Don't Tell Mom The Babysitter's Bred - Parts 10 and 11 [M44/F22] [Age Gap] [DILF] [Curvy College Babysitter] [Mdom] [Brat Taming] [Spanking] [Plugged] [Big Cock] [Sore Pussy] [Aggressive FSub] [Intense F Orgasm] [Sloppy Blowjob] [Cum on Face/Tits] [Yandere Themes]

Previous Parts Available Here: Part 1, Parts 2 and 3, Parts 4 and 5, Parts 6 and 7, Parts 8 and 9

Please note, other referenced adult characters: M40s/F42/F21

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Part 10

OK, now I’m drunk...

The bathroom spins as I unbutton my booze-drenched shirt, smell of tequila overpowering. Briefly, I consider whether it’s salvageable, but quickly decide otherwise, throwing it in the trash. Trying to explain to Heather how I ended up half-drowned in off-brand liquor just isn’t worth the effort.

 Tearing open the plastic wrap of the freebie T-shirt, I see Erika’s note. 

‘Rear parking lot, red Ford sedan (the old one – don’t judge!). My shift ends at 11, see you then? xx’

What’s waiting for me, I wonder? What plan have they cooked up? Mia using Erika to tempt me – watching to see what I’ll do, how I’ll react.

But how should I handle it? What can I do to teach her a lesson? Pass Mia’s test but get my own back too. Exact some sort of appropriate punishment... Good girl, she is not.

Pulling the cheap Honkers shirt over my head, I put out a hand to steady myself, whole room lurching as soon as my eyes are covered. Wrestling my way into the tight grey freebie, thin material stretched over my broad chest and big shoulders, I grin and shake my head when I catch sight of myself in the mirror, winking goose logo on my chest looking ridiculous.

Short of a few grey hairs and laugh-lines, I don’t look far off my college best though. I rarely feel confident enough to show off, but my gym routine has helped fight off the middle-aged flab that’s afflicted Ken and Rick. Of our friend group, it’s only me and Alan who’ve resisted the slide into ‘dad-bod’ territory. 

Splashing water on my face, I try to sober up a bit. Work out what to do. Slow smile spreading on my face as I hatch a plan...

*

“I’ll see you guys for brunch at the hotel tomorrow though, yeah?” I nod at my friends around our table, all looking worse for wear now. Rick looks the most aware of the three, so I push a few folded bills in his direction. “Let me know if you need more – I’ll cover the spa if you like.”

This is our little reunion tradition: Go hard, drink lots – then brunch and some sort of detox for the day after. For years, we’d pretend we were only doing the self-care bit to make our wives jealous, before admitting we all secretly looked forward to the spa treatments more than the booze... 

Rick narrows his eyes and gives me a knowing grin, easing his wallet from his pocket before reaching for the cash in front of him. 

“You’re staying, then?” He asks, eyebrows raised, following my eyeline to where Erika’s delivering drinks to another table.

“Yeah... There’s something I’ve got to do.” I answer, flashing our little blonde waitress a big smile when she looks over. Enjoying her laugh as I strike a pose in this ridiculous shirt, flirting hard, hoping Mia’s watching...

Rick looks at the blushing girl watching me, shaking his head in disbelief. 

“Or someone you’ve gotta do... Little young for you, isn’t she, Liam?” He sighs, only half serious. “Ah, fuck it, ignore me – Ken was right, I’m just jealous... Just be careful though, yeah?”

“I will,” I answer, still grinning at Erika as she bites her lip and tucks her hair behind her ear. In my peripheral vision, I catch Mia watching intently - gorgeous, curvy brunette glaring at me from over at the bar. 

“Don’t worry, buddy - I’ve got a plan.”

*

I make sure the guys have left before I make my move.

Grinning and waving as I watch Rick and Alan help a near-comatose Ken to their waiting Uber. Stood out front with the smokers, I’m able to make out the little parking lot at the back of the building

I find Erika’s car quickly. A frog-eyed, maroon Taurus that’s at least twenty years old, likely a hand-me-down or something. She’s parked at the back of the little lot behind the bar, near a free-standing wall that separates the property from scrubland behind. It’s pretty dark out here, the only available light coming from a weak, jaundiced sodium lamp above some dumpsters about twenty feet away.

I’m alone out here. I’m early, there’s still about half an hour before Erika’s shift finishes. But I want to see how the two girls play this. How they plan to spring their trap...

Making my way over to the wall, I realize there’s a gap to the side. Somewhere I can hide myself. Out of sight but still able to keep the Taurus in view. It’s a warm night, but there’s a stiff breeze now, making it feel colder. Thankfully I’m sheltered where I’m hunkered against the wall.

The staff exit door bangs open as the wind catches it – whipping round to slam against the handrail. Erika peers out into the dark parking lot from the top of the stairs.

“I can’t see him... Are you sure he left with the others? Hate to say it, Mia, but he was giving me some pretty strong signals earlier.” The breeze carries her words to my hiding spot.

Then I see Mia, or rather just her face – hugging the doorframe while she leans out to check the area.

“Yeah, maybe he’s still here… OK, stick to the plan,” The pretty brunette slowly emerges from the back door to join her co-conspirator. “You finish up and I’ll check the bar again.”

“You sure you want to hang around for this bit?” Erika answers, “If he shows, I can bring him to the hotel like we planned. You can confront him there, avoid having to see the… Well, you know…”

The dark-haired girl at the top of the stairs smiles sadly at her friend. 

“Moment of betrayal?” She sighs, “No, I need to be sure, Erika, you know that... I had high hopes for this one. If he’s just like the others, I need to see it.”

“OK - Your call...” Her little blonde companion answers with a sigh. “But just to be clear, I’m not gonna hold back. If he’s out here later, I’m gonna treat him just like all the rest – really test him, OK?”

Mia nods, giving Erika a quick hug before they both disappear back inside. 

I make my way back out to the front, rubbing my arms against the chill wind. The cold helping to sober me up, but I’m still cursing the thin shirt I’ve been forced to make do with.

That gives me an idea, though…

The bright-eyed staff member at the desk beams at me as I approach, spotting my T-shirt. It’s late, but she greets me enthusiastically. 

“Hello, sir – welcome to Honkers! Loving the shirt! Shall I ask one of the girls to find you a table, or would you like to wait at the bar for the rest of your party?”

“Thanks, yeah,” I answer, glancing down at the winking goose stretched over my chest. Looking behind her the shelves of branded merch on the wall – “Actually, I got given this earlier and I know my girlfriend’s gonna be jealous! I was thinking I should probably get one for her too – what size do the white ones go up to?”

“The original? They go up to a large… But I should warn you, they’re fitted, so if she’s on the bigger side, it’ll be pretty snug.”

“That’s perfect… thanks.” I hand over my card. “We’ll just be at the bar.”

“Of course!” She answers helpfully, “Take a seat, I’ll bring it over…”

*

Mia’s looking away when I take the stool next to hers, her eyes scanning the seating area for any sign of me. I check my watch – twenty minutes before Erika’s expecting me at the car. Plenty of time.

I lean closer, enjoying the smell of her perfume – not as ‘girly’ as Erika’s. Classic, richer. Elegant, even. Yet another thing that contradicts her age. Add it to the list I guess… The incredible confidence she has, curvy body giving her such presence. The way she can shift from soft and submissive to strong and dominant – I’m getting turned on just thinking about it.

But this isn’t about letting Mia have her way. Not today. 

My good girl’s been bad. And she needs to be punished for it.

“Buy you a drink?” Her head whips round as soon as she hears my voice, mouth falling open in surprise. A dark, guilty blush climbing her neck. This is a first. I don’t think I’ve seen her off balance like this before.

“I was going to wring tequila out of my shirt for you – let you share some of the horrible shit your friend nearly drowned me with… But I’m not that much of an asshole.”

“Mr B… How did you?” She begins, falling silent when the girl from the front desk arrives with my purchase, handing Mia the bag with a wide smile, assuming it’s for her. 

“Alan saw you looking over” I explain. “Plus, Erika laid it on a bit thick, don’t you think?”

“The ‘patient guys fuck better’ speech?” Mia answers, looking inside the bag and frowning. “I taught her that - you didn’t like it? I guess I should've known you'd see through it..." She reaches in and holds up the little Honkers vest, supposed ‘large’ size comically small against her big chest. 

“That’s not the point.” I reply, keeping an eye out for Erika, trying not to get distracted by Mia’s bust. “You shouldn’t have tested me like that…”

“So,... Is this my punishment, daddy?” Mia asks playfully, laying the tiny vest over her huge tits, giving me a hot stare despite the blush still staining her cheeks. “You’re gonna make me wear this for you? Act the busty slut while you teach me a lesson?”

I flash her a dark smile, baring my teeth – “Not quite… The vest is for later - so you’ve got something to change into after the mess I'm going to make of you…” I watch her eyes widen as the tension builds between us. “I mean, you ruined my shirt, so it’s only fair I get to ruin yours, right?”

She bites her lip, and stares at me hungrily. Mia’s flushed, exhilarated nod making my cock swell.

“Good. Now follow me.”

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Part 11

The accessible bathroom near the welcome desk is empty – no one around to see us hurry inside. I pull the ‘cleaning in progress’ tape across to give us some extra privacy, but we’re so far from the bar, it doesn’t really matter.

I’m kissing Mia as soon as the door’s locked, enjoying her apprehension – knowing she’s nervous about what’s in store for her.

“You know you’ve been bad, don’t you?” I growl,  grabbing a fistful of her hair and yanking her head back to look at me. 

“Yes, daddy...” She answers, tone meek but her eyes smoldering. Ready to submit, but letting me know she’s still in there. 

“And what do bad girls get, Mia?” I ask as I bend down to kiss her neck, my free hand working open the buttons on her little jean shorts while she gasps and squirms with anticipation.

“P-punished… They get punished.”

“That’s right,” Spinning her round to face the mirror before bending her over the sink. Tugging her shorts off her gorgeous fat ass. Yanking them down her thick thighs until they’re at her ankles. Pretty peach-colored panties all that’s left between me and her soft, bare cheeks…

“Now, try not to scream.” 

She manages to stay quiet for the first three spanks - each ringing smack echoing loudly off the tiles as Mia stifles her moans. Knuckles white where she’s gripping the edge of the hand basin, big tits pressed up against the porcelain sink.

The third makes her whimper. The fourth makes her moan. Knees trembling, thighs pressed together. Skin under my stinging palm flushed and burning now. A deep, angry red radiating heat and shame - bright edge around each handprint slowly darkening to match the rest of Mia's backside.

I adapt my angle for the fifth, spanking her other cheek, the next as well. Her deep groans leaving me rock hard – my eyes fixed on the wet spot spreading where her panties are pulled tight between her cheeks.

I can’t believe how turned on she is already. I’ve barely started and she’s soaked through… Thick thighs shaking, knees pushed together as she rolls her hips and squirms.

Like she’s cumming…

Spank seven lands oddly as she twists in discomfort, sobbing and moaning like a little whore. Heel of my hand hitting the meat of her ass, fingers swatting close to the wet heat between her legs. Before I lift my hand away, I feel my thumb brush something hard. Something wedged between her cheeks.

Pausing while I try to work out what it is…

“No…” Mia pants, struggling against the grip I’ve got on her hair. “Wait, daddy not yet… Don’t look, just keep going – I’m so fucking close to cumming again!”

Ignoring Mia, I start easing the waistband of her panties off her wide hips. Curvy girl clenching and squirming in place, begging me to keep spanking. To teach her a lesson. Panting and pleading…

Then I see it. That little flash of rose-gold color against her skin. 

Roughly tugging her underwear away to reveal it fully - the jewelled buttplug nestled between her soft cheeks. Scent of her incredible pussy making my mouth water as I see the dripping mess below. Mia fucking soaked for me, juices leaking down her thighs. Engorged, puffy lips of her shaved cunt flushed a deep, dark pink – practically throbbing before my eyes…

Knowing what I want, she reaches back to pull herself open, presenting her holes with a low moan of longing.

“I was going to tell you…” 

“Is this for me?” I ask, tapping my finger on the plug while she moans. Letting go of her so she can turn and look at me.

“Kinda?… Honestly, Mr B, I wanted to ride you like yesterday if you passed my loyalty test tonight – but I woke up so fucking sore this morning…” She laughs at my concerned reaction. “Don’t worry, daddy, I’m just bruised – not broken. But I knew my pussy couldn’t go another round today. So, I… thought I’d give you my ass instead. The plug was to try and get me warmed up – I didn’t think I’d cum with it in, but the way you were spanking around it just felt so fucking good.”

I can’t take my eyes off her. Everything plump and fat and leaking… 

“Hardly a punishment though, is it?” I murmur, giving the plug a gentle pull. Watching Mia’s eyes roll back as she gasps in pleasure. 

“I know - but it feels so good, daddy… Please?”

I let my fingers slide off the slick base of the toy stretching Mia’s asshole, stroking lower. Stunned at the drooling mess of her swollen sex. The heat of her puffy folds hard to believe as my fingertips start to explore.

“Wha- Mmmm, fuck.” She swallows and moans. “Just be careful - I’m so sensitive...”

“Sore, huh?... You really want to cum again?” I murmur softly, with just a slight edge of menace. She nods slowly, eyes wide – knowing what I’m about to do. “Well, you’re going to have to earn it this time, Mia – only good girls get to cum…”

I slide my fingers to her entrance, teasing her, feeling her tense and arch as I ease them inside.

Breathing hard, I unzip my fly with my free hand, unbuttoning my pants and easing my throbbing cock out. Mia watching hungrily as my huge dick springs free.

“I can’t, daddy... I want to, but I’m scared it’s gonna hurt – I’m so sore and sensitive...”

Her words timid, but her dark stare hot and hungry – brown eyes blazing as they meet mine. Silently demanding; fill me, fuck me - make me scream. 

I position myself behind her, pressing the head of my thick dick against the hot, melting mess of her cunt. “Just say ‘red’ if it’s too much, OK?” I whisper as she looks at me in the mirror, biting her lip with longing.

“Do it – make me fucking take it, Mr B. Teach your bad little brat a lesson she’ll never forget, daddy.” Mia whispers. Gasping, then groaning loudly as I start to push inside. White-hot pussy gradually spreading to accept the tip, width of my girthy cock stretching her open.

Wet as she is, I can tell this is a struggle. Mia’s eyes going wide in panic when I give her more - feeling my meat rub against the flared toy in her backside. Both holes stuffed full...

“Fuck, yes... That’s it...” She groans, teeth clenched. “Punish me. Use this bad little cunt, daddy – make it hurt.”

I fuck her slowly, grabbing her hips, letting my fingers spread and grip her soft flesh. Locking eyes with the dark-haired beauty in the mirror as her hot little hole creams and drips, surrendering to me. Reading her face for cues – thrusting only a fraction of my normal depth, ready to pull out if it looks like it’s too much. I can feel her tightening already though - Mia’s eyes rolling back, bruised walls of her tender pussy betraying her. Greedy little cunt desperate to cum, despite the discomfort she’s fighting.

Shaking now, back arched – Mia grunting through clenched teeth each time I push inside and the meat of my dick slides against the toy in her ass.

“Please,” She groans,  staring at me in the mirror, eyes wide with need. “I’ve earned it now... Please let me cum on your cock.”

“Say it. Say you’re sorry.”

Mia’s eyes flash with anger. Dark stare burning hot as she wrestles with herself – fighting with her need for control and my demand for a true act of contrition. 

I give her a fraction more length, thrusting a hint deeper. Hearing her moan and whimper in response before she answers.

“Unngh, fuucck... OK, OK!” She gasps, furious, hands reaching back to claw at my forearms, clearly at her limit. “I’m sorry, OK?” Face softening as our eyes meet again, contrite now. Submissive.

“I’m sorry, daddy... Please let me cum...”

I don’t say anything. Garbing her forearms to pull her upright. Feeling the underside of my cock drive against the front of her pussy as her eyes roll back and she gives a soft, needy wail. Wrapping an arm around her shoulders, I push my other hand down over her belly, heel pressing against where my thick cock is pushing out from inside her.

Fingers on her clit, I take her to the edge. Fucking her with shallow thrusts, thick enough to hit both her g-spot and the back wall of her pussy where the toy’s bulging in. Huge tits bouncing as I drive into Mia from behind - rubbing her slick clit until she’s holding her breath and shuddering...

“Oh!... Oh fuck! That's it!! I'm cumming, daddy - I'm cumming on your cock...” Mia’s shrill, whispered cry barely leaves her lips before she’s convulsing in my grip. Pussy gripping and clenching as she spasms around me. Gushing, pushing me out as she cums brutally hard, juices dripping down her thighs.

“Oh, God...” She groans, sagging, clearly struggling now. “Red, red, red...”

I ease out of her and wrap the curvy, shaking girl in my arms. Holding her while she trembles and shudders. Letting her gasp her way through the last of her climax. 

“Sorry Mr B, I wanted to let you finish inside, but it just got too much.” She looks up and smiles weakly at me, drained, but still with more than a little fire in her eyes. “Maybe I could offer you another hole to use for that?” 

I grin back, my original plan now back on the table... “How’s this – you and your friend ruined my shirt, so I think it’s only fair I ruin yours. What do you say?” 

Mia laughs, nodding. Nervous but clearly up for it. I love how playful she is, even after I’ve taken her right to her limits with that last orgasm. 

“OK, but I’m not kidding – I want it fucking sloppy, Mia. I want to be able to wring the spit out of your vest by the time we’re done. I want you messy as fuck – then we’re even. Deal?”

Mia answers by sinking to her knees, quickly reaching behind to unhook her bra and tug it out from under her vest. I still can’t get over how stunning she is - nipples stiff under the thin material, huge tits hanging heavy against the spindly straps as she leans forward. Holding the base of my cock and eagerly lowering her mouth towards the tip, letting a single bead of spit spill from her thick lower lip... 

“Like this, daddy?”

Holy shit, that’s hot.

The view is unlike anything I’ve ever seen. 

Mia looking up from between my thighs just minutes later, eyes streaming with tears as she throats my cock and gags again. Snot and thick strands of spit dripping off her chin. Yellow vest soaked through now, clinging to her big tits where they’re swaying in time with the bobbing of her head. My eyes rolling back as she holds my thighs and takes me deep once more. 

She’s making it last… Teasing me, like I teased her. Submitting to denial only to exact her own… Clever girl.

She brings me to the edge again, third time now. My fists tightening in her hair, fighting the urge to just grip her skull and fuck her mercilessly. Shoot down her throat while she’s choking… I don’t though, appreciating her for the master she is. Letting her take control.

Enjoying the view…

Mia’s bare ass pushed back - huge, heart-shaped outline decorated with the jewelled plug. Glinting in the light as she rolls her impossibly wide hips and leans forward to take me deep once more.  I can just about see her shorts and panties, bundled between her ankles. Peach cotton of her underwear soaked through, this amazing girl’s juices practically running out of her now.

She lifts her head off my cock, gasping. Spitting over my shaft and rubbing it in. Stroking my cock with dark adoration…

“Ready?” She whispers, grinning, and I nod desperately. Thighs shaking as I feel it coming. “You gonna cum for me, daddy? You ready to shoot your load over your good girl?”

I nod, mouth wide – low groan all I can manage, feeling the most immense pressure peaking under my heavy balls. 

She strokes me with one hand as she tugs her vest down with the other. Finally revealing her huge, spit-soaked tits in all their glory, little nipples bolt hard as she pinches them for me.

“Oh fuck…” I moan, feeling myself reach the point of no return. Taking over, jerking my cock so she can finish too. “Cum with me, Mia…”

She closes her eyes just in time, leaning back as the first spurts hit her chin and neck. Then more – so much more. Erupting out of me to coat her tits – thick, heavy ropes lashing her chest. Hot cum coating my good girl, claiming her. The smile on her face pure joy as she rubs her juicy cunt, catching drips of spunk on her fingers before they run into her cleavage, licking it up. 

Gasping and shaking as her hand becomes a blur against her mound. Mia smothering a hard, strained cry of release as she cums hard at my feet, falling forward. I watch in stunned silence as she falls apart, heaving and groaning, shiny plug buried in her asshole dancing in time with the twitching of her wide cheeks as she submits to another climax overwhelming her tender, bruised cunt.

“Even?” She gasps after a few seconds. Looking up at me through tear-stained lashes, beyond beautiful despite the mess I’ve made of her.

“Even.” I answer with a breathless grin. “But what are we going to do about your friend?”

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Thanks for reading! Hope you liked that one. Stay tuned to see what's in store for Erika... Part 12 available soon :)