I [F] was a bad babysitter

I used to babysit for my family’s neighbor when I lived at home. He was an early 30’s single dad with a baby at the time. They were friendly and nice for the most part, and they needed someone to watch their kid during the day in the summer. I definitely wanted the extra money and independence, so my mom volunteered me to help them out.

The baby would always take a nice long nap right before the dad would come home from work. So he’d come home and I’d have the house nice and clean for him and the baby would be asleep, and he’d walk in so happy and relieved that he’d just sit on the couch and relax. I was younger than he was and liked feeling more grown up than I actually was and would precociously sit with him and ask him about his day. It was like I was playing house and pretending to be his girlfriend/wife.

After about a month of our interactions, there seemed to be a change in his and my mentality. He seemed to sit closer to me, and I was definitely more flirty with him and he with me, touching my hand or my face, brushing my hair, or putting my hand on his leg. Until one day he asked if he could kiss me. I told him that I wanted him to since the first day I started babysitting for him.

His kiss was like electricity all over my body, and I’m sure he felt it too. Neither one of us could stop where it was heading. The quick lip kiss, turned into an open mouth kiss, the tongue kiss turned into shirts being lifted and pants being unbuttoned, and the next thing I know I’m being carried over his shoulder, topless with just my panties on, to his bedroom.

Once we were in there, he closed the door and practically ripped off my panties. It was like a month of sexual tension and buildup was being released as he went down on me and licked me all over. It was hard to tell how much time everything took because it became such a whirlwind, but it felt like he was tasting me for a long time.

Before I knew it, he was putting on a condom and teasing my pussy with his tip, rubbing up and down and pushing a little in at a time. Eventually we were having passionate and wild sex. In the commotion of switching positions I heard him groan out “Shit…” and he told me the condom had broken. I told him that I didn’t care, and didn’t want him to stop. He had me on top, riding him as he lifted me off and took off the broken condom and pulled me right back down onto his cock.

We went at it like that, all over the bed, switching positions over and over until he said he couldn’t hold back anymore, that he needed to cum, and he couldn’t control what he needed. He couldn’t make himself pull out, that it felt too good. He came inside of me that day.

We cuddled on the bed afterward. He held me and stroked my hair and played with my body until I knew I had to leave. We ended up having sex almost every day that summer.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/jy91pi/i_f_was_a_bad_babysitter