Hot Summer Job/Try to get Larissa to jerk you off
With her hands wrapped around the middle of your stiff shaft so firmly you just need to make them move. You start to gently swing Rissa by her ankles, only a few inches back and forth; a slow, steady, but subtle movement as to not arouse suspicion from Carrie. Larissa tries to steady herself but her swaying body forces her hands to pull on your foreskin, although it's a very gentle tug. Once your little pendulum has some decent momentum you thrust your pelvis in sync against her, sawing between her hands to make her jerk you off. Larissa observes with great attention how your slick glans pops out from its sheath, each time mere inches from her face.
You release a short grunt of approval while looking down at the petite fingers wrapped around your meat. Chasing the desire for more pleasure, your body bucks a little harder and a little faster. The tip of your dick lightly taps Larissa's face as you thrust deeper and harder. You're smearing more and more precum around her closed mouth, her tongue eventually darting out to clean her li-
"What are you doing!?"
Aaaah shit. You freeze. Carrie steps out from behind Larissa, eyeing up her daughter.
"Put her down!"
Sheepishly you lower Larissa. The girl doesn't make it easy though as she maintains a vice like grip on your cock. Either she's afraid to fall or she's been hypnotized. The more you lower her body, the more of her weight that is transferred to your dick. Very soon she's hung between you like a swing, arms and legs pointed up and her back parallel with the floor. Not wanting to just drop her, you're forced to squat to get her the rest of the way down. As soon as her back touches the ground she releases her hands and you release her ankles, her limbs falling freely away from her. Rissa's eyes finally move away from your cock to her glaring mother. You hurriedly toss the girl's panties aside. With Larissa's face and mouth dotted by your shiny precum it sure looks as if she was giving you a sloppy blow job.
"I can't... Maybe your sister... I'm very... disappointed..." Carrie stammers as she looks up and down her youngest daughter's naked body sprawled on the kitchen floor. You swear that Carrie is trying to sound angry. Maybe "pretending" is a better word. You're not sure how she could possibly be with what she was just doing to her daughter, but what is quite clear is that Carrie is still plenty aroused. Her hand is cupping her crotch with busy fingers probing her sex. Carrie's panties are stuck at her knees and her tube top still sits round her waist. After a drawn out moment Carrie sighs. "Fine. Sit up. We're doing this."
"W-what are we doing?" the nude little pixie asks while she struggles her way up from her back. Carrie meanwhile drops to her knees between you and her daughter and grabs you by the cock.
"Well, we're definitely going to make Riley really happy," she mutters to herself, before adding, "We're going to give you what you're asking for, you cum-hungry little kinder-slut."
Larissa blinks blankly, wiping the back of her hand across her face. "Oh... Okay."
"But first," notes Carrie just as she starts pumping your dick, "It's mommy's turn."
The eager milf pulls you toward her then slams her mouth over your cock. The shock on Larissa's face speaks volumes, the incredulous little girl bug eyed and mouth agape as she watches her mother work your shaft like the seasoned slut she is. Carrie's tongue wraps around your member as her head bobs and hand pumps. Her other hand palms your sac, softly kneading and rubbing both your balls and your taint.
You nearly buckle from so much attention being thrown at your junk so quickly. You place a hand on Carrie's head to steady yourself and moan your appreciation. Her constant suction and even pressure is making your toes curl. Her hands and her mouth are strangely out of sync and makes it feel as though two different women are servicing your meat at the same time. Even though you're short on experience, you're sure this has to be one of the best blowjobs that anyone has ever had. You want nothing more than to explode down Carrie's warm slutty throat, and of course to have Larissa watch her mom suck your cock dry. But as you get close, Carrie notices the shock on Larissa's face.
"That's right baby," approves Carrie after pulling away from you. Her hand lengthens its strokes to take over for her absent lips. "Always keep your mouth open. But stick your tongue out too, guys love that. Shows how much you want it."
Confused but compliant, Larissa slowly extends her tongue from her open mouth. You want Carrie to keep sucking, and try to guide her back onto you, but she has other ideas.
"Don't be shy now. Get closer."
You are. You're so close. But she was speaking to Larissa. The grade schooler is not far from you but she shuffles in after her mom's order. She is once again inches away from your cock which her mom is now pointing straight towards her. Carrie pulls down tight on your foreskin, holding firm at the base and ending her handjob, then angles your erection upward.
"Closer. It's your turn now. I want you to lick this little spot right here," instructs Carrie who plants a finger under your glans.
"Lick it?" asks Larissa warily.
"Like a lolli. But really fast."
Larissa cranes her neck forward, her hands finding your thighs, and with her head tilted back flits her tongue at your taut and exposed frenulum. You shiver and clench Carrie's hair, your hand still atop her head. Carrie smiles and glances up at you.
"Good job. That's the spot. Don't close your mouth. Faster now. Faster. Look at Riley. Look in his eyes. Keep going. Never stop."
Carrie can no doubt feel your cock flex and wane in her grasp. You meet Larissa's eyes as she peeks past the tip of your cock, her fluttering little tongue teasing your head and giving you the only stimulation you need. You're panting short sharp breaths as your balls tighten. Your shaft throbs with each breath until you can't take it anymore. You grunt a hard and fire a thick rope of cum over Larissa's face, from her upper lip into her hairline, right beside her nose and over her eye. She squeaks and recoils in surprise, eyes closing. Carrie is quick to correct her, grabbing her by the chin before she can turn away.
"Mouth open," she calmly orders. She realigns your cock with her daughter's lips and starts pumping to help the second, third, fourth, and fifth of your hefty wads of spunk spray from the tip of your cock. Larissa winces when the first shot goes into her mouth but she's quick to recover, making sure to breath out of her nose and remembering to extend her tongue while you coat it in semen.
"My little girl... you're just the prettiest little slut ever." Larissa opens her eyes, blinking through cum, at her mother's praise. "Don't swallow yet."
Carrie is still firmly pumping you, milking every last drop she can get from you into her daughter's cute, dainty little mouth. The small size of Rissa's mouth helps exaggerate the size of your load, even if it is a sizeable load. Her mouth is so full you can't even see her bottom row of teeth, and her tongue would be swimming in it if not for the tip that she has extended out into the air. With any other girl you would think she just blew four or five guys with how hard of a time she's having keeping it all in.
Your cock is still trying to fire, but all that's left are blanks now. Carrie takes a moment to wipe the end of your cock off on the tip of Rissa's tongue for good measure, then releases you. She turns to her little girl and sticks her finger inside Rissa's gaping mouth. That finger swirls around in your cum, playing in the puddle, and tracing a tight circle below the surface in the center of her baby girl's tongue.
"God am I jealous... your first taste..." Carrie removes her cum covered finger and rubs the tip around her daughter's lips before withdrawing her hand so she can taste it for herself. "Mmmm... you're sooo lucky. But... close your eyes. I just want one more thing."
Larissa again does as she's told, blinking a few more times trying to force the cum away from her eye. Carrie stands, yanking up her panties and runs into the other room. She returns with her phone in hand, quickly snapping a few pictures of her 9 year old sitting naked in the middle of the kitchen floor with an open mouth full of cum and a thick streak on her face.
"God, isn't she cute?" Carrie asks you. A mumbling nod is the most you're willing to offer. You watch as Carrie switches to video and moves in right over top of Larissa. "Okay cuddle bug, I know you really want to swallow every drop. So go ahead, show me. Let's see you swallow all that yummy cum."
Contorting her face a bit, Larissa pulls her tongue back into the pool of spunk in her mouth then slowly closes her lips. She struggles a little to swallow so much, but she dips her head and manages to pound back your semen with a pair of audible gulps.
"Come on. Let's see." Rissa tilts her head back and opens her mouth again, sticking her tongue out just like her mom told her to. "That's my girl!"
Carrie drops down and hugs her little girl tightly. She then abruptly stands again only to remove her own panties and wipe Larissa's face with them, all the while gushing praise and remarking what a "hot kinder-slut" she is. The pride Carrie is showing is downright twisted. Larissa seems to be loving the attention though, a smirk visible at the corners of her mouth. It's not that you're complaining or anything, but this sure isn't normal.
Carrie helps her daughter to her feet then leans down to give her daughter a kiss on the lips. It's not a very motherly kiss though; you can see lots of tongue getting involved. The milf gives her kinder-slut a light spank on her bare behind then spins her away.."Now go get dressed, cuddle bug!"
Larissa scampers off with a giggle but stops before she even hits the stairs. "Didn't you say it was too hot to be dressed today?"
"Okay, maybe, but you should still put something on! Geez girl! Don't turn into your sister!"
Rissa giggles again and heads up the stairs. That girl's right though, it is already hot and you're even hotter after all that. Stumbling back to the counter, Carrie locks eyes with you. She still looks hungry, but after a moment of staring her expression changes. She pulls up her tube top and walks away without a word. Confused, but sweaty, you step over to the sink and splash some cold water on your face, followed by a quick wash of your dick. You dry your hands on a nearby dishtowel but forego drying your dick - that just seems impolite. Once you turn around, you find Carrie behind you again with a fistful of twenties extended toward you.
"You're not going to go telling all your friends about this, right?"
You glance between Carrie and the money shoved in your face. There has to be a couple hundred bucks here for sure. "Uhhh... no! Of course not," you assure her as you cautiously take the money from her.
"This was a one time thing. It was stupid and we'll all just... move on and pretend it didn't happen."
Yeah. That's real fucking likely.
"Okay," you nod. "Whatever you want."
The sudden tension makes it hard to know what to do next. You continue to stand opposite each other, Carrie in nothing but a tube top, and you with only a wad of twenties. Having found a sudden need for a pocket, you break the silence with, "I guess we should get dressed too."
"Yeah," confirms Carrie, tucking her hair behind one ear then moving to find her jean shorts among the sparse clothing littering the floor.
The two of you redress quietly, although Carrie has much less to put on, with her jean shorts basically restoring her previous outfit. She stuffs her folded cum stained panties into a nearby purse, along with her phone. As she makes her way to the front door, you call out, "Are we still doing a sleepover tonight?"
"No," she replies sharply. She halts afterward then hesitantly turns back to you. "But... maybe you could come over tomorrow morning. I can probably put you to work again."
"Sure thing," you reply, failing to hold back a grin.
"Behave yourself, young man," Carrie adds with a more playful, sarcastic tone, before leaving you alone with her daughters for your second day of babysitting.