Perverts 'R' Us

Luscious Baby

By Antony Johnson ( M/g, pedo, 1st, anal, infant )

"Damn you, ugly bitch!" I yelled at Carmen, my wife. I grabbed her hair and kicked her out. She tried to get in, pleading and crying but I spit in her face and closed the door in front of her.

Then it was Thomas and I, man to man. I grabbed him by his neck and smacked my fist as hard as I could in his face, in his stomach and in his face and then again and again. He must have thought to reason with me, about him my best friend fucking my wife-bitch, because he didn't fight back.

Then something snapped in his face. I broke his jaw and it gave him a funny smirk on his face. Something snapped inside me and that made it to an end for me too. I dragged him towards the door and threw him out, still bare-naked, but I didn't care. I didn't care either that neighbors had been watching, damn hypocrites! All these weeks they've known my wife was fucking him and not one told me.

I locked the door behind me, got myself a Jack Daniels and looked around through the house looking at the disgusting mess they've made and I was breathing in the disgusting scent of luscious sex mixed with her perfume. For over thirteen years, Thomas and I were friends and at the age of 23 I had everything pretty much fixed I thought. I never expected my friend from seventh grade to cheat on me with my wife.

Carmen and me were married only two years and we had this lovely baby. We met at work; she worked in the restaurant of the hospital where I was genitor. It clicked straightaway. And she was good-looking and always fun. Always trying new sexual stuff. Like the time we tried a threesome with Amber, a young girl she was training as server in the restaurant. Or when we took turns on fucking Barky, our dog. She liked dildoes, and she once tried to slide one inside my asshole, but it was to painful for me, but I loved it when she would toss my salad. That's us, were so liberated, that is until now. This wasn't part of the agreement. A third one was fine, but not without the other, or without the other's consent. This was humiliating and it hurts and that made me angry. My head kept spinning over this; I locked the sound outside, only my feelings were there.

From a distance I heard my little girl crying, and I went upstairs. I looked at her and took her in my arms. I felt so abandoned and cheated. I didn't deserve this and while I cradled my little girl, tears ran over my face. In some sort of trance, I started cleaning her diapers and laid her back in the bed.

Then the doorbell rang. A police officer told me he had come to collect the baby, and arrest me for beating the living shit out of Thomas and assaulting my wife. I let the officer and his partner in and explained what had happened. They were understanding, told me that aggression was not the solution, but seeing the circumstances understandable, they told me that they would investigate this matter. Until that time, I was not allowed to leave the house or the premises or have contact with either Thomas or Carmen, and Rebecca was to stay here until everything was solved. Tomorrow they were coming back.

I closed the door and went back to my bottle. I drank that night until I nearly dropped. It was when I got sick in my head, I assume. I went to Rebecca's room and looked at her. All I saw was her mommy's face smiling at me telling me to get some.

I looked at her and picked her up out of her crib. Running my sticky fingers over her bare tummy and back. Damn, I could smack her! Little bitch. But instead I took her to the bathroom laid her down in the bathtub and started peeing on her. The golden stream of piss leaked over her tummy into her diapers and then I pointed at her face. The surprised look on her fat little face was great. Then the corners of her mouth curled down and she began crying. The last bit of my piss went straight down her throat and into her little tummy.

Then it struck me as if by lightning what I was doing to my little precious. I took her out of the tub and held her close to me. It wasn't meant for her, but for her mommy. And as soon I held her, she stopped crying. I opened the water and filled the bath. Overwhelmed by guilt, I wanted to clean her up. So I took the lavender soap and made some foamy bath for the both of us, washing my piss off my little baby. Her soaking diapers dropped on the floor as we stepped into the bath.

We sat down in the bath, her little body squirmed as the two of us bathed. She slammed the water and the foam and played while I looked with glazy eyes in the darkness of my existence. I ran my right hand of her tummy feeling how the booze started working on me again. I moved slowly, still in trance my hand between her little thighs and felt the puffy little lips between my fingertips. With my index finger, I looked for the tiny opening and when I founded it I gently pushed my finger inside my eighteen-month-old baby. She sat very still while my cock got harder and harder, poking against her back. Then she moved just a bit and I could feel her butt crack on my 'Johnson'. I was nice, warm, and wet in the bath and while I slowly finger-fucked my baby. My dick started aching with lust for entering her.

With my knees, I pushed her legs a bit aside and moved her now so my dick would lay in front of her tiny little cunt hole. By pushing out my own tummy, I made my cock slip between her lips. Now I don't have a very fat cock, but slightly long and it was perfect to stick the tip of my cock into her little cunt. It was tight, very tight. She didn't do anything, but seemed to want what her dad was doing. Only my head was in and slowly I made her sink over my cock, softly pushing my little girl onto my thin, rock hard cock.

The water turned softly pink from the blood oozing from her puffy cut. Then she started crying again. But I couldn't hear her, for I was too far-gone by now. I started rocking her up and down my hard shaft, plunging the water everywhere. With my baby still nailed on my cock, I stepped out of the pink water and looked at us in the mirror. It was some sight, I assure you! Her legs were bent to the sides and my cock was buried deep inside her tiny lips. With my left hand I held her still on my cock, and with my other hand I spread her cunt lips real wide so I could even get a better peek.

The pink, reddish flesh was spread wide by the force of my cock inside her little cunt. The look of it, the scent of blood and all my rage were focused on my cock buried deep in her. Blood now dripped from the base of my penis over my sack in big drops on the floor tiles. I wanted some more to do, so I took Rebecca from my cock and brought her to the master bedroom. I laid one of the towels down so she wouldn't leak blood all over the bed. I dried her off and looked at the damage. It wasn't too bad. Her hymen was torn to pieces, but the bleeding had already stopped.

As soon my cock was ejected from her womb, she stopped crying. But I knew she soon was going to do some more crying. I laid her down and looked at her. She still had her mommy's face. I was going to do something her mommy really loved. From the cabinet next to the bed I grabbed a tube of KY and started smearing that on my cock. With my middle finger I smeared some on her ass and poked it in and out for a few times. Then I positioned myself close to her and lifted her onto my cock again. This was even tighter then her cunt hole and her ass muscles were kneading my dick. I did put some more KY on my cock and slipped into her all the way. I laid her down on her stomach and pushed myself into her again. I started fucking my eighteen-month-old baby in her ass like I never fucked before.

My dick disappeared into her hole all the way. I even tried to put my balls in her too, but that didn't work. Then I shot my load inside her, making her asshole wet and slippery and damp. I felt really relieved and calm now over the events that occurred last 24 hours.

The next morning the police came by again. No case, no problem. That week a lawyer delivered divorce papers. She wanted her toys, her records, my car and the dog, and I could keep the house and the baby. Which was just fine by me. I don't need a friend or bitch-wife anymore if I could have a baby.

The End