Sex Stories Nanny Novels & Stories

Natasha, a short nerdy girl with massive boobs that she hates, claims to be asexual. However, her huge boobs make her the ideal candidate to be a hucow. She is kidnapped and forced to become a hucow against her will. Her asexuality is completely shattered as she is turned into a cock hungry milk slave. **^******************* Natasha's lab was her sanctuary, filled with the hum of machinery and the scent of chemicals. She had always preferred the company of her experiments to people.

“Let’s not waste time. Say what you came to say.” Celine raised an eyebrow, clearly amused. “Direct. I like that.” Tymm remained silent. Celine folded her hands. “I know you and Harrison are newly married, but I’m sure you realize your marriage wasn’t exactly a love match.” “I’m aware,” Tymm said curtly. “I’m not here to fight,” Celine continued. “I’m just here to remind you—Harrison and I go back a long way. Years, in fact. And we weren’t just a fling.”

"Well, he is fine, I guess? After we had a really good time two nights ago, he spoilt it by picking a fight. Since he knew about me being in debt, he has just been acting like a dick" "At least the sex with him was good" Coco replied raising her eyebrows with a sly smile on her face."Oh right!" Her face lit up frantically. "What?" "Bryan said he knew someone who was looking for a nanny, and guess who I put in the good book?" She winked at me. "Who the fuck is Bryan?" I asked, confused, What the hell is she talking about, Nanny?"

“So fucking quiet. So wet.” Her blush bloomed, but she didn’t shy away. He pulled the fabric aside and buried his mouth between her thighs. She shook. Hands gripping the desk. Silent cries. Her body convulsed in waves, soundless and raw. He didn’t stop. Not until she came—violently, beautifully. He rose, lips wet with her pleasure. Kissed her again. Possessively. Greedily. Then stepped back. Breathing hard. Jaw clenched. “This doesn’t happen again,” he said, voice rough and brittle. “You’re Ivy’s nanny. That’s all.”

Hayley asked as she entered the kitchen with a basket of clean laundry. "You," Katelyn replied with lust in her eyes. Hayley set down the basket, walked over to Katelyn and kissed her sweet lips. Katelyn looked at Hayley in her short jeans shorts and pink stretchy tank top, and she was overcome by lust. Suddenly, she just had to touch Hayley's sexy body. She started fumbling with the button on the girl's shorts and then hurriedly unzipped them. Hayley took them off, and Katelyn was thrilled to see she didn't have any panties on. Katelyn cupped the nanny's pubic mound with her hand as she closed her mouth around a nipple right through the pink tank top.

This includes my study and private quarters. 5. All outings are pre-approved by me and accompanied by Marco or myself. 6. You report any unusual occurrence, no matter how small, to me directly. 7. You do not discuss my business, this household, or your employment with anyone. 8. Discretion is your primary duty. You see nothing. You hear nothing. It was a prison manual. I kept my face neutral. “These are clear.” “They are for your safety as much as ours,” he said, finally looking at me. His gaze was direct, probing. “The world I operate in is not kind to loose ends. A nanny with a mobile phone and loose lips is a loose end.”

*** All through Scarlett being in the taxi, she felt nervous, with lines of sweat visible on her forehead, while she checked her time consequently. "Goodness Lord I don't want to lose this job!" She found herself saying. The house was quite a distance and she spent an hour in the vehicle. Her nervousness increased twice the initial, the moment she alighted the vehicle, and clicked the gate bell. Just once and a masculine voice spoke briefly and concisely. "Your name!" "Scarlett Barnes." She replied briefly with a lifted chin. "Do you have an appointment?" The man asked again. "Yes, with Miss. Maxwell. The job of a nanny."

“Bruno, I know there is an agreement, but I want you to get out of my mansion immediately, I don't trust you”. “Brother don't tell me we are going to argue about the nanny, she is a slut, I had already told you, she was only selling herself to the highest bidder, if she could with you or with me, for her it was completely indifferent, she was only after the money”. “Look, I don't want to listen to any more of your bullshit, that woman has already left my house, I don't want to talk about her anymore, you just need to get out of here”.