2005-04-15
Babysitter Fantasy
A Quick Fantasy About Our College-Aged Babysitter (Hey, I’m a guy, I think we all have this fantasy!)
Her car had broken down so a friend had dropped her off at our house. I had told her it would be no problem to give her a ride home after my wife and I returned home from our evening out. As she was riding in the front seat as I drove her to her apartment, I could not help but notice that her skirt was riding high up exposing her thighs while her shirt was gapped at the top freely exposing her bra and breasts. Try as I might to maintain eye contact, it was a losing effort. She finally started to giggle and told me that the bulge in my pants looked uncomfortable and was distracting her too.
We had barely made it through the front door of her apartment as she dropped to her knees, unzipped my pants and began to suck me. God, it felt wonderful to feel her wet mouth, sweet lips and nimble tongue caress my cock! I knew it was wrong, but caught in the moment, I let myself go. Before long I noticed her brown eyes looking up at me expectantly from under her sandy blond hair; I realized that I had been moaning as she worked and that my arm was now stretched out behind me steadying myself against the door as she worked. I could feel my orgasm building. It was one of those that begins to build from your toes up and I knew it was going to be a good one. The shock of her finger probing my asshole sent me over the edge and I rewarded her by flooding her pert mouth with my cum. I nearly stumbled as I came, but she deftly grabbed my ass with both hands to steady me. As my orgasmic rush began to fad a bit, I surveyed the scene and met her warm smile with one of my own. Slowly we embraced. As she leaned into me, she gently nipped ear with her teeth and whispered, “See you next week.”
-- rockabillie at 10:50 a.m.