Chapter 2

(This is the continuing diary of Amanda Johnson, Age 17 and her babysitting adventures)

August 24 ... A really nice lady who was a sort of mentor of the Andersons by the name of Mrs. Periwinkle needed both Sally and me for a job in the church basement. There would be 6 children between the ages of 2 and 7 and I knew I would not be able to handle it by myself. The church committee would be setting up the "back to school" Bazaar to raise money for the pre-school. The job was not difficult because the kids were all tired and soon fell asleep in the quiet basement. Since it was a church and all and there were too many kids, Sally and I didn't do anything inappropriate even though I was busting to exercise my pussy. Mrs. Periwinkle never told us her first name and it seemed silly to keep calling her Mrs. Periwinkle so we decided to call her Missus since she was pretty prim and proper looking with her stern look over her reading glasses. After all the mothers came down and claimed their offspring, she came back to the basement and gave me an envelope with a $50 dollar bill inside. I had already told Sally we would split 50/50 on this job because we were both doing exactly the same thing. I was surprised to see Mrs. Periwinkle take out a silver flask from under her waist band and tilt it up for a long sip of something a lot stronger than soda. She let her hair loose and shook it down letting it cascade almost to the top of her ass crack. Sally was eating the left over snacks and sucking down some of the sweet tea the ladies were drinking at the meeting.

Mrs. Periwinkle put her legs up on the long table and I was able to look up her dress and see she was wearing a pair of very nice French type panties that barely covered her slightly drooping ass cheeks. They were not pert and fresh like mine but they were soft and cuddly looking from that angle.

"The Andersons told me you did a very good job at their house. I don't have any children at home any more but you and Sally are welcome to come over and visit any time you want to. I have some educational materials for children that you might be able to use to entertain your charges."

At first, I thought she was pulling my leg, but when I looked at her face, I saw she was being real serious. Sally went up to the meeting room to get more left-overs and I told Mrs. Periwinkle I could see her bloomers and they looked real nice just like what a real lady would wear. She laughed and raised her dress to show me the lace embroidery on the edges. When I got down real close, I could inhale the heavy scent of her womanhood. It made me so horny, I just had to reach out and touch the panties and even let my fingers wander a little astray right onto her pussy slit. We looked into each other's eyes and she smiled knowingly and spread her legs a little wider. I knew Sally would not be shocked to see me with my head buried between a female's legs since we were pretty well down that road already, so I just went to my knees and inserted my face as far as I could get up into her pretty pussy. I pulled the French panties to one side so I could get some hair scratching my face and taste the sweet nectar the older woman seeped just like a leaky faucet. Somewhere in the distance I heard Sally giggling but I was in such a frenzy, I just could not stop my licking and sucking until I heard the familiar sounds of a woman falling into a convulsive orgasm. I knew I had done a good job when the middle-aged woman sprayed my teenaged face with her lovely smelling pussy juice.

It was so good; I was seriously worried that I had converted to a lesbian in full bloom. I was worried for a moment, but then realized the thought of strange cock was the true focus of my attention, no matter how tasty and delicious pussy tasted to me.

August 28 ... The Andersons had me come early because they wanted to get a present before heading to the Periwinkle mansion for a formal dinner. They were both dressed in formal wear and looked like a real power couple. For some reason, I was a little envious when I saw Floyd cupping Mitzi's ass right in front of me. He looked over her shoulder at me and winked making me flutter a bit down deep inside and even right between my legs. My memory of him taking me from behind with his wife upstairs was still vivid and I wanted his cock back inside me so bad I would do it right in front of her just to make her feel left out. I was so horny after the little 2 year old went to sleep that I almost considered calling Sally over to make out watching the TV. I decided against it because there was no way I could explain her presence if they came back early.

When they finally did come home, it was pretty late and, as usual, Mitzi was 3 sheets to the wind. Floyd got her up to the bedroom and flew down the stairs to get back to me on the sofa. I told him I was worried about his daughter or his wife coming down and seeing us, so he told me to follow him to the downstairs bathroom. He locked the door from the inside and told me to bend over the sink. I could see him in the full length mirror and when I saw his huge cock come out looking for action, my knees got a little weak and I held onto the marble counter top to keep from falling. He grabbed the K-Y from the cabinet and started to push it into my pulsating brown eye. I didn't have the fortitude to ask him where he intended to stick his cock but it was pretty obvious considering my bent over position. It sure was not the time for conversation and he pretty well let his cock do all his talking for him. After about 10 minutes of spirited ass fucking, I was wide open and hoping to get it in even deeper. He started to spurt with frenzied passion right up my ass and we were both brought back to reality by a tapping at the door.