50 Sexcapades [Erotica Compilation] novel Chapter 6

Kids asleep? Check. Toys put away? Check. Kitchen cleaned up? Check and check I thought to myself, finally flopping down on the couch to relax. I was babysitting for the Anderson's two kids for the 3rd time this week- everything was basically protocol by now.

I checked my watch- 9:30. They wouldn't be home for another hour and half the least. What could I do? Talking on the phone or playing music out loud would be tricky...the kids were crazy light sleepers and I did not need them waking up again.

I reached for the remote and switched the tv on, keeping the volume low as I flipped through channels. Nothing that interesting was playing on a Tuesday night unsurprisingly and I stifled a yawn as I mindlessly clicked through mostly commercials and re-runs.

I must have been flipping for much longer than I thought because I had reached the "adult" channels which were pretty much all soft-core porn, dramatic moaning, and fake tits.

Giggling, I flipped to the next channel which was an adult film entitled "Teaching Stasia to Squirt" and my eyes bugged out mainly because Stasia was my name and the girl actually resembled me quite a bit. I put the remote down and watched the buxom teen smile seductively at the cameras as she fingered herself in her bedroom, quietly grunting as she coated her fingers in her own pussy juice and drilled her sweet little cunt.

I became so lost in the screen, it felt like I had been teleported to the inside of the television...

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"Oh, oh yes!" I moaned, fucking myself like a dirty little slut. I held my tits and nailed myself, trying to get off so good that I would squirt. My friend Tasha wouldn't stop bragging at school about how her boyfriend could make her squirt every time he fucked her. I had listened in awe and even a little jealousy as she spoke excessively of how good it felt to cum that way.

The more I tried, however, the more it seemed to not be working. I groaned in frustration as I made myself cum but not squirt.

I heard a knock at my door and my name. "Stasia?"

I hastily tried to cover my big tits and soaked pussy but it was too late. Ivan, my married next-door neighbor had opened the door and caught me in my deed. "What the fuck Ivan?!" I yelled.

Ivan was a good-looking, mature man and often came over to talk with my parents or borrow sugar and other annoying neighborly shit people liked to do.

He was tall and in great shape, with a bald head only a few guys like himself could pull off, and intense blue eyes. I was pretty close with his wife Maya and often looked after their pets when they were away.

And now here Ivan was, standing in my doorway as I vainly attempted to cover my naked body. He was mistakenly wearing gray jogging pants which did nothing to hide his thick, hard boner.

"What are you doing in here?" I asked again, sitting up.

"Oh, my apologies Stasia. I came to take a look at that broken pipe downstairs your folk were telling me about when I heard strange noises coming from your room."

"And you thought you should just barge in here? Haven't you heard of privacy Ivan?" I said, rolling my eyes.

He closed the door behind him and came to sit at the foot of my bed. "I really am sorry, but I didn't mean to make you cover up your beautiful body," he said, gently removing the sheets from my grip so that I was exposed to him.