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Babysitter-Slut Ellen #1 Intro and Babysitting Sherry (MFg, pedo)
written by PeachKisser2004
Foreword
The "Babysitter-Slut Ellen" series of stories were written for a lady
named Ellen whom I met online. Ellen wrote email to me saying that she
loved my stories about little girls and kissing their bare little pussy-
peaches.
My lovely little slut Ellen has continued to be extremely supportive of my
writing and thus I decided to start a small collection of stories where
Ellen and I shared our sexual experiences with young ones. Here is what
happened:
Part 1 - Meeting My Babysitter-Slut Ellen (intro, slow, nosex)
While attending college part-time I became acquainted with a lovely lady
named Ellen who was in one of my art classes. We gravitated towards each
other very naturally, seemed to share the same off-kilter sense of humor,
the same tendency to make bawdy and off-color remarks to try and get a
raise out of our fellow classmates.
By the time the semester ended, Ellen and I were fast friends, even
lovers, although we never officially called ourselves "dating." We both
thought of ourselves as "players" and that's how we approached our
relationship: we got together to play, and that suited both of us just
fine. Ellen's sexual appetite was just as strong as mine, and she loved
when I held her close and told her how she was my darling little slut, how
she had the prettiest little cunt in the world, things like that. Ellen
and I turned each other on in a big way, and the sex was absolutely wild.
One thing Ellen did for spare money while in school was to offer her
babysitting services through the college social services office. At this
point she and I had never even broached the topic of child sexuality and
our own pedophilic tendencies. In fact, I forget exactly how our
conversations turned to the forbidden topic of child sexuality, but it
went something like this.
Ellen and I had established a certain rhythm, between work and classes,
such that we tended to get together on Saturday nights, usually going out
for dinner and ending up either at her place or mine for snuggling and sex
play afterwards. It was a Friday night when I called Ellen to check we
were "on" for the next night and she told me that an urgent babysitting
job had come up and she would have to pass. I was bummed, but there'd be
other nights, and we continued talking on the phone.
In hindsight, I wish I could have seen Ellen's face as we opened up this
new chapter in our life together. I asked offhand how it was she came to
get these babysitting jobs, as she had never told me exactly how she
advertised her services.
"I registered with the social services at school and they have a matching
system. Most of my jobs are during the day, mothers who need to attend a
few hours class here and there and need someone to watch their kids."
"That's kinda cool. How old are the kids usually?" I asked.
"Oh, I insist that they're potty-trained, so maybe four is the youngest
I'll take, and just going up from there," Ellen explained.
In my mind I took a little detour to imagine what it would be like to
babysitting a little girl, but keep in mind at this point Ellen knew
nothing of my strong sexual attraction towards children, and I had no
intention of ever telling her, or telling anyone else for that matter.
"So how much do they pay you?" I asked, coming back to reality.
"Mostly it's $5 an hour," she explained.
"That's all!" I said surprised. "Doesn't seem hardly worth it!"
"Well, it's $5 per hour per kid, and sometimes there's two or three kids
I babysit at once, so that starts to make some decent money."
"Oh yeah, I suppose, that makes sense," I said. "Still, for only one kid
it sounds like a lot of work for very little cash."
"Well," said Ellen, and this was where I wished in retrospect I could have
seen her face, because I wasn't expecting what came next.
"Well what?" I pressed.
"Let's just say that I find the job rewarding in other ways," she said
very vaguely. Something in her voice caught my attention, perked up the
hairs on my neck.
"What do you mean?"
"I dunno, it can be... stimulating." countered Ellen.
"Okay, what exactly do you find stimulating about the job?" I asked. There
was a very long silence on the line, unusual for Ellen, and I was about to
say "hello?" to make sure we hadn't been disconnected.
Ellen heaved a great big sigh. "Let's just say I really love my sweet
little baby girls, and I love the boys too, and that they love me right
back." Something about the way she said this almost seemed like I wasn't
supposed to ask any more questions, so I let the subject drop and we
talked about other things. But my interest was definitely up!
A few minutes later Ellen brought it up again. "You know, about tomorrow
night... you could come over and babysit with me," she said tentatively.
"Oh really?"
"Yeah, I sure wouldn't mind some company, and maybe you can even help me
out. Tomorrow night it's a little cutie pie named Sherry."
Hmm, this could be interesting. "How old is Sherry?"
"She is seven, almost eight years old, but she's very mature for her age,"
said Ellen. "Come on, join me, it'll be lots of fun!" she said brightly.
Ellen's words echoed with me forever, as I clearly had no idea how much
fun she meant by that simple statement!
"Sure, I'll come over, give me some directions."
End of Part 1
Part 2 - Babysitting Sherry (MFg, pedo, oral)
The front door was open and I found Ellen and the little girl Sherry
frolicking in the family room, playing tag, wrestling lightly, running
around the furniture, just horseplay in general. Ellen gave me a big hug
and thanked me for showing up to keep her company, then she introduced me.
"Sweetie, this is Uncle Kurt," she said, putting her arm around the little
girl and edging her forwards to me. I knelt down and shook the child's
hands and Ellen continued. "Uncle Kurt, this is my sweet little baby girl
Sherry, and she is almost eight years old."
"Yeah, my birthday is next week!" added the spunky little girl. She had
big teeth in her mouth, some of them still a bit crooked and not yet fully
together, with some big gaps that made her look positively darling when
she flashed her big bright smile.
"Well, happy birthday in advance then!" I said. Ellen knelt down a few
feet away and gestured Sherry over. Smiling right at me Ellen whispered
something into Sherry's ear and Sherry looked right at her babysitter and
said "Really? He likes that?" Ellen nodded. What on earth was she telling
the child about? What was she saying that I liked?
Ellen whispered into Sherry's ear for a few more seconds and Sherry just
stood there, smiling and looking at me, a bit uncertain. "Come on, go
ahead!" said Ellen, playfully patting Sherry's bottom, pushing her towards
me.
I wasn't ready for what happened next: Sherry ran towards me and bear-
hugged me, knocking me backwards onto the carpeted floor. Immediately she
began tickling me, sticking her tiny little fingers into my armpits, into
my ribcage, climbing all over me as she shrieked with delight.
Ellen stood up and watched, and when I made eye contact with her I was
doubled over laughing, trying to hold onto Sherry as best I could without
hurting the little waif, feeling her little fingers and toes and even her
little chin working its way into places I didn't even know were ticklish!
"She's pretty good at tickling, isn't she?" said Ellen approvingly,
folding her arms and watching me rolling around with the little seven-year-old
girl.
I was getting out of breath by now, but I was starting to get into it too,
trying to pin Sherry's arms, trying to tickle her back a little myself,
which only resulted in wild peals and shrieks of laughter from the tiny
little squirming pre-teen girl.
So that was how the evening started, and that pretty much continued.
Sherry would tire of tickling me and then go leap on top "Auntie Ellen,"
as she called Ellen, and start tickling her afresh. Ellen and she had a
certain rhythm to their tickling, a certain familiarity, and I could tell
they had played this game many times before.
Then before I knew it Sherry would be back on top of me, squirming and
squeezing, poking and prodding, then twisting and writhing whenever I got
too much of a grip on her, whenever I started to tickle her back. It was
a delightfully fun frolick, and it was amazing how much energy Sherry had.
Her young little body seemed possessed by a pulsing kind of power, just
absolutely intoxicating to smell her skin, to smell her hair, to feel her
pointy little fingers and toes digging into various parts of me, trying to
tickle me, and succeeding greatly.
After a while of this tickling and horseplay, Ellen looked at her watch
and announced "Bath time!" Sherry didn't like that one bit and at first
pretended not to hear Ellen, continuing instead to wrestle with me. I was
enjoying myself so much I didn't really want the little cherub to go
either! Ellen said it a few more times and Sherry put on a pout and
continued wrestling.
Finally Ellen came over and put her arm on Sherry's shoulder and looked
right into her baby blue eyes. "Come on sweetie, bath time... you know how
much fun bath time is, let's go!"
"Okay," said Sherry in a resigned-sounding voice, but she lost no time in
hopping up out of my lap. I sat there on the couch and watched the two of
them heading upstairs, Sherry holding Ellen's hand, bouncing along up the
stairs. Ellen glanced back at me with a great big smile and a wink.
I lay there on the couch relaxing, calming back down after all the
horseplay, still feeling Sherry's young skin, her tiny little body as she
wrestled me. I looked at my hands and remembered what it had felt like
gripping her wrists, trying to contain her, holding her ankles, tickling
her little narrow ribcage. What a darling little girl!
My thoughts were interrupted by the sound of little feet on the stairs and
I looked up to see Sherry sprinting down. Holy crap, she was almost naked!
She was wearing only a tiny little skimpy pair of white cotton briefs as
she ran over to me and knelt on the couch next to me, putting one hand on
my knee. At the sight of Sherry's pale childish skin all exposed, I became
instantly and immediately aroused, but knowing Ellen was upstairs I didn't
dare try anything.
"Uncle Kurt, can you come take a bath with me?" asked Sherry, looking
right into my eyes.
What did she just say? My mind wouldn't believe it, couldn't believe it,
and besides, I realized suddenly that my hand was resting on the little
girl's hip as she stood there swaying, her hand on my leg.
"Um, I dunno if that's a good idea..." I said, realizing my cock was
rapidly stiffening inside my jeans.
"I want you to!" she said, folding her arms over her babyfat chest,
squeezing herself and making a pout-face. I noticed the tiny little cones
of babyfat where her budding breasts were starting to take shape and shook
my head. No! This girl was seven years old! I couldn't! What would Ellen
think of me!
"Sweetie, I just can't," I explained, taking my hand off her bottom and
holding both my hands up helplessly. "I can't..." I felt so ineffectual
trying to explain this to the little girl.
Sherry sniffed, then huffed, then turned around and bolted back up the
stairs. I lay there watching her jiggly little bubble bottom disappear
into the darkness upstairs, my heart hammering, the pulse throbbing in my
penis. Carefully I readjusted my underwear to make myself comfortable,
amazed at how stiff and hard I had become just from the sight and touch of
that tiny little girl clad only in undies!
A few minutes later I heard more footsteps and saw first Ellen's legs
appear coming down the stairs, and saw her body was twisted backwards. She
was holding Sherry's hand as Sherry descended the stairs slowly behind
her. I saw something white wrapped around Sherry's knees and noticed she
was taking her steps very slow and carefully, one foot at a time.
Suddenly my blood froze: Sherry had her panties down around her knees, and
her crotch was completely bare! Oh my god, my hands started shaking and I
sat forward on the couch, an intense ringing in my ears from the hormonal
rush. All I could say was "Wha, what?"
Still holding her hand, Ellen guided the baby-stepping and hobbled little
girl over to the couch, then picked her up under her arms and stood her on
the couch beside me.
My eyes were irresistably drawn to the girl's tiny little crotch, and from
where I sat her completely-hairless vulva was precisely at my eye level.
I was shaking openly now, and Ellen was just standing by the couch,
watching me and still holding Sherry's one hand.
"Sherry really wants you to take a bath with her," said Ellen, looking
down at me. I realized with a start that I had been staring right at the
tiny little pussy cleft down between Sherry's legs all this time, and I
guiltily pulled my gaze away and stared up at Ellen, feeling very much
like a schoolboy caught looking up a girl's skirt.
"Um, what?" was all that came out of my cotton-dry mouth.
"Sherry wants you to give her a bath tonight," said Ellen more slowly, as
if she was talking to a complete idiot. At about this point I was pretty
much a blithering idiot, as I realized that once again I was staring at
Sherry's bald little peach. I dropped my gaze to her cotton panties,
bunched up around her pudgy little babyfat knees, and I let my breath out
with a slow moan.
"I'm, I'm not sure that's a good idea..." I began half-heartedly.
"But why not?" insisted Ellen. "Sherry needs a bath, she wants you to give
it to her! Come on!"
"Well, I don't know if it's appropriate for a grown man to be naked in
front of a little girl!" I said in a sudden burst of lucidity. I wanted
nothing more than to be naked with Sherry, but I couldn't very well come
out and say that!
"But Sherry's almost naked right now," said Ellen helpfully, gesturing
down at Sherry's tiny bald pussy, right in front of my eyes. I glanced
there and guiltily took my eyes away, feeling the incredible rush of
horniness again.
"But Ellen, I'm an adult!" I insisted, not really sure what that meant.
"Oh don't be silly, she's seen naked adults before, it won't hurt her!"
"But, but..." I stammered.
"WHAT?!" said Ellen. "Come help me give Sherry a bath, come on!"
"But, I'm ..." I couldn't say it in front of Sherry.
"What, you have a boner? No big deal! Sherry's seen boners before, come
on!" My mouth hung open and I looked at Ellen, then looked over at Sherry,
who had stayed quiet all this time.
"I've seen lots of boners!" Sherry added helpfully. "I've even seen cocks
too, big hard cocks!" she added proudly.
My mind was spinning, I didn't know what to do, what to say. The next
thing I knew, Ellen swept Sherry up into her arms and marched upstairs,
and in a daze I followed up behind her, my mind still spinning, my cock
still throbbing. I lost sight of them at the top of the stairs, but then
heard Ellen say "In here!" and went towards an open bathroom door, light
spilling into the hallway.
Inside I drew my breath in. Sherry was standing on the toilet seat where
Ellen had placed her, but I saw now that Sherry's panties were back in
place, covering her up the same way she had been when she came down to ask
me to bathe her the first time. Ellen whispered something into Sherry's
ear and Sherry smiled as Ellen drew back from the little girl.
In a clear little sing-song voice, Sherry spoke directly to me as I stood
in the doorway. "Uncle Kurt, I have a problem, can you help me?"
"Uh, what's, uh, the problem?" I stammered out.
"Uncle Kurt, my panties keep getting stuck around my knees when I try
taking them off," she said plaintively. I found I was staring at her tiny
little crotch again, and I glanced down at her pudgy knees. "Will you
please help me take my panties off Uncle Kurt?" Ellen just stood back and
beamed, and I could tell right away how proud Ellen was of her little baby
girl slut Sherry. Had Ellen planned all this in advance?
As if in a dream I walked to Sherry standing on the toilet and knelt down.
She put her hands on my shoulders to steady herself and said in a very
small voice. "Do you think you can help me take them off? They keep
getting stuck," she said, pouting a bit.
"Uh, oh, okay, I'll try," I said. My hands were shaking like a leaf as I
reached for the elastic on the girls slim little hips. I put my fingers
inside and saw gooseflesh appear around her waist. I tugged the panties a
little bit and they peeled downwards just a few inches, starting to reveal
the little girl's pussy to my lusting eyes. Sherry stood with her pudgy
legs clamped tight together, which made her panty material cling and bunch
up in her crotch as I tugged it down further.
Suddenly little Sherry put her hand under my chin and lifted my gaze up to
meet her eyes. I felt so guilty looking into a little girls eyes after I
had just been lusting after her tiny bald pussy so intensively.
Making direct eye contact with me, Sherry gazed at me with a troubled pout
on her features and said in a tiny voice, "Please don't hurt my pussy..."
"Oh god, no honey, no, I would never hurt your pussy," I said, feeling
weird to use the word 'pussy' around a seven-year-old.
Ellen chimed in from behind me. "Don't worry sweetie, you can say 'cunt'
around Uncle Kurt, he understands."
I blushed again... such language! But seven-year-old Sherry seemed right
at home with it and she repeated her plea. "Please be careful with my cunt
Uncle Kurt, sometimes the panties get caught right on my cunt, right
inside the lips sometimes."
I glanced down and saw that she was right, that a little piece of panty
fabric had ridden up into her vulva cleft. With shaking fingers I pinched
the fabric and drew it slowly out of the tiny tight cleft, making Sherry
squeak out a little "Oh!" at these sensations in her most-private little
areas. "Sorry!" I said. "It's okay, that felt nice," she said with a tiny
smile.
"Move your feet apart sweetie," I said, and started easing the panties
down further, and soon I could see Sherry's darling little baby cunt in
all its glory, the plump upper mons, the smooth transition into her tiny
waistband, streaked with tiny red elastic marks, on up to her plump
bellybutton and tummy. Her lower cleft seemed impossibly deep, two puffy
outer vulva lips pouting together and meeting and disappearing between her
pudgy thighs. The urge to kiss her bald pussy was almost overwhelming!
As I lowerd them, sure enough Sherry's panties snagged a little bit at her
knees and she pointed and said "See? They always snag right there!"
I tugged and adjusted them and finally got them over her knees, and she
said triumphantly, "You did it!" She stepped out of them and held her arms
up for me to pick her up. I grasped the naked little waif in my arms and
she hugged me back as I lifted her from the toilet and plunked her into
the tub, already partly filled with warm water.
Ellen had come up behind me and now as undoing my belt buckle, and when
she dropped my jeans I felt embarrassed to be standing in front of Sherry,
my underwear tented towards her by my throbbing erection. But I didn't
have long to be embarrassed, as Ellen lost no time in whisking my undies
off too, leaving me standing there in just a teeshirt, my purple cock
jutting out towards the pale little girl that stood naked in the shower.
"You have a nice cock!" said Sherry approvingly, staring right at my
penis.
After lifting my shirt off, Ellen reached around from behind me and
gripped the base of my shaft, tuggling and jerking on it briefly, making
me grunt as I watched Sherry in the tub. "Oh christ," I grunted and Sherry
smiled. "Does that feel good?" I nodded. This was incredible!
Ellen patted my bare bottom. "Go ahead, get in," Ellen urged. I stepped
into the tub, Sherry never taking her eyes off my erection. Ellen sat down
on the toilet seat and lifted up her skirt. Spreading her legs a little
bit Ellen pointed down at her crotch. "Look how wet I am Kurt, look how
wet your little babysitter slut Ellen is!" Sure enough, a huge circle of
juices had collected at her crotch, and Ellen slipped a finger inside her
waistband. I watched her fingers settle into place within her slippery
cunt and she began to masturbate herself while watching me and Sherry in
the tub.
"Sherry sweetie, why don't you show Uncle Kurt how to wash your little
baby cunt properly," suggested Ellen.
Sherry plunked herself in the water to get all wet, and I sat down as
well. Handing me a bar of Ivory soap Sherry said "Use this!"
The little girl stood back up and stepped closer to me, one leg inside my
legs as I sat, the other outside, so her legs were slightly parted. I saw
glistening droplets of water hanging from her bald cunny slot as I took
the soap and started circling it in my hands, staring at the child's
exposed genitals and feeling my hormones building to a peak.
Even standing like this, Sherry's outer cunt lips were fat enough that I
could see no trace of her inner labia, no trace of her clitoris. I
wondered if such a young child even had a visible clitoris, and I reached
out with soapy hands and started to wash her pussy. "Ooooh," I let out a
long groan as my fingers traced under Sherry's pussy, the soap lubricating
their passage. I slid my fingers back and forth along Sherry's genitals,
soaping them up, gently caressing the firm flesh. I saw Ellen sitting on
the toilet furiously frigging herself, her eyes slitted as she watched me
washing Sherry's little baby cunt, cleaning it all out nice and fresh. I
reached down and felt my own cock was just pure steel, sticking up
straight and hard from my crotch, my pulse thumping in the warm water.
"That feels very nice Uncle Kurt," said Sherry. "You know how to wash my
cunt just right!"
I kept soaping up Sherry's beautiful little crotch, reaching behind her to
her round little bubble butt, sliding my fingers wetly into her asscrack,
tracing along it, cleaning it out.
"Can I wash your cock next?" said Sherry while I was doing this. I nodded
but then suddenly I had an idea.
"Hey, I've got an idea, maybe we can wash your cunt at the same time as my
cock!" I said. Sherry reached down to try and touch me but it was awkward
and I said "No, no, watch this!"
Moving further back to the shallow end of the tub I got up on my knees and
angled my stiff cock up from my lap, putting my thighs together and
letting my balls hang out below, out of sight. I took the soap and quickly
worked up a lather in my hands, then smeared the suds up and down my
shaft. "Now come and lean back against me," I said.
Sherry turn around and I gripped her narrow little hips and guided her
soapy bottom down until she was half-sitting on my lower tummy. Sherry
supported herself on the edge of the tub for a second while I reached
under and guided my cock into the little hollow down near her pussy, and
then I said "Okay, sit down slowly, and let my cock stick up between your
legs..."
Sherry eased her weight down further and I could not even believe the
sensation of the girl's tiny little soapy crotch settling into place
around my stiff jutting shaft. "Oh fuck!" I hissed, unable to contain
myself, as Sherry slid down. "Oh god, oh fuck, oh god that feels so
fucking good!" I said. Looking down at Sherry's soapy crotch I saw just
the very tip of my cock poking up between her legs, a deep purple color
next to her pale skin, next to the deep cleft of her pussy slit.
Ellen became very interested in what I was doing now and got off the
toilet to come over and watch up close. Kneeling beside us just outside
the tub Ellen she watched me as I started to thrust my cock up and down
inside the little soapy channel between Sherry's legs. "Oh fuck, oh god,"
I groaned, while Sherry just sighed and giggled a little bit as the stiff
shaft slid up and down between her pudgy little girlish thighs. I gripped
her hips, slid my hands up and down her wet sides, squeezing her babyfat
ribcage, amazed at how narrow her little body was.
After a few moments of watching Ellen stood up and said "That's it, I'm
getting in there," and she stripped naked while I kept humping my cock up
and down. When I thrust upwards my soap-slicked glans would appear, and
when I pulled back you could see nothing, just Sherry's soapy little bald
pussy peach. Ellen stepped in, cupping her own hairy pussy and squeezing
her mound as she watched me humping Sherry's crotch.
"Good thing because I'm almost there," I said breathlessly, my hips
starting to take on a rhythm of their own. Pointing down I said to Sherry,
"See? We're washing your cunt and my cock at the same time!" I reached
around in front of Sherry and smeared some of the soap from my hands on
her chest, squeezing her little babyfat boobies. They felt so incredibly
soft under my probing, massaging fingers.
She smiled at that and said "It feels kinda neat!" she added.
"Oh yes it sure does," I grunted back, humping up and down faster while
continuing to soap up her chest, then to rub her sides and her narrow
babyfat hips.
Ellen watched intently as my cock pistoned up and down, and she continued
to frig herself. Leaning forwards Ellen put her hand on top of Sherry's
soapy pussy mound and during each upstroke I felt my cockhead bump into
Ellen's hand.
"Sweetie pie, I think Uncle Kurt's gonna cum real soon," explained Ellen.
Sherry just nodded. "Yeah, I think so too."
Looking up into Sherry's eyes Ellen said "You know that Uncle Kurt is
going to come because he thinks you're such a darling little slut, right?"
Sherry nodded and I let out a groan as I kept massaging my little baby
girl slut, humping her crotch.
I kept humping faster and faster and Ellen moved her fingers so that when
my cockhead popped out from between Sherry's legs, her thumb and
forefinger were right there, stimulating the top and bottom of my swollen
glans, making me grunt from the intense sensations.
Suddenly I started to cum. I gripped Sherry's babyfat hips right at her
panty line and squeezed her tightly onto me while I began short-stroking
my cock between her thighs. Ellen pinched my glans each time it appeared
and huge bolts of molten semen blasted wildly from my cock, spraying every
which way.
One blast shot straight across onto Ellen's chest and she continued
frigging herself and began to climax as well, panting and groaning as she
stared down at Sherry's soapy bald pussy, my cock jutting up below it,
squirting and spurting and spraying my semen everywhere. Ellen panted and
wheezed as she climaxed, one hand squeezing her wet pussy, one hand
massaging her chest, smearing around the slippery sperm that I had
squirted onto her.
Finally my spurts slowed to dribbles and oozed out into the soap and suds
around Sherry's little pussy. I reached down and drew my fresh sperm up
and massaged it into her plump little mound, mixing it with the soap,
circling my fingers around the girl's vulva. "That feels good!" said
Sherry as my orgasm subsided.
Ellen got up on her knees and inched forwards and worked her thighs up and
around either side of Sherry's thighs, and leaning forwards like this
Ellen squeezed her sperm-spattered chest against Sherry's, squeezing the
pudgy little waif between us. I reached around to Sherry's lower back and
squeezed her back, sandwiching little Sherry in between us, and savoring
the feeling of my withering cock slipping around between Sherry's thighs.
We hugged like this for a few minutes, and Sherry managed to angle her
head so she could breath, and I heard her sighing from our hugs. "This
feels so nice," said Sherry. Both Ellen and I agreed. Having a darling
little peach sandwiched between us like this was pure heaven!!
End of Part 2
Part 3 - Taking Sherry To Bed Together
<not written yet!>
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Foreword
The "Babysitter-Slut Ellen" series of stories were written for a lady
named Ellen whom I met online. Ellen wrote email to me saying that she
loved my stories about little girls and kissing their bare little pussy-
peaches.
My lovely little slut Ellen has continued to be extremely supportive of my
writing and thus I decided to start a small collection of stories where
Ellen and I shared our sexual experiences with young ones. Here is what
happened:
Part 1 - Meeting My Babysitter-Slut Ellen (intro, slow, nosex)
While attending college part-time I became acquainted with a lovely lady
named Ellen who was in one of my art classes. We gravitated towards each
other very naturally, seemed to share the same off-kilter sense of humor,
the same tendency to make bawdy and off-color remarks to try and get a
raise out of our fellow classmates.
By the time the semester ended, Ellen and I were fast friends, even
lovers, although we never officially called ourselves "dating." We both
thought of ourselves as "players" and that's how we approached our
relationship: we got together to play, and that suited both of us just
fine. Ellen's sexual appetite was just as strong as mine, and she loved
when I held her close and told her how she was my darling little slut, how
she had the prettiest little cunt in the world, things like that. Ellen
and I turned each other on in a big way, and the sex was absolutely wild.
One thing Ellen did for spare money while in school was to offer her
babysitting services through the college social services office. At this
point she and I had never even broached the topic of child sexuality and
our own pedophilic tendencies. In fact, I forget exactly how our
conversations turned to the forbidden topic of child sexuality, but it
went something like this.
Ellen and I had established a certain rhythm, between work and classes,
such that we tended to get together on Saturday nights, usually going out
for dinner and ending up either at her place or mine for snuggling and sex
play afterwards. It was a Friday night when I called Ellen to check we
were "on" for the next night and she told me that an urgent babysitting
job had come up and she would have to pass. I was bummed, but there'd be
other nights, and we continued talking on the phone.
In hindsight, I wish I could have seen Ellen's face as we opened up this
new chapter in our life together. I asked offhand how it was she came to
get these babysitting jobs, as she had never told me exactly how she
advertised her services.
"I registered with the social services at school and they have a matching
system. Most of my jobs are during the day, mothers who need to attend a
few hours class here and there and need someone to watch their kids."
"That's kinda cool. How old are the kids usually?" I asked.
"Oh, I insist that they're potty-trained, so maybe four is the youngest
I'll take, and just going up from there," Ellen explained.
In my mind I took a little detour to imagine what it would be like to
babysitting a little girl, but keep in mind at this point Ellen knew
nothing of my strong sexual attraction towards children, and I had no
intention of ever telling her, or telling anyone else for that matter.
"So how much do they pay you?" I asked, coming back to reality.
"Mostly it's $5 an hour," she explained.
"That's all!" I said surprised. "Doesn't seem hardly worth it!"
"Well, it's $5 per hour per kid, and sometimes there's two or three kids
I babysit at once, so that starts to make some decent money."
"Oh yeah, I suppose, that makes sense," I said. "Still, for only one kid
it sounds like a lot of work for very little cash."
"Well," said Ellen, and this was where I wished in retrospect I could have
seen her face, because I wasn't expecting what came next.
"Well what?" I pressed.
"Let's just say that I find the job rewarding in other ways," she said
very vaguely. Something in her voice caught my attention, perked up the
hairs on my neck.
"What do you mean?"
"I dunno, it can be... stimulating." countered Ellen.
"Okay, what exactly do you find stimulating about the job?" I asked. There
was a very long silence on the line, unusual for Ellen, and I was about to
say "hello?" to make sure we hadn't been disconnected.
Ellen heaved a great big sigh. "Let's just say I really love my sweet
little baby girls, and I love the boys too, and that they love me right
back." Something about the way she said this almost seemed like I wasn't
supposed to ask any more questions, so I let the subject drop and we
talked about other things. But my interest was definitely up!
A few minutes later Ellen brought it up again. "You know, about tomorrow
night... you could come over and babysit with me," she said tentatively.
"Oh really?"
"Yeah, I sure wouldn't mind some company, and maybe you can even help me
out. Tomorrow night it's a little cutie pie named Sherry."
Hmm, this could be interesting. "How old is Sherry?"
"She is seven, almost eight years old, but she's very mature for her age,"
said Ellen. "Come on, join me, it'll be lots of fun!" she said brightly.
Ellen's words echoed with me forever, as I clearly had no idea how much
fun she meant by that simple statement!
"Sure, I'll come over, give me some directions."
End of Part 1
Part 2 - Babysitting Sherry (MFg, pedo, oral)
The front door was open and I found Ellen and the little girl Sherry
frolicking in the family room, playing tag, wrestling lightly, running
around the furniture, just horseplay in general. Ellen gave me a big hug
and thanked me for showing up to keep her company, then she introduced me.
"Sweetie, this is Uncle Kurt," she said, putting her arm around the little
girl and edging her forwards to me. I knelt down and shook the child's
hands and Ellen continued. "Uncle Kurt, this is my sweet little baby girl
Sherry, and she is almost eight years old."
"Yeah, my birthday is next week!" added the spunky little girl. She had
big teeth in her mouth, some of them still a bit crooked and not yet fully
together, with some big gaps that made her look positively darling when
she flashed her big bright smile.
"Well, happy birthday in advance then!" I said. Ellen knelt down a few
feet away and gestured Sherry over. Smiling right at me Ellen whispered
something into Sherry's ear and Sherry looked right at her babysitter and
said "Really? He likes that?" Ellen nodded. What on earth was she telling
the child about? What was she saying that I liked?
Ellen whispered into Sherry's ear for a few more seconds and Sherry just
stood there, smiling and looking at me, a bit uncertain. "Come on, go
ahead!" said Ellen, playfully patting Sherry's bottom, pushing her towards
me.
I wasn't ready for what happened next: Sherry ran towards me and bear-
hugged me, knocking me backwards onto the carpeted floor. Immediately she
began tickling me, sticking her tiny little fingers into my armpits, into
my ribcage, climbing all over me as she shrieked with delight.
Ellen stood up and watched, and when I made eye contact with her I was
doubled over laughing, trying to hold onto Sherry as best I could without
hurting the little waif, feeling her little fingers and toes and even her
little chin working its way into places I didn't even know were ticklish!
"She's pretty good at tickling, isn't she?" said Ellen approvingly,
folding her arms and watching me rolling around with the little seven-year-old
girl.
I was getting out of breath by now, but I was starting to get into it too,
trying to pin Sherry's arms, trying to tickle her back a little myself,
which only resulted in wild peals and shrieks of laughter from the tiny
little squirming pre-teen girl.
So that was how the evening started, and that pretty much continued.
Sherry would tire of tickling me and then go leap on top "Auntie Ellen,"
as she called Ellen, and start tickling her afresh. Ellen and she had a
certain rhythm to their tickling, a certain familiarity, and I could tell
they had played this game many times before.
Then before I knew it Sherry would be back on top of me, squirming and
squeezing, poking and prodding, then twisting and writhing whenever I got
too much of a grip on her, whenever I started to tickle her back. It was
a delightfully fun frolick, and it was amazing how much energy Sherry had.
Her young little body seemed possessed by a pulsing kind of power, just
absolutely intoxicating to smell her skin, to smell her hair, to feel her
pointy little fingers and toes digging into various parts of me, trying to
tickle me, and succeeding greatly.
After a while of this tickling and horseplay, Ellen looked at her watch
and announced "Bath time!" Sherry didn't like that one bit and at first
pretended not to hear Ellen, continuing instead to wrestle with me. I was
enjoying myself so much I didn't really want the little cherub to go
either! Ellen said it a few more times and Sherry put on a pout and
continued wrestling.
Finally Ellen came over and put her arm on Sherry's shoulder and looked
right into her baby blue eyes. "Come on sweetie, bath time... you know how
much fun bath time is, let's go!"
"Okay," said Sherry in a resigned-sounding voice, but she lost no time in
hopping up out of my lap. I sat there on the couch and watched the two of
them heading upstairs, Sherry holding Ellen's hand, bouncing along up the
stairs. Ellen glanced back at me with a great big smile and a wink.
I lay there on the couch relaxing, calming back down after all the
horseplay, still feeling Sherry's young skin, her tiny little body as she
wrestled me. I looked at my hands and remembered what it had felt like
gripping her wrists, trying to contain her, holding her ankles, tickling
her little narrow ribcage. What a darling little girl!
My thoughts were interrupted by the sound of little feet on the stairs and
I looked up to see Sherry sprinting down. Holy crap, she was almost naked!
She was wearing only a tiny little skimpy pair of white cotton briefs as
she ran over to me and knelt on the couch next to me, putting one hand on
my knee. At the sight of Sherry's pale childish skin all exposed, I became
instantly and immediately aroused, but knowing Ellen was upstairs I didn't
dare try anything.
"Uncle Kurt, can you come take a bath with me?" asked Sherry, looking
right into my eyes.
What did she just say? My mind wouldn't believe it, couldn't believe it,
and besides, I realized suddenly that my hand was resting on the little
girl's hip as she stood there swaying, her hand on my leg.
"Um, I dunno if that's a good idea..." I said, realizing my cock was
rapidly stiffening inside my jeans.
"I want you to!" she said, folding her arms over her babyfat chest,
squeezing herself and making a pout-face. I noticed the tiny little cones
of babyfat where her budding breasts were starting to take shape and shook
my head. No! This girl was seven years old! I couldn't! What would Ellen
think of me!
"Sweetie, I just can't," I explained, taking my hand off her bottom and
holding both my hands up helplessly. "I can't..." I felt so ineffectual
trying to explain this to the little girl.
Sherry sniffed, then huffed, then turned around and bolted back up the
stairs. I lay there watching her jiggly little bubble bottom disappear
into the darkness upstairs, my heart hammering, the pulse throbbing in my
penis. Carefully I readjusted my underwear to make myself comfortable,
amazed at how stiff and hard I had become just from the sight and touch of
that tiny little girl clad only in undies!
A few minutes later I heard more footsteps and saw first Ellen's legs
appear coming down the stairs, and saw her body was twisted backwards. She
was holding Sherry's hand as Sherry descended the stairs slowly behind
her. I saw something white wrapped around Sherry's knees and noticed she
was taking her steps very slow and carefully, one foot at a time.
Suddenly my blood froze: Sherry had her panties down around her knees, and
her crotch was completely bare! Oh my god, my hands started shaking and I
sat forward on the couch, an intense ringing in my ears from the hormonal
rush. All I could say was "Wha, what?"
Still holding her hand, Ellen guided the baby-stepping and hobbled little
girl over to the couch, then picked her up under her arms and stood her on
the couch beside me.
My eyes were irresistably drawn to the girl's tiny little crotch, and from
where I sat her completely-hairless vulva was precisely at my eye level.
I was shaking openly now, and Ellen was just standing by the couch,
watching me and still holding Sherry's one hand.
"Sherry really wants you to take a bath with her," said Ellen, looking
down at me. I realized with a start that I had been staring right at the
tiny little pussy cleft down between Sherry's legs all this time, and I
guiltily pulled my gaze away and stared up at Ellen, feeling very much
like a schoolboy caught looking up a girl's skirt.
"Um, what?" was all that came out of my cotton-dry mouth.
"Sherry wants you to give her a bath tonight," said Ellen more slowly, as
if she was talking to a complete idiot. At about this point I was pretty
much a blithering idiot, as I realized that once again I was staring at
Sherry's bald little peach. I dropped my gaze to her cotton panties,
bunched up around her pudgy little babyfat knees, and I let my breath out
with a slow moan.
"I'm, I'm not sure that's a good idea..." I began half-heartedly.
"But why not?" insisted Ellen. "Sherry needs a bath, she wants you to give
it to her! Come on!"
"Well, I don't know if it's appropriate for a grown man to be naked in
front of a little girl!" I said in a sudden burst of lucidity. I wanted
nothing more than to be naked with Sherry, but I couldn't very well come
out and say that!
"But Sherry's almost naked right now," said Ellen helpfully, gesturing
down at Sherry's tiny bald pussy, right in front of my eyes. I glanced
there and guiltily took my eyes away, feeling the incredible rush of
horniness again.
"But Ellen, I'm an adult!" I insisted, not really sure what that meant.
"Oh don't be silly, she's seen naked adults before, it won't hurt her!"
"But, but..." I stammered.
"WHAT?!" said Ellen. "Come help me give Sherry a bath, come on!"
"But, I'm ..." I couldn't say it in front of Sherry.
"What, you have a boner? No big deal! Sherry's seen boners before, come
on!" My mouth hung open and I looked at Ellen, then looked over at Sherry,
who had stayed quiet all this time.
"I've seen lots of boners!" Sherry added helpfully. "I've even seen cocks
too, big hard cocks!" she added proudly.
My mind was spinning, I didn't know what to do, what to say. The next
thing I knew, Ellen swept Sherry up into her arms and marched upstairs,
and in a daze I followed up behind her, my mind still spinning, my cock
still throbbing. I lost sight of them at the top of the stairs, but then
heard Ellen say "In here!" and went towards an open bathroom door, light
spilling into the hallway.
Inside I drew my breath in. Sherry was standing on the toilet seat where
Ellen had placed her, but I saw now that Sherry's panties were back in
place, covering her up the same way she had been when she came down to ask
me to bathe her the first time. Ellen whispered something into Sherry's
ear and Sherry smiled as Ellen drew back from the little girl.
In a clear little sing-song voice, Sherry spoke directly to me as I stood
in the doorway. "Uncle Kurt, I have a problem, can you help me?"
"Uh, what's, uh, the problem?" I stammered out.
"Uncle Kurt, my panties keep getting stuck around my knees when I try
taking them off," she said plaintively. I found I was staring at her tiny
little crotch again, and I glanced down at her pudgy knees. "Will you
please help me take my panties off Uncle Kurt?" Ellen just stood back and
beamed, and I could tell right away how proud Ellen was of her little baby
girl slut Sherry. Had Ellen planned all this in advance?
As if in a dream I walked to Sherry standing on the toilet and knelt down.
She put her hands on my shoulders to steady herself and said in a very
small voice. "Do you think you can help me take them off? They keep
getting stuck," she said, pouting a bit.
"Uh, oh, okay, I'll try," I said. My hands were shaking like a leaf as I
reached for the elastic on the girls slim little hips. I put my fingers
inside and saw gooseflesh appear around her waist. I tugged the panties a
little bit and they peeled downwards just a few inches, starting to reveal
the little girl's pussy to my lusting eyes. Sherry stood with her pudgy
legs clamped tight together, which made her panty material cling and bunch
up in her crotch as I tugged it down further.
Suddenly little Sherry put her hand under my chin and lifted my gaze up to
meet her eyes. I felt so guilty looking into a little girls eyes after I
had just been lusting after her tiny bald pussy so intensively.
Making direct eye contact with me, Sherry gazed at me with a troubled pout
on her features and said in a tiny voice, "Please don't hurt my pussy..."
"Oh god, no honey, no, I would never hurt your pussy," I said, feeling
weird to use the word 'pussy' around a seven-year-old.
Ellen chimed in from behind me. "Don't worry sweetie, you can say 'cunt'
around Uncle Kurt, he understands."
I blushed again... such language! But seven-year-old Sherry seemed right
at home with it and she repeated her plea. "Please be careful with my cunt
Uncle Kurt, sometimes the panties get caught right on my cunt, right
inside the lips sometimes."
I glanced down and saw that she was right, that a little piece of panty
fabric had ridden up into her vulva cleft. With shaking fingers I pinched
the fabric and drew it slowly out of the tiny tight cleft, making Sherry
squeak out a little "Oh!" at these sensations in her most-private little
areas. "Sorry!" I said. "It's okay, that felt nice," she said with a tiny
smile.
"Move your feet apart sweetie," I said, and started easing the panties
down further, and soon I could see Sherry's darling little baby cunt in
all its glory, the plump upper mons, the smooth transition into her tiny
waistband, streaked with tiny red elastic marks, on up to her plump
bellybutton and tummy. Her lower cleft seemed impossibly deep, two puffy
outer vulva lips pouting together and meeting and disappearing between her
pudgy thighs. The urge to kiss her bald pussy was almost overwhelming!
As I lowerd them, sure enough Sherry's panties snagged a little bit at her
knees and she pointed and said "See? They always snag right there!"
I tugged and adjusted them and finally got them over her knees, and she
said triumphantly, "You did it!" She stepped out of them and held her arms
up for me to pick her up. I grasped the naked little waif in my arms and
she hugged me back as I lifted her from the toilet and plunked her into
the tub, already partly filled with warm water.
Ellen had come up behind me and now as undoing my belt buckle, and when
she dropped my jeans I felt embarrassed to be standing in front of Sherry,
my underwear tented towards her by my throbbing erection. But I didn't
have long to be embarrassed, as Ellen lost no time in whisking my undies
off too, leaving me standing there in just a teeshirt, my purple cock
jutting out towards the pale little girl that stood naked in the shower.
"You have a nice cock!" said Sherry approvingly, staring right at my
penis.
After lifting my shirt off, Ellen reached around from behind me and
gripped the base of my shaft, tuggling and jerking on it briefly, making
me grunt as I watched Sherry in the tub. "Oh christ," I grunted and Sherry
smiled. "Does that feel good?" I nodded. This was incredible!
Ellen patted my bare bottom. "Go ahead, get in," Ellen urged. I stepped
into the tub, Sherry never taking her eyes off my erection. Ellen sat down
on the toilet seat and lifted up her skirt. Spreading her legs a little
bit Ellen pointed down at her crotch. "Look how wet I am Kurt, look how
wet your little babysitter slut Ellen is!" Sure enough, a huge circle of
juices had collected at her crotch, and Ellen slipped a finger inside her
waistband. I watched her fingers settle into place within her slippery
cunt and she began to masturbate herself while watching me and Sherry in
the tub.
"Sherry sweetie, why don't you show Uncle Kurt how to wash your little
baby cunt properly," suggested Ellen.
Sherry plunked herself in the water to get all wet, and I sat down as
well. Handing me a bar of Ivory soap Sherry said "Use this!"
The little girl stood back up and stepped closer to me, one leg inside my
legs as I sat, the other outside, so her legs were slightly parted. I saw
glistening droplets of water hanging from her bald cunny slot as I took
the soap and started circling it in my hands, staring at the child's
exposed genitals and feeling my hormones building to a peak.
Even standing like this, Sherry's outer cunt lips were fat enough that I
could see no trace of her inner labia, no trace of her clitoris. I
wondered if such a young child even had a visible clitoris, and I reached
out with soapy hands and started to wash her pussy. "Ooooh," I let out a
long groan as my fingers traced under Sherry's pussy, the soap lubricating
their passage. I slid my fingers back and forth along Sherry's genitals,
soaping them up, gently caressing the firm flesh. I saw Ellen sitting on
the toilet furiously frigging herself, her eyes slitted as she watched me
washing Sherry's little baby cunt, cleaning it all out nice and fresh. I
reached down and felt my own cock was just pure steel, sticking up
straight and hard from my crotch, my pulse thumping in the warm water.
"That feels very nice Uncle Kurt," said Sherry. "You know how to wash my
cunt just right!"
I kept soaping up Sherry's beautiful little crotch, reaching behind her to
her round little bubble butt, sliding my fingers wetly into her asscrack,
tracing along it, cleaning it out.
"Can I wash your cock next?" said Sherry while I was doing this. I nodded
but then suddenly I had an idea.
"Hey, I've got an idea, maybe we can wash your cunt at the same time as my
cock!" I said. Sherry reached down to try and touch me but it was awkward
and I said "No, no, watch this!"
Moving further back to the shallow end of the tub I got up on my knees and
angled my stiff cock up from my lap, putting my thighs together and
letting my balls hang out below, out of sight. I took the soap and quickly
worked up a lather in my hands, then smeared the suds up and down my
shaft. "Now come and lean back against me," I said.
Sherry turn around and I gripped her narrow little hips and guided her
soapy bottom down until she was half-sitting on my lower tummy. Sherry
supported herself on the edge of the tub for a second while I reached
under and guided my cock into the little hollow down near her pussy, and
then I said "Okay, sit down slowly, and let my cock stick up between your
legs..."
Sherry eased her weight down further and I could not even believe the
sensation of the girl's tiny little soapy crotch settling into place
around my stiff jutting shaft. "Oh fuck!" I hissed, unable to contain
myself, as Sherry slid down. "Oh god, oh fuck, oh god that feels so
fucking good!" I said. Looking down at Sherry's soapy crotch I saw just
the very tip of my cock poking up between her legs, a deep purple color
next to her pale skin, next to the deep cleft of her pussy slit.
Ellen became very interested in what I was doing now and got off the
toilet to come over and watch up close. Kneeling beside us just outside
the tub Ellen she watched me as I started to thrust my cock up and down
inside the little soapy channel between Sherry's legs. "Oh fuck, oh god,"
I groaned, while Sherry just sighed and giggled a little bit as the stiff
shaft slid up and down between her pudgy little girlish thighs. I gripped
her hips, slid my hands up and down her wet sides, squeezing her babyfat
ribcage, amazed at how narrow her little body was.
After a few moments of watching Ellen stood up and said "That's it, I'm
getting in there," and she stripped naked while I kept humping my cock up
and down. When I thrust upwards my soap-slicked glans would appear, and
when I pulled back you could see nothing, just Sherry's soapy little bald
pussy peach. Ellen stepped in, cupping her own hairy pussy and squeezing
her mound as she watched me humping Sherry's crotch.
"Good thing because I'm almost there," I said breathlessly, my hips
starting to take on a rhythm of their own. Pointing down I said to Sherry,
"See? We're washing your cunt and my cock at the same time!" I reached
around in front of Sherry and smeared some of the soap from my hands on
her chest, squeezing her little babyfat boobies. They felt so incredibly
soft under my probing, massaging fingers.
She smiled at that and said "It feels kinda neat!" she added.
"Oh yes it sure does," I grunted back, humping up and down faster while
continuing to soap up her chest, then to rub her sides and her narrow
babyfat hips.
Ellen watched intently as my cock pistoned up and down, and she continued
to frig herself. Leaning forwards Ellen put her hand on top of Sherry's
soapy pussy mound and during each upstroke I felt my cockhead bump into
Ellen's hand.
"Sweetie pie, I think Uncle Kurt's gonna cum real soon," explained Ellen.
Sherry just nodded. "Yeah, I think so too."
Looking up into Sherry's eyes Ellen said "You know that Uncle Kurt is
going to come because he thinks you're such a darling little slut, right?"
Sherry nodded and I let out a groan as I kept massaging my little baby
girl slut, humping her crotch.
I kept humping faster and faster and Ellen moved her fingers so that when
my cockhead popped out from between Sherry's legs, her thumb and
forefinger were right there, stimulating the top and bottom of my swollen
glans, making me grunt from the intense sensations.
Suddenly I started to cum. I gripped Sherry's babyfat hips right at her
panty line and squeezed her tightly onto me while I began short-stroking
my cock between her thighs. Ellen pinched my glans each time it appeared
and huge bolts of molten semen blasted wildly from my cock, spraying every
which way.
One blast shot straight across onto Ellen's chest and she continued
frigging herself and began to climax as well, panting and groaning as she
stared down at Sherry's soapy bald pussy, my cock jutting up below it,
squirting and spurting and spraying my semen everywhere. Ellen panted and
wheezed as she climaxed, one hand squeezing her wet pussy, one hand
massaging her chest, smearing around the slippery sperm that I had
squirted onto her.
Finally my spurts slowed to dribbles and oozed out into the soap and suds
around Sherry's little pussy. I reached down and drew my fresh sperm up
and massaged it into her plump little mound, mixing it with the soap,
circling my fingers around the girl's vulva. "That feels good!" said
Sherry as my orgasm subsided.
Ellen got up on her knees and inched forwards and worked her thighs up and
around either side of Sherry's thighs, and leaning forwards like this
Ellen squeezed her sperm-spattered chest against Sherry's, squeezing the
pudgy little waif between us. I reached around to Sherry's lower back and
squeezed her back, sandwiching little Sherry in between us, and savoring
the feeling of my withering cock slipping around between Sherry's thighs.
We hugged like this for a few minutes, and Sherry managed to angle her
head so she could breath, and I heard her sighing from our hugs. "This
feels so nice," said Sherry. Both Ellen and I agreed. Having a darling
little peach sandwiched between us like this was pure heaven!!
End of Part 2
Part 3 - Taking Sherry To Bed Together
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