Message-ID: <46510asstr$1076040602@assm.asstr-mirror.org> X-Mail-Format-Warning: No previous line for continuation: Wed Aug 14 16:30:23 2002Return-Path: From: "Adam Bookbinder " X-Original-Message-ID: <1076025427020465@lycos-europe.com> X-Virus-Scanned: by amavisd-new at spray.net X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Fri, 06 Feb 2004 00:57:07 +0100 Subject: {ASSM} Forbidden Fruits (Chapter One) F/b, F/g, F/b/g, M/b, M/g, Orgy Lines: 472 Date: Thu, 5 Feb 2004 23:10:02 -0500 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: newsman, hecate Forbidden Fruits by Adam Bookbinder (wordfactory@lycos.co.uk) For a kinky friend. Back Cover Bernadette Taylor was a little different to most other 19-year-old girls. You wouldn't be able to tell if you met her because she was normal enough to look at. To be honest it was really her boyfriend who was different. He was a nice kid but, the thing was, he was probably a bit young for most girls of Bernadette's age. You see Bernadette's boyfriend, Luke, was only 10, and she was his babysitter. But if you think that's weird wait until you meet his younger sister, Emma, his best friend, Marcus, and the neighborhood pedophile with the nickname, Minty. A note to readers This story is dedicated to a special person who was nice enough to write to me after reading one or two of my other stories. I love getting e-mail, especially from women, so please feel free to drop me a line. It's great to know that people are reading my stories and especially exciting to know if they're turning you on. Well, I mean that's why I write them! Just remember that this is all adult fantasy, it's not real and it never happened, so don't try it at home! Chapter One Sometimes Bernadette felt guilty about what she was doing, and at other times she felt scared, terrified almost, about what would happen to her if she was ever found out. At other times though her heart soared with happiness and she felt such intense excitement that her whole body trembled. Today was one of those happy, excited days because Luke had written to her. She'd read and reread his letter over and over again, and now she was holding the notepaper to her chest as she gazed out of her bedroom window. She loved Luke and Luke loved her, and it was that simple really. There was only one slight technical problem: Luke was only 10-years-old and she was nineteen. To make it even worse, she was his babysitter. She was the person his parents paid to look after him, and his younger sister, when they went out. She'd been doing it now for two years. That's when her affair with Luke had first started, when the little boy was just eight and she was 17. It had all happened unintentionally, she thought, but then again, when she looked back on it, if she was honest, she knew she'd desired him from the very first time she'd seen him. He was so cute it would've been hard not to. He was like a little blonde angel, but not in a girly sense, he was very much a lad, but if he had been a girl he'd have been a pretty one. He was slim, without being skinny, and he had a lovely tight little bottom that Bernadette always wanted to squeeze. Not to mention his lips. He had full sensuous lips that were the first thing you noticed after his eyes. His eyes caught you first and you were drawn in, but then you saw his luscious lips and you were captivated by the sensuality of them. It was hard not to imagine kissing them or feeling them caressing your bare skin. At least it had been for Bernadette. Even at eight she'd found him sexy. It was hard to say but she didn't really think she'd thought of him in a sexual way until she'd seen his erection. Actually it was Luke's little sister, Emma, who'd seen it first. The children were in their pajamas and they were watching a cartoon on TV before bedtime. Bernadette and Luke were lying on the settee and Emma, who was five at the time, was sat cross-legged on the floor. Luke had his back to Bernadette and they were cuddling like spoons. She remembered that she wasn't really paying much attention to the TV; she was kissing Luke's neck and occasionally nibbling his ear whilst stroking his bare tummy beneath his pajama top. Emma had turned and was casually watching them, so Bernadette had stopped what she was doing and concentrated on the TV again. But then Bernadette realized that Emma wasn't actually watching them, she was staring at something that seemed to be just in front of Luke on the settee, and she gasped when saw what it was. Luke's penis was erect and sticking straight out of the open fly of his pajama bottoms! He obviously hadn't realized because his pajama bottoms were so baggy that there was probably very little difference to the way it must have felt whether his Willy was hidden away inside or stuck out like it was now. So unless he'd seen it himself, he probably didn't know. Bernadette reached down and gently maneuvered it back inside his pajama bottoms and Emma casually turned her attention back to the TV again. Tom and Jerry was on, the children's favourite, and soon Emma was giggling at the antics of the famous cat and mouse and had completely forgotten her brother's willy. Bernadette's heart was racing. The boy had got an erection, probably the result of her caresses, and she'd seen it, and touched it, and she was still touching it through the thin material of his pajama bottoms! Oh my God! Oh my God, she'd thought. She hadn't felt perverse or even guilty about the fact that the child's erection was turning her on. After all, she was only 17 herself and she knew all about boys, having lost her virginity at 13. She knew how easily they became aroused, so why should a 10-year-old be any different, and why should it be wrong to do something nice to him? It was kinda kinky though she'd thought, giving a kid a hard-on. A moment later she slid her hand under the waistband of his pajama bottoms and gently held his stiff penis in her warm, clenched fist, as if she were protecting it by preventing it from slipping out of his fly again. Luke didn't flinch, not even when she squeezed it gently. At that moment every cell of Bernadette's body had felt as if it had been plugged into the electricity supply, she was so excited. Oh my God, she'd thought, I'm holding an eight-year-old boy's erection! Bernadette could go from not even thinking about sex to being very turned on in an instant. True, she'd started to become aroused when she'd been stroking his tummy and nibbling his ear, but now ... now she was so turned on that if he'd been a boy of her own age she'd have dragged him off to bed or fucked him there and then on the sofa. But Luke wasn't a boy of her own age, he was only an eight-year-old child, and maybe she was a pervert for thinking the things she was thinking. But she didn't care, and she had no intention of stopping. She was caressing his penis now; feeling its length and measuring its turgidity by squeezing it firmly. It was only small, perhaps not much more than about two inches long, but it was so hard, almost like a little bone. Luke just lay there on his side while she explored, his eyes fixed firmly on the TV, as if nothing unusual was happening. Bernadette doubted if he was actually watching it though. He was just lying there, gazing at it glassy-eyed. Then she felt his hairless little balls ... yeah, why not, she'd thought to herself, I'm gonna cop me a feel ... and, oh my God, they were so sweet, and so sexy; two miniature grapes in a tight little sack underneath his penis. Then the most amazing thing happened, Luke raised his upper leg so that she could get to him more easily! Oh my God, how sweet, she'd thought! She definitely couldn't stop now, she just couldn't, it wouldn't be fair, not now she'd turned him on and he obviously wanted more. So, she'd taken his penis in-between her thumb and fingertips, peeled back his foreskin as far as it would go and then slowly she began rubbing it up and down. And it was then, just as the fun was really starting, that her conscience started nagging her. `Stop,' it had said, `Stop now before it goes any further, and with luck he'll forget about it. If you carry on he'll like it and maybe he'll want you to do it again, and then what will you do? If you do it to him once how can you say no if he asks you to do it again? And then where will it stop? You can't have sex with a child, it's not allowed, even if it is exciting.' And she'd listened to her conscience and she'd stopped. She was still holding his penis but her hand had stopped moving and suddenly she felt guilty. Why was she doing this? It wasn't like she couldn't get boyfriends was it? She was pretty for God's sake. She was petite and slim with long straight dark-blonde hair and small almost pubescent-looking breasts. She'd often been likened to the pop star Avril Lavigne, and, just like the singer, Bernadette looked younger than her 19 years and was often mistaken for 15 or 16. She could literally have any guy she fancied, so why was she molesting an eight-year-old kid? She must be weird or sick or something. She was just about to let go of the boy's hard-on when Luke changed the course of events. If he'd kept quiet she would have let go, her conscience would have won and she'd never have done it again. But Luke did speak. He turned and pressed his soft lips to her ear and whispered: `That was nice that was ... what you was just doing.' That was all he'd said, but her heart had filled with joy and all her lust returned in an instant. In the same instant her conscience was defeated and she was sure she could feel two little horns pushing up through the hair on top of her head. And so, as if he was a boy of her own age, she'd led him up to his bedroom and played with him gently on his bed, amidst a pile of cuddly toys, in a very naughty and adult way. Firstly, she'd told him to wait while she put Emma to bed and then, when she returned, she pulled his pajama bottoms down and continued to masturbate him as she had done before on the sofa. He looked down at her with bright eyes, his hands on his narrow hips which were pushed forward just slightly. `Do you really like this?' she'd asked smiling, and the boy had nodded eagerly in reply, inhaling sharply as she gently squeezed and massaged his hairless scrotum with her free hand. `You know you mustn't tell anyone about this don't you?' she'd asked, and, as if to emphasize the importance of what she was saying, she stopped moving her hand on his cock. He nodded eagerly several times and sucked in his tummy as his babysitter smiled and started to masturbate him again. He shifted his weight from one foot to the other and then let his feet slide apart until he was almost doing the splits. Kneeling in front of him Bernadette could see his penis clearly while she played with it, and she enjoyed looking at it. She'd seen erect penises before but never a child's, and although it was smaller it was at least as hard, if not harder, than the grown-up ones she'd seen. In some ways it was nicer. The skin was paler and somehow it looked cleaner and sort of fresher than a man's. She liked its hairlessness and she liked how perversely erotic it looked to see an eight-year-old child with a swollen erection. She had laid him on the bed when, with a shaky voice, he'd told her that she was making his legs go all wobbly, and she'd taken his pajama top off too, so that she'd got him completely naked. She'd thought of taking her own clothes off but had decided to leave that until another time, and besides, it was quite sexy having Luke completely naked while she was fully dressed. It was then that she'd kissed him for the first time. Initially she'd just gently brushed her lips against his, but then, when they'd parted, she'd slipped her tongue into his mouth. And, oh my God, it had been so horny, and Luke, I mean you'd just never think of it, but this little eight-year-old kid just kinda figured it out and actually snogged her back. I mean, how hot is that, she'd asked herself: snogging, actually snogging an eight-year-old child. And, as if that wasn't hot enough, she was wanking him off while she was doing it. Only moments later he'd had his first baby orgasm. His eyes widened like saucers and he'd gripped the pillow on either side of his head while Bernadette snogged him all the way through his first little come. He'd curled up his toes and drummed his feet up and down on the bed, gasping into his babysitter's mouth until finally he moaned, almost whimpered, and his body became still. There was no ejaculation because he was still too young, but he'd definitely had an orgasm, of that there was no doubt. Bernadette remembered how horny she'd felt at the time. She'd just masturbated an 8-year-old boy to orgasm and it had been the most erotic experience of her life. Afterwards Luke had just gazed at her dreamily. `I luv you,' he'd said, `And I'm gonna marry you when I'm grown up.' `That'd be nice,' she'd replied, smiling, `Then we could do things like this all the time.' She'd reminded him again about how important it was to keep what she'd done to him a secret, and she'd made him promise on his pet hamster's life that he would never tell anyone, not even his best friend, about it. He agreed and crossed his heart and she showered him with little kisses, on his forehead, his cheeks, his nose, his ears, his neck and finally his mouth, and when his lips parted in anticipation, she snogged him again. She could easily have kissed him until his parents came home, but there were other things she wanted to do in the time she'd got left, and so she'd broken away from their tender kiss and started work on his body. Her fingers explored, stroked, massaged kneaded, rubbed, pinched and probed every inch of bare skin, and she bent forward, kissing and licking his flat tummy while her hands explored other regions. It was as much for her own pleasure as it was for his, and she sighed with her own sexual excitement as she worked on him. Eventually she'd taken his flaccid penis into her mouth and sucked it back to full hardness. The child moaned as her lips slid up and down the length of his small shaft, wetting it with her saliva to make it glisten lewdly. She pinched his nipples while she sucked him and scratched them gently with her short fingernails. The poor little boy was soon trembling and within just a few minutes of her giving him a second erection he had had a second orgasm in her mouth. A dry come of course, and Bernadette had thought how nice it was for a change to bring a male to orgasm without having her mouth filled with hot, sticky sperm. After that she'd made him come a further three times before tucking him up in bed and wishing him goodnight. Each time she'd babysat after that, she'd taught him more about sex until eventually she went all the way with him. On that night she'd laid him naked on the bed and lowered herself slowly onto him. His mouth opened wide as his small penis sank into her vagina, and then she made love to him, bending forward to kiss him as her hips rocked back and forth on top of him. It didn't take him long to come and she came too, such was her excitement at having full intercourse with him. She was actually fucking a child, she'd thought, and a child had made her come. Then she'd sucked him to taste her juices on his hairless cock and almost instantly he was hard again. For a moment she couldn't decide if she wanted to suck him to his next orgasm, wank him or fuck him. She decided to fuck him again, but this time she rolled onto her back and pulled Luke on top of her, in-between her spread legs. She rocked her hips up and down and gripped his taught buttocks, pulling him against her and grinding his hairless pubic bone against her own. After that they'd had sex every time she babysat, and he'd been true to his word and kept their relationship secret. It had been going on for two years now and in that time she'd taught him everything there was to know about sex. He'd learned how to rub her clitoris in just the right way, how to finger her, use sex toys, and he was now an adept at using his lips and tongue to make her come. Now Luke was 10 and the sex between them was unbelievable. Not only was the little boy completely educated in sexual matters, but he had also developed his own libido and often initiated sex without any encouragement from Bernadette. He also knew what he wanted and had become sexually assertive, actually telling her what he wanted and taking the initiative by maneuvering into positions that pleased him. What's more he'd learned to enjoy the visual delights of sex too. Like watching her hand moving up and down on his cock while she masturbated him, or watching her lips sliding wetly on his cock when she took him into her mouth. When they made love he liked getting into positions where he could see his cock going in and out of her, and while he watched he'd describe excitedly what he could see and tell her why he liked it, and that made her so hot. The best thing was that his carnal knowledge didn't tarnish his innocence; it just made it more erotic and exciting by allowing him to discover his sexuality and be uninhibited by it. It had been exciting to introduce an innocent to sex but it was even more exciting now that he was confident and knowledgeable enough to know what he wanted and seek out his own pleasures. That was really exciting for Bernadette; having a horny 10-year-old for a boyfriend was totally hot! His little love letter was wonderful. She'd encouraged him to write to her but explained that she could never write back in case his parents found her letters. She didn't get to babysit as often as she'd have liked but she usually got a letter from him every day. Her next night for babysitting was Friday, today was Thursday, and she was especially looking forward to it because his parents would be away all weekend. Not only that but this weekend she was planning to take their sex together to a new level of perversity. She was hoping to involve Luke's younger sister, Emma. It began a few months ago when she'd started telling him about her sexual fantasies. Things like how she'd like to have him for a whole night in a private bedroom and not have to worry about Emma hearing them moaning and groaning. Then it had kind of moved on to how she'd like to go on a date with him and maybe jerk him off on a bus or in a cinema or something. And she discovered that he loved it when she invented these fantasy scenarios, and, over time she'd just got carried away and they'd become more and more kinky, and as they did Luke seemed to like them more. Recently they'd started fantasizing about Emma and to Bernadette's amazement, Luke had been turned on by it and actually wanted to do it in real life. So, this weekend they were going to give it a try. But that wasn't all. Bernadette had always been fascinated with an old pedophile that lived in the area. She even knew where he lived and what his name was. He used to hang around the park playgrounds when she was a kid and had once given her some money to let him put his hand down the front of her dress. She knew he liked boys too because once she saw a boy of about nine take some sweets off him and then disappear into the gentleman's toilets. When she'd been a kid she'd nicknamed him Minty because he always seemed to have a bag of mints in his pocket. She'd talked to him too, often sitting on park benches to listen to his tales of when he'd been a sailor in the merchant navy. She had thought he was a nice man and it wasn't like he'd tried to molest her when he'd put his hand down her dress. He'd asked her politely and offered her some pocket money, and she was sure that if she'd said no then that would have been the end of the matter. Bernadette had actually quite liked Minty and she had felt sorry for him because he'd seemed so lonely and sad. Recently she'd been fantasizing about Minty having done more to her as a child than simply feeling her bare chest down the front of her dress. She wished he'd asked her to do more and she knew she'd have said yes if he had. And he wouldn't have had to pay her either. Bernadette had always liked making people happy. Her new fantasy was to give Minty the gift of a lifetime. She'd been fantasizing about giving him Luke and Emma, two real children to do whatever he wanted with. And in the fantasy she would offer herself too, because even though he might be a pedophile she was young and pretty and she could certainly do things for him that the children couldn't. She guessed that Minty was in his late sixties and the thought of seeing his stiff, hard, adult penis in Luke's angelic mouth simply drove her wild. Luke wasn't quite so keen, but then she hadn't expected him to be and so she'd reminded him that it was only a fantasy. A nice fantasy though because Minty would have bedrooms in his house and that meant privacy. If Minty liked the idea then they could meet at his house and do whatever they liked in his bedroom, without worrying about making a noise or getting caught by Luke's parents coming home early. It was a nice thought and it excited Bernadette immensely, but she told Luke not to feel under pressure because really it was only a fantasy and she probably wouldn't have the nerve to go and speak to Minty anyway. But Luke had mentioned it in his letter and what he'd written had left Bernadette stunned and very aroused. The relevant part of the letter read: `I been thinking what you said about that Minty and I'm really not scared of doing it at all. You said Minty's really nice and I bet it would make him really happy and then he wouldn't be sad any more and it would make your dream happen too. It's not fair that no kids will do it with him. I mean, now I know how massive it is to do it with you and come and stuff I don't ever want to stop and when I get old and no one will do it with me any more I hope that someone like you will come and do it with me and maybe bring me a kid too cos I bet when I'm old I'll want to do it with a kid as well. I bet Em will want to do it with us and when we tell her about Minty and how no one does it with him any more then I bet she'll want to too. So I think you should go and ask him and then we could go and see him this weekend and take Em with us and then we can make friends with Minty and he'll let us meet at his house and do it when my Mum and Dad don't need you to babysit. And there's something I want too but I bet you won't let me but I really really want to so I wish you would. I got this friend called Marcus and he's my best friend in the whole world and I'd love to tell him about you and what we do and about Em and Minty. He's really cool honest he is, he's a Gypsy and he lives in a caravan down by Dunting Wood and he's got this really cool Dad that lets him watch porno videos and he let me see some too and I'd love to tell him that I done it with a girl but I can't cos you won't let me. But I think you should let me cos that's my dream and I'm gonna make your dream and Minty's dream come true. Please Berni please I'll love you forever I promise.' Well, as far as Bernadette was concerned, Luke could definitely tell his friend Marcus about what they did. Maybe Marcus would like to join in the fun; she could definitely handle another cute little boy and the thought made her dizzy with lust. But now there was the little matter of Minty. Would he or wouldn't he? Even supposing she built up the courage to go and knock on his door, what would she say when he opened it? She had butterflies in her tummy, but there was no harm in just walking past where he lived was there? She'd probably never knock, but she pulled on her shoes and headed out the front door. After all, it was weekend the day after tomorrow and if she chickened out now Luke might change his mind. But she was scared. Supposing Minty was a reformed character? He might even report her, and then what would she do? Maybe she shouldn't go. But it wouldn't hurt just to walk past his house would it? The front door closed behind her. It was only a 15-minute walk to where Minty lived. To be continued... Lycos recommends Cheapflights for all your travel needs. Go to http://www.cheapflights.co.uk/?source=lycosgen ----- ASSM Moderation System Notice------ Notice: This post has been modified from its original format. 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