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 Author: David Stephens
Title: All About Eve
Part: Chapter 3
Keywords: MFF/gg, inc, pedo



   All About Eve - Chapter 3

   by David Stephens

   When Christa returned home with Tammy she found a brief message from Rob
on the answerphone asking her to come over at 8 o'clock that evening. 
There was nothing in his tone to suggest that anything was going to mar the
advent of the pedo-based sex life which Christa had not been able to stop
thinking about since her visit to Maddie earlier that day.  It was just
that the almost abrupt brevity of the message made her anxiously wonder if
something was wrong.  Perhaps Maddie had changed her mind, or Rob had
changed it for her.  It didn't seem likely, given the intensity of the
sexual experience earlier and Maddie's insistence about her husband's
desire for both her and Tammy.  Even so, Christa couldn't help but feel
apprehensive, a feeling which only intensified as 8 o'clock approached.

   She had really wanted to wear something sexy and revealing but now she
had doubts about doing so, apart from the fact that her next-door
neighbour, a notorious gossip, would no doubt spot her and spread rumours.
Instead she wore a light summer dress, but with no underwear, in case the
evening developed as she hoped it would.

   There was also the question of Tammy.  Her regular babysitter was
unavailable, and so it looked as though she would also have to go to the
Flemings.  In itself that wasn't a problem, but suppose Rob wanted to abuse
her that evening?  In her fantasy world, he would ruthlessly finger the
5-year-old's baby pussy to open her up and then brutally rape her while
ignoring her piteous cries.  Then she excitedly imagined Rob anally raping
the loudly wailing child, his thick swollen cock thrusting repeatedly into
Tammy's sweet little bottom.

   The graphic images in her mind already had her feeling moist, but in
reality she knew that however much she desired to see Tammy fucked - and
she did desire it more than anything - she wanted it to be when the
5-year-old was ready, or at least as ready as such a young child can be
expected to be.  If I was a good mother, she thought, I would never even
consider taking my precious darling into such a depraved household.  It was
too late, though.  She had to go to the Flemings that night and Tammy would
have to come with her, come what may.  After all, it was for Tammy's
benefit as much as her own - how many little girls of her age were lucky
enough to be brought up as a slut?

   Her neighbour, Primrose Wetherby, was sitting in her garden when Christa
passed by on her way to the the Flemings.  She was an avid churchgoer, not
a problem in itself To Christa, despite her own lack of belief, but tended
to look down on those who didn't share her somewhat straitlaced morality.
She was quite a good-looking woman of about thirty or so, but dressed
rather dowdily as though reluctant to recognize that she could be seen as
distinctly desirable if she made the best of herself.  One man, at least,
had seemingly considered her so at one time, for she had a young daughter
of Evie's age who she doted on.

   Feeling rather daring, Christa unfastened the top three buttons on the
front of her dress as she approached Primrose.  She was feeling definitely
exposed in her light dress, but couldn't help but hope that her neighbour
would realize that she had nothing on underneath.  For some reason she
wanted to shock her, to appear before her as a sexually attractive young
woman - ideally to make Primrose desire her.

   "Good evening, Christa," said Primrose.  "I trust you're not going far -
it may turn cool later and that dress looks a little skimpy, if you don't
mind me saying so."

   Christa smiled.  "Only across to the Flemings.  I'm not showing too
much, am I?  These buttons unfasten easily and I'm afraid I forgot to put a
bra on."

   Such an artless statement would normally have produced a biting reply,
but instead Primrose could only bring herself to say, "I don't know how you
have the nerve to wear such revealing clothes, Christa.  It's not something
I could ever do."

   "I'm sure you could if you tried.  I've often thought that you have a
good figure, despite your best efforts to hide it under those dull clothes.
I've no doubt you have a lovely pair of breasts - you must have men friends
who would love to have a good look at them?"

   Primrose flushed deeply.  "We're not all out to attract men, Christa. 
If you want to dress like a, well, like a ..."

   "Slut," suggested Christa promptly.

   "Well, you said it!  If you want to dress like a slut, that's up to you,
though I would have thought that it's not the best example to set for Eve.
I personally don't feel the need to expose my body to satisfy the lusts of
men."

   "You don't know what you're missing!" laughed Christa.  And then, as
Primrose's shy, 6-year-old daughter came up to her mother, "Francie is
growing up nicely now, I see.  She's such a sexy little thing, isn't she?"

   Before the by now outraged-looking Primrose could respond, Christa
judged it wise to go on her way, giving a little wave of farewell.  She
hoped that Primrose would still be in her garden when she came back from
the Flemings - it had been such fun provoking her!

   When Maddie invited her in, her welcoming smile seemed to bode well. 
Tammy immediately ran off to find her friend and Christa was happy to let
her go, despite the fact that Rob was presumably somewhere about, a man who
had openly talked of his deep desire to sexually abuse the 5-year-old.  Who
could reasonably blame the guy, though, thought Christa.  A gorgeous child
like Tammy was surely destined to be abused, to be fucked, to be used in a
totally debauched way by those who cared for her.

   "Hello, my darling pedo-slut!" said Maddie, embracing her friend.  "Have
you recovered yet from this afternoon's spot of discipline?"

   "My legs smart a little and my breasts are quite sore, but that's a good
thing.  It's reminded me all day how wonderful it was to be slapped by you
and Evie - you can do that to me any time you like!"

   "We will do, don't worry about that!  In fact, I'd really like to get
Evie and Tammy together to slap you around - would you like that?"

   Maddie embraced her friend again, and before her question could be
answered said, "Have you got anything on under that dress, Christa?"

   Christa shook her head, blushing slightly.

   "You dirty fucking bitch!" said Maddie affectionately.  "You're really
developing into an enthusiastic slut, aren't you?  I must say, it's about
time!  Let's hope Tammy is happy to follow in mummy's footsteps - I'm sure
she will be."

   "She'll be ok with Rob, will she.  I mean ..."

   "You mean, is he likely to be so overcome by his lust for her that he'll
not be able to prevent himself from ripping her clothes off and violating
her?  Don't worry, Christa, he intends to fuck Tammy when he judges she's
ripe for it.  It's his judgment that matters, though, not yours.  Remember
that!"

   "Yes, of course.  I'm sorry, Maddie.  It's just that I love Tammy so
much, even though I long for the time when we're all abusing her."

   "You're making the mistake, as many people do, of assuming that sexual
abuse and love are diametrically opposed.  On the contrary, I passionately
believe in the concept of loving sexual abuse.  Everything's going to be
fine, Christa, believe me."

   They were in the hallway, still holding each other, and Christa was
happy to accept her friend's assurance.  She knew she had to if things were
going to work out as she hoped.  She could hear Tammy and Evie giggling in
the living-room, and then Rob's jovial voice.  Everything was going to be
fine, as Maddie had said.  Their little girls were going to be lovingly
molested and Christa knew that this was the right thing to do - otherwise
they would be missing out on so much in their childhood years.

   Evie appeared at the living-room door, laughingly saying to her mother,
"Daddy's taken off Tammy's panties and he says they smell divine!"

   "I'm sure he's right.  I'll be in there in a moment to check!"

   Perhaps, Christa thought later, she should have paid more attention to
the fact that her little daughter's panties had been removed, given her
earlier anxiety, but she was mesmerised by Evie's appearance.  The
6-year-old was wearing a skintight strapless denim dress which barely
covered her bottom and was so low on her flat chest that now and then a
soft pink nipple peeked above it.  To add to her delight, a zip ran up the
full length of the dress front, promising much.

   "Designed, by a pedo one would imagine, for ease of access," said
Maddie, with a smile.  "It is from `Babyslut Designs' after all!"

   "A pretty 6-year-old cunt in tight denim," said Christa delightedly. 
"What could be better?"

   "And designed also to be worn without underwear, it's so tight."

   "So Evie is also a dirty bitch?"

   "Absolutely!  I'm so proud of her!"

   "Hello, Christa," said Evie.  "Have you come to look at the videos with
us?  I've already seen them once - they're really cool!"

   "Our friends the Rowsons left them with us yesterday," explained Maddie.
"There are only three short clips which show a private glimpse of their
family life, but they're well worth seeing."

   When they went into the living-room, Rob was sitting on the sofa with
Tammy by his side, one hand holding the 5-year-old's panties to his face,
while with the other he was gently rubbing her pussy.  What surprised
Christa was that her young daughter was clearly more than happy to be
molested, given that she was lifting her dress up to her waist and was
holding her legs open as wide as possible.

   "I would never have guessed that you could be such a dirty little whore,
Tammy!" said Christa, loving the way that Rob continued to nonchalantly
molest the 5-year-old in front of her, as though it was the most natural
thing in the world.

   "She'll do!" laughed Rob, taking one more deep sniff of Tammy's panties
before throwing them to his wife.  "It strikes me that she's just the kind
of naturally slutty child who will really enjoy being sexually abused.  I'd
love to see her being gang-raped, wouldn't you, Christa?  Just imagine all
those thick, throbbing cocks being forced into her tiny fuckholes and
spewing hot cum deep inside her!"

   Christa did imagine it, and it made her even moister than she already
was, particularly as the glint in Rob's eye suggested that he wasn't being
entirely serious.  Or perhaps he was, thought Christa, and that possibility
was both worrying and extremely arousing to her.

   Before she could decide how to answer Rob, Evie piped up with, "If
Tammy's going to be gang-raped, I want to be too, Daddy.  I want lots of
cocks in my bottom and pussy and lots of stuff squirted inside me.  I want
my little holes fucked until they're red-raw, like Christa said, and full
of pedo semen!"

   "You'll no doubt get your wish sooner than you expect, child," said Rob,
"but let's take one step at a time.  It's a little ambitious for a
6-year-old virgin to be talking of taking multiple cocks, don't you think?"

   "That's my girl!" laughed Maddie.  "Have a smell of Tammy's panties with
me, Christa - they have the most heavenly scent of her little pussy."

   She put her arms around her friend and together they sniffed deeply at
the 5-year-old's panties, held between their faces.  And then Christa felt
Maddie's tongue pressing through the thin cotton material and she returned
the pressure and soon they were tongue-kissing through the saliva-soaked
panties with noisy enthusiasm.

   "Let me rub them on my cunt," urged Maddie after a while, thrusting the
panties between her legs and then returning them to their original
position, wet with her juices.

   "What a pair of filthy whores, aren't they, Evie?" asked Rob.  "Aren't
you lucky to have a mummy who's such a filthy bitch?"

   "I want to be a filthy bitch, just like mummy!" said the 6-year-old
enthusiastically.

   "You will be, child, don't you worry about that!  I'm going to make sure
of that, and with Tammy too as she hasn't got a daddy of her own to bring
her up in the right way."

   Maddie and Christa continued to passionately tongue each other through
the piss-stained gusset of Tammy's panties, which was now soaked in their
copious saliva and Maddie's vaginal wetness.  As they did so, they groped
each other's bottoms with eager delight, moaning with arousal.

   "If you two randy sluts have quite finished for the moment," said Rob
after a while, "we can perhaps have a look at the video clips, which is the
reason why we're here."

   When the two women had reluctantly parted, sitting on the sofa with
hands held, Rob plugged the memory stick into the tv and settled down to
watch with the others.  "The clips are quite short but they do give the
girls a good idea of what will be expected of them in the near future. 
Shelly is certainly a hot little bitch!"

   "Shelly?" queried Christa, before the first clip started to play.

   "The Rowson's 8-year-old granddaughter," explained Rob, "although she
was 6 when these clips were filmed.  I spoke to him on the phone earlier on
and he filled in some of the background for me.  It seems that Neil and
Lucy molested their daughter from a very young age, and that she was then
more than happy for them to molest her own daughter, Shelly, almost from
birth."

   "As a loving mother should be," said Maddie.  "I can't wait for Evie to
have a child of her own so we can all abuse it together, as a family.  It's
a pity that we didn't start abusing Evie when she was a baby - that would
have been very special indeed!"

   "I asked Neil about that.  He did say that he and Lucy felt particularly
depraved when they were finger-fucking baby Shelly and he was regularly
spunking all over her naked little body, but as he said there's never a
time when it doesn't feel deliciously depraved to be sexually abusing small
children, whatever their age.  Now that Shelly is a little older, the
Rowsons enjoy dressing her up like a slut and discussing with her the
various ways in which they've abused her, and are going to abuse her, which
obviously wasn't possible when she was a baby."

   "It's started, Daddy!" said Evie excitedly, and there on the screen were
the Rowsons on a sofa, with Shelly between them, all of them naked.

   "Hi, I'm Neil, and this is my wife, Lucy, and our 6-year-old
granddaughter, Shelly.  You're seeing this because I judged that you may be
interested in being shown how a little girl like our granddaughter
thoroughly enjoys taking part in sexual activity with us, which hopefully
will encourage you to use your own little girl in the way she should be
used."

   Rob paused the video for a moment.  "What's that between Neil's legs,
Evie?"

   "It's his big pedo cock, Daddy!"

   "And what is his big pedo cock for, child?"

   "It's for raping sexy little girls like me and Tammy, Daddy!"

   "Correct, child.  Little girls must expect to have big pedo cocks rammed
into their tight little holes, mustn't they?"

   "Because we're hot little bitches and we'll love being fucked anyway,
won't we, Daddy?"

   "You will, Evie - I'm sure you will."

   Rob restarted the video clip.

   Shelly, who had been eyeing her grandfather's semi-erect penis with
eagerness, now leaned over and took it into her mouth, or at least as much
of it as such a small child could manage.  She sucked on it greedily,
making wet slurping noises, only stopping occasionally to tickle the
piss-slit with the tip of her tongue until precum began to seep out. 
Meanwhile, Lucy was circling three fingers against the 6-year-old's plump
vulval mound and smiling at the camera when the moaning child pushed
herself against her grandmother's hand.  Shelly was gripping her
grandfather's cock hard now and wanking him furiously, continuing to
energetically suck him until he held her head against him and ejaculated
into her mouth.

   The 6-year-old's pretty face was glowing with pleasure as she sat up and
slightly parted her lips to allow a thick creamy mess of curdled semen to
run down her chin and on to her chest and belly, from where Lucy was
starting to lick it up as the clip faded to an end.

   The next clip featured Lucy lingeringly licking Shelly's bald pussy, now
and then spitting between the pouting lips before continuing to tongue her.
The 6-year-old's moans were proof enough that she was enjoying the
experience.  In fact, in all three clips, it was apparent that the viewer
was meant to appreciate that here was a sexually abused child who clearly
adored being abused, the inference being that this could be your child -
what are you waiting for?

   In the third clip, Shelly was standing on her grandfather's thighs, her
back resting against his chest, and carefully lowering herself on to his
erect cock, which a smiling Lucy held in place for her.  It was naturally a
tight fit, but the 6-year-old was able to take a few inches inside her,
bringing a look of triumph to her pretty face.  Neil held his granddaughter
by her waist and, lifting his hips, began to fuck her with a growing
intensity, while still being careful not to penetrate her too deeply. 
Despite his best intentions, though, as he approached his climax he began
to thrust harder into into Shelly, disregarding her tearful whimpers.

   As the clip came to an end, the camera focused on the cum running down
Neil's thick shaft, as Shelly's childish voice could be heard saying, "You
fucked me really good that time, Granddad!  I like it when you do it hard!
Am I a good little whore for you and grandma?"

   And then the laughter of her grandparents and their enthusiastic
assurance that she was indeed the perfect whore and the most deliciously
fuckable little granddaughter that they could have hoped for.

   During the viewing of the three clips, Maddie, who had seen them several
times before, had concentrated her attention on Tammy, wondering how she
would be affected by her first introduction to child porn.  In a wholly
positive way could be the only response.  The 5-year-old climbed on to
Rob's lap and took hold of his hand and pulled it between her legs, clearly
inviting him to continue his molestation of her, an invitation which he
speedily accepted.  Christa, seeing this, was delighted.  She knew that it
was her duty to sexualize her little girl, and now any doubts she had once
had about the practicalities of that process were starting to fade.  Little
girls, she was beginning to realize, were only too ready to take part in
sexual activities of all kinds with adults, in fact ready and more than
willing!

   Christa sat by Rob and kissed her daughter on the lips.  "Can I touch
you as well, darling?" she asked.  There was something so hot, she thought,
about requesting your own 5-year-old child for permission to molest her!

   Tammy nodded shyly, looking up at Rob as though to seek his agreement.
Already she had accepted that this man who she hardly knew could do to her
what he wanted, so desperate was she for someone to take the place of the
father she so badly missed.  The fact that his fingers, now eagerly probing
her vulval slit, made her tingle with pleasure, could only increase her
attachment to him.

   "Your little girl shows every sign of growing up to be as delightful a
whore as Shelly," said Rob approvingly, as Christa helped him to stretch
open the 5-year-old's pussy lips and probe her vaginal entrance.  "Her hole
is as small and tight as you would expect in a child of her tender years,
but still eminently fuckable, wouldn't you say, with the right
preparation?"

   Even then, there was a small part of Christa which protested against the
depraved way in which Rob was talking about her darling child, the
depravity somehow enhanced by the tone of his voice, which suggested that
it was quite usual to discuss the taking of a little girl's virginity with
her mother, and expect her acquiescence as a matter of course.

   But that protest was quickly overwhelmed by the force of her deepest
desires, and she felt herself powerless to answer in any other way than,
"Of course it is!  I need to see hard cock in Tammy's holes as soon as
possible!"

   "A natural desire for an adoring mother!  What about you, Tammy?  Do you
want to be a loving slut for your mummy?  And, I might add, for those of us
who count her as a friend?"

   The 5-year-old blushed prettily but soon a shy smile appeared on her
face.  "I do want to be a slut and a whore for you, Mummy - I want to be as
slutty as Shelly!"

   Christa laughed and kissed Tammy on the mouth again.  "You're such a
cunt, my sweet!  Mummy's cunt of a little girl.  The hottest-looking cunt a
mother could wish for!"

   Tammy beamed with pleasure and lay back against Rob as he and her mother
continued to molest her.  As young and innocent as she was, she was
beginning to understand how fortunate she was to be sexually abused by
those who cared for her and, after viewing the video clips, to be looking
forward to being abused in ever more exciting ways!

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