Bedding the babysitter - S01 E55

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Bedding the babysitter - S01 E55

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 55

My face blushed again, such compliments not something I was used to.

Sensing this, she continued, as she kissed my neck, "Let me guess, you dress very conservatively at school don't you?

"Yes, Governor, I whispered.

"It's Daphne, my pet," she purred, tugging on my ear.

"Sssssssorry," I replied distracted.

"Don't apologize, my pet," she whispered, her tongue exploring my ear unlike anything I had ever felt.

"Okkkkkkkay."

Looking back into my eyes, she continued the flattery, her hands going behind my back, "I am serious Jenny. You're a very beautiful young lady."

My whole body trembled at her soft touch and warm words. "Not many people have ever said that about me, besides my Mom," I admitted and joked.

"Let's get you out of this dress and see the rest of you, my pretty girl," she instructed.

With her assistance, I was soon feeling very vulnerable in her bed wearing only a lace bra and thigh highs.

"Delicious," she purred as she buried her face between my small breasts.

The maid walked in with a tray, not even blinking at the sight of what she was witnessing.

Daphne said, "Can you also pull out box two please, Layla?"

"Of course," she smiled, now glancing at me with a knowing look.

I felt slightly ashamed being seen by a stranger in such a compromising position, yet my eagerness to obey this beautiful older woman overrode any sense of humiliation.

Daphne unclasped my bra as she whispered playfully, "Let's see these little titties up close and personal."

"Oh God," I moaned, as she put her lips on my erect nipple.

"So young and pure," Daphne said, as her tongue swirled around my nipple.

Layla returned with a gold box and said, "Here is your box, Governor."

"Thank you, Layla," Daphne said, standing up. "Could you unzip me?"

"Yes, ma'am," she nodded, going behind the Governor, unzipping her and then assisting in allowing the dress to slither down the Governor's body and slowly to the floor.

Not surprisingly, the Governor had voluptuous breasts and my mouth watered with anticipation at the thought of sucking on them. She was also wearing a blue thong and thigh highs herself.

Layla picked up the dress and put it on a hanger nearby. "Anything else, ma'am?"

"Not right now," the Governor said, waving her away, her eyes never leaving mine. "So do you like what you see?"

"You are the one who is beautiful," said, star-struck.

"Beauty is in the eye of the beholder my dear," she smiled, as she unclasped her own bra and allowed it to fall to the ground.

I stared at her breasts like a teenage pervert.

She moved to the bed, fell onto her back and instructed, "Come here my pet, let's see you worship me."

"Yes, Mistress," I too eagerly agreed, as I lay beside her and stared again at her breasts.

"Go ahead, my dear, play away," she smiled.

I leaned forward and cupped both her breasts in my hands. They were so much bigger than mine and heavier too.

"You have such soft hands," she moaned ever so softly.

I leaned forward, wanting to hear her moan again because of me, and took her right nipple in between my lips. I licked on it, sucked on it and bit on it, before moving over and replicating the lengthy on it and bit on it, before moving over and replicating the lengthy attention on her other nipple.

"That's it my girl, make love to my breasts," she moaned.

After a couple more minutes, I began slowly slithering my way down her body. Kissing her belly, her belly button and finally reaching her barely covered pussy. My hands trembling, I grabbed her thong and she lifted her ass up to allow me to take it off.

Once off, I don't know why I did it, but I brought the thong to my nose. Her scent was exotic as it swarmed me like a spray of perfume at a fragrance counter.

"That wetness in my thong is all because of you, my dear," the Governor said, pulling me back into what I had been doing.

I smiled, suddenly a bit brazern, "Well, I guess I should get a taste directly from the source."

"That you should," she smiled back, opening her legs wider for me.

I crawled between her silky nylon covered legs, my hands slowly moving up them, until I was looking directly at her pussy with just the slightest sheen on her pussy lips.

"Go ahead my pet, lick my cunt," she said, knowing I was thinking the exact same thing.

I leaned forward, extended my tongue and began parting her pussy lips. Like Big Rosie earlier, the exotic unique taste was addicting and if I had any lingering doubts of my sexuality (which I didn't after the crazy day I'd had) they were officially ended the moment my tongue touched her. I took my time, not wanting this moment to ever end. I was on the Governor's bed, licking her pussy, and consumed by her scent and taste. I doubted it could ever get any better than this moment (regarding that, I would learn I was greatly mistaken). I slid up and flicked my tongue on her and smiled as her legs twitched.

She moaned, "You really are a little tease, my dear."

"I just never want this moment to end, Mistress," I moaned back.

"Don't worry my dear, this will not be a onetime thing. I already have big plans for you," she moaned, her hand going through my hair and pulling me deeper into her perfection.