Bedding the Babysitter Ch 02 - Sex Stories

Bedding the Babysitter Ch 02

BEDDING THE BABYSITTER 2 Disclaimer 1: Of course everyone in this story is at least 18. Disclaimer 2: If you want to know how 18-year old babysitter Jenny became the submissive slave of neighbor Megan, please read part one. Without further adieu part two: Last night I had seduced my 18-year old babysitter. Today I hoped to make her greatest fantasy come true. So after my ex-husband came and picked up our son for his usually every second weekend custody time, I msn’d Jenny. It was just after lunch the following day. DrMeg: How is Jenny this fine afternoon? Jenny78: Very good mistress. DrMeg: That is good to hear? No regrets about last night’s events? Jenny78: None! :) DrMeg: Ready for your training to continue? Jenny78: Yes mistress. DrMeg: Are you dressed already? Jenny78: Of course. DrMeg: Come on over, we will start researching Karen before we head out to begin your transformation. Jenny78: Transformation? DrMeg: Of course. A new look. We are going to make you irresistible to Karen. Jenny78: But what if she doesn’t like girls? DrMeg: Well, let’s find out. Jenny78: OK. DrMeg: Get over here now. Jenny78: Yes mistress. Jenny arrived in the exact same outfit as yesterday. An adorably hot plaid school skirt, a white school blouse that showcased her nice perky breasts, dark mocha thigh high stockings and, sadly, runners. I led her upstairs and I slid out of my black leather skirt to reveal a black silk panties and matching black thigh highs. I said, “Jenny come sit under my ...

... desk and please me while I research your little dream cheerleader for you?” “Yes mistress,” Jenny replied and quickly she went to work with her eager little tongue as I began typing. I gave out a soft moan as I asked, “Jenny, what is Karen’s last name?” Jenny looked up at me, so cute, from between my legs and said, “Pepper.” She then went right back to pleasing my already damp pussy. I requested, “Jenny dear, go nice and slow.” I believe she said, “Yes mistress,” as she responded, her tongue never leaving my cunt. As I research, I learned that Karen came from a well off family, lived in a massive house and she was an only child. On facebook, which by the way, you should protect yourself from much better than most do, I learned she was a redhead, with green eyes, she was short at 5’2, but her breasts looked quite large. I then created a new facebook account under the fake name of Sarah Conners and I asked her to be a friend, with a note that I was a girl researching cheerleader popularity (again you really should protect yourself from online predators). Not surprisingly she accepted me five minutes later. I created a questionnaire for her and sent it to her, hoping she would respond. As I waited, I read her wall and learned lots about her. She was very sarcastic, she hated her mother, she loved getting compliments, reveled in them really, and was quite spiteful. Comments like “Mrs. Wicks is a complete bitch” or “Did you see what Sara wore today, it made her look fatter than she ...