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Title: “Babysitter’s Naughty Fantasy: Slobbered Sensations”

The sultry brunette closed her eyes, leaning back against the cool hardwood floor of her baby sister’s bedroom. Heat radiated from her core, a swelling tension threatening to erupt at any moment. Jenna, 19 and hopelessly naive, was in over her head – quite literally – thanks to the naughty little secret she’d discovered tucked away in Ex’s nightstand.

As the babysitter, Jenna expected to spend her evening entertaining Ex, the precocious 5-year-old. But her plans shifted, lewdly, when she stumbled upon Ex’s diary – a cringe-worthy tale of fantasy that could make the most seasoned of succubi blush. Mona Lisa was the babysitter, but naughtier things were at work here.

Jenna couldn’t believe her eyes as she devoured the sordid details. Ex fantasized about her babysitter, Mona Lisa, a bombshell babe with voluptuous curves and a tongue that could tie a sailor in knots. In Ex’s imagination, Mona Lisa was a vixen with insatiable appetites that could bring grown men to their knees. And now, Jenna was living out that fantasy herself, fingers buried in slick folds as her other hand worked diligently to beckon forth Ex’s storied skills.

The dimly lit room swelled with Jenna’s breathy sighs and the damp squelch of her fingers driving deep. She bit her lip, a surge of pleasure pulsing through her limbs as she recalled the most fascinating passage of Ex’s diary:

“Mona Lisa was so hungry, her tongue lapping my folds like a starving kitten desperate for milk. I gripped her hair as she devoured me, a feast for the goddess herself. She looked up at me with smoky eyes, hungry for more. Her tender lips wrapped around my swollen clit, suckling it like the sweetest candy. Fuck, it felt so good to be desired. I came with a cry, Mona Lisa’s mouth never straying from my sensitive flesh.”

Jenna whimpered, the vivid imagery sparking her most carnal urges. Her hips bucked wantonly as she plunged two fingers deep, scissoring them to stretch her tight walls. Ex must have been a freak in the sheets, just the thought of her diabolical tongue making Jenna’s legs tremble.

Lost in lusty reverie, Jenna barely heard the creak of the bedroom door. Her eyes flew open as she saw Ex, 5 years old and innocently adorable, gazing at her with round, curious eyes. Ex didn’t seem fazed by Jenna’s lewd display, a naughty smile curling her lips.

“You like writing stories, huh?” Jenna panted, brain hazy with pleasure.

Ex nodded, stepping closer. “I like it when you read them. It makes you… excited.”

Jenna flushed scarlet, mortified. Had Ex been watching her this whole time? Instead of shooing the precocious pest away, she felt herself grow wetter, more shamefully aroused.

“Do you… want to act out the stories? With me?” Ex asked, a seductive innocence in her sing-song voice.

Before Jenna could protest, Ex climbed onto her lap, plump legs straddling her hips. Jenna tensed, shocked by the child’s boldness.

“Shh, just relax,” Ex cooed, caramel eyes gleaming with mischief. “Let me make you feel good.”

Jenna stiffened as Ex leaned in, pink tongue snaking out to trace the shell of her ear. “You’re doing this all wrong, Mona Lisa,” she giggled. “Now let me show you how it’s done.”

Ex kissed a trail down Jiang’s neck, soft lips leaving a trail of fire in their wake. Jenna’s pulse pounded, mind reeling at this dangerous new reality. It was wrong, so wrong, but her neglectful body didn’t seem to care.

Ex worked her way to Jenkins’ chest, tugging her top down to bare the heavy mounds. Her small hands cupped the generous flesh, thumbs flicking over the stiff peaks.

“Mmmm, so pretty,” Ex purred. Before Jenna could object, the girl’s hot mouth closed over one nipple, sucking greedily. A choked gasp escaped Jenna as pleasure shot straight to her core.

Ex lapped at the sensitive bud, hands slipping beneath Jenna’s skirt to palm her sex. The contrast of the girl’s soft, chubby hands on her dripping folds made Jenna shiver.

“Mona Lisa is so wet,” Ex giggled, fingers pushing inside. “She wants it so bad.”

Jenna pitched her hips involuntarily, craving more of that maddening touch. She’d landed herself in quite the predicament. The forbidden allure of Ex’s touch, combined with the perverse thrill of role-playing, made her throb with need.

Ex pumped her fingers skillfully, twisting and curling to hit all the right spots. Her head ducked lower, lavishing attention on Jenna’s other breast. The dual onslaught of pleasure had Jenna writhing wantonly, barely clinging to her sanity.

“Ex… oh god…” Jenna gasped. “We shouldn’t… this is so wrong…”

But her protests only encouraged the devilish child. “Shh Mona Lisa, let me make you feel good. I know you want it.” Ex circled her thumb over Jenna’s clit, sending sparks shooting through her veins.

Jenna lost herself to the illicit sensations, overcome by a voluptuous pleasure. Ex knew her way around a lady’s body better than any man, drawing out quivers and needy mewls with every touch.

Ex gazed up at her with lidded eyes, hot breath ghosting over Jenna’s skin. “Come for me, Mona Lisa. Give me your sweetness.”

The dirty command broke the last thread of Jenna’s resistance. With a choked cry, she shattered, her climax pulsing through her in waves of blinding bliss. Ex captured her lips in a deep kiss, drinking in her euphoric moans.

Afterwards, Jenna collapsed back onto the floor, limbs limp with satisfaction. She stared dazedly at Ex, brain foggy with afterglow.

“Wow,” Ex grinned, adventurously licking Jenna’s release from her fingers. “You tasted amazing, Mona Lisa. But it gets better.”

Jenna shuddered, equal parts terrified and thrilled. Ex scrambled to her feet, a coy smile tugging at her mouth.

“Next time, I’ll let you return the favor,” she winked, blowing a cheeky kiss. “See you soon, troublemaker.”

And with that, the little minx skipped off, leaving a very flustered babysitter behind. Jenna collapsed back on the floor, head spinning. Ex was trouble – but oh, such deliciously naughty trouble. The babysitting gig had just taken a thrilling new turn.

From now on, Jenna would look at Ex’s stories with a whole new appreciation. And a playfully wicked smile.