Under the Watchful Eyes of the Babysitter: A Forbidden Tale of Seduction and Desire

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As soon as my wife and I confirmed our Friday night plans for a night out, we called our usual babysitter – her name was Lily, an 18-year-old brunette with innocent-looking eyes and a tight body that she hid under baggy clothes. She was quiet and timid around us, at all times keeping her eyes down, and we never wondered of her in any other way than a babysitter. But, that was about to change.

As the night rolled on, I couldn’t shake off the feeling of lust that kept running through me, overpowering my senses. I kept telling myself that it’s wrong and that my wife was waiting for me at the restaurant eagerly. But I couldn’t withstand the temptation.

I walked into the living room, and Lily was sitting on the couch, watching TV. She sensed me hovering behind her, and her head shot up. Our eyes met, and I saw a glimmer of confusion mixed with a hint of fear. Without letting her respond, I leaned down and pressed my lips to hers. She resisted, her eyes were wide and panicked. “What are you doing? This is wrong! You’re married!” she protested.

But I had to have her, and I wasn’t stopping until I did. I touched the back of her neck under the hair, and she let out a silent gasp. Cupping her face with my hands, I deepened the kiss, and she relented and kissed me back. Her hands flew around my neck, and I pulled her close to me, tasting her lips.

As we pulled away, I could see the hesitation in her eyes, but that didn’t stop me. I took her by the hand and led her up to our bedroom, where I began to undress her as slowly as feasible. She had a tiny body, a flat stomach, and small breasts, with the nipples hardening as my fingers brushed them.

I took off her shirt, and the sight of her smooth skin sent a thrill of excitement coursing through me. I couldn’t withstand her any longer. I pulled her beneath me on the bed, licking her neck as I removed her bra. I cupped her breast, teasing the nipple until it stood at attention.

I stripped down to my boxers, and I pushed her down on the mattress, exposing every inch of her naked body to my gaze. She was gorgeous, vulnerable, and mine for the taking.

I began to explore her body, occasionally pausing to savor the moment, to witness every little quiver, every little gasp of pleasure that I bestowed on her. I could feel her tense up, every muscle tight with anticipation. I watched as her expression turned from fear and uncertainty to excitement and desire.

Using one hand, I lifted her leg, and I grazed my mouth over her thigh’s delicate skin. I cupped my hands around her small breasts and dipped my head down, using my tongue to explore her nipples. I lost myself in the moment, plunging into a world of pure pleasure that consumed us both.

At that moment, there was no right or wrong, only the sheer bliss of two bodies entwined in hot and intimate pleasure. We moved together in sync, our bodies a bond of desire and longing that shattered any notion of moral sensibility.

I knew I was taking benefit of her youth and innocence, but I couldn’t stop myself. I felt like I was under her spell, being consumed by the passion, and my mind was crystal clear.

As we came down from the sexual high, we dressed and returned to the living room, both of us exhausted. The air was thick with tension, and we both knew that this was not a one-time thing.

Every time we were together for a babysitting session, it became harder to withstand the magnetic pull of desire. We would often sneak glances at each other, silently conveying our burning lust.

The next time we were alone, we gave in to our passion once more, and this time, it was even better than the first time.

From that point on, we continued to have a secret affair, sneaking around behind my wife’s back. We knew it was wrong, but neither of us could help but give in to our primal urges.

Our forbidden love only grew stronger, and we could hardly wait to be alone together again. The moments we spent aside were unbearable, but the moments we spent in each other’s arms were pure bliss.

In the end, we knew that our love was forbidden, but that only added to the excitement. For as long as we could, we continued to indulge in our secret affair, under the watchful eyes of the babysitter.



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