This time the dream Casey Lyons woke up from began with a cute black and white kitten licking her nose. The embrace continued with pecks on the cheek, nibbles on the earlobe, and a playful nip on the lips. Between attacks, the playful kitten purred, loud enough to vibrate against Casey's body. She pledged to keep the kitten safe no matter what…
Casey opened her eyes, finding those of Olivia staring back at her. The preteen smiled at her babysitter. "Morning, my sleepy lover."
The older girl crushed her body into her eleven-year-old charge. This week had been the ultimate in the history of babysitting opportunities. It just had to be.
"I wish I could stay here in your arms forever," said Olivia. "You're the best fucking sitter. I want you to hold me as long as you can."
"I wish I could also, baby girl. But I have things I have to do today. But I'll make it up to you tomorrow. Can't tell you how, but I promise I will."
Olivia sighed. "I guess I'll wait, but it won't be easy." She kissed her babysitter on the lips before hopping out of the bed.
Casey watched that cute bare ass until it exited the room. She wouldn't mind seeing that view every morning for the rest of her life.
When Casey started downstairs, she caught the aroma of frying sausage. She peeked into the kitchen to see Olivia's mother at the stove, preparing breakfast.
"Good morning, Casey," said Mrs. Horner. "Did you sleep well?"
"Ah…yes, ma'am," the girl answered.
"When I looked in when I got home, you two looked exhausted. Too much swimming I'd guess. But I'm glad Olivia is getting some exercise." She gestured to the table. "Please sit down for some breakfast. I just made a batch of waffles." She giggled, not the sound Casey expected from an adult. "I hope you don't think I'm fattening you up."
That particular thought had crossed the girl's mind. However, she said nothing. "So Mrs. Horner, did you have a good class last night?"
"It's Jane, remember. And yes. My project team compiled some very interesting data. Now I'm in charge of stuffing it into a spreadsheet and crunching out the results by tomorrow night." She placed the food in front of the girl. "Casey, could I impose on you once more?"
"I don't know spreadsheets."
"No, no. I know it's all last minute and everything, but could you watch my daughter today?"
Casey took a deep breath. "I'd love to…but…I have this huge book report due on Monday, and I've slacked off so far. I haven't even finished reading the book. And my notes are all on my computer…"
Jane held up her hand. "If it would be any easier, Olivia could go over to your house. I'm sure my little girl could find something quiet to keep herself busy so you don't get distracted."
Casey struggled not to laugh out loud. That little girl was the most distracting force on the whole planet, at least for her. "All right," she said aloud. "I guess I could do that for a little while to give you some quiet time."
Mrs. Horner sat in the chair next to the girl. "I know what you've been doing."
Blood drained from the babysitter's face. How much trouble could she be in? "I…ah…we…"
"You gave up practically your entire spring vacation week for my daughter. That makes you a saint in my book. I'm going to make it up to you. This summer, Olivia and I are planning a nice long vacation. I insist you accompany us. We would both love to have you and won't take no for an answer."
Casey almost fainted from the news. She envisioned an orange jumpsuit, not a suitcase. Then a sudden thought struck her. "I…I have summer camp."
"We'll work around it. At least think about it."
The girl nodded.
Jane rose from her chair. "Oh, by the way. I talked with Mrs. Schneider. It turns out I know Phoebe from the gym. I have no problem with Olivia going to her house from the slumber party tomorrow night. It'll give me some time to celebrate the end of my class with my team."
Casey's face brightened. Everything was looking up for her.
This had to be the hardest assignment Casey had ever tackled. It was hard enough to get through the book she chose, based on the slickest cover, not the blurb on the back. She hated the dystopian speculative fiction with it smattering of foreign-sounding phrases in the dialog and the underlying lesbian romance between the normal if not paranoid earth girl and the extraterrestrial time traveler. Having a naked Olivia sitting at her computer fighting off zombies distracted her to no end. Even with the preteen wearing her headphones, the occasional "YES!" of vanquishing the undead startled the teen, causing her to lose her place in the book. She read one line at least four times, still not understanding its significance.
"Olivia, when you hit a breaking point, could you come here?" The preteen gave her the thumbs up sign.
Casey had been reading on her bed, also in the buff. Since the OwlHoot program with its hypnotic screensaver had suggested the girls stay unclothed whenever possible, and her mother inadvertently received a similar message, Casey had become a homebound nudist.
"Whatcha need?" asked the younger girl after a minute of battling.
"Climb into my arms."
"Gladly." She fell onto the bed and faced Casey.
"Now turn around." Olivia complied, grinding her bare ass into Casey's lap. "Get comfy. I need to read you this passage so I can understand it."
Holding the book in one hand, the teen read, "Xeria placed her index tentacle on the exposed left breast of Sarai and attached the sucker to the turgid nipple. Then she took her dorsal tentacle and passed it between their legs to us its prehensile tip to invade the love canal of the earth girl."
"How did this ever make it on the reading list?" giggled Olivia.
"It displaced Huck Finn, I think. Now shush." Casey continued with the next line, dialog from the time traveler using inconceivable consonant combinations. At the end Xeria nibbled on her captive's earlobe.
"Feels good," moaned Olivia, back in real life.
The two continued that way for the final thirty pages or so of the book. When they finished the story, the overly stimulated, but frustrated Olivia freed herself from their unique reading position. "Eat me now. No more touching."
Casey snickered. "Gladly," she said as she went down on the preteen. Their lovemaking surpassed the descriptions Xenia imposed on Sarai, as far as climaxes go. Ironically, the book had ended rather anticlimactically.
"Would you like to have tentacles?" asked Olivia when they paused for a breath.
Casey shook her head no. "How about you?"
"Nah. I have enough to do with these ten digits." She waved her fingers in Casey's face. "I'm sorry I wrecked your studying."
"Don't worry. I'm not sure I could have made it through the novel without you. I think you gave me better insight into the story than any reader deserved. This will be my best book report ever, at least the most enjoyable. I can feel it in my tentacles." With that they both laughed.
Casey finished typing her rough draft just before midnight. On the bed, her sleeping princess had conked out a couple hours before. Absolutely beautiful. She was glad Jane allowed the girl to spend the night.
While she tidied up her notes, the screensaver came on, the first time all day. The spiral grid spun in its mesmerizing way, drawing Casey in yet again. She thought she had adjusted to the underlying program manipulating her thoughts, but it could still surprise her by implanting a post-hypnotic suggestion.
When it finished, she rose and retrieved a jar of petroleum jelly from the bathroom. As she entered the room Olivia sat up. "Whatcha got there?" the preteen asked.
"Something to help. The program said to do so. Go to the bathroom, and we can use it when you return."
Trusting her babysitter, Olivia did as she was ordered. She left and returned a minute later. Flopping down on her stomach on the bed, she arched her butt into the air. "He told me while I was playing my game that the next step would be tonight," the younger girl said. "He told me patience would be rewarded."
Casey put a glob of the cold gel between Olivia's cheeks and on her sphincter. The little girl shivered, but said nothing. "I hope you like this. My friend did it to me the other day, but without any lubrication help. This should make it just a little more pleasant." She rubbed more of the goo on her middle finger before putting the digit at the puckered entrance. "Just relax."
"Okay," said the nervous girl.
Casey massaged the region before touching the target again. They took deep breaths together before Casey pushed.
"Oooh," said Olivia. At least it wasn't an "Owww."
"How's it feel?"
"Ah…fine. Funny, but not bad. I…I think I like it." Then with a sudden revelation, she said, "Wait, you're in me."
"Yeah."
"Then I love it."
Casey slowly pushed farther in, pulling back and repeating as the girl allowed. Olivia tried sucking the finger in, though her muscles had no experience at that operation. They were more used to pushing stuff out.
Casey extracted the middle finger over the protest of the girl. Quickly she lubed her index finger and pushed both through the opening. That brought a welcoming moan from Olivia.
With her other hand Casey found the clit on the other side. Moving both together made Olivia shudder in an orgasm.
"Are you sure you don't have tentacles?" asked the girl as she recovered.
"Pretty sure," giggled Casey. "So you want to try?"
"You bet. On your belly, butt up."
Casey smiled. This was going to be a great night. She just hoped they got some sleep.
In the morning, Olivia found her lover busy typing on the computer. Casey had woken up an hour before and wanted to tackle the book report. Not wanting to disturb her, Olivia spent the time staring at the naked girl and masturbating. That eventually got Casey's attention, who then joined the younger girl to give Olivia pleasure.
After breakfast, they got Casey's mom to drive them to the office supply store that was having a sale on thumb drives. After clearing the shelf of the cheap ones, they returned to their homes. Next they stopped at Olivia's house for another cold session in the pool and lunch before they headed to bed, separately, to takes naps in preparation for the slumber party.
At three, Mrs. Horner drove the girls to the Schneider's house. Casey had packed not only her toothbrush, but also the gel and ten thumb drives, each with her favorite screensaver on it. In her overnight bag, Olivia only brought her toothbrush, confident she wouldn't need a change of clothes.
The girls had arrived early on purpose, using the excuse that Olivia's mother had to go to class. While Olivia went to DeeDee's room, Casey installed the thumb drive on the family's main computer and had Mrs. Schneider watch it. Olivia did the same upstairs with her young hostess. By the time the doorbell rang again, two more converts were prepared by the OwlHoot program.
Tamara Johnson arrived first. Having already come under the spell of the screensaver program, she helped with arrivals. In order Sadie, Karrie, Hayley, Sophia and her little sister Isabella, and finally Lizzy entered into their web.
Each of the girls was escorted to DeeDee's computer and saw the introductory screen. As their predecessors had, the new girls removed their panties and deposited them in the trash. That included Phoebe, DeeDee's mother. Her instructions were to allow the party goers to have fun and do anything short of burning the place down. Plus she would pay for the pizza delivery that by girl law accompanied every slumber party.
Instead of DeeDee running the party as she always did, the program suggested the entertainment. A version of strip poker got the party started, and the girls naked. Then came nail painting, both finger and toe nails, of course. By then the pizza arrived. DeeDee was shocked when her mother wasn't nonplused while the ten nubile girls ran around the house stark naked.
After refreshments, the girls pulled out the Twister pad. Naked Twister rendered the old rules for the game obsolete. While the two younger girls played the game to win, the others did more touching and rubbing of their opponent's body than normal. Shy Sadie, the wallflower of the group, groped Hayley every chance she got. Normally surefooted Lizzy fell at the slightest hint of a breeze, usually taking out Kerry or Sophia. The eliminated pair then would covertly make out in the corner until the next round. Tamara kept her fingers ready for an exposed ass just begging for the tall girl to touch.
When the group tired of the game, DeeDee put on a romantic comedy video. While it wasn't very explicit, the girls acted out what should have happened to make the movie a big blockbuster. To add a little spice, every so often, DeeDee would call switch, and new partnerships were consecrated.
After the credits rolled, the girls tried a game of Spin the Bottle. That paired the girls off, though Olivia and Isabella, the youngest pair were already designated a couple.
For the rest of the night, the other eight girls played at speed dating, swapping spit or other bodily fluids with whoever they coupled with for that round. This way everyone had time with everyone else. They lost track of orgasms, every girl reaching double digits. The petroleum jelly came in handy with Tamara initiating all of the older girls with her anal specialty.
As for Olivia and Isabella, they crept away after Twister to Phoebe's bedroom where they stayed out of the way. Needless to say, the more experienced girl made the ten-year-old newbie into the happiest girl in the house.
Around three, the lights went out and the girls fell asleep in one huge naked pile.
In the morning, the pile began untangling and heading for the shower. The house smelled of stale pussy juice until Phoebe put on a couple pounds of bacon. After a hearty breakfast, the girls reluctantly dressed, all of them returning to their homes commando.
As their rides arrived, Casey handed out the thumb drives she had made, one per household. Everyone pledged to install the program as soon as they returned home and to share it with their families and friends.
Casey's mother was the last to arrive, taking her daughter and Olivia home. They realized that the week of babysitting was coming to a close. The intense feelings between the two would be put on hold for now.
While schoolwork might take precedence, summer was only a couple months away. The girls fantasized what might happen on those long summer nights. They knew the screensaver program would be counting down the days also.
