****** Nasty Sitter by Duke Vancouver ******
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Nasty Sitter


MONDAY. Man, I really hate Mondays. My wife gets up before me, at 5:30 a.m. to
get ready for school and dress our daughter and I sleep another 30 minutes till
she's done. Then I gotta drag my ass out of the bed, make a pot of coffee, rush
to wash my face and get dressed. By the time I'm done, we're both ready to step
out. She heads off to college downtown and I'm off to drop our daughter off at
daycare and take my ass to work.

I make the 12 mile, 45 minute trip to my daughter's daycare provider. Since the
main daycare center is full, we've opted to utilize home daycare providers. The
provider we use is named Rosa. I think she's Mexican, but she's built like a
local Hawaiian chick. Dark olive, about 5 foot 6, 160 pounds, very thick ass
and legs with a pretty decent set of milkbags hanging off her chest. She wears
these big-lens glasses, always keeps her long, black hair in a big, permed
ponytail and always wears overall-shorts. All this would seem normal, except
she has a really thick silver bar in the middle of her tongue that flashes when
she talks. Overall, she was very cute in a sultry, average kinda way.

Today was pretty much the same, but as I came through the front door, she
caught me looking at her tits bulging through her tight white top, pushing out
the front of her overall-shorts. She didn't say anything about it, just kept
babbling about how was my weekend, and what did I do. I never pay attention to
her, I just give her a bunch of "well-we's" and "yeah, you know's," put my
daughter in her seat at the breakfast table and sign her in. She followed me
into the living room and I could have sworn that she made eyes with me for a
second. She began to smile.

"So how's your wife?" She twists her tongue and the silver bar peeks out.

"She's alright, just goin' to school and stuff, you know." My dick is instantly
HARD.

"How long is she usually in school during the day?"

"Uh, she goes from 8 to 12, takes a 6 hour break at home and then she has a
couple of night classes that get her in the house around 10." Where is this
going? Man, I wish I wasn't so dense!

"Yeah, my husband was thinking about taking some classes, but he's always going
out of town to business seminars. As a matter of fact, he just left this
morning for 2 weeks to fly back to Michigan." The smile got bigger and she
started stealing looks at the front of my Polo slacks, which did nothing to
hide the tent pole inside.

"Think you can make it?" I just threw that one out there to judge where her
mind was.

"Oh, I might," I thought she joked. Brazenly, she stuck her tongue out,
exposing the silver bar as she licked the bottom of her chin. No question about
where her mind was. "Damn! He's missing that!" I was really at a loss for words
now. My dick got harder than state taxes with deductions.

"You better get to work now," she kinda breathed. I might have been imagining
things, but I could almost feel the heat coming off of her.

As we walked out of the living room and down the hallway, she did something
that pretty much said it all. Walking behind me, she reached her right arm
around me and fisted my throbbing cock through the soft fabric of my slacks. It
stopped me dead in my tracks as her other hand trailed across my ass.

"Your wife is missing this right now. See you later." With that, she opened the
door and playfully pushed me outside.

What the FUCK? So I have to go the rest of my morning with this shit on my
mind. I kinda always had the notion that she was a freak of some kind, but all
out there like THAT? Maybe she was just playing around, I tried to reason. But
why would she just grab my dick like that? Was she willing to suck it maybe?
Maybe let me bend her thick ass over the bathroom sink and fuck the shit out of
her? It was hard (literally) to concentrate on work to say the least.

I had just finished playing basketball at the gym next to our shop at lunch
when my section supervisor came out and told me that I had a phone call. I told
the guys that I was done and sprinted inside to take the call.

"Hello?"

"Hey, are you busy?" Rosa.

"Om, no, I'm just on my lunch break. Everything alright? Is my daughter sick?"

"No-no, she's ok. You just need to come by and sign some more papers that I
have to turn in before the kids wake up from their naps."

"Ok, I'll be over in a minute."

I told the super what was up and headed over to her place. The familiar
"Quiet!!! Children Sleeping!!!" sign was posted on the front door as I
approached. She must have been waiting for me because she opened the door
before I could knock.

"Come in," she whispered. "The children just fell asleep."

"Oh, alright," I said in equally hushed tones. "Show me those papers and I'm
out."

She had begun to pull me from the front door to the staircase, territory that I
have never had to explore before. Suddenly, it hit me like a ton of bricks. The
rock-hard boner made a return appearance and was all too obvious to her through
the thin basketball shorts that I wore.

"The papers are up here. I'm glad you bought your black pen."

"Oh Rosa, you are a bad girl."

"You don't know shit yet. Shut up and come on."

As we went up the stairs, a million thoughts ran through my head. Damn, what if
one of the kids wakes up, what if her neighbors hear us, what if-

At that moment, as we entered her bedroom and she yanked my shorts roughly down
to my ankles, I was wondering what if she ran that tongue up and down my dick
for a half and hour or so.

"Guess I couldn't make it," she sighed as she wrapped her light brown arms
around my neck and began to oh-so firmly press and wiggle her tongue against my
lips. As she did this, she snuggled her hips against mine and began grinding my
cock into the crease between her legs.

All of my willpower was gone.

"You fuckin' bitch," I barely got out. She rammed her fat, pink tongue down my
throat, the balls on the piercing scraping the roof of my mouth and the top of
my tongue at the same time, driving small rivulets of pre-cum out of the tip of
my penis, staining the front of her overalls. With this, I started undoing the
straps of her denim overalls. As they fell, my hands were on her soft D-cups,
smashing them, kneading them, squeezing them until her nipples grew and
tightened against the shirt she was wearing. She wore no bra.

We broke our lusty embrace and began removing the rest of our clothing. I took
off my sweaty t-shirt, watching as she slid her white cotton panties down to
her ankles and stepped out of them. Her full, thick black bush was neatly
cropped around her bulging outer pussylips, topped by a fat, pink clitoris that
peeked out from the top of her slit. A slimy dew was present, meaning only that
she had either been masturbating before hand or that she had been wet all
morning. The musky smell was overwhelming.

Her t-shirt came off next. Her boobs strained upwards until the bottom of the
shirt cleared her head, then dropped back to their original position. The skin
color was a little lighter, the underside a creamy cocoa butter color. Her
nipples seemed to visibly get longer, drawing the skin from her aureole tight.
She reached forward and slowly began rubbing the underside of my penis with her
palm.

"How do you want it? Do you want me to suck it or put it in my pussy first?"

"Put it in your mouth first, Rosa," I sneered. "I want to feel that tongue."

She dropped to her knees and began by caressing my length in her hand and
slowly running her studded tongue up and down the shaft, almost completely
curling the length of her tongue around it at one point. When she reached the
base, she would lift up my cock as she tongued my balls underneath, rolling the
ball on the top of her tongue around each nut in a circle. Nasty bitch.

"Get up on the bed. Hands and knees. NOW," I said forcefully and she obliged.

"Umm, pushy aren't we?"

"I'll show you pushy, lift that ass up a little more."

What a sight. My butt-naked daycare provider on her hands and knees on her
husband's bed, hot asscheeks split by her dripping bush, knees parted wide. I
put my hands on her slim waist and thrust my hips straight ahead, splitting her
slit-lips and entering the wetness within. She buried her face in the bedspread
as I began to forcefully slam into her pussy with aggression.

"MMMMPH, Oh-oh, aaaagh, MMMPH, MMMPH- Oh FUCK YES- AAACH," she cried, trying to
be quiet during our violent coupling.

"Rosa, you have some really good pussy. You're a HOT little BITCH aren't you?
MMPH, MMPH, UUCH, MMPH, take this..."

I pushed forward on her hips and she fell flat on her stomach, her hands next
to her breasts in a pushup position as I hammered into her red-hot box from
behind. She began to return my thrusts and I reached underneath her chest to
palm her fat tits. My cock got even harder as my hands made their way to her
nipples, pinching and rolling the tips between my fingers.

"Oh shit..." she began. "I think I'm gonna... oh I'm gonna cum... don't stop...
don't STOP!"

I just grunted and hammered deeper into her cunt, the head of my monster
smashing into her tender cervix, curling her toes. She made two fists, buried
her face in the bed and let out a muffled scream. I instantly felt a hot, thick
coating of juices from deep inside the walls of her honey-box and I could hold
back no more.

"OH ROSA, I'm CUMMING- AAAAAGHH!" I grabbed the headboard, arched my back and
viciously thrust my pole up and through her cervix. The tight ring could do
nothing to prevent my throbbing hose from spraying her spicy womb with burst
after burst of hot, thick lather. She violently convulsed as my load began to
overflow from her tunnel and soak the bedspread beneath her bush.

I pulled out of her, wiped my still-hard cum-covered cock across her ass and
got dressed as she turned over.

"Thanks for signing those papers for me."

"No problem," I said. "I try to stay on top of things."

She laughed at this and got dressed. She escorted me to the front door, past
the sleeping children and paused in the foyer.

"You're not going to tell on me, are you?" she asked.

"No, as long as you don't start feeling guilty."

"Guilty? I want there to be a next time!"

With that, we exchanged a deep wet tongue kiss and I instantly sprouted to full
attention.

"Save it for next time, ok?" she said.

I smiled as she closed the door behind me. Oh, there would definitely be a next
time. After all, I have 2 weeks to take care of her needs and mine...


**I guess this goes without saying, but nothing in this story is true and was
written solely for the entertainment of the reader. If you have comments,
questions, suggestions, whatever, write me at Vancouver@hawaii.rr.com.

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