Babysitters Erotica Collection: Over 100,000 Words of 20 Hot Sex Stories

by Vallen Green

  He closed the door and in three strides he was in front of me. “I’m quitting, Mrs. Cay.”

  I stopped looking at my monitor and looked up at him. “Quitting? But why?”

  “I have to. I really have to. I have never been so attracted to any of my female bosses before. I don’t think I’ll be able to function really well while thinking about your long legs and your lips.”

  “I, I don’t know what to say.”

  I gripped his hand and kissed his fingertips. He responded by sliding his fingers inside my mouth. He has big rugged hands----rough hands that I find irresistible. I cannot believe I am actually doing this. It’s very, very naughty.

  His other hand found the neckline of my blouse and started massaging the bit of flesh that was exposed there. As he ran his fingers near my chest, I had this sudden urge to rip off my clothes and make him suck my nipples. He touched me like an experienced man, his knuckles sending shivers down my spine.

  He caressed my neck and I surrendered to his touch, loving how eager he is to explore me. My face is only inches away from between his legs and I really, really wanted to bury my face there. I touched that area tentatively, not wanting to be too bold. I was so tensed thinking I might scare him if I go too far. I lightly moved my fingertips on his fly and to my amazement, I felt him responding to my feather light touch. “You can touch me, Mrs. Cay--if you want to.”

  I licked my bottom lip as he took my hand and led me to touch him even more. He moved my hand up and down his hardness, as if I was his girlfriend. The thought excited me more than what was safe. My touch became more and more sensual, reaching a point where I want to rip his pants off and just squeeze him like crazy.

  I used both my hands to unbutton his pants and unlock his belt, my nerves making me all giddy and excited. Just then, my phone rang. It was my husband.

  I nervously answered the call.

  Me: “Hello.”

  Hubby: “It’s raining heavily. I might stay the night.”

  Me: “Oh. Have you eaten yet?”

  Hubby: “I had a sandwich and some coffee. Will be home tomorrow morning.”

  Me: “Okay.”

  I tossed the phone on my desk and went back to business. My hands were literally shaking but I didn’t care. I was able to unzip his pants in a snap. I fondled his huge bulge which looks even more enticing now that it’s only covered with his underwear. I touched it reverently, thinking about how it would feel like inside me.

  His hand lightly massaged my nape and started pushing me against his waist. He smelled really good and in seconds, my tongue found his navel and licked him there. He smelled even more delicious up close. My hands struggled against his underwear. Just then, I was touching him with my bare hands. Matt is so thick and hmmmm----gifted. I can imagine myself being stoned by this thing all night and having no complaints. I feel like 18 again.

  I only meant to touch it, to look at it but he pushed my head gently for me to kiss him. He felt warm and hard and that did it for me. I kissed his cock, remembering the very first time I have given a head. Just having him so close to my face made me feel so aroused, I desperately needed to have a taste. I sucked his cock head eagerly, smiling inwardly because I felt so damnably wicked.

  I held his butt as I licked his cock, letting my tongue do all the work. I felt him harden even more and I slid him in and out of my mouth. He started to groan as I pushed all of him deep into my throat. I love how he feels inside my mouth---all big and thick and manly.

  I sucked on him harder, enjoying the taste of him. He pushed me even harder to him and messed with my hair. “Oh Mrs. Cay... That feels so good.”

  I slid him in and out...in and out and he went even harder. Thinking he might explode from too much stimulation, I stopped. He started removing my silk blouse and pinching my nipples through the fabric of my bra. I should have felt so exposed facing him wearing my bra, but instead I felt oh so sexy.

  Matt cupped my breasts and moulded them with his huge hands. I sighed as his thumb pressed against my nipple. He pulled my bra down and my breasts were finally set free. He kneeled down and buried his face in between them. He licked my cleavage and kneaded my tits with his hands. It was unbelievably erotic. He laid me on the floor and continued exploring my body. He unhooked my bra and went back to his lavish feasting of my breasts. He sucked my nipples, like a thirsty man desperate for a drink.

  I love my husband but in all honestly, he never made love to me like this. This man is born to be a lover. His tongue feels really good and soon, I was moaning and pleading to suck me even more. He found my skirt and he started to raise it. His hand rubbed my thighs followed by his mouth. I was still wearing my panty hose and the feel of his hand against it was unbelievable.

  He fumbled and managed to remove my skirt completely. It was the first time in many years that I faced a man wearing only my underwear, except for Roy, of course. Conflicting emotions run through my head, but desire outweighed them all. I reached out my arms for Matt and he started kissing me.

  I responded by offering my lips to him. Second after second, my restraint started to melt away. I parted my lips and his tongue invaded my mouth. Oh sweet. He was warm and all velvety inside my mouth. Our tongues mated and chased each other. He plunged deep into my throat as his hands massaged my breast seductively.

  He lay down beside me and rested his head on one hand and looked at me. He gently rolled down the annoying panty hose. One of his fingers slid inside my panty and started to explore my intimate flesh. I moaned inside his mouth when he started kissing me again as I can feel my juices being released. My pussy had become so wet from everything he’s been doing to me.

  I sighed as his finger rubbed and pinched my clit, making me feel even more excited. I rubbed myself against his hand, wanting his fingers to dig into me. He rubbed me achingly slowly, making me feel so aroused and desperate for more. I held his hand and screwed it inside me, loving the friction it is causing. I spread my legs to give him more access but still it wasn’t enough.

  At long last, Matt removed my panty. The cold air reached my pussy and I shivered but it wasn’t long before I started to feel warm again. He spread my legs wide and rubbed his palm on my pussy. I moaned, loving how his hands made me even wetter. His knuckles played with my clit, making me want to explode real hot. “I want to taste you Mrs. Cay. Will you let me?” He asked.

  How can he ask me so casually and still sound sexy? “Vicky. Call me Vicky. I thought you’d never ask.”

  With that, he dipped his head and gave my pussy a feather light kiss. My hips rise, begging him to do more. “Matt, please. Please.”

  He spread my pussy lips and fingered my clit. I moaned and moaned until he took the hint and used the tip of his tongue to make me lose all sense. I grabbed his head so he’d be able to plunge deeper. I raised my legs higher and made a huge V with them. His tongue was molten silk on my skin. It was oh so good. He started focusing on my clit, making me quiver with his slow intense strokes. As his tongue fondled my kitty lips, his fingers massaged my butt, while his thumb is massaging the opening of my vagina.

  I moaned at his deliberate stroking and felt myself releasing more juices. I tossed my head from side to side, as the tip of his tongue seemed to rub on all my sensitive spots. “Oh Matt. Please don’t stop. Don’t Stop!”

  He made slow circles with his tongue and kissed my pussy with his fat lips. The sound he was making playing with my flesh was driving me crazy, making me long for more. His tongue was merciless and hot making my thighs tense and my belly tighten. God, I am coming. Sensing that, he stopped what he was doing and removed all his clothes.

  He stood naked and my jaw dropped open. Matt is sexy as hell. I don’t know what sport he is into, but goodness, he’s a delectable man toy. He looked at me as he rubbed his cock around my belly and very near my pussy. Almost automatically, I felt myself releasing some juices. I grabbed his shoulders and ran my hands on his hard back. His tongue found my earlobes and I melted as he
licked me there and nibbled on the delicate flesh. I sighed, repeating his name over and over.

  His warm body fused with mine and as our bellies rubbed, I became all the more excited. This is it, I thought. There’s no turning back.

  I gripped his body towards me and he sucked on my breasts again, making my nipples harden into tight buds. The warmth of his mouth coupled by the texture of his tongue made all thoughts melt away in an instant. I kissed his temples and sucked on his fingertips. It doesn’t matter what part of him I was kissing, as long as I am kissing him. I broke away from his embrace and crawled on top of him and did what he did to me. I sucked on his nipples and grabbed his manhood at the same time. I wanted him so badly. I want him inside me.

  I rubbed my hairless cunt on his knees, letting all my secretions rub on his skin. The friction was amazing and soon, I was moaning with ecstasy. Matt chuckled. I pulled him on top of me, determined to feel him inside me. Just then, my phone rang again. Damn.

  “Hello.”

  “Babe, I’m on my way. What’s for dinner?”

  “Nuggets and mashed potatoes.” I said automatically.

  “I thought...”

  “Yeah I know. But I miss you. I’ll be home in 15 minutes. Don’t sleep yet.”

  I tossed the phone for the second time tonight. “Listen, Matt. You have to go. Roy will be here in a few minutes. I’m sorry.” I looked at him and his bulge.

  “It’s alright Mrs. Cay.” He started to get dressed. He came towards me and whispered. “I want you even more.”

  We quickly cleared the mess and he left. I brushed my teeth and took a short shower and get dressed. I have never been so tensed in my whole life. I went to my boys’ room to check on them. The two were sleeping like angels. Thank goodness!

  My husband arrived a few minutes later. I went to the kitchen to serve him dinner. My nerves were kicking in and I cannot stop thinking about Matt Edwards. Good thing Roy did not seem to notice anything weird.

  We lay in the bed after he showered and wrapped me in a warm embrace. My mind was whirling nonstop, thinking about what happened earlier with Matt. I should be feeling guilty but for some reasons, I was excited. I wonder what it would have been like if he was able to get inside me this evening.

  Roy stirred beside me and I faced him. I was desperate to be held and loved like before. The man was asleep. I exhaled strongly. Where was a man when you need one? I got out of bed and went to the bath to have some relaxing soak. I lighted my candles and put a few drops of wild ginger oil on the bath water. I hopped on the tub and closed my eyes for a while. Now, this is pure bliss. I stayed there until my water turned cold. I was able to get a good night sleep then and woke up with a clearer mind.

  The following morning, Roy left early for work. He was needed in the office before 8 and he left without even eating breakfast. I spent a few minutes doing some stretches and butt workouts. After that, I bathe the boys and made them stacks of yummy blueberry pancakes. I also made them some chocolate milkshake. They loved it. Just then, Matt arrived. He greeted me and the boys casually. I served him some pancakes as well and we ate as the boys went upstairs. How on earth did he manage to look even more handsome? We ate in silence for a while, enjoying the pancakes and the coffee. However, I cannot swallow easily. I am too self conscious.

  He held my hand from under the table and mouthed “You look pretty with no make up on.” I gasped, remembering that I haven’t even put some mascara on. I instantly felt naked. I feel like that without make up. I felt myself flushed. He grinned at me. “I wish I’d see you looking like this more often.” He helped me with the dishes for a few minutes and went up to check on the boys. Why did I ever schedule working at home today? There’s too much temptation that I am pretty sure I wouldn’t be productive even for a minute. I went upstairs to our room and set up my laptop and the things I’d need for the day. I can’t possibly work inside my office right now, not when everything is still very vivid in my head.

  I went inside the shower and undressed. I was pretty determined to be a good girl this time. Reese was right. There’s no point in messing with the babysitter. This is just a phase. Maybe all I really needed to do is relax and forget about the whole thing. Like most things, it will pass.

  I lathered myself well and scrubbed myself raw, like a woman repenting for her sins. The water felt good on my skin and the soap suds acted like a cloak covering my entire body. I rubbed a washcloth all over me repeatedly, making sure that I was clean all over. I rinsed myself and put on a robe. I took a tank and a denim shorts and put them on. I started reading emails and making calls. Working at home can be a bit hard since my secretary is not here but I do not mind. I love working at home anyway.

  In that instance, the bedroom door opened. I was expecting to see my kids because they love checking on me while working. Not this time. It was Matt.

  He quickly closed the door and locked it. “Where are my boys?” I asked casually.

  “Kept them busy with their puzzles and trains. Busy?”

  I shrugged my shoulders. “Not really.”

  “Am I the only one who got stuck on what happened last night or are you with me?” He asked.

  “I’m with you.” So much for being a good girl. I put away my laptop and got rid of my stuff. He sat on the bed and started playing with my tits. It was though I was lighted up. His touch made me pant and lose breath. In an instant, my lips were on his and we were kissing like crazy. His hands were suddenly all over me. I cannot believe I am allowing this right in my marital room.

  He pulled up may tank and started massaging my tits. My nipples are already hard from excitement, waiting for his touch. I sagged against the pillows as he put his mouth on them. I moaned softly as he nibbled lightly on my nipples. His mouth is the most amazing thing ever. I kept on twisting on the bed, pulling his head even closer to my breasts.

  He reached for my denim shorts and removed them quickly. He kissed every inch of skin he exposed, making me moan all the more. He started licking me on the navel and I called out his name, wanting to melt from the heat of him. Matt seemed to be enjoying torturing me this way. He placed light kisses all throughout my waist, making me shiver with delight. I was intoxicated by his hand fondling my thighs. I honestly cannot get enough of him. He reached the front of my panty and licked my pussy through it. “Oh, Matt.”

  The feel of the saliva-wet silk on my aroused flesh was incredible. His tongue was so warm and it was like being covered with warm melted chocolate. The sensation was too much to bear. I tug on his hair and moaned his name repeatedly as the tip of his tongue licked my panty.

  “Hurry, Matt. Fuck me. Fuck me now.”

  “Ssssshhh. Relax.”

  He removed my underwear and feasted on me with no barrier this time. I really cannot say anything more about his tongue, which is now exploring my womanly folds without any restriction. His tongue did some rapid brush strokes on my clit, making it throb with pleasure.

  He spread my legs wide and ate me non-stop. His mouth sucked my kitty lips and gave me the most incredible oral sex I have ever experienced. I held on to his shoulders and wrapped my legs around him. I felt him push a finger inside me and then another. He slowly moved them bit by bit, in a slow screwing motion then inserted another. I cannot believe that I was secreting even more juices.

  He continued licking me as he fucked me with his fingers and I couldn’t take it anymore. I felt my entirety being suspended and then I came like I never did before. The intensity of my orgasm shook me to the very core and I could have sworn that my eyes rolled like crazy as I came. I could feel him licking off my juices and I smiled. This man is the sweetest.

  Matt moved on top of me and entered me slowly. His dick is superbly hard and thick and now slowly moving inside me. He placed a pillow under my butt so my hips are raised slightly. He pushed himself totally inside me and I sighed and moaned in his ear. “Matt...Oh Matt.” I can see his butt moving up and down and I love every bit of sensation I am feel
ing. I wish he’d move faster. I want to be all fucked up.

  “Faster, Matt! Fuck me faster.” He nodded then and pounced with double the intensity. I moaned even louder now and my sounds echoed in the room. “Faster! Faster!” I said, desperate for more. I know he is taking his sweet time, but I cannot settle for anything less than true action. I moved my hips with his every thrust, feeling him getting stimulated by my folds. He rode me like a pro and I gripped him by the hair. I felt oh so sexy.

  Just then, I heard the sound of the door knob being moved and I tensed instantly, expecting one of my boys. Good Lord. It was Roy. His eyes took in the scene in a glance. Everything happened so quickly that Matt and I were frozen in place. “Mr. Cay...”

  Roy stopped him before he could say anything else. “We’ll talk later. Finish what you’ve started. You don’t want to keep my wife waiting.”

  There was something amiss. He was not angry? I saw him take a seat on one of the chairs in the room and watched every move that Matt and I make. I pretended I was a porn star, forgetting all about my marriage, my kids, my home. My lust is eating up every ounce of my sense that I do not care what happens later. I looked at Matt, who managed to have this unreadable poker face. Men!