Why I'm A Thieving Slut

I thought long and hard about why I love going to bars to steal committed men from their women. Is it because my boss promoted me for fucking him? No. Maybe because I got revenge on a sorority sister by fucking her man? Nah. Oh, it all started as a freshman in high school.

I was babysitting for my next door neighbors. My parents knew them, so they were comfortable with it. Besides, I was right next door. My neighbors were a young married couple with a 3 year old kid. I would normally come home from school and watch the kid until Mr. Delaney gets home. He was a nice guy, he always gave me a cookie and asked about school.

One weekend, they asked if I could do an extra day because they had a party with Mrs. Delaney's company. They got back earlier than expected. I was sitting in the nursery when she storms into the house. I could hear from upstairs a heated argument about how Mr. Delaney was getting too flirty with some other lady. They were really cussing each other out until she came into the nursery and was surprised to see me. "Oh, I forgot you were here. Go home now, you're done for today." I remember it was just awkward when I left.

The following Monday, it was the usual when Mr. Delaney gets home. He gives me a cookie and apologized for what happened over the weekend. "It's ok, my parents fight all the time too," I think I told him that. I remember clearly what he said next: "Haha yeah, all married couples do. Nothing that a little make-up sex won't fix." Our eyes met like deer staring at a car. I finish my cookie fast and run home.

But my curiosity got the better of me. I had only learned about sex at school. I search online about arguments and sex. Some people were saying it's the best sex out there. Of course, I stumble on some porn, my little brain thinking wow, these people are having so much fun having sex.

Nothing really happens for some time until one day, Mr. Delaney gets home from work exhausted. He even forgot to give me a cookie. He goes to sit on the couch, I followed him and asked what's wrong. He just shakes his head, saying like he got into another argument with Mrs. Delaney about money, his boss was being an asshole, and he was just missing his things used to be.

In my teenage wisdom, I happily offered to have sex with him to make him feel better. He looked shocked and turned me down instantly. I guess I looked hurt because he goes, "No no, you're beautiful, just not sure if sex with you is right. Um... how about just a blowjob?"

Not sure what came over me, but I was on my knees in front of him instantly. He unzips his pants and pulls out his cock. It looked so big in real life, but it didn't scare me. I start sucking it like how I saw in the porn videos.

His cock got harder and harder the more I sucked. Soon he goes, "Oh fuck I'm gonna cum." I knew what that meant, but I didn't want it all over my face, so I kept sucking until he blew his load in my mouth. I wasn't ready for hiw far he shot it and ended up swallowing.

I cone up to sit next to him and he's just like, "Fuck... that was amazing, do you suck the boys at school?" It made me feel so giddy inside. Next thing you know, I start giving him regular blowjobs and he started slipping extra 20s in my pay.

Things went this way for awhile. One day, he stops me from blowing him and asks, "How about we make it fun for both of us and fuck?" I didn't know what to say so I blurt out, "But I'm a virgin." He just laughs and says that he'll go easy for now.

He has me lay on my back on the couch. He pulls my shirt and bra down, takes my bottoms off, and now he's the one on his knees in front of the couch. I remember holding my breath thinking about how it'll hurt.

He touches me down there then says you're too dry. Next thing I know, his head is between my legs and I'm feeling something rubbing against my clit. He brings me to a shaking orgasm and before I fully calmed down, he grabs my waist to put the head of his cock into me. It was a mix of pain and pleasure.

He holds it there until I tell him the pain is going away. I could feel him pushing into me. I stared down there as his cock disappeared into me. Every time I yelped in pain, he would stop and tell me to relax. It was so satisfying to finally feel his crotch press up against me.

He did start slow and I was loving it. Sadly, he says he needs to cum but I'm not really close to finishing again. He comes up to have me finish him using my mouth while I finger myself to an orgasm.

That basically continued until I was a junior. My parents wanted me to start using my time better for college and stuff. We still snuck it in when we could, but it slowly stopped.

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