Slut Babysitter: The Perverter 2.
Zoe Carter stretched as she languorously slid her fingers up her svelte thighs and onto her sweet little nubbin. Zoe appeared relaxed and unhurried, but she knew her time was limited. Brett's mother, Alice, had ducked out to the shops with his two younger sisters. However, she was only grabbing a few items for their dinner and wouldn't be long. Zoe wanted her protΓ©gΓ©s, Brett and Willow, to orgasm before Alice returned.
"Willow, slide your middle finger into your pussy, honey. Find your G-spot." Zoe watched as Willow's 'O' face showed she'd found it. "Brett, you will hang on until Willow, and I cum. Then, I want to see you spurt onto your chest, okay?"
"Sure," the eighteen-year-old groaned as he desperately kept himself on the edge, only able to stave off his orgasm because he didn't want to disappoint the seventeen-year-old minx he called Mistress. He wished Willow would hurry up. 'Still,' Brett thought vaguely. 'How many eighteen-year-old boys were fucking a nineteen-year-old and an eighteen-year-old girl simultaneously?' Under the guise of studying with Zoe, Brett, Willow, and Zoe regularly got together between school's end and when Mrs Carter returned home. Brett got to fuck Willow and Zoe during these times, and he was certainly not complaining.
"I'm there!" Willow declared as her breath locked in step with her orgasmic spasms. Willow, like her mother, was a squirter, and her sweet, young pussy gushed her fluids as her climax blasted her into orbit.
Brett turned his eyes to Zoe's portion of their split screens. His young Mistress grinned mischievously, purposefully delaying her orgasm to torment her latest boy toy. He stifled a groan because he knew groaning would only make Zoe tease him more. Instead, he purred, "Gawd, I cannot wait until you fuck my ass again, Mistress. Your cock fucking my ass as I fuck Willow feels so damned good."
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!" Zoe sighed as a will-destroying orgasm blasted through her. She intended to make Brett wait at least another five minutes before she let him cum, but Brett and Willow had learned her trigger thoughts, and now they regularly used them against her. Still, Zoe didn't mind because the two youngsters displayed a maturity that Zoe knew was beyond most of their peers. They were almost ready for Zoe to send them out alone to pervert others. Some of whom they'd bring to Zoe to play with. Others they'd play with solely or together. Brett and Willow were a genuine polyamorous couple who would explore their sexuality together and individually.
Brett released the bare grip he retained on his libido and allowed his sturdy 6-inch cock to explode. His first ejaculation hit his chin before the rest sprayed across his chest and stomach. He grunted with each release but changed to groans as his balls continued to spasm, even though they were temporarily dry. Brett had masturbated for many months before Zoe had exploded into his life, but his orgasms when he video-called with her and Willow were so much more intense than the pitiful ones before then. Of course, cumming inside one of his two lovers was exponentially better again.
Zoe spoke first. "Well done, babes. You're both coming here tomorrow to 'study', right?"
"Yes," her lovers acknowledged before Willow added, "As long as your mum can drop me back home. Is that okay?"
"Definitely," Zoe stated. She knew there was a fair amount of unrequited lust between her mother and Willow. Willow tried to hide it, but Zoe could read the signs of arousal in the young woman when Zoe's mother was nearby. Willow's eyes dilated, and her lips flushed when she spoke or looked at Lisa, Zoe's mum. Likewise, Lisa tried to remain the aloof parent when dealing with Willow, but when Lisa thought Willow wasn't watching, she stared at the youngster similarly to how she stared at Luke, Zoe's father, when she was horny. Zoe knew when her mother had that look, her parents would fuck that night.
Zoe had considered trying to seduce her parents several times. Yes, she knew she had a typical teenage girl's infatuation with her father, one that would be better to leave in the realms of fantasy, but increasingly, she felt her pussy warm when she observed her mother. Her mother was in her prime, Zoe thought. Lisa had her children at a, relative to this time, early age. She was only twenty-four when hers and Luke's first child, Blaine, arrived, and now she was barely past her mid-forties. Zoe wanted to expand Willow's boundaries from only having sex with other teenagers to seducing anyone she felt attracted to. Therefore, she encouraged her mother to take the young woman home, hoping that Willow would act on her attraction and seduce her.
Zoe disconnected from the conference call, leaving her two teen lovers chatting. Brett was close to being out of time, but he stayed talking with Willow and cleaning his splodge off his chest and stomach with tissues until he heard his mother's car pull into the driveway. Then, he reluctantly said goodbye and turned his phone off. Needing to keep on Alice's good side, he went out to the car to help bring the few purchases inside. He was surprised to see several steaks in the bags.
Alice saw him looking and smiled. Ever since Ms Carter had babysat for her, her son had matured. He acted far more responsibly than he had before and had become polite and well-spoken to her and his sisters. If Matilda, who adored winding him up, tried now, Brett simply grinned sardonically at her and said, "Nice try, Sis. But no cigar." It drove Alice's eldest daughter insane, which Alice supposed was the point.
Strangely, Matilda was the only one who hadn't changed since Zoe's last time sitting them. Grace had suddenly started to act more like someone in her late teens than the preteen she was. When she added that Brett stopped at Zoe's place on his way home once a week and studied, which had significantly improved his grades, having Zoe babysit her kids was almost a Godsend. To reward her son's growing maturity, Alice added more red meat to their diet, hence the steaks she'd purchased.
Alice held a closely guarded secret. Alice was a lesbian, which she had finally admitted only after being married to Andrew, her husband, for nearly ten years. Sex with Andrew had always been disappointing, and she rarely achieved an orgasm when they made love. Alice, unfortunately, listened to one of the devout feminists at her work, who held Andrew accountable for Alice's lack of orgasms. She blamed Andrew, saying that he should know how to light Alice's fires, and if he couldn't, it was because he was inadequate for Alice's needs.
That conversation led to Alice having an affair on Andrew and resulted in Grace, although Alice would never admit that to anyone (including herself, most of the time). To make matters worse, the man who Alice allowed to seduce her wasn't even a patch on Andrew as a lover. It was then that Alice had to admit that she didn't find the male body attractive. She went looking again and allowed a woman whom she vaguely knew to coax her into bed. A night of glorious orgasms ensued, and Alice faced the truth: Despite her religious upbringing and the wishes of her parents, she was a lesbian.
Alice had stepped away from her parents' church when she realised what she was and who she preferred. Then, she'd wholly bought into the teachings of the radical feminist left, but that one simple exchange with Zoe had forced her to admit she'd become a 'devouring mother' in her quest to ensure her eldest son didn't become part of the 'patriarchy'. She tried to treat Brett as an equal now. Asking what he wanted instead of telling him and making him feel less just because he was a man. Alice had also toned the feminist rhetoric way down when she interacted with her children, which meant they were much closer as a family.