Single Mother Shoots Her Shot With Babysitter – Addicted2Girls

Title: Single Mother Shoots Her Shot With Babysitter

The sultry blonde walked into the dimly lit living room, her heels clicking on the hardwood floor. She paused by the couch, glancing at the young babysitter curled up asleep. A wicked smile played on her crimson lips as she took in the sight of the nubile girl – pert breasts straining against a too-small sweater, long tan legs peeking out from a pleated skirt. The woman’s pulse quickened. It had been so long since she’d had a taste of sweet young thing…

Sauntering over, the blonde loomed over the dozing babysitter. She reached out a manicured hand to gently caress the girl’s cheek. The delicate touch stirred the young woman from her slumber. As pretty hazel eyes fluttered open, the babysitter found herself gazing up at the blonde’s cleavage, barely contained by an unbuttoned white blouse. She licked her lips nervously.

“Hi there,” the blonde purred throatily. “I’m Tara, Mark and Lisa’s neighbor. I heard they might be needing some extra babysitting…”

The young woman scrambled to sit up, smoothing her rumpled skirt. “Oh, um, I’m Jessie. Nice to meet you!” Her cheeks flushed pink. She couldn’t help noticing how the blonde’s nipples pebbled beneath the crisp fabric, yearning to be touched and tasted…

Tara settled beside Jessie on the couch, crossing her long legs invitingly. “So tell me, sweetie, do you like being a babysitter? Did those naughty plastic playthings get you hot and bothered?”

Jessie’s breath caught in her throat at the blatant innuendo. “What? No, I…I just look after the kids, that’s all…”

But Tara wasn’t deterred. She leaned in closer, her perfume intoxicating. “Mmm, I bet you’re a real naughty girl, Jessie. Tell me…have you ever been with another woman before?” A singsong lilt to her voice.

“No!” Jessie squeaked, face burning. “I mean, no, ma’am, never…”

A dark chuckle. “All the better.” Tara captured Jessie’s face between her hands, those red lips descending. The babysitter’s eyes widened as Tara claimed her mouth in a searing kiss, tongue delving deep. She whimpered, melting against the older woman.

Tara pulled back, leaving Jessie panting. “I knew you’d be delicious,” she said with satisfaction. Gripping Jessie’s chin, she guided the girl’s head down, down…until Jessie’s face was buried in Tara’s flawless cleavage. “Go on then, sweetie. Suck on Mommy’s big titties like a good girl.”

With a moan, Jessie latched onto a rigid nipple, sucking hard. Tara gasped, fingers threading through the girl’s silky hair. “That’s it, suck Mommy’s tits harder…ah yes! Just like that!”

Tara slipped a hand beneath Jessie’s skirt, fingers trailing up her inner thigh. She met with panties already damp with arousal. An approving hum. “Naughty baby, so wet for me already…” Curling her fingers, Tara roughly rubbed Jessie’s clothed slit, making the babysitter buck and squirm.

Panting harshly, Jessie lifted her head, floating green eyes pleading up at Tara. “P-please…”

“Please what, Jessie? Beg Mommy for what you want.” Tara’s voice was a seductive command.

“P-please…” Jessie gulped. “I…I need you to…to f-finger me! My pussy is throbbing!”

Tara rewarded her with a filthy, openmouthed kiss. Deftly handling the babysitter’s panties, she shoved them aside and plunged two fingers knuckle-deep into liquid heat. Jessie cried out, hips flexing, taking Tara’s hand deeper.

“That’s it,” Tara encouraged hotly. “Ride Mommy’s fingers like the horny little slut you are.” She pumped faster, curling her fingers to rub Jessie’s sweet spot. The young woman bucked wildly, keening.

Tara pinched Jessie’s clit between her thumb and forefinger, rolling it roughly. Coarse hair at a sensitive neck…a stinging pinch…each sensation blurring into the next as Jessie chased her pleasure. She was close, so close, building towards a shattering climax…

Suddenly a shrill voice cut through the haze of lust. “Mommy, are you home?”

Jessie froze, panic-stricken. Tara grinned wickedly. “Shh, hush now sweetie, don’t make a sound,” she ordered in a throaty whisper before calling out: “Yes, I’m home pumpkin, I’ll be right there.”

Tara gently removed her fingers from Jessie’s sopping sex, bringing them to her mouth to lick clean. “Later, my sweet. Be a good girl and wait for Mommy…”

With that parting promise, Tara sauntered out to greet her daughter, hips swaying. Jessie remained on the couch, chest heaving, thighs sticky with evidence of her arousal. Her aching center throbbed, empty and wanting.

This murderous suspense was completely bonkers…and entirely too thrilling for the straight-laced babysitter. But Jessie knew one thing for sure – there was no way she could deny herself the exquisite pleasure Tara could provide. She’d be back, oh yes. And next time, she’d be ready to be thoroughly debauched by the devil himself masquerading as a sexy minx. One thing was certain – this babysitter had just gotten a new job.