by Hunt, Lexi
Olivia could sense the heat growing in her own pussy and decided it needed some attention. She pushed Vanessa up and grinned at her husband’s protests as the mouth moved away from his cock. He stopped complaining when his wife spoke. “You can have pussy now,” she said. “It’s my turn with her mouth.” Steve quickly grabbed Vanessa and moved her into position on all fours over his wife. Olivia lifted her hips to drag her skirt up and her panties down and suddenly the teen girl was looking down at naked pussy. She ducked down to kiss it and the older woman moaned as the rush of heat in her pussy sent a shudder through her body. She pushed her hips up as she felt the touch slide along her pussy lips and the tongue opened her up. Vanessa suddenly tasted pussy instead of cock and lapped at the sticky juice. It brought out moans from Olivia who could feel the arousal in her body climbing higher as the push towards a climax gained momentum.
Steve contented himself with watching the lesbian action unfolding before him at first, but finally decided to join in again. As Vanessa continued to lick pussy he dropped to his knees behind her to push the short skirt up the back of her thighs and peel the panties from her butt. When he pulled the ass cheeks apart he bent down to get a closer look at the tiny puckered hole and couldn’t resist licking a touch over it. His desire exploded and he pushed more forcefully on the hole to try and get his tongue inside. The breath spluttered from him as the asshole opened up a little and his tongue caressed a touch on the silky inner skin. He suddenly wanted more and straightened up so that he could move forward and touch his cock on the smooth skin of teen ass. He groaned at the thrill of it and forced his erection into the soft butt crease. As he pushed forward it forced the teen girl’s mouth onto his wife’s pussy and he heard her groan.
Pleasure seemed to flood every nerve ending in Olivia’s body and she pushed against the touch of the mouth. Sliding her hand to the top of her pussy lips the older woman touched on her clit and it sent her reeling. The desperation for an orgasm suddenly took hold and she stroked on her clit harder and urged Vanessa to lick her out. Steve heard the excitement of his wife and worked his cock to the teen girl’s slick pussy opening. He teased the tip of his shaft around the soft skin and then pushed forward strongly to bury himself in the wet hole. He started to thrust eagerly at teen pussy and the sensation of Vanessa’s mouth pushing hard on her pussy finally tipped Olivia over the edge. Her body froze in a moment of bliss as the orgasm took hold and suddenly she was writhing around on the floor as the waves of pleasure rocked her body.
Steve heard the gasps and squeals of his wife and gripped the teen girl’s hips so that he could pull himself onto her. His cock slammed inside pussy in a frenzy as the excitement of the moment overtook him. He wanted the sensation of his cum flooding a teen girl’s tight pussy and frantically worked himself towards it. His midriff slapped against Vanessa’s ass again and again as he fucked her like a slut until he could feel the pressure in his balls growing out of control. He rocked his head back as the climax came to life and his body shuddered as a hot flood of cum rushed from his cock. His body convulsed time and time again as he lost his load. The strong streams of thick cum faded though as his balls completely emptied and there was nothing left to give. The teen girl shuddered as she remained sandwiched between the couple as they calmed down. She thought it was over, but they finally grabbed her and pushed her down on her back. They looked to see the cum sliding down her thighs and suddenly their hands were playing with it.
Vanessa groaned as a touch pushed inside her cum-soaked pussy and the couple worked together to finger fuck her. It was the dirtiest experience of her life and she was swept into a passionate frenzy as her pussy was set alight. The orgasm burst into life in a matter of minutes and she arched up from the floor as her muscles tightened. She wasn’t sure just how many fingers she was taking, but as her pussy closed around them it took her breath away. The sound of her moans filled the room and didn’t die down until the peak of the climax passed and the afterglow of sex settled in her veins. She was gasping heavily as she came down from the high and groaned as the fingers pulled out.
“Here’s hoping our cute little babysitter steals money from us next week,” teased Olivia.
“No more stealing,” gasped Vanessa.
“Oh…,” went on the older woman. “Does that mean no more sex?”
Vanessa giggled. “I never said that.”
The couple laughed. “Roll on next babysitting night,” said Steve. “I’m looking forward to it already.”
The Babysitter’s Wet Panties
SYNOPSIS:
When his babysitter arrives late and sweaty after volleyball practice an older man lets her take a shower. He gets excited when he sees her putting her dirty clothes in her sports bag and can’t get the idea of her wet panties out of his mind. When he arrives home later on the girl is asleep. The man can’t resist going through her bag to touch the wet panties, but gets caught doing it. Thinking he is in trouble he apologizes, only to find that the girl is turned on and wants to watch him using them. The sight of her panties wrapped around his erection makes her want more and she lets her employer strip her clothes off so that he can use her as his babysitter slut.
Connie stood in front of Mr. Patterson’s door and tried to calm her breathing. The rush to get to her babysitting job after volleyball practice was frantic and she looked at her watch to see she was more than fifteen minutes late. Shit, she thought and wiped the straggles of wet hair back from her forehead. After one last deep breath the eighteen year old girl knocked on the door. It opened almost immediately and she saw the surprised look on her employer’s face.
“Umm…, sorry I’m late,” she started and looked down as she saw the direction of Mr. Patterson’s gaze. Her white volleyball top stuck to her skin and the tight shorts were wet with sweat. “Yeah, sorry about the appearance too,” she went on. “Volleyball practice went on longer than I thought and I didn’t get a chance to have a shower then needed to run to get here.”
“You better come in,” Mr. Patterson said and stood aside to let the teen girl step inside the hallway. She moved to opposite the lounge door and dropped her bag before turning back.
“Would it be OK if I had a quick shower?” she asked. “I don’t really want to spend the evening babysitting your son like this.”
“Yeah, sure,” he answered. “Sam is up in his bedroom so I can do a final check on him when I take you up.”
“Great,” the teen girl said and dropped to her knees to open her bag. Mr. Patterson couldn’t help staring at the way the tight shorts clung to Connie’s ass cheeks as she leaned forward to search for a towel and change of clothes, but he pulled his gaze away as she found what she needed and stood.
“Just go on ahead,” the older man said as he pointed towards the stairs. Connie turned and walked towards them and his gaze dropped to her butt again. As the teen girl walked up the stairs he caught up to get a closer look at the cute ass and found himself getting a little turned on at the way she filled her shorts. When they reached the top of the stairs he quickly raised his eyes as Connie turned.
“Which door?” she asked.
“My bedroom is the second door on the left,” her employer answered. “You can use the shower in the attached bathroom.” Connie turned to move along to the door and opened it to walk inside the room. Mr. Patterson followed her and pointed out the door to the bathroom.
“There is shower cream and soap in there,” he said. “Just help yourself.”
“Thanks,” the teen girl replied. She dropped her change of clothes on the bed and then moved over to the bathroom door. Mr. Patterson watched, but then turned to go and check on his son. He closed the door and moved along to Sam’s bedroom.
“Connie is here,” he started when he looked inside.
“OK,” the young boy said, but his eyes didn’t leave the book he was reading.
“You be good for her, you hear,” Mr. Patterson went on.
“Sure,” Sam replied, but kept readin
g his book. Mr. Patterson closed the door of his son’s room and moved back along the hallway. When he passed his door the thought of a naked teen girl in his shower popped in his head. A flush of heat passed through his body, but he tried to shrug it off as he went back downstairs. He waited in the hallway for his babysitter and saw that she was wearing a short skirt and t-shirt when she came down. When she knelt down at her bag to put her dirty clothes away he caught a glimpse of her wet panties and a slight shiver ran along his spine. Fuck, he thought and wondered what it would be like to stroke his fingers on a teenage girl’s wet panties. He tried to clear the image from his mind as he spoke.
“I need to get going,” he said. “Sam is in his bedroom enthralled in reading a book so shouldn’t give you any problems. Just make sure he eats something and is in bed by nine. I should be back around ten I think.”
“Sure,” the teen girl said. “Don’t worry. I’ll have everything under control here. Just go and enjoy yourself.”
“Thanks,” the older man said as he moved to the front door. He looked back to see Connie stepping in the lounge and his gaze dropped to her bag. The idea of the wet panties inside was a turn on and as the rest of his evening progressed Mr. Patterson found it was a thought that he couldn’t shake off. When he finally returned home it was fifteen minutes after ten. He half expected the teen girl to be waiting for him in the hallway, but as he let himself in, the house was silent. He closed the door quietly and moved along the hallway. The lounge door was ajar and he looked in to see that his babysitter was lying on the sofa with her eyes shut. He turned his gaze to the bag and the idea popped in his head. Mr. Patterson hesitated for only a second before reaching for the lounge door and pulling it until it was almost closed. He turned to move to the bag and then bent down. The sound of the zipper opening sounded loud to him and he pulled it slowly. When it was open sufficiently to let him look inside he pulled the sides of the bag apart and put his hand in. He immediately saw the panties and felt that they were still wet when he touched on them. A rush of excitement coursed through him as he pulled them out and stroked his fingertips on the silky material.
Mr. Patterson’s erection sprung to attention almost immediately and his desire grew as he lifted the panties to his face and breathed in. The smell of sweat assailed his nostrils, but he was sure there was a hint of teen pussy too. He closed his eyes to breathe in the scent and felt the throbbing of his cock. The sound of the voice shocked him out of what he was doing.
“Having fun?” asked Connie.
Mr. Patterson stood up and spun around in an instant to see the teen girl standing at the lounge door watching him. “I was…, I was…,” he stammered.
“…sniffing my panties by the looks of it,” the teen girl finished.
“No…,” he protested, but saw Connie’s gaze drop to the front of his pants. There was no hiding the erection as the material bulged out. The teen girl held out her hand and there was little he could do but give her the panties.
“That’s fucking perverted,” she said.
“Shit, I’m sorry,” he answered. “I got turned on when I saw them earlier and couldn’t stop myself when I saw you sleeping.”
‘So what were you going to do with them?” the teen girl asked. The tremor of excitement showed in her voice and Mr. Patterson narrowed his eyes as he looked at her. He was unsure of what to say though and remained silent. “If you tell me I might…,” Connie went on, but left the sentence unfinished.
“Might what?” her employer asked.
“I might…” She hesitated again, but then went on. “…let you do it.”
The surge of exhilaration brought out a shudder in Mr. Patterson, but he was still unsure. “Are you being serious?” he asked. The teen girl met his gaze and nodded. “Well…,” he went on. “I’ve kind of been thinking all night about what the silky material would feel like if I stroked it on myself.”
Connie’s sharp intake of breath was a giveaway that she was thrilled by the words. She held out the panties to her employer and he could see the tremble in her hand. “You can do it if I get to watch,” she said.
Mr. Patterson was quick to take the panties and followed the teen girl as she hurried back inside the lounge. He closed the door quietly and when he turned saw her walking to the sofa and sitting down. He quickly moved across the room to stand over her and shuddered as she lifted a hand and pressed her palm against the bulge.
“My panties sure get you hard,” she said and looked up to meet his gaze. The touch was nice, but the thought of wrapping the panties around his cock was uppermost in his mind and he knocked the hand away as he dragged the zipper of his pants down. He was about to put his hand inside when Connie spoke again. “Take them off,” she urged.
Mr. Patterson released the belt buckle and button holding his pants up and let them slide down his legs. The teen girl gripped the bottom of his boxer shorts and pulled. She giggled as the waistband caught the head of the cock and dragged it down. The laughter stopped when the erection sprung free and stood to attention. “Fuck,” the teen girl murmured quietly as her eyes locked on the cock. Her employer wasted no time in raising his hand and touching the soft panties on his erection. The breath rushed from him at the sensation and he threw his head back and shuddered. He wrapped the panties all the way around his cock and stroked them up and down the erect length. His shudders grew stronger as his body responded to the pleasure of the touch. He heard the teen girl say fuck again and finally looked down to see her watching his actions. The excited look on his face was a massive turn on and he wondered if he could get more.
“You do it,” he said and waited to see what happened. Mr. Patterson held his breath as the teen girl stretched out her hand and pushed his out of the way. Her fingers circled his erection and trapped the soft material against it and he could hear her heavy gasps of breath as she stroked her panties on him. He reached down to grab a breast and when the teen girl didn’t protest squeezed his fingers around it. Connie’s fingers flashed faster along the stiff length as the exhilaration of stroking her panties onto an older man’s cock took hold. Her breathing got ragged as the thrill of what she was doing coursed through her veins. Mr. Patterson slid his hand up to the back of her neck and again there was no protest. He pulled her forward and watched as the soft mouth came in contact with the tip of his cock. His moan sounded around the room as the teen girl kissed his erection then parted her lips to let her mouth slide down on the hardness. Connie stroked the panties in her hand down to the balls and caressed the soft material around them. It left the shaft clear for her to bob her head up and down so that her lips stroked along it.
Mr. Patterson felt his muscles tense as the thrill of a teen girl blowjob gripped him. He placed his hand on Connie’s head as her movements sped up and she started to work her mouth up and down a little faster. The slurping sound of her mouth on wet cock was bringing out an excitement in the older man that he couldn’t hold back. Again he wondered if he could get more and finally moved away so that his cock pulled out the soft mouth. He pushed the teen girl back on the sofa and then dropped to his knees. His hands caressed onto the naked thighs and Connie gasped as she was pulled forward so that her ass was right at the edge of the seat.
“Lift your butt,” Mr. Patterson said and grinned as the teen girl did it straight away. He slid his hands higher and caught the hem of the short skirt to push it up around her waist. When she dropped back to the sofa his head was between her thighs in an instant. The sight of the wet stain on Connie’s panties stoked his desire and he slid a gentle touch on it. The teen girl wriggled around as the heat between her thighs grew. The outline of her pussy lips was clearly visible through the wet panties and Mr. Patterson stroked a touch along it, first with his fingers and then with his tongue. He moaned as the taste of teen pussy flooded his mouth and wanted more. He urged Connie to lift her ass from the seat again and when she did, gripped the panties to pull them down and off. Naked pussy came into view and the teen girl w
riggled around. Mr. Patterson kissed on the wet skin and pushed Connie’s legs wider apart. His mouth caressed a touch along the pink slit and he heard the loud gasp when he flicked out his tongue to lick at clit. He quickly brought his hands up and pulled the pussy open to completely expose the erect bud and licked more firmly against it.
The pleasure rolled through Connie and she closed her eyes and forced her head back against the sofa. Lifting her hips she pushed herself harder against the eager tongue and couldn’t stop the gasps as it licked onto her. Mr. Patterson finally moved lower again and kissed onto the slick opening. His tongue darted inside the wet hole and Connie jolted up from the seat. Her chest was heaving as the tongue pushed in deeper and lapped at the wetness on her pussy walls. The arousal it brought out drove her towards a climax and she felt the desperation for it starting to overwhelm her. Mr. Patterson kept his tongue working around inside as the teen girl writhed, but then licked back to clit and brought his hand to the wet opening. He held a couple of fingers stiff and teased a touch on the wet skin. The sound of the sharp intake of breath came to his ears as he fucked the fingers inside and the moans that followed turned him on even more. His tongue licked furiously over clit as he finger fucked wet pussy faster until the teen girl was close to ecstasy. He didn’t let up his onslaught on her pussy and clit as she started to cry out that she was going to cum. It encouraged him to work harder and the teen girl’s moans got louder until they suddenly stopped as her body tensed on the brink of a climax. When the pleasure of the orgasm crashed down on her she writhed around like crazy. Her pussy muscles gripped around the penetration and Mr. Patterson pushed his fingers in deep. His tongue still worked a touch onto clit as he lifted Connie to the height of her ecstasy and felt her shudder as the orgasm peaked and faded.