Babysitter

Herbert Vancross stepped away from his wife, looked furtively around, then slid out the front door. He listened to the sounds of the party behind him. He heard music, the murmur of voices, and a woman's laughter. What he didn't hear was his wife's harpy voice calling his name. He hurried to their Volvo station wagon, slammed the door and turned down the wooded drive toward home.

Ellen Vancross watched her husband from the corner of her eye. Mitch suddenly appeared at her side. His hand slid into her's, and with a laugh he led her upstairs to his bedroom. Several people watched the intrigue and shook their heads knowingly. How could the Vancrosses not know what was going on when everyone else in Coldwater did?


Herbert Vancross stepped away from his wife, looked furtively around, then slid out the front door. He listened to the sounds of the party behind him. He heard music, the murmur of voices, and a woman's laughter. What he didn't hear was his wife's harpy voice calling his name. He hurried to their Volvo station wagon, slammed the door and turned down the wooded drive toward home.

Ellen Vancross watched her husband from the corner of her eye. Mitch suddenly appeared at her side. His hand slid into her's, and with a laugh he led her upstairs to his bedroom. Several people watched the intrigue and shook their heads knowingly. How could the Vancrosses not know what was going on when everyone else in Coldwater did?


Herbert arrived at his home and noticed that most of the lights were out and all was quiet. He smiled, filled his mouth with a puff of breath freshener, then put the key in the lock. He found Gloria sitting in a padded chair in the living room. She sat as regal as a queen, as undisturbed by his appearance as a ghost at a seance. She sat blinking at him while he strode across the room and sat on the couch across from her. His eyes went to her open dress and sexy legs. She wore dark stocking... and black underwear he noticed.

"Got bored with the party?" she asked in a casually voice.

"Got bored with the company. She's still there. By the time I go back, she will be drunk as hell and won't remember a thing."


Gloria calmly began unbuttoning her dress. She opened it and paused, looking at his greedy expression.

"You said I would get an extra 100 dollars," she reminded him. He nodded quickly, his eyes fixed on her near nudity. Her dress now lay completely open, draped at her sides. She wore tiny black panties and a lacey bra. As he watched she slid her fingers into the cup of her bra and pulled it down to reveal her nipples. Herbert moaned and leaned forward for a better look. Belatedly he remembered the kids. He glanced at the stairs to make sure they were asleep.

"They've been asleep for an hour," she said as she turned and draped her legs over the side of the chair. He rushed forward and knelt by the chair. Her legs were so sexy. He ran his hands over her stocking covered legs lovingly, then glanced at her face for permission. She gave a slight nod and he reached out and grabbed the crotch of her panties and pushed it aside.


His shaking hands touched her lightly haired pussy. He cupped his fingers over the warm skin of her pussy lips. Surrendering to his passion, he extended his tongue and slid it inside her. She moaned and bit her lip. He eagerly slid his tongue completely up inside her vagina, then sucked lightly with his tongue fully extended. It was too early to get much juice, but he enjoyed the little bit which filled his lips.

"You have such a sweet little pussy," he said breathlessly.

"Shut up and eat me," she commanded. Herbert inhaled the rich aroma of her pussy as if it were an expensive perfume. Then her pursed his lips and pressed them against her pussy. She withered and rolled as his eager mouth and agile tongue invaded her body. She threw her sexy legs wide and eagerly pressed her pussy against the old man's lips. She had been slightly revolted at the prospect of fucking the old man, but she needed the money badly and would do anything for it. Luckily, her passion now made it easier to give in to the old man than it had been previously. But she knew she would be revolted when it was over. Still, he was an expert at eating pussy, much better than the boys her own age. She decided it was time to try her own hand at cunninglus. She pushed him away and swung her feet to the floor.


He moved to stand in front of her with an eager expression on his face. She took his cock in her hand and stroked it a few times gathering her nerve. Suddenly she took a deep breath and bent forward. It was somehow less repulsive when his long, throbbing cock filled her mouth. She sucked experimentally, then began sucking in earnest when she realized that the long, brutal dick would soon be splitting the delicate petals of her pussy. She felt a thrill of excitement as she mentally visualized the huge cock filling her cunt. He might be old, but he was well-hung. Would he be too big for an 18 year old girl?

There was only one way to find out.

"Fuck me," she said, taking his cock out of her mouth and stroking it.

Herbert grabbed up their clothes and pulled her up the stairs to his bedroom. Once inside he locked the door and removed his pants. She pushed off her thong and stood waiting.

Herbert sat on the edge of the bed and beckoned her forward. He positioned her on the floor beside the bed and pulled her legs up on each side of him.


Waiting expectantly with her ass resting on the edge of the bed, Gloria did not expect the massive end of his cock as it slid down inside her. She squealed in pain and delight. More and more of his cock slid down inside her until she was full. She could take no more. He sensed this and stopped with his hand around the base of his cock to prevent it from going farther and hurting her.

"Fuck me," Gloria hissed. He began pumping his cock down into her gaping pussy. She whined and humped her pussy against him. Even in such a weird position, she felt the thrilling excitement filling her ass, abdomen and flowing down to her breasts. Gasping for breath, she twisted and tortured her own tits. She felt herself sliding down and grabbed for the edge of the bed. Herbert pulled her up and slammed his massive cock down into her several more times until the force of his attack made her slide down again. Rolling he off impatiently, Herbert walked across the bed on his knees and lay on his back. He looked at her, waiting, until she hurried across the bed and sank down on his immense fleshy pole.


"Oh fuck!" Gloria yelled as she forced more and more of his long, pulsing piece of meat up inside her. She turned and bounced until she found her ass resting on his pelvis. She had all of his huge cock inside her now. It hurt, but felt wonderful. She tingled all over. The heat from her pussy was horrifying in it's intensity. Slowly she began riding up and down on his dick. He held her ass in his hands, mashing the sweet white cheeks and regulating her movements. She soon found that it felt wonderful to simply slide forward and back. His huge cock churned inside her like a churn in butter. Her velvety soft pussy lips were stretched around his inhuman prong. She suppressed a squeal of delight as the fire of her orgasm began raging in her sweet loins.

Gloria had no sense of time or space. She didn't know where she was or when. She only knew that a huge dick was filling her pussy and she was about to explode. She rode harder. Herbert grabbed at her ass and slid a thumb inside her asshole. She cried out again, throwing her head back and jerking wildly above him. He slid his finger in and out of her ass in time with her slide. He was well aware of the heat in her shapely ass. He could also feel his cock through the thin membrane between her pussy and ass. Lastly, he felt the fire boiling in his balls, then the explosive orgasm which set off a similar orgasm in Gloria's loins. They cried and moaned. Gloria jerked like a cowboy on a bucking bull. Herbert took her slender waist in his hands and mashed her ass down on his spasming cock. He felt jets of hot sperm filling her young pussy. Belatedly he realized he should have pulled out at the last moment. But it was too late now. In several more minutes they both collapsed on the bed like rag dolls. Gloria was the first to sit up. She wrinkled her nose as the smell of her asshole on his hand. She pushed his hand away and lay looking at his face, which was once again old and wrinkled.

"You need to get dressed and get back to the party," she reminded Herbert as he was about to drift off to sleep. He took the time to wash thoroughly, before redressing and striding toward the door.

"My money," she demanded with her hand out. He counted out the bills, then disappeared down the stairs. She counted the money and tossed it into the air with a squeal of laughter. Not only did she get fucked, she got paid for it. She was going to like babysitting for the Vancrosses.