it, you're a gorgeous, sexy girl with a fantastic body and I'm damned near busting my balls I'm so horny for you, but I'm not going to fool around with a fuckin' virgin. You'd get pregnant first fuckin' shot, sure as hell!"

Ali was standing again. She stamped her bare foot angrily. "Well, gee whiz, I don't see what you're so mad about. I said I'd take a pill if you give me one."

The foot stamping set her glorious tits into delightful motion again. Ray stared at them longingly, then calmed down.

"Ali, dear, you don't understand. You can't just take the Pill now and be safe. You have to be 'on the Pill' as they say, which means taking it every day, or it won't work. I guess you might as well get dressed as soon as your clothes are dry."

"Aw, gee whiz, Ray! Isn't there anything we can do? I mean, here I am, finally ready to try sex, and you tell me you won't!" She licked her lips, then pursed her mouth in a kind of sexy, kissy pout.

"Hmmnmmm," Ray grunted. "If you're game to try, there just might be something you can do for me."

Hope rising again, Ali enthusiastically replied: "Sure, anything. What do you want me to do?"

"I want you to suck my cock."

Ali looked stunned, but Ray continued: "It won't be as bad as it sounds. A lot of girls do it and some of them really like it. Maybe you will, maybe you won't, but you'll never know until you try it."

"Well, maybe," she muttered, staring doubtfully at his enormous prick. "I guess I can try but that thing of yours has to be at least eight inches long, and what, an inch and a half thick? I don't know if I can get it all in my mouth."

"I think you can do it, Ali. After all, Shelly has a lot smaller mouth than yours, and she does a great job of sucking me off. Besides, she likes it almost more than fucking."

"Well, all right, but you're going to have to help me. You know, tell me what to do and how to do it and when."

"Gee, Ali, you're really a good sport."

Not knowing how to proceed, Ali stood there until Ray had her kneel on the mattress again. Not able to resist the girl's lovely tits, Ray knelt beside her, then tenderly stroked each jutting breast, squeezing them gently, milking them down from base to tip. This brought Ali's wide, puffy areolas into excited firmness, forcing her long, slender nipples to even greater erection. Ray bent down and slathered his tongue around first one, then the other nipple, teasing them, not quite touching their sensitive tips. He sucked in one of the hard little rods, rolled it between his lips, then rasped his tongue across the flat, pebbly end. This brought a tiny scream from Ali as another strange, new feeling shot through her.

Now her cunt was dripping fluid, it was running down the inside of her thighs in a hot, sticky stream. Tentatively, she reached a hand down there. Sure enough, her cunt hair was soaking wet with the stuff. While Ray's clever tongue and mouth worked on first one of her swelling, bursting, firm tits, then the other, she explored her crotch with her hands. As she rubbed her fingers between her slippery, swollen cunt lips, enjoying the wonderful feelings, her thumb bumped her clit just as Ray nibbled lightly at one of her rigid nipples.

Unable to stop herself, Ali wailed a low, keening cry as what felt to her like lightning flashes blasted from her clit to her tits and back again. Her hips started thrusting rhythmically with a life all their own and she shivered with joy. Letting go of her crotch, she wrapped both hands around Ray's head and crushed his mouth to her super-sensitized tit.

Startled by the unexpected effects his nibbling was having on the girl, Ray accidentally bit down harder than he'd intended to. This brought another cry from Ali, a louder shriek, a half-pain, half-ecstasy. More lightning bolts flashed through her body. Muscles that she didn't even know she had began to clench and release deep inside her guts, and more of the sticky, creamy substance flowed from her steaming cunt.

Ray broke free of her tit. She was damned near suffocating him!

"Jesus Christ, kid, take it easy! I can't breath. God, you're hotter than a firecracker! I think it's time we got down to some serious stuff. I'll lie down on the mattress, Ali. You straddle my head with your knees, then you can bend down forward and suck my cock. While you're doing that, I can maybe give you a little fun, too."

She didn't have any idea what he was talking about, but she did as she was told. When she was in position, she crouched forward, braced herself with one arm, and used her other hand to capture the sturdy fuck-stick that was now waving in her face. She drew the big, throbbing, sleek purple cockhead hesitantly to her lips. Gently, she kissed the heavy prick-knob, then, thrilled by the smoothness, the aliveness of it, she hugged the silky-skinned cock shaft to her soft, tanned cheek.

That felt good, too. Now she was getting excited about actually taking the hot, pulsating, heavy cock into her mouth. She didn't want to do it too fast because she wanted to appreciate it, to enjoy every step, every experience. She no longer knew whether Ray was directing her or not, she was going by instinct, by what felt right to her.

Ali's long tongue slithered out from between her lush, swollen lips. Uncertainly at first, then with more decision, she lapped delicately at her big, purple prickhead. Seeing the sparkle of some kind of droplets around the little slit at the tip of Ray's prick, Ali lapped them up. The taste was different, a little salty and kind of fishy, but not unpleasant. Not unpleasant at all. She decided she really liked that taste.

She swirled her tongue all around the sleekly smooth cock-knob, slicking it with her spit. Then she opened her jaws wide, rubbing her lips and tongue all over its slippery surface. Ali found the sensation of it against her lips even more exciting than just on her tongue. It made her bolder, and she sucked until the whole great ball of Ray's cockhead was entirely inside her mouth.

Ray had been lying still, his hands under his head. "Hey, okay, Ali. You're doing real well… keep it up. Now what you do, you move your mouth up and down, taking in a little, bit more of my cock with each forward nod until you have as much of it in your mouth as you feel you can comfortably suck in. But keep moving your mouth."

She followed his instructions, thrilling at the feeling of that monster cock moving in and out of her mouth, a little bit deeper in with each downstroke of her head. Before long, his great prickhead was bumping at the back of her mouth, at the opening to her throat. There was something indescribably thrilling about the feeling of that big, thick, hot, throbbing cock in her mouth. She loved it!

Without knowing why, Ali found herself bobbing her head faster and faster on Ray's big, hard prick. Maybe it was because she couldn't get it into her face any deeper. Whatever the reason, she felt driven to increase the speed. She sucked at the thing with every downstroke, relaxing her sucking on the up stroke. It felt like it was getting even bigger, thicker, harder, as she nodded up and down on the rigid cock.

Ray forgot all about licking Ali's dripping cunt, even though drops of her sticky cream would fall on his face from time to time. He was too into the great job of cocksucking she was doing on his straining prick. The days without a fuck had pressured his heavy balls to bursting. As a result, he found himself ready to shoot his wad well before he expected to. He hadn't planned to squirt into Ali's mouth, but by the time he realized he was ready to come, it was too late. The pleasure of the girl's tender, sucking mouth on his cager cock was almost more than Ray could take.

Ali, bobbing her head in a rapid but steady rhythm, now sensed that something was about to happen. Suddenly, Ray reached forward and held her head down at the bottom of a stoke. She could feel his hips begin to buck up at her, trying to drive the big post of a prick into her throat, but it wouldn't go. There was something so thrilling about that feeling, though, that Ali could feel another wave of jerky contractions surge through her own body.

All of a sudden, there was a difference in the way his heavy cock felt in her mouth. It seemed to vibrate, contractions moved along it from the base to the very tip. The fat cock-knob swelled in the back of her mouth. Then a great spurt of something warm and sticky and salty and fishy and wonderful shot from the end of the cockhead and squirted into her throat. Ali gobbled and swallowed as another and another glob of the stuff jetted out.

When the first blast fired into her, her own emotions reacted as a monster orgasm rocketed through her. It felt like her cunt and clit were sparking with flashes of electricity. Her nipples seemed to be straining as if trying to burst from the tips of her tits. Fiery spasmodic waves surged up her thighs and through her torso. Her whole body was jerking and shaking like a puppet on a string. When at last the spurts of Ray's cum jetting into her throat diminished and stopped, Ali raised her head, letting Ray's softening cock slide out of her mouth like a snake. She sat back on her haunches, gasping for breath.

As Ali's breathing slowed, she grinned wide and sighed, "Oh, wow! That was some experience! I've never felt like this before, so soft and juicy and cuddly and, I don't know, I guess I can't really describe it!"

Ray chuckled, "I'm glad you liked it, Ali. I'm sorry I didn't take care of you the way you did me."

"What do you mean? I don't know what you could have done, and what happened was wonderful for me."