📚 catching the babysitter wet-handed Part 2 of 1
Part 2
catching-the-babysitter-wet-handed-pt-02
EXHIBITIONIST VOYEUR

Catching The Babysitter Wet Handed Pt 02

Catching The Babysitter Wet Handed Pt 02

by babyface23
9 min read
4.57 (24300 views)
adultfiction

Continuation of Pt 1. All participants are 18 years old or older.

---

"Mr. Miller, I think you can last a lot longer than you're letting on. But I've already cum, and I'm not sure I'll last long." Sarah couldn't believe how bold she was feeling. Maybe too much of the blood that usually goes to her brain had found its way to her nipples and swollen clit.

"Sarah, you're so much hotter than I've fantasized." He squeezed the head of his cock, and a big glob of precum oozed out. He scooped it with two fingers and fed it to her as his other hand continued stroking his cock faster.

Sarah licked the thick precum, plunging a third finger into her pussy while her thumb stayed on her clit, pushing down on it and rubbing in a clockwise motion. The third finger was more than she ever used inside her tight little pussy, but she was looking at a cock that was thicker than those three fingers. She was awestruck. She went down on his fingers, anxious for all of the precum that he had on them, sucking on his fingers up and down.

"Oh, fuck, Sarah. I'm not going to last. Lean back in the chair. I want to cover your huge tits with my cum."

Sarah, drunk with lust, leaned back, eyes glued to the hard cock bobbing over her body as Ron jerked himself off. "Cum on my huge tits. Give me your cum, Mr. Miller" Her mouth was open in anticipation even though it was her tits that would receive the payload. She felt her own orgasm building to the surface.

"Oh...Sarah...here it comes!" he grunted. Her eyes were glued to his cock. She'd seen plenty of cumshots on porn videos, and she'd always dreamed of feeling a hot load hit her skin. "Oh...fuuuuuuuck...."

"Give me your cum, Mr. Miller. Give it to me now" The first rope of cum hit just below Sarah's neck. A second was aimed more at her right tit, her huge areola the perfect target. A third shot hit her left tit. They were all huge shots, maybe bigger than she'd see on porn sites. A fourth wave hit Ron, and it didn't shoot more than it just oozed out. He squeezed the head of his cock to make it drop onto Sarah's stomach.

The feeling of the hot cum pushed Sarah over the edge. "Ohhhhhhhh, Mr. Miller, fuuuccck." Sarah had the feeling she would explode. She'd never had an orgasm build up like this. "Yesssssss," she said in a low, guttural moan. "Fuuuuccccckkkkkk." Her middle finger hit deep inside her pussy, reaching for that special spot. Her whole palm now covered her clit as she moved it around fast with her finger deep inside. She let out a little yelp.

She looked Ron directly in the eyes, his eyes directly on her crotch. The orgasm hit her, and she wasn't prepared for its intensity. "Oh no, fuckkkkk." She threw her head back and bucked on the hips. She maintained eye contact as she ejaculated straight out, three short bursts. Her eyes rolled back in her head as she bit her bottom lip. "Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck."

Her orgasm lasted for over 30 seconds, and with her free hand, she scooped cum off her tits and fed herself. Less than 10 seconds after the first eruption, another hit. She didn't ejaculate, but this orgasm sent shockwaves through every nerve in her body. Her fingers in her mouth with his cum sliding down her throat pushed her to an edge she didn't realize was possible. She felt like she floated out of the chair. His chair. The chair he'd jerked his cock in so many times, and now she'd just cum in it as well. She'd even shot onto his floor, something she was sure he had done before as well. But as she came down from her orgasms, reality started to set in.

She removed her hand from her pussy after her breathing slowed down to something that resembled normalcy. What cum of his she hadn't fed herself slid down her body to rest in her naturally hairy pussy. Her face was flushed, and as she looked back into his eyes, her embarrassment kicked in again. "What the fuck have I done," she thought to herself. She looked at her clothes, knowing she should cover up. This isn't right. This isn't normal. This is fucked up.

📖 Related Exhibitionist Voyeur Magazines

Explore premium magazines in this category

View All →

"Leave your clothes on the floor, Sarah. We aren't done." He pulled a drawer of the desk open and took out two small towels. "Here, you can clean the cum off, at least what you didn't eat."

Her face had to be redder than it's ever been. She felt her chest tighten and her heartbeat increase again. First, she wiped off the cum left on her tits. They bounced as she wiped all around them. Mr. Miller just stared. She could feel his eyes on her. She then wiped some off of her stomach before finishing at her hairy bush.

"I honestly thought that tight pussy of yours would be trimmed, Sarah. But it's perfect. I cut Ms. Parker's for her because we both believed that's how your pussy would be. Yes. You thought right. Our roleplay was me fucking you, Sarah. It was me showing my cute babysitter what a real cock was like."

Sarah had never cum like that in her life. Squirting, multiple orgasms, watching porn of people she knew, and then actually masturbating in front of Mr. Miller. Holy fuck. She felt like she was in another world. She looked down at Mr. Miller's body, her eyes slowly moving to where he had just finished wiping up himself. He wasn't hard, but his cock was huge, even flaccid. Even now, it was so much thicker than Ben. He was cut, and his fat head was still very purple. She realized she was studying it, amazed at it, when his words brought her back to reality. "You like my big cock, Sarah?"

Her eyes went back to his. She bit her lip, embarrassed again, and shook her head yes. "Then say it."

"Yes."

"Yes, what?"

"Yes, Mr. Miller."

He laughed. "I realized how much I love that you call me Mr. Miller, Sarah. Just like you always have." He looked up and down her body again, stopping for a few minutes on her tits, stopping even longer on her pussy. "Look at it, Sarah. Look at my cock."

She looked down. Part of her was ready to just make a run for it, her mind still trying to process what happened. A slightly bigger part of her was transfixed on his manhood. "Tell me you like it, Sarah."

"I like it, Mr. Miller."

"That's not going to work, Sarah. After everything that's happened tonight, you're not going to retreat to being the nice, innocent Sarah that I know. You fucking ejaculated on my floor by how much I turned you on. By how much you knew your body had me excited. By how much of my cum draped your body. So say it. Say what you like."

"I like your cock, Mr. Miller."

🛍️ Featured Products

Premium apparel and accessories

Shop All →

"That's better, Sarah. But I need more than that."

Sarah's eyes stayed on his cock. Part of it was that she was too embarrassed to look him in his eyes. But she noticed that his cock was starting to grow again.

"I like your cock, Mr. Miller."

"Better. Now more."

"I like your big cock, Mr. Miller. I love how thick it is."

"Keep going."

"I love that big head." Sarah saw that he was fully on his way to getting hard again, and she felt the power she had over him. It gave her courage. "I like that your cock is so much bigger than Ben's. I love that you fucked Ms. Parker and pretended it was me. I love seeing you get hard again for me. I want to see it again. I want to feel your cum on me again. Yes, Mr. Miller, I love that big, fat cock of yours."

That was more than he had ever expected, and his cock swelled to its maximum hardness. "Sarah, baby, look what you've done to it. Look how hard you made me."

"I see that. I love it. Are you going to stroke again?"

He stepped closer to her. He grabbed her face with both hands and leaned down. He stared into her eyes, her eyes searching for an answer to her question. Then he leaned in and kissed her. First gently, then pulling back so he could see in her eyes. Then he went back in, harder. Her lips spread first, inviting his tongue in. Their tongues fought each other, his hands sliding down to finally feel the weight of those huge tits.

"Sarah, I'm going to do a whole lot more than stroke." He pushed the computer to the back of the desk. "Stand up, Sarah." His hands moved down to her fat ass as she stood. He kissed her again. "Turn around." She turned around, facing the desk, her back to him. "Now lean over and spread your feet out."

She had no idea what was about to happen, and she was hyper-alert at every touch and every kiss as he worked his way down her back. He grabbed her hips, then, from the edge of each cheek, he shook her ass. Both of her gloriously huge cheeks shook hard, back and forth. She could feel his breath on her ass. He had bent down inches from her huge backside. "Sarah, I promise I won't hurt you. I would never hurt you. So you just need to trust me."

She felt her cheeks part, and she suddenly realized her little rosebud was exposed. He could see all over now, both holes in view. Her pussy was on fire, and she felt a finger on her outer lips. He was touching her pussy. She still couldn't comprehend the reality that was happening. He plunged a finger inside her dripping pussy, pulled out, and traced it up through her ass cheek to her tight little asshole. With her own pussy juices working as a lubricant, she circled her asshole. He stared at how puckered up it was, surrounded by a large dark circle from those thick cheeks rubbing together for years.

What was he going to do next? She squirmed with both anticipation and the feeling of that wet finger teasing her. And that's when things changed. She could feel him pull the finger away, and his body shifted a little. With a hand on each cheek, she felt them being pulled as far apart as possible. That's when his tongue reached her asshole.

Enjoyed this story?

Rate it and discover more like it

You Might Also Like