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Subject: {ASSM} Dr. Williams' Nursery, Part I  (pedo, infant, MFf)
Date: Sun, 27 Jul 2003 15:10:03 -0400
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Hello there.  I'm Dr. Frank Williams, and I'm the owner and operator
of the Tiny Tykes Children's Home in .... well, the location doesn't
matter.  I thought you might enjoy an overview of our operation. 
Actually, I'm not a doctor, not a medical doctor anyway: I have a Ph.D
in Social Services from a northeastern university.  These are exactly
the credentials I need, of course, to manage a care facility for unwed
mothers and their children.

I started the Home in the early 1980's, along with my wife, Carolyn. 
Needless to say, our clients, and the various agencies that refer them
to us, don't know everything about our operation, or about us.  Just
for starters, they don't know that my beloved Carolyn is not only my
wife, but also my daughter!  Carolyn and I have been passionately in
love since she was a little girl, although we had to hide our feelings
from her mother at first.  The happiest day in our lives, and the most
important, was the day her mother left us: she had become involved
with another man, and when he moved to another state, she abandoned
us, and went with him.  We have never heard from her since. (Why did
she leave, and how could she abandon her infant daughter?  Easy, I
guess: she hadn't loved me for years, and she had never wanted Carolyn
anyway: had I not stopped her, she would have aborted the child, even
though abortion was illegal at the time.) At the time, I was 35 years
old, and Carolyn was 4.  I raised her entirely by myself, which is
just how we wanted it!  We had been "playing" since she was a year
old: I've always had a very special place in my heart for baby girls. 
We started sleeping together as soon as her mother abandoned us,
holding each other, loving each other, worshipping each other's
bodies, all through the night, every night.  From that day until now,
we have never been apart.

It was natural, then, that Carolyn develop the same fondness for young
girls that I have. As a child, she would have carefully-selected
friends to our home for sleepovers, and she and I would sometimes make
love to the little girls together, gently introducing them to life's
sweetest pleasures: Carolyn hugging and kissing and fondling them,
just like little girlfriends, then me joining in, doing what a little
girl could not do.  In adolescence and the teen years, Carolyn would
babysit for neighbor families, and it wasn't long before she started
playing with her little charges, boys and girls alike: and, sometimes,
circumstances made it possible for me to join her.  These activities
were limited to children under 3 years old, of course: neither of us
wanted them chattering to their parents about their "special times"
with the babysitter!  By the time she was 16, I had watched proudly as
my darling, beautiful daughter licked and sucked and fingered dozens
of tiny girls, from the age of 6 months to 3 years, and I had watched,
in awe, as she had tickled and kissed and sucked dozens of tiny stiff
penises.  And, of course, she had watched me, too, as I had carefully
and slowly pushed my cock into more than a few pink, puffy little
pussies, often with her fingers pulling the little vaginas open and
guiding me in. She legally changed her name on her 18th birthday,and
we moved to another state, where we were married .  She was 23 when we
started the Home.

For the first few years of our operation, we ran the home strictly by
the book: absolutely no "funny stuff" with the children we cared for. 
This was done in order to satisfy the state that we were a reputable
operation.  We never allowed the home to grow very large: we never had
more than a dozen children in our care at one time.  Because our
operation was small, and very "legitimate," the state gradually lost
interest in us, and only visited once a year to renew our
accreditation.  So Carolyn and I had a free hand to operate the home
as we chose to.

Our little "clients" were the unwanted children of unwed teen mothers,
or of low-income families who simply couldn't afford another mouth to
feed, or, occasionally, rape victims.  The mothers never stayed in our
facility: after the doctors or social workers had told them about us,
and they had agreed to turn their children over, we would simply go to
the hospitals and pick up the infants a few days after they were born.
 We then provided total care, 24/7, until they were old enough to be
transferred to an orphanage.  We had several women who tended the
newborns' needs directly, feeding and diapering and the like, but once
a child was about three months old, Carolyn and I took over.  The
women who work for us are specially selected: they are either in
trouble with the law, or illegal aliens.  We pay them in cash, and
they're grateful for the work. If they see anything "funny" happening,
going to the police is the last thing on their minds.

Our philosophy is this: we realize that we'll only have these precious
children for a short time, and we also realize that their prospects in
life might not be the brightest.  So Carolyn and I give them all the
love, and all the pleasure, we can, for the short time we have them. 
Of course, it's our pleasure, too: that's why we do it.  Carolyn and I
are never so happy, never so fulfilled, never so much ourselves, as
when we're loving and cuddling and fucking little girls.


A good example is Ruthie, an adorable little girl with silky blonde
hair and huge brown eyes.  She came to us when she was just 3 days
old.  Our staff took care of her for the first year, then Carolyn and
I took over.  I still remember the first night that Carolyn brought
the little beauty to our bed.

As usual, she had prepared the child well.  The little girl was fed,
freshly-changed, freshly-bathed, covered in baby powder, her big eyes
gleaming, gurgling happily.  Carolyn herself had also just bathed, and
she was a gorgeous sight standing by our bed, her young, upturned
breasts rising above her flat belly and shaven groin, her strong,
lithe legs slightly parted, the infant cradled in her arms.  She
lowered her head to kiss the child, and her long, red hair fell over
both their faces as she slipped her tongue into little Ruthie's mouth.
 Lying on the bed, nude, throbbing, watching, I heard the baby sucking
on my daughter's tongue, perhaps thinking it was a nipple.  After a
moment, Carolyn gently laid the child down on our bed, and climbed in
beside her.

Carolyn and I moved closer together, until we both lay on our sides,
facing each other, little naked Ruthie pressed between us, cooing
happily.  I leaned over and kissed my daughter tenderly, and felt her
long, gentle fingers run up my thigh and briefly cup my balls.  I
grasped one of her breasts, feeling the peach-colored, dime-sized
nipple against my palm, already hard, as her hand circled my cock and
squeezed.  Then she broke our kiss, and, in a half-gasp, half-giggle,
said, "Let's not forget our baby, Daddy!"

I released her breast and moved back a few inches, as we both began
inspecting little Ruthie.  I leaned down and kissed the child's tiny
mouth, slipping just the tip of my tongue inside, and allowed my
fingertips to brush over her face, her flat little chest, and her fat
little tummy.  Then my hand was between her legs, cupping her
oversized baby cunt, feeling its softness and warmth.  Kissing the
child again, my eyes closed momentarily; I opened them when I felt my
daughter's hot breath on my fingers.  She had scooted down, and,
gently pulling Ruthie's chubby thighs apart, was whispering and
breathing wetly against my hand, and the baby's pussy.  I slipped my
hand out of her way and began to softly squeeze Ruthie's tiny nipples,
as I watched my daughter's tongue slip and slide and probe the child's
puffy little vagina.

Ruthie began to make little gurgling, squeaking sounds, as Carolyn
pulled her thighs as far apart as they could go.  Now she was burying
her face in Ruthie's pussy, stabbing her tongue as far inside as she
could.  She began to moan as her head rose and fell on the child; I
could see that she was in the grip of our old, familiar passion.  "I
love you, Carolyn," I murmured, as she opened her mouth wide and
sucked the baby's entire mound into her mouth. Now little Ruthie was
becoming frightened, and began to whimper.  Thi merely excited Carolyn
more, and she plunged four fingers into her own cunt, humping her hand
furiously as she grunted and groaned and sucked at the little girl. My
cock was huge, raging, precum already glistening on the tip, as I
watched this beautiful dance of love.

Now Carolyn's saliva was running down between Ruthie's legs, covering
her little ass.  Still sucking and tonguing, Carolyn pressed the tip
of her little finger against the baby's tiny asshole, and, with a moan
of joy, shoved it all the way inside with one stroke, then began
pumping it in and out.

Ruthie let out a wail of pain and shock. "Now, now, sweet baby," I
whispered in her tiny pink ear, "Be a good girl, don't make so much
noise."  She continued to cry, as my daughter began to actually chew
(gently of course) on her little labia, and now thrust two fingers
into the tiny rectum.  I could hear my daughter snuffling and
grunting, still humping her own hand, and I knew that she'd be cumming
soon.  Precious girl!  How I loved to see her so overjoyed!  And now,
as Ruthie began to scream in earnest, I could restrain myself no
longer.

Carefully, I stood up on my knees, facing my daughter, and swung one
leg over Ruthie, so that I was straddling her face. As I looked down
at my beautiful daughter, her face slick with sweat, baby juices, and
her own saliva, her eyes glazed with passion, I began to lower myself
onto little screaming Ruthie.  The head of my cock slipped into her
little mouth, and I lowered myself cautiously, one centimeter at a
time, aware that her little mouth could not accomodate more than half
my cock.  Then, suddenly, my daughter squealed, and I saw her looking
up at me from between Ruthie's thighs, and her body stiffened in
orgasm.  The sight was too beautiful: I lost all judgment, all
inhibitions, and as my darling daughter watched, I lowered myself all
the way, so that I was practically sitting on Ruthie's face, my cock
plunging through her mouth and halfway down her throat.  She choked
and shook and seemed to convulse, her face filled with my cock, her
ass filled with Carolyn's fingers, her little cunt pulled wide open by
Carolyn's hungry mouth.  Then Carolyn smiled up at me, and I came,
instantly filling up Ruthie's mouth, my cum running out the sides and
down her cheeks.

When my own convulsions were over, I felt my daughter gently, but
firmly, pushing me off Ruthie's face.  I lay beside the child,
exhausted.  Carolyn turned her over, slapped her back, then turned her
over again and applied mouth-to-mouth resuscitation.  The precious
child had passed out when she couldn't breathe, but she had not died. 
As she began to breathe normally, Carolyn looked up at me, her eyes
full of adoration, her face covered in my cum.  This was Ruthie's
first night, but not her last.  And there were so many other children,
too.......


(If you want to read more, please write to me at
Buoy_O_Buoy@yahoo.com.  I'll be happy to continue the story, but only
if you want me to!)

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