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This is, much as I wish it were not, a work of fiction.  If you are under
the age of 18, or whatever is considered the age of consent where you live,
please skip on to something else.  If you are easily offended by tales of a
sexual nature, what are you doing in this newsgroup?  Move on to something
else already!

This story takes place in a make-belive world where such things as AIDs,
unwanted pregnancy, and jealous spouses don't exist.  Don't try this at
home.

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Babysitter Tales:

Karen

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It had taken 5 years.  Five years after our first child was born, and two
years after the second (and last) last one, we were finally able to go out
again.  My wife, Meg, was finally comfortable leaving the kids with a
babysitter for a few hours while we went out and enjoyed ourselves.  After
checking around with friends in the village, we settled on Karen as our
first sitter.

While we were out, Meg kidded me about the young lady watching our
children.  "You're just waiting until you have to drive her home, aren't
you?  I can see you now, putting a hand on her knee while you're driving,
trying to slide it up her leg.  I saw the look on your face when her
brother dropped her off."

Meg was right.  I had met Karen several times before,  but when I opened
the door and saw her on the porch, my eyes just about pooped out, and so
did something else.  This sweet looking little 16 year old was decked out
in a tight fitting ribbed top and a skirt that barely covered her panties. 
The blouse was stretched over a pair of tits that looked like large navel
oranges, pushing their way up over the low-cut neckline.  When she walked
past me into the living room, the back of her skirt was tilting from side
to side as it clucng to her ass.  Meg has told her that the kids didn't
care how she dressed, but she was looking very nice tonight.  Karen had
explained it by saying she had a late date, if we got home early enough. 
We were expecting to be kind of late, which brought a pout to her full
lips, but Meg brightened her up when she suggested that her date come over
to the house.  

"You don't mind?  Most parents don't like sitters having boyfriends over."

"Well, the kids should be asleep by 8:30, so have him come over after that.
 We should be home around midnight."

"Gee, thanks."


Meg was still teasing me as we pulled into the driveway at 11:30.  "Too
bad, she already has a boyfriend.  Otherwise, maybe she could join us
sometime."  Meg and I had long experienced a, shall we say, "enhanced" 
sexual life, enlivening it with other partners, toys, games, and other
stuff.  The idea of a threesome, with my wife and this nubile teenager, was
enough to start an old familiar swelling in my groin.

there was another car in our driveway, and I rightly assumed that is
belonged to Karen's boyfriend.  I left the car in the driveway, not knowing
if he would drive her home.  We entered through the side door, which opened
into our dining room.  I was just about to call out a greeting when Meg
held up her hand in front of me.  I stopped, and listened.  From the living
room, I could her muffled groaning, and the sound of bodies in motion.

"Mmmph!  Mmmm!  Yeah, right there, Mick!  Yeah, lick it there!"

"Ohhh, God, don't stop baby, don't stop."

Walking slowly to the bar, with it's shuttered doors that opened to the
living room, we both looked through the half-closed shutters and saw two
naked bodies sprawled on our living room floor.  Karen was on her back,
legs spread wide.  Mick was straddling her, feeding a seven inch cock into
her wide-open mouth, while he ate her pussy like a starving man attacking a
steak.

"Hmm," Meg whispered to me, "a young man who knows how to suck pussy and
share the fun.  How niiice." She was practically purring into my ear. 
"Wanna have a little fun?" she assked, reaching down to rub my now
rock-hard prick through my pants.

"What do you have in mind?"  I asked, letting my hands move up to her
swelling, braless breasts.

"You keep an eye on them from here, and wait until she is just on the verge
of coming.  Then, loudly open the door, like you're just coming in.  I
think you'll be able to improvise from there."  She slipped away from me,
and slipped siliently out the door.  Iturned my eyes back to the action in
the living room.  Mick was hammering his dick into her mouth pretty hard,
trying hard to get all of it past her lips.  Poor little Karen apparently
had not learned how to relax her throat muscles to take it all the way in
yet.  Besides, she seemed pretty distracted by the tongue action he was
giving her.  By the way she was arching her back and pushing her pussy up
into his face, she seemed to be getting pretty close to orgasm.

"C'mon, Mick. Gnnngh!  C"mon, baby, lick my clit *mmmmph!"

"OK, baby, come on, I'm about to cum, I want you to cum with me, girl, come
on."

That was my cue.  I quickly walked back, opened the door, and called out
"Hello, kids.  We're home."

The living room erupted in a flurry of activity.  Through the shutters, I
saw Mick hop up, bend down for a second, and rush through the hallway door,
apparently towards the bathroom.  I took my time reaching the door to the
living room, so that when I got there, Karen had her skirt and top on,
though her sandals were still off.  I also noticed, when she turned towards
me quickly, that she had not put her panties back on.  She stood up
straighter as she brought her legs tightly together.  Before either of us
could say a word, though, we heard Meg from the hallway.

"Who are you?  What are you doing half dressed in my house?  Paul!"  This
last was louder, and addressed to me.  "There's something funny going on
here."  Meg stepped into the living room, pulling Mick by the hand.  He had
managed to get his pants on, though they were not buttoned or zipped.  "I
think Karen and her friend have some explaining to do."

"Oh, I'm so sorry.  Mick and I have been dating for 2 months, and we just
got kind of carried away tonight.  We were just necking on the couch, and
then..."

"And then you two started going a little further, and a little further,
didn't you?"  Meg was getting that glow in her eye that said she was
expecting to go a little further too.  "How far did it get here tonight,
young lady?  It looks like you both alost a bit of clothing, didn't you? 
What was it?  Were you ginving him a hand job, hmm?  Have your hands
wrapped around his stiff prick, sliding up and down."

Karen looked down, her face reddening.  "I did do that, it didn't seem like
such a bad thing, and all..."

Meg turned to Mick. "And you were probably all hands, yourself, pawing at
her tits, pinching her nipples, and then mvoing down, and pushing a finger
or two into her little cunny, weren't you?"

Now it was Mick's turn to blush.  "Yeah, maam, I did.  But I rubbed her
clit too, so she'd feel real good."  Karen looked up at this, surprised
that Mick would volunteer such an intimate fact.

"Sure you did, and looking at your face, I think you went even further,
didn't you?  You had your face in her puss, didn't you?  Well, I hope you
at least finished the job."  She turned back to Karen.  "Well, did he?  Did
you have an orgasm?"

Karen shook her head to indicate that she had not, then sat down on the
couch and put her face in her hands.  She was starting to realize that Meg
wasn't really mad about what was happening.  I was just enjoying the show,
as Karen had forgotten that her pussy was exposed.  Looking at Mick, I
could see that he had his eyes on her exposed cunt as well, and his prick
was starting to puch against the unfastened front of his jeans.

"Well, I guess we're going to have to do something about that, aren't we,
Paul?"  Meg stepped towards Karen, and knelt in front of her.  I motioned
for Mick to keep quiet.  Karen still had her face buried in her hands, and
was unprepared when Meg abruptly pushed her legs apart and pushed her face
up under her short skirt.  Her face shot up with a surprised "OH!",, which
quickly became a series of quick gasps and Meg quickly found her clit and
sucked it between her teeth.  I started removign my clothes, and motioned
for Mick to do to likewise.  I then pointed to Meg, and he went to work,
stripping of her clothes while she continued licking the young girl's cunt.
 I sat on the couch next to her, and peeled her top up over her head and
arms, then bent down to feast on her young breasts.

Each was the size of a large orange, and topped with the smallest nipples I
had ever seen.  Each aereola was smaller than a dime, and the nipples them
selves were like hard little dots in the center.  I took first one, then
the other, in my mouth, lightly biting and running my tongue over them, and
sucking on them until they stood up nearly a quater inch from the aereolas.
 I felt a hand wrapping around my rod, and I assumed it was Meg reaching
out for me until I felt her hands come up to caress the sides of Karen's
breasts.  Looking down, I saw that it was Karen's hand wrapped around my
cock, slowly stroking it from base to tip.  I pulled my head back and
looking into her face, into eyes that were glazed with an impending orgasm.
 I brought my legs under me, and knelt on the couch, so that my groin was
nearly at a level with her face.  Karen bent over, and planted a light kiss
on the end of my cock, and ran her tongue around the head briefly, before
taking the head into her mouth.  UPright now, I could see what Mick was
doing with my wife.

The young man had taken her pants down first, then knelt behind her while
he unbuttoned her blouse from behind.  Meg helped him by lifting first one
hand, then the other, so he could slide the material down her arms and off.
 He had not yet taken off her panties, and his rigid rod was push against
them, forcing the material into the crack of her ass.  He sat back on his
feet, and started to pull the silky material down over the globes of her
ass, taking his time and fondling her as he went.  Once the panties were
down past the curve of her rump, his hands explored deeper into the crack,
dropping lower until one hand was movign in circular motions over her clit,
while the other made pistoning motions in and out of her now dripping cunt.
 Meg was starting to moan into Karens cunt, which was bringing Karen even
closer to the brink of orgasm.  Karen started to maon around my prick,
which was now halfway into her mouth.  Remembering her difficulty with
Mick's rod, and knowing that my 9 inches could be even harder to take, I
told her to relax, and let her throat open up.  Advice wasn't doing much
good at that point, however, and Meg's tongue was whipping around her clit,
and the first wave of an orgasm hit her..  Karen shook once, twice, and a
third time, as the plreasure came in waves from her loins.

When her orgasm had finished, Meg raised her head, and turned to Mick. 
"You have something much better than those fingers for my cunt."  Then she
turned back to Karen.  "That is, if you don't mind sharing him."

Karen released my dick, saying, "Go ahead, as long as it's mutual."  She
wrapped her hand around my cock.  "I think I found the one I want to break
in on.  That way, I'l be able to handle Mickey better next time."

Mick went wide eyed as Meg turned around and pushed him down onto the
floor.  She bent over to moisten his prick with her tongue for a moment
before mounting him.  Meanwhile, I got down on the floor in fron of Karen,
kneeling so that my prick was pointing right at her cunt.  I looked at her,
and said "It's up to you.  If this is your first time, I have to know that
you really want to do this."  She nodded quickly.  "Then, you have to put
it in."

Karen reached down between her legs, and grabbed hold of my dick with both
hands and pulled me to her.  She rubbed the head around the lips of her
pussy for a moment,  seeming to have trouble getting it into place.  I was
about to help guide it in when she found her clit, and started rubbing it
in circular motions with my dickhead.  She kept it up for about 30 seconds,
until she closed her eyes and sighed through a small orgasm.  She then
directed by prick directly to her opening, wrapped her legs around me, and
pulled me into her, with hardly a hestitation as her cherry broke.

Meg, meanwhile, had climbed on top of Mick's body, brabbed hold of his
cock, and impaled herslef on it.  I heard her cry out as it's full length
plunged into her.  Mick's cock may be shorter than mine, but like Mick
himself, it's much broader than most, easily three inches in diameter, so
Meg was filled in a different way than she was accustomed to. 
Instictively, Micked reach up to grab Meg's breats as she started rocking
her body over his, setting up a fucking motion that would keep them both
going for a while.

Karen had released her leglock around me, and pulled her legs up to put
them up over my shoulders.  For me, this is an invitation to plunge in with
my full length, and I lost no time in doing so.  I pulled out until less
than half of the head was still within her cunt, then plunged the full
length in again.  EAch time I did this, Karen cried out until I was afraid
she would wake the children upstairs.  I then left the full length buried
within her box, and worked in a circular motion, with each circle dragging
my dick across her engorged clitoris.  After a few moments of this, she was
gasping her way through her third orgasm of the night.  I was able to bring
her to the brink of a fourth when I felt the pressure building in my own
loins.  I quickly shifted to a series of fast, jackrabbit strokes, plunging
depply into her, and pulling out only about halfway.  IN this manner, I was
able to hold on until I felt her cunt grab around me.  That orgasmic
contraction brought by cum boiling out of the end of my prick, and
splashing into the walls of her spasming cunt.

By this time, Meg was bent low over Mick, one tit in his mouth, the other
encircled by his hand, while his other hand was down between them,
massaging her clitoris.  I saw him buck once, twice, three times, as if to
throw her off, and heard hsi shout of "I'm cumming" muffled by the breast
in his mouth.  Meg had the flushed look that she only gets after two or
three good cums already, but Mick appreantly sensed that she was on the
verge of another, because even as his own orgasm ended, he pushed her up
off of his cock, and slid down and pulled her back down on her face.  A
look of bliss came over her as this young, freash face boy pushed his
tongue up into her cunt, full of his own seed, and licked and sucked her to
a final orgasm.


An hour later, as we settled into bed for the night, Meg snuggled up behind
me, put her arms around me, and wrapped one hand around a now soft cock. 
"Hmmm, " she said, "I wonder who we can get to babysit next week?"


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