Babysitters Erotica Collection: Over 100,000 Words of 20 Hot Sex Stories (23 page)

He held my hand from under the table and mouthed “You look pretty with no make up on.” I gasped, remembering that I haven’t even put some mascara on. I instantly felt naked. I feel like that without make up. I felt myself flushed. He grinned at me. “I wish I’d see you looking like this more often.” He helped me with the dishes for a few minutes and went up to check on the boys. Why did I ever schedule working at home today? There’s too much temptation that I am pretty sure I wouldn’t be productive even for a minute. I went upstairs to our room and set up my laptop and the things I’d need for the day. I can’t possibly work inside my office right now, not when everything is still very vivid in my head.

I went inside the shower and undressed. I was pretty determined to be a good girl this time. Reese was right. There’s no point in messing with the babysitter. This is just a phase. Maybe all I really needed to do is relax and forget about the whole thing. Like most things, it will pass.

I lathered myself well and scrubbed myself raw, like a woman repenting for her sins. The water felt good on my skin and the soap suds acted like a cloak covering my entire body. I rubbed a washcloth all over me repeatedly, making sure that I was clean all over. I rinsed myself and put on a robe. I took a tank and a denim shorts and put them on. I started reading emails and making calls. Working at home can be a bit hard since my secretary is not here but I do not mind. I love working at home anyway.

In that instance, the bedroom door opened. I was expecting to see my kids because they love checking on me while working. Not this time. It was Matt.

He quickly closed the door and locked it. “Where are my boys?” I asked casually.

“Kept them busy with their puzzles and trains. Busy?”

I shrugged my shoulders. “Not really.”

“Am I the only one who got stuck on what happened last night or are you with me?” He asked.

“I’m with you.” So much for being a good girl. I put away my laptop and got rid of my stuff. He sat on the bed and started playing with my tits. It was though I was lighted up. His touch made me pant and lose breath. In an instant, my lips were on his and we were kissing like crazy. His hands were suddenly all over me. I cannot believe I am allowing this right in my marital room.

He pulled up may tank and started massaging my tits. My nipples are already hard from excitement, waiting for his touch. I sagged against the pillows as he put his mouth on them. I moaned softly as he nibbled lightly on my nipples. His mouth is the most amazing thing ever. I kept on twisting on the bed, pulling his head even closer to my breasts.

He reached for my denim shorts and removed them quickly. He kissed every inch of skin he exposed, making me moan all the more. He started licking me on the navel and I called out his name, wanting to melt from the heat of him. Matt seemed to be enjoying torturing me this way. He placed light kisses all throughout my waist, making me shiver with delight. I was intoxicated by his hand fondling my thighs. I honestly cannot get enough of him. He reached the front of my panty and licked my pussy through it. “Oh, Matt.”

The feel of the saliva-wet silk on my aroused flesh was incredible. His tongue was so warm and it was like being covered with warm melted chocolate. The sensation was too much to bear. I tug on his hair and moaned his name repeatedly as the tip of his tongue licked my panty.

“Hurry, Matt. Fuck me. Fuck me now.”

“Ssssshhh. Relax.”

He removed my underwear and feasted on me with no barrier this time. I really cannot say anything more about his tongue, which is now exploring my womanly folds without any restriction. His tongue did some rapid brush strokes on my clit, making it throb with pleasure.

He spread my legs wide and ate me non-stop. His mouth sucked my kitty lips and gave me the most incredible oral sex I have ever experienced. I held on to his shoulders and wrapped my legs around him. I felt him push a finger inside me and then another. He slowly moved them bit by bit, in a slow screwing motion then inserted another. I cannot believe that I was secreting even more juices.

He continued licking me as he fucked me with his fingers and I couldn’t take it anymore. I felt my entirety being suspended and then I came like I never did before. The intensity of my orgasm shook me to the very core and I could have sworn that my eyes rolled like crazy as I came. I could feel him licking off my juices and I smiled. This man is the sweetest.

Matt moved on top of me and entered me slowly. His dick is superbly hard and thick and now slowly moving inside me. He placed a pillow under my butt so my hips are raised slightly. He pushed himself totally inside me and I sighed and moaned in his ear. “Matt...Oh Matt.” I can see his butt moving up and down and I love every bit of sensation I am feeling. I wish he’d move faster. I want to be all fucked up.

“Faster, Matt! Fuck me faster.” He nodded then and pounced with double the intensity. I moaned even louder now and my sounds echoed in the room. “Faster! Faster!” I said, desperate for more. I know he is taking his sweet time, but I cannot settle for anything less than true action. I moved my hips with his every thrust, feeling him getting stimulated by my folds. He rode me like a pro and I gripped him by the hair. I felt oh so sexy.

Just then, I heard the sound of the door knob being moved and I tensed instantly, expecting one of my boys. Good Lord. It was Roy. His eyes took in the scene in a glance. Everything happened so quickly that Matt and I were frozen in place. “Mr. Cay...”

Roy stopped him before he could say anything else. “We’ll talk later. Finish what you’ve started. You don’t want to keep my wife waiting.”

There was something amiss. He was not angry? I saw him take a seat on one of the chairs in the room and watched every move that Matt and I make. I pretended I was a porn star, forgetting all about my marriage, my kids, my home. My lust is eating up every ounce of my sense that I do not care what happens later. I looked at Matt, who managed to have this unreadable poker face. Men!

I sensed that just like me, he zoomed out of the whole thing and focused on the sex. Just the sex. He found his pace again and I moved with him, allowing myself to relax and bathe in all the sensations his dick is bringing to my body. He was huge and he filled me to perfection. He fucked me even more seriously now, now that we have an audience.

Roy lit a cigarette and continued to watch. The sight of him was a turn on but it also scares me. I know he’s playing it cool and that there’d be lot of messy stuffs later on. But I can’t deal with that now, not when I am on the verge of coming.

Matt pulled himself almost completely then made for the dive again. I closed my eyes and allowed myself to relax and just feel. Matt pulled out completely this time and entered my pussy again. He held my hand as he thrust himself inside me. However, there’s something different and something very familiar with his rhythm. My eyes flew open and realized it was Roy who is now on top of me.

In the middle of it all, I saw Matt getting dressed. A minute later, he closed the door gently. Now, I am at the mercy of my husband. I did not know what to feel or what to say so I closed my eyes again. He was gently thrusting himself inside me and held my waist in an odd way. My husband is a big guy---tall, rugged, and rough. He never did he make love to me this way. He moved slowly inside me and I moaned in response, wondering when I started feeling aroused because of him.

He cupped my breasts and I sighed at his familiar smell. I started to feel weird but I ignored it. I cannot believe that I am all of a sudden teary eyed. Roy looked at me, saying nothing and started kissing my eyebrows. In seconds, the waterworks opened. He wiped my tears with his thumb and moved out of me. He wrapped me in his arms and soothed me as I said “I’m sorry.” I repeated the words like a mantra, feeling them up to my toes for the first time in two days. My head spun, not really sure if I still have a marriage to salvage after everything.

I cried in his arms, wanting to prolong my stay there as much as I can. What I did is terrible and even I hate myself for it. He cupped my face and stared at me with mixed emotions. “For a second there I thought you were pretty hot. I was torn between punching Matt and being so aroused. I am sorry for not being too much of a husband lately. Now I understand what I have been taking for granted. Seeing you with another man, seeing him take what’s mine is enough to kill me.”

I kissed him, trying to erase the image of me and another man, knowing I can’t. He kissed me back, reminding me of the very first time we locked lips. It’s one of the most memorable times of my life. He was my first love, and perhaps my only, ever. I kissed him deeply, savouring the taste of him, the feel of his tongue against mine as I made a solemn promise to myself to make it up to him.

His mouth kissed my neck as he held my back lovingly. Now, this is the kind of sex that I wanted----the true kind. The thing with Matt was good while it lasted, but this one is something that is beyond compare. I kissed his entire face, thinking about the very day I said my vows. I am only too sorry I strayed.

The party was in full swing when the door creaked open and Ben poked his head in. His eyeballs almost popped out from their sockets when he saw Rain spread deliciously on the bed. His babysitter was naked save for the transparent panties that revealed more than covered the slick and moist mound underneath. Ben couldn’t help but run his tongue over his lips. He couldn’t believe Rain, only twenty-two years old, would have the guts to do something like this, with his wife, Valerie, and tons of people downstairs.

“Is that all you’re going to do, just watch?” Rain asked with a wicked smile. She stretched on the satin sheets, bunching them up beneath her. Her arms went over her head, making her already large breasts with the light pink nipples look even larger. Her long slim legs spread wider, and Ben saw the darkening spot had grown larger. And only in a matter of minutes at that! It was the growing dark spot that did it. He groaned, shut the door behind him, and dove to the bed, right on top of Rain and practically groaning like a maniac.

“You’re a slutty, teasing cunt,” Ben growled, and gave Rain’s pussy a brisk slap with his hand.

Rain giggled. “My poor darling,” she cooed, and spread her arms wide. “Come here and give little Rain a kiss.”

Ben pounced. He pinned Rain’s slim arms to her sides and placed his lips on top of hers, so sweet and luscious, devouring them in a frenzied passion. Rain moaned, exhaling breath right into his mouth. It turned him on. He let go of her arms, and right away, she pushed his shirt up his chest and over his head and did away with the buttons, zippers, and belt loops on his jeans. Soon he was as naked as Rain, yet she still had those damn panties on.

Ben broke their torrid kissing and lowered his body so that his face was now in line with Rain’s hips. He took the top of her panties into his mouth and tugged them downward, sliding them down her legs and off her with his teeth. He looked up to see Rain looking back at him, flushing rosily and looking so incredibly turned on. That aroused Ben even more, and the second the panties were a crumpled mess on the floor, he went right back up and over Rain.

He decided to go down the wild-and-dirty route this time. He wound his hand around Rain’s long blond hair and pulled hard. She groaned and bit her lip, obviously in a bit of pain. He tugged harder, and she moaned louder. Ben leaned down and bit Rain’s lips. She gave a little shriek, which he silenced with another torrid and heavy kiss. He slid his tongue inside her mouth, tasting and exploring every nook and cranny of her lovely mouth.

He removed one hand from her hair and touched her pussy. It was wet, just as he had suspected. He liked the feel of her bare cunt against his skin. He played with her lips for a while, teasing her. She squirmed, and her breath began to catch.

Ben slid two of his fingers inside Rain’s slippery crack. She moaned, spread her legs some more, and bent her knees. He removed his other hand from Rain’s hair and ran it over her luscious large breasts. He watched hungrily as her already hard nipples grew even harder, becoming nubs, reminding him of pencil erasers. He rubbed and rubbed, knowing that arousal was turning into sensitivity and, finally, into pain. His fingers down Rain’s cunt didn’t stop doing their thing. Ben wanted to ravage his hot babysitter with the conflicting and intensifying bouts of pleasure he knew were running through her, thanks to his simultaneous poking, prodding, and rubbing.