Christeen liked where she was working. She'd worked here before, many times, but never like this. It felt familiar to her, almost like home. Using her pussy like this on a man was not something she ever thought she would be doing. It had been a recurring fantasy over the years, but now, well, the fantasy paled in comparison. She closed her eyes and swore she saw sparks as she worked her body on his. She stared down into his lust struck eyes and smiled. She couldn't believe she was getting paid for this.
She had been dropped off four hours earlier and wasted no time in earning her money. Her muscles were sore as she raised her body up and pressed herself back down. They'd been at it off and on for some time now. He was so much fun, always taking his time exploring their shared pleasure.
At this point the sheets were scattered around the bed. Her naked body was straddling Eddie, an older, sexy man. She liked thinking of him as the Daddy of the house. His strong arms made her feel protected. It felt warm and safe to have him inside her. Her young pussy was squeezing, milking the stiff cock that was so nicely filling her. She smiled, considering how much better this man was in bed than the boys she had known before. Men, it seemed, knew what they were doing. -and this one, well, she was all his.
Eddie was focused on her hanging tits as she continued lifting and dropping her body on his stiff shaft. They both stared down between her legs and watched her pussy sliding slowly up the length of the thick glistening shaft. He reached for his martini.
"Oh! It's empty." He smiled and as he set the glass back down.
Christeen grinned. "Can I make the next batch?? I'm gonna!" She hopped off his dick and scrambled to the bar. "Oooh!" She held a hand to her crotch. "I miss you already!"
"Well hurry up. We'll drink to round two."
"Hmm, I think it's round five! I love how you can start and stop and switch positions just to keep my motor humming."
"Ha! Make just my martini, please. We'll hum again when you do."
"I'm using gin this time. Gin and olive juice, what's that called?"
"I don't know. Dirty? As long as their cold I'm fine with however you want it."
She handed him a cold martini and kissed him. "Oh yeah! I want it hot from you and cold from the glass." She drank the entire martini in three slow gulps. She held his cock. "Oh. Oh, you're still so harrrrd." She glanced up and met his eyes.
He followed her lead and downed his drink in like style. They both laughed and focused their attention back on the visual of his dick sliding into her, then slowly back out.
His hands grabbed her ass and tried pulling her back down.
"Uhn uhhh, let Christeen work, Daddy." She grinned and laughed.
He stared into her young face and something made his dick jump. "Daddy, huh? What's that about?" His hands left her soft ass and went to her nicely buff arms.
She closed her eyes and smiled. "Yeah, you're one of my Daddies. You're my favorite. -cause I get your Daddy dick." They both watched her pussy rising up his shaft, he moaned as she teased him with the slow, intentional fuck she was delivering. "You are just so, so hard, Mr. Garamond. I can feel every ridge of your amazing dick. You like what I'm doing? Hmm, I know you do."
"Incredible." He was breathing hard, trying to hold out for as much of this amazing girl as he could take.
"Ooooh I love feeling you moving into me, so deep, so hard. Ohhhh Yeah, uh huh. Uh huhhhh! Just relax now. You just let me fuck you. Ohhhh, I can tell you're gonna blow another big load up inside me tonight. Ohhh, Daddy, I can't wait to feel that."
"Is this a fucking dream?"
She giggled. "I don't know, am I your dream fuck?"
He laughed and nodded urgently. "Yes. Yes you are!"
"Good!" Her hands were playing with the silver hair on his chest and she pulled her arms together to press her tits out. She saw the smile on his face and felt his dick flex within her as he examined her tits at such a close and intimate range. "Oh! You like that, move, Baby?" She gripped her tits and offered them up to him as she rocked on him. "Hmmm? Yeah? You like?"
"Oh yeah, I like!" Eddie took her soft tits in hand and smiled as he admired and played with them. "Oooooh, so soft." He lay back laughing, took in her beauty and groaned. "Good God, Christeen, you are just so damn perfect." He moaned again and watched the girl slowly working his cock. "I like every inch of you."
"Uh huh. I like all your inches too. Can't you tell?"
With a low laugh he put his hands behind his head and let her work. He did the math as he watched. He liked doing the math. It was only at this point in their lives that the math worked out like this. "So perfect."
She seemed to be moving in slow motion, rising and dropping, her breasts bouncing, her hair floating around her head like the halo of his personal sexual angel. He watched her raise herself up his stalk, then slide back down. He ached with pleasure when she did this. "Half my age....so wrong."
"Half your age?" She closed her eyes and laughed. "Oh, I guess I sure am, and you love it! Mmmm! Finally old enough to fuck you, huh? Imagine what the Dragon would think if she walked in on this." She broke out in laughter.
"Oh, my god Linda would love that! Me, fucking the babysitter. That would give her something to bludgeon me with, proving she'd been right about the two of us all along." He started laughing and it grew to a cough. "Oh, god. This is a dream. How did I get so damn lucky?"
"Well that's easy, Sir." She giggled and whispered in his ear. "You pay me."
"Haa! Ahh ha ha!" He grinned and closed his eyes. "I pay you to babysit! I never said anything about paying you for- for- ohhh Ah fuck. I'm so close."
"Ooooh! Well then," She froze. Her legs held him immobile.
"Uh, what th'? Hey! What're, ugh, don't! C'mon your killing me. Why've you stopped?"
She was shaking a little bit, she let the sensations settle. "Well, Mr. Garamond, if you're only paying me to babysit, then I'm completely ignoring my duties, Sir." She made to get up. "Now where are those darling girls of yours? I should really go check on them, shouldn't I?" His hands kept her in place on his dick.
His dick was flexing and pulsing within her. "Oh, Christeen!" He tried to shift her. She grinned and pinned him to the mattress. "I'd really better go check on those angels of yours." She leaned down and whispered. "You wanna get your money's worth, don't you? I mean, I am the babysitter. Can't have me ignoring my duties, can we?"
He couldn't stop grinning. "You know full well they're not here." He tried to wrest her off of him or lift her up so he could fuck her from below. He found he couldn't budge her young body. "Oh, my! Shit, you've been working out!"
"Hmmm, you have a desk job, and I do this." She grinned and lowered her face to his. "Do you expect me to believe that you're really just paying me to babysit?" She licked his mouth and raised an eyebrow. "I don't see any girls around here and yet you still pay me. What are you paying me for, Mr. Garamond?" She began methodically banging him.
"Ohhh, you're being so bad. I booked you for the whole summer. Not my fault, or yours, that my ex sent them off to summer camp."
"Ooooooh, then I should really give all that money back then, shouldn't I?"
"-but I told you, I don't want the money back."
"Mmmm, hm. So what are you paying for, Sir? Can't deny you're paying me for something. Is it just my time? -or maybe you're paying for these?" She held her tits to his face, pressing a nipple to his mouth until he opened and sucked hard at her nipple. "Ohhhh. Yeah. You like these!"
He sucked hard, pulling her darker pink nipple and areola into his mouth.
"Aiiiigh! Yeah... Daddy loves to suck that babysitter titty, doesn't he?"
