part, was relieved. Mr. Potter had finally taken her. Of course they weren’t going to end up together, but that was the least of her concern now. She had given herself to Mr. Potter, and he had received her eagerly, giving her a part of him in return as well. As he pounded away on top of her, Andrea gazed lovingly at her babysitting boss’s profile. He was just so lovely to look at. She felt lucky at getting to snag a man like him in bed.
“You’re lovely, Mr. Potter,” Andrea said. Her shivers were coming at more regular intervals now. The pleasure she was feeling was building and intensifying. Another minute or two, and she was going to literally cream her bed.
Mr. Potter answered her by sliding his penis out from Andrea’s pussy and thrusting it into her mouth instead. She was taken by surprise, she almost forgot to breathe. Again she tasted her own fluids, from Mr. Potter’s dick, inside her mouth. She opened her mouth wider to take in as much of him as possible. When she was comfortable with how much flesh she was holding in her mouth, she settled into a more comfortable position and began to suck on his cock tenderly, with one hand holding his enormous penis steady while the other played with her own clitoris down there.
With his organ right inside Andrea’s mouth, Mr. Potter bounced up and down. Andrea wanted to take in some more of his rod inside her mouth, but she was inexperienced in that area, and she didn’t want to make a fool of herself. Not now, not at this heavy moment when they were almost to the point of climaxing, and maybe even together. Not that it mattered, but Andrea had always been a sucker for romantic stories. She knew she was being silly, thinking of romance when she sucking on her boss’s cock, for Pete’s sake. But that was-
A shrill honking sound broke through Andrea’s thoughts, and she started. For a moment, she didn’t know where she was, what she was doing. She looked around and saw she was on the Potters’ porch, sitting and waiting for Mr. Potter to arrive from work. She was supposed to be babysitting, really, but he cancelled thirty minutes before the usual schedule. She was initially disappointed, but he told her to still proceed to their house anyway. As she left her own house, Andrea knew right then and there Mr. Potter had something up his sleeve than just babysitting. Her pace quickened, and she had to stop herself from flying all the way to the Potters.
Now the moment had arrived. Andrea was there, Mr. Potter was home, and they were all alone. She suddenly remembered what she had been thinking while waiting for him to arrive. Her face burned as she realized she was thinking of them having sex right in her bedroom, with Mr. Potter sneaking in through her bedroom window and ravaging her while her mom slept and snored through the whole thing in the next bedroom. Unbelievable. She looked up and saw Mr. Potter was getting out of his car. She stood up to greet him, and she felt something very wet and sticky in her panties.
Andrea was dismayed. This was just like her in her daydream, but she was wearing shorts now in the real life instead of the pajama bottoms in her fantasy. Still, she didn’t like being soiled before their whole escapade even started. Mr. Potter would definitely approve of her being so wet before they even got any action done, but Andrea didn’t want him to think she was being too easy.
Yeah, right, Andrea thought.
Mr. Potter was now coming up the steps. In his white shirt and-surprise, surprise! — denim jeans, he looked young, fresh, and stunning. Just looking at the man was enough for Andrea to come right into her panties. But that didn’t happen, of course. She smiled up at Mr. Potter instead.
“Hi, Mr. Potter,” she said in a controlled voice, trying not to sound too perky or eager.
“Hey,” Mr. Potter answered back, and gave her a lopsided grin that almost had her shedding her clothes right there on the porch. He turned to the front door, unlocked it, and swung it open. He turned to her and tilted his head, telling her to get right inside.
Andrea nodded and stepped inside the Potters’ house. Mr. Potter shut the door behind her. The second the click! sounded, he pushed Andrea against the wall, pinned her hands above her head, and kissed her hungrily on the lips.
She responded with the same hungry passion.
And, of course, Andrea was delighted.
Green, Vallen
Babysitters Erotica Collection: Over 100,000 Words of 20 Hot Sex S tories
Sweet Anna Marie
Anna Marie is your ideal babysitter. The kids like her, she likes kids, and she has the patience to carry on the job. In fact, she enjoys babysitting so much that it shows. Many parents that have been her bosses in the past will never forget her impeccable service and the way she took care of kids. Aside from babysitting, Anna Marie is a young geek programmer. She’s the silent techie one and knows how to go around gadgets and stuff. She may be the young woman in pastel coloured cashmere sweaters and skinny jeans and red sneakers. However, when it comes to computers and wirings, she’s like a man-pro.
On the outside, parents would easily think that her love for kids is Anna Marie’s main driving force. What they do not know is that behind the charming smiles of this lady is a dangerous fetish. She’s a closet pervert. No, she does not prey on the fathers of her subjects. She also is not interested with the moms or any other members of the family. She gets her kick by prying on the sex lives of her bosses.
This fetish started when she worked as a babysitter for Mr. and Mrs. Edmonds. She happened to be at there house on a Sunday morning. While she was at the kitchen to get some diet Coke, she heard strange noises coming from the guest room a few steps away. She opened the door and saw Mr. Edmonds taking Mrs. Edmonds from behind. Anna Marie was still a virgin then and the whole thing came as a shock to her. Looking through a crack on the door, she had never felt so aroused in her whole life. She stood there, her glasses making her unable to see more closely. She saw Mr. Edmonds hands massage his wife’s tits and move in and out of her. It was like a hardcore porn movie. That evening when she got home, she stepped into the bath and soaked. As soon as she was dried and lying on her bed, she touched herself for the very first time. It was an incredible awakening for her. She lay in bed wearing only her chemise and started fondling her breasts. She propped her head on her pillows and turned off the lights so that her room was pitch dark.
Her hand started slowly, rubbing over the fullness of her breasts in gentle circular motions. The tip of he fingers lightly teased her nipples. The straps of her chemise slid down her arms, her hands more eager now. She moaned as she felt herself getting warm. She thought about Mr. Edmond’s cock as it entered Cara’s pussy, her breasts jiggling with his every thrust. She sighed as she felt her body respond. Her friend Michaela was right. Touching yourself can be totally blissful.
She reached on her bedside table and grabbed a tin of rose salve. She rubbed some salve on her breasts and started kneading them more intensely. She sighed as she felt all heated up, wanting more. Her hands caressed her neck and face. Anna Marie loved the smell of roses and the smell of the salve got to her nerves. Raising the hem of her nightdress, she started rubbing her thighs, the salve going smoothly on her skin. She put a pillow under her butt and took a deep breath. She lightly caressed her kitty lips, allowing herself to build up the sensations. Spreading her legs, she rubbed herself to frenzy, still not getting enough. She put rolled down her skirt dress again and this time rubbed herself vigorously through the fabric. Oh, that was really good. The friction made her go really crazy and rubbed herself again, feeling her self secreting something hot and slick. The sudden gush of fluids took her by surprise. For the first time in her life, she felt like a woman.
With the way she was rubbing herself, she feels hornier by the second. Her other hand dug on the mattress while her toes cramped in anticipation. She felt as though her pussy has suddenly had a life of its own, pushing her beyond common sense and making her want to do things she has never done before. She removed her nightdress and tossed it on the floor. She spread her legs wide and pinched her clit lightly with the tips of her fingers.
Her hand became wet with her own juices. Wanting to know what she tastes like, she licked her fingers. Maybe because of her own musky smell, she became even more heated up. She inserted her forefinger and gasped as she hurt a bit. She tried again, slowly and gently this time and held her breath as she found out how tight she is. She moved her finger again and again, until she was moaning and panting. She imagined having a real dick inside her and she shivered. She inserted another finger inside her mound and arched her back. She was almost breathless now. Moving her fingers in and out of her, she imagined being fucked for real. Her fingers went really crazy, all the more rubbing her g-spot. In seconds, she was spiralling and moaning. It was her first true climax.
There have been a series of “watching” after that. Some performances were poor, others mediocre, and others really spectacular. One of the most unforgettable ones happened at her current employers’ home. Anna
