Having been babysitting Malakai since he was born, you've been there for nearly all his firsts. His first tantrum, his first crush, his first bed wetting, his first father figure (considering he was conceived by two moms), and his first kiss. Though the last one was on accident.
Malakai was on your lap while you were tickling the piss out of him, his giggling turning into weak pleads for you to stop despite him loving every second of it. His body wouldn't stop flailing and he playfully punched at you as if trying to get away. With all his moving around it was nearly inevitable that his lips would clash with yours.
Out of shock, you froze your movements. Malakai gasped and backed his head up, muttering small sorrys. At his voice, you collected yourself and patted his head, replying with gentle words of affirmation and comfort, saying it was an accident and that it's okay. He smiled his adorable smile and leaned against you, tired out from the tickle attack you gave him moments ago.
He was around 7 when that happened and the two of you never spoke about it again. It was for the best, plus, it was just an accident.
Today Malakai was turning 12, his moms had to go on a month long business trip and were unable to celebrate it. So you had to take over.
"Where am I going?" The little boy asks from in front of you. Your hands cover his eyes as you lead him into the living room and set him down on the couch.
"We're just going to the living room, I have a present for you~" You say softly, "I'm gonna take my hands off but make sure to keep your eyes closed, okay?" Malakai nods and smiles placing his hands over yours while yours slip away.
You make sure he's not looking while you turn away and pull out a rather large present, the gift being wrapped in the lesbian flag colors - this was requested by Malakai himself, wanting to show support to his moms in any way he can.
Malakai fidgets in his seat, trying not to lower his hands despite it becoming uncomfortable. "Y/n? Are you done yet..?" The boy asks in a small voice.
You smile at his cuteness, watching his feet swing off the couch back and forth. "Yes, kiddo. You can open your eyes now." With swift motions, the blonde rips his hands off his face and gasps at the present you hold in your hands.
"You got me a present!!" He grabs the gift from your hands and places it on his lap, smiling at the wrapping paper and then looking up at you, "Can I open it? Pleaseeee!" He stretches out the word and does puppy dog eyes.
"Yes yes, you can open it." You say with a soft chuckle, sitting beside the boy as he rips open his present without a second thought.
As the wrapping paper falls to the ground, Malakai gasps as the gift is revealed. "YOU GOT ME MR. BUNNY!!" He screams in joy and jumps up from his seat, squeezing the stuffed bunny to his chest and twirling in circles. "THANK YOU, Y/N!! THANK YOU! THANK YOU!" He repeats his thanks a lot before running up to you and jumping on your lap, hugging you with the bunny squished between the both of your bodies.
You kiss his head and hug him back, "You're very welcome, kiddo! I'm glad you like it!" Malakai squeals in your chest and then squeezes the bunny in his grasp, leaning against you and playing with its ears. His soft giggling melting your heart and his bright green eyes shining like stars that make you crave for more.
Malakai looks up at you with a gleeful smile and then looks at your lips, and in a quick motion he pecks them softly. "Thank you.." He says in a happy whisper.
Your lips part in slight shock, "What was that for?"
The boy flushes in embarrassment, "Because I'm thanking you! Momma kisses mommy when she's thanking her..." He notices your bewildered expression, "Did I do something wrong...?" His lip wobbles in fear and sadness, not wanting to have made you upset.
You shake your head and kiss his nose, "No, no... you did nothing wrong." You keep it at that, too tired to explain that kisses are for lovers, plus he was just too cute and too innocent. You saw no harm in his little kisses, they were just kisses, it's not like you were taking advantage of him...
Malakai smiles widely and kisses you again, "I like kisses. They feel nice!" You chuckle and kiss the side of his lips, a soft smile with a hint of possession resting on your own. "Hey! That's not my lips, silly!" He giggles and points to his lips, "My lips are right here, not there!"
You can't help but chuckle at his innocence, "Right right, I missed." And then both of your lips attach. With your lips being much bigger than his, he opens his mouth so his lips can meet with yours.
Your hands wrap around his small waist and pull him closer onto your lap. He melts in your embrace, not knowing just how wrong this is, and wraps his arms around your neck. He giggles in his throat when your hands brush the skin of his lower back.
All of this, despite the horrible nature of it, has been getting you heated. You've kept it well under control for years, but this was pushing too far. His body felt so good against yours, his plump butt rubbing against your soft cock and his lips being devoured by yours. It felt so good, but it was so very wrong. And yet, you just couldn't stop. You needed more, so much more.
The boy breaks the kiss to catch his breath, his face red and his eyes glassy at the euphoria. "Kissing feels really... really good." He says through soft exhales.
You capture him in another kiss, slipping your tongue in his mouth. Malakai squeaks and breaks the kiss almost instantly, but you quickly kiss him again, not letting him go. He shifts uncomfortably in your laps but slowly relaxes, he realizes the tongue was on purpose and eventually tries to mimic you. His tongue touches yours timidly and you twirl yours around his, deepening the kiss. He gasps and shudder in your embrace, he feels this is a little different than it was in the beginning, but he comes to like these new sensations.
You roll your hips against his butt and he squeaks. Breaking the kiss, you admire his flushed face and watery eyes. "Is this okay?" Your voice is gentle and warm, making the latter feel safe in your arms.
"You.. something is poking me... on my butt.." He says, lifting his body up a bit to look down and find the culprit. His eyes land on your very hard bulge in your pants and he pokes it. "There's something in your pants... take it out, it feels weird." His eyes roam to his own crotch and he gasps, "Wait, there's something in my pants too." He pokes his own while you just watch with a sly smile. "Ah.. It feels weird.."
"Baby, that's called an erection. It's what happens when you really really like something." The little boy looks up at you, tilting his head in confusion.
"What do you mean? What's an erect...on?" You smile and lift him up, sliding off his trousers and underwear till he's bare. His shirt flopping to the ground with the rest of his clothes. He doesn't seem to mind, to focused on learning what an erection is. "Ah? My penis! It's pointing up!"
Your fingers rub the tip of his erection softly, "That's an erection. Your penis gets hard and you need to do something special to get rid of it. Does it feel weird?" You play with his foreskin, pulling it back and letting his tip hit the air.
The blond boy makes a squeaking noise as you play with him, "It feels really weird... how do I get rid of it?" He asks and then whimpers when you rub his erect tip.
A horrible idea comes to mind. Your needs having taken over and clouded your mind with lust and possession, "You see, when you have an erection.. the only way to get rid of it is sex with your babysitter. In this case, it's me."
The boy looks up at you, his eyes watery and needy, "Why only you? And what's sex?" He bites his lip and clings to your shirt as you continue to play with his hard on.
"It has to be me only, or else it won't work. Your moms can't do it because they're your moms. But I can do it because I'm the only one that can." Malakai seems to not understand but he still nods, "You see, I help all the little boys when they have these problems. And now it's your turn! Don't worry, I know what I'm doing. Just don't tell anyone, people shame little boys who tattle on their babysitter." You remove your hand and his whines, "If you tattle, I won't be able to fix this and then people will think you're weird and gross for having an erection."
Malakai frowns, "I don't want to be weird and gross..."
You smile and kiss his lips softly, "You aren't. With me, you're never weird or gross. I'll help you get rid of it." You pause to kiss his lips again, "And to answer your other question, sex is what we do to get rid of erections. It's hard to explain.. so just let me show you." You lift him off your lap and set him beside you. Slowly you take off your shirt and then pull of your pants, leaving you in just your boxers. "We both have to be naked..." The boxers are torn off your body and fall in the clothing pile, "And we both have to have erections. Okay?"
Malakai eyes your wood and reaches a hand out, his small fingers touch your thick cock gently as if it's precious. "You're so big...." He touches your tip in mimicked motions from what you did to him, "And what now?" He looks up at you with those green doe eyes that makes you nearly take him right then and there. Instead you just lay him on his back and hover over him.
"And now... we prepare you." Seeing as there's not really any lube or lotion nearby, you use your saliva and coat your fingers till they're drenched. "This will feel a little weird, okay? Just tell me if you need to take a break or if it hurts but I'll do my best to make it painless."
The blond's eyes widen at those words, "It could hurt? I don't want to hurt..."
"Shh, baby. It will feel good, I promise." And with that, you slip a finger into his virgin hole. He gasps and clings to your arms, his eyes squeezed shut. "Relax your body, baby. It will hurt if you don't relax." He shudders and tears escape his eyes, your wipe them with your free hand and kiss his cheeks dry, "Relax, baby." You whisper, not moving your finger until he listens.
"I'm trying.." He's breath shudders and he shivers slightly at your intrusion. "I'm relaxing..." He took deep breaths through his nose and held them for several seconds before letting them go again. Slowly, his hole loosens up and you begin to move it in and out, "Ah... am.. am I doing okay?"
With a smile, you nod, "You're doing so good, baby. So good for me." You kiss his shoulder and caress his head, kissing up his neck until you reach his lips. "How are you feeling?"
His gasps begin to change to those from pain to pleasure, "It feels... good." His eyes close again as he focuses on the pleasure he feels rippling through his body. "Feels really good.." He mutters again, soft moans escaping his lips.
A second finger slips itself inside the boy's tight hole and he tenses, "Such a good boy." You praise, hoping the words sooth his fears.
"I'm a good boy..." Malakai mutters to himself with a soft smile and strangled gasps, "Keep calling me a good boy... please.." He eyes look into yours in lust and want.
You almost combust at his expression, it was so lewd... so naughty... you wanted to see more. "That's right, you're such a good boy. Such a pretty boy too, so pretty." By now, you've thrust three fingers in his hole. Moans and pleads for more erupt from the boy's mouth as if it were scripture.
His hips jerked and twitched reflexively with every push of your fingers, and he whimpered and moaned softly with each thrust. "More... mmnhg.. more.. please, more.. hhng.." His body rocks against your fingers until you suddenly pull them out. "What are y.." A loud gasp interrupts his sentence as you replace your fingers with your thick shaft, "Aanhhg~!" Tears spill out of his eyes as his hole adjusts to your size, his legs shaking and his breathing erratic. "Y/n.."
You silence his moans by kissing his lips, your hips moving your cock in and out of his hole. Malakai's stomach bulges when you push fully inside and his eyes nearly roll into the back of his head, "You look so pretty, baby. You're doing so well for me." You moan softly in his ear as you quicken your thrusts, his body rocking with you. "Tell me when you feel like you're going to cum, okay?"
The boy mutters incoherently, unable to form sentences. His breathing was quick and shallow, his hips bucking up weakly against yours with every thrust. You figure you know what he's trying to say, "Cumming is like peeing, but it's white. It will.. mmngh.. kind of feel like peeing."
Malakai clings to the cushions below him, his body feel as if it's on fire. These feelings were something he's never experienced before, it made him feel so dirty. Your veiny cock felt so good rolling in and out of him. He's surprised he hasn't split open from how massive your cock was, especially with how much it's bulging through his stomach.
In and out, in and out. You cock pounds into the child roughly, skin slapping and fluids squelching. It sounded so weird to Malakai. So weird, yet so perfect. He wanted more, he needed more. But his body can only take so much.
So you push him to his limit. With your free hand, you tease and squeeze his nipple resulting in sharp gasps and whines. "Y/n..~ Nygg! Agnh.. Mmnrph..." It felts so good, who knew his nipples could bring him such feelings. "Sex..! I.. agh~ I love sex!" The boy manages through gasps.
"Good boy, my sweet Malakai. You're doing so well, so good for daddy." His body shakes and shivers in pleasure, your cock hitting his prostate dead on with each thrust.
You continue to kiss off the tears that fall down the little boy's face. His moans are sharp and high pitched, almost like screams but not nearly as loud. He looks like he's trying to talk but his voice betrays him, instead broken moans come out instead. "C..cu..cumngh~"
You figured as much. The boy being a virgin and all, of course he'd not be able to hold for long. "Go on, baby. Cum for me." You say huskily, snapping your hips deep into his prostate and watching as he comes undone beneath you. His eyes have gone to the back of his head, drool spilling out of his mouth and his whole body shaking in pleasure. It was so dirty... so... beautiful.
Malakai's seed erupts from his penis and shoots in small spurts onto his abdomen. But you don't stop, you continue abusing his kiddo cunt wildly. Your cock digging deep into his body and bringing forth unimaginable pleasure to the boy beneath you. The heat between your body's has developed sweat and the scent of sex has filled the room.
Minutes pass by quickly, the both of you lost in the world of euphoria. Malakai had came thrice, you having not even met your first - but that was on purpose. You craved his pleasure, your own being fueled by each moan from his mouth and orgasm he endures. It was addictive.
The couch would definitely need deep cleaned later. Hell, the whole room would need to be washed out by scented candles if you wanted this to be kept a secret. But maybe not today. Maybe not next week, but someday before his mothers get home next month. Until then, you promise yourself to fuck his little kiddo pussy till you're physically unable to ruin him anymore