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Kool Pop - Menage a Trois - Part 1 (Fg, MFg, inc cons, ped, very young)
By kids_at_play
WARNING: The following fictional tale deals with the subject of incest within
a family unit. This will include a father, mother and a daughter who is 18
months old. Please do not read if that combination of topics is not amenable
to your way of thinking. If you feel that it may be something you might enjoy
then by all means, please, proceed. The contents of this story are probably
illegal in certain parts of the world so be careful. The author of this story
neither condones nor promotes the activities described herein but wishes
it to be known that neither does the author understand just what that means.
Enjoy or not.
DISCLAIMER: Any resemblance to either real persons, places, things or positions
is purely a coincidence and solely the figment of the author's imagination,
whichever is greater. The actors involved in the story are fictional which
means that the events never happened in reality but rather in the twisted
mind of the author. Please be advised that it's just a story. Period. Deal
with it. I have.
DEDICATION: For Sticky Fingers, who anxiously awaits this one.
"Kool Pop - Ménage-å-Trois"
a story by kids_at_play
(Fg, MFg, inc cons, ped, very young)
Part 1
My daughter and I settled on the sofa together after having just had a very
satisfying bath time, both of us having been satisfied sexually. Now that
may seem strange to you at first, probably because of the incest implications
that very statement elicits. Once you get over the stigma of incest, then
when I tell you that my daughter is a mere 18-months-old and I am a 30+ adult
male then your senses tell you to act shocked and horrified. And you always
listen to your senses, don't you? Of course you do.
And that's exactly what I had done. Listened to my senses.
It all started with me shaving peacefully in the bathroom. Then, my moral
world as I knew it exploded and everything immoral took hold of me, leading
me to molest my baby daughter.
Yes, that is what I did. Plain and simple. But the strange part about that
is the fact that my daughter, Jess, my little elf, went along with whatever
I did to her completely. In fact, I'm even sure that she enjoyed it.
Now I know what you are all thinking. How can an 18-month-old baby girl go
along with sexual contact by her father? You don't know. You weren't there.
I was. I saw. I know.
Jess and I enjoyed each other's bodies in a father/daughter bonding experience
that will forever after be unique. I won't go into the details here of what
transpired between us but if you wish to know you can read the account of
our explorations in my other missives. For now, the story continues.
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I had dressed Jess in a pretty little dress made for toddlers and had brushed
her dark blonde hair out so that the curled ringlets around her neck floated
lazily against her soft skin. We sat on the sofa, my little elf by my side.
We snuggled together while watching an episode of Sesame Street. Jess seems
to be mesmerized by Elmo. I had my arm cradling her around her tiny body
and in a matter of minutes she fell asleep. Worn out, I supposed, from all
the excitement. Ah, the joys of youth. I, myself, was beginning to feel the
effects of having not only come once but twice. Alas, the woes of getting
older.
My daughter slept peacefully, making not a sound as her blonde-haired head
rested against my side, buried underneath my arm. I softly patted her shoulder,
then stroked the soft supple skin below the dress sleeve. I glanced down
at her little legs sticking out from the hem of her dress and saw her white
cotton tights shimmering in the television's light. Her Mary Janes were black,
and shone brightly, reflecting up to me the image on the television screen.
So small. So frail. So sweet. So sexy.
I lowered my arm from around Jess' shoulder and dropped it to her lap. I
softly caressed her thigh through her pretty dress, and then reached for
the hem and drew it back. I uncovered my little elf's tights-covered thighs.
I could see her diaper underneath the cotton crotch of her tights and it
bulged there ominously. My hand petted Jess' soft thigh, and moved to cover
her diapered crotch. I cupped my daughter's toddler mound and pressed in
on it, but all I could feel was the wadded diaper.
Jess was sound asleep.
I bent my head and kissed the top of her golden head. I removed my hand from
in between her legs and settled her dress back over her thighs. I lay my
head back, closed my eyes, and fell asleep alongside my beautiful, loving
daughter.
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I don't know how long she had been standing there watching the two of us
asleep together on the sofa, but I awoke suddenly to find my wife just looking
at Jess and I, father and daughter, side by side, bonded. My wife was standing
by the television with a huge smile on her face.
"Hon, when -- when did you get back? I never heard you," I said, sleepily.
"A few minutes ago," she replied. "I just wanted to look at you two before
I woke you. You look so sweet together, darling."
I smiled. Wondered if she'd say the same thing if she'd seen us the way we
were earlier. Shook the thought from my mind.
My wife came over to the sofa and sat down on the other side of Jess. She
ran the fingers of one hand through Jess' hair, stroking her.
"Was she a handful?" my wife asked me.
"Not at all," I said, truthfully. "We had a bath and I dressed her and she
fell right to sleep."
I winced at using the collective pronoun 'we'. Not that I was worried that
my wife would think that Jess and I had taken a bath 'together' but that
my wife knew that I had already taken a shower before I started shaving this
morning. Why take a bath, as well?
But she didn't pick up on the slip of my tongue. Or if she had, she didn't
pursue it.
"Mark, listen, I'm sorry about this morning.
Sometimes Jess just gets too much for me, you know? I -- I don't want you
to think that --"
"It's all right, honey. We were fine alone. You needed some time and space.
Really, I know how it can get to you. In fact, I'm glad you left. Jess and
I did some daddy/daughter bonding while you were out."
"You did, huh? Closer than ever now?"
I was tempted to say 'more than you'll ever know' but instead said,
"She loves me lots. I'm her 'kool pop'."
The hidden meaning of that connotation was known only to me. I smiled lewdly
at the thought.
"Jess looks very pretty, Mark. You brushed her hair and everything."
"I wanted her to look pretty for her mommy," I said, meaning it.
"Thank you, Mark. Thank you for letting me blow off some steam."
My wife leaned over still-sleeping Jess and kissed me. I felt her tongue
press against my lips and I opened my mouth and our tongues caressed one
another's. Her kiss was urgent, insistent, and she pressed into my mouth
hard.
"Remember what I said on the phone, Mark?" she breathed heavily into my ear.
"I'd make it up to you tonight? Well, how about I make it up to you right
now? Jess is asleep and I'm feeling very loose and easy."
I froze. Although my wife's kiss was passionate, it did nothing for my lower
extremities. My cock was not responding to the stimulus. I had already come
twice, two powerful orgasms, and old Faithful wasn't scheduled for another
eruption for a few hours. Much less becoming tall and proud for the occasion.
What do do?
My wife's kisses became more ardent and she began moaning into my mouth.
It was all well and good that she was worked up but right now that didn't
do me a lick of good. Normally my eager-beaver member would be assuming the
position, upright and at attention, but woefully my little marine was AWOL.
My wife is an incredibly sexy woman but at the moment nothing was stirring
in nether nether land.
"Mark?" my wife stopped kissing me and asked. "Mark, what's wrong, honey?"
I didn't answer her straight away and tried to think of a plausible explanation
for rebuffing her advances.
"Mark, are you sure you're not mad at me for taking off this morning and
leaving you with Jess?"
"Um, no, it's not that, dear, um --"
"Well, then, what is it? Is it because Jess is right here with us? Does that
bother you, you know, becoming intimate with me with our daughter present?"
Oh, if you only knew, I thought to myself. But instead I said,
"No, it's not that, honey. It's just -- I'm kind of worn out, you know, from
everything this morning. I don't know, I'm -- I'm getting old, I guess."
"You're not old, Mark. A little toddler can wear anyone down. Now you know
what I go through every day," my wife said with just a small smirk of satisfaction
and quite possibly revenge.
Well, if that's what she wanted to think, then let her think that. I couldn't
have thought of a better alibi than that.
"Yes, dear, now I know," I said, resignedly. "I don't know how you do it,"
I added for emphasis.
She kissed me on my cheek and whispered in my ear, "But you're not getting
off that easy, mister. Tonight is still on for us."
Her tongue flicked out and licked the inside of my ear. Again, normally that
subtle-yet-sexy action would have caused my dangling jockey to spring up
like a jack-in-the-box but now all it did was groan and shudder and retreat
further back into its shell.
"You're on, hot stuff," I said huskily to her.
"Why don't you go take a nap and I'll spend some mommy time with Jess?" my
wife told me.
"Sounds good," I said, "and you might want to check Jess' diaper. She hasn't
gone potty since after she woke up this morning."
"Okay. Now you go rest up and get your energy back. You're gonna need it
tonight!"
My wife winked at me and I got up off of the sofa and looked down at my wife
and my daughter. Both were gorgeous and both were blondes. I was
indeed a lucky man. But, could I have the best of both worlds? That would
have to wait and see.
I headed upstairs to our bedroom. I passed the bathroom where my daughter
and I had shared a unique bonding experience. In the bedroom, I stripped
off my shirt and pants and lie down on top of the bed in just my underwear.
I was trying to conceive a way in which to have my wife join in with Jess
and I in a little family bonding. A little three-way experience. A ménage-a-trois.
I smiled wickedly and then fell fast asleep.
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Melissa closed her eyes and tried to calm herself down. Or more correctly,
tried to calm her body down. She was extremely horny. She didn't know why
she was that way, though. It could have been that she had been alone, apart
from her husband, for those four hours. Or it could have been her emotional
response to seeing her husband and her beautiful daughter asleep together
on the sofa that had instilled her with the sudden sexual hunger. You know,
the bliss and tranquility of a happy marriage, home and family.
No, simply put, Melissa was horny.
Well, she'd just have to wait until tonight. She sighed and looked down at
Jess, still sleeping in her pretty dress and her tights and shiny shoes.
Just so adorable, Melissa thought.
She stood up and gently picked Jess up and cradled her in her arm, letting
her head rest on her shoulder. She carried Jess upstairs and went down the
hall away from the bedroom where her husband lie sleeping and into Jessica's
bedroom. There was a changing table there and Melissa lay the sleeping toddler
on it gently.
Jess stirred a bit, and Melissa whispered, "Jess? It's mommy, sweetie. I'm
just going to change your diaper."
Melissa gazed upon her daughter's beautiful face as she lay there on the
changing table. So calm, so serene. So innocent. So much a part of her, Melissa.
Melissa pulled up the pretty dress that Mark had put on their daughter and
bunched it around Jess' waist. Jess' white cotton tights covered the toddler's
waist, thighs and legs and her white diaper could be seen through the tights.
Melissa grasped her daughter's tights on either side of her hips and slipped
her fingers inside the elastic waistband of them and tugged them down. She
drew the tights down to Jess' mid-thighs, leaving them there.
Then she reached for the Velcro tabs on either side of Jess' diaper and opened
them, loosening her daughter's diaper and then pulling the front down, exposing
the 18-month-old's vagina. Melissa saw that Jess' vaginal lips were slightly
red, and then saw that Jess had peed and associated the redness with having
been in contact with a wet diaper for a few hours. She thought nothing more
of it.
She pulled the wet diaper out from underneath Jess' butt cheeks and tossed
it into the Diaper Genie next to the changing table. Jess was just starting
to wake up more fully now and Melissa saw her eyes open and look at her.
She immediately smiled at seeing her mommy and Melissa said, "Well hello,
sleepyhead. Did my sweetie have a nice nap?"
Jess nodded her head yes and began reaching her arms upwards and out towards
her mommy.
"No, no, sweetie, not yet. Mommy's changing your diaper. You want a clean
diaper on, don't you?"
Jess nodded yes again and Melissa turned to get a fresh diaper from the dispenser,
also next to the changing table. She turned back and saw that Jess' right
hand was in between her legs and her little fingers were probing the folds
of her baby vagina.
Now Melissa wasn't like Mark, who didn't fly off the handle when confronted
with something new or something that shocked a person. No, Melissa was just
as Mark had described. She immediately brushed Jess' hand away from her vagina
and went about slipping the fresh diaper underneath her
daughter's butt cheeks. But when she had accomplished that, Jess' right hand
went immediately back to her little baby vagina, chubby fingers playing along
the outer lips in a childlike fascination.
Melissa went to move Jess' hand out of the way again but Jess insisted on
exploring her baby vagina. Melissa wasn't ignorant. She knew that babies
and toddlers at one time or another were curious about what was between their
legs. But she wasn't prepared for it to happen now, here, not when she wasn't
ready. But, then again, when would she ever be ready?
Overcoming her initial shock, Melissa decided to be more like Mark and let
her daughter explore her body. What harm could come from it? Mark was always
telling her how children, especially young ones, should be allowed to explore,
allowed to investigate, so long as what they were doing was not harmful to
them or others.
So, Melissa watched as her daughter's right hand again descended in between
her legs and her fingers scrabbled in between her baby vaginal lips. Melissa
looked at her daughter's face and saw what looked to be a look of contentment.
But was that possible? Could her 18-month-old toddler daughter know and feel
something by touching her vagina? Her sexual organ? Did it feel good to
her? Could babies feel pleasure in their undeveloped vaginas?
All these questions swarmed through Melissa's mind as she watched her daughter
play with her baby vagina. Jess seemed happy while she idly fondled herself.
And, oddly enough, Melissa started feeling warm and a certain flush came
over her as she stood there observing her little Jess touching herself. Melissa's
horniness was back! But how? She wasn't with Mark. She wasn't thinking of
Mark. She wasn't thinking of making love to
her husband.
No, she was standing here watching her 18-month-old daughter play with her
tiny baby vagina. With her baby pussy.
Melissa gasped when she suddenly thought of Jess' vagina like that. A pussy?
Her own pussy was suddenly becoming wet, aroused. Horny.
This could not be. This should not be.
This was wrong. My own daughter making me aroused. No, no, no.
But the more Melissa fought it, the more aroused she became.
She stared with excited eyes as Jess' fingers stroked up and down her baby
pussy. Trying to go in between the fleshy lips, trying to get inside, in
the middle, as if she were trying to touch her --
Melissa's own clit began throbbing inside her jeans and panties. She could
feel moisture running down one thigh. She was incredibly horny. She moved
closer to the changing table. Jess looked at her and just smiled as her little
hand continued to fondle her baby pussy while mommy watched.
"Jess, honey, sweetie," Melissa suddenly whispered to her beautiful, half-naked
daughter lying there on the changing table, white tights pulled down to mid-thigh,
diaper underneath her bare ass cheeks.
"Jess, do you want mommy to help you with that?"
And little Jess just nodded yes.
Melissa couldn't believe that she just said that to her daughter. She quickly
looked towards the doorway of Jess' bedroom in case Mark was standing there
and had heard what she had said. But there was no one there. She looked back
down at Jess, who seemed to be waiting patiently. Jess' legs were held somewhat
together by her tights and as such her thighs were separated only a few inches.
Melissa reached out and pulled down her daughter's white cotton tights some
more, pulling them down to her ankles. Jess' legs immediately fell to the
sides, as toddlers' legs do in that position, and now Melissa could see her
18-month-old daughter's baby pussy in all its splendor.
"Mommy?" Jess seemed to say it questioningly to Melissa. As if her daughter
were waiting for her to do something.
Melissa snaked her hand out slowly towards her daughter's exposed vagina.
She passed over top of it and instead placed her hand on Jess' belly.
This was insane! she thought to herself. What am I about to do? I can't.
And yet the more she looked at Jess' parted legs and plump little pussy the
more her own pussy throbbed and became increasingly wetter. Jess for her
part was smiling at Melissa and Melissa swore that her daughter knew what
was about to happen and in fact wanted it to happen. But was that possible?
Melissa's hand patted and then rubbed Jess' chubby belly, lightly tickling
her there, making Jess giggle delightedly. Melissa's hand moved downwards,
over her daughter's rounded lower belly and slipping underneath the precipice
there which began the toddler's pubic pad, or pudenda.
Again, Jess said one word, quite plainly.
"Mommy?"
Almost like a question again.
Melissa's hand moved lower to finally cover Jess' little chubby baby pussy.
She felt her daughter's genitals for the first time in a way other than strictly
utilitarian due to a necessary diaper change. This was a sexual contact.
No doubt about it.
Jess lay there quiet as her mommy began touching her in between her legs.
Melissa started to trace her fingers lightly over the fleshy folds of Jess'
pudgy labia. Her lips there were incredibly soft. Melissa stroked them tenderly,
noting that as she did, they began to grow a darker red. Was it possible
that her daughter, all of 18 months old, was becoming sexually aroused from
manual stimulation of her genitals? It sure seemed to be.
"Is that what you wanted to do, Jess?" Melissa asked her daughter almost
sensually.
Jess didn't answer but instead she lay still on the changing table, pretty
dress around her waist, white tights around her ankles, and a fresh diaper
lying underneath her butt cheeks.
Melissa began to slide one of her fingers, the forefinger, in between the
pudgy halves of Jess' labia. Scarlet-colored bulging pussy lips gaped around
Melissa's insistent-yet-gentle finger.
"Want mommy to play with your clit? Your happy button, sweetie?" Melissa
asked her daughter rhetorically.
Melissa's finger gently separated Jess' pussy lips and she used the very
tip of her forefinger to rub and probe the delicate folds of her daughter's
immature pussy. She passed over a small tiny pinhead-sized protrusion and
knew that she had found Jess' clitoris. Once she found it, she started to
draw circles around it to gauge her daughter's reaction. She didn't want
to go straight for clitoral stimulation too fast.
At that thought, Melissa pressed her other hand against the crotch of her
jeans. Her own throbbing clit could use some stimulation.
Maybe if I...
Melissa opened her jeans with one hand, drawing the zipper down, and exposing
her white panties in the opening. Her other hand kept on circling Jess' baby
clit. Melissa stuck her other hand down inside her panties and gave her pussy
a few much-needed rubs. She was now hornier than ever.
Melissa removed her hand from her panties and concentrated on her daughter's
pussy.
She passed hesitantly over Jess' tiny hardened clit and when she did she
heard Jess audibly sigh. Melissa fondled the tiny organ and was rewarded
by her daughter letting out another sigh. Almost like one of pleasure. This
was incredible! Melissa thought to herself. She never knew that baby girls
could feel pleasure from having their sexual organs played with.
Melissa felt a new sensation now as she continued fondling her 18-month-old
daughter's pussy. Melissa's nipples were quite stiff and poking out through
her bra and sweater. This was the hottest she'd ever been. Not really thinking
about what would happen if Mark woke up and came into Jess' bedroom and found
her like this Melissa removed her hand from in between Jess' legs and quickly
stripped off her sweater.
Jess looked up at her mommy as if to say, "Hey, that was feeling good, why'd
ya stop?"
Melissa pushed down her jeans and pulled them off, now standing next to her
nearly-bottomless daughter in just her white bra and panties. She figured
that Mark would be asleep for quite awhile and so the risk of him waking
up so soon was minimal. She had plenty of time. But time for what? she asked
herself. Time for her to get herself off? Get her daughter off? Could 18-month-old
baby girls climax? Could they come? Melissa sure knew that she herself could
definitely come. She'd have to see about her baby daughter, though. Melissa
was certainly going to find out.
Jess was starting to make fussing noises and Melissa whispered softly,
"Shh! Mommy's gonna take care of you, sweetie. Don't worry. Mommy's gonna
make you feel soooo good, Jess!"
And with that Melissa went back to rubbing Jess' pussy and clit. While she
was masturbating her daughter, Melissa used her other hand to cup and squeeze
one of her breasts. She pulled at the nipple that poked out of the white
bra cup. It felt so damn good! Her breasts weren't very large, but they were
quite sensitive. As she was pulling at her stiff nipple, Melissa got an idea.
An absolutely wicked idea. She moved around the changing table so that she
was positioned at Jess' head. Her left arm was extended out over Jess' chest
and her left hand was busy in between Jess' legs. Melissa's bra was a front-closing
one and now she used her right hand to open the clasp and her bra fell apart,
exposing both of her stiff-nippled breasts.
Melissa had not breast-fed her daughter but she still thought that Jess might
naturally want to suckle at a nipple. And that's just what Melissa needed
right now.
Melissa bent over and positioned her breasts over top of Jess' face. The
white bra cups hung down on either side of her chest and Melissa maneuvered
her right breast close to her daughter's mouth.
"Jess, sweetie, be a good mommy's girl and suck on my tit," Melissa urged
her daughter.
True to nature, Jess opened her mouth and latched onto the protruding nub
that poked out and down from Melissa's hanging tit. Jess closed her lips
over top of the rubbery cap and began sucking at her mommy's teat. Melissa
moaned aloud as her daughter's mouth pulled and sucked on the distended nipple.
"Mmmm, that's so nice, Jess. Oh, sweetie, yeah, suck me. Suck mommy's tit.
Like that. Ooh."
While Jess was sucking away contentedly on Melissa's tit, Melissa continued
masturbating Jess' pussy. She rubbed and petted her baby clitty and then
she got another idea. Another wicked idea.
Melissa's head was hovering almost directly above Jess' crotch as she was
bent over allowing Jess to suck on her tit. Not believing that she was actually
going to do it, Melissa lowered her head in between Jess' legs and planted
a kiss right on her pussy. Melissa stuck out her tongue and swiped it up
and down the length of Jess' baby vagina. She was actually licking her little
girl. On her pussy. And it was wonderful.
Upon feeling her mommy's tongue licking her pussy, Jess increased her sucking
of her mommy's tit. Little did Melissa know that her little Jess was already
accustomed to having her baby pussy licked. But that will come later on in
this story.
Melissa tongued and licked her daughter's pussy while Jess continued sucking
on her tit and nipple. Melissa's pussy was dripping wet and she was sure
that her white panties were soaked. She needed to touch herself but right
now she wanted to make her daughter come!
As Melissa's tongue swirled around and around Jess' baby clitty Melissa noticed
that Jess' hips began thrusting up and down in time with Melissa's licking.
Her daughter was knowingly trying to keep direct contact with Melissa's tongue
on her pussy and clit. She was sure of it.
Melissa could feel Jess' little body begin to tremble and Jess suddenly stopped
sucking on Melissa's tit and as Melissa increased her licking of Jess' clit
her daughter's body went rigid and then suddenly relaxed. Jess had climaxed!
Melissa was sure of it!
Melissa stood up then and looked down at her daughter. She lay there on the
changing table, her legs spread apart, her baby pussy red and wet, and she
was smiling contentedly.
"Jess is such a good girl, yes she is," Melissa said softly, running her
fingers through her daughter's blonde hair.
But Melissa herself was still hurting. She needed a come and she needed one
bad.
"Jess, sweetie, you wanna watch mommy now? You wanna see mommy's pussy? You
wanna see mommy play with her pussy?"
Jess seemed to be watching Melissa as Melissa stood next to Jess's head and
slid down her panties. Melissa's furry patch was revealed and Jess seemed
to be fascinated with it.
"That's mommy's pussy, baby," Melissa said, running her fingers through her
pubic hair.
"One day when you get older you're gonna have hair down there, too, Jess.
Now, sweetie, watch mommy. Watch mommy come!"
Melissa slid her fingers down her pussy and began fingering her clit. Her
bra still hung open and her tits still hung out. One nipple was red and wet
from Jess' sucking. Jess watched in fascination while Melissa played with
her pussy in front of her daughter.
Melissa's fingers began thrusting in and out of her hot, wet pussy hole.
Jess watched every stroke, every thrust, every wet slippery insertion. Melissa
looked at her daughter's mouth and saw that Jess had her tiny pink tongue
hanging out while she watched. Melissa imagined what it would feel like to
have Jess' tongue lick her pussy. To have her 18-month-old daughter use her
tongue on her clit. Oh, it was too much to think about.
"Oh, Oh, Jess, sweetie, mommy's gonna come! Mommy's gonna come, baby! Ahhhh!
Ahhhh! Oh, Jess, baby, my baby girl, oh your tongue, oh god, your tongue,
I can feel your tongue licking me. Ohhhh!" Melissa groaned as she imagined
Jess licking her pussy.
And just then, Melissa's body quivered and her pussy spasmed and she came!
She never came so hard! It was out of this world! Melissa shivered and experienced
orgasm after orgasm shuddering through her body. This was a new height. A
new horizon.
This was incest.
That thought sobered her up. She stood there on trembling legs looking down
at her daughter. She had just masturbated and then performed oral sex on
her daughter. That was incest, wasn't it? Oh god. What if Mark found out?
What would he do? What am I going to do?
Melissa composed herself and pulled up her panties and then re-closed her
bra. She pulled on her jeans and slipped on her sweater. She pulled out a
baby wipe and cleaned off Jess' pussy. Melissa saw that Jess' pussy lips
were the same slightly-red color that they were when Melissa had first removed
Jess' diaper. Briefly Melissa associated the slight-redness with the oral
sex and wondered if that was why Jess' vagina was red before, which would
mean that Jess had experienced some form of sexual contact on her vagina
which would mean that Mark would have had something to do with it which would
further mean that he would have done something with Jess in the time that
he had been alone with her this morning.
Nah, Melissa thought. Not possible. Mark wasn't a pedophile. Well, neither
was she, for that fact. And yet here she had just molested her baby daughter.
Now she wanted to ask Mark about earlier today but she was afraid to because
what if he hadn't done anything to Jess and it came out that she had then
Mark would probably hate her. Oh what was she to do?
Deciding to cross that bridge when she came to it, Melissa closed the fresh
diaper over top of Jess' vagina, safely tucking it away. She pulled her white
cotton tights back up and fit them into place around her belly. She pulled
Jess' pretty little dress back down and picked her up in her arms, kissing
her on the cheek.
"Mommy loves you, Jess," Melissa said, and hugged Jess tightly.
"'ool Mom," Jess said, and Melissa remembered Mark saying something about
Jess calling him "Kool Pop".
She wondered if there was a connection. She was sure going to find out.
End of Part One
To be continued in Part Two
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too big for the body." (Ralph Waldo Emerson)
"He who cannot see the beauty of a child hath no beauty in him." (Anon)
"A thing of beauty is a joy forever." John Keats, "Endymion" 1818
Kids are our future. Kids are our hope. Please respect them. Don't exploit
them.
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