Babysitters Erotica Collection: Over 100,000 Words of 20 Hot Sex Stories (32 page)

“You taste just as good as I thought you would,” Mr. Russell said softly. “My, my. We should’ve done this sooner, Vicky, don’t you think?” He reached out and caressed her cheek with one hand.

Vicky could only nod in reply. She was so full now; she felt she was about to burst from all the pleasure that was now shooting up from every inch of her. Her pussy was now about to explode. She knew she was going to come right now, with or without Mr. Russell’s tongue—or his dick, as she had hoped at first.

Mr. Russell went right back to doing his business. His lips clamped over her pussy this time, sucking on the delicate flesh that was becoming increasingly moist with what his mouth was doing. At the same time, with his mouth over her pussy, he inserted a finger into her crack, adding to the intense sensations. Vicky was beyond herself now. She grabbed at Mr. Russell’s hair and pulled hard. She was going crazy, and she needed something to hold on to lest she fall off the chair and start doing crazy things on the floor. Mr. Russell groaned harshly in response to her hair tugging. He thrust his tongue and finger deeper into Vicky.

“Mr. Russell, I can’t . . .” she managed to get out between moans and pants. She gave off another series of cries as he inserted another finger inside her cunt.

Mr. Russell’s tongue moved more rapidly inside Vicky. His tongue thrust in and out of her pussy, in perfect timing to the thrusting motions also made by his two fingers inside her. Vicky raised and lowered her hips in time with the thrusts of his tongue and fingers. Her breath came out in short gasps. Sweat covered her whole body. Her dark-brown hair was matted and slick with sweat, but she didn’t care. For Vicky, nothing mattered but the explosive pleasure-filled sensation down there. She was drowning in it. She focused on nothing but the feel of Mr. Russell’s mouth, tongue, and fingers sliding in and out her pussy. It was driving her wild. Her eyeballs rolled, and she shut her eyes. Her hands no longer pulled at his hair, but she gripped his thick golden strands tightly, not wanting to let go. She raised her hips again, pushing her pussy deeper into Mr. Russell, wanting him to bury his face right into her essence. She was very close to bursting out of her seams now.

“I can’t,” she gasped. “Mr. Russell, I’m really—”

Her words were too late. Her body went into motion before she even realized it. She shut her eyes and gave off a controlled kind of scream. Her body went rigid as she spurted off her exotic juices, right into Mr. Russell’s face. She shuddered as the shakes went through her, sending her into a kind of shaking frenzy while her muscles clenched and unclenched, spewing forth clear thick liquid. But he didn’t shirk away as she first expected. On the contrary, Mr. Russell appeared glad and eager to be in the receiving end of Vicky’s erotic fluids. He brought his face closer to her cunt and opened his mouth wider over her private cave, as if to drink her juices whole and right from the source. This turned Vicky on some more, and she surrendered to the new set of shakes that coursed through her body. She felt some of her fluids slide down beneath her; she was giving off too much come. She was just completely turned on.

Her shakes abated, and she settled deep into the office chair, panting and out of breath. Below her, right into her cunt, Mr. Russell was busy licking off the white juices that were leaking out from her. He licked with purpose and careful precision, like he knew what he was doing and actually liked it. He licked her pussy almost clean.

Vicky felt a surge of pride swell within her. She couldn’t believe someone as attractive as Mr. Russell would have the hots for her, but apparently, he did. He wanted her, that pretty much was clear. Well, Vicky wanted him too. She didn’t want to cause any trouble to their lovely family, but she wanted Mr. Russell to answer every time her flesh called out for him. The next time, though, she wanted it to be his cock to penetrate deep into her. His tongue was nice, but she suspected his cock would be better. Much, much better.

When he was done licking her clean, Mr. Russell stood up. Vicky was still too spent to get up from the office chair, so she lay where she was. He looked down at her as he fixed himself.

“Well, Vicky?” he finally asked. His face didn’t express a hint of emotion, but his eyes said otherwise. They sparkled and smiled, and Vicky knew she wasn’t in any trouble.

“I want more, Mr. Russell,” Vicky said simply.

And just like that, Mr. Russell obliged.

“Don’t you think he’s a little old for you?” Carmine asked Julia.

“Well, he’s not THAT old. He’s older than most guys I’ve dated but he does not necessarily qualify as old.”

“Whatever, Julia. But isn’t it weird? I mean he has a kid. You’d be like the step mom. C’mon, you’re not even twenty yet.”

Julia eyed her friend. “I really don’t know why you are stressing so much. I just said he’s cute. Besides, it’s been only two days since I first saw him. It’s not as if I am dating him.”

***

For Julia, her babysitting gig was just a mere past time. She actually does not need the money for her parents are filthy rich. But then, she is feeling kind of bored lately and is lacking her usual drive. When she learned that one of her neighbours was looking for a babysitter for his daughter, she immediately fell for the post. She has never been so excited about something for months. At least now, she’d be able to do something different.

Julia is somewhat spoiled but is someone who loves being around kids. She looks so much younger for her age. She just turned 18 but her face still is very innocent, made more so by the fact that she’s not very much fond of make up. With a sleek straight blonde hair and green eyes, she looks like a devilish angel. She’s petite but beautifully proportioned, with a cinched waist, curvy hips, and beautiful round breasts.

Mr. Adams is a newly divorced father of Julia’s subject, Missy. His daughter is a smart kid who loves Barbie dolls and homemade brownies. The former Mrs. Adams is a cranky woman whom Julia met only once. However, she disliked her instantly. Thank goodness she does not have to see her everyday.

It was a Saturday morning when she first met Mr. Adams. She liked her instantly. He was the laid back kind of guy (when he’s at home). When he goes to the office is a different thing. Power emanates from his every pore. She saw him fully dressed for work a couple of times. Really impressive. Mr. Adams has a girlfriend named Sarah. She’s only a couple of years older than Julia but also has a kid of her own. She’s olive skinned, Latina, and very, very tall with long legs that seem to go on forever. Julia envied her for so many reasons. First, her complexion seems golden most of the time. Second, her loose curls are natural. Third, she looks sophisticated no matter what she wears. She’s always wearing these pencil skirts and silk blouses that show off her figure to perfection. Julia on the other hand loves sneakers and denim shorts. At least she looks a lot better in them. Whatever, she just does not like Sarah very much. She makes her feel really uncomfortable. Another thing she didn’t like about her---her giggles. She’s the giggly type and the sound just practically grates on her nerves.

One night, while Missy and Julia are playing at the living room, the couple arrived. They had dinner together. The Julia cannot help but notice that Sarah was simply too provocative. She was sitting so close to Mr. Adams----too close for comfort, in fact. What a slut!

When Julia came down from to get some drinks, they were still in the living room and cavorting on the couch. She started feeling really weird. They were kissing and all gooey and it was driving her nuts. If only Sarah would leave now. Well, she didn’t. She spent the night at the house and made noisy love to Mr. Adams all night. “Well maybe that’s all in my mind.” She thought.

That night, she went home feeling depressed. The first days have been really good. Missy likes her, she likes Missy, and Mr. Adams has really been very good to her. His wife rarely shows up----ex wife. But then, Sarah is fucking her head. She really cannot stand her. She’s too enthusiastic and very nice and very slutty too. She wished her boss would just find another. Even her ex-wife will do. She slept that night thinking about Sarah and how to make her leave. Her mind went blank.

***

“Missy, Dad will be coming home a little bit late today.” Julia told the kid one night.

“Will you be staying here with me until he comes home?” She asked expectantly.

“Of course, Missy. I will.”

It rained so hard that night, the heaviest rain in months. Julia stayed inside Missy’s room, half expecting Sarah to show up any minute and annoy her again. Fortunately for her, there were no signs of her---yet. It was around 9 pm when she heard a car. It was Mr. Adams. There was no Sarah.

Julia went downstairs to get a can of soda when the front door opened. “Julia.”

“Are you alright, Mr. Adams?” He looked withdrawn, his hair wet from the downpour. “I’m fine.”

“Would you like some coffee? I was about to go to the kitchen anyway.”

“Thanks. I think I’ll pass.”

He went to his room without another word. Julia proceeded to get her soda and went back to Missy’s room.

***

An hour that night, Mr. Adams and Julia bumped into each other on the hallway. He was wearing a white shirt and his office pants and was carrying a beer bottle. “Is something wrong?”

He shook his head and motioned for her to come closer. Without hesitation, Julia walked towards him. He ran his knuckles on the smooth skin of her face. “You’re beautiful.”

Julia was suddenly out of her wits. Her mouth went dry and she remained motionless as he caressed her cheeks. In an instant, Julia’s arms went to touch his chest. He felt his muscles tighten and deep down, she had this strong urge to touch him even more. He pulled her close to him, so close that she can smell him, so close that he can feel his warmth seeping through her clothes. “Do you have a lover, Julia?”

His voice was making it hard for her to focus. She shook her head and looked up at him. His hand lightly touched the delicate skin of her neck, tentatively touching her like a piece of art. All she can think about is that his lips were so close to hers...

He led her hand and took her inside the nearest room. Julia’s heart skipped a beat. She has no clue why her boss brought her here. At that moment, she didn’t care. Mr. Adams went on the small of her back and rubbed her gently. “Mr. Adams I...” she began.

“Ssssshhh. I did not bring you here to talk Julia. I brought you here because I need someone. Could we just be quiet for a moment?”

Julia expelled some air and nodded. She let her mind wander, thinking of the exotic and sensual heroines she read about in all her paperbacks. She forced her mind to stop thinking and allowed her body to just be in the moment. If only he would kiss her right now, to get it over with.

He scooped her up and carried her on the bed. He switched on the bedside lamp and reached for her. His lips found hers and they kissed. She tastes really sweet, like an exotic fruit. His lips were warm and teasing, nibbling hers gently. Julia’s mind was spinning. Her boss is on the bed with her. She couldn’t believe it. She was wearing denim cut offs and a cashmere sweater. She suddenly felt warm and tingly.