BABYSITTING LITTLE LISA

Part 7

Learning a New Trick

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As much as I enjoyed having Lisa with me all day, especially playing� naughty games with her, it was still a bit of a hassle.� Really, even on good behavior days, little kids are a lot of work and I have more to do than just babysit every freaking day... even if it does have its upside.� But with the "new" day care out of the question and with Mike and Staci really needing my help, I needed to find a way to accommodate what I needed to do while caring for Lisa.�� She certainly demanded a lot of attention, but she really wasn't much of a headache at home, but taking her out somewhere, that could be rather vexing.�

She was okay going to the grocery store.� She sat in the basket and ogled all the goodies, especially the decorated cakes in the bakery section and the live lobsters were always fascinating to her.� Of course it helped if Staci delivered her wearing shorts rather than a sun dress, as the little girl could inadvertently flash some unsuspecting patrons and cause a scene.� But, as I was right there all the time, I could quickly intervene if she got antsy, and thus I could take her to the store.��

But the real problem came when I wanted to go to the gym and workout.� I was dedicated to keeping in shape and not letting my body go to hell in a hand basket, so the gym was priority for me. Luckily, the gym I belonged to had a supervised kiddie play room for when a kid's caretaker was working out.� The question was, could I trust that she'd keep her clothes on while I was working out? The fiasco at the day care told me no, but I was tired of missing my workouts or doing it at night when she was home with her parents.

I decided to lay down the law to her, and was prepared to back it up with certain punishment.� Spanking her might do it, but what I had in mind was taking away something she enjoyed doing.

"Okay, Lisa, get your clothes on, we're going out for a while," I told her one morning.

"Kay," she replied and set about pulling on her shorts (backwards) and slipping on her t-shirt.� I fixed the shorts and put some shoes on her.�

"We're not going to the store today," I told her.� Her smile evaporated.� "We're going to my gym."� She scrunched up her brow. I'd never taken her to the gym before.�

"Now, I'm going to work out," I explained while imitating lifting weights, "and while I'm doing that, you are going to the play area."� He face brightened.� "While you are in the play area, you are not to take your clothes off."� She frowned. "You understand me, Lisa?� Keep your clothes on.� If you don't, then I will have to punish you!"�

Her eyebrows lowered as the gears turned in her head.� Suddenly she smiled brightly.� She had a plan, I knew, a plan to test me.�

"Here's what's going to happen if you disobey me, Lisa.� When we get home from the gym and if you've taken your clothes off, there will be no playing outside in the sprinkler, the Slip 'N Slide nor the pool."� As she loved running around outside playing in the water, that got her attention.� That was always the highlight of her day.� "I will spank your bare butt, spank it until it hurts and then you will be inside, locked in the spare bedroom by yourself for the rest of the day. No cookies either!"

Her lower lip rolled down.� "Why are you being so mean, Granpa!"

"I will only be mean if you take your clothes off.� Be a good girl for Granpa and we will play in the water outside, have cookies and play games. Okay?"

"Kay," she whispered with a defeated look.

So, I took her to gym.� Just before getting out of the car, I reiterated what would happen if she took her clothes off, then went inside, paid the extra fee and took her to the play room.� There was another little girl there about her age, and I figured that they'd play together and all would be fine.

The entire time working out, I was expecting someone to come find me and tell me to deal with her.� I rushed through my workout, cutting corners here and there and taking only just under an hour to squeeze everything in.� Finished, I went to the play room to pick her up.� To my relief, she was still dressed and engaged with another little kid who had recently arrived.�

Dropping what she was playing with, she ran up to me, "Granpa!� Granpa! I have my clothes on!� I have my clothes on!"� I picked her up and shushed her.� Looking about, I didn't think anyone overheard her.� That was relief too.� I signed her out and hustled her out of there.

"Can I go nakki outside, Granpa?" she asked as I carried her to the car.� "I kept my clothes on."

"Shhhhhh!"

"Can I go nakki outside?" she asked again louder.

"Shhhhhh!� Yes, now be quiet before someone hears you."

"Kay."

By the time I pulled into my garage, she had escaped from the car seat and had shucked off everything.� With the garage door safely shut, I opened the car door.� She was ready to jump out, but I stopped her.

"Just a minute, Lisa.� In the car, you are to keep your clothes on and you don't ever get out of your car seat."

"Kay," she replied as she squeezed past me to dash to the door to the kitchen in her birthday suit.� I really couldn't be angry with her, as she had done exactly what she was told to do at the gym, but what if a cop had stopped me on the way home? How would I explain the unrestrained and naked little girl with me?

"Cookies, Granpa!� Cookies," she demanded as soon as we were inside.� Well, she had been good... mostly.� So, I set her up at the table with a sippy-cup of milk and two cookies.� Then excused myself to take a shower.

Probably the best home improvement project I ever undertook was to rip out the stupid bath tub and replace it with a walk-in shower in our master bath.� There was room for two, something my wife and I both enjoyed when she was alive.�

So I was showering when Miss Nosey popped in with me. It must have been the first time she'd been in a shower before, for she got it face first.� She squealed covering her eyes and danced about until she had her back to the spray.� Not missing the opportunity this presented, I wasted no time in soaping her up with my bare hands, paying particular attention to all those places that were the most fun to touch.��

"You were such a good girl today," I praised sliding my soapy fingers through her butt cleft.� "I think you deserve a special treat."

I shut the water off and dried us both off.� Picking her up, I carried her to my living room, and sat with her in my Lazy Boy.� Reaching for the bottle of lube I kept handy, I told her, "Open wide!"� She opened her mouth.

"No, not that way, silly," I jovially scolded and then spread her legs apart.

I added some lube to my middle finger and slipped it into her slit. One, two, three slow trips along the length and on the fourth, I ran my� finger up into her vagina.� I'd never actually finger fucked her before, but today I did.� Not surprisingly, her fuck tunnel was very short before I bottomed at her cervix.

"You like that, baby?" I asked softly as I moved my finger in and out.

"Uh, huh," she nodded.

"I'm not hurting you, am I?"

"Unh, uh," she intoned with a shake of her head.

"Does your daddy do this for you?"

"Uh, huh," she nodded.

I kissed her head and said, "Good, I wouldn't want to do anything that might upset your mommy or daddy."

For the next several� minutes the only sounds made were the wet smacks from my finger and her puss, that and some low whimpering from the little girl I was molesting.� I was hard the entire time I molested her, my cock rubbing against her blemish-free smooth skin, leaving wet pecker trails upon it.

I stopped plunging my finger into her cunt hole.� Added more lube and just slid my finger inside and along her girly gash, occasionally taking a deep trip inside her.

Not wanting to overdo it, I removed my finger.� Lisa curled up in a ball on her side, presenting me with another target for exploration. I added more lube, then went between her butt cheeks seeking out her little puckered hole.� Finding it, I rubbed for a moment, then penetrated to the first knuckle.� She squirmed about in my lap, but didn't complain.� Still, she was really tight back there, so I didn't press it into her any farther.� For the next few minutes I just ran the tip of my finger in and out of her anus thinking,� 'One day, she'll be an ass whore like her mother.'

Coming to my senses, I stopped playing with her asshole, as it was just too tempting not to go deeper.� Still curled up, she snuggled into my arm and dozed off.� Yeah, she liked it, liked it a lot.� Me?� I liked it a lot too, perhaps a little too much.

Without waking her, I carried her to my bed where I crawled into the sack with her.� It was nice having her asleep in the crook of my arm.� It didn't last very long.� I had just about dozed off myself when suddenly she pops up announcing, "I'm hungry!"

Glancing at the clock, I ascertained that it was indeed lunchtime.� "Okay, little one, let's go find some grub."

"What's grub?"

"It's food."

"Kay," she replied, hopped out of my bed and ran to the kitchen.�� A minute or so later I made it.� Looking through my fridge, I spied a plastic container with the remains of a can of Spaghetti-O.� A forty five second nuking in the microwave and it was warm enough, but not too hot, for her to eat.� Me, I fixed myself a ham and cheese sandwich.�� We both had a glass of milk.

With lunch over and the mess cleaned up, she was ready to go outside and play in the water.� As much as she loved doing that, I loved rubbing her down with sun screen.� I always took my time and did an excellent job of protecting her from the UV rays, not that she needed much protection with the tan she'd developed these past weeks.� Still, I was going to do the responsible thing and enjoy every moment of it!

I squeezed out a big glob in my hand, warmed it up and slathered it on and as always, she stood there letting me feel her up to� my heart's content.� As impatient as she could be about some things, with this she didn't seem to want to rush.

"You like me doing this?" I asked.

"Uh, huh," she nodded.

"I thought so," I replied as I ran my oily hand between her legs and over her smooth clam shell.� Smiling, she batted her blue eyes while I molested her again.� Yeah, she liked it, liked it a lot.� So, for a long while I fingered her little pussy while she stood before me until her eyes became glassy with a faraway look in them.�

"I think that's enough for right now," I said withdrawing my hand and greasy fingers from her bald cunt. "Later, I'll play with you like that again.� Okay?"

"Kay," she replied with a grin.

"Now, let's get that sprinkler going."

"Yea!" she shouted as she excitedly bounced naked before me, her bare skin glistening with sunscreen.

It was later that afternoon.� I had bathed her to get the excess sunscreen off of her and had taken her to my bed for nap time.� But, she wasn't particularly sleepy. She wanted to play... with my dick.� I certainly didn't tell her no. Delighting in my stiffening cock, it didn't take her long to get me hard, nor did it take long after that before a bead of clear precum formed at the tip.� She ran her thumb across it and smeared the natural lube over my glans.�

I was enjoying nap time when she suddenly sprang from the bed and ran into the bathroom. "Damn," I muttered annoyed by the interruption.� A moment later I heard the toilet flush.� She bounded back into the room, up on my bed and on top of me.� She sat up straddling my hips and in doing so, trapping my hard cock between my belly and her cunt.�

Seemingly oblivious to what she was doing, she smiled down at me.� For me the possibilities were obvious.� I reached for the bottle of lube on my bed stand and squirted some on the portion of my dick that was visible. Carelessly dropping the bottle of lube beside me, I hunched my hips, driving my cock forward, then quickly drew back.� Her labia parted and partially wrapped around the stalk of my cock. I thrust forward and the sensitive underside of my cock slid along her slit. Instantly I knew this was a better way to faux-fuck than from a seated position with her facing away from me.� She figured it out too, once I began pulling and pushing on her hips.� Soon, she was doing all the work, humping her hips and sliding her cunt along my cock.� I glanced to the side towards the mirrored sliding closet doors.� What a sight!� It looked very much like we were fucking! And in a manner, I suppose we were.

"You like that, honey?"

"Uh, huh," she nodded with a smile.

Her smile soon faded as a look of concentration came upon her pretty face.� Whatever she was feeling, she wanted it to continue and was willing to work towards it.� Me, I just lay back and enjoyed the ride.

I had been edging all day, ever since I first finger fucked her on my Lazy Boy.� Fingering her twat outside while applying sunscreen only kept me on the edge.� For hours now I'd had a tingling sensation in my groin, and with the exquisite feel of her cunt rubbing the sensitive underside of my cock, I quickly built to an incredibly intense orgasm.

I heard what sounded like a sick dog moaning, only I knew it was me and not some dog.� As the lights dimmed, I let loose with a forceful ejaculation of semen, which despite the low trajectory, got at least four inches past my navel. To Lisa it might have sounded as if I was dying, but she didn't stop thrusting her little hips forward and back as my moaning and fountaining display continued.� Even when I stopped the moaning and stopped ejaculating, she kept up her hip motion, even as my cock deflated until it got so sensitive that I had to grab her by the hips to hold her still.�

Back down from the dizzying heights of my exquisite agony, but still lost in the residual sexual fog, I could hear her giggling. Forcing myself to focus on her face full of wonder, I couldn't help but think how preciously delightful she was.� It was then that I realized she was studying the large globs of cum on my belly.� She always delighted in seeing me ejaculate and today was no exception.� Indeed, she'd had a clear unobstructed view of it shooting from my dick.

She had stopped giggling, her mouth was partially open, her lips slack and pouty. I scooped up some cum from my belly, reached upward,� and painted her lips with semen. She just stared down at me.� I scooped up another fingerful and stuck it in her still open mouth.� She closed her lips around my finger and slowly pulled it free.� Raising another scoop of cum to her face, she leaned forward, opened her mouth and sucked it clean.� For a long time I lay there with her still sitting on my now squashed dick, cleaning the semen from my belly and feeding it to her.��

The next day Fed-Ex delivered a package.�� We had just returned from the gym and luckily I still had my gym clothes on.� Lisa, I had her hide in the back while I answered the door.�� My birthday was in a few days and I was expecting the package, as my oldest had called and told me that he and his two brothers had gone in together to get me something special.��

Opening the Amazon box, I was surprised to find a very nice digital video camera, a tripod, and a rather bulky looking thing that I had no idea what it was for.� I'd had a first generation black and white video camera that used tapes when my boys were young.� It had died years ago and I never bothered to replace it.� I supposed my boys were thinking I'd shoot videos of my grandkids when they were over.

This video camera was light years ahead of my old point and shoot.� For one thing, instead of tape, it used standard USB thumb drives to record to.� And it had a zoom lens and a remote control.� 'Why the remote?' I asked myself.� As I examined things further, and actually glanced over the instruction manual, I discovered that the bulky thing was a motorized and remotely controlled base which allowed you to pan the camera left and right, up and down using the remote, as well as zoom in and zoom out. The camera you could plug into a TV and use it as a real time monitor.�

"What is it, Granpa?" my little nudie asked.�

"It's a video camera."

"Will you make a movie with me?" she asked with a coy smile.

"Would you like to make a movie?"� She put the tip of her index finger in her mouth and twisted about pretending to be unsure like little girls do sometimes.

"Would you like to make a dirty movie?"� She actually blushed and giggled.

I was ready to use it right away and make a clip of her sitting on the floor masturbating, something I always found to be erotic.� But the batteries needed to be charged first, so I plugged the thing in. Reading further, I discovered that I could record with just the battery charger attached.��

I had her sit on the floor in front of my Lazy-Boy and do her thing while I video recorded it from the comfort of my Lazy-Boy.� She put on quite a show for her Granpa!� Such a cooperative little tart!

That was all fine and good, but I had an inspiration.� I took everything and assembled it in my bedroom, hooking it up to my flat screen TV,� which was mounted on the wall facing the foot of the bed for easy viewing.� I set the camera, tripod and motorized base off to the side of the bed, opposite of the mirrored closet doors.

To my surprise, everything worked as I thought it would.� Using the joy stick, I could pan left and right, up and down.� With a simple toggle, I could zoom in and zoom out.� Another button controlled record or standby.� With standby, you could set up your shot without recording what the camera was seeing.� So simple, even I could use it.

I needed to shower, but that could wait.� I shucked off my gym clothes and crawled into bed with Lisa.� I played with the remote, immediately determining that the camera angle was wrong.� I got up and moved the camera a foot or so, and climbed back in.� It took a few more tries before it was perfectly placed.

"Okay, baby.� We need to get out of bed.� Then when I call for you, come get back in bed with me."

"Kay!"

A moment later, standing off out of the frame, I clicked the record button and the red light came on confirming that the camera was recording.� I crawled into bed and got in position lying on my back.� Checking the TV, I could see me, but more importantly my cock was clearly visible.

"Sissy, baby.� Come to Granpa!"

"Little Sis" crawled into the sack nude with her nude grandpa, sitting by my hip.� From there she really didn't need any direction.

"Can I play with your thingie, Granpa?" she asked out loud without prompting.

"Sure, baby. If that's what you want to do."

Checking the TV, I was rather pleased to see that our reflection in the closet door mirrors was clear.

She took my flaccid cock in her little hand, looked at the camera smiling, then back down at her play toy.� I zoomed in on her little hand playing with my nasty old dick, then zoomed� out.� Soon she had my cock at full attention.� I zoomed out just in time to catch her lower her head to lick and suck on the tip of my dick.� She looked back towards the camera with a naughty grin.� Meanwhile I squirted some lube on my cock.�

She then climbed up on top of me, straddling my hips.� She began thrusting her hips.� I swear, on the TV it looked like she was actually fucking me.� I zoomed in on her young face... such concentration!� For the next several minutes she rode me, sliding her cunt back and forth over my trapped dick.

When the time came, I'm afraid I overacted a bit as my orgasm swept over me.� However, the camera captured the money shot of my nut juice shooting up onto my tummy.

Opening my eyes after a most satisfactory climax and looking at my happy baby lover, I had an inspiration.� Reaching forward, I grasped her by the waist. Pulling her toward my head, I turned her around for a 69 and buried my face between her legs.� Of course she was much too short to suck my dick, but she could and did lap up the puddles of cum on my tummy.�

The video complete, we watched it several times. She wasn't as nearly impressed as I was, but then females of any age when aroused, aren't as obvious as males. That evening, I brought the thumb drive next door.� Mike and Staci loved it.