I[F] was the naughty Babysitter

I’m posting this on a throwaway account because I couldn’t keep it to myself. I wrote about it in my diary irl and thought you beautiful strangers might enjoy it as much as me each time I remember this happening to me. (Posted first on sex stories)

When I freshly turned 18, I immediately started working as a babysitter for a very rich Asian family. I would go to their house every Wednesday afternoon and stay there until the mother came back home in the evening. The dad (I’ll call him Mr.K) was working from home so he was essentially at the house at the same time as me, except when he had rare buisness meetings outside. On those Wednesdays, I would drop their daughter at a music school where she would stay for an hour and go back to the house by myself until it was time to pick her up.

I would get to spend the free time with Mr.K who was kind enough to offer me a drink and talk with me so I wouldn’t be bored by myself. He was young, probably in his mid thirties with the body and face of a god. I would thirst over him hard and brag about how I would get to spend time alone with him to my friends. One of my friends suggested I should just fuck him and get over my thirst for him with my horny ass. The idea sounded fantastic but he was married and a family man. I doubted he would look at me as anything other than the sweet babysitter, no matter how much of a slut I was.

But the idea wouldn’t leave my mind. One time when I was alone with him at home, he appeared shirtless in front of me, his sweat pants being low enough that I could see the start of his V line and incredible muscular body. He had not heard me come in and apologized before going back to his room but I was not okay. My pussy was on fire and needed to be dealt with. So like the whore that I am, I went to the bathroom, locked the door and pulled my pants down. I lifted up my shirt and let one of my breasts out, playing with it before I lowered my fingers to my pussy lips. I rubbed my clit for a bit but it wasn’t enough in itself. I left my nipple for my slit and fingered myself while rubbing my clit at the same time. I was trying to keep quiet but couldn’t help letting out some soft moans at times. I don’t know if Mr.K ever heard me. It wasn’t long before I orgasmed. I cleaned my sensitive and creamy pussy quickly to get out of the bathroom, not wanting to look suspicious to him. When I came out I looked flushed of course, having just masturbated in the room right next to his, my face was red with embarrassment.

The next week, the weather was really warm and so I dressed accordingly. I had a pretty short sundress on that revealed quite a lot of cleavage. I didn’t think of it when putting it on because it was summer after all. I had caught Mr.K starring at me a couple of times around the house. I was mostly bending over or squatting which may or may not flashed him my pink underwear. When I got back to the house from music school we sat down together as usual, he served me some fresh lemonade but poured half of the jug on me by accident (He told me later that he actually did it on purpose !) . I freaked out because my dress was white and I would have to wear a stained dress all day and be sticky in this heat since I didn’t think I would be able to clean up there. Mr.K apologized and offered to let me take a shower as well as lending me his wife’s clothes while my dressed cleaned in the washing machine.

I hesitated at first because it seemed too good to be true. He had his hand on my arm, was very close physically to me as well which made me suspicious of him. I ended up agreeing because I wasn’t thinking with my brain but with my pussy and it demanded to be fucked dirty by that man. I had this plan of leaving the door to the bathroom open, hoping he would join me in the shower but he didn’t. 20 minutes of that one hour I had alone with him had already passed and I was losing hope of him ever fucking me. It was time for plan B.

I walked in the master bedroom with only a towel around my still wet body knowing that he was in there taking clothes out for me. He was surprised to see me of course, acting a bit awkward seeing me only with a towel. He explained that the clothes were on the bed and I thanked him. I had loosely wrapped the towel around me so when I let go and started walking, it fell off of me easily. I was now completely naked in front of him. If my intuition was right he would approach me and take me on his bed. If not then I was probably getting fired by his wife once she would hear about this.

To my big surprise, he walked over to me, taking one of my already hard nipple between two of his fingers. I didn’t move a muscle. I was too panicked because my brain couldn’t process that he was actually touching my nipple. Its only when he pinched it that I snapped back to reality. I took a step forward, grabbing his other hand and putting it on my other breast, making him smile. “Do you like it ?” He asked me and I nodded. He asked me to say it out loud and I did.

Mr.K kept playing with my tits for a bit more, making me really excited for what he would do next. My pussy was once again burning up and I needed a dick in it asap. After a short while he told me to lay on my back, pointing at his bed and I obeyed like a good obedient slut. He spread my legs open and I felt some of my horny pussy’s juice drip out of me. I wet a lot so I wasn’t surprised but he was. “You’re already this wet for me love ?” Was what I remember him saying at that sight.

He ran his finger up and down my slit, teasing my throbbing clit with his thumb. I started breathing heavier, my hand reaching for his to stop him. He laughed and pulled it back which I didn’t like either. I was needy and he had what I needed so desperately. He pushed down his pants, leaving them on the ground and eased his way between my legs. He put them over his shoulders and took his big cock in his right hand, jerking himself a bit to get harder. For an Asian dude he was EXTREMELY big like he belonged in a museum. He was long and thick, I was mentally preparing myself for it. He started rubbing himself against me and asked if I was on the pill and I was. He had pre-cum leaking and he started rubbing it on my pussy. I let out a moan cut short by a long gasp as he pushed himself inside of me.

I was losing my mind at how amazing just the tip of his cock felt in me. He just pushed slightly in and out of me, holding me steadily in place to get me used to his massive shaft. I felt heat all over my body, like I was one fire. I was panting at just that and it was only the beginning. He became inpatient at how tight I was and eventually just started pounding me, pulling out entirely at each thrust and pushing back in my pussy hard. I couldn’t fit all of him in, painfully taking all I could. Waves of pleasure built up quickly and in no time I was cumming on his cock. He didn’t stop. I was screaming his name and moaning like a ecstatic animal and he kept telling me how much he liked my pussy pulsating and sucking him in more, now that I was cumming. He made me cum a second and third time shortly, making me cry from pleasure.

Mr K asked if I wanted to stop and I told him not to until he finished. He kept going until he was close himself and pulled out, jerking himself until he poured his sticky cum on my stomach while I panted, breathless under him. But that wasn’t all. He slapped my swollen pussy and spat on it before he started rubbing my clit. I was spasming because I was too sensitive after orgasming so many times and he seemed to enjoy it. He kept going until he pushed himself in me again, pounding me harder by holding my hips and moving me like a fucktoy on his amazing dick. I was close again and came a fourth time, screaming and grunting at the same time. He kept going in and out of my pulsating pussy until he finished inside of me this time, filling me up with his load of cum.

When Mr.K pulled out of me I couldn’t move. I was too shaken up to even want to. He asked me if I was okay and if I needed to go home which I refused. I was still working and after such amazing sex, I didn’t want to leave him. He made me promise not to tell his wife and promised in return that he wouldn’t say anything. He played with my tits again, making me really happy but unfortunately… I had to go back to the music school for pick up.

I left him on the bed and cleaned up again in the bathroom, putting on the wife’s clothes since my dress was still being washed. We went on with our day, only giving each other smirks and suggestive glances until I had to leave.

Needless to say the next Wednesdays were the greatest of my life… unfortunately Mr.K moved away with his family a year ago and I don’t get to have my pussy taken care of that good anymore.

If you have any questions do ask ! My pms are open too for a few days. Afterwards I dont think I’ll log back on this account.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ezfv4f/if_was_the_naughty_babysitter