Carrie 11

Please note: There is no one under the age of 18 participating in a sexual act in this story.

*

I was baby-sitting for the Hartman's again. Maggie Hartman worked in Public Relations, and she and her husband, Kevin, were constantly going to fund-raising gala's and parties for her clients. Kevin Hartman was a lawyer. Needless to say, the Hartman's had a lot of money, and they paid well. I think that was mostly because Kevin Hartman wants me. He has told me so. He hasn't made a move yet, but I could tell he was waiting for just the right moment. He couldn't do anything when his wife was around.

This particular evening, Kevin opened the door. He pulled me inside and gave me a quick, but passionate kiss. "Lets go into the living room. Jenny is watching tv in the den, and Emily is reading a book in her room. Maggie's still getting ready. She'll be a few minutes."

I followed Kevin into the living room. We sat next to each other on the couch. His hand went straight for my thigh. I was wearing a skirt, and my thigh was partially exposed. His left hand was rubbing my thigh, while his right arm laid on the back of the sofa. He leaned over to me and whispered in my ear. "Maggie is going away this weekend for work. I have a dinner Saturday night. Could you baby-sit? Then maybe when I get back, we can spend some time getting to know each other." His hand had moved further up my thigh and was getting very close to my pussy.

I moaned softly. "I ... uh ... think ... I'm ... free." I stuttered. I was getting very warm.

"Good. I look forward to it." He grazed my pussy slightly before he heard his wife starting down the stairs. I quickly pulled down my skirt and crossed my legs. Kevin stood up.

"Maggie, Carrie said she was able to baby-sit Saturday night. So we don't have to call your mother. We wouldn't want her to have to drive all the way here just for a couple hours." Kevin gave his wife a peck on the cheek.

"I guess you're right. Thank you Carrie. I know we've been calling you a lot lately. I really appreciate it." Maggie gave me a hug, then she turned to her husband. "Ready to go?" The two left, and I went to check on the girls.

A few hours later, after both the girls were in bed, I went into Kevin and Maggie's room. I looked through all of their drawers, and found some sex toys, some birth control pills, some condoms, and some porn videos. I looked at the titles. It looked like Mr. Hartman was into teen sex. All the "Barely Legal" videos gave it away. I decided to watch one while I was waiting for the Hartman's to come home.

The video was very hot. I found myself playing with my breasts, and pussy as I watched a guy stick his cock into a blonde headed girls mouth. I got so caught up in the video, I was surprised when I heard Mr. Hartman's voice in the doorway.

"Couldn't wait for me, huh?" Kevin said as he walked over to me. He crawled onto the bed and spread my legs. His face went straight for my cunt. His tongue licked up and down my slit before working its way into my cunt.

"MMMMNNHHHHH... THAT FEELS SO GOOD ... OH GOD ... I THINK I'M CUMMING!!!!!!" Kevin reached up and played with my breasts while his tongue worked its way deeper into my cunt.

Once I came down from my post orgasmic euphoria, reality started sinking in. "Where's Mrs. Hartman?" I asked.

"She's in the car. She drank a little too much, and passed out in the car on the way home. Would you mind spending the night? I don't want to leave the girls if my wife is too far gone to take care of them." He answered.

"I should probably call my parents to let them know. I don't think it should be a problem, though."

"Good. Call your parents and then I will need your help to get Mrs. Hartman into bed. Then I'll show you the guestroom." So, I called my parents, and Kevin and I got Mrs. Hartman upstairs and into bed. Then Kevin showed me the guestroom.

"You know, your little scene back there really turned me on. I loved watching you play with yourself. Would you mind masturbating for me?" I hesitated for a minute, then I figured he already watched me once, why not a second time?

I stripped out of my clothes and threw them on the chair in the corner. Mr. Hartman had found a spot at the end of the bed to sit and watch. I saw he took his clothes off as well, and he had a monster cock. I wanted to see what that would taste like in my mouth. I would have to wait a little bit, though.

I sat on the bed, leaning against the pillows. I started massaging my breasts. I took each breast and l lifted them to my mouth and sucked my nipples into my mouth. I bit each one and then pinched the nipples and continued massaging my breasts. I then let my hands travel down my stomach to my pussy. I rubbed my fingers up and down my slit, getting it very wet. I then opened up my slit with one hand while my fingers on my other hand entered my pussy. I pushed my fingers in and out, slowly at first, and then growing faster. I heard Mr. Hartman moan, and I looked up to see him jacking his cock. He was watching my hands on my pussy very closely. I took my fingers out of my pussy, and brought them up to my mouth while I watched Mr. Hartman's eyes follow my hand. I sucked my fingers into my mouth while our eyes met. He crawled up the bed to me and kissed me. He took my hand and sucked my fingers into his mouth one at a time.

"That was incredible. I was going to wait and fuck you until next weekend, but I can't resist you anymore. I have to have you." With that he pulled me by my legs until I was lying flat on the bed. He then lifted my legs until they were on his shoulders. His cock slowly entered my cunt, and he worked it in and out slowly, watching my face as he moved.

"Play with your breasts for me, Carrie." I did. I took them into my hands and pinched my nipples, hard. I pulled them and stretched them and massaged them. Mr. Hartman was watching very intently. His pounding became more insistent. I took my left breast into my mouth, sucking my nipple. My eyes met with his again and I could see the lust in his eyes. He wasn't going to be able to hold out much longer.

"That's my girl. I can't hold out much longer. Your cunt is so tight. It feels so good on my cock." His thumb started playing with my clit, which sent me over the edge.

"AGGHHH!!!! I'M CUMMING HARD!!!! OH GOD, FUCK ME HARDER, HARDER, HARDER!"

My pulsing pussy started milking his cock. He pulled out and shot his load all over my face and hair. When his cock was spurting his spunk, he collapsed onto the bed next to me. "That was incredible." He turned my face towards him, and kissed me. "I think we should take a shower to clean up."

I jumped out of bed and raced him to the bathroom. I started the shower while he pushed his cock against my butt. I stood up and leaned against him. His hands found my breasts and he started massaging them. Once the water was warm enough, we got into the shower.

"Before we clean up, I want to be inside you one more time." He lifted me and pushed me against the wall. I wrapped my legs around his waist, and I maneuvered his cock to my waiting hole. He started pumping in and out of me and a lightning pace immediately.

"You look so outstanding when you're whole body's wet. I need you so badly." He was pounding me so hard, I was afraid I was going to hit my head on the shower wall.

He pounded into me a couple more times and then he pushed into me really hard and held it there. I felt his cum shoot into me and I started to panic. I wasn't on the pill, and we weren't using a condom. How could I tell him he just got me pregnant.

When he pulled out of me, we did clean up, and got out of the shower to dry off. We made our way back into the guest bedroom and back into bed. He spooned me, and wrapped his arms around me. "Carrie, I probably did something in there I shouldn't have. I know we weren't using protection and I still came inside of you. I want you to know that I love you, and if you are pregnant, I'll do everything I can to help you care for that child." He kissed my shoulder.

"I also want to tell you something that can't be repeated. Maggie and I are having problems with our marriage. After Jenny was born, three years ago, Maggie lost all interest in sex. As you can imagine, that puts a strain on our relationship. We have tried seeing a marriage counselor, and it doesn't look like it's going to work out. Carrie, I'm telling you this because, I want to be with you. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I know your parents would not like it because I'm so much older than you, and you just turned eighteen. I've wanted you since the day you first stepped into our house. I was so happy when you turned 18. That meant I could fuck you without going to jail." He kissed my shoulder again.

"Are you still awake?" He rolled me over to see tears in my eyes. He kissed them away. "We will be together no matter what it takes. I know we're meant to be together. I love you."

"Yes, I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I love you, too."

So, two years later, Kevin and I are married. We have a daughter, Madeline. Kevin was right, my parents weren't happy, but they're starting to come around. Kevin and I spend as much time as possible having sex. I don't think our sex life will ever fall apart. I need his cock too much. We're trying for child number two right now. His cock is pounding away inside me as I type this out. Wish us luck!