The Babysitter
I can’t believe how many times we’ve gotten away with this. His wife is downstairs while I get my things ‘packed up’ from watching their k**s overnight. We can hear them down in the kitchen as she puts together lunch for the k**s, her voice loud as she speaks over two hungry c***dren. He knows that he shouldn’t be up here but he told his wife he was going to help me collect my things.
He knows that I won’t be quiet. Not that I can’t be but I’ve told him that I won’t muffle my enjoyment of what he does to me. Just like I won’t muffle my pleasure by letting him wear anything between our skin. Its his problem to make sure that his wife doesn’t find out, his problem to make sure that he has the control to pull out and make sure that I finish school and head off to college rather than waddle around his house as a reminder to his wife of what he does with their babysitter.
That’s why he’s stuffed my panties into my mouth, my moans and cries stifled by the fabric in my mouth. The taste of my pussy on my tongue as the soaked fabric stifles my sounds only makes me want him more. He tried to tell me that we’d fuck later, that we’d wait until his wife and k**s weren’t around but I’d just climbed onto the lounge chair, flipping my dress up and tugging my panties down to my ankles and wiggled by ass at him. “Be careful Mr. Garner, I’m wet and horny and super fertile…”
The torment on his face as he looked at my ripe little peach, split and already dripping for him broke any resolve he had as he stuffed my panties in my mouth and shove his shorts down off his legs before slamming into me. His voice is above me as he pants and thrusts calling me his little slut, his cock-holder his cum-dump. I can feel his thrusts getting harder, more forceful as he slams into me.
“Tim are you almost done?! Is Melody gone yet?” The sound of his wife’s voice is all that it took to force his control over the edge and i could hear his whispered “Fuck…can’t stop!” just as he shoves himself deep with a growl as his cock twitches and pulses into me changing my future from college coed to his pregnant little baby sitter as I feel him cumming in me for the first time.
As I say my goodbyes to the k**s and his wife, I make sure to ‘drop’ something from my pocket and watch her face as she sees the tiny scrap of purple lace as I bend at the waist to pick up my panties. The confusion and suspicion on her face as she sees gets a glimpse of my slit, gooey and white with her husbands cum makes he giggle as I bounce up onto my toes to kiss his cheek before rushing out the front door.
He knows that I won’t be quiet. Not that I can’t be but I’ve told him that I won’t muffle my enjoyment of what he does to me. Just like I won’t muffle my pleasure by letting him wear anything between our skin. Its his problem to make sure that his wife doesn’t find out, his problem to make sure that he has the control to pull out and make sure that I finish school and head off to college rather than waddle around his house as a reminder to his wife of what he does with their babysitter.
That’s why he’s stuffed my panties into my mouth, my moans and cries stifled by the fabric in my mouth. The taste of my pussy on my tongue as the soaked fabric stifles my sounds only makes me want him more. He tried to tell me that we’d fuck later, that we’d wait until his wife and k**s weren’t around but I’d just climbed onto the lounge chair, flipping my dress up and tugging my panties down to my ankles and wiggled by ass at him. “Be careful Mr. Garner, I’m wet and horny and super fertile…”
The torment on his face as he looked at my ripe little peach, split and already dripping for him broke any resolve he had as he stuffed my panties in my mouth and shove his shorts down off his legs before slamming into me. His voice is above me as he pants and thrusts calling me his little slut, his cock-holder his cum-dump. I can feel his thrusts getting harder, more forceful as he slams into me.
“Tim are you almost done?! Is Melody gone yet?” The sound of his wife’s voice is all that it took to force his control over the edge and i could hear his whispered “Fuck…can’t stop!” just as he shoves himself deep with a growl as his cock twitches and pulses into me changing my future from college coed to his pregnant little baby sitter as I feel him cumming in me for the first time.
As I say my goodbyes to the k**s and his wife, I make sure to ‘drop’ something from my pocket and watch her face as she sees the tiny scrap of purple lace as I bend at the waist to pick up my panties. The confusion and suspicion on her face as she sees gets a glimpse of my slit, gooey and white with her husbands cum makes he giggle as I bounce up onto my toes to kiss his cheek before rushing out the front door.
3 years ago
