*Author's note: It's been a while! I've wanted to continue this story for some time, I'm sorry for the delay. This story is one of non-consensual sex between a younger girl and an older man. (Or two). If that's not your thing, move on to the next story. If it is, great. This chapter explores adding another person who will push boundaries. Let me know what you think, and if you want more.*
I left my last babysitting gig with even more money than the first time. A tip for services rendered and a bribe to keep quiet about them. My "services" had gone far beyond taking care of the kids, though. I had taken bill after bill as I gave the kid's grandpa a hand job in the kitchen, and then even more as I let him fuck me in the guest bathroom later that night. I had fallen asleep wondering if I was a whore now, taking money in exchange for sex....
When I woke the next day I gathered my things and got ready to leave and again, Grandpa J stopped me in the hallway. "I know you liked it" he whispered, his face close to mine. "It's okay to like it, you're a good girl. I'll see you again soon." Then he blew lightly on my ear and kissed it before walking away. I shuddered, feeling my nipples harden and my pussy pulse. I was sore down there and had bruises from where my hips had slammed into the bathroom counter last night. But I wasn't as hurt as the first time and my feelings of guilt and remorse faded a little faster. At school over the next few days, I was distracted by how my body felt and I would shift in my seat just to feel my shorts press against my swollen clit. Regular make out sessions with Bran almost always lead to us fondling each other after that. A few times I tried to pull him on top of me but he would hump himself against me, refusing to push inside. He would finish on my stomach or in my mouth and I would go home and play with myself, unsatisfied. I thought more and more about taking his virginity.
So when the next call came for me to come and babysit at Kate's, I was conflicted and excited. I arrived on time and listed to instructions on dinner and bedtimes. As usual, the kid's grandfather would be home, but this week Kate's older brother was also in town. He was home on leave from the Marines, but I probably wouldn't even see him since he had a date that evening....
After dinner the kids got themselves ready for bed. It really was an easy job. They were accustomed to their parent's going out and staying out late. As I stood at the sink doing the washing up, Grandpa Joe came in and stood behind me. He pushed himself up against my back and brought his hands around to my breasts, letting them wander and feel me. I stood still as a statues, letting him touch me. My clit immediately hardened and pushed against my panties. He brushed his hand against the front of my skirt, just barely making contact with my swollen clit. "I love how big and hard she gets." He murmured in my ear "Get those kids to bed and come out by the pool, I'm gonna suck that big clitty till you cum all over yourself tonight." With that he pulled away, leaving me horny and dizzy.
I did as I was told, waiting to go outside until I was sure the kids were asleep. When I went out, Grandpa J was stretched out on one of the lounge chairs. It was just the beginning of summer, and the evening was just warm enough for swim wear, but the old man was stretched out on a lounge chair with only a towel draped over his crotch. He clearly had an erection and was lazily stroking at it. He gestured for me to come to him and I obeyed, wondering what was in store for me this time. He usually caused both pleasure and pain and I found that frightening but also a little thrilling. Every step I took towards him, I was tempted to bolt away. I figured he would take what he wanted eventually though and found myself standing next to the lounge chair, waiting for his next command.
He reached up and pulled my swimsuit bottoms off. I stepped out of them as he sat up and brought his face to my crotch. My clit was standing at attention, practically reaching out to him and begging for his mouth. Grandpa Joe didn't disappoint. He ran his tongue from the base of my shaft to the little head before sucking the whole thing into his mouth. He sucked hard and then released, filling the swollen member with even more blood and somehow getting it harder than before. He repeated that several times and each time the pain of the suction was replaced by a wave of pleasure when he released it. My head swam and I was lost to the sensation and found myself running my hands over his face and head and moaning gently. My pussy was aching and drenched and all I wanted was for him to fill me up again.
He worked my clit with his mouth and tongue, occasionally lapping at my dripping slit until I was bucking my hips and felt the shiver of an orgasm building inside of me. Every time I got close, he would back off and focus his attentions to another area or would simply stop and stroke his hard cock. Eventually he reached up and guided me into his lap, facing away from him. His shaft stuck up between my legs and for a moment, it looked like it was part of my body. I glided my slit over it a few times, watching in wonder as my slick juices stuck to him before he lifted me, angling my body so that I was open for him. He lowered me onto him in one motion and I sank down, taking his whole cock inside of me. I moaned in pleasure as he filled me. My skin suddenly felt like it was on fire, wanting to be touched everywhere. My reservations about letting this old man have his way were forgotten, again.
Grandpa Joe didn't let me down. He guided my hips into motion over his lap before reaching around me, playing with my breasts and squeezing my nipples. Every once in a while he would pinch one of them harder. And harder. And harder. He would bring me just to the edge of squealing in pain before releasing me. When he would let go a flush of heat would pour over me. I was lost in sensation.
We were both snapped out of our pleasure at the sound of a car door slamming out in the driveway. Loud, angry words could be heard and it sounded like a couple arguing. We froze, listening. It sounded like the car sped off and the back gate opened. A man I hadn't seen before stepped into the yard and stopped, looking at the two of us. He was the perfect picture of a man. Tall and muscular. His hair was cut in a military style high fade and I could only guess that this was the brother Kate had told me was in town. Apparently his date had ended badly. He grinned as he took in the picture of his father with his dick buried in the babysitter and beneath me, Grandpa J recommenced grinding his hips.