Last week when I took Amy, our 18 year old babysitter, home my husband discovered that his pile of skin magazines out of order and the comforter on our bed was disheveled. It didn't take long to figure out why they were like that. He was sitting at the computer looking at security cameras when I got home.
"What are you doing?"
"Amy was looking through my porn and I think she played with herself on our bed," he answered. "I'm going to catch her next time."
"Bob! You can't do that!"
"You say that like you don't want to see her fingers pumping in and out of her pussy," he replied. "I'm rock hard thinking about it and I need to fuck you where she was masturbating right now before I ruin these dress pants."
He was right, of course. I'd thought about it more than once, especially during the summer with those nearly non-existent bikinis she wore. I quickly undressed and laid down where he indicated and spread my legs wide for him.
Bob slid between them and drove his cock deep inside me with ease, knowing I would be wet enough. He fucked me hard and fast. I hadn't seen him like this in years and was more than happy to see him so fired up. It had been far too long since he'd fucked me like this.
"If we catch her on camera I promise you we will have her in our bed. I can't wait to fuck you from behind while you go down on her young pussy," he whispered between nibbles on my neck. I got wetter and tightened my pussy around his cock. I knew it wasn't going to be long before we both exploded.
Bob bit my neck hard and sucked on it. I gasped then moaned loudly as I started to cum. My pussy milked his cock and he couldn't hold back any longer. "Oh god baby!" he cried out as he filled me with his spunk.
"So should I order that security camera?" he asked as we cuddled.
"Definitely."
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"Have a good time," I said as I kissed my daughter good bye. "Our cell phone numbers are on the fridge Amy. She should be in bed by 9, and we should be home by 11:30."
"Sure thing," Amy replied then led our kid into the family room. We closed the door and hurried to the car. Bob had already put the laptop in the car so we could watch the camera remotely. I drove to the hotel and we checked in.
While Bob set up the laptop and connected to the security camera I set up the picnic dinner and undressed. "All set," he said then stripped down. Bob pulled me onto the bed.
"I'm so turned on. Let's have a quickie then eat. There's more than an hour before the kid goes to bed."
I replied by taking his cock into my mouth. I lightly massaged his balls as I let him fuck my mouth. "Your mouth is so wonderful but I need your tight ass."
I got on my hands and knees facing the laptop. He scooped out some of my pussy juices and coated his cock with them. Bob pressed the tip against my ass hole and slowly pushed his thick rod into me.
"Oh yes! So fucking tight and good," he moaned as he pumped in and out of me, massaging my ass. My breasts swayed with each thrust, the nipples brushing against the cool fabric.
"Babe, I'm going to cum," he gasped.
"Fuck me," I replied. He gripped my hips and fucked me harder and faster. I rubbed my clit fast.
Just then Amy came into view. She must have been looking for our daughter. Bob paused as we watched to see if she'd see the new skin magazine we'd left partially covered by a pillow. She pulled it out and quickly glanced through it with a big smile on her face.
"Score!" Bob drove deep into my ass and came hard. He continued to fuck me until I peaked a moment later.
When we recovered Bob cleaned up and I served the food. We ate dinner as we waited for Amy to return. It wasn't long after 9 when Amy appeared on the laptop screen again. She sat on the edge of the bed and pulled out the magazine.
As she flipped through the pages she massaged her breasts through her shirt. I had started to get wet as soon as I saw her, Bob was already rock hard. I caressed his cock as we watched our babysitter undress then lay back on the bed, resting her head on Bob's pillow as she read the stories and leisurely rubbed her clit.
"Her body is amazing," Bob whispered. "You are going to enjoy her."
"Yes, I am," I replied, wrapping my fingers around the shaft and moving my hand up and down with the same rhythm as Amy's fingers on her clit. Bob suckled my breast as his fingers massaged my clit, his eyes never leaving the screen.
We could see her breathing quicken suddenly and her fingers moving faster on her clit. "She's going to cum," I whispered. "Should we cum with her or wait until she's done?"
"Wait," was all Bob said. His attention was fully on the laptop screen as we waited for her to cum. We watched her buck her hips and dip her fingers into her pussy to fuck herself. The look on her face when she finally peaked was so innocent and amazing.
We laid there and watched as she recovered, our breathing labored from our excitement. Wordlessly Bob rolled on top of me and pinned me to the bed. I could feel his cock oozing precum all over my stomach as he just looked down at me.
"Tell me you want her," he said.
"I want her," I answered. "I want to eat her out while you fuck me and feel her young pussy lips tremble as she cums."
"Oh god," he whimpered as he slid his body down and used his cock to rub against my clit.
"Then, darling, I want to fuck her with my big strap-on as she sucks you off ... not letting her cum until you've coated her throat with your thick salty jizz."
"Yea, baby, that would be so amazing," Bob replied as he guided the tip of his cock to the entrance of my pussy. He thrusted his hips forward and drove as deep as he could into me.
