[ENF] The Babysitter

[aroobachew]

The following short story was told to me by a colleague I once worked with.

A few years ago at the bakery where I was working, they were looking to hire a young person to work some evenings and weekends packing bread and roll and looking after customers. We were lucky I guess as Emma was a hard worker and was cute. Very quickly everyone took a liking to her, eager to help and to learn, her initial shyness wore away and a bubbly personality expressed itself. A normal girl next door type, if that door happened to open up a massive house on its own estate. But by no means was she haughty or stuffy, quite the opposite.

I was nearly always on similar shifts at the weekend so often or not we'd share a break together and she'd talk and I'd listen to whatever, most of the time it was about her love of horses and eventing. One morning she came in and she wasn't her normal shelf, something was clearly causing issues with her, she was far away staring into space and had those eyes that look troubled without wanting anyone to know.

After a while she sheepishly came round to my area and hovered, we engaged in normal small talk, her arms folded across her chest as she leant against the side of the ovens. I inquired as to what was causing this troubled face but was met with a weak smile and the word “break?”.

We relocated upstairs for tea (as all English people know tea makes everything better!) After some gentle cajoling I was able to coax a story out of her which started with the question.

“Is it weird that the kids I babysit try to strip me every time I look after them?”

I was surprised and turned towards her, she sat arms tightly folded across her body her cheeks were slightly pink and I asked her to tell me what happened,
“I usually baby sit these two kids every other week, they live down the road, and my mum knows their mum. So it was a favour really that I started doing it. I went round and the usual thing happened, as soon as the parents left they jumped on me. It started with a little play fighting and tickling with me chasing them around tickling them and then they would chase me and jump on me and try to tickle me. Then they.......they...you know....try....to.....take....my.....clothes off” she was blushing now.

“How far they have got? It’s not like they have actually stripped you though is it?”
Her face went bright red when I asked this,
“Well I went round there the other day and Lucy wanted to play horsey, you know where I crawl around and she rides on my back. Well after that Jack wanted a go and he’s older and bigger than her and I wasn't going to let him but he kept begging and in the end I said just one go. He was too heavy for me really and he kept kicking me in the thighs wanting me to go faster. He was bouncing up and down and using my T-shirt as reins and kept pulling it up my back. I was embarrassed because he could see my bra and I asked him not to do that. But he wouldn't stop he thought it was funny and kept doing it, I thought I would show him, so I straightened my back legs lifting my bottom in the air and then went down on my elbows so he would slide off the front. But as he slide down he kept hold of my t-shirt, and all the time it rose higher and higher over my bra until it was inside out and my head was still in it. Jack started laughing at how silly I looked and began pulling hard on the t-shirt. And it came off I tried to keep hold of it but they were both pulling now and I was laying on my back because Jack managed to turn me over running from side to side.

They then sat on me and Lucy pulled my socks off. And I didn't want to kick out at her, you know like you normally would, so I just let her. I wasn't dressed up or nothing just a t-shirt and an old pair of jeans that were really comfy. They were a little loose to be fair and not the sort of thing I'd go out in. I didn't realise how loose until I looked down and saw that they had come undone and my zipper was halfway down. They grabbed the ends of my jeans and started pulling but I managed to keep hold of them until Lucy started tickling me and I let go of my grip with one hand to stop her. And my jeans slipped down my thighs, I still had one hand on them but Jack pulled hard and I lost my grip, I watched as they slipped off the ends of my legs and were tossed away, I looked up at them and saw that they were both just staring at me, well not at my face, between my legs, I looked down and saw that my panties had come down a little and in the position, I was laying in, everything was on display I panicked and rolled over onto my front so they couldn't see any more. Inadvertently exposing my bare bottom to them in the process.

Jack was trying to take them completely so I quickly pushed myself up and sat up with my legs under me so he couldn't take them off. My bra straps had fallen down and I just sat there trying to cover myself as best I could”. And keep hold of my underwear at the same time.

My friend said that she sat there for what felt like ages waiting for them to get bored and go so she could get dressed again. I could tell this was humiliating for her so didn't press her. I don’t know if she ever went back she was moved to a different department and I got stuck on nights. So I can only imagine what and if anything happened.

The names have all been changed of course to protect the innocent and not-so-innocent.

[grunchy33]

Did she say if this was the exception or the regular occurrence. If not how far did they usually gat.

[aroobachew]

Originally Posted by grunchy33

Did she say if this was the exception or the regular occurrence. If not how far did they usually gat.

Sorry for the rather late reply

I got the impression this was a isolated incident, but one she feared may escalate. She only ever told me that they tried to take her clothes off, never any details, even that was embarrassing for her and I didn't want to press and come off super creepy. Reading between the lines I got she may have experienced some excitement from it, which would be natural given how strict her mother was about her appearance. Which she feared made her some sort deviant given her charges were children.

I met her once when she broke a rib when her horse crushed up against when she was grooming it, she still came to work but was in agony. I waited with her until her mother arrived who told her off for having two many buttons undone on her blouse. I did ask her again how her babysitting went but she never spoke of it again. I guess she didn't want to appear weird or stuff, fearful that it might get out.

[gbdick]

When I first started dating I went out with a guy who took me to a local make out spot in his car. People were kissing and making out like crazy so soon we were too. My boyfriend tried to touch my tits so I kept pushing his hand away. At some point he put my hand on his hard dick outside of his pants. I was curious because I'd never seen a dick before. He told me to rub it so I started rubbing it. Soon he took it out for me to see. He showed me how to rub it up and down (A hand job but I didn't know what it was called back then) I really liked his dick.When I stopped he told me that you can't leave a guy like that. It was hurting him. I bought it (Don't all the girls?) so he showed me how to jerk him off. He came all over my blouse and made a big mess He had a handkerchief to help me clean up a little. I went out with him again a few days later and soon he had me jerking him off again. He told me that if I put my mouth over his dick and sucked up and down it would feel better for him. I was really getting turned on. He told me that if he came in my mouth and I swallowed it, it wouldn't go all over and make a mess. He said all the older girls do it like that. (I found out I like the taste of cum) I was so turned on that I let him open my blouse, take off my bra, (I wore them then but after a while I mostly gave them up. I didn't like them then and I don't wear one now and the other girls stopped wearing them then too.) and play with my tits. I loved it. When he got ready to come he told me he was cumming so I sucked him down deep in my mouth and I swallowed most all of it. I was hooked. I loved sucking dicks. I found out that when I went out with a guy he wouldn't try to fuck me if I opened my blouse, let him suck on my tits and I sucked him off and swallowed his cum. I really liked sucking cocks so soon I was very popular. I sucked off almost any guy that would ask me to. I would go home at night, lay in my bed, and rub my little wet pussy thinking about all the cocks that I sucked off that day. Soon I had a reputation. I didn't mind by being known as a blow job queen. I even started sucking off some of the better looking men I babysat for. That's how I made good money in my teens. If the man was cute I would take off my bra and put it in my purse and be wearing my coat when the man and his wife got home. The man would always drive me home. In the car I would unbutton my coat and the husbands would see that I had unbuttoned almost all my shirt buttons and my titties were on display. If I saw a nice bulge in his pants I would slide over close to him and start rubbing it. Very few men asked me to stop. Soon I would have his dick out and be sucking it while the guy rubbed my tits. They would usually pull over somewhere private while I finished them off. I loved it and still do. I usually got really big tips. I was in big demand for babysitting. I still loves to suck dicks and can still curl your toes and of course I always swallow. By the way, the picture of me sucking a big dick was taken a few years later by my husband.