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Babysitting

I began to wonder if Babysitting was not the only service that we were to provide here in this peculiar place. Upon Miss Walton entering the room, everyone hushed up with haste straightened up. The older woman’s appearance was demanding of attention and she oozed sexual maturity. The butterflies in my tummy did acrobatics. I gulped.

“We have many visitors in our guest room today!” She exclaimed with a grin. “You will see some returning gentlemen, and many new ones, since they heard we had a new helper joining us today.” Everyone turned and smiled at me with blushing cheeks. Their plump faces were so innocent and smooth.

My friend Samantha stood at the door and clapped three times. Each diaper and panties wearing love bug scurried to line up in front of her, single file. “Who is ready?!” She inquired of their developing minds.

“ME! ” They each squealed in utter excitement.


I wondered if they knew how unconventional their Babysitting facility was.

Miss Walton opened the door, followed by Samantha, the small, pattering feet of the others, and then me. When I entered the room, my sexy heels froze to the entry. Before I was a gorgeous room covered in different beds, couches, and floor pillows. Colorful drapes hung from the high vaulted ceiling. Dim lights gave the place a sensual glow. On the wall joining the room, we had been in moments before was the other side of the massive mirror. On this end, you could see right into the other room!

They had been spying on the fuck toys, watching them play and run around, little nipples naked and exposed! No wonder so many of the meat logs were already dripping with the white stuff. A bunch of peeping toms, spying even when we were changing diapers!

Spread about the room were about fifteen different grown men, all completely nude! They ranged in age, from young twenties looking to old men, but each had their cocks hanging right out in the open. I could not believe my eyes! About half of the barely legal little ones I was Babysitting ran straight into one of the pervert’s arms. Several couples greeted each other with an erotic kiss.

The few others left stood close to me. One girl actually latched onto my knee, refusing to let go. They were as surprised as I was. “It’s alright,” Samantha said, looking back at me over her shoulder. “Just escort them around and the guys will do the rest!” She walked over to a large black man, holding a diaper-clad, squirmy love doll on her hip.


This was definitely going to be an interesting gig…

Call for some naughty Phone Sex to tell me which group you would gravitate towards. The shy ones, or the outgoing, ready to play little whores!