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In a New York City apartment, a teenage girl named Tallulah sat cross-legged on her bed, trying to contain her rage. Her fiery red hair was tied up in a messy bun, with a few rebellious strands escaping to frame her face. The room was a canvas of pastel pinks and blues, a stark contrast to the thunderous expression in her green eyes. She wore a faded band t-shirt that had seen better days, and her favorite pair of jean shorts. The walls were plastered with posters of rockstars she would NOT be seeing that summer.
Her parents had just informed her that she'd be babysitting her sister's two young daughters for the entire summer while she and her dumb husband travelled abroad. The injustice of it all was suffocating. Her big sister's giggle echoed from the living room, probably enjoying the last moments of her freedom before her vacation. Tallulah's thoughts swirled like a tornado, her mind reeling with all the concerts, trips to Coney Island, and parties she'd have to miss because she was stuck with a baby and a two-year-old. She threw her sneakers at her bedroom door, feeling the wood rattle in its frame.
She huffed and stomped down the stairs, the sound satisfying her anger slightly. Her sister Aurora looked up from her laptop, a knowing smile playing on her lips.
"You okay, Lulu?" she asked, not bothering to hide her amusement. Tallulah scowled, crossing her arms..
"Just peachy," she replied through gritted teeth. The baby, Blossom, let out a soft coo, oblivious to the storm brewing in the house. The two-year-old, Ryleigh, looked at her with wide, curious eyes, her red pigtails bobbing as she chewed on a saltine cracker.
"Well, I'm ready to go if you are. We can stop for burgers on the way if you want. White Castle."
As if a burger was a substitute for a summer with her friends. Tallulah wordlessly grabbed the suitcase that her mother had packed, and stomped behind Aurora to her black Jeep. A car. Who had a car in New York City? Her dumb sister, that's who. She sat up front and stared out the window, deliberately ignoring Aurora. New York City blurred past, full of parties she would have danced at, boys (and maybe girls) she would have kissed, and adventures she would have had. She wouldn't soon forgive her sister.
The car stopped in front of a brownstone in Brooklyn. The smell of lilies in the window boxes tickled her nose as she stepped out into the sunlight dappled through the trees. Ryleigh was already out, her pigtails bobbing as she toddled over to Aurora. The baby remained in her car seat, sleeping peacefully. Tallulah felt a twinge of guilt for being so angry. It wasn't the kids's fault their mom was an asshole, and she vowed not to take it out on them no matter what happened.
Aurora took Ryleigh's hand, leading her into the house. The little girl looked back and waved, a ghost of a smile on her face. Tallulah couldn't help but wave back. Ryleigh beamed, the sun reflecting off her tiny teeth. Inside, her sister handed her a thick binder titled 'Ryleigh and Blossom: Summer Survival Guide'. She rolled her eyes but took it. Inside were detailed schedules, emergency numbers, and a list of rules so long she thought she'd need a magnifying glass.
"Read it," Aurora said firmly. "And if anything happens, you know where to find me. Unless I'm in the air, my phone is always on. Mom is just uptown, and she'll check in on you after work every day."
Tallulah nodded, her eyes scanning the first page.The baby was still sleeping, so Aurora gave her a quick peck on the forehead before disappearing out the door, whispering to be good before she left them alone in the big house.
"So, you're my boss this summer, huh?" Tallulah said to Ryleigh as she followed her into the living room. Ryleigh nodded. She climbed onto the couch, patting the spot next to her. Tallulah sat down, the cushions sinking under her weight. Blossom slept on in her carrier, taking no notice of them.
"You know, I'm not so bad once you get to know me." Ryleigh just stared at her, sucking her thumb. Tallulah sighed, opening the binder. The first rule was 'No TV before 5 PM'. That was ridiculous and she immediately ignored it, flipping on a cartoon for Ryleigh at a low volume. The second rule was 'No sugar except on birthdays'. Tallulah raised an eyebrow. Her sister was an even bigger nutcase than she realized, and she was going to have to make some changes if her poor nieces even stood a chance at having a fun summer.
"Hey Ryleigh," she called out, her voice a little softer. The toddler looked over at her, her eyes wide with curiosity. Tallulah reached into her backpack and pulled out a small piece of chocolate. It was a bit squished, but it was chocolate nonetheless. She held it out to the little girl, who took it with a grin that showed her tiny baby teeth.
"Mama says I'm not 'apposed to." Ryleigh said uncertainly.
"You know what?" she whispered conspiratorially, "We're going to have a little secret." Ryleigh nodded solemnly, the chocolate disappearing into her mouth. The toddler brightened, her eyes sparkling with joy.
"I like secrets."
"That's right, sugar bear. Secrets are the best." They grinned conspiratorially at each other, finding common ground in being naughty.
"WaaAHHGH!" Baby Blossom's piercing cry was sudden, startling them both.
"Nooo Blossom!" Ryleigh cried. Tallulah sighed deeply and lifted the squalling infant from the carrier, red-faced in her miniature pink onesie.
The diaper bag lay sprawled on the floor, a treasure trove of baby supplies. Tallulah squinted at it, the wheels turning in her head. The bag was a miniature world, filled with every baby supply in the known universe. She rummaged through it, searching for a diaper and wipes.
Her hands found the diaper first, a bulky white square with a smiling Minnie Mouse printed on the front. She turned it over, examining it. The sticky flaps reminded her of the maxi pads she used when she ran out of tampons. She grabbed a pack of wipes next, tearing one off and giving it a sniff. It smelled faintly of lavender. The warm organic smell of fresh pee emanated from Blossom's diaper, not necessarily unpleasant to Tallulah. She set the baby on the changing mat and began the process of removing the baby's clothes. She finally unwrapped her, the baby's chubby little body glistening with a light sheen of sweat on the warm summer day. She stopped crying as soon as the diaper was opened, looking up at her curiously with her large blue eyes. Tallulah stared at the pudgy, puffy triangle of flesh under her soft belly, mesmerized.
It was a flash of memory. A slumber party at her friend Anna's house, aged nine or so. They'd snuck a dirty book from her older brother's room and were giggling at the pen and ink llustrations of different sex acts. The lesbian sex amused them the most, but they were too chicken to actually lick each other. Anna had an expensive baby doll that had a real kitty between her little legs. The two girls had taken turns pretending to eat out the baby doll, before collapsing into a fit of giggles. Tallulah had felt incredibly horny the entire time, and had wished she could take the baby doll home to practice. She'd fantasized about that doll for weeks as she learned to masturbate.
Blossom's pussy was exactly like that doll's, tiny and plump and puffy. Not like her own pussy, or that of the girlfriend she'd had last semester. Tallulah's clit throbbed in the familiar rhythm of arousal as she wiped at the baby with a wipe, every touch of that creamy soft skin under her fingertips making her wetter by the second.
"Whachu doing, Lulah?" Ryleigh's little voice broke her from her trance. The baby was looking up at her curiously, a faint smile on her heart-shaped mouth as she wiggled her hips instinctively to meet the pleasure her fingers were giving her. What WAS she doing? Tallulah drew her hand back and looked down at Blossom, who watched her questioningly. The baby reached down and pawed at her own pussy clumsily, obviously trying to get the feeling back. Tallulah bit her lip. Why did this make her so horny?
"Uh. I just...i was cleaning her up."
"Nuh-uh, you were touching her secret button!"
Tallulah felt dizzy. "What?"
"You know, the button in her kitty that makes her feel tingly," Ryleigh said matter-of-factly, pointing to her own crotch. "Mama says it's her secret button. We're not 'apposed to touch it because it's for when we're grown ups, but i do it anyway when i go to bed. Do you touch yours too, Lulah?" The toddler innocently pawed at her own crotch through her pink shorts.Tallulah felt her cheeks burn.
"Well, it's a very important button, so we have to be careful with it," she stuttered, trying to regain her composure. "Let's talk about something else, okay?"
"It's okay, I won't tell mama. It's a secret, like the chocolate. Mama does it too, but she doesn't know i know. She uses a buzzy pink thingy on it when I'm 'apposed to take a nap. Do you have a buzzy thingy too? You're a grown up."
Tallulah's heart was racing. She knew she should feel guilty, that what she was thinking was wrong, but she couldn't shake the image of her niece's face contorted in pleasure, the buzzy toy hidden in her hand. The idea of touching herself right there in front of the girls was so tantalizing that she felt lightheaded. But it was wrong. And yet, she couldn't stop staring at the baby's delicate pink cunt, so immature and pure. She knew it would taste delicious.
Ryleigh looked at her expectantly, her thumb still in her mouth, her eyes questioning. Tallulah took a deep breath, trying to calm her racing thoughts. She knew she had to keep it together, she had to be the responsible one here. But the way Ryleigh talked about her mother's "buzzy thingy" made her panties dampen. It was like a forbidden fruit that had just been dangled in front of her face, and she was scared of what it meant. Was she a perv, like one of those dirty old men who catcalled her when she was walking home from school? She didn't know. She just knew that the baby in front of her, and the sweet precocious toddler who was sliding her hand into her tiny shorts, were the sexiest things she'd ever seen.
"Ryleigh...oh." she didn't know what to say. She watched her niece's eyes glaze over as her fingers worked her own secret button inside her shorts, the peaks of two tiny nipples hard and visible under her thin cotton t-shirt.
"It's okay," Ryleigh murmured, "it feels really good. I can teach you if you don't know."
Tallulah knew she was fucked up. She knew she was breaking the law. She knew she should stop her, dress the baby, and take the girls for a walk to clear her head. She knew. She thought about how she knew after. She thought about how instead, Tallulah lifted her t-shirt over her head and bared her tiny breasts to her niece, exhaling hard in the stillness of the room. Ryleigh watched her with a small smile, watched her take her jeans and underwear off, standing naked before her. She watched the tiny girl stare at her new red pubic hairs, not yet completely filled out like her girlfriend's had been. Tallulah bent down and pulled Ryleigh's clothes off, drinking in her gorgeous little body.
"Let's have a secret, sugar bear." She murmured. She leaned in and gave her niece a grown-up kiss, feeling her follow along clumsily but enthusiastically, experimentally allowing her smaller tongue to mimic Tallulah's movements. They made out with increasing hunger as Ryleigh began to understand the natural pleasure of kissing like this. The baby's soft fussing pulled them out of the moment, and Tallulah looked back at Blossom, remembering what she really wanted to do.
"Wanna see something neat you can do?" She purred seductively. The breathless toddler nodded, her fingers on her own puffy pussy. Tallulah crawled back to the couch and knelt between the baby's chubby thighs, finally tasting the sweetest pussy in the entire world.
"Bah!" Blossom exclaimed in surprise. Tallulah moaned against those impossibly puffy lips and dipped her tongue in again, lapping at her nearly invisible hole for a moment before coming back up to tease her tiny baby clit. Ryleigh watched in fascination as her baby sister got her first oral sex.
"Mmm. It's like licking an ice cream cone," Tallulah whispered, "And it feels so good. But don't tell anyone, okay?" Ryleigh nodded solemnly, her thumb still working her own secret button. Tallulah felt the toddler's eyes on her, watching every move she made.
The baby's legs began to kick with pleasure as she explored her with her tongue, the cutest little moans and whimpers coming from her rosy lips. The sweet taste was intoxicating. Tallulah had never felt so alive, so powerful. She had control over this tiny human's happiness, and she loved it. She didn't care if she WAS a dirty perv, this was the best feeling in the whole world and she wanted to lick every baby pussy on earth.
"Can i try?" Ryleigh asked. Tallulah reluctantly pulled away and let the toddler take her place between the baby's legs, rubbing her soaking pussy as she watched.
"Lick her button, right there. Oh yeah. That's so fucking hot."
Tallulah's voice was thick with lust as she guided Ryleigh's tiny tongue to the sensitive nub of Blossom's clit. The baby gurgled, her eyes fluttering. Ryleigh's eyes closed, her own hand never leaving her pussy.
"That's it, sugar bear. Just like that," Tallulah encouraged, her own breathing quickening. She watched as the baby's legs continued to kick and twitch, her plump little body writhing in pleasure, her whimpers coming more frequently. It was like watching a kitten discovering a new toy, all instinct and delight.
Ryleigh's tongue darted out, enthusiastically licking the baby's clit. She giggled whenever Blossom squirmed and cooed, a look of pure fascination crossing her face. Tallulah leaned in, whispering guidance into the little girl's ear. "Good, good. Now keep going, keep licking it like it's a lollipop you really like. She tastes sweet, doesn't she?"
Tallulah watched with a mix of excitement and adrenaline as Ryleigh began to understand what she was doing. The baby's cries grew more intense with pleasure, her tiny body wriggling under Ryleigh's eager ministrations. It was the most erotic thing Tallulah had ever seen.
Tallulah's breath hitched as she watched the scene unfold before her. The innocence of the girls was a stark contrast to the dark desires that had taken root within her, and yet she felt a thrill that was undeniable. She knew she should stop this, that it was wrong on so many levels, but the sight of Ryleigh eagerly licking Blossom's baby pussy had her own juices flowing like a river. She wasn't going to stop this.
With a low growl of lust, Tallulah leaned over and began to kiss Ryleigh, her tongue delving into the toddler's mouth, tasting the sweetness of the baby's juices mixed with her own saliva. It was a kiss filled with passion and need, one that Ryleigh mimicked with surprising fervor. The little girl's eyes remained closed, lost in the sensation of her aunt's mouth on hers as she continued to rub Blossom's clit.
Tallulah's hands roamed over Ryleigh's body, feeling the softness of her skin and the gentle curve of her ass. Her own clit was throbbing, begging for attention, and she realized she wanted more.
With a seductive smile, she pulled away. She leaned in close, her eyes locking with the toddler's, and whispered, "You keep doing that, sugar bear. Make her feel good." Ryleigh nodded, her eyes glazed with excitement as she returned to her task.
Tallulah couldn't resist the urge any longer. She leaned over and planted a soft kiss on Blossom's forehead. The baby looked up at her with a dazed smile, drunk with pleasure. She kissed her way down to the baby's pouty lips, parting them gently with her own. To her surprise, Blossom's tongue darted out, meeting hers. The sensation was natural and thrilling, like no kiss she'd ever felt before.
Guiding the baby's head with a gentle hand, she hovered her hips over her tiny head and positioned Blossom's face closer to her own wetness. With a soft sigh, she lowered herself, feeling the baby's warm breath on her sensitive skin. The baby's eyes fluttered closed and she opened her mouth, latching onto Tallulah's clit with a fervor that made her toes curl. Tallulah gasped, her eyes rolling back in her head as Blossom began to suckle, her tongue moving in circles around the engorged nub. Blossom reached out and pawed at her opening with her tiny hand, and Tallulah couldn't help grinding slightly, trying to get her hand to go inside her hole. Finally she reached down and moved the baby's hand into her aching cunt, the wiggling of her tiny fingers sending jolts of electricity down her spine.
"Oh, fuck! Fuck my pussy, baby girl!"
The words spilled from Tallulah's mouth before she could stop them. She didn't care. She was too lost in the sensation of her baby niece's mouth on her clit, sucking and licking with surprising skill. It was like nothing she'd ever experienced before. The baby's cheeks hollowed with each suck, her movements growing more urgent with each one of Ryleigh's licks to her micro clit. Tallulah's body was a live wire, every nerve ending firing as she watched Blossom's little arm wiggle inside of her.
"Oh fuck. Ryleigh, i need to taste your little pussy. C'mere."
She guided Ryleigh to lie across her sister's body so Tallulah could hold up her little hips to her face while she continued eating the baby out. From underneath the careful grinding of her aunt's teen pussy, Blossom's suckling grew more frantic as she got closer to orgasm.
Tallulah took in the sight of Ryleigh's pussy. It was so much like Blossom's, but slightly larger, a miniature cunt that was so immature, so forbidden. She stroked the delicate folds with one hand, marveling at the softness and the way it quivered under her touch. The petals of her pink inner labia were slick with a natural wetness that looked and smelled delicious.
Without warning, she dived in, her tongue gliding over Ryleigh's clit. The little girl gasped and arched her back, her eyes wide with surprise. Tallulah felt the baby's fingers tighten inside her as she worked her tongue in circles, lapping up the sweet nectar that was pooling around the toddler's tiny button. It was every bit as sweet as her baby sister, and she found herself craving more. She pointed her tongue, trying to lick into the toddler's core, the tip of her tongue fucking into her immature canal. Ryleigh's muffled whimpering from between her baby sister's chubby legs was the most beautiful thing she'd ever heard.
The three of them lay there, a tangle of limbs and baby flesh, each lost in their own world of pleasure. Tallulah felt the baby's sucking grow stronger, the pressure building as she neared climax. She knew she wouldn't be able to hold back much longer, and she didn't want to. She wanted to come with her baby hand inside her, to feel the baby's mouth contract around her clit as she reached her peak.
Her tongue danced over Ryleigh's clit, the little girl's legs spread wide and trembling. Tallulah could feel the muscles in her thighs tightening as she approached her own orgasm, the delicious taste of her niece's innocence flowing freely onto her tongue. Ryleigh's eyes were tightly shut, her mouth fixed in suction around Blossom's clit as she felt the warmth spread through her body, the first stirrings of what she would soon recognize as orgasm.
Blossom's sucking grew more insistent, her tiny hand wiggling deep within Tallulah's wetness, the sensation pushing her closer to the edge. The baby sucked hungrily, seemingly enjoying the taste of the salty liquid she'd coaxed from her cunt.
Tallulah's tongue slid over Ryleigh's clit, the toddler's pussy quivering and swollen with excitement. She could feel the orgasm building in the little girl, the way her body tensed and her breath grew shallow. It was like watching a tiny, perfect storm brewing between her legs. Ryleigh's whimpers grew louder, echoing the baby's own cries of pleasure.
And then it happened. Ryleigh's body convulsed, her eyes squeezing shut as a jet of fluid shot out of her pussy and into Tallulah's open mouth. The taste was unexpectedly salty, a powerful blend of youthful arousal that Tallulah eagerly swallowed. Tallulah has seen squirting in porn, but she'd never have expected a two year old to be the first girl to do it with her. She had never experienced anything quite so intense and primal, and she found herself craving more, her own climax approaching with the same fervor.
With a final, desperate suck, Blossom's body went rigid in pleasure, a high pitched squeal escaping her lips as she came for the first time. The feeling was so intense that she clamped down on Tallulah's clit with her toothless gums, the slight pain just enough to send the teen over the edge. The pleasure crashed over her like a tsunami, making her voice ragged as she made unintelligible sounds. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head, and she could feel the baby's tiny hand inside her, the sensation of her little fingers moving in time with her contractions.
Tallulah's orgasm was explosive, her body bucking against the baby's face. It was like every nerve in her body was singing in harmony, a symphony of perverted ecstasy that left her feeling utterly spent. She collapsed back onto the couch, panting. Ryleigh, lying crumpled beside her sister, stared in dazed amazement as her aunt's face contorted with pleasure. The toddler's red pigtails were mussed and wild, her green eyes shining and glassy, her chin coated in her baby sister's arousal. She looked like no toddler should ever look, completely fucked silly.
As Tallulah's climax subsided, she realized she should clean them up and dress them. But she couldn't move. Her body felt like jello, all wobbly and loose. She stared down at the two naked babies, their mouths slack with pleasure. They looked so beautiful, their chests rising and falling in unison, the baby's tiny hand slick with her juice. Tallulah leaned over and guided the baby's hand to her mouth, and Blossom sucked contentedly at Tallulah's girl cum, her eyes heavy.
"Do you know any other secret things we can do, Lulah?" Ryleigh murmured sleepily. Tallulah brushed her bangs out of her face and nodded.
It was going to be the BEST summer.