CHAPTER 1 Another boring day A light warm breeze wafted through the lecture hall window and gently caressed the young man's fringe. His honey locks swayed gently as he stared down at the paper in front of him. Reaching up, the stray hairs were pushed from his eyes - flicked off to one side so he could see better. He'd had the same hair cut for as long as he...
Throughout the years of me and my siblings growing up, we almost always had a babysitter. They usually didn't last long although, as a result of my parent's pickiness and our frequent complaints about each one. We had used a service for a while where we would hire teen girls from different countries, so that they could live with us and work for us while expe...
Please contact me with any feedback or suggestions, all are welcome! enjoy.... PS: you need to have read The Sitter first to enjoy this continuation thoroughly.... If you haven't, please go ahead and read it right now, then come back. I'll wait. :) I stood over Katie as she slumped on the couch, recovering from the shuddering orgasm that had wracked he...
"Don't you want to fuck me too?" The 18-year-old babysitter's words echoed in my mind in the next few days at my soulless office, which was lit in a permanent florescent noonday glow. The night after she gave me the blowjob, I paid Kristine for her time babysitting, and told her to go home. As much as I wanted to take her up to my bedroom and have my way wi...
All characters in this are above 18 years old. This is fictional story and doesn't resemble anyone in real life. Please comment as this is my first story. *** Shaju is a perfect full figured woman with a bouncy, milky, natural tits, and firm ass with a figure of (38DD-34-40). She wears a 34dd low cut sports bra whenever she works out, this makes her milk...
Many towns, come fall, boast festivals, fairs, or carnivals. Dr. Greg Clark’s town was no different. For two weekends every year in October, the town green was consumed by gigantic slides best traversed atop burlap sacks, humming generators powering merry-go-rounds and food trucks, and countless booths hawking paintings by unknown artists, knit caps, inflata...
Life in Newton, Mass is pretty good. They should call it Newtit Mass with the unnatural wonders that bored housewives are having glued to their breastbones these days. I was able to develop a few medical technology products in conjunction with Harvard years ago and thoroughly enjoy a semi-retired life with my trophy wife who still puts in a few hours as a nu...
This is a new story. All characters in sexual situations are over the age of eighteen at the point of their involvement. Please let me know how you like this one. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Kelly? Is that you?" I have to be clear, it wasn't anything about the young woman's appearance that made her seem familiar. It was her voice. Something about her v...
What a great day I would have. I was in my room, laying in bed when my phone rang. I answered it. "Hello," I said. "Who is this?" "Hello Vinod," the caller said. "It's Aunty Manori." "Yes," I said. "I remember you. Naveduni's mom. What's up?" There was a brief pause before she proceeded with her statement. "So," Manori said. "I heard that you are looki...
I sat at my desk in a daze, my mind spinning. This morning, I knew what I was doing, I thought. That was before Kylie Morgan walked into my life. This morning, I was working on hiring a live-in babysitter. Now, I'm planning on hiring a live-in babysitter and mistress . . . fuckbuddy . . . personal slut . . . something—and I'm not even sure I got those in the...