baby sitting part 2

BABY SITTING

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.