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 Author: David Stephens
Title: All About Eve
Part: Chapter 1
Keywords: MF/g, inc, pedo



   All About Eve - Chapter 1

   by David Stephens



   Maddie Fleming knew that she had an enviable lifestyle in many ways. 
Living in the Oxfordshire countryside in a large converted farmhouse in its
own grounds, and happily married to a consultant surgeon for ten years, she
had no cause to complain about her lot.  She occupied her time with various
charitable works and looking after her 6-year-old daughter, Eve, or Evie as
she was usually known.  Evie was becoming the only real problem in her
life, though not through any fault of her own.  Her daughter was a pretty,
happy-go-lucky child and generally well behaved - and extremely desirable
to her, though that was something which Maddie tried to keep hidden from
even herself.

   She was thinking of her daughter one Sunday afternoon while she was
viewing some of her favourite websites.  Evie was visiting one of her
friends and Rob, her husband, playing a round of golf with a few local
worthies.  Maddie found herself yet again at a site which she never tired
of viewing, even though it inevitably led her to fantasize about her little
girl in the disturbing but exciting way which had become prevalent with her
in recent times.

   `Babyslut Designs' was the name of the website, and it promised
`Slut-wear for your little girl, be she your daughter or lover.  Hot
designs to make her even sexier than she already is!' Excitingly, some of
the clothes were worn by preteen models, poutingly displaying a range of
skimpy tops and short skirts which showed a good deal of their lovely
bodies.  Maddie couldn't help but imagine that it was Evie dressed in the
most sexually provocative of the clothes, which led her to also imagine
slowly undressing the 6-year-old and then ...

   She usually pushed the graphic images away from her at this point,
ashamed of thinking about her own small daughter in such a perverse way,
but this time she savoured them leisurely.  In her fantasy she paraded the
scantily-clad Evie in front of her husband, and he, overcome by a burning
desire, used her for his pleasure in an almost savage fashion.

   "That's how it should be," she murmured.  "How wonderful it would be, if
only ... "

   If only I knew what Rob would think if he saw Evie in some sexy
slut-wear, thought Maddie.  Would he be outraged or excited or a mixture of
both?  Perhaps I could get Evie to try him out with a close-fitting
crop-top or a short, tight skirt.  But probably not the skimpy camisole top
with `I love cock!' emblazoned on the front!

  
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   As usual, Rob rang his wife after the finish of his golf round to say
that he would be staying on for a drink with his friends.  Equally as
usual, Maddie and her daughter decided to watch one of Evie's favourite
films on DVD.  This time it was `The Wizard of Oz' which they settled down
to in an armchair, Evie comfortably sitting on her mother's lap.  Maddie
was less concerned with the movie than the arousal she felt from the
pressure of her daughter's warm body against hers.  Even Evie seemed to
lose interest after a while, wriggling against her mother and unwittingly
arousing her even more.

   "Don't fidget, child," said Maddie, holding the 6-year-old tight to keep
her still, which also happily served to heighten her arousal.

   "I like that, Mummy!  I can feel your boobies pressing into me."

   Maddie took a moment to decide whether to conveniently ignore her
daughter's unintentionally provocative statement or to use it to her
advantage, a risky procedure but one which could lead to a new intimacy
between them.  Deep inside she knew that if she spurned this opportunity
she would live to regret it.

   "Do you, sweetie?  It feels good to me, too, to be holding my sexy
little girl so close."

   Evie giggled delightedly, never having been called `sexy' by her mother
before, but Maddie saw that she also looked flushed and excited.

   "My sweet, sexy Evie," whispered Maddie into the 6-year-old's ear.  "My
darling child."

   It seemed natural to her then to kiss Evie's warm, soft mouth - although
this was a kiss unlike any before between them, lingeringly held as much by
Evie's insistence as her own, the 6-year-old's arms twining around her
neck.

   "I saw Katie kissing her boyfriend yesterday," said Evie, with an air of
someone imparting a secret.  "She put her tongue in his mouth!"

   12-year-old Katie was the daughter of a neighbour, an adolescent
enchantress who Maddie often imagined taking into her bed for a session of
passionate dalliance.

   "Kissing with tongues is what that grown-ups sometimes do," explained
Maddie carefully, wondering if this could lead to something wonderful.

   "But Katie isn't a grown-up!  Was she being naughty?"

   "She was definitely being naughty, but it can be nice to be naughty
sometimes, can't it, sweetie?"

   Evie nodded and looked closely at her mother, as though seeking to see
inside her mind.  She smiled delightfully and brushed her lips against
Maddie's.  "Give me a kiss, Mummy.  Give me a naughty kiss!"

   Maddie knew that she had no excuse for what happened next.  Her
incestuous lust simply overwhelmed her maternal love for Evie, or rather
they somehow combined together powerfully and were expressed in a long wet
kiss.  She tentatively slipped her tongue between Evie's slightly parted
lips and explored her soft mouth, tingling with growing arousal as the
6-year-old's own small tongue twined against hers.  Almost without
thinking, she pulled Evie's top from the waistband of her skirt and slipped
her hand beneath it, feverishly fondling the little girl's chest and belly
and rubbing her soft nipples until they began to gradually stiffen.

   Any sense of shame she may have felt at so flagrantly using her child
for her own sexual pleasure was quickly overcome by the growing realization
that this was not simply a case of a mother sexually molesting her little
girl, but rather of mother and child showing their love for each other in a
natural way, the child freely consenting to what was happening to her. 
There was no doubt in Maddie's mind that Evie was thoroughly enjoying being
kissed and fondled and that the little mewing sounds she was now making
were expressions of sexual enjoyment, something which both surprised and
delighted her.  Already her imagination was in overdrive, constructing a
future where she and her husband sexually used Evie in every conceivable
way.  If only Rob could be here now and see how wonderful it was for Evie
and her to love each other in a sexual way!  Would he think it wonderful,
though?  In reality he would probably be disgusted by her, but she cast
away that thought and immersed herself in the glorious sensations of
tongue-kissing Evie while pulling and tweaking her stiffening nipples.

   So immersed, in fact, that she failed to hear the door open as her
husband, having decided to make an early return home, quietly came into the
room.

   "Rob!" exclaimed Maddie, hurriedly taking her hand from beneath Evie's
top.  "I wasn't expecting you home just yet."

   "So I see!" said Rob, a grim expression on his face.  "Will you go to
your room, please, Eve?  Your mummy and I need to have a little talk."

   To say that he was shocked would be understating his feelings.  It had
been disturbing enough to discover his wife in a clear state of sexual
excitement as she kissed and fondled their little daughter, but seeing that
Evie was just as excited was too much for him to take in for the moment. 
He noted the flush on her face and neck and the way her tiny nipples were
pushing through the thin material of her top, and if he had given himself
time to think would have recognized that he was jealous of his wife's
intimate relationship with their child and desired more than anything to
share that intimacy.  For now, though, he could only express his sense of
outrage which the more conventional side of his character made inevitable.

   When Evie had left the room, pale-faced and visibly upset, Rob lambasted
his wife for her `inappropriate' behaviour, which Maddie accepted without
seeking to justify herself.  In her heart she couldn't really accept that
she had behaved inappropriately in any way, but judged that for the moment
it would be wisest to appear to do so, before deciding what to do next. 
The thought that she would share no more wet kisses with Evie, or have to
forego fondling her lovely body, was too grim to dwell on for too long. 
Although her husband had been forthright in expressing his views, it
appeared to her that already he was perhaps regretting his words to a
certain extent.  He became calmer after a while, but his manner remained
cold and distant throughout the rest of the day.

   In fact, relations between husband and wife remained cool for a week,
although Rob soon came to repent of his harsh words and to accept that they
were to a large extent the result of jealousy.  However inappropriate his
wife's actions had been, he knew that he would have given anything to have
been in her place.  Admitting that he sexually desired his 6-year-old
daughter was a difficult thing to do, but became inevitable.  If he had
caught Maddie forcing Evie to submit to her molestation, his reaction would
have been understandable, but he knew that Evie had been clearly sexually
aroused, however unlikely he would have thought that possibility if he
hadn't seen it for himself.

   Evie herself had by now recovered from the upset she had experienced
when her parents' normally loving relationship had faltered during the
previous week.  Seeing that her father sometimes looked at her now with the
same desire that was constantly in her mother's eyes, encouraged her to
display herself before her father in ways which would no doubt also have
been considered inappropriate by him only a short time before.

   The fact that he showed no signs of doing so, instead pretending that he
hadn't noticed Evie's continuing efforts to flaunt the loveliness of her
6-year-old body before him, emboldened Maddie to further her little girl's
designs by shortening her favourite dress so that it barely covered her
pert little bottom.

   "I'm sure your daddy is beginning to realize what a sexy little thing
you are, Evie.  He just needs pushing in the right direction, though, don't
you think?"

   Evie returned her mother's smile and rushed of to play in the
living-room, where her father was reading the evening paper.  As she knelt
on the carpet, filling in her colouring book, she made sure that her bottom
was facing him, and imagined that she could feel his gaze on her, even as
his attention was apparently fixed on his newspaper.

   "You're giving your daddy a good show there, sweetie, aren't you?" said
Maddie, as she came into the room.  "I think I've shortened that dress a
little too much.  Perhaps you should change into something else."

   She was taking a gamble, she knew, but was fairly certain that her
husband was not as unaware of the deliciousness of his little girl's bum as
he appeared to be.  She turned to him questioningly, hoping that she hadn't
misread the way he had looked at Evie in the last few days, as though he
was at last coming to realize how sexually attractive she was, despite her
tender years.

   "There's no need for that," said Rob slowly, after a pause.  "I've
noticed recently that Evie seems to enjoy giving me a good show, as you put
it, and I must say that I enjoy it as much as she does!"

   "Even though you could say that it's inappropriate for a 6-year-old girl
to be flaunting the delights of her body for the delectation of her daddy?"
said Maddie, with a smile.

   Rob returned the smile.  "Ah, but those delights are so tremendously
delightful that I think we must forget about any idea of inappropriateness,
mustn't we?  I know I was angry with you the other day, but that was really
because I was so jealous of the intimate way you were kissing and fondling
Evie.  I've been trying to pluck up the courage to apologize to you about
that - to apologize to both of you.  I really don't care how inappropriate
your behaviour was, Maddie, I hope you'll continue to act lovingly towards
Evie in any way that you see fit."

   "Apology accepted," said Maddie, feeling overjoyed by her husband's
words.  "There are so many ways that I'd like to show my love for Evie
which I felt I couldn't discuss with you before.  I'm sure you agree she's
a sexy little thing, and we need to deal with that."

   Rob smiled his agreement, but couldn't bring himself to say anything, so
confused was he by the sexual nature of the love he felt for his daughter.
Confused he may have been, but in no way ashamed of his feelings - in fact
he was looking forward to discussing them with his wife.

   "Why don't you lift your dress up higher, Evie?  said Maddie.  "Let your
daddy have a really good look at that lovely little bottom of yours."

   "Shall I, daddy?" said the 6-year-old teasingly, taking hold of the hem
of her blue cotton dress.

   "Do it, child!" said Rob, with mock severity.  "If you want to act the
slut, and your mummy seems determined that you should, why should I
object?"

   "What's a slut, Mummy?" asked Evie, as she pulled her dress up to her
waist to give her father an unrestricted view of her panty-clad bottom.

   "A sweet little girl like you who wants to be nice and sexy for her
daddy and please him as all little girls ought to please their daddies!"

   "I want to be sexy for you, Daddy," said the 6-year-old, wiggling her
shapely little bum at Rob.  "I want to be a slut for you!"

   "And for me, as well, child, I hope!" said Maddie.

   "Of course, Mummy!" agreed Evie enthusiastically.  "Am I being your slut
when you put your tongue in my mouth and kiss me really hard and feel me
all over?"

   "You are indeed, Evie, darling.  The most deliciously sexy little slut a
mother could hope for."

   Evie smiled at the compliment, resting her head on the floor as she
continued to provocatively push her bottom towards her father "I wish I had
some really pretty panties, Mummy, instead of these.  Will you buy me
some?"

   That gave Maddie the opening she had been looking for, and she quickly
told Rob and Evie about the new clothing site she had found online, and
soon they were sitting before the computer in Rob's office as Maddie
proudly showed them her new discovery.

   " `Babyslut Designs' " said Rob, trying not to sound as excited as he
felt.  " `Slut-wear for your little girl', indeed!  I'm not sure our
innocent child should be wearing such positively indecent clothes - just
look at them!"

   Maddie knew that her husband was teasing Evie, but the 6-year-old took
him seriously and pouted her displeasure.  "I want to be indecent, Daddy,
and dress like a slut for you and mummy!  I want to wear sexy clothes so
that you and mummy will do lots of naughty things to me!"

   Rob laughingly hastened to let his daughter know that she could have any
of the lewdly suggestive slut-wear items that she and her mother cared to
choose, leaving the pair of them to spend a happy thirty minutes doing just
that.

  
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   In bed that night, as they leisurely masturbated each other, Rob and
Maddie discussed their sexual feelings for Evie, and other children, with
an air of contained excitement.  Rob in particular had reached something of
an epiphany.  Previously he had considered pedophiles to be the lowest of
the low, as dictated by the unimaginative, conventional side of his
personality, but now he knew that he had been living a lie.  Not only did
he now find himself sexually attracted to his 6-year-old daughter but also
to her best friend, Tammy, a lissom child of 5 who Rob passionately
desired. What surprised him more than anything was the fact that he not
only accepted that he was a pedophile, but that he gloried in the
knowledge.

   "I'm a confirmed pedo, Maddie," he said exultantly.  "I suppose I ought
to be ashamed and disturbed in saying that, as an upright citizen, but I'm
not at all.  It's come as a wonderful realization to me over the last few
days."

   "I know you're concerned as to how our feelings for Evie are going to
affect her, but I'm sure things are going to work out just fine.  It's just
the best thing in the world for a 6-year-old girl to have a pedo mummy and
a pedo daddy, don't you think?"

   "I'm sure it is.  We can show how much we love her in so many ways that
weren't possible before, but I don't want to get carried away and do her
any harm.  That's going to be difficult, though - she's such a hot little
piece, isn't she?"

   "Isn't she just!  I know we're both biased, but Evie has to be as sexy a
little girl as any pedo could wish to get his hands on.  Sexy and extremely
fuckable, wouldn't you say, darling?"

   Rob was silent for a few moments, but knew that he had to be honest with
his wife.  "If only she wasn't so young I would love to fuck her everywhere
- her baby pussy, her cute little bottom and her pretty little mouth!"

   Maddie wasn't at all sure that Evie was too young to fuck, judging by
the few child porn clips she had downloaded from the web, but she was wise
enough to keep her counsel for the time being.  There were lots of ways
that she and her husband could have a delightfully sexy time with their
little girl, without penetrating her, at least for the time being.  She was
determined to keep the idea in Rob's mind, though.  Perhaps if they could
successfully insert a finger or two into the 6-year-old's pussy and bottom,
he could be persuaded to attempt to fuck her properly, as the lovely child
was surely meant to be fucked.

  
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   A few days later, two things happened which were to prove of great
importance to the Fleming household, in particular to the swiftly
developing sexual relationship of the family members.  Passionate kisses
and intimate fondlings between parents and child were part of daily life
already, but Maddie was having difficulty persuading her husband that Evie
was ready for more.  Although Rob continued to avow his pride in being an
unapologetic pedo, Maddie suspected that there was still a part of him that
was finding it difficult to come to terms with an incestuous, pedophile
lifestyle.  When the parcel arrived from `Babyslut Designs', she hoped that
the sight of Evie in provocative clothing would tempt Rob into taking his
sexual relationship with her a step further.  It was a short while after
she and Evie had excitedly gone upstairs to try on the new clothes that the
Chief Executive of the local hospital where Rob worked, and his wife, made
an unexpected visit.

   "We were just passing," said Neil Rowson, a greying sixty-year-old, as
he shook hands with Rob.  "Lucy suggested we drop in - I hope do don't
mind?"

   On another occasion there would have been no problem, but Rob was
nervous of the laughter coming from upstairs, guessing correctly that
Maddie hadn't yet realized that they had visitors.

   "Of course not," he replied, as confidently as he could.  "I'll just go
and tell Maddie that you're here.  Please take a seat - I won't be long."

   Even before he made a move, though, there was a clattering of feet on
the stairs and a giggling Evie burst into the room, crying: "Look at me,
Daddy!"

   There was a stunned silence for a few moments as Rob and the Rowsons
took in the sight of the beaming blonde-haired 6-year-old scantily dressed
in a tiny pair of black silk panties, matching sheer black holdups and a
white skimpy crop-top which declared that she was a `hot bitch!' and `sexy
slut!'

   Disconcerted by her father's lack of response, and having suddenly
realized that he wasn't alone, Evie blushed in her embarrassment and turned
towards her mother who was now haltingly coming into the room and
desperately trying to come up with an explanation of her daughter's
provocative clothing, or lack of it.

   It was Lucy who broke the silence, smiling at the 6-year-old and saying:
"Well, you're certainly sexy, child - of that there can be no doubt.  As to
the rest, perhaps we'll find out in due course!"

   Evie smiled back at Lucy, who looked to be about ten years younger than
her husband and was elegantly dressed.  "You're sexy too!" she said, taking
in the woman's slender but curvaceous figure.

   That broke the tension in the room, and even Rob and Maddie were able to
laugh at Evie's comment, even though they continued to be discomposed.

   "That's right, little one," said Neil approvingly.  "My wife is as sexy
as hell, and in her case I can definitely confirm that she's a slut as
well, I'm happy to say!"

   "Neil!" cried Lucy in protest, though the slight smile on her face
suggested that she was more than pleased to be referred to as a slut by her
husband.

   "You're a slut and you know it," said Neil, pressing home the point and
clearly meaning it as a compliment, apparently unconcerned by making it in
the presence of the Flemings.

   "Never mind that," said Lucy, "what I want to know is where you got
those lovely things from for Evie.  They're absolutely not the kind of
thing that a little girl should be wearing, which is what makes them so
delicious!  Neil and I have an 8-year-old granddaughter, Shelly, who loves
to get dressed up in a positively indecent way, and I'd love in turn to buy
her something like Evie is wearing."

   As Lucy was speaking, Maddie thought that she heard Neil mutter,
`Another slut!' when his granddaughter was mentioned, but couldn't be
certain.  She was confused by events but undoubtedly excited.  She noticed
the unashamedly salacious way in which the Rowsons were gazing at Evie and
was thrilled by it.

   "I got them online from `Babyslut Designs'.  I know they're a little bit
naughty, but Evie looks so hot in them, doesn't she?"

   "She certainly does!" said Lucy.  "I'll have to have a look at the
delightfully-named `Babyslut Designs' for myself.  With Shelly, of course -
she loves to look as sexily slutty as possible."

   Maddie was eager to ask her new friend about her and her husband's
relationship with their 8-year-old granddaughter, but now didn't seem to be
the right time, despite the suggestiveness of the conversation.

   "Could I have a word with you in private, Rob?" asked Neil suddenly.

   "Of course - let's go into the kitchen," replied Bob, feeling a little
puzzled.

   Sitting at the kitchen table, a minute later, Neil said, "That's a
delectable little girl you and Maddie have got there, Rob.  Dressing her up
like a slut is one thing, and extremely hot she looks too, by the way, but
what I need to know is are you doing her yet?"

   "Sorry?" said Rob in amazement, well aware what Neil was asking, but
hardly able to believe it.

   "Come on, man, don't be obtuse.  In plain words, are you having sexual
intercourse with Evie?  Are you fucking her sweet little pussy or her
lovely little ass?  And if not, why not?"

   Rob knew that as Evie's father he should respond to such an outrageous
question with angry indignation, but instead he found himself explaining
that he had only recently come to understand his growing pedophilia, and
hadn't thought of actually having sex with Evie, though that was a complete
falsehood, as he had imagined it often, while insisting to himself that
those vivid fantasies must stay just that.

   "She's too young anyway, isn't she?" he added, almost certain that she
must be, while more than ready for Neil to persuade him otherwise.

   Neil merely grinned, and handed Rob a memory stick.  "Take a look at the
vids on that, with Maddie and Evie - I think you'll find them interesting.
Shelly was about Evie's age at the time, so you may well have to change
your mind about what girls of 6 are capable of, sexually."

   Back in the living-room, Rob and Neil found Evie posing for a series of
photos which Lucy was taking on her digital camera.  The smiling 6-year-old
was in her element, happily allowing herself to be placed in the ever more
lewdly indecent positions which Lucy suggested.

   "A pedo should never be without his or her camera," laughed Lucy.  "You
never know when opportunities like this are going to come up."

   When she had taken dozens of snaps, she leant over to kiss Evie on the
lips.  "Thank you for posing for me so sexily, dear.  I hope we meet again
soon - Neil and I would love to have lots of fun with you, if you're mummy
and daddy agree, of course."

   Exactly what the `fun' spoken of would consist of was unspecified, but
Rob and Maddie didn't hesitate to give their agreement, particularly when
Neil confirmed that 8-year-old Shelly would be there when they all met
again.

   When Lucy and Neil left, Maddie and Rob were too excited to prevent Evie
from joining them to wave to the Rowsons from the open front door, dressed
as she was.  So it was that Christa Yarwood, mother of Evie's best friend,
Tammy, saw the scantily-dressed 6-year-old in her slut-wear as she looked
out from her house across the road.  That moment was to change her life,
though she wouldn't have believed it at the time.

   "Disgraceful!" she murmured, feasting her eyes on the lissom figure of
the sexy 6-year-old.  "Disgraceful, but how wonderful!" she thought, not
able to vocalise such an unseemly sentiment, even though she was alone.

   Even more disgraceful to her, and even more wonderful, was the image
that came unbidden to her mind of her 5-year-old daughter dressed as
sluttily as her friend.  "I wonder where Maddie bought those positively
indecent clothes from?" she mused, hardly believing that she would have the
courage to ask Maddie, and yet increasingly determined that she would have
to do just that.

  
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