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Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- Babysitting Kylie - 3 (MF/ff, inc, ped) by LitlGrrlLuvr (litlgrrlluvr@hotmail.com) *** Chapter 3: Our Third Year Together After Kylie's second birthday things were going well for us all. Paul and Jane adored, respected and encouraged my relationship with their daughter. For my seventeenth birthday they gave me a promise as a gift. Their promise was that I would be Kylie's only full-time lover, and the only time either of them would touch her would be with my permission and while in my presence. I was very honored with this very unique gift. I realized that I had something special with this family. The Johnson's gave me as much time alone with Kylie as they could, and even when they were there, they didn't insist on being a part of our special bond. Of course, I realized what a gift they had given me and I invited them to watch often and occasionally invited them to join in. Kylie was talking in broken sentences now. She could say things like 'I love you' and 'Feel good touch'. She had begun to kiss me passionately, as any person would kiss a lover. She followed her instincts about touching, what felt good and how to touch me and make me feel good. She wasn't long enough yet to do a proper 69, but she enjoyed trying none the less. Often I would be lying nude on the living room couch and she would run up and crawl on top of me, she too would be nude. She would sit her pretty pink pussy on my mouth and lay down and begin sucking my nipples. She no longer stuck to one nipple, she licked and sucked and nibbled and alternated between each nipple, making sure they both got some of her sweet attention. I would place my hands on her hips and use my tongue to separate her little lips and tickle her clit with my tongue while sucking as much of her into my mouth as possible. Her breath would get heavy and I would slide my tongue as deep into her silky, sweet hole as possible. She would grind against my mouth, pressing her little asshole against my nose and grinding her clit into my chin. She still was too young to really cum, but she would breath hard and heavy, and grind furiously. She would do everything except pour sweet baby juices into my mouth. I had no doubt that she had always come as close to cumming as she could at her age. Always after making love she would lean up and kiss me deeply, mouth open, our tongues exploring the other's mouth, and then curl up on my chest, taking a nipple into her mouth and rest. She took deep comfort in my breasts, and I loved feeling her lips latched to me, her tongue massaging my rock hard nipple. At seventeen I knew I was probably bisexual, preferring females over men. I hadn't let a man enter me since Kylie's birthday weekend and I was beginning to crave a man inside of me again. I waited for Paul and Jane to come home one Wednesday night and when they arrived I sat them down for a talk. "Daddy, I need to feel your big, dick. I want you to fuck me like a daddy should." "Sounds like a good plan to me." Paul smiled. "Honey, do you have any objections?" "Not at all. Only, I want to watch." Jane stood and took me by the hand and led me to their bedroom. "Will Kylie be joining us?" "You can make love to her, if you like, but right now I just need Daddy." "She should at least watch, don't you think? So that she is comfortable with love with a man." "Who says she'll ever be with a man?" I grinned as I crawled on her bed, already naked, waiting for her husband to come to me. "Are you serious?" Jane asked, not pushy, just curious. "The only time I plan to let her be with a man is when she is old enough to have children. That is all she'll need a man for." "Okay." Jane didn't argue, she had promised that Kylie was my lover and no one else's. She trusted me completely with Kylie's needs, sexual and otherwise. It was almost as though I had become Kylie's mother and Jane was just her babysitter. I had the final say so in all matters concerning Kylie. Jane curled up on the big easy chair in their bedroom, and called Paul into the room. He entered moments later and stood grinning like a fool at the sight that greeted him. His wife lying spread wide in the chair, vibrator in hand. And me, practically his daughter, lying spread eagle on the bed, watching him, my fingers working lazily at my clit. He had an obvious erection and waited in the doorway for his formal invitation into his own bedroom. "Daddy, your baby girl needs you," I said in my most seductive voice. "You're not gonna make her beg are you?" Without a word he came to the side of the bed and waited for me to undress him. I ripped away his clothes as quickly as possible. He crawled onto the bed and began kissing me. I moved away from him. "No foreplay, just fuck me please!!" I was getting desperate; my body was aching to feel him inside of me. He laughed and positioned his cock at my hole. I was still pretty tight, so he had to be gentle when entering me. I held my breath as he put all his weight into entering me, and his nine-inch cock popped into my pussy and slid slowly until I was filled completely with his manhood. He paused long enough for me to adjust to his presence and then he began fucking me. Slowly and gently at first, and then with increasing passion. I heard Jane's vibrator come on and looked over at her in the chair. She had bent her head and pulled her boob until she had one of her nipples caught firmly in her mouth, and she had her right hand pounding at her clit in quick circles, and her left hand was shoving the vibrator in and out of her cunt. As I watched her and felt her husband burying his meat deep inside of me, I began to cum. It was all too fast, I didn't want it to be over yet, and I begged for Paul to keep fucking me. "Don't cum yet, daddy. I still need you inside of me. Don't stop. please daddy." "I'll hold it as long as I can baby, but it's not easy, your tight little cunt is squeezing my cock so much. You're such a good fuck for daddy." "Mommy, please. come help daddy. I need you. Show me you love me. Please.. Mommy." I didn't know what I needed from her, but I needed her. She came to the bed and lay beside us. "What do you want mommy to do baby?" She cooed into my ear and she licked and sucked at my ear lobe. "Anything, just touch me." I was near tears my need was overwhelming. "Do you want mommy to fill your asshole for you, baby?" "Yes, mommy... please, now!" I was panting uncontrollably now as my second orgasm was beginning, my nipple ached they were so hard. Jane reached underneath my back, her palm pressed firmly against my ass cheek, her fingers pulling my ass cheeks apart. "Paul, ease up so I can give my baby girl what she needs." Paul slowed his rhythm and lifted some of his weight from me long enough for Jane to press two fingers into my asshole. After she had entered me, Paul began pounding me hard once again, shoving her fingers deeper inside of me. Feeling them both fucking me relentlessly lead me to my third orgasm. "Daddy.. I'm cumming. oh please don't stop yet!!!" "I can't hold any longer, I've got to let it out." He moaned as I felt spurt after spurt of his hot, sticky cum splash against my uterus. I screamed and moaned intelligibly as I came, Jane's fingers still pounding at my asshole, Paul going limp inside of me. I opened my eyes and looked down at Jane, just as she began moaning. She had been fingering herself and me at the same time, and now she was reaching her orgasm. The three of us cuddled up against each other and fell asleep. I was due home at midnight, but I didn't care. We slept soundly through the night. I woke the next morning when I heard Kylie crying. I called the school and told them I was ill and that I'd bring in an excuse when I came back to school. Paul and Jane also called in sick to their jobs and the four of us spent the day at home, making love and enjoying each other's company. My mother called the Johnson's house when she got home from work. She bitched and bitched about my not coming home and missing school. She said I was grounded for a month and I told her to fuck off and to never call their house again. My father called later and told me never to speak to my mother like that again and that I had until the next morning to have all of my shit out of their house. I was no longer welcomed there. Paul took me to get my things and I moved into their house that night. Within a week the Johnson's had decided to legally adopt me and my parents eagerly signed all the proper papers. By the end of the month I was officially a Johnson. I stopped calling the Johnson's Paul and Jane altogether. They were now Mommy and Daddy to me full time. I no longer slept in the nursery, and neither did Kylie. Daddy and Mommy bought a queen size bed for me and put it in the extra bedroom that was now mine. Kylie began sleeping there with me every night. Continued in Chapter 4... **Email me with any comments you might have! I'd love to hear from everyone. Flames WILL be ignored! This is fantasy only!** *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* The author does not condone child abuse, this story is meant as an erotic fantasy not "real life." Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Kristen's collection - Directory 18