New Life New House New Girl

Author's Note

This is my first story of this size and I had quite a bit of trouble writing proper dialogue. I want to thank user

neuroparenthetical

for editing / fixing this story up grammatically, and also for adding in better dialogue in many places. I would highly recommend them as an editor if you are looking for one. Anyways, on to the story!

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Moving across the country with my kids wasn't an easy decision, but if it meant getting away from my crazy ex-wife, I was willing to do it.

I have two sons -- twins, in fact. At the time they were only three years old. I was sending them to daycare while I worked, but it was really expensive and didn't leave much money to work with at the end of the month. I was forty years old and should've had more money saved up by then, but my wife had taken a lot of it. Nevertheless, I was more than happy to have custody of my kids.

In the aftermath of the divorce, I also started hitting the gym. I was looking forward to starting fresh and putting my past behind me, and to be honest, being single again was the kick in the ass I needed to start taking better care of my body.

A few weeks after we'd moved into our new place, I was walking out to the mailbox when I noticed a beautiful young woman who I thought couldn't be older than 20. She was jogging on the sidewalk and coming towards me. She had long brown hair which was tied into a neat bun, and was wearing black gym shorts and a matching sports bra.

I didn't want to get caught staring and labeled a creep, so I quickly got back to my business of checking the mailbox. A few seconds later I heard someone say, "Hi!" I turned to see that it was the same girl.

"So, you're the new guy in the block?" she asked.

"Ya, I just moved in here," I replied while also pointing at my house. I couldn't help but notice how big her breasts were. They had to be C, if not D cups. She couldn't have been much taller than 5'4". I was 6'1", which gave me a perfect view; I had to look down to make eye contact anyway! Her chest rose and fell rapidly as she caught her breath; the sweat on her pale, white breasts glistened in the afternoon sun. It was a glorious sight.

"Cool," she said. "Cool. I live just down the street. My name's Grace." She stuck her hand out. "And you're Mr...?"

"You can call me Jason," I told her.

"Well nice to meet you, Jason. I'll see you around."

I nodded. "Ya, see you around."

She continued jogging down the street, and my eyes followed her -- specifically, her juicy ass, which bounced as she ran. I thought to myself that with thighs like that, she had to be a gym girl.

Then the shame hit, and I tried to nip all those thoughts in the bud. I figured she was about half my age, which meant I shouldn't be thinking about her that way. Little did I know that fate had other plans.

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I woke up the next morning and went through my usual morning routine, put on my suit and tie, and fed the kids. I was getting them in the car when I ran into Grace again.

"Good morning, Jason," she said cheerfully.

I'd thought I recognized the voice; turning a bit, I confirmed it was the same girl from the day before -- and, once again, she looked good. Skin-tight jeans and a tight blue crop top really showed off her toned, skinny waist and hourglass figure.

I waved at her. "Hi, Grace. What's going on so early in the morning?"

"Oh nothing," she said nonchalantly. "Just grocery shopping for my parents." She turned to my kids. "Two boys?"

"Yep. I drop them off at a daycare when I go to work because no one's home."

"Oh... You know, I used to babysit my cousins all the time when they were younger, so I could babysit if you wanted me to."

I tried to hide my excitement, but it didn't go well. "That would be great! I'll definitely be willing to pay you if you can do that for me. I would appreciate that a lot."

She blushed. "Aw, don't worry about it."

"You know, I don't want to be weird, but, I don't think I'm comfortable with anyone underage looking after my kids when they're this young..."

"Oh ya, I totally understand that. I turned eighteen a few months ago, so it's cool. I'm sure my parents would be okay with it, too."

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. I knew I'd pegged her at twenty, but not every birthday is created equal. I tried to hide my shock that someone who looked like her could be so young. "Okay, that's good to hear. Alright then. "I guess I'll see you tomorrow? Around this time is fine."

"Ya Jason, sounds good! I'll see you tomorrow!"

She waved goodbye to the kids and me. As I drove to the daycare I thought to myself yet again,

Damn, she looks grown.

But then, once again, I told myself that it was weird -- weirder, even.

She's going to babysit my kids, and that's that. She's also doing me a huge favor and saving me a bunch of money, so I'd better not do anything to fuck that up.

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The next morning I heard the doorbell ring. When I answered the door, my jaw must have hit the floor.

There was Grace, hotter than the surface of the sun. She was wearing an extremely short pair of daisy dukes and an almost nonexistent white tube top, which was just barely holding her tits back.

She wasn't wearing a bra, so her nipples were very clearly visible through the thin fabric. Her silky brown hair hung down over her soft white breasts, and she was innocently twisting a strand of hair in her hand when we made eye contact.

"Is something wrong, Jason?" she asked ever so sweetly.

I blushed bright red; I was almost certain I'd been caught. I dared not to say anything about her outfit. "No, no, nothing," I replied, still obviously flustered. "Was just thinking about something. Come in."

I closed the door behind her and noticed how much of that juicy bubble butt was hanging out of her shorts. I tried not to let it distract me too much. Just then, the kids ran over from the dining room.

"Aw, hey guys!" she said. She put her hands on her knees and bent down, giving me an amazing view of her ass. As she was talking to the kids, I could see her giant tits almost breaking free from her tiny tube top. She realized what was happening, too, and quickly stood up again to wrangle them.

After making sure her tits were back under control -- as best as they could be, given her wardrobe choice -- she turned around to face me. "Don't you worry at all Jason, I'll take good care of them! They seem like really sweet kids."

I showed her around the rest of the house, including the pool in the backyard. I wanted to make sure she roughly knew where everything was.

As we walked downstairs I said, "Alright then, Grace, I'll go to work then. I'll see you some time after five."

"Sounds good!" she exclaimed.

I drove to work confused and with blue balls.

Was she fucking with me with that outfit? There's no way she didn't see me staring at her tits. Hell, she probably felt me burning holes through the back of those shorts.

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As I pulled into the driveway, I checked my watch. It was 5:17pm. I rang the bell and was greeted by my sexy little babysitter.

"The kids were perfect," she said, unprompted. "They just woke up twenty minutes ago."

Just then, my two boys ran to the door, yelling, "Daddy!"

After the three of us hugged, Grace giggled and said, "I guess I should give Daddy a hug, too."

Before I could say anything, her massive tits were pressed against my chest.

After probably letting her hug me for too long, I told her, "Thank you for watching the kids, Grace. I can't thank you enough." When she finally let go, I at least had the presence of mind to remember that I hadn't paid her. "Do you want me to pay with cash, or...?"

"I'd prefer it if you sent the money from your phone," she replied. "If you don't mind."

"Ya, no problem." I gave her my phone so she could add herself as a contact and sent the money right after.

She stepped out the door with a bounce, which set her almost-oversize tits bouncing, too. "Alright Jason. I'll see you tomorrow!" Her goodbye wave kept the party going for another moment before she turned around.

I watched her bubble butt sway side to side as she walked away before heading back into the house. There were no doubts in my mind what she was trying to do. The only decision I had to make was if I was going to let her do it.

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The day was exceptionally hot, and once again Grace's clothing selection did not disappoint. She was wearing a pair of red gym shorts and a sheer white top. I could see she was wearing some kind of orange bikini underneath, but, not wanting to repeat yesterday's events, I only stole a few glances here and there.

We had a short conversation, similar to the day prior. I left the house not thinking much of anything.

When I got back, however, I rang the doorbell, waited, and got no response.

That's weird

, I thought. I grabbed my keys and unlocked the door.

It didn't seem like anyone was at the front of the house, but I could see that the backyard door was open. I walked to the back of the house and entered the backyard. For the second time, Grace made my jaw drop.

She had taken the white top off along with her gym shorts, revealing that that orange bikini underneath was actually a micro bikini. She was laying on a pool chair, tanning, with her exotic bubble butt sticking straight up.

She heard me walk into the backyard and turned over on her side to face me. The bikini top only covered her nipples, and those, just barely. She was practically naked, and her sudden rolling motion made her tits jiggle around like crazy.

I had a sexy naked 18 year old all to myself in the privacy of my backyard.

"Hi, Jason", she cooed, "I was just tanning by the pool, if that's fine with you."

"Oh ya, that's fine," I replied mindlessly. "You can use my pool anytime you want." She had me in a trance; I was falling for her hard.

"Can you do me a favor, though?" she asked seductively. "I haven't been able to get tanning lotion on my back. Can you help me with that?"

My mind told me not to, but my cock told me something else. I didn't even miss a beat. "For sure. What do you want me to do?"

She rolled onto her back again. "Oh, nothing special. Just start at the top of my back and work your way down."

I asked myself what the neighbors would think if they saw the two of us and what the aftermath would be, but it didn't stop me in the slightest. I made my way over to her and grabbed the tanning lotion off the ground, opening it and getting a decent amount on my hands.

I knelt down and began to massage her back, slowly making my way down, rubbing the lotion into her skin. When I got close to her ass, I did finally hesitate, if only for a split second. I sensed it was a point of no return. If Grace was looking to screw me over, rather than seduce me, I'd be walking right into it.

I pretended to be putting more tanning lotion on my hands to buy some time, and that's when I realized that there was a wet patch on her pussy. I stared right at it -- at her beautiful, pink, shaved pussy. She was not well covered by the micro thong, and was clearly soaking wet in anticipation.

Innocent little Grace was not so innocent after all. Was there still a chance that teasing alone turned her on, and she was still laying a trap? Of course there was. I just didn't care anymore.

I rubbed the lotion into her ass, causing her to stir and adjust her position. After I passed her ass I switched directions, angling my thumbs between her legs, and eventually reaching her pussy. I brushed against her entrance, causing a large gush of her juices to pour out, and I heard her moan quietly.

I grabbed her right cheek with my hand, positioned my thumb on her clit, and started rubbing hard and steady. She pushed her ass back onto my hand and moaned loudly. "Augh! Where has this Jason been these past few days? Hmm?"

I slapped her ass, which made her scream, and watched the ripple travel across her cheeks. Another large gush of her teenage juices spilled out. She panted breathlessly as I leaned over her and whispered in her ear. "I didn't know you were such a dirty girl, Grace." I stuck my thumb into her pussy, making her cry out in lust. "I wanted to have you from the moment I first saw you."

I had her fully in heat. "Teach your dirty slut a lesson," she moaned. "I

know

you want to."

I picked her up by her waist and laid her across my shoulder so that her ass was facing forward, with her head and tits hanging behind me.

"Looks like Daddy found a new mommy," she said, giggling.

I gave her ass a hard slap. "Daddy's gonna need a taste test first."

As I carried her up to my bedroom, I fingered her pussy relentlessly. Her needy moans echoed throughout the house. The scent of her arousal filled my nostrils, as her sweet juices dripped down her legs.

I set her down on my bed, pushed her legs apart, and dove in like a bloodhound. I started licking her wet pussy like there was no tomorrow. She tasted like the sweetest nectar from a perfectly ripe fruit.

I reluctantly backed away as I realized I hadn't seen the kids yet. As if she could read my mind, Grace moaned with bated breath. "They're sleeping... I put them to bed... thirty minutes ago... they won't be up... anytime soon."

She closed her eyes and bucked her hips towards me. "Jason, don't stop now...

please

." Hearing her beg like that made my dick so hard.

I gently placed my hand on her waist and slowly moved it to her chest, feeling her soft skin pass underneath. Leaned in, I licked around her pussy and caressed her sensitive nipples.

She weakly tried to pull my head closer and I decided I'd teased her enough.

My tongue dove deep into her wet folds as I grabbed one of her tits and squeezed. Grace held my head in place and moaned, "Ah fuck. I'm gonna cum. Daddy, I'm gonna cum!" I kept licking as she orgasmed and shook like crazy. Her nectar poured out onto my face as she bucked wildly on the bed.

After a solid minute of quivering, she finally came back to her senses. I gently, but possessively, grabbed her neck and kissed her deeply. She reciprocated with a lust I'd never experienced in a woman before.

After making out with her for a while, I hopped off the bed and took my pants off. I didn't have to say a word. She got on her knees and looked up at me.

I slowly pulled my boxers off, revealing a six inch cock that was quite girthy. Grace gasped as it fell outwards towards her.

"Your ex is crazy for leaving this," she said as I gently cupped her face. Her big, beautiful eyes looked up at me with a mischievous glimmer in them. She started at the base of my cock, licking on my balls before slurping spit along my full length. She then slowly swallowed me whole, something not even my ex-wife could do.

I was amazed. The feeling of my cock being sucked and sliding through Grace's throat, paired with her huge fuck-me eyes and freely swinging tits was too much. I grabbed one of her tits and squeezed, making her moan on my cock. I was in heaven.

After only a few minutes I grabbed her head and held her down. "Oh, fuck. Grace, I want you to be a good girl and swallow it all... ah, here it comes..."

I was balls deep in her throat as my cock pulsed. My obedient angel swallowed shot after shot of my potent sperm. She looked straight up at me and I could see her eyes tearing up as she struggled towards the end, but she never moved back an inch.

After I was finished, I let go, and only then did she lift off my cock. I wiped the tears off her face and caressed her forehead. "Such a good girl," I said, "doing what Daddy tells you to."

She grinned devilishly while licking up all the remaining cum on my dick. We stared into each other's eyes, knowing that from that point onwards, Grace would be a fixture at her new daddy's house, and she'd be doing a lot more than just babysitting.