Lisa's Chronicles Book 1 by 7.92x57 (Fg, Mg, MMMg, beast rp, beast, tort,
scat)
Available at http://www.asstr.org/~792x57/
FIRST things first I guess. This is an erotic written for the
enjoyment of consenting adults. If you are not consenting don't read it
(now that made a lot of sense). If you are not an adult don't read it.
This contains pedophilia, bestiality and as well as elements
of bsdm. If this offends you or violates your personal moral code DON'T
READ IT.
SECOND: While I have the soapbox I want to say something about the
nature of fantasy. That is what this is FANTASY. I do not condone
or agree with the activities portrayed in this story. The central adult
character, Lisa, abuses her child physically, sexually and emotionally for
her own sexual gratification. Lisa is SICK (I don't like her very much).
Anyone in real life who harms a child deserves to be castrated then shot.
That said, what is harm? Is a consenting, loving, sexual relationship
between a child and an adult harmful? If done with care it is not
physically harmful but there are other kinds of harm. Is it emotionally
harmful? Perhaps, perhaps not, in actuality it probably varies case by
case. Children don't have labels, there is no tag that says 'I can handle
sex'. So for that reason alone caring adults should not consider a sexual
relationship with a child (uncaring adults are going to do as they damn
well please).
THIRD: Now I wish to speak on incest. I have no problem on a moral
level with incest. I even consider the idea erotic (go figure) on an
abstract level. I only have problems with is when it involves an
adult and a child. The adult whether he/she be a parent or uncle/aunt or
whatever is in a position of authority over the child. That brings in the
possibility of coercion. Even if this is not intended there will be an
element of it there just because of the authority position. Most children
want to please their parents. A child that is subject to sexual advances
by a parent may acquiesce even if this is not something they wish to do. I
would have the same problem if the adult were a teacher or a principle.
Other than that I have no problems with incest. If a and want to play around under the sheets, as long as certain precautions are
taken, more power to them.
LAST: I want to speak on the nature of eroticism. This is in two parts,
the first ties in with the nature of fantasy above. I find many things
erotic in literature, these include, pedophilia, incest, bestiality,
torture, rape, water sports etc... Very few of these things would I find
erotic if I was a participant. Let me state that again, not only would I
not do them (for moral reasons) but the thought of actually doing them
turns me off like a light. Curious, I enjoy reading about them but the
thought of doing them is repellant. Now for the second part, I have for
many years read erotic stories, starting with filched copies of Penthouse
Letters as a teenager then downloading them from BBS's and finally the
internet. I have found many, many erotic that I have enjoyed
immensely. I have also found a great deal of duds. To be erotic a needs several things. It has to be believable both in the setting and the
actions/reactions of the participants. A where a child walks into a
pool hall, raises her dress and takes on everybody in the place would not
be erotic for me no matter how hot the sex, because I would not believe it.
A has to be descriptive. Adjectives and adverbs are important.
Don't tell me that Jane dropped to her knees and fucked the dog. Tell me
what she feels, what she says, how she moves. Don't tell me a child is
cute. Describe her, what is her skin tone, what color are her eyes, her
hair? How soft is her skin? What is she thinking?
Lisa Seeles sighed as she modeled before the mirror. At 33 she still
had a body that any would drool over. Certainly on her infrequent
trips into town there was no lack of appreciative glances tossed her way.
At 5'3'' and 95 pounds she was not tall but she was perfectly in
proportion. Platinum hair framed a face that still qualified as
ravishing. A slender neck led to smooth tanned shoulders and a pair of
perky 32-inch that still stood proudly up without need of a bra.
Her stomach was flat with just a hint of muscle moving beneath the thin
layer of subcutaneous fat that made women so delightfully soft. Her hips
flared invitingly into a heart shaped ass and a pair of smooth, long legs
that seemed to go on forever. Her delightful was surmounted by a
carefully trimmed bush of the same platinum as that on her head.
She sighed again as she twisted and turned, "nothing wrong with the
package" she decided. The problem was that she was the only one who ever
got to unwrap it. At twenty-four Lisa had met and Paul Seeles
after a brief passionate courtship. He had been a rancher ten years her
senior but handsome and strongly built. Lisa had taken to life on
Paul's remote spread like a fish to water, quickly taking over the ranches
small side operation of breeding dogs for hunting and show.
Camelot it had seemed and so it was but it had come to a fiery end just
three years before. Their only child, Kaley had just turned two the day
before a state police car had made its somber way up the mile long gravel
drive. Paul had been returning from a cattle show late at night. A long
drizzling rain had made the roads treacherous. When he had called earlier
in the afternoon he had indicated that he would stop for the evening and
finish the drive in the morning. He had apparently changed his mind and
tried to drive on in. Fatigue was a decisive factor the police decided.
The heavy trailer with three prime breeding bulls aboard had begun to
fishtail according to witnesses. Instead of slowing or tapping the trailer
brakes to pull it into line the driver had done the worst possible thing;
he'd tried to counter-steer to cancel the swaying. This had only
exaggerated the problem, on the wet road it had taken little for the
swaying trailers tires to give up their grip. The trailer had jackknifed,
swinging the Suburban tow vehicle across the centerline of the narrow state
two-lane like a weight on a string. The driver of semi loaded with new
farm tractors had barely had time to blink before his cab rose skyward as
the sturdy suv was rolled over and crushed beneath his tractor.
No one knew if Paul was alive at that point, the painfully shy state
trooper had tried to reassure her that he wasn't. It didn't matter. As
the stunned semi driver had slithered down from his cab and other witnesses
pulled to the side of the road to render aid the Suburban's long range
tanks, installed by Paul himself from a mail order parts house just weeks
before, had burst into flames. So fierce was the fire that the
semi-tractor was consumed as well.
Stunned Lisa had listened numbly as a legion of lawyers had led her
through the minutiae of death. Paul had made sure she and Kaley would be
provided for in case the worst occurred. The ranch, all 600 acres of it
was deeded to her and paid off in full by several insurance policies.
Three more policies provided generous trust funds for her and Kaley as well
as providing nearly a half million in cash. Neither Lisa nor her now
fatherless would ever need worry about money again.
She had sunk into despair after the accident; her lover and best friend
had suddenly been snatched from her. Despair was only to be expected. It
was Kaley that had drawn her back. The toddler had grieved as a child does
when she learned that daddy wasn't coming home, intensely but briefly,
within days she had sprang back and grudgingly as the weeks then months
passed she had drug her along with her.
Lisa had sold the cattle and laid off the hands, each of the latter were
given good references and a generous severance package. She kept the small
dog-breeding operation. The money it produced was trivial next to what the
trust fund provided but she enjoyed working with the and it gave
her something to invest her energy in.
She had let a year pass before tentatively moving back into the dating
scene. Living thirty miles the backside of nowhere with a three-year-old
daughter had complicated things but she had managed, only to find only
disappointments the only reward for her efforts. She was looking for a
friend and for her daughter. Her suitor's were either looking for a
quick piece of tail or a chunk of the money that Paul had thoughtfully left
behind. After six months she had given up in disgust. Since then she had
devoted herself to Kaley and her dogs. Fingers and a carefully vibrator took care of the occasional baser urge.
She was sorting laundry upstairs when a shriek from below sent laundry
and basket flying in different directions. A thousand scenarios of
disaster flew through her mind as she charged down the polished oak runners
but none prepared her for what she found when she finally reached the
bottom.
Kaley, her five-year-old was on hands and knees on the oriental
rug that adorned the bare wood of the entrance hall. The child's short
dress had been rucked up over her back clearly displaying her lack of
panties. That fact in itself was not remarkable the often forgot to
put them back on again after going to the potty. What made the situation
unusual was the large black Dane, the 'Rooster', that had his
nose shoved up the pre-teen's dress and was avidly licking at the child's
exposed charms.
Lisa's first reaction was to run forward and yank the filthy off
of her baby. She actually took two halting steps before stopping. Despite
Kaley's continued whimpering the was not harming her and Lisa could not
deny the sudden tingle in her own neglected cunt. She pulled back to the
cover of the stairs and snaked her hand up her dress. Her fingers quickly
found her moistening and began their magic dance through the cotton
of her panties.
For some minutes Rooster pillaged the child's and ass, Kaley's
whimpers died off to a low cooing punctuated by and occasional yelp when
the big caught her tiny clit or cuntlip with a tooth. During this
time Lisa continued to masturbate, finally yanking her aside to go
at her bare pussy.
Suddenly Rooster withdrew; Lisa had not yet and was a little
disappointed. That changed in the next instant when the threw himself
on Kaley's back and prepared to mount. Lisa was up in an instant again
prepared to rescue her but again she halted before reaching the
scene. The burning in her had become an inferno at the perverse
thought of Rooster fucking her daughter. Motherhood warred with arousal
and locked her in stasis.
Rooster decided the issue himself, still unaware of his mistress's
presence he continued to root around, desperately trying to find a place to
stick the aroused pole that his cock had become. It had elongated to
seven angry inches while he had eaten the child now it wanted
satisfaction. He thrust and wiggled to no avail then his victim came to
his aid. Kaley had decided to try and get away, in preparation she rose
off her knees to try and gather her feet. This act put her immature
dog-spit wet at just the right height. The tip of Rooster's
impressive cock just barely penetrated between the child's lips as soon as
he felt it the gave a little surge, like a fisherman setting his hook,
and sent almost an inch of horny dick into the pre-teens unsullied cuntlet.
Kaley screamed as if being disemboweled.
Lisa had finally started forward when it looked like Kaley would
extricate herself. Her hands were reaching for the dog's sleek black back
when he finally found his target. At Kaley's scream Lisa halted hand
outstretched. She screamed at herself, ordering her hands to move but
nothing happened. Rooster pulled out slightly and the arched his back.
Lisa recognized the action he was preparing for the decisive plunge. Again
she tried to move but it seemed she was locked in immobility.
Rooster surged forward like a coiled spring, in an instant the rapists
cock surged three inched into Kaley's tiny cunt, destroying her hymen
forever. Another jerk and then another and Rooster's whole cock was
encased in a tight wet vise. He howled in delight. For her part Kaley
didn't make a sound, the child was in shock, unable to draw a breath as the
massive invader tore into her pussy. She gasped and gaped as the withdrew and rammed in again.
Lisa finally was finally able to move but to her horror she went
backward not forward. A part of her tried to rationalize, Kaley's
virginity was gone, there was no great harm to letting the finish. She
knew it was a sham however and raged at her own weakness as she retreated
to the stairs and knelt. Her was now a sopping mass; she pulled her
panties aside so violently she tore one leg out of the sodden garment.
With here ruined hanging around one leg Lisa Seeles settled down to
watch the rape her five-year-old daughter, both hands busy on
her hot wet pussy.
Rooster picked up the pace, fucking like only a did, his jackhammer
thrusts shaking the child under him while her not yet ripe quailed at
the friction of his cock. Kaley finally found her voice, a scream was
followed by several pitiful sobs, "Mommy!" she called before trailing off
into another gurgling sob, "Mommy!"
Far from returning motherhood to the fore the cries just inflamed Lisa
more. Her lubricated left hand snaked toward her asshole while her
right was a blur on her dripping cunt. Her eyes never left the perverse
scene before her. "Rape her Rooster", she mumbled under her breath, "tear
her little up, fuck her to death." Her own ranting stoked her fires
higher and she shoved three fingers into her and began to saw them in
and out.
Rooster was in the stretch. His aching balls were rumbling as he fucked
the child faster. His knot inflated and began to bang for entrance but the
pre-schooler's was just too small. The child's flawless round butt
cheeks jiggled appealingly as the huge continued his assault. Seeing
their creamy perfection scraped and battered by the beast's hairy belly
only pushed Lisa's passion to new heights. She shoved a finger up her ass
and stuffed a fourth into her passion inflamed cunt.
Abruptly Rooster rammed his cock to full depth and went rigid. His
balls exploded and his watery spewed from his deeply buried prick to
hose the child's burning passage. Surprised at the surprisingly soothing
sensation of the hot slime flooding the depths of her abused pussy, Kaley
halted in mid wail. Her screams dropped to low whimpers as the continued to empty his seed into her. Her tiny, tightly packed soon
could hold no more, sperm backed up and began to run from the juncture
of her tightly sealed, bald cuntlips and her rapists throbbing prick. The
normally clear fluid had been tinted by Kaley's virginal blood.
Seeing Rooster cumming in her sent Lisa over the edge, bright
colors invaded her vision and blackness closed in around the edges as the
most powerful orgasm she had ever experienced exploded over her. The cream
flowed from her like water, gathering in a slimy aromatic puddle on
the floor and coursing down her shapely legs. The last thing she saw
before the thunderous stole her sight was Roosters abundant pouring from her darling daughters fucked out as Rooster withdrew
with a wet pop.
When she came to her senses a moment later the was curled at her
feet lazily licking his shrinking cock. Fearfully she looked up but Kaley
had dropped to her stomach in exhaustion with her legs slightly spread and
her cute little buns and darling still fully exposed, tinged
spunk still trickled from her now sealed slit. Thankfully she had not seen
her in such a compromising position
Lisa stepped out of her ruined and used them to wipe her slick
thighs then dropped the sodden mass into her denim mini's front pocket then
stepping over the preoccupied Rooster she approached her softly crying
daughter.
"Kaley darling what's wrong?" She knelt by the exhausted girl, her voice
holding nothing but motherly concern. "Are you okay?" One had smoothed the
child's sweaty hair while the other dropped of its own accord to the tiny
rounded ass. The smooth skin of reddened butt cheek felt like velvet under
her touch. One finger idly traced the pre-schooler's crack.
If Kaley noticed her mother's liberty's she didn't show it. She twisted
around and shot into her mother's arms. "Mommy, Rooster me!", she
wailed, burying her tear streaked face in her mother's arms. Lisa stroked
her child's hair. "There, there baby", she cooed, "did he bite you?" "No",
Kaley sniffled. "Did he scratch you?" "No." Lisa pulled her up
and pushed her gently to arms length. "Then what did he do baby?" The tiny
child's angelic face dropped downward, her cheeks reddening. "He licked
me, then..then" she drew a deep shuddering breath, "then he poked his thing
in me."
Lisa tugged her daughter's face up so their eyes met. "Show me where
baby." Slowly Kaley tugged up her dress until her until recently virgin
pussy was exposed to her mother's gaze. The smoothly rounded lips, so like
a tiny butt were reddened and glistened wetly under a layer of slime. "There mommy." Lisa slid her hand down her daughter's smooth thigh
and then gently crossed over to caress the abused with one finger,
"Poor baby, does it hurt?" The five-year-old nodded gravely, "It burns."
Lisa stood, scooping her into her arms her hand sliding beneath
the short little dress to cup the child's bare bottom. "Well, we'll
make it better. I think a hot bath and then a nice soothing salve will
help a lot. Then I'll have a talk with that bad dog." There was no sign of
Rooster as Lisa stepped over the cooling puddle of her own and mounted
the stairs. All the way to the master bath her hand continued to take
liberties with her daughters smooth round butt.
She filled the tub and then pulled off Kaley's dress, pausing for a
moment to admire her darling daughter's nakedness. Her recently sated
pussy gave a twinge as her gaze traveled down her baby's violated body.
Rooster's claws had reddened Kaley's chest as he had scrabbled for a hold
but the fabric of the child's dress had prevented any actual scratching.
She seated the child in the hot tub; Kaley winced as the water stung her
abused pussy.
Lisa reached for the soap but then inspiration struck and she grabbed
the shampoo instead. "Let's do your hair first baby." It was a reversal of
Kaley's normal bath order but she made no objection. Lisa wet her
daughter's head and then poured on a generous dollop of shampoo, much more
than she would normally use. Soon a lather was building as she
worked the suds, cascading down Kaley's neck and face. As was her habit
the child clenched her eyes tightly shut. The shampoo stung her sensitive
eyes badly and she would not re-open them until she was thoroughly rinsed.
Lisa finished washing the girl's hair and then for good measure scrubbed
her ears and face with the suds. "Stand up baby." "Aren't you going to
rinse my hair mommy?" "Not yet baby, let me wash the rest of you then I'll
rinse you all at once." It was another departure from routine but again
Kaley made no protest.
Once the dripping child was standing Lisa took up the soap and began
lathering her upper body. She gently worked over the flat chest, both arms
and then the girl's smooth back. She then gently replaced the soap and
spoke softly. "Baby we've got to wash out where Rooster put his thing. We
need to make sure there are no germs." Kaley whimpered softly, "It's sore
mommy." "I know baby, I'll be gentle but we've got to get it clean. This
might feel a little funny." "Okay mommy", Kaley sniffed. Lisa retrieved a
stray scrunchy from the vanity then pulled her hair back severely and
secured it. Then she dropped prone and grasped her daughter's tiny perfect
ass with one hand and pulled her close. With her face still covered in
shampoo Lisa knew her would not open her eyes. Thus she would
never see her eating her freshly dog-fucked pussy.
Lisa leaned close, Kaley wasn't enough yet for her little to
have taken on the musky aroma of a pussy, but it there was something
over the smell of wet skin, a strange exotic spice. The smell of Roosters
cum. Being careful not to breathe on her daughter's sensitive cuntlet,
Lisa extended her tongue and traced the tiny slit from top to bottom. She
pulled back to breathe then darted forward again, this time using her
tongue to pry the delicate lips apart then pushing it slowly inside.
Several times she probed deep as Kaley whimpered from something that was
not pain then withdrew for another breath. In she went again, this time
swabbing the abused walls of the child's immature pussy. The taste of her
daughters sweet mixed with Rooster's to create a flavor that was
like ambrosia. Minutes passed as the the heady mixture from her
daughter's pussy. Several times she glanced up but Kaley's eyes were still
tightly closed.
Finally deciding she had pushed her luck far enough the took up the soap and finished her daughters bath. After rinsing she got
the out of the tub and toweled her dry, once darting in to kiss her
little ass as she knelt behind her, feverishly wishing she could find an
excuse to get her tongue up the little pink asshole that winked at her as
she padded the last of the water off the tiny frame.
After putting Kaley down for a much needed nap Lisa went to her own room
and fingered herself to a series of thundering orgasms, though none quite
as intense as the one only an hour of so before. "I watched a rape my
daughter", she thought. "I ate her sweet pussy. I kissed her little ass."
As each depraved thought thundered through her head she came again and
again.
The next three days were terrible for Lisa; guilt was now taking its
toll. She felt awful, lower than the lowest scum. She had taken advantage
of her own for her own perverted needs. What kind of filthy
excuse for a would do such a thing? During this time she kept Kaley
at arms length, baths were a clinical affair of minimal duration. Touching
was limited to brief pecks on the cheek and the occasional perfunctory hug.
Still despite her guilt and despite her vows to the contrary each night she
frigged herself to a mind-blowing orgasm before sleep took her.
Kaley seemed little altered by the event. She quickly made up with
Rooster and was soon romping through the house happily with the big in
pursuit. Though to Lisa's relief and shameful semi-disappointment the
child's former forgetful attitude about had vanished. Her little
charms were now constantly encased in demure white cotton.
On the fourth morning after the rape Lisa heard a commotion from the
living room and emerged from the kitchen to find that Rooster had again
knocked her down and was attempting to mount. Kaley's frustrated the attempt however and the gave up before Lisa could
intervene. Kaley sprang to her feet and shot her a brilliant smile
and went right back to her play, a barking Rooster in pursuit. Lisa
realized she was going to have to do something about that situation.
She did it that afternoon while Kaley was down for her nap. Three times
she entered the child's pink and white lace decorated room. Each time
self-doubt and shame drove her back. The fourth time perverted fantasies
won through and she began to rummage through the pink lacquered
dresser. It was summer, too hot for these things she told herself as she
removed every pair of from her daughters wardrobe. For good
measure she removed all shorts too, then going to the closet she pulled out
every dress that was more than mid-thigh length. She made her way to the
attic and locked the looted clothing in with the winter coats and blankets.
She was sweeping the next morning when Kaley appeared at the head of the
stairs, "Mommy, I don't have any panties!" Keeping her voice level and head
down Lisa replied with what she hoped was nonchalance. "I put them away
honey. It's really too hot for them right now." "But people might
see my butt." Lisa smiled up at her daughter, "there's nobody to see but me
baby." A tiny twinge of shame fought its way to the surface as she thought
of just how much she wanted to see her darling's butt. "Besides, I need
the room to hold your new clothes. I thought we'd go into town and get you
some new dresses." "Yippee", Kaley said, jumping into the air. Though only
five she already had a woman's full share of vanity when it came to her
wardrobe.
That afternoon with Kaley modestly dressed and a pair of the purloined
panties covering her little butt Lisa fired up the farm's seldom used truck
and they made the thirty-mile drive to Owensburg, the nearest town of any
size. They made a whirlwind circuit of the three clothiers the burg
boasted of. Lisa smiled as she let Kaley pick out a dozen new dresses of
any style she wanted, only shooting down those that failed to meet one
criteria. If Kaley noticed that none of her new outfits came to more than
a few inches below her crotch it wasn't evident. As Kaley emerged from the
dressing rooms to outfit after outfit, often twirling so her little
panties showed Lisa noticed more than one casting covert glances at the
display. A week ago that would have infuriated her. Now it only increased
the itch in an already itchy pussy.
When they left the last store Kaley insisted on wearing one of her new
outfits, a tiny dress of back velour that was not at all practical for the
summer heat. They had supper at a western themed steak house. Kaley sat
against the wall and happily munched her way through a junior meal with ice
cream for dessert. All though the meal she had sat with her legs partially
spread, the tiny dress had pulled up to put her crotch on plain display.
Her thin had been dampened by sweat during the long day and her
plump mons with its prominent slit was clearly evident. Lisa munched
through her meal pretending not to notice the display but she took every
opportunity to glance around the restaurant to see how many were taking
in the free show. She caught several and even one woman. All turned
away when she caught their eye.
They made the thirty-mile drive back to the ranch. Lisa bathed Kaley
and put her to bed then dug out her vibrator and attacked her sudsy pussy.
Only after three cums could she think clearly. She once again entered the
attic. She located a sturdily build case of some girth and opened it.
Inside rested various pieces of equipment, including a three remote setup that could be operated from a specially equipped laptop
computer. Paul had used these to film his bulls at cattle shows, more
recently she herself had taken to using it when she showed her dogs. She
ignored the remote equipment for now and pried a small handheld unit from
its foam compartment. She also took a fresh tape and the camera's charger
and the retraced her steps. Only after making sure the battery was
charging did she return to bed. She opted for fingers this time and let
the vibrator rest.
Guilt again reared its ugly head the next morning when Kaley appeared in
a blue jumper that was possibly even shorter than the black outfit she had
worn back from town. As she came down the stairs her horny got a
full view of her perfect little pussy. Lisa shoved the guilt aside; her
baby had taken no harm from events to date. So there was no reason to
think she wouldn't be fine in the future.
Kaley played inside that morning, her short dress pulling up no matter
how often she tugged it down, her delighted was treated to shot
after shot of her delicious ass and immature cunt. Lisa wore a short
sundress and had herself forgone panties. As morning wore toward afternoon
her hand kept creeping beneath the light fabric to churn her increasingly
wet pussy.
It was early afternoon; Kaley and Rooster were romping on the open-air
patio when Lisa again heard a shriek. She dropped the dust cloth she had
been wielding and dove for the dining alcove where she'd left the camera.
She yanked the battery from its charger and slammed it into the appliance
with fumbling fingers then crept toward the sliding glass door.
Kaley was bent over the seat of a padded lawn chair, her little dress
shoved almost to her armpits exposing most of her creamy back as well as
her round little ass and delightful little slit. Rooster held her pinned
with one paw while he licked away, this time the big was alternating
between the child's and asshole. Kaley shrieked but not as bad as
the first time.
The angle did not please Lisa; Kaley lay in such a way that if she
turned her head to the left she would see her mother. Lisa crept sideways
a dozen feet to clear the zone of danger before bringing the viewfinder to
her eye. She tested the then pulled the trigger and began to film her
daughter's second rape.
Rooster was really going at the child's holes. His tongue would first
lick at her for a few strokes then slip inside, the agile muscle
shoving the tightly closed little apart. Kaley yelped when this
occurred because generally one or more teeth got into the mix. After
ravaging the five year olds for a few moments Rooster would change
targets and send his large, wet tongue slithering over her asshole, he'd
lick at this a few strokes then curl his tongue and force it past her
sphincter. Kaley really yelled the first time this happened setting off a
sympathetic twinge in her mother's dripping cunt.
The was a good one with a 12-power zoom; Lisa sent it all the way
in till Kaley's stretched asshole stuffed with Rooster's probing tongue
filled the viewfinder. Thankfully the also had electronic
stabilization; Lisa was frigging herself so hard with her free hand that
the would have been useless otherwise.
She dropped the view briefly to capture several frames of the Danes
swelling prick. It had expanded all the way out of its hairy sheath and
hung throbbing, and angry beneath his belly. When she returned to the
oral action Rooster had attacked again. He'd pried Kaley's cuntlet
apart and shoved most of his tongue inside. Now he seemed to be trying to
follow with his whole snout. She zoomed in again; the child's whole left
lip was pried outward and trapped between the dog's sharp teeth. Lisa had
a vision of him actually biting through the tender lip and it sent a
firebolt sizzling around her own gushing twat. She shoved four fingers
into her cunt. "Bite through it boy", she mumbled in her passion, "bite
right through her little lip. Give her a doggy piercing."
To her disappointment Rooster did not do so, though from Kaley's yells
you would have thought he'd bit it off. The backed off then reared up
and mounted, his scrabbling claws actually pulling the girl's dress down a
little, though not enough to hide any of the show. Kaley tried to rise but
Rooster outweighed her three to one, she was going nowhere. Once in
position the began to root around trying to find the entrance to that
wonderful place he'd been before but the height just wasn't quite right.
He banged around futilely for nearly minute and seemed on the verge of
dismounting when Lisa intervened.
Setting the on an end table and zooming till Kaley's thighs and
bare ass filled the viewfinder she approached the mismatched pair.
Stroking Rooster to keep the from starting she dropped down behind
Kaley's tiny form and took Rooster's cock firmly in hand. She'd had to do
this often enough before, but this time the bitch was her own daughter.
Unable to resist she leaned forward and sent her tongue root deep into her
daughter's slimy pussy. She wiggled it around a little then bit the girl's
tiny clit. She was about to pull the forward but her baby's wriggling
asshole caught her eye. Stifling a moan she drove her tongue like a spear
past Kaley's sphincter. The muscle spasmed around her tongue, gathering
herself Lisa pushed deeper, feeling the little ring give as the broad blade
of her tongue pushed past. She ended with her wide spread lips sealed to
Kaley's butt and nearly two inches of tongue buried in her squirming
bowels.
Reluctantly, Lisa pulled her tongue from her daughters beautiful
asshole, noting that the ring took several seconds to reseal. Pulling
Rooster forward by the cock she pulled until the tip entered her daughters
soon to be sullied cunt. Sensing this was the place the shoved and
sent half his prick into the hot, tight sheath of Kaley's pussy. As he
began his first preliminary stroked Lisa dropped onto her butt, one hand
busy in her as she enjoyed this up close look; her daughter's
anguished wails only made it better.
As Rooster began to pound in earnest Lisa scrambled back to the camera.
She did her best to capture all of the action as Rooster enthusiastically
raped her daughter. As before the dog's knot simply wouldn't fit, once
inflated it banged bruisingly against her lips but the portal held. Lisa
zoomed in as the dog's huge balls slapped Kaley's mound just below her
slit. Kaley's cries had dropped to a dull whimper that issued forth in time
with the dog's thrusting prick. Lisa mauled her as she tried to hold
the steady. She wished she could get a finger up her ass but she
was one hand short.
She had a moment of panic as Rooster shifted to the right and drug the
impaled Kaley with him; she was caught square in her daughter's peripheral
vision and froze in shamed terror. Quickly however she noticed that her
child's tear streaming eyes were tightly closed. She eased out of the
danger zone and resumed filming and frigging.
The climax came suddenly. Rooster gave a low growl and then thrust
deep. The howled as his nuts burst sending his seed coursing into the
impaled five-year-old. Lisa could have easily gone over the edge herself
at that point and desperately wanted to, she would surely have lost control
of the however. Sacrificing her own she zoomed in on the
juncture of beast cock and immature, ravaged pussy. Through the viewfinder
she could actually see Rooster's cock pulse as he delivered his hot, slimy
load. spurted from Kaley's chubby lipped and pooled on the
nylon covered chair cushion before dripping to the floor.
Rooster gave one last low growl and then began to back out. Lisa backed
toward the door even as she kept the focused and zoomed in closer.
The dog's cock pulled free with a low, wet pop followed by a river of cum. Kaley's gaped open for a moment before the lips began to
reluctantly seal. Lisa dropped to her knees' and pushed the to its
limits, for a brief moment the looked right up the gushing
little pussy. Not wanting to be caught she stopped taping a few seconds
later and made her exit before Kaley recovered.
She went straight upstairs. Placing the on her dresser, she
threw herself onto the bed and attacked her and asshole, grunting like
an gone wild as she climbed toward orgasm. Higher and higher she
climbed. The walls closed in as she mauled her and asshole, the
whole world shrunk to those two sopping openings. Even Kaley's tearful cry
of "mommy" from the base of the stairs only added fuel to the conflagration
raging in her pussy. She had left the bedroom door standing wide open, if
Kaley climbed the stairs she would find her fucking herself with
both hands after she had just been assaulted a second time by the dog. That thought pushed her over the edge, her breath gushed out as she
crashed into the orgasmic abyss.
She was in fact almost caught. She came back to herself just in time to
hear the last footsteps as Kaley climbed the stairs. She rolled off the
bed and yanked down her dress, she threw a glance at the foot wide wet spot
plainly obvious on her now wrinkled bed but had no time to do anything
about it for her chose that moment to appear in the doorway.
Kaley sniffled and wiped her tearful eyes on one sleeve of her now
wrinkled new dress. "Mommy, can I start wearing again?" Lisa
thought fast, "I told you it was too hot honey....", she stopped as if a
thought had just occurred to her. "Did Rooster you again?" Kaley
nodded sadly. "That damned dog, I swear I'll put him down if it happens
one more time." Kaley looked puzzled, "What is put down?" "I'll have to
shoot him honey, like we did with that retriever that got run over by the
truck." Kaley had cried days after that despite wounds that even a then
four-year-old Kaley knew were fatal. The child's face screwed up and she
began to cry in earnest. "No mommy, don't shoot Rooster?" Despite the
attacks Kaley still dearly loved the big animal. Lisa took two steps,
knelt and pulled the trembling to her. "Okay baby if you don't want
me too I won't." The child's defense of her rapist went far to convince
Lisa that the attacks were causing little real harm they had also served a
second purpose, tabling the question of for now. Her awakening
conscience shuddered and withdrew under a renewed of desire as she
eased her right hand under Kaley's dress and palmed the smooth little ass. Wetness in the child's crack deserved investigation. Lisa rocked her
daughter as she rubbed slimy into those delightful cheeks. She
finally pulled free and kissed her on the nose eliciting a
delighted giggle from the recipient. "I'd say somebody needs a bath then
we'll go for a picnic at the creek, sound good." Kaley gave an enthusiastic
nod then hand and hand and made their way to the bath.
Once again Lisa shampooed Kaley's hair first then left the lather on as
she worked her way down the child's body. "I'm going to wash inside honey
like last time okay?" "Okay mommy". There was no trepidation in the voice;
there might even have been a hint of eagerness. Making sure her hair was
pulled back Lisa gently leaned in and lightly swabbed Kaley's beautiful
pussy with her tongue. Taking care to avoid any other telltale contact
between her head and Kaley's body she pushed inside. As before the taste
of baby mixed with had a powerful effect, her own gave
a twinge and began to lubricate heavily as she ate her daughters sweet,
immature cunt. She stopped before she would have liked and took up the
soap again. Finishing the front she gently turned Kaley around.
The sight of that perfect little ass just inches from her nose caused a
renewed flow from her insatiable twat. She debated with herself then
spoke, "I'm going to make sure your back is clean to baby, okay."
Kaley giggled, "Rooster didn't do anything there mommy." Lisa's again
twinged at that thought, it might need looking into. "Well we need to
clean it anyway okay?" "Okay mommy." Lisa jammed a hand up her dress as she
pulled Kaley to her with the other. Bringing her nose close she inhaled
the scent of wet little butt then gently kissed each delightful cheek.
Reluctantly pulling her slick hand from under her dress she used both
to gently pull those soft cheeks apart. She nearly swooned as her
pre-school daughter's perfect little asshole appeared only an inch from her
nose. She leaned in and planted a gentle kiss on the tiny ring then sent
her tongue out to bathe it in hot saliva. Ever so gently she pushed till
the little muscle relented and the tip of her tongue entered her baby's
delightful ass. She didn't dare push deep as she had while the child was
preoccupied by her coming rape but was content to gently rim the for
several minutes.
After her bath Kaley was excited about the promised picnic but her
mother had a very needful chore to perform. Setting the little to
gathering supplies she slipped back upstairs and in a few thunderous
minutes mauled her into submission. When she had finished the wet
spot was nearly a yard across.
Lisa saddled Ranger, her big roan mare and then the little pony Kaley
had christened 'Barney' after a certain purple dinosaur. They mounted and
were off, Rooster sped ahead barking as if urging the horses to keep up.
He was answered by a not very melodious baying from the kennel as several
dozen dogs announced their desire to join the outing.
They made the creek in less than fifteen minutes. Lisa pulled the
saddles from the mounts and set them to grazing beneath a big willow while
Kaley romped onto the slick stones above the little pool they used for
swimming. Lisa finished the chore and returned to find Kaley morosely
staring at the cool, shaded pool. "What's wrong baby?" "I forgot my
bathing suit." Lisa knelt, "Come here honey." Kaley carefully made her way
to shore over the slick stones. Lisa pulled her in and kissed her forehead
than grasped the hem of the child's dress, this one an garment, and
pulled it off before Kaley could protest. "There, now you can swim." Kaley
stared at her with all the indignation a five-year-old could muster,
"naked!" "Sure baby, there's no one around to see." As if to prove it she
shucked out of her own tee and ragged cutoffs. She wore a rather
conservative yellow one-piece beneath but this followed the outer garments.
Nude, Lisa took her equally bare daughters hand and led her into the cool
water.
They romped joyfully for several hours. Lisa took no new liberties with
her daughter, settling for flashes of bare flesh and the occasional caress
of the privates as they splashed and played. Finally Kaley held up one
hand, "I'm getting wrinkly." The exited the water and toweled dry then
attacked the basket Kaley had packed. Lisa soon discovered the folly of
letting her pick the victuals, wet or no. The girl's idea
of a perfect picnic consisted of hohos and chocolate milk with twinkies
thrown in for desert. Kaley grinned mischievously at her mother's grimace.
"You told me to pack what I wanted."
Once back at the house Lisa gave Kaley another bath, this time with no
elaborations then deposited the child in front of the with a Teletubbies
tape then wearily climbed the stairs and drew her own bath. As she soaked
she thought idly back to the last several days and then lowered her
defenses and let the guilt in. To her surprise their was very little of
it. To the contrary she felt more excited and alive than she had since
Paul's death. Sexually frustrated she had searched in vain for the
fulfillment and stimulation she needed in the arms of a dozen and then
she had found it right here at home. She took the soap and lathered up her
still sated then on impulse reached for a razor. When she had made
the last swipe she was as bald as her daughter. Idly fingering her bare
pussy Lisa vowed that as long as Kaley came to no lasting harm she would
ride this exciting new diversion as far as it would go. As she soaped the
rest of her lush body a thousand scenarios played through her horny mind.
She would try them all and damn the guilt.
The tape was still playing as Lisa descended the stairs. Careful not to
bang the door she slipped out the door and made her way to the kennel. The
dogs began baying enthusiastically at her approach but she ignored them and
took a key from her pocket. She entered the feed room and unlocked the
drug cabinet. She quickly found the bottle she wanted then closed
everything up and made her way back to the house.
In the kitchen she set water to boiling then took down two mugs, she
poured a pouch of instant cocoa into each but her daughter's got an extra
spice. Reading the label on the bottle for dosages she tapped out two of
the little white pills and carefully crushed them into one of the mugs.
The drugs she had were veterinary in nature but would work equally well on
humans. Both she and Kaley had used antibiotics meant for the dogs to get
over a bad bug during the winter. Her doctor might not have approved but
then he wasn't thirty miles from town with two feet of wet snow on the
roads.
She poured the steaming water into both mugs then stirred them
thoroughly, before placing them on a tray she took a tiny sip of Kaley's.
There was perhaps a trace of bitterness but it was hardly noticeable.
Kaley clapped her little hands' in glee when she spied her mother's
burden. The credits were rolling so Lisa put another tape in then the two
curled of the sofa and sipped their hot drinks. Lisa had been very careful
to make sure her got the right mug. Within fifteen minutes Kaley
was nodding, the powerful sedative had done its work. Lisa pried the now
empty mug from her fingers. "Bedtime baby, let's get you tucked in." It
was all she could do to get the up the stairs. Once they reached the
child's bedroom Lisa pulled off her daughter's dress and began to rummage
in her dresser for pajamas. She was only just in time to reach back and
catch the child as she started to topple. To hell with the pajamas she
thought, Kaley was too far-gone to notice and she'd just have to remove
them for the night's festivities. Picking up the naked she placed her
face down on the bed.
Downstairs Lisa rummaged through the house for the items her imagination
had shown her in the tub her newly bald was dripping before she
finished. Re-climbing the stairs she detoured to her own room to strip and
retrieve the camera. She had not put the battery back on the charger but
the indicator showed good, there was plenty of tape left too. A rummage
through the closet revealed an tri-pod, she pulled it out then carried
her burdens to her daughter's bedroom.
Her first order of business was to make sure her was all right.
She checked the child's breathing and pulse. Both were fine. That done
she tried to rouse the tiny form, she got not even a grunt for her
troubles. Satisfied, Lisa set up the tripod and mounted the camera. She
focused on the bed and then zoomed in until Kaley's still form filled the
viewfinder then locked down the trigger and started taping.
Back beside her daughter's bed Lisa was at first at a loss what to do
first. So many ideas passed through her head that she just stood for a
minute of so. Well, first things first she decided, she had yet to taste
any of Kaley's little charms to the extent she wanted. Dropping to her
knees' Lisa pulled those tiny, perfect legs apart and attacked her child's
lovely ass. She kissed the soft little cheeks; not the chaste little pecks
she had stolen before but wide, wet kisses with plenty of tongue contact.
She and pulled little mounds of soft cheek into her mouth, then bit
them hard enough to leave marks before releasing them to move on. Minutes
later Kaley's little but glistened under a layer of saliva and teeth marks
marred the smooth flesh everywhere.
Lisa detoured to the long enough to in for several seconds
of that fantastic sight then reset the instrument and returned to the
bedside. This time she went straight for her darling's enticing but crack.
Extending her tongue she licked from the small of the child's back to her
puckered asshole then retraced the path. Unable to wait any longer she
pulled the little cheeks apart to reveal the prize, she let the stare at the little ring for a moment then dove in tongue first.
With no need to worry about being noticed Lisa dug for gold. She shoved
her tongue deep into the little asshole and fluttered it about. Trying for
more penetration she pulled Kaley's cheeks wide and shoved her whole face
into the child's stretched crack. The tight opening at her buried
tongue as pulled out and then shoved in again. She pushed in till the wide
blade of her tongue stretched Kaley's sphincter wide then pulled out and
stared as the slowly closed. She feasted on delicious pre-school ass
for another moment then rolled Kaley up onto her side. Lifting one of the
girls legs she shoved her face into the child's perfect little and
gently flutter kissed it for an instant before delving inside. She ate
cuntlet like a madwoman, slobbering and burrowing deep. Pulling, out she
took one lip and then the other into her mouth, chewing them until both
were and dimpled by deep teeth marks. She captured the immature little
clitoris between her upper and lower canines and pulled the little organ
until it stretched alarmingly. She wanted to crush it between her molars'
but couldn't get it that far into her mouth so she settled for nipping with
her front teeth till it was and throbbing.
Reluctantly Lisa pulled back after fifteen minutes of snacking on her
daughters delights. She would have been content to spend hours at that
task but the sedative wouldn't last forever and there was so much else to
do.
She felt a returning twinge of guilt as she reached for the kit she had
gathered downstairs but her raging hormones stomped it down, besides she
told herself, no permanent harm would be done. Kaley would be a little
sore tomorrow but the wounds would heal.
First came the straight pins. Lisa had an assortment she normally used
for sewing; they had multicolored plastic bead heads. Excitedly she opened
the box and selected one. Grasping Kaley's right lip she drove the
sharp implement completely through with a single thrust. She took another
pin and similarly impaled the left lip. Alternating right and left she
began to turn her daughters tiny into a pincushion. She varied her
technique as she went, sometimes jabbing the pin in with a single thrust,
sometimes going slowly, almost drilling the point through that tender
flesh.
When Lisa finally rocked back onto her heels over twenty pins were
sticking from Kaley's abused little cuntlet. They fanned out like a
perverse bouquet. Lisa went back to the and zoomed to capture a
close up of her work.
She removed the pins then leaned in and licked up the blood that had
trickled from a number of the tiny wounds. Putting away the pins she
grabbed another item from her kit. The cigarettes had been Paul's and were
over three years old. She nearly gagged, as she had to puff to light the
rancid weed. She took several pulls then blew on the end to make a nice
hot cherry before rolling Kaley back onto her tummy. She caressed the
sweet unmarred little ass for a long moment then went to work. Her spasmed as she pushed the hot coal hard enough into one tender cheek to
dimple the flesh, she held it for a long second and moved to the other
cheek. Back and forth she went, burning and marring that perfect little
ass. Sometimes she only held the coal to Kaley's butt for a second, other
times she held it till she smelled burning flesh. When the cigarette
burned low she pulled those little cheeks apart and crushed the butt out in
Kaley's asshole.
She leaned back onto her heels and using both hands frigged herself to a
thunderous and wet orgasm as smoke from the still smoldering cigarette
curled lazily up between Kaley's tiny scarred cheeks. She recovered in
time to the in on that tiny plume before it finally gutted out.
Setting the back onto automatic she made her way back to the bed
and regarded her handiwork for a second. She searched for guilt but there
was none there. With her starting to itch again she lit another of
the cigarettes and pulled Kaley over onto her back.
This time the child's pooching, pin pricked was the target. As the
camera silently watched she attacked that darling with a will. No
portion of those oh so cute little lips were spared as she repeatedly
brought the hot tip of the cigarette jabbing in. The smell of burning
cuntlet mixed with the perfume of Lisa's own drooling cunt. The second
cigarette burned low, she puffed on it till it had a large cherry then
pried Kaley's burned little lips apart and shoved the whole thing
inside.
She zoomed the in on the smoke oozing from Kaley's ruined then fumbled through her kit. She came up with an unopened package of
fishing hooks; the type that already had about 18 inches of monofiliment
line attached to each hook. She tore at the shrink-wrap with her teeth as
she watched the smoke rise from inside her daughter's cunt.
Extracting two hooks from the package she again approached the bed.
Being sure not to block the camera's view she grasped the five-year-olds
tortured left lip and pulled the barbed hook through it in a single
tug. She then pulled the leader tight, wrapped it around Kaley's leg and
tied it off. The right lip received the same treatment. Gently she
grasped Kaley by the knees and pulled her smooth little legs wide. Kaley's
immature, pockmarked gaped open like the mouth of a fish revealing
the pristine pink treasure inside, along with one burned out cigarette
butt. Blood oozed from the hook punctures as the flesh tore slightly.
She removed the burned out cigarette. It had dried out and cooked a
quarter inch square patch of inner pussy. She fingered the damage for a
second then retrieved her pins. Like a matador spearing a bull she plunged
pin after pin into the pink perfection of her daughter's inner cunt. The
final pin she shoved completely through the tiny clit.
She lit a third cigarette as she studied her handiwork. Her own was begging for attention but she ignored it for them moment. The clock
was ticking and she wanted to make the best use of the time remaining. She
grasped the bead plastic head of the pin protruding from the
five-year-old's skewered clit. Using it as a handle she twisted and
rotated the little nubbin of flesh as she burned it savagely with the
cigarette.
Next she moved inside. There were over 50 pins impaling the interior of
the child's tiny but there were still a few places where the glowing
tip of the questing cigarette would fit. Lisa found them all. The
ambrosia stink of burning cuntlet filled the air and sent slimy lube running down Lisa's legs.
She paused to move the closer then zoomed it in on the
pre-schooler's abused little then went back to work with the
cigarette. She burned every place she had been before then found a few new
ones. Finally the third cigarette burned low. She again grabbed the pin
impaling the little clit and slowly ground the butt out on top of the
little nubbin.
She didn't have much time left on the sedative so she set about cleaning
up. The pins were pulled from the ravaged little then she rolled the
child slightly and dug the cigarette butt from her little pink asshole.
After putting her things away and moving the kit into the hall she took the
camera from the tripod and moved back to the bed. Lovingly she chronicled
the damage done to Kaley's little body. She rolled the child onto her
stomach and panned slowly over the abused little ass. The burns had
already started to blister. On impulse she drew back her hand and slapped
Kaley's little right cheek hard. The whole little ass jiggled and an angry
handprint remained behind.
She rolled the child onto her back; her breath caught when the still
tied open little gaped wide as Kaley's leg's flopped open. The
wounds where the hooks pierced the little lips tore slightly more.
She panned across the wrecked then zoomed in on the ruined interior.
She put the back on its tripod and checked the time. She still
had thirty good minutes before Kaley could conceivably awake. That was
enough for a damn good cum. Quickly she knelt beside the bed, grabbing a
leg she flipped Kaley back onto her stomach and dove face first between the
blistered little cheeks. At first the child's sphincter resisted but then
it slowly gave way allowing Lisa's tongue access to the hot dry chute of
her tiny daughter's delicious little butthole. With one hand on her own
burning and the other fluttering over her own ass she slowly shoved
her tongue to its wide bladed root in the tight little ass. After long
minutes she reluctantly pulled her tongue from the little butt and
rolled the child onto her back.
With three fingers in her own and one in her ass she dined on
splayed open baby pussy. With the hooks still firmly bedded she could get
deeper than ever before. She shoved her face into the pinkness and sent
her tongue deep into Kaley's pussy. She had withdrawn and was biting
Kaley's roasted little clit when she came in a series of thunderous orgasms
the last of which stole her vision and left her teetering on the edge of
consciousness.
When she had returned to Earth, Lisa went out to her kit and retrieved a
small pair of snips. She came back in and was preparing to snip the barbs
from the fishhooks in Kaley's twat when a cramp from her bowels stopped
her. She started for the bathroom and then stopped. A last perverse
thought surfaced from the depths of her mind, a perfect, perverse,
perverted cap for the night's activities. Pulling Kaley till her knees'
hung over the edge of the bed, Lisa lined her ass up over the still spread
little cuntlet then knelt. She glanced up to make sure she was not
blocking the then dropped her gaze to between her legs. With an oh
so gentle push, Lisa began to shit into her daughters hook spread pussy.
The tird was slim and long and slim. Lisa adjusted her stance slightly
so the tip of the tapered tird oozed right into the five-year-olds tiny
fuck channel. As slim as it was Kaley's tiny was slimmer only about
an inch of the foul invader penetrated before the remainder began to pile
up on the splayed open pinkness of the child's battered pussy. Ignoring
her bowels protest, Lisa pinched the flow off when a good pile had built up
then fighting her cramps she quickly spun her tiny about so that
her head hung over the edge of the bed. Lisa quickly found the right point
on the pre-schooler's jaw and gently squeezed. Kaley's mouth popped open
wide.
With a sigh of relief and a renewed twinge from her ever-horny Lisa completed her interrupted shit into her five-year-old daughters sweet
mouth.
When she finished she stood and looked down. Kaley's mouth actually had
been able to hold most of her remaining shit, only a small amount was
mounded over the child's lips. Kaley had automatically started to breathe
through her nose when her mouth was filled, she had also began to
instinctively but since she hadn't chewed up the mass of her
mother's shit in her mouth she wasn't making much progress.
The sight drove Lisa almost mad. She desperately wanted to frig herself
off again but she was really pushing the time limit now. She again pulled
the from the tripod and advanced on the bed. She spent a long
minute getting close ups of Kaley's shit filled and mouth then turned
the appliance off and moved it and the tripod into the hall.
Cleanup was messy. She got a plastic garbage bag, a roll of paper towel
and some baby wipes and then started in. She dug as much of the shit from
the child's mouth as she could then stroked her tiny throat to get her to
swallow any remaining bits. It worked with dogs; it worked with little
girl toilets too. She wiped Kaley's lips and face clean with paper towel
and then used a baby wipe. Her tiny daughter's proved more
problematic. Pussies couldn't swallow. It took a long time but finally
she had gotten most of the shit out with a paper towel. She followed with
a baby wipe. Finally she took up the neglected snips and cut the barbs
from the fishhooks and eased them out of her daughters destroyed pussy.
The battered lips slowly began to close.
She cut the line from around her daughter's darling legs then pulled the
child up into her bed and rested her head on the pillow. She debated
trying to get her into her pajamas but decided not to. She pulled the
sheet and coverlet of to Kaley's chin then gave her a final kiss on the
forehead.
Lisa grabbed her remaining gear and packed it into the hall. Most she
just shoved into a closet but the shit filled garbage bag went outside.
Tired now herself she headed for her own bed. Tired or not she still
fingered herself to a final thunderous orgasm before drifting off to sleep.
She awoke groggily before dawn to the sound of Kaley crying. She found
the child standing nude beside her bed with tears streaming down her face.
Lisa knelt and pulled the five-year-old into her arms, "What's wrong baby?"
"Mommy I hurt." Lisa ran her hand down her daughters smooth back then
gently pushed her back to arms length, "Show me where baby." Tearfully the
tiny indicated her tortured then turned slightly to show her
blister covered little butt." Lisa ran her hand up the outside of Kaley's
shapely little thigh and then around to her burned little ass. Her began to seep as the tiny bumps of scores of blisters passed beneath her
palm. "Oh honey, looks like you might have caught a bug. It might be the
mumps again." Kaley dried her eyes on the back of one tiny hand, comforted,
in spite of her pain, by her mother's presence. "But it's just on my
bottom and my place." "I see that honey, well bugs work funny
sometimes. Let's get you taken care of."
She ran a hot bath and helped Kaley into the tub. The child whined as
the water reached her burned and punctured ass and pussy. Lisa made
soothing noises and took up the soap and a soft rag. Being as gentle as
possible she washed Kaley from her face down. The child winced and cried
out as the soap made contact with her injured parts but Lisa calmed her
with gentle words. Once she was clean on the outside Lisa gently prized
apart Kaley's battered little lips and took up a douche bottle she had
prepared. "That hurts mommy" "I know baby but we have to get it clean."
She meant that. She planned to snack on that little and didn't want
to taste shit. As she gently worked the slim nozzle into her damaged a little scent of that foul substance wafted to her nose.
Yes, they definitely had to clean inside.
She helped her sore from the tub then wrapped the child in a
fluffy white towel and gently patted her dry. Lisa carried her to
the master bedroom and gently placed her on the bed. "You lay here on
mommy's bed honey. I've got to get the medicine and I'll be right back."
Lisa rummaged in her bedroom till she had what she needed then returned.
"Roll over on your stomach baby. Let's do your butt first."
Lisa gently stroked Kaley's burned little ass then leaned in and planted
a kiss on each cheek. Despite her pain the child giggled. "Mama that's my
butt!" "And a pretty little butt it is too. Don't you know mommy's kisses
make the pain better?" 'Uhuh." "Then I made it better. To prove her point
she kissed the little blistered butt again, this time on the crack. She
had to restrain herself from shoving her tongue up the child's asshole.
She squeezed out a portion of an anesthetic balm into her hand and gently
began to rub it into her daughter's tiny butt. She started at the outer
cheeks and worked her way inward. Kaley visibly relaxed as the slightly
greasy salve began to have an effect.
When Lisa reached Kaley's little crack she gently spread the cheeks and
delved inside. She drew her fingers lightly up and down the child's crease
before circling in on her asshole. She squeezed a little of the concoction
onto her index finger and rubbed it into her daughter's pink little
sphincter. Kaley's breath caught as her mother's finger lightly skipped
across her tiny butthole. Lisa smiled to herself and gently applied
pressure. Reluctantly the little muscle dilated and Lisa's finger slipped
into her daughters butt. "Is it sore inside too baby?" "Uhuh," the child
sounded slightly breathless. "Well we'll fix it honey." With that Lisa
began to slowly work her finger in and out, finger fucking that darling
asshole.
She stopped after less than a minute. "Roll over baby, let's do the
front." With the pain in her rear diminished Kaley flopped over and
presented her ravaged to her mother's gaze. Lisa stared into her
daughter's eyes for a brief moment then bent and kissed her little cunt.
Before she withdrew she couldn't resist letting her tongue out for a tiny
taste but she didn't penetrate the marred outer lips. She squeezed out
more salve and gently worked it into the child's cuntlet. Since the tiny
girl had less than she did butt the spreading went faster and soon
Lisa's fingers were gently delving inside. She generously spread the
healing salve inside Kaley's tiny, scarred twat.
She saved her little darling's broiled clit for last. Kaley gasped and
tensed anew when her took the sore little organ between her fingers
but she quickly relaxed as the pain faded under the healing balm. Lisa's
gentle nursing now slowly gave way to fondling as she stroked her
daughter's pretty little cunt. She had hoped for a reaction from Kaley but
it was for naught. With the pain gone the child had closed her eyes. She
was soon asleep. Lisa put the medicine away then with a deft shrug let her
nightgown slip to the floor. She turned out the light then slipped into
bed alongside her naked little daughter.
Kaley recovered rapidly. Thrice daily applications of the anesthetic
balm along with regular applications of vitamin E soon had the little again thundering through the house bent on a child's mayhem. Her short
skirts flying up and giving tantalizing glimpses of her bare and ass.
Three days passed with Lisa taking no further liberties with her darlings
delicious little body. She satisfied herself each evening by frigging
herself to mountainous orgasms each evening as she watched the she
had made.
On the fourth morning after the torture session Rooster again raped
Kaley. Lisa had been waiting for this. She'd actually helped a little,
locking up the two bitches that the sometimes used to empty his balls.
She was lying out an early lunch when Kaley's distant giggles rose to a
shriek. Lisa dropped what she was doing and went in search of the pair.
She found them again on the patio. A discreet peek through the living room
window showed Kaley on hands and knees with Rooster already on the child's
back. This time her faced the sliding door. If Lisa went out
that way she would be seen immediately. There was a simple solution to
that. She withdrew and went out the front then circled the house.
By the time she quietly let herself in by the screen door behind the
rutting pair Rooster had already managed to get his cock seated and was
fucking with abandon. Kaley simply hung her head and shuddered under his
assault. Lisa didn't have the today so she could relax and enjoy
the show. She crept forward till she was just behind the rutting pair and
snaked her hand up her dress and went to work on her drooling pussy.
Even though this was the third time she had seen it the sight of the big
dog raping her five-year-old had lost none of its erotic appeal.
Lisa's fingers kept time with Rooster's brutal thrusts and soon she was
headed over the top. She peeked in a blissful shower of that soaked
the coarse carpet beneath her. She luxuriated in the after-cum-glow as
Rooster began to fuck harder and faster as he looked for his own relief.
She watched Kaley as the picked up the pace. The child was making
very little noise now; just an occasional grunt as the huge on her
back made a particularly brutal thrust. Lisa could not see her face of
course but she examined her daughter's body language. Try as she might she
be able to see no sign of arousal and was a little disappointed at the
lack.
Finally Rooster thrust deep and held that stance. He gave a series of
low whimpers as his balls drained into the five-year-olds tight little
pussy. Lisa quickly stood and slipped back out the way she had came.
Within a half-hour the child was running and yelling again. She never
mentioned the latest attack; possibly still afraid her would kill
Rooster if she did.
For her part the latest rape got Lisa's juices stirring again. As her
pussy bubbled her newly awakened and very perverted imagination pushed to
the fore. After bathing and tucking in Kaley that evening she set to work.
Her first stop was the attic where she dug out the remote equipment
she had earlier ignored. All of battery packs were dead and her plans
didn't leave time to charge them but the cameras could each use six C cells
in a pinch. Because of their remote location Lisa kept a goodly supply of
alkalines on hand in case of an extended outage. She had just enough. She
next placed a new cassette into each machine. Assembling and testing all
of the gear took an hour or so then she dismantled it all and carried it
back to the kennels in several loads.
All of the dogs took to baying and barking as she came up but a few
stern commands silenced all but the occasional low whimper. The Kennel's
were actually a single, long concrete shed, enclosed only on the ends with
steel support pillars toward the middle to support the slanted roof. Chain
link fencing formed the back wall as well as subdividing the concrete floor
into twenty separate spaces. Individual gates formed the front of each
pen. All of these pens were occupied, some by more than one where
their personalities permitted cohabitation.
Running in front of the Kennels was a rutted lane barely large enough
for a pickup truck to fit through. Both ends terminated in big cattle
gates, the one gate let out into the farmyard. The other opened onto a
large cattle pen, disused since the cattle had been sold. The Kennel
formed one wall of the lane, the opposite wall was made up of the feed
room, tack room, and a section of weather beaten but serviceable rail
fence. Sandwiched between the feed room and the rail fence was a rusty neck
trap. This was a contraption whereby a cow or calf could be induced into
the opening and then the device closed with a lever. Unable to withdraw or
go forward the would have no choice but to stand still for whatever
the rancher planned, be it de-worming, branding, or the worst from Lisa's
experience, horn removal.
Lisa went into the tack room and returned with a few tools and a spray
can of penetrating oil. She used the latter first, spraying all of the
moving parts and working the lever till the device opened and closed
smoothly. The device was adjustable for both height, and how far it
closed, a calf's neck wasn't as big as an 800-lb. steer's. She sprayed
down the adjusting bolts then went to work with the wrenches. It took some
elbow grease but finally the reluctant fasteners began to turn. She moved
the trap to its lowest position and then adjusted it for the smallest
possible opening when closed. She worked the lever a few times then closed
it and stared at the small opening, yes that would work nicely. She opened
the trap then went back into the tack room. She returned with a length of
clothesline. One end of this was tied through the eye in the release
lever. The line was paid out and the other end poked through the window of
the tack room.
It was dark before Lisa had finished this so she went to the breaker box
and turned on the seldom-used pole lights that were stationed along the
run. This set the dogs to barking again but a few words calmed them back
down. Lisa stepped back and surveyed the freshly oiled trap from the lane
side. She had three cameras. She wanted to make the best use of them.
The first went above one of the middle pens; a long rusty steel rafter
ran the length of the pens at the front. There was nearly a foot of
clearance between it and the galvanized roof. The fit nicely, and
it was all but in the shadows. The second she placed in a
disused shed that sat about thirty feet out from the cattle trap. The
ramshackle structure was nearly ready to collapse and had many missing
boards. She has no trouble finding a gap to aim the lens through.
Lisa stood for a long time with the third before inspiration
struck. She stepped back into the tack room and retrieved some plastic
wrap and a roll of tape. She set the focus and for minimum distance
then wrapped the right up to the lens in plastic then taped it
securely. She poked a tiny and fished the wire antenna through then
taped the opening. Retrieving a shovel she stepped outside and began to
dig a directly in line with the trap and about two feet back on the
lane side. When it was deep enough she set the in it with lens
pointed up and pulled the antenna up to lay on the ground beside it. She
now back filled right up to the top of the lens, tamped it down and
scattered the remaining dirt. Unless you looked closely the lens looked
like an piece of glass lying on the ground.
Lisa placed the laptop in the tack room, plugged it in, hooked up the
special radio transmitter and turned it all on. She waited while the
machine booted then brought up the control software. To her relief
all three cameras came up. She selected the one in the shed and played
around with the and focus till she was satisfied, the aim had to be
fined up as well but since it was on a powered mount that was easy. The
camera in the kennel was more problematic. It was pointed at nothing but
clear air. Lisa got a stool and some slivers of wood. She began to chock
up the back of the by degrees, each adjustment requiring a run back
to the tack room to check the aim. It would have been much easier to take
the laptop out with her and get in right once and for all but as that
machines batteries were as dead as the camera's power packs that was not
possible. Lisa berated herself for lack of preparation during each of the
half dozen or so trips it took to get it right.
Satisfied, she turned off the cameras and powered down the computer.
Only a few things left. She grabbed the can of penetrating oil and moving
back to the kennel began to spray down the hinges and latches on all of the
gates. The dog's all regarded her oddly; several backed away from the
unfamiliar smell of the lubricant.
She put the lube away then popped into the feed room. Alongside the
drug cabinet was an refrigerator with a hasp and padlock. She unlocked
and removed the lock and opened the door. The thumping machine was
used to store the few medicines she had that required such. She popped
open the small freezer compartment. Inside were several zip lock freezer
bags. She tugged one from its nest of frost then closed and locked
everything. It was past midnight before she finally headed back to the
house. She sniffed the night air; it was going to be a beautiful morning.
She smiled at that thought, in more ways than one
Lisa and her breakfasted the next morning on jam and toast.
Lisa put the few implements they'd dirtied into the dishwasher then turned
to her daughter. "Let's see how your little butt and look this
morning." "They feel fine mommy." "Raise your dress and let see." The
child tugged her dress past her belly button and did a quick spin, "See."
Lisa halted her with a firm hand and caressed her darling little ass. It
had healed well, only a few marks remained, there would probably be no
scarring. She smacked the little butt playfully. "Let me see the front."
Kaley's tiny had recovered well also. Lisa fingered it for a moment
then forced a frown onto her face. "I think we need some more medicine
here." She stepped to counter and removed a bottle she'd prepared the night
before. It was mostly just hand cream, but mixed in was a generous dollop
of the contents of the bag she'd retrieved the night before, the preserved
droppings of a bitch in heat. Some females just didn't have that strong an
odor and the dropping were occasionally needed to get a male interested.
Like now for instance. She applied a generous amount of the concoction to
Kaley's little cunt, delving inside to coat it well. She capped the bottle
and blew a zoober on Kaley's exposed belly button. "C'mon baby, let's take
care of the dogs. As they headed out the door Lisa's began to drip
as she thought of just how much her darling would soon be taking care of
the dogs.
Once they reached the kennel Lisa set to work with a hose, washing the
dog's droppings into the cesspit behind the pens. She then watered and fed
the animals. They bayed and barked through the entire process, all the
shouts in the world wouldn't shut them up when they knew food was coming.
As she did her morning chores, Lisa kept an eye on Kaley. As usual the
child was racing around the run, ducking into the various doors and
openings. She was like a tiny jack-in-the-box that jumped around of its
own accord.
After she'd fed and watered all of the dogs Lisa corralled her daughter,
"I've got some work to do in the tack room. You play around here and don't
bother me okay?" "Okay mommy," with that she was off again. "I might have
to go down to the for a little bit as well," she shouted to a tiny
departing back. "Kay mommy."
Lisa stepped into the tack room and booted the laptop. She rubbed her
wet against a bench leg as she waited for the machine to boot. Once
it was up she activated the cameras and settled down to wait. The trap had
always been one of Kaley's favorite playthings; her and Rooster would spend
hours chasing each other through and around the device. At other times
Kaley would play 'prisoner', squatting with her head shoved through the
bars like a convict in a cell. This morning she wasn't sitting still long
enough to play prisoner, and Lisa had been forced to lock Rooster up to
keep him from jumping the child before they'd reached the kennel. She
hoped the lack of her favorite playmate (still after three rapes! She
thought) wouldn't change the child's itinerary much.
She'd waited over a half-hour before the kennel cam finally picked up
Kaley nosing around the trap. She abandoned the view and pressed
her eye to a chink in the tack room wall. To her chagrin Kaley seemed to
have discovered the buried and was trying to dig it up. She held
her breath but as quickly as she had found it the child abandoned the find.
What she did next was perfect; she dropped to her hands and knees and
thrust her head through the opening of the trap.
With her heart in her throat Lisa yanked the clothesline. The freshly
lubed trap closed silently. As soon as she felt resistance she gave a
final hard tug. With a click audible in the tack room the trap locked.
Kaley was slow to realize what had happened. She tugged at the bars for a
second then tried to back out. When she realized her head would no longer
clear the opening she tugged harder. Only when that failed did panic begin
to set in. "Mommy!" she wailed, "Mommy!" The dogs were baying like crazy,
the males had probably already picked up the bitch-in-heat smell wafting
from Kaley's little twat. Another, "Mommy!" wailed out as Lisa told the
camera's to start then slipped from the tack room. The pens
could be opened individually but there was also a lever on one end of the
kennel that would pop all of them at once. Lisa, her now leaking down
her legs, threw the chain off and pulled the lever. There were
twenty-seven dogs in the kennel at the moment. Four were pups and another
four bitches, two of those pregnant. The remaining nineteen were
perpetually horny males accustomed to service. Lisa had just released
them all on a trapped five-year-old little that smelled like a bitch
in heat.
Lisa ran back to the tack room. Kaley's sobs had turned to screams
before she covered half of the distance. Half a dozen horny dogs were
crowding about the child, none quite sure what to make of this offering.
She had the right smell though and that's all that counted. As Lisa
watched two of the beasts dipped their head at the same time to try to lick
under the child's short dress. The bang as their head's connected looked
painful. A big Rotty shouldered between the two and shoved his head under
the short little skirt. He gave the five-year-old's cheeks a little lick
then went in for more, his washcloth sized tongue bathing the little ass in
dog spit and setting the cheeks to jiggling. Kaley screamed as if she'd
been impaled. Confused the Rotty backed off.
A shepherd shoved in next, his already protruding angrily from
its hairy sheath. He threw himself on the child's back and began to hunch
but Kaley's skirt still covered her butt and and the got nothing
but fabric. Confused he dismounted and vanished into the milling pack.
Over the next five minutes as many dogs moved forward. Some shoved their
heads up under the short skirt while others had tried to mount. None
seemed as smart as Rooster however. At least she had always assumed
Rooster was smart, now she wondered how many times the had knocked
Kaley down before that first memorable rape. It might have taken the weeks or even months for the to realize he had to push the dress up if
he wanted to wet his dick. She considered going and retrieving the Dane
but that would take a while and she was too anxious for the festivities to
begin.
She had stripped out of her dress and hopped up onto the bench, assuming
a semi-reclining position. Her hand already idly stroked her seeping, bald
pussy as she waited for the show. With a muttered "stupid dogs" she
dropped to the floor and made her way out of the tack room. Several of the
dogs whined as she pushed through the mass, a few took tentative licks at
her seeping cunt. A gentle cuff was enough to discourage them. She pushed
the last aside and stood behind her lovely daughter. The child's cute
black dress was already dirty, mud and bits of grass and weeds imbedded in
the fabric by the dogs. She grasped the dress and pulled hard. There were
a few pops but the seams held. Kaley screamed, "Mommmmmmmiiiieee!" a long
wail that emptied her lungs and sent fuck lube running down mommies legs.
Mommy had to respond to that cry. threw her back into it and with
one mighty tug tore the child's dress off, leaving only a scrap of left
sleeve and tattered neck ring on the child's otherwise naked body. She
dropped the destroyed rag and headed back to the tack room. The first of
the pack had mounted before she'd regained her position on the bench.
The Rotty had pushed back in and thrown himself on the pre-schooler's
bare back. His cock hunched at her thighs and bare butt as he tried to
find the hole. Lisa touched a key and switched the laptop to the buried right between her darling's legs. The image was perfect. Kaley's
perfect thighs and smooth baby filled the screen just as the rutting
dog finally found the place where his cock belonged. He stiffened and
shoved two inches of slimy cock between those tiny lips. Lisa winced
and drove three fingers into her own as those puffy little lips were
brutally stretched. Kaley's scream shook the tack room and nearly made her
mother on the spot. In three lunges the beast sheathed his entire cock
in that little then began to rapidly fuck.
Lisa fingered her drowning in time with the dog's thrusts. "Fuck
her you shits. Shove your slimy cocks into her stomach. Rape her
little bloody." She raised her hips a little off the rough bench and
snaked a finger up her ass. "Oh god, I've given my baby's to
nineteen horny dogs. Destroy that little twat you bastarrrrddds!" She
trailed off as she peaked in a swirl of sensation. Flames sprouted from
her and fire quickly raced through her being. On the screen the
Rotweiler pushed deep and began to fire off his own load, trembling and
growling as his nuts emptied into the little-girl's twat.
Over the next hour-and-a-half all nineteen dogs fucked little Kaley.
Long before they were finished the child had screamed herself out and just
lay there and shuddered as another used her little body for a fucktoy.
Filthy had saturated her and ran down her legs, the ground
beneath her knees was muddy where the overflow had mixed with the dirt.
Three times Lisa had been forced to venture out and clean the lens on the
camera buried below the child's ruined little twat.
For her part Lisa had lost track of how many times she had cum. So many
that at the last she could only stroke her sated and watch as Kaley's
now scratched, filthy cheeks bounced under the latest canine rapist. The
tack room smelled strongly of female cum.
Finally the last dismounted, and giving the covered little a single lick, turned and trotted off. Lisa slid to the floor and used an
old rag to wipe her legs, twat and ass dry then pulled on her dress. She
smoothed the fabric as she exited the tack room. Quietly she climbed the
gate and began to walk toward the distant barn. She went about 200 yards
and then turned and began to walk back. "Kaley, where are you baby," she
yelled as she again approached the kennel's. "Kaley answer mommy, this is
no time for games." "Kaley, answer me!" "Kaley!" She continued in that vein
as she approached the kennel. She was almost back to the gate before she
heard a croaked, "mommy," issue from the child's tortured throat.
She noisily climbed the gate and rushed around the tack room, the
perfect image of the concerned mother. "Kaley baby, oh my god, what
happened to you!" She ran back and grabbed a blanket from the tack room.
Returning, she worked the lever to open the trap and then enfolded her
darling's abused little body into the blanket.
Back at the house the concerned looked the child over. The
concern was not faked, Kaley was worse off than she expected. The child's
buttocks and thighs were deeply scratched as were sides and back. The skin
had been rubbed off the top of the little girl's shoulders and the sides of
her neck where she had been repeatedly shoved against the pitted steal of
the trap. Worst of all was her little pussy, her vaginal tissue had
actually torn under the repeated assault.
Kaley was incoherent, crying and mewling. So great was the child's
various hurts that Lisa sedated her before she even tried to bathe her.
She mixed the same drug she had used for the torture session into a little
soda then coaxed it all down her daughter's throat. She then rocked the
child till she was asleep. Bathing the unconscious form was awkward but
she managed. She then laid the child out on her bed and started
administering to her wounds. The scratches and abrasions got a coat
of healing salve. That done she took a closer look at her daughters
damaged pussy. After a closer look she was pretty sure a few stitches
would put everything right. She left the child and returned to the
kennels. After putting the dog's back into their pins she grabbed a
veterinary sewing kit and returned to the house.
She selected a needle and threaded the surgical suture into it. A few
deft strokes to each side of Kaley's wounded and the torn tissue was
together. A final examination convinced her that the damage would now heal
completely. She filled two syringes, the first was a tetanus shot, the
second a stronger sedative, one that would insure Kaley would sleep through
the day. As an afterthought she filled a third syringe and sent a load of
penicillin into the child's right butt cheek. She put the medicines away
then carried Kaley into her own room and tucked her in.
That afternoon she dismantled the setup, retrieving the tapes in
the process. Guilt began to invade her consciousness again as she put the
equipment away, the first she had felt in some time. The guilt was not for
the physical abuse her had endured, that would heal, and the
thought of it still sent a twinge into her cunt. The guilt was for the
psychological harm that may have been done. She enjoyed her little sex
toy, but she didn't want to break her in the process.
That evening she managed to rouse a groggy Kaley just before midnight.
She walked the barely aware child to the bathroom then managed to coax
several glasses of water down her. After re-medicating her wounds she
again stuck a needle in that scratched up little butt and sent her back to la-la-land.
Kaley was up and around the next day but was quiet and withdrawn. She
stayed mostly in her room, only coming down for meals. Lisa let it slide
for now, concentrating on the child's physical hurts. A week passed with
Kaley seldom coming out of her shell. The child moped quietly around doing
a good job of doing nothing. In particular she avoided Rooster, to the big
Dane's dismay. Once he cornered her and began to lick her face, an act
that would normally have sent the little into fits of giggles. She
screamed and cried till Lisa pulled him off and sent him on his way.
Exactly eight days after the gang rape Lisa removed the stitches from
Kaley's pussy. The rest of the child's wounds were doing well with many
scabs now peeling off to reveal pink, new skin beneath. Kaley sat on the
patio table as her gently snipped the last thread and pulled it from
her twat. She winced as it pulled free. Lisa set aside the scissors and
hemostat then grasped her daughter's little face in both hands. "Baby,
tell me about the attack." Kaley glanced at her and looked away.
"Kaley, tell me!" The child licked her lips and looked back at her mother,
"I don't want to." "I know you don't want to but you need to." The child
looked away again. Lisa waited a long moment then put steel into her
voice, "Kaley, tell me now!" Kaley looked back at her and tears
filled her eyes, in moments she was bawling. She jerked her head from her
mother's hands. "They me mommy, they all me. They kept hurting
me." She looked up angrily at her mother, "I yelled but you didn't come.
Why didn't you come mommy?" The guilt that had been playing at the edges of
Lisa's psyche for the last week came crashing down, these was real in
her daughters tone. "Baby I was at the barn, I had some things to do
there. I don't even know how the dogs got loose. Did you release them?"
Despite her guilt Lisa stuck to the script.
Kaley shook her head and sniffed. "They me. I hate them." Lisa
gently picked her up and pulled her onto her lap as she settled
into a chair. "They weren't trying to you baby. What they were doing
is supposed to feel good. It only you because you were so little and
so scared." Kaley swiveled her head to give her an incredulous look
but Lisa pressed on, "and because there were so many of them. It's not
supposed to hurt."
Lisa smoothed the child's hair then tilted her face up. Leaning down
she kissed her baby on the lips. "The dogs weren't trying to you
baby. Rooster wasn't trying to you. What all the dogs did was
supposed to feel good" Kaley sniffed, "It's supposed to feel good?" "Uhuh,"
Lisa leaned over and grabbed a tube of lubricant from the kit she's used on
the sutures. She squeezed a great glob onto one hand then smeared the
slickness onto the other. She slid one lubed hand up under Kaley and
caressed the child's still scab-covered butt. She let her hand wonder over
the delightful little ass then zeroed in on her baby's little sphincter.
She circled her finger lightly over the little ring, coating it with the
lubricant. She took a deep breath. Kaley had been unaware of her mother's
liberties in the past. She was about to push past that milestone. With a
little pressure a finger pushed past the barrier into that perfect little
butt. Her other hand worked up the child's dress from the front. She
caressed her daughters smooth, little for a moment the sent a lubed
finger in there as well.
Kaley squirmed at the twin invasions. "Mommy, that's my poop and holes." "I know honey, it's alright. just wants to make you feel
better." Lisa was thankful she had never given Kaley the good touching/bad
touching lecture. Living as far out as they did it hadn't seemed
necessary. As a result she didn't have that little bit of conditioning to
overcome.
She picked up the pace of both fingers and began to use a thumb on the
child's clit as well. Kaley's breath caught for a moment then settled down
again. Lisa leaned down and kissed her pretty little again. This
time however she sent her tongue into the child's mouth. Kaley made no
objection but did look at her oddly when she withdrew. "Mommy loves
you baby", Lisa said as she began to increase the speed of both fingers.
After a moment Kaley's breathing began to pick up.
Lisa kept fingering till Kaley's breathing was very rapid and shallow
then stopped. The child whimpered at the sudden withdrawal of her mother's
fingers. Lisa lifted her off of her lap then stood and placed the
child back into the seat. She slid her hands up those sexy little legs,
shoving her daughter's dress to her waist. "Let's have Rooster apologize
to you baby. He was the first one to you." The was lounging on
one corner of the porch. Lisa called him over as she spread Kaley's legs.
"Rooster, come here boy." Kaley started but her held her in place.
"It's okay baby, mommy's going to make sure he doesn't you. Rooster
had come to her call and she gave an affectionate scratch then guided his
snout to Kaley's little twat. The Dane sniffed for a moment then his
tongue slapped out over the puffy little cuntlet. He sniffed again then
dove in; his tongue quickly bathed the outside of the sexy little and
began to lap at the slit. Helpfully, Lisa prized Kaley's little twat lips
apart. "There you go boy, fresh little pussy. Eat it up."
Kaley again tried to rise as Rooster moved inside but her held
her down with one hand while holding her open with the other. "It's
okay baby. He's not going to you." She leaned down and kissed her
daughter on the forehead. "Just be still honey." She returned her
attention to the little that Rooster was now rooting in
enthusiastically. The was trying to get his entire snout up the
five-year-old's so with a final gentle pat Lisa removed her hand from
her daughter's chest. It joined the other between the child's smooth legs.
Using both hands she pulled the little wider. Rooster dove in with
renewed vigor, his tongue burrowing deep into the little girl's immature
pussy.
Kaley's breathing had again began to speed up. She looked at her with wide eyes and then down between her legs' where Rooster was digging
for gold. A minute passed with no sound but the wet slap of the dog's
tongue and the increasingly ragged gasps of Kaley's breathing. "Feel
better honey?", Lisa asked. Kaley was still unsure of this new activity
but she nodded anyway. A second later she winced and jumped as Rooster dug
a tooth into her tender cuntmeat.
Lisa grasped the by the collar and pulled him back, "No teeth
Rooster. No teeth." The simply looked at uncomprehendingly, struggling
to get back to Kaley's lovely little pussy. Lisa sighed in mock
exasperation. "I guess I'll just have to show you." Quickly she flung her
hair back over her head and sealed her own mouth to her daughter's pussy.
An electric tingle shot through her body as her tongue pushed into Kaley's
sexy, undersized cunt. She'd eaten her darling's several times
before but this time the little was fully aware and staring down at
her. Lisa went deep, caressing the satiny walls of that perfect little
cunt then pulling out to flutter kiss the crease between those soft little
lips. She was fast becoming addicted to her daughter's tiny pussy.
She looked up at Kaley as she ate. Smiling at the with her tongue
buried in her little cuntlet. Kaley simply stared, wide eyed but her flat
little chest now rose and fell like a bellows. Lisa closed her eyes and
again dove deep, her tongue questing for the pre-schooler's cervix.
Rooster had at first tried to push back in between the child's legs.
Not having any luck he had backed off. Now Lisa felt him nosing in under
her own dress, snout, questing for her cream drooling pussy. She now had
both hand's cupping Kaley's little ass, pulling that little onto her
face. She removed one just long enough to drag her dress up to her waist
then spread her legs, giving the easy access to her overheated cunt.
The wasted no time, after a couple of swipes at her slick, bald
pussy his tongue snaked inside and began to do all manner of wonderful
things.
As Rooster's tongue began to ravage her burning Lisa returned both
hands to Kaley's little butt and pulled the child's hard onto her
face. She was delighted when she felt two little hands grasp the back of
her head as Kaley tried to pull her in deeper. A glance up showed the
child had her eyes closed, her mouth was open and she was breathing very
rapidly. With her own fever rising from Rooster's wild licking Lisa sensed
that Kaley was close. She pulled her tongue from her daughters little and attacked her little clit with a vengeance. The little
organ had inflated and hardened, now Lisa battered it with the tip of her
tongue like a boxer on a punching bag. Kaley's reaction was immediate; she
arched her back, crushing her into mother's face. A second later her
chubby little thighs tightened around her mother's head and she nearly
pulled out two handfuls of hair as she exploded in her very first orgasm.
Kaley came back to Earth as her kissed her puffy little cunt.
"What was that mommy? It was scary-good." "You had an orgasm baby. Did
you like it?" "Uhuh. Can I have another one." Lisa, on the verge of her
own from Rooster's tongue, laughed and kissed Kaley's little again. She had intended to just get Kaley off once but she had reckoned
without Rooster ravaging her own cunt. She had just began to gently probe
her daughter's little twat again when Rooster pulled his tongue from her
bald and mounted her.
Lisa hadn't counted on this. She loved seeing her baby fucked by dogs
but had no inclinations that way herself, and unlike Kaley she was big
enough to do something about it. She was preparing to shrug the off
when a glance at Kaley's face stopped her. The child was staring intently
at what Rooster was doing to her mother. Lisa considered and reached a
quick decision. If she wanted to convince her a fucking
demonstration in which she was not involved might help.
Rooster was humping madly at her buttocks and thighs but he had not yet
come near her hole. With a sigh Lisa reached back and grasped the dog's
swollen cock and guided it into her itchy, burning pussy. As soon as he
felt the wet, warmth on the head of his cock the beast gave out a low,
howling bark and buried his prick in her twat.
Lisa groaned as Rooster began to fuck. It actually felt good. She
grasped Kaley's little butt and again drove her tongue between those tender
little lips. There was little gentle about this time. Moaning, Lisa ate
baby like a madwoman, nipping and biting at Kaley's little lips and
clit. At first her tried to squirm away from this new, violent
stimulation but Lisa just tightened her grip on those little cheeks and dug
deeper. After a minute or two Kaley's movements changed. Lisa's actions
had frightened her but the stimulation could not be denied. She began to
again hump her tiny against her mother's ravenous mouth. They all
came together in a delirious, thundering cum. Dog, woman and child howled,
moaned and screamed in that great thunderclap of pleasure.
When her senses again returned Lisa began to gently lap Kaley's while she waited for Rooster to dismount. In her passion she hadn't been
able to keep the from shoving the knot in and they were tied tightly.
Kaley ran her hands through her mother's soft hair as she watched her lick
her tiny pussy. "That was fun but Rooster you." Lisa kissed the
five-year-old's and looked up. He didn't me baby, he fucked me."
"Fucked you?" Lisa was not prone to swearing so Kaley had never heard the
word. "Yes baby, the same thing he did to you. The same thing the other
dogs did to you. It feels good. Or at least it's supposed to." "Like when
you licked me?" "Yes baby, like that." She punctuated the statement with
another brief trip into her daughter's sweet twat. "That's called eating
pussy." "Is that what my is called, pussy?" "Yes baby, that's your
pussy and it's a darling little pussy. loves eating it." Kaley
giggled as Lisa again sent her tongue on a brief reconnaissance into her
cunt. The sound was music to Lisa's ears. It was the first she had heard
all week.
The next morning they again rode down to the creek, though Lisa had
picked the food this time. She tied off the horses then shimmied out her
dress; she was wearing nothing beneath it. Kaley made no objection when
her pulled her short dress off over her head leaving her naked as
well. They sported in the water with Lisa openly groping her daughter's
ass and at every opportunity. After several hours they halted for
lunch. They lay around afterwards enjoying their full bellies and the warm
sun.
Lisa was half dozing when she felt Kaley settle near her. She opened
her eyes to see her cute little headed leaning back on her
hands with her shapely, tanned legs spread. "Mommy can I have another
orgasm?" It was an invitation impossible to refuse. Lisa rolled onto her
stomach then she grasped one slim ankle and pulled her to her.
Kaley sighed as her mother's mouth descended on her tiny, pooched out
cuntlet. Lisa ate her for a minute then backed off. "Roll over
baby, get on your hands and knees." Without question Kaley assumed the
position. For a moment Lisa simply stared at the sumptuous sight of her
daughters round little butt poking up into the air. The water had soaked
off the last of the scabs, leaving the smooth, white, little mounds covered
with the pink whelps of new flesh. She leaned in and began to tongue and
kiss those tiny, cute buns.
She drug her tongue up Kaley's little butt crack, delving deep into that
soft cleft then gently parted the cheeks and ran the tip over Kaley's pink
little sphincter. "Mommy, that's my butt hole!" "I know baby, loves
your butt hole." "Mommy I poop from there!" "Well I don't think there's any
poop there now." She again ran her tongue over the perfect little bung.
"Nope, no poop." With that she pushed the tip against that little muscle
and applied pressure. The sensation of the child's ass opening up and
allowing her tongue to enter was exquisite. She kept pushing till the tip
was two inches into her darling's ass.
She pulled out slowly then kissed the closing ring. "Push back onto
mommy's tongue baby. Fuck your little ass onto mommy's tongue. She shoved
her tongue back up her daughters butt then grasped the child by the hips
and began to bounce her soft little moons onto her face. Kaley soon got
the idea on her own and began to jam her butt onto her mother's invading
tongue. That allowed Lisa to employ her hands elsewhere. She found good
use for them, one for her baby's and one for the sodden swamp her own
had become.
Kaley was soon screwing her ass hard onto her mother's tongue, trying to
get that wonderful instrument deeper up her tiny butt. Her pace quickly
increased till she was fucking her mother's tongue with abandon. Lisa kept
pace with the fingers in her baby's twat and her own. Kaley peaked and
crashed over the edge with a strangled cry, her spasming little ass tried
to rip her mother's tongue out by the root. This triggered Lisa's orgasm
and she followed her into that wonderful pit.
They cuddled; and till their food had settled a little
then went back to splashing in the creek. After a while Lisa laid back on
a mossy rock in the sun while Kaley began trying to dam the stream for the
umpteenth time. After a time Lisa realized she no longer heard the rattle
and splash of displaced rocks. She opened her eyes to find Kaley standing
before her. She was biting her lower lip; one little hand was rubbing at
her twat. Lisa smiled, "You don't want another do you?"
Kaley giggled and nodded her cute head, and action that set her hair to swaying. Lisa sighed then reached up and tugged her down
beside her. Her right arm slipped around the child's back, the hand
dropping to her little ass. The other hand turned her daughter's little
face so could plant a deep soul searching kiss on her baby's lovely
mouth. Kaley's eyes widened when her mother's tongue slipped into her
mouth. Her tongue did not join in the celebration but she didn't pull back
either. Lisa kissed her again as she gently pushed her finger up
her daughter's cute butt.
Lisa finally withdrew both tongue and finger. She slid off the rock and
pulled Kaley along by one hand. Once on the bank Lisa positioned her
five-year-old on her little hands and knees then dropped down
behind her. She began to alternately eat the child's perfect and her
pink little asshole. Kaley's breathing had picked up and she had begun to
hump her mother's face when Lisa abruptly pulled back. She caressed
Kaley's round, little butt as she kissed her way up the little girl's
smooth back. She pulled her daughter's mane aside and planted
another gentle kiss on her slender, golden neck. She kissed her daughters
silky cheek then her temple, before gently tonguing inside one perfectly
shaped little ear. She with drew her tongue then whispered into the
child's ear, "Why don't we have Rooster help you with your baby?"
Kaley had been purring like a under her mother's lips and tongue.
Now she stiffened. She turned to regard the face only inches from her own.
"Have him lick me?" Lisa planted a gentle kiss on her daughter's lips. "I
want to see him fuck you baby. want's to see cock up her baby's
little cunt." Lisa's drooled at her own words. Kaley trembled and let
out a little whine, her only contact with cocks had been multiple
rapes. "No, mommy", she whined. Lisa stroked daughter's smooth little ass.
"Mommy will make sure he doesn't you baby. really wants to see
him fuck you." "No mommy, please no." The child's pleading only made Lisa's
pussy burn hotter. She slapped her on the ass with a resounding
crack. "Kaley Seeles, Rooster is going to fuck your slut little pussy.
Quit being such a baby about it." With that she roughly jerked the child
around and shoved her face into that perfect little ass.
Kaley trembled as mothers tongue again invaded her asshole. She was
still in shock from the slap. Kaley had been a good child; seldom punished
and even in the few cases where she had required discipline it had rarely
been physical. The confused five-year-old was still trying to figure
things out when the actions of her mother's hot tongue in her tight little
rectum began to again push her again toward that scary wonderful peak she
had so recently discovered.
Lisa shoved her tongue up Kaley's tight little butt till the wide base
stretched the child's sphincter wide. She wiggled the tip as much as
possible, shoving against the resilient walls of her daughter's bowels.
She slowly withdrew then again forced her tongue through the little muscle.
Setting up a rhythm she kept her tongue at full extension and began to
bounce her face against Kaley's moons. The slap of her face on her
daughter's satiny cheeks inched the heat in her bubbling up a notch.
Kaley made small cooing sounds as her orally sodomized her.
After dining on immature butt for a while Lisa pulled her tongue out and
dropped to Kaley's pussy. That her was turned on there was no
doubt, her tiny had started to moisten on its own. Her mother's
tongue eagerly licked up the aromatic baby slime and then dug eagerly
inside for more. She pushed between those fat little lips and speared it
down the child's tight little channel. In and out she drove, tongue
fucking her daughter. Kaley began to tremble under the assault. After a
bit Lisa withdrew and used her tongue to prize the lips outward so she
could get her teeth on them. She nibbled on first one then the other then
attacked Kaley's tiny clit. She batted the little organ back and forth
with the tip of her tongue then swooped in and locked her teeth around it.
Her stiffened and began to make low whooping sounds as if having a
seizure; she was cumming hard on her mother's face.
Every muscle in Kaley's small body seemed to become iron. Her back was
bowed down to an improbable degree, her head was high, and her sexy, round
little backside was shoved hard into Lisa's face. Like a statue she held
that pose for long seconds, then she sagged like a puppet with cut strings.
Her arms collapsed and her front half dropped to the warm grass. Lisa
released the tiny clit and pulled her mouth from her daughter's pussy. A
tiny string of baby briefly connected mouth and before snapping.
Supporting her with one hand, Lisa turned and whistled for
Rooster. The big, black Dane had exhausted himself trying to catch
crawdads and now lounged in the shade of a tree on the far bank. He perked
up at Lisa's whistle then came bounding across the creek in a spray of
rainbow hued water. He pulled up next to his mistress and happily licked
her face briefly before taking time out to shake. Cold droplet's showered
both and child causing the latter to moan briefly. The moved in
to lick Lisa's face again then halted. He sniffed; he'd caught the scent
of her overheated pussy.
Seeing she'd gotten the attention Lisa returned her own to
Kaley's delightful charms. She hadn't intended to make her but hadn't been able to resist. Now she needed to stoke up the child's
banked fires again before she could help Rooster put his up the
five-year-old's tiny cuntlet. She put her tongue back to work, alternating
between her daughter's and ass. At the same time she spread her legs
and waved her own upturned ass at Rooster.
Rooster went to work immediately. He started by licking up the fuck
slime that had run down the insides of Lisa's shapely thighs. Exhausting
that source, he worked his way up. Soon he was wildly lapping at the
never-ending fountain of the source. Kaley stirred and at first tried to
pull her oversensitive privates from her mother's untiring tongue. Lisa
gently held on and moderated her oral stimulation; her tongue became
feather light, just grazing the child's and bottom hole. Soon Kaley
stopped her feeble struggles and instead began to circle her tiny hips.
She began to coo softly.
Rooster's washcloth sized tongue was working its own magic on Lisa's
oozing twat. The had started out just licking her lips but soon he'd
pried her outer lips apart and pressed inside. He pushed deeper, in
moments it felt like he was tonguing her uterus. She responded by
increasing her mouth action on Kaley. She opened wide and covered her
daughters entire with her mouth then till the fat little lips
bulged into her oral cavity. Her tongue became a sword, lashing and
beating at whatever was in its path.
Lisa knew it was time when Kaley again started to bang her ass back into
her mother's face. She had already had to discourage Rooster from mounting
her three times. She reluctantly pulled her mouth from Kaley, then in one
fluid motion rolled aside while pulling Rooster forward by his collar. At
first the dumb beast wanted to lick, his tongue going for Kaley's cunt, but
Lisa urged him up and he got the idea. Clumsily, Rooster jumped onto the
pre-schooler's back and draped his front legs over her shoulders. Kaley
jerked at this and started to protest. Ignoring her, Lisa grasped the
dog's throbbing cock, fully engorged after Rooster's licking, and
pulled it to her daughter's wet pussy. She eased the tip between her
daughter puffy lips. Rooster did the rest.
The Dane had started to hump the minute he felt Lisa's hand on his cock.
No sooner had cock met than he was several inches inside. Lisa
withdrew her hand and like a carpenter on a nail Rooster seated his prick
in three hard jabs. Kaley stiffened when she felt Rooster's throbbing dick
at the portal of her tiny cunt. When it spread her lips and forced its way
inside her angelic face crumpled and she screamed. Lisa quickly gripped
the little head in a gentle two handed grasp, her fingers massaging
the child's silky hair and shapely ears. "No baby no, relax honey. That's
what makes it when you tense up like that." She leaned down and kissed
her daughter's cute little nose. "Relax baby, give Rooster your little
pussy." She removed one hand from Kaley's head and sent it sliding
sensuously down the child's smooth back. She placed the other under her
daughter's chin and tilted her head up for a gentle, chaste kiss on the
lips. She continued speaking very softly, her tone as important as the
words. "Relax baby, remember how good mommy's tongue feels in your little
pussy? Rooster's cock will feel better. Let him show you how much he
loves you." Lisa's gentle voice and her caressing hands were beginning to
have an effect; she could feel her relaxing. Kaley's lovely face
was no longer a mask of pain and the child had begun to breathe deeply and
rapidly.
As her voice was calming Kaley her was finding the words she used
were inflaming her more. She felt depraved, utterly, deliciously depraved.
She was giving her sweet child to a rutting dog. It was a dirty act and
she wanted to get dirtier still. She wanted to degrade Kaley, to sully
her, to turn her into a Rooster's little slut bitch. She kissed her
daughter in the lips again, this time harder. "Mommy's little slut likes
dog cock doesn't she? Fuck back on him baby. Ram that slimy little onto his cock. That's what your little pussy's for baby, to give dogs a
place to dump their nut."
As she spoke Lisa's hands continued their gentle erotic dance over
Kaley's tiny body. She shoved one hand between the child's firm little ass
and Rooster's hair belly and began to diddle the five-year-old's clit.
Kaley's breathing picked up further. Her mouth hung open and a low whining
noise came out of it. Rooster now had his paws under the child's chin.
His head hung over hers; his gums were pulled back to display a canine
grin. Drool dripped from his mouth only to land in Kaley's hair as the tiny
pre-schooler shuddered under the machinegun pace of his strokes.
Lisa moaned and dropped back onto her butt in front of her daughter.
Her burning could no longer be denied. She thrust three fingers
inside and began to pound them in and out. So wet was her that a fine
spray of lube showered out with each thrust. She threw back her head and
arched her back, fucking her shapely hips up to meet her plunging fingers.
In her sex-dazed mind a new neuron fired, a new perversion bubbled to the
top of the seething cauldron of desire she had become. Lisa pulled her
glistening hand from her cunt. Grasping her behind her pretty
blond head she pulled the child's angelic face down, her rose to meet
it. "Eat mommy's baby. Eat while Rooster reams your little
twat." She began to rub herself off on her daughter's face, using Kaley's
cute nose to stimulate her throbbing clit. "Stick out your tongue baby,
put it in your mommy's hot cunt." She moaned because Kaley had begun to
lick.
The shuddering child took a tentative lick of her mother's dripping sex
then pulled her tongue back into her mouth. She must have liked the flavor
because her little pink tongue came back out and began to gather the dew
from her Lisa's bald cunt. For Lisa time seemed suspended and she held her
breath as she watched the incredible sexy sight of her tiny five-year-old
daughter lapping at her as a 150-pound Great Dane serviced the child
from behind. Kaley began to lick more enthusiastically, her little tongue
digging at her mother's slot. Suddenly the child stopped and raised her
head. Her eyes went wide and her back arched. The child's mouth dropped
open but nothing but a little streamer of Lisa's cream emerged.
Lisa recognized the signs; Kaley was cumming on Rooster's invading dick.
The thought sent Lisa into an orgasmic tailspin of her own. She grabbed
Kaley's head and jammed the child's face into her just as her darling
screamed in release. The feeling of her screaming into released Lisa's floodgates. She came with a shuddering explosive violence.
Cum fountained from her pussy, drenching Kaley's face and flooding the
child's mouth. A second later Rooster howled as Kaley's spasming sent him over the top and he began to inject scalding into the
pre-schooler's cunt.
They all collapsed back onto the warm grass, spent by the incredible
passion that had been released. Kaley moved first, crawling up her
mother's heaving chest to lay on her soft tits. "Mommy, you peed in my
mouth!" Lisa pulled the child up till they were face to face. She kissed
her daughter's glistening face. "That wasn't honey, it was mommy's
cum. You made feel very good, just like when she licks your little
pussy." She smoothed the child's hair. "Did you have a good on
Rooster's dick?" "Uhuh," she gave an impish grin. "Can I have another
one?" "Oh you darling little slut." She again drew Kaley's mouth to her
own. When her tongue invaded this time Kaley's was there to meet it.
That evening after supper Lisa sat on the porch with Kaley in her lap.
They lounged quietly, and daughter. Kaley was dressed for bed in a
long T-shirt that came to mid thigh. She was freshly bathed and smelled of
soap and strawberry shampoo. Lisa raised a hand and idly stroked her
daughter's soft, hair. Kaley leaned into her mother's caress for a
moment then turned her face to her mother's. "Mommy, what's a slut?" Lisa
felt a little twinge of guilt but answered, "A slut is someone who likes
orgasms." "That's the same as cums right?" "Yes honey." Kaley giggled and
nodded her head. "I'm a slut", she proudly proclaimed.
There followed a fifteen-minute question and answer session during which
Kaley asked the meaning of the other words Lisa had used during their idyll
at the creek. Her was quietly amazed at her daughter's memory.
They relaxed and just enjoyed the evening and each other's company for a
bit then Kaley squirmed from her mothers lap and stood facing her.
"Mommy, did you like it when you had me lick your pussy?" Lisa's chest
tightened and her twinged. "Yes baby, I liked it." Kaley dropped her
gaze then placed a hand on her mother's knee. "I couldn't do a very good
job 'cause Rooster was giving me cums." Her hand slid up her mother's thigh
till it reached the hem of her light summer dress. Looking up, she asked
shyly, "Can I do it again." The look on her face said she was afraid her
mother would say no.
Lisa leaned forward and kissed her on the top of her head. "Baby, you can do it anytime you want." A bright smile broke out on
Kaley's face. "Goody", she giggled. Lisa raised her butt and pulled her
dress to her waist. Her already lubing at the thought that her cute
little five-year-old actually wanted to eat her pussy. "You take
my off honey." All enthusiasm Kaley attacked her mother's panties.
In seconds the scrap of cotton was on the floor at her feet. Lisa still
sat with her legs together and her seemed at loss for what to do
next. She placed a hand on each of her mother's knees and pulled her legs
apart but the arms of the chair wouldn't let them spread very far. Finally
the child used both hands to lift her mother's right leg and drape it over
the arm of the chair. She repeated the performance with the left then
stood and stared at her mother's exposed crotch.
Kaley placed her hand's on her mother's thighs then leaned in and
stopped with her face mere inches from her mother's now dripping pussy.
From that distance she could easily smell the musky perfume of arousal.
After a moment she darted in and kissed her mother's right lip. She
backed off and licked her mouth; the taste of her mother's fuck lube was
pleasant. She kissed the other lip then opened her mouth and daintily
dabbed at it with her tongue. She backed off again and looked up at her
mother's face. Her mother's expression made the child feel delightfully
naughty, giggling she dove in and began to smother her mother's with
her lips and tongue.
Lisa groaned then leaned her head back and closed her eyes. Her
daughters inexpert but enthusiastic cunnilingus having its effect. The
fact that it was her own pre-school eating her was as
arousing as any action of the child's tongue. Kaley blew a goober onto her
mother's wet twat and then giggled again as the woman jerked. She began to
massage her mother's thighs as she licked, fascinated by the soft, warm
smoothness of her mother's skin.
Lisa was about to tell Kaley how good she was making feel when a
new sensation stole her breath. Lisa's spread legs pulled her lips apart
slightly and that dark musty crack proved too great for the child to
resist. Lisa moaned as Kaley gingerly penetrated the folds of her steamy
twat. The taste proved agreeable and in moment the child had her mouth
glued to her mother's as her tongue probed deep inside.
Lisa began to gently hump up at her daughter's face. She placed her
hand behind that darling head and pressed that wonderful little mouth
deeper into her drenched twat. She began to encourage the child in a
hoarse whisper. "That feel's good baby. Eat mommy's pussy. Get your
tongue in deep. Oh that's it, flutter it around baby. Explore mommy's
pussy with your tongue." She reached down and began to diddle her clit with
one hand as she urged her on with the other. In minutes she felt
herself climbing that wonderful slope. "Mommy's going to baby, mommy's
going to hard. Keep eating baby." She pulled her daughter's face in
tighter, nearly smothering the child in pussy, at the same time she pinched
her throbbing clit. That sent her over the edge.
Lisa's shapely ass came off the chair and a scream forced its way past
her lips. "I'm cumming baby. I'm cumming in your mouth. Oh you darling
little slut eat momma's pussssssssssssssssyyy." It seemed to Lisa that a
quart of sprayed from her and into her daughter's mouth. Most of
it pooled on the vinyl cushion of the chair but quite a bit vanished down
Kaley's tiny throat. She could feel her swallowing even as the
little tongue kept up its dance.
When Lisa came down she pulled her still from her and lifted the child's to her own. She licked her own form Kaley's
giggling face then sent her tongue deep into the child's mouth. She
finally broke the lip lock and pulled the tiny face to her breast. "Why
didn't you let me keep going you still had cums all over your pussy?"
She licked her lips. "Your cums taste good." Lisa kissed the top of her
daughter's head. There was fuck slime soaked into the child's hair. "If
you kept licking like that baby mommy's was never going to dry out."
Kaley giggled, "Goody." Lisa stood, bringing her with her. "I
think someone needs another bath."
The next morning Lisa was surprised to see Kaley at the top of the
stairs wearing only a brief T-shirt. From the belly button down the child
was completely bare. Her little opened and closed delightfully as.
She descended. "Where's your dress honey?" Kaley giggled, "I decided not
to wear one mommy. It'll be easier for Rooster to fuck me this way." That
set Lisa's to lubing heavily. She had planned to get some housework
done today but the thought of Kaley's sleek little ass dashing around the
house then dropping to all fours occasionally to let the pop a
nut in her underaged was already threatening those plans.
fucking wasn't the only thing Kaley had come to like. Lisa was at
the stove frying the mornings bacon when she felt Kaley's hands on the
backs of her legs. Before she could turn around her dress had been pushed
up and her pulled to her knees. She spent the next fifteen minutes
with Kaley's nose in her ass crack as the child ate her from the
rear. When she had finally brought her gasping off she sweetly
kissed her mother's ass and took her place at the table. The bacon was
burned.
Over the next weeks things began to settle back into routine, though it
was a far different routine than the one that had proceeded it. Kaley
practically gave up her room, sleeping with her most nights. Her
room was only a place to store her clothes. That function became nearly
obsolete as well since the child seldom wore any.
The day generally began with Kaley's head between her mother's legs.
She would sometimes eat and rim Lisa to three or four orgasms before the
two ever rose. Lisa still loved jamming her tongue up Kaley's yummy little
cunt and asshole but her was the more frequent aggressor in their
sexual games. A half dozen times a day the child would shove her mother's
dress up and yank down her before jamming her little face between
Lisa's legs or ass cheeks. Kaley loved the way her writhed and
moaned on her increasingly talented tongue and often got off herself as she
tongue fucked her to a shuddering orgasm.
Fucking Rooster had become another of Kaley's favorite pastimes.
Whenever the showed the slightest sign of a boner Kaley was on her
knees with her little butt in the air. She would giggle and coo as the big
dog reamed her little pussy. She would circle her little hips and ram her
tight little buttocks back at the dog, gasping as the animal's prick
battered her cervix.
When she could combine her new favorite pastimes the child was in her
glory. Lisa would sit on the couch with her well formed, tan legs spread
and Kaley's face smashed into her smoldering while Rooster plowed the
child from the rear. At other times Lisa was on her knees, her face in the
cushions while Rooster pounded the child, the horny animal's every thrust
shoving the five-year-old's tongue deeper up her mother's hot, slick
asshole.
Lisa brought out the cameras and began to tape her darling little
slut's performances. At first Kaley was put off and perhaps a little
camera shy. This eased as the two of them began to make a habit of curling
up on the couch every few days and cuddling as they watched the taped
debauchery. Soon the child was ignoring the camera, performing the
filthiest most perverted acts for posterity.
The isolated ranch had never had internet service; the static filled
phone lines would simply not support a dial up connection. During her
infrequent trips to town Lisa had heard several acquaintances bemoan the
filth and smut that permeated the world wide web. She had even signed a
civic sponsored petition to ban access to the web in their little corner of
paradise. Now she wanted access to that filth and smut. Lisa called
around and did some research and within days a battered, ladder hung, white
van rumbled down the long dusty drive.
A small satellite dish was installed on one eve of the rambling house and finger cable routed down to Lisa's battered PC. The
installer, a nice middle aged named Edgar, set up the modem then began
to explain the principles of operation. Lisa asked a few questions then
went to the kitchen to pour glasses of lemonade for them both. When she
returned she again began to question the installer but the seemed
distracted, his eyes directed over Lisa's shoulder.
Lisa started to turn around to see what held the man's attention so
strongly but the big mirror behind her desk told the before she did
anything so obvious. Kaley had entered the room and plopped onto her
stomach on the floor in front of the television. The child was wearing her
black velour dress, one of her shortest, and nothing else. The dress had
ridden up so that the five-year-old's round, taut, little butt was fully
exposed. As Lisa watched Kaley raised her legs at the knee and spread them
slightly, giving the middle-aged a clear view of her bald little twat.
Lisa suppressed a smile. She doubted the little vixen's show was
accidental.
Edgar fumbled through the rest of his spiel, trying unsuccessfully to
hide his growing arousal. When he had finally finished and escorted him to the door. Remembering her manners Kaley gave the a
deep curtsy, again flashing her plump little pussy. Lisa hugged her
daughter as the van headed down the drive. "And just what was that show
about?" Kaley smiled mischievously, "I wanted to see if he liked my butt
an' cooter. I think he did." Lisa slid a hand under the tiny dress and
began to fondle the butt in question. "I think so too." In truth she had
considered offering Kaley's little ass to the installer. Her lubed
at the thought of Kaley bent over the couch while the middle-aged humped her from behind. She'd desisted for two reasons. First, Kaley had
no experience with human males and she wasn't sure how the child would have
reacted. Second, her daughter's little body might have turned Edgar on but
an offer of actual sex just might have pushed his middle class mores beyond
their limits. A visit from the sheriff was the last thing she wanted.
Kaley giggled and wiggled her little ass against her mother's thigh, "I
think I made him horny." Lisa pulled up her own mini and jerked her
daughter's face into her wet, pantyless cunt. "He's not the only one you
little slut, eat!"
Linda familiarized herself with the intricacies of web browsers and
newsreaders in the evenings after she had tucked Kaley in. At first the
variety of web sites with their lurid advertisements excited her. She
quickly was disillusioned however. Very few had content approaching their
promising electronic shills, most were in fact useless trash. The topsites
where web sites were ranked piqued her interest but she quickly learned
that most of the links went only to other topsites. The few actual content
sites turned out to be more useless trash.
The newsgroups however, that was a different story. Within hours of
first touching a newsreader Lisa was swimming in oceans of delicious
perversion. She set up a directory and was soon sending an endless stream
of images and files into it. So many new ideas, she hardly wait to
try them all.
Lisa coiled the big hose and put it away. She had just finished hosing
the dogs' nightly droppings into the cesspit behind the kennels. The
animals never liked this portion of the morning ritual since inevitably
they got wet. They were barking and baying in excitement now however.
Feeding always followed the poop wash.
Kaley played in the dirt in front of the tack room, refusing to approach
the kennels. The child was still reserved around all dogs but Rooster.
The memory of her gang rape still painful. Lisa frowned, that was the next
barrier to be excised. "Want to help me feed the dogs baby?" The child
raised her head long enough to shake an emphatic negative and went back to
her play. Lisa finished with the hose and then went to her daughter.
She picked the child up, her hand cupping the dirty little bottom under
the equally dirty dress, her longest Lisa noted. "Why not baby?" She
soothed fine hair from her daughter's big blue eyes. Kaley bit her
bottom lip and shot a quick look at the kennel before meeting her mother's
eyes. "They me." "Baby, Rooster you too remember. Think of the
fun you have with him now. The dogs didn't mean to you, they were
just horny that's all." Kaley got a shy look on her face, "I made them
horny?" Lisa stroked the fine hair and leaned in to plant a kiss on
her daughter's little button nose. "Baby, you make everyone you meet
horny." Kaley giggled as her slid her supporting hand lower. Her
fingers quested for that magical place between the five-year-old's sleek
legs. She found the soft, rounded entrance to the pre-schooler's twat and
discovered it was already wet. The little vixen was getting turned on!
Still holding her daughter, Lisa walked slowly toward the kennels. She
stopped before a cage holding a single Rotweiller. The big beast had been
baying with the others but stopped at his mistress's approach. Lisa pushed
her hand through the chain link and let the washcloth sized tongue bathe
her fingers as she stroked the dogs nose. "See baby, he doesn't want to
hurt anyone." After a moment the child's hand joined her own. Kaley
giggled as the licked her hand. Lisa withdrew her own hand and kissed
her on the cheek. "Mommy's got to feed the dogs. While I feed
the others why don't you go in the cage and make friends with this one."
"How mommy?" Lisa kissed her again. Her fondling fingers spread
the child's little lips and one of them speared inside. "Give him some of
your sweet little baby. You like fucking Rooster, try this one out.
You might like him as well."
Kaley began to wiggle, wanting down. As she let the child slip to the
ground Lisa wondered if she had gone too far. Kaley didn't run off
however. With a shy glance at her the child worked the manual latch
on the gate and stepped inside.
At first the excited Rotty just danced around the child, his claws
making frantic clicks on the concrete. Soon he ventured in and began to
lick her face however. This brought renewed giggling from Kaley and she
reached out and hugged the powerful neck.
As Lisa watched the courtship her own began to drool. She pulled
her dress up and shoved two fingers in her twat, moaning at the perversion
she was about to watch.
Seeing her pleasuring herself increased Kaley's arousal and
returned her to the business at hand. The child pushed off from the and quickly dropped to all fours on the damp concrete. Using one hand she
pulled her dress up to her shoulder blades and wiggled her little ass at
the Rotweiller.
For his part the big was not actually sure what was being offered
him. There was not the imputes of the bitch droppings this time and he
went back to Licking the child's face. Her continued wiggling soon drew
his tongue to her back though and then he caught the scent of aroused
cuntlet. Down he went, kicking his way down the smooth little back and
into the crack of the child's delicious butt. Kaley alternately cooed and
giggled as the big tongue tugged at her asshole.
She gasped as the wet muscle slapped over her pussy; the paused for
a moment as if contemplating the taste then dove in snout first. Tasty
pre-school asshole was forgotten as tasty pre-school nectar
registered on the dog's taste buds. Snuffling like a after swill the
beast began to devour the tiny pussy. His head shoved Kaley's legs wide as
his snout invaded the immature little cunt.
Kaley's giggles stopped and her mouth dropped open as the feasted.
Lisa fucked herself harder as her daughter's eyes glazed with lust. For
several minutes the dined on Kaley's tiny then without warning he
reared up and mounted. The banged around ineffectually for a few
moments, his fumbling actions bringing Kaley's giggles out again. Before
Lisa could intervene her reached back and guided the Rotty's fat
red prick to its target. She moaned as the cock invaded her
tender small twat.
The other dogs were now baying franticly. Reluctantly Lisa pulled her
fingers from her and set about feeding them. As she shuttled back
and forth with the heavy bag of food her eyes kept straying to the
perverted lovers rutting on the wet concrete.
She finished to find the Rotweiller had as well. The had curled
up and was licking its wilted dick. Kaley stood just outside the pen and
fingered her filled pussy, a still horny look on her elfin face.
Lisa fed the Rotty then went to her daughter. She smiled. "You want more
baby?" Kaley seemed to consider for a moment. When Rooster was done he was
done. More was a foreign concept. After a pause she nodded. Lisa went
into the tack room and returned with a cushioned footstool that was kept on
hand for the farrier to use when he came to shoe the horses. She carried
it to the middle of the run then led her to it. She pulled the
child's dress off then placed her stomach down across the stool. Patting
her on her delightful, dirty little butt, Lisa went to release the
child's next suitor.
Over the next twenty minutes five more dogs drained their balls into
Kaley's wet little cunt. Kaley cooed and moaned as after stepped
up to hammer her little cunt. Sensing that her had had enough,
Lisa led the last of the back to its kennel then scooped up her
sated daughter. Watery come ran from the child's fucked out little
pussy and down her legs as Lisa pulled her into a hug. She gazed at her
daughter's satisfied face and planted a kiss on her sweet little lips. As
they started toward the house the dogs set to baying again, plaintive
baying it seemed from those who had not gotten in on the gangbang.
Lisa kissed her again and knelt to pick up the child's dirty
dress. "I think the rest of them are jealous baby?" Kaley had closed her
eyes as her held her, now she nodded sleepily. "I'll fuck them
tomorrow mommy."
That night Lisa sat at her computer with Kaley on her lap as the two
perused Lisa's growing library of smut. Most of what she had were
bestiality files though there was a fair amount of pedophilia as well. To
her disdain she had utterly failed to find any or files that
combined the two. There were several newsgroups devoted to the subject but
they seemed to contain only spam advertisements for lying operators of
trash sites. Did she have the only child in the country that fucked dogs?
Kaley kept asking for her to switch to the next or back
up to the previous one. After a time of this Lisa showed her how
to manipulate the viewer and leaned back and let her have at it. The child
giggled and squirmed as she viewed image after image. Lisa closed her eyes
and allowed her hand to idly caress her daughters warm little thigh. She
crept higher, pushing the child's short dress up as she went, till her
fingers found Kaley's pooched out little mound. It was wet, no surprise
that. To her mother's delight Kaley seemed almost permanently in heat.
She noticed that the giggling had stopped and opened her eyes. Centered
on the monitor was the image of an Hispanic woman with a throbbing
dog cock of impressive dimension buried in her mouth. The woman stared at
the camera, her lips ovaled wide around the fat prick. "Mommy, that lady
has a dick in her mouth!" Lisa nuzzled her daughter's soft hair. "Yes
baby, she's it." "But it's in her mouth!" Lisa kissed the top of
her daughter's head. "It's hard to suck something without putting it in
your mouth baby." Kaley had not yet been exposed to oral sex with males
yet, of any species and Lisa was curious as to how she would respond.
Silently Kaley brought up the next image. The woman had taken more cock
in, her lips now only an inch from the knot. The child stared at this
image for a while then hit the 'next' button but that was all of that
series.
They had cocoa then Lisa carried her nodding up and put her to
bed. Afterwards she came back down and brought up the newsreader. After
telling that application to log onto the bestiality groups and grab
anything with 'oral' or 'suck' in the title she minimized it and brought up
her browser.
She found a plethora of on-line lingerie and sex-toy shops and spent
several hours browsing them. She had a little problem finding some things
in the sizes she wanted but finally persevered. Tired, and several hundred
dollars poorer Lisa abandoned the computer and headed to her warm, filled bed.
Lisa came awake to the sound of a blood-curdling howl. A vague dream
fled as she sat bolt upright. She fumbled for the bedside switch and the
room flooded with light. She was alone in bed, the warm little body she'd
been cuddled up to when sleep had taken her noticeably absent.
There was no repeat of the hackle raising cry that had awakened her but
a low, painful, whining drifted in through the door. She swung herself out
of bed and stood. She had a vague idea of what she would find as she
stepped into the hall and followed the noise to her daughter's seldom used
bedroom. Kaley sat on her bed; the coverlet pulled up to her chin and
a frightened, guilty look on her face. Rooster was in a corner of the room
curled up and licking at his wilted cock. Every now and then he gave a low
whine.
Kaley's face crinkled and burst into tears at the sight of her mother.
Within seconds she was sobbing. Lisa climbed onto the bed and pulled the
crying child to her, rocking her and making soothing sounds. Soon the sobs
slowed to sniffles. Lisa kissed the top of her daughter's head, "Tell me
what happened baby." "I Rooster mommy, but I didn't mean to." "What
did you do?" "I was......", she sniffled, "I was....you know......what the
lady was doin' in the picture." "You tried to suck his dick?" Lisa's turned over at the nature of that perverse question. "Uhuh, but I him. I'm sorry mommy." She began to cry again. "Hush, hush baby. It's all
right. You didn't mean to."
It took several long minutes to pull the from the remorseful and
frightened child. Kaley had awakened to potty and had remembered the
picture. She'd roused Rooster and led the to her bedroom. When they
were both on her bed she'd allowed the to lick her seeping little twat
till his throbbing cock had made an appearance. Not knowing exactly how to
go about a dick she'd simply crawled under the and pushed her
lips onto the pointy-head.
Rooster unfortunately knew no more about having his cock than the
randy five-year-old knew about it. The child's mouth was warm and
wet however just like her little and he knew what to do with that. In
his doggy brain if two and two did not equal four it was damn well close
enough. He'd began to hump, jamming his cock into Kaley's mouth and
hacking at her throat. Kaley had begun to choke and in a panic tried to
push the off of her. Rooster had a three to one advantage in the
weight category however and his dick in a tight hole. He wasn't in the
mood to be pushed. With that failure Kaley had done the only other thing
she could think of. She'd bit.
Lisa checked Rooster and ascertained that the was more frightened
than hurt. With some coaxing she managed to get him onto the bed and onto
his back. She rubbed his belly to keep him calm then with a burning,
swampy began to instruct her pre-school in the esoteric art
of canine cock-sucking. While Lisa held the beast down Kaley ovaled her
lips and gently let the shrunken cock invade her sweet mouth. At her
mother's prompting she used her tiny fist as a stop to prevent over
penetration and began to bob her head on the dog's prick.
Rooster had at first wanted no part of a repeat encounter with Kaley's
mouth but as his cock began to grow his struggles diminished. Soon he was
trying to hump up to get more penetration but Lisa's restraining hand and
Kaley's little fist kept things from getting out of hand. Kaley raised her
head, "I like dick mommy!" Lisa nearly swooned at that. She'd been
fucking her franticly with the hand not restraining Rooster. Now she
pulled her slick fingers out and pushed Kaley's head down. "Keep
sucking baby. Suck Rooster's nasty dick. Blow him and he'll give you a
reward." Kaley started to ask about that but her mother's hand forced her
mouth back over the dog's cock.
Lisa kept her hand on Kaley's head, urging her to bob faster.
She threw a leg over Rooster to free her other hand for her burning, wet
pussy. The slurping sound of the five-year-old cock for the
first time was music to by. Rooster began to hump faster and Lisa's
hand forced Kaley to match the dog's pace. The was close. Lisa
speeded up her plunging fingers as well. She wanted to with
Rooster. To feel her melting as the spewed nasty down
her cock daughter's cherry throat.
Rooster stiffened and howled. Lisa felt Kaley try to pull back and she
knew Rooster was cumming in the child's mouth. Her own exploded as
she pushed harder on Kaley's head, forcing her to drink Rooster's
slimy cum. Lights went off in Lisa's head. It seemed as if her expanded and swallowed the rest of her body. The orgasm raced through her
body, radiating upward through her stomach and chest and making its
tingling way along her limbs. The massive paralyzed her muscles and
left her teetering on the edge of consciousness.
When she finally came down Lisa found that she was still pushing Kaley's
head onto Rooster's wilting cock. was running down the child's
chin and oozing from her nose. She pulled the child's mouth off the cock,
it came out with a wet popping sound. Kaley began to cough, a mixture of
saliva and spraying from her mouth with each spasm. She lifted a
recriminating eye to her but whatever she was going to say was lost
as Lisa pulled the child into a fierce embrace. Lisa rocked her daughter,
making soothing sounds as she caressed the child's smooth back and showered
her tresses with motherly kisses.
The next morning, while Lisa fed the dogs, Kaley passed the time on her
hands and knees. Seven studs had been loosed into the run and the child
screamed and moaned as they took turns fucking her into oblivion. When the
last had finished, Lisa pulled the fucked out pre-schooler's face into her
own soaked and did some screaming herself as Kaley ate her to two
thundering orgasms.
Lisa had a small dildo she had purchased mail-order shortly after her
husband's death. That evening during their sex play she used it to
demonstrate deep-throating to her five-year-old daughter. At first Kaley
choked and gagged but under Lisa's coaching she was soon taking the slim,
black wand into the depths of her throat. After practicing for a while the
child demonstrated her new competence. She lay back on the floor with her
mother's head between her spread legs and her head elevated on a pillow. While her ate the child's smooth, tasty little pussy,
Rooster pounded his angry, cock down Kaley's five-year-old throat.
Kaley began to gag and Lisa raised her face from Kaley's twat, a slender
string of her daughter's immature nectar trailed from her lip.
"Swallow baby, just like with the dildo." The child tried to answer but
whatever she said was lost in the fleshy pole piercing her gullet. The
message must have been received though because the gagging lessened and
another inch of cock vanished down the tiny throat.
Lisa returned to her feast but sent one hand up to caress its way to her
daughter's throat. She could FEEL Rooster's cock sawing in and out of that
slender neck. Another inch vanished and Kaley's head was driven into the
pillar as Rooster's knot banged against her lips. Eight inches of hard dick were buried in the pre-schooler's tiny throat. Rooster howled and
pulled back before slamming home again.
Lisa intensified her assault on Kaley's sex. She wanted this to be an
enjoyable experience for her daughter. She wanted the little slut to
associate pleasure with the filthy slime from throbbing cocks.
She wanted Kaley to be a slut, an utterly depraved little tramp that would
drop to her knees and offer her mouth or to any as casually as
most children on a lollipop. She thought of her future plans and
her creamed. Pain was next, consensual pain. She imagined her
darling a dog's prick while her savaged her little
twat with a cigarette and nearly came at the thought. So many plans, pain,
exhibitionism, maybe......maybe anything. The future was wide open and the
depraved wanted to try it all.
She pushed Kaley's legs back, pulling the child's round little butt off
the floor. The pink little anus winked between twin baby fat jiggling
cheeks. With a moan Lisa drew her tongue the length of her daughter's
delightful cleft before sending her tongue washing over her tight little
sphincter. She put the tip on the little muscle and pushed. Kaley
squirmed as the tight little ring gave way and her mother's hot tongue slid
into her ass.
Book II
The UPS driver swung back into his cab and started the big, boxy truck
bouncing back down the dusty drive. Lisa let Kaley wave for a moment then
pressed her into helping her carry the half-dozen assorted boxes
into the house. This time she had taken no chances with her increasingly
exhibitionist child. Kaley was dressed in a demure little-girl blouse and
jeans. She was wearing too.
They stacked the packages on the dining room table. As soon as Kaley's
arms were free she began to strip. Lisa raised an eyebrow but said
nothing. Within a minute the little was bare save for her lace trimmed
socks.
As Lisa began to sort through the parcels Kaley crept around the corner
of the table. She knelt as her mother's feet and gently began to massage
Lisa's left calf with her right hand. When this gained no response she
slowly slid her hot little hand up past her mother's knee, her knuckles
just brushing the hem of Lisa's modest dress. Her left hand began to
caress the back of Lisa's right calf, he little fingers following the paths
of her mother's well toned muscles.
Lisa spared a glance down. Kaley's cherubic little face smiled up at
her, the child's big, blue eyes swimming with mischief and her mouth
slightly parted. Her little pink tongue just peaked from one corner of her
cupids-bow lips. Her left hand rose slowly to match her tight and both
slid into the hollow at the back of Lisa's knees. The little fingers
massaged from a moment then the tiny hands resumed their stealthy climb.
Lisa tried to pretend nonchalance as her daughter's fingers lightly
caressed their way up the backs of her thighs but her face had began to
flush and her breathing had picked up. Observant, Kaley had picked up
the signs of her mother's arousal and with a giggle thrust her head beneath
Lisa's skirt. The child rose till her head was even with Lisa's now damp
pussy and her tiny hands just cupped the lower swells of her mother's ass.
"Mommy, you're not wearing panties." The voice was slightly muffled by the
fabric of Lisa's dress but the accusatory tone came through." Her had made her wear AND pants! "Mommy didn't have to worry about
mommy raising her skirt and flashing her butt at the delivery
drivvvvvvverrrrr." She finished with a moan as her daughter's slick little
tongue slid between the lips of her wet cunt. Her hand dropped to the
cantaloupe-sized lump in her dress and pulled her daughter's head in
tighter, grinding Kaley's tiny nose into her swelling clit.
Kaley giggled and pulled free. Her tongue slid from her mother's with a sensation. Like an eel she squirmed between her mother's
legs then turned so her nose was just touching the cleft between Lisa's
cheeks. Her hands rose and massaged her mother's perfect ass for a moment
before gently pulling the cheeks apart. "You should have mommy. I think
he would have liked your butt." Lisa felt her daughter's breath on her
anus. "I like your butt", Kaley said in a low sensual whisper.
Lisa moaned as Kaley's tongue bathed her sphincter with saliva. The
child then stiffened her tongue and drove it into her mother's ass. Lisa
grunted and abandoned the package she had half opened. She grasped the
edge of the table and bent forward to give the little, hellion
greater access. Her breath came in convulsive gasps as Kaley's tongue
wormed deeper. 'Damn she's good', Lisa thought. The child began to bounce
her cute face against Lisa's moons, deepening her strokes and increasing
her penetration
Lisa dropped a hand to massage her clit. Fire arched out from her and asshole. "Oh god baby, suck momma's ass. " She twisted her clit.
"Nobody eats butt-hole like you baby. Oh rim mommy's ass. Shove your
filthy little slut tongue up mommy's tight butt." Kaley continued to bob,
her cheeks smacking her mother's cheeks with each inward thrust. Her
mother's filthy language made her hotter and she increased her pace
accordingly.
"Oh fuck me baby, tongue fuck your mother's butt. Fuck, fuck, fuck, eat
my asshole." Kaley's hand snaked between her mother's legs and pushed
Lisa's hand off her pussy. Taking over, Kaley shoved four fingers into her
mother's drowning slot while she used her thumb to batter her clit. Lisa
moaned, "Oh you little slut. You darling little slut. Eat me. Fuck me.
Oh shitttttttttttt!"
Abruptly Kaley yanked her fingers from her mother's twat, drool
splattered across the table. Using both hands the five-year-old grasped
the front of her mother's thighs and pulled her face hard into her humid
ass cleft. With her tongue completely buried the preschooler peeled back
her lips and bit at the tender ass flesh where her mother's bung protruded
around the invading tongue.
The feel of Kaley's teeth was the last straw and pushed Lisa over the
edge. Caught with her lungs empty, she could only make strangled grunts as
her orgasm rolled over her like an express train. Abruptly the strength
left her legs and she crashed bonelessly to the floor, taking Kaley with
her. Somehow the preschooler kept her lip lock on her mother's ass even as
they both thudded to the polished hardwood. Lisa came again and again as
Kaley's voracious mouth tried to suck her mother's stomach out her asshole.
With a wrench Lisa rolled onto her back then grasped the little head
that rested low beneath her dress. It took several tugs but she finally
managed to pull Kaley's lamprey like mouth off her ravished butt-hole.
She pulled the child up her body and their lips locked in a fierce kiss.
Lisa massaged Kaley's tiny ass as her tongue dueled with Kaley's. Finally
she shoved her grinning child to arms length. "Face mommy's feet and sit
on her face baby. Mommy's got a longer tongue and she's going to destroy
your little asshole."
Within squirming seconds Kaley's tiny, white butt was dropping over her
mother's face. Lisa stiffened her tongue and held it at full extension,
allowing Kaley to rub her pink little opening around on its hardened tip
before pushing down and impaling herself. As Kaley forced her mother's
tongue into the hot, spicy depths of her tight little rear passage Lisa's
cunt spasmed again, cuming just from the perversion of having her tongue up
her daughter's butt.
Kaley began to bounce her little ass on her mother's tongue, driving it
deeper with each stroke. Soon the wide blade at the base was splitting her
little angels ass open. The room began to resonate with the
'smack..smack..smack' noise of Kaley's smooth buttocks slamming into her
mother's face. The impact set her baby-fat little buns to jiggling
delightfully on each upstroke.
Kaley increased her pace and son a rising keen began to echo through the
house. She smacked harder with each downstroke, her little tailbone
threatening her mother's nose. On the upstroke her little asshole
tried to pull Lisa's tongue out by the roots.
The commotion they were making had roused Rooster from where he sleeping
on the patio. The Dane clicked into the dining room and stood regarding
the incestuous rutting on the floor. He sniffed the air, the distinct
smell of two overheated pussies was and redolent and in the depths of
his doggie brain he began to wonder how to join in. Beneath his belly his
cock began to stir, preparing the physical equipment.
He was to be disappointed at this time however. Kaley cared for nothing
but the hard motherly muscle that was repeatedly violating her tiny ass.
Lisa cared for nothing but the tight little passage that was molesting her
tongue. The Dane was on his own.
Kaley slammed down hard and kept her butt shoved into her mother's
flattened features. Her keen rose to a shriek as her tipped over and
spilled baby down her mother's chin. Lisa's nose smarted as Kaley
slammed down for the final time. The child ground her hips for a second,
her little asshole twisting on her mother's tongue. Then a wetness flowed
over Lisa's chin to pool in the hollow of her throat. At the same time the
passage surrounding her tongue tried to crush the life from that deep
buried implement as it spasmed with Kaley's powerful orgasm.
Kaley rested for a moment then toppled sideways, the torque of her fall
pulled her mother's tongue from her butt with an obscene slurp. Lisa was
just in time to catch her before the child's head struck the
floor. So powerful was her that Kaley had passed out.
Lisa gently laid her on the floor then rose and smoothed her
dress. She went to the ground floor guest bathroom and wet a soft
washcloth and headed back to the dining room. She intended to clean her
daughter up and then put the exhausted child down for a nap but a rhythmic
slapping sound that drifted to her before she rounded the final corner told
her Kaley might have other plans.
She stepped into the dining room and stopped cold. She stared for a
second then dropped the rag and sent her hand snaking up under her dress.
Kaley had recovered in her absence and noticed Rooster's aroused state.
Now the child sat on the floor with her back against the legs of one of the
heavy oak dining room chairs. Rooster had his big front paws on the
cushion and was fucking his angry cock down the preschooler's throat.
Kaley sighted her and grinned around a mouthful of dick. Her
little adams-apple bounced with each throat-spearing jab of the beast's
prick. Lisa sighed and drove three fingers into her again aroused twat.
The little minx was going to kill her.
That night, and held their own fashion show. They
showered together then Lisa lovingly brushed out her daughter's hair before
arranging it into two cute little pigtails. She then powdered her and applied lipstick, eye shadow and rouge. Done with the cosmetics she
led the naked child down to the living room where the day's deliveries had
been laid out. The had also been set up in one corner.
Lisa started the then led the child to the couch. Lisa sat and
pulled Kaley to stand before her. She dug into the disemboweled packages
and came up with a garter belt in virgin white. She adjusted it and then
fit it around Kaley's waist. The came next, sheer and white,
Kaley giggled as her lovingly pulled the soft material up her legs
and fastened the garters. White pumps finished up the ensemble.
As Lisa took manual control on the Kaley walked back and forth.
At first she had trouble with the heels and tottered about like a toddler
taking his first steps. After a while she became steadier though and
strutted around striking various sexy poses, offering first her pussy, then
her sweet little ass to the silent eye of the camera.
After a moment Lisa locked the to the tripod and with a
mysterious "it needs something" vanished into the kitchen. She was back in
a flash and knelt in front of her five-year-old daughter. "Turn around
baby." Lisa uncapped the black permanent marker she had found in a kitchen
drawer and began to write on her daughter's white butt in big, block
letters. "DOG", she wrote on one perfect little cheek. "SLUT", she
carefully blocked out across the other. Kaley giggled at the touch of the
marker but held still till her finished. As soon as the last letter
was done the child tottered for the full-length hall mirror. She sounded
out the words then squealed, "Dog slut, it says slut!"
She bounced back into the room forgetting about the heels and nearly
measured her length on the floor. She recovered then carefully walked
across the room to stand in front of her mother. Her big blue eyes smiled
up at Lisa. "I am a slut." Lisa bent down and kissed her nose. "I
know you are baby."
The fashion parade continued with Kaley modeling another half dozen
assortments. All were the same, garter belt, and pumps, only the
color varied. Kaley strutted around in each assortment, always wiggling
her freshly monikored little butt at the camera.
The next morning Kaley played in the run while Lisa fumbled with hammer
and saw in the tack room. She was no carpenter but with all of the things
that generally needed fixing around the ranch she was no stranger to tools.
While her worked Kaley danced about pursuing a little fun.
She wore a frilly white dress that incased her from neck to mid thigh.
Sheer white incased her sleek, coltish legs. The white heels
that finished off the ensemble made her thin legs seem longer and pushed
out the cute bulb of her tiny butt. The child giggled as she and Rooster
chased a disreputable soccer ball around the dusty run. Kaley would
kick the ball and the big Dane would lope after it, his big tongue hanging
from the side of his mouth like an afterthought.
The rest of the dogs had been fed but were still in their kennels. They
bayed and barked as Kaley and Rooster romped just outside their cage doors.
Tails thumped concrete in their desire to join in. Noses wormed under
gates and the air was with plaintive whines.
Lisa emerged from the tack room with her creation. She strode to a
center spot in the run and placed it on the ground. It was an odd
two-layer bench with four stubby legs. The lower platform was two feet by
18 inches and was padded by an pillow that had been tacked to the
plywood. The upper was wider though the same length. Its surface was
covered by an scrap of shag carpeting.
Kaley had come bouncing up and now stood looking at the contraption. "I
go in the bottom right mommy?" "That's right baby, are you ready for this?"
Kaley bit her bottom lip and looked up at her mother. Her blue eyes seemed
huge in her elfin face. She nodded. "You'll stop 'em if I start to get
ouchy?" "You know I will baby, wouldn't you." Lisa felt a twinge
of guilt at that lie but if passed. She didn't intend any further hurt.
At least not today. She knelt and hugged the tiny child then backed off
and took up the camcorder that rested of a fence post. The next post down
held a big boom box. She pushed play and music began to issue forth.
As Lisa brought the up Kaley began to sway to the rhythm. Soon
the child was spinning and twirling. Her skirt flaring out to show a hint
of bare thigh at the top of the stockings. Rooster pranced and barked
around her, unsure what to make of this new game. For most of the first
song the child simply danced and swayed, her little hips jiggling as she
sent her skirt swaying, offering tantalizing glimpses of soft bare skin.
Lisa backed off and slowly circled till the chain link gates of the kennels
were in the background. Their jumping baying occupants seemed to caper for
the camera.
As the song neared its end Kaley increased her gyrations. This sent her
lacy hem higher and exposed her lower butt cheeks for the first time. At
its highest point the flying tail of the child's virginal, white dress
exposed just a tiny smudge of black on the pale, creamy cheeks.
The next song was faster and Kaley increased her movements to match.
Her hands went to her high collar and her dress began to at the rear.
The child faced away from the and slowly swayed her little butt as
she pulled the zipper down, exposing the smooth, tanned skin of her back.
When her prominent shoulder blades came into view she shrugged the fabric
off of her shoulders and turned to face the camera, one hand holding the
fabric to her throat.
Teasingly, Kaley lowered the fabric till one of her tiny nipples came
into view. She played hide and seek with her little points for a few
seconds, first exposing one and then the other before finally whipping her
top off completely. She tossed it in the general direction of a clean tarp
that had been laid on the ground just out of the camera's view. As the
second song ended she thrust out her flat chest and stood with her skirt
swirling around her shapely little thighs.
She started the next set with a fast spin that sent the skirt flying out
nearly horizontal, exposing first her bald little twat then her graffiti
covered little ass. She completed two full revolutions before jerking to a
halt facing the camera. Her skirt swirled then settled around her thighs.
Looking directly at the and licking her lips the child sent her
hands behind her. A moment later the skirt sagged as the catch was
released. She lowered the fabric slowly, exposing the lacy garter belt and
finally the top of her plump little slit. She began to sway again to the
music as she played peek-a-boo with her
After displaying her for thirty seconds Kaley spun and began a
similar routine with her butt. Still swaying and throwing in a bump and
grind number as well the child began to again lower her skirt. She
alternated, flashing first one little cheek, then the other, all the while
the fabric crept lower so that more of each delightful moon showed with
each cycle. After a minute of the tease routine she abruptly froze let the
skirt fall to her ankles. The 'DOG SLUT' moniker was now readable for the
first time.
She stepped out of the skirt then used one leg to fling it in the
general direction of her blouse. Turning to face the she squeezed
her legs tightly together, squeezing her bald little between her nylon
clad thighs and making it pooch out even more than normal. She smiled at
the and slowly let one finger slide sensuously down to her tiny
twat. She rubbed the plump lips for a second then wormed her way inside.
She fucked herself for a few strokes then held up her finger, displaying
its glistening coating for the camera. Slowly, still looking directly into
the lens she brought the fragrant digit to her mouth and it clean.
Lisa, her hand clutching at her through her dress, moaned. This
set Kaley off and the child dissolved in a fit of giggles. Lisa stopped
taping and placed the on its tripod before striding toward her
daughter. "Enough of that you little slut. Let's get you fucked." Kaley
held out her arms to her approaching and Lisa swept the child into
her arms. "Did I do good mommy?" Lisa hugged the preschooler and planted a
kiss on her tiny nose, the child's blue eyes seemed huge. "You did great
baby. Are you ready for a cock?" Kaley looked toward the pens and their
cavorting occupants. "I'm gonna have more than one cock mommy. I'm gonna
get fucked lots!" "That's right baby, lots." "Lots and lots and lots and
lots", the child giggled. Suddenly her elfin features turned serious.
"You'll stop 'em if I get too ouchy?" Lisa kissed her again. "You
know I will baby."
Lisa eased Kaley to the ground then helped the child thread her self
through the lower portion of the double bench. She ended up on her stomach
with her butt sticking out one end and her head and thin shoulders out the
other. Kaley dropped her knees to the ground and wiggled to get
comfortable. The action made her tiny cheeks wiggle enticingly.
"Oh you darling little slut." Lisa dropped to her knees behind her
daughter and spread her smooth buttocks. She drug her tongue up the
child's crack before driving it up her tight ass. She fucked in and out a
few strokes then withdrew and dove into the preschooler's fragrant twat.
Kaley moaned and then giggled. "Mommy that's the doggies' pussy. You
had yours this morning." She giggled again and wiggled her round little
ass. "You can have some more butt if you want it though." In response Lisa
gave her a light smack on her little ass and rose. "Suck
Rooster's cock you little minx while I find something to fuck you."
Lisa detoured to the and started the tape rolling before striding
to the near end of the kennel and pulled the master release. The dogs
thundered out in a baying tide as the gates popped.
By the time she made it back to her a half-dozen of the big
studs were circling the child. Kaley had snagged Rooster by one leg and
pulled till he reared up and planted both front paws on the carpeted shelf
above her. The smell of baby already had the Dane's prick half hard
and as designed the bench put his cock at the perfect height for sucking.
Kaley leaned extended her neck and slid her lips over the throbbing, cock. Her cheeks caved in as she immediately applied suction. With a howl
Rooster hunched and drove for her throat.
The other dogs continued to circle the child. As before, they were a
little unsure how to proceed. The whiff of hot cuntlet was in the air
however and activity ramped up quickly. A rangy Shepherd sent a dishcloth
sized tongue swiping across the five-year-old's ass. His next swipe was
lower, just brushing the drooling little pussy. The considered the
taste for a moment then dove in snout first. Kaley squealed around
Rooster's throat filling prick as the big tongue forced her lips apart and
forged inside. The big tongue began to lap madly as the tried to drink
this delicious fountain dry. It was a vain attempt. As fast as he slurped
the nectar up Kaley's tight little twat secreted more.
A second Shepherd approached. His cock was already hanging loose and he
had a better use for than just licking it. He planted his feet on
the bench alongside Rooster's and tried to mount. The problem with this
was that first was still licking and that put his head between a
hard dick and its goal. At first he held his ground, but when he got a
dick in the ear for the third time he withdrew, shaking his head. The
second Shepherd now pulled himself up till his upper body was alongside the
Dane's and began to hunch in earnest. He made a half-dozen strokes before
Kaley's wiggling finally captured his cock. The child screamed
around Rooster's cock as she was speared at her other end.
Lisa removed the from the tripod and began to slowly circle the
rutting trio. The two dogs quickly developed a rhythm and soon they were
thrusting together. The little moaned and gurgled as she was
alternately stuffed and voided by the beasts. Both dogs now had their
tongues out and were grinning at each other over their conquest. Saliva
dripped onto the child's back in a steady rain.
Rooster sped up and began to hump harder. Low choking sounds began to
slip out around his driving prick but Kaley showed no other sign of
distress. The other dogs were now becoming very excited. Most now had
their throbbing cocks hanging free. Several tried to horn in on one or the
other of the rutting pair but low growls of warning backed them off. Two
of the beasts tried to get under Lisa's dress, the smell told them their
was another overheated there. She sent them off with a scold and a
shove.
A series of low woofing sounds from the Dane's throat told Lisa he was
nearly there she pushed through the milling pack till she could kneel and
aim the up under the dog's rippling stomach to where his cock mated
with a five-year-old little mouth. His knot had inflated and was now
mashing the child's lips into her teeth with bruising force. He was really
driving now, Kaley's head was being driven hard into his chest with each
thrust. Lisa zoomed in till the could see her slim neck bulge each
time the beast's cock drove into her tight throat
Rooster began to with a low growl. Lisa zoomed in till Kaley's
adams apple bounced in the viewfinder as the child swallowed. The Dane's
morning load was too much for the child-bitch and began to drool
down her chin. Rooster gave a mighty lunge and watery sprayed
from the little girl's nose. The Dane jerked again, this time pulling his
cock from the child's mouth on the outstroke. Kaley tried to capture it
but the still spurting dick slid across her face, leaving a trail of
slime from her mouth to her hair line. The next jet sprayed into her tresses. With his cock still venting the Dane dropped from the platform
and hunched his way across the run to collapse in the dust outside one of
the empty pens.
A coal black Labrador quickly took Rooster's place. Lisa held her
breath at the thrust his impressive slab of meat at Kaley's pixie face.
The child had never blown any but Rooster and Lisa was afraid she would
balk. She need not have worried. Kaley was on the brink or her own first
orgasm and pure lust ruled her mind. The five-year-old stretched her mouth
and met the cock halfway, quickly pulling half its length into her throat
and for more.
The Shepherd in Kaley's drove deep and howled. The feel of his hot
spunk spraying her cervix was the last straw for the child as well. She
let out an impressive howl of her own around the cock stuffing throat as
dog and preschooler came together.
The Shepherd dumped his nut quickly and tried to withdraw but he had
difficulty in that endeavor. His knot had never seated, the child's tight
little was far too small for that, but Kaley was still caught in the
throes of her own orgasm. Her little had locked the beast's cock
into a death grip and wasn't letting go. The whined as his now
painfully sensitive prick remained locked in that velvet sheath. For a
long moment Kaley remained suspended, a cock locked in both ends. Then the
child pulled her mouth back enough to take a shuddering breath around the
Lab's cock, a long stream of spew poured off her lower lip. Freed, the
Shepherd backed off, his dick pulling free with a long obscene 'schloop'.
The first Shepherd dared in and again began to lick at the child's twat.
This time their was far more fluid to drain from the tiny hole. Again he
had barely started when another cock jabbed into his head. Whining, he
withdrew as a Rotweiller jammed his already dripping prick into Kaley's
sloppy little slit. The Rotty was big, bigger than most of the studs, with
a prick to match. Kaley had just started to suck the Lab again when the
massive slab of Rotweiller cock forced her lips wide and burrowed between.
She screamed around the Lab's dick, a sound half agony and half ecstasy.
Lisa darted around, taping the action from all angles. She fingered her
own as the dogs pounded her tiny from both ends. Her burned so much Lisa was tempted to drop to her knees and allow one of the
beast's that were constantly trying to nose under her dress to mount and
pound her to oblivion. She held back for two reasons. First, it
would mean losing control of the camera. Second, the idea of being fucked
by a dog, even though she had already done it once, was disgusting to her.
Only the foulest of the foul would willingly let a violate their body
with their filthy cocks. The fact that her own sweet baby was
being defiled at both ends in just that way was so erotic to her because of
just that belief. It was degrading and shameful, but she wanted Kaley
degraded, she wanted Kaley shamed. She wanted Kaley to become the lowest,
filthiest, most perverted nympho slut on the planet. She wanted her
darling to be all that and more, and she wanted it before the child turned
six.
The Shepherd and the Rotty came together, the hosing from both ends
kicked off Kaley's second orgasm. She was still cuming when both beast's
pulled clear and two more mounted up. The preschooler was now nothing but
pussy and mouth. She moaned whenever either was emptied and tried her
best to fill it. After the third pair had finished with her and no other's
immediately took over the child crawled from the bench and directly into
the milling herd. She shoved her face under a shaggy belly and slurped up
a cock even as rough paws yanked her ass into position for mounting. Claws
now marked and tore at her buttocks and back but she seemed not to notice.
More poured down her throat and she swallowed with gusto. She spat
that cock out as soon as it began to soften and dove for another.
For over an hour the child was pummeled by nearly twenty pricks. Lisa
dutifully waited for Kaley to scream 'uncle'. She truly would have stopped
the gang bang at that point. It never occurred however. Like a trooper
Kaley kept up till the last cock pulled from her twat with a wet 'plop' a
gooey mass of splashed from the fucked out little hole.
The owner, the hard luck Shepherd finally getting his cookies, dove in
snout first and began to clean the tiny child. He licked up the rivers of
cum that had run down the little girl's thin tan thighs then up past her
pussy to tongue up the mass that had squirted over the little white moons
when still cuming dogs had withdrawn. His tongue washed over the firm
little ass then descended into the humid crack. He licked the length of
this for a second then parted the pert little cheeks and zeroed in on the
little pink bud of Kaley's anus. The child moaned as the pushed past
her sphincter.
After dining on butt for a minute the Shepherd moved lower and finally
cleaned the gaping little twat. Kaley fidgeted and whimpered as her raw
little was roughly tongued clean. The dropped to his belly and
cocked his head up for better penetration and drove inside, each lap
pulling out wads of slimy spunk. For long minutes the painted
the inside of the preschooler's with his tongue.
When the Shepherd finally finished several of the dogs were milling
around with signs of renewed interest in their eyes and half exposed cocks
hanging under their shaggy bellies'. Lisa decided Kaley had had enough
however and began to shoo the back to their pens. Most went meekly
enough but several of the perennial trouble makers decided to play hard to
get. With sharp words and more than a little bit of physical intervention
Lisa finally rounded op the last stray and locked him behind the wire.
Lisa cradled her nude, fucked out in her arms and carried her
back to the house. She adjusted the taps in the master bath till the
temperature was hot but not scalding then added a dollop of bubble bath.
Showing more animation Kaley clapped her hand's with glee at this. It was
a rare treat, mainly because the child made such a mess with the heaps of
wet foam.
Lisa slid Kaley in through the mountain of suds then stripped and
followed. and giggled and played till the water cooled
below the comfort point, somehow getting clean in the process. Lisa
drained the tub then turned on the shower. The two rinsed the last of the
foam from their bodies. After turning off the water Lisa stepped from the
tub and leaned over to get the fluffy towels she had placed on the
toilet. She never made it.
She was just reaching out when a pair of tiny hands spread her firm ass
cheeks and a voracious mouth clamped to her anus. Kaley ate ass like she
was possessed, growling and moaning as she tried her game best to stuff her
entire face into her mother's butt. For fifteen minutes Lisa shuddered and
moaned as her tiny reamed her bowels. Her was never touched
but she came a dozen times from the action of the insatiable little muscle
that was savaging her ass.
Finally she could take no more and Kaley slowly pulled her buried tongue
from her mother's anus. It slithered out like a snake, wriggling as it
withdrew. Lisa turned around and swept her into her arms. They
kissed, a deep sensuous tongue kiss then Lisa pulled back. "Thank you
baby, that was wonderful." Kaley giggled, "Thank you for letting all the
doggies fuck me mommy." "Did you like it?" Kaley nodded then laid her head
on her mothers tit. "Uhuh, but I'm feeling ouchy now." She looked up a
hopeful expression on her face, "Can we do it again tomorrow?" Lisa
laughed, "Let's wait a little longer baby. You're probably really going to
be sore tomorrow."
That night after bedding Kaley down Lisa fired up the computer and went
surfing. It was time to broaden Kaley's horizons and the necessary
materials were not available on the ranch. They in fact were not for sale
at all but available if you knew where to look. The knowing where to look
part proved to be somewhat of a problem however. It was the early hours
before she felt she had at least made a good start. Wearily she shut down
the machine and climbed the stairs to where her little lover lay sleeping.
Maybe an early morning snack of baby would help her sleep.
Kaley didn't get any cock for two days after her second gang bang.
She'd tried to give Rooster a before breakfast fuck the day after but had
proven to be too sore. She'd settled for his cock while her sucked her pussy. On the morning of the third day the naked child was on
her hands and knees the big Rotty while her washed down the
pens. Rooster strolled over and after exchanging a perfunctory doggy
greeting with the other animal, mounted from the rear and speared his cock
into the five-year-old's cunt.
While Lisa put the hose away and got the feed her gurgled and
whimpered contentedly as she was fucked from both ends. The 'slurp-suck'
sound of the depraved coupling accompanied Lisa as she dished out the food
down the baying line of pens. As it was Lisa, Kaley, and the dogs managed
to finish almost together. Kaley gulped the Rotty's pungent as Rooster
sent his hot slime spraying into the child's cunt. Afterwards Lisa put the
Rotweiller away and the three of them skipped back to the house.
The next days were busy. There was a show in Phoenix and Lisa had
three entered. On the night before the departure Lisa bathed the
three and groomed them before placing them in a smaller holding pen
attached to the house. She fixed a late supper then called Kaley to eat.
When their was no answer she went looking. She found her rambunctious
daughter in the holding pen with a Mastiff pounding her pussy. The other
two occupants lay curled on the rugs that adorned the floor, totally
uninterested in the sexual proceedings only a few feet away. That was a
sure sign they'd already been serviced.
Lisa waited till her offspring had brought the third to a howling
cum with her tight little then escorted the little minx from the pen.
Kaley grinned at her without apology. "I thought a little might calm them down for the trip mommy." Lisa smacked her naked on her slick butt then chased the giggling preschooler into the house.
After supper the two settled in front of the computer. Lisa booted the
machine and brought up a graphics viewer while Kaley playfully pulled up
her mother's and began to suck her tits.
"Baby, how would you like to suck a man's dick?" Kaley pulled her mouth
from her mother's tit and turned to stare at the monitor. A male reclined on a bed with his stiff cock in his hand. The slab of meat was
nearly ten inches long. "That's a big dick mommy, but it's not and the
shapes funny." "Would you like to suck it?" The child turned and looked at
her mother. "You can suck man's dicks. I though you could only suck doggy
dick?" "You can suck any dick that will fit in your mouth baby." Kaley
returned her gaze to the monitor. "Can I suck it?" "Maybe not that exact
one baby but can get you some men's dicks to suck if you want to.
Most won't be that big." Kaley stared at the image for a long moment then
jerked her head. "I'd like to suck some mens."
It was a six hour drive to Phoenix. and shared the cab
of the pickup while the dog's rode in a portable cage in the back. Kaley
fidgeted most of the way, her dress was the familiar micro-mini but her
charm's were encased in now unfamiliar white cotton. Twice they stopped
for gas and bathroom breaks. Both times Lisa had to practically order
Kaley to put her back on.
Lisa went directly to the convention center where the show was to be
held. Filling out the reams of paperwork took several hours and it was
evening before they finally reached their hotel. It was the same place
Lisa always stayed, a slightly seedy Ramada that had the distinction of
being the only establishment within five miles of the show venue that
allowed dogs. That ensured it a full house when the show circuit came
around. The big sign said 'WElcoMe BreeDers" the 'W' was crooked and
only hung by a corner. They checked in, taking the last ground floor room.
Lisa pulled the truck around and parked at the door, they then unloaded
luggage and dogs.
The attached restaurant served Thai food hot enough to pit armor plate
but Lisa was too tired to look for anything else. They ordered the mildest
thing on the menu then sipped iced tea while they waited for the food. The
restaurant was decorated in funky 70's dark. The walls were and ceiling
were covered with dingy mirrors that had been marbleized with and black
paint leaving the reflective surface only here and there. Wall sconces
like those used in theatres provided dim light. Small tea candles
burned on most of the tables.
Despite the full motel the restaurant was nearly empty. Lisa counted
only a handful of patrons besides themselves. These were widely spaced,
small pools of movement and murmured conversation in the vastness of the
dark dining room. The food arrived and proved surprisingly good. Lisa ate
with gusto while Kaley picked at her plate. If it didn't have lots of
sugar and at least 10 kinds of artificial coloring and preservatives the
child seemed to have to have trouble thinking of it as food.
After supper Lisa and her strolled over to the attached
cocktail lounge. A single patron sat at the bar while two of the twenty
odd tables were occupied. The single bar sitter came right out of 'Leisure
Suit Larry'. He had been chatting up the tired 40 something barmaid but
soon turned his attention to Lisa. She turned him off with a glance then
scanned the room. The place was dead so she abandoned the idea of an after
dinner cocktail
Back at the room and showered together. The cramped tub
and a temperature selector that seemed only capable of too hot or too cold
kept the duration to a minimum and assured they kept their minds on getting
clean. Lisa dried Kaley first then let the naked child run loose in the
room while she dried herself. Once dry she pulled on the fluffy white
complimentary robe and stepped out into the room.
What she saw stopped her in her tracks. Still naked, Kaley lay on one
of the beds with her legs wide spread. The Mastiff was licking away at her
pussy. A largish Irish Setter lay alongside the child while she did her
best to coax his cock out of its sheath. The room's drapes were wide open.
Thinking fast Lisa forced herself from her paralysis and strode forward.
She pulled the Mastiff out of her daughter's crotch and smacked it on the
nose. The blow looked harder than it was, still the looked at her
in puzzlement. Lisa next shoved the Setter off into the floor. The beast
gave a yelp of surprise as it landed on its side. Claws scrabbled on the
wall as the tried to right himself. Lisa gave her a stern
look then moved and pulled the room's heavy drapes closed.
"Why did you do that mommy? I haven't had a all day long." Lisa
turned to her her features softening. "Do you remember what I
told you last night?" Kaley giggled, "Uhuh, you said I had a perfect butt.
Then you stuck your tongue up it." "Before that you little minx, when we
were getting ready for bed." "You mean about description?" "Discretion",
Lisa corrected. "Uhuh, that's why I had to wear today." She made a
face at that. "That's also why you don't play around with the dogs with
the drapes open. People might see. We talked about this." "Sorry mommy. I
forgot."
Giving her one last hard look Lisa eased the door open and
stepped out, pulling the robe tightly around her. The parking lot was hot,
dark and empty. Apparently no one had witnessed Kaley's little show. She
looked at the window and confirmed that the drapes offered full privacy
with no gaps then stepped back into the room. With her mother's permission
Kaley resumed the festivities. All three dogs dumped their nut in the
five-year-old over the next half hour. The last one pounded into her
sloppy little as the tiny slut ate her mother's gushing cunt.
They were up early the next morning. After loading the dogs they
breakfasted at a Denny's then it was on to the convention center. The show
proceeded by breeds. As a result Lisa was only showing the Setter today.
For three hours and sat while after was paraded
before a mostly empty house. shows were of little interest to the
public at large, the audience was mainly other breeders with a smattering
of enthusiasts and the truly bored for seasoning.
Each was allowed two minutes to show his stuff. They were ran
out to a center display area then the handler would run through a brief
series of commands to showcase the animal's intelligence then it was on to
the next dog. A few breeders did not bother with training their animal's.
They were simply showcasing their beast's breeding and therefore potential
for service. Lisa fell into that latter category. So when she was
called she simply trotted the Mastiff out and walked him around showing off
his rippling muscles and sleek coat. Lisa was wearing a low cut black
cocktail dress with medium heels, she garnered as many appreciative stares
as the did. As she was leading the out of the display area she
ironically thought that maybe she should let Kaley show the dogs. She was
sure the child could get them to demonstrate tricks no one had ever seen at
a show before.
After her showing Lisa talked with a few interested parties, gathering a
small pile of business cards and giving out a few of her own, then they
were free for the day. Lisa drove to the hotel and dropped off the dogs.
She was confident they wouldn't trash the place. That was one bit of
training she did do. They grabbed a bit of lunch at a sandwich shop then
it was off to the days main event. With a map of the city she set out for
a park on the far side of town. It wasn't hard to find but the lunchtime
traffic made the trip a hassle.
Once there Lisa parked the truck in a half-full lot and the two got out.
The park was big, about twenty acres and was fairly popular with the city
dwellers. There was a small swimming lake complete with beach and a
generous wooded area but most of the grounds were mowed grass. Pavilions
and rusty barbecue grills were spotted about. A jogging trail with
exercise trails wondered through the grounds. Their was also a paved way
for bicyclists and roller bladers.
For several hours the two wondered through the park getting the feel of
the place. The swimming lake seemed fairly popular. Some kind of
organized children's summer activity group was splashing away. Adult and
near adult counselors dashed around blowing their whistles at regular at
intervals and generally tried to keep the mayhem from getting too far out
of hand. Only a few of the pavilions were in use, several more had little
'RESERVED' placards on them but no sign of what they were reserved for.
They passed one where a noisy birthday party was in full swing. The guest
of honor was a child about Kaley's age though chubby and not nearly as
cute. The jogging trail was all but empty but the paved way was getting a
lot of use. Most of the crowd were roller-bladers and most of those seemed
to be teen and preteen girls. They dashed around with great verve,
many showing an unseemly amount of ass cheek from beneath the legs of their
too-short shorts. A few months before Lisa would have been scandalized by
the display. Now she took a convenient bench and enjoyed the free show.
She mentally undressed many of the cuter skaters as they dashed past her
vantage point. She imagined peeling those painted on shorts down and then
burying her face between those supple white cheeks. The thought got her
pussy drooling and she found herself rubbing her thighs together for
stimulation.
She stood and tugged her short skirt down before she created a scene of
her own and the two wondered off. One leg of the little used jogging trail
led off into the wooded section of the park. A sign warned women not to
jog alone at night. They moved deeper into the woods. The canopy was
thick and the trail was dank and dark. The trail was a layer of mulch over
muddy ground. Lisa soon found the going hard in her heels so she removed
them and proceeded barefoot. About 300 yards in the trail made a dogleg to
the left, on the outside of the turn was a cleared area and centered in it
was their goal.
The park had four separate restroom facilities, this was the least used.
It was an oblong box of concrete blocks. The roof was raised a foot off
the walls for ventilation. Lisa took Kaley by the hand and the two moved
across the muddy ground to a door with a rusty sign that said 'WOMEN' on
it. Inside were a half dozen stalls opposite a long sink-filled counter.
The floor was bare concrete with the memory of gray paint. The stalls were
yellow painted plywood. The air had a faint medicinal smell.
Lisa tried the stalls and as advertised discovered that the partition
between the men's and women's side of the facility was not the normal
concrete block but only a thin sheet of plywood. Six of the stalls had
suspicious holes at about crotch height. Their was evidence that multiple
attempts had been made to cover these up. Satisfied, Lisa took her
daughter by the hand and the two exited. Their was time for a good supper
before dark.
When the idea had first formed in Lisa's head to get Kaley some dick
for her little mouth the glory had sounded like the perfect solution.
The anonymity nicely solved the problem of the mouth being only five years
of age. The problem was that other criteria were involved. Once she'd
started her search on the internet it became apparent that many glory holes
were in adult theaters or bookstores. That was obviously out of the
question. Many of the others were meant only for male-male sex and
therefore were between the adjoining stalls of men's restrooms, again not
an option. Lisa had almost given up when she'd stumbled across a new
website that listed 'holes' by category including stating whether they were
suitable only for sex or otherwise. Viewing the boy-girl list and
dumping those in adult establishments had left half-a-dozen in the north
west, including one that just happened to be in the same city as the latest
dog show.
They drove to a Japanese steak house and had a fine supper. Kaley
clapped her hands in delight when the chef prepared their meal right at the
table. Afterwards it was back to the motel. Lisa changed out of her
dress, donning baggy pants and tennis shoes along with a light sweater.
Kaley got a similar rig. Lisa put the camcorder and light in a small
suitcase, she also tossed in several of the motel's towels.
It was evening by the time they pulled out and they made good time
across town. Lisa parked in the furthest lot from the restroom and the two
hopped out. Almost as an afterthought Lisa reached beneath the trucks seat
and retrieved the .38 she kept there. She dropped the gun into one pocket
then the two set out.
The park had a roving security guard but the web site had promised that
he only checked the isolated restroom once in the evening and again just
before dawn. The Phoenix police sensibly seemed to think that consensual
sex no matter how kinky should have a rather low priority in the scheme of
things and generally never came by at all. Lisa checked her watch as they
approached the trail. She spotted a low pavilion and the and
daughter seated themselves in the dark. Within fifteen minutes a
flashlight came bobbing down the trail and past without pointing in their
direction. Lisa again checked her watch, right on time.
She pulled Kaley up and the two dashed to the trail. They jogged the
short distance to the restroom and quickly made their way into the women's
side. Lisa retrieved a small stone and propped the door open about a foot.
According to the web data that was the agreed upon signal that a woman was
available. She then hustled Kaley into the first of the equipped
stalls. Lisa assembled the and light then they settled down to
wait.
It proved to be a long wait. For nearly an hour the two squatted in the
cramped cubicle. Finally Lisa relented and the two moved out into the
bathroom. Lisa let Kaley roam about the room but she kept a watch at the
door. The planning and the doing were different things and her
apprehension was climbing by the minute.
She was on the verge of giving up when she spotted movement on the
trail. She pulled back and soon sighted a lone figure moving toward the
bathroom. It was a in his early forty's, thin of hair and with a
slight paunch. He stopped and stared at the women's and for a panicked
second Lisa thought he had seen her through the crack. He apparently was
only trying to tell if the portal was propped open however because he
quickly hustled through the men's door. She caught a strong whiff of
liquor as he passed.
Lisa silently signaled to Kaley and the two again stuffed themselves
into the stall. They had discussed the need for silence and Kaley had
followed the script to the letter so far. Lisa was proud of her. They
could here the moving around then the creaking sound of a stall door
opening. Their was silence for a moment then a gentle knock on the wall a
dozen feet down. Lisa returned the knock, they heard the exit his
stall and move toward them. Lisa gave another light knock to help with
navigation and in another second the stall on the opposite side of theirs
opened then closed.
They heard heavy breathing then a muffled curse as the barked his
shin on the toilet. A second later the spoke in a low voice. "You
want some cock lady?" The voice startled Lisa. The web site had stated
that these affairs were normally carried out in silence. She decided not
to respond and motioned Kaley likewise. Her heart was hammering in her
chest. "You want some cock lady?" A long moment of silence stretched out
then, "Ahh fuck. Have some cock, have at this big dog." Lisa activated the
camera and light just as a man's semi-hard prick thrust through the in
Kaley's face.
The child looked up at her in shock but on receiving no further
guidance returned her gaze to the cock hanging before her nose.
Tentatively she reached up a hand and stroked the anonymous dick. It
twitched and a groan sounded through the plywood. Gaining confidence the
child gripped the prick, her tiny hand would not span it, then leaned and
gently kissed the tip.
Lisa stifled a groan of her own and tried to hold the steady.
Dirt fuck horniness replaced her earlier apprehension as Kaley began to
lick the fat helmet of the big circumcised cock hanging before her. The
strange dick twitched again and began to stiffen. Kaley turned to grin
briefly at the her dimples dancing then turned back and opened her
mouth wide. The five-year-old engulfed the entire head and sealed her lips
around it. She began to suck, her cute little cheeks caving in with the
effort.
"Oh shit, oh damn, woman you got a tiny hot mouth! Fuck keep doing
that!" Kaley did that and more. Still she bobbed forward and took
two inches of rigid shaft between her lips. She slowly eased off till only
the head was in her mouth leaving the exposed area wet with saliva. She
paused a moment then surged forward again. Slowly the child built up a
rhythm about half of the exposed dick. From the grunts and groans
drifting through the thin plywood she was doing a good job.
For a minute the preschooler bobbed steadily then on the fore stroke she
suddenly halted. Lisa saw Kaley take a deep breath through her nose then
her cute face shoved forward. Another inch of prick vanished. The child's
throat worked as she tried to take the now iron hard cock into her throat.
She was just achieving a measure of success, another half-inch had
vanished, when a bellow rose from beyond the wall. "Shit girl! You're
eating my dick. Oh Fuckkkkkkkkkk!"
blasted from around Kaley's lips and spewed from her nose as the
stranger blew his slimy load in her five-year-old mouth. Caught by
surprise Kaley gagged then coughed around the invading dick. She backed
off, releasing the head and coughed up cum. It drooled down from her lower
lip as another blast painted her face. With her eyes closed against the
burning the sleek preschooler lunged forward and captured the cock by
feel. Her throat worked as she drank the rest of the man's load.
The backed up, pulling his wilting dick from Kaley's tiny mouth and
withdrawing it back through the hole. They heard the sound of him zipping.
"That was the best honey. The fucking best." The stall door opposite them
banged and they heard the making his way out of the restroom. The
entrance door creaked then thumped shut on its pneumatic closer. Silence
followed.
Lisa waited pulled coarse industrial grade paper from the
dispenser and used it to clean her tiny daughter's face. The cute was covered in glistening, aromatic and her did her best to
blot it up.
Lisa again took her post at the door, her oozing had dried out
somewhat as apprehension again pushed its way to the fore. Ten minutes
passed, then twenty. Lisa had almost decided to call it a night when she
saw a figure approaching. A portly appeared in the feeble light. He
rolled like a sailor as he left the path and headed for the restroom. Lisa
pulled back from the crack. A second later the men's room door squealed
open.
Lisa and Kaley had time to enter the stall before a light, almost
tentative, knock sounded from the far side of the wall. Before Lisa could
respond her brought her own tiny fist up and responded with the
sharp raps.
Nothing happened for a long moment then they heard a rustling sound, a
short, cock pushed through the a second later. Lisa raised the
camera and began to tape as Kaley leaned forward and began to give her
second to a member of her own species.
The child was less tentative and more aggressive this time around. The
fat man's dick was limp when shoved through the hole. She attacked it with
her tongue, licking and batting at it like a kitten with a toy mouse.
Slowly the member began to stiffen under the assault. As soon as it was
moderately hard Kaley opened wide and forced her tiny mouth over the
bloated head. She screwed her face from side to side, forcing more prick
into her mouth.
With half of the fat six-inch dick in her mouth she paused then drove
forward again. Her throat worked as she swallowed and then the anonymous
prick bent slightly as the applied pressure. Abruptly the fat head slipped
into her throat. She kept going, four inches, five, she pressed on. When
she stopped her lips were crushed against the plywood and the fat dick was
buried in her throat
The fat was now breathing very hard. But he made no move, he seemed
to be waiting for what was to come next. Lisa raged to herself, 'fuck her
throat you idiot. Use her five-year-old baby mouth like you would a crack
whore's pussy. Fuck my little slut's mouth.' Her own perverted thoughts
set Lisa off. Suddenly her was five-alarm hot.
The must have gotten the idea because he began to pant. The thin
plywood wall boomed and shuddered alarmingly as his gut banged into it.
Kaley made choking sounds but kept her face planted to the dirty wall as
the anonymous cock ravaged her preschool throat. Her neck bulged
rhythmically as the dick drove over her tongue and into her tiny
cocksucking gullet.
Lisa supported the with one hand as she attacked her with
the other. The image in the viewfinder tilted and jiggled as she fumbled
shoved down her pants and fumbled with her panties. The soaked material
was being obstinate. Nearly crying with frustration Lisa shoved her pants
lower; she grasped the wet crotch of her underwear and ripped the flimsy
garment apart with a single tug. She moaned as her fingers' found their
way to her hot, wet pussy. Steadying the against her shoulder she
fucked herself to the timing of the fat pedophiles mouth fucking thrusts.
Whatever else the fat was, he had staying power. For nearly five
minutes he fucked the child's face. Twice Kaley briefly pulled off to
cough and take a shuddering breath. Both times long beards of pre-cum drooled off her lip before she dove back onto the fat, glistening
cock. Lisa had nearly a dozen times by then. Deliberately she held
back. She wanted to just as her five-year-old cocksucking finally got slimy, smelly washing over her tonsils.
The noises from the other side of the wall got louder. That fat had
began to blow like a steam engine from the exertion. Now he began to take
big open mouthed gulps of air as he picked up the pace of his fucking. The
wall boomed faster and gave off a series of protesting squeaks. Dust
sifted down onto and daughter. "Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit!"
Abruptly the wall gave off a crackling sound and bowed in a few inches.
Kaley's mouth was shoved away from the as the man's dick drove deep.
Quickly she recovered and recaptured the length of lost cock. "Oh, fucking
shit!"
Lisa saw pull back till just the head of the fat dick was in her tiny
mouth and start swallowing franticly. The knowledge that her tiny baby was
drinking set off her own long delayed orgasm. Her world exploded and
her vision redded out as her own melted her guts. The strayed
up and over Kaley's head to record the grimy ceiling as Lisa slid down the
wall of the grimy stall. It was all she could do not to cry out as a
fountain of girl-cum sprayed from her cunt, some of it spraying her tiny
daughter.
When Lisa recovered moments later the cock was gone, leaving an empty
hole. Over her own ragged breathing she could hear the fat departing
his stall. He seemed to have trouble walking, at least he banged into a
lot of things on the way out. Lisa picked up the from where it had
slid to the floor and taped Kaley licking from the corners of her
mouth. The child smiled mischievously and opened her mouth to reveal her
tongue still swimming in a lake of white spunk. Streamers of it hung from
the roof of her mouth. Still smiling she closed her mouth and swallowed.
She opened it to show the was gone just as the men's door banged and
the fat staggered into the night.
Lisa decided that was enough for the night. They gave the last a
few minutes to get clear then and exited the restroom and
made their own furtive way through the darkness. Only when they reached
the safety of the truck did Kaley giggle and speak. "I like man's mommy. Can I have some more?" Lisa started the engine then leaned over to
ruffle the little minxes tresses. "You little slut. You can have
all the you want."
That night Lisa ate her to a half-dozen shrieking orgasms.
Kaley then returned the favor while the dogs took turns taking her from the
rear. It was nearly two a.m. before they finally showered and slipped
beneath the sheets. Kaley still wasn't done though. When Lisa rolled onto
her stomach the child slipped downward beneath the cool linen and gently
prized apart her mother's shapely nether cheeks. Lisa drifted off to sleep
with her daughter's tongue gently fucking deep into her ass.
The show seemed to drag the next day. Lisa's last wasn't to show
till nearly five so she and Kaley had to stay for the duration. The lack
of sleep finally caught up with her just after noon and she snuggled down
into her chair and went to sleep. She awoke several hours later with a
crick in her neck and her butt smarting from the hard metal of the chair.
She blinked awake and looked around. The dog's were lounging around her
feet, their leashes secured to one of the concrete weighted ring's the
promoters provided for that purpose. There was however no sign of Kaley.
Lisa sat up straighter and looked around. Out on the floor a series of
small lap breeds were preening and prancing as the too cheerful voice of
the announcer pointed out the best points of each. People were sitting
around in the rows of folding metal chairs, others were standing next to
the rope that demarked the show area or standing around in small clots but
nowhere did she see one diminutive dynamo.
Alarmed Lisa stood and slowly circled the floor. Seeing no sign of her
daughter she started another circuit, this time asking after the child.
Finally a 50ish, heavy set woman patted her graying bun and gave Lisa a
condescending look. "I think I saw her playing around those doors over
there." She waved a hand and then took a deep breath, "You know dear you
really should keep better track of her. I declare there are enough sick
people in the world that---"
"Thank you", Lisa cut off the blowhard before the lecture could
really get started and moved toward the indicated doors. They were wide,
double doors with paper covered windows. A chain hung sign said 'employees
only'. She gave a tentative push and the right hand panel swung open.
With a last look back at the show Lisa stepped into the darkness.
The hallway beyond led off toward another exhibition hall, this one
unused at present. For particularly large gatherings the doors could be
locked open and the two joined. Lisa paused for a moment to let her eyes
adjust. The darkness was not quite absolute. Light filtered through the
closed door at her back and a 'EXIT' sign at the far end of the hall
made its own feeble contribution. Lisa stepped off and strode to the far
end. Unconsciously trying to mute the light thud of her heels on the low
pile carpeting.
The double doors at the far end were locked and the room beyond dark.
Lisa turned and retraced her steps. Midway down the hall were two doors,
one on either side. The door to the left was a single steel pane and was
locked. A low electrical hum came through the panel. The portal opposite
was a double door, the right panel moved at her touch and she pushed it
open and stepped inside.
This area appeared to be a dining room. Long trestle tables filled the
large space. On the far side stainless glittered dimly from a cafeteria
style serving line. Lisa circulated the room, the darkness and silence
spooking her somewhat. She was about to depart and contact the hall's
security people when a noise stopped her. She moved in the direction she
thought it had come from and then paused. After a moment she heard it
again, a murmured voice, almost a groan.
There was a door behind the cafeteria counter. Lisa moved to it peered
through the wire-reinforced window. More stainless gleamed from a darkened
kitchen. Lisa twisted her head from side to side and leaned left and right
to see all she could through the small glass area but she saw no sign of
anyone. She backed a step and was debating her next move when the groan
came again.
Summoning her nerve, Lisa gently pushed open the door. It moved with
only a light, well oiled, hydraulic hiss. She stepped inside. The floor
here was ceramic tile, her pumps would click loudly in the quiet room. She
reached down and slipped them off before easing the door closed behind her.
Her view was limited by two rows of pantry shelves that reared to her left
and right. They formed a corridor down which she could see a mammoth sink
against the far wall.
A muted rustling directed her attention to the left. There was a gap of
about two feet between the left-hand shelf and the wall. Ducking low, Lisa
eased through it. The left half of the room opened out. Ranges and grills
took up the far wall. Their vent hoods were dimly seen shapes above. The
center of the area was devoted to a long butcher-block topped preparation
area. Three stood on the far side of this, visible only from the waist
up. One had his arms rigidly at his side, his head back, and a look on
near pain on his face. The other two were clustered around him, their eyes
downcast and wide.
There was another pantry shelf at the far end of the space, this one at
right angles to the one at Lisa's back. If she could make the far side of
it she would have a clear view of just what was happening on the other side
of the preparation island. As she pulled back toward the doorway she
already had an idea what that would be. One back in the cover of the
shelves Lisa crouched low and made her way to the far end of the room. She
paused by the sink and peered around the end of the shelving. It was ten
feet to the cover of the next pantry shelf. Ten open feet. If any one of
the trio glanced up Lisa would be spotted.
She took a deep breath then crossed the gap at a light trot. There were
no cries of alarm or surprise. Lisa crouched behind a stack of flour cans
and willed her heart to stop hammering. Once recovered she eased her way
down the shelving till she found a gap she could peer through. She
crouched and looked.
What she saw took her breath away. The three men, all in their early
twenties, wore the light blue and pants of the hall's maintenance and
custodial staff. Two of them did at least. One of them had his pants and
underwear bunched around his ankles. Kaley was on her knee's before him.
Her cute head bobbing up and down on his cock.
The receiver was Hispanic, he swore lightly in Spanish then looked down
at the child who was his dick. The other two were both fondling
the bulges in their own pants. The one on the right, a tall with
spiked hair, facial jewelry and the hard buff body of a surfer started to
unzip his pants. "Man this is fucking wild!"
The third nodded. He was black, with a thin build and less height
than the blond. The Hispanic grunted, "Man, she just came up to me and
asked if she could suck my cock! Damn she's good!" He had begun to thrust
his hips. The room fell silent except for the obscene slurp of a hard cock
pistoning in and out of the wet mouth of a five-year-old slut. Kaley
choked occasionally as the hard prick filling her throat drove deep.
The black now had his own cock free. It was slender, but with an
impressive length. The circumcised head was a deep purple. "Yeah right,
you were just back here relaxing huh? I bet she caught you pulling on your
wick again."
"Man, fuck you." The statement ended in a groan as Kaley took his cock
deep. The child paused with her lips buried in the man's wiry black pubic
hair. Gagging sounds emerged from her slender throat as she swallowed
around the deeply embedded cock. "Oh fuck she's good man".
The surfer had his cock out now. It was only moderate length but it was
as big around as Kaley's wrist. He stroked it a few times then leaned
forward to rub it on the kinderslut's cock face. He leaned over
and with one hand pulled the child's dress up to expose her plain white
panties. The sheer cotton had bunched up and pulled into the little girl's
crack leaving a tantalizing expanse of small creamy baby fat buttocks
exposed. "I bet you've a lot men's cocks haven't you honey?"
Kaley pulled off the Hispanic's prick with an obscene slurp. She turned
to face her questioner, "Only a few man's dicks. Mainly I suck dog's
dicks."
The black had knelt behind the child. Her bunched revealed just
the ends on the printed moniker on the child's sexy little ass. He'd just
started to pull the undergarment down off her little hips when that
bombshell dropped into the nearly deserted kitchen. With trembling fingers
he peeled the cotton down to reveal the glory of the child's lovely white
butt with the faded 'DOG SLUT' written across both tiny cheeks. "Oh shit
dudes, she's got 'dog slut' written on her butt!"
Kaley giggled at the look these twin shocks had on the surfer then
returned to the Hispanic's cock. She swallowed the man's weapon, driving
forward in one long obscene slurp till her lower lip collided with his
balls. The combination of the paired revelations and the tight hot throat
was too much for the Hispanic. He reared his head back. "Fucccccccck I'm
cuming!"
Kaley pulled back till only the inflamed, throbbing head was in her
mouth and alternately and swallowed. She already knew that put
out more per than dogs did but they didn't do it as long. This
was proven as the Hispanic cock fired a final weak volley and began to
wilt. Its owner staggered back on weak legs, pulling his slimy dick from
the kinder-slut's mouth, and nearly tripping on the pants around his
ankles. He caught himself on the edge of a table and slumped against it.
"Fuck dudes.. Oh Fuck!"
Kaley swallowed the final mouthful of then turned expectantly to the
surfer, her mouth open like a baby bird waiting to be fed. The muscular
blond wasted no time. He leaned forward and stuffed his iron-hard dick
into the five-year-old's waiting mouth. Kaley's tiny mouth at first
resisted the fat intruder but the child stretched her lips wider and the
thick cock slid slowly past her lips.
Lisa had worn a medium length skirt and hose. The latter were
causing her problems at the moment. She desperately wanted to get her
fingers into her drooling hot but the thick, reinforced crotch of
the garment was resisting her efforts. Finally in frustration she dug her
nails into the shear fabric just below the strengthened area and ripped. A
nail broke but the thin nylon ripped with a low 'shssssssk' sound. She
looked back at the floor show but none of the participants seemed to have
noticed. With an opening, Lisa managed to shove her hand into her crotch
and with a series of three sharp tugs destroy her undergarment. With a low
sob of passion she thrust her hand into her bald and returned her
attention to her tiny, slut daughter.
The surfer was on fire from what he had witnessed and heard. His blood
already boiled and the simmered in his balls. This led to a certain
lack of finesse. With an almost grunt he clasped Kaley's head
in his strong hands and began to fuck her tiny mouth hard. Kaley grunted
under the pounding and choked as the cock forced its way into her
throat rather than waiting for her to allow it entrance. The violence of
the obscene coupling startled the child and she began to struggle. The
surfer merely clasped her head harder as he picked up the pace of his
thrusts. His hard stomach smacked into the pre-schooler's forehead and his
dangling balls bruised her tightly stretched lips as he brutally raped her
mouth.
The sound of Kaley gagging and her obviously panicked struggle set
Lisa's to boiling. She frigged herself mercilessly while wondering
if the trio would now rape Kaley's little pussy. Better still, maybe they
would open her little ass. The thought of her daughter, her screams
gagged by a fat prick, having a hard, hot cock shoved forcefully up her
still cherry ass caused her already overheated the burn with glorious
fuck passion. She swallowed a moan and forced another finger into her
sopping cunt.
The surfer was too turned on to last long. Kaley had brought her hands
up and was trying with little success to push the buff chest way when the
man suddenly yanked her tiny face into his groin and groaned. He held the
child, his cock balls deep in her throat as his prostate fired burst after
burst of scalding down her gullet.
After a long half a minute, during which Kaley became increasingly
frantic in her struggles, surfer-dude released his grip on her head. Kaley
fell backwards onto her tiny rump, the cock leaving her throat with a wet,
audible 'slurp'. A string of stretched from mouth to prick for an
instant then snapped.
The was in shock over the child's oral rape but his cock was
rock hard. He seemed torn between beating hell out of his co-worker or
taking his own turn with the child. The Hispanic seemed uneasy about what
he had witnessed but his own prick was showing signs of recovery.
Surfer-dude had backed against the counter and was breathing heavily, his
wet, limp cock dripped on the floor. Kaley was simply in ragged
gasps of sweet air, but her face had been to crumple as the tears gathered.
Whatever might have happened next didn't because at that moment Lisa's
own orgasm tore through her like a Kansas twister. She suppressed her
moans but her wildly frigging arm struck a stored saucepan and sent it and
a half dozen similar implements crashing to the floor. The Black turned
around and saw just the crown of Lisa's head.
"Shit! There's someone there!"
The effect was like a bomb going off. Pants were hauled up and suddenly
limp cocks stuffed inside. In seconds Kaley was alone on the floor. Only
the diminishing arc of the exit door's swing attested that anyone other
than and had ever been in the room. Lisa shakily stood.
Her pantyhose were ruined so she shucked the undergarment and used the
tattered remains to clean the slick cunt-cream from her thighs and
buttocks. She then moved to her crying and swept the child into
her arms. "There, there baby it's okay. Mommy's here. Everything's going
to be all right."
She pulled the child's up and straightened her dress. When
mother and exited the kitchen and re-entered the main hall none of
the three employee's were in sight.
End of Book 1
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