Sunbathing With Kim (Mg,nepi,toddler,extreme pedo,nc,ws)

by UKSnowy



   "Can you help us out Owen?" asked my cousin Betty, swiping thick brown
hair off her sweaty forehead and behind her ears as women do.

   "Sure, what with?" I replied, sipping an ice cold beer as I laid on the
lounger by the pool.

   "Tony and I have to visit mother in the hospital.  She's on her last
legs as you know and we really want to spend some time with her before..."
her voice cracked and tailed off.

   "Just go Betty, you have to.  What do you want from me?" I queried,
looking up at her large dumpy body, overflowing her white bikini, her skin
mahogany and silky looking with the cream she had slathered all over it
that morning.

   "Well it's fucking hot again and we have a two hour drive there and back
and we don't really want to have Kim suffer in the car, you know," she
grimaced, glancing at her one year old daughter splashing happily under the
shaded area of the patio in her specially built section of the pool at the
palatial villa.  "The hospital really isn't the place for her to be while
we are with Mum and it's Magda's afternoon off."

   "Ah, you want me to look after her.  I see.  Well it will be a first but
I've seen you do it so it should be easy," I started to grin.  "Except for
the breast feeding."

   She grinned and nodded as I glanced at the impression of her over ripe
nipples which poked through the thin white sliver of cotton over her vast
tits.  She had enormous teats, easily seen when she freely hefted them out
without embarrassment for Kim to suckle on.  Dark brown, a good half inch
high and round surrounded by a three inch wide, dark, knobbled areolae
saucer of similar dark brown.

   "That's easy too.  Loads of my milk in the fridge.  I can show you the
measures and stuff and she doesn't wear a nappy, in fact she doesn't wear
anything as you know," she giggled.

   I smiled and looked at her naked child in the pool, with the sixteen
year old Romanian au pair dutifully watching for the slightest slip or
stumble that could spell danger for the infant.  I told Betty I would be
fine, to give me a word when she wanted to show me the routine about milk
before they were leaving, in about ninety minutes and she went inside after
bending down to peck my cheek, giving me closeup cleavage, smell of perfume
and sun oil and as she retreated from the relentless sun, I watched her
sumptuous thirty six year old buttocks roll caught in a great wedgie.

   I knew she normally would be naked or at least topless in this edge of
town villa where she couldn't be overlooked, but was protecting her sore
nipples from the sun, her endless expensive sun cream not helping to offset
the pain little Kim gave her during her voracious sucking and biting to
savour the nourishment from her mothers's tits.

   In the shade with a beer, I considered my position.  Happy with the
relaxing two weeks Betty had given me after the stress of the banking
takeover, making me tons of money, happy with my new Porsche back in London
at the swanky duplex apartment at Shad Thames.  I always chuckled over that
name, it was Shag Thames to me, such were the numbers of women that padded
through my pad.

   I wasn't happy with Magda not being here alone with me, as I had made
considerable inroads in seducing her, it had been slow, but I figured after
a week we were very friendly and I was getting all the right signals,
determined to screw her lights out before leaving, making her my youngest
conquest so far.  This could have been the day and she was fucking off.  I
asked her where to and it turns out she has a boyfriend who is a pool boy
and this is his day off.  Should I offer her money, it means a lot to the
stinking, grasping, east European gypsy, low life, bastard immigrants who
flood the UK with their thieving criminal ways?

   The milk routine was explained - easy.  The baby sun oil was explained -
easy and nap times for Kim were easy too, the child slept easy.  Tony
arrived back from town having waited for the Beemer while it had been
expensively and somewhat dubiously cleaned and valeted and off to Alicante
they went.  I concentrated on Magda, but she was high in spirit with her
free time ahead of her and I had a light snack giving Kim some milk from a
teated bottle, until Magda appeared, came to me at the pool and told me she
was leaving.  I watched her saunter away, hearing the boyfriend's scooter
horn parping squeakily in the lane outside.  Her slim butt and endless
lithe legs looked delectable in the extremely short denim mini skirt, which
just about reached the lower extremities of her cheeks and I wanted to see
her cock her leg over the pillion seat of his scooter and see if she was
rising commando.  The tanned taut skin between her skirt and the floral cut
off top, which betrayed signs of natural breast sway, no brassiere?  looked
tempting, topped by her unruly but fashionable mane of dirty blonde hair.

   I caught up with the papers, checked some emails on my laptop inside in
the shade and checked little Kim who was fast asleep in her room.  Her
dense black curls and olive toned skin conveyed the Mediterranean heritage
passed on by Tony, Betty's Spanish husband, a local property magnate. 
Kim's room alarm was switched on, the CCTV was off as I was resident and as
I left the child's room I realised I was passing Magda's room.  The door
wasn't closed.

   Today had been a disappointment on the seduction front and I was pissed
off, but I could at least wallow in her atmosphere by invading her room.  I
am an out and out voyeur.  My duplex is rigged with hidden cameras,
capturing the delights of my many girlfriends as they showered and changed
clothes, plus the times when I shagged them.  The thrill of watching
females undress and dress is amazing and I love their little rituals and
intimacies.

   Nudging Magda's door open I found a mess of a room.  Stuff everywhere,
I'd heard from Betty it was like this, but she didn't despair as she girl
did a great job for her.  I wandered about freely, picking up items of
clothing, things on the dressing table, checking the books, the gadgets and
inside her wardrobe.  The en suite bathroom was equally messy but clean
somehow, shit!  how many products do you need for hair?  then I spotted
some shit stains down in the bowl and thought if I had some of my own micro
cams here I could catch some interesting scenes of a teenage intimate life,
that would be new, as my conquests were all in their twenties, thirties and
beyond even a couple of plus fifty year olds and the CEO of a huge finance
outfit who was sixty five.  The laundry basket was nearby, so of course I
checked it out.  There was so much gear in there, it was nearly bursting
out as I lifted the lid.

   Before diving into it, I bent and sniffed getting many strong odours of
perfume and body.  On the top was a pair of black briefs, not in pristine
condition with threads loose.  I guessed they may be what she wore this
morning and lifted them to my nose.  There was a strong cunt odour, but
very little staining front or back of the gusset.  Then a black delicate
bra, the label read 36B Primark.  Another black pair of box briefs with
slight stains, a white thong with heavy but not bloody stains and a pair of
white tennis shorts added to the handful of Magda's undies I put by for
wanking material.  None of them had any signs of pubic hair, but I realised
that the trend is to be bald as a baby these days, God knows what will
happen when a teenage lad meets a girl with a full set.  He will probably
run away in horror.

   There were more pairs deeper in the basket, including a very exotic silk
pair in pale green and I noticed the Janet Reger badge.  I knew Betty wore
a lot of that expensive brand, oh yes I've raided her dirty laundry too;
and wondered if these were her castoff handmedowns, a present or even that
Magda had stolen them from my cousin's extensive collection.  They were
heavily blood stained but the odour had dissipated.  I grabbed another
lacey brassiere and went outside, checking Kim's peacefulness on the way to
the cinema room.  In the dim light playing a series of voyeur videos I had
made, I wanked happily, edging, delaying my climax a couple of times until
I spunked some hefty globs and spurts into Magda's latest worn pair.  I
cleaned it to a point, leaving a mark which would soon dry and crust on the
cotton gusset.  I dumped the whole lot back in the basket as I found them.

   Out at the poolside, the heat wasn't as intense, so I remained in the
sun, well oiled and now naked, with my Kindle and one of the Jack Reacher
stories from Lee Childs.  The baby monitor occasionally gurgled but Kim
seemed to be still asleep until she woke with a sudden bellow.  That was
the feed me holler, so I warmed the milk, got her up and took her outside
to the shady place, where she happily gulped her mother's milk.  Now
peaceful and alert, she responded to my back rubbing with two enormous
belches and I wiped the small residue of milk from her mouth and placed her
in her own personal pool and sat with her as she played with all sorts of
floating toys.  The fact that the babe was completely naked all this time
had not sparked anything randy in my brain - up to the point where I
noticed she was partly sat on a rubber duck and seemed to be a in a bit of
a trance as she rocked on the yellow toy.

   Was the child masturbating?  Surely not.  I watched fascinated for a
while, not disturbing Kim, until she ceased and reverted to pushing other
things around in the pool and pouring water from one container to the
other. I lay back on my lounger again and tried to read, but keeping a
lookout for a slip which would harm her, I found it difficult to
concentrate and you have to do that with Mr Reacher.  I was feeling sleepy
and Kim seemed listless, so I plucked her wet little chubbiness from the
pool and sat her on my lap.  We tickled and snuggled as she dried quickly,
she is a cuddly sort, always wanting close contact and soon it became
apparent that she could be quiet and peaceful, so I pushed the lounger back
and laid her on my chest.

   I started to doze, still in awareness of the naked, wet, little baby
comfortable on my chest and mindful of the fact she could wriggle off and
fall to the decking.  Kim seemed to sense my doziness and lay quietly,
watching butterflies under the real thatched canopy above us.  To my
horror, some time later, I awoke thinking how careless I was, but the baby
was still there, but she had shifted and was on her back, my arm still
lightly round her naked body, and one of her arms cast above her head, with
my right nipple caught between her first and second finger.  Her face was
quiet, calm and her eyes were closed while she toyed with my nub.  I
remember my sister always had a piece of her "blankie", a soft comforter
between her fingers, lazily rubbing it as she dozed and went off to sleep.

   The effect was electrifying.  Automatically I flexed my cock and it
shifted several inches across my thigh, gaining weight and length.  My
nipples are larger than other mens I have noticed when in the gym showers
and the like and I don't know why, but Kim was sending waves of pure
pleasure rippling through me and all via that small lump of redundant teat
flesh.  I dared a finger on her nipple, not that was anything there, just
the slightest little disc of darker skin and a pin prick of teat.  I
circled it deftly and she gurgled.

   "Like that honey?" I murmured, getting a little nod and a sharper nip on
my own nipple as she squirmed a little and I saw her chubby little legs
clamp together until they relaxed.  She wouldn't answer as she was backward
with her speech.

   I shifted gently up the lounger rather than lie prostrate, allowing
myself more freedom of movement, intrigued about my cousin's sweet baby's
sexuality.  Glancing around guiltily, knowing no one was around, but still
guilty I ran my hand down over her velvety rotund tummy, dipping a finger
in her cute little inny navel, then stopping as my finger tips reached her
pudenda.  What the fuck are you doing Owen, I asked myself as my middle
finger settled into a tiny hollow at the head of her vaginal slit.  This is
a baby.  Still breast feeding, daughter of your favourite and sexy cousin,
only one year old - but hang on folks, she was naked on my naked body,
showing signs of sexuality I had never dreamed or fantasised about until
now and seemingly not bothered about my now searching digit.

   Further search threw up some remarkable finds in seconds.  First of all
I felt a lump and as I nudged it, Kim near shot off my chest.  Her fingers
released my nipple and she grunted.

   "Hey baby, you OK?"

   "Mmm, she lisped, smiling and twisting her head to gaze up at me.

   Her doll like features with that mass of black curls, the cherubic mouth
and button nose were captivating as they were, but when naked, on my lap
and twisting round to look at me, it was astoundingly beautiful.  I glanced
down at her crotch, that round soft belly curving into the vee.  Kim's legs
were apart and I thought why hadn't I noticed it before, but there was a
considerable bulge of flesh at the top of her slit.  I know why - I hadn't
looked at it before to be honest.  She was a little one year old girl and
her genitals held no interest for me.  Now her mothers?  Yes please, but I
was now locked into it.  A cunt is a cunt after all.

   "Is it nice or shall I stop?" I probed gently, shifting her thighs apart
to reveal more of her tiny vulva.  She nodded.  "Can I have a look Kim,
just a peep?"

   The reply was a nod again and she let me lift her off my belly and lay
her beside me on the wide soft cushions.  I spread her fat little limbs and
stared, stunned and amazed.  It was a beautiful sight.  The plump wide pout
of her mound was split by a large protrubance of flesh that reached half
way down her slit, which was about two inches long.  I didn't know babies
developed labia so early, but as I touched it ever so lightly, Kim flinched
and giggled.  I grinned up at her getting no objections, but the next touch
made her flinch again.  The soft hood I was tickling stuck out about half
an inch and was lovely and floppy, so that it could sway to side.  Kim
giggled again, watching my fingers manoeuvre the fleshy flap until I
spotted the front edge of them had parted slightly and a shiny pink blob
was peeking out from the twin folds I was flicking.

   "Shit!" I loudly remarked, then silently rebuked myself for using the
word in front of the innocent toddler.  "That's a naughty word Kim and
don't ever say it right?" I pressed her, getting a serious frown and nod.

   It didn't dawn on me telling a child something was naughty, which would
make it more likely they would do or say something, but there again when
would she be forming words correctly?  However, I had realised that this
baby girl had an abnormally large clitoris under that hood.  I've seen
porno vids with the like, most often on muscular specimens, but always
wondered when the sex button would grow and was it part of their hormone,
drug and steroid usage.  Well now I knew - occasionally it will happen from
birth I supposed.  Carefully I drew back the sides of the hood, Kim's tiny
body quivering and breathing heavily as the full extent of her cherry
became evident.  It was as big as my finger tip and looked exactly like the
adult versions, in that it was a miniature knob end.  I wet a finger and
softly stroked it and she was like jelly.

   "I bet it tickles baby," I murmured, bending forward to take in the full
beauty of my discovery, but she was just a writhing, gasping mass.

   Releasing her from further massive sensations that were obviously
searing through her tiny, olive skinned, one year old body, I slid my
fingers lower and carefully opened the lower part of her peach smooth cunt.
This revealed a bright pink hole about a thumb wide and I guessed I could
see the membrane of her hymen not far inside it, not that I'd seen one
before.  I was rock hard, my five inch cock throbbing and leaking precum as
I had free paedophilic access to a baby's vagina.  Yes, I was suddenly a
paedophile and not sure I liked the label, but the attraction was
irrepressible and I couldn't take my eyes off it.  I wanted to get off and
I thought Kim won't have a clue what's going on, so why not?  But first
let's see the whole fruit and not just a bite size.  I laid her back and
she cooed as I tickled her curvy tummy, giggling and throwing her arms up
and wriggling.  Scooping both tiny feet up in the air, she was used to this
when Betty or Magda changed her nappy, I bent her legs back to her chest
and examined all of her undercarriage.  It wasn't a lot in terms of volume,
but what beauty.

   I opened her hairless little cunt and made her clit pop out, then traced
down, delving slightly into the tiny hole that would one day take much
bigger cocks than mine, would I be the first?  I hadn't even thought I
could, then continued the minute distance to her arsehole.  That seems such
a crude term for such a tiny, pretty crevasse.  A wrinkled little dimple
with its darker surrounds and I poked at it tentatively.  She chuckled and
wriggled, but I had her feet held firmly and without thinking about it, I
slid off the lounger, faced into her crotch and dived in, tongue extended
to savour the whole fruit.  Man, it was delicious, oily yes, but musky
somehow although totally unlike the full blooded odours of the mature
minges I have tasted over the years, the youngest being sixteen, the oldest
sixty five.

   I lapped at her bum and up to her slit, then put her in to total
quivering chaos as I nibbled and sucked her engorged clit.  It was amazing
to see this mature sized nerve centre bright and shining amid its folds,
throbbing with attention as the body that it would delight over many years
wobbled, shook and wriggled.  It stuck out like a little boy cock and Kim
was now screeching with delight as I devoured it, sucking it as hard as I
could extending it's already prodigious length.  I let her legs go and they
clattered each ear as I moved to lick up her tummy, dwelling on her navel
and then to those teensy weeny buds that started the whole incredible
experience.  I kissed her lips full on, stuffing my tongue onto hers and
down her throat, then retraced my licks to end once more on her clitoris. I
lapped it every which way as it wobbled delicately and then thrust my
searching tongue into her baby snatch.

   I imitated a fucking motion into her tiny twat and with a scream and
wriggle, feeling her body clench with my hands lightly resting on her tummy
and searching her nipples, she filled my mouth with hot furious baby piss.
I wrenched back in surprise and then with delight, let her wash my face
with the strong acidic waste, leaving my face a few inches away from the
source.  The flow stopped and I wiped my stinging eyes with some tissues as
Kim gurgled and chuckled on the very wet cushions.  I decided to let her
calm down and clean up a little, lifting her and taking her inside the
villa.  The air conditioning was fierce and both of us were soon a mass of
goose bumps, but into the bedrooms it was less so and I laid her on her own
cot and prepared the large marble basin in the en-suite bathroom with some
warm water, popping to my room to get my video camera.  From then on it was
recording.

   Kim wallowed easily in the hand basin and I gave her a swift rub and
dry, swiping through her crotch several times and making her squeal with
delight.  I must admit to hearing similar sounds when it was her bath time,
regardless of whether it was Betty, Magda and Tony administering to her. 
Now I know why I thought and worked out that the toddler would think it not
unusual if I did the same, although - I hope, no one else had given it the
same evil pedo attention.

   I was still nurturing a raging erection and thought the best way would
be to wank over her.  After all I couldn't penetrate such tiny orifices,
but I might make it more realistic...  Hmmm!  I powdered Kim lightly and
took her onto the unused bed and captured some close up stills amongst the
movie.  I sat with my back to the head board and placed her face down on my
lap, facing away, legs either side of my hips.  I hefted my cock from under
her chubbiness and let it ride up and down her crotch, just penetrating
slightly, precum leaking profusely as always.  I moved the camera several
times and on some occasions hand held it, probably making it shake, such
was my excitement.  I levered Kim back so she was laying against my belly
and spread her legs wide, my small dick sticking up between her thighs. 
Even though it is small, I know how to handle my sexual prowess and have
never had complaints, as I am good with my hands and tongue too, plus the
appreciation of the female body and respecting it.  Placing her hands on
the shaft, I showed her how to rub and I nearly came on the spot, so I
pulled her hand away and then started to dry hump her, holding my knob
against her clit.  She went wild, wriggling and squealing and then grasped
my cock as if to stop it irritating her engorged nerve centre.

   Swiftly I lifted the child and lay her flat on the bed and kneeled over
her, Kim's face puzzled, probably as to why I stopped her obvious pleasure.
I worked my dick up and down over her butt hole and cunt, delving in and
allowing myself just about half an inch of ingress in each orifice, each
time eliciting a gurgle accompanied by a wide eyed expression of surprise.
My knob end was as inflamed as her clitoris and within seconds I shot a
rope of cum at her two holes, then another slithered up her tummy, some
drops hitting her cherubic, olive skinned face.  I made the last dribbles
invade both her holes, roughly shoving my greasy knob in them, but careful
not to break anything.  Climax over, I heaved and panted, sweating and
ashamed, but capturing my jism in her cunt and arsehole on video.

   The little one beamed up at me, which made me feel better, in that if I
had hurt her, I would have been really sickened with myself.  My knob
dribbled and feeling evil yet somehow relieved I hadn't done anything
drastic and be found out, I knelt over her face and made her suck my cock
clean sliding it all over her pretty mixed race face.  I surmised that her
sucking could be quite a potent asset in pedo play with her, knowing how
well she sucked Betty's huge knockers but I decided against extending her
sexual experience with a full blown male, why?  don't ask me, it just
seemed right.  Kim dutifully licked my bell end free of cum in a close up
mode, then I lay down beside the tot and cuddled her for a while.

   The bed was unused and had a temporary cover on it, so it was easily
cleaned with a tissue.  I smoothed it carefully, then wet wiped her small
frame, clearing my cum and her piss from round her cunt which made her
giggle again, then took her outside.  I oiled her rotund sexy body, making
sure her gorgeous clit and hood were shielded from any sun rays as it moved
beyond the shade and placed her in the play pen next to the pool in the
late afternoon shade.  The lounger cushions had dried with any trace of
piss.  They always had an element of sun oil on them.  I took a shower
outside, always keeping an eye on my charge for the afternoon; god help me
if anything foul and nasty befell her.

   I took stock of the event, most of the time wondering how Kim would get
through life with such a monster clit.  Would she have to wear reinforced
knickers?  Could she wear knickers?  Even walking must be a problem, so do
the females that have this abnormality live on the edge of extreme
sexuality and do they become nymphos?  Had I cleaned everything?  Was
everything in it's rightful place, her room, the bathroom, Magda's room,
the kitchen.  I got up and checked finding it was all fine.

   The toddler couldn't spout up and tell on me?  But if she did - when? 
It could be a year or so they reckoned.  That was the main fear, but maybe
because they all knew she had her unusual genitalia, she would be sexually
excited way beyond her mental age and dismiss whatever she said as fantasy.
Little girls are always fantasising about princesses and love and kisses
and all that crap, so hopefully Kim wouldn't be heard and if she said I
kissed her, well I did that often and her family and au pair knew that. 
Her being naked a lot meant I was trusted in her presence.

   I was desperate to sleep and glanced at her, to see she was already fast
asleep on the mattress in her play pen.  I took the camera and took more
video in her peacefulness, making sure I covered every inch of her
delectable little body, which was easy as her legs were wide apart and that
amazing wadge of cunny clit flesh was very much in evidence.  A last zoom
onto it lingered, then I closed the camera down, took it into my room and
returned for a lovely snooze by the pool.

   Feeding her later went to plan and with no attempt by me to further my
pedo activities.  I didn't know what time Magda would be back but I guessed
late, but Tony had called to give me their ETA and it was long before they
duly arrived.  The hospital news wasn't good and Betty foresaw a further
visit or two in the near future with Tony away on business for about two
weeks.  Magda was handy of course and the coincidence of her getting a day
off and Betty going to the city was slim, allowing me some more pedo sex
with the beloved child.  It didn't happen, but I have a beautiful wank
worthy video of my experience and the hope that things might still be
possible on my next visit.

 
THE END

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