Don't Tell Mom The Babysitter's Bred - Parts 12 and 13 [M44/F21/F22] [Age Gap] [DILF] [Petite Blonde Waitress] [Sexual Tension] [Mdom] [Teasing/Orgasm Denial] [Car Sex] [Tight Fit] [Very Wet] [Cumming on Big Cock] [Multiple F Orgasms] [Yandere Themes]

Previous Parts Available Here: Part 1, Parts 2 and 3, Parts 4 and 5, Parts 6 and 7, Parts 8 and 9, Parts 10 and 11

Please note, other referenced adult characters: M40s/M20s

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Part 12

“You’re absolutely sure.”

“Yes.” Mia answers while she adjusts the Honkers vest straining to contain her, staring back confidently at me from the mirror.

“Because... And sorry if I’m not understanding this – but you realize Erika is going to try and make something happen. You get that, right?”

“That’s the plan, yeah...” 

The buxom coed grins and narrows her eyes. A playful expression that’s looks cute on her freshy washed face. Even without make-up, she’s beautiful... It catches me off-guard, Mia interpreting my silence for embarrassment.

 “What’s the matter, Mr B? You’re not nervous*,* are you?”

Of Erika? No. 

Of Mia’s reaction to what might happen in the back seat of the red Taurus parked out back? 

Definitely... 

I know this is somehow part of her test – I just don’t know how. ‘Loyalty 2.0’, I guess... My first successful pass through Mia’s moral minefield immediately followed by another iteration. 

I don’t get it though - I’ve proven I’m not some horny older guy who’ll chase any cute distraction, so what else is she trying to establish? Honestly - I kind of hoped Mia would call it all off once she’d been rumbled, that we’d sneak out of this bathroom together to find a blushing Erika ready to explain all and apologize for her part in all this. Then I’d get to go and have some fun with Mia at her apartment before heading home – claiming that little rose-gold butt plug as my trophy for having sleuthed my way through her machinations. Stretching her dusky-pink asshole with my thick cock a hard-earned prize for passing tonight’s tests... 

What I wasn’t expecting was this. The dark-haired beauty staring at me from in the mirror suggesting I keep my rendezvous with her blonde co-conspirator. That I ‘go and enjoy myself’ before we head out.

“Nervous? No... Why would I be nervous?” I attempt to cover my unease. Trying to relax and stop worrying. Lean into the prospect of getting to hook up with these two incredible girls in the same night. Stop looking for a catch.

Mia turns from the bathroom mirror and steps close, pulling my hands onto her hips, smiling when she sees me ogling her chest. White cotton of the ribbed, scoop-neck vest top stretched thin over her huge, braless tits.    

“You like how it looks, daddy?” She teases, swaying gently, looking down with me, pushing her elbows together to show off her cleavage.

I feel her hand explore the front of my pants as I smile and nod, words failing me, my swollen cock doing the talking. Telling Mia exactly how I much I like it.

“Does that get you hard, Mr B?  Thinking about all the guys lusting after me while I’m in here waiting for you?” She murmurs as she continues to stoke me. “All of them wishing they could touch me... Take me home. Fuck me...” She guides my hand up from her waist, sighing with delight as my fingers close around her breast, lightly pinching her nipple. 

“Does it turn you on?”  She continues, “Knowing how desperate they are to have what’s yours?” Mia’s husky murmur making my pulse race. “Yours alone, daddy... Your good girl. Soaking wet, prepped and plugged for you - aching to please you any way she can.”

Mia’s whispered words have me panting, knowing she’s teasing, that she’s playing me... But longing to tear into her, nonetheless.

“Just think about that while you’re enjoying your ‘reward’, daddy...” She breathes against my cheek, leaning into my groping hands and sighing with pleasure.  “Don’t give Erika what you know belongs to me. What I crave... What I need. Save it up, daddy. Save it all for your good girl... I promise it’ll be worth it.”

So that’s it.   

Look. Touch. Taste... But don’t cum. 

That’s it. That’s the test. Show Mia how I’ll deny myself. Trial by fire... Strangle my lust in service to her. Submit to Erika’s attempts to lead me astray; endure the torture of pleasure without release , the temptation to give in and let go. Resist, withstand, deny... All so I can give it to Mia instead.

Cum for her and her alone.

Fuck, that’s hot. 

I’m in.

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Erika’s waiting for me in the deserted rear parking lot. 

Mia’s co-conspirator trying to look nonchalant – leant against the hood of her Taurus in a zip-up hoodie, checking her phone. I know she’s reading Mia’s instructions – the rules of engagement she's cooked up: Erika to be left in the dark about me having rumbled the pair of them. Mia texting to say she ‘can’t find me anywhere’, that I must have left with the others or gone out to the rear lot already. 

Confirming that if I approach the car - anything goes...

Erika looks gorgeous. Hair down now she’s off shift, mid length blonde waves framing her heart-shaped face. Petite, that hoodie nearly long enough to cover her orange satin shorts, almost making it look as though she’s got no bottoms on. Smooth legs looking long compared to her torso, but only in proportion to her stature. In reality, she’s tiny, maybe five foot tall, but only just – eyeline barely at my chest.

She gives a big smile as I wander over. The momentary hesitation on her features gone in a heartbeat, features schooled, embodying the temptress role she’s promised her friend she’ll adopt tonight. Seeing this loyalty test through to its conclusion, unaware how the rules have changed...

“Hey, handsome - I was hoping you’d show."The little blonde greets me, "Suits you, by the way" - she adds, gesturing at the cheap *Honkers-*branded freebie I’m wearing. “Not too warm though, is it?” She laughs, her eyes flicking over my shoulders and broad chest, noticing my nipples rising in the cold. Leaning forward off the hood, she reaches out a hand – “You want to come sit inside? We'll be much warmer, I guarantee...”

She joins me on the rear bench once she’s started the engine, country music drifting through the speakers as soon as the radio wakes. I smile to myself. Pretending to ignore her attempts to subtly start the video app on her phone while she’s plugging it into charge by the shifter. 

Mia must have asked her to collect evidence. 

Good – now it’s a real challenge...

It’s awkward between us at first, but, like the cabin, Erika soon warms up. Apologising and laughing about the tequila waterboarding – trying to blame it all on my buddy Ken, as if I don’t know it was a team effort designed to throw me off balance...  Soon we’re chatting about her job, what it’s like to embody the various fantasies customers in her section are hoping to explore when they wave her over. Searching for cues to fit with their desires; some after someone they can objectify, or a flirty girl who laughs at their jokes. Others hoping for a soft-spoken confidante... Kindness. A sympathetic ear.

“And me?” I ask, as Erika unzips her hoodie and shrugs it off her shoulders, revealing the little strappy Honkers vest beneath, goose motif winking like it knows the answer already... “What did you think I was after tonight?”

“Couldn’t you tell?” She answers quietly, shuffling closer. Looking up at me, eyes hot. “I thought I made it pretty clear... even before I straddled your lap and poured neat liquor all over you.”

“The ‘older men do it better’ speech?” I blush, grinning at the memory. “Yeah, that was good – gotta admit, you grabbed my attention with that... So – was that you setting the scene, then? Am I one of your ‘patient’ guys, Erika? The type you’ve been chasing?”

“Only one way to find out...” She whispers, closing the gap between us. Hand on my thigh moving further toward my hip, soft heat of her body against mine. She pauses, breath shivering in her throat, lips just a fraction of an inch from mine, waiting for me to take the bait.

My knowing smile catches her off guard... For a moment, she’s confused.

But as soon as our lips meet, she’s kissing me hungrily. Passion building as I stroke her arms and tease the straps of her vest away from her shoulders. Waiting for the hand on my thigh to explore, knowing by the snuffling, desperate moans against my mouth how much she wants this.

But she denies herself. Loyal. Committed to her task - waiting for me to be the one to fail. The one to escalate this, knowing the camera recording us will show who was the first to give in... I let her hold the high ground. Letting this little siren squirm and groan in service to Mia, Erika gasping as I start to play with her tits over her vest.

“You want me to make you feel good?” She asks, glancing down to where her hand is just inches my cock, fat bulge straining against my pants. 

“Only if I get to repay the favor.” My answer earns me a dirty groan of delight. 

Erika’s committed to testing me tonight, but I’m sure she doesn’t want me to pass. 

I’m not sure she ever wanted me to pass.

The little blonde palming my bulge laughs with disbelief.

“Holy shit, she was right...” 

“Who?” I play dumb, knowing full well who tipped Erika off about my size.

“Ha, yeah – no one, don’t worry about it...” She starts working my belt loose. “I’ve just... never been so happy to lose a bet, that’s all.”

I play with her while she struggles with my belt buckle, enjoying Erika’s shiver of excitement when I slide my hand under the thin, padded bra she’s wearing. Her whole body arching with pleasure as my fingers graze a swollen, puffy nipple. 

Awkwardly, fingers trembling, she gets my pants undone. Unzipping me and then hurriedly pushing her hand into my boxers, cool of her grip closing around the hot meat of my hard cock.

“Fuck..." She breathes quietly. "No, that’s... You can’t be... Are you fucking kidding me?” Erika whispers to herself, trying to get her fingers around my girth.

“Here, let me help you.” I offer, checking left and right around the car before I commit.

Coast clear, I push my pants off my hips, sliding them lower, watching as Erika eases my cock free, face frozen in shock and fascination. Resting the weight of my heavy dick against her forearm, giving a low moan of longing when she realizes it’s thicker than her wrist...

She strokes me as I hold her close, running my hand down her back. Waiting for her anxious, needy nod before sliding my fingers under the waist band of her shorts. Grabbing the meat of her ass, kneading her soft cheeks. Barely a handful compared to Mia’s round, heavy peach - but no less gorgeous.

Within seconds, she’s curled under my arm, rubbing her cheek against my chest, leaning up to kiss my neck as she works on my cock with both hands. Pushing her cute little butt back into my hand, encouraging me to explore lower. My fingers soon finding the astonishing heat waiting for me between her thighs, thin panties practically melting over my knuckles as I tease them to one side.

And wait.

Fingertips barely in contact with her skin, just lightly stroking over the wetness welling out of her. Erika’s legs starting to twitch at the stimulation, my touch teasing her entrance. 

“Tell me what you want...” I tempt the gasping girl in my arms, knowing she can’t be seen to be the one to give in. Knowing the rules of this test – the game she still thinks we’re playing. 

The game I’ve already won.

“I - I want...” Erika begins, swallowing hard and correcting herself before she says more, remembering her purpose tonight.  “W-whatever you want - whatever feels right…” She manages, her words nearly lost to a tortured groan of pleasure as I slide my fingers over her juicy little clit.

“Whatever feels right, huh?” I tease, using my free hand to turn her face to look at me. Watching her eyes flutter and her mouth fall open as I push inside her tight hole. Erika’s needy little cunt sucking me in, back arched to help my fingers probe deeper. “Tell me, does that feel right?”

Her grip around the head of my cock tightens as she answers, eyes rolling back while I slowly finger her dripping hole.

“Fuucck, yes…”

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Part 13

I slow down as soon as I feel her tightening around my knuckles. Two fingers now sliding with agonizing slowness in and out of the trembling girl bucking and moaning at my side. With each roll of her hips she drives my knuckles against her g-spot, needy whimpers silenced when I kiss her.

Her hand feels incredible on my cock, but I’m not worried about cumming too soon. Erika can barely stop her arms from shaking – grip on my dick tighter than what’s comfortable, but making the blood swell and pound, veins firm under her slim fingers. 

I know she’s close. I know what those tiny cries against my lips mean. The desperation. The frustration.

“Please… Don’t stop, keep going, please keep going…”  She pleads. 

“Only if you tell me what you want.” I whisper, pulling her vest down to expose her pretty tits. Puffy nipples swollen beyond belief. Butter-soft between my fingertips as I gently squeeze and pinch.

“I-I can’t…” Erika groans, backing onto the fingers curled inside her. Bucking and squirming, desperate for pressure where she needs it most.

“Tell me and I’ll let you cum.” I murmur against her cheek, kissing the flushed skin under her jaw. Watching her pulse race, hearing her breath hitch. Groaning as she starts to pump my cock with her hand, voice strained as she answers – desperation clear.

“OK, OK! But if I say it, you have to do it, alright? That’s the deal…”

“Alright... Deal.” I answer, jaw set, breathing hard to quell the surge of pleasure aching through me as she works my straining dick, pre-cum dripping over her thumb as she brushes the tip. “Now, tell me – what do you want?”

Erika bares her teeth, half smile, half warning. Eyes flashing with manic need as she pulls away from my fingers with a low sigh. Leaning back before tugging her little shorts and panties down to her knees. Lifting her legs, stroking the backs of her thighs before gently spreading herself – presenting her plump, leaking pussy for me… 

“I want that huge, perfect dick inside me,” She groans – “I want you to make me cum all over it.” Her words catching in her throat as she gives voice to something primal in her being, something powerful.

She takes a deep, shuddering breath, “Please… I've wanted you all night... Take me. Fill me. Fuck me til I can’t think. Fuck me til I can’t walk." Erika's eyes wide as she stares at me with an unrestrained, visceral lust. "Fuck me into a broken, dripping mess…That’s what I want.”

Patience rewarded.

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This is unreal.

Watching my big cock disappear inside this petite girl’s needy hole. Little blonde struggling with my thickness, but somehow accommodating nearly all my length. Telling me to push deep - to make it fit. Tight cunt stretched around me, gripping onto to every veined inch as rock in and out of her. Enjoying Erika’s moans of pleasure as she begs for me to go deeper... 

She’s wet beyond belief, pussy soaking my shaft, pale ridge of sweet cream building near the base. This dirty, needy girl melting around my hot, hard cock.

She lasts no more than a minute before I feel her first orgasm tear through her. Back arched, teeth clenched, grunting softly. Pussy clenching around me as I rock my thumb over her clit – praising her. Telling Erika how hard she makes me, how she takes my big dick so well  - watching her eyes roll back as she cums all over it... 

I fuck her through her climax. Slowly though… Letting her recover, Erika’s gulped breaths soon replaced with low, keening moans. She tells me to be rough. Fuck her deep, fuck her harder... Punish her little hole, make it mine.

I obey. Hearing Mia’s influence in those words – wondering how much of this is at her direction. Knowing she’ll be pulling the strings somehow, wondering how she’s got such a hold over the blonde moaning underneath me. 

Grabbing the orange satin shorts bunched between her knees, I push Erika’s legs back further, enjoying a gasp of surprise and groan of pleasure when my cock hits a spot all the way at the back of her stretched sex - the gush of wetness that follows. 

Pushing gently on her belly with my other hand, watching her face, I start to drive against that spot. Over and over, Erika’s eyes going wide in disbelief as her legs start to shake and her pussy starts to spasm. She cums with a deep growl of delight, soaking my length, bathing every inch of my thick cock in her juices. My balls slapping wetly against her asshole as I pound Erika through her intense release.

Pausing, panting, I try to relax. Feeling my own orgasm building, fighting my desire to chase it down and cum. Knowing I can last. Knowing whatever Mia has for me will be worth the wait… 

I can hold on. I can wait.

A blast of cold air makes us both yelp, Erika laughing nervously when she sees who’s opened the door behind me. Expecting a reckoning - confusion painting her features when Mia wraps her arms around me from behind and kisses my cheek. 

“Miss me, daddy?”

“You’re just in time,” I joke, grinning at the brunette with her head on my shoulder. Noticing her staring at the unholy mess I’ve made of her friend. “I was getting close…”

“Oh, that better be her cum…” Mia teases, smiling and shaking her head. “Or there’ll be hell to pay...”

“Wait… You’re OK with this?” Erika interrupts, frustration on her features. “What’s going on? Mia, honey – he failed. I thought you’d be pissed! What am I missing?”

“Mr B didn’t fail, sweetie – he passed with flying colors,” Mia answers in a voice that makes the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. Words light, but tone laced with dark menace. Almost as if passing this test might prove worse than failing it... “I figured you deserved a little fun, though. After all, you’ve both done so well tonight.”

Erika shakes her head and laughs.

“No complaints here... Though, you could have warned me about this cock! You sure you wanna take him in your ass?”

“What do you mean? I told you my daddy was big!” Mia giggles, pressing her huge tits against my back and reaching round to grab the base of my dick. 

“You said he was ‘bigger than Jake’, sweetie – not ‘Pringles can’, split you in two kind of big!” Erika winks to reassure me, chest and neck still flushed deep red, cute sheen of sweat making her face glow. “Anyway, if you’re fine with this, do you mind fucking off so we can finish?”

“Sorry, babe – it’s my turn now...” Mia answers, slowly stroking the base of my shaft – making me twitch and swell, the blonde speared on the end of my cock moaning with pleasure. Fat tip of my thick meat still buried in Erika’s tight pussy. “Looks like you’ve had your fun. Daddy needs some time with his good girl now though... But you can help if you like?”

The dark smile Erika shares with us is almost enough to send me over the edge.

The two of them, together?

Even though I know I’m well out of control in this scenario – Mia’s puppet now – I don’t care, this is too good. All Mia's words from the last couple of days finally soaking into my still-drunk brain. Unlocking needs I’ve had chained up and lashed down for years. Hidden away where they can’t intrude on family life; my marriage, my obligations, my responsibilities...

That aching desire to give in, give away control. Obey and wallow in the pleasure that pleasing brings. Submit to the buxom brunette pressed against my back – let her lead. Let her take from me... Anything and everything she wants.

Giving me what I deserve.

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Thanks for reading! Heat building in this one now - I hope you're enjoying it :) Work commitments have slowed my writing output recently, but I should have part 14 ready for next week. Thanks for your patience!