Some of My Adventures in Babysitting (True Story)

Some of My Adventures in Babysitting.
by Deine Freundin



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Episode I
(Kind of tame...)


Back when I was a younger, my mother told me a friend of hers wanted me to watch her two young children for the day.
Back then, I never had any money for myself and here was an opportunity to earn some.
I jumped at the chance.

My mom had informed her friend, that I had plenty of sitting experience, since I would keep an eye on my brothers from time to time.
As I arrived at the mother's  house, I met the two young children for the first time.  The girl was one year older then the boy.

Since it was raining outside, we stayed inside and played some board games and cards.

Later that day, the sun came out.  The kids wanted to play outside.  So I let them.  I decided to work on some of my school work, that was to be turned in the following week.

Some time later, the siblings came inside...covered from head to toe in mud.
I made them both go into the tub and wash up.  After removing their filthy garments, they went into the tub.  I proceeded to wash their clothes in the laundry room.
A few minutes had passed, when all of a sudden I heard a high pitched shriek.  I ran upstairs to see the girl sitting in the tub and her brother standing over her.....urinating all over her.

Laughing...He said, "Look, I'm giving my sister a shower!"  Ha. Ha. Ha.

I yanked him out of the tub.  I sat on the toilet, pulled him across my lap and proceeded to spank him pretty hard, till he begged me to stop.
I asked his sister, if she would like to punish her brother for what he did to her?
She readily accepted and gave her brother a couple of good hard swats on his behind.
His backside was a bright crimson and he was crying up a storm.

I knew from bathing with my brothers and sister, that boys hated to be looked at and even worse, be touched by a girl.  So I asked his sister if she wanted to finish washing him?  She giggled and reached for the washcloth.

After they were both clean, I wouldn't allow the lad to get dressed....as a form of punishment for what he did.

He yelled, that he was going to tell his mother and when she finds out what I and his sister had done, that I was going to get fired and I would get no money at all!

That evening, when their mother came home, She was surprised to be greeted by her naked son.  She wanted to know what was going on?  Her son told her how I had spanked him...and let his sister spank him too!

I explained to her why he was spanked and as punishment, made him stay in the nude.
She looked disapprovingly at her son, grabbed her son, placed him over her lap and continued his earlier punishment.
After sending him to his room, she thanked me and gave me a generous tip.  Saying she will definitely be calling on me again.





Episode  II
(Not so tame...be warned)


A couple of years later, a woman in our village had heard about how responsible I was, and wouldn't allow kids to take advantage of me, hired me to keep an eye on her overly rambunctious son.
I have seen him around at school.  He was only slightly younger then I was at the time.  So I questioned her judgement.  She informed me, her son, when left alone in the house, would always get into some kind of mischief or another.  She also wanted me to tutor him during the week.


So every day after school, I would...not really "babysit"...more like being a companion to Thomas.
For several weeks, things seemed pretty normal in that house.  He treated me with respect and I had never had an issue with him.
One Thursday afternoon, his parents asked if it was at all possible, that I could stay overnight as the mother's father had been rushed to the hospital.  I told them they would have to ask my parents....(We had no telephone on our farm)
They agreed to stop by and inform them of their intentions.
I knew my parents would not have a problem with an 'overnight' stay.
Plus since we both went to the same school, we could just walk there Friday morning.

I didn't have a change of clothes with me though.
That evening I asked Thomas if I could wear something of his or his parents to sleep in for the night.
He gave me a long Tank Top T-shirt of his fathers.  The kind that is open on the sides and only has straps on top.  It went well past my butt.
So after my charge went to bed, I took a nice long hot bath.

I didn't want to sleep in my underwear.  I tended to suffer from nocturnal discharges from time to time.  Since I didn't have any clean undies for the next day, after my bath, I just folded up a few sheets of toilet-paper and placed it between my pussy lips.
After I put on the lengthy T-shirt, I laid on the couch, covered myself with a bed-sheet and watched some television.

Some time during the night, I awoke to the sound of the Tele still on.  I was no longer covered with the sheet, must have kicked it off during the night.  I also noticed that my T-shirt was bunched up above my crotch and both of my breasts were exposed through the openings of the arm holes.

I started to sit up, wiping the sleep out of my eyes.
Placing my feet on the ground to get up and turn off the T.V......

Just as my feet were about to touch the carpet....they came in contact with something....Someone!

"What the hell?!?!", I thought.

Thomas was on the floor next to the couch.  He was masturbating with his right hand.  His pajama bottoms were down around his knees.  He wasn't wearing a t-shirt.  In his left hand....He had.....OMFG!!!!....He had my folded up piece of tissue, from between my legs....Under his nose!

I stepped over him and stood in total disbelief at what I was looking at.
I began swearing at him.  By the light of the television, I saw he was still stroking himself.  Just as I was about to really lay into him, he erupted.  Spewing semen all over his stomach, his chest, the floor, my legs and my feet!

I have never seen so much spunk in my life.  I mean, I have had some sexual relations with boys by then.  A handjob here and there.

I felt so violated!

Pulling him off the floor, I rolled him over my lap.  His still erect penis was caught between my knees, which I clamped together firmly.
I proceeded to give him a vicious spanking.  Hitting him so hard, that my hand was as hot as his ass.  The whole time calling him a Schwein and every other thing I could think off.

When I let him off my lap, his penis was still erect.  He was jumping up and down in front of me, rubbing his blistered arsch.
His dick was bouncing with every jump.  It beckoned like a target, so I obliged.  I gave it a few hard slaps.  Which brought more tears to his eyes.
Thomas tried to back away from me, but I took a firm hold of his rigid cock and ordered him to stand still, or his balls would get the same punishment!

I threatened to tell his parents, but he begged me not to say a word.
As he stood in front of me, his penis looked like it was getting harder and harder.  That's when I noticed, I was giving him quite a show.  My breasts were still poking through the sleeve holes and the bottom of the shirt was still bunched up above my hips.  Giving him an unobstructed view of my shaven pussy and protruding vaginal lips.

I straightened myself up, pulled down the shirt, covering my womanly charms, ordered him to clean up the mess he made, while I took another bath.
He was about to pull his PJ bottoms up, when I told him, No!

I asked him, "What possessed him to do such a nasty, dirty thing?"

He began to stutter.  Telling me, he, was spying on me through the keyhole, while I was in the tub and how pretty I looked.  How he just wanted to get a closer look.  He could hear I was asleep on the couch, by my breathing.  I was uncovered and my legs where partially parted.  He saw the tissue paper on the cushion of the couch between my legs and grabbed it.  It was moist and he took a quick sniff.  It smelled sweet to him and it got him all excited.  He couldn't help himself.

I told him, what he did was wrong.  That it was a form of rape and that he could get into serious trouble.
I was still very upset with him and thought I could enact my own form of punishment.
I informed, in return for my silence, he was to undress for me, whenever I was over at his house and no one else was around.

He agreed...and in fact...I think he enjoyed it :-)