Peyton The Babysitter Caught Me Staring

"So Matt, your father and I are going out again tonight. Peyton is going to be over to watch Amber and you," Mom said.

"Mom, she doesn't have to watch me. I'm eighteen, don't be ridiculous."

"Let's not start this again. You don't want to be grounded, do you?"

It wasn't easy, but I held my tongue. I didn't want to be stuck in my room when Peyton was here. It's just so insulting when Mom says I have a babysitter. Part of me wanted to tell her what Peyton did to me last night. Peyton insisted that I stay in my room, and when I tried to convince her to let me watch TV, she grabbed my balls. Unbelievable. Worse yet, I came in my pants. It was a disaster, and I was completely humiliated. But it was also so hot and exciting. I hid from Peyton all day at school. I didn't want to run into her. She was in my marketing class, so I sat at the very back of the lecture hall.

I wandered off to the living room to watch TV. Amber sat on the floor in front of me, playing a board game. My parents were in their room getting ready to leave when the doorbell rang. Amber jumped up to answer the door, and soon Peyton followed her into the living room. Amber dragged Peyton over to her game and made her sit down. Peyton leaned forward to roll the dice, and her blouse opened wide so that I could see her breasts. My cock immediately stiffened in my pants as I stared at her breasts, just hanging there in her blouse. Her breasts looked so big and full. I imagined cupping them in my hands.

I had the perfect viewing angle from my spot on the couch. Each time Peyton leaned forward to move her piece or roll the dice, I got an eyeful of her breasts. My cock was rock hard by the time my parents left. I tried to focus on the TV, but every time Peyton leaned forward, I had to look.

Eventually, Amber and Peyton finished their game. They went into the kitchen to have a snack before Amber's bedtime. I decided to go upstairs and do some surfing on my computer. I found myself drawn to ballbusting porn. I couldn't get it out of my head. The way Peyton's hand squeezed my balls and the intensity of my orgasm. It was just mind-blowing, and staring at Peyton's tits for the last half hour had me all worked up. I wanted to jerk off, but I could hear Amber and Peyton in Amber's room, getting her ready for bed.

Amber yelled for me to come into her room and give her a good night kiss. I wandered over to find Peyton on the far side of the bed, leaning over Amber. Fuck, those tits are just incredible. I gave Amber a quick kiss and got a nice close-up look down Peyton's blouse, then I scurried back downstairs before my cock got too hard to hide.

Peyton came downstairs after putting Amber to bed. She walked into the living room where I was watching TV again.

"So Matt, you want to play a game or something?"

"Not really, I was just going to watch a little TV. If it's okay with you."

"Oh, it's fine with me. I thought you might want to play a game so you could look down my blouse some more."

"Uh, oh. You noticed. Sorry."

"You weren't very subtle, and I saw you trying to hide an erection too. Do you think that's the kind of behavior you should have in front of your younger sister?"

"Uh ... I guess not. I said I'm sorry."

"You need to be disciplined, stand up."

I was about to argue with her, but I wanted to see what she was going to do. Would she grab my balls again? I wanted her to, and I was scared she would. I got up slowly, my cock was already hard just from the thought of her hand on my balls.

"You have an erection? You are totally out of control," Peyton said as she stepped up to me. Her hand brushed against my hard cock as she reached for my balls. I tried to be silent, but I moaned slightly at the touch of her hand on my cock. Then she clamped her fingers around my balls and squeezed.

"Ohhh!" I groaned as pain suddenly clouded my mind. Her fingers pushed into my balls, and I felt them compress in her grip. I felt nauseous and a little dizzy, but I managed to stay standing.

"I can't believe you, staring at my tits and getting an erection. You are completely out of control."

"Uhhhhh ... sorry. My balls," I groaned as she began tugging on them.

"Look how hard your cock is," she said as she pushed against it with her other hand. "Are you going to cum in your pants again?"

"I ... uh ... maybe."

"I don't want to have to clean up your dirty clothes. Come with me." She yanked me by the balls into the kitchen, and she closed the door behind us. She sat on one of the kitchen chairs and undid my pants. She pulled them and my boxers down, my cock popped out, and pointed at her face. My cock was so hard, the anticipation of whatever she might do had me nervous and excited.

"My, that's quite an erection," she said as she squeezed my cock in her hand. She was at eye level with my cock as she slowly jerked it and looked up at me. "You need to learn to behave, you can't be leering at me like that." Her other hand reached for my balls, and she squeezed them into each other. They hurt, but my cock felt so good that I welcomed the pain. I looked down at her and realized I could see into her blouse. Her big breasts looked so soft and welcoming. I felt like my mind was overloaded, it was all too much.

She squeezed my cock and balls at the same time, and I immediately came. It was so quick that it surprised me, but it surprised her even more because my cock was aimed at her face. I blasted a load of cum onto her. Then she quickly pointed my cock down, and I blasted a load of cum on her chest. Her blouse was suddenly soaked with my cum, and another load of cum only made it worse. Her blouse clung to her big breasts, she looked amazing. The feeling of one hand squeezing my cock while the other squeezed my balls was perfect.

"FUCK!" I moaned as I shot another load of cum onto her chest.

"Fucking pervert," she exclaimed. She squeezed my balls even harder, and my knees gave out and dropped onto the floor. She still held my cock and balls, my cock was throbbing in her hand.

She finally let go, my cock dropped from her fingers, and dribbled the last bit of cum onto the floor.

"Well, that didn't work at all," she said, and she began unbuttoning her blouse. "And you soaked my shirt." She finished unbuttoning her blouse and then peeled it off her breasts. Her breasts were amazing, so big and soft, and yet defying gravity. So perfect. I watched with my mouth hanging open as she wiped herself off.

"Uh, sorry. Here, take my shirt," I said as I pulled it off. She finished cleaning off her breasts and put my shirt on.

"Now I have to do laundry, you are such a headache. You and your erections."

"I ... uh ... sorry?"

I wasn't.