Chapter 3
The next day it seemed to Bambi that Mark was hanging around her a lot. Wherever she went, he followed, as if he couldn't let her out of his sight. He even offered to help with the breakfast and lunch dishes, something he'd never done before. Bambi began to wonder if he had a crush on her.
If he did, she intended to discourage it. She didn't need a kid his age following her around and sighing for the next three months.
"Mark," she said as they finished putting away the dishes after lunch, "you don't have to keep me company if you don't want to. Go hang out with your friends."
"Aw, no, I'd rather be here with you, Bambi," he said.
"All the time?" she sighed. "Surely there's other things you'd like to do."
"Not really," he answered, looking at her and sighing.
Now she knew he had a crush on her! What was she going to do? He was perpetually horny, and he probably wouldn't leave her alone for the rest of the summer. That would get to be a colossal drag. Bambi decided to take a stand right then and there. If she didn't get some space and some time to herself she'd go crazy. She turned to Mark with a determined look on her face.
"Mark you can't be with me every minute," she said. "I mean, you're not a little kid."
"No, I'm not," Mark said huskily, "and that's why I wanta be around you, Bambi-if you know what I mean."
"No, I don't," Bambi said impatiently, "please explain."
Mark reddened. All day he'd been trying to get up his nerve and spell things out for Bambi. He wanted to tell her that he'd shot a movie of her and Kurt getting it on, and that he'd show the movie to his dad if Bambi didn't do exactly what he wanted. It was so simple, so easy-yet he hadn't gotten up the nerve to try it. Now he was on the spot.
"I-I guess it'd be easiest to explain by showing you something," he said. "Come on in the rec room."
Bambi followed him down to the basement, which was set up for all kinds of games and entertainment. Mark set up a small movie screen and projector. She couldn't understand why he wanted to show her a movie, but at least it was something new and different to do. He got comfortable chairs for them both, turned off the lights, and rolled the film.
"Oh, my God," Bambi gasped.
For the first few minutes she just couldn't believe what she was seeing. There on the screen were her and Kurt taking off their clothes. Naked, they got down on the rug and began kissing and pawing each other. Bambi's mouth dropped open, and she stared pop-eyed at the screen. It was her and Kurt, all right, but how in the world had they been photographed?
"Mark," she demanded hoarsely, "how did you get this film?"
"I took it myself, with my instant movie camera," he said. "There's a lot more. You'd better see it all."
Bambi was horrified, yet she somehow couldn't tear her eyes away from the screen. Now Kurt was crawling between her legs and thrusting his face right into her pussy. The movie had no sound, but the expression on her face was enough to convey her feelings. She watched her own features twist into a lusty grimace as her boyfriend began eating her pussy.
"Oh, nooooo," she moaned.
Mark wasn't lying-he'd filmed everything that happened. Bambi watched herself come as Kurt sucked her off. Her body shook and bucked and writhed. Then she was on her hands and knees, crawling over to lick Kurt's stiff boner. As she watched that, she felt a little shiver of lust in spite of her shock. She watched a grin spread across Kurt's face as she took his cock into her mouth and began to suck. Watching it on the scream, she felt her pussy getting hot and moist.
She glanced quickly at Mark and saw that his eyes were riveted to the movie screen and the crotch of his jeans was bulging. He was as turned on by the film as she was, maybe even more. She could just imagine how turned on he was last night when he was shooting the movie, the little bastard. What was she going to do? He had a powerful hold over her now. She'd do just about anything to get that film away from him, and he probably knew it.
She didn't say anything, not yet. She wanted to see if he really did have everything on film. She watched herself sucking Kurt's cock, then Kurt lifting her head from his glistening stiff boner and putting her into the doggy position. In horrified fascination she watched him gliding his cock into her. She creamed like mad, right through her panties, turned on in spite of her worries.
On the screen Kurt began to fuck her hard, and she almost moaned with longing. Dazedly she watched his big hard cock hammering in and out of her cunt. She could hear Mark's heavy excited breathing as he watched her being fucked. Her face was contorted with lust, her tits wobbling crazily as she took the force of Kurt's fucking. Then they were coming, their eyes tightly closed, their bodies hammering together. The movie ended.
Bambi sat there in a daze as Mark turned on the lights and put the film back in its container, which he locked away in a small combination-lock safe. When he had the film safely stowed, he came back to sit by Bambi, pulling his chair up close to hers. The crotch of his jeans was bulging obscenely, and he didn't try to hide it. His eyes were hot with lust. When he spoke, his voice came out in a horny croak.
"I guess you know what the score is, Bambi," he said.
Bambi fought for time, time to think. "I don't know what you mean," she said.
"Okay, I'll spell it out for you," Mark said, inching his chair even closer. "Either you do everything I tell you to do, or I'll show that movie to my dad."
It was just as bad as she'd feared. Mark was going to use the film to blackmail her. But there had to be some way out of this. She tried to think. Meanwhile Mark had put his hand on her knee and was stroking it. There was no mistaking his intentions. He wanted to use her body, and if she didn't let him, Paul Edwards would be shown the incriminating film. And that would be the end of her job, maybe even worse.
"What's it gonna be, Bambi?" Mark said. "Are you gonna do what I want, or do I turn that film over to my father?"
"Uh, can't we talk it over, Mark?" she said desperately.
"Uh-uh," he said. "Take off your shirt and bra."
Dazedly Bambi obeyed. She didn't know what choice she had. She couldn't even claim innocence. After all, Mark had watched her with Kurt last night. He'd seen everything they did, and he knew she was sexually experienced. Naturally he'd want her to do for him everything she'd done for Kurt. In fact he could hardly wait. He was panting with excitement as she pulled off her shirt and reached around to unhook her bra.
His eyes went wide as she removed her bra. Obviously he was a guy who got off on small tits-just like Kurt. He licked his lips and stared at her high-riding apple-size tits and little red nipples. Then he reached out and cupped them in his hot sweaty hands, and Bambi gasped and flinched.
"I didn't say you could touch," she cried.
"You're not the boss any more," Mark reminded her. "You do what I say, or Dad sees that movie."
Bambi felt she had to sit there and let him play with her tits. Actually it didn't feel all that bad. His touch was a little clumsy, and she could tell he'd never fondled a girl's tits before, but on the other hand she was starved for a man's touch. She'd been seeing Kurt just about every day up to now, and she was used to being fondled and fucked whenever she needed it. Now she was feeling very deprived.
Mark was almost coming in his jeans as he fondled her silky-soft little tits. It was the first time he'd had his hands on naked tits, though he'd copped a few feels through clothes. It was much more exciting to touch bare flesh. Bambi's tits were a perfect handful for him, and they were delicious to feel, satiny and hot and faintly pulsating. He rubbed her little red nipples with his thumbs and watched them turn from soft cones into stiff nubs. Bambi shivered as he rubbed them.
"You like that?" he asked.
"N-No," she stammered, "I think it's awful of you to do this, Mark. You spied on me, and now you're blackmailing me."
"Tough," Mark replied.
He knew he was being kind of a rat, but at this point he didn't care. It was worth it. In fact he'd have done anything to get his hands on Bambi. Now he fondled her hot little tits and felt her erect nipples poking into his palms, and he'd never been more excited in his life. Anyway, it wasn't like he was raping her or seducing a virgin. His pretty babysitter knew everything there was to know about sex.
She loved to get it on, too, at least with her boyfriend. Mark couldn't forget how she'd gone out of her mind with pleasure as Kurt ate her pussy, then fucked her. He just wished he could get her turned on like that. But so far she wasn't responding at all. She just sat there and glared at him as he played with her tits, and it was obvious that she wasn't feeling horny for him. He'd have to try something else to turn her on.
"Let's go upstairs," he said.
Bambi followed him quietly, glad of the chance to think. She still hadn't fought of a way to escape his blackmail, but at least she could try to delay things. Mark led the way to his bedroom, which was furnished with a double bed. Bambi almost screamed and ran, but before she could, he grabbed her and dragged her into the room. She knew it wouldn't do her any good to run, anyway. He'd still have that incriminating film to use against her. It looked as if she had no choice but to do what he wanted.
"Take off the rest of your clothes," he said.
Bambi blushed and started to strip. There wasn't much to remove. She kicked off her sandals, skinned out of her jeans, and then blushed even harder as she took down her little bikini panties. Of course this wasn't the first time Mark had seen her naked, she reminded herself. He'd spied on her when she fucked Kurt. He'd probably even spied on her that first evening when she played with herself on the couch.
She stood there naked and blushing, and Mark stared at her, his mouth hanging open. His cock lurched and throbbed in the tight confinement of his jeans, and it began to leak hot sticky juice. It was blowing his mind to realize that in just a few minutes he could have his lust-engorged prick hammering in Bambi's creamy little cunt. After today he wouldn't be a virgin any more.
But since he had everything locked up, why rush? He was sure to get what he wanted, so he might as well take his time and enjoy it. He walked over to Bambi and ran his hands up and down her sleek hot body. Again he almost came in his jeans. He'd never had a girl totally naked before. He touched her erect throbbing nipples and then the soft fur patch of her bush. Everything about this dark-eyed long-legged girl turned him on like crazy.
"Undress me," he ordered.
Again Bambi welcomed the chance to think. She took her time as she helped him out of his shoes and socks, pulled off his t-shirt, and pulled down his jeans. He had a nice body, and that distracted her from her thinking. She got even more distracted when she saw the enormous bulge in his shorts. Hot cock cream had leaked through, and she could see his meat lurching lustily, trying to break free of its confinement. Her fingers shook as she grasped the waistband of his shorts.
"Mark, I really don't think we should do this," she said. "It just isn't right."
"Do it," Mark snapped.
He wasn't going to listen to any arguments. He knew he'd never rest till he fucked her, and that was all that mattered. He breathed heavily as she eased his shorts down over his belly-hugging hard-on. Her big brown eyes were wide as they focused on his hugely engorged teenage cock. She dragged his shorts down his legs, and he stepped out of them.
"Let's go lie on the bed," he said.
Bambi was still reeling from the sight of his stiff cock. It was a beauty, man-size and almost as thick as her wrist. She couldn't help feeling excited. It might actually be nice to just submit to him and let him cram that rigid boner into her hungry little cunt. She sure could use a good hard fucking. The only problem was, she was his babysitter. She was supposed to be looking after his welfare, not taking him to bed.
They stretched out on the bed, and Mark kissed her, snaking his tongue into her mouth. Bambi felt a spark of lust, especially when he rolled half on top of her and she felt his hard male body against her. Her treacherous little cunt spurted hot cream, and she thought again how pleasant it would be just to open her legs and let him glide his stiff prick into her. Then she reminded herself that she had a responsibility here.
Mark was giving her a long steamy tongue-kiss, and he was running his hands up and down her body. He slipped a hand between her legs and touched the scorching moist flesh of her gash. He was too inexperienced to know what that creaminess meant, and that was a relief to Bambi. She was ashamed for him to know just how horny he was getting her. After all, she was supposed to be the mature one, the person in charge of things.
Finally Mark came up for air, and he gave her a lusty glazed look and started to ease her legs apart. He was panting loudly, and his intentions were very clear. Somehow she had to stop him. She still felt it wasn't right for them to fuck. She reached down and grabbed his cock, holding it firmly in her fist. Mark stared at her as she began to pump his cock. Bambi forced a sexy smile.
"Let me play with it for awhile, okay?" she said huskily. "I mean, there's no big rush, is there?"
"Uh, no, I guess not," Mark said dazedly.
He was flattered that she wanted to play with his cock. It was the first sign she'd shown of being turned on. He rolled onto his back and watched her pumping his thick blue-veined shaft. It was exciting to watch, and it felt great. Somehow it was a lot more exciting to have a pretty girl pumping his meat than it was to do it himself.
"Wow, Bambi, that really feels nice," he sighed.
"Good," she purred, "you just relax, and I'll make you feel even better than this."
He seemed to be buying it. He was willing to postpone fucking her, to let her play with his dick. Now, if she could only get him off, she'd buy some more time. Playfully, grinning at him, she pumped his throbbing boner in her fingers. It certainly wasn't unpleasant. His prick was smooth and hot, nice to touch. She very gradually increased the speed of her pumping and watched his arousal mount. Thick hot globs of cream began to ooze from his piss hole and dribble down his shaft, wetting her fingers and making her pumping slick and easy.
"Ahhhhhh, yeah," he sighed.
He hadn't noticed her doing anything like this for Kurt last night. On the other hand, she'd done things for Kurt that she wasn't doing for him, and the most exciting thing of all had been the way she crawled to Kurt and licked his cock. Mark would never forget that. Next to fucking itself, the thing he wanted most from a girl was a blow-job. And of course the girl he most wanted to blow him was Bambi.
"Bambi," he said timidly, "would you please go down on nie?"
He was treating her like the boss again. That was good. And somehow a blow job seemed more allowable than a fuck. At least it would let her get him off without going all the way.
"Of course, Mark," she cooed, "I'd love to go down on you."
She crouched beside him and deliberately turned her nicely shaped ass in his direction, so he could see her moist red slit. She wanted to do everything possible to turn him on. With her ass practically in his face, she bent low over his lap, fisting the base of his cock and raising the head to her lips. She shot out her hot little tongue and began licking the sensitive head of his prick. Mark gasped, groaned, and almost flew off the bed.
"Ohhhhh, shit, yeah," he cried.
For the very first time he felt a girl's juicy tongue on his cock, and it was fantastic.
Bambi licked his fat purple cock head all over. She lathered it with her hot spit. She licked up his oozing juice and rolled it around in her mouth, savoring it, then gulped it down and tongued for more. Mark was excited out of his mind as he watched her.
Not only did he have the hot excitement of seeing Bambi tongue his cock, he also had a fabulous view of her pussy. It was within touching distance, in fact. Timidly he reached out and ran a stiff finger along the puffed moist flesh of her pink slit. She murmured her pleasure and soaked his finger with molten cream. He rubbed again, and her response was the same.
"Mmmmm, that feels so nice, Mark," she murmured, "please keep doing it."
"Sure, Bambi," he said eagerly.
Bambi just had to allow herself a little pleasure. She was feeling so horny. As Mark rubbed her lust-swollen slit, giving her delicious stabs of sensation, her arousal mounted rapidly. Moaning, she crammed his throbbing cock into her mouth and started sucking it.
"Awwwww, shit, yeah," he gasped, "suck my cock, Bambi!"
He wanted to turn her on as much as she was turning him on, and he instinctively slid his thick middle finger up her cunt and started jerking it just like a stiff cock. "Mmmmmm, uuummmmm," Bambi moaned.
She couldn't resist the boy's stiff finger-fucking. She had to get off some way. She drooled all over the head of his dick as she sucked it, and she gobbled up his salty cream as fast as she suctioned it from his piss hole. Mark panted and moaned and jerked his finger in her juicy little fuck hole. Both of them were hurtling helplessly toward orgasm.
"Ahhhhhhhh, man, it's fantastic," Mark moaned.
He'd never felt inside a girl's cunt before. Bambi's box was tight, hot and juicy, the perfect place for him to cram his cock. But her mouth felt great, too, so steamy and wet and gripping as she sucked his meat. He'd been determined to fuck her, but it looked like he wasn't going to last that long-not this time. She gave a long powerful suck on his prick, and he felt his balls spasm and release their sizzling load.
"Unnnhhhhhhhh, fuck, I'm coming!" he howled.
"Urnmmm, whaaahhhhh!" Bambi moaned.
Her cunt went into spasm around his finger, and he realized she was coming, too. Helplessly he filled her mouth with his molten jizz, load after load of it, and she hungrily gulped it down. Her spasming cunt soaked his jerking finger with hot sticky cream. Mark felt like he had totally emptied his guts of jism by the time he finished coming. Bambi instantly rolled away from him and leaped off the bed.
"I better go start dinner," she said.
It took Mark a few minutes to realize he'd been tricked.