Babysitters Wanted 2 1 – Ky

Title: “The Babysitter’s Naughty Night: A Deluxe Delve into Ky’s Unbridled Desire”

Ky, a:

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punctual 18-year-old babysitter, arrived at the Jones’ residence right on time. She rang the doorbell, her heart fluttering with anticipation for the evening ahead. Little did she know that this night would turn out to be anything but ordinary. As the door creaked open, Ky was greeted by Mrs. Jones, the elegant mother of the household. “Ky, so nice to see you again!” Mrs. Jones smiled warmly. “The kids are all set upstairs – just keep an eye on them and help with homework if need be. We’ll be back by midnight at the latest!” With a quick hug, she grabbed her purse and headed out the door, leaving Ky to her duties.

As Ky ascended the stairs, she couldn’t help but notice how the tight black skirt she had chosen for the evening clung to her every curve. Her pert bottom swayed hypnotically with each step, her 34C breasts bouncing lightly beneath her low-cut top. Reaching the second floor, she found the Jones kids engrossed in their toys. “Hey there, munchkins!” she chimed. “Let’s get some of that homework done, ‘kay?”

The next couple hours passed uneventfully, with Ky assisting the kids with their schoolwork and brushing their teeth. Exhausted from the day, they soon drifted off to sleep. Now alone, Ky’s mind began to wander. She tiptoed into her room and sat on the edge of the bed, her hands idly tracing the curve of her neck. Her heart fluttered as she imagined Mr. and Mrs. Jones returning to find her splayed across the sheets, completely naked…

Lost in her daydream, Ky barely noticed as she slid a hand beneath her skirt. Her fingers grazed her dampening panties, sending a jolt of electricity through her body. She was interrupted by the distinct sound of a doorknob turning. Her eyes widened as she realized Mr. Jones was home, totally unaware of Ky’s naughty little secret. Would he catch her? The thought alone made her quiver with excitement.

With quick hands, Ky yanked down her panties and hiked up her skirt. She propped herself up on her elbows, letting her succulent breasts spill out over the neckline of her top. Just as she positioned her knees to either side of her head and spread her glistening folds with one hand, Mr. Jones stepped into the room, his jaw dropping at the sight before him.

“Oh my…” he began, his eyes locked on Ky’s exposed body “I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to interrupt. I’m just putting away some clothes…” He fumbled for words, his gaze unable to leave Ky’s flushed skin.

But to his surprise, Ky simply let out a moan, arching her back into the mattress. She slipped two fingers into her dripping cunt, her hips rocking with each thrust. “Please don’t stop on my account,” she purred, her voice thick with lust “I’ve been so naughty all night, I just need to take the edge off…”

Mr. Jones, enraptured by Ky’s sultry performance, couldn’t tear his eyes away. His cock twitched in his pants as he watched her frig herself, her juices coating her thighs. Unable to control himself, he stepped forward and took in the sight close up. Ky’s pussy pulsed around her fingers, the flesh of her lips quivering as if begging to be touched.

“Fuck,” Mr. Jones muttered under his breath. He reached out hesitantly, his palm pressing flat against the soft mound of Ky’s cunt. Her fingers grazed his Slowly, he pressed two digits into her slick heat, mirroring her pace. Ky cried out, her back bowing off the bed as she rode his hand, her own fingers pinching and tugging at her pert nipples.

“More,” she gasped out, her head thrashing from side to side “I want your cock. Please!”

Mr. Jones wasted no time, unzipping his pants to free his throbbing member. He positioned himself between Ky’s splayed thighs, her dripping wetness coating his head as he rubbed it against her needy clit. With a thrust of his hips, he hilted himself inside of the babysitter’s tight little cunt, a guttural moan escaping his lips.

“Oh fuck yes!” Ky screamed, her nails raking down his back “Harder! Fuck me harder!”

He obliged, his hips slamming against hers at a punishing pace. Ky’s tits bounced with each thrust, her body trembling from the overwhelming pleasure. With his free hand, Mr. Jones snaked one digit to her puckered asshole, circling the rim before pressing in, making the babysitter yelp “FUCK!”

Her cunt clamped down on his cock like a vice, her cries of pleasure echoing off the walls. Ky’s peak hit her like a hurricane, her eyes rolling back into her head as a powerful orgasm ripped through her. Mr. Jones followed suit, spurting his hot seed deep inside the babysitter’s spasming pussy. He collapsed on top of her, both of their chests heaving as they came down from their high.

“I think it’s time I sent my wife out for girls’ night more often,” Mr. Jones joked as he rolled off her spent body.

Ky could only grin, her naked form still twitching with aftershocks “Anytime, Mr. Jones. Anytime.”

Little did they know the kids were awake, a guilty Mr. Jones rushing to retrieve his clothes before Mrs. Jones returned. Ky would have to clean herself up before the Mrs. came home to find her babysitter – completely and utterly satisfied.

As for Ky? Her babysitting reputation had grown a bit – and she was already looking forward to her next ” rendezvous ” with Mr. Jones