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You're a senior in school and your parents are shitty people who never cared about you. Really never, so you're looking for a way to earn money. Confused and innocent, you got the ad that you were being paid to be the baby of a couple looking for a baby girl.
Maybe if you hadn't been so ignorant and innocent, maybe if you hadn't choked with excitement at the idea that someone could give you some love, you wouldn't have ended up in that situation.
You got out of class and adjusted your skirt that clung to your body. Your head kept telling you it was a bad idea, but you had seen how well they matched and you figured you just had to pretend to be the daughter of two women. You had seen their profile, they seemed so nice. Society sucked, you thought it was sad that they couldn't adopt or find a way to have their family: why can't the best people have a child always?"
Both redheads seemed so happy together, and you simply wondered what they would ask for: go shopping? watch movies? let them do your hair? Either effect would be enough for you and fill the void your parents had left you with all your life: existing but being shitty to you.
You saw the beautiful house at the end of the block and settled your coat, ringing the doorbell once you were in front of the door.
You always hated the typical teenage skits: always the one who had family problems, was confident, challenged everyone, and had attitude. None of that applied to you, so much so that you were not only segregated at home but also at school. Everywhere you looked, it sucked. And maybe that's why it wasn't so crazy for you to get a foster family even for a little while.
As soon as one of the redheads opened up, you noticed her warm smile. Your skin tingled the moment you walked into the house that smelled of jasmine and home-cooked food. "I'm sorry to receive you alone, little one. My wife is finishing some things, I already called her" you asked permission as you entered and drew a slightly shy smile. "You're pretty. Would you like some water?" you nodded toward her and sat down as she instructed. She poured water into a glass that was already positioned and held out the tray with chocolate chip cookies for you. You took a cookie and took a sip of the water, setting it down on the table.
The house was sophisticated, and you sensed that there were no economic problems there.
"Here I am, sorry I'm late" your eyes went up to a redhead coming down the stairs wearing black legging and a t-shirt. Unlike her other partner, who was wearing jeans. She smiled at you and you noticed the perfection of her nose. "So we finally meet" you waved your hand shyly.
"She's shy" smiled the one who had greeted you, sitting down on the couch in front of where you were. His wife who had just come down sat next to him. They both looked excited, and you just couldn't help but smile.
"But she has a nice smile too" Natasha assured. "So, little girl, how old are you?"
"Sixteen" you whispered. Wanda and Natasha looked at each other mutually, you caught their surprise.
"Oh, we thought you were a little older, honey" Wanda's voice was so calm and vibrant.
“Well, actually, you look like a big girl. You don't look sixteen”
“Oh, thank you”
Natasha frowned sideways "So what made you make this decision?"
You swallowed hard but felt restrained. Maybe because of the tone, the place, or everything. "I-I really don't have anything. I need money to get out of the house."
"Bad childhood?" asked Wanda shaking her head slightly.
"Very bad. And now I just want to get away from their drugs, alcohol, and all their shit. I want something healthy, I want a fresh start."
Natasha went to speak, but Wanda put her hand in her wife's lap speaking first. Noticing how there was something that didn't match "Wait, wait, what are you looking for, honey?" at no time did she mean to be rude, but that question tinged your cheeks and you saw Natasha's expression confused.
"I- I read that they were looking for a big girl to be and-" you watched as Natasha opened her mouth, nodding. Both women looked at each other, understood.
"I'm sorry, honey" Natasha spoke, shifting her gaze to pity "I think you got confused."
"What do you mean?" you asked somewhat humiliated.
"It's just that... I think you've misunderstood. We're sorry we can't help you"
"What didn't I understand?" Wanda looked at Natasha warningly and then looked at her with pity.
"It's just that, honey... we are looking for a baby... in a sexual sense" that hit you hard on the cheeks and you felt your face burn. "Do you know what that is?" Natasha looked at Wanda and then at you. You shook your head. "Oh well, we take care of a little girl, we give her love, affection, and things, like money, in exchange for her doing everything we ask" you saw her insistent look to know if you understood, and you did. You really did and you felt stupid.
"Oh" your mind took away the mental picture of the situation. You looked at the place. No, you were stupid for even considering it. You were shit, you even had a clue about sex at all. You'd never even had your first kiss. You'd never even imagined having sex with a woman. Much less two women. You stirred and remembered the four figures that were closer to five than three, every month. It would give you enough for rent and schooling. Maybe even for a while.
"Leave me a moment" Natasha stood up and took her wife's hand. He led her into the kitchen "What the fuck are you doing, honey?"
Wanda smiled slightly "She's fucking cute, Nat. She knocked on our door like a lost puppy. We can help her."
"Fuck an underage girl?"
"Did you see how she thinks about it?" Wanda toward the living room and bit her lip "Honey, look at her skirt and how she's blushing. Possibly she's never even had sex" Wanda watched Natasha with her eyes on the teenager, her gaze lowered and thought. "Maybe we can make a mutual agreement" Natasha caught her wife's eyes and moved to her lips.
"You're crazy" she whispered brushing her lips.
"I think if we can have our little one" whispered Wanda "We just have to start being gentle, show her what we can do, and how, teach her and then we'll have her to ourselves just the way we want her. If she had a difficult childhood, with a little love it's easy to corrupt her."
"I'm not convinced" Nat whispered.
"Then let momma help you with that."
Natasha watched as his wife approached, kneeling down and leaning against the couch where you were. Natasha sat on the couch, watching her wife coax the teenager knowing she was going to get what she wanted, as she always did. And she had to admit, seeing you so introverted did stir her hormones just imagining it. "Are you okay, honey?" asked Wanda, taking your hands. You nodded, totally heated and nervous. Wanda nodded "I'm sorry to disappoint you, honey."
"What-what would a baby girl do?" the question rolled off your tongue and you watched as Wanda took it in stride.
"Well, a baby girl should accept our love, our affection, and cuddles. We want our baby girl to be good, to listen to us too, but we don't want to be too demanding. Well, we would make her feel very loved by fucking her gently. We would make her love herself. It would be showing her a new world, and in exchange for her time, give her her money."
"I-I might" you stirred, feeling a slight pressure from Wanda's fingertips on your hands, but she wasn't really applying any pressure.
"Would you like that?" you nodded, swallowing saliva. Wanda lifted her other hand and ran a lock of hair "Nat and I could give you a place to stay with us whenever your house is really torturing you. Anytime" she wrinkled her nose slightly making a comfortable smile.
"I- I really don't know anything" you stammered.
"Well, we could help you if you really want that. If you want some love and to feel good, well you just have to agree and we'll help you" you nodded.
"I- I've even had my first kiss" you were so focused on the sight of Wanda, that you didn't see how Natasha stirred on the couch with a smile, denying and settling her legs somewhat apart. Your wife was great.
Wanda denied, glancing sideways at her wife "That doesn't matter, baby" your skin bristled as she stroked your cheek with a thumb. "We can help you with everything. Including getting your parents off your back upstairs. Make a mutual arrangement. Go out shopping, put on makeup, watch TV, and give each other affection" your throat knotted. "You just have to tell me you really want it" you nodded and Wanda grimaced somewhat amused "No honey, you have to talk".
"I want this" although your words stuttered, Wanda pretended not to hear that. She nodded.
"So, would you answer a few questions for me? Just to get to know each other and see how much we have to help you" you nodded as you swallowed. "You've never had sex or had a first kiss?" you denied, embarrassed at that. She seemed to read your mind "Oh no, honey. You don't have to get upset about it. It's okay." she assured getting up and sitting on the armrest. Her jeans tightened her thighs and you didn't avoid taking your gaze there. "Have you ever had an orgasm?" you stirred, denying.
"Oh shit" Natasha's murmur made you lower your head, and Wanda watched as her wife pulled back, leaning further towards the backrest. Wanda denied and brought her hand to your chin to lift it. You saw her eyes.
"It's okay baby, it's all right" you watched as she reached over and kissed your nose gently. "Some people are just too shy for that stuff" she brought her other hand up and stroked your hair. "Do you want to know something about me to be more confident?" you didn't even know what to ask. So you just denied it. "Well, it will be an honor to make you a nice room for a princess" you went to look down, but her hand on your chin wouldn't let you. You watched as his head moved closer to you, and his lips settled softly on your lips. You didn't move, you didn't do anything because you didn't want to disappoint anyone the first time: you should just do what you were told and then you could not look like such an idiot.
Wanda moved her thumb without separating her lips and pulled down slightly, making you open your mouth. You gave in to that, and her tongue in you made you stir in place, not knowing what to do, but then your tongue collided with hers and her jaw seemed to meet yours. Her other hand caressed your cheek, and then a few seconds later she pulled away. You looked at her, and she smiled slightly.
She was really beautiful, you had no doubt. She wiped away a trace of saliva that had hung from the corner of your lip and stood up, taking your hand. You stood up too and watched as they walked towards Natasha who was sitting, watching the situation without a grimace or expression on her face. You were upset to realize that you had kissed his wife in front of her, but it didn't seem to bother her.
Wanda sat down next to his wife on the couch and left you standing in front of them. "Don't be shy, baby girl" Wanda patted Natasha's right thigh. "Come on, sit with us" you accentuated what she said because it really
didn't seem like a proposition you were going to refuse. Natasha didn't move her other leg to join them, you simply had to sit on one leg.
"I'm sorry" you stammered, lowering your gaze.
"Why are you sorry, pretty girl?" asked Wanda, taking one of your hands.
"Because her skirt played a trick on her" you saw Natasha who was still serious, and you really felt a bit intimidated by her. But you were surprised when she put her hand on your thigh "Easy, baby. You don't have to get upset about anything. If your skirt ran and you sat directly on my leg, it's okay. It's your skirt's fault, not yours" you nodded, but the words didn't comfort you like the words of Wanda, who kept stroking your hand with her thumbs.
But Natasha, she had started caressing your thighs. There was a slight silence.
"What song do you like, little baby? There is a lot of silence" smiled Wanda and you shrugged your shoulders, indifferent. You couldn't really think straight because you felt tension in your legs and you wanted to control any impulse so you wouldn't fuck up.
Wanda took her phone with her other hand and after a few seconds, she put on any lofi style song. You swallowed and Natasha brought her hand towards your hip.
"You'll have to express yourself, sweetie, so we can know what you want and what you don't want. With words. Like a big girl" the words fluttered in your stomach for some reason and you stirred but felt your lips get stuck in your underwear. You saw Natasha's gaze piercing into you as if she wanted to know what you were feeling "Tell mommy what you're feeling."
You nodded "A tingle, in my tummy".
"Oh, that little tummy?" you nodded as Natasha's hand that was on your waist slid down to caress your clothes. "And you only feel that? You just have that feeling?"
"Well," you swallowed "my underwear is attached to me" you whispered slightly low and watched as she nodded.
"That's good. That's really good because it means you want mommy, and mommy wants you to want her very much" you felt the hand on her thigh go up and you just closed your eyes, feeling electricity in your body.
"Umh" you mumbled involuntarily and opened your eyes in realization.
"Okay, express yourself" Natasha assured pressing her thumb into your skin. You felt a movement and watched as Wanda stood up. She reached behind your back, and her hand made you lift your head to see her behind you, standing still. She stroked your cheek.
"You're so pretty, baby. Mommy and I can make you so happy. I promise."
"Really?"
"Of course, we can" she assured and bit her lip "Momma's going to take that t-shirt off you, okay?" your cheeks flushed again, but you nodded. "Speak up, sweetie. Talk so Mommy and I so we can know what you want."
"Yes," you nodded.
"Yes what?" you felt Natasha move her hands higher and higher.
"Yes momma" you closed your eyes at Natasha's pressure and gently moved forward with your hips, feeling something sticky slide with you.
"Oh, the little one already found something she likes" Natasha blurted out looking at Wanda, who stopped her intention to remove the t-shirt.
"You say our little one already liked mommy's leg?" the hands of Natasha circled on your hip and pushed you forward, causing another rubbing and a gasp escaped you, with your eyes closed. Wanda smiled at Natasha, who was biting her lips.
"I think momma should take off our baby's t-shirt already. Let's show her what it's like to have your mommies love you."
You could even talk. "It tickles me," you confessed.
"What tickles you, honey?" Wanda's hands pulled up your t-shirt, leaving you in your bra and you opened your eyes, watching as Natasha pressed her lips together with her teeth.
"My center" you confessed blushing.
Natasha's hand went under your skirt "You say something in your little pussy is tickling?" you nodded, a lump in your throat. "Oh, what a bad pussy. But Mommy can help you.”
"Please," you asked.
Wanda's hands caressed your back and she brought her mouth close to your ear. She nibbled on the lobe and you jerked your head back. "You have to fuck Mommy's leg, honey. You have to move hard" Wanda encouraged and you went to do it "But you have to ask her. Ask mommy if you can fuck her leg."
You looked Natasha in the eyes, who was anxiously awaiting your question, her fingers touching your panties "Can I-can I fuck your leg, Mommy?" you gasped at the thought and the desperation you had.
"Only if you take off that stupid garment that's against your pussy so wet" you swallowed and lowered your hands to your underwear. Aware that Wanda wasn't going to let you move, you moved up your body and pulled down your underwear.
The garment came out a little wet in the middle, and you left it on the sofa, next to Natasha who accompanied it with her eyes. "Now, baby. Take my leg."
You placed your hands on your thighs and pressed your lips together at the pressure you felt in your center. You moved back and forth, and when you did it again, you gasped as you felt something prick inside you. You squealed like a little girl.
"What's wrong, pretty girl?" Wanda spoke and your lips quivered.
"It hurts."
Natasha looked at Wanda "I think your center is swollen."
"Oh honey, that must hurt"
"Is it bad?" you asked looking up, resting your head on Wanda's chest, who denied it.
"No, mommy can help you with that" you looked towards Natasha, who slid her hand back to your middle. You groaned when her thumb ran across your lips, you closed your eyes but screamed when her big toe touched the swollen spot.
"No, it hurts" you remembered the word "Mommy, it hurts".
"I'm going to make it not" he started to move it, and desperation ran through your body.
"It hurts" you whimpered with tears pooling in your eyes.
"Oh, the little girl started to cry" Wanda lifted your chin as you moved back over Natasha's leg, seeking to soothe the pain her thumb was making on your virgin bulge. Wanda's thumbs wiped away the tears "It's all good, mommy is helping with a couple of massages. You keep moving" you felt Natasha's grunt, and you moved harder on her leg as Wanda moved down to your face to kiss your nose, with your head back.
Natasha squeezed with her thumb and you cried out in pain, and your body shook nervously. You felt everything seem to open up, and a quick liquid ran down. You cried and noticed Natasha's face, totally surprised. Wanda stopped kissing you and saw Natasha, who pulled her hand away. She opened her mouth, looking at your wife.
"Sorry, sorry. I didn't- I didn't mean that."
Natasha bit her lip "Oh little one."
Wanda pulled your face back, so you would look at her. "Baby, do you know what you've done? You've shown how good you are to mommy. That's good" Natasha's hands went back to caressing your thighs and you blinked back tears. "What a good girl you are."
Your body was weak, and you still weren't processing all the slimy fluid that could come out of you. You shifted, seeing how Natasha's garment was wet. "Don't look bad, mommy wanted that."
Wanda's hands went down to your bra and you pulled your head back to see her, as she removed it. She lowered her head to look at you and made a slight smile "Look at your pretty little tits" you wanted to look down, somewhat embarrassed. Natasha and Wanda seemed to have big boobs, and to your disadvantage, yours looked barely developed. "Such cute little bumps and your nipples so pink" you whimpered as she ran her fingers over your nipples, squeezing them both and making you let out a little jump.
"Fuck, Wanda. Let's go to the bedroom" Natasha moaned, stirring with you on top of her. You looked up at her.
"Nat, patience" warned Wanda looking at her wife. You felt the woman holding you in her lap grumble at that. "We still don't know if our little girl wants to stay with us."
"Yes," you spoke quickly "Yes I do" you spoke quickly.
Natasha looked at Wanda and you looked down at your quickness. "Oh honey, it's ok, don't be embarrassed" this one caressed your cheek "How about you let your parents know that you will be staying with a friend?"
"They don't really care" you confessed "I've been gone a week and they didn't notice"
"Oh honey, I promise you that you're not going to lack that love here" Wanda whispered as she stood next to you and cupped your face. She gave you a small kiss on the lips and you blushed. "What do you say we go buy you some new clothes to leave at your new house?" your eyes lit up at that word and you saw the smile on Wanda's face who nodded. "Ask mommy if she wants to come with us" you saw Natasha.
"Mommy, do you want to come to get clothes with momma?"
Natasha lowered her hand to your thigh and denied, totally surprised at her wife's persistence and how quickly she achieved her goal "No little one, mommy is going to do other things".
You stayed all afternoon with Wanda, who kept shoving clothes into the hamper. "I don't wear those" you confessed as she grabbed lingerie clothes. She shook her head with a sweet smile "Let's wear it anyway" she winked at you and you blushed. She assured you that you could call her momma out there, that it was fine.
And by the time you came back in the evening with several bags, Wanda led you to a room. It was painted pink and gray, with some plants and a big bed with a couple of stuffed animals. "Do you like it?" asked Wanda laying the bags on the bed.
"Is all this for me?" you saw the desk next to the bed, with a computer on it.
"All for you, my child" Wanda sat on the bed and you saw her. She patted her lap and you walked over, sitting up. She tugged a lock of hair back from your ear. "Have you had a good day?" you nodded, remembering your first kiss and how you had exploded on Nat's leg, but also how you had been treated with love, and how Wanda had spoiled you as your mother had never done.
Not that you hated Natasha, but Wanda was your favorite that day.
You rested your head on Wanda's palm, which caressed your cheeks. She smiled looking into your eyes.
"Mommy will come over later, you can sort out your new clothes and play with your new things while momma goes to cook dinner, okay?" you nodded and she reached down her hand, rubbing your bare thigh. "If you're okay coming to live with us until you're a big girl?"
You nodded with a smile "Yes, momma."
Wanda nodded "Do you like being our baby?"
"Yes, they are very good to me" the redhead ran her hand up to your bottom, caressing gently and your cheeks flushed.
"You were what mommy and I were looking for. You were like an angel fallen from heaven. Mommy and I are going to teach you lots of things, take care of yourself, do you think so?" you nodded and Wanda gently patted your bottom. "Well little girl, I'm going to make dinner."
"Do you want me to help you?"
"No honey, play with your stuff" you stirred in your bed, and for some reason, you still couldn't figure out what that tingly feeling between your legs was about, but you did know that the women were treating you with a lot of love. For the first time, you were getting your own room, new clothes, cuddles, and even a computer! Wanda had bought you books, you told her you liked them and she insisted that you buy three, and then she would keep buying you more.
Natasha led as Wanda was getting dinner ready "Honey?" she asked removing her jacket as she balanced the box in her hands. Wanda turned with a smile and frowned.
"What have you got there?" she asked.
"Oh well," Natasha soaked her lips "Turns out I wanted to expedite things. It's her stuff" Natasha touched the box "Can you believe these are her only belongings? She even had a room" Wanda reflected sadness, wiping her hands and moving closer to her wife, who kissed her lips.
"Oh, poor child" she complained.
Natasha opened the box and took out a folder "I... Wanda, I had to take precautions. You know, she's a minor" his wife took the folder in confusion, opening it and looking at the adoption papers. "Those men were just happy with a couple of dollars and a couple of pills."
"So we definitely got our baby?" Wanda gave a little amused jump "Oh it's amazing, Nat. Did you realize how lucky we got?"
Natasha stroked her wife's cheek "I know, love, I know. But...we have to talk to her a lot to get her to keep her sweet little mouth shut."
"Leave that to me" Wanda assured, closing the folder. "And you don't push her. She's happy with love. Now we'll eat at the table and watch a movie with her. Then we'll tuck her in. She's realizing how well her body reacts to us. But everything is new. She possibly got more love today than she ever did" Wanda hugged her wife by the hips and clung to her, kissing her lips again.
"So...where's our little girl?"
Wanda whimpered with a giggle "Oh it's so lovely to call her that" she pulled away to go towards the food "She's in her room. Do you want to go upstairs and tell her the news?" Natasha raised her eyebrow and her wife
He dropped his shoulders, somewhat menacingly at her insistence. "Nat, just give her another few days. Tonight at night we talk about how she can't tell anyone how her mommies show her love, tomorrow we walk her to school, go pick her up and then slowly include her in our life."
"As you say" Natasha walked over to open her bottle of wine and poured it into a glass. "Fuck, we have a teenage girl"
"Our, teenage girl" Wanda clarified, pointing at her with the ladle.
You were sitting on your bed, book in your hands totally caught up in the first few pages when your door rings with three sweet knocks. You looked up, seeing Wanda with Natasha, the last one, carrying a box.
"Can we come in, honey?" you nodded to Wanda, closing the book and sitting down. "We wanted to talk to you" Wanda took a seat next to you, and Natasha nodded but stood still as she looked at you in a way that your body passed some electricity. You stirred on the bed, curious at that.
"I've been to your parents" Natasha confessed, and by the look on Wanda's face, you knew she wasn't planning to say it like that "And they agreed to let you live with us. In fact, now you're no longer their daughter, you're ours" Natasha took the papers. "Are you okay with that?" you blinked, stunned at so much information, and saw Natasha's sigh. Who denied "It's horrible that you've been living in that environment. With so little love" Wanda smiled slightly towards her wife. Natasha leaned over and placed a hand on your knee "But you'll be better off here, princess. You have a roof over your head, a room to yourself, everything you need for your classes, food, and love"
"Thank you, Mommy" Natasha's calloused thumb brushed your knee.
"You're welcome, baby. That's what mommy is there for, to protect you" you felt the pressure on your chest and bit your cheek, nodding.
"Let's eat and then watch a movie, shall we?"
You sat down at the table with them. Wanda insisted you talk, and you slowly introduced yourself to them a bit with your personality, as you really were. Three finishing the most exquisite dish you ever tasted in your life, you helped them both clean up, and then Natasha ordered you to go pick out a movie. Sitting on the big couch you did, and when you realized, surrounded by love, you were lying with your head in Natasha's lap, who was frolicking sweetly with your hair, and with Wanda caressing your legs sweetly.
Oh, they were such good mommies.
You even felt tears come to your eyes as they both tucked you in, and you clung to one of the stuffed animals on your vanilla-scented bed.
Could you feel better anywhere?