I have two daughters. I won’t divulge their names or ages, but suffice to say they’re still quite young.
My oldest baby, whom I had with a woman we’ll call Nina, has a babysitter. We don’t use her often, and I’ve only met her three times. But I can’t get the thought of railing her out of my mind.
The first time I met her was last summer. I try and see my daughters often, so Nina and I made arrangements for me to come and pick our daughter up from her place after I finished with the day’s (many) work obligations. It’d been a rough day. I’d been driving all over dealing with absolute morons, and I was feeling a little frustrated, as I’m sure you can imagine.
Toward the end of the workday, I received a text from Nina. She was out at a gathering with friends, but she’d left our daughter with a babysitter, a girl who lived not far from her – we’ll call her Joyce. I didn’t think much of it. Nina and I were never together, but I have a lot of respect for her and didn’t begrudge her taking an opportunity to unwind. She works hard, and being a mother is not easy.
So I sauntered up to the door of Nina’s townhome. It was fucking hot out, it had to be pushing 95 degrees that day. I was still in work clothes – french cut dress shirt, black dress slacks, and a tie. I felt like I was sweating off pounds by the second, and I’m sure my curly hair had begun to stick slightly to my brow. I just wanted to get my daughter and get going.
Then Joyce opened the door.
And holy fuck. I don’t know what I’d expected, but it sure wasn’t that. She’s goddamn beautiful. She had straw-blonde hair that framed a freckled face. She wore a plain white tube top that exposed just a bit of the tanned skin of her toned belly, between the white fabric of her top and the pale blue of her short jean shorts. She was tan, but she had no tanlines at all. Now I’m normally not one to entertain the stereotypes of the dad fucking the babysitter, or things adjacent to that, but I’m a hot blooded man, aren’t I? I just can’t help myself. And I have to admit, the first thoughts that drifted into my mind were ones of this girl tanning in the privacy of a small, fenced in yard. Naked skin glistening as she slept lazily on her stomach. Wind breezing into the space, coolly allowing the leaning grass to brush gently against her perfect skin.
I must have been in a bit of a stupor, but it’s not like I’ve never seen a beautiful girl before. “Hello!” I told her. “I’m here to pick up XXXX”
Her bright blue eyes matched mine, and her gaze narrowed into an expression that was equal parts mischievous and mistrusting. She didn’t move from the doorway. She’s a good babysitter. “Can I an ID?” she asked.
Of course, I obliged. I flipped open my wallet and showed her my driver’s license. She studied it for what seemed like ten straight minutes, her pretty features wrinkling across her freckled face. “Thank you, Mr. Manes.” she said smiling, handing it back to me. Suddenly her demeanor was downright chipper.
I retrieved my daughter and after I’d fastened her into my car, I watched Joyce lock up the townhome and stalk down the driveway. She gave me a warm smile and a wave as she made her way to her old-looking gold Ford Taurus. The way her ass was hugged by those jean shorts was accentuated as she climbed into the driver’s seat.
The entire way home, I couldn’t get the thought of her out of my head. Certainly she was gorgeous. But I was coming around on the sheer salaciousness of it. How fucking naughty would that be? If you know me intimately, you know I’m someone who kind of gets off on his own promiscuity, and these fantasies just folded right in with that. I thought about dropping off my sleeping baby girl with her before pulling her into the bedroom. The hot summer sun slamming in through the window as I slammed into this girl from behind, trying desperately to stifle our moans so as to not wake the child. My hands reaching around to grab her perky tits, my beard on her skin as I growled the filthiest things I could think of in her ear. I barely know this girl, and yet I want to soak her sheets.
A layer of sweat would form over our bodies as we fucked, our ability to keep quiet unraveling fast. Fast as the pace we’d keep. The sounds of our bodies lewdly colliding, undoubtedly echoing out the open window, until we just couldn’t take it anymore. She’d groan an honorific – “Fuck, Mr. Manes…I’m going to…” before she exploded, her pussy tightening sweetly on my rigid shaft. That would be too much for me – it’d be too much for any man. I’d grunt out how I’m going to cum but a half-second before I actually did it. Rope after rope of my hot seed pumping inside this hot nanny.
We’d take a few moments to rest. I’d watch as her chest heaves as she pants, her perfect tits swaying all the while. Despite the heat, I imagine her tiny pink nipples would be hard. I’d lazily suck on them a bit, giving her a few small marks on her chest before we dressed, in silence.
I’d kiss her hard at the door and bid her farewell, and my cum would still be leaking out of her by the time Nina returned, and asked – “did everything go well?”
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I’m seeing her this week, again, when I pick up my daughter.
– Rob
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Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/txr8ld/mf_i_28m_want_to_fuck_the_babysitter_19f
Enjoyed reading this very much😌 is it based on something that actually happened?
TL DR: Got 2 diff baby mamas, looking for a 3rd
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If I ever have kids, getting with the baby sitter will be on my mind too. Has Joyce ever shown signs of flirtiness towards you?
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