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6/12/2025, 3:23:46 PM
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>Like a curtain rising to display a mysteriously interesting show to you, the black fabric unveils a tease of the smooth, soft, creamy skin of your babysitter Candy's tummy and lower back...
>Providing just enough for a sliver of her bellybutton for it to be noticeable.
>The way her black top tightly stretches over that soft swell of Candy's chest, and undoubtably presses those soft boobies onto the rest of her body more, sends a tingle up your spine the very instant you notice.
>The mental scenario of you running your curious hands along Candy's sweet smooth skin barges its way into your brain despite your attempts at trying to keep it out.
>How could you hope to resist intrusive thoughts about how her smooth warm skin would feel to the direct touch?
>As another crash of thunder sounds outside merely a couple of seconds after the flash of lightning, part of you wonders if these thoughts are even intrusive at all...
>What if the calls for touching Candy are coming from inside the head?
>Candy lets out a cute groan before resting her arms back down.
>For the remainder of your last half an hour up, you sit in silence even more awkward than before.
>Sensing a stiffening tension inside the front of your underwear...
>Wh-... what is happening down there?
>Starting to feel scared and confused, you're hesitant to assess this right in front of your babysitter Candy, assuming that you'd rather not do stuff with your private area with a girl sitting right there.
>But... why is it... just standing up like that?
>Candy might have noticed you glancing at her in strange ways by now, never mind the fact that she definitely must have noticed you shivering as well.
>You first try to stop yourself from trembling so noticeably, which is surprisingly not easy right now.
>The previous angst that had plagued you has been replaced by that growing fear and confusion, a fusion of emotions you for some reason can't decide if you want to embrace or push away.
>Which in turn makes it get even stronger, especially after Candy resumes interacting with you.
>"I'm glad I don't have to do my homework tonight. You're lucky you haven't had to start taking things like pre-calc yet." Candy says.
>The thing happening inside the front of your underwear only begins to get more intense... it's getting more and more stiff and insistent on trying to stand all the way up like a marble pillar.
>Like a curtain rising to display a mysteriously interesting show to you, the black fabric unveils a tease of the smooth, soft, creamy skin of your babysitter Candy's tummy and lower back...
>Providing just enough for a sliver of her bellybutton for it to be noticeable.
>The way her black top tightly stretches over that soft swell of Candy's chest, and undoubtably presses those soft boobies onto the rest of her body more, sends a tingle up your spine the very instant you notice.
>The mental scenario of you running your curious hands along Candy's sweet smooth skin barges its way into your brain despite your attempts at trying to keep it out.
>How could you hope to resist intrusive thoughts about how her smooth warm skin would feel to the direct touch?
>As another crash of thunder sounds outside merely a couple of seconds after the flash of lightning, part of you wonders if these thoughts are even intrusive at all...
>What if the calls for touching Candy are coming from inside the head?
>Candy lets out a cute groan before resting her arms back down.
>For the remainder of your last half an hour up, you sit in silence even more awkward than before.
>Sensing a stiffening tension inside the front of your underwear...
>Wh-... what is happening down there?
>Starting to feel scared and confused, you're hesitant to assess this right in front of your babysitter Candy, assuming that you'd rather not do stuff with your private area with a girl sitting right there.
>But... why is it... just standing up like that?
>Candy might have noticed you glancing at her in strange ways by now, never mind the fact that she definitely must have noticed you shivering as well.
>You first try to stop yourself from trembling so noticeably, which is surprisingly not easy right now.
>The previous angst that had plagued you has been replaced by that growing fear and confusion, a fusion of emotions you for some reason can't decide if you want to embrace or push away.
>Which in turn makes it get even stronger, especially after Candy resumes interacting with you.
>"I'm glad I don't have to do my homework tonight. You're lucky you haven't had to start taking things like pre-calc yet." Candy says.
>The thing happening inside the front of your underwear only begins to get more intense... it's getting more and more stiff and insistent on trying to stand all the way up like a marble pillar.
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