I guess it was that very first Bingo Night I discovered Amanda's deeply submissive nature. I'd treated her pretty rough and she'd loved it. She loved to be dominated and abused, slapped, humiliated, fucked hard and fucked often - and I have to say I really enjoyed doing that to her. It was so fucking exciting, so liberating, to use her fat, pale body for my own extreme please, taking her in any and all her holes, slapping her ass red and cumming in her face. Sex like hardcore porn, but for real! She really was a total slut; the combination of lust, excitement and fear burned bright in her eyes as I used her hard.
Perhaps the best thing about our "relationship", though, was Chantelle.
Mandy's little daughter was five years old and cute as a button. She had straw-blonde hair, kept short in a neat bob-cut, and a pixie-like face with fine cheeks and a gorgeous little snub nose. The first time I saw her I'd fantasized about her, watching her fabulous little butt and imagining her naked on top of me. Now, with her mother eating out of my hand - sometimes literally! - she was within my grasp. I'd been deliberately careless the last few evening visits, wanting to make sure Chantelle was awake to hear her mother and me in full flow. I was pretty sure the little tyke had watched us a couple of times - just the other night I'd seen a flash of movement from the open doorway to Mandy's flowery-shabby little bedroom. I was hammering Mandy up the ass - one of my favorite things to do, her asshole being much tighter than her cavernous cunt - with her long brown hair twisted in my left hand, yanking her head back as I rode her fat ass. I'd glanced sideways in time to see a pink-pajama-ed shape step back and disappear. I'd grinned hugely to myself, and rolled down onto the bed, yanking Mandy's head back to hiss in her ear.
"Fuck you're such a slut Mands, a fucking fat slut. Is Chantelle like you? Is she a little slut too? I bet she fucking is. Next time I'm here she's gonna join in with our games, OK? Tell her I'm her new daddy and it's time for her to join in the mummies and daddies games, OK? I know you want her to, I've seen you look at her sometimes. I bet you lick her little cunt already, don't you? Yeah, sure you do! You've been licking her little cunt for years and you haven't shared her with me! That's bad of you, Mands, and you know what happens to Mandy when she's bad?"
I yanked back on her hair and, still with my cock in her ass, I slapped her right buttock hard, repeatedly, my handprints stark, until she was fair yelling out loud for me to stop and I'd cum right up her ass.
So, a few days later I took a McDonalds lunch around to their place.
Mandy answered the door in her favourite baggy housecoat, batting her eyelashes and pouting as she ushered me in. She looked nervous, worried, excited all at once, as fat as ever, but still hot as fuck, that lustful droop to her large, thick lips, the fire in her eyes little points of light in her soft, round face.
Chantelle was there, of course, hiding a little shyly behind her mother's massive bulk. She brightened noticeably when she saw the Happy Meal I'd brought for her. She was wearing a pink Dora the Explorer t-shirt and a little blue denim skirt, with pink sandals and purple-painted toenails - hot as fuck too.
We ate around the little fold-away table in the kitchen. I fed Mandy fries and she sucked them out of my fingers like the fat slut she is, her eyes on mine, her tongue licking around my fingers as she gobbled up the food. I watched Chantelle as she watched her mother whoring with me across the table. Several times the little girl looked at me and I winked back at her, leering a little. She looked a little subdued, but kept on eating her Happy Meal.
After a while I sat back and addressed the little girl. "So, Chantelle, did mummy tell you that I'm going to be your new daddy?"
The cute blonde head hesitated, then nodded a little. I grinned wolfishly.
"Good girl, Chantelle. I expect you've missed having a daddy around, haven't you? All little girls need a daddy, just like your mummy needs a daddy around to give her a good seeing-to and keep her in her place. Your mummy likes to know what's what, likes to keep daddy happy. That's what mummies and little girls do, you know. Their job is to keep daddy happy. I like to be happy, but unfortunately sometimes when mummies and little girls don't do what they're told, daddies have to punish them. But you're a good girl, aren't you Chantelle? I'm sure I won't need to punish you!"
She looked uncertainly from her mother to me and back. Mandy's face was rather febrile, whether nerves or slutty excitement or both I couldn't tell. I laughed.
"Don't look so scared, Chantelle! Come and sit on daddy's knee." My tone brooked no argument, despite my smile, and the little girl hesitated only a second before she got down from her stool and climbed onto my lap. I settled her little bottom down against my crotch and arranged her legs, spread either side of mine. She could almost certainly feel my hard cock nestled in between her buttocks, but that was the point.
We chatted on for a little about telly and the celeb gossip of the week, and my fingers played up and down Chantelle's thighs, stroking her smooth, cool skin. Every now and then I passed a remark on how lovely she was. "What beautiful smooth legs you have, poppet. Lovely, not like your mum's. Her legs are fat and bumpy, aren't they? Big fat mummy! Look at how she eats her fries! Like a piggy, isn't she? Do you think we should have piggies at the table? I don't.
"Piggy!" I addressed Mandy, an edge to my tone. "Get down from the table! On your trotters on the floor, piggy, all four trotters!"
Her face a tangle of emotion, Mandy slowly slid off her chair and knelt on the kitchen floor, looking up at us.
"Better. Now, Chantelle, do you want to feed the piggy? Come here, piggy, Chantelle wants to feed you!"
I turned slowly, keeping Chantelle on my lap, so that Mandy could shuffle towards us. "Lift your head, piggy," I commanded, and her wide, dough-like face hovered just above my knees. I opened my legs, pushing Chantelle's even wider. I saw Mandy's gaze flicker down to stare up her daughter's skirt, up between those beautiful little thighs. You slut-mum, I thought.
I reached around Chantelle with both hands, taking care not to dislodge her, and forced my index fingers into the corner of Mandy's mayonnaise-smeared mouth, levering it open. "There," I said, "now feed the piggy, Chantelle. Feed her some chips."
Chantelle seemed to be enjoying this game. She took a small handful of fries from the table and started to pop them one by one into Mandy's gaping mouth. She giggled a little when Mandy tried to chew - she couldn't, of course, with my fingers holding her mouth open - and I encouraged her to put more in. "Fill the piggy up, Chantelle! Fill the piggy up!" My cock twitched against her cute little ass as the girl shoved another handful of fries into her mother's mouth. Mandy gagged a little but I held her open.
"Go on, give her a McNugget too, she likes those! Go on, push it in! There!"
I let go of Mandy's mouth as Chantelle crammed in a chicken nugget and she sat back, spluttering, her ample jaws working on the mass of junk food. I laughed.
"There, good girl, Chantelle. You fed the piggy! But wait, who ever heard of a piggy wearing clothes? Piggies don't wear clothes, do they? Course not. Piggy, take those clothes off now! C'mon, up and strip, piggy-wiggy."
Still trying to swallow the mass of processed carb in her mouth, Mandy struggled to her feet. Rather shakily she shrugged off her housecoat, revealing her elegant daytime attire of EE bra and baggy tracksuit bottoms. I laughed again. "Go on, Chantelle, help the piggy off with her trousers! Go on, pull mummy's trousers down. Let's see what color knickers she has on today."
Chantelle glanced up at me with a little grin, then slithered off my lap and grabbed hold of the ample folds of material. Laughing, she tugged them downwards as I gestured sharply for Mandy to lose the bra. She slipped it off, freeing her huge, pale tits as her trousers jerked down over her thighs. She moaned a little, again whether in discomfit or lust it was hard to tell. I stood and stepped forward, grabbing her tits in a rough double handful and squeezing them hard. I leaned in to kiss her wide mouth, jamming my tongue in fiercely, pinching her nipples hard. She shuddered all over, her mouth avid, her belly wobbling as Chantelle finally yanked her trousers down all the way.
"Yeah, there we go. What color knickers is the piggy wearing, poppet?"
"Jus' white!" replied the little girl, enjoying the game.
"That's no good is it?" I replied, digging my fingers into Mandy's soft, white flesh, hard enough to leave bright red prints in her huge, flabby tits. "Piggy's should wear pink knickers. Pull them down!"
I knelt down next to Chantelle as she reached her little hands towards her mother's knickers. I put my hands over hers, guiding her, and we yanked Mandy's knickers down to her knees.
"There, that's better! Now we can see the piggy's nice pussy, can't we? Pretty piggy pussy, nice and smooth. I bet your pussy looks a bit like piggy's, Chantelle. I bet yours is all nice and smooth too. Shall we see? But first, let's chase this naughty piggy to the bedroom!"
I reached out and slapped Mandy hard on the butt. She yelped and jumped. I slapped her again, rising to me feet. "Slap her bum, Chantelle! Slap the piggy! Chase her!" Giggling, the little girl reached out and slapped her mother on her ample bum. Mandy moaned again and began shuffling, trousers around her ankles, knickers round her knees, out of the kitchen and towards the bedrooms.
We chased the hobbling, wobbling Mandy through the living room, me encouraging Chantelle to whack her mummy hard on the bottom. She left small, red handprints on the broad, pale flesh, the sight of which made my cock ache. Eventually, her bum flushed with our encouragement, she stumbled into her little bedroom and collapsed with a moan and a loud 'flumping' sound onto the bed. I dived down next to her, grabbing her hair and bunching it in my fist.
I pulled her head towards me and kissed her hard, my tongue invading her wet, avid mouth. She really did get off on this shit, and what the involvement of her sweet little daughter was doing to her slutty hormones I couldn't begin to guess. My left hand wriggled across her soft belly and found her hot, slippery cunt, wet as anything. Dirty slut was loving every minute. Mandy shaved these days, because I told her too, and the rolls of fat around her lower belly and mons did indeed make her pussy look very child-like. "Mmm, pretty pussy," I muttered as I jammed two fingers up her. Mandy moaned into my mouth. She really had the hottest cunt of any woman I'd ever been with, a tropical paradise up between her rolling thighs.
I finger-fucked her for a little while, her hands clutching at my ass and cock through my jeans, her fat lips mashed against mine, then pulled my hand out and rolled back a little. I looked up at Chantelle, standing rather uncertainly near the doorway, and beckoned her across. Slowly I slipped my Mandy-wet fingers into my mouth and sucked them. Chantelle's beautiful little eyes widened.
"Mmm, lovely!" I grinned, taking my fingers out. "Your mummy tastes really yummy, like toffees. Here, want to taste?" I held out my fingers to the little girl. "Go on, try it."
"Chantelle," her mother panted, "do what Ian says. He's gonna be your daddy now. You do what he says, right, or you'll be in big trouble."
Chantelle stepped towards the bed, looking carefully at my wet fingers, then up at me. Her big, wide, blue eyes made my cock twitch again. She looked down again and tentatively poked out her tongue. I pressed my finger to it. "There, good girl. Now have a good suck," I murmured. Hesitantly, she took a little more of my finger into her mouth and sucked gently. My cock spasmed, a pulse of precum oozing out into my boxers. Oh yes. Like mother like daughter. Oh yes oh yes. I worked my fingers around her little mouth, gazing into her eyes all the time. She sucked happily. Oh yes.
"Mmm, good girl, Chantelle," I asked finally pulling my fingers from her mouth, "did you see your mummy and me laying mummies and daddies the other night? You did, didn't you? That night when mummy was naughty and daddy had to spank her." I didn't give her time to answer. "That's OK, we don't mind at all. In fact, now that I'm your daddy we can play properly as a family. You want to play mummies and daddies with mummy and me? Yeah? Course you do! It'll be fun! You saw how much fun we had the other night, and just now, yeah? Yeah, that's right! Let's play now!
"But wait! What about our naughty piggy? You think our naughty piggy might run away? I do. I think we'd better make sure the naughty piggy can't run away."
Mandy was still sprawled on the edge of the bed, her thighs quivering, her clothes still around her ankles. I got Chantelle to tug off her trackies and knickers while I prodded and dragged her up the bed. Mandy's bed is an old-fashioned affair with an iron bedstead, all curlicued metal. Very handy. From under the bed I pulled a couple of the leather straps we use, always on her, of course, never on me. Quickly I strapped her wrists one to each corner, listening to her panting breath and watching her huge chest heave and quiver. As I tightened the second one I leaned down to whisper in her ear.
"There, my slutty pig. You sit nice and quiet while I molest your beautiful little girl right in front of you. What do you think, mummy? Do you want to see your little girl sucking my cock? I bet you do. And how many of her beautiful little holes should I fuck her in? Mouth, yeah. Her little bum? Yeah, she can take my cock up her little bum for sure. Tiny little cunt? Whaddya think, piggie?"
"Oh fuck Ian fuck don't hurt her fuck oh God," she moaned. I laughed quietly in her face, licking her fat cheek, then reached down and assaulted her dripping cunt again, my fingers dipping in deep, two, three, four. Fuck she was big! She thrust her crotch forward like the fat wanton she was, grinding onto my hand as I penetrated her hard and deep. Chantelle watched her mother writhe and moan under my attack. "Fuck you're such a fucking slutty bitch," I said, pounding my fingers up her. "Fuck yeah! Mmm! Hot as fuck, piggy! Mmm, fuck, you like it hard, don't you? Mmm, fucking slut, fucking drown in your hot cunt, babe! C'mon, you fucking love it, girl!" Mandy squirmed in her bonds, her face flushed and wet with sweat.
"Mmm, yeah. See, Chantelle, mummy loves things up her cunt! Your mummy's such a slut, she needs something up her cunt all the time. Here, come and lend a hand while I get undressed." I reached out and took Chantelle's hand, pulling her onto the bed and guiding her hand towards her mother's gaping hole. "Feel how hot and wet mummy is," I whispered to her. "That's cos she's having a lot of fun. Here, push your finger in her - she'll like that." I looked up at Mandy; her little eyes were blazing in her pale, blotchy face. What a slut-mum! I wondered if she'd ever thought of sex with her cute little daughter before, or whether I'd awakened it in her - either way she was gagging for her little sweetie to finger her dripping cunt.
I guided Chantelle's hand, whispering to her, making her giggle again, a short, timid little sound. I helped her slide one finger into her mother's cunt - Mandy shuddered and gave a long, low moan, an "ohhhhh Chantelllllllle" - then another. She looked up at me, smiling shyly. "Good girl!" I grinned. "Mummy loves that! Good girl, Chantelle! Now, see if you can fit your hand in."
Mandy groaned as I said that. "Oh fuck..." she moaned under her breath as I helped Chantelle shape her hand, and then... a gentle slurping sound and the five-year old daughter was fisting her mummy's wide-open cunt. "Yeah, good girl," I said again. "Now do it harder. Mummy likes it hard up her cunt, don't ya Mands? Fist her good, honey, feel how hot she is!"
Leaving Chantelle crouched between her mother's quivering thighs, I got off the bed and quickly stripped off. I watched Mandy writhe and squirm, quivering like a jelly, as her daughter fisted her. Chantelle was too busy to notice what I had in store for her; she'd see it soon enough, my cock raging hard at the sight of that dainty little fist squelching away in Mandy's bright red cunt, and that cute little bottom waving in the air. Mmm, fuck, yeah.
"Good girl, Chantelle, very good. Keeping fisting mummy! And hold still. I want to find out if your bottom's clean. I'm sure your're a good, clean girl but daddies have to check these things."
I climbed onto the bed and lifted Chantelle's denim skirt up and over her bottom. She looked back, slightly alarmed, but I waved her back to her task. "Be a good girl, poppet," I said, and yanked her pretty pink knickers down to her knees.
Mmm! There was her gorgeous little five-year-old bottom right in front of me, small, tight, toned, smooth, a long slit leading down to a bulge and a smaller slit beneath. Fucking beautiful!
"Oh fuck yes. Stick your bum in the air, Chantelle, right up in the air. That's it. Fuck yes."
I grasped her tiny buttocks in my hands, spread them with my thumbs to reveal the fine, pink slit of her asshole, then went down. She smelled of pee, a little of little-girl shit, and a little of babyoil. I pushed my tongue straight into her asshole, rimming her deep and hard. She gasped and squirmed, her hand plopping out from Mandy's cunt as she tried to turn. I slapped her buttock, not too hard, just enough to get her attention.
"Stay still, Chantelle. Be a good girl for daddy or you'll get it harder, you understand?" I pushed my face back between her buttocks and licked and ate her out, gobbling her little asshole, licking her, rimming her gorgeous ass.
After a few minutes of heaven I rolled her over. I yanked off her knickers and her skirt, then ordered her to take off her t-shirt. She looked worriedly at her mother, but obeyed, slowly stripping off her Dora top to sit naked on the bed. For the first time she noticed the throbbing erection between my legs and her eyes opened wide. I smiled and jerked my cock a few times.
"Mmm, see what daddy's little girl has done to daddy's cock? Daddy's cock likes his little girl. Your bottom tastes lovely, Chantelle, much nicer than mummy's. Now let me see if your cunt is as pretty and tasty as mummy's."
I dragged her legs forward and spread them. I could hear Mandy panting and grunting as she watched me open her daughter's legs and go down on her gorgeous little cunt. Chantelle's cunt was as neat and sweet as a little girl's should be, a simple little slit with no flaps or dangling labia. I pressed my mouth around it and sucked her, making her cry out and twitch. I held her firmly by the hips, my shoulder keeping her legs apart. She cried out again - "Uhh! Mummy!" - but I forced my tongue in between her gorgeous little pussy lips and licked the heavenly tastes of her five-year-old cunt.
Fucking gorgeous. Fucking heaven.
"Mmm, Mandy," I said, glancing up at the quivering shape of Chantelle's mother tied at the head of the bed. "Mmm, Chantelle's cunt tastes divine. Mmm, she's so hot and wet, she's such a little slut! Mmm, she loves having her cunt licked, don't you poppet? Mmm, and her bottom. Mmm, lift your legs, poppet. Yes, good, like that. Mmm, now I can lick your bottom again. Mmm, oh, good girl. Mmm, fuck, Mands, you should try her later. Fuck, how have you not been eating this for years. She's fucking gorgeous!"
I licked Chantelle's cunt and ass for ages, lifting her legs, turning her over, displaying her wide-open thighs to her mother, straining and panting on her leashes. I had her kneel face down, bum in the air, and I slowly slid my index finger right up her bottom while her mother watched and moaned. Chantelle was moaning too, soft little girl sounds, making me so unbelievably horny. Finally I flipped her over onto her back again and straddled myself across her legs.
"OK, honey. Suck my lolly now. You've seen mummy do it, I know you have. Suck on daddy's cock, Chantelle. Go on, suck it!"
I pulled her towards me, taking hold of her cute little blonde-topped head in both hands. She resisted a little, but I guided my hot, red cock towards her sweet, sweet mouth and nudged her lips. If she hesitated I didn't notice, and certainly I didn't give a fuck. Then her beautiful lips parted and she took my cock into her warm little mouth. I kept hold of her head, holding her in place, and began to rock. She tensed briefly, a little dash of fear. I pushed in further, her little mouth soft and warm and wet around my cock.
"Yeah, girlie. Suck me like a lolly. Suck hard. Suck it, girl! Yeah...!"
She sucked, I rocked my hips and fucked her sweet little mouth while her mother watched.
"Good girl, Chantelle," I muttered. "Suck my lolly. Mmm, yeah, Chantelle! Ooo, sweetie, that's lovely! Ooo, sweetie! Yeah! Ooo, just suck like that, honey. Mmm!"
The little doll sucked my dick for a fabulous few minutes, uncertainly, inexpertly, but suck me off the little sweetheart did, to moans of what sounded like encouragement from her slut of a mother. Mandy hadn't been sure how it would work when I'd told her I wanted Chantelle. She didn't object - she was a total slut of a mum - but just wasn't sure how Chantelle would react. Now, sitting watching her beautiful little daughter sucking on my cock, she was clearly finding it as hot as I was. She was grinding her huge thighs together, squishing her sopping cunt, while Chantelle took a firm grip on my rock-hard shaft and sucked my cock.
Eventually I lifted Chantelle's head by her cute little pixie chin. "Mmm, sweetie! That was so good! You're a proper little daddy's girl, aren't you? That's how little girls play nice with their daddies. Now come and watch how mummies and daddies fuck."
My cock needed a fuckhole so badly after Chantelle's sweet ministration, and I had a couple in mind. I rose up, and pushing Chantelle to the side I climbed up the bed and spread Mandy's big, fat thighs apart. "OK, poppet," I panted to the little girl, "watch me as I fuck your mummy. This is how mummies and daddies fuck." I looked into Mandy's flushed, sweaty face, a mask of utter depredation. I lined up, waited until the little sweetheart, slightly dazed from her extreme sexual awakening, had leaned in, then ploughed into Mandy's big, hot, sopping cunt. My cock slid all the way in straight off, barely touching the sides of her cavernous cunt. I hoisted one of her legs up, holding it straight up my body to get in deeper and give Chantelle the best look of my cock deep in her mummy's sopping slit.
I began banging her hard. Mandy began to moan and yelp as I pulled out and slammed back in, hard, fast, her cunt squelching, her fat thigh slapping my belly. I peeled back her chubby outer labia with my thumb, displaying the flushed, wet folds within. "Mmm," I panted, "see mummy's cunt, poppet? See her hot, red cunt? Daddies love to put their cocks inside mummies' cunts. Your mummy has a really hot cunt, really hot, but it's so big she needs a really hard fuck for it to feel nice.
"Isn't that right, piggy? You like it fucking hard, don't you?"
I let go of her labia and reached forward to jam my fingers in her mouth. She sucked hard, slobbering and dribbling. I laughed, and slammed her again.
"Yeah, piggy, that's it!"
Another bout of cunt-thumping and I suddenly whipped out. Chantelle started - she'd been kneeling close, hypnotised by the sight of my hard meat plunging and slapping in between her mother's thighs. My cock quivered, dripping, just in front of her.
"Suck it, poppet. Suck daddy's cock. Taste mummy's cunt on daddy's cock. Suck it!"
I grabbed her head and forced her little mouth down onto my slimy cock. She tried to twist away but I kept her head still. "Chantelle," I hissed dangerously, "you better do what daddy says. Fucking suck my cock you little bitch..."
"Chantelle," moaned Mandy desperately. "Chantelle, you do what daddy says now..."
I moved quickly, shifting onto my knees on the bed and flipping Chantelle over my lap. One, two, three hard slaps across her small, toned little butt, my hand stinging. She was momentarily stunned, then broke out in a wail, tears starting from her eyes. "Understand me, my girl?" I snarled. "When daddy says do it you do it! Now, suck daddy's fucking cock." I hauled her back around and forced her head down once more. Her mouth, open with her crying, slid down over my cock. I held it there and fucked her mouth, non-too gently. Teach the little slut a lesson. Teach her who's the daddy round here. My cock throbbed in its quivering wet nest.
Chantelle cried and sniveled and gagged for a while as I fucked her mouth, her mother moaning in either despair or lust, but eventually subsided into a muffled sniffle. I let go of her head and took her arm instead, pulling my cock from her mouth and dipping my head to hers. "Now don't make me do that again, Chantelle, OK? You're a good girl, I shouldn't have to spank you, but if you disobey me again I'll *really* spank you hard, OK? Good girls listen to their daddies."
She nodded through the sniffles. I pulled her across the bed, back between Mandy's thighs. "Now, poppet. Be a good girl, yeah? Help me fuck mummy good and proper."
Mandy looked almost pathetically grateful as I slid my cock back into her hot, dripping hole. She groaned, her piggy little eyes flickering between me and her sniffling daughter. I lifted her leg again, telling Chantelle to lift the other. We held Mandy's legs quivering together in the air and I slammed her cunt, just a little bit tighter for the new position.
For about half an hour or more I alternated between fucking Mandy's sopping wet cunt as hard as I could, and whipping out for Chantelle to suck me. From mother's cunt to daughter's mouth and back again, fucking ecstasy! Chantelle was subdued and obedient as a little girl should be; Mandy moaned like a slut and took it hard like a good wife should. I had high hopes of my little surrogate family, a perfect little pair of fucktoys just for daddy.
Of course my balls were throbbing by the end of this, and I was concentrating fiercely on not cumming, but time and serious mother-daughter cock-stimulation were taking their toll. Time to finish with a real ball-buster.
Chantelle was sucking me, quite cheerfully again, her little eyes searching my face for approval, desperate to please her new daddy. I smiled down at, kindly almost, as I pulled my cock from her dainty little pixie-mouth. "Mmm, lovely, poppet, lovely! Mmm, you suck daddy's cock even better than mummy does. Mmm, every time I come to visit I'll want you to suck my cock like that. You like it?"
She nodded vigorously. "Uh-huh, uh-huh."
I smiled again. "Say it, sweetie."
"I like sucking daddy's cock!" Her voice was sweet and soft, her eyes bright. Fuck, I almost came there and then! But not quite.
"OK, poppet. Daddy's going to cum soon and he wants to cum in a really special place. I want to cum up inside your lovely little bottom. Would you like that? How about you, Mands? You want to see me cum up your little slut of a daughter's bum? Mmm, sure you do."
I lay Chantelle flat on her tummy near the foot of the bed, and poised myself, one foot on the floor, knee across her legs, my slippery red cock hovering. I looked up at Mandy, panting and gasping from however many orgasms she'd head, her cunt puffy and swollen, glistening red with use. I looked down at little Chantelle sprawled beneath me, the beautiful curve of her little back, her gorgeous little ass. I grasped her buttocks and pulled them apart, then dribbled a glob of slippery spit right between them. I worked it over her anus and penetrated her hole with my finger. I heard her little gasp, and she pressed her face sideways into the bed, gazing up towards her flabby mother.
Mmm, she was tight of course, a gorgeous tight little kiddie asshole to finish. I moved forward, positioned my cock, and started to push.
Chantelle grunted and shivered. She gave little squeaks and moans and buried her face in the bedcover. Mandy groaned and pleaded softly that I not hurt her. I leaned my weight on my cock, feeling the glorious tightness of the little girl's anus yielding to the pressure. Mmm, slowly, slowly my cock penetrated her.
And then I was in! Chantelle gasped and arched her gorgeous back, and her butt opened up for my cock. She grunted and moaned, and half my erection was buried between her glorious little buttocks. Fuck it was tight - soft, warm, wet and tight. Mmm, it was the sweetest fuckhole I've ever had my dick in. I pressed down more, feeling her body tense, hearing her mumbles, Mandy's moans of concern, but oh, yes darling little Chantelle, five years old and daddy's sweet little blonde pixie, took the whole of daddy's cock up her fabulous little ass.
Oh fuck yes! For twenty minutes I lay, moving only a little, my cock right inside her, buried deep in her five-year-old bottom, soft and warm and squishing and oh so tight. Little tiny movements, each ratcheting the tension in my balls another notch, twenty minutes of the hottest little fuck ever.
Oh fuck yes. And then, my vision swimming, my muscles tense as iron, my cock throbbing and my balls aching, I came, unloading gout after gout deep inside little Chantelle's bottom. I heard her cry out, heard Mandy cry out, but I just came and came and came, filling her butt with semen. Mmm, oh fuck yes...
Eventually I rolled off, my dick slipping out, still hard, covered with the contents of little Chantelle's bottom. I patted her butt as she lay there panting, then stood over Mandy, quivering in her bonds still. My cock was a filthy mess, but she is a filthy slut - I pushed it into her mouth and she sucked it clean like a good mummy. I released the leather straps and she collapsed into the centre of the bed. Chantelle cuddled up next to her, and they both looked up at me, shellshocked.
I grinned down at them. "Well, my lovelies, that was sweet. Mmm, so - who's your daddy now?"