by Selina Kerr
Backing
the
Babysitter
© Selina Kerr
This is a work of erotic fiction,
and thus contains graphic descriptions of sexual acts.
All characters portrayed are fictitious, consenting and over 18.
Images are for illustrative purposes only.
Prologue
I stroked her hair, nodded, and then move back to where I get a better view. Just at that moment, Jasper made his first push with his massive cock, the swollen, bulbous head of it pressing up against the puckered rim of her tight pink bud. Even though he had used as much lube as he possibly could, it did not go in easily.
He adjusted his position and pushed in harder, Elizabeth straining back at him, murmuring words and phrases like “go on baby, you can do it, stick me with your big fat cock oh God you feel so good..”
Jasper rubbed his hands over her back, soothing her, calming her, and gripped her hips to hold her still again. “Are you ready for me, baby?” he asked in a low, sexy voice.
“Always.” She was whispering now, front of her body resting on the couch, back arched like a cat as she pushed back to give him full access to a hot, sweet ass.
“Here it comes…”
Part One
My wife was away. She was gone for a week, and she had taken the kids with her. This meant I could live the bachelor lifestyle once again. I was living on take-out meals, pizza boxes scattered around the kitchen, and was enjoying watching my choice of TV in my underwear. I do love her, and my children – of course I do — but every now and then a man needs a break. And, let’s be honest, she probably enjoyed the same, which is why she wanted to go and visit her sister alone.
Of course, it wasn’t just TV that I was enjoying watching. It was pretty for you, sitting with my laptop on my stomach as I browsed my favorite porn sites. Without the danger of being caught by my kids coming home from school early or deciding not to go to their sports clubs, I was able to get down to the business of watching the kind of porn that I couldn’t get enough of… anal.
Amateur stuff really turns me on. It isn’t the huge-breasted, surgically enhanced dolls that turn me on. No, it’s the ordinary woman. And when I see her making herself so vulnerable and yet so powerful at the same time as a big cock fucks her ass, well, let’s just say by the second day of my wife’s holiday I was in danger of dying from dehydration.
Following some links from a fellow ass-lover’s blog, I came across a new idiot posting site. This one was only for amateurs, and seemed mostly to be young couples uploading their grainy, exciting phone footage. The categorization was easy to follow, and soon I found myself watching clip after clip of people showing off their amazing sex skills. The lucky guys were getting to ream all types of girls — black, white, skinny, round – and I was the delighted voyeur, sharing in their sex. It was awesome. After I finish the latest video, I was still so hard and had to cum before I exploded so I reloaded the search page. As I browsed further down, looking at videos that had been posted in the last few months, one of the stills caught my eye. It was only half of the girl’s face, but half was all I needed. I recognized her immediately. Elizabeth.
I clicked on it. Of course I did. And I video loaded, I could hear her giggles as the guy behind the camera coaxed and complemented her. Then there was a phone on close-up of her face, and I was absolutely certain I was looking at my neighbor’s daughter.
She pulled her top up over her head, stroked her tits invitingly for the camera, and then turned around to show her naked ass. She reached behind itself, spread her cheeks and gave me a prime view of the public little asshole and her shaven pussy. It was glistening with lube and just the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. My erection, which had already been hard for a good twenty minutes, seemed to double in size, and I couldn’t help but start to stroke myself as I watched her bend and perform for the camera.
And then the guy came into view. I never seen him before, a tall, muscular black man around Elizabeth’s age, which I guessed at twenty now. He took his fine, massive dick in his hand and began running it around her asshole as he murmured encouragingly to her. And then, as my mouth watered and my hand began to move even faster, I saw him begin to push into her little puckered hole.
I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. Could it be true? Could a girl who looked after our children, the girl that had watched grow up as she played in a neighbor’s back garden, be the same sexually enthusiastic woman I could see on the screen in front of me? I watched even closer, as a close-up of her face showed her mouth, slack with passion, open in another moan. The camera cut again to the huge black cock that was pushing up inside her tiny ass. It was really stretching her — pushing the edges of her hole so wide that it looked like it might split her in two.
My own cock began to strain and buck in sympathy as I stroked myself harder, making my fingers just that little bit tighter as I imagined that I was working my way up into her tight little hole. I felt a little guilty about it; after all, I have known this girls since she was quite small. But she was well over eighteen now, and so perhaps it was okay that I was watching this. Also, I reasoned, the fact that she had acted in this film and made available on the internet spoke to the fact that she was in charge of her own sexual destiny. Who was I to comment? I know if I had my way, I would be fucking the asses of any hot girls who let me. Married or not. It was finding them that had always been the problem.
The thing was, it had always been a fantasy of mine. Ever since I had first clapped eyes ass-fucking in porn, I was a man obsessed. Before I’d actually seen it, it wasn’t something that I had thought about in any great detail. I was mainly concerned with getting my dick into a tight wet pussy. But the moment I witnessed a huge cock drilling into a tiny asshole, heard the moaning, saw the stretched and gaping result as the girl bent her ruined ass towards the camera to let the hot cum drip out — well, let’s just say that from that moment on I thought about ass fucking every day. Multiple times. It was hot.
I had talked about it with my wife, particularly when we went through a bad stage at about eight years in. The children were small, and I was feeling neglected. We were both working full-time, so sneaking around trying to have sex in the time that we had available to us when the children were asleep just meant that we were tired. Sadly, it was barely the basics for a very long time.
We talked about counselling, because we didn’t want to break up. But what I really wanted was to spice up sex life — and to me, that meant doing something different. I asked Lana what she was into, to tell me anything she wished. Tied up? Tie me up? Another person? But she wasn’t enthusiastic about anything. Then I brought up anal, which she had always known I was into, and that she said she was open to when we got married.
And yet, when it came to it, Lana just didn’t want to.
And I’m not horrible person. There’s no way I would try and guilt somebody into doing something that they didn’t want to do. I love my wife, and because I do I want her to be happy. Our sex life has improved a lot in the last six years — not to say that we are at it like rabbits, but we are in a comfortable rhythm and she seems satisfied.
But as I watched my little neighbor get her ass reamed by ten inches of firm, greasy black dick, saw her glance back at the camera and give an enormous grin, I had regrets.
Plenty of them.
The video finished without either of them cumming. I was about to rewind a watch again, when I saw that it was one of a series. In fact, there was a whole damned playlist.
Six films. Each with Elizabeth getting her ass stuffed by a different guy. I had assumed that the black man who was filming her was her boyfriend, but it was obvious now that she was the on
e in charge. The thumbnails showed her getting stretched out by different men, some her own age, some much older, because in the last one I could see like the beer belly of an old fat guy with grey hair.
I was incredulous. What was this girl up to? My mind was reeling, and I knew I had to find out everything about how these clips made it onto the Internet.
But in the meantime, I settled back, cock in hand, and hit play all.
Part Two
The next morning, I tidied up the house. I filled the trash bags with take-out boxes and beer bottles, and spruced the place up a bit, making sure that it was comfortable for my guest. When I got to 12 o’clock, I settled down on their couch and waited for my neighbor’s daughter to arrive. When she knocked on the door, she looked amazing. I invited her in, letting her walk past me into the house so I could watch her ass move under her little tartan skirt as she walked.
“Thank you for coming, Elizabeth.” She had settled on the sofa, and had a slightly concerned look on her face. I knew that she must be feeling a little bit worried — it had been a few months since she had babysat for us, so she probably didn’t think it was anything to do with kids. But she could tell from my manner that it was something more important than asking her to come and watch them again.
“That’s okay, Mister Davis.” She folded her hands in her lap and focused her attention completely on me, waiting to hear what to say.
“Now, Elizabeth. I’m not going to muck around. It’s better if these things just get said out loud immediately, and then nobody has to be embarrassed or worried.” I leaned forward and peered intently into her face. “So I want to tell you now that I have recently found some videos of you on the internet. Sexual videos.”
Her eyes grew round, and her hands, so pretty with their bubble-gum-pink nail varnish, flew up to her face to cover her mouth. I could tell that she was completely shocked. It obviously never occurred to her that people she knew would be able to watch those films. Even though she was well over eighteen, a fully-grown woman, at that moment she seemed very young.
I continued in a serious tone. “Now it doesn’t matter how I found them, but I want to make sure you realize that if I did, then others may do the same.”
“You watched them?” she stammered.
“Oh yes, baby. I watched them all.” It was all I could do to stop myself from grinning. “And the first thing I want to do is check that you were happy to make them. You are the daughter of my neighbor, and I’ve known you for many years, ever since you were a teenager. You hear a lot of stories about girls being tricked into having sex on camera, sometimes blackmailed. And so first, I just want to make sure that you are okay.”
Elizabeth hands dropped slowly from her face, and she settled back into the sofa. “Oh, Mister Davis, no, no, it was nothing like that. It was all me… I mean, it was my idea.” She gave me an earnest look. “It’s really sweet of you to be concerned about me in that way. But I can guarantee that I’m not being hurt or exploited by anyone.”
“I’m relieved to hear it,” I said, leaning back into my chair. As she had spoken, I had studied her for any indication that she was telling ne a lie. But there was a confidence to her, and an almost amused reaction to my suggestion that she might have been taken advantage of. It was obvious that she enjoyed having her ass fucked on camera.
This is some girl, I thought. I’m not sure I’ve ever met anyone like before. Or…I mused, maybe I have, and just didn’t know it.
That was an exciting thought. All the women I’d worked with over the years, all the girls who had served me in stores or waited on me in coffee shops. All of the women I saw when I walked down the street every day… maybe all of these were into having their asses invaded and stretched out by a huge, hard, invading cock.
Maybe all you had to do was ask.
“So.” Elizabeth interrupted my thoughts. “Is there anything you want to know?”
It seems like an odd question. There were so many things I wanted to know. When did she first do it? What made her decide to put on the Internet? Would she ever do with me? (This was the most important thing crossing my mind at the time, of course…) But I managed to buy back of his questions and just smile at her gently.
“I mean,” she went on, “I think you can probably guess I’m a bit of an exhibitionist. My boyfriend and I like to make these videos and put them out for people to see. It really turns us on. He’s going to love hearing about this.”
As she was talking, I could see that she was excited. Her chicks got pinker, and she was moistening her lips with her tongue between her words. Her eyes were shining as she was staring at me, and there was a change in the atmosphere of the room. I couldn’t speak. All I could do was keep silence as she carried on talking, saying words that I could only ever dream hearing a girl like her say to me.
“But besides the exhibitionism, I just love being fucked in the ass. It feels so good, you know? So different to being fucked in my pussy.” She laughed prettily. “It’s my favorite thing in the world.”
“You are…” My voice came out horse, and I cleared my throat before I could continue. “You are obviously proud of your body. And why not? You’re a beautiful girl.”
“The idea of you looking at my body and thinking beautiful is pretty exciting.” She was breathing harder now. “Is there anything else you’d like to say to me?”
Dare I say? Dare I say the words? My cock was straining underneath my loose shorts, driving me on to speak of my desires.
Fuck it.
I took a deep breath. “Elizabeth, watching those videos blew my mind. All I could think about all morning is you, because I want to fuck your ass.” My voice had come out in a half-whisper. “It looks so good on the videos. So pink and perfect.”
“Yes,” she replied quickly, her face flushing. “And I am tight. Which is good, because I love the feeling of being stretched.” As I watched, I could see her nipples hardening through her little top. “So tell me, Mr Davis. You watched them all?”
“Yes.”
“More than once?”
I swallowed hard. “Yes.”
She was gazing into my eyes now. “And what were you doing when you watched them? Were you jerking off, stroking your fat dick to your little neighbor girl? You’re a bad man.” She gave a playful giggle. “A very bad man.”
My voice was hoarse. “Yes, I jerked off to you. I came so hard when those men filled you up with their cum.”
“Which one was your favorite? You can tell me.”
“The black one.”
She smiled. “Jasper. He had a dick that makes me want to cry, it’s so perfect. And he likes to ride me hard.” The tip of her tongue peeked out of her mouth as she thought. “Now, as I recall, the video doesn’t show Jasper cumming in me. So what was it about the video that you liked, hmm? Was it that his big black cock was so rough with me?”
“Yes,” I managed to murmur.
“You liked watching me take it?”
I nodded, because my voice was completely gone, swallowed up by my horniness. My cock was so hard under my shorts that it was tenting them, and I saw her gaze linger on my zipper.
“Well, Mr Davis. I can see that you’re ready. Why don’t you pull it out and let’s see what we have here?”
I did as I was told. The moment I unzipped my cock sprang out as if it was trying to get at her.
“My my,” she said. “You’ve been keeping that a secret, haven’t you? I bet Mrs Davis is a happy woman.”
If only you knew, I thought, but kept my mouth shut, and just watched her as she stood and walked towards me.
Elizabeth put and finger on her lip, as if making a decision. “Now,” she said. “Let me see. First, I think I’d like it in my mouth. Is that okay?”
I nodded again, and watched, open-mouthed, as she got on her knees before me. Once again, I found myself wondering if I was dreaming. I couldn’t believe that my sexy next-door neighbor was on her knees, about to engulf my swollen prick in her lo
vely wet mouth. Elizabeth smiled at me, keeping eye contact as she strips me up and down, and then, licking her lips for final time, she slid her lips over the head of my stiff prick and gave it a hard suck. I felt her tongue roll around under the head, and it was all I could do to stop myself from grabbing her by the hair and just stuffing myself into her wet little hole. I just managed to keep my hips still as she played, licking all around my shaft, making it good and wet as she rubbed her hand up and down. The sensations were fantastic, but what made that really amazing was the sight. She was so pretty, so young, and so enthusiastic about sucking on my dick. I wanted her so badly; she was everything I desired.
She pulled back, let me go, and sat back on her heels. “That was nice. Now… what shall we do next? Do you want to see my titties?”
God. I couldn’t believe this was happening to me. “Yes please,” I whispered.
Slowly, teasingly, she undid the buttons of shirt. The white lacy bra was soon exposed, and I could see her pale pink nipples puffing out begging to be sucked. With a growl, I launched myself from the seat and pushed down onto the floor. I dragged the lace of her bra down over her tits, straddled her small, slim body and put my mouth on them. She wriggled and giggled underneath my lips, but at the same time her breath was coming quickly and I could tell she was really turned on.
My hands reached between her legs started to rub her pussy through her tiny pink thong. She was already so wet, and I feel that the material soaking. I wanted to put my fingers in my mouth and taste her, but before I could she grabbed my hand.
“I don’t you to fuck my pussy,” she said firmly.
“I don’t want that either,” I replied. “You know I want.” Then I got her around the hips and turned her over, flipped the tiny tartan skirt up over her ass and kissed her back before carrying on. As my heartbeat pounded in my ears, I pulled her thong to one side and exposed her pussy and little pink asshole. She was keeping very still now, her breath coming in little gasps as I dipped my fingers inside her dripping cunt, feeling how her wet she was. She bucked and squirmed as I fingered her roughly, and when my fingers were good and covered, I withdrew and rubbed around her butt, trying to use the juices to lubricate her asshole.
