Babysitter
By Han Jobz
kevmurray60@gmail.com
Copyright 2018 by Han Jobz, all rights reserved
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This
story is intended for adults only. It contains depictions of forced
nudity,
spanking, and sexual activity of preteen and young teen children for
the
purpose of punishment. None of the behaviors in this story should be
attempted
in real life, as that would be harmful and/or illegal. If you are not
of legal age in your community to read or
view
such material, please leave now.
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“Mom, do I really need a babysitter?
I mean I'm thirteen, after all.”
“Probably not, sweetie, but it would
make your father and worry less. And besides, don't you think a whole weekend
alone in the house would get lonely?”
“I guess so. I just wish you guys
thought I was more responsible.”
“Alright Josh, I tell you what. If
you're well behaved for the babysitter and Sam gives your father and I a good
report, we'll think about letting you stay home alone next time we go on one of
our couple's weekends.”
That was seriously good news. My
parents went on trips like this once every three or four months. Getting the
house all to myself that often? A teenage boy's dream come true! I knew right
then I'd be a perfect little angel for- wait, Sam? Usually my parents had one
of my older cousins, Dennis or Kyle, babysit me. I didn't know anyone named
Sam.
“Okay mom. But who's Sam?”
“Sam is a babysitter a friend from
work recommended to me. None of your older cousins were free this weekend.”
I tried not to let my disappointment
show. Dennis and Kyle usually let me do my own thing and always put on R rated
movies at night. I didn't know anything about this “Sam”. Hopefully he'd be
cool.
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I was playing a video game on Friday
afternoon when the doorbell rang. I knew that it must be Sam so I paused my
game and headed downstairs to meet him.
I got to the door right behind my
mom and when she opened the door I was shocked.
Sam was a girl.
And a young one.
And a really cute one.
She looked like she was probably two
inches taller than me, so about five foot two. She had short brown hair,
freckles, a really curvy body, and there's probably a way to say this more
politely, but really big boobs. Luckily she was talking to my mom so they
didn't notice me staring.
“Sam, it's nice to finally meet you!
How's your summer going?”
“Pretty good Mrs. Smith. I graduated
high school last month and I'm going to college in the fall.” That would make
her about 18. She looked younger, though. It must have been her height.
“Oh, that's exciting, are you
looking forward to it?”
“Definitely. I can't wait. I'm glad
you called me, I'm trying to make as much money as I can this summer so I have
some spending money while I'm away at school.”
“That's so responsible of you. I'm
not sure if we'll need your services again this summer but I'll definitely pass
on your name and number to my friends.”
“Wow, I would really appreciate
that. And I wanted to thank you for hiring me to babysit Josh. This is going to
be my first time sitting for someone older than seven.”
“It's nothing, and don't overthink
it. I've been parenting for over thirteen years and once they're out of diapers
the only thing that changes is the bed times.” They both laughed at that as my
cheeks turned red. I couldn't believe I was about to have to spend the weekend
listening to someone just a few years older than me who's used to babysitting
children.
My mom turned to me and said “Come
over here, Josh, and introduce yourself”.
While I hated pretty much everything
about this, I was determined to make my parents think I was responsible and
well-behaved enough to stop getting me babysitters, so I smiled as I shook
Sam's hand and said “Hi Sam, I'm Josh. It's nice to meet you.”
“You too, Josh. I think we're going
to have a really fun weekend together.”
“Me too,” I lied.
She turned to my mom and asked “Is
there anything special I need to know about? Allergies, medical conditions,
chores for the weekend, stuff like that?”
“Nothing like that,” my mom replied.
“Also, Josh's father and I encourage him to do all his chores during the week
so he can have fun and relaxing weekends, so besides doing dishes he has no
chores he'll need to do this weekend.”
“Wow, Josh is a really responsible
kid, then. Well if it's okay with you,” she turned to me as she said this, “and
assuming Josh wants to, I was thinking he and I could hit the beach tomorrow.”
“Oh, that sounds like a great idea. And
Josh loves the beach, I'm sure he'd be thrilled.”
I was annoyed that no one asked for
my input, but my mom wasn't wrong. I do love the beach.
They made small talk for a while and
my mom gave Sam phone numbers to reach them. Then my dad came downstairs with
packed bags and him, my mom, and Sam made small talk for even longer. Adults
can be so boring sometimes.
After a while (it felt like roughly
an eternity, but I suppose it was less than 45 minutes) my parents said their
goodbyes and Sam and I were left alone in the house. She still had a big smile
on her face. I guess she's just one of those people who's always smiling.
“Well Josh, I know your mom said I
should babysit for you the same way I would for any of my other kids, but
something tells me you won't complain if I don't bust out the coloring books.”
“Haha, you have good instincts for
this.”
“So I guess that means a blanket
fort is off the table,” she said jokingly.
“Oh yes, I'm far too mature for a
blanket fort,” I replied with a laugh.
“Clearly. Someone your age deserves
a pillow fort instead.”
“Exactly! See, you get it.” Maybe
Sam wouldn't be too bad. She was funny, at least.
“Let me level with you, Josh,” Sam
said, acting a little serious. “Your mom says that if this weekend goes well
you're probably not gonna need a babysitter in the future. That she's even
considering that tells me you're pretty mature and responsible, even for your
age. So I'm not gonna do anything crazy, like tell you to clean the bathroom
with a toothbrush or go to sleep at 8, and as long as you listen to me when I
tell you something we can have a fun weekend and I'll give your parents a great
report of your behavior and maturity.”
“That sounds great to me.”
The next few hours were pretty uneventful.
I played video games on the computer in the living room. She watched TV and
played with her phone in the living room. We joked around about what was on TV.
We ordered pizza. We ate pizza. Things were going pretty great, up until the
first major hiccup.
“Alright, Josh. It's bath time.”
I really didn't like the thought of
being told when to bathe. I was going to shower before I went to bed, I always
do, but who likes to be told to do something they were gonna do anyway? But I
thought about what she said earlier and swallowed my pride. If obeying her is
the price to pay to no longer need a babysitter, I'd do it.
“Actually, I usually take showers. But
okay, I'll go do that.” I closed out of my game and started to get up.
“Uhm, I don't think you understand,”
Sam said. “Your mom told me to do what I would if I was babysitting one of the
kids I usually look after. That means I'm going to give you a bath.”
For a few seconds I was positive I'd
misheard her. “Wait, what?”
“So go upstairs, get undressed, and
head to the bathroom.”
“But I'm not a small child. I bathe
myself. Literally seven times a week. I can't even remember the last time my
mom or dad gave me a bath.”
“You're young enough to still need a
babysitter, so you're young enough to listen to her. I'm not going to ask
again, unless you want me to tell your parents you were difficult for me this
weekend.”
My first thought was to tell her to
go fuck herself, I'd rather keep needing a babysitter than have her see me
naked and bathe me like a toddler. But then I thought about it for a few
seconds. Entire weekends of having the house to myself. I could have friends
over and we could do whatever we wanted. I could watch porn on the family
computer. Hell, I might even be able to convince a girl to come over. All I had
to do was get naked in front of an older, very pretty girl.
I gulped. I didn't want to do this,
but it seemed worth it, so I started to walk towards the upstairs bathroom with
Sam right behind me.
Once we were in the bathroom she
wasted no time. She turned on the tub and adjusted the water a bit until she
liked the temperature. When she looked back at me I was just standing there. She
shook her head and walked up to me.
She grabbed my t-shirt and said
“Arms up”. I was past the point of arguing so I complied. She lifted the shirt
up and off me and like that I was topless.
Next, she grabbed at the front of my
pants and started working at the button. When she got it undone I tensed up and
I think she noticed. She looked me in the eye and said “Calm down, I do this
all the time, okay?”, and then she kissed me on the cheek. I was so distracted
by the kiss that I didn't notice she'd hooked her thumbs into both my shorts
and underwear.
The next thing I know my pants are
around my ankle and Sam was crouched down in front of me, her face all of six
inches away from my penis. Puberty had started but only pretty recently, so
while I had pubes they were pretty sparse, and my flaccid dick was about three
inches long.
This was insane. The first time a
woman had ever seen me naked and she's about to give me a bath. I didn't know
how to process any of it so when she led me to the bath I just let her. She had
me sit down and then she started washing my upper body. She was talking to me
during it all but I didn't hear much.
She was washing me with her bare
hands and soap. I won't lie, I really enjoyed the feeling over her fingers
rubbing over my chest and head. Eventually she had my top half clean and she said
“Stand up so I can clean the rest of you”. I took a deep breath and stood up,
once again exposing my naked penis to her.
“Turn around so I can do your back”.
I did and she immediately started rubbing soap into my upper back. She slowly
worked her way down until she was at my butt. I braced for her to grab it but
instead she skipped it and started at my ankle, working her way up. When she
got to my knee she said “spread your legs a bit so I can clean between them”. I
widened my stance so my feet were about shoulder width apart.
Sam took her time with the next
part. She methodically worked her way up my thigh while I stood there with my
butt in her face. As she got higher I started to get more and more aroused. Every
time she rubbed my leg she got closer and closer to my ass and crotch, until
she was only inches away. As she reached the top of my leg her hand gently
rubbed against my balls once, twice, and then she stopped and started on my
other leg. The feeling was so good I wanted to beg her to keep going despite my
embarrassment but I held my tongue.
Her washing my other leg was about
the same, but I think it took even longer. I was silently waiting for her to
touch my privates again as she slowly worked her way up my thigh. Eventually
she reached it and did the same thing as before. She gently rubbed the area
twice before stopping.
Then Sam took a second to put soap
on her hands again and started washing my butt cheeks. She got them both
covered in soap and then, to my surprise, she slid her hand down by buttcrack I
think I yelped when she did but that didn't stop her. She started tracing
circles around my butthole with her soapy fingers and then she let her hand
slide from my butt crack down lower until she reached my balls. I didn't think
it would feel good but her massaging down my butt crack to my privates felt
amazing.
“Okay, turn around.”
My heart sunk. All of Sam's touching
me had the obvious effect on me and I was hard. It was bad enough she saw me
naked already, but her seeing me hard seemed so much worse.
“Come on Josh, it's nothing I
haven't seen already.”
Knowing there was nothing else I
could do, I turned and faced her. My dick was sticking out its full six inches.
Sam stared at it and immediately smiled.
“Aww, it looks like someone's
excited.”
“Uhm. I guess so.”
“Oh, I just realized I forgot to put
conditioner in your hair. Let me do that real quick and then I'll finish
cleaning you”. I so just wanted this to be over. She filled her hands with conditioner,
a lot more than I would have used, and started massaging it into my scalp. “Close
your eyes, sweetie, I don't want this to sting you”.
There she was, treating me like a
child again. But she was right, and I closed my eyes while she rubbed conditioner
all over my hair and I felt the suds sliding down the front of my face.
She stopped and said “Okay, we'll
let that sit for a few minutes while I clean off the rest of you.” There was no
teasing this time. She simply grabbed my hard dick with a soapy hand and
started rubbing it. It felt amazing. She was sliding her hand up and down the
shaft like she was jerking me off instead of cleaning it. “It's very important
to keep your private areas clean, Josh. I hope you clean this well when you bathe
yourself.” I didn't say anything because I'd get suds in my mouth if I did.
She kept stroking my dick. I was no
stranger to jerking off, but frankly she could have taught me a thing or two. I
was getting close to coming and I didn't know if I wanted her to stop or keep
going. I knew I didn't get a say in it so I just tried to enjoy it. Her bathing
me was so embarrassing, but here I was getting jerked off by a beautiful woman.
My friends at school would never believe me.
When I felt my orgasm building and
thought I was going to cum in Sam's hand, she slowed down. If she'd just
stopped it would have been very uncomfortable and I think she might have known
that because she jerked me slower and slower before stopping so it wasn't
painful. I still wanted to beg her to keep going.
“There. All clean. Let's rinse you
off and get you out of the tub.” She had me sit down and go under the water to
get all the soap and conditioner off, then she pulled the plug and led me out
of the tub.
I picked up a towel to dry myself
off, but she took it from my hand and started drying me off with it. When she
reached my crotch it seemed like she took some time to play with it through the
towel.
When she was satisfied I was dry she
hung the towel up as I stood there still facing her with an erection.
“Uhm, Sam? Can I go get dressed
now?”
“Well about that, Josh. There's
something we need to discuss.”
“What's that?” I wanted to cry.
“You disobeyed me, which was
basically the one rule I gave you. I can't just let rule breaking go.”
“So what are you going to do?”, I
asked, trying to keep the fear from my voice.
“Well, that's up to you. When a
child misbehaves on my watch I do one of two things. Either I tell their
parents-”
“Don't do that!” I yelped. If after
all this I got in trouble with my parents and still needed a babysitter in the
future I'd go crazy. Sam smiled at that.
“Or, I punish them myself. I'm
assuming you pick the second option?”
I felt trapped. I had no way out,
except to let her punish me. “I think so. How will you punish me?”
“Well, with my other kids I usually
just spank them, but I think you might be too old for that. A little bit of
pain on your heinie probably wouldn't teach you a lesson.”
“Oh yeah, I agree”, I stammered. “I'm
definitely too old to be spanked, I think. Please”.
“Well I'm glad we're on the same
page. Instead I have an idea for a much more productive punishment. I'm going
to keep you naked until tomorrow morning.”
“What!?”, I almost screamed it.
“Mhmm. You're clearly very modest,
so this punishment will teach you a good lesson. More importantly, I think
you're too embarrassed of your own body. You're almost at a point in your life
where girls will want to see you naked. It's important you get passed your
shyness. That, or you can go get dressed now and I'll tell your parents you
gave me a really hard time.”
“I don't have much of a choice, do
I?”, I asked.
“That's the spirit!”, she said with
her trademark smile. “Now, I'm gonna go change into my pajamas. Luckily you're
already in yours. So go wait for me in the living room, I have a movie I think
you'll enjoy.”
I went downstairs and sat on the
couch. My penis was still almost painfully hard. I considered trying to jerk
off really quick, but I decided against it. I made the right call because Sam
was there in less than two minutes. She'd changed into her pajamas and was now
wearing a t-shirt that went halfway down her thighs, and she was also carrying
her purse. It was so long I couldn't tell if she had shorts on underneath. In
my head I imagined she didn't.
“Alright, Josh. I don't know what
your parents rules on R rated movies are, so I won't mention this to them if
you don't.”
“Don't worry, Sam, my lips are
sealed.”
“Perfect. I think you'll like this
one, it's funny.” She put the movie into the DVD player and then sat on the
sofa. She turned to me and said “Come over and sit on my lap, Josh.”
“What?”, I asked, disbelief in my
voice.
“Do you need to get your hearing
checked? This is part of your punishment. What's the point of you being nude if
you're hiding from me? Come sit across my lap, with your back against the arm
of the sofa,” she patted the sofa's arm as she said it. “It's soft enough that
we'll both be comfortable and it'll let me be able to have a good look at you
throughout the movie.”
The thought of that was almost more
embarrassing than the bath, but I knew I didn't have a choice. I sat with my
bare butt on her lap and my back against the arm of the sofa so I was basically
lying down but was reclined.
Once the movie started and I got
into it my penis, finally, started getting soft. Apparently Sam noticed because
she grabbed my penis and stroked it like she was washing it again until I was
hard. It was embarrassing but I liked the feeling so I didn't say anything. Once
I was hard again she kept her hand on my penis but stopped stroking it.
She did this throughout the movie. Her
hand almost never left my penis, and every time it started to get soft she
played with it until it got hard again. I was so horny I thought I was going to
lose my mind.
The movie had a lot of nudity, which
I liked. Sam noticed too, because during those scenes she kept stroking my dick
even if it was fully hard. A few times I thought I was going to cum but she
always stopped before that.
Eventually the movie ended. At that
point I had been hard for over two hours and was almost in tears I needed
relief so badly.
Sam, still holding my penis but not
playing with it, said “I think it's almost bed time. We've got a big day
tomorrow.” I wanted to cheer. As much as I liked the feeling of her playing
with me I wanted to run to my room and make myself cum already. “There's just
one thing we need to do first. Sit tight, this will only take a couple
minutes.” I didn't know what she was talking about, but she took her hand off
my penis and started rummaging through her bag. She pulled out a bottle of Dove
moisturizer.
“Your little friend here probably
isn't used to this much attention. Let me just put some moisturizer on it so
you don't chafe and then we'll go to bed.”
“Okay, Sam,” I muttered quietly.
She squirted a glob of it into the
hand that she'd been using to play with my penis throughout the movie and then
started rubbing it into me. After about ten seconds it was clear that my penis
was thoroughly moisturized, but she kept on stroking it anyway. It felt
amazing. Even better than when she was washing me in the shower. I forgot how
embarrassed I was because I was enjoying every second of it. Sam was a
beautiful girl, I could feel her bare thighs against the skin of my butt
cheeks, and was vigorously stroking my cock.
It didn't take very long. I'd been
hornier than I'd ever been before for over two hours, and her hand on me felt
even better than my own. Sam and I made eye contact and then I exploded. She
pointed my penis up and I came all over my stomach and chest.
“There we go,” she said, still
stroking me but much slower and gentler now. “I bet you feel a lot better after
that.” She took her hand off my penis and gave me a quick kiss on the lips. “Why
don't you go wash this off and head to bed? I'll see you in the morning. And
remember, no clothes until we leave the house tomorrow.”
“Okay, Sam. Goodnight. And thank
you, that was fun.” She winked at me and we both got up. As I walked out of the
room I looked back. She was facing away from me and was raising her arms to
stretch, pulling her shirt up. It went high enough that I saw she definitely
wasn't wearing shorts, and it could have been my imagination but I don't think
she was wearing panties either.
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