"Mmmmmmm, what a gorgeous hard-on," she purred.
"Yeah?" Dan chuckled. "You got any plans for it?"
"I sure do," she said eagerly.
Quickly she reversed her position, crouching over Dan's belly and facing him. She greedily crammed her dripping cunt down around the swollen purple head of his cock, then slid down his rigid shaft with a squeal of pleasure. She ended up sitting flat on his balls, his big throbbing cock stuffed all the way into her seething little fuck-hole.
"Ummmm, that feels so damned good!" she sighed.
"It sure as Hell does!" Dan moaned. "Shit, honey, your cunt's like fire! Man, am I gonna love fucking you!"
He seized her firm little waist and started plowing his rock-hard cock up and down in the deliciously snug and juicy tube of her cunt. Cindy responded by throwing her head back and moaning in ecstasy, and he felt his cock drenched with her sizzling pussy juice. The hot cream overflowed her stuffed cunt and flooded over his balls.
"Uhhhhh, yeah, fuck me, Dan!" she whined. "Fuck that big ol' cock in my pussy!"
Dan leered up at her as he fucked her, hotly aroused by her unashamed lust. Her eyes rolled, her little pink tongue lolled out, and her ripe tits wobbled wildly as she took the steady hard thrusts of his cock. He'd never fucked a girl who reacted so powerfully. She moaned, whined, and kept drenching his cock with helplessly gushing cream.
"You really like to fuck, don't you, baby?" he panted.
"Ooooooo, shit, yesssss," Cindy whimpered. "Don't stop, Dan! Keep fucking me good and hard."
Dan was more than ready to cooperate. He wished he could go on fucking her all night.
Her cunt was deliciously tight yet slick with juice and fever-hot. He groaned blissfully as he plowed his bloated cock into that juicy pussy. Cindy rode his ramming cock with squeals and moans of pleasure, her pretty face contorted in a grimace of ecstasy.
"Ahhhhhhh, fuck me! Fuck it to meee!" she babbled.
The two horny kids wished they could on forever, but they were both too wildly aroused to hold out for long. Dan slammed his aching, bloated cock into her harder and harder. Cindy started fucking back at him, meeting each rough thrust of his prick with a greedy downward slam of her heavily juicing cunt. They were both moaning loudly, and the springs of the couch began to creak and groan.
"Take it baby! Take my cock!" Dan howled.
"Give it to me!" Cindy wailed. "Fuck the living shit out of me, Dan! Fuck!"
She felt the hot explosion of orgasm deep in her cunt, and she shuddered, screeched, and began to convulse. Dan felt her muscular teenage cunt squeezing his cock almost flat, and he groaned and started to sizzle his steaming load into her pussy.
"Ohhhhh. Dan! I'm coming so good!" Cindy howled.
"I'm coming, too!" he yelped. "Ahhhh, yeah!"
The two kids humped furiously at each other and howled with pleasure as they came. Their eyes were screwed shut in ecstasy, and their ecstatic cries filled the room. It was no wonder they didn't notice the front door opening. It was only as her spasms faded that Cindy opened her eyes, blinked, and gasped.
Standing not five feet from the couch were Dan's parents, George and Helen Benson.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Cindy blinked again, making sure her eyes hadn't deceived her. It was the Bensons, all right, standing there with stunned looks as they saw their son with his cock stuffed deep in the babysitter's creaming pussy. Cindy reddened and leaped off Dan's body.
"Oh gosh!" she cried. "It's your folks!"
Dan sat up fast, gawked at his parents, and said weakly, "Oh, hi, folks, I just dropped home for a quick visit, and Cindy and I, uh, got acquainted."
"We can see that," George Benson said dryly. "Go to your room, Dan. We want to talk to Cindy alone."
"Hey don't be rough on her," Dan said. "It wasn't her fault."
"Don't worry, dear, we just want to talk to her," Helen Benson said. "Run along now."
Dan left, and Mr. Benson said, "We'll talk to you in our room, Cindy."
Cindy scrambled into her panties and shirt. That was all she had time for because the Bensons were standing there looking impatient. She resigned herself to whatever punishment they had in mind. After all, they'd caught her and Dan in the act, and there was no way she could deny what had happened. She followed them to the master bedroom, and Mr. Benson closed the door behind them and locked it.
"Cindy, did Dan force you to do that?" he asked.
"No, sir," Cindy said. "I guess we just kind of got turned on to each other and then got carried away."
"Well, that was a very naughty thing you did, Cindy," Mrs. Benson said, "and of course you realize that we have to punish you for it. Either that, or tell your parents."
"Oh, gosh, no," Cindy gasped. Her parents would absolutely shit if they found out she wasn't a virgin any more. "I'll do whatever you want, Mrs. Benson, but just don't tell my folks."
"Very well, Cindy," she said. "I'll leave the punishment up to George."
George sat down on the edge of the king-size bed and said, "All right, young lady, over my knee."
Cindy reddened. She felt she was way too old for a spanking, but she had to do whatever the Bensons said, otherwise they'd tell her parents that they'd caught her fucking Dan. She grimly matched over to Mr. Benson and stretched out over his lap. Gritting her teeth, she awaited the first blow of his big hand.
The blow came, but it didn't hurt. It was hardly more than a light smack. It must have been a long time since Mr. Benson spanked anybody, because he sure didn't know how to do it. As he kept bringing his palm down feebly on her panty seat, Cindy struggled not to giggle. She made herself flinch every time his hand contacted her ass, pretending that it really hurt.
"I don't think that's having much effect, George," Helen Benson said. "You'd better pull down her panties."
"Right," George said.
Darn Mrs. Benson anyway, why did she have to notice? As Mr. Benson tugged her panties down over the firm little globes of her ass, Cindy trembled and waited for a real spanking. He smacked her again, a little harder, but it still didn't hurt. It just made a loud smacking noise, and she could feel her ass getting pink and warm.
"That's it, George," Helen said hoarsely. "Teach her a good lesson."
"Yes, Cindy, you better remember this," George growled.
There was something weird about both their voices. Bent over Mr. Benson's knees, Cindy couldn't see their faces, but they were talking in a kind of raspy, excited way. Then she noticed something else out of place. Against her side she could feel Mr. Benson's cock growing big and hard. It swelled in his pants and nudged her ribs, heavily throbbing.
"Let me check her out," Helen said.
Cindy felt the woman's pleasantly cool hand on her bare ass. Helen Benson rubbed all over the stinging pink flesh, and Cindy couldn't suppress a little shiver of pleasure. It got even better when Mrs. Benson slid one slim finger into the plump crevice between Cindy's ass-cheeks and slowly rubbed right down to her little puckered shitter.
"Does your ass hurt, Cindy?" she said.
"Oh, yes, Mrs. Benson," Cindy lied. "It hurts a lot."
"You're not telling the truth, Cindy," she said. "Now don't lie to me this time. How does this feel?"
She pressed a fingertip against Cindy's tiny wrinkled shitter and expertly rimmed the little hole. "Ooooooooo!" Cindy squealed. "That feels wild!"
"And this?" Mrs. Benson said, sliding her finger even lower, till she was rimming the wet little mouth of Cindy's cunt.
"Mmmmmm," Cindy moaned. "It feels nice."
"I think she's been punished enough, George," Helen said, smiling and withdrawing her hand from the girl's crotch. "Come ever here to the bed. Cindy."