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 Author: David Stephens
Title: Sweet Little Katie
Keywords: MMF/g,inc,pedo





   Sweet Little Katie

   by David Stephens



   My daughter Katie had always been an affectionate little girl, loving to
be cuddled and kissed as she sat on my lap.  Even though she was now
8-years-old she still enjoyed hugs from her daddy, and many evenings saw us
curled up together in my comfy old armchair watching television.  This was
the happiest time of my day - it didn't really matter to me what was on the
screen while Katie's lovely young body was tightly pressed against mine. 
Of course, I told myself, there was nothing sexual in my enjoyment - it was
just a father's natural pleasure in being close to his little girl.  Even
the fact that when Katie got off my lap to go to the loo, I invariably
sported an obvious erection did nothing to change my opinion.  That was
just an automatic reaction to Katie's fidgeting bottom, I explained to
myself - nothing more.  Sharan, my wife, didn't seem to notice, or if she
did wasn't saying anything.  Katie, the little minx, certainly did notice -
giving me a little smile as she climbed back on to my lap, and giggling as
she wriggled her cute little bottom against my hard-on.  Recently she had
taken to wearing extremely short skirts with midriff-baring tops, and it
wasn't to be long before I discovered what had prompted this change from
her usual modest clothing.

   "Katie is growing up to be a sexy little thing, isn't she, Dan?" asked
Sharan one night, after our daughter had gone to bed.  "She's certainly
having an effect on you - that bulge in your trousers is getting bigger
every night!"

   So she had noticed!  She didn't seem displeased, however - in fact there
seemed to be a definite excitement in her voice.

   "Yes," I replied, with a smile, "Katie is going to be a hot little piece
in a few years - and she's pretty warm now!  I can't help it, Sharan - when
she's squirming about in my arms my body reacts, and I end up with an
erection.  You must think I'm some kind of pervert!"

   Sharan grinned.  "Well, possibly - but what's wrong with that?  At one
time I couldn't understand how any normal person could find an 8-year-old
girl like Katie sexy, but lately I've begun to change my mind!  Those short
skirts she wears showing off her pretty legs, and the tight, skimpy tops!"

   "Well you're the one who dresses her, Sharan - and a damn fine job
you're doing, if I may say so!  Ten years we've been married and I never
guessed that you had a fancy for little girls - but then again, I've only
recently admitted to myself that I have a fancy for them too!"

   "At least we're being honest about it - there must be countless other
mums and dads who have the hots for their kids, but daren't admit it. 
Personally, I don't see how any hot-blooded man could fail to be turned on
by a little beauty like Katie!  That sweet freckle-nosed face framed by her
long, auburn hair ..."

   "And her pert little bottom," I added, my erection growing ever harder.

   "And her lovely flat chest," said Sharan, with a moan in her voice,
"with her little nipples showing through her top!"

   "And the way her sweet little belly shows between her top and skirt -
how I'd love to kiss her there!"

   "Well, why don't you?" said Sharan, "What's to stop you?  I'm sure that
Katie would love you to kiss her in all sorts of places, and I'm certainly
not going to object if you do!"

   By now my cock was painfully hard, and without a word I took hold of
Sharan's hand and yanked her off the sofa.  Within a minute we were in bed,
and I was fucking her with a frenzy that surprised us both.  Afterwards, I
held her tenderly in my arms and we talked of our shared love and lust for
our young daughter.

   "Is it so wrong that we feel this way about Katie?" said Sharan. 
"There's so much hypocrisy about the way you're supposed to show your love
for your kids.  Hugs and chaste kisses are allowed, but anything more and
suddenly you're a pedophile!"

   "What I find amazing is that 8-year-olds like Katie aren't supposed to
know anything about sex, and yet she's clearly well aware of the effect her
lovely body has on me!  She loves wiggling her cute little bum at me in her
tight skirt, and have you noticed how she always lifts her knees to her
chest when she sits opposite me?  I'm sure she does it to give me a good
view of her knickers!"

   "That reminds me, Dan - I'm taking Katie shopping for some new clothes
tomorrow.  We're going to choose them with you in mind - as scanty as
possible, especially the knickers!  She's really looking forward to
flaunting herself in some sexy new tops and skirts - anything that will get
you really hard!"

   "Oh, so you two have been discussing me, have you?  I bet it was you who
told Katie to show her knickers off, wasn't it?"

   "Of course!" said Sharan, with a laugh.  "Though, to tell the truth, it
appears that the little minx has already shown them off to someone else,
and a whole lot more besides, probably - I've been waiting for the right
moment to tell you about it."

   I must admit that, although I was shocked as my wife told me about what
Katie got up to after Sunday School, I was also tremendously excited. 
Apparently, Sharan had noticed a love-bite on the inside of Katie's thigh,
and had persuaded her to reluctantly admit that it had been given her by
Philip Rossiter, the young curate who taught at Sunday School.  Katie had
proudly told her mother that Philip was her boyfriend, but was unwilling to
say more until she had talked to him.  Sharan had phoned Philip to ask him
to come over and discuss an important matter concerning Katie.  She hadn't
explained what that matter was, but he must have guessed.

   "He'll be here at 7 tomorrow," Sharan said.  "We really need to know
just how far he's gone with Katie - she's only 8-years-old, after all.  I
know one thing though, Dan - if Katie is happy being sexually molested by
Philip Rossiter, then I can't see why she wouldn't be more than willing to
grant her parents the same favours!"

   The next day, Katie was waiting for me as I arrived home from work.  She
threw herself into my arms as I walked through the door, hugging me
tightly.

   "Thank you for my new clothes, Daddy!" she said.  "I've got a really
pretty dress - it's very short, and it's almost see-through.  You can see
my new knickers through it - I'll show you later!"

   "You like showing your knickers off, don't you, Katie?  There's nothing
wrong with that, darling - you're a pretty little girl, and lots of men
love looking at little girls' panties - but you must be careful who you
show them to.  Mummy tells me that you have found yourself a boyfriend. 
That doesn't surprise me - little girls who show off their underwear will
never find it difficult to attract admirers!  Your mum and I just want to
make sure that Philip understands how precious you are to us - you know
that he's coming to see us tonight?"

   Katie nodded.  "You're not mad at me, are you, Daddy?" She pressed
herself hard against me.  I held her tight and kissed the top of her head.

   "Of course not, sweetheart," I said.  "How could I be mad at the sweet
little girl who's going to model her sexy new dress for her daddy?  Will I
really be able to see your new knickers through it?"

   "Mummy made sure of that while we in the changing room in the shop! 
She's bought me three pairs, and they're all tiny and tight and mummy says
that they show my cunny off to perfection." She hesitated for a moment. 
"It's alright for me to say that, isn't it, Daddy?  Philip loves looking at
my cunny, and mummy says she's sure that you'ld like to look at it as
well."

   "Of course I would, darling.  Daddies really shouldn't look at their
little girls cunnies, but I don't see why Philip should have all the fun!
Doesn't he have another name for your cunny though, sweetheart - I bet he
does."

   Katie blushed becomingly.  "Yes, Daddy - he calls it a really rude name.
He says that I've got the cunt of an angel!"

   "I like that name much better, darling," I said, laughing.  "After you
show me your new dress, would you like to take your knickers off and let me
see your sweet little angel cunt?"

   "Oh yes please, Daddy!  You're all excited again, aren't you - I can
feel your thingy against my stomach!"

   "Let's call things by their correct name from now on, shall we Katie? 
Yes, I am excited - which man wouldn't be with a sexy 8-year-old like you
pressing herself against him!  My cock is absolutely rock-hard, and if you
don't stop rubbing your belly against me, I'm going to cum in my pants."

   "What does `cum' mean, Daddy?" Katie asked, with a grin.

   "You know very well, I'm sure, you little tease!" I said, giving her
bottom a playful smack.  "We'll talk about this later, when Philip's here.
After dinner there should be just enough time for you to model your new
clothes before he arrives."

   She gave me a last hug and ran upstairs, wiggling her bum at me as she
went.  I wondered, not for the first time, if Philip had fucked her yet. 
Even the thought had my erection growing ever harder.  No doubt, the
possibility that my supposedly innocent 8-year-old daughter was having her
preteen holes penetrated by the curate's hard cock should had left me
horrified.  Instead, I only felt a powerful envy - and a growing sense of
determination that if Philip had been the first man to fuck my little girl,
then I was going to be the second!

   After dinner, I settled in my chair and watched one of my favourite tv
comedy shows for a while, though I found it hard to concentrate.  Sharan
was upstairs with Katie, helping her to dress, and I couldn't keep my mind
from thoughts of my daughter's beautiful young body in her tight new dress.
At last, I heard them coming down the stairs, and then Katie skipped into
the room, a huge smile on her face as she twirled around before me.

   "What do you think, Dan - do you like it?" asked Sharan.

   I loved it!  Katie's sleeveless new dress was so short that it barely
covered her bottom, and it was made of a blue, silky material which clung
to her slim hips and emphasized her plump little bottom.  The tiny triangle
of her white knickers showed clearly through the sheer material, as I'd
been promised.  In fact, Katie's dress was so skimpy, its material so
diaphanous, and her knickers so brief that she looked positively indecent -
to my great delight!

   "What a very improper way for an 8-year-old girl to be dressed!" I said,
with a grin on my face.  "Well done, Sharan - our little girl looks even
sexier than usual - and that's saying something!  Turn around, Katie -
let's see how you look from the back."

   I gave a low whistle.  "Wowee!  What a fabulous little arse you have,
Katie - and look at the way your knickers have almost disappeared between
your bum cheeks!"

   "Why don't you slip her dress off, Dan, and take a better look?" said
Sharan, herself unable to take her eyes from Katie's scantily-dressed body.

   With trembling fingers, I unzipped Katie and she lifted her arms as I
pulled the wisp of a dress away from her and handed it to my wife.  Katie
turned around, pulling her flimsy knickers up so that her vulval mound was
made extremely prominent.  The little madam certainly knew what effect this
would have on me!  She smiled knowingly as I took in the loveliness of her
almost-naked preteen body - its slimness only serving to emphasize the
slight roundness of her belly and the pertness of her gorgeous little
bottom.

   "Can I take my knickers off now, Mummy?" said Katie.  "I promised daddy
that he could look at my cunt - that's alright, isn't it, Mummy?"

   "Oh, yes, sweeheart!" said Sharan, who was looking very flushed in the
face!  "Daddy's not the only one who wants to look at your darling little
cunt - I've not seen it properly since you were a toddler!  Why don't you
sit on my lap, and then Daddy can take your knickers off for you."

   Katie settled herself on her mother's lap, her back pressed against
Sharan's breasts as she lifted and opened her legs to display the beautiful
sight of her fat little pussy bulging through the lacy material of her
knickers.  I pressed my lips against her mound, savouring the lovely
fragrance of her preteen cunt.  I was surprised how wet she was - the lace
against my lips was sticky with her pussy juices.  I hadn't realized until
then how sexually excited a little girl can get, but as I lifted my head I
could see that a rosy blush was spreading over her neck and chest, and that
her lovely pink nipples were fully erect.

   I hooked my thumbs in her knickers and slowly pulled them down - Katie
closing her legs and easing her bottom off her mother's legs to help me -
and tugged them off her bare feet as I took in the wonderful sight of her
bald preteen pussy.  Her slit was glistening with her cuntal juice, and as
she opened her legs again to give me a better view, her chubby cunt lips
parted slightly and showed a hint of the pinkness within.

   "Do you think I've got the cunt of an angel, Daddy, like Philip does?"
said Katie, as I lifted her knickers to my face and inhaled their delicious
aroma.

   "Absolutely, sweetheart!" I said.  "You have the most perfectly formed
little-girl cunt imaginable!  Look at your lovely sticky slit - it looks
wonderful, it smells wonderful and I bet it tastes wonderful as well -
shall we see, darling?"

   Katie giggled.  "Oh, yes please, Daddy!  Please lick my cunt - I love it
when Philip pushes his tongue into my sticky little slit!"

   "Let's open you up a little bit, shall we, sweetie?" said Sharan, gently
spreading Katie's pussy lips apart.  "You are an excited little girl aren't
you - look at how wet you are!  Clean her up, Dan, and you'd better be
quick about it - Philip will be here soon, and its probably best if he
doesn't catch you with your tongue in his little girlfriend's cunt!"

   "Philip won't mind," said Katie, as I flicked the tip of my tongue
between her pussy lips.  "He says he doesn't know how Daddy has been able
to keep his hands off me - Philip says that if he had been you, he would
have been molesting me since I was a baby!"

   "Even so," said Sharan, "Daddy and I need to have a serious talk with
Philip about you and him, and for the time being I'd rather he didn't know
that we both intend to molest you from now on - do you understand, young
lady?"

   "Yes Mummy, I understand," said Katie, as I licked up the last trace of
her delicious preteen vaginal honey and began to nibble on the erect little
bud of her tiny clitoris.  "Oh, that's lovely, Daddy!" she cried, as I
rubbed a finger back and forth along her slit while I sucked on her clitty.
"Go on, Daddy - don't stop!  Make me cum, Daddy - oh, please make me cum!"

   Believe me, there is no more wonderful feeling in this life than being
able to bring your 8-year-old daughter to orgasm with your tongue!  I
teased Katie for a while, taking my lips from her excited little clitty and
slowing down the pistoning of my finger between her cunt lips.

   "More, Daddy, please!" she cried.  "Tell him, Mummy - make him give me a
cum!"

   "Do as your told, Dan," said Sharan, laughing.  "Bring the little slut
off now - stop teasing her!"

   I tweaked Katie's erect clitty between finger and thumb and rubbed my
fingers hard along the length of her slit.  Her cunt folds were swollen
with arousal and sticky again with her juices.  Her eyes were tightly shut,
and her little moans of ecstasy were rising in pitch.  Suddenly, her eyes
opened and she let out a loud yelp as she reached her climax.  I could see
her belly and thighs trembling as an orgasmic thrill ran through her.  I
ran the flat of my tongue once more between her pussy lips, slurping up
more of her delicious preteen sweetness and letting it trickle to the back
of my throat.  Katie was holding her arms out to me, and I lifted her to my
chest and hugged her, loving the feel of her firm little belly pressed
against my body.

   "Thank you, Daddy!" she said, gripping my waist with her legs and
rubbing her stiff little nipples against my chest.  "You gave me a really
good cum!  Am I a little slut, Daddy, like mummy said?  I want to be your
little slut - I want you to lick my cunt every day, and I want mummy to
lick it as well!"

   "Yes, Katie, I think we can safely say that you're a slut!" I said.  "I
know that you're going to be the perfect little slut for your mummy and
daddy.  What do you say, Sharan - would you like to lick your little girl's
cunt?"

   Sharan grinned.A "I'd like to lick her, and kiss her, all over her
gorgeous, naked body!  For the time being though, young lady, I'd like you
to take a quick shower before Philip arrives.  Pick your new dress up on
the way, but don't bother with your knickers - I want to get to your cunt
as quickly as possible after Philip's gone!"

   I gave Katie a quick kiss on the mouth, and was surprised and delighted
when I felt her wet little tongue slipping between my lips.  This was
obviously something else that Philip had taught my little girl, and I had
to admit that I was glad that he had!  The tangy taste of Katie's cunt was
still in my mouth, and as our lips parted she smiled at me.

   "My pussy juice tastes nice, doesn't it, Daddy?  Philip says that it's
like nectar from the gods - he loves sticking his tongue into my slit!"

   "It tastes absolutely yummy, sweetheart!  Go and have your shower now,
and don't dawdle over it.  That sounds like a car pulling up outside - it's
probably your boyfriend!"

   I lowered her to the floor and she scampered away, catching hold of her
dress on the way.  I enjoyed the sight of her bare bottom jiggling slightly
as she dashed from the room until there was a knock at the front door, and
while Sharan answered it I sat on the sofa and attempted to hide my
erection with a cushion.  In a few moments Sharan was ushering Philip
Rossiter into the room.  He was a young man in his twenties and fairly
tall, with a slim, athletic build and an open, honest face.  It was the
first time that I had seen him close to, and I must say that I was
favourably impressed.  That may seem a strange thing to say about the man
who you know is sexually molesting your 8-year-old daughter, but, in the
circumstances, I could hardly blame him for that!  I was coming to the
point of view that some little girls, perhaps most of them, would be more
than happy to be molested, if given the opportunity.  How many fathers, or
uncles or brothers looked at a little girl in their family with lust in
their eyes, not realizing that - with little or no persuasion - she would
enthusiastically take down her knickers and open her legs for them?

   We shook hands and he sat down opposite me, Sharan sitting by my side.
He didn't seem at all nervous, which I found surprising - given that he
must have known why my wife and I wanted to talk to him.  There was silence
for a moment as I wondered how to open the conversation - best not to beat
about the bush, I thought.

   "I understand from my wife, Mr Rossiter," I began, "that she has good
reason to believe that you are sexually abusing our little girl, Katie. 
Perhaps you would like to say something about that allegation, before we go
any further."

   Of course, Katie herself had confirmed Sharan's suspicions, but I didn't
want to let Philip know that for the time being.  I was expecting him to
deny everything at first, but he didn't seem to be worried by my statement,
and in fact was smiling as he answered.

   "Well, Mr Grey, I certainly wouldn't admit to any sexual abuse of your
daughter."

   I knew it, I thought, wondering how he would react when I told him what
Katie had said.

   "However," Philip continued, "I readily admit that I have sexually used
Katie many times, with her enthusiastic consent!  Your daughter is a hot
little bitch, Mr Grey - to put it crudely - but I'm sure that you know that
already, if what Katie tells me is correct."

   "What exactly has Katie been saying, Mr Rossiter?" asked Sharan, with
interest.

   "Call me Philip, please!  Well, your little daughter believes that your
husband - and you - have a sexual interest in her.  In particular, she says
that Mr Grey seems to have an erection almost all the time when she's
around.  Not that I can blame him for that - I told Katie to persuade her
mother to buy her some sexy new clothes, and I guess that must have done
the trick!"

   "So that was your idea!" said Sharan.  "Katie used to be such a shy
little girl until recently.  Now she insists on wearing the briefest,
tightest clothes possible - anything that shows off that lovely little body
of hers to advantage!"

   "I think we're straying from the subject a little," I said.  "There
isn't any point in Sharan and I denying that we have strong sexual feelings
for Katie, but feelings are one thing and actions another!" I wasn't about
to admit just yet that a few minutes before my tongue and fingers had been
exploring Katie's juicy little twat, or that when he had gone Sharan was
going to have her turn!  "In particular, I'm not sure that an 8-year-old
girl is ready for intercourse yet - even if she is a hot little bitch!  So,
Philip - you admit that you're sexually using Katie, but does that mean
that you've already penetrated her?"

   For the first time, Philip looked a little uneasy.  "Well, actually I
had anal sex with Katie for the first time after last week's Sunday School.
I can't agree with you, Mr Grey, about her not being ready for full sex -
but I had intended to gradually open up her anus before sodomizing her. 
Unfortunately, my passion for Katie got the better of me and I'm afraid I
hurt her quite a lot!"

   "In effect then, Philip, you admit to anally raping my 8-year-old
daughter!" I said.  "It doesn't appear to have affected her infatuation
with you - how did Katie react to having her anus penetrated?"

   Philip smiled.  "Well, it made her yell a lot at first, as you can
imagine!  I used plenty of lubrication, but it was still a very tight fit
and I only managed to get about half the length of my penis inside her. 
She said afterwards that I had hurt her a good deal - but she also admitted
that she was looking forward to me fully penetrating her bottom!"

   "If you don't mind me asking, Philip," I said, dryly, "when do you next
intend to bugger my little girl?" And can I watch you, I almost added!

   "Not just yet," said Philip.  "Katie had a very sore bottom when I'd
finished with her, and so I'm giving her a few more days to recover."

   "That's why she's been sitting down very gingerly of late!" said Sharan.
"Do you remember, Dan - you said the other day that Katie didn't seem to be
wriggling about in your lap as much as usual.  The poor girl - her bum hole
must be very sore!"

   By this time I had discarded the cushion on my lap and was making no
attempt to hide my erection - Philip obviously not being embarrassed by his
own prominent hard-on.  It was tremendously exciting to calmly discuss
Katie's sexual initiation with the man who was molesting her, and I could
see that Sharan was also aroused.

   "When you buggered Katie, Philip," she said, huskily, "did you ejaculate
your semen into her bottom, or ...  "

   "No, Mrs Grey - that's a pleasure I'm looking forward to intensely!  I
pulled out as I reached my climax and came over her belly and chest - Katie
really enjoyed that!"

   "Did she really?" asked Sharan.  "Or have you convinced yourself that
she enjoyed it because that's what you want to believe?"

   Philip grinned.  "Oh no, Mrs Grey.  I'm absolutely sure that Katie loves
being cummed on - and I've brought some evidence with me to prove it!  Last
Sunday afternoon, when she'd recovered from being buggered, Katie and I had
a lovely time masturbating each other.  I couldn't resist the temptation to
ejaculate on her pretty little face, and she looked so obscenely beautiful
with my semen dripping from her nose and chin that I decided to take some
photos!"

   He put his hand into his coat pocket and took out 4 or 5 glossy prints,
which he handed to me.  Sharan sat close by my side as we examined the
photographs with excitement - transfixed by the closeups of our daughter's
beaming, cum-covered face.  Katie looked radiant - Philip was evidently
right when he claimed that she loved being cummed on.  I was learning a lot
about my little angel this evening - and all of it extremely arousing!  The
final photo showed Katie naked from the waist up, with thick strings of cum
dangling from her chin to her belly - a glorious sight!

   "Don't think that I'm questioning your virility, Philip," said Sharan,
"but there does seem to be rather a lot of semen on Katie's face to have
been the result of one man - however excited you were!"

   Philip looked slightly embarrassed.  "Well, I did have some help on that
occasion - I invited Jack to jerk of on Katie's cute little face with me,
and he was delighted to accept my invitation!"

   "And who, pray, is Jack?" I asked.  "Just how many of you are there
abusing our little girl?"

   Before Philip could answer, Katie's voice piped up from the doorway. 
"Jack's the vicar, silly!  He loves cumming on little girls - he cums on
Natalie lots!"

   Katie walked into the room and stood before me, well aware of the
lust-filled looks she was getting from all three of us.  It didn't appear
that she had dried herself very thoroughly after what must have been a very
perfunctory shower.  The thin, translucent material of her dress was
clinging to her damp body and was moulded like a second skin to her lower
belly, making it obvious that she wasn't wearing any knickers.  She
casually walked over to Philip and climbed on to his lap, reaching up to
softly kiss him on the lips.  As Philip returned her kiss and gently ran
his hand over her chest and belly, her dress rode up to her slim hips and
she allowed her legs to fall open, giving Sharan and myself a perfect view
of her adorable pussy.

   "I think you'd better explain how the vicar fits into all of this,
Philip," I said, unable to take my eyes from the hint of pink inner cunt
flesh peeking from between Katie's puffy labia.  "Surely he doesn't abuse
little Natalie - she's only a baby!"

   "Jack fits into all this very well," said Philip, with a grin on his
face.  "Particularly into Natalie's little holes!"

   Katie spluttered with amusement at the looks of stunned disbelief on the
faces of Sharan and myself.  Philip told us then something of what had been
going on between Jack Brent, his wife Angie and their 3-year-old little
daughter.  He clearly realized that it was quite safe for him to divulge
the vicar's incestuous and pedophilic secrets to a couple who were
seemingly quite happy to watch their 8-year-old daughter being kissed and
touched intimately by the man who had just admitted, with pride, that he
had sexually molested her on several occasions!

   "Natalie is 4 on Saturday," said Philip, one hand stroking Katie's belly
as with the other he caressed the soft, smooth skin of her thighs, "and
Jack and Angie are giving a party for her.  Afterwards, when the other kids
have gone home, Natalie is going to get some special attention from her
grown-up friends!  Katie is going to be there, with your permission of
course, and you're both invited as well - I think you'll find it very
interesting!"

   Of course, Sharan and I accepted the invitation with alacrity - the
opportunity to watch a little beauty like Natalie being abused was too good
to miss!  I found it difficult to imagine how a tiny little tot like
Natalie could take hard cock in her vagina or rectum, but I was having an
enjoyable time trying to!  I only came out of my erotic reverie when I
heard Katie moaning quietly - Philip's hand had been slowly creeping up her
leg, and now he was openly squeezing one chubby cunt fold between fingers
and thumb.

   "Are you enjoying playing with my daughter's genitals, Philip?" I asked.
"Katie is certainly enjoying it, isn't she - what a dirty little slut she
is!"

   "Isn't she just!" he said, with a grin.  "In fact, it seems to me as
though somebody else has had their hands on her cunt recently - it looks
rather swollen, as though somebody has been vigorously masturbating her.  I
wonder who that somebody could have been, Mr Grey?"

   I pulled Katie's crumpled knickers from my pocket and pressed them to my
face.  "Heaven!" I said, taking a deep sniff.  "Yes, you're right Philip -
just before you arrived, my fingers were where yours are now.  My tongue
was there as well!  As far as I'm concerned, if Katie goes around dressed
like a little slut then she can expect to be treated like one!"

   "Quite right!" said Philip.  "Your daughter is a little girl who knows
exactly what she wants - and it's up to you and me to make sure that she
gets it!  You should have seen her after I'd raped her pretty little bum -
any other child would have been distraught, but not Katie.  That was
lovely, she said - I can't wait until you fuck all of your cock into my
bottom!"

   "Lift your legs up, Katie," said Sharan.  "Let me have a good look at
your bum hole - if it's not too sore now perhaps Philip would like to see
if he can get his erect penis a little further into your bottom than last
time."

   Katie eagerly lifted her knees up to her chest, and Philip pulled her
bum cheeks apart, exposing the tight pucker of her anal sphincter.  Sharan
knelt on the floor and closely examined our little girl's abused anus,
licking her finger and carefully inserting it into Katie's rectum.

   "Oh, that's lovely, Mummy!" cried Katie, grabbing hold of Sharan's hand
and forcing its probing finger deeper inside her bottom.  "I'm not very
sore there now, Mummy - will you let Philip bugger me again, please?  I
want to feel his cock all the way inside me - I want his hot cum squirting
in my bottom!"

   "Well darling, I agree with Philip that you should really wait for a few
more days before he penetrates you again ..."

   Katie groaned with dismay.  "However," continued Sharan, "your anal
opening seems to be nicely relaxed, and I must say that I would love to see
it stretched around Philip's hard cock, so - if your Daddy agrees ..."

   "Say yes, Daddy!" pleaded my lovely 8-year-old whore-child.  "Say yes,
please!  I want to suck your cock while Philip fucks my bum - I'm a really
good cocksucker, aren't I, Philip?"

   "You're the best, sweetheart!" said Philip.  "What do you think, Mr
Grey? Katie's bum still looks a little sore, but if I leave it too long
before I sodomize her again, her sphincter will have tightened up."

   I was already unfastening my slacks!  "Take your dress of, Katie," I
said, "and then I want you on the floor on your hands and knees."

   By the time Philip and I had stripped, my sexually precocious little
girl was already in position and wiggling her pretty little bottom as she
looked forward to being arse-fucked.  Sharan left the room for a moment and
returned with a jar, from which she scooped out a large dollop of Vaseline.
She smeared it liberally between Katie's bum cheeks and along the length of
Philip's impressively-sized erection.

   "Give it her hard, Philip!" she said, guiding the curate's knob head to
her little daughter's greased anus as he knelt behind the naked 8-year-old.
"I want to see every inch of your beautiful hard cock in Katie's adorable
little bottom!"

   Philip wasn't slow to do as he was asked - roughly thrusting two fingers
into Katie's anus to open her up a little, and then replacing them with his
rock-hard, throbbing cock.  As his swollen glans stretched her bum hole
wide open, Katie uttered a loud, ecstatic moan.  I was kneeling by her head
and took the opportunity to grab hold of her hair and pull her open mouth
onto my engorged cock.  As I'd imagined, she could only just manage to take
my knob head between her lips, but that was enough!  She sucked on me
greedily as Philip eased his huge tool into her rectum, and then she
fluttered her wet tongue against my piss-slit, eagerly lapping up the
copious amounts of precum that this caused.

   "Is it hurting yet, Katie?" asked Philip.  "I'm half way in, again -
soon I'm going to have to fuck you really hard if I'm going to get all of
my cock in your bum, as your mummy wants!"

   "It hurts, but it's a really nice hurt!" said Katie, her pretty lips
glistening with my precum.  "Let me give Daddy a lovely cum first before
you fuck me properly."

   She began to lick and nibble the full length of my shaft, and then
gripped its base tightly as she sucked wetly on my knob end.  I covered her
tiny hand with mine, and encouraged her to wank me as her busy tongue
brought me to orgasm.  I wasn't sure whether to cum in her mouth or on her
face - what a wonderful choice to be faced with!  - but Sharan made up my
mind for me.  She took hold of Katie's hair when my groans told her I was
reaching my climax, and gently pulled her head back.

   "Spunk on her cute little face, Dan - that's what the little slut
loves!"

   As pulse after pulse of my hot semen splashedover Katie's upturned face,
Philip began to thrust his cock deeper into her rectum, making her cry out
in surprise.  Ropes of sticky cum dangled from her nose and cheeks and
forehead, swinging from side to side as her tiny, naked body was rocked by
Philip's vigorous arse-fucking.  I crawled over to Philip's side and
watched entranced as he forced his cock completely into Katie's bottom,
grunting loudly with the effort.  Her anal sphincter was stretched to its
utmost extent, the paleness of the surrounding flesh contrasting with the
friction-induced redness of his pistoning cock.  He had found his rhythm
now - sweat dripping from his brow as he steadily fucked in and out of her
obscenely stretched arse hole.

   "I'm going to cum now, Katie!" Philip cried.  "I'm going to fill your
little rectum with my hot spunk!  Here we go - oh my God!!"

   Katie squealed with delight.  "Mummy!  Mummy!  I can feel Philip's cock
squirting inside my bottom!  He buggered me really hard, didn't he - I bet
my bum hole will be sore again, tomorrow!"

   "You're going to have to get used to that, darling," said Sharan.  "It's
more than likely that Philip's won't be the only cock poking your bottom
hole in the future - I'm sure that your Daddy can't wait to fill your
rectum with his hard cock-meat, for one!"

   Katie giggled as she stood up - cum trickling down the inside of her
thigh.  "Is it alright if the vicar and his friends bugger me, Daddy -
after Natalie's party?  Philip says that if you say yes, Jack will let you
fuck Natalie in her bum and her cunt!"

   I smiled at my adorable naked 8-year-old daughter as she stood in front
of me - cum slowly dripping from her face and leaking from her abused anus.
"In that case, my sweet little Katie, the answer is a most definite yes!" I
turned towards Philip.  "Please let Jack know that Sharan and I accept his
kind invitation - and that we look forward immensely to molesting little
Natalie!"

  
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