Chapter 6
"Dad, it was all my fault," Mark said quickly. "Don't be mad at Bambi. I forced her into doing all of this."
Paul laughed bitterly, "Come off it, Mark," he said. "I saw what happened. Nobody was forced into anything."
"But she was forced, Dad," Mark insisted, "and if you'll come down to the rec room, I'll prove it."
Puzzled, Paul started to follow his son out of the room. "You go to your bedroom and stay there," he told Bambi. "I'll be up to talk to you in a minute."
"Yes, Mr. Edwards," Bambi sighed.
She went slowly upstairs, feeling very low, knowing her job was over. Meanwhile Mark led his father down to the basement game area, opened the safe, and took out the movie he'd shot. "This is a movie I made of Bambi and her boyfriend," he explained. "They didn't know I was making it. I told Bambi she'd have to do what I wanted, or I'd show you this film."
After that short explanation, he showed his father the movie. Paul's eyes got huge the moment the film started to roll. There was Bambi, the nice, polite babysitter he'd hired to look after his son-and she was stripping in front of some guy. They both took off their clothes and started rolling around on the floor. Paul couldn't help noticing what a fantastic body the girl had or how eagerly she was kissing and pawing her boyfriend.
Then the kid crawled between Bambi's legs and started eating her pussy. Paul, who happened to be a real pussy freak, felt a shiver of arousal as he watched. Bambi's pretty face twisted into a lusty grimace, and she clawed the rug. Even though the movie had no sound, it was easy to see how excited the girl was. Obviously she loved having her pussy eaten.
Paul could easily imagine the tangy sweetness of that eighteen-year-old pussy, and he began to drool just thinking about it. He told himself to cut it out, that Bambi was young enough to be his daughter. But the fact was, he'd always had a secret letch for young girls, and that letch was growing almost unbearable as he watched Bambi and her boyfriend making out on the screen. He found himself longing to be in the guy's place.
It was easy to tell when Bambi came. While her boyfriend's head bobbed between her widely spread legs, she stiffened for a moment, then began to convulse. Her fragile-looking body bucked and writhed, her pretty little tits wobbling and jiggling. Paul's cock stiffened as he watched. He just couldn't prevent a hard-on this time. He was glad Mark had turned off all the lights to show the movie. At least he wouldn't see how turned on his old man was getting.
After Bambi had come, she rolled over and crawled to her boyfriend and began licking his cock. It was such a kinky scene, Paul fought the urge to take out his engorged dick and play with it. He'd really like to jack off to this movie, but he didn't dare risk it with his son in the room. So he tried to ignore his achingly stiff cock as he watched the screen where Bambi was running her juicy little tongue all over her boyfriend's stiff-standing prick.
When she'd lathered his meat with her hot spit, she fisted the base and crammed the rest into her mouth. So that nice little babysitter sucked cock, too? Paul almost snorted with lust. Bambi was just the kind of woman who turned him on the most-polite and lady-like and a little cool in public, but a tigress in bed. His cock gave a lusty lurch as he watched her draw in her cheeks and start sucking her boyfriend's thick slab of meat.
Beside him he could hear Mark breathing heavily. Of course the kid would have to be powerfully turned on by this film. He was always horny, wild to know about sex. And Paul had to give him credit-he'd persisted till he got what he wanted. Paul would never forget the shock of coming home and finding his "little boy" balling the babysitter. And now he shared his son's excitement as they watched Bambi's head bobbing up and down over her boyfriend's spit-soaked boner.
The kid's face got all flushed and contorted as she sucked him, and it was obvious that he was about to come. Gently he lifted her head from his stiff glistening cock and said something to her. Bambi grinned and turned around, presenting him with her pert little ass. He knelt behind her and eased his thick boner into her tiny teenage cunt. As he watched, Paul almost came in his pants. Bambi was taking that huge hard column of meat with a great big smile of delight.
She took it all into her slender body, every inch of it, and when the boy started fucking her roughly, she went on smiling. She clawed the rug and bared her teeth in a horny grimace as she took the quick hard thrusts of his cock. No question about it, this little girl loved to fuck. Paul could just imagine hammering his stiff cock in her snug hot pussy hole. He wished he was doing it that very moment. Mark obviously felt the same way, because he was practically panting in the darkness.
The kid was fucking Bambi faster and faster, making her whole body shake and shudder with the impact, but still she registered nothing but ecstasy as she took the rough pounding. Pretty soon her head lolled back her eyes rolled shut, and it was clear that she was on the very verge of orgasm. Greedily she prolonged the exciting moment, but finally she couldn't keep from coming. Her body began to buck.
Her boyfriend's face twisted into a blissful grimace, and he began hammering his load into her. Paul could see the thick cream overflowing her crammed box and gushing down her legs. She was wailing with pleasure as she took the kid's spurting jizz, howling with her head thrown back. Paul's cock was practically tearing its way out of his pants. He covered his bulging crotch as the film ended and Mark switched on the lights.
"That's what happened, Dad," he said. "When I showed Bambi that film, she knew she had to do everything I wanted. She didn't have a choice. Please don't punish her, Dad. Please let her stay."
To Paul's embarrassment, his voice was hoarse with lust when he replied. "Well, son, I don't know what my decision will be yet," he said. "I'll have to talk with Bambi and see what her attitude is like. But I'm glad you were honest with me and told me about this film."
"I really like Bambi, Dad," Mark persisted. "I'd hate it if she couldn't stay."
"We'll see, son," Paul said. "I'll go talk to her now."
Naturally the boy didn't want Bambi to leave-he'd have nobody to fuck. Paul could understand that perfectly well. But was it right to let two teenagers get it on in his own house, to leave them unsupervised for days at a time?
And could he handle his own lust for Bambi? As he walked upstairs to talk to her, his cock was still swollen and throbbing-all because of what he'd seen her do, in person and on the screen.
In her bedroom Bambi waited gloomily for Paul Edwards to come and talk to her. She knew what he was going to say, and her suitcase was already packed. The best she could hope for was to be fired. She just hoped he didn't want to get any heavier than that-like calling in the police, for instance. She gasped as she heard a knock on the door.
"C-Come in," she called.
Paul Edwards strode into the room, and she felt powerfully turned on. He was such a sexy guy. She'd wanted to get it on with him from the moment she met him. But he was looking very grownup and grim right now. He stood there, hands on hips, looking Bambi over as if he was really disgusted with her behavior. Bambi hung her head. She wished he'd give her his lecture and get it over with.
As a matter-of-fact, Paul wasn't feeling angry or disgusted at all. He was feeling horny out of his mind. He'd wondered if he'd be able to control his lust for the pretty babysitter. The moment he stepped into her bedroom, he knew the answer was no. He felt like he'd go crazy if he didn't make love to her. So why not try it? He already knew she loved sex. His chances of scoring were excellent. Still, he decided to play it carefully.
"Bambi," he said sternly, "Mark explained to me about how he blackmailed you. He's very fond of you, and he wants you to stay on the job. How do you feel about that?"
"Oh, I'd love to stay, Mr. Edwards," Bambi cried. "I'm very fond of Mark, too, and I really need the money."
"Very well, I'll let you stay," Paul said, "but first you'll have to be punished. You should never have had your boyfriend over here. That's what started this whole thing."
"Yes, sir," Bambi said, blushing, "I know it was wrong of me to have Kurt over here and get it on with him. I guess I just couldn't resist."
Paul shivered with excitement. She was actually admitting how horny she'd been that night. "Well, you'll have to be punished," he said. "Take off all your clothes."
Bambi looked at him in surprise, but she quickly obeyed. She didn't know what kinky kind of punishment he had in mind, but she'd do anything to keep her job. As she stripped, she happened to glance at Paul's fly and was amazed to see that he had a hard-on. Then she realized that Mark must have shown him the movie. That would account for just about anybody feeling horny!
Paul could barely contain his excitement when the slender dark-haired babysitter stood naked in front of him. He ogled her lovely apple-size tits and the neat little triangle of her bush. He was sure her teenage pussy was deliciously tight, and he could hardly wait to shove his bloated dick into her. But it might frighten her off if he moved too fast. He had a plan which just might work. He sat down on the edge of the bed.
"That's right," Paul said, struggling to keep a straight face. "You're not too old for a good spanking, young lady. Now get over here."
What the hell, Bambi thought, anything to keep her job. She walked over and draped herself over Paul's knees. He began to spank her bare ass, hard enough to sting a little but not enough to really hurt. Matter of fact, it soon started to turn her on. She could hardly keep from wriggling lustily as he paddled her bottom. Then abruptly he stopped, and he began to caress the reddened hot flesh where he'd spanked.
"Bambi, did anyone ever tell you, you have a gorgeous ass?" he said.
"No, sir," Bambi said, almost squealing with arousal.
"I especially like this part," Paul said, sliding a stiff finger into the crease of her ass, "and this part is my favorite."
He pressed the tip of his little finger against the tiny puckered mouth of her shitter. He started rimming it, and Bambi was astonished at how exciting it felt. She fought back gurgles of excitement as Paul swiftly rimmed her brownie with his finger tip. But when he started easing the finger into her ass, she couldn't keep quiet.
"Ooooooo, ooooo," she squealed.
"Do you like that, Bambi?" he asked.
"Yeah, it's wild," she cried.
Paul was grinning as he eased his stiff little finger up the girl's steaming shitter. Not all women went for this particular kind of foreplay, but Bambi obviously loved it. She wasn't at all shocked or self-conscious about having something stiff up her ass. To her, it was pure pleasure. He worked his finger as far as it would go in her gripping ass-hole, then began to pump it in and out like a rigid miniature cock.
"How does that feel, Bambi?" he asked.
"Unnnhhhh, I love it," she gurgled, "I think I could come this way, Mr. Edwards."
"Call me Paul," he said. "I've got an idea. I'll take off my clothes, and you can play with my cock while I do this to you. Is that all right with you, Bambi?"
"It sure is, Paul," she said eagerly.
She helped him undress. Things were turning out so much better than she'd expected. Not only did she get to keep her job, but she was actually going to get it on with Paul Edwards, the man of her dreams. She ogled his powerful hairy body, then focused on his wrist-thick eight-inch cock, the largest she'd ever seen. It looked like a horse cock, yet she knew her greedy little cunt could take it.
"Have you ever done sixty-nine," Bambi?" Paul asked.
"Yes, sir-I mean Paul," she grinned.
"Then climb aboard," he leered, rolling onto his back.
Bambi eagerly crouched over him backwards, her luscious little ass toward his face, her head poised right over his massive stiff-standing cock. She drooled at the sight of that gigantic fuck tool, and she eagerly grabbed for it, fisting the fat hairy base and pumping. After a few seconds of that pumping action, big hot globes of cream began to ooze from his piss hole. That was what Bambi was waiting for. She stuck out her tongue and greedily lapped up his salty juice.
"Yes, baby, go for it," Paul panted, loving her hot little tongue on his naked cock head.
She didn't really need any urging. He could feel her drooling all over the head of his prick as she tongued up the oozing cream. She was busy and happy, so now he could turn his attention to her beautiful teenage slit. Once more he slipped his stiff little finger into her ass-hole and began to finger-fuck the tiny hot hole. Bambi shivered with excitement, and he saw pearly cream start to drip from her little fur-fringed cunt mouth.
"Oooooo, yeah, Paul, frig my ass," she moaned.
Paul pumped his finger stiffly in her molten ass-hole, giving her hot stabs of pleasure, and she swirled her slippery tongue all over his sensitive cock head and lapped up his cream as fast as it bubbled from his piss hole. They were so absorbed in each other that they didn't notice the keyhole going dark.
It seemed to Mark like he'd waited forever for his dad to finish talking to Bambi. He couldn't stand the suspense any more. He knew Dad would be angry if he caught him spying, but he just had to take the chance. He tiptoed upstairs to Bambi's bedroom door, dropped to his knees, and peered through the key hole. His mouth dropped open.
"Holy shit," he muttered.
No wonder Dad was taking so long. He and Bambi were naked on her bed, doing sixty-nine. Bambi was on top, running her gleaming wet tongue all over Dad's huge purple cock head. Dad was pumping his little finger in her ass-hole. Mark didn't know whether to feel turned on or jealous. He felt both. One thing was for sure, wild horses couldn't have dragged him away from that keyhole. He wanted to see how an experienced adult male made love. And of course Bambi wasn't hard to look at, either.
"Ooooo, Paul, I just love that," she was squealing as Paul pistoned his stiff finger in her hot brownie.
"I like what you're doing to me, too, honey," Paul replied hoarsely. "How about sucking it a little?"
"Sure, Paul," Bambi said adoringly.
Mark reddened. It was clear that Bambi had a crush on his handsome father. He didn't like that one bit-he considered Bambi his girl. He thought about busting in there and telling them so, but he knew it would be a bad idea. Dad would be furious. It was just a problem Mark would have to deal with later. Right now he could at least learn some new love-making techniques.
Bambi sure liked that stiff finger pumping in her ass. She was gurgling with pleasure as she opened her lips wide and brought them down around the hugely swollen head of Paul's cock. The big knob of flesh stretched her lips almost to bursting, and she couldn't begin to take all of his massive boner into her mouth. But she did the best she could, cramming her mouth full of the throbbing meat, drawing in her cheeks, and starting to suck loudly.
"Yes, baby, yes," Paul gasped, "suck my dick."
Her sucking was hot and hungry, and it felt terrific to him. To reward her, he stuck out his tongue and began to lick her pussy. She shuddered with pleasure and soaked his tongue with a big burst of tangy cream. He continued finger-fucking her molten ass-hole. She sucked hard at his cock head, suctioning the cream from his piss hole and gulping it down like she was starved for it. Paul sensed she was very close to an explosive orgasm. He began to ease his long stiff tongue up her cunt.
"Ummmm, unnnnhhhh," Bambi moaned.
She was feeling so many delicious sensations at once. She had a mouthful of Paul's throbbing dick, and he was feeding her a steady supply of salty cream. In her thirsty little shitter his finger was pumping steadily, giving her blast after blast of pleasure. Now he was also snaking his tongue up her cunt, an exquisite sensation for the violently horny girl. Her belly was crammed with finger and tongue, both working to the same hot rhythm.
Paul could tell from the way she was creaming around his tongue that she loved what he was doing to her. He pistoned his tongue to the same quick hungry rhythm as his finger, and he felt her drool onto the head of his cock. She pumped his meat fast, and she sucked ravenously, gobbling up every drop of his cream. They went at each other faster and faster, both of them hurtling toward body-wracking climaxes.
"Unnnnhhhhh, mmmmmm," Bambi moaned.
"Awwwww, uunnnggghhhh," Paul cried.
Mark, his eye glued to the keyhole, felt a powerful combination of horniness and envy. It really was thrilling to watch Dad and Bambi getting it on, but he also ached to be part of the fun. His young balls were taut and swollen, and his prick felt ready to burst. He couldn't resist the urge to pump it in his fist as he watched the moaning couple eating each other. He matched his rhythm to his father's pistoning tongue and jerking finger.
Thick floods of cream were spurting from Bambi's cunt, gushing out around Paul's spearing tongue and running down her legs. Her throat muscles were working steadily as she gulped Paul's salty cock cream. Mark tried to imagine himself in his dad's place, his tongue reaming Bambi's cunt while she sucked loudly and greedily on his cock. That would be fantastic. But would Bambi want him now that she'd made it with his father?
Mark was really worried about that. Dad hadn't even fucked her yet, he was just playing around with his finger and tongue, but already he was driving her wild with pleasure. He had so much more experience than Mark. The boy watched gloomily, longingly, as Bambi's slim body stiffened for a moment, then began to convulse. Mark knew she was coming like a bomb. Then as her cheeks bulged with a huge load of jizz, he realized his dad was coming, too.
Paul was pumping his squirting cock in Bambi's sucking mouth, and Mark matched his rhythm, pumping his own throbbing prick in his hot fist. He barely stifled a groan as he began to shoot his load. His jizz splattered the door. For a moment he was blind with pleasure, not seeing anything, and when he looked again his dad was lying there gasping and still-but Bambi was still sucking hard on his cock.
"All right, young lady," Paul chuckled, "I get the idea. Another round is fine with me."