Chapter 1
Bambi Brown was just out of high school, eager to enter the big world of college-and flat broke. That was why she was so excited one warm June morning as she reported for the first day of her summer job. At last she'd found a way to earn money for her college expenses.
And the man who'd hired her was so sexy! Bambi paused on Paul Edwards' front porch, not quite ready to ring the doorbell.
She had to get control of herself first. She couldn't forget how handsome Mr. Edwards was, how she'd hardly been able to take her eyes off him during their interview at his office. Sure, he was thirty-eight, old enough to be her father, but that didn't keep Bambi from longing for him.
After all, she wasn't a little kid any more. She had a woman's body, long-legged and high-breasted, and she had the feelings of a woman, too. She and her steady boyfriend Kurt had been fucking for months now. She felt a little sheepish when she thought of Kurt. Naturally she hadn't told him how Mr. Edwards aroused her. But, she told herself, it was an innocent arousal, and it wasn't going to lead anywhere. Mr. Edwards wouldn't be interested in a teenage girl.
No, what he wanted was a babysitter, Edwards was a widower and a very busy and successful businessman, and he needed somebody to look after his son when he was away. Bambi was to live in, and she was going to be paid very generously. She just hoped Edwards' kid wasn't a real handful. She'd never met him, didn't even know how old he was. All she knew was, she needed this job desperately.
Trying to look as mature and competent as possible, Bambi rang the doorbell. But when Paul Edwards himself answered it and grinned at her, her knees felt rubbery, and she got a hot longing sensation in her pussy. She just couldn't keep her cool around this man. She managed a weak smile as he ushered her into the luxuriously furnished two-story brick home.
"Hi, Mr. Edwards," she said.
"Hi, Bambi," he smiled, "let me take your suitcase. I'll show you your room, and then you can meet Mark."
He gave her a quick tour of the house, but Bambi hardly heard what he was saying. She just couldn't take her eyes off him. He was one of the most attractive men she'd ever seen. He was about six feet tall, nicely built, with broad shoulders and trim hips and ass, dark hair just beginning to get a little silver around the temples. Bambi couldn't help herself. She had a quick image of them in bed together, Paul Edwards slipping his stiff cock into her soaking eager cunt.
"Have a seat, Bambi, and I'll get Mark. He's outside playing, I think," Paul said as they returned to the living room.
"Ummmm-hmmmmm," Bambi muttered.
She didn't want to meet the kid. She wished there wasn't any kid. She just wanted to be alone with Paul and to have him treat her like a mature lusty woman, not a teenager. Her pussy was hot and swollen and wet. She gave a big sigh of longing as Paul walked away. She'd just have to resign herself to the fact that he wasn't interested in her. And she had to remember that she was here to do a job, not to have sexy fantasies about her boss.
"Darn it all," she sighed.
Paul returned, and walking behind him was a teenage boy. "Mark, this is your sitter for the summer, Bambi," he said.
Mark and Bambi stared at each other. Bambi hadn't expected him to be this old. He sure as hell wasn't a little kid. He was almost as tall as his father, and just as good-looking. Mark perhaps hadn't expected a sitter so young and pretty, because he just couldn't take his eyes off Bambi. His gaze wandered up her long shapely legs, over her slim but curvy body, up to her lovely face framed with long dark hair.
"Uh, hi, Mark," Bambi finally managed to say.
"Hi," he said, reddening as his voice broke.
"I thought things would work out best if you two were close in age," Paul said. "This way you'll understand each other better and have lots to talk about. Mark's always had much older sitters before, and he didn't like them."
"Yeah," Mark said, "they were all old ladies, real strict. They hardly let me do anything."
"Well, I'm sure you and Bambi will be friends," Paul said, "but remember, son, you're to obey her and do whatever she says. When I'm away, Bambi's the boss."
"Yes, sir," Mark sighed.
"Well, I'd better get started for the airport, then," Paul said. "I'll see you two in a few days."
Bambi watched him longingly as he headed for his little blue sports car. She wished she was going with him, wished she was grown-up and sophisticated enough to be his girlfriend. Then she pulled herself back to reality and turned to face Mark. He was still looking her over hungrily, and she couldn't help observing what an attractive kid he was. But that's all he was, just a kid. She didn't find him nearly as sexy as his father.
"What would you like for dinner, Mark?" she asked.
"Hamburgers," he grinned. "That's all I really like, hamburgers and french fries."
"I can see it's gonna be real easy to cook for you," Bambi laughed.
The evening was easy but dull. Mark was polite and obedient and friendly, and they got along fine, but Bambi wondered how she was going to get through a whole summer of hanging out with him. After dinner they sat in the huge living room and watched the big-screen TV, but Bambi's mind wandered. Just being near Paul Edwards had made her horny, and now she was hornier than ever.
She wished her boyfriend Kurt was there. She longed to be rubbing her body against his, feeling his stiff cock straining in his fly. Every time they met, Kurt got a hard-on, and then it was a mad scramble to find some privacy, some place where Bambi could ease Kurt's stiff dick out of his pants and play with it. She wished she was touching and caressing his hot hard cock right now.
She reddened, realizing that Mark was watching her as she thought about her boyfriend's cock. She just hoped he couldn't read her mind. He sure stared at her a lot. She kept catching him at it, finding his eyes focused on her tits or ass or crotch. Of course he was a teen, and that meant he was always horny. She remembered what it was like to date guys his age. She had to be fighting them off all the time.
"It's getting to be your bedtime, Mark," w she smiled.
"Yeah, I guess so," he sighed. "Just let me catch the last five minutes of this show, okay?"
"Sure," Bambi said.
Mark wasn't really interested in the TV program. He just wanted to be around his pretty babysitter as long as possible. When the show was over, he dutifully left the room, but from the shadows of the stairs he looked back at Bambi. She was so beautiful, he thought, just the kind of girl who turned him on. In his jack-off fantasies he was always making it with girls who looked like Bambi, dark and slender with big brown eyes and nice thrusting little tits. Just being around her was driving him wild.
Bambi glanced in his direction, checking to see if he'd gone to bed, but she couldn't see him in the shadows. Mark already knew that, from spying on his dad and his dates. Many a night he'd sat on the stairs and watched them make out, and they'd never spotted him. He decided to stay and watch Bambi for awhile.
Unaware that she had an audience, Bambi turned the TV down low and stretched out on the couch, shivering with horniness. If she weren't on the job, she would have phoned Kurt, and they'd have gone for a ride and gotten it on. If only she could be making love with him right now! She gurgled with longing as she imagined her boyfriend cramming his thick hard cock into her juicy little fuck hole.
"Ohhhh, damn," she sighed.
She needed a stiff cock so badly. She was creaming steadily as she thought about it, and her hungry pussy was painfully swollen. But no male was going to come to her rescue. She'd have to take care of her lust all by herself. Luckily she was an expert at that. She'd been playing with herself since she was a kid. She took one more glance at the hallway, to make sure Mark wasn't there. All she saw was darkness.
Eagerly she unzipped her jeans had and tugged them off. Mark, watching from the stairway, could hardly believe his luck. She was wearing tiny bikini panties, and at the sight of them his cock went stiff as a board. Then he got even luckier. Bambi pulled off her panties, too, revealing a neat little dark bush. It was the first time Mark had seen a naked pussy. His cock lurched eagerly against his fly, throbbing hotly.
Reclining on her back, Bambi opened her legs, showing the moist pink line of her slit and its fine fringe of dark curls. Mark gave a low growl of excitement, then reminded himself to keep quiet. He sure as hell didn't want to get caught now. He was finally getting a good look at a pussy, and he didn't want to blow that opportunity. But his prick was threatening to tear its way out of his jeans. He quickly unzipped his fly and hauled out his throbbing boner, pumping it in his fist.
As he started playing with himself, Bambi did the same thing. She eased her stiff index finger down over her wet pink gash and began rubbing the glistening cream-beaded flesh. That just about blew Mark's mind. His cock lurched violently and began to drip hot cream onto the stairs. He pumped his dick faster, more firmly, as he watched his pretty sitter stroking her slit. Soon her fingers glistened with her hot sticky cream. Mark could hear her faint moans and gurgles of pleasure as she stroked the sensitive flesh of her pussy.
"Mmmmmm, yes, baby, yes," she moaned.
When Bambi masturbated, she always found it a lot more exciting to have a fantasy to go with it. Tonight she was having her very favorite fantasy. Actually it was a memory, because it had really happened, but every time she replayed it in her mind, it got more arousing. She was replaying the night she'd lost her cherry, an event that had taken place about six months earlier.
She and Kurt hadn't been dating long, but already she knew he wouldn't rest till he'd gotten into her pants. Most boys she dated were like that, but few of them were as determined as Kurt. And none of them had turned her on the way Kurt did. She'd told all the other guys that she wasn't going to fuck them, to just forget it, and then they either dropped the subject or dropped her. It was very simple. Except with Kurt.
On that fateful date they'd gone to the movies, and she was sure Kurt had deliberately picked the sexiest movie in town. There was lots of love-making in it, and it made Bambi very excited. Her virgin pussy got all hot and wet, and she was squirming in her seat. Kurt slipped his arm around her and bent down to kiss her, gliding his tongue into her mouth. She creamed right through her panties.
She'd been kissed before, but it had never affected her like this. Kurt naughtily darted his slick tongue in and out of her mouth, and she was going crazy with excitement. She let him kiss her again and again, something she didn't usually permit. She even let him slide his hand down from her shoulder and squeeze her right tit through her clothes. All the other guys who'd tried that with her had gotten their hands slapped.
Bambi just didn't know what came over her.
Maybe it was a combination of that sexy movie and the hot attraction she felt toward Kurt. But after the movie, when he suggested they go for a ride, she didn't refuse. She knew exactly what he was going to try, yet she didn't say no. Looking back on it, she realized that she'd been ready to lose her cherry without knowing it. By consenting to go with Kurt, she'd actually been begging for it.
They drove to a popular teenage necking spot and began making out. That, too, was something Bambi rarely did. She'd permit some hand holding and a few kisses, but that was all. But tonight with Kurt she wanted to go farther. She let him give her more of those exciting steamy tongue-kisses, and she let him squeeze both her tits through her clothes. Soon he was breathing harshly, and she knew he was uncontrollably aroused. He grasped her shirt and pushed it up over her bra. Then he was reaching around her to unhook the bra.
Ordinarily Bambi would have screamed and fought if any guy had tried that with her. Now she just slumped back against the seat and let Kurt take off her bra and shirt. Her tits were apple-size, round and luscious and high-riding. Kurt closed his hot hands over them, and Bambi gurgled with lust as he began a sensuous gentle massage of the tender flesh. It was the first time a guy had touched her naked tits, and she loved it.
"Ahhhh, yeah, baby," she moaned, as she replayed that scene in her mind.
Watching her from the stairs, Mark realized she was having some kind of daydream of fantasy as she rubbed her pussy, and he envied the guy she was thinking about. She used one hand to masturbate herself, and with the other she pushed her shirt and bra out of the way and began squeezing her tits. Mark shivered and almost moaned with longing. He didn't like tits like watermelons, he liked nice little ones-and Bambi's tits were perfect.
"Yes, Kurt, honey, do it to me," she whispered.
So the guy's name was Kurt? Mark seethed with jealousy. He wondered if Bambi had actually fucked this guy or just had a crush on him. She sure had the hots for him right now. She rubbed her stiff finger faster and faster over her cream-soaked pussy and rubbed her little red nipples into long stiff buds. Mark shivered with lust and pumped his throbbing, dripping cock.
"Ohhhhh, baby, that's so nice," Bambi whispered.
She hadn't actually said that the night Kurt took her virginity. She'd been too turned on to speak. He'd fondled her tits for a while, then bent down and licked and sucked them. Bambi moaned as her sensitive nipples went stiff in his mouth. She was creaming like crazy by then, unable to stop the sticky hot flood of juice that soaked her jeans and panties. Kurt reached for the zipper of her jeans, and she didn't stop him.
It was like one of-those dreams where she wanted to move but couldn't. She watched him take off her jeans and panties, leaving her naked. She'd never been naked in front of a boy before. She wondered what was making her behave like this, but the answer was clear later. She'd finally met a guy she couldn't resist, a guy she just had to fuck. Her maturing body was telling her that it was time to become a full female.
After he undressed her, Kurt stripped, and Bambi got her first look at a naked cock. It was a lot bigger than she'd imagined, about seven inches long and very thick. It stood up rigidly from his lap, bulging with blue veins and leaking hot globs of cream. Kurt realized from the way she was gawking that she'd never seen a cock before, and he guided her hand gently to it, rubbing her fingers up and down the hot hard shaft.
"It won't bite," he said. "Go ahead, feel it."
Eagerly Bambi curled her fingers around his prick and pumped it, loving the smooth hot texture of his flesh. As she did that, Kurt placed the tip of his index finger on her clit and began to rub steadily but gently. Bambi was so turned on, she gasped and soaked his finger with a spurt of hot pussy juice. Her clit was very sensitive, and Kurt knew just how to massage it.
"Unnnhhhhhh," she moaned.
"You like that?" he asked.
"Yessss," Bambi hissed.
"Here's something you'll like even more," he said.
He eased her down on her back and lowered himself onto her. He used his knees to push her legs apart, and he sank down between them. Bambi knew what was happening, but she felt unable to resist. He touched the fat hard head of his cock to her virgin cunt mouth and began to push into her slowly but steadily. It was the most exciting thing she'd ever felt in her life.
Masturbating furiously as she replayed that scene, she moaned, "Ohhhhhh, yeah, Kurt, honey, stick that big thing into me, fuck me good."
Mark heard her and almost came. He didn't know how much longer he could hold out. There was his pretty babysitter, her legs spread wide, her pussy dripping cream as she frigged herself and moaned to her imaginary lover, telling him to shove his cock into her. It was blowing Mark's mind. Now he got even more excited as Bambi shoved three bunched fingers up her cunt and began finger-fucking herself.
"Yeah, baby, fuck it to me," she panted, "fuck the living shit out of me, honey."
She hadn't said that the night Kurt busted her cherry, but she would have if she'd known the words. As she took a rock-hard throbbing cock for the first time, she was creaming like crazy and whimpering with excitement. She'd finger-fucked herself often enough that her cunt had expanded from virgin narrowness, and Kurt's fat boner didn't hurt her. It just felt great. He touched bottom and began fucking her in quick hard jabs.
"Ohhhh, my God, yesss," she hissed.
Bambi rarely got farther than that in her replay of the scene. By that point she was just too excited, and she had to get herself off or go crazy. So she bunched three fingers together and crammed them into her cunt, imitating the size and shape of Kurt's cock. She finger-fucked herself furiously, pretending her boyfriend was fucking her till her teeth rattled.
"Fuck it to me, fuck it to meeeeeeee," she squealed.
Mark's eyes were starting to roll, and he had trouble focusing them on Bambi's pumping fingers. He fought the insane urge to run into the room and throw herself onto her and cram his achingly engorged cock into her boiling little box. That just wouldn't be the way to go about it. He just tightened hs grip on his violently throbbing cock and started bringing himself off.
Just then Bambi's body stiffened for a second, and she gasped loudly. Then she began to convulse, her body bucking and writhing. "Oooooo, shit, oooooo, I'm coming!" she howled, pumping her fingers furiously in her spurting cunt.
"Awwwww, shit, unnnhhhhhh!" Mark gasped.
Luckily that involuntarily cry was drowned out by Bambi's shrill wails of pleasure. He just had time to grab his hanky and clap it over the exploding head of his cock, and then he was coming like gangbusters. As he shot his load, he pretended he was hammering it into Bambi's boiling twat. Her howls and moans of ecstasy were for him as she took his pile-driving prick.
"Oooooooo, baby, you're making me come so good!" she moaned.
Mark finished coming and crept quietly up the stairs to his room. He knew that after what he'd seen tonight he wouldn't be able to think of anything else but fucking his beautiful babysitter. For months now he'd plotted how to lose his cherry, but he'd never had a specific girl in mind. Now he knew just who he wanted to lose it with.
The only question was, how could he get Bambi to cooperate?