Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Bedding The Babysitter: Ep9

Last night I had completed the seduction and domination of my eighteen-year-old babysitter. Today, a Saturday, I hoped to begin to make her greatest fantasies come true. So after my ex-husband (the less said about him, the better) came and picked up our son for his customary every-second-weekend custody time, I msn'd Jenny. It was just after lunchtime.

DrMeg: How is Jenny this fine afternoon?

Jenny78ph: Very well, Mistress.

DrMeg: That is good to hear. No regrets about last night's events?

Jenny78ph: None! :)

DrMeg: Ready for your training to continue?

Jenny78ph: Yes, Mistress.

DrMeg: Are you dressed already?

Jenny78ph: Of course.

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Jenny78ph: Transformation?

course. Your new look. We are going to

if

DrMeg: Let's find out.

Jenny78ph: OK.

So get over here

Jenny78ph: Yes, Mistress.

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white school blouse that showcased her nice perky little breasts, dark mocha thigh high stockings and, sadly, runners. I led her upstairs and slid out of my black leather skirt to reveal my black silk

Mistress," Jenny replied. She quickly crawled into place and went right to work with her

and asked, "Jenny,

nice and slow; I don't want to

was incoherent, her suddenly singing tongue busy pouring a

hoping she would respond. As I waited, I read her wall and learned some more about her. Her tone was often very sarcastic, she hated her mother, she loved getting compliments... revelled in them really... and could be quite spiteful. She frequently posted comments such as "Mrs. Wicks is a complete bitch" or "Did you see what Sara wore today, it made her look even fatter than she already is, if that is possible." After reading her wall I looked forward to attempting to seduce her. I also learned she had a part-time job working at Mill's Boutique (the best and most expensive women's clothing store in town) and based on her status, she was at work right now. All this time Jenny was slowly licking my pussy, nibbling jazz ballads ever so gently on my pussy lips. I moaned and said, "Good girl, my little virtuoso pussy pleaser. Now please slide a finger in your mistress's pussy and finger fuck me as you lick me a bit more up tempo, perhaps like 'Smooth Operator'; I'd like to come soon." She obeyed, faster and with more syncopation, and I just leaned back and enjoyed her up-tempo stimulation. When I was close, I grabbed her head and pushed it into my pussy and just held her pretty face there as I semi-quavered through a small but intense orgasm. As I

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