Good Babysitter

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Good Babysitter{ASSM} The Good Teacher (Fb Inc 1st)The Good TeacherBy Puck512I was 18 when it began. I guess you could call it abuse but Inever felt abused and still don’t. Both my parents worked. MyDad held down two jobs and my Mom worked the evening shift at alocal factory. So my cousin Jenny, who lived just two housesdown from us, came over and watched me.. She’d been mybabysitter for as long as I could remember but nothing everhappened until I was eleven and she would have been 18.Before you start getting any ideas, Jenny was a homely girl -very plain in the face and she never did anything interestingwith her hair. She was a little on the plump side, but notexcessively so and some of that extra weight ended up in herbreasts. Jenny was soft.I never cared about how she looked any more than I cared abouthow my Mom looked. She was just Jenny.Jenny was a bit of a neat freak and the day it started I had comeinside all dirty and a bit muddy. She sent me up to take a bathand when I came down I guess I didn’t pass inspection. Morethan a bit exasperated at my carelessness, she hauled me back upto the bathroom, drew a bath and made sure every last bit of dirtand mud was exorcized my from presence.While she was washing me she rubbed the washcloth around mypenis, softly and tenderly. I don’t think she thought anythingspecial of it, but I was eleven and almost twelve and theunexpected contact by a real person caused me to get erect.When she moved the washcloth farther down my leg, it wasimpossible for either of us to ignore my very erect penis thatwas twitching excitedly seemingly of its own accord.”Ohhh!” Jenny exclaimed and then blushed red enough for the bothof us.”Sorry.” I said, “It does that a lot these days.”We both sat there, frozen in time and embarrassment as my cockthrobbed and twitched, a condition that was definitely not goingto change as she absently stroked the inside of my thigh with thewashcloth.Finally Jenny broke the silence. “I’ve never seen one before.”She said in a low, hushed voice. Then she hurriedlybacktracked and said, “I mean I’ve seen YOU before, but notlike…” she trailed off.Her closeness, the charged atmosphere between us, and the feel ofthe washcloth moving up and down my thigh was doing things to meI’d never experienced before. My heart was beating so fast andit seemed like I was gasping for breath.Another long silence descended before I managed to gasp, “It doesthis sometimes, I don’t know why…”That shook her out of her trance a little as she asked, “Younever got ‘the talk'”?”Talk?” I asked.Jenny blushed again. “Well when a man is with a woman, his thinggets hard like yours is now and he sticks it in the woman andthat’s how you make babies.””You mean I could stick my thing inside you and we’d have ababy?”For the first time since it started Jenny took her eyes off mycock and looked into my eyes at first in surprise and then inlaughter. “Well if I let you, and I don’t think you’re oldenough to make babies yet. You have to be able to make spermfirst.””Sperm?””Well, when your thing is inside the woman you move around andstart feeling real good.””Like now?” I gasped.Her eyes widened as she finally realized the effect she washaving on me. “This feels good?””Oh God yes!” I cried. And as if to prove it my cock twitchedextra hard, making such a scene that it drew her gaze back downas she pondered our situation.She was breathing deep now as she watched my cock twitch in theair slapping my stomach. She raised her hand, leaving thewashcloth on my leg and drew her fingers up across the inside ofmy thigh, then over my balls and finally, slowly, up theunderside of my cock. I gasped and moaned as my head fell backin rapture as she wrapped her hand around my cock and gave it agentle tug.She started stroking me slowly, up and down, up and down as shesaid in a low voice, tinged with excitement and desire and lust,broken only by her heavy breathing, “The man moves inside thewoman, his penis going in and out, again and again and again,and he feels better and better and better…””Oh God, oh God” I cried as my first ever orgasm began to buildup.”And he shoots his sperm inside the woman.” Jenny concluded..The orgasm hit me so hard I had to reach out and grab Jenny. Ihugged her tight, oblivious to her shock and surprise as I criedout in sheer, unadulterated pleasure as I thrust my hips up intoher hands. I don’t know how long I humped her hand or if shecontinued to stroke me or not. My face was buried in herbreasts, my arms wrapped around her for support as wave afterunending wave of pleasure washed over me.Finally, panting and gasping for breath I pulled away, seeing theconfusion – fear? – on her face.”Are you ok?” She asked.”Oh Jenny, that was so good!” I exclaimed.Finally, as the full extent of what had transpired revealeditself to her, she hurriedly stood up and rushed out of thebathroom. Leaving me alone, and wet and totally confused.When I had dressed and gone downstairs I found her sitting in thedark in the living room.”Jenny?” I asked.”It’s time for you to go to bed.” She said in a voice thatsounded a million miles away.Crushed, I turned but as I was leaving she said, “What we did…What I did was wrong. Please don’t tell anybody.”It was then, mostly by the sound of her voice that I realized shehad been crying and that she was scared.”Never, ever.” I said in the most definitive voice I couldmuster.I took two more steps and said, “Ever” yet again as I headed upthe stairs to bed.***Life had returned to normal and that first encounter in the tubas forgotten as it could be given that it had become something ofa foundation for my daydreams, nightdreams and fantasies. Ihadn’t learned masturbation yet, but I returned often to thatmagical night in my thoughts.The second time happened a few months later, very similar to thefirst in that I had been outside playing after a morningrainstorm and had come into the house muddy and muğla escort dirty. Ratherthan leave me to do an inadequate job again, Jenny told me thatshe’d supervise to make sure I got the job done right the firsttime. The look of joy and happiness as she told me that was soopen and transparent that Jenny couldn’t help but blush. Thistime we both knew what was about to happen.Jenny had been a bit hesitant as she offered to supervise but myreaction defiantly let her know that I had no qualms over whathad happened — what was about to happen. And the weeks ofsilence and kept secrets let her know that what was about tohappen between us would stay between us.We got up to the bathroom and I stripped, my cock already atattention in anticipation of what was to come. I started thewater and turned around, waiting for the tub to fill.Jenny stared at me, again seemingly entranced by my pre-pubescentorgan and I notice her breathing becoming deeper and her amplebreasts rising and falling.”You’re so dirty!” She said after a long silence. “I’ll get mystuff dirty if I try to clean you up.”I thought she was about to leave and the disappointment on myface was evident. But she smiled and started to undo the buttonson her blouse. Now it was my turn to stand transfixed as sherevealed herself to me. Seeing her before me without a blouse injust jeans and a bra was unbelievably magical and then the brawas gone and then her pants leaving her in just her panties.She was blushing furiously now but shrugged and said, “I saw you,so it’s only fair you get to see me I guess right?””R-R-Right” I stammered.She smiled self-consciously and then her panties were gone as shestood naked before me.I have to admit I was a little disappointed. She had a smalltuft of soft, downy pubic hair above her pussy but there reallywasn’t all that much to her nether regions that I could discern.But seeing her standing there as a complete woman laid bare to myeyes, her amble breasts, her soft curves, her wide hips, wellthat definitely made a lasting impression. Jenny was not prettyin the face but she was soft and curvy and at that moment at thepeak of her youth she was undeniable.She brushed passed me, turning off the water in the tub and gotin.”Well?” She asked as I stood there looking at her.”What?” I asked.”Are you going to get in so we can get that dirt off?”I looked at the tub and then her somewhat incredulously. Iwasn’t a very big tub and I was unsure how this was going towork.”Get in.” She said.I stepped in between her legs facing her so my cock was almostdirectly in her face. I stood there for a moment and on muchreflection of that moment I wonder if she was thinking of takingme in her mouth. But finally she put her hands on my hips andturned me around and guided me to sit down so that my back waspressed against her.She giggled and said, “This works!”I could feel her rock-hard nipples pressed into my back and herlegs wrapped around mine, and I very much agreed.She reached for the soap and worked up a good lather and began byrubbing my chest. She played a little with my nipples runningher fingers around them until they were as hard as her own. Ienjoyed that but I enjoyed it even more when her hands workeddown to my stomach, moving lower and lower and the promise ofwhat was to come setting me on fire.She lathered her hands up again and began stroking my cock. Itfelt so good to be so close to her, to feel her laboredbreathing, her soft breasts and hard nipples pressing into myback, her soft pubic hair against the small of my back. Herhot, soapy hands encircled my cock stroking urgently, demanding Icum for her. It didn’t take long, I was young and seeing hernaked, having her naked, holding me, everything sent me over theedge and into paradise. She held me this time, furiouslystroking me as I fucked her hand pushing back into her, her legssqueezed me tight, and her soft body engulfed me as I came forher.If anything, I came even harder than the first time.She didn’t leave me this time. She held me as I came down fromthe rapturous heights she had driven me. She cooed in my ear andwhispered wonderful things that I wish I could remember butcan’t.”Did you like that?” She asked.”You have no idea!” I murmured contentedly.”No sperm yet.” She said, not disapprovingly. “You can’t makebabies.””Is that bad?”She giggled. “You’re only eleven, you’re not ready to be a daddyyet.”I giggled with her.I was too young to catch the implied “and I’m not ready to be amommy” in her voice.Finally, as the water began to cool she said, “Well I guessyou’re clean enough now.”And that was the end of my second sexual experience.***The next day heralded my third experience and the first where Iinitiated things.We were in the living room watching some TV show. I was lying onthe carpet and she was in Dad’s easy chair when I rolled over andasked, “Jenny, can girls feel real good like you make me feel?”Jenny smiled mischievously and replied, “Of course we can. Why?””Well I was just wondering. I mean, since, er, well,” I’m notsure how long I just stammered like that while Jenny sat theresmiling and giggling before I finally blurted out, “I want tomake you feel good too!”Jenny’s mirth changed to concentrated thought as she said, “Idon’t know Josh, I mean what we’ve done is WRONG but it’s beenharmless.””I won’t tell! I’ll never tell! I PROMISED!” I blurted.”I know! I know! But it’s still wrong.””It don’t feel wrong!”Jenny grimaced and said finally, “No it doesn’t.”Finally she sighed. “OK. But there’s more to making a girl feelgood. You just think about sex and you’re ready to go. I betyour little pecker is stiff as a board right now isn’t it?”I grinned sheepishly and nodded.”A girl takes a bit longer to warm up.””How?”I asked. She motioned me up into the chair and I came and saton her lap.She leaned forward and kissed me on the lips.”Ewww!” I said, pulling away.Hurt, Jenny pushed me off and said, “I guess you’re escort muğla not oldenough yet.””Kissing on the lips will put you in the mood?” I askedincredulously.She looked at me and sighed. “I guess not. I mean I have thisfantasy, a big strong man takes me in his arm and…” Shesighed… “I don’t think kissing will put me in the mood. You’renot old enough yet.””Were you in the mood when you, well you know…” I asked.Her brow furrowed as she thought, “Yea, yea I guess I was. Imean it was naughty and wrong but it was exciting and yea, if youhad known what to do you could have made me feel very good. Imean I felt good doing it but not like earth moving good youknow?””So make me feel good and then I can make you feel good!” I saidexcitedly..What can I say, sometimes things just never get any more rightthan a c***d’s wisdom.Jenny laughed and said, “You just want me to get you off againyou little horn-dog” she said as she mock-scolded me.I grinned and blushed, nodding in agreement.Jenny bit her lower lip and leaned over to pull off my shirt.She slid out of the chair to her knees and undid my belt andpulled down my pants and underwear in one deft move. Ithappened so quick that I wasn’t even hard yet.”Not in the mood?” She smirked looking up at me.I may not have been ready at that exact moment but as she took mytiny cock in her fingers and started stroking and caressing it, Igrew rock hard in her hands, something which elicited an excited”oooh” from her.”That’s so cool!” She said as she stroked my cock. “So tinyand then so big!” She was so close I could feel her breath on mycock.Then she did something that is seared into my brain until the dayI die. She leaned forward and licked me from the base of myshaft to the very tip and then sucked my cock into her mouth likea popsicle.”Oh my God Jenny!” I moaned barely able to keep my knees frombuckling. She pulled back and my cock sprang back hitting mystomach with a wet splash..”Was that OK?” Jenny asked, a bit fretfully.I didn’t have any words; I couldn’t believe how wonderful thathad felt.”I heard boys liked that. It’s so dirty but…” She trailed off,”I’m sorry. I’m just a degenerate pervert.””No!” I exclaimed, roused from my bliss. “It was cool! It wasbeyond cool. It just took me a second to get over how cool itwas! Please do it again! Please?” The words came pouring out.”It was cool?” Jenny asked.”Wicked cool!” I replied.”It’s dirty!” She whispered.Her breasts were heaving, and she was panting like when we hadbeen in the bathroom and I made the connection. “Are you in themood?” I asked.She looked at me, a bit fearfully, then my cock, and then shesaid, “Very much so.””Then lets be dirty.” I said with a force and wisdom far beyondmy years.Jenny might have fantasized about the rock hard hero that swepther off her feet, losing herself in his kisses and caresses, atbeing ravaged and being pleasured by a man whose drive anddetermination for his own pleasures swept her up in his passion.But Jenny also got off on naughty, on the forbidden and thetaboo. I may not have been her fantasy guy, but I definitely hada place in her fantasies.She leaned forward again and took me in her mouth, she sucked mewith abandon and when her strokes were too slow I startedthrusting my hips faster as I fucked her mouth. Somethinginside me woke and I put my hands on her head and pulled andpushed her. She removed her hands from my butt and starteddisrobing, urgently tearing at her clothing as urgently as I wasforcing myself in and out of her mouth.She thrust her hand inside her panties and a moan escaped hermouth. She put one hand around my butt, pulling me into her andthe other hand she used to pleasure herself.I came, I came as she sucked me, I came as her fingers workedtheir way into my butt crack pulling me hard into her, holding meto her as an indescribable pleasure washed over me again andagain and again until I was too tender and sensitive to bear anymore and I pulled back.Jenny slumped forward, the hand that had been around my butt,supporting her as she knelt before me, grunting and moaning asshe fingered herself furiously. It took me a moment to realizewhat was happening as she rocked forwards and back on her hand,making a****l sounds, her face scrunched up as she concentratedon finding her pleasure. It took a moment to realize that shewas doing to herself what she had done to me in the bathroom.”Yes!” She groaned as she humped her hips against her hand, herbreasts swaying to her rocking motion. “Oh yes!” She groanedagain.Something clicked in me, something of the man I would become, thelover I would become, “So dirty Jenny!” I said lustily, “Bedirty, it’s our secret, be as dirty as you want.”The perfect words, the perfect time.Jenny screamed, “Yes! Yes! Yes!” over and over, her bodyshuddering, her breasts heaving and her hand working furiously asher orgasm washed over her, every bit as powerful — if notmoreso — than the one she had given me.She fell forward onto the carpet for a few seconds, panting andbreathing before picking herself back up and falling backwardsinto the chair. I came up and sat in her lap, holding her,hugging her as she had held and hugged me in the tub.”My dirty little boy!” She said after a long while, ruffling myhair.”You better get up to bed, your parents will be home soon.”Slowly, reluctantly, I got up and went to bed.***The next night, as soon as my parents headed off to work, Jennytook me up to my bedroom and we both got undressed. We were alittle awkward getting started; things weren’t as chaotic orspontaneous so it didn’t feel quite as magical, at least atfirst, and at least for me.Jenny sat down on my bed and spread her legs. I knelt betweenthem and she pulled her pussy lips apart revealing anundiscovered world of creases and folds and bumps. She pointedout her clit, and where a man’s cock went. I guess she wasfeeling dirty because she was definitely wet and she showed muğla escort bayan mehow she masturbated, and I got a good view of her fingersplunging into her pussy and then up and around her clit.Now the interesting thing about Jenny is that she had a verypronounced clit. It wasn’t an invisible button. When she wasin the mood it was impossible to miss, pulling her pussy lips upand out and exposing a tiny head the size of my pinky.After I had a pretty good idea of what I needed to do she pulledher hand away and indulged my explorations patiently. I startedby running my fingers through her slit and then pulled her lipsapart. I started to rub her clit a little but she grimaced andtook my hand, guiding it lower and then pushing my fingers insideher.”Get them wet first.” She said, “Then rub my clit.”I fucked her slowly with my finger a few times and she let out acontented sigh and laid back. While it was obviously pleasingto her, her pussy was alien territory for me so after a minute Iremoved them and started rubbing her clit with my now very slickfingers. She gasped and bucked her wide, round hips and Irealized this little clit was to her what my dick was to me.And then I did the grossest, dirtiest thing I had ever done in myshort life. I leaned forward and wrapped my lips around thatlittle bud and sucked..The pungent aroma and taste of her almost made me pull back butshe groaned and shuddered as lustfully and passionately as shehad done last night and I steeled myself and sucked harder, thenrunning my tongue around it before sucking it back in between mypursed lips.She ran her fingers through my hair, groaning and moaning thenpulling my face against her as I had pulled her against me thenight before and I realized I was finally returning the favor shehad bestowed on me. I was giving her the same pleasure she hadgiven me — The same gift. Despite the taste, which I learnedover time to endure but never to savor, I vowed that I would makeher cum and while I furiously and desperately sucked on her clitI thrust two fingers into her pussy, feeling her slick, hot wallsclench hard and fast around me as I made her cum.She held my head fast against her as I worked my lips around thatever sensitive bud and bucked her hips against my hand forcing myfingers ever deeper inside her as I marveled at the contractionstugging and sucking at them hard and fast and faster still untilshe let out a loud cry and I felt her clench my fingers so hard Icouldn’t move them if I tried and her legs pressed against me sohard I felt my head would explode.And she came. And came.”Oh Josh,” she gasped, panting, “Oh Josh.” She gasped again as Icrawled up between her legs and rested on top of her, my headresting softly against her soft, fleshy bosom.I looked up at her and grinned, “Dirty?””Wicked Dirty!” She agreed. Then, in a conspiratorial voice, shesaid, “You’re very hard still.”It was only then that I realized that I had been hard the entiretime and still was and that hardness was now resting directly ontop of her pussy.”Lets be VERY dirty!” she said with a grin as she spread her legsa little and reached between us. I felt her hands on me, guidingme and then I was engulfed in her hot wetness.”Not a virgin anymore dirty boy.” She whispered. Then as shewrapped her hands around my butt and pulled me deep inside hershe whispered, “Neither of us.”I wish I could have said my first time I was the world’s bestlover and brought her to a thundering orgasm, but I was so workedup and she felt so good that it only took a few thrusts of myhips, the feel of her pussy clenching around my cock and hergrunts and I shuddered and came. It was dry of course but thatdidn’t make it any less incredible. And Jenny didn’t come, Iwas too quick for that, but she took pleasure in my pleasure.As losing one’s virginity goes, I have no complaints.***We went at it like rabbits for a few months and we learned tocome together but we still masturbated each other and oral sexwas always great. Since “dirty” was our kink we tried somepretty freaky stuff, especially after I started shooting andbefore Jenny got on the pill. Anal sex was definitely a tripbut it was never Jenny’s favorite even when she fingered herselfto orgasm while we did it. As means of explanation why shedidn’t think it was all that great, one day she stuck a finger upmy ass while she was giving me a blow job. It may not have doneanything for her, but it definitely ranked in the top ten orgasmsof my life and from then on I always insisted on a finger (then,eventually, two) in the hopper.It came to an end when Jenny turned eighteen and went off tocollege. She hooked up with a guy who graduated and went on tobe a lawyer. They moved off east and while we occasionally wroteeach other we never saw each other again.That was probably for the best.I really did love her and probably woulda lived the rest of mydays with her, society’s rules be damned.As it was, she taught me to be a great lover. I may have had ahard time getting the girls, but keeping them was never aproblem, getting rid of a few was tough though. I had averagelooks and an average cock but I knew how to use it and what womenreally liked and wanted and that’s all that really counts. AfterJenny I was never shy around girls or self-conscious, if I gotthe brush-off it didn’t bother me because I KNEW it was thewoman’s loss, that woman would never know just how great Jennyhad taught me. And that kind of confidence, I found, was a greatattractor.I think maybe I taught Jenny to be less self-conscious and gaveher a confidence she never really had before. When it allstarted she had been a homely, plump girl without a friend in theworld and she found a friend and lover who gave her theconfidence she needed. She had a void in her life and I filledit, just as I had a void in my understanding of men and women andshe filled that. As she got ready for college she startedtaking more care in her appearance and she lost enough weight toreally show off how great a body she really had.She would never be beautiful but she became pretty in a lot ofdifferent ways.So a happy ending for all, which is a good thing in a sex story!

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