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 Author: David Stephens
Title: Lola and the Swingers
Part: Chapter 3
Keywords: MMMFFF/g, inc, pedo

   Lola and the Swingers - Chapter 3

   by David Stephens

   Tom could see that it was true that when Jamie pulled his fingers out of
Lola's bottom, her tiny anus gaped slightly, but even so it looked to him
as if it was going to be a struggle to fit his bloated cock-head into the
sphincter.  Even so, he was determined to do exactly that, come what may.
He had the permission of the child's mother, after all, and indeed her
enthusiastic encouragement.

   "You asked for this, Lola," he said, nudging the tip of his cock against
the baby girl's anal ring.  "You're such a sexy bitch that it's a wonder
that you haven't been raped before now."

   "I've had to hold Phil back, as you may imagine!" laughed Carol.  "If
you can successfully sodomize our little darling, though, I may well let
him see if he can slip a couple of inches into her baby cunt."

   "I don't want to put any pressure on you,Tom," said Phil, "but I'm
relying on you!"

   For Tom, the next few minutes were to prove some of the most glorious of
his life.  As he was to explain to fellow pedos in time to come: "Raping my
first baby was a special time for me.  Lola was so beautiful, so hot, so
eager to have her first taste of hard cock in her bottom.  And, yes, a baby
girl can long to feel her abuser's cock being thrust into her tiny holes.
When I pushed the head of my cock against her anus, I could feel her
opening up for me, and I could see from the pleading look in her eyes that
she wanted it as much as I did.  I swear I could almost hear Lola saying:
'Please rape me!  I want it so much!  Fuck my sexy little bottom and cum
inside me!' How could I not rape the lovely whore after that?"

   It wasn't as much of a struggle to penetrate the 10-month-old as Tom had
imagined.  Perhaps Lola was growing tired of fighting against the invasion
of her rectum, or perhaps she was beginning to enjoy it.  Whatever the
reason, Tom could feel the baby girl's anal ring stretching around his cock
as he determinedly forced it inside her.

   "No more than a couple of inches or so, this time," warned Carol, aching
to see her baby girl raped and yet not wanting her to be seriously harmed.

   Tom took heart from Carol's 'this time', hoping that on another occasion
he would be permitted to thrust more deeply into the 10-month-old.  For
now, though, he was satisfied to allow Romy to vigorously masturbate him
until he ejaculated into Lola's rectum.

   "What a good girl!" said Tom, when she hardly whimpered.  "Pretty baby
girls like you are meant be fucked, and fucked often.  You're such a lovely
little whore, Lola!'

   Almost before Tom had pulled his cock from Lola's cum-dribbling anus,
Phil had picked the baby girl up and placed her on his lap, facing away
from him and with his erect cock between her legs.

   "I suppose you're determined to cunt-fuck our darling baby," said Carol,
in a tone of forbearance which fooled no-one.  She had hardly made a secret
of her longing to see Lola impaled on her husband's erect cock, when the
time was right.  The time was right now, it appeared, for Carol took hold
of Phil's shaft and guided the tip between the 10-month-old's labia.

   "I'll say the same thing to you as to Tom.  No more than a couple of
inches, as it's Lola's first time in her vagina.  I want her to enjoy the
experience, so that next time she'll want even more inside her.  Just fill
her cunt with lots of hot cum!"

   Carol guided her husband's cock between Lola's pussy lips, noting with
delight the swollen one that bore the mark of Romy's teeth.

   "There you go, darling.  A slight lift of the hips and you'll be well
inside the slut.  She's not crying so much now, is she?"

   "The bitch is starting to realize that actually she quite likes being
abused," said Romy.  "In fact, don't we all believe that she adores being
abused?  She loves the feel of hot spunk up her ass, and more than anything
wants that same feeling deep in her cunt!"

   Phil was determined that his little daughter was going to feel his cum
squirting in her baby cunt, whether or not that was what she wanted.  Like
his wife, he had been chary at first about sexually abusing Lola, not being
able to ignore the prevalent propaganda that sexual activity with a young
child, and even more so a baby, was depraved, and that any parents who used
their children in such a way needed to be condemned in the strongest
possible way.  Over a period of months his attitude had changed to such an
extent that, if what he and the others did to Lola was depraved, then he
gloried in his depravity and was intent on enjoying more of it.  His
darling child was such a sexy piece of ass that she deserved everything
coming to her!  How could other parents of pretty baby girls not see that
their little ones were meant to be molested, and that in effect it was a
dereliction of their parental duties not to use them as they was clearly
designed to be used?

   While her husband was slowly easing his cock into the tightness of
Lola's immature vagina, Carol tried to bring events back under control by
re-introducing the theme of the evening.

   "May I remind everyone that the main idea tonight was to cover sexy
little Lola with love-bites, not to fuck her holes and fill her with jizz,
though I must admit that the little whore has been asking for it for quite
a while now.  When Phil has finished with her, could I ask you all to mark
Lola in as many places as possible, in the time we have left tonight?  I
don't think it's a case of one at a time, as I'd planned - instead it would
be better if we all fastened our mouths on to the slut where we can, and
leave her with physical evidence of the love and desire we have for her."

   "Don't forget that you promised I could sit on Lola's face," said Donna,
worried that the constraints of time could deny her something she was
desperate for.

   "I had forgotten, actually, but couldn't you do that now, while Phil is
doing her?  If you stand on the sofa and squat in front of him, you can
tilt Lola's head up and sit on her."

   That wasn't quite what Donna had in mind, but she wasn't about to turn
down any opportunity to be intimate with the 10-month-old who she both
adored and lusted after.

   Seconds later Donna was rubbing her pussy, oozing with her vaginal
juices, over Lola's up-tilted face, and laughing joyfully when the baby
girl howled in protest, her cries being muffled effectively by further
pressure from Donna's spread-open cunt.

   "You're not going any further into Lola, are you, Phil?" asked Carol,
noting that he was at least the recommended couple of inches inside his
baby daughter.

   "Unfortunately not.  I agree that would be unwise for her first time. 
Her cunt is deliciously tight around my cock, and it would be difficult to
penetrate her more deeply just now, but I sense that's just what the little
whore wants, and wants pretty badly."

   "I've no doubt," said Carol, having persuaded herself that Lola
thoroughly enjoyed being abused, even if sometimes acting otherwise, and in
particular was desperate to feel rock-hard cock pumping into her tiny body.
"I'm also as certain as can be that she loves Donna's hot, wet cunt pressed
hard against her cute little face.  I notice the slut isn't struggling as
much as she did last time."

   "If you could reach down and wank me off into my darling, Donna," said
Phil, "I would be much obliged."

   "Of course," said Donna, willingly.

   As she leaned over to take hold of Phil's thick shaft, Donna felt her
pussy sliding down Lola's face, so that now the baby's nose and mouth were
being pushed into the cleft of her buttocks.  Wriggling herself against the
whimpering 10-month-old, she vigorously masturbated Phil until he
ejaculated into his baby daughter with a shout of triumph.

   "If you've both quite finished using my baby in that disgraceful way,"
laughed Carol, "can we now use her in the way I'd planned?"

   Phil put Lola on the sofa, and for a few moments the 10-month-old, semen
oozing from between her pussy lips, was the focus of lust-filled gazes as
everyone decided where they were going to place their love-bites.  Carol
and Phil stood back, allowing their guests to get at their baby girl.

   "I can allow you fifteen minutes," said Carol, "to do what you need to
do.  Then it's bedtime for my baby whore."

   Tom was the first to move, determined to claim the bite-free pussy lip
of Lola for his own.  The others fastened their mouths on the baby girl
where they could, moving around her tiny body as they sought to mark her in
as many places as possible in the time given.

   When they had finished, Carol having given them a few minutes extra when
asked, they looked at the baby girl with mutual approval.

   "A job well done, I think, ladies and gentleman," said Tom, his
co-abusers agreeing with him enthusiastically.

   "Lola looks so hot like that!" said Romy, remarking in particular on the
10-month-old's red and swollen nipples and labia, but also approving of the
bite-marks on her thighs, belly and upper arms.  "I stayed away from her
face, as promised, but couldn't stop myself from biting her neck.  It
wasn't until afterwards that I remembered about your mother visiting
tomorrow."

   "I'll worry about that when the time comes," said Carol, so exhilarated
by the sight of her naked baby daughter covered in love-bites that she was
able to put the possible problems they may cause her to one side until she
was forced to deal with them.

   Everyone agreed, with some reluctance, that Lola had been molested
sufficiently for that evening, and that it was time she was in bed.  Not
before, though, she received numerous kisses, together with complimentary
remarks such as: "Such a good little whore!" and, "What a lovely little
fuck you are, Lola!"



   - - - o O o - -

   When Carol greeted her mother, an attractive blonde in her late forties,
on the following morning, she was aware that the possible problems she had
envisaged were upon her.  She had always had a close relationship with May,
and knew that her mother was broad-minded, even turning a blind eye when
she had caught sight of Carol exploring Lola's mouth with her tongue. 
Love-bites on her darling granddaughter's body were another thing entirely,
though.  It was the one on Lola's neck which concerned Carol in particular.
She couldn't see how it could be hidden from her mother, and in fact May
spotted it as soon as she took the baby girl into her arms.

   "It looks as though you got a little excited," May said, looking a
little excited herself, thought Carol, very surprised by her mother's
reaction, "or was it Phil who gave her that?"

   "No, it was me.  I know it was naughty of me, but Lola was looking so
delicious last night, and I wanted to show her how much I loved her, and
couldn't stop myself."

   Both women looked at the reddish bite-mark on the baby's neck, now
turning a purplish-yellow around the edges.  It seemed to Carol that her
mother was as entranced by the sight as she was herself, but then decided
that such a thought must be simple wish-fulfilment.

   "Is that the only one?" asked May, after a significant pause, the
question phrased in such a way, thought Carol, that her mother was hoping
for a negative reply.

   Again, Carol wondered if she was reading her mother correctly.  The
sight of a love-bite on her adored granddaughter's neck had clearly not
horrified her in any way, as Carol had expected it would have, but that did
not mean she approved of it in any way.  Nevertheless, she decided that she
had to tell the truth and hope that the results of that would prove her to
have made the correct choice.

   "By no means," said Carol, smiling slightly and beginning to undress
Lola.

   May made no comment as the baby girl's bite-marked body was slowly and
teasingly revealed, though it seemed to Carol that her mother's breathing
was getting decidedly ragged, as though she was experiencing a powerful
emotion.  What kind of emotion, though?  The fact that she hadn't
immediately expressed any abhorrence of the manner in which Lola had been
used was a positive sign, thought Carol.  But then again, was it?  Perhaps
her mother was so shocked that she was unable to say anything for the
moment.

   Carol waited anxiously for May to say something which would break what
was becoming for her a somewhat uncomfortable silence.  To her, Lola's
naked loveliness was greatly enhanced by the vivid marks decorating her
body, but as the seconds ticked away the hope she had that her mother would
share her opinion began to drain away.  After all, she thought, I'm a
depraved whore and proud of it, but I can hardly expect mum to be as
depraved as I am.

   At last, although she remained silent, May lovingly stroked her baby
granddaughter's swollen vulval lips and then her reddened nipples.

   She turned to her daughter with a radiant look on her face, and a hint
of tears in her eyes.  Carol felt she could relax now - the deep emotion
her mother was experiencing was clearly not in any way a negative one.

   "What a wonderful sight, darling!" said May, gently pushing her finger
into Lola's vulval slit.  "I've always thought that my granddaughter was
the loveliest, sexiest, baby girl there could ever be, but this takes
things to another level!  Who did this amazing thing?  You and Phil, or ...
?"

   "We helped, but it was mainly our friends, that is Tom and his wife,
Donna, and Jamie and his sister, Romy."

   "Will you tell them from me that I congratulate them on a job well done?
Those bites on her pussy and nipples in particular are absolutely sublime!
And the welts on the back of her legs - absolutely superb!"

   "That was Romy's excellent work.  She took a belt to Lola when the
little slut started acting up.  She deserved it, I assure you."

   "I'm sure she did, darling.  Not that you should need a reason to beat
your own child.  Lola belongs to you and you have the right to treat her as
you wish.  If she was mine I would give her a few slaps now and then just
for the sheer pleasure of it!"

   "I wish you'd told me before that you think Lola is sexy.  I would have
loved to have invited you to join in our fun with her, but it never entered
my mind that ...  "

   "I could hardly have done that, now, could I?" interrupted May, in an
irritated tone.  "You can't imagine how often I've longed to say to you:
'Lola is such a sexy bitch, isn't she?  I can't tell you how desperate I am
to tear her clothes off and violate her in every conceivable way.' Well,
I've said it now, so you know what a pervert your mother is."

   "And knowing that makes me very happy indeed!  It feels so good to know
that you want to violate Lola.  To be honest with you, it seems unnatural
to me that anyone could know Lola and not want to violate her!"

   "I wonder how happy you'll be when you know exactly how I intended to
violate Lola if I could have persuaded you to go on that shopping trip
you've been talking about, while I babysat?"

   May took hold of the canvas bag she had brought with her and passed it
to her daughter.  "Perhaps you ought to have a look what's in there."

   Carol put her hand into the bag and drew out, with a whistle of
appreciation, a tiny black latex microskirt and then a skimpy black mesh
crop-top.

   "Very nice indeed!  Lola will look adorable in these.  I already have
some black, fishnet stockings for her, to complete her slutty ensemble."

   "I had to think of something to do with Lola which would be safe and not
compromise me in any way.  Dressing her up as a kind of baby prostitute
came to mind.  I had planned to take photos as well, but perhaps ...  "

   "Take as many photos as you like.  I've already sent my partners in
crime some I took earlier on.  It's occurred to me that you may want to add
a love-bite of your own to the collection, before you take photos of your
own."

   "What a lovely thought, dear!  I'll take you up on that offer in a
moment, but first I think you should see what other things I brought with
me in my bag."

   Carol raised an eyebrow and looked quizzically at May as she took a
flexible pink dildo from the canvas bag.  "And what exactly were you
intending to do with this, mother dear, if you don't mind me asking?"

   "Not what you're imagining, unfortunately.  Of course, I would have
loved to have put it in Lola's vagina or bottom, but I wasn't sure if that
was possible without preparation, and I couldn't take the risk of you
coming home and discovering eventually that her holes had been abused, with
me the only possible culprit."

   "And so, your plan was?" asked Carol, taking out of the bag what her
mother explained was an o-ring, intended to fit in the mouth and keep it
open.

   "It becomes difficult to deal with saliva with one of these fitted,"
explained May, for the first time looking a little flustered.  "I've
imagined for so long Lola wearing one and drooling from her pretty little
mouth, and today was the perfect time to try one out on her.  Or so I
thought.  Perhaps you're not in favour ..."

   "I'm absolutely in favour!  I was just wondering where the dildo comes
in?"

   May flushed and looked slightly uncomfortable.  "Well, it won't be long
before that pretty little face of Lola's is being fucked by the men in her
life, and I thought I could use the dildo on her while she's wearing the
o-ring, to get her used to the idea of her mouth being used."

   "That's very thoughtful of you, mother," said Carol, with a smile.

   May returned the smile.  "The fact that during the process, Lola will
almost certainly produce more saliva and so drool even more, is just an
added bonus."

   "I never thought I would ever be saying this to you, mum, but you're
such a depraved whore!"

   "Thank you, darling!" replied May, her face radiant with delight.  "That
is, if you're paying me a compliment?"

   "Of course I am.  How many pedo mums are in the happy situation where
they're able to molest their baby girls with the enthusiastic help of their
own mothers?"

   "Pedo mum," mused May.  "What a lovely way of being able to describe
yourself!  I wish I could have called myself that, when you were a little
girl.  You were such an attractive child, but my dreams of molesting you
were always going to be just that with your father around."

   "Never mind, Mum.  You've got Lola to molest now - whenever you want to,
and in whatever way you want to.  And there's no reason you and I can't
have some sexy fun together, unless I don't attract you that way, now that
I'm at the advanced age of twenty-three?"

   "That would be wonderful, sweetheart!  I've got the hots for you almost
as much as I've got the hots for Lola!"

   Carol laughed.  "Speaking of Lola, do you want to start dressing her up
while I fetch her fishnet stockings?  Then you can fit the o-ring on her
and do what you need to do with the dildo."

   "Do you mind if I take my clothes off, Carol?"

   "I was going to insist you take them off, anyway!"

   While her daughter was out of the room May hurriedly stripped, revealing
an attractive, compact body with full breasts and wide hips.  She lovingly
dressed Lola in the latex microskirt and mesh croptop, and stood back to
lust over the 10-month-old, until she remembered that she had permission
from Carol to give the baby girl one more love-bite.

   It was while she was sucking greedily on the tender flesh just below
Lola's swollen right nipple, that her daughter came back into the room.

   "I've brought some lipstick, as well," Carol said, as she dressed her
baby girl in black, fishnet stockings.  "I'll give her just a touch, to go
with the tarty clothes.  Doesn't she look like the most deliciously
fuckable whore?"

   "I can't disagree, darling.  I know Lola's a little young, but to my
mind she really needs to be raped as often as possible.  I don't see how
any reasonable person could blame any man who chooses to violate her,
especially when I get the impression that as young as she is, she longs to
be used."

   "Oh, she does, Mum!  Lola's already had a couple of inches of cock in
her pussy and bottom, and highly enjoyed the experience!  Phil and the boys
are desperate to sink their hard cocks deep into the little bitch, and I
don't know how long I can hold them off, or even if I really want to."

   "Of course you don't really want to.  It's natural for mothers of baby
girls to imagine them taking cock after cock in their tiny holes, even
though most of them would vehemently deny any such thing, but Lola will let
you know herself when she's ready for full penetration.  One day, when Phil
is inside Lola, he'll feel her open up for him and he'll know that she's
ready to give herself to him completely."

   "I wish I'd known before what a pervert you are, Mum!  Would you like to
come to our next Friday's swingers evening, and then there's our regular
'molest Lola' evenings on Tuesdays."

   May's eyes lit up.  "You can count me in for the 'molest Lola' evenings,
of course, but won't I need a partner for the swinger events?  I can
imagine what your father would say if I asked him to come with me."

   "A partner isn't strictly necessary, in your case.  The others will be
delighted to see you on Friday.  You're a very attractive woman, mother,
and the chaps in particular will welcome the opportunity to have three more
holes to finger and fuck."

   "A little crudely put, darling, but I see your point."

   "Are you going to fit this on Lola now?" asked Carol, indicating the
o-ring, a circle of red silicone a few inches wide, attached to a thin
leather strap.

   She held her baby daughter on her lap as May inserted the ring into
Lola's mouth, the 10-month-old struggling at first but eventually settling
down.

   "If she was mine I'd give her a smack or two when she misbehaves," said
May, having had some difficulty in fastening the o-ring's strap.

   "So you said before," laughed Carol.  "Well, I hereby give you
permission to discipline my slut daughter as you see fit."

   "Thank you, dear.  It's a strange thing, but though I love Lola to bits
and my adoration of her knows no bounds, the thought of hearing her wail as
I bring my hand down on her sexy bottom, and seeing the tears filling her
pretty eyes, gets me totally wet!"

   "Strange but wonderful!" said Carol.  "And talking about getting wet,
just look at that!"

   Lola's little pink tongue was lolling from her open mouth, and from it,
and from the corners of her mouth, strings of drool descended to her naked
body.

   "That's what I call hot!" said May, in delight.  "Now where did I put
that dildo?"__________________________________________________

   (To be continued ...  )

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