Peyton The Babysitter Wants To Ride Me (Not What You're Thinking...)

It's been a week since Peyton was over last. She babysits my sister when my parents go out, and according to my parents, she babysits me too. I'm eighteen and a half, but my parents insist I have to do whatever she says. Little do they know, she's been making me get undressed and busting my balls.

You might think I would tell my parents what she's doing to me, but I won't. I won't because I want it so badly. She humiliates and dominates me, then she makes me cum. I cum so hard that I nearly pass out. I want her so much that I can't stop thinking about her and her fingers wrapped around my cock and balls. Crazy.

My parents told me this morning that they were going out, and Peyton would be babysitting Amber and me. For once, I didn't even argue with them about whether or not Peyton was babysitting me. Fuck it. I couldn't wait to see Peyton again. I was on edge the entire day.

I sat in the living room with my younger sister, Amber, playing some game while we waited for Peyton to show up. I could barely focus on the game. When the doorbell finally rang, I noticed my cock getting hard. Amber jumped up to let Peyton in, and after Peyton said hi to my parents, she joined Amber and me in our game. Peyton looked good, as always. Her big breasts were hidden in her tank top, but when she leaned forward, I could at least see some of that amazing cleavage.

"Take me for a ride!" Amber exclaimed. She likes for me to get on all fours, then she climbs on my back and rides me like a horse. I leaned forward so she could climb on, then I started to walk around on my hands and knees. "Go horsey!"

"You can go faster than that," Peyton said, and she smacked my ass. I took Amber around the living room. Amber encouraged me to go faster and faster. I pranced around for another minute, but it was enough already.

"Okay, Amber, that's it. Let's finish up our game."

"Bad horsey."

I grabbed her and tickled her, she giggled, and then went back to our game. Peyton gave me a funny look. I wasn't sure what it was about. We played the game for another fifteen minutes, then Peyton and Amber went upstairs to get ready for bed. I cleaned up the living room and got myself a snack in the kitchen. Soon, I heard Peyton coming back downstairs.

"I want a ride too, Matt," Peyton said.

"What?"

"I want to ride you like a pony, take off your clothes."

I should have seen that coming. I quickly stripped off my T-shirt and shorts. My cock was already hard, I wasn't sure why. I glanced over at Peyton watching me undress. I wondered if she would be heavy.

"Get on the floor," she commanded, then she walked over and sat on my back.

"Giddyap!" she said, and she smacked my ass. I carried her across the room on my back, she swatted at my ass the whole way. "Get moving." When we got to the far side of the room, she yelled, "Stop!"

"That's a good boy," she said, and she leaned back to pat my balls. "You didn't carry me very quickly. I bet if I smacked your balls, that would help motivate you."

I didn't answer, I knew she was going to do it either way.

"Giddyap!"

I started off to take her back across the living room, but she leaned back and whacked my balls.

"FUCK!" I grunted.

"I barely hit you, it's too hard to reach."

She flailed away, but she was right. She couldn't really get to my balls with any force.

"I know what to do. Stop!"

"What?"

"I'm going to ride you backwards, so I can get to your balls."

She turned me around, then climbed on me backwards. "Giddyap!" she exclaimed, then her hand slapped my balls.

"FUCK!" I grunted, the pain shocked me.

"Get moving, or I'll punch them!"

I quickly started across the living room, and she swatted at my balls the whole way. I felt so silly and humiliated, but I have to admit that my cock was rock hard. She turned me around, and we went back the other side, then into the den, around the dining room, and finally into the kitchen. The hard floor hurt my knees.

"Peyton, I need a break. I'm tired, and my balls are killing me."

"What?"

"Really, it's too much."

"Bad horsey!" she exclaimed as she took a hard slap at my exposed balls.

"FUCK!" I grunted. She leaned over my back, her hand cupped my balls, and yanked them upwards. Her other hand touched my hard cock, I moaned at the incredible feeling. She let it go and used two hands on my balls. She took a testicle in each hand and pulled on it. I moaned loudly at the pain.

"A real horsey wouldn't just quit," she said.

"I'm not a real horsey, and you've been smacking my nuts."

"Nonsense, you're a real horsey, all you need is a tail."

A tail? She climbed off my back, then she knelt behind me. What is she doing? Oh fuck... I just found out. She stuck her finger in my ass, then she pushed in deep.

"Now you have a tail!"

Her finger probed me. She giggled as she pushed it deep into me. I moaned at the intense feeling, it felt kind of good. Her finger found my prostate, and she started rubbing it, her other hand cupped my balls, and she squeezed them.

"Fuck, Peyton," I moaned. "What are you doing?"

"I want to see if you would be any good as a stud."

She ran her hand roughly over my balls, then she reached for my cock and stroked it as she fingered my prostate. I didn't want to cum for her, but I was losing control. It felt too good, I couldn't stop myself. Fuck me.

"OHHHHHH FUCK!" I moaned loudly as my cock erupted onto the kitchen floor. I sent a rope of cum underneath myself as she stroked my throbbing cock. Her finger massaged my prostate as I emptied my balls onto the floor. It felt so intense, my entire body seemed to spasm with each load of cum I shot from my overworked balls. She jerked me until I was done, then finally pulled her finger from my ass. A few more quick strokes of my cock, and she let that go too.

"You would make an excellent stud, look at all this cum."

"Great."

"Clean it up, then I want to ride you some more."

She's making me nuts, but fuck that felt good. I guess I'd better clean this up.