Erotica Babysitter Novels & Stories

Camille was so interested in her servants, that she had forgotten that she was alone in this world. Things got better when Dolores's parents told me that the girl had something strange in her heart and that she couldn't work anymore. Just what she made my day brighter.” Note the sarcasm. So there I was, in the middle of my little living room, looking for babysitters who would stay with Sunny every night, who weren't too expensive, with good references, who wouldn't mind working seven days a week if possible; Which left me with a very short list: only three names, and two of them already had jobs.

“You would do that for me? Thank you so much, darling. Angels do come in the form of people.” I can’t help but smile at her words. “Now, Arya dear. Why don’t we have champagne? I brought it specifically from my house.” She gives me a smile and hands over the glass to me, she holds hers in her hand, still grinning. My phone pings with a text from the babysitter. Babysitter: Hi, Miss. Morris! Sorry to bother you, but Vera is running a high temperature, do you think you can stop by the medicine section of the mall and get some medicine?

“That’s it. Such good girls. Now Lira, suck on your mom’s tits.” I broke the kiss and leaned down. My mom’s breasts were fuller than mine, heavy and soft. I took one nipple into my mouth and sucked gently. She moaned loudly and her fingers moved faster on my clit. Lucas finally undressed. His cock sprang out, hard and thick. He stroked it slowly as he watched us. “Mrs. Penelope, lie back on the bed,” he said. “Lira, get between her legs and lick her while I fuck you.”

The dishes that waited for me on the table were BBQ ribs, chili con carne, sauteed broccoli, and zucchini soup. I shamelessly polished everything off again. After freeloading like this for three days straight, I started to feel a little guilty. This ghost not only had a good temper, but she also clearly knew how to run a household. I dug a pink sticky note out of a drawer and, using a thick black pen, wrote, "Hi. What should I call you? I feel bad just eating your cooking all the time." When I finished, I placed the note neatly in the center of the table.

“Tell Daddy what you need, baby.” The word Daddy made my knees weak. His fingers pushed my panties aside and stroked my smooth, dripping folds. “So fucking wet already. This tight little pussy has been aching for Daddy, hasn’t it?” I moaned softly rocking against his hand. Two thick fingers circled my swollen clit, slow and perfect. His other arm held me steady. “Look at me,” he growled. I met his dark, hungry gaze. “This is only the start, Lila. I’m going to ruin you for anyone else. Turn you into my perfect, little obedient toy.

They were also filthy rich and were amongst the top 10 list of most eligible, rich and youngest bachelor in town. Every lady craved them and constantly threw themselves at their feets. I wondered why, until, I caught Killian, during the company's 10th year anniversary party in the restroom, using just his finger to make Brittany, a fellow worker cum like crazy. Her legs were literally shaking, tears rolling down her cheeks as his fingers pumped into her hard. Afterwards, he made her kneel and suck his cock. Killian fucked her throat hard, gripping her neck tightly till she couldn't breathe and was coughing badly.

My eyes traipsed down to the columns of his neck, his Adam’s apple bobbing in tune with his chest. My cheeks reddened as I remember how I caressed his muscles secretly on the yacht while he held me. He was so manly, the epitome of a hunk bodyguard. If this was another situation, if we’d met under different circumstances, I’d be high on heavens to be guarded by a hottie like Kai. I bit my lip. This is so wrong. I just got out of a messy love triangle and here I am, fantasizing about my hot-ass babysitter, who was now staring at me with furrowed brows.

I hummed in response, "You engineers should know how to solve these problems. Haven't you already developed a robot or something that can help you out?" "First of all," Erica snorted with childish amusement as she pushed the call button for the elevator, "some moron used his funding to develop a robot with the sole purpose of jerking him off. Needless to say, the department cut off his funding after that. Secondly, a vibrator lacks human touch. I crave human touch." "Tacos will not give you human touch," I deadpanned as the chrome doors opened. "No, but it will full me and if I can't have sex then I can at least have food..." Erica's sentence trailed when she caught sight of who was already

She explained, “I had the skills they liked, but they never considered where and what type of thing that you're really suited for.” I then smiled at her, “It's fine. I'm sorry for being rude to you, but I'm tired of this life.” Then everything slowly faded and my vision turned black, feeling a pair of hands on my mine. So it's all just a dream? “Please wake up, the twins will miss their cosplayer nanny, you know?” A very familiar voice said. I slowly opened my eyes and smiled when Jaxon, my boss came into view, “Cosplayer nanny? That's funny.”