50 Sexcapades

Jenny the Babysitter

“Ruben, do you still wanna watch this or look for something else?” I looked down to see the 4-year-old fast asleep on my shoulder.

“Alright little man time for bed,” I whispered, shutting off the television and scooping him up into my arms. I tip toed to his room so not to wake him, and gently tucked him into his bed, closing the bedroom when I saw he never stirred.

I blew out my blonde bangs and perched my hands on my hips. I was supposed to be babysitting Ruben for another 2 hours but now I had nothing to do.

I wandered about the halls for a bit, staring at some photographs of the Johnson’s. They were a really hot couple that just moved into my neighborhood. This is only my second time in their home.

I bit my lip, admiring Mr. Johnson’s gorgeous face and body. His wife was equally good looking and incredibly voluptuous. I wonder what their bedroom looks like...No, Jenny don’t even think about it.

But of course, I didn’t listen to myself and went into their bedroom, willingly invading their privacy. I flicked on the lights and looked around in awe at the beautiful room. Everything was draped in black and red. The king-sized bed was stunning and huge, with sexy silk sheets and pillows.

I sat on the bed and smoothed my hand over the silks and satins, instantly feeling jealous thinking about Mr. Johnson f*****g his wife hard and fast on this very spot. I wanted to have his c**k to myself, but I know he’d never go for a plain high school student when he had that sexy, voluptuous wife of his.

I climbed onto the bed and lied down, slightly inhaling the scent of the pillows. I could tell which side each spouse slept on just by the smells.

Overcome with curiosity and boredom, I opened a few of Mrs. J’s drawers to look through her stuff. I came upon her lingerie drawer and gleefully rifled through it, examining each racy garment. I found an incredibly naughty pair of red lace panties with no crotch and a matching bra. It was soft and expensive looking, and I wondered if Mrs. Johnson had been f****d wearing this lingerie.

I stripped quickly, throwing my jeans and tee shirt into a pile on the floor. I untied my silky blonde bun and slipped on the panties, which hugged my hips just right. The bra was way too busty for my small breasts so I just wore nothing over them. I twirled in the mirror, and posed sexily, pretending I was a bikini model.

When I went back to Mrs. J’s drawer to throw the bra in, I discovered something interesting. I felt a bump, and to my surprise pulled out a long, thick dildo. My mouth hung open at the size of it, and I ran my hand over it, amused at how real it looked and felt.

Excited and horny, I climbed onto the Johnson’s bed and lied back, spreading my legs open. I switched the dildo on and watched the head wiggle around slightly. I was so turned on, lying in this huge bed where Mr. Johnson sleeps and jerks off and makes love. My p***y was so wet thinking about him.

Pretending the dildo was his c**k, I rubbed it on my entrance, moaning at the sensation. I eased it inside of me until the full tip was in my wet p***y. I slowly f****d myself, closing my eyes and throwing my head back. It felt so good.

I eased a few more inches inside, and pulled it out, put it in, and pulled it out again. I had a nice steady rhythm going on and moaned oh yeah, punish my naughty p***y, Mr. Johnson.

The fullness of the dildo inside of me was intoxicating. My hands were slick with my juice as I continued to messily penetrate myself with the toy. I took it out and slapped it on my p***y, making droplets of moisture fly everywhere. I moaned even harder, and stuffed it inside of me again, deeper than before.

I spread my legs wider and drilled myself raw with the dildo, envisioning a sweaty Mr. Johnson above me muttering filthy things to me.

Mmm yes Mr. Johnson, I’m your dirty little slut! Please don’t stop pounding me I deserve your big, hard c**k.

Pretty soon, I was slamming my g-spot repeatedly. I was soaring to my happy place at a rapid speed. Oh, oh, ohhhhh! I wailed, slamming the rubber tip on my sweet spot one last time before I experienced an explosive orgasm. I shook uncontrollably and rubbed my soaking wet p***y, as wave after wave of pleasure rendered me useless.

I lay there a panting, spasming mess when I heard the doorknob to the bedroom click. I shot up, my legs still wide and watched in horror as Mr. and Mrs. Johnson walked in...

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I spread my legs wider and drilled myself raw with the dildo, envisioning a sweaty Mr. Johnson above me muttering filthy things to me.

Mmm yes Mr. Johnson, I’m your dirty little slut! Please don’t stop pounding me I deserve your big, hard c**k.

Pretty soon, I was slamming my g-spot repeatedly. I was soaring to my happy place at a rapid speed. Oh, oh, ohhhhh! I wailed, slamming the rubber tip on my sweet spot one last time before I experienced an explosive orgasm. I shook uncontrollably and rubbed my soaking wet p***y, as wave after wave of pleasure rendered me useless.

I lay there a panting, spasming mess when I heard the doorknob to the bedroom click. I shot up, my legs still wide and watched in horror as Mr. and Mrs. Johnson walked in...

I sat up immediately, my eyes wide with shock and terror. I speechlessly stared at the young couple who simply stared right back. I didn’t know what to expect: screaming, pointing, humiliation...

Seconds passed. Mr. Johnson visibly gulped and I watched his eyes linger on my naked body. I was too scared to even cover myself up. Suddenly, Mrs. Johnson started giggling, making me jump a little.

It wasn’t a psychotic or maniacal laugh. It was a chuckle of amusement. She let her purse drop to the floor and sauntered over to me. I didn’t know what she was going to do so I sat there looking up at her.

She stroked my cheek, making me flinch and cooed me. “Shhh, baby don’t be scared I don’t want to hurt you.” She cupped my breast and ran her hand gently down my stomach, pulling the hem of my panties -well her panties, and letting it snap back.

“Good choice. I always liked this pair,” she whispered, biting her lip. What the f**k is going on..

“Babe, doesn’t little Jenny look so cute in my lingerie?” Mr. Johnson stared at me ravenously and shamelessly wet his bottom lip. “Why don’t you come get a closer look, honey. She’s still nice and wet,” Mrs. J said, picking up the dildo I had thoughtlessly used to pleasure myself.

To my surprise she let the tip of her tongue touch the used device and closed her eyes, smiling. “Mmm, you taste good little Jenny. Were you thinking about my husband when you f****d yourself?” Mrs. J said. Her husband was now laying down next to me on the bed, gently caressing my breasts. Part of me thought this whole situation was getting way too f****d up but another part of me enjoyed it too much to care.

“Answer me, Jenny. Were you thinking about Rob stuffing his big c**k into you when you were filling yourself with my toys?”

I nodded, keeping my head down but she put her finger under my chin lifting it up so that we were making eye contact. “I bet you’re still wondering what it would feel like to be my husband’s c*m bucket, hm?” I nodded again and she smiled. I could feel Mr. J’s erection pressed against my side as he continued to touch me all over. He slipped his middle finger into my tight slit and kissed my neck.

“Well lucky for you Jenny, I’m feeling pretty generous tonight.” She raked her fingers through my short blonde hair and pressed her lips to mine. “Mmm, so young and small. Just how we like them.”

Them. I’m guessing this is not their first time doing something like this.

Mrs. Johnson ordered me to get on my hands and knees while she and her husband undressed. Her giant, womanly breasts beautifully spilled out of their confinement and my excitement shot up through the roof. Rob let his thick, long c**k dangle in front of my face. His balls, heavy with c*m, swung as he moved closer to my face. He smoothed my hair back before sliding his c**k into my open mouth.

I obediently sucked his hard stick, never taking my eyes off of his. He lightly slapped at my face and forced himself deeper down my throat, muttering swears under his breath. Mrs. Johnson, fully naked, got behind me and smoothed her hands over my ass, spreading my legs a little wider.

“What a sweet pink p***y you’ve got there baby,” she said. I moaned around Rob’s p***s as his wife put her warm tongue at my hole, teasingly licking and tasting me. I tried to grind my p***y harder on her face, and she started properly eating me out, kissing and slurping my p***y lips and c**t. Her mouth felt like Heaven, and I was about ready to explode from the sensation.

Suddenly Rob grabbed my hair and shot a thick load down my throat. “Swallow all of it, Jenny,” his wife ordered. I obeyed and swallowed the hot c*m, while Rob groaned and caught his breath.

Mrs. Johnson made me lie on my back and spread my legs ‘nice and wide’ She licked her fingers and rubbed my wet p***y hard and fast, making my insides clench with pleasure. She continued rapidly rubbing me until I screamed out and squirted a thin stream of clear liquid.

Her eyes lit up with excitement as she watched my body convulse. “How lucky are we Rob, we got ourselves a cute little squirter.”

Rob stared at my wet pink p***y and jerked his c**k until it was nice and hard again. “Tear her up Rob,” Mrs. J said, as she eagerly waited to watch the pounding I was about to receive.

Rob lifted me effortlessly and placed me on top of him. He sucked my small t**s and spanked my ass until it was red and searing hot. I cried out when he slammed into my small body, spreading his legs to acquire maximum depth. He held my hips and bounced me on top of his thick c**k, forcing his entire length into me with each penetration.

I rested my hands on his toned pecs and took my f*****g like a good little slut. I bounced up and down, feeling his heavy balls slap against my ass with each thrust.

Every inch of my tiny p***y was filled with meat and the need to come was increasing with each passing second.

Rob held me tighter and f****d me passionately and roughly. Mrs. Johnson was lost in her own world, watching me take her husband’s d**k as she furiously fingered herself. With an exceptionally deep thrust, I screamed and lifted myself off his p***s, squirting another jet of liquid all over his chest and abdomen. I shook uncontrollably as Rob held me, continuing to ease his c**k in and out of me. I felt like I was falling into a sea of clouds. The pleasure was intense and overwhelming. I wasn’t sure how much more I could take.

Exhausted, I closed my eyes. When I woke, Mr. J was relentlessly drilling his wife. Her huge t**s swayed uncontrollably. The sight piqued my excitement and once again I could feel my p***y responding positively.

“Ready for your next lesson Jenny?”