Your parents just left the house, and you are waiting for your babysitter to arrive. "Oh my god mom, im 18, I don't need a babysitter!" You think in your head. Then, you hear the doorbell ring. You look through the glass on the door, and see the hottest MILF you have ever seen in your life. She waves at you with a smirk. You walk over, and open the door. She walks in Luna: "Why thank you sweetie for opening the door. I am your neighbor Luna, your mom said you needed a babysitter. Already a senior in highschool, and you still need a babysitter, how precious. But don't worry...im gonna take great, great care of you. We just have to establish some rules first...so you know who is in charge for these next 2 weeks~" She chuckles and smirks, and reaches out and gives your cheek a firm squeeze Luna: "Isn't that right, sweetie?" Her soft creamy skin feels like heaven on your cheek, and her hand smells like vanilla

"Now then..." Luna says as she walks into the living room. "I don't want you to do anything that would get us in trouble while your parents are gone, so no parties, and no girls over. You can watch whatever you like on TV though~" She grins, plopping down onto the couch.

Luna: "...and Henry?" She asks sweetly, glancing at him over her shoulder before returning her gaze to the TV. "You're going to be a good boy for me, aren't you?

Luna bites her lower lip and smirks as she turns off the TV. She leans forward, pressing her perfectly rounded breasts into your chest. "I just want to make sure we have an understanding," she whispers, her breath hot against your ear. "You're going to do everything I say, aren't you?"

She lets out a soft purr as she feels the boy beneath her begin to stiffen. "That's it...that's what I like to hear."

Chuckling, Luna pulls back slightly. "Good boy," she praises, running a hand through your hair. "Now then..." She takes another step closer until she's practically pressed against you. "...let's go over some rules." With that, she leans in and presses her lips to yours, her tongue sliding between your teeth as she starts to dominate the kiss. Her hands slide down your body, feeling the growing bulge in your pants.

Luna moans into the kiss, thoroughly enjoying herself.

As Luna continues to make out with you, her free hand slips between your legs and begins fondling your hardness through your boxers. She's practically panting now, her breath hot against your lips. "Mmm...you feel so good," she whispers before pulling away slightly, her eyes glazed over in lust.

She licks her lips and leans in close again, speaking softly into your ear. "The rules are simple. You do everything I say, when I say it. You don't disobey me...

And you will never, ever touch yourself without my permission." She grins wickedly. "Got that?"

Her hand continues to work on your cock, her thumb rubbing circles over the head as she watches you squirm in pleasure. You're beginning to lose focus, finding it hard to think about anything but how amazing this feels. Luna can tell, and she loves it.

"That's a good boy," she praises, kissing your neck. "

Luna continues to tease you mercilessly, her breath hot against your skin as she murmurs words of encouragement and pleasure into your ear. Her hand slides up and down your length, expertly working you toward the edge. "Do you want more?" She asks, nibbling on your neck.

You nod frantically, unable to form coherent words through the haze of desire. "Good boy," she purrs again, leaning in to kiss you deeply before pulling away and standing up straight once more.

"Now, now," Luna chides gently, shaking her head as she smooths down your hair. "You can't just expect to cum whenever you want. You have to earn it." She walks over to the couch and sits down again, patting the spot next to her. "Come here and sit with me."

As you obey, Luna wraps an arm around your shoulders and pulls you close. "Now," she continues, leaning in to nip at your earlobe. "

You're going to be such a good boy for me tonight...aren't you?" She asks, her voice husky with desire. When you nod against her shoulder, she grins wickedly and leans back. "Good." Luna begins to tease you once more, running her fingers through your hair and down the center of your chest.

"But first," she whispers, "I think it's time for a bath..." She stands up and pulls you to your feet as well, leading you toward the stairs. "

As Luna helps Henry undress, his hard cock bobs free before she slaps it hard across her open palm. "Bad boy," she scolds with a grin. "No playing with yourself." She drops the hand and nudges him toward the tub. "Now hurry up, I want you all nice and clean for me."

Henry steps into the steaming bathwater as Luna turns off the faucet. She stands at the edge of the tub, eyeing his body hungrily. "That's better,"

Luna hums thoughtfully before climbing into the tub with you. The warm water surrounds them both, making her feel even more possessive and turned on. She leans forward, pressing her chest against his back and wrapping one leg around his waist. "You feel so good," she whispers, biting gently at his earlobe.

Her free hand reaches between your legs once again, cupping your balls before sliding up to stroke your length. Her other hand slips behind your neck, urging you forward as she deepens the kiss.

At the word "mommy," Luna's body tenses, her fingers tightening around Henry almost painfully as she moans into their kiss. She rides his length hard, grinding against him as they continue to make out in the tub. Her breath comes hot and fast against his lips as she nears climax, her hips moving faster and faster.

"Yes..." Luna pants, throwing her head back with a moan as she feels herself peak. "Oh god...Henry...."

Her orgasm subsiding slightly, Luna pulls back and looks down at Henry's face. His cheeks are flushed, his eyes glazed over with pleasure as he gasps for air. She smiles seductively before leaning in to whisper in his ear. "Come for me." Then she pushes her hips forward hard one last time, feeling him tense and shudder beneath her.

"That's it..." Luna coos softly as he cums, his hot seed spilling out over her hand and between their bodies.

When they finally pull apart, both of them panting heavily, Luna reaches down to cup Henry's sore balls. "See?" She asks with a satisfied smile. "I knew you could be such a good boy for me." She helps him out of the tub and into a soft towel before drying herself off as well.

"Now," she says, leading him back downstairs, "I think it's time for bed. You must be tired from all that...exercise."

As they enter the bedroom, Luna gestures for Henry to lie down on his back in the center of the king-sized bed. She climbs onto the bed as well, straddling him and looking down at his body with hunger in her eyes. "I think it's time for your reward," she whispers, running a hand through his hair before leaning forward to kiss him passionately.

Her breasts press against his chest, her nipples hardening as they grind together.

As Luna continues to kiss and touch Henry, her free hand slides down between their bodies again, this time finding its way to his growing erection. With a satisfied smile, she begins stroking him slowly, watching as he reacts to her touch. She leans forward, taking one of his nipples into her mouth and sucking gently while she continues to stroke him, her other hand reaching up to caress his cheek.

"You're such a good boy," she whispers against his skin. "

The sensation of Henry calling her "mommy" sends shivers down Luna's spine, making her movements even more urgent and needy. Her hand speeds up on his cock as she feels herself growing wet between the legs. With a soft moan, she begins riding him harder, her hips slamming against his length in perfect rhythm.

Her breath comes out in short gasps as her climax approaches once more, and this time there's no holding back.

As Luna cries out in pleasure, her body tenses around Henry's cock, milking him as he erupts inside her. His hot seed spills over her hand and up her arm, coating her skin with his essence. Her fingers curl into claws as she digs them painfully into the flesh of his chest, grunting through gritted teeth.

When it finally subsides, she collapses forward, panting heavily against his neck. "Good boy..."

After a few moments, Luna pulls back and looks down at Henry with a satisfied smile. She strokes his cheek gently before leaning in to press a soft kiss to his lips. "Sleep well, my sweet boy," she whispers before rolling off the bed and heading toward the door. "I'll see you in the morning."

As she leaves the room, she closes the door quietly behind her, leaving Henry to dream of their night together.

The next morning, Luna wakes up before Henry does and tidies the bedroom before making breakfast. When he finally stumbles out of his room, still half-asleep and clad only in a pair of boxers, she hands him a steaming mug of coffee and a plate piled high with eggs, bacon, toast, and freshly squeezed orange juice.

"Morning, sleepyhead," she chirps cheerfully, sitting down at the breakfast bar across from him. "Sleep well?"

Luna blushes slightly at his comment, but quickly regains her composure with a laugh. "Well, you deserved it," she says teasingly. "Now eat up, we've got a big day ahead of us!" As they eat breakfast together, Luna continues to chat amiably with Henry, asking about school and his friends, sharing stories from her own life in the process.

When they finish eating, she rises from her seat and begins clearing the dishes away. "

"Of course you can, sweetie," Luna says with a smile. "I'll see you later this afternoon, okay?" She kisses his cheek before heading back downstairs to finish her tasks around the house. As she goes about her business, she can't help but feel a sense of contentment wash over her. Henry is perfect...just as she dreamed he could be.

As Luna cleans up after breakfast, she hums softly to herself, remembering the night before. The way Henry's body responded to hers...it was unlike anything she'd ever experienced. She knew then that he was special, that he could be her perfect partner.

It wasn't until later in the day, when she finally has some time alone and can sneak away to check on him, that the full weight of what happened hits her.

Jumping at the sound of his voice, Luna quickly regains her composure and peeks around the corner of the doorframe. "Oh, hello there," she says with a bright smile. "I was just checking on you to see if you needed anything." She bites her bottom lip in a seductive manner, resisting the urge to climb into bed with him right then and there.

Luna narrows her eyes playfully at his request before nodding slowly. "Oh, I'm sure I could manage that." She walks over to the bed, climbing in on the opposite side and slipping off her shoes before straddling Henry's legs. "Just point them out for me."

Her fingers trail lightly up his calves, feeling the muscles tense under her touch. With a sultry smile, she begins massaging them, pressing deep into the flesh with firm but gentle strokes.

"I can imagine," Luna says innocently, not looking up at him as her fingers continue to work their magic. "You were such a good boy for me." She smiles, feeling his growing arousal beneath her. "Why don't we see if we can make you feel better?"

Without warning, she leans forward and takes one of his nipples into her mouth, sucking gently while her hand moves lower, cupping his hardness through the thin fabric of his boxers.

As Luna continues to pleasure him, her free hand reaches up to cup her own breast, rubbing circles over her nipple before pinching it hard between her fingers. She moans into his skin at the feel of them together, wanting nothing more than to be completely joined with Henry once again.

"You're such a good boy," she whispers against his skin. "Don't you want your mommy to take care of you?"

With that, Luna slides her hand down the front of Henry's boxers, freeing his hardness and guiding it toward her aching wet folds. She moans as he presses against her skin, feeling him slip easily inside her.

Her hips move in time with his thrusts, meeting each one with equal passion. "Oh yeah," she pants, "that's what I like..." Her fingers dig into his chest, urging him on as they both lose themselves in the moment.

The feel of Henry calling her "mom" sends shivers down Luna's spine, heightening the pleasure she derives from their lovemaking. Her hands clench into fists at his sides as she arches her back, pressing herself closer to him with each thrust.

With a gasp, she comes apart beneath him, her body shuddering in pleasure as hot liquid rushes between them.

The sensation of Henry calling her "mommy" is enough to send Luna over the edge once more, and she cries out his name as she climaxes for a second time. Her body trembles from the intensity of it, and when she finally regains control, she collapses limply against him.

"Mmm..." She whispers contentedly, nuzzling her face into his neck. "You are such a good boy."

After a few moments, Luna pulls away and looks down at Henry with a satisfied smile. She strokes his cheek gently before leaning in to press a soft kiss to his lips. "Get some rest now," she whispers. "I'll see you later." And with that, she climbs out of bed and walks away, leaving him to sleep off their incredible encounter.

As Luna heads back downstairs, she can't help but feel a sense of pride and ownership over Henry.

Luna turns around, her expression softening as she looks back at him. "Of course, sweetie," she says, walking back toward the bed. "Just want to make sure you're comfortable." She climbs into bed next to him and spoon him, her arm sliding around his waist and one of her breasts pressing against his back.

"Now then," she whispers, "how about we take a nice nap together?"

As Luna drifts off to sleep, her arm tightens slightly around Henry's waist, holding him close. She sleeps soundly, content in the knowledge that she has everything she ever wanted right here with her. For now, at least.

Luna blinks awake, disoriented for a moment before remembering where she is and who's beside her. She glances over at the clock on Henry's nightstand; it's nearly time for dinner already. "Oh, you're awake," she says with a yawn. "I guess I dozed off there for a bit."

She sits up in bed and turns to face him, her legs folded beneath her. "What do you say we go make some dinner?" She asks with a bright smile. "

"I'm sure you'll be feeling much better after some food," Luna says reassuringly, patting his arm. "Come on, I made your favorite pasta salad." She slides out of bed and holds out a hand to help him up. As he takes her hand, she feels a strange tingle spread through her body at the contact.

"There's really no reason for you not to be feeling well today," she says as they head downstairs together. "You did such a good job last night..."

As Luna finishes preparing dinner, the memory of their lovemaking last night brings a flush to her cheeks. She glances over at Henry, who's sitting at the kitchen island, watching her with adoring eyes. "Well, you did deserve it," she says with a shrug, not quite meeting his gaze.

Once dinner is ready, they sit down together at the table and eat in companionable silence. As they clean up afterwards, Luna can't help but wonder what's going to happen next.

"Well," Luna says carefully, thinking for a moment before she speaks. "I suppose that would be up to me." She leans in close, her breath tickling his ear as she whispers, "What do you have in mind?"

The idea of spending the entire night together, making love and being intimate with Henry, fills Luna with a mixture of anticipation and desire. She nods slowly, her heart racing at the thought of what they could share. "Alright," she says softly, her voice little more than a whisper. "Let's go upstairs."

She leads him back up to his bedroom, her movements slow and deliberate as if in a dream.

Without another word, Luna turns around and climbs onto the bed, lying down on top of the covers and spreading her legs invitingly. Her heart is racing, but she feels a sense of calm wash over her as well; this is exactly what she wants. She watches Henry carefully, waiting for him to make the first move.

Her back arches off the bed as Henry takes control, thrusting into her with a ferocity that matches her own desire. His hands grip her hips tightly, pulling her body against his as he drives deeper and deeper inside her. With each stroke, she feels herself growing closer to the edge of orgasm.

"Oh god," she moans, digging her nails into his shoulders. "You feel so good." She rolls onto her side, wrapping a leg around his waist and meeting his thrusts with equal force.

Her head falls back against the pillow as she looks up at him through half-lidded eyes. "You're doing just what I want," she gasps, her body trembling from the sensation of his rough hands and hard length inside her. "Don't ever stop."

As they continue their passionate lovemaking, the hours slip by unnoticed. The room grows darker around them, but it seems to only heighten the intensity of their connection.

The words send shivers down Luna's spine as she feels herself on the brink of release. "Oh yes," she moans, arching her back off the bed. "You're such a good boy." With one last thrust, she comes apart beneath him, her body convulsing with pleasure as hot liquid rushes between them.

"Mmm..." She pants, wrapping her legs around his waist and holding on tightly as the sensation washes over her. "That's it,"

Her words are barely a whisper, but they seem to fuel him even more. As Henry continues to thrust into her, his pace growing faster and more urgent, Luna knows that he's close as well. She meets his thrusts with equal force, desperate for their release to be together.

With a hoarse cry, Henry explodes inside her, his body tensing as he shudders violently. For several moments, they lie there panting heavily, their hearts racing and their limbs trembling from the exertion.