Bedding the Babysitter Ch 01 - Sex Stories

Bedding the Babysitter Ch 01

... conversation. “Was it me with a strap-on?” I asked, moving closer. “Or was it Allison being fucked?” I asked, swearing in front of her for the first time. As I reached her, my hand took hers in mine and I pulled her up and asked, “Or did you wish that was you on all fours getting fucked by my big strap-on cock?” Her mouth dropped open and she was speechless. Her mouth went to speak, but no words came out. Adding to her confusion, I leaned in and kissed her. At first, it was gentle and sweet, but once she responded, tentative at first, I used my tongue to part her lips. She again responded and our tongues danced inside each other’s mouth. The urgency of the kiss increased as my hands slid down her waist and underneath her skirt. The background noise of Allison coming enhanced the intensity of our kiss. I finally broke the kiss and asked, “What does my Jenny78ph want?” “Pardon?” she asked, the words not immediately connecting with the reality. My hand traced her pussy lips on top of her very wet panties. “Hmmmm, you are very wet, Jenny78 pantyhose.” She let out a soft moan from my touch. “H-h-how do you know my MSN name?” “Oh, Jenny, Jenny, Jenny. Have you not figured it out?” I smiled, my finger tapping her protruding clit. Her breathing increased, and my finger was clearly causing her to be so distracted she could not make the obvious correlation. Finally, I asked, “What is my first name, Jenny?” “M-M-Megan,” she moaned. I watched her face and her lips as she moaned with ...

... desire. It was so adorably cute as the light bulb came on and her face went to astonishment. She asked, her words came out stunted as my finger continued putting pressure on her clit, “Oh, um, wait, oh my God, are you DrMeg?” “The one and only,” I purred, as my finger slipped underneath her soiled panties. “I-I can’t believe it,” she said, still clearly bewildered by my revelation. “Yes, my dear and I am about to relive all your stress and confirm all your curiosities,” I confirmed, my finger now between, but not in, her wet pussy lips. “But how?” she asked, clearly overwhelmed by this new knowledge. “I always thought you were sexy, shy but sexy. When I fixed your computer I searched for clues and saw the sites you usually frequent,” I explained, before adding with a playful smile. “By the way, for future reference you should erase your daily history so people like your Mom or conniving neighbors don’t learn all your secrets.” “Aaaaaaah,” she gasped as my finger slowly penetrated her fevered pussy. “Jenny it is all right. You are a lesbian and submissive; I am a lesbian and dominant,” I explained. Jenny still trying to get the whole ordeal straight in her mind stood there in a sexual trance. Her mind trying to process the bizarre reality that was currently happening while her body begged for the attention it had long craved. “Jenny, I know exactly what you need.”I said gently, “even if you don’t. You are submissive and a people pleaser, as your naughty story clearly showed. You ...