My Beautiful Babysitter

When I was about 13 my parents were still kind of reluctant to let me stay home alone at night so they'd get this girl from down the street, Tara, to babysit me. She actually wasn't all that much older than me but I didn't mind because I thought she was so pretty and cool and I wanted to be just like her. I didn't really realise it at the time but I had a pretty serious crush on her.

Late one night I lay in bed, unable to fall asleep. Really, I think I was disappointed about having to go to bed and not hang out watching movies. But my parents had a knack of coming home unannounced and I didn't want Tara to get in trouble for me being out of bed. I called out to Tara and she came down the hall into my room. I told her I couldn't sleep. She told me to relax and I said I couldn't. So she sat down on my bed and after a little while said she knew something that could help me relax. She reached her hand down under my covers and felt her way down my body. She slipped her hand under the elastic of my underwear and started to softly stroke the curly hair over my pussy.

Strangely, I wasn't taken aback. I was excited. I parted my legs a little to show her I liked it and she ran her hand up and down my slit, rubbing my pussy lips and caressing my clitoris. It felt slippery and wet under her fingers and I instinctively knew it was because I was so aroused. The feeling was lovely.

I kicked off my blankets and pulled down my underwear, allowing Tara to see my bushy vagina by the glow from down the hall as she touched me. I whispered asking if she wanted me to touch hers. She unbuttoned her jeans and pulled them down just enough so I could slip my hand into her underwear. I found her soft slit under the mass of hair and was surprised at how hot and wet she was down there. I copied what she did to me, running my fingers over the slippery folds and bumps. It was really nice touching Tara's pussy as she pleasured mine.

My knees were spread wide now and Tara was rubbing my pussy faster and faster, smearing my wet pussy juices over my slit. I gasped, a sweet orgasm flowing over me almost without warning. Tara smiled as I panted. In the excitement I had stopped rubbing her pussy and she asked if I could just stay like I was until she finished. I lay still, watching, as she pulled her underwear to her knees and masturbated herself staring at my soaking, happy pussy. Her orgasm came quickly too and she grinned, panting. She bent down and gave me a tiny kiss right on top of my pussy (which felt really nice too), then gave me a peck on the forehead before saying goodnight.

Needless to say I had a babysitter for a few years yet after that.