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 Author: David Stephens
Title: Irma
Part: Chapter 7
Keywords: MF/g, inc, pedo



   Irma - Chapter 7

   by David Stephens



   "Lie down, child," said Stella, pointing to the centre of the manicured
lawn which covered most of the back garden of the Kings' house.  "If your
mummy doesn't mind, I'll pee on you first and then leave you to her to give
you a really good soaking."

   "I don't mind," said Julia, "but I'm going to wet myself instead of
Tessa if I'm not careful!"

   Stella laughed.  "Don't worry, I won't be a minute and then the little
slut is all yours.  That's it, Tessa - make yourself comfortable and if I
were you I'd close your eyes, or the pee will make them smart."

   The 7-year-old lay down on the grass with her eyes tightly closed and a
smile on her pretty face.  When her mother had hesitantly told her what she
and Stella were going to do to her she had been at first shocked and then
highly excited.  Even her friend Irma hadn't been used as a toilet yet, so
she was pleased to be one up on her in their shared eagerness to be as
slutty as possible.

   Chairs had been provided for the onlookers, who settled down to enjoy
the entertainment, their eyes not only on the lovely white-clad figure of
Tessa as she lay down eagerly waiting for the first stream of piss to hit
her, but also on where Bill sat with Irma, two inches of his erect cock
still embedded in the 6-year-old's stretched anus.

   "You've not got any knickers on, Mummy!" laughed Irma in surprise, as
Stella hitched up her dress and began to squat over Tessa.  "You dirty
bitch!"

   "It takes one to know one!" replied Stella with a smile.  "There didn't
seem much point in me having underwear on, but I'm sorry if I've hurt your
sensibilities!"

   The 6-year-old tilted her head backwards and look up at her father. 
"I'm right, though, Daddy, aren't I?  Mummy is a dirty bitch, isn't she?"

   "I think we can safely agree on that, sweetie.  I would prefer to say
that she's a delightfully dirty bitch, and you and I should be extremely
grateful of that.  In any case, it's a bit rich of you saying that when
you're squirming about trying to get my cock deeper in your ass!"

   Irma giggled.  "I can feel it going in a bit more, Daddy.  My bumhole
hurts, but it's really good feeling you so big and hard inside me!"

   "Your weight's going to force me deeper inside you anyway, so there's no
need to wriggle about so much!"

   "Open your eyes for a moment, Tessa," said Stella.  "Just have look at
my pussy and see what you think.  Lovely and pink and juicy, isn't it?"

   She spread her labia and let the 7-year-old have a good look, excited by
exposing her most intimate parts to the child in this way.

   "You've got a really yummy pussy, Mrs King," said Tessa, gazing with awe
at Stella's hairy gash, already wet with arousal.

   "Not that I suppose you've seen many other pussies to compare it with,
have you?  And please call me Stella - we're all whores together here."

   "She's seen my pussy, Mummy," said Irma, with a smile.

   "Well of course she's seen your pussy, you ninny.  I meant grown-ups'
pussies.  Everybody's seen your pussy - you're not exactly shy about
exposing it to general view, are you?  Even the postwoman got an eyeful
last week when you answered the door to her and pulled down your pyjama
bottoms.  Now she keeps asking me where the pretty little girl is - yet
another victim of your charms."

   "I've seen mummy's pussy," said Tessa.  "I sometimes go into her bedroom
in the morning and she pulls her nightie up and shows me, and I show her
mine and we touch each other, and I like that a lot!"

   "I've no doubt you do," said Stella.  "Well, we're all going to see your
mummy's pussy soon, so we can see what it's like then.  In the meantime,
you'd better close your eyes again - I'm absolutely bursting!"

   "You and me both!" said Julia.

   Holding herself in a semi-squat position astride Tessa, Stella let loose
a powerful stream of straw-coloured urine which splashed all over the
7-year-old's chest and belly, saturating the thin white cotton of her
skimpy dress and moulding it to the immature loveliness of her body.  Tessa
cried out in delight as the warm piss soaked through the bottom of her
short dress and dripped between her legs, dribbling down her pussy slit.

   "That's so beautiful!" purred Iona, as she took several photos in quick
succession.  She remembered with amusement how chary she had been when
asked by Stella to take indecent photos of Irma for `Loli-sluts' magazine.
And now, just a short time later, she was fully immersed in Stella's pedo
world and wouldn't have it any other way.  Without anything actually being
said by Stella and her friends, she had been accepted as the keeper of a
photographic record of their depraved sexual activities with children.

   Her next step was to be in a position where, at least occasionally,
someone else took the photos, or videoed her, while she abused Irma or
Tessa, or any other kiddies she could get her hands on.  5-year-old Kirsty
would appear to be a very promising prospect, and she made a mental note to
see if Lindsay Palmer would introduce her to the child - perhaps she and
Lindsay could molest Kirsty together!

   There was just a weakening dribble coming from Stella now, so she made
way for Julia who squatted down with her pussy just inches from her little
girl's expectantly open mouth.

   "What do you say to Stella, child?  One should be polite in every kind
of situation, as I've tried to teach you."

   "Thank you for peeing on me, Stella!" said Tessa enthusiastically.  "It
was lovely and you can pee on me again whenever you like, if mummy says
it's alright."

   "It's not likely that mummy will have any problems with that!" laughed
Julia.  "Open wide now, Tess, darling, and try and swallow as much as you
can.  Let's see if we can fill your tummy with lots of lovely hot piss!"

   "Do it in little spurts, Julia," suggested Stella.  "There'll be too
much to swallow all in one go."

   "Good idea!  Here we go then, baby - do the best you can for mummy."

   On the first spurt of steaming urine, Tessa choked and coughed up a full
mouthful, her eyes filling with tears at the thought that she had failed in
her first attempt at becoming a piss-whore.

   "I'm sorry, Mummy!" the 7-year-old said sorrowfully.

   "It's quite alright, darling.  It was my fault really - I should have
eased off on the flow, and I will do this time.  Let's try again then."

   The second attempt was much more successful.  Tessa was able to hold a
full mouthful for a short while without spilling any, and then swallow it
down with a smack of the lips and a happy smile.

   "I did it, Mummy!" she said delightedly.

   "I knew you would.  Was it nice, darling?"

   "It was really lovely and warm and yummy, and a bit salty.  I want to
drink lots more of your pee, Mummy!"

   "You shall have your wish, child.  My bladder is full to capacity and I
want all of its contents to end up in your sweet little belly.  No talking
from now on, Tessa - let's concentrate on the job in hand."

   Julia carefully released small spurts of urine into Tessa's mouth,
giving her time to noisily swallow before filling her mouth up again. 
Between them they established a rhythm which soon had Julia's bladder
emptied and the 7-year-old's belly replete with her mother's warm piss.

   "Did you enjoy that, darling?" asked Julia, rising from her squatting
position.

   "Yes, Mummy - I enjoyed it a lot!  I'm a real piss-slut now, aren't I?"

   "Well, you've made a very promising start, that's for sure.  From now on
I give everyone here full permission to pee on you whenever they want,
without asking me first.  We'll see how you cope with that situation before
deciding whether you're a fully-qualified piss-slut or not!"

   "I don't think she'll have any problems at all," said Dolly confidently.
"The girl is a natural.  I can promise you that I'll be peeing on her in
school whenever I get the opportunity."

   Julia had noted that Lindsay and Sonya had been taking videos on their
phones, and was looking forward to viewing the results later on.  For now,
though, attention was turning to Bill and Irma.

   "Mummy," said the 6-year-old pleadingly, "will you tell daddy to fuck my
bottom properly now?  If Tessa is going to be a piss-slut, I want to be an
ass-slut."

   "And so you will be, sweetie!" Stella said, laughing.  "You don't have
to confine yourself to one kind of sluttiness, though.  I hope you'll be an
ass-slut, piss-slut, cunt-slut and any other kind of slut you care to
mention."

   "For now, though, we'll concentrate on the ass-slut angle," said Bill,
easing his erect cock an inch or two deeper into his little girl's rectum,
stretching her anal sphincter almost to its limit.

   "Push it in more, Daddy!" urged the 6-year-old excitedly.  "Push it in
all the way!"

   "You're such a whore, Irma!" said Stella proudly.

   Irma smiled at the compliment, though in rather a constrained way as she
struggled to accept the complete intrusion of her father's engorged cock
into her bottom.  Her hands tightly gripped Bill's own hands, which in turn
grasped her around her slim waist as he urgently forced himself into his
darling little girl.

   "Can you stand up with the bitch, Bill," said Dolly, "so we can see you
fucking her better?"

   "Good idea," agreed Bill.  "What does the bitch think?"

   Irma could only smile her agreement, for already her father's hands had
moved to under her thighs and he was lifting her as he rose from his seat.
His legs slightly bent, he relaxed his hold on the 6-year-old's legs,
allowing her weight to aid his penetration of her bowels, and proceeded to
sodomize her.  After several slow but powerful thrusts he had six inches
inside her, and then he began to fuck her with greater vigour, encouraged
vocally by the onlookers.

   "Fuck the slut as hard as you can!" urged Iona.  "Rape her sweet little
bum until she squeals!"

   Iona didn't have long to achieve her desire, for soon Irma was squealing
and moaning and whimpering as her daddy's rigid shaft slammed repeatedly
into her bottom with ever increasing force and tempo, her black-stockinged
legs jerking with every thrust.

   It appeared to Iona that the 6-year-old was highly aroused, for her
labia had clearly become slightly swollen and reddened as she was
ass-fucked, and her tiny clitoris noticeably more erect.  This only
reinforced her strongly-held opinion that rape was highly beneficial for
little girls and should be encouraged at every opportunity.  If only for
the fact that she would be blocking the view and thus highly unpopular, she
would have loved to work her tongue into Irma's juicy twat.

   Ralph had intended to piss on Tessa once he had watched his son-in-law
rape his little granddaughter, but now he had a quick word with his
daughter and having received a nod of approval, swiftly undressed and stood
in front of Bill and Irma, cock in hand.  The 6-year-old clearly knew what
was coming for she tightly closed her eyes and laughed through her moans as
her father continued to piston his cock into her.

   "Yes, yes!  Piss on me, Grandad!" Irma cried exultantly.  This would
show everyone that she was just as much a piss-slut as Tessa!

   Ralph carefully directed the arcing stream of urine all over the
6-year-old's body, but concentrated on drenching her hair and then aiming
at her pretty mouth, which she eagerly opened wide, swallowing as much of
her grandfather's frothing piss as she could, though much of it spilled
from her lips and splashed down her chest and belly.

   "I'm a dirty piss-whore!  I'm a dirty piss-whore!" Irma cried
jubilantly, and then yelled with even more joy as she felt her daddy's hot
semen spurt inside her bottom as he orgasmed with a triumphant shout.

   "I can feel your spunk inside me, Daddy!  It feels lovely and warm and
squishy up my bum and I want some more in me.  Come on, Grandad, fuck my
ass now and fill me with lots of creamy cum!"

   Bill passed Irma over to his father-in-law so that she faced him, her
lips meeting his as he pulled her bum cheeks apart and slid his cock into
her cummy asshole.  He spat in the little girl's mouth and tongue-kissed
her with fervour as he forced himself deeper into her little bottom.

   Stella had been somewhat doubtful of her little girl's ability to take
two hard cocks deep in her bottom in quick succession, or at least to
genuinely take pleasure from the experience.  After all she was only a
child, even if an unusually sexually experienced child.  But the way the
6-year-old was now laughingly bouncing on her grandfather's thick shaft
dispelled any shreds of her doubt.  Not to mention her now in her turn
spitting in his mouth and twining her moist tongue with his.

   "Filthy cunt!" said Ralph after they had wetly kissed for a while, his
hard cock still urgently driving into his little granddaughter's bottom.

   "Say it again, Grandad!" said Irma pleadingly, her flushed,
sweat-sheened face shining with delight.

   "Filthy cunt!  Filthy fucking cunt!" repeated Ralph obligingly, laughing
at the 6-year-old's expression of complete elation.

   "And what's more," he added after a few seconds, "a dirty whore whose
granddad is about to fill her slutty little ass with even more hot cum!"

   With a loud groan of release, Ralph thrust his cock up to the hilt in
the little girl and ejaculated several streams of semen into her rectum.

   "As soon as I pull out of you," he said into the 6-year-old's ear, "I
want you to quickly go and squat over Tessa's face and squeeze as much cum
as you can into her mouth.  Will you do that for me, darling?"

   "Yes, Grandad!" Irma happily agreed, tightening her abused anus as Ralph
withdrew his cock from her rectum.

   "That's it, sweetie," said Stella, judging from the look of
concentration on her little girl's face that she was trying hard to prevent
any semen leaking from her bumhole before she had positioned herself over
Tessa.  "Hold it all in until you're in place.  Good girl!  Now shit all
the lovely stuff down the little whore's throat!"

   Tessa had stripped off her piss-soaked dress, but after intently
watching her friend being buggered had lain back on the grass, hoping to be
urinated on again.  As soon as Irma squatted over her face, she could see
strings of cum dangling from the 6-year-old's anus, and then the sphincter
had suddenly opened with a wet farting sound and her mouth was immediately
filled with the slather of thick semen which was ejected from Irma's
bowels.

   Tessa greedily swallowed the warm curdled mess down in three gulps and
was then delighted and relieved to hear her mother say : "If any of you
ladies would care to pee on my little girl, you would be more than
welcome!"

   The contingent from school, along with Iona, were not slow to take
advantage of Julia's offer, each in turn standing astride Tessa and pissing
on her lovely naked body, with much laughter evident, particularly that of
the 7-year-old, even as her mouth was continually filled with urine.  The
evening ended with both little girls being kissed, fondled and fingered
until both their mothers agreed that, even for such enthusiastic sluts,
they had had enough for the time being and they were now ready for a shower
and then their bedtime.

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   "My bum hurts, Mummy," said Irma the following day, looking up at Stella
with a slight frown on her pretty face as they walked hand-in-hand through
the park.

   "That's hardly surprising, is it?  Your daddy and grandad gave your
bottom a really good seeing to last night, didn't they?  Having a sore
bumhole is evidence that they did their work well and should be welcomed. I
should have some ointment in my bag which will help.  You're not having
regrets are you?"

   The 6-year-old shook her head emphatically.  "It was really lovely,
Mummy.  I want to be ass-fucked lots from now on - not just by daddy and
gramps, but by anyone.  I wish there were some men here today who would
grab hold of me and take me in the woods and rape me!  Wouldn't that be
lovely?"

   "Lovely indeed," smiled Stella.  "Perhaps your wish will come true one
day."

   "That lady's sitting on our bench again.  I like her, don't you?"

   "Very much indeed.  And I know she likes you, judging by the way she
can't take her eyes off of you.  And it isn't our bench, we just happen to
sit there most times."

   Amy Howland smiled at Stella and her daughter as they approached the
bench.  She was in her mid-forties, pleasantly attractive with a slightly
plump figure which suited her.  It was true, as Stella had suggested, that
she couldn't keep her eyes from Irma.  She had led a sexually unadventurous
life and had in fact been effectively celibate since her marriage had
broken up several years previously.  Sex meant nothing to her, she told
herself, that is until her meeting with Stella and Irma.  She enjoyed their
company in many ways, but had to admit that their attraction was
sexually-based to a large extent, which she found exciting but also
worrying as regarded the 6-year-old.

   "Is that a new dress, Amy?" asked Stella.  "Very nice indeed."

   "Yes.  I thought it was time I bought something new, now that the fine
weather has finally arrived.  You don't think the neckline is too low?  I'm
not used to showing so much of myself."

   The dress was of a light-blue floral design, sleeveless with a square
neck which displayed a couple of inches of cleavage.

   "Not at all.  I would prefer it with a lower neckline, actually.  You've
a got a lovely figure and ought to show it off more often.  Why not display
your breasts with pride?  They're your best feature, after all."

   Amy was unable to say anything for a moment.  Stella hadn't made such a
personal remark to her before in their short acquaintance and she wasn't
sure how to deal with it.  She wasn't to know that Stella had decided that
her relationship with her new friend needed to be pushed to another level
if possible, a more intimate level.

   "I've never had the confidence to wear something like that," said Amy,
choosing for the moment not to comment on the remark concerning her
breasts, which she found slightly disturbing but undoubtedly exciting.

   "I'd love to see you braless in a clinging top," said Stella.  "That
would be so hot!  I can just imagine your big hard nipples pushing through
the thin material!"

   "Shall we have a look at Amy's nipples, Irma," she added, "to see if
they're as enchanting as I imagine them to be?"

   Even when the 6-year-old clambered on to her lap and with nimble fingers
began to unbutton the front of her dress, Amy could hardly bring herself to
believe that the little girl was actually going to expose her nipples.  It
would have been easy enough to lift Irma off her knee and make it clear to
her and her mother that such behavior was not at all acceptable, but she
knew without doubt that there was no way she was going to do that.

   Irma pushed down the front of Amy's unfastened dress and with it her
bra, revealing a pair of large brown nipples which were almost fully erect.

   "As beautiful as I knew they would be!" said Stella admiringly, and Amy
blushed and instinctively pulled the front of her dress down even lower to
more fully display her breasts.

   "My bottom's sore!" said Irma, as she gently tweaked Amy's nipples to
make them even harder.

   "I know it is, child," said her mother.  "I'll look for that ointment
for you."

   As she searched through the clutter in her bag, Stella blithely
explained to Amy: "Irma's daddy and grandpa were playing with her last
night and she's suffering a little today as a result of that."

   Amy smiled as though she quite understood, although how playing with her
father and grandfather could leave the 6-year-old with a sore bottom wasn't
clear - the one thought that did occur to her was so unsettling that she
tried to put it to one side immediately.

   Stella had by now discovered the tube of ointment, but decided to hide
this from Irma and see what her reaction would be, having a very good idea
of how it would be expressed.

   "I can't find the ointment I'm afraid, darling," she said, trying to
sound contrite.  "I was sure I'd put it in this bag in case we needed it."

   There was a glint in her mother's eye which made Irma suspicious, but
she wasn't about to refuse an opportunity like this.

   "You're such a stupid fucking bitch, Mummy!  You knew I was sore, so why
didn't you make sure it was in your bag?  You really are a dumb cunt,
aren't you?"

   Amy was so shocked that for a moment she couldn't say anything, though
it was clear that the 6-year-old needed admonishing severely.  However, she
thought, that task was the duty of the little girl's mother and so she
looked across to Stella, who was actually smiling at Irma, astonishingly.

   "If I'd talked like that to my mummy when I was a little girl, she'd
have slapped my legs!" Amy said, deciding that if her friend was going to
forego her responsibility as a parent, she would have to say something.

   "Oh, well," said Stella, a smile still on her face, "it was silly of me
to forget the ointment, so Irma was quite right to give me a telling off,
and after all it was meant lovingly, wasn't it, darling?"

   "Of course, Mummy," said Irma with a giggle, "you dopey bitch!"

   "I don't mind if you give her legs a few slaps now, Amy, if you want to.
I'm not sure that it will do a lot to curb her disgraceful behaviour, but
I'm sure you'll enjoy it and Irma probably will too."

   Amy wanted to explain that it wasn't a case of enjoyment but simply that
of necessary discipline, but it was a fact that when the 6-year-old readily
stood up on her lap to receive her punishment, she felt a tremor of
excitement run through her body.

   She put an arm around the little girl's waist and held her tightly as
she tentatively slapped the back of her legs, Irma helpfully lifting her
skirt high.

   "Hit the slut harder!" said Stella urgently.  "I want to hear her cry."

   What kind of mother refers to her child in such a shameful way, thought
Amy disapprovingly, but then found herself whispering `slut!' into Irma's
ear as she continued to slap her legs with increasing force until the
6-year-old began to whimper tearfully.

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