This is a work of fiction! Be warned that it does contain graphic depictions of forced sex and degradationof adults and children. If this is not something you are comfortable reading, please stop now. I in no way advocate rape or any other forced, non-consensual sex act, or the physical abuse of women and children. This was written as a work of fiction and should be read as the fantasy that  it is. NC, INC, PED

OK I’m trying something a little different this time around. I hope everyone who enjoyed my other stories likes this one too. Please let me know what you think and if I should continue...

RIGHT WHERE I WANTED HER  (2)

Little Sammy I’m sure was more than a bit scared. Here was her “mommy” sitting completely naked on the bed, while the “nice” man they lived with stood there with his dick in hand at the side of the bed. Wendy began to remove her daughter’s clothes, pausing only briefly to wipe at her tear-stained cheeks.

“Her panties.” I said.

“W-what?”

“Sammy’s panties. Take them off. Then I want you to sniff them and tell me what it’s like.”

“I-I…{sniffle}…”

“NOW! Don’t make me ask again!”

When I started to raise my voice I could see the tears start to well up in Sammy’s eyes too. I wasn’t looking myself, but I bet they both saw the precum start to drip from my pisshole. Wendy pulled her daughter close and began to reassure her as she pulled the little girl’s underwear down. Slowly she raised them to her nose and inhaled. 

“N-nothing. I don’t s-smell anything.”

“Try again. Breathe deeper.”

She looked at me for a long time, and then as I started to raise my hand, she took another deep breath. I thought for just a second, I saw her tongue flick out at the pink cotton. She closed her eyes, and let out the air, slowly.

“T-tangy, like sweat or p-pee.”

“How did it taste?” She blushed. “Yes, I saw you.” 

I turned my attention to Sammy.

“It’s ok sweetie, we’re all just going to play some games today.” That got her to smile. “Your mommy looks pretty silly with that bottle top between her legs doesn’t she?”

“yes.” She still smiled and I could almost detect a small giggle.

“You know what I think would be more silly? If you sucked on like it was a bottle.” I may have jumped the gun a bit, she began to shy away and pull tighter to her mom. It was actually quite a beautiful picture, her small face and beautifully teary eyes framed by Wendy’s soft full tits.

“Wendy, don’t you think that would be fun?” It was really less a question and more of a hurry up and get your little bitch to cooperate.

“N-n…yes…it’ll be f-fun Sammy.” With that Wendy leaned back. Sammy fell down on her, still clutching her mother’s chest. Wendy saw me ball up a fist as my frustration mounted and gently began to push her daughter down toward her exposed cunt. Sammy shivered a bit, I’d like to think in anticipation but probably out of nervousness or fear. It didn’t matter which really. 

“Go ahead b-baby…just…{sniffle}…just like a bottle.”

“mommy?”

“Please baby, do it for m-mommy.”

Sammy was hesitant. She looked at her mother’s neatly trimmed pussy not fully understanding what was happening. She had to push her head in very close to reach the nipple. Her tiny pink tongue poked out and just touched at the tip. Then slowly, she circled her sweet little mouth around the rubber and began to suck at it. In no time she was working at the nipple like she really expected it to produce milk. I looked up at Wendy’s face. Her eyes were closed and she had an almost peaceful look on her face. Her lips pulled tight and started to twist into the same sly grin I had seen in the tub. One hand began to glide up her tummy and work at her own hard pink nipples. The other, almost unconsciously reached again for Sammy’s panties. She sniffed them again. A long deep breath. I looked down just in time to see Sammy pull away from her mommy’s now sopping wet cunt with a startled look on her face.

“it’s not milk.” She said. “it’s kinda salty.”

“Is it bad?” I asked.

“umm…it’s ok.”

“Should I try it?”

“yeah! you can do silly things too.”

I moved down between Wendy’s thighs and pulled her legs apart wide. She was dripping. I wondered how much was drool from little Sammy and how much was pure hot pussy juice. I licked at her like a thirsty dog. Long tongue strokes putting pressure on her stiff little clit. Wendy was starting to moan, and Sammy began giggling. 

“you’re being silly! that’s not how peoples get a drink. that’s what doggies do.”

“Why don’t you play doggie to Sammy?” I said as I pulled away, taking the nipple with me.

Sammy climbed between her mother’s legs again and began licking, trying to mock what I had done. I took the little girls panties and pushed them toward Wendy’s mouth. Tracing the soft cotton around the lips that were still painted in a smile.

“Taste her. Taste your own little baby’s cunt on her panties. Suck ’em while she plays like a good girl, like a good little bitch licking mommy’s cunt.” I whispered in her ear as I pushed the underwear in her mouth. Wendy began grabbing handfuls of blanket tightly. She was moaning, her hips rocking in a rhythm against her baby’s tongue. Then her hands flew up and pressed Sammy’s face deep into her snatch. She fucked her cunt on her daughter’s face. In a fit of wild perverse passion, Wendy either wasn’t aware or didn’t care that her baby girl couldn’t breathe. All she cared about was that she was about to cum harder than she ever had. Sammy began flailing her arms, slapping her mother’s thighs, leaving tiny red hand prints. Then almost as quickly as it started, Wendy collapsed. Her little girl’s panties still in her mouth. Sammy, gasping for air began to cry. Wendy quickly came around, tears streaming down her own face.

“Oh,God! Oh…no….I didn’t…”

“Did my little ladies have fun?”