His Virgin Babysitter(11)

By: Lila Younger


Carter finally pulls my panties down, and then they’re there, stroking my clit, slipping inside of me. I cry out, rocking my hips out of instinct, out of pure need against him as they stretch me open for the very first time. His strokes are slow and steady, making me almost scream with pleasure. And then, oh god, he slips another finger in, and the sensation magnifies tenfold, a heady mix of pain and pleasure as he works on me, prepares me for him. It’s everything I want, and more.

I’ve lost use of my mouth, my tongue, and all I can do is keep moaning, keep gasping as he slides his fingers in and out of my entrance, teasing me with strokes faster then slower. I can’t believe I’m like this, a ball of wanton desire, me! Shy, boring, Jade. And then he removes his fingers, and I’m almost crying at the loss of his touch. But then I hear the crinkle of a wrapper, and then Carter returns, his cock bumping up against my still too tight hole. Overwhelming need prevents me from stopping him, from being scared of what might happen when he tries to breach me.

“I’m going to make you mine Jade, and when I do, we can never go back.”

He’s not asking. It’s a promise. My whole body tenses with anticipation as he pushes the head against me, and then forces the blunt tip of his cock inside of me. I cry out as he breaks through, curling my whole body against him, pulling him into me even as I want to push him away. He eases himself forward, slowly but relentlessly, not stopping until he’s buried to the hilt inside of me. He kisses my neck, whispering softly to me as my body accepts him, takes all of him. He shifts himself slightly, pushing even deeper.

“Fuck, you’re tight. You good baby?” he asks roughly. The muscles of his back are tense. It’s taking everything to keep himself under control for me I know.

“Yes,” I say hoarsely. “Yes.”

And with that he begins to fuck me, sliding almost all the way out before ramming himself into me again. He’s massive, stretching me open, splitting me apart as he drives me to new heights of pleasure. Just when I can take no more, he pulls out again and thrusts into me. I take him, all of him, over and over, his muscular body covering mine as he pins me to the mattress with his cock. Pleasure races through my veins, my whole body coming alive as he fills me up. My pussy clings to his shaft, scorching hot inside of me. I clench my body, bearing down on him, forcing him to fuck me harder. His breath comes in ragged pants, his moving with precision as he strikes that deepest part of me, bringing us to the edge again and again and oh, oh, the pressure lifts and I come, my vision bursting into stars that pop into darkness. My body is shaking with searing hot heat as I tumble into an abyss of pleasure that never ends. I can’t breathe, can’t think, can’t do anything but experience what his cock does to me. Warmth floods through me, and then I feel Carter go rigid, his thrusts finally slowing as he finishes.

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Wow, I think. Is this what people mean when they say sex is mind blowing? It had to be. I’m literally so tired and blissed out that I’m having trouble stringing two thoughts together. Carter was nothing like my own awkward fumbling in the dark. My eyes fall onto the clock on the bedside table.

“Oh no!” I say, sitting bolt upright. “I have to go.”

“Not yet,” Carter says, kissing my back and shoulders. “There’s a lot more I want to do to you.”

“I was supposed to be home hours ago. My mom is going to freak out.”

“You’re an adult,” he says, biting down on my neck just hard enough to send a shiver of pleasure down my spine. “You can do whatever you want.”

“I wish,” I mumble. “Long as I’m living under her roof, it’s her rules. Besides, it’s my first night on the job. She’s bound to be a little worried I’m halfway across town in a single man’s house.”

“She was right to be worried.”

His breath ghosts past my ear and I close my eyes, my nipples standing to attention. I want to stay so badly. I want to explore this whole new world of sensation and feeling that Carter’s opened up to me. But I can’t.

I turn around to him and try to control my emotions. God, he looks amazing.

“I’m sorry,” I say at last.

I quickly get out of the bed so that I can’t change my mind, putting my bra and panties back on. Carter rolls out of bed too, pulling on a pair of jeans that sit on his hips perfectly. Together we head back to the front door.

“You’ll come back tomorrow then,” he says roughly.

“Of course,” I say. “Noon right?”

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