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Babysitting Jeremy

The adventures of that cum slut and sex toy known as Little Whore Ellen

Part 04

 

By

Norm DePloom

 

It didn't take me long, after the first time I felt Jeremy's hard little-boy cock pushing into my cunt, to realize that I loved being penetrated.  Even my first ass fuck by Jeremy's father was great, once I'd gotten used to the feel of being stretched to the point that it felt like I was going to rip.  I've already said that I spent the week between being fucked by Jeremy and being fucked by Jeremy's father fantasizing about being used like a 'mindless sex toy' while I masturbated.  As long as I can remember, I've pictured myself as being the living equivalent of one of those life sized blowup fuck dolls.  I must admit that by the time I'd finished my first evening with the Hoovers I had no greater ambition in life than to have a man, any man, push my body into whatever position he wanted, enter whatever hole he pleased, and fuck me purely for his own gratification.  In my mind, the only thing that could top that would be for the man to pull his spent cock from my body, then call all of his friends for them to come over and take turns penetrating and fucking me.  Even before Mr. Hoover drove me home that night, with his cock planted firmly in my mouth, I had started to think of myself as 'Little Whore', and was resolved to ask all of my friends to call me L. W. 

 

But , getting back to where I left off, as soon as Mr. and Mrs. Hoover finished cuming, I sat on the floor next to Jeremy, and waited to find out who was going to fuck me next, and what position they wanted me in.  Without even giving it any thought, I spread my legs as wide as I could and pushed three fingers into my wet cunt.  Jeremy, still lying on the floor, moved over so his face was only an inch from my crotch and stroked his hard dick while he watched my fingers fuck in and out of my pussy.  Mr. Hoover, now as naked as his son and I were, sat down next to his wife, who was the only one still wearing clothes, and all of the Hoovers watched the show as I fucked myself.

 

"Jeremy," Mrs. Hoover spoke to her son, "go in the bedroom and get the dildo from the bedside table."

 

"Yes mom," Jeremy answered, obviously disappointed to be deprived of his oppurtunity to watch my fingers moving in and out of my wet pussy.  At the time I had no idea what a 'dildo' was, but found out when Jeremy returned moments later with an absolutely huge rubber cock.  Even my lust drenched mind noticed that Jeremy not only knew what a dildo was, but knew where to find it in his parent's bedroom. 

 

"Go ahead, Little Whore, fuck yourself with that," Mrs. Hoover said with an air of challenge as her son held the huge sex appliance out towards me.  I took the rubber cock from Jeremy and looked it over.  I could barely get my hand all the way around the shaft, and the head flared out so dramatically that I was afraid it would scrape the inside of my cunt raw.  Not one to back down from a challenge, I laid back on the  floor and, after spreading my legs as wide as humanly possible, and with only fleeting concern about where the device may have been last, began to work the massive head of the dildo between my pussy lips.  Jeremy lay down beside me again, with his face only an inch from the action, and resumed stroking his cock while he watched me work the sex toy into my body.  Looking from Jeremy's face to that of his mother and father, I suddenly realized how much it turned me on to have people watching me.  With a loud moan, I pushed and felt my cunt lips stretch to accommodate the huge head of the rubber dildo. 

 

"Oh, god, that feels so good," I said, as I pushed the first half of the monsters into my wet, wide-open pussy. 

 

"Come here," Mrs. Hoover, said to her naked, hard-cocked son as she moved off the couch onto her hands and knees. 

 

"Jeez, mom," Jeremy said, obviously not wanting to leave his position with his face close to my dildo-stretched cunt lips.  Mrs. Hoover pulled her son over and, still on her hands and knees enveloped his hard cock with her mouth.  I found the sloppy, slurppy sounds and moans coming from Jeremy's mother's mouth extremely exciting.  Jeremy, taking after his father, grabbed handfuls of his mother's hair and pumped his dick into her willing mouth while he looked over his shoulder and watched me force the last of the rubber cock into my cunt. 

 

I held onto the dildo with both hands, and fucked it forcefully in and out of my body while I watched Mr. Hoover lift his wife's skirt and, folding it up onto her back, spread her pussy lips and pushed three fingers inside her while his son continued fucking his mother's face. I was in a state of constant orgasm from the perversity of the scene in front of me.  Was there any rule of decorum that we weren't violating?  While Mr. Hoover fingered his wife with one hand, he stroked his cock with his other, never taking his eyes from my frantic fucking of myself with the dildo.  I laid my head back on the floor, forgot about the Hoovers and concentrated on the feel of the dildo as it moved in my body. The whole room was filled with the sounds ans smells of sex. 

 

I opened my eyes and looked around just in time to see Mr. Hoover lean back on the couch while Mrs. Hoover climbed up onto the couch, straddled her husband with her spread legs, and, with Mr. Hoover holding her skirt up so Jeremy and I could watch, lowered her cunt onto his hard cock.  I propped myself up in a sitting position with my left hand, to get a better view, while I continued to work the large rubber dick in my pussy with my right hand.  Jeremy appeared to be in a quandary.  He was having trouble deciding whether he wanted to watch his father's cock fuck his mother's cunt, or watch the dildo fuck mine. My curiosity was also piqued I had not seen an adult cock until a couple of hours before, and now I had the opportunity to see a cock and a cunt in action, close up.  I pulled the dildo out of my pussy and got up on my hands and knees to crawl over beside Jeremy to get a really good look at his parent's genitals while they fucked. 

 

Mrs. Hoover wasn't 'humping and pumping' on her husband's hard dick the way I expected.  She seemed to be sitting on her husband, his cock fully inside her, without any signs of movement at all.  On closer examination, I could see that Mrs. Hoover was tightening and loosening muscles in her stomach, thighs, and butt.  As best I could tell, she was rhythmically 'gripping' and releasing Mr. Hoover's hard dick with her cunt muscles.  If his moans were any indication, he seemed to love it.  Their mingled sex juices were flowing down over Mr. Hoover's balls, making them glisten in the light from the lamp on the table at the end of the couch.  Mr. Hoover could see both his son and me watching their coupling, and used both hands to make sure his wife's skirt was kept out of the way, and her butt cheeks were spread to give us a better view.  As I watched, I was struck with an idea so bold, and so perverse, that I had no idea if anyone had ever done anything like it before.  I desperately wanted to convince Mrs. Hoover that I'd be a good sex toy for her too, and not just for her husband and son.  Crawling forward, I pushed my face against Mrs. Hoover's butt cheeks and, sticking my tongue out just as far as I could, forced it into the tight, crinkled orifice being exposed by her husband. 

 

"Oh, Christ," Mrs. Hoover said, looking back over her shoulder, "Is that you, Little Whore?  Don't stop to answer," she added quickly, "just push it in further."  I strained to push every possible millimeter of my tongue that I could manage into the tight hole.  I desperately wanted to please Mrs. Hoover.  She called me Little Whore, and I was already thinking of her affectionately as 'Mamma Whore'.  Every time Mrs. Hoover clamped down on her husband's cock, I could feel her ass gripping my tongue so hard it almost forced me out of her body, and every time she relaxed, I would fuck my tongue back deep into her rear.  As I tongue-fucked his mother's anus, Jeremy moved behind me and slipped his cock into my ass.   

 

I was reveling in perversity.  Every cell in my body vibrated with sexual excitement and every one of my nerve endings tingled with lust.  I massaged Mrs. Hoover's butt while I worked my tongue deeper and deeper into her clasping rear.  I began to work my butt and abdomen muscles to grasp and release Jeremy's hard dick in time with his mother's vaginal massage of her husband's rampant cock.  Jeremy quickly adjusted his fucking to match the rhythm his mother and I were setting.  I felt at one with the Hoovers in a way I'd never experienced before.  All four of us seemed to move as one thrusting, fucking entity, each of us pleasuring and being pleasured by, the other members of our fuck-group.  I could feel Mrs. Hoover's entire body tremble and spasm as each wave of orgasmic joy swept through her.  I gave myself over to the building lust and experienced one orgasmic peak after another in rapid succession.  It seemed like we stayed locked together for hours as we each fed on the combined energy of the group. 

 

"I'm cuming," Jeremy yelled, "I mean I'm really cuming."  Jeremy pulled his cock from my tight ass and walked up to his father.  "Look." he said, as he milked another drop of fluid from his still hard cock, "jizz."  Jeremy beamed with pride as he looked back and forth from his father to his mother.

 

"That's wonderful," Jeremy's mother said as she turned and, taking Jeremy's face in her hands, brought her mouth to his and pushed her tongue between his lips.

 

"I'm so proud of you," she continued, after she finaly broke off a long exploration of her son's mouth with her maternal tongue, "we're going to Mark this date on the calendar, and celebrate it every year, the day my little Jeremy became a man."  Mr. Hoover smiled proudly, and tousled his son's hair.  I had abandoned Mrs. Hoover's ass by this time and had sat back on my ankles to watch Mr. and Mrs. Hoover praise their son for this first manifestation of his oncoming manhood. 

 

"You Know, dear" Mrs. Hoover said, "you haven't really fucked your new toy yet."  Mrs. Hoover rocked he hips, gently moving her wet cunt on her husband's hard cock.  

 

"You are right, I'd hate to think that she'd go home without having her pussy walls coated with my cum."  Mr. Hoover helped his wife up off his lap, his hard dick slapped noisily against his stomach. 

 

"Lay on the table again," Mr. Hoover ordered, as he rose from his sitting position on the couch and stood at the end of the coffee table.  I was trembling with anticipation as I climbed to my feet and moved to the table that I'd allready occupied, twice.   True. Mr. Hoover's hard cock had been inside my pussy once, but that hardly counted since he pulled it back out almost immediately in order to use it to stretch my poor virgin ass almost to the ripping point.  For all intense and purposes, I was about to be fucked for the first time.  As soon as I was on my back with my legs spread wide and my ass almost hanging off the edge, Mr. Hoover Knelt at the end of the table.  I pushed myself up onto my elbows and watched Mr. Hoover as he grasped the base of his cock and rubbed his large, firm cockhead up and down the folds of my wet pussy lips.  The feel of his dick moving over the sensitive flesh between my legs sent shivers over my body.  As I Strained to keep my head lifted off the table far enough to watch Mr. Hoover's cock enter my body, Jeremy brought a cushion over from the couch and placed it under my shoulders.  What a thoughtful young man he was.  I desperately wanted to see the dick, not just feel it, as my cunt was pushed open.

 

"Yes," I whispered, as Mr. Hoover's large, hard cock began to stretch my sensitive tissues, "fuck me, Mr. Hoover, fuck me."

 

"Look at what a slut your babysitter is," Mrs. Hoover said as she stroked her son's young dick.  I giggled at the idea of Mrs. Hoover calling me a slut while her hand moved up and down her son's cock.  Mrs. Hoover stuck her tongue out at me, then we both giggled.

 

"Give Little Whore a real good hard fuck, dear, while Jeremy and I watch and I try to coax some more cum from your son.  Little whore may have gotten his first cum up her ass," she continued, "but I'm going to be the first one to taste it."  After making that announcement, Mrs. Hoover leaned over and took her son's hard cock into her greedy mouth while she caressed and massaged his little boy balls with a skill developed from much practice at the arts of perversity.  Judging from what I had observed, I had no doubt that Jeremy would soon be depositing the cum that his mother coveted so much in her debauched, and debauching mouth. 

 

I sighed, and moaned loudly as Mr. Hoover slipped his hard cock fully into my almost virgin pussy.  As good as it felt to play with my own clitoris, and fuck myself with my hair brush, it felt even better to have someone else doing it to me.  Mr. Hoover fucked me with long, powerful, steady strokes that tugged and pulled on my clitoris as well as pushing forcefully against my "G" spot.  Between the physical stimulation of a large hard dick fucking in and out of my tight cunt, and the general air of nasty-ness that saturated everything in the room, including my body, I think I started cuming after the ninth or tenth stroke of Mr. Hoover's cock.

 

I experienced orgasm on top of orgasm; it seemed that every thrust of Mr. Hoover's hard cock into my tight wet pussy drove me to a higher peak of orgasmic ecstasy.  Even as inexperienced as I was, I knew that the intensity of my orgasms would never have reached these mind-blowing levels without the perversion that was accompanying the sex.  Laying on my back, my legs spread wide, with a hard cock pumping into my wet pussy, I felt at home; I felt like I was exactly where I was supposed to be, doing exactly what I was meant to do.  I massaged my breasts, pulling roughly on my nipples, while I watched Mrs. Hoover work on her son's cock in eager anticipation of her first taste of her son's cum.  Mr. Hoover grasped my hips and fucked forcefully into my cunt while he also watched his wife's single-minded pursuit of their child's manly fluids. 

 

Jeremy's body shivered and jerked.  His mother moaned loudly and held him gently in her month for a couple of moments.  Then, with her face glowing with excitement and pride, she sat up and kissed Jeremy on the cheek.

 

"Thank you," she said, "thank you for letting me be the first."  While watching this tender scene between his wife and their son Mr. Hoover held his cock inside my body where I felt the jerks and spasms of my pussy's first anointing with male cum.  I realized, even while it was happening, that my desire was irrational, but the interaction between Mrs. Hoover and Jeremy was so tender and loving that I, at least for the moment, hoped that Mr. Hoover's cum would impregnate me go that I could have a son and, one day, be the first to taste him.  Mr. Hoover held himself deep inside my body while we all caught our breaths and contemplated everything that had just happened.

 

"It's getting late," Mrs. Hoover announced, "Little Whore's parents will be expecting her home."  I knew she was right, but I didn't want this night of perversion and sex to stop.  My disappointment must have shown on my face.

 

"Don't worry Little Whore," Mrs. Hoover said, "you'll be babysitting for Jeremy a lot in the future."  Mrs. Hoover seemed to be completely over the icy rage she had displayed earlier in the evening.  I got up from the table and hugged her, then Jeremy, and finally Mr. Hoover.  After kissing me, and massaging my naked butt with Both hands, Mr. Hoover gathered up my clothes and handed them to me, all except my panties and bra.

 

"We expect you to get used to not wearing underwear," he explained, "did you notice that Mrs. Hoover does not wear panties or bras?"

 

"Yes, I did," I answered, blushing for no good reason I could think of.

 

"Use your babysitting money to buy yourself a couple of garter belts, and some good quality silk hose."  I nodded my head in agreement, as I slipped my sweater over my head and pulled my skirt up my legs. 

 

"I Know your mother might notice that you're not wearing under clothes," Mrs. Hoover said, taking over the instructions from her husband, "so give some thought to how you will handle that problem if it arises."  Mrs. Hoover stood up from the couch and retrieved the monster rubber cock from the floor, where it had been left after I'd fucked myself silly.

 

"We want you use this on yourself at least twice a day."  While his mother lectured me on how they expected me to use the dildo, Jeremy came over to my side and, lifting my skirt, explored my still naked cunt with his fingers.  Mrs. Hoover smiled when I automatically and without hesitation spread my legs to make myself more available to he son's exploring fingers. 

 

"Each time you use it," Mrs. Hoover continued while Jeremy pushed three or four fingers into my pussy, which had been left wet and slippery by my secretions and his father's cum, "we want you to use it in your cunt, your ass, and your mouth.  Be sure you bring it back with you next Saturday, it's only on loan."  The whole time Mrs. Hoover lectured me about the use of the rubber cock, and Jeremy fucked his fingers in and out of my pussy, I could feel a big silly grin on my face while my head bounced up and down like one of those bobble head dolls.

 

"Come on, come on," Mr. Hoover said with pretended exasperation, "it's time for the fuck toy to go home and rest for a while."

 

Even after everything that I'd done, and had been done to me, I blushed when Mr. Hoover put his arm around my waist, slipped his hand under my sweater, and tugged on my nipple while he walked me to the car. 

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