VIRGIN BABYSITTER DP
By
Raquel Rogue
SMASHWORDS EDITION
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Copyright 2012 by Raquel Rogue
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Virgin Babysitter DP
I groaned low, my back arching as I knelt upon the couch. I glanced down my naked, sweat-shiny body, watching my long, delicate fingers squishing in and out of my snatch. The love scene playing out on TV was the sexiest thing I've ever seen.
"Oh, God," I whispered, so close but just not quite getting there. So frustrating. The love scene was almost over. So I started rubbing my clit again, while panting harshly though my teeth. "Come on, Shelby, you can do it."
The man on TV reminded me so much of my Mom's boss. It was his kid I was babysitting, so he was prominent in my thoughts. I babysat for him almost every weekend, so he could enjoy a night out with his friends. He was recently divorced, but not dating anyone that I knew about. He was the man of my dreams: tall, fit, successful, and African-American.
The black man on TV was screwing a hot blue-eyed redhead, while I was a brown-eyed brunette, but we shared a common first name: Shelby. So as far as I was concerned, he was fucking me. He was taking my virginity in a wild and wicked romp. His long, fat cock was sliding in and out, filling me up to the max, driving me crazy with desire and need…
"What the fuck?" Jerome Jackson, my Mom's boss, cried out from the door.
My head whipped around to find him and his best friend, Gus Smith, gawking at me. I was so close I couldn't stop. I just couldn't. So humiliating, but I continued masturbating, my fingers squishing loudly in the sudden silence. All of it together pushed me right to the brink, but I still couldn't quite finish it. So frustrating.
"Oh no," I gasped out, feeling the chance slipping about.
"Shelby, what are doing?" Jerome said, taking a step closer. He glanced at the TV, did a double -take. "Porn? You're watching porn?"
"And beating her hot teenage bush, too," Gus said. "Hot damn. Let's fuck her."
My heart skipped a beat. I saw they both had major boners tenting their Dockers. Jerome still looked shocked, but there was interest and hunger in his eyes, too. Gus was in full horn dog mode, and the only reason he didn't jump on top of me was Jerome threw an arm out to stop him. Then Jerome unconsciously grabbed his own cock, and squeezed it as he stared at me. His Adam's apple bobbed several time, and he took a step closer.
"Shelby," he said, voice low and husky. "We really shouldn't…"
I sucked in a sharp breath, my insides melting into a sexy, squishy mess. My brain felt totally numb, and my body totally hot. Cupping one bouncing boob with my free hand, I looked deep in Jerome's eyes and offered it to him. Offered him everything with my eyes.
"I'm so horny," I barely forced out through my too thigh throat. I begged him with my eyes. "Please. I need it so much."
"My man, the girl is begging us. She begging for it," Gus said, pleading with his friend.
I could tell Jerome wanted me. Wanted me just as much as I wanted him. Wanted me as much as Gus wanted me. Gus was game, but I still had to win over Jerome.
"Please, Jerome, I need you to pop my cherry," I said in my sexiest, huskiest bedroom voice.
"You're a virgin?" he said, taken aback.
For a second I thought I lost him. His eyes glazed over. Gus almost got past him, before he recovered and looked me up and down. A wicked animal lust spread across his face. He moved to the end of the couch.