Babysitter Erotica Novels & Stories

Still, doubt creeps in as I focus on her eyes, “Is this the right thing for you though?” She looks at me for a long minute, before finding my hand and leading it down her body. Her boobs, soft and perky, her flat stomach, and finally deeper. Past her panties and I feel her wetness. My hand is soaked, and she groans when my hand comes into contact with her dripping pussy. The sound is so sexy, so raw. “Just from that kiss, my love. We can talk about whether it's right tomorrow.” I don't need any other confirmation. I grab her.

While they waited, Sarah asked Camila to make some popcorn for them, since she was taking a few hours off. Camila was now babysitting the twins and she loved doing it still. Victor had offered her another position, especially at his company, after Sarah suggested him to, but the woman kindly refused it. She liked the life she had and didn't really have any other ambitions. Also, it was easy to work at the mansion. She earned good money, her best friend was her boss now, and she also couldn't complain about the company she had. Her and Sarah spent a lot of time together when Sarah needed some time to think and have some inspiration for her novels. "So, how was your day?" Victor whispered in h

When she flipped on the tv he decided it was time to make his move. Mandy Williams was babysitting in Huntersville for her neighbors 3 houses down from her house. She had been babysitting these two kids for a year now and they always got along great. She made them a quick dinner of hot dogs and Mac n cheese. She helped the 2 little boys bathe and read them a story and took them upstairs and tucked them in to bed. Mandy had a good routine down with the kids and stayed with them singing softly until they fell asleep.

"Why were you standing side by side with the babysitters of your daughter? Were you having a little chat with the staff?" She didn't bother answering her husband's question, focusing only on the fact that he was talking to me and Nicole, something completely normal given that we were his daughter's babysitters. But not for his wife, it seemed. One thing he didn't know, and I had already noticed some time ago, was that Martina was quite arrogant and, in addition to not showing any affection for her own daughter and not accepting it from the babysitters either, she always pretended in her husband's presence.

He rolled his eyes, thankful she was too busy struggling to notice. “I’m not delusional!” “For your information, Ms. Gabriella,” he said, letting go of one of her hands, “I’m not your driver. I’m your babysitter. So, I need to know everything you do. Do you understand?” “Babysitter your ass!” she shouted, kicking him right in the thigh. You little demon! I think you just cracked my eggs! he screamed in his head.

Whoever wrote this wanted to fuck me. The phone finally connected. "Sorry, Vera, I only have five minutes to spare," Ellie said quickly. Dance starts soon." "Vera, I want to be with you in ways that you'd never imagine," I read out loud, not wasting a second more. "Sinful ways." There was a pause on Ellie's end, and I waited, dying to hear her reaction. "What the fuck is that?" She breathed, half shocked, half thrilled. "It's a note," I replied. "It fell out of my laptop."

Her voice is delicious, and the sound of it slides straight between my legs and it makes my clit throb with need. My body has never reacted to anyone like this before…. Well, except the cute barista. But my pussy…. That has never throbbed before even when I see the barista. But right now? It’s uncontrollable. “I’m Lira, a succubus, as you can see.” She laughs, the sound sultry and seductive. “And I can smell your need from here. That shy little pussy’s been aching for years, hasn’t it?” I try to speak, try to tell her that this is just a mistake, but the words die in my throat like always. My cheeks burn. My soaked panties cling to me.

CONTENT WARNING: This story contains explicit erotic content, including non-consensual initiation (dubcon/rape fantasy elements), BDSM (spanking, bondage, gagging, anal play), age gap (23F/older M), rough sex, degradation, and power imbalance. Reader discretion advised... triggers for coercion and humiliation. CHAPTER ONE "So that's what you wear to babysit my kids?" he demanded, looking her over. She looked down. Sure, her t-shirt was v-necked, and her skirt was filmy and loose, but it came to her knees, and her top, while fitted, didn't show that much of her impressive cleavage.

I tapped on another picture of me sitting against the wall in a set of black lacy lingerie with my legs spread apart. I was holding a small silver vibrator against my underwear. “Just send both, stupid!” She smirked. I raised my eyebrows at her. “What? Might as well. It’ll give him some different options when he looks at your pictures to, ya know”—she made a jerking motion by her pelvis—“come.” " You can't just leave the poor man to stare at just one photo, can you? There's a reason p**n videos are long and dynamic" Angela said, still staring at the photos, scrolling and swiping through the numerous photos we took.