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 Author: David Stephens
Title: Nina
Keywords: MF/g, inc, pedo

   Nina

   By David Stephens

   Barbara had always considered herself to be a good mother to her
5-year-old, Nina, the most important person in her life, particularly since
she and her husband had parted.  A trial separation Gerald had called it,
though there seemed to be no possibility of them getting back together, and
for that Barbara felt thankful.

   If she was a good mother, though, why had she allowed Nina to witness
what she had on that bright morning on the first day of the summer
holidays? She loved going on walks with her little girl across the common
and into the woods, as she had walked with her own mother when she was
Nina's age.  Her neighbour, an elderly woman called Mary who rarely had a
good word to say about anyone, had told her of rumours of what she called
'undesirable elements' using the woods for some unspecified unsavoury
behaviour, but as this apparently was confined to a more distant area of
the woods, Barbara decided to go ahead with the walk she had planned.

   The day was clear and quite sunny, warm enough to dress Nina in
something light and skimpy, which Barbara liked to do whenever possible. 
She sometimes wondered if it was right and proper for her to be so intent
on displaying her little girl in as little clothing as possible, but Nina
had to her such an evidently lovely firm body that it seemed a pity not to
show it off in public to anyone who chose to look at her.

   Nina ran ahead of her into the outer fringes of the woods, along the
well-trodden path which they usually took.  Dappled sunlight filtered
through the beech trees and all was quiet except for occasional birdsong
and the distant barking of a dog.

   Barbara was about to call Nina to her before she went too far into the
woods when the little girl ran back and excitedly said: "There's a man in a
car over there!  Shall we go and say hello to him?"

   Barbara wasn't at all sure that saying hello to a strange man parked in
an area not too far from that apparently frequented by what her neighbour
described as 'unsavoury elements', was a wise thing to do.  There was a
turn-off shortly which would lead them away from the car, but Barbara saw
no reason to change the planned route.

   The vehicle came into view shortly, and though Barbara's knowledge of
cars was limited she recognised this one as an expensive model which for
some reason made it more unlikely to her that its owner would be one of the
undesirables that her neighbour had mentioned.

   Coming closer to the car, on the passenger side, Barbara saw that the
man in the driver's seat appeared to be middle-aged, with silver-grey hair
and a tanned complexion.  What he was doing in that secluded area would
have been unknown to her, except for the fact that the repeated motion of
his upper right arm made it obvious what his present activity was, although
she couldn't actually see him doing it from where she was.  Why drive into
the woods just to masturbate, though, she thought.  Unless he was expecting
some of the unsavoury characters that Mary had mentioned to turn up, women
presumably, who would take some kind of perverse enjoyment in watching him
pleasure himself.  It occurred to her then that she herself could possibly
want some of that perverse enjoyment!

   As she approached the car, Barbara saw the man turn his head towards her
and smile, beckoning her with his free hand.  The smile was warm and
welcoming and she felt herself somehow managing to push aside the warnings
in her head which were telling her to get away as quickly as possible. 
Above all, she had no right to put Nina in a possibly dangerous situation,
though she couldn't really believe that this suave-looking man was in any
way a threat.

   Almost without realising it, so wrapped up was she in her thoughts,
Barbara found herself at the open passenger window of the car, able now to
have a clear view of the inside.  Nina was a few feet behind her, picking
daisies from the lush grass.

   "Hullo!" said the man, with a nonchalance surprising in someone who was
exposing himself to a woman who he had never seen before.

   "I was just taking a walk with my little girl here and saw your car.  I
had a good idea of what you were doing and now I see that I was right!"

   Barbara couldn't quite understand why she was taking this highly unusual
situation so lightly.  It was true it that the man was not at all what she
had expected of someone prepared to pleasure himself in front of a woman
taking a leisurely walk in the woods with her child.  If he had been a
seedy looking individual in scruffy clothes, she wouldn't have been at all
surprised, but this debonair man was nothing like that.

   "My name's Joel," said the man, stroking the full length of his erection
lightly.  "What's yours?"

   "Barbara.  My little girl is called Nina and she's 5-years-old."

   It only occurred to Barbara later that it would perhaps have been wise
to give false names, but by then it hardly seemed to matter.

   Nina was out of sight to Joel as she continued to pick daisies, dropping
more than she actually collected.  Barbara was aware that she badly wanted
Joel to see her little girl, to admire her comeliness, in fact her
undoubted sexiness.  Why it was so important to her that this stranger
should recognize her daughter's charms was obscure to her, except that she
somehow divined that he would not be at all shocked if she admitted that
she found her 5-year-old sexually attractive.

   As if he had somehow surmised what she was thinking, Joel reached over
to open the passenger door and push it open.

   "Get inside," he instructed, in a tone which implied she wouldn't think
of refusing.

   To Barbara's surprise she did as Joel asked, taking the seat by his side
rather hesitantly, unable to take her eyes from the thick shaft jutting
from his open flies.

   "Come on, Nina," said Joel, motioning to the 5-year-old to come into the
car.

   Nina looked at her mother, unsure as to whether to obey this unknown
man, but receiving only a smile she climbed into the car and stood in front
of her mother, her eyes too fixing on Joel's erection.

   "You know what Joel is doing, don't you, Nina?" asked Barbara, smiling
at the 5-year-old.

   "He's playing with himself," replied the little girl, in a tone which
suggested the question need hardly have been asked.

   "I walked into my 10-year-old son's bedroom recently," explained
Barbara, "when he was lying on his bed masturbating.  He was upset at
first, but I persuaded him that he wasn't doing anything wrong and could
play with himself whenever he wanted to, with no need to do it in private
if he didn't want to.  Since then his penis rarely seems to be in his
trousers when he's at home."

   "You touch it sometimes, Mummy," said Nina, causing Barbara's face to
redden.

   "Well, it's difficult not to, it's such lovely thing, and Jon is so
proud of himself when he achieves an erection, so I sometimes give him a
helping hand.  And talking of lovely things, Joel, I must say that you have
a magnificent erection there!"

   "Not bad, is it?" said Joel complacently, maintaining the stiffness of
his cock by continuing to stroke it.  "By the way, Barbara, why did you
pull your dress down over your knees when you sat down?"

   "Modesty, I suppose.  When I was growing up I was taught by my mother to
act in a ladylike manner.  It wasn't at all the done thing to show more of
your legs than necessary, particularly when there were gentlemen around."

   "Well, you can hardly call yourself a lady now, can you, when you're
happy to get into a car with a strange man who's exposing himself?  Let
alone when you allow your 5-year-old to do the same.  So let's have your
dress pulled up so we can have a good look at your legs."

   Barbara noted that this was said with an air of authority which she
found to be attractive.  She'd passed the stage when she might have walked
away from this highly unusual situation and avoided the area for a while.
There was a simmering excitement within her which made her stay where she
was, wondering what was going to happen next.  The presence of Nina made
things even more stimulating for her.  She would never have believed that
she would want her little girl to somehow be part of whatever was going to
develop, but so it was, and by the way that Joel was looking at the
5-year-old he was of the same way of thinking.

   She hitched up her thin cotton dress to the top of her thighs and
displayed her long, shapely legs proudly.  It was a long time since a man
had looked at her with the open admiration that Joel was now doing and
Barbara found that she was very much enjoying the experience.  As a
feminist she should no doubt object to Joel apparently assuming that she
would do as he wished, but in the current situation that didn't seem to
matter to her.

   "Very nice!" said Joel admiringly, lightly running a hand over both of
Barbara's legs, which pleased her enormously.  "What about you, Nina - are
you going to give us a show?"

   Although the 5-year old on the face of it had a choice to make, it
seemed to her mother that the little girl had also recognized the authority
in Joel's voice, for she immediately lifted her light summer dress to her
waist, even giving Joel a shy smile as she did so.

   "Pretty legs and pretty panties," said Joel, returning the little girl's
smile.  "You're just the kind of sweet girl I would love to have as a
girlfriend - what do you think of that?"

   Nina smiled uncertainly.  "I'm only a little girl, though."

   "No matter, child.  You're so lovely that you're my idea of a dream
girl. What's mummy's opinion, I wonder?"

   Barbara knew what she had to say - that despite the highly unusual
situation she found herself in with Nina, a situation which was becoming
increasingly exciting, Joel must be deluded if he thought that she would
allow the 5-year-old to become his girlfriend.  What liberties would he
expect to take with the little girl if she gave her permission?  Even so,
she found herself unable to say the words.

   "Well, Joel," she said hesitantly, "although Nina is very young to be
having her first boyfriend, and though you're a little older than I would
have expected that boyfriend to be, I think it's a great idea.  Nina needs
a man in her life now that my husband I have parted, a man who will be
loving towards her and who she can trust."

   "Oh, I'll be loving towards her," said Joel, smiling as he stroked his
rigid cock.  "Very loving indeed!"

   The intent in Joel's words seemed clear to Barbara, so clear that once
again she knew it would be wise to take Nina away at once.  This man I've
only just met, she thought, may well be handsome, charming and immediately
likeable, but he openly desires my little girl and I'm sure intends to have
sexual intercourse with her if given the opportunity.

   What worried her most was that she didn't find Joel's intention, if
that's what it was, in any way abhorrent.  Men will be men, she thought,
and after all Nina is a very desirable child.  What was uppermost in her
mind was more practical than considerations of morals.  How could her
slight 5-year-old possibly accommodate Joel's erect penis in her immature
vagina?  It's girth alone would make that very difficult.  Perhaps, though,
he was thinking of penetrating her anally first?  That would no doubt be
the more likely prospect, though even so Nina's anus would be fully, and no
doubt painfully, stretched open.

   She imagined her 5-year-old yelling out as Joel's thick shaft forced its
way into her rectum, and the thought thrilled her even as she was telling
herself that she ought to be thoroughly ashamed of herself for having such
indecent ideas.

   So involved had Barbara been in her arousing fantasy that Joel had been
able to persuade a more than willing Nina to take of her panties without a
hint of protest from her mother.  The 5-year-old readily lifted her dress
to her waist at Joel's suggestion, loving the way he gazed longingly at her
and told her how pretty she was.

   When the hesitant rap came on the window by the side of Joel, Barbara
was startled and extremely anxious until he sought to soothe her.

   "It's only one of my regulars.  She likes to toss me off but I suppose
she's unsure of how you and Nina being here are going to affect things."

   Joel lowered the window and smiled at the newcomer.

   "Hello Rosamund!  I thought this was one of your days.  As you can see I
have some friends, Barbara and Nina, with me today, but that needn't worry
you if you want to ..."

   There was no need for him to continue, for already Rosamund was reaching
through the open window and stroking his erect shaft before gripping it
firmly and beginning to masturbate him.

   She had only glanced at Barbara before, apparently not at all put out by
her presence, or that of Nina, who had received a more careful scrutiny. 
Now, though, she looked again and coloured as she recalled the other woman.

   "It's Barbara, isn't it?  We met at the church fete last month - I was
running the cake stall and you bought something for your little girl.  I
must admit that I recognized her before you, but then again she is a
particularly attractive child I must say, even more so when's she's
displaying her charms in that way."

   Recovering from her initial confusion on recollecting that indeed
Rosamund was the curate's wife who she had briefly met at the fete, Barbara
was suddenly aware that Nina still had her dress pulled up to her waist.

   "You may as well take your dress off, Nina," she said, eager to show
Rosamund just how attractive her little girl was.  "Show the lady what a
sexy little piece you really are."

   To Barbara's surprise, the 5-year-old didn't seem at all reluctant to
display her naked body, quickly slipping her flimsy dress over her head and
smiling at Joel and Rosamund as they both gazed at her with evident
admiration.

   "Have you had her yet, Joel?" Rosamund asked casually, astonishing
Barbara yet also exciting her.  She had assumed that the curate's wife
would be as conventional in behaviour as her position in local society
suggested it would be.  How wrong she had been!

   "Not yet,' replied Joel, in an equally casual manner, as though the
question had been perfectly natural.  "She needs preparing first.  Three
weeks should be enough, don't you think, Barbara?  It should be a pleasant
task for you to open up Nina's vagina so that she's ready for her first
fuck."

   For a moment Barbara found herself unable to speak.  With a nonchalance
that was quite breathtaking, here was a man who she barely knew assuming
that she would abet him in the rape of her 5-year-old daughter by molesting
the child herself in order to make it easier for her to accommodate his
erect penis.  How outrageous!  How extraordinarily arousing!

   "Couldn't you do it in her bottom the first time?" Barbara asked
hopefully, though she didn't really expect a positive response.

   "That will come later.  I never really feel I've made a little girl my
bitch until I've cunt-fucked her."

   Rosamund, continuing to lovingly wank Joel's thick cock, nodded
understandingly.

   "He was the same with my little girl, Amber.  That was a few years ago,
when she was seven.  I begged him to sodomize her first, but you know what
men are.  I'd told him that Amber was his property, to do with as he
wanted, so I could hardly complain."

   "I would have thought that your little girl was the property of your
husband," said Barbara, for though she didn't know the curate at all well,
he didn't seem the type to complaisantly allow another man to molest his
daughter.

   "Oh, she is!" said Rosamund.  "Stephen and Joel share her, and sometimes
they invite a few of their friends to join them - those are the times that
Amber really enjoys!"

   "And does she enjoy some time shared with her mother?" asked Barbara.

   Rosamund flushed slightly, but then smiled broadly.  "Saturday evenings
are our special time, when Stephen is in his study, writing sermons or busy
with his various theological interests.  I take Amber into our bed then and
we have a wonderful time loving each other in ways that unfortunately
aren't usual between mother and daughter."

   "How old is Amber?"

   "It was her tenth birthday a few weeks ago.  She's quite a young ten,
though.  Very slightly built and still delightfully flat-chested.  To look
at her you would think she's as innocent as you would expect a girl of that
age to be, but she absolutely loves opening her legs for her daddy or Joel,
or anyone who wants her really, and she's never happier than when she has
one or more cocks inside her!"

   This was said with an air of maternal pride which Barbara found
delightful.  Would she be saying something similarly indecent, with the
same satisfaction, about her own little girl in the near future?  She could
only hope so, she had to admit to herself, feeling an intense arousal at
the mere thought of Nina being used by pedophiles as their sexual
plaything.

   "Come and sit on my lap, Nina," said Joel in a friendly tone but with an
underlying air of authority which Barbara saw that her little girl
responded to quite willingly.  It was high time that her child had a man in
her life, she thought - a man who would own her in every way and use her as
she was surely meant to be used.

   The naked 5-year-old settled herself against Joel's chest, his rigid
shaft poking up between her open legs.  She smiled up at Joel, and then at
Rosamund as she reached in to take hold of Joel's erection again.

   "Lovely bitch, isn't she?" said Rosamund enthusiastically, beginning to
leisurely wank Joel again.  "You don't mind if I feel her up a little,
Barbara, do you?"

   Barbara murmured an indistinct consent, for already Rosamund was running
a hand over Nina's body while with the other she continued to masturbate
Joel.  Her emotions were mixed, for though she found it tremendously
exciting to be watching a mere acquaintance exploring the delights of her
5-year-old's body, she couldn't help but regret that she hadn't been the
first to have that privilege - she was the child's mother after all!

   "I'm coming!" Joel cried, after a few minutes of Rosamund wanking him
off with ever increasing enthusiasm, even as she continued to fondle Nina.

   Several jets of semen splattered over Nina's chest and belly, to her
astonishment, though Rosamund's squeal of pleasure made her in turn laugh
with delight.

   Even as Barbara was trying to think how she was going to explain the
concept of orgasm to her little girl, Rosamund was scooping up a glob of
cum on her finger and brushing it against the 5-year-old's lips enticingly.

   "Open up, sweetheart," she said.  "We don't want to waste Joel's
lovejuice, do we?"

   Barbara fully expected Nina to refuse the offering and was even, to her
surprise, contemplating giving her a sharp slap or two to persuade her to
accept it.  Instead the 5-year-old willingly opened her mouth and allowed
Rosamund to feed her with glob after glob of Joel's warm semen, apparently
with great enjoyment.

   "What a dirty little cum-bitch she is, isn't she?" said Rosamund
approvingly, looking at Barbara.  "I hope you're proud of her.  Amber had
to be cajoled into tasting Joel's cum, as I remember.  There's no problem
of that kind with this little one, is there?"

   "I'm very proud of Chrissie!" said Barbara.  How could a loving mother
not be proud of a 5-year-old who happily allowed her nakedness to be
displayed for the sexual enjoyment of two people she barely knew, while
also blithely watching Joel being efficiently wanked off and then greedily
accepting his semen in her mouth.

   "Let's hope that you can say the same after I've tried to get my cock
inside her," said Joel.  "When I first saw Nina I thought she was a sexy
slut but probably too young to fuck.  I'm pretty sure now, though, that
she's whore enough to take cock, or will be in a short while.  It's up to
you now, Barbara - I'm working away until the end of the month, but I'll be
here three weeks today at the same time and if you bring Nina again you can
be assured that I'm going to fuck her lovely pussy whether she's ready or
not!"

   _____________________________________________________________

   Three weeks later Barbara and Nina were walking through the woods again,
both of them excited in their own way about meeting Joel again.  It was a
fine day and Nina was looking particularly attractive in a short yellow
sundress thought her mother, her appreciation of the 5-year-old's
comeliness enhanced by the knowledge that she had no underwear on so that
Joel would have unhindered access to the delights of her body.

   "Will I be able to fit Joel in me, Mummy?" asked the little girl as she
skipped alongside Barbara, holding her hand.  The question was asked in a
tone of blithe unconcern, as though the 5-year-old wasn't particularly
apprehensive about her mother's response.

   "We'll find out soon, won't we?" laughed Barbara.  "I've prepared you
the best I can and I do believe that you'll be able to take Joel inside
you, though it will no doubt be a tight fit."

   "All the way?" asked Nina hopefully, having watched with intense
interest several video clips that Joel had supplied which showed a variety
of preteen nymphs being fully or partially penetrated.

   "I certainly hope so, darling.  Joel will be disappointed if he can't
get all of his cock into you, and so will I, but let's not anticipate. 
When I first put a finger into you, you were so tight that I thought there
was no way that you could accommodate something as thick as Joel's shaft,
but that was before I realized how much a little girl's vagina can stretch,
especially when that little girl is a horny slut who's desperate to be
fucked!"

   Nina smiled at her mother, always delighted to be called a slut or whore
by her, as was happening more and more frequently.  Barbara's initial
concern that her 5-year-old was too young for sexual activity of any kind
had quickly faded away when she saw how eager the little girl was to have
her immature vagina probed by her mother's fingers.  The moment when her
child had achieved a clearly intense orgasm had been the most wonderful
event of her life and something which she wished every mother of a little
girl could experience.

   "Mary next door was looking at my locket when we went past," said Nina.
"I don't think she saw it properly, 'cause she didn't have her glasses on."

   "Perhaps as well," laughed Barbara.  The silver locket, a present from
Joel, contained a tuft of her pubic hair, much treasured by Nina, and was
engraved with the proud statement: 'Joel's bitch - Mummy's whore!'

   "Mary looks at me a lot when I play outside her house and she's always
telling me how pretty I am."

   "I think she's a bit of a lech myself, despite the air of propriety she
tries to give herself.  If you're not careful she'll be enticing you inside
her house so she can molest you at will."

   "I hope so!" said Nina enthusiastically.

   Barbara laughed.  "What can you do with a child who's so depraved that
she's even eager for a disagreeable old woman to molest her?"

   "I want lots of people to molest me, if molest means doing the naughty
things to me that you do, Mummy."

   "It means that and lots of other delightful things that mummy and other
people will be doing to you in future."

   "Not only you and Joel?" said Nina, plainly hoping for as many molesters
as possible.

   "It would be a pity to restrict the use of your lovely body to just me
and Joel.  Rosamund had a good time feeling you up and there will be quite
a few others who would love to do the same, and much more, once I can be
sure of who I can trust."

   The car was in sight now and standing by the driver's window was not
only Rosamund but a young girl who was presumably her 10-year-old daughter,
Amber.  Both mother and child seemed to be taking it in turns to handle
Joel's cock and there was much laughter on all sides as Barbara and Nina
came up to the open passenger door.

   "Hello, my precious whore!" said Joel to the 5-year-old as he beckoned
the little girl and her mother into the car.  "Hello Barbara!  I hope that
Nina is well and truly fuck-ready, because Rosamund and her slut of a
daughter have got me all worked up and desperate to get my cock into some
virgin little-girl cunt."

   "Nina's just as desperate to have your cock inside her, and I do believe
she's just about ready to be penetrated, though you'll probably have to go
easy with her at first."

   Rosamund snorted with laughter.  "That's hardly Joel's style.  When he
did Amber for the first time it was rape pure and simple, with absolutely
no concern for her feelings at all.  I must say that after the weeping and
wailing had lessened somewhat she thoroughly enjoyed being raped, but you
must understand that as far as Joel's concerned he's doing your little girl
a favour by fucking her and it's her duty to submit to his sexual demands
without complaint."

   "Well, I think he's probably correct there," said Barbara.  "If Nina is
going to be Joel's girlfriend, and whore indeed, it's only right that she
learns to understand his needs and how to satisfy them.  She should be
proud that Joel is going to rape her - I would be disappointed if a child
of mine didn't realize how honoured she was to feel his lovely hard cock
deep inside her, but I would hope he'll rape her with a degree of
tenderness, if that makes sense?"

   "Don't worry, Barbara," said Joel, seeking to reassure her.  "I won't
hurt Nina more than I have to, but it's not as though I'm going to have to
force her to give herself to me, as you can see!"

   Once in the car the 5-year-old had swiftly slipped her dress off and was
now naked and positioning herself on Joel's lap, taking hold of his erect
cock and rubbing its domed head against her vulval slit.

   Joel laughed as he read the inscription on Nina's locket.  "Joel's bitch
- Mummy's whore!"

   "I'm Joel's bitch as well," said Amber, clearly proud of the fact.  She
smiled at Nina and leaned through the window to softly kiss the 5-year-old
on the mouth.

   "Are you also your mummy's whore, though?" probed Joel, gently stroking
the 10-year-old's face as her lips reluctantly parted from Nina's.

   "You know I am!" said Amber, pouting in mock annoyance.

   "She's a good girl," said Rosamund, "always up for sex with me or her
daddy and his friends.  A mother couldn't wish for a better daughter!"

   "Barbara could say the same, I'm sure," said Joel, pushing the tip of
his erect cock into the tight grip of Nina's vaginal opening.  "For such a
young girl this little one is a surprisingly horny bitch.  A slut any
mother should be proud of!"

   "I'm extremely proud of her!" said Barbara.  "I'll be even more so if
she can take the full length of your lovely cock in her pussy, or at least
a good part of it."

   "I want all of it in me, Mummy!" said Nina.  "Some of those little girls
in the videos could do it, so I don't see why I can't."

   "Well, sweetie, those girls were experienced whores, despite their
tender years, while you're just a whore-in-training.  Even so, let's see
how much cock you can take now, shall we, if Joel is ready."

   Barbara spoke calmly, but inside she was anything but.  Thoughts of
watching her 5-year-old daughter having her virginity taken had been
incessantly with her over the last few weeks and now the moment was here
she was hugely excited as well as tensely apprehensive.  Other thoughts,
more troubling, had been with her over those weeks.  Was she as good a
mother as she had always believed?  Would a good mother not only allow a
recently acquired acquaintance to rape her child, but fervently encourage
him to do so?

   "Don't worry, Barbara," said Joel, as though he had read her thoughts.
"Nina wants this as much as I do and I can already feel her opening up for
me.  She may only be a young child but she knows her own mind and she badly
wants to be raped.  It's for her own good, after all.  Once I've broken her
in she'll be able to have lots of fun with any of your men friends who are
hot for little girls, and I bet there are more of those than you might
imagine."

   Barbara immediately thought of Rosamund's husband, the curate, who
wasn't exactly a friend but would surely soon become one if she offered him
Nina to use for his pleasure.  Perhaps there were some of Stephen's
colleagues who would be eager to molest her little girl - it could be that
they were the friends who Rosamund had mentioned as helping her husband to
abuse Amber.

   Joel lifted Nina slightly so that he was able to ease his cock a few
inches into her tight vagina, causing her to cry out in surprised delight.

   "It's going in me, Mummy!" Nina exclaimed gleefully.  "It's stretching
my hole open and it feels really lovely!"

   "You're a hot little slut, child," said Joel admiringly, raising his
hips so he could thrust even deeper into the 5-year-old.  "Push down on to
me now, if you want my full length inside you."

   Nina moaned loudly with the effort of trying to take Joel's engorged
cock fully into the tightness of her immature vagina, slowly easing herself
on to the rigid shaft until it was deeply embedded in her lovely young
body.

   "Fuck my baby hard now, Joel!" said Barbara passionately.  "Rape her
good.  Fill her baby cunt with your hot pedo cum!"

   Even as she spoke, Barbara realized that she was using some of the lewd
phrases in the stories which Joel had given her along with the video clips.
Phrases which she would never have believed that she could use herself, but
which now seemed as natural as they were obscene.  Most of the stories
involved 'pedo moms', something which Barbara was now proud to call
herself. How good it had been to read them to Nina at bedtime, explaining
the various sexual activities involved as she went, and gently masturbating
her as she drifted to sleep!

   "Is this hard enough for you, Barbara?" said Joel, as he began to piston
his cock into Nina as he held her tightly against his chest.

   "That's wonderful, Joel.  Nina's getting just what she wanted - to be
raped good and hard!  Does it still feel lovely, darling?"

   "Yes, Mummy," said the 5-year-old bravely, even though she was now
crying out as each deep thrust of Joel's rock-hard cock impaled her.  "I
love being raped, Mummy!"

   "I know you do, darling.  You're being such a good bitch for Joel, and
that makes mummy very happy."

   Tears were running down Nina's cheeks now and she was quietly weeping,
but, quite rightly thought Barbara, an unconcerned Joel continued to
forcefully ram his cock into the 5-year-old's by now sore cunt.

   When he finally came inside the weeping little girl and pulled his
cum-dribbling cock out of her, she turned around and kissed him
passionately on the mouth.

   "I love you for raping me like that, Joel.  I love you so much!  I'm
really your bitch now, aren't I?  Mummy will let you rape me whenever you
want to, won't you, Mummy?"

   "Better say yes, Barbara," laughed Rosamund.  "If you don't the little
slut will just find the cock she needs elsewhere."

   Barbara smiled.  "Of course Joel has my full permission to use my
darling child sexually in any way he wants to, which naturally includes
raping her whenever he pleases."

   "I'd like my husband to meet Nina," said Rosamund, "if that can be
arranged.  He and I would love to get to know her better, if you know what
I mean.  And you and Amber here could have some quality time together,
always supposing that's something that would interest you?"

   "It would interest me very much indeed.  Would you be in favour, Amber?"

   The 10-year-old smiled shyly but her response was stated confidently:
"I'd like that a lot!  I think you're really sexy and I'd love to be your
bitch, if that's what you want too."

   "That would be wonderful, Amber.  I think you're sexy too and I do so
want to be your lover.  You have such a pretty face and an absolutely
exquisite body!  Come over to me and let me have a good look at you."

   Barbara got out of the car and waited for Amber to come to her, able now
to fully take in the 10-year-old's charms.  Dressed in a short floral dress
the blonde-haired child blushingly allowed herself to be looked over, a
slow smile coming to her pretty face as Barbara's desire for her became all
too clear.

   "You and your husband can do what you like with my little girl," said
Barbara, turning to Rosamund, "as long as you let me have my way with this
hot slut.  I would never have thought Amber was ten - she looks a couple of
years younger.  Such a lovely face and body and altogether adorable!"

   "Look at the way she's blushing," said Rosamund, smiling fondly at her
daughter, "as though she's an innocent who's shocked by being called a hot
slut, when in fact she loves it!  Of course you can use my daughter in any
way you wish, Barbara.  You'll find that air of innocence masks a liking
for sexual depravity which is unusual in so young a child, although perhaps
not so unusual given the whorish behaviour of your little girl this
morning!"

   "Are you and Stephen having a session with Amber on Sunday as usual?"
asked Joel, dabbling his fingers in the semen which was still oozing from
between Nina's pouting pussy lips.

   "Yes we are, after morning service.  I know you'll be there, Joel, but
if you and Nina could be there as well, Barbara, that would be lovely."

   "Mummy's bought a strap-on and she's promised to do me with it!" said
Amber with delight.  "If you come on Sunday you can do me with it as well!"

   "That's such a enticing prospect," said Barbara," that I couldn't
possibly say otherwise than that Nina and I would be delighted to accept
the invitation."

   "Can you take your child home before I'm compelled to fuck her again,"
said Joel.  "Her kisses are so intoxicating that I'm once more hard as a
rock, but I do have work to do unfortunately.  Apart from that, her cunt
must be sore after the pounding I gave it - it needs time to recover."

   "I want your cock inside me again," moaned the 5-year-old, sucking on
Joel's lower lip.

   "You shall have it inside you, I promise, on Sunday, and no doubt that
also of my good friend the curate."

   Nina had to be satisfied with that promise, and as she walked home with
her mother, warm cum dribbling down her thigh, she could only wonder if the
curate's erect cock would be as big and hard as Joel's and if it would feel
as wonderful as his deep inside her cunt!

   The End _________________________________

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