Babysitter Sexy Novels & Stories

Knox says, "what's the policy on me asking out your babysitter?" "No." Jax's voice is firm. "The policy is no." "Come on, dude, she's cute. Don't act like you haven't noticed." "I haven't." "Yeah right. I'm just letting you know I think she's hot, and I'm going to shoot my shot."

Bree and Cassidy talked a lot yesterday and she had told her that she'd hook her up with fellow moms in the club. "My son is five years old. We can surely do a babysitting rotation, I'll introduce you to other moms, and we'll talk later. I'm about to go on stage. Welcome, Bree." Jade gave her a warm hug and then giggled as Bree looked positively awkward when her almost bare nipples touches her front.

- The woman said. Baby fetishes? - Serenity questioned. - He loves to be treated like a baby, but as I'm going to be busy with the man who loves to be smeared with meat, could you attend to him? – The brunette woman questioned. - I'll babysit the baby cop? - Serenity questioned. - I take care of the foot fetish for you. – Jenifer said. - Accepted. – The other one said – When will it be? - The woman questioned.

Craving The Busty Babysitter (12) Marla’s hips moved in a steady, unrelenting rhythm. Each thrust pushed deep into Brea, forcing jolts up her spine that left her gasping. Dennis kissed down her neck, his mouth dragging heat across her flushed skin. He held her still, one hand gripping her hip, the other caressing her lower back as Marla fucked her hard and slow. “You’re soaked for her,” Dennis growled against her ear. “You love this, don’t you? Being passed between us like a needy little toy.”

No way. This isn't happening. My babysitter is none other than my husband, who I don't even clearly know well. "What are you doing here?" I asked, unblinking at for the last minutes as mom went to grab some snacks. "I should be the one asking that." He scoffed, flashing a smile to my mother across the room. Ugh! That billionaire smile that I have a crush on. Just on that! There's nothing more. I just got a thing for a dimpled smile.

He laughed darkly and started choking me from behind, cutting off my air just enough to make my vision spot. “That’s right. That's it. My kids’ babysitter is nothing but a dirty little breeding hole now.” He groaned He fucked me like an animal right there,fast and mean, balls slapping my clit, until I came. I came so hard I squirted all over the playroom floor, soaking the colorful rug. He didn’t pull out. He buried himself deep and unloaded again, pumping fresh hot cum straight into my womb while he growled, “Gonna knock this tight little cunt up one of these weekends. Imagine explaining to my wife why the babysitter’s belly is getting round.”

“You’re bold enough to yell at me and crazy enough to argue with me. That’s rare. And entertaining.” She crossed her arms, refusing to lose. “So you just want entertainment from your secretary?” “No,” he said flatly. “But if you’re going to babysit me—which is basically what secretaries do—I need someone who won’t faint every time I raise my voice.” She almost laughed. Babysit? Really? “Babysit you? Sir, last time I checked, taking care of you is not part of the job description.” Their eyes locked. Lukas, cold and arrogant. Shaina, brave but playful. Neither wanted to back down.

Our tongues battled, tasting salt and desire, her breasts heaving against mine with every shared breath. She broke away, gasping, 'Look at her face, George. She's breaking. Our sweet babysitter, turned into a cock-hungry whore.' Her words sent a fresh gush of arousal through me, my walls clenching around her fingers and his shaft. I ground down, chasing that edge, my own hand reaching back to grope his thigh, urging him deeper.

“I leave you to do your work then,” I said as I left the babysitter. “Felicity” Iskander called out softly as the Babysitter took Austin away for his bath. “Any problem?” I asked as I turned to face him. “Oh none, no problem at all” He responded looking down at his feet. I thought to myself, that was so unlike Iskander. “Is anything the matter?” I asked, looking at him skeptically. “I know you are tired and your bed calls out to you, But I want to show you something special if you don't mind* he said smiling. For some reason unknown to me, Iskander's demeanor had changed from the normal, serious, and responsible man to that of an excited teenager.

He squeezed my thighs and gave me a hard suck on my clit, making me cry out. “Get ready. I’ve been dreaming of this” he said, pulling his pants down. “Fucking my kids’ babysitter. A dirty fantasy of mine,. I want that tight little pussy all around me.” He picked me up, walked over to a work bench, and sat me down. He shoved some tools off into the floor and dropped his boxers, exposing himself to me.