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Babysitting Gemma part 3 - MFg, cons, oral, inc


Disclaimer:
	This is a work of fiction.  No illegal activity described
	herein was carried out, this document details fantasies
	that took place late at night when I was alone in bed. I
	firmly believe that no fifteen minutes of pleasure is
	worth the innocence of a child.  Besides, I derive much
	pleasure from the company of children, playing with them
	or simply watching them at play, I am not going to risk
	this for any momentarily heightened sense of pleasure.

	If you are under the age of eighteen the law says I've
	got to tell you to go away, so, "Go away!"  Common sense
	says you're going to ignore me, so don't blame me if you
	go blind, your parents find you in possession of this
	document or your cum causes your space bar to stop
	working.

	If this type of material is illegal in your city, state,
	country, then see above, substituting "law enforcement
	agency" in place of "parents".



Babysitting Gemma Part 3.


"Mummy I'm scared." Gemma's voice quavers from the doorway, and I feel Laura stiffen on top of 
me.  Then with her fear of the storm wiped away by what she's witnessing, Gemma asks curiously, 
"What are you doing with Geoff Mummy?  Is he hurting you?  How come you haven't got any clothes 
on?  Why does it smell funny in here?"

Laura looks down at me with panic in her eyes, and I murmur, "Now *this* is what I call a 
compromising position."

---

For a brief moment she looks startled, and then bursts out with gales of laughter, which she 
quickly suppresses.  "It looks like we're going to be having that little talk even sooner than 
expected." Laura chuckles, adding with a mischievous grin for me, "And since she wanted to know 
what was making the tent in your shorts, why don't we just let her see for herself."

Before I can tighten my grip on Laura's hips and hold her in place, she pulls herself free with 
an obscene slurp.  My prick slaps wetly against my belly, and Laura leaves a slimy trail across 
my thigh and hip, as she dismounts and sits tailor fashion by my side.

My hands hover aimlessly in mid air where Laura's hips had been a few seconds earlier, and then 
with an embarrassed smile I let them fall by my sides.  Giving no sign that she'd seen it 
before, Gemma sidles up to the bed and leans over to examine my slimy member at close range.

"Did he have that in you Mummy?  Where did it go?  Was it in your place where I hurted myself?  
It's really big, how does it fit?  Why were you calling him Daddy Mummy."  Gemma continues her 
barrage of questions.

"There you go." Laura whispers wickedly, "All you have to do is become a pervert and you can 
feel like John Holmes all the time."

Her words strike too close to home for me to find them funny, and I let out a strangled gasp, 
"Laura!"

She answers with nudge to my ribs and a wicked grin.  Then ignoring me, she says, "Come on up 
here honey, and we'll explain."

The panty clad little five year old scrambles up onto the side of the bed and drops herself 
down astride my knees. "What were you and Geoff doing Mummy?" she asks, her eyes locked solidly 
on my cock, and despite my best efforts to will it away, it remains iron hard.

"One question at a time Honey." Laura laughs. "Geoff and I were doing something that felt 
really good and were having a lot of fun."

"Can I have fun too?" Gemma asks innocently.

"You're a bit young to have that sort of fun Gemmy." Laura replies calmly enough, though I 
notice a glint in her eye, that makes be both hopeful and fearful. "But you can still have fun 
by touching your special place."

"Uh-huh?" she nods, "Is this Geoff's penis?" Before she can be stopped, Gemma's tiny hands grab 
hold of my cock and levers it up until the sightless eye stares into her face.

"Oh shit!" I mutter, quickly prising Gemma's fingers away, "You're not supposed to touch me 
there?"

With a wicked smirk for me, Laura says, "Yes that's his penis.  Where did you hear that name?"

"From Kindergarten Cop.  It's a penis 'cos it's the thing that's different from girls isn't it?  
An' this is your vagina.  Right?" Gemma's fingers close on the sensitive nodule of flesh 
peeking forth at the top of Laura's slit, making her mother gasp with something that could only 
be passion.

It's my turn to chuckle as Laura divests herself of her daughter's fingers. "Uh, not exactly 
honey." she replies, "That bit's called my clit.  My vagina is actually the hole that goes up 
inside me between my legs."

"I've got one of those.  See?" The little girl cries excitedly, pushing the front of her 
knickers down until almost her entire mound is exposed. "No-o you've got to look too Geoff." 
she informs me as I look away.

"Go on Geoff." Laura encourages me. "You can't hurt her with your eyes."

Again that strange glint is in her eyes as I look first at her for confirmation, and then down 
into the gap between her daughter's legs.  All I can actually see is the small pink crease 
between the lips Gemma is holding apart and the tiny button of her clitoris at the top, with 
her vaginal entrance remaining tucked away behind the barrier of her bunched up knickers.  
However, that is more than enough with Laura's knee touching my hip, and I say nothing.

But Laura has different ideas.  "Gemmy, we can't actually see your vagina like that." she says, 
Why don't you slip your knickers off and lean back a bit.

Unable to believe that Laura is actually saying these things, I watch numbly as Gemma rolls 
onto her back between my ankles and assumes almost the same exact position that had started 
this whole thing situation off in the first place.  Laughing, Laura lightly paddles the cotton 
encased little bottom that is aimed my way and strips her daughter's knickers away.

Gemma throws her legs out wide, the moment her knickers clear her feet and fumbles for a few 
moments between her legs, before she gets a secure two handed grip on her labia and stretches 
herself obscenely open.  "Can you see it now Mummy?  Geoff?" Gemma asks.

'Oh yes, we can see it.'  My cock throbs with passion as it really hits me that I'm staring 
straight into the sweet hairless pussy of a five year old girl while her mother sits beside me 
with her eyes on exactly the same sight.  'Oh shit!' Tearing my eyes from Gemma's tiny cunt I 
look across at Laura.  She is looking between the spread legs of her daughter, but as a watch, 
they flick sideways to look down at my cock glistening with her drying pussy juices.  Her eyes 
lift to my face meeting mine and she flushes as she realises that I am looking down at where 
she is slowly flicking her fingertip back and forth over her clit.

"Is this getting to you too?" she asks in a faint whisper.

Shamefacedly, I nod. "Are we...?  Is this...?"

"I don't think so." she replies, "We haven't really done anything, and everything that has 
happened has been her own idea."

'And damned near everything that happened while you were at work was her idea too.' I think 
before saying, "Still it's not really right.  It's one thing to think about it, but this..."

"I know." she nods, "But I'm about this far off being a quivering wreck.  You?"

"The only reason I haven't thrown you down and nailed you to the sheet is that Gemma's on top 
of me."

"Now that sounds interesting," she smirks.

"Mummy!" Gemma shakes Laura's shoulder, "You're not listening to me."

"Oh sorry Honey," Laura apologises, "Geoff and I were talking about something very important, 
but we're finished now.  What were you saying?"

"Can you see my vagina place?" Gemma ask in that special tone of exasperation reserved for 
adults who don't listen.

"Yes we did Honey, and it was very pretty." Laura replies, "Now sit up, because we have to say 
something very important to you."

"What is it Mummy?" Gemma asks, letting her pussy lips close, and struggling upright.  It's an 
improvement, but the sight of her little mound just inches beyond my balls is still a more than 
distracting sight.

"O.K." Laura begins, "What Mummy and Geoff were doing before was something very special, and 
we're going to tell you all about it.  However, you can't tell anybody else about it, not even 
your best friend, because it's something that only mummies and daddies can tell their 
children."

"But Geoff isn't my daddy." Gemma says.  She explains to me, "My real daddy runned away when 
Mummy had me, and my other daddies were bad.  I wish you were my daddy."

"I sort of wish he was too." Laura replies, adding with an arch look at me, "Though he was a 
bit of a shit about the time I had you, and it certainly would have raised a few eyebrows."

"Huh?"

"Don't worry, I was just teasing Geoff a bit." Laura chuckles, "Geoff is sort of like your 
daddy anyway, because he looks after you a lot."

"Does that mean he's like Janice's, and Julie's, and Caroline's and Susan's, and Gracie's, and 
Megan's, and Olivia's daddy too?" Gemma asks, naming the other girls I most often look after.

"Sort of," Laura replies, "But it's still up to their mummies to decide when their girls learn 
these things, you can't say anything.  This is a big secret and you have to promise not to say 
anything to anybody, unless we say you can.  This is very important, especially because Geoff 
isn't your real daddy and he could get into a lot of trouble and maybe go to jail if anybody 
found out."

"I promise Mummy." Gemma says solemnly, before throwing herself full length on my body and 
snuggling up to my chest. "I love Geoff and I never want him to go away."

"Gah." is about the limit of my response, since her warm little pussy mound is pressing down on 
the underside of my cock head.

"Are you going to be my new Daddy Geoff?" Gemma asks hopefully, "*You* won't hit my Mummy like 
the bad daddies did.  Please be my Daddy."

She begs me so pitifully that I temporarily forget the soft, warm pussy lips pressing down on 
my cock head.  But while Laura and I had skirted around the subject earlier, I wasn't sure how 
I should answer.  I didn't want to disappoint the little girl, but nor did I want to make a 
promise that I couldn't keep.  "Laura?" I ask softly.

"We don't really know yet Honey." Laura answers her daughter gently. "Geoff and I like each 
other a lot, but things might not work out, and if that happens you might get hurt."

"Uh-uh." Gemma declares emphatically, "My Geoff's not like the bad daddy the policemans put in 
jail, he'd never hurt me.  Will you pleeezze be my Daddy Geoff?"

"Gah!" I reply, as the little girl tries to make herself a part of me.

"I think you'd better move Gemmy." Laura chuckles, "You're squashing Geoff's penis."

"Oh, I'm sorry!" Gemma cries contritely, scrambling up until her face is level with mine. "Did 
I hurt it Geoff?"

"Uh no." I manage to jerk out.

"I'd say not." Laura giggles wickedly.

"Huh?" Gemma looks curiously at her mother.

"I think Geoff felt pretty good." Laura tells her daughter with a sly glance toward me as I beg 
her with her eyes to shut up.

"How come you made me stop then?" Gemma asks, "I want Geoff to like me so he'll stay with us."

"Well you don't need to do that to make Geoff like you Honey." Laura says, "He loves you very 
much already, and I think you know that don't you?"

"Uh-huh." the little girl nods, snuggling her little face up under my chin.

"So you never have to do anything to make him want to like you because he already does." Laura 
says lying down to cuddle up next to us. "In fact you should never try to make people do things 
because bad things happen.  That's why we had so much trouble with those other men.  I tried to 
make them like me when they didn't really want to, and I made you call them Daddy to try and 
make them like you too.

"I know you're still a little bit young to really understand all this, and I'll explain it to 
you again, when you get older.  But will you promise me one thing for now?  Please don't ever 
do anything just because you'll think someone will like you if you do.  You have to want to do 
it too."

"Does that mean I don't have to eat beans any more?" Gemma asks eagerly.

"Laura rolls her eyes at this and chuckles, "Well that wasn't quite what I meant, but you are a 
little young still."

"Can I have a go?" I ask.

"Be my guest." Laura tells me.

"O.K. Gemma, let's start with beans since you don't seem to like them very much." I say.

"They're yuck." Gemma declares with feeling.

"Are they really yuck?" I ask, "Or is it just that you don't like them as much as some other 
things like ice cream for instance?"

"I love ice cream." the little girl beams, "I had two whole scoops last night."

"Geoff!" Laura scolds me lightly, "That's too much."

"Ha, you wouldn't have thought so if you saw the way she attacked her dinner and then went 
after mine."

"I was hungry." Gemma puts in defensively.

"Obviously." Laura chuckles.

"You didn't answer my question Gemma." I say. "Are beans really, really yucky or just not very 
nice?"

"Brussels sprouts are worse." she opines.

"Now that I can agree with you on." I chuckle, "Laura, if the cohabitational experiment desired 
by your youthful offspring is attempted, then the serving of the aforementioned vegetation from 
hell will be deemed an offence punishable by not less than three day solitary slumber."

"Agreed, on both counts." Laura giggles.  She then replies with a serious nod, when I look at 
her questioningly.

Just like that, we agree that we should try moving in together.  The look of confusion on 
Gemma's face is such that I can't resist going on in the same manner.  Grinning, I ask, "May I 
borrow your descendant, in order that I might introduce my immediate ancestor to her new second 
generation twig on the family tree."

I watch as Laura sorts through the convolutions of my speech, then grin back at me.  "You bet, 
but I want to be there to watch her face when you do it."

"But of course." I laugh, "It would be churlish of me not to allow my maternal parent to become 
acquainted with all parties involved."

"Mummy what are you and Geoff talking about?" Gemma asks perplexedly.

"Oh nothing terribly important," Laura says teasingly, "but you really shouldn't call him Geoff 
you know?"

"Why not?" the bewildered looking little girl asks, "That's his name."

"Well he's got a..." Laura begins.

"Can I say it?" I ask breaking in over the top.

"O.K." Laura agrees with a grin.

"I've got a new name now Gemmy." I say, "You're mummy and I were just discussing it."

"What is it?" Gemma asks, by now more than a little frustrated.

"I'll give you a hint." I grin, "It begins with duh."

"Um David?" she asks tentatively.

"No, it's a very special name, and you gave it to me." I reply.

"I haven't given you a new name."

"Are you sure about that Honey?" I ask, "It's an extra very special n..."

"DADDY!" She shrieks at the top of her lungs, and plasters my face with kisses while trying to 
choke the life out of me.

"Aw she guessed." Laura pouts.

"Gack" I reply.

"Careful there Gemmy." Laura giggles, "I think you're choking him."

"Are you really and truly going to be my Daddy?" Gemma asks ecstatically, lessening the 
pressure on my windpipe by at least a dyne.

"Well I'm going to move in with you and your mummy, and we'll see how it goes." I reply, trying 
to temper things a little.

"Are you still going to look after the other girls?" she asks me.

"Why, don't you want me to?" I ask.

"No you gotta look after them," she tells me, "b'cause I wanna tell them you're *my* daddy 
now."

Gemma looks so possessive that Laura looks at me worriedly. "Uh-oh, I hadn't thought of that." 
she murmurs.

"Gemma." I say firmly, "Just because I'm living with you now, doesn't mean things will be any 
different when I'm looking after the others.  I can't treat you and them differently, because 
it wouldn't be fair."

"I don't mean you can't tell them." I add as she looks at me crestfallen. "But you have to 
share me with them like you did before.  Maybe even let them have me a bit more because you'll 
have me the rest of the time."

She looks a little mutinous at the idea of sharing me, but after a few moments she nods and 
magnanimously says. "O.K. I'll let them borrow you sometimes."

Laura and I exchange grins at the condescending tone adopted by Gemma.  "Next Saturday should 
be interesting to say the least." Laura observes wryly.

"Oh I'll step in if they look like drawing blood." I chuckle, "But who's going to protect you 
when the fur begins to fly?"

"Oh God.  I never thought of that." Laura chuckles. "I've got to share you with them too.  But 
this is mine." She reaches across to take hold of my now soft prick.

Gemma squirms around to look at what her mother is talking about and asks curiously, "How come 
it's not big any more?"

"You did that deliberately." I accuse Laura quietly.

"Well if you move in, she's going to catch us at it eventually," Laura says, "and I don't want 
her to think we're fighting."

"Really?" I ask disbelievingly.

She giggles, and directs her attention to Gemma, who is waiting for an answer. "Geoff's penis 
is like this nearly all of the time." she says, "It only gets big and hard when he gets excited 
in a special way."

"Can I feel what it's like when it's little?" she asks so innocently, that I almost choke.

"Uh no," I hastily say. "I don't think you should touch it."

"Why not Mummy's touching it?" She says, adding, "And he's *my* Daddy now." as if that should 
clinch the argument.

"Would you mind Geoff?" Laura asks me mischievously.

"Are *you* sure." I reply.

"She's not being forced, and it's only curiosity on her part." Laura replies, "And think of how 
much fun we can have later."

My cock twitches at the thought of the fantasy games we could play later, and also at the 
thought of Gemma touching me while her mother looks on. "Well I guess it's O.K." I say, trying 
to sound as if it were no big deal for Gemma's benefit, for her mother's benefit.

"O.K. you can feel it Honey." Laura says to Gemma, "But you better hurry up, I think he's 
starting to get excited."

With her mother's permission given, Gemma slips from my stomach to sit opposite her mother with 
me lying between them.  This kid should get an Oscar for her acting, though I could have wished 
for her to have found another way for her to demonstrate her ignorance of the male anatomy.  
She grabs at my cock and squeezes it so tightly that my incipient hardon is immediately 
banished.

"Gently Bentley."  Laura cautions her daughter, as I grunt with pain. "You have to be careful 
when you touch his penis because it's very sensitive."

"Sorry Geoff." The little girl says contritely, "I'll kiss it better."

Before either her mother or I can raise a hand to stop her, Gemma leans over my cock and plants 
a sweet, little girl kiss on the half exposed crown of my cock.  "Oh shit!" I gasp, as my cock 
immediately springs to life, becoming half hard in an instant.

"Oh God!" Laura yelps, as she shudders and clutches at her pussy.

"Hey it got bigger!" Gemma cries delightedly. "Did I do that?"

Laura and I look at each other, both of us asking silently, "Are you going to answer that?"

"Yes I guess you did." Laura says, when it becomes obvious that I'm not actually capable of 
speech. "You did a very good job of kissing it better."

My eyes open in shock at Laura's praise, and then very nearly bounce off the far wall when she 
returns a wicked grin, and says. "Maybe if you gave it a really big kiss it will get really big 
like it was before."

"Really?" Gemma squeals, looking to me for confirmation.  But there's absolutely no way that I 
can even assemble a coherent thought, let alone articulate it.  However, since I don't deny it, 
and it's what she want's to do anyway, the little girl leans over me and presses her soft moist 
lips against me right over the slit at the tip of my prick.

"MMMMMMMmmmmmmmMMMMMMmmmmmmmmmmmmm <smack>" Her kiss is a child's rendition of an adult kiss, 
and it set my blood boiling.  It feels to me like my cock has never been harder, and eroticism 
of the situation is only enhance by the presence of Gemma's mother, who was not only looking on 
but had actually encouraged her five year old daughter to kiss my, still slimy with her juices, 
prick.

"Oh wow!" Gemma cries ecstatically, "I did it!  I made it really, really big."

"You sure did Honey." Laura says unsteadily, her eyes locked on the sweet little lips that had 
just been pressed against my cock-flesh. "How was that Geoff?"

"Gack!" I reply, since I was to all intents and purposes mindless.  Well not totally, but what 
little part of my mind that hadn't been blasted into intergalactic space, was fully occupied by 
my demon.  He'd been remarkably quiet since he'd been getting what he'd wanted, but this was 
too much for even him.  'Oh fuck.  Oh fuck.' he whimpers like a mantra. 'Oh fuck.  We must be 
dead.  This must be heaven.'

Then the sight of Gemma then licking her lips, and tasting her mother's cunt, fragments even 
that last portion of my mind. "It tastes nice Mummy." the little girl says. "It makes my tummy 
tingle."

"Oh God Honey, you're so fucking hot." Laura gasps.

"Why are you putting your fingers in your vagina Mummy?" Gemma asks, leaning over me to look 
more closely at where her mother is almost viciously sawing her fingers in and out of her 
streaming cunt, while the heel of her hand grinds down on her clit.

I don't think Laura was even aware of what she'd been doing since, her hand stops dead and she 
looks down at herself in surprise, as she extracts her slimy fingers from her pussy.  It takes 
her several seconds to pull herself together enough to reply. "Watching you kiss Geoff's penis 
like that made me feel really good," she says, "and touching my vagina made it feel even 
better."

"Can I do it please Mummy?" Gemma asks.

"Of course you can Honey." Laura replies. "Just be careful not to hurt your....  Gack!"

Laura had been obviously expecting Gemma to finger herself, but instead the precocious five 
year old pushes a trio of stubby fingers all of the way into her mother's steaming box.

"Oh God!" the young mother cries, as she immediately begins shuddering, her eyes glazing over 
and rolling back in her head, as a massive climax rips through her frame.  She manages to 
remain upright for about three seconds and then topples over sideways as if poleaxed.  She 
slips free of her daughter's fingers, but her body continues to shake uncontrollably as her 
orgasm continues unabated.

Gemma looks on in fascination, half scared by the contortions her mother's body and features go 
through, but unable to tear her eyes away.  Eventually though Laura's climax subsides, though 
her body still twitches occasionally as she recovers.

"Oh!" Gemma cries softly, "Did I hurt you Mummy?"

Since Laura is as incapable of speech as I'd been a minute earlier, I respond to Gemma's 
slightly fearful question. "No Gemmy, you didn't hurt her.  You made her feel really, really 
good.  She'll be fine in a minute or so."

"Uh-huh!" she nods as if relieved, but then she turns her face away from her mother and gives 
me an unmistakable wink.

I'm so stunned by this that I almost miss Laura's recovery, and what her precocious little shit 
of an offspring does next.

Gemma waits for her mother's eyes to open then sniffs at her slimy fingers. "Your stuff smells 
like Geoff's penis Mummy." she says.  She then touches her tongue to one finger and licks it 
clean. "It tastes the same too.  It's yummy." As if licking her mother's cunt cream from her 
fingers was something she did every day, Gemma unconcernedly licks the remaining fingers clean.

"Oh God!" Laura gasps, her eyes locked on her five year old daughter's flickering tongue, "I 
can't believe this is happening."

"Maybe we should stop this." I say.

"I know." Laura replies, "But I don't think I can.  And can you honestly say you want it to 
stop?"

"No I can't." I reply, "And that scares me."

"Me too, but we're forcing her to do anything.  We haven't even *asked* her to anything." Laura 
says, "And she's loving every minute of it.  I think that's it probably too late to stop now 
anyway.  We're going to have to have a big talk with her later, but for now I think we might as 
well let whatever happens happen."

"Maybe, you're right." I agree, "But we have to make it clear right now that she doesn't have 
to do anything she doesn't want to."

"Of course." Laura replies.  To her daughter, she says, "Gemmy."

"Yes Mummy?"

"Do you like what we're doing now?"

"Uh-huh." the little girl nods enthusiastically. "It's the bestest game ever."

"Well that's because it's a very special game called sex Honey.  Sex is when people do fun 
things with their special places.  But because it's so special, it's got some special rules, 
and the most important one is that you never, ever, ever have to do anything sexy if you don't 
want to.  If anything we do, or ask you to do makes you even a tiny bit upset, you should tell 
us straight away.  Do you understand?"

"Uh-huh." Gemma nods seriously, "I have to tell you about any sex stuff I don't like." She then 
adds earnestly, "But I like everything, an' I want to do everything you and Geoff do."

"Well you're a bit too little to do some things, like what we were doing when you came in 
here" Laura says, "If you tried to do that it would hurt you.  But you can do almost anything 
else that you want to.  Just remember that we can say no too."

"O.K." Gemma chirps brightly, accepting the restrictions her mother had placed on her 
involvement in our sex life, but I could also see her mentally dismiss them as irrelevant. "Can 
we do some more sex stuff now?"

"What would you like to do next?" Laura asks.

"Can I look at Geoff's penis and your vagina some more?" Gemma replies.

"I think that's a very good idea." Laura says. "Who would you like to look at first?"

"Geoff please Mummy." Gemma says already reaching for my cock.

"Hang on a sec Honey." Laura says intercepting her daughter's hand. "You should ask him first, 
in case he want's to say no."  With a grin for me she adds, "Though I don't think it's very 
likely."

"O.K." Gemma turns to me. "Geoff can I touch your penis and look at it please?"

"Sure Honey." I reply.

Her mother releases her, and Gemma immediately wraps both hands around my cock, lifting it up 
and pulling the tip towards herself.  Gently, she pulls and pushes me this way and that so that 
she can look at my rock hard prick from all angles.  All from a range of about six inches.  
Which means that almost the whole time I can feel her warm breath caressing the sensitive 
flesh.

Laura's attention flicks continuously from her daughter's hands, to her face and then to mine.  
Watching the rapt expression on Gemma's face, and the almost tortured grimaces on mine.

"It looks like a big lollipop." Gemma giggles, after a few seconds.

"Would you like to taste Geoff's lollipop?" Laura asks, her eyes bright with lustful emotions.

"Uh-huh." the little girl nods, and remembering her mother's earlier injunction, she looks up 
at me, "Can I Geoff?"

"Gah."

"That means yes." Laura chuckles.

Again the little shit winks at me as she closes the small distance separating us and licks the 
length of my prick from root to tip.  Murmuring little noises of relish, she methodically 
cleans my entire prick of her mother's juices.  I signal my appreciation with incoherent groans 
and murmurs, whilst Laura eggs her daughter on, offering unnecessary encouragement.

"That's it Gemmy, lick it all over." she murmurs, her voice tight with lust. "Geoff really 
likes that Honey.  Try to get your tongue right into all of the wrinkles."

Only the fact that I'd already cum three times in the last few hours kept me from immediately 
spraying Gemma's face with gob after gob of creamy baby juice.  But even so, I knew less than a 
minute remained before it happened, unless Laura did something about it.

She did!  "Can you think of anything else you could do to Geoff's lollipop?" the depraved 
mother asks.

"Suck it?" Gemma ventures, and without waiting for an answer, she does just that.  She 
positions her pursed lips at the very tip of my rocklike prick and pushes her head down.

"O.K. that's enough Gemmy." Laura says when about three quarters of my glans is engulfed and it 
looks like her daughter's jaw is stretched to its limit.

"I can get more in Mummy." Gemma lifts her head to say.

"I don't think you can Honey, but give it a try.  Just be careful with your teeth O.K."

Gemma immediately lowers her head, and proves her mother wrong by pushing down until my 
engorged glans enters her mouth with an audible pop.  "Oh shit!  she did it!" Laura cries 
excitedly, "That's it Gemmy, suck his cock.  Move your head up and down and make your hands go 
up and down too."

"How's it feel Geoff?" Laura asks me breathlessly, "Are you enjoying my little girl's mouth on 
your cock?"

"Ungh."

"I am." she continues, "Can you see her little lips stretched tight around your big fat prick?  
Are they really tight?  Do you have any idea how this makes me feel?  Oh God, it's a pity she 
has to stop now, but I can see your balls getting tight, and we don't want to scare her."

"O.K.  Gemmy you better stop." Laura says, "Geoff's going to makes some special cream come out 
of his penis and you mightn't like it if it gets in your mouth."

Instead of obeying her mother, Gemma's cheeks hollow even further and her hands skim up and 
down my shaft so fast, they're a blur.  Unable to speak, she still makes hungry little sounds 
deep in her throat, making it abundantly clear that she wants to carry her task through to its 
completion.

"Gemma you have to stop." Laura pleads. "He's going to cum any second.  And you'll choke."

"Faaaaaaark!" My cry signals the moment of my release to the cum hungry little slut attached 
like a limpet to my groin.  Her head pulls back until only the tip of my cock remains between 
her lips, while her hands continue to fly up and down the length of my cock.

"Oh no!" Laura cries fearfully, but the scene she is witnessing is too hot for her to 
intervene.  Scared as she is that Gemma is about to choke on my cum, she can't resist the 
desire to watch me pump her five year old daughter's mouth full of semen.

Uttering a strangled sound, devoid of any hint of humanity, I feel the first fiery spurt of 
semen pulse from my rampant member to splash against the little tongue which flickers 
incessantly over the hypersensitised tip of my cock.  "Mmmm." she murmurs appreciatively, the 
sound coming deep in her throat.

Shuddering uncontrollably, with the force of my orgasm, I fire pulse after burning pulse of 
searing, lava like cock cream into the furiously working five year old's mouth.  Her cheeks 
bulge dangerously with the volume of my immense load.  But she refuses to swallow any of the 
*special* cream which she find's so delicious.

It seems like my climax must last forever, but eventually the burning surges in my loins fade 
away, leaving me almost completely spent.  My balls ache, feeling as if a year's worth of cum 
had been drained from me in those few scant seconds.  And all I can do is groan when Gemma 
finally releases my rapidly softening prick.  The shrinking nubbin of flesh glistens wetly with 
Gemma's saliva, but is otherwise completely clean.  Not a drop of my cum remains.

Gaping disbelievingly, Laura watches her daughter roll my creamy load around on her tongue.  
With her head tilted back to prevent any chance loss of the precious fluid.  Gemma savours the 
flavour of my spume, her eyes dreamily half lidded with pleasure.  One tiny swallow at a time, 
my tiny five year old lover allows my load to slowly trickle down her throat.

Though she tries to stretch it out, less than two minutes later, Gemma gulps down the last 
viscid glob of semen and lets out a wistful sigh. "Thank you Geoff?" she says, "Can I have some 
more later?"

"Yes Honey." I reply.

"You two have done this before haven't you?" Laura accuses us.  While she certainly doesn't 
sound happy about it, her tone doesn't contain the hatred towards me that I'd expect."

My guilty expression is all the confirmation she needs to allow her to continue, "I thought you 
said you'd never done anything like this before.  Just how long has this been going on?"

"Last night was the first time." I tell her. "It just seemed to happen one thing after another 
until..." I taper off into silence.

"Are you going to make Geoff go to jail Mummy? Gemma ask fearfully, throwing herself full 
length on my body and hugging me protectively. "Please don't make him go away.  I made him do 
it.  It was all my fault." By the time she's finished, the little girl is begging and close to 
tears.

"No Honey." Laura replies softly, "I'm not going to make Geoff go away.  I'm mad at him, but 
not that mad."

How did you get her to do it?" Laura asks me tightly.

"I'm not sure I did." I reply, "It was more like how did she get me to do it."

Laura gives me a somewhat disbelieving look, so I ask her, "Who was it, who manipulated you 
into letting this whole situation come about?  And without you being aware that it was being 
done, I might add."

Laura looks at her daughter, her eyes widening in surprise, and respect, though she continues 
to address me. "Gemma?  How did it happen?"

"I guess it started just after you left, but really it goes back months if not years.  Do you 
remember I told you about my experiments with a couple of young neighbours?"

"Yes."

"Well I think that was when I first really discovered sexual pleasure.  I'm not sure who 
started it, but one of them, Lindy, had a real crush on me.  I can remember we were playing 
kick the can and the other's were all giving me hell about it.  She was only about eight and 
she declared her love loudly and often.

"Anyway I was it, and I caught her in behind the chimney.  I'm not exactly sure why I did what 
I did next since I regarded her as an embarrassing pest.  But I asked her if she wanted a kiss.  
Maybe it was because I'd never kissed any girls except my mother and grandmother.  Anyway, her 
eyes got big as saucers and she nodded.  So I grabbed her and I kissed her.

"It was too rough, not very comfortable, and she was six years younger than me, but it was my 
first real kiss.  Because she was so much younger than me I wanted to keep it a secret, but she 
wasn't having a bar of it.  To me she might have been a little girl, but to her I was a grown 
up boy.  She took off screaming, "He kissed me.  He kissed me." at the top of her lungs.

"Well everyone really gave me hell after that, and my embarrassment made me mad as hell.  There 
was another girl there at the time.  Her name was Carine, and she was about a year older than 
Lindy.  For some reason or other I took it all out on her.  I don't mean I hit her or anything, 
my mother would have killed me if I hit a girl, but since she was embarrassing me so much, I 
guess I felt I had to embarrass her.

"So I dacked her.  I still remember what she was wearing, it was a red bikini with tiny white 
dots all over it.  She went over backwards on the grass and I was left holding her bikini 
bottoms while I stared down at this little pink crease.  All I could see were a couple of folds 
of skin, and I had real idea of what I was looking at.  Oh I knew from dirty jokes it was a 
fanny, and somehow or other my dick was supposed to go in it, but exactly how was a complete 
and utter mystery.

"Fortunately, I was no longer the centre of attention, since I was stiff as a board.  Strangely 
she didn't seem too worried about it, but she lay there for what seemed like ages with her legs 
apart while everyone stared at her little bald pussy.  It can't have been too long though since 
my stepfather was playing the game with us, and he told me to give her bathers back.  He was 
pretty cool about it too.  He didn't yell at me or anything like that.

"Later though he took me into the shed and gave me the talk.  I remember he was embarrassed as 
hell, and he was fairly abrupt, but I got the basic idea.  Girls have a hole called a vagina.  
When I got married I could put my penis in my wife's vagina and stuff would come out.  And 
bang, there's a baby.

"I found out about the stuff that night.  I dreamed that I was chasing Lindy, and when I caught 
her I put my hand in her undies.  Because it was a dream that was all she was wearing and I 
didn't wonder why.  The next thing I knew, I was feeling absolutely marvellous and I woke up 
with a sticky mess in my jocks and all over my sheets.

"While I cleaned myself and my bed up, I wondered why it was Lindy I'd dreamed about, since 
Carline was the one who's fanny I'd seen.  I figured it was because Lindy was prettier, than 
Carline, who was a little horse-faced, and although she was a year younger, their bodies were 
more or less the same shape.

"I don't know who started what happened next, but a few days later the three of us were 
together behind my stepfather's shed.  Maybe it was me wanting to get a better look at a fanny, 
and maybe it was Carline insisting that I let her look at me since I'd seen her.  It might even 
have been Lindy, trying to get my attention since I'd been giving her the cold shoulder since 
our kiss and my dream.

"Whosever the idea was, it was somehow agreed that we all show each other what we had.  I was 
too excited to be embarrassed about showing myself to a couple of girls, even if they were so 
much younger than me.  I pushed my shorts and jocks down to my knees and they pulled their 
undies down to their knees.  They stared at me so long I was half afraid they'd chicken out, 
but they finally lifted up their dresses and I could see two little cracks about three or four 
centimetres long and absolutely nothing else.

"I don't remember what I said, but Lindy, who's mother was a nurse, told me that girls had all 
their parts up inside where they couldn't be seen.  I asked if I could look and they said yes.  
So I got down on my knees while they peeled their lips apart for me.  There wasn't much more 
for me to see, just a little bump and a couple of extra folds of skin, but it was still 
terribly exciting.  We then all put our clothes back on and I made them go away before I was 
seen with them.

"I had wet dreams for the next couple of nights, but each time they ended just as I was about 
to touch Lindy's fanny.  So I asked if I could look at them again.  They agreed, and we went 
behind the shed.  Once we had ourselves exposed, I asked if I could touch their fannies and 
offered to let them touch me.

"They said O.K. but they had to go first.  Well they giggled about it and prodded my stiffy a 
couple of times, but they thought it was pretty gross and didn't want to do it again.  Then it 
was my turn.  Lindy was a bit hesitant, but she let me persuade her, however, she barely gave 
enough time to pull her pussy lips apart before she said that was enough.

"Carline was much more accommodating.  She took her undies all the way of and put her legs a 
long way apart while she held her dress up almost under her arms.  She didn't say anything and 
let me poke and prod and pull her fanny about for as long as I liked.  I finally got to see the 
hole I knew was there, but it was very small, and since my penis was almost as big as it is 
now, I couldn't see how it could possibly fit.

"I sort of had an idea of trying what my stepfather had told me about but all I could imagine 
was a hole exactly the right size for my penis.  I guessed that girls' holes got bigger when 
they grew hair, since when I started to grow hair around my penis it seemed like it got bigger 
every time I looked.

"And that was the end of that session.  It must have been a couple of weeks later I discovered 
masturbation.  But as soon as I did, I told the girls about it and asked if they wanted to see.  
Of course they wanted to.  This time we went into the caravan, that was in the middle of my 
backyard.  This time I said they had to let me touch them before I'd let them watch.

"Again Lindy pulled away as soon as I touched her, while Carline let me do as I pleased.  Once 
I'd satisfied myself, I took my penis out and masturbated for them until I squirted my sperm 
into an old tea towel.  They thought it was the coolest thing on earth to watch, but I could 
never persuade them to do it for me, since touching my dick was too gross for words.

"After that, they'd often ask me to show them how I 'peed' as they called it, and I'd do it for 
them every two or three days.  I don't know why we weren't caught sooner, since we'd either all 
go into the caravan or sometimes the toilet which was outside, and then come back out a few 
minutes later.  About the third or fourth time another girl Diana joined us.

"Diana was the same age as Carline, and would never let me see her fanny, but I soon discovered 
that so long as she could pretend to be doing something else, she'd let me put my hand inside 
her pants and touch her for as long as I pleased.  The other two were just as strange in their 
own ways too.

"Carline, would let me look and touch as much as I wanted, so long as her knickers were down or 
off, and her dress was up above her waist.  But if I even touched her knee when I couldn't 
already see her bare fanny, she'd get really agro.

"And Lindy.  She'd let me look sometimes, but I hardly ever got to touch her bare skin, and 
when I did it was only for two or three seconds at most.  But there were plenty of occasions 
when she'd actually put my hand on her fanny and let me feel her through her clothes for five 
or ten minutes at a time.  One thing she really liked was sitting on my hand while I rubbed her 
fanny for her.  She'd even do it when her mother was in the next room.

"Eventually we were seen, though I didn't know about it until this guy who used to be a friend, 
told me if he ever heard about me jerking off in front of his cousin he'd beat me black and 
blue.  After that Carline and Diana stopped doing anything with me.  Lindy would still sit on 
my hand sometimes, but we never actually looked at each other again, and she moved away not 
long after.

"And that ends the first act of my sordid descent."

"Well, it's a pretty hot story in it's own right." Linda says, "But it since most kids do 
something like that, I know I did, it doesn't really explain how you ended up molesting my 
daughter.  Unless it's because it was so long since it had happened that you finally snapped."

"No, quite the reverse actually." I reply, "It was so long because I discovered that I *wanted* 
to molest little girls like Gemmy."

"Go on."

"After that, my sex life became almost entirely confined to a few dirty magazines I'd stolen 
from my uncle and masturbation.  I was never very good with kids my own age, since I wasn't 
very athletic, and the way I escaped into books just made things worse, and after we were 
caught, things got worse still.

"Guys looked at me with contempt since I couldn't get a girl with tits.  Girls my own age 
seemed disgusted, and while younger girls would sometimes look at me speculatively, they'd 
obviously been told by older brothers and cousins to keep away.  And since it was a small town 
where everybody knew everybody else, there was no way for me to make new friends.

"By the time I was sixteen and we moved away from there, I was pretty much a total loner, who's 
only interests were books and computers."

"Was that what drove you to little girls?" Laura asks, "Being isolated like that by kids your 
own age?"

"No not really." I reply, "Though I guess it did help to cement my feelings."

"Although I was more or less an outcast, the other kids couldn't stop me from looking, 
especially at the pool.  And that was where I first discovered that I had a thing for young 
girls.  I guess in a way I was trying to prove to the other blokes that I was male as they 
were.  I'd deliberately ogle the older girls boobs, and sometimes I'd get up the deep end with 
my goggles and watch from under the water as the older girls dove in.

"I got to see a lot of nipples that way, but in the end it just reinforced my reputation for 
being a pervert. In a way though it was something I had to make myself do.  If I noticed a 
mature girl walk past, it was as if I had to tell myself, 'look at her boobs.' But when it was 
a little girl, the first thing I'd be aware of was that I was already looking at her.

"Without my knowing it, I'd find myself looking straight at a pair of tiny boobs which were 
just beginning to grow, or at the area between her legs.  And if I could actually see the 
outline of her pussy through her bathers, I'd start to get hard straight away.  At other times 
if I caught a glimpse of knickers under an older girl's or woman's skirt, I'd hear a voice 
saying 'look', but with younger girls it was more like 'look for an opportunity.'

"I knew that everyone else thought it was wrong, but I couldn't help myself.  I knew I wasn't 
totally sick, because big girls still made me horny, and I still masturbated over dirty 
magazines.  But even there it was the stories that got me hottest and not the pictures of big 
boobs and hairy fannies.  Though the occasional shaved beaver that appeared rated second and 
third looks.

"When I found the sex stories on the Internet, I tried to avoid the ones marked 'pedo' but in 
the end I caved in.  I was fortunate enough that the first one I read was by a guy who called 
himself Frank McCoy.  First of all it was so obviously a fantasy that I realised that others 
felt like me without actually molesting little kids, and secondly it was about loving kids by 
having sex with them.

"Once I'd read one story like that, I started reading others.  Most of them were about kids 
enjoying sex, and those ones I liked, but there were some which almost made me physically sick.  
I forced myself to read a couple, but I very quickly learned that I wanted absolutely nothing 
to do with either hurting kids, or forcing them to do anything.

"The ones I liked best were the ones where the kids initiated the action.  I guess because I 
could safely fantasise about something like that happening to me without the danger of it 
happening for real.

"So that was the situation two years ago when I began looking after Kelli, and later Gemma and 
the other girls."

"Did your preferences make you choose to only look after girls?" Laura asks me curiously.

"No, that was just a happy accident." I reply with a slight smile, "Though it wasn't really an 
accident either.  I got the job of looking after Kelli by being in the right place at the right 
time, and when her mother heard your group bitching about babysitters who expected you to 
arrange your lives around them, she told you about me.  And the rest is, as they say, history.  
You all only had girls, and since between you, you occupy most of my time I never needed to 
expand my business any further.

"I found myself in a little girl lover's heaven.  I could safely look all I wanted too.  The 
girls were all young enough that they were almost totally uninhibited.  I discovered that a 
cuddle and a kiss from a little girl gave me a great deal of pleasure.  And I loved them all so 
much that I could never do anything to hurt them.

"I never felt any real need to touch them in anything but an acceptable way.  Looking was 
enough for me.  Sometimes I'd get aroused by one of them doing something innocently sexy, but I 
just remembered it for when I was alone, and let it fuel my fantasies."

"So what did Gemma do that took it beyond fantasy?" Laura asks.

"I did this." Gemma giggles.  She rolls from my chest and onto her back, then pulls her knees 
up to her armpits and uses her fingers to pull her bum cheeks and pussy lips apart.

"I think I understand." Laura says with a grin.  Her first 'happy' expression since she'd 
realised my cock was no stranger to Gemma. "I think that's enough Gemma."

To me she continues, "I wouldn't call that innocently sexy, I'd call it downright obscene and 
an invitation to rape.  Where on Earth did she learn that?"

"Julie and Caroline, I'd say," I reply, "and primarily Julie.  About seven or eight months ago 
during one of the slumber parties, I was bathing three of the little ones, including our little 
sex fiend here if I remember correctly, when Julie sauntered in and proceeded to pee about this 
far away from me.

"Now I'd often gotten a bit of a charge out of watching one of the little ones pee before they 
hopped into the bath.  But this was the first time I'd seen either of the two eldest without at 
least a pair of knickers on.  Not only that, but she made it damned obvious that I was supposed 
to look by kicking my elbow, and the way she sat.

"I broke my own rule that night, and the moment I got them the last of them off to sleep, I 
jerked off into the bathroom sink not once but twice.  However at the time, I managed to pass 
off my looking as the result of her, dit-dit accidental, kick.  I even managed to tell her off 
for untidiness when she tried to walk away and leave her knickers in the middle of the floor.

"After that, Julie and Caroline would put on not quite innocent little shows for me.  I guess 
that must be about the time Julie discovered that novel way of holding a crayon, though the 
first I learnt about that was when I asked Gemma what she'd done with her hymen."

Laura giggles, and asks, Did you encourage them?"

"I guess I did indirectly by not putting a stop to it.  But since, except for Julie getting the 
ball rolling by piddling at me, it was all pretty low key.  To them it was a bit of naughty 
fun, and by asking a few discrete questions I managed to work out that I was the sole observer 
in their little displays.

"Well at least the only male observer." I grin looking across at Gemma, "We sometimes forget 
that kids see just about everything, and it wasn't long before the littler ones started trying 
to copy the big girls.

"However, they didn't quite understand that the rule of the game, was to show yourself off in a 
sexy way, without really appearing to be doing it.  The little ones turned it into a game of 
one-upmanship, and I put a stop to it.  Well at least I thought I did until last night."

Both Gemma and her mother giggle, and Laura asks, "So when Gemma showed you not only breakfast, 
but the previous night's dinner, what did you do?"

"He kissed my bottom hole." Gemma giggles.

"Not quite just like that." I reply to Laura's raised eyebrows, "She had a bit of a dirty bum, 
so I said I'd wash it before she put her bathers on and got them all dirty."

"Was that really necessary?" Laura asks archly.

"Well probably not," I say sheepishly, "but what she was doing affected my judgement a bit, and 
I used it as an excuse to get a closer look without actually doing anything wrong."

"Well that might be a matter of opinion," Laura chuckles, "but I see what you mean."

"Once I got close to her, I noticed the absence of he hymen, and though I figured she'd 
probably done it by accident on her bike or something, but there was a little corner of my mind 
that speculated about other possibilities.  However, it still didn't matter to me what Gemma 
was doing.

"Horny as it made me, she was still a very little girl who didn't know what she was doing.  So 
I just cleaned her up, and jokingly commented that she was clean enough to kiss.  And that I 
think was my first big mistake.  She dared me to do it, and when I told no because you wouldn't 
like it, she first of all said she wouldn't tell you and then made it a double dare."

"And he did it." Gemma giggles.

"And I did it." I confirm. "I know I shouldn't have but I didn't see any real harm in it.

"We then discovered that her bathers were missing."

"They're at Cathy's" Gemma supplies.

"Thankyou Gemma.  So we just put her undies back on and we played with the hose for a while.  
Since her undies were white, it wasn't long before they disappeared, but I'm used to that, and 
I just added the image to my mental collection and continued with the game.

"Well at least until I caught her and turned her upside down.  The next thing I know is Gemma 
asking me why something was moving  in my bathers.  And that was when I made my second mistake.  
I was scared a neighbour would hear, since she was almost yelling, so blurted out that I'd tell 
her later.  What I should have done was say that you'd tell her and then told you what 
happened."

"We switched to the nozzle on the hose, and started to shoot her in all the obvious places, and 
then since I was still a bit charged up, I aimed a bit lower than her belly button.  Gemma was 
still in a naughty mood too, since she pulled the front of her undies down and pushed her hips 
into it.  We then switched and she did the same to me."

"Except he didn't pull his bathers down." Gemma pouts, making her mother giggle.

"Her next trick was to pretend to be a boy and pee standing up with the hose, something that 
she and unnamed other parties apparently learned by trying too peek at me in the toilet."

"Gemma!" Laura cries, half shocked half amused.

"We couldn't see anything." Gemma defends herself, disappointedly.

"That's beside the point young lady." Laura chuckles.  Of me she asks, "What happened next?"

"We went inside, and she asked again about the lump in my bathers and she wanted to see it.  I 
tried to beg off and tell her it was wrong, and she countered by promising not to tell." I look 
at Laura earnestly, "I never asked her to promise, that was her own idea, though I did get her 
to confirm it later."

"I believe you," Laura replies, "so was that when you gave in?"

"Not exactly, but very nearly." I reply, "I think that by this time Gemma had worked out that 
my judgement got a bit off when she exposed herself to me, because she gave me a sort of 
knowing look and pulled her knickers half way down.  She then opened herself up and asked, 'How 
come you've got a big lump?  I've only got this tiny little bump here.'

"And that was the beginning of the end.  We went to the bathroom, supposedly, because we were 
dripping all over the kitchen floor, because in a way I was still trying to make what I was 
about to do seem less wrong I guess.   But I was still hesitant, until Gemma wrapped herself in 
a towel and said I had to show her mine if I wanted to look at hers.

"She kept on saying she wouldn't tell and I gave in, for some reason I even asked her if she 
wanted to pull my bathers down."

"Oh really?" Laura asks in a knowing tone. "I'll bet she got an eyeful."

"Truthfully, I think it was more my thinking that if it was something she did herself, she was 
even less likely to tell.  As for an eyeful.  Remember we'd just been playing with cold water 
and I was also nervous as anything.  She thought it was a fat grub.

"I hoped she'd be satisfied with that, but she wanted to see it get big like before.  And that 
was truly the end.  Though I never dreamed that things would go as far as they did, and as for 
this." I wave my hand to encompass ourselves on the bed, "I think I've died and gone to heaven.

"I got us dried off, and we went into my room to continue.  Now I was still thinking pretty 
much in terms of the only real experience I had, but at least I now knew that girls could feel 
pleasure too.  I could have just made it a 'root and shoot' sort of thing, though not literally 
of course.  But I never liked that sort of story on the Internet, and I liked it even less in 
real life.

"What I had in mind at first was a little mutual self exploration.  I'd explain to Gemma how to 
masturbate, while I showed her how I did it myself.  But I only got as far as asking her if it 
felt good when she touched herself.  She said yes and showed me where it felt good.  She then 
asked me if I felt good too, and just about blew my mind away by asking if she could do it for 
me."

"So of course you said yes." Laura interjects.

"I didn't get a chance." I chuckle ruefully, "She didn't wait for my answer.  Since she only 
had herself for comparison, she rubbed me the same way she touched her clit, but to me it 
didn't matter, something I'd dreamed about for years was finally happening to me.  It only took 
about three rubs before I started to harden and of course I escaped.

"At first she thought it was funny, but since she kept on trying to push it down to my thigh 
while she rubbed, it kept on getting away and she got frustrated, and I was the one who was 
amused.  I showed her how boys did it, and let her take over.

"It didn't take me long to start producing precum, she asked me if it was pee, and I explained 
that it wasn't pee.  It was slippery stuff to make my penis feel good, and that's where she 
found out what that word meant.  She asked about my testicles which she thought were a like 
couple of shooters in a bag."

"How right she was." Laura murmurs sotto voce.

I chuckle and continue. "I explained, that they made a special cream."

"Very special apparently." Laura murmurs, "Was that how you turned her into a cum sucking 
slut?"

"I'm a cocksucker Mummy." Gemma corrects her mother indignantly.

"That's your fault." I reply to the sharp look Laura directs at me.

"How do you figure that one?"

"Well it came a bit later actually, I'd been trying to be careful only to use the right words, 
but I let slip with cock at one time and she put that and what she was doing together.  
Apparently you used the word to tell off someone who tried to run you over.  We had to stop for 
a few seconds while I explained the twin meanings of all the naughty words and why they got 
used as swear words.  By the way Gemmy, what your mummy called you means more or less the same 
thing as cocksucker anyway.  But remember, we only use the words when we're alone."

"O.K."

"Now where was I?" I ask myself, "Oh yeah.  With that set of explanations out of the way, Gemma 
put the slippy stuff, as she called it, to use, and damned near gave me a heart attack it felt 
so good.  Since she seemed to have things pretty well in hand, so to speak, I leaned back and 
left her to it.

"The next thing I know, I'm feeling her breath on me.  It didn't register for a few seconds and 
when it did it was too late.  I tried to warn her, but there wasn't time for her to get out of 
the way and she got the first shot right in the middle of her face, and the next one right in 
her mouth, and the rest all the way down the front of her body."

"God, I should be totally disgusted with you for doing that to my daughter.  But I'm just 
pissed that I wasn't there to see it.  Was she terribly upset?"

"Yes, but it was for me, I would have expected her to be totally disgusted by what happened, 
but all she was worried about was me.  I was well and truly out of action and when I came back 
I had to reassure her that I was fine.

"She just thought it was funny that I'd squirted all over her, and she really floored me by 
saying she wanted me to do it all in her mouth the next time.  There I was apologising for all 
I was worth and trying to figure out how to keep her quiet, and she declares that my cum is 
yummy and she wants more.

"The only reason I didn't grab her then and there was my nuts felt like a couple of prunes that 
had been left out in the sun for a week.  I explained it took me a while to recharge and 
offered to make her feel good instead.

"She wanted to know if it felt scary, because to her what happened to me looked like that.  I 
explained it was like going a bit high on the swings, scary, but fun too, and she wanted to 
know if her tummy would go swoosh.  So I said I'd try to make it do somersaults too."

"At her age?" Laura asks disbelievingly.

"Well I wasn't sure myself, but I offered to try." I reply.

"Did she?"

"Oooh Yeah." I grin, " Since I didn't want to leave an incriminating mess on the bed, I went to 
get a towel to put under her, and when I got back I caught her with her finger well and truly 
in the pussy pie.  It didn't worry her though and she just told me it was better when it was 
all slippy."

"His special cream feels nice in my vagina Mummy." Gemma says.

"I bet it does." Laura chuckles.

"Hey that's what I said." I laugh, "The moment I got the towel spread out, she was up on the 
bed and put her fingers back to work.  I just watched her for a few minutes, until she asked if 
I was going to make her feel good.  First, I made sure she understood what I was going to do, 
and told her to stop me if I did something she didn't like.

"Oh God, I wanted to just dive in and eat her up, but I didn't want to scare her, so I started 
nice and easy just giving her the same sort of tickle and scratch that I'd done for her and the 
others a hundred times before.  This time though, I was going to touch her everywhere.  
Eventually. I left her mound alone for quite some time though."

"Hey that's exactly what you did to me." Laura breaks in, "I thought you said you'd never done 
it before."

"Not exactly." I grin, "I said I'd never done it before tonight."

"That was sneaky." she giggles.

"Well what else could I have said?  'Oh, I did get in a few minutes practice when I touched 
your daughter up a few hours ago.'?"

"Hmmm, I might just have taken it a bit badly then." Laura grins. "I hope you didn't torture 
her as long as you did me."

"Of course not, I didn't have her tied up like you, and she would have spoiled all my hard 
work.  Though it got spoiled anyway.  I was teasing her, and asking her what she wanted me to 
do.  So she told me and then she floored me by telling me what she wanted to do after wards.

"She wanted to pretend my penis was a baby's bottle and suck all of the special cream right out 
of it.  The trouble was she thought my shock was disgust and it took me a while to convince her 
that I didn't hate her."

"Do you like to suck all the special cream out Mummy?" Gemma asks, "Geoff says lots of grownup 
ladies don't like it."

"Yes I do like it sometimes." Laura replies. "But he's right some ladies don't."

"Why?" Gemma asks in confusion, "It's yummy."

"Well some men's special cream isn't yummy at all, and the lady thinks they all taste the same.  
And sometimes they just think that the place where a man pees from is yucky so they never try 
it to start with."

"Oh."

"So what happened next?"

"Well in explaining that I didn't hate her, I told her about the different ways a boy and a 
girl could make each other feel good, including how to summon the stork, and that was when I 
found out about Julie and her crayons.  Of course she wanted to try that for herself, but I 
managed to talk myself and her out of it."

"I should hope so." Laura says.

"I'm gonna do it soon Mummy." Gemma puts in enthusiastically, "Geoff says I just have to make 
my hole bigger first."

"Oh does he?" Laura asks with a dangerous glint in her eyes.

"That wasn't exactly what I said." I hastily put in. "Again this came a bit later, but Gemma 
was adamant that she wanted to try, and she got me to admit that it was physically possible to 
fit my penis in her vagina if it was stretched a little bit at a time.  Now while I'd be a liar 
if I said I didn't want to do it, but the last thing I ever want to do is hurt her, or have her 
hurt herself for me. In the end though, I agreed that we could do it when I was sure she was 
ready.  One thing I do regret though, is that she won't be getting my cherry."

"I got it instead." Laura chuckles, "Maybe if you'd told me, I would have waited so you two 
could give your cherries to each other."

"Oh yeah." I grin, "I can just imagine that.  'Would you mind waiting, because I want your five 
year old daughter to be first.'  You would have blown a gasket."

"You could be right." she laughs, "I still will if you do it, and I'm not there to watch."

"What's a cherry mummy?" Gemma asks.

"It's when someone has sex the first time." Laura explains. "When a boy puts his penis in a 
girls vagina.  So I've already got Geoff's cherry, and he wanted to give it to you."

"I don't mind." Gemma says, "He can practice with you a lot and then he'll know 'zactly what to 
do when it's my turn."

This make Laura and I look at each other and laugh. "Oh well, she'll have other 
opportunities." Laura says. "Now tell me more about how you debauched my daughter.  And don't 
skip any juicy bits."

"O.K. Well since we were more or less back to square one, I started all over again, but I used 
my lips as well as my fingers this time.  I was a little surprised by how responsive she was.  
She may not have any boobs yet, but her nipples as still quite sensitive.  I could tell that 
what she was feeling was more than the usual good feelings that you get from a nice back 
scratching.

"When my fingers got to her pussy it was obvious she was already more than a little horny, her 
clit was already half hard and she was leaking a little.  I soon had her jumping and squirming 
all over the place as I teased her with my fingers.  But when my lips got nearer, she must have 
been afraid I'd miss, because she held herself stock still for me.

"Laura, your daughter has the most perfect little pussy I've ever seen, and also the tastiest."

"I don't know that I'd call a sample of two very significant." Laura says.

"Ah but the comparison." I cry, "You're not bad yourself, but she is the purest of ambrosia."

"I guess I'll just have to take your word for it." Laura grins.

Suddenly I see an opportunity to turn the tables on her.  She'd been twitting me since she'd 
gotten home about little girls and it was time for me to get some of my own back.  "Oh don't 
take my word for it." I grin, "Here try some for yourself."

I reach between Gemma's legs, and she very obligingly accommodates me, by spreading her legs 
and pushing her hips up off the bed.  I immediately notice that her little pussy is quite damp, 
especially around her little fuck hole.  Taking a chance, I press the tip of my little finger 
up against the tiny opening and I'm immediately gratified when it opens up and allows the 
entire digit to slip easily inside.

"Oh Goody!" the wet little girl cries ecstatically, "Make it go in and out like before."

"Before?" Laura cries, her eyes locked almost hungrily on the finger I have buried deep inside 
her five year old daughters tiny pussy.

"Ah, I was just getting to that bit." I reply. Of Gemma I ask. "It's not sore is it?"

"Uh-uh. Feels good." she almost whimpers as she bounces herself on my stationary finger. "Do 
the other finger now."

"The other finger?" Laura is incredulous, "God, that one almost looks like a full sized dick 
compared to her."

"It feels real good mummy." Gemma declares, "It fills me right up.  Hey put it back."

Her last cry comes, when I take my finger from her and teasingly wave it from side to side in 
front of Laura's face. "Here taste it." I say, "Taste your five year old daughters sweet little 
pussy.  You want to taste it don't you?"

"Yes." she says trancelike.

"Well go on." I tease her, "Just open your mouth like a good girl, and suck all that sweet, 
delicious daughter cream from my finger."

Laura tilts her head back, eyes closes, tongue not quite extending beyond her lips.  She looks 
like a child anticipating a treat.  "Mmmm", she murmurs, her lips closing sensuously about the 
base of my finger when my curled knuckles brush her chin.

"The moment her tongue touches my finger though a huge change overcomes her.  Her eyes fly open 
with surprise, and her cheeks hollow as her tongue voraciously swirls over my finger. "Mmmm, 
Mmmmm, MMMMMMmmmmmmm."

All too soon though, the taste fades and she reluctantly releases my finger. "Oh boy!" she 
murmurs, "You weren't kidding.  It's a wonder you didn't say I tasted like last weeks fish."

"Now that wouldn't have been very diplomatic of me would it?" I grin. "Want some more?"

"God yesss!" she cries. "But only a gallon or two, I'm not greedy."

Chuckling, I move my hand back to Gemma's tiny hairless pussy and give it a little rub up and 
down the length of her slit before essaying to insert my ring finger into the tiny orifice 
awaiting my attentions.  The way opens easily for me, but I remain cautious keeping the pace of 
my insertion slow and gentle.

However this doesn't suit the horny preschooler, who rocks forward, transfixing herself in an 
instant.  Laura gasps in shock at the brutal seeming impalement, leaning forward as if to stop 
her daughter.  But the expression of hunger on the tiny five year old's face never wavers, and 
she commences rocking back and forth, each thrust as brutal as the first.

"Oh Mummy," she whimpers, "does it feel like this when Geoff puts his penis in you?"

"Even better Honey." Laura replies dreamily. "Oh god I can't believe I just said that.  Talk 
about a red rag to a bull."

"Mummy I can't wait till Geoff puts his penis in my pussy hole." Gemma says as she works that 
selfsame tight little pussy hole up and down then length of my finger.

"It's called fucking Honey." Laura whispers to herself, but the sharp eared youngster still 
hears it over the wet, meaty slapping of her loins against my knuckles.

"Ooh that's a naughty word Mummy." she cries, "Can I say it too?"

"Well since you seem so eager for it, I don't see why not." Laura replies, "But only when 
you're alone with us."

"Am I fucking Geoff's finger Mummy?" Gemma asks naughtily, obviously relishing being able to 
say a word that would normally earn her at the very least a sharp scolding.

"Yes you are Honey." Laura says, "You're fucking his finger real good.  Can you stop for a 
minute Honey I'd like another taste of your delicious little pussy."

"Well why don't you lick me like Geoff does?" Gemma suggests eagerly, "When he licks me, my 
tummy does 'splosions."

"Does it really?" Laura asks, "Are they nice explosions?"

"They're great!" The little girl avows. "Are you going to lick me Mummy?   Please?"

"Go ahead." I grin, "I think our little Gemmy bunger wants to go bang."

"Ooh yeah Mummy, make me go bang." the horny little shit cries.

"God I can't believe I'm doing this." Laura says, hovering indecisively over her daughter's 
rapidly pumping loins. "I'm going to eat my own daughter's pussy."

She looks at me. "How did you do this to us?  I should be trying to kill you, but instead I 
want to hold her while you put your cock where your finger is now.  I want to be this close 
when you fill her tiny little cunt with your cock."

Her hand hesitantly reaches for the soft flesh of her daughter's tiny, hairless mound, stroking 
the silky smooth skin with her fingertips. "I want to see these tiny lips stretched tight 
around your cock.  Watch you fuck her tiny body until she screams with pleasure.  To watch her 
hairless, baby pussy overflow with your creamy spunk."

"Mummeeeee!" Gemma cries, "Lick meee!"

I place my hand lightly on the back of Laura's head, pushing gently, providing that token of 
force that I feel she needs to overcome a lifetime of inhibition, but allowing her the 
opportunity to resist.

She moves with my hand, her tongue extending timidly to flicker once along the splayed cleft 
dividing her daughter's labia.  Gemma squeals happily at the feathery contact, jamming herself 
hard on my finger as she pushes up to follow her mother's retreating tongue.  "C'mon Mummy do 
it some more."

Tentatively, as if afraid that her daughter was made of the most delicate crystal, Laura allows 
her tongue to delicately touch the splayed groove at the top of her tiny daughter's straining 
thighs.

"Oh that tickles mummy." Gemma giggles, slipping free of my finger as she falls back to the 
bed. "Oh now look what you made Geoff do." the little girl scolds, as she reaches for my hand 
and pulls it against her wet little pussy. "you gotta do it proper Mummy."

"I think you've just been told." I chuckle, as Gemma does her best to force my thick middle 
finger into her body.

It takes her a few seconds to get the tip started, but once begun, she easily takes it inside 
herself until the slight widening at the second knuckle stops her.  But the halt is brief.  
While Laura looks on in awe, Gemma pulls hard on my wrist, and seats the remainder of my finger 
within her exquisitely tight vaginal sheath.

"Oh!" the little girl grunts, surprised by the sudden impalement, "It's bumping my insides."

"It's not hurting is it?" Laura quickly asks as she reaches for my wrist..

"Uh-uh." the little girl shakes her head emphatically, "Feels real good.  Are you gonna lick me 
proper now?"

"Yes Honey." Laura whispers as she throws away the last of her inhibitions and slowly drags her 
tongue from my knuckle to the top of her daughters tiny crease.

Gemma gasps at the first warm wet touch of her mother's tongue, and lets out a shrill squeal as 
the roughened surface rasps over her sensitive little clit.  The sound makes Laura jerk back, 
afraid she'd hurt Gemma. But the piping cry, "Do it again Mummy." reassures her and she returns 
to the sweet pink cleft.

As she becomes more sure of herself and her tiny daughter's capacity for pleasure Laura's 
tongue grows bolder, lingering longer on the tiny pleasure filled nubbin.  Before long her 
tongue laps at every exposed millimetre of delicate pink skin, curling around my finger to 
brush over her daughter's soft perineum, and up almost to the tiny dome of Gemma's cute little 
outie.

Gemma signals her appreciation of her mother's attentions with a series of soft moans and 
whimpers, which rapidly grow louder.  Her hips soon begin to buck insistently, jamming her soft 
little mons against her mother's lips, and sawing her clasping little fuck tube back and forth 
on my impaling finger.

After a minute or so I become aware of Laura's tongue darting hungrily down to taste my finger 
each time Gemma's movements expose a juice slimed knuckle, and then impossibly try to follow it 
back into the warm, wet heat of her daughter's vagina.  She growls softly in frustration as she 
is thwarted time and time again by the tightness with which the narrow sheath grips me.

"Is this what you want?" I chuckle softly into her ear, as I withdraw my finger completely to 
allow Laura unfettered access to her young daughter's tasty little puss.

Laura wastes no time in answering me, and before Gemma can even begin to complain at the 
absence, Laura's tongue, fills the sweet cavity I'd just vacated.  And while is can not 
possibly hope to delve as deeply, Laura makes the attempt, reaching with her tongue for Gemma's 
cervix, like a cow straining for a solitary dandelion just inches from her nose.

Impossible as it seems, the ring of muscle that had felt so tight on my finger expands to allow 
ingress to the greater girth of Laura's oral invader.  Whether it was because of my finger 
opening the way, or the smaller size of her mother's tongue, Gemma's tiny snatch allows Laura's 
tongue to fully enter where little more than the tip of mine had been before.

The howl that Gemma lets go at this sudden intrusion makes Laura jerk back in alarm, but she is 
held firmly in place by the fat little legs which her daughter practically knots behind her 
head.  Realising that there was no pain in the animalistic outcry made by her daughter, Laura 
returns her tongue to the tasty little well, sparking a lesser, but equally joy filled yelp.

I quickly grasp that any attempt to reintroduce my fingers would probably result in their 
instant removal.  So instead of trying to push in where I so obviously was not needed, I crawl 
around behind Laura.

I look down at the twin half moons of her upraised buttock and the drooling swollen lips 
beneath for several seconds, then reach out to gently squeeze the soft globes before sliding my 
fingers lower to scoop up some of the flavoursome slime and transfer it to my mouth.  She is so 
engrossed in pleasuring her daughter, that she doesn't even seem to be aware of my rude touch, 
not even responding when I thumb the hot, turgid lips open to release more of her delicious 
cunt cream.

A wicked thought then enters my mind, and I grin as I wonder if what I plan on doing next will 
escape her.  It's doesn't.  She howls with ecstasy, directly into her daughter's tiny cunt as I 
take aim with the tip of my prick and slam the entire length into the hot, clasping depths of 
her streaming snatch.

"Oh my God!" she cries, her chin rubbing along the full length of Gemma's slit as she throws 
her head back.  "Fuck me like the sick bitch I am!  Doggy fuck me while I eat my baby's little 
cunt."

As I begin to saw slowly back and forth, she lowers her head and returns to her briefly 
interrupted worship of her daughter's tiny, hairless pussy.  From the very moment when I slid 
balls deep into her juicy snatch, I feel small spasmodic ripples lightly grip and release me, 
making me realise that the depraved act of eating out her own five year old daughter had been 
enough to bring the young mother to the verge of climax.

Having already cum four times that night I felt no real urgency for myself.  Leaning forwards 
over Laura's back, I disentangle Gemma's legs from about her neck and with a tiny foot in each 
hand I push them out and back, opening the tiny girl up to her mother's hungry mouth.  I place 
my head next to Laura's so that I might continue to observe the licentious act, and whisper 
instructions in her ear.

"She loves having her little clit played with." I whisper softly, "Flick it with your tongue."

For a few moments it seems as if she's too caught up in what she's doing, to heed me, but then 
shudder ripples through Gemma's small frame as she emits a happy little yelp.  While Laura 
continues slapping the tiny pleasure button with her tongue, I release one of Gemma's feet to 
reach around her mother's hips and lightly flick my fingernail over the larger, turgid nodule 
between her pussy lips.  Timing my assaults to come between her own attacks on Gemma's clit, I 
quickly have her squeaking in counterpoint to her daughter.

Then just as we begin falling into a rhythm I give a series of short sharp jabs with my prick 
in the volcanic heat of her juicy tunnel of love.  Jarred by my hips slapping against her 
buttocks, she is for a few moments unable to do more than hold her lips to the her daughter's 
red swollen labia, transferring the force of my thrusts directly to Gemmy's small hairless 
mons.

After a few seconds I change to more languorous, deep, full length strokes and murmur, "Nibble 
her pussy lips with your lips as well."

Again it seems to take several seconds for my words to filter through to her, but when they do, 
she complies.  Tilting her head to the side, she lips her way up and down the flushed, swollen 
labia of her daughter, each toothless bite, earning a soft squeak of pleasure.  Each time she 
crosses over at the top, her tongue slaps down on the turgid little clit, accompanied by a 
somewhat louder cry.  At the bottom it dips inwards to taste the sweet prepubescent delights of 
Gemma's vaginal opening, forcing a breathy yelp of pleasure from her daughter.

"Use your lips to bite her clit." I whisper at the conclusion of Laura's second circuit, as I 
gently pinch her lust swollen pleasure bulb and tug it lightly.

Under the new stimulus, Gemma's cries become louder and more urgent, signalling the approaching 
onset of her orgasm, and I whisper to Laura, "Can you hear that?  Your baby girls about to cum.  
Slip you finger into her pussy, so it has something to squeeze."

Laura whimpers a little at the thought of having to forego her daughter's sweet nectar, but she 
complies, and the little girl's outcries immediately become more strident as the rapidly 
cresting wave, threatens to break.  But before it does I whisper one final instruction.

"Suck her clit." I say urgently, "Suck it hard!"

"Aieeeeeeeeee!" With a shrill paint peeling squeal that rapidly soars higher and higher in 
pitch, Gemma cums, and cums hard.  Her tiny frame writhes with pleasure, barely held in place 
by her mother's impaling finger.  Then as it seems that her cry will pass beyond the limit of 
our hearing, her body convulses and she begins all over again, this time beginning with a low 
growl, which rises quickly into the upper registers.

By the fourth repetition, she barely has the breath to whimper, and Laura relents.  She lets 
the oversensitive bundle of nerves slip from her lips and when the abdominal ripples signalling 
the young preschooler's vaginal contractions finally cease, she gently extracts her finger.  
She softly laps up the few drops of sweet essence that escape, then lifts her head to look into 
the tiny face that is slowly relaxing from a fierce rictus which might have been agony, to a 
dreamy, half conscious smile.

"Fuck me." she suddenly growls, rearing up in front of me and turning her head to look back 
into my eyes. "Bitch fuck me hard, but don't you fucking dare cum."

Curling my arms around under her arms, I grab a double handful of firm tit flesh and draw my 
hips back until I remain barely lodged within her steaming sheath.  Ignoring her instructions, 
I start with half a dozen short, quick jabs, using only the first third or so of my prick.

"Come on you sick fuck." she cries, forcing herself back against my loins, "I said fuck me 
hard.  If you want hand around long enough to have a shot at my little girl you're gonna have 
to do better than that.  Show me you're good enough to fuck my baby."

Laura's filthy words have the desired effect.  I draw back, and then slam forwards with enough 
force to drive a deep grunt from her body. "So that's what it takes you nasty, pervert." she 
says. "O.K. Daddy." her voice takes on a piping childlike quality, "Fuck my tiny pussy Daddy."

I pull back and slam into her again, "Oh yess Daddy!" she cries, "Just like that, slam you big 
fat daddy cock into my little hole.  Play with my titties Daddy."

As I continue to slam fuck her streaming cunt, I maul her breasts with my hands, kneading the 
firm flesh in my palms.  Letting them slip through my fingers, until I can trap her bullet like 
nipples.

"Does my little girl like that?" I growl softly in her ear, as I roll the rubbery bulbs between 
my fingertips and pull them away from her body."

"Oh yesss Daddy." she whimpers, "My boobies like it when you squeeze them like that."

"Is that how you fuck Mummy?" Gemma asks, half curiously, half fearfully. "Doesn't it hurt?"

"Stop Geoff!" Laura cries grabbing my wrists.  She then goes on, "No Honey, Geoff's not hurting 
me.  What he was doing is one of the ways people can fuck, and it makes me feel good.  I 
thought you'd fallen asleep, or I wouldn't have asked Geoff to do it like that, but he was 
doing it exactly the way I wanted him to."

"Do I have to go to sleep Mummy?" Gemma asks pleadingly, "Can't I watch Daddy fuck you first?"

"Of course you can Gemmy." Laura replies, "Why don't you turn around and lie underneath us, so 
you can see everything up close."

As if fearful that we might change our minds, Gemma teleports herself into position. "Is his 
penis really inside you Mummy?  It looks funny.  Can I feel it please?"

"Sure Honey." Laura replies. Almost immediately she cries out, "Oh shit!  My little girls 
touching my cunt while my paedophile, pervert boyfriend's fucking me.  Oh God honey, that feels 
so good."

I have to agree.  Tiny fingers gently probe at the point where my rock hard shaft is almost 
fully buried in the wet, jungle heat of Laura's hot snatch.  Oiled by her mother's slick 
juices, Gemma's fingers slide all the way around my shaft and then withdraw.

A couple of moment's later my balls are lifted and gently butted aside and Laura lets out a 
shrill shriek, closely echoed by my cry of "Oh my God!" as a tiny wet tongue insinuates itself 
between Laura's pussy lips and laps at the leaking seal around my cock.

Gemma giggles naughtily, obviously pleased by the effect of her surprise attack.  "You taste 
nice Mummy.  Make your penis go in and out Daddy."

"Shit yess!" Laura cries, "Fuck me while out little girl licks us."

"Oh does the nasty mummy like having her twat licked by her baby girl while I stuff it with my 
big, fat prick?" I murmur in her ear as I begin to saw slowly in and out of her streaming 
snatch.

"Shit you're wet," I tell her, "you're going to drown the little slut if you're not careful.  I 
can feel her hot, little tongue licking your juices from my prick when I pull out Mummy 
Pervert.  She's a good little pussy pleaser isn't she?"

"Fuck yesss!" Laura whispers back, "She's licking my clit when she can't get at your cock, and 
it feels like heaven.  That's it Honey," she raises her voice, "Lick Mummy's clit like a good 
little cunt licker."

"She's going to make you cum isn't she?" I ask softly. "You're going to cream all over my stiff 
prod and flood her little face with you're fuck juices  And I'm going to fill you with my cum 
so she can eat our fuck right out of your messy fuck hole."

"No you're not you bastard!" she says in a fierce whisper, "I've got something special in mind 
for Daddy Pervert's cum."

"And what might that be?" I ask, pausing with my cock half way out of her steamy box.

"Don't you worry about that now." she hisses, "You just keep on fucking me, and keep your 
nasty, baby making cream right where it is."

"Oh so the nasty, daughter diddling Mummy won't tell me." I coo, "We'll see about that." I 
raise my voice, "Gemmy, suck Mummy's clit now.  Suck it real hard and bite it with your lips."

"YESSSS!" Laura screams at the top of her lungs, as Gemma follows my instructions, while at the 
same time, I bear down hard on her stiffened nipples and tug them up and away from her body 
until her breasts become elongated cones.

"Again Gemma!" I cry, "As hard as you can."

"FUCK MEEEEEEEEEEE!" Laura yells, her mouth right by my ear.

"With my balls slapping across Gemma's forehead and the bridge of her nose, I plunge in and out 
of Laura's obscenely squelching snatch.  Suddenly the hot, silky walls of her cunt clamp down 
on my prick, squeezing it, massaging up and down its length, as they try to milk my seed into 
her waiting womb.

"I'M CUMMING!" she howls, "OH FUCK I'M CUMMING ON MY BABY GIRL'S TONGUE.  I'M CUMMING ALL OVER 
HER FUCKING FACE.  OH FUCK.  OH FUCK.  FUCK, FUCK, FUCK.  I'M FUCKING DYING.  OH GOD!  IT'S TOO 
MUCH.  USE YOUR TEETH GEMMY. BITE MUMMY'S CLIT.  AIIIIIIEEEEEEeeeeeeee!"

With a final mindless howl of pure ecstasy, Laura falls limply against my hands, her body 
twitching spasmodically, as the after effects of her massive climax take their toll on her 
limp, unconscious body.  I gently disengage myself from her now slack pussy, feeling a flood of 
pent up juices sluice from her gaping fuck hole.  Beneath us, I hear the lewd sounds of Gemma 
slurping up this bounty, and then a few moments later her little tongue laves my cunt slimed 
balls.

Suddenly the little girl becomes aware that her mother has gone silent.  She wriggles her way 
out from under us and sits up to look into Laura's slack features. "Did we hurt Mummy?" she 
asks fearfully.

"No honey." I reply, as I gently lower Laura to the mattress, "We just made her feel so good 
that she needs a little rest.  Let's cuddle up to her, so she knows we love her when she wakes 
up."

"There's no need for that darlings." Laura whispers, "I know how much you both love me.  You 
showed me that by giving me the best feelings ever.  And now it's time for a special treat for 
you two.  Gemmy, how would you like to feel what it's like for Geoff to squirt his special 
cream right up inside your little pussy?"

"Can I Mummy!" the little girl shrieks, her face lighting up like a Christmas tree.

No Laura!" I say at almost the time, my heart breaking as Gemma's radiant face crumples, "I 
can't do that to her.  I'd split her in two."

I know that you idiot." she replies, "Do you think I want to see her screaming in pain?  I know 
you can't fuck her yet, but you can still rub your cock on the outside of her pussy, jack off 
into her."

"Oh!  I'm sorry Gemmy." I apologise. "Would you like that?  Would you like me to rub my cock on 
your pussy, and squirt my special cream into your vagina?"

"Oh yess!" she squeals her face lighting up like the sun once more, "That's nearly as good as 
fucking me.  But I really wish could put your cock in my pussy for real."

"So do I Honey." I murmur, "But we have to wait until you're ready or it would hurt too much 
and wouldn't be nice like it should be."

"I'm gonna get ready real soon." Gemma assures me, "I want you to fuck me just like Mummy.  But 
maybe not so hard O.K.?"

"I think so too." Laura laughs, "If he did you like he does me, he'd split you right up the 
middle.  Maybe when you're older, Geoff can give you a good slam fuck, but you'll just have to 
settle for this for now."

"Uh how do you want to do this?" I ask.

"Well she could get down on her hands and knees," Laura says, "and you could do it Greek, but..."

"No, I don't really think she's ready for that either." I interrupt.

"First of all," Laura says, "what you're thinking is *not* what the Greeks really did, and I 
agree, she's not ready for that.  Doing it Greek, properly means you put your cock between her 
thighs.  But if you'd waited a little longer, I was going to say, that you should be able to 
look at each other the first time.  I think you should lie down and let Gemma ride the pony."

"First of all though," She grins at us, "I think your pencil needs a little more lead in it, 
and I think I'm going to insist on doing the honours."

With a shove, Laura pushes me back to lie across the foot of the bed, the only dry spot left, 
and lowers her lips to my three quarters hard prick.  Just as she'd done earlier, she plunges 
her face down over my rod, taking the head into the back of her throat and swallowing it to the 
root.

This time however, she doesn't stop the moment I'm fully hard, but comprehensively demonstrates 
to her daughter that she still has a lot to learn about the art of fellatio.  From tip to root 
she fucks me with her face, sometimes lunging downward to take me deep in an instant and at 
other times, working her way down slowly, her lips nibbling at my shaft all the way to the 
base.

Releasing me with a loud, obscene, and obviously deliberate slurp, Laura goes for my balls, 
sucking them one at a time into her mouth and rolling them about on her tongue.  I groan at the 
incredible sensations, my scalp tightening with delicious fear as her teeth scrape ever so 
lightly over my vulnerable gonads.

Then spitting my saliva moistened nut out like an apricot stone, she gently nibbles with her 
teeth along the flap of skin between my nut sack and the base of my cock, and then all of the 
way up its length to the fraenum.  Pursing her lips she sucks on me there, making me cry out in 
pleasure.

Beside us, Gemma looks on intently, obviously storing up what her mother is doing, for the next 
time she sucks my cock.  In fact as he mother plunges her face down over the full length of my 
steely prick yet again, it becomes too much for her and she timidly taps her mother on the 
shoulder, asking, "Can I do that too please Mummy?"

"Of course you can Honey, just remember we're just doing it to get him ready." Laura says, "And 
you," she turns to me with a mock admonishing glare, "remember where this load is supposed to 
go."

Gemma cocks her head to one side for a few moments, looking at my cock as if gauging where to 
begin.  Then having reached some sort of decision, she bends over until her breath chills my 
spit moistened balls.  Opening wide, she sucks one into her warm, moist mouth and tries to copy 
what her mother had done, but, because of her size is unable to do much more than prod it a 
little with her tongue.  Still the obscene thought that it is a five year old preschooler who 
is doing this, is more than enough to make up for the lack.

When she pushes it out a moment later with her tongue, she giggles, "His hair tickles my 
tongue."

"It does a bit, doesn't it?" Laura chuckles, "But it's still fun, isn't it?"

"Yeah!" the naughty little shit giggles, "I like doing naughty stuff.  Can I bite it now?"

"Very, very gently." Laura cautions, "Your teeth are sharper than mine, and I think you better 
not nibble on the wrinkled bit near the top at all."

Gemma's tiny, sharp teeth, send delicious thrills of pain/pleasure through me, eliciting 
involuntary groans from my lips.  As she nears the top, she covers her teeth with her lips, but 
continues to chew gently on my cock, and the pleasure becomes almost unbearable.

Pulling back, she levers my cock upright and gives the tip a soft, wet kiss, drilling the tip 
of her tongue into the open slit to get at the drop of precum that oozes out.  A moment later 
her face assumes a resolute expression.  I guess what she is about to do, but before I can stop 
her, she jams her head downwards, and actually manages to force the tip of my cock partway into 
her incredibly, exquisitely, tight little throat, taking nearly three quarters of my steel hard 
prick beyond her lips.

Her eyes pop open comically wide, and then her throat convulses as it tries to force the 
unnatural obstruction from her airway.  Afraid that she might bite me in her panic as well as 
being scared for her sake, I reach for her head to help her dislodge me from her throat, but 
she bats my hand away.  Red faced, and with tears streaming from her eyes, she grabs my hips, 
and incredibly, tries to pull herself onto me.

At first it seems impossible that she might succeed, and Laura, who had been briefly shocked 
into immobility, reached for her daughter.  Then just as her hands touch the straining little 
girl's cheeks, I feel a strange popping sensation, and the impossibly tight, embrace of her 
rippling oesophagus massages my glans, while her lower lip presses firmly against my tightened 
nut sack.

Laura and I gape dumbly at the sight, and paradoxically it is very the tightness of Gemma's 
throat that keeps me from blasting my seed directly into her stomach.

Having achieved her impossible seeming task, Gemma looses no time in shifting her hands to the 
front of my thighs and forcing herself free of the fleshy spear which is choking her.  
Immediately she is clear, she draws a deep shuddering breath and coughs raggedly a couple of 
times before smiling tremulously and announcing in a voice filled with pride, "I did it!"

"Yes you did Honey." Laura says, as she pulls her daughter into a fierce protective embrace  
"You sucked his whole cock, but you shouldn't have tried.  You could have hurt yourself really 
badly."

"How come you didn't choke when you did it Mummy?" Gemma asks, blithely ignoring her mother's 
warning.

"Well I did too, the first few times I tried." Laura says, "You've got to swallow at the right 
time.  It's something you have to practice, and it helps if you take a deep breath *before* you 
start too." She chuckles.

"Can I try it again?" she asks. "I want to practice until I do it right."

"No you can't!" Laura and I cry simultaneously.

"Remember what we said before?" I continue, "You should only do things that you like to do.  It 
doesn't matter how good it makes me feel, if you don't like it you shouldn't do it."

"But I like making you feel good." Gemma protests.

"Well I don't like you hurting yourself to do it." I reply gently.

"But it didn't hurt." Gemma says, "At least not very much, an' that was b'cause I did it 
wrong."

"No you didn't." Laura says, "Well maybe a little bit, but I'll tell you something.  You are 
the first girl I've ever heard of, who has done it at all on her very first try.  I usually 
takes a girl heaps and heaps of tries to get a mans cock all of the way into her throat and 
lots of them can never do it at all."

"I did it good then?" Gemma a squeals happily.

"Jesus woman," I cry disbelievingly, "she damned near chokes herself to death on my cock the 
first time, and now you're encouraging her to do it again."

"Oh don't be a party pooper Geoff." Laura giggles, "If she can do that without knowing what the 
hell she's supposed to do, she won't have any problems at all with a bit of coaching.  And 
don't try to tell me you didn't enjoy it.  I saw your balls practically snap up into your guts 
when she did it."

She looks down at her daughter, "And that's another reason why you better not try again just 
now.  When a man's balls pull up real tight against his cock, that means he's just about to 
squirt his spunk, and if you practice now, he won't have any left to fill your little pussy 
up."

"But I like it when he does it in my mouth." Gemma declares, "His spunk tastes yummy."

"I know it does," Laura smiles, "But you wouldn't taste it if he wasted it down your throat, 
would you."

"I guess so." Gemma replies, "Can you make it squirt in my hole now Geoff?"

"I think he can manage that." Laura chuckles, "You just sit up on his cock and I'll show you 
what to do."

With a little help from her mother to get her situated just right, Gemma is quickly ensconced 
astride my hips, with the underside of my cock pressing up between her splayed labia. "Hey it 
look like I've got a cock like Geoff has." the little girl giggles looking down at where about 
half of my prick peeks obscenely from between her bald little pussy lips.

"So it doe's." Laura giggles in mock surprise, "Now scoot your bottom backwards and forwards 
and see how it feels."

Gemma is quick to comply, her eyes opening wide at the initial sensations, and then becoming 
half lidded and dreamy as she concentrates on the delicious feelings.  "It feels nice." she 
murmurs happily, "I can feel all the bumps on his cock with my clit bump."

"Scoot forward a little bit more Honey." Laura instructs, "You want to rub against the top of 
his cock so it feels good for Geoff too."

"It feels pretty damned good just as it is." I say with a grin.

"I'll bet it does Daddy Pervert." Laura grins back, "I bet you just love having my naughty slut 
daughter rubbing her tiny bald pussy on your big fat prick.  I bet you're loving the idea of 
shooting her tiny little cunt full of you nasty baby juice.  I know I am, I just can't wait to 
hold your fat, purple knob up against her tiny hole while you pump it full of yummy baby making 
cream."

Spurred on by Laura's dirty speech, I grasp Gemma by the hip and pull her harder against me, 
crushing her little clit against the underside of my steely prick as I guide her back and 
forth.  "Gonna pump her baby hole full." I grunt, "Gonna squirt so much cum in her tight little 
hole her eyeballs are gonna float.  God I love her bald little snatch.  Can't wait to fill it 
with my baby making spunk and watch it dribble down her legs.  Gonna cream her good."

"Oh yes Daddy!" Gemma squeals, "Squirt the stuff that makes babies in me.  I want to have a 
baby like Karen too."

"Oh fuck!"

"Oh God." Laura yelps as if bitten, "Do it.  God I wish you could make a baby in her.  Could 
you imagine it.  Little baby girl going to school with a belly as big as she is.  I'm gonna 
cream just thinking about it."

"Do it Daddy, put a baby in my tummy just like Karen's got." Gemma cries, rocking back and 
forth like a thing possessed.

"Do it Daddy Pervert!" Laura almost whimpers, "Give the little slut a big belly.  Knock her 
up."

"Yeah Daddy Pervert, knock me up." Gemma squeals.

Assaulted on both side with obscene encouragements to plant my seed deep Gemma's unripe belly, 
my loins burn for release.  My balls churn with the need to release their boiling cargo.

"Oh God here it comes." I cry jerking Gemma higher on my belly, and off the bloated head of my 
prick.

"Lie down!" Laura cries urgently, pushing Gemma between the shoulders as she wraps her fingers 
around the twitching shaft.  "Push Geoff!"

I push, and feel the soft lips of Gemma's hairless pussy sear the sensitive flesh of my cock 
head as they part and let my turgid glans kiss the tight ring of muscle guarding the entrance 
to her vaginal passage.

"Harder!" Laura cries.

Lost in the sensation of the cum rising from my balls I push, and feel the tight ring give way, 
letting the top third of my glans wedge itself within the searing heat of her baby cunt.  I 
feel Laura's fist pump my shaft twice and a rivulet of molten lava burns through me, spitting 
from the tip of my prick into the welcoming depths of Gemma's immature, five year old vagina.

I writhe with the delightful agony of my climax, yelling with pleasure as bolt after searing 
bolt of cock cream, burns through my prick to jet from the tip into Gemma's hot little fuck 
tube.  "Oh Daddy!" I dimly hear her cry. "I can feel it.  I can feel you squirting in my pussy 
hole."

All too soon, my balls have nothing left to give.  They ache deliciously from having five 
enormous loads of cum torn from them in less than twelve hours.  The pleasure of each climax 
greater than the last.  All too soon that glorious spiral would have to end or the sheer 
pleasure would kill me.

'What a way to go!' my demon groans deep in my mind, 'Count me in, I'm ready to meet my maker.'

From staring hungrily down at her pussy as I washed her dirty bottom, to this in less than half 
a day.  From a naughty pose to a ready made family in mere hours.  I think from the very 
instant I gave into my dark urges to take a closer look at the forbidden fruit of my new gained 
daughter I was snared, but I didn't feel trapped.  I felt freer than I've ever felt before.

I was every bit, as much in love with Laura as I was with her five year old daughter.  I was a 
lover of little girls and for the first time I no longer felt ashamed of it, because I knew 
that my love encompassed all girls, both young and old.  And in particular that love was for 
the two girls who had given me such pleasure as no man had ever felt before.

"God Geoff." Laura's voice finally reaches, me "You look like you've had a religious 
experience."

"Very nearly I think." I reply.

"Was it really that good?" Laura asks, half amused and half in wonderment, "If it was I don't 
think I dare let Gemmy have what she wants.  Explaining your death to the coroner might be a 
bit difficult."

I have to chuckle at the image she conjures, but I quickly sober. "No it wasn't that.  Though 
that was the best yet.  I think I'm ready to commit to what we dodged our way about before. And 
maybe some day all the way commit."

"This isn't because of Gemmy is it?" Laura asks guardedly.

"Yes but not the way you might be thinking." I reply, "I'd do it even if tonight never happened 
again.  I've always thought there was something wrong inside of me, to make me feel the way I 
do about young girls, but tonight I've discovered that I feel that way about you too.  It's not 
about me being a paedophile, though it's too late to change that now, I turned to young girls 
because they never rejected me, or ridiculed me, like older girls did, and then everything that 
happened to me just seemed to keep pushing me in that direction.

"Maybe it was fate that made me let things get out of hand while you were at work.  God knows, 
I've taken what she did and more from other girls in the last two years without giving in to my 
desires.  For five years I've known just how easy it is to lead a young girl into sexual 
experimentation.  And for five years I've refrained, through fear of others at first and later 
because of fear for them.

"Tonight it was different.  The fear was still there, but mostly it was for myself, because I 
knew that once I gave in, I wouldn't be able to stop.  Right from the beginning, Gemma seemed 
to be in control, so the fear I should have felt for her just never came into it.  It was 
almost like what she did to you tonight, except that I could see that everything was as new to 
her as it was to me.  She was learning, but she was so firmly in the lead, that sometimes I 
would have to run to keep up."

"I know what you mean." Laura says, "I still can't believe she throated you like that.  I admit 
I was showing off, but never in a million years would I have expect her to try and copy me."

"Yeah well now you know." I chuckle, "We're going to have to watch ourselves around her, though 
there's really only one thing left, and she's agreed to wait until we say she's ready for 
that."

"Don't be too sure about that." Laura giggles, "I don't think she was pretending when she told 
you she wanted a baby like Karen's having."

"Oh I've already told her she's to young to make a baby." I reply confidently.

"But you'll make one in me when I get old enough won't you?" Gemma pipes up with equal 
confidence.

"Oh shit." I groan, while Laura burst out laughing as she gives me a blatant 'I told you so.' 
look.

"You will won't you?" Gemma asks, almost pleadingly.

"Well aren't you going to answer her?" Laura chortles, obviously enjoying my stunned 
expression.

"Uh-uh." I shake my head grinning, "It was your dirty talk which got this started and now *you* 
can finish it."

"Bastard." she says to me.  Turning to Gemma, she continues, "Mummy was just pretending before 
Honey.  Sometimes when people do sex things, it makes it better to pretend, or think about 
something really naughty or nasty.  We knew that you couldn't have a baby, but because you're 
such a little girl and nearly everyone thinks that little girls having babies is nasty, so 
talking about it made it feel extra good for Geoff."

"But why can't I have a baby?" Gemma persists.

'Hoo boy," Laura mutters, "you don't give up easy do you?  Well the first and best reason is 
that having a baby when you're very young can hurt your body a lot.  Do you know how a baby 
comes out?"

"Uh-huh it comes out of my vagina.  Geoff told me."

"Well if you're too small, it can sometimes make it so you can never have any more babies."

"O.K. I'll wait until you say I'm big enough to have a baby." Gemma says as if that should be 
the end of the matter.

"Well that's a start," Laura says, "but there are lots of people reasons too.  Most people 
think girls shouldn't have babies until they're at least eighteen, and if they do they sometime 
think that the girl is very bad and they pick on her a lot.  That's what happened to me when I 
had you, my daddy kicked me out and I went to live with a very bad man."

"But Karen's Daddy didn't do that to her, he's nice.  And Geoff wouldn't do it to me." Gemma 
argues.

"But Karen did lose nearly all of her old friends, because they weren't allowed to play with 
her any more." Laura responds.

"How come?" Gemma asks.

"Because all of their parents thought she was bad and wouldn't let them, in case they were bad 
too."

"That's silly you have to fuck to have a baby."

"I think it might be better if you use the proper words unless we're actually doing it Gemmy, 
so you should say 'have sex' instead of 'fuck'.  You're right it is silly, but everyone gets at 
least a little bit silly about sex, and when kids are involved they nearly always get very 
silly.  So the best thing to do is pretend to be like everyone else, and when you're in private 
you can fuck up a storm."

"Oooh you said the bad word." Gemma giggles.

"I know I did," Laura chuckles, "when you get older, you know when it's all right to say 
naughty sex words, but until then you say the proper words."

"Can Geoff still make a baby in me when I get old enough that people don't care.?" Gemma asks 
hopefully.

"I can't answer that one Honey." Laura says. "Geoff, the ball's in your court."

"Please Daddy, will you be my baby's Daddy too?" Gemma looks at me pleadingly.

"Honey." I whisper lovingly, "If when, you're ready to have a baby you still want me to be the 
Daddy, I'd be happy to do it."

"Oh thankyou." Gemma cries plastering my face with kisses, "You're the best daddy in the whole 
world.  But I wish I could have a baby to love right now."

"For that you will have to ask your mother." I grin, waggling my eyebrows at Laura's shocked 
look.

"Yeah!" the little girl cries gleefully, "Geoff can have sex with you and then I'll have a baby 
sister like Julie's having."

"That's a thought, I could always use another little girl to fuck." I grin in response to 
Laura's dumbfounded expression.

"What if it's a boy?" she Gemma asks.

"Well in that case you'll have a little brother to fuck instead."

"That sounds like something out of one of your filthy stories." Laura giggles.

"It is." I grin.  Sobering, I look down at Gemma's face. "Having a baby's a very big decision, 
so don't get you're hopes up just yet.  Your Mummy and I need to think about it for quite a bit 
first."

"But..."

"Not buts, goats but." I grin, "Karen's going to have a baby very soon, and I'll be looking 
after her as well as the rest of you lot once she's gone back to work.  Who knows, you might 
decide you don't like babies at all.  She's going to steal lots of my time.  She dribbles, 
she's noisy, sometimes smelly, and almost no fun at all for other little kids until she's 
nearly a year old."

"You make it sound such a chore I'm not sure I want to even consider it." Laura chuckles, "But 
Geoff's right Honey, babies are all those things and more.  There are things that make it all 
more than worthwhile, but babies aren't little dolls you can ignore until they do something 
interesting."

"However, in the meantime, I think it's way past time that the three of us got some sleep.  And 
since we seem to have made a bit of a mess here," she giggles, surveying the sodden rumpled 
sheets, "I think Geoff and I better use his bed."

"Can I sleep with you too." Gemma asks, adding with patently false fear, "The storm might come 
back."

"Scamp." I grin giving her cute little bum a soft spank, "What do you think?" I ask of Laura, 
"Make a little girl sandwich?"

"Not bloody likely." Laura says with feeling.  Then as Gemma's face falls, she grins. "I want 
to sleep next to my man the first night I have him.  You'll have to take the other side."

"Yippee." The little girl cries bouncing up and down on my belly.

"Ugh!" I grunt. "Better get off, I need to pee."

"What happened to the much vaunted superior male bladder?" Laura twits me.

"Your daughter." I grin, swinging my legs off the bed and hefting said offspring on my hip as I 
head for the bathroom and beyond.

"Can I hold it again?" Gemma asks, as I front up to the bowl.

"I guess so," I grin, "but it all goes in there this time O.K."

She giggles and nods, leaving a slimy trail of sperm down my leg as I let her slip to the 
floor.  "Oooh, I can feel your spunk coming out."

"Hey what's going on here?" Laura asks with a grin just as I get going.

"Eeek!  Oh look what you made me do Mummy." Gemma cries in mild outrage, quickly getting my 
prick pointed back at the bowl.

"Sorry Honey." Laura chuckles, "You're doing a real good job, and you only made a tiny splash 
when I scared you.  Did you help Geoff pee last night too."

"Uh-huh in the shower," Gemma affirms, "an' I made it go all over me too, an' it felt all warm 
and tingly and nice."

"Was that your idea too."

"Uh-huh."

"Like I said," I chuckle, "she lead the whole way.  O.K. time to shake."

"Huh?"

"Like this." I close my hand over hers and give it a couple of quick wanks to shake off the 
last few drops.

"O.K. shove aside you two." Laura says, giving us a bump with her hip, "My turn."

Since Gemma maintains her grip on my cock, she perforce follows as I step back.  And a moment 
later her tongue flicks out to lap across the slightly damp head of my cock.

"Gemma!" Laura cries in shock, stopping in a half crouch over the toilet seat.

"Tastes real salty." the nasty little shit giggles unperturbed.

"She's the leader of the pack." I sing.

"God is there anything she won't try?" Laura asks wonderingly.

"Buggered if I know." I grin, "I haven't been game to ask."

"I kissed his bottom hole too." Gemma offers helpfully. "Can I help you pee too."

"What the hell go for it." Laura chuckles.

Gemma squeezes in between Laura's knee and the wall, and leans over to pry her mother's labia 
apart. "O.K. you can pee now Mummy."

"Thanks Honey." Laura says, rolling her eyes at me.

The pale straw coloured stream that Laura discharges in a thick, powerful jet, emerges from 
just below her prominent clit, and hisses noisily against the side of the bowl as she sighs 
with relief.  It last only a few seconds before she finishes with a grunt and a final short 
spurt.

"May I wipe." I ask, waggling my tongue lewdly in her direction.

"You too, huh?" she grins, "Why the hell not.  I guess that means I have to do Gemma or you'll 
think I'm chicken."

"You don't have to do anything you don't want to." Gemma says seriously.

"Oh it's all right Honey." Laura says, "I want to do it at least once just to see what it's 
like.  After that we'll see.  It might be fun."

"Oh it is Mummy." Gemma says enthusiastically, "Specially when he makes it go splash real hard 
on my clit bump and in my hole."

"You really have tried everything, haven't you?" Laura chuckles.  Then fixing me with a haughty 
look, she says, "O.K. slave get down on your knees and clean me up."

"Yes mistress." I say with my head bowed submissively, as I comply.

Standing, she assumes a spraddle legged stance over me.  I tilt my head back and drag my tongue 
back and forth through her glistening crease.  Unsurprisingly, I can taste little more than the 
copious juices of her several orgasms and continual leaking, though there is a slightly spicy 
saltiness, which just serves to make it better.

"Well?"

"Delicious mistress." I grin, "I think I could go the whole hog."

"My turn Mummy." Gemma cries, pulling herself up onto the seat.  Hunching over to look for 
herself, she asks, "Is much of Geoff's spunk coming out?  It feels like heaps."

We look, and discover that remarkably little has leaked.  Just a few drops which still cling to 
her firm little pussy lips. "Hardly any at all Honey." Laura says. "It just feels like a lot 
because, you're not used  to it.  Are you ready to pee for us now."

Laura then leans forwards and whispers something in her daughter's ear.  Whatever it is, makes 
the little girl's eyes widen in surprise and she nods enthusiastically.

Laura does the honours of holding Gemma's fat little lips apart while the little girl releases 
a pale golden arch of pee into the bowl.  As it ends, she says.  "O.K. Mummy, now."

Laura immediately shifts her grip to her daughter's hips and lifts her into the air over her 
backwards tilted head.  A moment later Gemma releases a final spurt of pee directly into her 
mother's mouth.  Laura quickly swallows and pulls her daughter in to lick her clean.

"Well, I wouldn't say delicious, but it's not that bad." Laura grins lopsidedly, "I think we 
might just do it again sometime.  But for now.  Bed!"

					---

The sun is well and truly up the following morning, when the sensation of a warm, wet mouth on 
my prick brings me slowly to the surface.  For several seconds I lie back with my eyes closed, 
enjoying the feel of Gemma's soft baby like sucking.  Slowly the events of the previous night 
come back to me, and I open my eyes to look down at the slowly moving, tousled, blonde head 
pillowed on my belly and the equally dishevelled head on my shoulder.

"Good morning Gemmy." I rumble quietly, reaching down to run my fingers through her soft hair.

"Oh!" she squeaks in happy surprise, "G'morning Daddy."

"No not right now." I tell her, as I gently restrain her from returning to her sucking. "Mummy 
didn't get as much sleep as us."

"O.K." she agrees loudly, "Can I do it when she does?"

"Shhh scamp." I grin at her fortunately unsuccessful attempt to wake her mother, "Let your 
mother sleep.  And when she does wake up we're going to my place to get my stuff, so you're 
going to have to wait a bit longer."

"However, since the two of us are awake and we probably stink to high heaven, I think we should 
have a shower and see about getting something for breakfast.  Now scoot, and I'll be with you 
in a sec."

With a naughty showing of her tongue and then her bare bottom Gemma scoots, and I begin the 
delicate task of extricating myself from Laura's clasp.  She mumbles complainingly a couple of 
times as I gently work my arm out from beneath her, but remains fast asleep and rolls into the 
warm hollow left by my body with a blissful sigh.

Since she's not allowed to touch the taps, I find Gemma bouncing impatiently from one foot to 
another in the bathroom doorway.  "You look like you need a pee." I grin at her.

"I do," she giggles, "hurry up slowpoke, I wanna play some games in the shower."

"Well we're not." I tell her firmly, "Morning pee is too strong for games.  All we're going to 
do is have a quick shower and then get breakfast.  Playtime comes later, after we do all the 
things we have to do today."

"Meanie." she pouts.

"Not at all." I grin unrepentantly, You know the rules as well as I do.  Work first and then 
play."

"Double meanie." she grins.

Our shower is punctuated with lots of squirmy, fun, but I manage to keep the sex play down to a 
minimum, just a few playful sucks that don't even get me fully hard and a couple of well-aimed 
shots with the shower head on pulse.  As we finish drying off, I think I hear voices, so just 
to be sure I wrap a towel around my waist, before opening the door and emerging with a naked 
Gemma on my hip.

"….smells like a whore house on payday.  If I didn't know you better I'd think you, had, a, 
man, here." Karen's voice trails off into silence, as she spots us.

"Hi Geoff.  Hi Gemmy." eight year old Julie pipes up, seemingly unconcerned by my near 
nakedness.

"Hi Julie.  Hi Karen.  Guess what?" Gemma cries out excitedly to her friend. "Geoff's my Daddy 
now!

Squirming to be released, she dislodges my towel forcing me to quickly retreat back into the 
bathroom, chased by a quartet of naughty giggles.