⊹ ࣪ ˖ 𝐁𝐄𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐃 𝐀 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐒
are you watching?
𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒 - fucking the mother of the child you babysit can go wrong in many ways , like not noticing the new nanny cams her wife set up.
𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 - older!sevika , age gap (legal) , sevika is married (she cheats which is so unrealistic I KNOW!! but the marriage is like falling apart..) , she hits it from behind, spit, spanking , pet names (doll, princess etc) , readers kinda a homewrecker, being recorded by a nanny cam while fucking. (strap referred to as cock)
"m-mrs! ah~ - sev - fuck!"
The only thing filling the living room of sevika's home was the loud desperate whines escaping your throat raw, the sloppy, filthy sounds of sevika's cock pumping in and out of you in a rapid pace filled the humid air, your cunt being stretched to the brim, juices leaking down on the fabric of the couch - your wet cunt squelching loudly .. obscenely as you whine against the couch mindlessly.
her big palm smacks against your ass cheek making your back arch deeper, sevika's eyes stuck on the white creamy ring forming around the base of her cock.
it seemed the universe decided to award you in some way shape or form, and now....you're getting fucked from behind on a rich ass couch.
she's big. So fucking big...your hands gripping the the couch infront of you tightly, your damp cheek pressing against it ... drool from your mouth leaking slowly. sevika's palms gripped your hips tightly as her hips thrusted into you with a precise movement.. her hands gripped you so tight you knew it'd most likely bruise, her fingers dug into your flesh ... marking you.
"like this? huh? like being bent over on my couch...being fucked by a married woman," sevika's voice was deep - low... the rasp of her voice making your cunt clench around her, your whole body feels so sensitive - she had your body purposely facing the small camera that sat neatly across the room..the red recording light glowing brightly.
the nanny cam.
"takin' it so well doll. like being fucked like this .. such a pretty ass view." her palms lands roughly on your ass once more making you mewl uncontrollably into the couch. "like that huh," she pounds into you harder , hands lifting your hips up - manhandling you like a wild animal. "be a good girl for me, and look into the camera" sevika growled, her eyes not leaving the back of your head...gaze piercing through you.
Slowly you raised your head, hands lifting your body to get a better view of the cam across the room.
the once red light turned green.
green... meaning someone was watching...
this was bad - you knew that, not once did you think of yourself as a homewrecker .. yet.. You can't help the subconscious giggles that escape your lips, too lost in the feeling of getting your wet pussy fucked to give a single shit about who's watching.
You're not entirely sure how it happened, how you ended up on all fours on the soft couch in the living room with your skirt riding up your waist, your pink laced panties thrown to the side so her cock could stretch you out...your hips being held by the woman who writes your checks for babysitting her daughter, being guided to take her cock...you don't even know how this came about. One moment, you were tucking in the little one, smoothing her back curls and murmuring a soft 'goodnight' - an action that became a warm, familiar, routine for the past month.
Then came the quiet lull of waiting, Linda was supposed to be home first, like always. She'd shoot you a text or swing the door open with that familiar energy you've grown fond of.
But..
That's not what happened.
Instead, the door clicked open - and it was...Sevika.
You blinked, thrown off. She never got home this early - hell, you barely saw her at all most nights always working late..always some sort of ghost that stayed in the background.. 'how was your day' she'd ask with a raised eyebrow and you answered quickly - something vague ... safe.
The air shifted.
There was something thick about the silence that followed. Unspoken... a little awkward yet electric.
Then she crossed the room, walking to the couch you were sitting at.
She didn't sit at the other end of the couch like any other person would do..no - she settled right beside you. Close enough for her thigh to brush against yours, the touch was soft ... a graze at best but it lingered..
your heart pounded in your chest, throat going dry...you weren't uncomfortable...but rather..intimidated.
Because, truth be told youve always found sevika magnetic - that cool, intimidating edge, those piercing silver eyes that never missed a thing, the way she carried herself, she was raw power wrapped in skin and scars and god... she was beautiful in a way that made you ache...made everything..ache.
this was wrong.
oh you were well aware of that.
You couldn't imagine coming home to see your own wife fucking some college students on your couch but...what's life if you don't make it a little interesting? Plus, you weren't blind to the cracks in their marriage either...Linda never spoke about it outright, but the signs were there, late night, cold silences... no more late night dates instead you babysat whenever they both had work... You never tried but the pieces added up.
So in your defense (and a not so good one) the marriage was already unraveling.
and maybe thats what made the moment more charged... more uncertain..
"mmmffgh! fuck, oh fuck - feels so fucking good!" you whine loudly, your hips buckling as her cock reached deeper making you arch more - mouth opened with your tongue out. You were so fucked out, so sensitive, drunk on her dick.
sevika hands suddenly grab a fist full of your hair, shoving your head down further into the couch. "your fucking creaming all over my dick princess," she was right - you're soaked. juices shining around her strap as it leaks down to the couch below you ... creating a puddle that was definitely going to leave a stain. Her thrust were starting to get sloppy - uncoordinated.
The fat of your ass jiggled with each thrust, the loud sound of skin slapping together filling the humid air- she knew what she was doing ... she knew all the right spots to hit ... to touch ... she knew exactly how to bring you over the edge as if she's done this with you before.
or atleast imagined it.
her hand wraps around the back of your neck tightly "gonna cum pretty doll? gonna cum on my cock baby?" she purrs at you teasingly, watching as your hips stutter.
"ahh- fuuck! .. gonn- ah!" you let out a strangled cry as you feel your stomach clench up tightly, your legs shaking, your wet cunt clenching around every inch of her girth.. sevika - with a small smirk on her face watches you , eye flickering to the camera across from the dirty act for a mere second before back to you.. unblinking as one of her hands wraps around you. Your pussy squeezing as you gasp at the feeling of her fingers rubbing against your pulsing clit.
"ahhh! pl-please so - good!" your hips buckled desperately with every hard, sloppy thrust of hers behind you... your moaning mindlessly, the feeling was like a drug ... not only the feeling of being fucks so good you could barely think ... but also the disgusting feeling of being recorded - and someone watching.
your body was so fucking sensitive, the feeling of sevika's cock thrusting into you faster each second...the feeling of her fingers rubbing against your wet clit made your cunt clench around her tighter - you let out a high-pitched gasp as you body convulsed, your orgasm spreading through you like an infection, head buried in the couch as your muffled whines filled sevika's ears.
her fingers wet as they leave sloppy soft taps against your clit - her hand soaked with your sticky mess as her hips slowly began to stop , letting you ride out your orgasm.
"good girl, such a good girl...." sevika whispers , her sharp piercing eyes watching as she slowly pulled her cock out of your sore hole, the satisfaction spreading throughout her body at what she created - your pulsing, sore, wet cunt clenching around nothing. She backs up a little to get a better view before slowly moving her hands to your ass cheeks, separate them.
her palms massaging your flesh as your back arched voluntarily - letting her do as she pleases.
you flinch at the feeling of her spit hitting your cunt from the back, a soft whine escaping your throat at the feeling as you turned your head back to try to catch a glimpse of the woman behind you, cheeks warm and damp, lashes wet as your swollen lip was being held tightly between your teeth .. your perky ass wiggling in the air.
"...so pretty.." is all sevika could mutter out under her breath.
Lost in the moment - no, consumed by it. The kind of moment so raw, so shamelessly filthy, it blurred every line of right and wrong, the nanny cam sat there, quiet and blinking in the corner, its tiny green light like a voyeur’s eye. You both knew it recorded everything, even entertained the situation.
You knew for sure that you were possibly fired..Linda liked you - adored you even.. but you just ended up fucking her wife on camera for her to see so you're not too sure about that now.
written by @baambied
this is so ass sorry 😭
