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Date: Sun, 6 Apr 2025 13:14:38 +0000 (UTC)
From: Just Stuff <juststuff@myyahoo.com>
Subject: Babysitter Dropoff: Chapter 1 (Bisexual Incest)

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Babysitter Dropoff: Chapter 1

My wife and I had always been open and honest with each other. We've an
amazing marriage, three wonderful kids, good jobs, fucking amazing
sex--What more could a guy want?

Jilian, my wife, was sex on legs. A petite blond with perky tits that led
down to her hourglass figure had with an insatiable appetite and love for
cock. But not just cock, she was freaky. She loved to watch; she loved
women; she loved being shared, dominated, dominating.

She looked at sex as a creative adult pastime. Like someone who
scrapbooks and changes or decorates every page differently? Yeah, that's
how Jilian saw sex.

***

The doorbell rang, and the kids went crazy, running through the house as
if they had just walked into a theme park. It was like the excitement of
a night with the babysitter times three. We didn't get too many date
nights since it was hard to find someone to watch three and the dog.

"Get the door," Jilian's voice echoed down the stairs as she put on
her last finishing touches before we headed out to meet our friends at
the boat house. A night of fun on our friend's yacht was just what we
needed to release some of the tensions that brew in day-to-day adult
life.

With a glass of red, I walked to the door and opened it to a surprise.
"Hi, may I help you?" I asked the young redhead in the schoolgirl
uniform. White blouse tucked into an obscenely short plaid skirt. Her
pale pink lips curved up at the sides as her bright emerald eyes traveled
up and down me.

"Hi, I'm Holly," she practically bounced as she waved at me. "The
sitter?"

"Oh, we were expecting Marsha," I said, confused.

"Marsha is my older sister, but she came down with the flu. Don't
worry, I don't have it."

I stepped forward and glanced around the porch, but the only motion in
sight was the taillights that disappeared around the corner at the end of
the block.

"Hey, Holly," Jilian chimed in from behind. "Last-minute change of
plans, honey, but don't let it ruin your night." Jilian patted my arm,
then invited Holly inside. "He's one of those `don't deviate from the
plan `kind of people, where I go with the flow."

I watched Holly from the corner of my eye as Jilian took her on a quick
tour of the house and introduced her to the kids, the dog, and the
emergency numbers. "Honey, when we get back, I told the Marshalls that I
would take Holly home so they didn't have to bother with coming to get
her so late," Jilian chimed in as she pulled her coat on, tossed mine
towards me telling me how late we were and we needed to go.

"We are ok with this?" I asked as we climbed into the car.

"Don't be such a stick in the mud," Jilian laughed. "You need to
learn to lighten up and have a little fun!"

"She's like ten, and we trust her?"

"She's 14," Jilian laughed. "You and I, at 14, were doing more than
just watching someone else's babies." Jilian ran her hand up my leg to
my croch before giving a good squeeze.

That night had been fun. We met our friends, had too much to drink, and
had a little bit of sexual adventure enough to get us riled up. As
always, Jilian had too much fun, and I was carrying her into the house in
the early hours around midnight.

"Back so soon?" Holly whispered as I carried Jilian into the house.

"Yeah, Jilian." I looked down at my wife before realizing that she had
a little cum in her hair. "She had had a long day, and the wine got her
a little early," I explained as I mounted the stairs.

I walked into the bedroom, and a little shadow walked to the corner of
the room and turned on a lamp. Turning, I saw it was Holly. "The kids
are asleep, so I thought I'd help," she whispered, and I noticed that a
button was undone, revealing the beginnings of a cleavage.

"Um, Thanks," I said, then laid Jilian down on the bed. I took her
necklace and earrings off, knowing that she hated to sleep in her
jewelry.

"Let me," Holly said, reaching out and taking the items from me. Her
little hands seemed to caress my much larger ones. I watched her turn
from me and walk across the room. Turning to Jilian, I heard something on
the floor. Turning around, Holly bent over to pick up the necklace from
the floor. Her short skirt rose enough to show her crotch. Leaning
forward, I could swear that she was not wearing panties, but then she
stood up, and I thought maybe it was a trick of the late night or
shadows.

Sending Holly downstairs, I got Jilian undressed and comfortable. I told
her I would take Holly home and be back. I quickly checked in on the kids
to make sure they were enjoying their dreamland before I made my way to
the Kitchen, where Holly waited for me.

Walking in, Holly turned to me. Her legs were spread open to show her
pristine white panties under the skirt. Stopping for a moment, my eyes
traveled to her face, where she watched me intently.

"Sorry, it's been a long night," I tried to make an excuse. I was
having flashbacks of my wife when we were that age and how she would
tease me with such outfits. She'd known they turn me on, and how I would
pull those little panites of hers to the side and eat her until my tongue
was numb.

"I could stay here if you prefer," Holly offered. "My parents would
not mind."

"It's ok," I said, noticing that another button on her blouse was
undone, then gathered my keys. "I can take you home." Together, we went
outside and climbed into my sports car.

Turning on the car, I glanced over to Holly's exposed legs as the short
skirt seemed to ride up farther. In the moonlight, her skin was the color
of pale milk, and at first, I thought I could see her panties barely
covering her soft mound hidden beneath.

Taking a long deep breath, I tried to calm myself down. We'd had a
night, and Jilian and I put on a show with some of our friends' wives.
Usually we'd come home and fuck it out, but tonight she'd had a little
too much to drink which left me with some heavy blueballs.

"Pull yourself together," I whispered to myself.

"What was that?" Holly asked innocently.

"How do we get to your house?" I asked.

"Up here, make a left," she directed me, leaning forward and then
pointing. As she sat back in her seat, she slid down in the chair since
it was reclined, and now her panties were on perfect display for me.

I was trying to keep my focus on the road, but I was horny and those
panties kept pulling my attention. Holly ran her tiny hand along her
smooth thigh, and I found myself wondering if she were bald under those
panties how that slit would look as those panties were pulled to the
side. If anyone had ever treated that little flower as I'd treated my
wife's so long ago.

My cock was rising to the occation, and my tight pants were now tighter.
I could almost feel myself sweating, so I turned on the air.

"Is it getting hot in here?" Holly asked. Her little girl voice was a
little deeper, as if she were trying to be sultry--and it was working.

"Just a bit," I tried not to croak. I was suppressing the urges I felt.
I didn't want to be a cheater, but I was having a hard time keeping my
eyes on the road and my thoughts where they needed to be.

"It's ok, you can look," Holly said as she opened her legs, revealing
the mound that I'd been trying to look at but not.

"I'm, um," I tried to play it off cool. She was a 14 year old and I
was in my late 30's. This was not right.

"Would it help if I took them off?" Holly ran her fingertips beneath
the pantyline and started to pull them away.

"No," I whispered.

"You like them?" I could hear a playful giggle in her voice. I
couldn't see her face in the darkness, but I could see that she was
rubbing the mound beneath the panties with her tiny fingertips just like
Jilian used to do to entice me to more. I gulped.

A slight moan escaped her as her hips bucked up. Her legs opened a little
more to reveal the passage between her legs. I would put Jilian on her
stomach and eat her pussy. My tongue working deep into her while my thumb
played with her clit, and my nose teased her asshole.

"You passed the exit," Holly said.

"What?" I looked up and realized I'd moved past the exit. The next
exit to turn around was almost ten miles down the road. "Shit," I said,
hitting my palm to the steering wheel.

"It's ok, I don't mind," Holly said, taking my hand. "I know you
didn't do it on purpose." She squeezed my hand and then placed my palm
onto her mound. I tried to pull my hand away, but she held me firmly. I
could feel the heat radiating from her, and I wanted to squeeze her. I
wanted to run my thick fingers along her slit and open her up. I wanted
to spit on her slit as I pushed my fingers into her pretty little mouth
before sliding them deep into her.

Trying to pay attention to the road, I slowly started to twitch my
fingers. I could hear Jilian's voice telling me to lighten up and have a
little fun. I began to rub Holly's hot little mound when I heard her
spit into her hand. She reached down and quickly rubbed her spit on my
fingers as she pulled the white panties to the side.

Without taking my eyes off the road I rubbed her hot slit. I felt her
swollen lips with my fingertips, and I heard the moan of need escape her
throat.

Pressing gently, I wondered if she were a virgin, but somehow, I was
doubtful that this little vixen was pure as freshly fallen snow.

My fingers sank into her to pull another groan from her. Gently, I
pressed and teased her hot flesh. Feeling the inside of her, but not
wanting to hurt her. My cock was raging in the inside of my pants, and I
wanted to pull it out while holding her down and fuck multiple
loads---But she's 14, my mind screamed.

Taking a deep breath, I tried to calm myself down. I'd give her a little
fun, then drop her off. It was something that she would remember and
always try to relive without someone hurting her.

A groan escaped her lips. "More," she demanded, taking hold of my wrist
and pushing her hips forward. My fingers sank deep into her. We gasped
together. Her at being impaled on my fingers and the feelings it sent
shivering through her body, and mine for the prue audacity of a horny 14
year only girl.

"Holy fuck," I muttered as the heat in the car increased. I could smell
sex as she opened her legs and started riding my fingers. My tumb rubbed
her clit and she started squeeling as her cunt clamped down on my
fingers. She moaned, squeeled, opened her legs before clenching them
tight jerking on my hand as her cum juices flowed down into my palm.

"Fuck!" her orgasmic voice echoed through the tiny car as her body
shivered on my fingers. Her wet pussy starting to loosen up as bright
lights erupted from the darkness behind us.

"Fuck," I followed her previous sentiment but for different reasons.