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Drugged Babysitter
by Dark Dreamer (address withheld)

***

This story is about what happens when a teenage 
babysitter gets into some spiked cola, and incites the 
lust of the couple she's babysitting for. Technically 
this is non-consensual, because of the drugs, (but just 
barely) so if that bothers you don't read on. (MF/f-
teen, ped, 1st, bi, nc, drugs, threesome)

***

Amy felt a little fuzzy headed for some reason. She was 
sort of sleepy, yet at the same time felt a strange 
kind of heat and energy.

She was sitting, slumping really, on the Anderson's 
couch watching MTV on their big screen TV, babysitting 
their rotten kid, Josh, who'd thankfully gone to bed 
without arguing tonight. It wasn't great work but it 
was all the could get that allowed her to study at the 
same time.

Unfortunately, by the time she'd gotten the kid to bed 
and was ready to start studying, her eyes were too 
tired to read. They kept closing every time she read 
through a couple of sentences in her Economics book.

Economics often put her to sleep but not this early.

She turned lengthwise on the couch, resting her head 
against one of the armrests and closing her eyes. She 
sighed and wondered if she should make some coffee.

No, that was silly. She'd already had two glasses of 
cola that evening and was into her third. Cola had 
plenty of caffeine in it.

So why was she falling asleep?

She reached out for her glass, and brought it back to 
herself, then lost her grip and dropped the nearly full 
glass on her chest. She giggled for some reason. Her 
head felt fuzzy and her eyes weren't focusing properly.

She sang a nursery rhyme, but forgot most of the words 
so kept repeating the same line.

She felt herself shaking and wondered if she were sick, 
then she realized that Mister and Mrs. Anderson were 
home, bending over and looking at her, and that Mister 
Anderson was shaking her arm. She giggled at how stupid 
she was not to have known that.

"She's been into the joy juice," Susan Anderson said 
with a snarl.

"Well, how was I to know?" Her husband Jack said.

"I told you to make sure it wasn't in the fridge, you 
dumb bastard. Of course she'd have some. We told her to 
take what she wanted and it looks like cola."

"How much do you think she had?"

"Too much, and it looks like she's spilled it all over 
herself too."

"What do we do?"

"I'll take her upstairs and clean her up. You get rid 
of that shit and clean up the goddamn couch."

Amy heard the conversation, though she didn't make out 
many of the words. She blinked her eyes and sighed, 
feeling good as she snuggled into the couch. But 
something was pulling her up and she realized it was 
Mrs. Anderson.

"Come on, honey, let's go upstairs," she said.

"Huhhmmmm?" Amy groaned.

"Help me up with her," Susan grunted, pulling the girl 
into a sitting position. Jack gripped her other arm and 
the two lifted her to her feet. Susan pulled her arm 
across her shoulders and led her to the stairs as Amy 
tried to sing the nursery rhyme again.

"Check on Josh," Susan called over her shoulder.

"Right."

She half carried the girl up to the master bathroom and 
inside, then sat her down on the closed toilet. Her 
fingers nimbly unfastened the redhead's shirt and 
pulled it over her shoulders. Her bra was soaked 
through as well so Susan removed that.

"You would have to be wearing white," she muttered, 
looking down at the stain on Amy's pants. she undid the 
button, then lifted the girl to her feet and tugged the 
sweatpants down her hips, taking her panties with them. 
She let Amy sit back on the toilet as she took her 
clothes down the hall and shoved them into Jack's arms.

"Josh is fine, he's sound asleep," Jack said.

"Here, wash these," she said, still scowling.

"I'm sorry. I forgot," he shrugged.

She went back into the bathroom to find Amy on her 
feet. The dazed redhead was leaning forward over the 
counter, staring at herself in the mirror. As Susan 
watched her face got closer and closer until her nose 
was almost pressed against the glass. The red headed 
teenager's hands were on the counter to prop her up and 
her legs had spread apart to balance herself better.

Susan caught her breath and groaned weakly. She'd had 
the hots for Amy since she'd first set eyes on the 
willowy young girl last year, attracted by her long, 
coltish legs and her high round breasts, breasts that 
seemed to have grown larger in the intervening months.

She had always been bisexual and she and her husband 
had had many two on ones. They were swingers, and often 
as not she fucked both man and woman when they traded 
partners.

She'd fantasized about seducing Amy but hadn't done 
anything to bring it about, partly because she didn't 
want to risk scaring off a babysitter. Babysitters were 
hard to find, especially good, reliable ones like Amy.

But Jesus! How much temptation was she expected to 
bear? The girl's cunt was sticking out so open and 
exposed. It was so beautiful too, a tiny slit in a soft 
mound with a nice dusting of dark coppery hair. It 
ached to be sucked. The girl's ass was gorgeous too, 
all round and tight and firm looking.

She swallowed and moved up beside the girl, looking at 
her in the mirror. She caught her breath at the 
reflected sight of Amy's breasts. Even leaning over 
they hardly changed position at all, sticking straight 
out from her chest. Her little nipples were hard from 
the cool of the air-conditioned room and it was all 
Susan could do to keep herself from grabbing them and 
starting to suck.

"Hello, Amy," she said. "How are you feeling?"

"I'm naked,," Amy said, sounding confused but not very 
bothered.

"You spilled something on yourself. We put them in the 
washer."

"Oh."

"How do you feel?"

"Okay... I guess." She blinked several times at herself 
in the mirror. Susan's eyes shifted from the girl's 
tits to her ass and pussy and she licked her lips 
anxiously. Amy had thick, straight hair that fell mid-
way down her back. Right now it had fallen forward over 
her shoulders and was partly covering her breasts. 
Susan reached out a tentative hand and brushed back 
some of it, pulling it behind the girl so her breasts 
were exposed completely.

"Should I be naked?" Amy asked in confusion.

"Your clothes are in the washer," Susan reminded her.

"Oh yeah." She paused for a few seconds. "How come your 
clothes aren't in the washer?"

Susan closed her eyes briefly, then opened them and 
looked grimly at the naked teenager. She reached behind 
her and unhooked her dress, then shrugged it forward, 
letting it drop down to the floor. She stepped out of 
it, then quickly removed her bra and panties. Naked, 
she stood behind Amy, her hands going to the girl's 
shoulders, kneading and massaging them.

"That feels nice," Amy sighed.

"You're a very pretty girl, Amy," Susan said, her voice 
husky.

"I know," Amy sighed.

Susan pulled her back upright and turned her around. 
The girl stared at her nakedness without reaction. 
Susan swallowed, then slid her hands into the mass of 
copper colored hair and gazed into the glassy eyes. She 
pulled Amy's face forward and pressed her lips against 
her.

Amy didn't react at first, then began to kiss back, 
perhaps instinctively. Susan dipped her tongue between 
the teenager's lips and slid it around inside her 
mouth. Her hands went around Amy's body and pulled her 
in tightly as her kiss became more hungry. She groaned 
as she felt the girl's firm breasts squash up against 
her own small mammaries.

Her hands slid down onto Amy's buttocks and she 
squeezed them, glorying in the softness and the 
smoothness of the white flesh.

Amy was swaying a little and, as the force and passion 
of Susan's kisses grew, began to pull back in alarm. 
Susan wasn't willing to let her go, tightening her hold 
on the slender teen and stabbing her tongue into her 
mouth.

Amy wriggled against her and Susan shifted her grip, 
her left hand coming up and grabbing a chunk of blond 
hair, her right sliding up and cupping the teenager's 
left breast as she pushed her back against the counter.

"W-wait," Amy gasped. "S-stop!"

Susan couldn't, she was too hot. She kneaded the girl's 
full young breast, her body pressing the redhead 
backwards over the counter, her hand forcing the girl's 
head up and back, holding it in place as her tongue 
shot into her mouth again and again.

Amy's mind was a blurred mass of disarray. She was 
disoriented, not sure what was going on or even where 
she was. She reached behind her, trying to pry the 
woman's hand from her hair, gasping for breath as she 
pulled her mouth free.

Susan bent and slid her lips over Amy's left breast, 
both her hands kneading and squeezing the soft young 
mammaries as she sucked and licked on the nipple. Amy 
shook her head and tried to clear her mind. She saw 
Susan sucking on her nipple and knew she should push 
her away, but the woman's hands and tongue felt good on 
her boobs.

What was going on anyway, she wondered.

Susan slid a hand down to the girl's cunt and squeezed 
it, sighing in happiness at the feel of it. She pressed 
her fingers between the tight little pussy lips and 
rubbed up and down against Amy's clitty.

Amy felt pleasure seeping into her body as she swayed 
there in confusion. She was half sitting on the edge of 
the counter, her legs spread as the older woman licked 
on her nipples and rubbed her pussy. She didn't 
understand why she was naked, or why Susan was naked, 
or what Susan was doing. It felt nice, but somehow she 
knew it was wrong.

Perhaps it was all the dates she'd had the last few 
years where boys had put their hands on her breasts and 
between her legs and she'd shoved them off. Sometimes 
it had felt good too, but she'd still shoved them off. 
Yet for some reason, she hesitated now, though she 
didn't know why.

Mrs. Anderson was a girl, she thought in bewilderment. 
What was she doing anyway?

Her pussy was feeling very hot and her nipples were... 
sooo hard... so hard they ached, so hard they hurt. She 
shoved at the older woman, her hands trying feebly to 
push her away from her aching nipples.

Susan clung tightly to her, her tongue whipping across 
the outraged tit knob, her teeth chewing and gnawing on 
the flesh, her mouth sucking on it. She stroked her 
fingers rapidly across the teenager's clitty, feeling a 
wetness seeping out of the aroused cunt slit.

Amy's nipples stung they were so hard, and her cunt was 
buzzing with an incredibly frustrating itch, all hot 
and wet and uncomfortable. Her body was enveloped in a 
warm haze and she felt herself losing control of her 
muscles. She shoved again at Mrs. Anderson.

"Nooooo," she gasped. "Noooo. S-stop!"

She shoved hard and knocked the woman back against the 
opposite wall. She staggered towards the door to escape 
her but Susan jumped quickly back coming behind her. 
She jammed her hand in under the stumbling red headed 
girl's buttocks and grabbed her pussy, squeezing it 
hard.

Amy cried out, her body hitting the door as she 
staggered under the sudden blow of pleasure and pain. 
She clawed at the door in mindless delirium, her body 
thrumming with crackling electricity. She opened her 
mouth to cry out again but could not gain the breath 
for it.

Susan squeezed again, harder, squeezed over and over 
again, mashing her fingers into the girls' soft, pulpy 
cunt mound. Amy gave a low quivering moan and arched 
her back, grinding her pussy back and down on Susan's 
hand. She threw her head back so far her dark red hair 
brushed against her ass cheeks, and jerked repeatedly 
as she was hammered by bolts of powerful pleasure.

"That's it, little one," Susan purred. "Feel it. Feel 
it. Feel the pleasure. I can do much more for you."

She pressed her body against Amy, her other hand 
sliding around the trembling, shaking redhead and 
sliding down between her legs. She ground her thumb 
down on Amy's clitty as she kneaded her cunt flesh and 
Amy wept in pleasure and ecstasy, her eyes unseeing as 
she jerked her ass back against Susan.

Susan pulled the hapless redhead back from the door and 
opened it, then led her, an arm around her waist, down 
the hall to the master bedroom. She pushed her or 
perhaps let her fall on the bed, then knelt between her 
legs, gripping them and pulling them apart. She stared 
into the moist little cunt opening and licked her lips 
in anticipation, then bent and began to lick.

Amy's breathing evened out and soon she was looking 
down at Susan with the same dazed bewilderment as 
before.

"Wha... what... what are... you doing?" she gulped.

"I'm sucking your hot little pussy," Susan said.

Amy stared at her in surprise, trying to match the 
words with something in her memory. Susan continued to 
lick at her snatch, sliding her tongue against her 
clitty as she slowly wriggled a finger into the fuck 
pipe.

"Oh... oh... Oohhhhhh," the girl moaned.

"That's right baby," Susan whispered.

She pushed her finger deeper, amazed at how tight she 
was. Surely she couldn't be... but she was.. a virgin. 
Susan was amazed. She was sure the girl had been 
fucking before. What was wrong with the boys in her 
school anyway? Were they all idiots?

The door opened and Jack walked in.

"Well, well, well," he said, his eyes widening at the 
sight. He closed the door and moved over to the bed, 
his eyes running over the nubile red headed girl as she 
wriggled on the bed.

"Are you sure you know what you're doing?" he asked.

Susan gave him a sour look, then locked thumb and 
forefinger around Amy's clit and ground them together. 
Amy's wriggling became writhing and her head thrashed 
from side to side as she began to gasp for breath.

"That's not what I meant," he grinned.

"Watch her cum," Susan said, grinding again, stuffing 
two fingers down the girls' slot and pumping rapidly. 
Jack sat down on the edge of the bed and slid a hand 
onto Amy's right breast, rolling the nipple as the 
redhead grunted and moaned and ground her ass into the 
bed.

"Oh! Oh! Oh! OH! Nungh! Ungh! Ungh! Ungh! 
UUuuuunnghhhh!" she groaned, arching her back as her 
body was flooded with sexual ecstasy. Her body bounced 
and shook and heaved as she blew through the orgasmic 
storm, then she fell limp again, panting for breath.

"Very responsive, isn't she?"

"So far," Susan said. She looked up at him and locked 
eyes. "She's a virgin."

He grinned and began undoing his pants. Susan bent over 
the girl's pussy and began licking again.

Amy groaned, her legs shifting on the bed, bare toes 
opening and closing. She raised an arm, then it fell 
back to the bed. She tried to sit up, getting her head 
and shoulders up, but then fell back.

Jack stripped naked as he watched his wife eating out 
the pretty little redhead. He could hardly wait to get 
at that cherry pie and his cock was hardening with 
eager anticipation.

Amy turned her head and saw him, realizing with some 
confusion, that he too was now naked. She saw his cock 
then and giggled, because it looked so funny sticking 
out like that all red and hard.

Anderson crawled into bed and his wife moved out of the 
way as he got between Amy's legs. Amy looked down at 
him and watched as he pressed his hard cockhead against 
her wet fuck entrance. Some spark of realization hit 
her and she tried to wriggle away.

"No! Don't!" she gasped, half turning onto her side and 
trying to crawl away. Susan and Jack both grabbed her, 
pushing her back onto her back. Jack grabbed her leg 
and Susan gripped her flailing arms, pressing them 
down. She pulled her hands up above her head and pushed 
them back against the bed above her.

Amy whimpered in fright, jerking and shaking, writhing 
in their grasp as she tried to pull away from the angry 
looking red organ that was pointing at her sex.

"It's okay now, honey," Jack said soothingly.

"Don't worry, baby, it'll feel so good inside you," 
Susan cooed, stroking Amy's breasts.

"No.! No!" Amy cried, the words triggering more fright. 
That big, ugly thing couldn't go into her. It would 
kill her!

She thrashed desperately but the two adults held her in 
place as Jack pressed his knob against her slit and 
pushed it in. Her oiled pussy lips opened and accepted 
the hard invader and he groaned at how tight she was 
inside.

Amy whimpered in fear, soothed not at all by Susan's 
cooing and whispering. Finally the woman locked her 
lips over Amy's mouth and kissed her hard long and 
deep. Amy's whining was muffled as Jack fed her more 
cock.

He felt an obstruction inside her and cursed in 
happiness, then increased the pressure. Amy's legs 
thrashed on the bed and he grabbed them, lifting them 
and pushing them back, shoving them wide so her knees 
were pressed into the bed on either side of her.

Her ass was raised high and Jack thrust into her, 
smashing through her cherry and burying his tool in her 
tight, sucking fuck-hole.

Amy screamed into Susan's mouth, tears trickling down 
the side of her face as she felt herself impaled on the 
hard thick tool. She shuddered in fear and pain, 
moaning to herself.

Susan pulled her mouth free and licked the tears off.

"All gone, honey," she said. "It won't hurt any more. 
Your cherry is gone and now you can have fun fucking. 
You'll see. It'll feel so good you won't want to stop."

Amy whimpered but didn't stop weeping until the pain 
faded completely. Jack let her legs down, though he 
kept a hold of them, kept them wide as he began to 
slowly pump into the girl's fuck-tunnel. Susan rained 
kisses on Amy's face, then slid her tongue down onto 
her right breast and nipple, slurping and sucking on 
it.

She rubbed and squeezed both nipples, shifting her 
mouth from one to the other as Jack fucked her with 
steadily increasing speed and force. Soon Amy was 
sighing in pleasure again, the pain totally forgotten 
as her body responded to its first fuck.

She mewled in helpless pleasure, and Susan backed away, 
letting Jack fall onto the girl, letting her feel a 
man's body on her for the first time. He kissed her, 
his tongue sliding through her lips as his hands 
kneaded her breasts. He slid both hands down under her 
to cup her ass, then fucked steadily, harder and 
harder.

Amy grunted and moaned, gasping and whimpering in 
pleasure. Jack's cock drove into her with hard thrusts, 
making her gasp with each stroke. Her legs jerked and 
flopped on the bed as she tentatively brought her arms 
around him and started kissing him back.

She came, jerking and shaking and babbling 
incoherently, her body heaving and wriggling as it was 
torn by a deep shattering climax. Her cunt spasmed 
around Jack's cock and almost made him cum, but by a 
superhuman effort he held back.

Amy groaned and went limp again. Susan laughed and ran 
her fingers through the soft red hair.

"Wasn't that nice?" she whispered.

She watched as her husband fucked the girl, then tapped 
his shoulder, motioning him back. He pulled back up 
onto his knees, his cock still sliding in and out of 
the moaning girl. Susan threw her leg across Amy's head 
and straddled her face, then lowered her snatch.

She felt the girl's face against her cunt, then Amy's 
hands on her buttocks as the redhead tried to push her 
off.

"Suck me, Amy," she said. "Suck my pussy. Suck me just 
like I sucked you. Remember how I licked you? Remember 
how I pushed my tongue on your clitty? Lick me, Amy. 
Lick me!"

Amy's mind could remember very little, but she did 
remember how the woman had wriggled her tongue around 
against her sex, and staring at the brown fringed slit 
an inch from her face she tried to decide what to do. 
Susan lowered her face onto Amy's mouth and the redhead 
pushed her tongue out, sticking it through the tight 
lips.

"Yessssssds! Lick it! Lick it!" Susan gasped.

Surprised, Amy began to lick on the slit, pushing it 
inside as much as she could and running it up and down 
between the cunt lips. She didn't have much technique, 
but she made up for it with enthusiasm. She couldn't 
see Susan's face but could hear her groaning in 
happiness, urging her on, telling her she was doing 
right. Amy liked to make people happy and licked 
faster.

Remembering about how good it had felt when Susan had 
licked her clitty, she searched for it then began to 
concentrate her attention there. Susan groaned in 
pleasure, her hands going down onto Amy's fat breasts 
and squeezing them.

She and Jack both leaned forward and kissed 
passionately. Jack bucked his hips forward faster, 
turned on beyond all control by the sight of his wife 
riding the red-headed teen's face. He threw his cock 
into the redhead with wild abandon, twirling tongues 
with Susan.

He blew his wad inside the tight pussy just as Amy 
began to bounce up and down again. He continued to 
pump, his finger going down and rubbing her clitty as 
he rammed his cock into her guts. Amy made wild noises 
down between Susan's lips but kept licking. Seconds 
later Susan came as well, rocking back and forth on 
Amy's face as her eyes rolled up and her back arched in 
pleasure.

Hours passed. They changed positions rapidly, and 
somehow the multiple orgasms sobered the girl up, 
probably by sweating and draining the drug from her 
system. Yet as she became more coherent, more rational, 
she made no effort to escape the lustful couplings the 
other two were performing with her.

She learned how to suck cocks, and even deep throat 
them. She learned how to expertly suck pussy. Susan 
fist fucked her to an orgasm so powerful she lost 
consciousness.

When she woke, she was on her belly. Susan knelt beside 
her holding her hand. She felt Jack's hands on the 
small of her back and felt a strange fullness in her 
ass, realizing after some puzzlement, that he had his 
cock buried in her rectum.

She felt terribly embarrassed at that but her 
embarrassment soon gave way to delight as Jack pounded 
his cock up her ass with furious strokes that dragged 
her into yet another orgasm.

It was not a night she ever would have wished upon 
herself, or even her worst enemy, yet it was not a 
night she would ever forget, or would ever want to.

END

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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