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Story_intro: Being one of the only teenagers in a small community is tough. It comes with plenty of responsibilities. One of them is babysitting some of the younger children in the neighborhood. My favorite of all of them is little Chelsea. Chelsea is a gorgeous six year old girl with shoulder length blonde hair and blue eyes. When she smiles she melts your heart.


LiL Chelsea
by LordT


	Being one of the only teenagers in a small community is tough. It comes with plenty of responsibilities. One of them is babysitting some of the younger children in the neighborhood. My favorite of all of them is little Chelsea. Chelsea is a gorgeous six year old girl with shoulder length blonde hair and blue eyes. When she smiles she melts your heart.

	 It's hard to say no to her. On one Friday night I was asked to stay over their house to watch little Chelsea so that her parents could go clubbing with some of their friends from work. They payed real good and Chelsea was always a blast to hang out with so it didn't really present a problem. When I got there her parents were real brief with me and left promptly. Chelsea was laying on her stomach on the floor, still in her school uniform skirt. Her legs were spread with her feet up in the air. Her hands were holding both sides of her face. She was definintely riveted in SpongeBob. I sat down on the couch behind her and as she studied the program, I took the opportunity to study her. She was so cute. Her hair had one of those scrunchies in it to make a tiny pony tail. I then noticed that as she moved her legs to and fro, her little skirt began to widen as well giving me a brief view of her tight cotton panties each time. Subconciously, my hand went right to my dick, and i pressed inward with my palm, still trying to remain inconspicuous, just in case she turned her head. Commercial finally came, and sure enough she turned to face me smiling.

	"Hi Frankie! I didn't even hear you come in."

	She walked over to me and gave me a big hug. She had that little girlie smell that drove me wild. She sat next to me and put her head on my shoulder. It was a ritual with her. She loved sitting with me. AS the night rolled on we went from sitting to laying on the couch, and she ended up with her entire body on one of my legs, hugging it all the way around. Her head was a little above my torso and her crotch was directly on my knee. I could tell because somehow as she adjusted, her skirt rode up again and I could feel the soft cotton panties and puffiness through it. I was as hard as a rock! She was drifting off into sleep so I turned to a cable movie. It was difficult holding attention to the movie but I tried best I could. Then it happened. It happened subtly at first but I payed attention to it immediately. She began to slowly grind her little pussy into my knee! She was humping it! She began to moan quietly in her slumber and after a few minutes she began picking up speed!

	! I couldn't believe what I was seeing, or feeling for that matter. I so wished that it was my cock! Then I thought about it. Why shouldn't it be my cock? I didn't know if I could get it as hard as my knee but hell it should get hard enough for her to feel. I gently put my hands under her arms and dragged her upwards so that I was holding her. She sort of started to wake up briefly but then quickly returned to dreamland. Carefully, I lifted her skirt again and her crotch was right on my raging hard on. I was right. It wasn't as hard as a knee which made it all the more better because as she started humping again she really had to grind into my meat to get the proper feelings she so desired. I was in heaven. Here was this amazing little girl going to town on my cock and not even realizing she was doing it. It was like having all the perks of doing something naughty with a kid and none of the consequences. Chelsea was breathing heavier now and grunting as her rhythm sped up. I was matching her as best I could, when she would push down, I would push up, so far up in fact that I was lifting my butt into her off the couch. My hands were on her soft puffy ass as well which added even more grindage to my assault. Chelsea was frantic now, nuzzling her head into my neck and biting me in her sleep. I don't know how she stayed asleep. Her little ass was pushing into me so hard that I could see it wrinkle just under where her ass met her leg. Her panties were soaking wet now and I wished to god that we could both be naked and grinding the same way. I knew she was too young to penetrate, but for me this was enough. Pushing into this cute kids bald pussy made me mad with lust. So much so that I completely took over. I was grabbing her ass now and pushing it up and down the length of my shaft all by myself. Harder and harder I pushed until finally she bit my neck real hard. We both stopped together and there was an explosion between the two of us beyond belief. The biting just made my orgasm go on longer. We were both so wet from the experience that I immediately started to think about all the bad things that were going to happen when she woke up. Chelsea opened her eyes and looked at me strangely. 

	"A..are you ok Chelsea?"

	She cocked her head when she looked at me. 

	"What happened? Why am I so wet?"

	"I don't know. It was weird. You just started going up and down on me. Then things just got real wet."

	Chelsea blushed. Then she began to cry. 

	Yep. I thought to myself. I'm done for. She's going to tell her mom that I did something bad to her. I'm dead.

	"Sorry Frankie."

	Was I hearing her correctly?

	"I've been doing that alot in my sleep lately. Usually it's with a pillow or a stuffed animal. I've never done that to a person before. I know you hate me now."

	Tears were really falling now and I put my arms around Chelsea for comfort.

	"Honey, I can never hate you."

	"But I peed all over you."

	"You didn't pee Chelsea. That fluid comes out of everyone who humps like you did."

	"It does?"

	"Yup. Some of it is mine too. Now go clean up."

	"You won't tell on me then?"

	"Of course not silly."

	"I love you Frankie."

	Chelsea began her walk to the bathroom then stopped and turned around.

	"Some of the fluid was yours?"

	oops....did I say that?

	










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