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Filename: nightsit.txt
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story_codes: FF/g, oral, cons, vampires

story_intro: Fran is a widowed mother holding a job, going to school, and trying to raise her three year-old daughter, Tabitha. On Halloween, Fran's in a jam when the sitter cancels and she has to miss class. But a couple of friendly neighbors kindly offer to watch the little girl after her Trick-or-Treating is done. After the grateful mother leaves her daughter in their care and they proceed to enjoy some tricks with their cute little treat.

story_language: English




Night Sitters

Written by madvlad


	Fran was grateful for her new neighbors, who always knew what she needed. When Fran's husband was killed by a roadside bomb in Afghanistan, the petite blonde was left with a one year-old daughter and a very small survivor's benefit package from the Army. 
She had been attending school, but she stopped and went to work full time to support her and her daughter, Tabitha.

	Nearly two years later, she had decided to go back to school for her CPA license one class at a time in the evening. One of her firm's clients, a custom antique search and acquisition company run by two women, had taken an interest in her after she had done some extensive work to legally decrease their import taxes and tariff fees.

	Fran guessed that Elizabeth and Marie were about her age - late twenties - but they seemed so much older in a refined yet worldlier way. When Fran had mentioned that she was thinking of returning to school, the pair was insistent that she do so. But Fran had rent to pay and did not want to move to a place in a rundown neighborhood as she was concerned about safety.

	"Are you familiar with the Linden Apartments, just two blocks from here?" Elizabeth asked on day as they were in Fran's office.

	"I get off the bus right there," Fran replied. "It looks fabulous, but unless you can convince Mr. Henry to give me a 1000% percent raise, I think it's out of my price range."

	"You mean you can't afford zero a month with utilities covered?" Marie asked as she cocked her head.

	"What?"

	"We own several apartments there, along with our own," Elizabeth explained. "It's a good way to control what kind of neighbors we get. Just because someone has the money, it doesn't make them someone you'd want near your home."

	"If you move into to one of our vacant apartments, there are advantages for all of us," Marie continued. "The place will be tended to, which is one less burden on us, and you will have a comfortable place for your and your daughter along with money to spare for school."

	It took Fran a minute to come up with something to say.

	"I couldn't take advantage of you like that," she protested.

	"Yes you can, we insist," Marie said. "Elizabeth and I didn't get where we are without help. Someone saw potential in us and provided what we needed to get us here. The least we can do is to carry that pledge forward to others."

	"Then I accept," Fran replied, her head still spinning.

	"You drive a hard bargain," Elizabeth said with a theatrical sigh, making everyone chuckle.

	Marie pointed to the small photo on Fran's desk.

	"And we'll finally get to meet that little girl who we've only seen growing up in pictures. How old is Tabitha now?"

	"She just turned three and is quite a little lady," Fran said proudly.

	The next few weeks were a blur of moving and class registration. Fran barely saw Elizabeth or Marie as she was getting her and her daughter settled in. The office building where she worked had a top-notch day care center that she had been waiting to get Tabitha into for almost two years, but the waiting list was long. Without warning, she had received a call from the center just before she moved letting her know that they were ready to accept Tabitha.

	From the few conversations she had in her spare time with other tenants in "The Linden", as it was known, the residents there were either younger people like herself trying to move up in the world or wealthy people who sponsored them to stay in the luxury dwellings.

	"It's kind of weird, at first," Rosa, another young woman, said as she and her six year-old son joined Fran and Tabitha in the elevator one morning. "But Mr. Roberson, the man who arranged for me to be here, has never tried to come on to me or anything like that. So if I ever get that rich, I'm gonna help others that way too."

	Fran had wondered about the relationship between Elizabeth and Marie who were both business partners and roommates. If they were lesbians (not that she cared either way), they hadn't shown any interest in her that could be construed as sexual.

	When Fran started taking classes, she arranged for a babysitter through a service to watch Tabitha in the apartment. Everything was working well until one afternoon when the sitting service called and said her sitter had taken ill and they were having difficulty finding a last-minute replacement.

	"We're terribly sorry, Mrs. Corrigan," the woman at the service said. "Our girls love watching Tabitha. I'd take the job myself but I'm already booked for someone else."

	"I understand and I do appreciate you trying," Fran said before she hung up.

	"Problems?" asked Elizabeth as she and Marie sat patiently in Fran's office.

	"The sitter canceled and they can't find another one. It's Halloween tonight and I imagine everyone is at a party. I'll just call my professor and tell him I have to play hooky tonight."

	"We can watch her," Marie offered. "After all, we've never actually met her in person yet."

	"Oh no," Fran protested. "I'm sure you have plans tonight."

	"We're a little old for trick-or-treat," Elizabeth said. "And it's a weeknight, which means tomorrow morning is a work day. We save our partying for the weekend and outperform our hung-over competition during the week."

	Fran thought for a moment and then nodded.

	"I'm going to take Tabitha trick-or-treating in the building this evening. Could I drop her off at the end around seven?"

	"We'll save her some candy," Marie smirked.

	It was a few minutes before seven when Elizabeth answered the knock on the door.

	"Trick or treat," Fran joked as she stood outside the doorway.

	"Meow" came a small voice that made Elizabeth look lower.

	A little girl dressed as a black cat stood next to Fran. Elizabeth smiled and squatted down so she could be close the child's eye level.

	"You must be Tabitha," the woman said.

	"Meow," confirmed the toddler with an added nod.

	Tabitha had honey blonde hair that reached her shoulders. Her blue eyes had a touch of gray in them that made her seem wiser than her three short years. As she took in every detail of the child's face in person for the first time, Elizabeth was very taken with Tabitha's finely sculpted mouth - so exquisite for one so young.

	Tabitha wore a set of cat's ears in her hair and had whiskers painted on her cheeks along with a black dot on the end of her cute little nose. She was clad in a black leotard and matching tights. It was a perfect outfit to display the girl's body.

	Elizabeth's eyes quickly roved from the flawless skin of Tabitha's neck and the small bit of exposed upper chest down over her gently curving belly and to the tiny, all-important bulge tucked between her thighs. Her little legs were nice and sturdy beneath the taut material covering them.

	"I've got a tail," Tabitha announced as she turned around to show Elizabeth the black cord that had been pinned to the leotard.

	Both women laughed as Tabitha shook her little bottom to make the tail move. Elizabeth felt a familiar hunger as she watched the three year-old's ass bounce inside her tight outfit.

	Fran handed Elizabeth a bag with some toys and pajamas along with some of the girl's favorite snacks. After eliciting a promise from Tabitha that she would be a good girl, she hugged her daughter and left.

	As Elizabeth led Tabitha into the living room, Marie came out from her office. Tabitha greeted the woman with another meow and Marie was instantly smitten.

	"My, what a cute little pussy!" she exclaimed, much to Tabitha's delight. "And her ass is pretty damn good, too," she whispered to Elizabeth.

	The sun was soon completely down, allowing the women's senses to sharpen. They always though the myth that their kind would incinerate upon contact with the sun was hilarious - and useful back during more superstitious ages. In reality, the sun only dulled their preternatural powers but posed no mortal threat to them.

	Now, as Tabitha played blissfully in their presence, they could sense each drop of the child's life blood coursing through her body. Beneath the fragrances of baby shampoo and soap, they could smell the truer and headier essence of their tiny prey. For the time being, they were content to let the little girl become comfortable in their presence.

	When Tabitha announced that she had to use the potty, they had their chance. There was no way the little girl could do her business without pulling both her leotard and tights down, which would leave her almost completely undressed. Marie simplified this by completely removing the costume. As Tabitha skipped off to the bathroom, the women admired the way her little rump bobbed.

	When Tabitha returned, she went back to a toy horse she had been playing with. At her age, the child was still completely at ease with being nude. But Elizabeth and Marie had another game to play instead.

	"Tabitha, why don't we do more trick-or-treating?" Elizabeth asked.

	"Okay," the little girl replied.

	When Tabitha turned to retrieve her discarded costume, Marie picked her up and brought her to the couch. She laid the little girl across her lap while Elizabeth knelt beside them.

	"You don't need a costume for this kind of trick-or-treating," Elizabeth said as she spread Tabitha's legs apart. "I'll do the trick and you'll give me a treat."

	With the child's legs open, her plump little cuntlet was ready to be plucked. Elizabeth caressed the satiny thighs for a moment before seizing the hairless mound in her mouth. Tabitha squirmed as her toddler pussy was sucked and licked. When the woman's tongue probed into her virgin sex, the tyke cooed in pleasure at this fun new game.

	Elizabeth knew exactly how to orally caress the tiny sex - she had centuries of experience. The little clit was sucked and nipped and the maidenhead was teased with Elizabeth's hungry tongue. Soon, the wetness was trickling from the tot's innocent tunnel and Tabitha moaned and writhed in Marie's lap.

	Marie fondled Tabitha's chest, tweaking the nipples while watching her lover loudly slurp and drink the little girl's sugary nectar. Tabitha's moans turned into keening whines as the fire in her baby twat grew. She looked up at Marie with pleading eyes, begging to know what was happening and not wanting it to stop until...

	The child's body convulsed as the first orgasmic wave surged from her pussy. Marie was salivating as she acutely smelled the little girl's heated blood. Elizabeth tongued the girl even harder, careful to preserve the hymen, but guiding the tot to a higher level of climax.

	When she knew Tabitha was at her peak, Elizabeth extended her fangs and plunged them into the bald, chubby flesh of the innocent little cunt. The smooth skin of the toddler's sex resisted for just a moment before snapping open as the fangs punctured it. At that precise moment, Elizabeth slammed the point of her tongue against Tabitha's clit.

	The child wailed as the bite made her climax rocket to an even more intense and prolonged cycle. Elizabeth feasted on the heady cocktail of the three year-old's sex juice and the innocent blood now infused with endorphins created by the immature orgasm. As Tabitha's cum crested and began to finally taper off, Elizabeth reduced the force of her oral work and withdrew her fangs from the baby pussy.

	After pricking her tongue with one fang, Elizabeth licked the two small wounds on Tabitha's quim. The woman's blood instantly sealed the punctures, leaving no trace of the seductive violation that she had just committed. As she looked up into the child's face, her eyes glowed red and she spoke.

	"There will be some things you will not remember tonight, child."

	Tabitha calmly dropped her head back into Marie's lap. Marie stroked the tot's silky hair for a while before handing her off to Elizabeth who positioned her across her lap. Marie knelt and fingered Tabitha's hairless twat before taking the succulent morsel in her mouth.

	Two hours later, Elizabeth gingerly handed Fran her sleeping daughter. Tabitha's face had been washed of all cat make-up and she was snugly dressed in soft, footie pajamas.

	"How was she?" Fran whispered.

	"Just perfect," Elizabeth answered.

	"We thoroughly enjoyed her," Marie added. "In fact, we'd be happy to watch her from now on while you're taking evening classes. Occasionally, we'll be out of town but we'll know in advance so you can arrange a sitter."

	Fran was very thankful that her daughter would be so well taken care of.

	As she turned to leave, Tabitha lifted her head from her mother's shoulder and blinked sleepily.

	"Mommy, we played lots of games," the child said.

	"Would you like to come back again, Sweetie?" Fran asked.

	"Uh huh."

	The following week, the woman known as Stephanie Galloway sat in the living room with Marie. She was quite pleased with Marie and Elizabeth, the protgs whom she had turned to their existence hundreds of years ago. When they were together, both of the younger women called their mistress by her original name of Sephora. It was a name that was millennia old, although its owner appeared no older than thirty.

	Elizabeth came in cradling Tabitha in her arms. The child's naked body gleamed in the dim light as she was presented to Sephora. Unafraid, Tabitha giggled and kicked her legs when Sephora tickled her tummy.

	"You are a juicy little thing, aren't you?" Sephora chuckled.

	"Juicy!" Tabitha agreed.

	A few long, sensuous licks of the girl's hairless cunny confirmed this for Sephora. Tabitha's whimpers and moans were like the erotic chamber music the three women had grown to love in Vienna during a bygone era. With a crescent moon illuminating the room, Elizabeth and Marie watched with glowing eyes as Sephora worked her mouth between the toddler's legs and began to feed.

	


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