("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._ `6_ 6 ) `-. ( ).`-.__.`) (_Y_.)' ._ ) `._ `. ``-..-' _..`--'_..-_/ /--'_.' ,' (((' (((-((('' (((( K R I S T E N' S C O L L E C T I O N _________________________________________ WARNING! This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age, PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!! _________________________________________ Scroll down to view text -------------------------------------------------------- This work is copyrighted to the author © 2006. Please don't remove the author information or make any changes to this story. You may post freely to non-commercial "free" sites, or in the "free" area of commercial sites. Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- Naughty Nanny by Steve (address withheld) *** A respectable young woman hired as a nanny turns out to have a lot of repressed energy, just waiting to be released. (MF, exh, oral) *** With three children and two high-powered, demanding jobs, we needed to make some decisions about child care when my wife decided to return to work. After much research and discussion, we decided to hire a nanny, a decent, Christian nanny, figuring she'd have the right values to teach our children. After using a couple of on-line search services, we narrowed down the field of applicants to one candidate and made her a job offer. Jill was eager to start and excited to be working children, as she one day looked forward to having a few of her own. It took about a month after she started for all of us to settle into a nice, comfortable routine. Jill fit right in to our family and although we all respected each other's privacy, we'd all commonly wear pajamas around the house later in the evening and on weekend mornings. Normally, Jill wore the usual, comfy baggy PJ's you'd expect a 22-year-old girl to wear but then I noticed, when my wife was on overnight business trips, she'd wear a different set, a much tighter-fitting pair of PJ's. I avoided staring but the curve of her tight, narrow ass really stretched the fabric and it was obvious from her nipples that always protruded that she never wore a bra underneath that set of PJ's. I never made any attempt to hide my erection but I never caught her checking it out, either. I'd masturbate every night my wife was away and Jill wore those PJ's. My wife's job took her away on travel more than mine. As a result, I developed a closer relationship with Jill. We'd talk about various things after the girls were down for the night; on weekends, she'd hang out with me and the girls, running errands or just lounging around the pool. Always, whenever the kids weren't around, Jill and I would talk and laugh. It's easy to see, now, how we fell in love - at the time it was all so natural. I learned that although Jill didn't have a boyfriend and didn't date much, she wasn't a virgin. Chaste, but not pure, was the way she put it. She learned that my marriage was just OK and that I would have preferred to have more children than to have my wife return to work. Jill and I learned a great deal about each other, the first six months she worked for us. I don't know when we reached the point of familiarity that we did but one Wednesday evening, my wife away (again) on an overnight business trip, Jill came up for a snack wearing a pair of white cotton panties and a white T-shirt. Her nipples were hard, as big as the tip of my pinky, and standing straight out. Her long, slender legs curved up from her red-painted toenails to her beautiful hips, the arc of her inner thighs drawing fixing my gaze right on her pubic mound. My erection caught in my pajama bottoms, the tip of my penis jammed against the fabric, causing a huge tent in my crotch. I reached down to adjust myself; Jill gave me a long look, smiled, grabbed a drink and headed back to down to her bedroom. I almost followed her but went to my room and jerked off, instead. Two other nights, that month, Jill wore the same thing. I responded by abandoning my pajamas and wearing just a black boxer brief. It did nothing to hide my erection but, then, she did nothing to hide her nipples. In August, my wife took an extended business trip, gone for two weeks. The first night was the usual visual feast but on the second night, Jill surprised by complaining about a stiff neck. She asked me to rub her neck and shoulders, which I rapidly agreed to do. She seated herself on an ottoman in front of me and I dug into her neck muscles with my fingers, massaging her stiff flesh. Little sighs and moans of pleasure escaped from her mouth as I rubbed, around and around. "Jill", I said. "Hmmmm?" she hummed. "Not that I'm complaining but for a "Christian" girl, you sure have been dressing provocatively, lately." "Uh, huh" was her reply. "So, uh, any reason in particular?" I asked. "Yeah". She turned halfway around, smiled and said "I thought you might enjoy seeing me half-naked." "Um, yes. Yes, I do! So you've been dressing like that just for me?" Turning back, she said "Of course. Now rub my shoulders, arms, and back. In fact, let me make this easier for you." With that, she crossed her arms in front of herself, grasped the bottom edges of her T-shirt, and pulled it off with one fluid movement. Flinging it across the room, she said "Please rub my back, it feels so good!" I began massaging and rubbing her back but before long the thought of her bare breasts hanging down in front of me, just with reach... well, I'm not certain I did it on purpose but the next thing I knew, my hands were sliding around her ribs and cupping her perfect 34B breasts, my fingers tweaking and pinching her firm nipples. Jill sighed, gave out a little moan, and leaned back against me. She turned her head and we kissed, awkwardly at first but she twisted around on the ottoman, facing me, my fingers pulling and twisting her nipples as her tongue thrust into my mouth, me biting her lips, her hand reaching down to my crotch. "Ohhhh, Jill! Oh, God, are you sure you want to do this?" Stupid me, questioning a hot, half-naked young girl right in front of me! Would have served me right if she'd had second thoughts! "Remember when I said I wanted to have children some day?" Jill asked, as her hand reached into my boxer briefs and began fondling my balls. "Yeah?" "Remember when you told me you always wanted more kids, instead of her going back to work?" I could see where she was going with this but I only said, "Yeah?" "Well, let's make some babies, you and me." By then, we'd both wriggled out of our underwear. I pulled her back onto me as we fell onto the lounger, her warm soft body pressing against mine, my erection pressed up against her belly, her smooth, shaved crotch rubbing against my upper thigh. I sucked on her tongue for a few minutes, groping her sweet, soft ass, letting her dry-hump herself against my leg. "She'll figure it out, sooner or later," I said. "So what? You know she's probably banging some junior account exec on those business trips she takes. You should have some fun, too. Besides, baby, I've fallen in love with you, all the time we spend together. I want you to make me pregnant, a lot. I want you to make lots and lots of babies inside of me, as many as we can, so I can always be your nanny and your lover!" What man could resist that? I kissed her, tenderly, deeply. We got up from the lounger and went back into my... our, bedroom. She laid down on the bed, her long blonde hair spreading out around the pillow, her erect nipples rising and falling with each breath, her legs slightly spread, one knee slightly bent, her pussy lips just wet enough and lying open in invitation. I kneeled over her, kissed her again, positioned the tip of my cock against her labia and slid into her in one smooth thrust. She shuddered as my cock stopped, about halfway into her. I pulled out a bit, rotated my hips to moisten my shaft with her wetness, and pushed again into her tight, warm pussy. Again, I withdrew a bit, pushed back in, out, in, my cock finally sliding all the way into her warm, moist cunt, our bodies joined as one. I began thrusting, now, in and out, pausing, piercing, teasing, in and out, wiggling, slamming, slowing, her breath coming more rapidly as my cock teased in and out of her wet, slick sex, jamming, pulling, pushing, her breath now ragged, her breasts heaving, her fingers digging into my back as she suddenly arches her back, stiffens and screams, "Oh, shit, I'm cumming! I'm cumming! Cum in me Steve, cum in me now!" My balls roil as they uncoil and loosen their load, my hot semen, loaded with sperm, erupting from my testicles, squirting with force deep into Jill's vagina, pulse after pulse, my seed implanting itself inside her... Waking up, half atop Jill, I gently stroke her face, her breast, her thigh. She awakens, smiles. We kiss. "I love you," she says. "I know. I love you, too", I reply. When my wife returns, she knows. I don't know how she knows, she just does. She tells me "Why don't you have Jill move into the bedroom with you and I'll take her room, downstairs. It's got that outside entrance I can use for entertaining my 'business associates'." END * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime, so take good care of it! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Kristen's collection - Directory 41