1000 Words: Adventures in Baby-sitting
#9 of 1000 Words: Picture Stories
This story belongs to my growing series: 1000 Words: Picture Stories. If a picture is worth a thousand words, can I paint a scene with the same limitation? The stories in this folder are self-contained, and not interrelated, other than the requirement that they contain exactly 1000 words.
Sarah hustled to the door. It was 9:00, so the thirteen-year-old squirrel was nervous. Mr. and Mrs. Jandry weren't supposed to be back until 10:30, but someone had just opened the front door. Carefully she looked around the corner and exhaled.
"Mr. Jandry! Billy's already tucked in bed. But I thought..."
The leopard interrupted, "I came home early. But don't worry, you'll still get full pay."
"Thanks, Mr. Jandry. Only 300 away from my trip to Paris!"
"Call me Roger," the leopard said, walking gracefully toward the young squirrel. "Listen, Sarah. I know it's only one week until Paris, so I want to help." He was counting the thirty dollars for her work, but he added a fifty on top.
"Wow!"
"But I have to ask a favor in return."
"What is it, Mr. Ja-Roger?"
He smiled with gleaming teeth. "Suck my dick."
Sarah's eyes widened, looking at Roger's crotch, which sported an obvious throbbing bulge. "What!?"
He said, "There's not enough time to make enough baby-sitting."
She could tell the leopard was serious. He was right, too, she was out of time. And he was still holding the thirty dollars she had earned. She hesitated. Fifty bucks was a lot. And she had to admit she was curious.
Swallowing, she said, "Okay."
In seconds, Roger had shed his pants, revealing his shiny red penis. She knelt, looking it over. "Good girl," he said, stepping forward. "Lick it."
Steeling herself, the inexperienced young squirrel extended her tongue, in disbelief. With a tentative lick, Sarah could feel strange nubs along his shaft.
She felt his paws on the back of her head, repositioning her head. He pushed her back until she was licking the very tip of his triangular prod. Purring, he said, "That's good."
When the squirrel opened her mouth again, Roger pulled her head forward, pushing himself into her mouth. She almost coughed in surprise. "Suck it." She closed her lips around him and wrapped her tongue around his shaft as the big cat began to thrust his hips gently. She was really turning him on!
He held her still, fucking her muzzle slowly. Her drool coated his penis. He was panting now, and she felt strange bristles on the leopard's dick that dug uncomfortably into her tongue. Then she tasted something new on her tongue. His balls quivered. It wouldn't be long now...
Roger gasped, "Damn, girl. You're good - had a lot of practice?"
She couldn't answer with his cock in her mouth. He pushed her off, his soaked erection glistening in the cool air. She was pleased at his comment, but said, "No, Mr. Jandry. Roger."
"I'll give you an extra hundred if you let me fuck you."
A hundred dollars!? How could she refuse? Still, she knew this wasn't a game. He wanted to mate her! Her young body quivered with excitement. "What...about your wife?"
"She won't be back for an hour."
"I...I've never 'done it' before," she admitted.
"Alright, 150 bucks then. I'll be gentle."
Closing her eyes nervously, she began removing her clothes. At that point, she wanted to fuck him regardless of the money. He watched her strip, purring. Finally, she stood before him, naked.
Roger stepped forward, placing his paws on her shoulders, looking down into her eyes. Neither noticed Billy watching from the top of the stairs. He leaned in to kiss her, putting each powerful hand under her thighs. She shivered at his kiss, and felt herself lifted effortlessly into the air. She wrapped her arms around his, and her legs around his tight abs, her virgin entrance just inches from Roger's throbbing cock. She moaned as her nipples brushed up against his chest.
Suddenly remembering something her parents told her, she said, "What about a condom?"
"Fuck! Uh, don't worry, I'm taking a pill so I can't get you pregnant."
She relaxed. "Good."
"Ready?"
Shivering, she said, "No."
He lowered her until the tip of his cock tickled her mound. Reflexively lifting her massive, fluffy tail, she said, "Yes."
He lowered her farther, spreading her labia as his cum-tipped cock penetrated her. It was like nothing she had felt before. Her vulva tingled and she felt very warm. She kept descending, his cock spreading her further apart, until she felt resistance inside of her. She met his eyes, confused.
"This'll hurt," he said, "but only for a minute." She trembled. With a growl, he lowered her entire weight against his cock, simultaneously thrusting upward. She felt like he was ripping her apart, and she squealed. A second later, her vulva was flush with the leopard's abdomen. He held her there, buried deep as she rode out the pain. He leaned down to kiss her, his rough tongue invading her mouth and muffling her squeaks.
Slowly the pain dulled. "Ready to continue?"
She nodded. His hands firmly supporting her furry rump, he began to lift and lower her. His cock spread her warm passage, the bristles tickling her internal walls, and brushing against something that made her shudder in ecstasy. "Oh, Roger!"
Purring, he said, "You're so fucking tight!"
Sarah gyrated her hips as he humped, moaning. She trembled from the tip of her tail to her nose. He licked one of her nipples, and she could hold back no longer, squealing. Roger thrust deep, and roared, breeding the young, fertile squirrel. Just as her first orgasm was ending, Roger pulled out of her, the bristles on his cock raking her suddenly, the pain and pleasure sending her into another roiling climax. She clung to him, moaning as he purred. Billy slunk back to bed, unnoticed.
True to his word, he paid her 230 dollars. As she left, Roger said, "We need a sitter for tomorrow night!"
Grinning, she said, "I'll be there!"