Date: Thu, 28 Jan 2010 03:19:41 -0500 From: Roger Bontemps Subject: So Young, So Cute, So Sexy: Chapter 3 DISCLAIMER : These are the sexual tribulations of a teenage girl, thorn between her own adolescent boyfriend and a preteen girl she is babysitting. Check your local laws about that kind of stuff before delving any deeper. Now, if it's okay for you to read this, you're more than welcome to drop those pants. IF YOU LIKED IT, PLEASE, GIMME SOME FEEDBACK at junkies.in.the.sky@gmail.com . I'd love to write more of this story, but I need motivation; knowing there are people genuinely enjoying that stuff is the strongest motivation of all. This interaction with the readers is the main reason why I came back to Nifty; I missed it so bad :) Also, if you've got suggestions involving the current roster of characters, send them my way, as I need to diversify the sexual fantasies contained within these stories to keep them as, erm, *engaging* as they should be. Enjoy! ******************************************** SO YOUNG, SO CUTE, SO SEXY. CHAPTER 3. After a sleepless night and a tiresome day of school, I was not in the mood for sex. I called in some pizza and called Tiff to the living room. "Sweetie, tonight I want you to be a good girl, okay ? I'm VERY tired and I need to sleep. So I'll do just that while you do your homeworks. For dinner I ordered pizza, so wake me up when the delivery guy will be there and don't do anything stupid. I can trust you with that, right ?" "But Cassandra ! I wanted to talk about sex tonight..." What monster had I created ? "What about it ?" "Well, about Kevin. I want to learn to be fucked by him." My underwear became a bit damp. Even tired, I couldn't entirely switch myself off. It was to the point where I almost wished to get my period soon, if only to temper my desires. It got almost tiresome. "Are you sure ? You know it's gonna be painful, right ?" "I'm ready." "Ohhhh baby..." That slipped out by itself. I was amazed by her resolve; it made horny as hell, and I almost admired her courage. "We're gonna start your training tomorrow then." She looked disappointed. "But I wanted to have sex tonight !" OK. I was as slippery as a pro skating rink by then. "Mkay. I see. So at first you just wanted to talk about sex. Now you want to have sex. You're a naughty little girl, you know that ?" "It's tingling between my legs !" "Oh Jesus Christ !" The words, coming out of her mouth, never ceased to shock me. "I think you need to learn to please yourself, cutie. As you must also learn better ways to please a woman. Come here." I sat down on a couch, patting the empty place next to me. Instead of coming over, she undressed. I shivered as I saw her pale skin appearing, her tiny genitalia coming to life in front of my very eyes. She was so young, so cute, so sexy ! That little girl was winning me overnight. She sat next to me and I looked into her eyes. "So you just wanted sex, right ? The whole 'I want to learn how to fuck' thing wasn't so important, is that right ?" She turned red and nodded. "Alright. Whenever you feel like this, you can make yourself feel good without the help of anyone else. Come closer. Stand up, actually. No, stand up on the couch." "Like this ?" Her tight little vagina was now in the perfect position and height for petting and parting. I laid my hands on it and felt a bolt of electricity shooting through my spine. God she made so hot ! I parted her lips and she shivered. "Yes, just like this. Now put a finger inside." Obsessed by fucking, Tiffany placed her fingers right on her vagina instead of going for her clit. "No, touch further up." Her hands glided along the inner lips, eventually reaching the sweet spot. She squealed in delight. "Wow ! Wow ! It's like the first time ! Like in the shower !" I released her crotch and she started feverishly rubbing herself. Her eyes rolled into her head and she started jerking, yet she was not even anywhere close to an orgasm. "Yes. Yes it is. That part of you is called the clitoris, or clit. You can stop for now." She just kept going, a cramped expression on her face. "I said stop !" "I can't ! It's so good !" I pulled her arm away from her twisting body. "STOP !" She looked at me with a very confused gaze. "It's not only about you, you know." I got up and removed my jeans and underwear as she looked at me in shock. I grabbed a cordless phone and laid down on the floor. "When you feel like you do right now, you are what we call 'horny'. When you're horny, you do stuff that you would otherwise never do; you need to cum. Right now," I slipped two fingers in my pussy. "I'm fucking horny too. Remember what I did to you in your bed, on our first night ?" "Yeah." "It felt nice didn't it ?" "Yeah !" "I want you to do it to me. I want you to push your tongue in my cunnie and kiss me down there." "Ewww !" "Hey, I did it to you. So stop complaining. What's more, I'll give you a little motivation. You will touch yourself while you eat me and I will call Kevin. We will have what we call 'phone sex', which means I'm gonna pretend he's here and that he is making love to me. We're gonna pretend we do stuff to each other and, normally, I'd try to do that with my hands. But since you're there, you're gonna do with your mouth everything Kevin would be doing with his penis. We're gonna be in handsfree mode, so try to be as quiet as possible, because he must not know you're there: I'll pretend I'm locked up in the bathroom." "Wow ! That's so exciting ! Let's do it !" All the enthusiasm I could have ever hoped for was there. She took place between my legs and started smelling my pussy. "Ready girl ?" "Yeah !" She burrowed her lips between those of my vulva and I straightened like an iron bar, pushing her face away from me. "Not now you stupid !!" I breathed a bit before calming down. "I need to call, first !" "Ooops. Sorry..." "Don't be sad, baby. It was already very good. Just not the right timing." I picked up the phone and dialed Kevin's cell number. Ring. Ring. And then he picked it up. "Baby ? I thought we wouldn't --" "I wanna have phonesex. I'm locked up in the bathroom. Pick up a cordless phone and call me back at Tiff's. Quick." He hung up and so did I. "You can start now, sweetie. He's just gonna call back." Her lips once again invaded my pussy. She sucked and licked my labia dry, and I could feel her shaking from her masturbation. Her lips were so small that they slid on and between everything. I quivered in ecstacy and the phone rang. As soon as I engaged handsfree mode, Kevin's voice erupted loudly. "I'm so hard for you baby." "Wanna go straight to the fucking part ?" "Yeah, I won't last long." "Tonight, you don't have to put on a condom. Tonight you're gonna be cumming inside of me." "Oh Jesus, Cass..." "C'mon. Talk to me. Talk to me like you used to before we had sex for real." My voice was skipping and jumping as Tiff found my clit and began licking it wildly. "I push my hard greasy cock against your vagina..." I pushed on Tiffany's head as to tell her to start mimicking. She went down towards the opening, her tongue darting the void. "It slips in." Her tongue inched inside of me slowly, delicately as she moaned from the wiggling of her fingers. "You feel it coming in and you wail like a whore. My hands follow the contours of your body and grasp on your breasts." I felt a little hand slipping under my shirt, then under my bra: God, she went all out ! I moaned and groaned, blown away by the perfection of everything. Kevin, hearing my voice cracking, breathed heavily. He had more and more trouble holding up. "I... I fuck you wildly, quickly, bumping into you." Tiffany stucked her tongue out, smashing her head into me quickly. I felt her short tongue ramming inside of me. She grasped my left breast repeatedly, too. My back arched -- I was getting close. "FUCK ME ! FUCK ME KEVIN !" "I feel my cock... my big cock... gripped by your tight pussy... slick... juicy... squeezing... my hot cum rushes... inside of you... UNGGGGHHH!" As she heard that, Tiff just looked up at me, her eyes screaming 'What should I do !?'. Desperate, I loudly whispered "MY CLIT!". She went down on it. Hard. She sucked my clitoris with lust, both her hands now parting my pussy open. She wrapped her legs around one of mine, humping me, grinding her small pussy like a horny dog would a bitch in heat. Oh, how wild would she be when she'd become a teenager ? I could only marvel. And not for too long, since Kevin started speaking again, aware I was not done. "My cum seeps out of you while I rub your clit..." "Your cum baby..." "... I rub it all over your pussy." "ohmygod" Tiffany sucked extra hard after that one: I think she was getting a fucking huge kick out of Kev's dirty talk, too. I think she pictured my boyfriend's fat cock slipping out of her preteen, tight pussy, overflowing with copious teen cum. Between those two's undivided attention, fueled by my own twisted fantasies, my toes started to curl. My voice blocked out and blood rushed to my head as I tried to scream. But no sound escaped. I pulled Tiff's face into me as I entered a first orgasm, totally muted. I curled up and threw myself back down as I came a second time. My muscles softened and a death scream finally erupted from my throat. I released Tiff and started bucking my hips in her face as my third and final orgasm hit me. As I became oversensitive, I pushed Tiff away. "Cass ? Cass, are you okay ?" "Yeah baby... I came so hard ! But now Tiff must be wondering what's up... I love you. Gotta go. You're the best..." "No... YOU are the fucking best ! See you t'morrow, m'love." My boyfriend hung the phone and as soon as the click was heard through the speakers, Tiffany rolled off me and masturbated furiously on the floor, moaning and whimpering. She was too hard on herself, and would probably never cum that way. Not at her age anyway. I extended my arm to her slit and as soon as she felt my fingers, she stopped hers. "You're too rough... lemme show you..." As my fingers went in, Tiffany's went out. I stroked her erect little clitoris lightly at first, then I circled, faster, before rubbing up and down and starting again. She ondulated on the floor as I touched her. I went on for a minute or two before I remembered the pizza was on it's way. "Yeah, that's it." I pulled my fingers out and looked at her. "Now, try to do it yourself. I'd hate to have my pussy taking the air when the delivery boy will get here." She quickly sat, looking at me with puppy eyes, stroking herself just as I instructed. "But Cassandra ! I wanna cum quickly !" She breathed rapidly and irregularly, still stroking her clit. She was so beautiful, so innocent, so sex-crazed... I was slowly falling in love with her, even though I didn't know what that would mean for me and Kevin. I sighed, looking at her. "So what do you want me to do to you ?" "Anything ! It just feels better when it's you..." "Tiff... do you feel that 'need' often ?" She jumped a little, still masturbating. "Y-y-yes. All the time !" "Well then, you must learn how to do it yourself. If you can make yourself cum before the pizza gets here, I'll give you your first fucking lesson in the shower later tonight." In shock, my little darling shook and screamed. "R-REALLY !?" "Ya, really." "Ohhhhh yeaaaaaaaaahhhh !" Her busy fingers started working slightly faster and her blabbering only intensified. I looked at her, incapable of putting my underpants back on, mystified. "Holy shit... you make me so hot, Tiff." I felt damp again. I kneeled next to the seven years old wonder and picked up her free hand, pressing it on my pussy. "Do it to me, too. Show me how good you are. I need you to." "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh... Casss... It's so hottttt and wettttttt..." I smiled shily as I felt my love for her growing bigger and bigger by the minute. "You make me that way, honey." I looked down, straight in her brown eyes, half-covered by her thick dark hair. Oh! How I needed another release now ! "Make me cum again." Her little fingers slipped through the lips and fumbled inside, inexpertly searching for my clit. When she reached the little button, she circled it very slowly, but accelerated every time her body jerked, making it so that every rush of lust in her, every inch she grew closer to orgasm also brought me closer to my own climax. "That's it, baby. Just do it, do -- OH SHIT YES!" After all her licking, earlier, I was still very sensitive. And then there was also that love. "Cass ! I can fff... It's cohhh... Oh my G... OD!" She took me with her as she went straight over the edge. Her delicate frame froze, streched, her fingers now intensely poking my insides, eyelids first shut hard, then batting quickly. As her limbs shook asynchronously, I bit my bottom lip with frenzy, feeling my pussy pulsing with my orgasm. To feel her hand there, while she was cumming, was incredibly arousing. Then, exhausted, she completely collapsed on the floor, her fingers slipping out of me as well as out of herself. I immediately bowed over her, my lips crashing on her's; love overwhelmed me. Her mouth was still open and I slipped my tongue in there with no warning, provoking much panic in her. She tried pushing me away, but I just carressed her slender body, lovingly darting her mouth with my tongue, and she eventually understood that I had nothing but the best intentions. Her own tongue shily made it's way into my mouth, and as we started kissing really deep, I cried. To my surprise, she started crying, too, but we kept on kissing. It was just so natural. Her age, her sex, who she was -- nothing was important anymore. This love felt so sincere it couldn't be anything but right. We both were in love with Kevin. But now, we also both were in love with each other. It didn't even need to be said. I felt fucked up because of that and I couldn't even imagine how confusing it must have been for her, who was only beginning to understand love. Eventually we had to stop for air, but couldn't get in the mood to start another one. Instead, I just kissed her forehead, whispering "I love you...", feeling her embrace me at that very moment. Then we got dressed. Pizza came. We ate. The silence was deafening. We did our homeworks. Surprisingly, she was still carrying through. She reminded me so much of myself; school was not a problem for her, no matter the circumstances. Then we got into the shower. Naked once again, and having had time to build horniness, our feelings started showing up again. I was the first to talk. "Do you still want me to teach you ?" "I don't know who I love anymore..." "Oh baby... I don't know either. Tonight, something fantastic happenned. I fell in love with you. But I'm still in love with Kevin. I don't know how I feel either." "Can I be in love with two persons at the same time ?" "We can try. I want you to become a part of me and Kevin, Tiffany." I kneeled in front of her. "Let me teach you... let us do this..." But she pushed me away. "NO!" I looked at her, confused. "Not tonight." "But I thought you said --" "I DON'T WANT TO DO IT ANYMORE !" "But why !?" "I feel weird ! Since we started doing these things, I feel weirder and weirder." My heart cracked and yet, I was angry. "I told you it would be that way. Tiff, there's no turning back ! You'll never get rid of those needs, those desires. They will now and forever be a part of you." "When we stuffed our tongues in our mouths... something happened. I... I feel bad for wanting Kevin inside me now." "Well then we can just forget about that." "But I still want him to do it !" Ok, fuck this nonsense. Time for action. "I love you." I just pushed my face in her's, driving my tongue forward. Her hands vigorously hit my chest to push me back, concentrating my developing breats in the palms of her hands, but as my tongue trekked onwards, her mouth melted into mine and these very same hands which tried to stop me from invading her privacy started to invade mine. She massaged my breasts, clawing on them, while my own hands dropped along her back to cup her butt. Small, bubbly and bouncy; the total opposite to Kevin's saggy bags of awesome flesh, yet that contrast is probably what made that ass just as much of a turn-on for me. I was in such an awe at how intense and brash that move was that I completely stopped kissing, and yet, Tiffany was still exploring my mouth, still hungrily eating my face. As my lips drew closer to each other, she slowed down, halting completely, her head resting on my shoulder, when she couldn't dip in anymore. "I'm sorry Cassandra..." "It's okay, sweetie. Everything is so messed up." "What should we do ?" I searched deep in my heart and soul and just spat my mind back out. "I want you to join me and Kevin in love. I want to love you. I want to love him. I want him to love you and to love me still. I want to kiss him deep, like we just did, while he makes love to you, while you eat my cunnie. All at the same time. This is what I want." "Can we make it happen ?" "I..." I couldn't lie anymore. I loved her. "I don't know." Now I understood how she felt. This was not a time for a fucking lesson. What's more, I had no dildo with me, and my fingers would not be enough for a proper training. "Would you like it, if we made it happen ?" "It sounds so good. So yeah." "Okay. Okay." I was returning to my senses slowly. As far as sex was concerned, the rest of the evening was ruined. But hey, as sleepy as I was, who would I complain to ? It was probably better that way anyway. "Alright, let's get you clean, then into bed. We'll talk about it again next time. How's that ?" "Okay..." She looked down. I was puzzled as to what was the exact reason of her disappointement. Was it because she hoped we'd do something ? Surely not, since she stopped me. Was it because she thought she failed me ? Was it because because she never expected things to become this complicated ? I didn't know. And really, the drama would have to wait. Now that I was completely taken out of "arousal mode", my fatigue really showed. Tiff's mood got bad enough that she didn't do so much as "talk" for the rest off the evening, but that just made process of tucking her in all the simpler. I laid down on the couch and drifted to sleep. But then later on... "Cassandra ? Cassandra !" My eyes delicately opened to reveal the face of Melissa Walgreen, Tiffany's mother. Behind her, the living room's electronics were inundating the room with subtle lights. Lots of digital clocks in there. It was a bit past midnight. "Miss Walgreen ? Oh, Jesus, I'm so sorry I fell asleep here." "It's okay, girl. As a young entrepreneur, I went through many rough weeks myself ! Ah! I know what it is to be more tired than should be." She marked a pause, looking at me with something almost akin to pity. "Tell me, Cassandra..." "Yeah ?" "Is it too much for you ? I mean, you being here every single night ? Is that putting too much pressure on your schedule." "Oh no ! No, not at all ! Really, I just had insomnia yesterday. I still can't figure quite why, though." "Are you sure ? That's quite a big chunk of your life as a teenager you are throwing away here... not to mention it is very demanding !" "I love your daughter, miss Walgreen." Oops, that slipped out ! Quick fix ! "I love taking care of her. She reminds me of me in many many ways." "As you do remind me from myself quite a lot too, my dear. You never take time for yourself." Damn! Straight to the point ! "Oh, it's not like I'd have a whole lot to do either, apart spending more time with my boyfriend." "Oh, yeah, Kevin. How is he, lately ?" Oh well, for one thing, your daughter is praying to take his cock down every single one of her orifices. "Eh. He's kind of annoyed he still has no job. Apart from that he's as sweet as ever. Well, uh, y'know what I mean." Melissa laughed. "Oh, Cassandra, you don't have to be ashamed of saying such things ! He IS your boyfriend, after all ! It's only natural that you love him. At any rate, I'm happy that all is well in your life. But enough chit-chat! I'd like to talk with you about Tiffany." My goodness! My heart almost stopped. Could her attitude have changed so much that whatever ridiculously small amount of time she spends with her parents was enough to alert them ? "Yeah, what about her ?" "Cassandra you look worried." "Well I wouldn't want to learn anything bad about Tiff. I care about her so much ! She's a bit like my sister..." She's so much more now. "Oh, no no, it's nothing bad." Whew! "I'm just interested in talking about a deal with you." "A deal ?" "Yes, dear. A deal. See, as I told you already, I think that you and me are not taking enough time for ourselves. Tiffany have a whole week off in about two months. No school. It'd be perfect for a vacation. I'm trying very hard, with Richard's help, to have the week off, too, so that our whole family could go on a trip, somewhere. That would mean you'd have a whole week off, too !" "Awesome !" My enthusiasm was much more coming from the fact that I was not found out rather than seeing my newfound lover taken away from me, even if later. "However..." Oh? "As you know, love requires... 'things' to be done. And let's just say it's been forever since I did anything meaningful with Richard. We've been trying to get a weekend off since forever, but running a business is madness. But in one month's time, we managed to open a window. The only problem is Tiffany. But... Cassandra, I grew to trust you with everything here. You always exceeded my expectations." She brushed my cheek with her hand. "You'll make a great mother. Probably better than me so far." "Miss Walgreen !" "Darling, my daughter knows you better than she knows me. I'll have bragging rights as a mother the day I'll be at my daughter's side as often as a caring mom should be. That will happen soon; we're thinking about handing down the company two or three years from now to concentrate on our family. By then my sweet Tiffany will be 9 or 10, and I can only hope it won't be too late to proove her how much she matters to me." Her eyes became a bit watery, but she shook her head off to settle herself back down. "Anyway, enough of my melodrama! Back to that weekend. I'd trust you with the whole house and Tiff in it for a whole weekend. So if you accept to do us this favor, I can guarentee you that you'll get your week off." "Miss Walgreen... wow... This is a big trust. I don't know if my parents would even allow that !" "Well then ask them and give me the final word tomorrow. If we're to make this weekend happen, better start working on it as soon as possible. Of course, you'd be paid a hefty sum -- you're not just about any babysitter. After Richard, you are the one person in the world, besides myself, that I trust the most to take care of Tiffany. I can't believe it's been almost two years you take care of her. You started pretty early on." "Your trust has always been extremely valuable to me. It gave me a sense of confidence I never got from anything else." "Well, please know that you always honored my trust, Cassandra. It was the best decision I ever made regarding Tiffany." I felt like dying. All that I was betraying. But I said it myself; there was no turning back now. Also, there was this one twisted idea in the back of my mind. I was, most likely stupidly, trying to convince myself that I could make Tiff happier by pulling her in a love -- and sex -- triangle. I profusely thanked Melissa. I left. When I hit the bed that night, I was surprisingly calm. I still felt like a traitor. But I was ok with that. Slowly, my point of view was changing; THEY could not understand what we were living, me and Tiffany. Tomorrow, after school, I'd stop by the mall, go to the sex shop and come back with a strap-on dildo. I'd fuck her, passionately. And while I'm at it, I might french kiss her while doing it. I'd love her. Just thinking about it got me wet. I stirred under the sheets and masturbated slowly, fingering myself or rubbing my clit, depending on what my body was calling for. As my fingers entered and left my vagina rythmically, I had a vision: she'd fuck me, too. My orgasm was so big it almost single-handedly knocked me into sleep. ------------------------- FOOTNOTE : Wipe yourself and wash your hands : that's it for that chapter ;). I always like to get feedback and story ideas so send me some mail at junkies.in.the.sky@gmail.com