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 Author: David Stephens
Title: A Grandmother's Lust
Part: Chapter 3
Keywords: MF/gg, inc, pedo



   A Grandmother's Lust - Chapter 3

   by David Stephens

   "Don't you look lovely?" said Pamela, as she entered Beccy's bedroom. 
"Your two boyfriends will be desperate to rape such a hot-looking whore."

   She had shortened the 8-year-old's denim mini-skirt so much that it
barely covered her 'hot bitch' knickers, and her diaphanous top had two
round peepholes, through which Beccy proudly displayed her rouged nipples.
On hearing that her little sister was going to have rings inserted in her
own nipples, as part of her wedding ensemble, Rebecca had asked that she
should have the same privilege.

   "You're not going to get married, though, Beccy," her mother had said,
teasingly.

   "No, but I'm a sexy cunt, and I deserve to have my nipples pierced!"

   "Well, you're not short on self-confidence, are you, my darling?  In any
case, your grandfather has the final say in such matters, and you know very
well that he'll do anything for you."

   Beccy had been promised that she could have her nipples pierced in time
for her little sister's wedding, and that she would be dressed in such a
way that they would be put on show.

   "I know you're looking forward to being fucked, Rebecca," said Pamela,
"but a girl's first time can be painful, especially for an 8-year-old."

   "You and granddad have fingered me a lot, though, Mummy.  You said it
would stretch my vagina open."

   "And so it has, sweetie, but you've seen how big and thick your
granddad's penis is when it's fully erect.  The first time he fucked me, I
hadn't had sex for a while and it was a bit of a struggle to take him
inside me.  A most wonderful experience, but you can see, can't you, that
it may be difficult for granddad to fit his cock in your vagina, even
though it has been stretched."

   "Do you know how big Ken's cock is, Mummy?"

   "I've no idea, darling.  It could be even bigger than your grandad's."

   Pamela saw the gleam in her little girl's eye, and the hint of a smile
on her pretty face.

   "You're hoping that it is bigger, aren't you, Beccy?  You're such a
whore, child!"

   The 8-year-old's face glowed with pleasure.  "Thank you, Mummy!  Would
you say I'm as much of a whore as you are?"

   "Don't be cheeky, Rebecca.  You deserve your bottom tanned for that, but
we don't have time."

   "You could spank me later, though.  I like it when you come into my room
before you go to bed, and lift my nightie up and smack my bum really hard."

   "I'll do that, then, if you're in a fit state after your granddad and
Ken have had their way with you."

   Beccy was quiet for a moment.  "I want to be your whore, Mummy, just as
much as I want to be granddad's."

   Pam sat on the end of the bed and pulled the 8-year-old towards her.

   "I know you do, darling.  It's so lovely that from now on you're going
to be fucked regularly by your two lovers, and no doubt other men, but
whenever you want to have a sexy time with mummy, I'll always be there for
you."

   Her mouth met Beccy's and mother and daughter embraced passionately,
tongue meeting tongue in a lingering wet kiss.

   Robert's voice could now be heard coming from downstairs: "Where's our
little fuck-toy?  There are two horny men here desperate to rape the sexy
slut!"

   Beccy smiled at her mother and , after having a little lipstick and
eye-shadow hastily applied, hurried downstairs, receiving appreciative
whistles from Robert and Ken as she entered the living-room.

   "Fuck me, you really are a hot cunt, Beccy, my darling!" said Robert,
indicating that the 8-year-old should sit on the sofa, between himself and
Ken.

   Ken seemed almost dazzled by the sight of the scantily-dressed little
girl.  He had lusted after Rebecca ever since his young daughter had
brought her to their home, but had never, until the last few weeks, really
thought that he would get any more than a fumble in her knickers.  Recently
they had progressed to regular sessions of mutual masturbation, with the
approval of Robert and Pamela, and now he was about to fuck her - it had
all happened so quickly that he could hardly believe his luck.

   Robert hadn't even suggested that Ken should allow him the same access
to the body of his 10-year-old daughter, Laura, though of course he must
know that there would be no problem about that.

   The two men were naked, sitting on either side of Beccy, with their
cocks fully erect.  It seemed natural to the 8-year-old to take hold of
both rigid shafts and move her hands up and down them slowly, as her
grandfather kissed her lipsticked mouth and Ken sucked wetly on her neck.

   Pamela came into the room then, also naked, and sat in an armchair
opposite to the sofa, with her legs over the padded arms and as wide apart
as she could place them.

   Robert took his mouth from Beccy's for a moment.  "That's right, Pammy -
show us that delectable cunt of yours!"

   Pamela loved the way that her father looked at her with lust in his
eyes, even though he was about to fuck his granddaughter.  Their intimate
relationship had developed rapidly during the previous few weeks and she
gloried in the fact that he used her for his needs as and when he wished,
without asking for permission, though he surely knew that it was highly
unlikely that she would ever have chosen to reject his advances.

   Beccy had her eyes closed, enjoying the experience of her lovers' mouths
kissing her all over, while their hands roamed all over her nakedness,
fondling and groping.  Her own hands were still working on their pulsing
cocks, longing to feel them thrusting deep inside her tender young body.

   Before that, though, she knew that her grandfather and Ken would need to
beat her, and that prospect both excited and concerned her.  She knew it
would be a painful affair, but being beaten by someone you loved, and who
loved you, was already so special to her that she was coming to view the
experience as an integral part of being her lovers' bitch.

   And suddenly it was starting.  The caressing and fondling became
pinching and slapping, the kisses turned into bites.  Robert threw the
8-year-old across his knee and began to forcefully slap her rounded little
bottom and the back of her thighs.

   "Is there a belt handy, Pam?" he asked.

   His daughter smiled, and reached down by the side of her armchair,
showing Robert three belts of various widths and thicknesses.

   "The heavy leather one," said Robert, after a moment's thought.  "That
should make the little slut smart!"

   He had given up trying to understand why hurting his adored
granddaughter should arouse him so much, to such an extent, indeed, that
beating her would inevitably become an essential part of his sexual
relationship with her.  What particularly astonished him was that the
8-year-old was beginning to understand that this would be so, and accept
that she would be beaten, and even welcome it.

   Pamela had been quick to suggest to Ken that he take another belt from
her, and now Beccy was yelping loudly as her bottom and the back of her
legs were struck repeatedly.

   "Can I...?" Pamela hesitantly asked, taking the third belt in her hand
and looking imploringly at her father.

   Robert smiled at her, and Pamela took this to be a positive response. 
She rose from her chair and immediately began to lash her belt across her
little girl's back with a steady, deliberate action, glorying at the bright
red marks which soon began to show on the 8-year-old's pale skin.

   Rebecca was crying loudly, and yet she was perversely excited by her
beating and exulted in being called 'whore, 'bitch' and 'cunt' as it
progressed and intensified.

   When Pam rested for a moment, to give her aching arm time to recover,
Robert looked at her with lust in his eyes as he continued to beat Rebecca.

   "You're a fine-looking bitch, my darling daughter!  I'm so proud that
you're my whore!"

   "Can I give her a taste of this?" Ken asked, indicating the belt he was
vigorously using on Beccy's legs.

   "Of course!  I would suggest using those superb tits of hers as a
target."

   Pamela's breasts were high and firm, with large, brown areolas, and she
was inordinately proud of them.  It thrilled her when her father gave Ken
permission to use his belt on them, clearly without the slightest regard
for her own feelings on the matter.  Although in her day-to-day life Pamela
had too much self-respect to be obedient to any man, as her father's
plaything she would always permit him to exploit her in whatever way he
desired and follow orders from anyone he commanded.

   The air in the room was heavy, filled with the harsh grunts of the two
men striking Rebecca and Pam with their belts, punctuated with cries of
distress from mother and daughter.

   The experience was equally painful and pleasurable for both mother and
daughter, who were desperate to please their men in any way they could. 
The combination of pleasure and pain left them feeling strangely aroused,
despite the severity of their punishment.

   Pamela's breasts seemed as if they were on fire after Ken had lashed
them several times with his belt, and her nipples swollen and painful, and
yet she felt amazingly alive, as if she was high on something.  Her
happiness was only intensified by watching her father beating Rebecca's
bottom with a concentrated determination which had the 8-year-old howling
and Robert laughing at her apparent distress.

   "You're loving it, cunt!  Tell me you're loving it!"

   "I'm loving it, Granddad!" Beccy whimpered, as tears ran down her
flushed face.

   The 8-year-old meant what she said, for despite her beating being the
most painful she had experienced to date, there was a continual trembling
excitement running through her body as it continued, particularly in her
lower belly and between her legs.  She absolutely believed that her
grandfather had the right to beat her when he wished, and that when he took
advantage of that right he was doing so, at least in part, as an expression
of his love for her.

   "I need to fuck the little slut now," said Robert, when he reluctantly
judged that his granddaughter had taken enough punishment.  "Will you go
back to your chair, Pam, and hold her there for me?"

   Pamela had for a long time imagined restraining the 8-year-old while
Robert raped her, and now her dream was about to come true!  Not that Beccy
exactly needed to be put under restraint, for she was aching to be raped,
but rather arranged so that she was in an ideal position for penetration.

   Rebecca lay back against her mother, with her legs raised high and wide
so that Pamela could hold them.  Robert spat on her face, and then on her
smooth pussy, probing her slit with two saliva-smeared fingers.

   "The bitch is pretty wet," Robert said.  "That will be the belting we
gave her.  She always weeps when she's given one, but you can bet your life
that it juices her cunt up nicely."

   "Give Beccy time to get used to your cock inside her, before you fuck
her properly, won't you, Dad?" said Pamela, in a slightly anxious tone.

   "I may do that, and I may not," said Robert, clearly somewhat annoyed by
his daughter's words.  "I would be grateful if you would think more of me,
and less of your daughter.  You're my whore, and Rebecca is my whore - my
needs should be your concern before everything else.  My pleasure must
always come first, and if I have to beat that truth into you, I will!"

   Tears came to Pamela's eye.  "You're right, Dad, of course.  Forgive
me!" She took hold of her father's hand and brought it to her lips, kissing
the fingers one by one.  "I do so love you, and I'm going to do my best to
be a whore you'll be proud of."

   "I love you too, Pammy," said Robert, the tone of his voice becoming
softer, "but you must accept that you and the girls have no right to
question anything I do regarding our sexual relationship.  I expect you to
submit willingly to anything I choose to do to you, and then thank me for
doing it.  Do you understand?"

   Before his daughter could answer, Robert slapped her face three times,
intending to emphasise the importance of his question.

   "Yes, Dad, I understand," said Pamela, her eyes full of tears, but
looking at him adoringly.

   "And you, my darling slut?" said Robert, firmly pinching Beccy's
nipples.

   "I understand, Granddad," said Beccy, and then, expectantly: "Aren't you
going to hit me?"

   "Well, if you insist!" laughed Robert, giving the 8-year-old three hard
slaps as she smiled up at him.

   He loved the way she was still smiling as her eyes teared up, even as he
forced two fingers into the tight grip of her vagina.

   "She's ready for you, isn't she, Dad?" asked Pamela, anxiously.

   "I want your cock in me now, Granddad!" said Beccy urgently, before
Robert could reply to his daughter's question.

   "Then you shall have it, my sweet slut, ready or not.  It's going to be
a tough job to penetrate you fully, but I'm more than willing to do my
duty!"

   "You're such a good man, husband dear!" said Eve, who had been quietly
but urgently masturbating in a corner of the room, contented on this
occasion to be an observer, rather than a participant.

   "I know it, my darling.  Someone needs to deprive this pretty little
slut of her virginity, and who better than her grandfather?"

   "Please stick your cock in me, Granddad!" said Beccy, looking pleadingly
at Robert.  "Please, please, rape me!"

   The excited 8-year-old watched with awe as her grandfather eased his
bloated cock-head between her labia and into the tight grip of her vaginal
opening.

   "I want all of you in me, Granddad!" Her eyes were wet with emotion as
the man she adored pushed further into her.

   Pamela gently rubbed her little girl's stiff clitoris as her father
forced his thick shaft deeper into the 8-year-old.

   "Fuck her hard, now, Dad!" she said, her disquiet about her daughter's
readiness for full penetration having apparently disappeared as her arousal
grew - nothing in her life could match the excitement she now experienced
as she watched her father's hard cock sliding into her little girl's
immature cunt.

   As Robert began to thrust steadily into Beccy, Ken rubbed his cock
against her lips and pinched her hardening nipples.

   "Open up for me, bitch!"

   The 8-year-old obediently opened her mouth and sucked on Ken's swollen
cock-head with enthusiasm, until strings of saliva dribbled down on to her
chest.  She felt light-headed with elation as for the first time in her
young life her two favourite men together used her for their pleasure,
loving the way they focussed on their own needs above all else.  She knew
that later they would hug and kiss her and tell her what a good whore she
was, and accepted that they owned her and had the right to do what they
wanted to her.  Not only accepted it, though - being their whore made her
feel loved, and that made her happy.

   Robert was pumping his cock as forcefully as he could into Beccy now,
all thoughts of taking her tender age into consideration having been
rapidly overcome by his raging lust for her.  Lovely little girls like his
granddaughter were surely meant to be used sexually, and he didn't have the
slightest feeling that fucking the 8-year-old was in any way improper.  Or
that he was taking advantage of her in any way.  Beccy wanted it as much as
he did, as her loud moans of pleasure at every thrust inside her proved,
and as far as he was concerned children had sexual needs which deserved to
be satisfied.

   Beccy moaned with joy when she felt her grandfather's hot semen spurting
deep inside her.  This was the most wonderful experience of her life, she
thought.  Robert leaned forward and kissed her mouth tenderly.

   Beccy couldn't believe the pleasure she felt from her grandfather's
embrace.  She felt completely overwhelmed by it, to the point that she
never wanted it to end.  With his strong arms around her and their bodies
pressed together, Beccy closed her eyes and simply let herself go with the
moment.  His touch was gentle yet powerful as he caressed her body with his
fingertips, sending shivers of delight up and down her spine.  In that
moment, she knew that no other man could make her feel as alive as her
grandfather did.  She opened her eyes and looked into his caring gaze as he
held her close to him.

   Seconds later her lovers were changing places.  Ken was between her open
legs now, pushing into her as her grandfather eased his erect cock into her
willing mouth.

   She gasped in delight as the pleasure from both men filled her body
simultaneously.  With each thrust, she felt dizzying waves of ecstasy
washing over her.  Ken moved faster and harder, pushing Beccy closer and
closer to the edge of climax each time he entered her deeply.  Her whole
body quivered with ecstasy as Robert and Ken pleasured her, until finally
they both climaxed at once and they and the 8-year-old were together in a
blissful union of complete satisfaction.

   Ken pulled out of Beccy and watched his semen dribbling from between her
pussy lips.  It seemed natural then to slap her face hard, watching her
smile up at him as he did so.

   "You belong to us now, child," said Robert, slapping his cock against
Beccy's flushed cheek.

   The little girl laughed with delight, feeling completely happy that her
grandfather and Ken now owned her and would be using her as their whore
from now on.

   ~~~~~~

   On the following day, Beccy was taken by her mother to have her nipples
pierced, something which the 8-year-old had never quite believed would
happen, despite her mother's promise.

   She arrived at the piercing shop filled with anticipation, a little
scared but mostly excited to see what the end result would be like.  The
piercer, a young woman with several piercings of her own, was reassuring
and talked her through the whole process step-by-step; first cleaning her
skin with an antiseptic solution before marking and numbing each nipple in
preparation for the piercing itself.

   The actual piercing wasn't overly painful; more of a pinch than anything
else.  She held her breath as the needle went through each nipple, feeling
only a slight pressure rather than any real pain or discomfort.  After that
it was just a matter of inserting jewellery into each hole - two small gold
rings - before giving them one last check to make sure everything was clean
and secure.

   Beccy's mother suggested that she could wear a bodice with peepholes
which would display her newly-pierced nipples, and that it would be a good
idea if the nipples were rouged.

   "I have some rouge in my bag," said the young woman, whose name they
learned was Erika, "if you would like to put some on your nipples now, to
see the effect.  You'll look really sexy like that, I know."

   "That's so kind of you," said Pamela, accepting Erika's offer and
carefully rouging her little girl's nipples.

   Beccy blushed as she looked in a mirror and saw how much more prominent
her nipples were now that they had been rouged.  The effect was dramatic;
the small circles of pink surrounding each nipple made them look bigger,
more defined and altogether more inviting.

   "Rebecca wants to show herself off at her sister's wedding," explained
Pamela, "which is why I've suggested she has peepholes in her bodice."

   "Perhaps some glitter around her nipples would be a good idea,"
suggested Erika, finding it difficult to take her eyes off the 8-year-old.

   "Definitely!" agreed Pamela.

   "Will the bride be happy about her sister getting so much attention,
which she will do, without doubt."

   Pamela explained the situation, smiling as Erika looked at first shocked
and then decidedly intrigued.

   "How decadent of you!  Perhaps depraved would be a better word, if you
don't mind me saying so."

   "Not at all!  I was going to invite you to the wedding, but perhaps such
depravity..."

   "Not at all!  I'd love to come - it's very good of you to ask me."

   "Dress as you wish - hopefully in something which will display that
lovely figure of yours."

   "Can I wear high heels at the wedding, Mummy?" asked Beccy.

   "I don't see why not.  I want you to look your sexiest, and stillettos
will help to show off your pretty legs."

   "Have you decided if you're going to let me have semen on my face? 
Please say yes, Mummy!"

   "That's your grandfather's idea, I know, so I suppose you will get your
way, whatever my opinion is.  I must admit, anyway, that it will be really
sweet to see you with cum dangling from your chin as your little sister is
taking her vows!"

   Rebecca turned to Erika, looking slightly downcast.  "I hope you're
going to molest me after the wedding, and not just Clare?"

   Erika was apparently bemused by the 8-year-old's query, and looked to
Pamela for an explanation.

   "I ought to have said that after the ceremony, guests will be invited to
watch as my 3-year-old has both her marriages consummated, and then to use
the child for their own sexual pleasure, in any way they choose.  Beccy is
a little anxious that her sister is going to get all the attention, but I'm
sure she'll have lots of admirers who will want to get their hands on her."

   "Well, I certainly will," said Erika, gazing longingly at the semi-naked
8-year-old.  "I promise you solemnly, Rebecca, that I'll molest you at your
sister's wedding, at the earliest possible opportunity!"

   ~~~~~~

   (To be continued.)

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