Jodie quietly closed the bedroom door behind her and headed downstairs to the lounge. She had just turned 20 and was in her second year at college. Babysitting was, in her eyes, easy money. This was the second time she had babysat for Jack and Sue's kids - twin girls aged 6 and Tom, aged 14. She looked at the clock on the way into the lounge. It was only 8 o'clock but the girls had gone off to bed without a fight. Jodie had read a story to them and they were both nearly asleep when she'd left.

Tom was sat by the TV playing on the Playstation. Jodie sat next to him and picked up a controller.

"Come on then kid, I'll take you on." Tom smiled at her.

"Easy," he said, and loaded up a new game. Jodie thought he was dead cute - a miniature version of his dad, who she quite fancied. She always went for older men although Jack, at 36, was maybe a bit too old. Tom was wearing jeans and a footie shirt. He was quite well built for his age and had the same mischievous look of his dad. He was also easy to talk to - not, thought Jodie, like some other 14 year-olds.

They played the Playstation for about half-an-hour before Jodie decided she was thirsty. She went to the kitchen and brought back a couple of cans of juice. It had been a muggy day and she felt hot. She had come straight from the beach and was wearing denim shorts, a strapped bikini type top and a shirt tied around her midriff. She looked at her legs, impressed at how tanned she was getting.

"It's sooo hot in here," she exclaimed. Tom nodded and beckoned her to start another game.

She grinned at him. "Ok, Tiger. I'll let you beat me again then. Hang on a minute though, I'm far too hot." She undid the shirt and threw it on the settee. She noticed Tom look awkwardly at her chest. She knew she had a really good figure - a nice tight stomach and pert little breasts. The little top and shorts showed her off perfectly, particularly with her tan. She raised her eyebrows a little at Tom, who instantly started to blush.

"Right," she said emphatically. "This time, I'm gonna win!" She sat next to him and started the game. They played about five or six times and Jodie won most of them. She was conscious that Tom couldn't help but glance at her. She didn't really mind - he was only young and she felt quite pleased that this teenager was unable to keep his eyes off her. Imagine if his dad thought the same! And anyway, she'd been winning. Dirty tactics were sometimes necessary!

Tom stood up and yawned. "I'm tired," he said. "I think I'll, em, go to bed." Jodie smiled at him. She had shoulder length brown hair, deep, mesmerising eyes, and a gorgeous smile. "Ok Tiger. Can't take losing, huh?" He looked a little uncomfortable and she noticed a bulge in his jeans. He said goodnight and headed off upstairs.

Jodie lay back on the floor and giggled to herself. "What a shame," she thought. "The poor kid didn't know where to look." She felt a little guilty, but secretly hoped that he'd be telling all his mates about his babe of a babysitter tomorrow. She lay there for a few minutes before deciding she should check up on the twins. She climbed the stairs quietly and crept into their bedroom. They were both fast asleep. She gently closed the door and crept towards the stairs. Tom's bedroom was at the end of the corridor. His door was slightly ajar and a dim light was on in his room. She stopped at the top of the stairs. The house was silent. "Easy money tonight," she whispered to herself.

Just as she was about to go back down the stairs, she heard a faint noise from Tom's bedroom. It sounded familiar, but she couldn't place it. She tiptoed towards his room, and as she got closer it became instantly apparent what the noise was. She stopped outside the room and listened, not sure if she could believe it. The faint slapping noise was unmistakable - Tom was masturbating. She felt the hair's standing on the back of her neck. She must have really turned him on. She grinned and turned to go back downstairs but stopped. It was intriguing to listen to. Her mind was racing. She wondered if he was actually thinking about her, how long would he last, even what he would cum onto. She looked at the door and shook her head - what was she doing! Here she was, 20 years old, standing outside a fourteen-year-old kid's room getting excited that he was wanking! Much as she knew she should walk away she was compelled to listen. She could hear him gradually breathing heavier, then stopping every 30 seconds or so for a few moments. She felt herself edge closer to the door. She was now right next to the door. She couldn't believe how exciting it felt and she squinted to look through the gap in the door. She could just make out his legs. As she peered through she brushed the door slightly. It opened about four or five inches and she froze. She held her breath for a few seconds but Tom hadn't noticed. The door was now open wide enough for her to see him. He had a couch against the wall and sat at an angle. She could see his right arm moving up and down as he pulled himself.

As Jodie stood there watching him she felt a tingle in her pussy. She couldn't help but run her fingers along the top of her thigh and up into her shorts. Oh this was bizarre, she thought. She was shocked at how turned on she felt and she squirmed as her finger stroked between her legs.

She was now almost in the doorway. Tom was pulling himself quicker now and quietly moaning. She saw him glance a little to the right and she noticed a handkerchief on the floor. Just as Jodie realised this was what he was planning to cum into he stopped pulling himself and reached over to get it. Jodie froze again as he glanced towards the door.

They stared at each other for what seemed like hours. Tom's face turned a deep crimson colour and Jodie felt her own redden.

"Oh fuck," she murmured. Her mind was telling her to turn and go back downstairs but she found herself stepping into the room and closing the door behind her.

"Hi Tiger," she said, still blushing a little. Tom looked as if he was going to cry. He jumped back onto the couch and covered his penis with his hand. Jodie's mind raced. She didn't want him to feel embarrassed, after all, it was natural. She decided to try and diffuse the situation by making it seem normal. She sat next to him and smiled.

"It's Ok Tom," she said in a reassuring tone. "You're not in trouble. Everybody does it, it's nothing to be ashamed about." He was still a deep red and his mouth was slightly open, clearly still shocked. Ignoring what little sense was left in her mind, she found herself reaching over and taking his hand, pulling it away from his cock and holding it on his thigh.

"H... h... how long were you standing there?" he stammered.

Jodie felt herself blush again. "Em, long enough," she grinned. She glanced down at his crotch and caught her first look at his cock. It was a good size, particularly for his age, she thought. It was still erect and about five inches long. She felt the tingle in her pussy again as she looked at it.

"What were you thinking about?" she asked. Tom glanced briefly at her chest. "Um, dunno," he murmured.

A rush of adrenaline ran through her as she realised that he had been thinking about her. She knew that she often turned on men, but it felt strangely sexy that this young boy had been on the verge of cumming just thinking about her tits. She felt uncontrollably devilish. She was holding the hand of a naked 14 year-old to which she was the object of his desire.

Her mouth was dry. "Were you thinking about me?" she asked. Tom looked up at her and again glanced at her chest. "Dunno."

She couldn't believe how horny this felt, or how in control of him she was. She was pretty submissive usually, but this was her opportunity to call the shots. As her pussy twitched again, she let go of his hand and pulled her top up over her breasts.

Tom eyes widened. He stared at her perfect round firm tits. Jodie noticed his cock stiffen further and felt her whole body tingle with excitement.

"Were you thinking about these?" she asked.

Tom's mouth was hanging open, his eyes fixed firmly on her tits.

"What were you imagining Tom," she continued, a more serious and sexy tone now in her voice. "Were you imagining stroking them... or licking them?" Tom was speechless. His nob was throbbing. He couldn't move his eyes. Jodie continued her voice now husky. "Have you ever seen naked breasts before?" Tom shook his head. Jodie felt her pussy start to moisten. "Would you like to touch them?" she offered, an overwhelming sense of excitement gripping her. Tom nodded.

Jodie moved closer to him and took his hand. She placed it on her right breast and gently stroked it back and forth across her nipple. She felt her nipple start to stiffen. She took her hand way and let him fondle her. She grabbed his other hand and did the same with her other breast. They sat there for a couple of minutes - Tom completely engrossed in just feeling her tits. The attention was wonderful for Jodie - he just seemed so innocent, and keen.

He started to breathe quicker and Jodie looked down at his penis. His hips were writhing a little and she noticed a small flow of pre-cum emerging from his rock hard cock.

"Oh oh", she thought. "He's going to cum." It would be really embarrassing for him if he shot his load from just fondling her. He seemed more relaxed and confident now and she didn't want to knock him back. Instinctively, she pulled her top completely off, leaned forward and bowed her head towards his lap, pushing him back into the chair.

She wrapped her mouth around his cock and lifted her head up. She slid her tongue up his shaft and looked up at him. His eyes were shut and he groaned. She sunk her head down, comfortably filling her mouth with cock. She sucked gently then bobbed up and down, sucking and licking. She swallowed a small spurt of pre-cum and readied herself. His hips were writhing faster now as his orgasm built. She sucked down on him as a far as his balls, slurping and gently nibbling. She lifted her head back up so that just the tip was between her lips. She looked up at him again. He was staring right at her, eyes glazed, a startled expression across his face. She winked at him and lowered her mouth back down onto his cock.

Tom couldn't hold on any more. The warm lips and saliva on his cock were just too much. He moaned out loud again as he felt the cum rushing up his shaft. His body tensed and he flicked his hips up towards her. She sucked hard, his cock totally wrapped in her mouth and he shot his first load of sperm.

Jodie felt the warm cum shoot to the back of her throat. Before she could swallow it another load filled her mouth. She loved the taste of cum, and Tom's was no different. She swallowed it greedily - every last drop filling her mouth, before licking his cock clean. She sat up and looked at him. He was smiling now. She smiled back and ran her tongue around her lips.

"Did you like that?" she asked. Tom nodded enthusiastically. "Better than cumming into a hanky, huh?" she grinned. Tom looked at her tits and down to her shorts. She noticed him start to blush again.

"What's up?" she asked.

"Well," he replied shyly. "You know when you said everybody... you know... does it?" Jodie nodded. Tom's face turned crimson again. "Well," he continued. "Do you?"

Jodie giggled. "Of course I do," she replied. Tom's eyes widened again. He went to speak but he couldn't get any words out. Jodie raised her eyebrows at him and huskily asked, "do you want to see?"

Tom nodded. Jodie lifted herself and kneeled on the chair beside Tom. She fixed her eyes on him and unbuttoned her shorts. She slowly pulled them down over her hips, revealing pink G-string panties. Tom's eyes were fixed between her legs. She smiled sweetly at him.

Her pussy was tingling again. A mouthful of cum always turned her on and from the moment she'd discovered Tom wanking she'd wanted her pussy filled. She stood up and dropped her shorts to her ankles. She slid her hands into her panties and down between her legs.

"Is this your first pussy as well?" she asked, well aware of the answer. Tom couldn't even answer. His eyes were like dinner plates, firmly focussed on what he was about to see.

She slid her panties down and then ran her fingers back up her thighs, stopping just before she reached her pussy. She always kept well trimmed, leaving a small tuft of hair just above her pussy lips. She stepped onto the chair and crouched beside Tom. He didn't know where to look - at her face, or tits or now a pussy. She crossed her arms to cover her breasts, forcing him to stare at her sweet little cunt.