Babysitters Erotica Collection: Over 100,000 Words of 20 Hot Sex Stories (8 page)

Carrie decided to take revenge by spreading Laarni’s legs wide open as well and plunging her tongue even deeper inside Laarni’s pussy. Carrie inserted one—no, two fingers inside Laarni’s cunt as well, making Laarni pause on whatever it was doing on Carrie’s pussy. Carrie kept on doing her thing: she made her tongue swivel and explore every inch possible of Laarni’s deepest secret, all the while making her fingers thrust in and out of the same hole. It took only a moment before Laarni began to secrete her exotic fluids and Carrie’s face was smeared with Laarni’s come.

Laarni, on the other hand, kept on sucking Carrie’s clit. She decided to make Carrie pay by placing
three
of her fingers inside Carrie’s cunt. By then Carrie was so wet that Laarni’s fingers slid in smoothly and easily. Carrie bucked her hips, sending Laarni’s tongue even deeper inside Carrie, something that Laarni didn’t mind. Suddenly another idea came to mind. She removed her fingers, now dripping wet with Carrie’s fluids, from Carrie’s cunt. Without warning, she slid them inside Carrie’s ass.

The movement took Carrie by surprise. She had never been fucked in the ass before, and the sensation was new to her. Laarni knew Carrie had never been done in the ass until that very moment, but instead of making nice and asking her if she was okay, Laarni went on and plunged her three fingers deep inside Carrie’s ass. Carrie, her tongue still inside Laarni’s cunt, grimaced in pain, but it wasn’t for very long. After the initial attack of pain came a different kind of pleasure that Carrie enjoyed. Laarni kept thrusting in and out of Carrie’s ass, and Carrie kept thrusting her tongue and fingers in and out of Laarni’s cunt.

Carrie decided to do the same to Laarni. She spread Laarni’s butt cheeks apart. Laarni, sensing what Carrie was about to do, simply let her. Carrie sensed Laarni’s willingness, and she got excited. She spread Laarni’s cheeks as far as possible. When it was spread far enough, Carrie removed her tongue from Laarni’s cunt and inserted it inside Laarni’s asshole instead.

Laarni was so surprised, she forgot to breathe for a moment. The surprise wasn’t for long, though, because desire and arousal suddenly made their entrance. Laarni shut her eyes and began to moan like mad. She had been fucked in the ass several times now. It was one of her favorites. However, until at that moment, she had never been fucked in the ass by a
girl
. It was a prospect that excited her terribly. She pumped her hips in time for Carrie’s tongue, creating a sort of rhythm that made Laarni squeeze her eyes shut again.

“Carrie, you’re a monster,” Laarni managed to get out. In her sudden surge of pleasure, she had forgotten what she had intended to do with Carrie down there. Instead, she lay her head on Carrie’s mound, although her fingers were still inside Carrie’s asshole.

Carrie kept on doing what she was doing. She varied her motions too; she was thrusting in and out with sudden speed one moment, then slow and steady the next. Laarni could never guess what Carrie was up to, but she liked it that way. Laarni kept pumping her hips, Carrie kept doing Laarni in the ass with her tongue, and a rhythm between the two girls was built.

Laarni arched her back. “I’m coming,” she announced.

Carrie didn’t answer. She was too absorbed with her fingers in Laarni’s pussy and her tongue in Laarni’s ass to answer. Carrie simply spread her legs even wider. Laarni got the hint and began to eat Carrie’s cunt with a newfound zeal and passion. She started to move her fingers inside Carrie’s ass and was pleased when Carrie humped her hips in response.

The girls kept pleasuring each other for a couple more minutes until Carrie began to thrash around the couch wildly. The pleasure was too much and too intense. Being pleasured by Laarni
and
pleasuring Laarni did something to Carrie that she never thought possible. Carrie felt like she was about to explode from the sheer pleasure that was radiating from her every pore. Without knowing it, she had wrapped her legs around Laarni’s neck, pushing Laarni even deeper inside her.

The sudden wetness that enveloped Carrie’s face let her know that Laarni had come. It seemed like the fluids would never cease to flow. They kept spurting and flowing out one wave after another. Carrie removed her tongue from Laarni’s ass and fastened her mouth over Laarni’s cunt, absorbing and drinking in Laarni’s fresh fluids. The movement made Laarni come even more, and Carrie got lost in the fresh surge of desire coming from Laarni.

A split second later, Carrie came herself. Laarni did the same by burying her face in Carrie’s cunt. Her face was drenched in Carrie’s fluids, but Laarni didn’t mind. She kept eating Carrie up, in turn making Carrie come some more until Carrie could no longer take it. She gave a small shriek of pleasure. Her hips moved up and down, and in one moment of deep arousal, her body secreted the juices of pleasure. Laarni lapped these up as well, making Carrie come one more time before collapsing into a weak and shuddering heap at the couch.

Laarni lost her strength too, and she collapsed on top of Carrie as well, with her face still on Carrie’s cunt and her cunt directly above Carrie’s face. Both girls were breathless. Their hearts were racing furiously, and both girls were trying to catch their breath. Carrie shut her eyes. Unknowingly Laarni did the same. They lay like that for several more minutes, until Laarni sat up and got off the couch.

Carrie jerked awake. With a gasp, she sat upright too. Laarni was now sitting beside her, smiling at her playfully. Carrie seemed to be transported back to her old self, the self which had not been kissed and fucked by a girl, the self which was an integral part of her until an hour ago. Carrie blushed furiously. This made Laarni laugh, and she reached out and gave Carrie’s breast a playful tweak. Carrie started, and she felt another slice of lust and pleasure in between her legs.

“You’re not so bad yourself,” Laarni said, grinning like a Cheshire cat. “You know what? I think I’ll like having you over here.”

Carrie grinned back. Amazing, but her shyness seemed to have magically disappeared. “I think I’ll like being over here too,” she said.

And was pushed back into the couch again by Laarni.

Working at the Whale’s residence is something Jill always looks forward to. Mr. and Mrs. Whales are simply very good and heart warming people. Plus, the house is gorgeous. It is a ten-room mansion, with its own infinity pool, a lush garden, and a well manicured lawn. Their son, Malik is 7 and is pretty much an adult with a world of his own. He is often on the attic or his room, but his extremely adorable once on the mood.

Mrs. Whales---Gladys, as she wants to be addressed is a svelte woman in her mid-thirties. She’s always dressed elegantly and her hands glitter with enough diamonds that can blind someone if they stare too long. From time to time, Jill would sneak in her closet just to see her collection of stilettos and perfumes. She’s beautiful and filthy rich. She’s often away on business trips as she is in-charge of their chain of restaurants all over the country.

Mr. Whales----Pierre, is someone who could be mistaken as a Hollywood actor with his brown hair and stormy grey eyes that seem distant and aloof, but mellows down to a peaceful deep blue shade when he’s in good mood. Jill never saw much of Mr. Whales during her first few weeks working for the family. He’s been on a Caribbean cruise and had just returned, looking all tanned and god-like.

This particular Friday afternoon, she was all by herself at the living room when Mr. Whales arrived. Malik is still at school and will arrive in half an hour. She went early because class was dismissed an hour ahead and she had nowhere to go anyway. She was watching some chick flick when Mr. Whales handed her something. It was a beautifully wrapped package done in pink, with fine silver strings tied as ribbons. “Open it. A little something, for taking good care of Malik. He can be very unpredictable but he seems to like you a lot.”

Jill smiled and hurriedly opened the charming box and inside was a blue bracelet made from lapis lazuli. “Wow. This is beautiful. Thank you so much.”

Mr. Whales nodded and smiled. “I picked that because they are the exact colour of your eyes. I am glad you liked it.”

“Like it? Are you kidding? This is like the coolest thing. Could you put it for me?” She held out her hand and watched as the clasp clicked. “Thanks, Mr. Whales.”

A bubble of laughter escaped his lips. “Please---call me Pierre. You’re like family to us.” She leaned a bit forward, revealing a shadow slash on her chest. He averted his eyes. It was the first time he has seen Jill up close and noted her creamy smooth skin and her naturally pink cheeks. Her most stunning feature however is her full bottom lip. It looks red and juicy and absolutely tempting. She licked her bottom lip and his eyes were glued to her face. She flicked her chestnut hair and smiled at him. “You’re very nice, Pierre.” She stood up, wearing skinny jeans and a camisole top inside her white cardigan. She kissed him lightly on the cheek and whispered ever so slightly. “Thanks.” She teasingly licked his earlobes. “Sorry. I’ve always wanted to do that. You’re kinda like my fantasy come to life.” She laughed as she stood. 

A few minutes ticked by and Jill’s phone rang. “Hello.”

“Jill, I picked up Malik. We’ll be having an early dinner so he’ll be late. For the mean time, make your self comfortable. Mr. Whales and I will be meeting some friends later so I want you to stay the night. Will that be fine? You can sleep in one of the guest rooms.”

“Sure, Mrs. Whales. That should be no problem.”

“Okay. See you in a while.”

“Mrs. Whales said she picked up Malik and they’d be a bit late.” She told Mr. Whales.

Jill sat on the couch and removed her cardigan. She knows he was watching her so she leaned down to get a magazine from the rack nearby. Her top drooped as she bent, revealing some delectable skin underneath her top. At 18, her figure is phenomenal and Pierre stared to look at the pair of her full breasts so obvious through her camisole top. Pierre sat down beside her and caressed her face. “You’re so beautiful.” Boldly, she took his hand and licked its palm. She drew each finger inside her mouth one by one. “I see you watching me. I know you’re hard right now and you want to undress me bit by bit and touch my body. You are lusting for me, aren’t you?”

“Jill...”

“I’m easy you know. Like I said, you’re like my fantasy come to life.” She took off her cardigan, revealing her bright pink bra and her tits a bit too big for her bra cups. She stood up and shoved her breasts on Pierre’s face. He kissed the valley between her breasts and licked the exposed top skin above her bra. She moaned as his mouth made contact with her skin, loving his slow tentative movements. He carried her and sat her astride his lap while removing her bra. Her young breasts sprang free and she sighed as Pierre took her small nipples in his mouth. “Oh Mr. Whales, give me more.” She gripped his head and held it against her fullness. “I’ve always fantasized you doing this. Whenever I touch myself, I imagine you sucking my tits like this and I come like crazy...” His hands caressed her waist and kissed her mouth with supreme urgency. His tongue teased her lips, sending shivers down her spine. She whispered in his ear. “They may arrive any minute. We should stop.” He was panting like crazy as she dressed up. He nodded and fixed himself. “I’ll go upstairs.”