When I opened my eyes I was staring directly at her lacy white panties, which were bare inches from my face. I pulled my cock from her throat into her mouth and leaned to one side, feeling the abused teen panting for breath underneath me, so I could push her panties down with one hand.
In one swift motion her panties were around her knees and I had front row seats for a close up observation of one of the most beautiful pussies I’d ever laid eyes on. Tamara’s slit was devoid of any hair, its perfection unconcealed. Delicate folds of skin curved inwards to a pink slit that looked slightly moist already, with the small bump of her clit peeking out over the top.
Gently, I flicked my tongue across her sensitive button and felt a muffled moan vibrating around the head of my cock. I pulled her pussy lips wide apart and concentrated my flickering tongue on her clit, which drove her wild if the ever-increasing moans were anything to judge by.
With long strokes that had the head of my cock popping out into her mouth every time, I began to fuck her mouth again as I continued my unrelenting assault on her clit. Her pussy juices began to flow freely from her slit, leaking out and flooding over the crack of her ass, gradually making a wet patch on the bed.
Her moans were punctuated by deep thrusts of my shaft and began getting louder and louder between every stroke. Finally I felt the sleeping Russian shudder under me and a torrent of her natural lubricants gushed out from between her pulsating pussy lips. The moaning and licking at my cock was almost too much for me to bear and I thought I was going to cum straight down her throat.
With a reserve of willpower that I didn’t even think possible, I managed to hold myself back as the climaxing teen unknowingly almost brought forth my creamy load for her to swallow. When she settled down at last I pulled my cock out of her mouth and rolled to the side, catching my breath and feeling myself slowly recede from the brink of my own orgasm.
Tamara panted beside me, her breasts heaving beautifully due to her backwards-arched position. I had to find out what her pussy felt like squeezing my cock, I’d seen in minute detail just how wet she was, I knew she was as ready as she could possibly be in her sleep.
I adjusted the pillow to a more comfortable position for her, seeing the mess of saliva and pre-cum plastered all over her formerly pristine face, and maneuvered myself between her legs again after discarding her panties. When I slid my shaft between her sopping wet folds I felt Tamara attempt to close her legs, her brows furrowing in response to the unknown cock sliding over her clit. Thankfully she was still too dazed from the sleeping pills to coordinate any resistance, and after I had thrust my length along her pussy lips a few times I changed angles and pushed just the head into her entrance.
When I was safely embedded in the passed out au pair, I wrapped one arm around her shoulders and the other around her waist. I was about to fuck her as hard and fast as I could imagine her ever having been fucked before and I wanted a solid grip in case she struggled.
I kissed Tamara hard on her neck, intending to give her a love bite that might last a month, as I slammed my entire length into the teen girl, feeling her squirm under me. With such a firm grasp on the slender girl I was able to begin jack hammering into her with all the power I could muster, the slapping sound of my balls on her ass ringing out in her room.
“Daaaaa,” she groaned over and over again.
Her sleepy moans right in my ear spurned me on even harder and the whole world seemed to melt away, leaving nothing but me, my pounding cock and my Russian fuck doll. The whole bed shook with each vigorous thrust into her and I felt the slight wobble of her tits against my chest as I fucked her mercilessly.
It was such an incredible release, to be able to just take the pleasure I wanted from her, no slow build up, no fucking around, just rough pounding designed to get my cum into her pussy as quickly as possible. When her moans began escalating I was forewarned of the upcoming sensation of her quivering pussy squeezing at my cock, and I was so close to the edge of my own climax already that I held myself back to time it perfectly.
Tamara let out a great sigh of strained contentment and began to shudder again, I felt her youthful pussy muscles pulsate as if milking my cock and I was only too happy to go with the flow, grunting in ecstasy and driving my length into her as hard as I could one last time, sending my sperm as deep into her tunnel as possible, an absolute whitewash of her pussy.
We bucked and heaved together, my firm grip ensuring our groins were always perfectly aligned, until our respective orgasms ebbed away and the rest of the world swam back into focus. I looked at the sweaty cum-soaked mess that began the session as my pristine teenage au pair and gave her another kiss. Getting a live-in babysitter was the best decision Anna and I ever made, at that moment I was sure of it.
With extreme reluctance, I extracted my cock from the unconscious girl and stood up. I carefully draped her blankets over her so she wouldn’t get cold overnight and went to have a shower of my own before tidying up in the kitchen and going to bed.
It was about 3am when Anna joined me, waking me up to ask for details of my evening. She was surprised, to say the least, when I told her about Tamara not taking her birth control that night.
“You’re a brave man to bareback a fertile little teen like that when she’s screwed up her birth control.”
“To be honest, I didn’t really think about it… but what are the odds she’ll get pregnant?”
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Breeding My Sleeping Wife and Au Pair
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After a night of sleep fun with our new au pair, the young woman gives me the cold shoulder. Was she really that mad? When my wife Anna goes and talks to her, the fun-for-three I've always wanted is practically guaranteed. However, Tamara has a surprise for my wife. It's a surprise for me as well, and when I find the two women in my bed, I know I'm in for the greatest fun of my life...
Kinks/Sub-Genres
Sleep sex, Dubious Consent, Breeding, Threesome, Older Man, Younger Woman, Babysitter
Author’s Note
This series was written in conjunction with the talented Cassandra Zara.
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*****
Things were great around my house. A year ago, my wife Anna had given birth to our adorable son Trystan, and he filled me with joy. Seriously, every gurgle, every laugh, every wet diaper just made me want to have more. And Anna had been a champ, cleaning up his messes, taking care of him during the day, and being the best mom she could. The mystery of how she could have got pregnant had never come up since that first doctor's appointment, because as far as she knew, we always had sex with a condom on.
All except that one time she took her sleeping pill, fell asleep on the bed and I was unable to control myself.
A couple months ago my wife got a new job with a leading biotechnology firm, and our household salary doubled overnight. However, she was no longer able to take care of Trystan every day, and so we had to look for alternatives. The alternative that my wife had come up with had been perfect. I meant that in every sense of the word, Tamara was perfect.
Tamara Konstantinov
. A lovely girl from Russia, she had waltzed into our lives so easily, so perfectly, it was almost unbelievable. She was a fantastic au pair for Trystan, a great cook, and sexy as hell. With her accent like a Southern Belle, she had charmed both my wife and I as if we were under a spell. The very first time she had given me a massage, I had melted in her hands. Every muscle in my body loosened, except one that grew noticeably harder. If I didn't love my wife so much, I would have taken what I wanted right then and there.
My wife apparently didn't have the same restraint. We had always talked about going to a club and picking up another girl or a couple together. Apparently she had took that to mean that she was free to sleep with a woman, and the two had begun a relationship. That hadn't been enough for the nymphomaniac Tamara, and she had continued to mercilessly flirt with me. I had tried and tried to stay faithful to my wife, but I knew I would reach the breaking point soon.
That's when my wife broke the news. She did it in the best way possible: by giving me permission to do whatever I wanted with the young au pair. I hadn't let on that I had permission, but I began to flirt back. When my wife left the house and Trystan went to his Grandmother's for the evening, Tamara and I were worked into a frenzy. She had left me to eat my dinner and take a shower, and I had thought of nothing but that tight, teenage body bouncing on me.
When I arrived upstairs, I noticed that she had taken one of my wife's sleeping pills instead of her birth control pills. When I saw her passed out on her bed, I had almost backed out. However, I knew how bad she wanted it. Once again I was too horny to control myself, and I had fucked her hard, coming deep inside her body.
She wouldn't get pregnant from just one time, I thought. She'd resume her birth control and this would be a fantastic relationship, all three of us getting along like a family. I slept like a baby, figuring my life couldn't get any better than this.
*****
My wife arrived home the next day, very early in the morning. I left details sparse, but I figured I'd let her know in the morning. When I woke up I didn't see Tamara, but as I walked downstairs Anna was just coming in from a morning grocery store run. Anna looked more beautiful than usual, or maybe I was still euphoric from the previous night's events.
"Did you have fun last night?" she asked. I smiled and winked at her, and she knew exactly what I meant. "Where is Tamara?"
I hadn't seen her all morning. "I don't know, but I have a feeling she's still sleeping," I said with a smile.
Suddenly, Tamara walked down the stairs. I smiled broadly at her, but she didn't even make eye contact with me. Instead, she went straight to the baby. Trystan lit up as soon as he saw her, and eagerly climbed from his mommy's arms to his au pair's. She walked past me again, and again didn't make eye contact.
Surely she realized what had happened. Waking up with a pussy full of cum is supposed to be a pleasurable experience, and I knew she wanted it as badly as I had. I shrugged it off as her waking up on the wrong side of the bed and helped my wife with her bags.
*****
It got worse.
First, Tamara stopped giving us massages in the evening. Instead, she played with Trystan on the ground. I enjoyed seeing her play with my kid, and she seemed to enjoy it. Again, however, she didn't even look at me. After dinner, she tucked Trystan in, went to her own bedroom, and shut the door firmly behind her.
The house remained clean, but she never seemed to clean when I was around. She started to dress less provocatively. I missed seeing those perky teen tits bounce around my house, her firm ass in the little skirts and shorts she used to wear. I offered to help her with dinner once, but she gave me half a smile and told me no thanks.
I didn't know what to do. I must have really pissed her off, I thought. Finally, one night in bed, Anna turned to me in bed. "What happened between you and Tamara? She hasn't been the same since the night I left you two alone. She's been avoiding me and I no longer feel like you have the same sexual tension."
What could I say? That I fucked her in her sleep? She would immediately know that I had fucked her in her sleep as well and that that's how she got pregnant. She might never forgive me. I shrugged. "I don't know, she seemed into it before," I said.
"Well, I have the day off tomorrow. I'm going to talk to her. I want the old Tamara back," she said.
"Sounds good," I said as I rolled over, wondering if this would be the last night I slept in this bed.
*****
I spent the next day at work nervously biting my fingernails. It was a nasty habit, but I couldn't help myself. I was sure that my wife would find out what happened and then have a fit. I kept expecting to get a call as soon as she got the news. It was the longest day of my life.
I stopped at the bar on the way home and had a drink, being sure to tip the bartender extra. I thought that, if she did get the news, I'd be spending a lot more time here.
I walked up to the door and opened it, turning to close it...
"Hey, you're home!" The woman inside had her arms around me before I had even a chance to react, giving me a kiss on the lips. I closed my eyes and returned the kiss, running my hands up and down her sides. Her sides felt fantastic through her thin shirt, and I reached down to grab her ass. It was at the moment that I grabbed that tight ass that I noticed that I had to stoop farther than I usually do. The woman in front of me was shorter than I remembered my wife being. My eyes shot open, and I pulled back. Tamara looked sheepish as she bit her lower lip, looking as innocent as a schoolgirl.
I laughed out loud, amazed at what was happening. I checked her out as I hadn't done in days. She was wearing a lacy white shirt, jean shorts, and no bra. I marveled at how tight and perky her whole body looked in front of me. Suddenly, Anna stuck her head around the corner. "I was beginning to wonder where you were! Come on in, dinner's almost ready!"
Tamara ran back into the kitchen, helping with the last few things that had to be done. Anna was wearing a white tank top and jeans, and she looked so sexy. The two of them giggled and, just the way they were touching, I could tell they had had sex today. I smiled as I leaned against the couch, watching the two of them play.
Anna told Tamara to stir the sauce for a moment, then practically skipped up to me. I wrapped my arms around her waist, kissing her fiercely. She leaned up and whispered in my ear, "I dropped Trystan off at your mom's house earlier."
I felt a momentary sense of shame at forgetting all about him, but I quickly lost that when I thought of how good tonight was going to be with these two women. I leaned in further, kissing deeply. I began to lift her shirt up, but she slapped my hands down. "Dinner's almost ready! You'll get some soon enough," she said coyly. I let go, knowing it was true.
"Have a seat you two," Tamara called from the kitchen. I sat down, eager to eat. I knew my anticipation would be building throughout the entire meal. Tamara brought over two wine glasses, already full, before grabbing one for herself. She held her wine glass in the air. "To remembering." Anna clinked glasses with her, probably not realizing what the girl meant. She didn't remember last time, and wanted to remember this time, I thought. The three of us took a drink.
Dinner was fun. The two women sat across from me, giggling and touching each other as they told each other old stories. One or the other of them were playing footsie with me at all times, sometimes both. As the two touched, I could feel the sexual tension between them, and when they paused to make eye contact, they always broke it to look at me. I couldn't wait until we made it to the bedroom.
As we chatted, we finished the first bottle of wine and Tamara opened a second. We were all laughing hard, and by now I had moved next to Anna. A few times I broke from a story that I was telling to kiss Anna, and Tamara watched hungrily. Suddenly, after I had kissed Anna, Tamara leaned over and began to kiss her. My erection immediately got even harder as I watched the two lock lips, their tongues swirling against each other.
As soon as they broke from the kiss, Anna yawned. "I'm getting sleepy," she said. "I thin
k it's time we head to bed."
I thought it must have been a fake yawn but I agreed immediately. Anna left the table immediately, and Tamara grabbed my arm. "Help me clean up," she said. I smiled and began to grab some dishes.
"I'm glad you're not mad at me," I said.
She shrugged her shoulders. "I was furious when I woke up and found the mess you left. I'm a very tidy person, you know." I laughed but she cut me off. "I'm serious. I considered calling the au pair agency and telling them what had happened. Really, if not for how attached I am to Trystan, I definitely would have. I was still mad at you but... What's the phrase? Forgive and forget."
As I set the dishes in the sink, I turned towards her. "I'm glad you feel that way," I said, leaning in to kiss her.
She pulled away. "I didn't tell your wife because that would mean the end of this job, but when she came to me today like nothing was wrong, I knew that you had told her that we had sex. Like nothing you had done was wrong. So I know you won't think what I did tonight was wrong either."
I raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean? What did you do tonight?"
She reached behind the sink, grabbing a small bottle. She shook it, and I could hear a single pill rattle around inside. She opened the lid, dumped the contents in her hand, and put it in her mouth. She swallowed, then smiled.
"What was that?" I asked.
"The same drug that I took the other night instead of my birth control," she said, matter-of-factly. She smiled at me, a conspiratorial smile. "I do love your little boy so much. Let's go check out how your wife is doing."
I followed her, unsure if I should be scared that she was about to tell her or what her reaction would be. We walked into my room, and Anna was there on the bed. Her eyes were closed.
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