           "My Wife on Daughter"
           by Pedro Vila


   I've always had an attraction to little girls, but I was never able to gain the confidence of one to explore that attraction.
   I did, however, manage to meet a woman that I could detect the same subtle desires within her. I met her through the personal section of a free alternative paper in a city I was visiting. She had difficulties with relationships with men, and I could tell why.
   Her name was Angie, short for Angela, and she had been the subject of an uncles sexual desire when she was very young. She never told anyone while a child, probably because she liked the attention and the strange feelings it gave her.
   She remembered it again as an adult and for some reason never told any of her family members. But she did tell strangers now and then. She never seeked counseling and simply felt that her poor relationship record was simply because she still hadn't found the right person.
   We hit it off well, but I seemed to be the only one to really know why. I'm not even sure if I was in love with her. I was in love with the possibilities with her though.
   During our courtship, I would test the waters of her sexuality with seemingly innocent comments on children and their sexuality and how adults never really understood them. This of course, would always ring true with Angie and soon we seemed to be able to agree that it was a natural thing that some kids and some adults both had.
   I also whispered things into her ear when she was asleep. Things like a parent was the best teacher for awakening children sexually, and that I would be turned on by seeing her make love to our own children. I didn't know if this kind of thing worked, hypnotism was never really proven to work, but I did know that the power of suggestion helped sway feelings that were already there.
   Thinking ahead to our own children gave me a lot of sexual stamina with my Angie and she liked the roll playing I would always suggest. Things like how she always kept her self shaven and smooth for me, and pig tails, and child like dresses that I can put my hands under. This stuff turned her on too, and she didn't question why, it just felt good to do.
   It was inevitable that one day she would end up pregnant. She stood there in the doorway to tell me, looking scared and conflicted. I was glad though, and she felt better with my enthusiasm giving her confidence.
   I hoped for a girl. Angie seemed more unsure about having a girl than a boy, but the day our little girl was born all indecision was gone. We loved her. We weren't sure about a name yet, but I smiled inwardly when Angie actually thought over my suggestion of 'Lolita'.
   We decided on Angelique, since it was close to Angela, and we both agreed that mother and daughter would have a real close relationship. I couldn't wait for her to be older.
   Fatherhood didn't end up like anything I thought it would be. There were way too many arguments and breakdowns, I had to work overtime for things I never thought of, and nobody was getting enough sleep. But somehow, we all managed through it.
   I ended up being so busy that it was almost a year before I even thought about my forgotten plan. I wasn't sure what I was even hoping for with little Angelique, or Angel-Q as we nicknamed her. To me, she seemed nothing sexual. Just a baby who I cleaned a lot of nasty smelling stuff off of frequently. Kind of seems less than appealing.
   It surprised the hell out of me when I walked in on my Angies. Mom had been sitting with little Q in Q's room, like always, doing what I assumed was more breast feeding. Only it wasn't a breast, and Mother was doing the eating.
   My jaw dropped off of my skull when I saw Angie with her lower face buried deep in between little Q's legs. Q was awake and smiling a little. Mom took a second to register I was there before she pulled back and stood there looking guilty as hell. Her top was down and milk was dripping down her belly.
   I wanted to scream, 'Go on! Finish what you were doing.' but it somehow didn't seem like it would help. Angie ran to our room and started to cry. I ran after her and sat next to her trying to reassure her that she wasn't doing anything wrong. She wasn't hearing me so I got up and brought little Q with me and sat her naked body on my knee while I told Angie to look at her face.
   Our kid was happy. What she was doing was sharing something special with a special person. Angie seemed to think about this. But the key was telling her that we were different from everybody else. We always were, and Q especially. We would be this way anyway, so lets make it a positive thing.
   That seemed to work.
   But the next few weeks, Angie took Q a couple of times to her room for what I knew was a good licking. I knew this because I would be drawn to it and Angie would keep trying to kick me out. I wanted to watch so bad.
   Then one day, she looked at Q playing naked on the floor and then to me, seemed to sigh, and get down to start touching Q. This was how it always started, I found out. Innocently at first and then more probing. Q seemed ready for it and lay on her back with her little pudgy legs up for mommy.
   Mommy kissed Q's legs from foot to foot and slowed down again over Q's puffy little mound of white and pink flesh in the middle. Angie rubbed her face over it with random kisses here and there. I thought about all the shit and piss that I'd cleaned up from right where Angie was nuzzling and Took a sharp breath when her tongue darted out and into the line that separated Q's left side from her right.
   It was a few minutes of not breathing that I realized my penis was swollen to halfway down my leg. Angie's hands were on Q's round middle and would slide up and down, feeling Q's baby fat legs. Sometimes Angie would suddenly lick up to Q's ankle and back again. She seemed to be trying to devour the baby girl.
   Then, momma grabbed her baby and rolled onto her back, pulling Q up and on top of her with Q's ass over momma's face and Q's mouth over momma's tit. Q grabbed for the nipple and started sucking. A hand went down to her crotch and she started to masturbate herself while eating out her own baby girl.
   I was thinking of joining them but I came hard into my tight pant leg before I knew it. Then before I could get into it again. They were done. Angie put Q to bed and then raped my bones off all night. I thought about Angie's mouth sucking on a baby twat as I french kissed her deeper than I'd ever done before. But it was because they did it in front of me that made Angie so turned on.
   The next time though, I was down and ready to be a part of the fun but Angie refused. All I was allowed to do was watch. It was a great show, but I was still cumming in my hand.
   I came more than usual afterwards with Angie after I watched little Q suddenly pee into her mothers mouth, and mother 'Hmmm'd and started to swallow hard, pulling Q frantically over her face more. I licked Angie's mouth, trying to get at what it was like to taste. Angie knew that's what I was doing.
   I was going crazy over it. How long could she tease me like that?
   It was after Q turned two that I got a break. Angie lay on her back with Q on her face. She lifted Q to tell me to fuck her right away. I did. There I was staring point blank at Q as she was being tongued deeply by her mother. Angie reached up with both hands and with one hand she brushed Q's hair back on one side, and the other hand reached for my face as I was screwing her, and pushed me towards Q's face.
   I kissed my own daughter softly at first, it was our first kiss, and then deeply and with passion. Her tiny, baby toothed, wet and baby smelling mouth made me cum like fire alarms going off. Little Q just watched me with wide eyes the whole time.
   I'm pretty sure that that was the time I got Angie pregnant with our second girl.
   All through the second pregnancy mother and daughter kissed like passionate lovers. Angie also bought allot of books on increasing her breast milk and she ended up practically gushing with it. We almost didn't have to feed Q anything else. I watched Angie cum more than once just by nursing her little one.
   I still ended up cumming mostly in my hands, though Angie let me cum into Q's disposable diapers before putting them on her. That was as close as my own dick would get to Q though.
   Angel Q got to become quite a good little kisser with her mother and they were the most passionate lovers I had ever seen. It was torture to watch. Like when your starving while looking into a restaurant window at other people eating. Q never kissed me like she did her mother on the few times I was allowed.
   Q was about to turn three and was still in pull ups when her sister was born. We named her Gwendaline, which quickly became Gwen. Angie told me soon afterwards that I would have to share in Gwens duties, which I thought was silly as I was obviously going to change her and stuff like with Q.
   It wasn't long before I understood what she meant. I was to share in the sexual duties of Gwen. Angie expected me to have Gwen accustomed to my mouth as well as hers. The problem was that she was just too young and I couldn't keep my eyes off of Q, who was getting to look real attractive to me.
   Gwen sucked on my tongue every time I tried to kiss her, and sometimes smelled of stale milk. It was harder to taste her tiny little pee hole, though. I would kiss it with closed lips and try not to breath. Angie prodded me to get Gwen used to having my tongue up into her and I gave in. I was also supposed to keep my genitals shaved and smooth like Angie's.
   It was more of a duty to me. I just wasn't getting a kick out of it. I still pined for Q who only had eyes for her mother.
   Angie became quite the milk factory and they both were sometimes covered in milk, giggling at the intimate fun they shared. Sometimes with Gwen feeding right there with them. Q even would share a nipple with Gwen and licked at her younger sisters mouth in play. But it was when I walked in on Q eating out Gwen's little crotch that I found the sexualness to my charge. Just by herself, she came to her baby sister and tasted her with much of the same passion that she had for her mother.
   My desire for Q convinced me that if Q was turned on by her, than I damn well better be too. I masturbated while kissing my year old daughter and then aimed my cum for her mouth. Q swallowed what went in and made a funny face. I guess I wasn't as sweet as mothers milk. I vowed to get her used to it.
   Angie had an even better idea. She had me cum on her nipples and then let Gwen suck from it. That would get her used to it quickly. It worked too.
   I practically jumped for joy when Q asked to taste my cum, but then was disappointed when she instead tasted it from her baby sisters mouth. I still could touch Q.
   As Gwen progressed from one to two years old, I became resigned to just having her for my second partner. I managed to find what made her feel good and what turned me on the most so that I could cum while masturbating myself. I got to drink her pee a few times but found that it didn't always get me off. I got really good at getting all of my cum into her waiting mouth, many times which she would suck on the end until her cheeks flooded. But when I tried to push in against her little girl opening, I wasn't able to shoot any cum into her body. I know there was a small hole but nothing seemed to get through. I did get a few shots into her anus though.
   I would still watch Angie and her daughter/lover and get instantly hard. Angie would gladly screw my brains out after, but Q was out of bounds for my dick.
   It got to the point that when they went at it, Gwen would toddle over to me without being asked and I would lower her pull up just enough to sandwich my dick snuggly between her little legs and up against her puffy pee hole. Then I'd hold her hips and rock her back and forth until I came into her little crotch. I could leave it there for hours and Gwen didn't mind the dampness. She would toddle around with worse. Once, she even peed over my dick while I was stroking myself with her. It was warm and helped me cum.
   But nothing could match my growing obsession with Q. Every day seemed to get harder to watch them satisfy themselves in a way I could only dream about. To make it worse, Q started to know how much I desired her and started to tease me.
   She would purposely aim her cute little butt towards me and keep her legs spread as she and her mother explored each others mouths and body's. That's when I saw mothers finger disappear deep into Q's vagina.
   Q had lost her cherry!
   I asked Angie about it that night and she smiled and said that she couldn't wait. She could tell how sad I was over not getting to watch the moment it happened and I could feel her beginning to understand my desires for my oldest daughter. I guess she was trying to make it up to me by telling me I could pop Gwen's cherry whenever I felt like it. But the next day when I tried, I could tell how much it was hurting her and I gave up.
   Gwen was two and Q was five when Angie invited me to join them during a breast feeding, sex session. By then, Angie's breasts were getting pretty large from the constant milk build up and she seemed to be getting off more just from the milking.
   The first time I joined, all I was allowed to do was screw my wife with both girls between us and feeding from the huge jugs of mommy. It was just great to smell Q's hair and in no time, milk was streaming down their bodies and over my dick. We got very slick. I came more than once.
   Once the girls got used to my pressing against them, they started to play and drink from each others mouths, giggling. Mother just kept her eyes closed in pleasure. The forth or fifth time together, my dick popped out and flipped up between Q's milky legs. I came instantly all over her. Gwen saw it happen and bent down quickly to lick it up. That's my girl!
   The next time, Gwne wanted me to pull out so she could drink from dadda again. I was glad to go along with it. Q watched closely. Little Gwen had the stroking rhythm down pat. Then it was back into mommy again. I was getting close to Q's face and watching her suck from her mother tit intensely. I could almost smell her breath in between swallows. That's when she stopped and told me that she wanted to drink from me too.
   I pulled out again and Angie stopped to watch the new scene. Q took my dick into her hands unsurely and tried to do like she saw her sister do. I was raging hard. Here was my oldest daughters mouth finally coming to touch daddy's dick. She was lousy at stroking but I didn't mind. Angie and Gwen both got their mouths on each side of my dick and helped me to cum into Q's waiting mouth for the first time. Q put her lips on the end but didn't suck.
   It didn't matter. I came pretty quickly. I put my hand against the back of her head to keep her in place because I had a feeling that she'd back off when my load gushed into her mouth and cheeks. Angie had the same feeling and she was holding Q's hands away from me when my spoatum shot into her. Q did try to pull away and didn't stop when she found that she was held fast. Gwen stopped to watch Q's face. Q was grimacing and some of my seed was flowing from the sides.
   Then I was spent and I let go of her. Q tried to spit it out with a "Mwah" sound and mother was right there to lap it up and tongue it back into Q's mouth. My oldest daughter was caught between kissing momma back and expelling to tart stuff from daddy.
   She got the hint. Everybody wanted her to take daddy's spunk and swallow it. She did and made another noise kind of like the first one, then mommy's tit was there to flood sweet milk into Q's mouth and down her face. Angie was gushing herself. Do women make more milk when they're excited?
   It wasn't long before Q was playing with her mother's clit while feeding from her. Gwen went back to sucking her mother too and Angie put her hands behind both of her girls and reached down their butts and between their legs to masturbate them both.
   I laid back to watch, strangely more satisfied then when I would cum into my wife. I wanted to fuck my older girl so much, I could taste it.
   That day wouldn't come for many months yet.
   I still couldn't break Gwens hymen despite Angie's urging. I wanted to, but I was afraid of hurting her so badly that she'd never want to be my lover again. Gwen still had a lot of baby fat and wasn't as shapely as her older sister, but I wasn't ready to give her up as a lover, even if she was more of a consolation prize.
   It was Q who finally popped Gwen's cherry.
   She suddenly got up from where she was licking her mother's snatch and came over to where I was rubbing my dick up between Gwens butt crack as she stood in front of me. Q went right for her little sisters mouth with hers and a hand went strait for Gwen's virgin hole. I couldn't really see what she was doing, but it was making Gwen squirm.
   I held Gwens arms and she started to jump and jiggle while Q pressed against her body, which pressed Gwen's backside to me harder. Gwen made little girl squeals into Q's mouth as I looked around to watch the incestual kiss from close by their side.
   Gwen suddenly made a muffled, grunting kind of squeal and closed her eyes tightly. Her little butt cheeks clenched on my dick. They both held still for a bit and then Q pulled her finger out and up. It was bloody. I knew what had happened and I thought I would be concerned for Gwen but I grabbed Q's hand and brought the blood finger to my mouth. I sucked it clean and Q watched me with a slight smile.
   I was ready to cum, and before I did, Q went down on her sister and started to lick Gwen clean. I couldn't help myself. I guided my dick towards Gwens now opened hole and held her butt cheeks apart from behind as I pressed hard against the entrance to her vagina to cum.
   I did cum hard and I hoped it shot in to Gwen's newly opened insides. Q stayed there and licked. When I was done twitching, Q lifted her face up and I asked if it went in. I saw her swallow and I knew that most had gone into Q's lapping mouth, but she said that she thought some of it did.
   Angie came over to check. She lifted Gwen up and held her over her adult mouth and sucked. She did swallow. I could hear it happen. I also saw her tongue push deep into Gwen. The younger girl looked like she did and didn't like the feeling of being touched where nerves had never been stimulated before.
   Q stood there with blood on her lips and cheeks. I pulled her to me and started to lick her cheeks clean. She resisted at first but then relaxed and let me do it. It was sweet to the taste, or maybe it was my desire for her.
   Either way, Q soon let me lick her small lips and then I was able to get into her mouth. We kissed like Me and Angie. Or maybe her and Angie. Or maybe both, but it was a lovers kiss, and I loved it.
   I then blew it by exploring her butt with my hands. My fingers went in between her legs and she suddenly pushed away from me and went to her mother while looking at me with a funny look. Then Angie came out from under Gwen and motioned for Q to take over.
   Angie came to me with some of Gwen's blood on her cheeks and started to jump my bones but good. I let her work me hard while I watched Q eat out her baby sister with passion. It didn't take long for me to cum again.
   One day, Q let me eat her out. It came as a surprise but she was eating her mother out at the time and I couldn't help but to nuzzle my face right between her cheeks and spread legs, knowing that she would bat me away with a hand. Only she didn't.
   I took advantage of that and worked my tongue into her, tentatively at first, and then with gusto. I was trying hard not to just grab her legs and bury myself deep into her, never to come out again. I was laying on my belly like she was and suddenly came into the floor without warning.
   It didn't drain me at all. I wasn't about to let this opportunity pass. I kept right on exploring and tasting this forbidden fruit that was my own sexy five year old daughter. I loved everything about her. My nose went right between those wonderful cheeks and I smelled her right at her ass hole. It smelled like shit, but it was Q's shit, and it was fine with me.
   My underside of my tongue was getting raw and it was sore at the tip anyway from Q's tight and tiny vagina, so I relaxed a little and used it to stroke her little button of a clit for a while.
   To my surprise, Q started to moan into her mothers box. Was I making her feel that good? I must have been because she lifted her butt up and spread her legs even more, giving me total access.
   Despite my sore tongue, I went into her again, once and a while coming out to keep the little clit stimulated. Then Angie's voice came over from across Q's back and she told me that Q really likes to be sucked there on her button. I sucked the best I knew how.
   I knew I had won when Q suddenly started to hump my face with her hips while making frantic moaning sounds. I had just made my older daughter cum. Then I was rewarded with a watery feeling coming from Q's vagina and I changed positions to suck it all up.
   Q was limp on the floor. She had also stopped pleasuring her own mother by then. I was ecstatic. It was better then I had dreamed.
   I pulled Q up to lay against her mother and then got on the other side of her and snuggled them both. Gwen came over to lay on me. I was her daddy. We were a very happy family right then.
   I got to taste Q once and a while from then on. We both taught Gwen how to pleasure her sister as well. Angie was always right there. She didn't miss a sexual lick, and we were almost always sticky with her milk from her increasingly full breasts. I think Angie was overdoing the milk thing, but I could tell what a turn on it was for her. The girls were completely dependent on it too.
   When Q turned six, Angie told me that it was time for me to finally have her. She smiled as I did a dance around the room, hooting and hollering like an idiot. I didn't care. It was the moment I had waited my whole life for.
   Angelique was slim and almost perfectly in shape, much like any six year old gymnast would be. Sexy, and sexual in nature, it was how she had always been raised. Q was a pre-school sex goddess.
   I had made her cum countless time by then and she could make me cum just by looking at her. But this time, I was going to feel her in a way that her mother would never, and she was going to feel me that way too.
   Angie had prepared her for weeks, psychologically as well as physically. The moment came in our bed, which was all of ours for years now, and Angie took Gwen to one side and they made their own little mother/daughter love. I looked at Q and she looked at me with stern but unsure eyes. Oh, she was fiery. She always was.
   She wasn't going to make any move on me. I'm sure she didn't have a clue as to how to make love to her daddy. She had always been mommy's girl. I took charge.
   I pulled her to sit facing me on my lap and we started to kiss. I rubbed her back up and down like I knew she liked, and waited until she loosened up enough to kiss back with passion. Then I laid her down on her back and kissed my way down to her unvirgin, but never fully penetrated entrance. I licked and sucked leisurely. I made her almost cum and then backed off. I was trying to drive her nuts with desire the way I had learned to do with her mother.
   It was working. She said okay, quietly, like she was embarrassed to want a man. I kissed my way back up and there was a salty taste that wasn't there before. I had made her sweat.
   Then I positioned myself between her legs and rubbed the end of my ridiculously hard dick in between her lips and button clit. She was wet and wouldn't be more ready for it. Then I held her wrists to her sides near her shoulders and started to push into her.
   There I was, holding my beautiful daughter down by her arms and she looked up at me with worry as I pressed deeper into her body. She never took her eyes off of me even when I forced my way through to the very tight places inside of her. She was wet enough to help me pass and I was strong enough to push in anyway.
   Her brows came together and her mouth opened to gasp as I suddenly slid all the way in. Her eyes never left mine, even when I lowered myself to kiss her breathing lips. She kissed back in between gasps.
   Then I pulled out a little and her breath made an 'O' as our skins slid across each other. Then I pushed in slow and hard, trying to get deeper that time. Q let out a tiny little while and looked like she was in some pain. I saw her flat chest heaving and covered with a sheen of sweat. Her belly below would jerk in at random intervals.
   I pulled out and pressed home again. This time getting even deeper. 	Q turned her head to the side, but still didn't take her eyes off of me. She started to make noises like moaning and crying. I continued to mate with my daughter, each time, going deeper, until I could fit my entire penis up into her belly.
   Then I came. I held myself as deep into her as I could and shot load after load into her not yet ready womb. I could feel myself throbbing hard and I could tell from the look on her face that she was feeling every squirt of my cum shoot into her. It was definitely a new feeling for her.
   I stayed hard and after a minute was right back into fucking her again. I was pumping into her a little faster this time and after five or ten pumps, I lifted her up to have her sit over my still rock hard dick. She felt week in my arms. I was already wearing her out. Her head lolled from side to side as she breathed heavy and grunted with each thrust.
   Angie came over then and pressed a tit into Q's slack mouth. Q didn't try to suck. She was overcome with all the sensations that were sweeping through her body inside. It didn't matter. Angie's nipple started to stream milk like it was a pitcher turned over to it's side to pour.
   Mothers milk poured down Q's chin and neck and started to cover her body while daddy mated with his daughter deeply. When the milk drooled down over her crotch and my dick got some on it before going in, I felt myself then slip in even deeper then I had gotten yet. That gave me an idea.
   I turned my child lover around until her back was to me. It felt good while I was still inside of her, but I thought it would twist my dick off too. Then I lay back with her on top and facing upwards. I told Angie to cover us with all of her milk, making sure to be liberal where we were joined.
   Then Angie grabbed both breasts and squeezed. Two streams shot strait outwards and it took a moment to aim at us. Then warm milk from both tits started to cover us quickly. Everything became slick in moments and I held Q's waist to help me thrust into her while Angie then soaked my dick as it came part way out, then back in again.
   I became slick inside of my little girl and could suddenly really fuck into her. I reached up with a hand to aim her little face towards mine so that I could kiss her slack and noisy mouth. I couldn't hold her sweet face for long as she started to slip over to the side and I needed to hold her right in the middle.
   Angie concentrated on our genitals and I think she was getting off on just watching me stretch her wide and slide so much of myself deeply into her. Then she turned and got over us on all fours while bringing a hand to squeeze milk over our hungry mouths. I got milk into my eyes and I'm sure Q did too. Everything went fuzzy then and I became more aware of the feeling of our bodies together. Q did too, I'm sure of it.
   Then Angie reached down and grabbed herself before laying on top of us both. She came and I was about to cum too. Angie kissed Q deeply while my tongue was still part way in there too, and then Q came hard. It was like nothing she had ever done before.
   Q stiffened and arched her back hard, forcing her butt down on to me and making me go so deep into her, that I thought I would feel her heart beating against my dick. Then she jerked hard every couple of seconds and I suddenly came real hard from everything too.
   The three of us, mother, father, and daughter all came together in a wet family orgy of intense sex and love.
   We held ourselves together that way for long after we were done.
   I looked up and saw Gwen sitting there, forgotten. She looked sad. I smiled and dragged her over to us.
   We would have to do it all again with her.
   I wouldn't want her to be left out.

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