Giving My Husband To The Babysitter (mff) - Sex Stories

Giving My Husband To The Babysitter (mff)

... little louder than I wanted. “I hope you can, and please keep your voice down. I don’t want Jeff to hear what we are saying, do you?” “No,” she sighed. “I’m so embarrassed. I was using your vibrator, but it isn’t what you think. It’s just that my parent’s rules are so strict, and I have no privacy at their house, so I have no opportunity to use a, you know ” “Vibrator,” I stated quietly. “Yes, a vibrator to help me cum. And, while I can masturbate with my hands, it has been forever since I’ve had an orgasm using toy. I don’t have any time for a boyfriend right now, and my parents would cut me off if I started a relationship anyway, but I am horny all the time. I don’t know what to do. I found your vibrator six weeks ago. You’d left it out in your room. I didn’t use it that night or the next week, but I have been using it ever since. I am really, really sorry.” I could tell that her remorse was sincere. However, my own sexual excitement was extreme. “Well, that explains the vibrator. What about Jeff. Do you have a thing for my husband?” “I have always fantasized when I masturbate. Using your vibrator was naughty. Using your vibrator in your bed was even naughtier. So, naturally, .” “ you started thinking about using my husband, too,” I said, finishing the thought. “Exactly. I mean, he is very handsome and all, but I don’t have a crush on him or anything, if that’s what you mean.” “Well, I guess I understand. Lord knows I’d be going up a wall if I couldn’t have an orgasm when ...

... and how I wanted. What I don’t understand is why you don’t hook up with one or another guy at school for a quickie every once in a while to take care of your urges. Surely there are guys out there that would be willing to do you from time to time without any strings.” “Oh, I don’t have time for that, plus I really don’t want the reputation. Also, it would be just my luck that the condom would break or something else would go wrong. No, I don’t need any of that. What I really need is for things to stay uncomplicated for a while—that and a little orgasm now and then would be perfect.” My panties were soaking. I had to handle this next question, very carefully. “So, what you are looking for ideally is a cock that you can borrow from time to time, but that you don’t have to worry about talking or taking care of.” “Yeah,” she said, sighing slightly, “but where is a girl going to find that?” I took a deep breath. “Upstairs,” I said, looking her squarely in the eyes. “You mean it’s OK for me to keep borrowing your vibrator.” “No, no, no. You misunderstand me. Actually, I was thinking of letting you borrow something else ” I let the statement hang for a moment. I could tell from her eyes that she wasn’t catching my meaning—that I was offering to let that tight little pussy of hers fuck Jeff from time to time. It had been a fantasy of mine for the last couple years, to see him fuck a really young, tight pussy. Here was that tight young pussy, and it desperately needed to be fucked. ...