Chapter 1
"Dad said you had the biggest tits of any babysitter he'd ever seen. You've sure got the biggest tits of any babysitter he's ever gotten for us."
Janet's eyes went wide with shock at the boy's words. She could believe that his father had thought that, because he'd been openly eyeing her body all morning. But she couldn't believe that he'd tell his son about it, and she certainly couldn't believe that the boy would repeat the message to her.
"Pat," she said, shocked to find that her voice was shaking. A slow, red blush began to spread across her pretty face. "The size of my breasts doesn't have anything to do with how good a babysitter I am. Now why don't you go on outside and play with your brother?"
"Naw," he said with a devilish grin. "I want to feel your big tits instead."
He brazenly reached out and took hold of one of Janet's big, firm tits. He squeezed it tightly, smiling at the look of shock and outrage on her face. He moved his hand to her other tit and squeezed that one even harder. He couldn't take his eyes off the beautiful babysitter his father had hired for him and his brother.
Janet wasn't that much older than Pat, no more than a year out of high school. She was also the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen, even better looking than the women in his dad's dirty magazines. The moment she'd walked in the door, her big tits bouncing high on her chest under the cut-off sweatshirt she was wearing, Pat had known he was going to try to fuck her. He'd already fucked a couple girls his own age, so he knew what it was all about. With an older girl as beautiful as Janet, he knew he couldn't just walk up and ask her to fuck, though, so he'd made a plan.
"You little jerk!" She gasped as his thumb found her nipple and flicked back and forth across it. "Get your hands off me before I knock you out."
Pat kept his hand on her firm, heavy tit as he closely studied her body. She really was magnificent. Her legs, mostly bare beneath the pair of white shorts she was wearing, seemed to go on forever. They were long and finely muscled and tanned a perfect bronze. Her ass was great too, a perfectly rounded little hump that joined her long, sleek legs. Pat could see a little of her waist between her cut-off top and the waistband of her shorts, and the skin there was as tanned and silky as her legs. Then he looked back to her tits again.
"Gee, Janet," he said with a giggle, looking at his babysitter's face now, taking in her big gray eyes and full pink lips. She looked almost like a pixie, and the short, stylish cut of her hair made her look even more so. "You know, I'm just a kid. I'm barely in high school, and what are you, a college girl or what? If I told my dad, or maybe let it slip out at school that you were messing around with me or my little brother, you'd be in a whole lot of trouble. And I might tell. I just might tell that you did all kinds of nasty things!"
Janet stared at the boy in shock. When his father had been here he'd seemed so innocent, almost angelic. Now he was staring at her from under his mop of straight blond hair like some little demon. Janet knew she could flatten him with one punch, could tell by the way he was watching her that he knew it too. But if he was serious about making up terrible stories about her then knocking him out would only make things worse. Janet stood still as he mauled her tits, a heavy weight settling in her stomach as she realized she might be in big trouble.
"What do you want me to do?" she whispered.
Pat grinned and dropped his hand from her tits. He grabbed her wrist and pulled her graceful, long-fingered hand against the front of his jeans. Janet didn't fight him, not even when he closed his hand over hers and forced her to curl her fingers around the throbbing hot bulge of his cock.
"Just feel it for a while," Pat said, rubbing her hand against his cock and balls. "Just keep rubbing your hand over it. Fuck, that feels fantastic."
Anger and hatred flared through Janet as she massaged the boy's cock. She wanted to squeeze his balls until he screamed and then kick his smart little ass up to his room. But she didn't dare.
"Oh, yeah!" he hissed, slitting his eyes against the pleasure she was giving him. He began to grind his hips slowly against her rubbing hand. "Dig those fingers in good, bitch! Jerk me off, babysitter! Make me good and hard!"
He took his hand off hers and grabbed at her tits again, but Janet didn't stop what she was doing. She rubbed her palm over the rough material of his dirty jeans, feeling the heat of his cock and the throbbing power of his prick. She stared at him defiantly as he closed his fists around her tits, not even flinching when he dug his fingernails into her silky skin. Instead, as the pain ripped through her sexy tits, she sped up the circular motion of her hand over his excited young cock.
She could tell that the friction of the rough material over his hot young prick was about to make him cum. And she badly wanted him to cum before he got the idea to make her do something else for him.
She felt an intense hate for the good-looking boy she was masturbating, and she tried to think of ways she could get back at him. She didn't like men in general all that much. Through high school and her first year of college men of all ages had tried to get their hands on her flawless body. Now, even as a babysitter she was being pursued. And Pat had a giant advantage over all the other men who lusted after her sexy body. He had something he could blackmail her with.
"Oh, Janet!" Pat whispered. He pushed her jersey top up over the heavy globes of her tits, revealing huge mounds of creamy flesh and pointy brown nipples. "Oh, you babysitting bitch! You're corrupting my morals, babysitter, so do it good!"
He closed his fingers around the stiff, rubbery stubs of her nipples, pinching and pulling on them until Janet had to hold her back straight and her body rigid to keep from shuddering with the pain. She rubbed her palm faster and harder against his long, thick cock, trying desperately to make him cum.
His hips bucked against her hand with small, quick fucking strokes. She felt a sticky wetness spreading through the crotch of his jeans. She massaged his cock with her palm while she scratched her fingernails over his balls. His big cock pulsed and the dark stain of moisture grew. Janet's hand was sticky with it now. There was so much. He had to be cumming.
Pat let go of the sexy babysitter's nipples and latched onto the full globes of her tits. He clutched them until he could see pain fill Janet's wide gray eyes, then began to wrench them back and forth across her chest. He yanked them first in one direction and then another, pulling one up while he jerked down on the other, pulling them in opposite directions on her chest and then slamming them together. Janet's hand was a blur over his leaking cock as she frantically tried to bring him off. She couldn't stand much more of the pain his mauling was causing the silky mountains of her tits.
"Down!" Pat ordered suddenly, yanking down on both of her tits at the same time, bringing an involuntary yelp of pain from the gorgeous blonde. "You can't corrupt my morals just rubbing on my prick! Hell, half the girls in the neighborhood have done that for me!"
Janet groaned.
"Take down my pants," Pat said, still wearing the same evil smile. He let go of Janet's injured tits and wrapped his fists in her hair instead. "I think you've lubed up the denim about enough. I don't want to cum in my pants like some baby."
"You dirty little creep," she said through her clenched teeth. She was so angry that her hands trembled as she unbuckled his belt. "What are you, too big a creep to make it with any girls your own age? You have to blackmail a girl just to get her to beat you off?"
"Naw, I can get these little high school girls to do anything I want." Pat's eyes were gleaming with lust as the kneeling babysitter unzipped his jeans and tugged them down his thighs. "What I've never had is a sexy, big-titted babysitter as my own blow-job girlfriend."
With that Pat yanked her head forward by her short blonde hair, slamming her face against his dirty underwear. Janet's mind froze with horror at his words and her stomach rumbled with disgust at the sticky smear of his pre-cum over her face. She'd never sucked a cock before, never even considered it in spite of all the men who'd tried to convince her. Now this dirty-minded little jerk was rubbing her face all over the front of his filthy underwear as though she didn't have a choice.
Pat whipped Janet's face back and forth over the throbbing bulge of his cock, excited by the expression of sickness and anger on her face. He rubbed her nose over the wide, wet stain of his pre-cum, almost laughing at the way her pretty nose wrinkled in disgust. Her fingers clawed at the air, and the tendons in her long, graceful neck stood out like steel cords as she tried to pull away from him. He pushed her face harder into his crotch, smearing sticky wetness over her lips and cheeks and chin.
Janet sputtered and struggled, trying to regain her composure while Pat hauled her face over the wet cotton of his shorts. All she could smell was the earthy, dank scent of the boy's cock and balls. It was a nightmare. She'd never let a cock come anywhere near her face, even with the two boys she'd let fuck her. Now all that separated her from Pat's long hard cock was a thin layer of fuck-lube-soaked cloth.
"Stop!" She grabbed his hips and dug her nails into his skin until he squealed with pain, then she pushed herself back away from him. Her pretty face glistened with smears of his pre-cum. "Now you listen to me, you dirty little bastard! I'll jack you off if you want me to! This one time I'll jack you off, and then you never bother me again! But you're not putting your filthy little prick in my mouth, and you're not putting it in my cunt! And if you try to, or even talk about it anymore, I'm going to forget about this job, forget about babysitting, kick your ass and leave!"
"Gosh," Pat said, and the look on his face now wasn't young or innocent at all. In spite of the fact that she was older and bigger and stronger, Janet felt a chill of fear shake her body. "No, Janet. What you're doing now is great enough. Maybe if you could pull my shorts down and squeeze my ass a little it would be even better."
Janet sighed as she tugged down his dirty underwear. She didn't trust the boy, she was more than a little frightened of him, but if she could just make him cum and then stay out of his way until his mother and father got home in the morning, she guessed things would be all right.
His cock bounced out, even bigger than Janet had imagined it by feeling through his pants. It was bigger than the cocks of either of the boys she'd let have sex with her. It was soaked down half its length with the fuck-lube it had already shot. There was a light curling of almost-blonde hair around its base and over the bulging sac of his balls. It was so big and sticky and gruesome-looking that Janet didn't even want to touch it with her hands. She felt like some kind of whore kneeling in front of such an awful cock.
Still, she reached up and took his cock in her palm, jerking her hand up and down the throbbing stalk. Her fingers wouldn't go all the way around its fat thickness. She was grateful that this cock wasn't going into her pussy. It was big enough to rip her open. Wet, bubbling sounds filled the room as she worked her hand up and down his slimy cock. She could feel the powerful rod of his prick jerking as he tried to keep from shooting his load, and she quickened the pace until her hand was a blur. She reminded herself to aim his filthy prick straight down at the floor when he did start to cum.
"Don't forget to squeeze my ass," Pat said with a long, lustful sigh. His eyes were bright as he stared down at his sexy babysitter. Her hand looked tiny and delicate against the huge cylinder of his meaty prick. "Oh, you're doing that so good! Squeeze my ass, you sexy cunt!"
Anger filled Janet again at the name the boy had called her, but she did as he asked. She released his fat cock and snaked her arms around his hips to feel the hairless cheeks of his ass. She was careful to keep her face well away from his bouncing, leaking cock. She didn't want a repeat performance of having his cock smeared all over her, especially now that the barrier of his underwear had been removed.
And then the boys struck.
Pat grabbed her hair just as she'd suspected he might, but before she could react, someone else had grabbed her by the wrists and was looping some kind of cord around them. She struggled, but kneeling down and leaning back as she was, it was useless. Pat kicked her in the stomach, driving the air from her lungs, and he yanked her head forward so savagely that her forehead cracked painfully against his bony hip. While her mouth was open, he stuffed his cock between her lips.
"Nooooo!" she screamed around the mouthful of filthy, sticky cockmeat. She tried to shake her head, tried to pull back away from him. With his fists tangled in her hair and her hands tied behind his back, it was hopeless. "No, I won't do-"
Mercilessly Pat fed her more of his cock. The fat prickhead was already past her lips, and now he slid inch after inch into the wet, warm cavern of her mouth. In seconds she was gagging, unable to speak and barely able to breathe.
Janet caught a glimpse of the boy who had tied her hands. It was Pat's little brother, Brian. She cursed herself for not suspecting that they might be in on it together.
"Yes, you will do it," Pat said as he fucked her mouth. She'd only swallowed about five inches so far, and he wanted to see her take it all. "You'll do anything we fucking want you to do now, babysitter. You don't have a fucking thing to say about it. Call me a creep, huh? Threaten to kick my ass? No girl kicks Pat Fenton's ass, not even some hot-shit college-girl babysitter!"
Behind her, Brian was winding rope around her legs, from her ankles to her knees. Janet tried to kick at him, but it was impossible. A dull feeling of horror settled over her as she realized that she was totally at their mercy, that Pat was right when he said she didn't have a fucking thing to say about what they did to her. Already her mouth was stuffed with a hard, leaking cock, and she'd always swore she'd never let a man do that to her.
"Come on, Pat," Brian whined from behind her. He was younger than his brother, almost a child. "We've got to hurry."
"Shut the fuck up, Brian!" Pat growled, driving his cock slowly back and forth inside the beautiful blonde babysitter's helpless mouth. "This bitch called me names and threatened to hit me! Now she's going to drink some cum to say she's sorry! Squeeze her tits or something!"
Janet wondered why Brian wanted them to hurry, but she didn't have time to think about it. Pat was feeding her another inch of cock with each plunge into the wet cavity of her mouth. The head of his cock was pressing its way into her throat now, and she couldn't stop herself from gagging.
Pat just smiled down at her as her face turned red and her body shook with her gagging. She was taking almost his whole cock now, and the feeling of her hot, wet throat clasping around his prick as he plunged it in was driving him wild.
Jane's lips stretched obscenely around the fat stalk of Pat's cock. He was fucking her face faster and faster, his cock making wet, slurping noises as it plunged through the tight seal of her mouth. Janet's spit, mixed with the bubbling stickiness of Pat's pre-cum, began to slip from the corners of her mouth and dribble down her chin. On the next thrust, Pat slammed his cock all the way down her throat, and her nose was buried in the forest of his cockhair while his heavy, sweaty balls slapped her chin. She gagged and twisted as she tried to get away.
Janet was trying desperately to think of a way out of this. Her mouth felt numb and chalky from the ceaseless rubbing of Pat's cock and the steady dripping of his fuck-lube on her tongue. Her scalp burned with pain every time he yanked her hair, and her throat felt sore and raw from the bludgeoning his cock was giving it. She was having a hard time breathing around the throat-clogging mass of his big prick. She only barely suppressed an urge to bite him, but tied and helpless as she was, she didn't dare. As awful and disgusting as the thought was, she realized she was going to have to swallow the boy's cum.
Brian's hands closed around her tits without warning, and Janet gasped around the meaty gag of Pat's cock. The boy's hands were dwarfed by the size of her gigantic tits, but waves of pain still shot through her tanned, voluptuous body as he dug his fingers into her flesh. He pinched her nipples and something else fluttered through her kneeling, supple frame, something that terrified her. Shuddering whispers of pleasure stirred inside her, spread from her mauled tits through her flat stomach and down to her cunt.
"She's got the biggest tits in the world!" Brian whispered as he pawed them.
Janet could feel his hot breath on the graceful curve of her shoulder.
"Shut the fuck up, Brian!" Pat answered with a groan. He was angling his cock so that on each thrust into Janet's burning throat he was fucking in from a slightly different direction. "She's got big tits, but there's always some other bitch that has them bigger! That's what life is all about!"
Janet had almost gotten used to the piercing penetration of his cock, the wet slapping of his balls against her chin, the steady drip of fuck-juice all over her mouth. He had to cum soon, and once he did, she could just try to forget the whole nightmare. She wasn't even sure she wanted to get back at him anymore. She just wanted to forget about the whole awful experience.
"You bitch!" Pat shouted, jerking her head from side to side until her neck screamed with pain. "You cocksucking, pussy-throat slut! You're making me cum, you babysitting whore!"
With only that as warning, Pat's cock began to jerk and jump in the tight warmth of Janet's throat. Pulse after pulse of burning-hot jism splattered down her windpipe, causing her to choke and cough. Pat held her head tightly in place and fucked her face faster and harder, bruising her nose and lips as he spewed his jizz down her throat. Janet's lithe, sexy body vibrated with her coughing as his cum flooded out.
"Pat, you're killing her!" Brian shouted as Janet's body quaked and her face turned red. "Pull out, Pat, you're drowning her or something!"
"Bitch drowned in cum!" Pat screamed gleefully as he shot more spunk into the helpless babysitter. "That would be one fucking sweet headline! Just what you deserve, you cock-faced cunt!"
Janet coughed up huge wads of thick, white cock-cream, then had to swallow them again as Pat's cock stuffed them down her throat. Jism and spit rolled down her chin in a wave, and more jism filled her nose as she coughed it up. There seemed to be nothing in the world but stinking, sticky cum, and still Pat blasted more into her mouth. Tears poured from Janet's stinging eyes as she tried to clear her nose and mouth of his creamy jism.
"You like that, don't you, Janet?" Pat asked as his cock drooled the last of his cum. He had pulled back until his cockhead sat on her soft, pink tongue, making her taste every last drop of his jism. "You love the taste of that creamy jizz, don't you?"
Janet was too stunned to answer. She was still coughing, still trying to breathe freely and blink her eyes clear. She wanted to throw up. She wanted to go home and hide for a year. She wanted to just crawl under a rock and die. She had sucked a teenager's cock. She couldn't imagine a worse humiliation.
Pat pulled his cock from her mouth and wiped it clean on her cheek, smearing her face with his cum and her own spit. She didn't say a word, wouldn't even look up to meet his gaze. Pat smiled happily.
Pat had decided he was going to make the sexy babysitter his girl, and babysitter or not, college girl or not, she still had some things to learn before she was ready for that. Things about sex. Things about using her body to please every whim her man might have. Pat was going to teach her. He even had a couple of friends to help him out.
Janet's arms were still wrapped around Pat's thighs, trapped there by the rope that tied them together. She was staring at the floor, her head bowed and her body slumped. Pat stepped over the circle of her arms and knocked her over with a vicious kick. While she was still rolling on her back, moaning in pain, he grabbed the rope around her wrists and started dragging her across the room.
"Give me a fucking hand, Brian!" he shouted. "Let's get her out to the pool, it's too fucking dark in here! I want to see her expression when I stick my cock in her tight little pussy!"
"Noooo!" Janet screamed. She whipped her head from side to side, struggling as the two boys dragged her over the rough carpet. "No, Pat, please! I'll do anything! I'll-"
"Shut the fuck up, unless you want me to gag you," Pat grumbled, pausing long enough to catch his breath and kick the sexy, screaming blonde in the stomach. "Just look at it like this, Janet. From now on, I'm the fucking babysitter! You do what I say and I won't have to spank you. At least, not much!"