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by Sansa Gold

  His touch scared me. His hand slowly lifted my hand, his eyes meeting mine. "Please, its been a while since I had company for dinner. I'll pay you for your time," he beamed.

  "I - I guess that would be alright," I hesitantly agreed.

  "Great, lets go downstairs and get this party started."

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  His kitchen came with all the state of the art appliances, things that I could only dream of. He opened the fridge, peering inside, " So Jazmine what are you studying at school?" His legs and ass hanging out as he bent over to pick something up.

  "I'm leaning toward something business related. I've always had a knack for spending money well," I responded.

  He came out with a bottle of wine, "I hope you don't mind. I like to have some wine with my dinner," He pulled out two glasses from the cabinet. "Do you want some?"

  "Umm- no thank you I'm only 18," I replied.

  "Sorry," he smirked, "its an old habit." He approached me, his eyes darting down my body. "So did you like what you felt earlier?"

  Did I hear him right? Was he talking about what I thought?

  "Umm - Are you talking about your cock?" I blurted out.

  His cheeks spread revealing a devilish smile, "Yea, I couldn't get you off my mind. The way you grabbed it. So straight forward, not even trying to hide anything."

  He came closer from behind me. I felt the touch of his fingers on my side, my breaths deepening at his palms hugged my side. His head lowered to my neck, lightly brushing against it. I felt myself quickly becoming aroused.

  "This isn't right," I blurted, distancing myself from him.

  "No one has to know," he closed the distance, hands grabbing my side. He pulled me in and our lips connected. His tongue probing into my mouth, quickly connecting with mine. His lips were so light against mine, yet forceful. I found myself getting lost in his arms, eyes closed, tongue sweeping across his. His hands closing on my tits, rockets firing behind my eyelids.

  I pushed back, this was ridiculous I didn't know this man. "We can't do this," frantically searching for answer to appease him. "Your daughter, she'll hear us," I answered, something inside me hoping he still pushed.

  He walked toward me, this time more slowly, his eyes studying me. When he was within arm length he slowly bent toward my ear and whispered, "Well how quiet can you be?"

  His voice vibrated against my body, his words sending down shivers. His fingers tracing the inside of thighs, the sensation overwhelming me. His lifted his head from my neck, "I've never been with a Latino girl," he chuckled.

  "We have something in common," I laughed back. I have no idea where this courage was coming from. His hands moved down my back, resting on my ass as it tightly gripped.

  "Your ass is the best I've seen. I can't wait to get you out of those sweats." His hands tightly gripped as he lifted me, pressing me against his chest, making it all seem to effortless. I began to work on his neck, sucking on it and leaving my marks.

  Before I knew it we were back in the living room, the TV still playing the cartoons. He threw me down against the couch, grabbing the remote and shutting off the TV. He turned around and hovered over me for a second before he dove down. His fingers dancing around my nipples, before quickly grabbing hold.

  I was ready to explode, my muscles were tensing up. I continued to gasp for air as Andrew worked greedily worked his way down. "We can't," I mustered between breaths.

  He rose his head, "Oh yes we can. You've been a very bad nanny. You don't think I knew what you were doing in this room," he replied. My mind replayed the earlier scene, me thinking of his large cock. My interests once again piqued, wanting to see it.

  "H - How did you know?"

  "I sat back and watched you. It took all my will to not attack you right then. Seeing your eyes closed, as your fingers danced around your pussy."

  I turned my head to the side ashamed that I had been so careless, but also glad. Glad that he wanted me. "I don't know if we shou-," his lips pressed against mine. Any words that I had wanted to say were quickly forgotten, as my arms brought his body down against me.

  A moan gasped from me as his the warmth from his bulge landed between my legs, easily felt through my thin sweats. It was just as I remembered it from earlier, welcoming and hard. No one's cock had ever been so close to me. He arched his hips forward, my mouth opening, as it pushed against me. A tightness came from within the body of my stomach, a yearning for his cock was the only way to describe it.

  He lifted himself over me and removed his shirt, giving way to the muscular physique I had seen earlier. He came down, his chest hovering over me, and kissed me again. This time I pushed my tongue down his mouth, learning as I went. I had kissed guys before but never like this. Those kisses were innocent, this was passionate and deep.

  I moved my hands on his shoulders, moving them down. They traced his every outline, slowing down at areas of interest. They continued down until they hit the seam of his jeans. They lightly brushed against his brown belt, feeling the warm metal of his buckle. I began to unfurl it, bringing the leather out of its loop, until it was completely off. My hands greedily pried at his the button of his jeans, wanting to see this cock that I had been imagining.

  He backed off the couch until he was on his feet, pants almost off. I hoisted myself up until I was at eye level with his jeans, still sitting on the couch. I gingerly peeled the flaps of his jeans, my fingers dug into the seam of his briefs. The touch of his skin on my nails, making me light headed. There was no going back from this.

  "Its ok, just pull them down," he eased me on.

  I began to peel his pants, watching as his cock came into view. I moved closer, trying to get a good look at it. As I pulled his pants down his dick escaped its hold and bounced up, hitting me square in the face. I recoiled not sure how to feel, laughter erupted.

  "Are you ok?" he blurted to me, holding his hand behind his mouth covering his chuckles and smile.

  " Y- yea," my eyes still falling on his cock, trying to figure out how what I was going to do now. I had never gotten this far with a man before. Anything beyond this was new for me.

  "Is this your first time," he questioned as he lowered himself down to my eyes.

  I averted my gaze, shaking my head down.

  He got closer and kissed me on my forehead, the way he did to his daughter. "Its nothing to be ashamed of. I can teach if you want?"

  I turned my head back, looking back him, "I just don't think I'll be any good at it," I answered back.

  "Don't worry about that. There's no pressure here, just do what you feel is natural. I'll guide you the rest of the way."

  I threw my arms around him, "Thank you. Now I can focus on something more important," my eyes looked down. He straightened his fully erect cock in my face. I gripped at its base and lightly tugged on it.

  "Just like that, make sure to use your tongue around the helm of it," he pointed to the tip of his dick. I moved a bit closer, a drop of pre-cum already there. I slowly moved my tongue around his helm, tasting every bit, until I reached his slit. He tasted bitter and salty, it surprised me how much I enjoyed his taste. "Yea that's it, keep doing that Jazmine," his head tilted back, a moan slowly leaving his body.

  "I'm going to put him in your mouth, are you ready?" I anxiously nodded. His hands moved to the back of my head as he guided himself into my mouth. I played with his balls as he pushed himself inside my mouth. I let my tongue dance around his shaft, his fingers pushing against my head, encouraging me.

  He reached the back of my throat and his cock was only have way in. With his dick in my mouth I looked at him wondering what else I should do. "Do you think you can handle a little more?"

  I nodded, "You might want to push away. I want you to fight that feeling Jazmine. I want to see how deep you can take." I continued to rolling his sac between my fingers, pinching ever so often, he seemed to enjoy that. He placed the palm of his hand on my throat and angled his body, slowly thrusting himself down my thro
at.

  I quickly remember a tip that Shaquina gave me that she used when she deep throated. I wrapped my fingers around my thumb, as I pushed it against my palm. It was suppose to get rid of your gag reflex, so far it was working.

  I felt as his juices dripped into my throat, his palm pressing against my throat. I was reaching my peak as my throat became clogged behind his cock. Andrew pulled himself out of my mouth. I felt his hand push against my throat, I fell back onto the couch. "Nobody's taken me that deep in their throat. You're a natural Jazmine," he smiled down at me.

  I started at him as he lowered himself down to me, unlacing and quickly removing my sweat pants. "I love the color of your skin," he sounded off. I took it as a compliment. He rubbed my pussy up and down gently, "How does that feel?"

  I had no response for him. My eyes were closed and the words were stuck in my throat. Behind my eyelids fireworks were going off as the pit of my chest tightened. Between my gasping breaths I managed to mutter, "So very good."

  With panties pulled to the side his finger circled my clit, pushing slightly at my slit. "Will it hurt?" I questioned, using my hand to stall him.

  "Only a little bit, but pleasure will quickly replace it. I'll be gentle."

  "It might be too soon."

  "Don't you like the feeling? Imagine if it was even stronger."

  He pushed past my flaps and his finger entered me. I bite my lips, and let out a moan, hips began to arch. His other hand kept me down, as his finger curled in my pussy. My legs began to shake, the feeling in my pit grew. Hands shot out to the side gripping the fabric of the couch, a string of uncontrollable moans escaped.

  He looked up at me, "How was that?"

  "A - Am- Amazing.."

  Andrew lowered his head, his tongue hitting my clit. I pressed my hands on his head guiding him deeper. He quickly read my mind as his tongue entered my slit, working it way around. Shudder erupted within me as I arched my back and screamed in pleasure.

  Andrew quickly rose, placing his palm on my mouth. We stood there silent, waiting for any noise. Nothing followed.

  "Your a loud one."

  I smiled back, "Is that bad?"

  "No, not at all. I like them loud."

  He climbed between me. I could feel the heat between his legs as his fingers moved my panties to the side. Spreading myself open. I felt his dick in my hand.

  I guided him closer. Once it pressed against me, I felt myself part for him. "Its so big. I don't know if I can handle it?"

  Andrew pushed onward. The tip pushing past my wet flaps. "That's the biggest part. If you can take you can take the rest."

  I trusted him this far, I decided that I would continue. Andrew shoved himself a little deeper. I could feel as it stretched me out, but the pain quickly subsided replaced by pleasure. It was just as he had promised.

  He sank further in. The pressure growing as my eyes closed.

  "Your ridiculously tight. I've never been with a virgin before."

  It finally hit bottom when I felt his hips touch mine, his balls resting against my ass. I felt his breathe close to my face, we were locked together. I opened my eyes and wrapped my arms around his neck. "Can you go faster?"

  "Like you wouldn't believe." Andrew moved his hips, palms grabbing my thighs. I moaned as I felt him move. He pulled back and rammed himself into me. His long thick shaft striking me, the clack of his balls hitting against my ass.

  "Harder! Fuck me harder."

  The shivers spread through my body, growing more intense with each of Andrew's thrusts. I gripped his forearms, bracing myself as my body erupted.

  His fingers grasping my tits while he continued. Andrew lowered his hip, as his thrusts became more intense and forceful. His hands breeched under my shirt, moving the bra aside, grasping my nipples between his fingers. I screamed out in joy, head shaking from side to side.

  My body swayed from side uncontrollably, I had lost control the feelings were too strong. I no longer cared about being quiet, as my muscles began to tense. Andrew let out grunts as his balls continued to hit across my pussy. The sounds of our juices and moans filled the living room.

  Andre suddenly fell down next to me. He laid sprawl on the floor, his chest heaving as he forced breathes down his body. I wanted to go near him but my body wouldn't let me. My legs shook from the force I had just received.

  "Your pussy is extremely tight."

  I knew from all the stories Shaquina told me that that was a good thing. I smiled too myself, "Did you finish?"

  "I was almost there but I stopped myself. I didn't want to finish within your cunt that fast."

  I lowered myself onto his chest. I grabbed the seam of my shirt and lifted it, reveling my dark mounds to him. He pushed the pink fabric of the bra and rolled my erect nipples between his fingers. I instantly closed my eyes and bit my lip, trying to contain my moans. Not wanting to wake his daughter. Daddy was busy after all.

  I positioned my pussy on top of his cock, pushing against it. Feeling the pressure of his cock as it moved between my flaps. As it touched the tip of my clit, I teased him.

  "You rest now. Let me do some work."

  He moved his hands behind his back, "Fuck me silly," he smiled.

  I grabbed his cock and slowly guided him, at first just the tip. Over and over I slowly put the tip, only to take it back out. I could see as his face scrunched every time he almost entered my slit.

  "You can't do this to me. Shove me in."

  "Shove me in what?" I asked.

  "Please put my cock in your tight pussy. I can't wait anymore."

  I lowered myself again, this time going a little past the cocked. I feigned that I would pull out once again, his face growing sad. As he his cock was about to leave my slit I plunged hard onto it. My thighs clacked hard against his, sending grunts and moans from the both of us.

  My tight pussy clenched to his cock, with every violent thrust onto his body. I gripped his pecs, bracing myself with both hands. My eyes closed and my body tensed.

  I came again, losing myself in a fury of screams and moans that would probably wake his daughter. It didn't matter to me. I trembled and fell onto his chest, following the rhythm of his breaths.

  "We're not through yet."

  Andrew's arm clenched around my back as he held me close to his chest. My ass hung in the air as he began to push his hips. The first thrust was slow and quick, the next quick and force, quickly growing.

  My toes began to cramp and lose feeling. I closed my eyes, vision already blurring. The only thing that I had control over was my voice. So I screamed. I screamed moans of pleasures, and they were met with his grunts.

  "I'm going to cum," he screamed into my face, his eyes rolling to the back of his head. His body began to tense as the grip on my back pushed me further against his chest. I began to slide against his body, as each thrust sent me forward, he locked me down even harder.

  Andrew's grunts turned to scream, I felt a slick fluid erupt from his tip, spreading in my pussy. My pussy wanted it. I wanted it. My eyes rolled to the back of my head. Every second felt amazing. Each thrust sending me closer to coming.

  Andrew lifted his head, letting out a final scream, before sending it crashing back down on the floor. We had both finished. His grip against me loosened. I moved myself, still riding his cock as it began to soften. I felt the mixture of our come drip onto his body.

  We both looked down and laughed. I felt comfortable around him, it was a weird sensation. Such an older man was my first. This man took my virginity. I slowly kissed up his chest until our lips met. Our tongues once again locked.

  I pulled back and looked at those green eyes, moving his sweaty hair to the side. "I love you Andrew."

  He smiled and looked at me as he struggled to breathe. He wrapped his arms around me, holding me closer, making me feel safe.

  "Your the best nanny I've ever had Jazmine."

  END

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  Book 29 The Billionaire's House Toy
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  The road to the mansion was longer than expected. It had been several minutes since I had gone through the front gates. Getting lost was out of the question as there was only one road to follow. The sides were covered with green hedges and made the path obvious.

  This job had come out of the blue. I wasn't even entirely sure I should go, since it sounded so fishy. I had received a call the previous day about house sitting, that wasn't the suspicious part. I had been house sitting since I started college, in order to help pay loans and rent.

  The person on the other line told me that I was recommended by one of my employers, never said which one. Then the person on the phone gave me an address and the time I was suppose to be at the location. No matter how much I asked for more information none was given to me. Multiple flags raised in my head, none of this made any sense. Why was this person being so secretive?

  Research needed to be done, for my safety. I needed to know that I wasn't in any real danger of being hurt. I looked up the address on line and pulled it up through on line satellites. The program brought me to the street address but no house was within view. I zoomed out and at first all I could see was open land. I zoomed back in and found a winding road leading up to an enormous mansion, at least several miles from the entrance.

  I ran the address through a search engine and it came back to a company called Unified Marketing. I quickly found out that Unified Marketing was owned by the billionaire Donovan Waters. He was the self proclaimed billionaire that was constantly on TV. Maybe he wanted me to house sit while he went on vacation? But why me of all people?

  I had finally reached the house of the estate. Before I exited the car I looked in the rear mirror to do a final assessment. I didn't have a wardrobe to a impress a billionaire, after all I was a broke ass college student. I was wearing my red college hoodie with the faded blue jeans that had slight rips, which weren't there as a fashion statement.

  I wasn't here to impressive billionaire Donovan. Although, the job would be great I didn't see how I was qualified to look after a multi-million dollar mansion. I had tried to call back to cancel it but the number had been disconnected. So here I am trying to find out what this is all about.