Mandy's Candy
Written by JKP
Part 1
I had met her online in one of the alternative lifestyles clubs. She met most of the criteria that I had in mind. According to her profile she wasnt too far away, she was divorced-not presently involved, and she was nice looking. If the photo was, in fact, her.
The things she had listed in her profile included, but were not limited to, voyeurism, rimming, exhibitionism, domination, submission, and age regression. The age regression is the one that really caught my eye. I love little girls and could tell from her photo and stats she was a very small woman and looked much younger than her 27 years. I could just picture her with a shaved, baby smooth, cunt. Her tiny tits, I hoped, would be topped off by little spikers. If she put her long blond hair up in pig-tails I could see her getting away with posing as a much younger "girl." Easily.
After contacting her and chatting back and forth via e-mail for about a month, she gave me her phone number and asked me to call her. Her name was Mandy. I gave her a call and we talked quite a bit about our likes and dislikes and what we did in real time/real world. We traded websites to each other and that sort of gave me an idea of what was in her head as far as sexuality went. It took a long time, at least it seemed so to me, to get past the awkwardness of moving from the total anonymity of e-mail to the actual sound of her voice. I guess everyone goes through that stage in an internet relationship but it just seemed surreal to me. A sort of nervous energy.
Over the course of 2 weeks, talking and chatting almost every day by phone and email, we finally decided to meet. We agreed on a popular restaurant in the city where I lived. My main reason for this restaurant was because of their table tops. The table tops were attached or hung, if you will, from the walls and were glass. So...........what was below the table top could easily be seen from above it. I was already there and waiting when she arrived. Jesus! She was everything that I had ever fantasized of. She was 4' 10" and very petite. Her hair was in pig-tails and her ice-blue eyes were shimmering with mischief. She was wearing a black mini-skirt and a yellow tee shirt. The tee shirt had 'SORRY WE'RE CLOSED MAYBE NEXT TIME' printed across the front in bold black letters. Damn! I knew where I had seen that and also knew that we were going to have a great time. On her feet she wore sandles to show off her painted toe-nails. She had used a baby blue polish.
Everyone in the restaurant looked at her as she scanned the place looking for me. She must have noticed my ear to ear grin because she smiled and walked over to the booth I had gotten us. I stood up as she got to the booth and taking her hand I said "Mandy, it is a pleasure to finally meet you in person. Please have a seat. My God, you certainly are a sweet little package aren't ya?"
Giggling and with her eyes sparkling, she replied "Well, Jim, I could say the same of you. You are very handsome. Why is it that you aren't involved with someone?"
"Well I just havent found anyone who is as perverted as myself, I guess.
"Until now, you mean," she said
Oh God. It was so nice to hear those words spoken by this little imp of a woman. After the waiter brought us coffee we talked for an hour about how each of us had searched and searched for the companion of our dreams. We found out that we had each surfed a lot of the same sites and both of us agreed that MR DOUBLE was by far the best site on the net for people like ourselves. We both had middle income jobs and we both were loners as far as social events went. We both were very gregarious in our own way but agreed that solitude and serenity was much better than putting up with a bunch of boring, drunken assholes repeating the same stories over and over again. It finally sunk in to us that we both had been striving for years to find that perfect soulmate. Then when thinking we had, only being let down as we realized that the search had to continue. It seemed to me that his was the real deal though. We just clicked, if ya know what I mean.
"So..............." she whispered in a little girl voice, "do you like my outfit? I bet you've seen this shirt on-line before havent you?"
"Oh yeah. That's the first thing I noticed after your smile. I love the outfit and you wear it well."
"Goodand thank you. I thought you would. You wouldn't believe the comments I have heard from some of the people who've seen me today. The women have really been cruel. Calling me a trampy little whore among other things. The men I think are just intimidated by a grown woman dressing this way. They dont know what to say and just stare with their mouths agape."
"I think I know what you mean Mandy. You can't see from the way you're setting but half the damn men in here are still glancing over here whenever they think their wives won't catch them.
Mandy smiled. "Well if they could see me up close like you are, they would be able to tell that my little nipples are as hard as pebbles. Couldn't they?" she asked as she pouted and arched her back, pulling her shoulders back.
The yellow cotton tee shirt was just pale enough that I could see a hint of her chocolate brown aureola. Her tits couldn't have been a size 32 A. They were so small! Her nipples were definitely hard and looked like little erasers except THESE erasers looked to be about 1/2 long. They were popped out for sure! "Oh yeah Mandy. They definitely could tell that."
"So tell me Jim? How long have you liked little girls versus older women?"
"Shit. I guess ever since I talked a neighbor girl into showing me her pussy. I was about 12 years old I guess and she couldnt have been more than 8. I just remember that it was all so innocent. She wanted to do it and I didnt do anything with her sexually. Not that I could have at that age! I will never forget that time though. We were down on the banks of a creek that flowed through some woods that we all played in. She pulled her shorts and panties down and just stood there and let me look. I can't remember for sure but I think I might have bent down and kissed her pussy. It has definitely been burned into my brain as you can tell. What about you? Why do you like acting like a little girl?"
"Because it attracts perverts like you Jim! That's why. And the more perverted you are the better I like it. Most men are turned on by little girls but few will admit it. I do know that. You love little girls though don't you Jim? Tell me the truth. Have you ever fucked a little girl?"
"No," I replied, getting excited by the way she was talking to me. "I have never found myself in the right situation and I damn sure don't want to go to jail so I am very discreet about this side of my life. Like I said earlier, MR DOUBLE has been a Godsend to me and I'm sure to many others too."
"Amen to that."
About that time, I heard a commotion at the front of the restaurant. Looking up that way, I could see the hostess, bending, and talking to someone about 'what did her mom look like?' and then a childs voice. "OH! There she is. I see her. Thanks." I was looking down the aisle our booth was on and around the corner came this little bundle of beauty. Headed, it seemed, straight for our table.
I looked over at Mandy, I'm sure, with a look of astonishment on my face and just as the child got to the table, Mandy started giggling and said, "Jim, I would like you to meet my daughter. Jim this is my Candy. Candy this is Jim."
"Hello Jim," Candy purred as she scooted into the booth beside her mom. Mandy leaned over and kissed her little girl on top the head.
Still smiling, Mandy told me to close my mouth. That I looked stupid. Wetting my lips, I managed a 'Hello' to Candy and noticed the outfit she had on. I could see through the table top that she had sneakers on with no socks and what looked like a kids version of Nike training short-shorts. The skin tight kind. They were bright yellow in color and I could see a perfectly formed camel-toe. Her top was a black leotard tee shirt. It had a saying on it like her mom's. Candy's read, in bright yellow lettering, MANDY'S CANDY IT'S DELISH. She had a nice golden tan just like her mom and her blond hair was cut so very short. She was one of those girls who you could look at and just tell that she was going to be a beautiful woman one day. No doubt about it.
Breaking my concentration was the voice of Mandy. "She's nine, Jim. Isn't she a dollbaby?"
I was blown away by this little twist to our meeting and looked up at Mandy, still trying to comprehend what was happening. When I looked back down at the table, I saw one of Candys' hands move over between and up her mom's thighs. Making sure that I had seen what she was doing, Candy looked me in the eyes as her hand kept manipulating her mom and asked me, "Do you like good little girls or bad little girls, Jim? Huh? Cat got your tongue? Mommy likes bad little boys. Don't you mommy?"
Mandy sighed and whimpered, "Yes honey. Mommy likes bad boys and bad little girls too. Now take your hand away from my pussy and offer it to Jim."
"Yes ma'am."
The next thing I knew, I was sucking a nine years olds finger that had just been buried inside her mothers cunt. Candy smiled at me as she sawed her finger in and out of my mouth. Assured that I had cleaned it good she made sure as she pulled her finger out and stuck it in her own mouth for one final suck. Just to make sure.
I frantically looked around to make sure that no one had just observed what had happened. It didn't look like anyone had, but I did see the waiter on his way back over to the table. Before he had a chance to ask if we needed anything else, Mandy asked if I would like to accompany them back to their home.
I waved the waiter away before he got to us and said, "You live in Redmond don't you? That's a ways away isn't it?"
"I lied Jim. We actually live about 5 miles from here. I have a nice secluded place in the country. Very private. I just posted that on the website as a precaution and kept up with it until I was sure that I could trust you. And I think I can. Come on Jim. Wouldn't you like to re-enact that scene that you told me about earlier? With the neighbor girl? I know what we can do! You and Mandy can re-enact that scene and I will "catch" you doing it to her!"
"There is nothing I would love more Mandy, but we are going to have to wait here just a minute. My dick is as hard as a steel rod."
After a few minutes and some more conversation, my dick had finally settled down enough that I could leave. I found myself following Mandy and her daughter out of town and to their home. When we got there I was amazed at the lay-out of her place. She told me that she had 10 acres and most of it was forested and the house sat right in the middle of it. If you didnt know the house was there, you would never happen upon it. It was perfect.
Going inside the house, Mandy showed me around and asked me if I really, really, really, liked litte girls.
"Yes. I really do."
"Do you like little girls enough to let them take command and dictate what happens to you? To be their toy?"
Oh my God, I thought. Somehow they know what I really want. Either that or they are damn good guessers. I managed to squeak out, "Yes." That's when it started! My dream come true!
"Yes WHAT?" Mandy asked me.
"Yes Ma'am."
"That's better Jimmy. It looks like your little dick is hard again. Is it? Is your little dick hard Jimmy?"
"Yes Ma'am. My little dick is hard."
We were in a huge living room with a lot of glass windows and the natural light coming in lit up the whole room. Mandy asked me if I knew what the saying, Mandy's Candy, meant on her daughters tee shirt. I told her I had guessed it meant that that was her daughter but now I knew that that wasn't all it meant.
"Come here honey and show Jim what it means. Show Jim what mommy likes."
Candy had changed into an oversized tee shirt and that was all from the looks of it. The shirt was so big that it almost came down to her ankles. Candy walked over to us and told me to lay on the floor. On my back. I did as she said and Mandy put a throw pillow under my head as her daughter straddled my head. Candy placed a foot on each side of my head about shoulder width apart, and her mom teasingly started raising her daughters tee shirt.
"Do you wanna see Mandy's Candy Jim? Have you figured it out yet? That's right Jim. I love little girls too. I love eating little girl pussy and having a little girl eat me too. There is nothing finer in the world than what you are about to see Jim," and with that said, Mandy raised the shirt all the way off of her daughter and there it was. The smoothest little girl cunt that I had seen in a long long time. Mandy had both of Candy's hands in one of hers
and had them raised over her head. With the other hand she was stroking and rubbing her daughters pussy. "Look Jim. Isn't this what you want? Tell me. Let me hear you say it." She kept on fucking Candy with her fingers and Candy started to grind her little hips in time with her mom's fingers.
"Yesssss. I want some Candy. Please Mandy. Please give me some."
Mandy started laughing at me. "Well I don't know if a pervert is entitled to Candy. What do you think Candy? Do you think a pervert should get some Candy?" Mandy was now altenately fucking her daughter and sharing the juice on her fingers with her too. They were sucking her fingers and seemed in a world of their own. My dick was rock hard and a wet spot about the size of a quarter was visible on my pants.
"Mommy, I think he might like a brownie first," Candy giggled. Mandy let go of her daughters hands and told her to go for it.
Mandy sat down on the floor beside me so she could watch her daughter. Candy moved her fingers to her little pussy and started fingering herself and pulling on the lips. She was swaying to a tune that only she was hearing. She started moving up and down, over my face, bringing her pussy closer and closer to my face but never actually letting it touch me. Getting down on her knees, still astride my face, she spread her little ass cheeks with one hand. Using her other hand she fingered herself and when she was sure it was good and wet, she rubbed her little rosebud with it. Poking the finger inside just a bit, but over and over again. In and out--In and out. Just enough to drive me mad.
"I bet a big man like you likes to sniff little girls assholes. Don't ya?" Candy asked.
I could hear her mom, beside me, laughing at the way Candy was talking to me. I felt so humiliated to be in this position but so fucking excited too. "Yes," I moaned. "I would love to sniff your asshole.
Mandy took her finger, the one that had been in her asshole, and rubbed it all over and up into my nostrils. The odor of her pungent shit was like a bouquet to me. It was lovely. "Does it smell good Jim? Huh? That's what my brownie's smell like and if you're nice to me and mommy, I may let you taste one. Would you like one of my brownie's Jim? I will make 'em special just for you. Maybe they'll have some nuts in 'em," she laughed as her and her mom kissed each other.
"Yes I would love one of your brownies," I groaned. My dick felt like it was going to explode and I prayed that I was going to get to fuck this little beauty.
Looking over to her mom, Candy asked her if she could go exploring. "By all means honey! You go ahead and do whatever you want. Jim wont mind. Will you Jim?"
"No. Explore! Find the treasure," I begged.
Turning around so that she was now facing my feet but still straddling my face, Candy lay her body down against mine and in doing so, she nestled her sweet hairless cunt right against my nose. She started moving back and forth, rubbing my mouth and nose with her pussy. Her mom was now crouched behind her and as Candy inched backwards, dragging her pussy over my nose, Mandy started poking at her daughters asshole with her finger. This only urged Candy on more and more. She liked something in that little asshole of hers. That was plain to see.
I could feel her hands as she unbuckled and unzipped my pants. She pulled the pant flaps open and shrieked in delight. "LOOK at his underwear Mommy. He has on little girls underwear!" She was rubbing her palm all over the cum spot on the pink, cotton, Hanes Her Way panties that I had on and then started to slowly jack me off through them. "Wait! There is something written on them. Oh mommy listen to this --- TINY SISSY DICK INSIDE. This is printed on his panties! I'm gonna look inside and see!"
I couldn't stand it any longer and I grabbed Mandy's hand. The one that had been fingering her daughters asshole. I sucked the finger into my mouth and then with the other hand I pushed Candy's head down into my lap. Hoping she would get the clue. If she didn't, her mom sure did.
"Go on Candy! Do it! Suck Jim's sissy dick for him."
Candy's little tongue started carressing my dick and then I felt myself engulfed by her warm mouth. She started out slow but soon her head was jack-hammering up and down on my dick. I could hear her mom coaxing and urging her on. Calling her a little dick sucker and telling her to remember the ending. "Remember honey. Don't let him cum. Sissy boys shouldnt get to cum that easy but they do get a reward. Remember his reward Candy!"
Just as I was about to cum, Candy jumped up from her dick-sucking and straddled my face again. She was on her knees and her mom was now alternately piching and pulling on her daughter's nipples. Candy's eyes were glazed over and she looked lost in the perversion that was going on. "Do it Candy," her mom hissed. "Do it now!"
Candy looked into my eyes and smiling, she asked, "Do you want a reward Jim? Huh? Do ya? Do ya think you deserve to be rewarded by a little girl. A big ol' sissy boy like you?"
I was shuddering with desire for this little whore to do whatever she wanted to do. I practically screamed at her, "Yeesss! Give it to me, pleeease. I want a reward."
"Well be a good boy and open wide. Go on. Open up."
I opened my mouth wide just as her piss splashed my face. Candy was giggling as she rotated and aimed her golden stream directly into my mouth. When my mouth first filled up and started to overflow, I heard Mandy whisper in my ear, "Swallow it Jim. Savor my little girls piss."
I did as I was told and opened wide for more. Candy's flow of piss soon slowed and I asked her if I could please clean her off. She smiled, knowingly, at her mom and me and lowered her cunt to my mouth. I not only cleaned her pussy of urine but started tongue fucking her too.
"Oh my goodness mommy! He is a bad little boy. I give him a reward and he still wants to misbehave," she said.
"Well honey, you know how they are. Men aren't sure what they want! They are ruled by their cocks. I think Jim just likes pretending he is a sissy boy, for instance, because it makes his dick hard. Isn't that right Jim?"
"Yes. Thats right," I replied.
"Well I think you are going to have a wonderful time today. You and Candy clean up around here and I will make us something to eat. After that we can start all over again. Is that okay with you two?"
Candy and I both agreed and began to tidy up as Mandy left the living room and headed for the kitchen.
Part 2
After cleaning up the room and ourselves, we went into the kitchen to help Mandy. She had taken her clothes off and was so small in stature and so beautiful naked. She had fixed a plate of cheese and crakers along with a dip and some coffee and tea.
We all set down at the kitchen table with Candy and I on opposite ends and her mom in the middle of us. Sitting there we chat for a while and then, like some invisible switch between mom and daughter had been thrown, Candy says to me, "This is the way it is Jim. I am in charge here. Only when my mom and I are out in public are the roles reversed and then it's not all that clear. She is my slave and my cunt. She is a slunt ! "Isn't that right, mom? Are you my slunt?"
"Yes. I am."
Candy smiled knowingly. "Would you like a playmate? A sissy man who is scared of little girls?" All the while she is saying this she is looking right at me.
"Oh yes. I would love for Jim to join us. You could have double the fun all the time and we could have such good dirty times together."
My cock was hard and throbbing. Sitting there naked it was obvious that I was excited at this discussion between mom and daughter. I felt so submissive with these two people I had just met but it also felt so good.
"Well my little slunt, lets start playing right now. Lets play 'DO AS I SAY'. Do you have any presents for me?"
Mandy nodded and licked her lips.
"Then I think now is a good time to give it to me. While we have company. Come on cunt. Give it to me. Show Jim how depraved you are. Show him what a little whore mom you are."
Mandy gets up and goes to a stand alone floor cabinet. Reaching inside she takes out an old looking wooden box. The box is very well worn and has brass hindges and clasp attached. Placing the box on the floor she kneels down and opens the clasp and lifts the lid. Reaching inside Mandy pulls out a bundle of black material and holding it reverently she looks at Candy.
"Right here," Candy says as she slaps the table top with her hand. "I want my present delivered right on top here. In front of our guest."
Mandy gets up and after clearing space on the table, she unfolds and lays out the material. It is a small mat of black velvet measuring three feet by two feet in size. Smoothing it out she glances at me and her look is one of nervousness. Kneeling back down to the box, she pulls out an Anchor-Hocking glass pie-baking dish. She places this at one end of the table cloth and then looks at Candy, waiting for futher instruction.
Candy gets up from her chair, pulling it away from the table as she does so. She walks to her mom and inserting three fingers into Mandys cunt, she fucks her a couple of strokes. Taking her hand out of her mom's hole, she raises it to her nose and sniffs. "Oh yeah bitch. You're ready all right. Get up there."
Mandy climbs up onto the table and positions herself on the rug. Placing her feet at one end of the rug she squats and then places her hands on the other end. Her asshole is positioned over the pie-plate, directly in front of my face. Not a foot away!
Moving around the table, Candy explains what is going on. "What you are looking at here Jim, is my own personal shit whore. Do you like shit Jim? I bet you do! My mom here likes to be debased. Humiliated. Thats how this whole dominantion thing between us started. She loves being humiliated. Sometimes we go to cities and towns where no one knows us and really get wild. Like the time we went into that grocery and I had her wearing a pair of loose fitting gym shorts and no panties. You should have seen the looks on those produce men when my mom dropped a huge turd right on the floor in front of the banana bin. She looked right at them, while holding my hand--her sweet innocent daughter--and said 'I did a poo-poo'. It was hilarious. As we were walking away we could hear them trying to call management."
All the while she is telling me this, Mandy is staying in position and not talking at all. I think I can see some juice just starting to ooze out of her cunt hole. The lips were glistening. Her asshole is a pinkish color and puckered. Every once in a while it pulses.
"So what you have here Jim is a woman, a mother, who will do whatever I tell her to do. Right now she is going to give me a present. The rug that she is on has a purpose. She cannot move off of it. She has to keep her knees inside of her arms so that her ass cheeks will stay spread. Have you ever seen anything like this Jim?"
I shake my head and whisper, "No."
"Well it looks like it excites you. Your pre-cum is bubbling out like an endless stream. Take your finger and rub the head of your cock and then lube up my mommy's asshole. Do it!"
I could not move fast enough.
"Thats good. Yeah she likes that. Don't ya mommy? Listen to her Jim! She moans like some kind of sex addict that's afraid she ain't gonna get enough."
I had moved my hand down to my lap and was slowly jacking my cock and taking in this whole bizarre scene.
"STOP THAT JIM ! You will do that when I tell you to do it. Do you understand me?"
Alarmed and startled, I looked at Candy and saw the fire in her eyes. "I'm sorry Candy. I understand."
Smiling, she continued, "I have had my little mommy cunt eating oreo cookies and peanuts for two days now. Very little else. So............we ought to get a good present today. Are you ready slunt?"
Mandy nodded her head.
"Okay anytime you like and try and make it a good present and presentation. Remember you have a guest watching. Now, Jim? Tell me when you start to see her asshole opening up."
I sat there staring at a woman's asshole who I had none for less than 24 hours while being ordered to do so by her nine year old daughter. Such is the power of the internet. I just nodded dumbly.
Mandy's asshole was pulsing and looked like a little mouth trying to open up and cough something out. "Okay Candy! Its opening now." Then there it was. The tip. Moaning, groaning and grunting she was doing her best to put on a good 'show for me. After a few more false openings, the tip finally broke the anal ring and slowly emerged from the warmth of her bowels. The stink, or bouquet, was immediate and very rich and earthy. About an inch of the turd protruded and thats when I saw the first peanut. It looked like a gold nugget embedded in the coal black turd.
"Come here Jim," Candy said from the other end of the table.
I tore myself away from the scene before me and walked to the other end.
"Look at her Jim. Look into her eyes. LOOK UP HERE BITCH ! Thats it. Keep shitting and look us in the eyes. This is the best part. To see the shame and excitement in her eyes. The vulnerability of her position. Maybe I will take some pictures."
Mandy had her face raised to us and was looking at us both. Gutteral groans were coming from her and her knees and arms were starting to quiver.
"Go ahead and slap her face with your cock Jim. She'll like that I bet."
I never lost eye contact with Mandy as I grabbed my dick and started slapping her face with it. The first few times left spidery webs of pre-cum across her face. I slapped her face all over and then held my dick against her so she could feel its heat. Rolling and rubbing it all over and smearing and coating her face with more of my slime.
"Follow me to the other end again," Candy said. Putting a hand on her moms back and carressing her she told her what a good slave she was and what a good job she was doing. Her hand slipped under to Mandy's tits and started tweaking the nipples. Pulling and pinching and twisting. The moans were getting louder and longer now. Candy smiled at me and pointed at the pie-plate and said, "Look."
There in the pie-plate lay the present from her mom. A coal black turd about 10 inches long and 1 1/2 inches in diameter laid there. Tapered on the ends and peppered with peanuts it looked like something you would want to buy from Pepperidge Farms for the holidays. Standing there looking at this I felt Candy's small hand on my cock. She started slowly jacking it, using the pre cum as lube. Placing her other hand on my back she pushed me forward a bit while saying in a soft voice, "Bend down and sniff it Jim. Go on! Sniff my mommy's peanut log. Doesn't it look good?"
"Yes. I'll do it." I bent at the waist and placed my nose right over it. God, it smelled so wrong to my senses but so right to my demented mind that I just had to touch it. Using my right index finger, I touched the turd and it was as I had thought. Very hard and packed. I touched one of the golden peanut slivers and it was embedded firmly. I wanted to hold it in my hands and breathe the bouquet, but Candy had other ideas.
"Does it smell and feel good, Jim?"
"Oh yes. It is lovely. So hard and earthy."
Her next question startled me but I had known, had hoped, that she would ask it, because I already knew what my answer would be.
"Does my little sissy boy wanna taste it? Huh? I bet you would like some of my mommy's peanut log wouldn't you?"
"Yes. I wanna taste it Candy. Please let me. Please."
"Oh yeah. I am gonna have fun with you< she replied as she laughed at me.
The whole time this is going on, Mandy is still positioned on the mat and has not uttered a word. Except for the occasional moans.
"Clean her asshole for me. That's your taste! If you do a good job then maybe I will let you do it again. If not, then maybe we will just have to find another man to play with."
I took and spread Mandy's asscheeks with my hands and dove in. I used the flat of my tongue to wipe her ass crack clean of shit and then started probing and cleaning her asshole with my pointed tongue. It was at times like this that I wished I had a 10 inch tongue. I could taste her pungent shit on my tongue and in my saliva and I swallowed anyway. I wanted more and was digging and fucking Mandy's asshole with my tongue for all I was worth. I wanted to please mom and daughter. Hearing Mandy's moans and feeling her pushing back against my relentless tongue-fucking only egged me on.
Candy pulled my head away from her moms ass and still jacking my cock she pulled me closer to the pie-plate. "C'mon sissy dick. Cum for me. Be a good boy."
Jacking me faster and stroking me with that little hand she started talking to me about what she wanted me to do for her. Telling me that she wanted to let me in on all their secrets. That scenes like this were on the tip of the iceberg. Not able to hold off any longer, I started shooting my cum. Candy aimed my cock so that the cum spurted on to the pie-plate and the present from her mom. After draining me of my cum, Candy said "Oh yeah. That will make a nice treat for our little friend Robert. Did we tell you about Robert, Jim? He is my friend and like me, he loves telling grown-ups what to do. Maybe he will bring his mom over tonight and make her put on a show for us. She loves humiliation just like you and mommy."
Candy was smiling ear to ear at the thought of this and you could see those little gears whirring in her depraved mind. Picking up the pie-plate she walked over to the back door and opening it, she stepped out on the deck, setting the plate down. Coming back in she told her mom to get off the table and put her mat away. Walking by me, Candy stopped and grabbing my limp cock, she used her fingers to squeeze out a nice sized drop of cum which she scooped up on the end of a finger and plopped in her mouth. Smiling at me she winked and said, "I'm going to go call Robert and invite him over tonight. Then I'm going to take a nap. You two can amuse yourself however you want and Jim I do hope you decide to saty over." With that, she walked out of the kitchen leaving Mandy and I alone for the first time since we had met this afternoon.
Turning around to look at Mandy, she was standing there looking at me with a look of shame. "Well Jim, you can leave if you want but please understand that I enjoyed what I did for you and I love my daughter very much. This is just the way we live now. We hurt no one and we are very discreet. If you do leave, I just ask that you keep what happened here to yourself."
My look of astonishment must have been funny because she started laughing. "Well say something Jim! Don't stand there with your mouth hanging open."
"I wouldn't leave here if you called the police on me. You and your daughter are the most exciting and wonderful thing that has happened to me in years. I don't plan on ruining it by doing something stupid."
"Oh thank you Lord," she replied with eyes lifted to the ceiling. "Come on Jim. Let's go outside. I want you to do something for me."
I started to go back into the living room for my clothes when Mandy grabbed my arm and said that I didn't need to worry about clothes. "Unless we invite someone here, no one ever comes by. Come on," she pleaded as she tugged me out the door.
Moving out into the middle of the back yard she stopped and let my hand go. "I want you to piss on me, Jim. Wash me with your piss." She knelt before me and interlaced her fingers and put them behind her head. Thrusting her chest out she made a precious target and I did not hesitate. Starting as a dribble and then gaining force I aimed for her chest and worked my way up towards her face. My piss splashed against her chin and then over her lips and then across her nose and eyes. I soaked her forehead and her hair was also getting wet. Mandy was smiling as I continued to spray her face and then the smile parted and then her mouth opened. Taking her cue, I drained my cock into her mouth and she gulped and swallowed all that I had to give. Using her tongue to wipe her lips and catch any remaining drops of piss, she looked into my eyes. Smiling she asked, "So..............are you staying for supper? If you do and Robert comes over, you will love meeting him and his mo!
m.. She is his dog slave. It's a lovely sight to see them arriving."
"I wouldn't miss it," I replied as I knelt and kissed Mandy. Hugging her like the jewel she was.