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Authors name: LitlGrrlLuvr (litlgrrlluvr@hotmail.com)
Story title : Babysitting Kylie - 3
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Babysitting Kylie - 3 (MF/ff, inc, ped)
by LitlGrrlLuvr (litlgrrlluvr@hotmail.com)
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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!**
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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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