[BONUS] In Over Her Head (Baby Blues) (Patreon)

Themes: Seduction, Dom/Sub, Big Dick, Threesome

Word Count: 3,244

Summary: Bizzy has a good thing going with Mr. MacPherson. Unfortunately, she doesn't know that he and his wife have plans for her... 

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As the key in the lock turns, Bizzy looks up from the show she’s watching, a smile on her pretty face. The young woman stands up and turns to face the door as the big-nosed father of the children she’d been baby-sitting tonight steps inside and closes the door behind him. Bizzy’s smile grows slightly when she doesn’t see his wife with him.

“Hey Mr. MacPherson! Did you and Mrs. MacPherson have a good time tonight?”

The bespectacled man blinks at her as if just remembering she’s there. Then he pulls a smile onto his face and nods.

“Oh yes, Wanda and I had an excellent time at dinner, but she realized there were some things she needed to get at the store, so she dropped me off to relieve you. We figured you probably had better things to do than lounge about our home all night long.”

Bizzy lifts a hand to her lips and giggles into is girlishly, even as something sinister hides in her eyes, and her mouth curls into a wicked grin behind her hand. She quickly hides the grin as she lowers the hand and speaks up in a peppy tone.

“Oh, it’s no problem at all Mr. MacPherson! The children were perfectly behaved tonight, and all three of them are asleep in bed. I guess… that leaves us all alone, doesn’t it?”

And just like that, her ‘employer’ freezes up, a sudden fear in his eyes. Bizzy lets the grin manifest itself now right before him as she stalks around the couch and he takes a step back, swallowing thickly.

“A-Ah, um… let me get your money Bizzy, and then you can head out.”

Bizzy scoffs at that and as the man reaches for his wallet, the blonde young woman reaches out and stops him dead by grabbing onto the front of his crotch. Her hand curls along the massive log of a cock currently laid down one of his pant legs and her grin widens as she feels it begin to grow and stiffen in her grasp.

“Mm, why leave so soon though? We both know how slow your wife is at the grocery store Darryl… how about I help you out before I go, alright?”

Darryl’s eyes are wide at this point and he’s frozen, even as she strokes his cock. The poor man is probably remembering just what sort of situation he’s in. It’d been an accident, the first time. Bizzy had been washing dishes when the MacPhersons had come home one night. Darryl had come into the kitchen to help her out while Wanda had gone to their bedroom to freshen up.

There was no doubt in Bizzy’s mind that the man didn’t mean to do it, he just wasn’t that kind of guy. No self-confidence to speak of. Still, he had to squeeze past her, and unfortunately Bizzy shifted backwards to put a dish in the dishwasher at that exact moment. Her ass had met his long, thick cock, bulging as it’d been out of the leg of his pants. They’d both frozen up, and then Bizzy had turned around and looked down at the monster that Darryl was packing with awe and desire welling up in her chest.

They hadn’t done anything that night, but Bizzy had certainly made sure Darryl remembered what happened. And now, out of fear of what his wife would do if she found out everything that he’d done with Bizzy, the poor man was completely at her mercy. Luckily for him, Bizzy wasn’t into anything truly kinky. All she wanted was that big fat cock of his.

Heh, who’d have guessed that the big-nosed red head would have a cock that rivaled the size of his most distinctive facial feature?

Darryl swallows thickly, but he doesn’t protest as Bizzy slowly descends to her knees. The blonde brushes her hair back out of her face, and then she reaches forward and undoes the button on Darryl’s jeans. Pulling down the zipper bit by bit is an exercise in patience as she salivates at the thought of playing with his cock once more.

Licking her lips, Bizzy sticks a hand down Darryl’s boxers and a moment later, she’s got his cock out and in her hands. A wide grin spreads across the blonde’s face as she stares at the massive member that the older man is rocking.

“Mm, you’ve got such a delicious cock Mr. D. I’m going to enjoy it forever and ever.”

Darryl groans and stutters and stammers as she leans forward and places her lips around the tip of his pecker. The father of three ends up backed up against the wall as his children’s babysitter swirls her tongue around his cockhead in a particularly intense manner, leaving him flustered and blushing up a storm.

“B-Bizzy… we shouldn’t… we shouldn’t be doing this.”

The blonde snorts derisively even as she continues her ministrations. The married man always says that, always protests her actions… but he never actually stops her. Bizzy knows that he wants this, just like she knows he knows who holds all the power here. So long as Wanda doesn’t know what she’s doing, Darryl will do whatever she wants.

And in this case, all the young blonde wants is for the big-dicked bespectacled man to stand still while she practices cock-sucking on him. The way Bizzy figures it, she’s not really going to ever truly ruin the MacPherson’s marriage, at least not on purpose. This whole thing with Darryl, this is a fling. Eventually, she’ll move on to boys her own age, especially when she goes off to college in another year.

And while Bizzy is sure that the father of three will be happy to have the temptation she represents removed from his life, she’s not about to leave him alone without some serious training under her belt. Still, Darryl’s dick will probably be the biggest she ever has to deal with. The blonde can’t imagine anything bigger than this monstrosity, at the very least.

If she can manage to master this cock, she’ll be able to master ANY cock. Which is why, after a few moments of sucking at his member, the young blonde begins to choke down the rest of Darryl’s length. Inch by inch, the blonde forces her to take more and more cock meat down her throat. This isn’t her only practice of course, she also deep throats bananas and cucumbers back at home when her parents aren’t watching.

But Darryl is bigger than any sort of phallic produce she can get her hands on, and even as she gets closer and closer to the base of his dick, she inevitably begins to gag and choke on his shaft.

“Gagkh! Gagkh! Gagkh!”

Meanwhile, her hands, no longer able to fit around what’s left of his member, slide down her body. Bizzy undoes the button on her own short shorts and a moment later she has the zipper down and a hand stuffed into her panties as she rubs her mound lustfully. Her other hand goes up under her skimpy half-top and she gropes at her tits as she deep-throats Darryl’s cock, bobbing back and forth faster and faster.

Her eyes remain fixed on the father of three’s as Darryl looks down at her in shock and lust and shame. He’s enjoying everything she’s doing far, far more than he cares to admit it, Bizzy is sure. Meanwhile, she’s finally reaching the base of his cock each time she forces his member down into her gullet. Her nose ends up buried in his pubes (the carpet DOES match the drapes, heh) and her slobber-covered chin slaps against his hefty, churning nut sack. 

Again, and again and again, until finally Darryl lets out a curse, stifling his instinctive shout as he begins to cum. This is the bit that Bizzy still needs practice with. She does her best to swallow every last drop of Darryl’s cum, but in the end, her best just isn’t totally good enough. She gags and chokes and more than a bit of the man’s seed spills free of her lips and down onto her half-exposed chest as he groans from the feeling of her throat spasming around him.

Pulling back, Bizzy pants a bit before glancing up and smiling at the man who technically employs her.

“Couch, now.”

Daryl’s eyes widen and he knows what she wants, but it’s obvious he doesn’t want to obey. Still, as she stands up, puts her hands on her hips, and gives him a very distinctive look, the bespectacled older gentleman is once more cowed into submission. His shoulders slumping and his eyes downcast shamefully as he moves to do as she says, Bizzy can’t help but grin wickedly, even as she pulls her already unbuttoned and unzipped short shorts down her legs and kicks them off. Her panties soon follow and the young blonde prances over to the married man that she’s been forcing to cheat.

Darryl lays down on the couch submissively, but there’s absolutely nothing submissive about his massive schlong as it stands up straight in anticipation of what’s to come, much to its owner’s blushing chagrin. Bizzy just pauses for a second to truly look at it, her eyes sparkling with desire and need and her tongue tracing out to lick her messy lips.

Still, staring at it forever isn’t going to do her any good. Hopping up onto the couch in nothing but her tennis shoes and her half-top, Bizzy grins wickedly as she kneels above Darryl’s monstrous dick. The father of three looks up at her and then at the sopping wet pussy currently hovering just half an inch over his cockhead and he flushes red with embarrassment over how much he wants it.

Bizzy licks her lips as she leans over and grabs hold of Darryl’s dick. A moment later, she’s fitting it inside of herself and slowly sinking down, inch by fucking inch. He’s massive, but she’s fucked him before and she’ll fuck him again. Needless to say, her young dripping wet quim takes the bespectacled man’s shaft like a champ, stretching obscenely wide, but not painfully so as she gasps and pants and moans in delight.

Her fingers just can’t do it for her, not really. While she can certainly get herself nice and riled up if she finger-fucks herself, she can’t truly cum without something big, hard, and phallic inside of her. Darryl’s dick has ruined her, she needs something close to him in size just to feel anything. Sometimes, that’s a baseball bat… other times, it’s his cock itself, as she sinks down on it just like she is now.

Moaning wantonly, Bizzy wiggles her hips along Darryl’s shaft and then grins as the man’s hands instinctively latch onto her hips. She looks down at the red-haired father of three and sees something familiar in his eyes. It takes the bespectacled man time to get there usually, but in the end he does always get there. 

He doesn’t resist, oh no… he never resists. Instead, there comes a point where Darryl MacPherson stops holding back in another way entirely. His teeth gritted, the father of three thrusts upwards with his hips and Bizzy has to cover her mouth to stifle the resulting shriek of pleasure that threatens to escape it, as the older man manages to bury the rest of himself inside of her in one single thrust. 

Placing her hands on his chest and grinning lewdly, Bizzy begins to slowly pull herself up Darryl’s cock, only for him to respond by dragging her back down right as he once again slams up into her cunt. His cock is as huge as ever, and that means he’s smacking up against her cervix as he fucks her harder and harder.

Of course, that’s not the end all, be all. Bizzy once more covers her mouth to hide a cry of partial pain, partial pleasure as Darryl abruptly forces his way up through her cervix. Having him inside of her womb is unlike anything the blonde has experienced in her young, short life. He fills her most sacred place with his cock meat and he stretches her womb around his dick like a condom as he begins to fuck her all savage like. Bizzy has to stuff a fist in her mouth just to keep herself quiet, even as Darryl loses total control over himself.

He always ends up like this, fucking her with all his strength as she bounces up and down on his cock. Her small tits jiggle and bounce as well under her half-top, and Bizzy’s head is flying all over the place as she stifles her moans and groans and cries. Her pussy walls tighten rhythmically around Darryl’s dick, and eventually she cums, unable to hold back anymore as the pleasure overwhelms her.

Her body spasms and shakes from the orgasm as her pussy juices spray out from the small area between her stretched cunt lips and his pistoning cock. Darryl doesn’t stop though, and neither does she. Bizzy continues to pull herself partway up his cock, only for him to slam her back down as he forces his member up into her with violent thrusts. Over and over and over again… it’s enough to drive a girl wild with lust.

Another orgasm wracks her body and Bizzy’s pussy walls begin to milk Darryl even harder than before. This second climax proves to be the father of three’s undoing as he growls and his release begins. Bizzy’s eyes roll back in her head and her eye lashes flutter shut as she feels his seed painting her womb white with cum. A loud, long, guttural moan leaves her throat and she leans forward as her gaze focuses again.

Staring down into the eyes of her temporary lover, Bizzy grins raunchily.

“There it is, there’s the Darryl MacPherson I know best. The one who plows me relentlessly, who takes me and treats me like the filthy little whore I am. I bet Wanda doesn’t let you treat her this way, I bet she doesn’t even let you cum inside anymore, not after three kids. You need me Darryl, as much as I need you.”

“Is that so?”

For a moment, Bizzy is confused. After all, Darryl’s lips hadn’t moved… and that wasn’t his voice. In fact, after she finishes processing those three, simple words, the blonde babysitter realizes something heart-stopping. The voice was feminine… and coming from behind her. Turning her head, Bizzy’s eyes go astronomically wide as she finds Wanda MacPherson standing there wearing nothing but a black corset, knee high boots, and elbow length gloves.

The black-haired MILF steps forward and smacks a riding crop across her hand as she smirks wickedly, much to Bizzy’s horror. Darryl’s grip suddenly tightens around Bizzy’s waist and the blonde glances down to find the seemingly unconfident bespectacled man now looking at her with the same wicked smirk.

“What… I don’t… I don’t understand.”

Wendy’s gloved hand suddenly closes on Bizzy’s head as her fingers and thumb dig painfully into the younger woman’s cheeks. She forces the blonde to look towards their TV, just as Darryl flicks it on and a videotape of her fucking him, of her harassing him, demanding sex from him, forcing him into compliance, plays.

Bizzy sputters and looks between the two parents with horror.

“T-Turn that off! You’ll wake the children!”

That just gets a wider grin from both, and it’s Wanda who answers the trapped, helpless blonde babysitter.

“The leftovers you fed them tonight were properly laced with some harmless sleeping drugs. There was a reason they were so well behaved you silly little slut. Nothing we do will wake them up… NOTHING. And oh the things I intend to do to you.”

Bizzy whimpers as Darryl thrusts up into her cum-filled womb once more. Against all odds, the bespectacled man is still rock hard inside of her cunt, even as his wife leans her chin on Bizzy’s shoulder and brings the riding crop up to slide its’ head across Bizzy’s naked abdomen.

“Just so you know, my dear little harlot… Darryl treats me however he wants to. That big hard cock of his that you’re so enamored with ensnared me long before it ensnared you, you stupid, young bitch. There’s a reason we have three kids, and it’s not because I like children, though I’ll admit the little shits have grown on me. No, it’s because I can’t stand not being filled with Darryl’s cum at least once a night, and in the end, not even birth control is able to hold back his virile seed.”

Here, Wanda pauses, and then brings down the riding crop on Bizzy’s clit, drawing a shriek and a spasm from the blonde babysitter.

“… How many times has my husband cum inside you now? Around ten since you started this last month, by my count. At this point, you’re almost certainly pregnant. I know I am. I suppose we’ll end up popping at the same time, won’t we? That’ll be fun, don’t you think?”

There are tears welling in Bizzy’s eyes… but at the same time she’s utterly turned on right now, even as her fear and anticipation mount side by side from Wanda’s riding crop tracing over her body again. Darryl is fucking her, bouncing her up and down on his cock, and his wife is watching as if it’s the most natural thing in the world.

She’s been tricked into this by the pair. The big-dicked man and the woman who loved his cock enough to marry him and bear him three children. And now she was trapped, stuck between the two like some frightened little mouse between a lioness and her mate. Shuddering, Bizzy turns her head to look at Wanda with teary eyes.

“W-What… what happens now?”

The dark-haired MILF lifts a brow at that.

“Now? Now you call your parents and tell an emergency came up and that you have to babysit for us overnight. And after that’s over, we’ll have some fun, how does that sound dear?”

It’s sounds even nicer than Bizzy wants to admit. The young blonde bites her lower lip, even as Darryl reaches back and hands her the MacPherson’s landline for her to use to call. They expect her to talk to her father or her mother over the phone while she’s nearly naked and wrapped around Darryl’s dick? Bizzy shudders as she looks back and forth between the two and realizes that’s exactly what they want from her.

The unspoken threat hangs in the air, though in a way it’s not entirely unspoken. Neither of the MacPhersons have to say anything in the end. The video playing on the TV says it all for them. It’s her, essentially blackmailing Darryl into sex, into cheating on his wife. If it gets out, if her parents find out what she’s done, Bizzy knows she’s a goner.

She has to… she has to submit. And the husband and wife currently looking at her expectantly know it. As tears continue to well up, yet not fall from her eyes, Bizzy bites her lower lip and takes the phone from Darryl’s hand. She’s not surprised at all when he begins to thrust up into her before she’s even finished dialing her home number.

… It’s going to be a long night.