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Fucking The Babysitter As A Discplinary Action!

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Fuck the Babysitter as a Disciplinary Action!
By: Mike Rockett, Jr.





My wife was livid as she paced the floor of our living room. Our 18 year old babysitter, Ashlynn, just stood there wearing an apologetic expression on her freckled countenance. I felt bad for her; I knew Barb’s anger too well. The pacing back forth told me that the poor girl was in deep shit.
“I told you to stay out of our room,” Barb raged. “You deliberately broke a rule, now I can’t trust you anymore!”
Ashlynn just stood there unsure of what to say. Barb turned to me and demanded that I pay her and send her on her way.
“I’ll be having a talk with your mother on Monday,” Barb threatened.
I did as I was told and then drove the poor girl home. She cried and I could tell she was heartbroken. She didn’t seem like a troublemaker, good grades, well behaved with a promising academic career ahead of her. Ashlynn could be anything she wanted; she had the brains, the looks and the will. In the grand scheme of things this was just something stupid young girls do when they baby sit on a Saturday night. Personally, I held nothing against her.
I returned home to find Barb upstairs, a stack of porn magazines out on the bed. “She rifled through our porn drawer and I think my vibrator has been slightly used”
It was 1:30 Sunday morning and I was too tired to talk about it. I calmed Barb down and finally got her to bed and crashed myself. We slept in.

We got up at 11ish and got the kids over to their grandmother’s house by noon. Grammy always reserved Sunday afternoons for her grandkids and Barb and I always used the time alone to do as we pleased. While barb did laundry, I looked forward to an afternoon of football. The Cowboys kicked off at 1 o’clock and I was busy watching John Madden run off at the mouth during the pre-game show.
Suddenly the doorbell rang. Barb got to the door first and found Ashlynn, blonde-pigtails, freckles and all, standing on the other side. “Can I talk to you?” she asked. Barb reluctantly agreed. I went back to John Madden and his “fast actin’ Tinactin.”
Barb took Ashlynn to her room and I assumed they were talking.
It usually takes a lot to pull me away from a game but, just about the time the first pass was thrown, I heard an unusual noise. It sounded like a stifled scream. For a second I thought Barb was killing Ashlynn. I jumped up and ran to our room. What I found there was incredibly shocking.
My wife was laying spread eagle on the bed, naked as the day she was born, with our babysitter’s face buried deep into her lap. It took a second for Barb to notice me but when she did I asked her what the hell she thought she was doing.
Barb stood up. “Can you believe this little shit asked me if there was anything she could do to make up for last night so I wouldn’t tell her mother?”
“Barb, the girl is eighteen years old!”
Ashlynn was still fully clothed, on her knees and shame faced. Her eyes hardly met mine. “Its okay, Mr. Bookman, I’ll do anything if you don’t tell my mother.”
I looked at Barb, my eyes widened and my mouth half opened. Barb stood Ashlynn up and embraced her, her hands groping the teenager all over. My wife was a pro at getting peoples clothes off with little to no cooperation from the victim (why do you think I married her?). And within the course of a minute two naked women were standing before me. I have to admit, it was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. My wife was gorgeous anyway, perky breasts, broad shoulders, round hips and clean shaven between her legs, pressed firmly against Ashlynn’s milky-white frame. I had never been aroused by young girls, but Ashlynn was hot. She stood a few inches shorter than Barb, her shoulders just as broad. Her tits were firm and freckled. Her waist was narrow and she still had a little baby fat where I was sure, one day, round, toned hips would be.
Stealing a young girl’s innocence was never on my list of things to do before I died, but Barb, obviously, felt otherwise. She was taking Ashlynn’s purity in bags. And I was gettin’ wood watching.
Barb sat on the edge of the bed and laid back. Ashlynn dutifully got on her knees and picked up where she left off. I was totally unsure what to do with this; I turned to leave the room when Barb barked at me to stay. “She’s gonna’ suck your dick here in a minute!”
Of course I stayed, wouldn’t you?
Ashlynn was really inexperienced, I could tell, but that made no matter to Barb. She verbally directed the girl on the finer points of cunnilingus. Within minutes Ashlynn slurped her way to Barb’s first orgasm of the day. I wasn’t sure that the teenager was enjoying it, bit this was way to freaky. I like freaky and I was about to blow a wad in my pants. Barb found her way to my jeans; she unfastened them and pulled my erect cock out.
“You need to make this up to Mark too!” Barb told Ashlynn. The teenaged girl turned to me. The sight of my slightly-larger-than-average penis startled her.
“I’ve never done that before,” Ashlynn said.
“Good!” Barb retorted.
“I don’t think I can.”
“Yes. You can!” Barb began to softly stroke me.
“No, I shouldn’t.”
Barb grabbed a pig tail and pulled Ashlynn over to me. She shoved her face to my cock. “You shouldn’t have been in my room last night, either.”
“Mrs. Bookman…” Ashlynn started to say.
“Suck it!”
“No, please?”
“Do I have to call your mother?”
Ashlynn looked up at me, her eyes pleading. I was torn; I really wanted to feel her young mouth on my cock, but not necessarily this way. I started to say something but the young girl spoke first. “Mrs. Bookman, I’m a virgin!”
“Not after today!” With that Barb forced her to put her mouth on my cock. “Suck that dick!”
Ashlynn was unsure of what to do with the dick that filed her mouth. She looked up at me. I was powerless to help. She began to suck. Her mouth was warm and inexperienced, her teeth scr*ped me. Barb was on top of it. “Watch your teeth, you stupid girl!”
Ashlynn sucked slowly, gently. “Suck it all!” Barb demanded as she grabbed a handful of her hair and forced her to suck my entire length. “And watch those teeth!”
Watching my wife force her to blow me was incredible. I wasn’t sure what was turning me on more, watching her do it or watching my wife to force her to do it. For a good few minutes this girl blew me, in and out. It was like I had nestled my cock deep into a slice of heaven, soft, warm and wet heaven. Ashlynn was reluctant for quite a awhile. I told Barb that I was about to blow in this girl’s mouth so she pulled her off and put her own mouth on me. My god, I blew like a volcano. Barb drank it all down. Ashlynn was mortified at the sight of this.
As I took a few minutes to recover, Barb wrestled the pigtailed teenager to the bed and licked her innocent body all over. She sucked the girl’s nipples, before she rolled her over and licked her heart-shaped ass. Ashlynn was powerless but to let it happen. The poor girl was being devoured by my wife. But it got me wood a second time.
Ashlynn yelped and writhed in our bed. She tried to wrestle away from my wife but Barb was so fast and furious she had to eat the girl up before she escaped. Barb firmly planted her mouth in between Ashlynn’s boney legs and sucked, nibbled and licked that untouched pussy. Barb, on her knees at this point, stuck her delicious ass in the air and demanded I fuck her. I obliged.
I fucked my wife unlike I had ever fucked her before. The sound of her muffled screams was turning me bug-fuck as Ashlynn rolled her eyes in her head and screamed. I could tell the girl was torn, she enjoyed my wife’s tongue (I know, huh?) but she still didn’t like being violated.
I blew a second time, filling my wife’s taught little pussy with white-hot cum. It was intense.
Amazingly enough I never lost my erection (I usually do). Barb got out of the way and told me to straddle Ashlynn. Of course she protested.
“No, Mrs. Bookman, no!” Ashlynn sat straight up, her palms extended out. “I don’t want him to!”
“Would you rather I called your mother?” Barb was relentless.
“No!”
“Then my husband is going to stick his hard cock inside that little pussy!”
“But, I’m a virgin!”
Barb motioned and I followed. I slid myself in.
“Oh. god, no!”
I was slow, methodical at first as Ashlynn protested. Barb got on top of the girl and held her to the bed. I pumped faster and harder. Ashlynn moaned loudly in rhythm to my thrusts. I had already cum twice and I was ready for the long haul. I determined to fuck her until the cows came home.
All of a sudden Ashlynn let out a high pitched scream. This brought everything to a screeching halt. My wife sat up on top of the girl. We were taking advantage of her, but we didn’t want to seriously hurt her.
“What’s wrong?” Barb demanded.
Ashlynn’s eyes were wide. “I don’t know I exploded!”
Barb turned to me; our eyes met in concern.
“It felt funny.”
We turned back to Ashlynn. Her face registered an entirely different expression.
“Funny, how?” I asked.
“Mark,” Barb said to me. “I think she just had her first orgasm.”
Barb turned me over and laid me on the bed. Without being prodded, Ashlynn straddled me. I slid myself in again and the teenage former virgin bounced up and down on my lap.
“Good, girl!” Barb said. “You do like that, don’t you?”
“Yesss!”
My cock had never been happier. Ashlynn rode me with a new fervor and intensity.
Barb stroked her body as she said, “you wanna’ feel that again don’t you?”
“Oh, yes!”
Barb instructed her pupil on how to gloriously fuck her own husband. They kissed and played as Ashlynn bounced up and down on my lap. After several minutes I could tell that the pigtailed wonder was about to climax again. And I was about to do the same. I told my wife that she had better get the girl off of me but Ashlynn refused. Her moans crescendoed to high pitch screams. She was cumming.
“That’s it, baby,” my wife told me. “fuck her, fuck that naughty girl!”
“Yes, fuck me,” Ashlynn screamed, “I want to cum!”
The room was filled with the sounds of cheap, meaningless sex. The shrills of three people filled my own ears.
“Oh my god!” I exclaimed.
“I wanna’ cum, I wanna” cum!” Ashlynn kept repeating.
“Fuck her hard, baby!” My wife demanded.
And we both came, I in her and Ashlynn on me. But the girl kept going, “again!” she screamed as she gasped for air. She bounced harder and harder as I prayed that my dick could remain for the task. Luckily I was barely able to and the girl went off again. “More!” Ashlynn demanded. But Barb stopped her. “Whoa! Don’t kill yourself!”
Ashlynn fell over in a heap, her chest heaving for air.

An hour later, everyone was calm and the women were rubbing and touching each other as the three of us cuddled.
“You’re not going to tell my mom, are you?” Ashlynn sheepishly asked. “I’ll do anything if you just don’t tell my mom!”
Barb kissed her mouth then said, “You will huh? Then come over next Sunday. You naughty girl!”



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