by Vallen Green
“Do I look like I’m kidding?” He said, looking at me with a smirk I so wanted to kiss off.
I smiled sweetly at him. “I’m not going to do that.”
With that, I leaned back on the couch once more, breasts exposed and parted my legs. I’d please myself a thousand times than to beg for this idiot to take me. I thought. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. I hate it when men toy with me. I rested my head and imagined I was as light as air. I rubbed my thighs again to warm me all up, gently at first and slowly increasing the pace and the intensity. I began to sigh as my body relaxed again. My hand went up to my bikini bottoms and I slowly untied the strings. In seconds, my freshly waxed pussy is exposed. My hand was instantly wet.
Using the tips of my fingers, I rubbed slowly, making lazy circles. I gently rubbed my clit as well and moaned as I hit my most sensitive spots. Even with my eyes closed, I could feel Arthur staring at me. I don’t care though. I imagined the way my boyfriend touches me---rough yet sensual and I felt my pussy respond by releasing more juice. It felt so good now. As I get ready to insert my middle finger inside me, I felt Arthur in front of me, pulling my hand away.
I felt hot air being blown on my cunt. Suddenly, Arthur’s tongue was down there, licking me like ice cream. “God that feels great!” I moaned even more as he kissed sucked my clit and pushed it with his tongue. His hands pinched my nipples as his mouth feasted on me. I felt so aroused then that I wanted to scream and actually beg for more. I rubbed my pussy shamelessly onto his face, loving the way his nose played with my clit. “Oh Arthur, I want you. I want you so badly!”
He licked me again and again until I was not able to hold it any longer. I came---my juices dripping on his couch. He licked me and the couch too. What a naughty bastard!
I wrapped my legs behind his neck for more. He took the hint and tongue fucked me again. My orgasms from oral sex are furiously strong. I simply can’t get enough of them. He licked me, slower this time yet more intensely. In a minute, I came again, even stronger than before.
I undid his pants quickly and touched his manly bulge. It was enticing and big. I held it and played with it with my hands. He groaned and his breath quickened. I squeezed it gently, drawn to its silky smoothness. He pushed me on the giant couch and I obliged. I was all aroused and still wet from my orgasms. Still, I want more.
I spread my legs and opened up my arms to welcome him. He entered me slowly but surely and moved his hips to fit his dick entirely. He moved in and out of me and I moved my hips as well to meet all his thrusts. He went faster and faster, pulling his cock completely out of me and then plunging deeply. It was so delicious. He shifted position so that my legs rested on his shoulders. Swirling his cock around the opening of my pussy, I moaned and moaned and pulled him to me all over again. He moved in and out of me faster and faster until both of us were almost out of breath. “Tania, I’m coming!”
I pulled him out and quickly shove his dick in my mouth, hoping I make it on time. Thankfully, I did. He spilled his contents inside me and I swallowed it all.
We both were able to come back to the other villa without any incident that night. Everyone was already asleep. I was still able to swim for a few minutes before I went to bed, with a gorgeous smile on my face.
The breakfast the following morning was simply delish. Arthur’s wife prepared some mashed yams, strawberry pancakes, chicken burgers, fresh fruit salad, French toasts, and sausage platters. There was also plenty of brewed coffee, farm fresh milk, and eggs.
We all ate with gusto as the food is simply fantastic. France and Arthur’s wife suddenly became the best of pals. They ate beside each other, and surprisingly, France seems to like her a lot. When you look at them, you’d think that they are a mommy and daughter pair.
Tom, Arthur and I bonded together in a highly competitive game of Monopoly. Both of them are great, and after one trial round, it became like a real battle of money making skills. I was pretty good at the game myself and from what I can see, the two thinks of me as a worthy opponent.
Mrs. Jigs and Arthur’s wife decided to spend the day touring and pampering them selves at the spa. Anne, who wanted for France to see the zoo and the National Park decided to give me a break and be the nanny of the day.
The three of us got so absorbed in the game that we didn’t even notice them leave. I was the big winner in the last two rounds and I spent a great minute laughing at the two men who can’t seem to do anything but scratch their heads in dismay. As for Arthur and I---we’re cool I think. There was no tension whatsoever ever since we started the day. Tom is acting normally, so I felt secure in the fact that Arthur never said a word to him---as if he has the chance.
The game got so heated up that we all agreed that whoever wins will be able to make the other two do anything he or she asks. I’ve been playing Monopoly right from the cradle so I agreed to the rule without any hesitation. Tom and Arthur nodded as if they are ready for anything. The game went. I had a great start, beating them on their own game. But after my legendary winning streak, I started to run out of luck. It was Tom who won the most important round. Damn, I was so close!
We all looked at each other like silly kids. I sagged on my chair and tucked my legs under me. Arthur and I looked at Tom expectantly, waiting for the consequence of us losing. I was thinking he’d make me eat the yams---which I hated. As for Arthur, I figured Tom would ask him to wear his wife’s clothes. What he said next was the last thing on my mind. Damn him.
My task was to strip off my clothes and dance in front of Arthur. He led us to one of the rooms. I was wearing a floral sarong and a red bikini pair. Honestly, I love them too much to take them off after only an hour of wearing them.
“Wait. I think it’s unfair that I’d be stripping off my clothes and this lucky fellow will do nothing but sit and watch with you. That does not make any sense, Tom.” I argued.
“None of you has the right to argue. I won. Remember?”
I shrug. The strip part was a bit off but I can do it. I was more irked with the dance part. Aside from a few gyrating motions----I don’t really consider myself much of a dancer.
“I can’t do it.” I tried again. I tried to gather tears around my eyes and throw tantrums but none of my usual stints are working. “I really can’t guys.”
Tom laughed then. “You’re a really nice girl, Tania and I like you a lot. However, you don’t want to disappoint me Honey.”
“Let her go, Tom. Don’t you forget that Leanne is my sister.”
“I know that. I also know that you two sneak out last night to fool around, Leanne’s brother.”
I gasped then. So the bastard knew. I shook my head and closed the door. I switched on the stereo and thank my lucky stars that it was Jodeci who was singing. At least his music can hide the fact that I really cannot dance. I started to sway with the beat as I unfastened my sarong from behind my neck. If I decide to do this, it has to be good. Just to show this arrogant cocky bastard.
I walked towards Arthur, who was seated on a chair and started to gyrate my hips seductively. I was feeling a bit cold, wearing only a very skimpy bikini pair but I don’t care. I raise my hands above my head as I moved my butt only a few inches away from his face. I heard him let out a groan. Tom was at the bed, watching as well.
“Come closer, Tania. You’re a bit too far.”
I close my eyes for a second for some mental conditioning. I hate impromptu acts like this so much but it does not mean I’d be giving them a bad show. I imagine myself as a stripper, a hot young stripper and tried to let go of my natural inhibitions. I know that my bikini is covering me in all the right places at the moment. Damn that I have to take them all off in a bit.
I danced even more gracefully this time, although my movements are limited. I caressed Arthur’s cheeks with my butt and danced while my covered pussy faced him.
I looked at Tom for more directions and he signalled me to come to him. “I want a lap dance.”
I came wal
ked towards him and sat on his lap and ground my hips against his manhood. I felt his breath quicken a bit and I smiled inwardly. As I danced to Jodeci, I watched Arthur and saw that he is already hard. I was pretty aroused myself too. In desperation, I took Tom’s hands and brought them to my breasts. He let out a soft “Wow.” He massaged me slowly, and surprisingly gently----not at all rough. Even the way he held my waist was very tender. I felt myself getting wet. I whispered in his ear. “Take it off, Tom.”
His breathing became even faster as he started to untie my bikini top. I continued rubbing against him and I realize that he already is very hard as well. With Arthur watching, Tom continued to fondle my breasts. Arthur’s eyes are focused in between my legs. I followed his gaze and saw that my bikini bottoms are already wet. I spread my legs to give him a better view and winked at him. He smiled then and winked back. I removed my bikini bottom and threw it at Tom. He caught it and brought it to his nose. Tom caught my lips and kissed me as he played with my breasts. His other hand found my thighs and caressed me upwards. He reached the valley between my legs and touched it almost reverently, his huge fingers rubbing me lightly. I moaned as the friction worked to stimulate me. I moved my butt against his erection and now it was his turn to groan.
I stood up and pushed him on the bed. I went on top of him and began kissing his mouth and touching his nipple. In a flash, he was able to take his pants off. I pulled his shirt off as well to give me better access to his body.
I rubbed my breasts over his tummy and chest. It felt really good. Tom has baby smooth skin and the way it rubs against my nipples is pure bliss. I brought one nipple to my mouth and suck it, loving the noises he makes as I did do. I licked his neck as my hand played with his rod like a joystick. He must have loved that because he kept on moving his hips against my hold. I raised my butt towards Tom and I knew that he must love the view. I was right. In seconds, he was behind me already cupping my ass as I tortured Tom.
I nibbled on Tom’s earlobes as I tightened my hold on his dick. Before I knew it, Arthur carried me off the bed and sat me on one of the nearby recliners. He spread my legs and ate me down there, his tongue all excited and eager. I moaned in supreme ecstasy as he licked me, his tongue rubbing against the sensitive walls of my cunt. I bucked my hips towards his mouth as his tongue flicked my clit gently. Tom stood up and pushed Arthur away. I looked at him and realized that he is actually very handsome too---just not my type.
He lowered himself towards my cunt but he didn’t go there. He licked my thighs, slowly taking his time and arousing me even more. He planted light butterfly kisses from my knees, his tongue making light ticklish movements that turned me on. I moaned at that, grateful that this man knows that sometimes a girl needs her time. He held me towards him and he lightly sucked on my breasts as he gently caressed my back. I realized then that Tom and Arthur are two very different individuals. Whereas Arthur is rough, Tom is gentler and more thorough.
Tom went back to my cunt and licked it now again and again until I was writhing in my chair already, I raised my legs up in a V and opened my pussy with my hands to allow him to see my clit. He licked me even more and I moaned as he sucked my clit and flicked it over and over and over. His hands rubbed my thighs and it felt really, really good. Arthur watched the action and began to touch himself. I led Tom back on the bed and pushed him again. This time, I did not hesitate and started kissing his warm balls sensually. I pat my butt and signalled for Arthur to take me from behind. I lightly teased the head of Tom’s dick with the tip of my tongue, loving its length. Tom closed his eyes as I gave him the head. I slowly pushed his cock inside my mouth and used my tongue to tease it even more. I imagined it to be my favourite chocolate pop, only this is the warm version. I licked and moved it in and out of my mouth----in and out...in and out. It was delicious.
I tried to increase the pace of the head job but I was halted by the way Arthur enters his dick from behind. It was deliciously slowly, silky and sexy and I was not able to stop myself from moaning so loudly. My hips moved with him as I continued to suck Tom’s glistening manhood. He watched as Arthur fucked me. Arthur moved like one hot of a stud, gently moving in and out of me. I moaned and called out his name over and over. In seconds, I came like never before. I was not able to completely recover yet when Tom stood up and switched places with Arthur. He made me lie down on the bed and entered me the conventional way. He spread my legs apart and pushed his cock inside me, gently, gently until I got all of him in. He was thick and saucily rubbed every sensitive part there is in my cunt. This time, it was Arthur’s turn to watch as Tom fucks me. He moved himself forward and backward and I simply cannot get enough of him. The orgasm I had should have made me feel wiped out, but instead I felt like I haven’t been fucked in years. I breathe in and out and enjoyed all his thrusts. He was rubbing into me and surprisingly, my pussy cannot stop releasing its juices. The sound of his thrusting was so sexy and every inch of my pussy throbbed with delight. Arthur held my hand and licked my palm as Tom did me. I closed my eyes in anticipation of yet another orgasm. It took one swift move and I was screaming from ecstasy.
“I’m coming Tania!” Tom pulled out in time and came all over my belly. Arthur went inside the bath to get some tissues and cleaned me up. We all dressed up afterwards, and spend a good few hours laughing and swimming as if nothing happened.
Bianca Plays at Work
Bianca hurriedly made her way to the Pages’ two-story house. Her long brown hair flew behind her as she practically ran all eight blocks to her destination. She thanked her lucky stars she didn’t have any classes for the afternoon. Her English teacher, Ms. Greene, had cancelled at the last minute as she was nursing a cold and feeling under the weather. Not that Bianca was glad Ms. Greene had the cold, of course. Ms. Greene happened to be Bianca’s favorite teacher. English was Bianca’s only class every Friday afternoon, and having no English class meant she didn’t have to bring her backpack with her in her babysitting job. Bianca, sweating and breathing heavily, having no backpack with her meant she could make it to the Pages more quickly.
“Hurry up, Bianca, hurry up,” Bianca told herself as she rounded the next corner and almost sprinted the last block to the Pages. She had been babysitting Jana Pages for more than two months now. The babysitting job was something Bianca thanked for every night. She was grateful to have found a job that not only had the most amazing people around but also paid very well. No surprise, considering Jack and Erin Pages, Kathleen’s parents, owned a string of businesses all over the state, with several branches starting to operate in other states as well. Successful as they may be, the Pages were one of the most humble and down-to-earth people Bianca knew. The family invited her to events and parties, and Bianca always had a great time in them.
The Pages had another child, specifically a son. His name was Ben Pages. Like Bianca, he was also in college, although they attended different schools. With Ben away for college, Bianca never got to see the boy in person. She knew what he looked like from pictures though. Bianca had to admit Ben Pages looked, well, quite good. From what she saw, Ben was tall, although not as tall as Mr. Pages who towered at six feet and four inches. Ben had a shock of jet-black hair, something he got from his father and which offered a stunning contradiction to his crystal-clear blue eyes, a feature he got from his mother this time. His complexion was clear, and his teeth were perfect. Ben Pages looked ready to break hearts, and Bianca didn’t doubt Ben had already broken several hearts.
Bianca shook her head to clear it. She couldn’t believe she was thinking of Ben Pages while she was running late for her babysitting stint. What on earth was she thinking? Besides, Ben was technically employer. Bianca had made it a personal rule to never get any strings tangled with her employers. She had been successful in staying true to her goal so far, and she was determined to keep it that way for as long as she lived.
She finally made it to the Pages. She stood on the porch for a minute, taking deep breaths to calm her racin
g heart. She ran her fingers through her hair, which had become a sticky mess. She adjusted her clothes, ran her fingers through her hair again, and took another deep breath. She was ready. It wouldn’t do to look sloppy in front of the Pages. Sure, they were far from snooty, but Bianca wanted to continue making an excellent impression on them. She really liked the family, so successful yet still so humble, and she wanted to let them know how much she valued her job by looking neat and sharp.
Bianca rang the bell. Two seconds later, the front door swung open. Bianca looked up and found herself staring at the most crystal-clear blue eyes she had ever seen.
It was Ben Pages.
Bianca’s eyes bulged out. Ben Pages? What was he doing here? Her thoughts took a frantic turn, and she started to sweat again. Wasn’t Ben away to college? It was still months before summer break, or any kind of break, for that matter. Bianca hadn’t known Ben would be home. Also, Mr. and Mrs. Pages hadn’t said anything to her about it. Neither had Kathleen, and she was very close to her much-older brother.
Get a grip, Bianca told herself. She forced a huge smile on her lips and opened her eyes a bit wider to make herself look more friendly and open. “Hi!” she chirped. “I’m Bianca Bates, the babysitter.” She paused, not sure with what to say next.