EroticReverie

Jordan Jacobs - One Month Later

I've been cheating on my wife for a whole fucking month. Cheating on her , having an afair with our eighteen year old babysitter. But Amelia Adams,...she was more than that now. She was something to look forward to each day. And If I wasnt careful....which I havent been...I was going to end up getting her pregnant. 

I was being irresponsible, my cock loving the wet grip of her young cunt each time I fucked her, too fucking much to use a condom. And she still isnt on birth control. Yet, I cant stop filling her up each time I'm inside her. As if my cock refuses to let my brain provide ration thought when I'm with her. 

It's easier than expected, to act like everything is normal in my life. Easier than expected to have this fucking secret. This hot, incredible, amazing little secret. I feel like a bastard, and know I am one. But, I cant stop. I knew I should, but couldnt. No matter how fucked up it was to be cheating on Caroline with our babysitter, I couldnt stop. After that first night with Amelia, I knew I couldnt just stop. Knew that I needed her, that I wanted her and that I loved the way it made me feel to have her want me back, to have her crave me and need me the way Caroline once did. 

Walking into the house, I smile, seeing Amelia with the kids at the dining room table, putting Joy up onto the seat, dinner already on the table. 

"Daddy!" Joy squeaks and I smile, walking over and leaning over and kissing my daughter on top of her head. 

"Hey pumpkin" I say and then look at Jeremiah and Jessie, both with smiles, walking to each of them doing the same as Amelia just smiles, giving my arm a light stroke as she goes to the kitchen.

"you all been behaving today?" I ask them , each of them piping up to tell me yes. 

"Good, missed you all today." I say, delivering another kiss to each of their heads as they argue over where Amelia is going to sit at the table. 

I walk into the kitchen, finding Amelia bent over, pulling a dish from the over, a short summer dress on, my cock jumping at the view of her ass sticking out, the dress revealing the back of her thighs. I wait till she sets the glass dish on the stove top and then walk over , and she puts the potholders down and turns. Her blonde hair pulled back into a ponytail, her blue eyes sparkling as she smiles.

"How was your day?" she asks, as she always has, a question me and Caroline no longer ask one another.

"It was good." I say and then look over my shoulder and listen to three of the kids still arguing at the table over where Amelia will sit. Then I look back to her, letting my hands go to her waist and I step closer , leaning down and smiling as she lifts her chin and I kiss her. 

It was nice...coming home to her...even if she was only here for a few hours, and even if it wasnt every single day. 

"I missed you" she moans softly and lifts her arms up and around my neck, pressing  her body against me and my hands slide to her ass.

"Missed you too baby" I whisper and let my tongue slip over her mouth, making out with her slowly, kissing her softly and my cock growing harder and harder as I taste her sweet mouth, my hands grabbing her dress and lifting it up , to grab her ass, as I turn her and back her into the other room as our tongues move against each others. 

I swing open the bathroom door and pull her inside as she giggles.

"The kids are waiting to eat dinner" she laughs as I starts to undo my belt. 

"Caroline is getting out of work early" I tell her, watching her smile falter. 

"Oh." she says. "When?" 

"she'll be home before dinner is over." I say, as I unzip my pants. 

She frowns at the news, but lifts her hands, pulling her dress up. 

"Guess I need to take care of you now then" she says, her face changing to the devious little grin I've come to see in my dreams everynight.

"Yeah, guess you do baby" I say and then slide my pants down just enough as she turns and places her hands on the bathroom counter. 

"Let me welcome you home then Mister Jacobs" she says over her shoulder as she lifts her dress and I groan, and take her panties and slides them down. 

"Are you wet?" I ask, wondering if I need to get her ready first.

She gives a little smirk. "Stupid question ...I'm always wet when I know you're on your way home to me" 

I groan, nostrils flaring and then grab her waist as her panties fall down her legs and to the floor and she pushes up on her toes slightly to give me better access to her and I groan as the head of my dick pushes against her cunt. 

"Oh yeah...you're definitely wet..."I whisper and sink into her and she moans, I watch her mouth fall open and then watch her bite her lower lip  as I watch her in the mirror and start to thrust.

"four days is too fucking long Amelia" I groan and she moans quietly. 

"then quit making me wait four days Mister Jacobs" she breathes and then arches her back, lifting her arm and reaching up behind my head and her fingers clutch my hair as I start to bounce her little ass off my hips as I fuck her. 

My hands gliding up over her dress and pulling down the front and I groan as her perky b cup tits are exposed, looking at them in the mirror as I rest the dress right under her tits and then slide my hands up over them. 

"You've got the prettiest fucking tits" I whisper to her as I thrust up inside her over and over. Both of us breathing heavily. 

"you like my young tits Mister Jacobs?" she moans. 

"fuck yes" I groan in her ear, kissing beneath it and then kissing down her neck as I pinch her nipples, rolling them with my fingers and tugging them as she moans, and her pussy clenches around my cock. 

"god baby" I groan in her ear. "god i missed you so much" 

Since it was summer, she didn't often have to watch the kids on the weekends, and Caroline had the last two days off , so she was home with the kids, no need for Amelia to be here. Except that I fucking needed her. Every fucking day of the week. 

Monday night I'd missed Amelia so much, knowing it'd be two whole fucking days till she was here again, I'd fucked Caroline. It took some fucking work to get her to be in the mood, but I'd fucked my wife, while thinking of Amelia. 

"I fucked Caroline Monday night...." 

Amelia hisses as I pinch her nipples harder. 

"I missed you so fucking bad, my cock was so hard and needing this pussy Amelia" I groan and she moans. 

"I fucked her and thought of you the entire time....how much prettier your tits are....how much tighter your horny little cunt is on my cock" I whisper and she moans, her pussy clenching hard. 

Part of me felt guilty when I talked this way to her, felt guilty for talking about Caroline, the mother of my children...my wife...while I was inside Amelia's teenage pussy. But I knew Amelia enjoyed it. Knew she was a dirty little thing that enjoyed me telling her how much better her pussy was, how it was all I ever wanted. 

 "It was so hard not to call your fucking name while I was inside of my wife Amelia" I groan and she whimpers. 

"yes" she pants , fingers still twisted in my hair and I slide my hands to her hips and then kiss her neck and bite it gently. 

"so hard not to call out for the woman that should be my fucking wife" I groan.

"oh god, yes" she moans. Her ass slapping against my hips as she drops her hand from my hair , back to the counter and she sticks her ass out more, pushing against the counter as she throws herself back to meet my thrusts, her warm went cunt fucking me faster as I build up my speed to match hers. 

"we need to start meeting on the weekends Amelia...on the days when you're not here....you promised me this pussy every day baby...and four days without it...that just wont do Amelia" I groan. 

"Yes, god, yes, i'll fuck you everyday , i'll give it to you everyday Mister Jacobs" she moans and I groan, going harder and she moans loudly, and I dont tell her to be quiet, because I'm a fucking careless asshole, that prefers to listen to her moan for my cock than to be careful to not let my children possibly hear.

"I want your young pussy on this cock more Amelia....you're not giving me enough of this little pussy like you promised you would" I groan, even though we both know, I'm fucking her as much as I possibly can, every chance we get. 

"it's yours...my pussy is yours Mister Jacobs" she moans and I groan.

I watch her tits bounce with each of my thrusts, watch her mouth part as I go harder.

"oh shit, oh fuck, make me cum" she cries. "shit, shit, make me cum" she begs. 

I groan and keep going, when the garage door sounds, the electronic noise of the door rolling up making both of us stop.

"fuck" I grunt. Amelia freezes, wide eyes and goes to stop. 

"hell no" I grab her hips. 

"hell fucking no" I pound her harder, faster, she lets out a tiny scream. 

"Oh shit, fuck, fuck yes!" she cries out, not loudly but loud enough to make me fuck her even deeper. 

"cum Amelia...cause im going to fucking fill you...right now baby" I groan and she moans.

Amelia doesnt make it over the edge with me, ...but I do fuck my cum into her. I fill that fucking pussy up like I'm supposed to, and leave her dripping with my cum as I quickly pull out and tuck my dick back in listening to the car door shut and the electronic door roll back down as I kiss Amelias cheek, while she's still bent over the counter, legs shaking, whimpering. 

"I'm sorry baby" I whisper and kiss her cheek, turning her head by grabbing her chin and groaning as I steal a quick kiss and then leave the bathroom to greet my wife.