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	The Best Babysitter By Headwired =================
   'Bye!' Rachel Montgomery called, waving as the Carlson's drove away in
their Buick.  The sixteen year old girl closed the door and paused to
examine herself in the front hall mirror.
   Rachel's shoulder length, dark blonde hair was pulled back into a sloppy
ponytail, and stray strands had escaped and were falling into her pretty
face.  Her green eyes wrinkled as she frowned, pulling the material of her
light red T-shirt against her body.  Her hard nipples made little tents in
the material.  It was a little chilly in the Carlson house.
   Rachel didn't like her breasts.  They were pretty big, C cups, and got
her too much attention from the wrong kind of boys.  She examined the rest
of her body, and generally liked what she saw.  Rachel had nice curves and
toned, athletic shoulders and legs.
   'Not too bad,' she thought.  Glancing over her shoulder, she made sure
the blinds of the living room windows were closed.  Assured that they were,
she lifted the bottom of her shirt, making her firm breasts pop into view.
Even though she thought they were too big, Rachel did like how they didn't
sag, allowing her to go without a bra if she wanted to, like tonight. 
After all, she was only babysitting a seven year old kid.
   Nodding slightly, Rachel admired her light tan.  There were no tan lines
around her breasts or over her shoulders.  Leaving the shirt to rest over
on top of her breasts, Rachel quickly unbuttoned her jeans and pulled them
down along with her panties.  There were no tan lines over her hips,
either. Her tender pussy, the bush carefully trimmed into a rectangle, came
into view.  Rachel smiled and pulled her pants back up.  Another couple of
weeks and her tan would be perfect, not too light, not too dark.
   'Rachey?' a soft voice called from deep inside the house.  Rachel
quickly pulled her shirt down and wandered down the hall, looking for her
babysitting charge.  She found him in the family room.
   'Hey, squirt.' Rachel smiled and tousled his short hair.
   'Are you going to watch Dragonball with me?' River Carlson asked,
grinning and moving his head away from Rachel's hand.
   'Sure thing, kid,' Rachel said, picking him up and setting him down on
the couch.  Settling down next to him, Rachel wrapped an arm around his
shoulder and watched Goku and Gohan save the earth from evil monsters bent
on destroying it.
   The show ended a half hour later and Rachel looked at the clock.  Seven
thirty.
   'Come on, River.  Time for your bath.'
   River, a normally cheerful and happy boy, didn't mind baths.  But this
time he shook his head violently and refused to move.
   River's parents thought he was old enough to bath himself, but made sure
that the bathroom door remained open so they could make sure he wasn't
drowning.  It made River feel like an adult, which was one of the reasons
why he loved to bathe.
   So Rachel was a little surprised at his reluctance to move.
   'What's wrong?' she asked, stroking his leg and seeing the fear in his
eyes.
   River, who liked Rachel a lot, told her.
   It seems that the day before, another babysitter (Rachel had a soccer
game) had let little River watch 'Jaws'.  Needless to say, River was now
terrified of any body of water, even one as small as a bathtub.  Rive
admitted this to Rachel and then burst into tears, pressing his face
against her chest.
   Rachel felt his little face on her tits, and his warm breath on her
nipples made her spine shiver.  She spoke in a comforting voice to him, not
believing what she was about to say.
   'River,' she said slowly, 'Would you feel better if I took a bath with
you?'
   'Yeah,' River sniffed, wiping his eyes with a tiny fist.  He looked up
at Rachel with his warm brown eyes and smiled.  'Yeah, that would make me
feel better.'
   Rachel, her heart racing and her pussy starting to get wet, picked him
up, cupping his little butt as she walked him to his room.  Thoughts burst
through her mind like bombs.
   'What are you doing?' she asked herself.  'This is a little boy.'
Another part of her mind answered.  'Yeah, but don't you want to see a real
live cock, even if it's just a little kids?'
   Rachel shook these thoughts from her mind as she followed River, who was
picking up his bath toys - some ships - around his room.  They headed for
the bathroom next, and Rachel discovered that the tub would be too small
for them.  Frowning, she grabbed River's hand and headed for the master
bedroom, and found out that she had guessed correctly, and that the only
tub that would fit both of them was River's parents.  Rachel turned on the
taps and the sound of rushing water filled the room.
   'Now,' she said, pulling River's shirt over his head and tickling his
young chest.  'You can't tell your parents - ANYONE - about anything that
happens here.  You don't want them to think you're not a big boy, do you?'
   River shook his head furiously and let Rachel slide his shorts down his
legs.  Holding Rachel's hand, he stepped into the warm water in the tub,
which was rising rapidly.
   Rachel licked her dry lips and watched as River settled down in the
bathtub.  His little cock was hairless, of course, and smaller than she had
expected.  Still, she was fascinated by the little circumcised penis. 
Watching his dick slip below the water, Rachel realized that after this,
there was no turning back.
   Pausing for a second, Rachel realized that this is what she wanted to
do, and pulled her shirt over her head, revealing her firm, young breasts
to River, who barely noticed.  Wiggling out of her jeans, Rachel felt the
warm air settle against her pussy.  Turning off the water, Rachel stepped
into the hot water and sat down, facing River, who was watching her
curiously.
   'Where's your wee-wee?' he asked, pointing first at his cock and then at
Rachel's cunt.
   Rachel leaned forward slightly and explained.  'Girls don't have
wee-wees.  We have pussies,' she concluded, rubbing her's lightly
underwater.
   River nodded, understanding.  Soon he was lost in playing with his toys,
splashing happily.  Rachel watched as he played, trying to figure out how
to get to his cock.
   'Do you want me to wash you?' she asked softly, splashing water at
River.
   River, squinting as water hit his face, giggled and nodded.
   'Stand up,' Rachel ordered, and he did.  He rose from the water, his
crotch slightly below eye level for Rachel.  She reached for a bar of soap
and dipped it into the water.  Lathering up her hands, Rachel began to soap
up his young body.
   Rubbing his back and chest, Rachel finally worked up enough nerve to run
her hands down River's tender ass.  River jerked a little, but otherwise
didn't react.  Rachel caressed the soft flesh for a few seconds and then
ran her finger up his ass crack.  River jumped.
   'Don't worry,' she whispered soothingly.  Finally, swallowing in
anticipation, Rachel focused her attention on River's young cock.  Cupping
his balls in her right hand, she began to stroke his tiny dick with her
slippery hand.
   Delighted, Rachel watched and felt River's little cock thicken and
harden until it was a stiff two inches.  It was just big enough so that she
could wrap her slender hand around the shaft, leaving the purple cockhead
poking up in the air.
   River gasped as Rachel began to slowly slide her hand up and down his
little cock.  Then he groaned and closed his eyes.
   Rachel smiled as River slowly, unconsciously, began to move his hips
back and forth, fucking her slick hand.  She gripped him tighter and began
to jerk River off more quickly.
   'I-I feel funny,' River stammered, his breathing starting to quicken.
   'That's okay,' Rachel soothed.  'That's what it feels like when I clean
your wee-wee.' Saying this, she rubbed his stiff dick faster.  'It feels
good, right?'
   River nodded, gasping.  He was panting now.  'My wee-wee feels like it's
going to burst!' he cried out.
   'Don't be scared,' Rachel said, gently squeezing his balls and
masturbating him harder.  'It's going to feel really good soon.'
   River was about to speak, but moaned instead when Rachel stopped moving
her hand and instead, rubbed her palm back and forth over the tip of his
cock.  Her other hand massaged his tiny testicles.
   'Uh....huh...ahhhhh!' River cried out, breathing heavily.  Rachel felt
his dick spasm in her soapy hand, and River shuddered, nearly toppling
over. To her disappointment, River came without shooting out any cum.  He's
only seven, Rachel reminded herself.
   River slumped back into the water, Rachel's gentle hands still on him,
breathing loudly, trying to catch his breath.  Rinsing off her hands and
River's cock and balls, Rachel tickled his hip with her big toe.
   'Did that feel good?' she asked coyly, running her foot over River's
still hard penis.
   River, who finally caught his breath, nodded.  'It felt funny at first,
but then felt really good.'
   Rachel smiled.  'Good.'
   River looked at Rachel innocently and asked, 'Don't you have to get
clean?  Are you dirty?'
   Considering that she had just jacked off a seven year old boy while she
had never even seen the cock of any of her boyfriends, Rachel did feel a
little dirty.  But she liked the feeling.
   'Yes,' Rachel answered, clambering out of the tub and sitting on the
edge, her back to the cool tile wall.  She leaned back and shivered
slightly.  Spreading her legs, she watched as River looked at her,
fascinated.  'You have to clean me now, but I'm only dirty here-' she
pointed to her firm, wet tits, 'and here.' Her hand moved to her cunt. 
'I'm allergic to soap too, so you have to use your tongue,' Rachel
finished, her heart racing.  Would River do it?
   'Okay,' River answered her happily, standing up so he could reach her
breasts.  'What are these?' he asked curiously, his small hands pawing at
her tits and stiff nipples.  'Mommy had them too, but yours are bigger.'
   With a sharp intake of breath, she answered him.  'These are called
tits,' Rachel said, grasping his hands in her own and slowing them down,
letting them linger on her breasts.  'Only women have them.'
   'Oh.' Remembering that he was supposed to be cleaning her, River bent
his head and, experimentally, licked at her nipple with his pink tongue.
   Rachel pressed her back against the wall as a shiver shot up her spine.
She gasped loudly as River continued to lick her nipple, his hands
squeezing her breasts like they were a Nerf ball.
   'Suck my tits,' Rachel moaned.  'Mmm...pretend that it's a Popsicle.'
   River listened and fastened his warm mouth around her fat, hard nipple.
Rachel sighed in pleasure as he began to suckle.  His little mouth eagerly
sucked on her tit like he was nursing, his hands still roaming over her
fleshy mounds, rubbing and caressing.
   After a few minutes of this, Rachel reluctantly detached his head. 
'Clean my pussy, too,' she reminded him.
   River nodded and settled down on his knees, making the water ripple. 
Gazing curiously at Rachel's pussy, he brushed her soft folds with his
hand. 'You're skin here is all wrinkly,' he said, gently rubbing her slit
with his thumb.
   Rachel moaned loudly, savoring the feel of River's small hand on her
cunt.  'Mmm...it feels god when you touch it like that,' she gasped.
   River continued to examine her pussy.  He saw that it was wet - and not
from the water in the bath.  Curious, he asked why she was wet - did she
pee herself?
   'No, silly, of course not,' Rachel giggled.  'A girl's pussy gets wet
when she gets excited.  Do you want to taste it?' she asked hopefully.
   'Okay,' River shrugged.  A little hesitant, but wanting to taste Rachel,
he carefully stuck out his wet tongue and ran it up Rachel's slit.
   Rachel sighed.  'Oh yes...lick my pussy, River.' River paused for a
second, licking his lips.
   'Your pussy taste good...a little funny, but good,' he commented before
he lowered his head and ran his tongue along her wet cunt again.  As he
did, he discovered that the wrinkly folds of Rachel's cunt spread open,
revealing a glistening pink opening.
   'What's this?' he asked, sliding his finger over the entrance to
Rachel's vagina.
   Rachel jerked at his soft touch.  'That's just another part of my
pussy,' she explained, softly rubbing her breast.  'You can put your finger
of tongue in there.'
   River nodded again and slowly, almost fearfully, started to slide his
finger into Rachel's cunt.  She groaned loudly and River instantly snapped
his hand back.
   'Did I hurt you?' he cried, scared.
   'No,' Rachel gasped, smiling at how his cute face was creased with
worry. 'I make sounds like that when something feels good.  Your finger in
my pussy feels really good, River.'
   'Oh.  I didn't want to hurt you,' River said softly before he started to
slide his finger back in.  This time he ignored Rachel when she groaned in
pleasure.  Experimenting, he began to slip his finger in and out of
Rachel's dripping pussy.
   Rachel moaned, squeezing her breasts together.  'Ummm...that feels
REALLY good, River.  Put more fingers in...mmm...'
   Being a good boy, River complied and slipped in another finger.
   'Another!' Rachel cried, caressing her firm tits.
   River slid in a another small finger and began to move them back and
forth.  Rachel sighed contently and leaned her head back, closing her eyes.
She began to move her hips back and forth, matching River's rhythm.
   Remembering what Rachel said about using his mouth, River began to lick
the outer lips of Rachel's pussy, making her cry out loudly.  Pleased that
me was making Rachel feel good, he licked her faster, liking it whenever he
tasted her funny juice on his tongue.
   As he licked, he occasionally glanced up to watch Rachel rub and squeeze
her tits.  One time he did this and saw something funny.
   'What's this?' he asked, taking his mouth off her cunt and softly
touching Rachel's clit, which was poking out from it's hood, hard and
erect.
   Rachel shivered and gasped, 'That's my clittie...it makes me feel really
good when you touch it.' River, trying to please Rachel, began to stiffly
rub his finger along it, moving in circles.  Rachel moans filled the
bathroom as he continued to finger fuck her and rub the most sensitive part
of her body.
   'Yes...oh god, yes!  Ummm...use your mouth on my clittie,' Rachel
groaned, not waiting for an answer before she pushed River's head toward
her crotch.
   A little surprised by Rachel's move, Rive quickly recovered and covered
Rachel's hard clit with his mouth.
   A bolt of lightning ran through her body as River breathed his hot
breath on her clitoris.  Rachel shrieked in ecstasy when River began to
suck.  His fingers continued to move, a blur, sliding in and out of her
sopping wet cunt.
   Deciding to be a little more adventurous, River began to explore the
strange little bump that Rachel called her clittie with his tongue.  He
probed the top of her hard clit with the tip of his tongue, making Rachel
cry out like a banshee and pull his head closer to her cunt.
   'Oh god!  Oh god, keep on doing that!  Oh yes...ummm, yes...' Rachel
couldn't believe how good River's mouth and tongue and fingers felt all
over her pussy.  She grimaced in pleasure, running her hands over her
breasts, teasing her hard nipples.  'Yes...yes!  Lick my cunt!' she cried,
squeezing her thighs over River's head.
   Happy that he was making Rachel feel so good even though he didn't
understand everything that she was saying, River redoubled his efforts,
sucking and licking her clit harder, his fingers stroking deeper and faster
into her steaming twat.
   'Ummm...yes!  Yes!' Rachel screamed, feeling her orgasm build deep
inside her body before it exploded, flooding her with pleasure.
   River, surprised by a flood of liquid from Rachel's pussy and her
scream, jerked his head back.  'Did I hurt you?' he asked timidly.
   Rachel giggled and slid back into the tub, her fading orgasm ebbing
throughout her body.  'No, sweetie.  That's what a girl does when you make
her feel good.  And you made me feel REALLY good.' She lightly ran the back
of her hand down his soft cheek.  River's lips and chin glistened with her
juices.
   'Aww...my pussy got your mouth dirty.  I better clean you up.' Rachel
brought River's mouth to her and sucked gently on his lips, tasting herself
on him.  She forced her tongue into his mouth, still tasting herself on his
tongue.  Groaning slightly, she ran her tongue over his teeth and along the
inside of River's mouth.
   'Mmmm...' she sighed happily as River, mimicking her movements, began to
kiss her back, his tiny tongue battling with hers.  Rachel kissed him
harder.  River's lips were softer than any she had ever kissed.  Finally,
she broke the kiss and licked her juices off his chin.
   Smiling, she kissed him lightly on the nose.  'That wasn't a bad bath,
was it?  Nothing to be scared of?'
   River shook his head and broke into a huge grin.  'That was fun!' he
exclaimed.  Standing to get out of the tub, he rose from the water.  Rachel
stopped him.
   'Hold on,' she said, shaking her head.  She grasped him under the arms,
and with a grunt, sat him down on the edge of the tub, the same place that
she had sat.  Gently, she pushed him against the wall.  'I think your
wee-wee is still dirty.  I better clean it with my mouth.'
   A small grin on her face, Rachel kneeled between River's thighs and took
his sac into her mouth, rolling his testicles in her mouth.  River gasped
and closed his eyes.
   Rachel smiled broadly when she felt his dick stiffen against her cheek.
Looking up at River, she ran her tongue up and down his stiff, little
member, paying special attention to the head of his tiny cock.
   'Does this feel good?' she asked before taking the tip of his penis into
her mouth.
   Breathlessly, River nodded.
   Rachel smiled (hard to do when her mouth was full of River's cock) and
slowly ran her mouth down his shaft until all two inches of him were buried
in her hot mouth.
   Resisting the urge not to gag, Rachel slowly got used to the feeling of
River's dick pressing against the back of her throat.  In fact, she rather
enjoyed it.  Sucking him slowly at first, and then with increasing
pressure, she rubbed her tongue in circles on his shaft and bobbed her head
up and down his cock.
   River moaned loudly.  Rachel's mouth was seemed hotter and wetter than
the bath water.
   'I feel funny again,' River managed to spit out, gasping as Rachel
sucked him harder and began to massage his sac.
   Ignoring him, Rachel slid her mouth up and down his cock faster,
slurping hungrily on his boy cock.  She gently raked her teeth along his
soft skin as she teased that little area joining the shaft and the cock
head with her tongue.
   River struggled to draw in a breath.  'I feel funny!' he warned,
gasping, barely able to breath as Rachel continued to pleasure him with her
mouth.  Slowly, her began to thrust his hips forward, fucking Rachel's
mouth.
   'Mmmm...' Rachel mumbled, running her tongue over the head of River's
cock.  Her hand glided down to her pussy, and she began to rub her hard
clit under the water.  Even as River's breathing became more ragged, the
feel of his cock in her mouth was enough to bring Rachel to the edge of
orgasm.
   'Arghhh!' River screamed as those feelings of pleasure washed through
his body again, his little dick spasming in Rachel's mouth.
   Rachel moaned as the feeling of River's dick jerking about in her mouth
made her cum, her cunt clutching at nothing as she lazily stroked her
clittie.  Although she had enjoyed the events of the night immensely,
Rachel was a little disappointed that River couldn't ejaculate yet.  She
wanted to taste his warm cum.
   Less than twenty minutes later, River was dry and clothed, and Rachel
was tucking him into bed.  Yawning hugely, River slowly closed his eyes.
   'Rachel?' he said sleepily.
   'Yes?' Rachel answered, running her fingers through his hair, smiling as
she watched him fall asleep.
   'You're the best babysitter ever.'
   Rachel smiled and kissed him lightly on the lips.  
    

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