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Speaker 1:I really don't like babysitting, but it's easy work and gives me a little extra cash. I started babysitting for the Johnsons, who are friends of my parents, so they could all go out for adult time. I thought it was just going to be a normal sitter job that I tolerated to get paid Until I met Mr Johnson. I had only met his wife before. I wanted him from the second I was introduced. There was something so masculine and alluring about him. He had dark hair with gray sprinkled throughout it that made him extremely attractive. His smell and even his touch when he shook my hand exuded masculinity. I felt breathless when he was near. He was near the first few times I babysat. Nothing happened. We weren't alone, so nothing could have happened. I also would him looking at me lustfully a few times when his wife wasn't in the room. I daydreamed about him coming on to me, about him passionately taking me, passionately taking me. I wondered what would he think if he knew I touched myself while thinking of him.
Speaker 1:Tonight I went over to watch the kids. Miss Johnson was heading out with a suitcase in hand. She excitedly explained she was going on a girls-only trip. Mr Johnson would be going out with his friends for a few drinks and would be back to relieve me sometime that evening. He had already left. When I got there I had butterflies in my stomach as Miss Johnson rolled her suitcase out the door. I had never been alone with Mr Johnson and I couldn't wait for the time he came home.
Speaker 1:The night dragged on, the kids were a terror to put to sleep. They finally crashed out about 30 minutes before their dad came home. I had just finished straightening up and had sat down to watch some TV when I heard the lock on the front door turning. He was finally home. My heart was beating incredibly fast as I heard the door swing open. I was surprised when he stumbled through. He obviously had way too much to drink. He was in a happy mood. I had never seen him like this. He stopped when he saw me sitting on the couch watching him. His surprise let me know he had forgotten I would be there.
Speaker 1:He stumbled into the kitchen to pour himself a drink. He turned to me and smiled Would you like a drink? He asked. I was a little surprised he would be offering me a drink, but I accepted. I was so nervous, being alone with him I needed the alcohol to calm my nerves.
Speaker 1:He poured himself a glass of liquor and white wine for me. I bit my lip to keep it from trembling. As he brought me the glass of wine, I didn't realize how sexy my nervous habit of biting my lower lip made me. I slowly sipped the wine. It was sweet and made me feel warm all over inside. It only took a few sips for me to start feeling it. It didn't just calm me, it made me feel bold and sexy. That's not all I started to feel as I watched him sipping his drink.
Speaker 1:My body was responding to his presence. I had never felt such a strong need inside of me. It was a need for sexual release. The only one that could satisfy me was the man across the room from me. He was watching me. A rush of excitement cursed through my body. I felt my face become flushed and I knew it showed. He gave me a boyish grin and I edged a bit closer.
Speaker 1:So, uh, how long will Miss Johnson be out of town? I nervously asked, wanting to fill the silence. She won't be back for at least a week, maybe two. He replied Won't you get lonely? I asked. I knew what I was doing. I was giving him the opening to flirt, him the opening to flirt, not with you here, I won't, he said and winked at me. My heart skipped a beat. I've dreamt of this many times.
Speaker 1:While I pleasured myself, my dream of being ravished by him was within reach. I inched closer while taking another sip of wine. What things could we do to keep you entertained? I asked with a seductive smile. I could tell his mind was going over salacious scenarios. Instead of giving me a straight answer, he put the ball back in my court. Why don't you tell me what you had in mind? He looked at me with a devilish grin. I had to think about the right way to say it. Should I come right out and say I want you to ravish me, or should I be coy about it? I went with the latter.
Speaker 1:Well, mr Johnson, while Miss Johnson is away. How will you satisfy your desires, I asked? I bit my lip and looked down. I was so anxious for his response. Are you offering to assist in that department? He responded after a minute. I think he enjoyed watching me squirm, if you'd like. I answered in almost a whisper. My heart was beating so fast. I was sure he could hear it across the room.
Speaker 1:Nervously, I took a big swig of my wine, emptying the glass. Finally I got the nerve to look up. He was staring across at me with the sexiest grin. Suddenly my stomach felt like there were hundreds of butterflies flying around. A hot rush of heat radiated down my stomach, settling between my legs. I sat my wine glass down on the counter. I was afraid my trembling hands would either spill or drop it. I couldn't believe I was going to go for it, but I wanted him so bad. My blood was boiling and I was pulsing with need. I walked over to him where I took his glass and set it down with a clink, with every nerve of mine standing on end. I took his hand. I boldly walked him to the bedroom he shared with his wife.
Speaker 1:I probably should have shown Miss Johnson a bit more respect than taking her husband to her bed to fuck him. That was a big part of the excitement, though. That was a big part of the excitement though I knew after today he would lay in bed with his wife, remembering fucking me right where she lay. I was acting more confident than I felt I thought. If I acted like a shy little schoolgirl he might not give me what I've been dreaming of. We walked into their room. He closed the door behind us.
Speaker 1:My nervousness was replaced with excitement for what was to come. I motioned for him to have a seat on the bed. I wanted to give him a show to get him even more excited. He sat back to eagerly watch as I took my time taking off my clothes. I slowly pulled my top off, then my bottoms. I stood there for a few seconds in my bra and panties to let him get a good look at this young body. He was about to ravish, was about to ravish. I saw his excitement through the bulge in his pants and I could tell he had a big, juicy cock. My panties were becoming soaked with my juices. I slowly and teasingly unstrap my bra. I took down one strap and then the other, making sure my breast stayed covered until I dropped my hand. There was a sharp intake of breath as he saw my perky, round breasts bounce free. I turned around to give him a view of my firm, round ass as I lowered my panties to the floor, bending over to step out of them.
Speaker 1:By the time I stood back up, he was up and across the room, grabbing me and lifting me through the air to deposit me on the bed. Unlike me, he ripped his clothes off as fast as he could. I moaned when I saw his thick, long, hard cock. I couldn't wait for him to stretch me with it. He didn't get on the bed. Instead, he grabbed my legs and pulled me over to the edge. Seconds later he was on his knees, lapping my pussy like a hungry dog. He ate me so good, my hips bucked as his mouth landed on my clit, sucking and sending me over the edge. I grabbed fists full of his hair. As the waves of ecstasy washed over me, he slid a finger inside.
Speaker 1:When I hit my peak In a rush of heat, my juices ran out of me, soaking. The bed spread beneath me. The feeling was so intense. What a tight, tasty little hole you have. He said while sucking up my juices as I started to come down, he stood and slammed his rock hard cock into me. I was so wet. It slid right in. I felt my pussy stretch and grip his big cock. Waves came crashing back with intensity. I gripped his arms with my fingertips, making sure I didn't leave any marks on his skin. He stroked my pussy with his enormous cock until my moan subsided.
Speaker 1:He pulled his cock out and pulled me off the bed to kneel in front of him. His cock was dripping with my juices. I slid it in my mouth where I sucked and licked every bit of my juices off his cock and balls. I lifted his balls to run my tongue over that sensitive skin right behind them. His moans told me he loved what I was doing.
Speaker 1:I had a feeling his wife didn't do the dirty sex things that I enjoyed doing. I ran my tongue back up his shaft and purposely gagged myself on him. He pulled me up and turned me around. He bent me over so he could slide his rock-hard cock back inside my tight hole back inside my tight hole. I moaned into the bed as he pushed every inch of it in me then slowly withdrew it. He smacked my ass with his cock a couple times before thrusting it back in, times before thrusting it back in. I clawed at the bed as he stroked the inside of me. I felt so stretched that I worried he was going to split me.
Speaker 1:Mr Johnson pulled out again and flipped me over. He pulled my ass off the side of the bed and he spread my legs wide. I loved this position. It felt amazing. It also allowed him to watch my breasts bounce with every thrust and see my pussy stretched over him. While thrusting his cock in me, he reached down to enclose my neck with his big, strong hands. Strong hands. He applied enough pressure for me to feel it and drive my body wild. I loved being dominated.
Speaker 1:The second, his hand closed over my throat. I came instantly, instantly and with incredible intensity. Yes, baby, come for daddy, you're such a good girl. Yes, daddy, oh god, daddy, it's so good. I cried out. In response. My cries became louder and louder as his thrust became even harder inside me. He slammed into the back of my wall. I felt every nerve inside my pussy being pleasured.
Speaker 1:He pounded harder and harder while I was trying to cover my cries with my hand. Open your eyes and look at me while I cum in your young, tight little pussy. He commanded yes, daddy. I replied and opened my eyes to look into his. All I could do was hold on as he pounded my tight pussy do was hold on as he pounded my tight pussy. He gave one last hard thrust. His cock swelled, stretching my little pussy further before exploding inside me. It was so warm and delicious. My legs gripped his waist. My body was making sure I got every drop of his cum inside me. He pulled out slowly. As soon as his cock slid out, his cum ran out of my swollen pussy and down into the bed. Good thing Miss Johnson wouldn't be home for a while so the blankets could be washed. I was also hoping we'd do this a few more times before she came back.
Speaker 1:He didn't let me get up right away. Instead he grabbed his phone and told me to stay still for a second. I heard the click of the camera as he took pics of my stretched and dripping pussy. He spread my pussy with his fingers as he moved the camera to get a close-up. That started to turn me on again. But we didn't have time to go a second time. I needed to get home before my parents started to worry.
Speaker 1:Before I left, mr Johnson told me to come back tomorrow night. The kids would be going to their grandparents for the night and he planned on ravishing my body all night long. He paid me quite a bit more than what I was due. He paid me quite a bit more than what I was due. He walked me to the door and said goodbye, like normal, so none of their neighbors could see anything inappropriate. I was in shock on my way home and played every second over and over in my head. I couldn't wait until tomorrow. I wanted more. Well, thank you for listening to Poison Ivy's Tales of Erotica and please join me next week for a new exciting story.