Fucking the Babysitter: Have You Ever Fantasized About It? ♕

Have You Ever Fantasized About It?

Mr. and Mrs. Davis got home at midnight, just like they had promised. I’d been good and just watched TV after the kids were asleep. Maybe I’d watched a little porn on my phone, but that hardly counted as being bad, right? I could have had a boyfriend over or raided the liquor cabinet, but I didn’t. Sitting on the couch and watching a little porno wasn’t so bad. Maybe I did get my hand up under my skirt for a while, but I didn’t go inside my panties, just rubbed. I was on my own, there was no harm in it. I watched a few clips titled ‘Fucking the Babysitter’, just for fun. Does that mean I was a bad girl?

Mrs. D was drunk and staggered straight upstairs. She didn’t even say hi.

“Sorry about my wife,” said Mr. D. “She had a few too many. She’ll be asleep the minute she hits the bed.  Did everything go okay here?”

“Sure did,” I said brightly, giving him my sweetest smile. He was such a hot older guy. Maybe while I was watching my porn I’d been thinking of him just a little.

“Good girl,” he said, coming up close enough that I could smell his cologne. Then he handed me my money.

I gasped. “But, there’s fifty bucks too much!” I said, looking up at him with wide, surprised eyes.

“I know,” he said. “That’s so you forgive me for this.” Then he grabbed me firmly and started to kiss me. I was a little shocked initially, but I didn’t hesitate for more than a second. I started kissing him back, my tongue deep in his mouth as he groped my tits and ass. Then I knew that he had a passion for fucking the babysitter.

He Was Fucking the Babysitter

“What about your wife?” I whispered in his ear as he kissed my neck. My neck is my weak point! I was ready to drop my panties right there, but Mrs. D was only upstairs! I hoped she couldn’t hear us through the wall.

“She’s passed out,” he said reassuringly. Then he pushed me slowly but firmly to my knees right there.

I unzipped him and hauled out that big, fat older dick. He was already getting hard for me and my clever, pretty little mouth soon had him like a steel bar. Well, he deserved the best, right? I would’ve sucked him for free, but he gave me an extra fifty. That meant I gave him the VIP service. I didn’t even complain when he rammed the whole of that big old dick right down my throat.

He dragged me to the couch, bent me over it, and pulled down my panties. Then he flipped up my skirt and started to rub his cock on my wet pussy. I’d been rubbing already, so I was dripping by the time that big dick touched me. He was about to fuck the babysitter.

“What about a condom?!” I gasped, trying to keep my voice low.

“I promise not to shoot inside,” he whispered. Then he grabbed my hair, put the other hand over my mouth, and shoved his cock all the way inside me. I was glad he had covered my mouth because I wanted to scream like hell. He didn’t care. He was fucking the babysitter right there in his living room and he thought it was awesome!

Call Shay, Your Personal Babysitter

So, do you think we could tell this story together, voice to voice? I’d love to roleplay this on the phone! What would happen next? Would you use me, every hole? Would your wife come downstairs and catch us? Or would she get involved too? Let me know how you would make this fantasy personal to you! What could make it even hotter? Come on, let’s play! I know you’re already thinking about fucking the babysitter!