Naughty Naughty Babysitter, Part Four - Sex Stories

Naughty Naughty Babysitter, Part Four

... underwear, scraps of silk framing her firm breasts. Abbie couldn’t resist; she put her hands on Mrs Carson’s shoulders, pushing her against the back of the couch as she gently licked and sucked at Mrs Carson’s half-exposed nipples. Mrs Carson gasped, trembling hands just managing to pull her skirt past her knees before she pulled the lithe blonde closer to her. Abbie straddled Mrs Carson, pressing her bare pussy against the other woman’s lace covered cunt as Mrs Carson attacked Abbie’s soft, naked tits. ‘That’s right,’ Mr Carson said, stroking his cock as he admired the view. His slender, dark haired wife looked so beautiful, her red lips moving over every inch of the hot blonde’s upper body. ‘Bite those nipples, make her scream a little.’ He chuckled as Mrs Carson obliged, making Abbie twist and turn in a delicious erotic frenzy, and watched as the two women became more and more absorbed in each other. Soon Abbie was rhythmically grinding her wet pussy against Mrs Carson’s soaked g-string, the older woman moaning, pulling Abbie in for a deep kiss. Mr Carson looked at the huge glass dildo on the coffee table. Now seems like the perfect time. He took it in one hand, the weight of it surprising even him for a moment, and placed the other hand on Abbie’s shoulder. ‘I’m going to get you going,’ he said, his voice thick with desire, ‘and this is going to get you off.’ He stroked the end of the dildo along Abbie’s collarbone; she gasped at the coldness of the glass on her skin. ...

... ‘Are we going to need lube, Helen?’ Mrs Carson pulled away reluctantly from Abbie’s chest. ‘Oh no, darling. She’s more than ready.’ Abbie nodded in agreement, her eyes full of yearning. ‘Give it to me,’ Mrs Carson said, ‘and we can make this first orgasm incredible.’ Mr Carson handed the dildo wordlessly to his wife, watching as she made Abbie bend over the couch. Soon the babysitter’s pretty pink cunt was on display, dripping with juice and swollen with desire, with Mrs Carson sat between Abbie’s open thighs. She licked away a drop of juice with her pointed tongue, making Abbie moan loudly and Mr Carson practically cum without using his hands. He pressed his throbbing cock against the entrance to Abbie’s slick pussy; it felt so hot, so tight, so ready for him. With a deep, animal moan, he sank every inch of himself into Abbie’s cunt. He felt her pussy grip him tightly, pulsing around him in a way that made him grab the babysitter’s hips, trying to push even more of his cock inside her. Abbie threw her head back as Mr Carson began grinding inside her, her moans loud and unrestrained. She braced herself against the couch, grinding back with as much force as she could, wanting to feel his cock pounding into her slick pussy even more intensely. Her hair fell over her face, some strands brushing against her soft tits as they began to bounce from the strength of Mr Carson’s thrusts. ‘I love this,’ she said breathlessly, licking her lips, ‘I love this. Fuck me hard. Please.’ Mr Carson ...