Hopefully you've read the first part of my story, in which I got our 18 y/o babysitter, Sara, into my bed for a night of passion, when my wife was away on business.

Sara couldn't spend the night that time because she still lived at home with her parents, but she told them she was spending the next night at her best friend Janine's house. That would allow us to have an entire night and the next morning for unbridled sex.

Sara told me she would arrive around 7 pm, and she wouldn't have to leave until at least noon the next day. This was Saturday, so I was home all day, and of course, would be off the next day as well. I took advantage of the time to go shopping for a few toys.

She was a wholesome-looking girl on the outside, but Friday night showed me she was a wild woman inside. I wanted to introduce her to all kinds of kinky new ideas and experiences. I bought handcuffs and ties. My wife Angela has an assortment of dildos and vibrators, so there was no need to buy those. I also bought a pair of nipple clamps. These might be too much for Sara, at least for now, but I wanted to have them "just in case".

It was getting towards evening. I made myself a light supper and had a couple of drinks. I was oddly nervous and needed the drinks to relax a little. I didn't want any alcohol once Sara got here. She was only 18, and I didn't want even a hint of doing anything that could be viewed as lowering her defenses.

It was another warm Spring evening, so I was dressed in shorts and a t-shirt. Promptly at 7, the doorbell rang. I opened it, Sara stepped in, and immediately jumped into my arms and wrapped her legs around my waist, and her arms around my neck. I was startled, but fortunately, I didn't lose my balance. It would have been very embarrassing to go crashing to the floor with this beautiful girl wrapped around me!

She kissed me with passion, our tongues swirling together. She said, "Oh, God, Marty, today just crawled. I thought 7 o'clock would never come!"

She hopped down from my arms, and we moved to the sofa. She said, "I called Janine and told her everything about last night. She didn't believe me at first, but I assured her it really happened. I even told her how your wife role-played that she was me when you had sex with her last week. She told me, 'You're such a little slut, Sara!' What could I say but agree with her?"

"Do the two of you share details of everything you do sexually?"

"Yeah, pretty much! Sometimes, when we sleep over, we'll get naked and tell each other dirty things we've done. We rub our pussies as we talk about the boys we've sucked and fucked."

"Do you touch one another when you say all this?"

"Not so far, but Janine is so sexy. I think I'm pretty, but she is sexier than I am. I would love to kiss and touch and lick her. Would that make me a lesbian?"

"No, not a lesbian, but bi maybe. I think there is nothing sexier than two beautiful women making love to each other!"

"Has Angela ever been with another woman?"

"No, but she has admitted to me she is curious about it. If the right circumstances happened, she'd play with another girl, I think."

"Would she play with me, do you think? I can't get that image of her pretending to be me as you fucked her out of my head! She's a gorgeous woman."

"Oh, wow! That would be hot, wouldn't it? The three of us in bed together?"

"You should work on her to see if you could make it happen."

I laughed. "Sara, I would have to be so careful how I went about something like that. I don't want to fuck up my marriage over this, you know!"

"I know. I'm mostly kidding, but not entirely. I'd be up for that if it ever happened. Think about it, Marty. Would you like to have both me and Angela naked in your bed with you?"

"Fuck, yes, but for now it will have to be one of you at a time! Speaking of that, why don't we stop talking and go up to the bedroom?"

I took Sara's hand and pulled her to her feet. She was wearing rather scandalously skimpy shorts and a tank top. The sides of her luscious boobs peeked from the tank top. Just taking her in with my eyes had my cock twitching. We walked upstairs to my bedroom, where we had amazing sex last night, and now we were about to do so again.

I pulled her tank top off, baring her breasts that were a 34B or so, I surmised. My hands fondled them, and my fingers pinched and twisted her nipples so she gasped. "Oh, that hurts a little, but it feels so good. It sends a rush straight down to my pussy."

I told her, "I want to watch as you wriggle out of those slutty little shorts!"

Sara smiled naughtily as she unsnapped them and tugged the zipper down. She wiggled her hips as she slowly pushed them down her thighs. All she had on now was a tiny little maroon thong. The front panel barely covered the slit of her pussy, and then she turned around. That lucky string of her thong was nestled between her two sexy ass cheeks. She wiggled, and I saw the string reluctantly emerge from her crack, and she slid it down her legs and stepped out of it. She bent down and handed it to me. I pressed it to my nose and inhaled her scent.

She then knelt in front of me. She unbuttoned and unzipped my shorts. She pulled them and my boxers down in one motion, and my already rock-hard cock bounced into view.

"Marty, your cock is so beautiful! I love that big mushroom head. I want to suck it."

She engulfed my cock between her lips. She moved her head back and forth, as her tongue expertly worked the sensitive underside of my shaft. Her hand cupped my balls, and she gently squeezed them.

She popped her lips from my cock and replaced it with her hand. "I've sucked quite a few boys' cocks. I guess I am kind of a slut. But, Marty, yours is the most beautiful I've ever seen, or touched, or sucked, or fucked!"

Then she went back to sucking it. I begin moving my hips, fucking her mouth. The sight of her on her knees before me was overwhelming. I wanted her so badly. Right at that moment, I'm not sure I could have even remembered my wife's name! I still had my shirt on, so I pulled it up over my head and tossed it aside. We were both totally nude now. A 37 y/o married man and his 18 y/o college freshman babysitter!

I pulled her to her feet. We pressed our bodies together, and we kissed. My hands were on each of her ass cheeks, and I squeezed them. I moved one hand to her cunt, and I slipped my fingers inside her. She was absolutely soaked. I don't think there is any aspect of sex I enjoy more than burying my face between a beautiful woman's thighs and eating her sopping pussy.

I gently pushed Sara onto the bed. She spread her legs, and I lowered my cock to her mouth and my head to her cunt. She again engulfed my cock between her lips, as my tongue began lapping at her beautiful pink slit. We continued to 69 like this. My tongue flicked over her clit, and my fingers began slipping in and out of her slippery, wet hole.

She played with my balls as she sucked my cock. I sensed she was about to cum. She was moaning, and the vibrations of her moans felt like heaven on my cock. I flicked her clitoris even faster, and then she was bathing my face in cum, just as I erupted down her throat. Spurt after spurt of my spunk pulsed into her mouth, and she swallowed every drop.

Slowly, my cock softened and then slipped from between her lips. I lifted my head from between her thighs and climbed off her. I looked at her, my face coated in her juices. She laughed. "Looks like I came pretty hard!", she said. "I loved swallowing down all your cum, Marty. Let me clean your face now."

She sat up and began licking all her juices from my chin, lips, and cheeks. "I taste really good, I think! I really would love to taste another woman's pussy to see if they would taste better. Maybe Angela's one day! I think the next time I see Janine, I'm going to taste her!"

We lay back down, just holding each other and cuddling. We had all night, so a little break was nice.

I said to Sara, "You know, I really am wondering if I could somehow get Angela to want a threesome with you. I will have to be VERY careful how I go about it, because I would have to admit that you and I fucked while she was away. We have talked in the past about taking other partners, and while we both said we would be ok with it, it can be a different thing entirely when it actually happens."

"Have you ever fucked anyone else besides me since you married Angela?"

"No, Sara. You are the first woman I've fucked other than my wife in over seven years. You're the youngest girl I've EVER fucked."

"Am I a good fuck?"

"You are amazing! You may not have enjoyed those boys you've been with that much, but you sure learned how to please a man!"

A slow smile spread across her face. "Fuck me now, Marty. Please. I need your cock inside me."

As she said this, her hand was sliding up and down my rapidly hardening cock. I got on top of her and placed her ankles on my shoulders. She reached down and guided my cock to the entrance of her pussy. I slid in easily because she was so wet, but her young cunt was still deliciously tight.

I fucked her hard. So hard that her feet up on my shoulders wiggled like mad from my thrusts.

"Fuck me, Marty. Use me. I'm a whore for you. I'm your slut! Ohhh, fuck me harder!"

I fucked her so hard, I grunted loudly with each thrust. "Cum for me, you dirty slut!" I shouted. I slapped the top of her mound as I pounded her with my cock. That put her over the edge, and she began cumming and cumming. She thrashed and moaned as I fucked her without mercy.

Suddenly, I stiffened and flooded her cunt with my second load of the night. I moved her ankles from my shoulders, and her legs fell on either side of me. We were both panting from the exertion. Sweat coated our bodies. Sara lowered her mouth to my softening cock, and took it between her lips to clean my shaft of our juices.

I then spread her legs wide and buried my head between them. I've always enjoyed cleaning my wife's cunt of our combined cum, and Sara was no exception. The taste of my semen, her cum, and the heady wetness of her pussy was intoxicating. I couldn't get enough of it.

Again, we lay side by side and just cuddled. After a bit, I said, "We are each a sweaty mess. Let's shower and clean one another. You've made me feel like a new man, Sara. I can't get enough of you. Come. Let's take a shower together."

"Can I pee first?" she asked me.

"Only if you let me watch."

"Really? You want to watch me pee?"

"Yes, Sara. I'm going to teach you a lot of kinky things. Put your legs on either side of the toilet, so I can really see."

I could tell she was very embarrassed, but I also knew she didn't want to disappoint me in anything. I watched as her urine went into the bowl. I wanted her to fully learn that obedience is central for a young slut like her.

She wiped herself and stood up, still blushing. She came to me and put her arms around me. "Is that what you wanted, Marty?"

"Yes, Baby Doll. Hold my penis now as I piss."

It felt divine having this lovely girl holding my cock as I pissed. She is learning so quickly.

Once I finished, she flushed, and I turned the water on in the shower. We got in together and held each other under the warm spray. We kissed tenderly as our hands roamed over each other's bodies. I grabbed the soap and lathered her. I made sure to clean every inch of her. Not because she was so dirty, but because it felt so divine. She turned her back to me and leaned against me as I rubbed her breasts, tummy, and pussy.

She then did the same to me, paying special attention to my cock.

"I'm learning so much from you. In a way, it's almost like you are my Daddy, my sex Daddy."

"Call me that then. I would love that!"

She smiled. "Okay, Daddy!"

We rubbed our naked, soapy bodies together as we kissed. I reached down to her ass and slid a finger inside her crack until I found her sphincter. I pushed my finger into her ass, and she gasped at the unexpected intrusion.

"Oh my God, what are you doing, Daddy?"

"Do you like how it feels?" As I asked her this, I began pushing my finger in and out of her virgin butt.

"Ohh, it does feel good! Would your cock feel like this, too?"

I chuckled. "I'm afraid not, Sara. My cock is a hell of a lot bigger than my finger, but I'm glad you like how this feels. I think you will end up loving my cock in there eventually."

She started jerking my cock as I continued to finger-fuck her ass.

I whispered, "Let's dry ourselves off and get back into bed. The night is still young, my horny little slut!"

Sara looked so young and vulnerable standing there naked and dripping wet. I carefully dried her, as in my head, I was planning new ways to train my sexy babysitter in more submission.

All dry now, we walked back into the bedroom. I took her in my arms and whispered, "Sara, do you trust me fully?"

She looked deep into my eyes and whispered, barely audibly, "I do. Please do whatever you desire to me, Daddy."

I told her if at any time, she wanted me to stop, to tell me, "Stop, Daddy! No more!"

She gave me a nervous smile. "Okay, Daddy, but I promise I will try very hard not to say that. Are you going to hurt me?"

"Some things might hurt or sting a little, but I think you will love it. Are you ready?"

She whispered, "Yes, Daddy. I'm excited!"

I slipped a blindfold over her eyes and lay her down on the bed. With handcuffs, I attached her wrists to my headboard, and then I tied her ankles to the foot of my bed with silk scarves. She looked so exquisite lying naked and spread-eagled on my bed, every inch of her exposed and vulnerable.

I planned to start very gently, and slowly make what I would do to her kinkier and more exciting.

"Are you ready?"

"Yes!"

I took a feather, and I lightly circled her breasts with it, and then I ran it over each of her nipples. She shivered a little as I moved the feather down her body, gently brushing it over her tummy, circling her navel, and down near her pussy. I avoided it, though, and moved the feather over her hip and then brushed it over her inner thighs. She was moaning and telling me how amazing it felt, especially since she couldn't see what I was doing.

"Yes, little one, when you are deprived of a sense, your other senses are heightened."

Now, I took the feather and ran it up and down her slit. I could see she was getting wetter and wetter! She was wriggling on the bed as I played with her pussy with the feather.

I lifted the feather from her body. She audibly went, "Ohhhh! That felt so wonderful!"

"I'll be right back, Sweet One!" I told her

"Where are you going?"

"SHHH!"

My plan was simply to go downstairs to the refrigerator, retrieve an ice cube, and replace the feather with it. However, the apprehension in her voice when she said, "Where are you going?" gave me a naughty idea. I decided to leave her there for a little while, as I made myself a drink. I poured myself a scotch and water, added some ice, and sat down to enjoy my drink.

After a few minutes, I heard a very worried shout, "Daddy? Where are you? Daddy?"

I sipped my drink some more. "Marty?? Don't leave me here! Help me!!"

I decided I had tortured her enough. I took an ice cube from the freezer and very quietly crept back upstairs. I didn't want her to hear me approach. I snuck into the bedroom. She was squirming on the bed rather frantically.

I approached her and lowered my hand with the ice cube onto her nipple.

"Oh, my God! What is that? Daddy? Is that you?"

I circled her nipple with the ice, and then did the same to her other nipple. I dragged the ice cube down her tummy, leaving a trail of water until I reached her cunt. I still hadn't said a word.

I pushed the ice cube into her steaming hot cunt, which made her gasp in surprise.

"Oh, my fucking God! Daddy? What are you doing? Oh, fuck, that's so goddamn cold!"

Her body was wriggling like crazy, but she couldn't really move because of her restraints.

"It's too cold?" I asked her, speaking for the first time. "Okay, no more ice!"

"Oh, God, Daddy, it IS...