The Baby Sitter Wore Chanel - Sex Stories

The Baby Sitter Wore Chanel

... scene couldn't have taken more than 2 minutes, tops. Susie pulled back, coughing and a huge glob of John's cum spilled out of her mouth and onto her shorts and thighs. Finally she cleared her throat. "Ew, what is all of that?" "Whazz iz wha?" Asked John, totally spent. "What is all that stuff? It's gross." "It's. . . it's cum, or semen. How do you not know what it is? What did you think was going to happen when you. . . . when you sucked on my. . my. . .my . . ." "I sucked on it because a couple of months ago I went to my friend Jane's house and we walked into the kitchen and saw her sister Tiffany doing that with the guy who came to fix the dishwasher. We watched her do it for like 5 minutes and then, well he made a lot of noises like you did. They didn't know we watched and when we asked Tiffany about it later she said that it is the one thing you can do to a guy that they like more than anything and that he gave her a discount. I . . . I thought I would do that for you to thank you." Susie said, getting to her feet. John wrung his hand over his face, trying to snap out of the daze his orgasm had put him in. "Yyyyeah she was right, guys do like that. But Susie you shouldn't have done that. Sex is supposed between a man and his wife." "That was sex? I thought sex was when the guy put it in, well down there." Susie said, confused. "Well yeah, that is sex, but sucking on, or really doing anything with a man's penis is sexual. It all gives pleasure." John said, finally ...

... sobering up from his orgasm hangover. "So did I give you pleasure?" "Yes, a lot, but Susie, you can't do that with older men." "Why?" "Because I could get in a bunch of trouble for what you did." "But I did it, not you." She said indignant. "Doesn't matter, I would get in trouble. Yes, you did it right, but please don't ever do any of that stuff again until you are older ok?" John said sternly, just now realizing how out of hand the situation could get. "Are you, you. . . mad a me?" Susie said, her bottom lip trembling and her eyes watering. "No, no." John reached out and hugged her for a minute then held her out in front of him. "It's just . . . Susie, I should not have . . . I should have, uh, not have let you do that." "Then why did it get bigger? I felt it grow." "Well after James was born, Samantha and I . . . . you know what, this is all going to be a bit beyond you and you don't need to think about these things. Look, I am not mad at you, I am mad at myself for going along. I am very embarrassed. All I can do is beg you not to tell on me. I am so ashamed . . .I. . . I" "I won't tell anyone. I only did it because you were so nice to me. Can we just pretend nothing happened?" She asked, blinking her big brown eyes at John. It was music to his ears. "Yes, I think that would be our best course of action. I would hate to lose you Susie, you are just wonderful with James. Tell you what, here is the money for tonight, go ahead and take the rest of the night off, I will skip on work ...