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Two Baby Sitters
By SexySailor (address withheld)
***
Jesus Christ, I thought to myself while hanging up the
phone. Bad enough that I was having fantasies about
making love to a fifteen year old or two. Now it seems
she's coming-on to me when her parents were in hearing
range. (M/ff-teens, ped, 1st, oral, cons)
***
Chapter 1: Temptation
As often happens when my daughter visits with me during
the holidays and summer. I need to use the services of
one of the neighborhood girls to baby-sit for an
evening. There are four that I use, rotating them so
they all get a chance to make some money. Not that the
job is difficult.
My daughter Jamie, at 5, is a very healthy, bright girl
who has never been a problem in terms of being fresh or
listening to orders or advice. Traits she obviously did
not inherit from the maternal side of the family.
Nothing is worse than having an ex-wife that's a career
woman who makes a six figure salary who is an only child
of parents who are worth several million with a mother
that runs her life. Whenever she gets bored or hasn't
been able to stick it to anyone recently she just calls
up her lawyer with some lie and I'm out another $1,000
dollars in legal fees.
With someone like that I have to have a top notch
lawyer, or the courts and/or family services will walk
all over you regardless of how good a father you are.
After a while you learn to just make like a duck and let
it roll off your back.
While I was taking a stroll in the neighborhood to pick
up my daughter at her friend's house I spotted Tammy,
the girl whose turn it was to call to baby-sit Jamie.
She was out riding her bike with one of her friends.
Someone who I didn't know but had seen around with her
on several occasions. I figured I would go ahead and ask
Tammy now about the job instead of waiting to get home
and call her mother since I would probably end up
missing them.
While waving my hand to get their attention and have
them ride over to me, I couldn't but help notice how
much she had changed over the winter. In cold climates
like where I live, you can never guess what kind of
shape or figure someone has with all the winter clothes
people wear.
On this nice spring day she had on some kind of spandex
type riding or exercise shorts with body suite top of
similar material. Man, do I every like seeing women with
nice figures wearing stuff like that. It does wonders
for showing off their figures.
As they rode closer it became obvious that she and her
friend had both developed some curves of their own since
last summer. Late summer the prior year had been the
last time I had seen Tammy, at the beach near the town
we live in. At fourteen, she was obviously a late
developer. While in good shape from her bicycle riding,
swimming and other activities, she had not developed any
of the curves (breasts, hips, buttocks) that drive many
man crazy with lust - at least in their minds.
Now, eight months later, curves were definitely
developing in all the right places. Tammy was about 5'
with a fine boned frame. Her friend was a little taller
and stockier in build, with plenty of curves in all the
right places. She wasn't fat at all, just a solid, big
boned girl. As they got closer I could just barely see
in their partially unzipped shells the outlines of their
breasts. Tammy's were fairly small and conical, just
beginning to swell, but I could notice her nipples
pointing proudly through the fabric. On the other hand
it was obvious that her friend had a very well developed
bust, I would guess at least a 36 C, not bad for a young
lady of fourteen or fifteen.
Dismounting after they came to a stop, I got better
views of both of their bodies. Geez, I thought to
myself, there must be a couple of lucky boys checking
out that topography. Slapping some sense into myself, I
changed thoughts and got into the typical routine.
Exchanging hello's, introductions with her friend
Christina, etc.
When I asked Tammy about baby-sitting the next night,
she said that she would love to, but she was also
planning on having Christina sleep over. This
complicated things some as I had been planning on having
Tammy sleep over since I wouldn't be coming back until
late, probably almost midnight.
This is something I did on occasion and was usually not
a problem since the girls were all old enough and their
homes were nearby, all in the same neighborhood. As I
explained the situation to Tammy, she said she would
check with her mother but it shouldn't be a problem. I
told Christina she was welcome to stay over also and
that her parents could come over to meet me if they
wanted.
Christina responded with much enthusiasm that she would
love to and didn't think it would be a problem. She said
Tammy had told her all about my house and how neat she
thought I was.
Needless to say, Tammy's skin tone shifted quite a bit
into the red light spectrum. I wasn't too surprised
about that statement though. Being a single guy, in my
mid 30's, not bad looking, really easy going and nice to
the kids I suspected that some of the neighborhood girls
had crushes on me. One of the parents even mentioned
that one time, but I just brushed it off. Didn't we all,
as boys and girls, have that when we were growing into
puberty?
At any rate I played it cool and pretended not to notice
the "how neat I was" part to make things less
embarrassing for Tammy. I gave Christina one of my cards
to take home to her parents so they could call me about
any plans they would want to make.
We chatted a few more minutes. They talked about their
school and homework. I thought I would kid them a
little. So I asked them how could they have time for
school and homework. Tammy responded with a quizzical
look on her face. Knowing what I said next would
definitely bring on the blushes, I came back with "Two
beautiful young women like you must have half the boys
in school chasing after you!"
As expected both blushed quite a bit, their pretty faces
taking a nice ruddy glow, while looking at the ground
and shuffling their feet a little. Looking at both of
them I realized that, while different in appearance,
they were both very pretty - definitely budding
beauties. Chuckling aloud to ease their embarrassment, I
said, "Just kidding." Tammy responded, looking at me
directly into my eyes, "Jim, we don't have any
boyfriends" a pause and then "yet."
Christina, also looking at me directly, nodded an
affirmative. Though I was taken aback by the forwardness
of their responses, I wrote it off.
After exchanging a few more pleasantries, we parted
ways. Me, continuing my walk to gather up Jamie who was
at a friend's house. Tammy and Christina left walking
their bikes. I couldn't resist turning to take another
look after a few strides and was surpassed to see them
looking at me. After their catching me looking at them,
they whispered something to each other. Giggling they
continued on, but, I swear, they definitely added a bit
more hip swing to their gait.
Turning to move on I couldn't keep the mental pictures
of them out of my mind. Bright smiles. Very sensual,
flushing faces. Their direct, challenging looks at me.
Great curves. That great swing in their hips. They
weren't budding beauties thinking to myself, more likely
budding sex pots.
Get a grip, Jim, my man, I thought to myself. Not only
would your neighbors lynch you and your loving ex-wife
have your genitals bronzed, some big buck in the state
prison would love to have your virgin butt as some
"cushion for the pushin'."
Besides, they probably think I some old fart grown up
who's not "cool" or whatever term they use today.
Continuing on, I stopped off to pickup my little ball of
fire and go home to fix dinner. After dinner, while
Jamie was in her bath, I got a call from Christina's
parents.
Apparently they had heard about me from Tammy's mother
(she's divorced and we've gone out a couple of times)
and did not have a problem with their daughter spending
the night. We made plans for them to come over about
four in the afternoon to meet me and drop off Christina.
I said they could stay for a cup of tea, but they
declined saying they were going to take advantage of
having the evening free.
After we finished, Christina got on the phone. She was
gushing about how excited she was to come over and could
she bring some of her own computer games. I said no
problem and we signed off, but not before she gave me a
very soft "I can't wait until tomorrow. Sweet dreams."
Jesus Christ, I thought to myself while hanging up the
phone. Bad enough that I was having fantasies about
making love to a fifteen year old or two. Now it seems
she's coming-on to me when her parents were in hearing
range. I was quickly brought to reality by a high-
pitched "Daddy do I have any soap left in my hair."
Going upstairs, I verified that everything was
copacetic. Jamie got out of the tub, dried off and into
her nightgown. After a tooth brushing session, we went
downstairs to watch some TV. We usually watch some
nature or science show, as I am bent on keeping out the
video junk like cartoons or the unbelievably stupid
sitcom's that prevail the airwaves these days.
While she was engrossed in a show on ancient Egypt and
mummies, I called Tammy's house to round out the plans.
Her mother, Sally, answered the phone. After ritual
hellos, how are things going, etc. she said it was no
problem for Tammy to spend the night. However, she was
concerned that having both the girls spend the night
might be an inconvenience.
Responding, I said, "Sally, it's no problem. Your know
I'm really easy going about things so having an extra
mouth to feed isn't a problem." But thinking to myself,
"Man, what an opportunity." After covering a few other
details, Sally said that Tammy was coming over with
Christina and her parents. Also, Tammy wanted to talk to
me.
Tammy and I chatted a bit about baby-sitting details and
then I breached the question, "How much are your
charging these days?"
"Six dollars an hour," was Tammy's response. Then she
added, "Remember that you're getting two for the price
of one."
I wouldn't touch that comment with a pole of any length.
"Well, sounds like your learning your lessons about
supply and demand," but thinking to myself she might be
a budding sex pot, but she's definitely a budding
capitalist.
After a few other details we signed off, but not before
I heard a "Christina and I are VERY excited about
tomorrow. Sweet dreams."
Jamie and I watched TV for another hour. By then it was
nine in the evening and bed time for her. We went up
and, after a couple of stories, I tucked her in for the
night. I thought to myself, finally I can go to the
bathroom and relieve this rather strong urge I had since
seeing Tammy and her friend this afternoon. However,
before I had taken three steps from my daughter's
bedroom, the phone rang.
"Murphy's law" was all I could think. Answering it, I
ended up making calls and talking to people about
tomorrow's evening meeting of computer consultants until
11:30 PM. The meeting was a regular monthly networking
type of thing and is important as I'm an independent
consultant. By then I was exhausted and too tired to
even think about masturbating for some relief.
As I was getting ready for bed I kept thinking to
myself, why in the world can't I meet a halfway decent
looking, reasonable, rational woman for a relationship.
It seems everyone I meet or am introduced to ends up
giving me hallucinogenic visions of my ex's, wife and
mother-in-law that is. I'm sitting at dinner or having a
drink somewhere.
The conversations seems to be going well, a few laughs,
and so on. Then, almost as sure as death and taxes,
there seems to develop a one way conversation from her
about how I need to be doing things a certain way. This
could be on any aspect of my life. In no time I have
this finger wagging in my face - just like that supposed
vacation we had three years ago with my ex's mother in
tow.
Like every visit, the evening ended up with a lecture
about how much of a Christian she was, how worthless,
lazy, and smelly Blacks, Mexicans, Chinese were. In her
eyes, if you weren't a white of European decent, you
didn't deserve to live. Then, the always familiar finger
wagging lecture about what was wrong with our life and
how she had all the answers. With this nightmare playing
in my mind, I finally drifted off to sleep.
Chapter 2: Dreamland
I smell chlorine. You know the smell from pools. It
always has a strong aphrodisiac type effect on me. Every
time I go swimming in a pool with a woman, making love
is the first thought on my mind if we're showering
together. I am naked, showering in the shower room at
some club, but for some reason I am the only one in the
room.
Hearing giggling coming from the entrance I turn and am
surprised to see Tammy and Christina come in. Both were
barefoot, sweaty and clad in very tight, shear aerobics
leotards. Stopping not ten feet in front of me and
giggling some more, they ask if they could join me. My
protests are laughed off as they proceed to slowly
undress.
Tammy starts first. She turns so her back was to me and
starts by pulling the shoulder straps down. After
getting her arms out she turns and gives me a very
direct, challenging "are you man enough" look, slowly
licking her crimson lips with her tongue.
At the speed of light I am hard as a rock and rather
embarrassed in front of these two fifteen year olds. All
I can hear was my ex laughing and a rather deep male
voice saying "I've got myself a nice virgin ass for a
cellmate." Shit, I'm in over my neck now. Tammy
continues by slowly wiggling her hips and working the
leotard down her abdomen.
Quickly turning around so she's facing away from me, her
long damp hair flies around spreading itself over her
shoulders. She hooks her thumbs on her outfit that's
bunched up at her hips. I'm mesmerized as things seem to
proceed at half speed.
Spreading her legs some she leans over, sticking her
beautiful ass in my direction, and slowly lowers the
leotard revealing the rest of her. Like a beautiful
flower opening between her legs I can clearly see her
labia, swollen, wet with just a light layer of fine
hair. She steps out of the leotards and turns towards
me.
Her hands start at her inner thighs and slowly move up
her body. At the V between her legs she takes her index
fingers and slowly slides them along her outer labia.
Then she moves to the inner labia, massaging her clit,
then sliding her one of her fingers inside of herself.
After several strokes in and out she removes her finger
and moves it up to her mouth. Slowly sucking on her
finger she looks right into my eyes.
The scene is so erotic, but I am unable to move,
seemingly paralyzed by the sights, sounds and smells.
When she finishes sucking her finger she picks up where
she left off. She stops at her breasts. With small light
brown areola and prominent nipples, the small conical
mounds are a sight to behold. She spends a couple of
minutes massaging and pulling at her breasts and nipples
and then abruptly stops.
At this point Christina begins to disrobe. She's facing
me and using her hands to massage her well developed
breasts. Her nipples standing proud and strong. While
Christina is starting her performance, I watch Tammy
trying to turn on showers. But Christina is not one to
waste time, so my attention focuses back on her as I
hear her call my name.
She quickly slides down the shoulder straps of her
outfit, revealing her outstanding bust line. I'm
thinking that I wished I had met someone like that when
I was fifteen. She continues, moving her leotard down so
she can take it off. Standing up, I can she is well
developed in the pubic area. Whereas Tammy is almost
smooth, Christina has plenty of hair. Like Tammy, she
performs the same tantalizing dance with her hands,
accompanied by a orchestra of very heavy breathing. By
this time, a gust of arctic air could have made me
orgasm.
Tammy breaks the silence by announcing that I'm using
the only working shower in the room so we have to share
it. They quickly move next to me and begin to run their
hands over me. Having thrown all caution to the wind, I
reciprocate. The next scenes evolve like a slide show,
individual images and sensations in sequential order.
My mouth is locked onto Christina's left breast, slowly
sucking and nibbling on her nipple. I exhale moist air
over her nipple, then quickly take a sharp breath
passing cool air back over her nipple. She moans softly
and pulls my head in closer.
Standing up I have the girls on either side of me,
supporting themselves by holding onto my shoulders.
Using my middle finger I slowly massage the lips between
their legs, as they slowly move their hips back and
forth.
Loud sighs and hot breath on my chest. Very strong
smells of fresh sweat and other musky scents that come
from love making
Then I slide my fingers inside the girls and slowly
start to move them in and out, massaging their clits at
the same time with both thumbs. The sighs and heart
beats get louder and faster.
My tongue is moving from the nape of Tammy's neck,
licking, kissing, and nipping with my lips. The inside
of her elbow, down the edge of her rib cage and stomach,
the insides of her thighs. My tongue slowly spreads her
labia, first swirling around the swollen outer ones,
then the inner ones. Christina's leaning over me rubbing
her breasts against my back as I rub her labia together
with my thumb and index finger.
Hearing sighs and moans over the sound of falling water.
I am on my back. Warm tongues all over my genitals.
Tammy straddles my hips and takes my erection into her
hand. She rubs it around her labia and clit before
stopping. Centering it she slowly starts lowering
herself down. Head held back. Damp hair spread out,
stuck to her forehead and shoulders. Eyes closed, biting
her lower lip she lets out little mews and sighs until
I'm all the way in. At this point I am so turned on I am
ready to let go then and there.
Kneeling next to us, Christina takes my right hand off
Tammy's hip and places it between her legs. This
distracts me enough and lets me hold on longer. Tammy
starts to slowly move up and down. After rubbing
Christina's labia with my thumb and finger a few times I
motion for her to straddle my face. She moves over me
and slowly lowers herself until she feels my tongue.
Using my tongue, I slowly lick all around her labia,
stopping occasionally to suck on them.
The momentum seems to be picking up for all three of us.
After flicking her clit with my tongue for a few minutes
I start sliding my tongue rapidly in and out of her.
Unbelievably warm, tight, and soft, where my tongue and
cock are. Soon the familiar tension in my sack, an
orgasm on the way. I grab Tammy's hips with both hand as
I drive up to meet her, sucking vigorously on
Christina's clit. We all go over the edge together
shaking, trembling with lots of moans and sighs. The
girls collapse over me in a sweaty, tangled heap.
Chapter 3: The Next Day
I wake up, soaked with sweat, with a rather large wet
spot on the sheet. My heart is hammering like a runaway
high speed pneumatic press. After a few seconds I sit up
in bed, my mind still dazed by the dream. Jim, buddy, I
said to myself. Get a grip. You got to quit thinking
about those girls.
Even if they did want to do anything with you, somebody
would surely find out about it. Then YOU would be the
jail bait, bait for some lifer jail bird that is. I take
several deep breaths which helps me calm down some.
Looking at the clock I see it's 6:30 in the morning,
time to get up anyways.
Shaking my head, I still can't believe how real the
sensations were. The smells, sounds, warmth and
touching. If real life sex was like that, I could
definitely lose control and become an addict. Quickly
stripping the bed of the soiled sheets, I put on a clean
set.
After showering, shaving and dressing I go down stairs
to start the laundry before waking up Jamie. Going back
upstairs I give her a few gentle taps to wake her. In a
few minutes she's wide awake and after a good morning
hug, ready for breakfast. We get her robe and head
downstairs to start breakfast.
While I'm fixing the French toast and bacon, Jamie talks
non-stop about what she wants to do today. If a 5 year
old kid had the ability to manipulate time they would
have to create a 5,000 hour day to meet all their needs.
While we're sitting there eating she starts talking
about Tammy and Christina spending the night. That
starts sending some of those images and sensations
through my brain. I must have gone on pause, because the
next thing I hear is "Daddy did you hear what I said?"
I came back with "No. I was thinking about something
else. What did you say?."
"Oh Daddy you're so silly sometimes!" and she carries on
about all the computer stuff she wants to show the
girls.
After we finish I send Jamie upstairs to get dressed
while I clean up after breakfast. The temptation to
think about the dream is pretty strong. I decide to stay
extra busy until they arrive to keep my mind off the
subject. Luckily I had plenty to do, getting things
ready for the meeting, taking calls, so on and so forth.
Before I know it the doorbell rings and I hear Jamie
tearing off to the front door yelling as loud as she can
that "It's four o'clock so this must be Tammy and
Christina." She opens the door and starts jumping up and
down telling everyone to come on inside. I get there
just as they're coming through the door. After
introductions and "you girls behave yourselves"
Christina's parents bade us a good bye.
Closing the door, we all head back towards the kitchen
with Jamie in between the two girls holding their hands.
This is the first chance I had to look them over since
they arrived. Walking a few steps behind them, I saw
they were similarly dressed but not as provocative as
the spandex outfits they had on the day before. White
tennis shoes and bobby sox offset the skin tone of their
pretty smooth legs.
They both have on fairly short, tight denim cutoff's
which do a nice job of framing their hips and buttocks.
Topped by sleeveless oversized T-shirts with some hip
band logo as art, they looked like typical teenage
girls. Tammy has her long brunette hair in a French
braid, while Christina her page boy cut blond hair
hanging straight.
I think to myself, Jim you sex fiend, it's your
insufficiently utilized hormones getting in the way of
logic. Both the girls were typical teens when they
arrived, anxiously pushing the grownups out the door. No
doubt I was next in line, they obviously don't have any
designs on me.
As we're walking down the hall Christina turns her head
and sees me looking at them. She gives me a small, shy
smile and turns to whisper something to Tammy. In turn
Tammy looks at me and gives a similar smile. Turning
back they exchange whispers again, causing some quiet
giggling. Jimbo buddy old pal, keep things under
control, maybe you'd better go ahead and take a trip to
Vegas to get some sex and relaxation even though you
have to pay for it.
I show the girls around the house, giving them the basic
ground rules, first aid kit and fire extinguisher
location, and other boiler plate stuff. Finished, I take
them to the basement office that I have. Christina's
quite impressed with all the computer gear I've acquired
over time.
She tells me she has had one for a couple of years and
uses it quite a bit. Great I tell her, then you can keep
things running while I'm gone tonight. I go over basic
rules on the computers, which they can use, which
printers, interesting webs sites, and so on. After
making sure that she can load her stuff, I go back
upstairs to finish getting ready to leave.
Soon I hear a plaintive "Daddy we're having problems."
Luckily I'm finished and have a few minutes to help them
out. Coming down the stairs I yell out "Clear the decks,
Daddy coming in for a landing at his desk." All three
pile out of my large office chair, giggling loudly.
After I seat myself Jamie assumes her normal position on
my lap, while Tammy and Christina are on either side.
The two older girls lean forward and start explaining
what was happening.
Both are of their legs are in contact with my elbows. I
can feel the warmth and softness of their touches. Faint
whiffs of perfume. As we step through things they start
putting their hands on my shoulder or arm giving me
small squeezes.
The thoughts of the dream the night before start
flooding my memory and I feel an impending erection.
Just what I don't need with Jamie on my lap. Fortunately
I have a surefire cure that always works. Just one
thought of my ex-wife or ex-mother-in-law and a growing
erection shrinks so fast it almost gets sucked into my
body.
After implementing that solution we continue on. After
several minutes the problems solved. After a big hug
from my daughter, I'm surprised by hugs from both girls.
Hugs that are a little too long, with their breath
tickling my ear. I announce that I have to be moving on.
We go upstairs and I make the last trip to the car. I
get my good bye bear hug from Jamie. Again, I'm
surprised by hugs each from Tammy and Christina, longer
they should be with their entire body coming up next to
mine.
My mind's raging with emotions and erotic thoughts like
a Force 10+ hurricane as I drive off. Fortunately
driving has a way of bring one back to reality.
Persistent honks and a freeway salute from someone
behind me brings me around at a traffic light. Driving
on I arrive at the meeting and am quickly immersed in
all the details that accompany such a meeting.
Being so busy, I didn't have any time to think about the
girls until I call around nine to check in and say good
night to Jamie. After a short, made up bed-time story
and several goodnights, Jamie hands the phone to Tammy.
She assures me everything is fine. I tell her that I
don't know when I'll be home but it might be around
11:30 PM. She says no problem and as we're hanging up I
can hear a soft " I hope you don't have to stay to late
tonight" before I hear the dial tone. Oh God, what did I
do to deserve this torment.
Someone grabs my arm and I'm dragged into some
discussion about programming etiquette. The rest of the
evening moves very quickly. We end up adjourning earlier
than normal, as our selected speaker had a short
presentation. Typically some of us will go have a couple
of beers at the local brew house before heading home,
but circumstances changed. Several begged off on work
excuses so the rest of us packed up. After loading the
cars and exchanging "I'll call ya soon's" I pulled out
and headed home.
Chapter 4: Surprise
Looking at my watch, I thought for once I'll get home at
a reasonable hour. Around 10:15 PM I pulled into my
driveway. Thinking to myself, the coast was clear as all
the lights were off, I entered in the front door
quietly. No sounds and lights off gave me the impression
that all the girls were asleep. Well at least I can
check e-mail and some favorite web sites before I cash
in for the night. Shedding my shoes, coat, and tie in
the foyer I head to the kitchen to grab a ginger ale
from the fridge. Looking beyond the kitchen I see light
coming from the basement.
Shit, I thought to myself, Tammy and Christina are still
up. After getting the can from the fridge, I quietly
open it while moving to the basement stairwell. As I
approach the door I hear hushed giggling and words.
Thinking to myself they probably found the web page of
some heart throb rocker or movie star I descend the
stairs. As I round the corner at the bottom of the
stairs, I see a scene that just about gives me a
myocardial infarction. The two girls, in their night
shirts, are looking at a four picture display on my 21"
monitor.
A young lady, late teens or early twenties, enjoying the
attentions of a muscled stud. One panel has her going
down on him, next he's going down on her. Then a close
up of him entering her from behind and then the last
after he's left his orgasm all over her chest. Actually,
it's one of my favorites. But that didn't matter.
Christina noticed me first. My heart almost came to a
stop. She tapped Tammy on the shoulder. They both looked
at me and stepped away from the desk.
My mind was running at 50K RPM. All I could hear was the
cackling of my ex-mother-in-law, waving the front page
article of my arraignment, trail, and conviction on
pornography charges in front of my daughter, telling her
what a worthless piece of scum I was. Jim, if there ever
was a time to do or die, this is it. Clearing my throat,
I mustered up all my strength to come up with a with a
stern voice, hoping it wouldn't crack when I exercised
it.
" What in the world are you girls doing looking at
private, personal files.
I expressly told you not to use that machine."
"Christina wanted to use one of your viewers to look at
some nature pictures she had."
"Highly unlikely, since all the stuff she brought didn't
have a single standard graphic file."
They looked at each other. Silence...
"Well?" in a louder voice was my response.
Still silence...
"Do you know what would happen to me if anybody found
that I had pornography and you were able to see it?"
Negative nods, followed by more silence...
"First I would be arrested and the story would probably
run on the front page of the local newspaper. Then every
young girl I ever came in contact with would be
questioned, including yourselves. Everyone will know who
they are. Is that what you want?"
More negative nods, followed by silence...
"Then, after I'm convicted, I would be sent to the State
Prison, to get raped by every AIDS's infected convict.
Is that something you could be happy about while you
looked at yourself in the mirror every morning" More
negative nods, the beginning of some tears, and silence.
Raising my voice a few decibel's, "My daughter's life
will be destroyed."
Some sniffling.
"Jim, I'm so sorry we lied. Tammy and I were just
checking out the programs you had. One of them came up
with some naked girls."
God curse application programmers that maintain paths on
files previously opened.
In spite of the situation I still could not help but
notice how beautiful they were. Both clad in light
cotton night shirts, the desk light behind them
outlining their shapes through the shirts.
Get a grip Jim, while I said "You can't tell anyone
about this!"
Vigorous affirmative nods were followed by a softening
of their facial features.
Seeing my watch read 10:20 "Tammy" I said "it's time for
bed" hoping that the impending disaster had been
averted.
"No problem. We promise we'll never talk to anyone about
these. But we think we should get something in return."
Christ, they've turned from budding sex pots to budding
extortionists.
"What is it you want in return?"
"We want to see you."
"What do you mean, you're looking at me now."
"Tammy means the private you" Christina says firmly
while looking at my crotch. Obviously, they had already
agreed on this.
Again my mind races. I'll raise the stakes and head them
off at the pass.
"OK" I said, "but on three conditions."
They nodded consent.
"First it will be all of me naked. Second both of you
will be naked. Third we will take each other's clothes
off."
Wide eyed they looked at me. Knock on wood this will
temper their curiosity.
"Way cool!" they both announce, giggling.
My heart sinks even further.
Chapter 5: Exposure
Resigned to my fate, I suggest we move up to my bed
room.
Once in, I sit down and take my socks off. Standing up I
tell them "You young ladies start with me." They walk
over to me. Looking up to my face they give me big
smiles and start. Using both her hands, Tammy starts
unbuttoning my shirt. Lacking experience and being
nervous she's fumbling a little at each button.
Christina unbuttons my shirts cuffs and then unbuckles
my belt, sliding it from the belt loops. By now Tammy is
finished and stops.
"Pull my shirt tail out and remove my shirt" I gently
tell them.
They're both gently pulling at my shirt. Hands are warm
and soft while feeling my back and chest, a slight smell
of perfume. The room is very quiet and I swear I can
clearly hear their hearts beating much faster and
louder. Jim, I think to myself, keep control. I've got
to keep that willpower strong against the temptation.
Yeah, I'll use those visualization techniques like the
ones you hear cancer patients using, your white blood
cells are an army of good soldiers marching enmasse to
obliterate the evil army of cancer cells. My will power
will be a giant aircraft carrier sailing on a sea of
temptation. No matter how bad the sea may get, it'll
keep on sailing. I easily will away a growing erection.
Christina unhooks my pants at the waist and then lowers
my zipper. They both lower my pants. After I step out of
them, they stop and look at my boxers. I can hear their
breathing increase as they reach over and start pulling
my boxers down. When they are at my ankles I step out
and move to the bed and sit down, hoping they will
change their minds. No luck.
Moving until they're in front of me, Tammy says "It's
your turn to undress us," both of them looking at me
smiling. Standing up I say "I'll start with you
Christina," thinking at the same time this won't take
long since they are in their bed cloths. Even though
I've had my fair share of practice undressing women, my
hand nervously fumbles a couple of time with her
buttons.
I try not to look in her eyes as I'm doing this but I
can feel hers on me. After the last button, I move my
hands up and start sliding the shirt off while trying
not to touch her skin. But my hand brushes against her
shoulder when I drop my gaze to look at her breasts. Her
skin is so soft and warm, her breasts every bit as large
and full as I thought they would be.
My aircraft carrier has shrunk some and the sea is
definitely getting rougher, at least 30 knot winds and
10-15 foot seas.
She's wearing a pair of those French cut panties. Very
shear, fine white cotton, cut high up on her hips. I put
thumbs on either side and slowly pull them down. Unlike
the dream, she completely smooth. Not a single pubic
hair in sight, not even a layer of downy hair. Taking a
deep breath to keep that will power going, I step back
and take in the sight of her.
Coming from Northern European descent, she has very fair
skin. Fine facial features even though she has a large
frame. Breast that are definitely full, pale pink
areolas with small pink nipples. The swell in her hips
well defined, her legs smooth and well muscled. Just a
peak of her inner labia pushing out. She's looking
straight at me with shy smile. A gorgeous woman.
The carrier has shrunk some more and we've got a sea
state of FORCE 2. But I'm still able to keep things
under control.
I turn to Tammy, "It's your turn now"
"Great!"
I move over to her and start to unbutton her shirt.
Again, I'm nervous so I fumble a couple of times. As her
night shirt is falling to the side I can see her
breasts. Small, conical, budding breasts is what comes
to mind. Taking both hands I push the shirt off her
shoulders and step back to take her in.
She's got a darker completion, long straight brown hair.
Her breasts, no larger than half a small orange, are
capped by large brown areola and large nipples points
out. Between her legs a fine covering of brown hair just
coming in. Smooth sleek legs. Very, very pretty.
Stepping back, I sit on the bed, taking a deep breath.
The carrier has gotten smaller and it's FORCE 5 now.
"Well" I say "we're finished, so let's go to bed and get
some sleep"
They both look at each other. "Jim, could you please
show us some stuff, please?" Tammy responds.
I'm in shock and my will is wavering some. "Tammy and
Christina, your too young to be making love with me or
anything else for that matter." Lying some I say "My
erection is too large for you and you could get hurt."
They sit down on either side of me. Tammy puts her hand
on my leg while I feel Christina's arm against mine.
They are so soft and warm. Tammy continues "We hear at
school that there are things people do with their
mouths. Please" as she rubs my thigh.
The sea state of FORCE 10+ has generated a raging
tsunami, which comes crashing down and swamps the ship.
My heart's beating so hard I think I'm going to have a
heart attack. "OK," is all I can come out with.
"Oh great. Thank you so much Jim." they both exclaim
giving me big hugs. Their skin is so soft and warm. I
feel the fullness of Christina's breasts pushing up
against me. In no time I have an erection that feel like
it is going to literally explode.
Tammy feels it against the inside of her thigh, moving
back she exclaims, "Look Christina, he's gotten hard!"
"Can I touch it!"
"Go ahead Christina."
As she wraps her hand around it twitches involuntarily
from her touch.
"It jumped!"
"Tammy, a penis is just a muscle. Christina take your
hand off for a minute."
Flexing my groin muscle, I make it jump several times.
Both the girls begin giggling. "OK Tammy, you turn." She
wraps her around and asks, "Like, what do I do now?"
"Slowly and gently start sliding you hand up and down."
Oh my god, I think to myself, feeling something like
jolts of electricity going through my body. I let her
continue on for a minute or two.
"That's enough for now," as I make her stop before she
gets me beyond to point of no return. Taking charge I
tell them "Well I'd better explain some of the things
you can do other than making love."
I go into an explanation of oral sex and generally what
goes on. Both the girls, blushing and giggling, say they
thought that was supposed to be dirty. I respond that
people say that either because they have never tried
oral sex or whoever they tried it with wasn't very
considerate.
Chapter 6: Christina's Lesson
"So, Christina, do you want to be first."
Blushing even more and giggling she nods a yes.
"OK, lay back on the bed, and Tammy you get on that side
to watch what I do."
Moving so my face is over hers I tell her softly "I
think you will enjoy this very much." She comes back
with a very sweet smile. I start by kissing her all over
her face, keeping my lips wet and nipping with them,
using my tongue to give her little licks. I trace my
tongue around the edges of both her ears.
Her eyes are closed and she's breathing much faster. I
kiss her eye lids gently, kissing moving down to both
sides of her nose. I stop and run my tongue very softly
around her lips. Moving down I run my tongue along her
jaw line and cover her neck with little kiss and soft
bites with my lips.
Licking slowly I move down to her breasts. I can see
that her nipples have started to swell. Alternating, I
start licking her breasts all around the base. As I move
towards her nipples, I can hear her heart beating much
faster and little sighs escaping from between her lips.
As I take her left nipple in my mouth and begin gently
sucking on it I hear a sharp intake and a loud moan.
I continue sucking on it, feeling it swell even more
between my lips. Increasing the suction more, I massage
her nipple with my tongue and then take it between my
teeth very gently rolling it back and forth. She lets
out an even louder moan as her hands clench the bed
spread.
Stopping for a moment, I raise my head and ask
"Christina does this feel dirty to you?" She vigorously
shakes her head saying no. Leaning over I move on to her
right nipple and lavish it with the same loving
treatment. She now letting out little mews every time I
lick her nipple or gently roll it between my teeth.
After a few minutes I stop and continue my journey down.
Both nipples are standing upright, probably 1/4" high
and round, a flush spreading around her upper shoulders
and breasts. I move on down giving her more generous
licks and wetter kisses. Tracing my tongue along the
edge of her rib cage, I can see her sucking in her
stomach with a sharp breath and a loud moan. Moving back
and forth between her right and left side I move down to
her pelvic region. I stop a few inches above her outer
labia.
Slowly moving her legs apart and up and getting in
between, I start by giving the backs of her knees big
wet kisses and licks. That produces some big sighs.
Positioning her feet back onto the bed so both her legs
are still apart and her knees are up, I start licking my
way down the insides of her thighs.
Stealing a look a Tammy, I see her eyes are wide as
saucers, staring at Christina's reactions to everything.
Getting down to her labia, I give several good licks all
the way around , without touching them. Encouraged by
her responses, I give her labia a big, slow wet lick,
starting at the bottom and going up to her clit. As I'm
doing that she moans loudly, pushing herself against my
tongue.
Next, using the tip of my tongue, I spread her labia
apart licking back and forth. Shuddering and moaning
some more she pushes herself against my tongue.
Exploring all the folds of her labia, I can smell her
very strong, musky odor. Looking up I can her stomach
muscles contracting back and forth with her rapid
breathing.
Tammy's still saucer eyed and now leaning forward
concentrating on everything. Probing, I locate the area
where her clit should be. Poking around some, I finally
may contact, causing Christina to suddenly arch her back
up and fall back to the bed while exclaiming "Ohhhh."
Stopping momentarily, I look up. Her chest is flushed,
nipples standing proud, very fast breathing, her hands
clenching and unclenching against the bed spread.
Thinking to myself, she's not long from a memorable
experience, I return, slowly sliding my tongue as deep
as I can between her labia.
She's whining now, shoving herself against my tongue. I
use my tongue, rapidly sliding back and forth massaging
the inside of her passage with the rough top of my
tongue. Her movements are becoming erratic, as she nears
her first oral orgasm. I continue moving my tongue back
and forth, pushing up and sucking hard where her clit
is. All of a sudden she arches her back, shoving herself
against my tongue and clamping my head between her legs
as she orgasms.
Man, I hope she doesn't crack my head open, as I use my
hands to push her legs apart some. I continue slowly
tonguing her as she slowly comes back down. After a
minute or two I lift my head up and ask "Christina tell
Tammy if you think that was dirty."
"Tammy, that was like, the most awesome experience. Jim
wasn't lying. It's AWESOME!"
I use my hands to rub all over her body, caressing her
breasts, nipples, thighs, and labia. Christina just lies
back and enjoys it.
Chapter 7: Tammy's Lesson
After a few minutes, I ask "Tammy are you ready to learn
something different"
I get a breathless "Oh yes. Please."
"Christina, please slide over a little" She does,
turning, resting on her elbow looking at me. I decided I
would show Tammy what "69" is, after all I desperately
needed some relief. Motioning Tammy over, I explain some
of the details.
"The easiest thing is to do what you partner does,
except when you get down below"
I spread my legs apart and point out the different parts
of male anatomy and what feels good to a guy, explaining
the importance of not biting during periods sexual
fervor. Continuing, I explain that the easiest thing to
do is to is imitate what your partner does, kissing,
licking, nipple sucking and so forth, until you get to
the genitals. Initiating things, I say, "Let's start by
kissing."
We're on our knees as we come together. I can feel her
nipples against my chest, as we start kissing my
erection pressing hard against the warmth between her
legs. After a few moments, I experiment by pushing my
tongue into her mouth. She opens her lips a little as I
trace the insides of her lips. I can feel her hot, moist
breath coming from her nostrils. Rubbing my hands
around, I massage her back.
Being the good student she is, she does the same. After
several minutes I start by kissing her all over her face
as I did with Christina, stopping periodically to let
her reciprocate.
Then I suggest we lay down face to face, but opposite
from each other so our feet are at either ends of the
bed. That way we can both move down the length of each
other's bodies at the same time. We are kissing each
other shoulders, licking and, once she figured it out,
loving nips with her lips. She gets to my nipple first.
The feeling is absolutely electric, my toes are curling.
Arriving at her breasts, I'm very direct, sucking in as
much of her breast in as I can, licking her nipple.
Feeling her nails digging into my arm, I switch to her
other breast. I feel the explosion of her breath on my
chest. We both move further down, licking the edge of
each other's rib cage, flats of the stomach.
Getting down to Tammy's labia, I can see she is very
excited. Both inner and outer labia are very swollen,
the inner ones extending almost 1/2" outside of the
outer. With a big lick, I hear a loud moan, and feel her
breath on my sack. Next I'm surprised and pleased by the
unbelievable feeling of her taking my entire scrotum in
her mouth. My erection jerks and my fingers dig into her
legs as I enjoy the feeling.
With the tip of my tongue, I begin exploring all the
detail of her labia. She moves and start to lick my
erection, the underside of my shaft and around the
corona. But she stops as I slide in my tongue and begin
to rub the insides of her vagina. Judging from her
reactions she's ready for her first oral orgasm.
Luckily, Tammy isn't reciprocating, by sucking on me.
I'm thinking, thankfully I do not need to explain a of
circle of teeth marks around my penis at the emergency
room. Holding Tammy's hips, I continue my in/out
movements. She's breathing very hard, nails digging into
my thighs. Her legs come together as she has her first
oral experience.
After a few moments, I desperately ask her to continue
on me. I feel her tongue on the sensitive underside,
around the edge of my head. She takes me into the mouth,
maybe half in. The feeling is more than I can handle.
With my orgasm rushing forward I warn Tammy so she can
take her mouth off my erection. Just as she lifts up her
head, the first rush comes hitting her cheek. To my
surprise and enjoyment she lowers her mouth to take the
rest.
Looking down I can see her mouth over my erection, semen
sliding out of her mouth. After I've finished she looks
up, licking up what was on her lips, "That doesn't taste
so bad"
I pull both the girls up to me, hugging them tightly,
feeling their warmth.
"So do you think oral sex is dirty?"
I get a giggling "Not!!" from both.
Reaching down, I pull up the comforter at the foot of
the bed to cover us. Laying back I relish in the
sensations. The warmth, smells, the contact, drifting
off to sleep.
Chapter 8: My Real Dream
I'm getting that unbelievable feeling in my groin. A
hand rubbing, massaging my erection. Opening my eyes I
at first think I'm having another erotic dream with some
sweet young ladies. As I achieve consciousness, I
remember that it is no dream. The bed cover off of us,
I'm very erect and there is a gentle hand on it.
Looking down I see Tammy is sound asleep but I see
Christina is looking at me. She scoots up a little and
explains softly in my ear that she did not have a chance
to give me oral sex, she would really like to try it.
Nodding, I give my consent. She starts much as I did
with her.
I lay back, closing my eyes, feeling her lips on my
forehead. I feel the warmth of her breath and lips all
over my face. Her tongue on the edge of my ears and my
lips has me wide awake. Feeling her tongue on my lips I
take it in and suck on it for a few moments. Her kisses
and nips on my neck are exquisite.
With Tammy laying asleep on my right side, Christina
moves lower down my left side. As she licks down
Christina starts to suck on my right nipple, my toes are
curling, After a few moments she moves to the left,
which results in a small moan escaping from between my
clenched teeth. As she continues down I see her looking
at me beneath her bangs, a big smile on her face.
She traces her tongue against the edge of my rib cage.
Then moves to my stomach and starts giving me big wet
kisses as she works her way down to my groin. Moving so
she is positioned between my legs, Christina moves them
up and apart.
She starts licking down the insides of my thighs. My
breath is definitely getting faster. Thinking to myself,
this might be her first time, but she's a quick learner.
She moves up and gives my shaft a big, wet lick starting
at the base and working up to the head. Sucking in a
sharp breath, I let out a small moan.
I hear a soft, "How am I doing Jim?"
"Honey, you are awesome!"
Tammy stirs, waking up. Snuggled up in the crook of my
arm she looks down at Christina.
"Isn't this at neat thing Christina!"
Giving me another lick, Christina asks "Is there
something else I can do?"
"Yes. You have to be gentle, but you can lick my sack
and suck on it by taking in your mouth"
Doing so sends me into another realm, "Oh my god!"
She stops quickly, "Did I do something wrong?" looking
concerned.
"No, you did something very right!"
She resumes, sucking and licking my sack. My heart is
beating so hard and fast, my erection is throbbing back
and forth. Then she moves, slowly lowering her mouth as
far as she can down my erection as she can. Slowly
bobbing her head up and down, I can feel her tongue on
the underside of my shaft, feel her full breast pressing
against my thigh.
"I'm getting ready to come Christina."
Looking at me from below her bangs she continues her
slow up and down movement. The underside of my erection
is becoming extremely sensitive, especially around the
head. Like a freight train I feel my orgasm moving
through my body.
When my first ejaculation comes out she stops, keeping
my erection in her mouth. After I finish I can feel her
tongue moving around, rubbing my head, very slick with
my semen. I'm so sensitive I arch my back moaning loudly
as I grip the bed spread.
She lifts her head up, letting some semen slide down my
shaft to the base. Licking her lips and swallowing she
pronounces, "You're right Tammy, that doesn't taste so
bad." She returns and lick around my shaft and it's
base, as I'm lying there basking the sensations.
She returns up to the crook of my left arm snuggling up,
"Thanks for showing us such nice things Jim."
"Thank you ladies, now let's get some sleep. We've got
to be up before Jamie wakes up."
Tammy reassures me, "Don't worry Jim, this is our little
secret. We wouldn't ever want you to get in trouble.
Thanks for being so nice to us."
Slowly drifting off to sleep, I think to myself, I don't
think I'll be having any erotic dreams tonight.
Fin
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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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