Babysitters Erotica Collection: Over 100,000 Words of 20 Hot Sex Stories (4 page)

“Morning Ash.”, said James as she passed by her at the kitchen.

“Morning.”  James is Trish’s older brother. He’s a student at the University and is here on vacation. She blushed as he greeted her. It annoys her that she can be very casual with the rest of this household but not with James. He is breathtakingly handsome and the girls in the neighbourhood are fighting for her attention. He is also very tall, and the fact that Ash is petite makes her feel vulnerable whenever he is around. She was staring and wanted to kick herself for not being able to control her reactions towards him.

“Good morning Ash. Come join us for breakfast.” That’s Mrs. Jones, the charming mother of James and Trish. Looking at her, you would marvel at how she raised her kids as a single mom. She’s a beautiful woman with a Southern accent. She’s in her late 30’s but could easily pass as twenty-ish mom. She’s a great cook and on this particular Saturday morning, the breakfast table is filled with warm bagels, croissants, Spanish omelette, sausages, and bacon. There’s also a delicious baking smell coming from the oven-----smells like yummy brownies.

Trish, her subject, is 5. She’s a mini version of Goldilocks, with curly hair like gold spun lace and blue eyes that smile all the time, except when she’s hungry.  “Hi Ash. Let’s go for a swim later. Okay?”

“Sure, Trish.” The kiddo is a fantastic swimmer and more and more, the house pool seems to be a tad too small for her talents. Good thing she brought some swimsuit with her.

The breakfast is amazing. However, with James seated across from her, she was not able to swallow anything. She hated feeling this self-conscious but she can’t help it. Damn it, he’s so hot.

That afternoon, Mrs. Jones went to the groceries. She saw James watching her while she was watching T.V. He made her feel so very self conscious. She felt like spreading her legs so he can see her see through underwear. “Are you crazy?”, she thought to herself. James is the classic rake. Besides, he never showed any interest on her more than watching her closely when he thinks he is unnoticed. She focused on his hands. Ashley already felt them brushing against her skin. All of a sudden, she felt feverish. Damn.

Mrs. Jones---Miranda swept her way down the staircase leaving behind a trail of racy Gucci Rush. She’s wearing a smashing black number that reveals her dainty long legs and her slender body. She obviously prepared for a hot date and well, she looks great. She gave Trish a peck on the cheek and hugged her tight. “I’ll be back before you know it, sweetie. I’ll leave you with Ashley for a while. “Bye, mommy.” Trish said.

“Shall we go upstairs now for some stories? Or do you want to watch T.V. for a while?”

“I want to hear some new stories Ash. Plus, I want to play with my Barbies. Let’s go upstairs.” The kid took Ashley’s hand and led her upstairs. As they walked towards her room, they passed by James’ room. Ashley’s heart started to pound. She looked away.

The next couple of hours were spent telling stories to Trish. She love the Disney Princess, Jasmine is her favourite. After finishing two stories, Ash went to the kitchen to get a can of diet soda. Trish spent some quality time with her Malibu Barbie. As she bent down to grab some diet Coke, she felt a hand on her leg. “Trish, do you want some chocolate milkshake?” She asked. When there was no response, she turned and saw James standing behind her. “I want a milkshake. I’m sorry I startled you.  You have some neon ink stains on your leg. Looks like Trish played her highlighter trick again.”

She looked at her legs and so what he was talking about. There were pink and neon yellow streaks everywhere. She tried to rubbed the stains with her cold hand. “It’s not gonna work. You need to do more than that. He walked away and came back seconds later holding some tin of salve in one of his hands. He took some paper towels as well. “Look, it’s okay. Don’t bother. I get dirtied up like this all the time. It’s no big deal.” She saw his disappointed look and held put her hand. “Okay, let me have those.” James shook his head. “Let me do it. Your legs are totally stained, especially at the back. I can easily wipe everything off.”

She shrugged her shoulders and sat on one of the kitchen stools. “Fine.”, she said. She hated being alone with him---hated the fact that she can’t seem to say anything sensible whenever he is around. Ashley snapped open her soda can and drank the cool effervescent liquid. James’ hand rubbed some salve on her legs and gently rubbed it off with some tissue. His manner was gentle at the beginning but all of a sudden, his hands began to massage her legs in a sensual way, making her sigh deeply. “Is Trish asleep?” He asked.

“Hmmm, not yet. Speaking of which, I have to get back to her. She’ll be looking for me soon.” With that, she jumped out of the stool, but not before James caught her lips and grabbed her butt.  They kiss---- their mouths tentative. He pushed his tongue inside her mouth and massaged her butt with his hands. She pulled herself away. “Please. I have to get back now.” He nodded. “Come back here as soon as you can. I will be waiting.” Unable to think clearly, she rushed out of the kitchen and almost ran for the stairs.

She gently opened the door to Trish’s room and saw her still busy with her Barbie. “What took you so long, Ash?” she asked.

“Sorry. I had to make some calls. Would you like something? A glass of milk?” Ashley offered.

“No, thanks. I feel sleepy. Can we do another story?”

“Sure thing, hop on your bed.” Ashley said.

It only took one page of theatrical story telling and Trish dozed off. Ashley took her favourite bunny bear and placed it beside her. She delicately placed her dusty pink comforter and kissed her cheek. “Sleep tight Goldilocks.”

It was 5 minutes past nine but she does not worry. It’s weekend tomorrow and since her mom and Mrs. Jones know each other, she’s able to spend the night here a few times already without making her mom worry. She made her way down the stairs quietly. James was still there, in front of his laptop. She sat down beside him. When he felt her, he closed his laptop and turned to face her. “I want you Ashley.” With that, he took her hand and led her inside one of the guestrooms downstairs. It was the room at the house front, they’d know if someone arrives. He closed the door and caught her mouth, this time he kissed her gently. His tongue made light tantalizing movements on her lips, causing her entire body to tingle. “We shouldn’t.”, said Ashley in between breaths. He shook his head. “You came downstairs all by yourself Ashley. I know you want this too.” He took his hand again and pressed it against his shorts. He was rock hard. “God, you’re so big.” She cupped him gently and he groaned. “That feels amazing...” His mouth started to mate with hers again, his tongue sucking all her defences. It was the most erotic kiss she’d ever experienced. Hot. Torrid. Melting.

He started to lick her neck, tasting her. She smelled sinful-----like a fusion of chocolate and strawberries. He nibbled on her ears and she leaned even harder against the door as she continued to massage his hard on. Little by little his mouth went down until it caught the neckline of her dress. Her skin was flushed and feverish and her breasts felt full and heavy. He kissed the exposed skin and licked it again and again until her eyes were filled with so much lust. “I always wanted to rip off your clothes every time I see you.” He whispered as he began to massage her tits. “I dreamt about sucking your nipples ever since I laid eyes on you. Damn you for making me so horny.” She held his head and pushed it against her breast. He licked all the skin his tongue can reach and started to unbutton the bodice of her dress. She was wearing a simple white bra, but her breasts are big and full and totally enticing. He kissed the dark valley in between them and caressed her smooth back. “Put your mouth on them James. Lick me, suck me, do as you please.” He smiled as he licked her nipples through her bra. It was a sensual tease. The way the fabric felt as his tongue rubbed against her was more than she could bear. He unhooked her bra and feasted on her tits, rubbing his face back and forth against their fullness. “Ohhhh James. Don’t stop.” She arched her back and allowed him to suck her over and over, moaning sweet nothings as he did so. His eyes were intent and as he kissed her, her pussy grew wet. His mouth went down and licked her belly as he cupped her ass. It was all too much to bear. His head went down in between her legs and inhaled her deeply. His intake of breath and the fact that he is smelling her flesh made her shiver. It was all too sexy.

He kneeled down and pressed his nose against her and grinded it gently. He made gentle thrusts with his nose, stimulating her pussy to perfection. She felt her hot juices flow from her, and her female aroma filled James’s nostrils. He lifted the hem of her skirt and his hand inched slowly up her thighs. His mouth followed the path of hand and kissed every bit of skin it passed. Her heart skipped a bit when his finger tugged at the leg band of her underwear. He slid a finger inside and caressed the plump lips of her freshly waxed pussy. Since there was nary a single strand of hair to buffer the sensation, her clit was easily stimulated and responded to the lightest of touch. He raised her skirt up to her waist and rubbed his face on her now wet panties. “James, you’re driving me crazy. I’m so wet already.”

“I know.” He licked her through her wet panties, tasting her juices. He removed her panties gently and sucked on her cherry red clit. She moaned loudly, and pressed his head even harder against her. His lips kissed her flesh and filled her pussy with saliva. He licked her over and over until once again another mouthful of secretions came out of her. For the first time in her life, she was able to feel the power of an orgasm. Her legs quivered as more juices came out of her. James was torturing her with his mouth and started licking thighs again. He removed the rest of her clothes and led her on the giant bed. He stripped of his shorts, revealing his shiny long cock, ready to torture her even more. “Wow, you really are big.”

“I love it when you say that.” He went over her and looked at her eyes deeply and entered her wet vagina. She closed her eyes and savoured the feeling of his cock rubbing against her. He rocked gently and slowly, making her desire reach a feverish pitch. “Faster James, ride me faster. Yes, yes, shove it on me...” James got so turned on by the cooing sound she made, the way her moans seem to come very deeply from her. He increased the speed of his pace and rocked her harder and harder until he exploded. They collapsed with their conjoined climax. Their bodies full of sweat.

***

Ashley stayed wide awake most of the night. She slept at one of the Jones’s guestrooms. Her body still is filled with so many sensations. While she was not exactly a virgin, she must admit that what happened a few hours ago is the most exciting thing that she ever experienced. James’s member was long and thick. For the first time since she had sex, she was able to feel satisfied.

The next Friday, James, Ashley, and Trish decided to do some movie marathon. The entertainment room is the most fascinating feature of the Jones’ home. With state of the art technology, sound proof walls, and digital surround sound, it’s like being in a real theatre. Apparently, James and Trish’s dad is a movie addict and he wanted his kids to be able to watch all their movies the best way possible.

Ashley was seated at the giant lazy boy, holding a big tub of popcorn and surrounded with pizza and sour gummy candies and other kiddie movie arsenals. Ashley and James are seated on the enormous leather couch at the farther side of the room. The ink dimness of the room, coupled by the creepy sounds amplified by the digital speakers made the movie experience more realistic.

As the minutes ticked by and the movie started to progress, James’s hand caught Ashley’s back. He held her like that for a few minutes then it inched downward to get a grip of her butt. His movement was deliberate and it made her skin tingle all over again. He slipped his hand under her sweater and rubbed her back, she almost squirmed in her seat.

She placed her hand on his thighs and rubbed him just the same, sensually caressing him until she heard her swift intake of breath. As his hand moved to cup one of her breasts, she felt hot and feverish and desperate to be alone with him. They were under a thick duvet but the privacy it offers is only minimal. She wanted to scream and moan and writhe on the couch. She wanted to do so many unmentionable things to him. The last thing she actually needed is a movie. Ashley took his hand and led it between her legs. She had been so hot and bothered the very second she sat beside him and now, restraint is out of the window. James understood perfectly what she had in mind and so slowly, she pushed a long finger inside her panty. Her skirt was highly accessible, but he found it difficult to play with her pussy with her seating position. “Spread your legs, Ash.” He whispered. She nodded her assent and spread her legs wide, giving him the access he needed. The fact that he would be finger fucking her here in the darkness is such a huge turn on. She leaned close to him and licked his earlobe, keeping her eyes focused on Trish’s seat. She’s a few feet away from them and oblivious to what’s happening behind her. At that moment, Ashley didn’t care. All she could think about was the wonderful feeling of James’s finger exploring her hot and slick pussy. She pushed her flesh against his hand, urging him to go deeper and deeper. Ashley touched herself countless of times in the past, but nothing is as erotic as another’s hand plunging into her folds. She was wet with wanting and her juices flowed more freely with the slow and deliberate stimulation. His hand screwed her vagina, rubbing against her G-spot, driving her over the edge.