I LOVE FUCK MY BABYSITTER – WITH CAM

Title: Confessions of a Forgetful Father

“Hey, honey, I’m home!” I called out, walking through the front door after another long day at the office. My wife was in the kitchen, preparing dinner as usual. The house was quiet, but that wasn’t unusual – our teenage daughter typically had her headphones on when she was home alone after school.

“Dad? Is that you?” a female voice called from upstairs. Wait, that’s not my daughter’s voice. Oh shit, the babysitter!

I climbed the stairs slowly, trying not to make too much noise. As I neared the top, I could hear hushed voices and the faint sound of…moaning? Oh god, what are they doing up there?

I crept down the hallway, pressing my ear to the cracked bedroom door. The moans were louder now, unmistakably coming from my daughter’s babysitter, Sarah. “Yes, just like that…oh fuck…don’t stop!”

I pushed the door open a few inches and peered inside. Sarah was on my daughter’s bed, her eyes closed in ecstasy as our nerdy neighbor, Tom, grunted on top of her. His skinny, pale ass flexed with each thrust of his hips.

“Oh yeah, take it you little slut!” Tom growled, pounding into Sarah with abandon.

Sarah’s moans grew louder and more urgent. “Fuck me harder! Make me your bitch!”

I stood there mesmerized, my cock growing stiff in my pants. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing – my daughter’s sweet, innocent babysitter getting railed by the neighborhood dweeb.

As if sensing my presence, Sarah’s eyes flew open. She stared directly at me, her face a mask of shock and pleasure. “Oh my god! Mr. Johnson, I-”

I raised a finger to my lips and quietly closed the door behind me. Sarah bit her lip, looking torn between embarrassment and illicit arousal.

I walked over to the bed, taking in the scene. Sarah’s legs were spread wide, her bikini briefs pulled aside and Tom’s bony hips slapping against her curvy ass. Her tank top was pushed up, exposing her large, heaving tits.

I undid my belt and unzipped my pants, freeing my cock. “Don’t mind me,” I assured them. “Just keep doing what you’re doing.”

Sarah looked doubtful, but when I wrapped my fingers around my hard shaft and started stroking, a secretive smile crawled across her face. She laid back on the bed and closed her eyes again.

Tom, engrossed in his pounding, seemed not to notice me. “Take it, bitch! Fucking take it!” he snarled.

I watched Sarah’s big tits bouncing with each rough thrust. Leaning in close, I slid my hand into her tank top, cupping one heavy breast. Sarah gasped in surprise but didn’t protest as I tweaked her nipple.

I pinched and rolled the sensitive nub, feeling it stiffen against my fingertips. Sarah arched her back, pushing her tits towards me. Her moans were muffled now, no doubt so my wife downstairs wouldn’t hear.

“You like that, baby? You like having your tits played with while this nerd fucks you?” I growled in her ear.

Sarah whimpered and nodded, spreading her legs wider for Tom. Her pussy was glistening wet, my cock twitching at the sight.

I gazed between her legs as Tom’s skinny hips pistoned in and out of Sarah’s pink folds. Lewd squelching noises filled the room with each messy thrust. Sarah thrashed on the bed, her cries growing higher in pitch.

“That’s it, baby, take it deep,” I said gruffly. Sliding my hand higher, I rubbed Sarah’s clit in time with Tom’s thrusts. “Cum for me.”

Sarah let out a strangled moan, her head thrashing from side to side. Her cunt clamped down on Tom’s cock like a vice. “Oh god, don’t stop! Fuck, I’m cumming!”

Tom grunted, shoving his hips hard against Sarah’s ass as he spilled his load inside her. Sarah’s orgasm slammed into her, her pussy spasming and gushing as she came.

I continued massaging her clit, working her through her orgasm until she collapsed against the bed, panting. Tom pulled out with a wet plop, his softening cock drooling cum.

Sarah’s eyes fluttered open. She looked positively debauched – hair mussed, tank top rolled up, cum leaking out of her well-fucked pussy. She smiled at me wickedly.

I winked back. Leaning in close, I captured Sarah’s lips in a searing kiss. She opened to me without hesitation, moaning into my mouth as she tasted herself on my tongue.

When I broke the kiss, Sarah looked dazed, her eyes lidded and cheeks flushed. She swallowed thickly. “I can’t believe we just did that.”

“Believe it, baby,” I growled, giving her sensitive clit a final pinch. “Now be a good girl and clean up. My wife will be wondering what’s taking so long.”

With that, I tucked myself back into my pants and headed for the door, leaving a thoroughly satisfied babysitter and her bewildered conquest alone to clean up in post-coital silence.