But shit, I was the one getting schooled, not her.
“You’re doing good,” I called out roughly. “Keep going.”
She splashed some more and held on tight to the kickboard, breathing hard like she had a dick in her already. The pink swimsuit clung to her ass and back, bobbling up and down in the water, emphasizing those lush curves.
Meanwhile, I walked along the edge of the pool, pacing by her side, keeping an eye on the curvy figure but really just ogling that sweet form. Because this was the G-rated version of swim lessons. Earlier, I’d tried being in the water with her, but it was distracting as fuck. That sweet body had been wet and slippery against mine, rubbing into my dick through my small swim trunks. Aww, shit.
So after about two seconds in the pool with her, I climbed out. With my dick hard and already leaking, it was impossible to keep my hands off those slippery curves. And Sara knew for sure. She’d turned her head, eyeing the massive curve in my trunks and giggled.
“You don’t want to fill this pool with your jizz, Daddy?” she’d asked coyly, licking those pink lips. “It’s big enough.
I’d groaned. The thought of going for a lusty water-session with my girl turned me on, but fuck. She had to graduate and that meant learning to swim.
So I grunted, shaking my head.
“Daddy’ll give it to you afterwards,” I promised, eyes gleaming as I watched that curvy figure paddle. “There’s plenty of the good stuff for my baby.”
And Sara had giggled again, curves shaking.
“Okay Daddy,” she cooed. “You promised.”
And now, my balls felt heavy with the jizz waiting to unload in her ass or her pussy. My dick poked over the top of my trunks and I wasn't even trying to hide it. Whenever she floated my way, paddling and looking so fucking cute, she stopped in the shallow end and watched me with her tongue stroking her bottom lip, eyes on the head of my dick throbbing above the waist band of my trunks. She knew what she was doing to me, and my patience was just about done.
Groaning, I grabbed my dick and shifted it to a less painful position in my trunks.
My deployment was only a day away and I should be getting ready to jump on that transport to the next war zone, but all I wanted to do right now was jump on Sara and pound into that sweet ass of hers until she gave me another one of her screaming orgasms. My dick was harder and getting harder the longer I watched her.
Breathing hard, Sara held tight to the kickboard and turned around in the pool, heading back to the shallow end. I could see how nervous she was in the deep section.
"This is the last lap," I growled, walking along the edge. "You're a champ."
And she panted again, ass jiggling, trying to learn but giving me the biggest boner on the way. The way she looked in that bathing suit, splashing and gasping, her mouth wide open sucking desperately for air drove me fucking crazy.
Because every time I fuck her, I swear I get more and more caught up. Every taste of her pussy, that sweet mouth, or that tiny asshole of hers, make me want her more. Sara was as addictive as cigarettes or fucking crack cocaine. To be honest, I was getting a little worried about how much I was into her. But not worried enough to stop fucking. Not yet.
In the water, the female’s ass wiggled from side to side as she paddled hard to pass me, tired but determined to finish.
"That's my girl," I grunted, so low she couldn’t hear.
Finally, after a lot more huffing and puffing, the brunette got to the shallow end, keeled over from exhaustion but excited.
"Did you see?!" With her cheeks all flushed and pink, the female looked happy enough to do it all again. "I did it!” she said, shooting me a wide smile.
And the water splashed when I jumped in at her side, feet hitting the bottom.
"You did real good," I rumbled, stroking her back, feeling that luscious S-shape. "You ready for a reward?"
Her eyes lit up and damn near sparkled under the bright lights.
"What kind of reward, Daddy?” the girl whispered coyly, eyes dancing.
Oh yeah, Sara knew. Tugging the kickboard out of her hands, I tossed it toward the deep end of the pool. But the brunette didn’t even watch it go flying because her eyes were glued to my dick still playing hide and seek from the top of my swim trunks. Not that it was doing a good job of hiding. My dick was too fucking big and needy, cum running down the shaft. Sara licked her lips again.
"Come here, baby."
She came easy and quick, then gasped and grabbed my shoulders when I lifted her up out of the water to sit by the side of the pool.
“What are you doing?” Her eyes got real big but I could tell she was excited.
She bit her lips and wriggled against the concrete. I could smell her steaming cunt even through her bathing suit, and fuck, but it made my mouth water. Growling like a starving animal, I grabbed those fleshy hips, dragging the crotch of her bathing suit out of the way and dove into her pussy.
She was already wet, and not just from the pool. Her slippery cunt swallowed up my tongue, clit hard like a lifesaver. I didn't build up to shit or work up to anything, I just let go, going to town on that hot pussy. The last hour of swim lessons had been foreplay enough for both of is, and the juice between her legs told me I was right on the money with that.
"Oh, Mason!" She grabbed my ears while I ate her out. Those toned legs fell open wide as she pressed desperately into my face.
"Oh my God! Eat me, Daddy, unnnnh!”
Her dirty talk wasn't as good as mine, but I loved it nonetheless. It made my dick harder, and under the water, I grabbed that hard shaft, stroking myself while fucking her pussy with my tongue.
"Oh my God! I'm cumming!" the brunette screamed, hips thrashing and gyrating under my mouth.
Suddenly, those thick thighs slammed tight around my face like she was trying to suffocate me with a mound of female flesh. Good thing I’m a SEAL because holding my breath for a long time was my specialty. I dived deep in her juicy cunt as she came like a fucking fountain all over my face, girl-cum splashing me like a juice box, hot and delicious as fuck.
And when Sara was done trembling against my mouth, I climbed out of the water. "Get ready for me, baby girl. Because Daddy’s gonna fuck you now.”
My cock drooled pre-cum and although she had just cum, Sara stared like she was hungry to have it stuffed all the way in her mouth. Her lips were wet, nips standing up tight under that pink bathing suit. Aww, fuck fuck.
Because that swimsuit was a dream come true, seeing the way she filled it out, tits fat and juicy under the stretchy cloth, hugging her thick belly and cunt. Her naked thighs jiggled every time she moved and I wanted to slap them and paddle her ass to see the flesh ripple. Sara was a sexy playground, and I wanted it filled with my spunk, all the way to the max.
And the girl knew, she could sense my intetions. Scooting back on her ass on the edge of the pool, her eyes seared my dick.
“Can I taste you first?” she whispered, eyes hot on the good stuff. Literally, the hungry female’s tongue popped out of her mouth and licked the air, she was so fucking desperate.
“Yeah, baby. Take my dick in your mouth. Suck it like a lollipop.”
I slid my cock over her wet tongue and she moaned like she was getting the best popsicle in the world, sending the vibrations into my dick and right through my balls. Grabbing my fuckpole with both hands, the female sucked even harder, bobbing to get more of me in her wet cavern. Then those big brown eyes flicked upwards and damn, the sight was so sweet. How did I get so lucky? I had a curvy, creaming girl, kneeling at my feet with my dick jammed down her throat, and all she wanted was more. Sara whimpered around my thick pole even as I pushed further inside, dicktip visibly moving down her esophagus.
Everything turned my crank just right.
My balls felt tight and ready to unload in her throat, but I wasn't ready to come yet. I groaned and grabbed her hair.
"Go easy, baby. I don't want to come in your mouth. I want that hot snatch."
But I couldn't stop shoving her head down on my dick, letting it suck me. Her drool ran down my iron rod, slicking up my pole and dripping into my pubes.
It was fucking disgusting, and yet so fucking good.
And Sara moaned and wriggled on the hard concrete in response, desperate for my cum. I looked down and almost came when I saw that she was playing with her pussy. She'd shoved aside the edge of her bathing suit and had her shaved cunt exposed. Every thrust of her fingers into her hole making a squishing, wet noise.
Aww, shit.
I groaned and fucked into her mouth harder, pulling back to give her space to breathe every time she gagged.
“You’re doing so good, baby. Just take a little bit more,” I rasped. My dick rammed into her throat.
And finally, I shoved the trunks down my thighs, getting ready to explode down her throat. But she pulled off my dick, lips swollen and red from sucking, my heavy cock bouncing up in the air, glistening wetly.
Fuck, I wanted to come!
"You don't want to come in my mouth, remember?" she said, all sassy and bold with a smirk. That look on her face made me want to bend her over and slap her ass bright red.
I growled and reached for her, ready to grab her hair and yank her mouth back onto my dick but she moved fast and leaned backwards so that she was flat on the concrete. Then Sara did the nastiest, whoriest thing.
My little girl spread her legs and pulled aside the crotch of her bathing suit to show me that gleaming, dripping pussy, the lips swollen and inside bright pink and pulsing.
"You want this, Mason?" she cooed coyly. Wriggling a little, her pussy pulsed, dripping even more of that she-cum. Aw fuck, I was so fucked.
It was awkward as hell, but I managed to climb on top of her without banging the shit out of my knees. And oh yeah, but gripping my meaty dick, I fed it up that tight snatch inch by inch. Her cunt swallowed me with a greedy slurp, slick juices instantly coating my fuckshaft.
"Is this all for me, sweetness?" I rasped and slid deeper into her hot snatch. "All this pussy?"
"Yes, Mason, yes!" she moaned. "Fuck me! This is yours, Daddy, all yours!"
I pulled back, nearly all the way, so I could see the way her pussy slicked up my cock nice and wet and shiny. Then I shoved back into her, watching as that snatch swallowed me whole again. Aww fuck, Sara’s pussy was still so tight even though I’ve fucked her a million times now. The teen’s got the smallest cavity, the tiniest wet slit, and it’s always wet for me.
Meanwhile, the brunette watched me with those big, lust-filled brown eyes and bit her lip. Her lashes fluttered down low, and I could tell she was getting impatient, biting her lip over and over, dipping her chin to watch me fuck into her.
“Mason, please! Please fuck me harder,” the girl begged. She grabbed me and tried to get me to go faster, but I didn’t want to, not yet. I loved watching her pussy slip all over my fat dick as I slid in and out.
But then Sara took things into her own hands. Moaning like she was truly desperate for it, the brunette started to rub circles on her swollen clit with two fingers, rough and hard.
“Oh, yeah …” She grunted in relief and threw those brown curls back. Her hips jerked in the chair and under me. And then I had to fuck her for real. No more teasing. This was the real deal, and my dick slammed into that tiny snatch.
“Oh god!” she screamed, clutching my shoulders. The girl’s legs locked around my ass, pulling me deeper with every shove of my dick inside. “Oh god!”
“That’s it, take my dick,” I rasped in her ear. “Take Daddy’s big hard dick into your sweet pussy, do it, baby, do it."
It was so good that I wasn't going to last much longer. The cum rushed up, boiling in my balls and when Sara bucked under me, her pussy clenching tight, it happened. She threw her head and screamed like a wailing banshee.
“Daddyyyyyyy!” came her helpless cry as her cunt clamped around me, squeezing and spasming. “Oh gawd, Daddyyyyyy!”
And I was no better.
"Goddamn, baby,” I grunted, fucking into her deep as we both burst. “FUCK!”
The cum bath was unbelievable. I spurted and spurted again, blasting that hot vaginal cavern with gallons of man milk, coating my sweet girl with the good stuff. And Sara just kept screaming, milking me for more.
“Unnnh!” came her breathless cry, pussy still pumping. “Unnh, unnh!”
And finally, we both collapsed. That sweet cunt sucked me still, but it was more of a sweet tremor than a massive earthquake.
“Umm,” the brunette moaned, still stuck tight on my dick. “Ummm.”
Aw fuck, it was so good that I almost jerked and spurt again. But as a SEAL, I’ve learned to make the most of every situation, and this time was no exception. So pulling my shaft from that soft snatch, I watched as the glistening pole reappeared inch by inch. Aw fuck, it was so fucking nasty. A long line of semen connected my dicktip to her wetly creaming hole, the sticky loop dangling in mid-air.
And before I broke it, I looked hard at my baby, blue eyes seizing her brown.
“What do you say?” came the rough command. “What do little girls say to their Daddies after a nice, hard fuck?”
Her eyes fluttered up at me, still dazed with wonder, but I’ve trained Sara well. Those pink lips pouted and a mewl came out.
“Thank you Daddy,” she murmured. “Thank you, that’s the best dick I’ve ever had.”
And satisfied, I leaned over to seize her mouth with mine. Because fuck yeah, Sara thanks me for a cock in her puss. She thanks me when she takes it in her ass, or when I deposit a gush of virile sperm in her mouth. The brunette’s my little girl and as her Daddy, I teach my baby manners.
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Loving the Babysitter
~An Erotic Romance~
© 2016
By Cassandra Dee
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ABOUT THE BOOK
She was good with kids, and the alpha male wanted more babies.
I’ve known Mandy Smith for years now, ever since she started coming over to babysit my daughter. Back then, Mandy was a gangly teen with buckteeth and braces, someone I barely noticed. But something’s changed since she was away at college.
The braces came off.
The brunette got contacts.
And holy hell, but the girl developed curves!
Because I’ve been divorced for years now, and my gorgeous babysitter would be the perfect mommy for more children – our children!
DEDICATION
For everyone who’s ever loved someone off-limits.
CHAPTER ONE
Mandy
My ancient Accord puttered into the driveway of the Parkers’ house, coming to a grinding halt, and I breathed a sigh of relief. I’d made it. My car hadn’t broken down and I’d made it all the way to my next job. Because I hadn’t babysat for the Parkers in months now, and the money would definitely be useful with tuition due soon.
But as I got my bearings, another sigh escaped me because driveway probably wasn’t even the right word to describe the gravel road. It was a huge, circular rotunda, the kind that you could imagine an army of horses and carriages pulling up to, with a butler answering the door, stiff-lipped with a tray of drinks. And in addition to the huge, stone mansion, there were vast grounds, a beautifully landscaped garden, plus an infinity pool that I could glimpse just around the corner, the water peaceful and smooth in the winter light.
So yeah, the Parkers lived like kings. And even though we’re technically neighbors in the same gated community, my parents are in the modest
portion, with medium-sized homes and small yards, whereas my employers lived up the hill in the extravagant millionaires’ section. But what the hell, I was here for a job and little Violet was the cutest thing, a spunky ball of fire. I couldn’t wait to see her again, those flaxen curls, the baby blues that could melt your heart. Even when she was a terror, the tiny blonde was still adorable, a small whirlwind of energy that could make any adult smile and sigh with exasperation at once.
So switching off the ignition, I stepped out of my battered car before carefully walking up the steps to knock on the big door. Just a couple months ago, I would have bounded up the steps like a streak of lightning, athletic and thin as a whip. But I’ve changed these past couple months, and where I used to be rangy and gristly, now I had curves. There was no more tearing up the stairs like a girl on fire, there was too much bounce and flesh, too much sweet heft. So I walked like a lady, hips swaying, trying to keep things decent.
But total silence greeted me after ringing the doorbell. Weird, that was strange. After another minute, I rang the bell again. Maybe they were all upstairs and couldn’t hear? But then some scuffling noises sounded, some bumps, and finally the door opened, revealing Mr. Parker.
I smiled shyly, trying not to show my nervousness because Mr. Parker’s always been gorgeous and this time was no exception. The big male was huge and dark, filling up the doorway, making me feel positively tiny, teacup-sized. Of course I’d always noticed, but seeing him again only confirmed his hotness. Coal-colored hair and blue eyes so intense they positively seared my frame. Plus, he had body to die for as well, none of that flabby dad-bod stuff. Broad shoulders tapered to a trim waist, with long, powerful legs clad in dress pants.
“Oh hey Mandy,” he rumbled. “So sorry, we’re a little … Violet, stop!” he called out.
And as we stood there, a giant wail rang out, making Mr. Parker grimace a bit.
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