Erotic Nanny Novels & Stories

The two kissed each other in front of the boy while the boy was silently watching them. “Nanny,” The boy called. The woman is his nanny and I guess the man is the nanny’s boyfriend. “You want a nanny to do that to you?” The nanny sexually asked while pointing at the porn that they are watching. “I want milk” The boy innocently said “Oh yes, honey, I will let your milk come out,” The nanny said in a very horny voice while touching the boy. The man beside the nanny is watching too and touching him. Suddenly I laughed. “Please, don’t nanny because it hurts” The boy begged but his nanny didn’t listen to him. The man touched him too and that made the boy cry but instead of listening to the boy an

I tried to get on the chair then suddenly, a lady appeared and helped me up. "You shouldn't be on your own sir." She stated. "Who are you?" I asked. "I know." She responded. She started playing with her hair. " My name is Martha. I was assigned as your nanny to you due to your... condition." Her voice trailed off. " I see." I reasoned. "But don't worry..." She began. She walked slowly but calmly to my back. Then she moved some of her hair behind her right ear. I could feel her breath close to my neck.

“It is past two. You should sleep.” “I’m okay.” “Bella.” His voice held a note of gentle command. “Go to bed. That is an order from your employer.” I stood, my body stiff from sitting. As I passed him, he stopped me with a hand on my arm. His touch was electric. “You are a good nanny,” he said, his eyes searching my face in the half-light. The praise, so simple and sincere, unmoored me. “I just did what anyone would do.”

Erick replied, just as briefly. Jack clapped his hands lightly. "There. Now we all know each other. This is important." Erick glared at Jack. "What matters most is my revenge." Jack shrugged. "Yeah, right, right, Theresa? Sometimes work requires a long face. Look at this man's terrifying emotions." "Isn't that why you brought me here?" Erick concluded. "You were the one who drew Nina's past person to this island to mess her up, which is exactly what I was aiming for."

Backing away confusedly from Silvia’s swinging hands, I was already halfway there before I thought to speak up. “Uhm, you have it wrong,” I blurted as I stumbled back from her. “I’m not some one-night stand of his. I’m—” “Oh, sweetheart, you are,” she said with faux pity as she kept trying to herd me out of the kitchen. “Go home and forget about hearing from him ever again. Didn’t he already have you sign an NDA?” I halted, determinedly planting my feet as I practically screamed into her face, “I’m the new nanny for Chris. And I assure you, I didn’t spend the night with that asshole.”

Damon's Pov "Good morning, Mr. Contreras. Can I get you anything?" she asked, her voice dripping with innuen I glared at her, and I felt my anger rising. "I don't want anything from you," I spat. "And for god's sake, put some clothes on. You're a nanny, not a prostitute." The Nanny's smile faltered, and she looked down at her revealing outfit. "I'm sorry, Mr. Contreras. I didn't realize it would be a problem."

She said warmly with a cute smile. "The pleasure is mine.." I replied courteously as I pulled my chair back to sit, facing Abigail at the opposite end of the table. "This this... I don't want this" my kid sis mumbled as she playfully tapped her egg with her rubber fork. I laughed hard when I turned to look at her. "Kiki don't play with your food" I said returning my gaze back at our nanny who was now giggling at Kiki's childish behavior. "So em... of all the jobs out there, why pick a nanny job?" I asked, summoning all the courage I could to sound less nervous as I felt my palms became sweaty.

“Shh. Just relax, Mommy. You were dreaming about me anyway—I could tell by the way you were squirming under the sheets when I slipped in. Now be a good nanny and push those beautiful tits together for me. I want to fuck them properly.” Heat exploded across my face. My nipples tightened into aching peaks, brushing the sides of his shaft with every thrust. I hated how my body responded—how my pussy clenched hard at his filthy words, fresh wetness already slicking my folds. Thirty-eight years old. His nanny. And yet my hands betrayed me, sliding up to cup the undersides of my heavy breasts, pressing them tighter around his cock until the soft, warm flesh enveloped him completely.

Not the kids. " I'll do something about it, okay? " "Promise?" "I promise." I start unbuttoning his shirt. "Now, can you drink some chocolate milk?" He beams. "Yess!!!!" ÷÷÷÷÷÷÷ I knock on Eric's door that night. The new nanny opens the door. She scans me from head to toe and snorts, "Eric doesn't want to see you!" "Let him tell that to my face! Excuse me!"

Jack is smiling and happy. We head back inside toward the changing area. Jack goes in to shower and change, and I wait just outside. That's when I really feel it, the attention. Eyes linger. Conversations pause. I shift slightly, suddenly very aware of myself. A man approaches. "I didn't know the Hawthornes had such a young relative," he says, his gaze roaming far too freely, dipping toward my cleavage. My skin crawls. "I'm the nanny," I say coolly. "Celine."