"Well," Jim said, "since you like having me go down on you, maybe you'd dig going down on me."
"How do you do that?" Tracy said.
"Easy," leered. "You just lick and suck my cock."
It sounded like fun. Tracy cooperated eagerly as Jim sat up and had her kneel beside him. His long thick cock was still semi-hard, not quite recovered from the stiff fucking he'd given Amy. Tracy dipped her face into his lap and started licking his prick. It was fun to lick, hot and silky-skinned and heavily throbbing. There was a faint salty taste that she enjoyed.
"Mmmmmmmmmmmmm," she murmured, "mmmmmm."
"You like licking my cock?" Jim grinned.
"I sure do," she said eagerly.
"Good girl," he panted. "You lick it all over, get it good and wet, and then you can suck it."
Tracy obeyed, hungrily lashing his big long prick with her hot little tongue. She started at the hairy base and slowly worked his way up to the dark rubbery head, covering every inch of his dick with her spit. Jim leaned back against the couch with a blissful grin, savoring the sensation of slick warm meat lashing his prick. At last she reached the head of his cock and began swirling her tongue around it.
"Ahhhhh, yeah, baby," Jim panted, "get ready to suck. I'm gonna give you a mouthful of good hard cock."
That suggestion really excited Tracy. Without waiting for further instructions, she seized his hot throbbing cock and popped the fat purple head into her mouth. She gave a strong greedy suck and took in almost all his seven-inch prick. His thick meat filled her mouth, stretching her lips almost to bursting, but she found it hotly exciting to be sucking his cock.
"Go baby," Jim whined, "suck my prick good and hard."
Tracy drew in her cheeks and started sucking. Right away she knew that cock sucking was something she really got off on. She liked having that smooth throbbing prick on her tongue. She could feel it jerking and pulsating as she sucked it greedily. Jim gasped and moaned with pleasure as her scorching wet mouth sheathed and sucked at his prick.
"You got it, honey," he panted. "You're gonna be a great little cock sucker. Yeah, great, just keep sucking HARD!"
Tracy's head bobbed furiously up and down as she hungrily sucked his prick. In only a few seconds his cock started to grow in her mouth. She felt her lips almost painfully stretched by the thickening base, and then the huge knobby head of his prick was pushing into her throat. His cock mushroomed into fullness, getting bloated and rigid and red-hot.
"Ummmmmmm!" Tracy moaned.
His cock was almost choking her, but she was hotly excited to feel the enormous shaft stuffing her mouth and throat. Jim drew back a little so as not to gag her and his thick hot prick juice started dripping onto her taste buds. She salivated heavily. She liked the strong salty taste of his juice. She savored it a moment, then gulped it greedily. She was sorry when he suddenly jerked his rigid prick out of her mouth. It snapped loudly against his belly, rigid and gleaming with her spit.
"Jesus," he panted, "I almost came. You sucked me good, honey. But now I wanta fuck that tight little pussy of yours."
He started to ease her onto her back, but Tracy said, "Wait, Jim, let's do it the other way like you were doing to…" She stopped short blushing hotly.
Jim stared at her a moment, then grinned wickedly. "You little devil," he lauuged. "You were spying when I fucked Amy, weren't you?"
"Yes," Tracy admitted. "I'm sorry."
"Don't be," he said. "Did you get off on it?"
"Oh, wow, yes!" Tracy sighed. "I had to come back here and play with myself, I got so horny."
"Well, I'll take care of that right now," he leered. "Roll over, baby."
Shivering with lusty excitement, Tracy rolled onto her hands and knees and poked her saucy little ass up in the air, just the way she'd seen Amy do it. Jim's hot sweaty hands grasped her hips, and then she felt her pussy lips hugely stretched by his massive hard cock-head. He shoved into her hard, thoroughly stuffing her hungry little cunt and pushing to her womb in one powerful lunge.
"Oh-h-h-h-h," Tracy moaned. "Yes, Jim, shove that big cock all the way into meeeee."
"Awwwww, Jesus!" Jim groaned.
Her teenage pussy was just as tight and hot and juicy as he'd remembered it, and he started fucking her without restraint, ramming his rock-hard prick roughly up and down in the searing wet pulp of her twat. Tracy responded with hungry jerks of her hips, impaling her thirsty little box on the thick spike of his dick. She creamed huge flood of juice, and his reaming cock made an obscene slurping and sucking noise.
"Good for you, honey?" Jim panted. "You dig the way I'm fucking you?"
"Ohhhhh, shit, yes," Tracy moaned. "I love to fuck, Jim. I don't think I'll ever get enough."
He believed her. He'd never seen anything like this fuck-crazy little girl. He knew that one man would never be enough for her, that his wouldn't be the only swollen hard cock pounding in her deliciously tight pussy. It didn't matter. He'd enjoy her while he had her – and enjoy he did.
CHAPTER FIVE
Tracy couldn't believe her eyes when she reported for her next babysitting job – a teenage boy who still needed a sitter? The family's name was Dixon, and their son was actually taller than Tracy. She tried to keep a straight-face as Mrs. Dixon explained what her duties would be.
"Donald is allowed one small snack after dinner," Mrs. Dixon said. "See that he does his homework and that he goes to bed by ten. No TV unless he finishes his homework. Is all that clear, Tracy?"
"Yes, ma'am," Tracy said solemnly. "Have a nice evening. When can I expect you home?"
"We're going to the open," Mr. Dixon sighed, "and that's five hours at the least. Don't expect us back till after midnight."
The Dixons left, and Tracy turned to get a better look at their son Donald. He was a tall, lanky kid with dark brown hair, and he might have been good-looking if he hadn't been wearing thick horn-rimmed glasses. Right now he looked mortified, blushing hotly as Tracy scrutinized him.
"Don't say it," he moaned.
"Say what?" Tracy asked.
"Aw, you know," Donald sighed. "Why a guy my age has to have a babysitter. It sure as hell wasn't my idea. My folks insisted on it."
"But why?" Tracy said. "You're plenty old enough to stay by yourself."
"I know that, but they don't," Donald said miserably. "See, I'm an only child, and they didn't have me till they were pretty old, and I guess they're just super uptight about me."
"What a bummer," Tracy said.
"You're telling me," he sighed. "Just promise me something, okay? Don't tell any of the kids at school about this."
"Sure," Tracy said.
She was beginning to feel sorry for Donald. She was also getting some pretty interesting ideas about how they could spend the evening. His parents might think he was just a little kid, but that lean lanky body belonged to a man. And Tracy was feeling horny as usual. She hadn't been laid in several days. Here was a chance to do something about it.
She walked over to Donald and stopped within a foot of him. "Do you think I'm pretty, Donald?" she asked.
"Wow, I sure do, Tracy," he said eagerly. "But do me a favor, okay, and call me Don?"
"Sure, Don," Tracy purred. "And you can do me a favor and take off your glasses. I think you'd look, much neater without them."
Don instantly whipped off his glasses and, sure enough, he was a really nice-looking boy. Tracy's interest increased. Considering his over-protective parents, it was likely that he'd never had anything to do with girls. That could be a drag but it was nothing Tracy couldn't handle.
"Have you ever been out with a girl, Don?" she said.
"Are you kidding?" he sighed. "My folks say I have to wait till I'm eighteen before I can even date."
"What a pisser," Tracy said. "It must be awful hard for you to wait."