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New J Wellington story

Babysitting the Kids
by
James Wellington


Chapter 1
How it all began

It seems much more than just a year ago that I first met Sarah and some of
my greatest fantasies were fulfilled. I'd been bouncing from chat room to
chat room on one of the on-line services late one night. I had just
joined, telling myself it was a necessary skill to learn, but deceiving
myself as to the real reason: the rumors I'd heard about the forbidden
and, frankly, illegal topics that were discussed.

The first couple of nights I deliberately stayed out of the rooms with
titles that so strongly appealed to me, resisting the urges that churned
between my legs. Just reading the room names that used terms like,
'Young', Family Fun', 'Lolita', and 'Girls', and thinking about the
conversations going on in those rooms kept me hard long after I'd logged
off, and made the orgasms from my nightly jerk-off sessions very powerful.
But, the third night I finally gave in to the temptation and that's where
I met Sarah.

I can remember always being sexually attracted to young girls. Sure, I had
the usual, secret 'playing doctor' sessions with some of the neighbor
girls when I was little, and even a couple of times with my own younger
sister when I was very young. But, it was that summer in junior high when
I was 13 that I became aware of the truly sexual nature of young girls,
and even young boys.

We lived in a neighborhood on the very edge of town, virtually in the
country, an area of rolling hills and woods. The houses were very mixed as
were the incomes, and it wasn't unusual to have middle class families in
neat, suburban ranch homes beside houses that were barely livable, junk
cars and all. As kids we mixed very easily together, not aware of the
economic differences, just spending our time chasing and running in the
woods, building forts, exploring.

Early that summer, just as school got out, I noticed Tanya for the first
time in our group of play friends, a girl of 11, though she seemed a
little older than the other kids her age. She came from one of the houses
up at the end of the street, one with the junk cars, unpainted and
over-grown. In the summer heat she always wore dresses to play in, worn
and faded, sometimes with little tears or rips in them where the seams
were beginning to pull apart. I vaguely remember her being with our play
group the summer before, but I can clearly remember the way my junior high
aged cock hardened and throbbed the first time I saw her this summer. She
seemed wild and sexy, unwashed and brazen.

One afternoon a couple of weeks into summer vacation, the two of us
explored an old abandoned farm house that was often used as a place to
play by us neighborhood kids. It was back in a heavily wooded area,
perfect for our secret games of war. We wanted to climb up through a hole
in the floor to get to the second level; the stairway had been torn out.
Tanya went first as I stood below her, easily seeing under the loose,
flowing play dress she wore as she climbed up on the old kitchen counter
and pulled herself up through the broken boards above. The clear sight
directly above me of her fully exposed dingy, torn panties that barely
covered her cute little butt and that secret girl-place between her legs
made my breath short and the blood pound in my head.

My little-boy cock was very stiff and uncomfortable inside my cut-off jean
shorts as I followed her up to the second floor. We threw some rocks and
small pieces of boards out through the broken windows, and it was time to
climb down, an opportunity I'd planned for. I went first and told her I'd
help her down. My hand was strategically place as her slender body came
down through the hole in the floor above me, and I slipped my hand between
her legs, cradling her crotch through her thin cotton panties with my
palm. I paused just a few seconds, feeling her pubic bone pressing down
against my hand, then slowly lowered her to the floor.

I didn't know how she'd react, and she did have sort of a funny look in
her eyes as I set her down and finally slipped my hand out from between
her legs, giving that secret sex-place a couple of quick rubs. Tanya
paused a few seconds, then off she scampered, me quickly following as
though nothing had happened. But, later I lay in bed that night, my hand
down inside the elastic waist band of my cotton summer pajamas, my fingers
pulling at my little cock as I vividly recalled the hardness of her pubic
bone and the feel of her hairless pussy mound against my hand. The
material of her panties was so worn in the crotch that it felt almost like
nothing covered her there, and for a few seconds my middle finger had lain
in the cleft between those sweet, protruding lips.

I was a junior high boy in heaven. I'd just 'felt up' my first girl.
Granted, I wasn't quite sure whether Tanya knew what I was doing or what
was actually going on, and she was just eleven-years-old though she seemed
older than that. The look in her eyes that afternoon had been one of
surprise mixed with some other emotions that weren't clear to me. But, for
the first time in my adolescent life, when I was beginning to know and
understand about sex and sexual feelings, I'd actually put my hands
between a girl's legs and felt her pussy. The climax during my
masturbation session that night was quick and unusually strong.

It was several days before I saw Tanya again. We met near my house and ran
playing through the fields and the woods until, tired and sweaty, we
plopped down in the middle of some tall grass in the shade of an oak tree
near the old abandoned farm house. As usual she wore a dirty, extremely
worn play dress, the pattern almost indistinguishable from repeated
washings. And, as usual, she sat immodestly, her knees up, her feet apart,
seemingly oblivious to the way she exposed her panties to me. I didn't
know if she was unaware of how she was sitting or just didn't care. But,
the sight of her thin panties, these even torn along one of the seams next
to the elastic in the crotch, was driving me crazy with boyish lust. This
time I could actually see the glint of flesh and a little of that
mysterious cleft that beckoned between her legs as my hard little cock
throbbed against the tightness of my jeans.

We talked for a bit, kid talk, my eyes constantly shifting down to that
sexy sight that stood so open and exposed. Finally, after a moment of
awkward silence as our talked tapered off, I shifted over closer to her,
right next to her. I waited for her to move, too, away from me, but she
didn't. Tanya just sat there, her arms in back of her supporting her upper
body, her feet spaced widely apart, her knees up in the air, and the hem
of her dress  down around her slender upper thighs.

My hands shaking, my breath quick and shallow, I eventually gathered
enough courage to lift my left hand and set it down, right between her
parted legs. All the time I waited, expecting the burst of outrage, the
slap, the springing up as Tanya ran away from me. But, she didn't move.
The 11-year-old girl just sat there and I could feel the electricity
between us, that thick, warm flow of sensual energy that I've learned
envelopes you in highly charged sexual situations. I began to move my
hand, my fingers, back and forth, lightly rubbing her exposed crotch with
the tips of my fingers. Her extremely worn panties felt smooth, like silk,
as my fingers pressed with a little more firmness against her sweet little
pussy.

After a minute or two I glanced up at her face. The 11-year-old girl was
looking down at my hand, down between her widely separated thighs,
watching what I was doing to her. I saw her close her eyes several times,
her lips tightening into a little smile, and that was the first time I
knew she was enjoying the experience perhaps as much as me. The front of
my underwear had already developed a wet spot from the leaking of the
clear juice from the tip of my rock hard cock, and I could feel it
throbbing unbearably inside my tight jeans as I continued to rub back and
forth over her panty-covered, little-girl cunt.

Growing more brave I finally allowed the tip of my middle finger to slip
through the opening in the seam along the elastic leg band, and I felt my
finger tip graze the naked, smooth skin of her pubic mound. Tanya still
hadn't moved, hadn't made any indication that she wanted me to stop
touching her. Emboldened, I wanted to go farther and I wiggled my finger
through the opening even more. A second later I froze when I heard the
young girl speak for the first time. The sound startled me.

"Don't rip 'em any more.....let me take 'em off." That was all she said.

My hand lifted and right away Tanya laid back down on the grass, her knees
still in the air. With her hands she reached under her dress and, lifting
her butt, then her feet off the ground, the young girl slid her panties
down. She quickly pulled them down her long, slender legs, over her
sandals, and off her feet.

She stayed on her back like that, her skirt now pulled up even higher
exposing her bellybutton as well as everything below. For a moment I just
sat there and gazed breathlessly down between her legs at the raised mound
and the slit that divided it. I'd seen pictures of naked women in Playboy
and a couple other adult magazines, but this was the first pussy I'd ever
seen for real, even if it was just a 11-year-old girl.

Tanya noticed my hesitation.

"Go ahead," she encouraged, "you can feel me."

I didn't need to be asked twice. My left hand cupped her hairless pussy
again, this time without hesitation. The young girl let her knees spread
out to the sides and my fingers moved slowly back and forth, feeling the
depressions in the crease of her thighs on either side of the raised lips,
as my middle finger worked it's way into the depression between them. God,
it felt good. The scent of her sex, that pungent, unwashed, little-girl
smell seemed to make it all the more exciting, arousing. It's a scent that
get's me immediately hard now, every time I smell it.

"You like this?" I felt I had to say something as my fingers again rubbed
back and forth between her slender legs.

"Yeah, my brother's do me like this all the time."

HER BROTHERS? Jesus. I knew them by sight because I'd seen them around the
neighborhood a lot. They were both in high school, big, tough, course, and
stupid. Brad was a senior, I think, and Jason was just a year or two older
than me.

"God, what do your parents think about that? Do they know?" I blurted out.

"Sure, mom and dad think it's great...daddy even does it to me lots of
times when he and mom 'er lookin' through dirty magazines and stuff. He
says it's nice to have a sweet little girl around the house to play with.
And I like it when he fingers me...feels so good." Her enthusiasm was
evident.

"And your mom thinks it's OK?" I continued, still not quite believing the
situation.

She giggled. "Sure, she does. She says it helps keep daddy and my brothers
happy....and like I said it feels sooo...good....I like it..." I felt her
hips buck up against my hand as if to emphasize the point.

She meant for me to keep doing it. My hand had stopped, frozen against her
bare little pussy as I was trying to get over the shock of what she'd just
told me. Now I continued, my hand pressing more urgently down between her
legs, my fingers feeling the fullness of her sweet little cunt lips and
the tender slit that separated them. Back and forth my hand moved for the
next several minutes, my finger tips following the swell of her mound all
the way from her tiny little asshole up through the opening of her cleft,
over her swollen little clit. The young girl let out a little moan of
delight as the tip of my middle finger grazed over that already sensitive
bud.

"Can I see yer dick?" Her voice broke the long silence after another
minute had passed.

That really shook me. I mean, it had been tough enough in seventh grade
getting used to being naked in front of all of the other boys in the
showers after gym class. Now, this girl was asking to see my dick?
Jesus....but, if she was mostly naked I guess I could be, too.

"OK...." I didn't feel nearly as confident as my voice sounded. I lifted
my hand away from between her legs and she sat up as I pulled at the front
snap and zipper on my jeans. I hooked my thumb under the waist band of my
jeans and my white cotton briefs. Lifting my butt and trying not to lose
my balance, I rolled my jeans and underwear down my thighs. Shit, I said
to myself when they got stuck on my feet because they wouldn't pull off
over my tennis shoes. Almost half naked and feeling like a clumsy dork, I
had to take a minute and untie both tennis shoes and kick them off before
I could get my jeans and underwear completely off.

But soon there I was, in the tall grass on a hot summer afternoon, a
thirteen-year-old boy wearing just a dirty T-shirt and a boner sitting
right beside a 11-year-old girl with her dress up around her waist and her
panties off in the weeds somewhere. God, this was the most exciting thing
to happen to me in my whole life.

I sat a little on the side, my left hand on the ground and my left arm
straightened, supporting my upper body. My nearly hairless little cock
poked up from between my pale thighs.

"It's little..." Tanya didn't mean it as an insult. She was just used to
seeing the cocks of her father and her older brothers. I didn't expect to
measure up to them.

"Can I touch it?"

Can she touch it? Shit, of course she can....

"Yeah", I croaked, all of my wet dreams coming true at the same time.

The young girl sat up a little more, reached over, and took me in her
fingers. Right away I felt her small hand wrap around my swollen little
shaft and begin to move slightly up and down. Her finger tips found that
sweet spot that especially sensitive around the head. The 11-year-old girl
really seemed to know what she was going. God, it felt good.

I had to ask the question.

"Do you do this to your father and brothers?"

"Yeah, sure, lots....and I even make 'em shoot, too," she said with a
wicked grin.

She was certainly going to make me shoot. Already I felt the contraction
in my balls as her experienced fingers kept up their rhythmic pumping,
gradually picking up speed. I lifted my right leg, exposing the entire
length of my boyish sex shaft to her. Up and down her fist moved, her
fingers barely skimming over the soft, sensitive skin as they slipped
along my length from my balls to the reddened tip. Another half a dozen
times and my head snapped back and I bit my lower lip as the first string
of hot, thick cream jetted from the tip of my cock. 

Tanya didn't seem surprised at what happened and didn't stop, either. Her
little fingers continued to milk my boyish cock as several more streams
shot from my prick and the spasms of my orgasm throbbed in my loins. Right
away my cock began to shrivel down, though I suspected that it wouldn't be
soft for long around this young girl.

"Mmmmm....that was fun. You come good," Tanya giggled as her fingers
released their grip on me and she sat back. "Sometimes it takes my daddy a
long time before he shoots and my hand gets awful tired. You wanna do me
some more, now?"

She was so casual about this whole thing. It was like she was asking me if
she could ride the bike now.

"Sure..."

Tanya laid back down on the grass, lifted her knees slightly, and spread
them widely out to the sides, her dirty feet in little sandals nearly
together. I scooted up a little closer to see, smell, and touch her more
easily. I was a little afraid that I wasn't going to be able to give her
the sort of pleasure she gave me. I mean, even though I was older she was
obviously a lot more experienced with a guy's cock than I was with a
girl's pussy.

Her right knee lay over my naked left leg as I slid up close. Her bare
skin felt so warm and silky against me as the outside of her upper thigh
lay across the inside of mine. I used my right hand this time, reached
down, and gently began to caress the secret sex place between her legs.
Again, I smelled that sexy, pungent, unwashed odor of her sex as I slid my
fingers back and forth over raised flesh of the little girl's pussy. I
could feel the depressions on the inside of her upper thighs and felt her
body tremble as I lightly ran my finger tips over them, barely touching
the silky soft flesh.

"Mmmmmm...yeah...put your finger inside me.....that's what my brothers
do...," she murmured softly.

That was the first time I'd thought of that. Sure, I knew, or thought I
knew, about the rudimentary aspects of fucking. Some of the seventh grade
boys had even bragged about 'fingering a girl's hole'. But, this was the
first time I'd ever been faced with the issue and it made me nervous. I'd
seen the light sheen of moisture that had formed in the slit of her mound
as I'd gently rubbed her there, not really realizing what it meant. But,
I'd felt the slippery smoothness in her pussy cleft as I'd run my finger
back and forth through her slit and my natural inclination had been to
push deeper into her. Now, she was asking me to.

As my hand continued to move several times slowly back and forth over her
hairless little-girl sex, I gradually pushed my middle finger down between
the outer lips and the inner lips until I felt the tip pop through the
entrance of her pussy opening and the tip went inside her. I could feel
the tightness of the elastic opening grip my finger and the warm wetness
coat the slim shaft as I began to push it up farther into the young
11-year-old girl.

"Mmmm...yeah...that's right...." she murmured. God, she was liking it.
"You've never done this, have you?" she said, looking up at me.

I just shook my head, no, feeling like an inexperienced geek.

"Move your finger in and out of me...like it's a dick," Tanya explained
somewhat casually, perhaps too casually, as though this was something
she'd had done to her all the time. Later, I found out it was.

I think I understood her and looked down between her widely spread legs as
my skinny middle finger disappeared about halfway down inside her. I kept
my other fingers caressing the skin around her pussy mound as I moved my
finger in and out of her, finger-fucking a girl for the first time, loving
the thrill and sensations of this forbidden act.

"Mmmmmm....feels so good....," she murmured, "yeah, do it faster....."

The speed of my hand picked up, my middle finger plunging almost straight
down into her slit, fully disappearing inside her as the palm of my hand
began to slap against the front part of her sex slit. That, I discovered,
was really the part she liked.

"Ooooo...yeah...feels soooo.....good," she murmured again, her breath
coming faster, sharper, as the tension built between her legs. Her knees
spread out even farther as I felt her hips raise up against the inward
plunge of my finger, then fall back down, each movement matching the
movement of my middle finger in and out of her.

Faster I moved my hand, the heel of my palm banging against her sensitive
clit as my finger poked rhythmically in and out of the 11-year-old girl.
The oily sex juice from her hairless little pussy coated my finger as it
moved between the tightness of her sex opening. This was so incredibly
exciting, so fucking exciting for a thirteen-year-old boy...to finger a
girl's pussy for the first time, to get jacked off by a girl for the first
time...God.... I found my little cock had once again grown stiff as it
poked up between my hairless thighs.

"Oooooo....yeah..oooooo..yeah....God, I'm comin'......."

I didn't pause, didn't slow. Instinctively I knew I was driving her over
the edge, sending her into the same wonderful world of sensations that my
own orgasm sent me. The slit between her legs was so wet and oily, now,
that my finger slid effortlessly in and out of her, the excess wetness
coating her pubic mound. Her hips raised and pressed tightly against the
palm of my hand as my finger plunged several more times in and out of her
before her naked legs suddenly slammed shut, trapping my hand between
them.

"OOOOOO...", Tanya moaned loudly, her slender hips twisting back and
forth. I felt the muscles of her inner thighs contracting, holding my hand
tightly between them, my middle finger still buried completely inside her
sweet, hairless little pussy as the spasms of her orgasm rippled up from
her loins and sent waves of intense sexual pleasure through her slender
young body.

It was about a minute before I felt the little girl's thighs relax and I
pulled my hand out from between her legs. I just sat there, naked from the
waist down, my hardened, pale little cock protruding up from between my
hairless thighs. I ran my hand down along the insides of her legs, my
fingers barely touching the surface of her skin.

Tanya put her legs together, turned over on her side, and looked up at me
with blazing eyes.

"That was good...you made me come really good..."

"Well, I've never....mmmmm...done anything like that...before...." I had
to admit.

"Yeah, well you done me good..even if it was your first time." She smiled.

I still had questions for her.

"Do your brothers.....you know......" Jesus, how do I say it?

"You mean, do they finger me?" Tanya said with a grin. She found my lack
of knowledge sort of cute. "Yeah, of course they do. I mean, why should
they have all the fun? And my daddy, too."

"Your dad?"

"Yeah, he started doing it to me when I was young and used to sleep in bed
with him and mom. She thought it was really neat, too, and used to, you
know, to do other things to him while he used his finger on me. I got so I
liked it a lot, and like watching them do things, too."

"And your brothers?"

"One night last year, when they went out one night, mom and dad and me
were sitting around watching this movie that daddy got with people doin'
sex things in it. I was sittin' on daddy's lap without any panties and he
had my dress up and was fingerin' me real good, makin' me come a lot...and
mom was on the floor doin' somethin' to him."

She seemed a little shy about this and I decided to push her.

"Something like what?" I asked pointedly.

"Well, she was....you, know, usin' her mouth..."

Oh, God, something I'd vaguely heard about. Two of the boys at school had
bragged about getting 'blow-jobs' from one of the eighth grade girls. I
felt my cock twitch powerfully and thought for a minute that I was going
to shoot off again.

"No shit...and what happened with your brothers?"

"They got home a lot earlier than we thought and saw us doin' stuff."

"Yeah...what happened?" I pressed her again wanting to hear more of the
story. My rock-hard 13-year-old cock stood up from my loins, slightly
throbbing with arousal as I pictured the incredibly arousing scene. A drop
of come juice glistened on the tip.

"Well....I guess I can tell you, though mom and dad both told me not to
tell ANYONE about, you know, what were doin' and stuff. Mom started doin'
Jason with her mouth and daddy had me jack-off Brad so they wouldn't be
spreading stuff around about what they saw. Now, we do things with each
other all the time, even mom and dad. It's fun!"

I was still trying to fathom the sexual antics of this family. Picturing
Tanya's mom sucking off her sons while her daddy finger-fucked his
11-year-old daughter was just too wild for me. I wondered if they were
doing the nasty act that I'd only dreamed about. I wondered if they were
fucking Tanya, too.

"Tanya, can I ask you a question?"

"OK..."

"Have you ever, you know... gone all the way with a boy?"

"Nope", she shook her head, "my brothers wanna do me like that but daddy
says no; that's the one thing that we can't do." She grinned. "But we can
do anythin' else we want and we have lots of fun. And guess what? I seen
my mom and dad doin' it lots of times 'cause I'd be in bed with them and
daddy'd be fingerin' me while mom sat on his dick and jumped up and down.
It's so fun watchin' 'em....you know......fuck."

Jesus, that powerful, forbidden word, the one whispered by bad kids and
only said out-loud by REALLY bad kids. 

"You've seen 'em....fuck?" The choked, almost whispered sound of my voice
saying 'the word' seemed to echo throughout the woods around us. It was
the first time I'd ever said the 'f' word out loud and I imagined that my
parents actually heard me say it and would punish me severely when I got
home.

"Yeah, lots of different times...and lots of, you know, different
ways...and they like me to watch 'em...and do things with daddy....wanna
see?" 

I wasn't sure what she was leading up to, but after what we'd already done
this afternoon I was ready to try anything.

"Sure..."

"Lay down." It seemed as though she was enjoying her role of introducing
an older boy to the fun of sex games.

I laid back on the matted down grass, the long, stiff blades tickling my
naked body, especially the pale skin of my sensitive little butt. My
T-shirt came down almost to my bellybutton, but from there down I was
naked.

Tanya got up on her knees beside me, right next to my hips, the skirt of
her faded dress once again covering her. The 11-year-old girl reached down
with her hand and grasped my stiffened member. At first she just used her
fingers like before, stroking the thin, fleshy shaft with experienced
fingers. God, that felt good. I closed my eyes and laid back to enjoy the
sensations when a whole new wave of intense pleasure exploded from between
my legs. My eyes shot open and I felt my body jerk as Tanya's mouth
pulled at my cock.

Jesus, I felt as if I was going to come almost immediately. I looked down
and watched the young girl perched over my nearly hairless loins, her hand
around the base of my cock holding it upright as her lips caressed the
silky sides of my sex shaft. I could see her sunken cheeks as she sucked
on me, her mouth traveling up and down the full length. I felt her tongue
wash several times around the little throbbing, sculpted head, then begin
to bob up and down again.

Seconds later my eyes suddenly snapped shut as the jolt of orgasm made my
body quiver and I raised my hips up against that incredibly wet, hot mouth
that surrounded my cock. Without realizing it my hands flew up and grabbed
the 11-year-old girl's head as I felt the intensely pleasurable pulsing in
my balls. Hot jets of come shot from the tip for the second time that
afternoon, this time filling Tanya's mouth with my salty cream.

Her lips kept their tight, rubbery grip around my softening shaft while
her fingers quickly stroked up and down, coaxing more waves of orgasm from
between my legs. It was, by far, the most powerful and pleasure sensation
I'd ever experienced. None of my masturbation sessions with a Penthouse
magazine had ever come close to this level of coming. For a moment I felt
suspended in time, my body floating freely through the warm summer
sunshine totally unaware of where I was, who I was with.

End Chapter 1