Free Babysitters Erotica Collection: Over 100,000 Words of 20 Hot Sex Stories by Vallen Green Page B

Jill.”
     
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    Malik spend the rest of his afternoon playing lego and watching TV. He was a typical quiet kid and easy to get along with. And boring too, Jill thought. Why the hell he can’t be one of those kids with a rotten temper? She thought bitterly.
     
    She sagged against the recliner and listened to some songs to stay awake. She had not realized that she dozed off. A look at the nearby window told her it’s nearing 7 pm. “Jill, let’s have dinner. Come on.” They walked towards the dining area and Pierre was already there, bringing dishes on the table. “I didn’t know you cook, Mr. Whales.” She said as she sat. He laughed then. “Past my prime, Jill.”
     
    They ate in amicable silence. The meal was superb---baked chicken and potatoes, some spicy gravy, coleslaw, and a generous serving of piping hot pumpkin soup. It was finished off with homemade Strawberry Ice cream. Jill helped Pierre with the dishes and brought Malik to his room. The poor kid fell asleep in minutes. He covered him with the blanket. She took her bag and went downstairs. She better leave now.
     
    “Mr. Whales?” she called out. There was no answer. She knocked on the master’s bedroom door to say she was leaving.
     
    “Come in.” He called out. With that, Jill opened the door and entered the room.
     
    “Mr. Whales, I was just leaving. Malik is asleep already. He must have been very tired. Goodbye.”
     
    “Close the door, Jill.”
     
    “Mr. Whales, it’s late. I really should be going now.” She said quietly.
     
    “I said close the door!” He practically shouted at her and so she did as she was told. She closed the door quietly and faced him.
     
    “Take off your clothes.” He was behind a huge mahogany table and was looking at her intently.
     
    “What? Mr. Whales, I better get going...”
     
    “You won’t be able to get out of here Jill. Now take off your clothes.”
     
    “I don’t want to.” She answered stubbornly.
     
    He shook her head. “If you don’t take off your clothes, I’m going to rip them all off.”
     
    She took a deep breath and unbuttoned her floral blouse, looking at him as she did so. This is what she wanted all along. She smiled inwardly.
     
    “I can’t...I can’t do this Mr. Whales...” She pleaded with her eyes.
     
    “Do it. Or I’ll tear everything off.” With that she continued removing her blouse. She tossed it on the floor. Next, she unzipped her skirt and let it fall at her feet.
     
    “Come here, Jill.” She walked towards him wearing only a set of lilac underwear. She felt utterly exposed but inside, she’s really excited. She stopped a feet away from him and met his gaze. He stood then kissed her. Jill’s heart skipped a beat. He looked so handsome yet frightening. She kept her mouth close, knowing this would infuriate him. “Open your mouth, damn you.” He pressed himself against her and she almost jolted with the hardness of him. She let out a soft sigh and felt a rush of excitement growing inside her. “This is what you do to me, you bitch.” He fondled her tits, liking how they look in her bra. He plunged his fat tongue inside her mouth and teased her with it by making fucking motions deep in her throat. She sagged against him and pleaded. “Mr. Whales, please don’t hurt me.” With that, she placed her palm against his muscular chest and moaned as he kissed her. He unhooked her bra and buried his face in between her breasts. They were full and heavy. As he placed on nipple inside his mouth, Jill tossed her head and moaned deep in her throat. He suckled her nipples as he pinched her buttocks. She pressed her breast against his mouth. This excited him and made him kiss her more gently now but even wetter. He sat her on the table facing him and he spread her legs. Her thin white underwear is almost transparent. “God, you are wet!”
     
    “Oh Pierre...” Her one foot went between his legs and massaged his cock. He was rock hard. Her