The Babysitters

Getting the message and chuckling to himself, Thomas reaches down and undoes the ballgag.

"Heheh, you think you deserve to speak again do you? Then speak, slut."

He crashes his hand down hard on my ass cheek, leaving it red raw. Instead of hearing screams of protestation when he removes the gag, Thomas is greeted with loud moans of pleasure.

"I just wanted you to head how much I'm loving this, and so I could tell daddy how good he fucks his little whore." Thomas seems as surprised by these words as much as I am, but doesn't break rhythm as he smacks my ass again. I can't explain why, but this causes my to tremble with pleasure, revelling in being broken down into nothing more than his fucktoy.

"I wish I'd learned you were this much of a slut years ago." Thomas grunts, impaling me on his cock with every pump, an audible slopping noise coming from my pussy each time his balls swung against it.

"I....could...have....had...so...much...fun!!" he grunts, nearing his climax,

Each thrust makes me moan louder...

"I guess...you'll have to...make up for....lost time.....Daddy." I whimper between screams. I feel his cock start to twitch as he starts to cum, "Cum inside me daddy," I almost wail. It was taking everything I had not to wake up the kids and have them come down to a scene that would leave them scarred for life.

"Hrrrrrrrrmmmmmpppphhhhhhh." Tomas groans as he speeds up his hip movements once again, fucking the entire length of his cock into me like the cocksleeve he now saw me as, and that i was happy to be.

"FUUUUCCCKK" he groans, grabbing my hair from behind and shooting stream after stream of his cu!m inside my 22-year-old pussy. I wasn't on birth control, but at that moment I couldn't care less, I wanted every drop inside me. The spurts begin to subside as he collapses on top of me, dripping sweat onto my back.

A moment passes before he draws his softening cock out of me. As he stands up and walks away, I hear a child crying in the room above. I hear glasses clinking behind me as he says

"You should go and take care of that."

He puts a glass of tequila down beside my head before untying the rope behind my back and simply walking out of the room. A few seconds later I head the shower turn on again.

I lay on the couch, cum dripping out of my abused pussy. I lower a hand to my crotch, scooping some up and bringing it up to my lips to taste it. It was delicious. I take a gulp of tequila, before throwing on my close (minus my underwear) before stumbling up the stairs to calm the kids down, my legs hardly able to bear my own weight.

Luckily it didn't take long to get the toddlers back to sleep, and I begun to make my way back down to the living room. I can't help myself taking a peek through the bathroom door on my way past.

Thomas was spending more time standing under the water than he normally would. "What the hell have I just done?" he wonders to himself. He'd just fucked the daughter of one of his best friends - the girl who had looked after his children since they were born. And he'd treated her like a whore. He turns off the water and steps out of the shower, ashamed of himself.

Afraid of what I now think of him, he resigns to making a second apology of the night when he returns downstairs, and to pray to god that she'll keep coming back to mind his kids. He walks across the bathroom to the sink, head in his hands, not noticing me standing in the doorway.

Feeling bold after the last tequila, I stride into the bathroom, walk up behind him and wrap my arms around his chest, kissing the back of his neck.

"That was fucking amazing Daddy, I think I want to babysit here more often."

And for the second time that night, Thomas found himself at a loss for words on account of a girl more than half his age. Unsure of how he feels initially, he slowly turns around and places his lips on hers, letting go of his reservations.

"Mmmmmmm." he moans, taking stock of the moment and enjoying the words coming from his hot babysitter's mouth.

"Well then the job is yours." he cooes. He playfully slaps my ass, signalling me to go downstairs and wait for him to get dressed.

"And don't worry, I won't tell anyone about this Daddy." I say as I walk towards the door, turning around and giving him a wink.

Having a second wild idea for the night, I stop as I reach the door, unzipping my skirt again and letting it fall to my ankles, showing off my red raw ass, covered in handprints.

"So....are you sure I should wait for you downstairs?" I ask cheekily.

Thomas, unfortunately, was thoroughly drained, and chuckles,

"Yes, wait for me downstairs." He stands motionless and admires my ass as I skip out the door, before making his way to his bedroom to change, picking up my skirt and giving it a good sniff along the way.

A few minutes later he makes his way down the stairs again to find me sprawled out on the couch to the music channel once again, the distinct difference this time being that I was completely naked from the waist down, the insides of my thighs unmistakeably caked with dried-on cum.

"Lauren, I should get you home. Your dad was expecting you three hours ago."

"He'll be asleep anyway, he won't even have noticed." I roll my eyes. "But if you really want me to leave I guess I could go...." I tease, slowly lifting up my jumper to reveal my perky C-cups again.

"Yes, I think I should drop you home," Thomas insists sternly, the disappoint on my face apparently visible as he continues, "tonight is not the night I want to get in trouble with you father."

He hands me over my skirt and goes to the door to grab my jacket, holding it out for me to step into.

"Come on," he says as I slump out of the living room, taking the last mouthful of a tequila I'd taken the liberty of pouring myself along the way.

As Thomas drives me along the quiet, dark suburbs, the only light visible is the one from my phone.

"Who are you texting at this hour?" he asks playfully.

"Oh, nobody, just my friend Rachel."

L: Rachel, you'll never guess what happened.

R: Tell me x

L: Well, holy shit girl, and you were right...I was babysitting for the Benedicts...let's just say that my pussy is going to be sore tomorrow ;)

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