Horny babysitter gets a baby – Part 3

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First of all, I will not apologize for being late as per the feedback received on my email, because I sent the story properly on time, but the platform took a long time to respond and publish.

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So, after maybe 3-4 days or a week, she returned. She was not responding to my conversational efforts, and I was desperate. One day, she was doing something near the gate, and a few boys passed a comment which I heard. That guy was somewhat half my size because I am a bit chubby and strong as well, thanks to my genes and ancestors.

At that moment, blood rushed to my brain, and I chased and caught him within 10 meters and asked him to apologize and not use filthy words. He started abusing, and in a fit of rage, I grabbed him by the neck, and as his back was near the wall, I pushed him and slowly started to raise his body by holding his neck.

Meanwhile, he kept abusing. This all took place within maybe 10-15 seconds, and one of the elderly neighbors came to rescue and separated us. He scolded that boy and told me to be calm and have control over my anger.

Though I knew that both his sisters were easily accessible, as his elder sister was a naughty working girl. Even his younger sister had also started working a few days back, and soon she would also grow to be a naughty babe like her elder sister. At that point, that was not on my mind.

I came back and saw Mohini angry over me, and she said, “What was the need to start a fight? What if something had happened?”

I told her that my blood boiled when he made a lewd comment about her, and I would do it again if someone tried to misbehave with her.

Now, here is the point when she told me about Bipin when she was at the village. He tried to make a move on her, and she thought I had told him something, which is the reason she was upset with me.

Though I was not sure whether what Bipin had told me was true or if he was faking to take advantage, here’s what I knew – Mohini wasn’t a virgin. But that was not my concern, as eventually she was to tie the knot with someone pretty soon.

I did not ask her about any of her affairs. I let the conversation I had with my friends in the village be with my ears only.

Now, my mother was not well, and it was also one of the reasons Mohini was with us. My family used to frequently visit my grandparents from both sides. I could not leave due to studies. Mohini had my household in her hands, so she was like the second in charge of our house in Lucknow.

So, at night, when we slept, though we had three rooms (a verandah, an attic along with a roof kitchen, and one single common attached washroom), Mohini and I used to share one room because, as you all know, Indian tradition considers brother and sister anyone whom they meet.

It was night, and we had gotten to bed by 10 pm or 10:30. I was waiting to make sure that my parents had slept in the other room. I could not wait too long because I had to sleep as I had to attend college early morning.

So, at around 11:30, I slowly turned Mohini towards me as our beds were arranged side by side. I opened her salwar knot and kissed the honey pot without disturbing the other clothes, even though she was awake.

Her juices were driving me towards ecstasy, but as I slid her panties further down till her thighs, I could locate a wet spot. There was some sticky white discharge. Back then, I did not know much about body fluids, and I ignored them.

I slowly lowered my innerwear, and as she faced me from the side only, I slowly poked my prick towards the upper wall into her vaginal opening. My first feel of a pussy while I was in my teens – it felt magical like someone was massaging my dick with soft wet cotton. It felt a bit ticklish.

I was out of the world and tried to move my hips sideways. Even though she supported me that time, as earlier she did not even let me touch her near her pussy, apart from last time, when I had touched my tongue to her vagina.

Believe me, friends, I even remember her taste till today. Though I have tasted a few cunts, her taste was just a honey pot.

We slowly started grinding our hips and gaining rhythm, and we started banging our torsos with each other.

Being myself a virgin, I could not hold for too long. And maybe within 30 strokes, I ejaculated a heavy load inside her. As I did not know what to do; it all happened all of a sudden. We both turned to our beds, adjusted our clothes, and fell asleep.

We both did not have regular sex as it could be dangerous. And if any friend of mine used to visit me, I used to curse him within my mind for taking away my time in useless talks, which I could have spent on her body.

The next incident happened within the next ten days, when, due to the arrival of some guests, we were told to sleep on the roof in the open. Now our roof had brick confinement till the hips, but the front part was open; it did not have any railing.

The sexy babysitter had set the cot there only. I called her to come near the stairs, which were fully covered so that we could have some fun, but she bluntly refused and lay on the cot. I was desperate and wanted to fuck at any cost, so I went there. I lay beside her.

In our opposite row, after two or three houses, there was a party going on, and some faint light was coming to our roof. But sex had eaten my mind. I could have fucked the entire colony if needed.

Only sex was running on my mind, so I slowly opened one side of the blanket and moved in. She was trying to avoid me and said to sleep, citing the reason that people on the other roof could see, but I had other plans.

I told her to come to the stairs. But she said, “No… I am tired, and we should sleep.”

But I did not take ‘no’ for an answer. I quickly grabbed her salwar knot, and to my surprise, she was not wearing any underwear. I mounted over her and inserted my tool.

My plug was inside that wet socket, and I started jerking my hips. This time, I was better than the previous one; I was shaking her entire body with my strokes.

I did not care if the people at the party could have seen the shaking blanket or not. I only wanted to rock her bottom. Though we could not get naked, I still wanted to enjoy that moment.

That wet feeling I was having on my pleasure organ was so intense that I wished that moment could just go on and on without any worries, without any stoppage. I was not able to suck her, but she was wet for me always.

I kept ploughing her for maybe 4-6 minutes, where I think I gave her an orgasm. And yes, she used to squirt, and I have been lucky with most of my partners to be the ones who squirt. My one fantasy is to take a squirt on my mouth, but that should be as tasty as Mohini’s juices.

After shaking her with my strokes from top to bottom, I ejaculated within her and we both rectified our clothes and lay apart. After 20 minutes, my mother came to check on us to see whether we were alright or not (just saved by a whisker) and went back.

I thought I was very lucky to have made out in the open without anyone doubting us. Being a young teenager, I had little stamina to satisfy someone, which I never liked. I wanted to do it like they show in porn, where they keep going on and on.

Similarly, they shed their load later in the mouth of their partner; till then, I didn’t even get my dick licked. The only pleasure she could derive was getting licked by me because I lacked in timing that would gradually increase with regular sex.

Once, while I was returning from college, I tried to enquire about a medicine to increase time, but the medical store person told me to get out of there.

After this incident, she had to go to the village for a few days, and I was left alone with her memories for the time being.

One fine day, I was roaming on the roof, and suddenly I saw my friend on his roof. I waved my hand at him, but I forgot that before the roof of my friend’s there was another roof. There was the younger sister of that guy who had passed a lewd comment on Mohini. She was sitting, and she saw me waving my hand, and she smiled and waved back as well.

My friend also responded with a wave, and she saw that later and felt somewhat embarrassed. She was a nice girl with good features, dark brown skin tone. I just liked what I saw. I could have licked her then and there if provided with such an opportunity. Her elder sister was quite a whore; a slut who even the younger one would gradually become someday.

I had started spending some time every day, whenever I had a chance, over the roof, irrespective of the time, be it in the afternoon or evening. One fine afternoon, I saw a woman walking topless with just a petticoat. I cherished what I saw, and these situations were arising quite too fast that too in front of a horny teenager.

She had fair skin, and her globes could have been around 38 because they could not have fitted in a single palm. She thought no one could see her, as there was a nicely grown tree just ahead of the roof. I think she just had a fuck with her hubby, who I saw going somewhere after some time.

She was roaming there for around 5 or 10 minutes until her eyes fell on my side. Though somehow, while she was shifting her gaze towards my side, I had moved my head elsewhere, and she quickly ran back towards her room with those humongous tits bouncing. I savoured and filed that scene deep in my memories to cherish later.

Now I had been filled to the brim, and I did not masturbate, so I decided to go and make a visit to my village and meet Mohini as well. Our houses were also joined, and she used to live most of the time in our village house only.

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So, friends, thank you and take care until I come up with more action.

In the next part, I’ll explain how I almost got caught by Mohini’s father. And many more incidents await.

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