Chapter 2
Bambi's first full day on the job was easy but dull. She and Mark ate, went shopping, took a walk, swam in the pool, and watched TV. She knew she shouldn't complain, especially when she was being paid so well, but she felt like she'd go crazy before the end of the summer. The problem was, she felt so horny.
She and Kurt had discussed the problem before she took the job offered by Paul Edwards. Kurt knew she needed the money if she was going to go to college, and he didn't want to do anything to spoil her chances. So they'd agreed that unless Edwards gave her some time off now and then, they wouldn't be doing any love-making. Getting it on in Edwards' house was just too risky.
It was a damned hard decision to make, but they knew it was right. And that was why Bambi was astonished that evening to answer the doorbell and find Kurt standing on the front steps.
"Hi, baby," he said apologetically, "I just had to stop by and see how you're doing."
"Oh, Kurt, I'm so glad to see you," Bambi sighed. "Come on in for awhile-but remember our agreement."
"Sure, babe," Kurt said, giving her a longing look. "I'll just stay a few minutes."
Bambi led him into the living room where she and Mark were watching TV. After introducing the two young men, she went to the kitchen to get Kurt a beer. He and Mark eyed each other suspiciously. Kurt didn't like the fact that Bambi was staying alone with a kid who happened to be quite attractive. And of course, after spying on Bambi last night, Mark new a lot about Kurt and felt very jealous of him.
Bambi could feel the tension in the air when she returned with Kurt's beer, and she started up a light conversation, trying to put the men at ease. She could hardly control himself, though, because her lust for Kurt was almost boiling over. Tall, blond, a twenty-year-old college man, he was everything she'd ever wanted in a boyfriend. She just wished she could jump into his arms right now. How in hell was she going to go all summer without fucking him?
Mark couldn't help noticing the looks Bambi and Kurt were giving each other. It was obvious that they wanted to be alone so they could get it on. He felt furiously jealous. On the other hand, it might be a real kick to spy on them. He'd watched his father with various dates, but they'd never gone all the way. Mark was willing to bet that Bambi and Kurt wouldn't show that much restraint. He'd really like to see a couple fucking. And there might be a big advantage for him if they did get it on. His face lit up with a wicked grin as an idea came to him.
"Excuse me," he said, standing up and faking a big yawn, "I'm really bushed. Guess I'll go to bed
Bambi looked surprised, but she said, "Of course, Mark, I'll see you in the morning."
"Goodnight, Mark, nice to meet you," Kurt said.
Liar, Mark thought. But he smiled pleasantly and left the room. Upstairs he dug out the instant movie camera his dad had given him for Christmas, humming as he got it ready. Then he crept quietly back down the dark stairway, grinning like a fiend.
The moment he'd left the room, Kurt and Bambi had turned to stare at each other, their lust obvious. "Kurt, we just can't take the chance," Bambi moaned.
"Why not?" Kurt said hoarsely. "The kid's gone in bed, and there's nobody else here."
"What if he wakes up?" Bambi said.
"Even if he does, there's no reason for him to come downstairs," Kurt said, reaching for her. "Please, baby, I'm so fuckin' horny for you, I could die."
The feeling was mutual. Bambi went into his arms with a hoarse moan of need, her pussy creaming like crazy. They kissed hungrily, cramming their tongues into each other's mouth, and she wantonly rubbed her pouting mound against Kurt's swelling cock. That was a sensation she'd really missed, feeling his prick mushrooming against her belly, feeling it throb through their clothes.
"Oh, Kurt, I just can't help it," she said, "I just have to get it on with you."
"That's my girl," Kurt grinned. "And don't worry-it'll be perfectly safe."
That remark got a soft chuckle from Mark, who was getting his camera ready on the stairs. He just hoped there was going to be some hot action to film. To judge from what was happening right now, no problem. Bambi and Kurt were exchanging steamy tongue-kisses, and they were pawing each other frantically, as if they couldn't wait to get at each other. Briefly Mark imagined himself in Kurt's place, and his cock went stiff as a board. He reminded himself that he had a job to do and had better stay cool.
That realization didn't make his hard-on go away, but he tried to ignore it as he got ready to shoot. Bambi and Kurt emerged from a long hot tongue-kiss and began to take off their clothes. That was when Mark started the camera. He had plenty of film beside him and was prepared to capture every second of the action.
Unaware that everything she did was being made into a movie, Bambi eagerly stripped, tossing her clothes in every direction. It had actually been only a few days since the last time she and Kurt fucked, but it seemed like a lifetime to the desperately horny girl. She ogled her boyfriend's lean hard body as he took off his clothes. The crotch of his jockey shorts was bulging obscenely.
"Let me do that, Kurt," Bambi said hoarsely, reaching for his shorts.
"Sure, baby," Kurt leered.
Carefully she peeled his shorts down over his steel-hard young cock. She creamed at the sight of that belly-hugging boner. She helped Kurt out of his shorts, leaving him completely naked, and he reached for her last garment, her tiny bikini panties. She shivered with longing as he eased the panties down her long legs. She stepped out of them, and she and Kurt sank down on the thick carpet, moaning and caressing.
As they rolled to the carpet, Mark decided it was safe to move in for a closer picture. They weren't going to be paying much attention in their surroundings for awhile. He moved almost to the archway at the entrance to the living room, putting him within twenty feet of the moaning couple. This was going to be one hell of a movie. And it was going to be quite a sex education, too. Mark still wasn't totally clear on what fucking was all about.
He'd had sex education classes at school, and he'd necked with a few girls. He'd secretly collected a pile of naughty books and magazines that showed people fucking. But he'd never seen two real-live people going at it. He couldn't help feeling excited and aroused by that prospect. His ever-horny young cock strained against the fly of his jeans and leaked hot sticky juice as he watched Bambi and her boyfriend rolling naked on the floor.
Finally Bambi ended up on her back, and Kurt was moving her bent legs wide open. Mark got a super shot of her pussy, and then Kurt was blocking his view, crawling between her legs. As far as movie-making was concerned, that was a bummer. But it was hotly exciting to Mark, who expected the older boy to shove his stiff cock into Bambi's juicing little cunt. But that wasn't what happened at all.
"Oooooo, Kurt, yesssss," Bambi hissed.
Mark gawked and almost forgot to aim the camera. Kurt had shoved his head right between Bambi's thighs, and now his head was bobbing up and down and he was making an obscene loud slurping noise. Mark couldn't figure out what in hell he was doing, but Bambi seemed to love it. Her pretty face contorted into a lusty grimace, and she moaned deliriously.
"Oh, honey, yes," she cried, "lick my pussy."
Mark almost shot his load. He'd heard some of the other guys at school talk about giving head or going down on girls, but this was the first time he'd seen it done. He imagined being in Kurt's place, his face snug between Bambi's thighs, lashing his tongue all over her pussy. That would really be exciting. He seethed with jealousy.
Then he remembered that he wasn't there just to watch. He shifted his position a little, so he could get a better shot of the action, and now he could see Kurt's wet red tongue lashing up and down the moist pink line of Bambi's slit. She lay there with her legs spread as wide as they'd go, and she gurgled and whimpered and clawed the rug, obviously going out of her mind with pleasure. Kurt's tongue had to feel very, very good to her.
"Unnnhhhhh, Kurt, honey, suck me," she begged, "get me off before I go crazy."
Kurt raised his head for a second and leered at her, then spread apart the furry lips of her bush and isolated the pea-size lump of her clit, the most sensitive organ of her body. He tickled it with the stiff tip of his tongue, and Bambi whimpered and fed him hot spurts of cream. Mark sensed he was just teasing her, getting her even more frantically aroused.
"Please, baby, please," she sobbed.
Kurt went on circling the erect shaft of her joy button with the tip of his tongue, giving her tantalizing stabs of pleasure but not getting her off. Bambi couldn't stand it. She clawed the rug and shoved her dripping pussy at his face, trying to get him to take her clit in his mouth. She urgently needed to be sucked off, but Kurt was playing games.
"Damn you, Kurt, I can't stand it," she cried.
Suddenly Kurt jammed his lips onto her clit and began to suck. Bambi screamed and almost flew off the rug. Kurt's head was bobbing fast, and he was making a very loud slurping noise that echoed through the huge living room. Mark was hotly turned on, and he tried to memorize everything the older guy did. He wanted to be able to turn a girl on like that. Bambi had screwed her eyes shut, and she was panting hard as she hurtled toward climax.
"Unnnhhhh, yeah, that's it," she cried, "that's it, you big bastard, suck me off."
Each hard greedy suck from Kurt's lips could have sent her over the edge into a body-wracking orgasm, but she greedily prolonged the excitement, hovering on the edge of climax but not quite coming. She'd been starved for this session with her boyfriend, and she wanted to savor every second of it. There was no telling when she and Kurt might get another chance to be alone together.
"Yeah, baby, do it to me, suck," she whined.
Mark was getting some terrific shots of the action, but he was damned near coming in his pants. He kept imagining himself in Kurt's place noisily sucking Bambi's pussy and driving her out of her mind with pleasure. He pretended all her naughty cries were for him and his sucking lips and lashing tongue. His tireless young cock practically tore its way out of his jeans.
"Oooooo, shit, Kurt, I'm almost there," Bambi sobbed.
Mark ached to unzip his pants and let his painfully stiff cock wag free, but he needed both hands for the movie camera. He was determined to capture everything the couple did. Now Bambi was stiffening and arching her body, shoving her clit farther into Kurt's noisily sucking mouth. She was silent for a moment, and then she let out a hoarse yell and her slender body began to rock and buck violently.
"You did it to me, I'm coming!" she screamed.
Kurt couldn't keep her squirting clit between his lips when she was writhing like that. He rose to his knees and watched the results of his work, grinning broadly. Bambi was rolling around on the floor, moaning and sobbing with ecstasy as she came, and thick hot come-cream was spurting from her little twat. Kurt had every reason to think he'd done a great job on her.
"Mmmmmm, fantastic," she sighed at last, opening her eyes to give him a grateful look.
"Thanks," he grinned, "but I bet you're not satisfied yet."
"How'd you guess?" Bambi laughed.
She crawled to where he knelt, crouched low, and began to lick his cock. He gave a lusty gasp and shiver as her hot little tongue played over the lust-engorged flesh. Mark panted with longing and barely stifled a moan of envy. He would have given anything in the world to have his beautiful babysitter do that to him. He imagined Bambi on her hands and knees, lashing her tongue all over his stiff cock and lathering it with her hot spit. Once again he almost came in his pants.
"Yeah, baby, lick my meat," Kurt leered, "lick it all over."
Mark moved as close as he safely could and photographed Bambi's bobbing head and lashing tongue. She licked Kurt's thick seven-incher all over, till every inch of it gleamed. She nibbled playfully on the fat purple head of his prick, using just the tips of her teeth. She sucked the head of his throbbing boner into her mouth and lashed it with her tongue.
"You better watch out, lady," Kurt said hoarsely, "or I'll shoot my load right down your throat."
"I bet you can take a little more of this, though," Bambi grinned.
"Yeah," he rasped, "but just a little. Christ, I been so horny for you, I can't believe it. I'm all cocked and ready to shoot."
Mark knew the feeling. Right now he felt like he'd come if he sneezed. But he tried to ignore his achingly swollen prick and concentrate on making a good movie. He captured each exciting second as Bambi stuffed her boyfriend's thick thick blue-veined boner into her mouth and sucked on it loudly. Kurt moaned softly and fed her helpless spurts of cream.
"Honey, that's really enough," he said at last. "I wanta come in your hot little pussy tonight."
Bambi raised her head and let his spit-soaked cock free. It stood straight up, drooling thick streams of juice. She stared at it longingly. She remembered how desperate she'd been for it last night, so desperate that she'd masturbated right there on the couch, using her fingers to imitate Kurt's hammering cock. Tonight she was going to have the real thing-and she could hardly wait.
"Be my little doggy," Kurt leered.
Moaning with need, Bambi reversed her position, crouching on her knees and elbows, her luscious little ass aimed at Kurt. He ogled the swollen dripping flesh of her gash. He'd always found her cunt red-hot, and he knew it was really going to be smoking tonight. But he didn't want to rush things. No telling when they might get together again, so he intended to savor every moment. He grasped her hips and played the swollen head of his cock up and down the slippery line of her slit.
"Oooooo, honey," Bambi whimpered.
He'd done this to her before, rubbing his cock on the outside of her twat, driving her crazy with need. She creamed buckets and jerked her hips instinctively, trying to take him into her body, but she couldn't manage it. Of course that was part of his plan. He wanted her to get so desperate that she'd beg for his cock, and he soon got his wish. Bambi couldn't stand the teasing another second. She had to get fucked or die of frustration.
"Please, Kurt, stick your cock into me," she sobbed, "fuck me before I go crazy."
Mark would have gladly taken on the assignment, but just at that moment Kurt finally crammed his rigid boner into her, spreading her delicate pussy lips hugely. He gave a lusty snort and pistoned his cock hard into her cunt, shoving into her till his coarse-haired balls rammed her gash. Mark winced, thinking he was hurting her, but Bambi moaned in ecstasy.
"Ahhhhh, yeah, honey, stick it into me, give me all of it," she cried.
"You got it, baby," Kurt rasped, "you got every fuckin' inch of it. You like it?"
"You know I do," Bambi gurgled, clawing the rug and creaming helplessly. "Fuck me with it, Kurt, fuck my brains out."
Mark nearly came again, as he imagined her saying something like that to him. More and more he was becoming obsessed with his pretty young babysitter, and he knew he'd never rest till he had his cock inside her, like Kurt did now. But he'd worry about that later. Right now his priority was getting every bit of the action on camera. He moved back a little so he could film both writhing bodies as Kurt began to fuck Bambi.
"Oooooo, yeah, fuck it to me, fuck it to me," Bambi moaned. "I missed your cock so much, honey."
"I missed your hot little cunt," Kurt panted. "Ahhhhh, shit, it's good."
He was fucking into her hard and deep, making her slender fragile-looking body shake with the impact, but Bambi showed no signs of pain. Just the opposite-with each deep thrust of his stiff cock she wailed with pleasure, and thick floods of cream overflowed her little box and gushed down her thighs. She loved to fuck, no question about that. Mark almost groaned as he watched, he wanted her so bad.
"Unnhhhhh, honey, fuck me harder," Bambi begged, "give it to me as hard as you can."
It was easy for Kurt to grant her wish, because his arousal was carrying him away, driving him to fuck into her faster and faster. Mark could hear his flat belly smacking her ass, and he watched Bambi's pretty little tits shaking wildly with the impact of her boyfriend's fucking. Her eyes rolled crazily, the closed tightly, and her little pink tongue lolled out. Even Mark, an experienced virgin, could tell that she was about to come.
"Fuck it to me, you big bastard, fuck," she babbled.
Kurt's eyes were rolling, too, as he hammered his cock into her, and it was obvious that he was struggling not to shoot his load till he'd gotten her off. He fucked into her with lightning speed, till their bodies were almost a blur before the camera, and Bambi screamed in ecstasy. She dug her nails into the rug to keep from being knocked over by the impact of his fucking.
"Yes, yes, baby, you're fucking me so damned good," she gasped.
Mark once more fought the urge to haul out his swollen dick and jack off. He sensed there wasn't going to be much more to film, and he wanted to be sure he got it all. He was shooting the action when Bambi threw back her head and began to wail.
"Ahhhh, Kurt, I'm coming, whaaahhhhh!" she screamed.
Kurt shuddered violently and began pounding his load into her red-hot sucking little cunt. "Take my come, baby, take it, aaaggghhhh!" he roared.
Mark struggled to ignore his own boiling lust as he filmed the last seconds of their frantic fucking. His cock was practically tearing its way out of his pants as he watched Kurt sizzle load after load of hot jizz into Bambi's smoking little fuck hole. Then as the couple slumped back, panting and satisfied, he took his camera and hurried silently upstairs.
"Oh, my gosh, did I ever need that," Bambi sighed.
"You and me both," Kurt panted.
"I just hope Mark didn't hear anything," she said.
"If he had, we'd have heard from him," Kurt said. "Forget it-he's sound asleep."
Wrong. Mark was in bed, all right, but he wasn't sleeping. He was jacking off like crazy, replaying the scene he'd just filmed, only with himself as the leading man. And he vowed to himself that next time he had an orgasm, it wouldn't be from his own fist. He'd be shooting his load into his babysitter's hot little pussy hole. At least that was the plan. Now all he had to do was carry it out.