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 My daughter, the babysitter - part 1
   (Joanne, my 15 year old daughter babysits for a horny old man)
   I'm happily married with a lovely sexy wife and two wonderful children.
The younger daughter, Jolene, is just 12 and is being quite a handful for
my wife as she begins puberty, what with periods, boys and things.  Joanne,
the 15 year old, is quite a tomboy and is closer to me in her thoughts and
attitudes.  As far as we knew, Joanne had no definite interest in either
boys or girls, but she was so attractive, it had become a bit of a worry
for us.
   We talked to her about things all the time and she didn't show any signs
of stress.  We took it to be late development and let her find her own way.
   Early one morning, as I passed Joanne's bedroom on my return from the
bathroom, I noticed that her door was slightly open.  I heard a soft moan
from inside and stopped to listen.  I could see naked skin on the bed and
another moan came to my ears.  I became aroused very quickly, but I walked
on to our bedroom, not wishing to embarrass Joanne or myself by bursting in
on her.
   I quickly told my wife, who looked excited, but she waited a few moments
before going to check on Joanne.  When she returned some half an hour
later, she was grinning naughtily.  She quickly explained that Joanne had
been talking with her friends, finally, about sex and things.  She'd been
experimenting for the first time that morning and had discovered how she
could make herself orgasm.  My wife's eyes sparkled with excitement as she
told me and I knew the chat with Joanne had made her very hot.  I was just
about to fall on her and make love when our younger daughter came into the
our bedroom without knocking.
   My wife looked quite guilty as I'm sure she was in the mood for some hot
sex.  Somehow, we managed to control our urges and become normal.  Joanne
was subdued but smiling during breakfast.  I had to go to work and left the
three of them together.
   That afternoon, after I'd got home early from work, Joanne asked is she
could babysit for the Jacobsens that evening.  We knew the Jacobsens, as he
was a professor at the local college and his wife worked at the library. 
Joanne had babysat for them several times before.  They had two young kids,
aged 7 and 4.
   We were happy for Joanne to do that as she'd earn a little more money to
pay for all the trendy clothes she liked to wear.  She asked my wife to
take her over the the Jacobsen's house - it was not too far away.  Still
dressed in her schoolgirl skirt and white blouse, Joanne waved happily to
me as she left.
   My wife and I spent a lovely evening with Jolene> Our younger daughter
was tired and went to bed at 9 pm.  About 9.30, Joanne called to ask us to
pick her up.  I agreed to go and was soon in our big SUV driving to their
house.
   I parked in the driveway and gently tooted the horn.  Joanne came
running out, looking very flustered and excited.
   "Daddy!  Daddy!" she began.  "I've got to tell you something.  Let's
stop somewhere!"
   "OK!  OK!  Calm down!" I urged as she sat beside me.
   I put my hand on her leg, feeling her excitement.  What surprised me
most was the electric feeling that the touch of her soft skin had on me! 
My cock erected instantly!  Damn it!  She's my daughter, I thought.  But
Joanne turned in her seat to grin at me.  I somehow stopped myself looking
down.
   I headed to the nearest big car park, at the local mall and pulled into
a parking space far away from the lights.
   "Daddy!  This is something else!" giggled Joanne, taking my hand again
and putting it back on her bare leg.
   "I put the kids to bed early and they were really no trouble.  I went to
the lounge and grabbed the TV remote.  I clicked 'on' and lie back on the
couch to watch a show."
   "OK!  OK!  that sounds pretty normal for you.  Wednesday's your favorite
TV night," I said quietly.
   "Yes," she said excitedly, turning again towards me.
   This time I couldn't stop my eyes dropping to look at her legs.  The way
she was sitting, I could see right up her little school skirt to her
panties.  I almost came in my pants.  There was a definite wet patch just
where there shouldn't be in a young girl.  I tore my eyes away, but Joanne
had seen me looking and her grin was even broader.
   "But on the TV screen," she continued, "was a still picture, like from a
video or something."
   "So old Mr.  Jacobsen had been watching a video before he went out.  So
what?" I asked, not sure where this was heading,
   "It was a picture of a girl...a naked girl...a bit like me!" Joanne said
slowly.
   "A naked girl?  What?" I gasped, astonished.
   "Yes!  And when I pressed 'play' the video started!  It was very
special," giggled Joanne.
   "What do you mean?" I asked, now highly aroused.
   "The girl went down on her knees...in front of a guy..." Joanne
continued, her eyes never once leaving my face.
   "He got his thing out..." she continued.
   "Thing?" I asked.
   "You know...our teacher says to call it a penis, but I like to call it a
cock!" my 15 year old daughter said, flatly.
   Amazed at this revelation about old man Jacobsen (he wasn't that old,
but he looked it!), I was staring at my young daughter.
   "Anyway, the girl did things to the guy and it got me very hot,"
continued Joanne quickly.  "Like this morning, when you nearly caught me, I
did it again."
   "What did you do?" I asked, finding that my hand was gently stroking her
leg.
   "I played with my pussy!" admitted Joanne.  "There, I've told you now!"
   She looked happy and almost triumphant that she'd been able to admit it
directly to my face.  I squeezed her leg softly.
   "Mmmmmmmmmmmmm," she murmured.  "Should you be doing that, Daddy?"
   "Definitely not!" I cried, removing my hand immediately.
   "So now you play with your pussy," I said.  "Nothing special about that.
Your Mum does it all the time!"
   "Mum?" asked Joanne, looking astonished.
   "Yes.  Why not?" I replied.  "She's a normal woman, just like you.  But
go on with your story.  There's obviously more."
   "Oh, yes.  There is!" Joanne cried, looking deeply into my eyes with
love, or was it lust?
   "I'm going to tell you in detail coz I can see you like it!"
   Joanne's eyes went down to the huge bulge in my trousers.  I could hide
the fact that what she'd told me was arousing and the touch of her bare leg
had made me even hotter.
   I stammered something about being sorry for getting excited.  She said
not to worry.
   "Well...I was lying back on the couch, watching this video," she began.
   "Mmmmmmmmmmm," I murmured, imagining what she must have looked like.
   I was suddenly having very erotic thoughts about my lovely daughter.  My
cock was throbbing inside my tight trousers.
   "I had my hand under my skirt and inside my panties.  You know, playing
with my pussy," she giggled.  "The girl on the screen was sucking this
guy's...you know...cock!  It got me very hot!"
   "I'm sure it did!" I managed to say.
   "Just as I was about to...you know...orgasm..." she giggled, "Mr. 
Jacobsen came into the room.  I tried to look innocent and quickly pushed
my skirt down, but from the look on his face I knew he'd seen me."
   "So what did he do?" I asked her.
   My hand was now slowly sliding up the inside of my daughter's soft
thigh. Was it because she was helping me, or was it happening on it's own
accord?
   "He grinned at me and then looked at the screen," Joanne said.  "'Oh,
No!' he cried.  I'd meant to turn that off!' His wife caem into the room
and looked in horror at the screen.  I'd forgotten to press 'stop' and the
video had continued.  The girl had just let the guy's big cock out of her
mouth and he'd spurted stuff all over her face and tits!"
   "How did Mrs.  Jacobsen react?" I asked.
   "She came over and grabbed the remote control, switched it off and then
sat down beside me," Joanne explained.  "She took my hand in hers and
looked earnestly into my eyes.  "You won't tell anyone, Joanne, will you?'
I said 'No, of course not!' But now I've told you, Daddy!"
   She took my hand on her leg and pushed it up under her skirt until I
could feel her wet panties against my fingers.
   "Daddy!  You shouldn't be doing this!  But there's more!" she cried,
looking at me with wide eyes.
   "Go on!" I urged her, gently playing with her pussy on top of her
panties.
   (continued in part 2)
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My daughter, the babysitter - part 1