Babysitting Karen -by TheCamel - Sex Stories

Babysitting Karen -by TheCamel

My wife and I were babysitting Karen; the daughter of the wife's b*****r. Things were pretty normal until they went to the dogs! *** Melissa, my wife and I have been married 15 years and we have an incredible sex life and sex drive. We have tried everything, or so I thought, until my niece came to stay with us for a weekend. Melissa's b*****r and wife had to go away for some business seminar so asked my wife to baby-sit. Karen is 14 and very cute, but very tomboyish, the type that wears jeans and loose fitting shirts all the time and likes to play rough. She arrived on the Friday afternoon and immediately became great friends with our dog Boris. He is a shorthaired Setter and very friendly. He was all over Karen, slobbering his big tongue all over her face. We hardly heard a peep out of the both of them for the rest of the day. They spent it together running around our backyard, wrestling, and chasing each other. Our normal routine is dinner about 6pm, then shower before settling down for an evening in front of the idiotbox. Quite often it is a porno. We have a fairly extensive collection showing all types of sex. With a visitor though we had to settle for the normal boring TV viewing and we told Karen she could choose whatever she wanted. She was happy with that, and went and had her bath ready to settle for the evening. It was when she came out again that the evening turned from boring to exciting. She came out wearing just a white nightshirt with a big teddy bear on the ...

... front. But it showed all her curves, of which there did not seem to be any during the day. The shirt was just see-through enough that you could tell she wasn't wearing a bra or panties. Her tits were the size of small lemons and her nipples were sticking out, not far or big, but obvious. Mel and I were sitting on the couch when she came out. I didn't realise it but I must have been staring pretty intensely, mouth open or something, because in the next moment I copped her elbow straight in the ribs. "Are you okay honey?" she asked sweetly and with a little grin. I smiled back at her, "Never better dear." I replied. "You're hopeless, you know?" "Yes, but can you blame me?" I asked weakly. Melissa just shook her head and looked back at Karen, who hadn't even noticed us. Her attention was elsewhere because Boris had just come into the room. Karen sat on the floor in front of the telly a few feet away from us and with her back to us. Boris took this as a signal for more play time and started trying to lick her face. Karen was trying to fend him off, but without any luck. She gave in and started to wrestle with him, which he loved. Then it happened. Boris managed to knock her over and twist her around, giving me a full view straight up her nightshirt. Because she was so distracted, it was a good long look, showing everything. A beautiful little slit with a little tuft of blonde pubic patch. A nice tight little butt with a light brown bum hole. She looked so good; my cock went to full ...