Hot Babysitter Stories Novels & Stories

"Well I'm an orphan just like Mark, we've met on the streets like i said before and that life was hard! We joined a group of other homeless kids and that's how we survived. We took care of each other until one day a man & woman in an expensive car came by and took me, Mark and some others from our group in. They told us that they don't have kids, that they can't have them but they love to give us a new life, a life that we always wanted. So they took us to a very big place which looks like 2 mansions in 1 and a huge garden and other stuff which we are not allowed to go and we stayed there till now" and she pauses to take some water after which she continues. In the beginning we were all happ

I asked the babysitter I called to watch Charlotte the moment I got home. She smiled sweetly at me. A young girl of about thirteen, fourteen, or perhaps even fifteen. She looked older than her age, perhaps due to all the work she had to do to put some food on the table. "She's asleep. Told her a bedtime story about the Princess and the Frog, and she fell asleep within a few minutes." she whispered like even the smallest sound would wake my baby up. "She said something about a bake at her school tomorrow, though..." Her voice trailed off as I yawned. I didn't know if I should apologize or not.

I'm to need more information to have Lachlan look into it closer. "I hate to say this, but I've got to go. The babysitter's curfew is in thirty minutes so I've got to get home so she can leave," Weston says looking at his watch. He and Lachlan both stand and so does Carley to say their goodbyes. Lachlan's babysitter is a seventeen-year-old girl who wishes she could get into Weston's pants. Too bad for Mindy, Wes isn't interested in jail bait. "Why do you need a babysitter for Preston and Stetson? Aren't your parents home?" Carley asks about Weston's now thirteen and ten-year-old little brothers.

Stacey’s cheeks heat that beautiful pink colour and now I want to see that blush as she takes my cock screaming my name. “Take your wine firecracker and leave us alone,” I grumble, keeping my eyes on my pumpkin. “No way. You two are not having sex with all of us out there. I babysit for you two only a few weeks ago when you wanted a ‘quickie’ and was there for three hours.” Aurora complains as Stacey hides her face in my chest. “So?” I don’t deny it. I could have done three more, but Stacey missed the kids, so that was the end of that.

I sat with my back on the headboard while Aiden and Abby lay on either side of me, with their heads leaning against me as I told them as much as I could remember from one of the bedtime stories Celine and I were usually forced to sit through back at the foster home. We always found it boring and would be among the first kids to do off before she even read two lines from the story, the other kids would fall closely behind, it was that dreadful. But tonight, the kids found my old, half-complete, gap-filled story fascinating enough to listen to as I tried to lull them to sleep.

Adrian replied. "It's not magic, aunt babysitter is so kind, have you forgotten about what happened, when the old building collapsed? She was the one that saved us all out of it without even thinking about her own life, she is very very kind, and I wish that they will have their happily ever after just like the one's in your story Adrian." Isha one of the kids said. "I know they will, Alpha Jake already liked our aunt babysitter, see the way he cared about her, he made us lose the competition because of her." Another boy said.

They're the perfect pairing. "Wow," I say with a sarcastic smile. "Everyone's talking about it. Apparently he caught her cheating with Lewis." "That sucks." I take my math book out of my locker then close it. "What's up with you today?" "Nothing, I'm just tired. I was babysitting late last night." I wonder if I should tell Zoey about me babysitting Zeke. She'd probably get way over excited about it though, plus I don't want Zeke to make my life hell.

my aunt chimed in, entering the conversation and once again showing her disagreement with my idea. "What I'm going to do is something absolutely 'normal,' Aunt," I countered delicately. "Where is Eloá?" Oliver had brought his daughter with him because his wife had fired the two young babysitters for the girl, and he hadn't taken a liking to any of the professionals his wife had hired for the job.

Kimber was also surprised, but she liked the fact that the game was quickly pushing past borders. "Yes," she said, "I have. But not what you think. That rumor about me and Ms. Wilmore is completely fake. But one time over the summer, I was babysitting and the mom came home. I don't want to tell you her name, but she came home and she was really drunk. I kept asking for my money and she kept telling me how pretty I was. Finally she said she would pay me double and leave me alone if I would give her a kiss. So I did it. She tasted like bourbon, but she was a really good kisser. And she really did pay me extra. Jaiden truth or dare?"