Thomas Trent

Spanked babysitter

CHAPTER ONE

Vicki lay back on the couch with her legs spread wide apart. Her pink bikini panties were all the way off one leg, and around the ankle of the other. Her fingers busily slid up and down her tingling cunt as she gazed at the fuck book she had found. She panted in enjoyment as her pussy creamed its slippery juices. The pleasure was doubled in her mind because she was obscenely frigging her open cunt on the living room couch of an almost total stranger.

Upon getting home from school that afternoon, a friend of a friend had called and asked her to baby-sit for him. Mr. Parker, the friend of a friend, had sought out Vicki because he had heard of her excellent baby-sitting reputation. Of course, Vicki had told him that she would be glad to baby-sit and pick up a few extra bucks. The man said he would pick her up at six o'clock.

For the occasion, Vicki had wore a pink dress that draped over her left shoulder and slanted below her right armpit. The right shoulder was bare, smooth and soft. She wore no stockings. Her sleek, tanned legs needed nothing on them. No bra was needed over her small tits. On her feet, she wore white high heels. They were slip-ons that left her toes and most of the rest of her foot bare.

After explaining the layout of the house, Mr. Parker left to go on a date. His young daughter, Stephanie, stayed with Vicki. Following directions, Vicki put Stephanie to bed at eight o'clock. Having the house to herself, Vicki began to breathe faster. It was time to do some snooping around.

It hadn't taken her long to find Mr. Parker's stash of porn books and magazines. She looked through the photographic assortment of swollen cocks and cunts, fucking in very position imaginable. Her own cunt had begun to swell and seep its hot liquid. Seeing the pictures of pricks spurting thick cum on cunts, faces, assholes, and everywhere else had turned her on.

Choosing the best of the bunch, she had taken it back into the living room. Reclining on the couch, she threw one leg over the back of the sofa and put one foot on the floor. Her dress slid up her thighs. Her cunt burned as she imagined the big cocks in the magazine spurting cum into her mouth. Slowly, her hand had worked its way under her dress. It slid sensuously over her tender inner thighs. She began lightly rubbing her swelling cunt-lips through her panties. She could feel the wetness oozing out of her pink fuck-hole. The waves of pleasure raced through her young body.

She stared hard at a picture of a smiling girl whose cum-dripping lips were a fraction of an inch away from a creaming cockhead. She could no longer hold back. She had swiftly pulled down her panties and begun frigging her cunt in earnest. Now she was oblivious to her surroundings. Vicki was floating in a sea of unfulfilled lust as she imagined it was her lips which were dripping cum. Her fingers slid up and down her smooth cunt slit as she looked, panting with desire.

One finger rubbed down to her cunthole, where it began massaging around the sensitive flesh. Swirling around the slick rim, her finger began spiraling inside. She gasped as her tight cunt was opened up by her finger. Her finger worked slowly back and forth, picking up the slippery cream. Half of the finger worked into her cunt before she withdrew it and rubbed back up her pussy slit.

The young girl's clit began swelling until it peeked out from its hood, throbbing in heat. As her finger touched it, her slender body twitched. She thrust her cunt against her hand.

Her smooth legs were now fully spread, but her cunt was so tight and fresh that it hardly gaped open. Her pussy slit was wet and pink, and her swelling cunt-lips pressed against her finger as she slid it up and down.

She stopped rubbing her cunt and began turning the pages of the magazine. Her head swam with excitement as she peered at the horny fuck photos. One sequence of pictures caught her attention. They showed a woman being fucked missionary style, with her legs thrown over the man's shoulders. While this was not so unusual, the size of the cock fucking the whore's cunt was. It seemed to be a foot long and as big around as a man's wrist. The woman's head was thrown back. Her face was pulled back in a grimace of intense pleasure. Her legs were thrown high. Her cunt was stretched to the very limit. The monstrous bulb of a cockhead was shown as it penetrated the woman's cunt, stretching her pussy-lips far apart. Several more photos followed, each showing more thick cock pushed into the woman's cunt. Finally, the last shot showed that the woman's fuck-hole had taken it all. The woman's face was red with exertion, and her cream dripped out of her swollen pussy. Even her asshole was stretched. Vicki almost fainted at the sight.

Frantic with lust, Vicki began looking around for something, anything, that would fit in her pussy. She wanted to fuck herself so badly. She was filled with the need for prick, but didn't know how to get any. But for the time being, she had to satisfy herself any way she could. Her gaze landed on a set of candles on the dining-room table.

With a tiny moan of excitement, she kicked her panties all the way off, leaped off the couch, and rushed to get the candle. As she snatched it up, she mentally measured it. She thought it would be just right for her little cunt. It was about five inches long and three-quarters of an inch wide. Lightly scented, it was a pink color that reminded her of the pricks in the magazine. She hurried back to the couch. Her lust was about to overwhelm her brain.

The horny girl threw herself down onto the couch on her left side. Now she could lay the fuck book down and look at it while she slid the candle up her pussy. She raised one leg and flipped her dress up and out of the way. Laying the magazine open, she stared at the big cock and the woman's stretched cunt. She dreamed that the big prick was splitting her own young pussy-lips apart as she pressed the candle tip against her virgin fuck-hole. She had her right hand behind her, between her asscheeks. She held onto the candle from behind as she pushed it against her cunt.

As she closely looked at the fuck pictures, she began pressing the candle tip against her tight cunthole. She gently slipped it up and down her cunt-slit to get some lube on it, then centered it back against her pussy. She inhaled and began pushing the candle inside. She gasped as her cunt began opening, filling her pussy with intense pleasure. Pulling the candle back, she felt her cunt closing back up. Reversing the candle's direction, she once again began to work it into her cunt. Her fuck-hole stretched wider as she moaned in desire.

As more lube was smeared on the candle, Vicki kept working it back and forth. It slowly slipped an inch deeper each time. The girl's head leaned back and her lips parted as she moaned in joy. The candle steadily worked deeper, stretching her wet fuck-hole more and more. Her eyes closed as she imagined the stud in the fuck book plunging his big cock up her cunt.

With her left hand, she spread her swollen cunt-lips. She separated them to let the candle slip in between them a little easier. With a little less friction, more of the slick candle slipped up her pussy.

She moaned, "Oooohhh, ooohh, ohhh! Oh, yeah, baby, do it to me! Fuck me, oh, yeahhh!"

Waves of good feeling overran her young body. She breathed deeper. Her hips began thrusting as her cunt began working itself down the candle. Her tight cunt muscles began clamping down around the candle. Her pussy squeezed, then let go, and then squeezed around the candle again. She relaxed her pussy as the candle drove in, then clamped down around it as it slipped back for the next thrust. All the while, her pretty ass was moving on the couch.

Meanwhile, Mr. Parker had returned to the house earlier than Vicki expected. Hoping all was according to plan, he quietly snuck inside. He let himself in by the kitchen door, being careful not to make enough noise to wake little Stephanie. He grinned in anticipation, praying that what he'd heard about the baby-sitter was true.

Noticing the silence, he crept out of the kitchen to find Vicki. Seeing a light, he tiptoed down the hall and peeked around the corner into the living room. His cock sprang to attention and he almost creamed right there. His ploy had worked.

There was that fine young baby-sitter, with her dress up and her smooth legs spread. One of his candles was sliding into the girl's cunt, to her obvious delight. On the couch was one of his own fuck books, which he had purposely left out in the hopes that she would find them. The things his friends had told him were true. The girl liked fuck books. He wondered if she wanted to get fucked by the real thing. His cock pulsed as he watched the young girl fuck herself with the candle.

Unaware of her audience, Vicki kept pistoning the candle into her cunt. She held her tight pussy-lips apart as the candle slipped and slid. When the whole thing had been worked inside, she began frigging her clit at the same time.

Her left hand massaged her clit. It circled around her tender pink cunt flesh, then rubbed back and forth across the sensitive nub. After gently gliding down her pussy slit, her fingers slid back up to her clit. She pinched it lightly between her fingers and thumb. She twisted her clit back and forth, then rubbed around and across it. Her back arched in pleasure, and her hips uncontrollably gyrated. Moans of lust came quicker as she was driven over the brink.

"Ooohhh! Oh – oh – oh – aaahhh! Uunnn! Unnnggghh!"

Nodding and twisting her head from side to side, she rammed the candle into her cunt. In and out, in and out it slipped as she used it to fuck herself. She was out of control as she came.

Waves of mind-blowing pleasure rippled through her body, emitted by her throbbing clit. Her ass jerked. Her cunt drove hard down the candle. The girl rammed her cunt all the way down around the candle. Her cunt muscles convulsed, clamping hard around the fucking wax stick. The cream oozed thickly out of her fuck-hole and dripped between her asscheeks.

The candle began sliding slower as Vicki gave a final gasp and slumped down onto the couch. Oh, she felt good. Lazily, she slid the candle in and out, while gently cupping her swollen cunt-lips in relaxation. Mentally comparing the candle with the big cocks in the magazine, she doubted she could take such a monstrous thing up her cunt. At least, not now. With experience, though, she imagined she could do it. She would have a lot of fun trying. But first, she needed to get some experience.

Parker watched the girl slump onto the couch. He stared at the big patch of oily wetness between her smooth young legs. His prick throbbed, hard as steel. He could not remember when his cock had been so hard. Eyeing the glistening candle as it slowed its fucking, he could no longer restrain himself. He wanted her smooth, tender young flesh.

Vicki slowly opened her eyes as her climax subsided. As she did so, she gave a little cry of surprise. Chills rushed up and down her spine as she realized that she was caught red-handed.

CHAPTER TWO

Vicki's eyes widened in shock as she saw Mr. Parker walking toward her. Trembling in shame, she quickly dropped her leg and threw her dress over her pussy. The candle was forgotten as her face flushed with embarrassment. She averted her gaze and tried to stammer an excuse.

"Oh, Mr. Parker – I-I didn't expect you back so early." Her words trailed off as she saw the look in his eyes. She nervously sat up as the man approached. There was a stern look on the man's face as he feigned anger. Vicki was so taken aback that she failed to notice the huge bulge in the front of his pants.

"Vicki, what have you been doing to yourself?" He picked up the fuck book and shook it at her. "I trusted you in my house, and what happens? This! You go digging around in my bedroom. What else did you find? Did you find anything to steal?" He glared hard at the cowering girl.

"N-no, I didn't – wasn't gonna s-steal anything," she stammered. "I'm not a thief! I w-went…" She flinched as the man cut her off.

"Shut up! From now on, when I want to hear you, I'll tell you to speak. Understand?"

"Y-yeah!" she managed to gasp, dismayed at the disastrous turn of events.

"Now," the man was saying, "I can do several things. I can call the police and have you arrested. I can call your parents to come get you and tell them what I found you doing. I can call all the people you baby-sit for and tell them everything I know." He meaningfully looked into her frightened eyes. He could tell she would soon be in his power.

"W-what else?" Vicki looked away.

"Four, you do exactly as I tell you and nobody else'll know." He smiled to himself. This was getting good.

The girl's ears perked up. If nobody else found out, she would still be all right. But if everyone did find out, she would be ruined.

"A-all right, Mr. Parker. I'll do whatever you say," she stuttered.

"Call me Robert, Vicki," he said. "We're gonna get to know each other a lot better, honey." He stepped toward her.

"W-what do you w-want me to do, Mr… Robert?" she croaked. She began to stand up as the man approached her.

Parker held the girl's hand. All was according to plan. "I'm gonna make you feel real good, baby. But first, I have to punish you for what you did." He sat down on the couch. "Stand here in front of me."

Robert's heart melted as he gazed into the sexy young girl's eyes. They were a soft green color. He could read the innocent sensuality in them. He looked at her full head of honey blonde hair, which hung just below her tits. It was parted a little to the left instead of in the middle. Her nose was perky and slightly upturned, and her mouth pouted. In all, the girl's face was beautifully formed with its smooth, soft contours. And she was all his, standing there waiting for him to tell her what to do. His cock strained out in excitement.

"Raise your dress," he commanded.

Vicki looked at him, speechless. Her cunt itched deep inside and she badly wanted to scratch it with the candle. She blushed again, knowing the man would see the wax dildo. She ached to let go and throw off her clothes, but still something held her back. She didn't know what to do.

"Do it, girl. Remember our agreement." He picked up the discarded pink panties. Holding them up, he softly said, "I know you're not wearing any panties, Vicki. Don't be embarrassed. Besides, I saw what you were doing with my candle. There's nothing to be ashamed of. You've got a very pretty body, and I want to see it. Now, raise your dress!"

The girl blushed again, then decided to do as she was told. She realized that what he said was true. He had seen her fucking herself with the candle, after all. It was to her advantage to go along with him. She began to raise her dress, looking at the floor in modesty.

Parker stared at the young girl as he watched her dress going higher up her legs. His cock strained as his gaze devoured her smooth legs. They were long and slender, lightly tanned and looking good. He could easily imagine them wrapped around his neck and face. His dreaming was interrupted when the dress stopped at mid-thigh.

"Don't stop, honey. I want to see your dress pulled all the way up to your chin. Go on and do it, before I get mad."

Vicki gave him a fearful look, silently begging him to stay calm. Realizing that there was no use arguing, she again began doing as instructed. The dress resumed its upward rise.

Robert could hardly hold himself back as the dress rose until the edge of the candle could be seen protruding from the young girl's cunt. Higher went the dress, revealing her swollen, dripping pussy. It was barely covered with downy hair. He could see how her cunt-lips were separated by the candle in between them.

As the dress went higher, the man licked his lips upon seeing the roundness of the girl's firm hips. The whiteness of her hips was in stark contrast to the tanned flesh of her sleek legs. The dress slid higher up her sloping belly. The man gasped as he saw how her hips barely narrowed into her slender waist. He began to drool. The lust kept building up inside him as he stared at the girl's half-naked body. Vicki stood quivering before the man as she raised her dress higher. Her pussy dripped its cream down her thighs. Her clit burned, tingling in lust. Oh, how she ached for stimulation. She wanted her cunt played with. She wanted a cock buried inside it. She wanted her clit sucked, like she had seen in the fuck books. Somehow, she had gotten tremendously excited.

She had never been naked in front of a man before. Now, though, she was alone with a man for the first time with her pussy revealed. Her body was afire with powerful feelings of desire. She quivered, knowing she was facing the unknown. She instinctively felt that something was about to happen that would forever change her life. She only hoped she would be satisfied when the time came. Her cunt throbbed around the candle.

The cool air caressed her hot young body, as the dress continued to rise. Her small tits came into view. Robert stared hungrily. His cock throbbed in his pants, aching to be released. The girl's budding tits were high and firm, with small, soft pink nipples. They were creamy white against the rest of her tanned body. Her little nipples stood up and out in excitement.

Vicki's dress at last reached her chin. She stood there before the lust-filled man, her young body exposed. She trembled under his gaze, partly in shame and partly in desire. She could not stand still. Her legs kept shuffling back and forth. Her ass shook from side to side. As she looked at the man, she gave a sharp intake of breath. There was a lump in the front of his pants that she hadn't noticed before. Shyly, she averted her gaze.

As if drawn by a magnet, her gaze returned to the man's cock. She wondered what his prick looked like close up. She looked at the man in a new light. Imagining him in the positions she had seen, she looked him up and down.

Robert was in his early thirties. His sandy hair was cut short, above his ears, and combed to the side. His bright brown eyes cut through her, filling her with feelings she had never before experienced. Somehow, he reminded her of a rugged outdoors-man, though she couldn't guess why. He was lean, and the girl wondered what his body felt like. She was confused, wanting to do something with him, but not knowing what or how. Her body was fire. She whimpered.

As Robert hungrily looked at the young girl standing in front of him with her dress pulled high, his cock pulsed hard. His eyes couldn't be still, constantly roving up and down. He took in her smooth, almost hairless body from top to bottom, and from bottom to top. Her whole body was lightly tanned except the white patches of her tits and the triangular area around her pussy. He imagined her ass was white as well. The girl's satiny smooth body looked so soft and warm. He had to have her!

"All right, Vicki. Let down your dress. I want you to turn around and raise the back of your dress," he told her.

Her face blushing again, she meekly replied, "Okay, Robert. If you say so." She dropped her dress in front and turned around. Ready to let the man look at her ass, she began pulling up her dress.

The dress rose higher, and Robert's eyes began bulging in lust. He stared at the fine flesh of her slender legs, wanting to fall on his knees and kiss them, feel them, massage them. He could hardly restrain himself as the bottom of her asscheeks came into view. The flesh was smooth, flowing in one continuous line from her tanned legs to her soft white cheeks. Her ass was fine looking, barely rounded out from the rest of her slim body. The cheeks of her ass looked firm and silky smooth. The darker crack in between them beckoned invitingly to him. As the dress reached the top of her asscheeks, he told her to stop.

He looked between her legs and saw the tip of the candle still sticking out of her cunt. The darkness between her legs looked damn good to him. His voice catching in his throat, he commanded, "Bend over and spread your asscheeks apart. I want to see your asshole."

With this, the girl rebelled. "What? N-no, I-I can't do that!" She began to turn around, not knowing what she wanted to do.

His lust uncontrollable, the man rushed her. "Goddamn, did you hear me? I'm gonna have to teach you to do as you're told. You're gonna be punished." He grabbed her.

Vicki saw him coming, but it was too late. She tried to dodge, but felt his arms go around her waist in a bear hug. She was hauled to the couch, wriggling in her attempts to get free. There, she felt herself thrown face down and pinned to the couch, unable to get up. As the man sat down, the girl felt herself forcibly thrown across his knees. She felt a cool draft against the hot flesh of her ass once again as her dress was thrown up onto her back. She struggled in his lap, but there was nothing she could do. Her ass was his to do with as he pleased.

CHAPTER THREE

Vicki's whole body was jolted as Parker's hand slapped hard against her ass. She cried out, "Oh! Stop! Oh, what are you doing? Ouch! Stop it!" She tried to escape, but the blows began raining down.

Pain shot through her body, from her sensitive ass, to her toes, to her brain. With each smack, she uncontrollably jerked in the man's lap. Her legs kicked out in involuntary reflex. Crying out, she moaned with the pain as each blow landed on her tender ass. She gripped the man's leg and squeezed hard as her mind was taken over by the pain.

"Ohhh, p-p-please, ooohh, it hurts! Owww – oh – oh – please, stop!" she pleaded. Her brain swam with the excruciating pain.

Parker was enjoying himself. He tremendously enjoyed showing his girls who was boss. Every now and then, he liked spanking a girl's ass until it turned bright red. Feeling a girl wriggling in his lap while he spanked her always made his cock throb, like it was doing now. He especially enjoyed spanking a young one like Vicki. His cock felt like it was engorged to the bursting point as the pain-crazed girl convulsed in his lap. With each blow, the girl kicked and her soft belly slid over his cock. The man could hardly stand it. He smacked her soft, quivering ass flesh again and again.

Vicki's ass repeatedly cringed under the falling blows. Gradually, it seemed to her that she was not getting hit as hard as before. But the sound of the smacks was just as loud, and each swat still landed with bone-jarring force. Slowly, it dawned on her that the blows were not getting softer; her ass was getting numbed by the pain. Still, she cried, sobbing and moaning for him to stop. It was more than she could bear. Her parents had not spanked her in years.

As the pain lessened, the girl felt the hard bulge under her belly. She had forgotten about it in her previous anxiety. Now she could feel it rubbing along her flesh each time she jerked from a swat. She realized that the man was filled with lust, maybe as much as she was. Still, she cried in pain, unable to control herself.

Gradually, she became aware that her pussy was sending messages of lust to her brain. The candle was still inside her cunt, and she had unknowingly been massaging it into her fuck hole each time she jerked on the man's lap.

She jerked in his lap as the blows kept slamming her ass. The candle pressed into her cunt, while the man's cock pressed against her belly.

Her pussy was now creaming its hot juice all over the place. It dripped out of her cunt and onto the man's pants leg. It seeped out from around the candle in a never-ending drip of slippery cream. Her head lifted from its hanging position as she threw it back in pleasure. The good emanations from her cunt began building in intensity. Her clit buzzed, sliding on the man's pants leg. The candle was tightly squeezed in her cunt. Now her moans of pain began turning to moans of pleasure. She began twitching, this time feeling extreme lust instead of pain.

Robert, noticing the change he had expected, began spanking her harder and faster. He made sure she slid over his stiff cock with each slap, and he raised his leg to rub his prick against her cunt.

"Rub your pussy, honey. Fuck your cunt with the candle," he whispered.

With only the slightest hesitation, Vicki grabbed the candle and she began pushing it in and out of her swollen cunt. Involuntary moans escaped her lips as the pleasure immediately doubled. She pulled the candle almost all the way out of her tight cunt, then drove it back inside to the hilt. The candle slid effortlessly.

She gasped, "Oh, it's good! Oh, I can't take it anymore! Oooohhh, I'm – I'm gonna – gonna – oohhhh!" She had never before felt such pleasure.