Rest Area Baby Rapists (M+g,M+b,extreme pedo,nepi,toddlers,inc,force,rape)

by Little Girl Watcher


CHAPTER 1 - HOW IT BEGAN

   Hello all.  I've just returned from an extended road trip -and more to
the point, a trip that set a new precedent for perversion...at least for
me. It really started about a month ago.  See, as all of you who have read
my work- (And you HAVE been reading my work I hope, if not check my page
and download...  I'll wait.) -should know by now: I am a pedophile!  A one
hundred percent baby lover.  I mostly go for little girls and have molested
quite a few sexy little sluts in my time, but lately, I've been wanting to
try sex with a little boy...been thinking about that a lot...and have
really wanted to spend some quality time molesting babies and toddlers! 
The idea of getting into a little baby's diaper has really gotten to me. 
Sex with toddlers and babies had been something that I'd been interested in
trying for awhile, never had a lot of luck as, even among pedophiles; it
isn't easy to accomplish this nasty act.

   I also found...to my disappointment, though not shock...that there are
some topics that one CAN'T "act out" through phone sex.  All those
companies that advertise "Nothing is taboo, all fantasies explored"....

   ...Guess again.

   I tried that route, called up...tried to talk to some phone whore about
fucking her two year old daughter...heard a dial tone real quick.  Our kind
is a very select group, larger than one would think, but small none the
less.  No matter though, phone sex was just a stopgap measure.  I needed
some toddler meat for real, not over the phone, and among our kind the
desires grow stronger over time.

   Pedophiles -in case you aren't one of us- tend to try and get together
with each other.  Child fucking is even more satisfying if you can find a
friend who has similar tastes...if one is that lucky...or at the very least
we often get together and swap child porn through that wonderful new item:
The Internet.  We look for each other, and often manage to spend time
together engaging in some nicely twisted kiddie perversion.

   That's what happened with me.  I met -over internet chat rooms, followed
by an e-mail "feeling out" period- a nice guy named......well, he might not
like me giving out his name, so I think I'll just call him...Joe.  Joe is a
fellow child lover, and nearly as perverted as me, so we hit it right off.
Chat rooms are such a nice invention, makes life for our kind so much
easier...anyway, after talking in chat for a few months we made
arraignments for him to visit me: You know, come out for a visit, do a
little shopping, have dinner, see the sights....and sexually molest a few
cute little pre-teen cunts and cocks.

   Quality time, y'know?

   So we worked out the details and arranged to get together for some child
popping fun.  I requested two weeks off from my company (Sales) and he was
going to come up.  Well, unfortunately, something came up at the very last
minute and he couldn't make it...It was something of a disappointment, I
was going to try and talk him into opening up a daycare center with me; but
in the end the details for the trip just couldn't be worked out so I found
myself with almost two weeks free.  I thought about jumping into another
story for you good readers out there in MrDouble-land, but my heart just
wasn't in it.  I was desperately needing some new young ass!

   I've been sexually abusing both my nieces; -Veronica (age 11, with perky
budding little tits and a surprisingly hairy cunt) is a fine little hole! I
like to sit on her face and use her cute little nose to stimulate my
asshole.  She hates it, but I don't really care.  The little twat does as I
tell her because I've got lots of nude pictures of her and I threaten to
show them to her mother.

   She's never figured out that if I ever did, I'd be the one in trouble,
not her...she's an obedient little cunt...

   And Abby, (8 1/2, dark hair and a cute freckled face that looks truly
beautiful when she's got creamy fuckjuice dripping off her chin) a bratty
little bitch that I usually force to expose herself in public.  She's
really shy and always cry's, and seeing her embarrassed and humiliated like
that never fails to make my prick grow an inch.  A couple of times I've
arranged to have the little whore passed around as a party pussy, its so
much fun to see her eyes as guy after guy dumps a sticky load of fuckjuice
in her mouth.  - regularly, and love the feel of their soft little
per-pubescent bodies; but as I said a few paragraphs ago, I was in the mood
to feel my fat cock sliding up a little boy's tight young asshole...or even
better, getting my hands on some cute little toddler meat!  I decided to
take a road trip -, as I don't like to take to many chances close to home-
and see if I could find some new little kids to play with.  Raping children
is always easier on the road, and I needed to unwind anyhow, so a road trip
seemed like a good idea.

   I got my car serviced the day I left and then went over to the local
"Computers R' Us' to rent enough time to fire off an e-mail to Joe telling
him that I was sorry he couldn't make it and hoping that we could set up
another time for him to be together...and that I'd call him later that
night.  As I was waiting in line to pay, I noticed a young mother out of
the corner of my eye.  She had her baby daughter with her, in one of those
portable baby carriers, and had the thing sitting on one of the worktables.
The baby girl, whose name I found out later was Annette; had been wearing a
pair of red and purple overalls.  I say had been wearing, because now they
were off and resting on the table next to the carrier.  The little girl's
mother had her daughter's diaper off, her chubby little legs up and
slightly spread, and was changing her.  A cute pink baby slit is the kind
of thing that I take notice of, and I quickly walked over to the table,
stood beside the woman and began to scribble my grocery list on a piece of
paper as a distraction.

   It's always amazed me that parents will let there young daughters run
around in just next to nothing...or in this case, change their diapers
right out in the open.  I'm not complaining you understand, just
-delightfully- amazed!  I jotted down my meaningless list from memory and
kept one eye on the tender puffy tight looking little nookie notch between
that baby girl's thighs.  Her slit, only about two inches long looked so
pale and sweet that I wanted to dive right in with my hungry wet tongue. 
One of my biggest fantasies has always been to fuck around with a little
kid while their parents were watching...I'm sure I'm not the only pedo with
this desire...and the faint smell of urine coming from the infant didn't
turn me off either.  I love piss games too, and the thought of LICKING A
BABY'S PISSY WET, BARE LITTLE CUNT - RIGHT IN FRONT OF EVERYONE IN THE
STORE AND HER OWN MOTHER was giving me a hard on like you wouldn't
believe...

   In fact, just telling you about it has my cock at about half mast...and
this is right now, after I'd fucked a different set of babies...but I'm
getting ahead of myself.

   ...So I controlled myself because public displays of intimate affection
toward a baby are sure to lead to that dread affliction: Pedophilous
Arresterious...which was not on my list of things to do that day.  Still I
got an eyeful of tender, pink, infant twat.  Fuel for my fantasies, as I
-sadly- have very few pictures of naked infants in my collection.  At the
time I was regretful that I didn't have the chance to get a taste of that
sexy little baby girl, or her mother for that matter...UNLIKE a lot of
pedos' I can (and do) function very nicely with adult women.  I love mature
adult pussy almost as much as I love pre-teen cunt and this woman looked
like she could give a man a good ride.  If I had my way, we'd have BOTH
licked her infant daughter's pink little fuckholes while the two of us
fucked, before I splattered them both with my sticky juice...I'd even have
been willing to suck off her husband in exchange for time with his baby. 
Fuel for my fantasies.  I didn't know I'd be fucking another baby
girl...and her mother and sister...within a day.

   That afternoon before I left I called Joe.  We talked for about an hour
and I told him about the sweet baby nookie I'd gotten a peak at.  He seemed
impressed, and sounded supportive when I told him I was leaving on a road
trip and hoped to get nasty with some sweet young toddler meat.  We didn't
talk long though as he was at work and I wanted to get going.  As an
afterthought I checked my e-mail one last time before leaving town, and as
luck would have it; found an e-mail from another good friend of mine...a
young pedophile named...oh, let's call him Pete.

   Pete and I go back a ways, we've had some good times together: I was the
first guy he shared his wife with...and let me tell you She is one hot
fuck! And I was also among the first he let have a piece of his seven year
old slut of a daughter.  That kid is one fine little whore, she sucks like
a vacuum cleaner and likes a thick cock up her shitter too.  I'm not
selfish though, Pete's had both of my nieces' tender young cunts and he and
I double fucked Veronica together: front and rear.  Well, turns out Pete
had some free time on his hands...his wife and daughters' were away and he
had been downsized, so I invited him along and he accepted.

   We quickly decided on strategy: We were going to be several hundred
miles away from home, on the road and more or less intractable, and I still
had that baby girl on my mind, so we decided to go for broke and make this
a couple of weeks to remember!  We would satisfy ALL our fantasies, and so
we set off.  Nothing like the promise of a good child molestation to get
one going.  He and I both agreed that we were going to get our rocks off
any way we wanted, we just needed the right little cum buckets.

   That was two weeks ago...and the results were mixed.


CHAPTER 2 - A WARM UP MOLESTATION:

Rest Area 44, 21 miles south of Springfield.

   We'd both gotten to fondle and feel up several little kids, there was a
sweet little five year old boy named Christopher that we met at a park
playground.  Pete and I had both agreed that for this trip, the highway
rest areas would be our pedo hunting ground.  It made things simpler, drive
until either of us had a sexual urge, then pull in to a rest area and force
the first kid we saw to service our horny cocks.  The boy, Christopher was
a real cutie too.  We ran into him in a rest area just south of
Springfield. He had dark hair and eyes, and really innocent pink lips.  We
played with him on the swings for awhile, until we had the chance to grab
him; then when it got a little bit dark took him into the men's room.  Pete
had the little fucker by the hair and forced him to his knees, he started
crying and that made my cock hard...I'd never done much with a little boy
before and while this one was already cute, the tears streaming down his
face made him look downright vulnerable.  He looked like he might start
screaming for help, so I grabbed him by the shoulder, shoved him roughly
back against the cold tile wall of the bathroom and held a finger to my
lips in a gesture that a kid would understand as 'Silence!'

   "Don't you fucking scream you little brat." Pete hissed at him, stepping
up so that the little boy's left shoulder was between his legs.  He
unsnapped his jeans and pulled out his already dripping, stiff adult prick.
"Me and my friend here," He cocked his head toward me as he pumped the
length of his rod with his fist up and down an inch from our first little
fucktoy's nose.  "Have got hard cocks from seeing you playing on the slide,
right Brian?" (Not my real name I might add.)

   "Damned right." I answered, grinning down at the terrified child and
pulling my own hard 7" of hot man meat out of my trousers.  I gave my
prickhead a squeeze and a clear drop of slippery fucklube bubbled out of
the tip, I wiped it on the kid's cheek and said to him.  "Seeing that tight
little ass of yours has got my cock excited and needing to shoot, so why
don't you wrap those sexy lips around it here and suck it for me?"

   "Mister, I'm gonna tell my mom-ULP" Little Christopher started to say to
me in short gasps through his tears, but neither Pete nor me was in any
mood to wait.  We both had horny cocks and needed to have our balls
emptied, the door to the bathroom was locked -we'd locked it on our way in,
knowing that it paid to be careful- and Pete had cut off the little brat's
protests by gagging him with his fat purple cockhead.  Christopher's eyes
bulged out in horror as Pete forced his thick adult dick down into his
slippery gullet, the little boy began making guttural moans for help and he
started to cry really hard.  I liked his tears because they made his cheeks
really wet and slippery as I rubbed my prick against them while waiting for
my own turn to have a go at his yap.

   Pete fucked that kid's mouth hard and fast, putting both hands on either
side of the pre-teen's little head while he pumped his fat cock in and out,
pleasuring his meat with the slippery wet hole in the boy's face.  I was
holding the child's arms up above his head with one hand and getting
impatient when Pete finally pulled his prick out of the little boy's mouth
and stepped back.

   "Daddy..." Christopher hissed out softly, gasping for air after the
vigorous face fucking that Pete had given him.  I had no intention of
letting him get much though, and as soon as I saw him draw a breath I
shoved my own slimy lubed up cock into his wet little maw.  His eyes bulged
out even more this time, probably because I'd been stroking my cock and it
was covered with lots of salty per-cum, and he looked longingly toward the
locked bathroom door.  That five year old had a really wet little mouth on
him, maybe he was so scared he was drooling, I don't know; but thrusting my
prick into that moist hot cavern was as close to heaven as I'd ever came up
to that point.  Part of it was that this was the very first time I'd ever
had my prick in a little BOY'S mouth!  And, looking down at his stricken
face, short hair and all was a turn on.  To know that I was doing this to a
BOY!!!!  WOW!  I began to pump my prick in and out of his slack jaws, he
tried to block my fucking motions with his warm little tongue but all that
really did was light my fire even more, because every time I thrust in; his
wet tongue lashed against the sensitive underside of my prick and made me
feel the sexual heat in the soles of my feet.  No lie.  I kept my hand
around both his thin wrists, locking his arms above him and bending at the
knees slightly to fuck the full length of my prick down his silky throat. I
loved hearing him gag on my penis and watching the expression on his face
as my cock sank into his esophagus.

   "You said 'daddy' before Christopher." I groaned as I felt the cum
building in my hairy balls.  "Do you eat your daddy's prick like this then
too?"

   The child gurgled, twisting his head from side to side as best he could
while tears streamed down his face.

   "Yeah I bet you love sucking 'daddy' off, don'cha?" Pete laughed in a
husky way.  He isn't as big a fan of incest as I am but he'd never let a
little thing like family blood stop him from getting his rocks off, as his
daughter would tell you.  He was pumping his prick hard as he watched.  I
stopped and stepped back to give him another crack at Christopher's hot
five-year-old mouth, and he plugged the kid's face double quick.

   "Suck it queerboy." I ordered the near toddler as my friend used his
mouth for a cunt.  Pete pulled out a minute later, but instead of stepping
back to give me another turn, he let his tool spring up and smack him in
the belly and stepped in closer to our dark haired little fucktoy to rub
his big hairy balls against the boy's mouth.

   "Lick 'em!" Pete ordered in a low authoritative voice as he swung his
cum filled sacks in the child's face and corkscrewed his fist around his
cockhead.  A second later I saw the kid's pink little tongue dart out and
start licking all over the crinkly skin of Pete's ballsac, wetting the
hairs with spit and making the guy groan with lust.  His cockhead was
throbbing against the little boyslut's forehead.  "That's it you cute
little whore, lick my fucking balls.  Get a good taste."

   Christopher sighed; resigned to letting us use his mouth I guess.  I
watched for several minutes as our pre-teen cocksucker lapped and licked at
Pete's full balls but couldn't take the sight for to long, I was way to
horny.  I yanked the child's face over to my own lube dripping fucker and
forced his mouth down over my crown by exerting pressure on the back of his
head.  I fucked his mouth faster as I felt the hot juices starting to build
up in the base of my shaft, then Pete; at the kid's left shoulder pulled
the toddler's head back to service his own bursting pipe.

   We kept up that way for about another ten minutes before I felt the
first spurt of sizzling, sticky fuck cream spurt from my aching piss hole
into the five year olds wet cavern of a mouth.  The boy's eyes opened wide
in alarm and he tried his best to pull away, but I easily held him right
where he was and forced my rod down his throat.

   "Eat it you little baby cocksucker." I grunted as the second squirt of
cock juice washed through Christopher's mouth.  He was gagging just a
little, though managing to swallow most of my wad.  Just a little trickle
dripped out from the widely stretched corners of his mouth.  "Eat my
fucking sperm you little queer."

   I heard a loud gasp from Pete and pulled my cock out of our oral slut's
mouth just as my friend unloaded his sticky white juice all over the little
boy's lips and left cheek.  Pete's creamy load dripped down the child's
face to run down over his neck and turn into a sticky warm stain around the
collar of his T-shirt.

   We both squeezed out the last drops of our loads onto Christopher's wet
face and stepped back

   I went to the first urinal and pissed, and Pete did the same at the
second.  Christopher was staring at us with wide sad eyes.

   "We did that to you because it felt good." I told the still sobbing
child.  "If you want for us to show you how to make your own little cock
feel good just pull down your shorts.  The child just stared at me, but I
believe in giving as good as I get so after shaking off the last drops of
piss from my sticky cockhead, I walked back over and knelt down beside him.

   "I can make this feel really good." I told him, giving his penis a
squeeze though his shorts and underpants.  I was surprised to find that his
little organ was stiff under my hand, and while the child still didn't say
anything he arched his hips against my hand and bit his -still cum wet-
lower lip in an expression of puzzlement

   "You're a bad man." Christopher finally said to me.

   "Yeah." I had to agree with him.  "But doesn't it feel good when I rub
your little thing like this?"

   Another long wait, then the child nodded again.

   "Want me to show you how to make it feel good?" I went on.

   The five-year-old shook his head, 'no.'

   Oh well.  Pete and I had both gotten our rocks off, and really good too,
so we left the little five year old in the middle of the bathroom with our
cum drying on his face and him looking confused.  We got out of there in a
hurry needless to say, our cocks well drained, and I couldn't help but hope
that Christopher offered a blowjob to the first person who noticed the cum
drying on his skin.

   That was our first pedo rape of the trip.  It was pretty satisfying let
me tell you, but we had plenty left to go.  I think you have the idea now.
We had a few other pieces of toddler ass...boys and girls...and if any of
you want to hear about those particular baby rapes write me and I'll write
it up.  For now though, I want to get to the real reason for this story. 
Why don't you guys and gals take your pants down and join me?


CHAPTER 3 - FUCKTOYS AQUIRED

   Up until this point our road trip had gone pretty much the way you've
just heard about.  Find a little girl or boy, get them alone someplace and
use them as we would.  Satisfying enough but I really wanted more.  I don't
take pedo roadtrips much, and anybody can molest a kid without going to to
much trouble -or risk- at home.  Talking it over with Pete, I learned that
he felt the same.  We both wanted more, and decided to go for broke and do
a little hijack and rape.  Molesting little kids in bathrooms and behind
dumpsters was fine, but this was vacation and we wanted more

   Early in the evening we'd come across a motor home at a gas station just
outside of Springfield.  It was a huge thing, brown and white with tinted
windows and thick looking curtains covering the windows.  I was inside of
the gas station/quickshop whenever the motor home had pulled up to the
pump, but I didn't give it a whole lot of thought until I saw a sexy
looking woman in her late twenties/early thirties step out the side door.
She had wavy ash-blonde hair, wore glasses over her stunning green eyes
-glasses that made her look even prettier if you ask me- and was dressed in
a pair of ass hugging blue jean cutoffs and a gray sweatshirt.

   Yeah, I know it sounds funny, but in my part of the country it can be
nice out during the day but get downright chilly at night, and this was
about seven o'clock in the evening.

   From the bounce of her twin 38-b's (I found out later I was right on the
money about her tit size) I guessed she was braless.

   Anyhow, the woman was a real looker and I wouldn't have minded dipping
my wick in her hot little honeypot, but that wasn't what compelled me to
decide to stalk the motor home.  The woman was holding a small girl,
obviously her daughter -same green eyes, though her hair was a lot shorter
and tied up in to tight little braids- who was sucking on a pacifier and
wearing a tiny set of pink shorts and a matching shirt that read 'Bite Me!'

   Something I knew I'd just have to do from the moment I saw her!

   I ducked toward the rear of the store as the young mother came in,
sitting her daughter down on the counter with a huff.  That little girl was
a pedophile's wet dream turned flesh.  Her skin was flawless and creamy and
her eyes were wide and expressive...I could just imagine the expression
that would be in those eyes as I worked my big adult prick up her tender
little babyplace, then I imagined the look that would be in HER MOTHER'S
eyes as she watched me rape her little girl.

   Thinking about THAT very nearly made me cum in my pants right there!

   The fact that the mother was nice looking and looked to be a pleasant
'peaches and cream' type was turning me on even more.  I was sure this
woman would be the type who would never even begin to CONSIDER that there
might be men out their who'd like to get into her daughter's tiny toddler
fuckholes.

   I stared out the window at the motor home, where a slightly older man
with curly black beard was now checking the pressure on the rear tires,
while I was doing this, I paid close attention to the conversation that the
woman was having with the attendant at the counter behind me.

   "Just ten in gas and a bag of pretzels please." She said, stroking her
daughter's hair.

   "Sure thing." Replied the clerk.  "She's a cute little thing," she gave
her a lollipop.  "What's her name?"

   "Caitlin." Replied the young mother in a bubbly voice -while I took a
quick peak at the "V" in the little girl's crotch, imagining the soft,
bare, little nookie notch and how good it would feel later when I was
working my cock into the sexy little pre-schooler.  I'd already decided
that this little piece of toddler meat was going to be the high point of my
trip.  My cock was throbbing and pulsing in my pants, sort of echoing:
'Molest.' 'Molest.' 'Molest.'

   Then, just when I didn't think I could get any MORE excited, the woman
said something that added and inch to my bone.

   "She's 3, my oldest." I heard the sexy young mother tell the clerk, then
turn and head back out to the motor home.

   I watched her as ass she went, all those shorts did was accent what they
couldn't hide, and I felt lube dripping into my shorts as her hips wiggled.
I had planned on having some fun with her too, after I finished with her
daughter's -with CAITLIN'S- hot little holes...I figured that I'd keep
myself occupied with her while Pete was using her daughter, but now......

   Caitlin.  Sweet little Caitlin.

   Three years old.

   Her OLDEST?

   How old was the YOUNGEST?  And was this woman's youngest a boy or a
girl? Not that it really mattered, much, but I'd already had Christopher
and I really like pussy better anyway.  Hell, I didn't even know if the
other kid was along on the trip with them.  He or she could have been left
with relatives for whatever reason...but I was hopeful.

   "She was really sexy wasn't she?" Came the clerk's voice from behind me.

   I froze.  It's bad form for a pedo to be so obvious about the object of
his desire that a straight citizen notices, but then I relaxed when I
noticed that the clerk was watching the blonde mother's ass too.  The clerk
had a familiar look in her blue eyes, and I realized that I hadn't been
caught after all.  The girl was either bi, or a dyke...or maybe a pedo like
me, she never said...but she wore a cocky grin on her teenaged face, I
guess from the guilty look on mine.

   "Don't even tell me you weren't looking at that blonde." The clerk
laughed and popped her gum.  We were alone in the store for the moment, so
I guess she felt she could let her hair down a little so to speak.  "I know
I'd give a years pay to get next to that!"

   "She was sexy." I answered -truthfully- with a grin of my own.  I didn't
bother to tell the girl that I had every intention of not only 'getting
next to that', but getting next to 'that's' daughter (s?) as well.

   "Nice boobs." The countergirl answered.  She might have wanted to say
more but just then a fat old man walked in from the other side of the
building and she quickly went back to professional disinterest.

   I waved to her and left through the far door, cutting round the building
to get back to the car in order to make sure I wasn't seen.  No real
problem there, the blonde was talking to her man and gesturing toward the
restaurant at the far end of the lot, he nodded and the three of them -I'm
including my soon-to-be toddler fuckmeat that blondie was still holding in
her arms- got back into their motor home, gunned it to life and pulled into
the nearest regular parking space.

   I got back to the car, where Pete was waiting for me, without taking my
eyes off the motor home.  It took Pete about five seconds to follow my
stare and he gasped as blondie and her husband stepped back out of the
vehicle.  This time blondie had my future fuck toy by the hand and was
letting her skip along beside her and the bearded man was lugging one of
those portable baby carriers -the kind that fold up and lock into a seat
for the kid- in the crook of his left arm.

   "Fuck!" Pete breathed, starring from the happily skipping 3-year-old to
the baby carrier that the bearded guy was handling.  "Look at the little
ass on that bitch!  I bet I can span it with my hand."

   "Her mom's got a fine tail on her too." I commented, trying hard to get
a better look at the infant in the carrier.  I went on to tell him what I'd
overheard in the gas station as well.

   "You can fuck the mom if you want, I can get adult pussy at home." Pete
replied.  "Do ya know if the baby is a boy or a girl?"

   "Don't know," I commented softly as I watched the family go into the
restaurant.  I didn't add that I hoped it was a girl, Pete's got a real
thing for small boys...the younger the better.  I was still holding onto
hope that our infant fuckhole would be a girl.  "But while they're in there
eating, we've got some shopping to do."

   "Yup." He replied and we started making plans.

CHAPTER 4 - TIME FOR A TWISTED BABY RAPE!

Rest Area 9, North of Bloomington.

   We pulled into the rest area about 11:30pm.  To tell the truth it
wouldn't have been my first choice for a stop if I were on a trip with my
own girlfriend, but as we were following...at a respectable distance... 
the motor home; Pete and I didn't have any say.  On the plus side, the
place was deserted, and likely to stay that way.  It didn't have much in
the way of amenities, just a couple of bathrooms and one weary Coke
machine. It did have an outdoor electrical feed which Mr.  Beard
immediately got out and plugged his home on wheels into.  Apparently they
planned to stay for awhile, and it's always easier to plug into local power
than run off your own battery in a situation like that.  Pete and I were
pleased; WE planned on having that motor home stay right where it was for
the next few hours too.

   Over the last few hours as we'd followed blondie and her family I'd
gotten the chance to take a good look at that motor home.  It was big,
bigger than average anyhow and riding lower to the ground than average. 
These two factors told me that blondie and her husband had plenty of cash
and an urge to customize.  I paid special attention to the door of the
thing and concluded that it would be no problem to break in.  It wasn't a
normal motor home door but a ceramic and wood job.  I know about these type
of motor homes because I used to sell them, and the door is a high cost
added feature.  Seeing it made me smile -the ceramic and wood combo is
heavier than usual, meaning that the interior of this couple's home on the
road would have had to be especially re-enforced, which among other things
meant that the motor home would be very nearly soundproof...

   A great bonus for me and Pete, considering what we planed to do with
this family...and especially their little kids!

   That was all on the plus side.

   On the minus end, the lot was fairly well lit, not that we had any fear
of them spotting us...we'd stayed well back while following them down the
highway and I knew that blondie hadn't seen me back at the gas
station...but they'd have an idea of our car, and if they should pull out
suddenly following them any farther would have been tempting fate to much.

   As it turned out, everything went okay...for us anyway, though I'm sure
that blondie and her family probably wouldn't feel that way.  But I'm
getting slightly ahead of myself.

   We pulled in and parked at the far end of the lot, as far as possible
from the motor home; and were watching the thing when all the lights went
off inside.  They planned on staying for the night, which worked out well
for us.  My cock hardened in my pants -hardened even more I should say. 
I'd been stiff for hours as Pete and I discussed all the things we were
going to do to those two little babies, one baby and one 3 year old toddler
actually, but you get the point.  Earlier, while blondie, her bearded mate
and our two future fucktoy's were in the restaurant; Pete and me went
shopping.  To borrow a line I once read from another author: A prepared
pedophile is a happy pedophile!  Truer words were never spoken, and after
we'd finished our shopping my partner in perversion and I was well
prepared. We'd picked up several pairs of handcuffs, duct tape, a couple of
flyswatters and...well some other "toys".

   No point in committing a major felony unless you go all out, y'know?

   We waited for about three hours or so for blondie and her family to get
settled in and asleep.  Breaking in to the motor home wouldn't be very
hard, but if they got the jump on us before we got control of them the only
raping that would get done tonight would be to OUR asses in the local
lockup...some thing I really planned on trying to avoid.  While we waited,
Pete and I both took out our cocks and gave each other helping handjobs
while discussing the two little bundles of fuckmeat that were waiting for
us across the parking lot...and their sexy mother too.  I'll add here that
in all that time, not one car pulled into the rest area with us.  I felt
secure that we'd have plenty of time to enjoy those two (and one adult)
little cunts.

   Pete finally agreed to help me rape blondie...if he still had enough
juice left over after he finished with her kids...on general principles. 
He was really looking forward to forcing little Caitlin (The 3 year old,
remember?) to licking his asshole, and talked about making her father put
HIS cock to her hairless little honeyhole...he talked about THAT a lot. 
Pete's the type that likes force, and forcing "straights" into incest is
high on his list of turn on's.

   Now me, on the other hand...  I like to be watched.  For some time now,
I'd had the fantasy of molesting and fucking some sweet little pre-teen
bitch in front of her parents, and by God I planned on making THAT dream
cum...er...come true tonight.  The fact that Caitlin was only 3...and had
am even younger sister or brother (Sister, I kept praying silently;
sister...) made me even more excited.  In fact, I couldn't take a whole lot
of stroking on my rod at that point.  I was already close and I didn't want
to waste a load of cum on my hand when it would be put to so much nicer use
splattering all over that little baby's face.

   We left the car at about 2:30am and made our way over to the motor home
in silence, using the shadows and bushes as best we could and made the side
of the motor home in no time flat.  Pete stood behind me with his ear flush
against the side of the vehicle while I jimmied open the door.  It came
open with a dull -click!  - that seemed to sound like thunder to my over
sensitized ears.  I was nervous; this was the most risky part of the plan.
If anyone were awake inside, or if anyone pulled into the lot...seeing as
how we were both dressed in all black with cut up pieces of pantyhose
covering our faces...we were in deep shit.  Luckily -for us- everything
went okay and we stepped up into the families home away from home and
silently pulled the door closed behind us and locked it with the deadbolt.
It took about a minute for our eyes to adjust to the dimness of the RV, and
then we spent another minute closing all the windows and curtains -thick
brown curtains that would muffle both sound AND light, pleasantly.  Oh
happy day for us.  - then let our eyes adjust again to account for the
suddenly greater dimness.  When we could see okay in the dark we made our
way through the vehicle.  Sure enough, there were extensive alterations in
design that I found appealing...and helpful in our current perversion
quest.

   There were a couple of reclining chairs, an oak butcher block table that
was about three and a half feet high -or crotch level for your average guy-
and looked like a small tree stump...I had plans for THAT, as you will see
shortly...and several lamps that were hanging from re-enforced steel
partitions across the roof.  There was also, oddly, a reasonably sized
kitchen that was partially enclosed by three thick wooden columns that ran
floor to ceiling and looked very heavy and solidly implanted in the frame
of the machine.  This family had money alright, and while I appreciated
their tastes, I questioned the wisdom of doing up a motor home in such
style.  One good accident and they'd be out a lot.  Oh well, none of my
concern.

   Oh by the way, in case you think that I'm describing the interior of the
place just to take up space you're wrong.  Each of the items I've just
mentioned plays a part in the perversion to come.

   Pete and I went to the very rear of the RV, to where a wall and door had
been put up to make a separate enclosed private room.  We slid open the
door and were greeted by the sight of blondie and her bearded stud curled
up spoon fashion in a fold down bed to our left...it was a warm night and
the covers were kicked off of the couple.  The stud on the right was bare
chested, hairy and thick with wry muscle.  I vowed to keep a close eye on
that hunk of beefcake until he was cuffed and well restrained.  His blonde
bride lay behind him, curled up close with her tits pushing into his back.
She was wearing a long nightshirt but it had ridden up in back to expose
her full heartshaped ass.

   Lightly tanned like the rest of her.  No tan lines.  I like a woman with
no tan lines, that means she does everything under the sun...(laughter). 
It didn't really matter.  This blonde cunt's limits, and pussy, were going
to be well stretched before the night was over.

   On the other side of the room, to our right, two small forms huddled. 
The larger of the two, Caitlin, had likewise kicked away her covers and was
lying across the bed in a splaylegged pose that let me see up the hem of
the little nightshirt she had on.  I couldn't see much -unfortunately- due
to the near darkness, but ya can't have everything.  The other kid was an
adorable little lump buried in the blanket.  I was still hoping for another
FEMALE fuckhole.

   Pete and I drew our knives...yeah I know what you're thinking, but not
only do I not LIKE guns, I didn't care to take the chance of getting one
taken away from me and used against me.  Because of some of the crimes
against nature Pete and I planned on perpetrating here tonight, a lot of
cops wouldn't be at all broken up if sleeping beauty and her husband
managed to put a few new holes in us.

   Worst case scenario: You can usually run from a knife.

   I'll tell you a little secret though, now that it's all said and done: I
could never have really used the knife, and wouldn't have let Pete do any
lasting damage either.  I'm a pervert, not an animal.  I've never been one
to get off inflicting pain.

   Humiliation and degradation on the other hand...

   Besides, just the sight of a knife is enough to make most people
pretty...co-operative.  That combined with a nasty attitude is usually
enough to get 'em cuffed and out of the way, thank you very much Hollywood!

   Pete went around to the far end of the bed, standing behind blondie,
ready and waiting; and I went over to the wall switch.  I looked at Pete,
stuck my tongue out at him through the hole that I'd cut in my hosiery mask
and flipped the switch.  Instantly there was panic in the little bedroom as
three of the four occupants came to a sudden state of awareness.  There
were shouts of fear, confusion and rage...a regular bedlam...and blondie's
husband, looking like a bearded bulldozer; got his bearings, saw me and
started out of the bed looking highly pissed that his beauty sleep had been
so rudely interrupted.  I had the idea that he wasn't planning to offer me
a beer when he got his sizable mitts on me, so I decided to give him a wake
up call.

   "Hold on there tiger!" I ordered him smoothly while gesturing with my
knife over his shoulder to where Pete was holding his weapon against
blondie's throat.  "You do anything unpleasant to me and my partner won't
like it much." Pete chose that moment to pinch the blonde's right nipple
hard enough to make her scream.  Good ol' Pete, he can always be counted on
to do the right thing in a crisis, and hell as his free arm was gripping
the half naked -not to mention terrified, and more than a little pissed
off- blonde, his nipple abuse made perfect sense.  Our bearded would be
hero froze and turned at the sound of his wife's scream, evaluated the
situation, looked over at me with undisguised hate...and badly concealed
fear...  and then looked over at his 3 year old who was awake, crying hard
and frozen with fear.

   "What do you want, asshole?" The bearded wonder hissed at me, trying to
sound tough, but really coming off like a nerd who was...well...trying to
sound tough.  This guy, muscles and all; looked more scared than his wife,
who was still cussing us -using all the right words in some interesting
combinations- as Pete gave her a one armed hug.

   "You're all going to do EXACTLY as we tell you, understand shithead?" I
said, addressing both parents.  I knew that Caitlin and her little sister
wouldn't be any problem...we'd be paying close attention to those two
little bitches.

   "Fuck you!" Blondie screamed, defiant even with a knife at her throat.
That didn't last long as Pet twisted her breast savagely.  Any resistance
she might have felt left her and she screamed and struggled in my buddy's
arms.

   "Don' hut my mommmmmyyyyyyyyyyy!!!!!!!!!!!!!" The 3-year-old screamed
from the bed across the room.  She was still to afraid to move and still
crying a river.

   My cock gave a lurch.  I couldn't wait to feed her my fuckjuice!

   "Both of you get in the main room, any tricks and you suffer." Pete
ordered and started leading blondie forward with a yank of her hair.

   "I think he means it pal." I commented to Mr.  Beard, who was
white-faced and fuming.  He didn't say a word, but walked along in back of
Pete.  "No tricks or she's toast." I scooped up Caitlin, who was too afraid
to fight me and prodded hubby with the point of my knife.  When he felt
that he spun on me, saw his toddler in my arm and looked positively ill.

   "You hurt her and I'll kill you!  He growled at me, speaking softly, I
suppose, so as not to alarm his wife.

   I'm going to fast forward a bit here.  Suffice it to say that Pete and I
got fur-face, whose name we learned was Matt, cuffed with his hands locked
behind his back; standing against on of the thick kitchen columns.  I also
did his legs up with duct tape from ankle to mid thigh and then went around
the whole area again and taped him to the column so that he couldn't move
an inch...while he cursed and threatened me all the while...

   His blonde bitch of a wife, Denise, turned out to be a real fireball! 
It took both me and Pete to restrain her.  We went at her a little
differently, cuffing her hands up behind her head to the back of the chair
and her legs splayed wide over either arm.  It was a recliner, so we put
her feet up just a little then tied ropes around her knees to really spread
her thighs wide and completely expose her hairy, blonde twat.  She fought
us all the while though, but neither Pete nor I minded much.

   I love it when a new cunt puts up a fight!  As soon as we started tying
her legs open she started making noises about how she figured we were going
to rape her and we were both way to fucking ugly to ever get a chick to
fuck the regular way...and so on and so fourth.  I tuned most of it
out...because, though the bitch didn't know it yet...HER hairy adult cunt
was going to be NUMBER THREE on the rape list tonight.  Pete was going to
enjoy slapping her around a little, but I was really going to get off on
making her watch me rape both her kids!

   Oh yeah, her husband, Matt, was hollering and cussing too...until Pete
stuffed a pair of his own undershorts in his mouth and taped them there
with "Ye-Old Duct Tape.  You really should have seen the expression on his
face.

   Little Caitlin was crying and blubbering like crazy, so I slapped her a
good one -much to the distress of her parents, who lunged against their
restraints to come to their toddler daughter's aid; not that it did them
one bit of good- and sent her into shocked silence...well, except for
muffled sobs.  After that one good slap, she curled up by her mother's feet
and started sucking her thumb.  Her cute, fear filled eyes never leaving
Pete and me.

   She was going to have plenty to see shortly!

   "What do you two bastards want?" Denise spat at us while testing her
bonds.  The handcuffs had no give to them and the ropes allowed for just
enough movement to give her false hope.  "Money I suppose?"

   Ever notice how people who HAVE lots of money always think of that first
whenever they get into a difficult situation?

   "No, I've got enough money of my own." I replied blandly while going
over and ripping the tape off of her husband's mouth.  I wanted to hear him
for the next few minutes.  Pete, meanwhile, had gone back to the bedroom
and gotten our other -soon-to-be- fucktoy, and was bringing her back into
the room while I pulled the cloth from the man's lips.

   "If you don't want money, then what's this all about?" Matt said, his
voice shaky.  He looked like he was trying hard not to cry and I began to
get the idea that, between his wife and him; Denise was the one who would
be the most difficult to deal with.

   "Cute kid." Pete said in a sweet voice that only I knew was laced with
lust, while grinning down at the sleepy -smiling- infant in his arms. 
"What's its name?  How old?" He made cooing sounds.

   "HER name is Cathy!" The bound woman said, giving Pete and exceptionally
dirty look.  "She's 14 months old, and put her the fuck down."

   A girl!  My prayers had been answered!

   "Sure." Pete answered.  He put a thick gold towel down on the
butcher-block table and gently set the baby down in the center of it where
she wouldn't roll off.  The infant was dressed in a white nightgown with
red and blue bears dancing on the background and a diaper.

   "What the fuck do you people want?" Matt said again, struggling against
the tape and handcuffs that held him.  "Whatever it is, take it and get
out!" He was trying to sound brazen, but I noticed that he was trembling.

   "Good idea." I replied, going over to where his wife was tied,
squirming, to the easy chair.  I reached out and cupped both her tits up in
my hands, squeezing and pinching her supple creamy jugs through her shirt
while she tried to jiggle away from my touch.  "This wife of yours has got
some GREAT tits on her, doesn't she pal?"

   "Dammed right." Pete answered, he walked over to the other side of the
chair, knelt and started running his hands up the blonde bitch's tan
tapered thighs and flicking his fingers roughly over her hairy exposed
pussy.  "I like this sweet blonde cunt of hers, never had me any blonde
cunt before."

   "Leave me alone!" Denise hollered as we intimately groped her.  She
struggled and twisted under our assault, but couldn't escape our greedy,
probing hands.  She winced as Pete slid his middle finger deeply up her
-almost- dry vagina and started to scream...until I slapped her across the
face, and then backhanded her for good measure.  "Get your fucking hands
off of me!" She started to sob, big clear tears running down her reddened
cheeks.  "This is RAPE!" The blonde cunt looked desperately over at her
helpless husband.  "They're gonna rape me Matt!  Stop them!" I yanked her
shirt down hard at the neck, tearing it open to the crotch and exposing a
sheer pink bra.  I squeezed and mauled the woman's tits hard enough to make
her cry out in pain and then yanked the bra off her in one smooth movement.
I didn't bother to release the catches, so the torn, stretched out material
fluttered down and rested against her flat, firm stomach.

   "Get your fucking hands off my wife!" Matt said, pulling uselessly at
the handcuffs that locked his arms behind him.  "Get your hands off her!!
You bastards!!  Don't touch her!!!"

   "Ya know pal," I said to Pete in a conversational tone.  "I think he
means it."

   "Yeah, but I need something hot and slippery around my cock." Pete
replied, stooping over to take off his pants.  He set his knife down on a
table off to the side where we didn't need to worry about anybody doing
anything unhealthy with it.  His cock bounced up, hitting his belly just
below his belly button as he stood back up.  "My nuts are full, and I've
just gotta shoot off." He wrapped his fist around his thick 9" prick and
began jacking himself off against the blonde cunt's face, laughing and
pulling back as she twisted her head and tried to bite him.

   "Stop it!  Stop it!  Stop it!" Her husband cried from where he was tied.
He sounded like a whiney 9-year-old.

   "C'mere with that!" Denise hissed, clicking her teeth together and
eyeing Pete's cock.

   "I've got a better idea." I laughed and grabbed Caitlin up from where
she sat nearby.  "I want to try out this little toddler bitch." I held the
little child up in my arms as she struggled, and then kissed her deeply on
the mouth, pushing my tongue into her little mouth and exploring her teeth
and gums as she tried to pull away.  Her cry's redoubled but I didn't care,
I planned on enjoying the little twat in every way.

   "Dammed right." Pete reached over, stuck his hand up her nightdress and
began to fondle her plump 3-year-old ass.  "I can't wait to put my dick in
this."

   "LEAVE HER ALONE YOU SICK FUCKS!!!" Denise screeched out at the top of
her lungs, fighting like mad to get free and come to her little girl's aid.
"Get your hands off of her!"

   "You fucking baby rapers!" Matt screamed in outrage.  "Only a sick fuck
could get off on a little girl!  Get your hands off of her!  LET HER GO OR
I'LL KILL YOU!!!"

   "She's got a fine little ass." Pete commented loudly, then slipped a
finger into the legband of her training pants to rub her tight, hairless
little groove.  "Nice sweet pussy too."

   "You BASTARDS!!!" Denise growled at us as she watched us sexually molest
her toddler.  "Leave her ALONE!  Fuck me if you want, but let her go!"

   "Lady, I plan to FUCK you, this little bitch here;" I ran my tongue over
Caitlin's tear wet cheeks.  "AND that little slut over there!" I looked at
the 14-month-old on the butcher-block table who was currently laughing and
playing with her toes.

   "NONONONONONONO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" The tied blonde cunt moaned in terror
and shock.  "They're only babies!  You CAN'T!!!!!"

   "GET YOUR HANDS OFF MY KIDS!  YOU TOUCH THEM AND YOU'RE BOTH DEAD!" Matt
was fighting his own bonds wildly now that he'd heard we planned to stick
our cocks in, not only his wife; but BOTH his daughter's as well.

   I tore the little 3-year-olds nightshirt off of her thin shoulders and
threw it to the ground, then ran my fingers across her tiny pale nipples.
The feeling of a nearly naked toddler against me was wonderful and I liked
the way she fought.

   What I DID NOT like was the way she swung her little legs and caught me
in my crotch!

   "Mommmmmmyyyyyy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" The child squealed in terror and
confusion, and then kicked me again.  Harder!  This time I managed to dodge
and Pete caught the bitch by the ankle, deflecting the blow; but it still
caught me in the thigh.

   "You filthy little cunt!" I hollered in her face and shook her for good
measure.  It appeared that our sweet toddler fuckmeat was in need of a
little...tenderizer.

   "Stop kicking you little baby whore!" Pete screamed at her and slapped
the little cunt across her tear stained face.

   "Get me a pair of cuffs and the rope!" I ordered my partner, indicating
the blue nylon bag -our rape supply kit- that was sitting by the door.

   "Yeah." Pete grabbed the cuffs, then snapped them on the squirming
little fuckhole while both her parents looked on, screaming and crying. 
"What do you want to do with the rope?"

   "Hold this whore a minute." I told him, giving him the screaming,
struggling little girl -whom he immediately upended over his shoulder like
a sack of flower.  I made a thin loop of rope and wound it around her
ankles, then threaded the other end around one of the steel re-enforcements
that were bolted to the ceiling of the motor home.

   "Oh God, NO!" Denise yelped in terror for her daughter.  She could see
what was coming, and I don't just mean my dripping prick.

   "Your cunt of a daughter is going for a ride." I announced to the tied
blonde bitch coldly and took up the slack.  Caitlin's legs, tied together
as they were; were yanked sharply upward and as I kept pulling on the rope
the rest of her body followed.  I kept taking in the slack, the little
bitch wasn't all that heavy; until the sobbing little fuckhole was
suspended -upside down- in mid-air with her head just about at crotch level
should a man with a stiff cock choose to stand in front of her.

   "MOMMMMMYYYY!!!!!  DAAAADDDDYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!" The little whore
screamed, sounding -as I'd hoped- absolutely terrified.  She was crying
harder now, from the pain of having all her weight being supported by her
feet, and the fright of being hung, nearly naked upside down.  The fear in
her eyes was turning me on wildly.

   "LET HER DOWN!  LET HER DOWN!" Matt shouted at us, then went to
comforting his abused daughter.  "It's okay baby it's okay, daddy's here."
He couldn't have comforted her much...his voice was cracking with fear and
outrage

   "You bastards!!" The bound blonde cunt of a mother hissed at us through
clenched teeth.  I tore my eyes away from the strung up toddler to glance
over at her.  HATRED doesn't even begin to cover the expression on her
face. If looks could kill, Pete and me would've been laid out.

   "You're not gonna kick anymore, are you, you little baby bitch?" I
shouted at her, yanking her up by the hair and giving her a little twist so
she began to swing like a pendulum.

   "M...M...MMMMOOOOMMMMMYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Caitlin swung to
the right.  "D...D...D...DAAAAAAAAAADDDDDDDDDDDDDDYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!" And
back to the left.  Both her parents were fighting like the possessed to get
free, help their kid and rip Pete and me new assholes, but they weren't
doing much other than making the cuffs bite into their wrists.

   I left Pete to swing Caitlin and went over to where the other baby girl
-14 month old Cathy- was lying on the butcher-block table.  I yanked her
little nighty off over her head and gave her tiny mouth a deep intimate
kiss before running my hands all over her soft little body.

   "This baby daughter of yours sure is a sweet little piece of fuckmeat."
I said to Matt conversationally.  "Have you ever gotten into her diaper?"

   "You're disgusting." The bearded father spat back at me, sounding ill.

   "Let's see what her little fuckhole looks like." I undid the tapes on
her diapers, yanked them off of her and feasted my eyes on the tiniest,
sweetest looking, pale-pink fuckhole I'd ever seen.  "Fuucckkkkkk." I ran
the tip of my middle finger up and down the baby's underdeveloped slit and
rubbed her rice sized little clit, listening to her coo from the pleasure
and attention she was getting.  "You're little bitch looks good enough to
EAT!" and true to my word, I dropped to my knees in front of the table,
grabbed her tiny ankles, spreading her plump little legs wide and pulled
her feet back up over her head so I could have full access to her delicious
looking babyplace and asshole.  I leaned in and slid my hot wet tongue up
and down her hairless infant crack -much to the displeasure of her parents,
not that I gave a shit- and darted my tongue inside her fuckhole, tasting
her sweet baby juices.  At the same time I was slowly pushing a stiff
forefinger up her seething virgin shithole, reveling in the tight heat that
embraced my probing digit to the third knuckle.

   She cried a little as my finger invaded her bowels but I was way to
excited to care.  I began sucking and slurping loudly on her infant twat
and corkscrewing my finger in and out of her pink shit chute while forcing
her legs even further back and apart with my free hand.  My tongue was as
far inside of her tight immature vagina as I could get it -in fact I could
feel her tender cherry with my tongue tip- and I was nuzzling her clit with
my nose.

   It wasn't my major concern that she enjoy her first fuck, but I sort of
hope she did.

   That Pete and I got our rocks off good, which was the really important
thing!

   Speaking of Pete's rocks...I hadn't heard our OTHER little fucktoy's
blubbering for a couple of minutes now and, curious; I rolled my eyes in
her direction while letting my tongue slide deep inside the hairless baby
twat of the 14 month old bitch in front of me.  The first thing I saw was
Denise, with big fat tears flowing down her face, her lips were moving but
no sound was coming out.

   She was watching Pete and her bound 3-year-old too.

   Pete was standing right beside the little cunt and had stuck his nine
inches of adult prickmeat DEEPLY into her stretched young mouth and was
fucking her throat.  He didn't bother to rock his hips though.  Since the
little child was handcuffed and suspended upside-down by her feet, Pete had
just grabbed her by the ears and was swinging her back and forth...making
her take his cock however fast he wanted her too.  The little girl was
REALLY crying now and her eyes were filled with horror at the way my friend
was USING her wet little mouth.

   I watched, not stopping my licking of baby Cathy's succulent infant
fuckhole; as Pete forced his cock down...er...UP, given the current
position of the child; the trussed up 3-year-old's throat.  It was really
to much for her...not that either of us gave a shit...and the sound of her
gagging made my own painfully stiff member throb and grow another inch.  I
ran my tongue along Cathy's tiny labia and rammed my finger up her little
shithole hard enough to make her bounce up an inch off the table.

   "I LOVE RAPING your sweet little holes Cathy." I told her...and everyone
else in the room, before turning my face to Matt and continuing with. 
"Your daughter is one sweet little baby bitch!"

   "Pervert!" The bearded father yelled back at me, grunting with the
exertion of trying to free himself.  "You can't satisfy a REAL woman so you
rape babies!  Big man!" The scorn in his voice pissed me off royally and
gave me an idea.

   Actually, it got me thinking about ANOTHER little fuck fantasy I had...

   I stood up, taking lil' Cathy in my arms and hugging the naked infant
close to me, one hand underneath her tiny bum with a finger twisting deep
in her rectum and the other holding her around the waist with my fingers
flicking her tiny pink nipple-buds, little more than pale splotches now.  I
lifted her up and ran my tongue up her crack and over her rice sized clit
while I walked, one of the really neat things about babies is that you can
eat them like tacos.  I walked over to where her father was standing, tied
against the post; and got nose to nose with him.  I noticed that the
bearded wonder got REAL quiet when I invaded his personal space and he
started to sweat like mad as well.

   My opinion of his wife went up considerably.  She was terrified and mad
as hell about what Pete and I were doing to her daughters...and she'd been
cussing and threatening us the whole time we'd been molesting her little
bitches, even when we'd been in her face and up close; tying her legs and
cuffing her.  THAT woman had brass balls, so to speak; whereist this "man"
seemed to be the type who liked to talk big but got scared when it came
time to back it up.

   "No." I told him when we were nose to nose, with his 14 month old
daughter squooshed in between us with my finger probing up her asshole. 
"I'm fucking with your daughters because I LIKE little kids.  I like
feeling my cock sliding in and out of their slippery young wet little
holes, and I like USING them to CUM." By this time the helpless wousy of a
father was trying to look away, but I followed him where ever he turned his
head.  "It was my idea to break in here tonight, my pal and I could have
just snatched your little cunts and used them in the bushes..."

   "Then why didn't you?!?" Matt said, trembling and shaking but trying to
find his balls

   "Don't talk to the bastard Matt!" Denise yelled, sobbing; from across
the room.  "He's just trying to get to you!"

   Oh I was going to get to this know-it-all, loudmouthed bastard...and I
knew just how to do it.

   "We didn't just take your little whores because I wanted you and your
blonde bitch of a wife to WATCH us RAPE them!" I heard a sharp, harsh
sounding intake of breath...Denise I figured, unless my pal Pete had just
dumped a load in his little 3 year old cocksucker's mouth...from behind me.
"I get off big time having their mother and you WATCHING us SEXUALLY
MOLESTING these two sweet little fuckholes of yours.  THAT'S why we didn't
just drag your bitches into the bushes." The guy had gone dead pale beneath
his beard, but I wasn't finished yet.  "See, we're out fulfilling all our
fuck dreams...and your two little cunts are really doing a good job helping
us." The man's mouth opened and closed like a fish.  "And there is one
fantasy I've got that YOU'RE gonna help me to live out..."

   "What, you want a man too?" He was trying to sound fearless but it
didn't even come close to playing off.

   "No asshole." I answered pleasantly enough.  "I've got a thing for
incest, you should hear some of the things I do to my nieces; but since you
think I'm only into little kids because I'm a pervert...well, I think you
should get a piece of your little girls so you can see what it's really
like."

   "Huh?" He was stammering, trying to figure out my words.  "I don't get
it."

   "That's what I mean." I told him.  "But you're GOING to get 'IT'...from
BOTH of these sweet little daughters of yours!" I reached into his fly and
pulled out his half hard...and nicely sized I must admit...cock.  I'm not
queer, except for little boys maybe...if ya want to call it that; but even
though I don't go for men I didn't mind stroking and pumping on Matt's
whanger until he had an acceptable hard on throbbing in my fist.  "I plan
to get this little bitch's cherry, but I think you might like a feel of her
drooling little mouth on that hard-on of yours."

   "No..." His voice came out in a whisper as I lowered his baby daughter
to his waist, squatting down beside him and supporting the infant's weight
from the side so that his wife...who was listening and watching with
revulsion...could have a good view as I guided their youngest daughter's
wet little mouth to her father's cock.  "Ohhh GOD NO!!!" Matt bucked his
hips, trying to twist his hard prick away as I brought his baby daughter's
mouth closer to his swollen, aroused-in-spite-of-himself, fat, purple
cockhead.  He was too tightly bound though -thank God for duct tape- and
all he succeeded in doing was brushing the tip of his dick over his baby's
cheek as I pushed her thin pink lips against his tool and forced her mouth
open to take his organ inside.  "NO YOU MUSTN'T!  NOOO CATHY!!!  BABY!!! 
CATHY STOP IT!!!!!!  CATHY
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

   The look on his face when his thick prick popped into the tight, wet,
ring of his infant daughter's wildly stretched lips was nothing short of
memorable.  Equal parts of disgust, revulsion, amazement, wonder and lust.
I knew from kissing the baby girl that her mouth was soaking wet, moist and
dripping with hot slippery spit...and I knew from experience how hot it
would be, incredibly tight too.  From the way our bearded friend was
clenching his teeth, I'd say he was trying his damndest NOT to enjoy his
little girl's wet sucking mouth.

   Sucking?  Oh yes!

   See, babies don't know much...they're young and all...so they only
really know how to do a couple of things.  Sucking is one of them, what
with pacifiers, bottles and teething toys; most infants are natural
suckers...and little Cathy was no exception.  As soon as her father's
cockhead slid in between her moist lips she instinctively began to suck,
moving and pursing her lips on Matt's aroused horny cockhead like it was
her mother's nipple.  A hard prick has no conscience, and though Matt might
be repulsed by the thought of mouth fucking his baby girl; his prick liked
the hot, slippery wet, attention that the child was giving him.

   "Feels great on your cock, doesn't it stud?" I cackled and began to
rotate the baby, holding her tightly so as not to risk hurting her neck.  I
was at his right foot, sort of spinning her in a clockwise motion from
about six-thirty to nine o'clock on his prick.  Of course, at 'nine
o'clock' the cocksucking little whore was upside down in my arms...much
like her 3 year old bitch of a big sister who was still trying to contend
with Pete's prick abusing her pretty face, plugging her mouth and making
her struggle for breath...  and she didn't like it much, but hell; who
cares.  "How do you like your first baby blowjob?  Those moist little gums
feel really great don't they?" I started twisting her faster on her
father's tool, she was crying and her tears ran down her face to help lube
her daddy's shaft as I forced her face down on it.  "Nice and hot and wet
huh?"

   "You...Sick...Bastard..." Matt managed to gasp out, face red, sweat
pouring off his forehead, face and bare chest as I raped his baby
daughter's mouth with his prick.  "Ohhhh G...G...GODDDD!!!!!!!" He thrust
his hips -just a little- into her adorable cockstuffed little face.

   "It DOES feel great doesn't it." I said encouragingly.  "Such a hot,
wet, sweet little mouth!  And on top of all that, she's not just ANY little
girl...SHE'S YOUR OWN DAUGHTER!" I gave her a fast spin as those LAST four
words left my mouth and Matt groaned in surprise -and pleasure- as her
drooling, spit slick little maw corkscrewed wetly around his (dripping?  -
I'd be willing to bet!) cockhead.  "For my money, nothing looks sexier
-almost- than seeing a cute little baby with their mouth stuffed with an
adults prick.  Well, that's not ENTIRELY true, but you don't have a dog."

   Another sharp intake of breath behind me.  Oh well.

   "Bastard." Matt hissed at me again...followed by: "Ooooo Cathyyyyyyy,
baaaabbbbbyyyyy......."

   I could tell he liked his baby daughter's lips around his fucker.  He
was making little involuntary hip thrusts at her dripping little yap and
grunting and groaning something fierce.  The muscles in his neck and
shoulders were standing out though he wasn't trying to escape now.  He was
filled with fuck tension and his baby's 14-month-old mouth was providing
the relief.

   "She's a cute bitch too Matt." I spoke to him like we were old friends.
"If you take a little look down you'll be able to see just how sexy the
little whore looks with your prick in her face." I pulled the baby off his
tool, and then smeared the clear, sticky pre-cum juices that were beading
and dripping from his piss slit over her lips and both her cheeks.  "This
little cunt of yours looks GREAT with fresh man juice glistening on her
face." I shoved her mouth back down on his prick again, hard; making her
struggle as her father's blunt cockhead bumped the back of her tiny throat.
Cathy's arms wriggled and her snug baby shithole tightened rhythmically on
my anally raping finger.  "I'm gonna fuck her mouth up and down on your
prick.  I want to HEAR this little infant whore of yours GAG on your
prick!"

   "You perverted piece of shit!" Denise screamed at me.  She was still
fighting the handcuffs and her wrists were starting to look raw.

   "Who's perverted?" I shot back while forcing another two inches of
Matt's man sized cock into the infant's mouth, knowing that his cockhead
was pressing the very back of her throat and forcing it's way down.  "Looks
like your man is getting off on your daughter's mouth!  What's the matter,
don't YOU ever blow him?"

   "Nope." Matt let the word slip out, then crossed his eyes.

   "YOU BASTARD!!!!!" The blonde bitch shouted.

   To this day I'm not sure if she was referring to me or to her blowjob
deprived husband...who was now really getting off on his baby daughter's
drooling, slick little mouth...and making pains not to show it.

   "Well hell Matt, you don't even get to feel you bitch wife's mouth on
your prick, no wonder you're digging the headjob this little baby slut's
giving you." I laughed darkly.  "Kinda makes me wonder if you'll be able to
stay away from her once my friend and I leave and this night is just a
memory to y'all.  What about it daddy, thinking about maybe making some
midnight visits to her crib after blondie falls asleep?  You could satisfy
your prick in this wet little mouth every night if you wanted, and fuck her
too for that matter."

   Plant a little seed, who knows what will grow.  It was clear that Matt
was enjoying the way I was raping his daughter's mouth with his prick! 
I've got a theory about that...

   We interrupt this story for a brief question from the author:

   Watching ol' Matt there made me think.  I figure most of you reading
this are either into incest or having sex with little kids, so tell me:
Just between us, if YOU were "Helpless" in a situation like the one I'd put
Matt in, where YOUR OWN DAUGHTER was being "forced" to suck you off, or
fuck you; and you "had no control over the situation" ...and therefore no
guilt...  Wouldn't you secretly LOVE to pop your wad in your own child's
mouth?  Along the same lines, because I'm curious...How many of you out
there would secretly enjoy WATCHING your wives and daughters (Or sons?) get
raped and fucked?  Let me know!  Write your comments to:
Little_Girl_Watcher@excite.com Include your name and your daughter's name
along with your thoughts, and you might just see yourself fucking your
child.........in an up cumming story.

   Now back to the perversion...er...story.

   Where was I?  Oh yeah, I was helping Matt to rape his baby daughter's
mouth...

   As I was saying, I was corkscrewing Cathy's slut mouth in a wide wet
circle on her father's prick while forcing her face down on the hot fucker
at the same time.  The tight silky wetness of the infant's tiny mouth were
really doing a job on Matt and he began thrusting his hips hard in time to
my forceful shoves on the back of his daughter's head.  We were making this
baby swallow five of six inches of thick, dripping, incestuous, adult prick
and I was getting so turned on by the perverted sight that my own tool was
dripping ribbons of slimy pre-cum into the carpet.

   "Unnnggggguuuhhhhh!!!!!!  You're MAKING me feel it you pedophile
bastard!!!" Matt growled at me through clenched teeth.  "I HATE YOU FOR
THISSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!" His big, hairy, cum filled balls were slapping
-damp with sweat- against baby Cathy's forehead when he said this and she
was sucking away on his prick like it was a bottle of her favorite formula.
She was getting used to being upside down for part of the time and was
happy to just be held...with a finger twisting and probing up her infant
asshole...and suck on her father's tool.

   "That's a good little baby whore." I said to the infant in my arms,
using low soothing tones.  "Suck your daddy's penis like a good little
slut." I turned and looked half over my shoulder to where Denise was
staring -looking pale and ill- at us in slack jawed wonder.  "That's right
Cathy give your daddy's prick a nice wet blowjob.  Give his penis what your
mommy won't."

   I can't be sure, but I'd almost SWEAR I heard an "amen." Come from Matt
right about then, it might have just been my own wishful thinking though. I
was looking at the sexy bound blonde cunt as I said that and she gave me a
look of death.

   I glanced over at Pete -remember him?- and saw that he had Caitlin by
her inverted shoulders with one hand and the back of the neck with the
other.  He was up on the balls of his feet and throat fucking the little
toddler bitch for all she was worth.  Actually, I couldn't see much but her
terror filled eyes peeking out from under his wiry haired ballsac and his
firm ass pumping at her face hard, but I got the idea.  His head was thrown
back and he was humping her face with obvious pleasure, then as I was
looking he twisted around, bringing the suspended child around with him but
tangling the ropes and putting more pressure on her feet, to watch me
fucking the baby's face up and down on her father's fat hard-on.

   "Yeahhhhh work that baby whore's mouth onto her loudmouthed daddy's
prick!" Pete groaned at me as he used the tiny pre-schooler's mouth to
pleasure his cock.  "Make her gag, I haven't heard her gag yet!"

   "Well I haven't heard THAT little baby bitch gag either yet, so were
even!" I popped back and forced the baby's head down even deeper on her
father's fuck tool, twisting her up and down fast enough to make her dizzy.

   "Oh YEAH?" Pete rose to the challenge and slammed his fucker down the
3-year-olds gullet to the balls.  "Listen to thissssss!" With his cock
plugging her throat the little girl wasn't getting any air, and her cuffed
hands opened and closed into tight little fists as she panicked.  The
sounds of her choking and gagging were loud in the motor home and could
clearly be heard even though I was clear across the room.  Finally after
what I'm sure seemed like an eternity for Caitlin but in actuality was only
about forty seconds Pete pulled his cock -dripping with her saliva- from
her mouth with an audible pop and slapped her in the nose with it.

   "MOMMY!!!  MOMMY!!!  DADDY!!!  MOMMY!!!" The sexy little terror stricken
child shrieked at the top of her lungs. 
"HELPMEHELPMEHELPMEHELPME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

   She was crying so hard the words were hard to understand, but her intent
was clear.  She tried to look at her mother, who was also sobbing a river
and still fighting the cuffs -by now her wrists were bloody.  The woman had
guts; I'll give her that but at just that minute Pete let go of the twisted
ropes that held her in her upside down position.

   Ever see a kid in a swing that's twisted the chains around in a circle
and then picked up his feet?

   Same idea.

   Apparently Pete had been walking in a circle as he molested Caitlin's
mouth, and now that he let go of the rope she spun like a top!

   "DAAAAAAAAAAADDDDDYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" The
nearly naked little toddler bitch squealed loudly as she spun.

   Once again I was thankful that the motor home was nearly soundproof. 
The expression on the nearly naked little cunt as she spun was precious, I
just wished I'd have had my camera.  Come to think of it, if I'd have had
my camera I could have gotten some good shots of these two little bitches
to add to my child porn collection, a shame.

   One thing I can't fully convey to you readers out there is the sexy
perverse sounds that that little toddler cunt was making when Pete was
forcefeeding her his cock, and since these little stories aren't availble
in 'audiobook format' -Now THERE'S an idea, I gotta try and figure out a
way, hmmmmm....-

   Huh?  Oh yeah, as I was saying......  I can't really get across to you
the sounds our little preteen sex toy was making, all I can say is go out
and rent a 'deep throat' type video, and when you hear the nasty wet slurps
and gags of a woman trying to accomidate an incredibly huge piece of man
meat, close your eyes and picture a pretty little 3 year old pre-schooler
being orally raped.  If you can do that...well, fuck it, it's STILL not
going to sound as filthy as it did, but with a little immagination, you'll
be on the right track.  It turned me on something feirce to hear my pal
gagging that little whore as he throat fucked her and my own cock was
dribbling clear, sticky fucklube into the families carpet now in a
continuous line.  I was needing to cum badly and my nuts were aching from
the filthy knowledge of what we were doing to those two innocent little
children...and their parents...but I wasn't ready to shoot off yet, and
besides I had to answer Pete's challenge.

   "You made the little cunt gag alright." I told Pete he wiped his
dripping prick over Catlin's cute toddler face.  "But wait 'til you see
what I'm gonna do with THIS little whore."

   "Don't hurt her..........PLEEEAAASSSSEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!" Denise had
switched from threats to begging now.  Then she added.  "What are you going
to do to her?"

   "Not much." I replied, my cock throbbing.  "I just think it's about time
for your little infant twat here to get a taste of her father's fuckjuice."
I smiled at her.

   "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Matt groaned in anguish/pleasure as I began twisting Cathy's tiny body on
his prick and forcing her tight fuck hole of a mouth up and down on his
swollen, drooling, purple cockhead.  Cathy, being a fourtten month old baby
and not having a clue that her mouth was bing molested by her father's
prick; sucked and slurped on the stiff organ that was forcing her tender
jaws apart like a wedge.  It looked so OBSCENE!  Here was a 14 month old
child...a BABY for crying out loud...sucking cock!  Cathy was gagging a
little too as I forced her face down on Matt's aroused, throbbing fucker.
He was only about average size, I guess; but given the fact that he was a
grown man and she was a tiny baby...his cock looked enormous as it plugged
her face.

   "Yeeeaaahhhhh!!" Pete groaned, grabbing lil' Caitlin by the ears and
jamming his spit slit cock back down her throat.  "Rape the little bitch's
mouth with that fucker's tool.  Make him blow his load in his daughter's
fucking face." He groaned and his hip jerks started to pick up speed. 
"Just like I'm gonna dump my cum is THIS little cunt's mouth in about a
minute!" He let go of the little girl's ears, grabbed the back of her head
with one hand and his cock with the other and began to jack himself off in
her mouth.  His clenched fist, tightly wrapped around his hugely bloated
cock and pumping like crazy; smacked into the upsidedown pre-schooler's
lips a few times, making her cry more, but he was way to excited to care.
Her eyes were wide with horror and confusion as he used her mouth.  I'm
sure the pre-cum must have been drooling into her little yap stedily, and
the thought that she was about to take his load was almost enough to make
me shoot off.  Luckily, at that moment daddy Matt started to groan and
thrust his hips helplessly at his baby daughter's mouth.  The hot, wet
friction of Cathy's tight infant mouth was too much for him and I could
tell he was getting ready to pop his wad down her throat.

   "Yeah Cathy." I said encouragingly, as though she could understand what
I was saying.  "Your dad is about to fed you a nice creamy desert.  I think
you'll like the taste of your daddy's sperm when he squirts all his white
creame into that little cum bucket of a mouth of yours."

   "Nnnnggggggaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh........." Matt grunted, trying to hold off
the inevitable even as I fucked his baby's face down even further on his
prick.  She gagged and sputtered but I wasn't about to stop this forced
incestuous oral rape until Matt emptied his balls down her throat. 
"C...C...Cathy...Baby...I'm..  Ugh...I'm SORRY......I'm SORRY
Cathy...But...I'm...I'm Gonna......I'm GONNA............"

   "DON'T YOU DARE!" Denise screamed at her soon-to-be-ejectulating husband
in a voice of horror and outrage.  "DON'T YOU DARE CUM IN OUR DAUGHTER'S
MOUTH!!!!!!" Her lips were white with anger as she pressed them together,
watching her husband try and hold his juices in against the incredibly
tight, moist heat of Cathy's mouth.  "DON'T YOU DO IT!!!!"

   Just goes to show you how much women Really know about the male orgasm.
Past a certain point, it's not a volountary descision...and as one who's
had more than my share of slippery baby blowjobs, I can tell you that when
your about to cum you can feel those hot tingles in the soles of your FEET!

   If you've ever had a blowjob that good you understand what I'm talking
about.  If you haven't, you never will.

   "DON'T CUM MATT!!!" The bound, blonde bitch shouted again as she watched
her husband's hips begin to buck and sweat pour off his bare chest. 
"DON'T"

   "I'm...I'm Sorry Denise..." The bearded man managed to gasp.  "I'm
sorry...s...s...sorry...Ca...  Cathy." His hip movements were extreme now,
or as extreme as the duct tape would allow; and I held the baby still, just
the swollen purple head inside her soft, drooling lips.  I looked over at
Pete and saw that he was holding Caitlin's head tightly in much the same
way and had his lips pulled back from his teeth in pleasure as he began to
shoot off in the bound toddler's wet fuckhole of a mouth.  Her gasping
gulps as she tried to swallow to avoid drowning in his sperm were music to
my...well, you get the idea.

   "Dump your load in this infant slut's mouth, daddy!" I hissed to Matt
obscenely, wanting to egg him on so I could see the cute little infant
splattered with thick white cum.  "C'mon, feed her your sticky fuckjuice."

   Seeing a child, particularly a really small child...or a baby...getting
spermed has always been one of my favorite things.  One fantasy I haven't
achieved yet, though I'm working on it; is to get nine or ten men to stand
in a circle around my youngest niece, Abby -(remember, I told you about her
at the very beginning?)- talk really filthy to her and JACK THEMSELVES OFF
all over her cute little face, flat chest and bare little pussy.  No
sucking though, it seems ...I don't know, nastier?...for a group of adults
to jack off on a cute little girl than to just force her to suck them off.

   No bitching out there, it's MY fantasy.  I'm gonna do it too, someday;
just as soon as I can find enough men who would enjoy cumming on a pre-teen
child.

   Anyway, as I was saying...Matt was on the verge.

   "CATHY!!!!....CATHY BABY!!!!!!!!  BAAAAAABBBBBBBBYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
UUUNNNNNGGGGGGGGGAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" He shrieked
and gasped as his throbbing cockhead swelled in between his daughter's
innocent, trusting little lips and began to spit hot, creamy streams of
thick jism into her wet young mouth.  Cathy's cheeks bulged out from the
amount of sperm her father was spurting into her tiny maw and then,
although I'm sure she must have swallowed a lot of his juice; the sticky
cream spilled out from between her lips and down over her chin, frosting it
with slimy wetness.

   "FUCCCKKKKKKKKK YESSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I heard from behind me and
turned to watch Pete pull his own pulsing cock out from behind Caitlin's
stretched, sexually abused little lips and shake the last few drops of his
white load off onto the underside of her chin and her throat.  Her lips,
cheeks and nose were coated with a thin glaze of fuckjuice as well...she
couldn't swallow much better than her sister.

   Pete sagged and sat down on a nearby stool leaving little Caitlin to sob
to herself and twist -upside down- in the wind.  Matt was hanging his head
and doing a little sobbing of his own...no longer a loudmouth was he.  I'd
figured -correctly- that dumping a load of cum in his baby's mouth would
take the wind out of his sails, and I was right.  Both little girl's were
sobbing slightly, and had sticky white cream dripping from their lips.

   "Why are you crying pal, I've just shown you what a hot little mouth
your little bitch has." I said to him, speaking like an old friend.  "I bet
you might just want it again sometime, you must have liked it with all the
juice you shot; and considering you said your wife doesn't go down..."

   "You bastard."

   Even though I was standing right next to him I had to strain to hear the
man.  He was still hanging his head...in shock maybe.

   "Matt?" The trussed up blonde whimpered, sounding worried for her man.

   Some people are just too repressed sexually in my opinion.

   Still, the blonde had fire in her eyes, and I still had a hard
cock...and a cum covered infant in my arms.  I took Cathy, who was over her
choking fit and playing with the sticky oozing puddles of seamen that
dotted her cheeks, chin and chest; and walked over to the chair where her
blonde bitch of a mother was tied up.  The woman GLARED up at me:
frightened, terrified and repulsed...but defiant.

   "Your baby's got cum all over her." I told the helpless bound mother. 
"I want for you to LICK her clean, and maybe lick that sweet little
babyplace of hers too." I fisted my cock with my free hand, smearing some
warm lube over my fat horny cockhead and shivering with delight.

   "Go fuck yourself you perverted freak." The woman spat at me, her eyes
shooting daggers.

   "You get your fucking tongue busy on this little slut or I'll fuck her
up the ass." I told the bitch, giving my prick a squeeze and dripping some
lube on her left nipple.  "I'm gonna pop her pussy anyhow, so you might
want to get her a little damp.  Unless you want me to fuck her dry I mean."

   The young mother's mouth opened and closed like a fish and she glared at
me for a full minute before saying to me.  "Let my hands free to hold her
and I'll...lubricate...her vagina for you."

   She didn't try and beg or talk me out of it, smart woman.  But she must
have thought I was stupid.  There was no way the bitch was going to get her
hands free, no way at all.

   "Yo." I called to Pete who had recuperated enough to stand up again and
was busy feeling and roughly fondling Caitlin's tiny twat through her
plastic training pants.  "Leave her alone for a minute and get over here
and help me hold this kid." I looked down at Denise, who looked a little
pale.  "This bitch here is gonna give us a mommy daughter dyke show, ain't
ya you cunt?"

   "Asshole." The mother hissed at me as Pete came over and grabbed one of
Cathy's plump little legs.

   "Yeah," My partner laughed.  "You can lick that too if you want." He
dipped his head down between the baby girl's widely stretched legs and
flickered his tongue tip over her tiny asshole himself.  "She's got a real
sweet little shithole."

   Denise didn't reply, but for a glare; and we had her start with her
daughter's face.  We held the little girl gently as her mother darted out
her long, pink tongue and lapped at the still warm puddles of clinging cum
that coated and splattered her baby from nose to nipples.  Wiping the
baby's soft skin clean and replacing the spent semen with warm saliva. 
Then Pete and me held the little girl in sort of a fireman's carry with her
legs spread wide apart and pressed her bare, immature, still forming little
twat to her mother's lips.  The blonde groaned a little in protest but
finally stuck just the tip of her tongue out and grazed her baby girl's
tender, poochy slit.

   "You can do better than that." Pete griped, watching as he held Cathy's
right leg.

   "Fucker!" Came the reply from the woman, muffled somewhat by her
daughter's crotch.

   "Keep in mind that I'm going to be fucking that little nookie notch of
hers." I added for good measure.  "I'd think you would want her to be as
wet and slippery as possible."

   "I've never licked another girl before in my life." The helpless woman
pushed out every word coldly, but in a way that suggested she was resigned
to her status as fucktoy...for the moment.

   "Just do whatever you think would feel good to you." I suggested.  "Her
clit's at the top, it's tiny but there...and you can make her feel real
nice."

   "Lick up and down her slit too." Pete added.  "And her twat and asshole
too."

   "I'll...I'll lick Cathy's vagina for you if that's what you want." The
woman looked up at me and her eyes were huge and brimming with tears.  "And
I know I c...c...c...can't stop you from raping her." She swallowed hard.
"But would you please...PLEASE use some lube when you do it?!?  There's
some in the bedroom.  She's so tiny...you'll kill her with your cock if you
don't, no matter how much spit I get up her.  I know you will."

   The change in the woman was subtle but there.  Oh she still hated us and
would gladly cut our balls off if she ever got half a chance...but she was
trying to make the best of a bad -for her family- situation, and I could
respect that.  She was also smart enough to direct her question at me
alone, good move.  I'd never gotten any special thrill from inflicting
pain, the only reason I'd strung up little Caitlin was because the bitch
kicked me; so I didn't have a problem with going easy with Cathy.

   "Yeah lady." I answered in a brief moment of kindness.  "I'm a rapist
not a sadist.  Now get busy on her twat."

   Giving me a foul look the blonde cunt dipped her head and darted her
pink tongue out to caress and lick up and down the tiny, tight little
immature slit of her 14 month old baby with just the tip.  It was such a
turn on to force that snooty bitch into lesbo incest with her infant
daughter and although she had a sour look on her face she was doing a good
job on Cathy's twat.  My prick was oozing hot, clear lube that dribbled out
in a thin sticky line and dripped down on her tit and over her nipple

   "I'm gonna fuck her bitch!" I told the bound blond while spreading her
baby's legs apart a little farther for her to dip her tongue into the tiny
girl's pink fuckhole.  "You'd better get it real wet so it doesn't hurt her
as much when I slide my cock into her belly."

   "Yeah, spit on it." Pete added, running his finger over Cathy's tender
babyplace -knowing that her bound mother didn't dare try and bite him with
her child's bare little cunny being so close- and getting his finger wet
with a mixture of spit and sweet infant fuck sauce.  He pulled his hand
away, moved it up and gently inserted it in between Cathy's cum crusty
lips. The baby sucked eagerly.

   "Looks like your kid like the taste of pussy as well as cock." Pete
laughed as the child sucked on his twat soaked finger.  "Your husband might
be paying her late night visits after this," At his words, Matt sobbed
behind us.  "Maybe you will too."

   "Pervert!" Denise growled as her slippery tongue probed her youngest
daughter's soft, pale little nookie notch.  She had her tongue in between
the child's tight, poochy labia lips and was caressing the little girl's
hymen with it, stretching out the tender cherry so that it wouldn't hurt as
bad when my prick tore through it.

   "Lick her ASSHOLE too cunt." I told the helpless, frightened mother.  "I
want to see you tonguing her shithole.  I was licking it before and she
really tastes great." Pete and I tipped the baby girl backward in our arms
and spread her tiny fat asscheeks with our fingers until her small pink
pucker was visible; then we pushed her forward as Denise ran her hot tongue
up the warm, tasty crack.

   "How do you like it, Bitch?" Pete chuckled, gasping as one of Cathy's
little hands clutched mindlessly at his cockhead and squeezed.  "How do you
like licking your baby daughter where she shits?" We twisted Cathy's tiny
frame left and right as her mother's wet pink tongue tip stabbed into her
butt, bathing the baby's rectum with her hot, slippery spit and making it
shine with saliva before easing back up to poke into her vagina once again.
I took Cathy's free hand and wrapped her tiny fist around my hard-on as
Pete and I watched the infant's mother orally molesting her.

   "Yeah." I groaned out in lust as the baby began rhythmically tightening
and loosening her hand around my shaft.  "Suck her pussy Denise.  Taste
your daughter's sweet baby juice."

   Cathy had begun twitching in our arms and rocking her tiny hips as her
mother's tongue began to lap and concentrate on her rice sized clit bud. 
This was one little girl who knew what felt GOOD!

   "Look at that," Pete commented as the baby wriggled against her mommy's
mouth.  "The little cunt LIKES it!"

   "Fucking baby whore!" I added in wonder.

   Denise was really going to town now on her youngest daughter's moist
little nookie notch, I suppose more to get her as wet and lubed as she
could for my cock than out of any sexual desire...but I didn't much care. I
was getting to see a mother lick and suck on her infant daughter's twat and
shithole, I didn't care if SHE liked it or not...I just knew that I was! 
Pete and I watched for a few minutes until baby Cathy's tiny immature cunny
was -literally- soaked and dripping with her mother's hot spit, then I
motioned for Pete to lug over the butcher block table and put it right in
front of the hog-tied young blonde.

   "I'm gonna FUCK your little baby bitch now, cunt." I told the helpless
-and again crying- mother while setting the tiny girl down on the table on
her back.  "YOU'RE gonna WATCH!"

   "Please don't." Denise was begging now, fat tears running down her
cheeks.

   I turned my back, presenting my ass to her as I bent over and put my
blunt, throbbing cockhead to the bare entrance of her baby's tight, bare,
14 month old slit.  I slipped it in gently between her tiny, plump little
labia until it was resting at the -spit- sopping opening of her vagina and
twisted my hips lewdly until I'd corkscrewed my fat prick tip into her
hole. I looked back over my shoulder at my little fuck toy's pale,
horrified looking mother and gave her a smile, then looked down at the
squirming little baby beneath me.

   "Take my cock you cute infant cunt!" I groaned loudly and lurched
forward with my hips...tearing through the baby's delicate hymen and making
her scream as I buried my rampant, horny fucktool in her belly.

   "It's...It's okay Cathy....mommy's here...mommy's here..." I thought I
heard Denise sobbing from behind me, I'm not real sure about that because I
was paying more attention to the warm, snug little fuck tunnel that I had
three quarters of my horny cock nestled in.  I bottomed out in Cathy's tiny
hole, there was no way that the tiny little girl could accommodate the
entire length of my adult prick and I had no wish to cause her any lasting
damage...so I just pumped slowly in and out of her, holding her little legs
far apart -at right angles, both of them- while I enjoyed spearing her with
my meat.

   "Fuck does that look good!" Pete commented.  He told me later that all
he could see -and due to the fact that he was standing right next to where
Denise was tied in her chair, all SHE could see- was the back of my legs,
my ass and my thick adult penis sliding slowly in and out of Cathy's widely
stretched little babyplace as I raped the infant.  If I'd have known about
that at the time I probably would have cum on the spot.  That's a strong
visual image...to me at least...and the thought of a mother being forced to
watch as her baby daughter takes grown-up prick has always gotten to me...

   "This daughter of yours has got a really HOT fucking PUSSY!" I groaned
out loudly while holding onto the infant's tiny hips and bottoming my cock
out in her hole with every thrust.  "Your little whore is SO HOT and SOOOOO
TIGHT around my fucking cock......" I twisted my hips, stretching and
opening up Cathy's tiny fuckhole even more as I fucked in and out of her
tiny body.  The baby was crying, but just a little...not as much as a
person would expect I'm sure, and I like to think that the reason for that
was because while I was using her tender little twat I was also teasing and
stroking her tiny clit in order to give her some pleasure as well.

   She squirmed on my cock like a bug impaled on a pin, I would have loved
to have leaned down and kissed her little nipples but it was impossible,
her nipples were farther away from my mouth than my own were.  Hell, I had
to duck my head until my chin was touching my chest just to SEE her. 
THAT'S how tiny she was.  But, even though I couldn't see much; the snug,
hot, moistness of her hairless little honeyhole combined with the knowledge
that her mother was WATCHING as I RAPED her brought the cum in my balls to
a boil...but quick!

   I pulled out and pumped my prick like there was no tomorrow, ejaculating
thick ropy strands of hot, creamy, pearl-colored semen all over the baby
girl, coating her from cunt to chin if a sticky film of warm jism!  I was a
little bit embarrassed that I popped my wad so quickly, but...well, what
can I tell you.  I'd been wanting to dick a baby for so long I was a little
over excited.

   Cathy, much to my surprise; had stopped crying and was instead playing
with the sticky white fuckjuice that was splattered all over her chest and
tummy.  I inspected her pussy and found her to be stretched open and a
little red looking, but not especially raw or damaged.  I was glad over
that.  I'm too softhearted to want to cause pain.  Cathy, red cunt and all;
looked so cute covered in my sperm...not to mention tired, well fucked and
sleepy; so I called Pete over and had a quick word with him.  I whispered
in his ear so that Denise and her bearded boy-toy couldn't hear what was on
my -okay, slightly perverted I admit- mind.  He nodded, smiling a filthy
little smile at my depraved suggestion and headed to the kitchen.

   "Your baby was a good piece of ass, bitch." I told the sobbing helpless
woman while pumping my prick into the beginnings of another erection.

   "Good." Came her hollow reply.  "Get the fuck out now."

   "Nah, I haven't had a taste of that little toddler bitch." I replied
with a grin that she couldn't see do to the stocking that was still over my
face.  "But I think your little one needs to go down for a nap." I reached
over and tousled the thin hair on the infant's head as Pete returned
carrying a plastic baby bottle and a nipple.  He handed it to me and stood
across from me -to Denise's right.

   "Yeah, she looks tired." Pete added, sounding almost concerned.

   "In fact," I added, lowering the baby's bottle down below my waist...and
about three or four inches in front of the young blonde mother's -now
alarmed looking- face.  "My pal and I are going to let her sleep for the
rest of the night." I positioned the bottle and held my cock loosely with
two fingers, Pete was doing the same as Denise began to pale.  "Just as
soon as we make a bottle for her."

   That blonde cunt's eyes got so wide and bulged out so far I thought that
they'd pop right out of their sockets.  She'd gone stark white and groaned
out in absolute disbelief and revulsion loud enough to make her shell
shocked husband look up...and go EQUALLY pale at the sight of us.

   "NO!!!  NO!  Jesus God NO!!!!  YOU CAN'T!!!  YOU
CANNNNN'TTTTTT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" The horrified young mother half screamed
half moaned as Pete and I began urinating into the baby bottle -the baby
bottle she knew we planned to give to her infant- that was only an inch
away from her face.  "GOD NO!!!" She sobbed uncontrollably, maybe even a
little hysterically while she watched her infant daughter's bottle fill up
with our yellow bubbly piss.  Some of our piss missed the mark and splashed
against her face or dripped down onto her tits, but most of it found it's
way into the clear plastic container and it filled rapidly, foaming
slightly at the top.  Pete and I got to within an inch and a half of the
top, not wanting to overflow the bottle...but, as happens to men -and women
I suppose- when they have to deal with those horrible little cups in the
doctor's office; we still had plenty of piss left over.

   Not to worry, we aimed our cocks to the side and finished up on Denise's
screaming face.

   "A nice hot drink for your baby to enjoy while she nods off." I said
absently as Pete was rolling the rubber nipple around in the sperm soaked
hole between the child's legs.  He gave it to me and I sealed the bottle up
tight and presented the warm plastic container to little Cathy who took it
in her little hand and began to suck instinctively.  She only made a little
face as the taste first filled her mouth, then settled back on her side and
began to drink our piss without a care in the world.

   "You Sick Twisted Bastards!" The blonde ball of repressed fury growled
at us as she struggled hopelessly at her bonds.

   Frankly, I was getting a little tired of her mouth; so I picked up her
oldest daughter's discarded, torn nightshirt; stuffed it in the loudmouthed
cunt's yap and taped it there.  Now all she could do is make grunting
noises and glare at me..., which she did in earnest.

   "I think we oughta teach this hole a lesson in manners." Pete said
gruffly and reached out to twist and squeeze hard on the blonde cunt's twin
b-cups.  He mauled her tits hard...hard enough to make her cry and screech
behind her makeshift gag.

   I got between the fuckhole's legs and lifted her hips a little bit.  My
cock was hard again and still reasonably wet from the fuck I'd thrown to
her -currently piss drinking- baby daughter, and I wasn't as concerned
about hurting this adult bitch as I was about her kid.

   Positioning carefully, I rammed the full length of my prick up her
tight, dark shithole.  Fucking into her ass in one smooth stroke, all the
way to the hilt.

   The bound blonde woman gave a muffled shriek as I anally raped her, her
eyes bulged out again, her cheeks puffed up with screams she couldn't fully
vocalize due to the nightshirt stuffed in her mouth and sweat poured off of
her as I forced my tool deeply into her rectum.

   "Bitch has a nice hot shitter." I gasped, looking up to see Pete
slapping his cock hard against the sexy slut's tits.  I was enjoying
myself...I like adult cunts just as much as young ones, and this bitch's
ass hole felt virgin tight.  I knew from what I'd heard before she didn't
suck dick, so I guessed she'd never let her bearded hubby take a trip up
her ol' dirt road.

   I remember thinking again that I'd be surprised if he could keep his
hands of those little sluts of daughters of his for very long, come the
future.  Then again, maybe this rape gave Denise a wake up call and she
started blowing him...I'm not really in a position to find out, but I've
got my suspicions.

   "She's got tits like rocks too." Pete added while tormenting the woman's
nipples with his fingernails.  "But you gotta try that little cunt over
there." He cocked a thumb at little Caitlin who was still hanging upside
down.  The little bitch had stopped her crying for the most part but when
she saw us looking over at her she started to look worried.

   Smart little girl.

   "Ya know, you're right." I told my pal, pulled out of Denise's tight
shithole and walked over to the suspended child...with my cock bobbing
every step of the way.  Pete joined me, standing behind her and pulling her
little training pants down...er...UP...her little legs to be able to bury
his child hungry tongue in her hairless, puffy pre-school pussy and small
puckered sphincter.  The little girl opened her mouth in shock...and what
looked like pleasure and wonder...at the warm wet invasion of her tender
little pre-teen sex slots and I took advantage of the situation to stick my
cock in her hot little mouth.

   "SUCK IT you little PRE-SCHOOL WHORE!" I ordered as I ground my hips
forward and pleasured my prick in her mouth.  I was turned on even more
because I knew that she was tasting not only my cock flavor and precum but
her own mother's tangy asshole juices as well.  From the look on her face,
I could tell that she had the same idea...and didn't like it much.  Not
that I gave a damn.  Using that little toddler's wet young mouth against
her will was making the situation even better for me, I could see not only
fear, but a child's anger; in her eyes.

   I wanted more!

   I pulled out of her slippery gullet...much to her relief...and just
looked at her hanging there.

   "You want to get down bitch?" I asked, fisting my cock.

   "Yes please le'mee doowwwn." The child answered hoarsely.  She sounded
small and afraid.

   "If I do, your going to do EVERYTHING I tell you too like a good girl,
aren't you?"

   She bit her lip...thinking, then reluctantly nodded.

   "If you don't, back up you go." I told her, trying to sound as though I
meant it.  Actually I wasn't going to string her up again regardless, but
she didn't know that.

   "I'll be good." Caitlin promised

   "Lower her down easy, pal." I said to Pete.  He gave me a dirty look. 
Unlike myself, he enjoys inflicting a little pain.  Enough was enough
though and I made sure he let her down -gently- until she was stretched out
on the carpet.

   "My friend and I are gonna fuck you." I told her honestly.  All things
considered she'd been a pretty brave little girl, and I could respect that.
"We'll do it easy," This got me a dirty look from PETE, but I ignored it.
He'd had enough violent fun for one night.  "And if you don't fight us too
much you might even start to like it."

   She shook her head at that.  Oh well.

   "And your daddy's going to get to enjoy your little fuckhole too." I
added, watching Matt shudder from where he was tied in the kitchen.  I took
her hand and steadied her as she stepped out of her plastic training pants,
then led her over to where her father was tied against the kitchen
column...his half hard cock still hanging out.  "Now, I'm going to lay down
here on the floor and you're goin' to sit on my lap." I explained to her
how it would go.  "I'm going to put my cock up your butthole and while I'm
doing that my friend is going to put his up your twat."

   "Twat?" Caitlin whispered sounding confused.

   Pete rolled his eyes.

   "Your pee-pee." I explained to her, trying not to sound gruff.  I wanted
her relaxed for this.  "After we both get our cocks up inside of you, you
lean your head way back and put your daddy's...thing...in your mouth. 
Understand?"

   The tiny, cute little pre-schooler nodded and I took the cuffs off her
as a show of good faith.  Then got down on my back with my head sort of
arched to the left of Matt's taped up feet.  The view wasn't the best, but
I knew it'd get better once my cock was up Caitlin's tiny shithole and her
mouth was around her father's swinging dick.  I pulled the little toddler
bitch on top of me and ran my cock up and down through her moist -and sexy
and deep, for a 3 year old- asscrack before positioning the fat, throbbing,
mushroom capped head at the entrance of her poop chute.  Then I pushed,
hard enough for a third of my prick to sink into her bowels.  Much to my
surprise -and I'm sure to her mother's, who was watching and looking
worried- Caitlin DIDN'T cry!  She didn't even look all that uncomfortable.

   I wondered then if maybe daddy had ALREADY been late night visits to her
bedroom.

   The little blonde toddler wriggled on my cock as it slid up her backside
but she didn't cry out, not once.  Then Pete came over, knelt over my legs,
lifted and spread hers and fucked slowly into her 3 year old cunny. 
Caitlin cried out a little as her cherry let go...and I think that Pete
enjoyed her pain, he knew better than to do anything overt to hurt her
because -friendship aside- he knew if he did I'd fuck him up later.  He
fucked his big cock up into her gently until he was as deep in her
toddlerslot as I was in her shitter, then we got into a rhythm and began to
fuck the little bitch slow and deep.  I can't say for sure that she liked
it, and being three she probably couldn't orgasm...but I know she wasn't
screaming and crying out so loud like she'd been doing earlier.  I think it
was the hanging upside down that really made her freak, I bet the little
cunt will think twice about kicking people from now on though.

   Anyway, I was holding onto her hips and had my prick buried up her
tight, buttery toddler ass and fucking her in sequence as Pete worked his
own stiff adult tool in and out of her hairless, pale baby pussy.  He had
both her legs sticking straight up so her little fuckhole would be even
tighter for him as he reamed her out and he was holding her thin ankles
with one hand wrapped around them both.

   "Errph!  Errph!  Errph!" The little girl gasped as Pete and I made her
our fuck sandwich.  I wrapped my hand around her throat and forced her to
tilt her head up and take her father's semi-limp noodle into her warm, wet
little mouth for a nice wet blowjob.  She was only 3 years old and was
already finding out about the joys -although she might not agree with me on
this for some years to come- of being airtight.

   "Dammed fine little pussy." Pete was gasping and moaning on top of her.
He'd cum earlier but now the pressure was building up in his balls from the
excitement of banging the little toddler bitch.  He was getting close to
blowing his load again.

   "Such a hot fucking asshole too." I heard myself groan as I reached up
with both hands to tender rub and caress the child's nipples.  I worked my
fucktool in and out of her moist asshole slowly, both to prolong my own
pleasure...and I knew it wasn't going to last much longer in any case, I
could feel my cum starting to boil in my shaft from the clenching tightness
of her anal muscles...as well as hers.  Unlike a few minutes ago, when I
was raping her blonde bitch of a mother's asshole; I wanted it to be good
for the sweet little cunt.

   "Errph!  Errph!  Errph!  Errph!" Caitlin was moaning softly.  This was
turning into a -well, not loving but at least a gentle sort of rape.

   "Work your hips you sexy little baby bitch." I hissed up at her,
choosing my words carefully.

   God, I'm such a romantic...

   "Twist around, WHORE!" Pete grunted, he had her by the hips now and was
forcing her to hump faster.  "Work those holes you fucking little twat. 
Make our cocks squirt off."

   "ERRPH!"

   I SWEAR to you, that kid sounded downright OFFENDED that he was griping
about the way she fucked.

   All the time we were reaming out her lower holes Caitlin had her mouth
busy sucking up and down the first three inches of her father's slowly
swelling penis...and he wasn't complaining much either this time around...

   "Caitlin...Caitlin baby...Caitlin..." I heard him whispering -very
softly.  I'll add here that I noticed his eyes were closed as his 3 year
old made a meal of his cock.

   Yeah, I was asking myself the same questions that you're asking now...I
don't have the answers for you though, sorry.

   I was on the verge and was teasing her -hard and puffy- little pink
nipples with my finger tips and running my palms all over her sweaty flat
chest

   "Here it comes you little whore!" Pete beat me to the punch and began
squirting his juice up into her virgin fuck tunnel.  "Take my load you
fucking BABY slut!" He pumped into her hard as he got his rocks off.  "Take
it ALL!"

   "Caitliiiiiiiiiiiiiiinnnnnnnnnnnn!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Daddy Matt groaned out
through clenched teeth as he flooded her cocksucking mouth with his own
load of sticky white fuck cream.  Needless to say, she couldn't swallow it
all...if indeed she knew to swallow ANY...and pools of his cum ran from her
mouth, down over her chin and down her throat...then oozed down her flat
chest in slimy trails that went all the way to her belly button.  I don't
know if a man's cum production has anything to do with how excited he is at
the time...Hell, in porn films, that guy Peter North shoots enough cum at
such a rate of speed that it could kill a small animal in it's path...but
if excitement IS linked to the amount of cum a guy shoots, then our bearded
incest rookie had gotten quite a charge over the baby blowjob his 3 year
old had given him.

   "You sweeeet liitttlllllle toddler bitch!!!!!!" I moaned, getting my
jollies at last as my cock began to spasm and spit hot fuck juices into my
little fuck toy's rectum.  "Take my juice up you butt Caitlin you sexy lil'
cunt!"

   It was sometime later that Pete and I caught our breath enough to grab
quick showers and get our clothes on.  When we left, Matt was following our
every move, Denise was still looking daggers at us, baby Cathy was asleep
on the floor, curled up in some blankets with a half empty baby bottle full
of piss beside her and Caitlin was laying at her father's feet, cum leaking
out of all three of her holes; with a really strange look on her face.

   I thought about that look a lot as Pete and I roared out into the night.

   
THE END

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