Subject: Naught Babysitter Part 1 - Dreaming of Sex With the Kids
Story Codes: (mF, fF, mf, incest, mast)
By: Kelly <pghkelly@yahoo.com>
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!!!WARNING!!!!
This file is a work of fiction containing sexually explicit material which may
include depictions of underage, nonconsensual and unprotected sex as well as
incest and adultery. It is not intended to implicate any person or action by
them or me, nor advocate such practices. If you can't separate fantasy from
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I use to baby-sit a lot but now that I am nineteen and a college sophomore with
tons of schoolwork, I don't do it nearly as much as I use to. Although many of
the kids I sat for were at an age when sex was beginning to creep into their
minds, I never even considered doing anything with the kids I was entrusted with
– that is until recently. One of the main reasons I have this profile is to chat
with different people to learn about their fantasies and sexual lifestyles.
Lately I have been chatting with a number of guys who are interested in having
sex with their sons and daughter as well as other underage kids. There was one
guy who wanted me to have sex with his twelve year-old daughter in hopes it
would eventually lead to him having sex with both of us. Another guys wanted me
to help his eleven year-old son learn about sex – using the hands-on method of
teaching! He wasn't interested in joining us but he clearly wanted to have me
after his son finished his lessons.
Although at first this line of talk totally turned me off, the more I discussed
it the more it has caused me to started thinking about the possibilities. At
first I just wrote some fantasies for a couple of guys which were inspired by
their desires and cravings for their kids. In the process I found myself
getting turned on by the scenarios I was writing about. Before I was finished
with them they were not just fantasies written for some guys, they had become my
fantasies as well. In the past couple of months I have found myself becoming
more and more obsessed with these thoughts. The question for me was whether I
would just fantasize or actually do something about it?
I guess I should clarify something before I go any further. While I waited to
have sex for the first time until I was fourteen, I had been thinking seriously
about it since I was twelve. I love to fantasize about the possibility of me
having sex with someone that age who is wanting what I did then. However, I
would never force anyone to do anything, no matter what age they were but
especially when it came to someone younger. If anything ever did happen between
me and someone I was babysitting it would be because they wanted it, not because
I started it. Of course, that doesn’t rule out making myself available…….
Shortly after I got home for Christmas vacation I was contacted by a nice couple
whose kids I have baby-sat dozens of times over the years. The kids are now a
13 year-old boy and his 12 year old sister. I quickly agreed and it wasn't until
after I hung up the phone that I caught myself wondering just how much little
Billy and cute Jenny had grown since I last saw them. Hmmmmm, especially little
Billy. Even last summer I noticed he was developing at an early age and his
attention seemed to be more and more directed below my neck when I was near him.
Back then I wasn’t thinking about anyone his age but now some very naughty
thoughts were developing as I dreamed about the two of them.
For the first time I looked in my bedroom mirror before babysitting and wondered
what the kids I was going to be watching would think of me – not just in terms
of how they liked their babysitter but in a sexual way. I had picked out a
tight pair of jeans, the type that warned me when I gained a pound. They were
cut pretty low and showed off my ass nicely. On top I had on a tight tank top
cut short enough to show most of my midriff. The fact I wasn't wearing a bra
was obvious from the way my nipples poked through the thin material. It clung
to my boobs like it had been painted on them and was sheer white which showed
off the dark outline of my nipples. Over the tank top I wore an oversized
flannel shirt, unbuttoned about half way down such that you could see I was
wearing the tank top underneath, but enough to cover up what it revealed. I
left it hanging out and it hung just below my ass. I shook my head and let my
hair fall to my shoulders. I debated whether to tie it back in a ponytail or
leave it loose and decided that the ponytail looked just a bit too high-
schoolish. My hands cupped my breasts and lifted them as I smiled to myself.
They may be barely a B cup but they were firm and perky. Instinctively I
squeezed them and felt a surge of pleasure. They were soooo sensitive and I
loved playing with them. I closed my eyes and rubbed them, pressing my nipples
between the fingers of my hands. Just then my mom called from downstairs,
warning me it was time for me to get going. Reluctantly I took my hands off of
me – a few more minutes and who knows where I would have been touching!
It was long before I was in a whole different world – getting last minute
instructions from the parents. Dutifully I listened as their mom explained
where they would be, the phone numbers for everyone, and when they would be
home. They kissed their kids goodbye and suddenly there I was, alone with Billy
and Jenny. This scenario had played out dozens of times in the past for me but
never had I felt the way I did now. In reality, I wasn't sure what is was I
really was feeling right then. While on the one hand I was excited over the
possibilities and the resulting lust that was rising in me. On the other hand
was the self-doubt and worry about doing something I might regret for the rest
of my life.
As soon as their parents were gone, Billy went back to playing his video games
and Jenny wasted no time in chatting with some friends on the computer in the
family room. I could tell this was not going to be a very challenging
babysitting assignment. Actually, I didn’t understand why they needed me to be
here in the first place as they seemed old enough to be home alone. Oh well, it
was better than a pair of screaming babies wanting their diaper changed or
spoiled kids crying for mommy and daddy to come home! I settled down in the
family room and watched TV. Now and then I would check up on them but they were
rooted in position. After about an hour of this I went to Billy’s room where he
was playing some silly game. I asked him how it was going and he just grunted,
not even turning around to look at me.
At nine o’clock I told Jenny that it was time for her to get ready for bed. I
offered to help her get ready and the two of us went to her room. She had a
pretty bed with frills and a pink comforter with lots of dolls arranged
carefully along the edge next to the wall. Judging from the posters on her walls
she was well into her boy-crazy stage and based on my own experience I imagined
she was masturbating on a regular basis dreaming of being with them. Jenny
undressed down to her panties which allowed me to see her cute naked figure.
Jenny was certainly going to be a babe when she grew up! Already she had a nice
little body which was beginning to more than hint at the foxy girl she would
soon be. Her legs were long and still a bit on the coltish side but you could
see already how they were destined to look great in a miniskirt. She wore her
auburn hair long, about half-way down her back. Her green eyes were beautiful
and she had a smile that made you melt. Her breasts were starting to bud and I
thought of how nice it would be to suck on those nipples and feel them harden.
Still topless yet completely unashamed of her nudity, Jenny walked over to her
dresser and reached into a drawer for a cute nightshirt with a picture of a
kitten on it. I commented to her that she should change her panties before going
to bed. She shrugged and without another word she lowered her white cotton
panties, giving me a nice view of her tiny pussy which was just starting to show
the growth of her future bush. She has a perky little ass which she
instinctively wiggled as she walked – god she was going to kill the boys! She
leaned over to pull on a clean pair of panties and it was all I could do to keep
from holding her butt and reaching between her legs for that virgin pussy. Soon
her panties and nightshirt were on so I tucked her into bed and kissed her on
the cheek, thinking all the time about what would happen if I kissed her
somewhere else, somewhere a bit more private. I wondered what she would do if I
were to undress and get under the covers with her, pressing my naked body
against her as I pulled her tightly to me. I wanted to teach her how to lick
another girl’s pussy, to know the wonderful sensation of being in a 69 with
another woman. Oh well, for now it was all just a fantasy for me.
By now it was getting close to 9:30, a half hour from Billy’s bed time. I took
off my flannel shirt leaving just my tight tank top on and went to the family
room where Billy was studying at the game table. I went to the opposite side of
the table and sat down across from him. He looked up at me briefly and then his
eyes went straight to my chest. I tried to hide my smile as I saw them widen as
he took in the image of my breasts which were clearly outlined in the tight
sheer fabric. After spending time with Jenny my nipples were hard and pointed
and were plainly visible for him to see. The tank top was cut low so my
cleavage was plainly visible and in fact it barely covered my nipples.
“Hi Billy,” I started out with a sly smile, “How is the homework coming?”
Billy just shrugged and frowned. He was clearly more interested in watching my
boobs than talking to me. I stood up and leaned over the small table so I could
supposedly see what he was doing. What I was really doing was giving him a clear
view of my boobs down my tank top as I leaned forward. Leaning forward like that
didn’t hurt either when it came to showing them off!
“Hmmmmm, looks pretty hard. Can I help?” I asked him.
“Noooooooo,” he said softly, “I can do it.”
I slowly moved back and off the table. I walked around behind him and leaned
over him. I put one hand on each shoulder and then in the sexiest, most
slutttiest voice I could muster, I whispered in his ear, “Well you know Billy,
if there us ever anything I can do for you, anything at all, all you have to do
is ask.”
With that I went back to the couch and watched TV. As I walked over to the
couch I did not look back at him but I could literally feel his eyes staring at
my ass. Finally ten o’clock arrived and I called over to Billy, telling him it
was time for him to get to bed. As he got up from the table I asked him if he
needed any help and he wasn’t afraid to answer this time, an emphatic “NO!” I
turned to watch him leave and it was all I could do to keep from smiling when I
saw the bulge sticking out from the front of his pants. Somehow I don’t think
he had gotten a lot of homework done for the past half-hour!
The entry to the family room was off to the side and behind me so anyone coming
in could see me before I saw them. After he had been gone for a bit I heard
some soft foot steps and a slight rustling sound from that direction. Just as I
had hoped, little Billy had sneaked back to get another look at his babysitter!
Well, my plans were to put on a show he wouldn’t soon forget so I shifted my
weight in the couch, spreading my legs just a little bit more. My stocking feet
were flat with my knees up in the air about a foot apart. I put on hand on each
of my boobs over my top and started to slowly fondle them. I alternated between
squeezing them and lightly running my fingers around them. I love to brush
against my hard nipples, tracing my finger around them feeling a tingle in my
breasts as I did. I closed my eyes and laid my head back against the pillow,
enjoying myself. I pulled up my tank top until it was barely covering by boobs.
With my low-cut jeans most of my belly and torso was visible. With one hand
still on my boob, I took my other and dragged the backs of my fingers across my
bare skin, letting my fingernails drag across my smooth skin. Then I slipped my
hand under my top until I held my bare breast in it. Mmmmmm, it felt so firm
and warm! My other hand slipped underneath also and I let out a series of low
moans as I squeezed them harder, pushing them together and rubbing them against
each other.
Knowing that Billy was watching was making me even hornier than usual. No
matter how quiet he was trying to be, every now and then I would hear slight
sound as he shifted his weight or otherwise moved. He was probably playing with
himself by now so it was time to up the ante! I unsnapped my jeans and slowly
unzipped them all the way down. I opened them up but you couldn't see anything
since I was shaved. I slipped my right hand down inside until I was fingering
my clit. My left hand went back under my tank top again to pay attention to my
boob again. I slid my right hand finger down my pussy slit and into my hole to
wet it and then returned to my clit which was getting nice and hard, making it
even more sensitive to my touch. I couldn’t help but jump as I put a finger on
each side of it and rubbed it up and down. God I love to masturbate! It is even
better when I have somebody watch me and right now I had a feeling Billy was
doing himself as well. I tried to imagine him peeking around the corner,
watching me laying on the couch with my jeans unzipped and my hand inside;
watching me fondle my breasts and seeing the look of joy and pleasure on my
face. I hoped he could hear my moans as I brought myself to my first climax, my
back arching and then my hips raising as I came thinking of how my dad had
fucking me earlier in the morning.
I wondered if Billy had ever seen a girl orgasm before – I doubt he had. He had
to be horny as hell right now! I thought of him reaching inside his loose
pajama pants, touching his still small but rock hard penis, rubbing it against
his crotch and then jerking off with his hand as he watched his babysitter doing
things he and his friends had whispered about when they looked at their dad’s
porn magazines. After my first orgasm I was so horny I could hardly stand it.
God I wanted to be fucked soooo badly! I knew it might be going too far but I
had to masturbate harder and I couldn't do it with my jeans on so I grabbed them
by the waistband and pulled them down to my ankles. As was the usual case for
me, I wasn't wearing any panties so that left me bare-ass on the couch. I spread
my legs wide and went to work on my soaking wet pussy, inserting first two then
three and finally four fingers into me. I wasn’t dreaming of my dad fucking me
anymore – now I was imagining Billy had come from his hiding place and was
kneeling naked between my knees, his hard little cock pointing up straight as a
rocket ready to blast of. Well, it was a rocket I wanted to blast off inside of
me!
It was all I could do to keep from turning around and calling for him to come in
and fuck me. Instead I just imagined him entering me as he fucked a girl for
the very first time, feeling a warm wet pussy gripping him in a way his fist
never had or even could.
“Oh god Billy,” I moaned as loud as I dared, “That’s it, fuck me……..fuck me
harder Billy!”
Billy must have heard me! I hoped he realized that I was masturbating while I
thought of him fucking me. I bet he was cumming all over himself by now as he
listened to me begging him to fuck me more, asking him to cum inside of me, to
let me feel him in me. I bet he had never heard a girl say that to him before.
After tonight I wondered how many times he would masturbate while reliving this
moment, hearing me crying out as I came again and again, each time calling out
his name and telling him how much I loved to be fucked by him.
After my 3rd orgasm I was exhausted. I laid on the couch with my finger inside
of me, slowly moving it in and out as my body tingled. I had not yet lifted my
tank top up to show him my breasts so for a few minutes I lifted it up and over
them while I used both hands to touch them softly. I wet my fingers from my
naughty pussy and then traced them around my nipples. I felt flushed and warm
all over my body. I would have given anything right then to have him come to me
on the couch and let me teach him how to fuck me.
That was not going to happen, at least not tonight so I eventually stopped
playing with myself and pulled my top down. I grabbed my jeans to pull them
back on as well. I lifted my hips to work them on – they were pretty tight and
not all that easy to get back on again! I slowly stood up and straightened out
my appearance. Turning towards the doorway, I thought I say a quick flash of
movement but had I not been expecting it I probably would not have noticed
anything. I gave Billy a few minutes to get settled in and then I went to his
room to check up on him. Pushing his door open, I saw he was in bed under
covers. I could tell he was awake – nothing more obvious than a kid trying to
pretend he was asleep! His face looked flushed and I smiled as I imagined the
thoughts that must have been running through his head at that moment. It was so
tempting to walk in and have more fun with him, I didn’t doubt for a moment he
was praying that I would. But I figured tonight had already gone far enough and
before I did anything else I had better see what the results of tonight were.
So far the worst I could be accused of was being indiscreet. What I really
wanted to do with Billy was far more than that! Well, I would have to wait and
if everything went well, then my next babysitting assignment here could prove to
be pretty interesting!
The parents came home a couple of hours later. They asked how things had gone
and I told them everything went well. I wondered what they would say if they
had any idea of just how well it had actually gone! Being it was so late the
father drove me home even though it wasn’t that far away. While in the car I
noticed him glancing my way more than a few times and for a moment I thought
about teasing him a bit. By then we were already at my house and I was saying
goodbye. Oh well, you never know what opportunities may come up in the future!
He mentioned as I was getting out that they might need someone again next week
and he was wondering if I was available. I smiled at him and coyly told him I
was always available, all he had to do was ask. We laughed at my “joke” although
I think we both realized that I was talking about more than just babysitting. I
walked to my home, thinking that maybe seducing the father after I had fucked
his son wasn’t such a bad idea!
My parents were asleep so I undressed and got in bed. There would be plenty of
time tomorrow to tell them about my evening. I couldn't wait to tell my mom as I
knew she would be thrilled to hear how naughty I had been! Laying in my bed I
ran my hands all over my naked body as I relived those moments on the couch. I
could hardly believe how hot it was to play with myself while a 13 year old boy
watched me! Before long I was at it again – no such thing as too much
masturbation so far as I was concerned! All I could think about was what I
wanted to do the next time I babysat for Billy and Jenny. Next time I knew I
would do more than just play for him to watch! I orgasmed thinking of his
little hard cock pumping cum into a pussy for the first time as he came inside
of me, Mmmmmm, next time I was going to REALLY be a naughty babysitter!
THE END
Naughty Babysitter 1 - Dreaming