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Subject: {ASSM} Dr. Williams' Nursery, Part III (pedo, MFf)
Date: Tue, 29 Jul 2003 16:10:04 -0400
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Hi there!  My name's Carolyn, and I'm the
Administrator of the Tiny Tykes Children's Home.  I've
read the accounts my husband has been writing about
our operations, and I thought you might enjoy hearing
some stories from my perspective, too.  But I'm not as
good a writer as my Daddy, so please be patient!

Oh, in case you haven't read his stories, I guess I
should repeat a couple of things.  You see, my
husband, Frank Williams, IS my Daddy, and we've been
lovers all my life: well, as long as I can remember,
anyway.  Daddy didn't mention it in his stories, but
he home-schooled me, all the way from kindergarten
through 12th grade: he was my only real teacher.  He
must have done a pretty good job, because I passed my
GED test at the age of 16, and was accepted
immediately at the state university.  I completed my
bachelor's and master's degrees by the time I was 21,
and I became the Administrator of the Children's Home
that Daddy and I had started a couple of years
earlier.  As I write this, I'm 23, and Daddy is 57. 
He's the best man I've ever known, and my biggest
sorrow in life is that I'm unable to have children. 
How I'd love to conceive and bear his baby!  But since
I can't, the infants we care for at the Home are a
very precious consolation.

For example, there's Annie, a beautiful little girl
that came to the home two months ago, when she was a
year old.  Of course she was too young to walk or
talk, but her bright blue eyes and pink, chubby
cheeks, framed by silky blonde hair, made her one of
the prettiest babies we'd seen.  

One night, lying in bed after making love, Daddy and I
were talking about the children then residing under
our roof.  We were playing a kind of game: one of us
would mention a child, and the other one would confess
everything we'd like to do with that child.  What made
the game extra yummy was that we'd masturbate each
other while we talked.

I had just finished telling Daddy, between gasps and
groans as he sucked my pussy, what I'd like to do with
Matthew, a 3-year-old boy we hadn't yet "played with."
 I told him how much I wanted to suck Matthew's tiny
penis, and probe his ass with my little finger, and
bite his balls until he screamed and fainted.  Of
course, the more I talked, the more excited we both
became, and after thirty minutes of our "game," we had
both come.

Then, as we rested, it was Daddy's turn, and he began
to talk about little Annie. His desires were pretty
plain: he simply wanted to fuck the little girl, and
keep on fucking her.  However, he also confessed,
rather sheepishly, that he wanted to spank her, too:
her little ass was unusually well-formed, marked with
several precious little dimples.  Daddy's beautiful
cock became harder and harder as he talked, but this
time, instead of sucking him or jerking him off, I
said to myself, "Why not?  Why not right now?"  I
kissed him, told him to wait a minute, and went
downstairs to the room where Annie slept.

I picked her up from her crib (we hadn't yet moved her
to a "big girl" bed) and, taking care not to awken
her, padded back upstairs to our bedroom.  Of couyrse,
my husband had guessed where I was going, and he lay
on the bed expectantly, propped up on our pillows, his
cock huge and twitching slightly.  I carried little
Annie over, laid her on the bed beside him, and
unsnapped and peeled off her little night-suit,
leaving her naked, except for her diaper.  "Here she
is, Daddy," I said.  "Please do it to her!"

He grinned up at me, then leaned over the child as I
sat down at the foot of the bed to watch.  He bent his
head to her chest and sucked one, then the other tiny
nipple into his mouth.  "Sweet baby Annie," he
murmured.

Now she was awakening, stirring, a frown creasing her
little brow.  She opened her eyes and looked up at
him, then smiled happily.  She loved Daddy!

As he continued to kiss her chest, then her round
little tummy, he peeled back the adhesive strips that
held her wet diaper in place, and tugged it off. She
spread her legs innocently, baby pee shining on her
upper thighs and her sweet, puffy cunt.  "Oh dear,
she's wet," Daddy said, frowning.  "How can I make
love to a dirty little girl?"

I giggled: as if he cared!  But I played along with
his game.  "Let me clean her up, Daddy," I said,
moving up to sit closer.  He smiled at me and leaned
back against the pillows again.

Annie looked up at me, gurgling happily, waving her
little arms and legs.  "Naughty Annie," I scolded,
then leaned forward, glanced up at my husband, and
opened my mouth.  I began slowly licking her thighs,
tasting the tang of her little-girl piss, then covered
her little mound with my mouth, and slipped the tip of
my tongue into her cunt.  She squirmed and cooed
happily.  I glanced up at Daddy again; he was
watching, transfixed, as his wife-daughter tongued the
baby's innocent pussy a few feet away from him.

After a minute or two, Annie's thighs and mound were
gleaming with my saliva, and her puffy little lips
were slightly spread.  I gave her belly-button a
quick, final kiss, and scooted back down to the foot
of the bed.  "I think Annie's ready for you, Daddy!"

"Thank you, little girl," he replied.  My cunt was wet
from my "clean-up" job, and hearing him call me
"little girl" aroused me even more, but I kept my
distance: this was Daddy's moment.  He moved down and
kissed baby Annie, pushing his tongue deep into her
mouth; then he moved over her, and positioned his cock
at the entrance to her little cunt.  "Oh yes, do it,
Daddy," I breathed, fascinated by the sight.

Without another word, he pressed the head of his cock,
swollen and already slick with precum, between Annie's
fat little labia.  She stirred beneath him, but didn't
try to get away, and she continued to coo and babble
at him.  I saw the muscles of his buttocks tighten,
and knew that the moment had arrived.

Moaning with joy, he slipped his hands under the child
and grasped her shoulders from beneath, holding her in
place.  Then, with one long, slow movement, he pushed
his beautiful, 7-inch cock deep inside. Annie squealed
adorably, and instinctively began rolling her little
hips from side to side in an effort to escape. At 14
months, she didn't yet understand the mixed feelings
of pain and pleasure she was receiving, so she sought
to escape.

But, as I knew from my own delicious experience, there
was no escaping my father!  

There are two "methods" of fucking an infant girl, and
Daddy was an expert at both. One way is to do it very
gradually, a fraction of an inch at a time, through
many sessions, gradually stretching and expanding the
baby vagina to accomodate an adult penis.  This is how
he had "done" me, so many years ago, and it was still
his preferred method.  Or, one can simply lubricate
the child as much as possible, then tear into her, not
stopping for anything, ignoring all resistance.  I had
lubricated Annie with my tongue; now, in his passion,
Daddy was doing the rest.  No back and forth, no
in-and-out; he simply bore down on the child, his big
cock pushing relentlessly into her pussy as she began
to shriek and gasp, as I watched, in delight ind
admiration.

After maybe 30 seconds of pure pressure, Daddy's cock
had ripped through every tissue, pushed aside every
obstacle, and was buried in her up to the hilt.  I
watched his ass clench and unclench as he thrust back
and forth, his forward motions pushing her body
farther up the bed toward the pillows, his backward
motions actually dragging her back down, so tightly
was her pussy clenching him.  His balls were hard and
tight against his body, his grunts and moans matching
the infant's squeals and cries.  Until finally, his
body stiffened, he threw his head back, and I knew he
was pumpin a fountain of his seed into her tiny,
battered womb.  

The semen was leaking out of her now, mixed with much
blood, covering her cunt, her ass, her thighs, and
Daddy's balls.  I watched and waiting, my fingers
twirling furiously inside my pussy, and soon he rolled
off the child and lay panting.

I immediately moved to his side and leaned over,
licking and sucking the sperm and blood off him,
groaning with pleasure at the taste.  Annie lay still,
probably in shock, her eyes wide and staring.  "Oh,
Daddy, you were just wonderful," I purred in his ear.

He smiled up at me.  "Did baby Annie cum, honey?" he
asked.  This was another part of our game, and I
played along.  "No, Daddy, she didn't," I replied
sadly, "little Annie was a bad, bad girl."

"Oh, dear," he said frowning, "then I guess you know
what must be done."

"Yes, Daddy, of course," I said solemnly.  Leaning
past him, I grasped the child's shoulder and rolled
her onto her tummy. Her pink, dimpled ass jutted into
the air as I adjusted her hips and legs.

Daddy stood up, walked across the room, and retrieved
a broad, thick leather belt from his bureau. 
Returning to the bed, he said, "Hold her, Carolyn."

"Yes, Daddy," I replied obediently, gripping her
bloody little waist.  With a THWACK! the belt, doubled
up, smacked down on her tiny, trembling ass.

When Daddy and I finally finished spanking her,
fifteen minutes later, her ass and thighs were already
beginning to turn black and blue.  Daddy and fell upon
her, embracing her, and as we cradled her between our
bodies, we began to fuck, desperately and without
restraint.  Annie's little head and arms flopped
helplessly between us as we bucked and thrashed and
came against each other.


(If you want to read more of these stories, please let
me know at Buoy_O_Buoy@yahoo.com .  Thanks!)

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