It had been a long time coming, given the long work hours and family obligations, but an open Friday night finally arrived, and I was excited to catch up and hang out with my good friend Dave.  

Dave and I shared many mutual interests, had similar career paths, similarly aged kids, and an equal disparity in work-life balance.  

The night out began as a typical night would for two men catching up who rarely see the outside of their own houses or offices, but just being away with a chance for a few beers is an almost religious experience after you’ve been married long enough.

The night was still relatively young, but Dave and I decided it would be more enjoyable to head back to his house, where we could have a nightcap and have a quieter conversation to end the night.

His wife, Elise, had arranged for a babysitter to watch their young boys, who he promised were asleep by now. This would allow us to have a glass of scotch or two without any distractions.

I was very much in favor of this, as Dave always carried the best selection of liquors. With his wife out of town and his kids asleep, we could finish our guys' night out in peace.

As we pulled up in his driveway, Dave noted their family babysitter lived down the street and asked if I knew her.

“Her name is Carrie; she is back from college for the summer.”

“Yes, she goes to our church and sings in the choir.”

“That must be the same girl,” he shot me a devilish grin, but offered no clarification.

We got out of the car and headed quietly to the front door, where we immediately saw Carrie in the kitchen. She was preparing a couple of beers for both of us, anticipating our arrival home.

“Mr. Stone!” she called out excitedly upon seeing me enter. “It’s good to see you!”

“You, too, Carrie, and please, call me Alex. We aren’t at church,” I smiled, taking the beer she offered.

We joined Carrie in the kitchen, and we got the usual rundown on how everyone was well behaved and now sound asleep. Before long, Carrie was catching us up on her adventures from college, her new boyfriend, and the nearly perfect grades she received after her first year.

We listened attentively, which wasn’t too difficult given Carrie’s beautiful smile, ample chest, and long legs revealed by her very short shorts. “So you didn’t get into any trouble during your freshman year?” Dave asked, seeming to indicate some insider knowledge.

Carrie gave him a big, sexy smile that gleamed from ear to ear.

“Nothing my parents know about!” she giggled, looking at both of us as if challenged to show something off. “I didn’t get in trouble for it, because nobody knows, but I did get a tattoo.

“Oh yeah! Every good girl has to have at least a little secret,” I scanned the exposed parts of her body, which were quite plentiful, but didn’t see anything, so naturally it begged the question, “Where did you get it?”

“I’ll show you, but you must promise not to tell my parents if you see them in church tomorrow.”

“Cross my heart,” I winked, trying to summon some boyish charm.

She unbuttoned her shorts and began to pull them down, revealing not only her panty line but a tiny butterfly tattoo just above her left hip.

Dave confidently walked towards her and touched it. “I love the color and detail, Carrie,” he noted, tracing his finger along her panty line and tattoo.

I was shocked at how much she was allowing him to touch her, not only with no resistance but with seeming enjoyment.

“Did you think more about getting the other one?” he knowingly asked, still gliding his finger along her panty line.

“I thought about it, but I’m not sure.”

She was playing the innocent little girl role to perfection as she batted her eyelashes at us while giggling along. “What do you think, Mr. Stone, I mean Alex?”

Seeing Dave confidently playing with her left hip, I decided to play along. “Maybe a matching one on your other hip.”

I pulled her shorts down, exposing the same area on her right side as on her left, and took in the increased exposure of her panties.

Her smile grew more playful before she interjected, “What about my rib cage? I see a lot of girls who get them here, and I think it looks sexy.”

She lifted her shirt, exposing her gorgeous flat stomach as Dave and I dutifully inspected each part of her naked skin that would be fitting for her next work of body art.

“That would be very sexy,” Dave said, using the palm of his hand to run along her smooth skin.

“You know what else is hot, Carrie?” I paused for our eyes to connect more deeply and to run my hand higher up her stomach. “Body piercings.”

Her eyes indicated instant agreement as though she had already been thinking the same thing.

By now, my hand was just below the bottom of her right breast as we continued to hold each other’s increasingly forbidden gaze.

“Do you think so? What do you prefer, if I got my belly button pierced, or my nipples?”

“I’d have to see your nipples to know for sure, Carrie.”

Working in tandem, Dave and I lifted Carrie’s shirt over her braless chest. Her breasts were spectacular. Young, perky, C-cups that were a perfect milky white skin tone. We seemed to read each other’s minds and our synchronicity piqued as Dave and I both began sucking on a breast each.

Carrie began to breathe more heavily as we both sucked and licked her perfect chest. Our hands both worked to slide her shorts off as her moaning grew louder.

I could feel how wet her little pussy was getting in her white panties. I glanced down and saw her wetness saturate the thin fabric. As I began to rub her pussy through her panties, Dave picked her up and propped her up on the kitchen island. As I started to kiss her lips and make out with her, Dave peeled her soaking underwear off and let them fall to the floor.

For the first time since we began our little tryst, Dave and I made eye contact. We nodded to each other and both slide our middle finger inside beautiful pink pussy. This move appeared too much for Carrie to bear, and she began bucking her hips and gyrating wildly.

As we both fucked her with our fingers, we could feel her pussy twitching with delight. To regain balance, she grabbed both of us and pulled us back to her chest. I ran my long, smooth tongue up and down and then around her hard nipple. With my free hand, I dropped my pants to allow my swelling cock to be free finally.

As our fingers continued to play inside Carrie, she let go of our heads and reached both of her hands downward. Dave had also removed his pants and Carrie grabbed onto both of our rock hard dicks as we fingered her and sucked on her tits.

Carrie rocked back on the island and hopped down to get a better grip to start stroking our hungry cocks.

“I didn’t know I could make both of you so hard for me,” she giggled and began stroking both of us. She spit on her palms and used pre-cum to more smoothly glide her small hands up and down our pulsating shafts. Up and down she went, taking turns making out with each one of us, using her tongue to tease us and remind us of the vitality and sexual energy of a college student.

Gently dropping to her knees Carrie looked up at Dave as his cock disappeared between her full, red lips and into her warm mouth. She continued stroking my cock as Dave closed his eyes enjoying her mouth on his member.

“Don’t worry Mr. Stone, this means you get to fuck me first,” winking and giving me a naughty smile as she went back to delightfully sucking my friend.

After another minute or so, Carrie popped up and jumped back onto the kitchen island. Dave moved to the other side as she lay down on her back, stretching her young frame, giving us both a perfect view of her twenty-year-old athletic body.

My friend met her mouth again, which was now hanging off the other end of the island, and she resumed her blow job with her head upside down, facing him. I was perfectly aligned on the other end of the island as she spread her long legs open for me.

True to her promise, I got to fuck her first. I teased her soaking wet hole with the bulging head of my throbbing dick, rubbing up and down her sweet and juicy pussy lips. She was so impressive sucking his dick as I finally slide my married cock into her young snatch.

She began to moan onto Dave’s cock as I buried my rock hard manhood deep inside her. Her body was so gorgeous, stretched out on the kitchen island, as I used more power and force to open her up wider.

Her C-cups bounced gleefully for us as we fucked her mouth and pussy. After a few more minutes, Dave and I agreed to switch it up, and Carrie obeyed by flipping over into the doggy position. Her ass and pussy now facing Dave and her beautiful face looking at me.

Dave pushed his dick into her now gaping fuck hole as I took her by the hair and slid into her mouth. I looked at her in awe, remembering all the times I had admired her from afar while she sang in the choir at church. Now I could feel her resounding and innocent beauty.

“You’re so beautiful,” I managed to whisper as she expertly retook my shaft in her hand to take my swollen balls into her mouth, then again using her tongue to tease every inch of my shaft back to the head before sucking me again as my friend pounded away at her tiny pink pussy.

“Let’s go to the couch,” I heard my friend suggest with his hands firmly gripping her hips.

The three of us went to the couch, where I sat down first. As if choreographed, Carrie stood in front of me until I was properly situated. She straddled me facing me and slid her naughty cunt down again onto my long, thick cock.

Dave waited patiently for his babysitter to position herself and begin fucking me before he approached her from behind. I was admiring her body as she rocked back and forth on me while Dave started to squeeze her ass and prepare for our grand finale.

I watched as her mouth gaped open in pleasure as Dave’s cock slowly pushed inside her tiny asshole. I could feel her body shift and change to accommodate two large dicks inside her at the same time.

I kissed her neck as he pulled back on her hair. We had her in a virtual tug of war as she rocked back and forth to each on of our cheating cocks fucking her from both sides.

Muffled grunts and moans were all any of us could muster as we sandwiched the young babysitter on the sofa. I could feel her warm fuck juices leaking all over my lap as we thrusted and fucked.

By now I needed to cum hard. It was time, and I could no longer hold out. I announced my intention, and both Carrie and Dave acquiesced. Carrie moved off of my cock and onto her back with her head propped up on the arm rest. Dave and I stood over the young angel we had just fucked and stroked our cocks over her innocent face.

A stream of hot cum ejected all over her soft features spraying her from both angles and covering her face in our sticky substance.

Another round of cum fired over her neck and tits as we finally emptied our loads all over the sweet girl. She looked at both of us, squinting through the loads of cum and began to laugh uncontrollably. She grabbed onto both of our dicks one last time and sucked the remaining juices off of our twitching cocks.

All three of us took a moment to catch our breath before Carrie finally got up to get a towel from the kitchen to begin cleaning the mess off her face and body.

“That was amazing, guys,” Carrie elatedly suggested as she began to retrieve her discarded clothing strewn about the house.

“Do you need a ride back home, Carrie?”

“No thanks, Mr. Stone, my boyfriend is coming to pick me up in a few minutes, but thank you for the offer!”

“I'd better clean up, too. Thanks for a great night, all!”

A fantastic night it was, and I hoped it wouldn’t be the last of its kind.