Babysitters Erotica Collection(65)

Mr. Potter licked and sucked on her pussy again and again. Andrea kept moaning and gushing forth fluids from her most private cave. Her juices weren’t leaking down her thighs, though, because he was licking them off at every chance he got. Every lick caused her to shudder. She was going to come soon now, she was certain.

Now he rose up on all fours. She looked at him in awe. His face was covered with her body fluids. Yet he didn’t appear to mind. In fact, he appeared to like it. He buried his face on her breasts this time, rubbing off the sticky substance from his face to her tits. Once most of the substance was on her chest, he leaned down and licked them right off. Then he planted his lips on hers again. She was amazed. She tasted herself in his mouth, and again, she was incredibly turned on.

Mr. Potter abruptly broke their kiss. Still on all fours, he adjusted his position over her until their hips were almost level. This was the moment she had been yearning for, Andrea realized. Mr. Potter was going to get his grand cock inside her now. She opened her legs, and upon seeing the welcome signal, Mr. Potter plunged right in.

Andrea felt like she was being ripped apart. She was still very wet, but because Mr. Potter was so huge, she felt every inch of him. He slid out of her wet organ, only to thrust back inside her again. She screamed again. The pain was incredible! But the ripping sensation was appealing in an odd sort of way. He kept pounding right into her, and she found the pain was slowly being replaced by pleasure. Now she was starting to like it.

Andrea moved her hips in time with Mr. Potter’s thrusts. The bedsprings squeaked. The smell of sweat and come filled the air. Everything was silent save for the creaking bed and their quick, harsh breathing. She, for her part, was relieved. Mr. Potter had finally taken her. Of course they weren’t going to end up together, but that was the least of her concern now. She had given herself to Mr. Potter, and he had received her eagerly, giving her a part of him in return as well. As he pounded away on top of her, Andrea gazed lovingly at her babysitting boss’s profile. He was just so lovely to look at. She felt lucky at getting to snag a man like him in bed.

“You’re lovely, Mr. Potter,” Andrea said. Her shivers were coming at more regular intervals now. The pleasure she was feeling was building and intensifying. Another minute or two, and she was going to literally cream her bed.

Mr. Potter answered her by sliding his penis out from Andrea’s pussy and thrusting it into her mouth instead. She was taken by surprise, she almost forgot to breathe. Again she tasted her own fluids, from Mr. Potter’s dick, inside her mouth. She opened her mouth wider to take in as much of him as possible. When she was comfortable with how much flesh she was holding in her mouth, she settled into a more comfortable position and began to suck on his cock tenderly, with one hand holding his enormous penis steady while the other played with her own clitoris down there.

With his organ right inside Andrea’s mouth, Mr. Potter bounced up and down. Andrea wanted to take in some more of his rod inside her mouth, but she was inexperienced in that area, and she didn’t want to make a fool of herself. Not now, not at this heavy moment when they were almost to the point of climaxing, and maybe even together. Not that it mattered, but Andrea had always been a sucker for romantic stories. She knew she was being silly, thinking of romance when she sucking on her boss’s cock, for Pete’s sake. But that was-



A shrill honking sound broke through Andrea’s thoughts, and she started. For a moment, she didn’t know where she was, what she was doing. She looked around and saw she was on the Potters’ porch, sitting and waiting for Mr. Potter to arrive from work. She was supposed to be babysitting, really, but he cancelled thirty minutes before the usual schedule. She was initially disappointed, but he told her to still proceed to their house anyway. As she left her own house, Andrea knew right then and there Mr. Potter had something up his sleeve than just babysitting. Her pace quickened, and she had to stop herself from flying all the way to the Potters.

Now the moment had arrived. Andrea was there, Mr. Potter was home, and they were all alone. She suddenly remembered what she had been thinking while waiting for him to arrive. Her face burned as she realized she was thinking of them having sex right in her bedroom, with Mr. Potter sneaking in through her bedroom window and ravaging her while her mom slept and snored through the whole thing in the next bedroom. Unbelievable. She looked up and saw Mr. Potter was getting out of his car. She stood up to greet him, and she felt something very wet and sticky in her panties.

Andrea was dismayed. This was just like her in her daydream, but she was wearing shorts now in the real life instead of the pajama bottoms in her fantasy. Still, she didn’t like being soiled before their whole escapade even started. Mr. Potter would definitely approve of her being so wet before they even got any action done, but Andrea didn’t want him to think she was being too easy.