Ginny rose from my lap, pulling away from my fondling arms, and hands and knees, climbed on to the bed to be with her two children and their temporarily spent client. Robert tucked his legs under him to make room for her, and grinned innanely at me, the way guys who just got the cream do. I shifted a bit uncomfortably in my chair. It was enough that I, a respectable schoolteacher, was pimping for this woman and her girls. It was humiliating to watch them work even if my brother-in-law was kindly doing a trial run. I tried to smile back gracefully, but felt myself tug my skirt down my thigh a little ... even though watching twelve-year-old Rita and six-year-old Hannah suck Robert off had been very horny. I don't know, perhaps prostituting children had reached a limit within me. Yet Ginny, their mother, seemed game.
I hadn't really figured Ginny. She was a nice girl. If you went by looks she seemed even wholesome. Yet she had come to a point where she had become a sex worker herself, accepting incalls to her home even as her children returned from school. More than that, Ginny's relation with her kids seemed fuzzy. They all slept together in the one bed, and it seemed an unspoken assumption that she was "active" with them - an assumption made fact as she willingly grabbed at my half joking suggestion that she would make much better money putting her girls to work.
So here I was, watching Ginny on her bed pulling her sweater off over her head, sitting between her two naked girls - being hungrily watched by Robert, who was gently stroking his drained cock back up to plumpness - and by me - supposedly to make sure that the Hannah's virginity stayed available for later sale.
Ginny girlishly unhooked her bra and swept it off to present her small tidy breasts to Robert, before descending on her elder daughter. Rita was perched on the edge of bed, her face still streaked with Robert's cum, that ran down all her face, and gleamed in small beads of cum in her short ginger hair. Ginny, dressed just in a short dark office skirt, softly kissed her daughter's face. With her tongue full out, Ginny licked the cold cum off her Rita's face. Rita giggled at her mummy's licking. Ginny stop, sat up, put her hands under her skirt, and with a set of wiggles, dragged down her grey knickers. She held the panties to Rita's small face, and gently wiped and dabbed around to clean her properly.
"Open" Ginny commanded. Rita opened her mouth wide. Ginny scrunched-up her panties, and pushed them, with several shoves, into Rita's mouth. Rita didn't resist as her mother further pulled Rita's arms tightly behind her back, and tired them together at the wrist with the arm of Ginny's sweater. With practised ease and a submissive daughter Ginny quickly bound Rita's ankles too, leaving the young girl gagged and hog-tied. With a firm slap on the buttock Ginny tipped her daughter on to her back - laying awarkedly on her bound arms and legs.
I was shocked - I had to place my legs up on to the arms of my chair and hitch my skirt up so I could enjoy my fingers on my pussy - but I was still shocked. My eyes met Robert's, I could tell he was too - mind, his cock had grown as hard as a truncheon.
But Ginny ignored us and Rita, and turned to her sweet youngst daughter. Hannah lay on the bed like a discarded blonde bendy doll. She seemed a little phased by the violence and energy of Robert's orgasm, compared to how cool her big sis was about it all. So when Ginny fell upon her youngst, there was genuine relief and happiness in the young girl's face. And Ginny was as tender and sensitive to Hannah as she had just been rather rough to Rita.
Ginny wrapped herself round her daughter, kissing her with a hundred soft peks to every inch of her darling face. Hannah's skin was as smooth as a china doll's, and filled her mother's nostrils with the scent of talcum powder and peach bath soap. Ginny's hands stroked and folded and pressed each limb and the barrel of Hannah's tiny chest and slightly popped belly, as her gentle kissy kissy lips savoured each part of her with moist wet soft kisses: soft neck, bony shoulder, flat nipple bud, lined ribs, bouncy tummy - Gina worked her way down to the honeypot of her desire, and Hannah waited with increasing excitement for her mummy to find her sweet-spot. At last Gina's fat mouth lips were poised an inch above Hannah's bald puffy pussy lips. For a moment Gina inhaled the baby fresh smell of her daughter's little girl cunt. Then dribbling with anticipation, she lowered her mouth on to the soft mound and began to kiss and lick her daughter in a long slow rhythm. A collective moan sighed from the room. Gina for the moment of ultimate depravity. Hannah for the start of bliss. Robert because he'd recovered enough to set himself behind the contorted bound frame of Rita, and staring at Gina and Hannah, entered Rita's tight cunt. Rita for being invaded by a large cock between her small legs. And me, for being a whore slut, masturbating myself with the same abandoned energy a dog uses to lick it's own penis.
The whole small tatty room became foggy with lust in our small orgy. It was as if some slow-mo button had been pressed and everyone oiled round and over and through each other in a sexual frenzy that moved in inches only. Ginny's head nodded only the slightest degree as she lapped her daughter with loving care. Robert's hips sucked his cock out of Rita's ginger fringed cunt so slowly, you had to watch for a moment to see him push firmly back inside to realise he was fucking her at all.
And as if of one mind, the sexual fog thickened. Ginny opened little Hannah's willow legs even wider, so her hungry tongue could lick lazy circles around Hannah's tiny vagina - and then advance further back, to tongue-tip-tickle the sweet pink rose of Hannah's arsehole. It's strong little muscles contracting and relaxing at the command of her mummy's probing tongue. While Robert retracted his gleaming hard cock, and rubbed it up against Rita's arsehole. He lent forward, hoping his 200Ibs would carry him through the child's tight sphincter. But after a couple of heaves, and a couple of pained cries from the gagged girl's mouth, it was clear that no progress would be made there without the help of some serious lubing. So instead Robert got up, and walked over to me.
With my legs draped over each arm of the chair, and a hand up my skirt - diddling my clit with a lazy stroke that had kept me on the edge of coming for what seemed like an eternity, I assumed he was going to kneel down and fuck me. He could take my cunt or my arse with ease, and I welcomed it. I was ready for some hot meat. I pulled up my straight conservative schoolteacher skirt to display my goodies for his greedy eye. But he just stood before me, stroking his cock. Then too late to dodge, I realised what he was going to do.
A thick heavy yellow shower leapt from his cockhead - it spoke of too much coffee - and drummed down on my chest, drenching my prim white blouse in a moment. With his hand he teasingly moved his cock upward, guiding the stream between my breasts. I knew where it was going, but the reason for this sudden game of ``feed the dirty teacher" escaped me. ``Open up" The words flowed into my ear and automatically opened my mouth as normally I would. My eyes revealed a mixture of lust and being puzzled. Robert saw this and smiled a wide smile.
``Don't swallow it. Keep it there," he said as he had reached my desperate thirsty mouth. Not swallow? I watched Rita's eyes watch me in a little shock but also curiosity. The same curiosity that had studied my pussy when I had peed before her in the disabled toilet. It was awkward, knowing this girl had just done her mothers job and even let her mother tie her up, like it was the most normal thing in the world.
The hot piss leaked out of my mouth onto my chest. God how much I wanted to just close my mouth and gulp it down, but it was obvious Robert had some kind of plan. My mouth was full yet the lust in his eyes explained why he had not stop pissing. He enjoyed it. So when he finally did, after soaking all of my clothes, he told me to slowly close my mouth, not spill anything and stand up. Which was easier said than done, since my legs draped over the arms of the chair had become pretty weak of the shocking display. Even to my standards.
He led me to Rita. Still bound and quiet on the bed. I though I traced a little sign of relief in her eyes to see her secret school-lover so close to her in this moment. But Robert rolled her over planting her face in the mattress. I was scared to death she would suffocate, but could not open my mouth and tell Robert because of the sour piss in my mouth. Silly obedient Emily. Luckily she rolled out her head, slightly discomforted but obedient. Her ass was pulled up into the air by Roberts rude hands on her hips. ``Put it in her."
In a flash it finally occurred to me what he meant. I did not hesitate, since the taste in my mouth started to burn in. My hands pulled open her tender ass-cheeks, revealing the tortured sphincter before me and put my lips to it. And let go. With my tongue I pushed the piss into her tiny bum as much as possible, but naturally, most of it spilled down her ass down her little cunt and legs. Not all of Roberts plans are water-, excuse me, urine-tight.
Still, combined with my own saliva it seemed to do the job. Rita, knowing her lover was at her entranced had seemed to open up for me, more than with Robert almost dying to make me lick her. So I did. I poked my tongue up in her as far as her tiny muscles would let me. Tasting my little girl from the inside.
I looked up at Robert who didn't know where to look. At his sister-in-law licking the as of his child prostitute or the mother bringing her little 6-year old to an orgasm. Well, the 6-year old version of one. He stroked himself and was ready to give it another try. To my regret. I didn't want to let go of her, but I realised, even though this was a trial-run, he was still the customer and for the time being, king.
So I let go. I watched him again try to insert his cock up inside the slender body from her rear-end. This time with more success, but still not going in very deeply. Robert seemed to settle for it and fuck with an exalted look on his face, his eyes shut tightly as if every muscle pulling in him would help enter her deeply. And Rita also squinting her eyes shut, but more with a look of pain on her face. But also surrender. I felt guilty.
I felt guilty for easing up her ass for Robert. I felt guilty for coming with the idea of Ginny prostituting her children, even if it was in my best interest for her and her daughters. She needed the money. I felt guilty for letting me show my perversions in front of this seemingly innocent girl. Yet she was not as innocent as she seemed. She wasn't a virgin. She let her mum tie her up without an argument. As if it was a routine she had done so often before. I knew it was. But still there was guilt. I felt like a mother. I am a mother. But not of this girl, yet she felt like that.
I felt the need to step in and shout let her go. But the hand between my thighs that massaged my own moist insides stopped me. I sank back into the chair and let my self get turned on by the foul smell of my – now yellow – blouse that hardly revealed my erect nipples. And by the humid atmosphere of perverted and incestual sex. But most of all the sight of tiny girl innocently letting out girly screams while Ginny dragged her tongue over her little clit. Her finger inserted in herself desperately frigging herself to an orgasm.
Robert had not gotten further than half his cock inside Rita's bum but with hard strokes tried to push in deeper. But he needn't try anymore because he raised his head in the air and let out a very low aaaah as he shot his load into Rita's bum. The amounts of cum that rushed into her were too much and actually provided the lubrication Robert had sought after. Spent from the orgasm he let his weight lean on top of her, making his cock slide in even deeper into her red sphincter.
I had returned to my legs-spread position and plunged three fingers deep into myself. I quickly felt the orgasm wash through me. Brought off by a pedo scene. Dirty, dirty perverted Emily.
As I reopened my eyes, a little heap of meat after my orgasm I looked around the room. Ginny lay cuddled up with her Hannah and had returned planting kisses all over her daughter. Robert lay an his back besides Rita still enjoying the afterglow and his money's worth. And Rita?
Rita lay almost in the same position as where Robert had fucked her. Bum in the air. Cum mixing wit piss I had deposited in her on her inner thighs. Her eyes were still closed. But no sign of pain. More one of unhappy acceptance. She was a strong one. She wanted to help out. She would do anything it seemed, yet her mother had left her there, only taking care of her youngest. I then realised if I would've been here to chaperone, it was not Hannah's virginity I had to protect, but my precious girl. Mother Emily had taken over once again.
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