Babysitting a Teenage Raver [MF] (drug | age gap | romance)

*(This is a sequel to a* [*previous story*](https://www.reddit.com/r/sexstories/comments/j5sj8a/babysitting_my_drunk_boss_fm/)*, from the perspective of Dan. As always, all participants in this work of fiction are 18+ years old)*

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For years Maggie took care of my sons, hell one night after a few too many drinks, she even took care of me. She was more than just the babysitter, she was a really good kid. When she went off to college I was proud of her, it had been over a year since then and I guess she was back in town for the summer. How did I know that? Well her friends just called me on her phone and said she needed to be picked up… from a rave.

When I got the call I was in the middle of a somewhat promising date with an age-appropriate woman. A tinder date. From what the kids tell me those usually end with sex, which I haven’t had in a long time. But fuck it, Maggie’s like family. As I pulled up I got them a text and within a few seconds I saw a few neon-clad girls emerge from the mass of colorful costumes outside the venue. I’ve never really understood the whole rave thing but to each their own I guess.

While Maggie’s friends loaded her into my car I couldn’t help but notice that they were all dressed like strippers from the future or something. Maggie was basically wearing a thong and pasties, along with fishnets and a harness that didn’t do anything to cover her up. Her friends were equally exposed. I tried to show some respect and keep my eyes on their faces. They thanked me and ran back into the venue.

“So, how are you feeling, kid?” I asked her with a smirk.

“Really, really good, Dan. How about you?” she replied in the most earnest tone.

“Uh, honey. Why did your friends want me to pick you up?”

“Well, I guess I threw up a bunch in the bathroom,” she trailed off while she buckled herself in. “Also they said I was ‘too horny for my own good.'” As she did little air quotes I abruptly cleared my throat and straightened my shoulders.

“WELL, I can get you home,” I said trying to change the subject.

“Daaaan,” Maggie groaned, “I’m high, I think. And I don’t want my parents to find out,” she leaned over faux-seductively and whispered, “Can we have a secret sleepover?”

I chose to ignore her last comment, circling back, “Maggie, honey, what did you take?”

“Molly, I think?”

“You don’t know??” I blurted out.

“Well the lights all look so beautiful, and I just want to dance and have someone suck my t-”

“ALIGHT, Maggie,” I interrupted her, trying to focus on the road. “Jesus, molly?”

“Jesus, molly and Joseph,” she snort-laughed to herself.

“When I was a kid it was LSD and pot, I guess times change,” I quietly ranted to myself. As headlights flashed by I noticed Maggie fidgeting with my zipper. “Um, what the hell are you doing, Mags?” I asked, but as soon as I had finished asking she had whipped my soft dick out and engulfed it in her hot young mouth. Fuck, I’m going to crash and die with a drugged 19 year old’s lips around my cock. Not exactly how I want my boys to remember me.

It didn’t take her more than a couple times pressing her nose flush against my pelvis for me to get fully hard. Before I could cum and run us off a cliff I pushed her off and back into the passenger seat. “Maggie, you’re going to make me crash. Put your damn seat belt on,” I commanded her.

“Mm, sir yes sir,” she complied while wiping her lips clean of spit. I sat there with my rock hard dick fully out shaking my head. This girl was crazy. Out of the corner of my eye I could see her sticking her hand down the front of her thong; I hadn’t noticed but she had it on over her fishnets. “Mmm,” she moaned quietly to herself, “I missed you, Dan.”

“You’re making it really hard for me to focus, hun,” I said turning to get a better look.

“Oh am I?” She teased, pulling her thong to the side and shifting her hips so I could see. Bringing her finger up to her lips, she spread herself open for me with the other hand. My eyes immediately shot back to the road and my dick twitched at full attention. This girl could probably make me cum without touching me. I don’t remember 19 year olds being so much fun when I was that age.

“What’s got into you, Maggie?”

“You did. Don’t you remember?” I could hear her pussy making little schlicking sounds in the background while she spoke with a finger inside. “Before I left for school, when you were drunk,” her voice started to get more urgent.

“Oh. Oh god. Maggie, I thought that was a dream,” I tried to compose myself but my head was spinning, “I was blackout drunk that night, I’m so sorry.”

“No,” she stopped short of her climax and turned her body back, “It wasn’t you, it was all me. I’m sorry, I took advantage of you I think.” Her voice changed so suddenly. I sat in the silence for a second while my still exposed cock started to soften.

“Maggie, can you please put my dick back in my pants,” I asked as politely and casually as I could. All of the sudden she seemed much more meek while she took my cock in her small hands and tucked me away.

“I really felt like I needed to tell you and I feel so weird about it because I don’t know if you wanted it but god it was the best sex I’ve ever had and I just wanted more than anything to feel it again and–”

“Mags, take a breath,” I cut her off, “It’s okay, really.” I inhaled deeply, changing lanes to our exit. “It was a good dream. I wished it was real back when I thought it wasn’t.”

“So you wanted me too?” I could feel her beaming just from her voice.

“Of course, you’re a beautiful young woman. But I’m a dirty old man,” I laughed. “I was not about to make a move on my teenage babysitter.”

“What about now?” She asked.

“Well now you’re not our babysitter,” I joked.

She smiled, and turned to look out the window for the rest of the way to my place. When we pulled up she seemed a little out of it so I went around to her side and carried her petite body into my house. I have to say I did not miss my crazy party years watching her wrestle with this internal roller coaster. As I gingerly laid her on my bed she jolted back to attention, grabbing my arm, “Stay with me?”

“Maggie, you should get some rest,” I insisted.

“Please, Dan, will you help me get these off?” She struggled with her harness and pouted at me. I nodded, unbuckling her harness and slipping it off of her, gently brushing her perky tits as I did. Then I traveled down to her legs, removing her sneakers from her delicate little feet before looking at her neon green thong. She spread her legs a little and leaned back on her elbows, “Can you take those off too?”

I exhaled through my nose and edged forward, hooking my fingers under her waistband. As she raised her hips, I pulled it down over her legs and off the tips of her toes. She laid there, still spread for me, her perfect little hairless teen pussy. I wanted so badly to taste her. Fuck, it had been years. “Do you want to kiss me, down there?” She suggested.

“Well it seems only fair,” I shrugged. Slowly sliding my face between her legs as I savored her scent. Taking the fishnet between my fingers I ripped a hole around her sweet cunt and dove in. As I lapped up every drop of juice she moaned loudly and trembled. Her legs started to lock around my head almost immediately, I took it as a compliment. I took my time and relished devouring her. I could tell her clit was extremely sensitive and I’m sure the molly wasn’t helping so I mostly teased around it.

Before long she was bucking her hips and reaching for the headboard. “Wait!” She surprised me, I practically jumped out of my skin, ripping my head away from her body. “I want to cum with you inside me,” she pleaded, reaching her arms out.

I met her embrace, wrapping my arms around her tiny body. My throbbing shaft slid up her soaking pussy lips and nudged her clit, giving her a shiver before she reached down and lined me up. While I sunk into her I watched her face, she was so beautiful and even rapt with lust she looked so pure. Very quickly I realized that she was extremely tight, I felt like I was being crushed by her powerful little canal.

“I don’t know how long I can-”

“Just make love to me, I want to come together,” she pleaded. I had to oblige, I leaned in to kiss her soft lips while I pushed my cock all the way to her cervix. Her arms and legs wrapped around me as I plunged into her over and over in nice steady strokes. After about a minute I started to feel her muscles contract around me, she was coming on my cock and milking me for all I was worth.

“I’m gonna-”

“Cum in me,” she whispered as she held on tight and her body shook. Without a second thought I buried myself to the hilt and unloaded rope after rope of cum into her. My volume had always been kind of crazy, my ex-wife used to call me the ‘fire hose’, but this was something else. Holding Maggie in my arms, pushing into her depths and just letting go, I filled her womb until cum gushed out around the sides. She was completely full and I was completely empty.

As I lay there panting into her shoulder while my dick continued to pulse, I heard Maggie crying softly. Pulling back, I didn’t know what to do, “Baby, I’m sorry is something wrong?”

“No,” she shook her head, “It just felt so good.” We both laughed a little out of relief, as she continued to sniffle. “Please hold me,” she said, and so I did. Our racing hearts slowly settled as our chests pressed together. She wiped her tears away as I kissed her shoulder and her cheek. I brushed her hair out of her face and looked into her gorgeous eyes. “I think I love you, Dan.”

“I love you too, Maggie,” as I kissed her my cock betrayed the beautiful moment and flexed inside of her. She chuckled and held me tight, rubbing my back. “I’m glad you came home.”

“Me too,” she finally pulled away, looking down at her pasties. “Do you think I could take a hot bath?”

“Sure thing,” I assured her. “That might also be a good idea for …all the cum. I’m a bit potent.”

“Oh I’m on the pill,” she replied.

“Yeah, my ex-wife was also on the pill for both of my sons…” I informed her, letting that linger in the air for a moment while I was still on top of her, her pussy overflowing.

“Right,” her eyes widened. “Let’s get that bath started.”

As I drew a bath for her she took off her fishnets and sat on the toilet for a bit, hoping to let gravity do it’s work. Once the tub was full I helped her in, dimmed the lights and lit a few tea light candles.

“If you’re trying to make sure I don’t get pregnant, it’s not working, Mr. Grey,” she teased.

“Your friends were right,” I chastised her, “You are too horny for your own good.”

“I’m sorry, who’s the dirty old man here?” Maggie splashed me playfully. After a few minutes soaking, she patiently peeled the pasties off of her sudsy body. God, she was a sight. She had such perfect little breasts: perky, with pale nipples facing up. The curves of her body were so delicate but so erotic all at once. While she washed herself I stepped over and knelt by the tub, dunking my arm into the water.

We looked wordlessly into each other’s eyes while I slid my fingers between her pussy lips. As she arched her back she pulled my head closer and brought her nipple to my mouth. Without a second thought I greedily sucked on her perfect tits while pumping my digits in and out of her. Her moans were loud already but the acoustics of the bathroom really kicked it up to 11. When she came for me she held onto my arm and convulsed, curling her toes and pressing her lips together trying (and failing) to quiet down.

“Thank you,” she whispered, still holding on with her eyes closed. Soon after I toweled her off and we went to bed. I wrapped my arms around her and she was asleep in seconds. As we laid there, my mind felt at ease for the first time in forever. I dozed off soon after and got the best sleep of my life.

The next day I deleted my dating apps before going to pick up my boys from the grandparents’. I had a feeling that I was going to be busy this summer.

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