Perverts 'R' Us

The Plan

By Valleyal ( M/F/g, pedo, oral, rom )

Tommy Cannon was a pedophile. He had always known that he was most attracted to little girls. Ever since the time when he and a neighborhood girl and first began playing doctor, he knew that this was true. As a teen he would often baby-sit little kids to earn spending money. He would be much too scared to try anything more than just fondling them, but he knew the desire was always there.

Tommy was not a violent person. Periodically he might imagine going out and looking for a little girl and then just take from her what he wanted. This would have been no good, firstly because of the risk of getting caught, but also because doing something brutal was not part of his nature. The attraction of young girls was mostly because to him they seemed so sweet and innocent. Raping someone would spoil this illusion that he had worked up.

Sure, as a teen he began seeing girls. It was ok and nice in a way, but it wasn't fulfilling that deep-down desire he had. As he became an adult, he was even having sex with his girlfriends. That was nice too. It just wasn't what he really wanted.

What Tommy really wanted to find was a situation where he could become close to some pretty young girl, but not have to go through the fear of being found out and arrested. He needed to find someone with a small child who would be naive enough not to see what kind of person he really was. Someone who was desperate enough that she would overlook the attentions he was showing her daughter.

Now in his early 20s, he needed a plan.

He had known Brittany Simpson back in school. She was a year behind him. She was sort of short and pudgy, almost like a stump and not one of the most popular girls. She did have pretty, long, brown hair, and her face wasn't too bad to look at. In school, Brittany never seemed to have too many dates, though she tried her best to get boys to like her. The only ones asking her out were the guys who wanted her to put out on the first date. Brittany wanted love, not sex.

As a senior, she had given in to a few boys. It wasn't like she was a slut or anything, just a girl looking for love. As luck would have it, she became pregnant from one of these trysts. There were only three possibilities that the father could be, but Brittany couldn't be entirely certain as to which it was. None of the three came forward as word of her pregnancy spread, so Brittany was left to become a single mom. Two months after graduation, her daughter Stacy was born.

For the next couple of years, Brittany had a hard time of it. Her parents had disowned her for becoming an unwed mother. Living in such a small town with gossip the way it was, she soon enough realized that men expected her to put out if they asked her out. They only wanted one thing from her...sex and nothing more. Brittany wanted a man to love her. Could that be asking too much?

Brittany had known Tommy Cannon as they grew up. He was what everyone called a 'dweeb' or a 'nerd'. He was short like her, rail-thin, and also very timid. He had been away at college after he had graduated from high school, so maybe he wasn't aware of all the rumors and gossip that she had caused in her senior year.

Tommy had spotted Brittany again the first time he went into the Dew Drop. It was a small beer joint just past the city limit signs where she worked as a barmaid and waitress. Tommy had gotten his Degree in Textile Manufacturing and was slowly going to work his way up the corporate ladder. A couple of times after getting off from work, he would stop in for a cold beer or two before heading for his new home. He would see Brittany working on these occasions. As well he also might go by on a Friday or Saturday evening for more cold beer. In a small town there wasn't much else to do. He didn't know anything about Brittany having a daughter.

One Saturday morning, Tommy stopped by the Piggly Wiggly to buy up some needed groceries. As he came to the checkout line, he noticed Brittany just in front of him. Tommy was polite, so he said hi. It was then that he saw sitting in her cart the most beautiful sight he had ever seen, her daughter Stacy. It had to be hers, because of the facial resemblance as well as the same doe eyes. Other than that, everything about the child looked different. When the child smiled back at him after being introduced, it was then that he knew he had to have her. First, he had to form a plan to win Brittany over and then after winning the Mom, he would work his plan to win the child.

Tommy started going by the Dew Drop almost every day after getting off work. He was polite and extremely friendly to Brittany, trying all of his best jokes to get her to smile. He was trying to slowly melt away her wariness concerning men. Tommy always made a point to ask Brittany how her daughter was doing. She found this quite touching, his concern for her daughter. By this time, Tommy had learned some of the circumstances.

Tommy asked Brittany out a few times, with her always declining. He sensed her wariness, so he didn't let her initial declines stop his determination. He knew that, given time, her loneliness would prevail.

When he asked her to the town 4th of July picnic, she couldn't say no then. When he insisted and in fact encouraged her to bring along Stacy, she knew she had made the right decision to say yes. All of the other men who had previously asked her out wanted her for sex and didn't want to have a brat around.

At the picnic, Tommy was a perfect gentleman. He was polite and paid Brittany lots of attention. What most struck her was that he also paid just as much attention to Stacy. He sat there playing with the child, making her giggle a lot. All three had a good time.

Brittany began going out more and more with Tommy, sometimes just the two of them, but frequently with Stacy along. He spent way more than necessary on birthday presents for Stacy's 3rd birthday. On these dates, Tommy was a perfect gentleman, not attempting any moves on her. Sure they could both feel the sexual tension that was rising, but other than chaste, goodnight kisses, he didn't lay a hand on her. She observed him saying that he wanted it to be special. Brittany was falling for Tommy just as he planned.

Although not getting rich by any means, Tommy was making an ample income to live on. He could see that Brittany was struggling financially in her low-paying, part-time job. He had offered more than once to help Brittany pay for childcare for the times she was working. She had always refused, but that didn't stop him from offering. A few of the times when he knew that money was extremely tight for her he had even babysat Stacy while Brittany worked. He was polite and nice to the child, making her comfortable with him being around.

When the September rent rolled around and he knew that Brittany didn't have enough money to pay it, he offered that they could stay in his house for the time being, temporarily until she was back on her feet. He kept saying he certainly didn't want them to be kicked out and have to live in a car or something. Finally Brittany consented, and moved Stacy's and her things in.

At this point, Tommy began to be a little more affectionate. He might sit closer to her as well as give her more hugs. He would always do this in front of Stacy, and he would also make compliments about Brittany, praising her. For Brittany's upcoming birthday, he sneakily conspired with Stacy to take her out to that new romantic Italian Restaurant in the next county when he found out it was one of her secret wishes to go there. It was all very romantic to Brittany and she had a great time. That evening after getting home and checking on the sleeping Stacy, as Tommy was driving the babysitter home, Brittany determined that she was going to pay back Tommy for all of his kindness. She determined that she would pay him back in the only way she knew how, with herself and her body.

Although perhaps a bit awkward, the passion they experienced was so romantic to her. She was in love with him and wanted to do all that she could to have him to feel the same way. They began to be more affectionate to each other, frequently in front of Stacy. This felt awkward at first to Brittany, kissing and cuddling while Stacy was in the room, but she chalked it up to Tommy's need to be part of a family. He always tried so hard to have Stacy like him just as much as Brittany. He would even include Stacy, so it became something of a group hug.

Frequently their passion would get to be a bit much and Stacy might walk in when her Mom's shirt was unbuttoned and Tommy's head was buried, sucking on her titties. Tommy wouldn't always stop immediately, so Stacy got exposed and used to seeing her Mom and him making out. To some degree, this concerned Brittany, but as they all three had a talk, Tommy convinced her that it was good for Stacy to see her Mom in a loving relationship. It got so that now Brittany was even giving Tommy blowjobs while he and Stacy sat on the couch watching TV.

Tommy and Stacy were becoming closer, but not so that it would concern Brittany. The child was starting to feel comfortable enough to sometimes be around the house in the late evening partially dressed. Tommy allayed Brittany's fears, in that he always kept saying he wanted Stacy to feel that this was her home too. The more comfortable she felt, then the more at home she would also feel. Tommys' concern for Stacy and her happiness was what was winning Brittany more than anything else. The one thing she already knew was that she never wanted to leave and would do anything to keep Tommy always wanting her there.

Tommy's plan was slowly but surely working out. Winning Brittany over had been easy. She was so desperate in her determination to be loved that all he had to do was pay her the least bit of attention and kindness and she was all his. But what he wanted most was the beautiful daughter.

Stacy was a sweet child with an always-ready smile. She loved her mom with all her heart and her greatest wish was to see her mom happy. With Tommy being so nice and good to her mom, he had half of the battle already won.

Living in the same house with one bathroom, it was difficult if not impossible for there not to be times when one or more of them might be partially dressed in front of someone else. With her mom working evenings frequently, it would be just Tommy and her, all alone. He didn't do anything to scare her, and she grew used to him tucking her in or perhaps shampooing or washing her hair for her. As he was so affectionate with her mom, she grew comfortable giving and receiving hugs with him. It just seemed to be his way of being affectionate with her. She grew used to climbing up in his lap every evening as they watched TV, waiting either for bedtime or for her mom to get home if she wasn't working that late.

Although initially fully dressed, it got to be that he would be in just his underwear after his evening bath. Stacy was getting used to seeing him this way. On those occasions when her Mom wasn't working, they had gotten to the point of not even going to the bedroom and would just make out on the couch. Stacy could tell that what Tommy especially liked was for Brittany to give him blowjobs. Maybe it would have been better if they had left and gone into the bedroom for privacy and not done this right in front of Stacy, but Stacy determined that since Tommy was making her mom more happy than she had ever seen her, this was just two grown-ups getting a bit frisky.

Stacy liked being cuddled. Her mom didn't do it nearly as much with her as she would have liked. Before Mr. Tommy had come into their lives, her mom and she had cuddled a lot more. Now being in his house, Brittany seemed to spend more of her time cuddling with him and had less time for her. Without thinking about it, she just transferred a lot of her built-up affection to him. That he was a hugger and seemed to cherish cuddling with her was an added bonus.

Every evening, with her mom working after their baths, Tommy was in just his shorts, and she in nothing more than panties and a shirt, she would climb into his lap and they would cuddle until bedtime. It became natural for him to run his hands all over her, always being gentle. Stacy grew to love it almost as much as he did.

Tommy was in Heaven as his plan was working to perfection. He had won the child over and was getting to fondle her most every evening. Best of all, the child loved it and seemed more than eager to participate. She usually wore a tee shirt and panties, but sometimes now with the weather getting warmer, she might climb into his lap with no shirt at all and just panties. Since he fondled her in other places, and not just what was in her panties, she got used to his hands on her and didn't associate his touches as being anything sexual or wrong. He never pulled her panties off, so that each time her panties came down some it seemed natural and normal. Since he never forced her hand to touch him in places, it became natural and normal as well if his dick sometimes grew as she sat in his lap. Some of the time it would accidentally peek out through the slit opening as he fondled her. Since he wasn't forcing or making her do anything but enjoy his caresses, Stacy grew used to and comfortable with it peeking through the opening as she sat atop it. They giggled and made jokes that his dick must be anticipating her momma getting home soon and was coming out to play too early.

Sometimes as she sat atop it and her panties were down some, Tommy might reposition her to where it stuck out between her legs. Through jokes he had her convinced that this was probably more comfortable for her, being there instead of poking her in one of her butt cheeks. Stacy had to agree that it was more comfortable. And it did seem to fit nicely as it sneaked its way between her legs. It didn't hurt and seemed to tickle some as it grew and was pressed against her.

If she wiggled around any, soon after a white, sticky stuff would leak out. She didn't have to wiggle much at all to make stuff come out. When her Mom would give him blowjobs lots of times it was five minutes or more before he would squirt. Stacy had gotten used to seeing her momma do this with him. She felt proud of herself that she could make it squirt faster than even her momma could.

As Stacy and Tommy progressed in their affections, Tommy grew even more affectionate with Brittany, not necessarily when alone in their bedroom, but more so in the den where Stacy might sometimes be. It got so they were always sucking and fucking, usually on the couch, or even the floor in front of the TV. It didn't matter if Stacy was in the room or not. Brittany was getting so used to Stacy being around that it didn't really matter. It even got to feeling so normal that Brittany might cuddle Stacy while Tommy was fucking her doggie style, or maybe he was cuddling her while Brittany gave him a blowjob. It got to feeling that all was normal and Brittany didn't want Stacy to feel neglected and left out.

One of the times, when Brittany was giving Tommy a blowjob and he was cuddling Stacy, Brittany looked up and saw that her daughter's face was inches away from her own and was intently watching the dick sliding in and out of her mouth. For a moment there, she thought that maybe she and Tommy were carrying it a bit too far. When Stacy reached over to caress Brittany's cheek and feel the cheek bulge out each time the dick went in, Brittany almost gagged in shock. In bed that night talking it over with Tommy, she let him know that she thought they were going too far and should cut back on doing stuff in front of Stacy anymore. Without any protest, he agreed.

But things changed after that. Tommy stopped being affectionate with Brittany around Stacy as she had requested. By doing this, most of their affection had stopped. Tommy didn't complain or protest, but he sure seemed a lot less happy. Worst of all, Stacy was the one that seemed most sad. She could sense this new tension between her Mom and Tommy. Though not sure of the reasons, she was scared that in some ways it might be her fault and she was the cause of things now getting so quiet in the household.

Brittany was perplexed. She wanted to set a good example for Stacy, but didn't want to do anything to jeopardize her relationship with Tommy. Her worst fear was that he would no longer want her, and she and Stacy would have to move out of the home they had learned to love. That evening, when she and Tommy were alone in bed together and she had thoughts of the two of them getting frisky, he just rolled over on his side and said something about a headache. During breakfast they even quarreled about the coffee being made too weak. Brittany was almost in tears as Tommy left for work. Stacy didn't even seem to want to play with her that morning, just sort of pouting in her own room.

An hour later, a flower truck pulled up and a guy brought in a dozen roses. Stacy came out of the room and squealed as they opened the box and saw all the pretty flowers. They both read the card where it just said, "I'm sorry" and saw that it was sent by Tommy. Stacy looked at her mom and simply said..."Momma, just do whatever it takes to make him happy."

That afternoon Brittany called into the Dew Drop and asked to be off that night. Since she was always dependable and a good worker her request was granted. She and Stacy loaded up in the car and went to both the Wal-Mart and the Piggly Wiggly. At the grocery store, she picked out his favorite meal, steaks and bought a big pack of ribeyes. She also got some large Irish potatoes and some candles so that evening would be his favorite meal in the most romantic setting she could think of.

At the Wal-Mart, Stacy helped her pick out the prettiest and sexiest lingerie they could find. It was a baby-doll nightie, completely sheer. They hurried back home so the meal would be ready when Tommy came in.

Tommy walked in the door and saw Brittany in the dining room, lighting candles. The table was all set and he could see juicy steaks on each plate. What he most noticed was that Brittany had on a see-through nightie, leaving nothing to the imagination. Glancing to his left, he could see Stacy sneakily smiling and peeking out the door to her bedroom. Brittany came towards him and they ended up in a tender embrace. They never made it to the dining room table.

While he was fucking Brittany on the couch, he felt something grab his hand. He looked up and saw that it was Stacy wanting to hold his hand. He saw that with her other hand she was holding her mom's. He almost immediately ejaculated inside Brittany and as they both collapsed, Stacy was drawn into a three-way hug.

As they recovered and begin to sit up, they all noticed that Tommy's erection had not died down any. Brittany reached down and began to touch him there. Soon enough she leaned her head down and was about to put it in her mouth. Stacy had repositioned herself to get a better look. Both mom and daughter leaned down and kissed his dick, one on each side. Looking up, Brittany made him promise that it would have to remain a secret if she permitted Stacy to take part in anything between them. Tommy nodded a silent 'yes' as he felt Stacy's lips move over his dick head as Brittany held it for her. His plan had worked out far beyond anything he had ever imagined.