Babysitter by loyalsock - Sex Stories

Babysitter by loyalsock

... picked up the receiver. "Hello", was what I heard as the nipples of her breasts hung down and brushed across my stomach and chest. I began to run my hands over her body. "Hi, Mrs. Morrell, yes he got home about an hour ago. Right, I've been taking care of him just like you said. No, I don't think that he'll have any complaints". As the teenager talked to my wife, I slid my right hand along her back to her ass and the back of her thigh. With my left hand I slowly and gently began to stroke her stomach and breasts. Her nipples began to harden again. Her voice started to show signs of strain as she struggled to keep her mind on what my wife was saying over the phone. My right hand slowly moved into the valley between her legs. As my finger found her damp lips, she let out an audible sound, a kind of quiver in her speech that I knew my wife was sure to hear. "No, nothing is wrong, I just had a chill", the demure young sexpot tried to tell my wife. Slowly I moved my other hand to her breasts. I cupped her left breast in my hand and began to lightly slide my fingers from her rib cage to her very hard nipple as my fingers got closer her voice began to quiver a little more. "No, everything is fine here", the sweaty teen said with as much conviction as she could muster. That is when my fingers found the lips of her sex. She let out an uncontrolled little gasp. "Umm can I call you back in a little while, Kate?" I slowly inserted one of my fingers between the moist lips of her very ...

... damp sex. I didn't have to enter very far and I began to move my finger around the inner lips of her sex. "Yes, Kathy, I'll take care of it", she said hastily on this end of the phone, "but I really must go now, I have soup boiling on the stove". Just then I grabbed her nipple between the fingers of my left hand and began to squeeze, gently at first. As I saw her reaction and felt the moistness of her sex increase I began to use more f***e. Her mouth was dry and she struggled to keep her voice unemotional, "Right Kathy, I'll finish up, but I really have to go now. Right, I'll take care of it! Yea, I'll be sure and tell him, good bye". She breathed a sigh of relief as she hung the phone back on the receiver. She started to try to move back to her original position, but as she did, I kept my hand firmly against her sex. She pushed back and felt the fingers of my right hand begin to enter her very wet sex. She stopped moving back. She was extremely exited. I think that the idea of talking with my wife and being naked on her hands and knees, bent over my throbbing member as she spoke was what really drove her to this excited a state. "You are a real bastard", she said in a heavy frustrated voice. The high pitched little girl sound had left her completely, she sounded like a woman in the heat of passion now. "Don't you think that your wife knew something was wrong?" With that I tightened my grip on her sensitive nipple and moved another finger into her wet honey pot. "Oh God", she ...