B*bysitter Sexshow by loyalsock - Sex Stories

B*bysitter Sexshow by loyalsock

... she was unbuttoning her shorts. I selected the view of her in the chair and magnified it. Sure enough, she'd unbuttoned and unzipped her tight white shorts. My eyes widened when she slid her right hand into her panties. She sat watching the tube and almost idly playing with her pussy. Her fingers were slowly sliding up and down inside her shorts. I tried selecting just her shorts and magnifying the view of her crotch but it was the resolution wasn't good enough; I could see motion but not detail. I went back to the full body view and was glad I had. She'd moved her left hand under her tee shirt and was clutching her firm right boob. The fingers of her right hand were still working between her legs and, I don't know whether from the tape she was watching or the sensations building inside her, but they seemed to be going about their job a bit more enthusiastically. Then she started rocking. I'd bought the rocker recliner because my doctor told me that it might help my back. He didn't say anything about it making my prick hard but watching Carol rocking in the chair while she rubbed her pussy and tit was certainly doing the job. I pulled my dick free as I saw her mouth open. I risked a little volume and heard her moaning to the type of bad jazz they have in porno movies. I turned the volume down a few notches. I didn't want to wake my wife. I didn't want to miss this show. It was getting good. Carol's shapely legs were stretched straight out. Her rocking had intensified; she ...

... was pressing her hand against her pussy and rocking against it. I couldn't tell whether she had any fingers inside her but from the way her face was contorted in sexual passion, I imagined that she did. Her mouth was slack and she was moaning louder, rocking harder, and tweaking a nipple underneath her pink shirt. She was pumping her pussy pretty good, her sleek body writhing as she rocked. Her hips were jerking, the chair was rocking even faster, she brought her left hand down between her legs and rubbed them on the outside of her shorts as the right continued to plunge deeper and faster within her panties. She just about pushed her shorts into the crack of her ass when she arched off the chair, legs straight out, groaning with ecstasy, spasming again and again against her hands until she finally sprawled on the chair in erotic exhaustion. I came into a wad of Kleenex watching her beautiful body spread in a post orgasmic glow. After a few minutes she adjusted her panties, zipped up her shorts and stood up. Oh, my goodness, that girl had a fine ass! When she bent over to retrieve her videotape I was also reminded that she had incredible tits. Her nipples were still hard against the pink fabric of her shirt. A few minutes after she left the room, I sat in front of the monitor hoping she was going to come back. Sad to say, that was the last scene on the disk. It had been plenty. I slipped the disk into an inner pocket of my laptop case. I knew I was going to want to dance to the ...