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 Author: David Stephens
Title: Signs of Love
Part: Chapter 2
Keywords: FFF/g, inc, pedo



   Signs of Love - Chapter 2

   by David Stephens



   "Brace yourself, Olivia - I'm going to give that lovely cunt of yours
one hell of a pounding!"

   The 7-year-old squealed with shocked delight at her mother's words, not
noticing the smile that Carol had shared with Laura.  Olivia had looked
forward for months to being fucked by her mother but now that the time had
come she was becoming increasingly nervous, wondering how she could
possibly take the thick phallus of Carol's strap-on in her tiny holes.

   Laura assumed that her daughter's smile was an indication that her
provocative words were not intended to be taken literally.  After all,
Livvy was such a slightly-built child that, for all the exciting talk of
her being forcefully raped, the deep penetration of her vagina and rectum
by strap-on surely needed to be undertaken with care.  Carol deeply loved
Olivia and would surely not do anything to harm the little girl, and yet
her lust for the 7-year-old was clearly so powerful that it was possible
that it would get the better of her natural maternal feelings.

   "You do want me to fuck your cunt, don't you, sweetie?" asked Carol,
teasingly rubbing the tip of the phallus against her little girl's vulval
slit.  "Or would you prefer me to sodomize you first?  It's entirely up to
you, my darling bitch."

   "Cunt first, Mummy, please!" said the 7-year-old, smiling sweetly. 
"Then you can fuck my bum.  And then I want Nanna to rape me in both my
little holes, and then ... "

   "And then," interrupted Carol with a laugh, "you will have had quite
enough for the time being, even for a perverted little girl like you."

   "I am a pervert, aren't I, Mummy?" stated Olivia, with a good deal of
evident pride.  "I'm a perverted whore.  A dirty, perverted whore.  A
dirty, fucking perverted whore!"

   "Yes, child - you're a dirty, fucking perverted whore and Mummy loves
you for it!  And so does your Nan, I'm sure, though I never thought I'd be
able to say that."

   "Do you love me for being a dirty whore, Nanna?" asked the 7-year-old,
as she grasped her mother's phallus with both hands and pulled it's tip
into the warm moistness of her pussy slit.  "Are you going to make me your
cunt, like Mummy did?"

   "The dirtier you are, the more I adore you, Livvy!  And yes, I intend to
make you my cunt, with Mummy's permission, and together we'll abuse you
like all pretty little girls ought to be abused, if only the world was made
as it should be."

   "Of course you have my permission to make Olivia your cunt!" said Carol
enthusiastically as she pushed deeper into the tight grip of the
7-year-old's vagina.  "In fact, I positively insist on it!  She's such a
horny slut that she really needs at least two of us to abuse her with the
thoroughness that she deserves."

   "I thought perhaps that you had your friend Clare marked down as someone
who could be persuaded to molest Livvy, given her apparently pervy
behaviour."

   "That could happen, and quite possibly will.  I do hope so, particularly
when her little girl, Fern, is such a peach!  Look in that folder on the
chair there.  I took some photos of the little sweetheart not long ago and
they're well worth a look."

   Laura took a dozen glossy prints from the folder and examined them with
growing interest.  All of them showed a little girl of about Olivia's age
well aware of her attractiveness, judging by the confident way she posed
for the camera.  She wore only an ultra-short mini-skirt of stonewashed
blue denim and a matching unfastened waistcoat with nothing underneath, and
positively exuded sexual allure.

   "Does Fern's mother know about these," asked Laura curiously.

   "Clare asked me to take them!  She chose Fern's outfit and positively
preened when I told the child what a sexy little girl she was and how
pretty her legs were.  Even when I asked Fern to pull her denim waistcoat
open so that I could get a good view of her nipples, mum made no objection
at all, only looking more gratified."

   "There are some more photos here," said Laura, delving into the folder
and looking at them closely.  They showed the same girl but this time
dressed only in the denim mini-skirt.  A smiling young woman, presumably
Clare, was kneeling by her daughter's side and in each image proudly
indicating with her finger one of the dozen or so love-bites which marked
her little girl's neck and the pale creamy skin of her flat chest.

   "They were taken a week or so after the others.  Clare and I had had a
few lovely kissing sessions with Fern and then one afternoon I took the
little darling's top off and began sucking on a nipple, wondering how Clare
was going to react.  She just fastened her mouth to Fern's other nip and
before long we were giving her love-bites all over her neck and chest, and
it was Clare who insisted I took those photos."

   "Mummy!" said Olivia plaintively, "you're supposed to be fucking me, not
talking about Fern!"

   Carol laughed.  "I'm just giving you time to get used to the size of the
dildo before I fuck you properly.  You do like Fern, don't you, sweetie?"

   "Yes, Mummy.  She's pretty, isn't she?"

   "A pretty little whore indeed.  I'm going to have her in the near
future, if my plans come to fruition, and I'm sure they will.  It's not as
if Clare is likely to do anything other than encourage me."

   "Can you feel the dildo stretching your vagina open, Livvy?" asked
Laura, holding the 7-year-old firmly against her breasts as Carol pushed
deeper into her little girl.

   "Yes, Nanna.  It hurts a bit but it feels really good.  I am lucky to
have a mummy who wants to fuck me, aren't I?"

   "More than you realize, child.  Just think of all those lovely little
girls at your school who really ought to be given a good seeing to on a
regular basis.  I suppose there must be some right-thinking mothers who are
lovingly abusing their young daughters in the privacy of their homes, but
not as many as there ought to be."

   "I'm coming all the way in now, darling!" said Carol, thrusting urgently
into the 7-year-old.  "I know it's your first time and I should be gentle
with you and all that, but instead I'm going to fuck you really hard
because I think you're whore enough to take it, and anyway when mummy rapes
her little girl she rapes her good!"

   The next few minutes were to prove to Laura what she had already started
to understand on that momentous afternoon.  As Carol energetically fucked
her strap-on's phallus deep into the tender young body of her 7-year-old
daughter, it was clearly apparent to Laura that this act of forceful
penetration was an expression of love as well as an act of intense lust. 
And it was also apparent that Olivia thoroughly enjoyed being ravished by
her mother, despite her occasional yells when Carol thrust into her with
particular vehemence.

   "Do you want to take over from me, Mum?" asked Carol after a while.  "I
need a breather before I bugger my darling girl."

   A loving grandmother could hardly respond negatively to such a request,
thought Laura, hurrying to swap places with her daughter.  As she
feverishly undressed and strapped on the thick black phallus, she gazed
with naked lust at Olivia, noting with delight the little girl's swollen
vulval lips and the glistening redness between them.  It looked as though
her immature vagina had taken enough punishment for the time being, but
even if Laura had been tempted to postpone her own abuse of the
7-year-old's lovely body, which in the grip of her growing lust was a
doubtful possibility, Olivia's next words settled the matter.

   "Fuck me, Nanna!  Fuck me hard!  Rape my cunt, Nanna!  Fuck your dirty
whore, Nanna!"

   "Come on, Mum!" said Carol eagerly, holding apart the 7-year-old's legs.
"The little slut is gagging for it - do her good and hard!"

   And, to Laura's surprise, she did indeed do Olivia good and hard, to use
Carol's expression.  Any reticence she may have felt about deeply
penetrating the already sorely-abused vagina of the slightly-built little
girl was swiftly overcome by her own intense arousal and her daughter's
vocal encouragement, together with Olivia's ecstatic moans.

   "I'm into the sweet bitch as deep as I can get now," said Laura,
continuing to ravish the 7-year-old with untiring vigour.  "If I'd known
before that I was blessed with such a perverted whore for a granddaughter,
I'd have raped her long ago!"

   "Olivia is naturally slutty, I'm proud to admit," said Carol, with a
smile, "but I hope I can take some credit for bringing her up the right
way. Over the last few years I've spent a lot of time sexualizing her and
teaching her how her body can be used for the pleasure of herself and
others.  And what a keen pupil she's been!  I doubt if many other mothers
have a 7-year-old daughter who's such a beautiful and enthusiastic whore!"

   It was as the tiring Laura was pulling the strap-on's phallus, sticky
with Olivia's vaginal secretions, from the tight grip of the little girl's
cunt, that a knock was heard at the back door, causing her to look at her
daughter with consternation.

   "That must be Clare," said Carol after a moment's thought.  "I forgot
that she usually comes around for a coffee and a chat most days at about
this time.  And to have a perv at Livvy, if the truth to be told.  I was
going to let her have a little play with Livvy, given that she's been kind
enough to allow me to take liberties with little Fern.  She must surely
have guessed something of what I get up to with Olivia but I'm not sure how
she'd react to a situation like this."

   "Well there's only one way to find out," said Laura.  "Even if she is
shocked and outraged, which seems unlikely given what you've both done to
little Fern, she can hardly complain about it to anyone else - those images
of Fern aren't ones she'd like to be disclosed to all and sundry."

   Seemingly persuaded by her mother's words, Carol hastily put on a
wrapper and went to the back door.  Laura could hear her daughter
explaining the situation to her friend and Clare's understandably startled
response.

   Seconds later the pair of them appeared in the living-room, Clare
smiling slightly as though she assumed that Carol was taking her for a
fool. She was an attractive raven-haired woman in her early twenties,
dressed casually in tee-shirt and jeans, her smile quickly disappearing as
she took in the situation.

   "You must be Clare!" said Laura brightly, trying to sound as if it was
entirely normal for her to be naked but for a strap-on in her daughter's
home.  "Carol's shown me the photos of your little girl.  Fern is such a
sexy little thing, isn't she?  A child ripe for abusing, if ever I saw one!
I hope you don't mind me saying that, Clare?  We may as well be open with
each other, in the circumstances."

   With that, Laura indicated Olivia who was patiently waiting on the sofa,
her legs wide open and her swollen labia slightly parted to reveal her wet,
reddened inner lips.

   "I don't mind at all," said Clare, the smile returning to her lips. 
"Since getting to know Carol my thoughts about women sexually abusing their
young daughters have undergone a transformation, from utter abhorrence of
such a thing to a feeling that it's the way that every loving mother should
use her little girl."

   "Would you like to hold Livvy while I fuck her bottom?" asked Carol,
noting that the 7-year-old was pulling her bum cheeks apart, exposing the
tight pink pucker of her anus.

   Clare quickly sat by Olivia's side and lifted the naked child on to her
lap.  "I didn't realize you were fucking Livvy.  I've been holding back
with Fern because I thought she was too young and slightly-built to be used
in that way, but if Livvy can take a dildo of that size inside her I don't
see why my darling can't also."

   "I'm not sure that a girl can be either too young or too slightly-built
to be fucked in some way, if only partially.  I can only suggest that you
finger little Fern as often as you can - I guarantee that it won't be long
before she's begging you to stretch her vagina and bottom open with
something a good deal thicker.  Little girls are so horny, at least if
Olivia is anything to go by!"

   "Fuck my ass, Mummy!" cried Olivia imploringly, as Carol hastened to
fasten the strap-on again.

   "I'll be with you in a moment, child!" laughed Carol.  "We could really
have done with two of these delightful contraptions, but how was I to know
that my own mother would turn out to be such a pervert.  You and I are
going to have a wonderful time shopping at my favourite online sex shop,
Mum - there are so many lovely toys there which we can use on Livvy!"

   "And on Fern!" insisted Clare, settling Olivia on her lap.  "I hope that
the three of us will be fucking her before too long.  Assuming, that is,
that you're going to let me ... "

   Clare hesitated as she sought to choose her words.

   "You're asking me to allow you to sexually abuse my darling little
girl?" said Carol.

   "Well, yes." replied Clare hesitantly, uncertain if the slight sternness
in her friend's voice was genuine or not.

   "I think that can be arranged," Carol said, with a smile.  "I can't wait
to get inside Fern - she's such a sexy little girl!"

   "Push it into my bum, Mummy!" demanded Olivia pleadingly as she wriggled
against the tip of the strap-on which was butting against her tiny anus.

   "Relax then, darling, and open up for me.  Here we go!"

   Clare had somehow expected that Carol would penetrate the 7-year-old
with a degree of restraint, given Olivia's tender years and the size of the
strap-on's dildo, but she was to be rapidly disabused of her expectation in
a manner which was initially startling but soon became highly arousing. 
Watching the thick shaft of the strap-on stretching open Olivia's anal
sphincter and then probing deep into her bottom was so exhilaratingly
arousing that for a moment she almost forgot to breathe and her whole body
seemed to tingle with excitement.

   "She fucking loves it!" declared Carol as she proceeded to sodomize her
little girl with increasing forcefulness, thrusting the strap-on's dildo as
deeply as possible into the 7-year-old, her already intense arousal made
even more so by Olivia's piercing shrieks.  "What a whore my darling girl
is!  Don't wait too long before you rape Fern, Clare, I implore you - if
she's anything like my sweet bitch here, she'll be as eager as anything to
open her legs for you!"

   Clare promised herself then that she would fuck her 6-year-old as soon
as possible, a decision which she accepted to be depraved in the extreme
and yet inevitable now that she had recognized that as a loving mother it
was essential that she became sexually intimate with Fern.  For the time
being she put that heady prospect to one side as she concentrated on the
rapturous feeling of having the naked body of the wailing Olivia thrust
against her rhythmically as the little girl was intensively ass-fucked.

   "I think she's had enough now," said Laura after a while, hesitant
though she was to put a halt to such a glorious demonstration of maternal
love and desire.  "Livvy is going to have a very sore bottom indeed, and
after all you can fuck her when you like now.  So can I, come to that, so I
think I'd better wait for my turn to sodomize her for a day or two until
she's recovered from your brutal assault on her bottom!"

   "I suppose you're right," said Carol, reluctantly withdrawing her
strap-on from the tight embrace of her little daughter's anus.  "I got a
little carried away there, I know, but Livvy wanted it as much as I did. 
If you're going to rape your little girl's ass you may as well make a good
job of it - it's not something you can do half-heartedly!"

   "Did you enjoy that, Olivia?" asked Clare, looking down at the pretty,
sweat-sheened face of the 7-year-old.

   "It was brilliant!" enthused the little girl, looking tired but
triumphant.  "When am I going to get a real cock up my bum, Mummy?"

   Before Carol could reply to her daughter's arousingly provocative
question, Olivia had something else to say which demanded immediate
expression.

   "Is my bum hole gaping?" the 7-year-old asked eagerly, prompted by the
several viewings of anal sex videos which her mother had shown her.

   "It surely is, darling," her grandmother said admiringly as she gazed at
Olivia's sphincter, which though normally tightly-closed was now open an
inch or so, enticingly displaying the deep red entrance of her rectum,
which as Laura had expected looked more than a little sore.

   "I agree, Mum, that Livvy's bottom hole looks a little too tender to
fuck again, just yet," said Carol reluctantly, though she had been keenly
looking forward to watching her mother rape her little girl's bum, "but
perhaps Clare might like to insert her tongue up there, if you think my
whore daughter won't find it too uncomfortable?"

   "Oh, yes, Clare!" cried Olivia excitedly, before her grandmother could
speak.  "Please stick your tongue up my bum!"

   Fearing that Laura may possibly have doubts about the further abuse of
her granddaughter's sore anus, Clare rapidly eased Olivia from her lap and
knelt before the little girl, who was invitingly keeping her legs held high
and pulling her bum cheeks apart to proudly display her gaping sphincter.

   As Clare spat into the 7-year-old's reddened hole and began working her
tongue into it, she was surprised and delighted to feel Carol's hand easing
inside her tee-shirt to unfasten her bra and then eagerly fondling her
breasts.

   "Come on, mother!" urged Carol.  "Why don't you help me to feel the slut
up?  Unless you want to ..."

   She used her free hand to indicate the removal of Clare's jeans and
Laura was happy to act on that suggestion, pulling down jeans and underwear
together and immediately exploring Clare's hot moist pussy.

   For the next few minutes, Clare felt closer to sexual bliss than she had
ever done before.  With two of Laura's fingers driving deep into her wet
vagina and Carol firmly squeezing her breasts and pinching her erect
nipples, while she herself thrust her tongue as far as possible into
Olivia's rectum, she soon achieved an intense climax and then laughed with
delight as she felt Laura lapping up the juices which were flowing from her
cunt.

   "Let me have a taste of my little girl's bottom," said Carol, fastening
her mouth to her friend's and French-kissing her with abandon, all the
while continuing to forcefully grope Clare's breasts.

   "Fucking glorious!" she exclaimed when the lingering kiss came to an
end. "My whore of a child has such a sweet-tasting ass!  I wonder if little
Fern's is as delectable?"

   "I don't see why not!" said Clare, bridling slightly at any suggestion
that her own child may not have as pleasant-tasting a bottom hole as
Olivia. "Fern has a lovely bum which deserves lots of tonguing - and come
to that a big hard cock to stretch it wide open.  Olivia asked when she was
going to get a real cock inside her, and I'm already asking that question
of Fern, even before she's been fingered."

   "Well," said Carol, "as a single mother like you, Ive managed for a
while to do without a permanent man in my life, which has had its positive
and negative sides.  I must say, though, that delightful though it's been
for Mum and I to abuse Livvy with a strap-on, I do long for her to get a
thorough fucking from a man.  Which man, though - that's the point.  Who
can we trust?"

   Laura looked pensive.  "I could perhaps have a solution to our problem.
Your father dotes on Livvy, as you know, and is always saying how pretty
she is.  I'm certain he really wants to say how sexy she is, though he
hasn't plucked up the courage as yet.  I often catch him looking at those
pics you took of Livvy in that skimpy swimsuit you bought her, and I swear
he positively drools over them.  If we go about it the right way, taking
one step at a time, I'm sure we could bring him to see that having a sexual
relationship with Olivia is the natural thing for him to do."

   "Do you really think so?" asked Carol, trying to overcome her doubts. 
"It would be wonderful if we could persuade him of that.  I've seen the way
he looks at Livvy sometimes and wondered if he had pedo tendencies, but
thought it was probably a case of wishful thinking."

   "I don't think so - I really don't.  And I know for a fact he lusts
after you.  He hasn't exactly been shy about expressing his appreciation of
your charms, particularly when he's had a drink or two."

   "So if we do manage to get him involved with Livvy and he wants to have
some fun with me as well, what will be your reaction to that?"

   "I'm all for it!  Your Dad is a vigorous man for his age and I'm quite
sure well capable of sexually satisfying you, me and Olivia - Clare as
well, I've no doubt.  To tell you the truth, I'm almost as excited by the
likelihood of watching him fucking you as I am of him fucking Livvy - and
that's extremely excited indeed!"

   Carol couldn't bring herself to be quite so confident as her mother
about the likelihood of her father becoming her lover - not to mention the
lover of his 7-year-old granddaughter.  Then again, she was sure that his
feelings for her were more that just paternal, and if he was sexually
attracted to Olivia, as was almost certain, it hardly seemed possible that
he would turn down the opportunity to use the little girl as his whore.

   In any event, it was going to be fun seeing how things panned out over
the coming weeks.  Carol was sure of one thing - Livvy would continue to
demonstrate that she was the wonderful slut, bitch and cunt that the words
decorating her lovely naked body declared her to be!

  
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