Babysitters Erotica Collection(66)

Yeah, right, Andrea thought.

Mr. Potter was now coming up the steps. In his white shirt and-surprise, surprise! — denim jeans, he looked young, fresh, and stunning. Just looking at the man was enough for Andrea to come right into her panties. But that didn’t happen, of course. She smiled up at Mr. Potter instead.

“Hi, Mr. Potter,” she said in a controlled voice, trying not to sound too perky or eager.

“Hey,” Mr. Potter answered back, and gave her a lopsided grin that almost had her shedding her clothes right there on the porch. He turned to the front door, unlocked it, and swung it open. He turned to her and tilted his head, telling her to get right inside.

Andrea nodded and stepped inside the Potters’ house. Mr. Potter shut the door behind her. The second the click! sounded, he pushed Andrea against the wall, pinned her hands above her head, and kissed her hungrily on the lips.

She responded with the same hungry passion.

And, of course, Andrea was delighted.

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Sweet Anna Marie

Anna Marie is your ideal babysitter. The kids like her, she likes kids, and she has the patience to carry on the job. In fact, she enjoys babysitting so much that it shows. Many parents that have been her bosses in the past will never forget her impeccable service and the way she took care of kids. Aside from babysitting, Anna Marie is a young geek programmer. She’s the silent techie one and knows how to go around gadgets and stuff. She may be the young woman in pastel coloured cashmere sweaters and skinny jeans and red sneakers. However, when it comes to computers and wirings, she’s like a man-pro.

On the outside, parents would easily think that her love for kids is Anna Marie’s main driving force. What they do not know is that behind the charming smiles of this lady is a dangerous fetish. She’s a closet pervert. No, she does not prey on the fathers of her subjects. She also is not interested with the moms or any other members of the family. She gets her kick by prying on the sex lives of her bosses.

This fetish started when she worked as a babysitter for Mr. and Mrs. Edmonds. She happened to be at there house on a Sunday morning. While she was at the kitchen to get some diet Coke, she heard strange noises coming from the guest room a few steps away. She opened the door and saw Mr. Edmonds taking Mrs. Edmonds from behind. Anna Marie was still a virgin then and the whole thing came as a shock to her. Looking through a crack on the door, she had never felt so aroused in her whole life. She stood there, her glasses making her unable to see more closely. She saw Mr. Edmonds hands massage his wife’s tits and move in and out of her. It was like a hardcore porn movie. That evening when she got home, she stepped into the bath and soaked. As soon as she was dried and lying on her bed, she touched herself for the very first time. It was an incredible awakening for her. She lay in bed wearing only her chemise and started fondling her breasts. She propped her head on her pillows and turned off the lights so that her room was pitch dark.

Her hand started slowly, rubbing over the fullness of her breasts in gentle circular motions. The tip of he fingers lightly teased her nipples. The straps of her chemise slid down her arms, her hands more eager now. She moaned as she felt herself getting warm. She thought about Mr. Edmond’s cock as it entered Cara’s pussy, her breasts jiggling with his every thrust. She sighed as she felt her body respond. Her friend Michaela was right. Touching yourself can be totally blissful.

She reached on her bedside table and grabbed a tin of rose salve. She rubbed some salve on her breasts and started kneading them more intensely. She sighed as she felt all heated up, wanting more. Her hands caressed her neck and face. Anna Marie loved the smell of roses and the smell of the salve got to her nerves. Raising the hem of her nightdress, she started rubbing her thighs, the salve going smoothly on her skin. She put a pillow under her butt and took a deep breath. She lightly caressed her kitty lips, allowing herself to build up the sensations. Spreading her legs, she rubbed herself to frenzy, still not getting enough. She put rolled down her skirt dress again and this time rubbed herself vigorously through the fabric. Oh, that was really good. The friction made her go really crazy and rubbed herself again, feeling her self secreting something hot and slick. The sudden gush of fluids took her by surprise. For the first time in her life, she felt like a woman.

With the way she was rubbing herself, she feels hornier by the second. Her other hand dug on the mattress while her toes cramped in anticipation. She felt as though her pussy has suddenly had a life of its own, pushing her beyond common sense and making her want to do things she has never done before. She removed her nightdress and tossed it on the floor. She spread her legs wide and pinched her clit lightly with the tips of her fingers.