Author: Dayvid Notellin (
dnt_x-asstr@yahoo.com
)
Title: Too Good To Be True 2
Part: Part 2
Summary: Ted meets his Primary
Contact - and her daughter.
Keywords: MFg(8), Ageplay,
Cons, Inc, Mast, Voy, Exhib, Lez
Date: 06/24/2017
He
wasn't sure what he'd expected, but it sure as hell wasn't this. Ted prepared
his excuse. He must be at the wrong place.
"I'm
sorry miss, I think I have the wrong address," he began.
"No,
no, you right address!" the woman said in an almost comically
stereotypical "Older Asian" manner. "You come in now!" she
commanded, opening the door.
The
house looked, well, it looked suburban to eight decimal places. What the
realtors called a single-family dwelling, probably four bedrooms, double
garage, front yard with lawn slightly overdue for cutting, a few toys scattered
on the grass, etc. etc. etc. The woman too looked about as regular as a tooth
on a comb. Probably mid-thirties, average size for her Asian heritage, dressed
in a blouse and skirt that wouldn't cause comment in a boardroom or a street
market. But as he looked closer, he saw the twinkle in her eye, the slight
up-turning at the corner of her mouth. She was pulling his leg somehow, and
though he didn't get the joke, she didn't seem mean. He went inside.
The
inside was as average as the outside. It wasn't an affluent neighborhood, just
a bit over middle-class. Most of the homes had well-kept yards and pools, were
painted every few years, and so on. The inside was in keeping as well - furniture
well-worn without being shabby, carpet probably less than five years old,
everything relatively clean without being antiseptic. It had a nice, lived-in
quality with a few smudges on the walls, a few items out of place, but still
tidy.
The
door closed behind him, and the woman gestured him toward the living room, so
he went. "You want tea?" she asked in that same accent and manner.
"I make you tea. You drink. You like. Sit!" she commanded in a
clipped, almost harsh tone like something out of a bad 70's movie. He took a
seat on the comfortable-looking sofa, finding it was indeed comfy, then turned
back to her to see her looking like she was trying to keep from exploding with
mirth.
"What?"
he asked, puzzled. His expression was too much for her though, and she burst
out laughing so hard she had to sit down beside him.
The
change was startling. Her stern features, once released with humor, became much
softer, good-natured, even pretty, and her eyes danced as she dabbed the tears.
"I'm sorry Ted. I just love doing that!" Her "accent" had
all but vanished as well, resolving into a low contralto while still retaining
a bit of the exotic to it. As she got herself under control, she explained.
"I do have to put on a bit of window-dressing to keep the neighbors in the
dark, but it's so funny taking it to extremes with white men. Y'all are
so fucking uptight these days, trying to avoid being classed as racist while
still clinging to your stereotypes. It's fun to poke the pig once in a
while."
Ted
relaxed as he realized he'd been had. She was as foreign as George Washington.
He had to grin at her prank though - and she'd been right. One look at her
face, and certain assumptions had been made. "I'm sorry," he began,
then back-tracked. "No, I'm not sorry. You set me up!"
"Very
good!" she said, patting his knee in a friendly, almost overly-familiar
manner. You want a beer or something?" she asked, rising to head to the
kitchen.
"A
soft drink, or ice tea if you have it," he said, feeling he'd better keep
his wits about him. She's already shown herself to be a trickster, and he did
want to make a good first-impression - if hadn't already blown that. He wasn't
sure what all was riding on this interview, but he knew he really wanted to
pass muster.
She
nodded approvingly, heading into the kitchen. He looked around the living room
while she was gone. Something seemed odd, and it took him a minute to get it.
The family pictures showed no father - just the woman and presumably her
daughter.
She
came back in, handing him a tall iced tea and setting a tray with lemon wedges
and sugar on the coffee table before sitting beside him. She had changed in
those few minutes, and he focused on the tea to give his eyes somewhere to be
while he adjusted his thinking. While in the kitchen, she'd "let her hair
down" in more than one way. First, her hair itself was down - long black,
shiny hair reaching mid-way down her back. She'd removed the large round
glasses, giving him a better look at her chocolate brown eyes. He didn't think
she'd had time to change her makeup, but with the glasses out of the way, her
eyes seemed bigger, brighter that before.
She'd
also popped a couple of buttons on her blouse and made some adjustments so that
her figure - which had seemed pretty unremarkable before - now showed some
definite alluring curves. She didn't have a lot of cleavage, but what was there
was enticing, and with the blouse tucked in tighter instead of hanging loose,
her waist was more obvious, curving out to nice hips. Even her butt and legs
seemed somehow more pronounced than before. He shook his head in wonder. He'd
never understood much about what women did to look nice, but he'd seen this
sort of "magic" before. It wasn't so much what they had as what they
did with it. Presentation was key. Before, he'd have passed her on the street
without a glance. Now, he'd have given a second look, at least.
"Up
here buddy," she said, and when his eyes rose (somehow they'd been stuck
on those open buttons despite strict orders to focus on the iced tea), he found
her grinning with good-natured happiness. Apparently she liked the effect her
alterations had had on her. The grin made her mouth seem fuller too.
"Uh,
sorry," he said. "I wasn't expecting..." he trailed off, not
sure how to finish.
"You
saw my 'house mom' look, and didn't realize I was actually kinda cute?"
she asked, clearly fishing for a compliment.
He
gave it to her. "Exactly. I didn't realize what a pretty woman you
are." He grinned back. "You set me up again!"
"Ain't
I just a little th-tinker?" she said, lisping
the word "stinker". It was from a movie, though he didn't recall
which one at the moment. But he did have an idea how this suddenly-playful
woman might like him to respond.
"Yes,
you've been a bad girl. Someone might need a spanking," he grinned and
winked.
"Oh,
you're a bad, bad man," she tittered, then leaned forward to get her own
glass which was sitting in a coaster on the coffee table. It was a calculated
move, giving him a lovely view down her shirt. No bra. Nice breasts, full
nipples. "I do think I'm going to like you!" she said, sitting back
up looking at him with a coy expression. She had good posture. He'd always
appreciated that in women.
"Here's
to liking each other," he said, extending his glass to clink with hers in
a toast. They both sipped. After a moment, he said, "Nice place,"
looking around. It was the polite thing to say.
She
laughed again. "Okay, okay. Enough dancing around the obvious. I'm sure
you have a million questions, so why don't you just fire at will. I've found
that bluntness is often helpful in combatting uncertainty. And I do want you to
relax. You're not on trial here or anything. Your status has already been
decided, or you wouldn't be here. So breathe."
He
breathed. Slowly in, slowly out. It helped. He hadn't realized just how tense
he'd been. But he too was a big fan of bluntness. "So," he began,
"are you... uh..." his certainty vanished. How could he ask this
pretty young woman what he wanted most to know?
"Yes,
I'm a member of KGW," she said simply. Looking him directly in the eye,
she continued, "So is my daughter Kimiko." She gestured to the
pictures on the shelves. "And since you forgot to ask, I'm Yumi. We're of
Japanese descent, but I wouldn't expect you to know that just from the names."
She leaned forward a bit, and Ted focused on not looking down at the added
cleavage. "And before you ask, yes. Kimi is sexually active, and she's
eight years old."
His
eyes must have given his surprise away, because Yumi sat back smiling.
"Your file said your daughter's ten. You're probably still coming to grips
with the fact that she is sexually active. So I won't hold your obvious
shock against you. But just so you know, Kimi and I have been members for over
a year. KGW doesn't accept children based on age so much as on maturity and
attitude. Our youngest-ever member was five, but she was exceptional Typically
we don't accept anyone under seven."
"Why's that?" he couldn't help asking. Then answered
himself. "Oh right, because they're not physically developed enough.
Duh!" he grinned bashfully.
"You're
cute. Wrong, but cute," Yumi said. "Physical development is a factor
of course, but for us it's far more important that the person we're inviting in
has developed some degree of decision-making ability and can think for their self.
It's just rare that anyone under seven has developed that level of emotional
maturity is all. But when they do, we welcome them in. Just as we don't
welcome those in without it - regardless of age. Even at seven it's rare. A
little less rare at eight, and actually becoming more common at nine and
ten." She grinned. "I'm sure you've noticed your daughter is
developing a mind of her own. We're certain that had we not stepped in, she'd
have tripped you and got you in bed in a year or two at the latest anyway. But
now she won't have to go through all the emotional uncertainty, guilt,
second-guessing, and so on. She'll have others to talk with, and I'm fairly
certain you'll be bedding her before she's eleven."
"I
wouldn't!" he said reflexively.
"No?
Too bad. She's a lovely girl. You'd be depriving yourself and her of a very
nice experience. Not to mention it'll probably hurt her feelings. But do tell,
why not?"
"Well
because," he began, then halted. He didn't want to answer with a mindless
reaction. Again. He thought about it. What would be his objection?
"Because she's too small," he finally got out.
"Oh
sure," Yumi said. "Your file said you're very considerate and gentle,
and that's commendable. But... wrong again. A girl her age could handle your
manhood with ease, provided she'd properly prepared." She grinned with
devilish glee. "Even little Kimi, who's not only younger, but much smaller
than Rose due to her heritage, could handle it. I believe the file said you're
a about seven and a half inches long, average girth. I've seen my little Kimi
take larger than that." Her eyes shone with pride - and excitement - as
she continued in a low, whispery voice. "My God Ted, you have no idea how
sexy it is to see such a small child take a man-sized cock!"
Ted
had to look away. The woman's face had flushed, and her nipples were making
obvious points in her blouse, just as he felt he was making an obvious bulge in
his pants at the mere thought. His eyes unfortunately fell on one of the
pictures of the girl. She was small. And damned cute. And she could take
a man's member? He looked away quickly before Yumi could catch him staring. He
fumbled to find something else to talk about.
"So...
uh... KGW huh? What's that stand for?" he asked in desperation.
Yumi
laughed. "Oh Teddy, you're such a sweetheart! Don't worry, I've ready your
profile, and know you better than you probably know yourself. So believe me
when I tell you this. This is a sexually-charged topic, and it's absolutely
normal for you to get aroused. And I've already decided I like you. So if you
find you need some release, you just let me know. I'll be happy to suck you
off, or if you'd rather, we can fuck. Nothing marathon though, as we do have
some things we need to accomplish. Besides," she winked, "if we do
well together, we can fuck all we want later. Fair enough?"
It
was the most straightforward proposition he'd ever heard, and his eyes took in
her full, softy lips before dropping to her chest once again - which she'd
arched her back to accentuate for his viewing pleasure. Yes, he thought he'd
enjoy being with this woman sexually all right. But he wanted to put it off -
at least for now. He nodded, sipping his tea. Somehow the glass was half-empty
already.
"Good
boy," Yumi giggled. It caught him off-guard. He'd first thought her in her
thirties. Then reduced that to late twenties. The giggle made her seem younger
still. "So KGW stands for 'Kids Gone Wild'." She grinned. "Isn't
that just about the lamest name ever? But hey, it was kids who came up with it,
so what do you expect. Anyway, it's... well, call it an umbrella name, covering
several branches of our porn concerns. It covers, uh, let me see. TGW, which is
Teens Gone Wild, and PTGW which is Pre-Teens Gone Wild. I think there are some
others. If you and Rose decide to participate in the porn-making, you'll be
involved in PTGW, like Kimi and I are."
"You
and Kimi do porn?" Ted asked, his jaw dropping in shock. "Like as in
pictures?"
"Pics,
video, etc. Oh, you have no idea!" Yumi got up and collected a laptop from
the desk, returning to sit beside him on the sofa as she set it on the coffee
table. This time she sat right next to him, and he was suddenly aware of her
scent. She smelled delicious, and he got repeated glimpses down her blouse as
she leaned forward to type and control the computer. After a few moments, she
opened a folder of pictures and began clicking through them.
Ted
had seen some kiddie-porn of course - practically everyone on the internet had.
Most of it was doctored pictures of legal teens, posed and photoshopped to look
younger of course. But a few legit pics leaked through. Most were tiny, blurry,
and poorly-composed. These weren't.
The
shoot was in a professional studio, with a decent backdrop and real sand as
Kimiko played, building a sand-castle or something. Her outfit was like
something out of Wicket Weasel - not quite a micro-bikini, but close. As
Yumi flicked through the photos, the photographer shot the girl from various
angles and distances, and like all porn, each photo grew progressively more
sexual. After about a dozen, the girl was topless, her flat chest and tiny
nipples first covered by hands and the angle of the shot, then by sand, and
then clean and clear for the viewer's pleasure. In every picture the girl was
laughing and smiling, obviously having fun showing off for the camera as she
first untied, then slid out of the top. Then over the next dozen or so, she did
the same with the bikini bottom, again exposing her little cunny and ass a bit
at a time, until by the end, she was laying on her back in the sand, legs
splayed as the camera got a full-on shot of her whole naked body.
"I
don't let her do more than that in sand poses," Yumi said. "We got
sand in some uncomfortable places once - and once was enough. So I put in a
rule - no fucking in sand. Period."
"Sensible,"
Ted got out despite the dryness of his mouth. His member was achingly swollen -
literally aching. Last night he'd cum three times, which was an awful lot in a
short time for a man his age, and he'd woken with a sore cock. Now that cock
was trying to burst from his pants, and the soreness plus the confinement was
making him decidedly uncomfortable.
"Isn't
she sexy?" Yumi asked with prideful fondness as she looked at the picture.
"And God damn does her pussy taste good!"
Ted
grew aware of her rhythmic motion beside him, her shoulder brushing his arm,
and he glanced over. Yumi had one hand under her skirts, and was rubbing
herself! His jaw dropped again.
Yumi
giggled. "Whats the matter Ted? Just because you
can look at a naked eight year old exposing herself without getting excited,
doesn't mean I'm that frigid! Don't you think my little girl's sexy?"
"Oh,
I do!" he said, his voice hoarse. He didn't know what to do, but
apparently rubbing one's self was on the table, so he slid his own hand between
his legs, jumping a bit as the touch of his hand made his cock jerk. He was
sure that if he checked, his underwear would have a wet spot.
"Really?"
Yumi asked, looking at him closely. "You really, really think she's
sexy? Would you like to jack off while looking at her?"
God
help him, he would! "Definitely," he said.
Yumi's
eyes closed and she shuddered, her arm moving rapidly for a moment. Had she
just climaxed? Possibly. Her eyes opened slowly, with a dreamy look to them.
"Great," she said finally. "Let's do it then!" Yumi stood
up and began divesting herself of her clothes hastily. Ted was so surprised
that he just watched until she was naked. Yes, Yumi did have a lovely body all
right. Firm, slim, petite, with a firm little butt and a mound completely
devoid of hair. She opened a door beneath the coffee table and pulled out
several towels, laying one on the sofa before sitting back down and looking at
him pointedly.
While
Ted was no prude, he'd never stripped naked before a girl he'd known less than
an hour before, and he found himself hesitant - until Yumi attacked his belt
with practiced fingers, unbuckling it, unbuttoning his pants, and pulling down
his zipper. The movement and brushing against his swollen bulge snapped him out
of it, and he doffed his shirt quickly, then dropped his pants. His cock sprang
out into the open air, swelling rapidly to full erection from it's confines like a life raft inflating. Sure enough, his
shorts had a dark wet spot, and as he swelled, another drop escaped the tip,
dangled, and fell.
Yumi's
cupped hand caught the drop, bringing it to her mouth to lick it off as he
watched. Then she nudged him back into action. He spread the towel on the sofa
and sat, his eyes on the computer, eager to see this little girl in more poses.
He was certain that Yumi had quite a collection, and he hoped some would be of
the girl in action as well, not just solo poses.
To
his surprise though, Yumi closed the laptop, picking it up and setting it on
one of the side tables, followed quickly by the glasses and tray. Next she laid
a towel out on the table then sat back beside him. Ted was puzzled, but finally
figured it out. She didn't want him shooting cum all over her table. He
couldn't blame her, so he waited patiently.
Yumi
turned, but didn't grab the laptop. Instead, she called out in the loud, clear
voice every mother knows. "Kimi honey, come out here please. Mr. Ted and I
would like a show!"
Rapid
footsteps sounded down the hallway, slowing to a walk just before entering the
living room, and there she was - Yumi's little eight-year-old daughter. Ted
automatically covered himself, feeling himself flush with embarrassment. What
the ever-lovin' fuck?, he thought. He was about
to say something, but didn't have time, as Kimi walked from the hallway to the
sofa in seconds.
She
was a very cute girl, one had to give her that. Small even for eight, she'd
apparently been playing dress-up of a sort. Her shortish black hair was in
pigtails and she wore a cute little white blouse and plaid skirt, similar to a
stereotypical "school girl". She even had on the white knee-high
socks. There the resemblance ended though. Instead of the expected black shoes,
she was wearing slippers fashioned like cat-paws. Additionally, she had on a
headband with cat-ears on it, and she'd put some black makeup on the tip of her
nose and had drawn-on whiskers. She'd never win a cosplay competition, but she was
so cute it was almost painful.
She
approached the adults demurely, eyes down. "Yes momma?" she said in a
soft, sweet voice. She glanced up at Ted several times with an expression that
seemed... hopeful? He wasn't sure. But she seemed shy and timid, and his
initial embarrassment faded in her apparently uncertainty. His paternal instincts
kicking in, he wanted to comfort her, but it wasn't his place. Besides, how
does one comfort a frightened eight-year-old when one is sporting a huge, naked
hard-on?
But
of course, he didn't have to. Yumi spoke up in a gentle voice. "Hello
honey, you look so cute! Were you playing dress-up? Isn't she cute Ted?"
When he couldn't speak immediately, she turned to him. "Don't you think
she's cute?" The hurt look she gave him snapped him out of it.
"Of
course she is. She's just about the cutest thing ever!" he said, and
meant.
The
sincerity in his voice made both Yumi and Kimi smile, and Yumi turned back to
her daughter. "This is Mr. Ted. We spoke of him earlier, remember?"
"Of
course momma," Kimi said seriously. "Nice to meet you Mr. Ted."
She gave a small curtsy - adorably.
Yumi
patted her bare thighs, and Kimi scrambled into her mother's lap. Ted watched
with bemusement. The girl made no effort to avoid her mother's breasts and
seemed perfectly content in the naked older woman's lap. Once in place, she
reached for her mother's breast as if it were the most natural thing in the
world, and bent to take a nipple in her mouth, all the while looking him in the
eye as if challenging him. "This is my breast," she seemed to
be saying. "Go find your own!" It made him smile. If she hadn't been
eight years old, she might have been breast-feeding!
Yumi
seemed oblivious to Ted at the moment though. She leaned back against the sofa
cushions as her daughter suckled, her eyelids slowly closing. Her own hands
caressed the child's face, fingers running through hair, lifting Kimi's hand to
kiss her fingers. It was sweet and tender, and Ted instinctively knew not to
say or do anything. This was mother-daughter time, and he was not excluded - he
simply didn't exist for the time being.
After
Kimi had been sucking her mother for a couple of minutes, her knees moved
apart. Yumi got the signal - apparently there was nothing new here. Her hand
slid down the girl's body, then up under her skirt. In moments Ted could see
movement under the cloth as Yumi rubbed her little girl's pussy. He might not
be able to see "the action" but it was intensely arousing nonetheless
- to watch a little girl suckling her mother while her mother rubbed her little
pussy. He wasn't even sure he wanted to see - it seemed more erotic to
have it hidden. His own cock was drooling, but he didn't dare move. He didn't
want to break the spell. Plus, he worried that one touch, and he'd be spraying
all over the place.
After
a few minutes though, the girl's hips started shifting, and her mother's hand
moved more rapidly. At the same time, Kimi's mouth sucked harder on her
mother's breast, engulfing nearly the entire thing as her nostrils flared, her
breathing becoming more rapid. Finally the climax was achieved, and the little girl
made cute little high-pitched whimpering sounds around her mother's breast as
her mother brought her to an obviously satisfying peak. Her body tensed,
quivered, and suddenly she released the breast, gasping and gulping in air as
her mother's hand slowed, having gifted her daughter with that most wonderful
feeling.
The
girls recovered with slow grace, eyes opening dreamily. Yumi's hand reappeared,
bringing her daughter's juices to her lips. Her face made it quite clear that
she loved her daughter's taste as she licked her fingers, but Kimi wanted some
too, and pulled herself up to share in the hand-cleaning. With her kitty-gear,
it looked quite cat-like and very cute. So cute Ted couldn't help but laugh.
Both
girls were suddenly aware of him once again, and he held his hands up. "No
no, I just think you two are so damn cute together,
it's wonderful! I didn't mean to interrupt!" The girls looked at each
other, understanding passing between them unspoken. Kimi nodded, and Yumi
extended her hand toward him.
"Thank
you," he said, and meant it. This was something they shared, which
they were now offering to share with him. It was a signal honor, and he
accepted it as such. Gently he took Yumi's index finger into his mouth, clear
to the third knuckle, his lips and tongue drawing the little girl's juices for
himself before releasing. Yumi had been correct - Kimi's pussy was indeed very,
very nice. He'd always loved the taste of pussy, and he though Kimi's one of
the best he'd ever had.
"Mmm..."
he said. "Marvelous Kimi. Thank you for sharing with me. And thank you
Yumi," he said, looking to the mother. He smiled again as he noted the
redness to her breast caused by her daughter's sucking. He wasn't sure he
could have gotten that much into his mouth!
Finally,
their ritual completed, Yumi spoke up while sitting up straight once again. She
had to work a bit, so Ted helped with a hand on her back to push her forward.
"Okay little vixen, that wasn't on the plan!" She looked at Ted.
"I'm sorry Ted. I probably indulge her too much. Hell, she was almost four
before I could bring myself to wean her." She grinned. "And she's
never forgiven me!"
"Nuh
uh!" the girl chimed in. "Mamma makes the sweetest milk evah!" Then she grinned at Ted in a very
non-child-like way. "I bets your creamies are
yummy too!" Her eyes dropped to his lap, where his "creamies" were continuing to drool slowly down his
shaft, his balls, and into the towel. She licked her lips.
"None
of that, little brat!" Yumi said. "Ted's not your play-toy - at
least, not yet. We were just looking at some of your pictures, and I told him
he could jack off looking at you. Of course, it's totally your choice, but I
thought the real thing would be nicer than pictures. God knows you love showing
off for men, eh?"
Kimi
giggled. "Kay momma. I'd like that. I bet I can make him cum really
big!"
"I
bet you can too, little flirt!" Yumi eased the child to her feet, and Kimi
climbed onto the table. She was so small, there was plenty of room and no
danger at all of collapse.
"You
like lookin' at me Mr. Ted?" she asked sweetly.
"Are you a nawty man that likes to see nakie
girls?" She began to unbutton her blouse.
"Jesus,"
Ted said. "She's good!" he said to Yumi.
"Don't
tell me," Yumi said, "tell her!" The woman's own eyes were on
her daughter, smouldering with lust and pride, and
her knees spread wide as she slid her hand down to rub her pussy.
"When
in Rome," Ted muttered to himself. "But I'll warn you now, I'm not
gonna last very long after the show I already got!"
"Oh,
aren't you sweet?" Yumi said. Reaching up with her free hand, she pulled
Ted down and kissed him. "I may just keep you for myself!" she said,
though Ted knew that she meant for herself and her daughter. "The fastest
way to a woman's heart," he mused, "is through her kids."
Kimi's
blouse was off by the time he looked back, and he was just in time to see the
little girl lift her knees to pull her skirt off. As he'd half-suspected, she
didn't have any panties on either. Like mother like daughter.
Kimi
placed her feet on the table near her bottom, letting her knees fall open,
which opened her puffy cunny as well. While Ted had gotten a great look in the
beach photos, she hadn't been "open" in them so this was the first he
got to see of the pinker, inner parts. As he'd expected, she was shiny with her
juices coaxed by her mother's rubbing. It was an unbelievably sexy sight, and
he could feel a fresh surge of juices travel along his urethra, spilling out
the tip and drooling down the shaft. He took his cock in hand this time, gathering
the juices and coating his cock with them as he began to stroke.
"Ohhh,"
Yumi said to his side. "That looks so good Ted! I love it when a man makes
extra juice!" Her voice was becoming whispery as she finger-fucked
herself, her eyes darting back and forth between his member and her daughter's
naked body.
"Me
too!" Kimi said happily. "It makes it go inside me easier, and it's
fun to play with and lick up!" The little girl was mimicking her mother,
sliding her own fingers into her pretty pink pussy in a rhythmic fucking
motion. "Momma? Is it kay if I cum too? I'm aready
gettin
kinna close!"
Ted
was in awe. The little girl's pussy seemed to stretch easily to accommodate the
girl's fingers. First one, then two digits slipped inside her. Then three. The
girl's ass was bouncing around on the table as she finger-fucked herself with
increasing urgency. Her fourth fingers squeezed into the tightly-stretched
opening.
"Holy
shit," he panted, his own climax approaching. "How the hell can she
stretch so wide? That's so fucking sexy!"
"Hey,
I told you she can take a man-sized cock! Hey Kimi, Mr. Ted doesn't
believe you can take his cock. Wanna show him?"
"Can
he fuck me momma?" the girl's hand stopped as she lifted her head to look
at her mother. "I'd really like that!"
"Not
today honey. Maybe another time. Rose should get first dibs on that, don't you
think?"
"Awww..." the girl said, but then, "yeah, I guess
so. But he can put it in me to prove I can fit!" she grinned hugely,
continuing to finger-fuck herself eagerly.
Ted
was too stunned to think. His hand had even stopped stroking, not that there
was any danger of deflation. Put his dick inside this little girl? Seriously?
It was outrageous. No, what was outrageous was that her mother was encouraging
it!
"You
don't have to, Ted," Yumi murmured gently in his ear. "I just
think it would be good for you to realize just how stretchy girls can be, so
you won't be so afraid to fuck Rose - once she's ready. But if you don't want
to..."
Want
to? Of course he wanted to. He was just... shocked is all. He looked at
Yumi and saw only an encouraging smile. "Go ahead stud. You know you
wanna. And I just love seeing my little girl fit a cock like yours!
Besides, some day I'd love to get both of you - hell,
all four of us - in bed together. I've seen your little Rose - she's a darling!
I'd love to bury my face between her legs."
"The
fastest way to a father's heart..." Ted muttered. Carefully, he got up,
trying to figure out how to do this. He couldn't lay atop the child. Aside from
crushing her, he'd probably break the table too. Finally, he just pushed the
table away from the sofa, eliciting a squeal of giggles from Kimi as if it were
a fair ride. Then he sank to his knees. Kimi got the idea, and scootched herself to the edge of the table, resting her
tiny feet on his chest.
"It's
kay Mr. Ted," she said softly, encouraging him. "I'm totally ready.
Jus' push it in - don't jam it in. I promise if it hurts at all, I'll tell ya.
Trust me." She held his gaze, her clear brown eyes locked with his.
Ted
moved forward a bit more, taking his cock in hand and rubbing the head against
her slit. It felt amazingly hot. And slick. He glanced over as Yumi moved from
the sofa to sit on the edge of the table beside her daughter to get the best
view of him penetrating her. He gave her a smile, and she smiled encouragingly
back.
Taking
a deep breath, he adjusted the head to the entrance and began to push forward.
It was a tight fit all right, but it was also a very well-lubricated one. He
looked at Kimi and saw a look of concentration as she strove to relax her
muscles and keep from clenching. But there was no discomfort on her face, so he
pushed harder... and harder... and then he was suddenly two inches deep inside
her and she was gasping. He froze, afraid the gasping was pain.
It
wasn't. After a second, she looked at him again. "That feels sooo good Mr.
Ted! You can't even believe how good it feels!" She looked at her mother.
"I love his cock inside me momma! Are you sure we can't fuck? I'd
love him to put his cummies inside me!"
"Not
today honey," Yumi said with tolerant pride. She reached down and ran her
fingers around the join between this man and her daughter. Yes, it was a tight
fit, but her Kimi could handle it. She slid her fingers up to stimulate the
little girl's clitoris.
"Oh.
My. God. Mother!" Kimi said with rapidly increasing volume.
"You
can move a little bit, but wait till I give you the signal, then thrust it all
the way inside her - balls deep. Okay Ted? And beware, it's gonna feel amazing,
so if you don't wanna cum in my baby, be ready to pull out fast."
Ted
nodded. The focus on getting in had actually moved him back off the edge a bit,
though the heat and fit was bringing him closer once more. He focused on
watching what Yumi was doing, trying to be clinical, despite the fact that his
cock was sunk into an eight-year-old girl while her mother was rubbing that
same girl's clit. If he could ignore the situation and sights, and just focus
on the mechanics...
He
could feel Yumi's ministrations on his cock though. Kimi's pussy was pulsing in
time with Yumi's movements, and the little girl's whimpers and cries of arousal
were incredibly arousing. The wet heat and slickness of the child's cunny
tunnel was all any man could ask, and he was starting to think he'd have to
pull out before Yumi finished when suddenly the mother yelled, "Now!"
and smacked him on the ass.
Ted
paused only a moment in surprise, then pushed forward hard. He gasped in shock at
the feelings. He'd grown almost used to having a couple inches squeezed in
there, but in a second, he was literally balls-deep in the little girl.
Moreover, the child was cumming, and cumming hard. Her pussy was throbbing and
squeezing him rhythmically, like a farmer milking a cow's teat, urging him to
shoot his seed inside the tiny girl!
With
almost superhuman effort, he reigned his passions in long enough to pull his
cock from that ultimately intimate place. But there was no power on Earth that
could forestall his climax even one second longer. With a howl that had to have
echoed a block away, he erupted, his cock surging and sending gush after hot
gush of cum against the little girl's gaping pussy and thrashing body. He lost
track of the number of shots, they just seemed to go on forever as his hand
blurred, rubbing the little girl's pussy juices along his pulsing shaft.
Yumi
had expected this though, and wasn't in the throes of passion herself at the
moment. Her focus was completely and utterly on her little girl. So when Ted
yanked his cock out (she was gratified at his self-control - he'd be a
marvelous lover!) she immediately replaced it with three of her fingers.
Fucking her little girl's pussy with her digits, she brought the waif through
her thundering, mind-ripping climax as their new friend covered Kimi's pussy,
Yumi's hand, and both their bodies with his seed.
Kimi's
climax abated slowly, with several "mini-gasms" as she fell back to
Earth, her mother's loving hands on her, fingers inside her, touching her as
only a loving mother who's masturbated her daughter many times can. Together
they spread Ted's lotion over the little girl's skin and Yumi's breasts, then
took turns licking it off once again while laughing at how Ted was so spent he
could barely keep from falling over.
After
they'd all recovered, Yumi insisted they all take a quick-but-playful shower
together. Ted was amazed at how much he enjoyed fondling the little girl's tiny
body - even without breasts girls were just damned fun to fondle! And her
mother was a delight in her own right. By the time the shower was done, they
were all quite familiar with one another's bodies from head to toes.
Eventually
Kimi went back to her room to play, while the adults finished their
conversation. Yumi explained that for now, she would be his one-and-only
contact to KGW, but he was fine with that. The "organization" was (at
this level) set up in "cells", like any underground movement, to
limit exposure. There were certain recognition signs and a few numbers that
needed to be memorized, but overall it was pretty simple.
"Well,
I just want to express my gratitude," Ted said. "I don't know why you
guys picked me, but I'm sure glad you did! I'd have never known Rose was...
special." He grinned. Rose and he were going to have some adjusting to do.
"Oh,
we didn't pick you," Yumi said soberly, laying against him on the sofa.
She'd been thrilled to discover that Ted was a cuddler
too. "One of our girls noticed that Rose was curious and exhibiting the
traits that make a good member. We almost never invite grownups. In your
case, once we started vetting Rose, we found that you'd make a good candidate
too - not the other way round. Luck for Rose too. In about 30 percent of the
cases, while the kids may be members, their parents aren't suitable for
membership. Luckily, Rose will have her daddy along for the ride."
It
was still barely morning when he got home - time for a nap before Rose got home
from her "sleep-over". He knew now that Peggy was part of KGW, and
that she'd be laying more groundwork to make Rose and his relationship
transition smoother. But he had no idea whatsoever how he was to broach the
subject with his daughter. Yumi had told him to "follow his heart",
but he had no idea what that meant.
She
had presented him with a gift though - a set of dildoes, lube, and an
instruction book on how to use them to help Rose reach the point where she
could fit him comfortably. That still worried him. He didn't want his little
girl to have to work to "fit him". Shouldn't that sort of thing be
natural? But Yumi had insisted, and Kimi had corroborated her story. All he had
to do, they told him, was to make the toys and instructions available. Rose
would want to use them herself. He wouldn't be "forcing her", and in
fact, he should work to convince her not to rush the process, as she was likely
to be eager to fuck him as fast as possible. He wasn't sure that was true
either.
But
he hoped so!
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