The Babysitter

Curious1979

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OOC: Evangeline - 5'5'', 145 lbs., shoulder-length curly auburn hair, brown eyes, full pink lips, rosy cheeks, long shapely legs, tight ass, 38DDD breasts.

The basic story is that I'm the college-age live-in babysitter of a couple. It can be a "straight" me and the husband game or it can be more of me and the wife or if we're feeling frisky, it can me and both of them. BUT, to avoid confusion, once the two characters have entered the game, that's it. No more. Unless it's someone there to watch.

IC: *sits down on the couch, crossing my legs under me and pulling my political science book from my backpack. A third-year college student, I'm trying to balance work as a live-in nanny and school. Tammy, the little girl I'm in charge of, is fast asleep. But just in case, the baby monitor is next to me. I make sure it's on and get back to my studying, the sounds of a new CD I just got floating through the room from the stereo in the corner.*
 
Doug and Christie Thomlinson:

(OOC: Thanks for accepting me into your story Curious and now that I've found a wife it's time to begin.)

Doug and Christie had gone out for the night leaving live in studen au pair Evangeline with their year and a half old daugher Madeline, Maddy for short.

It was now about 10PM and they arrived home having enjoyed a great meal and several drinks and a bottle of wine with it. Knowing that would be the case they'd taken a taxi to avoid a DUI, something that Doug never intended to get since he almost got one in college ten years ago.

The taxi dropped them off and as they began to climb the steps toward the front door Doug had his arm around Christie hand on her hip holding her against his side.

He reached across his body and his hand cupped her closest breast and squeezed it in it's lacy C+ bra as he asked, "Horny baby? Ready for some hot and sweaty, some kinky and nasty sex in a little while," as he comicly leered down at her from his seven inch height advantage.
 
Doug and Christie Thomlinson:

Christie giggled as Doug leered down at her; she knew he was staring down her cleavage but she didn't care. After all, she'd bought this blouse precisely for its daring neckline: to give him something to get a charge out of. She playfully swatted away his hand from groping her breast.

"Come on, Doug… do you realize how loud you said that? You practically whispered it! How are we supposed to get the neighbors jealous when you insist on mumbling all the dirty talk?" She winked at him and swatted him on the ass. "Now open that damn door 'fore I tip over into the rose bushes." She watched as he fumbled for his keys, his concentration fierce as he tried to sort out which one was the right one for the door.

"Hurry it up! I can feel myself getting more sober by the second!" she urged him on, tugging at his shoulder. As she did, she stumbled and fell against her husband, her tits pressing into his back as she grabbed onto his arm for support. She giggled again. "Oopshie! Maybe I'm not quite as shober as I thought!"
 
Doug:

"Mmmmm baby," he says, "keep grinding your tits on me like that and I may never get the door open so I can fuck you like the mink in heat I know you are.

Chuckling at her reaction he finally unlocks and opens the door and stands aside to let Chrissie enter first. As she passes him he grabs a handful of her her pert, firm and round ass and gives it a good hard squeeze as he says in a loud whisper, "Gonna fuck you here to baby. Long, deeply and hard."

Then he follows her inside, closes the door and calls out, "It's us Evangeline.
"Stay where you are. We'll be in there shortly and join you."

His arm slides around Chrissie and he leads her into his study where the bar's located.
 
*hears the door open and grins, listening as the Thomlinson's come in.*

"It's us Evangeline. Stay where you are. We'll be in there shortly and join you."

*sits up and stretches, arching my back and rolling my neck, getting some of the kinks out. I close my book and slide it into my backpack, getting up to turn off the music and put the backpack on the hook in the foyer*
 
Christie

Christie leaned heavily against Doug as they stumbled through the dark hallway into the study. "Gonna fuck me in the ass, are ya?" she grinned back to him, not quite as quietly as he had said to her. "Is that all you have planned for me tonight? I thought you said you had something big scheduled for us…" She glanced down at his crotch, then gave it a quick and loving squeeze. "Something big aside from this, that is."

She released him and half sat, half collapsed into the big overstuffed chair by the window, watching Doug as he walked behind the bar and started rooting behind it for some glasses. She kicks off her shoes and curls her toes against the carpet, glad to be home, yet not nearly ready to call it a night. Because she had something big planned for him as well…
 
Doug:

"Did I say an ass reaming was allll I had in mind for you my sexy little slut wife," he asks chuckling.

He stands and puts the glasses with ice in them on the bar and starts to mix their drinks as he looks over at her and continues, "In fact show me just what a sexy little slut you can be for me.
"Slide off your panties and show me your nice smooth pussy as you play with it baby." His voice a unconsciously a bit louder.
 
*blushes as I hear what they say to each other, standing near the doorway, listening intently to their banter, feeling a little hot and my nipples harden as they talk*
 
Christie

"My, my, my! All this dirty talk… I might just have to do something about it!"

Christie turns the chair slightly so it's facing directly at Doug, then sits back down in it, draping her long curly brown hair over the back of the chair and her shoulders. Her eyes remaining fixed on Doug the whole time, she undid the front buttons of her blouse, allowing the red silk fabric to fall open and expose much more of her sheer lacy white bra. Despite the heat of the room, her nipples stood hard and resolute against the flimsy fabric. Yet it wasn't to them that her hands descended.

She slid down in the chair, slowly and deliberately. As she did, the fabric of her mid-length skirt caught on the chair's cushion and rode up her legs, past her thighs until it had bunched up around her waist, revealing the fact that she'd spent the whole night, dinner, bar, taxi ride and all, without any panties.

As her bare ass landed sofly on the carpet, she angled her crotch upward, aiming it as best she could at Doug's face. Her crotch was silky and bald, the skin around her cunt smooth and creamy. She sighed as she slid her hand up over her hip and dipped down to her moistening lips, a single finger rubbing at the tip of her labial cleft, gently, almost in mockery of the furious activity she knew was building within her.
 
Doug:

He watched her spellbound until she made was on the floor teasing her slit then, "Yeah baby just like that and what a slut you are and a sneaky one at that.

"Out all night pantiless and you didn't even let me know so I could have enjoyed it," he chuckles.

"You have another hand. Use it on those big hard nipples and your tits baby."

"Make it really hot and I'll let you crawl over here and show me how well you can suck my cock Christie my lovely slut," Doug says with a very lewd wink and big smile as he walks around the bar and perches on a stool facing and watching her intently a big bulge clearly evident in his pants.
 
Christie:

Christie made a soft, deep moan of anticipation at her husband's words. As her left hand continued to rub at her slit, softly sawing between her slowly flushing vaginal lips, she reached up with her other hand and began to rub her tits. She could feel her hard nipples through her lacy bra, and slid her hand under the fabric to give one a twist. Her breath caught in her throat and her splayed legs began to writhe as she continued to masturbate. Her bra quickly began to annoy her, so she took her right cup in hand and pulled it down, exposing her breast. She immediately began twisting and tweaking her nipple, taking it between her fingers and pulling, hard enough to make her grunt. She then cupped her tit in her hand, lifted it, and licked at the tender nipple for a moment before tossing her head and looking back up to Doug.

"Well? Am I supposed to sit here all night? How am I supposed to get that drink you promised me if your pants are still on?"
 
Doug:

His voice adopted a stern tone as he said to Christie, "You know better my delicious slut.
"You haven't bared your other tit and played with it yet."

He stands and over the sound of Christie's ragged breathing can be heard the sound of a zipper being slowly pulled down, for Doug knows how teasing her drives Christie wild.

Down and down with the slow ziiiiiippppppp until it's all of the way down. Then he reaches inside as he watches her staring and hungrily licking her soft lips as he fishes out his hard cock and chuckles, "Seems my slutty and lovely wife's not the only one without underwear on doesn't it Christie.
"Now do what you know you have to do to earn this and the drink on the bar.
"If you want it that is. Do you Christie?
"Do you want that drink? Should I dip my cock into it so you can have your drink as you suck and lick me to get it?"
 
Christie

"You know better my delicious slut. You haven't bared your other tit and played with it yet."

Christie loved it when Doug got this way...stern, domineering, in command. She also knew he loved it when she took the submissive role, maybe even with some fear in her eyes. It was always tough for her to avoid smiling, she enjoyed the game so much, but she'd had a lot of practice. Yet every once in a while, she liked to reverse the roles, to be the one in charge. She often didn't manage to talk him into submitting to her, but those times she did she remembered forever.

She licks her lips in anticipation as he pulls his rock-hard cock into view. Never taking her eyes off the prize, she reaches up with her other hand, leaving her pussy moist but untended as she takes her blouse in her hands and pulls it off over her head. Her long brown hair cascades down over her chest, over her tits as she reaches behind her back to unclasp her bra and shrug it off as well. Both tits now free, she clutches them in her hands, massaging them in slow circles, lifting first her left and then her right tit in succession to her mouth for a tender kiss, a playful lick, a hungry nibble. As she does, she slowly approaches him on her knees, her skirt sliding back down over her legs as she moves.

"You know I want it, babe. I fucking need it. Even if I have to lick it from you one drop at a time!" Her breath comes in heaving gasps now. All this time, her eyes have remained fixated on his meat: his delicious, wonderful cock.

"And maybe, maybe, once I'm done, I might just have something for you as well!"
 
Doug:

He watches his topless wife crawling on her knees toward what she wants so badly after she's briefly played with her tits before starting her knee walking journey.

"Stop my darling slut. I can't see your hairless pussy anymore," he says. "Lift your skirt and tuck it into the waistband and crawl with your legs apart so I can see it and see how wet you are for me.
"Then you can continue coming to me," he says as he lifts the glass with her drink in it and dips the head of his cock into it then lets it come out again so the wetness drips back into the glass as she watches.
 
Christie

She licks her lips again as he dips the head of his cock into the wine, then nods her own head in agreement. She reaches down, takes hold of the hem of her skirt, and rolls it up over her thighs. As it reaches the top, revealing her pussy once more, she tucks it into the waistband and runs her index finger between her cunt lips. It comes up glistening and wet, and she displays it to Doug with a smirk.

"Maybe I'll just stay here and have this to drink instead?" She feeds her moistened finger into her mouth, sucking her own juice from it noisily while she idly rubs at her left nipple with her other hand. Her eyes flit back to settle on Doug's cock... it does look awfully tasty...
 
Doug:

He once again dips his cock head into her drink and lets it come out again before his hand tightens around it hard enough that the veins in his forearm stand out and it swells as the head darkens markedly and also swells much bigger than it was before as he says, "If that's your preference Christie.
"If you'd rather lick your cunt juice off your finger instead of licking your drink off this," and it dips the much fatter head into the glass once again and lets it drip back into the glass," as he watches her with "that look" in his eyes, on his face.
 
Christie

She watches as he continues to play with her drink, the tip of her finger resting on her tongue for a moment before she lowers her hands. Spreading her legs but remaining on her knees, she resumes her stumbling journey over the carpet to her husband, taking pains to make sure he can see her glistening crotch every "step" of the way. Before long, she's kneeling before him. She lowers her arms, letting her hands dangle in front of her, leans forward and tilts back her head.

"Please, babe. I'm so thirsty! I'm too weak even to lift a hand to take it from you. Have pity on me!"

With that, she opens her mouth and extends her tongue out over her full lower lip, and waits expectantly.
 
Doug:

He laughs quietly as he looks down at Chistie's still firm tits and big hard nipples as she tells him how weak she is and says to her as he dips his prick once more into her drink and holds it there, "Weak my butt Christie. You're so weak if I shoved this into your dripping snatch you'd fuck me like a cock hungry nympo slut and we both know it."

However, he lifts his cock out, moves the glass and let it drip onto her extended tongue as he waits for her to raise up the bit needed so she can lick and suck it dry and he can dip it in again.

As he watches her Doug sets down her drink, picks his up and enjoys a bit of it. Then it's set down and he picks Christie's up again just as she...
 
Christie

As he watches her Doug sets down her drink, picks his up and enjoys a bit of it. Then it's set down and he picks Christie's up again just as she...

…gets a wicked glimmer in her eye an instant before she lunges up at him. Doug was half expecting something like this, but the suddenness of her lunge still catches him off guard and he starts, knocking over her wine glass just as he was about to pick it up. The glass doesn't break, but the red wine within sloshes out over Christie, spattering her neck and tits with a fine spray of ruby droplets.

An instant later, his cock is in her mouth, its wine-slick head jammed into the hollow of her right cheek as her tongue creeps up hungrily along the left of the shaft. One of her hands grabs onto his shirt at the side of his chest, while the other takes hold of his dick and begins pumping at it furiously.
 
Doug:

He's startled when Christe rather than just straightening up lunges up to engulf his cock with her mouth and he sees its head pushing out and bulging her cheek in a clear profile.

However he doesn't care about the spilled wine, it won't hurt the sealed parquet floor. What he does care about his her small hand jacking him off. She knows that's a no-no unless he specificly asks her to do so and she also knows doing it will mean an old fasshioned over the knees bare assed spanking just as if she was a bad little girl, one of the many games they've played together.

He's completely forgotten about Evangeline, she's only been here a week afterall and drink and lust have wiped her from his mind right now.

His feet hit the floor as he stands up towering over Christie as his graps her stroking hand and pulls it off his cock then uses it to lead her, still on her knees, to a divan where he sits down.

"You have two choices bad Christie, over my lap on your own or to be pulled over it and recieve more spanks on your bare ass if I have to do it.
"Which will it be you bad little slut," he asks as he looks down at her and her heaving tits with the even harder nipples and inhales to smell the scent of her arousal.
 
Bad Christie

Christie's heart races. Her lunge had had the exact effect on Doug as she had hoped. Sweat beaded on her tits, mingling with the wine spatterd over them as she cocked her head and looked at him as innocently as she could.

"Well, babe, as you so ably pointed out, I am your cock-hungry nympho slut. Cock-hungry enough that I do believe I'm not in my right mind. Can you blame me?"

As she speaks, she slowly begins inching to the side, getting ready to line up for another cockward lunge when he least expects it.
 
Bad Christie

oops. Double post. Naughty Christie!
 
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Doug:

(Your last post was duplicated. Need to delete one of 'em. Glad I'm not the only one who does that. *L)

"That's true my darling slut, and that's why I'm not upset about the spilled wine.
However, what I am upset about is your trying to masterbate me when my cock was in your cocksucking mouth. Something you know isn't allowed.
"When I'm in your mouth you use your mouth and tongue on me and not your hand to help make me cum faster and shorten my pleasure.
"That's why you'll be spanked like a bad little slut, not for lunging for the cock you need so badyly."

As he's been speaking Doug's been watching her and when Christie makes another lunge to get his cock into her mouth he uses her momentum to pull her over his lap then closes his muscular thighs trapping her lush breasts between them.

His hand releases her wrist and presses down on her back to help his thighs squeezing her tits to hold her in place as his other hand pulls up her skirt in back and tucks in it there too so her ass is now fully bared as well as her pussy.

"I'll begin spanking you now Christie and until you're on your feet, ass high none of them count against the number I have in mind to give you for trying to jack me off instead of sucking and face fucking me like you should have done."

*Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!* The spanking begins hard enough, as his hand alternates ass cheeks to sting and burn but not to really hurt her.

The sounds fill the room around them and drift, as has what's been said, into the hall.
 
Punished Christie

Christie moans in wicked delight as Doug traps her by the tits between his legs. As he begins to administer the spankings, she can feel his cock rubbing against her right breast, each stinging stroke against her ass causing her tit to thrust against him most deliciously. After about a half dozen slaps, she manages to get her feet under her and plants them, wide apart, and raises her ass high to meet her husband's hand.

Like Doug, Christie's completely forgotten about their live in babysitter by now, and her voice takes on a guttural, husky edge as she begins to cry out with each spanking.

"OOOH! OOOOH SHIT! HARDER! FOR FUCK'S SAKE, I CAN BARELY FEEL YOU! HARDER!"
 
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Doug:

He continues to spank her round and firm ass. The taut skin reddening as she's slowly beginning to be spanked harder and now and then one lands on the wet pussy between her lewdly spread legs with a juice splattering *Splat!* that pulls a squeal from her and gets her ass moving more frantically from side to side and back and forth each time it happens.

"You mean like this slut," he asks as his hand descends and lands on her red ass with a loud *SMACK!* then the other cheek with an equally as loud *SMACK!* and then he presses and rubs her slick pussy good and hard before his now much wetter hand rises once again.
 
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