Erotic Babysitter Story Novels & Stories

My mouth falls open. Now my cheeks burn with embarrassment. I’ve never been reprimanded at my job, never so much as a single infraction, and now I’m being accused of prostitution? “What?” I practically shout the word. “I wasn’t paid for sexual favors, Mr. Fein. I was paid because I babysat his daughter one night, and then I— well, I went on a trip with him and his family to the Bahamas where I also helped with taking care of his daughter.”

"Do not leave me like this. I promise I will work extra shifts, I will buy you the real one, I will do better..." She looked at my hand on her arm with complete disgust and shoved me back violently. "Get off me. You want to know why I am leaving? Because I have been sleeping with real men for the past four months. Men who actually have money. You are just not man enough to keep me." The front doors clicked shut behind her, leaving me standing alone in the lobby. The head waiter approached me cautiously, his face full of pity. "Sir... are you alright?" I could not even form a sentence. I turned around, pushed through the doors, and walked out into the cold night air, the shame burning hot aga

4:00 pm at the Jones’ mansion. Eric Thompson was arguing with his wife over money. She had suddenly called him while he was at work asking for one million dollars. It was so shocking that Eric had to return home early to tell Patricia off and let her know that he already knew that the baby wasn’t his. “You cheated, lied, and made me become a daddy when you knew very well that this….” Eric pointed at Patricia’s baby bump and continued, “is not my child!! Be reasonable for once!! You won’t get a dime from me.”

"So... you like erotic stories, don't you, my son?" He attempted to speak, but I interrupted his stammer, reaching down to place my finger to his lips, my big tits just inches above him, my slightly wet pussy directly in front of him in plain sight. "And you particularly like erotic stories about sons and mommies, don't you, my son?" My hand reached down and wrapped gently around his, as expected, erect and ready-to-burst cock.

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.

It feels like my head is close to popping off my shoulders. Ellie steps out of the house and looks right in my face. Her expression is one of mingled surprise and anger. “You know this fuckin kid?” the man says, squeezing my neck a little more. “Yeah,” Ellie says, her tone filled with irritation. “I used to be his babysitter.” “Babysitter?” The man sounds amused by the idea of his whore looking after children. “Like, five years ago,” Ellie says, with a dismissive shake of her head. “A half dozen times one summer. What the fuck are you doing here, Danny?” I can’t speak. His arm is squeezing too tight. “Let him go,” Ellie says. “He’s just a kid.” The black man releases my head and shoves me cl

with a permanent marker on the board, and underneath it, “Guess how she gets paid.” “Hey, who am I?” someone yells in the middle of the cafeteria. I make the mistake of looking up, and I see the owner of the voice—Tony Brown from AP Latin—dragging another boy, who acts unwilling, into forced, fake kissing. “I know, I know.” Cassidy raises a hand, practically leaping out of her seat. “Babysitter with benefits,” she says, and it’s followed by a roar of laughter. Maya slams her tray down when she sits across from me. “I swear, if I hear one more person say something…”

He pulled his body away from me as he giggled. "Love it, don't you?" He teased and I whirled around. I can feel my cheeks burning in embarrassment. "Stop it!" I warned but only a chuckle I got from him. "Hmm," he hummed. "My baby's flushing red." He stated friskily. "Guess she wants to cuddle with me tonight." "Oh, goddess." I murmured. What the hell is he doing?

Eric says, “I know babe, I want to go on too, believe me. Feel my boner.” Eric grabs his cock with one hand and rubs it between my slippery folds. While he says in my ear, “After your surprise, I will sink my cock very deep inside you, I promise.” I swear hearing this in my ear made my nipples hard, my pussy throb, and I became wet with aroused. I could not help but moan. Eric smiles, kisses me on the lips and lifts me off the ground as he tells me, “Come on babe, we must go. Let's get dressed. It's time to give you your ANOTHER birthday present.”

she accused. Celestine massaged her temples. This time she really had a headache dealing with Lilyana. “This is for your own good. You’d better read the job application on this website,” Celestine said as she handed Lilyana the tab. Lilyana accepted the tab uncertainly, but this was the only way she could avoid the arranged marriage. **Recruitment** Job Title: Full-time Babysitter. Location: Woodstock, Vermont, United States. Job Description: We are looking for a dedicated and experienced full-time babysitter to join our family in providing care for our baby. The ideal candidate who has good babysitting and communication skills, and is able to create a safe and stimulating environment for ou