Naughty Babysitter Stories Novels & Stories

CONTENT: Age gap, babysitter , bdsm, sexual punishment. CHAPTER 1 Zoe looked up from the book and saw that the little girl’s eyes were closed already. She was so engrossed in the bedtime story she never even noticed and she wondered just how long she’d been reading to a sleeping child. Way to go Zoe she chided herself and closed the hardback book and left it on the bedside cabinet. She sat for a few minutes more to make sure that the girl was sleeping soundly and finally stood to leave the bedroom.

“Just let me finish, Miss Brooks, and please do not interrupt me anymore.” My face reddens with embarrassment, but I nod. “I have tried the agencies, but no one wants to be my baby’s nanny. Truth be told, she has gone through a total of ten nannies in just one month.” He seems to consider his words and pauses. Ten nannies in one month. Just wow, Lucy. “Nobody could last longer than three days with her, and I am in a really tight situation here. Which is why I am offering you a position as my baby’s caretaker.”

He laughed darkly and started choking me from behind, cutting off my air just enough to make my vision spot. “That’s right. That's it. My kids’ babysitter is nothing but a dirty little breeding hole now.” He groaned He fucked me like an animal right there,fast and mean, balls slapping my clit, until I came. I came so hard I squirted all over the playroom floor, soaking the colorful rug. He didn’t pull out. He buried himself deep and unloaded again, pumping fresh hot cum straight into my womb while he growled, “Gonna knock this tight little cunt up one of these weekends. Imagine explaining to my wife why the babysitter’s belly is getting round.”

He is the troublemaker. But they were both utterly glued to me all the time, their chubby arms reaching for me even when Blair tried to coax them into playing with her. “They’re obsessed with you” Blair said one evening watching as I juggled the two of them on my lap. “They’re smart” I joked, pressing kisses to their cheeks. “They know who carried them for months.” “Three months” Blair corrected with a small smirk. *** The babysitter we’d found was a teenage girl named Tara who lived in the apartment above us. She was thin and pale, with dark circles under her eyes that made her look older than she was.

"She should. I know they e-mail once and a while. He gives her updates, I think." "That's good, I guess. Okay. Thanks for telling me." Richard gives me a two fingered salute then leaves. I settle comfortably and start on my food in silence, listening to the girls start in on a game of truth or dare. It's a game I've never played before but I suppose watching other people enjoy it will give me some experience. My eyes on my food, I learn through 'truth' that Anna was indeed the child that stole her mother's car, not her sister, and she lied about it.

He asks taking a step forward. “I called you a bloody bastard... Mr Gordon punch him hard on his face which sends him to the floor. “How dare you an ungrateful out call me that?” he roars. He advance toward him on the floor and makes an attempt to hit him again on the floor and he feels a fragile holds on his hand. He forcefully yanks his hand off the grip and he hears the sound of someone falling on the ground with a loud thud. He looks back and behold, it is the new babysitter that he hired to watch over his son.

Over the next couple hours the quartet enjoyed every combination of sucking tits, cocks and pussies, and fucking mouths, cunts and assholes that they could think of. Before the week was out, the four acted out one of Ian's fantasies-of which he had plenty-involving parents returning home early and catching their babysitter getting her tits fondled and sucked by her boyfriend. The youngsters are then "punished" for their nasty transgression by being forced to have sex with each other and the parents. (Ah! The wonderfully perverted illogic of sexual fantasies!) Although Ian, Sylvia, and Bobby had acted out many others, "The babysitter and the boyfriend" was one of Ian's fantasies that they had

“You’re stunning. And I want…” Just then, as he was leaning in to whisper all of the sultry things he planned on doing to me later, there was a knock on the door. The babysitter. She was a sweet eighteen-year-old girl with curly red hair and a bright smile. After quick introductions and instructions, I went to say goodnight to Thea. “Be good for the babysitter,” I said, kissing her cheek. “We won’t be gone too long.” “I’ll be good,” Thea replied with a wide grin—revealing the baby molar she’d lost a couple of weeks ago. “But you and Daddy should take your time. I’m just glad you’re married and in love for real now.”

Joaquin protests as Jesse picks the apple out of his lap, dropping it in the trash. "I'm sure there's a whole category dedicated to babysitting horror movies. You know, there's a horror movie just called The Babysitter. Try harder," Jesse rejects, eyeing his screen as he takes a sip of his coffee. Joaquin sighs, coming to lean against the side of his desk. "Like me or Wallace would let anything bad happen to you." Jesse scoffs, "Oh, that makes me feel so much better, thank you." "Yah. I'm serious," Joaquin mutters with a scowl, swatting at Jesse’s chest. "You think I'd ask you if I thought there was any chance it was dangerous? You think I'd ask you if Wallace hadn't approved of the idea?"

I just want to leave. “Don't be sorry. Anyway, what are you doing here sitting all alone?” She leaned to the counter and stared at me like it was my turn to say something. “I'm waiting for someone.” “You're not a talker, are you? It's fine. I'll do the speaking on behalf of us. Never ever date a man with a child. You'll get surprised by how many times I've babysat his child. I'm just someone who gives a lot of fucks in a relationship and I always get fucked up. He's probably fucking his baby mama right now. Hau nkosiyam.” God and swearing in the same paragraph? Anyway there's Bangizwe. Finally.