dn-335 the babysitter's hot panties (j t watson) 1980

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by J T Watson (mobi)


  And now his beautiful wife was telling him that he had to give it all up.

  "No, damn it." Rick said. "I've lived in this town all my life. So have you, I don't want to leave."

  Rick walked around and opened the door for his wife. She looked really good in her tight fitting gown. He enjoyed looking at her. He sometimes wondered how ha got so lucky that ho could have a wife like her.

  He started walking her to the front doer.

  "It's because of Tara," Stacy said.

  "Tara? What about Tara?"

  "You're not going to like this. I don't want to talk about it. You're not going to like it."

  "Tell me, damn it," Rick said.

  Stacy sighed. She had known all along it would come to this! She had only been buying time with her body. She had known that copies of that film would be all over town. She was already aware that people were snickering at Rick behind his back. She loved her husband. She couldn't stand for him to be laughed at.

  She started to explain things to him, but she stopped. They both saw the police car pulling up to the curb. A young policeman got out and opened the back. Tara got out. Stacy took a deep breath. Tara looked like she'd been crawling in the garbage. Her blond hair was a mess. Her clothes were ripped. And she had on very few clothes. The policeman had given her a faded blue jacket because the evening was getting chilly. Stacy could see she had very little on underneath it.

  "What the hell is going on?" Rick asked. "What are you doing with my daughter?"

  "It's a long story, Mr. Bishop," the policeman said, looking a little nervous. "She was inside the old hunting lodge. Some of the kids have been messing around in there. It's not legal. We're not going to press any charges this time, but it's best that she stay out of that place."

  Stacy was looking at her daughter. Stacy knew that wasn't the entire story. Probably the policeman knew the truth but he wasn't going to talk about it. Stacy wondered how many times her daughter had been fucked this evening. We'll leave her here with you, the policeman said.

  He went back to his car and got in. He said something to the partner who hadn't got out. Stacy heard laughter. She turned to her daughter and she was mad as hell. Stacy hit Tara before she even realized what she was doing.

  "Stacy," Rick said.

  She'd knocked Tara down, Stacy had never sew her daughter look so beaten and disgraced. Stacy's first thought was that it wasn't completely Tara's fault. Stacy should have watched her closer.

  "Come on in this house," Stacy said. "You need a bath."

  "What the hell is going on here?" Rick said.

  "We'll talk later," she said. "Come upstairs, Tara."

  Tara meekly let her mother lead her into the house and up the stairs. She took off the rest of her clothes and slid into the hot bath her mother had prepared for her. She had never bathed in her mother's room before. Now all she could think about was how good it felt to slide down into the water.

  She shuddered as she thought about what had happened to her. She had been saved in the nick of time. Sure, a few boys had fucked her but not as many as had planned on it. They had dressed her quickly when the policemen came. They had given the boys a good chewing out, but then they had started talking about the football game and what the chances were of winning this year. There was no talk about her being raped and she hadn't mentioned it.

  The policeman had known that they were fucking her but they hadn't said anything.

  Now she could hear her mother and father's soft voices in the bedroom. She knew they were talking about her. She heard her father's voice raised in anger. Stacy was trying to calm him. It didn't work. She suddenly realized that her father was in the doorway looking at her.

  "You little whore," he shouted.

  The bubble bath partially covered her but it wasn't enough. She tried to sink back into the suds but it didn't help. But at that moment her father was too angry to notice her body. He reached down into the tub and grabbed her by her hair. He dragged her out of the tub and started hitting her.

  "Don't, Rick," Stacy shouted. "Don't do that. Please!"

  Rick dragged Tara into the bedroom. He took off his belt and he started whacking it against Tara's shapely ass. For the first time he seemed to notice she was naked. He calmed down a little. His belt kept slapping at her but not as hard as before. And he was staring at her lush young body like he'd never seen it before.

  He stopped whipping her. "My God," he said softly.

  "See what I mean, Rick," Stacy said. "She's ripe. We just hadn't been watching her close enough. She's developed overnight."

  Rick stood there looking at her and breathing hard. Tara was suddenly aware that he wasn't looking at her like a father should. He was looking at her with hungry eyes just like those boys tonight. He licked his lips.

  "Let her go back to her bath now," Stacy said.

  Rick wouldn't let her go. Every one of them was aware that something had changed in the atmosphere. Rick was no longer angry -- he was feeling something else.

  "Please take her back to her bath," Stacy said.

  "I can't," Rick said.

  "I was afraid of that," Stacy said. "Don't fuck her, Rick. You can have me anyway you want me. You know that. Don't fuck your own daughter."

  Tara was looking at her mother in surprise. Her mother had never talked like this before. Her father was moving her across the room toward the bed, and suddenly Tara knew it was going to happen. She also knew she wanted it. Those boys fucking her tonight had only lit the fires within her.

  Now her own father was going to quench those fires.

  "Don't fight me," her father warned.

  "I'm not going to fight," Tara moaned.

  Her father pushed her onto her mother's bed. He kissed her mouth and she opened her lips willingly. Her father's tongue felt wet and experienced. She touched her tongue to his. For a few moments she wiggled her tongue against his and then her father moved his lips away. She felt his lips at her neck. He kissed and nibbled at her neck and then moved down to her tits. She had had her tits sucked before but it had never been like this. Her father took each hard nipple inside his mouth and rolled it beneath his tongue.

  She grabbed her father by the head and tried to push more of her titty into his mouth.

  "Oh yes, Daddy," she moaned. "I like that. Oh yes!"

  She wasn't even aware of when her mother left the room. She could only concentrate on the sweet desire his lips gave her. Her father knew how to use his mouth. He moved his lips from one hot tit to the other. She could feel his teeth nibbling at her flesh.

  "You're making me crazy," she said.

  His hand went between her legs. He started brushing his hand up and down her pussy hole. She moaned when she felt two of her father's fingers sliding into her pussy. He moved them around her pussy hole and then took them out. His mouth sucked harder at her tits.

  "Oh God. Daddy," she moaned. "You're making me hot. You're making me so fucking hot!"

  His fingers slid back into her again. He started jabbing them in and out of her cunt like he was fucking her. His other hand started running up and down her thighs and up to her tits.

  He was sucking at her titties as hard as ho could. After all the fucking of the night she hadn't thought she could get turned on so much, but her father was making her hot. She could feel the hot fires racing through her body.

  "Eat me, Daddy," she moaned, "I want to feel your tongue inside me. Eat me, honey!"

  She couln't believe it when she felt her father's tongue moving down her body. She felt his tongue at her navel. He was pushing his tongue in and out of her navel. She was bucking up at his mouth. She felt his tongue moving down. He sucked some of her blond pussy hairs into his mouth. She knew her pussy hairs were coated with her juice. She could hear licking it off.

  His hands moved underneath her and grabbed her ass cheeks. He held her up and kept cramming his tongue into her pussy hairs. Finally she felt his tongue moving up and down the entrance to her snug fuck hole. Hi
s tongue slid into her. She screamed and wiggled her ass.

  "Oh God, Daddy," she cried. "That's what I want. Oh God, that makes me feel good!"

  His tongue kept sliding deep into her and then around the outside of her cunt. He was licking at her juice and swallowing it. His tongue found her clitty. He started licking at her hot little bud. She nearly went out of her mind. She grabbed her father's head with both hands. She held onto his head tightly. Her pussy started rubbing against his face. She felt his fingers parting her ass cheeks. She felt a couple of his fingers probing her ass cheeks. She felt one finger sliding into her asshole. She moaned. It hurt a little when his finger rammed into her asshole up to his knuckle. She had never felt anything like this before.

  "Oh Daddy," she said. "What are you doing?"

  "I'm doing what I want to do, baby," he said. "Roll over onto your belly, baby. I'm going to show you something new."

  She didn't know what he was going to do. She thought he was going to fuck her from behind. Perhaps he didn't know that she'd already been fucked doggie-style a couple of times.

  But she was in for a surprise.

  Her father made her get up to her hands and knees. He stood off to one side as he undressed. She turned her head to look at him. Rick looked good to her. He had a muscular body. He dropped his jockey shorts and she saw that he had a beautiful cock.

  "Do you know how to suck?" he asked.

  She nodded her head. He moved forward and brushed his cock against her lips. She moved her mouth all over his cock head. She opened her mouth and took his cock inside. She could feel it sliding over her silky tongue. She suddenly grabbed him by his ass and pulled his cock deep into her mouth. She started bobbing her head.

  "Shit, baby," he said. "You have been sucking cock!"

  She was enjoying herself. She was sucking father's cock. Her father's! It tasted unlike anything she had ever experienced. The only thing she could think of was how good his fat meat felt inside her mouth. How good his cock tasted!

  Again she felt her father running his hands over her titties and down to her pussy. She felt his fingertips probing her pussy. She bobbed her head faster and faster. She could feel his cum dripping down her throat.

  "That's enough, baby," he said. "Now I've got a treat for you."

  She still thought he was going to fuck her pussy from behind. But she realized what was happening as he pressed his prick against her tiny asshole. She turned her head frantically.

  "Don't do that, Daddy," she said. "That would hurt."

  Her father wasn't listening. He reached around and grabbed her hanging titties. He held onto them hard and he started pushing against her asshole. She tried to wiggle away but she realized that she was only turning him on.

  She felt his cock head pop into her tight asshole.

  "Stop, Daddy," she moaned. "Don't do that. Please stop."

  He didn't stop. He pushed harder and she could feel his stiff prick sliding into her asshole. He pushed again and his wet prick went into her asshole all the way. He rested for a moment. He gave her time to get used to his hot dick. In a few minutes she found herself pushing her ass back against him. "Yeah, baby," Rick whispered. "That's the way. That's what I want. Move that sweet ass. Move it!"

  His hand moved down to her pussy. She felt his fingers wiggling into her cunt. He started playing with her clitty. It made her move her ass a little faster. She could feel his balls slapping against her each time he moved.

  "You've got a tight ass, baby," he said. "You've got a sweet tight ass. I could fuck it all night long."

  This was something completely new to her but she decided that she liked it. Her ass started rocking back and forth on his cock. She realized that her father had stopped stroking her. Now she was the one who was moving. Her ass seemed to be puckering around his fat cock. She reached behind her and she found his balls. She started caressing his hairy balls. They felt filled with cum. Cum for her ass.

  "Give it to me, Daddy," she screamed. "Give it to me hard!"

  He fucked her ass harder and harder. One hand nearly ripped her big titties off. The other hand kept pulling at her clitty. She felt the first delicious spasms rocking her body.

  "I'm coming," she screamed. "I'm going to come. I'm going to fucking come! Oh shit, I'm coming!"

  She kept streaming as the pleasure spasms rocked her body. She almost screamed the house down. She felt her pussy juices soaking her father's fingers. He kept pushing his fingers into her even after the last spasm had gone through her.

  "All right, baby," Rick said. "Keep moving your ass. Don't stop now, baby. Keep moving your ass!"

  She gave him everything she could. She pounded his prick with her ass. She could feel his knob almost in her belly. She could feel some of his prick jism leaking into her.

  "I'm going to ream your ass out, baby," he told her. "I'm going to ream your fucking ass off!"

  "Give it to me, Daddy," she screamed. "Please give it to me!"

  Again and again his fat cock slammed into her. She felt more of his jism leaking into her asshole. She could feel some of the juices leaking out of her ass. She felt his body shuddering.

  "Here I come, baby," he groaned. "Here it fucking comes!"

  He rammed her one last time and she felt the sudden hot explosion of his cum into her asshole. She kept rubbing her asshole against him until she felt the last shudder going through his bod. Still she moved her body until she was sure that she had ilked his big cock completely dry.

  Finally she felt his prick easing out of her. She slid down on the bed. She heard her father going into the bathroom but she didn't turn her head. It had happened. She had been fucked by her father!

  A hand was on her shoulder. Her mother's hand!

  "I should have warned you, baby," Stacy said. "Your father gets a little kinky sometimes. Are you hurt?"

  "No," she answered.

  "Good," Stacy said. "You know this is going to change our life. We're going to have to move and I suppose I'm going to have to share your father until you marry."

  "I suppose so," Tara said.

  Tara was feeling a little guilty. After all, this was mostly her fault. Her mother must have noticed the look of guilt on Tara's beautiful face.

  "It's all right, honey," Stacy said, hugging her. "It's going to be fun."

  And Tara was sure that her mother was right. It would be fun.

  THE END

 

 

 


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