Desire of Babysitter

Desire of Babysitter 3

Continued from Part 2 ..

“Just one more thing, Lydia,”, “I want you to play with me, too.”

She opens her eyes in surprise, and I quickly put my hand over her face to block her view. “No looking, sweetie. Learn by touch. Learn what works from what you feel, not from what you see.”

Before she can say anything,

“Right there!” I moan as Lydia finds my c**t with one finger. “More… give me more, Lydia.”

I roll my hips forward against her hand and stifle a cry of pleasure as she flicks her fingertip with the perfect pressure against me

“Did you two seriously start without me?” Dominic’s surprised voice called out from behind me. I looked back at him over my shoulder, shivering with pleasure and totally aware of the aroused flush coloring my cheeks, and I nodded and stuck out a tongue at him. He’s wearing a pair of tight black boxer briefs that show off his fine, tight ass, and nothing else whatsoever. He leans against the doorway and his strong abs ripple as he props himself up with one muscular arm.

“You snooze, you lose baby,” I told him with a wink. “But if you’re still up for playing after wherever the heck you’ve been all night, I think we’re both still up for it. Right, Lydia?”

The girl takes in a soft, innocent gasp as I roll my hips down hard against her, pressing her own fingers firmly into her wet lips from the pressure. She nodded silently, her eyes closed and the most beautiful flush of animal desire glowing on her cheeks.

“Do you want to let Dominic play with us?” I whispered in her ear. Her chest rises and falls rapidly as I lean in close, and her small, perfect breasts press in against my full, round curves with each ecstatic gasp. “Do you want him to f**k you like he did last time, Lydia?”

“God, yes!” she moans

“Come play, Dominic,” I told my husband with my most mischievous smile.

Before I know what’s happening, Dominic lifts me straight up off the babysitter and pushes me down on the bed. I let out a cry of surprise and then I wrapped my legs around his rippling torso, pulling him in close to me. I shiver and my face flushes red as I feel his hardness against me, his magnificent c**k firm and erect against my body through his tight boxers.

“Do you have any idea how much I want to f**k you right this second?” he growls into my ear as he kisses my cheek. “Any idea at all?”

“How about you just show me?” “Please, Dominic…”

He shakes his head, releases me from his grip, and instead turns to our babysitter. She sits upright on the bed, watching us play with fiery desire burning in her eyes. I just got her all excited—ready to be f****d by anyone and everyone—and then I dropped her like a wet washcloth the moment Dominic came into the room. That was a little unfair, I guess.

“Lydia, sweetie,” he purrs at her. “Have you ever gone down on another woman before?”

She flushes with embarrassment and shakes her head.

“No, Mr. Benette. I… I liked it when Mrs. Benette tried it on me, though,” she says, looking toward me. “It felt amazing, Mrs. Benette.”

With one quick reach, Dominic reaches Lydia’s side and wraps a strong arm around her slender waist. She lets out a surprised squeal as he slides her across the bed and pushes her down between my legs, her face perilously close to the thin fabric hiding my wetness.

“I want you to go down on Veronica,” he growls as the animal inside him rises to the surface. My mind spins with delight at the sound of his voice, at the sheer s*x dripping off of every word. I love it when he gets turned on like this…

My heart pounds in my chest as Lydia looks up at me from between my legs. From my angle, all I can see is her long brown hair and her wide eyes—excited and nervous at the same time. She has no idea what to do now.

“Just explore,” “You remember what I did for you, right? Just play and learn, and you’ll know if you’re doing it right.”

She nods and leans in closer, and I shiver and bite my lip as she delicately pushes my bikini bottom aside. First the cool night air hits my wet lips, then her warm breath as she leans in close. Her tongue touches me and electricity arcs up my spine.

“I want you to make Veronica scream,” Dominic tells her as he leans in over her from behind. “I want you to eat her until she can’t stand it anymore.”

Lydia slides her tongue along the length of my p***y and drags an encouraging whimper to my lips.

“Sorry!” she apologized, and Dominic laughed behind her as his strong hands ran slowly up her back.

“Now aren’t you going to go apologize to her,” he tells our babysitter. “You know what that sound was? Pleasure. Whatever you just did, do it again.”

She leans in closer, holding my bikini aside with two fingers as she licks me harder now, and I bite my lower lip hard as she finds my c**t again and swirls her tongue against it.

“More, Lydia!” I gasp, arching my back as fire races through my body. “God, you feel so good! Aah!”

The girl groans as my husband grabs her from behind and rolls his hips against her, letting her feel his hard c**k through the thin fabric of her swimsuit. She has known from the last time just how big his c**k is, how fantastic it feels when he f***s you. I wasn’t exactly Little Miss Chaste back during college or anything, but one night with Dominic was all it took to tame me. I remember exactly how I felt after our first time together—

“Move up higher and suck on her breasts, Lydia,” growls my husband, pushing her away from my swollen lips and further up my body. She stumbles and nearly falls over at his push.

Just as I’m about to call Dominic out for being too rough with our babysitter, my voice catches in my throat at the sight of him yanking down his boxers. His enormous c**k springs out, erect and ready to claim… Me? Lydia? Both of us? He climbs up on to the bed on his knees, positions himself between both of our legs as Lydia lowers her head to my chest, and I hold my breath as I wait to see what happens next.

Lydia’s face is red with desire and her pert young breasts rise and fall rapidly as she gasps for breath. Her tight bikini top still holds her firmly in place, but her peaked n*****s stand tall against the thin black fabric. She pushes aside first my left cup and then the right, baring my full, round breasts. She looks down at them and then back up to match my gaze, almost as if she’s admiring my body now. I wink at her and she giggles before lowering her lips to my left n****e. She bites me gently, playfully, and then rolls her tongue around my erect nub as I writhe in pleasure.

Suddenly, I felt Dominic’s strong, masculine hands between my legs, his large fingers closing around the fabric of my swimsuit. He yanks the fabric aside, baring my body to him , and then I feel his enormous head press in against my slick p***y.

“I told you I wanted to f**k you, Veronica,” he growls. “I just wanted to make sure you were totally ready first. Keep Lydia entertained while I blow your mind, sweetheart. Lydia, kiss Veronica right now.”

Before I can say anything, he thrusts deep into my waiting p***y, and I cry out just as Lydia’s lips find mine. Her passionate kiss smothers my scream of ecstasy, and I writhe helplessly beneath her body, arching my back and pressing my chest to hers as she drinks in my howls of delight. She pushes me down on the bed and grabs my breasts, kneading me hard as her tongue explores my mouth, as her eyes connect to mine and lock me in with her primal gaze. I can see the lust in her eyes, smell the desire on her body. She wanted Dominic. She wants everything we have to offer her, everything.

Dominic grabs me by the hips and slams deep into me, rattling my core as his magnificent girth fills me, stretches me, ignites every nerve in my body and sets my mind on fire. Again and again and again, every time slamming his hips hard into my ass as he f***s me harder and harder. I scream again, and Lydia actually lets my cries escape this time.

She grabs one of my hands and slips it down her body, down her tight, trim midriff, then down beneath the front of her bikini bottom. “Please! Make me c*m, Mrs. Benette!”

I fight to stay in control of myself as Dominic quickens his thrusts and drives my mind deeper and deeper into the fog of passion. My fingers touch Lydia between her legs and push inward, quickly finding her c**t and dragging gently along it. It’s her turn to scream into my kiss now, and I pull her down tightly against me with one hand as I pleasure her with the other.

“Does this feel good, Lydia?” I asked her in between gasps of pleasure. She nods almost drunkenly in response, her eyes glassed over with desire as my fingers drive her wild and our bodies writhe in unison. The sweat of her body mingles with mine as I pull her down against me, and it’s all I can do not to reach the climax right this second. Dominic feels so good that I can hardly bear it, but there’s more to it than that.

Dominic quickens his pace inside me and raises his hips with each stroke now, pushing hard against me so that he drags along my body with each powerful thrust. My screams died instantly, instead of catching in my throat and building up white hot inside my chest. I can’t breathe, I can’t think, I can’t do anything but lie here on the bed beneath my babysitter while my husband gives me the best damned f**k I’ve had in a decade. I want to scream with pleasure, but all I can do is shake harder and harder as my face burns red hot.

Finally, my orgasm crashes down on top of me with one last incredible, pounding thrust from Dominic’s magnificent c**k. I screamed loud and loudly, shaking and writhing as Lydiaruns her hands through my hair. She leans to try to kiss me and smother my scream, but I push past her face and bite down on her shoulder to muffle my cries of heavenly agony. God, this feels so good! I keep coming and coming with each new wave of electric delight surging up my body! My fingers freeze up inside Lydia as I lose control of my body, and she stares into my eyes, wide-eyed longing and amazement on her face. She was blindfolded last time, wasn’t she? She'd never seen another woman’s orgasm before—this was all new to her.

“I want more,” she whispers, but I’m so tired and heavy with satisfaction that I can’t find the energy to answer her.

“Dominic…” I finally gasped once I put my brain back together again. “Dominic, I love you, you awesome son of a b***h. Thank you.”

“The pleasure’s all mine,” he says, giving me his sexiest wink.

“Liar. I had plenty of pleasure too,” I told him, and I let my head fall tiredly back on the bed again. My entire body feels like lead now as contentment oozes through my body and my muscles turn to Jello.

“Don’t get too comfortable,” says my husband. “Unless I’m mistaken, I think our babysitter just asked for more.”

She looks embarrassedly back over her shoulder, still straddling my hips and looking delightfully naughty in her tight bikini. If I wasn’t so tired, I’d hop right back up and take her for myself again.

“You… you don’t have to if you’re done, Mr. Benette,” she protests meekly. “It’s okay. I can—”

“You can get that gorgeous little body of yours off my wife and into our hot tub right now,” he interrupts her, and then she lets out a surprised cry as he lifts her up in the air and carries her in his arms toward the sliding glass door.

Tired or not… I have got to get in on this.

Dominic’s muscular arms are strong enough—and our sexy babysitter slender enough—that he easily holds her up with one arm as he shoves the sliding glass door open, and then he carries her outside into the cool night air and climbs right into the hot tub with her. She wraps her arms around his neck as thrilled excitement and anticipation glow in her wide eyes. It was something new and fun for her, but this was what she'd been waiting for all night. She’s been waiting for Dominic to f**k her, to claim her for himself just like he did last time. I can’t say I blame her, either; I know how great Dominic feels, how unparalleled he is in bed.

She wraps her legs around his trim waist as he sinks slowly into the frothing hot tub, her gaze locked on his as she waits for whatever is coming next. My husband’s eyes burn with desire and his c**k stands tall and hard as he presses in against her p***y through the thin material of her bikini. Minus the hot tub, this reminds me so much of when we were first together—the excitement, the glowing passion radiating from both of us. I can tell from the way Lydia is trembling, from the way her warm red lips are parted, from the way she’s clenching so tightly to my Dominic that her knuckles are white, that she’s never been more turned on in her entire life.

“Lydia,” growls my husband. “You know what I want to do with you now, right?”

She nods her head almost imperceptibly, her body shaking with pent-up anticipation.

I smile, climb into the hot tub behind her, and finally do what I’ve been wanting to do all night long… reach out and pluck loose those two waist ties on her swimsuit that have been antagonizing me since I first saw her in that tight little swimsuit. The fabric falls away from her body into the frothing churn of the hot water, baring the perfect curves of her gorgeous, smooth ass. God, Lydia has such a perfect body that I’m almost jealous of her. I wish I had a body like that when I was her age. I love the curves I have now, but back when I was twenty, I was practically a stick figure.

“What do you think, Veronica?” asks Dominic as he slowly lowers our trembling babysitter down toward his lap. “Do I take her slowly and make it all soft and romantic, or do I just f**k her until she screams my name?”

I smiled at him and let out a soft laugh as I waded through the steaming-hot water, and then I pressed myself against Lydia’s body from behind. She looks at me over her shoulder, eyes wide and crazed with desire and her face bright red from excitement and heat. Her gaze locks to mine, and I wink at her seductively as I drop first the left strap of my bikini top from my shoulder and then the right strap. She watches me, her attention torn between Dominic’s throbbing c**k waiting for her and my torturously sensuous striptease. I slowly pull my halter top down, baring first the tops of my breasts, then finally letting them fall free. The sheer fabric pools to my waist and floats atop the surging water as I press my chest to her slender body. The gorgeous young babysitter is trapped between my husband’s muscular body and my curves now, ours to play with, to tease, to teach everything there is to know about the world of s****l delight.

“She’s had enough slow, romantic training for the night,” I told Dominic with a smile. “f**k her as hard as you want, and make sure you c*m inside her, make a baby too.”

Lydia lets out a soft whimper and opens her mouth to say something, but her words catch in her throat as Dominic pulls her down hard onto his hungry c**k. She lets out a cry of ecstasy instead as my husband fills her, as his magnificent girth stretches her and penetrates deep into her soaking wet p***y. She digs her fingernails into his back as he thrusts inch by inch deeper and deeper into her. Her body shakes with excitement now, the incredible sensations coursing through her body so foreign to her naïve, inexperienced spirit that she hardly knows how to comprehend them.

I lean in closer, pressing my body firmly to hers as I slowly wrap my arms around her. I find her breasts through her tight black bikini top, and then roughly yank the cups aside and take her in my hands. Dominic rolled his hips up against her, dragging a howl of heavenly agony from her lips as he rolled two fingers around each of her peaked n*****s. I knead her breasts, squeezing them in unison with Dominic’s powerful thrusts deep into her p***y, and she lets her head fall back against my shoulder as the feelings overwhelm her.

“This feels good, doesn’t it, Lydia?” I purred in her ear as I slid one hand up her body, away from her breasts, slowly up and up until I rested it against her pale white throat. “Do you want Dominic to c*m inside you?”

She whimpers again, her eyes rolling in her head and her firm, small breasts bouncing lightly with each pounding stroke from Dominic’s huge c**k. Between the steam of the tub and the sweat of arousal, her body gleams in the dim balcony lighting.

“That’s not an answer,” I teased her, pressing in harder and rubbing my breasts against her slick back. “Dominic is going to f**k you until you scream and I know you’re going to like it. What I want to know is where you want him to finish.”

I still remember her questions from earlier—her curiosity about pregnancy, about how it felt and what it was like. What if Dominic got her pregnant? I stared down at her slender, beautiful body. She’d be a fantastic mother—I can see it from the way she treats my darling Vincent. I can imagine her body changing, seeing the way her physique transforms with each month as her baby grows. Something about the idea… it’s just so…

…so f*****g sexy to me. Jesus… I’m turned on at the idea of us getting her pregnant.

I smile at Lydia, lean in, and plant a soft kiss on her lips before saying anything. “Dominic’s going to c*m inside you,” I finally whisper to her, but she’s so far off in this new, undiscovered land of unfathomable ecstasy that I don’t know if she hears me. Her body is so firmly in control now, her animal side so completely dominant, that there’s nothing in the world she wants more than for Dominic to claim her body for himself.

“Your son, he's...so f*****g beautiful.” Lydia gasped. Her c**t swelled against his fingers, almost to bursting. “I want a beautiful baby too. I want yours, Dominic. I want to be mixed up with you forever.”

“Lucky for you, I'm in the market for another child. Another beautiful piece of myself, and so much more.” Dominic moaned louder as his fingers clenched along her nub.

He drew close to her, only inches from her ear, before he spoke again. “I'm in the market for a mistress, a mother, a nanny, and a submissive. Think you can fill all those rolls?”

“Just as long as you stop this torture and fill me!” Lydia shouted the last few words.

He chuckled, low and sexy – his way of showing surprise at my surge of energy?

I didn't care, just as long as it worked. If I didn't come soon, I'd slip into a coma, or else I'd have to be committed to old-fashioned hysteria.

The next heat I felt was much wider than a fingertip, grazing both my thighs. They automatically tightened against his body.

Oh, God! Here it comes...

He kissed her neck, right over the light bite spot he'd left. He moved downward, sinking his teeth into the nook below her neck, just above her cleavage.

New nerves lit up. Her body jerked, crashing up into his erection.

She impaled herself on him – anything to make the fire just right. Anything for his seed.

Her c**t sparked. His thrusts quickened, and his huge hands wrapped around her backside, lifting her hips. Now, he was using her for his pleasure, just as I'd begged.

The idea, the reality, went off inside her head like an exploding star. Her muscles tensed, spasmed, and began coming all over again.

The second climax was even more intense than the first. Her body hadn't fully exhausted all her pent-up energy the first time.

If anything, the electric shock cut through my nerves deeper, digging up fresh ecstasy as his thrusts mined her for pleasure. She came, savagely digging her heels into his ass. His hands pinched her breasts as our bodies mirrored each other in nirvana.

“Go on, Dominic. You’ve earned some fun, sweetie,” I told him, and I grabbed her breasts again and kissed her neck as he quickened his pace inside her.

Lydia cried out in frantic delight again and again with each powerful thrust. I drop one hand from Lydia’s chest to down between my legs and find my c**t again, stroking hard in rhythm with Dominic’s penetrating strokes. I’m so hot and wet that I can hardly tell myself apart from the hot tub anymore. I whimper and bite my lip as Lydia lets out an angelic moan and closes her eyes. She’s so f*****g turned on now that it makes me turned on too, and my orgasm is rising quickly inside me.

“I’m gonna c*m inside you , Lydia,” Dominic tells me, groaning and clenching his fabulous abs as he thrusts deep into young Lydia’s p***y again and again. She squeals and lets her head fall against his muscular shoulder as her own orgasm threatens to overwhelm her, and my legs start to tremble as I approach climax as well. I can feel it burning just out of sight behind the horizon of my mind, flaming so hot inside me that I barely feel the heat of the tub anymore.

“c*m inside her, honey,” I whimper. “God, please c*m inside her!”

Suddenly, Lydia lets out a loud scream of heavenly agony as her orgasm overwhelms her, and she arches her back into my body again. I clutch tightly to her body with one arm as I quicken my pace with my fingers, stroking myself faster and faster as Lydia writhes against our imprisoning embrace. There it is—so close… I’m going to c*m. I’m going to…. Aaaah!

I cry out as my orgasm overpowers me, and my screams of pleasure mingle with Lydia’s as we climax together. Dominic lets out a loud moan as he comes too, and I close my eyes as I imagine what’s happening now. His c**k was pulsing, throbbing deep inside Lydia’s tight p***y. He’s leaving his seed there, claiming her for himself—for us—with each slow stroke. With each stroke, he pushes his c*m further into her, spreads it, coats her burning core with his seed. I knew he was about to come, but I had no clue what I was in for. Pure plasma flowed into her, hot bursts erupting from his overheated c**k. The

A thick, burning flow covered my flesh, pouring out of him like hot candle wax.

Lydia opened her mouth to scream again, but she couldn't. My orgasm had kicked one level higher, and it was one level too much to draw breath or speak. Even through her delicious spasms, she felt him growing harder around her flesh. One last snarl burst out from his lips, and he plowed into her, wedging his ballooning tip into her cervix.

Everything froze, swallowed in pleasure and pulsing. A tempo ran through their connected bodies, perhaps the very hum of the cosmos.

Her hips lifted and her flesh quivered around him. she consciously clenched, milking his spasming c**k for seed, wild to draw it inside her as deep as she could.“Soak me, sir. Pour your essence across my valleys and let it enrich me. Let it bloom with our beautiful baby.” Lydia whispered .His arms fell. A cold stillness worked its way through his body. His hips went slack and I collapsed onto the mattress, alert to the sharp sound of air intake as my lungs woke up.

He left himself anchored in me for a long while. His big root and the ocean of seed he'd deposited went from active fire to smoldering embers, adjusting to my body's temperature.

Before he pulled out, he leaned down, kissed her and rested his forehead on the blindfold. Lydia smiled, happier than I'd ever been – too happy and tired to speak.

“Hold your thighs together,” he whispered, pushing her limp legs together after he crawled over her thighs. I didn't turn toward him, but he spooned me from behind, enveloping me in those world-spanning arms.

God, it’s so hot that I could almost faint from pleasure…

Lydia lowers her head to Dominic’s muscular body, and her shoulders slump from exhaustion. No—more than exhaustion… she’s actually passed out from pleasure! Dominic and I stared at each other in bewilderment and wonder.

“She’s amazing, isn’t she?” I whisper, and Dominic smiles at me as he slips his c**k out of her and carries her in his arms back toward our hotel room. “Can we keep her?”

“She’s not a pet, Veronica,” he answers, rolling his eyes at me. “But yes, totally amazing. She is so much fun to play with.”

He lays her down on our bed, we cover her with a blanket. We’ll sleep in the other room tonight and let her have the big bed for herself—she’s going to be sore enough in the morning that she deserves it. She deserves breakfast, too, I think. Maybe we’ll take her to bed and breakfast.

Dominic went back to Lydia. She had a dreamy look on her face and was almost asleep. He got her to put her panties back on to stop any more c*m leaking from her.

“Veronica?” asks Dominic as we make our way hand in hand to the back bedroom where we’ve set up Vincent’s crib. “Are you… are you okay with what we’ve been doing? I love you to death and I don’t want you to think that I—”

I kissed him hard on the lips to shut him up.

“Dominic, I love you more than anything, and if I thought for a second that we had a problem, I’d never have started this little adventure with you,” I told him, looking him straight in his gorgeous gray eyes. “I love Lydia in a special way too, and as long as we both think we’re doing right by her, I’m fine with everything.”

Dominic smiles and kisses me back, turning my already weak legs to jelly. “I think we’re doing the right thing here,” he whispers. “Lydia’s having the time of her life and… and you’re right—she’s a special girl. I just wanted to make sure you were okay with this.”

I smile and imagine how beautiful, how utterly radiant Lydia will look if she gets pregnant. It’ll be the greatest adventure in her life yet, and we’ll both be there to help her along the way if it happens.

“You have no idea how okay I am, Dominic,” I whispered, and I quietly climbed into bed.

We slept, nothing but sweet silence filled my head as his seed worked its magic inside her.

It was the most peaceful sleep I'd ever had.

THE END… or is it?