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The Babysitter
by Lake Zuric (lakezuric1212@hotmail.com)

***

Marissa takes a job sitting a young boy while his 
parents go out for the evening. However, when she 
catches him looking at a dirty magazine, Marissa 
decides to show him the real thing. (f-teen/b, ped, 
exh, 1st)

***

Well, it seems to me there aren’t a great many storied 
on here about younger boys with older females, unless 
that female is the boy’s mother, aunt, etc. Never 
having been a huge fan of incest, I thought I’d correct 
this with a story of my own, involving a 16 year-old 
girl, and a pre-teen boy. Having once been a pre-teen 
boy, you can look at this as what I wish might have 
happened. Feed back is welcome and encouraged, as it 
may lead to me writing more of these. And do let me 
know if, and how well, I pulled off writing first 
person from a female POV.



Of all my sexual experiences when I was a teenager, one 
stands out both because of its strangeness and its 
intensity. Though I'd lost my virginity my freshmen 
year of high school, to my then-boyfriend, and had had 
sex a few times since then, this time was still unique.

It was the summer I was sixteen. I was actually pretty 
good looking then, though I didn't really realize it. 
Because I was a little heavy I undersold myself, not 
realizing that boys were more likely to notice my curvy 
hips, and large breasts, then the fact I was a little 
over-weight. At five seven, I had a full hour-glass 
figure, with wide hips and d-cup breasts. My dark hair 
was shoulder length, and I usually styled it up. Still, 
I chose to see the glass as half-empty, and while I 
didn't think of my self as "ugly" or "fat" I did think 
of myself as "pretty" or "slender" either.

That summer I was busy. Between summer school, and my 
ECs, I found time to make money baby-sitting. I first 
did it for friends of my parents, but word of mouth 
about me spread, and soon I was working for friends of 
friends of friends, and so on. It was one Friday night, 
while watching the eleven year old son that it 
happened.

I got over to the house around 7:00, and was greeted by 
Mrs. Leinden who had asked me to sit while she and her 
husband went out to dinner with friends. On the phone 
she told me it was going to be a long night, till at 
least 1:00, she said she knew how late that was, but 
could pay fifty dollars for the night. Not telling her 
this was more then ten more then what I usually charged 
for that time, I said it would be no problem staying to 
1:00.

"Hi Marissa" Mrs. Leinden said to me. She was dressed 
to kill, in a black evening dress that displayed her 
womanly attributes in such a way that I felt like a 
skinny little girl next to her. "We're just about ready 
to leave" she said, as she ushered me inside "Dilion, 
come in here and say hi to your sitter, Marissa." A boy 
of about eleven, with sandy blond hair came in and said 
'hi' in a very unenthusiastic voice. "I left money for 
pizza on the kitchen counter, help yourself to the 
fridge. You already have my cell number, so you can 
call it if you need to get us. I think that's about it" 
Mrs. Leinden said with a smile. "Paul, the sitter's 
here, let's hurry and get going" she called up the 
stairs. 

Mr. Leinden came down the stairway, dressed in a dark 
blue suit. He was fiddling with the cuff of his shirt 
that stuck out from under the sleeve of his jacket as 
he walked. "Damn thing came undone again" he said to 
his wife. "Work on it in the car honey" she told him, 
I'll drive. "No, its okay" he said with a dismissive 
brush of his wrist as he pulled the jacket sleeve back 
down.

A few minutes later the Leinden's were gone, and I 
settled in. Dilion had gone up to his room, and I was 
left watching TV in the family room by myself. Around 
7:30 I decided to call the pizza place. I called up the 
stairs to Dilion to come down and tell me what he 
wanted on it. He just yelled back pepperoni, so I went 
back and dialed the number. I ordered a large pizza 
with half pepperoni, half olives and mushrooms (I'd 
been trying to eat vegetarian for the past half year or 
so), and then went back to watch TV while I waited for 
the delivery man.

A while later I saw the delivery car pull up outside. I 
went to the door, and opened to greet the pizza guy 
before he even had a chance to ring the door bell. I 
paid him with the money from the kitchen and told him 
to keep the change, then took the pizza and closed the 
door. I called up the stairs for Dilion, and went into 
the kitchen to put the pizza down. When I didn't see 
Dilion, or hear him on the stairs, I decided to go look 
for him, rather then keep shouting like a savage.

I walked up the stairs, and went to the room I assumed 
was Dilion's. The door was part way open, so I looked 
in, but he wasn't there. Still it differently was a 
room lived in by a male child, so I knew I had the 
right place. I turned around and wondered down the 
hall. Maybe they had a study or something with a 
computer up here. As I went to look, I passed by the 
door to the Leinden's bed room, and thought I sensed 
movement from inside. 

Opening the door, I found Dilion. He was sitting on the 
floor by his parents bed, with his back turned to me. I 
walked closer, until I could see over his shoulder. 
Open on the floor in front of him as a porno magazine. 
It looked like a pretty tame one -the women on the open 
page was showing just a little more then she would have 
in Playboy, and even though the shot was centered on 
her cunt, the modal had her legs discretely close 
together, so you didn't see too much. Dilion was 
staring at the magazine as if in a trance. For a 
second, I thought about backing out, and closing the 
door, and acting as if I hadn't seen anything, when 
Dilion suddenly sensed my presence, and whirled around. 
He cried out in surprise and bolted back, but didn't 
have anywhere to go.

"How... How long were you there?" he asked 
breathlessly, his eyes filled with terror.

"Just a few seconds," I said

"You're not going to tell my mom, are you?" he asked

"Um..." I said, not knowing my answer. I guess it was 
what I was supposed to do, but the thought of telling 
her was almost as embarrassing to me as to him.

"Please don't" he pleaded "I'd be grounded for the rest 
of the summer. You can't tell her, please..." Dilion 
said frantically. He was almost to tears, and I 
suddenly felt very sorry for him. I got down on my 
knees by where he sat on the floor, and reached out to 
pat his arm reassuringly.

"Its okay Dilion, I won't tell her. It'd be almost as 
embracing for me as for you, and it's not like you did 
anything really wrong."

"But you caught me looking at..." Dilion started, 
almost unwilling to believe he was off the hook.

"Its okay if you like looking at naked girls" I said. 
"Most boys do. That's why the make magazines like 
that."

There was a pause, and we both sat there. I looked down 
at the magazine, still open on the floor. The woman 
really was a looker, with long red hair, and large 
breasts with pert nipples. I looked back at Dilion. "I 
guess you really like to look at these pictures, huh?" 
I asked, almost with out thinking.

"Um, yeah," he said. "Usually I look at them when my 
parents go out, and I don't have a sitter. I only have 
one tonight because they're going to be gone so late. 
Since you were downstairs, I figured it'd be okay, and 
I'd hear you coming up the stairs but I guess I was 
wrong."

"Uhhuh," I said, and there was another short moment of 
silence. As we sat there, and I looked back at the 
girl, I thought flashed in my mind that caused my 
stomach to tighten. I debated it for a second, but 
before I could talk myself out of it, I spoke.

"Dilion?" I asked hesitantly "Have you ever seen a real 
naked girl?"

There was a long second of silence, before Dilion said, 
"Not really." Now the tightness in my stomach moved 
lower, as I asked "Would you like too?"

"Sure," Dilion said. "But I don't know any girls who 
would let me."

"How about if I let you?" I asked, the feeling inside 
me growing. Dilion gulped "Okay"

Unsure about what I was about to do, I stood up. With 
both hands, I gripped the button of my T-shirt, and 
pulled it off, revealing my bra-clad breasts to Dilion. 
He gasped slightly, and I noticed now a small bulge in 
his shorts. I smiled slightly, and reached down, and 
undid my belt. I unbuttoned the fly of my jeans, and 
slid them down over my curvy hips, down my legs, and 
let them drop to my ankles. I stepped out of the jeans, 
and was now clad only in my bra and panties. I did a 
slow 360-turn to let Dilion take all of me in. 

"What do you think?" I asked him with a husky smile.

"You're pretty," he said breathlessly

"Thank you Dilion" I said. "Now, do you want to see the 
rest?"

Dilion only nodded his head. Reaching behind myself, I 
undid my bra, and pulled it off. My large breasts 
bounced free, and I arched my back to push them out 
more prominently. My pointy nipples with their large 
areolas hardened at the cool room air, and my own 
excitement. Displaying myself like this was getting me 
hot!

For his part, Dilion was speechless. Here now was the 
flesh-and-blood reality of his magazine fantasies.

"What do you think of my boobs?" I asked Dilion, my 
voice surprisingly low

"I... I love them," he said. 

I took one of my tits in my right hand, and squeezed it 
gently. "Would you like to touch them?" I asked Dilion 
nodded yes, and stood up. He reached out tentatively, 
and I released my boob to guide his hand to it with 
mine. His hand rested on my breast, and he touched it, 
exploring its texture. After a few seconds of this, he 
squeezed it, harder then I expected him to, though not 
to the point of being painful. 

"Careful," I quietly told him. "Do it gently."

He relaxed his grip a little and kneaded my tit. I 
sighed.

"Does it feel good if someone touches them?" he asked.

"Oh, yeah, it does," I said with another sigh. 
"Especially if someone rubs my nipples that feels 
really great." 

With that, Dilion moved his fingers to my nipple, and 
softly rubbed it and the surrounding area. Even though 
I expected the touch, the pleasure caught me off guard. 
I shuddered slightly, and there was a sudden increase 
in the wetness of my pussy. I had just gone from moist, 
to wet, and I hoped I wouldn't soak through my 
underwear. Dilion, picking up on my feelings, stopped.

"Did that feel good?" he asked inquisitively. "Yeah, it 
did," I told him. Encouraged, he rubbed more, and 
brought his other hand up to knead my other breast. 
After a few more seconds, I gently stopped him.

"Sit down on the bed" I told him, "I've got more to 
show you."

Dilion obediently sat on the edge of the bad, and I 
turned to face him. Smiling widely, now comfortable 
with what I was doing, I hooked my fingers in the 
elastic waist band of my panties, and pulled them down, 
across my hips, and bent over to bring them down to my 
legs, stepping out of them, I straightened back up, and 
Dilion was treated to his first real-life view of what 
lay between a girl's legs. 

"What do you think?" I asked him with a wink. Dilion 
just stared with his mouth half open.

My pussy was shaved, so everything was clearly visible, 
much more so then on the magazine women. My outer labia 
were fleshy, and concealed my smaller inner lips. There 
was a thin dark line between my thick outer lips that 
opened up at the top to form a small oval indentation 
over my clitoris. All and all, my cunt looked very much 
like a girl of the same age as Dilion.

"Have you ever seen a real girl's pussy before?" I 
asked him.

"Na--No..." he stammered.

"Anything you want to know about it?" I asked him.

"What's the clit?" he asked with out hesitation.

I smiled. "Well, that's a very good question," I told 
him, feeling very much like some scandalous school 
teacher. "A girl's clit or clitoris is the most 
sensitive part of her body. It's a little hard to find, 
but if you look right about... here," I said indicating 
the indent at the top of my slit "You can kind of see 
it. If you touch it, it can make a girl go crazy. Want 
to try?"

Dilion nodded. 

"Okay" I said moving closer to him. "Just put the tip 
of your finger right here at the top of my slit." 

Dilion reached out, and with his index finger, pushed 
into the folds of my skin surround the little indent, 
and he pressed on my clit. My body shook. Dilion was 
surprised, but sensed I was alright, and began to move 
his finger a little, rubbing. The stimulation was 
wonderful, but soon got to be too much, so I gently 
removed his hand from my throbbing clitoris.

"Okay Dilion, that was great. Do you have any other 
questions about my pussy?"

"What does it look like spread open?" he asked.

The question caught me off guard, and again my cunt 
flooded.

"Well" I said with shaking knees. "How about if I lay 
down on the bed and you can find out for yourself?"

With out waiting for his answer, I got up on the bed, 
and laid flat on my back. Spreading my legs slightly, I 
invited Dilion between them. 

"Just use both hands, and pull it apart" I told him. I 
felt Dilion move into position and could feel how close 
he was to my pussy. Then I felt the touch of his 
fingers on my labia, as he spread them apart, exposing 
my pink, wet insides. I could feel the cool air on my 
exposed inner lips, and still throbbing clit. I could 
feel it even more so at the markedly wet mouth of my 
vagina, which was dripping with juices.

"It's all wet," Dilion said still holding my cunt open 
"Is that normal?" 

"Normally it's just a little moist," I told him "But 
when a girl gets excited her body makes fluid in her 
pussy to make everything wet and slippery."

"Why's it do that?" he asked. 

"It's to make it so a man can put his penis inside the 
girl's vagina," I said. 

"Oh!" Dilion said, and there was a long pause as I felt 
his gaze on the mouth of my vagina.

"Marissa?" he asked suddenly breaking the quiet.

"What," I said, craning my head up, so I could see his 
face between my legs. "Could I try, you know, putting 
my thing inside you?" he asked blushing.

The question set my whole body on fire. The tightness 
in my stomach that had been there since this had 
started surged. I thought about what he was asking, for 
the longest minute of my life. And then finally I 
spoke.

"Sure," I told him.

"What am I supposed to do?" Dilion asked sheepishly 
"First, take of your clothes." I told him. He did so, 
and as he undressed I got my first look at his cock. It 
wasn't very big of course, only a little over four 
inches, fully hard, but it was still arousing to me. I 
thought of everything I'd like to do with it. I'd like 
to suck on it, and then have Dilion rub it between my 
boobs, but I knew that would be too much. It would be a 
miracle if he didn't come as soon as his head touched 
my love-tunnel.

Once fully naked, I told Dilion to get between my legs, 
and climb up on top of me and lay down. He did so, and 
I felt the light weight of his boyish frame pressing 
against me. I liked the way it pressed against my 
breasts, pushing them down, but not as much as a boy my 
age. His cock was level with my pussy and I felt the 
base rub against my mons, and right over my clit. I 
reached my mouth up to his, and kissed him. Softly at 
first, but with more passion as Dilion responded, and 
soon I slipped my tongue into his mouth. He 
reciprocated, and we were exchanging deep French 
kisses. Finally I broke the kiss, and told him it was 
time.

"Move your cock so it slides along my pussy," I told 
him. He did so, and I told him to thrust. His first 
thrust moved the length of my slit, and made my moan. 
The second hit my clit, hard, making my cry out louder. 
On the third, the head of Dilion's cock caught in my 
entrance, and I told him to push.

Dilion did, and I felt my vaginal walls make way for 
one, then two, then three, then four inches of Dilion's 
cock. Fully inside me, he froze. I could tell by his 
face the sensation was beyond anything he'd ever 
dreamed. As for me, while I was barely more filled then 
if I was being fingered, the naughtiness of what I was 
doing aroused me as much as if I was filled completely. 
I continued to lubricate, and my juices leaked out 
around Dilion's cock.

"Move in and out of me," I told him. "Over and over."

He started to do so, bouncing on top of me, and I felt 
the short stabs each time he rammed back into me. It 
was a strange feeling, because each time he pulled 
halfway out of my vagina, I barely noticed he was gone. 
But when he suddenly pressed back in, it almost seemed 
to double the pleasure. I wasn't sure I would be able 
to cum, at least not before he did, but this felt 
unlike anything else I'd felt during sex. Moaning my 
pleasure, I urged Dilion on.

Dilion kept up his motion inside me, and I felt the 
start of a climax building in my cunt. The tight 
feeling in my stomach now moved down, and held at the 
mouth of my womb. I loved this feeling, as it always 
meant an incredible orgasm. 

Bouncing faster, Dilion speed up inside me, and I felt 
him start to tense. I knew if I didn't cum soon, he 
would, and I wanted to cum with him inside me so bad. 
He's cock slid in and out of my cunt, and the juices 
surrounding it made sucking sounds with each thrust. 
The bouncing of his body mashed my boobs, causing extra 
stimulation. I moved Dilion's hands from beside me, to 
the sides of my tits, so that he could message the 
parts of my breasts not being ground against his chest. 
He rubbed his hands over my tits, and squeezing and 
kneading them, causing me to shudder.

Dilion's body was tense, and I knew he was moments away 
from what might be his first every orgasm. I wanted to 
cum so bad, and I knew it would have to be soon, if at 
all. Wrapped up in my arousal, I couldn't resist 
talking dirty.

"Ohh, do you like it? Do you like my pussy? How's my 
pussy feel, huh? How's it feel putting your cock in my 
pussy?"

"I... I... like it..." Dilion breathlessly replied.

"Oh yeah? You like my wet pussy? I'm so wet, God, it 
feels so good!"

Dilion's bouncing reached a fever pitch, and I felt the 
tightness inside my belly grow, getting almost painful. 
I moaned loudly.

"Ohhh, fuck your babysitter," I said. "Oh god, it feels 
so good OOH! God, make me cum, make your babysitter 
cum!"

This seemed to make Dilion move faster, fucking me 
harder and, it seemed, even deeper then he had been 
before. His pubic bone mashed the top of my cunt, 
rubbing against my clitoris. I felt that felling deep 
inside me burst out, and I was cumming. My cunt filled 
with pleasure and my vagina spasmed, frantically 
massaging Dilion's cock with its rippling walls.

"Ohhhh Goddd!" I cried as my orgasm poured out of my 
pussy and through my body in waves. As I was still 
cumming, I felt Dilion go completely tense, and his 
cock shake inside me. A small burst of fluid left it 
and it mixed inside me with my own juices. He 
collapsed; limp, on top of me, just as my orgasm began 
to subside.

Dilion pulled his twitching cock out of my vagina, 
grasping it as if in pain. It was red, and wet, and he 
rubbed it, as if it itched. I knew the feeling, and I 
softly massaged my cunt, basking in the after glow of 
one of my all time best orgasms.

"Thanks" Dilion finally said, and he started to get 
dressed. I did too, and just had put my top back on, as 
Dilion, now fully clothed again put away the magazines.

"The reason I came up here was to tell you dinner was 
here," I said. 

"Oh!" Dilion said, and we both laughed.

We went down stairs and eat now-cold pizza, but it 
tasted great anyway. After that we both watched TV 
until bed time, at which point Dilion went up stairs, 
laving me along in the family room. A few hours later, 
the Leinden's got home.

"How was your evening?" I asked them.

"It was great," said Mrs. Leinden "How were things 
here?"

"Oh, they were fine" I said, getting up, and walking 
over to her "Dilion and me watched TV until bed time, 
and that was about it.

"Good to hear" Mrs. Leinden said, "Paul will talk you 
home and pay you. Do you think you'll be able to do 
this again sometime if we need a sitter?" she asked.

"Sure, I think that could work," I said with a smile.


END 

Comments: lakezuric1212@hotmail.com

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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 system.
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