Mummy, what are you doing..?
Mummy, what are you doing..?
| Sex Story Author: | Thicktj94 |
| Sex Story Excerpt: | But when I got there, she wasn't in her incredibly tight and suggestive gym kit, but a medium length floaty |
| Sex Story Category: | Fantasy |
| Sex Story Tags: | True Story |
Some of you asked for an incident that I was caught in whilst babysitting with any kids? That has happened before.
(All names have been changed so I don’t get in trouble)
As some of you may have read in the previous one, me and my girl (Jenny) now have such a better relationship and sex life, now that we fuck whoever we want. But this incident I haven’t told her…
I was just 17 at the time, just having passed my driving test, I was driving all over the place. However driving my little car, was costing me an arm and a leg. I started to stop using my car so irrationally just to save on fuel, and asked my neighbours if I could catch a lift with them.
As my last story explained, my house is in the middle of two milfs and I tried them first to get a lift. I tried Mrs Jacobs, but she was unsure because she would have to go out of her way… But Caroline (Mrs Smith) was more than happy, so long as I babysat her 3 boys every Tuesday when she did body blitz at the local gym. This was a golden opportunity as her husband was often away with work on Tuesdays.
I agreed, and I would babysit every Tuesday, and try to fuck her as quickly as possible. As I left her house to go back to mine, I could feel my tight jeans filling around my crotch area. I thought it must have been from watching Caroline strut around in her sweat sodden sports bra and hot pants, but as I walked out of the door, it stopped. I turned round and caroline winked at me, to suggest she had been feeling my package as I had hugged her! I couldn’t take advantage of this, because her hubby was home.
The following week I had lifts to college from this milf, staring at her beautiful C cup breasts through the wing mirrors, being caught the odd few times too. Tuesday came round, and after I came back from a particularly hard day at college, I showered, shaved my 8 inch cock and wore my best aftershave.
Walking over to Caroline’s house, I couldn’t stop thinking about a fantasy I had have about bending her over their kitchen counter, and fucking Caroline deep.
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