Hilary Duff Babysitting - Sex Stories

Hilary Duff Babysitting

... she looked at her actions in the light of day. She’d taken advantage of a teenager, one who lived next door no less. And as much fun as it had been, and how very much she’d needed it, she couldn’t let it happen again. But then, her hands started caressing the muscles of Ben’s stomach and rational thought started to disappear. Once more she was filled with thoughts about what else he could do with that cock and just how much she wanted to find out personally. After all, there were a bunch more positions they could try and she definitely wanted to suck him off at least once more. ‘Stop it, Hil,’ Hilary chastised herself, finally pulling her hand away from his body. Knowing she needed to get out of there before she tried to wake him up in all sorts of fun ways, she tossed the covers aside. Slipping out bed, she grabbed her robe, leaving him sl**ping in her bed as she headed across the hall to check on Luca. * * * * * “So then Ben jumped in the water and started fighting with the shark,” Luca said, giving Hilary a recap of the fun he’d had with Ben the night before. “I won too, didn’t I?” Ben asked, appearing in the kitchen door. “Ben?” Luca asked, wondering why he was there so early. “It was late when mommy got home last night, and his parents are out of town, so Ben stayed over,” Hilary explained. “If you ask nicely, he might stay over again tonight.” “Will you? Please?” Luca asked, excited at the prospect. “Since you asked so nicely,” Ben said, his eyes glancing up to make ...

... contact with Hilary. “Yay!” Luca said, raising one arm over his head as he chewed on a piece of bacon. * * * * * “So, what room am I sl**ping in?” Ben asked, trying not to just assume there’d be a repeat of last night. “The guest room,” Hilary said firmly. “What happened last night can’t happen again.” “Okay, just friends,” Ben said, trying to hide his disappointment, and largely failing. They’d spent most of the day exchanging furtive glances. There had even been a little kissing and groping on the couch while Luca took a nap, but when Ben had tried to slip his hand into her pants, Hilary had finally stopped him. After that they’d mostly behaved, even though she’d had approximately fifty thousand dirty thoughts about him between when he’d agreed to stay over and when she’d put Luca to bed for the night. “Just friends,” Hilary agreed even though even she had trouble figuring out whether she meant it. “Since you’re letting me stay here, the least I can do it make breakfast in the morning,” Ben said. “Any requests?” “If you can make pancakes, you’ll be Luca’s hero, even more than you already are,” Hilary said, laughing. “Pancakes it is,” Ben said, turning and heading for the guest room, and Hilary’s head turned to watch him even as she scolded herself for it. * * * * * Watching tv, Hilary’s brain wasn’t into it though. Her thoughts kept drifting down the hall to the stud sex machine she had stationed there and for some reason resisted taking advantage of. But the harder she tried ...