1. Remebring my first Babysitter


    Date: 12/22/2014, Categories: First Time, Masturbation, Taboo, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    house the last time. It seems that Tricia had decided to skip Becky's tennis lesson a couple of times during the summer and made excuses about Becky not feeling well. When Mrs. Bowman had stopped in to pay the bill on her lunch hour, they had mentioned that they hoped Becky would be feeling better soon. Mrs. Bowman asked more questions and found out about the skipped lessons. When she got to the house, she came downstairs to find the bed rumpled and Tricia and Becky downstairs without any explanation. It turns out that Tricia had been told explicitly the guest suite was off limits. Under questioning, Becky admitted that Bonnie and I had been over to play. This broke another explicit rule and Mrs. Bowman had fired Tricia on the spot. After Tricia, her folks hired Mrs. Olson to watch Becky when they were out. Tricia had approached Becky only one time since, after school. Becky told Tricia that her folks had made her promise not to talk to her and as fate would have it, her mom drove up just then. Tricia reminded her not to tell about Uncle Charlie or "bad things would happen" and left before Mrs. Bowman saw her. Becky said that the last time she had seen Bonnie was that day we came over. I sat there mulling things over. Becky's story explained Tricia's absence when Bonnie was sitting for me that year. I figure now that Bonnie put as much space between her and Tricia as possible. I have wondered for some time what would have happened to me if I had met Uncle Charlie as planned. ...
    I also wonder if he had ever done anything with Bonnie as Tricia seemed to have some kind of hold on her and they had been friends since elementary school. I was bowled over by what Becky told me. She sat there with tears on her cheeks and I told her I was sorry. I really didn't know what else to do (typical helpless male when a female's tears are involved). She said it wasn't my fault, that she just needed to tell someone and I was the only person she knew who might understand. That was why she had started walking home with me. She had planned to tell me some of it while we walked, but it just seemed too weird to bring it up when we were out in public. Plus, she was afraid she might cry and didn't want anyone to see her crying and start asking questions. She looked at the clock and said she had better get going because Mrs. Olson would be looking for her. I walked her downstairs and let her out the basement door. As soon as she was gone, I went back to my room and masturbated. Being so close to her made me horny. I found myself concentrating on that last visit, watching Tricia licking her, trying to imagine Bonnie naked, doing the same. The thought of Uncle Charlie also entered my mind. The thought of him fondling her while Tricia took pictures was extremely exciting but made me feel guilty at the same time. I almost felt like I was betraying her somehow with my fantasy. The next week, the doorbell rang and it was Becky again. I didn't open the door, just pulled the curtains ...
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