"Shit," Willie moaned, "why'd they have to come home early?"
"Well, I'll be back to sit for you again soon," Roni told the disappointed twins. "I know they'll hire me again. Remember, I'm the only babysitter who ever left here happy."
"Hey, that's right," Millie laughed. "They'll want to make you our regular sitter."
As they were saying all this, the three young people were scrambling into their clothes. By the time Mr. Green had finished parking the car, Willie and Millie had split for their bedrooms and were pretending to sleep, while Roni was back in the living room watching TV.
Mr. and Mrs. Green entered the house looking nervous. No wonder. Every sitter they'd had up to now had been driven to tears by the twins' ratty behavior. So the middle-aged couple were astonished to find Roni rosy-checked and smiling. They just stood there for a moment and stared at her.
"Uh, how'd it go, Roni?" Mrs. Green finally asked.
"Oh, fine," Roni said.
"Really?" Mr. Green exclaimed. "The twins didn't give you a bad time?"
"A bad time?" Roni said, looking puzzled. "Oh, no, they were little angels. They did everything I told them to, and they went to bed right on time."
Mrs. Green looked like she was going to faint. "Roni," she said, "will you be our regular sitter?"
"Oh, I'd love to, Mrs. Green," Roni chirped. "I seem to get along so well with the twins."
"Thank God," the woman muttered. "Well, I think I'll just go off to bed, I'm so tired. Roger, will you please pay Roni and drive her home?"
"Sure, honey," Mr. Green said, "anything for the world's greatest babysitter."
As Mrs. Green left the room, Roni studied Roger Green. She hadn't paid much attention to him before. She'd just seen a balding middle aged man, old enough to be her father. Now she saw that he had nice features and that he was big and ruggedly built. His adult male body turned her on. And she was going to be along with him now.
"Ready, Roni?" he smiled.
"I sure am," she purred.
She walked ahead of him leaving the house, and she deliberately undulated her shapely little ass, knowing how enticing her ass-wiggling would look in her tight jeans. When they got into the van, she sat as close to him as she could. Unfortunately that wasn't very close on account of the bucket seats. She'd have to find some better arrangement.
"Nice van," she said as they started off.
"Yeah, it's comfortable," Green replied, "but it's a gas hog."
It was comfortable, all right. Roni glanced into the back of the van and saw that it was set up for camping, with the seats folded down into beds. It would be the perfect place to make out. All she had to do was get Roger back there. As he turned on to the long lonely highway, she began some quick plotting. That side road was coming up, the same one Gary Nelson had parked on when she got him to fuck her.
"Mr. Green, will you pull over, please?" Roni asked. "Take the next side road."
"Sure, Roni, but why?" he asked.
"I'll tell you when we get there," she said.
He did what she asked, turning up the dark side road and cutting the engine. "What's wrong, honey?" he asked with concern. "Aren't you feeling well?"
"I'm feeling great, Roger," she leered. "I just wanta play with your cock."
His mouth fell open. He was stunned, which was just the way Roni wanted him. She grabbed one of his big hands and pulled him after her as she got into the rear of the van. She gave him a push, and he sat down on the edge of one of the beds. She knelt on the carpeted floor, wriggled between his legs, and reached for his fly.
He finally found his voice. "Uh, honey, what are you doing?" he asked dazedly.
"I already told you, Roger, I'm playing with your cock," Roni replied in a calm voice, as if she was doing the mast natural and ordinary thing in the world.
His mouth fell open again. Roni proceeded to unzip his pants. She grasped pants and shorts and tugged them down over his ass. She could hardly see what she was doing, so she reached up and switched on the overhead light. Then her eyes widened. His cock wasn't even hard yet, but it was already the biggest she'd ever seen.
"Oh, wow, fantastic," she breathed.
She wrapped her fingers around the long slab of meat and started pumping it. Roger shivered and moaned. He finally closed his mouth. He looked down at her pumping fist as if he couldn't believe what was happening to him. But at least he wasn't trying to make her stop.
"Does this feel nice, Roger?" she cooed.
"Uh, yes, Roni, it feels very nice," he said, "but why are you doing it?"
"Because I'm horny," she answered. "I wanta get it on with somebody. Do you mind if I make out with you, Roger?"
"Well, ah, no," he said, his voice starting to hoarsen, "but maybe we shouldn't. I mean, I'm married, and I'm awful old for…"
"Your wife doesn't ever have to know about it," Roni assured him. "Nobody does. And I get turned on by older men. So just relax and let me play with your cock, okay?"
"Okay," he said dazedly.
Roni was glad he didn't have very quick reactions. He seemed more dazed than anything else. He obviously knew he was doing something wrong, yet he couldn't get it together to resist. That was just fine with Roni. She only needed a minute or two to work on him, and then he wouldn't even want to resist.
She firmed her grip on his incredibly long cock and pumped it faster and harder. He started to get red in the face, and his nostrils flared. His eyes started to get that glassy, horny look. Then the most exciting development of all took place. His cock began to swell and harden in her fist.
"Oh, yeah," she breathed.
She watched it grow as she pumped it. It pushed her fingers wider and wider apart, till she could hardly get them around the thick shaft. His cock mushroomed till it was about nine inches long, a real giant. The gleaming purple head looked as big as a baseball to the cock hungry babysitter.
"Oh, gosh, Roger, your cock's so big," she exclaimed.
"My wife says it's too big," he said.
"She's fucked," Roni said.
"Not very often," he sighed. "She thinks sex isn't necessary anymore now that we've had all the kids we want. She fucks me for Christmas and my birthday, and that's about it."
"You poor guy," Roni exclaimed. "Gosh, how do you stand it?"
"I just jack off a lot," he said wistfully.
"Well, not tonight," she leered.
She could do this guy a great big favor, and he could do her one in return. She wanted to give him a really good time, to make up for those horny frustrated nights with his frigid wife. Fisting the thick hairy base of his massive stiff cock, she stuck out her tongue and began to lick the taut slab. Roger Green gasped and shuddered.
"Oh, God, Roni, that feels wonderful," he moaned.
"Did your wife ever do this to you?" she asked.
"No, never," he sighed. "She's never done anything but lie there like a corpse. This is fantastic."
"Then just lean back and relax," Roni told him, "and I'll give you all you want."
"Roni," he sighed, "you really are the world's greatest babysitter."
Roni wasn't sure about that, but she did have plans to become the world's greatest cocksucker. Roger slumped back on the narrow bed, submitting to her completely, and she went to town on his cock. She lashed her tongue all over the huge purple prick head, leaving it shiny with her hot spit. Big gobs of fuck cream began to ooze from his piss hole, and she gurgled hungrily at the sight.
"Oh, yeah," she breathed.
Drooling, she went for his cream. She used the pointed tip of her tongue to lap up the hot salty liquid. As she speared up drop after drop of it, Roger groaned with excitement. Obviously no woman had ever gone down on him before.
It really would have blown his mind to learn that Roni had never given head before except for half an hour ago, with his own son. But she wasn't going to tell him that for one thing, she'd promised the twins never to tell on them. And for another thing, she didn't think Roger could handle it. She was just about blowing his mind right now.
She swirled her hot little tongue around and around the huge head of his prick, lapping up his cream as fast as it dribbled, from the cleft of his cock. She could have gone on eating his juice for hours, but she knew they couldn't stay out too late. His wife or her parents might start to get suspicious.
So she had to move things along. She cleaned up every tasty drop of his cock cream, and then she opened her lips as wide as she possibly could and slid them down around his cock.
"Ohhhhh, Jesus, yes!" he cried hoarsely.
She didn't get very far. Her mouth was small and his cock was enormous. She just managed to squeeze the fat head of his dick into her juicy mouth, no more. She caved in her cheeks and started sucking, and she thought Roger was going to shoot through the roof of the van.
"Unmmhhhh, fuck, shit, yeah," he grunted. Obviously she'd broken through his reserve. He wasn't thinking about his wife right now. He wasn't thinking of anything but the wild excitement he felt as the hot-pants babysitter suckimg off greedily and noisily on his cock. Roger Green was totally absorbed in the first blow-job he'd ever had.
"Ohhhhh, Christ, yes," he panted, "that's wonderful, honey, don't stop."
Roni sucked harder, letting him know that she wasn't going to quit. His huge prick throbbed violently on her tongue, and more molten cream leaked from his piss hole. She gulped it down and drooled all over his prick. She didn't think she could ever get enough cock juice, no matter how many pricks she sucked. As her hunger mounted, she sucked faster and faster.
Roger was slumped against the wall, cross eyed with lust, his face twisted into a horny grimace. He was panting and groaning, totally unrestrained now. In fact he was getting carried away and starting to fuck her throat. Roni knew she'd choke to death if that giant cock reamed her throat.
She used both fists on his shaft, one above the other, holding the bucking boner to keep it from ramming any further into her mouth. Then she started sucking like crazy. She was making an obscene wet slurping noise that seemed to add to his wild arousal. His eyes rolled crazily, then closed tight.
"I'm gonna come," he warned hoarsely.
"Ummmm-hmmmmm," she urged.
He fucked her mouth frantically, and, a few seconds later she felt his boiling jism filling it. Her cheeks almost exploded with tire enormous hot load. It was obvious that this guy hadn't gotten off with a woman in a long, long time.
"Unnnnhhhh, God, shit, whaaahhhhh!" he bellowed.
It was a good thing they were a long way from civilization, because he went on bellowing like a rutting bull as he hammered his load down her gulping throat. He was getting off harder than any guy she'd been with so far. It was a long time before he finally slumped back and sighed with satisfaction.
But Roni didn't release his cock. She wasn't finished with it yet. She just kept on sucking it as he rested and caught his breath. He obviously didn't mind. He was grinning lustily, and soon his meat began to stiffen on her tongue. She drooled all over it as it grew.
"Mmmmm, mmmmm," she moaned.
"Jesus," he sighed, "you're getting me hard again. This is just fantastic, Roni. I really needed this."
No shit, she thought.
She felt sorry for Mr. Green. He was a nice guy, and he didn't deserve a frigid wife. Even though she'd just finished sucking him off, she wanted to make his evening even better. She wanted to fuck his brains out. She released his spit-soaked boner and eyed it hungrily.
"Mmmmm, look at that," she breathed, "as hard as ever."
"Thanks to you," he said.
"Well, show me how grateful you are, Roger," she purred. "Fuck me with that great big thing."
His mouth dropped open again. While he was recovering from his pleasant surprise, Roni stripped. It didn't take her long. Then she turned around and bent forward, resting her hands on the opposite bed. Her luscious little ass practically in his face, and her legs were spread wide.
"Come on, Roger," she said huskily, "stick your cock in me. I want it so bad, honey."
"You got it," he growled.
She whimpered in anticipation when he dropped to his knees behind her and grasped her hips. Then she felt the enormous rock-hard head of his cock spreading her cunt lips wider and wider. It felt like he was shoving a basketball up her cunt. But she knew her greedy cunt would expand like elastic, to take it, so she wasn't scared.
"Yeah, honey, get into me," she moaned, "give me every inch of that big thing."
"I'm trying," he panted, "but Jesus, you're tight. I'll have to take it slow."
That was fine with Roni. The longer the fun lasted, the better, as far as the horny young sitter was concerned. She clawed the bed and moaned in delight as Roger stuffed more and more of his incredibly long thick cock into her cream-slick pussy. She felt crammed breathless with the throbbing meat.
"Oooooo, yeah," she squealed, "it feels so good, honey."
"It sure as hell does," he answered hoarsely.
At last his prick butted up against her womb, and he paused to catch his breath. His cock felt like it belonged to an elephant. Roni couldn't believe she'd taken the whole thing. But it felt wildly exciting to her, and she soaked his deeply lodged boner with molten cream.
"Fuck me, Roger," she whimpered, "really give it to me, baby."
"Oh. Christ, I can't believe this," he groaned.
He started fucking her in deep slow thrusts, which was the bet he could do with the incredibly tight fit. Roni sobbed with pleasure. The stimulation of his giant cock was incredible her, a continuous rush of pleasure. She drenched his prick with blast after blast of cream, making the way more slick. He was able to fuck her faster and faster.
"Goooooo, yeah, do it to me, fuck me hard," she cried.
Roger was snorting and growling and humping away like a stallion. It was probably the best fuck the poor guy had ever had. It was sure the best one so far for Roni. She felt herself hurtling fast and helplessly toward orgasm. The pleasure was building in her pussy and making her wail with delight.
"Fuck it to me, fuck it to meeee," she howled.
She thought about how much time she'd wasted by not dating in high school. She'd just believed everything her parents told her about nice girls not being interested in sex. Well, that was a real crock. Sex was all that mattered to her now, and she wondered if she could ever get enough of it.
Maybe if she sucked or fucked every night of her life for the next fifty years, that would help. She sure had a lot of wasted time to make up for. Every orgasm she had was more powerful than the last one, and this time was no exception. She felt a dizzying bomb blast of pleasure from the fiery depths of her cunt.
"Unnnhhhh, Roger, honey, I'm coming, whaahhhhhh!" she screamed.
Roger gave a horny growl and started fucking her so hard that the van began to rock. His rough thrusts just made her climax more intense. She forgot, everything else as the pleasure blasted through her. Then she felt the scalding floods of Roger's jism filling her womb and cunt.
"Take it, baby, aaaggghhhh!" he bellowed. "Ohhhhhh, shit, fuck, aaagggghhhhhh!"
He acted kind of bashful afterwards, just like Gary had done, which wasn't surprising. They were respectable married men, and it wasn't every day that they fucked the babysitter. But Roni knew Roger would be back for more, just like Gary. He didn't tell her so directly, but he might as well have.
"Roni, when will you sit for us again?" he asked when he let her off at her house.
"Why, as soon as you want, Roger," she purred.