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   Story: Melanie g11-16 (1/5)   
   25 Jul 06 12:06:10   
   
   From: bobandcarole@aol.com   
      
   > Story: Melanie  g11-16   
   >   
   > by bobandcarole   
   >   
   > Chapter 1.  A New Babysitting Job   
   > Fgb   
   >   
   >    Melanie Bell was the most well-known girl in the   
   > neighborhood and very popular. She'd had many guy friends,   
   > but in her sixteen years hadnever gone out with any guys,   
   > nor was she really that interested in dating. She   
   > preferred to just hang out with her girl friends rather   
   > than the boys.   
   >    This meant that for most Friday nights, she was home   
   > alone and some ofthe neighborhood parents started taking   
   > advantage of this responsible teenager to sit for their   
   > kids.  She always loved to do this and was especially   
   > pleased when a new couple who had just moved in next door   
   > had asked her to sit for their two children one night.   
   > Melanie had loved their two children and enjoyed how they   
   > would treat her almost like a big sister.  Frieda was 11   
   > and her brother Pete was 9.   
   >  "OK, now both of them are to take a bath if they want   
   > to watch their favorite show that comes on at 8:00."   
   > Their mother instructed Melanie with her children listening   
   > as well.  "I would prefer that they be in bed by 9:30, but   
   > if they refuse, don't push it.  Just let me know and their   
   > father and I will have a long talk with them."  The   
   > children's faces both lowered when they heard their mother's   
   > threat.  They had obviously had previous "long talks".   
   >  "All right Mrs. Carr." Melanie agreed.   
   >  "And, let's see, it's 6:00 now.  We should be back about   
   > 11:00." the mother explained to Melanie.  "We will call   
   > if we'll be any later."   
   >  "Honey, time to go." Mr. Carr called to his wife as both   
   > parents kissed their children goodbye.  "And remember to   
   > be good." Mr. Carr added to his children before leaving.   
   >  "You wanna come upstairs and play with us?" Pete asked   
   > Melanie, excited that she was sitting for them.   
   >  "Sure.  What do you want to play?" Melanie asked   
   > following both children upstairs to Frieda's room.   
   >  "How about Parcheesi?" Frieda suggested as she reached   
   > into her closet and took out the game.  They set it up   
   > and the three started playing.  A little ways into the   
   > game, Frieda and Pete started getting very curious about   
   > Melanie.   
   >  "So, do you have a boyfriend?" Frieda asked Melanie.   
   >  "No.  Not yet.  Why?"   
   >  "Just curious.  So I guess that you've never seen a boy   
   > naked then." she commented.  Melanie looked at her in   
   > surprise, not believing what she just heard from this   
   > little girl.   
   >  "Um, no." she stammered out.  It was Frieda's move and   
   > she rolled the dice and moved her pieces.   
   >  "You know, Pete and I see each other naked all the time."   
   > Frieda admitted nonchalantly to her babysitter.   
   >  "Yeah." Pete followed up on his sister's statement.   
   > "We love taking baths together.  And even when we are   
   > playing, sometimes we are naked."   
   >    Melanie was learning so much more about these two   
   > interesting children. "You don't mind seeing each other?"   
   >  "No." Frieda shrugged her shoulders.  "In fact, we have   
   > a lot more fun when we are naked."   
   >  "Wow!" Melanie said in surprise.  She had never even   
   > seen her older brothers naked much less let them see her   
   > naked.  "Do you want to be naked now?" Although   
   > uncomfortable, she didn't want to be an imposition to them.   
   >  "Yeah, can we?" Pete asked excitedly and when Melanie   
   > nodded in assent, both children quickly disrobed, showing   
   > their naked bodies to each other and her.  She could no   
   > onger keep her mind on the game anymore seeing these two   
   > naked children on either side of her.  She could see that   
   > Frieda still had yet to hit puberty and hadn't started   
   > growing breasts or any hair on her cute pussy.  Her brother   
   > was the same way in that he was still pre-pubescent with   
   > no hair and a cute, uncut penis. Was she turned on by these   
   > two preteens?  Her mind was racing and she told them she   
   > had to get up and go have a drink from downstairs.   
   >  "I'm sixteen!  I can have any boy I want!" she said to   
   > herself pouring the Coke into a glass and took a big gulp   
   > from it.  Pouring herself some more cola, she got the urge   
   > to go back upstairs.  She was no longer interested in   
   > playing the game and since they were both naked anyway,   
   > "Why don't you two take your bath now."   
   >  "All right."  They both said excitedly and bounded into   
   > the bathroom.  "But can you help up get the water just   
   > right."  Frieda added.  "We like it hot, but not too hot."   
   >  "Yeah." Pete continued, "and plus, Mom and Dad won't   
   > let us fill up the tub alone.  The last time we did, we   
   > had so much water in there that it overflowed. Boy did   
   > they get angry."   
   >  "OK." Melanie agreed.  But the two children got on either   
   > side of her and it seemed to her like they were trying   
   > to touch her with all their bodies. She couldn't help but   
   > rub her arm or hand across their bodies whenever she moved.   
   > When it was ready, they got into the bath water allowing   
   > Melanie to rest downstairs for a while and collect her   
   > thoughts.   
   >    She turned on the TV and started flipping through   
   > the channels.  Nothing interested her but she noticed a   
   > collection of tapes next on a shelf.  They were unlabeled   
   > and she curiously popped one of them in the VCR and   
   > pushed "Play".   
   >    They were home movies of the family.  She immediately   
   > noticed that the whole family went around naked a lot.   
   > "No wonder that they were so eager to get out of their   
   > clothes." Melanie said to herself.  The more she watched   
   > the hotter she got seeing all of this naked flesh on the   
   > screen.  She found herself especially excited whenever   
   > Mr. Carr appeared on screen.  He was a lot better   
   > looking then her father and obviously worked out.  She   
   > was constantly pushing the "Pause" button to get a better   
   > look at his manly cock.  But this innocent family life   
   > she was watching changed as the screen showed static   
   > before focusing on the parent's bedroom.  Mrs. Carr   
   > was naked on the bed, her legs wide open.  "Come on honey!   
   > I need someone to make me feel better."   
   > she said in a sexy voice right into the camera.  Melanie's   
   > eyes widened as she watched Mr. Carr enter the screen   
   > naked, giving his line, "I think I know how to cure what   
   > ails you" as he climbs on the bed, tickling his wife's   
   > bushy cunt with his large hands and bringing his head up   
   > to her large breasts, suckling on them. Melanie didn't   
   > know how to respond to this scene on the television and   
   > found her own pussy tingling with energy that she had never   
   > felt before.  Before long, she was watching as Mr. Carr   
   > inserted his erect penis into his wife's sexhole and   
   > started rubbing at her own crotch trying to relieve some   
   > pressure. The moans coming from Mrs. Carr were making her   
   > hotter and she removed her shorts and panties to have   
      
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