"Hi, Tracy," Jim said, "how did it go?"
"Just fine, Mr. Nelson," Tracy purred. "The kids were no trouble at all."
"That's easy for you to say," Amy yawned. "You're not with the little hellions every day. Listen Jim, will you pay Tracy and take her home? I'm so sleepy, I think I'll just flop."
"Sure, honey," Jim said. "Come on, Tracy, let's go."
Tracy said a polite goodnight to Mrs. Nelson and went out to the car shivering with lusty anticipation. Her plan had to work, it just had to! Her pussy was all hot and swollen from hours of fantasizing about Jim Nelson's and his huge cock. She'd played with herself as she thought about him, coming several times, but it hadn't been enough to satisfy the raging need in her hot little cunt.
In the car she sat as closes she could without actually touching him. She could smell the musky fragrance of her creaming pussy, and she wondered if he could smell it too. She knew he liked the smell – he'd gobbled Amy's pussy like it was candy. If only she could get him to do that to her! But most of all she wanted him to fuck her. She just had to know what it was like.
"You're a damned good sitter, Tracy," Jim said as they drove. "I'm glad we found you."
"Thank you, Mr. Nelson," Tracy said. "I'm glad, too. I'm very fond of you."
"We're fond of you, too, honey," he said.
That was all very nice, but it wasn't getting her any closer to her goal. He was just going to go on being affectionate in a fatherly way if she didn't make some kind of move. As they rounded a sharp corner, an inspiration came to her. She squeaked and fell against him, one swollen bra-less tit rubbing his arm. She stayed there as they completed the turn, clutching his thigh as if to keep her balance.
"Oh, gosh, sorry," she cried.
Jim flashed her a quick grin. "That's all right," he said. I don't mind being grabbed by a pretty girl.
Tracy gathered her nerve and slipped her hand right onto his crotch. They were driving straight again, but she didn't move away from him. Through the cloth of his pants she could feel his hot pulsating cock meat. She squeezed and suddenly the soft lump mushroomed into a big hard bulge. Jim moaned and quickly pulled over to the side of the road, leaving the motor running.
"Little girl," he said hoarsely, "what in hell do you think you're doing?"
"Just what it feels like," Tracy said softly. "I think you're so sexy, Jim. Couldn't we make out a little?"
Jim Nelson swallowed hard. He'd had the hots for their sexy teenage babysitter ever since he first saw her. His mind raced. He knew Amy, knew she'd be sound asleep for the rest of the night. She wouldn't notice how late he got in. His cock strained against Tracy's gentle squeezing hand, bloated and aching.
"Sure, honey," he said. "Just let me find a better place to park."
Tracy quivered with excitement. She kept her hand on Jim's hard bulging fly as he drove on and found a rarely used side road. He parked under the shelter of some trees and turned off the engine. Breathing harshly, he swept Tracy into his arms and kissed her hungrily, stuffing his big wet tongue into her mouth. She felt her hotly aroused cunt gush more thick steamy juice that soaked the crotch of her panties.
As Jim kissed her, he eased his hands under her jersey. She felt him quiver lustily when he discovered she wasn't wearing a bra. His hands, hot and slightly moist, closed over the firm globes of her tits. They made a large handful against his palms. He squeezed the silky flesh, and Tracy felt dizzying pleasure, just like when Freddie played with her tits, only more exciting.
"So you think I'm sexy, huh?" Jim grinned.
"I sure do," Tracy said earnestly. "I've always thought so, Jim. Do you think I'm sexy at all?"
"Oh, baby," Jim moaned, "do you have to ask? I shouldn't be doing this, you know. I'm a very happily married guy. But I just couldn't resist."
To set his mind at ease, Tracy said, "Don't worry, Jim. I'll never tell anybody about this. I like Mrs. Nelson, and I wouldn't hurt her for the world. So let's just forget about all that and get it on, okay?"
Jim was too excited to reply. He pushed Tracy's jersey up out of the way so be could see her naked tits. They were gorgeous, even bigger than his wife's tits. The nipples especially aroused him – large soft cones of light pink flesh. He ran his thumbs back and forth over her nipples, and Tracy shivered with pleasure. He watched her nipples responding to his touch, growing long and stiff and heavily throbbing.
"Mmmmmmmmm, Jim, that feels so nice," Tracy sighed.
"You like it when I play with your tits?" he said eagerly.
"Ohhhhbh, wow, yes," Tracy moaned.
"Then I bet you'll like this," he leered.
He dipped his head, snaked out his tongue, and stoned lashing her nipples. Tracy gave a shrill squeal of pleasure. Freddie had never used his mouth or tongue on her tits, and she was surprised how exciting it felt. She helplessly creamed again. The crotch of her panties was soaked with the scalding juice.
"Oh-h-h-h-h-h, yessssss," Tracy moaned. "Lick my tits, Jim. It feels great."
Jim tongue-lashed her rigid throbbing nipples, getting more crazily aroused by the second. When Tracy first suggested that they park and make out.
He'd planned on just a little minor fun, but now he was wondering if he could hold himself in check. He'd never been unfaithful to Amy before, and he valued his marriage, but Tracy was a powerful temptation. She was sexy as hell and very willing and only a kid. It would be pretty damned hard to pass up a chance like this.
He clamped his mouth onto her left nipple and sucked the whole thing inside. He sucked it roughly, bathing it with his boiling spit, and Tracy moaned hoarsely.
"Ah-h-h-h-h, suck my tit, yessssss!" she gasped.
She jut hadn't realized how sensitive her tits were, what an incredible source of pleasure. She realized now that Freddie's efforts had been clumsy and amateurish. It was fun when Freddie played with her tits but when as expert like Jim did it, it was sheer ecstasy. He sucked one nipple, then the other, drawing them out like elastic in his mouth.
Jim could tell from the girl's shrill cries and helpless shivering that she was going out of her mind with horny need. That made him even more excited. He'd always thought of Tracy as forbidden fruit, way too young and definitely off limits for a married man. Now he realized that he could have her. He could fuck that deliciously tight teenage pussy. His rigid cock strained in the confinement of his pants.
He decided to buy time, so he could think. "Wait me to play with your pussy, too, honey?" he said hoarsely.
"Mmmmmm, I'd love that, Jim." Tracy sighed. "Okay, just let me get your clothes off," he said.
She put up no resistance as he tugged off her jeans and panties. In the bright moonlight that filtered through the trees, he could see her excitingly large golden muff. He petted the curly triangle, and Tracy squirmed with horniness. He slid his hand between her thighs and cupped her naked pussy. Now there was no doubt in his mind that the girl was agonizingly horny. Her slit was tautly swollen, scalding hot, and dripping with pussy juice.
He fingered out the pea-size lump of her clit. It was already erect and hotly throbbing. He touched a fingertip to the moist button and began to rub. Tracy almost rose right out of the seat. She gasped, moaned, and creamed all over his hand.
"Aaaahhhh, YES!" she cried. "Oooooo, yeah, frig my clit Jim! I just love that!"
It was the first time any guy had touched her below the waist. She hadn't expected it to feel any different than when she played with herself, but it was somehow a lot more exciting. Jim knew jut what to do. He pressed his fingertip firmly against her clit and rubbed in a swirling, grinding motion, arousing hell out of her. She couldn't stop creaming and writhing. Pleasure ripped through her belly.
"Mmmmmmmm. Shit. Yes!" she gasped. "Frig me!"
Her naughty words excited Jim even more. His cock felt ready to explode. He felt his prick-head leaking big hot globs of juice, his balls swollen to bursting. If this horny little kid wanted it so much why not give it to her and do both of them a favor? Amy would never know. Shivering with lusty need, he rubbed his juice soaked finger faster and harder on Tracy's red-hot little clit.