Olivia - Chapter 1 (Fg,extreme-pedo,nepi,toddler,oral)
by PedoMom [2017]
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story is written for you. You know who you are!
Chapter 1
She just couldn't take it any more.
She knew getting caught could mean a world of trouble, but even the
risks seemed worth it.
She'd been wanting and craving half her life, maybe longer.
At 36 years old, Sasha was well-versed in the perversions of sex. She'd
had every kind of vanilla sex in every position imaginable, and even taken
a huge step into the realms of BDSM. She'd been beaten and whipped, she'd
been tied up and tied down, she'd been pierced and had hot wax poured all
over her body. She'd tried damn near everything, but nothing worked.
Nothing could distract her from her deepest, darkest desires.
At the ripe age of 34 Sasha had become another statistic, a broken
condom on a one-night-stand had turned her into a single mother to a
beautiful baby girl. Olivia was about to have her 2nd birthday, and
although she looked like every other two year old out there, she didn't act
like it. There were no physical symptoms to explain why the child had
developmental delays. Sasha had been to all the professionals and had all
the testing done, but the best they could tell her was that "sometimes kids
just took longer to develop, with no physical reasons, it's highly possible
she'll catch up at some point later."
Sasha hoped she didn't. She couldn't explain it to anyone without
sounding some kind of sick. But the truth was, Sasha loved that her two
year old daughter still acted more like an 8 or 9 month old baby. She was
mobile, able to pull herself up onto her hands and knees and crawl about,
but not much beyond that. She had a few words, like "mama" or "up" or
"no", but otherwise still gurgled and cooed and spoke in mostly
incompressible baby talk, which Sasha adored. She was nowhere near ready
to be potty trained, and she needed to be spoon-fed every meal. One of the
side effects of this delay seemed to be that Olivia was ALWAYS happy. She
laughed at the simplest of tricks, she adored being tickled, and she woke
every morning with a smile for her mama.
Olivia was Sasha's only family. Sasha had grown up an only child, a
surprise late in life to two elderly parents and both had passed before
Olivia was born. Sasha worked as a telephone concierge for a major hotel
network and was able to do this from the comfort of her own apartment. It
meant that her circle of friends was extremely small, and not many people
interacted with her daughter, either.
Being home with her daughter full-time had proven a little too
disruptive to the job, so she had enlisted the help of a 14 year old teen
living in an apartment down the hall. Every day after school, Jessica
would come pick up Olivia and take her to her apartment until 8pm. Jessica
was also an only child and her father often worked evening shifts, so she
was happy for the company. This meant Sasha could work a 3pm-8pm shift for
the hotels, and then after she'd put Olivia to bed, she could pick up
another short shift from 10pm-1am for her second job, as a phone-sex
operator.
Working on a phone-sex line, Sasha had heard every kind of perversion.
Every. Single. Sort. And she never let a customer down. She was always
right there, ready to help them get off to whatever kink or fetish they
fancied. Sasha had a few regular callers who waited for her shift on a
regular basis, and some of them were into exactly what Sasha loved the
best, allowing her to reap the benefits of her job, having her own very
real orgasm every time they talked.
Truth be told, Sasha had skirted the line of impropriety with her
daughter from the beginning. She hadn't completely crossed the line, but
ever since the first diaper she'd changed for her little newborn baby,
Sasha had treated Olivia's body to many caresses from head to toe. She had
circled her fingertips lightly around Olivia's mosquito-bite-small nipples,
across her round little tummy, and down into the soft, puffy crease of her
impossibly tiny pussy.
Sasha had taught her daughter how to have an orgasm from her mommy
rubbing at her little barely-there clit the very day they came home from
the hospital and every day since. She wasn't sure how she'd abstained from
all her other desires, but part of her mind said that if she just touched,
just rubbed, just used her fingers then she wasn't doing much more than any
normal mother would do and she could tell herself that she'd done nothing
wrong.
But Sasha longed to explore her daughter's soft pudgy body with more
than just her fingers. She wanted to let her mouth and tongue seek out
every crease and crevice... and especially to dip in between the lips of
her daughter's tight little cunt.
Today, she was no longer able to resist.
Today, when she lay her baby-like 2 year old out on the changing mat on
the king-sized mattress in the master bedroom, Sasha could no longer deny
herself, and could no longer hide from her desires.
Olivia was babbling away happily, bent in half with her legs in the air,
her fingers grabbing at her own toes, her beautiful body completely naked.
Sasha cleaned her little girl's pee-stained pussy with a warm wash cloth
and then set it aside. It was with an almost magnetic attraction that she
first leaned her head down and let her tongue slide along just the outside
of her daughter's little pussy.
At first Olivia didn't even react, so caught up in her own games with
her toes. Her mommy had often touched her pussy in ways that felt good,
this didn't seem to be anything new to the child. But when Sasha used her
thumb and index finger to pull the puffy lips of her daughter's pussy wide
open and leaned forward to lick again, Olivia squealed and let go of her
toes to pay attention to what her mommy was doing.
That first lick was like some form of drug to Sasha. She completely
lost her composure and began to devour her daughter's cunt. Her mouth
covered the whole mound, sucking at both lips while her tongue delved into
the tight, tiny hole.
This was what she'd been waiting for, but it wasn't nearly enough.
Sasha scooped her hands onto her daughter's ass and pulled her up into her
mother's mouth, sucking and licking and almost chewing at the petite
underage pussy. Her daughter ceased to be a person and became nothing more
than the sexual toy of Sasha's desire. For her part, Olivia was balanced
back on her shoulders, with her lower body held up off the bed by her
mother, her hands reaching forward to tangle in her mother's hair,
instinctively pushing down, wanting to feel these feelings more and more.
Her little under-developed mind tried as best it could to understand these
sensations. She cooed and called out "mama! mama!"
The taste. Sasha hadn't been prepared for her daughter's taste. Sure,
she knew the little tot got moist when she rubbed her slit, and she'd
smelled the juices plenty of times over the past two years, even licked her
fingers, but coming straight from the source and into her mouth, her
daughter tasted absolutely divine. With her eyes closed, Sasha's other
senses were consumed by the smell, the taste, the softest, smoothest
texture and the sound of her baby cooing. This was what heaven was like.
And then it happened. Olivia's body went stiff and her voice ceased as
her breath caught in her throat and the little baby girl had the strongest,
most powerful orgasm she'd ever experienced in her two years of life. Her
little body forced out more juices into her mother's waiting mouth and
Sasha greedily sucked them up. She could tell her daughter was having an
intense orgasm and when the child's body went limp in her hands, she gently
lay Olivia back down onto the bed, where the little girl immediately curled
up and went to sleep.
Sasha couldn't believe she'd finally crossed the line. She knew, now,
that there was no going back. Her path was set. She was instantly
addicted to her daughter's pussy and she would be eating it out over and
over again from now on.
But that wasn't the end. She had so many more things planned for
playing with her daughter's body.
See Chapter 2 for more...
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