Thursday, December 20, 2012

Breeding Her Husband with the Babysitter Bundle - the whole series released!

This 25,700-word bundle contains Breeding Her Husband with the Babysitter, Breeding Her Husband with the Babysitter’s Friend, and Breeding Her Husband with the Babysitter 3: Fertile Again.

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Breeding Her Husband with the Babysitter

After the neighbor's daughter is kicked out of her parents’ house, the Valentines are happy to bring her in as though she were their own daughter.  After all, she had babysat their visiting relatives for them for years.  But while the wealthy Valentines dote on young Kaylee and seem to lack for nothing, Mrs. Valentine's inability to conceive has her plotting.  How will the innocent teen handle the rough advances of Mr. Valentine, and will she be prepared for the ultimate demand the loving couple intends to make?

Warning: This 7600-word story contains a young teen girl in distress, a welcoming married couple, hot and messy oral sex in the shower, a sizzling threeway, reluctant breeding, and impregnation.  Adults only!

Breeding Her Husband with the Babysitter’s Friend

After Kaylee was kicked out of her parents’ house, the wealthy Valentines took her in like their own daughter.  But Mrs. Valentine asked the teen for something special in return: to carry her husband’s baby.  Many passionate weeks later, her belly was swelling with Mr. Valentine’s seed.

But the loving Valentines want more than one child--and they want them soon.  The hunt falls to Kaylee, who now finds herself replaying her own taboo seduction from the other side.  But will this new virgin teenager give in to the temptations of the Valentines’ sizzling ménage and allow herself to be deflowered and bred?
                                                                                            
Warning: This 7200-word story contains a pregnant young girl in a loving ménage relationship, pregnant sex, the seduction of a shy teenager, hot and messy oral sex in the kitchen, a sizzling foursome, reluctant defloration and breeding, and virgin impregnation.  Adults only!

Breeding Her Husband with the Babysitter 3: Fertile Again

Kaylee never imagined that by nineteen years old she would be a content breastfeeding mother.  But a matter of months after giving birth Kaylee is finding that she’s hornier than ever.

Then Vincent, Mr. Valentine’s brother, came to visit.

Wealthy, roguishly attractive, and twice her age, she can’t take her eyes off the brother of her child’s father.  And to make matters worse, Vincent wants a child of his own—and Kaylee is the perfect little teen to bear his child for him.

As handsome as Vincent is, Kaylee isn’t ready to carry another man’s child, especially not so soon after her first.  Can the Valentines make Kaylee remember how much she loved being impregnated, or will Vincent have to take what he wants more roughly than the inexperienced girl is used to?

Warning: This 10,900-word story contains milk-swollen breasts, a teenage mother aching for more, a young girl caught in the tangle of a loving couple and a strange new man, M/F, M/F/F and M/F/F/M situations, oral sex, double penetration, reluctant breeding, forceful sexual situations, and impregnation.  Adults only!

Free excerpts from each book:


“Are you enjoying your stay with us, Kaylee?” he said, drawing closer.  Her nose was filled with the clean smell of soap from his still-dripping body.  Is this really happening? she thought, bewildered.  She was incredibly aware of how close to naked she was, wearing only one of the tiny thongs Mrs. Valentine had picked out with her.  She debated covering her perky chest, but didn’t want to draw attention to it, either.

“Umm, it’s…good.”  Kaylee glanced down to see that his cock was thick and hard now, barely an inch from brushing her bare stomach.  “It’s so long…I mean, it’s been so long.  Since I’ve seen you guys, I mean.”  Her cheeks were on fire.  She could tell her nipples were hardening and her pussy was growing wetter by the second.  “It’s…uh…I really should be going, Mr. Valentine,” she said quickly.

Before she could take a step toward the door behind her, Bruce’s two strong hands reached behind her and gripped her tiny ass, enveloping it completely and pulling her close.  “But weren’t you going to take a shower, Kaylee?”  Her heart pounded in her chest.  He was leaning in close to her now, his cock hot and pulsing against her bare skin.  She felt her pussy tighten with need at his touch, his wide grip spreading her tiny ass cheeks apart.  The feel of his dick against her stomach was the most distracting thing she’d ever felt.

“Well…yes.  I mean, no!  Just lotion.  I can come back!”

He looked down at her with a mixture of fatherly care and carnal lust.  “Nonsense.  Let’s get you clean.”  

Kaylee’s mind was racing.  ‘Let’s’?!? she thought nervously.  Mr. Valentine slipped his fingers into her thong and slipped it down past her knees in one quick motion, making Kaylee’s breath intake sharply.  Placing his hand on the small of her back, he led her gently toward the shower.

Kaylee stepped into the shower with Mr. Valentine as if in a dream.  The water came down warm and pleasant against her skin.  She watched as Mr. Valentine, this gorgeous, fatherly man, squeezed far too much soap into his hands and rubbed it into a thick lather.  “Turn around,” he whispered, his deep voice sending a shiver down Kaylee’s spine.


I knew that I should go—if Emily saw me here, it might scare her off for good.  But I couldn’t stop now.  Seeing the two of them together was just far too hot for me to head back upstairs to my lonely bathroom.

Mr. Valentine finally broke their kiss.  He wrapped his strong hands around Emily’s tiny waist and lifted her effortlessly up, setting her gently on the edge of the counter.  Emily looked scared but incredibly aroused.  Her nipples were hard and stuck out from her exposed chest like twin peaks.  “Mr. Valentine, we shouldn’t be doing this...should we?” she said meekly.  “I mean, what if...what if someone sees us?”


Although his back was mostly to me, I could see the edge of the older man’s face as he smirked.  “You just keep enjoying that wine and let me worry about everything else,” he said gently, a fatherly tone of command in his voice.  But Emily had clearly forgotten about the wine, and sat terrified and mesmerized as Mr. Valentine slid her skirt up to her waist, lifting her ass briefly to move it past.  He found the strings of the barely-there pink thong she wore and slid it down her legs and tossed it aside.  Gently but firmly the older man pushed apart Emily’s creamy-pale legs and moved his powerful frame between them.   


Tammy put her hands on Vincent’s chest and gently pushed out of his grasp.  “Not bored at all.  After all, we’re just a couple stay-at-home moms, right Kaylee?”  She looked over at me and winked again.  I just swallowed and nodded, still too confused with my own emotions to trust talking.  “I was really just wondering if we should order some drinks from that bar downstairs.”

Vincent’s eyes lit up.  “Ah, now that’s a great idea, my beautiful sister-in-law.”  A shiver went down my spine when he called her that—a reminder that the obvious energy between them was bordering on taboo.  

“We can just have the concierge send some—”

“No no,” Tammy interrupted him, stepping away and walking back toward the door I was still standing next to.  “I think I’ll just head down and get them myself.”  As she walked past me she let her hand trail over my upper thigh, drawing my skirt up with it.  “Have fun, sweetheart.  I’ll be back in a while,” she whispered as she strolled past.

“Wait, Tammy!  I don’t—” I hissed, trying to follow her.  But she just smiled and shook her head, swiftly closing the door after her.  There was no way to follow after her without making a scene, and I could feel 

Vincent’s presence several paces behind me, strong and waiting.  On the other side of the door I heard the elevator slide open, then close softly again.

I felt trapped.

And then he was behind me, his heavy hand on my small shoulder.  “Did you want to go with her?” he asked.  I turned around and looked up into those ocean-blue eyes, and he looked back at me with genuine concern.

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