This is a work of fiction. All characters that are sexually involved are over the age of eighteen. They are also all fictional and any resemblance to persons real is coincidental. This is very short one part story.
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“Baby…” Kamila, my wife of five years moaned. But not in the way I wanted her to moan as I wrapped my arms around her body. My lisp planting soft kisses along her neck. Her moan was one that I was used too every time I tried to make an advance on her. Our son, Louis, was born three years ago and since then sex has happened less than the holidays.
Admittedly she did have a pretty horrific time giving birth to Louis. She went through struggles with her body but for the past year now she has a new lease of life. Well I thought she has, taking care of herself again and going to the gym including other classes.
However like many times before, I’m getting the cold shower.
“Please baby.” I plead with her as I run my hands over her body. Hoping for all hope that I can get her in the mood. Softly kissing her neck as I caress her body against me.
“I… we don’t have time…” she said in excuse. We had plenty of time before our date night.
Once a month we hire a babysitter and go out on a date. It’s a chance for us to be along and rekindle what we had. Only on odd occasion it ends with sex but I’m trying my luck just now.
“We have plenty time baby, just let me take care of you…” she wasn’t fighting it like she normally did. Her hand was on my arm as my own moved down her torso towards her leggings covered lower half.
“Oh James… I’m not sure…” It’s like she was so used to saying that she didn’t actually know what she wanted. I kept going though. My fingers slipping since the waist band of her leggings. Squeezing in and under her panties. My fingers passed through the small tuft of pubic area and found what I wanted.
“Mmmmm James…” she groaned as I felt her melt into me. I had her. She was going to be like putty in my hands and I was going to fuck her. I pressed my hardening cock against her small ass as I gentle massaged her pussy. My fingers teasing around her clit and trailing up the slit of her wetting pussy.
“Oohh James be gentle with me, take care of me baby…” her hand curled up and cupped my head as I planted soft kisses down her neck and along her shoulder. My hard cock now strained between us. Ready to be unleashed and get the attention it so badly craves.
With my fingers teasing around her pussy I could feel the slickness of her arousal. That’s it’s baby, get nice and wet I said to myself. Her hand was now reaching behind us and searching for my pants. I created the room as her fingers teased the outline of my cock.
Just as her hand slipped into my pants the one thing that could ruin this moment happened. Louis was crying. Without a second thought or hesitation, Kamila ran to him.
“Great!” I huffed as I sank onto the edge of the bed.
I get it that Mother’s want to protect their children but Kamila took the prize. She’s a great narturing mother but by god she needs to let the kid be a kid. I fear the first time he says he hates her or hell brings a girlfriend home to replace her.
With a deep sulk, I grabbed my phone and headed to the bathroom. I knew the moment was long gone and she wouldn’t return. Well only return to get ready. As I did most days, I watched some porn and jacked off.
About an hour later I was sat on the sofa flicking through my phone, dealing with some work business when the door went. Kamila was still getting ready and as ever cutting it fine for our dinner reservations.
“Good evening Mr Yates.” The young, admittedly beautiful face of our babysitter, Harper, greeted me.
“Hello Harper, please come in.” I stood back from the door and let the attractive blonde in. Harper has been our babysitter for a few months now. The girl before got a full time job and a few hours once a month wasn’t cutting it. Harper on the other was more than happy with the extra cash now and again. Admittedly I had a soft spot for her so often paid her extra.
Harper was a college student and had not long turned nineteen. She was a short girl, the top of her head just about my upper chest height. Her light blonde hair was often in a single braid behind her head. It seemed she rarely wore any make up and I don’t think she needed any. She had a very naturally beautiful youthful face. Her big blues eyes and bright smile was always a joy to see. That and her very modest chest, more than a handful I would say. She always wore some sort of tight top which made them pop more and show off plenty of cleavage. The tight jeans she always wore as well complimented her ass perfectly.
“Excited for you date night?” She asked politely as she came in.
“As always, it’s nice to get out and treat the wife.” I told her but in truth, since Harper had started working for us the thought of taking her out has crossed my mind.
“Speaking of which, here is your beautiful wife now.” She smiled broadly as she nodded to the stairs.
Kamila was dressed in a black slit dress that hugged her frame so well. It was sprinkled with glitter so it sparkled against the light. Even though I have just been perving on the babysitter, that attraction was still very much there for my wife.
“Hello Harper, how are we?” Kamila greeted as she got to the bottom of the stairs. Louis holding tightly onto her side as she carried him.
“I’m doing very well Mrs Yates. I was just saying how excited you both must be for date night.” Harper beemed as she flashed a look at me.
“How many times Harper, call me Kamila. Make me sound old like my mother.” My wife laughed as the pair entered into a brief conversation about Louis food, nap, toilets etc.
“He’ll be grand Mrs… I mean Kamila. We will have lots of fun won’t we Louis?” Harper said as my wife finally handed over her son. Separation was always good for them both.
My wife then spent several more minutes going over last minute plans, fussing over Louis.
“Bye bye my sweet baby boy, mommy loves you.” Kamila said as I pulled her away and she blew kisses at Louis who was loving it and giggling.
“He’ll be fine Kamila, Harper’s a good kid. Louis seems to like her.” I said to my wife as we got into the cab. Tonight was at a fancy restaurant where I had planned on really splashing out on her.
Like a flash our meal was over. In truth it was wonderful and the more wine Kamila had the less she seemed to stress about Louis. We shared a couple bottles of wine so Kamila was definitely beyond tipsy. We managed to have a good laugh and a nice time, like we used too. It’s not that I don’t love my wife but since Louis things have been hard.
With the expensive meal paid for we headed for home. I didn’t even bother getting my hopes up for some action when we got home. The fact she wasn’t passed out already, I knew what she would do when we got home and she did. As soon as we were in the door she fussed about Louis. Where he was and wanted to see him.
“He’s been asleep a while Kamila. He was amazing as always. He had good fun in the bath, brushed his teeth after some supper and went to the toilet. He really is an amazing boy.” Harper told us when we got it.
“Aww thanks Harper, I just want to go see him, give him a wee goodnight kiss.” She walked over and gave Harper a hug. “Thanks as always.” With that she slipped past and headed up the stairs. I wouldn’t see her again. She would go see Louis, give him a kiss, then want to cuddle, so she would crawl into his bed with him. Then pass out.
“How was your evening Mr Yates?” Harper turned to me as I dumped my suit jacket on the sofa.
“To be honest Harper, it was wonderful. We had a great time.” I told her as I plopped down onto the sofa.
“I’m glad. Your wife was looking very beautiful this evening. I may add you as well.” She said with a small bashful smile.
“Why thank you Harper.” I nodded and smiled back at her. “Oh you’re money.” I shot back up and pulled my wallet out. I pulled out the cash and handed over her usual rate and added extra.
“Thank you Mr Yates but you know you don’t need to add the extra. We agreed a good rate.” She said as she put the money in her jean pocket.
“I know but Kamila is very precious over Louis as you know and you do such a good job with him.” I told her as I put my wallet away and sat back down.
“Well thank you all the same Mr Yates, I’ll see you next time.” She nodded her thanks again.
“Yes, thanks again Harper. Take care of yourself.” I smiled and gave her a half wave which she returned as she left the house.
I sighed deeply as I got up and poured myself a scotch. Taking a deep gulp before pouring another. I went to sit back on the sofa with my drink when there was a knock at the door. Setting my drink down, I went to get the door.
“Harper?” I asked surprised to see her back so soon. “Did you forget something?”
“No it’s just, my friend who was supposed to pick me up bailed on me and it’s an hour wait for a cab. Could I wait in here?” She asked in a pleading voice.
“Of course, come in.” I said welcoming her back into the house again.
“I’m sorry, I know this is date night and you will want to be with your wife.” She said apologetically as I closed the door.
“It’s fine honest, the nights over anyway.” I sighed as I went back to the sofa for my drink.
“Aww I’m so sorry, I’ll just leave and wait outside.” She turned to go.
“Oh no Harper, wait.” I said drinking down the mouthful of scotch I had. “It’s not your fault. Kamila will be passed out up the stairs laying next to Louis. She always does when she has a good drink. No tonight’s it’s just me and this glass.” I said raising it up.
“Oh…” Harper said as she came back across and then sat next to me. “I would have assumed you know.” She said suggestivly.
“Yeah me and you both but nah, that’s not happening. Hasn’t even happened in a while.” I admitted when I probably shouldn’t have. But what was the point in lieing. I don’t get laid, end of.
“Well that sucks.” She said aloud and instantly covered her mouth. “I’m so sorry.” She said behind her hand.
“Ha, don’t be. It does suck, unlike my wife.” I joked and she couldn’t help but giggle.
“That is a real shame though. You are a very attractive handsome man as well.” She said, her cheeks flashing red as she blushed.
“Thanks Harper, it’s not that my wife doesn’t love me or find me attractive, well at least I hope she does. She just yeah, doesn’t put out.” I said plainly. Which was the truth. I’m sure there was deeper meanings but I was a man and had manly needs.
“Sorry to speak out of turn but a good wife should look after the needs of her man!” Harper said as she settled into the sofa more.
“No, you’re right! She should. I mean I do a lot for her and provide for this family. All I want is a bit of action.” The alcohol was clearly letting my tongue say what it wanted but maybe it was a good thing to get this all off my chest.
“You know… if you were my man, I don’t think I could keep my hands off of you.” Did she just say that. Was she coming on to me?
“Is that so?” I challenged her.
“Mhmm…” she nodded biting her as moving on the sofa towards me. My arms were still draped across the back. The hand closest to her was holding the scotch glass. Only a small mouth left but she took the glass and drank the rest. Not a flinch. She then placed the glass on the table and approached me closer.
“Careful now… come any closer and there won’t be any going back.” I warned her. The thought of what we were about to do was making my cock stir. The guilt of my wife being upstairs wasn’t there. I’ve not had sex in so long and her was the incrediable girl coming onto me.
“That’s the idea.” She crawled up my body and kissed me. It was soft and tender but as soon as her lips locked with mine, my inner primal man awoke. With ease I grabbed her and pulled her onto my lap. She didn’t miss a beat as she straddled me and kept her lips locked onto mine. My hand naturally fell to her ass as I grabbed it tightly. Pulling her into me. She cupped my face as she kissed me deeper. Her tongue swirling around mine as she tried to gain the upper hand. I wasn’t going to let her.
With one of my hands I reached up and took hold of her braid. Yanking her head back, exposing her neck. I latched onto it and kissed it fiercely, biting it to leave a mark.
“Awww fuck.” She groaned loudly as she didn’t object. I kissed and bit her neck more before pulling her back into a heated kiss. Our tongues lashing against each other. My cock now growing to full size in my pants which I know she could feel.
As we kissed, she ground and gyrated on my hips. I still had a firm hold of her hair as I controlled the tempo of our kiss.
She eventually pushed back away from me to take a much needed deep breathe.
“Fuck Mr Yates..” she panted, her large chest heaving just before my eyes.
“I want you to call me daddy!” I told her as I dive my face into the valley of her wonderful tits.
“Oh god ok daddy!” She cupped the back of my head as I sank deeper into her mounds. Her hips moved faster and needier against me. I reached up with both hands and forcibly pulled her top and bra to expose her big tits. They looked as good as I had imagined them. I instantly latched onto her nipple and aggressively sucked on it. I had a lot of pent up frustration and she was going to be my release.
“Aww fuck daddy, bite them, mark them too!” She cried out. Going by her words and moans, she didn’t mind being my release. I sucked and inhaled her beautiful busty teenage breasts until I pulled her back in for a kiss. She only kissed me briefly though before she slipped down my body. Sinking to her knees between my legs.
“I want to see that cock daddy, I want to see that big fat cock and suck on it.” She hurriedly pulled at my suit pants, unbuckling my belt and pulling down my zip. As she did this I push them all down so my cock sprang free.
“Oh fuck!” She gasped wide eyed as she gazed at my large impressive member. It was rigid and standing to full attention. “Jesus.” She breathed as she reached out and took hold of it. Her small hands not wrapping fully around.
I was too horny to wait around her to tease or get accustomed. I reached forward and took hold of her head and forced it on my cock. She coughed and gagged instantly but she didn’t fight it. She accepted the role that she was to play. My little slut for the night. I was going to break this girl.
“Aww fuck that’s it! Good girl taking this big fat cock!” I growled as I could feel her working her head too. She couldn’t take all my cock but she was trying. Her hands were on my thighs for support but I was using her mouth for my pleasure.
The sounds of her gagging filled the room but I didn’t slow down. I did occasionally let her breathe which she gasped loudly at but I would then just ram her back on my cock. At this point I wasn’t bothered about getting caught. I had one goal and that was to get my end away.
I fucked her mouth a little longer before I pulled her off my cock. She gasped loudly, her eyes watering and rolling into the back of her head. Her mouth hung open with salvia drooling from it. I didn’t say anything as I forced her onto the sofa. I pressed her face down into the seat as I aggressively pulled down her jeans and panties.
Her teenage cunt ready and primed for the taking. She was shaven as well which is how I prefer it. I took hold of my cock and rammed it home. I gave her no warning as I tore into her tight teenage cunt. She screamed out into the fabric as I invaded her most inner sanctum. She was already wet so forcing my full size into her wasn’t too much of an issue.
Again I didn’t let her get used to or accustomed to it as I started fucking her hard. My hips thrusting forward and slamming into her body. I held onto to her top and bra strap. Using it as a handle to pull her back into me as I fucked her tight cunt.
“Aww fuck that’s so fucking good.” I growled aloud. Again not caring how loud I was. I needed this.
“Oh fuck, oh fuck… fuck me daddy… fuck me… you are so big.. fuccckkkk” Harper cried out as her moved her head to the side. The cushion of the sofa no longer muffling her screams of ecstasy.
“Yes yes yes…. Fuck fuck fuck! So fucking good!” She said through gritted teeth as she took my relentless assault. I growled and grunted as I gave her my full cock. My balls slapping against her as I bottomed out each time.
“Fuck daddy, so deep, sooo deep… fuck.. fuck.. oh my god….” Her felt her body quiver before her release.
“I’m cumming daddy, make me cum… fuck fuck fuck… nnaaaaaghhhhhhhhh!!!!” She wailed out as she came hard on my cock. A part of me wanted to silence her but I didn’t. I let her scream out. A scream of pure pleasure that I deserved to hear.
I kept fucking this slut through her orgasm and through the aftermath. Her scream became inaudible as she tried to speak. She eventually did find her voice.
“Fuck daddy, you fuck me so much better than those college boys! Take my pussy daddy, own it, please!” She cried out, her body craving more and I did my best to give her more. I stood slightly and forced my thrusts downwards as I pounded into her. Her body then gave way and she lay flat on the sofa. I stayed on top and drilled into her even harder. No given between her and the sofa.
“Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck!” Her body was now just my fuck doll. Her body has only one purpose and that was for the pleasure of my cock. This wasn’t about her anymore. It never was. This could be any fucking slut. This was about me getting what I want.
“Keep going daddy.. fuck… sooo gooood!” She took my cock again and again. Her cunt soaking and torn. I was getting close though. I was going to empty my seed into this needy little cunt.
“Ugh ugh, daddy fuck…” she grunted as my thrusts became even more forceful. Her whole body shuddering with each stroke of my big cock. Her pussy gripping me like a desperate whore.
“Fucckkkkk….” I growled as I bottomed out in her and came hard. All that pent up, overdue tension fired deep into her cunt.
“Oh fuck daddy I can feel you… fuck I can feel your cum… give me it all!” She pleaded as I bouncing my cock against her. Completely emptying myself inside her.
After a few more thrusts I pulled myself from her and sank back onto the sofa. She just lay there. Spent and broken. I couldn’t help but grin at the mess her cunt was in.
“Fucckkkk” she sighed deeply, her body shuddering but unable to move.
“You’re a good little slut Harper!” I said with a smirk as I slapped her bare ass to which she squealed.
“Thank you daddy… but I think you’ve ruined my pussy. Fuck it feels like it’s been torn apart.” She said, still unmoved.
“Well if you give me five or ten minutes, I’ll ruin it again!” I told her.
She looked round at me with a grin. “Yes please daddy!”
I fucked harper twice again that night before I sent her home. It’s fair to say I don’t think I’ll be waiting till she’s back to babysit to give her another load.
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