Author: ALovelyWinter

The Babysitter Chronicles 2 [Fm][Babysitter][Accidental Nudity][Romance][Voy]

Chapter 2

(Chris – The Lakehouse)

My heart skipped a beat, as I stepped into the room. My eyes scanned from one side to the other, as I stood there for a few seconds. There was a large living room area, with a giant tv mounted on the wall. She had a dark leather sectional couch, with a few blankets and pillows randomly strewn across. A few articles of clothing remained on the floor, and one bra that rested atop her computer monitor. The kitchen area was open in the same space, the large glass panes allowing the moonlight in. A little island, with stools, and a small table with chairs.

*So cool…*

“It must be so cool to live here…” I said in awe, as I turned back to look out onto the majestic view of the lake. The house seemed so remote, I felt as though I could walk outside and scream at the top of my lungs without another living soul to hear me… except for the babysitter, of course. “You live here all by yourself?” Read more »

The Babysitter Chronicles 1 [Fm][Babysitter][Romance][Voy]

**Chapter 1**

*(Amy – The Interruption)*

My neck craned back over the arm of my couch, and my back arched upward as I let out a long-tortured sigh. My left hand held a tight grip on the top of the couch, fingers digging into the fine leather, while my right hand worked between my legs. It had been days since I’d had enough time alone to masturbate, having been out of town for the week for Comicon. This was desperate relief.

The living room of my lake house was dark, lit only by an eerie blue lava lamp, the dim glow of my PC monitor, and the pale moonlight sifting in from the large glass panes that overlooked the water. My body felt like a dam, slowly but surely filling up with water. The water was pleasure, electric and urgent. My toes curled, and my legs twisted. Each breath seemed like a struggle as the muscles in my thighs began to convulse. My thighs clenched my hand and my legs twitched, as my fingers continued their familiar dance of self-gratification. My back arched even more as I let out a long-labored moan, the sensual pleasure beginning to become overwhelming. I started to feel a tremble, like an earthquake in my muscles sending shockwaves of pleasure through my nervous system. It was building… and building… Read more »