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Candy & Lace

Chapter 6

by The Razor’s Edge

Jessica didn’t call. What had we done wrong? Was Jess scared? Too shy? It didn’t seem that way the night she was at our house. We felt like jilted bygone teenagers. “Why doesn’t he call, Mom?” We needed Candy’s help.

“Haven’t seen Jessica for awhile. Has she been in school?” Lace asked our little pre-teen a few days later at dinner.

“Yeah, she’s been there,” Candy replied. “Why?” A little smirk came over her face, knowingly.

“Well, to be honest, we had fun with her the other night and she hasn’t called back.”

Candy giggled. “Mom, you’re bad!”

“I know. I can’t help it,” Lace chuckled. “Jess is a sweetheart.”

“Yeah, I know but I think she’s changed a little, Mom.” Candy continued.

“Oh? How? What do you mean changed?”

“Well, in the past couple of days she’s been wearing sexier clothes and she’s got a little swagger in her walk now. Maybe what you guys did the other night made a difference.”

“I hope so ‘cause it was fun. But she hasn’t called us back,” Lace lamented. “I wonder why. I thought she had a good time.”

Again Candy giggled. “I can find out for you, but it’ll cost,” she teased.

“Yeah? What’ll it cost?”

Candy thought a second. “Well, if you buy me a really sexy outfit and some make-up and teach me to put it on,” she giggled, “then just maybe I’ll get her over here.”

“Yeah? What kinda sexy outfit, kitten?” Lace was up to the challenge. She loved sparing with our little girl.

“I wanna a new spaghetti strap top and a new pair of really tight short-shorts. The kind that you can almost see through,” Candy challenged.

We both laughed. “Now who’s bad?” Lace replied. “You just wanna show everybody your little tits and pussy, don’t you?”

“Oh yeah,” Candy agreed. “I love it when people look at me and wanna play with me. I love driving them crazy.” Again she giggled.

“Well, sometimes you just drive me crazy too,” Lace chuckled. “I think you’d look good in really tight short-shorts; the kind that would form right around your little slit.”

“Mmmm, you like my little slit, don’t you mommy?” Candy cooed, deliberately tantalizing Lace.

“Oh, yeah,” Lace bantered. “It’s sooo fucking sweet, baby. It smells and tastes so erotic. But back to Jess, kitten. I just gotta have her. But you gotta know too that it’s just not me that wants to play with Jess” Lace turned to me. “Your daddy wants her too. He wants her to be his first … his first little girl. He dreams about laying her out and slowly playing with her and then teaching her about the beauty of sex.”

“Why can’t I be his first? I wanna try too. I wanna see what it feels like, Mom. I wanna see what it feels like to have his hard cock inside me. I wanna fuck daddy too,” Candy pouted.

“I know you do, baby, but you know you’re too small yet. Daddy would hurt you if we tried and he for sure doesn’t want to do that. Jess is older. She has longer legs. She’s just developing faster, that’s all. Be patient, baby. Your turn will come to enjoy your daddy.”

The next night at dinner, Candy told us what happened at school that day.

“I was down by the office and ran into Jess. She was sitting on the bench in front of vice principal Dirks’ office. She looked kind of sad so I sat down beside her. I asked her why she was sitting there. Jessica said her mom was in with the vice principal but she didn’t know why. She couldn’t figure it out. She said she was in English Literature class and all of sudden the teacher told her to go to the office. Then her mom was called down to the school.

“I had a pretty good idea why she was sent up to the principal, tho,” Candy continued. “She was wearing a little flared mini-skirt, no longer than a cheerleader’s uniform, and a really tight tee. Those are pretty sexy clothes for Jess. And she hardly ever wears a bra. I could see her nipples pretty clearly through the tee. And her tits are getting so big that they jiggle a bit when she walks.

“I started joking around with her. I told her she was dressed really sexy. She kinda blushed but I know she liked it when I told her. Then I kidded around with her and asked her if she was wearing panties under the skirt. I was only playing around but Jess got bent all out of shape. She told me sure she was wearing panties. She said she would never come to school without panties. I thought it was funny. Jess didn’t think so. I told her that the teacher probably sent her up because her skirt was so short.

“Just then Jess’s mom came out of the vice principal’s office. She really didn’t look angry, just put out. I was gonna take off so Mrs. Malcolm could talk to Jessica alone but she told me not to bother. She told me It was okay if I stayed. Then she told Jessica that she was sent up to the office because her skirt was too short. I knew it! She told Jess that the teacher, Mrs. Peterson, said that every once in a while Jess would reach under her skirt and rub her private parts through her panties. Jess just about cried. She told her mom no way that ever happened. Then her mom told her that she believed her and that it was no big deal. I thought that was cool that her mom believed her. Then her mom said she should just to wear pants when she had Peterson’s classes. Then she kind of looked Jess over and smiled. Just by the way she looked at Jess I thought her mom approved of the way she was dressed. She told Jess to wear a bra to school too. We both looked at Jess’s tits. For some reason her nipples were getting harder, poking right through the tee. Mrs. Malcolm looked directly at Jess’s tits and smiled again. I really thought she was going to reach out and touch one, but she didn’t. Wouldn’t that be cool if she did?

“So then Mrs. Malcolm told us that she had to get back to work and that she had to work late again. I told her Jess could come to our house tonight if she wanted. Mrs. Malcolm simply said thanks and took off.

“After she left I asked Jessica if she really was playing with herself in front of Peterson. She said she really didn’t know. She said sometimes it felt funny between her legs and she liked to rub there. I told her that it happens to me too but that I sure didn’t do it in class, especially sitting in the front row. Then I told her if she wanted to play with her pussy she should do it at home in front of her mirror. She giggled and told me I was bad!

“I … I wanted to reach over and touch her tits too ‘cause by now her nips were really hard. But I had to take off for my next class so I said bye. Neat story, eh? So, anyway, Jess is coming over tonight. You want me to call her just to make sure?”

Lace turned to me. “Whoa, what a story! Do you believe it? Maybe … just maybe Shawna …” her voice trailed off. Then … “what do you wanna do Jim? Maybe I should call Shawna too make sure Jess is coming over but then maybe we should just wait and see if Jess shows up on her own.”

“Nah, let’s just wait,” I told Lace. “We don’t wanna seem to anxious, do we. Let’s play it cool.”

Lace and Candy started washing the dishes. Candy turned to me. She smiled. “Daddy, maybe your dream will come true tonight,” she giggled, teasing me. “Maybe little Jessica will let you fuck her tonight.”

I wasn’t surprised at our little girl now. After the past several days nothing seemed to be sacred in this house. I looked at Lace. She smiled. Everything seemed to be cool. Maybe we should just get this out in the open and be done with it. I looked at Candy. She was so tiny, but yet so cute and soooo sexy. I couldn’t help myself.

“Yeah, maybe. But you know baby, actually it’s you I’d like to fuck,” I admitted to Candy. “The other night when Diane was here was so cool. I just love your little body. Your little flat tits just turn me on so bad. I can’t help it.”

Candy turned around from the sink and beamed at me. “Oh daddy, thanks! But I know you can’t do it to me yet, daddy, ‘cause I’m too small. When I get a little bigger you can. You know I want you to be the first. I love you as a daddy but the other night was way fun too. I had a real good time. I promise. You’ll be the first to … to fuck me, daddy. I can hardly wait. But maybe tonight it’ll be Jess. She’s way bigger than me, daddy. Nice pointy tits. I’ll bet you could do it to her. I’ll bet you’d really like to ... fuck her. After all she’s only 12. Just the kind of little girl you like. Would you like that, daddy? Mom and I could watch. That would be fun. Jess’s first sex; and from my daddy too. That would be way too cool.”

Yeah, I thought, way too cool!

The phone was ringing. I answered.

“Hi, Jim, it’s Shawna Malcolm. How are ya? Whatcha ya doin?”

“Hey, Shawna. Great, thanks. We just finished the dinner dishes and are sitting around doin’ nothing in particular.” Except talking about me fucking your little daughter, I said to myself. “What’s up?”

“Oh, I’m still at work. I ran into Candy today at school today. She said Jess could come over tonight and I just wanted to make sure it was okay.” Oh, yeah, it’s okay, I said to myself. Nothing would make us happier.

“Sure it’s okay. Jess is welcome anytime,” I replied. “Candy told us about the problem at school. Some teachers, eh? Peterson and Dirks sound like real old biddies.”

“Yeah. What a fucking waste of time,” she replied. Man I liked this woman, I thought. Salty language. I was a little taken aback but I liked it. “As if a teacher never saw a girl in a mini-skirt before. The trouble is Jess’s legs are so long. Her skirts look too short. I can’t buy them long enough.” Yeah, I could talk to you about Jess’s little skirts all night, I thought. “But really, I don’t have time to run down to the school every time a teacher looks up Jess’s minis.” This conversation turned too cool! We didn’t know the Malcolms all that well. Shawna was about 35 with an average build. She was about 5’5” and about 37C tits I’d guess. I’d never seen her legs. Her blonde hair was right out of the bottle. It would be interesting to see what her real hair color was. Maybe I’d get the chance sometime, I thought. We had never met Paul, her husband. He seemed to be out of town a lot. I didn’t even know what he did for a living. Okay, I thought, let’s give it a whirl and see what Shawna is really made of.

“Yeah. I know,” I replied. “It’s not as if she wasn’t wearing any fucking panties or anything. I mean those teachers probably get flashed all the time by young girls. And I don’t believe Jess was intentionally playing with herself in front of the teacher either like Peterson said. I think Peterson has an overactive imagination. If you want to know what I think, probably Peterson wanted Jess to play with herself so she just made it up.” I laughed. What did she think of my language? Shocked? Shawna didn’t miss a beat.

“Yeah, you’re probably right, Jim,” she giggled. “She looks like she may be into girls, probably little girls. Maybe I should send Jess to school sometime without any panties and let Jess really give the old bat a fucking show,” she giggled. Oh, I liked this woman now. She was going to be fun. “Anyway, Jim, I gotta go. I think I’d like to pick up Jess at about 7:30 if it’s okay. I’m going to leave early.”

“7:30 is great. Send Jess over right away and we’ll see you later.”

Shawna’s voice dropped. “Thanks, Jim. Nice talking to you, sexy. Say Hi to Lace for me. Bye. I’ll see you guys later.”

Unreal. She called me ‘sexy’. She was the sexy one, I thought. I wondered if this had real possibilities. But, shit. Shawna was going to be earlier than we expected. Not much time to fool around with Jessica. I was really encouraged though. My comments to Shawna about Jessica playing with herself didn’t seem to put her off her at all. This woman was very, very interesting.

Jessica was at our door in about 10 minutes after the call. God she was a beautiful creature. I really loved her legs. So long and well shaped for a 12 year-old. Tonight she had her hair down and she was wearing a tee with straps. It came down just above her navel. No bra either. Her little tits jiggled really nice. If she bent over I’m sure anyone could see them down the front of her top. Her mini-skirt was just long enough to cover her crotch. I was getting an instant hard-on just looking at her. She was sure dressed for the occasion, I thought.

We were all sitting at our kitchen table. “Your mom says she’s going to be early”, Lace told Jessica, disappointed. “She’ll be here about 7:30. What do you guys want to do for an hour?” Lace asked.

Candy turned to Jessica. “I know. Let’s play spin the bottle. Do you want too, Jess? It’ll be fun.” Such little girl enthusiasm. It was infectious.

“Well … okay,” Jessica replied smiling, but not quite sure. “Who’s going to play?”

“All of us! We’ll play until your Mom comes. Okay? I’ll get a bottle.” Candy scampered off.

Jessica was a little concerned. “Mrs. Peters, the only way I know how to play is that you have to kiss the person the bottle lands on. Is that what we’re going to do?”

“I guess so,” Lace replied, not committing. “It’s Candy’s game so we’ll let her make up the rules, okay? See what she comes up with.” We went to the living room. Candy came back with a bottle and a piece of hard plastic so the bottle would spin faster.

“So,” Lace asked Candy, “what are the rules?”

Candy thought a minute. “Okay … what happens is that if the bottle lands on a person then the spinner gets to tell that person to do two things and they have to do both. Then it’s their turn to spin after they do the two things. Okay?” No one seemed to object. We all sat on the floor around the plastic. Jess’s skirt was so short I could almost see her panties. “It’s my game so I get to spin first, okay?” If nothing else, Candy was enthusiastic, that was for sure. Candy spun the bottle. It landed on me. Candy thought a second.

“Mmm, okay daddy, you have to kiss mommy.” She thought again. “And the second thing is that while you’re kissing her you … you have to feel one of her titties,” Candy giggled. I looked at Lace and Jessica and no one said a thing. So I went over to Lace and gave her a French kiss. As I kissed her I began to caress one of her tits through the tee she was wearing. No bra again. After the kiss ended, Lace giggled. I glanced at Jess and Candy. They were both giggling too.

“That was nice,” Lace whispered to me. I’m sure the girls heard her. Now it was my turn to spin. I spun and it landed on Lace.

“Okay, Lace,” I said, “I want you to kiss Jess. Then you have to suck on one of her toes,” I laughed. Jessica and Candy’s eyes rolled. That ‘whatever!’ look. Lace went over to Jessica and gave her a kiss. Jessica closed her eyes. She seemed to enjoy it. Then Lace raised one of Jessica’s legs. Jessica and Candy laughed. Lace looked at Jessica’s big toe, brought it to her mouth and sucked on it. As Jessica’s leg rose the hem of her little mini went further up, over her thighs, completing exposing her little shear panties. I thought I could see her little slit. What a beautiful sight. She didn’t seem to mind at all. Jessica was giggling as Lace sucked on her toe.

“That tickles,” Jessica laughed. Lace dropped her leg. She didn’t adjust her skirt. That’s it baby, I said to myself. Let me keep looking at those nice panties. It was Lace’s turn to spin. She spun the bottle and it landed on me again. I was lucking out.

“Okay, Jim, I want you to kiss Candy. Then … then you have to reach under her skirt and take off her panties,” Lace giggled.

“Mom!” Candy wailed. I chuckled and glanced at Jess to get her reaction. She didn’t seem shocked. She just smiled.

I laughed. “Really! Is … is that okay, Candy?” I asked, in feigned concern.

“Well … I guess so, daddy.” The back of her hand went to her forehead. “But whatever am I going to do without panties?” she pantomimed, full of the little actress. We all laughed. But I really wondered what Jessica was thinking. I looked at her again. She continued to smile. No reaction of any kind. I went over to Candy and kissed her on the lips. As we were kissing our tongues met in a French kiss. It was like the other night when Diane was here. I didn’t want to stop but I did.

After the kiss, Candy stood up. “Okay, daddy, take them off, but don’t show anybody anything else! I reached under her skirt, inched my fingers under the elastic of her little panties and brought them down to her ankles. She stepped out of them.

“Nice kiss, daddy,” Candy said, cooing.

I again glanced at Jessica. She was still smiling. She didn’t seem to mind at all that I just French kissed my 11 year old daughter. Candy sat down again. Now I could clearly see her little slit. So could everyone else. I was getting hard, big time. My turn again. I spun. This time it landed on Jessica. I thought a minute. I wanted this to be good.

“Okay, Jess,” I said. “I want you to kiss Mrs. Peters and then …” I had to think quick. What did I really want this little Lolita to do? “I … I want you to take off her pants.” I didn’t laugh this time. Would Jessica do it, I wondered? Jessica looked at Lace apprehensively. Lace just smiled, probably wondering the same thing, and shrugged her shoulders. Jessica walked over to Lace. Lace got up and took the little girl into her arms. They kissed. Lace began to French kiss her. Candy and I could see their tongues intertwined. Lace began to lick Jessica’s lips. Their kiss then continued. After, Lace just stood there. Jessica’s eyes were a little dreamy but she smiled at Lace anyway.

“Go ahead, baby,” Lace whispered to little Jess. “It’ll be okay.”

Jessica undid the button on Lace’s pants and gradually pulled the zipper down. We could now see Lace’s silky pink panties. Jessica reached up and pulled Lace’s pants down. The expression on her face was fantastic. It was a look of anticipation. Finally Lace’s pants were at her ankles. Jess was looking directly at Lace’s panty encased pussy. Lace stepped out of her pants and stood in just her panties and tee. Jessica stood up and Lace kissed her again. As they kissed Lace took Jessica’s hand brought it to one of her tits. Jessica squeezed gently. Like the other night, Lace’s hands went under Jessica’s skirt. She cupped the little girl’s ass. Again her hands went up and snaked under the elastic. Now she was caressing Jessica’s little bare ass. Gradually her hands went down and the panties came down with them. Lace bent down and removed them completely. She again straightened up. She kissed Jessica for a third time. Lace’s hand moved to Jessica’s front. She reached under the skirt. I knew she was playing with the little girl’s pussy. I was as hard as a rock.

Candy walked around behind her mom and ran her hands up her mother’s tee, gently massaging her tits.

“Doesn’t it feet good mommy, feeling Jess’s pussy while I play with your tits?” Candy whispered in her mom’s ear. “Is Jess making you nice and wet, mommy? This is probably Jess’s first time being played with by a woman. It looks like she’s really enjoying it.” Lace broke the kiss.

“Candy, let’s take her over to the sofa,” Lace whispered seductively. Lace and Candy led Jessica over to the sofa and laid her down. Jessica looked dreamy, not protesting at all. Lace took one of the little girl’s legs and draped it over the side. Lace raised the little girl’s skirt. Her little slit was now completely exposed. It was pink from Lace’s probing. It was beautiful. She had very sparse fine downy pubic hair.

Candy looked at her mother. “Oh, mommy, isn’t it pretty? Kiss her pussy mommy. Lick her and put your tongue inside. Run your tongue over her asshole. Taste her, mommy.” Her voice was husky; sexy; erotic.

Lace bent down and looked at the little slit. “So beautiful,” she murmured. “What a pretty little pussy.” Her head went down and she gently kissed the little pink lips. Her hand went up and she spread the little slit wide. Again her head went down. She ran her tongue over the expanded pussy lips. “You taste wonderful, Jess,” Lace moaned.

Candy came over to where I was sitting. She sat on my lap, entranced by activity on the sofa. Her eyes were as big saucers as she watched her mother’s tongue ravage our little 12 year neighbor. I reached down to the hem of Candy’s skirt and pulled it up slowly. She turned to me and smiled. Now Candy’s little slit was fully exposed too. She spread her legs. My fingers found her little entrance and I began probing. Her head went back against my shoulder, still watching her mother and Jessica.

Candy whispered in my ear. “I’ll bet if you went over there now, daddy, Jess would let you fuck her. Look how wet mommy is making her.”

“Not right now, baby. Let your mom have her fun first.” Lace had one hand under Jess’s ass, raising her hips up for better access. Her tongue was tracing all over the little girl, from her little rosy asshole right to where her little clit was. She was sucking and licking wildly. We could hear the slurps. Her other hand was under Jess’s tee, playing with the little girl’s ripe, pear-shaped tits. Lace’s ass was in the air. Both Candy and I could see all of her sexual charms. Then Lace removed her hand from Jessica’s tit. It crept back, under her own leg. She started fingering her beautiful pussy through her panties. A finger went inside, then two. She was masturbating as she ate the little girl.

The doorbell! Shit, Shawna is here already! Fuck! Candy’s shot off my lap. Her skirt fell over her little slit. Lace quickly got up. She was still in her panties and tee. Jessica lay on the sofa for a second, still in dreamland. I was as hard as a rock. I headed for the kitchen quickly. How the fuck was I going to get rid of this raging hard on? The doorbell rang again. Lace ran into the kitchen with me. She smiled. We looked around the corner. Jessica finally got up from the sofa. Her skirt immediately fell over her pussy. She sat in the chair that Candy and I vacated. She pulled her legs under her.

I looked at Lace. She was disheveled. Her hair was messy. Her lips were moist with Jessica’s juices.

“Candy,” I yelled, “get the door. We’ll be right out.” I just couldn’t resist. I kissed Lace to get the full flavor of Jessica’s little cunt. “Fuck, that tastes good,” I said.

Lace seemed to be in a daze. She was breathless. “Jim, I gotta go upstairs and freshen up. I’ll be right back. Entertain Shawna for a few minutes, okay?” How the hell was I going to do that with this raging hard-on, I thought? I ran around and quickly picked up the discarded panties on the floor. Geeze, almost busted!

“Hi, Mrs. Malcolm,” Candy greeted Shawna at the door. “Sorry we didn’t get the door quicker. We were playing a game.” Shawna could easily see the plastic and the bottle on the living room floor.

“I see that.” She had a little smirk on her face. She looked at her daughter. It looked as though Jessica was still in a trance. Shawna smiled at her. “You ready to go Jess?” Jessica didn’t say anything. I came around the corner from the kitchen.

“Hey, Shawna, how ya doin’?” I asked, in my best recovery voice. I was still breathing hard from what was going on just seconds earlier. I still had a bulge in my pants that I desperately needed to get rid of and I hoped Shawna didn’t see it. Or maybe I secretly hoped she did see it.

“Hi, Jim.” Shawna glanced at Jessica again. Jessica’s elbow was on the arm of the chair, her fist on her cheek. Her gorgeous legs were still drawn under. Her skirt rode high. “Hello! Mom to Jess. Anyone there?” Shawna quipped. Jessica just smiled at her, still dreamy. Shawna turned to me. “Looks like Jess just got up from a nap,” she remarked. She glanced at my crotch. I still had the hard on, but it was subsiding. Did she see anything? I hoped so! I didn’t know if the living room smelled of sex or not but in my state I couldn’t have cared less. “I guess I’ll just gather up Jess and head home. It’s been a tough day.”

“The girls were just playing,” I said. “Why don’t you stay a few minutes, Shawna, have a drink and relax a bit? Throw off your shoes and let loose.”

Shawna beamed. “Now that’s the best offer I’ve had today! There is no one home anyway and if you’re willing to make me a drink then I won’t have to make one myself.” Shawna looked less tense already. “Can I have a martini?”

“Sure you can,” I smiled. Just then Lace walked down the stairs. Her hair was now combed. She was wearing a flared skirt and a tee top. Her legs were bare and I could tell right away she wasn’t wearing a bra. She looked as sexy as hell. I glanced at Shawna. She was also admiring Lace, smiling.

“Hi, Shawna,” Lace said. I don’t think Lace had completely recovered from eating out Jessica. Her voice seemed seductive … lower than usual.

“Shawna needs a martini,” I told Lace. “She’s had a hard day. Want one too?”

“Sure. Thanks, baby,” Lace replied. She walked over and gave Shawna a little hug. “Nice seeing you again, Shawna.” The hug was just a little longer than usual when two girls meet.

“Hi, Lace,” Shawna replied. She stepped back and looked at Lace, glancing over her entire body. “You look gorgeous, as usual. I really like that outfit. It’s … it’s sexy!”

“Thanks.” Lace twirled a bit. “Sometimes I love dressing like a little girl,” Lace admitted. “Why should they have all the fun all the time?”

Shawna just giggled. “Well, you certainly have the body for it anyway,” she commented. I could tell Lace was still heady from just a few minutes ago.

Lace invited Shawna to sit down. “Take a load off. Throw off your shoes and anything else you want,” Lace giggled. “Relax.” Shawna was wearing a maroon skirted business suit with a frilly blouse. The skirt was knee length. She was wearing panty-hose. This was the first time I’d seen her legs. It would be nice to see more of them I thought.

“Thanks, Lace, I think I will,” Shawna chirped. She removed her shoes and jacket and sat down on the sofa, in the exact same spot that Lace was tasting her little daughter just moments earlier. Right away she pulled one leg under her to get more comfortable. She was wearing a camisole under the see-through blouse and her tits looked fantastic. Lace sat at the opposite end of the sofa. She also pulled her legs under her. Lace’s skirt was much shorter than Shawna’s. Shawna could see lots of Lace’s legs. She could also see Lace’s perky tits under the tee. Lace’s nipples were still hard, poking through the flimsy material of her tee.

“Mom, Jess and I are going into the den to watch TV, okay?” Candy asked.

“Sure, baby,” Lace replied. “We’ll just be in here talking.” Jessica got up from the chair. Her skirt rode up just slightly. Her mother glanced at her. Could she see that Jessica wasn’t wearing panties anymore? She smiled again at her daughter.

I arrived with the drinks. Shawna took her martini as did Lace. I sat in the sofa chair.

“God, thanks Jim, I needed this,” Shawna quipped.

“I’m glad our girls are becoming friends,” Lace told Shawna. “It looks like they’re getting along really well. I like Jess. She’ll be a good influence on Candy.” Yeah, I thought, Lace really likes Jess. She proved that just a few minutes ago.

“Yeah, I’m glad the girls are friends, too,” Shawna said. “Ever since Jess has become friends with Candy she seems to have lost a bit of her shyness. We were worried about her being so shy but now she is more talkative. She also wants to wear different clothes too. Maybe it’s just turning 12 tho’. When we go shopping all she wants to buy is ...ah ... sexy tops and skirts. That skirt she was wearing yesterday was new, so is the one she has on tonight. The top is new too.”

“Oh, they look great on her,” Lace commented. “She has such beautiful long legs.” Lace was fidgeting with the hem of her skirt a little. I’m sure she raised it a little as she spoke. She was also twirling her hair, flirting unabashedly with Shawna. “That skirt she’s wearing tonight is so short and sexy. She looks really good in it.” I could tell she still hadn’t come down yet from her fuck fest with Jessica. Her legs kept moving a little and she kept playing with her skirt. Shawna glanced at Lace’s skirt again, watching her fingers play with the hem.

“Yeah, I know,” Shawna replied. “I gotta admit I kinda like it when she dresses like that too.” Yeah, you and me both, baby, I thought. “But if these skirts are going to get me down to the school all the time we’ll have to come up with another plan.” Shawna’s drink was empty. She sure polished that off quick, I thought. I got up and refilled it.

I could tell Lace like this conversation. “Yeah, I know. Don’t they realize it’s the style these days. Kids are going to buy what they want. The teachers will just have to put up with it. I guess showing panties is no big deal these days for young girls.”

Shawna was quiet, still glancing at Lace’s finger movements at the hem of her skirt. She giggled a little. “I guess not,” Shawna replied. “It really doesn’t matter anyway. Girls these days are different from when we grew up, eh, Lace? You see all this fucking shit on the internet now so it’s just bound to roll over into real life. There’s no stopping it, I guess.”

“Yeah, I guess you’re right,” Lace replied. “All the porn and stuff.” Did Shawna watch porn, I asked myself. “But the world is changing. Girls know way more than we did. I guess it’s just something we have to accept.”

“Yeah,” Shawna giggled. “I guess so. Some … some of it is kinda interesting, though.” Her voice had become low, almost a whisper. Was it the liquor talking? No matter, I liked it.

Lace wanted to give her encouragement. “Yeah, it is,” she quipped. “I … I kinda like the girl on girl sites. Especially when a woman our age seduces a young girl. That’s way cool.”

Shawna was up for almost anything I could tell. “Yeah. Me too,” she admitted, not ashamed. “Those sites get me hot,” she giggled.

I could tell right away that Lace needed to get off this subject or she’d reveal to this almost stranger her deepest darkest secrets. “So, how’s work going?” Lace asked, changing the subject. “You sure seem to work a lot of hours. It must be tough with a 12 year old. You look a little tense. How do you wind down after such a hard day?”

“Yeah, it’s tough sometimes,” Shawna said. She was still glancing down at Lace’s legs, longer glances now. Lace was now raising the hem of her skirt ever so briefly, revealing more thigh. I was getting turned on again watching her. She was flirting with Shawna, big time. Got for it, I thought.

“Oh, I go home have a drink and a hot shower and that seems to relieve some of the tension. I’m starting to feel better now,” she giggled. “Jim makes a great martini!” She drained her second drink. Christ, she’d be blasted in 15 minutes I thought. Good!

“Want another,” I asked her. I didn’t want to get her drunk but I did want her to feel good.

“Okay, just one more. I don’t want to get drunk!” she giggled.

“I’ll have another, too,” Lace said. “You know sometimes when Jim or I get tense we give each other massages.” I knew Lace was lying, but that was okay. I needed to know where she was going. “It works really good to relieve tension. Actually I think we’ve gotten kinda good at it. Nothing like the professionals but for it works for us.”

Shawna giggled. “Yeah, I know. Massages really work good. I have a little massager too! Massages are nice. Soooo relaxing.”

Lace took the plunge. She laughed. “Oh, I know what kind of massager you’re talking about. You’re way too naughty Shawna!” She thought a minute. “I’ll bet it really comes in handy … in front of the computer.”

“You are bad, Lace,” Shawna blurted out. “Now exactly what kind of a massager do you think it is?”

“Oh, you know!” Lace giggled. “One that relieves tension! I’ve never tried one. Do they do a good job?” This was interesting. Shawna was really easing up after the two martinis.

“Oh, yeah,” Shawna said with a giggle. “They do the job all right! It looks after me in … in all the right places.”

“You are sooooo bad, Shawna,” Lace giggled again. “And what spots would that be?” Both women were feeling the affects of the drinks. This was cool. Now they were laughing hysterically.

“Oh, I don’t know,” Shawna quipped between laughs. “Maybe, behind my neck. Or maybe I run it along my legs.” She stuck out her leg, running her hand over the panty-hose. “Or maybe even … between them!” What a revelation!

Lace and Shawna were almost crying they were laughing so hard. Lace could hardly talk. “You are sooooo fucking bad, Shawna. Telling us your secrets like that. And what fucking neat secrets they are too.” she cried. “And do you have a name for this lucky little fellow?” Oh he was lucky I thought. I could picture Shawna lying on her bed fucking herself with this little machine, watching girl on girl porn. Now I was rock hard again.

Shawna could hardly get it out. “Yeah. His name is Mr. Johnnycock.” That absolutely cracked up Lace. She had to catch her breath. After a minute she was ready.

“Oh, wow. Mr. Jonnycock and Ms. Shawnapuss. What a pair! They fuck like rabbits!”

“Both you guys are bad,” I laughed. “Really tho’ I wonder if Lace and I are any good giving massages.” I thought a second. “So, Shawna, what would you say to a massage right now? It just maybe would ease your tension a little and then you could tell us if we were any good.” I was half joking but what the hell. She may take us up on it.

“Here, now?” Shawna asked, coming down from her hysterics. Then I could see the liquor taking over. “Well … it sounds like okay, I guess. What do I have to do?”

Lace was really encouraged. “You don’t have to do anything. Just lie on our bed. We’ll do the rest, okay? We’ll do it upstairs so we don’t disturb the girls, okay?”

“Well, I’ve got nothing to loose,” Shawna replied. She was still giggling. “Let’s go.” Of course, Lace and I had never given each other a massage. But this might be fun. Besides, Shawna was a little tipsy. We went upstairs and entered our bedroom.

Shawna looked around. “Nice playroom,” she giggled. Without us even asking she started unbuttoning her blouse.

“There’s a robe in the bathroom if you want Shawna,” Lace said, seductively. “That is, if your modest.” Shawna turned to Lace and smiled. All of the buttons were undone.

“Me? Modest? I don’t fucking think so?” Lace looked at her and smiled back. Shawna spotted our 24” computer monitor. “Is this where you guys watch porn while you’re playing?” she twittered. “I need one this big too. This monitor is great. I’ll bet it’s real life like.” She had unbuttoned all the buttons on her blouse as she spoke.

All bets were off now. We definitely were going to have fun with this lady. I just knew it.

“That is sure a pretty camisole, baby,” Lace whispered seductively. Shawna shrugged her shoulders.

“Yeah, I like it. It’s one of my favorites. You want to see it all of it?” Lace was looking right at Shawna’s tits.

“That’d be nice,” Lace replied, quietly. Shawna took off her blouse. Lace walked up to her and without asking began to run the lacy material of the lingerie through her fingers. After three martini’s Shawna was feeling no pain. She looked right into Lace’s eyes. I was getting hard again. Shawna was not shy that’s for sure.

“Man, it is pretty,” Lace remarked, staring directly at Shawna’s beautiful tits. “It’s very sexy Shawna.”

“Thanks. I love sexy lingerie. It makes me feel like a woman. Sometimes, a sexy woman.”

“I guess we better remove it,” Lace whispered seductively. “For the massage. As a matter of fact we need all of your clothes off except for your bra and panties, babe. We can’t give a good massage unless it’s skin against skin.”

“I guess that’d be okay,” Shawna answered. “We’re all adults.” She removed all of her clothes and laid them carefully on a chair. She just stood there in her pale green matching bra and panty set. Both were low cut and sexy. Her tits would sag really nice if they were let loose, I thought. I was rock hard now. I wanted to see her tits and nipples. She had just the start of nice love-handles above the low rising panty waist. I immediately wanted to run my hands over them. Her legs were a little muscular, her thighs just a little fatty.

Lace was staring right at her tits. “I love the color. It’s fantastic.”

Shawna smiled. She walked right up to Lace. “You’re not wearing a bra, are you Lace?” Shawna asked seductively. “If you’re going to give me a massage I’d like it topless. Both you and me.” She felt for the hem of Lace’s tee. Her hands crept up to Lace’s little tits. “Feels nice when I play with your fucking little titties, doesn’t it Lace? I like playing with little tits.”

Lace stood and watched Shawna caress her. Then she came closer. She gave Shawna a kiss. She ran her hands up and down Shawna’s waist. “You like playing with them, eh, baby? And yeah, it feels really good. But I want to watch you do it.” Lace reached for the hem of her tee and pulled it off.

Shawna looked down. “Fucking perfect,” she purred. “Turn around Lace. Face Jim. I want him to watch, baby.” Lace turned and leaned back into Shawna. She was a little taller than Shawna. Shawna put her arms under Lace’s and again began to caress her tits.

Shawna was looking directly at me. “You like it when I play with your wife, don’t you Jim? It fucking makes you hot. You want me to play with her cunt, don’t you? You want me to finger-fuck her. I’ll bet she has a pretty little cunt. Just like these pretty little fucking tits. You know what, Jim. I really love eating pussy. Ummm, it taste’s so nice.” Shawna’s hands went to the back of Lace’s skirt. She unfastened the button and pulled down the zipper. Lace’s skirt dropped to the floor. She was completely naked. One of Shawna’s hands went back to Lace’s tit. The other one found Lace’s cunt. Her fingers traced through the folds.

Lace looked back at her. “You’re a fucking horny bitch, Shawna. You’ve been trying to look up my skirt ever since you got here. Fuck. Put a finger inside, baby. Ummm, this feels good. I’ll bet you’ve want to taste my pussy all night too. And I’ll bet you clean the vibrator with your mouth, too! Ah fuck, that’s it, baby. Finger my cunt. Ummmm.” Lace turned around.

“Now it’s your turn, baby. Drop your fucking bra and panties and give them to me,” Lace commanded.

Shawna unclasped the front of her bra and dropped it. Then she stepped out of her panties and gave them to Lace. “Here they are, baby. I’ve worn them all day. Smell them you horny fucker. I want you to taste them.” As she was talking Shawna was fingering the folds of her own cunt. Shawna was not bald but her cunt hair was beautifully trimmed. Sometimes I love a little hair on a cunt.

“Oooooh, there’s a little piss and shit on them,” Lace said as she began to lick both sides of the panties. “Fuck they’re nice. I want the real thing tho’.” She gave Shawna a little push and Shawna fell back on the bed. “Bring those fucking knees up and spread real wide, baby,” Lace ordered. “Fuck that cunt with your fingers, baby. Put them right inside that hairy pussy and fuck yourself. Oooooh, what a nice pussy, eh, Jim? I love the trim job. Did you trim it yourself, baby, or did some nice little girl do it for you, Shawna?”

It was a shot in the dark. Did Jessica do it? Fuck, I hope so! No answer ---- damn! Lace removed Shawna’s fingers from her pussy and simply dove in licking and sucking on Shawna’s cunt. She came up for air.

“Jim, get out of those pants,” Lace ordered. I took off my clothes and stood there with a rock hard prick. “Get up here and fuck her face.”

“No,” Shawna moaned. “I’ll suck his cock but I want him to ass fuck me when you’re finished. I want him to shoot his fucking cum up my ass. I love it in my ass. I love it when a finger goes up my shit hole before a prick.”

“Turn over then,” Lace ordered “and put that fucking beautiful ass in the air.” Now Shawna’s ass was raised. I began playing with her tits. Lace was playing with Shawna’s shit hole. Then she licked it. “Ah, tastes good. You’re right. You haven’t showered recently. I love the taste. Is this where you want Jim’s fucking cock, baby? Right here. Right in your shit hole, baby?” She was giving Shawna a real good rim job. Her tongue was probing and probing Shawna’s dark rose. Then she began sucking on the hole.

“Oooooh, fuck that feels good,” Shawna moaned. “Finger. Put your finger in. I need it. Oh fuck, put your finger in my asshole, Lace. Fuck me with your finger. Oh fuck.” Lace began running her finger in and out of Shawna’s dark hole.

“Feels good, eh? You horny bitch. You’ve done this before haven’t you Shawna?” Shawna was fingering her clit as Shawna finger-fucked her asshole. Shawna moaned again.

“Mmmmm, feels sooo fucking good,” to no one in particular. Shawna was moving her ass in rhythm with Lace’s finger. “Jim, fuck my ass now. I want to cum so bad. Put that fucking cock up my shit hole. Cum up my fucking shitter.” I came to the edge of the bed.

“Get me wet first,” I said. “Suck my cock. Put it in your mouth and lick and suck. Then I’ll cum up your fucking asshole. You’ll feel my hot cum shoot up your shitter, baby.”

I stuck my cock right in Shawna’s face and she took it greedily. She began to lick and suck with passion. “Oh, Shawna, that feels good. You like sucking cock don’t you, you fucking slut? Are you sure you want me to cum up your ass? Maybe you’d like me to cum all over your face.”

Shawna stopped sucking. “In my asshole you fucking stud. Shoot it up and watch it dribble out. Play with it when the cream comes out and run the cum around my shit hole with your finger.” I went to her ass and started to insert my cock slowly. She was very wet. I could tell she had done this before. Gradually, gradually my cock went in.

Lace went to Shawna’s face. “Like it, don’t you, you fucking cocksucker. Jim’s cock feels real good up your shit hole, eh, Shawna? And you know what, he likes fucking girls in the ass. He fucked my asshole just the other day. Outside on the lawn in our backyard. We were both naked. Anyone could see if they looked through the fence. I had my ass spread and way up in the air and he just pumped and pumped.”

“Oh, god, I’m cumming,” Shawna moaned. Her ass was bucking like crazy against my hard prick. “Oooooh, fuck Jim, shoot it up. Do it baby. Up my ass. Shoot. Ooooooh fuck, I’m almost there.”

It was too much for me. I could feel my cum rising. “Here it comes you horny bitch. Here it comes. My fucking cum is going right up your shit hole.” My orgasm erupted into her asshole. As soon as I started cumming Shawna tensed up and I could feel her sphincter grab my cock. What a feeling. Her asshole was actually pumping cum from my cock. She was in spasms. Her head was thrown back.

“Oh god, oh god, it feels soooo good. Oh fuck I need this. I love it in the ass. I fucking love it.”

It was over. I withdrew my cock ever so gently. I could see cum start to dribble out of her. Gently I ran my finger over the opening, took some on my finger and went up to her face. “Lick, you horny bitch. Lick my cum off my finger. It’s been up your asshole so it should taste real fucking good.”

Shawna took my finger and sucked. “Oh, your cum tastes real fine, Jim. Let me suck your cock, baby, so I get the full taste. I wanna clean it, baby.” I brought my cock to her lips, my cock that had just been in her dirty shit hole. She grabbed it in her hand and shoved it in her mouth. “Mmmmm,” she moaned. “Mmmmm.” She finished. “Tastes fucking sweet.” She licked her lips, still moaning. Finally she lowered her ass. She lay on her stomach recovering, totally naked.

Lace lay down beside her and started massaging her back. “I really like to lay with you totally naked,” Lace said. “You have the most amazing ass and tits.” Lace then ran her finger through Shawna’s ass crack. “Mmmmm, such a nice ass. I can feel Jim’s cum. And I can feel your pussy too. I love your sweet cunt, Shawna. It has real nice folds. I love running my finger through the fucking folds of your cunt, baby.” Shawna turned over.

“Do it for me, Lace. Run your finger through the folds of my cunt. Slowly. Just play with me, baby, okay? It’s been a long time since anyone gently played with my pussy.” Lace smiled and gently ran her finger through the folds of Shawna’s pussy, just caressing gently. Every once in a while she would insert her finger just a little. She would move up and gently stroke Shawna’s clit. They French kissed as Lace stroked her. I needed to get a picture of this. I was still naked so I quickly pulled on a pair of shorts and headed downstairs to get the camera. As I passed the den I saw Candy and Jessica watching something on television but I couldn’t see what. What I could see was that they were sitting close together on the den sofa, gently French kissing each other. Candy had her hand up Jessica’s tee and was gently caressing her little tit. Jessica was moaning. I wanted to stay and watch but I needed to be upstairs. I grabbed the camera and ran to the bedroom. I don’t even know if the girls knew I was there. When I got back Lace and Shawna were still lying on the bed. Lace was kissing Shawna and still gently stroking her pussy. It was amazing. Just an hour ago I had never seen Shawna’s legs and now she was naked and wide open lying on our bed with my wife. Life is great. I took a few pictures of them. Shawna didn’t object at all.

“You really like it in the ass, Shawna. Is that what you do at home for fun?” Lace asked.

“No, Paul really isn’t into kinky sex. Actually we hardly ever have sex anymore since he’s away so much. He’s so pedestrian. Roll ‘em over, fuck ‘em and go to sleep. This is much, much better.”

“Come on, Shawna,” Lace coaxed. “You’ve done this before. Who’s the lucky guy that shoves his cock up your ass, babe?” Shawna was cautions.

“Don’t tell anyone. Please. It’s a guy at work. His name is Rod. It’s not making love, or an affair or anything like that. He just likes getting his jollies off up someone’s ass and I really like it too so when we’re in the mood we just do it. We’ve done it in the supply room, sometimes in the men’s washroom, sometimes in the ladies. Various places. I like the danger. Once we did it right in my office after everyone had left one night. I was leaning right against the window and he was fucking my ass like crazy. His cock is long and thin, not like Jim’s. Fuck, Jim has a nice thick prick. This was the best ass fuck I’ve ever had.”

“I’m glad you liked it, babe. He’ll fuck you in the ass anytime you want, baby. But come on, let’s go downstairs and see what the girls are doing,” Lace said. “I’ve got a long shirt you can put on. Just wear the shirt. I want to see what the girl’s reaction is to your tits bobbing under it.”

We were chatting as we walked downstairs so the girls knew we were coming. Both Lace and Shawna were wearing long shirts. When we got to the den they were still sitting together holding hands just watching TV.

“Man, that was the best massage, I ever had,” Shawna said. “I’m so relaxed now it’s unbelievable.” Jessica looked at her mom in just the tee. Shawna’s tits were free and Jessica could tell.

“Mom, you look really sexy in that shirt,” Jessica offered, quietly. “Did … did you have to take off your clothes for the massage?”

“Yeah, baby,” Shawna answered. “I … I was completely naked. It was fun. So you think I’m just sexy, eh? Not really hot?” Then she struck a real sexy pose. Lace came up behind Shawna.

“Oh, yeah, you look real hot, Shawna,” Lace whispered. She reached around and started massaging Shawna’s midriff. She kissed her neck. “Ummmm, you smell nice,” she whispered. Her hand gradually rose. She started caressing one of Shawna’s tits through the tee. Shawna’s eyes closed. Her head went back. The girls and I watched. Jessica’s eyes widened.

Lace whispered to Shawna. “Your fucking tits sag real nice Shawna. I just love lifting them. Beautiful jugs. Just beautiful. They’re so fucking firm. Your nipples are soooo big and round, baby. And your rubbery knobs stick out perfectly. Ummmm.” Lace glanced at Jessica. “Jess is watching me play with your tit, baby. How does that make you feel, baby? Does it make you hot knowing your little girl is watching me play with your tit? Tell me, baby.”

“Ummm, yeah it does,” Shawna cooed. “I love it when she dresses sexy, Lace. I ... I love taking her to the mall in short skirts and a tee, with no bra. I love watching all the perverts ogle her.”

One of Shawna hands made it up just under Lace’s caressing hand. She was caressing her own midriff in a slight circular motion. The hem of her tee rose slightly with each movement. “It makes me so fucking hot knowing some guy wants to play with her and eventually fuck her.” Shawna’s hand gradually moved down over her stomach. She started playing with her pussy through the tee.

Now Lace’s other hand came up and she was caressing both of Shawna’s tits, cupping them, lifting them, and tweaking her nipples through the flimsy tee shirt. Shawna’s nipples were rock hard, sticking at least a half-inch through the fabric. Shawna looked at her daughter and smiled just a little.

“Fuck this feels good Lace. Nobody’s played with my tits for a long time. I love it when your fingers run over my nipples. It makes me hot again.” She looked at Jessica again. The little girl had raised her bare foot to the sofa. Her little skirt rode up on one thigh. Her legs were together so Shawna couldn’t see if she was wearing panties or not. She looked real sexy sitting there. Lace looked at Jessica too.

“Fuck, isn’t she adorable sitting there like that, Shawna? She’s so pretty with those long fucking legs, eh?” Jessica’s knee began to rock a little back and forth. She was enraptured with Lace’s caresses of her mother’s tits. Little by little Shawna and Lace could see in between Jessica’s slightly moving thighs. Jessica had a finger between her lips, staring at her mother, her leg still rocking. Jessica watched openly as her mother fingered her pussy, masturbating slowly through the long tee shirt.

Candy and I were watching the show, completely enraptured. Candy had a little smile on her face. I was rock hard even though I had just a few minutes ago unloaded into Shawna’s ass. I looked at Jessica. I wanted to fuck her so bad. She was so ripe. The movement of the rocking leg had me way out of control. I walked over to the sofa and sat down beside her. She looked up at me and smiled. I simply smiled back. My head lowered to her. I kissed her gently. The kiss broke. She smiled at me again. I kissed her again, longer this time. Our tongues met. She was a willing partner in this French kiss. My hand found the back of her thigh, the one that was raised on the sofa. Her leg opened. I ran my finger over her little slit, probing her little folds gently. I broke the kiss. Our eyes locked.

“I want to fuck you, Jess,” I said quietly. “You’re so beautiful, baby.”

“I want you to. I’ve never had sex before. I want you to be the first.” Her voice was quiet, sexy, sultry. “I want my mom to watch too. And I want to be on top, just like in those porn clips on the internet.” She reached for my cock, rock hard, encased in my shorts. I was wearing boxers only. Her hand crept in the opening and encircled my manhood. She squeezed. I moaned. She smiled.

“Did you fuck my mom upstairs?” she asked, quietly.

“Yeah.” I was breathless.

“And you’re still so hard.” Her hand traced up and down my shaft. She seemed very experienced for a little 12 year old that had never had sex before. She knew exactly how to handle my shaft. She didn’t need any instruction.

“Ah,” I moaned. “You do it just right. Have you been watching porn, baby? Is that how you know how to handle a cock? Do you watch a lot of porn, Jess?” I was whispering in her ear.

“Yeah, I do. I like it. I’ve always wanted to feel a real hard cock,” she admitted. “And yours is nice. I love the feel. She removed my cock from inside my shorts and looked down, mesmerized. “Just like the internet,” she said, more to herself than anybody.

Lace whispered again to Shawna. “He’s going to fuck her babe while you watch. Is that okay, baby? Can Jim fuck your little girl, Shawna?” Shawna’s hand was moving faster and faster over her pussy. Her head was back against Lace. She was breathless.

“Yeah, yeah. I want him to. I want him to run his cock in and out of her little pussy. I need this. Oh fuck. I want to watch so bad. God I’m so fucking horny!”

I stood up and took Jessica’s hand. She stood with me. I leaned down. I kissed her again. I removed my shorts. My cock was sticking straight up. I took her hand to it again. I lay down on the floor. Jessica followed me.

“Kiss it first, Jess. Get it nice and wet, baby.” Again she didn’t need any further instruction. She kissed the purple head. She looked at me and smiled, her hair framing her little face perfectly. Then she licked it, all around the head. Finally she took it in her mouth and started sucking.

Candy got off the sofa and joined us on the floor, watching intently. “That’s it Jess. Give him a nice blow job. My daddy really likes it when you suck his cock.” Candy reached over and removed Jessica’s tee. Her beautiful little pear-shaped tits came into view. They were perfect. She again lowered herself to my shaft with her mouth. Again she started sucking. I could feel her tongue run over it as she moved her head up and down. Candy started playing with her little tits. I glanced over at Lace and Shawna. They were now sitting in the sofa chair. Shawna was on Lace’s lap. Shawna had raised her shirt over her cunt. She was masturbating watching the two little girls and me. Lace was whispering in her ear. I couldn’t hear what she was saying. Little 12 year old Jessica was giving me one of the best blow jobs ever. Her young face was moving up and down my shaft. It was like she was experienced. She had watched a lot of porn. I had staying power since I had just fucked her mother. I was enjoying watching this little blond suck me. Fuck she was fantastic. She left my cock and straightened up. She straddled me. Gently and slowly she lowered her cunt onto my raging cock. She guided it expertly, rubbing the wet head against her little pussy. Then ever so slowly her cunt received my cock. Jessica was doing all the work, gradually and slowly inserting me into her waiting girlhood. I anticipated a hymen. There was none. She was reading my mind.

“I broke it myself with my mom’s vibrator,” she admitted quietly. “I wanted to enjoy real sex for the first time. Ummm, this feels good. Your cock is sooo big, Mrs. Peters.”

Now I was fully entrenched in her love canal. She was raising and lowering herself ever so gently, enjoying every movement.

Candy again started caressing her nipples. “How does it feel, Jess? Does it feel good fucking my daddy? I told him you’d let him tonight. He’s wanted to fuck you ever since he first saw you the other day.”

“I love it, Candy. It’s way better than I imagined. Oh, fuck, it feels good.” Candy kissed her as she rode my cock. Now I was beginning to feel another orgasm. Little Jessica was an expert.

Candy looked at my face. She knew what was going to happen. “Can he come inside you, Jess? Can he shoot his stuff right up your cunt? He might make you pregnant. It’s so fucking dangerous, baby.”

“I’m not getting off until he does, Candy. I want him to. I want him to shoot in me. I’ve got to feel it. I need it.” She looked down at me. “Cum in me, Mr. Peters. Cum inside my little 12 year old pussy. Shoot your stuff right up my cunt. Do it!”

I could feel the orgasm starting. My balls contracted, my sperm starting to rise up the shaft.

“Oh fuck, here it comes, Jess. Oh, God. Take it all, baby. Take it in your cunt. Take every last drop,” I cried. “I … I wanna fuck you forever. My first little girl. Oh, God,” I screamed. “My dream has come true!” I started shooting inside her. She continued to pump up and down. Her face was contorted in a sexy, seductive smile. She didn’t have an orgasm. It was almost like she just wanted to fuck. That was her pleasure. It seemed as if it was a game to her. I finally finished, my head back, my eyes closed. She kept me entrapped for a minute or two. I could feel cum start to travel back down the outside of my cock. I was softening. The girls were still looking at me, smiling. Jessica rose off me. She sat on the carpet and looked down at her pussy.

“Clean him off, Jess,” Candy ordered. “You’re not finished until you clean him with your mouth. You know, just like on the porn sites.”

Jessica looked at Candy and smiled. “You do it, Candy. You clean his cock. I want to watch you lick your daddy’s cock.” Both girls giggled. It was a big game for them. Candy lowered her mouth to my now semi-flaccid cock. She took it in her mouth and sucked. She ran her tongue up and down the sides, licking and cleaning. Her tongue went over the purple head. She moaned.

“Ummmm, this tastes good.” After she was finished, she went over to Jessica and kissed her. She ran her finger through the folds of Jessica’s little cunt.

“Ooooh, you’re all wet. My daddy really likes fucking you Jess. Why don’t you come over more often so he can screw the shit out of you. You’d like that wouldn’t you. He’d eat your pussy and everything.”

“Oh, I’ll be back. When you’re big enough to fuck him I wanna watch too. You’ll really love it. It feels so naughty. And you’re only 11. I wanna watch him shoot in you too. Then I’ll lick his cum out of your pussy. Mmmm, I love sex.”

Shawna was moaning now. She had witnessed her little daughter’s first fuck. Lace was slowly bringing her off. Shawna was in heaven. “He fucked her,” she moaned. “He fucked my little girl. He came inside her. How awesome.” Her eyes were closed. She was murmuring to herself as Lace brought her to ecstasy, that no man’s land of pure pleasure. “I want him to fuck her. I want him to fuck Candy. Oh, God. She tensed. Her head went back. She began to convulse. She was cumming. Then it was over. I knew we were done for the night.

We knew now that Jessica and her mother would be very willing sex partners. But tonight I was finished. I was done, wasted. I couldn’t perform again if my life depended on it. But I was sure looking forward to the next time. Shawna liked it in the ass, Jessica simply want to screw. So did I.

Jessica and her mother left a little while later. Everyone was smiling. We had fun. We were going to have more fun. This was the very first time I had fucked a little girl. I loved every second of it. She was so hot. I couldn’t wait for more.