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From: "William F. Campbell" <valentin@wam.umd.edu>
Subject: Adventures in Babysitting
This story is a work of fiction. It contains scenes of explicit sex
between minors. If you find this offensive, or it is illegal in your
country, please do not read any further.
This is my first effort at writing a story like this. Any helpful
comments would be appreciated.
The Babysitter
I needed a little cash for next week's Boy Scout outing, so when Mr.
and Mrs. Robbins called and asked me to sit for their daughter
Thursday night, I agreed. A little undone homework wouldn't hurt.
Besides, the Robbins' had cable, and Julie went to bed fairly early.
"Maybe a little Playboy channel!", I thought.
I arrived at 7:30, and Mrs. Robbins gave me the low down. They were
going out to the movies, and would be back by 10:30. Julie was to
bathe herself at 9:00, and be in bed by 9:30. "C'mon, mom, I wanna
stay up and watch T.V.", whined Julie. A stern look from Mr. Robbins,
and she fell silent. Then they left.
Julie ran to the kitchen, and demanded ice cream. Her parents had
specifically instructed me "No snacks", and I was no pushover. "Your
Dad said no", I said. "But I want some! Then we can play a game.",
she pleaded. "No ice cream,", I repeated, "but a game would be fine."
I figured it would pass the time quickly, as I had been horny all day,
and couldn't wait to get time alone in front of the T.V. I
masturbated every day, most days twice, but I hadn't had the chance
for two days. I found myself looking at the slim, pretty Julie, and
... what was I thinking! Sick, sick sick. "What game do you want to
play, Julie?", I asked. "Careers.", she replied. She plopped the set
down on the living room floor, and sat down cross-legged beside it. I
could just glimpse the pink lace ... stop it! I thought. I shifted
uncomfortably as my cock started to get erect. Just another hour...
We finished in about 45 minutes. Then Julie said she wanted me to
read her a story before she took her bath, and went to bed. "Okay, go
find one you like", I said, thinking she was a little old for bedtime
stories. She came back with a book, and sat down in my lap! I could
feel her firm, young buttocks pressing against my cock. This was
insane! I quickly finished the story, and sent her off to the bath.
By now I was outrageously horny, and couldn't wait till she was
asleep. I started to unzip my pants, but I couldn't resist. I snuck
upstairs, quietly. Julie had the bathwater running. There was a
keyhole! Ashamed as I was, my cock prodded me on. I knelt down and
looked. She had removed the dress, revealing her just-developing
breasts. Her nipples stood out in contrast to her pale, white skin.
She turned around, and pulled off the lace panties, revealing her
taut, young buttocks that had so recently been ground into my cock.
Her hairless pussy was exposed for an instant, then she turned and got
in the bath, out of my view. I had to come now. Visions of Julie
swirled around my brain, and I could only think of sating my shameful
lust. I went in to her parents bedroom next door, and pulled down my
pants. What relief, to let my cock stand freely erect. It felt
harder than it had ever been, and was as red as my face as I thought
about what in- spired my lust. Slowly I stroked its length, thinking
of her hands, her thighs, her smooth, white skin...stroking...FLASH!
Blue spots danced before my eyes, as Julie giggled, and ran
downstairs. She had taken my picture! Panicking, I tripped over my
pants as I tried to run after her before pulling them up. By the time
I caught up with her, the Polaroid was nowhere to be found. "Where's
that picture!", I screamed, and Julie giggled again. "I hid it, and
you'll never find it.", she said. "Give it to me", I stammered,
coming out of my daze, and realizing that I was in REAL trouble. "Not
unless you do what I say", said Julie. "I want to see you do... what
you were doing upstairs." I almost fainted from shock. "I liked
watching you.. your,... you know...", "Cock", I mumbled. "Yes. Take
off your pants", she demanded. What could I do? I was being
blackmailed, but I was SO turned on. I pulled down my pants. "Take
off your nightgown, Julie", I whispered. She complied, grinning.
"Like what you see?", she asked. My erect cock answered for me. I
was so ashamed, but I was overwhelmed. "Let me touch it." She
reached out her delicate hands, and grabbed hold. I was going to come
soon. "It's so warm... and stiff", she gasped. Then she bent down,
and put the head of my cock in her mouth! I exploded all over her
her face, moaning, amazed at what I had done.
"I want more -- come upstairs", she said, and slowly walked up the
stairs. Stunned, I was erect again in seconds, and followed eagerly
to her bedroom. "Touch me down here", she demanded, caressing her
young pussy. My hand shot out to feel her warm, soft mound. She was
soaking wet! "Lick me like I licked you", she said, wriggling atop
the bedsheets. "No, I, I .. can't ... this is wrong", I said, rising
to my feet. "If you don't, I'll show my parents that picture!". Soon
her legs were wrapped around my head, and she moaned, and gasped, and
writhed. My face was buried in her cunt, frantically lapping and
licking and sucking. "Fuck me now, Bill! ", and I was in her! I
couldn't believe this slim young whore, bucking and writhing beneath
me as I pumped faster and faster, getting closer and closer. Then I
heard a sound that froze my heart. The front door had been opened;
the Robbins' were home! It was too much for me, and I came, and came,
and tried not to cry out as Julie came underneath me. "Bill, where
are you?", called Mr. Robbins.
I raced to the bathroom, and quickly dressed, as Julie got
under the covers and turned out the light. "I'm in the bathroom", I
answered, when I could catch my breath. I dressed, then doused my
face with cold water, and tried to compose myself. The picture was
still somewhere in the house. I went downstairs. "How was the
movie?" I asked as nonchalantly as I could muster. "Fine, we enjoyed
ourselves", answered Mrs. Robbins. "Was Julie any trouble?" she
inquired. "N..Not at all. I just put her to bed though -- I... she
wouldn't go down earlier", I managed to say. By then Mr. Robbins
had come down from checking on Julie. "She'd like to say goodnight to
you, Bill. Why don't you run upstairs and say goodbye". I ascended
the staircase, dreading how she might feel now, what she would say to
me, or God forbid! to her parents! I knocked, and she invited me in.
"I'm going to be home alone tomorrow after school ", she said, pulling
back her covers to reveal her glistening cunt, with two fingers deep
inside it. "You'd better be here."
The Babysitter
I needed a little cash for next week's Boy Scout outing, so when Mr.
and Mrs. Robbins called and asked
me to sit for their daughter Thursday night, I agreed. A little
undone homework wouldn't hurt. Besides, the Rob- bins' had cable, and
Julie went to bed fairly early. "Maybe a little Playboy channel!", I
thought.
I arrived at 7:30, and Mrs. Robbins gave me the low down. They were
going out to the movies, and would be back by 10:30. Julie was to
bathe herself at 9:00, and be in bed by 9:30. "C'mon, mom, I wanna
stay up and watch T.V.", whined Julie. A stern look from Mr. Robbins,
and she fell silent. Then they left.
Julie ran to the kitchen, and demanded ice cream. Her parents had
specifically instructed me "No snacks", and I was no pushover. "Your
Dad said no", I said. "But I want some! Then we can play a game.",
she pleaded. "No ice cream,", I repeated, "but a game would be fine."
I figured it would pass the time quickly, as I had been horny all day,
and couldn't wait to get time alone in front of the T.V. I
masturbated every day, most days twice, but I hadn't had the chance
for two days. I found myself looking at the slim, pretty Julie, and
... what was I thinking! Sick, sick sick. "What game do you want to
play, Julie?", I asked. "Careers.", she replied. She plopped the set
down on the living room floor, and sat down cross-legged beside it. I
could just glimpse the pink lace ... stop it! I thought. I shifted
uncomfortably as my cock started to get erect. Just another hour...
We finished in about 45 minutes. Then Julie said she wanted me to
read her a story before she took her bath, and went to bed. "Okay, go
find one you like", I said, thinking she was a little old for bedtime
stories. She came back with a book, and sat down in my lap! I could
feel her firm, young buttocks pressing against my cock. This was
insane! I quickly finished the story, and sent her off to the bath.
By now I was outrageously horny, and couldn't wait till she was
asleep. I started to unzip my pants, but I couldn't resist. I snuck
upstairs, quietly. Julie had the bathwater running. There was a
keyhole! Ashamed as I was, my cock prodded me on. I knelt down and
looked. She had removed the dress, revealing her just-developing
breasts. Her nipples stood out in contrast to her pale, white skin.
She turned around, and pulled off the lace panties, revealing her
taut, young buttocks that had so recently been ground into my cock.
Her hairless pussy was exposed for an instant, then she turned and got
in the bath, out of my view. I had to come now. Visions of Julie
swirled around my brain, and I could only think of sating my shameful
lust. I went in to her parents bedroom next door, and pulled down my
pants. What relief, to let my cock stand freely erect. It felt
harder than it had ever been, and was as red as my face as I thought
about what in- spired my lust. Slowly I stroked its length, thinking
of her hands, her thighs, her smooth, white skin...FLASH!
Blue spots danced before my eyes, as Julie giggled, and ran
downstairs. She had taken my picture! Panicking, I tripped over my
pants as I tried to run after her before pulling them up. By the time
I caught up with her, the Polaroid was nowhere to be found. "Where's
that picture!", I screamed, and Julie giggled again. "I hid it, and
you'll never find it.", she said. "Give it to me", I stammered,
coming out of my daze, and realizing that I was in REAL trouble. "Not
unless you do what I say", said Julie. "I want to see you do... what
you were doing upstairs." I almost fainted from shock. "I liked
watching you.. your,... you know...", "Cock", I mumbled. "Yes. Take
off your pants", she demanded. What could I do? I was being
blackmailed, but I was SO turned on. I pulled down my pants. "Take
off your nightgown, Julie", I whispered. She complied, grinning.
"Like what you see?", she asked. My erect cock ans- wered for me. I
was so ashamed, but I was overwhelmed. "Let me touch it." She
reached out her delicate hands, and grabbed hold. I was going to come
soon. "It's so warm... and stiff", she gasped. Then she bent down,
and put the head of my cock in her mouth! I exploded all over her
her face, moaning.
"I want more -- come upstairs", she said,and slowly walked up the
stairs. Stunned, I was erect again in seconds, and followed eagerly
to her bedroom. "Touch me down here", she demanded, caressing her
young pussy. My hand shot out to feel her warm, soft mound. She was
soaking wet! "Lick me like I licked you", she said, wriggling atop
the bedsheets. "No, I, I .. can't ... this is wrong", I said, rising
to my feet. "If you don't, I'll show my parents that picture!".
Soon her legs were wrapped around my head, and she moaned, and gasped,
and writhed. My face was buried in her cunt, frantically lapping and
licking and sucking. "Fuck me now, Bill! ", and I was in her! I
couldn't believe this slim young whore, bucking beneath me as I
pumped faster and faster, getting closer and closer. Then I heard a
sound that froze my heart. The front door had been opened; the
Robbins' were home! It was too much for
me, and I came, and came, and tried not to cry out as Julie came
underneath me.
"Bill, where are you?", called Mr. Robbins. I raced to the
bathroom, and quickly dressed, as Julie got under
the covers and turned out the light. "I'm in the bathroom", I
answered, when I could catch my breath. I dressed, then doused my
face with cold water, and tried to compose myself. The picture was
still somewhere in the house. I went downstairs. "How was the
movie?" I asked as nonchalantly as I could muster. "Fine, we enjoyed
ourselves", answered Mrs. Robbins. "Was Julie any trouble?" she
inquired. "N..Not at all. I just put her to bed though -- I... she
wouldn't go down earlier", I managed to say.
By then Mr. Robbins had come down from checking on Julie. "She'd like
to say goodnight to you, Bill. Why don't you run upstairs and say
goodbye". I ascended the staircase, dreading how she might feel now,
what she would say to me, or God forbid! to her parents! I knocked,
and she invited me in. "I'm going to be home alone tomor- row after
school ", she said, pulling back her covers to reveal her glistening
cunt, with two fingers deep inside it. "You'd better be here."
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