by Vallen Green
“I’d like to fuck you in the ass,” Robert suddenly said.
Tina only looked back at him. “Be my guest,” she replied. Then she turned around so that she was now lying on her stomach.
Robert grabbed Tina’s hips and pulled her closer to him. Then he spread the cheeks of her butt apart and teased the hole a bit by pressing the tip of his penis against it.
Tina felt Robert’s dick graze her ass, and she groaned in frustration. She wanted him inside her right now. It didn’t even matter where or how. The thing was to get Robert inside her. That was all that mattered.
Robert heard Tina’s groan, and he laughed in response. “You slut!” he exclaimed, accompanying each word with a hard smack on each cheek. The slap took Tina by surprise, but it completely turned her on. She turned her head so she could meet Robert in the eye and snarled, “Get it in!”
Robert grabbed Tina’s hips again and, without warning, shoved his cock inside her ass. Pain flared and bloomed inside Tina’s anus, and she cried out loud. “That hurt!” she exclaimed.
But instead of feeling her pain, Robert appeared to be aroused by Tina’s sudden cry of pain. He grinned and jammed himself harder inside Tina’s anus, his force fueled further by Tina’s groans and cries. After a couple of thrusts, he found out he couldn’t take it anymore. He was about to burst, and burst he did. With a loud cry, he gripped Tina’s hips to hold her in place and thrust himself way deep down inside her. He gave another loud cry as he came and shot his semen inside Tina’s asshole. Tina squirmed, and Robert held her even tighter so as to not let her get away.
Tina collapsed face-down on the table, breathing harshly. Robert was panting too, but his active lifestyle kept him in great shape. His endurance was never an issue, something his wife approved immensely on their own sack sessions. His wife was equipped with an endurance and stamina that could rival his own, but Tina wasn’t his wife. There she was, sprawled on the table looking like she wouldn’t have the strength to ever stand again.
“Get up,” Robert said curtly. “This isn’t done yet. I’m not done yet.”
Tina flipped on her back. Her breasts were moving up and down in perfect timing with her breathing. Her cunt was still swollen and drenched with white fluid, some of which were beginning to dry out already. Looking at her like that got Robert’s arousal going again. He slapped Tina’s cunt.
“Ouch!” Tina exclaimed, her surprise mingled with hurt.
“I said we’re not done yet,” Robert repeated. “On your side now.”
With a whimper, Tina turned and lay on her side. Robert nodded approvingly and went to lie down right behind her. He draped an arm over her so that his hand was fondling a breast. “I’m the boss around here, Tina,” he whispered, his fingers playing an erotic song over Tina’s growing nipple. “I say what I want you to do, and you do what I say.”
Tina nodded. She was too choked up to say anything. She wasn’t afraid of Mr. Smith, not by a long shot, but she didn’t like being told what to do, especially in bed. Tina was used to calling all the shots, but the tables were turned now. She was the slave, and Robert was the master.
Robert saw her nod. “Good.” He removed his hand from her breast and placed it beneath her thigh, placing it right on her cunt. His fingers worked their magic again, three of them inside Tina now. Tina closed her eyes and whimpered in pleasure. Robert didn’t say anything; he simply went on twirling and rotating his fingers inside Tina’s flesh. The more he twirled, the more Tina became wet, and the more Tina became wet, the easier it became to move inside her. The cycle went on.
Robert removed his finger out of Tina’s organ. This time, he held her leg and raised it high, supporting its weight with his hand. Without even a word, he thrust his cock inside Tina’s still-slippery cunt. The entry was made easier by Tina’s bodily fluids, and Robert was once again reminded of how he like the snug fit of Tina on his dick.
They went on like that for quite some time: Tina on her side, grinding her hips to move along with Robert’s thrusts, Robert sliding himself deeper and deeper into the college girl’s cunt with every thrust he made, shutting his eyes and moaning with pleasure in every thrust he made, his steady hand still holding Tina’s leg up in the air.
Tina shuddered, and a split second later, Robert did the same. Their almost-synchronous orgasms exploded in a kind of symphony that both have never felt before. Tina cried out loud and shuddered again as another orgasm rocked through her sweat-drenched body. Robert pulled himself out of Tina and lay on his back, breathing heavily. Beside him, Tina panted harshly too.
The door to the kitchen suddenly swung open, and before Tina could let a word out, Mrs. Smith strode into the room. Erin Smith was no longer dressed in the formal business suit she had on early in the evening when Tina met her for the babysitting session. What she had on was a white lacy slip that revealed more than concealed. Tina’s eyes widened. Whoever said Erin Smith was hot had obviously never seen her in her naked glory. Hot was an understatement. Scorching and blazing were the words that rang closest to the goddess that was Erin Smith, and even those two words didn’t bring her beauty any justice.
I’m dead, Tina thought. She knew she would do the same if the tables were turned, if it was she who caught the babysitter with nothing on and lying on a kitchen table beside her husband.
“Darling,” Robert drawled. “You’re home.”
Erin responded by giving her husband a deep kiss. Robert kissed her back, and pretty soon, they were engaged in some heavy tongue action. Tina couldn’t believe her eyes. But what she couldn’t believe even more was that she actually felt turned on by the sight before her.
Erin broke the kiss and turned to face Tina. Blushing furiously, Tina opened her mouth to explain everything. But she was unable to get anything out, though, because Erin’s mouth was suddenly on hers. A second later, Erin’s tongue was cutting into her lips and into her mouth as well.
More of a reflex than anything else, Tina kissed Erin back. Erin sighed and ran her tongue inside Tina’s mouth. She then went on to suck Tina’s tongue, and Tina moaned.
Once again Erin broke the kiss and whispered in Tina’s ear, “Don’t ever think I’m mad at your or at Robert, Tina dear.” She kissed the tip of Tina’s ear.
In one fluid motion, Erin shed her lacy slip and stood in her birthday suit in front of Tina. Tina eyed her hungrily. Erin’s breasts weren’t too large, but they looked firm and upright. Her hips were incredible, and she didn’t have a hint of hair down there. Unable to help herself, Tina moved toward Erin and fastened her mouth on Erin’s breasts.
Tina sucked on Erin’s apple-like breasts with an intensity she didn’t know she had. Erin didn’t moan, but she gave these harsh, short breaths that gave away the fun she was having with what Tina had been doing. Tina ran her tongue over Erin’s tits, down Erin’s stomach, and into Erin’s cunt. Erin spread her legs apart to give Tina more access. Tina showed her gratitude by inserting two fingers into Erin’s crack and slowly licking on Erin’s clit.
Tina was suddenly aware of someone standing behind her. Looking up, she saw it was Robert. Robert and Erin—husband and wife, Tina found herself thinking—were sharing yet another deep and torrid kiss. The sight of the gorgeous couple passionately locking their lips made Tina moan with pleasure. She stuck her tongue inside Erin’s cunt. Erin tasted of something sweet and a faint hint of sweat. Erin’s hips made grinding motions that Tina understood for pleasure, and she increased the speed of her tongue darting in and out of Erin’s cunt. Erin groaned again, and Tina grabbed Erin’s hips this time to stop her from completely falling over.
Tina’s tongue made its dance in and out of Erin’s cunt, until Erin broke free from Robert’s lips and buckled over. Liquid gushed out of Erin’s organ, filling Tina’s mouth and spraying her face. Tina swallowed Erin’s come and shut her eyes, liking how the fluid sprayed her face. Then something was thrust inside her mouth. It was Robert’s cock. Robert, standing over Tina, was also sucking at Er
in’s breasts. Erin, in turn, was playing with Tina’s breasts the way a juggler would play with his magic balls.
Tina ran her tongue all over Robert’s penis and took in as much of him as her mouth would allow. She sucked at his dick as hard as she could, all the time perfectly aware of Erin’s hands and fingers pulling and tugging on her breasts.
Just as she was getting ready to roll her tongue around Robert’s shaft again, Robert let out a loud cry and came right in her mouth. Tina almost choked from the sudden surge of sperm, but she held it in and swallowed the liquid whole. Robert pulled himself out from her mouth, but not before he bent down and gave her a short but brief kiss right on the lips.
Almost simultaneously the three of them sank down and lay on the floor. Tina, Robert, and Erin were all soaked to the skin with sweat, breathing heavily, and had traces of come in some parts of their bodies. Tina shut her eyes, trying to keep her beating heart to a more regular rate. Never, never in a million years did she expect this to happen to her—and with the drop-dead gorgeous Smiths, her next-door neighbors, of all people.
For a moment Tina wondered how things would turn out after this was all over. Would Mr. and Mrs. Smith keep her as Connor’s babysitter? Would they talk to her in the event they run into each other in the street or at the mall? Would they even look her way should they get out from their front doors at the same time?
Tina turned her head and was surprised to find both Robert and Erin smiling widely at her. They showed nothing of the coldness and awkwardness Tina expected to take place after the whole episode. She suddenly felt embarrassed and—oh, God—so small for even thinking of such a thing about her neighbors. The Smiths were stars in their own way, but they weren’t snobbish or anything. They were cool, Tina decided. Yes, cool was the term.
“We made an excellent choice with her, didn’t we, darling?” Erin drawled, making small circles on Tina’s stomach. “Tina, dear, we knew you’d be up to this the instant we laid eyes on you.”
Tina didn’t know what to say, so she made a choice not to say anything. She only looked at their faces, still sweaty but still very beautiful.
“You didn’t know it then, but we knew you were attracted to us,” Robert spoke up. We’re not blind. We know we look good and people like us, but we know genuine attraction when we see one.” He leaned and kissed Erin’s neck.
“I don’t know what to say,” Tina said truthfully.
Erin chuckled. “Poor thing. You don’t have to say anything, dear. And frankly, I believe I know what’s on your mind.” The hand on Tina’s stomach stopped moving. “Of course you’ll keep on babysitting Connor. If you still want to, that is. We love our son, and we know how much you both love each other.”
“It would be a waste to let someone like you go,” Robert chimed in.
Erin nodded. “That’s right. I know you don’t think we’re funny and sex-starved maniacs, although that is the case sometimes. But that’s not the point. The point is that things will stay the way they are, but as I mentioned, only if you’re fine with it.” Her hand moved down until it was resting on Tina’s cunt.
Tina tensed, expecting Erin to slide in a finger into her, but Erin did nothing. The hand simply sat where it was. Tina mustered enough courage to look at Erin in the face. When their eyes met, Erin smiled and gave her a wink.
“She’s still in shock, darling,” Robert told Erin wryly.
Erin laughed. “Stop teasing Tina, Robert.” She turned to Tina. “Well, what do you say?”
“I’d like to remain as Connor’s babysitter,” Tina answered honestly. “Okay, I think you folks are hot as hell, but I genuinely like Connor. It would be a drag and it wouldn’t make any sense if I leave him now just because of this.” She gestured around them. “I admit, I was surprised, but I’m cool.” She smiled.
Erin clapped her hands. “Great! Now everything’s settled.” She turned to Robert and smiled suggestively. “Any chance you’d like to play another round?” She turned back to Tina. “You’re welcome to join us, of course.”
Tina stood up. “Thanks, but maybe next time. This is pretty heavy stuff for me to swallow.” She realized how crazy that sounded, and laughed.
Robert and Erin laughed too. “If you say so.” Then they pounced on Tina, and the three of them fell into a thrashing mess at the kitchen floor.
Wake up Ashley
Ashley is a strawberry blonde girl with flirty brown eyes. She had been working as a babysitter every summer since she entered high school. The whole experience is a lot of fun for her as there are always new people to meet and nice kids she can get acquainted with. Many of the parents she met loved her easy going nature and the fact that kids seem to really like being with her.
“Morning Ash.”, said James as she passed by her at the kitchen.
“Morning.” James is Trish’s older brother. He’s a student at the University and is here on vacation. She blushed as he greeted her. It annoys her that she can be very casual with the rest of this household but not with James. He is breathtakingly handsome and the girls in the neighbourhood are fighting for her attention. He is also very tall, and the fact that Ash is petite makes her feel vulnerable whenever he is around. She was staring and wanted to kick herself for not being able to control her reactions towards him.
“Good morning Ash. Come join us for breakfast.” That’s Mrs. Jones, the charming mother of James and Trish. Looking at her, you would marvel at how she raised her kids as a single mom. She’s a beautiful woman with a Southern accent. She’s in her late 30’s but could easily pass as twenty-ish mom. She’s a great cook and on this particular Saturday morning, the breakfast table is filled with warm bagels, croissants, Spanish omelette, sausages, and bacon. There’s also a delicious baking smell coming from the oven-----smells like yummy brownies.
Trish, her subject, is 5. She’s a mini version of Goldilocks, with curly hair like gold spun lace and blue eyes that smile all the time, except when she’s hungry. “Hi Ash. Let’s go for a swim later. Okay?”
“Sure, Trish.” The kiddo is a fantastic swimmer and more and more, the house pool seems to be a tad too small for her talents. Good thing she brought some swimsuit with her.
The breakfast is amazing. However, with James seated across from her, she was not able to swallow anything. She hated feeling this self-conscious but she can’t help it. Damn it, he’s so hot.
That afternoon, Mrs. Jones went to the groceries. She saw James watching her while she was watching T.V. He made her feel so very self conscious. She felt like spreading her legs so he can see her see through underwear. “Are you crazy?”, she thought to herself. James is the classic rake. Besides, he never showed any interest on her more than watching her closely when he thinks he is unnoticed. She focused on his hands. Ashley already felt them brushing against her skin. All of a sudden, she felt feverish. Damn.
Mrs. Jones---Miranda swept her way down the staircase leaving behind a trail of racy Gucci Rush. She’s wearing a smashing black number that reveals her dainty long legs and her slender body. She obviously prepared for a hot date and well, she looks great. She gave Trish a peck on the cheek and hugged her tight. “I’ll be back before you know it, sweetie. I’ll leave you with Ashley for a while. “Bye, mommy.” Trish said.
“Shall we go upstairs now for some stories? Or do you want to watch T.V. for a while?”
“I want to hear some new stories Ash. Plus, I want to play with my Barbies. Let’s go upstairs.” The kid took Ashley’s hand and led her upstairs. As they walked towards her room, they passed by James’ room. Ashley’s heart started to pound. She looked away.
The next couple of hours were spent telling stories to Trish. She love the Disney Princess, Jasmine is her favourite. After finishing two stories, Ash went to the kitchen to get a can of diet soda. Trish spent some quality time with her Malibu Barbie. As she bent down to grab some diet Coke, she felt a hand on her leg. “Trish, do you want some chocolate milkshake?” She asked. When there was no response,
she turned and saw James standing behind her. “I want a milkshake. I’m sorry I startled you. You have some neon ink stains on your leg. Looks like Trish played her highlighter trick again.”
She looked at her legs and so what he was talking about. There were pink and neon yellow streaks everywhere. She tried to rubbed the stains with her cold hand. “It’s not gonna work. You need to do more than that. He walked away and came back seconds later holding some tin of salve in one of his hands. He took some paper towels as well. “Look, it’s okay. Don’t bother. I get dirtied up like this all the time. It’s no big deal.” She saw his disappointed look and held put her hand. “Okay, let me have those.” James shook his head. “Let me do it. Your legs are totally stained, especially at the back. I can easily wipe everything off.”