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 Author: David Stephens
Title: Trading The Kids
Part: Chapter 8
Keywords: FF/gg, g/g, inc, pedo



   Trading The Kids - Chapter 8

   by David Stephens



   Grace and her mother passed a very fulfilling hour discussing their
shared pedophilic desires as they leisurely molested baby Rosa, squeezing
and pulling her fat pussy lips and probing her vagina and anus.  The
molestation remained at a fairly gentle level as both women became
thoroughly involved in talking over their sexual interest in children and
how it had transformed their lives.

   "Another time we can start giving Rosa some serious abuse," said Grace,
noting with pleasure the look of delight on her mother's face.  "Laurie
too, of course.  They're both girls who need and deserve to be sexually
abused as often as possible - and I'm counting on you to become one of
their chief abusers, along with Chris and I, of course."

   For the moment Joy was unable to reply, so overcome was she with
emotion. Instead she kissed her daughter softly on the mouth, and Grace
responded with growing eagerness, sliding her hand inside her mother's
blouse and beneath her bra to urgently fondle her full breasts.  Mother and
daughter embraced passionately, forgetting Rosa for a short while as they
rejoiced in their new-found intimacy.

   It took a piercing cry from Laurie to part their lips, and soon the
3-year-old's pattering steps could be heard coming downstairs.  Joy and
Grace smiled at each other, continuing their molestation of Rosa by jointly
examining the 6-month-old's moist pussy slit.

   "Belinda hurt me, Mummy!" wailed Laurie as she ran naked into the room.
Standing before her mother, she turned round to show her the
impressively-sized clear red plastic dildo which was embedded halfway into
her cute little bottom.

   Belinda herself quickly followed Laurie into the room, looking both
amused and somewhat flustered.

   "I got most of my vibrator up her bum without too much trouble, but the
little slut's struggling to take that dildo."

   "Oh, dear!" said Grace, not appearing to be too concerned at her little
girl's continuing whimpers.  "I don't know what you expect me to do,
Laurie. A hot little cunt like you must expect to have lots of things,
dildoes included, pushed up her sexy little bottom - it's what you're for,
after all!"

   "But it's too big, Mummy!" cried the 3-year-old, pulling her bum cheeks
apart to give her mother a better view.

   If the tearful little girl really expected this to change her mother's
opinion, she was to be quickly disappointed.

   "Look at that!" exclaimed Grace delightedly, noting how her little
daughter's anal ring was obscenely stretched around the thickest part of
the dildo.  "God, that's a wonderful sight!"

   "Isn't it just!" agreed Joy.  "It would be lovely to see the little
whore taking it even deeper."

   "What do you say, Belinda?" asked Grace.  "Do you think my little
darling could take another inch or two in her bum?" She somehow managed to
sound both doubtful and hopeful at the same time.

   "She's too tense at the moment - her bottom is clenched around the dildo
and it's stuck tight in her.  If we stimulate her, and there are lots of
delightful ways of doing that, she may well relax enough to accept more
inside her."

   Belinda picked up baby Rosa and Laurie was told to take her place on
Joy's lap.  The tearful 3-year-old obeyed and her legs were promptly lifted
to either side of her head by Grace.

   "Its up to you how you go about this," said Belinda.  "I would suggest a
variety of slaps and pinches to loosen her up until she hopefully opens up
a little more for the dildo.  That may seem a cruel thing to do, but it
isn't really.  It's times like this which will decide whether you're going
to become a serious abuser of children, or just play at it.  For you,
Grace, as a loving mother, it would seem natural to look at Laurie's tears
and her trembling lip and find yourself pulling the dildo out of her bum
and cuddling and comforting her.  It's not natural for the dedicated child
molester, though - you must learn to accept that in situations like this
the needs and desires of the abuser will always be of paramount
importance."

   "Exactly!" said Joy, smiling approvingly at the curate's wife.  "Laurie
has already told us that she's a dirty little whore, but she's got to prove
the fact.  One day fairly soon she'll thank us for abusing her to the limit
and making her into the lovely little babywhore she's surely meant to be."

   "I'm sure she will," agreed Belinda.  "Unfortunately, Laurie has had a
lot of catching up to do.  Ideally she should have been abused from birth
so that by now having a dildo rammed up her little bum would be something
she could take in her stride."

   "Most dildoes, perhaps," said Grace smilingly, "but this one is
definitely king-sized!"

   Belinda returned the smile.  "Well, I was perhaps being a trifle
optimistic when I first thought about pushing it up her bottom, but it was
Laurie herself who assured me that she could take it."

   "She would, the horny little bitch!  Well, I'm determined that she'll
take another inch or two, at least, however much she complains."

   Grace ran a fingertip around the 3-year-old's soft, pink nipples until
they began to slightly stiffen, and then alternately pinched and pulled at
them, watching with delight as they gradually became reddened and swollen,
her delight significantly enhanced by the copious tears which spilled down
the weeping little girl's flushed cheeks.  Why she was so immensely aroused
by her little daughter's tears was a question which Grace was unable to
answer - she only knew that her pussy became hotter and wetter as the
3-year-old's weeping became more piteous and her tears more abundant.  She
ought to be ashamed of herself, she knew, for having such feelings, and she
did experience a burning shame which, though, only served to intensify her
arousal.

   For a while, Joy excitedly watched her daughter abusing Laurie's
nipples, a sight which made her regret that she hadn't treated Grace in
such a glorious fashion when she had been a 3-year-old.  It's never too
late though, she thought, reaching under her bra-less daughter's top and
gripping her erect left nipple.  As Grace gave a gasp of shocked delight
she rhythmically squeezed the stiff teat with increasing firmness, noting
with excitement that this prompted Grace to pinch Laurie's nipples with
growing intensity.

   "Are you going to slap her legs now?" asked Belinda hopefully - watching
naked little girls being slapped around was one of her favourite erotic
pleasures.

   Joy and Grace obligingly took their hands from their respective nipples,
leaving Joy freedom to do as Belinda asked.  She wasn't in the best
position to lay into the sobbing 3-year-old as robustly as she would have
wished, but she still managed to land several sharp slaps on the back of
Laurie's legs with her stronger right hand.  After that, she was content to
pinch and twist the soft flesh of the little girl's inner thighs, laughing
delightedly when she heard Laurie's wails of distress.

   "Is she opening up yet?" asked Grace, beginning to push her fingers
against the 3-year-old's fat pussy mound.

   Belinda, after carefully putting baby Rosa on the sofa, took hold of the
red dildo and carefully tried to insert it deeper into the firm clutch of
Laurie's anal sphincter, causing the little girl to let out a protesting
wail.  "She's not quite as tight.  Why don't you rub her little twat for
her - that should loosen her up a little."

   Grace was happy to take on her friend's suggestion, masturbating her
little girl being something she was always more than willing to do.  She
circled her fingertips against the 3-year-old's plump vulval mound,
increasing the pressure as the little girl began to moan through her tears,
her own arousal being greatly increased by the wonderful sight of the huge
dildo sticking obscenely out of Laurie's pretty little bottom.

   "Come on, you hot little bitch!" urged Belinda.  "Open up for me,
darling - you know you want it really!"

   Laurie's moans grew louder as her mother continued to feverishly
masturbate her, and when Belinda again took hold of the dildo, she let out
a cry of triumph.  "The sweet little cunt is opening up for me at last! 
You want it so much, don't you, Laurie?"

   Belinda gripped the dildo firmly and, with a sharp twisting action,
thrust it forcefully into the 3-year-old's bowels, until only a couple of
inches were left protruding from her fully-stretched anus.

   "Such a good little whore!" said Belinda approvingly, as Laurie howled
in protest at the brutal intrusion of the thick dildo into her abused
rectum.  She withdrew the dildo until only the tip remained inside the
3-year-old, and then forced it back into her, continuing to fuck it
rhythmically into the little girl's bottom.

   When, after several delightful minutes, Grace decided that the sobbing
little girl had had enough, Laurie was taken back upstairs to recover
before being taken home.  While they waited, the three women examined baby
Rosa's tiny anal sphincter and discussed the possibility of the 6-month-old
being able to take at least a small dildo in her bottom in the not too
distant future.

   "As long as she's fingered regularly, there should be no problem," said
Belinda confidently.  "Penny has been taking two fingers in her bum for
quite a while now and Denton and I are agreed that she's just about ready
for something more."

   "I'm sure you're right," said Joy.  "Penny is two months older than
Rosa, isn't she, so that gives Grace a target to aim at!"

   "By the way, Mother," said Grace, "what's this I hear about you having
some absolutely filthy kiddy porn, as it was described to me?"

   "Well, I do have a small but select collection of very interesting
material, and I've brought some of it with me.  I thought you may want to
put some of the pages from my favourite `Baby Cunt' magazine on to Laurie's
bedroom wall - particularly a series of photos of a 5-year-old cherub
called Kimberley being comprehensively abused.  There are also a number of
images of 2-year-old twin blonde girls called Imogen and Ida with
cum-splattered faces, which are very nice indeed."

   "What a lovely idea!" enthused Grace.  "I do think it's important to do
anything which will help to sexualize the girls and make them understand
that, for them, being abused by the adults in their life will become a
normal, and hopefully enjoyable, part of their daily life."

   "I totally agree," said Belinda, "The message that child abuse is a very
good thing can never be overstated!"

   - - - - o o O o o - - -

   On the following afternoon Grace had time to meditate on the way that
her life had changed in recent weeks, and how wonderful that change had
been.  Chris was at work, Rosa was asleep upstairs, and Laurie was playing
with their neighbours' 3-year-old daughter, Ellen.  Although Grace intended
to keep up her association with the Young Mothers Group, she ideally wanted
to be in contact with those who would be happy to help her molest her girls
at short notice.  Her mother was clearly going to be an important part of
the girls' sex lives from now on, but she had an extensive social life
which would inevitably make her unavailable at times.  If only she could
confide in Ellen's mother, she thought, not for the first time.

   Bonnie had moved in next door a year previously and quickly become
Grace's best friend, helped by the fact that they were of similar age, with
3-year-old daughters.  From the start she had sensed that Bonnie possibly
had the same desire for her little girl as she had for Laurie and Rosa,
though without having the courage to as much as hint such a thing to her
neighbour.  Ellen herself was a cute little thing who currently featured in
Grace's fantasies as often as her own little girls.

   It was while she was sitting on the sofa, supposedly reading but in fact
wondering whether she would ever get to perform the perverted acts on Ellie
which she dreamed of doing, that she heard a knock at the back door.  On
answering it she was surprised to see Bonnie and the girls, well before she
had expected them.

   "Do you want to play in the garden, girls, while I have a little chat
with Laurie's mummy?" said Bonnie, a worried frown on her brow which Grace
noted with concern.

   "Is there anything wrong?" Grace asked, inviting her friend to sit on
the sofa.  "You look as though something's upset you."

   Bonnie smiled nervously.  "Well, I may be making too much of this, but I
don't really think so.  I was changing the bed in the guest room, and the
kids were playing in the main bedroom, bouncing about on the bed.  After a
while they went very quiet, which suggested to me that they were up to some
mischief."

   "And were they?"

   "They were lying on the bed, kissing - or rather Laurie was kissing
Ellen on the mouth, and putting so much into it that she didn't hear me
come into the room."

   "But there must be more than that ... ?" suggested Grace, having a good
idea of what was to come.

   "Laurie was using her tongue," said Bonnie, her face flushed with
embarrassment, "and she was using it in a way which was astonishing in a
child of that age!  I can only assume that she's been taught to kiss in
that way, or that she's been kissed like that herself by someone."

   "Was Ellen upset in any way, or ..  "

   "Not at all!  She was just lying back in what I can only call an
abandoned way, clearly enjoying having her little mouth explored by
Laurie's tongue.  What's more, when Laurie started squeezing her bum cheeks
through her panties in quite a rough way, she lifted her bottom off the bed
as though positively inviting Laurie to grope her!"

   There was no doubt that Bonnie had been genuinely shocked by what she
had seen, but had she experienced a definite sense of excitement as well,
thought Grace, trying to interpret the tone of her voice and the expression
on her face.

   "Before I could say anything," continued Bonnie, "Laurie broke of the
kiss and then, quite deliberately, spat twice into Ellen's mouth and began
to tongue-kiss her again - a really wet, sloppy kiss which both of them
clearly enjoyed very much.  I was so astounded by the whole thing that I
couldn't say anything for a moment - until Laurie tried to get her hand
inside Ellen's panties.  Even then I only pushed the door closed behind me,
and they both jumped apart, looking red-faced but seemingly not aware of
how long I'd been standing there."

   "Ellen doesn't seem upset or anything?" asked Grace, looking at the two
little girls playing happily in the garden.

   "No, I can't say that she is," admitted Bonnie, slightly reluctantly. 
"It's just that it seemed to me that Laurie was either copying what she'd
seen, or, more worryingly, what someone else has done to her.  I couldn't
help but wonder if someone has molested her, or is perhaps continuing to
molest her?"

   Bonnie's concern was sincere and natural, thought Grace, but along with
that concern was there also an air of excitement, even if it was carefully
masked?  Bonnie had given her a way out of her predicament, in that she
could claim that Laurie must have spied on her parents' lovemaking and then
re-enacted some of what she'd seen with Ellen.  Whether Bonnie would
believe that explanation was another thing, but in any case Grace wasn't
about to throw away an opportunity which could be slow in coming again.

   "I suppose you could say that someone is, in fact, molesting Laurie,"
said Grace, after a pause.  "I sometimes get carried away when I give
Laurie a cuddle - and that's quite an easy thing to do with such a sexy
little girl - and end up slipping my tongue into her mouth and giving her a
nice wet kiss, which I can assure you Laurie enjoys as much as I do!  I
know that it's inappropriate for me to act in such a way, but can you
really blame me?  Wouldn't you love to kiss Ellen like that, if you're
honest with yourself?"

   Bonnie didn't reply for a moment.  She looked shocked, but not in any
way horrified, thought Grace, beginning to feel slightly less anxious about
her friend's possible reaction.

   "I don't know," said Bonnie quietly.  "I feel so confused that it's
impossible to think.  For a start, it comes as such a jolt when you hear
your best friend refer to her 3-year-old as a sexy little girl - I feel I
should disapprove of you saying that, at the very least, but somehow I
can't."

   "That's simply because you know that I'm stating a plain fact.  Laurie
is undeniably a sexy little girl, and so is Ellen!  And sexy little girls
are surely meant to be pleasured by those who love them, or molested if you
want to put it that way."

   Before a flustered Bonnie could reply, the sexy little girls in question
wandered in from the garden, hand-in-hand.  Although she was still unsure
about her true feelings, she knew that she could never think about Ellen in
the same way again.  The 3-year-old's innocent charms were as evident as
always, but now Bonnie was forced to recognize Ellen's sexual
attractiveness, something which she found it impossible to dispute.

   "Mummy," asked Laurie, with a winning smile, "can I kiss Ellen now?  She
likes me kissing her lots."

   "If her mummy says it's alright," said Grace, looking hopefully at her
friend.

   After a lengthy pause Bonnie gave a slight inclination of the head which
was all the response she felt able to give, so confused were her thoughts.
Surely it couldn't be that inappropriate to allow Ellen to be kissed by her
friend?  Having already seen one of those kisses, she new the answer to
that question, but was somehow able to disregard it's possible
consequences, so intent was she on reliving the excitement she had
experienced on first seeing the two little girls embrace.

   "Come and sit between us," said Grace to the two pretty 3-year-olds.

   The girls clambered on to the sofa, giggling with delight as they put
their arms round each other and pressed their lips together.  Soon, Laurie
was slipping her little tongue into Ellen's mouth and kissing her with an
eagerness which aroused Bonnie to an extent which caused her to feel a
growing warm moistness in her pussy.  This can't be right, she thought.  It
can't be right for me to allow this to happen, and it can't be right for me
to feel so aroused by it.  Even so, she couldn't bring herself to do
anything to alter the situation, so fascinated was she by the wonderfully
erotic sight before her.

   That eroticism was immeasurably heightened soon after when Laurie took
her tongue from her little friend's mouth and began to kiss and suck on her
neck.  Ellen closed her eyes and softly moaned, her small hands resting on
Laurie's head as she willingly allowed herself to be pleasured.

   It was that willingness which persuaded Bonnie to allow her 3-year-old
to be used in a manner which could only be described as indecent,
particularly when Laurie slid her hand up Ellen's skirt and began to fondle
her plump little bottom.  It was shameful of her to think in such a way,
she knew, but Bonnie devoutly wished that it was her hand squeezing her
little girl's bottom and that she was sucking on Ellen's neck.

   When Laurie's hand began plucking at Ellen's top, Grace slowly peeled it
from the 3-year-old's warm body, giving her friend the opportunity to
protest if she wanted to - though judging correctly that Bonnie was in too
much of an aroused state to make any serious objection.

   "Lift your arms up, Ellen, sweetie, while I take your top off," said
Grace.  "There, you should show off that sexy little body of yours more
often!"

   Bonnie couldn't deny, even to herself, that she was sexually attracted
to Ellen, however outrageous she thought it was to feel that way about her
own 3-year-old child.  What amazed her, though, was that the sparkle in
Ellen's eyes and the rosy flush spreading over her pale chest suggested
that she was herself sexually excited, even the possibility of which added
greatly to her own thrilling arousal.

   "Oh, my!" groaned Bonnie when Laurie fastened her mouth on her little
friend's left nipple, sucking on it with such wet enthusiasm that soon a
line of saliva was dribbling down Ellen's chest.

   Grace noted her friend's growing arousal with approval - it was as she
had expected but even so it was good to see.  There was still some way to
go, though, if she was going to persuade Bonnie to allow her 3-year-old
daughter to be sexually debauched in all the wonderfully obscene ways that
Grace envisioned in her vivid imaginings.  She longed to see hard,
throbbing cocks raping Ellen's virgin cunt and anus, and thrusting into her
pretty little mouth until her throat was choked with hot, creamy spunk. 
She longed to see the sexy little whore abused until she could take no
more, and then for Bonnie to urgently insist that she suffered even more
abuse!

   For the time being, though, it was lovely to watch Laurie sucking
greedily on her 3-year-old friend's soft, pale nipples, and hear Bonnie
quietly moaning with excitement.

   - - - - o o O o o - - -

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