Desire of Babysitter

  “Happy birthday, sweetie,” I whispered into my husband’s ear. Dominic squirms as my lips tickle his skin just below his earlobe, and I giggle and kiss him again. God, I want to take him inside and make love to him right this second, but I can’t. If I did that, I’d spoil his birthday present. Dominic just has no idea how dirty my birthday plans are for him this year. No idea at all, and I can’t wait to see how he reacts. “So, is there a reason we’re standing out here at the front stop?” he asks. “It’d be much easier to unwrap my favorite present if I could take you inside, you know.” He winks at me and my legs turn to Jello Stay focused, Veronica, I tell myself. Don’t give in—make him wait for the present. “We’re still out here because I’m not your present this year,” I whispered in his ear, and I bited playfully on his earlobe. His breathing quickens, and I smile mischievously at him. “What do you mean?” he asks, looking a little disappointed. If he knew what I had planned for him… “You’ll just have to trust me, okay?” , and I winked back at him this time. “Trust me, put on this blindfold, and I’ll take you to your birthday present.” “Blindfolds? Playing a little kinky tonight, huh?” he teases as I slide the soft black fabric down over his eyes. “You have no idea, baby.” I carefully guided him into the house and closed the door behind us against the cold winter air. “Watch out for the stairs,” slowly guiding him step by step up the old, creaking wooden stairs of our house. Maybe this would’ve worked better if I’d waited until he was upstairs to blindfold him, but it is too late now. “Where’s Vincent?” asks my husband, almost tripping over the landing as we make the last turn before heading up toward the bedroom. “Should we be doing this with the babysitter here?” “Vincent is with your mother, sweetie. I figured we’d want our son out of the way for your birthday.” “Wait a second… if there’s no babysitter,” he interjects, “then whose car is that parked in the driveway?” Good. I’m glad he noticed it. “Oh, that’s Lydia’s car,” I answered, keeping my voice as nonchalant as I could. His body stiffens beneath my touch, and I smile, knowing exactly what he’s thinking. Lydia is our regular babysitter—a perfect, lithe young woman in her first year of college. She’s lived in our neighborhood ever since she was a child, and she’s as dependable and trustworthy as anyone when it comes to taking care of Vincent. “But you said Vincent is with my mother,” says Dominic, clearly confused. “If he’s not here, then why—” “Then why is our babysitter here?” I interrupted, finishing his question as we reached the top of the stairs. He nods silently, and I turn him to the right and guide him slowly down the hallway toward our bedroom. “Do you think I haven’t seen the way you look at her?” tightening my grip around his forearms and making sure he could feel my long fingernails against his skin. I want him to think I’m angry, but I’m totally not. “Do you think I haven’t seen your head turn, your eyes following her perfect young ass as she walks past? I saw all of it, Dominic.” He shakes his head and a look of horror creeps across his face. He’s blindfolded, but I can imagine exactly what his eyes look like in my head—wide, afraid, dumbfounded at my sudden jealousy. “I never, ever did anything with her", and as he raised his hand to remove the blindfold, he slapped his wrist and pulled his arm back down to his side. “I never said you did.But I know you wanted to, didn’t you? Admit it.” “Well yeah, I mean, she’s a cute little nineteen-year-old freshman in college. What guy wouldn’t want her?” He stiffens in my arms again, his c**k coming to life as he imagines our young babysitter. If I didn’t already have other plans for tonight, I’d push him back against the wall and blow his mind right this second. “I never touched her, never once even dreamed of cheating on you, Veronica,” , desperation growing in his voice. I feel so bad making him wait like this, making him think I’m mad at him. I just want to rip off his blindfold and kiss him right now to make him feel better, but it'd be a better surprise if I made him wait just a little longer. “I know, honey,” . “I know you never cheated on me. You’re the best husband ever.” “Then why—” “Because it’s time for your birthday present,” he took off his blindfold. He takes in a sharp breath as he looks at our bed and what’s waiting for him. Lydia sits at the edge of the bed, her long brown hair trailing down her back in a single ponytail, and she’s wearing just the outfit I requested, too—a short plaid skirt and button-down white blouse. She looks every bit the sexy young schoolgirl she is, except for a few new details I added before I went downstairs to get my husband. Those details are, of course, the handcuffs and the blindfold. I cuffed her delicate wrists behind her back and blindfolded her to make it a surprise both ways. She knows that she’s going to be pleasing my husband tonight, but she has no idea that I want a little fun too. Dominic’s not the only one who dreams about her slender, perfect young body and perky breasts, after all. “I knew you’d like your present", slowly running my hands down his body and giving his enormous erection a gentle, playful squeeze through his trousers. “She’s all yours tonight—your willing toy to do anything you want with, under one condition…” His lips part and his eyes glaze over as he stares at Lydia. I can smell the desire in him, the longing for her gorgeous body and perfect, tight little p***y. I know she is a virgin, but somehow I doubt she has anywhere close to the experience Dominic and I have. “What’s the condition?” he asks. Lydia stiffens at the sound of his voice and her breathing quickens. I always knew she had a thing for my husband. She’s always too naïve around him. She’s smart and competent when I’m around, but a flirty, giggling schoolgirl when it’s Dominic instead. I know how devoted Dominic is to me, and I’d be a hypocrite if I didn’t admit how much I ogle her slender little body myself. “I’m going to tell you what to do tonight. You have to treat her the way I told you, and you have to let me play with her too. Is that fair?” “Are you sure about this? Is she okay with this?” he asks nervously, glancing over at Lydia. Her chest rises and falls rapidly, but I don’t think it’s from worry. It’s far too late for second thoughts now, either way— I already paid her in cash a week ago. “How about you tell him yourself, Lydia, What do you want Dominic to do tonight?” She bites her lip before answering. "I want you to f**k me, Mr. Benette.” “Are you his birthday present tonight, Lydia?Are you his to do with as he pleases?” “Yes, Mrs. Benette,” she answered. Her face flushes as she answers. Lydia is such a gorgeous, pristine girl; having her perfect little body for us tonight is going to be such a pleasure! I released Dominic from my grip and moved to the edge of the bed. Lydia stiffens again as I run my fingers delicately up the curve of her neck, and then I barely touch my lips against her ear , “Dominic is better than any boy you’ve ever been with, I can promise you that. He’s bigger, too.” She lets out a soft sigh and squirms, this time trailing my fingertips down her throat and then letting them rest of her pert breasts. I smile seductively , admiring his restraint as I toy with his birthday present, “If you let him, he’ll show you all sorts of things you’ve never experienced before,” “Do you want him to teach you, Lydia?” “Yes, Mrs. Benette,” she all but whimpers as my fingers travel down further and further, until they rest just above the waist of her skirt. “I want to learn everything.” “Dominic,” I softly called to him, winking as I unfastened the bottom-most button of Lydia’s white blouse. “I think you should come help me unwrap your birthday present.” He hesitates a moment, he finally sits down on the bed beside Lydia, sandwiching her between us. "Are you sure, Veronica?" he whispers to me again. "Of course I'm sure, sweetie. Your present is for both of us this year. You wouldn't take an entire birthday cake for yourself and refuse to share, would you?". "You're okay with that, right Lydia?" I lean in close to her and nibble softly on Lydia's ear, and our babysitter squirms at my touch. She was just excited and nervous from the rosy blush spreading across her cheeks. Her red lips part and she lets out a soft sigh as Dominic gently caresses her breasts through her thin, white blouse, he slowly unbuttons the top two buttons of her shirt. I watched his deft fingers slowly reveal Lydia's pale, perfect skin, going button by button down her body.I wanted to touch Lydia, too. Everything about that tiny pink bow screams of innocence, naïveté, inexperience. Who knew that choice of underwear could say so much about its wearer? She gasps as I let my fingers trail down her body, down between her legs, all the way down to touch her through the sheer material of her panties. They're pink and lacy too, a perfect match for her bra. "Have you ever had a man touch you like this before?" . "No, Mrs. Benette" trembling as Dominic leaves a soft trail of kisses down the smooth, gentle curve of her neck, down to her shoulder, and then slowly pulls her shirt down her body. It slips down her arms, catches for the briefest of moments against her firm breasts, and then pools around her handcuffs behind her. Her figure is glorious—slender and young, a perfect body that any man would die to claim for his own. I know at least one woman who wants Lydia's angelic figure for herself. That is me. Lydia bites her lip, trying not to make a noise. I can feel her wetness starting now, arousal building inside her as her body reacts to our touch. Dominic ran his strong hands slowly down her body, following the slope of her shoulders down to her breasts and cupping them gently through her pink bra. "Can I please take the blindfold off, Mrs. Benette?" she asks, trembling as I run my fingertips up and down, slowly stroking her through her panties as they cling to her skin. "I want to see what's happening." "Not yet, Lydia," "But—" I shoot Dominic a knowing look, and he winks at me before interrupting Lydia's protests with a firm, passionate kiss. His lips crash into hers, playing with her, toying with her as he slowly lowers her down onto the bed, and she moans in pleasure as she sinks into the plush feather blanket on our bed. "Lydia," I whisper in her ear as Dominic holds her lips hostage. "I'm going to try to make you scream with pleasure, but you're not allowed to. Understand?" She tries to answer, but Dominic's kiss smothers her response. The young babysitter strains against her fuzzy pink handcuffs, and then gasps as my husband finally lets her come up for air. He runs his fingers down her neck, down to her breasts again, and the girl writhes and whimpers as he gently fondles her through the thin material of her bra. Lydia arches her back, gasping in delight as Dominic yanks her bra up and over her breasts, lowers his head and takes her right n****e between his teeth. The way he drags her gently with just enough pressure to drive her wild but not enough to hurt her. He purses his lips around her delicate skin, rolling his tongue around her peaked n****e again and again as she moans and shakes with passion. Dominic releases the babysitter from his heavenly torture to let her catch her breath, and he turns his attention to me for just long enough to plant a soft, loving kiss on my lips. "You know you're the best wife ever, right?" he asks, I kiss him even harder again. "Go play with your birthday present, ," I teased, and then I playfully pushed him away from me and back toward our babysitter. "What do you think I should do with her?" asks Dominic, slowly running his fingertips and down Lydia's bare midriff. She tenses up at his ticklish torture, and I smile at my husband as I lean in close to the girl myself. she lets out the sexiest little gasp as Dominic rolls his thumb around and around between her legs, teasing her c**t I know better than to think a young guy like her ex would have any clue how to really satisfy a woman, a young, inexperienced girl like Lydia. She gasps as Dominic slips his fingers beneath the thin, lacy fabric of her underwear and slowly explores her. A shiver runs up my body as I remember the first time I let him touch me—how nervous he was at first with no idea what he was doing. "Well then, we're going to teach you all sorts of things tonight, Lydia,"as she writhes beneath Dominic's expert touch. Her cheeks burn bright red as he strokes his fingers slowly back and forth against her sensitive, wet lips, and it's all I can do not to pull Dominic away from her and just beg him to play with me instead. "Come on, Dominic," I circled my fingers around Lydia's bare, peaked n*****s and tweaked them gently. "I know I can make her feel better than that. Give her something to really scream about already." "Something like this?" , winking at me, and then he slides first one finger and then a second one into her slick p***y. Lydia shudders and clutches at her handcuffs with the first finger, and then she cries out in ecstasy as the second one penetrates deep into her. Dominic yanks her panties down her legs with one hand while quickening his pace with his fingers, and Lydia cries out in delight once more. Her voice catches in her throat as Dominic inserts a third finger into her, thrusting quicker and quicker with each twist of his wrist, and all she can do is nod in response to my questions. "You don't get to see what Dominic's doing yet, but I want you to imagine it," I whispered to our blindfolded babysitter, "What is he doing, Mrs. Benette?" whimpers Lydia, still struggling against her handcuffs as Dominic fingerfucks her faster and faster. Her beautiful, flawless skin gleams with sweat as desire overpowers her. "He's starting to take off his clothes," I told her, and I glanced in Dominic's direction. He gets my point and immediately starts unbuttoning his shirt, baring his chiseled chest . Lydia lets out a delicate whimper of release and disappointment as my husband pulls his fingers away, releasing her from her throes as he undresses himself. "He's taking off his pants now, it is something you've ever experienced before. I can guarantee you that and Dominic is going to make it up to you tonight." "Can I touch it?" she whispers, and I lean in close and kiss her softly on the lips before answering. "No, not yet," , swirling my thumb around her right n****e. "Should I give her a little taste of what's coming?" asks Dominic, smiling as he pulls Lydia's slender hips to the edge of the bed. I shook my head disapprovingly. "Don't be ridiculous," I told him with a wink. "A proper gentleman would make sure his lady is ready first." I slid our babysitter away from the edge of the mattress,. My fingers brush against the insides of her trembling thighs as I lean in close. I can smell her arousal as I lower my head between her legs, and the desire to taste her is nearly overwhelming. "Lydia, sweetie," I told the girl. "I'm about to show you everything your boyfriend never did for you." She opens her mouth as if to speak, but gasps and writhes against the blankets as my tongue touches her most delicate of places. I lap slowly against her swollen lips, tasting the salt on her skin, inhaling the sweet, intoxicating scent of her arousal. My tongue flicks against her c**t and she screams with pleasure. The girl arches her back and strains against her handcuffs. “You love this, don’t you Lydia?” She whimpered . Our beautiful young babysitter is so overwhelmed by all the things she never knew sexy could be that she can hardly control herself now. If it wasn’t for those handcuffs and blindfolds, I don’t know how Dominic could contain her lust now. " I want to see Dominic, Mrs. Benette,” she trembled with anticipation. “Okay” I told her, running two fingers softly down her left breast and slowly circling her taut n****e. “You can watch, but first you have to feel it without seeing. Dominic… pull her to the edge of the bed, sweetie.” Dominic leans in against her. His large, strong hands grip her slender hips as he slowly slides her across the bed, closer and closer to the edge. Lydia squirms and bites her lip, her body clearly tense with excitement and maybe even a little anxiety. “Dominic?Are you ready to teach dear Lydia everything?” He nods silently, and I smile “ She’s a good girl, so treat her right” My husband gave her one last tug along the mattress, pulling her slender hips and perfect ass right to the edge of the bed. Lydia’s breath catches in her chest and comes out as a soft, nervous gasp as he takes her thigh in his strong arms and lifts her legs up into the air. He gently spreads her legs and wraps them around his muscular back as he leans in, and it’s plain as day that Lydia is trying hard not to whimper . I want to see my Dominic f**k our perfect young babysitter, to show her how a good man treats a woman. Dominic leans in close to Lydia, leaving a gentle line of kisses down between her breasts as she squirms against his ticklish stubble. His back and arm muscles ripple beautifully as he kisses her, touches her, sliding up and down her perfect skin as he explores her slim, young body. His thick shaft slides along our babysitter's body, barely parting her waiting lips and giving just the faintest hint of the pleasure awaiting her as he rolls his hips against her. she wants to be free from her handcuffs so that she can grab Dominic and act on all the dirty fantasies racing around inside her head, but there's no way I'm freeing her. "Do you like what you're feeling?" Dominic asks with a knowing smile as he slides his enormous c**k against her body. Lydia is so wet now that he could easily take her, but he likes to play this game. "Yes, Mr. Benette," she answers, punctuated by a gasp as Dominic rolls his hips harder against her slender young body. I gently grab the chain of her handcuffs and guide her hands down her body. "I want you to feel how he is, Lydia," I tell her, and as I place her hands around Dominic's enormous erection, I pull off her blindfold. "Oh my god," she whispers, her eyes going wide as she gazes down at my husband's c**k. "It's… so big!" She runs her delicate hands up and down his thick shaft, exploring it nervously. It doesn't take a genius to know what she's thinking right now. I slowly ran my hands up the babysitter's slender hips, all the way up her pert young body until I reached her breasts. I cup them in my hands, caressing them gently, "Just wait until he f***s you with it—it feels so good that you're going to scream like you never screamed before, Lydia." She bites her lip nervously and stares down at Dominic as he continues to roll his hips against her body. His perfect c**k glistens from her wetness now as it stands erect, ready to claim her and show her what a real man feels like. "Whenever you're ready, Lydia," he tells her, positioning his enormous head against her lips, ready to take her at any moment. His eyes burn with animal passion, as I feel the desire radiate from his chiseled features. Lydia closes her eyes and takes a deep breath before slowly nodding. Dominic winks at me,and then slowly pushes into our babysitter. Her moan starts out quietly at the first inch, but then she reaches her arms above her head and claws at the blanket as he quickens his pace and strokes deep into her wet p***y. She cries out in pleasure with his second thrust, as he fills her with his throbbing girth and slowly f***s her. Dominic penetrated deep into her again and again. He holds her long, firm legs in the air and wraps them around his muscular back as he f***s her. His pace quickens with each stroke, and her cries of pleasure quickly escalate into screams of ecstasy punctuated by gasps of delight as his hips pound hard against the backs of her thighs. Lydia drags up body in rhythm with Dominic's powerful thrusts, her cries of pleasure, igniting into flames of ecstasy with every stroke. she arches her back and holds back a whimper of pleasure. Dominic f*****g his perfect, thick c**k thrusting hard into her p***y and wracking her whole body with heavenly agony. My angelic Dominic is f*****g our babysitter right next to me, teaching her what real s*x is that she'll never experience it again in her life—and I'm getting the blankets wet just watching them! I found her c**t and toy with her in perfect timing with Dominic's thrusts, her eyes went wide and she screamed in delight. Lydia turns her head away and screams into the blanket as Dominic f***s her harder and harder. Her perky breasts bounce up and down as my husband's hips pound against her, and she struggles futilely against her handcuffs as she tries to let out the incredible feelings overwhelming her senses.Dominic continues to penetrate deep into her, one powerful stroke after the next. She cries out and struggles against me, her trim, perfect body shaking and trembling as Dominic builds her up higher and higher with each thrust. She howls, arching her back in pleasure as Dominic thrusts deep into her tight wet p***y. She's close to orgasm now—I can see it in the red flush of her face and the crazy excitement in her eyes. Her rational mind has long since checked out for the evening, and the animal inside her couldn't be happier right now. Dominic is almost ready to come too. I recognize the way his breathing changes, the fast, shallow gasps of air as he quickens his pace, the way his perfect, rippling abs tighten up as he tries desperately to hold himself back. He's the sexiest man I've ever met, and he's at his sexiest when he's about to come. His incomparable c**k penetrating deep inside her, filling her, stretching her to limits with each thrust— "I'm going to come," whimpers our beautiful little babysitter, her face bright red and her body slick with the sweat of desire. Her hair is a tangled mess now, and the glimmering sheen makes her slender young body seem even curvier and sexier to me. Dominic f***s her perfect, tight p***y harder and harder, "f**k her until you come, Dominic," , twisting my wrist and swirling my fingers as I drove myself wild. "I want you to come inside her, honey.—claim her like she's your own queen." Dominic closes his eyes and lets out a soft groan as he pounds quicker and harder into her with each stroke, and his gorgeous, chiseled muscles clench tightly as he tries to hold himself back. Suddenly, Lydia's final scream caught in her chest as the sensations overwhelmed her. Her eyes clench shut and her mouth drops open, a beautiful, almost angelic portrayal of ecstasy as her orgasms crash down on her. Lydia's scream of unmatched, heavenly delight fills the room and Dominic gasps as he reaches his climax. His thrusts slow as he batters deep into her, and he holds tightly to our babysitter's slender hips as she writhes against him, filling her with his hot c*m. She cries out again and again as he f***s her, to the sound of him inside her. There's a special sound to it—a difference when a man f***s you while filling you with his seed. It's a slick, wet sound even compared to arousal, he's filled her in a way she's never been filled before. They were so intimately connected. His entire c**k was buried inside her, while they mutually allowed their climaxes to take over completely. Her v****a was helplessly contracting around his fat girth and helping him to deposit even more of his semen inside her. At the same time, his c**k had nothing to prevent it from spewing every last drop, deep into her womb.There was something truly special. Lydia collapses back on the bed in exhaustion. Her body trembles and her beautiful chest swells and falls rapidly as she gasps for air and I fumble for the keys to the handcuffs as Dominic slowly pulls out of our babysitter. His c**k is slick and shines in the dim light from the mixture of her juices and his own seed. I free her delicate wrists from her restraints and slowly massage them, still recovering from her heavenly ordeal. I know she loved every second of it. "I hope tonight was worth your time, Lydia," and I kissed her softly on the cheek as she giggled and nodded back to me. Dominic smiles warmly. "You felt amazing, Lydia. Was everything okay for you? " It was amazing and perfect ," she answers, beaming brightly as she looks back and forth between us. "I didn't know if I was going to like it well… with a woman and a man, but I did!" "That's what good s*x is like, Lydia. Boys your age might not be experienced enough to give you a really good time like tonight don't f**k them, you should take your pick of the men, okay?" She looks pensively down at her bare, sweat-slicked body for a while before saying anything. "What if… what if I wanted to pick the two of you?" she finally whispers. Dominic and I look up at each other, and a slight hint of amusement twinkles in his eye. Lydia was a great birthday present She hops in and out of the shower in a hurry , and then Dominic collapses on the bed in a state of satisfied euphoria while I walk her to her car. I put my arm around her waist as we walked to the curb in the brisk night air, "Thanks again for giving my husband such a great birthday present. I really appreciate it," "Let me know immediately if anything goes wrong, like if your birth control didn't work" "Birth control? s**t!" she hisses, slapping herself on the forehead and his trapped c*m pooling around her panties, then shooting me a wide-eyed stare." I forgot." "You forgot to go on birth control before f*****g my husband?" She nods slowly "Well then, my dear… you need to go get a pregnancy test , okay? Let me know what the results are." "Hey, cheer up," I kissed her softly on the cheek. "it's hard to get pregnant even when you want to, right?" Good, I'm glad she's still feeling good about tonight; what a waste of the best s*x of her life. Dominic had other thoughts.He had decided that he wanted her entirely for himself. Because of her personality, and her body. An exact copy of his wife, but in the prime of her youth. She had an incredibly tight p***y, perky t**s, s*x drive of a bunny during mating season. She would be his babysitter, she would become his other wife. Even the idea of seeing her pregnant no longer seemed obscene. Veronica knew nothing of his plans Lydia was so incredibly proud of herself - she planned to leave as soon but  she was again wanting more of Dominic . She's the best damned sitter they ever met, and what's one more baby for the babysitter?