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 Author: David Stephens
Title: All About Eve
Part: Chapter 9
Keywords: FF/gb, inc, pedo



   All About Eve - Chapter 9

   by David Stephens

   Primrose waited for a moment for Melinda's reply and then continued: "I
can think of more than one little-girl lover of my friends who would love
to get his hands on a cute little boy like Liam and have his wicked way
with him.  If he was mine I wouldn't hesitate to let my pedo friends molest
him.  Liam would enjoy it as well, I'm sure."

   "I don't know," said Melinda, looking doubtful but encouraging Primrose
by at least not appearing to be in any way scandalized by her remarks. 
"He's a shy little boy and he hasn't had a lot to do with men since his
father left.  He could do with a man in his life again, but I'm not sure in
the way you envisage!"

   At least Melinda was taking her comments lightly, thought Primrose,
happy to have planted some no doubt disturbing ideas in her new friend's
mind where they would hopefully mature and perhaps come to fruition.

   "Let's talk about it another time.  Would you like to make up Francie
now, and perhaps I could have Liam on my lap and make friends with him."

   The 5-year-old happily allowed Primrose to take him on her knee and
cuddle him, her smiling face and soothing voice making him feel comfortable
against the pillow of her breasts.  The little butterfly kisses she
immediately gave him on his brow and cheeks were more than acceptable, for
he was a child who loved being kissed and cuddled by his mother and was
content to receive the same treatment from her pretty new friend.

   Melinda beckoned to Francie and sat the 6-year-old down beside her.  If
her task was to make up the child like a child prostitute, she was
determined to do a good job and transform her into the most captivating
little whore imaginable.  After all, there could be no harm in what she was
doing.  It was only play-acting, albeit in an undoubtedly perverse fashion.
She had to believe that Primrose's comments about Liam and her supposed
pedo friends were also part of the play-acting, though part of her was
excited by the thought that perhaps the pedo friends actually existed.

   She carefully applied the `Scarlet Flame' to Francie's lips and then to
her small pale-pink nipples, tweaking each one first to make them partially
erect.  Searching in her handbag she found some violet eyeshadow and candy
pink blusher which she applied to the 6-year-old's face, being so involved
in her task that she was hardly aware that the kisses Primrose was giving
to her young son had now moved from his cheeks to his mouth and were
becoming wet and lingering.

   When she did become aware, Melinda was more concerned by the success of
her making up of Francie to be overly worried by the way that Primrose was
now licking all over Liam's face, to the little boy's giggling delight. 
That was something she would like to try out for herself, she thought, as
soon as she had the opportunity.  She wondered what else Primrose would do
to the 5-year-old which she could learn from, always supposing that she was
dissolute enough to want to, a possibility which was she realized was
becoming more likely by the minute.

   "Go and look in the mirror now, Francie," said Melinda when she had
applied the finishing touches to the 6-year-old's make-up.  "If I say so
myself, I've done a good job there.  You were a pretty little girl before I
started - now you're a good-looking whore.  I can't imagine that any
real-life child prostitute could ever be as lovely as you."

   Francie was entranced as she gazed at herself in the full-length mirror.
She was used to being told how sexy she was, but for the first time
actually believed that she was.  Melinda had cleverly not used too much
make-up on Francie's face, but just sufficient to enhance the 6-year-old's
natural attractiveness without obscuring it.  On her nipples however she
had applied ample lipstick, so accentuating them admirably.

   "I am a good-looking whore, aren't I, Mummy?" Francie asked, but not
with the diffidence that she would have once spoken.

   "Without doubt you are - absolutely!  I'm so proud that my little girl
is such a hot bitch!  Melinda has done a really good job on you!"

   Talking of pride, Melinda thought, how strange but exciting that I'm so
proud of myself for so successfully making-up a 6-year-old girl to look
like a child whore, and for receiving praise from the girl's mother for
such a wildly inappropriate act!  The point was, did she make her excuses
and leave now with Liam, before she was possibly drawn into something even
more outrageous, or stay and see what happened next?

   All her natural conventionality told her that the first of those options
was surely the only one to consider, and yet for the moment all she could
do was gaze with desire at Francie as the little girl smilingly turned from
the mirror.  And then Primrose said something which she knew should have
shocked her but was in fact to prove a turning point.

   "Can I put my tongue in Liam's mouth, Melinda?  He loves being kissed on
the lips, but I badly need to french him now, and I just know he will enjoy
it as much as me!"

   Now was the time to leave, thought Melinda, if ever there was one.  And
yet the thought of this woman who she hardly knew french-kissing her
darling little boy was so intoxicating that she rapidly came to the point
of persuading herself that perhaps Liam would indeed enjoy it!

   Primrose was well aware that Melinda was close to agreeing to her
request, despite her understandable reservations, and so decided to try and
make sure that she did so.

   "I think it's only fair that I give you the same privilege with Francie.
Only if she wants to, of course."

   This was said with a smile, for Primrose knew that the chances of her
little girl turning down the opportunity of smooching with Melinda was
pretty remote.

   "You know I want to, Mummy!" said the 6-year-old, returning to her seat
by Melinda.

   "Well, I thought that even a dirty slut like you would hesitate over
tongue-kissing a young woman you've only just met."

   "That doesn't make any difference!  Melinda is nice and pretty and sexy
and I want to be a dirty slut for her!"

   Melinda had often had periods of self-doubt as to her attractiveness,
but the 6-year-old's words changed all that in an instant.  If Francie
thought she was pretty and sexy then she was prepared to believe it.  She
had to believe it, for more than anything she wanted to please this
adorable child in any way she could, and if there was a sexual element in
that giving of pleasure, all the better!

   "I would imagine that Francie will want you to masturbate her while
you're kissing," said Primrose, pausing to lick Liam's throat as she
unfastened the top two buttons of his shirt.  "A tongue in her mouth and a
hand on her cunt go together in my little girl's slutty world.  I don't
suppose you're at all used to such lewdness of behaviour, but I'm afraid
you'll have to get used to it if you want to know us both better, and I
really hope you do."

   "I'll have to get used to it," said Melinda, with a smile, "because I
would love to get to know you and Francie better."

   As Melinda took Francie into her arms, Primrose said: "I take it you
have no objection to me slipping my tongue into Liam's mouth then?"

   "Any decent woman would appalled by such a question, so it seems that I
must be an indecent woman.  It feels good, I must say!  Please do put your
tongue in my little boy's mouth.  If only I'd realized before that I'm not
as decent as I thought I was, I'd have done the same a long time ago."

   "And you don't mind me putting my hand inside his clothes and fondling
him while we kiss?  If he seems to enjoy that I'd like to play with his
little cock, if that's not a step too far for you."

   Of course it's a step too far, thought Melinda, or at least would have
been for the respectable woman I used to be.  It was clear to her that if
she wanted to get her hand between Francie's legs, she would have to accept
her new friend's hand on her little boy's cock.  And after all, however
depraved it may be for a mother to allow another woman to molest her child
in such a way, it could hardly harm him in any way.  She was aware that she
was attempting to defend what many would say was indefensible, but knew
that she could only give one answer to Primrose's question.

   "No, it's not a step too far," said Melinda huskily.  "Liam loves being
cuddled while he's being kissed anyway, so I don't see why I should object
to you putting your hand inside his clothes.  I wish I could be so lucky!"

   Melinda blushed as she said this, having until that very moment not
realized how attracted she was to Primrose.  The sense of erotic arousal in
the room seemed to be bringing out hidden facets of her sexuality which she
had been unaware were there, or perhaps which she had unconsciously
suppressed until now.

   "You'll get your turn, in time, you sexy thing!" said Primrose, before
pulling Liam to her and fastening her mouth to his.

   Melinda had her own mouth pressed against Francie's in an instant, her
tongue sliding between the 6-year-old's soft lips as she slipped her hand
up the little girl's dress to discover, delightfully, that she wasn't
wearing any panties.

   Primrose's tongue was now exploring Liam's warm mouth with an eagerness
which at first slightly bemused the 5-year-old, but which he soon learned
to thoroughly enjoy.

   "Mummy!" said Francie after a while, as her lover's lips moved to her
throat.  "Melinda's feeling my cunt!"

   "Are you complaining, child?"

   "No, it's lovely!  I just wanted to know if I could call her a
pedo-bitch now, like you call Christa?"

   "If you keep opening your legs for her like that and shamelessly let her
feel you up, I imagine she'll allow you to call her anything you like!"

   Before Melinda could push her tongue back into Francie's mouth, the
6-year-old eagerly whispered fondly into her lover's ear.

   "You dirty, fucking pedo-bitch!  You're a whore and a cunt and a filthy
slut!"

   Melinda was elated by the little girl's words.  No endearments that a
man had ever given her could match the excitement she felt on hearing the
6-year-old's affectionately-spoken obscenities.  Her tongue was soon
twining wetly with Francie's again as she continued to explore between the
little girl's widely-open legs.  How glorious it was to be called a
pedo-bitch by this adorable child, she thought.  The only thing that could
possibly better that was having her own darling little boy calling her a
pedo-bitch and mouthing gross obscenities into her ear!

   When Melinda eventually took her tongue out of Francie's mouth to lick
and suck on her ears, the 6-year-old said to her mother: "Can Melinda spit
in my mouth so we can have a nice, sloppy kiss?"

   Primrose smiled.  "She can do pretty much what she likes to you while
she's letting me molest her sexy little boy!"

   Primrose watched entranced as Melinda readily drooled a copious amount
of her saliva between Francie's eagerly-open lips and then spat forcefully
into her mouth.  The subsequent lingering kiss was as sloppy and noisily
enthusiastic as Francie had wished for, and a revelation to Melinda who
until that moment would never have believed that she could be so
overwhelmingly aroused by kissing a 6-year-old child.

   It was only then that it occurred to Melinda that while she had been
enjoying herself with Francie, Primrose had been free to molest her darling
little boy as she wished.  Her main worry was that her new friend would
attempt to push a finger into his anus - an intrusion which she didn't
believe the 5-year-old was ready for, even though she had fantasized about
it more than once herself, feeling dreadfully ashamed of herself
afterwards.

   It was soon apparent, though, that Primrose was still too occupied with
her own sloppy tongue-kissing of Liam to think too much about other forms
of molestation, for the time being at least.  Her hand was inside his
unbuttoned shirt, fondling his belly and lightly pinching his tiny nipples,
but it was only when she removed her tongue from the 5-year-old's mouth
that she slid her hand into his shorts.

   Her own hand still on Francie's hot, moist pussy, Melinda said eagerly:
"Take Liam's shorts off, so I can see!"

   "Of course!" replied Primrose.  "Let's have his shirt off as well, while
we're at it."

   Within seconds the 5-year-old was naked, Primrose holding his legs apart
to display his little penis which began to stiffen up quite noticeably
after she had gently massaged it between her fingers for a while.

   "I don't suppose the little chap is old enough to achieve a full
erection, but he's getting quite hard now, isn't he?  I imagine mummy is
wondering what it would feel like to have her little boy's cock sinking
into her hot, juicy cunt, isn't she?"

   "Oh, don't, Primrose!" said Melinda, feeling a sense of deep arousal
overlaid with uneasiness.  "You're making me think things about my boy that
no mother should surely even contemplate."

   Primrose laughed.  "That's what I intended to do!  Soon you'll not only
be thinking the unthinkable but acting on those thoughts, if my own
experience is anything to go by.  Doesn't Liam have a little girlfriend who
would welcome his cock in her fat toddler cunt, or perhaps you don't want
to think about that, either?"

   Melinda flushed but for a moment said nothing, and then, with some
hesitancy: "Liam is quite friendly with next door's little Cherry, who's a
year or two younger than him.  I must say that it would be lovely to see
him on top of Cherry, with her chubby little legs around him as he pumps
into her!  I don't see how that could ever happen, though."
"If you want it to happen, you'll find a way, believe me.  And you know

that you really do want it to happen."

   During this conversation, Melinda's hand had been less active on
Francie's pussy, and now the 6-year-old reminded her of that fact.

   "Rub my cunt harder now, Melinda!  Please make me cum!"

   For the moment Melinda pushed tantalizing images of her little boy and
Cherry to the back of her mind as she concentrated on bringing Francie to a
satisfying climax, a task she successfully completed while making the
6-year-old whimper with joy.

   "Thank you, pedo-bitch Mel!" said Francie happily, licking her own
juices from Melinda's hand.  "You made me cum really good!  Will you
masturbate me the next time you come here, please?  You could put your
finger up my bum while you're doing it, if you like!"

   "You're painting a very enticing picture for Melinda, child," said
Primrose with a smile, "but we can decide exactly how she's going to molest
you the next time she's here.  However, Grant will be arriving home in a
short while and it's probably best if he doesn't find our visitors here. 
He's generally horny, for which Francie and I are very grateful, and I do
believe he'd find it very difficult not to rape Liam on sight if he found
him here."

   "Another enticing picture," said Melinda softly, blushing as she did so.

   "Isn't it just?" laughed Primrose.  "I don't think Liam is quite ready
for that, though, is he?  One step at a time is the name of the game. 
Speaking of which, would you mind if I gave Liam a love-bite before you go?
Not where it could be seen, of course - I was thinking of his inner thigh."

   This was said with such an air of nonchalance, as though it was an
everyday request to make to the mother of a 5-year-old child, that Melinda
had to smile.

   "Why not?  You seem to have bewitched me somehow.  You ask me if you can
perform some act of casual depravity on my darling boy and after no more
than a moment's misgiving I agree!"

   "Perhaps because you know really that it would be a crying shame not to
perform acts of depravity on such a lovely little boy, once you've cast of
the shackles of conventional morality, if I can put it that way.  And also,
no doubt, because you must have divined that allowing me to molest Liam
will inevitable lead to you having the same privileges with Francie?"

   "I would be loathe to turn down that opportunity, it's true," said
Melinda, looking lovingly at Francie.  "You've done a first-class job of
corrupting me, Primrose.  I would never have believed, before today's
events, that I would be prepared to freely hand over my beloved boy to a
debauched pedophile so that I in turn can sexually abuse her 6-year-old
daughter."

   "It feels wonderful, doesn't it?  Admit it, woman."

   "Yes it does, damn you!  I know that I'm slowly becoming as debased as
you, and I'm ashamed to say that I feel absolutely elated."

   "Don't be ashamed, Melinda.  You've joined the ranks of pedo moms and
you should glory in that fact.  A pedo mom accepts that if you truly love
your child you must have an active sexual relationship with him or her. 
That leads to a wonderfully intimate link between mother and child which is
like no other.  Of course, she may well encourage other family members to
molest her child, where she thinks it is safe to do so.  Her husband or
partner is the obvious contender, but sometimes grandparents or aunts and
uncles become involved, and that is also a very good thing."

   "Or a young woman who calls on you hoping for friendship, not realizing
that she's going to end up exchanging kids with her new friend for
gloriously depraved pedo sex?"

   "That's a very special thing as well," laughed Primrose.  "Especially
when the young woman in question is a hot-looking slut like you!"

   "I thought you were going to give Liam a love-bite?" said Melinda,
glowing from being called a hot-looking slut.  "You said your other half
was due, and enticing as the thought is, as I said, I agree with you that
he's not quite ready to be raped."

   "Another time, perhaps?" said Primrose teasingly.

   "Perhaps," replied Melinda softly, hardly knowing whether she was really
contemplating the gross violation of her darling boy.

   Primrose left it that, knowing that it was best not to push her friend
too hard.  She was confident that in a short time Melinda would inevitably
come to the conclusion that what Liam needed in his life more than anything
was a length of hard cock deep in his little bottom - a loving mother could
hardly come to any other decision.

   For the time being she was happy to lay Liam down on the sofa and kiss
and suck on the tender flesh at the top of his right thigh as she lovingly
fondled his stiff little prick.  The 5-year-old softly moaned throughout,
clearly enjoying being molested, as Primrose had confidently expected.

   "I'll have to leave it at that," she said after a minute or so, proudly
inspecting the vividly red bite mark she had left on Liam's thigh,
glistening with her saliva.  "I do love leaving a mark on the children I
desire - and as for them they have a memento of a hopefully enjoyable
experience for a few days."

   It only remained for Melinda to hurriedly dress Liam and take leave of
Primrose and Francie, promising that she would soon return for another
delightful session of pedo sex.

   "Will you tell Grant about Liam and me?" asked Melinda, uncertain as to
whether she wanted the answer to be positive or not.

   "Yes, certainly!  I know he'll want to meet you both sometime, when I've
explained what a sweet little boy Liam is and how ravishing a bitch you
are. Don't worry about me saying that Grant would rape your boy on sight -
that was just said for effect.  Not that he won't be eager to sodomize Liam
when you judge that he's ready for cock, but until then there are lots of
ways they can have fun together, and with us.  For one thing, I'd love to
see the child sucking on Grant's cockhead, or licking his balls, or ...,
well there are so many ways of sexually using a willing child, and I do
believe that Liam is going to prove a willing slut indeed!"

   As Melinda and Liam walked home they continually looked at each and
smiled, for the time being not needing to say anything.  It had been a
life-changing day for Melinda and one which she knew she would never
forget. I am a pedophile, she thought, and feel a sense of euphoria
accepting that fact.  In the days and weeks to come I'm going to sexually
abuse my darling little boy and allow others to abuse him.  I'm going to
molest Francie again and hopefully other little girls.  And I feel no sense
of shame about those things.  It feels wonderful to be a pedophile!  It
feels wonderful to be a pedo mom!

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