Babysitting adventures

[Frenchgirl]

OOC

Esthelle, 18 years old
long blond hair in a ponytail, blue eyes,
34D-25-35, 5'2"


story
while babysitting the silent alarm went off, a
man from the security company comes to see what happened.

feel free to jump in, as a burglar or as a security guard
surprise me..... come to my rescue or be a villain
no bondage, hands free

IC

Esthelle

I arrived at the Johnson's at six o'clock. Although baby
sitting is not the coolest thing for an 18 year old college girl to
do, it's better than doing nothing. It was summer and I was dressed
in a pink tanker top and shorts.

" Hi Esthelle " said Mrs. Johnson as she answered the door.
" The baby is in his bed sleeping. We'll be home
tomorrow morning .. the numbers are by the phone. Bye" Mrs. Johnson said.

Mr. Johnson started his car and off they went.

I said "Bye", and went upstairs to watch the baby.
Everything was all right.

I went down to the living room to watch some TV.After a while I went upstairs , got undressed and slipped in a tiny nightie.

When I was asleep, suddenly the bel rang, I was hardly awake and went down to open the door, wearing nothing but a pink baby-doll nightie.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Henri Fredricks, Alpha Security:

Henri is 5'11" tall and a well built 180 pounds. He's working for Alpha Security at night and going to college during the day.

He was on patrol when the dispatcher called because of a silent alarm at the Johnson residence, 1313-Mockingbird Lane.

He sped there with his lights flashing. He turned them off two blocks away and shut off the engine and coasted the last half block hoping to catch a burglar in the act.

Upon arrival he got out quietly and flashlight in one hand and his pistol in the other circled the house, but found no sign of forced entry.

Henri reported that to dispatch and told them he was going to try to contact the person watching the children. The Johnson's had also called the security company to leave emergency phone numbers just in case.

He went to the front door and rang the bell then waited patiently since the person had most likely been asleep.

In a few minutes a lovely short blonde with big boobs just wearing a see through shortie nightgown opened the door.

"Ummm," he said to her as he looked at her and what was clearly visible under the sheer shortie, "Henri Fredricks, Alpha Security. The silent alarm went off.
"I need to come in and check that everything's okay inside."

 

[Stranger34]

OOC: Jimmy, 6'2 and 190lbs, dark hair, green eyes, occasional stubble on cheeks. Burglar, pickpocket, dressed all in black, makes his living by stealing jewellry and paintings form rich country houses and selling them to order.



The house is big, silent, and, I believe, empty. I've been casing this joint for the last few days, waiting for my opportunity. A tip-off told me that the owners are away, and this one I'm not going to miss. A diamond collection worth nearly half a million is the prize, and I have all my safe-breaking equipment with me.
There is one light on, on the top floor, but I assume it's just a safelight. My tip-off told me the place would be empty.

Creeping around the back of the house, I pull out my extendable ladder and rest it against the side of the house. I'd better check that light, just in case. The night is clear and still, and I slowly ascend the ladder, my glass-cutting disc in my hand. The ladder reaches right up to the sill, and as I reach the top, I take a quick glance in the window, sure there'll be nothing but an empty room.

My heart nearly stops beating, and i sway on the ladder, nearly losing my balance.
Damn!! What the hell is going on?? Instead of an empty room, there's a girl lying on her tummy on a bed, a damn pretty one too by the looks of it. Shit. What the hell am I going to do? That order was a big one, they've paid a good deal of the money upfront, and it doesn't pay to mess with these people.
My heart beats fast as I try to rationalise the situation. OK- one girl, maybe I can just tie her up, scare her into submission, and make off with the loot. I pull my balaclava from my pocket and am just about to pull it over my head, when I syop to take another look.

Wow - that girl isn't just pretty, she's stunning. Blonde hair tied in a ponytail, cute little pink babydoll nightie, bare legs........jesus Jimmy, get a hold of yourself. An image flashes through my head of subduing this girl and forcing her, and a sudden hot flush spreads through my stomach and into my groin.
I shake my head to clear it - I can't let this get in the way of the job, it's just too important. Silently I begin to descend the ladder, stopping at the window at the storey below. I'll never get a better chance than this. Tsking out my glass cutter, I apply it to the glass, cutting out a small disc, big enough for me to slip my hand inside and open the catch to the window.

When it's open, I climb inside, pushing the ladder away so it falls and is concealed in the thick grass outside.
Now - which way to the safe. I know it's on the top floor, behind a painting - the oldest trick in the book. The girl first, and then the painting.

I take a step forward, and then freeze. The jangle of the doorbell seems to echo right through the house. Shit!! I can hear the patter of feet upstairs, and the girl begins to descend. Who the hell can it be?? In panic, I look around, and see the double bed silhoutted in the moonlight. Quickly I slide underneath, just in time to see a pair of shapely bare legs cross the doorway and descend towards the front door.

I lie perfectly still, hoping this job is not going to be my last.......

 

[Frenchgirl]

Esthelle

IC
"of course, I understand, do come in." Esthelle replied.
Henri enterend the hallway to start a closer inspection of the house.

"Miss, how many persons are present in the house and where are they?" Henri asked.

"Well, it's just me and the baby. The baby is vast asleep in the babyroom, on the first floor and I slept in the room, just above it. I have a closed monitoring set in that room." Esthelle answered.
"Good, ... very good. What's your name miss?" Henri asked.
"I'm Esthelle, sir." I said.

"Ok, listen up, Esthelle. My name is Henri. For security reasons it's very important you do exactly what I ask you to do.
Do you understand?" he asked.

I was sure there was no burglar and nodded.

"I'm going to check the rooms downstairs. You stay here and be absolutely quiet." he whispered.

I watched Henri entering the kitchen and found myself all alone in the hallway.

Although I was confident nothing was going on, I thought it was quite exciting. Everything was quite in the house. I didn't have a clue how long I stood in the hallway but

suddenly Henri moved in quickly, rushed towards me, grabbed my arm and pulled me close to his body.

"Sssht, not a whisper, there is an intruder in the house. I heard noises coming from upstairs. It's for the better good if you stay close to me. Remember don't say a word, you might give our
position away and remember, do exactly what I tell you to do. You do it immediately, without asking questions." Henri spoke in a low pitched tone.

"Oh no, a real burglar in the house, oh my, that's terrible. Don't panic. I'm very safe with this
security guard. Everything is going to be fine as long as I do what he tells me do to." I thought.

Henri took me by the arm and together we went up the stairs. He held by real tight to his body and I could feel his muscles through his uniform. my breathing was getting heavier and the tension peaked when I heard a noise coming in the Johnson's bedroom. Henri pushed me against the wall.

"Don't move and be quiet." he whispered. My body was shaking, my breasts moved up and down fast.
Henri brushed his body against mine and seemed to enjoy the look of my breasts in my see through pink nightie.
Henri towered several inches above my head. His body was so close I could feel the bulge in his pants pressing against my stomach.
"What are ... ." I said but I was interrupted when he laid his hand on my mouth.

"ssht, this is probably a viscious gang, ruthless killers, I can't take a chance. It's our lives or theirs." he said very quiet.
At that point my heas started to spin an my legs shaked.

He grabbed his gun and pressed his body even tigher against mine.

"I'm going in." he wisphered in my ear.

He pushes himself from me, throws himself before the door and kicks his foot against the door and rolls in the room.
Immediately as the door was open Pebbles the cat runs out the room making loud catsounds.

The next thing I know is that everything before my eyes turned black and I fainted.

Soon after, I find myself in the hands of Henri carrying me to my room.

"What happened?" I asked.
"you fainted." he replied.
As we enter the room, we pass the mirror and I see the reflection of both of us in the mirror.

When he picked me up the hemline of my nightie must have moved over my hips, showing my folds pressed between
my legs.

Henri laid me on the bed. I had no idea if the hemline of my nightie covered my vagina.

"I"m still feeling dizzy." I said.
"Don' worry, I'm a trained first aid helper. But you have to be quiet, it is still possible there are intruders in the house.
I haven't checked this floor, yet." he whispered.
"Ethelle, is it possible you were here with your boyfriend, you know, it happens a babysitter feeling alone in the house,
calling her boyfriend to have sex. I have seen it before, you know. you can tell me. I wouldn't tell the Johnson's." he said.
"Oh no, sir, I assure you, my boyfriend isn't in the house." I said in a soft voice.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Henri:

"Okay if you're sure then once I'm certain that you're okay after that faint I'll finish checking this floor.
"Now hold still for me while I check your pulse," he says as one of his hands slides under the top of the nighty and cups a breast."

There's a pause and then his hand begins to squeeze it, "That's your heartbeat.
"Shhhh, no talking now as I count the heart beats. It's strong but beating fast," he says as he squeezes the breast a bit faster, a bit harder and his palm slides on the nipple as his hand moves and his fingers move from place to place as he squeezes as he looks at his wristwatch, and his hand out of the corner of his eye.

The bluge she's felt in his pants is larger, harder and more noticible as he "takes her pulse.

After several mintues, "That's odd. I seem to be detecting a change in your heart rate, it seems to be speeding up."

"Let's try the other side and see if it's the same," he says as his hand slides over and onto the other breasts. A pause and the squeezing, sliding on the nipple begins again as he looks at his watch after saying, "Shhhh," when her mouth opens to say something.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Henri:

"Okay if you're sure then once I'm certain that you're okay after that faint I'll finish checking this floor.
"Now hold still for me while I check your pulse," he says as one of his hands slides under the top of the nighty and cups a breast."

There's a pause and then his hand begins to squeeze it, "That's your heartbeat.
"Shhhh, no talking now as I count the heart beats. It's strong but beating fast," he says as he squeezes the breast a bit faster, a bit harder and his palm slides on the nipple as his hand moves and his fingers move from place to place as he squeezes as he looks at his wristwatch, and his hand out of the corner of his eye.

The bluge she's felt in his pants is larger, harder and more noticible as he "takes her pulse.

After several mintues, "That's odd. I seem to be detecting a change in your heart rate, it seems to be speeding up."

"Let's try the other side and see if it's the same," he says as his hand slides over and onto the other breasts. A pause and the squeezing, sliding on the nipple begins again as he looks at his watch after saying, "Shhhh, I'm counting again," when her mouth opens to say something.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Henri:

As he sits beside her on the edge of the bed, "I'll check the rest of this floor as soon as I'm sure that you're okay after that faint."

"Let me check your pulse to be sure there's no problem with your heart beat or heart rate," he says as he slides a hand under the top of the nighty to cup her breast. His palm slides over it's nipple and he begins to squeeze in time to her heart beat.

"Shhh now, I'm counting," Henri says as he squeezes, as his palm slides on her nipple as his fingers change position as they squeeze and knead.

After several minutes of squeezing and checking his watch, and what his hands doing under the nightgown, "That's strange. You're heart beast seems to be speeding up. Let me try the other side to see if I miscounted."

His hand slides over to the other breast and, after a short pause, he begins to squeeze, slide on the nipple, and knead again, "Shhh now, counting again," he says as he looks at his watch, and what his hands doing and where.

The bulge felt earlier is not harder, bigger and, if she looks, much more easily seen.

 

[Stranger34]

Jimmy

Jesus but that was close.

I listen from my vantage point as they come up the stairs, there's a hell of a clatter and a noise, and then stillness. Finally, just one pair f feet continue the climb, and from my position under the bed, I see it's a male pair of shoes, dark blue trousers (uniform?) and the girl's bare legs limp and motionless.
What the hell is going on here??
Did he hit her? Or did she just faint?
I'm mot sure, but I lie still for a few more minutes, and then, when there's no more noise, I creep out from under the bed and towards the stairs. Part of me thinks I should get out now, but on the other hand, the prize being so close, I can't let it slip away. I'm sure I can deal with the security guard if I need to.

I tiptoe up the staurs, silently, and creep towards what I think is the girl's room. I can hear voices - no, wait, I can hear A voice, and it's male. The door is barely ajar, and I step softly over the deep pile carpet, making no sound. Maybe I can still pull this off - if he's engaged with her, I can do what I need to do and get away.

I peer through the crack of the door, and see her lithe body, clad in that delicious pink nightie, all limp and soft. He's sitting with his back to me, examining her, but he has his hand inside her nightie, and seems to be caressing her bare breasts.

Jesus!! My heart catches in my mouth. I don't blame him - I'm sure I'd do exactly the same in his position, the crafty fucker. Again the fire flames in my loins, I realise I want this girl badly, too, and if there's any way I can have her before I make my escape, I'm going to try it. How the hell do i get rid of the guard, that's the problem.

I decide to stay put and watch for a little, see if I can grab an opportunity. Maybe I can just hole up till he goes, and then.........mmmmmmmmmmmm

Holding my breath, I stay at the door, watching as he runs his hands all over her semi-naked, defenceless body.

 

[Frenchgirl]

Esthelle gets naked

IC

I really appreciated Henri's concerns about me. He laid his hand under my nightie, pushing the fabric higher, just under my breasts. Then he cupped my breast to feel my heart beat.
Meanwhile Henri squeezed my tit, rubbed it and slide his hand over my nipple.

Then his hand moved over to my other breast. I always liked it when boys fondled and squeezed my breasts. My nipples turned rock-hard and my breathing went faster. I tried to muffle down my sighing. I was afraid a possible intruder could hear my breathing.

"Henri, I still feel a little bit shaky. Please don't let me alone in this room." I stuttered.

"Well, your heart rate is too fast. Try to calm down, but first let me secure this room."

Henri stood up and turned the light on. With his gun in his hand he went to the shower.

"Oh, my god, perhaps an intruder was hiding behind the shower curtain." I thought.

In my excitement I crawled up the bed,pushing my knees against my stomach. In my excitment I completely forgot my nightie was hardly covering my tush.

In one swift movement Henri pulled the curtain down and pointed his gun towards an empty place in the shower. That was a relief for me.

Then Henri slowly walked to the window. He turned to me and pointed at a circle cut in the glass.

"Oh my god, there was no doubt anymore. One or more people had gained entrance in the house." I said.

"Ssht, you silly girl. I told you to be quiet." Henri whispered.
Henri walked in a casual way to the bed and laid down next to me. He pulled me close to his body and laid his hand on my hips, lifting the cloth a little bit higher.

"It could be somebody is hiding under the bed. I want you to help me to create a diversion." he whispered in my ear.
"Remember you promised me, you would to everything I instructed you. No questions. Go out the bed, pull your nightie
over your head and drop it down on the floor. When your nightie falls on the floor, he will look what is happening on his left side, but I will check the bed on the right side. No go." Henri whispered.

I stepped out the bed and walked a few steps. I grabbed the hemline of my nightie and pulled the cloth over my head
and dropped it on the floor. I had no idea the burglar had a good look on me from the hallway, where he could see everything what
happened in the room.

Henri jumped off the bed with his gun in his hand and checked for an intruder under the bed on the righthand side. My whole body trembled and I tried to cover my breasts with one arm over my chest. With my other hand I tried to cover my vagina. I felt the moistness of my pussy and I pressed my middle finger between my folds. Every morning, i woke up with some wetness between my legs and I'm used to rub my pussy. When I felt the creamy juice between my folds, my middle finger slided in and touched my inner sweetness. Henri stood up.
"No, nothing here." he said.
He looked at me and walked towards me.
"Are you all right, you look a bit scared?" he asked.
Henri looked at my hand covering my pussy.

 

[Alexxx_Angel]

Wonderful

I'm really enjoying this story. Keep it up!

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Henri:

Lifted it to his face and inhaled deeply before tasting the wetness on the figertips and smiling at her.

"Mmmm, as succulent as sweet as a peach.
"When we've finished checking this floor I'll recheck your heart beat again and see if you're as sweet tasting at the source as you are on your fingers lovley one.
"How does that sound to you?" he asks the hand with the flashlight moving around her so it can stroke her bare ass as the one holding his pistol rubs across her breasts and nipples again.

 

[Stranger34]

Jimmy

jesus.........she's beggin' for it.........all wet and soft and lissom, soft bare skin and silky hair, jesus I should be getting on with this job but I can't tear my eyes away.
Now he's stroking her bare ass......god, she's going to submit to him, let him have her, and give him the screw of his life in all probability.
I'm aware that I'm hard and stiff as I look through the door.
Now is the perfect time.........while they're busy, I'll find the safe, crack it open, take out the goods and no-one will be any the wiser. Then maybe I can hide up somewhere till the guard has gone, and pay a little visit to that sweet bare-assed lil girl.......

I tear my eyes away, and pad softly down the landing. The painting in question is a hideous family portrait, in a place of honour facing the stairs. I shudder inwardly, and lift it quietly from the wall. Sure enough, recessed into the painted surface, a slim metal panel faces me. I chuckle as I see the dial.......should be no problem. I take out a small listening device, and begin the job of cracking the code..........

 

[Frenchgirl]

Esthelle

Henri took my hand that covered my vagina, lifted it and sucked at my finger, covered with creamy juices.
He stepped closer touching my ass and breasts.

"Mmmm, as succulent as sweet as a peach.
"When we've finished checking this floor I'll recheck your heart beat again and see if you're as sweet tasting at the source as you are on your fingers lovley one. How does that sound to you?"
Henri asked me.

I was pretty wet and excited and Henri was handsome. I was in no position to deny I was horny. My nipples were rock hard and the inside of my pussy was filled with creamy juices.

I laid my arms around his neck and pressed my naked body real close to his body.

"Oh, henri, please hurry and come back. I'll be waiting here for you. I sit on this bed till you finished your inspection. Come back soon to feel my heartbeat and calm me down." I sighted.

"don't worry, just sit on the bed, open your legs and rub your finger against your pussy. That will help you to calm your down." Henri said.

So I stepped to the bed, opened my legs, and pushed my finger between my folds and rubbed my clit.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Henri:

"Ohhh and why not take off that babydoll nightie so it won't be in our way when I return," he says then watches as she does as asked.

With a wink and smile he steps into the hall and pulls the door to, flashlight and pistol in hand and a very hard cock tenting his pants.

He can't believe it when he spots a figure fiddling with a wall safe where a picture had been. "Freeze asshole or you'll have as many holes a swiss cheese," Henri growls with pistol pointed at the person as he flicks on the flashlight clearly illuminating him or her. It's hard to tell with their back turned and the stocking cap on their head.

 

[mya]

Mrs. Johnson

OOC – I thought I’d jump in and help even the numbers up. If you’d rather I jump out, please say so, and I’ll edit this out. On the other hand, if it works for you, then please take creative license in a way that will help even the numbers out. I’ll play right along.

I’ll play Mrs. Johnson, who has come home early, leaving her jerk of a husband behind at the dinner party they’d been attending that night. Mrs. Lynn Johnson is 30 years old, 5’7” tall, with long brown curly hair, brown eyes, and a curvy figure—being a nursing mom, her breasts are a full C cup.

--

IC – I dabbed at the tears that kept forming in my eyes as I drove home. My husband and I were supposed to be spending the night in the hotel courtesy of my husband’s company. For some reason, John had been insistent that I attend with him—something about the boss of his company expecting a good show of family support. I even had to leave my 10 month old son Thomas with the sitter. I’d expressed milk for a week before so that the sitter could bottle feed him while I spent the night with John. I’d made a special effort to look pretty, dressing in my red dress—the one with the halter that tied behind my neck and left my back bare. It had always been a favourite of John’s. However instead of it turning John on to me, he’d spent most of the night flirting with his secretary.

I knew Estelle would be sleeping as she had not been expecting my return tonight. I parked the car in the garage and silently let myself into the house, being sure to disarm the alarm upon entering. I kicked my heels off at the door, dumped my purse on the counter and silently padded up the stairs to the bedroom I shared with John. “Fuck him,” I muttered under my breath as I wiped, what I determined would be the last of my tears, from my eyes. Tired and lonely, I peeled my pantihose off as I wandered down the hallway. Reaching behind my back, I unzipped the skirt on my dressed, intent only upon getting to my bed after checking on my baby.

“"Freeze asshole or you'll have as many holes a swiss cheese," filled the silence and I squealed with fright and stopped in my tracks.

Thinking only of the safety of my baby, my body trembled as I raised my arms in the air. The halter on my dress gaped revealing the well endowed curves of my breasts. My diamond earrings and necklace glisten under the soft hallway lights. Seeing only the man with the gun at first, I plead only with him. “Don’t hurt me. Please. I’ll do anything you want.”

As he turned slightly, I see a second person behind him. I close my eyes and pray that my baby will stay quiet and be safe. My mind whirls with thoughts, do I stay, do I run? Can I get out of the house to the car before they catch me? Maybe I can get to the neighbors and call 911? As the panic assails me, I stand rooted in fear.

 

[Stranger34]

Jimmy

I stand frozen to the spot, looking at the scene frozen as if in tableau. The security guard with the gun, pointing it unwaveringly at my head. The woman with a deliciously endowed cleavage which I can appreciate even in the tension of the moment, staring at me in horror. the open door and the chink of light behind which the stunning girl with the babydoll nightie waits, awaiting the guard's return.
I decide to take action.
At the sight of the woman, the guard drops his gun a little in surprise, and I take my chance. I dive towards the woman, rolling over on the floor. The guard shouts and at the same instant his gun explodes, sending a bullet whistling into the wall behind me. In the same motion I leap up, manoevering myself behind the woman and her baby, using her as a shield.
"If you take another step forward I stick this knife into her back!" I shout at the guard, despite the fact that I don't actually have one. To the woman I whisper, "Stay still, do as I say,, and I promise you won't get hurt."
I've given up on the jewels now - my only thought is to get out, but despite all this the softness of this woman's curvaceous body as I press against it is arousing me, and despite myself I begin to wonder if I could take advantage of the situation.
The guard isn't sure what to do now, I can see that. His hott little babysitter is waiting for him, all soft and warm and tempting, and I know he has unfinished business.

I decide to use reason.

"OK," I say to him, "I'll make a deal with you. You get the girl, I get the woman. When we're finished, you leave, I leave, I never come back. You have my word."

Upon hearing this, I can feel the woman begin to tremble.
"If you do EXACTLY as I say," I remind her, then you and the baby will be unharmed. Do you understand?"

I turn back to the guard to await his reply........

 

[Frenchgirl]

Estelle

OOC: welcome aboard Mya, enjoy the ride

IC
When Henri left the room everything went quiet. The silence wasn't broken for a long time untill.......

Somebody shouted: "Freeze asshole or you'll have as many holes as a swiss cheese." Immediately after the shouting, I heard a woman squeal.

I rose up, one hand covering my bare breasts, my other hand covering my mouth. I wanted to yell, but knew I better kept quiet. I managed not to squeal. I slowly moved out my room and entered the hallway. Somehow I recognized the tone of Mrs. Johnson's voice . I figured out she came home early and now she may have stumbled onto Herni or on a burglar. I first wanted to safekeep the baby. Just when I entered the baby's room, I heard a shot. I stumbled in the room and crawled naked, on my knees and hands to the baby's bed.

"Damn, he's gone. Everything was allright, he was asleep, I didn't hear him screaming on the babyphone and now he was gone." I thought. I have to go down. I descended the stairway, crawling on my hands and knees, when I saw the shadow of three persons in the living room.

Then I heard a voice:"OK, I'll make a deal with you. You get the girl, I get the woman. When we're finished, you leave, I leave, I never come back. You have my word. If you do EXACTLY as I say. Do you understand?"

Henri lighted the living room and spotted me on the stairs. I could see now that the burglar had taken Mrs. Johnson as a hostage, Henri stood a little further in the room. This was the worst case scenario ever.
Before I could do something Herni said to me:"Come here, Esthelle, you heard the man, He wants me to fuck you. Come here, don't just stand there. Do as I tell you, come down, sit down on that table and open your legs." Henri ordered me.

"Come on, hurry up. It's a matter of life and death." He shouted.

I hurried down while Henri undid his trousers.
"Move on" he encouraged me.

Henri's big cock wobbled in front of him.

"What do you want me to do, sit down on a table or lay down on a carpet." I stammered.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Henri:

"Well I'd love to put a bullet between his eyes, but since that's not a choice Estelle and since I have to fuck you or she or the baby may get badly hurt why don't I sit down and you can straddle me.
"That way at least I can keep an eye on him to make sure he doesn't hurt them or you and get away with it."

"And you pal. In the room only. Is that clear to you?
"Try and leave and we'll see just how good a shot I am 'cause I wouldn't trust you with their safety out of my sight any more than I can pick up and throw this house.
"Why don't you let the lady lay the baby down on that little sofa or loveseat thing so it's not dropped or accidently hurt," Henri says as his eyes roam over the woman's, who's not that much older than he is, lacy looking bra and as much of her big boobs and nipples as the sagging dress shows with a speculative look.

Henri stands at the large coffee table's end and looks from the approaching Estelle to the nearly half naked woman then the ski masked burglar and is enjoying the view of two of the three.

Estelles tits move and sway with each step she takes and their pink nipples are hard either from the chill of the air conditioning or fear and her hips sway side to side sexily as she approaches Henri.

"Ummm, I'm sorry about this Estelle. I wish I'd caught him a few minutes earlier, before she got home. Then you and the baby would have been okay and he'd be cuffed and waiting for the cops."

"Ma'am, sorry, but I can't take a chance on him harming either the baby or you.
"I'll keep you both in here and try to protect you that way, but I guess you'd better do as he says to be sure that neither of you are hurt," Henri says to her as he looks from her chest to her face something many women, but not all, don't like but are used too, especially when as much is showing as she has on display.

When Estelle reaches him Henri says quietly, "I guess you'd better undress me Estelle.
"I'm not putting down the pistol and it'd be damned hard for me to do one handed."

"Sorry Estelle," he whispers to her, "this isn't at all what I'd planned on."

OCC: Hi mya. *BG

 

[mya]

Mrs. Lynn Johnson

OOC - Thanks for the welcome everyone!

IC - Mrs. Lynn Johnson

I watch in horror as the scene unfolds before me. The cat burglar’s quick movement caught everyone off guard, and as he held me pressed against him, I trembled in fear. Thank God Thomas slept still. The man’s hot breath fanned my ear as he spoke as if to a child, "If you do EXACTLY as I say, then you and the baby will be unharmed. Do you understand?"

I merely nod my head in agreement and whisper a soft, “Yessss.” Thomas’s little mouth begins to root at my breast causing the dress to dangerously expose one nipple. I softly rock him in my arms to quiet him.

I look up at the other man, finally comprehending that he is from our alarm company. His eyes are roaming my body and a different kind of shiver runs down my spine.

I admonish myself silently to get a grip on myself. It’s crazy that I’m getting turned-on by these events at all. Perhaps I feel better because the man at my back has no gun and sounds truthful about not hurting us. I guess having a security guard on hand, who appears to be well able to take care of himself, is helping me to feel a bit safer too.

Just then a naked Estelle comes into the room and again I’m horrified to see that she’s already obviously been “assaulted”--afterall why else would she be naked? Just then I notice the security guard enjoying the sights of her naked lush young body, and her nipples are rock hard too. And the Security Guard is wearing a tent in his pants. Another wave of warmth fills my body.

As the security guard’s gaze turns and again rakes my body as he assesses the situation. The fact that his gaze lingers on my naked nipple before looking into my eyes is not lost on me. I can see his own pent-up sexual heat burning there. A blush creeps up my neck making my cheeks burn bright red. He calmly suggests I put Thomas down. I nod my head in agreement.

I turn my head over my shoulder to speak to my captor in black. “I’m just gonna put the baby in his bassinet over there by the couch. Then I’ll do everything you say OK? Just don’t hurt me, my baby or Estelle. We’ll do everything you say…isn’t that right Estelle?”

Glancing back at Estelle, I see her gracefully slipping her naked thigh over the guard’s lap as she nods her head in agreement.

“See,” I say to the man holding me, “we’ll be good.” I tentatively move to the bassinet and the man follows, maintaining a tight hold on me. As I bend to place the baby in his bed, the man’s hand slides up my tummy, stopping just under my breast. “Ohhhh,” I cry softly, startled that the touch of his knuckles on my breast sent a jolt of heat straight to my pussy.

I stand again, my body between the man and the guard. The guard maintains his grip on the gun although his gaze is now firmly focused on Estelle and her nubile body as she slowly straddles his lap. Softly I ask the man whose back is pressed to mine and whose crotch is nestled against my ass, “OK, I’ll do whatever you want now. Just tell me what to do.”

Having spent the better part of my adult years being a trophy wife, and being the perfect hostess for my husband’s copious business parties, out of habit I offer, “I’m Lynn…what’s your name?” I roll my eyes as I realize how stupid that sounded. I have a feeling the burglar and the security guard are both probably laughing at me now. I tug the fabric from my halter back over my breasts as I try to compose both my mind and body.

 

[Stranger34]

Jimmy

OK, I'll do whatever you want now. Just tell me what to do.............

For a moment I feel almost dizzy. Somehow the buglary, the jewels, the security guard, the danger, all melt away, leaving only the feeling of this woman's soft body, delicious perfume, and the sensation of what feels like a delicious bottom moving ever-so-slightly back against my cock.
Maybe it's just a coincidence, I can't believe that she'd really be doing it deliberately, not when she and her baby are in danger, but she just exposed my Achilles heel, the thing that makes me go weak at the knees like a woman. The feel of a soft, luscious bottom rubbing back againt my cock, clothed or naked, makes me as weak as a baby. Lust firebombs inside my stomach, and it's all I can do to stop myself from kissing her neck and dropping my guard.
I take a grip on myself. .......what's your name? I hear her voice asking this as though from a long way away.

"Never mind my name," I answer roughly. "I said you won't get hurt, not if you do what I ask."
I can feel she's relaxed a little now, her baby is out of danger, but I'm as tense as all hell. I won't relax until the guard has gone inside with that little cutie, my problem is that I can't move very well at all, and I feel vulnerable. The feel of her ass rubbing against my cock has made it stand out stiff and proud, and it's damn hard to move fluidly when you're in that state.
Also, I keep thinking of how her ass would feel rubbing against my cock if both were unclothed, and again the thought makes me go weak. I have to concentrate on the jewels, or I'm lost.
I whisper into her ear.
"When that guard goes inside, you are going to tell me the combination of the safe. I will take nothing else. I will leave you unharmed, and the guard gets what he came for too. Is that clear?"

 

[Frenchgirl]

Esthelle

IC
“I’m just gonna put the baby in his bassinet over there by the couch. Then I’ll do everything you say OK? Just don’t hurt me, my baby or Estelle. We’ll do everything you say…isn’t that right Estelle?” Mrs. Johnson said.

"Mmmh, oh yes. We'll do everything you say." I replied.

When I reached Henri I hear him speak quietly, "I guess you'd better undress me Estelle. I'm not putting down the pistol and it'd be damned hard for me to do one handed."

"Ok, no problem, this whole thing makes so wet, I really wouldn't mind having sex with you. As a matter of fact, I guess I want you to take me. this whole thing makes me feel so naughty." I whispered.

I turned my naked body toward the guard and I start to unbutton Henri's shirt. My hands shiver when I pull off his shirt and my breasts bump onto his naked chest.

"Pull down my trousers." he whispered.

I was a little ashamed, standing naked in front of Mrs. Johnson, undressing a strange man. When I pulled down his trousers, I bend over, realizing I exposed my folds to both Mrs. Johnson and the burglar.

I sat down on my knees and stripped down Henri's boxer shorts. His big cock wobbled in front of my eyes. Henri was now completely naked.

My hand reached out to his hard cock. I took his cock between my thumb and finger as I used to do with my boyfriends. Slowly I started to jerk his cock.

"What do I have to do now?" I asked.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Henri:

"Why not stand up here with me Estelle until we're not the only naked people in the room," Henri says looking pointedly at the burglar in the ski mask.

When Estelle stands up Henri moves her along side of him, on the side away from the pistol in his hand, and pulls her against his body. His arm goes protectively around her and his hand rests on the silky skin of her bottom. In a few moments that hand is stroking and caressing as they watching the burglar and Mrs. Johnson.

 

[mya]

Mrs. Lynn Johnson

My eyes are glued to Estelle’s ass as she works the guard’s clothing off. I can tell from her glistening twat that she’s very much enjoying this. I roll my eyeballs—it’s obvious she has a young woman’s fantasy of being taken by force. I myself had outgrown those fairy tale fantasies within a year of marrying John. John didn’t like to put much imagination into our love making, especially since Thomas had been born. It was like I didn’t exist.

The big cock continued to slithering over my ass and it drew me back to the here-and-now. No matter what, I didn’t want to play out the “being taken by force fantasy”, I was way beyond those adolescent dreams. . And there was absolutely no way I’d be truthful to myself. I’d never admit that this man’s attentions were in any way pleasurable. Instead I reached up to fasten the halter tighter behind my neck—deciding it would be better to stay completely dressed, if at all possible.

He whispered in my ear, “…you are going to tell me the combination of the safe. I will take nothing else. I will leave you unharmed, and the guard gets what he came for too. Is that clear?"

So despite the fact he was still taking pleasure in rubbing against my ass, he still seemed intent on just burglary. My spirits lifted—I just might get away from this without having to “give” myself to this man after all.

“The safe combination?” My spirits sunk then as John had never seen fit to share it with me. “Please, I don’t know it. You must believe me. My husband never wanted to worry my “pretty-little-head” with any of the “important” information. Can’t you just break into it some how? My husband John has plenty of tools in the garage that might help.”

My mind began to race forward. If I could get him in the garage, perhaps I could knock him over the head with a hammer and then I could call the police and both Estelle and I would not have to be violated. I looked over at her again, bent over and seemingly enjoying her task as she played with his penis. I quirked an eyebrow. Estelle didn’t appear to mind being violated in the least. But that couldn’t be right. Could it?

Just then the cocky security guard again ran his lazy gaze over my body. I shivered as I felt his eyes undressing me. If that wasn’t enough, he opened his big mouth to offer his own advice to my captor, “"Why not stand up here with me Estelle until we're not the only naked people in the room."

I gasped softly as my eyes glared at him. He had to feel the daggers my eyes were sending his way. He was potentially screwing up my own plan to secure the freedom for us all!

With renewed vigour, I then rubbed my ass harder against the burglar’s cock, hoping to distract him from the guard’s words. Although I realized the guard still had the gun and ultimately the most potential power over the situation. Determined to take that control myself, with the means I had at hand—namely that of my body, I purred softly over my shoulder, “You don’t want to get naked do you Tiger? You just want the goods in the safe…isn’t that right? I can help you with that.”

I shot a smug and insolent grin across the room to the guard, clearly sending a silent message that challenged the guard’s judgment and one that sought to undermine his control. I was certain that my method of gaining control of the situation and the burglar would meet with much better success than those that the security guard was employing. Screw him if he didn’t like them.

I turned to face the man who held me in his arms. My hands lighted on his chest. Softly I stroked him with my fingers as my eyes looked up into his. “About my garage…would you like a tour Tiger? Maybe you'd even like to examine and play with some of my tools? I'm sure you will find something in there to use to reveal my husband's treasures and then steal them right from under his nose. Hell, the stupid jerk probably wouldn't even notice!” My finger tips punctuated my invitation by purposely flicking across his nipples through his tight shirt. I felt the guard’s eyes burning my ass—I was pretty sure from the look in his eyes that I’d probably royally ticked him off.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Henri:

Just loud enough to be heard across the room as he keeps stroking Estelle's tight heart shaped ass, "Estelle, it looks like Mrs. Johnson's coming on to the burglar. Look how she's playing with his nipples as her ass is wiggling side to side.
"I wonder if he's man enough to do something about her come on."

 

[mya]

Mrs. Lynn Johnson

Anger burned through me at the Guard's new taunts. Instead I slid my hand down the burglar's arm to let my fingers capture his as I twirled out of his arms again.

Out of sight of the burglar, I lifted my middle finger to the guard to send him a silent message as I tried to drag the huge hunk of a burglar with me to the garage. There was no way I'd drag him along if he didn't wish to follow on his own.

As I reached the end of his arm, I was stopped dead in my tracks by the burglar's own unmoving form. I looked back and caught his eyes traveling back and forth between the other couple and myself. I noticed the guard's gun still in his hand. Would the burglar follow me, or do as the guard wanted?