Crush

by Tony Williams

Little Debbie is on the phone to me. "Mum says can you babysit?"

"When?"

"Now. She's been called in for an all nighter at the last minute and she's desperate. Come on over, Toni. Please! Please!"

"I'll be there in ten minutes," I tell her and hang up. I'm totally chuffed. I adore little Debbie. She's nine and incredibly fucking cute. She still has her childish innocence and I'm pretty sure she has a huge crush on me. She'd probably let me do anything with her, and I have a couple of years to work with until puberty hits when she won't be so easy to manipulate. Up until now I haven't had a chance to be alone with her for more than a few minutes, but tonight, with her Mum out of the house, well, who knows what's gonna happen?

But her big sister is in a different league. Samantha is eleven and thin as a rake, possibly even thinner than I am. She's at that perfect age when her tits are just about to blossom. A few weeks ago, when I first babysat them, I was sitting in their living room and she was on the couch, opposite me, lying sprawled and suddenly, for no reason, she spread her legs and gave me the most magnificent view of her blinding white knickers. It was obviously deliberate. My heart started pounding and I stared, unable to tear my gaze away, for several long seconds. She smiled at me, then closed her knees. Clearly, she was aware of the effect she had on me. Any day now she'll get her period and everything will change, so I only have a small window of opportunity. Somehow I have to win her over.

What am I gonna wear? I strip down to my knickers, white nylon, full cut with lace panels on the sides. I select an old flared skirt that I used to wear years ago that's way too short. The waist is elasticated so it still fits. I pull it down on my hips so it covers my bum. The tops of my knickers are showing. I can hoist it up later when their mum is gone. I find a cotton cami that looks like it might be an undergarment, but these days, no one seems to care. It covers my waist so I look decent, unless I bend down, in which case you can look down the front and see my tits or look at me from behind and see my knickers. I look in the mirror. Unlike most fourteen year olds, I don't have much in the way of boobs. They're just little bumps, but my nipples are nice and big. I turn, bend and look at myself between my legs. Just as I thought, acres of white knickers on show. I hope their mum doesn't think I look to slutty, but then again, what's she gonna do? I stuff clean knickers and a nightie into my backpack and head out.

Their mum opens the door. "Just in time," she says. "I'll be back about breakfast time. There are clean sheets on the bed in the guest room. Debbie should be in bed as soon as she gets out of the shower, and Sam by ten. You've got my number, so call if necessary. Gotta run, Bye." She pushes past me out of the door and I step inside and close it behind me.

"Hi, Sam," I say. Her long black hair contrasts with her white cotton sun dress with spaghetti straps and I can just make out her knickers through the thin material. Tonight, they're pink. She looks stunning.

"Hi, Toni. Debbie's in the shower. She's so excited that you're staying the night."

"Aren't you?" I ask, smiling. "C'mere. Gimme a hug." I fold her into my arms and hold her tight. I'm tempted to push my thigh between hers, but I don't want to scare her off. I hear light footsteps on the stairs and Debbie comes running down wearing nothing but a small towel. She jumps up into my arms and puts her legs round my waist. I hold her with one arm and place my other hand under her bum, my fingers close to her crack. Sam grins at me. She knows her kid sister dotes on me. I loosen my grip and Debbie slides down my body, causing the towel to fall off. I release her and step back. She's a smaller version of Sam, slender but with a cute small pot belly, skinny legs and arms and the face of an angel. She stands there unselfconciously, letting me look at her naked body, then she bends down, picks up the towel and wraps it towel round her body again. It covers her from her armpits to the very tops of her tighs. She sits on the couch, lies back and parts her thighs, provocatively. The gap in the towel forms and unside down V, exposing her up to her navel. We can see her vagina and she knows it. "Are you staying all night?" she asks.

"I am," I say, a smile of satisfaction on my face. "All night, just us girls, alone together."

"Cool!" she says.

"Look at her," says Sam, "the little fucking tease. Put your legs together."

"Why?" asks little Debbie.

"Yeah, why?" I ask. "She can sit any way she likes, can't she?"

"She's showing off."

"Which you never do," I say, sarcastically. "Go sit on the couch beside her. Lean back. Now spread your knees." To my surprise, she complies with a grin. "Now that's a lovely sight," I say, breathlessly. "Two beautiful little girls, who I love to bits, showing off." I lift the bottom of my cami and pull my skirt up to my belly button, covering the top of my knickers, then let the cami fall. "I chose this skirt especially for you guys," I tell them, "'cos you're not the only ones who like to show off." I turn my back to them and bend forward, offering a view of my nylon covered bum, then I sit in the armchair opposite, my legs spread as wide as they will go, and lean back. They stare at me and I feel a warm thrill. I look at Sam's chest. Tits? Mmmm, not sure. If they're growing, it's early days yet. "I love your knickers," I tell her. "I'm crazy about knickers. Usually, I prefer white, but pink looks nice on you." Do I detect a blush.

"What about no knickers?" asks Debbie. "I like being naked."

I look at her. Despite the fact that I'm principally aiming at seducing Sam, I want to make sure that little Debbie continues to have her crush on me, so that she'll be there for me in the months and years to come. Her pussy is still nothing more than a slit in her mound, but I can remember that when I was nine, I was aware it was a special part of me that felt good when I touched it, and that I should never show it except to special people, like my family. I didn't always obey the rules.

"It's bedtime, Sweetheart," I tell her. "What are you gonna wear to bed?"

"Oh, no, it's too early," she whines. "It's only nine o'clock."

"Let's go into your bedroom and we can talk for a while."

"Okay. I'm not gonna wear anything. I'm gonna sleep in the nude."

"Show off," muttered Sam.

"I love show offs," I say. "I'm a show off myself." I stand, reach out for Debbie's hand and pull her to her feet. The towel falls off again, so I pick her up, one arm under her knees, one behind her back. I walk up the stairs with Sam following us. In the bedroom, I lay Debbie down on the bed and sit beside her. She puts her hands behind her head and smiles at us. Sam sits on the other side.

"You are so beautiful," I say. "I love your little tits."

"I don't have any tits yet," she says. I put my hands on her chest and stroke her ribs, and with my fingers, gently pinching her tiny nipples.

"You soon will have," I say, "Like Sam. Your tits are growing, aren't they, Sam?" To my surprise, she lifts her dress all the way up under her chin. I draw in a sharp breath. She has tiny puffy little titties and perfect nipples. "Oh, my God! They're gorgeous." She lets her dress fall. "Lift your dress. I wanna see them again." Obligingly, she lifts the dress again and we stare at her. "Take it off, Sam. You have a beautiful body. You shouldn't hide it, not from us." To my delight, she lifts it over her head, shakes her hair free and drops it on the floor. My heart lurches. Naked, except for pink cotton knickers, she's starting to drive me crazy.

"Now I'm overdressed," I say. "Wanna see my tits?" I stand, drop the skirt and pull my cami off. I'm glad my tits are small. Big floppy boobs would be so out of place here. I sit down again, concious of the girls' eyes on me.

"Awesome," breathes Sam.

"Can I touch them?" ask Debbie, reach up her hand. I let her run her palm over my nipples, which instantly get hard.

"Pinch me. Roll them between your finger and thumb. Oh, that feels so good." I lean down and kiss her nipples, then one at a time, take them between my teeth and nibble on them. The I move my head up, bring my face close to hers, look deep into her eyes and kiss her on the lips. They feel so soft and warm. I gently push with my tongue and her lips open for me. My head is swimming. The tips of our tongues play for a few seconds, and then I lift my head. Her hand is still on my boob. "I love you, Pumpkin," I murmur.

Her face and chest are bright pink. "I love you too, Toni," she says. It's not a throw-away line. I run my hand down her cheek and neck, over her chest, down to her belly button, then farther down, across her abdomen to her thigh, lightly brushing her vagina as I pass, down to her knee, then across to the other knee, up her thigh again, my fingertips lingering at her little slit, then up her body again to her nipples. She lets out a contented sight. My hand moves down again, over her mound, my fingertips now in her crack. She parts her legs slightly, letting me know it's okay to touch her there.

"Does that feel nice?" I ask her.

"Mmmm," she murmurs. "It tickles, but I like it." I run my middle finger up and down her crack, almost like I'm masturbating her.

"It's adorable. I do this to myself in bed at night," I say.

"You masturbate?" Sam asks me, sounding surprised.

"Of course. All girls do it, but it's much nicer when someone else does it to you." Debbie takes her hand from my boob and presses my hand between her legs. I slide the tip of my finger inside her and she gasps. I take my hand away, lift my head and plant another kiss on her lips, this time letting her put her tongue in my mouth. We break apart.

"You like my muffin, don't you?" she says.

"I'm in love with it, my darling." I look up at Sam whose eyes are big. "Why don't you touch her, Sam? Just stroke her with your fingertips." She hesitates, then runs her hand down little Debbie's body, just like I did, lingering at her nipples, then at her mound, tickling and teasing her little sister. I think I'm gonna have a heart attack. My two darling girls, one naked, the other in just her knickers, doing naughty things. Or are they just two kids trying to please me? My knickers are getting wet.

"One last kiss, darling, and then it's time to sleep." She holds out her arms to embrace me, but I duck down and kiss her belly button, then her mound and finally I kiss her muffin, pushing my tongue into her as far as it will go. My pulse is racing. I can hear her breathing quicken. For about a full minute I work on arousing her with my lips and tongue, then come up for air. "Now that's what I call a real kiss," I say. Both girls giggle. I pull the sheet over her and tuck it in. One last peck on the lips. "Goodnight, little Debbie. I love you."

"I love you too, Toni."

Sam and I leave the room carrying our discarded garments with us, and go into her bedroom. "Debbie's right," says Sam. "Naked is nice. We whould take our knickers off."

"You sound like my friend Shiela at school." Her eyes go big. "We go into a stall in the bathroom. Not just Shiela, there's other girls, too. We kiss and stuff, show each other our tits and things like that. Sheila likes to take my knickers down and touch my muffin. I do it to her, too."

"Wow," she breathes, her voice full of wonder. "That sounds cool. I've never taken another girl's knickers down, not seriously, only in like wrestling games and stuff."

"I get really turned on when I pull hers down. You should try it, Sam. Go on, take mine off." Her face lights up and she eagerly pulls my knickers down and I step out of them.

"You shave your pussy?" she says. "That's cool!"

"I like a hairless pussy. It makes me more like a little girl. I like little girls, especially little girls like you and your sister. Now it's my turn." I put my fingers in the waist of her knickers and very slowly slide them down until her pussy comes in view. My heart is pounding. "You're smooth," I say, running my fingertips over her pussy lips. She doesn't resist. I take her knickers all the way off, then stand, put my arms round her and hold her tight. She tilts her head up and looks into my eyes. I press my lips against hers and she opens her mouth for me. I feel like I'm going to faint. Our tongues duel for a long minute, then the kiss ends and we fall on to the bed, still locked in each others arms.

"I've been wanting to kiss you ever since I first babysat for you," I say. "Have you any idea how excited you make me?"

"I thought you were more interested in Debbie," she says. "She has a huge crush on you."

"I know. Debbie's cute and I know I hug and kiss her a lot, because she likes it so much. I'm pretty sure that she'd let me do anything I want to her, but she's a little on the young side. Perhaps in a year or two I might really fall for her, but right now, I think I'm in love with you, Sam. I only have to look at you and I get dizzy. I don't think you know how incredibly beautiful you are."

"I'm too skinny and I have no tits yet."

"I love you just the way you are. Lie back and let me look at you. Oh, my darling, you're perfect. Just relax, I'm gonna kiss you all over." I start with her lips, just a brief, soft lip kiss, then her neck, and her chest, focussing on her nipples, biting gently with my front teeth, then down to her belly button, lower and lower on her abdomen. I discover a faint whisp of hair just above her muffin. "I'm gonna have to shave you down here," I say.

She giggles. "We can shave each other, Toni." My head spins at the thought of it. I brush her pussy lips with my fingers. Her vagina is much more developed than little Debbie's, with lips and a tiny little clit. She parts her legs, inviting me to do whatever I want. I run the tip of my middle finger round her clit, then slide it down and into her vulva. She gasps. "Toni, Toni," she whispers. I move my body off the end of the bed and bring my face up between her thighs and look at her. She has her head propped up on a pillow and she gazes into my eyes.

"I'm gonna take you to heaven," I say, inhaling, savouring the aroma of sex coming off her, then I lower my mouth to her muffin. Her hands clasp the back of my head and pull me into her. I thrust my tongue into her so far that it aches, then I go to work on her clit. She pushes her hips up to meet me. My middle finger goes deep inside her, all the way, meeting no resistance. I guess her hymen broke long ago. I can hear her groaning, murmuring my name and then I hear the magic words.

"I love you, Toni." Oh, my God, I've done it. I've made Sam fall for me, just in time, when she's still a vulnerable little girl, and now she's mine. I suck on her clit, in and out rapidly and her thighs clamp my head. Her body goes rigid and she lets out a huge gasp of air. I've made her cum. My tongue laps up as much of her juices as it can and then she slowly relaxes and I come up for air. I crawl up the bed and take her in my arms.

"I came," she whispers.

"Oh, my darling, you' ve no idea how happy that makes me. All I ever wanna do is make you cum and cum again for the rest of our lives." She sqeezes me tight and we plunge into another long passionate kiss. Finally we break apart and lie back, gasping for air. I'm in heaven. I was right on the edge of cumming myself, but I'm so glad that she came for me, my own orgasm can wait. Perhaps I'll finish myself off with my fingers later. I start to drift off and after a few minutes Sam rolls away from me, her breathes long and deep. She's fallen asleep.

What a wonderful evening it's been and there'll be others like it. Their mum will want me to babysit again and Sam will make love to me and let me make love to her and . . . wait a minute, what about little Debbie? Why should I leave little Debbie out of it? She adores me. I can do anything I like to her and she'll absolutely love it. She is too young to have any inhibitions or hang ups and I can teach her to do anything I want.

I check to see if Sam is asleep. I hear a faint snore so I carefully roll out of bed and stand up. I pull the sheet up to cover her, then quietly open the door and tiptoe to Debbie'r room. I step inside and close the door behind me. In the faint light of a strettlamp coming in through the flimsy curtains, I can see her little body, half covered by the sheet. I lie down beside her and put my arms round her. She wakes up.

"It's just me, my darling," I whisper.

"Toni," she murmurs.

"I was thinking about you, Debbie, and I know you have a crush on me and that makes me so happy and I didn't want you to be alone."

"I love you."

"Me, too. It was so exciting when we kissed and then when I stroked your body all over. You're utterly adorable."

"And you kissed my muffin, too. That felt awesome. You like my muffin, don't you?"

"I adore it."

Now, she's wide awake. "Let me see yours, please, Toni." I lie back and open my thighs. She scootches down the bed until she's between my legs. I switch on the bedside light so that she can see me clearly. My pussy, still wet from my encounter with Sam is getting even wetter and I can smell the scent of sex coming off me.

"Oh, it's beautiful," she breathes. "Can I touch it?"

"You can do anything you like to me," I say, my heart pounding. I feel her fingers touch my lips, exploring, then a burst of lust as she discovers my clit and then I'm swept up into heaven as she puts her mouth on me. Her tongue is everywhere, on my lips, my clit, inside me, working away enthusiastically. I can tell she just loves this. She's mine. I have my own little nine year old girl who'll be my willing sex slave.

Sam will soon grow up and loose her girlishness. Little Debbie will keep me happy for a long time yet.

She has a crush on me and I have a crush on her. I'm gonna cum any second now. Oh, my God, here I cum!

The end.