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Babysitting Blues
Part 2: Teenage Temptations
Trixie and I kept at a similar pace for the next two years. Wed take
turns fondling and eating each other, kissing, rubbing each other all
over, having a good time. Trixie brought a few of our girl friends from
the neighborhood for hot and steamy explorative sex fun. We all kept
these trysts secret from everyone else. We were afraid of the major
spankings and groundings each of us were likely to get from doing these
things.
About a month after our first time having a sexual sleep over, she
wanted to have some fun while we were at my house. I wouldnt let her,
because I was terrified that my parents would find out, and forbid us
from spending any more time together. So, if we, or any of our friends
wanted to do anything sexual, we did it at her house. After all, she
had a huge house, and you couldnt hear someone upstairs from
downstairs. She also had that small pool house which was pretty well
sound proof. We could keep our secret sex fun secret this way. Of
course, no one knew that Trixies dad knew all about her fun, and made
sure she didnt take any of it too far. I only recently found out
myself.
Now, after our little sleep over, as much as I had enjoyed it, I was
still curious where she had learned how to do that. She told me that
when she was helping her brother move out for college a few months
before, she had found a video in his collection. He must have had a
hundred or so videos, so she didnt think hed notice her snitching
one. There were two teenage girls in it fingering and eating each
other. Now, John had caught her watching it, and had the embarrassing
job of explaining what they were doing. The thought of it turned her
on, but she pretended to be grossed out to hide her feelings. Well, the
explanation worked for me. It didnt matter so much. I was having fun.
Now, technically I was still a virgin until I was twelve. After all, my
cherry was still intact. Trixie said she didnt want to break it
because she could make me cum so much easier licking or fondling it.
However, by the time we were both twelve, we had exhausted how far our
sex plays could take us. She had talked me into letting her break my
cherry.
We had another sleep over, which we usually had at least once every
month, and she was prepared for what we were going to do. So was I. We
kept fairly good track of each others periods, so wed know when would
be a bad time for sex play. We timed this sleep over so itd be pretty
close to mine. Even though she was going to be using some old, but
clean, towels to cover up any bleeding I did, there was still a chance I
would bleed in my panties. If my mom found out, I could just tell her I
had my period when I was over there, and had forgotten my pads. It was
pretty sneaky, but Trixie was a very crafty girl, and had a solution for
almost any problem she could think of.
She had a small refrigerator, about three foot cube, in her room so she
could keep cold sodas for guests. When we were fairly sure that her dad
was asleep, she put the old towels all over her bed, and took a six
inch, slender dildo out of the fridge. She put her hand on my cheek,
gave me a long kiss, then pushed the device inside me.
It hurt like hell and made me feel a little queasy. Trixie held my head
to her small, budding breasts and stroked my head as if I were a little
girl crying because she skinned her knees falling off of her bike. The
ice cold dildo made me shiver a bit, but it also numbed me up pretty
quickly, and helped stop the bleeding. She pulled the object out of me
and wiped it off. I went to the bathroom to clean up. When I got back,
the bloody towels were gone and Trixie was waiting in bed for me.
We didnt do any fooling around that night. The next week, I went over
for some fooling around, and that same dildo that had made me cry made
me scream in rapture. For all the sex playing we had done, it was
nothing like the feeling of a vibrating dildo deep inside my pussy. The
tears I shed this time were of joy.
Over the next few years, we had a lot of fun playing games. Some old,
and some new. We even had a few all-night orgies, after the other girls
had gotten their cherries popped. While we both had sex with all the
other girls pretty regularly, but we were still each others favorites.
The other girls got tired of the games and went on to other things, like
boys. Not Trixie and me, at least thats what I thought. My next big
sexual shock came when I was fifteen.
Since Trixie and I were such close pals for ten years, her dad told me I
could pretty much come and go as I pleased. I was practically a member
of the family. So, when I wanted to give Trixie a surprise, I didnt
think to call ahead and tell her I was coming over. When I got to her
room, and saw what was going on, I thought maybe I should have. Looking
back, Im glad I didnt.
Now, I never had anything against boys. I liked a few of them, the ones
that werent all phony and trying to impress the entire world. Despite
being told it was the most natural thing in the world, I could never
picture myself having sex with a man, only with girls. That was about
to change very quickly. When I opened Trixies bedroom door, I saw her
having sex with a man.
Now, I didnt say boy and I didnt say teenager either. I mean an adult
man. He had to be her fathers age. He was laying on her bed, and she
was bouncing up and down, with his dick deep inside her. Not even
slowing down, she told me to come in. She introduced me to the man, as
if we were all standing in her livingroom during a party. I was so
nervous, my voice had left me.
Apparently, this was her fathers business partner, Mario. He was
easily six foot three inches tall. Well muscled, but not bulky or
hulking. He had darker skin, and had a totally shaved head. He didnt
seem bothered by my entering the room any more than Trixie was. She
looked right at me and asked me to join the fun. She climbed off his
dick and I could see how wet her pussy was. Not a second later, I felt
like my panties were soaked right through.
He spoke to me with a deep, smooth voice, "Do you want to have sex with
me?" I looked right at Trixie and she winked at me. I bashfully
started taking off my clothes. The surprise I was originally was going
to share with Trixie was the new pair of crotchless panties I had just
gotten. I started to take them off, but she told me to leave them on.
As I started to climb up on Mario, he stopped me.
"I think Id better put a rubber on first" Trixie smiled at me, then
looked him in the eyes and said, "You arent going to get her pregnant,
she had her period last week." She came over to me, gave me the
biggest, most erotic kiss I can remember, and started to finger me
through my crotchless panties. She wanted to make sure I was completely
wet before I sat on his dick.
When I started to climb up on him, and felt his generous cock in my
hand, I realized that he was making me this wet and not Trixies
masturbating fingers. I barely slid the head of his member in my wet
pussy, and already felt the familiar electric surges zapping through
me. Trixie was straddling his face and leaned over to kiss me. "Its
easy. Just like riding me when Im wearing a strap-on dildo."
I started to bounce up and down and immediately felt his heat flowing
into me. This definitely beat a dildo by a long shot. All these new
sensations running through me were as confusing as the were when Trixie
and I became lovers the first time. I never even considered having sex
with a boy, and now I was having unprotected sex with a man. I had
never been so exhilarated.
Trixie arched her back, making the same moaning sound she always made
when he reached orgasm and climbed off Marios face. Now it was just me
and Mario. God only knows how long Trixie was riding him before I
walked in, and shes got a tight pussy. This man must have incredible
stamina. I was rocking back and forth, up and down, feeling like a tiny
boat tossing on a raging ocean. Electric feeling surged through me
making me moan, breathlessly. I was holding myself up with my hands on
his washboard stomach.
Mario reached up with very big hands, and took one of my nearly full
sized breasts in each one. Seeing the boys at school making out with
their bimbo girlfriends, I was expecting a hard squeezing. I was
pleasantly surprised when he gently rolled them in his hands. It was
almost the same way Trixie fondled my titties. This man was so gentle.
I dont know how much time had passed, but I felt his hot wetness fill
me. I then felt a familiar burning in my pussy, and collapsed on top of
him. I was absolutely drenched in sweat, and totally exhausted. I
could feel two sets of hands rubbing my back. The whole room felt like
it was spinning. I was drunk with sexual exhilaration. Trixie
whispered to Mario, "You were Jessies first man. Lucky you!" He
kissed the top of my head and rubbed my neck. "I couldnt tell, she was
really good." I just cooed, rubbing my face against his chest.
I pulled myself off him, feeling his now half-limp penis slip out of me
with a wet sound. I was so wobbly, I nearly fell off the bed. He
caught me, and pulled me up next to him, opposite Trixie. We both laid
with our heads on his chest, and took turns kissing him. I could taste
Trixies wetness on his lips. Despite his mouth being bigger than hers,
he kissed much the same way. It was very pleasant. I could feel his
large hand stroking my bum through the silk seat of my crotchless
panties.
The next week, we played a game with him Trixie called penis roulette.
We took turns blowing his Itallian sausage, five sucks at a time, and
whoever got his load, got to be eaten out by him. I won, and was
surprised that his gooey seed tasted pretty good. I rode his face, and
Trixie rode his cock. We were both pretty dressed up, me wearing the
same crotchless panties I did the week before, but with a garter belt
and stockings. Trixie was wearing a frilly, pink corset and matching
stockings.
I rode his face until I came all over it, twice. The sound they made as
she jumped up and down on him was kind of odd. I guess it was the green
rubber he was wearing. Altogether, I had sex with him five times, all
of which were shared with Trixie. I had few male lovers to myself, but
that was okay. It was fun sharing with Trixie.