Reposted for multiple, regrettable spelling mistakes.
On to part two, with more detail, as requested…
It’s a few years later, I had just graduated from college and was living at home for the summer before moving away for my first real job. Social media indicated that former babysitter (FB) may be living back in the area and it had occurred to me that we might cross paths again. One night, as I’m getting dropped off after dinner and drinks with a few friends, I happen to notice a burning cigarette and tall, slim shadow on the next porch over. As if on autopilot, I feel a familiar tingling between my legs.
“Hey, is that you, Kayla?” FB shouts, striding up into the light of the street lamps.
The last couple of years had been more than kind to him. His shoulders looked even broader, his skin was tanned and ruddy and he had grown the perfect five o’clock shadow. I nibbled at my bottom lip as I looked him up and down.
“Wanna come over? My folks are out of town and I’m house-sitting for the weekend.”
He pours me a glass of wine and we settle on the couch, catching up on the neighborhood gossip of the last few years.
“Did you hear that Andrea up the street was fucking her contractor?” I ask. I see FB’s cock jump slightly under his basketball shorts as I enunciate the word fucking.
“I wonder what they’ll say about us?” I lean forward and whisper, taking the opportunity to run my hand over his quickly stiffening cock.
He pulls me toward him, grabbing my ass and pressing my mouth against his. I run my hand up and down the shaft of his hard cock, which feels even thicker than I had remembered.
He reaches under my sundress and expertly pushes my thong to the side. I feel his thumb graze my clit as he assesses just how wet I’ve gotten for him.
“Good girl” he growls in my ear, as he beckons me to stand up with him. He spins me around, letting his warm, hard cock brush against my ass and inner thighs. Without hesitation, I bend forward, using the back of the couch to support my upper body.
He begins to press himself inside me, slowly. He had the kind of huge dick that fills you up to the point of being almost painful. With the first full thrust, I feel myself let out that exact same, little scream from our first encounter.
I rub my clit as he fucks me harder and faster. His hands on my hips, pulling my ass against him with each deep thrust. I can feel myself getting closer and closer, and as he leans over to pull my hair, I tighten, around him, cumming on his jolting cock.
Luckily, he had maintained his sense of self-control, and he pulled out at just the last second, blowing his load on my ass before slumping down next to me on the couch.
Thank you for indulging another trip down memory road!
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/osyobu/fm_i_fucked_my_babysitter_twice_part_two