Date: Fri, 20 Feb 2009 10:23:33 -0800 (PST) From: Jan None Subject: Babysitter and the Teen (lesbian/adulr youth, g/Ff) Warning: This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts between a girl and a woman and a teenager. If this type of content offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it. Author's Note: This story is the property of the author. It can be downloaded for personal reading, pleasure, or sending to a friend, but if you wish to re-post them on your own site, please contact the author for permission. Copyright 2009 Jan, All rights reserved Please mail to janmay699@yahoo.com if you have suggestions for future stories. Babysitter and the Teen By Jan I came home one day from kindergarten and entered our families' apartment in Raleigh, North Carolina, and walked in on my baby brother's babysitter, Martha, with the girl that lived in the apartment above ours sitting naked on her lap sucking on her tit. I was only 6-years old at the time. Both of my parents work so they paid Martha to babysit my baby brother during the day and me when I got home from school. She was a new mother herself and had an infant that she was breast feeding. I was fascinated watching her breast feed her baby girl. She was not shy about allowing me to watch her nurse her daughter. I always got a funny feeling between my legs and in the pit of my stomach when I watched her daughter sucking on her tits. I wondered what her milk tasted like. There was just something so erotic about the expression on her face while the baby sucked on one of her tits. She obviously enjoyed the feeling of her daughter sucking on her nipples. Of course there were times when her daughter would either suck too hard or bite her nipple and Martha would pull her nipple out the baby's mouth and admonish her for being too rough, as if the baby could actually understand her words. All the baby knew was that her meal had been interrupted and she would continue sucking as if the nipple was still there. When she became aware that the milk had been interrupted she would cry until Martha would put the nipple back in her mouth. I had seen Martha unfasten the flap on that nursing bra to feed her baby without removing the bra, many times. The flap was padded to absorb milk that might leak out between feedings or her pumping her tits dry. I had also seen her use a breast pump to fill baby bottles between feedings. It always fascinated me to watch her. It was as if she was getting some sort of strange thrill from having her breasts sucked on. I stood there just inside the door to the apartment looking at the sight in front of me in total fascination. Martha had her blouse open and had removed her nursing bra. I had always been fascinated with the size of her tits. She must have been a 36-C+ at least. They were a creamy white with mauve colored areolas as big around as a glass. The nipples looked like little mauve clumps of cauliflower. As a child an older women just looked old to me. To me she looked a lot like the actress Susan Sarandon. The girl that lived upstairs was an attractive teenager, even if she was a little too plump. I think she was a freshman in high school. I knew her name was Julie. I knew her well enough to talk to when we met in the halls. I thought she was very attractive. Looking back now, I would say she looked a little like Christina Ricci, you know Dark straight hair with a large forehead, high cheek bones, small button nose, pointed chin and wide mouth. I had no idea that either of them even knew each other, until that moment. Julie had breasts that looked about the size of grapefruit. Her areolas were not that much darker than her tits and they were smooth and the nipples were inverted. When I looked at her pussy it was covered with a few dark hairs that were not thick enough to hide her pussy mound. Martha had a hand resting on that mound and her finger was stroking her pussy slowly. Julie had simply removed all of her clothes and was sitting across Martha's lap. Martha was cradling her head like she normally did with her baby. Julie was sucking on one of her tits while she was feeling the other one. When I entered the apartment and closed the door behind me Julie and Martha both looked up and saw me. Julie let go of the nipple and the watery milk dripped from the corner of Julie's mouth. Also for a second a thin stream of milk squirted from Martha's nipple in an angle that fell across Julie's forehead. There were also some beads of milk leaking from several pores on her nipple. Julie tried to sit up and hide her nakedness with her hands but the way Martha was cradling her, her struggles were in vain. She finally settled back down and stopped struggling. Martha gave me a strange look and then said, "If you don't go around telling everyone what we're doing, I have another tit you can empty for me." With that she took the hand that had been rubbing Julie's pussy and cupped her other tit. While she lifted it she squeezed it enough to make a little milk seep from the nipple. I was drawn to that nipple like a moth to a flame. I approached the two of them and leaned over Julie's body and placed my hand on the top of that massive tit and took her nipple into my mouth. I had never tasted a mother's milk before. It took some doing to get the milk flowing from her tit. I was sucking hard before I got the full taste of her milk. It was sweeter than I expected. I turned my head so that I would see Julie and she was sucking on the other tit again. Julie was looking at me too. She reached for my leg and slid it up the inside of my thigh. My mother had always told me to never let anyone touch my private parts and to tell her if anyone did that to me. I knew I should reject Julie's advances but it felt so thrilling to have her hand sliding up the inside of my thin thigh. I was dressed in a school dress and cotton panties. Being cotton they had stretched during the day and were rather baggie by that time. Julie was able to slip her fingers under the leg of the panties and touch my little pussy crack. I had never felt anything like that before. I wondered why mother would caution me not to allow anyone to touch me there if it felt so good. While Julie was playing with my pussy Martha had placed her hand on my back and was stroking my back while I sucked on her tit. I felt Martha's hand slide down my back. The palm of her hand molded to fit my round butt as her hand moved down the back of my legs until her hand was touching bare legs and then as her hand came back up my bare leg, it pulled my dress up. Her hand molded over my white cotton panties. The elastic was worn from so many washings, and barely held the panties up. Martha's thick fingers worked their way under the waistband of my panties, and as her hand moved back over my smooth skin, my panties were forced down. When my panties were below my hips the weight of them made them slide down my legs. Julie even had to remove her hand long enough for the panties to get past my butt. They were lying around my feet and over the tops of my "Mary- Jane's". The backs were caught on the ruffles of my ankle socks. I don't even know why I felt it necessary to step out of them to free my feet. Martha's hand was squeezing the orb of one of my butt cheeks. Julie was busy feeling my pussy again. It was breathtaking for me. I felt Martha's finger find the middle of my butt right where the cheeks come together. Her fingertip moved down the valley. I almost peed when I felt her finger touch my little asshole. That must have been a very erotic picture. I have wet dreams about it even today as I picture the mature woman, breast feeding a naked teenager and me with the teen's fingers playing with my virgin pussy and the adult woman tickling my tight little asshole. Julie was using her other hand to finger fuck her own pussy. I don't remember now, which one of them climaxed first. Martha was certainly getting some satisfaction from having us suck on her tits and playing with my butt. Julie was not only sucking milk from Martha, she was masturbating me and herself. She was old enough to cum and probably was the first. At any rate when she started quivering on Martha's lap and she removed her mouth from Martha's nipple, there was no milk seeping from her nipple anymore. Julie moved out from under Martha's arm and moved across the sofa until she was clear of our bodies. She had removed her hand from the surface of my pussy and I felt the cool air on my naked pussy. I regretted her stopping playing with my pussy. Martha virtually picked me up bodily and placed me on her lap in the opposite direction from the way Julie had been on her lap. The hand that had been playing with my ass was the one that had lifted me up and was still under my butt tickling my asshole. The other hand was free now to play with my swollen little pubis. It was so thrilling to have the woman tickling my asshole and virgin pussy too. My face was still pressed tightly against Martha's tit and I was sucking milk from her like I was a baby. When Julie got off of the sofa I wondered what she was going to do. I watched her come around and kneel on the floor in front of the sofa. I could not keep my eyes on her without letting go of the nipple but I could feel Julie spreading Martha's legs. I had to let go of Martha's nipple, so that I could watch what Julie was doing. Martha was still playing with my pussy and ass. Julie lifted Martha's dress. With me sitting on her lap it was not easy to get a look from my vantage point at what was going on under me. I felt the top of Julie's head under my butt. I had a good idea what she was doing but could not see. I had not suspected that Martha did not have panties on. Whatever Julie was doing down there it sure had an effect on Martha. Martha was making noise before she thrust her hips forward knocking Julie backwards. Julie virtually sat on her ass. Martha had been rubbing my pussy gently at first but just before she climaxed she was pressing her finger against my little clit so hard that it hurt. When it was over Julie put her clothes back on and I stood up so that I could get back into my panties. Martha buttoned up her dress. Before she pulled her dress back down I got a peek at her crotch and saw the dark tangle of hairs. I had no idea that she didn't have panties on until that monent. When Julie went back upstairs, Martha sat me down and told me that if I wanted to continue playing our games that I could not tell anyone about it. The prospect of doing something forbidden was too tempting for me to resist. I assured her that I would not tell anyone about the games we played. It was still at least an hour before mother would be home. So Martha was willing to continue my education. She propped me up against the big overstuffed arm of the sofa and pulled my panties off again. By that time they were stretched enough that they would have just about fallen off. I figured Martha was going to play with my pussy again. I like the feeling and was happy at the prospect. Martha had other ideas. She spread my legs and used her fingers to spread my little pussy. She was so close I could feel her breath on my flesh. She satisfied herself that I was still a virgin. She assured me that someday that if I wanted to lose my virginity she would do it for me. She assured me, "A lot of girls lose their hymen on bicycles seats or falls. No one need ever need to be told how I lost it. Just tell the doctor that you ran your bicycle into a curb. You felt a stabbing pain down there, and when you got home you found traces of blood in your panties that evening." I felt better knowing that no one could ever tell how I lost my virginity. While I was thinking about that I felt Martha kiss my open pussy. She was doing things with her tongue that was driving me crazy. I was squirming around. I could not believe what Martha was doing to me. There came a point that I could not take it anymore and I begged her to stop. She reluctantly lifted her head and I saw the glisten of my juices all over her face. It was a good thing she used non-smear makeup. She was still going to need to put some lipstick on before mother got home. Martha asked me, "Are you ready to taste a pussy?" I had seen my mother naked before and knew what adult women's pussies looked like. Just the same I was curious about Martha's pussy. I looked at her and shook my head up and down. Martha moved to the other end of the sofa and while she was doing that she was gathering up her dress above her waist. She propped her back against the arm of the sofa, the same way I had been. She lifted the inside leg and placed her foot on the sofa cushion with her knee bent. Her other leg was still firmly planted on the floor. When I looked at her I saw that her pussy had plenty of hair on it. She may have shaved hairs off that would have protruded beyond her panties but I did not know about such things back then. I followed her across the sofa and positioned myself between her legs. Now it was my turn to inspect a pussy. I ran my fingers through her pubic hair. Her flesh was very warm and the hairs were damp. When my fingers reached her pussy I found out that her labia stuck out beyond the opening like rubbery lips. I used both hands to part her lips and look at a pussy for the first time. There was a stiff ridge leading to what I was to learn was her clitoris, which was covered by her labia like a hood. The raw meat looking opening led to her urethra and her vagina the opening. When I suck my finger in there as far as I could, I felt a firm mound that was covered with slippery skin that Martha told me was her cervix. She told me that the sheath went further back beyond the cervix and that it would stretch to accommodate large dildos or dicks. After probing her pussy with my fingers I could not resist smelling my finger because her odor clung to my fingers so much. When I worked up the nerve to kiss her pussy I closed my eyes and placed my lips on her open pussy. When I started licking her pussy the same way Martha had done to me I got a stray hair caught on my tongue. I could not spit it out or swallow it. I had to lift my head and stick out my tongue as far as I could, and use my fingernail to scrape the hair off of my tongue. After that I did everything I could to insure that her hairs were parted before I stuck my tongue back into her pussy. Martha started moving her hips around to add to her enjoyment of my inexperienced tongue fucking. She humped my face until she climaxed. When she did cum she grabbed my head and forced it into her pussy so hard that I could not breathe until she released my head. When she recovered it was getting close to the time mother would get home. I got dressed and washed my face and hands. Martha did the same; we were starting dinner by the time Mom got home. She ate dinner with us and I could smell Martha's pussy any time I got my fingers close to my nose. Apparently soap and water was not enough to remove the smell of Martha's pussy juice smell. I was afraid mother was going to smell my hands and figure out what I had been doing. That night when I got ready for bed I could not resist smelling the fingers that had been in Martha's pussy while I used the other hand to masturbate. The next day was Friday, so after school let out I rushed home expecting to find Julie there with Martha again. When I arrived I was a little disappointed that Julie was not there. But at least I would have Martha all to myself. Martha's daughter was sound asleep in her car seat/chair. I ran to sit next to my beloved Martha. I cuddled up next to her right side. Martha wrapped her arm around me and we kissed. I was thrilled to be kissed by an adult like that. I had never been tongue kissed like that. Her breasts were not all that large but to me they were more than a handful. I had a hundred questions about sex but the most important one was about orgasms. I had witnessed both Julie and her having them the day before. I wanted to know why I didn't have one. Martha told me, "Honey, most girls don't have a climax until they are 11 or 12-years old." That was disappointing because that seemed like a lifetime away. Martha could see the disappointed expression on my face. She comforted me and told me, "Honey I don't know if I can make you cum but I can try." I could not express to her how much I wanted to find out what a climax was like. I pleaded with her to teach me. Martha made me stand up and she helped me take my clothes off. When I was totally naked she sat me down on the left side of her body. Martha stood up and unbuttoned the front of her dress. She unfastened her nursing bra and removed it. Just as she had the previous day Martha did not have panties on. When she sat back down she laced her arm through my right arm, behind my back and grasped my left arm right at the elbow, effectively rendering me helpless. She draped her right leg over my right leg. While she kissed me again, she took her right hand and placed it on my pussy. At that age my pussy was a plump little bulge with a fold running down the middle. When she parted that there was a little ridge running down the middle that led to the little nub and below that was the flabby little lips that would become the protruding lips I have today. Inside the labia were my urethra and the opening to my virgin vagina. (I had tested the hymen the night before but it hurt to press my finger against it.) What Martha did was to lay the length of her index finger against my pussy opening and she wiggled her finger against my opening so that she was rubbing my little clit. It was the most enjoyable feeling I had experienced. I was breathing harder and getting more excited from her stimulation of my clit. She did that so long that her hand got tired and she paused to rest, several times. When she paused I whimpered into her mouth and pleaded with her not to stop. The stimulation continued for so long that her touch almost became painful to me. The feeling became so intense that I started screaming into Martha's face, "GOOD GOD, GOOD GOD, PLEASE, PLEASE, I CAN'T STAND IT ANY LONGER, STOP, PLEASE STOP." My muscles went rigid and I blacked out. I don't know how long I was unconscious but when I opened my eyes, Martha's head was over me so close that her face was all I could see and her breath was blowing against my face. I looked up at her and asked, "What happened to me?" Martha kissed me on the lips very gently, "You just had your first climax!" All I could say was, "WOW!" My heart was pounding like I had just run a race without breathing. Martha was still stroking my clit gently now. She told me, "From now on you can have climaxes and in time you can make yourself cum just by rubbing your pussy against objects." I was so spent I felt like my limbs were being held down by gravity. I felt so relaxed that I just wanted to lay there and enjoy the feeling. When I calmed down I understood what Martha and Julie had felt the day before. I was willing to do anything for Martha to make her feel that way again. I pleaded, "Martha what can I do, to please you like that?" Martha hovered over me and lifted one of her breasts towards my mouth. I knew what she wanted and started sucking on her tit like a baby. My reward was several streams of her milk inside my mouth. I drank her milk until I could not get any more milk from her. It must have hurt Martha to have me sucking on an empty tit because she pulled her tit away from my mouth. She hovered even farther over me and offered the other tit. I sucked on the other nipple until it was empty. When she was finished feeding me, she sat back down on the sofa and relaxed for a moment. Then she placed her left hand on the back of my neck and pulled my head down to her lap. I had to change my position on the sofa. I pulled my right leg up and tucked it under my body so that I could sit at a right angle to Martha's body. I had to lift my butt up to be able to crouch over Martha's lap. That allowed Martha to rest her left hand on my butt while I sought out her hairy garden. This time I made sure there were no stray hairs to get caught in my throat before I stuck my tongue into her pussy. Martha's labia stuck well beyond her crack and I could suck on them one side at a time or gather them up and suck on them together. I used everything I knew of to please her. I finger fucked her, tongue fucked her, sucked on her clitoris until Martha pressed her heels on the floor, locked her knees and pressed her back against the back of the sofa to lift her butt off the sofa like she was a stiff board. When Martha let out a blast of air from her lungs she settled back down and stroked my hair while she told me how much she loved me. There was nothing more to do that evening. We washed up and got dressed before my mother got home. I deliberately avoided washing my hands so that I could enjoy the smell of Martha's pussy later that night in my bed. I wanted to visit Martha on Saturday but was told she was visiting relatives. I was broken hearted because I would not get to see her for at least two days. There was not much to do around the apartment building. I was looking for something to do to pass the time. The only common room in the building was the laundry room in the basement. I figured there might be someone down there to talk to at least. When I got down there I found a couple of older women doing their laundry. Mrs. Harris was a Scots-Irish woman. Her family was from Belfast, Ireland, and a proud Englishwoman. The second woman was Mrs. Murphy, a true Irishwoman from County Clare. These two women could hardly tolerate being in the same room with each other. The place smelled of soap and bleach and the air was warm and moist from the hot water and hot air dryers. When the washers were running and the dryers were tumbling it was hard to talk to anyone. You had to stand very close, and talk in each other's ear. You could talk to another person and someone six feet away could not hear what you were saying. I had no desire to get involved with their arguing about politics and was just about to leave when Julie came in. She had come down there to bum cigarettes from any woman she could hit up. She avoided Mrs. Harris because she smoked Old Saylor's (English brand). She headed straight for Mrs. Murphy because she smoked Camels filtered. Julie gave me a wave and motioned for me to wait. She leaned close to Mrs. Murphy, and whatever she said, Mrs. Murphy gave her three cigarettes. Julie kissed her on the cheek and she motioned for me to follow her as she bounded up the stairs. She led me up to her apartment. She told me that Mrs. Murphy was a sweetheart and an easy touch for smokes. I followed her through the apartment to her bedroom. Julie's bedroom was small. The room had a small closet, one window, dresser, folding chair and a twin bed. It was impossible to tell which clothes were dirty from the clean. To call her room a pig pen would be an injustice to pigs. Her clothes were scattered all over the place. The bed was unmade. There were snap shot pictures wedged between the mirror and frame and cheap costume jewelry and makeup scattered all over the top of the dresser. The chair by the bed had school books and fan magazines on it, along with a partly filled ashtray, and a "Bic" lighter. The room reeked of stale cigarette smoke. It took me a little while to get used to the smell. It turned out that Julie had the place to herself over the weekend because her mother was on a date with her new boyfriend. Julie was anxious to get out of her clothes. She pulled her thin jersey over the top of her head. Her shoulder length dark hair only required her to shake her head to put it back in place. Her young breasts were restrained in the cups of her delicate little natural colored bra. It was breathtaking for me to see her remove her bra. They were like flesh colored pears. The way her pink areolas puckered up and the nipples inverted. As soon as she removed her bra she cupped them in her hands and toyed with the nipples with her index fingers before she reached for the waistband of her jeans. She gave me that look as if to tell me to get undressed too. I had only put on a light jumper and shorts over my cotton panties along with crew socks and tennis shoes. It didn't take me more than thirty seconds to have all of my clothes off. I jumped on the rumpled bed and flopped down on the bed and wallowed in the warm scent of her body. It smelled like she had just rolled out of bed. I lay on my side to watch Julie finish getting undressed. Julie pulled the front of her jeans. The big brass button came undone and the remaining buttons came open in silence, exposing her naughty little low- rise baby blue panties. She used her toes to kick off her shoes. The jeans were tight fitting pegged legs that had to be peeled down her legs. She had to sit down on the side of her bed to pull the jeans off of her feet. When the only thing she had on was her panties, she turned to me and started kissing me while she felt up my body all over. I was fascinated by her breasts. I just had to feel them and used both hands to do so. I had to suck on her tits. It was interesting that while I was sucking on her tit I could smell her perfume between her breasts and the faint odor of the last cigarette she had smoked. I found the smell repulsive but at the same time I found it very erotic that she smoked in secret at her age. She had the face of an angel and behaved like a slut. She placed her hand between my legs and rubbed my little clit the same way Martha had. Julie produced a small battery powered massager, no larger than a roll of nickels, shaped like a torpedo. She pressed that little vibrator against my clit and switched it on. The vibration was enough to give me the feeling that had taken Martha a long time to achieve. Whenever Julie tried to stop I grabbed her wrist and made her keep rubbing my clit with her toy until I reached the second climax of my life. When I started quivering it startled Julie because she thought I was too young to have climaxes. When I calmed down Julie had me turn over and get on all fours with my butt sticking up in the air. She used that little vibrating torpedo on my little pink asshole. She was kissing both of my ass cheeks while she held that toy against my asshole. The toy was still moist from the juices my pussy had smeared on it and to my dismay she pressed the tip of the torpedo against my sphincter and forced it into my asshole. The vibration felt unbelievable I felt like I had to pee. I actually had another climax from what she was doing to me. Then I collapsed on her bed totally spent. It scared Julie because she thought she had hurt me. She lay on me and hugged me while I quivered in another climax. When I was able, I turned over under her and kissed her on the mouth in my way of thanking her for what she had done to me. We lay there hugging and kissing for awhile before we talked about what she had done to me. Julie wanted me to suck her pussy for her. I was thrilled at the opportunity to please her. I would have done anything to please her at that point. Julie moved me aside so that she could position herself in the middle of her bed. She propped her body against a couple of pillows stacked against the wall. She bent her knees and spread her legs to make room for me to get between her legs so that I could make love to her. She let me play with her breasts for awhile before she got horny enough that she wanted me to suck her pussy. As I had noted before she shaved her pussy so that she could wear the smallest panties without a hair sticking out. She deliberately made sure the hairs remaining were all a uniform length. There was only a narrow strip above her crack. At least when I licked her pussy I didn't have to worry about getting a stray hair in my mouth. I licked her crack with all of the enthusiasm of a kitten licking milk. Julie was stroking my hair while I licked her pussy. As I grew bolder I stuck my tongue into her vagina and sucked on her clit, Julie gripped my hair by the hands full and pulled and pushed my head against her pussy more demandingly. By the time she was about to cum she was hissing all kinds of obscenities at me as she smothered me with her pussy. When she climaxed she let go of my head and let her legs straighten out and she closed her eyes while she enjoyed a climax. I was laying there with my chin resting on her pubis as I adored her. Julie reached over to that chair by her bed and picked up one of the cigarettes she had bummed and her lighter. She lit up and after drawing a lung full of smoke she blew a cloud of gray smoke towards the ceiling. She was trying to look so grownup the way she held the cigarette between her fingers. I watched every move she made. I wanted to be just like her. We lay around all weekend. If we were not eating we were having sex with each other. Julie called Martha up and she came over to enjoy the party too. When Martha was not breast feeding her daughter we were sucking on her tits. I was having the most fun of my life. I was having sex with a mother figure and an older sister figure too. The first hitch in my sex life came the day I had Julie over and was sucking her pussy when mother walked in on us. I got the whipping of my life. I was called all kinds of names for doing that to her. I was forbidden to ever see Julie again. That did not stop me from having sex with girls. I was making friends with girls at school that were willing to talk about having sex with girls. I spent more time away from home so that I could indulge in my passion for sex with girls. Some of the girls I went to school with had been introduced to sex by older sisters and relatives. I made friends with them too. Martha and I continued to have sex when she babysat me. I just made sure that I stayed at her house when she sat for me. Even after her daughter was weaned from breast feeding I enjoyed nursing from her milk bar for a long time. It was so reassuring and comforting to lie on her lap sucking on a tit while she masturbated me. To this day I have a strong desire to suck milk from women's breasts and to sniff the odor of a strong smelling pussy. I hope you enjoyed the story, and if you have a story you would like told, please send your mail to janmay699@yahoo.com