baby sitting part 2

Part 2

“Do it more slowly, like this.” He pressed his mouth gently against hers and felt the soft warmth of her lips tremble against his. Her body stiffened in surprise when he flicked his tongue lightly across her lips but she allowed it to happen without complaint. His penis jerked and hardened in response to the touch of her soft lips under his tongue.

“Oh wow! It really moved that time,” the youngster breathed excitedly. “Was that a French kiss?”

“Almost, did you like it?”

“Mmmmm, it was nice,” she said dreamily. “Do it again. I want to feel your thing move.”

“I’ll have to move you a little bit first. If it grows anymore you’ll crush it.”

She pouted with disappointment when he lifted her slightly and turned here, so that she was facing him with her slim legs straddling his. “I can’t feel it now.”

“No but you can see it, look!”

The young schoolgirl stared wide eyed at the bulge in his trousers. “Are you sure it doesn’t hurt?”

“Not if you’re gentle with it. It doesn’t like to be squashed.”

“It’s not gain?”

“It will if we let it, is that what you want?”

The curious youngster shook her head. “Not yet. Should I kiss you again?”

Her uncle nodded and brushed her lips delicately with this. She was ready this time when his tongue flickered smoothly over her trembling lips and she crooned softly with satisfaction. Her slender body quivered with surprise when he slid the tip of his tongue between her lips but she did not object. He kissed her a little harder and his tongue ventured father into the warmth of her mouth. The tip of her tongue brushed timidly against his and her slender body squirmed on his lap as she whimpered quietly with pleasure.

“Was that a French kiss?” she whispered breathlessly.

“It certainly was.”

“Did it make your thing hard again?”

“What do you think?”

“I don’t know, I can’t feel it sitting like this.”

“Yes you can, I’ll show you.” He held her hand gently and slowly guided it onto the bulge in his trousers. Her fingers rested lightly on his pulsing erection for a brief moment before she realized and jerked her hand away with a gasp.

“You promised, you said I wouldn’t have to…”

“You don’t have to do anything,” he reassured her. “I thought you wanted to feel it. You do want to, don’t you?”

“Well, yes, but… but I thought…” her hand trembled but she did nothing to resist when he gently moved it back to rest on his erection. The hard swelling jerked under her touch and the innocent child flinched in surprise but she kept her hand in place. “I can feel it moving,” she whispered in awe. “Is it still growing?”

“It will if you stroke it,” murmured her uncle in a strained voice. Her slender fingers fluttered hesitantly over the bulging material of his trousers and he groaned softly with pleasure. “That feels so nice Nastia, don’t stop.”

The innocent youngster stared in fascination as her uncle’s body jerked in response when she casually stroked his trouser front. He groaned with frustration and tried to press her hand more firmly against his aching erection. She shook his hand away impatiently. Enthralled that she could control her uncle with a touch of her fingers, she was unwilling to surrender the power she had discovered, “leave me alone, I can manage.” She ran her finger smoothly down the swelling, relishing his groans of frustration as her finger tips rested lightly on the sensitive end of his erection. She gazed innocently into his eyes as he groaned and pushed forward to increase the pressure but she withdrew her hand and shook her head.

“I mustn’t excite it too much. If it grows anymore, it’ll burst your trousers.”

“I think you’re right,” groaned her uncle, “it needs more room.” He fumbled for his zipper and tried clumsily to pull it open. The rasp of his zipper sent shivers of fear through the youngster’s slight frame and she pulled back. The fastener jammed and her uncle groaned in frustration. “Help me Nastia, Undo my zipper.”

“No, you didn’t say I’d have to do that.”

“You don’t have to, but don’t you want to see what it looks like, how big you’ve made it grow?”

“I don’t know,” she said nervously, “why can’t I just do it like before, you liked that didn’t you?”

“Yes… yes, it felt great but I want… I want…” his voice trailed off as her finger returned to graze a lazy path along the length of his erection. Still gazing into his pleading eyes with guileless innocence, the young schoolgirl wet her lips with the tip of her tongue as she gave his trouser front another careless stroke. “What? What do you want?”

“I want you to touch it, stoke it properly,” he managed to gasp. Her side eyes and innocent smile contradicted the slow deliberate movement of her fingertip.

“But that’s what I’m doing.”

“I know but…”

“You want more than that; you want me to get it out and hold it, don’t you?”

He nodded, “yes-yes hold it, surely you want to see, don’t you?”

“I suppose so,” she admitted reluctantly, “but only to look, not to hold it. Wouldn’t that be incest?”

“No, of course not. It would only be incest if we made love.”

“what do you mean, if you put it in me? That’s disgustion even thinking about it uncle jack.”

“I wasn’t thinking about it. I was just explaining….”

“I know,” she sighed impatiently “so it’s only incest if you fuck me. Is that right?”

“Where did you learn language like that?”

“If I’m not old enough to say fuck, then I must be too young to do this,” she said, idly stroking him through the material of his trousers.

“It just doesn’t sound nice from a young girl.”

“But it’s okay for a nice young girl like me to touch your willy, to do incest with you.”

“I told you, it wouldn’t be incest just to touch it.”

“Hold it, is what you said, make you come. I know what you want but I mustn’t say it.”

“What do you mean?”

“You want me to wank you off but I mustn’t say wank because it isn’t’’ very nice, isn’t that it?”

“I was just surprised. I didn’t know you used language like that.”

“I don’t usually,” she said matter of fact, “but I’ve never wanked anyone off before either.”

She gave his bulging trousers a final tantalizing stroke and her Uncle held his breath as the youngster started to open his zipper. She paused and cocked her head enquiringly.

“You do want me to wank you off don’t you?”

“Yes, wank me off. Please wank me off Nastia.”

“Will you promise to behave yourself?”

“Of course I will, you know I wouldn’t do anything you didn’t want.”

Nastia pulled a disbelieving face and slowly pulled his zipper open “I’ve never done this before. I might hurt you.”

“It’s all right, I’ll show you what to do, it’s not hard.”

“Feels pretty hard to me,” she giggled as she slid her slim hand into his trousers. Her fingers felt the heat of his hardness through the material of his underpants but she fumbled to reach hi bare flesh without success.

“Wait a moment,” he said, tugging one handed at his belt. He unfastened his trousers to expose the bulge beneath his pants and parted his legs so that she could reach. He moved his legs so that she could reach. The movement of his legs pushed Nastia’s knees apart but she scarcely noticed as her trembling fingers fumbled clumsily with his elastic waistband and slowly pulled it downwards. She felt the sudden hardness of him against her hand as his swollen penis burst free and she pulled her hand way in surprise.

“It’s enormous,” she breathed. She could not believe anything that big could ever fit inside a grown woman, let alone a child of her age. She knew that, despite his denials, this was what her uncle would put inside her if she let him. Shivering from fear and excitement, she could see that it was too big ever to fit inside her even if she allowed her uncle to try. She felt a slow pulse begin to throb between her thighs that made her wish that she had the courage to let him try. Her hands seemed too small to him as he guided her cool fingers onto his throbbing erection and led them to explore the full length of it.

Her hand shook as it nervously stroked his rigid flesh. He gradually curled her slender fingers around the massive girth until they encircled it, they he slowly coaxed her hand into motion. Still guiding her hand up and down, her uncle struggled to keep his voice steady.

“That’s it Nastia. Now stroke it just like that, very gentle, very slow.” He released her hand and allowed her to continue unaided. The distended organ throbbed and jerked in her cool grip and somehow she knew what to do. She held his penis firmly and moved her hand up and down slowly. She could tell from her uncle’s harsh panting that she was doing something right and she pumped his throbbing cock with a steady rhythm. There was a small bead of transparent liquid on the end and she touched it curiously with her fingertip. Her uncle jumped and gasped out loud. She grinned at him impishly and deliberately slid her thumb lightly across the wet tip. His erection jerked frantically and he groaned in frustration.

She ignored his agonized moans, and calmly curled her slender fingers around the rigid organ and squeezed it as she moved her hand. His foreskin slid back and forth across the slippery head until he groaned softly in ecstasy. His hands rested lightly on the young girl’s parted thighs and almost without realizing, he caressed her smooth skin in time with the movement of her hand. His eyes never wavered from the white V of her cotton panties and he imagined he could see the soft swell of her immature vagina through the flimsy material. His gently caressing fingers followed the direction of his eyes until he found himself stroking the tender flesh of her inner thighs. His fingertip brushed the hem of her panties and his young niece lost her rhythm for a moment.

“Don’t do that, I can’t concentrate.” She complained.

“I wanted to make you fell good too. Don’t you like me touching you?”

“I don’t know,” she said patiently, “no one has ever touched me there.” She squeezed his erection a little harder. “I don’t meet many perverts; in fact you’re the first.”

“You must have touched yourself there before, didn’t that feel good?”

“I’ve never done that either.” She stopped the slow movement of her hand. “I expect you do it to yourself all the time don’t you?”

“Sometimes,” he admitted

“You really are a pervert aren’t you?” her hand moved slightly, “don’t you want to do it yourself now, you’re probably better at it than me.”

“NO, don’t stop Nastia. It’s much better when you do it.”

“Stop putting me off then,” she said severely, “I need to concentrate.” His body shook and strained upwards to meet the movement of her hand as she started again. Her curled fist moved faster in instinctive response when she felt his excitement mounting. He gasped her name as his orgasm approached and somehow the innocent youngster knew. She paused, leaving him on the brink of cumming and stroked the hard length of his penis with a tantalizing gossamer soft touch, her long nails lightly grazing the tip of his bursting organ. “Am I doing it right?”

“Yes, you’re doing fine. Just don’t keep stopping.”

She paused and slid her thumb teasingly across the slippery tip. “I don’t know what you mean.”

“Yes you do. Stop that.”

“But I like doing it.”

“Nastia please stop teasing me. Make me cum please!”

Her clear brown eyes gazed calmly into his face. “I’ve never done this before, will it be messy?”

“Don’t worry, use my handkerchief. Just stop teasing me.”

“In a minute. Do you think we’ll need that hanky soon?”

Her uncle fumbled a handkerchief from his pocket and pressed it into her free hand. She knew that his orgasm was imminent but she massaged his frantically jerking penis with agonizing slowness. The inexperienced youngster was curious to see him cum but she was also enjoying the control that she had over him and she was reluctant for it to end. Her uncle’s breathing was becoming more uneven and his body spasm every time she squeezed and mover her hand on his penis so she knew it would happen soon even though she had no idea what to expect when it did happen.

Her innocent young face betrayed nothing as she spoke quietly. “You’re going to cum soon aren’t you?”

Too breathless to speak, he nodded mutely. Nastia knew she was playing with fire but her smile shone with na? simplicity as she whispered sweetly. “I bet you’d like to put this up inside me now, wouldn’t you?” her uncle stared in wordless astonishment as the innocent child continued. “You know it would be incest to fuck me but you don’t care do you?”

Her words triggered his climax and he had no time to reply as, with a last drawn out groan of pleasure, hot liquid spurted from his penis over her wrist and hand. She was too surprised to get the handkerchief into place and she stared in fascination as his sperm flooded her hand and dripped over her thighs. She gave his penis a final gentle squeeze and as she withdrew her hand, she smiled brightly and whispered in his ear. “You didn’t answer me uncle Frank, you did want to fuck me didn’t you?”

“I still do,” he said breathlessly, “but don’t worry, I never would.”

“You would if I’d let you. You’d have spurted all this stuff up inside me if you could have, wouldn’t you?”

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Also a note part 3 won’t be up till mid to late may cause I’m getting really busy with school work and finals are just around the corner so I need to study for them so I can pass with good grades (Hopefully).