The Babysitter’s First Time, #1 (Virgin, older man younger woman, cheating husband, oral sex)

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On my first night as a live-in babysitter, I overheard my bosses, Joel and Dana, talking dirty and getting off together, and touched myself—imagining it was me, daydreaming about my own sexy first time. But I got carried away and they heard me.

Now Joel is offering me money to do to me what he does to his wife. I want him to spread me open and lick me while I suck him…but he’s married. And I’ve never done this before.

It’s so wrong….But I’m not sure I can resist.

 

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Through my new bedroom wall, I heard faint moans, like someone trying to be quiet. Then giggles.

I crept silently toward the wall, grabbing a water glass off the desk, and pressed the glass against the wall, my ear against the glass, to amplify the sounds.

I was almost sure of it now: my new bosses, Joel and Dana, were having sex in the next room. It was only my first night in their house as their live-in babysitter, and already I was overhearing them having sex.

The girlish moans got louder, and then I heard Joel’s “Shh!” But a moment later the moans started up again, and then a rhythmic thumping. I felt myself get wet imagining what was going on in the next room. I could picture his strong thighs in front of her body, her legs open to him as he pumped into her.

What would his cock look like? Huge, I was sure. Meaty and thick, nice and hard. Just like the guys in the porn I’d accidentally caught sight of the year before. I’d never seen a real cock, but I was desperately curious what it would feel like inside of me, and so horny I could hardly stand it.

Without even realizing I was doing it at first, I reached down with my free hand and pushed inside the waistband of my silk pajama pants. Down into my lace panties, down, down, down, until I felt the warm wetness I was expecting. Ooh, my finger felt good against my throbbing, engorged clit. The skin there was so sensitive right now, and I made myself shudder by rubbing myself too firmly.

“You like that, you little slut?” I heard Joel say.

“Yes, yes,” Dana moaned. “Fuck me!”

The walls were paper-thin, I realized now. I didn’t even need the glass anymore. I set it down and used my other hand, the one not occupied in my panties, to rub my breasts, first on the outside of my sheer babydoll top, feeling my nipples through the thin fabric, and then pulling the satin ribbon that held the top together and allowing my breasts to free themselves. My nipples felt soft at first, pliable, but as I rubbed them they hardened beneath my fingers.

I had large breasts that had always attracted a lot of attention; in fact, I suspected they were part of what had landed me this job. I grabbed a handful of them now, squeezing as I rubbed more feverishly at the nub of my clit. My hand was getting drenched in my own juices.

Thump, thump, thump, came the sounds from the next room. My pussy felt as though it were stretching itself open to accommodate Joel, and I suddenly wished he were there with me, instead of in the next room with his wife. What would it feel like?

Stop it!, I told myself. That was no way to think about my employer. If I was going to get through this summer, I would have to be professional.

But I couldn’t ignore the moans, louder, more frenzied. I could hear his balls slapping against her ass as he fucked her—that’s how thin the walls were.

I crouched down, my back resting against the wall and legs spread open, so that I could push inside of my pussy with one finger. I couldn’t fit two—my hymen was still intact, after all; I had to be careful enough with one not to pop it open.

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