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Introduction: A single guy is invited to babysit an 8yo little girl and he ends
up fucking her.
Author: Anonymous
I couldn’t believe how incredibly sexy she was. It’d been more than 2 years
since I’d last seen her. Since I’d last touched her, tasted her. And now here
she was once more, her brown eyes matching the smile that crossed her lips. She
wore a cute little pink dress that was about half a size too small and I could
make out what I thought were dark blue panties beneath it. I wondered silently
if she’d chosen dark underpants on purpose, knowing full well my gaze would
drift towards her hot little ass before long. I decided to ask her, but it
would have to wait.
For now, Chantelle’s mother stood there with her, thanking me for taking the 8-
year old in for the day and admonishing the little girl to behave before
finally turning and hurrying off to work.
I closed the door and turned to go up the stairs and was pleasantly surprised
to see Chantelle standing there inching her dress upwards.
-“God, I’m so fucking horny!” she told me, and then quickly added “Uh oh. I
said a naughty word. You gonna spank me?”
I smiled at the little nymph and took her into my arms. God, she felt so good!
We kissed like a couple of horny teenagers. I pulled her dress up and grabbed
that sweet ass, lifting her off the ground as she threw her arms around my
neck, her tongue practically half-way down my throat. I carried her up the
stairs and sat her on the edge of the couch as I broke off our kiss and settled
to my knees.
I pulled her panties down and off, then spread her legs and lowered myÂ head so
that her bald pussy was right in front of my face. I grabbedÂ one ass-cheek in
each hand and lifted to get a taste of her forbidden,Â underage fruit.
It was even better than I remembered. The last time I’d been able to eat
Chantelle’s sweet little snatch was just before her 6th birthday. At that
point, I’d known the little girl and her mother and sister, Kelly, for a couple
of years and had been happily molesting Chantelle for most of that time. From
the first time, when she was a mere 3-years old, she’d loved it. I made no
pretence about what I wanted from her the first time her mother had left the
little girl with me to watch for the day. Her mother had been gone less than
five minutes before I’d had Chantelle’s pull-ups around her ankles and
wasÂ gently fondling her puffy little cunt. From then on, she was more
thanÂ happy to strip down for me and let me have my way with her.
As time went on, I introduced my little lover to oral sex both as giver and
receiver. She took to sucking cock quite nicely. At first, of course, she
couldn’t get much of my 8″ dick into her mouth, but as she got more and more
practice, she began to take more and more of it in and before long was
deepthroating me without a second thought. It was wonderful.
Kelly was nearly 2 by then and I’d begun to notice her too and had even
introduced Chantelle to the idea of a threesome with her little sister. She was
excited about it, particularly after seeing pictures and video clips of kiddy
threesomes I’d downloaded from the internet. Things were definitely looking
good for this pedophile!
And that was when they moved. The girls’ mother got a better paying job and
wanted to live in a better neighborhood clear across town. I made sure to let
her know that I was still available to babysit, but it just wasn’t feasible
after they moved. I got the occasional phone call from them, just to say hello,
but aside from once seeing the mom in the mall once, didn’t see any of them
until today, after getting a call to say that the regular babysitter
wasn’tÂ available and it was urgent. Kelly was at her father’s, but Chantelle
(who had a different father) had nowhere to go.
Chantelle’s pussy was good and wet. I drank up every last drop of her sweet
kiddy-juice and slowly inserted my middle finger. I went slow at first. This
wasn’t Chantelle’s first time being finger-fucked by an adult – far from it –
but it had been awhile and the last thing I wanted to do was hurt her. Before
long, I was fingering her like I had hundreds of times before and when I wasn’t
busy sucking on or lapping at her clit, I was talking nasty to her.
“You like that, don’t you? You like feeling my finger slidingÂ in and out of
your tight little cunt, huh?”
Chantelle hadn’t forgotten the naughty words she’d liked to useÂ back when she
was but a first-grader. “Mmmm yeah! Shove that fingerÂ into me! Fuck me with
it! I LOVE it!”
I moved up the little girl’s body and whispered in her ear, “Do you think
you’re ready for something bigger, babygirl? Hmm? Is my little girl ready to
feel my hard cock in her little-girl pussy?”
We’d both stopped our sex-play and Chantelle looked into myÂ eyes. “I think
so,” she said quietly “but can I suck it first?”
I stood up in answer and watched as the little goddess got to her knees and
first unzipped my jeans, then pulled them and my underwear down to my ankles.
She grasped my hard cock in one hot little hand, reminding me of the days when
the little cutie had to useboth of them to handle me, and without hestitation
took me into her mouth.
I groaned as I watched the entire length of my cock disappearÂ between
Chantelle’s lips. If I didn’t know any better, I’d have saidÂ that it had only
been days since she’d last tasted man-meat. I knew itÂ wouldn’t take long
before I filled that hungry little mouth with my hotÂ cum.
I put my hands on the little girl’s head and talked more shit to her. “That’s
it baby! Suck that hard cock! Oh yeah! I love seeing a sexy little girl suck my
cock! You’re such a great little cocksucker! I can’t wait to fuck that hot
little pussy of yours!”
Chantelle responded by sucking harder and faster. She was as eager to taste my
load as I was to give it to her. She gently fondled my balls with one hand
while the other firmly gripped the base of my cock. I looked down as
Chantelle’s lips moved back and forth along the length of my swollen member. If
there was one thing that could send me over the edge quickly, it was the site
of a sexy little girl with a hard adult cock in her mouth.
I stared into Chantelle’s eyes and began fucking her hot little mouth. “Get
ready, babygirl! I’m gonna cum! Gonna fill that sweet little mouth full of my
hot cum! Nnnngg!! Mmmmyeah! Oh god! Gonna shoot my load right into a little
girl’s mouth!”
I pulled back until the tip of my cock was just inside the little girl’s mouth
as my cum boiled over into it. Chantelle worked hard to gobble it all up as
fast as she could, but my sticky semen still dribbled from the corners of the
little girl’s mouth. When I was done, I turned and collapsed onto the couch and
Chantelle moved to between my legs to lick the last of my seed from my spent
cock. That done, the 3rd grader began to lick her way down to my asshole,
knowing it was the easiest way to keep my cock good and hard for her.
I smiled to myself. I had it made. Here, this little sweetheart knew exactly
what it took to please me. Not only that, but she WAS exactly what pleased me:
A horny little girl. I’d been lucky enough to have molested dozens of sexy
little girls in my lifetime. I’d tasted pussy of all ages; from the sweet &
sour taste of hot baby cunt only 8 months old to the sopping-wet cunt of girls
13 years old, who knew exactly what they wanted. All things considered,
Chantelle really wasn’t much different than any of those other girls, but she
had knack for giving pleasure like none of the others. I’d never hidden the
fact that I was bisexual from any of my little-girl lovers. I’d had my ass
fingered and dildo-fucked by most of them. I’d swallowed my own cum from plenty
of little-girl mouths, but still, Chantelle was different somehow. If ever
there was someone who was a natural at giving and receiving sexual pleasure,
Chantelle was her.
Now, she tongued my asshole like an old pro. One hand was constantly either
stroking my cock or fondling my sensitive balls.
She looked up at me and said, “I want that big ol’ cock deep inside me. You
ready to feel my tight little virgin cunt around it?”
I couldn’t say anything. I simply nodded, then watched as Chantelle stood up,
then climbed on top of me and gave my cock a little kiss.
I was transfixed on her fingers. Sure, I’d seen them wrapped around my cock
more times than I could count, but never as she prepared to be impaled upon it.
She wore pink nail polish and the nails themselves gave away the fact that she
was still just a child, chewed or cut too short, the way little girls’ nails
usually are.
She held my cock up straight and slowly lowered herself onto it. There was a
little resistance as my thick cock tried to make it’s way inside the little
girl, but Chantelle’s pussy was wet in anticipation of her first fuck. As has
happened every time I fucked a little girl in the past, I nearly came the
instant my cock started to sink into her. God, she was so TIGHT!
For her part, Chantelle was taking it all much better than many of the other
little girls I’d diddled over the years. Instead of the usual grimace the
momentary pain of breaking a hymen usually brought to the faces of the others,
Chantelle face maintained a look of total pleasure as her hot little cunt
slowly devoured my cock. As with the others, when the little girl was finally
seated firmly on top of me, my cock buried all the way inside her, Chantelle
paused for a moment and stared down between her legs as if not believing they’d
managed to get something that big all the way inside.
I knew exactly what she was feeling. No matter how many times I fuck a little
girl, and no matter how old they are at the time, I’ll always pause a moment
after initially my cock sinks all the way into them. The contrast is just too
stark to overlook: a hairy, rigid penis buried to the hilt inside a tight,
underaged, hairless little-girl pussy. No matter how many times I see it, it
will forever remain a thing of beauty, like seeing your first sunset or
watching a flower in bloom.
When Chantelle was comfortable upon my cock, she slowly raised herself up and
then lowered herself again. Her gaze was locked between her legs the whole
time.
It was slow at first, but eventually, my hot little 8-year old lover was riding
my cock like a seasoned pro. Her pussy was one of the tightest I’d ever had the
pleasure of fucking. If I hadn’t already cum in her mouth, I’d have blown my
load into the little girl long ago. As it was though, I managed to hang on as I
watched that sweet little hairless pussy slide up and down my cock.
Finally, I knew I could hold out no longer. I pulled my hot little underaged
lover’s face to mine and kissed her deeply while keeping one hand on her sexy
little ass. My tongue snaked into her eager mouth while my erect cock exploded
inside her tiny pussy. Pulse after pulse of sticky semen filled her cunt.
The look on Chantelle’s face was one of pure ecstasy. At that moment, it didn’t
matter that I was 33-years old and she was just a little girl. The fact that
she was only 8 most certainly DID occur to me; if it didn’t, I probably
wouldn’t have been a pedophile. But I was and I am. And as I pumped my seed
into Chantelle, nothing else mattered.
After Chantelle had her own orgasm, she collapsed breathless on top of me. I
held her tight for what seemed like eternity but in reality was no more than
ten minutes. Finally she raised her head and gazed at me the way only a lover
can.
When she finally spoke, she said “Oh. My. God. That was incredible! I can’t
believe how good that felt! Oh my god! Mom said it was gonna be amazing, but
she didn’t say it would be like THAT! Oh my god!”
At first nothing that she said registered. The thing that no one but a
pedophile seems to understand is that sex is as natural to someone who’s 3-
years old as it is to someone who’s 30. And when they experience it for the
first time, the reaction is pretty much the same: much more pleasurable than
they’d ever thought it would be. I wasn’t surprised at what Chantelle had to
say about it; judging by how much she’d enjoyed our sex play years earlier, I
had no doubt that she’d thoroughly enjoy actual intercourse. It wasn’t until
she looked at me with the look of someone caught in a lie that what she said
finally sank in.
“You MOTHER??!?” I said. “Your MOTHER??!?!? She knows??”
In spite of how much I enjoyed the way her young pussy felt around my cock, I
felt it wilt inside of Chantelle. This was the last thing I needed; I mentally
began making a list of every child-sex-related item I had in the house; the
videos on tape, the stuff I’d downloaded over several years, the little girls’
panties I’d kept after sexing the little beauties up. All gone to pot now,
itÂ seemed.
“No!” Chantelle yelled, despite being inches from my face.
“She doesn’t know about you! Honest!”
I was pissed off by then. “Well what the fuck DOES she know?” I demanded.
Tear welled up in Chantelle’s eyes. “I didn’t tell her anything!” she sobbed.
“I swear!”
I took a deep breath. “Okay,” I said. “What did you tell her?”
Taking a breath of her own, Chantelle began. “Well, after we moved and I knew
that I wouldn’t be able to have our special times together, I started to think
of what you used to talk about. You know, about how much fun it would be to…
you know, have sex with me and Kelly at the same time.”
Oh no. I had a funny feeling I knew where this was going and, in spite of the
fact that thinking about it was turning me on, wasn’tÂ sure I liked it.
“So, I um… you know…” Chantelle continued.
“Tell me.” I said.
“Well, after Mom put us to bed, after Kelly wasn’t in her crib any more, I
started to do stuff with her.”
My cock was hardening quickly. “What kind of stuff?” I asked.
Chantelle turned away from me and focused on a plant in the corner. “You know.
The stuff you used to do to me. I took her diaper off and did those things.”
I began caressing her baby-soft ass and gently moving my hips up and down as my
cock hardened inside her. “You played with her pussy?” I asked.
“Uh-huh.” Chantelle answered. Her breathing was coming in short gasps. She was
as turned on as I was at the thought of the sex play she enjoyed with her
little sister.
“What else?” I wanted to know. “Did you lick her pussy the way I used to lick
yours? Did you finger-fuck your baby sister?”
Chantelle began moving her own hips up and down in response to my movements.
“Uh-huh. I licked her pussy like you used to lick mine.”
My cock was fully erect again and I was all-out fucking the hot little 8-year
old on top of me. I was ramming my cock as deep into Chantelle as I possibly
could and she was taking it.
“So what happened?” I panted. “Did your mother catch your? Did she walk in on
your while you were lapping at your baby sister’s cunt? Huh?? Is that what
happened?”
Chantelle couldn’t speak. Like me, she was too close to the edge now for
something that required as much concentration as something as simple as talking
did. I fucked the little girl hard and french-kissed the same hot mouth that
had gone down on her own sister. God, how I envied her at that moment! It
didn’t take long before I was emptying my third load of cum into the little
girl’s body.
When it was over, Chantelle again lay panting on top of me, totally spent. When
she managed to catch her breath, she told me about how her mother had caught
her diddling her little sister six months earlier, and although she’d grilled
the 7-year old about where she’d learned to do such things, Chantelle hadn’t
breathed a word about the things we’d done together as neighbors.
Her mother hadn’t been satisfied though, and continued to question Chantelle
about her knowledge, hoping to catch her in a lie. It continued until one
night, a week ago. when her mother had gone out drinking. She’d come home late
that night and had gotten Chantelle out of bed and again questioned her.
“Tell me, you little slut!” she’d said. “I want to know where you learned that
shit! Little girls don’t just eat their sisters out out of the blue!”
Chantelle had said nothing, hoping that her mother would stop. Instead though,
the 24-year old mother began undressing. “Ok then. If that’s the way you want
it. You want to eat pussy? Huh? Fine! You’re gonna eat mine!”
Chantelle had been scared at first, but as her mother forced the little girl’s
head between her legs, Chantelle finally relented and had gone down on her
mother.
According to the little girl on top of me, her mother had been almost violent
at first. But as the little girl’s tongue worked it’s magic on the older
woman’s cunt, the mother had settled back to thoroughly enjoy her daughter’s
oral minstrations.
Chantelle’s mother orgasmed on the tip of her daughter’s tongue and then
promptly passed out. It wasn’t until the day before yesterday that the subject
of that night’s activities had come up again.
“It was Steve, wasn’t it?” her mother had asked, referring to me. “Don’t even
bother answering me. I know it was. And you know how I’m gonna find out?”
Chantelle shook her head.
“He’s gonna babysit you. And when you come home with cum on your breath or
dripping from your pussy, I’ll know!”
And so here we were. Chantelle worried about what was gonna happen when her
mother discovered that it really was me who’d been diddling her daughter and
had taught her the things she’d done with her little sister.
I wasn’t thinking about it that way though. I was thinking about a woman who’d
been so desperate that she’d forced her own daughter to eat her out. A woman
who had everything to lose if I were to convince her daughter to go public with
such information. And I was confidant in my ability to convince Chantelle to do
just that if need be.
It wouldn’t be long, I knew, before I was in little-girl pussy heaven with both
Chantelle and her 4-year old sister, Kelly – and with the blessing of their
mother.
** END **
