Ray Mills
Spread wide babysitter

CHAPTER ONE

Jondra was fast asleep on the sofa when the Clarks got home. Her blue sweater had ridden up, exposing the smooth creamy skin of her midriff. The tawny flesh of one firm thigh was also visible, peeking through the slit of her skirt. She was flushed with sleep, and the rich gold wave of her shiny blonde hair was spread across one of the sofa cushions. Bryce Clark could hardly take his eyes off her, but he tried not to let his wife Anne see his interest. He turned away from her so that she wouldn't be able to see the pulsating lump of his prick either.

"Look at that," Anne said. "She really pooped out, didn't she?"

"It's late," Bryce said, checking his watch. "Three a.m. No wonder she fell asleep."

"I suppose it wouldn't bother you if someone came in and stole us blind while she was sound asleep there on the couch," said his wife sarcastically.

Bryce tried not to stare at Jondra's partly bare midriff. The way her full sensual lips were parted in sleep made the pulse in his neck flutter. God, what a lovely girl! he thought, rubbing his aching cock.

"I don't see anything missing," he said.

The television set was still going. He walked over and flicked it off.

"I'll go and check on the kids," Anne said. "See if you can wake up Sleeping Beauty and tell her it's time to go home."

"Okay."

Bryce tried to control his lust as he bent over the beautiful babysitter to wake her. But the fresh smell of her body nearly made him faint with desire. She's only a kid, Clark, he warned himself. Jondra Woods was only a teenager. She was the daughter of one of Anne's friends. She had just recently graduated from high school and was picking up a little money babysitting during the summer while waiting for college to start.

Bryce couldn't help himself. He reached out and touched her cheek softly just to feel her smooth skin if only for a second. Jondra sighed and squirmed sensually. Christ almighty! Bryce swore to himself. His cock nearly burst its way out of his pants. He thought his prick might explode.

"Jondra," he whispered.

She smiled drowsily in her sleep and squirmed again. Her full young tits moved under her sweater, only inches from Bryce's hands. Rut she didn't wake up.

"Jondra," he repeated. "Time to wake up. It's three o'clock."

"Ummnunm," she groaned softly.

He leaned down to speak her name closer to her ear. Before he knew what was happening her arms came up and encircled his neck, puffing his head down. Her warm mouth met his with a hungry kiss, her tongue dipping eagerly between his teeth. Instinctively Bryce got one hand quickly on the bare skin of her midriff, warm and smooth. His cock roared mid thundered.

But just as quickly as it had started, it was over. She released his neck and fell back, a half astonished expression on her lovely face.

"Mr. Clark! It's you! Oh… I had no idea! I'm so sorry!"

She wiped her mouth as if she could wipe away the kiss. Bryce was crestfallen.

"Oh, don't be sorry," he whispered, rearranging his clothes, alarmed now that she too might see his thundering prick poking out under his pants.

"I was having this dream," Jondra said. She swivelled her head around nervously. "Where's Mrs. Clark?"

"She went to check on the kids."

"Oh, damn! And I fell asleep too. I hope everything's all right."

"It's three o'clock. You couldn't help falling asleep."

"I… didn't mean to grab you like that." Jondra actually blushed. She looked down at her lap, then smoothed her skirt over her knees. "I was having a dream."

"I understand."

Jondra thought it was cute the way he became so embarrassed. She could almost still feel the urgent grasp of his hand on the bare skin of her stomach. She wondered if he really believed her about the dream.

She stood up, moving next to him. "But I don't mean I'm sorry it happened," she whispered to him.

"Oh?"

"The dream was about you."

"Oh, come on, Jondra. Let's not be silly."

"Where's Mrs. Clark?"

"I told you. She's checking on the kids." Jondra leaned against him, pushing her full tits against his shoulder, and stuck her wet warm tongue in his ear. "It really was," she murmured, jumping back quickly as they both heard Anne's footsteps returning down the hail.

"Well," Anne said sarcastically. "I see you got Miss Lazybones to wake up."

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Clark," Jondra pouted convincingly. "I really didn't mean to fall asleep. It just got so late and…"

"That's okay, Jondra," Bryce said. "We both know it's hard to stay awake that late." He yawned. "I'm kind of sleepy myself."

"Well then, you'd better run her on home and get back here before you fall asleep," Anne said.

In, the car on the way to her house Jondra put her hand on Bryce's cock. She squeezed his prick through his pants.

"Mmmmmmmm, I knew you'd have a big one," she said.

"How did you know that?"

Bryce was trying to keep his wits. It would only take ten minutes to drive her home and ten to get back. He wanted to fuck her in the worst way, and she seemed willing. But how could they manage it in the short time they had?

"It was part of my dream," Jondra whispered. She unzipped his fly while he drove. Her long cool fingers on hot throbbing cock nearly made him black out.

Jondra could hardly believe what she was doing herself. I've never done anything like this before in my life she thought. But, God, he's so handsome, so masculine. All I've ever had are those pimply high school guys, all that slam barn thank you ma'am shit. But I'm a woman now, and I need a man to fuck me. I've got to have some experience before I get into college, into the real world. The first time I saw him I just went all gooey between my legs from wanting him.

"Why don't you pull over behind that store, in the parking lot for a moment?" she murmured, bending her head down into his crotch and licking his thick erect prick from top to bottom.

Bryce could barely keep control of the car. Quickly he drove into the parking lot of the shopping center they were passing and headed around back to the deserted loading docks. He pulled the car up behind a barrier of trash dumpsters and shut off the lights and motor.

"We can't do this," he mumbled, enjoying the feel of her wet lips on his twitching cock.

"Why not?" Jondra asked.

"We don't have time. And you're so much younger than I am."

I'm old enough for you to want to fuck me, I know that much, Jondra thought. She sucked his prick into her mouth for the first time, swirling her tongue around his thick purplish cockhead.

"We can do it fast," she murmured after a few seconds of sucking his cock. "What's the matter, don't you want me?"

"Of course I want you," Bryce said.

His voice was all clotted with lust, and he was gasping from the pleasure her mouth gave him. I must be doing something right, Jondra thought. She smiled and pulled him over to the passenger side of the front seat.

"Now just hold still," she joked softly, quickly pulling off her panties. "It'll be all over before you know it." She pulled one of his hands down between her legs, letting him rub his hand in the runny warm lips of her pussy. "See how wet I am for you?"

"Jondra, you're so beautiful," Bryce said, fingerfucking her rapidly.

"You still think I'm too young for you?"

"We shouldn't be doing this."

"I don't know why not," she said, straddling his thighs. "Do you want to suck my tits, too?"

Bryce nodded.

"Good. I want you to."

She pulled up her sweater and Bryce quickly unfastened her bra behind her back. She pulled it up and stuffed it under the roll her scrunched up sweater made under her neck. Her naked, jutting, young tits pushed but into his face. He grabbed them with his hands and licked her large soft pink nipples with hot passion. Quickly they grew rubbery and stiff.

"God, suck me!" Jondra panted. "Oh yes! I love it!"

Bryce stuffed her firm warm tits into his mouth, first one, then the other. He sucked her nipples sharply.

"Ohhnnnnnn!" Jondra moaned.

With one hand she guided his cock into her tight young pussy. She lowered herself onto his prick slowly, gagging softly with pleasure as his cock rode up into her. Rising and sinking on her knees, she fucked herself up and down on Bryce's stiff prick. She threw her head back and sighed with hot delight, pushing her full round tits into his face.

"God, I wanted you to fuck me from the very first moment I saw you," she moaned.

Fucking had never been like this with any of her high school boyfriends. With them, the fuck had been all over before she even got started. But Bryce knew what he was doing. His hands on her body seemed to light small fires wherever he touched her. He clutched the round cheeks of her ass and jammed her tingling pussy down on his up-rearing cock, making her reel and gasp with sharp pleasure.

"Ohhnnnnnn!" she moaned, grinding her cunt down on him, feeling the hot arrows of intense sexual pleasure pierce her quivering flesh. "Yes! God, fuck me hard, yessssss!"

"Jondra… Jondra…" Bryce gasped.

He filled his hands again with her tits, mauling her aching nipples with his rough lips. Already Jondra could feel uncontrollable spasms deep in her pussy. God, I'm going to come, she thought. I wish it could go on forever, but I'm going to come.

"Unh! Unh! Unh!" she grunted as he fucked his prick up into her relentlessly.

Hanging on the edge of a violent orgasm, Jondra kissed his panting mouth, gasping deliriously.

"God… yes! Oh, fuck me! God, I'm going to come, Mr. Clark."

"Jondra, baby!"

"Unh! Oh! Aaaauuuunngggg! Oh, holy Jesus, I'm coming! Ohhhhnnnnn!" she groaned as her climax shook her trembling body. The sweet boiling honey poured through her veins.

She could feel his strong body clenching. His fingers bit into the flesh of her ass. His cock seemed to grow even bigger, cramming her tight young pussy as his prickhead began to explode with hot pulsating jets of cum. Jondra nearly swooned with pleasure as she felt his cum shooting into her.

"Oh, God!" she sighed, slumping forward against his body.

His cock still pulsed softly inside her cunt. She didn't want to ever let his prick out. So this is what it's like to fuck a real man, she thought. She kissed him.

"God, I never knew fucking could be so good," she whispered.

He smiled. "It can be a lot better than this."

"I don't believe you," she protested, wiggling her ass, feeling his still-erect prick swirl around inside her pussy. "How come he's still stiff?"

"Because you're such a luscious little piece," Bryce murmured, caressing her naked tits again.

"[Missing text] bet I do!"

"I'm not too young?"

"Just right."

"Is my pussy tighter than your wife's?"

"Your pussy is the tightest one I've ever felt."

"Mmmmmm," she moaned. "Why don't we go to a motel and do it some more."

Bryce shook his head. "You know I have to get back. We shouldn't have done this."

"But you don't regret it, do you?" Jondra prompted.

She got off his cock, pulling her bra and sweater back down. She stroked his wonderful cock and kissed his prickhead, not caring that his cock had pussyjuice and cum all over it. His prick was just the most phenomenal cock she had ever felt in her life.

"No, I don't regret it," Bryce said.

Jondra snuggled up to him, sitting very close as he started the motor again. She leaned over and kissed his neck and his strong jaw. "We can do it again sometime, can't we?" she murmured softly.

She let her hand drift to his crotch and squeezed the limp shaft of his incredible cock one more time.

"I don't think I could stand it if I never got to feel your prick inside me again," Jondra told him.

Bryce grinned. "I don't think I could either," he said. "But you don't have to call me Mr. Clark next time."

When they reached her house she was reluctant to get out of the car. They kissed long and passionately. She took his hands and put them on her tits, feeling her cunt ooze with fresh pussyjuice as he squeezed the round globes of her tits through her sweater. She had never before realized what a strong sexual appetite she had. She wanted him to fuck her right there on the lawn, fuck her repeatedly, if only it were possible.

"God, I just want you to fuck me and fuck me, again and again," she sighed into his ear. "When can we do it again?"

"I don't know," Bryce said. "We have to be careful, you know?"

"I know," Jondra pouted. Already she was jealous of Mrs. Clark. The lucky bitch! She got to have him fuck her all the time.

"But I'll think of something," he said. "Right now you'd better get inside before your parents get suspicious. And I'd better get back home for the same reason."

Jondra couldn't let him go. She kissed him again with searching hot passion. She rubbed her young voluptuous body against him.

"Think of me," she whispered hotly into his ear.

"How could I forget you?" Bryce whispered.

Jondra opened the door and hopped out of the car. She leaned her head back inside for just a second. "I want you to think of me when you're fucking your wife," she said, with an evil, devilish glint in her eye.

Then she slammed the door and walked with an exaggerated hip-swing up to her house, feeling his eyes on her body every second. When he finally drove off she was upset to find that the burning desire for him between her legs was sharp and demanding and wouldn't go away.