BABYSITTER STORIES: 5 Babysitter Stories

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Book: BABYSITTER STORIES: 5 Babysitter Stories Read Free
Author: Lexi Hunt
Tags: Erótica, Literature & Fiction
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Her eyes had taken on a wicked cast and her voice was mischievous.  “Are you going to cum in my mouth so I can taste how good you are?”
     
    Clawing at the carpet, I tried hard not to cum, but Ginger was too damned good at this.  The tip of my swollen cock erupted, my load quickly filling her small mouth to overflowing.  It didn’t matter on whit to her, Ginger was gulping loudly as she held my thick rod in both hands, her eyes riveted to mine.  When my cock finally stopped jumping, she swallowed one more time and began to leisurely lick up every drop she had spilled, first from her hands and breasts, and then from my belly.  I was awestruck.  She took her time, cleaning me slowly with much sighing and moaning, and by the time she was done, I was rock hard again.
     
    “I guess you know what I’m going to do with this now,” she said with that same mischievous tone in her voice as she climbed onto me.  Her toes curled as she hunched her body and stuffed my penis between her legs.  She leaned forward and put one small hand on my bare chest as she fitted the tip between the folds of her tight pink hole and then eased back on it.  Ginger wiggled her ass and settled back, and I felt the tip slide slowly inside her.  She was tight, but I detected no trace of a hymen as she took more of my stiff prick inside her.
     
    “Jesus you feel good,” Ginger said, rocking gently on me. “Come on Adam, push a little, I want to feel you move in me.”  It would be easier if she was on her back and I rolled her over flat on her back and put my hands on the floor on either side of her shoulders.
     
    She wriggled beneath me.  “Suck my nipples Adam,” she begged breathlessly.  They were small and hard, like little pencil erasers, but they must have been extremely sensitive.  When I sucked one into my mouth she made little mewling sounds that were so sexy I nearly came inside her.  Her whole body writhed with pleasure as I sucked, and when I used my teeth to bite down on them gently she force them further into my mouth and demanded that I bite down harder.  When I bit down almost to the point of pain she told me to stop right where I was and not to move.  She held her breath, got red in the face, and her legs made positioning movements outside my own legs.  Her mouth fitted itself to mine and she came in great rushing heaves.  Her chest flared and I could feel her pussy muscles clamping down on me, but she didn’t seem to want me to move.  I stayed perfectly still until she was done.
     
    Her smile was soft and cheerful when she recovered, and the mischief was back in her voice as she wriggled beneath me.  “Fuck me good Adam. Make me cum again…nobody has ever made me cum that way before.”
     
    Young as she was, I was proud to have shown her something new, and I began to stroke slowly into her, determined to do more for her.  I pressed down, angling the tip of my cock upwards. Feeling it press hard against the inner front wall of her womb.  I could feel the thick bundle of nerves there as my glans pushed against it on my downstroke. I was concentrating so hard on maintaining the difficult angle that I felt little pleasure of my own, it was all for her now.
     
    I have no idea how long I maintained the effort, but I can tell you her reaction was little short of spectacular.  Her feet went straight up in the air, her toes pointed at the ceiling.  Her eyes bulged and her nails tore into the flesh of my ass as she pulled me into her.  Her hips flailed beneath me and her rising cry ended in an abrupt scream so loud I was afraid for a moment that it might waken Miranda.  Not that it mattered.  Ginger had me locked into her pussy, her arms and legs wrapped so tightly around me I don’t think dynamite could have blasted me out of her.
     
    She came back slowly at first, then faster as she covered my face with tiny butterfly kisses.  Ginger rolled and writhed beneath me like a veteran belly dancer,

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