Sweet Baby Whore – Chapter 5

By:Ginny 

(MM/gg, pedo cons)

This is the fifth chapter of the addendum to my five-part “My Name Is” Autobiography. This new series extends the time period not covered within my first Autobiography however, under a new title. The following events, as before, are taken from my diaries and from my remembrances including chats with my Mom and Dad. I would ask you to review Chapter 4 prior to reading this chapter.

Chapter 5:

“You like?”  Ashley was cupping her tanned 12-year-old boobs in her hands (not that there was that much to cup) and showing off her newly pierced nipples. Evidently, she had talked her mother into letting her have them ‘enhanced’ with the most delicate gold loops the style of which were just perfect for her. 

I remember wondering who picked them out and I really wondered whom Ashley and her Mom found that both had the skill and, agreed to pierce the nipples of a 12-year-old.

Ashley and her Mom had just made it home from California. They had spent a little over a month there together, while her Mom had a temporary nursing assignment.   We, Ashley and I, were spending the evening getting caught up on our things while my Mom and Dad and Ashley’s Mom got caught up on their news. 

We were now in ‘our’ bedroom after Ashley’s Mom, earlier had; let everyone know that Ashley would be making a pedo bestiality porn film, which was to Ashley’s delight and my envy.  

Making up for the month or so we had spent apart, we helped each other out of our light summer clothing and were now deliciously naked facing each other with Ashley proudly displaying her pierced boobs. 

She was beautiful! Ashley was slim, deeply tanned, with budding boobs, and a beautiful hairless pussy. We were both 12, both pedo fuck sluts who had been sleeping in the same bed all summer. To put it bluntly our friendship had turned into something very special. With our parent’s knowledge and approval we had become each other’s confidant and lover. And, I was about to suck in a mouthful of her beautiful boobs complete with gold loops while she fisted my wet hungry pussy. 

I had been aching for this every day she had been in California. Even having my fathers cock slamming deep in my cunt every time we had the opportunity hadn’t lessened my desire for Ashley’s body. And, what was beautiful about this was that I knew that Ashley felt the same way about me.

I gently guided her over to our bed where she positioned herself on her left side. Laying next to her I started to knead her right boob then her right hand found my cunt. The position was awkward. So I moved on top of her with my mouth kissing and licking her pussy then, her hand found my pussy again. With me licking and sucking her cunt she repeatedly inserted her hand deep into my willing, open pussy.

Knock, knock ……. “Come on ladies it’s time for Ashley and her Mom to head home.” I think we groaned so loudly that it could be heard all over the house. It was my Mother.

“Come on Mom we need more time”

“Later sweetheart, Ashley has to get home, Jude has reports to write and a ton of laundry to do. Ashley can stay over tomorrow, you girls can have all the private time you need then.” 

I was devastated and, Ashley started to cry a little, but we had both learned, it doesn’t pay to get my Mother or my Father angry. So we got a hold of ourselves and stopped. Spent a minuet or so catching our breath and then got dressed. We kissed and tongued each other, then opened the door and stepped out into the kitchen.

We must have looked like the wrath of God because the looks we got from both of my parents and Ashley’s Mom switched between a smirk and soft laughter. Well, that’s what you get when you call a halt to two pre-teen sluts taking care of each other’s needs. 

We all said our goodbyes and I made my way back to my bedroom where, I saw myself in the mirror.  Mom and Dad were right I was a mess. I had lube in my hair, my ‘T’ shirt was on inside out and I was without panties under my shorts, which, by the way, were about to fall off my hips and wind up on the floor.

I didn’t know which would have been more appropriate looking at my reflection in the mirror, laugh or cry.  

There were two rather large wet spots on the bottom sheet made up of lube and pussy juice so, I had to change my bed completely. With that done I headed for the shower to get that damn lube out of my hair.

Looking back, as I’m doing now, over the whole sequence of events of that summer, I’m surprised at the clarity of the memories for this particular day. I am convinced, that deep inside me, it was this day that removed any doubts Ashley felt the same for me as my feelings were for her.

I went to sleep that night convinced that without question, the two of us, two pre-teen professional pedo whores, would remain best friends and lovers for life.

Mom had to wake me up the next morning. I was late in my ritual of getting down to the boat basin in time to wave and blow a kiss to my Father as he left the docks. Dad was the owner and Captain of his own trawler. When he went out it was for days at a time. I don’t know how or when we developed this routine but Dad thought it brought him luck so, it was my intention to keep ‘the boss’ happy (in every way possible – wink).

With Dad on his way to the fishing grounds and Ashley coming over to spend the night it was my guess that Mom and ‘Aunt” Jude would also share a bed just as Ashley and I planned to. Mom wouldn’t be keeping anything from Dad because he knew and supported Mom’s fondness for Jude. They were ‘special’ friends and had been for quite some time.

This little tidbit of openness goes a long way in explaining where I acquired my penchant for seeking and providing sexual gratification from/for both men and women. Classifying my Mother and me, as legitimate bisexuals wouldn’t be that totally inaccurate. Which, the reader should understand, does not diminish our ability to love or demonstrate affection for either sex.

Aunt Jude and Ashley made it to our house sometime in the afternoon complete with overnight bags and a beautiful bouquet of wild flowers. Mom and “Aunt’ Jude headed to the kitchen and Ashley and I stayed outside and headed for the bluff overlooking the boat basin.  The view was stunning and we both sat in the grass not saying much of anything just fondling each other and sharing a few kisses. 

Ashley lifted my blouse, whispered to me to lie back, then started to lick and kiss my breasts. Her hand slipped under my short summer skirt, found my pussy and gently started to massage my clit. Her fingers slipped easily between my outer and inner lips then probed the inside of my now dripping wet cunt. Her mouth left my tits and our lips found each other, her tongue danced with mine. What more could a girl dream of? My best friend, my lover was bringing me to climax.

We stayed there for more than an hour lost in our lust for each other bringing each other to climax after climax. When the time came to think about going back to the house, we were both naked except for our stockings and sneakers. My blouse and skirt were out of reach and Ashley’s clothes were scattered around us. We found our respective clothing, shook the grass and what ever out of them then, got dressed.

Ashley commented that I didn’t have anything on under my blouse or skirt I smiled and told her it was because I wanted to make it easy for her. She smiled, took her shorts off, and then removed her panties. After that she took her ‘T’ shirt off and removed her ‘training’ bra. So there we were walking back to the house hand in hand with me holding her panties and Ashley with her bra draped around the back of her neck.

We got to the house went into the kitchen where Mom and ‘Aunt’ Jude were talking over coffee. We casually tossed Ashley’s panties and bra on the table then tried to make it to the shower.

My Mom not so silently commented that she hoped no one saw us and Ashley’s Mom added her own cautionary statement that we had best be slightly more discrete when it comes to openly screwing each other in public. We had been chastised and we knew it.

Mom continued, “This is our home, we live here, your Fathers business is here, if anyone saw the two of you fucking each other our life here would be over. So, from now on they two of you had best be careful. Do you understand that?”

Wow, talk about throwing ice water on a mood. But Mom and Aunt Jude were absolutely correct. Ashley and I had screwed up; worst of all, we had been smart asses about it. 

We tucked our tails between our legs, said it wouldn’t happen again then quietly made it to the bathroom and a nice hot shower. 

There’s one thing about taking a shower after two girls go at it, there is no cum to wash out of your hair, out of your pussy or out of your ass.  Pussy juice washes off quickly without any effort. Sometimes if cum has dried on your skin or in your hair or clothes, especially your clothes, it’s time for some hard scrubbing.

Anyway, after the shower the two of us, with towels wrap around our bodies from our boobs to below our pussies made for our bedroom. As we were walking through the kitchen surprise, surprise, there we two men sitting at the table with Mom and ‘Aunt’ Jude. 

I knew one of them, he had a bit part in one of the movies Mom had been in and had been over to the house before, but the other was someone new to me. But he wasn’t new to Ashley; ‘Aunt’ Jude had been dating him when they were in California.

Having guys drop by the house wasn’t anything new. Mom, Dad and Jude were not shy about bring people home. However there were a few things that had to be in place before anyone was invited for the purpose of sex.

First and foremost they had to be known and trusted by one of our parents. Secondly, They couldn’t be from our small village and third, if the situation presented its self they there shouldn’t be any objection to witnessing or having sex with our parents or Ashley or me.

In other words they could be trusted not to expose the fact that our two families were engaged in having consensual sex with their underage daughters. 

If this were the case, if the friends Mom, Dad or Jude invited home were to have sex with any one of us that fact was made simple to know by just closing the front door and pulling down the widow shade. We had a double storm door in the front of the house. The inside door was always left open; when that door was closed and the shade was pulled down, there were ‘special’ guest in the house.

I peeked down the hallway to the front door. The inside door was closed and the shade was pulled down. I unwrapped my towel exposing my body to the two male guests Ashley did the same then acting like the sluts we were, walk ever so slowly into our bedroom dragging our towels on the floor in back of us. I guess a lot can happen when you take a long shower.

By the time Ashley and I finished doing what pre-teen girls do in the privacy of their bedroom it was late in the day and the sun was reflecting through the kitchen window. Mom and Jude were in the kitchen preparing something for dinner. The two men were chatting over a glass of wine, and there were two additional full glasses waiting for Ashley and me.

I slowly started to realize that the man I knew that had been in the porn film with Mom was the person who had been screwing her in the background of just about every scene. So, I was comfortable that he knew of the life style of our family even though this was the first time he had come to our home.

Ashley picked up her wine glass and went over to Aunt Jude’s friend sat on his lap and said it was good to see him again. From the expression on her face and the sweetness in her voice it was evident that this was not the first time dear little Ashley had sat on his lap. 

This was confirmed when she popped open the top four buttons of her blouse then pulled it open to expose her perfectly tanned pierced boobs. Much to the delight of the two men, she left the buttons open so her breasts were in full view all the time.  Ashley mouthed to me that he was the person who had picked out the gold loops now firmly threaded through her nipples.

I walked over to Mom and before I had a chance to open my mouth Mom said, if it was OK with my Father, I could have my nipples pierced. Ashley and I let out a joyful shriek raised our wine glasses high then took our first sip of the evening. 

I slinked over to Mom’s friend and whispered to him asking if there was anything special he would like to do or see tonight. He took my free hand, placed it on his crotch, then said, “lets just see what develops, there’s no need to plan things out. But, I do intend to get my cock into you as deep as you can take it.” 

My response was calm but left no doubt that he would be happy. I took my free hand off of his crotch and pushed it between my legs and while patting my pussy I quietly said, “Mr. you would be surprised at what can fit all the way into this pussy.”

“That’s what I hear from your mother all the time sweet thing and that’s why I asked her to invited me. If you fuck half as good as your mother does when she’s in front of the camera; I’ll be one happy guy.”

“I do more than just fuck Mr. I’m good, and before the night is over your cock is going to find out just how good.”

Mom had been telling tales out of school, this was getting interesting. 

By this time Ashley had climbed off of her friends lap and was just about to unbuckle his belt when her mother spotted what was going on. “Not yet you two wait until after dinner. There wont be any quickies here tonight. Ashley pouted a fake look of disappointment picked up her wine glass and emptied it.

Ok, Ashley had her boobs hanging out for the entire world to see so I thought it would be a good idea if I unbuttoned my blouse all the way so I could show off mine, (mine were bigger). Mom saw what I was doing, or was planning on doing, and called a halt to it. “Come on girls be nice, Ashley, button up your blouse.”

I took my wine went into the living room turned on the TV and plunked myself down in Daddy’s favorite chair. I should have gone up and taken a cold shower. My pussy was starting to get damp, my boobs were aching, and I was starting to get flushed. I could feel my face starting to heat up. I slipped my hand under my skirt, started to work my pussy and, slowly drained my glass of wine.

By the time dinner was ready I had started to feel a nice warm glow. My pussy was sopping wet, there were a few beads of sweat on my chest between my boobs and I had removed my panties and stuffed them between the cushions of the recliner. Mommy’s whore daughter was ready.

I pushed my fingers into my pussy got then nice and wet, then, got up and went into the kitchen. As I passed by Mom’s friend to set down at the dinner table I took my wet fingers put them under his nose then against his lips. I think he almost fainted.

Dinner was awesome, nice wine, good food, rather vulgar conversation centered on cock size, cunt depth, and why men loved to fuck little girls. It was interesting, that is, what I remember of it. After dinner Mom and Jude told Ashley and me to go into the living room while the four adults cleaned up the kitchen. 
Ashley and I pushed a few chairs up against the living room wall so there was a nice open spot in the center of the room where the rug was nice and soft. We made a mad dash from the living room to our bedroom to get some sheets to put down on the floor so cum and pussy juice wouldn’t ruin the rug. 

Next we grabbed every tube or bottle of lube we could find stashed in the bedroom and brought them along with the sheets. After we spread out the sheets and put the lube at strategic spots around the room we undressed.

Ashley and I got on either end of the sofa with one leg draped over an armrest. Our bald hairless cunts were full of lube and pussy juice and we were both spraying our boobs with warm oil (this was something my Mom had mentioned that a solo girl did in one of her films). 

When our mother’s ‘guests’ came into the living room they saw two excited, ready, and very willing experienced underage girls waiting for a few hours of good sweaty sex. 

Yes, after 28 years, I know, that night we had both been pimped out by our mothers. But what the hell sex is sex right? Even better, when you’re a pedo whore, you get paid for doing something you love and your good at.

I slipped off the couch got on the floor on my back raised my knees up so my feet were flat on the floor then pressed my knees out and down so my cunt would be there for the taking. I wanted to be first. Mom’s friend took his shirt and pants off; his under shit was next then his underpants.

His cock was huge. It was bigger than Daddy’s and that’s saying something. He flipped me over so I was on my knees and forearms then placed his cock up against my sopping wet pussy. I could feel his hands against my boobs then his cock opened up my ass and found its way into my anal cavity.

As his cock slid into my ass I could feel everything. I could feel the head of his cock, every fold of skin on his shaft, and his ball sack slapping against my cunt. It’s amazing the sensitivity of your anal opening. You can feel everything. Every single portion of his cock as it entered my ass was felt.

When he would take his cock head out and then push it into my ass again I could feel it as the swollen purple bulb head made my ass stretch open then make it passed the now relaxed hole and into my anal cavity over and over and over again. God Help me I love a fat thick cock sliding in and out of my ass. And this guy’s cock was just that. Fat, thick and long.  

Ashley had made in onto the floor kind of at an angle to me. Her Mom’s friend was busy lubing up his cock, it was shaved clean, and she was pulling and kneading her boobs. Her thighs were open and someone had slid a sofa cushion under her ass so her cunt was off the floor and ready for his cock.

The guy moved on top of her and didn’t waist any time. He put his cock up against her cunt and with one thrust buried it as deep has he could. I could see her wince then push her hips up to match his next thrust.

When a guy’s cock is in your ass you can’t feel much. Most of the excitement comes from the feeling as it stretches you open and passes through your hole. Once it’s inside most all you can feel is a little pressure. Well I felt a lot of pressure. This guy was big and he was pressing so hard I could feel my insides move. The moves this guy was making I knew he loved to fuck a girl’s ass and, he was good at it.

Then someone slipped a vibrator that had been turned on into my pussy. It couldn’t have been the dude who was screwing my ass because he had both hands on my hips. Who ever it was made sure that the vibrator wouldn’t slip out because it was in deep and my cunt lips were closed behind it.

Ok, so now I had a vibrator buzzing away in my cunt and this elephant cock working my ass. I had to admit the feeling was extraordinary. My eyes were closed tight, I was supporting myself with one hand and using the other to squeeze and pull one of my boobs. I didn’t know about the guy that was working my ass but I was on the edge of an awesome climax. 

I let go of my boob, put that hand back on the floor for needed support, and screamed that I was cuming. Then using what strength I had left pushed myself backward to match his next thrust. Oh my goodness, it was beautiful it must have lasted close to a minuet, well, maybe not that long but you get the idea right?

This guy wasn’t done yet. As I was climaxing he was still pounding my ass and when I finished he was still working my ass as hard as he could. 

As I collapsed on the floor, he flipped me over, held his cock in his hand and pumped his loads of cum all over my face and into my hair. Damn I hate that. 

I don’t mind cum on my face in fact I kind of like it because I can taste it but why in my hair? Damn it, it’s hard to get cum out of your hair.

He kept cuming and cuming. I opened my mouth and his last squirt of cum made it onto my tongue. I started to use my fingers to wipe the cum off my face but I heard Mom say let me do it. 

So there was my Mom licking her friends cum off my face plus she had her fingers in my pussy pulling out the vibrator she evidently had shoved in there. That must have made a cute picture, too bad it didn’t get on film.

Mom’s friend was told to go to the bathroom to wash off his cock if he wanted to screw any pussy. The rule in our house is pussy first then ass. Not the other way around. There is just too much chance for infection the other way around.

I guess he was an ass man because he didn’t want any pussy that night, he wanted Ashley’s ass next. Which was fine with me. I heard Ashley moaning then give a little muted yelp. I knew that sound. She had just climaxed. He body went ridged then went limp. 

Yes indeed, Ashley had just finished. Her Mom’s friend pulled out of her pussy and the cum started to flow. I was a darn good thing we had put those sheets down. 

I looked over at the man who had just pulled out of Ashley, winked at him patted my pussy and purred “you have any left for me?” Now this dude wasn’t a porn film stand-in but, he did have a nice cock a little smaller than my Dads and it was shaved clean. Even his ball sack was smooth and hair free. I was going to enjoy sucking this guy off.

I made it over to Ashley and whispered to her, “now your going to find out what it will be like with a horse cock up your ass, this guy is big.” She smiled, fluttered her eyes, and then softly, almost in a whisper answered, “I hope so I’m looking forward to it.”
I needed a rest. I got up, went into the kitchen, poured a glass of wine then made it for the bathroom to wash my face. The cum was drying on my eyelashes and my eyelids were starting to stick together. That and my hair smelled like the inside of a used condom.

I went back into the living room and there was Ashley in the position I had just left. Mom’s friend, the dude that was a porn film stand in, was on his knees in back of her with his cock already half way up her ass.

I finished my wine laid down on the floor open my legs and waited for the guy who did Ashley to start doing me. I did my best to welcome him between my legs. Encouraging him to fuck me any way he wanted. I only hoped that he didn’t want to screw my ass, I didn’t think I could take any more in there.

He was between my legs with his cock head up against the opening to my cunt. Then, with a very slight movement he was in me. It was as if my cunt opened up and swallowed the head of his cock. His strokes were smooth and even. 

Three short then one deep, three short then one deep. He slid the head of his cock along the outside of my cunt lips up to my clit. He was very smooth and gentle; it was the exact opposite of the dude who did me in my ass.

I started to pull and squeeze my boobs; he saw that and drove the full length of his cock up and into my pussy. There was no gentleness with that stroke. I kept working hard on my tits and he pounded my cunt as deep as he could. It was pubic bone against pubic bone. 

He was over me supporting himself off the floor by his arms. He leaned over close to my face then said, “I’ve wanted to fuck you ever since Jude told me her slut daughter had a pedo whore for a friend. I’ve fucked her slut/whore daughter all last month, now it’s your turn.” That was interesting, this was news to me. Over this summer Ashley has been full of surprises.

I guess his little statement to me was a signal of some sort because, not only did he have his cock in me but he put the thumb of his right hand inside the top of my cunt so it was under my clit. Then, he started to pinch down on my clit hood as if he were trying to squeeze it out.

This was not the gentle fuck it started out to be. He was working me hard and he was enjoying it. I did my best to match his cock thrusts with my hips and I held my own for a little while but he was wearing me down and eventually I couldn’t keep up. He worked a finger along side of his cock so I had his thumb and one finger in me as well as his cock. I needed more lube my pussy was getting raw.

He eventually shot his load into my cunt, pulled out, and tried to replace his cock with his hand. I couldn’t take an adult hand into my cunt so I pushed it back. “What’s the matter super whore, can’t handle being fisted?” “Your just like Ashley she couldn’t take my hand up her cunt either. But you lasted longer than she did your good I’ll give you that.”

I reached up put my arms around his neck pulled his head down and gave him the biggest smile and happy face I could put on complete with fluttering eyelids. Then, French kissed him. Followed with, “As long as your happy big man, if you’re happy I’m happy, you’re a good fuck, I enjoyed it.” He smiled sat back on his heels, winked at me and smiled. “You’re a whore all right. Only a pro whore would say that.” 

It was time to get cleaned up, time for a long hot shower, time for a big glass of wine. I got up looked around saw Ashley still on her knees because Mom’s friend was just pulling out of her ass. His cum covered her ass cheeks and was running down the inside of her legs. He slapped her ass and stood up.

I went over to her, got her up and, together we limped out into the kitchen then to the bathroom.

We stayed in the shower for a very long time, untill the shower started to run cool. After toweling off we made it out into the kitchen where Mom and Aunt Jude were chatting. There was no sign of the two men. They had left. I sat down pulled my feet up, wrapped my arms around my legs and rested my head on my knees. Ashley did the same.

We asked Mom for a fresh glass of wine but she put a little whisky and ice in two glasses and handed that to the two of us. Mine was gone in one gulp. I needed to go to bed.

“Well girls, the men were very pleased, so pleased that they will be coming back within a few days so the both of them can enjoy each of you separately. The two of them will do one of you, and then, the two of them will do the other. Who ever goes first is up to you.”

I rolled my eyes, looked at Ashley, got up, and went into our bedroom.

It wasn’t that I didn’t fully enjoy getting fucked and fucking those two men because I did; I loved it that was my kind of sex. 

It wasn’t that I minded being called a whore because, at that time in my life I was one but the word ‘whore’ still bothers me. The word ‘whore’ is a cold word; a word that is bitter in its meaning and unforgiving in its implication.

It wasn’t that our Mothers had pimped Ashley and me. It was that they expected us to be whores for those two guys without asking us, without telling us, without talking it over. 

My mother was using me as a whore and I was pissed. I made up my mind to tell Mom how I felt about all this in the morning. 

Ashley and I went to sleep that night holding on to each other with a half a tube of ‘Preparation –H’ up our asses and ‘Vaseline’ covering our pussies.  It was going to take more than ‘a few days’ to get ready for those guys. Plus, school was starting on Wednesday. 

To be continued  . . . . . . . . . .

I appreciate the reader spending time with me by paging through this portion of my life’s story. In the event you have comments, (all are welcomed) I may be reached at: thefamilytoy@hotmail.com 

Sincerely
Virginia
(Ginny)

(The standard disclaimer applies) - this story is not reflective of any person living or dead. It does not imply that the author condones the actions contained here within. The characters portrayed here only live within the neuron net of my own mind) 
