The Billionaire’s Nanny

Alita sat there surprised, confused, and shocked to her bones, completely disappointed in herself for being so careless. But she was drunk and horny.

She was clueless as to what to do so she just sat still wishing it was a dream and she’d blink and snap back to reality.

Her heart raced as her chest rose and fell with heavy breaths. What would she say or do that would make sense at that moment? She was taken aback by the mind bogging look on his face. He was looking at her exactly how she would stare at a cheeseburger anywhere she saw one. It scared her but she didn’t know what to do.

She wanted to say something but silence arrested her. She just sat there, knowing that her legs were still parted and he could see her pussy. She had never been so still for so long in her life.

Suddenly Benson took a step forward. Her eyes grew bigger. She was more perplexed than ever. She couldn’t make head and tail of what was happening. Her heart skipped a beat. She felt hot suddenly and began sweating. Her breath hitched as the only possibility of the scenario playing out dawned on her.

Why else would he look at her like that and take a step forward?

She slowly pushed herself backward as he took another step. He seemed conflicted about his action but still took another step forward. He peered into her eyes when he was a few inches away from her. She stared back at him, pale-faced as she came to terms with her fate at that moment.

All the voices in her head had quieter down and her mind was blank.

Benson took a few more steps and stopped when he was very close to her. She held her breath and stiffened her body when he knelt before. She looked heavenward and balled her first in front of her.

This is not a dream, is it? She pressed her lips together and closed her eyes.

She held the bedsheet with one hand and covered her mouth with the other when she felt his warm tender tongue touch her pussy. It felt really good, but more so forbidden, and she had to hold her breath to stop her from screaming.

All the voices in her head came screaming at her: what would Sarah think? What would everyone else think? She was betraying herself but it was too late. She had shut off her mind and was now pressing his head against her cunt.

She looked down at him and spread her legs farther apart. He moaned and increased his pace flickering his tongue on her clit as she spread wider for him.

Touching herself usually felt great but his tongue on her pussy was her crazy. She hadn’t felt like this in a long time. Too long. She was up in the sky past the stars and in a different galaxy while his tongue worked her pussy.Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

He slipped a finger into her like he saw her do. She pushed deep into her as she moaned softly. He then slipped a second finger all the while sucking on her clit.

“Damn…” she exclaimed. Her voice was thin and shaky. She felt a rush of warmth build up in her from her waist and at once she knew she was about to cum. She moaned again savoring the feeling of being so close to a climax. It had never felt this good when she was about to cum from masturbating. This feeling was new to her. She liked it. It was stronger and better.

She left his head and leaned back and grabbed a sheet as soon as her hand touched the bed. She wrapped her legs around him and pushed him into her. Her waist quacked in heavy vibrations. Her whole body was trembling when lot out a suppressed moan, biting on her lower lip.

Benson slid his finger in and out of her pussy faster as she came. He was overwhelmed by the effects of his tongue and fingers on her. It was more sensual than anything he could remember. She would not stop shaking on the bed, even after he had stopped and stood up before her. She still held the sheet in her hands.

He ripped her shirt open. To reveal her amazing perfect-sized boobs cupped in her bra. He had had a thousand different pictures of him squeezing her boobs in his hand but that moment as he took them in his hand and I kneaded them, the feeling surpassed his imagination. He quickly slid his hand under her and unbuckled her bra, taking it out of the way.  She slowly lowered himself to take her nips in his mouth. He had never been more confused in his life. He wanted both in his mouth at the same time but how to do it was a conundrum.

He squeezed her together boobs until one nip was almost touching the other and then took her nips in his mouth. He was overjoyed by his achievement as he softly nibbled on her nipples. She yelped and twitched and shuddered continuously under him as he had his way with her boobs.

Alita’s hand found its way to his hard click brushing against her pussy.

Benson looked down at her hand and back up at her face. Her eyes were closed while she bit on her lips. He unzipped his pants and brought out his cock. The tip of his cock brushed against her lips as he went back to sucking her boobs. He felt her hand fund him again. She moaned as she took him in her hand. A chill ran down his spine as he felt her fingers trace his cock. He leaned forward until he felt his tip open her lips slightly. She lifted her lower back awaiting to be penetrated.

Benson saw the need on her face even while her eyes were closed. He pushed himself forwards again and felt his tip slide into her. She quivered at the sensation of the warmth around his cock.

Alita held his hands and squeezed them, pushing herself towards the edge of the bed so she could feel more of him go into her. She slowly jerked her body up and down on the tip of his cock. He bit his lower as his brows caved in. He closed his eye too and let himself slide into her.

She stiffened her body as she felt him enter her. She felt the air in her lungs cut off as she inhaled. Her fingers dug into his arms as she squirmed.

He stood still with his dick into her pussy as he observed her body. He looked down and admired her curve. He suddenly looked up at her face and saw her licking her lips.

She trembled on his dick as he stood still without thrusting in or out of her. She moaned and held the sheets again while her body vibrated violently. She was having an orgasm and Benson was mind blown. He just had his dick in her, that was all.

He slowly began pushing his waist back and forth. Alita let out audible moans as he repeatedly thrust in and out of her.

Her moans became more consistent, more like an enduring reverberating note that starts a musical masterpiece in his ears. Something about the way she moaned drove him crazy. Her soft and tender whimpers were a melody to him, and her occasional shudders sweetened the rhythm they moved with.

He felt a chill run down his spine as his legs grew weaker. He was about to cum. His sliding motion became more of a skid as he approached orgasm.

He moaned falling frontward spreading his fingers on the bed to support him so he wouldn’t fall on Alita. Just about his climax, Alita too began shaking furiously that her waist left the bed and came back a couple of times.

As he shot his load into her, she an airy sigh that transcended into a loud sharp scream.

He pulled out and gazed at her pussy. His cum mixed with hers dripped out of her as her pussy throbbed erratically.

He bent down and took licked her pussy taking in his and her cum. She was surprised when she raised what he was doing but she was too weak to move. He slipped his tongue into her to get more cum from inside her. She heaved and quaked whenever his tongue touched her now sore clit.

She sucked her clean and then before standing up, took a moment to admire her pink pussy. Her clit was larger and had turned purple from going through proper fucking and sucking.

The effects of alcohol had faded so they were both more aware of themselves than a few minutes earlier. She opened her eyes, looked at him, and turned away feeling embarrassed. She climbed into the bed and curled herself facing the wall.

He opened his mouth to say something but only air gushed out of his throat. They were no words to say.

He knew she wanted to be left alone so he backed away and walked to the door. He walked straight to his room confused about what to feel about what had just happened.

After he had gone, Alita sat up and leaned her back against the wall. She spread her legs and peered down on her pussy to see how he had left her. She was still shaking. Ahe was baffled at the size and color of her clit. She didn’t know she could ever get that big and pointy.

She screwed her face and hugged herself, internally schooling herself for going back on her word. All she had to do was say something, anything, or even scream but didn’t. She just let it happen.