Darla Adams sat absorbed in a late-night movie on TV, hoping the film would get a lot naughtier than it already was. It was a French movie, but she wasn’t bothering to read the subtitles.
The petite teenager was on the edge of her seat as she watched the movie couple, a young man and woman, taking off their clothes. They started kissing and caressing, and Darla shivered with excitement.
Maybe, finally, she was going to learn all about sex.
The movie couple slipped onto a bed, and the action got even hotter. They were really kissing now, sticking their tongues in each other’s mouth, and the guy was playing with the girl’s tits. Darla felt her own tits swelling with arousal, her nipples going stiff.
The young man ran his hands lower down the girl’s sleek body, but the movie didn’t show what he was doing. Darla moaned with impatience. She was dying to know what men and women did in bed. The girl in the movie was whimpering with excitement.
Then the camera started moving lower, and Darla saw that the man was touching the girl between her legs. The pretty teen almost slid out of her chair. If the movie went an like this, she’d soon have the answer to all her questions.
Then Darla leaped up with a startled cry as the front door opened. The couple she was babysitting for, Carol and Tom Carter, walked in the door. Carol took one look at the. TV screen and frowned with disapproval.
“Darla, shame on you,” she said. “You know you shouldn’t be watching stuff like that.”
“Oh, I know, Mrs. Carter, I was just about to change the channel,” Darla lied.
“Ah, honey, don’t be so hard on her,” Tom Carter laughed. “It’s just natural curiosity.”
But Carol wasn’t going to change her mind. “Turn the TV off, Darla,” she ordered. “It’s time you went to bed anyhow.”
“Yes, ma’am,” Darla sighed. “I’ll see you in the morning.”
Darla had an arrangement with the Carters to stay over night at their house whenever she babysat. The Carters went off to their room, and Darla made up a bed on the couch. She wished she could watch the rest of that fascinating movie, but she didn’t dare. Carol might come to check on her.
Darla changed into her nightie and crawled under the covers, but she didn’t feel a bit sleepy. She just felt a weird kind of restlessness, and her virgin pussy was all swollen, hot and steamy. She could never sleep when she felt like that.
She wondered why she got that hot sticky sensation between her thighs every time she thought about sex or saw a cute guy. If only her mother would tell her these things! But Mom was such a prude and so strict! She insisted that only bad girls were interested in the facts of life.
Well, Darla didn’t feel like a bad girl, but she was dying of curiosity.
She wondered if the Carters were going to make love tonight. They were a young, attractive couple, very much in love, and they were always kissing and hugging in front of Darla. Maybe they did a lot more than that in the privacy of their room.
Darla slipped off the couch and padded barefoot down the hall. She knew it was wicked to spy, but she just couldn’t resist. She had to get the answers to her questions. She reached the door of the master bedroom, dropped to her knees, and peered through the keyhole.
Tom and Carol were taking off their clothes. Carol was down to her bra and panties, and she was standing at the dresser brushing out her long blonde hair. Tom couldn’t take his eyes off her as he stepped out of his pants.
“Did you like the movie, honey?” Carol asked.
“Yeah,” Tom leered, “but I like you a lot better.”
Wearing only his jockey shorts, he crossed the room and stood behind his wife, reaching around her and cupping her fully packed bra. He grinned at her in the mirror, and Carol grinned back, then shook her head.
“My God, you’re a sex fiend,” she laughed.
“Any objections?” Tom said.
“Mmmmmmnm, no,” Carol purred as he squeezed her tits.
Darla was really glad she’d decided to spy. This scene was as good as the movie she’d been watching. Nobody was going to turn the program off, either. She had a hunch she was finally going to get the sex education she craved.
Now Tom was unhooking Carol’s bra and slipping it off. Her tits were big and gorgeous. Darla sighed with envy, wishing her own apple-sized tits looked like that. But maybe she still had some growing to do.
Tom grasped the waistband of Carol’s panties and started to inch down the little lacy garment. Carol shivered and sighed. He helped her out of her panties and remained on his knees, kissing and playfully nibbling her cute little ass. Carol giggled and set down her hairbrush.
“I bet I know what you want,” she said.
“Yeah, and I want it right now,” Tom said hoarsely.
He rose, picked her up, and carried her over to the bed. Darla was ogling the young wife’s body, envying her mature curves and her lush golden cunt bush. Carol really was a beautiful woman. No wonder Tom could hardly wait to get her into bed.
But what were they going to do when they got there? That was the big mystery to Darla. Her parents wouldn’t tell her anything about sex, and they’d even forbidden her to take the sex education class at school. In fact they wouldn’t even let her date.
So Darla wanted to know a million things.
She watched breathlessly as Tom set Carol down on the king-sized bed. Carol reached up and gabbed his shorts and tugged them down. Darla clapped a hand to her mouth, stifling a gasp of surprise.
She’d known men were different from women, but she hadn’t known just how some of the older girls at school told her that guys have a thing called a cock. She figured she was looking at one right now.
It was enormous and scary-looking. The thick slab of meat stuck out stiffly from Tom’s lower belly. It was bulging with blue veins and dripping cream. He stepped out of his shorts, and Carol wrapped her fingers around his cock and started pumping it, smearing the cream over his meat.
“Mmmmmm, you have such a beautiful prick, honey,” she sighed.
So that thing had another name? Darla was storing up every bit of information she could get. In the fall, when she went back for her senior year of high school, her parents were finally going to let her date and she wanted to be ready.
As Carol petted Tom’s prick or cock or whatever it was, he got kind of flushed and began to breathe loudly and harshly. He seemed impatient. Finally he just rolled onto the bed, rolling Carol with him, and he ended up half on top of her.
“You’re driving me wild, baby,” he growled. “If you don’t watch it, you’re gonna get fucked.”
Carol just giggled, but Darla turned red. She’d heard the word fuck before, and she’d seen it written on walls all over town. She knew it was a very naughty word. She just didn’t know how exactly what it meant.
Now Tom was saying that he was going to do it to Carol, and she didn’t seem upset about it. Just the opposite. She put her arms around his neck and started kissing him, sticking her tongue in his mouth. She arched her body and rubbed her pretty golden cunt bush against his cock.
Darla didn’t understand much of what was happening, yet it was making her hotly excited. Her virgin cuntslit was so swollen and hot, it ached. She had a strong urge to touch herself there.
She’d had that urge many times before, but she’d remembered her mother’s stern warning never to touch herself between the legs. It was evil and dirty, Mom said. But Darla wondered why she wanted to do it so badly. Her every instinct was urging her to do it.
What the hell, Mom wasn’t here watching her. She could get away with it. While she watched the Carters rolling around on the bed kissing and pawing each other, she slipped her hand between her thighs and touched her own pussy for the first time.
“Mmmmmm,” she gasped.
It felt great to touch herself there. But she had to be very quiet. No more sighs or gasps, because it would be so humiliating if the Carters heard her and caught her spying.
She ran her fingers over the swollen scalding folds of her cunt gash, finding out where it felt best to be touched. Tom must be doing the same thing to Carol now. He had a hand between her legs, and she was moaning. Darla wished she could see exactly what he was doing.
“Mmmmmni, honey, you’re getting me so hot,” Carol moaned.
“Yeah, that’s the whole idea,” Tom chuckled.
His hand moved faster between her thighs, and it was very frustrating to Darla, because she couldn’t tell what he was doing. She did some experimenting of her own, touching every inch of the hot engorged flesh between her legs. She soon found the place she liked best — a small lump at the top of her pussy.
It was supersensitive and throbbing, and just her lightest touch there felt fantastic. She rubbed her finger stiffly over the pulsating bud and felt hot stabs of pleasure. She could hardly keep from whimpering and moaning.
“Unnnnhhhh, yes, Tom, play with my cunt!” Carol gasped.
Darla saw that he was rubbing at the top of her pussy, just where Darla was rubbing herself. That thing had a name, too. It was a cunt. She was definitely enlarging her vocabulary tonight. And she was learning how to give herself incredible pleasure.
She kept rubbing her finger over her clit as she watched Tom arousing Carol. Soon the pretty blonde housewife was sobbing with excitement, and Tom’s hand was covered with her spurting cream. He drew back, grinning wickedly.
“How’d you like some of this, baby?” he said, wagging his rigid cock at her.
“Oh, God, would I ever,” Carol moaned. “Tom, you devil, I’m so horny I could scream.” Horny? Darla thought she understood that word, too. It meant the way she and Carol were feeling right now, with their pussies on fire, and their excitement at the boiling point. But what was Tom going to do with his cock? He’d asked Carol if she wanted some of it. Darla didn’t understand.
She soon found out. Carol bent and spread her nice long legs, fully exposing the soaked pink flesh of her cuntslit and its pretty fringe of blonde curls. Panting and flushed, Tom knelt between her legs and fisted his massive prick.
“Yes, darling, stick it in me,” Carol moaned. Darla went wide-eyed. What did Carol mean by that? Tom pressed the huge purple head of his cock against the mouth of her cunt and started pushing the thing into her. It looked like her delicate pussy lips were going to split.
Darla trembled, waiting for Carol to scream with pain. But it didn’t happen. Instead the young blonde moaned with delight, her pretty face twisting into a lusty mask. Thick hot cream spurted from her cunt and ran down her ass crack.
“Ohhhhbh, yesssss!” she wailed, “get into me, Tom, fuck me.”
There was that word again. Darla forgot playing with herself. Her whole attention was on the Carters as Tom eased his huge hard cock deeper and deeper into Carol’s cunt. To Darla’s amazement, it didn’t seem to hurt Carol at all. In fact she loved it.
“Give me all of it, honey,” she panted. “Mmmmmnim, God, yesssss!”
“Ahhhhh, Jesus!” Tom groaned.
So this was fucking? This was what men and women did in bed? Darla was really surprised. She hadn’t expected anything like this. But then she’d never seen a cock before, and she hadn’t known what they were used for.
NOW she was finding out. Tom pushed his cock as far as it would go into Carol’s cream slick pussy hole. Then he started pistoning it inside her, his ass knotting and jerking. The big blue-veined slab of prickmeat jerked in and out.
“Yeah, fuck it to me, fuck it to meeee!” Carol wailed.
“Ummmmhhhh, baby, your cunt’s so hot!” Tom moaned.
Darla couldn’t understand why that would feel good to Carol, but it obviously felt great. Carol was clawing the bed and jerking her hips to Tom’s movements, taking his fat hard prick as deep as she could get it.
“Oh, darling, I love you to fuck me!” she sobbed.
“You better believe I love fucking you, baby!” Tom panted.
Darla felt her own hot pussy sizzling and throbbing against her hand. She started playing with her clit again, and it felt so damned good. She sawed her finger stiffly over the swollen nub and drenched her fingers with her dripping cream.
Meanwhile Tom was fucking Carol faster and faster. Darla could hear an obscene sucking noise as his thick cock reamed out his wife’s pearly cunt juice. She could hear their hot sweaty bodies slapping together. It looked brutal, but they were having so much fun.
Darla was having a pretty good time herself. She was getting her curiosity satisfied at last, and she found it really exciting to spy on the fucking couple. But the most fun thing of all was learning to play with herself.
How come Mom had forbidden her to do this? Darla couldn’t see anything wicked or dirty about it. It just felt great, and it was easing that strange ache in her pussy. She rubbed her finger faster and faster over her swollen clit.
“Harder now, honey,” Carol moaned, “fuck me as hard as you can, Tom.”
Tom snarled with lust and fucked into her so hard that the big bed began to rock and creak. Darla thought the bed was going to collapse. Clearly Tom and Carol didn’t care if it did. They were going at each other like rutting animals.
“Unminhhhh, honey, I’m gonna come so good!” Carol sobbed.
There was another new word, come. Darla didn’t know what it meant, but she was very close to finding out. She saw Carol’s body arch and stiffen, and then a second later the pretty housewife was bucking and screaming.
“Ooooooooh, Tom, you did it to me, I’m cominggggg!” she cried. “Ooooooooh, shit, whaaahhhhh!”
“Take my load, baby, awwwwww!” Tom bellowed.
Darla didn’t know what all the excitement was about, but a second later she was in on the secret. She rubbed her finger hard across her clit and started climaxing like crazy. Pleasure ripped through her body as she experienced her very first orgasm.
“Ooooooh, shit, aahhhhhh!” she howled.
She was lucky. Her helpless cries were drowned out by the noises Tom and Carol were making. She rolled around in the hall, her body wracked with pleasure, till she’d drained every last drop of sensation from her spasming cunt.
“Wow!” she breathed, “sensational!”
CHAPTER TWO
The next night Darla was babysitting for another young couple.
Kim and Bob Warner. She’d agreed to alternate between them and the Carters for the sum, ma. But she was finding it hard to concentrate on her work.
She got the kids to bed as early as she could, then curled up on the couch to watch TV. Her thoughts soon drifted from the program. She couldn’t forget all the exciting things she’d seen last night when she spied on the Carters.
She wanted to see more. She’d be allowed to go out with boys in the fall, and she wanted to be ready. If a boy tried to make out with her, she wanted to know how to behave, so the more information she got, the better.
That was what Darla told herself, anyhow. What she really meant was that she wanted to spy on the Warners.
Okay, so it was naughty, but she just couldn’t resist. Spying on Tom and Carol had been the most exciting experience of her young life. Tonight she might have another opportunity, and she wasn’t going to pass it up.
When Bob and Kim got home a little after midnight, Darla was already tucked in her bed on the couch, pretending to sleep. The young couple looked in on her and quietly turned off the lights, then went down the hall to their bedroom. Darla slipped from her bed and followed.
She peeked through the keyhole and saw them undressing. Kim was saying, “Darla’s such a nice girl. I’m so glad we got her for a babysitter.”
“Yeah, she’s nice, all right,” Bob replied, “but sometimes I worry about her. Her parents are so damned strict. They haven’t told her anything about real life.”
“But Bob, don’t you think kids grow up too fast these days?” Kim said. “Maybe her folks are doing her a favor.”
“I don’t think so,” Bob said. “My God, she’s going to be a senior, and she obviously doesn’t even know the facts of life.”
I do now, Mr. Warner, Darla thought mischievously.
And tonight she was going to add to her knowledge. As they undressed and talked, Bob was giving his wife hungry glances. Darla didn’t blame him. Kim Warner was a stacked redhead, fantastically built.
Kim removed her bra and went walking around bare-titted. Her tits were the size and shape of big melons, wobbling yet firm. Bob looked at them and licked his lips. He got out of his clothes very fast, leaving them in a pile on the floor.
“Bob, you animal,” Kim laughed, “aren’t you going to pick up your clothes?”
“Later,” he leered. “I’ve got something else on my mind right now.”
He walked over to Kim and pulled her to him, kissing her hard on the lips. He slid his tongue into her mouth, and she moaned. She slipped her arms around his neck and rubbed her cunt mound against his cock.
Darla watched his cock grow. When he’d first stepped out of his shorts, his prick hadn’t seemed so big. It had been much smaller than Tom Carter’s cock. But now it was growing right before her eyes, and she stared in wonder.
Bob’s prick ballooned, going long and thick and rigid as a steel beam. Now Darla knew something else about cocks. She still found them kind of scary, but at the same time she felt a mounting excitement as she watched his prickmeat swell and harden.
At last Bob and Kim came up for air, and she grinned and reached for his cock. She wrapped her fingers around it and gave it a teasing pump or two. Bob snorted with lust and pulled down her panties, the last thing she had on.
The panties slipped to her feet, and she stepped out of them, kicking them away. Her neat little cunt bush was the same pretty flame color as her hair. Bob cupped her pussy mound and squeezed it, and she gurgled with excitement. Then they walked over to the king-sized bed.
Bob tried to roll Kim onto her back, but she laughed and pushed him onto his back instead. “Let’s not rush, honey,” she said. “I love to take my time with you.”
“And just what do you have in mind, you evil woman?” Bob chuckled.
“You’ll find out,” she grinned.
She pushed his legs apart and crawled between them. Darla paid very close attention, wondering what the lusty young housewife had in mind. Kim fisted the fat hairy base of Bob’s cock and brought her lips within an inch of the swollen purple cockhead.
“Ahhhhh, Jesus!” Bob gasped as her tongue shot out.
Darla barely stifled a gasp herself. Kim stuck her pink tongue out fully and began lashing it all over her husband’s fat hard cock head. Bob shivered and moaned with excitement as she lathered the taut flesh with her hot saliva.
“Yeah, baby, go for it,” he groaned.
Darla had never heard of anything like this. It wasn’t fucking, and it wasn’t kissing and hugging. This was something brand new and very kinky. She tried to memorize everything Kim did. It seemed a sure-fire way of getting a guy excited.
Bob soon got red in the face, and he was breathing harshly. His eyes were hot and glassy with lust. He watched his wife’s little pink tongue running around and around the head of his cock, and he groaned with pleasure. Kim was tonguing his cock like it was a big fat ice cream cone.
“Mmmmmm, uuununmm,” she moaned.
Darla noticed that fat gobs of cream were oozing from the dark cleft of Bob’s prick. They didn’t stay there for long, though, because Kim licked them right up and gobbled them. Darla ached to know what cock cream tasted like.
Well, in just two more months she might find out. As soon as she was allowed to date, she intended to make up for lost time. She was going to try everything with her boyfriend, whoever he turned out to be. But first she had to learn what everything was.
Mentally she listed what she’d learned so far from her spying. Tom and Carol had kissed and caressed, and Tom had played with Carol’s pussy. Then they’d fucked. But there was a lot more to fucking that that, as Darla was learning now.
Eagerly she watched Kim racing her cute little tongue around the drooling head of Bob’s cock. Kim was lapping up every bit of cream that oozed from his prick. Bob was getting more wildly turned on by the second.
“Lady,” he growled, “you keep that up and you’re gonna get a face full of come.”
“Oh-oh,” Kim giggled, “I don’t want it in my face. I want it in my mouth.”
She opened her lips very wide and started sliding them down around her husband’s thick cock. Darla’s eyes almost popped. This was the kinkiest thing she’d seen yet.
“Ahhhhh, Jesus, yeah!” Bob groaned.
Kim slid her lips down till she’d taken almost all of his massive cock into her hot steamy mouth. Then she drew in her cheeks and started sucking loudly and fast on his cockmeat. Bob almost flew off the bed.
“Shit, yeah, baby, you do that so good!” he rasped.
Darla’s head was spinning, she was learning so much in such a short time. She just wished she could get in some practice. She wanted to taste cook cream, and she wanted a big hard cock in her mouth. But she’d just have to wait till fall.
Meanwhile she’d continue her studies. She watched Kim’s copper hair flying, her head bobbing up and down, as she sucked loudly and greedily on her husband’s drooling boner. Her throat muscles worked as she gobbled his cream.
Bob was almost beyond words, his handsome face contorted with pleasure, his teeth bared in a lusty snarl. His cock gleamed with Kim’s hot spit. She sucked faster and faster, till at last Bob lost control of himself. He grabbed her head and started jerking his stiff cock in her mouth.
“Unnnnhhhhh, unnnhhhhh!” he growled.
Kim went right on sucking as he fucked her mouth. Bob’s eyes rolled crazily, then closed tightly. His powerful body began to shudder. Suddenly Kim’s cheeks swelled like a couple of balloons, and Bob let out a lusty yell.
“Eat it, baby, aaaggghhhh!!” he cried.
Darla wasn’t sure what was happening, except that Bob was out of his mind with excitement, fucking like crazy into his wife’s mouth and yelling. He was filling her mouth with his hot cream till her cheeks looked ready to burst.
Then Kim gave a big gulp and swallowed all of his jism. He sank back with a loud sigh, then grinned at her.
“Honey,” he said, “you give fantastic blowjobs.”
Darla filed away that new phrase, then heard Kim reply, “Thanks, darling. You’re a fantastic pussy-eater, too. How about giving me a demonstration?”
Pussy-eater? Darla could hardly keep up with all the new terms and techniques she was learning. But she sure as hell wasn’t bored. She watched eagerly as Kim stretched out on her back and spread her legs.
Bob crawled between her legs and flopped down on his belly, his mouth just an inch from her creamy pink cuntslit. Kim shivered as his hot breath tickled the sensitive flesh. Then his tongue shot out, and she threw back her head and wailed.
“Ooooooh, yeah, honey, lick me all over!” she cried.
This was the weirdest thing Darla had seen yet. Bob was lashing his big hot tongue up and down Kim’s cuntslit and driving her wild. The pretty redhead was gurgling and squealing, her face contorted with lust.
Darla tried to imagine how that would feel. She’d rubbed herself down there, and it had felt terrific. It dawned on her that a hot wet tongue would feel even better than her fingers. Hell, it would be fantastic.
She creamed heavily as she thought about it. This was definitely something she wanted a guy to do to her, when she finally got to date. But that would be a long time from now, and she was horny that very moment.
Enviously she watched Bob lathering every inch of Kim’s cunt gash with his hot spit. She felt hot cream running down her legs, and her pussy seemed to be on fire. Why not play with herself, like when she spied on Tom and Carol?
At least it would give her some relief from the burning lust she felt. She slid a hand up under her short nightie and touched the puffed wet flesh of her pussy gash. She ran her fingers back and forth over the smoking pussy flesh.
“Mmmnnn, yeah,” she gurgled, then reminded herself that she had to be very quiet.
She kept massaging her hot virgin cuntslit while she spied on the couple. Bob had now zeroed in on the most sensitive place of all, Kim’s throbbing clit. He tickled it with the stiff tip of his tongue, and Kim moaned hoarsely.
“That’s great, honey,” she cried, “but I’ll go crazy if I don’t come. Please, get me off.”
Bob jammed his lips onto her clit and staffed sucking it. Kim gave a violent shudder and spurted hot thick cream all over his face. She closed her eyes tightly and showed her nice white teeth in a lusty snarl.
“Ohhhhh, God, yessssss!” she groaned.
Darla tried to imagine some guy sucking her clit and she shivered with excitement. Yes, that would have to feel great. But she had no guy, only her fingers. She tried her best to imitate what Bob was doing to Kim.
She grasped her clit between her thumb and forefinger and started kneading the swollen slick nub. It was the most intense pleasure she’d ever known, and she could hardly keep from wailing with excitement.
Meanwhile Kim was exploding into a body wracking orgasm. She threw back her head and howled, “Unnnhhhh, honey, I’m comingggg, aaaahhhhhh!”
“Oh, ohhhhh, wow,” Darla whimpered.
She felt feverish lust as she watched Kim coming, and she kneaded her clit faster and faster. She ached to have a guy of her own sucking loudly and hungrily on her clit. Kim was coming very hard.
But she’d hardly finished coming before Bob was rolling her over onto her hands and knees. He positioned her in that crouching position and knelt behind her, grasping her hips. He pressed the tip of his rigid cock to her dripping cunt mouth.
“Oh, yeah, honey, do it,” Kim panted. “Fuck me with that big hard prick!”
Darla stared. She still didn’t understand how fucking could be so much fun far a woman. How could Kim possibly take that huge slab of cockmeat into her little cunt and not be torn in half?
But Kim was not only taking it, she was loving it. Bob snorted with lust and pushed his massive hard-on deep into her pussy, she moaned in ecstasy. Thick rivers of cunt juice poured down her inner thighs.
“Yes, yes, give me all of it,” she wailed.
Bob gave it to her, pushing into her till only his big hairy balls showed. Completely skewered on his cock, Kim whimpered with bliss. Then he began fucking her hard and fast, his belly slamming her cute little ass. She clawed the bed and wailed as she took the deep lunges.
“Yeah, fuck it to me, fuck it to meeeee!” she howled.
Darla shook her head. She’d never understand the thrill of fucking, not till she tried it herself. That would be a long time from now. She’d make do with her fingers, and she was doing pretty nicely, rolling her throbbing clit and kneading it to give herself hot stabs of pleasure.
She could hear the steady slap-slap of Bob’s belly against Kim’s ass. She could hear the lewd sucking noise his big cock made as it reamed out Kim’s hot fuck cream. Those sounds made Darla very aroused, even though she didn’t understand the pleasure involved. She kneaded her clit harder.
“Ohhhh, baby, give it to me real hard,” Kim sobbed, clawing the bed. “Fuck my brains out, Bob.”
With an insane leer on his flushed face, Bob fucked into her with everything he had, making her shapely body shudder with the impact. Her big tits swung heavily back and forth, and rivers of pearly cream coursed down her thighs.
“Unnnngggghhh, I love it!” she gurgled, “I love to fuck.”
Darla was practically coming, but she slowed down the hot massage of her clit. She didn’t want to miss a second of this very informative scene. A moment later Kim began to convulse and writhe, a gigantic orgasm thundering through her body.
“Oooooo, God, whaaahhhhhh!” she wailed.
“Unnngggghhhh, Jesus, awwwwww!” Bob bawled, jetting his load into her spasming pussy.
Darla gave her clit a long firm press and exploded into climax. She dropped to the floor and rolled around, convulsing and softly whimpering. She wanted to yell her head oft the sensations felt so great, but she couldn’t risk being caught.
Finally she stopped coming, and she rolled to her knees and peered through the keyhole again. The show was over. Bob was just reaching for the bedside lamp. As the room went dark, Darla sighed and returned to her bed on the couch.
Sex was exciting, all right, but she just wished she could experience it for herself.
CHAPTER THREE
A couple of nights later Darla was babysitting for Tom and Carol Carter again. She’d had a few nights off, and she’d tried to talk to her mother about sex, but all she’d gotten was an angry lecture.
“Darla,” Mrs. Adams had snapped, “I’ve told you again and again, I won’t discuss those filthy things. Only bad girls are interested in sex. I’m beginning to wonder if I should even let you date in the fall.”
Of course Darla had dropped the subject fast when her mother said that. She didn’t want to miss the chance to date. She’d waited so long. Most of her friends had been dating since junior high.
Still she felt resentful and frustrated. Why were her folks such prudes? And what was so awful about making love? She just didn’t understand it. But one thing she knew for sure. Anything she learned about sex, she was going to have to learn on her own.
As she sat waiting for the Carters to come home, she listed all the boys at school she wanted to date. There were lots of them. The problem was, school was still two long months away, and Darla didn’t know if she could wait that long to try sex. She felt so horny right now.
She tried to get interested in TV to take her mind off her seething pussy, but it wasn’t much help. Finally she drifted off to sleep on the couch and didn’t wake up till she heard Carol and Tom coming in the door.
“Sssshhhh,” Carol said, “Darla’s asleep.”
“Yeah, you better tuck her in,” Tom said. “Honey,” Carol yawned, “I’m beat. About all I can do is fail into bed. Will you tuck her in for me?”
“Sure, babe,” Tom said. “Goodnight.”
There was a kissing noise, and then Darla heard Tom stepping softly toward her. Suddenly she had an outrageous idea. Why not get Tom to teach her a few things about making love? He was an expert, after all.
Carol would be asleep, so there’d be no risk of getting caught. Darla loved the idea. As Tom started shaking out the sheets and blankets for her bed, she pretended to be fast asleep. Pretty soon he touched her gently on the shoulder.
“Darla,” he said, “wake up. I want to get you into bed.”
Funny, Darla thought, that’s just what I want, too.
She yawned, acted groggy, and slipped her arms around his neck. He gasped with surprise. Before he could recover, she kissed him on the mouth. Imitating what she’d seen the adults do, she shoved her hot little tongue into his mouth.
Tom gave a muffled gasp as Darla probed his mouth with her slick little tongue. He was bending over her, off balance, and she easily pulled him down on the couch beside her. She pressed her nubile little body hard against him.
It was her very first kiss, and she really got off on it. She wriggled her tongue all over in his mouth and rubbed her pussy mound against his crotch. Her natural lusty instincts told her what felt most exciting.
But Tom finally got control of himself, wrenching his face away from hers.
“Darla,” he cried, “what in hell are you doing?”
Darla blinked at him, acting innocent. “Gosh, Tom, I must have been dreaming.”
“Yeah, I guess,” he said with a nervous laugh. “Now let go of me, ***. I wanna make your bed.”
“Oh, wait, Tom,” she cried. “Just kiss me one more time. That was so neat.”
“Darla, no,” he began.
But that was as far as he got, because Darla was jamming her lips onto his again, kissing him hotly and hungrily. Her slippery hot tongue shot between his lips and wickedly probed his mouth. He gave a helpless lusty shiver.
Tom wished to hell the girl would stop. It was almost too much temptation for him. He adored his wife Carol, and she was fantastic in bed, but they’d been married five years now, and his thoughts had started to roam a little. Now and then he thought about making it with other females.
Most of all he thought about very young girls. Maybe he was some kind of pervert, but he really was attracted to teenagers. He had a secret letch for their babysitter, too. Darla was so cute, and she did have a luscious little body.
But letching after her was one thing, and actually making it with her was another. He was a married man, after all. He struggled to work his mouth away from hers, and he tried to ignore the hot pressure of her cunt mound against his cock.
“All right, brat,” he panted, “that’s enough. Save that stuff for boys your own age.”
“But my folks won’t let me date yet,” Darla protested. “It’s so unfair, Tom. I feel horny all the time.”
Oh-oh, Tom thought, a warning light going off in his head.
“Honey, I agree it’s unfair,” he said. “Your parents are very strict. But I can’t help you. I’m married, and I’m way too old for you anyway.”
“But Tom, that’s just it,” Darla cried. “You’ve been around. You could teach inc everything. Please, just get me off. That’s all I want. I’m so horny I could scream.” She pushed her pussy mound hard against his crotch.
Tom felt his cock start to rise, and he struggled to break the girl’s hold around his neck.
“Darla,” he said, “that does it. You make your own bed. I’m leaving.”
But having gone this far, Darla wasn’t about to give up. She felt hornier than ever, now that her body was pressed against the hard hot body of a male. She quickly reached down and cupped the growing bulge at his fly.
“Darla, dammit, stop!” Tom cried.
She paid no attention to his frantic protests. She started squeezing the big lump in his pants, and to her delight it grew. It swelled till it overflowed her hand. It was hard, hot, and throbbing.
“Hey, Tom,” she cried eagerly, “your cock got hard for me!”
“No shit?” he groaned. “Listen, Darla, you’re so young. You don’t know what you’re doing. Sure, I’m turned on, but I can’t make it with you. Forget it.”
“No,” Darla whimpered. “This is silly. Why can’t we get each other off? Nobody will ever know.”
Tom found his will power fading fast. Darla was right — no one would know if they had a little fun together. Carol and the kids were sound asleep. Of course he wouldn’t go all the way with the girl, but they could still have a pretty exciting time. He felt his cock swell to its full dimensions.
“Okay,” he whispered, “we’ll get each other off. But we’ll do it my way, and you have to promise never to tell.”
“Oh, I promise, Tom,” Darla cried, “and I’ll do it any way you want.”
Tom started taking off his clothes, and Darla watched with hot excitement. She was right next to his strong hairy male body, and it aroused her like crazy. She stared at his enormous stiff cock as he removed his shorts.
Then she grasped the hem of her little nightie and quickly pulled it off. Tom gawked hungrily at her small curvy body, taking in her apple-sized firm tits and the faint dark puff of her pussy bush. He could hardly control his lust.
He wanted to throw her down on the couch and fuck her. He imagined how exquisitely tight her virgin cunt would be. But fucking her was out of the question. She was jailbait, and he was a married man. They could do everything short of fucking, he decided, but they weren’t going to take that final step.
“Let me get you off, Tom,” Darla said eagerly. “Do you want me to suck your cock?”
He gawked at her. “Now how in hell did you know about that?” he demanded.
“Some of the older girls at school mentioned it,” she lied.
She wasn’t about to confess that she’d spied on him and Carol.
“Yeah, but do you know how to do it?” he asked.
“No, but that’s the point,” Darla said. “I want you to teach me. Please, Tom, I wanna learn from somebody who knows how it’s done.”
Tom just couldn’t resist. “Okay, honey,” he said, “you get down here.”
He sat on the edge of the couch, with his legs parted, and had the girl kneel between them. Darla didn’t wait for further instructions. Having spied on the grown-ups, she knew what came next. She grasped the thick hairy base of his cock and stuck out her tongue.
“Jesus,” Tom gasped.
The *** seemed to be cock-hungry. She ran her hot little tongue all over his prick, lathering it with her hot saliva. He watched in a lusty daze, and she didn’t miss an inch of the huge blue-veined column.
Thick globs of cream began oozing from his piss hole, and she went for them, spearing them up with the pointed tip of her tongue and gobbling them. It was Darla’s first taste of cock juice, and she loved it. “Mmmmmmmm, yeah, mmmmm!” she gurgled.
Tom gave a lusty shudder and almost came in her face. The scene was turning him on like crazy. Whenever he jacked off, he liked to imagine a cock-starved teenaged girl going down on him, and now it was actually happening. He snorted with excitement as she gobbled up every last drop of his cock juice.
Then she opened her lips as wide as she could and slid them down around his wrist-thick boner. She didn’t get very far before she choked on it. She sighed with frustration, realizing she couldn’t take as much cock as a grown-up lady could. But she’d do her best.
With half his massive prick in her mouth, Darla drew in her cheeks and started to suck. Tom groaned, and his prick throbbed hard on her tongue. She suctioned the hot salty cock juice out of his piss hole and greedily ate it.
“Oh, yeah, honey, terrific,” he groaned. “Shit, I don’t have to teach you a thing.”
Of course that was because she’d already learned by spying. Darla was imitating everything she’d seen the grown-ups doing, and it was working great. Tom shivered, moaned, and fed her glob after glob of hot cock cream.
“Hey, ***,” he finally growled, “you better stop now, or I’m gonna come in your mouth.”
Darla released his spit-soaked prick just long enough to pant, “But I want you to come in my mouth, Tom.”
“Oh, Jesus,” he groaned as she stuffed his prick meat back into the steamy cave of her mouth.
She started sucking very hard and fast on his nearly-bursting cock, and Tom just lost control of himself. Grasping her head, he started fucking her mouth. Darla made a ******* noise, and he drew back a little, but he couldn’t stop his helpless humping.
“Unnnnhhhh, shit, unnngggghhhh!” he groaned.
“Unnnnnhhhh!” Darla gasped.
Suddenly she was taking her first mouthful of jism, and she wasn’t prepared for it. It filled her mouth and made her cheeks swell up so big, she thought they’d burst. Hot come was squirting from the corners of her lips, as she gulped his load.
“Ahhhblih, Jesus, fantastic!” Tom sighed as he slumped back on the couch. “You did great, honey.”
“Thanks, Tom,” Darla said, wiping the last drops of his jism from her lips. “Now could you please get me off?”
“You bet, ***,” he laughed. “You earned it.”
He picked her up easily and positioned her on the couch, her legs bent and spread. He crawled between her thighs and brought his flushed face within an inch of her beautiful virgin pussy. He felt his mouth water.
As his hot moist breath tickled her cuntslit, Darla gurgled with anticipation. She was dying to have a guy go down on her. Then Tom’s big red tongue flashed out and contacted her swollen, pussy gash, and the pleasure was fantastic.
“Ooooooh, eeeeee!” she shrieked.
“Easy, honey, we don’t wanna wake Carol,” Tom warned.
Darla tried to control herself, but it wasn’t easy. She had to put her hand over her mouth because she wasn’t able to stay quiet. Tom’s tonguing just felt too damned good to her. He was whipping every inch of her horny little cunt gash.
Darla still had her doubts about fucking, but she was one hundred percent in favor of cocksucking and pussy-eating. This was incredible fun. She’d loved sucking Tom off, and she loved him tonguing her cunt even more.
“Mmmmmm, Tom,” she gurgled, “I just love it! Don’t stop, please.”
“I won’t stop till I make you come,” he promised.
Tom didn’t want to stop, either. He was a real pussy-eating freak, and he was gorging himself on Darla’s virgin cunt gash. He was wildly aroused to know that he was the very first guy to go down on her. He loved her response, too.
The girl was totally innocent, yet she was responding like a little harlot. She was naturally hot-blooded. Each lash of his tongue made her squeal, shiver and cream. He lapped up her hot tangy pussy cream and drooled all over her cunt slit.
Soon Darla was shaking with excitement. She’d never felt so horny in her young life. This was so much better than playing with herself. Oh, she loved to masturbate, but she’d much rather have a man’s big hot tongue lashing her pussy. She knew she could never get enough of that, not in her whole life.
“Tom,” she sobbed, “I’m going out of my mind. I just have to come.”
“Okay, honey, I can do that for you,” he rasped.
Sure enough, he knew just what to do. Darla was so glad she’d chosen an experienced man for her first sexual experience. He caught her throbbing clit between his lips and started sucking it, and she almost passed out with pleasure.
“Ooooooh, shit, oooooh,” she moaned.
She warned herself not to be too loud. It would be awful if Carol caught them. She covered her mouth and made muffled sounds of ecstasy as Tom sucked faster and faster on her supersensitive clit.
She felt like she could come any time, but she greedily held back, wanting the fantastic pleasure to go on and on. She arched her body and shoved her cunt hard against Tom’s sucking lips, getting all the hot sensation she could.
But the moment came when the horny teen just couldn’t hold out a second longer. She felt a monstrous orgasm bursting from the base of her clit and ripping through her body like thunder. Her petite body convulsed violently.
“Unnnhhhhhh, shit, whaaahhhh!” she howled, smothering the cry just in time.
She splattered sizzling come-cream all over Tom’s face. He cupped her jerking ass and steadied her, sucking hungrily on her exploding clit and drinking up her hot pussy juice. Darla whimpered with the aftershocks of her come.
“Oh, Tom, that was fantastic,” she sighed.
“Good, honey,” he said. “Now I better get to bed.”
But as he rose to his knees, Darla exclaimed, “Oh, gosh, Tom, your cock’s hard again.”
CHAPTER FOUR
Tom reddened. He’d hoped the girl wouldn’t notice that he’d gotten another aching hard-on for her.
“Yeah, while I was going down on you, I got kinda excited,” he muttered.
“Great,” Darla cried. “Now we can fuck!”
“What?” Tom gasped.
“Oh, Tom, you heard me,” she laughed. “Come on, fuck me. I want know what it’s like.”
Tom stared at her. She didn’t seem like the polite, innocent Darla he’d hired to baby sit his kids. All of a sudden she’d become a little sex fiend. He wished he could give her what she wanted, but it was out of the question.
“Forget it, honey,” he sighed. “I’m not gonna do that. Just wait till you get to school this fall. You’ll find plenty of guys who’ll be glad to help you out.”
“But I can’t wait that long,” Darla moaned.
“Come on, Tom, please. I’m so horny!”
“No way, Darla,” he said. “Good night.” He started to get off the couch, and Darla grabbed his cock. She got a good firm grip on it, and he couldn’t go any place. Then she leaned forward, stuck out her tongue, and started licking his prick meat. Tom shivered with pleasure.
“Darla, damn it, stop that!” he groaned.
She didn’t pay any attention. She just kept lashing her hot little tongue around and around the swollen head of his prick. Tom was going out of his mind. He struggled to control himself, but it was a losing battle.
Big thick bubbles of cock cream began oozing from his piss hole, and the girl eagerly lapped them up and ate them. She had a natural talent for giving head, and that didn’t make Tom’s problem any easier. He was snorting and shivering with lust.
He reminded himself that his beautiful wife, the woman he loved, was sleeping just a few yards away. He didn’t want to do anything that might endanger his marriage to Carol. He thought hard about that, and he waited for his cock stand to go away.
It didn’t happen. His cock seemed to have a mind of its own, and it was throbbing lustily while Darla ran her slick tongue over it. His prick was drooling a thick steady river of cream. His balls felt ready to explode.
He thought of how deliciously snug Darla’s teenaged cunt would be. He was positive the girl was a virgin. He groaned as he imagined easing his engorged cock into that tiny velvet-lined tunnel. It just about killed, him to say no, but he summoned up the last shreds of his self-control.
“No, Darla,” he croaked, “forget it.”
Darla’s response was to pop the fat head of his cock into her mouth. She slipped it into the steamy wet cave and started sucking on it like it was candy. Tom groaned and damned near shot his load down her throat.
“All right,” he panted, “you can suck me off again, but that’s all. Then I’m going to bed.”
Darla drew her head back and said, “But I don’t wanna suck you off, Tom. I want you to stick your cock here.”
She flopped onto her back and bent and spread her legs. Tom stared hungrily at her cute pink pussy slit. It was soaked with pearly cream, and at the very center was the tiny, enticing mouth of her virgin cunt. His cock gave a lusty jerk and dripped hot blobs of cream.
“Please, Tom,” she whimpered. “It’s safe. Everybody’s asleep. And I’ll never, never tell. I just want you to fuck me so bad.”
Something snapped in Tom’s mind. He just couldn’t hold out any longer. He couldn’t pass up a chance like this. He’d be kicking himself tomorrow if he turned down this adorable sex hungry teenaged girl. And like she said, nobody would ever know.
“Okay, Darla, you win,” he groaned.
“Oh, terrific!” she squealed. “I can hardly wait to find out what it’s like.”
Tom knelt between her legs. She was so small and slim, he didn’t risk lying down on her. He fisted his hard-throbbing prick and pressed the swollen head against the juicing little mouth of her cunt. Darla shivered with excitement.
“Oh, wow!” she breathed.
This was it, the big moment when she lost her virginity. She was scared, but her curiosity was stronger than her fear. She just had to know how it felt to fuck. All the adult women she’d spied on had loved it so much.
His handsome face was red with horniness, and Tom started easing his stiff cock into her very slowly. Darla felt like she was going to split in half, but she concealed her panic. She didn’t want to act like a baby. Tom might never fuck her again if she made a fuss.
“Unnnhhhh, unnnhhhhh!” she gasped.
Her pussy lips were being spread incredibly wide. She didn’t see how she could possibly take his enormous rock-hard cock. But she gritted her teeth and didn’t make a sound. She was determined not to chicken, out.
Meanwhile Tom was practically shooting his load. Her cunt was even tighter than he’d dreamed, tighter than any other pussy he’d fucked. He moved very slowly, not wanting to hurt her. He wanted her first fuck to be a good one.
“Ahhhhh, Jesus, you’re tight,” he panted. Darla didn’t reply. It was taking everything she had just to keep from moaning. His cock didn’t exactly hurt her, but it was scaring the hell out of her as it slowly but steadily sank deeper into her tiny, untried craft.
She felt so full of cock, she could hardly breathe. She just didn’t understand how those grown-up ladies could take something this big into their cunts. Maybe after they did it a few times, they stretched. Yes, that had to be the answer.
Tom had to stop and catch his breath when he was only halfway into her. This was turning into a bigger job than he’d expected. He glanced at Darla’s face and suddenly realized that the *** was in a panic.
“Honey,” he said, “maybe we better quit. I’m hurting you.”
“No you’re not,” Darla insisted. “Please, Tom, I want you to do it. Don’t stop.”
Tom could tell she was lying. She was scared out of her mind, but she was determined to lose her cherry anyway.
“Okay, honey,” he said hoarsely, “but take some advice. Relax. Relax as much as you can.”
Darla nodded grimly. He started pushing into her again, and she tried relaxing her tight little cunt. To her relief, it helped. If she stayed loose and relaxed, his cock went in easier. She felt him pushing right to her womb.
“There,” he panted, “you got it all now.”
“You mean I’m not a virgin any more?” she asked.
“That’s right,” he grinned.
“When does it start being fun?” Darla wanted to know.
Tom snorted with laughter. “We’ll just see what we can do about that,” he said.
He slid his hands under her hot little ass and drew her up against him so that his cockshaft rubbed her clit. Carol had often told him how much pleasure she got out of that rubbing action. He started fucking the girl in long, slow, deep strokes.
“Ooooooooooh,” Darla squealed, “is this fucking?”
“Yep,” Tom rasped, “this is fucking.”
Darla tried to decide whether she liked it. She was still pretty scared of his big cock, but she enjoyed that in-and-out motion. When his hard cockshaft rubbed over her clit, it felt really nice. She gave a little gurgle and started to cream.
Tom felt that little spurt of sizzling juice around his cock, and he breathed a sigh of relief. The girl was starting to enjoy it. He kept up his slow gentle fucking, even though he wanted to tear into her like a pile driver.
It didn’t really matter what he wanted, not this time. It was Darla’s very first fuck, and he wanted it to be a total success for her. If he did it wrong, if he hurt ar scared her, he could screw up her emotions for good. She might never like or trust men again if he didn’t do his job right.
So he was patient, easing his throbbing cock deep into the hot pulp of her tight little pussy hole, going slowly and giving her time to get used to the sensation. She creamed more and more, and she made little gurgling noises, like she was beginning to enjoy it.
“Mmmmmm, yeah, hey,” she gasped.
“Better?” Tom asked.
“Yeah, I think I might like this,” she answered.
“Mast people do,” Tom chuckled.
He tried speeding up just a little, and Darla took it without panic. Her pretty face was getting flushed, and she was breathing fast. Molten cream oozed around his cock, making his fucking more slick and easy. Yes, she was definitely starting to like it.
Darla could have told him that, if only she’d found the right words. It was hard to describe all the things she was feeling as she took a cock in her cunt for the very first time. There were a whole lot of things she liked about it.
She liked being crammed full of that throbbing column of prickmeat. She liked feeling it move inside her. She really loved it when his stiff cockshaft massaged her swollen cunt. Her joy button was so greedy for pleasure.
His fingers and tongue and lips had felt great on her cunt, and his sawing cock felt just as good. She got a steady buzz of pleasure from it. And the more she enjoyed it, the more she creamed, her little pussy getting slick and wet.
“Oh, yeah, baby, I feel that,” Tom groaned. “You’re getting nice and wet for me.”
Darla gurgled with excitement. When Tom talked to her like that, she felt like a grown-up woman. That was how he’d talked to his wife, the night Darla spied on them. She remembered how wildly excited Carol had been as she fucked Tom’s pistoning prick.
Now Darla was starting to understand that excitement. Her body was responding with a mind of its own. Even though she knew nothing about making love, her body knew what to do. So she just went along with it.
Her pussy was creaming heavily now. Her hips were starting to jerk in time to Tom’s fucking. She found herself reaching out for him and pulling him down on top of her so she could rub her horny body against him.
“Darla, I’m kinda heavy for you,” he groaned.
“No, you’re not,” she panted. “I like it this way. This makes it better.”
It really was a lot better. She loved rubbing her tits against his hair-matted chest. Even more, she loved rubbing her clit harder against his sawing cock. She was getting very hot pleasure from that. Tom caught her excitement and fucked into her harder and faster.
“Too rough for you?” he panted.
“Noooooo,” she squealed, “it feels great. Yeah, I really love that, Tom!”
Tom was finding it hard to restrain himself. His every horny instinct was to fuck into her with all his speed and force, to fuck her brains out. But he knew his patience would pay off. He kept a slow steady pace.
It helped to imagine Darla years from now, a married woman with kids and a nice husband, who still couldn’t forget her first lover. He hoped she’d remember that her first fuck had been fantastic and that she’d always be grateful to him for it.
She was coming along nicely. Her slim hips were jerking to his rhythm, meeting every deep thrust of his cock. She arched up to take his prick, then moaned and creamed as he sank his throbbing cock to her molten depths.
“Unnnhhhhh, yeah, it’s really great now, Tom!” she moaned. “It feels so good.”
“It sure the hell does,” he groaned.
Her cunt was so fantastically tight. It was hot and velvety, slick with cream. He could feel her greedy cuntal walls sucking and tugging at his cockmeat. It all made him want to bellow like a bull and flood her pussy with gallons of jism. But he didn’t want the fun to end, either, and he managed to hold back.
Darla was clawing at his shoulders, nibbling his neck and sticking her tongue in his ear. It was all instinctive, nothing she’d learned. The girl was born for this. She was born lusty, uninhibited, and hot.
Darla didn’t realize any of that. She just knew that she was having more pleasure by the second and that she was really starting to love to fuck. She let her body go, writhing and bucking and creaming.
“Ohhhhh, Tom, do it to me faster now!” she whimpered. “I can take it.”
“Okay, but if it buns, you tell me,” he panted.
He speeded up some more, almost to a regular hard rhythm, and Darla went right along with him, her hips keeping the hot pace. She drenched his jerking cock with scalding cunt juice and clawed deliriously at his broad shoulders.
“Yeah, yeah, I love it,” she gurgled.
Tom loved it, too, but he didn’t know how he could hold back his climax much longer. It was the most exciting fuck he’d ever had. It was like one of his dirty fantasies come true. He was fucking a horny teenaged virgin and making her love it.
“Harder!” Darla whined. “Faster!”
“Don’t wanna hurt you,” Tom babbled.
“You won’t,” she moaned. “Just do it, Tom fuck me as hard as you can.”
That did it for Tom. He didn’t have any mind left. His body took over, and he hammered his prick into her hard, and fast. Their bodies slapped loudly together, and the couch began to shake and creak.
“Unnnnhhhh, shit, yessss,” Darla sobbed. A few minutes ago she wouldn’t have been able to take this heavy pounding, but now she craved it. She wasn’t afraid of his cock any more, she was wild for it. She creamed furiously and jerked her hips hard.
“Fuck it to me, fuck it to meeeee!” she wailed.
“Unnnnhhhh, Jesus, honey, I can’t last much longer,” Tom groaned.
But he knew he’d hold out till he got the job done. He’d see that the frantically horny girl got off. He fucked into her deep and hard, rubbing his stiff cockshaft rapidly over her clit. She stiffened for a second, gasped, and then began to writhe and shake beneath him.
“Ooooooooooh, Tom, it’s happening, I’m cominggggg!” she wailed. “Ohhhhh, yesssss, whaahhhhhh!”
She was howling so loud, he thought she might wake Carol and the kids, so he kissed her to muffle the sounds. Her cunt was having hard, hot spasms around his cock, sucking and squeezing it, and he gave a muffled bellow and started hammering his load into her.
“Unnnhhhh, unnnggghhhh!” he cried.
Darla took her first load of jizz with ecstatic whimpers. She came and came, the hardest climax she’d had so far. When it was finally over, Tom kissed her and rolled off her, reaching for his clothes.
“Okay, brat, you got what you wanted,” he grinned. “I hope you’re not sorry.”
“Oh, wow, no,” Darla gurgled.
She wasn’t at all sorry, and she could hardly wait to do it again.
CHAPTER FIVE
The next night Darla was babysitting for Kim and Bob Warner, and there was only one thing on her mind. Would she get a chance to come on to Bob?
She didn’t feel like a husband-snatcher or anything. She didn’t want to take away anybody’s husband. She just wanted to borrow Bob for an hour.
She waited for the Warners to come back from the movies, and she didn’t even bother to turn on the television set. She was reliving every exciting second of her experience with Tom Carter and getting horny out of her mind.
Darla had to laugh now to think that she’d been afraid of fucking. Now that she’d actually done it, she sure wasn’t scared any more. She could hardly wait to do it again — but that depended on Bob being available and willing.
At last she heard the Warners’ car pulling into the driveway. Her eager pussy was hot as fire, and she’d been creaming heavily as she thought about getting laid again. She smiled as the couple walked in the door.
“Hi,” she chirped, “have a nice time?”
“Yeah, good movie,” Bob said. “How’d it go with the kids? They give you any trouble?”
“Oh, no,” Darla said. “They were good.”
“Fine,” Kim said, yawning. “Well, I guess we all better go to bed. It’s late.”
“Yeah, good night, Darla,” Bob said.
“Good night,” Darla sighed.
She’d been hoping Bob would stay up, but no such luck. He followed Kim down the hall to their bedroom and closed the door. The horny babysitter could have screamed with frustration.
Well, she couldn’t get lucky every night. And even if she couldn’t have fun with Bob, she could spy. She tiptoed down the hall and knelt at the door of the master bedroom. She peeked through the keyhole, hoping for a good show.
Kim was fumbling out of her clothes and yawning. Bob was watching her with frankly lusty eyes. When she was down to her bra and panties, he came up behind her and slipped his arms around her, cupping her tits.
“I could hardly wait to get home and get you into bed,” he rasped.
Kim turned to face him. “Oh, honey, I know you’re horny,” she said gently, “but I’m so tired. Could we wait till tomorrow morning? It’d be a lot better for me then.”
“Yeah, sure, honey,” Bob sighed, releasing her. “I guess I’ll stay up awhile and read.”
“Okay, good night,” Kim said, heading for the bed.
She discarded her bra and panties on the way, not even bothering to pick them up. As she slipped naked into bed, Bob looked ready to groan with frustration. But he didn’t say anything, just walked quietly toward the door.
Darla went racing back to the living room and switched on the TV. She had to pretend she’d been there all the time. The Warners would be furious if they knew she’d been spying on them. A moment later Bob walked into the room.
“Oh, good, Darla, you’re still up,” he said. “I wanted to watch TV, too.”
“I hope it’s okay,” Darla said. “I know Mrs. Warner said to go to bed.”
“Oh, she’s just extra tired tonight for some reason,” Bob said, joining Darla on the couch. “Anything good on?”
Darla glanced at the screen for the first time. It was a late, late sexy movie, like the one she’d been watching at the Carters’ the other night. A young couple were rolling around on a big bed, kissing and pawing each other. They were in their underwear.
“This looks interesting,” Darla grinned. “Yeah, it does,” Bob chuckled. He didn’t notice Darla inching closer to him.
She scooted so close that she could feel the heat of his body. Bob was glued to the tube, watching the screen couple making love. The boy took off the girl’s bra, and Bob began breathing harder. Then the boy started molding and squeezing the girl’s pretty ripe tits.
“Oh, wow, I didn’t know this stuff was on TV,” Bob said.
“Only very late at night,” Darla grinned.
Pretty soon the screen couple took off the rest of their clothes, only the camera was careful not to show everything. The boy rolled on top of the girl, and his ass started knotting and jerking. The girl moaned and clung to him.
“Holy shit!” Bob breathed. “I can’t believe they’re showing this. I mean, those people are actually fucking.”
Then he looked at Darla. She was sitting thigh-to-thigh with him, grinning, and her stiff nipples showed through her bra and T-shirt. Bob slowly turned red.
“Jesus,” he said, “what’s the matter with me? You shouldn’t be watching this stuff. You’re just a ***.”
He jumped up and switched off the set. While he was doing that, Darla discarded her bra and T-shirt and started wriggling out of her jeans. Now was the moment to strike. Bob was horny, his wife was asleep, and Darla was alone with him.
“Sorry about that,” he said.
He turned to look at the babysitter again, and his mouth dropped open. Darla was sitting right where he’d left her, only now she wasn’t wearing anything but a tiny pair of bikini panties. His eyes swept helplessly over her petite nubile body.
“We don’t have to watch a movie to have fun, Bob,” the girl purred.
“Darla, what in hell?” he exclaimed.
Darla grabbed him and pulled him down on the couch. She slid onto his lap and snaked her arms around his peck. He was still in shock when she planted her mouth on his and kissed him, slipping her tongue between his lips.
The big man shuddered and gave a muffled groan as her hot little tongue explored his mouth. Darla wriggled her firm little ass around in his lap and felt his cock start to swell. So far, so good. She just hoped she had the same luck as with Tom.
Gradually Bob collected his wits and tried to pry her arms from around his neck. She wouldn’t budge. He wrenched his mouth away from hers and stared at her. He seemed confused, and that was just the way she wanted him.
“Honey, this isn’t like you,” he said hoarsely. “You’re such a nice little girl.”
“I’m growing up, Bob,” Darla smiled. “I’m not a little *** any more. Haven’t you noticed?