Vallen Green - Babysitters Erotica Collection

Ashley was seated at the giant lazy boy, holding a big tub of popcorn and surrounded with pizza and sour gummy candies and other kiddie movie arsenals. Ashley and James are seated on the enormous leather couch at the farther side of the room. The ink dimness of the room, coupled by the creepy sounds amplified by the digital speakers made the movie experience more realistic.

As the minutes ticked by and the movie started to progress, James’s hand caught Ashley’s back. He held her like that for a few minutes then it inched downward to get a grip of her butt. His movement was deliberate and it made her skin tingle all over again. He slipped his hand under her sweater and rubbed her back, she almost squirmed in her seat.

She placed her hand on his thighs and rubbed him just the same, sensually caressing him until she heard her swift intake of breath. As his hand moved to cup one of her breasts, she felt hot and feverish and desperate to be alone with him. They were under a thick duvet but the privacy it offers is only minimal. She wanted to scream and moan and writhe on the couch. She wanted to do so many unmentionable things to him. The last thing she actually needed is a movie. Ashley took his hand and led it between her legs. She had been so hot and bothered the very second she sat beside him and now, restraint is out of the window. James understood perfectly what she had in mind and so slowly, she pushed a long finger inside her panty. Her skirt was highly accessible, but he found it difficult to play with her pussy with her seating position. “Spread your legs, Ash.” He whispered. She nodded her assent and spread her legs wide, giving him the access he needed. The fact that he would be finger fucking her here in the darkness is such a huge turn on. She leaned close to him and licked his earlobe, keeping her eyes focused on Trish’s seat. She’s a few feet away from them and oblivious to what’s happening behind her. At that moment, Ashley didn’t care. All she could think about was the wonderful feeling of James’s finger exploring her hot and slick pussy. She pushed her flesh against his hand, urging him to go deeper and deeper. Ashley touched herself countless of times in the past, but nothing is as erotic as another’s hand plunging into her folds. She was wet with wanting and her juices flowed more freely with the slow and deliberate stimulation. His hand screwed her vagina, rubbing against her G-spot, driving her over the edge.

Her hand went frantic over his growing bulge. He unbuttoned his pants to allow my hand to come in contact with his cock. His silkiness was addictive and she glided her hand back and forth over his entire length. He let out one long breath as he pushed another finger inside her and continued to fuck her with his fingers. With his swift movements, he rubbed her most sensitive places and caused her to spasm so hard, their heads almost bumped onto each other. His hand filled with her warm juices. James rubbed her thighs to steady her and lovingly squeezed her arms. “I can’t wait for tonight.” He whispered.

Mrs. Jones was all dressed up again for one of her weekly events and just like always, she managed to look smashing. It amuses Ashley that her corporate look is always linear and elegant-subtle make up, simply brushed hair, neutral colours, and faint woody floral scents. However, she turns into this flamboyant bombshell every Friday night. Looking at her now, dressed in midnight blue tunic dress, red high heels, and gypsy chandelier earrings, you wouldn’t suspect that she already has a son going to the University. A whiff of patchouli and sandalwood marked her trail-bordering on Zen whorish.

Trish went to bed early as she got tired of playing with the neighbour twins-Kale and Kate. They spent the whole afternoon running around the yard and playing hide and seek. She sagged on the couch and massaged her tired feet. She came home for a few minutes to change. As she looked at her drawstring shorts and her light sheer blouse, she wished she had on something thicker as she started to feel cold. She opened her backpack and rubbed some warming oil on her feet and hands, loving the smell and warmth of it on her skin. She didn’t know that she dozed off.

She felt a hand moving against her body, starting from her face, to her neck, to her belly, then against her thighs. Her eyes flew open and she saw James sitting beside her, not on the couch but on his bed. Her heart started to pound. “I didn’t know you’re heavier than you look. It must be these two…”, James said as he cupped her breasts.

“You carried me all the way here?”, she managed to laugh.

His answer came with a slow lingering kiss. He bent down and claimed her with his mouth, making slow movements with his tongue as his one hand trailed her body. She remembered the way his fingers made love to her while watching the movie and she got aroused in an instant. Slowly, his hands moved up her top and started to lift the hem of her tank. Her breathing sped up and her pulse became wild. His hand started running through her waist all the way to her breast. James rubbed his palm against her breast, letting out a soft sigh from her. In one swift move, her top was gone, her full breasts cupped wonderfully by her bra. He stood up straight and removed all his clothes, revealing his silken dick. Ashley stood up and kneeled in front of him. She kissed his thighs and ran her tongue against his skin. He moaned and gripped her head, making a mess out of her curls. Ash rolled his cock in between her palms and began to suck lightly at the head. He was so thick and unbelievably huge, making her quiver with anticipation. She sucked him more and more until he was groaning deep in his throat. Ashley loved the feel of his cock in her mouth, loving the warm and pulsing thing that feels so alive. Will he come if she went on? She wondered.

He pushed his cock in and out of her wet, dripping mouth and the excitement he felt became almost unbearable, he felt like coming but…not yet.

Crouch on the bed, he ordered. My God, she thought. He’ll take me from behind. Ashley had never tried doggy style before and her entire being tensed in anticipation. She crouched like a tigress in bed and tossed her hair back. James pulled down her shorts, amused by the fact that she was not wearing any panty. He pushed a finger inside her and rubbed her until she was wet. Her moans drove him wild and so he pushed another finger, this time doubling his fucking pace. She moaned even louder and gripped the sheets. His hands filled with her juices once again. With that, he shoved his cock inside her pussy and gripped her ass. He fucked her like that harder and harder until she moaned even louder. “Harder, James, fuck me harder!” She was dripping with sweat and so horny because of what was being done to her. “Harder!” It was all too much to bear. He gripped her breasts and squeezed them, making her cry with ecstasy. He pulled out of her and pushed her on the bed. He spread her legs and took off her shorts. While her legs were raised in a V position, he entered her. It felt oh so wonderful for Ashley. It was like being fucked by a real man, unlike all those men who had taken her before. James rode her like crazy until he can no longer take it anymore. He pulled out his cock and shoved it quickly inside her mouth. He came inside her hot mouth. She looked at him as he spilled his contents and swallowed everything.

For Ashley, this is undoubtedly as sexual awakening. For James though, this is just another experience he can add on his portfolio. He thought about his week with Janna, Mitch, and now Ashley. It was a blast.

One Sunday morning, Ashley was requested to come early to look after Trish. Mrs. Jones left for a convention at dawn and James would be bringing some friends at home. She arrived about 7 just in time for her to catch the sibs having breakfast. Despite their age gap, the two go along well. “Hi Ash. Mom bought me some new books. Can we read them later?”, the kid asked expectantly. “Sure Trish. I’m excited”