When I arrived at my weekly babysitting job, Steve’s wife, Barbara, greeted me at the door wearing a gorgeous black dress that hugged her athletic body. Her long blond hair was styled in an elegant updo. I could smell her perfume when I walked in, and recognized the dark, seductive scent of Poison by Dior. I figured they must be headed somewhere fancy for date night tonight. Barbara smiled at me as Steve yelled from the l...

I was wet. So incredibly, fucking wet. I’d known Sally fancied him; she’d told me. Facing the wall like that, I couldn’t see what they were doing. But I could hear. Hear her giggle. Moan. Gasp. Alan’s eyes had lit up at my cheeky proposal. On returning home, Sally watched mesmerised as Alan scolded me, flipped me over his knee, yanked my panties down, and delivered a blistering, bare-bottom spanking. Now, hands on my head...

I was incredibly excited to try out Steve’s gift, and practiced with the butt plug all week, getting used to the feeling of it sliding in and out, wondering what Steve would feel like inside me compared to the small plug. I got dressed in what was becoming my “babysitting uniform” of sorts, as I knew Steve loved my short little skirts and low-cut tank tops that showed off my curves. I slid the plug in easily, after all my...

I felt like my entire body was buzzing as started getting ready for my babysitting job later that evening. I was excited, scared, and turned on all at the same time. I had no idea what might be waiting for me in Steve’s secret movie stash, and his warning about doing more naughty things to me had given me plenty of self-pleasuring fantasy material all week. I kept replaying the events from our last encounter in my head, g...

When I was a senior in high school, I used to babysit a little girl every Friday, so her parents could have a date night. The couple was in their 40s, and both were quite attractive. The wife was always nice and polite, but I felt like the husband, Steve, was always kind of flirting with me. I was young (barely 17) and shy, and always got a bit flustered at his attention. I remember one time he said, “I bet you’re a real...

It was her eyes. Such a pretty, pale blue magnified by her thick glasses. And the way she was looking up at me when she stammered out, “P-please, Mr. Hook. Will you teach me how to please you?” How could I ignore such a sweet request? I looked down at her, already so obediently on her knees. Her blonde hair was tied in two pigtails, which I bounced in my palms before tightening my grasp around them. “Why do you want to le...

The house smelled like lemon polish and wealth trying not to show off. It was big but mostly empty like they’d only just moved in and hadn’t figured out what parts they wanted to live in yet. White walls. Pale wood floors. Big glass doors that looked out onto a backyard with a pool the color of glacier melt. Everything inside was sharp-edged and echoey like a magazine spread someone forgot to warm up. I didn’t mind. It wa...

"You're so good with them, Claire," Jason said, handing her the typical two twenty-dollar bills. "Thanks for watching Adi and Jay tonight. This time of year, it is so hard for me to get home at a regular hour." Claire looked up at him with her wide, innocent eyes. "It's no problem, Mr. Wyatt. They're great kids." Jason noticed the faint blush that crept up her cheeks. He couldn't help but let his gaze linger on her chest,...

Every day, Katy felt and saw her belly grow. She loved being pregnant, even if it meant aliens were growing inside her. Every day, Misty would attend to her needs. Feeding her the reptilian proteins she needed to nourish the babies growing inside of her. It gave her great pleasure when Misty kissed her and slipped her tongue down her throat. She, in turn, let Misty feel her pleasure. Misty didn't stop pleasuring her surro...