Hot Naughty Babysitters
Striptease for Daddy
By Amber Drake
Smashwords Edition
Copyright 2011 Amber Drake
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“Max, you are so going to be my bitch tonight.”
One single daddy is in so much trouble and he doesn’t even know it yet.
Payton Philips has been babysitting for Max Harris and his little boy Freddy for years. But the crush she carried has turned into a serious case of DO-ME-NOW!
This naughty babysitter has a plan. A naughty dance. A little show and tell.
“Are you close, daddy?”
An Erotic short story
Warning: Explicit sexual scenes, dirty talk, pseudo-incest play,
and a little romance
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Striptease for Daddy
By Amber Drake
Payton Philips slipped her lacy pink bra off her shoulders then stepped out of her matching panties and threw them both in the hamper. Now fully nude she checked herself out in the full length mirror.
At just past nineteen she had bloomed from a slightly geeky looking little girl into something very different. Her breasts were full and high and round with perky little pink nipples that got all hard and tight when she touched them. Her waist dipped inwards a little sharply but curved out again at her rounded hips and her legs were long and shapely and waxed regularly to keep them smooth.
Yep, there was no doubting it. Payton was hot. Her body shapely and touchable, soft yet toned… She made a dramatic pose in the mirror, planting her hands behind her head and letting her long blond hair cascade over her shoulders then turned and stepped into the shower.
Tonight was the night. Tonight Payton Philips was going to seduce Max Harris once and for all.
Payton had been babysitting for Mr Harris since she was sixteen and loved his little son Freddy. She’d been working for him ever since his wife was killed in a horror car crash three years ago. Max had been a wreck. He loved his son and never stopped being a loving dad but Payton could see the cracks. Being a single dad was hard enough, juggling work and a one-year-old wasn’t easy at the best of times but put together with the mourning of his wife and it was all too much.
Payton had only meant to help. Max and Eleanor had always been that wonderful dream couple every girl dreamed of being part of one day. So when Eleanor died and Payton could see Max struggling, how could she not lend a hand?
At first it had just been a few afternoons a week. Max had Payton pick up Freddy early from day-care and take him to the park, draw with him, anything that was one-on-one. Then after a bit he asked her to stay and babysit nights so Max could go out, let off some steam. She remembered one guy chuckling to another about Max needing to blow out the pipes.
Her relationship with Max had never really been an easy one. At first he’d taken her offer to help as nosy busy-bodying but after an afternoon of free time with Payton and Freddy outside, his suspicion turned to gratitude.
Their relationship seemed to drift from awkward to easy to tension-filled and back to easy. It wasn’t till more recently that Payton really understood that tension. Lately he’d been acting as though he was afraid to look at her. Leaving instructions for Freddy, making conversation, asking about her school and plans but all the while looking everywhere but at her, making excuses to look busy.
Stepping out of the shower, Payton patted her smooth shimmering body with a fluffy white towel. Looking in the full length mirror she smiled, letting the towel drop. Oh yes she knew why Max had trouble looking at her. The same reason she often had to look away from his piercing blue eyes. She didn’t want him to see just how much she enjoyed looking at him and being with him, and unless she was mistaken he felt the same.
“Max, you are so going to be my bitch tonight,” she purred at her reflection, let out a playful growl and claw scratch.
She dressed carefully in a tight fitting blouse, buttons almost popping over her full breasts and showing a teasing hint of the pink bra. She trumped the blouse with a short plaid skirt and matching pink lace panties.
Tonight was a full month in the making. For weeks she’d been giving him the signals. Meaningful smiles, lingering eye contact, finding any excuse to rest her hand on his arm, Payton had even managed to stage an accidental drop/pick-up/head-bump.
*****
“Payton! Hi,” Max said, smiling a bit too widely when he opened the door to let her in.
“Hi, Mr Harris.” She followed him inside and closed the door. “You look very dashing tonight. Big plans?”
He let out a nervous laugh and swallowed hard as his gaze drifted up and down her front. He seemed a little hot-under-the-collar.
“I wish,” he replied leading the way into the living room to where Freddy was watching The Lion King. “Nothing so glamorous, just a meeting with a new client. Shouldn’t take more than a couple of hours.”
He led the way into the kitchen, opening the fridge to reveal a box of coke zero, her favourite. “Freddy’s had dinner but there’s some popcorn in the cupboard if he wants a snack – you too obviously.” He smiled. “We’ve been having some issues with bedtimes lately, the little monster has been arguing up a storm so I really need you to be stern when it comes time for bed.”
A muffled “Boo!” came from the living room.
“But since its Saturday he can stay up an extra hour.”
A muffled “Yay!” from the living room made them both smile.
“Don’t worry about it Mr Harris,” Payton threw him a slow seductive smile. “I am a girl who knows how to take control.”
Max’s eyes widened and he let out a long gust of air before replying with a stiff nod.
“Well I’m sure my little man is safe in your capable hands.”
“You know it will be…” She quickly corrected herself. “He will be.” She let out a cute little giggle and felt her cheeks burning.
His gaze dropped to her chest again, then to her legs, back to her chest and finally back to her face. With a tip of his head towards the door he said, “Well I should be going.”
“I’ll be… I mean we’ll be here.”
He smiled nervously and there was no missing the way his chest was rising and falling, faster.
“Phase two, final warning – complete,” she whispered to the door after Max closed it behind himself.
*****
Freddy was fast asleep by the time Payton heard the front door open and close announcing Max’s return. From the living room she heard him clumping through the house and through the archway to find her sitting on the sofa reading.
“How did it go?” she asked.
He held his hand out and tipped it side to side. “I think it went alright. I’m guessing all will be revealed Monday.”
He sat heavily on the sofa next to her and for a long time they just looked at each other. After another moment she smiled and stood up and grabbed a bottle of rum she’d been hiding in her bag.
As he watched she popped the lid and took a long drink.
“What the hell are you…?” He started but stopped when she handed the bottle to him.
Max snatched the bottle from her and with his eyes never leaving her face took a long drink.
She knew the moment the liquor started taking effect by the way his shoulders relaxed and his feet planted more heavily on the floor, legs apart as he sat on the sofa looking up at her.
“What are you doing, Payton?”
A smile was her response. She picked up the remote for dimmer and dimmed the lights then used the other remote to switch on the stereo. The room was suddenly thick with renewed sexual tension and a deep pulsing beat of Slave by Britney Spears.
“Payton…” He suddenly looked scared but when she put her finger to her lips giving him a long, “Shhh.” He fell silent.
“Tonight is all about you, Mr Harris,” she purred before turning away, presenting him with her back.
She could feel the heat of his gaze roving down her back, down her legs, back up to her long blonde hair. She smiled at the way his breath hitched when she began to sway.
Payton loved dancing, there was something very freeing about just letting go within the beat of a good song. Her body rocked and swayed, she bent her knees and dipped low then shot back up smoothly adding a sensual flick to her butt.
When she turned to face Max his face was flushed and his hand was resting on his thigh, dangerously close to where she could see his pants tenting.
He didn’t say anything. He was past talking, past arguing he just wanted the girl.
Payton smiled she liked when her guy got to that place. That place where nothing mattered but the woman in his eye-line. And right now that was her.
“I’m not a little girl any more, Mr Harris.” Her voice was husky with her own need.
Slowly, still swaying to the beat, she started to unbutton her blouse. One. Two. Three. She could feel the cool air on her breasts. Four. Five… The blouse fell open revealing her pink lacy bra as it fell to her elbows then dropped to her feet.
And she was dancing again. She pulled her fingers through her long blonde hair, pulling it up high and letting it drop and cascade over her shoulders. Her hands slid over her full breasts, down her stomach, and down to caress her thighs.
She bent down and swung her hair and when she came back up her bra was unhooked and she let it drop.
“Holy shit.” His voice was barely there but his eyes were well focused on her gorgeous round tits.
An odd wild look took over his expression. “You are in so much trouble little girl,” he growled and slid easily to his feet.
For every step towards her she took a step back, her hands over her breasts and a cheeky grin on her face.
“How much trouble, Mr Harris?”
“The kind that’s going to make you scream, little girl.”
She walked backwards and he advanced. It was a dance all it’s own as she negotiated the hallway to his room and backed in. Once inside he kicked the bedroom door closed.
“You sure about this?” He murmured, unbuttoning his shirt with quick impatient hands.
“I’m not a virgin – in case you were wondering.” She thought she should mention.
“Yeah – I kind of guessed that one.” Shirt on the floor his hands moved to the button and zip of his pants as he advanced towards her and she backed away till her back hit the wall
With her back against the wall she watched him advance. The hungry look in his eyes made no illusion of his intentions. The wetness of her arousal pooled and leaked down her thighs.
“I want you, Mr Harris.”
“Max,” he gritted out. “Call me Max.”
Payton sank her teeth into her bottom lip and smiled. “You don’t like when I call you Mr Harris?”
His movement was so sudden it made her gasp. His hands planted against the wall behind her head, hard enough to make it vibrate. “I’m not that bloody much older then you.”
“Oh…” She tipped her head back so she could look him in the eyes. “I guess not.”
He dipped to brush his lips against her and they both gasped and trembled with the excitement of the moment. Finally after months of yearning they were about to find out if their fantasies could stand up to reality. They were going to fuck.
Just as his mouth hovered so close to hers, his hands cupping her breasts, her nipples pebbling against his warm palms, she asked, “I suppose you don’t want me calling you daddy either, huh?”
With a growl so feral she was almost afraid, almost, he grabbed her arm and spun her around to face the wall. In one rough pull her panties were down around her knees and in the next moment he was gripping her hips under her tartan skirt and shoving his hard cock home.
The loud moan he let out as his cock slid deep into her cunt was almost a sob of pure bliss. For a mere second his head rested on her shoulder as he caught his breath and fought for control.
It was all she could do to hold onto the wall, trusting him to keep her in place as he slowly pulled out. The drawing slide of his thick cock out of her soaking pussy felt so good. She almost screamed with the pleasure of it when he thrust back inside.
“Knew you’d be a bad girl, Payton,” he panted into her ear as his lower body rocked pumping his cock in and out, in and out, in and out.
“I’m your bad girl, daddy.”
He moaned against her throat, and pumped harder, his fingers bruising her hips. “Be a – a good girl and – ooh – ooh yeah – touch yourself – rub that little clit .”
She could feel his thighs trembling. He was close. “Are you close, daddy?” she purred even as she did as she was told, opening her nether lips with two fingers and using the third to circle and stroke her already swollen clit, feeling her cunt tighten in response. “Ooh, daddy. Are you about to come in my naughty little slit?”
He let out a yell that rocked the room and fucked his cock hard and fast like a rabid jackhammer into her cunt. She could feel his whole body shaking, his moans and yells of pleasure just went on and on until he thrust once more and held his cock deep as his climax made him cry out and she felt the thickness inside her swell and his seed shoot deeper still.
Two more flicks of her finger on her clit and she was there too. “OH MAX!” She cried out as her own body was flooded with molten white ecstasy.
“Fuck, babe. I can feel you coming around my dick.” He moaned and held her tightly against him as she moaned and gasped through her pleasure.
Afterwards he carried her to the bed and they lay in each other’s arms while their heartbeats slowed.
“That was…” She couldn’t finish – there were no words.
“Yeah it was.” He kissed her, an easy familiar kiss and again. “I had many scenarios in my mind for how something like this might happen.” He kissed her again. “This was in the top ten.”
Payton laughed breathlessly and rolled onto her back, stretching her arms above her head. Her climax left her feeling so loose and relaxed she wished she could just close her eyes and sleep in this wonderful big bed that belonged to … Mr Harris.
Shit.
And there was reality.
Feeling suddenly self-conscious, Payton covered her breasts by crossing her arms and started moving off the bed.
“And where do you think you’re going?” Max sat up beside her.
“Oh, well I thought maybe I should go…” She shrugged and looked everywhere but at him. If anything doing the actual deed had made things worse. Her feelings went a lot deeper than just lust.
For a long time he didn’t say anything. Did that mean he wanted her to go? Maybe he was just relieved that she volunteered to just leave rather than forcing him to make up an excuse.
She felt her eyes prickling but gritted her teeth. She’d wanted this and she would see it through with her head held high. With a resigned nod she made a move to get up but Max stopped her with his hand on her arm. Too easily he pulled her back down onto the pillows then rolled on top, trapping her.
Knees either side of his hips and hands held captive at her sides all she could do was look up at him. When he started kissing her she couldn’t help but kiss him back.
“What –kiss- are –kiss- you –kiss- doing?”
“Never letting you go,” he replied and his gaze was even and serious. “Payton you can’t just leave – I mean unless you really want to – But I don’t think you do.”
“Well of course I want to stay – I just thought…”
“Well you’re wrong.” Max kissed her again. “Payton you’ve been a part of this family for a long time now. I think it’s time you take your rightful place. I’ve spoken to Freddy and he agrees that it’s time for a new step-mummy.”
“You’ve…” She blinked at him unbelieving. “You’ve spoken to Freddy about this?”
“Well… Not this exactly.” He looked down at where his cock had grown rock hard again. “But yeah. If you hadn’t put on your little show I was about to do one of my own.”
Joy was the only word for it. It filled her chest and heated her whole body. When he positioned his cock at her still wet entrance and pushed inside she almost cried with the pleasure of it.
This time it was more controlled, more tender and with a very defined purpose. Max’s thrusts were long and deep and she met him in the middle every time. His cock clutched inside her slick pussy and with every deep thrust her clit was crushed deliciously against his pubis.
They moaned together, moved together, long easy plunges bringing them closer… closer…
“Oh fuck, Payton,” he gasped against her mouth. “I can feel you tightening around my dick… Feels good, babe… You’re milking my cock.”
But she wasn’t listening. Everything just felt too good. His weight crushing her into the bed, the rhythmic pumping of his cock into her hungry cunt, pressing and crushing her clit just right to… to… Oooh.
Her climax was less intense this time but so sweet and just kept going and going. Waves of warm tingly honey flowed through her whole body making her back arch of the bed.
“Oh, babe… Oh, babe…” He whispered the words over and over as his body started trembling and he moaned and rocked through his own wave of orgasmic pleasure.
It was a long time later that she woke him by sitting up on him and impaling herself on his stiff prick.
“So tell me,” she murmured smiling. “Were you planning to go with the naughty school girl dance too or are you more of a fur coat and fishnets kind of guy?”
END
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“I’m
Selena Cherry; I’m thirty-two, blonde and dangerously hot… Oh and
I’m the second most kickass bounty hunter this side of Hotslide
City.”
Selena is on the trail of armed robber, Mike Hicks and she’s not the only one. The high reward on his head has attracted the attention of another bounty hunter, the smoking hot Hunter Rex and the two accomplices in the robbery may just want Mike dead.
Needless to say Mikey-boy is laying low but Selena always gets her man. A sexy trap with her as bait will lead to more than she expected in this high speed erotic tale of sex and danger on the streets of Hotslide City.
Warning: Contains explicit sex scenes, oral sex, hand-jobs, and one climactic gangbang… Enjoy.
Frankie
can’t be within touching distance of her brother’s sexy best
mate, Luke, without getting all hot and wet and ready for action. She
wants him bad in the worst kind of way – In every position
imaginable. The problem? In his eyes she’s still her brother,
Ben’s, kid sister.
But at the upcoming wedding Frankie will get her chance to show him that she is not a little girl any more. She has lots of exciting little kinks and she is ready and able to bring his filthiest fantasy to life.
Warning! This story is strictly for adults only. Explicit sex, dirty talk, oral sex, and role play.