101 EROTICA STORIES (106 page)

“Oh my god!” she exclaimed.

He scrambled to get himself covered as she turned around, “Don’t you know how to knock?” he said angrily.

“I was just coming in to check on you since you didn’t come down for lunch,” she tried to explain, her back still to him. “How the hell was I supposed to know you were doing that?”

“That’s what knocking’s for, so you don’t walk in on anything. And I’m 23, I don’t need you acting like I need a babysitter too.”

“Will you just put some clothes on?”

Jared reached for his basketball shorts once he made sure she wasn’t looking, telling her when it was okay to turn around. He sat hunched at the edge of his bed, embarrassment now creeping up on him as his anger dissipated. What else was he supposed to feel when his kid sister’s hot babysitter walked in on him when he was masturbating?

“I’m sorry,” she said softly. “I didn’t mean to embarrass you.”

He shook his head in dismissal. Truth be told, he wasn’t embarrassed about what he was doing. He was more embarrassed at the fact that it was her he was thinking about.

Kayla eyed him as he kept his head down. She really didn’t mean to embarrass him, but when she passed by his room after putting his sister down for a nap and hearing his voice through the door, she grew curious. The way he practically moaned out her name told her everything she needed to know. She had pressed her ear against his door to listen as he moaned out his fantasy, a wetness pooling between her legs as images invaded her head.

Jared was a very good looking guy, tall and well-built for someone his age. She may have been a few years older than him but that didn’t stop her from thinking he was attractive. And she was actually flattered that he was sexually attracted to her.

“So,” she dragged out. “You want me to ride you like a horse, huh?”

He snapped his head up, eyes wide as he stared at her.

“I heard,” she said with a giggle. “I’m actually flattered,” she confessed. “And uh, judging by what I saw, I’m kinda intrigued.”

“W-what?”

“Have you ever done it?”

“I can’t believe I’m having this conversation with you right now.”

“Well?”

“Well, what?”

“Have you done it before?” The blush that crept up his cheeks told Kayla everything she needed to know. “Wow,” she breathed out. “How are you a virgin when you look like that?”

Jared opened his mouth in question but words failed to form once he realized what she meant.

“If you want,” she started. “I can show you a thing or two.”

“Are you for real?”

Instead of giving him a verbal answer, Kayla replied by pushing him back on the bed and straddling his lap. “Real enough for you?”

“Holy crap!”

“Sshh,” she said, pressing a finger to his lips. “You don’t want Jessie waking up, do you?”

He shook his head, eyes still wide in disbelief that the girl he was fantasizing about just minutes earlier was now sitting on his lap. His eyes rolled to the back of his head when she started gyrating his hips, the friction she was creating was already better than what his hand was able to do.

“You’re a naughty boy,” she said huskily, “jacking off to your sister’s babysitter. How many times have you done that, huh? How many times did I make your cock twitch? How hard do I make you cum in your dreams?”

Jared couldn’t form a coherent thought as she kept dry humping him. Kayla smirked as his eyes darkened with desire watching her on top of him. She took his hands and placed them on her chest, urging him to fondle her breasts. She was in complete control, turning her on even more.

“I still can’t believe this is happening,” he panted. “Are you seriously gonna let me have sex with you?”

“I am,” she said simply. “But before that, I need you to do something for me.”

“Anything.”

“Lick my pussy.”

Jared was happy to oblige. As much as he fantasized about fucking Kayla, he also wondered what it would be like to play with her pussy, to lick it and finger it, to make her cum. He had seen enough porn videos to know what to do but he was still nervous that he wouldn’t do it like she would like.

Kayla slowly took off her clothes, making sure his eyes followed her every move, a sly grin was on her lips when Jared reached into his shorts to stroke his cock. She sat beside him on the bed and told him to get on the floor, spreading her legs apart so he can settle right in front of her. She put her feet up on the edge, her pussy on display for him. “Go ahead,” she urged.

Jared tentatively reached out, his fingers playing in the wet folds. He could smell her sex, the musk invading his senses. Hearing her soft moan when his thumb grazed her clit, he figured that was a good place to start, his mouth closing in on the sensitive nub. Her moans grew deeper when his tongue lapped at her slit, two fingers sinking into her honeyed depths.

“That’s it,” she breathed out. “Pump faster and keep sucking on my clit. You can make me cum just like that.”

He eagerly did as he was told, even adding a third finger to pump into her pussy, his hand soaked with her juices. The delicious friction of his teeth grazing against her clit sent her over the edge, bucking her hips up to his face as she rode out her orgasm.

“If you’re a virgin,” Kayla started to say, breathless. “Where the hell did you learn to do that?”

“Porn,” he replied simply, licking his lips of the traces of her.

“Really?” she asked, her half-lidded eyes looking up at him as he crawled on top of her. “What else did you pick up from watching porn?”

Jared took his cock in his hand and slid it against her wet slit. “I can show you,” he said, thrusting into her.

Tommy threw his pen down, frustrated that he still couldn’t understand what was written on the page. He had to pass his test tomorrow or it’ll drag down his average below what was required for him to stay on the football team. “Whose idea was it to put letters into math equations anyway?” he grumbled to himself.

He was pulled from his thoughts when he heard a knock on his door, soon followed by Alex’s head popping in. “I fixed you a plate of food,” she said. “You’d think better with a full stomach.”

“Thanks,” he said, taking the plate of pasta from her. “Where’s Russ?”

“Watching Finding Nemo for the umpteenth time,” she said with a roll of her eyes.

“Wanna trade?” he asked. “I’ll take those fish over math every time.”

“Algebra with Fulton, right? I took that last year.”

“Aren’t we on the same grade? No wait,” he said, snapping his fingers. “You’re one of those nerds that take advance classes.”

“Shut up!” Alex said, slapping a hand against his arm. “Enjoy your food.”

Tommy sat back down and ate the spaghetti she had brought up, his eyes travelling to his book every so often. When he finished his food, he still didn’t have any luck with the thinking better thing Alex had talked about. And that’s when it hit him.

“Alex!”

She hissed at him from where she was sitting on the couch when he came barreling down the stairs, raising a finger to her lips in a sign to stay quiet. Tommy moved closer and peered over the cushions, finding his 4-year old brother sleeping in her lap.

“Can you help me get him to bed?”

He nodded his head and moved towards the front of the couch. He gingerly picked Russ up and carried him up the stairs to his bedroom, where Alex helped tuck him in bed. She plugged in his night light as Tommy waited by the door.

“What was it you were calling me for?” she asked when she stepped back out in the hallway.

“You already took Mr. Fulton’s class,” he started. “I was wondering if maybe you could help me study.”

“Sure, no problem,” she said.

“I’ll even pay you for it,” he added.

“Don’t worry about it, it’s cool.”

They made the short trip back to his bedroom so Tommy could grab his books before making their way back down to the living room. Alex started asking what it was that he was having trouble understanding so she would know where to start. He sat on the floor and cracked his book open, pointing to a few theorems and techniques that he couldn’t get a handle on.

As patient as she was when she’s babysitting Russ, she was also a patient tutor, going over things step by step until he fully understood, helping him along with problems when he got stuck, giving him pointers on how to remember what equations to use. It was during the study session that Tommy realized another thing. Alex was beautiful.

He hadn’t really spent any time with her in or out of school since they didn’t have the same group of friends. The only time he really saw her was for a few minutes before he and his mom had to leave her to babysit Russ. Whether it was her leaning over and giving him a good look at her face, the smell of her perfume, or the warmth of her skin against his, he wasn’t sure. But something had him stirring. And whatever it was had driven him into a kiss.

He felt her stiffen but she hadn’t pulled away, telling him that she was waiting for him to make another move. Tommy raised a hand to the back of her head, holding her in place as he moved his lips against hers, coaxing her mouth open with his tongue.

Alex started to lean back as the kiss intensified, until she found herself lying on the couch with Tommy straddling her thighs. She gently pushed at his shoulders until he let up, breathlessly asking what was wrong.

“What are we doing?” she asked timidly.

“I say we’re done with algebra and moving on with biology,” he quipped.

She squirmed beneath him until his groan made her aware of a certain problem he was facing, blushing deeply as her thigh brushed against his erection.

“Have you not done this before?”

“I have,” she said shyly. “It just wasn’t the best experience for me. I didn’t really know what I was doing.”

“I can teach you,” he said with a smirk. “That should make us even with the algebra tutoring.”

“Very funny Tommy.”

“Can you honestly tell me that you don’t want this?” he asked, grinding his hips into hers. His smirk grew as Alex fought a moan. “I can make you feel good.”

Tommy trailed a hand down to Alex’s legs, pushing her thighs apart so he could settle between them, her skirt riding up to reveal her panties. He kept on grinding his hips, his jean-clad erection brushing against her cotton-covered center. His actions soon had her at his mercy, pulling him down to her so she could initiate a kiss.

He slid his hand into her panties, a finger tracing her wet slit before sinking into her honeyed depths. Alex moaned into his mouth as he pumped his finger in and out of her, his thumb brushing against her clit every so often.

“Does that feel good?” he asked, knowing the answer before she even managed to nod her head. Alex was already dripping wet and neither of them was naked yet.

Wanting to give Tommy just as much pleasure, she slipped her own hand down his pants, stroking his cock in rhythm to each pump of his finger. “Do you like the feel of my cock in your hand?” he breathed into her ear. “Imagine what that’ll feel like in your little pussy, how it’s gonna fuck you hard, how it’s gonna make you scream.”

Alex was going crazy, both from his words and how his hand was working her over. He had two fingers pumping into her now, his thumb pressing harder against her clit. “Oh fuck, Tommy,” she said raggedly.

“Cumming?”

“Yes,” she moaned. “Oh fuck, yes.”

Tommy kissed her forcefully, drowning out the sound of her moans, fingers still pumping into her as she rode out her orgasm.

“Oh wow,” she said as their lips parted.

“I haven’t even fucked you yet,” he said smugly. “We have a whole other lesson in my bedroom.”