Title: The Coffee Shop, Chapter 7

Codes: Mgg, Fgg, cons, rom, ped, oral 

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The Coffee Shop

Chapter Seven

Behind me, where I could not see, Missy had continued her nibbling kisses down Kimmy’s tummy, to the top of her cunt slit, kissing lightly Kimmy’s little hooded clit. I could hear, though, I could hear Kimmy’s baby whines, “mmmmmmmmmmmmmm, mmmmmmmm, yeah, Missy, kiss it there, Missy, please, please kiss it there,” she was pleading, “I like it so much when you kiss my cunny right there, Missy.” 

I also couldn’t see that Missy, in her caresses of the child’s chest, hips and thighs, had drawn Kimmy’s tiny soft feet forward a bit more, and now used the little toes of those feet to massage her erect nipples. Kimmy’s tiny toes curled against Missy’s hard nipples at the tickling sensation as Missy continued her wet mouthing of the child cunt up and down the length of her puffy girl slit, curling her tongue from Kimmy’s open bum, and back up the slit to tickle at her tiny pink baby clit.

I breathed in, long and slow, the scent of Kristy’s little cunt. “Mmmmmmmmmmmmm,” I purred, bringing my hands up to the sides of her chest, rubbing the flats of my thumbs across her pulsing nipples, rolling them gently around under my thumbs, then holding her firmly in my grip by the sides of her chest and gliding my hands down across her smooth skin, to her narrow angular hips, and around to her supple little butt, stopping with the fingers of my right hand resting in the crack of her warm ass, its heel pressed softly into the boyish indention at the side of her little round ass, and my left hand cupping the bottom curve of her right cheek.

“Oh god, Kristy,” I whispered, “oh fuck, baby, your little hot cunt smells so fucking good, honey,” and kissed the hard edge of her right hip.

I was breathing hard, now, harder than ever before, and my cock was juking freely, aching for contact. “Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm,” I continued to purr, caressing the length of Kristy’s smooth right leg with my left hand, causing her to flex downward just slightly, making her little cunt slit begin to part, her swollen inner labia open, revealing the raw pink flesh of her fourth grade pussy. Panting, I kissed down across her pelvis diagonally toward the vertical opening of her beautiful soft child cunt, surrounded by her swollen little vulva. Reaching behind her with my right hand, I blindly found Kimmy’s little face and head, the softness of her hair under my hand. Softly, I brushed her hair back onto her little cheek and felt the contours or her mouth, her lips parted and warm air coming in little breaths as Missy had begun to slowly tongue fuck the child’s tiny cunt. Gently, I slipped my ring finger into the child’s mouth, and she began to breathe through her nose and suckle my finger while I moved it lightly across her tiny tongue.

Having brought my hand back up Kristy’s thigh one more time to nestle up underneath her, the edges of my fingers buried in the warm wet folds of her pussy, I kissed the front of her cunt lip, mouthing it whole, my lower lip into her wet slit, my upper in the space between her thigh and cunt. I watched her stomach collapse as I moved my mouth and dragged my tongue sideways up her slit, tasting her tangy juice, and feeling more of it flow slickly down onto my fingers. I felt her left thigh tighten against the side of my neck and face as she stiffened that leg, and lifted her other one up some, digging her toes into the tufted leather upholstery of the bench.

“Yeah, baby, good girl, honey,” I said, flicking my tongue against her swollen clit, “good baby for Daddy, honey, and brought my hand around to the front of her bare pussy, reaching under her again from the front now, pressing the heel of my hand into her et cunt, and bringing my big middle finger up into her slit, tickling at her ass hole.

“Oh God,” she let escape her mouth in a gasp, panting and flexing and making her tiny anus open some more, cunt juice flowing out onto my wrist and down my forearm. “Oh god, yeah,” she whispered out hard, throwing back her head and hair, holding onto my shoulder with her left hand and bringing her right up to her hard left nipple, pinching it lightly.

“Fuck…please,” she breathed.

I tickled her bum hole a few more times, curling my finger in her crack and then dragging it across her tiny pucker, pushing the first segment into her opening and wiggling it as she tried to work herself onto it, flexing her legs and pushing down in little pumps, whining out, “yeah,” with each little downward thrust of her small body. Gently, slowly, I retracted it one last time, and now slipped it forward into the wetness of her cunt, moving and tilting my wrist, and pushing it slowly, wiggling inside and stretching her little cunt, her girl flesh enveloping my finger until it was pushed to the hilt up inside her baby womb, my knuckles pressed into the warm, wet flesh of her pussy, my lips still sucking at her hard clit, tongue flicking at it under the pink child flesh in which it was shrouded.


Kimmy’s teeth brushed hard against my finger and she nearly bit down and I felt her tiny body begin to shake, Missy suckling the girl cum from her tiny body as she cried out without words again, “aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa, aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa, aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa,” thrusting and jerking against Missy’s mouth, flowing her sweet cum juice into Missy's sucking mouth.

As little Kimmy's cries just began to subside, and she resumed her suckling on my finger, but not frantically now, rather soft and gentle as if it was her own thumb, Kristy's body stiffened, and she cried out, “Oh my god, I’m gonna cummmmmmmm againnnnnnnnn,” and her body also began to shake and she squeezed my finger hard with her little cunt, gushing warm sweet baby cum into my waiting mouth. I drank from her sweet river, then, slaking it back and down my throat, sucking her swollen pussy, swallowing her juices and murmuring out, “good baby girl, good baby girl to give me your baby cunt juice, honey.”

How I fucking loved them all. Oh god, how I fucking loved them all, and always would.

Sunlight gleamed through the big plate glass west window as the day began to draw to a close; warm and soft, it bathed us in its promise of tomorrow, of another day together, us four, we two, all one.

Kimmy’s suckling upon my finger had increased in time with the suckling of her aunt Missy at her tiny soft cunt, and now Missy’s hand moved up, closing over the back of mine and squeezing it lightly. “It’s time,” I heard her say, “it’s time, Daddy, time for you, now, baby.”

My eyes closed and I was still.

Kristy put a hand on each of my shoulders, and I opened my eyes and looked up her, smiling down at me, “gonna fuck my little wet cunt, now, daddy?’ she asked, still breathless.

I shook my head slowly back and forth, and felt the warmth of Missy’s hand squeezing mine again, slowly lifting it out of Kimmy’s wet mouth, and placing it against the side of the five-year old’s face under her own. With her other, she continued to caress little Kimmy’s body, dreamy and warm and happy.

“Yes, please, honey,” I intoned evenly, lest too much noise awaken me from this place, “yes, honey, please,” I replied again, “fuck me, baby, fuck me with your little cunt, honey.”

She sank down in front of me, her knees on the bench at either side of my thighs, looking in my eyes, her upper lip wet with sweat.

We kissed, and I grasped my cock with my left hand, stroking it, and hearing Missy’s soft voice through the kiss, “yeah, Daddy, fuck her little cunt, please, Daddy, fuck my little cunt, Daddy.”

“Oh fuck, baby,” I breathed softly, milking even more clear precum from my cock.

Kristy was moving, even as we kissed, lowering her little bottom and pussy nearer my hard waiting cock, until her little soft bum crack brushed against my cockhead and I felt the warm wetness of her pussy lips.

“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, baby,” I panted.

“Yeah, please,” I whined, arching up, throwing my head backward and out of our kiss.

Kristy smiled so widely at me, then, her hands still on my shoulders, and began slowly pumping her tiny cunt down onto my cock.

I rested my left hand on her hip, helping to steady her tiny body, helping to push her down onto my cock.

“Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww,” I breathed out so long, arching up into her little tight cunt, panting

Kristy lurched forward as my cock slowly plunged inside her, putting her head on my left shoulder, and holding on tight. My hand slid under her little ass, gripping her flesh at the place where my cock was penetrating her cunt flesh. I looked across the table at Missy, who let go of my other hand now, which I also brought down to Kristy round little ass. Missy gathered the spent little Kimmy from the table into her chest, cradling her close against herself, and letting her head rest upon her shoulder her little bare butt at the edge of the table.

“Ohhhhhhh fuck, baby,” I looked at Missy, her eyes meeting mine, warm and inviting. 

“Mhm,” she said softly, “fuck that little cunt, Daddy, fuck that little warm cunt for your baby, Daddy.”

Our eyes stayed locked as I kept my hands on Kristy soft, round little bum, and she began to fuck my hard cock, pumping purposefully up and down, thrusting as far down as she could, driving the length of my cock deep inside her cunt.

So slow at first, she kept her body in a singular plane with these thrusts, but as she increased her pace, she began to move in circular motions, and was lifting high enough my cock sprang from her body each time, only to have her plunge back down, panting and whimpering in my ear with each sweet thrust..

I looked at Missy, my eyes wild and glazed.

“Cum, Daddy,” she said, then, “cum, baby.”

I gripped Kristy’s waist and bucked up hard, pushing her down into my lap, and screamed out, melting in Missy’s eyes, and poured every bit of myself into that little girl, her sweet little girl cunt milking my hard cock in spasms.

“I love you,” I collapsed, “I love you, darling.”

The End
