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Confessions of a Female Pedophile - 2
by Robin Smythe (robin.smythe@yahoo.com)

***

The continuation of the story about a teenage 
babysitter and her young charges. (f-teen/bb, ped, 
reluc, mast, oral)

***

Author Note: As this is a continuing story, it is 
suggested that the earlier parts be read first. Thanks 
to all of the readers who responded and encouraged me 
to keep writing! The following is a work of fantasy; 
the author does not condone the activities described.

***

Well, I was a mess all the next week. Even my mother 
noticed my distracted demeanor, and asked me several 
times if anything was wrong. How could I tell her? How 
could I tell her that I had masturbated my two 
babysitting charges, and that I had loved it? There was 
no getting around it -- stroking and fondling those 
little boys' cocks had got me turned on more than 
anything I had ever done before. 

On the other hand, I felt ashamed about being hot for 
two preteen boys. I felt guilty about what I had done, 
and was deathly afraid that I would be found out. My 
days were spent worrying about what would happen to me 
if I were caught and vowing to never go back there 
again; yet every night found me feverishly stroking my 
pussy under the covers while fantasizing about letting 
Keith and Jason do to me the things they claimed Jackie 
had let them do to her. And every night, I would climax 
powerfully to the same scenario: one of the boys' hard 
little cocks sliding into my willing mouth.

After a few days, seeing that the police had not shown 
up at my door, I began to worry a little less about 
being caught. Still, I was resolved to discontinue 
babysitting for the boys. If Mrs. Bannister called, I 
would think of some reason that I couldn't do it any 
more. But as it turned out, she didn't call. Instead, I 
was taken by surprise while walking home from school 
several days later. There, coming right toward me, were 
Kitty and her two boys! I was mortified, but it was too 
late to run and hide.
 
"Oh, Vanessa, hi, I'd been meaning to call you, but 
I've been so busy," Kitty called out as they approached 
me. I was extremely nervous, afraid to even glance at 
Jason and Keith as they stood quietly behind their 
mother. "The boys have been raving about you all week." 
I looked for a sign of irony, some hint of accusation, 
but found none in her voice or expression. "I can't 
tell you how grateful I am that you hit it off so well 
with them. It really takes a load off my mind. I was 
worried sick about finding someone who could replace 
Jackie."

I couldn't speak; I just stood there, dumbly. Kitty 
continued, "I was really hoping you'd be able to sit 
again for them this Saturday night. Would you be able 
to do it? It would help me out so much." Before I could 
reply, she added, "And listen, I know it's more work 
with two kids. I've thought about it, and I'd like to 
pay you double your usual rate. Can you do it?" she 
asked again. I stole a quick look at the boys, who 
stood silently with expressions of eager anticipation 
on their faces. Despite my resolve, I just couldn't 
bring myself to say no in front of them. And then there 
was the prospect of making twice my usual money.

"Um, okay, I guess I can do it," I heard myself mumble. 
I felt a queasy tug in the pit of my stomach.

"Yay!!" the boys chorused.

"Oh, great! I really appreciate it, Vanessa! I have a 
lateish meeting that night, can you come at 9 o'clock? 
It'll be easy, you'll just have to put the boys to 
bed."

"Yes, okay..."

"Okay, see you then. And thanks again," Kitty said 
before they all walked off together.

I continued numbly to my house. "Okay, I'm going there, 
but this time I'm going to lay down the law," I said 
out loud to myself, trying to convince myself of my own 
words. Well, at least the boys had proved that they 
could keep their mouths shut. They had barely spoken or 
looked at me during my interchange with Kitty, who 
still seemed clueless about what had happened. That was 
some consolation.

By the time Saturday evening arrived, I was a nervous 
wreck. I had rehearsed a speech telling the boys that 
there would be no more sex play with them, and I kept 
going over it in my mind. But for some reason, I 
couldn't stop obsessing about what to wear. What does 
it matter, I told myself, it's just a babysitting job. 
You're going to go over there, put the boys to bed, and 
that will be that. 

But still, I just couldn't decide on clothes. Shorts 
and a tank top – too revealing. Sweatpants and a 
slouchy top – too dumpy, and the weather was too hot 
anyway. I tried on about six outfits before finally 
settling on a demure white button-down blouse and a 
grey skirt that went to just above the knee. Pretty, 
but professional, I thought as I looked in the mirror. 
At the last minute, I put on just a bit of makeup. This 
is crazy, I thought, you're not going out on a date! 
But I put on the makeup anyway, convincing myself that 
it wouldn't hurt to look good, it wasn't for the boys, 
really, it was just good practice for when I did go out 
on dates. Yeah, right, like that was likely to happen 
anytime soon!

When I arrived at their house, the boys were already in 
their pajamas. They looked so cute! My eyes 
involuntarily fastened on the fly in the front of 
Jason's loose-fitting summer pj's, which hung open 
slightly. I quickly averted my gaze and looked over at 
Keith, whose shorty-pajamas were getting a little 
small. The thin material clung to him, and I couldn't 
help but notice his little penis clearly outlined 
through his shorts.

". . . and as soon as they've brushed their teeth, they 
should go straight to bed." As Kitty's voice made its 
way into my consciousness, I snapped back to reality. I 
managed to maintain a conversation with her until she 
left a few minutes later.

"We're really glad you could come back," Jason said 
after their mother left. "Wow, you look really nice," 
he added, looking me up and down appreciatively.

"Yes, you look beautiful," Keith added. Though I felt 
myself blush in response to their compliments and 
appreciative looks, I tried to ignore the feelings 
rising up in me. I needed to stay in control tonight.

"All right, time for bed now," I said in the most 
authoritative voice I could muster. "Go brush your 
teeth."

The boys obediently did as I asked, and I followed them 
to their room. 

"Okay, get in bed, time for lights out," I said, 
standing in the doorway.

"Hey, wait a minute! Don't we get a story?" Keith 
protested.

"Yeah, come on, you read us a story last time!" Jason 
chimed in.

I hesitated. "Well, okay, I'll read you one story." 
This was probably the moment for my little speech, but 
I couldn't bring myself to start in just then. I was 
dreading their reaction to it anyway, so I decided to 
put it off. Better to wait and see if it's necessary, I 
told myself. They picked out a book and gave it to me, 
and I sat down in a chair.

"No, read to us like you did before, on the bed," Jason 
insisted.

Well, I thought, I guess there's no harm in that. I'll 
just stop them if they try any funny business. I sat 
between them on Keith's bed. Having both of them 
snuggled up next to me made it hard for me to maintain 
my composure, but they kept their hands to themselves 
as I read to them. 

"Okay, now lights out, boys," I said firmly.

"But aren't you going to give us a tingle first?" Keith 
asked imploringly.

Well, there was no putting it off any further. I took a 
deep breath. "No, I – I can't do that any more." God, I 
was so nervous! I could barely keep my voice steady.

The boys looked at me in disbelief, crestfallen. There 
was a moment of shocked silence.

"I-I'm sorry," I said. That part was not in my 
rehearsed speech. I couldn't even remember what I had 
planned to say next.

"But why?" Jason whined. "What happened?"

"Nothing 'happened,' Jason," I said. "I just don't 
think it's a good idea." 

"But we kept it a secret, like you said! We were really 
good when you met us with mommy, weren't we?"

"Yes, you were very good," I allowed, though I felt 
uncomfortable acknowledging our mutual deception. 

"Then don't you trust us?" Jason continued.

"Yes, I trust you, it's not that," I replied.

"Then why not? Didn't you like giving us tingles?"

"No, that's not it either," I said. "I just don't--"

"See, I told you she liked it!" Jason said, turning to 
his brother.

I opened my mouth to protest, but couldn't think of 
anything to say. I mean, I hadn't exactly admitted to 
them that I had enjoyed playing with their cocks, but 
it seemed pointless to quibble about it now. 

"I don't get it," Jason continued, puzzled. If you 
liked it, and we liked it, then why won't you do it?" 
He looked at me like he was trying to understand some 
strange inexplicable behavior.

For the life of me, I couldn't think of any of the 
arguments I had marshaled so carefully.

"It's... I don't know, it's just wrong," was all I 
could manage.

"But why?"

I let out a long, deep breath. "It's just that, well, 
you're so young, and I don't want to hurt you..."

"But you didn't hurt us!" Keith blurted out. "We liked 
it! It was fun, and it felt really, really good. What's 
wrong with that?"

"I don't know, it's just..." I trailed off. I was 
having trouble thinking clearly. I began again, "I 
mean, I'm supposed to be your babysitter, and 
babysitters don't do that, I mean, at least I've never 
done anything like that before..."

"But you did it so good!" Jason said.

"Really?" I couldn't help asking.

"Oh yeah!" came the boy's animated reply. "It felt so 
good the way you touched us, you gave us such good 
tingles, we really wanted you to do it again tonight!"

"Yes, pleeeze, do it again, it felt so good the way you 
did it," Keith pleaded.

"I-I don't know," I wavered.

"Besides, it's really not fair if you don't," added 
Jason. "After last time, we thought for sure you would 
give us tingles again tonight. Please, do it again just 
this once? After that, if you don't want to, you don't 
ever have to do it again, we won't bother you about 
it." Keith nodded in agreement.

As had happened before, somehow the boys' request now 
seemed quite reasonable. It was understandable that 
they would be expecting me to do them again, and it did 
seem unfair not to give them what they had been so 
looking forward to. I looked at the two cute boys in 
their pj's and remembered how good it felt to have 
their hard little cocks in my hand, the feel of Jason's 
wispy pubic hair, Keith's hairless little balls so warm 
against my palm, the thrill of bringing them both to 
orgasm. I felt the most overpowering desire to touch 
them again. Well, maybe just this once, I thought to 
myself. 

"Okay, just this one time," I sighed. As if from a 
distance, I watched as my arms reached down to the 
front of the boys' pajama bottoms, one hand resting on 
each boy's crotch as they reclined beside me, my 
fingers feeling for their little cocks through the thin 
material of their pajamas. Oh, how badly I had wanted 
to do this again! My whole body began to buzz, my heart 
was beating madly, and I felt as though enveloped in a 
warm cocoon.

"Mmm, oh, yes, Vanessa!" The boys squirmed with 
pleasure at my touch. As I felt their members begin to 
stiffen, my body seemed to float upwards in a wash of 
sensation. I slipped my fingers under the waistband of 
the boys' pajamas, sliding downward until I held a 
warm, rising penis in each hand. Slowly and gently, I 
wrapped my fingers around their erections, reveling in 
the feeling of their hot flesh against my own. Yes, 
this was the pleasure I had been craving all week, to 
feel those hot boyish cocks in my hands again! And now 
I wanted to see their little hardons again; I wanted 
them naked.

"Take off your pajamas," I said breathlessly. The boys 
quickly complied, and soon I was looking down at their 
naked bodies as I leaned back against the headboard. I 
was in heaven as I feasted my eyes on their smooth, 
hairless skin, watching my fingers wrap around their 
penises, stroking them up and down.

"They're so pretty," I murmured.

"Jackie used to call them her little asparaguses," 
Jason said.

I giggled softly, turning towards him. "Yes, they're so 
hard and skinny, but they feel so soft and velvety."

"It feels so good when you rub it like that."

"Mmm..."

I had been looking at Jason so I didn't see Keith reach 
over to touch my breast through my blouse, cupping it 
softly in his hand.

"No, don't," I protested weakly. But this time Keith 
didn't pull away.

"It's not fair," he said. "You get to touch us!" His 
middle finger circled around my nipple, teasing it to 
erection.

"Yeah, and your titties are so pretty and soft," Jason 
added, reaching for my other breast, caressing it 
slowly.

The feeling of the two of them softly teasing and 
caressing my breasts was so lovely, I didn't have the 
will to stop them. Besides, my own hands were occupied, 
and I didn't want to relinquish their cocks to push 
their hands off my boobs. I let them continue to fondle 
me. 

"Mmm, you feel so nice," Keith whispered. He sidled 
closer and began lightly kissing and nibbling my ear, 
while simultaneously rubbing my nipple a little harder. 
It tickled a bit in my ear, but in the nicest, most 
arousing way. I could feel the warmth of his naked body 
through my clothes as he lay against me. A low moan 
escaped my lips. I had tried to suppress it; I still 
didn't want to let on how hot I was getting, but I 
couldn't help it. 

Keith's mouth moved downward, trailing kisses across my 
cheek, toward my mouth, until he finally leaned over me 
to place a long, soft, sweet kiss on my lips. I tried 
to turn my head away, but Keith's mouth was insistent, 
finding my lips again and again until my mouth softened 
and began to respond to his kisses. Slowly, 
deliberately, he planted a long series of firm but 
tender kisses on my mouth, each one acting as a 
battering ram to the last barriers of my resistance. 
Finally, I felt his tongue against my lips, its 
slippery warm wetness pressing forward between my half-
closed teeth. Making a deep noise in my throat, I gave 
in and opened my mouth to accept his tongue. Oh God, I 
thought, my first French kiss, and it's from a nine-
year-old boy! 

But soon all thoughts were swept away by the sensation 
of his tongue against mine, roaming inside my mouth at 
will, his lips now pressing more aggressively, 
hungrily, against mine. He raised himself up more so 
that he lay half on top of me, his slight body pressing 
me into the soft bed. I let go of the boys' cocks, 
closing my eyes and letting myself be carried away by 
the feelings of mouth and hands on my body.

As Keith continued fondling my breast and French-
kissing me, I felt something graze the inside of my 
thigh. I half opened my eyes and glanced down to see 
Jason's hand disappearing up under my skirt. 

I pulled my mouth away from Keith's. "No, Jason, please 
don't," I pleaded.

The boy's only response was to shift over to straddle 
my leg, so that now my body was effectively pinned to 
the bed by Keith above and Jason below. I could feel 
Jason's bare scrotum resting against my calf as he 
positioned himself over me. Keith began kissing me 
again. 

When I felt his fingers pulling gently on my erect 
nipple through my blouse, I let out a little moan, 
allowing his tongue to enter my mouth again. I could 
feel Jason's hand begin traveling up my thigh, tracing 
little circles on my bare skin as he moved upward. God, 
these boys knew how to get a girl hot! I shivered 
slightly thinking about where Jason's hand was headed. 
He was going to touch me 'down there,' and I was doing 
nothing to stop him! 

Meanwhile, I felt Keith undoing the buttons on my 
blouse as he kissed me. I no longer had the will to 
protest; I just lay passively as each button in turn 
was undone, feeling the material loosen around my 
breasts, until my top lay open before him. Keith knelt 
to my side and pulled my bra straps down my arms, 
causing the cups of my bra to fall, exposing most of my 
boobs. Finishing the job, he pulled down on the cups 
until my nipples were exposed to his gaze. Then, taking 
one small breast in each hand, he began caressing them, 
gently squeezing my nipples with each upward movement 
of his fingers. 

The feeling of his hands on my bare breasts and nipples 
was out of this world! Jason's fingers had now reached 
the apex of my thighs, and he began teasing around the 
edge of my panties, caressing the crease between my 
thigh and vulva, making me squirm with anticipation 
before he finally slipped his fingers inside the leg 
band, playing over the fuzz of my mound. No one had 
ever touched me there before! And now I was letting 
this young boy boldly slide his hand inside my panties 
while his brother played with my bare tits!

My body felt as though it were floating upwards, and my 
awareness narrowed so that I was focused almost 
entirely on the exquisite caress-and-tug game that 
Keith was playing with my nipples. I barely noticed it 
when Jason removed his hand from inside my panties. I 
did notice, however, when both his hands slid up under 
my skirt and took hold of either side of my panties. 

No, no, I thought, I can't let them take my panties 
off... but just then Keith's mouth closed around one of 
my nipples, his tongue flicking out against it, and I 
gasped out loud as the most intense electric buzz shot 
through my whole body. Mesmerized, I felt my panties 
being pulled down first over my hips, then my thighs 
and calves, and finally over my ankles and feet.

As Keith continued to suck on one nipple while 
fingering the other, I felt a cool rush of air on my 
wet pussy as Jason flipped up my skirt and began 
running his finger up and down my slit. Oh God, it felt 
so good! Involuntarily, I spread my thighs a bit to 
give his fingers greater access. When he touched my 
clit, I began bucking my hips against his finger. This 
felt so much better than when I did it myself! I felt 
the telltale intensity begin to build in my pussy, and 
I knew I was going to come soon, oh, it felt so good, I 
could really come any second now... 

But then Keith removed his mouth from my nipple and 
raised himself up, kneeling beside me as I reclined 
against the headboard. What is he doing? Why did he 
stop? I wondered vaguely. Before I had a chance to 
think, he had positioned himself so that he was 
straddling my body, his knees resting on either side of 
my torso. His cock was now inches away from my face! It 
was so beautiful up close, so sleek and slender and 
hard. I reached out to touch it, stroking its length, 
wanting to explore every inch of his organ with my 
hands. 

But Keith had other ideas. He pushed his hips forward 
slightly, causing his cock to brush against my face. I 
shivered as I felt its heat against my cheek. Then, 
holding it with one hand, Keith pressed the tip of his 
penis against my lips and held it there. There was 
absolutely no thought involved in what happened next. 
It was, after all, what I really wanted. 

My lips simply parted of their own accord and allowed 
his cock to slip between them. I really don't have 
words to describe what it felt like to have a penis 
enter my mouth for the first time. The slightly rough 
texture of his cock head as it slid across my lips and 
tongue; the salty taste of his skin; the heat of his 
shaft against the wetness of my mouth; it was a thrill 
beyond anything I had ever experienced. 

And God, I felt like such a slut as I let him slide his 
hard cock into my mouth! I mean, he hadn't even asked, 
he had just thrust his penis against my lips, it was 
quite rude of him really, and I had let him push it 
right into my mouth without any resistance or protest, 
and now here I was, half-naked on the bed, sucking on a 
preteen boy's cock, just as I had dreamt of for a week 
now. It was too much for me – with Keith's penis 
filling my mouth and Jason still fingering my clit, I 
came right then and there, and I came hard. I don't 
know how I managed to keep from biting Keith, but 
somehow I did, moaning loudly with my mouth still 
closed around his shaft. 

Keith began thrusting his hips slowly and rhythmically, 
sliding his penis in and out of my mouth. I responded 
hungrily, eagerly taking him in on each thrust, 
reaching around to hold those perfect little ass 
cheeks, feeling the muscles there clench as he fucked 
my mouth. Soon Keith was pumping into me faster, crying 
out in his little high voice, and then holding himself 
deep inside my mouth as he came. I could feel his cock 
spasm against my tongue; it felt so wonderful and sexy 
that I had another little cum along with him.

But I was ready for more, and I knew there was more to 
come (in both senses of the word). I kept my mouth 
closed around Keith's cock until he calmed down a bit 
and was ready to pull out. I looked up at him with a 
big smile, giving his shrinking penis a goodbye kiss. 
Keith said nothing as he looked into my eyes, but the 
expression on his face was priceless -- like the 
proverbial cat that ate the canary.

"Jason?" I murmured lazily, invitingly. Quickly, the 
boys exchanged positions, and in a moment Jason knelt 
astride my body, his rampant cock pointing at my face. 
This time I took charge, holding his penis, caressing 
it with both hands, tousling his downy pubic hair, 
cupping his balls, rubbing his cock against my face, 
smelling it, feeling it, kissing it, and finally (to 
Jason's audible delight) enveloping it in my loving 
mouth. Jason's cock filled my mouth more than Keith's 
had; I could barely get all of it in. I ran my tongue 
over the soft underside of his shaft, pulling my mouth 
back to swipe at the head with my tongue before taking 
it all into my mouth again. 

I loved having his cock in my mouth; I was falling in 
love with cocksucking. I seemed to have an instinctive 
sense of what to do, of how to get him aroused. Jason 
groaned as I sucked my cheeks inward, providing maximum 
wetness and friction with my mouth. I was loving this 
so much, I probably could have come again just from 
sucking Jason's cock, but Keith was proving himself as 
adept with his hands as his brother had been, slowly 
circling my hot button with one finger while his other 
hand caressed and tickled my vulva and inner thighs. 
Jason was thrusting his cock into my mouth now with 
increasing intensity. 

Yes, I thought, do it to me, fuck my face, come in 
me... I brushed my fingers against his scrotum, gently 
cupping his balls in my hands, urging him by my touch 
to climax in my mouth... and climax he did, shoving his 
cock deep into my mouth, nearly pinning my head to the 
headboard of Keith's bed. I felt his cock spasm in my 
mouth, and my hips wildly bucked and twisted, grinding 
my pussy against Keith's fingers as I plunged into the 
most overwhelming orgasm I had ever felt.

Later, I lay happily snuggled between the two boys. I 
was in a state of total euphoria, and all three of us 
were grinning like idiots. 

"Wow, that was so good!" Jason said, shaking his head 
as if in disbelief.

"Yeah, that was amazing!" Keith added.

"No, it's you two who are amazing," I replied, idly 
stroking their naked bodies. "Did Jackie teach you how 
to do all that?"

"Yeah," said Keith proudly. "She showed us everything 
about what a girl likes."

Wondering about what they meant by "everything," I 
asked the boys if they had ever had intercourse with 
Jackie.

"No, she said she was saving it for when she got 
married," Jason informed me. I couldn't believe it! 
With everything she had done with these boys, she was 
still "saving it!" It was all I could do not to laugh 
out loud. 

"Well, she must have been a great teacher," I said.

"So you liked it, what we did?" Keith asked.

I assured them that I had liked it very much.

"So this won't be the last time? We can do it again?"

I responded by reaching down with both hands and 
wrapping my fingers around each of their cocks.

"Well I mean, really, how can I ever resist these cute 
little asparaguses," I said, smiling down at their limp 
little penises. As I gently massaged them, they began 
to stiffen and grow in my hands (ah, the resilience of 
youth!), and I felt a familiar stirring in my pussy. I 
wanted those succulent little cocks in my mouth again.

"Mmm, waking up again so soon, are we? Do they need to 
be sucked some more?" I asked in a tone of low 
invitation.

"Yes, yes, please!"

"Well, then, I guess we'll just have to take care of 
that right away, won't we?" I asked, sliding down to 
kneel on the carpet in front of Jason, who sat up at 
the edge of the bed, looking eagerly down at me. I 
skimmed my hand up and down his warm, stiff penis a few 
times, savoring the anticipation of what was to come, 
knowing that I could just lean forward and take his 
hard thing into my mouth at any moment. But instead I 
took my time, cradling it and caressing it with both 
hands, reaching one hand down to cup his tight little 
testicles, before finally bringing my mouth to the tip 
of his penis. I moved my lips around the head, first 
kissing and rubbing across the sensitive flesh, then 
darting my tongue out as I kissed it, my saliva 
gradually providing lubrication until his cock head was 
slick with my spit and my lips slid easily across his 
little helmet. 

By this time, Jason was keening softly, his hips 
wriggling, trying to push his little hardon into my 
mouth. I relented and let just the head slip in, 
holding my lips tight around the ridge of his glans, 
filling the space that held his penis with my warm 
saliva and holding my mouth still against his hardness. 
This seemed to drive him even wilder, judging by the 
incoherent, throaty sounds he was making. I guess if 
you love what you do, you get good at it quickly. And I 
certainly loved what I was doing! I kept still for a 
few moments longer, holding Jason's hips steady with my 
hands, bathing the head of his cock in a warm pool of 
saliva, knowing that I was sweetly torturing the boy. 
But I didn't intend to torture him for long!

Without warning, I suddenly plunged my mouth fully onto 
his prick. Again, I held my mouth still, soaking up the 
sensation of having my mouth filled with the young 
boy's cock. I could actually feel it pulsing against my 
tongue. Then, ever so slowly, I pulled my lips back 
toward the head, snaking my tongue across the underside 
of his penis as I went. Then slowly forward until his 
cock filled my mouth once again. Nice and slow, back 
and forth, I established a leisurely rhythm, savoring 
each inch of the boy's flesh as it slid in and out of 
my mouth. There were no thoughts in me now, only pure 
delicious sensation that traveled from my mouth out 
through my whole body. My heart pumped faster; my pussy 
tingled and pulsed. 

Keith scooted off the bed and crouched behind me on the 
carpet. My blouse was still unbuttoned, the straps of 
my bra still hung loosely off of my shoulders, almost 
falling off of my exposed breasts. Keith reached up 
under my blouse and unclasped the bra from behind. It 
fell silently to the floor. The boy reached around me, 
cupping a breast in each hand as I sucked on his 
brother's cock. I let out a groan as his expert fingers 
felt for my nipples, gently kneading and twisting them 
as he fondled my breasts. 

I could feel Keith's hardness pressing up against my 
back through the fabric of my blouse. I shrugged out of 
it, allowing Keith to remove it entirely. Now his naked 
erection rubbed up against my bare skin, sending little 
chills up and down my spine. I reached one hand behind 
me to touch Keith's cock. Now I had one penis in my 
mouth, another in my hand, an embarrassment of riches! 
Keith slid one hand down over my belly toward my 
crotch, but my skirt (the lone piece of clothing I 
still had on) was in the way. I let go of Keith's cock 
and hurriedly undid the skirt, letting it drop to the 
floor. I was now completely naked, on my knees, with a 
young boy's cock in my mouth – a perfect situation, as 
far as I was concerned!

Keith slid one hand down to my pussy while his other 
hand continued fondling my breast. His fingers found my 
slit and began working their way up and down, circling 
around my clit. God, I was wet down there! His fingers 
made little squishing sounds as they worked around my 
pussy, and the scent of my own arousal wafted up to my 
nostrils, inflaming me further. I picked up the pace of 
my sucking on Jason's penis, no teasing him now, I 
wanted to feel him come in my mouth again, and soon. 

As he continued to caress my tits and pussy, Keith 
began humping against me, wrapping his thighs around my 
torso, sliding his penis up and down against my bare 
back. I felt the wave of orgasm coming and let it take 
over, hearing Jason's urgent groans mix with my own 
cries of pleasure. Nothing existed save Jason's cock 
twitching in my mouth, the wetness of my pussy against 
Keith's fingers, his hot body against mine, humping me 
like a dog, and then oh, the sweetest explosion within 
me, carrying me out of myself and yet so in my whole 
body, that taste of total bliss that is death and 
heaven all at once.

I held Jason's cock in my mouth until it stopped 
twitching and began to soften. I smiled up at him as I 
let it slide out of my mouth. Meanwhile, Keith was 
still humping on me, his hot little erection rubbing up 
and down my back. I slowly turned around, taking 
Keith's cock in my hands before engulfing it with my 
mouth. God, I felt like I could suck cock all night! 
Keith was already quite aroused; he began fucking my 
mouth right away, and it didn't take long before the 
little boy was coming in my mouth again.

I had never before felt so completely satisfied! I 
hugged the boys to me. "Mmm, that was lovely," I 
murmured.

"You're fantastic," "You're amazing," the boys replied. 
We lay contentedly for a few minutes as we all came 
back down to earth. There was no awkwardness; I just 
felt so comfortable and close to Keith and Jason.

"I guess I should put you boys to bed now," I said at 
length, tousling their hair. The boys helped me gather 
my strewn clothes from the bed and the floor; as I put 
on my panties, I noticed that the front panel was quite 
damp. Jason and Keith climbed into their beds and got 
under the covers as I put my clothes back on. I kissed 
each of them on top of the head and said goodnight.

As I was leaving the room, Keith called out, "Vanessa?"

"Yes, honey?"

"Before we moved, Jackie said we'd find someone like 
you, but we didn't really believe her. We're really 
lucky we found you and... we love you, Vanessa."

I suddenly felt a bit choked up. "I-I think I'm lucky I 
found you, too. You're both very special to me. Now, 
sleep well, boys."

"We will! Goodnight, Vanessa!"

I shut the door behind me. I'd better take a look at 
myself, I'm probably a mess, I thought. Looking in the 
bathroom mirror, things weren't as bad as I had feared. 
My hair was a bit mussed, my clothes were a bit 
rumpled, but I was able to straighten myself out 
without too much trouble. My blouse was pretty 
wrinkled, but I had brought a light sweater with me 
that would cover it up, and Kitty probably wouldn't 
notice anything amiss. As I looked at myself again, I 
saw the most relaxed, contented look on my face. Any 
feelings of remorse seemed to be overwhelmed by the 
pleasure and joy I had just experienced. 

While there was still a part of my mind that was 
telling me what I had done was wrong, it didn't FEEL 
wrong at all. In fact, it felt more right than just 
about anything I had ever done! I felt physically 
fulfilled and loved for the first time, and if it was 
two preteen boys who made me feel that way, so what? 
None of those jerks in my school would have treated me 
with the kind of sensitivity and attentiveness that 
Jason and Keith had, that was for sure. As I thought 
about it, conventional morality seemed deeply flawed 
here. Try as I might, there was no way I could convince 
myself that I had sexually "abused" these boys, any 
more than they had abused me.

As I plopped down in the soft leather chair in the 
living room, I allowed myself to bask in the afterglow 
of what had happened. My entire body was totally 
relaxed and felt suffused as if with a warm light. I 
noticed that my lips and jaw were pretty sore, a 
reminder that I had just given four blowjobs! The 
thought gave me a nasty little thrill between my legs, 
and I let my hand drift downward, slipping it under my 
skirt to casually caress my pussy through my still-damp 
panties. 

I found myself wondering again about Jackie, now that 
it seemed I had taken over her role. Who was she, 
anyway? How had she come to teach the boys so well? I 
felt grateful to her, and wished that I could talk to 
her. She was probably the only person who would 
understand what I was going through. She certainly must 
be an unusual person! So wanton in certain respects, 
and yet the boys said she was saving her virginity for 
marriage! 

I chuckled at the idea. I had never given any thought 
to marriage, and certainly had never considered "saving 
it" for then. It seemed somehow quaint to me. Not that 
I had ever thought about it much, but to me, there 
wasn't that much of a difference between oral sex and 
"doing it." I mean, I had already sucked their cocks, 
so I might as well... 

Let them fuck me? I felt my pussy quiver at the 
thought. Would I dare to let them do it to me? My hand 
found its way into my panties, searching out my virgin 
orifice. I slid one slender finger inside the wet hole. 
Keith's cock wasn't so much bigger than that, I 
thought. It probably wouldn't even hurt to have him put 
it inside me. And it would probably feel a whole lot 
nicer than my finger! I buried my finger inside my 
pussy, my other hand playing across my tits. 

My body squirmed as I imagined the little boy on top of 
me, poking his cute little brown hard-on into my cunt 
while his brother watched, knowing he would be next. 
And knowing I was letting them go where Jackie had 
never let them -- oh, how sweet that would be! I came 
so quickly just thinking about it that it took me by 
surprise. I still didn't know if I would have the nerve 
to do it, but I sure enjoyed fantasizing about it!

Kitty returned home about an hour later to find me 
sitting demurely in the chair, looking for all the 
world like the innocent teenage girl I had been only a 
week earlier. She thanked me effusively again, and when 
she paid me I felt only a slight twinge of guilt. She 
asked if I could come back again next week, to which I 
gladly agreed. Strolling homeward, I felt as though I 
were walking on air, sad only that I would have to wait 
a whole week to see the boys again!

To be continued?

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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.
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