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 Author: David Stephens
Title: All About Eve
Part: Chapter 4
Keywords: MFF/gg, inc, pedo



   All About Eve - Chapter 4

   by David Stephens



   "When was the last time you had a good fuck, Christa?" asked Rob,
causing her to look at him with startled confusion.

   "I've been as chaste as a nun since Rick left.  I'm not sorry that he
went, but I do miss our lovemaking sessions.  I use a vibrator from time to
time, which is very enjoyable but ... "

   "But not nearly as enjoyable as hard cock?" suggested Rob, with a smile.
"Well, as I'm desperate to get my end away, and the girls aren't ready to
take cock just yet, and the sight of a sexy slut like you playing with your
little girl's pussy is making me even harder, I think it's high time I gave
you a good hard pounding, don't you?"

   Christa had no intention of even making a show of protesting at Rob's
assumption that she would willingly allow him to use her as his whore.  She
not only yearned to be used as his whore, in any way he desired, but after
so long without a man's attentions she was aching to be fucked, and fucked
hard.  She unhesitatingly slipped her dress over her head and lay back on
the sofa, her legs opened invitingly wide.

   "I want all my four bitches to share my spunk, though," said Rob, as he
quickly stripped and knelt before Christa.  "When I've shot my load,
Maddie, I want you to suck as much of it as you can out of our slutty
friend here and feed it to the kids.  They need to swallow some of it then,
but save enough to spit into Christa's mouth - how does that sound to you?"

   "Just get on with it, Rob!" said Maddie impatiently.  "Christa and I
accept that we're your bitches, and the girls I know are happy for you to
use them in any way you wish."

   Although she would have once found it unimaginable that she could
happily share her husband's cock with another woman, it now somehow seemed
entirely fitting that Rob should fuck Christa - in fact she would have
thought him less of a man if he had turned down the opportunity.  It was
important to her, too, that Evie and Tammy witnessed their parents having
sex and in that way be induced to understand how too they were going to be
used in the near future.  It would no doubt be something of a shock to them
but it would save her a good deal of difficult explanation.

   "Would you like to put daddy's penis in Christa's pussy, Evie?" asked
Maddie, smiling at the look of open-mouthed surprise on the 6-year-old's
face.

   Evie hesitated for a moment but then eagerly ran across to her father
and laughingly wrapped her little hand around his pulsing shaft, feeling
its girth with delicate caution at first but soon with increasing
confidence.

   "Won't it feel wonderful to have all that hard cock-meat inside you,
darling?" asked Maddie.  "When you're ready, daddy's going to push it all
the way into your tight little vagina ... "

   "And into your even tighter bumhole!" added Christa with a moan, as the
6-year-old began to guide Rob's bloated cockhead between her pussy lips.

   "And into your sweet mouth!" declared Rob, as he slid the length of his
thick cock into Christa and proceeded to pound her cunt with an unremitting
and almost brutal energy.

   Evie watched with wide-eyed intent as her father thrust his rigid shaft
repeatedly into the sticky wetness of Christa's hole, hardly able to
imagine him using her in the same way but thrilled to the core by her
acceptance that it was going to happen anyway.

   Maddie could see that the quiet Tammy was just as fascinated as her
friend by her first experience of sexual intercourse, though their was a
wistful expression on her pretty face.  "Are you enjoying watching your
mummy being fucked, sweetie?  Don't be put off by the noises she's making -
that's just because she's having a really good time!"

   A tear trickled slowly down the 5-year-old's cheek.  "I want hard
cock-meat in my pussy and bottom, just like Evie's going to have!"

   "We meant you as well, silly!" laughed Maddie.  "Do you think Rob would
turn down the chance to abuse a sweet little bitch like you?"

   "Don't you worry about a thing, little one," grunted Rob, as he came
deep inside the loudly moaning Christa.  "You're such a dirty fucking whore
that I can't wait to get stuck into you and give you a bloody good seeing
to!"

   Tammy immediately smiled through her tears.  Without really
understanding why, she knew that it was good for Rob to call her a whore,
or a bitch, or a slut.  The sight of his cum-dripping cock as he withdrew
it from her mummy's reddened pussy gave her a tingly feeling in her tummy
as she imagined opening her legs for him and taking his thick shaft deep
inside her - a thought which was at the same time scary and intensely
exciting.

   Now Maddie's head was between her mummy's open legs and she was making
loud slurping noises as she sought to lick and suck out as much of her
husband's semen from her friend's well-fucked cunt.  Tammy knew what was
coming next and excitedly stood by Evie's side, opening her mouth like her
friend, so that when Maddie turned round she was reminded of baby birds
impatiently waiting to be fed.  Eager to satisfy them, she dribbled warm
cum between the little girls' open lips and watched with interest as they
held it in their mouths.  It was important that they quickly got used to
having all three of their orifices filled by semen, if they were to fulfil
the hopes she had that both girls would soon become enthusiastic sluts.

   "Swallow a little bit of spunk now, sweeties," she said, "and then spit
the rest into Christa's mouth."

   As the little girls readily obeyed the first part of her request, Maddie
mixed the remains of the cum in her mouth with lots of saliva and spat it
all on to their upturned, smiling faces.  Their smiles deepened, for they
were already coming to understand that to be spat on was a welcome part of
their abuse, and indeed a sign of their abusers' loving desire.  They
hurried over to Christa and dribbled and spat their warm cum between her
parted lips, which she swilled around her mouth before swallowing it.

   "Thank you very much, little ones.  I do love a good mouthful of hot
spunk and it's been so long since I've had one!  Will you just see if
Primrose Wetherby is still in her garden?  I don't want to miss her, if I
can help it - I do enjoy teasing her, and anyway I've an idea that she may
have hidden depths that even she is not aware of.  And I'd love to have
some fun with her little girl, if only I can figure out a way to get closer
to her."

   "That's Francie, isn't it?" asked Maddie.  "Over the last year or so
she's developed into quite a sexy little cunt, hasn't she?  If you find a
way to get into her knickers don't forget who your friends are, will you?"

   "Of course not!  Tammy and I had better get over there now before
Primrose decides to go back inside now that the light is starting to fade."

   For some reason these words brought a frown to Evie's face.  "Can't
Tammy and me smack Christa's boobies, Mummy?  I like hitting her a lot!"

   "Go on then, you pervy little slut!  Be quick about it, though - just a
few slaps this time.  You can work her over more thoroughly when we have
more time.

   Even before Maddie had finished speaking, Evie had gleefully brought the
flat of her small hand down on Christa's left breast, her joyful yell
joining with Christa's own yell of pained surprise.  Although eager to get
across to Primrose, Christa wouldn't have missed the next few minutes for
anything.  She lay back on the sofa with her legs widely parted and
revelled in the continual slaps to her breasts and thighs and little hands
pulling at her erect nipples and, increasingly, her swollen labia. 
Although 5-year-old Tammy was at first more hesitant than Evie, she was
soon slapping and punching her mother's full breasts with unrestrained joy
and giggling excitedly as she twisted her nipples.

   Christa was just imagining how wonderful it would be if both little
girls could be persuaded to push their little hands deep into her aching
pussy when Maddie decided that she had had enough for the time being and
called the girls off.

  
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   As Christa walked home soon afterwards, hand-in-hand with Tammy, she
felt elated to the highest degree.  Her breasts and pussy were sore from
the punishment they had received and warm semen was slowly trickling down
her thigh - she couldn't have been happier!  The fact that Tammy was
seemingly taking to her new life of sexual depravity with growing eagerness
was an extra reason to be joyful.  Christa had doubted if a 5-year-old
could really be expected to willingly take part in sexual activity with
adults but so far Tammy had been not only willing but increasingly
enthusiastic!

   "Dirty fucking whore!" she said fondly, smiling down at her little girl
as she remembered what Rob had called her.

   Tammy returned her smile.  "You're a dirty fucking whore, Mummy.  You're
a bitch and a cunt and a filthy slut!"

   "Thank you, darling - high praise indeed!" laughed Christa, her delight
at her 5-year-old's words suddenly enhanced when she realized that her
neighbour had overheard Tammy and was looking at her with a stony
expression.

   "How can you allow Tammy to talk to you in that disgraceful fashion?"
said Primrose, her face flushing with indignation.  "If that was my child
I'd give her bottom a good hard spanking!"

   "Why don't you spank her for me, then?  I find it difficult to
discipline Tammy in that way myself - I imagine many other mothers have the
same difficulty." Christa didn't really expect that her offer would be
taken up but was surprised that Primrose seemed to be considering it rather
than rejecting it outright.

   "Are you serious?" said Primrose at last.

   "Absolutely.  I'd love to see you smack Tammy's lovely little bum!"

   "She certainly deserves it.  I never imagined that such a young child
could have even have heard of the vile names she was calling you."

   Christa wasn't about to even attempt to explain how wonderfully arousing
it was for her to hear her 5-year-old calling her those so-called `vile'
names.  Perhaps that was something which she would find herself able to
undertake in the near future, if events panned out in the way she hoped. 
For the moment she was looking forward intensely to watching Primrose
disciplining Tammy.  The 5-year-old was becoming used to receiving
spankings from her mother, but those which were intended to give erotic
pleasure to both participants and thus not too severe.

   "Do you want her panties pulled down?" asked Christa a few minutes
later. Primrose had shown her into the living-room and briskly taken a seat
on a leather couch, indicating to Christa that she wanted Tammy placed face
down across her lap.

   "Yes, I suppose so," said Primrose, somewhat hesitantly.  If she was to
give the 5-year-old an effective spanking it was important to do so on her
bare bottom, but she was well aware that doing so was inevitably
introducing a sexual element which she found to be disturbingly not
unwelcome to her.  She couldn't help but be conscious of the loveliness of
Tammy's rounded bum as Christa uncovered it, together with a growing desire
to fondle the two soft cheeks, rather than spank them.

   "Go on, then," urged Christa, noting with delight the growing lust in
her neighbour's eyes.  "Give the little slut a good hiding!"

   Primrose stifled an objection to the 5-year-old being referred to as a
`slut', for the way Tammy was now wriggling her bare bottom in what could
only be called a lascivious manner was indeed slutty behaviour, and
particularly reprehensible in such a young child.

   Such thinking led Primrose to now spank Tammy with a greater degree of
severity than she at first intended.  Chastising another woman's child was
a wonderful experience, but the difficulty was knowing how far to go. 
Recalling the obscene names that Tammy had called her mother provoked her
to increase the strength of her slaps, even as she had to admit to herself
that imagining her own child calling her such names gave her a perverse
thrill which, despite her feelings of shame, she secretly relished.

   "A little harder, please," instructed Christa, after Primrose had
briskly delivered half-a-dozen firm slaps to the 5-year-old's deliciously
plump bottom.  "We haven't had much in the way of tears yet, have we?  Most
disappointing!"

   When she herself had spanked Tammy, Christa had been careful to restrain
herself so that her little girl had experienced the borderline between
pleasure and pain which made a spanking such an arousing event for her. 
That didn't alter the fact that she longed for the 5-year-old to be
occasionally given a harsher beating, even if she felt unable to do so
herself.

   Primrose was more than ready to heed Christa's command, for already she
was experiencing feelings which, disturbing as they were, were exciting to
a degree which she had rarely felt in her life.  She raised her hand high
and brought it down with increasing vigour on the 5-year-old's already
reddened bum cheeks until, to her delight, Tammy's tears began to flow as
she quietly wept.

   Christa sat on the floor by Tammy and licked the tears from her eyes. 
"You deserve being spanked, don't you, darling?  Don't think that crying is
going to fool me, though.  You're such a whore that I know you must be
enjoying it!"

   This time Primrose felt she had to comment.  "How can you call your own
child by such an offensive name?  She's a very naughty girl, but she can
hardly be described as a whore - or a slut, for that matter."

   "That's a matter of opinion.  How would you describe a little girl who
becomes sexually excited when she's spanked?"

   Primrose looked shocked.  "How can you say such an awful thing about
your own child?"

   "Why awful?  Wonderful would be a better word, surely?  I glory in the
fact that Tammy is already beginning to experience the delights of sexual
pleasure.  I bet you anything that her little pussy is getting nice and
wet. Let's have a look, shall we?"

   Before Primrose could respond, Christa had picked Tammy up and sat down
with the little girl on her lap, pulling her legs wide apart so that
Primrose had a good view of the 5-year-old's plump vulval mound.

   "Look at that!" said Christa admiringly, as she carefully spread her
daughter's pussy lips.  "You can't deny that Tammy is aroused, can you?"

   "No, I don't suppose I can," said Primrose, apparently reluctantly,
though gazing intently at the 5-year-old's inner labia, which were
glistening with a sticky wetness which enhanced their pinkness.

   "Let's get back to the business in hand, though," said Christa, highly
pleased by the look of desire on her friend's face.  "Tammy's legs could do
with a few hard slaps, wouldn't you say?  Give the sweet little cunt
something to really cry about!"

   Primrose didn't protest this time at Christa's use of such an obscene
word to call her child, and though she was undoubtedly startled she
couldn't help but use it herself, under her breath, as she energetically
slapped the back of both of the 5-year-old's spreadeagled legs.

   "Say it out loud!" urged Christa, when she realized what Primrose was
muttering.  "Tell my darling what she really is!"

   Instead of doing what she was asked, Primrose was silent for a minute as
she continued to slap Tammy's legs, sharing a delighted smile with Christa
when the 5-year-old began to weep in earnest.  Then she slowed down the
tempo of her blows, but after each one spat out `cunt!' with increasing
intensity, experience a surge of deep sexual joy as she did so.  The warm
moistness between her legs was growing more pronounced, a sensation which
reminded her of times long ago, before she had learnt to deeply suppress
her sexuality in an attempt to pretend that it was unimportant in her life.
That had been a mistake she now realized, and it was something she would
have to come to terms with.  For now, though, she simply wanted to enjoy
the wonderful experience of beating Tammy, though enjoyment was a woefully
inadequate way of describing her elation.

   "Let's have the little slut on your lap again," said Christa.  "The back
of her thighs could do with some more loving attention, don't you agree?"

   Primrose could only smile in agreement, holding the weeping 5-year-old
down with one hand as she slapped the back of her legs with the other one
until her arm became tired.

   "Have a rest," suggested Christa.A "Feel her up a bit until you're ready
to go on."

   "I don't know if I should," said Primrose, looking at her friend as
though wanting encouragement.

   "Don't be silly!  Little girls like Tammy and Francie are meant to be
kissed and fondled and fingered - and for that matter to be fucked hard as
soon as possible.  And don't they just adore being used like the whores
they are!"

   "Oh, my God!" moaned Primrose, part of her wanting to protest but the
newly-awakened sexual side of her nature finally prevailing.  She
feverishly groped Tammy's rounded little bottom before reaching between her
legs to fondle her plump vulva, causing the 5-year-old's whimpers to be
replaced by moans of pleasure.

   "Tammy loves being molested!" said Christa.  "And why wouldn't she?  If
only more parents could be made to understand that sexually using their
kids should be a natural part of a happy family life."

   Primrose wasn't capable at that moment of rejecting her neighbour's
outrageous statement, particularly as her finger was probing Tammy's vulval
slit.  She could only explain her own molestation of the 5-year-old by
blaming the child and her mother for inveigling her into a compromising
situation, taking advantage of desires which she hadn't even realized she
possessed.

   Her solution to the confusion in her mind was to temporarily put it to
one side as she enthusiastically resumed the slapping of Tammie's legs,
egged on by Christa's vocal encouragement.

   The back of the 5-year-old's thighs soon became deeply reddened,
gladdening the heart of Primrose to a degree which greatly surprised her.
It was true that there was a part of her which simply exulted in the
disciplining of the ill-behaved child, a disciplining which she was sorely
in need off, but she couldn't hide from herself the fact that she was
sexually aroused.  That arousal was undoubtedly intensified by her
acceptance that she desired Tammie, however strenuously she attempted to
pretend otherwise.  Nor could she ignore the fact that just the thought of
spanking her own little girl, a particularly well-behaved child, almost
brought her to a spontaneous climax.

   Tammie's tearful whimpering became louder and more insistent, breaking
out into a more persistent wailing which had Christa and Primrose sharing
delighted looks, the first sign, perhaps, thought Christa, of an
understanding between the neighbours, based on their mutual desire for
little girls, a desire which Primrose was no doubt still not quite able to
accept in herself.

   "I need a wee, Mummy!" cried out the 5-year-old as Primrose rested her
arm for a moment.  "I need a wee now!"

   "Nice try, little one!" laughed Christa, indicating to her neighbour
that she should continue the spanking.

   Primrose opened Tammy's legs wide and began to sharply slap the insides
of her thighs in a thoroughly determined manner which Christa could only
admire.  The 5-year-old's increasingly insistent crying aroused her mother
enormously, seeing as she could that Primrose was hitting the little girl a
good deal harder than she would have been able to do herself while keeping
the severity of her chastisement within reasonable limits.  It was only
when Primrose gave a little cry of surprise that Christa realized that
perhaps Tammy's need had been as urgent as she said.

   "She's peeing on me!" said Primrose, sounding somewhat startled but at
the same time not at all unhappy.  There was something undoubtedly arousing
about feeling the 5-year-old's warm urine soaking through her dress and
panties and wetting her already hot and moist pussy.

   "Let it all out, child!" she said encouragingly.  "It's alright, Tammy,
dear.  You told us you needed a wee, so there's no need to be upset.  Have
you finished now?"

   Receiving a tearful murmur of assent, Primrose lifted the 5-year-old up
and held her against her body, feeling that being urinated on by the child
had somehow connected them in a perverse way.

   "Are you very wet?" asked Christa, not too concerned by Primrose's
plight as she could see by the look on her neighbour's face that she was
far from displeased, and encouraged by her referring to Tammy as `dear',
itself surprising.

   "Delightfully wet!" said Primrose, unable to pretend that she was
anything other than elated.  "It feels really good in a strange kind of
way, though I'm not sure I should admit as much."

   "Why not?" asked Christa, with a smile.  "Little girls are an endless
source of pleasure, in all kinds of delightfully sexy ways!"

   Tammy was still quietly weeping and Primrose gently stroked her flushed
cheeks and then kissed the top of the 5-year-old's head, smiling back at
Christa in a slightly sheepish way as if being ashamed of being seen to act
tenderly towards the child.

   "I usually let Tammy suck on my breast if she gets a little weepy when
I've spanked her," said Christa.  "Perhaps you would like to ... "

   "Oh, I don't think so," interrupted Primrose quickly, suddenly afraid to
acknowledge her powerful sexual feelings for the little girl.

   Too late, though.  Christa was already deftly unbuttoning the front of
her friend's dress and pushing her bra aside to expose her left breast, its
nipple enticingly erect.  Primrose had no intention of protesting further,
sighing with contentment when Tammy immediately fastened her little mouth
on the engorged teat and began to eagerly suckle her.

   Noticing that Primrose's 6-year-old daughter had sidled into the room
and was watching her mother and Tammy with wide-eyed interest, Christa
beckoned to her.  "Come and join the fun, Francie.  Your mummy has still
got one titty free for you."

   Christa lifted out her friend's right breast from the front of her dress
and offered it to Francie who was now clambering on to her mother's lap. 
"You want to do this, don't you, Primrose?"

   "Yes!  Yes!  You know I do!" muttered Primrose ungraciously, pulling her
little girl's mouth firmly against her stiff nipple and moaning with
delight as the 6-year-old began to suck her with fierce enthusiasm.

   She was completely happy at that moment, she realized.  How could she
not be, she thought, with two lovely little girls sucking hard at her
swollen nipples, while her piss-soaked panties were clinging to her hot,
wet cunt?

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