First Time with BBC

I was staring at my computer screen, fingers rubbing my clit as I masturbated to the porn in front of me. One of my favorites, "Big Black Cocks vs Tiny Teens."

The latter describes me.

My name is Grace and I'm 19 years old. I'm home on winter break from college. I was so glad to be home. I practically had to beat the guys at my school with a stick to keep them off me. I mean I guess I could figure out what they're obsession with me was.

I'm 5'5", 130 lbs, long, wavy black hair, with 30 C cup boobs. My skin is lighter, despite my Puerto Rican roots. I'm not fat by any means, I stayed in the gym, but I am a little bit curvy with, what I think, is an amazing bubble butt. Now for the things I don't like about myself. I have a rasp in my voice, which I'm embarrassed about. I think it's so unattractive. Mama says it makes me unique, which is mom speak for weird as fuck but I'm not trying to hurt your feelings, the boys seemed to like it though. I have no earthly idea why. I wear glasses because I'm blind as all hell and my eyes are so sensitive I can't get contacts in them, and to top it all off, I have braces.

I live with my Mama and Abuela, my Papa passed away when I was 12 from an accident he had at work. He used to be a foreman on a construction site. He was up on top of a scaffold that they were building a floor on and one of the boards he was standing on broke and he fell 13 ft from the air, the impact killing him instantly. They didn't even get a chance to try and save him. I was devastated when I found out.

I still remember it like it was yesterday.

I was upstairs in my room, on my computer, headphones in doing homework, when I heard the most blood curdling scream I'd ever heard in my life, and it was coming from Mama. I got up and raced downstairs, only to find her slumped down on the living room floor, clutching our telephone, and bawling her eyes screaming no, no, no, Jeremy no in Spanish. I started to get really concerned then. That was my Papa she was talking about.

I was so focused on Mama, I hadn't noticed Abuela kneeling next her, tears in her eyes, rubbing Mama's back, almost like she was consoling her.

I had absolutely no clue what was going on, but as I got closer to Mama, Abuela looked up and saw me and pulled me aside and we both sat down on the couch.

"Gracie, mi amor. I have some terrible news."

She was still crying and now my eyes started welling up with tears. I wasn't too sad at first, but I hated seeing Mama and Abuela cry.

She put her hand on my arm and gently started rubbing it up and down, kinda like what she was doing to Mama.

She looked me dead in the eyes (no pun intended) as she continued.

"Your Papa was at work, and there was a terrible accident. He got hurt really bad. They rushed him to the hospital, but it was too late. He passed away before they could even try to save him.

My eyes got wide, and the tears started flowing down my face.

"Was I hearing her right? Did she say Papa was dead?"

I jumped up off the couch and ran for the front door. I needed some air, I couldn't breathe.

Abuela followed me onto the porch. I remember it was pouring down raining that day. I dropped to my knees and cried out into the air. Abuela came up beside me, pulled me up, then escorted me over to the swing that was on the porch. I put my head in her lap and just cried. I couldn't believe it. Papa was dead.

A few days later, we went to the funeral home to pick out a casket and bring Papa's suit for the funeral. The funeral director asked Mama and Abuela if they wanted to see Papa one last time. They both agreed, and Mama sat me down in one if the chairs in the office. Then she bent down and put her hands on my cheeks.

"Ok Mija, you stay right here. We'll be right back."

She kissed me on the forehead, then followed the funeral director and Abuela to another room.

I sat there, fidgety. I couldn't stand this. Sitting in this creepy looking office. I got up out of the chair and walked towards the direction I saw Mama and Abuela go. I could hear them talking and Mama crying. I rounded a corner and saw Mama, Abuela, and the funeral director standing at a casket, looking down into it.

"That's gotta be Papa," I thought to myself. I knew I wasn't going to be able to see anything over them so I went around another corner and looked in from the side. I had a real good view of Papa and what I saw made me sick to my stomach. I ran from the room, not caring if Mama and Abuela heard my footsteps. I went out the door of the funeral home, opened the backseat car door and sat there with my face in my hands, crying my eyes out.

After the funeral, Mama and Abuela filed a wrongful death lawsuit against the company that Papa worked for. We ended up getting a nice settlement. Mama set me up a college fund, but since I was a straight A student, I ended up getting a full ride scholarship to college, so I used some of the money Mama saved for my college tuition to buy myself a car.

The video started getting really intense. The guy who was fucking the girl was really going hard, stretching her pussy to the max. It was so hot.

I started fingering my pussy faster watching the video with intent. I wanted to cum so bad. I pulled my fingers out of my pussy and started rubbing my clit ferociously. I was on the brink and I could feel it. A few more rubs of my clit and I exploded in an orgasm. My eyes were shut tight, I was breathing really hard and my legs were shaking. I felt a huge relief. I hadn't cum in two months and I was crazy horny.

I had a few sexual experiences my Freshman year. Nothing too too crazy. I also lost my virginity my freshman year. It wasn't good which kind of pissed me off later on.

The guy was in my Biophysics class and we were paired up on a project together. We would spend hours at the library researching on the Internet and in books and we sort of got close. I guess the stress of figuring out the biological structure of molecules can make any two people close. On this particular night, we were at the library as usual, and I was sitting on a beanbag over in the corner, my head spinning looking at an image of a molecule broken up into pieces.

My lab partner, Todd, walked over to me and put his hand on my shoulder as he joined me in a nearby beanbag. He was holding two Starbucks cups and I was relieved because I needed caffeine, my head was ten seconds away from being in this book. He handed me one of the cups and I put it up to my lips to drink. I could taste coffee, but I also tasted something else. It was a little bitter, but I also tasted cocoa. The sweetness of the coffee mixed together with the bitterness of whatever else was in here made the taste quite enjoyable. I took another sip and looked at Todd.

"What is this? I asked with a puzzled look on my face. I taste the sweetness of coffee and cocoa but I also taste something bitter."

Todd laughed out and took a huge swig of his cup.

"There is coffee in there, but before I brought them here I added a little coffee flavored alcohol to them. All the shit we've been doing I figured we could use it."

I laughed out and took another sip.

"It's definitely needed. I don't think my stress level can get any higher."

We continued to work and I could feel my head getting a little light and the words on the pages of the book were becoming fuzzy. I put the book down and laid my head down on the beanbag.

Tood looked over at me and put his book down. He stretched his arms and laid his head on his beanbag.

"What's on your mind Grace?" He asked looking over in my direction.

I didn't answer him at first because I didn't even know. The words were all jumbled up in my mind and I couldn't make sense of them.

I opened my eyes just as Todd pulled his beanbag closer to mine. He grabbed me in his arms and I had to admit, he smelled really good. He lifted my chin up to where I was looking in his eyes, then he leaned down and kissed me. I guess the alcohol had overcome us both, because I returned the kiss without any resistance. I had my eyes closed as we made out, but I heard something that sounded like a zipper. Then I felt my hand being moved and then I felt denim. Like I was touching somebody's jeans. Then I felt something fleshy, but it was warm, and hard. I opened my eyes to see Todd had placed my hand in his jeans and I was touching his cock.

He moved my hand up and down on it, getting me used to the feeling. Then he pulled it out and looked at me. I looked down and was shocked at what I saw. His cock was really hard. It was about 5 inches in length, but wasn't really all that big around. I guess the shock of seeing it caused me to pull my hand back, because he grabbed my hand again and put it back. I don't know what came over me, but I wrapped my fingers around it and gently began to jerk it. I had seen that on a porno I watched and knew guys liked that.

My brain went into autopilot and I was just moving, not in control, just moving on its own. I liked it though. His dick was hard and fleshy, but the skin felt soft. I continued to jerk him off, looking back up at him, he had the biggest grin on his face.

He got up off of his beanbag and looked into my eyes. Then he flopped down in front of me and I felt his hands going up my thighs, finally resting on my pussy, protected by my panties which were a tad bit moist. He pulled my panties aside and I felt the head of his cock positioned at my opening and I immediately covered my pussy with my hands. Todd looked at me confused.

"I'm sorry, I've never done this before," I said with a twing of fright in my already raspy voice.

He smiled and kissed me on my lips again.

"We don't have to do this if you're not ready," he said reassuringly.

I thought about it for a minute. I knew I wasn't the only 18 year old virgin in the United States, but at the same time I hadn't really tried because I was so focused on my grades.

"No it's ok, I want this, I said looking at him. I'm just nervous that's all."

He kissed me again and repositioned his cock toward my opening.

"It's ok to be nervous. Don't worry I'll be gentle."

His words were calm and soothing so I made up in my mind I was ready for it to happen.

He pushed a little bit allowing his cock head to slowly part my pussy lips. I took a deep breath as he pulled out and pushed a little deeper. I was still so nervous, but I didn't say anything as he pushed a little bit deeper and I felt his head hit some resistance. I knew from anatomy, and my gynecologist, that the resistance he was feeling was my hymen, or my cherry as they called it in high school. All the girls would talk about getting their cherries popped and it sounded so interesting.

I guess I was in my own little world until I felt a sharp pain which made me yelp. I looked down and Todd had pushed more of his dick into me. I knew what that sharp pain meant. He had pushed through my hymen, and my cherry was officially popped. Todd pulled out and then plunged his dick deeper into my pussy and started going in and out gently fucking me. The pain went away rather quickly and now it was starting to feel sort of good.

Five minutes later, I heard Todd grunt and I felt something warm being deposited inside me. I looked down between my legs and saw Todd's dick still in me but a white substance had started to leak out.

"OH MY GOD, he just came inside of me."

Todd pulled his dick out, pulled his pants and underwear up and sat back down on his beanbag.

I was so shocked that he came inside me, I was still laying there like an idiot with my legs open as his cum slowly oozed out my pussy.

Todd stood up and went to the bathroom. He reemerged with a wet paper towel and handed it to me. I wiped between my legs, wiping up the cum that had leaked out. I pulled my panties back into place, and picked up the book I was reading. My mind was all fuzzy and I couldn't concentrate, but I tried my absolute hardest to stay focused on the task in front of me.

We ended up getting an A on the project, but when Todd tried to talk to me, I ignored him. I told my roommate about the experience and she laughed, saying that Todd didn't last long enough. That little nugget of information pissed me off even more.

"Ugh I can't believe I gave up my virginity to him. He didn't even last long enough for me to cum. He didn't eat my pussy or anything. He just had me jerk him off and then he fucked me."

After that I was so starved for some good dick, I turned into a nympho trying to get it. That's when the craziness began.

I said earlier I hadn't done anything too crazy which was true, that was until my experience losing my virginity. I can admit, I did turn into somewhat of a slut. I wasn't exactly fucking every guy I saw, but either they went down on me, fingered me, or I sucked him off, and before I did anything I made sure the guy got tested and I got tested.

The craziest thing I did was when me and my roommate were involved in a blowbang. That's where we sucked off 6 guys topless so they could come all over our faces and tits. We also made a bet over who could get the most guys to cum first. The winner got all the glory, but the loser had to wear a customized shirt which read "I SUCK AT SUCKING DICK".

I closed my laptop, stood up from my desk and went to take a shower. I came back into my room and heard my computer and my phone beep. It was a notification, so I went back and opened my laptop. I saw that it was a message on Instagram, so I closed my laptop and went over to the nightstand by my bed where my phone was.

I picked it up to check the message. Since I've been home on winter break I've been babysitting. I started a business page to promote it and build my clientele. Most of the people I babysat for were friends of Mama and Papa, so I knew their kids pretty well which made babysitting them a breeze. This particular day the message I got made me drop my phone in shock. I picked it back up to make sure I wasn't imagining what I originally saw.

The message was from D. J. Washington, the Superstar QB from the Seattle Shock football team. He was the reigning league MVP and was currently leading the league in passing yards and touchdowns. I guess you can tell I'm kind of a fan. I was such a tomboy as a kid, football was one of the things Papa and I had that was just ours. Mama and Abuela didn't like football nearly as much as Papa and I did. I looked again and read the message.

"Grace, I know this may be a bit of shock but I really need your help. My agent has booked me a meeting with the Shock to renegotiate my contract and I didn't know it would turn into a whole ordeal. Dinner and then the meeting. My original babysitter is sick and I got your name from my dad, who apparently went to high school with your mom and dad. I know it's last minute, but it would really help me out if you could. Here's my number if you have any questions."

I immediately dialed the number and nervously waited for an answer. After the third ring, a really deep, masculine voice came over the phone.

"Hello?"

I was so nervous, my voice stammered as I spoke.

"Y-y-yes, is this D. J. Washington?"

"Speaking, he replied. Who is it that I am speaking with?"

"M-m-my name is Grace Rodriguez and I was replying to your Instagram message about needing a babysitter."

I expected him to not know what the hell I was talking about but I heard him breathe a sigh of relief.

"Yes Grace, he replied. Thank you so much for getting back to me so quickly. Listen I know this is super last minute, but I would be eternally grateful if you're available."

I actually did have plans tonight with my best friends Cali and Bre, but I knew they would understand if I bailed on them for just one night, especially if it was to babysit for a professional football player.

"Yes Mr. Washington, I'm available tonight," I said trying to keep cool, while inside I was jumping up and down.

He breathed another sigh of relief.

"Great, thank you so much. I'll make sure to pay you double for it, being so last minute. Could you come over at 6?

"Sure no problem, I'll see you at 6?"

"Fantastic, I'll see you then, and thank you again. You're really saving my ass."

We said our goodbyes and hung up. I screamed out in joy. This was about to be huge. I was actually going to be babysitting for a professional athlete. I could definitely use this to better promote my business.

Around 4:30, I hopped in the shower to get ready for my babysitting job. I got dressed and put on some fuzzy socks and boots. I figured it had to be cold as fuck outside. Then I went into my mom's room and borrowed some of her perfume. I didn't use a whole lot. Just enough for him to notice. Then I went back into my room and brushed my hair, then got my straightener to give it a nice sheen look

I headed downstairs to the front door, when suddenly Mama and Abuela came busting in. She looked me up and down and Abuela gave me a big hug. Abuela, ever the observer, let me go and took a step back.

"Gracie, you smell nice. You look nice too. Are you going out with a boy tonight?"

Abuela worried about me. She thought I was either gonna end up single the rest of my life and turn into one of those old cat ladies, or turn into a lesbian. Let me stop right here and say we have no problem with anybody in the LGBTQIA+ community. Abuela is just old school. She's gotten more liberal as the years have gone by, but as the old adage goes, "You can't teach an old dog new tricks."

I got a lot of attention from boys, I just never really gave the time of day because I was focusing on my studies.

Mama looked me up and down again.

"Grace, where exactly are you going tonight?"

I tried to keep my excitement down and I began to tell them.

"Well Mama, Abuela, I began, I actually have a babysitting job tonight, but not just any babysitting job. I'm going to be babysitting for D. J. Washington from the Seattle Shock."

Abuela smiled really big.

"Well that's wonderful mi amor, she exclaimed, almost as excited as I was. I'm sure you'll do an excellent job tonight."

She gave me another big hug. I loved Abuela's hugs.

Mama was even impressed, which was a lot coming from her. She never was impressed with anything social I did. Now academically, that's another story.

When I graduated at the top of my class in high school she was so happy, which made me happy because she was really hard on me when it came to school so I made sure I kept my grades up.

Mama stepped forward and brought me in for a hug.

"That's so great Mija, I'm very proud of you. Launching your own business, doing all the marketing for it, and building up a respectable clientele."

I mean DUH, I am a business major after all.

I kept that to myself because I didn't want to ruin the moment.

"Thanks Mama, I really appreciate that. I have to go though, I need to be there by six, and after giving me his address that's going to be a 30 minute drive from here."

"Alright sweetheart, Mama called out to me as I went to my car. Mija, just remember, there's supposed to be a huge snow storm tonight, so I want you to be safe coming home, or stop somewhere if the snow gets too heavy."

Crap, in all my excitement, I totally forgot it was supposed to snow tonight, and hard for that matter.

I made the 30 minute drive over to Mr. Washington's house and the houses in his neighborhood were huge. One of these houses could probably fit 2 of my houses in it.

I pulled up to the gate and pushed the button on the speaker.

"Yes who is there?" Mr. Washington said over the loud speaker.

"Hi Mr. Washington, it's me, Grace Rodriguez."

"Oh yes, Grace. Give me one second and I'll buzz you in."

I heard a buzz and then the large cast iron gates began to open. I drove in and up to the driveway. It was huge. It was circular and went around the whole front. I looked over to the house and it was bigger. There were marble stairs leading up to the front door and it was solid brick. This house must have cost him at least $10 million dollars.

I turned my car off and began to walk up the stairs to the front door. It was freezing outside so I made sure to bundle up.

I rang the doorbell and 30 seconds later, the door opened and Mr. Washington emerged.

He was a giant compared to me.

He was a whole foot taller than me at 6'5", thank you Google, caramel skin and a smile that could brighten up a room, or make any girl's panties wet.

Even through the dress shirt he was wearing, his muscles were really defined.

I looked him up and down and I couldn't help feeling my pussy starting to get wet. He was exactly the same type of guy I would see in those BBC pornos.

He looked at me and smiled really big.

"Grace, thank you for being here on time. Please come in, I know it's freezing out there.'

I walked into the house and Mr. Washington took my coat, scarf, gloves, hat and purse and put them in a nearby closet.

As I followed him through the foyer, I couldn't help but marvel at the interior. It was decorated really nicely.

He led me into the spacious living room where there was a golden coffee table, a white sofa and 2 matching chairs. In the front of the room near the wall was a huge 85" flat screen television. We sat down on the couch and he started to explain the situation.

"Ok so Grace, as I mentioned in my IG message, I have this really important meeting with my agent and team management. They want us to go to dinner and then have the meeting afterwards. I'll probably be gone for about 3 or 4 hours. Since it's supposed to snow really bad, the dinner and meeting will probably be shorter so we can all get home before it really starts coming down."

We moved from the living room to the kitchen, where at the counter sat two kids who looked more like teenagers instead of little kids. I got kind of nervous. Usually the kids I babysat were younger, like 3-9, I was entering into a totally foreign world.

Mr. Washington made a sound towards the children like clearing his throat and they both put down their phones and looked at him.

"Grace, these are my wonderful children Darrell the 3rd, but we all call him Dee, and Destiny, and they're both 13 years old.

I waved at the kids and they waved back.

Then he went to address the kids.

"Dee, Destiny, this is Grace and she'll be looking after you guys while I go to my meeting. I want you two to be on your best behavior and don't give her any unnecessary trouble. Understood?"

They both looked at him and smiled.

"Yes Daddy," they said in unison.

Mr. Washington looked at his watch and it gleamed in the light, damn near blinding me. That watch had to have cost him $20,000, or maybe it was more.

"Ok well I'm off. Grace thank you so much again, and kids, remember what I said."

With that he grabbed his coat and went out the door.

I went back into the kitchen where Dee and Destiny were still sitting at the counter.

I was nervous, I didn't know what to say to them.

"Easy Grace, you got this. Just focus on the basics of babysitting. Food, television and bed."

I finally felt brave enough to speak.

"Dee, Destiny, have you two eaten yet?"

Dee looked up from his phone and pointed to a credit card at the end of the counter.

"My dad left that here for you to order us something."

"Ummm ok, I can do that, I replied. What do you guys want to eat? Pizza?"

I instantly regretted saying that. These kids' father is filthy rich. They're probably eating steak and shrimp every night, not pizza.

Destiny looked up from her phone and smiled at me.

This put my nervousness at ease some.

"I don't really know what I want, she said. Do you have any suggestions?"

I got out my phone and went to my Uber Eats app and pulled up one of my favorite restaurants.

"Well there's this Chinese restaurant called "China Kitchen", and their food is really good. You guys aren't allergic to like chicken or shrimp or rice are you?"

Dee and Destiny looked at each other and then back at me.

"Yeah sure that'll work", they said together.

"Well alright I'll make the order and you guys go look for something for us to watch on TV, I replied. Deal?"

They both jumped off the stools at the counter and started racing towards the living room.

I put our order in. One Chicken Fried Rice for Destiny, Shrimp Fried Rice for Dee, a Shrimp Egg Foo Yung for me, and 6 egg rolls for the three of us to share.

I entered Mr. Washington's card details into the app and hit pay. I know the payment will go through. I got a notification saying the payment was successful and our food would arrive in 45 minutes. Then I erased the card information from my phone.

We sat in the living room, me on the sofa, Dee and Destiny on the floor. We were watching some kind of comedy show they liked. I never really watched it myself, but watching it with them, I had to admit it was pretty funny. While watching TV, my phone beeped. It was a text message from Mr. Washington

"Hey Grace I'm so sorry, I should have told you this before I left the house. Dee and Destiny's bedtime is usually 9, but on the weekend I let them stay up til 11. I should be home before then but just in case, please make sure they get to bed."

I sent him a thumbs up emoji, then put my phone down, and added this detail to my mental rolodex.

Around 10:30, I told Dee and Destiny to start getting ready for bed. They disappeared upstairs to their rooms while I straightened up the living room. I took all of our trash and put it in a bag and put that bag in the trash can in the kitchen. Then I put the pillows back on the sofa and arranged them neatly like they were when I first got here. After straightening up the living room, I sat back on the sofa waiting to see if Dee and Destiny were going to come back down for the last 30 minutes before their bedtime. They never did, and at 11:05, Mr. Washington returned, covered in snow. I hadn't been paying attention the whole entire night. I knew when our Uber Eats delivery came, it wasn't really snowing hard like that.

Mr. Washington came in, shaking the snow off his jacket and hat, took them off, then took off his leather gloves and scarf, putting them in the same closet he put mine in earlier. In the midst of my cleaning I missed a call from my Mom. I panicked. Shit, she was gonna be pissed. I grabbed my phone and dialed her back. She answered on the first ring.

"Mija? Mama said when she answered. Are you ok? It's snowing really bad outside. Are you still babysitting?"

"Hi Mama, I replied. Sorry I didn't answer when you called the first time. I was straightening up before Mr. Washington got home."

Mr. Washington came into the living room while I was still talking to my mom and sat down in one of the chairs.

"Well the snow is really bad now and it's too dangerous for you to drive in. I know this is an imposition, but would it be possible for you to ask Mr. Washington if you could stay there for the night? Just until the snow melts enough for you to drive home."

I put the phone on mute and turned to Mr. Washington.

"Hey Mr. Washington, my Mama wants to know since it's snowing so bad outside, if I could stay the night here? Just until the snow melts and then I can drive myself home."

He stood up and came right up next to me. Damn this man was huge.

He took the phone from me, turned the mute button off and turned the speaker on.

"Hello Mrs. Rodriguez, this is D. J. Washington speaking. I wanted to let you know that it is perfectly fine if Grace stays here tonight. She really helped me out when I was in a tight jam so I would be more than happy to return the favor."

"Are you sure? Mama asked. I wouldn't want her to impose."

"No imposition at all Mrs. Rodriguez, Mr. Washington replied. I have more than enough room for her to stay. It would truly be my pleasure."

"Well thank you so much, I do feel a little better knowing she won't be out trying to drive home in this weather."

"Absolutely, I 100% agree. I'll have Grace text you my phone number, and also make sure her location is on, just in case you start to worry. I assure you Mrs. Rodriguez, she is completely safe here."

He handed me back the phone and disappeared down a hallway. I turned the phone off speaker and put it back up to my ear

"Grace, I don't want you to give Mr. Washington any trouble. He was gracious enough to let you stay there tonight so I want you to do everything you can to be accommodating. Offer to cook breakfast in the morning."

"I will Mama, I'll make sure I do."

We said our "I love you's" and I hung up.

Mr. Washington reappeared with a towel set, a toothbrush and a smile.

"You can stay in the guest room down here. There is an ensuite bathroom for you if you want to take a shower, and everything you need is in there. Shower gel, shampoo, toothpaste, the whole nine."

"Thank you very much", I replied, and followed him down the hall to the guest bedroom. When I got to the door, I gasped and my jaw dropped. This room was way bigger than mine, and it wasn't even close.

Mr. Washington looked at me and smiled.

"I take it you like the accommodations?"

I closed my mouth and swallowed hard before I spoke

"It's amazing, I said, still somewhat in shock. This is the most beautiful room I've ever seen."

Mr. Washington laughed and put his hand on my shoulder which made my pussy even more wet.

He removed his hand from my shoulder and backed up towards the door.

He looked back at me with a smile.

"If you need anything, my room is upstairs, the last one on the right."

He left and I looked around at this room. It was so huge. There was a California king size bed up against the main wall. A dresser on the wall closest to the door with a 50" TV on top. The covers on the bed were red and gold and looked very luxurious.

I took off my boots and socks and dug my toes into the carpet. It was so soft and felt amazing. I walked into the bathroom, and my jaw dropped again. The bathroom was well lit, had tile floors which were heated, a huge vanity with double sinks and a mirror that ran the entire length of the vanity. There was a huge walk-in shower, large enough to fit 3 of me, and a jacuzzi tub with jets. I remembered I had an extra change of clothes in my car so I put my socks and boots back on, got my coat, hat, gloves and scarf, and went outside to my car to get them.

I went as quickly as I could without falling on my ass and came back in the house. Damn, it was so cold out there. I shivered and took off my winter stuff and put them back in the closet. Then I took my gym bag down the hall back to the bedroom. I threw the bag on the bed and unzipped it. This was my "spend the night bag," just in case I got lucky. Although I figured I only would need the clothes, and my deodorant. Mr. Washington had everything else.

I reached into the bag and pulled out a pair of sweatpants and a Seattle Shock t-shirt. Then I jetted off to the bathroom to shower and get ready for bed. After I got out of the shower, I brushed my teeth, put my hair up in a ponytail, and got into bed. The mattress was soft and felt like I was laying on a cloud. The sheets and covers were just as soft and felt amazing. I lay in bed, and my mind started racing.

"This has got to be the single greatest bed I've ever slept in. This house is huge, and really nice. Mr. Washington is such a nice guy. I wonder why he's not remarried, or even in a relationship for that matter. He touched me on my shoulder. Was he slick flirting with me? His hand felt so manly on my shoulder, I couldn't help but get wet."

Thinking that, I slipped my hand into my sweatpants and touched my pussy. My lips were moist, so I ran my fingers up and down my slit getting them slick. I pulled my fingers out and stuck them in my mouth, tasting my sweet juices on my fingers. I put my hand back in and started rubbing my clit. I moaned out as I fiercely attacked my little love button. I closed my eyes, opened my mouth and let out a breathless scream as I came. I pulled my hand out of my shorts, licked them clean again, then snuggled into my pillow.

I woke up around 3:30 am because I had to pee. I went to the bathroom, did my business and walked back into the room. I was thirsty so I put my socks on, opened the door and snuck down the hallway to the kitchen. I saw a small light on and I was prepared to round the corner and I stopped cold. Mr. Washington was sitting at the counter with a gallon of milk, an empty glass and a tray of chocolate chip cookies. I hid behind the corner, trying not to breathe too hard so he wouldn't hear me. It was too late. I was caught.

"Grace? He asked looking towards the opening leading from the hallway to the kitchen. Grace I know you're there. It's ok I'm not mad. Come, join me."

I rounded the corner, face beet red as I joined him at the counter. He went to the cabinet and pulled out another glass. He sat it on the counter and poured me a glass of milk. I took a seat next to him and he handed me the glass and pushed the plate of cookies near me. I picked one up and took a bite. They were delicious.

"You like them? He asked. I baked them myself."

I was dumbfounded. This big, muscular man, the same man I watch on Sundays dodging 350 lb men and throwing the ball 45-50 yards downfield, bakes cookies?

He looked at me, then looked down and laughed. I looked to see what he was laughing at. He pointed at my shirt that had Seattle Shock plastered on the front. Not to mention, my nipples were hard and very much noticable through my t-shirt.

I blushed again. He probably thought it was lame of me to wear a Seattle Shock shirt like a fawning fan girl.

Instead he put his hand on my shoulder and again and looked me right into my eyes.

"I'm glad to know you're a fan."

I perked up and took a sip of milk.

"Yeah, I guess I can say I'm a big fan. Like last Sunday when you dodged that one defender and then juked 2 other ones before scrambling for 22 yards. It's just football was the main thing my Papa had that was our, before he passed."

I immediately stopped talking and blushed again. I had to sound so stupid to him.

I put my head down, but he took his fingers, put them under my chin, and lifted my head back up.

"You don't need to feel embarrassed, he said reassuringly. My dad was at your father's funeral. He said it was a beautiful service. I bet you miss him dearly."

My eyes started to tear up just as the thought of Papa.

Mr. Washington used his thumb to wipe the tears from my eyes. It was soft, sensual even. I looked at him. Then he leaned over and planted a kiss right my lips.

"Sorry, he said shaking his head. I shouldn't have done that. Plus I admire people who are fans of mine. Especially ones as pretty as you."

My eyes got really big. He thinks I'm pretty.

My heart melted, and I smiled really big.

"Thank you so much for the compliment Mr. Washington, I said trying to keep my cool. You're very handsome yourself. I love how muscular you are."

What was I saying? I'm literally sitting here trying to flirt with this man and he's a multimillionaire. He probably makes more money in one game than I do in an entire year. Hell maybe even 2 or 3 years.

He laughed and patted me on the shoulder.

"Thank you. I appreciate you saying that. You know this may be kind of personal, but ever since the kids' mother and I separated, things have been kind of lonely around here."

I felt sorry for him. I kind of got mad at his ex-wife. How dare she break up with a man like this? He was so sweet and giving. Plus he baked cookies like this. If I could, I would marry him tomorrow.

I took my hand and placed it on his arm. Man he was so ripped.

"Well I can't speak for her, but if it was me, I would definitely want to be with you."

I released his arm and put my hand over my mouth.

What the fuck did I just say? He's really going to think I'm weird.

We didn't speak for a good five minutes but the entire time, my pussy was throbbing. I was getting so turned on just sitting next to him. I happened to look between his legs and his cock was standing straight out in his boxers. I quickly looked back up and swallowed hard. That had to be the biggest cock I've seen. My pussy got even wetter about the possibility of taking it. I squeezed my legs together to try and hide my obvious lust.

Mr. Washington must have noticed me looking at his cock, because he reached between his legs and tried to slyly reposition it to a more comfortable position. Then he looked at me and put his hand on my leg.

"Grace, he said. You seem to be thinking hard about something. What's on your mind?"

I looked at him, too scared to tell him what I was really thinking. How I wanted him to pick me up into his strong arms, place me on the counter, rip my sweatpants off and eat my pussy. Then shove his big black cock inside me, stretching me out until I cum all over it.

Instead I said,

"It's nothing Mr. Washington, really."

He looked at me with a raised eyebrow and laughed. I didn't see anything funny. It was embarrassing that I wanted to be all over this man like a horny little school girl and I knew he could sense the sexual tension in the air.

"Grace, he began. You're a really sweet girl and very polite which is a great thing, but you calling me Mr. Washington makes me sound like an old man. Please call me D. J."

I didn't know about that. Mama and Abuela always taught me to address grown-ups as Mr. or Ms/Mrs So-in-so. Unless they were close around my age, however that didn't become a rule until I turned 18. I knew Mr. Washington, well D. J., had to be at least in his early to mid 30's so calling him anything but Mr. Washington seemed so disrespectful. He wanted me to call him that though, so I obliged. Especially since I was hoping this wasn't a one time thing and he would want me to babysit for him more often.

I swallowed and began to speak again, but before I could say anything he placed his finger over my lips.

"Grace, I saw you looking at my dick. It's ok though, I'm not mad, and you should have nothing to be embarrassed about. I know you're at the age where you want to explore sexually. I remember when I was your age and felt the same way. You can be honest with me."

He removed his finger from my lips, and took a deep breath. Well I was busted. He saw me looking at his cock, so no need to hide anything anymore.

"Well Mr. Washing........ I mean D. J. Lately I've been kind of obsessing over black men, because I heard they're pretty big, you know, down there. I can't seem to get my mind off of it, and I've watched so much porn and masturbated about it. I especially like the ones where the guys use their big black cocks to fuck small girls like me."

Just saying the words, my pussy was soaking wet. I didn't know where this little exchange was going but in the back of my mind........... awwwwww hell who was I trying to fool. I wanted this man to fuck me, NOW.

D. J. didn't say anything after that admission and I was so embarrassed, but it was like I couldn't stop. Once I started, the words just seemed to regurgitate from my lips, like word vomit (shout out Lindsey Lohan).

He smiled at me and his hand that was on my leg started to slowly creep up my leg, resting on my thigh. I looked down, in my mind begging and screaming for him to touch my pussy. I was so turned on at this point, I had to have him.

D. J. didn't speak but the next thing I knew, I was being picked up from my stool. He probably bench presses twice my weight. I wrapped my legs around his waist, and could feel his rock hard cock pressed against my pussy through my sweatpants. He slowly started rocking me back and forth rubbing me on his cock. Oh God it felt amazing. The hardness of his dick, combined with the soft material of my sweatpants rubbing against my clit. I let out a moan as he continued to use his cock, allowing me to masturbate on it.

He then led me back down the hall to the guest bedroom. Once we were inside, he carried me over to the bed and sat down on it with me still in his arms.

He moved us up and laid down on the pillow. Now I was straddling him as if my body started moving on its own, I began to grind on him. I was so horny, I needed a release. I needed to cum.

I got off of him and reached into his boxers and for the first time in my life, touched a real black cock. It was rock hard and veiny. The skin was soft and felt amazing in my hand. I wrapped my fingers around it, but it was so girthy, I couldn't fully get my fingers around it. I pulled his cock free from the opening of his boxers and just stared at it in the moonlight. It looked magnificent and I couldn't wait to feel it in my tight, little pink pussy.

I leaned back and took off my socks and threw them on the floor. I was just about to take my sweatpants off, when D. J. grabbed my hand and stopped me. I looked at him confused, but he just smiled at me.

"Here, let me," he said as he sat up on the bed.

I sat up on my knees as he pulled my shirt up my body and over my head. Looking at my tits, he licked his lips and placed one of his hands on them. He circled around my areola, flicking my nipple with his thumb. I gasped. Fuck that feels so good. He then bent over towards me and took one of my nipples in his mouth and began to suck on it. I let out a moan, while he switched to my other nipple and began sucking on it. He traced his fingers down my body, over my stomach and further down until his hand reached the waistband of my sweatpants. His hand went inside them and touched my pussy, which sent shockwaves throughout my entire body.

His lips left my nipples and went back up to my face where he crushed his lips against mine. We made out passionately, our tongues dancing in each other's mouths. I moaned in his mouth as he continued to rub my pussy, sticking one of his large fingers inside my wet, dripping hole. I felt so full, his finger felt amazing. I grinded my hips and pushed my body down, trying to feel it more. Then he took his finger out of my pussy, put it up to my lips, and shoved it in. I gladly accepted it, sucking it dry of my juices. He then stuck another finger in my mouth and I sucked on it, before he took those two fingers and put them back inside me. I was so wet I took them easily. My breathing became staggered as I enjoyed the pleasure he was giving me.

D. J. stopped fingering my pussy, which I admit I was a tad disappointed at, but he reached for the waistband of my sweatpants and pulled them down. I lifted my knees up so he could get them over, finally sliding them down my legs and off. He tossed them on the floor, took off his own boxers, and pulled me on top of him again.

My pussy was so wet, and I could feel the veins and the hardness of his dick against me. He grabbed my hips and rocked me back and forth on his dick, getting my juices all over his shaft. I grinded on him, my clit rubbing against his hardness making me moan louder. He pulled me in for another kiss as I continued to grind on him. I felt a familiar rumbling inside me, and a few grinds later my orgasm erupted through my body, wetting his dick even more as I came.

I laid on his chest breathing hard. I'd never had an orgasm with a guy without penetration before. The ones I'd been with in the past were too impatient. They were so busy trying to get themselves off inside my pussy, that they never took the time to think about pleasing me. This man was something different. After coming down from my orgasm, I knew I wanted him inside me, but first I had to repay him for making me cum just now.

I got off of him and moved down the bed where my face was inches away from his cock. I marveled at it, grabbing it with both hands. Damn he was thick, but I was determined to get my mouth around it. After all, Mama didn't raise no punk bitch.

I kissed the head of dick, sticking my tongue out and swirling around. He left out a moan, so I knew I was doing something right. I brought the head into my mouth and began to slowly suck on it. It tasted so good. I took the head out of my mouth and began to lick up and down the side of his shaft. I could taste myself on him, so I happily licked and sucked on the shaft, making sure to suck all my juices off.

I went back up to the head and put it back in my mouth. Then I started to go deeper, getting as much of his cock in my mouth as I could. While in college, I perfected my deep throating ability, and this was the perfect dick to test my skills. I pulled his dick out of my mouth, took a deep breath and put it back in, going deeper, getting him in my throat as I sucked. He grabbed my head and held it, getting more of him inside my throat. I gagged, but I was determined. However my eyes were bigger than my throat, so I had to pull back to catch my breath before going back for more. I moaned as I took him in my throat, sucking for dear life. He pulled my head off his cock and laughed. I spit on his dick and began to jerk it.

"Whoo, hold on girl, your mouth is so good you almost made me cum."

I beamed with pride.

"Look at me almost making a pro athlete cum with just a blowjob."

D. J. flipped me over on my back and got on top. He positioned his cock at the opening of my pussy and looked at me. I nodded my head, indicating I was ready. I've been waiting for this. With one final push, his cock entered me, parting my pussy lips and into my tight hole.

I gasped and put my hand over my mouth to keep from screaming out. He was so big. He was long and thick, stretching my tight pussy. He removed his dick from inside me, then thrust in again, going deeper. I moaned in my hand again, taking my other hand to rub my clit. He slowly picked up speed, fucking me faster, going deeper in my wet love tunnel. I was gasping and moaning, looking between my legs, watching his amazing cock going in and out of my pussy, seeing myself getting stretched out.

I removed my hand from my mouth to speak, enjoying the immense pleasure he was giving me

"Oh D. J., that feels so good. Keeping fucking me just like that. Stretch this tight, little latina pussy."

He picked up speed, going hard now. I could feel my pussy juices dripping on his cock and coming down my leg. He was literally fucking my juices out, and it felt marvelous. He looked down at me as he continued to fuck me. I could feel myself getting ready to cum so I thought I would give him a little more encouragement. Not that he needed it.

"Oh my God, fuck, fuck, fuck, yes. Fuck D J. you're gonna make me cum. Make me cum all over your hard black cock."

A few more thrusts from D. J. and I came. I came really fucking hard. My legs were shaking, my breathing was staggered and my body was convulsing. Damn that was so good.

D. J. pulled out of me and kissed me while I caught my breath.

He opened my legs and flicked his tongue on my clit. I almost jumped off the bed. My pussy's tingling, and this dude's eating me out? I whimpered as he continued to attack my pussy with his tongue. He licked my clit, moving down licking down my pussy lips, taking them in his mouth and sucking on them. He had a long tongue, which to fuck my dripping hole. My eyes almost bugged out of my head. He was licking around the inside of my pussy, licking as much of juices he could. Then he went back to tongue fucking my pussy. He pushed my legs up higher and licked a trail from the bottom of my pussy down to my asshole.

I didn't know what the hell he was doing, that is until I felt him spit on my asshole, then lick it.

"Holy fucking shit, he's licking my asshole, and it feels so fucking good."

He took his tongue and dipped it in my asshole, back out, then back in. At the same, he took 2 fingers and stuck them in my pussy and started pumping them in and out.

I was trying to make any type of noise, but the pleasure of him fingering me and licking my asshole took my voice away.

All I could do was breathe hard and prepare for another orgasm. He was sitting on his elbows, his tongue left my asshole but his thumb was still rubbing my rosebud. He was still fingering me, but he had placed his tongue on my clit. Flicking it with his tongue and sucking it. It wasn't too terribly hard. I was so horny, my clit had poked out from the hood. Sucking on my clit drove me over the edge. I came again. He grabbed onto my legs and kept me in place as he continued to suck on my clit. I came again.

"Fuck me. Two back to back orgasm?"

He stopped sucking on clit and kissed me. Tongues dancing together. I could taste my juices on his lips and tongue. I still had my eyes closed, but I still reached out and grabbed his face. I could feel my pussy juice on his face. It was wet and sticky and it was all over his lips and chin.

I opened my eyes but my vision was blurry. I'd never had a guy make me cum just from eating my pussy. What could he not do? I opened my eyes and finally I could see clearly.

He looked down at me and laughed, my body still twitching, even though I had come down from my orgasm.

He leaned down and licked one of my nipples before sucking on it. He then did the same to my other nipple.

After fully regaining my breath, I eagerly flipped over on my stomach before getting into doggy position. D. J. got behind me, so I wiggled my ass to let him know I wanted more.

He entered me from behind, causing me to yelp as his big cock filled me to the brim. My pussy was so wet I took it easily. He started fucking me and I put my head in the pillow, because when he entered me the head of his cock pressed right up against my g-spot. He started moving faster, his head steady poking my g-spot which caused me to get wetter. I screamed out curse words in the pillow as his hard cock pistoned in and out of my pussy. I moved my head a little bit to get my breath, when he grunted out.

"Fuck Grace, you're so tight, and wet. Your pussy is creaming all over my dick."

I'm sure it was. Even though I couldn't see it, I could damn sure feel it.

I had to stuff my head back into the pillow. He was fucking me really hard now. He was balls to the wall and balls deep. I could feel his balls slapping against my clit as he fucked me and that felt amazing. Be slapped my ass, then slapped it again. I was babbling in the pillow, I could feel another orgasm coming. My pussy clinched, squeezing his hardness with my walls, and I came again. He continued to fuck me through my orgasm. I could hear an audible squelching sound coming from my pussy as he fucked me, and I rode out the wave of my orgasm.

I didn't have time to fully catch my breath before D. J. pulled me on top of him. I started grinding on him just like earlier and it didn't take long for his cock to slide in me. I sat up, put my hands on his shoulders and started bouncing up and down, riding him like a bucking bronco. In this position, I could still feel his cock head pressing on my g-spot, but it felt more intense because I was controlling it. I was moaning so loud, I didn't care if I woke up Dee and Destiny, I was in love with this man's big black cock. I went up, where only the head of his dick was inside me. I licked my fingers, rubbed my clit, then slammed back down on him, taking him balls deep.

My pussy was so stretched out it kind of hurt but fuck it, the pleasure was outweighing the pain and I was in sexual heaven.

My eyes got wide as he stopped me from riding him, instead opting to grab me close to him and moving his hips, pushing up inside me. I kissed him, but I was still moaning, damn near screaming. He was fucking me so good, so deep, so fucking deep.

We stopped kissing and I looked at him.

"Fuck yes D. J., ooooooo you're stretching this pussy out, I can feel you in my stomach. Beat up these guts. Beat up these fucking guts baby."

I was screaming for real now. I felt another orgasm coming, by my math the 6th one I've had tonight, if you count the one I gave myself earlier, but definitely the 5th one from him. No other guy could get me past one.

"Yes D. J. fuck, you're gonna make me cum again." Fuck me, fuck me, yes, yes, yes."

I felt my orgasm bubbling up in me until I finally exploded, I mean REALLY exploded. I pushed up on him as I came, my pussy juices squirting out all over his cock wetting the bed sheets. I was seeing stars, I had tears in my eyes, and I was screaming so loud as my orgasm ripped through me like a twister.

"HOLY SHIT, I thought to myself, I've never cum that hard before. I've heard of girls being able to do it but I never could, not even when I would masturbate. I would finger my g-spot but all I got was a heavy helping of cream. This man just made me squirt, almost like it was effortless."

I collapsed on his chest, I really needed to catch my breath now.

"Oh my fucking God, I said through bated breaths. I've never cum that hard."

I didn't realize in the midst of my orgasm, I must have been squeezing the life out of his cock because I felt it start to twitch inside me. I knew what that meant. He was about to cum.

After catching my breath, I sat back up and started grinding on him, his cock still buried deep in my pussy. My clit was rubbing against his pelvic bone. Fuck, I was about to cum again. He started breathing hard and tried to steady me on top of him but I wasn't having it. I wanted his cum.

"Fuck Grace, you have to slow down, I'm about to cum."

I continued grinding on him, then started bouncing up and down on him again, making sure there was a loud slapping sound whenever I came all the way down.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck it's coming," he said as I continued to ride him.

I looked at him deep in the eyes, gave him a long, passionate kiss, and whispered in his ear

"I want you to cum inside me. I want you to fill this tight, little dripping wet latina pussy with all your cum. Oh, paint my fucking walls white Papi."

I couldn't believe what I was saying, I've never called any man Papi. In fact, I've never used the word before, but I was so dick drunk, I guess my true Latina nature came out, the dirty, sexual version. I sat back up and started grinding my clit on him again. I was gonna cum, I was so close.

He let out a gutteral grunt, pulled me in for a kiss, and shot his cum deep inside my pussy. At the same time I was cumming, moaning in his mouth sucking on his tongue as we rode out our simultaneous orgasms.

I put my head on his shoulder. I could feel his chest rising and falling as he caught his breath. He was sweaty but I didn't care. I swear I wanted to melt into this dude's skin. As soon as I was able, I got off his cock, enjoying the feeling of it sliding out of me. He was starting to soften but it was still bigger than any cock I've taken before, even when it was hard. I plopped down on the bed next to him, eyes closed, feeling his cum as it started to ooze out of my freshly fucked, stretched out pussy.

I turned to face him, a broad smile on my face. He looked at me and returned my smile with one of his own. I closed my eyes again, fully satisfied as I finally got the big black cock I'd been fantasizing about. I opened my eyes again and sat up in the bed. D. J. was still lying next to me, with his eyes closed. I took a deep breath. I know what was to come next. He would probably ask me to sign an NDA, or tell me to take some of the money I'll get from this babysitting job to buy a Plan B pill to prevent getting pregnant. He opened his eyes and looked at me, sitting up seeing the somewhat dejected look on my face. My eyes filled with tears again, but these were upset tears instead of orgasmic bliss tears.

Grace, he said, What's the matter?"

I wiped the tears from my eyes and looked at him.

"D. J., I began. This was the best sex I've ever had, but I know it's over now. This will never happen again and you'll make me sign an NDA or tell me to get a Plan B pill so I won't get pregnant."

He reached out and picked up my chin with his fingers.

"Grace, I'm glad you know how this works. I will need you to sign an NDA. You're amazing, so beautiful, and just the sweetest person, but I do have to think about my career. It's nothing personal."

I smiled weakly.

"I know it's not personal and I'll do anything to protect your career."

He kissed me and pulled me into his arms cuddling me.

"I'm not going to lie. This was the best sex I've had since my ex-wife and I split up, and I wouldn't worry about this being a one time thing. I'm definitely going to be calling you to babysit again."

I laughed out, relieved that this wouldn't be a one night stand. He got up and put his tank top and boxers back on. He gave me one last kiss, wished me good night, and he was gone. I lay in bed, smiling. There was no need for me to put my clothes back on. I drifted off to sleep, but not before sticking my fingers in my pussy, dipping up some of D. J.'s cum and sticking my fingers in my mouth.

"Mmmmm, he tastes so good."

I was awakened the next morning by the sunlight beaming in the bedroom. I got up, picked my pajamas up off the floor and put them back on, then went to the bathroom to wash my face and brush my teeth.

I went out, down the hall towards the kitchen. I could smell bacon in the air and my mouth started watering. I was starving.

I entered the kitchen where Dee and Destiny were at the counter already eating and D. J. was over by the stove wearing a black tank top and grey sweatpants. I could see imprint of his cock through the sweatpants, but I tried not to look too long. Especially with Dee and Destiny close by.

"He's handsome, he fucks good, he baked and he cooks? What the fuck was wrong with his ex-wife? I might have to try and see about marrying him for real."

D. J. looked up at me and smiled, motioning me over to the counter where there was an additional plate and a glass of orange juice.

"Morning sleepy head, he said, you finally decided to join the land of the living."

I didn't know what he meant until I looked at the clock. Shit it was 11:30.

"Had I really been asleep that long? I mean I suppose it's possible. I guess my body needed to rest after coming back from pound town."

I looked down at my food and my face turned bright red.

"Hey c'mon now, he said with a laugh. It's not just you, we all woke up kind of late this morning. C'mon eat your breakfast."

I lifted my head up and grabbed the fork that was next to my plate. D. J. made Belgium waffles, scrambled eggs, bacon and toast. There was also a bowl of freshly cut fruit in the middle of the counter surrounded by spoons and smaller bowls.

"Damn he really went all out."

After breakfast, Dee and Destiny disappeared to God knows where, leaving D. J. and myself in the kitchen to do the dishes. It's the least I could do for him cooking a delicious meal. We both set up our stations. I would wash, and he would rinse and dry, then once all the dishes were clean, we would both put them away.

We finished the dishes and I went and sat on the sofa in the living room. A few seconds later, D. J. joined me on the sofa and turned on the TV. He turned on Sportscenter, and we sat in silence listening to all things sports.

D. J. motioned for me to come closer, and as I did, he picked me up and put me on his lap. I nuzzled my face in his neck and shoulder and closed my eyes.

"He smells so fucking good"

D. J. patted me on the back, and eventually the ass. Then took a deep breath.

"Grace, I've got the NDA over there for you to sign. I wish I could be able to do more with you. It's just not the right time."

I never raised my head up.

"I know, I just wish this world wasn't so judgemental. When did it become wrong for two people to be together. Yes they're an obvious age gap between us, but I am legally an adult."

He pushed my chin up, making me look into his eyes.

"Plus you're still in college. I don't want having to possibly giving that up jeopardize our relationship."

"Relationship? Did this have possibility of going somewhere?"

I sighed. He was absolutely right. I worked so hard to get into college, I didn't want to do anything to jeopardize that.

"I really like you, I told him, I just want to be with you, be your rock, your ride or die, and definitely take that cock some more."

He laughed and kissed me on my forehead before kissing me on the lips.

"Well listen, how about we do this. I'll keep you on as my babysitter/assistant. Once you graduate, then we can bring the topic of us being together back up again."

I smiled. That sounded like a perfect idea.

"Ok yeah, I replied. I can work with that."

I put my head back on his shoulder, when suddenly my phone rang. I groaned, but sat up to check to see who was calling, interrupting a deeply intimate moment. I looked at the screen and my Mom was calling.

I answered and put it on speaker phone.

"Hey Mama, I said trying to say it as enthusiastic as I could, when deep down I was highly disgusted. What's up?"

"Grace, my mom began, Mija are you alright? It's after noon and you aren't back home."

"Yes Mama I'm fine, I said with feigned annoyance. I'll be home soon, like in the next hour to hour and a half.

"All right, Mama continued, the snow has melted enough for you to drive in, but still be careful because the roads might be a little slippery."

"I'll make sure I drive really slow. Alright I love you, bye.

I sighed. I didn't want to, but I had to go.

I got off D. J.'s lap and went back to the bedroom. I grabbed my clothes from yesterday and laid them out on the bed. Then I proceeded to the shower.

As I let the warm water cascade down my body, my mind was racing.

I thought back to the events from last night. Deepthroating D. J.'s cock. The feeling of his rock hard dick stretching my tight pussy. Not to mention he said there could possibly be a relationship between us.

I washed my body and hair and got our the shower. Going back into the bedroom, I dried myself, then put the towel back in bathroom. I reached into my gym bag and pulled out the extra pair of panties I carried around it. I figured I'd go braless, I mean the sweater I was wearing would still show the imprints of my tits but inna more sophisticated way. After grabbing another pair of fuzzy socks out of my bag, I sat on the side of the bed to put my boots on.

I went back in the bathroom and brushed my teeth again, using the nearby face towel to wash my face after garbling with mouth wash. Then I got another one to dry my face. I put all the towels I used together, grabbed them and headed for the room door.

As I made my way down the hallway, D. J. spotted me and ran over yo where I was. Now I see why he ran one of the fastest 40s during the pre draft workouts. He snatched the towels out my hand and then ran upstairs to put the towels in the washer. He then came back down and pulled me in for a hug from the back. He gave me a playful slap on the ass, and buried his head in the nape of my neck.

"Now you know you're my guest. I don't want you to lift a finger."

I smiled.

"What a gentleman."

D. J. kissed the inside of my neck and we walked to the front door. I got up to retrieve my coat, gloves, scarf, hat and purse from the closet by the door. D. J. walked me to the door. He pulled me in for a huge bear-like hug before kissing me.

"Stay by your phone, he said, I'll be looking for you to come babysit for me again.

I smiled, kissed him goodbye and went out the door to my car. It was still freezing outside, but at least the snow melted. I turned on the car and made my way around the driveway, down the hill to the gate. I pressed the button on the side panel, and the gate opened. I drove out of it and started making my way home. I pulled up in my driveway and headed for the house. Once inside I put my winter accessories in the closet and headed for the kitchen where Mama and Abuela were sitting.

Abuela looked up from her book and smiled as she saw me over here reading glasses.

"I'm so glad you're home mi amor. Did you enjoy babysitting for a professional athlete?"

I smiled back at her.

"I did, I replied. He's super nice, and the kids weren't any trouble."

That's what came out of my mouth, when in my mind I was saying,

"Plus he gave me the biggest orgasm I've ever had."

My mom didn't say anything. She looked up to acknowledge my presence, so I used that as my cue to leave and head up to my room. Once inside my room I stripped all my clothes off, and put on a camisole and a pair of really short shorts. I went and sat over at my desk and opened my computer. Before I could do anything, I heard my phone beep, so I closed my laptop to see what it was. It was a notification that I had received $1000 dollars via Cash App from D. J. Washington. Holy crap, $1000? That was huge amount of money to me, but to him, $1000 probably seemed almost like chump change. I quickly searched his name in my contacts and sent him a text.

"I had a really great time last night. Thank you for this. It's the most money I've ever made as a babysitter."

I hit send and waited for him to reply. It only took 3-5 seconds before he texted back.

"Same here, let's do it again Sunday night."

"Definitely, I replied. I can't wait to feel your big black cock inside me again."

He sent me 3 emojis.

One was the kissing emoji, one was an eggplant, and the last was the hearts for eyes emoji.

I lifted up my shirt and snapped a pic of my tits. Just as I was about to send it, I heard a knock on my door. I shoved my shirt back down.

"Who is it?" I said startled.

Mama entered my room with a mug and stood on the side of me.

"I thought you might need this," she said and placed the mug on the desk.

"Thanks Mama, I said. You always come right on time."

She kissed me on top of the head and left back downstairs. I picked up the mug and took a sip, feeling the warmth of the hot cocoa all through my body. I got up from my desk and went over and sat on my bed. I sat against the headboard, eyes closed, sipping my hot cocoa.

After finishing it, I placed the mug on my nightstand and laid my head on my pillow. My body felt warm and my bed was comfy. I had one last image of D. J. fucking me, my pussy creaming and squirting all over his cock as I came. I smiled, sent him the picture I'd taken, and eventually dozed off.

"I guess my body was still tired."

Epilogue

Three years passed by, and before I knew it, I was getting ready to walk across the stage at the University of Washington. Cords dangling from my shoulders, as I walked in the auditorium. I was so ready to graduate. As we walked in, I looked over and saw Mama, Abuela, Aunt Rosalinda, who is Papa's older sister and also where my middle name comes from, and to my surprise, D. J., Dee and Destiny. I had become their long term babysitter but this would be my last year since they would be turning 16 and didn't really need a babysitter anymore. D. J. and I fucked every time I would come over to babysit. I still had to sign an NDA, but he said I no longer had to take the Plan B pills. When it came time to get our degree we lined up and I waited for my name to be called.

"Grace Rosalinda Rodriguez", the President called out. I started making my way up onto the stage as the auditorium filled with applause. Getting my degree, I shook the President's hand and went back to my seat. I had to adjust my robe and dress a little bit before I sat down because my stomach was starting to get a little uncomfortable.

Yes, if you guys haven't figured it out yet, all the sex D. J. and I were having, plus with no condom, and me no longer taking the plan B pills, all those who survived Sex Ed in high school know exactly what ended up happening.

I was weary when I read the test, confirming that I was pregnant. D. J. was an amazing man, and a great Dad, but at the same time, I was apprehensive. I knew I couldn't hide this for nine months. Eventually I would start to show. I didn't want to involve D. J., but I also knew if I didn't tell Mama and Abuela who my baby's father was, even though they wouldn't say it out loud, I know they would think I was a puta (spanish for slut or whore) for having sex with no condom and getting pregnant.

When I told D. J. I was pregnant, I fully expected him to not want to have anything to do with it. Instead, he jumped up and brought me in for a hug. I breathed a huge sigh of relief, and we both decided to tell our families when the time was right.

After graduation, we went to this really fancy steakhouse, which I discovered was D. J. "cheat meal" place.

Looking at the prices my eyes got wide. This food was stupid expensive. I looked at Mama, Abuela and Auntie Rosa, all had that same look, shock and concern about these prices. I saw Abuela mouth the words jodidamente ridículo (fucking ridiculous).

"Pick whatever you ladies want.

I chose a 8 oz sirloin, served with steamed broccoli and rice.

D. J. chose a 24 oz Porterhouse steak. There was no fucking way he could eat that whole thing in one sitting.

We had been talking the closer it got to graduation. He said now that I was 21, soon to be 22 in a month, and graduating, he had a special surprise for me. I had no idea what this surprise was supposed to be, but I was eagerly anticipating it.

As we continued to eat, D. J. ordered a bottle of very expensive wine and poured all the adults a glass. Then he tapped his glass with his knife and stood up.

"Excuse me, may I have everyone's attention please?"

He said it with that deep, sexy voice, even some of the other people in the restaurant turned towards our table to listen in. One person took out their phone, and I was sure they were recording this.

"As some of you may know, my wife and I split up 7 years ago. I was at a loss. I didn't know how I could be the nurturing parent that my kids needed, but as the stars aligning would have it, my former babysitter got sick so I reached out to Grace. She had a babysitting business she was promoting on Instagram. She agreed, and became our full time babysitter. Now that Dee and Destiny are about to turn 16, I guess they don't need a babysitter anymore, so Grace I'm officially relieving you of your duties as babysitter, to something else very important."

I was dumb struck. I didn't know where this was going.

He motioned for me to join him on that side of the table. I stood up and went over to him. When I got there he grabbed my hand.

"Grace, you've brought so joy to my kids, but most importantly you've so brought joy to me. I don't want it to be a secret anymore. I love you Grace. I've loved you ever since the day I met you when you saved my ass when I had to meet with my agent and team management. You've made me the happiest I've been in a long time, and I want to keep experiencing that happiness."

D. J. released my hand and got down on one knee.

I put my hands over my mouth in absolute shock.

"Is he about to do what I think he's about to do???????!!!!!!!"

D. J. reached into his pocket and pulled out

a small box.

"Grace Rosalinda Rodriguez, would you make me, Dee, Destiny, he reached out and put his hand on my stomach, and our new baby the happiest people in the world?"

He opened the box, revealed a ring. It was made of white gold, and had a huge diamond on the top. My jaw dropped as I stared at the ring, it was breathtakingly beautiful and I swear I saw my reflection in it.

"Grace, D. J.'s voice snapping me back to reality, will you marry me?"

My eyes welled up with tears, I removed my hand from my mouth, and looked down at him.

"Yes, yes I absolutely will marry you." The restaurant erupted in applause. He put the ring on my finger, stood up, and brought me in for a kiss. He hugged me tight as the kids, Auntie Rosa, Mama and Abuela crowed around us clapping and cheering. They didn't seem to be too upset about D. J. getting me pregnant.

Six months later, I gave birth to our beautiful daughter, Diamond Gabriela Washington.

Then six months after that, D. J. and I were married. We had a beautiful ceremony at Martha's Vineyard and everybody came.

Since it was during the off-season, all of D. J.'s Shock teammates were there, plus his head coach and two assistant coaches.

D. J.'s parents were there as well, his father taking look one look at me and telling me I looked just like Papa, along with his brother Daniel and sister Danielle. The kids were in the wedding. Dee was the Ring Bearer. The coolest 17 year old Ring Bearer I've ever seen, and Destiny and Diamond were Flower Girls. Well Diamond was an honorary Flower Girl. We made sure that when Destiny came down the aisle, Auntie Rosa was able to get Diamond to crawl about halfway, then she turned around on her back and that was over. Aunt Rosalinda picked her up and carried her back to the bathroom to put her actually dress on. I missed it live, but when we got our pictures and videos, I saw a still shot of it before seeing it on video.

My baby's so pretty.

Mama and Abuela were there obviously, plus Auntie Rosa and her 3 kids, my cousins, and several of my former college friends, who now were just friends, including Diane, who was my roommate turned best friend since the start of freshman year. Yes, she was the one who I told about losing my virginity to Todd, and also was my partner in the blowbang and the bet. She lost, so for that next week she had to wear the shirt.

Then D. J. bought us a condo where we stayed until graduation. After D. J. proposed, we decided to let Diane keep the condo since I would be moving in with him and the kids. She was also my maid of honor.

After we were married, I got a job at West Side Sports when D. J. asked me to become his agent. Of course I jumped on the chance since my degree was in Business Management, with a concentration in Sports Management.

At first, D. J. was my only client but once news got out that I secured him the biggest contract in league history, $300 million with $275 million guaranteed, my phone was practically ringing off the hook from athletes wanting to sign me as their agent.

Of course I continued to take D. J.'s big black cock and eventually we had two more children, twins Desmond and Demetria.

To think all of this happened because his original babysitter got sick on the night she was supposed to babysit. Then I swooped in for the opportunity, and now I'm married to the greatest man I've ever known. Along with 5 beautiful children, and my career as a Sports Agent is really taking off. Too bad for her, but I love my life.

THE END