Still she could think of nothing but the fun she could be having with Jim. The Bensons had a ten-year-old daughter who was very meek and obedient, and Cindy had no trouble getting her to bed on time. Then there was nothing to do but sit and feel horny. She was almost tempted to beat off. But even her fingers wouldn't supply the satisfaction she craved. Only a big stiff cock could do that.
She milked and absent-mindedly watched the TV. The hot need in her pussy was almost unbearable. She slipped her hand down to the crotch of her jeans and pressed the swollen, seething flesh of her cunt. Rubbing the puffed lips of her pussy through her jeans and panties, she felt little bursts of pleasant sensation, but not the wild excitement she got from a hard slamming cock.
"Ohhhh, damn it all," she moaned.
Just then, to her total surprise, she heard someone fitting a key into the front door. The Bensons couldn't possibly be back already. They'd said not to expect them until well after midnight. The door opened, and a tall, handsome blond boy of about nineteen walked into the living room. He and Cindy stared at each other.
"Who are you?" she gasped.
"Who are you?" he said.
"I'm Cindy Jones, the babysitter," she said.
"Well, I'm Dan Benson," he said, "and I thought I'd drop home from college and have a quick visit with my folks. Where are they?"
"They went to a party," Cindy said.
"Darn," Dan said, "I guess I should have called and told them I was coming. How late are they gonna be out?"
"They said it would be pretty late," Cindy replied. "Probably after midnight."
"Great, and I have to start driving back first thing in the morning," Dan sighed. "Well, so it goes. Mind if I have a beer and watch TV with you?"
"No, not at all," Cindy smiled. She thought Dan Benson was a really sexy-looking guy.
"You want a beer, too, Cindy?" he asked.
"Sure," she said boldly.
She'd never had a taste of alcohol in her life, but she wanted to seem sophisticated to the handsome college boy. Dan brought the beers, and after just a few swallows, Cindy began to feel the effects. She got light-headed and felt like giggling, and she was feeling hornier than ever. She noticed that Dan kept sneaking glances at her curvy little body, and she was glad she'd worn those skin-tight jeans and jersey.
She was sure she'd get a response if she came on to him and after thinking a moment she sighed and said, "Boy, this bra is just killing me. I hope you won't be embarrassed if I take it off."
"Hell, no," Dan grinned. "In fact I'd be glad to take it off for you."
He was plainly feeling the effects of the beer, too. His eyes were hot and glazed as they swept over Cindy's slim but curvy body. She grinned, turned her back to him, and pulled up her jersey. She quivered with excitement as she felt Dan working on the catch of her bra. He got it undone and Cindy let her bra slide off down her arms. Turning back to Dan, she tugged her shirt down over her naked tits.
"Hey, no fair," he grinned, "don't I get to see?"
He grabbed her shirt and started pushing it up. Cindy giggled and put up a brief but feeble struggle, allowing him to push her shirt up around her neck. Hungrily he ogled her firm grapefruit size tits and little red nipples. Glancing at the crotch of his jeans, Cindy saw it swell into a big hard bulge.
"Let me just touch your tits a little, okay?" he said hoarsely.
"Well, all right," Cindy said, "but that's all you get to do."
"Sure," Dan said, reaching for her tits.
Of course she intended to let him do a lot more than that, but she liked playing a teasing game with him. As his hot hands closed over her tits, she sighed and slumped back against the couch. Dan eagerly molded and squeezed the hot silky flesh, and Cindy felt her tits swelling up with arousal. The nipples went rigid, poking stiffly against Dan's palms.
Dan moaned and dipped his head down to kiss all over her hot swollen tits, and Cindy felt her aroused pussy gush a big steaming flood of juice into the crotch of her panties. He snaked out his tongue and lashed at her erect throbbing nipples and hot jolts of pleasure streaked right down to her swelling cunt. She could barely keep from moaning.
"Jesus, you've got great tits," Dan panted. "I'd sure like to see the rest of you."
"Dan, behave yourself," Cindy giggled.
"Aw, come on," he coaxed. "Just let me look. Looking can't hurt anything." He grabbed the zipper of her jeans, but Cindy seized his hand and held it.
"Only on one condition," she said.
"Sure, anything," Dan said.
"I get to see you, too," Cindy grinned.
"Hey, no problem," he said. "I'll undress you, and then you undress me."
Without waiting for an answer, he tugged open her zipper and started pulling off her skin-tight jeans. Cindy lifted her small round ass to make it easier for him, and she pulled off her rumpled jersey. Dan got her jeans off and quickly went for her panties, whisking them off and dropping them on the floor. He gawked lustily at her small triangle of golden bush fur.
"Nice," he breathed. "Real nice!"
He reached out to touch her curly little muff, but Cindy said, "Uh uh. You said you were just gonna look and now it's my turn to undress you."
Reluctantly Dan drew his hand back. Cindy pulled off his t-shirt, then slid off the couch and removed his shoes and socks. As she reached for his fly, she saw that that obscene hard bulge was still there. Eagerly she got his zipper down and tugged off his pants. The crotch of his jockey shorts was hugely tented.
Carefully Cindy eased the elastic waistband of his shorts down over his swollen cock. She shivered with anticipation when she saw six inches of thick blue-veined meat that hugged his belly in a fierce hard-on. She ogled the wiry golden hairs at the base of his cock and his fur-thatched bloated balls. She tugged his shorts all the way off and tossed them on the floor.
"Why, Dan, you naughty thing," she grinned. "You've got a hard-on."
"No shit," he moaned. "Come on, Cindy, let's just touch each other a little, okay? I'm so damned horny."
Cindy didn't see how touching was going to solve his problem, but she slipped back onto the couch and stretched out. Dan lay facing her, running his hands eagerly over her sleek warm body. She ran her fingers playfully through the golden hair mat of his chest, and she felt his cock give a horny lurch against her thigh. It left a blob of hot sticky juice.
Dan slipped his hand over her springy muff and gave it a squeeze, stimulating her, pussy. Cindy sighed and opened her thighs just enough to admit his hand. Quickly he slipped it between her legs and touched the scalding wet flesh of her pussy. As he caressed the swollen lips of her cunt, she shivered and moaned.
"Mmmmmmm, that feels nice," she sighed.
"I could make it feel even better," Dan said eagerly. "And you could do something for me, too. Did you ever sixty-nine?"
"No," said Cindy, "what's that?"
"It's a way we can both eat each other at the same time," he grinned. "Here, I'll show you what to do."
Cindy followed his instructions and found herself crouching over him backwards, her wet pink pussy just above his face, and her head right over his stiff-standing cock. Now she got the idea, and she thought it was terrific. Eagerly she wrapped her fingers around the thick hairy base of Dan's cock and started to pump the hot throbbing meat.
"Yeah, that's it," Dan panted, "and it'd be great if you used your tongue, too."
Cindy already had that in mind. She saw fat bubbles of juice oozing from his piss-hole, and she stuck out her small pink tongue and lapped up the salty stuff as fast as it appeared. She savored it, then swallowed it greedily. She felt Dan's hot breath fanning her pussy, and then suddenly he was licking her from stem to stern, running his big juicy tongue from her clit right down to her asshole.