Nick was lounging on the couch, his long legs stretched out in front of him as he aimlessly scrolled through his phone. The house was quiet, aside from the occasional hum of the refrigerator and the sound of his own breathing. It was a peaceful evening, all things considered – at least, it was supposed to be.
His parents had gone out for the night, leaving him with a simple task: babysit Kaylee, the five-year-old girl who lived next door. She was a sweet kid, if a bit annoying, but Nick didn’t mind. It wasn’t like he had anything better to do, anyway.
As if on cue, the door to the living room slowly creaked open, and Kaylee poked her head inside. She looked shy and uncertain as she took in the sight of Nick, who rolled his eyes. “What now, brat?” he muttered, not bothering to hide his annoyance.
Kaylee hesitated for a moment before slowly padding into the room, her favorite teddy bear clutched tightly in her arms. “C-can you help me color, Nicky?” she asked, her voice small and timid.
Nick groaned, but he couldn’t bring himself to refuse. “Fine,” he said, holding out a hand for the coloring book and crayons. “But only for a little while.”
Kaylee beamed up at him, her eyes sparkling with gratitude. She climbed up onto the couch next to him, her small body pressed up against his side as she handed over the coloring book. Nick tried not to flinch at the contact, telling himself that it was no big deal. It was just a little kid, after all.
As they colored, Nick couldn’t help but notice the way Kaylee’s eyes kept darting towards his mouth. Every few minutes, she would pause in her coloring, her tiny tongue darting out to wet her lips as she watched him. It was strange, but Nick didn’t think much of it – at least, not at first.
But then, he felt it. The tip of his tongue, darting out to lick the end of his pencil. It was a habit he’d had since he was a kid, something he didn’t even realize he was doing most of the time. But Kaylee seemed fascinated by it, her eyes glued to his mouth as he did it again and again.
Nick felt a blush creep up his cheeks as he realized what was happening. He tried to stop, to focus on his coloring instead of the way Kaylee was watching him, but he couldn’t. It was like she had some kind of magnetic pull on him, drawing his attention back to her no matter how hard he tried to resist.
“Nicky?” Kaylee’s voice was soft, almost hesitant.
“Yeah?” Nick replied, trying to keep his voice casual.
“Can you lick me?”
Nick blinked, his mind going blank for a moment. “What?” he asked, certain he must have misheard her.
Kaylee pointed to his tongue. “Like that. Can you lick me?”
Nick choked on his own spit, trying not to laugh. “What? No, Kaylee. That’s not something we do,” he said, trying to sound firm.
But Kaylee was persistent. She pouted, sticking out her lower lip in a way that was far too adorable for Nick’s own good. “Please, Nicky? I want to see what it’s like,” she whined.
Nick tried to resist, he really did. But the look on Kaylee’s face was too much. He gave in, telling her to lift up her dress.
Kaylee did as she was told, her face flushed with excitement. Nick’s eyes widened as he saw Kaylee’s tiny, hairless pussy. He’d never seen anything like it before – at least, not in real life. He’d seen pictures, sure, but actually seeing it right in front of him was something else entirely.
He leaned in, his tongue darting out to lightly lick Kaylee’s pussy. She gasped, her body tensing with pleasure. Nick felt a thrill run through him at the sound – he’d never heard anything like it before. It was intoxicating, addictive.
He continued to lick Kaylee, his tongue exploring her pussy. Kaylee moaned, her hands gripping the couch. Nick could feel her body trembling beneath his tongue, and he knew she was close. He couldn’t believe it – he’d done this, he’d made her feel this good.
Suddenly, Nick pulled away, wiping his tongue on the back of his hand. “That’s enough for now, Kaylee. We can’t do that again,” he said, trying to sound firm.
Kaylee pouted, but she knew Nick was right. She pulled down her dress, a small smile on her face. “Okay, Nicky. But can we do it again tomorrow?”
Nick hesitated, unsure of how to respond. Part of him wanted to say no, to tell her that it was wrong and they couldn’t do it again. But another part of him – a part that he was ashamed to admit was much larger than he wanted it to be – wanted to say yes. He wanted to keep making her feel good, to keep hearing her moans and gasps of pleasure.
In the end, he settled for a noncommittal shrug. “We’ll see,” he said, trying to sound casual.
Kaylee nodded, her eyes sparkling with mischief. She climbed off the couch, her coloring book and crayons clutched in her hands. “Okay. I’m gonna go to bed now, Nicky. Night night.”
“Night, Kaylee,” Nick replied, watching as she padded out of the room.
He collapsed back onto the couch, his mind racing. He couldn’t believe what had just happened – he’d just licked a five-year-old girl’s pussy. It was wrong, so wrong. But it had also felt so good, better than anything he’d ever experienced before.
He didn’t know what to do. He should tell someone, he knew he should. But the thought of anyone else finding out made his stomach twist with fear. He didn’t want anyone else to know what he’d done, what he’d enjoyed.
He sighed, closing his eyes as he tried to push the thoughts out of his head. It was just a one-time thing, he told himself. It wouldn’t happen again.
But even as he made the promise, he knew it was a lie. He wanted it to happen again, more than anything. And he knew that Kaylee did, too.
He just hoped they could both keep their desires a secret.
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