'I'll bet it isn't a history film at all. Is it?'
A tinge of anger in her voice, she answered: 'No, dammit, it isn't.' And then a little fearful for her fairly steady babysitting job: 'Please don't tell the Arlens. It wasn't hurting anything to watch it.'
'Watch what?' Chris already figured out what kind of film it was, but he enjoyed teasing Tessie.
'Dammit… a stag movie, you know… dirty, dirty and all that.' She walked over to the table, closer to him, and picked up her cigarettes. She lit one and then looked at him, facing whatever it was he was going to say. 'So, now what are you going to do? Tell the Arlens or not?'
He smiled broadly. 'Not! Let's watch your stag movie… together.'
'Together? You're waiting for a call from the hospital… about your wife and…'
'Look, my wife has been pregnant for a long time, and the last few months have been… well, they actually haven't been… sexually. And, if you were watching the film you must've wanted to get off. So, let's do that… together.'
'What about the Arlens?'
'Say something and get you fired? No. It'll be nice having a trustworthy babysitter around. I'll probably call you a lot myself now that I'm going to be needing a… sitter.'
Tessie shut the lights, crushed out her cigarette in the ashtray, and sat next to Chris on the sofa, very close to him. She flicked the projector on, and the film began where it left off when Tessie had hurriedly shut it.
The seedy-looking man who had been hiding in the closet was now crawling on his hands and knees. He was jerking off with rapid strokes, aiming the oversized piece of flesh at the gaping hairless slit of the girl, and she was begging him to shove it inside her.
Tessie heard Chris grunt when there was a close-up shot of the obviously orgasming quiet. The screen was filled by her giant cunt, the outer lips spread wide open and the fleshy inner lips spasming and fluttering. Each time they opened, you could clearly see the dark inner recesses of female flesh and small drops of wetness slipping downward. When the girl shoved two fingers from each hand into her pussy, pulling the puffy lips even further apart, Tessie felt Chris's hand sliding up her thighs.
Her eyes still on the screen, watching as the man touched the tip of his prick to the outer rim of that beckoning pussy, Tessie began to undress, stripping her shirt off, over her head in one easy movement. Then she opened her jeans, stood up and peeled them off. Putting one hand to her clit, masturbating it, and, the other hand on her breast, massaging one tit roughly, Tessie urged to Chris, 'Get undressed. This courtship is over.'
Chris, wasting no time, was undressed and crawling all over Tessie within seconds.
Tangling with him, she giggled at his excitement. 'Hey, you really are eager. But, I want to watch the film. I want to watch them fuck.'
He sat up and put his arm around Tessie's shoulders, pulling her closer to his naked body. His hand directed hers to his cock and they watched the film that way – her hand holding his spongy shaft… stroking it, squeezing it, taunting it, and his hand extending down to tease the top of her breast.
On the screen, the man had his prick buried to the balls inside of the thankful young girl. She had wrapped her legs up around his waist and was humping frantically under him, her legs serving to batter his body into hers. His ass went up and down, up and down, and his balls dangled down obscenely, a sparse growth of hair covering them. In and out, in and out, he pumped. Back and forth, urgently moving against each other, the couple fucked mindlessly.
Chris lay Tessie down on the couch and spread her legs apart. She continued to watch the film as Chris buried his head between her thighs, his tongue darting back and forth across her clitoris, his nose tickling in her silky cant hairs. Tessie moaned softly, watching the cock fucking in and out of the plump girl on the screen, feeling Chris's tongue going in and out of her own slit, driving her into the frenzied throes of orgasm. Tessie came quickly, almost out of necessity, and then started to build towards a second climax.
In the movie, the man continued to fuck the horny feline beneath him, and then the camera switched to show them from a different angle. Now, Tessie watched the couple fucking, looking down the top of the girl's body, seeing where his groin slapped against hers, his short cock hairs brushing across her smooth cuntflesh. Up and down went his body, her belly heaving under him, her tits flopping sloppily, their fat nipples pointing straight up in the air.
'Give me your cock,' Tessie whispered to Chris. 'In my mouth, give it to me.'
Chris positioned himself on top of Tessie, in the traditional sixty-nine pose. Her mouth opened and he slipped his wide cock into it. Her jaws strained as she tried to fit him all in, her lips sliding down the meaty shaft, taking his width slowly in. She felt Chris's tongue drawing erotic wet circles around her pussy and she felt his saliva tickling her shivering flesh. Then he folded his tongue and wedged it up inside her tiny hole, opening it and fucking it, as if his tongue were a tiny prick. She opened her mouth wider, taking a deep breath, and swallowed his prick, tightening her lips around it.
'Ughh!' Chris lifted his head from Tessie's snatch, his eyes going to the film. What he saw made his balls draw up and his shaft redden and tremble inside Tessie's mouth. His pre-coital juices washed over her tongue. 'Suck hard!' Chris returned to eating her out, his tongue flitting frenetically inside her pussy. He licked her everywhere; the image of the fucking couple seared into his mind.
Tessie angled her head so that she could watch the last minutes of the film and suck Chris off at the same time. She watched a closeup of the man's prick going in and out of the girl's cunt. Each time his cock sank in, her sloppy lips opened wide around him and swallowed his organ, squeezing it down deep inside of her. When he pulled out the lips opened, her flesh clinging to his thickness, sliding down with his outstrokes.
The porn film couple fucked slowly, then rapidly, then slowly again. Juices flowed copiously from the girl, bathing her cunt, glistening on the maleflesh going in and out of her and trickling down to coat her pillowy asscheeks. The man started to fuck her steadily, faster and faster, his hand guiding his prick in and out of her. She humped her body urgently, her ass lifting both of them from the bed, only to crash down onto it again. Suddenly he stiffened, his cock remaining buried in her while she wrapped her legs tightly around him, her ass denting the mattress, squirming into it. A moment later he pulled his huge cock out, his hand aiming the jumping rod at the girl.
The man was coming, his cock twitching in his hands, his scum jetting out in thick creamy blobs onto the girl's cunt and her belly, and up to splatter her watermelon tits. On the girl's face was a look of pure ecstasy and she scooped up some of his spunk in her hand, then licked it off her fingers, sucking greedily, gulping as much of it down as she could. Then she took the rest of his jism and wiped it onto her belly, shoved some into her cunt, and coated her tits with what was left of it. The film ended and a steady stream of yellow light poured toward the wall.
Tessie and Chris were oblivious to that light and to the constant hum of the emptied projector. They were buried between each other's legs, sucking and licking and swallowing for all they were worth.
'I'm going to come again,' Tessie squealed, her legs going high into the air, stiffening from the heat rising within her.
'Mfff,' was all Chris could muster. Then he came, filling Tessie's mouth with a full load of male nectar.
She was licking his hardness as if it were a melting ice cream cone, but when she realized that he was coming she stilled her mouth, in order to taste the first salty drops. She tried to savor them on her tongue, but he came a lot, in long steady gushes, puffing out her cheeks, and she had to swallow quickly. His come was warm in her mouth and flowed smoothly down her throat. Tessie sucked, pulling his flesh into her mouth, swallowing and then sucking for more. And she came. She came for as long as he did, her legs now flopping exhaustedly open, her pussy splayed wide for him, her cuntlips wiping across his tongue.
It was moments later, while they were resting side by side, still in the same reversed position, that the telephone's shrill ringing brought them back to reality. It took a few rings before either of them had the strength to make a move, but the fourth ring jarred Chris's memory and he bolted up and darted for the phone.
Chris returned to the living room, grabbed for his clothes and dressed hurriedly. 'I'm a father… A girl… ain't that something?'
Tessie started dressing, too. 'That's great. Glad to be one of the first to congratulate you.'
He finished dressing and looked at Tessie. 'Again – sometime?'
'Well, you said you'd be needing a sitter. You can get my number from… Brenda.'
They smiled at each other, a silent agreement made between them, and then he left. His wife was waiting.
