An Introduction of Myself  (fb,nepi,infant,breast,scat)

by My Girls



    At twelve I was offered my first babysitting job. A 
single woman was off to a ball and she had known my parents 
for quite some time. In my own mind I think I was quite 
mature at twelve and so must have my parents as they offered
my services as a babysitter. 

    The woman gladly accepted, so I turned up at the agreed 
time. I had never had a baby to look after as none of my 
family or family friends had a child around for me to even 
play with so this was all new territory for me. I brought my 
toothbrush and nightshirt with me as I might be expected to 
stay the night. This was great for me because if the lady was 
late I could stay up till she got back. She was a lovely 
attractive woman. 

    When I got there, she was dressed in a glitzy long black 
evening gown and damn did she look sexy. Ever so slim with 
small, upturned tiny breasts which made her nipples very 
exposed through the silk top - probably what she intended 
being single and on the look out for a suitor. How she was 
single being only (if memory serves) twenty four and so 
attractive. 

    I imagine I would have licked my lips seeing her breasts 
and just now thinking back. If her breasts where that small 
just after having a child she must have been flat chested 
before. How alluring. I have often thought of women of 
consent having flat chests. Mature bodies and no mounds, 
just nipples to play with. I have only ever met one girl 
called Dianne, and at fifteen she had absolutely nothing up 
stairs and would never even let me touch her there as she 
was so embarrassed by the lack of such attributes. All the 
same it may have made her pussy extra sensitive as the 
slightest touch down there would make her come like Niagara 
falls. She was a lovely girl but turned out she wasn’t gay 
and was just experimenting. Still I had some wonderful 
liquid meals from her.

    The woman (lets call her Sophie) was tall, about five ten. 
She had long thick straight black hair with nicely tanned 
skin and very striking looks. Dark eyes small nose and 
luscious lips. I think any man or woman would love to have 
her by their side, especially me. Now or then. With all the 
exploits of my life to sleep with or be seduced by a woman of 
her beauty would be a wonderful thing. If she where gay and a 
lover of children I would gladly offer myself to her being 
just a child at that time.

    Within ten minutes of her telling me what to do and giving 
me her mobile number just in case she left me alone with her 
little boy asleep in his cot. In no time at all, he was crying 
and I didn’t have clue what to do. My first thought was to 
feed him. 

    I microwaved the milk left in the kitchen, and as I had 
been instructed to do, tested it on my forearm for temperature. 

    I licked it off and wondered if it was the mothers own 
breast milk as it tasted very nice. Even so, the baby didn’t 
even sniff at it when offered, so I emptied the bottle down the 
sink as his other had said. I picked him up and cradled him in 
my arms. It must have been an immature motherly instinct as I 
felt somewhat proud holding this infant in my arms.

    Turned out that when near the television, he quieted down - 
becoming mesmerised by the images on the screen. I sat there 
getting really bored as I could not see the picture clearly, 
but if I moved more than a foot away he began crying again. 

    After at least half an hour I moved away and he didn’t cry. 
Probably exhausted himself thank god. As I walked around 
cradling him, I smelled the most awful odor. Being a mother 
now I know my own children’s poo did not smell bad or revile 
me but at twelve, poo is poo and it smelled bad. I placed him 
on the changing mat and quite inexpertly took off his nappy 
(diaper for you Americans). 

    God! The sight that was exposed to me really grossed me 
out and what I was getting paid for this was not enough. 

    Anyway, I cleaned him up and replaced his nappy. 

    Pleased with my accomplishment, I lay him back in his cot 
and put his dirty nappy and baby wipes in a plastic bag and 
disposed of them in the outside bin..

    I sat down to watch something on television and within 
half an hour he was crying again. 

   'Bloody hell!' I thought 'Not again.' 

    So I went to pick him up and went back close to the 
television for his own amusement. His attention didn’t seem 
as focused as before with all the moving lights. His hands 
where pawing at my breasts so I looked him in the eye and 
gave him my little finger to suck. I could feel the warm 
moistness of his small mouth and gums on my finger tip and 
it was kind of a nice feeling. As no milk was forthcoming,
it was only ten seconds of sucking before removing it and 
pawing at my chest again. 

    I pondered for what seemed ages about offering my own 
breast to him. I thought to myself, 'Well...who will know? 
I mean no one will and I might even like it and if it keeps 
him quiet why not?' 

    I was still in two minds as I lay him down and lifted up 
my woolly jumper and removed my bra. I picked him up and, 
like I had seen on telly, I cupped my right breast - 
squeezing it to accentuate my small nipple and guided it to 
his tiny mouth.

    Oh my God...it was so amazing! 

    As his gums wrapped around my nipple and he began to suck,
I felt a massive flow of blood to my groin. My pussy swelled 
in seconds and I was getting so turned on ever so quickly. 
The baby (for some reason) didn’t stop - even though he was 
not getting any milk. 

    I was in heaven! 

    As I moaned and bit my lip - trying to be quiet for some 
reason, I sat down in the arm chair with him. God I could feel 
my pussy getting so hot. 

   'I can’t start to masturbate while holding this baby. It 
would be wrong.' I thought. 'Jesus Marilyn. Your letting a 
baby suck your tits and your worried now about fingering 
yourself?'

    I was feeling so turned on.  So I decide to go upstairs to 
the spare bedroom which we would be sleeping in. I lay the 
baby down and, as he started to cry, I took off my jumper and 
jeans so quickly and lay down beside him. 

    His bawling ceased as he felt my body touching his. The 
warmth of his naked, little, chubby body against mine began to 
have an affect on me. 

    Don’t get me wrong. I’m not attracted to babies as such, 
but that night I couldn’t hold back. I lifted my bottom, 
removed my panties, and my attention returned to this darling 
little child. 

    I bent over his tiny body and his beautiful hazel eyes 
(like his mother's) looked adoringly into mine and they melted 
my heart. The smell of his hair and perfect body made me feel 
all giddy inside and, without hesitation or thinking right or 
wrong, I moved my mouth toward his. My lips engulfed his tiny 
mouth so I opened my mouth and began to lick his lips. 

    The little boy’s hands where softly touching my face and 
with my tongue softly licking his lips, he opened his mouth 
and my tongue went in. He began trying to suck as if it where 
his mother's nipple, and this got me feeling even hotter. 

    My hand slid down over his bulging belly and my fumbling 
fingers found the sticky bonds of his nappy. Pulling it from 
under him, his whole nakedness was exposed.

    Exploring the whole of his mouth, I was loving the taste 
of his gooey saliva and I gently moaned in satisfaction. It 
felt almost like a girl's vagina - all warm and wet - but 
this was so much more. This imitation had a tiny soft tongue 
to play with and the contracting vaginal muscles where his 
soft, toothless gums. 

    With the strong sucking on my tongue, I was so loving 
this child. This tiny newborn, not knowing anything of what 
was happening and not knowing what pleasure he was giving me 
made me (for a second) feel a little guilty. Only a 
millisecond and that was all.

    I removed my lips from his mouth and gently licked around 
his open mouth to clear up any escaped liquid. He grabbed his 
feet and exposed his tiny anus which I had cleaned only 
minutes ago and, at that time, it was just a baby's asshole. 

    Now, it was a sexual thing. His tiny penis and scrotum 
where also exposed - only an inch long and was quite a proud 
member for such a young thing. 

    I couldn’t help myself, and gently began to rub between 
his small cheeks from his perfect unblemished anal hole to 
his tiny sack. 

    He cooed with what I considered delight as he carried on 
fumbling with his feet. I guided my face between his arms and 
feet to kiss him again and he seemed ever so eager to suck my 
tongue again. 

    Eventually, I knew I had to venture further and explore 
this little treasure with my mouth and taste his delectable 
body! 

    My lips kissed his chin, and then each nipple with 
tentative sucks. He squealed in delight as my mouth filled 
with his puppy fat baby breasts. My tongue licked at the 
tiny nipples and could feel them indent slightly as I dabbed 
at them. 

    I moved further down - leaving a trail of my saliva on 
his belly - and dipped my tongue into his belly button before 
moving further...

    His skin tasted divine and it was so smooth and hairless. 
It was unlike any body I had kissed and licked. So perfect. 
No imperfections. Not the slightest taint anywhere on his 
infant body. This would only last until he would find out he 
could walk. And then, with unsteady bounds, he would fall and 
scar this precious body.

    He was pawing and playing with my hair, but my mind was 
elsewhere. 

    My chin felt his tiny penis prodding at it and my mind 
told me that this was what I wanted. 

    I moved my body a tiny bit further down the bed until my 
head was above his little cock. 

    It was so beautiful. 

    I smiled - licking it to a chipolata or a tiny finger like 
sausage with even a small wrinkle bit of skin at the top and 
a tiny little bald smooth sack containing his tiny balls. 

    Never had I imagined a male baby could turn me on so much 
as this little one did!

    I opened my mouth, and my tongue circled the head of his 
baby penis. Little gurgles could be heard and in my head they 
just meant that the baby was content. 

    I took his little manhood in my mouth and gently sucked on 
it. 

    How small and perfect it was. 

    It was so smooth. I could feel the tiny purple helmet 
inside the foreskin on my tongue. 

    Opening my mouth wider, I took all he had to offer. His tiny 
cock and the small sack entered my mouth - filling it. The taste 
of this sweet baby's sex was divine - so clean and it tasted 
like nothing I have ever tasted before. The sharp tang of the 
baby wipe residue hit my taste buds like the perfume I tasted 
from the necks of the two girls from boarding school. 

    Suddenly, I realised his penis was becoming erect - a thing 
I had never thought possible with a baby. Here it was - though a 
tiny little erect penis in my soft warm mouth. That was it. 

    My hand was down between my legs - slipping a finger inside 
my soaked cunt and back out to begin stimulating my clitoris. 

    I never knew such a small body could be such a sexual turn 
on and it was making me horny with every little suck on his 
perfect little cock.

    I began to hum - causing a soft vibration on his boyhood 
which seemed to make him giggle. I could feel my body starting 
to get ready for the imposing orgasm. 

    My toes curled tight and I stopped sucking his cock and 
just let it rest inside my mouth. My mind went blank before it 
exploded with the most exhilarating sensations that comes with 
every satisfying orgasm. 

    My mouth let go of his penis and I groaned in ecstasy. 

    This was just pure heaven!

    I just flopped beside the infant while my body enjoyed 
every flow of pure delectable euphoria. 

    I gently massaged my cum all over my sparsely covered 
mound - knowing that when needed I could just put my hand 
inside my pants and smell my sweet sex if I ever felt horny. 

    To this day, I sometimes still do. Time had no meaning and 
it was an hour before I came back while I gently slipped a 
finger inside myself. 

    After my mind calmed down, I looked at the baby. 

    The tiny child had fallen asleep, so I gently picked him 
up - holding his naked body next to my chest - and lay him on 
his changing mat. 

    I wiped his little body from head to toe - paying 
particular attention to his tiny divine penis and, when 
finished, I bent forward to smell his clean body. No sign of 
sex emanated from his skin, so I carefully put his nappy back 
on and lay the sleeping child in his cot.

    I fell asleep in the arm chair downstairs after putting on 
my nightshirt and panties when I heard the front door open. 

    Opening my eyes, I looked at the video recorder below the 
television to see the time and it was going on am. 

    Looking back, Sophie came in looking a little worse for 
wear. She came into the living room and enquired if all was 
ok and I confirmed that it was and her little boy had been no 
trouble. 

    She was pleased and thanked me.

    I told her that her boy had been quiet all night - only 
waking once to be changed - which I handled rather well I 
thought. 

    So she sat down on the sofa and we began to chat about 
school and other mundane things. 

    After a short while, the baby's cries came wailing down 
the stairs. 

    Sophie stood up and said: 

   ”Oh well.  I think he knows mummy’s home. Did you feed 
him by the way?”

    I replied:

   “I did try, but it was his nappy that needed changing and 
I did as you said and threw away the milk after I heated it.”

   “Oh thank you dear. I think he will probably want some 
fresh milk. Come on dear lets go and feed him.”

    I was a little surprised she asked me to go upstairs with 
her. so I stood up and she took hold of my hand and led the 
way.

    We entered her bedroom and she picked him up as I did and 
was a little relieved as she cradled him the same way. She sat 
on the bed and asked me to unbutton the straps on her evening 
gown. I did so and the top slipped easily down to reveal her 
sweet breasts. 

    I know I couldn’t take my eyes off them and Sophie looked 
at me and smiled. She took hold of her small breasts and 
offered the little one her milk - which he drank hungrily. 

    I watched in awe at this beautiful sight of her feeding 
her child and thought how nice I must have looked earlier on 
while the baby suckled my tiny nipple.  Her other breast 
started to weep and a tiny drop of milk appeared on the end 
of her left breast.

   “Ooops! I seem to have a leak dear.” Sophie remarked.

    I giggled anad smiled at her.

   “Be a dear and pass me a wipe from my dressing table will 
you?” she asked. 

    I got up and came back with a small tissue and sat down.

   “May I?” I boldly asked her and she nodded.

    I scrunched up the tissue and gently wiped her nipple 
clean when another droplet appeared straight after.

   “Oh bugger. It won’t stop now.“ She said.

    What she said next took me by complete surprise.

   “You wouldn’t like to...ummm...be a dear and help me out 
would you?”

    I simply said “yes." and wiped her nipple again.

   “No no dear. I actually thought you might want to...
uummm...maybe...you know...well...drink it?”

   “Oh!” was all I could say.

   “Oh I’m sorry dear. I didn’t mean to make you blush. It’s 
just his nibs hear only drinks small amounts and the flood 
gates always open on the other breast and I have to get rid 
of the excess using a damn pump and it’s so uncomfortable. 
I just thought rather than waste it, you might want to drink 
it?”

    Simply an eloquently put.

    I just nodded in a very childish girly fashion.

   “Just lie on the bed Marilyn and take my nipple and simply 
suck it gently.” She instructed.

    So I lay on the bed on my side and put my head in front 
of her breast. 

    Sophie held it and turned it slightly toward my mouth. I 
opened my lips to accept the puffy nipple and she guided it 
into my mouth. 

   'Oh God!' I thought 'Could this job be any more rewarding 
than getting an early morning breakfast from this beautiful 
woman?'

     It was not as easy as I thought - sucking hard trying to 
get the milk. So Sophie began to gently squeeze her breast 
and I could feel the intermittent spurts of her warm milk fill 
my mouth. 

    I was right!

    The milk in the bottle was hers as it tasted just as sweet 
and from her breast it couldn’t be any more delightful.

   “Good boy!” I heard Sophie whisper. 

    And then:

   “Good girl!”

    Oh Jesus! Could anything be more beautiful than another 
woman whispering this - stroking my hair and telling me I’m a 
"good girl" for drinking her milk?

    About ten minutes later, Sophie pulled my head away saying 
that was enough milking for tonight and then she put her 
little boy to bed. 

    I wiped her wet nipple with another tissue and Sophie 
thanked me for my help and all I could say was:

   “Miss Warder, I would love to help you anytime you want me 
to cause I loved drinking your milk.”

   “Aren’t you a sweetheart Marilyn. You never know.  Next time 
I might take you up on that.”

   “So there is a next time I can baby-sit again?” I excitedly 
asked.

   “Of course you can. You seem to have done a wonderful job 
tonight and I’m very pleased.”

   “Oh thank you Miss Warder. I’m so pleased.” I happily said.

   “Well, for starters Marilyn, you can call me Sophie from 
now on ok?”

   “Ok.” I replied.

    We chatted as I sat on the bed watching her undress and I 
marvelled at how beautiful her body was. I was hoping to this 
day that I could have slept with her, but nothing ever went 
further than a couple more breast feeds. I even think to this 
day she must have thought about us making love together. But I 
suppose I could be wrong and she just liked the sensation of 
having another child by her side.

    Saying that, Sophie did fall pregnant again and bore 
another baby boy. After that, I was never asked to sit for her 
again so my inkling about another child must have been right.

    I will always remember that time with the baby and I have 
never done it again and never will do. Even with my two girls 
it never entered my mind to love them in a sexual way when 
they where babies.

    But this is my story, and I suppose this is not exactly a 
lesbian experience. But it happened, and I just hope you 
enjoyed it.


THE END

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