Hot Babysitter Stories Novels & Stories

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?"

I kept expecting my phone to ring. Babysitting had always been easy money. Show up, charm the kids and parents, watch some TV, and get paid. At twenty-one, it beat waitressing or bar work. A polished businesswoman named Sophia answered my ad. She was warm, sharp, and offered a generous rate. We met for coffee, hit it off instantly. She was a stunning MILF with a beautiful home in an upscale neighborhood. I accepted the two-night-a-week gig without hesitation. My first shift went smoothly. The kids were adorable and well-behaved. I wore a cute outfit, settled them in bed, and relaxed with N*****x and snacks. Then the front door opened earlier than expected. I jumped up from the sofa, feet swi

As I pushed her back on the bed, she murmured, "That's so hot. You are just full of surprises." I pushed her legs apart gently and looked up at her from between her thighs. "Of course," I replied. "I had this amazing babysitter growing up. She taught me to be a good boy." Then I lowered my mouth to her drenched pussy and began to feast on her sweet, tangy juices. "Such a good boy," she murmured happily. Then she gasped as I started sucking her sensitive clit. "Such a good, good, boy." Crystal left town two days after that. She had taken a new job in another state, and her family wanted to spend as much time as possible with her before she left. We never got together again, but we still excha

A knock on the front door interrupted me. “I'll get it,” I sighed. Before I could reach the door, I stopped. Lyle stood there with it open. “What's going on?” I asked, confused. River, Beau, David, Jordan, Liz, and a couple of other girls I hadn't met before piled into the house. River bit his lip and tried not to smile. “I'm babysitting,” Helen said. Helen smiled as she strode down the hall. Liz and Jordan sat Xavier and Annabelle down on their feet.

I do not like authority, but I truly need it and need to be put in place every now and then. I would not have much of a problem if dad had hired some thirty something, tall, hot as hell, handsome hunk, in fact I would have been thrilled to have an absolute hottie as my babysitter- but instead I have Greta and I find her absolutely atrocious. At least I will not have to see her sour face for a week, this is the only time I can say thank goodness for Bassa!

I and JJ scrunched our noses; auntie Beth never did anything like that; she was more of our friend than anything else. "Our babysitter, auntie Beth is so much cooler; she doesn't tell our parents anything..." I said them leaned in, and whispered the rest, "...she even helps us restock our secret stash with chocolate." I said, me and JJ high-fiving! Rex's mouth dropped open just like Ryder from tangled. He huffed and grumbled. "Emily always raids my stash and gives it back to my mom and dad. That's not fair; I'm going to ask mom and dad to let me have your babysitter." Said Rex.

Jennifer could not keep track of all the guys Stella had slept with. Stella's brother dropped them off at a restaurant not far from the club we wanted to go to. Even though she had seen her earlier at school, they talked the whole time "So what's your babysitter like?" Stella asked after the waiter had brought them their meals. "Mr. Harrison?" she said. "He's nice. Except for the fact that he's not supposed to be babysitting me. He tried that whole 'I'll let you go out even though your parents said no' thing to get on my good side. I mean, he's a good guy, he's friends with my parents and I've known him since I was born, but I'm still bummed that he has to stay with me."

Pornstar Babysitter: Shared by the Thornes Chapter 1: I Got Caught Filming My Masked P**n Videos by My Boss and Let Him Blackmail Me Into His Mouth The kid is finally asleep. I slip into the guest bathroom like I always do on nights when the Thornes are out late. Julian and Celeste Harrington — the elite power couple who pay me stupid money to watch their three-year-old while they attend galas and business dinners. I’m the perfect babysitter on paper. Quiet. Responsible. Wholesome.

It would be perfect. " Pleeease... " Hazel begged, giving me her puppy eyes. " Okay... I'll do it. I'll just call my mom up." I said. " Awesome. You're such a life saver. Hazel, honey, she's agreed to babysit you. Can I go now? " " Yes mom..." Hazel replied, smiling. Then Mrs Jones turned to me. " Babysitting her it's not that hard, just keep her company and once she begins to feel sleepy, call Alex to read her bedtime story. As for your pay, you meet with Nana, charge whatever you feel is reasonable for the amount of time you spent."

Seducing Miss Sinclair (3) Her skin was warm beneath my fingertips. I let my touch linger, barely stroking back and forth in small circles as she started to speak. “I’ve been babysitting for a while,” she said. “About five years now. Mostly for families around the neighborhood. Some have toddlers, others older kids. I guess I’ve gotten pretty good at handling the chaos.” I nodded, pretending to listen to every word. But the truth was, I was watching the way her mouth moved, how her lips curled when she laughed about something a little boy once did. My fingers never left her arm.