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Her athletic body and vivacious personality made her fun to be around, everyone liked her and watched her excel at everything she did. But Cynthia had a dirty little secret. (f/toddler, oral, mast, extreme-ped) *** Cynthia was a pretty teenager. At seventeen she was popular both with classmates and her neighbors. Her athletic body and vivacious personality made her fun to be around, everyone liked her and watched her excel at everything she did. An over achiever, Cynthia was a top grade earner, excelling at school and sports, as well as being a hard worker after school. Cynthia was always available to baby-sit for family and friends. All the neighbors sought out the pretty teen because she was so respon- sible. The mothers loved having her watch their children be- cause they could go away secure in the feeling that their children were safe. The fathers just plain liked to look at the pretty girl when they came home after a night out with their spouse. Many a man fantasized about Cynthia; the pretty blonde teenager. Although Cynthia's schedule was jammed with all the extra curricular activities of an active teen, she always made time to baby-sit her neighbor's young children. The Evens' had two beautiful kids, everyone said so. Merna was a cute 3 year-old, and brother, little Bobby was 18 months old. Both kids were Cynthia's favorites. The Evens' were flattered by her gushing compliments, they felt proud of their young children and Cynthia's continuous positive remarks just confirmed their own opinion. They would never think of having anyone but Cynthia care for their children. Bob Senior had even commented that he wished that the young girl were his daughter, he couldn't think of a better daughter than this pretty hard working person. The Evens' were in the process of remodeling their house and were having workmen over at all hours of the day. During this time they began to find that items in their home where missing. Someone was stealing from them. At first Bob Sr. wasn't sure if it was just his faulty memory, but when his wife Gail noticed some of her jewelry missing they both became very concerned. Since they both worked and Cynthia baby-sat after school for them, they were confident that their home was safe at least from 2 p.m. on. But what about the morning hours when just workmen were around? Bob Evens decided to set a trap for the wayward work- man. He borrowed a video system from his workplace. Since he worked for a security agency it wasn't dif- ficult to obtain a state of the art system for a few days. This system was the kind that activated only when it sensed movement. That would allow for a full days filming depending on how much movement went on in the room. He set a few interesting valuables on the fireplace mantle in full view of the camera and went off to work with the hope that this nasty problem would be resolved soon. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Bob impatiently waited for his wife as she walked down the pavement to their car. As she opened the passenger door, she said, "I hope you don't cause an embarrassing scene if you do catch some workman on your video. I still don't like setting someone up like that. It seems kind of unfair to actually put things in temptations way like that." "What are we supposed to do just set around and let people steel from us. I wish Cynthia was our daughter, then once school was out we'd have someone home to look after things for us." Bob said with a sigh. "Yes that would be nice." Gail agreed. The couple drove straight home and greeted their young baby-sitter, thanking her as ever for her help and asking her if she'd like to stay for dinner. When she said she couldn't, Bob let her leave without his usual plea for her to reconsider because he could see that several of the items on the fireplace mantle were missing. He couldn't wait to see who was steeling from them, but didn't want to distress Cynthia with their problem. Once the teenage sitter had left for home, Bob called out, "Hey Gail, the stuff is missing, just like I thought it would be." Gail rushed into the livingroom, "Oh my god, then we have whoever it is who has been doing this. Now Bob, I don't want you to fly off the handle. This is some- thing that we turn over to the police! I don't want you playing Mr. Macho do you hear me!" "Yeah yeah, okay. I just hope that this film shows us who's been doing this." Bob growled as he went over to the recorder and pushed the rewind button. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Back up a few hours. . . Cynthia relaxed as the last workman left. It was 4 o'clock and she would have a few hours of peace and quiet before the Evens' came home. Thank god it was Friday, Cynthia thought. It had been a bitch of a week; she had only been able to baby-sit for little Bobby once that week. She felt tense and unhappy, just like she always did when she hadn't been able to get her "Bobby fix". She smiled to herself as she put Merna down for a late nap. Cynthia walked slowly around the house checking the doors and windows to make sure everything was locked and that no one would stumble in on her. She felt that familiar excitement that always thrilled her before a session with little Bobby. The high school girl knew that what she was doing was very wrong, but as always she reasoned with herself that if no one knew what she was doing it wouldn't hurt anyone. She ended up in Bobby's room and quietly stared down at his sleeping face. He was the most beautiful little baby boy she had ever seen. She had fallen head over heals for this little guy the first time she had given him a bath. Cynthia slowly reached into his crib and stroked the fine black hair that was beginning to show prominently on the top of his handsome little head. For an 18-month-old, Bobby was a big boy. He was pro- bably 25 lbs. by now, and was standing on his own. Cynthia loved the way he would gaze around the room with those intelligent dark eyes of his. She just knew that he understood the world around him. If only he could speak, she thought. An instant later she changed her mind. If he could speak, no when he could speak, their special relation- ship would *have* to come to an end. Cynthia shivered with the thought that at something in the not too distant future she would have to live *without* him. The teenager's eyes looked dreamy as she picked up the baby boy and carried him over to the bassinet and re- moved his soiled diapers. Looking at his naked body made the teen sigh. What would it be like to have a baby of my very own, she wondered. Cynthia lovingly bathed the handsome little boy from head to feet. Lovingly soothing the slick soap over his smooth hairless skin. She always thrilled at the sight of his little penis as it became hard when she soaped it with her hands. After she had her little charge squeaky clean, she looked at the clock and realized that if she didn't get a move on it would be too late. She quickly hugged the young male child to her chest and carried him into the livingroom. As always, Cynthia sat by the fireplace on the comfor- table couch. While holding little Bobby close she slid her canvas shorts to the floor, wiggling her bottom while shoving them off with one hand. Then she expertly pulled her t-shirt up over her teenage breasts and unclipped her bra from the front. Cynthia urgently placed young Bobby's mouth to a nipple and the baby boy eagerly began to suckle at the young woman's breast. He closed his dark inquiring eyes and sucked her nipple as if his life depended on it. The teenager groaned loudly. It had been days since she'd been able to do this. Her other hand crept down between her legs and started to fondle her pussy lips and clit hood. Yes! back in the saddle again, she smiled contentedly. After a bit Cynthia took her cunt-slicked hand from between her legs and breathing faster she pulled at the baby boy's diapers. After a moment of fumbling they came open and fell away to her feet. Cynthia's eyes closed to slits as little Bobby, knowing what would come next, renewed his urgent suckling of her swollen nipple. She reached out her fluid coated hand and began to rub the baby's tiny penis. Bobby responded immediately with remembered pleasure. His tiny little male cock expanded to its full 2-inch length as Cynthia spread her juices along his shaft with her hand. She gripped his little erection and squeezed him, fingering his tight little balls all the while. Touching little Bobby in this intimate way always sent Cynthia to the top. As she felt her orgasm begin she leaned over, bring the baby boy's erect penis to her lips. And as she had done many times before she slipped his little manhood between her lips and began to suck him in and out between her moist lips. Cynthia could taste herself on his tiny cock. She loved that taste. Another spasm as her orgasm increased. . . Bobby was sucking her very swollen nipple like mad now, as she in turn suck his little member in and out of her mouth. She swirled her tongue around his little dick to excite him to further effort on her nipple. After the teen had come down somewhat from her wonder- ful baby induced orgasm, she lay back on the couch, legs spread wide, naked baby boy still snuggled against a breast and closed her eyes to enjoy the afterglow of the sex she'd just had. After a few moments Cynthia slowly got up and lay lit- tle Bobby carefully on the couch, and dressed herself, then re-diapered the little boy. She kissed him on the lips, he opened them to accommodate the teens flirting tongue, like he had many times before. Then she took the smiling little guy back to his crib and lay him back down for his late afternoon nap. She smiled, he deserved a little nap after that, she thought to her- self. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Bob Sr. watched as the video showed the plumber stand- ing by the fireplace going through their belongings. The couple stood in shock as the man shoved several items into his pockets. The time stamp on the video showed the time as 3:33 p.m. The bastard was so cocky that he was steeling even though Cynthia was in the house. It amazed them that someone could do something like that. Gail went to the phone and called the police, and called Bob over to speak with the desk Sargent. As the young couple told the policeman what had hap- pened and that they had a video to prove who had done it the tape played on. Unnoticed by the distraught couple, the film blinked back on as pretty young Cynthia came into the livingroom with their baby boy and sat down on the couch. . . ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Author note: I am not really a pervert. I have never actually done anything to anyone in real life. It's just that someone asked about female/toddler stories and it caught my fancy, so I wrote a quick story. If you liked it or hated it please post your comments to: (alt.sex.stories.d) - Thanks ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 8