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Tom is married happily to lisa they havea babyboy 6months old Tom is 6' 175 br&blk in pretty good shape at 28yrs. Lisa is 5'1 115 long br. & br 34c. Sex life has been great and they are very much in love. dayna is the baby sitter 18yrs. old 5'5 120 36/c short lght. br hair br eyes. Tom usually drives her home if she is sitting while they go out for the night but she will sometime sit in the afternoon after picking up the baby at the daycare and be waiting for Tom ( who usually comes home first). She wears short skirts most of the time and Tom has noticed her But feels ashamed that he does. Ill play Tom looking for other two. Dayna is a women child innocent but feeling urges that she wants to explore. Lisa is into sex but had not experimented much.
 
I'd be willing to play Dayna. I remember this guy I sat for...I'd love to play this one out. Ahh...the unfulfilled fantasies of high school.
 
Sure.

IC: The baby had been quiet all night, so I got a lot of homework done. After I put the bambino down for the night I put in one of my soft CDs and tried to finish Faust. Again. I love classic literature, but damn...

The description of the devil tempting Faust with the innocent girl made me blush as I thought of Tom. Deep in my heart he sparked something in me. I couldn't describe what, but I was always aware of him. I loved the smell of him late at night when he came home from the bar with Lisa. He'd drive me home and smell of smoke and alcohol, underlined with that deep scent that was him.

I shivered. He's married, Dayna. Married. Not for you. I heard a car in the driveway. It was 1:08 am. I smiled, they had told me 1:30, but they always came home a little early, but paid me for the whole time. I love this job.

I started packing my things into my backpack as the footsteps came up the walk. Tom entered the house and I could feel him watching my ass as I bent over putting books away. I smiled and slowed, looking around my knees at him.

"How was the party at her sisters? And where is Lisa?"

I smiled at him as his eyes traveled down my legs to meet mine.

"Lisa had a bit too much fun and we decided she should sleep it off there. I'll go pick her up tomorrow. How was the bambino?"

I stood up and turned around. "Very quiet, it was great night."
 
niece

I think i might have had a few to many myself ( laughing). I think Ill have one more to keep me going so that I can drive you home.I would not want your mom to worry. ( Tom is looking at dayna blouse which is tight against her breast) Tom starts to pour himself a drink...they both stare at each for what seems like minutes but is actually seconds...Dayna You still dating that guy Rick?
 
Dayna

"Rick? Yea, kinda. I don't see him much, we're both really busy. But it works in its own way."

He's got that bright sheen of a happily buzzed person. I can't help but watch his hands as they pour a drink.

"Oh, and don't worry about my mom. She's off on business, so I'm home alone this weekend."
 
niece

Oh she is! ( trying not to think the thoughts that embarress him)he starts to walk to the couch but stumbles then catches himself and slowly sits on the couch) Man Im in worse shape then i thought, dayna I think im going to have to call you a taxi Ill pay for it. ( He starts to try and take off his tie) Hmm man im tired( he is but he also is afraid to drive her home to be alone with her in his car) Looking into her eyes) Dayna you look...Im sorry Ill call that taxi right now and he starts to stand up.
 
He is pretty toasted. I flash a worried look as he stumbles and try to help him to the couch, sitting next to him.

I catch his arm.

"No, don't worry about a taxi, I can walk its not all that far."

His fingers clumsily grasp for his tie and almost reflexivly I reach to help him, but I pull my hands back quickly. Softly I hold his elbow as he stands, standing with him.

"I'm serious, don't worry about it. I'm sure I can walk." I grin, "which is a little more than I can say about you, right now." I snag the drink from his fingers as worry overcomes all other thoughts. "I'm not sure you should have this, how about I just put you to bed and let myself out?"

Until the words come out I don't realise how this sounds, I'm just concerned and want to take care of him.
 
niece

I place my arm around you waist as you lead me to my room I look down at you and see your blouse is open so that I can see the tops of your wonderful breast) my hand slides down to the top of you butt and i turn you to me and lean down and kiss you> My tounge licks your lips slowly as i moan into your mouth) DAyna god your so sexy..then suddennly i stop and pull back...GOD Im so sorry dayna I dont know what came over me...Please dont get upset..backing away from you...You must think im terrible
 
He leans on me up the stairs and I can't help but feel a thrill at his hand above my hip, hot through the thin fabric of my shirt.

I feel him glide his hand down and grab my ass, pulling me to him, pressing me into his kiss. He tastes of alcohol and heat floods me. His tongue glides ove my lip and he calls me sexy. I have no chance to luxuriate in this before he pulls away, leaving me cold and wanting.

"GOD Im so sorry dayna I dont know what came over me...Please dont get upset...You must think im terrible"

I catch his hands as he backs away, looking deep into his eyes and breathing hard. Married, Dayna. Not for you.

But no one will ever know.

I'm trembling when I speak, slowly, carefully. "No. No I don't think you're terrible at all. I think you are goregeous." I step closer to him, pulling his arms around me again. "I think you're a little drunk. I think I don't know what is coming over me either..."

Gently I slip my hands over his chest, god I've longed for this, and around his neck, slowly pulling him into another sweet kiss.
 
Your lips meet mine and I cannot stop this time. My hands slide around you holding you close as i taste your sweet lips on my lips. I feel your young body against me. My tounge pushes gentley at your lips ..they open and my tounge dances with yours, I slowly suck on your tounge as my hands cup your bottom. I hear you moan and pick you up . I start carring you into the bedroom and sit you on the bed looking down at you. Dayna We shouldnt ..Im married Im so much older But unless you say no right now ..I want you so much...I want to taste every part of you, to have you taste every part of me, I stroke your hair looking into your eyes then down to your exposed thighs. DAYNA I Need to have you!!
 
I slip sweetly into your arms and find myself lifted, your hand finding its way up my short skirt and onto my nearly bare ass. Your hand grazes over the satin thong I wore tonight and I see your eyebrows raise.

Laying in your arms on the bed you start to protest, all of the reasons I knwo too well. I lose hope for a moment until I listen to what follows.

"...unless you say no right now "

How could I say no? The conclusion is forgone and I smile, reaching for one of your hands.

"..I want you so much...I want to taste every part of you, to have you taste every part of me..."

I bring your fingers to my lips and kiss one, first sinnocently and then sucking on it, caressing it with my tongue and lips. I smile up at you.

"I know." I answer. "Its wrong, but I want you too." I stroke your face, "People can't help what they want, can they?" Your lips are hot on my palm, echoing the heat from your hand on my thigh as you push my skirt higher.
 
niece

I start unbuttoning your blouse slowly looking into your eyes then suddenly i just rip your buttons off and look at your breast. " God heaven"s Hills" I slowly lower my head to your breast and lick your nipple slowly" Hmm your breast are like hard little rocks" I gently bite your nipple as my tounge licks in slow corcles around it as my hand slowly slides up from your knee ..up your thigh slowly tenderly squeezing your thigh as my hand moves slower up your thigh till you fell my fingers touch your panties."HMM Dayna you dressed for love tonight no no not love But for raw sex ...tonight." smiling into your eyes
 
A thrill runs through me as your hand brushes my panties. I breathe hard as it sinks in what I'm doing. I've never let Rick go all the way. In the back of my mind I knew I wanted a man who knew what he was doing. Your confidence has always turned me on.

."HMM Dayna you dressed for love tonight no no not love But for raw sex ...tonight."

That electric shock flies through my frame again and something smolders deep in my sex. Your fingers brugh up the sides of my legs to my waist, finding the little bows where I tied my thong and ingnoring them. I feel you unzip my skirt and then you set me on my feet.

"I want to watch you Dayna, slip out of that skirt and step out of it."

I follow your directions, unsure of myself until I see the lust in your eyes. Hesitantly I stand up straighter, thrusting my breasts up. I nibble my lip as you look up and down my body, clad only in the thong. I have stood like this in my room, in front of my mirror, alone. Just this afternoon I danced in these panties laughing at my image. But I didn't have you to please then, and I so want you to be pleased with me.

Your eyes flit over my body with more intensity then I could imagine. You ask me to turn around, slowly, and I do, trying to watch your face, gauge your expression. Your expression takes my breath away and I can feel wetness soaking into my panties.
 
I reach out and carees your ass..hmm Dayna do you have any idea what I have in store for you tonight..I stand up and pull you to a sitting position on the bed eye to eye with my zipper ,Looking into your eyes" look down at my cock Dayna ..see that bulge its testament to your beauty..YOU want this well its there for your taking...I stroke your lower lips with my finger...Lisa is right your one hot sexy women child,,, as i smile at you?????
 
I focus on the bulge in your pants and reach for your zipper. My nimble fingers release belt and button and zipper, occasionally glancing up to your eyes for encouragement.

I savor the feeling of letting your pants fall to your ankles and I caress up your bare legs as one of your hands snakes into my hair.
 
You now go from child to women ( not sounding quite so drunk) take out my cock and make me feel like Im the only guy you have ever sucked Dayna" you will be ours tonight???" ours..what does he mean??
 
My fingers surround your cock before I catch the plural.

"Ours?, What ours?"
 
my hand stops careesing your hair and intead I grab a handful of it and pull your head to my cock." dont worry about that now Dayna.." my cock is pushing on your lips and you can feel my precum on them. " You just do what I say and you will have the time of your young life" Im going to fuck your sweet mouth , then your young pussy and then just maybe your tight little ass" Now be a good little girl Dayna( as I smile you realize Im not drunk at all) and do what youve wanted to do all these months.
 
I'm surprised by the change in mood, the change in tone, but that wmavelous cock of yours is so close.

I slip my tongue over the head, but you press my mouth onto you, forcing me to take it deeper than I had planned. Your fingers were a vice around my head, controling me. I chocked and gasped ad you backed off, only to return, deeper, teasing my gag reflex.

"Relax Dayna."

I try, I really do. You catch me off gurad again and press down my throat. I can't breathe, but it feels so good, so full, so tight. I hear you groan before you pull back and let me gasp for air before chocking me again with your cock. I fall into the rythym of it, the deep slide into my throat where you pin my nose to your body, trusting you to let me breathe in time, the gasp and pop as you leave my throat, the shudder and breathe before you jam yourself back into me.

You are harder than I thought possible and still ramming into my soft mouth. It hurts a little, but your fingers in my hair and your rough moans make it worth it. You twitch and pull me onto you more roughly, my face buried in your skin, your cock thrust deeply down my tight, hot throat. I can feel you cum, and I try to swallow around your cock, but the muscles are useless, they don't have enough space to move. I'm running out of air and you still choke me, holding my head painfully by my hair. You finish shuddering and hold me still against you.

Finally you withdraw and let me breathe, I cough some and delight in the feeling of precious air on my raw throat.
 
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