Bedding the Babysitter Ch 01 - Sex Stories

Bedding the Babysitter Ch 01

... out. She read a lengthy story called “The Complete Submission” which I read also, which was an amazing submission story. Next morning I found an email from Jenny. She was WAY more creative than I thought: I was leaving school when I remembered I left a book I needed to finish reading in my gym looker. I walked into the gym and saw Karen naked just getting dressed. She smiled at me and said “Hey Jenny, why don’t you take a picture it lasts longer.” I was shocked she knew my name. I apologized with a stammer, my cheeks instantly turning red, “S-s-sorry.” She asked, “Actually Jenny you can do me a favor.” “Sure,” I asked, just excited that she was conversing with me. “Come here,” she said, waving me over with a smile that I couldn’t read. I walked over and was stunned when she said, “You have been checking my body out all semester, haven’t you, Jenny?” My face ruby red now, I again stammered, trying to hide my guilt, “N-n-no, I have not.” “Don’t lie,” she smiled, putting her hand on my shoulder. “You have been literally been drooling over me.” Her touch had me rattled and I couldn’t even complete a rational sentence. “Um, I, I mean, I….” She gently, but firmly, pushed on my shoulders and my legs gave away as I lowered onto my knees. “It was really hot today, Jenny and cheerleading practice was exhausting. I feel so diiiiirty,” she said, stressing the word dirty. My face was directly in front of her vagina and I was staring at it lost in thought. “What you starting at, Jenny?” ...

... she asked, her tone implying she knew exactly what I was staring at. I forced myself away from her vagina and looked up past her large breasts and into her eyes. Smiling knowingly, she instructed, “My vagina needs to be cleaned, why don’t you clean it for me?” I feigned protest, “Um, I-I-I am not a lesbian.” “Neither am I. I love fucking boys. But girls are way better at licking pussy,” she smiled, reaching for my head and pulling me into her sweet sex. I gave no resistance as I was led into my first act of lesbian activity. I extended my tongue and made contact with her vagina. She moaned, “Does little Jenny like my pussy?” I stammered, already addicted, “Y-y-yes.” I licked slowly up and down on her vagina pussy lips, trying to please her and savor her unique and addictive taste. After a couple of minutes, I concentrated on her clit which made her legs tremble and she let out a loud moan. “That’s it my pet, lick my cunt good,” she ordered. Being called pet had my own vagina getting wet and I eagerly continued pleasing the most beautiful girl I knew in school. I swirled my tongue around her clit, I sucked it in my mouth. I was addicted to her unique taste and never wanted to have this moment end. Suddenly her hand on my head, she demanded, “Fuck you lezzie-slut, suck my cunt, make me cum.” She pulled my head roughly deeper into her vagina and began moving her body on my face. Always being a people pleaser, I became a pussy-pleaser, eagerly licking and sucking as I penetrated ...