My wife and the babysitters

We have two babysitters for our one-year old son Pete.
He likes them both... and so do I.

Molly is 18, a perky redhead whose sexuality is just
beginning to emerge along with a nice set of tits
topping a round young ass. I catch myself staring at
her, imagining what it might be like to explore the
warmth between her thighs, running my fingers through
the patch of what I know is natural red hair, licking
her girlish slit.

Samantha is taller and leaner and seems a lot more
experienced than her 20 years might suggest. At 5'6"
she has a good three inches on Molly-and they're all in
her long legs. Sam has dark hair, which she wears long,
almost emphasizing her height. Atop her legs is a trim
ass, probably the result of running. If she's lacking
in anything, it's a bust. She seems almost flat-
chested, but from the couple of times I've seen her in
a tee-shirt, I know she's not.

Anyway, Molly and Sam split babysitting chores for us.
My wife, Carin uses them in the afternoons, after
school. Pete naps then and Carin, who runs her design
business from home, uses the time to do errands and see
clients. I travel a lot, too much, and the arrangement
with the high schoolers has worked out well.

Even if she doesn't have anyplace to go, Carin has one
of the girls in so she can concentrate on business.

About two weeks ago I got home from a business trip a
day early, landing at 2 p.m., and decided not to even
bother to go to the office. The trip had been a good
one, but tiring, and I decided my law firm could do
without the six hours I might be able to put in.
Instead I headed home. I didn't expect to find Carin
home.

I knew Pete would be napping and let myself in quietly.
I figured either Molly or Sam would be in the den,
keeping tabs on him through the intercom. I recognized
the sounds almost as soon as I came in the door. I had
heard the soft moans quite often: Carin was moaning
softly, deep in the throes of raw lust.

"Oh yes, yes, yes. Lick me. I love your tongue there.
Oh, that's it. Make me cum. I love it when you eat me.
Yes. Yes. My clit. Oh my clit."

There was more.

"That's it. Stick your finger in my ass. Fuck me there.
Oh yes. Yes. Yessssssssss."

The sound was coming from the den. I was standing at
the doorway to the room, facing the back of the couch.
Molly was on it, kind of slunk down. I could see just
the very top of her head, shaking lightly.

Carin was no where in sight. Could she be upstairs
getting it on with someone while Molly was
eavesdropping through the intercom?

The sound was too loud for that.

I crept forward. Now I could hear Molly moaning softly,
no words, just guttural noises. She too was lost in
sexual passion. It hit me. She was masturbating! I
moved forward. Carin's voice became louder. Then I
could see her, on the TV screen. She was completely
nude on her back, a woman with long dark hair lapping
away at her. Molly was watching a tape of my wife being
eaten, fingering herself as she watched.

Molly's jeans were at her ankles, her fingers working
feverishly beneath her simple white panties, white that
is except for the dark stain at her crotch. Her
sweatshirt and bra were pushed up over her tits and I
could see the mounds of her firm, young flesh. Her
nipples were extended slightly. Silently I ran my
tongue over my lips. What I wouldn't give to suck on
them.

My eyes darted from the screen to Molly and then back
again. I didn't immediately recognize the person giving
my wife so much pleasure, but then Carin helped me out.
"Oh Sam you're so good. Eat me baby. Let me cum in your
mouth. Stick your tongue deep in me.

I love it when you eat my pussy. I can't wait to watch
Molly suck your cunt."

The tape took in the scene from different angles. It
couldn't have been done from a tripod. Someone else was
there taping Carin and Sam in their torrid lesbian
encounter. It was Molly.

Carin put her hands on Samantha's head seeming to pull
the girl into her pussy and cried out again as another
orgasm shook through her.

My cock was almost tearing through my pants. It was all
I could do to keep from gushing as I watched my wife on
tape have two orgasms with a hot teenager and watch
another teen, live and in person, bringing herself to a
thunderous climax.

Then the tape stopped and Molly relaxed in front of me.
She seemed to be expecting the pause.

Before I could do or say anything though a new picture
appeared on the screen. Sam again. I recognized her
because this time she was on her back. She was gently
massaging her nude form. Then Molly joined her on the
screen and the two of them began to hug and caress each
other. Molly had on a too small red bra and equally
skimpy pair of red thong panties. It didn't take Sam
long to remove them.

Sam pressed her mouth against Molly's chest, going from
one nipple to the other. The camera angle showed Molly
from the waist up, following Sam's mouth, but I could
tell by the expression on Molly's face on the screen
that Sam's hands were probably busy elsewhere.

"Why don't you eat her, Molly?" It was Carin off
camera.

Molly gently pushed Sam down onto the bed and spread
her legs apart, preparing to feast on her dark-haired
muff.

"No," the off-screen voice said, "from behind."

Molly leaned back on her haunches as Sam shifted
position. Sam was on her knees now, her tight ass
facing the 18-year old. Molly reached forward and
separated Sam's legs, then leaned in to sample her
tasty cheeks.

"Oooh, ooooooh." It was Sam on screen, reacting as
Molly's tongue found its mark. Molly had both hands on
Sam's lean thighs and was pulling the older girl to
her. Molly's nose was pressed against Sam's asshole,
her tongue seeking Sam's slit.

"Oh god. Lick my ass Stick your tongue in my ass.
Finger my pussy. Fuck me."

Sam was quickly in passion. Molly pulled her face from
Sam's cheeks and then leaned in again, slightly higher
this time. Her mouth was once again between Sam's
cheeks! She was sticking her tongue into Sam's puckered
hole!

On the couch, the real live Molly had resumed her solo
assault. She had both hands at her crotch and was
frantically pushing her panties down. Her red cunt
hairs glistened with her own moisture. She put her
right hand over her mound, moving her left to her
breasts. She began to rub her nipples fiercely as she
drove her right hand between her thighs. I couldn't
hold back any longer. I just had to have this hot teen.

I stepped forward and reached down, grabbing handfuls
of her tits. She looked up, startled, but instead of
crying out, began to moan, begging me to rub her tits,
to suck on them.

I released her for an instant and moved to the other
side of the couch, quickly pushing down my pants and
underwear and stepping out of them. My cock jumped free
and she smiled as she leaned forward to take it into
her mouth. I was on top of her in an instant, my head
between her legs and hers between mine.

I slurped greedily at her bush while she swallowed my
engorged dick. We were both worked up and I came
quickly, too quickly, filling her mouth with my spunk.

"I want you to fuck me," she said, licking the remains
of my cum off of her lips.

I didn't know if I could but Molly quickly brought me
back to life, wiggling her ass at me. I mounted her
from behind, feeling my newly revived cock frictioning
against the tight walls of her cunt. Each thrust seemed
to make me harder and she had no complaints, urging me
on. I felt her warm liquid surround my throbbing dick
and then erupted myself, shooting another load of cum
into her.

Molly fell forward and I followed, turning to the TV
just in time to see Molly grinning from the screen, her
face shining with Sam's juices.

Molly told me the tape had been made two weeks earlier.
She had forgotten one of her schoolbooks and come to
the house on one of her "off" days to retrieve it,
letting herself in with the key we had given her. It
was Sam's day to babysit and Molly found her in the
bedroom with Carin. She just watched them and got
hotter until, without saying a word, she took her
clothes off and joined them. They were surprised at
first but soon the three of them were sucking each
other off.

It was Carin's idea to make a tape and she "directed"
it. What was on the tape, Molly said, was only part of
the action. After a while of taping they got hot for
another threesome and abandoned the video-tape camera.
Molly said off camera Carin fucked Sam with a strap-on
while Sam ate her. Then, she said, she and Sam each put
on a strap-on and fucked Carin, Molly getting to fuck
her in the ass.

Molly did though find a scene in which Carin ate her
and showed it to me.

They'd been together a few times since then, Molly
said, and she had been alone with Carin a couple of
times. They were supposed to have a date for a
threesome that night she said but now that was probably
off.

I told Molly to get dressed and said she should come
back at nine-after Pete was put down for the night-as
planned. It might not be just a threesome, I added.

Carin got home about an hour later. She never looked
sexier. Her short blonde hair framed her face and she
was made up perfectly, almost as if she was expecting a
date, or just returning from one. She was wearing a
simple light blue wrap-around skirt-easy to remove I
observed-which picked up the highlights in her blue
eyes. Her top was simple too, a white pullover through
which it would be easy to see her bra-if she were
wearing one. Instead I could clearly see an outline of
her tits and despite my session with Molly felt the cum
welling up in my cock. I wanted her and quickly.

Carin went into the den, expecting Molly and was
surprised to see me home. If she was disappointed
because of the plans she had for the evening, she
didn't show it. Instead she gave me a hug and playfully
squeezed my growing dick.

"I was going to ask if you missed me," she grinned.
"I'm glad to see, or should I say feel, you did."

I rubbed her back, confirming she was braless and then
moved my hands to her chest, feeling her nipples
harden.

"Do you want to see what I brought home for you?"

"I'd like to unwrap it."

With that, Carin dropped to her knees and pushed me
back to the couch where just an hour earlier I had
fucked the luscious Molly. It was working perfectly.

Carin reached into my pants, tugging at my cock as I
pulled the shirt over her head, freeing her full tits.
She lowered her head and quickly began to suck. I
hadn't bothered to clean up after fucking Molly. It
took Carin just an instant to realize my cock had been
busy and another instant to realize where. Before she
could say anything though I reached out for the remote
and pressed. The TV came to life with the picture of
Carin eating Molly's succulent pussy.

"You've tasted that before," I said.

Carin just went back to work on my cock as I spun her
around for my second 69 of the afternoon.

And, while I knew she had not been wearing a bra, I
hadn't realized she also wasn't wearing panties. I
wondered briefly where she had been but her pussy
tasted so sweet. Well...

It has long been my fantasy to have Carin there while I
fucked another woman and then watch her clean my spunk
out of the other woman's cunt. I was almost there. I
had fucked the young Molly and here was Carin cleaning
my dick, licking the mixture of my cum and Molly's
juices off of my stiff rod. And, she was going to get a
fresh load.

I might have wanted to fuck her right there, but just
as I shot my load into her throat and felt her juices
coating my tongue, we heard Pete stir. Timing is
everything.

We fed and bathed the baby and played with him until he
was ready to sl**p again. I told Carin what I had seen
that afternoon, what Molly told me and that I knew she
expected company.

"Molly and Sam won't mind that you're here," she
grinned. "At least I'm sure Molly won't."

Sam arrived first wearing her sexiest come-fuck-me
clothes. She had on a short skirt which barely covered
her ass and blouse which buttoned down the front. She
had three buttons open and I could see her very frilly
bra. If it hadn't been that she lived next door to us,
I would have been surprised that she would go out in
the street that way.

Carin had told each girl's mother that she had to
attend a dinner that evening and would need a sitter
overnight. Since she had done that before, neither
mother was concerned.

Sam seemed a bit embarrassed but relaxed considerably
when Molly arrived moments later. I noticed that when
she greeted the older girl, Molly slipped her hand
beneath Sam's skirt. Molly had on a pair of tight jeans
which seemed to show each dimple of her thighs and ass.
She too had on a blouse which buttoned up the front but
no hint of a bra. I understood why just moments after
she arrived when she removed the blouse to reveal a
tight-fitting tank top barely containing her tits. The
blouse had been a concession to her mother.

After groping Sam and shedding her conservative cover-
up, Molly gave me a kiss, shoving her tongue deep into
my mouth. If it bothered Carin, she was too busy
wrapping her arms around Sam to show it.

Sam began to get more comfortable and I found myself
staring at her legs, wondering what might be under her
skirt.

"Molly and I already checked," Carin said seeming to
read my mind, "she's not wearing panties."

Sam reddened.

"It's all right, Sam. Steve found Molly watching our
tape, Carin said soothing.

"I've always preferred live performances," I added.

With that, Molly moved to Sam and began to resume
fondling the leggy brunette. Sam began to moan softly
returning the attention. In a few moments it seemed as
if the two teens forgot we were there, with clothes
quickly flying around the den.

Sam was even sexier in person than on the tape. After
Molly undressed her-and Carin and I took off our
clothes-Molly began to suck on Sam's small breasts. I
got to Sam's slit before Carin did and began to nuzzle
against her sweet pussy. Carin moved up on Sam,
straddling her face and in a moment the three of us
were all working on the sexy s*******n year old.

Sucking her pussy was one thing, but I wanted to feel
her tight cunt around my cock. Sam wanted it too.

"Oh please stick it in me, fuck me," she said between
licks of Carin's slippery twat.

I slipped two fingers into her, swabbing up some of the
combination of her juices and my saliva, using it to
coat my dick. I positioned myself between her legs,
gently separating them. Her pussy winked up at me,
invitingly and I pressed the head of my cock against
her, feeling it being sucked into her hot gash. She
groaned as I sank my pole further into her.

It was just the two of us. Molly and Carin were on the
floor licking each other with Molly on top.

I was pumping into Sam now grateful for the two loads
of cum I had shot off earlier in the day. I wasn't
going to finish too quickly.

Sam was grateful too as she grabbed on to me and I
could feel her spasm. She came twice before I exploded
into her, exhausted.

Molly and Carin meanwhile had switched positions-and
equipment. When I looked at them, Molly was on her back
and Carin, sporting a thick dildo, was thrusting in and
out of her until Molly cried out announcing her climax.

After a brief rest we took turns with each other-and
the toys, interrupting only to check on Pete.

During one of the breaks Carin surprised Molly and Sam-
and me-by telling us she was thinking of hiring a new
sitter since Sam would be going off to college in the
fall. She said she would need Sam though to help in the
selection process. It seems a new f****y had moved in
down the street and Carin noticed they had a 18-year-
old daughter. We smiled at the thought.
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2 years ago
great story and sounds so true
2 years ago
nice one :)
3 years ago
hot story !! mmmmm babysitters ;)
4 years ago
excellent very hot
4 years ago
That was good
4 years ago
Really nice story, dont take to long posting more!!