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Naughty Nanny
by Steve (address withheld)
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A respectable young woman hired as a nanny turns out to
have a lot of repressed energy, just waiting to be
released. (MF, exh, oral)
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With three children and two high-powered, demanding
jobs, we needed to make some decisions about child care
when my wife decided to return to work. After much
research and discussion, we decided to hire a nanny, a
decent, Christian nanny, figuring she'd have the right
values to teach our children.
After using a couple of on-line search services, we
narrowed down the field of applicants to one candidate
and made her a job offer. Jill was eager to start and
excited to be working children, as she one day looked
forward to having a few of her own.
It took about a month after she started for all of us
to settle into a nice, comfortable routine. Jill fit
right in to our family and although we all respected
each other's privacy, we'd all commonly wear pajamas
around the house later in the evening and on weekend
mornings. Normally, Jill wore the usual, comfy baggy
PJ's you'd expect a 22-year-old girl to wear but then I
noticed, when my wife was on overnight business trips,
she'd wear a different set, a much tighter-fitting pair
of PJ's.
I avoided staring but the curve of her tight, narrow
ass really stretched the fabric and it was obvious from
her nipples that always protruded that she never wore a
bra underneath that set of PJ's. I never made any
attempt to hide my erection but I never caught her
checking it out, either. I'd masturbate every night my
wife was away and Jill wore those PJ's.
My wife's job took her away on travel more than mine.
As a result, I developed a closer relationship with
Jill. We'd talk about various things after the girls
were down for the night; on weekends, she'd hang out
with me and the girls, running errands or just lounging
around the pool. Always, whenever the kids weren't
around, Jill and I would talk and laugh. It's easy to
see, now, how we fell in love - at the time it was all
so natural.
I learned that although Jill didn't have a boyfriend
and didn't date much, she wasn't a virgin. Chaste, but
not pure, was the way she put it. She learned that my
marriage was just OK and that I would have preferred to
have more children than to have my wife return to work.
Jill and I learned a great deal about each other, the
first six months she worked for us.
I don't know when we reached the point of familiarity
that we did but one Wednesday evening, my wife away
(again) on an overnight business trip, Jill came up for
a snack wearing a pair of white cotton panties and a
white T-shirt. Her nipples were hard, as big as the tip
of my pinky, and standing straight out. Her long,
slender legs curved up from her red-painted toenails to
her beautiful hips, the arc of her inner thighs drawing
fixing my gaze right on her pubic mound.
My erection caught in my pajama bottoms, the tip of my
penis jammed against the fabric, causing a huge tent in
my crotch. I reached down to adjust myself; Jill gave
me a long look, smiled, grabbed a drink and headed back
to down to her bedroom. I almost followed her but went
to my room and jerked off, instead.
Two other nights, that month, Jill wore the same thing.
I responded by abandoning my pajamas and wearing just a
black boxer brief. It did nothing to hide my erection
but, then, she did nothing to hide her nipples.
In August, my wife took an extended business trip, gone
for two weeks. The first night was the usual visual
feast but on the second night, Jill surprised by
complaining about a stiff neck. She asked me to rub her
neck and shoulders, which I rapidly agreed to do. She
seated herself on an ottoman in front of me and I dug
into her neck muscles with my fingers, massaging her
stiff flesh. Little sighs and moans of pleasure escaped
from her mouth as I rubbed, around and around.
"Jill", I said.
"Hmmmm?" she hummed.
"Not that I'm complaining but for a "Christian" girl,
you sure have been dressing provocatively, lately."
"Uh, huh" was her reply.
"So, uh, any reason in particular?" I asked.
"Yeah". She turned halfway around, smiled and said "I
thought you might enjoy seeing me half-naked."
"Um, yes. Yes, I do! So you've been dressing like that
just for me?"
Turning back, she said "Of course. Now rub my
shoulders, arms, and back. In fact, let me make this
easier for you."
With that, she crossed her arms in front of herself,
grasped the bottom edges of her T-shirt, and pulled it
off with one fluid movement. Flinging it across the
room, she said "Please rub my back, it feels so good!"
I began massaging and rubbing her back but before long
the thought of her bare breasts hanging down in front
of me, just with reach... well, I'm not certain I did
it on purpose but the next thing I knew, my hands were
sliding around her ribs and cupping her perfect 34B
breasts, my fingers tweaking and pinching her firm
nipples.
Jill sighed, gave out a little moan, and leaned back
against me. She turned her head and we kissed,
awkwardly at first but she twisted around on the
ottoman, facing me, my fingers pulling and twisting her
nipples as her tongue thrust into my mouth, me biting
her lips, her hand reaching down to my crotch.
"Ohhhh, Jill! Oh, God, are you sure you want to do
this?" Stupid me, questioning a hot, half-naked young
girl right in front of me! Would have served me right
if she'd had second thoughts!
"Remember when I said I wanted to have children some
day?" Jill asked, as her hand reached into my boxer
briefs and began fondling my balls.
"Yeah?"
"Remember when you told me you always wanted more kids,
instead of her going back to work?"
I could see where she was going with this but I only
said, "Yeah?"
"Well, let's make some babies, you and me."
By then, we'd both wriggled out of our underwear. I
pulled her back onto me as we fell onto the lounger,
her warm soft body pressing against mine, my erection
pressed up against her belly, her smooth, shaved crotch
rubbing against my upper thigh.
I sucked on her tongue for a few minutes, groping her
sweet, soft ass, letting her dry-hump herself against
my leg.
"She'll figure it out, sooner or later," I said.
"So what? You know she's probably banging some junior
account exec on those business trips she takes. You
should have some fun, too. Besides, baby, I've fallen
in love with you, all the time we spend together. I
want you to make me pregnant, a lot. I want you to make
lots and lots of babies inside of me, as many as we
can, so I can always be your nanny and your lover!"
What man could resist that?
I kissed her, tenderly, deeply. We got up from the
lounger and went back into my... our, bedroom. She laid
down on the bed, her long blonde hair spreading out
around the pillow, her erect nipples rising and falling
with each breath, her legs slightly spread, one knee
slightly bent, her pussy lips just wet enough and lying
open in invitation.
I kneeled over her, kissed her again, positioned the
tip of my cock against her labia and slid into her in
one smooth thrust. She shuddered as my cock stopped,
about halfway into her. I pulled out a bit, rotated my
hips to moisten my shaft with her wetness, and pushed
again into her tight, warm pussy. Again, I withdrew a
bit, pushed back in, out, in, my cock finally sliding
all the way into her warm, moist cunt, our bodies
joined as one.
I began thrusting, now, in and out, pausing, piercing,
teasing, in and out, wiggling, slamming, slowing, her
breath coming more rapidly as my cock teased in and out
of her wet, slick sex, jamming, pulling, pushing, her
breath now ragged, her breasts heaving, her fingers
digging into my back as she suddenly arches her back,
stiffens and screams, "Oh, shit, I'm cumming! I'm
cumming! Cum in me Steve, cum in me now!"
My balls roil as they uncoil and loosen their load, my
hot semen, loaded with sperm, erupting from my
testicles, squirting with force deep into Jill's
vagina, pulse after pulse, my seed implanting itself
inside her...
Waking up, half atop Jill, I gently stroke her face,
her breast, her thigh. She awakens, smiles. We kiss.
"I love you," she says.
"I know. I love you, too", I reply.
When my wife returns, she knows. I don't know how she
knows, she just does. She tells me "Why don't you have
Jill move into the bedroom with you and I'll take her
room, downstairs. It's got that outside entrance I can
use for entertaining my 'business associates'."
END
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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime,
so take good care of it!
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