RAPING THE SITTER
(fb, oral, nepi, MMF, oral, anal, exhib, reluc, rough)Mindy's weeknight babysitting job for the Jackson's is filled with surprises...
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Mindy had a hard time getting to sleep the night before. She just couldn't get cocks out of her mind, hard cocks, spurting cocks, cocks in her mouth, cocks in her ass and cocks in her pussy. It nearly drove her crazy and she had abused herself mightily fantasying what she would do with the liberty granted to her by Dr. Tubbs' pills.
When she did drift off to sleep, she had vivid dreams of being ravished over and over. She woke up at one point and found herself lying naked on top of her covers, covered in sweat and with her fingers between her legs. Her titties ached. Her pussy ached too, as much from excessive masturbation as unfulfilled desire.
Upon hearing her alarm clock, she reached over and hit the snooze button. As she gazed upward, the first thing on her mind was what had been foremost on her mind since yesterday... cock. She daydreamed briefly about what the day would bring. Would she steal away with Mark for a quick blowjob? Just thinking back on last night and the wonderful time she had out at Lakeside Park sucking on Mark's yummy prick brought a big smile to her face.
'What about Mr. Wilkes and Mr. Vickers? Certainly they will want a blowjob at the very minimum,.' she reasoned. Then she remembered that she had a babysitting job for the Jackson's later that evening and the image of John J's donkey dong stuffing her cunt filled her mind, mentally becoming even larger than it actually was. Curiously she didn't even think of little Timmy.
The alarm clock began to buzz annoyingly again. This time she rolled out of bed after silencing the annoying convenience. Finding her discarded night shirt, she pulled it over her head and then tramped out to the hall bath. The door was closed. Pausing she realized that her father was in there shaving after his morning shower and realized that he was probably nude like had been the past two mornings. She couldn't very well just accidently come inside... she'd done that twice now and the third time would be too obvious. Then she realized that her father really didn't care one wit if she saw him nude, or he would have said something, or done something to prevent it... something like locking the door.
She tried the door and found it to be unlocked, just as it had been before. 'He really won't mind,' she told herself, 'but I need some excuse.' An excuse came to her and it sounded plausible to her, so she boldly opened the door and stepped inside.
As she expected, her father was once again standing before the mirror shaving and just as before he was bare-butt naked. "Um, excuse me, Daddy. I need to get something."
"Help yourself," he replied with no hint of embarrassment while he carefully slid the safety razor across his upper lip.
She stepped to the vanity and then stooped while she opened a low drawer and in doing so forced her father to stand back just a little. She looked up and there, but a few inches from her face, was her father's cock. It was a beautiful cock too, she thought, though it was a little unusual. The dusky-tan head was fully exposed as he was circumcised and the circumcision scar made a dark ring around the stalk an inch or so below the flared head. What was unusual, she thought, was the fact that the base of his dick looked to be thicker, so that the entire cock tapered slightly from base to tip... all the other cocks she had become familiar with the past few weeks were fairly uniform in girth along the entire length, with the head being the widest. Not her dad, the entire thing looked like a wedge.
It was true that Ed didn't give a hoot if she saw him nude or not, but he was surprised to see his daughter kneeling before him at eyeball level with his dick. It was the most erotic thing he'd ever seen before and the effect was immediate.
Mindy glanced further up and saw her dad staring down at her with half his face covered with shaving cream. She glanced back down at the object of her fascination and saw that it was moving, elongating and growing thicker. Her daddy was getting an erection! Soon it was pointing straight at her.
Ed stood frozen, his mind wildly imagining all sorts of salacious thoughts, thoughts he'd never had before; foremost was whether she would just look or would she take him in her mouth. These thoughts did nothing to quell his rapidly growing display of virile masculinity. His cock rose past the horizontal and began pointing upward, growing harder and bigger by the moment.
Mindy glanced up once again and saw that he was looking at her with an expression that she'd never seen before, at least from him; Mr. Jackson, yes, Mr. Wilkes, yes and Mr. Vickers, yes... but her own daddy? She had to do something... touch it, nuzzle it, something, but this was her daddy!
Breaking the moment, she blurted out, "You need to put that thing away, Daddy!" Then she rose and rushed out of the bath, her face flush and heart pounding.
All Ed could muster as she rushed out was, "Damn!"
A few minutes later, with a towel wrapped about his waist, he stepped out and called to Mindy at her door, "Mindy! The bath is yours!" just as his wife passed him in the hallway. The husband and wife didn't speak and hardly afforded the other a glance of recognition.
Mindy was mortified of what her father must have been thinking about her and she very reluctantly joined her mother and father at the breakfast table. She dreaded that he might say something to her mother who she knew would go ballistic with her. She also tried to avoid eye contact with her father. But after nothing was said, her curiosity got the best of her. She looked up at her father and found him watching her. Their eyes met and he winked at her. That was almost as surprising to her as when he had popped a boner in her face.
The silence at the breakfast table was broken as Ed finished his bowl of cold cereal and stood up. "Mindy, would you like for me to drop you off at school?"
His wife shot him a glance; this was so out of character for him. He never volunteered to take her anywhere. The football game last Friday was unusual enough, but Wanda dismissed it as Ed just wanting to go to a football game, even a high school football game. But this...
Mindy too was surprised, but she had been surprised by her father several times over the past week. Still... 'Oh, god! He wants to talk to me alone about what happened this morning!'
"Grab your books, Mindy, and let's go," was his next statement.
"C'mon, I can't be late for work. I know you'll be a little early, but it will give you a chance to visit with your friends before classes start."
Sitting in her father's car, Mindy stared straight ahead, waiting for him to say something. He fiddled with the radio and brought up the traffic report. The short few blocks to the high school took only a few minutes and Mindy was relieved to escape without her father bringing up the subject of their bathroom encounters over the past three days, especially this morning's encounter.
Once at school, she really didn't see anyone she wanted to see, namely Mark, but a group of girls in her classes surrounded her and wanted to know all about what it was like to be Mr. Hunkasaurus' girlfriend.
Other than her father giving her a lift to school, the day started off much as most days did, except that rather than just random daydreaming in class, she daydreamed about sex... mostly about cocks, and one cock in particular, her father's with it's curious wedge shape. It wasn't particularly long, but it was thick, so thick that it seemed a bit stubby, but she knew there was nothing stubby about him... maybe compared to John Jackson, but as to the other men she was familiar with, he was in some ways bigger, in fact he was almost as thick at the base as John J was. She wondered what it would feel like with a dick like that sliding up inside her, getting bigger and thicker the deeper it went. Then she'd catch herself and think what a horrible slut she was for thinking such perverse thoughts. A few minutes later, she was again visualizing her daddy's manhood, growing erect right before her eyes.
Lunch was a bit of a letdown, as Mark seemed to be disinterested in her. He made no attempt to sneak his hand up her dress, but she just blew that off because she was in the middle of her period and boys were very squeamish about that sort of thing. But he really didn't even talk to her or try to talk to her. He talked to Jenny, but not to her.
Things began to look up when Mark told her, "Follow me."
"Are you still mad at me?" she asked as they dumped their cafeteria trays off.
"After last night? Are you kidding me? C'mon, it's getting late."
Mark led her out into the hallways until he came to an unmarked door. He tried the knob, but it was locked. Then he whipped out his trusty credit card and deftly picked the lock. A moment later they were in a dim room filled with large pipes. Mark wasted no time in whipping out his cock and ordering her to, "Suck me off."
Mindy unhesitatingly got after her task. It was the subject of her daydreams, or at least some of her daydreams for the past few days and she now lived the part, on her knees sucking a hard cock to completion. But when she was about to received her reward, Mark pulled out and instead of cumming in her mouth, shot his load into her face, coating her face with ribbons of thick white man-goo, getting it in her hair and getting it on her blouse, in short, making a mess of her.
"Wow! I wish I had a camera!" he exclaimed with a laugh just as the bell rang signifying the end of the lunch period.
"Hey, I gotta go! See ya!" Then in a rush, he zipped up and abandoned her.
"Mark! Mark!" she called out, still on her knees as the door closed behind him. "Mark!!!!" Luckily she had her purse with her; she took out her panties and wiped her face as best she could. She tried to brush off the cum on her blouse, but it had already soaked in. As for her hair, she wouldn't discover that until someone pointed it out to her in the hallway.
History class went slower than normal. There were no hall passes given to her to go see Mr. Wilkes and Mr. Vickers hardly even looked at her unless he was sitting at his desk and looking up her skirt. Actually he only looked once, saw that she was wearing panties and didn't bother to look again.
When class was over she lingered behind until all the other students had cleared out of the room. "Um, Mr. Vickers?"
"Yes, what is it, Mindy?"
"Do you want me to stay or anything?"
"Not today, but thanks for asking."
'God, he doesn't even want a blowjob?' she thought feeling frustrated. She considered seeking out Mr. Wilkes, but then thought better of it. 'If he wanted me, he would have let me know,' she correctly reasoned. She thought of Mark and quickly dismissed that notion as she thought that he was already heading to football practice. But before she walked home, she did take care of one thing. She went to the girl's room and removed her bra as it had been killing her all day.
Once home, she read the note her mother left her about putting a casserole in the oven for dinner and then went upstairs to change clothes. Standing nude before her floor length mirror she studied and hefted her breasts. "They are bigger!" she exclaimed with excitement. "And just in a few days! No wonder they ache so much."
As happy as she was with her slightly bigger, but definitely fuller breasts, it posed a problem... her bras. Her two new bras she'd bought just ten days ago were now too small. "No wonder my bra hurt so much today."
Suddenly she realized a bigger problem. "How can I tell Mama?" she asked the reflection in the mirror as she began playing with her sensitive nipples to bring herself off. 'Mama doesn't know about the breast augmentation pills Dr. Tubbs gave me, or at least I don't think she does,' she said silently to herself. Still it was a happy problem for the fifteen year old to have as having bigger tits was a major goal in her life.
*****
Dinner was uneventful in the Miles' house that evening. Seeing that Mindy would be babysitting tonight, Wanda thought it would an excellent time to go out and have a good time. Ed's thoughts were along the same lines, except he wasn't concerned whether Mindy would be home or not, as it was his usual "poker night" with some of his cronies at a tittie bar.
"I'll drop you off at the Jackson's," Mindy's father offered as he folded his napkin and prepared to leave the table.
"That's very nice of you, Ed," Wanda spoke with a hint of sarcasm.
"Thanks, Daddy. I need to be there in thirty minutes."
"The sooner the better," her father replied while contemptuously looking at his wife.
"I'll get the dishes, Mindy. You go get ready. Your father is anxious to leave."
"Okay, Mom," Mindy replied.
"I'll be down in a few minutes, Daddy."
With Mindy out of earshot, Ed asked Wanda if she had any plans for the evening.
"Yes, I do. I plan on finding me a stud to service me."
"In that case, try The Embers. That's a good pickup joint," he replied. Then he added, "Be sure and have a good time, Wanda. Enjoy yourself and by all means, get laid."
"Don't you care about me at all?" she asked her husband of sixteen years.
"Okay, don't enjoy yourself. Save yourself for... whatever! As for me, I'm going try to get laid too or at least get my dick sucked."
"You are so crude!"
"And you're so prude! Lighten up, Wanda. Smell the roses. Have a good time. Christ, I want you to have a good time. Is that so bad? You're a good looking cunt and you should have no problem finding a taker."
"You really don't care, do you?"
"Oh, I care. I just don't care to have an uptight wife. I want a fun wife, a wife I can pass around in exchange for some other man's wife."
"Never!" she spat contemptuously.
"We'll see. We'll see."
*****
Mindy thanked her dad for the ride and then braved the suddenly blustery wind as the Indian Summer had abruptly ended. John Jackson opened the door and let the windblown girl inside.
"Getting windy out there, isn't it?" her employer said. "Front's coming in. It's going to drop into the thirties by morning."
"Dora won't be ready for a few minutes," he continued, "so why don't you strip off that running suit and let me get a good look at you."
Mindy cut him a coy grin and unzipped her top. A moment later, she had the top and bottom of her running suit in her hand, standing wearing her obscenely cut jean shorts and a t-shirt that she had cut off that afternoon. John Jackson regarded her and then stuffed a twenty in the waistband of her cutoff shorts.
"New shirt?" he asked as he lifted the very short helm and exposed her bare breasts. Then he added, "Is it me or are your tits suddenly bigger?"
"I think they are bigger," she replied proudly as he lowered his lips to a fat nipple.
"Oh, gawd..." she moaned at the feeling of his tongue dancing with her nip. He sucked and nibbled at her tit flesh for minute before releasing the aroused and now swollen nipple.
"Maybe I'll get home a little early," he said as he kissed the other titty tip.
Then he called out to his wife. "Dora! Mindy's here and I'm out of here!"
"Have a good time, honey," his comely wife called back.
He placed his finger on Mindy's lips and forced his finger into her mouth. "Oh, I will have a good time tonight," he said to his babysitter in low voice so that his wife couldn't hear. "You might be late getting home tonight, sweetie, but I won't be." Then he slipped on his sports coat and headed out to the garage.
She heard, "My Mindy! My Mindy!" in a child's urgent voice. She turned and saw Timmy charging down the hall to greet his favorite sitter, ending his dash with a bear hug around her legs.
"Hi, there Timmy," she greeted with a loving caress of his head.
"He sure does like you," she heard his mother say as she sashayed down the hallway in high heels and a slinky sparkling blue dress that she seemed to have been poured into. Mindy couldn't get over at how beautiful Timmy's buxom mother was, she had a very curvy body and her perfectly styled shoulder length blonde hair was full and luxurious. To Mindy, the sexy woman always looked like a movie star.
Dora stopped at the entrance to the hallway and asked, "Does your mother know you dress like that?"
Then she laughed, "You know, with a top that short, you shouldn't have bothered to wear a top at all. I'll bet Johnny-boy got all excited. Did he tip you?"
"Yes, Ma'am," Mindy replied with more than a little touch of embarrassment.
"Good! You deserve a tip for flaunting yourself like that to him."
Dora quickly changed the subject from Mindy's skimpy outfit to the business at hand. "Timmy has had is supper, but not his bath. He insisted on waiting until you could bathe him.
"Now, I'm sure I'll be home late, but John should be back in time to get you home at a respectable hour.
"Now, if the big lug gets fresh with you," she said in a low voice, "just tell him, 'No'," adding with a soft laugh, "though I suspect he won't listen."
She then turned to her little boy and gave him a loving kiss. "Now you be a very good boy for Mindy and do exactly what she says."
The mother was barely out of the house before Timmy had his hands around her bare thighs looking up and asking, "Can I have my bath now?"
"You little bugger. You just want to get naked," she scolded.
Timmy grinned up at her and took off down the hall towards his parent's room. Mindy rolled her eyes, knowing what would come next. When she made it into the large master bath, she found Timmy waiting for her, his clothes strewn about haphazardly. Demonstrating that he knew how to get things started, he leaned over the big two-man Jacuzzi tub and turned the water on.
Mindy noticed that he'd forgotten to plug the drain and as she tended to that, she realized the water was scalding hot. She fiddled with the water valves and adjusted the water temperature to something more temperate. While the tub filled, Timmy rooted around a cabinet and pulled out his favorite boats.
For such a large tub, it filled fairly quickly and when there was enough water to begin to play in, Timmy had Mindy help him into the hot bath. For the next few minutes the little boy occupied himself with sinking his boats under the thunderous waterfall and generally having a good time. When there was more than enough water, Mindy shut off the water. Timmy immediately turned on the pump and created rough seas for his boats. For the next few minutes, Mindy sat by the tub, watched the child play and unsuccessfully tried to locate the hidden camera that she knew to be there.
Suddenly he turned away from his boats and looked to Mindy. "I want you to come play with me."
"I'm right here," she countered.
"No, come swim with me."
"Not tonight, Timmy," she said trying to show some restraint knowing full well that everything happening in the bath was being recorded.
"Pleaseeeee. I want you to. Pleaseeee!"
Mindy's restraint dissolved with the recognition that he'd have her naked soon enough and that would all be recorded anyway. Besides, the boy's father had already seen every shameful thing that she'd previously done with the boy.
"Okay, but only to play boats," she said firmly.
She stood and pulled the short cropped t-shirt over her head, kicked off her flip-flops and then shimmied out of her too short shorts, taking her thong panties with them. Balancing herself on the edge of the tub, she cautiously entered the swirling waters and submerged herself up to her neck. Timmy, positioned between her legs, continued his game with his boats.
The swirling, bubbling hot water felt great to Mindy and she enjoyed the soak with the little boy. But getting a bit overheated, she sat up so that water was belly level. After another minute, Timmy abandoned his boats. Mindy had her eyes closed, but felt him moving over her. She opened her eyes and found herself just inches from the boy's privates. Timmy bumped against her head, pressing his penis into her face.
"Timmy, stop. We ought not to be doing that."
"But I wanna."
"No, Timmy."
"But Daddy said you would."
"Timmy, I..." her next statement was cut off by a well timed thrust of the boy's hip. With his little penis now in her mouth, Mindy's lips closed around the immature male organ.
'You shameless, slut,' she castigated herself as she began to orally caress the little cock. 'Can't you just say, no?' She didn't answer herself as she knew the answer, she didn't want to say no, she simply craved the feeling of a dick between her lips and she wanted to suck his dick, any dick, large, medium or small.
Her hands rose up from the water and cupped the young boy's bare butt as she pulled his groin tight up against her lips. Her tongue swirled around and around the five-year-old's little dicklet and balls, her fingers digging into the boy's butt crack and seeking his anus. As she dug a finger tip into the boy's butthole, Timmy squirmed and giggled at the ticklish sensations. He was much too young to be sexually aroused by all this, but he was old enough to know that it felt good, very good, and he knew that what they were doing was naughty, very naughty, and that made it all the more fun for the boy.
But then something happened that had never happened before. There was an intense tingling in his dick, so intense that he became alarmed that something was wrong.
Mindy dimly heard the boy groaning, "Uhhhhh! Uhhhhh! Uhhhhh! Uhhhh," as he squirmed to get away from her for a moment, but he was helpless to escape her clutches. "Uhhhhhh!" The little boy couldn't keep his eyes open and he thought he was about to die. "Uhhhh! Uhhhhh!" Then the strange and intense feeling passed, leaving him tightly clutching his babysitter's hair as she continued to suck his dick.
Mindy smiled to herself. She had gotten the kid off, big time. As the little stubby dick began to soften, she wanted to continue sucking, but she realized that he had had enough... for now. Her grip on his buttocks eased and she extracted her finger from his butt. Reluctantly she gave up the immature male organ and let it escape from her voracious mouth, along with its little nutty buddies.
The sitter pushed her young charge away and looked up at his angelic face; he had a rather blank look on his face. "Is that what you wanted?" she asked. Slowly the boy nodded his head.
"C'mere," she said as she pulled him down into her lap and hugged him. For the next few moments, he was totally passive as she held him to her breast. When he began to stir, he nuzzled into her breast, seeking her tit.
"Not yet, Tiger," she softly said while pushing his head away and denying him the comfort of suckling her. "The water's getting cold and we're both getting all wrinkly." Being denied, he fussed and whined.
"C'mon, let's dry off and go into the living room." The whining stopped, as he accepted that it was only to be a temporary denial.
She helped him out of the tub and then exited herself. Wrapping a big fluffy towel around him and around herself, she took his little hand and hand-in-hand they retired to the big easy chair. Timmy knew what he wanted and what he needed to do to get it. As soon as he crawled up into her lap, he was pulling and tugging at the towel wrapped around her torso. In moments he had the towel partially open.
"Okay, okay," she said as she sat up to allow the little boy to strip the towel off of her. Cradling him in her arms, she brought him to her tit and offered herself to him. Greedily his lips attached to her nipple and he began to suck. Mindy closed her eyes and allowed the tantalizing sensations from her tit suffuse throughout her body. Without conscious effort, she held the little boy to her breast with one hand while the other sought out her love button between her legs.
The orgasmic bliss rose rapidly and swept her away. Nothing hugely intense like being fucked to an orgasm, but it was sublimely pleasurable nonetheless, the little peaks robbing her of her breath for a moment every few minutes. She had learned that she could diddle herself like this and cruise along in this state of sexual arousal for an hour or more.
She was startled out of her protracted blissful mental state by her head being pulled to the side by her hair. For a moment she couldn't comprehend what was happening, but then she recognized the face of John Jackson. Maybe she really didn't recognize his face at first because of the huge cock that was being thrust into her face. It was so close that she couldn't focus on it, or at least focus on the part closest to her mouth.
Timmy, awaked from his contented slumber, automatically resumed munching on her tit. Looking up between his father's legs, he saw his father's enormous dick pressing against his babysitter's lips. John had one foot securely on the floor and the other planted on the seat cushion and wedged between the arm rest and girl's reclining naked body. Timmy munched some more and watched as the thick log of man-meat began disappearing into his sitter's mouth. Only about half of it disappeared before it was partially withdrawn only to be shoved into her mouth again, causing his heavy nut sack to swing and slap against her chin.
It never occurred to Mindy to protest in any manner. Indeed, she greedily gobbled at the big cock thrusting in her mouth, heedless of the fact that the little boy was still at her breast. She felt John J grab another handful of her hair and pull her head back until her neck was hyper-extended. The first few times the large cock pushed into the back of her throat she gagged, but suddenly the entire thing slid into her throat. She swallowed reflexively around the organ, then became aware that her airway was now blocked. Mercifully the cock was pulled from throat. Taking the opportunity, she gasped for a new breath just before the cock was causing her to gag briefly before again sliding deep into her throat.
Timmy watched, not sure of what he was witnessing other than his babysitter, his Mindy, was sucking his daddy's wiener. It was very matter of fact for the boy to witness the entire length of his dad's cock disappear to the hilt, like a fleshy sword sliding into its scabbard only to be withdrawn again and again. He did notice how Mindy's neck seemed to bulge whenever his daddy's dick went all the way inside her mouth, just like his Mommy's neck bulged whenever he did that to her.
Out of the corner of her eye she caught a movement. She couldn't see who it was, but someone else was in the room. John withdrew his cock completely, leaving a great deal of spit and spittle around Mindy's lips and on her chin. For the first time since she was awakened, she could clearly see something besides John J's crotch and groin.
"You remember my friend, Keith," John stated. "He felt you up last week when you were here. Tonight he's going to fuck you. I'm going to fuck you too."
"I'm still in my period," she said in an attempt to delay matters.
"When did you start?"
"Monday... Monday evening."
"You still bleeding?"
"I... I don't know. Maybe..."
She was shocked when John put his hand to her pussy and probed about. Grasping the little string, he pulled the tampon from the teen girl's vagina.
"When did you put this in?" he asked.
Mindy felt the heat in her face build. She couldn't believe that a man, any man, would actually ask her such an intimate, personal question. She also couldn't believe that her employer was holding her tampon up for inspection.
"When did you put it in?" he repeated.
"Before supper. Before I came over tonight."
"You see any blood, Keith?" Keith shook his head.
"Cupcake, unless you have the lightest periods on record, your period is over." With a flick of his wrist, John tossed the used, but blood free tampon over at his friend. Keith avoided catching it like it was a red hot iron bar rather than a slightly used tube of absorbent cotton.
John then reached down and gently lifted his young son from the kid's babysitter's naked breast. He gently kissed the child's forehead and softly said, "Let's go, Tiger. Time for bed." He turned and Mindy watched John's muscular haunches flexing as the nude man walked away carrying his son.
Again she caught movement in her peripheral vision and turned to see Keith disrobing. A tinge of fear swept through her as she didn't know this man, except that she knew that he was rough and demanding. Her fears dissipated soon enough when his cock was freed from the confines of his clothing, then her fears were replaced by a tingling in her cunt. She was going to be screwed, even forcibly taken, and it excited her.
John was tucking in his sleepy boy when he heard a scream coming from the living room. Mindy had been totally surprised when Keith grabbed her by the ankles and yanked her out of the recliner and onto the floor. The impact of hitting the carpeted floor had momentarily knocked the wind out of her. The next thing she knew, she was face to face with Keith. Instinctively she tried to fight, but he had her completely overpowered. She twisted and kicked, but that only allowed to him to position his cock for entry. His nostrils flared and Mindy saw the crazed look in eyes. Suddenly he thrust forward, shoving his rampant cock into the fifteen-year old girl's cock socket.
John heard the girl cry out again at the moment of penetration. Timmy, safe and secure, had already fallen asleep. John kissed his boy one last time before silently exiting the boy's bedroom, closing the door behind him. Even in the hallway, John could hear the sound of flesh smacking flesh as his good friend rammed his dick in and out of the young girl, that and his friend's grunts as he labored away. Stepping into the living room, John saw the mass of his friend's body, completely covering the girl. The only thing he could see of Mindy was her legs hiked in the air with Keith between them, her toes curled.
John went to an end table and extracted a tube of lube. Returning to the furiously coupling couple, he nudged Keith's ass with his foot.
Keith ignored him until he felt his buddy's foot between his cheeks. John pushed and Keith rolled over, taking the girl with him. Now on top, she straddled Keith and fucked back at her rapist as he held her tightly to his body. Mindy felt the hand covered in cold lube seek between her ass cheeks, then felt the fingers sliding up her ass while she was still being fucked.
The fingers slipped from her back hole and she felt her ass cheeks being pried apart. It wasn't until she felt the fat head of John's cut cock press against her asshole, did she realize what was about to happen. Mindy's head flew up as her sphincter was breached. For the third time that night, a cry of surprise filled the room. All the anal sex she'd had the past few weeks had prepared her for this moment, but not for the incredible fullness of having the cocks of two well endowed men simultaneously filling her up.
"Oh, gawd! Oh, gawd!" she cried out again and again as she was seriously fucked by the two men. She was already nearly delirious with fuck lust before John had entered her, now she lost all control, having huge orgasms, one after the other. She buried her head in Keith's hairy chest and bit into his flesh.
The sharp pain of being bitten to point of drawing blood was nothing to Keith compared to the effect it had on his fantasy of raping a teen girl. This was what she was supposed to do, fight and bite. Well, she wasn't exactly fighting and hadn't been after his first five thrusts into her slutty cunt. As incredibly tight as her pussy felt after John had impaled her ass, nothing compared with the savage shredding of his flesh and he fucked into her harder and savagely.
His balls began to boil and soon his pearly essence was spewing into the teen girl's ravaged cunt. He hadn't cried out when his skin was torn by her teeth, but now he howled in pleasure as his prostate spasmed violently, pumping his randy spunk out of his cock.
Through the thin walls of her rectum, John could feel his buddy's cock pulsing as he unloaded into his son's sitter's pussy. As many times as he and Keith or he and one of his other pals had done this to Dora, it never failed to excite him, pushing him over the precipice and into climatic bliss.
Mindy was too far gone to notice when the men had ejaculated, but she did notice the sudden emptiness as both cocks were extracted from her body. She also noticed that it was suddenly easier to breathe once John rolled off her back and onto the floor. The three were silent for some minutes as they recovered from their three way encounter.
Mindy was content to remain lying on top of Keith's heaving chest. She felt his big hands surround her face and then lift her head. "That was best fuck I've had in long time, sweetheart," he said. "Old Johnny-boy said you were a great fuck and I'm happy to second that motion." She smiled at the man whose once scary face now seemed so warm and gentle.
He rolled them to the side, placing her gently on the carpet. He rose; straddling her, he stuck his cum coated cock in her face. "Now clean me off, slut," he growled.
With her cunt and her ass leaking cum, Mindy grinned to herself as she lifted her head to the wet flaccid and still oozing cock that had just moments before had been in her pussy. She kissed the tip and then surrounded it with her lips. Keith hissed in pleasure as the girl swallowed his entire dick and scoured it clean with her tongue.
Satisfied that she was as slutty as they come, Keith pulled his cleaned cock from her mouth. She looked up him with a pouting expression and lowered her head again, this time lapping and licking his cum wet balls. Satisfied that she'd done a good enough job, Keith swung his leg over the girl and released her.
She expected to clean John J too, but saw that he was getting dressed. "Mr. J, do you want me to suck you too."
"You can suck me on the way to your house. Right now, I need to get you home. You have school tomorrow and I don't want your parents angry with me for bringing you home late on a school night."
Mindy glanced over at the big grandfather clock and saw that it was ten thirty. It was indeed getting late. Now she had the problem of remembering where all her clothes were. She sat and thought for a moment, but really couldn't remember. Suddenly a handful of twenties landed in her lap. She looked up and saw Keith smirking down at her.
"You're worth every penny," he said before turning away to begin dressing.
"Keith, stay here with Timmy until I get back from dropping her off," John said as he simultaneously tossed her jogging suit into her lap.
He poked her with his foot and urged her to, "Get your ass dressed."
"Where're my shorts and my shirt?"
"Hell, how should I know? Look, if you're going to lose everything when you come over, next time just wear the jogging suit. It's really all you need, isn't it?"
"Well, I..."
"In fact you won't even the jogging suit. You just need your birthday suit." Mindy wasn't at all sure if John Jackson was serious or not. Of course he liked her naked and Timmy liked her naked, but what about his wife?
"Look, don't worry. I'll find the rest of your things and you can pick them up Sunday a week."
"This Sunday?"
"No, the next Sunday... Next Sunday is Dora's and my anniversary. I have something special planned for her. Didn't she ask you?"
"Uh, no..."
"Blonde bimbos! Well, can you do it?"
"When on Sunday?"
"Sunday morning, say around eleven and until... hell, I don't know. It shouldn't be too late."
"I guess."
"Look, Cupcake, we have plans so... yes or no?"
"Yes."
"That's a girl! Now, let's get you home."
*****
The ride home was uneventful. John J told her she really didn't have to suck his cock and for that Mindy was relieved as she knew he hadn't washed it off.
"We had a good time tonight," John J told her. "How about you?"
"Keith is kind of mean..."
"Oh, that. He has this rape fantasy thing where he rapes a babysitter. I told him you'd be game and to have at it."
"You told him to..."
"Don't tell me you didn't love it. You did love it, didn't you?"
"Well, I..."
"What did you like best, the faux rape or the double penetration?"
"I..."
"You liked them both, didn't you?"
"Yeah, I guess I did."
"I thought so."
Once at the curb, John pushed a wad of twenties into his young whore's hands and told her, "You're a sweet girl and nice fuck. See you next Sunday."
*****
Ed had gotten home about ten minutes before Mindy was dropped off. He had an alright night at a sports bar, drinking suds and watching a hockey match, but he wasn't interested in staying out too late as he had an important business meeting in the morning. He wasn't in the least surprised that Wanda wasn't home yet and hoped that she was getting fucked royally, and Mindy... he knew she'd be home shortly from her babysitting job. Flipping on the tube, he caught the last lines of Leno's monologue when the front door opened and Mindy came in.
"Good, you're home," he said as he turned the TV off and rose. Mindy didn't want him to get too close, but he hugged her and told her to go to bed. As he hugged his teen daughter, his nostrils caught the familiar scent of sex. 'Why you little slut,' he thought to himself. 'Boyfriend came by, did he?' Releasing her, he watched as she made her way upstairs to shower and go to bed.
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