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Opis ebooka Hot Pants Babysitter - Erotic Novel - Sand Wayne

A Vintage Erotic Novel Involving a Sexy and Seductive Girl, Full of Sexual Adventures, Surprises and Twists.

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Hot Pants Babysitter

CHAPTER ONELittle Amy O'Brian was spread out bare-assed naked on a cot in the back room of Hans Gottenmier's candy store. The proprietor was standing next to the cot with his pants and shorts around his ankles, excitedly stroking his cock as he stared down at the youngster.Amy was a pretty young girl of eighteen with fiery red hair and a faint dusting of freckles across her nose. Staring down between Amy's legs, Hans Gottenmier could see little drops of hot juices dripping out from between the soft pink cuntlips that were waiting for his stiff prick. The sixty-year-old man was always more than willing to pay the youngster five dollars for the weekly fuck in the back room of his candy store. When Amy had been much younger, she'd let him screw her for a bag of randy, but now at eighteen, she insisted on money and the old man still considered it a bargain."Hurry up, Mr. Gottenmier," she said. "I ain't got all day.""Relax, darling," he whispered. "I just love to look at your cute little pussy.""I know," she giggled. "But you're payin' to fuck it, not admire it."Kneeling down on the cot, he crawled up between her soft thighs, his whole skinny body shaking with excitement. Amy didn't mind letting the old man screw her for five bucks. He had a nice hard cock and she enjoyed any prick as long as it was stiff enough."Oh, Mr. Gottenmier," she giggled, guiding the head of his prick into her slit with her fingers. "Your big cock feels so nice and hard today."Pleased by the youngster's flattery, he quickly drove the length of his stiff boner all the way up into the hot wetness of her tight little cunt."Does that feel good?" she whispered, listening to the man's excited breathing."God, yes," he panted, lying perfectly motionless over her warm young body."Good," she smiled. "I love it when you fuck my hot little cunt. Your big juicy cock just drives me wild."Amy had learned that her customers enjoyed her dirty words and flattery. It really seemed to turn them on, adding an extra excitement to their fuck sessions."That's it, baby," whispered Amy when he began thrusting his hard tool in and out. "Fuck me good. I love that nice big prick of yours."This wasn't entirely flattery that the girl was using, because she did enjoy his nice big dick, or any other nice big prick. Letting men fuck her was a part time business for the girl, but she loved every second of it. She was soon writhing wildly around on the cot as the man sawed his stiff cock in and out of her cunt at an ever increasing tempo."Do you like my hot little pussy?" she whispered, grinding her tight young slit up around the base of his plunging dong."Yes, honey," he panted. "I love your pussy."Amy shuddered at the feel of the man's pole rubbing against the hot walls of her fuck-hole, the thick ridges of his mushroom-shaped knob slithering deliciously through the excited inner flesh of her sucking, squeezing cunt."Oh, Mr. Gottenmier," she whispered, conscious of nothing but the erotic sensations and the delicious slurping sound of his big thick cock pumping in and out of her hot slippery hole as his lusty balls slapped wetly against the soft flesh of her cute little juice-drenched ass. As always, little Amy was carried away by the feel of a hard dick pounding into her gash, regardless of who it belonged to."Oh, Christ, baby!" she squealed when the man further speeded the tempo of his long smooth thrusts. "That's it, honey! Give it to me good!"The delicious sensations seemed to intensify as the man continued fucking his stiff cock into her. She suddenly thought how wonderful it was to be paid for something she enjoyed so much."Ooooooooh, yes!" she cried out with joy as he began driving his stiff cunt faster and deeper into her grasping little cunt. "That's it, Mr. Gottenmier, that's it!"Looking up she could see his wrinkled old face panting over her, yet there was a fire in his eyes that strangely excited her. Even if she were paid for it, little Amy was always thrilled when she could see how much the customers were enjoying her body.There was nothing in the world that Hans Gottenmier looked forward to as much as his weekly fuck with the cute little redhead. He'd been screwing the juicy little kid for two years, and now at the age of sixty, he never had any trouble getting a hard-on when he saw her little naked body. In his long life, the old man had never experienced such a tight hot pussy as the one between Amy's shapely little legs. Thrusting his cock in and out, his big juice-drenched shaft was throbbing excitedly as it slithered against the soft slippery ridges of her foam-slick cunt walls. Crazed with the intense joy that was racing up and down through his prick, he was driving his tool into the young girl's slippery fuck-hole with a savage intensity."That's it, you sweet fucker!" she sobbed in rapture as his enraged shaft drilled violently into her lusting pussy. "Fuck me honey, fuck me hard!"Further excited by the youngster's squeals of delight, the depraved man was plunging his cock deeper and harder into her hot little hole."Give it to me, baby! Give me hell!" she shrieked, feeling his iron-hard rod ripping and tearing into her shuddering flesh. With every violent thrust of his shaft, he was lifting the child's sweet young ass off the cot. The delicious ecstasy was almost more than the delirious girl could stand."Bang me!" she screamed, sinking her nails and teeth into his bony shoulders. "Fuck, Mr. Gottenmier, fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"Suddenly, the girl's entire world exploded into a giant orgasm when she felt the man's hot jizz squirting up into her pussy."Oh, sweet shit!" she squealed. "I'm coming! I'M COMING!"Clinging tightly to him, she writhed her hot slit up around the base of his cock as it continued filling her cunt with cum.Later as Amy walked out onto the crowded street, she was struck by the stench of the crumby neighborhood. It was hot and humid, the early summer sun burning down on the asphalt. The child had never known anything else but these filthy slums, and fighting for her survival, she was only vaguely aware that there was another lifestyle beyond these dirty buildings. Hurrying along the crowded sidewalk, she was hoping that Tony would be waiting for her on the corner. Mr. Gottenmier had kept her longer than she'd expected, and she was afraid that Tony would be gone. She was suddenly relieved to see him leaning against a building near the corner."Hi, Tony," she smiled, hurrying up to him."Where the hell you been?" he snapped, taking the match stick out of his mouth."I'm sorry," she said. "I got hung up.""We gotta hurry," snapped the boy. "My papers will be here in a few minutes."Tony was a dark swarthy boy of eighteen, and because of having lost one arm in a violent gang fight a few years ago, he eked out a living selling newspapers."Have you got the money?" asked Amy."You said only three bucks, didn't you?" he mumbled."Yep," she grinned. "That's your special price, but don't tell nobody about it!"When he'd handed her the crumpled bills, Amy led him around the corner and up an alley. Stepping behind a big pile of rubbish that was stacked against the building, the girl quickly dropped her panties and jeans."I ain't gonna get my back all scratched up on this fuckin' pavement," she giggled, leaning over and resting her arms on the top of a garbage can. "You're gonna have to fuck me from the rear."Unbuckling his pants and letting them fall down around his shoes, Tony roughly grasped her hip with his one hand."Ya ready?" he asked."Sure," she smiled, spreading her legs and leaning farther forward, her forearms resting on the garbage can lid as her cute little ass poked up in front of his eyes.Gently spreading her buns with his thumb and forefinger, he could see wisps of her damp red pussy hairs and a bit of her juicy slit revealed just below her cute little asshole."What's that shit?" he suddenly asked, seeing a slimy string of thick fluid dripping out from between her swollen cuntlips."Oh," she giggled. "That must be old man Gottenmier's cum. I didn't have time to clean up after he fucked me.""Jesus Christ!" he shouted. "I ain't gonna fuck into that old fart's jizz.""I didn't have time to wash it out," she argued, still leaning over the can."You can give me my money back," he sneered. "I ain't puttin' my cock in his shit.""Have you got a handkerchief?" she asked.Reaching down into the pants that were tangled around his ankles, he handed her the worn and frayed rag."Is that better?" asked the girl as she reached up between her legs and swabbed her slit out a bit with the handkerchief."I guess so," he mumbled, anxious to unload the hot sperm that filled his lust-bloated balls.Amy's body began quivering with excitement when she felt Tony's finger probing into her hot little cunt from the rear. She lewdly rotated her juicy pussy-flesh around the finger that was screwing deliciously into her slippery fuck-hole. Finally removing his finger, Tony placed his big hot cock between her legs, rubbing the tip of it back and forth against her sopping-wet cuntlips."Oh, Tony, put it in," she moaned, feeling his hard boner moving back and forth over the sensitive flesh of her open slit.Wanting his prick in her as badly as she did, Tony lowered his hips and placed the bulbous knob of his cock just between her hot wet cuntlips. Clutching her hip with his one hands he suddenly lunged forward.Amy let out a wild squeal of delight when she felt his hot rod driving up into her slippery cunt in one violent thrust."That's it, Tony!" she cried. "Now fuck the shit out of me!"Withdrawing his shaft until only the cockhead remained in her grasping cunt, he once more slammed it back up into her slippery fuck-hole, his belly slapping loudly against her quivering ass. Crazed with his pent-up lust, the young boy began drilling his stiff cock into her at an ever faster tempo."God, Tony!" she screamed as he violently humped his thick boner deeper and deeper into her cunt. "Fuck me, Tony! Fuck me! FUCK ME!"The sex-mad couple was too excited to hear the two elderly women shouting at them from a third story window across the alley."That's it, sonny!" cackled one of the old ladies. "Fuck her good!""Yeah, sweetie," the other one screamed down to Amy. "Give him a good ride honey! You'll soon be too old for it!""Go on, kid!" cackled the first one. "Fuck the shit out of her!""Heh, heh, heh," laughed one of the .old crones, turning to her friend. "This is fun. I ain't been screwed in twenty years.""I wish we had that young stud up here," grinned the other one."Yeah," her friend laughed. "He might not like our old dried up pussies, but we could sure gum the hell out of his big juicy prick."Back down in the alley, completely unaware of their audience, Tony was still violently fucking his throbbing cock into the youngster's hot little fuck-hole. Leaning on her arms and looking back between her legs, Amy could see his big juice-slickened cock slamming up her dripping pussy from the rear as his bloated balls slapped against her soft little ass.Crazed with the joy of his rod drilling into her cunt, she was thrusting her ass back to meet every powerful thrust of his slick, pistoning tool. Clutching to her hip with his hand, the aroused boy was suddenly aware of her cute little asshole quivering just above her cock-filled cunt. The sight of her young bung further excited him and he began probing his finger around the ring of the forbidden hole."Oh, yes, Tony!" she squealed, feeling his finger teasing around her sensitive shitter. "Stick it in, baby! I love a finger in my asshole!"Pressing the tip of it against the tight little opening, he forced his finger up to the first knuckle in her tight bung."Deeper!" she screamed with delight. "All the way, Tony! Ram it all the way in!"Giving another lunge, he felt his finger sink up to the palm of his hand in the hot, buttery softness of the girl's wiggly asshole."Oh, God!" she screamed as he savagely drove his cock and finger in and out of her two holes at a wild tempo. "That's it, Tony! Fuck me, baby, fuck me!"The two women who were peering out of the window were almost hysterical with laughter."Hey, sonny!" cackled one of them. "You're gonna get shit all over your finger!""Yeah," screamed her friend to Amy. "Fart in his face and blow his finger out.""Shit on him! Shit on him!" cried the other one as they excitedly watched the couple in the alley.Tony felt a massive ejaculation building up deep in his bloated balls as he pounded relentlessly into the hot juiciness of her slippery cunt. Just as Amy's overpowering orgasm engulfed her, she felt Tony's thick hot sperm gushing wetly into her spasming twat. Both of them collapsed across the garbage can as his hot jizz, mixed with Mr. Gottenmier's, oozed out of her swollen cunt, dripping lewdly down her bare legs.Slowly walking home in the stifling heat of the late afternoon sun with eight bucks in her pocket, Amy smiled to herself, thinking how her sweet Catholic mother would beat the shit out of her if she even thought the girl wasn't a pure virgin.Her father had deserted them when Amy was a mere child, and Mary O'Brian, her mother, was too proud to accept welfare so she started doing housework for the wealthy families on the other side of town. Amy was a rather mature child for her age and her mother left her alone when she went to work, making the little girl promise not to leave their apartment except to attend school. Unknown to Mary, the youngster was soon running the streets like a little urchin.By the time Amy was eighteen years old, Mr. Gottenmier had deflowered her with the help of a bag of candy. There was very little extra money for them with her mother's meager income, and when Mr. Gottenmier taught her how much fun fucking was, Amy began peddling her ass to the kids in the neighborhood for dimes and quarters.One day when a mob of young punks offered her ten bucks to let them ail gang-bang her, Amy suddenly decided that her tail was worth more than a bag of candy. Being a wise youngster, she began making her monthly trips to the free sex clinic in the neighborhood for her supply of pills.Raising the cost of her cunt to a minimum of a buck, she soon had a steady little income as she continued lifting the price.With her mother working such long hours, Amy was doing the shopping and cooking for them, and not realizing that the child was secretly contributing to their income, Mary O'Brian couldn't seem to understand how the girl could stretch their money so far.Walking up the narrow staircase that led to their little fourth floor apartment, the stench from the hall almost made Amy sick. When she got up there, the girl opened the windows, hoping a little breeze might help the suffocating hotness in the room. The three-room apartment was small, but Mary O'Brian always kept it immaculately clean.Amy had dinner all prepared when her mother came home with a radiant expression on her usually tired-looking face."Hi, mom," she smiled when Mary kissed her on the cheek."Hello, darling," said her mother. "How did your day go?""About the same as usual," was her honest answer, thinking about the eight bucks she'd earned.Sitting down at the table. Amy couldn't understand the excited glow on her mother's face."Honey," the woman suddenly blurted out. "How would you like to spend the summer up on the cape?""Fine," giggled the child. "Me and the Vanderbilt's always spend our vacations up there.""I'm serious," said her mother. "And I wish you'd be more careful with your grammar.""What's this about the cape?" Amy asked."Well," beamed Mary. "Mrs. Dunmar, one of the ladies that I do house cleaning for, is taking her little eighteen-year-old son up there for the summer.""Sure she is," sneered Amy. "They have plenty of money, and if a frog had wings, he wouldn't bump his ass.""Oh, Amy," said her mother. "I wish you didn't talk so vulgar.""I'm sorry, mom," smiled the girl. "But we ain't got the money to go up there.""How many times have I told you not to use the word ain't," sighed Mary. "And we don't need money for you to go.""How's that?""Well," continued her mother. "Mrs. Dunmar wants a girl to go with her to help take care of her little boy. I told her that I thought you would like the job.""Really?" gasped Amy, suddenly excited about getting away from the slums for the first time in her life."Really," beamed Mary. "All of your expenses will be paid and shell even give you a small salary.""Do you think she'd really take me?" Amy asked excitedly."She told me that if you wanted to go," her mother smiled, "she'd be happy to have you.""Shit, yes, I wanta go!" the child squealed with delight."Amy," sighed the woman. "Stop using those filthy words! You can't talk like that around Mrs. Dunmar and her little son."CHAPTER TWO