Last night, the guy I babysit for got home early, and his wife was nowhere to be seen. It lead to some interesting events which I’m about to tell you in this babysitter phone sex story. The look on his face when he saw the little school girl skirt I was wearing, was pretty priceless.
I’ve always known he’s had quite the thing for me, but I don’t think he really knew it was reciprocated until last night. He came in and sat right down on the couch next to me, as I reached over gently caressing his leg. His eyes grew wide as he softly whispered my name, seemingly checking to see if I knew what I was doing.
Boy did I, my hand slowly snaking its way up to his cock I began to stroke him there, right in front of his family photo hanging on the mantle as I giggled and laughed. “You know, you really want me, not them” I laughed as he softly whimpered realizing that I was just going to be his little teen homewrecker.
Pulling him up by his hand we made our way upstairs to his bedroom, where I made him take me like a dirty teen whore right on top of his wife’s pillow.
“Now you’ll think of me every time you fuck her,” I whispered with soft giggles filling the air.










Just by looking at me, most wouldn’t know how into Drugs phone sex I really am. There’s nothing better than lighting up a joint or snorting a line to make my pussy drip. Do you like hearing hot girls do lines? Or hit that pipe a little too hard and end in a moaning whimpering coughing fit? That’s exactly what happens to me when I get fucked up, I get this tingly unsatiable feeling in my pussy that just craves to be used. Then the more drugs and drinking I do, the worse it gets until I finally actually do something about it.






