They Call Me The Babysitter - Sex Stories

They Call Me The Babysitter

... leave home and can do whatever I like, like Megan does. Do you think my breasts are as sexy as hers?" She thrust out her chest and waggled her torso, causing her enormous breasts to jiggle violently back and forth, like two five-pound bags of pink jello. She was still wearing her green and white blouse, but the top three buttons were undone. Her cleavage was beyond awesome. And her hard nipples clearly showed through the thin summer-weight fabric. Before I could find my tongue and effect an answer, she glanced around and saw that the only two chairs were around the tiny built-in table. The only other place to sit was the queen-size bed, which took up a fair chunk of the apartment's only room. She gracefully sat on the bed, flashing me her panties in the process. I sat down beside her. She scooted closer, till our thighs touched. My heart was literally pounding in my chest. She said, "I know that hippies believe in Free Love. I bet you fuck a lot of girls here, don't you?" I suddenly knew that she would not want to hear the sad truth, so I lied. "Yeah. Six, I think. But this is only my third semester." She smiled up at me through her eyelashes. In a quiet voice she said, "That is so exciting! When I get to college, I'm gonna be a hippie slut like Megan. I'm gonna fuck and suck all the dick I want. I hate being a virgin. It sucks." "You're still a virgin? Wow. Have you ever fooled around at all?" She cupped one hand casually on her breast. "I've kissed a few boys and let them, ...

... you know, touch my tits. That's all. What I really want...", she turned toward me, her nearest breast pressing against my arm, "... is some guy with a hard dick, who would rather fuck than go to church and memorize verses out of the..." That was my cue. I put my arm around her and pulled her gently toward me. Her body surrendered against mine and her open mouth reached up. In half a second we were french kissing as deeply as we could. My free hand hesitated for a moment, then it slipped into her open blouse and caressed her warm soft breast. She moaned and her pelvis twitched. I really could NOT believe this! Charlotte was hotter than any girl I had ever dated, even the two I had managed to have sex with when I was a college sophomore! Her nipples were hard as rocks and SO sensitive. Every time my palm rubbed over them, her entire body twitched and she moaned. Her tongue was down my throat! And she had the biggest breasts I had ever touched. They were just fucking awesome! I laid her down and worked my lips down her throat and then suckled at her erect nipples. She moaned, "Oh god, this is so good! I wish my parents could see me now! You're making me so wet!" I opened my eyes as I switched to the other nipple. She had pulled her pleated skirt up to her waist and she was rubbing her slit. Her pink panties were soaked! The warm rich fragrance of her genital fluids assaulted my nose and my brain. DAMN! I reached down and put my hand on her bare thigh. Her eyes flew open and she ...