Entrapment Untitled Babysitting Story (Yes That is the Real Name, Deal With it) chapter 4 by 2kfsk

In only a moment, Franky was engulfed in darkness. The warmth she’d once felt exuded by Jason’s body became a sweltering blanket, while the dense fabric of his jeans became a literal blanket. She’d been under the impression she’d end up inside his pants. Okay, that’s bad, but not intolerable. But she was mistaken—within moments, she was spirited to his underwear, mushed up against the coiling snake of her babysitter’s massive (to her) private part.

“Ach, agh!” Franky grunted and struggled and squirmed—she was pinned against his pubis by some combination of a fleshy tree trunk and a garden hose. Franky was familiar with what the male private part looked like: a curious instrument that otherwise held no value to her. But this level of intimacy with such a weapon was another level entirely. Worse, even after she’d been stuffed and sandwiched within is boxer shorts, the hand saw no reason to depart.

Driven by somnolent arousal, Jason’s hand began to rub the growing erection inside his boxers. It was a clumsy display and not all that vigorous, but for someone less than an inch tall, it was difficult to tell the difference. Jason’s fingers alternated between wrapping about the cock and a gentle rub, and in every case Franky had to bury herself in Jason’s pubis to avoid getting picked up by the strokes. It was damp, humid, chaotic, and hairy.

“What the butt is he doing!?” Franky wondered aloud. She sincerely had no idea what sort of horrifying nightmare led his hands to commit such actions to the thing he peed out of. Another stroke slid down the dick, and the underside slammed into Franky and filled her nose with its masculine musk before traveling back upward near the tip.

The tip...

In this darkness, Franky could barely make out anything save the contours of the veins that ran through the stiffening cock. However, when she rolled out of the alcove and craned her neck, she could make out the hand pausing near the tip to offer a complimentary rub. At this, the cock shuddered, the hand shuddered, the pelvis shuddered... Jason’s whole body shuddered. If she didn’t know any better, Franky might think that making it to the tip would be her ticket to wake her babysitter up. Once that was done, she’d be home free, baby! It’d take a bit of trial and error to avoid getting sent back down by the rhythmic stroking, but she’d made more impressive climbs.

Alternatively, she could simply stay here and wait things out. It wasn’t a comfortable place to wait, what with being periodically shoved against his pubic mound by a thick, sweaty dick. Of course, these weren’t the only things she could do. Trying to come out the way she came was an option, if an unpredictable one, as was searching for another route out of his pants and undies.