Claiming the Babysitter

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Chloe's parents have no problem letting her stay late at Mr. Hanson's, after all, her dad laughs, "you're right next door."

If only her dad could see her now.

Huge hands are wrapped around her ankles to keep her folded in half as she's pounded into the bed. Mr. Hanson's huge body hunched over hers, as he slams his fat, monster cock deep in her eighteen year old virgin pussy. She can feel every vein, every ridge of his girthy mature cock as it stretches her untried walls open, forcing her to mould her to his shape.

She can feel every slap of his full and heavy balls against her ass, his cock head crushing her cervix, reminding her that he's not wearing a condom. She knew enough about sex to know there is a very real threat that this older man could get her pregnant like this.

"Mr. Hanson-please-please-stop," she wails brokenly, her little fists whacking against his broad chest not slowing him down in the slightest.

"Mm..." he murmurs. "What a nice, tight little pussy. Can't remember the last time I broke in a virgin. Knew you'd take me so well"

He's ignoring her, talking about her like she's not there.

"Mr. Hanson," she cries.

"Shh, just relax, pretty girl. Don't resist it."

How did she get here?

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- A couple hours earlier -

Her dad's friend who lives next door makes her nervous--and for good reason. He's big and tall and intimidating. He has this quiet presence, yet she can feel this underlying dominating energy. It sets her on edge. Like he's the predator and she's the prey.

It was her dad who suggested she go babysit for Mr. Hanson, so she went next door to introduce herself. Mr. Hanson welcomes her into his house and she immediately warms up to him once he introduces her to his adorable little toddler, Chance.

He can't be so bad, if he's a single dad taking care of such a little cutie. And she has to admit, the single dad is very handsome. He's in his early forties and still in great shape, he's strong and broad all over, with a handsome and defined face, a little stubble that only adds to his appeal.

So Chloe starts babysitting for him, adoring spending time with Chance.

Caught up in the little toddler, she misses the way his lecherous gaze moves over her soft and youthful body. He couldn't help but notice how well she had filled out. Despite being so young, Chloe had curves for days. Big pillowy breasts, a soft swell to her stomach, and her hips flare out wide, leading to a thick ass and thick thighs. Chloe was a hot little bombshell--and Mr. Hanson was not a good man.

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Chloe went over to his house today to babysit Chance, but Mr. Hanson told her he wasn't home. Confused, she asked if she should leave, then. And he coaxed her into having some tea with him.

He sat really close to her, making her squirm in her seat. The older man made her nervous.

"How old are you again?" he asks, offhandedly.

"Eighteen, why?"

"No reason. You're just so good with kids for someone so young."

She shrugs. "I have a lot of younger siblings and cousins, I've taken care of a lot of babies."

"I bet you're going to be a great mother."

The comment catches her off guard, she doesn't know what to say in response.

And then he leans into her space, staring deep into her eyes as he settles his big warm hand on her bare thigh.

"What," she gasps, cursing herself for wearing shorts today.

"You're so cute," he says, his hand moving higher as he palms her thigh. "I can't help it. Watching you walk around my house in your little tank tops and your short shorts."

"Do you do it on purpose? Do you like riling up this old man?"

"No- I didn't mean-"

"You like getting my attention, don't you?"

"I-uhm. I don't know."

"I think you do."

He's right. There is some truth to it. She liked the glances he'd give her, the way he'd look his fill if he thought she wasn't paying attention. It was thrilling. But just a fantasy. There's no way she'd ever expect him to cross that boundary.

This is too real all of a sudden.

"I'm sorry! I'll do better, I'll wear better clothes!"

"Mm-mm," he murmurs, shaking his head. "It's ok. Just relax. Let me give you the attention you need."

She squeals when his big hand clamps over her tit, his heat emanating right through her tank top and bra.

"What the-"

He pulls down her bra and tank top together, exposing her bare breasts.

"Mr. Hanson!"

"Hm?" He jerks his head up from where he was looking down at her perky, heaving tits. "What?"

She tries to pull her shirt up but he batts her hands away, then holds them both down with one hand as he inspects her tits again.

"Be a good girl and sit still for me, yeah?"

He cups one, his thumb brushing over her nipple, eliciting a shiver down her spine.

"What nice, pretty tits you have."

He circles his thumb over her nipple until it's a stiff little point, then does the same to the other one. She squirms as his hand splays over the soft swell of her stomach, his thumb dipping into her belly button. Like this, she can see just how much bigger he is, his hand practically spanning across her entire stomach.

His hand slips under the waistband of her shorts and panties, cupping her bare sex with his big hand before she can even think to protest.

He makes her feel so small--and he touches her like he owns her. His big hand between her thighs is relentless, petting her clit until she's trembling and crying out as he makes her cum. He strokes her through her orgasm, claiming her lips with his, sliding his tongue into her mouth.

He flicks her nipple with one hand and she squeals.

"You're so cute, so sensitive. You like my big hands touching you?"

She can only tremble in place like a frightened doe.

She watches with wide eyes as he brings his fingers to his mouth and sucks her fresh girl slick off them. He groans around his fingers, licking them clean.

"You taste so good. So pure. I bet you're a virgin aren't you?" His tongue darts out and wets his lips. "That's a damn shame, we're going to have to fix that right now."

"C'mon." He hoists her off the couch and throws her over his shoulder and stalks to his bedroom, his big hand palming her ass cheek possessively. He's like a caveman just doing whatever he wants with her. "It's time to give you a proper fucking."

In his room, on his big bed, he strips her down, first by pulling her tank top off, then unclasping her bra, and then tugging her shorts down. He takes a moment to appreciate the young girl laid out on his bed with only a pair of panties on before he tugs those off too. Fully bare, she shivers under the gaze of this large older man.

Her mouth gapes and her eyes widen as he pushes his pants down his thighs and his stiff girthy cock springs out of his boxers. It swings like a hammer between his legs as he climbs onto the bed and crawls on top of her, caging her underneath him.

"Please," she begs, clamping her legs together. "I don't-"

"Just relax," he murmurs, stroking his hands up and down her thighs. "You're a big girl, you can take it."

He pries her legs open and rubs his fat cock up and down her tiny fluttering crease, coating himself in her slick. It's immediately apparent to her that he's going to ruin her. He's just so goddamn big!

"Mr. Hanson," she begs once more. "Please-"

He ignores her, knees shuttling forward as he lines himself up at her entrance and unceremoniously starts to push himself in. He groans as her tight entrance strangles his cock head, as he forces her to stretch and take him deeper.

"Just relax, shh, it's okay, just relax for me."

She whimpers as he bullies his cock into her, inch by inch, having never had anything inside her before, the stretch is unimaginable. Her eyes go wide as he continues to stretch her untried walls, going where no one has gone before, claiming her innocent pussy for himself.

Her mouth falls open as he grunts, shoving the last of his length inside her. He's balls deep, his hips firmly pressed against her ass. Like this she can feel him bump against the limits of her back walls, pressed against something tingly and aching.

And just like that, she realizes, he's claimed her virginity.

"Good girl," he murmurs, big hand palming the top of her head as he dips down to kiss her. She whimpers into his mouth as he slicks his tongue into hers. "Such a good girl for me."

He grinds deep like this, cock invading her cunt as his tongue delves into her mouth. He leans back on his haunches, hands clamping around her ankles and lifting them into the air. Like this, he starts shuttling into her, eyes closed as he savours the feel of her tight, sucking cunt strangling his cock as he forces her to take it over and over and over.

"Oh god," she whines, her hands pushing against his chest to no avail. "It's too much, too big-"

That's how she finds herself with huge hands wrapped around her ankles to keep her folded in half as she's pounded into the bed. Mr. Hanson's huge body hunched over hers, as he slams his fat, monster cock deep in her eighteen year old virgin pussy. She can feel every vein, every ridge of his girthy mature cock as it stretches her untried walls open, forcing her to mould her to his shape.

She can feel every slap of his full and heavy balls against her ass, his cock head crushing her cervix, reminding her that he's not wearing a condom. She knew enough about sex to know there is a very real threat that this older man could get her pregnant like this.

"Mr. Hanson-please-please-stop," she wails brokenly, her little fists whacking against his broad chest not slowing him down in the slightest.

"Mm..." he murmurs. "What a nice, tight little pussy. Can't remember the last time I broke in a virgin. Knew you'd take me so well"

He's ignoring her, talking about her like she's not there.

"Mr. Hanson," she cries.

"Shh, just relax, pretty girl. Don't resist it." He swirls her clit with his thumb as he circles his hips, grinding deep. "Feels good, don't it?"

He hits something that sets fireworks off in her brain and her toes curling in his grip on her ankle. He grunts as her pussy clamps down on him. Then continues to pound her through her orgasm.

"Gonna breed this tight little pussy," he tells her, his thrusts jolting her entire body.

"Please-" she wails. "Please don't cum inside!"

"None of that, now," he grunts. "This is what you get for teasing me."

Chloe squeals as his thrusts slam her into the bed, using his weight to hold her down, keep her trapped beneath him, and then she feels it--his cock jerking as it unleashes thick bursts of hot, sticky seed deep in her fertile little womb.

"Not inside," she whimpers, knowing it's already too late.

"There you go, take it like a good girl." His palm settles on her lower belly, splaying wide, his cock still buried in her spasming cunt, the clenching and squeezing of her walls unwittingly milking the seed from his balls. "Feels nice and warm, hm? Your little tummy pumped full of my cum."

She sniffles through her tears, limp beneath him.

Defeated. Drained. Broken.

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When it starts getting late, about the time she should be going home, her dad calls Mr. Hanson. He slips out of her, leaning over the bed to rifle through his pants to find his phone.

He picks up his phone, "Sorry about that, just a little preoccupied here, your daughter has been such a big help, she's putting Chance down for bed right now, do you mind if I borrow her for a little while longer?"

Borrow her? More like he wants to keep her.

She can hear her dad laugh good naturedly on the other end before Mr. Hanson hangs up, fully believing his friend and neighbour is taking good care of his daughter.

She tries to crawl away on shaky limbs, but his hand clamps over her ankle and drags her back to him.

She squeals when he hauls her ass in the air by a forceful grip on her hips, pressing her face into the sheets as he shuffles behind her, rubbing the shaft of that monster cock of his back and forth along her cum-drenched pussy, in the next breath, he's notched at her opening and sliding deep to the base. He lets out a deep satisfied groan, revelling in the feel of her hot, tight, eighteen year old pussy.

And then he takes her roughly from behind.

He pummels into her, his fat cock leaving her breathless and brain dumb, his big breeder balls slapping against her with every relentless, demanding thrust. She feels like his breeding mare, like a vessel to be pumped full of his virile sperm. Without any effort on her part, her body tenses for another orgasm. The intensity of it has her crying out and her brain shutting down.

She must pass out, and when she wakes up, it's to the feel of his big body moving over hers, he's still at it. This time she's on her back, legs spread wide, his big balls thwoping against her ass as he fucks his cum into her.

She doesn't know how many times he's cum inside her, but she can feel it slosh around in her tummy as he jostles her body.

"So full..."

She doesn't realize she said that out loud until he grunts in approval.

Her legs are thrown over his shoulders and her thighs and back ache from being folded in half like this, her knees practically touching the bed with how he's resting his weight on her. She can't move an inch as his cock batters her cervix over and over.

"This is called the mating press," he says. "Deep, like this, you're going to take another breeding."

She whimpers and whines but doesn't squirm, save for her toes curling uselessly in the air as he slams balls deep and his burly cock grinds and pulses as she feels him once again pump his thick virile seed deep into her unprotected womb.

"Good girl, you feel that deep in your lil tummy?" he coos mockingly. "Your fertile little womb is begging to get bred. I'm putting a baby in here."

He holds her in this position for what seems like forever. His thick cock plugging her hole so his seed stays deep inside her, his swimmers penetrating her womb, desperate to fertilize her egg and impregnate her.

When he finally pulls out, his firm hands on her thighs keep her legs in this raised position, and he rocks her hips side to side, eyes trained on her well used cunt. He glances up at her with a satisfied look in his eyes.

"You take your breedings so well, your greedy womb is gobbling up all my sperm, none of it is leaking out."

He's telling the truth, all of the potent seed he's pumped into her is sloshing around in her tummy, sticking to her walls, flooding her womb.

"D'you wanna be a mommy that badly?"

She whimpers brokenly.

What is there to say? He's already gone and broken her in, pumped her belly full of his cum, made her his.

"You like my big dick?"

"Yeah," she cries out unbidden. Jerking when he starts stroking his fingers over her twitching pussy lips. She's so sensitive there, now, that the slightest touch is too much.

"You like it when my cock kisses your womb?"

She whimpers, nodding her head, spasming when he drags his fingers up to her swollen clit.

"Beg," he orders. "Beg me nicely, and I'll fill this greedy pussy up again."

"Please," she whines. " Please put it in."

"Put what in?" he asks, slipping just one of his thick fingers inside her cum-soaked cunt.

"Your big cock."

"Mhmm. What else?"

"P-please...please put a baby in me."

"You want my baby?" he asks, pulling his finger out stained white with cum. He streaks it across her belly. "You want me to put a baby in this little tummy?"

"Yeah...please, give me your baby."

"See, that wasn't so hard, hm?" he says, coming between her legs once more and slotting his cock against her sticky folds, his tip reaching her belly button. Like this, she can see just how deep he reaches every time he bottoms out inside her. He is such a large man. She felt tiny underneath him. Just a little plaything for him to do whatever he wanted with, whether she liked it or not.

"I'm gonna get you pregnant, you know that right?"

She shivers, her pussy drooling fresh slick at his words. Fuck, she wanted it. She wanted this big strong older man to knock her up, breed her tight little pussy.

"Please, breed me," she begs, spreading her thighs even wider.

"Don't worry, you're young, fertile. If it doesn't happen today, it'll happen tomorrow." He palms the soft swell of her tummy. "I'm going to breed you properly, day after day after day, until it takes. Now, open up for me, good girl," he says as he bullies his cockhead and shaft back into her.

He wasn't lying.

He fucked her throughout the night, utterly possessed with breeding her as many times as possible.

In the morning, he cooked breakfast and made her sit on his lap as he fed her. All the while he kept one large hand splayed over her stomach, stroking and caressing her. As soon as she was done he pushed the dishes to the side, bent her over the dining table, and pulled her panties down her legs.

"Let's see this pretty little cunny." He slid two fingers along the crease of her sex, inspecting her. "Sore?" he asks.

Chloe nods her head, biting her lip when he dips a finger inside and it comes out stained white from the copious amount of seed he pumped into her last night and well into the morning. Her pussy was swollen and raw from taking the older man's burly cock so many times, but that didn't stop her traitorous body from leaking arousal in anticipation of another round.

"I'll try to be gentle then, but you need another breeding."

She shivers as he lines up behind her and sinks his fat cock in one strong thrust all the way to the base. She can feel his balls flush against her pussy lips, his cock head deep in her guts as he grinds his hips.

She yelps as he pulls back and immediately sets a fast, punishing pace, his thighs smacking against her ass as he bullies his big mature cock into her tight young pussy. His powerful thrusts have her pushed up on her tippy toes to try to find some balance.

"That's it, good girl, just like that. Take your morning breeding."

He pushes forward with his weight, pushing her higher up on the table until her feet can't reach the floor. They flail helplessly in the air as he pummels her into the table.

He curls one arm around her and swipes his big fingers across her puffy abused clit.

She wails, sensitive and wrung out, but somehow he's able to coax another orgasm out of her.

As her pussy clenches and sucks on his cock, he groans as he slams deep, holding himself there, his balls drawing up tight as he bursts inside her. She can feel the warmth spread in her belly, and her mouth falls open, in a daze, as he pumps rope after rope of hot, thick, impregnating seed deep into her willing womb.

With his cock still inside her, he pulls her back to him and she once again sits on his lap, now with a full belly and a full womb, and a cock filling up her needy pussy. He licks and kisses up her neck, hand slipping under her shirt to fondle her breasts, pluck her puffy nipples, as the other hand wraps around her to splay wide over her belly.

She doesn't know how long she sits on his cock because he distracts her with kisses. He licks sweetly into her mouth, nibbles and bites her lips. Finally, he taps her hip and she stands up, his cock squelching loudly as it slips out of her.

"Shower and change into your clothes," he says.

"What will I say to my parents?"

"Nothing but the truth," he said. "That you helped a single father in his time of need."

She continued to babysit for Mr. Hanson, and when she was watching little Chance, Mr. Hanson would come up behind her and wrap his arms around her, and whisper in her ear how good of a mother she'll be.

"You're going to look so good, big and round, with Chance's little sibling growing inside you."

He palms the slight swell of her stomach, like he's taken to doing any chance he gets. True to his promise, he breeds her daily. Morning and night. He fucks her in the morning before he goes to work every day, and then again every night after she tucks Chance in for bed, with every intention of impregnating her.