A Babysitter's Confession, Part 1

by Inglorious Babysitter

Alicia had a secret, and at 14, she had the best job imaginable. As a babysitter, she spent most of her weekends collecting easy money to babysit the younger children in the building in her home, a small flat in which she and her Mother lived. It was a rather loose description to say that her mother "lived" there, since most nights, her mother stayed out late...past 3am frequently and often until after sunrise.

For Alicia, this meant a free run of the flat, which she put to good use, making easy money out of the babysitting jobs she had. It was no secret to her friends that she was lesbian, after all, she never had much interest in boys and certainly did not take advantage of her mother's frequent and prolonged absence to get into trouble with any. No--her secret was that she liked girls--young girls--the type she babysat. In fact, in such a large building, she found herself able to spend most evenings taking in one or two of the girls from within just a few doors over, or perhaps just a floor above or below.

She had always prided herself on being proper, what with her warm smile and honest demeanor, and the parents in the building adored her. The girls did too. For so long, Alicia had kept her strange, taboo desires to herself sometimes ogling the young girls who she babysat. Other times, she would spend an hour innocently fixing a young girl's hair, brushing and decorating the little darlings with ribbons and bows while silently enjoying the closeness and warmth of their bodies, but things were about to change.

A new lady had moved in in the flat below hers. Alicia quickly became acquainted with the new lady and with little Sara, who was just four. Little Sara was beautiful. She had sandy blond hair that covered her shoulders, deep brwown eyes and dark skin. Her mother dressed her a bit scantily, revealing a cute 'innie' belly button between the bottom of her tank top and the waist band of her short skirt, which revealed her bare legs which were silky smooth and just long enough to be 'girlish' rather than 'toddlerish,' Alicia thought to herself.

Alicia introduced herself and told Sara's Mother that she'd love to babysit for Sara, volunteering before Mother had even asked. This didn't seem to faze Sara's mother, who asked that Alicia care for Sara the following Saturday.

Being as it was a Tuesday, the days could not go by quickly enough. Each day during her walk to and from school Alicia caught a glimpse of little Sara playing outside the flat, frequently seeming unattended.

Saturday night came though. Sara arrived with her mother that evening. Alicia greeted them and politely invited them in, though Sara's mother seemed a bit rushed. sara's mother handed Alicia a change of clothes for Sara, who was again clothed in a rather short skirt, though today she wore a t-shirt that covered her belly.

"Would you see that she is bathed?" Sara's mother asked.

"Of course," Alicia replied, maintaining her composure as Sara sat on the couch and began fidgeting with her shoes. Alicia bid Sara's mother goodnight as her heart fluttered with excitement: no relying on glimpses, she would bathe this little girl.

Alone in the flat, Alicia began playing with Sarah. She read her a story, brushed out her hair, then braided it into two little pigtails and pinned little white flowers on each of them, making her look like a doll. They went on then and watched the television for a bit as Alicia watched for Sara to get good and comfortable. Soon they were cuddled up on the couch together, although Alicia could not pay much attention to the television as she was more interested in the occasional glimpse up Sara's little skirt.

Each glimpse provided a brief look at Sara's panties which rode up into her bum crack a little more every few minutes as she fidgeted on the couch. Her white cotton panties were striped blue and initially covered all but the least little bit of her cute little cheeks, but after an hour or so they had ridden into her crack so that about half her left cheek could be seen with every quick glimpse Alicia took up the little girl's skirt.

Alicia still felt inhibited with little Sara, but excited all the same as she announced, "bath time, Sara."

"Ok, Lishy," as Sara had taken to calling Alicia, as Alicia stood up. Sara slid off the couch, carelessly raising her skirt and uncovering her panty clad bottom.

The girl is four, Alicia thought to herself, I should maybe give her privacy...maybe not, dueling with herself about whether to stay with Sara for bathtime. She finally decided that she would...she just had to look at this pretty little tart, stark naked, in the bath tub.

Alicia drew a warm bath and turned her attention to Sara, who suddenly felt a little apprehensive.

Alicia reached for the girl, who pulled away shyly. Taken aback by the sudden shyness of Sara, Alicia playfully chided, "Come on babygirl. Let's get you nakey for bath time."

"Noooo...I wanna keep my clothes on Lishy."

"What's wrong baby?" Alicia asked, curious by Sara's sudden modesty. "I'm scared."

"Nothing to be scared of. Look," Alicia encouraged, showing her the pink bottle of bubble-gum scented bubble bath, the rubber ducky, and the toy boat floating in the tub.

"I don't wanna be nakey."

"Mommy said that I shouldn't let people see my privates...you know...down there," she said, pointing to her panties. "Mommy said that some people might want to touch me or hurt me."

"Oh, no, honey, Lishy would never hurt you. But you know what? Lishy DOES think you are very pretty and Lishy loves you very much, and when someone loves you very much, they won't hurt you." Alicia turned off the bath faucet and hugged Sara warmly. Sara hugged her back.

"Let me tell you something that your Mommy didn't tell you. When you're with someone who loves you, it's fun to undress and touch down there, and not just fun like playing a game. It feels good too."

Alicia couldn't believe what she was saying, but she believed that Sara would keep a secret, and besides, her own curiosity had turned into lust from being close to the girl in such an intimate setting.

"Your Mommy was right when she told you that there really are some bad people who would want to touch a little girl like you and do things to your privates that could hurt a lot, but those people wouldn't talk to you first or ask you how you felt, or promise that the touching would feel good. They wouldn't love you either. They would just force you to do what they wanted. Lishy could never do that. Lishy wants to have fun with you doing all those naughty things down there like looking and touching your privates, but only if you want to also."

Sara had a wide-eyed expression on her face that gradually turned to a grin. She had a girlish desire to be beautiful--to be seen and appreciated--though she didn't fully comprehend the feelings that she felt. All the same, that little feeling welling up inside her grew as she thought about what Alicia was suggesting.

"What do we do Lishy? Is it a secret?"

"It's a secret that you and me know and keep--just you and Lishy. What we do? Well, that's up to us. Lishy wants to look at your panties. Howabout you get up on Lishy's bed and pretend like you're a model?"

Sara giggled, nodding her head.

"Come with me." Alicia said, holding out her hand and leading Sara to her bedroom. The bright colors and soft bedding put the little girl at ease as she began to feel a tickly feeling in her tummy. "We can have bath time later."

The girl was already barefoot but still wore her shirt, skirt and panties. Tugging at the hem, Alicia coaxed, "you really do look like a little model. Howabout you pull your skirt up and model those panties for Lishy."

Sara's apprehension faded as she lifted the hem of her skirt on both sides with each hand, delicately holding it up to her shoulders and exposing her legs and panty-clad privates.

Demonstating with a little shake of her hips, Alicia coaxed the girl further, "shake your hips like this."

Sara's movements became more pronounced as the shyness wore off. She also began to smile as the thought of being watched by 'Lishy' excited her.

Sara jumped up onto the bed then boldly raised her skirt again, higher this time, exposing all of her panties up to the small of her bare, tan, back. "Watch me shake my bottom for you Lishy."

"Keep going, Lishy loves that." Alicia encouraged the little girl, who now stuck her bottom out and bent over at the waist, revealing an outline of the soft round little cheeks beneath the thin material of the striped underpants.

Sara turned around smiling as she sought the approval of Alicia who blew a kiss back at the little girl.

Alicia stepped up to the bed for a closer look as Sara danced away holding up her skirt. A little bit of belly showed above the waistband of her panties when she would turn to face her audience of one. Stopping at the edge of the bed, Alicia found herself almost eye to eye with little Sara who stood on the mattress. The little tart dropped her skirt and covered her mouth as she smiled and giggled, her eyes giving her expression away. Alicia held out her hands. Sara took her hands from over her mouth and placed them in Alicia's as Alicia gently pulled her closer until their faces nearly touched. "You wanna be naughty some more for Miss Lishy?"

Sara nodded, giggling. "Model your privates for Lishy. Do like you just did except take off your panties."

Sara instinctively put her hands between her legs as if to cover herself modestly, but still smiling she finally replied, "ok, but you have to close your eyes while I pull down my pannies."

Alicia playfully closed her eyes.

"OK, I'm pulling my pannies down. Wait...wait..."Sara said as Alicia heard the faint sound of the cotton rhythmically sliding over Sara's little butt and down her thighs as little Sara pulled her panties down one side at a time, alternating with her little arms until they were down to her knees. From there they dropped freely to the bed. "wait..." Alicia heard Sara say. Suddenly Alicia felt the little cotton panties land on her head as Sara began giggling away. "OK, open your eyes!" Sara said. The two girls laughed away as they stepped apart before Alicia began biting the inside of her lip as she took in the sight of Sara's bare legs disappearing above the hem of her little skirt. They were the same legs she had admired all evening, ony different, Alicia thought lustfully, holding the pretty little girl's panties in her hands.

Sara who now began to lift her skirt again. The little girl giggled a bit more as she raised the skirt to reveal her bald baby pussy--two fat little folds of skin tucked neatly between her legs.

"Mommy said weewees are private, but you get to look at mine."

"So pretty, baby girl. I would kiss you right there."

"Kiss me there? I don't believe you."

Alicia stepped up to the bed and lightly kissed Sara's mound, just above her slit.

"Wowie! That felt good." Sara exclaimed.

"and we can do that as much as you want."

Sara smiled and twirled around as Alicia backed away, watching as Sara put on her little modeling show again. The soft flesh of little Sara's bare bottom bounced and jiggled as she did her little dance for Alicia who found herself Unable, perhaps unwilling, probably both, to restrain her desire to touch little Sara. Alicia began kneading and caressing Sara's thighs and cheeks and then, with both hands, Alicia began to spread Sara's naked bottom open to reveal her anus, but as she did, Sara abruptly stood up straight from the provocative, slightly bent over position and shyly clenched her bum. Alicia held Sara's skirt, keeping her cute bottom in view.

Sara seemed shy and embarassed, so Alicia did not try to move Sara's hands which were now crossed, palms out, covering her bum crack. Instead, Alicia, caressed Sara's thighs, stopping at the little folds of flesh where her thighs met her bottom.

"Are you ok sweetie? Did Miss Lishy scare you?"

"Um...yeah...a little."

Sara wouldn't look around to Alicia, who now let her skirt down. "Maybe that's enough naughty time for now. Miss Lishy doesn't want you to be scared. I still have to give you a bath though."

"Yes, Miss Lishy," Sara replied, formally. Her response aroused Alicia once again but not so much that Alicia could not contain herself. She was supposed to be babysitting after all.

"Carry me, Miss Lishy, pleeease?" Sara pleaded as she put her arms around Alicia's neck. Sara seemed to be her happy self once again which relieved Alicia, who picked Sara off the bed. As she did, she felt Sara's legs wrap around her waist. Placing one hand on the small of her back, Alicia took the other and snuck it up Sara's bare thigh, cupping her bottom affectionately as she carried her off to the bathroom.

By now the water had gone lukewarm, but a few moments of running the hot water warmed it up suitably. Meanwhile, Alicia set Sara down and began undressing her by lifting her shirt. Her belly was nearly flat but had just the slightest bit of baby fat left, giving it a smooth, soft feel. Raising the shirt up and off of Sara, Alicia took advantage of the opportunity to study Sara's flat chest and little reddish-brown nipples, which matched her relatively dark complexion.

"I do my skirt Miss Lishy. Watch." Sara said as she unbuttoned the waist of her skirt. The slightly elastic material sort of sprung free as she unbuttoned it, causing the end of the waistband that contained the button to unwrap around her body while her other thumb held the opposite side of the skirt in place, revealing one side of the little girl before she let go of her skirt completely and let it fall to the floor. Naked in front of Alicia, she didn't seem self-conscious as she climbed into the bath, sat down and began playing with the toys in the tub.

With the girl soaked head to toe, Alicia took the washrag and covered it with soap. Sara stood up in the tub as Alicia washed the girl's upper body, starting with her arms and upper back before moving to her belly. She playfully circled Sara's little belly button, pressing the washcloth inside it with her finger and making Sara giggle and pull away in a playful sort of way. She then moved to her chest, lathering Sara's nipples without a reaction from the girl at first, but then, as Alicia slowed her movement and focused on the girl's nipples closely, she noticed that Sara's body became covered with chills. Alicia's first two fingers, still wrapped in the soapy washrag, moved longways across the girl's nipple so that the slot formed by Alicia's first two fingers, which were held tightly together, fit over Sara's nipple, which grew more erect as Alicia gently moved back and forth.

"Does that feel good baby girl?"

"Yes, Miss Lishy."

Though Sara did it subconsciously, Alicia noticed that Sara rubbed her thighs tightly together in a sort of motion that was obvious to Alicia that the little girl was trying to masturbate without getting caught. Alicia, meanwhile, fought the urge to masturbate herself, still a little apprehensive about her first time with little Sara. Alicia clamped her own thighs rhythmically and bit her inner lip trying to give herself a mini-orgasm. The little bit of warmth and friction she could muster without getting noticed, coupled with the sight of little Sara rubbing her naked thighs back and forth. Alicia ran her eyes up Sara's legs to notice how the soft fat at the top of her thighs subtly rubbed the flesh of her little bare vulva. Her baby clit, once concealed beneath the folds of skin now protruded just a little. Alicia perspired a little as she bit back an orgasmic moan. The sensation from watching the little girl was a bit more than she expected.

Trying hard to maintain her composure, she told little Sara to sit down and stick her feet up. The girl complied as Alicia washed the little girl's feet and calves. Each motion seemed to move her legs together and apart. It was in these brief moments that Sara's legs spread apart that Alicia noticed Sara's vagina opening up like a little flower beneath the water.

"Miss Lishy?" Sara began, "can I see what your nipples look like?"

"OK baby girl. You've been so good, I suppose you should be able to look all you want." Alicia said as she removed her blouse and bra, revealing her firm teenage breasts. Her areolae were smallish but the arousal from bathing Sara, and the earlier 'naughty time' made her nipples stand erect. Removing her bra was liberating. The cool, free sensation Alicia felt as her small, firm, lily white breasts sprung free from the elastic material of her bra left Alicia with the realization that her breasts had been sore for the last hour or so and only now, in her topless state, did she realize it.

Taking Sara's hand, Alicia guided the shy girl towards her, first standing her up in the tub, then pulling gently as the girl stepped to where she could reach Alicia's chest. Alicia knelt low, her breasts just above the side wall of the tub, as she guided Sara's little hand up and down her breast, allowing Sara's little fingers to prod and explore.

"Can I wash my privates Miss Lishy? Myself?" Alicia felt a little disappointed, but agreed. Sara rubbed vigorously between her legs with the washrag she held in her free hand. Alicia let go of Sara's other hand which immediately found its way onto the washrag, which the little girl now held with both hands as she rubbed back and forth across her vagina, looking across the tub at her babysitter's bare chest. Alicia watched silently as Sara masturbated with the washrag as a few minutes passed. Sara's eyes began to get heavy as she appeared to orgasm once before Alicia teasingly chimed in.

"Sara?" Alicia asked in a faux corrective tone, "are you washing your privates or being naughty?"

Sara stopped, and handed the washrag back to Alicia with a bashful look on her face. "Being naughty..."

Her reaction was so adorable that Alicia couldn't help but watch it play out for a minute as Sara quietly climbed out of the tub and wrapped herself in the towel that Alicia had gotten off the rack. "Come with me." The two were off to Alicia's room where a pair of panties and nightgown were laid out for Sara to put on as Alicia put her own top back on, omitting the bra which was a bit constricting, she thought to herself. Back to the bathroom Sara went where Alicia dried and brushed her hair. Sara then brushed her teeth and the two went back to Alicia's bedroom.

Alicia had planned to sleep on the couch or perhaps in her mother's room, giving Sara her own bed. Alicia turned down the covers on her own bed and tucked Sara in for the night. She read Sara a short story. Just before bidding little Sara goodnight, Alicia leaned close to Sara and said, "I need to tell you a secret." Alicia then whispered in her ear. "What you did in the shower? It's okay. You're not in trouble. Miss Lishy liked being naughty with you." Moving face to face with Sara, she added, "It felt good down there didn't it?"

"Yep." Sara replied, as Alicia headed out of the room wondering if maybe she was missing an opportunity.

"Miss Lishy?" Sara chimed in. "I need Debby Dolly. She's on my bed in me an' Mummy's flat downstairs. Can you get it."

"Your flat will be all locked up hon...no wait..." Alicia found a spare key on the ring that Sara's mother had left with her. "Nevermind that...here's a key. Stay here and I'll run and get it real fast."

In a quick minute Alicia entered Sara's flat and, making her way to the bedroom found 'Debby Dolly,' laying on the bed. It was quite a work of art with a frilly blue dress. Its face, hands and feet were made of porcelain. She grabbed it and ran back up to her own flat to where Sara was laying in her bed. Sara hugged the doll as Alicia kissed her goodnight and headed back to the living room to quietly watch TV.

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