The Weekend with the Babysitter – Part 2

Unbeknownst to Janet, the click of her door closing, and the sudden whir of her noise machine had stirred Sarah from her erotic dreams. As Sarah slowly woke from the haze of sleep she realized that her hand had been playing with her breast and had worked her nipples into diamonds. She let her hand continue its work for a bit as she moaned and closed her eyes. She knew she had better stop now unless she wanted to wake everybody else in the house so she shifted on her side, putting her hands under her head as she now faced away from the back of the couch, towards where Scott was sleeping.

As she sat there, cooling off from her actions, her eyes slowly adjusted to the darkness and fell on Scott’s head. Like her, he too had elected to sleep on top of the blankets due to the warmth in the room. As she stared at his cute face, turned to one side away from her, she started to smell something really odd. She though she knew what it could be and slowly lowered a hand down past the waistline of her shorts. Sure enough she could feel the remaining slickness and stickiness of her own juices.

She had been dreaming earlier of erotic visions that flashed before her eyes and now she could feel and smell the proof that those dreams had been pretty hot. She let her finger start massaging the juices into her skin and let her other hand fondle her breast. As she squirmed on the couch, adjusting her hands, she glanced back over at Scott to make sure he was still asleep and instantly froze at the site that greeted her.

Scott was still asleep but her eyes had not gone to his face, but directly to his crotch, where Scott’s dick was rigid and poking through the slit in his boxers. She unconsciously licked her lips, her hands continuing their work on her body. She stared intently at the cock that was just sitting there out in the open and started to imagine what it would be like to ride it until she climaxed. She increased the pressure on her breast and pussy lips, constantly licking her lips now like she was dying of thirst.

It dawned on her that her juices, caused by her own erotic dreams, must have filled the room with the aroma of her sex and that Scott’s body was just reacting to her arousing smell. Her cheeks blushed instant at the thought that she had that kind of effect on any boy, least of all Scott. This turned her on even more and she closed her eyes, mewling into the couch as her hips began to slowly rock back and forth, her fingers deftly gliding into her pussy.

When she finally brought herself to orgasm she brought the hand fondling her breast up to her mouth quickly, to prevent the noises she was making from getting out. She rode the wave from that orgasm for a little longer before pulling her other hand from her shorts and up to her mouth. As she licked her fingers clean she spotted Scott’s still hard erection between her fingers. Her brain was still riding high from that last orgasm and some wicked thoughts started to seem like a really good idea.

She sat there for a bit, listening to the house, watching Scott’s erection continue to stand at attention, feeling the heat in her chest and groin beginning to grow again. She licked her lips one more time and then slowly began to sit up on the couch. Every crinkle of the blanket, every breath she took, sounded like a cannon going off to her. Every twitch of Scott’s cock froze her in place instantly before she slowly continued standing up. Once she was standing all the way up she began to slowly make her way around the coffee table, only taking her eyes off of the beckoning erection to steal quick glances at Scott’s face.

She slowly and delicately made her way over to the other couch and then kneeled on the floor right next to Scott’s waist. Now that she was closer she could clearly see every little detail of Scott’s cock. From the puffy head pulsing with his heart beat, to the veins on his shaft standing out strongly. She had never seen a cock in real life, except for the occasional National Geographic show, but this cock looked nothing like those. This one was fully extended, reaching for the ceiling, and waiting for her.

Unbeknownst to her, Scott had actually managed to fall asleep while trying to only pretend to do so. His cock remained hard however, because of the beautiful aroma of mixed sexes that filled the living room. As Sarah sat there admiring her first cock she slowly began to move her hand towards it. First, she put both hands on the side of the couch and scooted up right next to it to giver herself a better vantage point. Then she slowly began to stroke Scott’s naked upper thigh with her fingertips. She ran her nails up and down his left leg from his knee all the way up to his groin. Every now and then the cock would twitch and Sarah would have to suppress a giggle. Could that beautiful cock know what she was working on doing? Was it inviting her to play with it with each pulse of its head?

She slowly started to let her fingertips run even deeper into Scott’s groin; four inches away from his shaft, three, two long inches left, one more…and then her middle finger mad contact with it. She left her middle finger sitting there, just resting against a protruding vein, feeling the heat radiate onto her hand. She closed her eyes and moaned slightly, feeling herself get turned on at a rapid pace. Deciding it was now or never, she ran all of her finger tips up and down the shaft, enjoying its twitches against her contact and the little flares the puffy mushroom head made.

She had moved her other hand to her breast and was groping herself while all of this was happening. She closed her eyes and bit her lower lip, focusing on all of the please she felt as well as all of the pleasure Scott must be feeling. She opened her eyes and then let her hand slowly grip all the way around the shaft. The skin was dry but extremely soft. She slowly began to apply fleeting amounts of pressure on the cock in her hand and slowly began to move her hand up and down his shaft.

She sat there for a bit, just amazed at what she was doing, amazed at the incredible sight before her.