Novel & Cerita Nanny Sex Story

DOMINIC POV: That nagging voice at the back of my mind was right. There were rules of business that you couldn’t ignore: Never sleep with someone you work with. Especially if that person was the only one keeping your infant son alive. I opened the bathroom door for a quick view before leading her into the adjoining room. A few of my things were still inside. “I had a nanny who stayed in here. She couldn’t handle Harry’s constant crying and quit. So, I was going to look for someone new after I had figured out what food he could keep down. Now, this room will be yours.”

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.

Nanny stopped a second, savoring the feeling of being filled by a young stud. I felt her rotate her hips, moving my shaft inside her, rubbing my hardness against the tight inner walls of her slippery cunt. "Sorry lover, I cannot wait. We'll take it slow next time. I need to fuck you now." With that she began to move my rod in and out of her hungry opening, I reached behind her and grabbed her ass cheeks, spreading them and opening her up to deeper thrusts of my cock. I could feel Nanny's uterus hugging the crown of my cock each time she pounded her cunt down onto my shaft, impaling herself on me, thrusting her hips back and forth with each insertion to fuck her sensitive g-spot along the len

Thank you ‘Porta il bambino da me’ [Bring the child to me] Don Giovanni commanded and his men obeyed instantly, dragging the helpless Nanny and her little charge from the room they had been locked in since the coup three days ago. Marcia, the Nanny, was terrified, she was just nineteen and had been appointed Nanny to the child a month ago. Straight out of college, she had not been able to conceal her joy at landing such a prestigious position with her first application. Her friends had been so jealous when she told them of the handsome rich Italian who had hired her. His wife had died and he needed someone to care for his five-year-old daughter, the salary was amazing and she got to live in

Lena grabbed my throat with one hand and my tit with the other, pinching my nipple hard as she pounded me. “This pussy belongs to me now,” she snarled, thrusting even harder. “Every time you see me at family dinners, you’re going to remember how I ruined this tight little cunt.” I was losing my mind. The dirty talk, the bondage, the forbidden thrill of fucking Maya’s sister — it was all too much. Lena suddenly pulled out, leaving me empty and whining. She climbed onto the bench, straddling my face. “Eat my pussy first,” she demanded, lowering her soaked cunt onto my mouth.

I, actually, blush. Janice had been our Nanny for 6 years. She had long legs, big boobs and loved to give hugs. The boys were in heaven. “Maybe the girls need a Janice?” Krista says, not realizing what they are talking about. “Oh, hell NO!” Zach and Tony bellow together. “I slept with her, she was my first,” Greg muses. “Damn, that she-wolf was hot.” “I slept with her on a break from Daisy,” Zach smiles. “You are not wrong.”

Nana placed the tray on the bedside table and hesitated, wringing her hands in her apron. "Baby please be careful," she said softly. "Some things, once you know them, you can’t unknow." Natasha met her gaze, searching for any hint that the old woman knew more than she let on. "Is there something you're not telling me?" Natasha asked carefully. Nana hesitated, biting her lower lip. Then, with a weary sigh, she sat at the edge of the bed. "I heard a story. There was a girl," Nana whispered, voice trembling. "A sweet little thing. Looked just like you when you were a baby. Born into chaos, though. Lies. Betrayals. Money exchanged hands where it shouldn't have."

She could feel that word in her bones just by his existence. Ollie cut the staring and brought her eyes down to her dress and cleared her throat. She righted herself and slipped her hands off the post. She pushed a smile on her face, lifted her head and stepped up. She hoped she didn't look as pathetic as she felt. She hoped she didn't look as scared as she felt. They were werewolves, not animals. They wouldn't eat her for dinner any time soon. "Good Morning Mr Bridge," She forced out of lips and pushed her hand out to the man, " I'm Ollie Clan, the nanny,"

I looked at that child — the so-called ‘key’ to everything — and felt the weight of all the threats piling on top of me. “You really are useless. Can’t even get a baby to stop crying?” I barked, walking up to the nanny with firm steps. I pointed my finger right in her face, completely out of patience. “You’re driving me insane with this screaming! Look at this dress. Do you know how much it costs? It was custom-made by one of the most expensive designers in Seattle. You think I’m going to ruin it because of some drooling baby?” “B-but ma’am…” the nanny stepped back, going pale. Her wide eyes gave away the fear, but she couldn’t meet mine. “She’s your daughter…”

Her body was exposed. I picked the most revealing ones and uploaded them into a new folder. Then I drafted a short message to a popular gossip site known for publishing scandals: > Exclusive: Billionaire Darcy Rodrigo's nanny has a shocking past. Photos attached. Verify. I attached the images, my number and hit send. Done. I received a call instantly "Hello, I received some photos from this number. Who's this?" "I'm Brittany Hawthorne by name and you work for me now." I said "Why?"