When I was a teenager of around 16 we had a Greek family move in next door to us in Scotland. They had 3 kids, aged from around 5 to 11 and I use to babysit for them sometimes. They lived there for a couple of years and then ended up moving back to Greece. After that I didn’t really hear from them and more or less had forgotten about them.
Then last year, my little brother told me the oldest kid was coming back over to Scotland for a visit. Him and my brother were around the same age and had kept in touch. I now live in London but early last year I was due to come back up to Scotland for a visit, so had been making plans to meet up with my brother, and it just so happened I was up at the same time as our old neighbour (Alec) was back visiting. So my brother arranged for us all to go for a drink together.
Last time I saw this guy he was just a little scrawny 12 year old kid that I would sometimes babysit, so I was pretty indifferent to seeing him again. Well that all changed when I locked eyes on him! He was now a very handsome, 6ft, well built, olive skinned, gorgeous 18 year old guy! And I was now a 23 year old young woman. And what can I say, we had instant chemistry. It was so weird, as I could still recognise him as the kid I use to look after, but also it was like meeting a stranger for the first time.
Anyway, the 3 of us were all catching up over drinks in a bar, when under the table I felt Alec’s knee brush against mine. It was a small space, so easily could have been an accident. But when I didn’t move my knee away, neither did he. In fact, we both began to press our legs in closer together. I could feel the electricity sizzling between us. My brother was in the middle of telling a story, oblivious to the chemistry that was brewing under the table.
As the night progressed and drinks flowed, Alec and I became more bold. I felt his fingers brush against the bare skin of my knee, and when I didn’t move away he let his hand rest there. Slowly his fingers began working their way under my skirt and up my thigh. My whole body was tingling, the tension was immense! My pussy was wet now, my sticky liquid beginning to seep through my panties. His hand reached the top of my thigh and I felt a single finger stroke down the moist material of my underwear, brushing over my clit. A shiver ran down my spine. I was so turned on, but felt weird going this far with my brother across the table, so I closed my legs together and pulled away slightly. At that Alec completely retreated, moving away himself, so that we were no longer touching at all.
He stayed like the for the next round of drinks and I guessed he must have been worrying he’d taken things too far. I wanted to reassure him that I was interested, so I placed my hand on his leg and gave a little squeeze. After that he seemed to relax, and our bodies were soon brushing against each other once again.
When I brought back the next round of drinks to the table, I made sure to lean over as I handed Alec his, so that he could get a good view down my blouse, and sure enough I could see him checking out my cleavage.
As I slid back in to the booth next to Alec I placed my hand on the top of his thigh. The evening continued and I worked my way up until my fingers came to a bulge pushing through his jeans. I pressed my hand down a little more firmly and let my fingers explore the outline of his hard cock, trapped beneath the material. I noticed Alec begin to shift in his seat, clearly getting worked up, little beads of sweat appearing around his brow. I started moving my hand faster, running my hand back and forth over the bulge in his trousers. My brother was still telling some story, but Alec was clearly not listening. Just when it looked like he wasn’t going to be able to keep his inner desires hidden any more, I withdrew my hand, leaving Alec panting slightly, as he nodded along pretending he’d been listening to the tale being told.
Not long after that the bar called last orders. My brother suggested another place he knew that was open later where we could continue the night, but Alec and I both made our excuses, citing early mornings the next day. My brother was clearly disappointed but we were unmovable. After a brief discussion out on the street about who was going in what direction, that resulted in the conclusion Alec and I were going one way and he another, we soon said fairwell to him. Now I had Alec all alone.
As soon as my brother was out of sight we turned to each other. There was a brief pause, and then we were on top of one another, his tongue pushing in to my mouth as our lips touched. He pushed me up against the wall and I could feel his body pressing in to mine. His hands gropped at my body, an urgency, almost desperation to them as he moved them over me. I could feel his rock hard cock prodding me through his clothes.
“Let’s go back to mine” I whispered in his ear. Pulling back he looked me at me, his face was filled with disbelief but his eyes glowed with excitement as he nodded.
As soon as we were inside my apartment we began to strip. He pulled my blouse over my head, revealing the bra beneath, my hard nipples poking through the lace. I unbuckled his belt and pulled down his jeans, releasing his twitching cock from its confines. Once we were both naked, there was a brief pause where we stood and looked each other up and down.
“I can’t believe this is really happening” he murmured, and then he was on me. Flinging me back on to my sofa, grasping me with an intense urgency. His mouth found my breasts and he nibbled and pulled at my nipples. His hand moved down between my legs, parting them, and his fingers ran along my wet slit. Then they were shoved inside me, and he was fingering me roughly. It was definitely not the most skilled hands I’ve ever had working down there, but I think it was the most enthusiastic!
“I’ve always fancied you so fucking much” he admitted as he moved his body in top of mine, ready to enter me. I made sure to get a condom on him, and then let him slide himself inside, filling me up.
He was thrusting deep in to me, fast and excited. I reached a hand round and ran my nails down his back before squeezing his ass. He was moaning now and his thrusts were coming even quicker.
“I’m sorry, I’m going to cum” He muttered in my ear a couple of minutes later, and with one last, deep, quivering thrust, he moaned as he shot his load.
“Sorry that was so quick” He said sheepishly as he lay on top of me, his now softening cock still inside. I told him it was OK, but that I hoped he’d be ready to go again soon. He confessed to me that I had been his first crush, that he’d had so many fantasies growing up about the hot teenaged girl next door that use to babysit him. Ones that he’d never expected to actually come true.
It wasn’t long before he began to get hard again and this time I led him in to the bedroom and lay him down on his back. I got on top and rode him at my own pace. Rolling my hips and pushing my clit against him. Any time he began to get over excited and started trying to grab my hips and go faster, I’d make him stay still, just lie there while I worked myself up and down on his cock. I rocked my soaking wet pussy back and forth on his large dick until I was ready to cum. I was moaning, gasping and shaking all over as I felt him deep inside me. I let out one final loud cry as I came to a shaking orgasm and collapsed in a sweaty heap on top of him. A few extra thrusts from him and he too was finishing off, shooting his load into the condom inside me.
He and I have hooked up another couple of times since then and none of our families know. I’m still friends with his mum on Facebook and we sometimes interact with each other, I find it so naughty that she doesn’t know I’ve been fucking her son that I use to babysit. And it’s such a turn on for me, knowing that I’m fulfilling a fantasy for him!
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