1. The Babysitter II


    Date: 10/3/2016, Categories: Fantasy, Anal, Cheating, Erotica, Incest, Threesome, Author: Unknow user, Rating: 93.3, Source: sexstories.com

    strong arms. "Oh, baby! You were great!" I panted as I fought to catch his breath. "Do we have an encore?" she asked softly, with a smile. "We have all night, Becky," I said, as I lightly kissed her soft, yielding lips. "I don't want to stop fucking you, baby." She looked back down the hall to the twins' bedroom; thankfully, they were too far away to hear the loud sounds of desire and excitement that had come from Becky while I fucked her sweet little pussy. It was, by far, the most erotic thing the thirty-two-year old mother had ever witnessed. She watched through the cracked door as her husband kissed and caressed the young girl. She listened to the two as they murmured words of lustful endearment, noticed the way Becky's soft, young hand caressed her husband's now limp cock, and noiselessly inhaled a deep, tremulous breath. Most women, she knew, would not like to find their husband in a similar situation, but not Amy. She had her own agenda. And, on trembling legs, she finally stepped silently into the room. "You two have been very naughty," she said, coming fully into the room and approaching the foot of the bed. She watched with amusement as we both sat bolt upright, our eyes wide with panic as we looked at her. We were completely naked, with nowhere to go, and she could see the wheels turning inside my head as I desperately searched for an explanation. Amy was tempted to wait, to hear my rationalization for getting caught in the act of ravaging a young girl in their ...
    living room. But her pussy was on fire and she frantically needed release. "Amy! What the? W-what are you doing home?" I stammered for a response. "I was able to catch an earlier flight. I wanted to come home and surprise you. It looks like I did just that too!" "Oh shit, honey... I can explain..." I stammered. "I doubt it, dear," Amy smiled sweetly, as she turned her attention to Becky. "And who is your little playmate here?" "This is B-becky... she's... she's the babysitter," I said, lowering my head. "The babysitter? You are fucking the girl who is supposed to be watching our children? Oh Michael, isn't that a little cliche'... even for you?" "I-I'm s-so sorry, Mrs. Davis," Becky managed to say in a trembling, panic-filled voice. "Are you, Becky?" Amy asked softly. "You certainly didn't sound sorry a few minutes ago when my husband's cock was buried in that little whore cunt of yours." She stepped forward, slowly unbuttoning the last remaining buttons on her blouse and shrugging it off her shoulders to let it fall to the floor behind her. She approached the cowering girl and knelt on the floor between the young girl's naked legs. She ran her hands slowly and gently up along Becky's thighs. Becky gasped softly when she saw Amy's naked body. "Let's see just how sorry you are." "Mrs. D-Davis..." Becky stammered, as she watched the older woman caress her legs, her thighs. Becky looked to me, confused and imploring me, seeking help. But I just watched, too stunned myself to offer ...
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