9 comments/ 195988 views/ 154 favorites Sexy New Babysitter By: DASTONE Looking at the text from my wife I felt a combination of emotions. I smiled reading that she was excited for our date night; my cock throbbed in my slacks as I thought about what that meant; and I felt shame that instead of thinking about my wife, my thoughts were full our latest babysitter. Kat was twenty years old, a sophomore in college, and sexy as hell. A few months previous we had posted an ad for a new babysitter after my sister moved to California to go to USC. Kat had called and agreed to come in and speak to my wife and I about watching our two kids from time to time. That first meeting was uneventful, as it was my wife that did all of the talking. I simply had time to shake her hand and introduce myself. I remember thinking at the time that she looked very cute and sexy in her black shorts and blue t-shirt. Her short five foot frame not even coming up to my shoulder, and her long red hair was draped around her shoulders. After she left my wife asked what I thought. "She seems nice," I replied, "What do you think?" "I like her," my wife responded, "She is at school on a scholarship but could use the extra money. The only thing is; she doesn't have a car and isn't sure if she wants to be walking home late at night" "That won't be a problem, one of us can give her a ride," I said reassuringly, "That is, if you want her." So it was decided that Kat would be our new babysitter. I had no idea at the time just how much that decision would affect my life. My wife and I try to have a weekly date night which meant that once a week Kat would come over to the house around the same time I returned home from work. I'd change out of my work suit and then we'd be off, leaving her money to order pizza or ingredients to cook dinner. That first month I noticed that Kat would dress very professionally, almost like she was going to a job as a secretary. Her hair was always down over her shoulders and a couple of times she wore cute little glasses. Usually my wife would be slow getting ready, so I would sit downstairs with Kat waiting. I really enjoyed talking to her, she had a very sarcastic sense of humor that I loved and a little smirk that I found extremely sexy. She was just the kind of girl that I would have been all over when I was in college. Soon I began looking at her in those skirts and blouses, wondering what she looked like underneath, wondering what kind of underwear she wore. Secretly, I have a huge lingerie fetish. In fact, not even my wife knows just how much I loved the sight of a gorgeous girl in matching bra and panties, or a corset. As I got to know Kat I realized that she reminded me of someone; a girl that I had met online a few months before Kat had started to babysit for us. ****************************************** On top of my job as an IT project manager I also ran a sex blog as an outlet for my own fantasies and kinky thoughts. Writing erotica and communicating with people who shared my naughtiest desires kept my urges under control. It allowed me to continue my happy marriage without having my dark secrets come between us. One person I had been communicating with was a submissive young lady actively looking for a Dom. She went by the name Naughty Kitty and we instantly hit it off. It was clear that she longed to have a man who could truly dominate her. She would tell me how she craved to have someone to please, to do everything he wanted or needed. The pleasure she received from serving and pleasing was so intense, so overwhelming that she could do nothing but continue her search. As we got to know each other we became more comfortable with each other. Talking and flirting soon turned to sharing our kinkiest fantasies and role playing. We chatted often, enjoying thoughts of her fulfilling my every desire. She was absolutely perfect for my domination fantasies and I knew that I was hooked. She loved to call me Daddy and Sir and I had fun finding new nicknames for her. Part of me was glad that I didn't know her real name or where she lived because I knew the temptation would be too great to pass up. Already my desire for her was far greater than any I'd experienced since marrying my wife. One day I had locked myself in my office and enjoyed a very steamy session with her, describing exactly how I would take her, making her cum over and over before allowing her to please me as she craved. Unfortunately the untimely arrival of a co-worker prevented me from cumming for her, and then it was time to go. I cursed when I got in the car, realizing that I was actually running late. I hurried home, not even noticing in my rush that I had passed by Kat hurrying down the sidewalk a block away from my house. I ran in the house, surprised to see that my wife wasn't upstairs getting ready. "Where's Kat?" I asked as I pulled off my tie. "She called to say she's on her way, fell asleep doing her homework," she responded as I hurried upstairs to change. Breathing deep I slowed, realizing that I had a little more time than I thought. I was just pulling on a comfortable pair of jeans when the doorbell rang. I heard Kat's voice join my wife's as they greeted each other, then heard my wife say something about a button on Kat's blouse. Their voices were cut off then because I had turned on the water to brush my teeth. After sliding my tongue over my minty fresh teeth I looked for my watch that usually was on the counter. It was gone. Remembering that I had left it in the other bathroom I hurried down the hall in just my jeans and into the bathroom. A gasp from inside told me that it wasn't empty like I had originally thought. Kat stood before me in the process of unbuttoning her blouse and straightening it so that she could get it buttoned back up properly. But the thing that caught my eye was the purple corset that she wore under the blouse. Black lace was trailed along the top, hiding the cleavage of her cute little breasts. It extended down to the top of her skirt but displayed the sexiness of her trim figure. The uncomfortable swelling in my pants brought me back to reality and I coughed, lifting my eyes up to hers. "Sorry Kat," I said and grabbed my watch, hurrying away. When I got back to the bedroom I saw my wife getting ready so I pulled on a button down and hurried downstairs to make sure the kids were alright. Kat was already on the floor playing dolls with my little girl and when I met her eyes, she smiled as if nothing at all had happened. "Hi, Mr. Stone," she said smiling. "Sorry I was a little late. I got caught up with something." "Not a problem Kat, We really appreciate you being here," I said and pulled out my wallet to give her some pizza money. Taking it she placed it in the pocket of her blouse, her hand brushing along the top of the corset I now knew she wore underneath. My cock gave another throb in my jeans and I started looking for an excuse to walk away. My wife came down at that moment so I hurried her out the door and we left on our date. After that night I couldn't look at Kat without seeing that corset, or another type of lingerie. Each time I saw her I wondered what she was wearing, again wondering why she always dressed up when she came to babysit. I had told Naughty Kitty about the corset and the other lingerie that I was constantly imagining on Kat's sexy body. Naughty Kitty responded by sending me a picture of her body from the neck down. She wore nothing but a very sexy bra and panties set, displaying her midriff for the first time since we started talking. I groaned audibly at the sight of a large tattoo on her right hip, a stalking black panther, seemingly crawling down her body as if ready to pounce. Our session that night was one of the sexiest ever, as I imagined what I would do to her incredible body, and shared those imaginings with her. For some reason Kat's face kept popping into my head as I fantasized, making the scenario even hotter. At the end I asked her to take a very special picture for me, and told her what I wanted her to wear for me. She promised that she would but it might take a few days. She also wished me luck the following night when the babysitter would be coming back. ******************************************** And this brings us back to the beginning of this story, my feeling excited at getting to see Kat again, and ashamed of how my cock was already twitching. As I walked in the door I saw that Kat was already there and her outfit made me stop and stare. She was wearing a grey skirt and white blouse, the skirt extending to just below the middle of her thigh. Her legs were encased in sheer black stockings and she wore black high heels. As she turned I saw that her blouse was unbuttoned at the top, displaying more cleavage than I'd ever seen on her, other than when I saw the corset. She was telling my wife a story, it sounded like she'd had a lunch date that afternoon and had come straight to our home afterwards. That explained why she was dressed even sexier than her normal professional skirt and blouse. As I looked at her I realized that she was wearing the exact outfit I had told Naughty Kitty to wear for me. Sure I couldn't see if the stockings were thigh highs or if the lingerie matched, but the clothes were exactly right. As she turned around I saw that she even had on the glasses and her hair was done up and held in place with pens. She was straight out of my fantasies. As I cleared my throat and hurried upstairs to change I noticed a long blue coat draped over the back of the couch and realized that it must be Kat's. I heard my wife giggling with Kat downstairs as I got dressed. I wondered what they were talking about. The only time my wife giggled like that was when she was discussing something sexual. I assumed it had to do with Kat's date. As we said goodbye to the kids and I handed Kat some money for takeout she seemed to hold my hand for a minute longer than usual and said softly, *See you soon, Mr. Stone* The tone in her voice stayed with me the entire evening, as did the sparkle in her eyes. I couldn't focus on what my wife was saying, I just kept seeing those eyes looking up at me, her voice echoing in my ears. I shook my head trying to clear it. Damn I had it bad for this girl! When we returned home the kids were asleep and Kat was pulling her long blue coat over her blouse, having seen us pull in. My wife kissed her cheek then went up to check on the kids. I looked at Kat to see if she was ready for me to take her home, but she quickly excused herself and went down the hall to the bathroom. A few minutes later she came back out to the living room where I sat on a couch waiting for her. Standing I smiled and asked, "Are you ready to go?" An incredibly sexy smirk crossed her face and she pulled on the tie that kept her coat closed. As she pulled it open I saw that her skirt and blouse were gone. All she wore under the coat was a mouthwatering set of black lingerie with white lace designs. The stockings were indeed thigh highs, attached to a black garter belt. Her sexy panties were pulled up on top of the garter. allowing for easier removal. They looked so good barely hiding her smooth mound. My eyes moved up Kat's incredible little body. I had seen the bra, knowing it matched the panties exactly, but my eyes froze on something else. Right there on her hip crouched a tattoo of a stalking black panther. I immediately recognized it as being exactly the same as the one I had seen the day before. My breath caught as I realized who stood in front of me. "Yes Daddy, I am ready to go," she said sexily. I stood there gaping at her, blown away that the babysitter that I had been secretly lusting after for months was in fact the same girl that I had been flirting with and sharing fantasies with for even longer. My cock was instantly trying to rip its way through my jeans as I stared at her. I was fully aware of all of the things I had promised to do to the sexy little body that now stood in front of me. She smiled and walked sexily to me. "I know you love your wife," she whispered as her hand slid up the front of my pants. "But I need my Daddy. I need to really make you cum, not just think about you cumming for me. And I know that you need me too." My hand lifted almost on its own until it was wrapped around her neck. That first claiming touch sent shivers through her and she cupped my bulging cock more insistently. "Please Daddy," she said, "Let me please you. Let me be yours." Before I could answer I heard my wife coming down the stairs. I quickly stepped back from Kat and she closed her coat, tying it again before turning around. After thanking Kat again and wishing her luck with the guy she'd been on a date with she headed to the laundry room and I turned to head for the door. When I didn't hear Kat following me I turned. She was still standing in her same spot, looking at me with pleading in her eyes. With a soft growl I said, "Come here little one," and pointed to the floor. Immediately a smile broke across her face and she hurried forward to stand in front of me. Opening her coat I again looked at her and reached down to pet her panther, which now had much more significance to me as I recognized the hidden fierceness inside the sweet, professional girl that I had known. "You will go out to the car with your coat open," I instructed in her ear. "And before climbing in you will remove those panties for me." She shivered and gasped but immediately walked to the door and outside. I watched her go, noticing that she kept her arms to her sides, making sure the coat didn't close in front of her. As she got to the car she bent down and slid her black panties down her legs, then took the coat completely off and climbed into the passenger seat. I followed, my throbbing member leading the way, pointing straight at her. As I climbed in she was looking over at me, silently begging. I started the car and pulled away, and as soon as I left the driveway I leaned back and said. "Your mouth, now!" With a hungry moan she leaped forward towards me, her hands clawing at my belt in her haste to get it off and get at the waiting cock below. In moments I felt the first touch of her fingers, then her tongue as she licked me. Seconds later my shaft was buried in her mouth and she was moaning contentedly. "Oh Daddy you taste even better than I imagined," she said looking up at me, her hand sliding up and down my now slick shaft. I growled and grabbed her hair where it was pulled back into her ponytail and pushed her face back down. Thrusting my hips up I drove my cock straight into her throat and held her there until she gagged and choked on it. Finally releasing her I let her resume her blowjob, lovingly licking my cock in between her attempts to swallow it whole. A groan forced itself from my chest as she did all of the little tricks she had promised in our chats. Her tongue ring was driving me wild and I idly wondered how I'd never seen it when talking to her in person. Her hands approached my balls and she looked up for permission. She knew that I loved to have my balls played with but still needed me to give her the ok. With a nod I told her to proceed and she began to massage them in her little fingers, her cheeks hollowed out as she applied incredible suction to my cock. "Ohhhh Kat I'm going to cum," I groaned loudly as we stopped at a red light. I was about to blow when I saw a trucker pull up on my right. Suddenly, I had a different idea. I managed to hold off my orgasm and gave her another instruction. "On your knees little one," I gasped, "There is a trucker next to us staring straight down at your naughty little pussy. I want you to give him a clear view, and I want you to put your fingers inside that sweet little cunt. I will not give you my cum until you have made yourself cum in front of him, do you understand?" She moaned and looked up at me, desire and pleasure at being shown off evident in her eyes as she lifted herself onto her knees and got into position. In mere seconds she was moaning around my cock as her fingers worked her pussy and clit. Her body began to shake and she looked up at me, her mouth coming off my cock with a pop. "Please Daddy, she begged, "I can't cum unless you tell me to. And I want your cum so please tell me to cum so I can have yours!" Reaching over I gave her ass a hard slap, my palm leaving a bright red hand-print on her bare flesh. Looking into her eyes I spanked her again, seeing the shock run through her whole body. "Cum for me my little whore. Cum for Daddy my naughty kitty Kat. Show that trucker how much you love obeying me!" Kat screamed and her body tensed as her orgasm rushed through her. Her eyes rolled back and her legs clamped around her hand, trapping it inside her. Before she could stop screaming I pushed her face back onto my cock and buried in into her throat, roaring as I exploded, shooting rope after rope of cum up into her mouth. Our orgasms seemed to go on and on, pleasure wracking both our bodies until we were left gasping for breath. A blast from the truck's air horn as he drove forward told me how much he had liked the show, and that the light was green. Shaking my head I hit the gas and drove forward, realizing that we were getting close to Kat's apartment. She didn't stop licking my cock until we were parked out front and I told her it was time to go. Lifting her head back up she looked at me with a sad smirk and said, "I've needed that for so long Sir. I can't wait to taste you again." I held out my hand and she gave me the panties she'd removed, already knowing what I wanted. I kissed her, tasting myself on her lips, and said. "Soon little one. You were perfect." I watched her pull her coat back around herself and hurry to the apartment before heading back home. I wondered how I was going to explain this to my wife. I had never considered myself a cheater, but when it came to Kat / Naughty Kitty, I was powerless to resist. I hadn't lied to her, she was perfect, and she was MINE! Sexy New Babysitter Ch. 02 It happened a couple of weeks after I discovered that our new babysitter was none other than the girl I'd been flirting and fantasizing with online. After that night I had told Kat that we could not have a physical relationship, that I couldn't betray my wife that way. I explained that if it meant the end of our online flirting as well I'd understand. Luckily for me she had sad that she completely understood and that she didn't want to stop our fantasizing. I should have realized then just what that little twinkle in her eye had meant. The weeks following showed me just how hard it would be to keep to my decision. I hadn't been so sexually frustrated since I was a hormone addled teenager. Every time Kat came over to babysit I left the house with my wife on my arm and a raging hard-on threatening to tear through my pants. Kat seemed to go out of her way to tease me, wearing clothes that she knew would get my motor running. They weren't always overly revealing but she knew all of my fantasies and fetishes. Sometimes she would just put her long hair up in pigtails or braids that I ached to pull on and whenever she caught my eye she'd pull on one, idly scratch her breast through her tight shirts, or softly caress her stomach where I knew her panther tattoo was crouching. She knew exactly how obsessed I was with her and she loved driving me crazy. I always saw her checking for the results of her teasing as I left the house. My wife wasn't any help either. Not only did it seem like she was wanting to go out much more often than usual, requiring us to ask Kat to come watch the kids, but she started commenting on how sexy Kat looked in that skirt, or wondered aloud who might be getting to enjoy that tight little body on nights when she wasn't sitting for us. She wasn't stupid, she could tell that Kat turned me on. She would get me so fucking hard thinking about Kat and then I'd take her, pounding her to one screaming orgasm after another. A couple times she even taunted me while I was fucking her. "You like fucking that little pussy, Mr. Stone?" she'd ask, imitating Kat's voice. I knew that my wife didn't know what had happened between Kat and me, and I was pretty sure she'd be furious if she found out, but I swear sometimes I saw the same lust in her eyes that filled mine when I saw our sexy little babysitter. My wife had never had an experience with another woman, and I was the only man she'd ever been with. But those looks always got me imagining Kat on her hands and knees, licking my wife's dripping pussy while I rammed her from behind. I felt guilty for my obsession, for my fantasies, for my lustful glances as Kat would bend over in her tight jeans, but I couldn't help it. Kat was mine! and I wanted to claim her over and over and over again. It was a Friday night when it happened and my wife and I had planned our weekly dinner date. Kat was already there when I got home, but for some reason my wife hadn't changed her clothes. "Everything ok?" I asked her, tearing my eyes away from the flannel shirt Kat had worn for me. There was no doubt she'd done it to tease me. Plaid flannel shirts with plenty of cleavage showing are among my biggest turn-ons. "I just don't really feel like going out," my wife answered. She looked pretty tired, the way she normally looked when the kids had been particularly out of control during the day. "Can we just stay home and watch a movie?" The kids went wild at this, jumping up and down and screaming out names of movies they wanted to watch. I smiled and responded, "Sure sweetie, I'll just run Kat home real quick and then we can start it." "Can Kat stay and watch the movie Mommy?" The question came from my daughter who was looking up at my wife with her best pleading little kid look. My wife glanced at me before looking down at my daughter. "Sure princess, if she wants to stay she can," she said with a smile. She watched the kids jumping around in excitement, but my eyes were on Kat who had been listening. When she saw me looking she gave me a wicked little grin and subtly undid another button on her shirt, her breasts pushing the thin flannel fabric farther apart. Once I was able to tear my eyes away from the mounds of flesh staring me in the face I looked over the rest of her outfit. Tight jeans and two braided pigtails. She looked ready for the rodeo and of course all I could think about was her taking a ride on my throbbing member. I groaned internally as my cock immediately swelled to full erection. I walked over to the smaller of the two couches and sat, pulling one of the throw pillows into my lap to hide the bulge that was visibly extending down my right leg. After confirming that Kat was staying and deliberating as the kids decided on a movie, my wife came over to sit next to me. She pulled her legs under her and snuggled into my side, watching Kat as she helped the kids put the movie in and get it started. Kat had to bend over to put in the DVD and the sight of her ass in those jeans just about made me cream the inside of my pants. Realizing I had stopped breathing and was staring I tried to discreetly look away and start breathing without letting my wife know what had happened. I was slowly letting my breath out when I felt my wife suddenly exhale a full lungful of air next to me. It was like she had been holding her breath too, but when I looked at her she was looking at the fireplace. Once the movie had started, Kat turned the lights off and went over to sit on the bigger couch. The kids climbed up next to her and snuggled in close. Apart from being my personal little torture, she really was a great sitter and my kids loved her. About 10 minutes into the movie Kat went to make popcorn. On her way back she stopped by her backpack next to the kitchen door and put something inside. I couldn't see what it was but for some reason she was grinning at me again like she'd done something naughty. Without a word she went back over to the couch and sat down with the bowl of popcorn in her lap. Something had changed, but I couldn't tell what it was until a couple of minutes later when I happened to catch her sliding a finger along her shirt where it covered her breast. After her finger passed and continued down to the popcorn I saw the small outline of her nipple pressing out through the flannel. "Fuck me," I thought to myself. It was her bra that she had been putting into her backpack and her now erect nipples were clearly visible to my hungry eyes. It didn't take long for the kids to get sleepy, and when they get tired they only want Mommy. My daughter was the first to come over and crawl into her lap, and soon my son was on his way. Knowing we didn't have enough room she told Kat to switch her couches and carried the kids over to the larger couch where they could all snuggle together. Kat's eyes locked on mine as she walked over toward me and her tongue flashed across her lips briefly. I couldn't stop the growl that came from me as I thought of that tongue bathing my shaft as I drove her home that night. Luckily no one but her seemed to hear it, unluckily she did hear it and her face split into a wide grin. She sat to my right where my wife had been and leaned back pretending to watch the movie. Before long I felt her small hand moving against my leg and then it was sliding up the side of my thigh and under the pillow that was still in my lap. Seconds later her fingers were running across the thick bulge, caressing my shaft through my slacks. I glared at her and shook my head slightly telling her silently to knock it off, that we couldn't, but she didn't move her hand away. She continued to fondle me as she stared at the screen, her breath matching mine as I began to suck in deeper lungfuls of air. I kept glancing toward my wife but she was watching the screen with that glazed look that meant she was about to fall asleep. I think Kat noticed this too because the next thing I know, her fingers were undoing my belt and the button of my suit pants. I looked at her again but she wasn't even looking my way. Her fingers expertly found my zipper and pulled it down. I groaned under my breath as my shaft was pulled out of the opening of and her fingers circled around it. Fuck, this girl was going to be the end of me, but I just couldn't resist! She stroked me slowly up and down, her lip sliding out over those plump lips time and again. It was too much, knowing that my wife could look over and catch us at any time. Part of me wanted to remove her hand from my shaft and the other part of me wanted to rip her clothes off and take her then and there. Kat seemed to sense this because she suddenly tucked me away and somehow managed to zip me up despite my cock fighting to get back out. "Mr. Stone," she said loudly, causing my wife to stir suddenly. "I really need to get some homework done. Would you mind taking me home a little early?" She looked at me and I knew that she needed me to take her just as badly as I needed it. Glancing at my wife I said, "Sure thing Kat, just let me get my keys." I stood up, managing to keep the pillow covering me until my back was turned and I left the room. Grabbing my keys I walked towards the door as slowly as I could manage considering I knew I was about to have my little minx alone so I could have my way with her. She was already next to the door, backpack slung over one shoulder, another button undone on her shirt. I could clearly see the full swell of her breast as the backpack pulled the shirt tight. As soon as we were out the door my hand connected with her ass. "You naughty little slut," I said. "What were you thinking? Even as I was reprimanding her, my hand was still all over her; feeling, squeezing, fondling that sexy little ass while we walked to the car. After opening her door I gave her another hard slap on her ass for good measure. "I couldn't help it Daddy!" she giggled as she slid into the car smirking the whole time. "I've been so horny and only my Daddy can help!" As I circled my car I opened my pants back up and pulled out my still hard cock, not willing to wait a second longer than I had to. Climbing in, I got settled in my seat and immediately reached over and grabbed Kat's pigtails pulling her head to my lap. She moaned and eagerly opened her mouth just in time to engulf my shaft. Once my cock was where it belonged I started the car and pulled out of the drive way. We hadn't made it halfway down the street before her eagerness, combined with the arousal I'd been enduring all night, pushed me over the edge. I held her head down as I came with a grunt, my cock jerking and shooting ropes of cum straight into her throat. "You keep sucking little slut. I'm not even close to done with you," I managed to gasp through my teeth as my body shook. When I finally came back down I realized that my foot had slammed the brake pedal to the floor and the car was sitting still in the middle of the road. I started driving again as she came off my cock for a gasp of breath and looked at me as she swallowed the remnants of my load of cum. I was about to push her head back down but didn't need to. She immediately ducked her head and slurped my softening member back into her mouth. She moaned softly as she sucked me, the sound quickly breathing life back into the softening shaft. I encouraged her with groans, growls and soft words. She looked so fucking sexy with her head bobbing up and down in my lap as I drove. I noticed her that her shirt was hanging fully open now and her hand was squeezing those wonderful tits as she feasted on my thick cock. Unable to take it anymore I pulled off to the side of the road and put the car in park. Pulling her head out of my lap I growled, "Get those pants off. Now!" Immediately she leaned back and shoved her jeans down. They had already been opened and there were no panties to deal with, just that wonderful little pussy that was all mine! As soon as the pants were off I tried to drag her over to my lap. A growl of frustration ripped from me as I realized that the damn steering wheel was in the way! Fucking hell, I should have bought a truck rather than this damn car! Throwing my door open I practically ran around the car and yanked her door open. Reaching inside I grabbed her shirt and ripped it off of her. Then I grabbed her arm and pulled her from the car. As soon as her now bare feet hit the pavement I spun her around and shoved her forward against the car. She gasped as her nipples came in contact with the cold back window and then moaned when she felt my body pressing up against her back. "No more playing little one," I growled in her ear. "No more games, no more teasing, you're going to get exactly what you wanted." Pushing her face forward against the car I slammed my raging erection up into her waiting pussy. Her scream of pleasure must have echoed off of the houses nearby but I could barely hear it over the roaring in my ears. Feeling her tight wet cunt envelop me drove away the last ounce of control I had left in me. Nothing mattered but that pussy and my cock splitting it open. I grabbed those pigtails that had been teasing me all night and pulled back hard. My throbbing shaft sliced into her over and over, harder and deeper with every thrust. She came when I pulled back on her hair but I barely felt it. Nothing could stop me from claiming what was mine! She came again when I pulled her away from the car and bent her over, my cock able to reach even deeper in her dripping gash. Her screams had stopped, no sound reached my ears but the slapping of my balls against her clit, and my thighs against her ass. We struggled for breath and I felt her body start to go limp under the relentless pounding of my cock. Bending over her I wrapped an arm around her waist to keep her upright and gave her poor little cunt another thrust, then another. Finally the dam broke and my orgasm washed over me. The force of it was so strong that I fell to my knees, one arm breaking the fall, the other keeping Kat underneath me as I filled her pussy with my cum. "Oh my little one," I said softly as we gasped for breath. "Daddy," she whispered, looking back at me with an exhausted but satisfied smile. "My Daddy." Sexy New Babysitter Ch. 03 "I need you to pick up Kat on your way tonight. I don't have time." Confusing emotions flooded through me when I read the text from my wife asking me to pick up the babysitter on my way home from work. Due to the fevers and colds spreading from one kid to another it had been weeks since our last date night, meaning it had been weeks since I last saw Kat. I had dropped her off that night, my cum still dripping down her thighs and my cock soaked in hers. The weeks since had been full of guilt and shame, combined with jacking off furiously to the pictures she sent every day. The first couple of days they had shown her scooping my cum out of her swollen reddened pussy and lifting it to her mouth. Since then had been day after day of sexy pictures and messages, begging me to claim her again and again, telling me how empty she felt without Daddy's cock stuffed inside her. Each time I came all over myself I was again filled with shame, but I couldn't stop. I was addicted to her. My wife continued to unknowingly make things worse for me. She would dress like Kat and tease me mercilessly, practically telling me to imagine fucking our babysitter as she rode me, or bending over with her ass in the air. She must have enjoyed the way I seemed to lose control whenever she did and pounded her harder than I had since we were first dating. But it fueled my shame just as much as my lust. I started time and again to tell my wife that we should find another babysitter, but of course this would require admitting my unfaithful behavior. Kat after all had been an ideal babysitter, and the kids loved her. There was no reason to stop using her other than the other ways I hungered to use her. So time went by and I continued to pretend nothing had happened. Maybe I should tell my wife, but no matter my feelings for Kat I still loved my wife. And I hated to think of the pain in her eyes when I revealed that I had cheated. All of these thoughts crossed my mind again as I left work and headed toward her apartment, trying to keep my cock from bursting through my pants. By the time I pulled up in front of her apartment and made my way up the walk to her door however, it was still throbbing and tenting my pants. I hesitated, trying vainly one last time to get my cock to soften. The fact was, I all too aware that I was about to be alone in the same room as Kat, the deliciously submissive girl that for some reason chose me to be her Daddy, the one she submitted to, the one she gave everything to, despite the fact that I could not give her everything she deserved. Knowing I was about to be alone with a girl whose need for me was only matched by my hunger for her, my cock was insistently remaining as thick and hard as it had ever been. . "KNOCK, KNOCK" I knocked firmly, the sound echoing in the entrance way, but almost drowned out by the thumping of my heart filling my ears. I heard her footsteps approaching and she opened the door, smiling brightly at the sight of me on the doorstep. My eyes were immediately drawn to her nipples poking out of her thin tank top. "Daddy!" she squealed. "I didn't know you were coming to get me! I'm almost ready just give me two seconds." With that she turned and ran towards her bedroom, her ass swaying in a pair of shorts that were barely more than panties. My cock seemed to twitch with each step as I watched her go and I half considered using her bathroom to jerk one off, hoping it might relieve a bit of the pressure that seemed unlikely to ever diminish. Before I could come to a decision however she was heading back down the hallway towards me, now wearing tight jeans and a red flannel shirt that was completely unbuttoned, and her unsupported breasts bouncing under the tank top she still wore underneath. Her nipples seemed even harder, poking through the thin fabric, begging for my touch. I'm sure she planned on buttoning the plaid shirt when we got to the house, but her playful grin told me she wanted to tease me as much as possible until then. Dropping her back she jumped into my arms, crushing her breasts against my chest and kissing me deeply. "I missed you Daddy," she said softly, clutching at me as I stood still in her entranceway, emotions continuing to war in my head and heart. Unbidden, but inevitably, my hands found her ass, squeezing firmly as I returned her kiss hungrily. "I missed you too baby girl." I said, knowing that no matter how much I shouldn't, it was completely true. "We should get going." I told her, setting her down on the ground and reaching down to grab her bag. "Awe are you sure Daddy?" she pouted, her lips pulled into an exaggerated frown. "Wouldn't you rather stay here for a few minutes?" Her hand found the front of my slacks and rubbed along my aching cock trapped within. "I missed your big Daddy cock so much and now it's finally here." She looked up at me, her eyes full of mischief as she rubbed my shaft. Shaking my head to clear it I pulled away and said, "Yes I'm sure. They're waiting for us to get home." And with that I turned around and headed out towards the car. Behind me I heard a quiet giggle and a whisper. "Silly Daddy," she said before locking her door and following me to the car. I helped her into the passenger seat, where she took the opportunity to again reach out and rub my thick shaft. With a growl of longing I forced myself to step away and close the door, walking around to get in next to her. I kept my eyes on the road and my hands on the wheel as I drove towards the house, but failed miserable to keep my thoughts off of the girl next to me. Suddenly I heard her voice and turned to look at her. "Daddy... Why won't you look at me?" she asked, the glint of playfulness still in her eyes but now accompanied by a fiery determination. Once I looked her way she pulled down the top of her tank top until it was below her breasts, letting them pop out of the top and stare me right in the face. "Don't you like looking at my little tits Daddy?" she asked with another fake pout. "Aren't I a pretty little one for you?" Her hands caressed her breasts, her fingers pinching her hard little nipples. "Oh little one," I groaned in defeat. "I could look at you all day long and never tire of it. But If I don't get myself under control it's going to cause quite a scene when we walk into the house." I motioned to the bulge in my slacks that was pulsing along with my heartbeat. Smiling wickedly Kat undid her seatbelt and immediately moved towards me reaching for my belt. "Well silly Daddy, why don't you just let me take care of that for you before we get there?" I thought she wouldn't even wait for an answer but then she froze and looked up at me with those big eyes. "Please Daddy?" she begged quietly. We both knew she couldn't do it without permission. I folded, knowing that I could never resist her when she begged for my cock. I mean fuck! What man could? With a groan I nodded my approval and leaned back to give her more room, still trying to focus on the road. Kat eagerly opened my pants and fished out my aching erection, whimpering softly before opening her mouth and attempting to swallow it whole. I groaned as her mouth slid down my length until my tip was buried in her throat. I groaned in amazement as she made swallowing motions with her throat, slowly massaging me without chocking or gagging once. After a moment she lifted her head from my lap gasping. "I've been practicing Daddy," she said with a wink. Before I could say anything my cock was again buried in her throat and she had begun to bob her head up and down in my lap. Words failed me and I simply groaned in pleasure, my hand finding her hair and guiding her movements harder and faster. I could feel my cock swelling, my balls tightening as she quickly brought me to the brink of climax. "Feed me Daddy," She whimpered, pulling off my cock long enough to beg for my cum, her hand still jerking my cock which was wet and shiny and swollen. "Feed your hungry little kitten. I need Daddy's cum in my belly tonight" I came, waves of ecstasy crashing through me as my thick cum spurted up into her waiting mouth, her words pushing me immediately over the edge. The car almost flew off the road as my body seized up and I fought the wheel, bringing it back into control and getting back in my lane. Kat seemed not to notice but hungrily sucked every drop of cum she could, showing me the last few drops on her tongue before swallowing the load. "Oh my good girl," I said when I could find my voice again. "That was incredible." "I love Daddy's big cock," she replied, glowing with pride. "I love making Daddy cum." Without another word she dropped her head back into my lap and spend the rest of the ride suckling my softened cock lovingly, her tongue gently sliding around my sensitive tip, moaning happily as she worshipped my spent member, with the result that by the time I pulled into my driveway it had again swollen almost as hard as it had been when we first got in the car. Feeling the car stop she forced my thick shaft back into the confines of my slacks and sat back up, a happy and satisfied smile on her face. "Thank you Daddy," she said, her hands lifting her tank top back over her tits and beginning to button the plaid shirt over it. Accepting that I would be walking into the house with my cock straining against my pants I got out of the car and then helped Kat from her seat, giving her ass a soft little smack on her way up the drive. We got to the door and I opened it to let us in. I expected to hear the kids come screaming into the hall to see Kat, but instead I heard my wife's voice. "I hope your little slut didn't wear you out too much baby, because I need that big cock too." Kat and I froze, looking in shock as my wife stepped around the corner into the front hallway.