Mrs. Anderson greeted me at the door wearing just a towel. Her huge boobs spilling over the top.
"Hi Josh. Come in, come in. I have to finish getting ready. I'm so late. Jessie's going to kill me."
"Gee, I hope not, Mrs. Anderson, who would I babysit for?"
I replied.
"Ha ha Mr. Funnyman," she said poking me in the ribs. I jumped back and gasped.
"Oh, is someone ticklish? Don't worry, I'm just joshing you," She joked, poking me in the ribs again. I laughed.
"Very," I replied, reaching out to grab her hand as she tried to poke me for a third time, however at the same time her towel slipped off her and she reached down to grab it, my hand accidentally grabbed her breast.
"Hey, you're here to babysit, nothing more," she said in mock sternness.
"Oh, my God, I'm so sorry, Mrs. Anderson. I did not mean to do that," I stammered, turning beet red.
"Then do you mind letting go?" She asked, looking down.
I followed her gaze and realized I was still holding her breast.
I promptly let go, but couldn't help watching as it bounced.
"Well, at least I know you're not gay," she said, looking at my crotch.
I looked down at my cock trying to burst through my jeans. I turned ever more red, if that was possible.
"The kids are outside playing. Why don't you go to the bathroom and calm down before you join them," she said, reaching out and patting my crotch a couple of times.
With that she turned and started walking down the hall to her bedroom, not bothering to cover up with the towel.
"Mrs. Anderson, I really am sorry."
"Josh, you've seen me naked and touched my breast, I think we can be on a first name bases now. Call me Amber," she called over her shoulder.
I know there aren't that many guys who babysit, especially while in college, but I had know this family a long time. Well, I've known Mrs. Anderson, a/k/a Amber for years, but not her 2nd husband Mike. He was older and traveled a lot. He was gone now. Amber's first husband died when the kids were pretty young, then she met Mike, he was divorced and his kids were older. His daughter, Carley and I had some of the same classes. I knew of her, but didn't really know her. Different circles. I was more bookish, she was more popular.
Anyway, babysitting was great, the money was good, also after the kids went to bed I could study. Plus I thought it'd be good practice for when I had kids someday. You know, if I met someone like Amber. All I needed was a few billion dollars, a masters degree from an ivy league school, and the looks of George Clooney. All of which Mike had, I on the other hand possessed none of these things. But I had personality and personality goes a long way - at least according to Samuel L. Jackson in Pulp Fiction.
After wearing the kids out from playing outside, part of the time I was their captive and they tied me up to the jungle gym outside. When we came in I casually dropped the ropes by the couch and forgot about them. Then I gave them a bath, fed them, put them to bed and read them a story.
After studying, I must have nodded off, because I woke up to the front door being opened.
"Owe! Damn, Carley that hurt!"
"Ha! That's what you get bitch!"
"Would you two keep it down, you're going to wake up Carley's brother and sister."
"Trust me, those two could sleep through a tornado," Carley said.
"Hey, if your step mom isn't home, who's watching the munchkins?"
"Probably that creepy weirdo, Josh," Carley said.
"Ewww, you mean that guy in your English class?" One of her friends asked.
Creepy weirdo? I mean I know we're not exactly friends, but creepy weirdo, really? I decided to teach these haughty girls a lesson. I hid behind the couch and waited. As soon as they sat down I jumped out and yelled, "Boo!"
"Shit!" Faith said and jumped off the couch like she'd been poked with a cattle prod.
"Oh my God!" Said Lexi, covering her head and ducking in the couch.
"Josh! What the fuck?!" Carley asked, grabbing her heart. "I think I just peed a little bit."
"Ewww," Lexi and Faith said simultaneously, looking at her crotch.
"Stop looking at my crotch. I said I think and only a litrle."
"Well go check, I think I smell it," Faith said.
"Ewwww!" Lexi said.
I burst out laughing. Then got up and started walking away.
"Hey, where do you think you're going?" Carley asked me.
"Some of us actually use the bathroom to pee," I replied, laughing again.
Faith and Lexi snickered at this remark.
When I got back the girls were trying to hide behind the couch to jump out at me, but I easily spotted them. I went to the other side and snuck up behind them, scaring them again.
"I told you that wouldn't work," Lexi said.
"Plan B?" Carley asked. The other two nodded. Then Faith said, "Get him!"
Before I knew it, all three were on me, pulling off my clothes.
"Hey, what are you doing?"
"Oh, your punishment for scaring us, twice, is we're going to strip you and tie you up with these ropes we found convenient by the couch, until my step mom comes home," Carley said.
Before I knew it I was naked and tied up good. These girls either had experience in removing men's clothes, were highly motivated or both. Probably both.
"That's it?" Lexi asked.
"Well, we can't beat the shit out of him, although I'd like to," Carley replied.
"We could tickle him," Faith suggested.
"Yeah!" The other two said.
"No!" I said before I could stop myself.
"Awww, is little Joshy washy ticklish?" Carley asked digging her finger under my armpit.
"Aaaaa!" I screamed writhing on the floor.
Carley sat behind my head and dug into my arm pits.
Faith sat on my chest and tickled my side's and stomach.
Lexi was at my feet, but they weren't very ticklish. "Hey, no fair. His feet aren't ticklish," she pouted.
"Try the back of his knees," Rosey suggested.
That did it. I couldn't get away from thirty fingers tickling me. My face was red and it was getting hard to breathe.
Carley must have noticed, because she called time out.
"Oh my God! Look," Faith said pointing to my crotch.
My cock was rock hard.
"Fuck Josh, if I'd known you were that big I wouldn't have called you names," Carley said.
My cock is actually about average size, but really thick, especially the head.
"Come on girls I have an idea," Carley said jumping up.
"I'll just wait here," I retorted. This got me a laugh from Lexi and Faith.
"Really?" Carley asked.
"It was funny," Lexi and Faith said simultaneously again.
A few minutes later they came back. They had a basket and I had a sinking feeling, this was about to get a lot worse.
And I was right. The girls tickled my cock with everything from a feather duster to makeup brushes to an electric toothbrush. My cock twitched and jumped. The girls thought this was the funniest thing ever. My balls and asshole were tickled and played with too. Soon precome was leaking out of my cock.
"Ewww!" Lexi said pointing it out to the others.
"What it's just precome," Carley replied, then wiped the head of my cock, so the precome was on her finger. She acted like she was going to taste it, then shoved her finger in Lexi's open mouth.
"Carley! Come on, I don't know where that fingers been."
"On Josh's cock," she said laughing.
"I meant before that," Lexi said.
"Oh, my asshole."
"Knowing you, I wouldn't doubt it."
"How does it taste?" Faith asked.
"Pretty good actually."
Carley stuck her finger in her own mouth. "Yep, real good. Want some?" She asked holding out her finger towards Faith.
"I'll get it myself," Faith said, then bent down and took Josh's cock in her mouth.
"Hey, what's going on?" Carley asked. "We are supposed to be punishing him for scaring us. Now we're eating his come and sucking his cock."
"Well, I'm sure he knows how to use this cock, let's see if he knows how to use his tongue...on our assholes," Faith said.
In no time all 3 girls were naked and Carley was sitting on Josh's face with his tongue in her ass.
Well, this isn't what I thought would happen when I decided to scare three 19 year olds, but I'm not going to complain.
"You two play with his balls and asshole while I suck his cock. We'll give him a set of blue balls like he's never had before," Carley ordered.
Faith and Lexi complied laughing. Every five minutes they would switch.
