The Baby Sitter Wore Chanel - Sex Stories

The Baby Sitter Wore Chanel

... hers. "Uh .. . . .oh! Ha ha. Um, well . . . I . . . I would, but I am dating Tommy and I probably shouldn . . . " "Why? Are you giving him blowjobs? Are you having sex with him?" John said intensely. "N--nno! No. Just kissing. You told me I should wait . . . . .remember?" "You're soooo . . . . pretty. . . " John said as he gazed at her sideways, his arm coming off the counter and placed it around her thin waist. Her belly button was exposed and the gem on it dangled back and forth. John looked down at it as he pulled her a little closer. Susie had her hand around his biceps, trying to gently hold him at bay. Before the look in his eyes was one of terror and shock. It was hot. This time the eyes on him looked very . . . . determined. She was conflicted. She really felt she should be true to her boyfriend, and John himself had said they should not have been together. But she really wanted those purses. And she still really liked John, she still felt very close to him. "I would be very thankful for those bags John, but I really can't do that to Tommy." John pulled her closer until their bodies touched, her hips pressing up against his upper thigh. "I mean maybe we could do a rain check or something? A coupon for if I break up? Or maybe we could .. . Whao! And there it is, wow, it's ready. Um. . . John you're . . ." She tried to step out but John wrapped his other arm around her first and held her into the corner of the counter and sink. "Just amazing . . .. " John said as ...

... one hand groped a butt cheek, the other sliding under the skirt and quickly into her underwear." "Mr. Robertson? Mr. John! John what are you doing? John stop." Susie whined, wondering why he was being pushy. "John you need to . . OOOH!" Susie's face fell against his chest panting a bit. John had his fingers into her crotch and was just beginning to play. "Ooooo-whaooooooh! Oooh! Oooh! Jjjjohnnnnn. Oh god. Oh.. OOOOH!" Susie was smushing her face into Johns chest. Rubbing from side to side as John gave her the first sexual pings from another person. Susie had masturbated a time or two, but hadn't really ever achieved liftoff. John had 30 years of experience on her and began to coax her hymen to let his finger in. Eventually it did and Susie had gripped John's arms like a vice and she began to moan loudly. "EEEEOOOOOOWWWW. Oooh John. Oh god. Oh God! OH God! OH GOD! OH JOHN WHAT IS THAT? WHAT IS THAT? OK! OK! OK! I'll SUCK IT! OK, I WILL! OH GOOOOOOOOOOOOD!" Susie felt her first true orgasm building and was excited, scared and anxious. It felt so good, but too good. It felt like if it got much more "good" her heart would pop. It was beating so fast! John worked her clit and pulled her head back by her hair and kissed her. "Suck it if you want my little sex kitten, but you're gonna fuck it!" "WHAAAT? HHHHUUUOOOOH. NNNNNOO. DON'T WANT TO, DON'T WANT TO, OOOOOOUUUUUUOOOOHHHH! MMMMFFFF!" Her words cut off by John's tongue. "Mmmf! MMMMnnnnnmmMMMMMMF! UUUUUUMMMMMMMMMFFF!" Susie was ...