Bob was my dad’s friend. He had a son named Davy who was mentally handicapped. Even though Davy was 18 years old, he had the mind of a child, which could explain why we got along so well. Bob insisted that babysitting wouldn’t be an inconvenience since Davy liked to spend time with us anyway.
My sister, Stacy, was 4 years older than me. She was a tall, pale brunette with a perfect figure. I was always jealous of her curves, sometimes I would even consume large amounts of food because I wanted so badly to gain weight. Nevertheless, I remained an underdeveloped bean pole. My breasts had just begun growing, they were no bigger than mosquito bites but I was still proud of them. My brother, Charlie, was three years my senior. He was the “problem child”– always doing something foolish.
I walked by the bathroom door and glanced inside. My mother was standing in front of the mirror, applying her lipstick. It was after dinner and I knew my parents were going out. Once again, we would be left with a babysitter. I hated all of our babysitters and I hated being apart from my parents so much.
“Amelia, go put your socks and shoes on. Bob will be here any minute.”
“Okay” I said, with a dramatic sigh, turning away from the door.
I heard the van pull into the driveway. My mom followed Stacy and I out the door, “CHARLIE! GET OFF THE ROOF!”
Charlie jumped down, landing on his feet just like a pro.
“Hey Bob, I really appreciate you doing this.”
“It’s no problem. Like I said, Davy loves having them over. Just call me in the morning when you want me to drop them off.”
We all piled into the van. “I hope you guys brought swim suits”, Bob said as he pulled out of the driveway. The van was filled with awkward silence, we were less than excited. Driving down a back road, Bob quickly turned the wheel to the left, then to the right, and again to the left. Swerving all over the road, I guess he was trying to get a rise out of us. It worked. Well all started laughing hysterically.
“HEY! Stop splashing water in my eyes, Charlie!”
“Don’t be such a cry baby, Amelia.”
“You guys wanna play Marco Polo?” Stacy was always the peacemaker. Everyone closed their eyes and prepared to start the game.
“AMELIA!” Bob called from inside the house. “Come inside for a minute. I want to show you something.”
The rest of the kids stayed in the pool as I stepped out, hands wrinkled and hair dripping, “I’m coming!”
I walked into the house and Bob led me to the upstairs bathroom.
“What are you gonna show me?”
“I bought some new tooth paste, it’s strawberry flavored. I want you to try it out. But first you have to close your eyes.”
Bob pulled a tube sock from his back pocket. He wrapped it over my eyes and tied it in the back. I felt nervous, like something strange was about to happen. I heard a zipper and I knew it was his pants. I felt his thumb touch my chin as he pulled my mouth open, inserting his penis. He held the back of my head with one hand as he moved in and out of my mouth. I could taste the strawberry flavor and although I felt dirty at first, I couldn’t help but to suck on it. Bob never made a sound, he just kept guiding my head back and forth. I was beginning to enjoy it.
I felt him take my bathing suit off as he laid me on the counter. His hand brushed between my thighs, bringing a sensation that I never knew existed. I felt his penis against my pussy, but it didn’t penetrate. He just rubbed it against me, back and forth. I wondered if I should make some noise– moan– like the women on tv. Bob was still silent so I decided that silence was probably for the best.
He picked me up off the counter, my legs wrapped around his waist, and carried me somewhere. My eyes were still covered, I couldn’t see where we were going. He set me down onto the carpet. “Bend your knees and kneel, like you would if you were praying”, he guided my legs and then positioned my hips. He bent me over the side of the bed, my small breasts resting on the mattress while my knees touched the floor. My ass was in the air, completely exposed to him. I felt his penis rub against me and wondered if he would put it in this time. He began humping me from behind, keeping his cock pressed against my ass. I wasn’t sure how to react. If I asked him to stop, would I get in trouble? If I asked him to fuck me, would I get in trouble? He continued humping as I felt a warm wet fluid spray from his cock onto my ass cheek. He used something to wipe the fluid off me. I heard him zip his pants and then he removed the sock from around my eyes.
“Put your bathing suit on and go back outside.”
I slipped into my pajamas and grabbed a pillow.Night had fallen and we sat on the floor in front of the television watching the Flintstones– Stacy sitting to my right, Davy sitting to my left and Charlie next to him. Bob sat in the reclining chair a few feet behind us. We laughed and giggled, memorized by the movie.
“Amelia, come sit with me.” I heard Bob’s voice behind me. I still felt ashamed because of what had happened earlier and I didn’t want to look him in the eye, much less sit with him.
“I want to watch the movie.”
“You can watch it on my lap, come sit with me.”
I pretended not to hear him. A few seconds later I felt a hand grab the back of my shorts. Bob dragged me across the floor and sat me on his lap. He slipped his hand into the back of my shorts and held my bare ass for a few minutes. The rest of the kids were still hypnotized by the television. A moment later, I felt Bob’s hand creep to the front of my shorts. He massaged the tip of my clitoris with one finger moving in a circular motion. I felt a warm wetness between my legs and I couldn’t help but enjoy it. He pulled his hand out from my underwear too soon, sliding me off his lap. He stood up, “Well kids, I’m about to hit the hay. Stacy and Charlie, you can sleep with Davy in his room tonight. There isn’t room for Amelia, she’ll have to sleep with me.”
“Can we finish watching the movie?” Davy whined.
“Finish the movie and then go to bed. Amelia is tired, she’s coming up stairs with me.”
Bob took me by the hand and led me up the stairs. When we reached his bedroom he locked the door. He pulled out the same tube sock from his back pocket and wrapped it around my eyes once more. I could feel him tie it in the back and I thought I knew what was coming. I heard his bed squeak as he sat on the edge.
“I have to say, I’m a little disappointed in you Amelia”
“But I didn’t do anything” I pleaded.
“Yes you did. I think you know what you did.” I felt him unbuttoning my top.
“Are you mad that I didn’t want to sit with you?”
Bob said nothing, he just pulled down my shorts. He picked me up and laid me across his lap, face down. His hand brushed my bottom and then I felt something odd. A foreign object, it felt like wood… Maybe a ruler? He rubbed it up and down my ass cheeks and then began smacking it across my ass. I felt like I should cry or scream, but it wasn’t really that painful. More than anything, I was confused. I laid there as he struck me again and again, finally he stopped. He laid me down on the bed and spread my legs. I was expecting to feel his penis against me again, but instead it was something different–Something wet with a nice texture to it. It was his tongue. I felt him lick my clitoris with the tip of his tongue, up and down. It felt nice. He inserted one finger into my pussy while still licking my clit, I tried not to make any noise but I couldn’t help it. I let out a soft moan and laid there while his mouth worshiped my pussy and his finger pounded me, my body was quivering and I felt my tiny nipples get hard. Just then, I could feel another finger massaging the outside of my asshole just before insertion. Now with both holes being penetrated and my pussy getting tongue action, I began to lose control. I felt a rush inside of me, like a wave of pleasure soaring through my body. His fingers moving in and out, his tongue moving up and down. And finally there was a release. I had my first orgasm.
“You seem to have enjoyed that.” he whispered.
“No” I said, still feeling ashamed.
“No? Could have fooled me.”
“Well…. I… I liked it but–“
“Am I going to get in trouble?”
Bob laughed, “Not from me. You’ll only get in trouble if you tell your parents. Otherwise, it’s our secret.”
“Well… are you ever going to use your penis?”
He laughed again, “I thought about it, but I didn’t want to hurt you. Would you like to try it?”
Keeping the sock tied around my eyes, he unzipped his pants. “Would you like to be on top of me? Then it might not hurt as much.”
I felt him lay on the bed next to me, he reached over to pick me up and he sat me on top of his dick. He inserted it gently, holding my hips so that it wouldn’t go too deep. I felt his cock fill my tiny virgin hole.
“Go ahead honey, do whatever you want” his voice sounded sincere.
I began moving my hips up and down slowly, his cock moving in and out of me. It started to hurt but I couldn’t stop. I went a little faster, it felt like his big juicy dick was tearing me apart inside. I wanted to scream out in pain but I just kept going. It felt good. My pussy bounced up and down on his cock over and over until finally it stopped hurting. I began moaning again and I felt his hand cover my mouth, “Shhhhh….”. I felt his thumb begin to massage my clit as I rode him like a pony.
“Are you my dirty little virgin?” he whispered softly.
“Yes! Yes I’m your little virgin whore.”
“Ride that dick you little whore. Don’t pretend you don’t like it. You love that cock don’t you baby?”
“Yes! I love it, I love your cock in my pussy.”
“Yeah… that’s it. Fuck my cock baby. Wrap that tight little pussy all around my big cock and fuck it like the little virgin whore you are.”
“Oh yeah… yeah… I’m your virgin whore baby, I’m your virgin whore!”
The wave of pleasure came over me again. I could feel every nerve ending in my body begin to tingle. I arched my back and curled my toes, I couldn’t hold it any longer. My pussy juices began flowing all over his big beautiful cock. The release came once again.
He flipped me over, laying me on my back. “I’m not done with you yet.”
Still blind folded by his tube sock, the sensations were so intense. He began to kiss my mouth and then slowly moved down to my small, under developed breasts. His tongue traced my hard nipples and he began to nibble on them. I felt him enter me again and I softly moaned. He covered my mouth with his hand tightly and began to pound my pussy. I could feel my pussy getting wetter with each thrust. His thick cock filled every inch of my tight pussy as he pounded my cervix.
“That’s a good little girl. You like that don’t you?”
His hand still over my mouth, I could only let out a barely audible moan.
His dick moved in and out, faster and faster. Finally he removed his hand from my mouth, “Fuck me baby” I whispered. He went deeper and deeper, harder and harder. It felt so good. My pussy came all over his cock again. Just then, I could fill his warm pleasure juices fill my hole. He let out a quiet moan.
When we pulled into the driveway, my mom was waiting for us at the door. “Thanks again, Bob.”
“No problem! It was my pleasure.”
“Well Amelia, was it as bad as you thought?” My mom said sarcastically.
“Nope, not at all.”